#and about waht she was wearing maybe she Was making a joke there

[sonknuxadow]

sorry not to be negative or anything i think a lot of the jokes about maria dying are funny but am i the only one who thinks that its taking it a liiiittle too far to flood the comments of the live action actors posts with stuff about how shes gonna get shot or you cant wait to see her die (and yes this is actually happening im not making up a guy to get mad at)

[safficranger]

Fake Scenarios In My Head #13

Olivia and Fin are called to a shooting in the city late on a Saturday night. The suspect appears to be a man they had already arrested a few days ago but had to release due to a lack of evidence. After checking out the scene, they both agree that they need Alex to ensure everything is done by the book and that this time, the perp can be locked up for good. When Fin calls her, she is not happy about having to come but agrees after he gives her a quick rundown of what happened.

Olivia and Fin are busy inspecting the crime scene, as a sleek black Mercedes pulls up a few meters away. Intrigued, they exchange curious glances. They cannot make out who is in the driver's seat, but a few moments later, the passenger door opens, and Alex steps out. She always has a commanding presence, but tonight she is breathtaking. Her blonde hair falls in large, loose waves around her shoulders, and her makeup is darker than usual, accentuating her sharp features. She is wearing a fitted black dress that hugs her figure just right, paired with high heels that click softly against the pavement. A beautiful coat draped over her shoulders completes her elegant look.

"She looks stunning," Olivia whispers, unable to contain her admiration. Fin nods in agreement. "She does… and she's pissed. Brace yourself." Alex glares. "What do we have here?" "You really didn't have to dress up for us, Alex," Olivia jokes, trying to lighten the mood. Fin chimes in, "Nice ride, Cabot." Alex smiles. "Thank you." Looking over at Olivia, she adds, "The driver's nice too, if that's what you want to know." Olivia's eyes widen, caught off guard. Before she can muster an answer, Alex cuts her off, "I can see you've had your eye on the driver's seat since I got here. If you're done, maybe we can talk about the case, please. I don't want to stay out here forever."

Fin and Olivia quickly fill her in on the details. In the end, they all agree to take the suspect back into custody and keep him there overnight, giving them enough time to get a search warrant and gather evidence.

Alex looks at her watch and sighs. "We're keeping you from something?" Olivia teases, a playful grin on her lips. "Just from getting home. You caught me right before dessert," Alex replies with a hint of amusement. "Dessert, huh?" Olivia raises an eyebrow, but Alex brushes off the comment and turns to Fin. "Okay, are we clear?" she asks for confirmation. "Yeah, I think so. Thanks for coming, Counselor. We can take it from here," Fin reassures her. "We'll call you in the morning when we have all the information sorted." "In the morning, waht time?" Alex inquires, her tone tinged with skepticism. "Around 8, maybe," Fin answers, a note of apology in his voice. "Sorry to ruin your Sunday." "Mhm. I'll expect your call at 8 then," Alex says, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Should we expect someone else to answer?" Olivia teases, earning a another glare from Alex that quickly turns into a grin. "I'm a big girl, detective, and certainly capable of answering the phone properly." Adjusting her coat Alex then bids them farewell and heads out into the night.

As Alex leaves, Olivia and Fin can't help but steal a glance as she approaches the sleek black Mercedes. It looks like something out of a movie, its glossy exterior shimmering under the streetlights. In one smooth motion, Alex opens the door and slides into the passenger seat. The interior light flicks on, but the angle is all wrong, still blocking their view of the driver.

After exchanging a quick glance, the two detectives make their way back to their own car in silence, the unspoken questions about the mysterious Mercedes driver put aside for the time being.

...to be continued

Thank you @saurgaeee for inspiration and messing around with ideas with me

[sentofight]

plots please / between Machipyon and Miss Militesi Lady Princess-ish

dear lord, help us.

what if agito cycle thread? machipyon is somewhat cheerful than game machymachy sobs. if so, he will definitely visit her more often and will get into trouble no problem if it means he can befriend this lonely girl. he does not care who she is or why she is here, you can't just lock up a pretty girl and expect no one will complain smh. looks at kurpapa, how dare you? crime against beauty. you deprive the cadets from this beauty for you---gasps! for yourself!? TAI-....TAI...TAICHOU.... and this when machina gets eternally frozen and hanged over the suzaku statue in the plaza for every cadet to see. the end. jk.

ok but idle chat is like too good between the two over a tea cup? he probably asks a lot of questions without telling her about himself and she like no, no, this is not how twenty question is. eventually he fuss up and tells her about his problem with izana sobs. please. someone talk to this lad about his brother. i was going to suggest what if they actually meet before, but i cant think of a way for machina still not a cadet to meet someone like bomber gi--rude, like Crosseyra; the enemy nation's princess. unless he meet her during his training before they assigned him to a class? maybe she saw him and the other cadets donning the grey mantles and the second time she sees him, he is wearing the dark blue one, and when he actually saw her himself he was wearing the crimson one. cross making a joke about that and he's ??? i dont get it ???? he does not know she saw him before kfjsdlfkjsdlf

LISTEN. WHAT IS HER FATE WHEN KURAPAPA PERISHED HEROICLY IN BATTLE? i need to know. because ... what....ahem. what if machina / l'ciel came and just whisked her back to milites on the crystal order ? ? ? man got access to the academy, walks in, changes to his l'ciel form, burst into her room 'let's go. the crystal's order'.

cross: wait a minute? chocobo nerd? chocobo nerd right? the same guy who yappers about chocobos 24/7?

incognitus: w-waht? no? shut up. let's go. zip it or i will make you.

cross: lmao i'd like you to try, smart pants.

incognitus: . . . fuck. just let's go.

also i offer chocobo ride. limited time only. this will expire once machypyon realizes this. what if she was to be relocated somewhere else? using the airships would be eye emoji for milities so traveling on foot. or on chocobos. maybe for a while until she can return to the academy. like, she is hiding because of the whole thing with Cid, no? what if he send spies or actual 'investigation' team asking to search for the princess' whereabout and not to cause Khalia and the academy trouble, she was relocated somewhere safer for the time being? cough cough elite guard ofc machypopopopo (and other zeroes lmao for favorism eight and king lmao)

we can try other verses, too? i don't mind writing for genpact but it has been ages since i played the game but i always welcome the opportunity to research and find ideas and things that work. that being said since genpact is cross main ver as i see on her blog hmhmhmh i need to think about machy's verse *rubs chin* going by machy's stats in type zero ... he is second in hp, 4th in mp, 3rd attack, 3rd defense, 2nd fire magic, 4th ice magic, 3rd lightning magic, 7th defensive magic so hmhmh. i was debating to go with ether pyro or electro but to go with the suzaku theme and that he was 'revived' for the phoenix motif and all so pyro it is. i still don't know which nation fits him but could figure that out as we go on (because of his features and surname we can assume he is of asian descent maybe Liyue? ;;;). i will rack my brain over this and come back to you if you are interested in writing in this verse :3c

as for their relationship all game man. cross can be his big sister he never had because as ass he is, he pushed away the good big bro he had. sobs. rivals? because let's face it, he will be anyone's rival if he sensed they are better than him. he gotta fight back. listen, the chaotic dynamic between them is chef kiss. their bickering is funny and i live for it. i dont mind if this does not turn to otome route and they just remained platonic friends like i die for you bitch its ok. the social link go meme "Machina now will die for you" lmao. cross can be his mentor too sobs. "control your emotions, cadet" kind of haha. she had suffered far more than he would imagine and yet she is so regal and graceful in face of everything hes just 'what dis power?'

send plot and imma ramble rose some ideas | accepting | @vygiler

[pasukiyo]

Hello hope you had an good day, i would like to ask fro an Steddie "reader Request

I got this idea, there reader went in the rain to Steve. Crying and cold, dripping from the rain as he let her in and get her something warm. She tells him about the break up from here ex, more how he dumped her earlier, telling her how he lost is fellings and ignoring her would do the best. Wich didnt as Steve know she was days on the eage not knowing waht she did wrong. Eddie when went next to her hugging her, joking how he and steve would be better for you. As both had an small crush on here and Steve just want to puch the guy like eddie.Reader say yes to the request from eddie. Later you woud end cnuddeling wich maybe leads to more?

You can change something if its easier, ot the plot. So happy writing and take your time, as good things need their time. :)

𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.

— steve harrington x f!reader x eddie munson

warnings; angst, smut, unprotected sex

a/n; I ACTUALLY FEEL KIND OF PROUD OF THIS ONE which is rare because i usually feel like my writing is shit lol but! when you sent in this request, i was actually writing something similar so sorry that this wasn’t exactly what you requested! i was in the middle of writing this when you sent it in so i tried to implement some elements of your request in it :)

word count; 4.7k

“oh my god, can we all just agree that you look good in everything you wear?”

 she pouted as she eyed herself in steve’s bathroom mirror, soothing the wrinkles on her dress down. steve leaned against the door frame, a hand on his hip as he looked her up and down, eddie standing beside him to join in on admiring her. “that’s what i’m saying. fuck, you can show up in, i don’t know, a towel and he’ll still be the luckiest guy in the joint,” eddie added, and steve cocked an eyebrow at this, sparing a glance over to his friend. “yeah, bet he’d love that,” steve rolled his eyes, turning back to face her when she turned towards them, a small smile creeping upon her lips. “the point we’re trying to make here is, you look good.”

 “too damn good,” the corner of eddie’s lips curved up into a smirk as he ambled towards her, his hands resting against her hips. she jolted at his touch, flushing and ducking her head to look anywhere but his eyes. “he’s a lucky guy.”

 her heart suddenly began to beat and she tore herself away from him in order to ease the feelings she’d since suppressed for her two friends, choosing to instead gaze at herself in the mirror once again. “i just.. haven’t been on a date in so long. what if he doesn’t even show up?” her voice wavered, her nerves getting the best of her. she could feel a palm rest upon her shoulder, and in the mirror, she could see steve looming like a shadow behind her, his breath warm as it fanned over her ear. “he’d be insane to turn down such an amazing girl like you,” he whispered, her breath hitching at his closeness. 

 “yeah.. and if he does, he has the two of us to worry about,” eddie beamed, his arm wrapping around her shoulders to give her a brief, tender squeeze. “we got your back, remember?” her heart stuttered in her chest, and she tore her gaze away from them again to instead stare at herself in the mirror.

 she absolutely hated when they said things like that— it sounded nice coming from them, too nice. she would always find herself hoping that there really could be something there whenever they spoiled her with compliments, but after so many years of waiting and yearning only for nothing to come out of it, she had no choice but to give it up. she couldn’t waste her days away waiting for one of them— or even both of them— to take a chance on her when she wasn’t ready to take the chance herself, she had to find a way to move on. 

 which was why she accepted when one of the football players asked her out, despite her having little to no interest in him. the fact that someone was interested in her and actually took a chance on her was more flattering to her than the boy himself. 

 “..yeah. thanks guys,” she managed a smile, pivoting around on her heel to brave a glance at them. “you’re the best.”

 a small silence ensued, one very brief, but one that held meaning, unbeknownst to them. but something was there, and they were much too blind to see. 

 steve was the first to break the silence, his hands clasping her shoulders to guide her out of the bathroom. “now, you’re going to get out there and have a great time, yeah?” he cocked an eyebrow, and she nodded, her lips curved up into a small smile. “yeah. of course.”

 “and if you need anything, you call us, yeah?” eddie added, hands on his hips and his head tilted down. she laughed, “yes, mom, i’ll be sure to call you if i need you.” eddie pouted as he grabbed his van keys, twirling them around his forefinger as she gathered her things, and they followed close behind her heels as she left steve’s bedroom. “hey, we’re just looking out for you!” steve grumbled, giving her a soft fist to the shoulder. “you know i don’t trust those football guys.”

 “yeah, probably because you were one, stevie boy,” eddie chuckled as they made their way out of steve’s house and towards eddie’s van. “i was only on the basketball and swim team,” steve replied. 

 “what’s the difference?”

 “guys, come on,” she whined, tugging at the handle of the van door. “i don’t wanna keep him waiting.”

 their eyes practically rolled in unison as eddie trudged his way over to the driver’s side door, steve to the passenger side. eddie finally unlocked the van’s doors and she slid herself to the back, resting her elbows against the center console as the two boys slid in as well. her heart thudded against her chest as eddie pushed the key into the ignition, his van’s engine roaring to life. 

 she didn’t know how to feel— should she feel excited? should she be nervous? or should she be sad that they were letting her go so easily? for as long as she could remember, she’s pined for both of her best friends, only for nothing to come from it. perhaps, this was her attempt to let them go. 

 as if that was even possible. 

 the drive to the diner that she and her date agreed to meet at was silent for the most part, with the exception of eddie’s music blasting through the stereo, and steve’s complaints that it was too loud. 

 “stop being such a little princess, harrington,” eddie said, rolling his eyes, turning the music up louder in spite. she giggled behind her hand— and completely missed the way eddie smiled as he stole glances of her through his rearview mirror, and the way steve’s cheeks flushed at the sound of her laugh, his teeth burrowing into the side of his cheek to suppress his soft grin. 

 before she even knew it, eddie was pulling the van into the diner’s parking lot, the silence deafening as the vehicle slowed to a stop in front of the building. 

 “so…” she dared to break it, her palms sweaty as they clasped together. “i guess i should go ahead and go in.”

 steve and eddie shared a look before they forced a smile back her way, doing their best to be as encouraging as they could. 

 “have fun.. just not too much,” steve exclaimed as she hopped out of the van, resting her elbows on the passenger side window, leaning down to beam down at them. “and be careful! it’s supposed to rain later so don’t catch a cold,” eddie pointed a finger at her, and she flushed at his concern. 

 “don’t worry, mom,” she rolled her eyes at him before turning to steve, “and mom.” steve’s eyebrows furrowed, “mom?” eddie flashed his pearly whites and slammed a palm to his chest, right over his heart, jutting his bottom lip out in a pout. “our little baby is all grown up.”

 she giggled behind her hand as steve slapped eddie on the arm, and she sighed— was going on this date even the right choice in the first place when the two men she really wanted were right there?

 “i guess i’ll get going,” she smiled, pushing away from the vehicle, exchanging goodbyes as she backpedaled away towards the diner’s entrance. 

 she almost couldn’t bring herself to turn away. 

 even as she slipped into the diner and grabbed a table for two, and even as eddie eventually pulled away from the diner— her eyes followed his van until it eventually disappeared behind the tall, slender trees lining the road. 

 she shifted in her seat as the waitress bounded up to her with a bright smile, her notepad and pen in hand. “hey there! we waiting on anyone tonight?” the young woman inquired, and she gave the waitress a soft smile as she nodded. “yeah, he should be here any minute now,” she replied, glancing over to the clock on the wall ahead of her. “ooh, ‘he?’” the waitress reiterated, playfully giving her shoulder a nudge. “first date?” she felt her nerves ease and her muscles relax due to the small talk, her palms feeling less slick in her lap. she nodded, “yeah.. just a boy from school.”

 “well, isn’t he a lucky guy?” the woman giggled, clicking open her pen as she readied it over the notepad. “can i get you anything to drink while we wait for the boy from school?”

 with a smile and eased nerves, she ordered her drink, a wave of newfound confidence surging through her veins. maybe something good would come out of this date after all, and who knows? maybe finally, her feelings for steve and eddie would be put to bay, making way for something new to set sail.

 but that was two hours ago.

 just as eddie had said earlier, rain pounded against the diner’s windows, the shape of the crescent moon in the sky above still evident although blurry, as if it smiled mockingly down at her. she watched as customers came and went until she was nearly the only one still there, her heart sinking to the pit of her stomach when she’d catch their small, pitiful glimpses towards her. 

 for two hours, she sat in the diner, nursing her drink and making small talk with the waitress, who undoubtedly pitied her, even offering her a meal on the house.

 two hours had been more than enough for her to accept that her date wasn’t coming, and to seemingly come to terms that her worst fear had really come true:

 maybe she really was that unloveable.

 “no, it’s fine,” she forced a small smile as she rose from her seat in the nearly empty diner, slapping a twenty dollar tip on the table. “do you mind if i use the phone?” she asked, to which the young woman nodded without hesitation. she followed the waitress to the wall where it was, her fingers curling around the length of the phone as her opposite forefinger turned the dial, steve’s number practically muscle memory now.

 “hello?”

 her breath hitched in her throat at the sound of his voice, her vision glossing over with the familiar salty sting of tears, and she desperately tried to blink them away. the lump in her throat felt heavy, her words at the tip of her tongue but falling short.

 “hello? anyone there?”

 “is it one of those prank calls?” she could hear eddie’s voice in the distance, and she sniffled, her teeth pinching her bottom lip.

 “hey, i can hear you, whoever you are. what do you w—“

 “…steve?”

 steve knew that voice all too well, and he knew it well enough to know that something was wrong, judging solely by the sound of her voice. “is everything alright? how did the date go? you don’t sound so good, did you catch a cold?”

 she scratched at the corner of her eye, desperately trying to rid them of her tears. “can you just.. can you just come get me? i’m at the diner.”

 the line went dead, and she sniffled again, hanging the phone back up on its mount, burrowing the tips of her fingers into her elbows. she began to make her way towards the exit, the waitress stopping her by placing a hand on her shoulder and she turned, the young woman’s concerned expression making her flush. “do you have a ride, honey? it’s pouring out there.”

 she turned back to the window, the wind whipping the rain into the glass, and she could only imagine how chilly it was out there. but she couldn’t bear to be inside of this place any longer. 

 “yeah. thank you,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. she pulled away from the waitress and pushed her way outside, the chill instantly littering her skin with goosebumps. she sucked a shaky breath through her teeth as she made her way to the corner of the diner, still in the light, but unable to be seen from inside the diner.

 steve and eddie arrived in no time, her clothes dripping from the rain, her hair in the same state. steve practically leaped out of the van, tugging his jacket off of his shoulders as he jogged over to where she stood, wrapping it around her shoulders and tugging her into his chest. “god, you’re freezing,” he said, rubbing his palms up and down the length of her arms. “let’s get you in the car.”

 her lips stayed pressed together, narrowing her eyelids as rain pelted her face whilst steve guided her towards the van, her irises cowered to the wet cement below to avoid catching a glimpse of eddie’s face. steve helped her into the back of the van, climbing in beside her rather than taking his usual spot in the passenger’s seat. eddie turned in his seat towards her, but still, she didn’t dare look up at him. embarrassment crept up to her cheeks, the skin of her arms hot where steve had been rubbing his palms.

 “what happened, honey?” eddie questioned, reaching back to place a hand on her knee, her flesh hot in his touch’s wake. they were both silent, patiently waiting for her response as her bottom lip wobbled, her shoulders caving in, her fingernails clawing at her skin. she shook her head, “he didn’t even show up.”

 eddie’s jaw tensed and he fell back in his seat, his head leaning back against the headrest. steve’s palms came to a halt at her elbows, pressing his tongue into the inside of his cheek, narrowing his eyes outside the van window. “god, i just knew that asshole wasn’t up to any good,” he practically growled beneath his breath, and she shifted, rubbing her legs together for more warmth. “can we just.. go back to steve’s house or something?” she asked, and eddie stole another glance back at her through the rear view mirror. he blinked, “yeah. yeah.”

 the car ride was silent, save for the music softly emitting from the stereo and the rain pounding its fist against the windows, and in no time, eddie pulled into the driveway of steve’s house. “c’mon, let’s get you into warmer clothes, yeah?” steve murmured beside her ear, tightening his jacket around her shoulders before guiding her out of the van, hurrying her to the front door. eddie followed close behind as steve slipped the key into the lock of the door, pushing it open and guiding her inside with a hand to the small of her back. 

 they led her up the stairs and to steve’s room, and eddie replaced steve’s jacket with a warm blanket instead as steve disappeared into his closet, fishing out some of his clothes. “do you wanna talk about it?” eddie questioned as he eased her down onto the edge of the bed, sinking down to his knees in front of her to ease her feet out of her shoes. she’d been silent up until this point, too silent. 

 she was bound to break at some point.

 droplets of tears made their escape from her sockets, and she gripped onto either of her elbows, eddie’s eyes widening as he reached up to wipe them away from her cheeks. “shhh, no, no, don’t cry.”

 steve emerged from his closet, one of his t-shirts and sweatpants draped over his arm as she dug the heels of her palms into her eyes, pressing down hard until she saw stars. “god, i just feel so stupid,” she murmured as steve sat down beside her, wrapping an arm around her and giving her shoulder a squeeze. “hey, don’t say that. you aren’t stupid,” steve cooed, his breath warm against her ear. “he’s the stupid one, he doesn’t know what he’s missing out on.”

 “yeah, i mean, you’re the most amazing girl i know, any guy would be lucky to have you,” eddie continued, and it only made her feel worse.

 if that were true, then why didn’t they want her themselves?

 “it’s not even him i’m upset about,” she admitted, locking her fingers on her lap. “i couldn’t have cared less about him, to be honest.” steve and eddie shared a puzzled look at this but remained silent, urging her to continue. “it’s more what he did. i mean god, it happens every time. i’m tired of feeling so unwanted.”

 her name slipped from steve’s lips, but she ignored him. “am i really that unloveable?”

 the silence was deafening now, and she wanted nothing more than to wither away, to be nothing. she turned away from them, unsure if she’d be able to even look either of them in the eyes anymore. she hated feeling so pathetic, feeling so vulnerable in front of them, especially when she loved them so much. she couldn’t help but feel that they thought the same of her, that she was just some weak, sensitive little girl having a little meltdown over something they couldn’t quite care less about. 

 if only she knew how wrong she was.

 “well, harrington, i think that’s the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard like, in my life,” eddie finally broke the silence, and her body tensed at his words, uncertain of his meaning. “you? unloveable?” he scoffed, and she could feel a hand cup her cheek, her face being turned until she was face to face with steve. “if that were true, then what do you call what i feel for you?” he murmured, the pad of his thumb soothing over her heat seared skin. she tensed beneath his touch, unsure if she had even heard him right. eddie scowled, “goddammit, harrington, that was supposed to be my line.”

 she blinked. she pondered asking either one of them to pinch her, unsure if she was even awake right now. “what?”

 eddie’s fingers brushed through her hair, swiping the loose, damp strands back behind her ear, his lips curved into a soft smile. “you heard me,” he said, glancing over to steve. “us.”

 her eyebrows knit together, her heart just about leaping right out of her chest as she looked between the two boys. “but..” she began, “..why would you.. if you liked me then.. why wouldn’t you have told me sooner?”

 steve’s tongue swiped between the plush of his lips, his thumb caressing her bottom one. “well, you know, just the basic romance novel stuff. didn’t wanna ruin the friendship we already had with you.”

 tears welled in her eyes once again, and she glanced away, unknowingly leaning into steve’s touch. “god, if you had told me that sooner, i wouldn’t have sat in that goddamn diner for two hours,” she chuckled, her voice wet but no longer with sadness. “do you know how long i’ve been waiting for you guys to say that?”

 eddie rose to his feet and weaved his way between her legs, cradling her face in either of his palms. “you weren’t the only one who's been waiting, sweetheart,” he smiled, leaning closer and closer, until..

 her head was suddenly pulled to the side, her lips captured in a kiss, but not in eddie’s. she smiled against steve’s lips as she reciprocated the kiss, eddie pouting as he watched his friend take the first kiss from her instead. when steve finally pulled away, he smirked over to eddie, giving him a shrug. “sorry, couldn’t resist.” she giggled as she turned to eddie, stealing his lips with a kiss before he could make a snarky comment back at steve. his palms cupped either side of her face once again, her hands reaching for his elbows, tugging him closer. 

 eddie pulled away, big, glistening brown eyes surging into hers, and she melted in the chocolate surrounding his pupils. “are you.. are you sure?” he panted as she dipped her fingers underneath the collar of either of their shirts, tugging them along with her as she crawled to the middle of steve’s mattress. “more than sure,” she replied, tugging steve on top of her body, his lips falling down against hers. his hands soothed up and down the sides of her body, his palms damp from her wet clothes. he broke away only to rid her of them, leaving her in only her undergarments as he tossed her clothes somewhere on the other side of the room.

 “shit, look at her, munson,” steve growled, his hands kneading her breasts over the lace of her bra, her back arching up off the plush of the mattress, her chest chasing his touch. “prettier than i ever could have imagined.”

 steve’s lips sucked at the crook of her neck as eddie worked at his own clothes, and she watched as he stripped, tossing his t-shirt and ripped jeans to the floor along with her discarded clothes. steve reached beneath her to unhook the clasps of her bra, practically tearing the lace off of her as eddie crawled his way over to her head, a hand slithering behind her neck to guide her lips to his. “such perfect tits,” she could hear steve moan, his lips kissing either nipple before taking one in his mouth, kneading the opposite breast with his hand. she mewled into eddie’s mouth, her fingernails gripping at the sheets and her toes curling as steve’s tongue worshipped her erect nipples. 

 eddie’s teeth sunk down into the plush of her bottom lip, dragging it along with him as he pulled away, abruptly letting go before he could cause any pain. her mind was mush, her vision hazy as she stared up at eddie, steve’s kisses trailing down the valley of her breasts, making their way down to her panties, half soaked from the rain, half soaked from her arousal. “what’s the situation down there, harrington?” eddie asked, peering over her shoulder as steve peeled her panties from her hips, down her thighs until they hooked off her ankle, finally tearing them away and letting them fall to the floor. 

 steve smiled, “she’s dripping.”

 she moaned as steve’s middle and forefinger traced a line up and down between her slick folds, the tips of his fingers drenched with her arousal. she managed to glance down at him as he brought the fingers to his lips, her nectar coating his tongue and he hummed, “she tastes heavenly.”

 she could only catch a glimpse of steve’s face disappearing between her folds before she threw her head back, screwing her eyelids tightly shut as his tongue licked a stripe up her slit, the tip of it swirling around her aching clit before working back down. slowly, he worked the muscle past the barrier and through to her sponges walls, her back once again arching up off of the bed, into eddie’s touch. “oh, stevie, fuck!”

 “you feel harrington’s tongue inside of you, baby?” eddie cooed, caressing her cheekbone with his thumb as he fisted his cock with the other, hovering above her, the pink tip of his cock ghosting over her lips. “think you can take my cock in your mouth, honey?” she peeled her eyelids open to see the head of eddie’s length in front of her, and she gasped, her lips falling agape, eager to be around his shaft. he chuckled, his fingertips scratching her scalp affectionately as he guided his cock to her lips, letting her plant soft and eager kisses to the tip. “you’re just a little cock slut, aren’t ya, sweetheart?” he purred as he eased his cock into her warm mouth, moaning when she hollowed her cheeks. “shit, fuck, yeah, just like that.”

 it was all so much at once, steve’s tongue coaxing her orgasm out of her, eddie’s cock nestled deep inside the warmth of her mouth. it wasn’t long until her thighs were twitching, her heels digging in between steve’s shoulder blades. he hummed into her cunt, the vibrations sending her over the moon. she cried around eddie’s cock as she spilled on steve’s tongue, and he happily lapped up every last drop of her nectar, making sure none of it went to waste. 

 “so beautiful when you come, baby,” steve murmured just above her clit, giving it a sweet kiss before he sat up, peeling his shirt off of his torso, shedding the rest of his clothes along with it. eddie, on the other hand, began to thrust into her mouth, and she could feel his tip reaching the back of her throat, tears welling in her ears from how deep he was. “fuck, she takes cock like a champ,” eddie groaned as steve fisted his cock, pumping himself a few times before lining himself up with her entrance, still wet from her orgasm, new arousal coating her folds. “gonna fill you all up with cock, baby,” steve growled as he watched the head of his length disappear inside of her, her eyes widening from the stretch, tears streaming down her cheeks as she cried around eddie’s cock again. “fuck! you’re so tight,” steve hissed, easing the rest of his length inside of her until she was full all the way up to the brim.

 steve’s hands gripped her hips as he pulled his cock nearly all the way out before snapping his hips brutally back into her, and she yelped around eddie’s length, tapping his thigh. he pulled out of her mouth so that she could catch her breath, watching the rise and fall as she whimpered at steve’s brutal thrusts, her body bouncing up and down the mattress. “please, steve, right there, don’t stop,” she cried as eddie’s tip grazed over her lips, fisting the base of his cock. “feels so fucking good. so fucking big.”

 eddie guided himself back into her mouth, his climax was so fucking close that he didn’t dare let it go to waste. pleasured surged through her veins, and she felt featherlight, as if she were floating atop a cloud— or maybe just dreaming. 

 but not even her dreams could come up with this kind of pleasure, in fact, they had underestimated just how good her best friends would feel, their cocks filling her up until they took up all of her senses. all she could think of was steve and eddie and how much she’s wanted them and how happy she felt now that she finally had them.

 her walls clenched around steve and he groaned, throwing his head back as he snapped his hips rougher into her, his hands gripping her hips so hard she was certain they’d bruise. “shit, you’re squeezing me so tight, baby,” he hissed between his teeth, and she clenched again, feeling herself nearing the edge once more. “gonna come? gonna come all over my cock, hm?” she nodded frantically, eddie’s cock twitching as he came, his seed painting her mouth, throwing his head back as his lips fell agape, moans and whimpers slipping through them. 

 “come for me baby. let me feel you gush around me,” steve commanded, and she wasted no time in coating his cock white with her cum, and he thrusted faster and faster and harder, nearing his own end. eddie fell against the mattress beside her as steve pulled himself out, giving his length a few hard tugs before his cum shot out in thick, white strings on her belly, and she watched the rise and fall of his chest as he came down from his high, carding his fingers through his sweat slicked hair. 

 eddie tugged her into his chest as steve climbed off of the bed and stalked towards his closet once again, fishing out a towel before making his way back over to where she laid, gently cleaning her up. eddie guided her beneath the sheets before climbing in with her, his fingertips massaging her scalp as steve climbed in on the other side of her, his arms circling around her waist as she nestled herself back against the warmth of his chest. 

 “can’t believe this is real,” eddie whispered against the crown of her head, and she shook her head. “me neither,” steve agreed, his fingertips tracing patterns into her hip. a silence ensued, and her eyelids began to droop, one of her hands squeezing around one of steve’s where it rested on her belly, the other squeezing eddie’s where it lazed in her hair.

 “we’re still gonna teach that asshole a lesson for standing you up,” eddie whispered, and steve hummed in agreement. she smiled before she let herself slip away into the realms of unconsciousness, basking in the warmth of her two boys. 

[kaibacorpintern]

Devotion: 3, 7, 19 + 20. 19 and 20 go together this is totally like sending 3 please and thank yooouuuu

Honda: hey man. when are you going to tell Anzu you have a crush on her

Jounouchi: what, what, waht, what, what, what, waht, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, wh

this got long, it’s under a cut LOL

3. Most common argument?

Considering how many times Anzu in the manga is like “DON’T SAY THAT!!” whenever he makes a particularly callous comment, I want to say they might get into a little snit or two every now and then over a comment that’s a little too outré for Anzu’s sense of propriety and it devolves into conversations about like, tact and tasteful jokes. If Jounouchi’s having a more cantankerous and closed-off day than usual over something that went wrong, I can also see him trying to brush off her more aggressive expressions of care as “annoying” (she isn’t annoying, but he just wants to sulk for a while) when most of the time he actually DOES appreciate and value and need her gung-ho, “let’s roll our sleeves up and fix this” attitude. The other thing is that like... Anzu’s dream is to be a dancer in New York, that’s a difficult career in an expensive city; I can see him bristling against accepting financial help from her parents and maybe being a little too tied to concepts of what it means to be a “man” like “what’s wrong with me if I can’t provide for you on my OWN” and she doesn’t have his kind of pride here. she’s like “that doesn’t matter to me. Why does this matter to YOU so much?” and they have to figure that out.

7. What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

Is it possible for Anzu to get MORE defensive of Jounouchi? LET’S FIND OUT. Also, and this is my Ideal Devotionship Scenario, is that one day Anzu looks over at Jounouchi and realizes she’s almost always liked him as a person but he’s also matured SO much and he works so hard and he genuinely cares so much about all his friends and everyone he loves and his goofier jokes do make her laugh like a hyena... she starts relying on him more as a sounding board for her thoughts and feelings, and starts hanging out with him more just one on one, separate from the rest of their friends...

But really I think Jounouchi if he realizes he’s in love with Anzu he 1) starts trying to impress her more and get her attention and 2) probably has a very specific idea of the type of guy he thinks Anzu would like, and THAT Guy uses a daily planner to keep track of things (like a nerd) and doesn’t slack off on his laundry, and is cool without being a clown, so he is, for a hot few weeks, an awkward and fumbling but exuberant mess who insists on carrying her groceries and buys a polo shirt and tries to play it extremely cool but also he’s like “so... notice anything different about me?” and Anzu is like “....your hair is..... more tousled than normal” (she’s into it) and he’s like 😭 polo shirt it’s the polo shirt i am wearing a polo shirt 😭 like Jounouchi... bro... what Anzu likes about you has nothing to do with polo shirts (this is what Honda tells him after he unpacks the whole thing over text in a state of despair) anyway he just needs to chill out a little. once she realizes what he’s doing she has to laugh a little, but she also loves the effort, it’s cute

In combination, that’s how Anzu ends up texting him at 11 PM at night like “hey i’m bored do you want to go get ramen” and he is like “absolutely, see you in 10 min” so off they go for a late night walk together, and it’s raining a little and he holds the umbrella as they talk about nothing and everything. he makes a big show of helping her step or jump over every gutter puddle. he thinks he’s being suave but she just finds it kind of adorable

Eventually one of them just comes out and confesses it, and it doesn’t take long for this to happen. Probably Anzu because Jounouchi seems like the type to worry a little over the thought of getting rejected :(

19. Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first? AND 20. What do their family/friends think of their relationship?

The first people Jounouchi tells are Shizuka and Honda, of course, and Honda is just like, delighted. He loves Anzu, obviously, but he also cares sooooo much about Jounouchi and is just kind of secretly relieved that Jounouchi is dating someone who cares just as much about Jounouchi as he does, and is good to Jounouchi and good FOR Jounouchi. I’m pretty sure both Anzu and Honda would kill for Jounouchi lol. Shizuka just wants to know that Anzu isn’t into any of the freaky magic shit from Battle City, and once suitably reassured, she gets excited about the idea of having a cool big sis <3 

Anzu’s family finds him very charming and earnest. They like him. I think they trust Anzu to be responsible and have good judgment and so they’re more than happy to give Jounouchi a chance, although he is SO nervous about meeting them.

And then Yuugi... they tell him together, probably. Whether or not he has any lingering crush on Anzu, how can he begrudge his two best friends falling in love with each other, how could he NOT be happy for them? I don’t think he’s capable of being salty about it at ALL, he’s thrilled lol

Atem: by the way, jounouchi and anzu are dating now

Kaiba:

Kaiba: who?

[yoonasgf]

171015  dreams

i always have dreamsthat aren’t good? either i dont remember what i dreamt or it was bad dream. sometimes i have like real nightmares like the one with the it clown last friday, but most of the time i have dreams that make me anxious or stressful circumstances, or feeling of being uncomfortable.. i’ve had two dreams of men since nobuya left. the first one was of him backhugging me and grabbing my hand and trying to embrace me even though i was trying to push him away, as he was holding me i clearly remember the feeling of anxiety and discomfort and slight fear that it gave me, just how i felt when he kissed me. i wish i could get over it, it seems that it really damaged me. the second dream was of this kid in my class, i think he kind of likes me, or maybe his friends just tease him so i think he does, or maybe he just feels attracted to me, but anyway in the dream i think he was showring and someone (a girl) told me it was time for me to go in too and for some reason i obeyed but hesistanly, so i took off my clothes and got into the shower and avoided his gaze and immediately turned around, but he started stroking my back and i had the same feeling from the other dream only a bit more uncomforable than fearful, and for some reason i kpet letting jhim do it. i don’t understand why it’s hard for me to say no to men, i don’t even like men ?? idk why i feel like i should just let them do what they want i should really fix that. lately i’ve had dreams involving boats, i often have dreams with boats but i’ve had 2 this week, in which the same boat appeared. it’s like this white boat with blue enhancements, a motor boat like the ones use for transporting people to islands but with the appreance of a yacht. in both cases i was wearing a life vest and the sea was a bitt turbulent. today i took a nap after lunch, i had a really weird dream. i was in some kind of world that i knew wasn’t this one, maybe some kind of after life or place between death and life. but i wasn’t dead i think? it wasthis sort of village with log cabins covered in snow, and i don’t remember what happened clearly but there were these tall.. people? like humanoid creatures that kind of were the staff of this place and they seemed evil but they actually jsut doing their job, i think me and a group of some other people were on some kind of trial but the part i remember the most was that for some reason one of the women in the group she needed help so i went and called 3 of the staffs one of them being the female humanoid creature that was “incharge” of our group. i think the woman needed immediate help because i was really desperate, but the two other men (humanoid) where kind of walking slowly? they were following me to the place where the woman was but they were liike joking and chatting and i was like ? why are they acting like this is an everyday errand. andthe other woman staff kept telling me things that i think hadto do with me but i got upset and yelled “why are you not helping her?!” and she told me to look at her closely and when i looked she waslike kneeling with her eyes glowing red and kind of lost? without moving and next to her was this yeti looking thing that was like gaining power and the woman staff told me something about that creature coming out of the woman ?? idk if it meant that the woman failed to control it and keeping it inside her or if it meant that that was her real soul? it had to do with the soul i”m sure the humanoid said that. i think that was what the trial at the village was about. so then a flood started coming kind of like how tsunamis look, and the humanoid lady helped me get on top of the roof. the woman died because her soul had gone out of her(the monster) and she couldnt move.. idk it was such a weird dream i woke up with a headache. people always think dreams have ameaning but today i thought maybe they just don’t and it’s meaningless stories, like maybe they do portray what’s bothering you or waht’s on your mind, but weird dreams like that one maybe they’re just weird dreams.

[sideblogforsonic]

Ohhhhhh boy. Listen, fellow Sonic fans, I know that we’re all hyped for the new movie and we’re all interested to see how the movie handles Maria’s death and I know this is the internet and I know that, because it’s the internet, the most meme-worthy way of talking about things is how we tend to do it.

But don’t flood the comments of Alyla Browne’s socials or any other associated actor’s or actresses’ socials with a million and one repetitions of “eager to watch Maria die” memes.

Yes, this is a passionate fanbase, which can be good. Let’s use our passion for good.

Chaos is power enriched by the heart, after all.

sorry not to be negative or anything i think a lot of the jokes about maria dying are funny but am i the only one who thinks that its taking it a liiiittle too far to flood the comments of the live action actors posts with stuff about how shes gonna get shot or you cant wait to see her die (and yes this is actually happening im not making up a guy to get mad at)