#again. INSANE that they opened the show with this and then were like. 'these are side characters' like. NO! (& wild how the finale was 90%
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(đ) â making up | park jongseong
after a heated argument, jay unexpectedly shows up at your window on a rainy night, leaving you shocked and scrambling to figure out what heâs thinking. [wc: 1.8k]
PAIRING. boyfriend!loverboy!jay x girlfriend!reader
GENRE. fluff (mentions of argument idk?)
NOTE. why is it so hard to find red icons, this one doesnât even match ikik. i personally like this story hehe.
it was nearing midnight when you finally finished your last math problem. the rain pattered softly against the window, filling your quiet room with a soothing rhythm. you leaned back in your chair, rubbing your tired eyes as your thoughts began to wander again.
no matter how much you tried to focus, your mind kept circling back to earlier today. to the argument.
it hadnât ended wellânot with an apology, not even with understanding. just sharp words exchanged and the sting of his retreating back. you hated leaving things like that, but pride had gotten the better of both of you. now, you were stuck replaying it, dissecting every detail, and wondering why he hadnât called to fix things.
a sudden thud against your window snapped you out of your thoughts. you froze, heart immediately pounding.
what the hell was that?
the sound came again, softer this time, like a deliberate knock. panic rose in your chest as you stared at the closed curtains. it was late. no one should be at your window. especially not with your parents just down the hall.
slowly, you approached the window, your fingers trembling slightly as you hesitated at the edge of the curtain. taking a cautious peek, you gasped, your heart lurching.
âjay?â you mouthed, your voice barely audible in your shock.
sure enough, there he was, standing on the narrow ledge outside, drenched from head to toe. his dark hair clung to his forehead, raindrops rolling down his face, and his hoodie was soaked through, heavy with water. he raised a hand, giving you a sheepish wave, as if this were the most casual thing in the world.
you scrambled to unlock the window, sliding it open just enough to grab the front of his hoodie and yank him inside.
âjay!â you hissed, barely keeping your voice down as he stumbled into your room. âwhat the hell are you doing here?â
ânice to see you too,â he said, brushing a hand through his wet hair and looking entirely too composed for someone who had just climbed up a window in the rain.
âno, seriously, what are you thinking?â you demanded, your eyes wide as you stared at him in disbelief. âyou couldâve hurt yourself, orââ you glanced anxiously at the door. âmy parents couldâve caught you! are you insane?â
jay held up his hands in surrender, his lips twitching into a small smile. ârelax, okay? iâm fine. no scratches, no bruises. just a little wet.â
âa little?â you shot back, gesturing at the puddle forming beneath his shoes. âjay, youâre soaked! what if you slipped orââ
âhey, iâm fine,â he interrupted gently, stepping closer and placing his hands on your shoulders. his thumbs brushed against the fabric of your sweater, his touch firm but calming. âbreathe. i promise iâm okay.â
you glared at him, but your worry got the better of you as your eyes scanned him for any sign of injury. he was fine, thankfully, but that didnât make his stunt any less ridiculous.
âwhy are you here?â you asked, your voice softer now but no less bewildered. âitâs late, itâs raining, andââ you lowered your voice to a whisper. âyou know how my parents are.â
jayâs lips tugged into a smile, but this one was smaller, almost shy. he reached up to scratch the back of his neck, his gaze flickering to the floor for a moment before he met your eyes again.
âi couldnât sleep,â he admitted, his voice quieter now. ânot after earlier. not after the way we left things.â
your heart clenched.
âjayâŠâ
âiâm sorry,â he said quickly, stepping closer. his hands dropped from your shoulders to your waist, and his eyes were steady, sincere. âiâm so sorry. i shouldnât have walked away like that. i shouldnât have said half the things i did. you didnât deserve that.â
you swallowed, your throat suddenly tight. âyou didnât either,â you murmured, guilt creeping into your voice.
jay shook his head. âit doesnât matter. i just⊠i needed to fix this. to see you.â
you didnât know what to say to that. his words hung heavy in the air, and despite your frustration, the warmth in your chest grew.
after a moment, jay shifted awkwardly, as if suddenly remembering how drenched he was. he rubbed the back of his neck again, glancing toward his hoodie pocket before looking back at you.
âalsoâŠâ he started, his voice soft, almost hesitant. âi, uh, brought you something.â
you blinked, confused. âwhat?â
his hand slipped into his pocket, rummaging around for a second before he pulled something out. at first, you couldnât tell what it was, but when he held it up, your breath hitched.
it was a familiar little tube.
âis that⊠my lip gloss?â
jay nodded, his lips curving into a small smile. âwell, not yours. itâs the one you said you ran out of last week. figured youâd need it, so⊠i got you another.â
you stared at him, completely floored. âyou climbed up my window⊠in the rainâŠÂ for lip gloss?â
he winced slightly at your tone. âwell, yeah. itâs your favorite shade, isnât it?â
you didnât know whether to laugh or cry. the absurdity of the situation was almost too much, but so was the fact that he rememberedâa random little detail youâd mentioned in passing.
âyouâre unbelievable,â you muttered, taking the tube from his hand.
âi know,â he said, his grin widening. âbut you love me anyway.â
you rolled your eyes, but a smile tugged at your lips despite yourself. âdonât push it.â
jay chuckled, his hands finding your waist again as he pulled you closer. âi mean it, though,â he murmured, his voice softer now. âiâm sorry, y/n. for everything. i hate fighting with you.â
âi hate it too,â you admitted quietly.
he tilted his head, his gaze searching yours. âthen letâs not do it anymore, okay? or at least, letâs not leave things like that again.â
you nodded, the sincerity in his voice making your chest ache. âdeal.â
jay smiled, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours. âgood. now, can i stay here until the rain stops, or are you kicking me out?â
you sighed, pretending to think. âdepends. are you going to make a puddle on my floor the whole time?â
he laughed, the sound warm and familiar. âiâll try not to.â
âfine,â you said, stepping back to grab a towel from your closet. âbut if we get caught, youâre explaining yourself.â
âdeal,â he said again, his grin teasing. âbut for now, iâll just enjoy being here with you.â
and as much as you wanted to stay annoyed, you couldnât help but smile.
you tossed the towel at him, watching as he caught it with a grin that was entirely too proud. âdry off before you catch a cold, romeo,â you muttered, crossing your arms to feign annoyance, though the corners of your lips betrayed you.
he ruffled his hair with the towel, his wet strands sticking up in every direction. âromeo, huh? thatâs new.â
âdonât get used to it,â you quipped, looking away, suddenly all too aware of how small the room felt with him standing so close.
he dropped the towel onto the chair behind him and stepped closer, his movements slow and deliberate. âyouâre cute when youâre pretending to be mad at me,â he said softly, his voice dropping to that familiar, gentle tone that always made your heart skip.
âiâm not pretending,â you shot back, but the way your voice wavered betrayed you.
jayâs lips twitched into a smirk as his fingers brushed against your cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. âyeah? then whyâs your face turning red?â
your breath hitched, and you took a step back instinctively, bumping into the edge of your desk. âitâs notâiâm notââ
âshy, huh?â he teased, stepping even closer until there was barely any space between you. âyouâre adorable, you know that?â
you looked down, your cheeks burning as you tried to hide the flustered smile tugging at your lips. âyouâre insufferable,â you mumbled.
jay tilted your chin up gently, his thumb brushing along your jaw. âand youâre the most beautiful girl iâve ever seen.â
your breath caught, your eyes meeting his. there was something in his gazeâsomething soft and unyielding all at once. his sincerity was overwhelming, and you didnât know what to do with it.
âjayâŠâ you started, your voice barely a whisper.
âi mean it,â he interrupted, his hands settling on your waist, holding you as if you were something fragile. âyou donât even know, do you? how perfect you are. how lucky i am.â
you swallowed hard, your heart pounding so loudly you were sure he could hear it. âstop it,â you murmured, trying to look away again, but his hand cupped your cheek, keeping your eyes on him.
âwhy?â he asked, his tone soft but teasing. âam i making you shy again?â
âyouâre so annoying,â you muttered, though your voice had no real bite to it.
âand yet, you love me,â he said with a grin, leaning in so close you could feel the warmth of his breath against your lips.
your protests died in your throat as he closed the distance, his lips brushing yours in the gentlest, most tender kiss. it was slow, deliberate, as if he was trying to tell you everything he couldnât put into words. his hands stayed steady on your waist, grounding you in the moment, while yours hesitated before finally resting against his chest.
when he pulled back just slightly, his forehead pressed against yours, you could still feel the warmth of his lips lingering on yours. âiâm sorry for making you upset,â he whispered, his voice barely audible over the rain tapping against the window.
your chest tightened, the weight of his sincerity hitting you all at once. âi forgive you,â you whispered back. âbut youâre still crazy for climbing up here like that.â
jay chuckled softly, his thumb brushing over your cheek. âwhat can i say? youâre worth the risk.â
you rolled your eyes, though the smile tugging at your lips betrayed you. âyouâre impossible.â
âand youâre everything,â he murmured, kissing you again, this time with a little more certainty.
you melted into him, the world outside fading away as his arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer. for a moment, nothing else matteredânot the rain, not the argument, not even the fear of getting caught. it was just him.
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#enhypen#enhypen imagines#enhypen x reader#enhypen scenarios#enhypen fluff#enha#park jongseong#jongseong fluff#enhypen jay#enhypen jay fluff#jay fluff#park jongseong fluff
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typing this laying in bed forcing myself to sleep but my brain wants to write so headcanon format it is.
thinking about ak!jason who has no idea that after his âdeathâ that you went insane looking for him. but you were no detective, you werenât in the police field, you were just jason toddâs girlfriend.
but you damn well did everything you could, from begging bruce, to sneaking into offices, looking for nightwing, anything.
you taught yourself to use a gun to search places alone. jason would scold you for doing such a thing for him but you didnât care, not when you knew he was alive.
you didnât know.. but your gut feeling told you he was. a body was never found, nothing. you refused to believe it.
âyou didnât find anything? no pieces of his suit? no blood? nothing!?â you screamed and cried at batman, desperate, grieving.
âiâve looked-â
âno! you didnât! because if you did look everywhere you wouldâve found something! all this technology and you still couldnât track the location?â
âitâs not that simple.â
âright, because you arenât the greatest detective in the worldâ
you tried to distract yourself with work but it was no use, not when you came home opening the spare bedroom door to your mess of a room. papers everywhere, maps, pictures, you wouldâve seemed insane to any normal person.
you were exhausted, too many dreams of him in front of you but thatâs all it was. dreams.
one night, you felt someone push your hair behind your ear. instantly, like jason taught you, you grabbed the knife under your pillow and went to slash at the intruder but the knife made a thud as it hit the floor.
a hand, gently, wraps around your wrist.
you blink your eyes awake, taking in the person in your home.
jason.
no. itâs another dream.
âyouâve gotta be quicker than that, sweetheart.â
you donât speak, still taking in whatâs going on. the light from the moon just barley shows his face.
âhey donât cry baby, itâs okay.â
you back away, unable to take another hallucination.
âno.. this isnât real. you canât be here. i havenât found you yet.â
âiâm right here, baby.â
shaking your head, you back into the corner of your bed, making yourself as small as you can.
âno, i have to find him. i have to find jason!â
âlook at me, sweet girl.â
you canât tear your face from your arms, so he softly pulls your face up with both hands, wiping your tears,
âiâm right here. iâm not going anywhere ever again.â
the closer he is, the more you notice the difference in his features.
the j on his face, the scars, but his eyes,
his sweet beautiful eyes still look at you with love.
âiâm so sorry.â you give in, real or not, you hug him.
he hates it, after everything heâs been through he canât take the affection. but for you? for you heâd do anything.
so he lets you cry into him, squeezing him tight, even if he canât be the jason you loved, he holds you all the same.
sobbing into his chest, âi tried so hard to find youâ
âi know you did sweetheart, i saw the room. but it wasnât your job to find me.â
âdonât say that, youâre the love of my life. i would rather die than stop looking.â
âyou did good.â
âi didnât. you still had to find me.â
âiâd climb out of my grave and crawl back home to you, iâll always find you.â
âplease donât let this be a dream.â
âiâm right here.â
he holds you until the sun rises, rocking back and forth slightly. heâll tell you about it all later, for now, he just wants you close.
edit: i will be making this into a fic later ;p
#á° honeywrites#jason todd#jason todd x reader#jason todd x you#arkham knight#arkham knight x reader#arkham knight x you
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okay okay okay thoughts/excited ramblings about the wicked movie under the cut bc i've seen it and now i'm insane about it again
let's be real it's kinda hard to fumble the opening number of a musical especially when that opening number is no one mourns the wicked and yet i was still absolutely blown away it was SO GOOD
the lil munchkins running, the singing in the streets, the posters of the witch (side note all the artwork was insanely good and just added so much to the style of oz i feel like) it was all so awesome
NOMTW becomes so sinister and they nailed it
obligatory emotional babbling about glinda standing alone in the crowd as everyone sings 'the wicked's lives are lonely'
before i left for the theater i was like 'take your bets on if i'll cry' and my roommate and i agreed that yeah obviously i would. but what i didn't expect is for ariana's sad face to knock me out in five minutes flat. i was done for
the effigy. holy shit. and handing the torch to glinda. i want to go see the whole thing again just so i can rewatch that scene. my heart still hurts
(also nanny! sort of not really. but i liked the childhood scenes i liked that elphaba had one (1) good thing in her life before shiz)
SHIZ okay shiz honestly shiz was the thing i was most excited for bc c'mon, we don't write about our gothic magic school all the time in fic for nothing. and honestly it was so good. the shots of the whole castle! the library design! the balcony moments and the stairways and just like the layers of architecture and the way morrible could kind of be anywhere at any time. the way it felt so grand and yet so small at the same time. idk man the vibes were good and the set was beautiful
glinda arriving by boat was magical that's all
the way everything dillamond had was tailored to him was fantastic it was so good
actually i want to shout out the library set design again and how it tied into the clockwork theme that never gets fully called out even in the musical but it's still so good
where's my time dragon clock tho
also back up the scene where elphaba loses her temper in the courtyard--when she breaks the relief of the wizard, there's old artwork of Animals behind it and i gasped out loud when i saw it
and that was the first moment i thought 'this is brilliant but i still want an hbo dark fantasy political drama tv show based on the book'
speaking of the dark fantasy political drama tv shows, the Animal meeting!! i'm so glad they put more stuff like that in there
actually as a whole the movie felt more grounded and less comedic than the musical. i think they did a fantastic job of keeping the magic and silliness and charm and wonder of the show while still adding those extra bits of drama and dire circumstances
anyway gelphie fic prank wars trope is officially canon great work everybody handshakes all around. i was cackling (silently. i promise i'm a respectful moviegoer)
the ozdust ballroom being illegal makes so much sense. it being underwater was fucking cool. boq and nessa were actually really great and i usually don't care about them at all during this scene
also i love love love nessa and i cannot wait to see more of her. but showing her multiple times on the sidelines when elphie was being humiliated was such a good choice. the tension between nessa obviously caring for her sister yet always caring for herself more is so delicious and i always want to see it fleshed out more, and i think they did such a good job with her? her and elphaba have sweet moments which i love, and her wanting to be independent and only elphaba really understanding that is so so good. and having her just watching elphaba for so long before finally saying she can't watch. god i can't wait to see her be desperate and selfish and cold in act 2, it's gonna be so good
side note boq also looking upset by elphie being bullied. i miss my brotp man
but let's talk about what's most important: the gelphie dance. because oh my god i started crying all over again. so did elphaba. and glinda wiping her tears i'm dying i've died oh my god
i always get a little bit surprised when glinda seems more head over heels than elphaba. idk why. but ariana's glinda is absolutely more head over heels than cynthia's elphaba and i loved it
(they just. freaking LEFT the party. just zipped out of there as soon as they hugged. glinda was like hmmm i just realized some things and grabbed elphaba's hand and ran off while the night was young. and fiyero stared after them knowing that he stood no chance whatsoever)
also i'm like 72% sure the guys sitting next to me were a couple? and they both cried during the gelphie dance too and it was a very unexpected but very funny moment of solidarity
i say ariana's glinda is more head over heels and i stand by it but elphaba's fond little smile when glinda was pouting about sharing secrets almost made me start sobbing again they're so GOOD they're so CUTE and she is SO heart eyes for glinda immediately!!!
i need to be sedated i swear
popular was adorable 10/10 no notes absolutely nailed it i loved every second
also glinda sitting next to elphaba in class now. my heart <3
after dillamond gets hauled away (again with this being more violent and dark and those moments of drama coming through more in the movie i loveeee) glinda doesn't sit down until elphaba does
also they had several little moments of elphaba looking to glinda and glinda either shaking her head or nodding. they've been friends for 2 days and they're already having silent conversations i love them <3
the poppy spell? was sick as hell????
another seeing of wicked, another complete sense of bafflement as to why fiyero is there
i say this jokingly but the fiyero and elphaba romance really does feel like a product of the early 2000s especially now that it's on screen rather than on stage. idk maybe that's just the lesbian in me talking though
the train design is also sick but we knew that from the trailers
okay look logically yes i knew idina and kristin would have cameos. but i'd been crying on and off and one short day's magic had already taken hold so they caught me completely off guard. it was great
the wizard stuff was really sweet. and while i was hoping for more time put toward shiz and stuff, i do think those moments did a great job of 1) showing how much elphaba just wants to be loved 2) foreshadowing the wizard being her father and 3) laying the groundwork for her briefly considering working with the wizard in act 2, which is a decision that never quiteee feels right in the show
i love that they put more lore into the grimmerie btw. very cool
the hot air balloon was random but fun. i wonder if it'll come up again in act 2
every time. every damn time glinda starts singing in defying gravity i just want someone to end it right there. glinda grabs the broom, it fades to black, and they both lived happily ever after
fuck
defying gravity taking place at sunset because it's at the end of their one short day of happiness
also UM morrible coming up and hugging glinda when she's crying. exquisite emotional manipulation i'm screaming
elphie! seeing! her! inner! child! i loved the baby elphie scenes even though i prefer creepy 'horrors' elphaba always. but seeing her come back was sooooo fucking good
elphaba only ever relying on herself, in the end
glinda's final 'i hope you're happy' took me out, as it always does, as it always should. and reaching out from the balcony? i'm sobbing again
morrible dragging glinda into the darkness while elphaba flies into the sun! someone fucking help me i'm already wrecked by these two
honestly my biggest complaint is that now i have to wait for part two, i want to see the rest nowwwww
#wicked movie#gelphie#gelphie my beloved oh my god#a bunch of my friends saw it and were like 'it's amazing everyone should see it'#and i was like yeah i mean i trust your opinion#but is it 'i was obsessed with this for some of the most important years of my life#and i hold it with such a reverence that borders on possessiveness' good?#but lemme tell you it was pretty damn amazing and everyone should see it#also side note i think nomtw is my new favorite wicked song
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reading this insanely wonderful piece (?), work (?), analysis (?) by @plutoslvr and really deeply thinking about Kevin leaving after his hand was broken. And just thinking about how fear doesn't always make you a coward, and Kevy, oh Kevy...is the perfect example of that. I don't even remember what happened in cannon or EC at this point so I'm just imagining Jean finding Kevin in the locker room or something and idk falling to his knees in front of him, whispering in French.
"What have they done to you?" and Kevin, ever the perfect piece of property goes
"It was my fault. My fault. I did this. I made him do this." and Jean knows what Riko sounds like. Knows how Riko's words sound when they're forced past Kevin's teeth, but he knows the pain of ignoring them too, of deviating from the script given to them by their Master. And then he looks down again, and he sees so, much, blood. They will kill him. He thinks. He knows. He knows. And as much as he hates Kevin for being number 2, for having the illusion of privilege in this rotted basement, he loves him more. This is the boy he taught French to. This is the boy who whispered corrections to him in the hallway, who pushed him just enough on the court to keep his coveted 3, who tried time and time again to distract Riko from his own maniacal decline. It didn't work. They knew it wouldn't. This is the boy who made him promise to stay. Made him promise to stay alive and showed him every day how to be brave. How surviving every hour made him braver, stronger, truer, than anyone on their court.
"You must leave. Now." And the words were rushed from his lips but he could only see the blood as he said over and over again, maintenant, maintenant, maintenant Kevin. S'il te plait. And Kevin, Kevin who never imagined that this could be his life, who knew only the Court and Exy and Riko, Riko, Riko, shook his head so furiously his vision swam. It was the blood loss, he thought, distantly.
"You cannot play." The words were nothing, it was the truth of them that cut Kevin to the bone. If he couldn't play, he was nothing. He was hardly anything to begin with, not with Riko standing before him, but now? Kevin opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came. Jean, for the first time in a long time, touched his face. Cupped his cheeks and pulled his eyes to his.
"They will kill you. You must go." But Kevin was already shaking his head, already shivering, already crying. His good hand clutched at Jean's forearm, reveling in the warmth. How could someone be so warm in a place this cold, he wondered. But it was Jean. Jean had always been brilliant.
"I can't." And the words were choked from him, and his vision was swimming but Jean was there, holding him up, holding him.
"Two years ago I made you a promise." Jean was quiet now, speaking the words into the scant space between them.
"You made me promise to never take myself away from you. To stay alive." Kevin breathed, and clutched Jean's arm tighter, fighting away the memory of that night, of all the blood.
"You must promise me the same Kevin. Do not take yourself away from me."
"I can't."
"You must." then, quieter, foreheads touching, noses bumping, lips a hair's breadth away. "Leave." Jean breathed in the scent of him, the salt from his tears and the metallic tang of his blood, and even deeper than that, the clovers and the pine and the cinnamon. He looked in his eyes, the greenest things he'd ever since since coming down to this place, and knew it would be the last time. Another breath, just one more, and then,
"Partir."
#aftg#aftg hc#thinking about this on a Tuesday afternoon apparently#forgive the french#i took 7 years of it and am still very very bad at it#sigh#mine#my writing#blind landing#kevin day#jean moreau#riko moriyama
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notes from the nnc s3e1 taping
so back in july hannah @bornforastorm and i went to the taping of the new night court season 3 premiere!!! to the best of my memory, here's what went down:
[spoilers below the cut]
pre show:
taping was on stage 10 of the warner bros lot
hannah and i got there early (as instructed) and were pretty much the only ones in attendance who had actually seen og night court (majority of ppl knew melissa rauch from big bang theory)
which is also wild to me by the way?? why would you go to a taping of a show you have never watched??
anyway
we chatted with a very nice belgian lady and a nice australian couple who had been traveling across the country for the last few months (they gave us mini kangaroo pins)
we were not allowed to have our phones on us (alas) or i would have taken a million pictures
new night court set looks a lot more grimy in person?? which i was surprised by because on tv the show looks so much cleaner than the original did. guess that's due to lighting and whatever goes down in postproduction
hannah and i were one of the first ones in line to go into the studio (we all but shoved our way to the front) and got to sit in the second row
they had a magician named mark sweet who warmed the crowd up with very delightful magic tricks (iirc he was also the opening act for tbbt tapings which is how he got this gig)
from where hannah and i were sitting we had a great view of the courtroom set. abby's chambers set and the cafeteria set and the hospital set were more difficult to see
they played a Here's What Happened So Far On Night Court recap for us to which hannah and i were like [ron swanson voice] we know more than you
when larroquette came out for the curtain call opening my vision whited out and i screamed like a maniac
larroquette was very tall and waved cutely and did a peace sign and applauded for melissa and no one else
hannah and i were more insane about that old man than anyone in the whole studio audience
abby's dream sequence scene + julianne's arrival scene:
abby's dream sequence was filmed a previous day; we watched that on tv (it already had the laugh track added)
on the first take of this scene when julianne showed up larroquette did a classic Dan Fielding Yelp and Jumped and hid behind flobert and it was magical to see
this would continue for the rest of the night but on every single take larroquette did something different and it was equally hilarious every time. that man knows how to read a crowd
they told us straight up not to applaud when wendie malick came in as not to distract the actors (or something?? can't remember the reason but i knew she was going to be there so i was not surprised)
gurgslivia canon confirmed (gurgs changed clothes in front of her)
flobert in a wig boston legal reference!!!
when talking about the new prosecutor larroquette did a take where he made an explicit reference to the OG night court pilot (alas i did not write down what it was)
larroquette had to bend down so the makeup people could touch his face up and spritz his hair
larroquette does this little shimmy every time before he gets into character as dan and it's great
great is not a strong enough word actually. seeing him transform into dan fielding before my very eyes was a spiritual experience. i heard colors and smelled sounds.
actors who flubbed the most lines: wendie malick
actors having the most fun with different line readings: larroquette and lacretta and also gary anthony williams
abby's chambers scene:
alternate dan lines: âJuicy little mouseâ âJuicy little spring lambâ
alternate dan lines: âcrocheting a shankâ with hand gesture
fantastic line reading: âmacrame netâ
alternate dan lines: âchicken feetâ âcat brainsâ âwrestling alligatorsâ (then that again but in a more southern accent so it was like 'wrasslin gators')
the cheeto bag julianne was holding exploded on the first take but larroquette went with it like a pro
larroquette did extremely hilarious line readings of Thatâs A Lie every single time
again wendie malick flubbed a lot of lines but she was a champ and got through it
melissa rauch had a lot of fun with the physical comedy in this scene
hospital scene:
julia duffy had soooo much fun slapping melissa rauch
hannah and i SCREAMED when julia duffy implied harry was the father (which i predicted IN MARCH AHAHAHA)
literally i was CLUTCHING hannah's hand. we were losing it
the nice australian couple behind us: .......glad you two are......having fun
melissa rauch once again had fun with the physical comedy
final courtroom scene:
took the longest to film
solid line reading of âa scarf with metaphorical strings attachedâ
some lines were not working during this scene so the writers rewrote them on the spot (and they did not notice my attempt to subliminally get them to hire me for the writers room)
lacretta and nyambi had so much fun during the julianne 'reveal'
when gary anthony williams was dumping the flobert pics out of the bag on one take they got stuck and wouldn't come out and his reaction was very funny
misc:
taping was about four hours long and we were given pizza around the midpoint
saw larroquette chatting with wendie during the breaks very cutely
larroquette swore âgod damn itâ when he flubbed a line (very rare, he was the best of everyone)
larroquette didn't mix much with the cast other than wendie and melissa
larroquette has a book that he carries his scripts in and it looks leather bound and has a ribbon he uses to mark pages (possibly he has this for every script??)
when larroquette reads danâs lines while he's rehearsing, he reads them with danâs scrunched up facial expressions and does danâs mannerisms (dannerisms??)
phill lewis (director of the ep) came up to the audience at one point and asked if there were any fans of suite life and did the âno running in my lobby!!!â line in mosebyâs voice and i shrieked about it
melissa rauch also came up to the audience and said hello and she was very charming
ren bell dialogue coach is hot as fuck
dan rubin was apparently there but we couldnât see him
larroquette left immediately after curtain call (he does his job gets that paycheck and goes home god bless)
larroquette looked sooooo good in that suit
they filmed some scenes the day before our taping (dream sequence + cafeteria scene) and added a laugh track to them?? but then played them for us so our laughs would be dubbed over the laugh track?? no clue how that works
from what we saw the writers seem to be all relatively young, 20s and 30s (we gotta get more older writers in there for johnâs sake)
the best non larroquette actors are easily lacretta and gary anthony williams (who is so funny and needs to be a series regular asap)
wendie malick flubbed a lot of her lines but she is apparently new to filming in front of an audience and she seemed very charming and funny; there were vips in the audience who were friends of hers and she came up and said hi to them
speaking of vips the perks they get include getting to keep their phones on them, being more likely to win prizes from the opening act magician (more on that below), and getting to hang with the actors after the show
melissa rauch impressed me, i think she is really settling into this role and i am excited to see what she does with abby this season
after they had to stop a take bc someone flubbed a line larroquette said something bitchy-funny (âthis is what happens when you-â) but we couldnât hear the rest of it
larroquette was doing all the physical comedy his 76 year old self was willing to do and he was amazing
overall seems to be a tight crew and cast god bless
in between takes mark sweet the magician would entertain us and also offered us the chance to win night court merch in exchange for us doing silly things. and at one point mark sweet was giving away signed copies of the script to anyone who had a special talent. so i came up and he had someone from the front row be my assistant. so i said to my assistant okay close your eyes. now reach your left hand out and grab the folder with the scripts out of mark sweet's hand.
i was shameless and got what i wanted :)
anyway overall incredible experience. i came out of there beaming like the joker and with enough energy to pick up a car and throw it five hundred yards. were it not for the laws of this land (aka me living in wisconsin) i would go to tapings every single week.
#night court#new night court#personal#beautiful mutuals#had so much fun that weekend!! got to see my dear friend hannah in person and also my beloved larroquette in action
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You should stay away from me. I'm no longer with the gang. I didn't agree. Our boss already agreed four years ago. Pull over and let me out of the car. I'm your boss!
KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 01 / Ep. 09
#kiseki: dear to me#kisekiedit#kdtm#kiseki dear to me#ai di x chen yi#chen yi x ai di#nat chen#chen bowen#louis chiang#chiang tien#jiang dian#userspring#uservid#userrain#userspicy#userjjessi#pdribs#*cajedit#*gif#again. INSANE that they opened the show with this and then were like. 'these are side characters' like. NO! (& wild how the finale was 90%#them being happy while zherui was getting stabbed. like. clearly the writers knew who the true main characters were lmaooo)#ok anyway i honestly really love the breath chen yi lets out once he gets the door shut. like. its real. its happening.#the RELIEF as well as the determination to have ai di for real in front of him again#and also insane that the first time they touch after four years is chen yi putting ai di's whole body over his shoulder#like. last time they touched was ai di touching chen yi's hair while he slept#does anyone else think about that. does anyone think about the fact that the last time they touched was when they slept together#does anyone else think abt what ai di is experiencing trying to keep chen yi from touching him#but also loving him for coming to pick him up from prison. do you think about the combination of ai di's desperation and dread#compared to chen yi's desperation and relief. like does anyone else think about the combination of gentle and rough or just me#i made half of this while on an airplane yesterday thats how insane for them i am <3
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why are so many adventure time fans just straight up stupid. about how stories work. and i dont even mean kids i mean like adult fans just with the absolutely dumbest takes
#i was watching a streamer react to f&c which ok i admit i brought this upon myself#but oh my godddddd#''i think farmworld finn's wife was pb'' even ignoring that one of his kids looks exactly like human huntress wizard WHAT#WHY IN THE HELL WOULD THAT BE TRUE. AFTER THEYVE SPENT S I X S E A S O N S SHOWING WHY PBXFINN COULD NEVER BE A THING#LITERALLY SEVERAL SEASONS SHOWING 1-PB WILK NEVER LIKE FINN BACK THEY ARE INCOMPATIBLE 2-FINN HAS MOVED ON HE HAS ACCEPTED THAT AND GOTTEN#OVER HIS CHILDHOOD LOVE ON HER AND ONLY AFTER THAT THEY WERE ABLE TO FORM A FRIENDSHIP#THATS LIKE ONE OF THE MAIN THINGS OF THE SHOW#WHY THE FUCK WOULD THEY TAKE THAT BACK AND MAKE HIM HAVE FUCKING KIDS WITH HER IN AN ALTERNATE UNIVERSE?????????#''did prismo just die in the end of episode 4??? oh no what a mystery'' oh yeah dude they totally killed off one of the most important#characters in like 5 seconds with almost no ceremony. without even acknowledging it. thats totally how character deaths work#this is totally plausible#''what the fuck im gonna get so mad of simon actually becomes ice king again'' ARE YOU STUPIDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD#HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD OF ''CREATING A CONFLICT AND THEN RESOLVING IT''#HOLY FUCKING SHIT#sorry this is making me go insane a little bit.#adventure time#fionna and cake#every time i see some guy mention pbxfinn and a thing that could have happened i fly into a rage. you are so fucking stupid. you have the#mental capabilities of a child. never open your mouth again.#as a thing* that could have happened
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#worf opens their big mouth#i have so much to say about her.#also i am about to go off on a ramble but i actually hate the implication that sheâs âjust a stereotype programmed by mephoneâ#like i am sure she STARTED a stereotype (âbright personalityâ n all that) but shes more than that!!!#and ive seen people question why she was so calm when people were dying around her but thatâs just how she is!!!#she is coping!!! hard!!!!! if you put her ass back on the lie detector again she would be failing in ep16.#and also just from a meta perspective it would be really boring if a character stayed the same the whole show .#inanimate insanity#inanimate insanity spoilers#DO YOU SEE WHY SHES MY FAVORITE âŒïžâŒïžâŒïž#AUGHHHH
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what I often think about is abandoned blogs .....you never know about the owner, there must be so many blogs who used to run is dead now, became a millionaire, or lost everything while gambling, or is living in the woods far from everyone theyve ever known, or is in jail. there's infinite possibilities of reasons why they aren't active anymore, that makes me go insane
#most of the time is probably how you just grow out of things#but isnt it wild that we will never have an answer unless they show up (and selfishly saying ruin the infinite)#they couldve been hunt or been hunting#killed by a serial killer or started another blog without telling anyone#perhaps they lost the password but perhaps theyre living in the country side of bangladesh perhaps they started a traveling insta account#maybe they become famous or worse tiktok famous and quit their old social medias#WHO KNOWS#maybe they were so busy with daily life they never opened their blog again in years but it still logged on their browser if they remember -#it existed - just like when you find and old diary in your hometown closet you had no idea you had#maybe they found happiness outside of internet#knowing i dont have control and all the answers make me go insane
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#guess whos back in therapy bby đ#the lady i saw was nice. 1st appointments r always a lotta blah blah blah so much to cover#and im always like bleh whatever im not that bad but when u put it all down on paper it is sorta a lot lol#i got the comment. hm u seem to kno a lot abt the dsm. and like listen. i have been meticulously categorizing my problems for the last 4#years. and i like to learn so ya kno. also said yea it sounds like u r having hypomanic episodes.#and asked if bipolar was a possibility and like if i was bipolar that would absolutely blow my god damn mind. im pretty sure its just pmdd#but whatever. im open to the possibility. mostly i wanna hear someone else perspective on this#i feel like im collaborating on a project. like gimmie ur notes i wanna see if were on the same track. bc im insane like that#i always feel bad when they apologize for asking invasive questions. like neh its fine. i got nothin to hide and i dont give a fuck#also i told a class of my peers that my distraction from research is drawing narut0 fan art. again bc i do not#give a single fuck. Professors response: hopefully we get to see it some day. bro. if u ask me i will show u. i do not care#i mean. probably nothing too weird but i feel like most of my stuff is safe to share. i just come off looking like a weeb i guess#but yea back in therapy bc my mum reminded me bc the ppl around me irl r also worried for my well-being based on my behavior lol#i mean its just bc i complain that im in like psychological pain a lot. so lots and lots of bitching abt my brain ^^#the lady i saw did fall a lil bit into my trap. like what woulf ur life look like if u had everything under control? bc it seems like ur#here and ur starting a phd what more do u want? and im like mwahaha but u see i can do school#i can do school so good. i am the best at school and thats it. i am otherwise barely functional#so i can be successful on paper and dysfunctional when it comes to having a life :-]#but whatever. well see what she wants to follow up on next week bc i threw a lot at her#also went to my office for the 1st time. it is really nice to sit in a working lab and watch ppl interact. but also i do feel like im#dying if i try to sit in that room with 2 other ppl lol. so well see how it goes. i may find somewhere else to hide#unrelated
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i think about asian link all the time. theyre asian to me like... "oh its not realistic theyre pale and blue eyed and blond" do u wanna know whats unrealistic. in the legend of zelda series thats fantasy/adventure. the way no ones just moved out of hyrule already just make a bridge and leave!!!! place keeps getting overrun!!! leave!!!!!!!!
#loz#once someone said i draw my links weird. they have such soft jaws. wide noses. angled eyes. what could it possibly be i wonder#things that drive me insane. balls to the walls apeshit#i still have a screenshot of that convo bc it was so nuts to me. its like i didnt periodically talk about it in the lu server w them#and my hcs kept getting hijacked by ppl talking about scottish westerner link hcs like thats nice! love u have ur hcs!! but cmon.#every single time. every? single time?#even in the lu au server when i was detailing out like hey this au is based on an explicitly set in japan game so like. theyre japanese#oh nooo theyre white and irish and scottish and welsh to you. congrats but now isnt the time to say that??#i think a lot of my lu experiences wouldve gone better if ppl were more. socialized#not in the neurotypical way of whatever that nonsense is but in the. yes showing engagement by relating ur own hcs is fine#but also express interest in what im saying instead of just taking over the convo to talk about ur own take only without acknowledging me#god. once i was like trans link! and someone came up and said thats an hc i dont like bc when canon not trans are trans my brain goes brr#the way they said it was so . ??. u come into My Channel in My Category for My AU and say#god bless their heart they were Trying i think. bc they did say they wanted to keep an open mind. but Really??????????#i dont always communicate the best either so i try not to be harsh or bitchy abt it. but man. man.#i got off topic again. theyre asian to me. theres no norway or germany in hyrule and probably not japan either so its a moot point but#theyre asian!! thanks.
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every single day i log onto this app with hannibal on the brain is one day closer to my inevitably 5k word essay on the similarities and differences between zenoswol & hannigram. these are not at all related but they are both part of my special interests so they are now
#sonething something mutual destruction & love through violence & affection/hatred &-#but also something about how zenos assumes a lot which hannibal tends to leave up to will. statements & questions. therapist & enemy.#the difference in setting. the all of it. i am going insane thinking about this and i am alone jn this#its the autism.#it is 4 am i have exams tomorrow i should not still be awake but im THINKING. AGAIN.#also the way hannigram definitely affected the way i viewed zenos like. in general#aromanticism also factors into this#i like exploring my own psychology its like pretending to feel my emotions by being aware of them#surviving things they shouldnt?? doing things that in a normal person relationship would be absolutely horrible???#(idk whether hijacking someones body to kill their friends or trying to saw someones head open is worse)#(but neither of those things really seem like a healthy thing to do)#the whole 'idk what this emotion is so im killing you' vibe. 'try to kill me you are the first and only one i want to die to'#theyre like cats bringing home dead mice. i dont want ur dead mouse but i know you do it out of love so thanks man. pls stop tho#also one of my ocs (tma oc actually) served the end & sacrificed those they loved to it.#killing as a form of love. not a mercy kill (tho ive used that as well!) but just.#fucked up little guys who believe that killing someone is the ultimate show of love. who cannot see past the violence#oughhhhh#i miss my tma oc they were cool i should go back to them
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#WANNA PLAY PSYCHO KILLER? t. fushiguro
â sum. you know girl, usually when someoneâs about to get stabbed, they screamânot moan. ghostface is supposed to be scary, intimidating, terrifying. but what happens when heâs tall, hot, and has a scar that runs down the right side of his lip? maybe his motive this time was to make you scream out his name in another way. welcome to act three.
wc. 7.0k
warnings. fem! reader, ghostface!toji, pwp, roleplay, unprotected, slight dacryphÄ«lia, glove / mask kink, scream spoilers + references, dumbification, knÄ«fe play, biting, he's crazy but your pĂșssy's crazier, fÄ«ngering, riding his face mask, hair pulling, first time squÄ«rt, cunnÄ«lingus, pĂșssy drunk toji, spÄ«t, praise, dirty talk, petnames.
†kinktober mlist.
ânow girl, what the fuck was that,â a husky voice that sounds a bit muffled murmurs out to you. youâre laid on the ground, quite literally seeing the life flash before your eyes as the edge of his jagged knife glimmers against the ceiling light. peeking one open, youâre met with the covered soulless eyes of an infamous ghostface mask, and heâs tilting his head at you. âdid i hear ya right?â
as he hovers over you, you speak in a breathy voice. growing sheepish, you glance away. âum, hear what?â
âyou moaned, doll,â he replies, and the cottony flaps of his costume brush against your skin the closer he gets. as the coolly aerating air turns dead silent for a few moments, you could hear the sounds of his irregular breaths â deep sinister breaths . . and for some reason, it makes your thighs clench, and not in fear. âright as i said i was gonna gut ya like a fish,â and your own breathing hitched once his gloved finger strokes down your lip. âand i put the knife riiiiiight down here,â he slowly drags the prop down your nearly torn top, âyou moaned right as i was about to strike. why?â
âi think . . youâre hearing things,â you rub the back of your neck, but you left off yet another moan the second he slides a knee between your legs.
ânah,â the masked man jibes, and itâs as if heâs staring right through your clothes. with a gloved hand he pulls up his mask, only showing part of his face. he pulls it down inches below his nose as you glance at his scarred lips that show. âthink i heard quite well, princess,â and he slowly grazes the soft end of the knife further and further down your skin. âbesides, like i said earlier. . i wanna play a gameâand we can start with me asking,â and he pauses, leaning up close to your shell of your ear, warm breath tickling against your lobe. âyouâre not wearing panties right now, are ya, princess?â
right at his wordsâyour thighs stuck together and you felt a shiver run down your spine. itâs cold, and it made your eyebrow twitch at how insanely turned on you were.
usually, most people would scream or runâhell, even fight back. but itâs different when itâs you.
as he continued to straddle over you, you could have sworn you saw this movie before. .
and now, here you wereâhelpless indeed and on the floor as he hovers his weight over you, waving a his knifeâ(a knife that looks like a sort of cheap knockoff version of the one michael myers walks around with) in your face while his other hand mockingly cups your cheek.
âand if iâm not?â you mumble, fixating your eyes solely on the hole parts that shield his eyes.
itâs like you were staring at empty black voids, and no matter how hard you squinted â you just couldnât see him at all. all you could make out was white and black plastic mask, and as he tilts his head again, heâs returning the gaze. fuck, each time he head tilts and cocks his head to a certain degreeâitâs like heâs challenging you, taunting you even, and youâd constantly feel your thighs squeeze together tighter and tighter.
âah, well,â he thinks for a moment, feeling his covered eyes bore at your body. in his mind, you looked so pretty sprawled all out and underneath him. with your chest heaving in and out as he continues to strum his gloved fingers down your exposed skin, he hums.
âmaybe iâd just have âta take a look for myself,â and your breath hitches again once he slowly drags the whetted edge of the knife down your polka dot blouse. with a loud tearing âshiiiiekâ, a few of your buttons go loose as heâs easily dividing through the fabric with the blade. âcute, iâm assuming youâre not wearinâ a bra either,â and you felt yourself throb the moment he pauses his hands, staring at your perked tits. âphew,â he whistles, giving your pretty physique a nice three second stare. ânice rack.â
âyou . . arenât gonnaââ
ââwhat, kill ya? oh, no doll. now that wouldnât be fun,â he purrs, finishing your sentence.
it was almost embarrassing at how your body responded to him. you didnât just wanted more, you craved it. staring right back at you were those same dark holes of a mask that you desperately wanted to see his true identity.
just who was he?
but judging from his voice though, it was a raspy low. . somewhat sounding of a way of smoker would speak. the voice sounded a bit older and of courseâhe had the body shape of a fucking tank.
as he lets off a low sigh, he shrugs his broad shoulders. âyouâre too pretty for that. besides, iâm hard ân that little moan you did nearly ruined me if iâm beinâ honest.â
as a small impish smile forms against your glossed pursed lips, your nerves lessen. you stare up at the man before exhaling slight sudden relief. so you were gonna be in the sequel, score.
âso . . . what, is this the part where iâm supposed to beg for my life, mr. ghostface?â you had nothing really to lose, so why not play around with him for a bit â reverse psychology.
âactually,â he clicks his tongue, swiping a thumb down the keen edge of his dagger. itâs an eerie dead pause that whistles in the air once his gloved hands brush against your skin before he continues.
âthis would be the part where you scream,â and as he presses his mask all the way against face, heâs so close that you get a glimpse of his scarred lips that poke underneath the cover. âbut fuck it. since yâer not scared yet, guess iâll have âta get that heart racinâ one way or another.â
and tojiâwho was apparently his name, does this in no other way but propping himself right between your legs.
long story short, everything escalated quickly. so quickly that one minute you were on the floor quote and quote âfearingâ for your life and the next . . ? you find yourself being tossed on your velveteen cushioned sofa, voluntarily spreading your legs out for him like some slut out of a cheesy predictable horror movie.
if you were being completely honest, the real killer was his tongue . . because for the life of you, you just couldnât get over how sloppy he moved it in different directions.
toji kept his mask on the entire time, but itâs pulled up just a tad bit to where youâre only getting a tiny glimpse of the lower part of his face. the fabric just barely shields the bottom part of his nose as his scarred thin lips press their way against your sopping folds.
âfuuuck,â youâd whimper, preferring this over death any day.
right away, you spot the scar that slashes straight down the right side of his lip and itâs a small but attractive feature. every few seconds, heâd purposely smear that part of his mouth against your cunt, earning out a candied âooh!â from you. within seconds, your numbed thighs were already starting to stick together â like glue.
letting off a sharp drawn out gasp, you glance near your nightstand and the alarm that sits above it. the time was a quarter past two . . and well, some would ask how youâd even get yourself in this situation.
truth is, you didnât really know either but you damn sure werenât exactly complaining either. toji found you a bit strange though.
usually people would run from him but you . . you moaned right as you were about to meet your maker. weird, and heâs heard countless screams but never once like yours. thatâs kind of because yours wasnât even a scream, it was a literal moan.
and he wanted to hear more and more of it.
it intrigued him â you intrigued him, and he sort of wants to make you scream in a whole other way though, especially since heâs got you right where he wants. sprawled all out, legs fucking spread . .
âdo you . . have to keep this stupid thing on?â you breathlessly grouse, a cute pout curling against your lips as your hands grab the top of his head.
it sort of irked you how he kept his ghostface mask on the entire duration heâs positioned between your legs. with a tight grip, you yank him forward and he groans against your cunt. toji peppers sloppy kisses against your pudgy folds before staring up at you, a faint smirk twisting against his own lips. huffing out an annoyed exhale, you grump. â âs not like âm gonna turn you in or anything. i never even found ghostface scary anywaââ
toji snickers. âyeahhh, right,â and you shiver, watching with low hooded eyes as he gathers a glossy string of spit in his mouth.
as your legs quivered from the single grip of one of his hands, he spits right on your teary pussy, watching the lustrous trail of slime drag down his chin. âiâll think about it,â and he laps his own mess right up, dexterously creating nasty slosh sounds with his exaggerated smacking lips.
with a teasing pat of his gloved hand, he smears the slick puddle that rests on your entrance before humming. âcute, seems like yâer pussyâs tryna seduce me though.â
you let off a whimper, not knowing how long your legs could remain open as heâs toying with your clit. fat clothed fingers drag their way down your slobbering cunt, drawing various circles and shapes around your knobbling nub as a breath snatches from your full lungs. âs- shit, spit on it âs more,â youâd weep, feeling your own lips part into a curling âoâ shape as youâre in carnal awe.
ânow, doll,â heâd whisper against your folds, slurping you clean and savoring the taste of your bittersweet fervor on his tongue.
toji brings two thick fingers toward the outer part of your clit before it slowly starts to disappear inside. itâs like a magic trick â you watch them slowly disintegrate inside of your sopping cunt and you whimper, feeling them curl their ways inside.
as heâs preparing to pump both digits inside, your tummy caves in and you let off a sweet moan the second his long digits start to scissor inside of you. âsince âm gonna spare ya, i think itâs time we set some ground rules,â and as his hot breath continues to fan against your twitching sexâyour grip tightens near the top part of his mask. âdonât tell me how to eat, yeah?â
a timid whimper was your response and you watch how his lips carve into a haughty smile. with a second thought, toji spanks your cunt and he hums, hearing the wet back-talking chatter of squelches leave from your pussy.
as youâre twitching and pulsating from the tender stimulationâyou feel him starting to lay his long tongue flat. starting from bottom to top, he eats out your cunt as if it was served to him on a silver fucking platter. âafraid âm gonna need an answer, little girl.â
ây- yes,â you let off a soft shrilling gasp, feeling his callused fingertips prod deep inside your gummy clenching walls. tojiâs gloved digits felt scorchingly warm inside you, and with just a swift motion, he twirls them âround and âround, barreling each long inch inside of your pretty pussy.
god, if his fingers were this long, you only imagined imagined what his dick would feel like. the feeling alone made your stomach flutter uncontrollably as your teeth sink into the skin coating your bottom lip.
this was bad, this was really really bad . .
you were probably breaking every cliche horror movie rule in the book . . or in this case, the script. you were supposed to run, not open your legs. but, whatâs the saying? you only live once, and thatâs if you survive his tongue.
toji was ruthless.
his head moves back and forth as he munched on your pussy, playfully nipping the pearly edges teeth against your clit. each time he does that, youâre sensitive and you whine out a sweet battle cry, rutting your hips further into his greedy slick mouth. your legs nearly suffocated him but he didnât care, and each long stripe that he creates with his sticky tongue earns out a bundle of whiny whimpers from you.
you had no panties on, and he was basically eating you out with nothing but a skirt thatâs pulled up toward your waistâclinging against your jerking, active hips. âfuck, âm gonna cum,â you abruptly gasp, feeling your legs already starting to weaken.
by this point, heâs not even eating your pussy anymore, heâs damn near making out with it. tojiâs making out with your pussy â with tongue, and lots lots of it.
heâs creating darting motions with the pointed tip of his tongue, barely batting a single lash of an eye that his chinâs starting to glimmer with sheeny slick. your sheeny slick. as you occasionally look down, you only see that same part of his face thatâs shownâbut it makes you throb regardless, just imagining just what he really looked like.
you knew he was tallâthat much was apparent, a strong burly build and a cocky persona to match.
âyeah? give it to me then,â he interrupts your thoughts as a wolffish grin spreads across his lips like butter.
tojiâs thick fingers resume to mercilessly plummet in and out of you and he feels his jaw locking. your tasteâhe couldnât get enough of it, and pretty soon heâs the epitome of pussy drunk.
you tasted so sweet, and you let off a whimper once he pulls up his mask just a little bit further. âheh,â he huffs out, and he stops it just at the hem of his button shaped nose. as that same wry smirk compresses against his lips, you spot his dimples stretching out near the corners. leaning all the way in, toji gives your cunt a three second sniff before cupping his lips over your pulsating cunt. âmmphâactually, hold on doll.â
as youâre panting heavily, a look of confusion marinates against your features once you watch him prepare to take off his mask. with a bubbly âpopâ, toji slowly slides his fingers out of you before glancing at your impatient face.
âah ah, close âem,â he clicks his tongue, watching your pretty clit twitch at his demand.
you pout, feeling a brief sting as youâre being delayed of your long awaited release. with a cute sigh, you place a hand over eyes, your vision turning completely dark. âgood girl . . now,â he huffs lowly, and you hear a bit of shuffling. toji sits you up and you feel something place underneath your legs. his voice was close, and it sounds like heâs near the side of you. âcum on my mask, pretty girl. can ya do that for me?â
âuh, okay,â you shakily reply, feeling him prop up your hips to sit right up against the ghostly mouth part. itâs eerily carved into a long hanging oval shape and you moanâfeeling how warm it was from the front. it makes you pulse, knowing that his mouth was just behind that exact spot a few seconds ago.
even though your eyes were still covered with your own hand, you feel a daunting chill run down your spine yet again, sensing his cold haunting presence.
whoever he was, he was watching you right now, get off . . on his mask.
you let off a quiet moan as your hips started to rut against the propped plastic. you were drenched, and a bit of slick sticks down against your thighs.
toji feels his dick strain in his ripped jeans as he openly stares like a stalker â pretty, you looked so pretty like this. grinding your sweet cunt against the mask he wears on a daily. now that he thinks about it, itâd be a pretty good souvenir.
âtouch yourself too,â heâd rasp, kneeling down closer to you. toji gets behind you, and you whimper once you feel the frigid edge of his knife slowly drag down your skin. he starts a trail, and heâs safe surprisinglyâmaking sure to not nip your skin, but itâs close enough to where you feel the coldness of the steel.
as your needy whines pitch louder, you find yourself now guiding a hand near your bouncing breasts. a bit of the ripped fabric of your blouse runs against your fingertips and toji feels himself getting more hard just watching you. âyeah, baby. thatâs it. get my fuckinâ mask wet so i can taste it after.â
âtojiiii, âm cummingâfuck,â and as heâs got one of his own hands grabbing onto your left tit, you end up finishing.
youâre cutely hysterical, creaming all on the mouth part of his mask as shame swells in your chest. ângh, fuck fuck.â you babble, your thighs submitting defeat as he pulls you back against his chest. it felt hard, and you couldnât help but imagine how built he probably was.
toji presses a cold kiss near the left side of your neck. his frigid lips makes you whimper as your head tilts to the left.
his touch . . you only wanted more, and he could tell from the way that the hand that was at first cupping your breast now starts to reach toward his wrist. âatta girl,â he whispers, and right as you were about to remove your other hand off your eyes, he places his own back over your face. ânice try, sweetheart. gotta be patient.â
you continue to pout, and toji slides the drenched front part of his mask from underneath your legs and brings it up to his lips. âmhm, would ya look at that,â and as youâre panting on his chest, still frantic from your recent orgasm, you hear him cleaning it off with his tongue.
he trails his tongue to where your cunt sat against the mouth part, lapping it up and relishes in your sweet taste entirely. âfuck, sweetest thing iâve had in a while.â
you dig your nails into his thigh as youâre trying to get over your high, speaking in a needy voice.
ât.. toji,â and he finds it cute how youâre speaking through gritted teeth. he could tell you were annoyed with him, how you werenât fond of his teasing at all.
âhm, what is it?â he replies, giving his mask a satisfied glance once he finishes. it shines in the dim lightâand he licks his lips as the right side of his mouth twitches into a devious simper.
âcan . . can i have a kiss?â and the words came out of your mouth oh so sweetly.
you donât know what came over you, but your body was just fed up. something was screaming at you, hollering at you to get a taste. you throbbed, secretly yearning to feel his lips crash on yours. the entire time he was buried between your legs, it was all you thought about, constantly.
toji hums, tilting his head as he faces you. âa kiss, huh?â and heâs still got a hand covering your eyes.
he ponders about it for a while before a low guffaw leaves from his thin lips. âaw, you want a taste of yourself too, donât you dirty girl?â and once you shamelessly nod in response, tojiâs shoulders drop. âfine, youâll get that kiss. câmere,â
and you could feel him inching closer and closer closer. tojiâs cologne was loudâitâs a manly musk of what you think was rosemary and cedarwood.
it practically blinds the insides of your flared nostrils the more he closes the awkward distance between you both. your cuntâs pulses start to quicken before heâs merely just inches away from your lips now. âstupid, stupid girl,â he pulls your bottom lip down with a gloved finger, and thatâs when he stares at your pretty plump lips before whispering. âbeg me.â
âiâm not gonnaââ
âno beg, no fuckinâ kiss,â he cuts you off, and you grumble. it was almost embarrassing at how your pussy gave away your true dirty feelings. you continued to twitch, and you let off a defeated sigh once his smears a thumb over your wet lips.
âplease . . please, kiss me,â and as you speak, he continues to softly caress the curvature of your mouth. you could hear him breathing from behind the mask. it was short raspy breaths and what would usually frighten most people, turned you on.
toji runs a hand through his jet black tresses before a cunning smirk pierces the corners of his lips. âthatâs more like it,â and his lips were almost touching yours â almost, a mere breath away.
you could never get over how deep his voice. itâs as if he didnât need a voice changer like the ones theyâd always use in the movies. his was naturally just as gritty, just as husky.
âobedient . . good,â and as he playfully licks near your bottom lip, toji grunts, âmouth, open.â
you moan, feeling his hand reach between your legs, squeezing your pussy. once your lips part and your mouth opens, toji spits right inside, staring as your cute tongue tries to catch it all.
itâs quick, and before you knew it â his lips hurriedly crash onto yours. within seconds, teeth starts to clash amongst each other and you helplessly whine in his mouth. this, this was what you wanted. a kiss.
one gloved hand of his remains covered over your eyes whilst another snakes its way between your legs. tojiâs rubbing against your cunt, feeling your cute hips grind against him as you try to squirm and writhe. you were still so tender. his mouth was cold, and you canât help but moan at the literal taste of yourself washing back against your tongue.
you feel his scar that slants down the right side of his lip rub off against your lips and his lips curve into a sly smirk. ânasty girl,â he murmurs between hot kisses, and you gasp once he starts to maneuver quicker circles against your cunt.
you were soaked already, still sensitive from your recent release but thatâs when he lies you back down. as you fall down on the sofa, toji deepens the kiss for a few extra seconds, abruptly pulling away. a pretty decorated string of glittery saliva tugs away from both lips and he wipes your wet mouth, snickering. âsuch a damn baby. got me spoilinâ you already, tch.â
heâs still got your eyes covered, but thatâs right when you reach out . . not expecting your hand to grab near his hardened bulge that hides underneath his cloak.
toji pauses, staring at you before you squeeze it and he groans. âwhat now, doll? still not satisfied?â
âfuck me,â you murmur, but itâs more of a pathetic whine.
you didnât care anymoreâyou were at your wits ends. the erotic two words and six letters easily flowed past your lips as if you were dying to say it for the longest, and in this case â you were.
tojiâs amused more than anything, and heâs well aware that youâre far not like the others.
this wasnât just a usual psycho killer versus helpless victim, this was something more . .
âstrong words, baby,â he purrs against your ear, licking a stripe down your neck. toji holds your weak rickety hips in place, still shielding your eyes with his palm before showering a good part of your collarbone with a plethora of sloppy kisses.
uh oh, he was starting to get attached. already, he could feel it . . and he knew you were gonna be nothing but a fucking problem in the long run.
a problem he didnât mind tampering with for a bit.
âsay it again,â he whispers, and this time he picks up his knife once more.
it gradually tears down your blouse all the way from the center, openly staring your tits spring open. âtell me what you want me âta do to you again,â and as his husky voice lowers a single octave within each coarse sentence, you squeeze your thighs together.
toji focuses the edge of his knife against your skin and you shiver, feeling it softly brush against the bristles of hair that coat your skin.
the thing that pissed him off though was that you werenât even scared of him . . no, far from it actually.
you were arousedâhell, maybe even just as crazy as him.
âfuck me, toji.â you repeat, taking it upon yourself to grab the handle of the knife. he raises a brow as he watches, and you bring the wooden end up to your lips, deciding to be a tease and lowering your mouth down it. toji huffs, growing annoyed at your audacity â but fuck, heâs into it.
and all heâs imagining at the moment is your pretty lips thatâs wrapped around the handle of his knife being wrapped around his dick instead. you start sucking on it until it taps near the scaled back of your throat, reaching past the roof of your mouth and he scoffs.
brat.
âgot some nerve, suckinâ on my damn knife, girl,â and he snatches it away, softly turning you around, pushing you near the right arm of the couch.
you gasp, feeling him swat a hand against your bare ass before he grabs your hips. his movements were so fast that you could barely keep up let alone react. âfine, iâll fuck you,â and heâs not covering your eyes anymore.
right as you were about to turn around, toji grabs the back of your neck with a gloved hand, tittering. âdonât try me. eyes forward, head down,â and you moan, feeling him pick your hips upâmaking your rear grind and jostle against his hardening bulge. âass. fuckinâ. up.â
you kiss your teeth, feeling another breath of air leave out your lungs before you whine. tojiâs rough, and heâs got a firm grip against your waist before springing out his dick. he grunts, rolling his eyes as he watches you impatiently wriggle your ass, hoping heâd hurry up already.
âcanât wait, can ya baby?â he utters, stroking his length.
as a thumb of his nearly grazes his throbbing vein, his eyes gaze toward your sopping creamy pussy. all wet, and just for him. the antagonizing wait for him to just fuck you like you wanted became almost unbearable, and the second you feel his tip side-swipe against the entrance of your cunt it was over.
a swollen fat tip smacks vigorously against your pussy, and one smack turns into two, then three, then four. .
as heâs slapping his mushroomy cockhead against your drooling pool of heat, you hear a low chortle from behind you. âgod, sheâs a fuckinâ wet one, ainât she?â and you whine, hearing yourself squelch each time his angry tip whacks against your poor soddened flaps. âwhackâ after âwhackâ and the sounds of his dick slapping against your pussy slowly started to clank through one ear of yours and out the other.
but doing soâthe pulsing sensation between your legs only increased, and by now, you were starting to chew on your tongue.
anticipation was eating away at you as you let off a moan, cutely grumbling. âjust fuck me already.â
âhow âbout i leave you ân let you fuck yourself,â he snaps back, matching your sass.
oh. you werenât really used to someone matching your energyâespecially a masked man walking around in a ghostface mask but well, thatâs besides the point.
tojiâs still got a gloved hand wrapped around his hefty length thatâs covered in lighting-like twitching veins before he groans.
heâs so fucking hard . . and the more he stares at your pretty sobbing cunt, the more he understands why. âdonât think youâd like that now though, would ya?â
ân- no,â you reply truthfully, letting off a pornographic moan once he starts to align himself between your gaping slit.
itâs fat, and you could tell from the feeling of the size of his monstrous tip alone. you sort of wished you were facing him but alas, youâd just have to use your imagination for now. âfuckk,â you breathe, already starting to feel your eyes rolling back.
the stretch, god the stretch. you thought his fingers was something but itâs nothing compared to his cock. your toes were already curling up, and oh, you knew you were fucked.
tojiâs got a few curly black specks of hair that resides near his baseâand as heâs slowly easing himself inside, he feels you tightening. right as you do, you feel a vein that runs down his shaft prod.
he feels it â you feel it, and you both hiss in unison. âgoddamn,â he grumbles, staring as your own sappy slick starts to glue against his sculptured pelvis. tiny glimmering strands stick and tape against his skin all because of you and itâs just messy. toji smacks your ass one more time before lightly pushing your head into the satiny covered pillow. âmove, move those hips or âm gonna pull out, doll.â
âmmphâs- so fuckinâ big,â you babble, bringing a bawled up fist into your mouth.
your sweet moans become muffled as his dickâs gradually expanding through your gummy walls, leaving his very mark with his tip. heâs rummaging through every part of you and you gaspâfeeling your cunt welcome him wholly, your squelches becoming louder and louder. your tummy starts to churn the more he sinks in deeper and your lips form into a cute gasping shape. âoh, fuck. âs gonna break me, toji.â
âpft. donât be dramatic doll,â he purrs, swatting another smack against your ass. the shape brief sting that only lasts for about five seconds makes you moan once your hips finally starts to move.
it takes a few lengthy seconds before with a wet âpopâ, he bottoms out. so . . much . . girth, your empty brain was spinning cogwheels, trying to process just how could a guy be this fucking big.
your reaction to how well he stretched you of course, fueled a good portion of his highly cocky ego.
tojiâs got a hooked curve tooâand you feel it all. toji teasingly gives you one thrust, just one single thrust and you felt like you were gonna snap in half. it was that much power of his hipsâyou felt the wind get snatched out of you and the prettiest moan left from your lips.
biting down on your lip again, youâre feeling all of his hefty length massage the insides of your cunt. milliseconds shortly past before you then start to feel yourself shamelessly drooling on your split knuckles.
âfuck, fuck,â you chant in a quiet mumble, seeing nothing but inky black as your eyelids continue to flutter open and close.
toji had the kind of size that left butterflies in your tummy â a school of them to be specific, and you felt every single inch of him plummet its way inside. as youâre still babbling incoherent whimpers and whines at how snug heâs buried in youâtoji starts to move faster with you.
with two hands, he holds you in place. darkened brows of his crease into a furrow as he sighs. âmhm, atta girl. see, look at you,â and you could hear the playful sarcasm seeping off his tone.
âtakinâ it like a fuckinââchamp,â and right at that last word of his sentence, he starts to roll his hips just a bit quicker.
toji tries to match your berserk movement with his own hips, but he ends up beating your pace entirely. youâre trying to keep up but failing miserably and itâs just so cute. . but your face probably wasnât as cute.
you probably looked a sightâmouth all open, jaw dropped and dangling, eyes bulging, pathetically drooling for more and more and . . you get it.
âhng, harder. fuck me,â you whine, the sound of skin and hips clashing repeating in your ears.
your sloppy cuntâs soaking him from the back, and his backshots were just brutal â killer.
each thrust serves its purpose every time and youâre left speechless. after a while, both bodies start to move rhythmically as your jawâs just dangling.
damn, randy meeks would be shaking his head, tossing ân turning in his grave if he saw this.
under no circumstances . . never ever fuck the masked killer, and yet here you were.
but, who gives a fuck about movies?
you didnâtânot really, and when he had a mean stroke game like toji, you werenât the type to complain. heâs hitting you deep with his fat splitting tip, filthily cruising his hips into you at such precise vigor until youâre just spouting a whole load of nothinâ.
âugh, right there. right fuckinâ there, fuck,â and you let off a cooing mewl once tojiâs hand wraps around your throat.
with a few fingers, he gives you a safe squeeze that earns out a faint gasping croak from the back of your throat. toji uses your neck as leverage as heâs pounding into you rawly, ravaging your insides and all. your pearled clitâs repeatedly getting hit with his plump crown and you gasp, squeaking loudly once he taps against your precious g-spot.
all of a sudden, your brainâs fuzzy and youâre seeing starsâsomewhat like a cartoon character. you were silly, literally being fucked silly. âfuuuck!â and it catches you by surprise.
once he reaches past that cute âlil spongey barrier of yours, it was over.
you were pronounced deadâdead from cock, and pretty soon you were starting to feel yourself go into a lewd white fantasm for a few seconds.
youâre dumb, dumbly fucked stupid from his sloppy enticing hits that you could barely speak coherently. it felt good, it felt so fucking good, and as you feel his heavy base slam back into you again and again, you start to moan. âyeah, i know, i know, baby,â toji huffs, and your cuntâs just addictive. your walls cling onto him tightly, hugging around him like a viceâthreatening to never let go.
your sheer sweltering warmth from the inside makes his head slightly toss back to a certain degree and itâs sexy. if only you were to see it. âgod, clampinâ down on me so good. work those hips baby, yeah. give me a fuckinâ show.â
as you try to match his crazed tempo. . eventually, you start to feel a tender feeling arise in the lower part of your tummy.
its familiar, and you can recognize that hot brewing sensation from anywhere. youâre close, and as wanton shrilling whines continue to drag away from your lips you start to spasm.
âfuuucck, toji somethingâs coming,â you whimper, dragging out your words, and you donât think it was a regular orgasm.
it was far different . . the feeling was equivalent to someone harshly pressing a palm down on your stomach. your eyes squeeze shut before you repeat yourself through quivering glossed lips. âtoji, âm gonnaââ
âyeah yeah, i heard ya,â he maunders, and heâs feeling himself reaching his inevitable peak too.
it doesnât take long before he feels the undersides of his meaty thighs starting to burn with hot intensity. tojiâs fat cock continues to drag in and out of your goopy walls, hearing you squelch over and over him and he snarls. âfuck,â and he punctuates his thrusts, watching as your ass swiftly slams back into him at such speed. his abs that hide underneath his dark cloak tensing. âsame time, baby. finish with me.â
âo.. okay,â you moan, and heâs still got a gloved hand wrapped around your throat the entire time. a thumb of his caresses down your nape, humming at your pretty twitching body underneath him.
itâs a sight heâd love to get used to.
as youâre both chasing your delirious orgasmic peaksâtoji presents to your cunt one final thrust that sends your entire body into a crazed stupefied state. your plush cheek near the left side of your face smushes against the pillow before you whimper, starting to feel yourself spritz on him.
your eyes widen as it happens. a spraying geyser shoots out you as you let goâand oh, youâre soaking toji right with you, glossing his entire cock from the base down.
âoh my god, fuck, fuhâfuck!â you sob in craving pleasure, flapping eyelids sticking together from the pretty glassy tears that start to form. so good, itâs a feeling youâve never felt before and you felt like a weight was gradually being lifted off your shoulders . . including your sweet pussy.
toji finishes seconds later and he groans, stilling his hips against you. creamy velvety bundles of ribbons pours into your cunt and he lets off a low growl. âfuck,â and his hand smacks against your ass again for the nth time.
you felt warm as heâs continuing to spill such a mass amount whilst at the exact same time, youâre drenching his cock â putting faucets to shame at just how damn wet you were.
tojiâs cock eventually turns flaccid and soft as his tip and peeled frenulum spits a good amount, watching your body limp underneath him.
with a sly exhausted grin stretching across his scarred lips, he traces his fingers down your spine. âmy, oh my,â and you whine, finally finishing. toji stares at your body, feeling you weakly writhe your hips before finally submitting defeat. âdid you jus . . fuckinâ squirt on me, pretty girl?â
you did,
and you end up dampening up the cushions of your burgundy colored sofa in the process. you felt like you were floating, panting and heaving ridiculously like a dog. toji brings his hips to a sudden stop, gazing at the ivory wads and ropes of cum that fill inside of your cunt.
slowly but surely . . it starts to race down the crevices of your thighs, splotches of white splattering against your skin. in a dirty, filthy way, itâs pretty â in tojiâs mind at least.
he luxuriated at the sight of you all fucked out and speechless. not a word came from your lips except for the occasional whimpers and moaning sobs that would tear out your throat. you were still arched over, moaning once you feel him slowly starting to pull out. âainât that a pretty sight,â he rasps, hearing his cock sweetly âpopâ out of your creamy fat folds.
youâre oozing out with so so much of his gooey lush cum and it makes him licks his lips. you looked delicious, and he couldnât help but swipe a finger down your runny cunt, bringing his eager digit up to his lips just to get a taste for himself.
toji was a nasty manâbut with the way you tasted, he was even nastier.
as he licks his gloved finger that contains the concoction mess of both sappy liquids, he hums in amusement. âmhm,â and as his leafy viridescent colored eyes linger down towards your cunt, he smears his leaky tip over your pussy.
toji grunts, making sure to paint the entirety of your entrance with his pasty cum that sobs down parched folds. âgood girl, good . . fuckinâ girl.â
toji stays like that for a while, and itâs only after an abrupt pausing moment that he makes you turn around to face him. he makes you lie flat on your back, and there, youâre met with the eyes of a handsome smug man. his features were as sly as his attitude, and his ruffled black hair was naturally messy.
âsurprise,â he mutters, and you intake a breath once he gets on top of you again. toji doesnât have the mask on anymoreâbut he still has on the costume part, a ghoulish black cloak that had slits near the edges of his sleeves. âscared yet?â
ânot . . really,â you sheepishly say, slowly trailing your eyes down his body.
squinting just enough, you saw right through the outline of his muscular frame. he was fucking ripped, and you felt yourself throb the moment you started to imagine him wrapping those big burly arms around yourâ
âfigures,â he scoffs, though his toneâs a bit more playful than annoyed. toji runs a big veiny hand through his hair before bringing his watch up to his face. wrinkling his nose, he hums. âgotta run, doll. âs been fun.â
a pout pulls against both sides of your lips as he says he has to depart. sure, you didnât exactly expect him to stay . . well who were you kidding, you sort of did. but you knew he had to go.
your thighs stick together as he remains on top of you, watching him pull his mask back on. with a slightly worn out voice, you murmur. âyou canât stay?â
âno, i canât stay,â he snickers, knowing you wanted more. tojiâs head friskily tilts as you stare at him with a cute doe-eyed expression, still pouting and he rolls his eyes behind the mask. âgod, fine. greedy little thing arenât âcha?â
and you hear a bit of shuffling, watching him fish a hand in his pocket as his jeans were now pulled up and made presentable again. toji grabs a sharpie out of his pocket before pulling your waist closer toward him. âtsk. stay still,â and youâre curious to what he was about to do, not daring to move an inch.
youâre all bare and exposed, and you let off a soft exhale once he starts to write something right below your belly button. just a few more inches down and heâd be writing on your pussy.
it lasts for about seven seconds before he stops, adding a heart near the end of what was a ten digit phone number.
âalright, princess. hereâs my number. whenever youâre feelinâ horny, just give me a call, yeah?â
and before you could even reply, he leans up to youâpulling up his ghostface mask over his lips, giving you a long teasing kiss. you moan into his mouth, smelling a scent of his cologne before he leisurely pulls away. toji whispers against your lips for one final time before pressing a thumb toward your throat.
âiâll always come back.â
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summary: a situation between pogues and kooks at the beach made Rafe rethink his priorities
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warnings: season 4 spoilers, established relationship, mention of the dead turtle, that hoe Ruthie, protective Rafe
a/n: i'm obsessed with season 4, y'all. absolutely in love with everything that's going on and especially with Rafe being in a better place with a girl that he actually likes đ„č this scene at the beach with turtles just made me sob, so I really need someone to drag that bitch by her hair. sorry not sorry.
Your heart was beating with adrenaline from the scene that just happened at the beach, with Topperâs girlfriend almost running over the pogues and being the usual insane bitch that she was. Rafe stood beside you, silent but shaking his buzzed head in disapproval.
Kie was standing on her knees on the sand, in shock, with juice still dripping down her face and hair. She brushed off the help of her friends, instead standing and picking something up from the ground, without hesitation, going towards the group of people around you. They seemed absolutely delighted by the whole situation, laughing, fist bumping each other, and making you want to punch every single one of them in the face.Â
You didnât even want to be here in the first place, not with a bunch of people with whom you shared mutual hatred towards each other. Rafe was your only connection with them, and it seemed like even for him it was a bit too much. A fun day at a beach with a little surfing competition, where even Topper and JJ seemed to have some fun together, took the wrong turn way too quickly.
âLook what you did! Is this okay?â Kie stopped in front of Ruthie, reaching out her hand to show something that you werenât able to see, but by the look on her face it was obviously serious to her. âThere was a turtle hatch, you idiots! You drove right over it!â Your stomach twisted at the realization, and you took a step closer to see it yourself.Â
âOh my God.â You whispered, catching a glimpse of a tiny dead turtle with a crushed shell laying in the palm of her hand. So little and harmless that the picture of it brought tears to your eyes.Â
âDonât look, baby.â Rafeâs deep voice mumbled near your ear, with a warm hand sprawled across your back to try to distract you, but you shook your head, unable to take your eyes off it.Â
âAll right, but it was only one.â Ruthie said with her usual attitude, nonchalantly pointing to the rest of the turtles that, luckily, were perfectly fine. Your mouth opened in disbelief, and you looked at Rafe to see him uncomfortably rubbing the back of his head.Â
âIâm so sorry, KieâŠâ You whispered to her, stepping further away from the kooks, eyes drifting again to the dead animal in her hand. No matter how hard you tried to fit in with Rafe and his friends, you could never be one of them if it meant to be a bunch of pompous and cruel rich kids. You thought that, maybe it was time for you to finally admit that.Â
âItâs not your fault, Y/N.â She briefly looked at you, because despite not being friends, there never were any arguments between you and the rest of the pogues, always keeping cool and friendly with each other. âThereâs something wrong with you, people.â Kiara looked back at the kooks with disgust written all over her face.Â
âIâm leaving, Rafe.â Barely holding back your tears, you looked back at your boyfriend, before picking up your beach bag from the sand and turning around. âIâm sorry again for them, Kie.â
âNo, wait, Y/N.â He pushed through the crowd, wide-eyed, quickly approaching you and grasping your wrist. âThis is notââ
âI donât want to be here. I didnât sign up to hang out with your friends when I started dating you, okay?â You groaned in frustration, attempting to move, but Rafe stopped you. âI donât even know why weâre here, why you are here, when you clearly donât enjoy it anymore.âÂ
âListen, this is not so easy, okay?â He rolled his eyes, but you knew it was not fully directed at you; Rafe was already struggling with trusting those around him, and the fact that you slowly but steadily made him reconsider his current surroundings did not help.Â
âYou are not like them, they are not your friends, donât you understand it?â The pure desperation was speaking in you, searching for the answers in his eyes. You overheard some people laughing at you, as they were too confident that Rafe would never listen to someone like you, someone from the cut, not even realizing the war that was currently going on in his head.Â
He was silent, thinking, making his already overwhelmed mind go hundred miles per hour to figure something out, because you were right. The more time had passed, the more the two of you were together, the less Rafe found himself enjoying the presence of his old friends, the less he wanted to do that childish bullshit.Â
âThis dumb fucking bitch almost ran over people and killed an innocent animal because her big ego got hurt, do you understand?! So Iâm leaving. Alone or with you.â You almost whispered the last part to him, too scared that he'd not choose you. At the end of the day, you were a pogue, and no matter how much you tried, you would never be good enough for Rafe.Â
âWhat did you just call me?â Ruthie arched a brow, now shooting daggers at you.Â
âI called you a dumb fucking bitch, didnât you hear me?â You spat, finally having a good enough reason to tell the truth right in her face. âOr are you too stupid to get that through your thick scull?âÂ
âThatâs rich, coming for a pogue. Itâs just a cycle of life. And if you, losers, are so offended by that, itâs not my problem.âÂ
âA cycle of life? Getting flattened by a truck is not a cycle of life.â Kiara pushed Ruthie with her hand, and it nearly turned into a fight, with JJ standing by his girlfriend's side. You turned away from them, too frustrated and drained to bother listening to the rest of the conversation, your gaze shifting to Rafe, who still held your hand.
âI want to leave. Stay here if you want to, I donât care. Iâm done with them, Rafe.â Your teary eyes met his blue ones, and he shook his head, pulling you closer with your forearms. The mere thought of you leaving him, angry and upset, triggered a whirlwind of panic within him.
âHey, no, Iâm not staying, okay?â Rafe's hands, now much gentler and delicate, touched your cheeks, wiping away a few tears that you could not keep back. Rafe had never been too comfortable with the display of emotions, and he was pretty sure that it was the first time he had actually seen you cry. And he knew how much you had always carried for animals, how you petted every stray cat or a dog on the street, and how you hated any form of violence against them.Â
The pulsating and aching feeling in his chest at the sight of your tears made him want to drop everything, or rather, eliminate everyone who had upset you, and just hold you in his arms.Â
âAw, look at you.â You heard that annoying voice behind you back again, pulling you out of the bubble in which you fell, and turning around, you saw that Kie and JJ were no longer there. Your eyes instantly rolled back as Ruthie looked at you with her usual fake sympathy, crossing her arms over her chest. âGo back to your side of the island, youâre not one of us. Donât even know why Rafe bothers to bring you here when youâre just another dirty toy toââ
Rafe left your side before she could finish her sentence, looming over her with the most furious expression you had ever seen on his face. Everyone and everything seemed to fall silent for a moment, and you held your breath, unsure what he would do. âWanna say some bullshit about her? Try to do it right in my face and see what happens.â
âYouâre not seriously protecting the pogue. Sheâs not on our side.â Her smile faded, her eyes now nervously looking between Rafe and Topper, who was standing behind her back.Â
âCâmon, RafeâŠâ He started, but quickly shut his mouth as soon as Rafe turned his head towards him with a silent threat. You felt your heartbeat quickening as the atmosphere started to get even more intense. Everyone around you also started arguing and saying God knows what, but Rafe was awfully calm, and it frightened you even more.Â
You moved closer to them as you made your way through the warm sand, until you were able to place a comforting hand on your boyfriend's back. He was so tense under your touch that it amazed you how the hell he was not shaking because of it. The only times you had ever seen him behaving that way was when people whispered something about his father behind his back.
âItâs okay, Ray.â You whispered, kissing his shoulder and sliding your hand down his back to take a hold of his bicep.Â
âYouâre lucky that I donât hit women. But if I hear a single word about my girlfriend again, you will regret it, I promise you." Your stomach flattered from the way he protected you, from the way his friends opened their mouths in shock at his words. Even Topper and Kelce were too stunned to speak, sending each other weird glances. âControl, your crazy bitch, Top.âÂ
As if nothing had happened, Rafe stepped back, throwing a protective hand over your shoulders and guiding you away from the group. He was silent for a whole walk towards his truck, only stopping near the passenger door and turning you to face him.Â
His worried blue eyes were almost shining under the bright and hot sun and you saw words forming in his head and sitting at the tip of his tongue. You waited another minute, while Rafe was focused on your necklace, thinking. His hands found a place on your waist, rubbing circles into your skin, until he finally took a deep breath and looked up.Â
âYouâre right.â He said simply. âIâm not this person anymore. That shit with racing with pogues was fun and all, but I didnât like what happened today.â You half smiled, nodding and encouraging him to talk. âIfâif I want to be like my dad, I need to have my priorities straight. No more of this bullshit, no more fake ass people, yeah? Youâre the only one who's been here for me for a long fucking time. Youâre the only one who I can trust, baby.â
His hand cupped your cheek, eyes focused solemnly on you, before he lowered himself closer to you to place a kiss on your lips.Â
âThis is the right decision. Youâve overgrown them, youâre a better man now. And iâll be here for you whenever you need me, I promise. I guess itâs just us now." Your body sagged against his, too wrapped in the comfort of his presence to even care about anything else. Your lips brushed against his, making Rafe groan.
âJust us, baby.â
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HAWK TUAH !
jjk men during a bl0w!e
MULTIPLE X READER
-> GOJO, SUKUNA, CHOSO, GETO, NANAMI, TOJI
cw: bj stuff. cum play (kinda idk) rough characters. dirty talk. degradation. choking
GOJO SATORU AKA HEAD PUSHER
Soooo needy itâs insane. Heâs so desperate to feel every inch of your soft warm mouth. he promises to let you do your thing but as soon as you wrap your lips around the tip his hands fly to your head and his hips snap. heâs muttering apologize as he pushes you down until your nose touches his skin. he throws his head back and moans open mouthed like a slut.
heâll get so caught up in the moment he keep you down there for like 30 seconds just grinding his hips into your mouth. letâs you up when you pinch his thigh. you will be coughing and your face will be covered in spit by the end. he lovess facials and always rubs the cum in using his tip. he keeps a photo of you with his cock on your face and cum in your mouth as his wallpaper.
âs-shit baby⊠deeper, little moreâ
âyou can take it, i know you can babyâ
âjust make me feel good okay?â
RYOMEN SUKUNA AKA THROAT DESTROYER
uhm yeah⊠what did you expect. does not give a shit about you when his cock is in your mouth. keeps you at the edge of the bed with your head hanging off and his fucking your mouth like a fleshlight. goes so deep his cock is showing in your throat. your gags make him want to go another round. plugs your nose when youâre deep throating so you canât breath.
âuntil my jaw locksâ yeah he took that as a challenge. loves tying you up with a low vibrator on your clit while he fucks that mouth as torture. you honestly donât know if you love it or hate it. Sukuna loves it though, thatâs for sure. cums deep in your throat, every time. will face fuck you again if he sees you didnât swallow it all.
âfuck gag on that dick, bitchâ
âi can see my cock in your throat! but whoâs surprised?â
âyou better swallow my seed⊠itâll probably reach your stomach with how deep i amâ
CHOSO KAMO AKA WHINY B!TCH
again, whoâs surprised. he thought handjobs were great⊠but this? whole different level. you start but sucking on the tip until heâs sensitive. then you lick stripes up and down his veins. you use soo much spit and he loves it. he loves it when you press kisses to his cock and then deep throat it.
hes mesmerized by the way your head moves, the way your lips look. he has to force himself to not throw his head back so he can see you. one time he got ahead of himself and snapped his hips up and you choked on him, best day of his life. when he found out your throat felt like that? no going back. he begs you to deep throat him all the time.
âmore⊠more more more. please baby!â
âremember how good i eat you out? please treat me goodâ
âi know itâs too deep! im sorry i canât stop babyâ
SUGURU GETO AKA NICE N SLOW
just into good old fashioned blowjobs. your hand kept at the base and your lips move up and down his shaft. he wants your tongue swirling over it like a lollipop. he brushes your hair out of your face to see your expressions. heâs so gentle and nice when it comes to blowjobs.
letâs you grind on his leg while you suck him off. mostly uses it as foreplay and not a main way to get off. likes for your spit to act as lube for him to slide in. if he was gonna cum from a bj it would be on your tits. he loves that.
âfuck keep that up and iâll cumâ
âlet it get hard in your mouth⊠thatâs rightâ
âdonât give me those innocent eyes, slutâ
NANAMI KENTO AKA UNDER THE DESK
oh youâll support your working man, from under the desk. heâs so stressed about work these days and you have just the solution! you showed up to his home office in skimpy lingerie and without saying a word you crawl under his desk and get to work. he gets so flustered so fast, blushing and stuttering about how his report is due.
grips the chair so tight when you start working your magic. he doesnât want to thrust up because he knows heâll bruise your throat. uses his belt to wrap around your neck and guide you instead. pulls your hair an insane amount. cums in your mouth but likes to watch it pour out onto your body.
âiâm working baby⊠youâll get me too distractedâ
âwrap that belt around your neck, be a good assistantâ
âis this you saying thank you for being my sugar daddy?â
TOJI FUSHIGURO AKA TWO HANDS
heâs so big you need to use your hands or else he might pop out on the other side of your neck. youâre moving your hands and your mouth at a similar pace. he definitely teaches you how he wants it. he guides your head to a good rhythm and then lets you do your thing.
maybe heâll have a cigarette hanging out his mouth when you suck it. blowing smoke in your face to tease you. definitely makes fun of the fact that you canât take all of him. your jaw has to be open so wide to get him in. cums everywhere, your face, throat, tits. doesnât matter, if itâs you heâll cum there.
âdonât just move your hands up and down baby, turn emâ
âyour face looks so fucking small next to my dick!â
âcâmon, try harder to take it or else iâll force you toâ
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your superior finding out about the secret praise kink you didn't know had a name because you'd always been called an over achiever, a goody two shoes. never gave anyone any trouble, nose burrowed in a book since you had knobby knees and a library card.
you'd thought it normal that the apples of your cheeks burned when praised after giving your teacher the drawing you'd made for them the night before. that heat spread from the center of your chest up when your first boyfriend/girlfriend whistled at the sight of you outside of uniform. that warmth settles in your belly when you get a pat on the back from your platoon leader firm enough to force the air out of your lungs because you'd disassembled and cleaned a glock with the ease of a professional.
apparently it wasn't.
after weeks of training with the fabled task force, weeks of sharing elbow room with the team, weeks of soaking up the dizzying praise from the captain ("did real good out there, eh? can always count on you." you didn't question the throb betwixt your thighs, taking care of it with a cute little bullet like you've always done since joining the military)
you're confronted by the worst of the lot. ghost catches you in a break room, your back to him, hands clutching a cup of coffee that's more sludge than liquid, its warmth barely seeping through the styrofoam.
his figure fills the doorway, shoulders nearly brushing the frame. your first thought is that his brows aren't twisted together and he lacks that cold, blank look in his eyes so your death isn't in the nearest of futures. the second is that when he's not fully covering his face, the outline of his jaw is quite visible, looking sharp enough to cut.
then he crosses his sculpted arms over his chest, seams straining against the expanse of his muscles, head tipped to the side.
he moves with the keen curiosity of a predator sniffing around a newborn fawn, gaze intense yet inquisitive, assessing your every detail with a menacing interest.
"you ever gonna tell me you've a praise kink, bird?" the question sends a chill through your veins before turning into a fiery rush as it races at twice the normal speed.
praise kink? no. surely not. doesn't everyone like to receive compliments?
"sure. i don't mind gettin' told i've an impressive cock but that's bed talk. you look ready to bend over 'nd show us how slick tha' pretty cunt can get over a rufflin' of hair and a couple of empty words."
that has you positively reeling, fingertips cracking the cup in your hands, pulse on your neck fluttering. you feel a cornered, skittish animal, ready to flee lest your life come to an end in his maws.
but as usual, the cruel man more creature than person, twists the knife he's dug into you with a certain ruthlessness only he can muster.
"so be good for me, eh? love your praise? earn it."
you've always been an over achiever, proven once again by the way you take him to the root in one long, broad stroke with any complaints at the sheer size of him resting firmly behind your clenched teeth.
"tight little thing, spread open over me like you were meant for it. for me." he runs a gloved thumb over your swollen bottom lip. "there's tha' look. drivin' me bloody insane when you gave kyle tha' molten gaze. none o' tha' now, yeah?"
he creeps his ungloved hand down to circle your pearl with the spit-slick pads of his fingers, drawing in a sharp breath when your walls flutter and constrict around his cock at the feel of something other than your toy giving you the relief you need after a hard day's work.
"bloody fuckin' 'ell."
ghost claims a fistful of hair, pulling you closer to him, his breath warming the stinging, throbbing mark he bit onto the delicate skin of your neck. the shuffling of feet right outside the door snap you out of your daze, fingernails sinking into the bulging muscle of his chest but he has none of it.
he uses your hair to direct your focus back onto him and even though he'd only given you a leading tug you felt some strands of your hair come off with a pop.
"easy. can't see your pretty face when i'm fuckin' ya if your lookin' away."
your expression twists into what you hope is bliss when he bucks his hips, your whimper drowning out his groan when he hits on something new.
something you want him to keep hitting.
"exactly like i'd thought."
everything else blurs together after that, and only when you're back in your room using a warm cloth to clean yourself up do you remember the other things he'd rumbled.
(inside o' ya, make you mine-)
(-get 'bout bein' with anyone else-)
(-ll to myself-)
you touch your tender pussy with gentle fingers at what he'd said in the end.
(leave tha' f'me, he swipes your hand away, i'll get ya there, pet.)
if price's compliments take a nose dive off a cliff you don't notice because you're getting your daily fill of them and ghost after dinner every night. kyle keeps them to one word and soap likes to tempt fate as always.
#desperate gross old man definitely gets his ass chewed out later#what the fuck was he thinking fucking the newbie in the BREAK ROOM#not your fault though you're an angel and price will always have your six đđœ#unless laswell hears of your shit then you're on your own buddy#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x reader#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x you#simon ghost riley smut#simon riley x you#simon riley smut#cod smut
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