#and i dont have anyone to reign me in

[jeysbvck]

Shan Shan, babes, my beloved, my cherished, my sun moon and stars, WHAT IS THE TEA ON MY GAY BOYFRIENDS EDDIE AND BUCK (WHOM ARE DEF TOTALLY IN LOVE BTW) the gifs look bad I need reassurance lol

ASH MY BELOVED, THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE, U BETTER BE COMFY BC I AM HAVING A BUDDIE BREAKDOWN AND THIS IS ABOUT TO GET LONG!!!

so, 6x10 on monday, my baby boy got struck by lightning (and right now is dead). eddie got struck BY THE SAME LIGHTNING STRIKE, yeeted off the bottom of the ladder (after he hooked buck to his ropes and his last words to buck were "go get em cowboy" !!!!) got right back up, saw buck was in his gwen stacy era and eddie RAN UP THE LADDER SCREAMING BUCKS NAME. he shouted "can u hear me???" (no he's dead), tried to PULL HIM UP TOWARDS HIM before lowering him to the ground where he was collected by his adopted dad😭

THEN...eddie sprinted towards the ambulance were bucks brother in law was doing CPR on buck, pushed adopted dad/captain out the way to get to buck. ("buck talk to me" bc buck never shuts up but now hes silent😭😭) adopted dad/captain then told eddie "youre driving, get off" bc he knows he can't let eddie see his soul mate and partner dead!!!

BUT 15 MINUTES BEFORE THE EPISODE AIRED, FOX UPLOADED A STILL FROM NEXT WEEKS EP OF EDDIE (and bucks) SON (chris) AT BUCKS BEDSIDE WHILE BUCK IS IN A COMA!!!!

then the 30 second promo for next weeks ep aired, and it showed eddie doing cpr on buck as they wheel him into the hospital, then showed us coma dream buck, and different shots of everyone at his bedside BAR CHRIS AND EDDIE!!!!

THEN TODAY...this still got leaked

and now the fandom is in a meltdown bc this episode is called "new sensations" and eddie is supposed to be going on dates that dont work out and this SCREAMS undercover fake dating (that's a whole other storyline with adopted dad/captain; his friend died in a suspicious way and he's investigating it) and u cannot tell me that this is either fake dating, or eddie will realise hes having way more fun here with buck than any of the dates he went on and thus begins buddie canon!! this is happening in 6x13, but we have to wait till the 10th april for it!!! (also my birthday ep the week after will deal with the ramifications of feelings realised and i will walk into the dam that's round the corner from me if that happens!!!)

so in conclusion; we all asked for coma buck, then got it, it was way worse than we realised but YAY BUDDIE CANON!!! 🤭🤭🤭

[toytulini]

I thought Ursula was pretty Biologist-core but in the end her arc was less Biologistcore than others. Levi was also pretty Biologistcore. maybe even Ghost Bird core?

[sabohteurs]

it's weird seeing my own name on the dash ic.

[orcelito]

God I don't wanna go to therapy tomorrow. Sick of talking about my feelings in a clinical setting. I do enough psychoanalysis just by myself, and now I gotta sit through it with someone else??? Come on.

[feelin-frazzled]

scream 6 would've been better if mindy had died + if her death had directly paralleled randy's sorry

[guavanoe]

i want a pathetic boyfriend. emphasis on pathetic

[kissinkou]

COME AND GET IT NOW !

ft. college best friend! choso kamo

cw : kissing. making out. clothed grinding. groping. cursing. mentions of cum. allusions to s3x. whiny, inexperienced choso my beloved :3

you don’t know how, or when, or why this topic of discussion had come up.

what you remember is sitting in your small student dorm room, splayed out over your pink linen sheets and your puffy white duvet. your best friend, choso, is sat on the end with twiddling thumbs as he examines your room as if he had never seen it before.

truth be told, he’s seen it more times than he could count. girly and poster ridden, desk messy with papers from your professor and rainbow highlighters dropped to the floor.

you’re rambling on about your latest failed date, complaining since the moment you had entered your abode with a bounce as you hit your soft mattress.

“ way too much tongue. he was practically slobbering all over me ! and he didn’t even pay for my food. how dumb is that ?! ”

in the corner of your eye, you can see choso’s face screw into a look you can’t decipher. he hums, knee now bouncing up and down with the slightest taps of his foot.

“ cho ? you okay ? ” you ask in confusion, eyebrow quirked up in questioning.

“ what did it feel like ? ” was certainly not the question you were expecting to come from choso’s mouth.

“ uh… whadya mean ? ”

he debates with himself for a few moments, considering whether or not to ask, but he knows you. you’re not going to give up unless he tells you now.

“ yknow… kissing and stuff… ”

if you were surprised before, you’re appalled now. why would a hot college guy be asking you about sex lives ? and he’s your best friend at that. you can see the puzzle pieces forming, until suddenly, it clicks.

“ holy shit cho ! have you never fucked anyone ? or wait… have you even kissed anyone ? ”

choso’s eyes are darting from you to the floor, heat flooding his cheeks at his random outburst of a question.

“ mm… no… not really… ”

you’re rendered absolutely speechless at this new information bestowed upon you. your best friend of many years, who just so happens to be quite the attractive guy, hasn’t even had his face sucked ? you couldn’t help but giggle in either shock or pure humor, and choso’s face is almost burning red.

“ w-what the fuck ! that’s crazy, you’ve gotta be kidding me ! ” you start, laughter dying down at the pout that takes over his lips. “ sorry… sorry. uh, so you want me to tell you about it ? ”

you can see the sudden glint that takes over choso’s brown eyes, mustering up the courage to ask the question that’s been eating him alive day in and day out.

“ … could you teach me instead ? please… ”

———

that’s how you ended up here, you and your best friend laying on your bed, stripped of any innocence that could be left lingering between you two.

your legs straddle his waist, and his bulge is evidently growing underneath you. his hands are shaky, carefully leaving featherlight touches at the skin of your hip in nervousness.

“ um… so just close your eyes… and follow what i do okay… ? ”

the gulp choso takes makes his adams apple bob, eyes closing at your intstruction. you lean in, hot breath fanning over his face in the briefest moment of hesitation. his heart is pounding, and you aren’t exactly sure why, but yours is too.

you dont hold yourself back when you mold your lips against his, feeling him stiffen under you at the sudden feeling of your kiss. you move your lips again, and he follows, kissing over and over with your lead. you hold the reigns when you dart your tounge out to lick over his bottom lip, him opening his mouth to let you in.

the longer you two make out, the more confident you both are becoming. your hands travel from his arms to his chest, touching in areas you never thought you would in your lifetime. his hands move from your hips, lower and lower before just barely hovering against your ass. he’s shy.

breaking apart the kiss for only a moment to whisper into his mouth, “ it’s okay cho… i want you to touch me. ”

that’s all the conformation he needs to give in to the desires he’s had for who knows how long, squeezing and groping at you like his life depends on it. the kisses you share grow needy, searing hot with the tingles that travel from your feet up to the top of your spine.

choso softens into a whimpering mess, bucking his hips the more heated things get. you’re devouring eachother, hungry and feverish with the sucks and bites that has you grinding back onto choso’s hardened tent in his pants.

“ f-fuck ! am i doing good ? please… please touch me. i want more. ” is what choso whines out, grinding his hips back into yours, desperate for any attention you can give him.

clothed and feverous, the sway of your hips has you both whining and moaning into eachothers mouths. you’re sure if you both kept going, choso just might cum in his pants.

“ ah!— cho… ” you start, voice dripping in desire with the pretentious touches you leave on the man you call out for,

“ want me to teach you how to fuck a girl, too ? ”

©KISSINKOU — do not copy, steal, plagiarize, take inspo from without consulting, or translate my work.

[wlntrsldler]

final installment of fratboy!luke x poseidon reader :)

graduation, luke being h-word lol, im sad this is over.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

tagged trideltumm.

yn_yln: last bid day 🩵 welcome home new pc 🔱

lukecastell4n: gonna steal that little jeep from ur house

lukecastell4n: come over im tryna get u like the last pic

poseidonsfavchild: RHIS IS A PUBLIC APP

bethchase: have some decency, i beg of u

chrisr0driguez: BRO 💀💀💀

clarisselarue: too far

charliebeck: AYO?

yn_yln: pick me up pls

liked by lukecastell4n.

silenabeauregard: U LOOK SO PRETTY

yn_yln: thank u angel 👼🏽

trideltumm: i know you’re a senior now but don’t leave 🥲

yn_yln: i dont wanna go ☹️

tagged ksigumm, yn_yln, and chrisr0driguez.

lukecastell4n: went out with a bang ‼️ thanks for the memories kappa sig

ksigumm: our president 🫡

liked by lukecastell4n.

chrisr0driguez: can’t believe it’s almost over 💔

lukecastell4n: me either bro 💔

yn_yln: ur frat cooler is sooo real

lukecastell4n: what can i say 🤷🏻‍♂️

bethchase: thank god the reign of terror is over

poseidonsfavchild: fr im tired of seeing his posts every weekend

lukecastell4n: hater

poseidonsfavchild: and what about it

charliebeck: gonna miss the kappa sig parties

lukecastell4n: gonna be hard to live without the sigma nu darties

clarisselarue: my liver needs a break!!!!

chrisr0driguez: nobody said u had to finish half a handle every weekend

clarisselarue: U REFUSE TO DRINK THE BITCH CUP FOR ME

chrisr0driguez: NOT MY FAULT U SUCK AT KINGS CUP BABE

tagged lukecastell4n, clarisselarue, and others.

yn_yln: bittersweet goodbyes.

clarisselarue: i love you so much

yn_yln: love u always clar ❤️‍🔥

silenabeauregard: MY SWEET GIRL 🥹🩷

yn_yln: couldn’t have done it without you lena 🤍

lukecastell4n: im so proud of you baby

yn_yln: right back at you, my love

poseidonsfavchild: why r yall in the comments acting like youre not all going back to chb

yn_yln: percy im going to grad school 😭

poseidonsfavchild: oh

poseidonsfavchild: this is news to me

poseidonsfavchild: i was kinda hoping you’d come back 😕

yn_yln: i’ll visit over the summer

poseidonsfavchild: it’s not the same

yn_yln: stop im gonna cry

bethchase: congrats yn!!

liked by yn_yln.

gr0verunderwood: CONGRATULATIONS!!!

liked by yn_yln.

lukecastell4n posted a story!

where to next yn_yln? i’ll follow you anywhere 🤍

yn_yln replied to this story:

yn_yln: you and me forever

lukecastell4n: wouldn't have it any other way baby

poseidonsfavchild replied to this story:

poseidonsfavchild: ok if u tell anyone this i will VEHEMENTLY deny it

poseidonsfavchild: but if my sister had to end up with someone, i'm glad it's you ig

liked by lukecastell4n.

poseidonsfavchild: just tell her to come visit sometimes yeah?

lukecastell4n: your secret's safe with me perce

lukecastell4n: dw we'll come back. we can't stay away from our siblings too long

poseidonsfavchild: thanks luke

lukecastell4n: anytime lil bro

liked by poseidonsfavchild.

[meowshark12]

i know it won't work (rc)(3)

series summary: you're best friends with topper, kelce, and rafe. it has never bothered you to see them with other girls, knowing that they usually only have flings, but, when rafe gets what appears to be a girlfriend, how does this change things?

(not canon)rafe x kook!reader, original characters

chapter 3 summary: the after effects of Topper's party. I'll leave it at that.

warnings: rafe is pissing me off.

2.4k words, basically unedited.

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chapter 3: why

...

Topper's party ends with you, Stella, and Macey walking back over to your house after the vast majority of the crowd had dissipated. All who remained there ended up crashing somewhere in the great unknown of Topper's parent's estate.

You wake up in your bed next to a snoring Macey and an already awake Stella, who greets you with a soft smile and your water bottle. You sit up.

"Thanks," you whisper, careful to not wake Macey. You take a few sips of your water, not realizing how thirsty you actually were. "what time is it?" you ask.

"only 8" Stella responds, which prompts you to lay back down (dramatically) and open your phone.

You are met with 11 messages from Topper from last night.

...

top

yoooooo wya??

sent 1:28am

yn. are you here

sent 1:31am

did you fr go home?

sent 1:32am

omfg I see ur light on.

sent 1:32am

you actual pos

sent 1:32am

kelce and rafe are asking where you guys went

sent 1:36am

they say they're coming over

sent 1:37am

I told them not to. why did you leave?

sent 1:41am

what's wrong.

sent 1:45am

pls respond.

sent 1:46am

ok gn then. dont be mad.

sent 2:19am

...

You sigh. Stella shoots a questioning look your way before you show her your phone and she understands.

Macey stirs, though it is much too early yet for her to arise. She hums in her sleep, probably to tell you guys to be quiet.

"what do I even say to all this?" you ask, nobody answers, but you didn't really need an answer. You knew that you would explain to Topper that you and the girls just needed a girls night, but you also knew that he wouldn't buy it for a second.

You respond to Topper, and ask if he would want to meet you at the club for lunch, somewhat disregarding his messages but knowing he would force you into talking about last night somehow. Topper may not be the brightest, but he is much more in tune with emotions than someone might think. He says yes to lunch, and you turn your phone off, satisfied with the way you bought yourself a few more hours.

You think about the best way to approach the subject with Topper. Because 'hey me and the girls don't like that beautiful girl that you and the boys hangout with and we want you all to ourselves because it works better that way' doesn't seem like the right thing to say. Topper texts you again, asking if you could do coffee and bagels instead. You take a minute to respond though you know you'll say yes anyway. You were hungry and did need a hangover-curing coffee, as did your girls, you were sure.

You reply a nonchalant 'sure' to Topper before telling Stella your plans and that you'll bring her and Macey back their faves. Topper offered to drive, so you begin your walk to his house.

As you open the fence and walk through, you see Rafe's truck pulling out of the driveway with Amber in the passenger seat. You have to stifle a reaction, but you did not expect to see Rafe and Amber interact ever again. Rafe was usually a one-night kind of guy, not a one-night and drive you home the morning after kind of guy.

You had heard your fair share of Rafe's escapades in your group's conversations, but nobody in the group ever seemed phased to hear about anyone else's hookup stories.

Though, there was the one time that you shared a story that the boys, and especially Rafe, were not fond of.

You had just turned 17, and had all begun the night drinking your beverages of choice and hanging out in Kelce's room, if you could even call it that. Kelce's parents only had one kid, and they let him have free reign of their finished basement. So, as you all sprawled on the various couches and chairs there was conversation flowing aimlessly throughout the group.

Though, you started out talking to the girls (who prompted you) about your recent endeavors with a boy named John, the boys begun listening after they realized the topic of conversation. You were never entirely open with the boys about your personal life, so they were completely intrigued with the conversation.

You paused partway through your long story before realizing that the three nosy boys on the other side of the room had stopped their conversation to listen to you. You laughed, saying a quick "stop listening!" before rolling your eyes and turning back to the girls. When you saw that the boys had no intention of stopping their listening, you turned back to them and didn't speak.

"Oh come on, yn, we never get to hear about this stuff!" Kelce begins, raising his eyebrows and giving you a look to try to persuade you to continue.

"Yeah, yn, you know all about our lives, how come we rarely get to know about yours?" Topper chimes in, agreeing with Kelce's sentiment. Rafe is quiet, not sure if he wants to hear what you are going to say, but his gaze on you is intent, almost silently willing you to continue talking.

"Ugh. Okay. Well..." you begin, without really knowing how to continue. All you had really told the girls was that you had hooked up with John Townsend, the boy whose parents were the sole contributors of the Kildare Yacht Club. But, the boys hadn't been listening to who, all they heard was that you had hooked up with someone.

"Go on..." Macey says, hoping her prompting will elicit a reaction out of you.

"We've just hooked up a few times. It's not that big of a deal." You spit out finally, waiting to see what your friends will say.

"A few times?!?" Stella nearly yells. "I thought it was only the one time at his house?" She finishes, waiting for you to say something. Before you can, Macey interrupts.

"His house?!? I thought it was only at the..." she starts before glancing at the boys, "...you know where I thought it was." she finished meekly. The boys erupt in a series of "what"s and "no way"s, turning to you for an explanation.

You laugh and cover your face with your hands, your cheeks turning a shade of red that you didn't even know existed before now. The boys are all slack jawed and waiting for you to talk.

"Oh what? Like you all haven't had your fair share of hookups??" You start, "why is this so crazy?"

"because its YOU, yn. You've never told us about this stuff before, even when we ask!" Topper says, still bewildered. You look between the boys. Rafe seemingly deep in thought, Kelce wide eyed, and Topper's mouth still hanging open.

You begin to defend yourself before you are cut off by Rafe asking "Who is this guy?" and that's when you realize that they hadn't been listening the whole time. Topper and Kelce hum to show that they also want to know. You look over at Stella and Macey, both of whom are making faces at you to show that maybe you shouldn't tell the boys who this mystery man is that you've hooked up with more than one time.

"Ummmmmmm..." you start, not intending to share with them.

"Fine. If you don't want to share, we'll just got through your phone and find out ourselves." Topper says, lunging toward your phone with an open hand.

You protest, holding it out of reach. Some semblance of a fight ensues, the girls trying to keep them away and the boys pushing through (to the best of their ability without trampling a bunch of 17 year old girls) to get to your phone.

"FINE!" you finally shout, stopping the fight. "If you really want to know that bad... it was John Townsend." You finish.

Rafe is the first to speak. "What?" He says plainly.

"Did you really not hear me?" you say.

"no, I think I heard you. I just- what??" he finally answers.

You look at the rest of the group, the girls looking relieved but worried, and the other boys looking somewhat the same as Rafe.

"What's the problem with John?" you ask innocently.

"What's the problem? Yn what's NOT the problem?" Kelce begins before Topper finishes his sentence.

"Yeah, yn, that guy is bad news. His parents might be hot shit in Kildare, but he's a weirdo. Especially for younger girls, like you." Topper says, not intending to hurt you with his words, but they do sting a little.

Rafe is still silent, and you look to him to say something. He avoids your gaze, waiting for the other boys to be done.

"I think they just mean that you should be careful, yn" Stella begins, trying to fix the tension in the room.

"No, Stel, we mean that she shouldn't be so stupid to fuck around with a dirty loser like that guy." Rafe finally speaks up, and his words hurt you the most. "I mean really, yn. Be serious right now."

You're on the verge of tears, not expecting to be belittled in front of your only friends.

"Alright that's enough dumbass." Macey says. "She's allowed to do whatever she wants and doesn't need approval from anyone, especially not you idiots."

You give her a small smile. You're not sure why Rafe's words affected you that much. You all are silent for a moment before conversation restarts. You excuse yourself to go to the bathroom, hoping to get your bearings back.

Stella and Macey follow not long after you, and soon you are all on the bathroom floor. They begin explaining to you that the boys were just being stupid and protective like they always were, and that it just got out of hand. You agreed, and soon everything was back to normal. But, you had always thought about that moment before beginning to share something with your friends from that moment on.

Overall, the relationships of your friends were private from your friend group. In a way, all of your most important relationships were with each other. So why would you want that to change? Nobody ever really had serious relationships anyway, and you all liked it that way. At least you thought you all liked it that way.

Soon after you see Rafe and Amber leave, Topper comes out of the house and sees you leaning against the passenger door of his Jeep.

He gives you a small smile before unlocking his car. You open the passenger door and get in.

Topper climbs into the driver's seat right after you. "Coffee first or bagels?" he asks, avoiding the obvious awkwardness between the two of you.

"Bagels, probably? I'm gonna get coffee for the girls too, don't want it to melt," you reply easily, since conversation with Topper has always come naturally for you. Topper nods, turning up the music that was playing and rolling down the windows.

The drive to get bagels was short, short enough that neither of the two of you had tried to initiate conversation, but long enough that the awkwardness began to brew. After getting bagels, you buckled yourself in and felt the rumble of the engine, but Topper didn't shift the car to begin driving.

You knew that leaving early normally wouldn't have been a big deal for other people. Especially since you lived right next door, it makes sense to sleep in your own bed after a party instead of cramming into one person's house. But, the six of you always stayed, and if you didn't, you wouldn't leave without saying goodbye.

"So," Topper begins, "what's up with you?" he says, not necessarily intending to blame you for leaving early, but maybe he knew it was your idea to leave.

"What do you mean?" you challenge, hoping he will give you some information before you explain yourself.

"I don't know, it's just weird that you guys left yesterday," he says, pausing to take in your reaction. You nod with him, understanding why he would be upset about it. "Why did you leave without telling us? I mean, we know you live right there, but that's just never happened before. We were kinda worried... Rafe suggested showing up to your house and then Kelce wanted to go with him, but I figured we should just leave you guys be." At the mention of Rafe, your ears perk up. Why had he of all people suggested going over? Wasn't he preoccupied with Amber?

"Yeah, I know we should've told you we left," you say honestly, feeling bad that you left him high and dry. "Honestly," you begin, and Topper is now staring at you, "we were just not exactly feeling it, it was kind of a weird vibe outside with you guys... and Amber... and I don't know, we just figured we would go back to mine kinda early," you pause, seeing Topper's gaze soften. "I'm really sorry though, Top. You know I didn't mean to leave you like that. We aren't mad at you, the vibe was just off and we felt weird still being there." you finish.

"Okay... well if that's really it, and you're not mad, then we are all good. We just don't want to mess around with a mad yn, or a mad Macey, for that matter." You laugh, glad to have been able to dance around the point enough to satisfy Topper's craving for an answer from you.

The two of you finish your coffee run and come back to your house to a wide awake Stella and Macey awaiting your arrival.

"Finally!" Macey says dramatically, as if she hadn't woken up ten minutes prior.

"I think she means 'thank you'" Stella explains while helping you with their drinks.

"You're welcome," you respond, and Topper trails in behind you. After the two of you made up, you figured you might as well invite him in for breakfast.

After the four of you eat together, a notification from your group chat lights up your phone.

...

rafe

ward not home. druthers today at 12?

...

Kelce has already responded 'yes' and the four of you are in agreement as well. Today was going to be a day on the boat. You were hopeful that this would be able to mend the crack slowly forming in the group of the six of you.

But, your hopes were soon crushed when you arrived to the Druthers and see Rafe and Amber awaiting your arrival.

You look at the girls, and they're already looking at you. You sigh, shrug, and hope that you all can make the best out of the day ahead of you.

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a/n: hope you all keep enjoying! sorry for huge delay in posting. ill be back hopefully for a while!

[overlyspecific]

Part 6 of Merlin Hood

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12

Still in the past at Merlin’s magic trial, next part will be back to the present!

The first thing Merlin notices when he wakes up is that it’s daylight. He should have waken Arthur up hours ago, but somethings not right. Merlin knows he didnt need to wake Arthur up today for some reason, but what was the reason?

Uther: Merlin of Ealdor, you stand accused of using magic and treason to the crown. What do you have to say for yourself?

Oh, that’s right, its because Merlin is to be put to death today.

Uther: Well, do you have anything to say?

Merlin: *mumbles under his breath*

Uther: *angry* What was that?

Merlin: I said, ‘What makes me any different?’

Uther: 😡 What?

Merlin: Its just that you’ve murdered thousands of sorcerers and magical beings and never listened to them. What makes me any different?

Arthur: Merlin!

Merlin: No, Arthur, I’m already going to die, no thanks to you. I’d like to finally get the answers to questions I’ve been silent about my whole life.

Arthur looks at Merlin with a look on his face between apologetic and confused. Merlin has always found that look adorable, but under the current circumstances he has to look away. Arthur cant save him now.

Uther: You said you have your questions. I am willing to hear your last remarks. Ask away but do not expect any answers.

Merlin: Great! First question, when you decided to keep the last great dragon under the castle, did you do that just so he could torture me with half truths and vague prophecies or did he decide to do that on his own?

Uther: The great dragon?

Merlin: From the look on your face, I’m going to take that as a no and that you maybe didnt even know he could talk. Next question: the law says its illegal to ‘study and practice magic’ if I didnt study it, but just practiced it, would it still be a death sentence or could I be let off with a time served kind of deal?

Gauis: Merlin!

Merlin: What! I’m gonna die anyway, might as well see if there is any leniency.

Uther: So, you admit to practicing magic, then? Guards, take the prisoner to the pyre! I dont want to hear another word.

Merlin: *smiling a little too wide to be friendly* …And here I thought you actually wanted to hear me out. *Merlin shakes his head* Oh, Uther, you see, I don’t just practice magic. I am magic.

As the guards approach Merlin from all sides, he snaps his fingers and disappears.

Uther: Find him!

Merlin: *appears right behind Arthur* Arthur.

Arthur: *spins around too quickly in fright and tumbles into Merlin, who catches him* Ahh!

Merlin: *smiling while trying to keep Arthur upright* I don’t have much time.

Uther: There! *points at Merlin* Get away from my son!

Merlin: *takes off his neckerchief* If you ever need me for any reason, *starts to hand the neckerchief to Arthur, but Arthur doesn’t take it* seriously, Arthur, I’m trying to have a heartfelt moment here, you utter prat.

Arthur: *starts to smile at the insult, but quickly hides it with his blank princely expression* Merlin, you have to leave.

Merlin: That’s what I’m trying to do! *hastily ties the neckerchief around Arthurs wrist* If you need me, leave that in the darkling woods and I’ll be there as soon as I can.

Merlin jumps onto the throne that Uther vacated when Merlin vanished.

Merlin: People of Camelot! I will not die at the hands of King Uther in his unjust war on magic. I am Emrys, the most powerful warlock to ever walk the Earth. The Once and Future king is the only one I serve. I will be back when he reigns. Until then, however… *Merlin looks directly at Uther* …I’m going to make your life a very difficult. *turns to Gwen and Morgana* If anyone needs me I’m only a call away. *Merlin snaps his fingers and disappears again*

In Merlin’s absence, flowers fill the room and nobody says a word just staring at the flowers around them completely covering the floor.

Morgana: *picks up a flower and puts it in Gwen’s hair* Beautiful.

Gwen: *smiles, before creasing her eyes in worry* Do you think he’ll be alright?

Morgana: *looking over at Arthur who is staring solemnly at the neckerchief tied around his wrist* I’ll think he’ll be just fine.

[crispys-records]

i fear vylad was set up for failure in mystreet

in mcd, hes this wise, almost omniscient character who knows what he must do to progress the story. he experiences all this hurt he could only achieve whilst in a fantasy world, and his narrative relevance is significant only because he serves a greater purpose other than being aphmau's ally. he is effectively an oracle/guardian spirit figure throughout the beginning of season 1, only to be dragged away for using what is meant to be a power of malice and evil for good and protection.

in mystreet, hes. a guy. a nothingburger. hes so nothing that i cant even remember his relevance without checking the wiki. he has no plot relevance, no omniscience, no nothing to tether him to his main character status, even though he is so interesting as a modern character. he is still a child of infidelity, which means he might very well be the reason why garte is such a bitch. i was gonna say to zianna but maybe hes just a bitch in general. if being a shadow knight in mcd means you were a punk in mystreet, why doesnt anyone ever talk about vylads dark history (vandalism and being around gene) that would be funny as hell.

although lets be real i think we know why.

he was doomed from the beginning bc although he holds major plot relevance in mcd, he just wasnt around a lot. his fanbase back then might as well have been like 10 ppl who were rlly happy to see vylad appear in mystreet. and in the end hes happy. hes traveling the world. thats rlly funny to me tbh. like everyone else is experiencing manmade horrors and hes like going to france and shit.

i still think we couldve seen more of vylad.

also not to go off topic but where did the dante x vylad thing come from? i used to ship it as a kid when i was younger and had free reign of wattpad but like im older and can think now and why was dante x vylad a thinkg. i dont even remember any noteabke vylante moments in mystreet. what is the merit in this ship other than to complete the ro'meave brothers x flirty boys trio ?? im like serious

[hwsing]

I’m very curious about any NSFW Headcanons/takes you have for Canada. 👀

sex, eh?

notes: 18+, reader is gender neutral and i don’t think reader’s genitals are mentioned. includes: canada (matthew williams). as always, reblogs are appreciated!

cw: this is more babbling than anything else; verse! matthew, outdoors sex, hair pulling, dick description. wc: about 580. not proof read. not much comes to mind for this lad but please feel free to request anything about him!

it’s so interesting to me that so many people want this man because he is so unfuckable to me its hilarious. i have to really put on my thinking cap here, but, i do think matthew is genuinely quite a giving partner. i also get the impression of him that he does like to dom (soft dom lets be clear). its a bit of a stereotype these days i think, but he seems like the type to enjoy that sort of dynamic since he can often feel overlooked in his day to day life.

despite that, i feel like he has iffy feelings on brats. he’s not the most kinky guy out there to begin with, so declining/training/ god forbid punishing is a ways outside his comfort zone. he’d much prefer to just make you feel good. now, if you reallllllly want to experiment in the more brat side of things, he’ll try a bit, but again, don’t expect anything particularly hardcore. at best, he’ll be manhandling you. when it comes to how he touches you, though, he’d rather give you sweet, open mouthed kisses down your chest to stomach!

really really really likes when his hair is tugged on. whether it it’s when you’re kissing or he’s giving you head, he just loves the little tugs to his roots. it’s a bit grounding, really; the blond is prone to overthinking and getting lost in his own thoughts. in a way, you’re yanking him back down, forcing him to focus more on the here and now.

public sex is a no go, but… outdoors sex?? this is by no means a habit of his, but if you two are camping……….. he prefers to camp by your own means rather than just. use an overcrowded campsite, so it’s not like anyone is really going to be around. with the thick forest as your walls of protection, why not get up to a bit of fun? he honestly really likes it, even if you’re only willing to do it inside the tent. although, if you’re willing to fuck against a tree, he’s more than happy to oblige!

he’s got pretty good stamina. he’s worked in the outdoors most of his life — he’s very fit. not particularly bulking, but muscular and somewhat lean. eats a good diet too. he lasts quite a while to begin with, but can go a few rounds as well! usually caps off at max two though, unless you specifically ask for more. he has a hard time saying no to you in most contexts,, he can’t help it, he thinks you’re so cute :(

still a verse at the end of the day, and if you try to take the reigns, he’s not going to put up much of a fight. again, he has a hard time denying you; quite literally putty in your hands if you decide to dom.

i dont imagine him very noisy in the bedroom. mostly soft and small moans and groans, some whimpering when he’s close. he’s not silent but not talkative either. he’s inclined to sing your praises and all that, but quietly, only for you to hear. that, and he can get a bit embarrassed by speaking so intimately, so it’s just easier for him to say it softly lolol.

this feels kinda bland so here’s a small treat: i’d guess he’s about 6.8”, trims quite close and very hygienic. slightly thick but not so much so that it’s pose a problem. very sensitive.

[edenmemes]

god of war: ragnarok starters

may contain spoilers !

❝ trust? you have broken my trust. ❞ ❝ you seemed troubled in your sleep, even for you. nightmares? ❞   ❝ if you’re not fighting dirty, you’re not fighting, right? ❞   ❝ the worst is still ahead of us. we must be strong. ❞   ❝ it’s times like this i really miss home. ❞ ❝ you must live with your deeds, but do not be troubled by them. ❞ ❝ you don’t strike me as someone who fears death. ❞ ❝ that is not who i am anymore. ❞   ❝ the problem doesn’t have to reach our doorstop to be our responsibility. ❞   ❝ please don’t make me do this. ❞   ❝ the storm is getting worse. ❞   ❝ i’d offer you a hug, but why traumatise either of us further. ❞   ❝ whatever anger you’re feeling, whatever loathing toward me...it’s nothing to what i’ve said to myself. ❞   ❝ i know the hate that burns you from within. i’ve felt those flames...known the comfort of their warmth. ❞   ❝ i do not need you to protect me. ❞   ❝ be glad you have a home to remember fondly. ❞   ❝ you’ve come a long way since i first met you. ❞   ❝ the pain only grows. will i ever be free of it? ❞ ❝ i need you...i can’t do this by myself. ❞   ❝ got a case of pride, i get it. hope yours clears up quicker than mine did. ❞   ❝ you were given an impossible problem. do not blame yourself for failing to solve it. ❞ ❝ you speak of your deeds with shame. ❞ ❝ i wronged you. and i cannot change that...and can never apologise enough for it. ❞   ❝ we do not know what lies ahead. i wish to enjoy the time we have left. ❞   ❝ there is no need to shoulder this burden on your own. ❞   ❝ i suppose that’s all any of us can hope for in the end. that our death has purpose. ❞   ❝ i don’t need to hear about your mistakes. i’ve made enough of my own, thanks. ❞   ❝ some free advice? you don’t want to let anyone catch you talking to your sword. ❞   ❝ you reek of cheap mead and that is by far your most endearing characteristic. ❞   ❝ i expected you to come and find me. that no matter how hurt or angry, you wouldn’t abandon me when i needed you the most. ❞   ❝ you started this fight --- i will end it. ❞   ❝ you don’t have to do this kinda stuff just to keep my mind off things. ❞   ❝ could i ever think of this place as home again? after all that’s happened? ❞   ❝ all too often, people are blinded to all but their immediate self-interest. ❞ ❝ not exactly a calming presence, are you? ❞ ❝ know that all reigns end, and all empires fall. ❞ ❝ do not doubt the lengths i will go to. ❞ ❝ so much has been taken from me and i’m supposed to let it all go? ❞   ❝ if you don’t think i could lead us, just say so. ❞ ❝ i’m not saying anything you haven’t thought. ❞ ❝ there’s no making this right, is there? ❞ ❝ love should be---could be---stronger than hatred. ❞ ❝ it seems to me we share a common enemy. ❞ ❝ i know how bad it can get with one’s own kin. ❞ ❝ seems the only thing i can do right these days is destroy everything around me. ❞ ❝ i am haunted by your incompetence. it keeps me up at night. ❞ ❝ so i’m not allowed to give you a nickname? ❞ ❝ oooh, getting nosey. getting personal. ❞ ❝ that’s the most dangerous and irresponsible thing i’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ i haven’t given up hope on you. ❞ ❝ i had hoped my days of ceaseless battles were over. ❞ ❝ to grieve deeply is to love fully. ❞ ❝ the truth is always more complicated. to imagine it’s simple is dangerous. ❞   ❝ you're a killer, just like your father. ❞ ❝ you think you just get to walk away? ❞   ❝ uh...someone’ll clean that up. ❞ ❝ i dont know if we’re breaking fate, or fate’s breaking us. ❞ ❝ how can you, of anyone alive, be squeamish about war? ❞ ❝ oh, wow...that’s quite the compliment. ❞ ❝ i grow tired of your lack of empathy. ❞ ❝ to abandon a poisonous path and walk another is no small challenge. ❞   ❝ can i get you a water or something? ❞ ❝ confronting the past comes with a price. ❞ ❝ i want things to be the way they were. ❞ ❝ being in love’s always a risk. that’s what makes it fun. ❞ ❝ i was always fond of our talks, you know. ❞ ❝ curiosity’s all well and good...but so’s privacy, yes? ❞ ❝ whatever you ask, consider it done. i am forever in your debt. ❞ ❝ what’s the biggest thing you’ve ever fought? ❞ ❝ so...was this all that you hoped for? ❞ ❝ the closer we get, the more tightness grows in my chest. ❞ ❝ your path leads to countless deaths. unimaginable pain and suffering. ❞ ❝ can’t you take a joke, you old goat? ❞ ❝ everyone takes it easy on you because they’re scared of your father. ❞ ❝ that’s family.    you got to keep them close where they can make you good and crazy. ❞ ❝ maybe, for the moment, you’re of more use to me alive. ❞ ❝ look at the ruins before you and understand the truth: this was your doing. ❞ ❝ forgive me. my words were chosen carelessly. ❞ ❝ my success does not come from luck. ❞ ❝ just shut up and drink. ❞ ❝ no matter the size, every creature has a weakness. ❞ ❝ sometimes we never really know the ones we love. ❞ ❝ tell me about your homeland. ❞ ❝ leadership? not really my strong suit, let’s be honest. ❞ ❝ what am i gonna do, walk around with a bandage on my head, begging for attention? ❞ ❝ why are you so bent on hurting me like this? i’ve done nothing to you. ❞ ❝ you seem like a calm and reasonable person.      are you a calm and reasonable person? ❞ ❝ i’ve seen my fair share of bloodshed, but this is an awful lot for one morning. ❞ ❝ if you’re planning on killing me, at least let me finish this song. ❞ ❝ everywhere i look, i am reminded of my mistakes. ❞ ❝ i have seen many lands. many realms. i can tell you with some certainty: no such paradise exists. ❞ ❝ do something about it or shut up already. ❞ ❝ breaking tension with humour is the sacred duty of a travelling companion. ❞ ❝ forgiveness can be powerful. even for the unworthy. ❞ ❝ you have no idea the kind of shit i’ve been through. ❞ ❝ our actions have consequences. to be reminded of them is not a punishment. ❞ ❝ take the hint. go away. ❞ ❝ something is on your mind. what is it? ❞ ❝ what a twisted little soul you have. ❞ ❝ your eyes say everything. ❞ ❝ me and you against the world, huh? just like the old days. ❞ ❝ there is no making things right. only better than they were. ❞ ❝ without me? i thought we were partners. ❞ ❝ this will end in blood. the only question that remains is which side is willing to spill more. ❞ ❝ i have lost myself before. more than once. ❞ ❝ you cannot sneak up on me like that. ❞ ❝ is it always moral to kill something that’s trying to kill you? ❞ ❝ we’ve gotta be more than a bunch of stories with our endings already written. ❞ ❝ the smell is making my eyes burn. ❞ ❝ you are staring... ❞ ❝ even the brightest among us carry darkness. ❞ ❝ anyone ever tell you that you babble when you’re terrified? ❞ ❝ every path i walk...leads back to vengeance. ❞ ❝ maybe our families are just meant to be enemies. ❞ ❝ i know how it feels...to lose a parent. ❞ ❝ your love of this place...i can feel it. anyone can. ❞ ❝ what you can do is get the fuck out of my sight. ❞ ❝ it was stupid of me to hope in the first place. ❞ ❝ is that regret in your voice? ❞ ❝ there are things even gods cannot control. ❞ ❝ you don’t care about anyone beyond yourself. ❞ ❝ say something. i enjoy hearing your voice. ❞ ❝ does it frighten you? that is why you must do it. ❞ ❝ the dumb doesn’t fall far from the tree. ❞ ❝ you’re quite agitated, even for you. ❞ ❝ ain’t you never seen a legend in the flesh before? ❞ ❝ you are one of the few i would call a ‘friend’. ❞ ❝ this place is kinda pretty, when things aren’t trying to kill us. ❞ ❝ i find the hues and shades of your shortcomings almost moving. ❞ ❝ i still might kill you when this is over. ❞ ❝ i wish i could do more, i really do. ❞ ❝ do you ever have those moments where you wish you could...go back? rewrite your own past, make different decisions. ❞ ❝ do you want me to stop talking about your muscles? ❞ ❝ you are a formidable warrior, but even more than that, you have a good heart. ❞ ❝ this world takes more strength than it gave me. ❞ ❝ i’m trying to save your life, you big jerk. ❞ ❝ at least something out here doesn’t wanna kill me. ❞ ❝ i’ll just say it. i’m getting a really terrible feeling from this place. ❞ ❝ violence changes us. you are not weak to feel its effects. ❞ ❝ i’ve always loved you, you know. ❞ ❝ what side are you on anyway? ❞ ❝ everything was fine until you showed up. ❞ ❝ i have been...falling back into my old ways. angry. distrustful. ❞ ❝ one day, you will have to survive. without me. ❞ ❝ you don’t have to like me but...we’re gonna have to trust each other. ❞ ❝ you think war drives me? or power? wealth? no. never has. ❞ ❝ and they say i’m the bad guy. ❞ ❝ you feel it in the air, don’t you? the anxiety. ❞ ❝ i’m not being weird, you’re being weird. ❞ ❝ sure you’re up for breaking the rules like this? ❞ ❝ doubt is a weakness we cannot afford. ❞ ❝ mm. i do not like riddles. ❞ ❝ it just seems like a lot for someone your age. ❞ ❝ use the judgement of a man and not of a child. ❞ ❝ so what are we supposed to do? roll over? do nothing? ❞ ❝ war will not give you the purpose you seek. ❞ ❝ nasty hit! are you alright? ❞ ❝ well, glad you survived the first day. ❞ ❝ what do you think? is there a right side in this war? ❞ ❝ didn’t you ever have an awkward phase in your youth? ❞ ❝ you will not find me good company. ❞ ❝ how about we just don’t kill each other? ❞ ❝ what have your promises ever been worth? ❞ ❝ why would you come this way alone? ❞ ❝ leave now, whether you value your life or peace in your death. ❞ ❝ i put you in so much pain. put you in a terrible situation. ❞ ❝ the most difficult battles are fought within. ❞ ❝ it’s not my job to teach you everything. ❞ ❝ thanks for patching me up. ❞ ❝ loss can do things to a man. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i thought i could do this alone. ❞ ❝ i will do what it takes to keep you safe. ❞ ❝ a desperate creature can be the most dangerous. ❞ ❝ you’re just sharing your thoughts on a subject you know nothing about. ❞ ❝ this isn’t who you want to be. ❞ ❝ i knew this was going too smoothly. ❞ ❝ can one man do this much damage? ❞ ❝ this is your final warning. ❞ ❝ you have a lot of nerve, know that? ❞ ❝ i am counting on you. to be safe. to be smart. ❞ ❝ uh, maybe that’s not a good idea? ❞ ❝ well, that was violent. ❞ ❝ don’t go to too much trouble on my account. ❞ ❝ are you not a soldier? are you not a leader of people? ❞ ❝ just when i thought you couldn’t get even more godly. ❞ ❝ do you wish to speak of what happened? ❞ ❝ you have no hold on me any more. ❞ ❝ have you ever been in love? ❞ ❝ mind if i give you the best advice you’ve heard all day and possibly ever? sleep. ❞ ❝ you’ll have my wise and faithful counsel always. ❞ ❝ look, i just want to do the right thing. ❞ ❝ all i ask for is a good night’s rest. ❞ ❝ you’re angry with me, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ we live in strange times. ❞ ❝ do you hear that? i thought i heard a voice. ❞ ❝ any outsider is considered a threat. ❞ ❝ it is not always wrong to trust people. ❞ ❝ never thought i’d be so relieved to be back here. ❞ ❝ well, we all make mistakes. ❞ ❝ this is the craziest thing i’ve ever done. ❞ ❝ when we get out of here, i’ll give you some space. ❞ ❝ violence cannot prevent violence. ❞ ❝ the truth can be a cruel thing. ❞ ❝ defy your prophecy at your own peril. ❞ ❝ i must say, i think we make a good team. ❞ ❝ where would you even be without me? ❞ ❝ calm your mind. control it. ❞ ❝ you look...weirder than i imagined. ❞ ❝ we must tread carefully. danger is close. ❞ ❝ there are worse things to discover about someone you love. ❞ ❝ i know how it feels to be wronged. ❞ ❝ did you just wake up with the urge to be a pain in my ass? ❞ ❝ is it revenge if justice is served? ❞ ❝ sometimes there is no other way. ❞ ❝ all journeys come to an end. ❞ ❝ you’re the first person that i’ve talked to in a really long time. ❞ ❝ i’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment. ❞ ❝ so...do you forgive me? ❞ ❝ sorry, i’m just really excited to talk to you. ❞ ❝ is there any way to stop fate? ❞ ❝ it would be the first time in a while i have something truly mine. ❞ ❝ the earth is the reflection of those who tend it. ❞ ❝ i have to say. i am profoundly unimpressed. ❞ ❝ i did not come to you for a lecture. ❞ ❝ perhaps there is a measure of monster inside us all. ❞ ❝ i was about to look for you. ❞ ❝ i said we would speak no more of that. ❞ ❝ peace cannot endure without force to protect it. ❞ ❝ what is it you will not tell me? ❞ ❝ where has everyone gone, i wonder? ❞ ❝ i suppose we’re all entitled to walk our own paths. regardless of where they end. ❞ ❝ you are in way over your head. ❞ ❝ so much about that day i wish i could change. ❞ ❝ it is difficult to seek forgiveness when you feel unworthy. ❞ ❝ i don’t recall asking you to come along. ❞ ❝ don’t you know who i am? ❞ ❝ real power does not need to flaunt. it emerges when the time is right. ❞ ❝ i don’t move, you don’t move. don’t do anything you’ll regret. ❞ ❝ sorry we got off on the wrong foot there. ❞ ❝ i meant it when i said you’re not a prisoner here. ❞ ❝ the culmination of love is grief, and still we open our hearts to the inevitable. ❞ ❝ why aren’t we working together? ❞ ❝ maybe together we can take back what’s ours. ❞ ❝ you don’t hear me spreading your business all around town, do you? ❞ ❝ you judge me? you? ❞ ❝ you think i’m being stupid. ❞ ❝ go before i change my mind. ❞ ❝ you deserve nothing but pain. ❞ ❝ always expect the unexpected. ❞ ❝ don’t go telling anyone about that. ❞ ❝ i shouldn’t have listened to you. ❞ ❝ you think my anger is irrational? ❞ ❝ prophecies are slippery by nature. ❞ ❝ seek no quarrel with me, and i’ll have no quarrel with you. ❞ ❝ you’re a destroyer, like me. ❞ ❝ you think i’m trouble? you just met me. ❞ ❝ not sure that makes me feel any better... ❞ ❝ let me see the monster inside. ❞ ❝ i know what you’re doing.     trying to play on my sympathies in the hope i let you live. ❞ ❝ i do not want you to feel alone. ❞ ❝ the mistakes of the past need not be repeated. ❞ ❝ never mind...i shouldn’t have asked. ❞ ❝ i regret many things. killing you will not be one of them. ❞ ❝ do you believe in fate? ❞ ❝ you can’t kill what you can’t catch. ❞ ❝ i just could use some fresh air, is all. ❞ ❝ i told you never to come back here. ❞  

[ohcorny]

i need to be a hater on main about scavenger's reign or i will explode. i cannot be alone in this.

now that it's being moved to netflix and people are talking about it again, all i'm seeing is glowing praise and absolutely no criticism of the writing. i will gladly agree with anyone that it's visually stunning. like, a+ in that regard no argument. great looking show, and the worldbuilding of the planet vesta is super cool and clearly considered. i like those parts! but that seems to be all anybody is responding to when they praise it.

the character writing is fucking ridiculous. i could point at any of them individually and go "what the fuck is this" but it's been months since i watched it and i don't like arguing a point i can't clearly remember. but it was the most egregious around ursula so i'm going to focus on her. her character seems to exist just to cause problems for no reason, to the point where she's also the only character we get no backstory on. we never see her in flashbacks on the ship, never learn what she did for it or why she was there, nothing about her at all. she is the only one.

and she is the #1 source of shattering my suspension of disbelief. you cannot tell me that she and sam were surviving together for a month on this incredibly hostile planet, working together every day to call the ship down, to figure out how the world worked and what was dangerous and what they could use.... and then tell me she would turn around and treat him the way she does.

spoilers below the cut

she is so hostile toward him all the time for no reason. she wanders off to go look at a weird plant in the middle of a bramble that crushes you if you don't get out the right way, leaving sam alone on the outside with no idea what she's doing or where she is or if she's alive. and when she comes out and he is VERY REASONABLY upset that she did that and isn't interested in hearing about the thing she saw, SHE gets mad at him and says she doesn't need him.

YOU DONT NEED HIM? THE GUY WHO HELPED YOU SURVIVE THIS ENTIRE TIME? THE ONLY OTHER LIVING HUMAN ON THE PLANET AS FAR AS YOU KNOW, WHO IS THE ONE WHO KNOWS WHERE YOU ARE GOING, AND HAS THE CREDENTIALS TO GET YOU INTO THE SHIP? you have been alone with him for a MONTH, he is your ONLY HUMAN COMPANION, and you think you DON'T NEED HIM?? BECAUSE HE WAS WORRIED ABOUT YOU IN A LOUD WAY?

this could be explainable if there was any real tension between them, or if we're given any reason to believe she actually could survive without him, but there isn't! she fucks up with the spores in the very first episode and would absolutely die if she was alone. sam is never anything but a good leader to her and keeps trying to look out for her, and any time he's "wrong" it's because he showed reasonable caution about the fuckplanet. he gets hurt by the egg parasite because he didn't want to climb into a giant animal's egg sac. reasonable thing to not want to do! when he and ursula get into that argument about her disappearing on him, he gets hauled off by the weird emu for the dramatic irony. because he was upset his only companion in the world disappeared. he never does anything wrong. it's never his actual character flaws that he gets punished for, it's only ursula's ~trusting your instincts~ shit that ever gets him hurt. she is ultimately responsible for his death but the show never acts like it.

so much of the show seemed to be drama for drama's sake. do not get me fucking started on kamen's creature. what was that thing's fucking problem. what was kris' fucking problem?

if i have to ask 'what is their PROBLEM' at every other character's choices, your writing is not good.

[mrsfatu]

Even if it hurts (part 2)

pt2: the contract, read part 1 HERE

paring: dom!Roman Reigns, sub!reader, jey uso, jimmy uso

summary: after four days of not having any contact with roman, you finally understand why and experience another side of him.

warnings: PURE SMUT AT THE END, body fluids, bondage, language, MINORS DNI!!!

word count: 2392

taglist: @hunnidmilly @raeluvshammett @fame-ass-ers @jeyusos-girl @romanreignseater @simplyreading96 @moxkindagirl

It seems like the days have flown by faster than expected. It was the day of the tag team match. There seemed to be a long wait for you in Roman's locker room, where him, his cousins and Paul waited for you. Of course you were in your dressing room, but more nervous than last time. 

“What's taking her so long?” Roman sighs out of aggression. Jey sat up in his chair. "She's probably nervous uce, give her time,” he said. Roman eyes panned to Jey's. "We don't have ‘time’ to waste. Go and get her.” he demanded, not taking his eyes off Jey's. He stood up, glancing at roman once again before leaving to your dressing room. 

You stood in front of your vanity, beckoning yourself on it,  not ready to go face Roman after what happened four days ago, you were still drowning in confusion. A robe covered your body with your black and white outfit underneath. 

 When you heard a soft knock on your door, a feeling of anxiety and dread swept through your body. "It's open," you shouted, knowing it couldn't have been Roman because he never knocks. After entering your dressing room, Jey closes the door. “So uhh, he wants you to hurry up,” he says, scratching the back of his neck.

A sarcastic chuckle emanated from your lips as you watched yourself in the mirror. " He wants me to hurry up," you murmured as you straighten your back. You turned towards jey and crossed your arms, “fine, i’ll be there in a minute,” you said. “he meant now…” jey replied. After rolling your eyes, you removed your robe and grabbing your championship belt, you threw it over your shoulder.

Your tenseness was evident to Jey. While he wasn't sure what was going on between you two, he knew something wasn't right. Roman has avoided questions that include your name for the past four days, and he hasn't spoken to you either. 

As you began to walk past Jey, he grabbed your arm in an instant. With a fierce look on your face, you stopped walking and focused on him. “Listen. I dont know whats up but you have to put that aside for tonight. we need you out there, so put on your face because you got some belts to take tonight,” he states as he releases your arm, “thank you, jey,”

He nods his head and the two of you make your way to Romans locker room. Despite the silence, everyone appeared serious in the room. You took your seat between roman and jey. 

It was a business-related conversation, dominated by Roman, with his face forward the entire time. You, Jimmy and Paul stood to exit towards the alley to the show, but instead you waited for Roman by the door, you wanted answers and you were going to get them by any means necessary. 

You began to hear roman and jey talk, “whats up with you uce? Why’re you avoiding y/n?” jey asks. “I'm not avoiding anyone,” Roman replies. Jey sighs, knowing that was a lie, “cmon uce you think i don't notice? Whatever y'all have going on, you need to fix it,” says jey. You began to hear a loud thud. Roman pushed jey, “you don't get to tell me what i need to do!!” he shouts. While you were about to burst in and check on things, Jimmy grabbed your arm and removed it from the knob before you could turn it. He shakes his head, “dont do it. Its okay. Come on, we’ll wait for them in the alley." Jimmy held his arm on your shoulder as he walked you to the alley. 

“Calm down uce i'm just looking out for you, mainly her. Have some heart,” he shouted back. Roman looks away from jey, “I have heart,” he says. Jey gestures his hands as he asks, “then why are you doing her like this? You do it to me enough, but her, y/n, don't deserve it and you know it uce.” roman removes his hair tie, “she's different, ion wanna hurt ‘er,” he explains. “Here, give this to her before we walk to the ring,” he reaches in his pocket and hands jey a black and white glove that has your initials on it, perfect enough for your smaller hand. Jey pushes romans hand back to his chest, “you do it, i'm not gonna be your messenger uce. We family, and if you wanna make shit right with her, YOU do it,” he says before he exits the locker room.

Romans theme song began to play. He approached you and Paul to take his place between you, and the twins followed behind. You didn't dare glance at him, until he glanced first, but he didn't. Instead, he reached into his pocket and dug out the glove.

He held the glove next to your hand, gesturing you to take it. You looked down and back up at him, his eyes were pierced front ahead. Looking back down, you grabbed it. “My initials? He bought this for me?” you thought to yourself. You faced forward and placed the glove onto your hand. It fits you so perfectly, not too tight nor loose. 

The match went on for what it seems like forever. The communication between you and roman was great, he helped you when you needed, and you did as well. Now, he was in the ring with jack swagger. Jack hit roman with one of his signature moves, the “big boot”. His body fell the ground, causing a huge thud. Your eyes widened as you reached out to roman to be tagged in. aj lee’s hand was held out too, you were ready to go back in and finish this once and for all. 

Jack attempted to pin roman, but roman broke loose and hit him with his “superman punch” which took all his power away from him. “Cmon roman, tag me,” you extended your hand further, shaking it uncontrollably. He struggled to crawl his way to you, and then the both of you were tagged in. 

As soon as you got in, you used romans signature move “the spear”. Clutching your glove and slamming your fist to the ground, you ran at full speed, tackling aj lee down to her back as you watched her release all the air in her body. You went in for the pin, lifting her legs over your shoulders and your body hovering over hers. “ONE…” you tightened your grip, “TWO…” you let out a scream hoping she stays down, “THREE…”

You released her, jumping up and down out of excitement. Without a doubt, roman runs up to you and lift you off of your feet, “THATS WHAT IM TALKIN’ ‘BOUT,” he shouts. 

After the match, the two of you didn't say a word to each other. 

You found yourself standing outside of romans locker room, palms sweating and heart throbbing out of your ears. You let yourself in without an invitation. The smell of vanilla spice flooded your nose as so the dimmed light calmed your soul.

You could hear his shower stop, “this is gonna be so fucking embarrasing. Barging into his room while he's showering…. Gosh im a sick person,” you whispered. You notice his pictures on his wall, so you decide to go and look yourself. It was a picture of him as a child, one of him as a football player and one with his family. “I guess it does run in the family,” you said.

“Inviting yourself in?” you heard his voice, which sent shocks down your body. Turning around, there he stood, in his shorts. His body was damped in water still as his wet hair rested on his shoulders. His tattoos stood out more in the low light of the room. You couldn't even comprehend what was standing in front of you,

“I umm- i just wanted to thank you… for the glove,” you struggled to say. He chuckled, “it's no problem. You did good tonight mama,” he stated, moving closer to you. Your cheeks reddened, fighting the urge to smile, but you still haven't gotten any answers and it wiped your smile away. “Roman… you confuse me you know…” you spoke as you took a step backward. He looks up for a second and looks back down at you, “I apologize. I was focused on keeping things professional. I just don't wanna hurt you,” he explained.

You nodded to an understanding. He walks over to his desk, pulling out his drawer. There was a thin pack of paper that he pulled out. Walking back towards you, he states, “i'm a professional man, y/n,” he hands it to you. You took it, looking down at it. It states, “The contract.” you looked back up at him, wondering what would be inside. 

You opened it, to see all of the sensual things listed. Started from submission and bondage, to limits and safewords. Especially the sentence, “you will be given a healthy salary along with clothing and travel allowance. In addition to any administrative needs I may require, you will make yourself available as my submissive.” Submissive 

You couldn't believe what you were seeing. Looking back upo at him, your face crumbled, “is this… is this what you think of me? Roman?” you questioned. His eyes softened as he cupped your face, “no… not at all. I want to show you this part of me. I want you to be a part of me, mine,” he explained. 

you'd always been curious about that lifestyle; the leather, the domination, the taboo, but it definitely wasn't a term you'd ever associated with roman reigns. You were lost in confusion once again. The fact that he wanted you to sign the contract made your gut wrench anxiously. “Come, let me give you a preview,” he says softly. “You have three colors, green, yellow, and red. Green meaning you're comfortable, yellow meaning you're on edge, and red meaning youre uncomfortable, got it?” he asks. You nod your head, “use your words mama,” you open your mouth to speak, “yes.”

He slowly walks behind you and lifts your right arm, rubbing his hand along its length. His lips pressed gentle kisses down your arm and back up to your neck. His hands rubs your waist, making their way up to the back of your bra to unclip it. “What color are you?” he asks, “green” you replied, shakingly breathing. Your bra falls to the floor as he turns you around. The body temperature between you became hot and anxious. 

He caresses your face as he places a soft kiss on your lips. Turning around, he grabs a tie from the seat behind him. He moves closer, pulling your arms above your head and ties your wrists together. As you stood there, he cleared off his desk, wiping everything to the floor as if he didnt care what was on top of it. 

He picks you up with your tied wrist around his neck. You can feel your heart beating faster and faster by the second as he stared into your soul, ready to devour you any second. He lays you on the desk. His hands gripped the hem of your bottoms, pulling them off slow enough to your liking.

He steps back for a minute to admire your body, “god you're so beautiful,” he grunts. He runs his hand along your abdomen, “When I touch you, there is no one else." A moan escaped from your lips, and his eyes filled with need. "There's only your beautiful little whimpers that send me overhills." As soon as his finger pressed inside you, your moan grew louder. He pulled the finger out and went back to teasing your opening. "The only thing I ask is for you to be mine." 

His other hand gripped your thigh, then squeezed the soft flesh hungrilly. "So when I say that I want you-" It was a warm, wet sensation flickering across your cunt, and you grabbed the desk tightly, nearly tearing it to shreds when he blew on the wetness he created. "I want you,” he finished, his voice filled with greed. “All of you. You got that?" The blowing made speaking difficult, but you forced a "Yes sir" from your lips."Good." In the blink of an eye, his tongue inserted itself inside your mouth, then flicked back out, leaving you panting and completely at his mercy, wanting more and more from him.

“Be mine,” he said, his voice full of yearning. His touch was urgent when he grabbed your thighs and pushed them open, wider. Like if he didn’t have you, all of you, it would be the end of him, so he slid off his shorts. He had the most beautiful cock you’d ever seen. It was thick and veiny, protruding from a mass of beautiful curls.

His guttural moan punched inside you, eliciting an echo from you. Attempting to take him on, your muscles strained with waves of ecstasy swirling around sparks of pain. His heart stopped roaring in his chest or his ears but instead, beating in the place between your legs. His hair flowed with his pounding rhythm. His hands dug into your hips as he rowed in and out of you. The sound of skin and bodies colliding was perhaps the most beautiful sound you’d ever heard.

He kept pounding, strong and hungrily, and when you felt him trembling, you worried that you couldn't wait any longer. Not with him filling you so completely and struggling to hold tight to his own self-control.

"Come," he said, his voice betraying his own nearness. "Come with me, mama." you released everything, and he felt your body contracting, holding onto him. He was coming too, you could tell from the way he held you as if you were the only thing keeping him grounded. you cried out his name, over and over, and he said yours. Both of you; together, lost and found in each other. A tear ran down your cheek, filled with greed and pleasure. “I’ll think about the contact… even if it hurts,” you pant, hardly getting your words out. He brings his finger up to wipe it, “dont worry mama, this is just the beginning,” he pants.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for flirting with my online friend 🌐❓

i (20s, trans man) have been getting closer to my online friend (same as me). we were mutuals for a while in what i can best describe as an online writing community but only started actually talking last year when i approached him to do a project together. we've been pretty strictly platonic for the last year but this year it's ramped up a bit (in part i think due to greater proximity)- we make a lot of sexual jokes at each other. now that's not necessarily a big deal because we do it at other male (and not male in his case) friends of ours, its just sort of how our circle interacts with each other, but it's a bit different for me because i do actually have somewhat of a crush on him. i'm not super sure of how he feels towards me, but i do think he knows at least partially how i feel and is at least humouring our banter.

now here's where i feel like an asshole. i have no intention of dating him at all- even if he does like me back, the reality is that we live on two entirely separate continents and neither of us have the financial means to go see each other. now you could suggest we date long distance or online but i've done that like 4 different times now with 4 different people and i just know it doesn't work for me, for a variety of reasons i won't get into. just trust me when i say it would end poorly. i'm not on speaking terms with any of my exes (nor do i want to be, bar one) and my friend is important enough to me that if we ended up like that then i'd be really upset about it. usually when i break up with someone or am broken up with i'm left with a lot of resentment and bitterness. plus our writing project would be tanked, which i'm not willing to jeopardise because i think it's excellent, he's a great partner.

in addition to that i'm only a few months out of a pretty rough breakup with someone i also had viewed as a close friend (irl, not online). i'm not conflating them here, because they aren't alike whatsoever, but i worry that im using my friend as an emotional rebound to cope with what my ex did to me, even if he doesn't know it. i don't want my ex back and i am honestly still feeling a lot of anger towards him, so it's been nice putting my attention and libido elsewhere. however i know how shitty it feels to be someone else's rebound guy and would hate to do that to my friend. plus i could be stunting my own healing progress?? idk

it initially was just a bit of fun but i've had to privately and seriously talk myself down from getting jealous as fuck when my friend has had other people jokingly (or not jokingly, who knows) flirt with him. i'm a pretty intense person (hi, bpd) so i've been trying to reign myself back and keep things chill and funny between us but i'm getting kind of concerned whether i should stop entirely so my feelings go away or if im fine enjoying giving and being given attention in return, even if it doesn't lead anywhere. even just liking him is kind of breaking three of the rules i'd set for myself after my last few relationship disasters (no more online stuff, no more white boys, let my brain cool down and dont be interested in anyone for at least a year) so i kind of just don't know where i should be taking this if anywhere