#also the way I throw it back just dropped let's fucking goooo

[snaso102]

omg it's my favourite gay bard hiiiii :3

part: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

,part 5 of bg3 memes i made on paint

[arriansarchive]

hello :)

can I request that ron weasley gets absolutely dominated by male! slytherin! reader, degrading him and asking him to beg? maybe?? If it's not too much you can throw in some overstim and/or fluff too.

thank you・⁠∀⁠・

- 🎗️anon

Sub!Ron Weasley/Dom!Slytherin!Male Reader

OOOUGH I actually love this prompt

I love you 🎗️anon

I couldn't fit the fluff correctly in there, but there's a hug at the end, so take that I guess

And I didn't know how to input the Slytherin part really, but it's there somewhere

Let's goooo first full post back

Okay onto the story

Summary: request above

The fun really started once you and your boyfriend, Ron Weasley, entered the empty bathroom. He had been teasing you all day with his hands rubbing up and down your legs when you passed each other, giving you a very noticeable erection.

It was torture, so you vowed to take him to task once you were alone in the bathroom where you normally met between classes. Whenever the time finally came, you pushed him against the sink and pressed your lips onto his viciously.

"You're a bitch, Ron. An annoying, horny bitch." You panted a little as you tugged his pants off to reveal his extremely hard penis. You raised your eyebrows in muted surprise. He had been planning for this.

"Well, it seems like you enjoy it a fair amount.* He whispered in your ear, motioning to the erection you also had.

You dropped to your knees suddenly once his pants were off and wrapped your supple lips around the head of his dripping penis. Ron let out a low groan that echoed throughout the bathroom; you hoped nobody would hear.

"Shut up!" You reached up and clamped a hand over his mouth.

He moaned into your hand as you continued to move your tongue around his sensitive skin in a dance. You smiled as best you could with his penis in your mouth, wondering if he was feeling the same torture you felt all day.

You pulled your mouth off momentarily, "How does it feel.

Ron moaned a little louder, but your hand muffled the pleasured noise. You could tell that he was getting closer to his climax though you never intended to stop whenever he came.

He started to convulse, obviously pent up from the past busy week, whenever he came hard. You felt the ropes of the salty, sticky substance coat your tongue. Usually, you didn't enjoy swallowing the liquid, but today you just wanted it out of the way.

"Oh, Merlin; I've been waiting all day for that." He smiled lightly.

You looked up at him and cocked an eyebrow. "I'm not done."

You see his Adams apple bob up and down in a gulp of excitement or nervousness; you can't tell. Ron enjoys overstimulation, and you're excellent at going it, so it all works out.

Your hand went down from Ron's face and cupped his penis in your hand gently. It twitches from the mere touch.

"Fuck!" Ron swore.

You smirk a little. "Just a little bit, and I'll be done."

You kiss the lip and drag your tongue down to the base of his dick. He shivers above you, grabbing your head, pushing you down while he quivered.

"Okay, okay, stop!" He groaned in pleasured agony.

His tip was leaking, and he was hard once again, but you stopped anyway. As you stood, he grabbed your arm regretfully.

"Wait! Now that I'm hard again, can you please continue?" He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

You smiled with a false sense of sympathy and gave him a big hug. "You know what? I think I'll leave you to do that, Ron."

Ron stood speechless as you sauntered out of the room, chuckling behind the hand covering your mouth. He's definitely going to get you back tomorrow.

[majoringinsarcasm]

WHAT THE HECK IS UP PARTY PEOPLE THIS EPISODE WAS MADE FOR ME SPECIFICALLY LETS GOOOOO

Well if we didn’t know from the title alone what was gonna happen heheheheh

WAIT THE INTO CHANGED E SEE JAUNES FACE SHUT UP AHHHH

Oh ok I see this chapter was made to hurt me personally ok cool

HE SAW CRESCENT ROSE????

what the fuck

This is a literal horror movie HE PICKED A CLOCK FROM A TREE AND TIME WENT BACKWARDS HES ALL ALONE

Hey uh here uh hey what the FUCK

HE HAD TO WAIT FOR THEM TO FALL im sick I’m so sick

NOT A GROUP HUG I SAID I WOULD DISSOLVE AND NOW IM CRYING NOOOOOOOOO

I’m so serious if he dies or cannot go back home I will not be able to handle it. Like y’all don’t get it I will Not be consolable

AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AYYYYYYYYYYYY KARA MUST BE LOVING THIS OK WHITEKNIGHT OK OK I SEE YOU

I know a lot of ppl don’t like it bc early volume Jaune was a total dork loser nerd almost nice guy but really he wasn’t he was just a dork but I don’t have many super strong opinions about ships besides the bees, Renora and I think Rosegarden is cute. So while I’m not like an active Whiteknight shipper…. Girl get it lmao WEISS YOUR FACE HAHAHAH

Im gonna Cry

Like I just wanna be clear I’m not Mad at Jaune At All. This poor guy has been here alone for years and has had plenty of time to “lick his wounds” but he had to do it Alone with no outside input or kind words or a friend to cry with. Him being harsh makes me sad bc it just. When Ren yelled at him after they lost Oscar he didn’t lash out or Anything but the girls sitting and talking and arguing sets him off bc. He’s been ALONE I’m so sick

His village 🥺 he knows the names of places I’m

What if he really doesn’t go back I know there was talk of Neo staying behind but y’all

Im. Going. To. Scream.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ONNNNNNNNNNNNMN also I can’t tell if the Ever After has independent weather as well as reaching to Ruby OR if it’s now reaching to Jaune

Im scared

WHO

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO bitch we are getting Lore

Is the cat Louis / Lewis

This cat leave my man ALONE

BITCH WHAT IS HAPPENING

A PUNDERSTORM???? Or like Ponder said a different way THIS IS SO MUCH

And it does have its own weather lmao

UM WEISS HELLO

she really is the star of this volume like I’m sorry that’s the truth

“Must’ve had something bigger to work out” OK OK OK OK OK

Ok but I hate heights so I would throw up or pass out if I was Blake and Yang like bruh

HOW DO WE TSKE THE NEXT STEP AHHHHHHHHHHH

LOL Jaune please

Ok so time loops and time trickery are hard. So. Jaune turned back time enough for Alyx and Louis to show up which was. A long time ago maybe idk. So it’s not Neo bc Neo had not yet fallen.so what the hell did Herb show her

POISON?????

Stop it oh my god they’re too cute the emotional whiplash of me crying over Jaune and me crying over Bees I can’t handle it

SHE THINKS HER CAT EARS ARE CUUUUUTE

MAYBE ITS SAYING THINGS WE NEVER SAID TO EACH OTHER

Blake loves how honest Yang is. Adam only ever told her lies or tried to convince her that his way was the correct way. Yang listens to her and never sugarcoats; she never tries to trick. She Does What She Says

Blake never gave up on her even when she showed similar signs of being like Adam she decided to trust her. She wasn’t intimidated by how loud and brash and in her space Yang was. She knows what matters to her and has never been afraid to go for them

ANY BIG TRUTHS WE HAVEN'T DROPPED ON EACH OTHER YET

NOBODY TOUCH ME THE COLORS ARE SO BEAUTIFUL YANG IS AFRAID TO STEP OUT ONTO THE OPEN AIR SHE IS AFRAID BUT BLAKE ITS OK ITS OK YANG BLAKE WILL BE THERE WITH YOU

Also the blushing here is like idk what but it looks so good. Like I can’t describe what I mean but the way it makes their eyes look so bright it’s just very good AND SEEING YANG BLUSH SO MUCH SHE'S SO CUTE

EVERYONE SIT DOWN NOBODY MOVE GET ON THE GROUND LOOK AT THIIIIIIIS LOOK AT THEEEEEEM

BLAKE LMAO BLAKE WAS READYYYYYY

STOP ATOP STOP IM CRYING OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD THEY ARE SO CUUUUUUUUTE THE BLUSHING IM TELLING YOU ITS SO GOOD THIS IS ALL SO FUCKING BEAUTIFUL

DO YOU LOVE THE COLOR OF THE BUMBLEBY SKY

and then back to my saddest boy ever GOD the whiplash

Alright cat I understand how you feel. But the girls up front told you they were trying to go home. Yes they were trying to get you to take them there but they didn’t offer you any deals or say they would bring you to Remnant. Unless you’re Louis and we’re betrayed by your sister in which case that’s fucked up and I’m on your side it all depends on WHAT THE FUCK ALYX DID DOES ANYONE KNOW CAUSE WE STILL DONT

but like we have four episodes left WHAT are we gonna do gang

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

NOT BLAKE WITH THE PRINCESS DIARIES FOOT POP

JAUNE SHIPS IT TOO LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOO LMAO HES BEEN WAITING THE LONGEST OF ANYONE

oh my god if that’s crescent rose I’m gonna scream

Oh but she doesn’t want it / isn’t ready to pick it up again GOD IM CRYING

so. Is she gonna trade crescent rose in order to leave is that the vibe I’m getting.

GOD THAT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD I won’t lie I was spoiled about the kiss but that was my own being silly fault but I only knew that they did kiss and not THE COMPLIMENTS AND CONFESSION BRIDGE and also like. Y’all I love Jaune Arc of the Arc Family so goddamn much so this episode was for me THEY CHANGED THE INTRO TO SHOW HIS SAD FACE god lordy what the fuck is next week gonna do to me

[panjakes]

i need a doyoung enemies to lovers but your both am artists black reader!!!!!! 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

also 127 is going on tourrr in 2023 😭😍😍😍😍😍

Babesss I know and I wanna goooo!!!! Also this man is fine…body slam me

Doyoung couldn’t stand you. You joined SM as a soloist about two years ago. He couldn’t stand you the way you just came in. You were so sweet to others and so mean to him. Granted, he was also mean too you but, either way it goes Doyoung didn’t like you.

You were beautiful, don’t get Doyoung wrong. He just literally could not stand you. So he was definitely upset when him, and haechan walked into the studio and he saw you.

“Why is she here?” He asks pointing to you. You just ignore him and continue to talk to the producer

“Oh my gosh it’s Yn” Haechan whispers making Doyoung roll his eyes. He hate how damn near every artist In SM worshiped you. He hates to admit it but your were a multi talented artist.

“So I’ll just change the flow, I’ll start slow and then take it up a bit” you say making the producer nod.

You turn around facing haechan with a smile

“Hi haechan how are you?” You asks

“Im good” Haechan says. You turn your attention to Doyoung immediately dropping your smile

“Youngdo” you say smirking

“Fuck off, why are you here?” He asks

“Your gonna be on my song, you and haechan” you say

“ I don’t want to be on your song” Doyoung says

“Hey! Cut it out! This is good for NCT, Yn and sm! Your doing the song” Haechan says to Doyoung

“You should listen to haechan, he’s smart and about his business” you say winking at haechan before turning back around in your chair

Haechan nods with a blush. Doyoung rolls his eyes. Something about that wink he didn’t like.

“I genuinely don’t want to go” Doyoung says

“Why?” Johnny asks

“Because I’m not hungry” Doyoung says with a sigh

“Are you not hungry or do you just not want to be around Yn?” Taeyong asks making Doyoung roll his eyes

“I don’t understand how you don’t like her. She’s a literally sweetheart” Jaehyun says

“That’s what she wants you to think! Deep down inside she’s a monster” Doyoung says

“That’s because you bring the ugly out in people. You literally provoke that girl any chance you get” Haechan says making Doyoung glare at him.

“Whatever, let’s go and get this over with” He mumbles walking into the restaurant with the rest of his members behind him

He walks over to the table where you say taking pictures for instasnap. He had to admit your outfit was really nice and you looked good

“Wow you cleaned up nice” he says sitting down

“Thank you” you say smiling

“But clean up some more you kind of missed a spot” he says smirking before bopping you on the nose with his finger

You grab his finger giving it a slight squeeze with a sickly smile on your face

“Careful youngdo, don’t hurt yourself now” you say before throwing his hand back into his lap

“Yn!! Congratulations I heard you’ll be performing at MAMA” Johnny says

“Oh yeah! I’m pretty excited” you say smiling

“Break a leg…literally. Break a leg” Doyoung says smirking

“I’ll break your legs” you say pointing your chopsticks at him

“She’s sassy! I love it” Haechan says

As you and the guys conversed, Jaehyun couldn’t help the smirk on his face as Doyoung stared at you very intensely.

“Stop staring, you’ll burn holes in her face” Jaehyun chuckles

“I-I’m staring cause I hate her” Doyoung says making Jaehyun chuckle louder. Everyone at the table looks at him in confusing causing him to throw a hand up

“I’m sorry, Doyoung’s really funny” he says

“Oh really? I thought he was pretty corny” you say smirking

“And you think your a comedian?” Doyoung asks

“I wouldn’t say comedian but I’m definitely funnier than you” you say turning around before he could respond

“As I was saying, your actually into Yn” Jaehyun says

“I am not. I can’t stand her and she can’t stand me” Doyoung says putting his chopsticks down

How dare Jaehyun come up with such an obscured conclusion? There’s no way in hot blazing hell that you were into Doyoung? Right?

“Stop is Jaehyun. Your being childish” Doyoung says before picking his chop sticks back up. Jaehyun smirks taking a sip of water

“Im right, that’s why I’m childish” he says chuckling. Doyoung rolls his eyes, shaking his head

You were in one of the practice rooms practicing your routine for MAMA. Haechan, who you got close with really fast, was there to help and cretqur you.

“I just, can’t get this one move down and Chin isn’t here” you said groaning

“What is it? I can help” Haechan says getting up from the floor

“Here look. I need you to do this” you say showing him your phone

Haechan looks at the video nodding

“I can help you” Haechan says

“Great!” You say throwing your phone to the side

You start the music watching you and Haechan in the mirror. Doyoung walks in putting his things in a corner watching you and Haechan.

He sits down unlocking his phone watching closely as Haechan spins around getting behind you. He places a hand on your hip as you lightly bend over running a hand over your neck.

You looked down right seductive. Doyoung hated it. Why is haechan on you like that?

You and haechsn smiles at each other cheering

“Ah thanks haechan. I needed the help” you say smiling

“Of course, Anytime” haechan says

Doyoung gets up with a smirk on his face and that’s when you finally noticed him

“Youngdo” you say

“Yn” he says

“What’re you doing here?” You ask

“Practice. Got here a little early. Is Haechan your new thing if the week?” He asks with a smirk. You roll your eyes putting on your things

“Doyoung. Shut the fuck up sometimes. You make no sense” you say scoffing

Doyoungs smirk drops. You NEVER call him Doyoung. It was always Youngdo. You didn’t feel like putting up with his shit

“I don’t make sense?” He asks

“No. You don’t! Haechan being my new thing if the week? Shut the fuck up and grow the fuck up” you saying walking out the room leaving him stunned

Haechan walks over to him shaking his head.

“I don’t understand your problem with her” he says

“I wouldn’t necessarily say I have a problem” Doyoung says

“I definitely would. You act like you hate her” Haechan says

“I wouldn’t say hate, but we just don’t get along” he says shrugging

“No. Your hard on her for no reason. You basically called her a Hoe without saying it” Haechan says making Doyoung’s mouth drop

“I didn’t-I did didn’t I” Doyoung says with a sigh

“I think you should apologize” Haechan says

“As if she’d accept it” Doyoung mumbles

“You don’t know that! Go apologize or I’ll smack you” Haechan says flinching at Doyoung

“Fine I’m going! I’m going! You better cover for me”Doyoung says

“Yeah yeah whatever, you just better apologize to my bestie” haehcan says stuffing his mouth with chips

You dump the vegetables that you just cut up into the pan. Sunshine by Steve lacy blasted on your Alexa echo dot. You quietly sung the lyrics as you stirred the vegetables.

Just then the song got quiet as Alexa announced that you had a message

“From my peach… I’m outside open the door please”

You turn the heat down before walking over to the door to open it

“I thought you had pract- why are you here?” You ask surprised to see Doyoung

“C-can I come in? It’s drizzling” he says making you roll your eyes. You open the door wider for him to walk in.

“I’ll go get you a towel” you say walking away to the closet grabbing a towel and haechans clothes. You walk back to him handing him the small pile.

“Thanks” he mumbles before heading to the bathroom. You walk back over to the stove to finish your cooking. A few moments later Doyoung walks out with a serious look on his face.

“When Haechan texted me and said he was outside I was expecting him…not you” you say throwing a look over your shoulder

“Yeah I know. I have my reasons though” he mumbles

“Mhm…hungry?” You ask

“Uh yeah” he says rubbing his hand together nervously.

You place the plate of food on the table in front of him along with a water bottle.

“Thank you” Doyoung says making you nod.You stand on the opposite side of the table as Doyoung digs in

“So why are you here?” You ask

“I Uh wanted to apologize” he says making you raise an eyebrow but shortly you roll your eyes

“Doyoung I don’t have time for you half ass apologizes. Your just going to take it back anyway” you say walking away from him

He gets up from the table quickly following you grabbing your arm. You look back at him with a questionable look

“No! It’s nothing like that Yn I promise! I really do want to apologize” he says making you relax

“I’m listening” you say folding your arms

“What I’m trying to say is…I’m sorry and I was wrong. I wasn’t trying to be rude or mean I was just messing around like usual. I didn’t mean to hurt you nor do I mean to hurt you” he says

“Well you do. I don’t get why you hate me” you say shrugging

“I don’t hate you…I thought you hated me” Doyoung mumbles

“I don’t hate you Doyoung. You just don’t give me the time of day. It’s like I’m your enemy” you say sighing

“I-I don’t want it to be like that anymore” Doyoung mumbles catching you by surprise.

“And what do you mean by that?” You ask with a raised brow

“I-I want to date y-you” he says

You couldn’t tell if he was being serious or just playing. You were waiting for him to laugh and say he’d never date a person like you. But it never came. He just looked at you with hopeful eyes.

You scoff rolling your eyes.

“Doyoung I don’t have time for your games. I’m to stressed about my performance to be playing games with you” you say

You hadn’t noticed that he gotten up from his chair to stand in front of you

“This isn’t a game Yn” he says ever so calmly. He almost felt… vulnerable.

“So what is it?” You ask

“It’s serious” he says

Before you could open your mouth and respond his hand was on your cheek. You froze up looking into his eyes.

“W-what are you doing?” You ask

“I never meant to hurt you. I swear it. Can I please kiss you?” He asks

Your face got hot as your eyes flicked down to his lips. You look back up to his eyes before opening your mouth

“I-l-I Uh” was the only thing you could say. It could have been a joke. He would have ended it by now, right?

“Please Yn” he begs lowly. You just nod your head. Doyoung leans in connecting your lips to his in a soft kiss. It wasn’t rough. It wasn’t too much. It’s soft and gentle.

There was no denying that there was a connect between you two.

He pulls away putting his other hand on your cheek.

“I-I want to take you out on a date. Tomorrow at noon. I’m not busy and I know your not so there’s no getting out of this” he says causing you to blink at least four times

“Excuse me?” You ask

“If you don’t like me by the end of our date then I’ll leave you alone. I’ll act like we don’t even know each other but, if you do, you have to give me a chance” he says

You think on it short and hard. You nod your head before offering a small smile

“Okay. Tomorrow at noon” you say

Doyoung smiles before pulling you into a hug. Your arms stay by your side for a small amount of time before you wrap them around Doyoung

“Don’t make me regret this Youngdo” you say making him chuckle

“I won’t. I promise” he says rubbing your back in small circles.

[shutupaboutandraste]

“  you  keep  using  that  word.  i  do  not  think  it  means  what  you  think  it  means.  ” for Adaar x Dorian? Welcome!

Excellent choice let’s goooo! I mention another Adaar Inquisitor in this little drabble and that’s because my Inquisitor is brother to my friends’ Inquisitor so I usually try to include them both ^u^

Words: 1565

Pairing: Dorian/Inquisitor Adaar

For @dadrunkwriting​ 

Tramping around Ferelden was hardly Asaara Adaar’s favorite activity. In fact, he would consider it one of his least favorite. The entire country seemed to be made of mud and mountains with nary a plain or decent stretch of flatland to be found. Weather in the Free Marches was far more predictable, more comfortable, far better than anything Ferelden had to offer. Yet, his distaste didn’t have anything on Dorian’s. ​

“Inconceivable!” Dorian hissed, for probably the fifth time since they had started their trek through the Hinterlands. Asaara rubbed his palm around The Mark, reminding himself that at least Dorian was easy to look at.  

Varric laughed, “Sparkler, believe you me, it’s conceivable.” 

“The King of Ferelden can’t be chosen by single combat,” argued Dorian, “That’s horrible politics. Hilarious, but horrible.” 

“It’s how they do it here, I swear!” promised the rogue, adjusting Bianca over his shoulder with a winning smile, “Hell, I think Hawke would have preferred that too. Not that they ever got the chance to become Viscount.” 

“Didn’t they kind of prove that by beating the Arishok?” asked Asaara, turning his head slightly to ask. It was always a way to check if their last companion was still around. Or, at least, if it was visible. When his teeth grit at noticing the very obvious lack of Cole, the spirit hybrid appeared at the side of his eye. Good. He was getting better at reminding them that he was there. 

Another deep rumble came from Varric, “I guess you’re right!” 

Dorian scoffed, but said nothing. Clearly, the ways of the South were too much for his delicate sensibilities. Asaara didn’t mind it--his mind wandered to his elder brother Arug, who would have reveled in such simplicity. In another life, the two might have been Arvaraad and Sarebaas, but Asaara liked to think their own style of mage and protector worked out just fine. Fine enough that Arug had felt comfortable staying back at Skyhold at any rate. 

Besides, it was hard to actually talk to Dorian when Arug hovered. Magic unsettled Arug on a good day, but Dorian seemed to do so in particular. And, whether Asaara liked to admit it or not there was something undeniably charming about the Tevinter altus. (Not magister, he had to remind himself, just the son of one.) 

To be fair, it could be hard to talk to Dorian in general. The man was proud, charismatic, and bold like a pristine sunset that reflected itself back in a lake. He talked quickly, usually in circles around other people, but not Asaara. He could hang on every word like gospel. It had begun with inquiries into the time magic that Dorian had studied. Devouring the information had been thrilling, but Asaara came out with plenty of notions. Notions such as the obvious understanding within Dorian’s eyes, but that his speech could twist the truth to get even the best to believe in his work. Or, perhaps, more worryingly, that Dorian’s eyes sparkled when he was excited. That his smile made Asaara’s heart twist ever so slightly. Asaara was rarely tongue-tied, but he had to focus on his words more when Dorian was around.

Still, it didn’t mean Asaara had endless patience. Dorian could be a vain, proud braggart who thought that he was the Maker’s gift to magic. Once one knew him better, that shed slightly, but he could still be pretentious. And, Asaara reminded himself constantly, Dorian was still of Tevinter while Asaara was a Vashoth Qunari. 

 The conversation moved, Cole whispering to himself. Asaara was glad of it-- Cole was muttering his thoughts again. His fingers gently tapped Cole’s wrist which got the other to stop, apologizing quietly. There were many people Asaara found easy to be angry at, but Cole wasn’t one of them. Where he could argue with Vivienne until they were both blue in the face or ignore Cassandra until she looked ready to hit him, Cole was just trying to help. Not berate him with opinions or Chantry nonsense. That didn’t always make what Cole had to say easy to hear. 

So, when Dorian exclaimed, “Inconceivable!” again over something very conceivable-- something about Ferelden fashion and shield maidens-- it was Cole who said Asaara’s thoughts out. 

“You keep using that word,” hummed Cole, “I do not think it means what you think it means.” 

“...Pardon me, Cole?” 

“The word,” Cole continued, “Not believable. It blocks the idea of possibility. An unending wall for the dream of something strange. You use it for things that have already happened that you simply don’t understand. But Adaar understands the difference.” 

“...So are these thoughts your’s or his?” asked Dorian, directing the question toward Cole but looking at Asaara. He grimaced. 

“They were his…” admitted Cole, “But I began to wonder, too.” 

Asaara shrugged, trying to offer Dorian a charismatic smirk, “He’s not wrong. You aren’t using that word correctly.” 

“Yes, I am. Varric--” Dorian’s face dropped as Varric gave him a sheepish smile. He huffed, “Alright then, I’ve been made a fool of. Let’s move along through this horrendously massive forest before a bear decides to go after The Inquisitor again.” 

His face twisted into a mockery of a pout. After knowing Dorian for some time now, it was easy to pick out expressions. This one was embarrassed, his eyes darting toward the trees to avoid looking at any of them, but with his chest puffed out like a peacock. Perhaps, Dorian was too easy to look at. Most people couldn’t watch someone as if they were an exotic animal, learn their habits, learn which lines of their face crinkled certain ways to show their feelings.

Two mages and two rogues were also probably not the best equipped to fight Ferelden wildlife, which made Dorian very right in that regard. Asaara admitted that after a long morning-- Cassandra bleating at him, Iron Bull’s hearty laughter starting to grate his ears mixed with Blackwall's preference for traveling with Sera who was her own jar of bees-- he had probably made a mistake in a hasty party. Not that he minded. Each of the three were the most pleasant of his company. Still, he didn’t want to have to fight more bears. 

They pressed on, hoping to reach one of the camps before nightfall while they looked for herbs for the healers. Once that was all collected and the farms checked on, they could be on their way. Still, a gentle silence hung over them. Fennecs raced by them as the headed upward through a mountain. What Asaara hadn’t expected was for Dorian to softly break the silence between them while Varric animatedly began discussing something with Cole. 

“You’re quite intelligent, Inquisitor,” he remarked. 

Asaara’s lips twitched as he forced himself not to scowl, “For a qunari, I know.” Bastard. It was always the pretty ones who ended up being bastards. 

“No, I mean.. Yes, but no!” Dorian realized his fumble as he began to search for words, “Kaffas. I mean in general. Most people aren’t as smart as you are.” 

Asaara rolled his eyes, “I think the members of the Inquisition each have a plethora of intelligence.”

“Do not bullshit me, Inquisitor,” huffed Dorian, “It doesn’t become you.” 

Asaara whipped his head to look at him, surprised, “Doesn’t… Then what does become me?” A curl of suggestiveness pulled at the side of his mouth turning into a bit of smugness. 

For a moment, he watched Dorian’s eyes soften. Edges rounded as a smile ticked up softly. Those two perfect lips pursed before a twisted, pleased smile of his own graced Dorian’s face. If the wind felt knocked out of Asaara by that soft sudden change of face, he did not let it show. He had become quite good at that over the years. It came with pretending not to be bothered that everyone thought you were just another stupid Qunari-- or that you were just another violent Vashoth. 

“That smile for one,” said Dorian, “I should like to see it more often. Perhaps over tea in the library once we get back.” 

Had he heard that right? Koslun’s balls, Maker’s ass, Andraste’s shitty mabari, and Fen’harel fucking take him he had. Perhaps his own eyes brightened. Perhaps, he gave a little too much away as his cheeks darkened up, unused to the kind of attention Dorian had just bestowed upon him. Perhaps, it was just enough to keep Dorian interested since his expression didn’t change. Asaara let out a breathy chuckle, keeping his voice even as he nodded at Dorian. 

“I look forward to it,” he said, “So long as you’re not throwing books around in a huff again.” 

Much to his delight, he saw Dorian’s eyes sparkle.

Earlier today, if someone asked him if he thought Dorian would ever look his way, he might have replied ‘Inconceivable’ without hesitation. Now, that prefix has been dropped entirely. Dorian flirting with him was entirely and completely conceivable and right in front of him. And, maybe, just maybe the Hinterlands looked a little more beautiful, a little less muddy. 

He paused, adding, “And, so long as you call me by my name. Inquisitor is so dreadful on the ears after a while.” 

“Asaara, then,” agreed Dorain, giving him a polite nod, “An almost musical name, really. You will have to tell me what it means.”

Inconceivable, indeed.

[theyarebothgunshot]

ROSE I AM FREAKING OUT HAVE YOU SEEN THE PREQUEL STUFF???? WHAT IS GOING ON, my god... I was literally about to go to sleep, decided to check Tumblr one last time and see this.... what WHAT!! WHATTTT!!!!!! I don't even know if this is good bad or what but just JENSEN IS PRODUCING A SUPERNATURAL PREQUEL AND DEAN'S GONNA BE THE NARRATOR OR Sth LIKE???? -🐸

YEAH i am normal about this <3 (jk i am also freaking out) welcome to: people screaming to me in my inbox about prequelgate ft. j/2 fallout theory. let's goooo!

Another copypasta and suddenly chaos machine is full on gay I love this prophecy

you know whats funny i just checked the j/2 tag and i feel like for the first time in a long time they are starting to realise that maybe THEY should be the ones who are "gutted" *sips tea*

ROSE HOLY SHIT ROOOOOOOOSE ITS HAPPENING HOLY SHIIIIIT

YEAH

Nevermind just read prequel and well good luck I guess but just you know kind of bleh who wants to watch John Winchester well let’s have hope anyways

i know a lot of people are bummed out but i am kind of very excited actually?? i trust robbie and even though yeah j*hn winchester turned into a nasty abusive bastard, it can be interesting to explore how it all started (imo). it's just the first of many stories they can tell.

I can only accept this circus if it’s Dean telling the stories to his and Cas’ kids and then we have a revival to show that the whole finale was in fact the end Chuck wanted there Jensen I fixed it

i would not say no to this

heyloo bee anon here

um- wtf is happening?

jackles prequel series?? why? i want to be excited about this but sheesh im scared

because supernatural is never dead <3

okay, but, jensen... john winchester ≠ jdm, you don’t have to go /that/ hard for him 🙃

true true... though i am waiting for jdm to comment on this, please i need it

WAIT A SECOND J2 FALLOUT THEORY TRUE??

LMAO HELL YEAH BESTIE

Rose you really picked the worst time to sleep for real

bestie it was literally 4 in the morning, what do you expect from me sdfjsfhsf

I can’t literally can’t we were all right LMAO j2 fallout theory is real and cockles (Misha supporting Jensen) is [gunshots] I’m just laughing cause what the hell is this timeline we’re living LMAOOOOOOOOOO

we would always end up here <3

Do we have the copypaste anons to thank for JP basically confirming the J2 fallout? lol 🦚

yes, everybody say 'thanks annoying idiots!'

ROSE, WAKE UP, COME HERE,

THERE'S A LOT GOING ON FFS

YEAH I KNOW BUT I NEEDED SLEEP

Anticipating that there's going to be a lot of yelling about the prequel on here: I am cackling, but also, I mean, the first time Dean got a look into his parent's past, Cas was the catalyst: literally entered Dean's mind and catapulted him to the 70s. So idk, it's not completely unreasonable to expect some Cas cameos, maybe setting up a parallel timeline since Dean is narrating. What I'm saying is, this is Jackles, he's getting JDM and Misha in on this lmao -Honeymoon Anon

you were right lmfaooo also i fully agree. misha's tweet further cemented that thought for me. he knew about this prequel and i dont think he is cas-baiting us, i think he'll be involved. i'd also be obsessed to see jensen and jdm act together again (though idk who jdm could play seeing as it's a prequel and he is way too old to play young j*hn)

longlivethetribbles heeft gevraagd:

Heyyyyyy bestie, are you SEEING the absolute madness going on right now holy shit

well a little late but I SURE AM BESTIE

bestie wake up pls s16 finale just dropped.

- 🍯

and WHAT a great one it was

I love coming home from work to see all of the chaos unfolding on Tumblr and Twitter. I'm absolutely buzzing right now. I'll probably still be here by the time you wake up and check tumblr 😂 - 🐢

lmaooo and were you still awake?? did you see my freak out??

Oooh bestie wake the fuck up, I know you’re gonna be excited for this one jsnsjsj

god i had SUCH a morning like. it's 12:00 now and all i did since i woke up is check tumblr rip

short summary: jen and dee gain the rights, they post on ig/twitter about a prequel ft john and mary that no one asked for, the fandom loses its everloving shit as usual, they trend on twitter thanks to the beloved twt intern who missed us, misha qt’s jen about cas possibly benefiting from being in the prequel, then j*red qt’s jensen abt how his feelings got hurt by him not being told about a prequel his character as no involvement in & he initially throws a tantrum, and the rest is history - 🦋 anon (ps: i hope this helps a little, i’ve been scattered brained trying to keep up with it all night lmao so pls let me know if i missed anything, bug crew !!)

thank you so much darling i figured it out eventually but this is a helpful summary!!!

I hope you enjoyed waking up to all of this XD -🐢

i sure did!!! also that answers my question about you being awake lmao

I WILL NEVER EVER EVER FORGIVE MYSELF FOR SLEEPING THROUGH ALL OF THIS DRAMA AND NOT EXPERIENCING IT IN PERSON I DIDN'T NEED THIS SLEEP - tea anon

well the party was still going strong this morning so im not TOO "gutted" see what i did there lmaooo

Now that you are caught up with the news... So idk if you remember this but...didn't jarpad tell jackles he was up for a reboot in an online panel? And jackles answered that this was news to him??

-🍯

yeah i think you are right but he was clearly joking and didnt expect jackles to actually be working on something already

J2 anon spare more of those anons let's finish this - tea anon

please, we're having a ball in this bitch

I saw a post on tumblr where someone said now that Kripke gave J&D the rights, maybe they’re starting with a prequel just to end on a reboot in years time and honestly ? I wanna believe that so badly. This is tinhatty but what if this is all calculated in a way that makes it so that Jensen is slowly starting to fix everything that was wrong with spn - now that he has the rights and he’s slowly making spn his own story ?! I mean he did say in his ig post he wants to ‘fill in the rest’ - and maybe Mary and John’s story is only the beginning of spn related content from J&D to come ??? Maybe he wants to give spn the justice it deserves ?? Thoughts ??

i dont think this is tinhatty at all i think this is very possible and not that much of a reach. i could see this happening yeah for sure

want to hear something funny. I found out I had a ruptured blood vessel in my eye because I was sending my friend a video freaking out when the prequel news dropped and I noticed the corner of my eye was red af. and when I got back online jared had tweeted.

DJFHSJD ANON THE CHAOS OF IT ALL, HELP, are you okay? <3

rose.. bestie... how are you feeling about The News? nsfshsf being european is a curse </3 🐞

i feel GREAT im living for it i feel on top of the world tbh (and yeah it really is dsjfhs)

What am I waking up to I can't WHAT I rested my eyes for like 5 minutes help *hits reblog button* - anon anon

yep yep essentially djfhs

“Jensen and Misha are Co workers who barley talk”

I can’t be sure of course but I’m fairly certain that this is the copypasta that brought the j/2 fallout theory back to life. Who’s apparently ‘barely talking’ now? skansjsjsj. It’s almost prophetic, these j/2 anons have superpowers I’m telling ya.

-poker face anon

next time we get one of them we should be thanking them lmaooo

ok, but are we gonna talk about the "When Daneel and I formed Chaos Machine Productions, we knew that the first story we wanted to tell was the story of John and Mary Winchester [...]"-quote because the way this is phrased implies they formed CHAOS MACHINE Productions with the intent of telling this story (first), i haven't been in this dumpster long enough but the name just tickles me in that Misha way, isn't it so sus??? am i missing something???? i mean with this announcement they SURE lived up to that name... 🧩-anon

you are absolutely right, chaos machine SCREAMS misha and we are all here for it!!

hey hey hey. joining the clownverse, there's no way THEE cas girl danneel doesn't know just how much the fandom loves misha and cas. so 2 + 2 = misha in the spn prequel!

AGREED

So I think I finally managed to catch up on wtf happened while I was asleep and my brain melted. What a shit show to wake up to.

Anyway thoughts.

I don't hate the idea of a Mary&John sequel. I think it has the potential to be good (It has the potential to be really bad too, so I'm kind scared).

🕯️🕯️🕯️ manifesting Mary being badass and John being kinda useless🕯️🕯️🕯️

As for the Jensen and J*red thing.

I can see Jensen not telling J*red even if they are still friends, because J*red is kinda good at accidentally telling Secrets. He could have told him right before he announced it so, so that J*red didn't have to find out from twitter. He was on the show for 15 years, he is bound to get asked about it. The public twitter meltdown was really unprofessional so. Like you have Jensen's number J*red. You could have sorted that out in private like a normal person, but instead you choose to act like a toddler throwing a tantrum.

Is it weird that I'm actually going to be kinda that for them if the actually had a falling out, even tho I don't like J*red all that much. They seemed to be really important to each other and while I thought before that the might have triefted apart a bit, I didn't think that the where actively fighting.

- 🐌 anon

the thing is, the polite/normal thing for jensen to do was text him before announcing it on twitter. it's weird he didn't, and that makes me believe that maybe yeah they did have a falling out. especially with the way j*red responded to it on twitter. if he had no other reason to be this upset (no prior beef or falling out) you'd think that he wouldn't be responding like this. on the other hand, the man is a mysterie to me so who the hell knows. i'm not gonna mourn about it if they did/do grow apart because j*red is just.... awful imo.

[mythiccheroacademia]

Hi!! I don’t know if you’re doing requests rn but can you do a scenario with Kirishima, midoriya, Bakugou and todoroki learning dance moves with their s/o?? (The woah, milly rock, driving the boat, etc.)

 GIRRLLLLLLL 

my first ask!!!! ayyeeeeee, what it do babyyyyy

k, i’m done but thank you sm for asking! and for future reference, i’m open for scenarios/imagines/anything lmao

i hope you like it! 

Characters: Kirishima, Midoryia, Bakugo, and Todorkoki

Warnings: a serious case of fucking it up (ass throwing as well??)

PG-13 

y’all, i couldn’t help myself hehe

A/N: the gag is, i was literally just turning up to my good sis Megan Thee Stallion and Rico Nasty so this should be fun

Kirishima Eijrou:

the best hype man and dont @ me on it

It was after hours and, outside of U.A., the night was quite peaceful, for the most part. Most were tucked in their bed, fast asleep, but some of the young future heroes of Japan were wide awake. That included you and Kirishima. 

You spent the night showing him some of your favorite Western music videos. He recognized some of the long-time globally famous ones like Beyoncé, Nicki Minaj, and Rihanna (who you both had a crush on). You had tried showing him the moves to Single Ladies and Super Bass, but he couldn’t quite get. 

“C’monnn, just jut your hip out more,” he laughed.

Kirishima made a face before dramatically sticking his hind up. You punched his arm to which he broke out in laughter. 

“Ahh, I’m just hopeless,” he shrugged.

You rolled your eyes. “No, no! You got the shoot, but you have to know more. There’s gotta be something.”

“What about him?”

You looked at the video suggestion he motioned towards, and your brows shot up in excitement.

“DaBaby! Of course!”

“DaBaby?”

“I’m about to change your life.”

It only took one watch for Kirishima to pick up on the DaBaby shoulder, BOP dance, and fist pound. He was a natural and went hard on it. 

*and his muscles looked real nice all flexed like that but that’s besides the point~* 

You two spent the late hours running through all his Albums and EPs, dancing and hyping one another up. It was so fun that you two ended up having to take a shower because of how sweaty y’all were. 

The fist to thigh pound was now you two’s celebratory dance each time one of you made an accomplishment.

You both passed a test?

DaBaby.

Won a team competition?

DaBaby.

Made it through a battle alive?

DaBaby.

Midoryia Izuku:

i’m sorry but it’s like cannon this boi cant dance, but bless his heart, he really tries

You should’ve just sat down and ate your food, but, of course, you didn’t care about priorities when it came to tiktok. (just bear with me y’all)

It was an unhealthy obsession you wouldn’t admit to. You spent hours on it. Ochako had gotten you hooked on after she kept sending you tiktok dances to learn with the girls. It was fun though, especially since dancing was something you loved to do. You still kept up with your grades, so there wasn’t much harm in it.

But then, you made a mistake.

You were eating lunch with your boyfriend and watching a tiktok Momo had sent in your groupchat. The two girls in the video were dancing before they hit the woah on the beat drop. 

Izuku heard the music and looked over at what you were watching. 

“What’s that?” he asked.

“Oh, it’s these two girls dancing. They’re really good!”

You showed him the video and it was like he’s found his life’s purpose.

“W-what was that? At the end!?” 

“Uhh, it’s called the woah?”

“Do you know how to do it?”

“Yeah–”

“Teach me!”

So you spent the lunch period teaching him the move. It wasn’t very complicated, but you found that he had no sense of rhythm and flow. It took a couple YouTube tutorials and then some for him to decently grasp the concept. When lunch was over, he kissed and hugged you like you were his savior.

“Thank you for showing me! I must show the others!”

You were so confused.

But you didn’t know you created a monster.

That is ALL this man does now!

You’ll see him in the mornings. “Hey Izuku!”

“Hey y/n!” 

Hits the woah.

He answers a question correctly?

Hits the woah.

He answers a question incorrectly?

Hits the woah.

Beats Bakugo in a competiton.

Hits the woah.

Bakugo did not appreciate that. 

He downloaded tiktok and 80% of the videos are of him and/or someone else hitting the woah.

All Might has asked you if your boyfriend is going through something. You just pinch your nose. 

Bakugo Katsuki:

won’t outwardly admit to knowing how to dance, but when the time comes, he’s ready for anything

also! i’m inlcuding african moves in this one, hope you dont mind

Sometimes, when you two aren’t doing anything in particular, you’ll try and teach him some moves. He’ll usually sneer about not wanting to learn and how dumb it was. You fake cry and he begrudgingly does it (bc when you cry he panics)

There are multiple snapchat videos of you putting on Shatte Wale or EL (Lomi) and you two doing the shaku shaku or azonto. You were surprised when he picked up other moves like dougie, lean back, and jerkin. 

The music was blasting in his room and you two were following the Walk It Out music video, dancing, copying what you could and just having fun with one another. At first, Bakugo was a bit stiff, embarrassed that he was even indulging in something like this, but he saw the happy look on your face and set a tiny bit of his pride aside.

Plus, you were actually kinda good and he wasn’t gonna let you show him up on something he knew he was good at. 

“Ayyee, okay Bakugo! You kinda lit!” you cheered.

The genuine praise made him blush. “I don’t know what you thought this was, but of course I can dance, idiot!” he exclaimed, trying to fight his sudden embarrassment with how into it he was getting. 

You laughed at him and he was about to cuss you out until you gasped.

Suddenly, your favorite song by Saweetie came on and your face fell into all seriousness as you broke out in dance. He sputtered when you sensually moved your body over to him, taking his hand and turning so your body so your back was to him. 

“Well if you’re so good, why don’t you prove it,” you challenged. 

He was confused until you circled your hips and he automatically followed your lead. Bakugo’s prior bashfulness left him and a proud grin spread across his lips, eyes half-lidded with desire. 

“Oh, bet.”

You bent forwards, hands on your knees as you threw it back on him–and he caught it just fine. This was his kind of dancing. He was a beast in clubs. (ofc you’re 18+). 

It wasn’t like it was anything new to him. You two have had many many opportunities to practice. 

When “Red Nose” came on, it was over. 

Well, the dancing was over~

Todoroki Shoto:

hits the meanest milly rock and you cant convince me otherwise

*youre in an American club for this one and you all are most certainly 21+*

You two were overseas for a vacation. Well, it was supposed to be a trip for a business convention, and he was going as the next heir to his father’s company, but who wouldn’t use this as a getaway?

Plus, a chance to show your boyfriend where you come from?

And on Endeavor’s dime? Say less. 

You were going out to a club downtown with your Shoto and your friends and their partners. It would be a nice de-stressor for the long day you and Todoroki had handling business. 

At first, Todoroki was a bit hesitant. You offered to have a dance practice, but he softly declined. He wasn’t one to go out and you didn’t push it.

But then he saw you in that tight outfit, the one that makes your ass pop, and he grabbed the keys before you could. 

The sooner you went, the sooner y’all could get back home for the real party.

Anyway–

At first, you two are just standing and talking, enjoying one another’s company. You’re a bit tipsy when you’re friends drag you onto the dance floor and you let loose. Todoroki’s watching you with a soft smile and then talking to your friends’ partners before they prompt him to take a couple shots. 

He might be one of the fiercest heroes in Japan, but mans can’t hold his liquor.

He sees you dancing and can’t help but miss the way your body feels in his hands. You both make eye contact and he’s suddenly making a b-line for you.

*Big Ole’ Freak by Megan Thee Stallion begins*

Todoroki is working his hardest to catch all the ass you’re throwing, using his hands and the support from the people behind him. He won’t let his good sis Todoroki Tina down. 

He’s pretty damn good at catching.

Y’all are sin on the floor. So much so that your friends are HOLLERING. 

“FUCK IT UP Y/N!!!”

“LET’S GOOOO SHOTO”

“CATCH THAT ASS, BRO!!”

“BITTTCHHH!!!”

*Cue Pour It Up by Rihanna*

The music changes, and suddenly, both of you are facing each other, hittin’ the folks and slowing down the nae nae. Nasty Freestyle by T-Wayne comes on, and you guys are the center of attention.

Let me tell you…it was perfection.

The City Girls came on and Todoroki amps it up—you rapping the lyrics as he dances. (He loves the City Girls as much as he does Meg and hopes a woman scams his dad like that)

But you even lose your shit when Shoto starts to milly rock. He’s got the entire club hyping him up. 

The next day, you both are watching videos from last night. Your brows shot up in surprise at how natural he was. You both were kinda shook.

“I’ve never seen you dance a day in your life. Where did this come from?” you asked, a genuine pitch in your tone.

Shoto was just as clueless as you. 

“I have no idea.”

[indigosandviolets]

hi! may i request headcanons of donny donowitz being in a serious relationship, leading to marriage and stuff, please? (with some little smut thehehe) thank you 😊😊😍

ohhhhhh it’s my boy, it’s my boy donny, hell yes here we fucking GOOOO

Let’s be honest here, Donny was NOT expecting to have a serious relationship with another Basterd until that Basterd turned out to be you

you were a combat nurse for the Basterds because Aldo saw it fit for them to be able to get stitched up on the move

and, you had to admit, Donny sweaty as hell with a baseball bat and beating the shit out of the people you hate the most?

#that’s hot

you’re also a sucker for Boston accents but again, it’d go straight to his damn head

you didn’t let him know that for a little bit

why? it’d go STRAIGHT to his fucking head

and it totally did

but he didn’t really let it show too much (yes he did, he winked at you every damn time he bashed a Nazi’s head in afterward)

the thing that made him really fall in love with you was your equal passion for baseball

after you said something about where he got his bat he asked you to be his girlfriend after like an hour of you two rambling about baseball

“so, uh-“

“yes, sir?”

(the kinda got him hard but we don’t talk about that yet ;)) “y/n, would you like to be my baseball-loving, nazi- hatin’ girlfriend?”

“thought you’d never ask, sir”

he had had girlfriends before, but nothing very serious

he had never felt the way he had around any girl before because he didn’t have a girlfriend who was, uh, interesting as you were

like despite being a nurse, you actually had no background in nursing before this other than some simple first aid classes before you were all dropped in

you actually just wanted to fight the nazis, and Aldo let you sometimes

now, were you two the most terrifying couple to ever exist? oh most definitely

it’s one thing when you’re being beaten to death by the bear jew, it’s another thing when you’re being beaten to death by the bear jew and his girlfriend is doing a fucking play-by-play

“Donny’s up to the plate!”

“Oh, a swing and a miss but — oh shit, he’s hittin’ better than ever!”

“Sergeant Donny Donnowitz knocks it out of the fucking PARK!”

it’s a major confidence boost for him and he loves every last second of it

during Operation Kino? you were ready to throw hands with Aldo over sending in Donny, but hey, what other choice was there?

you had to admit, he did look pretty damn hot in that suit

so, before they got out of the limousine, he gave you his dog tags in case he didn’t get out of there in time

first time you cried around ANY of the Basterds

you were stone cold while Landa talked with you, Aldo and Utivich because Donny should be with you and Landa should be dead

DONNY DOESNT DIE BY THE WAY

he does lose a leg though and he’s scared as hell that you’ll leave him over it

“are you shitting me? why would i leave you over that?”

“i dunno, i just —“

“you just nothing donny. i love you no matter what, alright?”

“alright.”

after a few months of rehab in england you two can finally go home and you move in with him in Boston

you’re married within the month

it wasn’t a big ceremony and you two didn’t have a honeymoon, instead you went to a Red Socks game, and to be honest, that’s the perfect way to describe your relationship

hey, this is my warning that after here is a little smutty. when you see another break in the text, that’s where it ends, so if you’re not into that kinda stuff or your under 18, WAIT UNTIL THE TEXT BREAK

your first time together was the night after your wedding

Donny, despite looking like a rough guy, is actually GENTLE AS FUCK WITH YOU

like while you’re undressing each other, he’s slow about it, making sure you’re okay the entire time

when he gets the back of your dress undone and over your head, he sees his dog tags

“you never took ‘em off?”

“‘course not.”

if he wasn’t hard before, HE SURE AS HELL IS NOW JESUS

he admires every last bit of your body, and you’re the same with him

you may or may not have called him sir a few times during this but that’s not any of my buisness

Donny is constantly praising you. all that boy does is praise the fuck out of you during sex

let’s just say you were pregnant about a week after you got married cause jesus FUCK that man is horny

okay, here’s the break with more domestic shit because i cannot get enough of domestic shit

you named your first kid Art and you call him Artie. he’s not named after anybody, you two just wanted to give him a -ie or -y name

you know how people say romance can die after a few years of marriage?

yeah, well that NEVER FUCKING HAPPENED

Donny is just as passionate with you five years into marriage as the day he met you three years before you two got married

Artie is what got Donny back into playing ball

despite what doctors first told him, he could still play some baseball here and there

after a few weeks of coaching a little league team and you cheering from the sidelines, Donny comes up to you and tells you just how much he loves it

“also, uh, can we have another kid?”

“do you really need to ask?” (the answer is no, he fucking doesn’t)

your next kid is a daughter and you name her Anja

she’s not into baseball the same way as Art, but she likes to watch you keep the books from the dug out

both of your kids look just like Donny, but they have your eyes

Anja likes to play with Donny’s dog tags, and one day he walks in on you telling her the story about them

and after that, he knows that he could never, ever be happier with anyone in his entire goddamn life

[stimmypaw]

Stimmypaw reads Darkest Night! The fourth text post!

Back with these uh live reading comments! Remember those? yeah! I'm on the fourth book of Warrior Cats: A Vision of Shadows :D I read The Apprentice's Quest and Thunder and Shadow and Shattered Sky and now!! I'm here :D and boy did I have a time. Click read more to see it!

NEEDLETAIL?????????

Needletail???????????

What?????

OH???????

Wh THIS GUY IS TALKIN 2 DEAD PEOPLE????

HOW WHO IS THAT

OH MY GOD

These guys are weak and dumb skyclan is epic and sharing the territory with them is good, but of course sparkpelt isn't dealing well with change wink wink nudge wink nudge nudge huh???? (this is a nod to how I project into her and say shes autistic)

I am getting anxious for tinycloud SERIOUSLY how much longer until those kits??? Everyday you show up and its WOW my tummy ssure is HUGE AND BULGING I just Wonder Oh When They'll Be Born, probably pretty soon!!! :) and then they arent!!!! Birth dammit!!!

Cherryfall cut the sick and hurt cats some slack jeez youre Fine, youre not feeding half the forest and you have THREE medicine cats ready to help you if youre not feeling well

Bastard Cherryfall I hate you /lh

Dovewing and Tigerheart have relationship drama again. What is UP with those two I simply do not understand them

Watching Bramblestar trying to control this bizarre situation is actually funny he is so close to screaming "PLEASE dont be mad :c"

SOON WHEN???? JUST KIT THOSE KITTENS DAMMIT

Get her, Alderheart

They LITERALLY said something about sharing the territory, they were like "Stars have five points baby and we need those 5 clans togetherrrr" what else do these cats want??? I know its a big change but its necessary

Wait everyone shut up that cat is named Podlight this is so important to me

Dang these cats are really still struggling :c I wish they didnt blame each other

Harestar is so cool

What the FUCK mistystar????

God what a disaster of a gathering Starclan is gonna be so pissed everyone is doing the opposite of what they should

I was holding my breath oof

I hope thunderclan gives some territory too thats too small a space for Skyclan

Oh boy oh boy oh boy i am Anxious for these Kitties

Violetpaw is me having nightmares every night

Macgyver is a heavily gringue name and I have No Clue how to say it how the hell do you say it

Update its either Mick Guyver or Mac Guyver apparently

Its fun to see how different the sisters are from one another, I love them both

I also love their mom with the name identical to puddleshine wish I got to meet her

IM CRYING BRO........M...MDB.....NFBANN.....VIOLETPAW BELONGS MY DARLING MY DAUGHTER

Sadly Twigpaw is for gender binarism 😔 /j

Twigpaw is often in her thoughts and doesn't pay attention to anything around her and I love her for that

Bad news Finpaw is gonna lose his tail, good news I can draw his tail fin-shaped

Puddleshine surgeon moment!!!

I love Graystripe and Millie

And I love that being flirty is a part of Sparkpelt's personality, I don't know what Alderheart is talking about she's always been dandelion-headed

Ok this is epic, I’m glad we’re breaking gender roles in Warrior Cats my heart dropped when the books called Briarlight cr*ppled, that’s the thing they promised not to do anymore recently right? I’m not sure but, I could use some uh less ableism on my Warrior Cats, the series is old but the newer books should be better, so yeah, good modernize these cats babyyy

OH COOL Skyclan journey!!! Fun I hope they find someone :] also fuck Molewhisker and Cherryfall bastards.

Jayfeather is gonna miss Alderheart too much for him to leave hehehe

ALL of Starclan showed up just to call out Riverclan pahahah

oooo is shadowclan haunted?????

FINALLY TINYCLOUD IS KITTING YES GOD YES GO QUEEN GOOOO!!!!

I wonder why Twigpaw wants to stay behind, there has to be more than just the camp stuff

"I wish I were more positive like Twigpaw, but at least I'm just as scarred by the death of my loved ones as my dad :] I like being like him"

Violetpaw witnesses a car crash 😔 that was a bit messy what happened to those cars also why the hell was one of them smaller was it a bike??? Or ???? Idk what's up with it!!!

Needletail just happens to have slow-down turned on for her on the discord chat so she can only say like a few words each hour :/ why the hell is she here tho Violetpaw needs to get OVER your death!!!!

This short exchange has made me love Dewpaw

Also, I love Twigpaw, I still wonder why she stayed behind tho

Ahh, is it cus she feels too estranged from her family :c ? I wish her mom was around maybe that would help

Jee Twigpaw be a tad more empathic, I can see Twigpaw struggles with that sometimes

You can't cheer him up right now he's grieving, just find him on common ground, talk to him, don't try to make him happy just try to keep him company

Oh wow finpaw that's a dangerous thing to say I hope Twigpaw doesn't crumble under the pressure to never be sad because people like her because she's happy and her being sad would be bad

ALSO I JUST REMMEMBRERD UH TWIGPAW MENTIONED BRIARLIGHT BUT BERRYNOSE IS RIGHT THERE???? HE IS RIGHT HE DIDNT DIE OFF SCREEN IM SURE OF IT WAIY

BERRYNOSS IS RIGHT THERE I CHDCKED!!!! HE LOST HIS TAIL TOO AND HES A GREAT WARRIOR, TWIGPAW!!!! YOU SHOULD HAVE MENTIONED IT ITS MORE RELATABLE

Okay I'm glad they're getting along this is nice

Oh look twigpaw you Are like your father :] this is cute

Skyclan begins to fish competitively I'm glad

I like it when medicine cats bicker about their leader's behaviors ehheheh, Jayfeather talking about how weak Shadowclan is, Alderheart being annoyed at his father for wanting to stay silent, the others worried about the tensions this is all cheff the kisser

Jayfeather spitting the truths about how Starclan doesn't know shit, and he is very much one to speak

Puddleshine: Rowanstar stepped up the patrols :c

Leadstar: He has warriors enough for that?? Damn good for him

Dang poor Skyclan I hope they manage stuff better soon

Oooo the girls are fighting!!!

Alderheart starclan anxiety time dang

Sheep :]

Needletail :[

I'm sad Ravenpaw isn't here, this is a lovely reunion scene but knowing Barley will be alone when they all leave breaks my heart

Oh, maybe not, but if they stay I'll be sad also cus Skyclan needs its warriors

Aw man, Twigpaw is struggling :c

OUCH

I WANT SKYCLAN 2 SWIM THO......

Omg crimes

That sounds kinda possessive twigpaw!

DOVEWING?????

T

WhHAHAGAHAHA WHERE DID THAT COME FROM

omg tigerstar 2 real

Whats he gonna do to rowanstar???

ALRIGHT THATA OVER THEN PAHAHA

Aw, I'm glad they're having fun tho, and that twigpaw sees herself as skyclan

Alderheart, as he meets someone for the first time in a while: ARE YOU OKAY???

Blackstar protagonist moment

The medicine cats: our gods are toying with us again and destiny is uncertain

Leaders: I cannot DO this right now PLEASE leave and let me care for The Real Issues

Alderheart: YOU WILL hang out at my house Willowshine this isn't up for debate

Riverclan suffered enough and it's their turn to throw a tantrum about it, honestly good for them hsghahah

Alderheart asks his father to go on a quest to check people's feet

WHAT THR HELL IS A CANTANKEROUS

Alderheart and Willowpelt sitting there watching Shadowclan fight

This is really funny

HEWWO????

Puddleshine, in his eyes: help help

I love Skyclan

Ok this sounds like it's gonna be very very fun

Mission impossible: Escape From São Paulo

Oh, is Fallowfern deaf? That's so poggers omg I wanna see more of her

Edit: fallowfern is an elder that lost her hearing with age and retired after that happened :/ boring

I love leafstar so much

Juniperclaw: aren't you gonna punish her????

Leafstar: why

Juniperclaw: when I tell rowanstar he's gonna be pissed

Leafstar: don't tell him

Juniperclaw: the fuck is wrong with you and your clan??? Where is everyone???????

Leafstar: busy

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I don't trust abled people specially able-bodied people telling disabled people they just have to train harder and feeling sorry for yourself won't help.

But this is the closest to a positive message to disabled people we have ever had in warriors so I guess I'll take it but I want better

IVYPOOL!!!💖💖💖💖💕

Dang ivypool what a way to show someone you miss them hahaha

Twigpaw: uhhhh how's dovewing?

Ivypool: what do you mean did she do something illegal I'm sure she did

Ivypool is a seriously funny character WHY are you yelling at the young adult about your sisters illegal activities she doesn't know anything about it!!!!

Alderheart goes on an adventure

Feet inspector on the road!!!!

Jasper is so funny I love him

Omg what's he got against clan cats??? What's his sad backstory????

YEESSSS SPARKPELT MY LOVE 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕💕💕💕💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💕💕💕

Sparkpelt your opinion sucks but I love you

I'm really really glad they had this moment this is really sweet, they hadn't talked for a while but this is genuine like, we hadn't had this sort of relationship in so long in the books with just, dialogue yknow??? THEYRE TALKING ABOUT THINGS

And the pause Sparkpelt takes between her speaking to fix what she's saying "I'm sorry for saving you :c no wait uhh not exactly but like" this is so good so natural so fun I love you sparkpelt

I get why she has a diferent opinion on Skyclan it's good for someone close to Alderheart to have a different mindset from him and for him to have someone like uh be opposites from him a lil yknow contrats his characteristics makes both siblings fun round and full of kitty do you get what I'm saying???

I love this

I love Sparkpelt, love her lil anxious moments, love her, love that she just wants to fool around with toms and enjoys Larksong but doesn't want to get serious you go girl

They wanted to write smart-ass they wanted to write smart-ass so bad

They're doing this in the rain?????

I'm quite certain Violetpaw is a young adult by this point its valid for her to go

Wh why did you let your cat out in the rain dude!!! When it comes back it's gonna dirty up the whole place it's wet out there!!!! And the cold is gonna get in the house!!!!!!!

I WAS HOLDING MY BREATH OH LORD

That was SO INTENSE AND SO FUNNY AND SO MUCH, IM SO GLAD SHE MADE IT I GOT SCARED

Oh this is so epic

That moment when your cat nearly dies and then it runs off and you go after it and then a bunch of other cats show up and start running with it

I hope Twigpaw can see the others soon

Glad to see her keeping her medicine cat knowledge ehehehe

???????

Sandynose I hate you you are so abled

Sandynose: I don't want my son to feel distanced from his peers so I'm distancing him from his peers

DOVEWING???

SANDYNOSE SHUT UP IM GOING TO KILL YOU ANS MURDER YOU

I'm so upset with Sandynose WHY isn't leafstar seeing this WHY DOESNG ANYONE SEE THIS SOMSONE PLEASE CONFORT AND LOVE MY CHILD TWIGPAW DOESNT DESERVE THIS

Angry sad upset why

Piscina

Thanks graystripe

Ok who's dying this time

Ok no one just a background cat got hurt he will survive otherwise it would be relevant

This was intense though what will happen now???

YES FINALLY

Oh this is lovely so good they're here!!! The rest of skyclan has arrived and we are all happy together

That dream felt good

NEEDLETAIL??? AGAIN

Where were you at!!!!

What!!!

Check this man's feet how many toes are there this could be good

What

Hegshahwha what the fuck is up with this guy

Okay I like him

Ohhh THATS tree

Change your name if you don't like it you sound trans already

Yeah nothing makes one smarter like dying

This is very fun I'm excited for more of whatever happening

Twigpaw :c

HIS SNIFFLES

Oh no

Hhhhnn I want Twigpaw to be happy so bad, I hate seeing her struggles

Sandynose you are so evil and very detested by me

You can and you SHOULD feel angry at Sandynose he SUCKS and he is being needlessly mean at you!!!!! There are much better ways to bring up the possibility that maybe you'd be happier with thunderclan!!! Fuck off Sandynose

Oh so Snowbush hasn't improved, maybe he will die?

Poor Alderheart

Oh fuck there he goes

Yeah

Aw man, rip to the background cat

That was a heavy death too

Aw, I was hoping the rest of Skyclan would show up before the gathering, maybe just after it???

I wonder what's going on in Shadowclan

TIGERHEARTS MISSING HUH???

The couple was kidnapped

HUH????

Oh my lord oh fuck

Can't anyone step up to lead why do they depend on Tigerheart so much???

Jesus christ

Alderheart kills his gods

This is so chaotic and funny I'm worried as hell for shadowclan but excited a lot is happening

HI TREE AGSGAHAH

Tawnypelt >:(

Puddleshine: WAIT DONT KICK HIM OUT, CHECK OUT HIS FREAKY FEET INSTEAD

Oh dear

Twigpaw :c

TWIGPAW :CCCC Man rememebr when I said I hope Twigpaw doesn't crumble under the pressure of being happy for others? yeah

GET OUT SANDYNOSE I DONT CARE YOURE BEING REASOMABLE FOR ONCE YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN LATER

:C

I'm so heartbroken for them

Uh pdhsgahab okay then

Bye finpaw

Wow that was easy for him

This is fun

I'm still sad as hell

Okay there's a lot going on right now wow

The owl scene was funny as hell to picture, this dramatic prophetic moment and the cats just "uuggh is that a prophecy??? Nooo"

Okay so

There's some shadowclan cats missing, considering the many sleekwhisker maps I'm sure she's up to no good but I have no clue what happened to the others and I hope they're okay

Wow! That was really something

Fantastic ending to a very good book its, definitely a different energy from the third but I'm really enjoying this I'm still excited as hell!!! I got worried things would get kinda bad from here but nope!!!! Very fun stuff for now this is very very good and I am enjoying it

This is definitely one of the most fun arcs I've read so far!!! The drama the stakes the little moments everything is tying together really well into a very fun story I'm enjoying a lot!

I worry for Twigpaw and hope for her happiness, and Violetshine too, hope her and Hawkwing deal well with missing her. Tree is being interesting. Alderheart wasn't much of a focus here but always fun to see him trying to solve the damn prophecy no leaders seem to care about. Mousewhisker was okay??? Lots of very fantastic turns for all events and uh let's see where this all goes next!!!

[lovingkaneko]

Ch.1: The Girl With The Bike (Colt x Mc)

Summary: Colt Kaneko never lost a race, but when challenged to one by a female from another crew, he finds himself to be smitten with her. 

Author Note: I don’t get many reads but I hope you guys actually check this story out! First chapter, let’s goooo. Next part here

Book: Ride or Die: A Bad Boy Romance | Choices: Stories You Play (AU)

Pairing: Colt Kaneko x MC | Ellie Wheeler

Word Count: 2,356 

Rating: VERY N*FW (Sex, Swearing)

Sometimes I genuinely couldn’t understand why my pops trusted that guy, he was a nobody. He was just a high school drop out, but he was kept around for what? The fact that he can drive fast? Bullshit. My dad never believed in me, never saw what I was capable of. So, I sat at the front desk chewing my gum aggressively and waiting for costumers. Nothing interesting ever happened, I’d only ever meet people who knew nothing about cars and were trying to repair something. Yet, Logan got to be part of the crew and I didn’t. I couldn’t help but clench my fists with anger, not hearing a voice calling me.

“Son,” I finally heard and sat up in my seat quickly.

“What is it?” I asked him as I popped my gum aggressively.

“I want you to do something for me,” He said blankly, as always. But still, my heart jumped excitedly at the thought of being needed by him. I kept a poker face as I answered.

“How can I finally be of service to you?”

“Don’t think you’re doing anything big, you’re simply turning in a car to a customer. That’s all I ask,” My dad answered in an expressionless tone.

“A customer for the shop?”

“No, son. You’ll be giving the keys to a member of the Wheelers.”

My jaw dropped unexpectedly, the Wheeler Crew was a well known group. Like the MPC, they also deal illegal cars. Nobody messes with them, their leader is rumored to be a police officer, you’d be in immediate danger. I was shocked my dad came to me with this request.

“Why can’t pretty boy do it?” I asked with a scoff, pretending I wasn’t at all enthused about the job.

“He’s out doing me another job, everyone else is busy. Trust me, you weren’t my first choice.”

I felt anger bubble up in my chest at his words, but I couldn’t ruin this moment I had to prove to him that I was capable of doing other jobs for him. I’d start with turning in a car and then I’d work my way up to more serious tasks. 

“When do I go?” 

“Now, she’ll be waiting for you at the regular dealing spot. You’ve followed me there before,” My dad answered and I nodded.

“I’m on it.”

He handed me some keys and I raised eyebrows when I realized what they had bought. A 2019 Camero, not bad for a car. I got out of the shop quickly, not wanting to waste any more time. I put on my helmet and rode off on my motorcycle. The wind flowing through my shirt was something I would never get used to, the adrenaline pulsing through my body was intoxicating. 

Buildings passed by in a blur, I was going fast and zooming through the alleys of Los Angeles. Before I knew it, I got to my destination. The dim lights in this alley were making it slightly easier to see in the dark night. I couldn’t see anyone nearby, I scoffed. She was probably late, not surprising. 

“Wow, Kaneko sent his son. I’m honored,” said a female voice from behind me. She was leaning on the wall with a bike next to her. But it wasn’t just any bike, she was standing beside a Suzuki Hayabusa motorcycle.. My jaw dropped at the sight of it, one of the fastest bikes in the world. The girl’s head turned to look at the vehicle beside her.

“Like the bike huh? Got it last year, a birthday gift from my dad.”

I hadn’t paid much attention to her, I was distracted by the vehicle beside her. But I finally met her eyes and chest tightened painfully. My heart began to beat faster than usual and I felt like throwing up. What the fuck was I feeling? 

“It’s nice, don’t think it’s a bit fast for a girl like you?” I asked with a smirk as I tempted her. She didn’t seem to like the joke, she scoffed.

“What would you know about speed? I could beat you in a race any day,” She raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms.

“I would love to see you try, princess.”

Her eyes looked at me up and down, slowly.

“It’s odd seeing you here, your old man never lets you out to do business,” She pointed out after a few moments of silence.

“Yeah? Well, I’ll be around more now that I can prove myself to him.”

“That’s good,” She smirked, “I’ll be sure to leave a good word in for you.”

I felt my heart twist at her words, if my pops could just hear that I did well with this job, surely he’ll trust me more. If she mentioned to him that I was professional and fit for the job, then maybe I could do more for him.

“Under one condition,” She added.

“What would that be?”

“Only men get to be part of the big boy activities. I’m not sure you’ve got it in you to work for your dad’s business,” She walked closer to me, “You’ve gotta prove yourself to be a man.”

My mind clouded with anger as she taunted me, but my body reacted... Differently.

“Yeah? Well why should I have to prove anything to you?”

“You don’t,” She answered, trailing her words, “But wouldn’t you love to keep doing business with us? If I only requested that you come to the trades.”

My eyebrows raised in surprise, she could definitely make those sorts of requests to my dad. He didn’t have the guts to say no to the Wheelers. 

“What do you have in mind?” I asked as I finally allowed myself to take in the rest of her appearance. My eyes trailed down to analyze her body and boy, I was pleased with what I saw. 

“A few things... How about a bet,” She was standing right in front of me. Even though I towered over her, she still didn’t lose confidence. 

“A bet?”

“Mhm...” She bit her bottom lip gently as she thought for a moment. I wanted to badly to push her up against the alley wall and just--

“A race,” She said finally, “You, me, and our bikes. A quick spin around the block. If you win, I get to tell your dad that you’re the best dealer I’ve met. If I win, well... Let’s just say you’ll have to find out.”

I don’t know how I felt in that moment, I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body, I felt taunted and overall... Turned on.

I nodded slowly, “You’ve got yourself a bet.”

She smirked triumphantly and made her way over to her bike, putting her helmet on. She turned to me and motioned towards my motorcycle. I snapped out of my daze and got on my bike, making sure to slip on my helmet as well. 

The engine of her ride roared into the night and my eyes admired her body. She sat up straight and drove out of the alley to our starting line. I followed her, the adrenaline rushing through my veins. She stayed beside me.

“Whoever makes it back here first wins, it’s an innocent race. Don’t even think of playing dirty with me, little boy.”

This girl pushed every button on me, making me angry and ready to win.

“Won’t have to,” I smirked, knowing she can’t see me behind my helmet. 

“Count of three!” She yelled over the roar of her engine, “One... Two... Three!”

We started driving at the exact same time, I could easily beat her. I’ve never lost a race against another bike. The wind flew through my clothes, I heard nothing but the sound of it. I could see her beside me, her body leaned forward as she laid on the bike to go faster. 

Before I knew it, she was ahead of me by a lot. I stepped on it, quickly making my way close behind her, still not being in the lead. Beside the wind, I finally heard something. She was roaring with laughter, mocking me.

Her voice echoed in my head, “What would you know about speed?”

I’ll show her what I know. I somehow went faster than I ever had, not willing to lose to a cocky bitch like her. My bike drove next to hers, the finish line in sight. She twisted her head to look at me, I looked back at her and could’ve sworn she winked. 

Her motorcycle zoomed ahead, beating me by five full seconds. She slowed down and finally stopped. She parked the bike and took her helmet off, her braid messy because of the wind. I got off as well and placed my helmet on the bike.

“I won, fair and square.”

“Didn’t expect that from a girl,” I answered as the adrenaline of a race still pumped through my body. 

“Well, you don’t know anything about me,” She whispered as she stood directly in front of me. Her gaze was intense and I could see that she was planning something to do to me. But I couldn’t think much, her body was tempting me to do things I’ve never thought of doing. I never thought that having a girl beat me in a race would be so sexy.

There was a dark look in her eyes that made her a thousand times hotter. She pressed her hand onto my stomach, feeling my abs.

“Decisions, decisions... What am I going to do with you?” She asked as she continued to feel me up. Normally, I would’ve just teased her for being desperate. But I wanted her now more than anything. 

I pushed her into the wall directly behind her, capturing her lips with mine. She moaned into my mouth, a sign that she wasn’t expecting me to kiss her. Her hand made its way behind my neck, pulling me closer. Her other hand traveled up my shirt and she roamed around. 

My arms were wrapped around her waist, my hand lowering to feel her ass. I gently squeezed and she gasped into the kiss. I took this as the chance to slip my tongue inside her mouth, she was going crazy for me and I could feel it. 

After deepening the kiss, I finally pulled away and pressed a teasing peck to her jaw. Slowly, I trailed my lips down to her sweet neck, only letting my mouth hover over and breathe on her. She squirmed with need and I finally locked my lips right below her jaw. I gently scraped my teeth against her neck and she whimpered with pleasure.

I continued to mark her neck, loving how she would make the best noises. I went back to her lips and she sighed heavily, missing the contact.

Surprisingly, she decided she wanted to do the same to me. Her lips suckling at my neck, making sure that her bites were noticeable. 

We went back to devouring each other’s lips, hungry and filled with need.

I didn’t expect her hand to trail down to the bulge in my pants, she gently palmed me as we made out. This girl was going to drive me insane, I could already tell. 

“Please,” I whimpered as I couldn’t take it anymore. The voice that came out of me was one I hadn’t ever heard before, I hated it, I sounded so weak. 

“Those are the magic words, baby,” She licked her lips and made her way to her knees. My heart pumped erratically in my chest and I simply couldn’t function.

She unbuttoned my pants and trailed the zipper down, only pulling my jeans down low enough to expose my package. Lucky for us, this alley was fairly dark and everyone was scared of it anyways. We’d be alone for a while.

She pressed a kiss to my bulge through my boxers and I couldn’t help but groan. I felt as she pulled them down and kissed the tip of my erection. Her tongue licked the top all the way to the bottom slowly. I heard her hum in approval.

Finally, she took me into her mouth. My jaw dropped and I let out a moan I didn’t know I was holding back. She sucked harshly and drove me crazy. 

I pulled at her hair and she groaned, sending vibrations onto my cock. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I tried to tell her, but my voice was caught in my throat.

“I-- I’m--” 

“Shh baby, I’ve got you,” She whispered, her hot breath touching me made me almost lose my grip.

She went back to sucking and after a few moments, I felt myself on the edge.

“Aww look how I got you twitching,” She smirked as she looked up at me. She finished me off with her hand, I came harder than I ever had and she had only used her mouth. All the girls I had been with in the past barely got me to finish, but I had never felt anything like this.

She pulled my boxers back on and stood back up.

“Not bad, Kaneko,” She chuckled as she leaned back against the wall, crossing her arms. I was still catching my breath and couldn’t say anything. I kissed her again and she smiled against my lips.

“Don’t worry about getting me off tonight, we’ll just have to wait till next time,” She pressed one last lingering kiss onto my lips. She reached into my pockets and pulled out the keys without me even noticing, I was in a trance. She handed me a big case that I hadn’t seen before. It was heavy with cash and I totally forgot we were doing a trade.

“I’ll be sure to leave a good review,” She winked and got back on her bike. She drove off quickly, without letting me say goodbye. I ran a hand through my hair as I stared in the direction in which she left.

I smiled to myself for the first time, it wasn’t a smirk... I genuinely felt content.

[forasecondtherewedwon]

Hello! I am in love with everything you write. You’re so creative and you’re inspiring me to finally sit down and write something again. I love reading fics with flustered Peter and DAMN you deliver. I’m wondering if you could do a drabble with 23? :)

Hello, @sydzygy! Thank you for the prompt! Your message was so wonderful that I wish I could’ve gotten to it sooner! I have been writing this one for a while though… the end kinda kept getting further away until, whaddaya know, it’s over 5000 words. Plenty of flustered Peter AND flustered MJ though!

Thanks to you too, Anon! I saw the “please.” I appreciated the “please.” I made the fic NSFW.

Venus, ParkerPairing: Peter Parker x Michelle Jones (Spideychelle)Rating: E/NSFWWord count: 5602

23. “We bet and you lost, so you have to do it.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t intervene,” Peter hissed to Nedas they climbed the dune. “Some ‘guy in the chair’ you are.”

“I didn’t know he was going to make skinny-dipping thepunishment!” his best friend argued back. “How was I supposed to guess that,Peter?”

“You were supposed to stop it from happening in the firstplace!  You were supposed to make somekind of excuse on my behalf as soon as the words ‘I bet Penis can’t do abackflip’ were out of his mouth! I can’t let people know I’m good at thatstuff! It would totally blow my cover! I had to throw it.”

“If I can make a suggestion,” Ned huffed as they neared thetop, brushing through tall spikes of grass; the navy skyline widened. “Youshould work on not reacting to peer pressure. I didn’t make you take the bait.”

Peter sighed.

“I know, he just bugs me. I’m so sick of being called―”

“PENIS! PEEEEENIS! HURRY UP, YOU FUCKING TURTLE!” Flashyelled from the beach. The beam of his flashlight made looping patterns on theground.

Exchanging a weary look, Peter and Ned crested the dune andtook long, uneven strides down the other side, sand pouring into the sides oftheir shoes.

“Flash, come on, man,” Peter tried as they approached hisnemesis. “This is stupid. It wasn’t a fair challenge. Nobody can do abackflip.”

The other boy was unrelenting, grinning in the moonlight.Ugh. Peter just wanted to go back to the campground where the decathlon teamwas set up and have another s’more. Get into his pajamas. Maybe talk to MJ nowthat Mr. Harrington had hit the hay and quit supervising their every move.

“We bet and you lost,” Flash reminded him mercilessly, “soyou have to do it.”

Peter glanced at the dark lake, slow waves licking the shorein a way that made him want to sleep rather than submerge his naked body intowater that was going to feel a hell of a lot colder now that the sun had gonedown.

“Don’t wimp out, Penis.”

The nickname startled Peter and he gave Flash a sharp look.

“You better not look.”

“Oh please,” Flash said, rolling his eyes. (Peter was alittle bit insulted.) “I only have eyes for one man, and that’s Spider-Man.”

Ned failed to muffle his abrupt chuckle and his best friendglared at him.

“Sorry,” Ned mouthed. Flash’s well-known crush on Spider-Manwas a touchy subject for Peter. Shockingly.

The three of them watched the water for a minute. The soundof it, washing in and out, was really peaceful. What a beautiful night to beutterly played by some jackass. Suddenly, there was the vibrating of a phone.It turned out to be Ned’s.

“Betty’s air mattress keeps deflating,” he informed Peter,eyes on the screen. “She asked if I could come help her.”

“Go ahead,” Peter allowed with a half-hearted smile. “Youdon’t need to stick around for this.”

“You should be thankful I’m such a nice guy and didn’tinsist on an audience,” Flash piped up.

Ned gave Peter a sympathetic look and traipsed back towardsthe dunes and the campground beyond. Flash, completely devoid of sympathy,clicked his flashlight off and on impatiently.

“Let’s goooo,” hecomplained.

Peter groaned.

“Fine, but turn around. I’ll yell once I’m in the water.”

“Sounds fair,” Flash agreed.

Of course it was fair―it was the one part of this horriblemisadventure that Peter’d had a say in. Wearily, he shed his clothes, droppedthem in a heap on the sand, and sprinted for the water. He wasn’t going to callback to Flash until he was submerged up to his neck.

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MJ didn’t know who was where―as far as she was concerned,being the team’s captain for practices and tournaments didn’t translate intobeing their babysitter for field trips and retreats―just that she was alone.And she liked it that way.

The campfire scene had been pretty mellow until Abe haddecided to experiment with physical equilibrium by balancing their quarteredlogs of firewood, stacking them higher and higher, flames dancing upwards toengulf them. Yeah, that was a little too Lordof the Flies for how MJ wanted her weekend to go, so she’d left thewarnings and chastisement to Betty. (Ned had just shown up to potentially MacGyverher air mattress so the air would quit whistling out every time she laid downon it, leaving his girlfriend free to stop Abe from burning his eyebrows off.)

She’d wound through a thin barrier of trees to escape theglow of the fire and reach the valley of the path leading up between the dunes;now, MJ was scrambling upward, trying to keep her footing while also openingthe new app she’d installed on her phone before they’d left the city. It wassupposed to display the segment of sky currently over her position and map outwhich constellations should be visible to her. As she moved her phone around,the view would apparently shift, offering her information from horizon tohorizon, in any direction. Camp was just too bright and too sheltered to giveher the celestial panorama she craved.

Right when she lifted her gaze from her screen to check outthe vantage from the top of the dune, a blinding light swung across her face.

“Oh my god, this is perfect, here.”

It was Flash’s voice, but MJ could only see pitch black.Asshole had completely wrecked her night vision. What was working was her senseof touch, tested when Flash shoved something against her stomach and shegrasped it instinctively. He was already half-running, half-tripping past her,heading for their team’s campsite while MJ attempted to figure out what she washolding. Soft… lumpy… something that felt like denim?

She stuffed her phone into her pocket (she wouldn’t be ableto see the screen until her eyes adjusted all over again) and staggered generallydownwards, aiming for the soothing sounds of a beach post-nightfall.

After a considerable amount of blinking as she made everyeffort to improve her sight, MJ figured she was halfway across the beach,somewhere between dune and lake. She was sufficiently close to distinguish adark shape in the water. Quickly, she brought the bundle she’d been carrying toarm’s length and realized it was an entire set of clothes. Minus shoes, but MJalmost fell over one of those on her next step. Had Flash murdered someone outhere and tricked her into finding the body? What a shithead.

“MJ?!”

She flushed like she’d been caught. She also jumped a littleand something dropped limply onto her foot.

“Uh…” MJ called back to Peter, recognizing his voice and thepale circle of his face a little ways out in the water. “…hey, Parker. Why do Ihave your underwear?”

Stooping, she snatched up the item that had fallen and wavedit over her head like a flag of surrender. She’d spoken before she was certain,but one of the pieces of clothing was definitely jeans and, out of the cottonythings that remained, well, whatever she was flailing in the air was the onlyone with an elastic band.

She assumed Peter was crouching because the whole team hadbeen swimming earlier in the day and found the drop-off was a good 100 yardsout, but he confirmed it. With a sudden splash, he started to rise out of thewater and head in her direction. He sunk back down just as abruptly and MJsmiled to herself at his embarrassed laugh, lowering her arm. Excellent, she realizedshe could see now―maybe not far enough to view Peter in detail but, obviouslyshe wouldn’t want that. Why would she want that? She wouldn’t.

“I’m not sure,” he called to her, “but I could guess. I thought I left my clothes on the beach.Between that and you having them, well, that’s gotta be Flash.”

“That clears everything up,” she replied wryly, tossing hisclothes down with a plop and walking to the water’s edge. Amusingly, Petershrunk back a bit. “Let me recite that timeline back to you. First, you’re downhere with Flash. Second, you strip naked. Third, Flash blinds me and gives meyour clothes. You’re pretty smart, Peter. I think you’ll agree that storyleaves a few highly suspicious gaps.”

He groans loudly and MJ grins.

“Flash tricked me into trying to do a backflip, I lost a betwhen I couldn’t, and he has zerosense of human decency.”

“But you can do a backflip.” She was puzzled.

“What?”

“I’ve seen you do a backflip.”

“You have? When?”

Woops. The perils of being very observant. It wasn’t likeshe’d spied on Peter, she’d just forgotten something after decathlon practice afew weeks ago, gone back, and seen him flip off the stage in the auditorium. MJdidn’t know his gymnastic talents were a secret, exactly, she just hadn’tmentioned them to anyone because initiating conversations still wasn’t secondnature. If these abilities were asecret, she wasn’t protecting him on purpose. Definitely not.

“Uh, don’t remember,” she said, airily blowing him off. Shefrowned. “Aren’t you cold out there?”

She saw him shrug.

“It’s actually not that bad. I had my head under for aminute, which is probably when Flash booked it out of here with my clothes.” MJsnickered and didn’t reply. “Ok,” Peter said after a few seconds, “well, I’llsee you back at camp.”

She stiffened.

“I’m not your personal courier.”

“…What do you mean?”

“I mean I didn’t come down here to deliver your clothes,loser. I’m not leaving yet.”

“But I’m naked!” he yelped.

MJ’s body was just trying to keep her warm without theexternal help of the campfire. That was all this sudden surge of heat was.

“You know, I did actually comprehend that when I had yourboxers in my hand.” She glanced sideways where she’d set his clothes. “You maywant to shake them out before you put them back on, by the way, unless youenjoy sand in delicate places.”

She could practically hear Peter’s weary exhale, butsomething in MJ insisted that she not vacate the beach just because he told herto. This wasn’t his private property and he had no authority over her. Shewasn’t his to… to… Heat flooded her again, face to feet. Yes, this wasdefinitely just her irritation at being bossed around by Backflip Boy.

“When are youleaving?” he tried.

“When I’m done.”

His words sounded like resignation to her, so MJ began torelax again, the way she’d felt when she’d strolled out of camp on her own. That was weird. This calm was something she usually (always) experienced whentotally alone. But Peter was here. Peter was here and he was lazily swimmingcloser, toes probably creeping along the sandy floor of the shallows.

“So… why’d you come out here?”

MJ started to explain, then paused to fish the phone thatwas her alibi out of the pocket of her jean shorts.

“Trying to see the stars better. There’s too much light atcamp.”

“Oh yeah? Cool!” He propelled himself forward some more. Atonce, she was panicky, heart beating too fast. She concentrated on her phone,the screen mostly dark but for the points of light representing stars.

“I said ‘stars’ not ‘Star Wars,’ before you get tooexcited,” MJ warned sarcastically, not looking up.

“My interest in space goes beyond the fictional.”

She raised her head, readying a snarky reply that never came.Peter had his shoulders above the water now, arms out to the sides for balance.As she stared, he tipped his head back, rewetting his hair, then brought it upagain. Her fingers went slack around her phone and she had to catch it with herother hand.

“What were you trying to see specifically?” he asked, wipingwater away from his eyes as it ran down from his hair.

It was a struggle to compose herself, but she did it.

“Well, I sure wasn’t looking for Uranus.”

Peter huffed and stroked with his arms, sending himbackwards several feet. MJ was laughing.

“Peter, don’t. It was a joke. I can’t see anything.”

It took a long, careful stare before he drifted neareragain.

“I know,” he eventually conceded. “I know you can’t seeanything. The dark, the distance, the distortion of the water…” She wanted tocough the word ‘nerd,’ but she restrained herself. “But I’m vulnerable here,”Peter went on, gesturing at himself with both hands. “I can’t leave.”

“Do you want to?” MJ asked without thinking it over.

Peter met her eye.

“Do you?”

She swallowed and cocked her head stiffly, jerky with afluttering anxiousness. It wasn’t a dare, it wasn’t a bet (yeah, Peter’dprobably had enough of those for one night), and yet there was something aboutthe way he’d said it―those two words.

Maintaining eye contact, MJ sat in the sand. This was herstaying. She shuffled her feet out of her flip-flops and flicked them off tothe side, then stretched her legs straight out until her heels were in the lake.Peter was also in the lake. Everything was fine. She inhaled with precision.

Oh fuck, she could see his bare chest.

Abruptly, MJ lost ground on the confident who cares that you’re nude below thewaterline? thing, wimping out and turning her gaze decidedly downwards toher phone screen. She read the words ‘Ursa Minor’ a dozen times, but kept her back stiff like she was concentrating very hard, focusing on something desperately important.

It wasn’t sustainable, this tense effort to ignore Peter.She couldn’t do it at school when he was a dork in the marching band and shesure as hell couldn’t do it when he was bare-ass naked in a lake. Being underthe broad, dark sky was suddenly claustrophobic. MJ couldn’t breathe. Her facewas overly warm. She was going to be asphyxiated by her attraction to Peter.YES! FINE! She was attracted to him!

“Ursa Minor,” MJ mumbled to herself in the fanatical tone ofa madwoman. She was Mrs. Rochester on a beach. Now there was a woman who would’ve been entertained by aconstellation-identifying app, stuck up in the attic all that time. God, MJ wasspiralling. Brontё was her crazy place.

“I know some stuff,” Peter said from the water.

She braced herself for the sight and, yep, there was his wetskin, just glistening away in the moonlight. How dare he.

“I could show you,” he said.

MJ’s mind totally fuzzed on what Peter might be wanting toshow her. Lake Peter. After-dark Peter. Wet Peter. Her heart was bursting likea bagful of popcorn kernels, one eruption after the next.

“Constellations,” he explained, as though she hadn’tresponded because he hadn’t been clear, rather than because she’d gottensidetracked wondering about his sexual savoir-faire.

“How are you going to show me? I won’t be able to tell whatyou’re pointing at.”

“I could come out… but I’d wanna dry off before putting myclothes back on.”

“Yeah, no,” she said immediately. “There’s a time limit onhow long I can respectfully avert my eyes before I get bored standing there anddecide to walk back to camp.”

“You could come in,” Peter replied quietly.

“In… the water.” MJ shivered involuntarily.

“It’s not that cold, right?”

He pointed at where her feet were partially submerged. Shewanted to laugh if the water temperature was the reason he thought she’dshivered. Was Peter just going to pretend that the biggest issue with hissuggestion was the possibility of her getting chilly?

“So you’ll be a gentleman while I get undressed?”

Instantly, he flushed and gestured before his words couldcatch up. Only he didn’t say what MJ expected him to.

“That’s not very fair.”

She gave him a stern look.

“Why not? Sure, I’ve been sitting here with your clothes,but I didn’t watch you remove them. I didn’t stare at your naked body! Not mostof it,” she added under her breath, seeing as she’d been eyeing him in thewater all this time.

Peter glanced down quickly, grinning like he’d heard whatshe’d said.

“I’ll turn around,” he promised, glancing up withsuspiciously trustworthy eyes.

“No.”

“No?” he choked out.

“Just… cover your eyes,” she requested, getting to her feet.“Then I’ll be able to watch you and know you aren’t somehow ogling myreflection.”

“What if I peeked through my fingers?”

MJ laughed because she knew Peter Parker would do no suchthing.

“Then your guilty expression would betray you the second youdropped your hands.”

He chuckled to himself.

“Yeah, good point.”

“So… cover ‘em, Peter.”

She saw his mouth fall open slightly.

“We’re actually…”

“We’re actually,” MJ confirmed, grabbing the hem of hert-shirt. His eyes grew wider. “Chill. We’re just two nerds talking about astronomy.It’s not a big deal.”

She began to draw her shirt up her stomach slowly, givinghim plenty of warning, and he slapped his hands over his eyes, splashinghimself with lake water. Pausing for nerves, MJ saw Peter shift to regain hisbalance after lifting his arms. The disturbance swished his wet cover to andfro and when it settled, she could see more of his chest. Plus all of hisarms―raised as they were. Face hot, she wondered how long it would take to heata beach by starlight, if they could put a hold on the sun. Because the nightwouldn’t last forever, MJ quickly yanked off her shirt and chucked it on top ofPeter’s clothes.

Her gaze slid intently from the heap to the boy in thewater. He was diligently blocking her out, palms flat over his eyes and fingersstretched up his forehead into the front of his hair. Although she couldn’ttell right now, MJ knew it would curl aggressively as it dried, like it hadthis afternoon after everyone went for a dip together. She thought about it,thought about him, and stared straight at him too as she unbuttoned her shortsand shimmied her legs to shake them down to the sand.

Peter’s chest rose and fell as she watched, reacting tosomething. Must’ve been a ripple in the water, she figured. Something shecouldn’t see from here.

“You haven’t asked,” MJ noted, unclipping her bra. Pile.

“W-what should I ask?”

“If you can look yet. And I didn’t say you should.”

There was a pause, thick like wet sand.

“You’re surprised I’m not more impatient? Do you want me tobe?”

She’d need sunscreen to protect the rest of her exposed skinfrom the way her face seemed to be glowing, ready to sear. How he’d flipped herremark around on her… MJ hadn’t expected it. Another question he’d put to herbluntly that sounded so innocent. But it wasn’t, not really. This wasn’t themsussing out who wanted the last hamburger and was too afraid to be rude. Thiswas a more complicated politick of desire and it couldn’t all be questions andevasions; eventually, there would need to be blunt answers for Peter’s bluntquestions.

“Just an observation,” MJ muttered.

She removed her underwear carefully, keeping them away fromthe sand by lifting her feet high and maneuvering the leg holes swiftly anddexterously around her heels to preclude transfer. All she left on was theelastic in her hair.

“I’m… I’m coming into the water now.”

“I can hear you.”

Maybe her racing heart was drowning out the noise of herfeet, because all MJ heard were tinkling slaps, then gentle swooshing as thelake greeted her ankles, her shins, the tender backs of her knees. Peterrotated towards her as she got closer, she noticed, still covering his eyes.Wading past him, MJ flicked water at his head―a couple feet away when her armwas stretched all the way out to the side. They both laughed. She didn’t stopmoving through the water until it came up just above her breasts when she wasstanding, wetting more of her skin as she sunk down.

Despite attempting to ease the tension (she felt it, he mustbe feeling it), MJ’s heart was still banging hard enough that she expected tosee ripples racing away from her on the surface of the water. She glanced backat the beach, then at Peter. The air was still and the rest of the world seemedpeacefully distant, if not empty. She hopped from foot to foot on the sandylakebed, swaying pleasantly in a way that belied how uncontrolled she felt onthe inside, not just because of the weak current her motions were creating.

Peter dropped his hands and looked at her. MJ drew her armsinstinctively inward, treading water in front of her chest.

“I thought you would wait until I said you could open youreyes,” she told him, not actually upset.

“I figured you’d be… uh… covered by now.” He gestured at hershoulders, peeking above the surface like the curved backs of baby geese.“You’re tall, but you’re not thattall.”

“You figured oryou knew? Am I supposed to believe that you hadn’t already calculated the depthof the water compared to my height, and considered the distance from the beach?The length of my stride, maybe?”

“I just didn’t want to show off.” Peter shrugged, grinning alittle. “Make you feel vulnerable.”

“Oh, you mean like I did to you,” MJ joked.

Incredible. All it took for them to have a non-abusiveconversation was less light and fewer clothes. (No clothes.) There weren’t awealth of ways to replicate these conditions once they got home. There was oneway―one very specific way―but she hadto remember her own excuse for their behaviour: they were just two nerds with ashared interest in astronomy. Every step they’d taken since she’d descended tothe beach was motivated purely by logic.

Yeah, better not consider that intentional state of denialtoo closely.

“Let’s start easy,” Peter suggested.

He flowed towards her―smoother than walking on land, thoughhe did that with a weird gracefulness too―and MJ’s heart flipped end over end.She looked at his face too long after he’d extended his arm, pointing above them.

“The Little Dipper.”

“Ursa Minor,” she corrected. “Yeah, I’ve pretty much gotthat one down.”

Peter appeared blue in this light. Blue and soft anddreamlike, like he was going to take her hand and fly her to Mermaid Lagoon.Wait, wrong Peter.

“Well… hmm.”

His concentration shifted upward, high above the both ofthem. MJ’s remained fixed on his face and the way the moon and the lake ruledits bright places and its shadows; noticing him across a classroom or from theother end of the lunch table wasn’t the same as performing a close study of hisprofile from less than three feet away. The definition of his jaw was asurprise, with his head tilted back. It trapped a shadow beneath it, like aledge. As MJ dragged her eyes slowly down, she tried to discern the exact spotat which that darkness dissolved into the light bouncing up off the water,making his throat pale and vampiric. Or maybe she was the vampire. She certainlywanted to bite down on his skin with her teeth.

MJ yanked the elastic from her hair and shook her head,trying to clear it. Unfortunately, it was as ineffective as shaking a snowglobe and expecting to see through it more easily. She was hazy with Peter, whowas pointing to Venus, checking to make sure MJ was staring at the correctdazzling speck.

“That one?” she asked, squinting although the light sourcewas minute and far, far away. (God,she thought, don’t say that out loud. Notafter you told Peter this wasn’t about Star Wars.)

Peter angled his head in her direction, eyes still on thesky.

“No, the bright one.” Absently, it looked like, he glancedfrom her to Venus, attempting to establish a guiding line he could point along.“Down a little… I think.”

“You think?”

Honestly, MJ wasn’t putting too much effort into findinganything. Her priorities had changed. There were so many fewer opportunities tobe alone with Peter than there were stars visible from the state of New York.

“Just…”

Peter sighed and suddenly his hands came around from behindher, holding underneath her jaw like he was lifting a heavy chalice with bothhands. Like the Holy Grail or something. His thumbs pressed to its hinge, hisindex fingers resting against her cheeks. He directed her manually, helping herfind Venus. MJ was going to burn him. Her face was too hot.

“Do you see? Oh.”

He must’ve snapped out of his science-daze and realized howhe was touching her. How they never touched. They might’ve shaken hands once.(It was three times―she remembered.) Peter’s fingers sprang away from her skin,jack-in-the-box quick, but MJ grabbed his hands.

“I see,” she said, turning weightlessly in the water. Thewet ends of her hair stroked her back.

She let go of one of Peter’s hands and, miraculously, itlanded on the back of her neck. The pads of his fingers were pruney. The otherhand MJ kept, her arm crossing her body to maintain contact.

“It is a bigdeal,” he told her. She vaguely recalled stating the opposite, lying. “It is.”

Cautious, MJ leaned her upper body closer, led by her lips.Her gaze went from Peter’s mouth to his eyes, mouth to eyes, up and down, likeflipping a light switch on and off repeatedly. When her lips actually met his,it was strange. She was too aware of them, the texture. Then, MJ was aware ofherself, trembling. They broke the kiss.

Peter held her face again with both hands and she saw thathis expression was calm, the way that his eyelashes flapped lightly with hiseyelids half-lowered, brown eyes warm and deep, staring at her mouth. Beforeshe could take a breath or think anything through, she kissed him again,quickly.

Heat burned through her, a match dropped in a trail ofgasoline. MJ inhaled hard through her nose and pressed her mouth firmly toPeter’s as he slid his hand to the back of her neck; his thumb dug in next toher spine and it felt really good, like a massage.

Tentatively, their tongues touched and retreated. Then,Peter surged forward like he knew what he was doing and, hell, she wasconvinced, finding his shoulders and grabbing on. Having someone’s tongue inher mouth was decidedly more thrilling in practice than in theory. MJ felt herhead tilting more to the side, rocking forward and back, as her lips moved withPeter’s.

While the sand dipped and swished under her curling toes,his desire was her solid ground.

The second time they paused to breathe, MJ noticed she’dwrapped her arm over Peter’s shoulder, and that his hand had caressed downwardfrom her neck to her upper back.

“You wanna get out?” he panted. In the moonlight, she wascaught up in counting the freckles on his nose; they’d darkened and multipliedsince the decathlon team had arrived at the campground.

She could tell he was trying to figure out what the rightthing was, so that he could do it. Typical Peter.

“No.”

He raised hopeful eyebrows and MJ felt shy. Not because theywere slowly circling, hands on each other in perfectly appropriate places(though on each other’s naked bodies nonetheless), but because she was admitting,out loud, in one syllable, that she wanted him.

“I was right, wasn’t I?” Peter checked, head inclinedtowards hers. “Water’s not too cold.”

“You better not be peeing, Parker,” MJ threatened.

When he laughed in surprise, she threw her other arm behindhis neck and pulled herself close to him with a smirk on her mouth.

The kiss was softer than she’d intended. That was becauseher legs had rubbed against his underwater. It wasn’t just their knees bumping,which had been likely enough as they’d moved closer since they were bothcrouching slightly; the outer part of MJ’s thigh brushed along the inside ofPeter’s. The side of her slim calf encountered the solid curve of muscle inhis. It woke things in her, like the first spark catching on a crumpled pieceof newspaper when Mr. Harrington finally got the campfire going after insistinghe didn’t need a lighter (and being shocked and disappointed when Flash hadreadily produced one and offered it up to hurry the process).

MJ could tell Peter felt it too―not just her leg, the awakening. Which was really asuper clichéd and simplistic way to think about adolescent sexuality, particularly female sexuality, but yeah, it appeared that her relationship withher own passion was coming down to this. A moment with Peter Parker, floating between Venus and a shallow drop-off.

Peter’s hand swept down her back as he released a shakysigh; MJ felt as though she was waking up to find herself shuffling onto hislap, lifting her legs with sleepy slowness to hook them over his. They sanklower into the water together, chins briefly dipped.

“Hey, MJ,” he murmured.

She bit her lip.

“Peter,” she acknowledged.

This kiss was gentle on purpose, exploratory and calm enoughto slide through the surface of their pooled attraction without a ripple. Itdidn’t stir up anything more frantic, as her lips compressed steadily to his.Peter’s hand was secure on the small of her back, her arms loosely around hisshoulders. Their warm exhalations left the mildest currents in the air betweenthem.

He began to play absently with her hair, collecting it witha hand that skimmed behind her shoulders, then closed in a circle like a slackelastic. MJ smiled against his mouth and felt the little dimples of muscle inhis back when he moved his arm. Their tongues met again, but it was easy and incontrol. She thought about bobbing there all night with him and creeping totheir tents when the sky turned a thin, pale grey.

Then Peter had to go and shift his hand, allowing cool waterto touch the spot his palm had warmed on her lower back. Making her shiver.

MJ hadn’t known that about him, that such a tiny reactionwould cause him to respond like it’d been a seismic tremor, like she’d shakenthe ground beneath his feet, but when she moved, he moved. His mouth surgedagainst hers and he gathered her so close that her stomach was pressed upagainst his erection―her stomach and lower, legs splayed on his lap.

It was as sudden as an undertow and, fittingly, she didn’tknow which way was up. This, this had been lurking all that time she’d spentwatching Peter, this had been waiting for her while she was waiting for him. MJclung to it now (and to him) and couldn’t believe she’d spared him even onesecond to point at the sky. He wanted to show her Venus? Too late. She’d foundit for herself and, yeah, maybe it was more a Venus of the Greek goddessvariety, but Peter didn’t seem to be having any issue with that.

There was a wetness between them that wasn’t just the lake.Though the water worked against it, Peter and MJ―foreheads bumping lightly asthey closed their eyes and breathed hard―kept replenishing it, bodies grindingtogether out of sight below the dark, glassy surface. Her calves were tense asshe hung on to him.

All the external rubbing made MJ’s insides feel electric;maybe she was lighting up like a jellyfish, sonic blue. It certainly seemed toshock him when she drew in a demanding, shuddering breath and climaxed, handsclenching to fists behind his back, nails catching his skin.

“Oh my god,” he said, and she opened her eyes to thepleading scrunch of his forehead. A pair of eyes like lucky pennies in afountain. “Is it ok if I…?”

MJ smiled in satiated amusement and rocked her hips. Themotion urged an oversensitive wiggle out of her, until Peter’s hands held herfast, hugging her body to his. As his hips bucked, she instinctively nuzzledthe side of her face into his and scooped up a handful of water. He groaned hername and she felt immortal.

Lifting her hand, she slowly tipped the water out onto theback of Peter’s head. It rewet his hair and trickled along the back of hisneck. MJ parted her arms to give it a path between his shoulder blades and inthe meantime, Peter came. When his chin tucked over her shoulder, something hither hard in the heart. She hugged him back fiercely.

And they floated.

In the end, MJ got out first while Peter sat with his backto her in the shallow water, arms on his bent knees. She threw on her clotheswith her skin still wet (camp and the chance for a hot shower followed by dry pajamaswere close), then he did the same while she faced their lake.

Their hands had never touched each other anywhere beyondthose appropriate places, but their fingers linked as they climbed the dunesand they shared a shy, silent look over that little intimacy.

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1. So this scene’s almost beat-for-beat straight from the book, with variations to make it more cinematic. The sign says Marsh when she rings the doorbell, and i’ll bet you anything like Its eyes changing from yellow to blue in the storm drain, they’ll keep the thing from the book where Mrs Kersh opens the door and when Bev looks again, it says Kersh instead

2. Kersh’s open chest wound/rotting flesh isn’t from the book, i assume it’s a reference to The Shining

3. The “it gets so hot you feel like you could just die” and “I had cookies in the oven” are both references to the witch from Hansel and Gretel, which is what Mrs Kersh really is. I mean she’s REALLY an interdimensional clown-spider from outer space but you get the idea. I don’t know if they’ll be as blatant as in the book, it looks like the house doesn’t turn to candy anyway which makes sense

4. The antique photo of the twin women may be another Shining reference

5. The picture on her wall of her and her “fadder” brings up some interesting possibilities, but my money’s on Andres Muschietti i believe stated at one point in an interview or AMA or tweet or something that in his universe, there was an ACTUAL Pennywise that It killed to take his form, and he was one of Its favorite victims and that’s what the old PENNYWISE travelling circus thing at the bottom of Its trophy heap is from, so it’s very possible this is a photo of the real dude and his actual daughter before his identity was usurped by The Sewer Clownspider From Outer Space

6. The bruises on Jessica Chastain’s arm seem to imply they’re keeping her abusive husband and her fistfight with him when she tries to leave for Derry intact

7. Oh yeah before I forget, Kersh’s “no one who here ever really dies” i know is a bit nonsensical but in the book, it explains that Derry was made “In Its image” and everyone who lives there is sort of influenced by It, almost part of It, and Its victims are forever “trapped in the Deadlights” so that’s probably what It meant is that even in death, in Derry there’s no escape from It. It will take your form, It will go after your loved ones, you will float in Its Deadlights, etc.

8. Oh yeah also her apartment has a bird motif and It appears as a bird several times over the book but more importantly to Bev, during the....ahem THAT scene, she sort of...dissociates? She starts daydreaming about power lines with hundreds of grackles all over them and she fends It off by saying the grackles know Its real name as an adult, so that’s probably i mean i doubt any of that will be referenced i think it’s just a fun little set design easter egg

9. The Losers looking in the window and seeing themselves as kids is probably at the end of the movie as Eddie isn’t there and it happens right at the end of the book, or something very similar i believe it’s actually Bev looks in a window and sees they still look like adults, but she sees adult Stan and Eddie’s reflections alongside their own which is very emotional and this looks to be a version of that

10. Yeah the town is...weirdly empty i’m not sure why i mean the town gets its shit wrecked at the end of the book since it was made in Its image, when It (allegedly) dies, the entire town is destroyed by a massive storm that doesn’t look to be the case here, but the town being completely devoid of life i’m assuming has a lot to do with Its influence

11. Yeah the Chinese Restaurant scene from both book and miniseries is intact, it remains to be seen whether they’ll get insane shit in their fortune cookies or not. If I had to guess, based on the way the first one went, something will probably be up with them but the ante will be upped and it won’t be as campy as the miniseries version

12. This scene of It taunting/luring Bill by pretending to be Georgie in the sewer is completely Muschietti’s own creation, It only appears as Georgie when they’re already underground in the book, looking monstrous and with his arm ripped off, so i have no idea where this is going. Oh, wait, hold on, when they all split up to okay so basically if you haven’t read the book they’ve all repressed most of their childhoods and don’t really remember shit until Mike calls, right? So after the Chinese Restaurant reunion, they all split up and go different directions to trigger memories and re-familiarize themselves with Derry. It’s at THAT point Bev meets Mrs Kersh, Richie meets the Paul Bunyan statue (more on that in a minute), etc. Bill though doesn’t have a run-in with It, he just finds his old bike Silver in a pawn shop. So Muschietti probably inserted this scene to be his encounter with It on his walking tour of Derry. Also bit of opinion here but can i just say it’s an AWESOME parallel a simple but very effective stroke of genius calling back to by far the most infamous scene of the book and both adaptations, that was brilliant on Muschietti’s part.

13. They’re pushing Bill/Beverly in this trailer which is a subplot i really hoped they would drop because Bill is fuCKING MARRIED and she ends up with Ben at the end anyway, so it’s pretty pointless padding and just a reason for the dude to have an affair, but alas, they appear to have kept it intact.

14. Yeah, so this is where they defeated It the last time, the tower of floating kids and victim trophies appears to be gone, which is probably what prompts them to go deeper (also more on that in a second). I assume they end up going down the place Pennywise retreated to last time to find Its real lair.

15. Okay yeah Pennywise floating off of a Paul Bunyan statue with a pyramid of balloons while Richie freaks out is also right out of the book, it’s his “Walking Tour” scare, when he was a kid the statue came alive and attacked him, and as an adult, it actually turns into a giant Pennywise statue and fucks with him. I’m not sure if the statue is actually going to come to life because that is a bit hard to translate to film or if they’ll take the easy way out and just have Pennywise on the statue, it remains to be seen. Although, the inverted triangle of balloons and fucking off while laughing is what It did to Eddie in Chapter 1 after chasing him as a Leper, so that could be an indication that It’s just gotten finished pretending to be the statue and fucking with Richie.

15. Mike’s digging for something? I have no idea why other than Mike in the book is the narrator, local It expert, and sort of amateur detective trying to find out what crimes are It related, so he could be trying to dig up a body of a missing kid or something, i do not know

16. The balloons under the bridge are straight out of the murder of Adrian Mellon, which i believe Muschietti said is going to be the opening of this film. It’s definitely the inciting event for It to wake up. Basically these assholes harass this gay couple at a fair, which you see a couple flashes later in the trailer, follow them, see them on this bridge and beat the shit out of the one guy who talks back to them and then throw him over the bridge. This hatred and brutality wakes It up, and both Adrian’s boyfriend and the youngest of his attackers see It under the bridge biting his ribs “like he was trying to eat his heart.” The boyfriend, Don Hagarty, then sees It disappear with Mellon, who is just barely but STILL ALIVE at this point, into a giant cascade of balloons under the bridge

17. Yeah judging by how fucked up this house is, i think where Pennywise is attacking Mike is his early childhood house where his parents burned. Also not in the book, also i assume a scare put in during his walking tour of Derry because he’s the other character that doesn’t get one.

18. Now this is a really interesting shot and one i’ve heard several theories about. It could be the original, human Pennywise losing his shit, it could be It transforming, it doesn’t really resemble anything from the book so it’s hard to tell. One theory i’ve heard that i really do like though, it holds no more merit than any of the others, but i personally like it the best, is that this is actually Henry Bowers we’re seeing. Because he did survive, he got the murders for the original cycle pinned on him in the book and was sent to a brutally run mental hospital, and It breaks him out to have him try to kill The Losers. This could be him, mid-mental breakdown, applying make-up to look like Pennywise. Homeboy’s face is too jacked to really tell who it is, and the background’s not helping much so it is a mystery, but it does look like a human, it doesn’t have the proportions of Pennywise’s face, and i do like the idea that it’s Henry. But yeah also very likely it’s the original human Pennywise meeting some gruesome, horrible fate. There wasn’t a human Pennywise in the book, by the way. I mean It liked to talk about how Its name was Bob Gray and It was a human, but It’s just lying. This is 100% Muschietti’s contribution to the lore.

19. Now THIS place, where the flashlights are almost shining green with the black alien-looking stalagmites, i mean this has gotta be Its real, final lair. Not quite the same as the book, but giving off a very similar vibe, keeping the cosmic origin intact, which Muschietti did say he was going to do so. Oh yeah, i forgot to mention before when there was a shot of him in the sewer, but in the book and miniseries, Mike is actually badly wounded by Henry and has to sit out the final fight with It, but that doesn’t look to be the case here, he seems on the scene, which is really nice after his side-lining in the first movie.

20. Yeah the fair i was talking about that’s where Adrian Mellon and Don Hagarty are first harassed by the homophobes who later run into them again and murder Adrian

21. Eddie has a bandage on his face it looks like in the final fight scene, probably giving to him by Henry. So Henry like i said It winds him up and sets him loose on The Losers, but he only succeeds in badly wounding Mike, who badly wounds him back, and he’s actually killed in a fight with Eddie. I assume the bandage is a result of that fight

22. Oh yeah just small side-note, it looks like the fair where Mellon and Hagarty were first accosted by the homophobes is still up and running and Bill visits it for some reason, which isn’t in the book, i don’t know what that’s about, but it’s probably a new lil story beat for him. Exciting!

23. Bev drowning in a pool of blood isn’t in the book at all, so i have no idea what they’re doing. Jessica Chastain though did mention in an interview though that one scene used a frankly ludicrous amount of fake blood, possibly the most ever although Evil Dead is giving it stiff competition, and i don’t think it’s much of a gamble to say this is probably the scene in question. What makes that interesting is she also had an instagram post about washing all the fake blood off and out of her hair, whereas this is clearly Sophia Lillis drowning in the blood. So it seems like there’s gonna be some time fuckery where it cuts back and forth between both child and adult Bev experiencing some kind of trauma which is really cool, the book did that a lot, blurring the line between the kids and their adult selves, and i’d love to see that in this movie. Oh yeah also almost goes without saying but i assume it’s some sort of continuation/ante-upping of the blood-out-of-the-sink bit

24. It looks like they all participate in the Ritual of Chud, rather than just Bill and Richie like in the book, which....which actually i like and makes a lot of sense, because frankly you don’t notice when you’re reading it but afterwards you’re kinda like “wait were they all just kinda standing around doing nothing while Bill and Richie had all the fun?” So yeah, good decision. Also yeah clearly alien architecture

25. The girl under the bleachers i assume is just one of the murders that prompts Mike to call the others back to Derry, if not THE murder, it doesn’t have an exact parallel in the book that plays out like this. But what’s interesting is the little light It uses to lure her in closer, when he claps it out and then lets it shine again, it’s clearly spooky orange which is THE DEADLIGHTS color so it almost seems like It’s luring a kid over to It with one of The Deadlights in disguise which is....very interesting, not a thing that happened in the book, in the book it was much more “the second you see orange light your brain melts out of your ears, eyes and nose” so it’s pretty cool. Also Its apparently friendly smile and “Hello!” are a lot like when It took Georgie and i really appreciate that

SO THAT WAS 25 THINGS ONLY A FUCKING IDIOT WOULD MISS IN THE NEW IT TRAILER WHAT DID YOU THINK DID YOU CATCH ANYTHING I MISSED REMEMBER TO COMMENT LIKE AND SUBSCRIBE AND RING THE BELL FOR NOTIFICATIONS

[ivybucky]

accidents happen (b.b.)

A/N: College Bucky?? i live for it Also this is based exactly on my University and what I call the Liberal Arts Field i’m in texas lmao figure out my college lets goooo. I had to start form scratch with this fic cause i had no idea where i was going with it but now i got it lol

Title: accidents happen (or do they lol)

Words: 1402, ayyy

Song I’m Listening to: uhhh tbh I’m listening to Down Under by Men at Work?? its a bop, not just a meme

The field by the Liberal Arts and Humanity building was one of the best found gems of the university. The field was surrounded by 4 main buildings all with their own personality, all of them beautiful in their own way. And while the field was far from any major roads or areas of traffic, anyone on the field could still hear the horn of the train or the intense howls of the wind straining against the taller, more modern Oceanography building.

The field itself currently housed a small amount of students scattered across the plot of land. Towards the center of the field, one of the girls intramural soccer teams had just started their daily practice, their shouts echoing in the makeshift plaza. Off to the right, one of the squadrents were going through drills, their grunts and incantations also ricocheted off the buildings. There was a group of guys playing a game of frisbee near the Architecture building. Aside from those two main groups, there were pairs and lone students on blankets scattered around the edges.

Y/N sat between the edge and the center of the field drawing in her sketchbook, her blanket of old t-shirts was barely enough to allow her to lay out in all possible positions. Her music was kind of loud, but with the mixed yells across the field, she didn’t think people would mind. In her sketchbook were multiple doodles of the land around her. A silhouette of a robin and cartoon grass leaves dotted her pages. Even in an open space like this, she felt secluded in a comfortable way, like she wasn’t there for the world to see. She sang along with the song that was currently flooding her phone speakers when she was hit in the head with a frisbee.

Bucky didn’t mean for her to get hit on the head but it’s his fault for asking Steve to throw it in her direction.

Bucky Barnes was entranced by her. For the past couple of weeks whenever he and Steve decided to take a break from studying and go outside, you would be found somewhere on the field doing the same thing. She’d be sitting on her blanket with a book open and she laid down singing along to whatever music she was playing that day. He found Y/N adorable. The way she knew every lyric to every song that came on, and her voice was the most wonderful thing he had heard in a long time. He adored the way she bit her lip and scrunched her nose when she concentrated on her book.

Bucky Barnes was desperate to talk to her. Every time he convinced himself to talk to her, he chickened. Somehow, she had broken the smooth resolve he had when it came to girls.

Steve had noticed his best friend was distracted. Bucky had always been more physically able than he, so when Bucky had started missing his frisbee throws, he knew something was off. He had caught his friend staring off into the space behind him on the field and that’s when he noticed her. Steve threw the frisbee to his best friend, aiming for his gut, with a knowing smirk. Bucky clutched his stomach in shock.

“What the hell, punk,” Bucky mumbled. “Is your aim really that bad?” he mused.

“You woulda caught that if you had been paying attention, jerk,” he teased. “Why don’t you just go talk to her?” Bucky shuffled, throwing the disk back towards his best friend, trying to stay concentrated on the task at hand.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Steve scoffed.

“You’ve missed more passes in the past couple weeks than our wide receiver,” he poked. “Don’t act like you haven’t been distracted by her over there.”

Bucky looked back over at her, watching her feet tap in the air to the song she was playing. He smiled, looking down at ground. He could practically hear the smirk on Steve’s face.

“Just shut up and throw the damn thing already.”

The next day when he and Steve went to the field. She was nowhere in sight. His face dropped in disappointment, sad he would be missing her voice that day. His game with Steve started off normal, finally able to catch the frisbee, but it wasn’t enjoyable. He just kept thinking about her whereabouts.

In the middle of a pass to Steve, she walked onto the field, huffing in frustration when the wind kicked up her blanket. Bucky smiled widely, unashamed of his excitement since she had shown up. That’s when an idea struck his mind.

“Hey Stevie,” he called to his friend, breaking him out of his concentration as he was about to throw the disk. He eyes, flickered up to Bucky. “Would you mind switchin’ places with me, pal?” Steve quirked his eyebrow up at his friend but agreed nonetheless.

“Hey Stevie,” Bucky called again, causing Steve to give him a look. “Why don’t you aim a little further behind me?” Bucky inquired, smiling wide.

Steve paused his actions, moving to look behind his friend in confusion. He noticed her sitting up on her blanket, intently focused on the book in her lap. Steve looked back at Bucky, eyebrows raised. If this was how he was finally going to talk to her, he was glad to help.

Steve took his stance aiming to throw the disk in your direction, hoping for it to land in front of her. He hurled the frisbee, Bucky moving out of the way to allow his plan to work out. But as the disk flew, both of the boys took note of its speed, mumbling curses on impact.

“What the fuck,” she groaned, hands flying to her forehead. She heard the crunch of grass as two sets of feet ran up to her.

“Holy shit, are you okay?” a rough voice asked rushed. She looked up to find a pair of steel blue eyes pouring in to hers and the owner of the voice crouched down on her blanket.

“I’m fine, it just hurts like hell,” she laughed, not able to stay mad at such a concerned face. She watched as the man who spoke to her turned back to punch the man who stood behind him in the shoulder. “Nice going, Steve. You trying to give the poor thing a concussion, punk?”

“I’m so sorry ma’am,” Steve said to her in embarrassment. “I didn’t mean to be such a clutz.”

Y/N giggled at the pair, finding their banter humorous. “Steve?” he nodded. “It’s fine, really. Look, accidents happen all the time. This was just one of them.” She smiled at the blonde. She stood,missing the knowing look shared between the two boys, brushing herself off and picked up the frisbee, a “JBB” written neatly in the middle. “I believe this is yours.”

The one with blue eyes like ice took it and stuck out his hand for her to shake. He smiled widely when she took his metal hand in hers. She smiled widely back to him. “I’m Bucky Barnes.”

“I’m Y/N,” she giggled. “I gotta say Bucky, you guys are throwing that thing around every day, never missing a beat, I’m surprised you guys dropped the ball today,” she teased. Steve scoffed from behind Bucky and mumbled “yeah me too.”

Bucky shoved a laughing Steve and he ran back to where they were, calling back a “Nice to meet you, Y/N.” You waved. Bucky looked back at you smiling widely.

“Look, Y/N, I feel really bad about what happened,” he started.

“Bucky, it’s honestly fine, it was just an accident,” you interrupted.

“I know, but I wanna make up for my friend’s mistake,” he looked at you with a smirk. “Let me buy you dinner. Please?” Your face flushed, looking down.

“Really?” you asked, shyly. He nodded. “Okay.” His break broke out again into that wide smile.

“I’ll pick you up at seven?” he asked. You nodded and exchanged information.

“I’ll see you later, doll,” he called walking away back to where Steve was waiting.

“Bye, Bucky,” you waved.

The both of you turned away from each other with wide grins, anticipating for the evening to come.

Bucky reached Steve, clapping his hand on his shoulder as they left the field. “Come on, punk,” he teased. “You incredible aim got me a date tonight.”

Oh shit I liked this fic a lot lmaooo

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[jeonsolar]

Miraculous Ladybug 2x13

Lets comment this again. So i’m starting a little late in the episode cuz I dont want to fake it, and I just remembered to do it, so lets go:

1:57 Someone hug Chloe!

1:59 Ok, the animation? Fucking awesome so far. Like something about Chloe looks so . . . perfect. This is good animation.

2:06 Chloe’s voice sounds different. Like she finally hit puberty. Also, wtf? Buy a second heart?

2:13 Also, Chloe’s back and in the spotlight, so what this hoe gonna do to akumatize another civilian? Also where was she? Sick? It was like 3 episodes. Betcha Gabriel went to the hospital and healed her with his bear hands. “I need you. There’s less angry people in the world, since you’ve been gone.”

2:17 Prediction: Chloe will steal Marinette’s gift, Marinette will throw a tantrum, no one will believe- everyone saw the gift. . . . or maybe chloe will throw it away.

2:34 I was right. But this bitch does know that everyone saw marinette bring this gift right? What does she expect? Everyone will forget?

2:59 Miss Bustier is Lily Evans.

3:00 How will she get mad?

3:14 . . . Not what I expected. Also, Bitch, if you want to get away with it don’t fucking smirk! This is why I can’t like Chloe. She’s not even a good nemesis. And bad people who smirk when they are caught because they know they will get away with it are the worst things to exist. FIGHT ME ON THIS.

3:21 EVERYONE’S VOICES SOUND LIKE THEY ALL HIT PUBERTY except Max and Adrien.

3:33 Yo, what drugs does she take cuz I want them. I need to be as happy as this psycho.

3:40 .... The entire class became the fandom. We’ve all said those things at one point, and Astruc is now fucking with us by pointing them out on his show.

3:47 I never considered that there are like 12 students in that class. That’s small.

4:04 I love every single time Astruc hints at akumatizing Marinette. Is like ‘haha, never gonna happen, but here’s a tease’. Also, whenever Mari gets angry like that she gets a shadow of her mask on her face. Watch the intro, after Chloe pushes her.

4:14 Predictions(again) Butterfly will get on its way to marinette, happy go lucky teacher will calm her down, butterfly will get confused. Still not sure how Discount Lily Evans gets akumatized.

4:54 Bustier saw the akuma, and desperately try to happy-up marinette.

4:54

Akuma: Here I go-

Marinette: *I’m not in trouble...*

Akuma: fuuuuuuuuuckkkkkk, wheeerrreee dooo I goooo noooww?

5:09

Akuma: I hate my job. Dude, just look for another person.

Hakwmoth: NO! This bitch has evaded me for far too long. Stay put!

Akuma: Ugh, I should have quit when I had the chance.

5:34 I’m so glad we finally get that scene of someone aware of those butterflies and freaking out about it. But sad that Discount Lily Evans doesn’t understand that by touching them you get akumatized.

5:52 YO! this show is getting serious with it’s story! I love this! An actual civilian fighting back! Finally! Dept! after the last childish episode this one is soooooo pleasing!

6:17 So my theory on my fanfic is becoming true. Hawkmoth can see into their mind and sweet talk just about anyone to do his biddings, no matter how nice you are. I feel smart.

6:25 From Marinette/Ladybug’s point of view, that had to be hard to watch. I was not prepared for feelings in this episode.

6:44 One swipe both lips? Damn! That lipstick IS magic!

7:27

Zombizou: And feel the love!

Chloe: Ew.

That’s good comedy right there. Because Chloe is all of us here in tumblr.

7:49 Thank God for the suit, because otherwise Marinette would have a broken neck, or a really bruised back and be unable to walk.

8:13 This got gay really quick.... can’t wait for it to get gayer.

8:27 I swear I read a fanfiction just like this. It ended with Ladybug and Chat Noir fucking.... Now I’m going to watch the pg version of it. Ugh. Or maybe this one will end with an orgy....

8:39 No Adrien, you can’t look back like you just lost a soldier in battle! They are just hugging and kissing! This is the sweetest and mellowest episode yet! You’ve been jokier and sillier through worse akumas!

9:38 Ok, it was bad definition. . . but I swear I saw Adrien in the kiss spell running to Ladybug.

9:53 They are saying ‘Kisses Kissu’ ... isn’t Kissu how Japanese/Korean people saying Kiss?

10:08 I’ve been waiting for this moment for too long. This is quickly becoming my most favorite episode.

10:30 I know why he did it, but what if he was also hoping to sneak one to Ladybug? Hahaha, funny Adrien.

10:50 Plagg and I share a brain.

11:14 .... So I CAN make the joke about french kissing! Thank you Astruc for dropping the steryotypes first!

11:51 this is getting close to becoming my fanfiction... I WROTE IT FIRST! (kinda, this episode was written a while ago)

12:03 . . . Bitch WANTS to get thrown to the hordes. Why else would she say shit like that.

12:18 Even Marinette sounds like she hit puberty. Can’t wait for Adrien to hit it too.

13:23 Don’t lie. You weren’t even trying to catch her with your arms spread like that.

13:47 ok no. Fuck this, no. Chloe is a brick and these fuckers are letting themselves drown with her. Rule number one of being a hero: The Needs of Many Overpower The Needs of One. Drop Chloe.

14:04 Woah . . .. Adrien’s voice just dropped.

14:28 Nevermind.

14:40 . . . Maze runner? Walking dead? iZOmbie? Every zombie movie cliche ever? ROSE? Why is it some get turned immediatly and Ladybug had a conversation with Kim before he turned?

15:04 What should happen: Alya and Nino, powercouple ftw, grab Chloe, look at Ladybug and Chat Noir straight in the eyes, and just throw her towards Rose. What will happen: bitch will probably be the only one besides Ladybug to not get turned cuz Chat tends to fall for these a lot.

15:52 Oh the romance! Yes! More Nilya! Make it like Titanic:

Nino: I’ll never let go Alya, I’ll never let go!

Alya: For the love of god Nino, just go, I ain’t dying.

Nino: *whispers really close to her face* I’ll never let go!

16:08 . . . These are just kisses right? Why they acting like they gonna die if they stay like zombies for more than an hour? It aint fatal!

16:14 THROW HER OUT!

16:19 I’m so glad Nilya is here, cause waiting for Ladynoir or Adrienette is killing me and Nilya is my life support.

16:24

Nino: Lets make out babe!

Alya: Kissu!

Nino: YES!

16:49 Predictable: Chat Noir gets taken. Unpredictable: Ladybug acting like her boyfriend was taken. just partners huh?

16:55

Ladybug: Chat! I’ll save you!

Chat: I’ll just stay here Ladybug, if we are gonna end up kissing, I’d rather it be after you save us.

Ladybug: ... This . .. this isn’t the right time to flirt Chat. Why do you always do this?

17:23 ... Dark Owl had her earring almost off and this is the closest you’ve gotten, Hawkmoth? How do YOU measure it?

17:40 His voice dropped again. the actor should stop highpithing his voice and let Adrien hit puberty too. #LetAdrienHitPuberty2k18

17:43 WHAT WAS SHE EXPECTING?

17:56 This revelation will last till the end of the battle then she’ll be a bitch again. Change my mind.

17:59 I hope they keep making more animations of Chat with weird faces like that. We need them for the memes.

18:01 Ok, fine. 5 points to Chloe. But she’s on -6,458,827,247 so she’s got a long way to go.

18:04 -6,458,827,227

18:36 LIPSTICKS ARE EXPENSIVE LADYBUG!

18:58 So by these standards Nino and Alya should be getting it on downstairs, right?

19:24 They didn’t show us Nilya... they are Getting. It. On. Also, #TellUsWhatHappenedToEmilieAgreste2k18

19:53 Hasn’t said anything but “No.” yet, but .... -6,458,827,200

20:17 -6,458,826,000

20:24 -6,458,826,200

20:37 that number is long to write, just add a -500 more for me being right that she would revert to Bitch Chloe when this was over.

21:29 ... What happened between Nino and Alya?

--

OK, call me Cinema Sins cause that’s basically what I’m doing. Overall, I love this episode. It had the beauty of a fanfiction. Thomas Astruc and his team are reading fanfics #confirmed. But yeah, they had to soften Chloe at one point to turn her into Queen Bee. And Marinette will most likely do it, so she had to see it. There.

#Chloeisabrickmadeofclayandisfinallydisolvinginwater.

[yutamint]

can you feel my heartbeat? (soulmate!au hyungwon)

this was so much fun to write ok also this was 100% based on my experience at the monsta x concert in mexico this weekend except... hyungwon isn’t my soulmate :// but everything else here pretty much happened and i can’t stop thinking about it ok

pairing: chae hyungwon x reader

genre: fluff are you surprised but there’s like some angst?? idk if you wanna call it angst it’s rly nothing tho

notes: swearing SORRY but not sorry

word count: 2.1k

so here’s the deal: when you see your soulmate for the first time you can feel/hear your heart literally drop and the next couple of times you see them your heartbeat is pretty audible and it pains ur chest a lil bit but in a good way!!

let’s goOoo

you managed to get vip tickets to see monsta x w/ group photo

so obviously you are excited af bc i was

and you wait 8 hours until the lines finally start moving and everyone finally gets their bracelets and fuck you're actually shaking

plot twist changkyun is your bias and you have a sign and everything and you are just so excited to finally meet him

you've been practicing your korean for like months now and you're ready to tell him that he is your happiness

but you get into the venue and everything moves so quickly

and next thing you know you're in line with 19 other girls about to take a photo with the boys

and you shake so much and you're on the verge of tears

and kihyun notices that and out of all the boys he's the one to say hello to you and all you can do is nod your head and mutter "안녕하세요"

and so you take the photo and honestly it was 5 sec long but right before the staff tells you to get the fuck outta there, you make eye contact with hyungwon

and you look at him and you smile and you say "안녕하세요" bc that's all that can come out of your mouth

and he smiles at you and waves

and that's when!! it fucking starts!!

you hear a lil thud in your chest and you're like !!??!!! what is going on but you're like oh it's just nerves LOL

and you look at hyungwon and he's holding a hand to his chest and muttering something to the boys

and they're scanning around the room like who could it be

but you didn't see this bc you were leaving with everyone else

and you're just a teeny tiny lil bit sad that you didn't get to say hello to changkyun

but !!! chae hyungwon exists !!!

and so you make new friends in line bc everything was a mess and you guys shared complaints about how you paid so much $$ but only spent 10 seconds with the boys

and then they start letting you inside and holy FUCK it's a stampede

you literally run like the wind and ??? tbh it's the fastest you've ever run in your life

and you manage to get a really gOOod view?? like think third row right in front of the barricade before the stage

but .... so many people keep pushing and hitting... and the concert hasn't even started

and it was so bad and you look around and you see fansites being crushed and one of them is on the verge of tears

so you try your best to stick it out at least one song

but you can feel your lungs giving out and tears about to form

a few girls got pulled out by security bc they were having anxiety and panic attacks and you were like fuck.... i can't do this

so literally 30 min before the concert starts you fight your way through the crowd and you manage to find an empty corner of the section

still a pretty good view?? but def not as close as you were

and your friends end up joining you bc THEY couldn't handle it either so in the end it was okay

and the concert starts and !!!! HOLY FUCK !!!!

and you're on the verge of tears bc .... you've only seen them perform in videos and you've listened to their songs on repeat for so long... and now you finally get to see them do what they love in person

and it's so surreal?? like they are actual living angels...

so you get through the first couple songs and with your luck... changkyun isn't on your side!! but guess who is?? ring ding dong chae hyungwon

and the intro to ex girl comes on and .... this is one of your fave songs so of course you sing and dance like crazy while you record it

but you notice hyungwon looking at you... just laughing and smiling

and you feel your heart soar and the thumping comes back and it starts to get a lil harder to breathe.....

which is weird for you bc nobody was pushing on you and you weren't suffocating

so why was it so hard for you to catch your breath?

and hyungwon noticed it too bc as soon as he saw you dancing he couldn't help but smile

but then his heart started to beat audibly and he was like .... fuck bc his part was coming up but he couldn't even sing bc he couldn't breathe

and so he looked away from you and everything went back to normal and he could sing again!!!

but holy fuck that's when he realized... you might just be his soulmate

but you didn't get this at all

bc you were just like !!!! hyungwon noticed me i'm so jittery n nervous

and you're waving your changkyun sign in the air trying to get your bias to notice you

and hyungwon glances at it and in his head he's like "fuck changkyun"

and you keep recording all your favorite songs and stuff what not like normal

but you notice that whenever hyungwon comes over to your side

you feel a lil... different

you focus your camera on him more and you notice him looking at you and waving a lil bit

and you're like ???? why is he noticing me so much  oh my god

and your heart starts to ache and you're like fuck what is going on

so they're doing their little talk in between songs and while the translator is speaking, you notice hyungwon looking right at your camera

and you're like ..... hyungwon......

and hyungwon sees you recording and he smirks at you bc ... you're so cute recording the other members but he knows you'll notice him looking and he knoOoOws your heart is going to skip a beat

and he's right bc you feel your heart doing that weird thing again

and you're like fuck u chae hyungwon

and during white love he came over to your side and he waved up to the balcony but before he went back to the center, he flashed a lil smile in your direction

and you literally can feel your heartbeat like.. ringing in your ears

and then you start to think ..... is hyungwon my soulmate?

but no fucking way that could happen he's chae hyungwon from monsta x and well.... you're you

but the thought of you possibly being his soulmate lingers in the back of your head

and so during white sugar when they throw candy into the crowd you were so set on catching one

and you'd use your sign as like a lil racquet to try and hit candy in your direction

but nope nothing

minhyuk threw some in your section but the girls around you were faster

and then well well well hyungwon came along with his basket of candy and he tried to toss some up to the balcony but he was always a lil bit too short

but he saw you trying your best to get some and well... he wanted you to get one

but he didn't want to make it too obvious?? he didn't want other fans to think that he was giving you special treatment... when he lowkey kind of was

so he grabbed a handful and threw some not at you but neAaAr you....

and then you felt something hit your head

and noticed a candy fell onto the floor

and three girls near you dive for it

and you just look at hyungwon like... really

deep down inside hyungwon is like fUCK i hit them w/ candy

but he sees you look at him like [○･｀Д´･○] and he couldn't help but laugh at you bc you're already looking at him like that and you two haven't even officially met

and amidst the screams of the crowd he hears you call out to him "yah chae hyungwon!!!"

and it was then when he realizes that he wants to hear you say his name like that everyday for the rest of his life

sorry that was rly lame fuck

anyways the concert continues and they start blind

and once again, this is one of your favorite songs

so you're literally singing your heart out and minhyuk and hyungwon come along to your side of the stage

and minhyuk is just doin his lil thing

but when the lyrics go "she go low i go up" you dance along and point down and shit

and you see hyungwon point back at you

and you two make eye contact and both of you guys point to your chests

bc both of you end up getting chest pains?? but they def aren't as bad as before

and he just smiles and walks back to the rest of the boys

and by this point, some of the girls around you have started to notice that you were getting a lil more attention from hyungwon than the rest of the members

and hyungwon noticed this bc these girls were giving you death glares at this point like shooting daggers into you

and so he whispered into wonho's ear while their translator was speaking

"hyung i think my soulmate is over there holding a changkyun sign" and wonho looks over at you w/ hyungwon

you're talking to your friends like "why did hyungwon hit me w/ a candy"

and wonho says "stop paying so much attention to them, we'll find them later" and hyungwon just nods bc he gets it

so for the rest of the concert he keeps his distance from you

and you get a lil sad bc the concert is ending and it feels like he's forgotten about you

but that's not it at all!! hyungwon was just waiting for the concert to finally end so he could tell one of the staff to find you bc well... what if he never sees you again?

hyungwon couldn't deal w/ the thought of losing his soulmate.... he wanted to know what you were like and whether you were funny and liked to sleep a lot too

and he wanted to know your favorite color and your favorite ice cream flavor and what kind of movies you liked

and so when last page started and the concert was finally about to end, hyungwon waved goodbye to everyone

and he came back to your section and he blew kisses to the crowd

in hopes that you would catch one

but you didn't bc you were just trying your best to savor the last moments of the concert

and you felt your heart sink a lil bit

bc what a silly thought it was.... to think chae hyungwon was your soulmate...

so many other people screaming his name... like you were something special

and after they left the stage, you were about to leave

when someone tapped your shoulder and a man dressed in black w/ a headset asked you to come with him

and so you were led backstage, legs shaking and palms sweaty

'what the fuck is happening right now'

and so you were left in a room... by yourself.. not knowing what was going on

and you hear a familiar voice outside "are they inside?" and your heart does that same thing that it does in the presence of hyungwon, something you're so familiar with now

and he says "yeah, that has to be them. i can hear my heartbeat"

the door opens and you're face to face w/ chae hyungwon

fucking hyungwon

the first thing that comes out of your mouth is "why did you hit me in the head???"

and he just pulls you into a hug and he just laughs

and your head presses against his chest and holy wOW

you could stay there forever if you had to tbh

there was something about hyungwon's chest that was comforting and secure and just... it felt right

"i'm so happy i found you... and i'm sorry i hit you in the head....??" he trailed off bc he realized... he didn't know your name

"Y/N. my name is Y/N" and you two exchanged contacts since you were going back home and he had to continue the tour

but before you left, he pressed your hand to his lips

"you're stuck with me for a really long time, Y/N. i hope you can handle all of this" and he smirked at you and you know what??

suddenly he wasn't hyungwon from monsta x.. he was just.. hyungwon. your soulmate, hyungwon.

"yah chae hyungwon, stop being so gross" "you like it though" "who said that??" "says the 40 videos of me on your phone from tonight" "fuck off"

anyways i’m really emo after writing this i miss monsta x and i miss hyungwon thanks for reading again ily

[skelffricat]

Practising

Practicing? Practice your practise? I’ve just been for dinner with my mum, which was nice. I fortunately cycled between torrential downpours (they’re still going on, in June...). I wanted to go to my dad’s cousin’s daughter’s mate’s book launch, but, when I excitedly put it into my phone calendar a couple of weeks ago, I forgot I had a job. I forgot I’d be late, so late that she’d left, driving herself back to Dublin. My mum got me a book of her poetry, the one she was launching. She forgot to get her to sign it. It’s hard to remember these things.... She also got a lovely bottle of red, from her. (WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK? I JUST HAD TO RESTART A NEW RECORD COS IT WAS JUMPING LIKE BILLY-OH. BUT IT’S NEW!!!) My mother was sat at the bus-stop when I arrived, across the road. She said, I messaged you. I told you it was too late. But my bus isn’t coming, for ages. I said, I just jumped on my bike, and cycled. I didn’t want to read her messages, cos I kinda knew I was too late. If I had driven, she moped, I could’ve dropped her home. If I’d driven, I said, I’d still be all wet (got soaked at work... and I wanted to change, anyway) if I’d driven, I’d have been circling, looking for a parking space, getting angry... So... shall we eat? We went to the Other Place- just next door to the book shop where the launch had been. Handy! I don’t think I’d been to the Other Place since 1994, when I first discovered that I was now adult enough to drink coffee. We had been tripping all night. They had free refills. We took the piss out of their free refills, and fair play, they didn’t complain. They let us sit there and drink 18 refills. Am I remembering that correctly? Did I cement my new acceptance of the evil adult coffee drink by drinking one refill for every year of my life? Perhaps. My memory tells me that we went to the docks to watch the sunrise, too. It seems different colours on different sides of the bridges. Different bridges, then. Did the Lagan still smell? Was it still full of bicycles and shopping trolleys? This record is still jumping, even though I blew the needle. It’s new. Oh WHY? You can BYOB in the Other Place. I’m still pleasantly full. It’s good, to hang out with your ma. My ma is great. Nothing lasts forever. I should appreciate everything. Especially the generous and kindly folk who appreciate me. She got a bus home, too. She hates taxis. I quite like to indulge in them, when I’m feeling flush. But I’m not flush now. I paid for a wedding (for all three children and me!) in Scotland. Well. I have savings, but they’re for the summer. The summer is nearly here, and I’m excited. I’m not going abroad, but we will have the craic. Oh we will. In England, and Ireland, and Scotland. Oh, I’ve just remembered my practising title. We had a couch surfer on Monday, lovely Mexican fella. You end up chatting about Brexit, inevitably, with couch surfers (actually, we ended up talking about it in Dublin, too, back at my dad’s cousin’s 81st birthday party, when we learnt about the book launch. It’s hard to explain how one sick one is, of Brexit chat. It’s hard to explain how powerless one feels. How, yes, I vote, but then I switch off the news and just hope something happens. Or doesn’t happen, perhaps. Can we have our ball back? We’re going home for dinner now, then can we just leave everything as it was? Or perhaps we should have a united Ireland? Oh, I think the DUP are accidentally making a United Ireland happen? Oh, well, actually, that might be grand. I like BBC radio and the NHS but they seem to be fucking them right up anyway and their news is lies and oh- hang on- we can’t have gay marriage or abortions? Oh wait, aye, a united Ireland IS a good idea!) We showed the Mexican fella the fleg at the bottom of the street (something to do with poppies and the war) saying, that’s a Proddy fleg, this is a Proddy area. Only it isn’t, really any more, cos it’s full of Asian people, and African people, and there’s a Muslim family, and, shh, jaysus, you wouldn’t think it, CATHOLIC people. Only, well, not really. Not practising Catholics. Then I thought about what a strange phrase that was, cos it implied that the only ones who are actually real Catholics can’t even do it properly either- they’re just practising. There aren’t any experts, or anything. No champions. Just some who went to their schools by mistake, and stuff. A lot of ex-Catholics (oh how I’d love to be ex-communicated! Yet my desire to be ex-communicated is silly, cos it implies there was some truth in my baptism etc, some actual entrapment of my soul. My desire to be freed would suggest that I do feel actually trapped, trapped by shackles that I don’t believe exist. I mean, if you found out a relative had christened your child, you shouldn’t care, should you? You should just think, oh, that’s nice, a comfort to her, as she doesn’t want to go to her heaven without him. But instead you feel a burning searing RAGE and want to burn down some churches {not necessarily chapels; the Catholic habit of calling church chapel is simply incorrect- a chapel is a church within another building. This has always annoyed me}. It has left its mark. That church has Got To You. GRRR.) Hours after the Mexican left, the new flegs were in place. (Was it him?!) There seem to be less than last year. I don’t have one on my lamp-post, so I almost didn’t notice. Shiny new Union Jacks and Northern Irish flags for the street, but none for me. I feel weirdly left out. Or perhaps priveleged. Who knows. They never seemed to mind that I had a child (the eldest, too- she went FIRST) in a Catholic school uniform. Perhaps they had checked me out. (Do they do that?) I have forever confused folk, that way. Going to a Catholic school but living in a Protestant area. If people hear you grew up in the Cregagh, they assume you’re a Protestant. I also feel a bit put out that I didn’t see them do it. They did it on the 12th June last year (6 days earlier!) at 12pm, by my house (I thought it was a twelfth thing) in matching grey tracksuits, like urban camouflage. I liked to imagine they were all wearing union jack underwear. Let me point out that this is the only time I have imagined men in union jack underwear. In fact, it is the only time I have ever imagined ANYONE, in ANY sort of underwear. I think. Hmmm. It’s pouring again, and it’s dark, and the record has jumped its way to its end. I’m going to Body and Soul Festival tomorrow. I’ve pretty much packed. I have to work, before I pick folk up and GOOOO. But I’ve the morning, to throw the stuff in the car, and buy booze, (drinking tonight was practising :P ) and more strepsils and ibuprofen and all that jazz..... It’ll all work out fine, I hope (I’m totes SKINT!)