#anyone wanna hear me yap more

[androcola]

i think sometime in '65 when mike and micky were living together , mike started to have somewhat of a spiritual crisis because he started feeling overly guilty about abandoning the religion he was raised with.

mostly just thinking about his family and more about the fact that he abandoned his family, but the feeling was kinda misplaced. so I think he tried going to a church in LA but got really scared and intimidated because it's hard to just Go to a new church, and also they're so much bigger than the one in his town he grew up going to. but I think he brought a bible home.

Micky is an atheist though so I think he kept the bible hidden becahse he felt like micky might make fun of him, or that he was disrespecting micky by bringing a bible into his home. I think he hid it Under mickys bed which he shared with him, cuz usually micky doesn't go under there for anything. but I think he found it one night after accidentally dropping his eyeglasses down there and mike was really embarrassed but micky was definitely cool about it. I think he really sympathized with mikes feelings of guilt, although I think he could tell that they were misplaced. I think he knew mikes guilt really came from feeling like he had abandoned his family, not his religion, but his religion was kinda mixed into his family deeply so it wasn't a hard landing to make.

[soobvape]

i need brownies so fucking bad rn

[tianhai03]

Is there a way for us to access your twitter with the private ramblings? Im curious about the things you say since you've got an interesting perspective on subjects and other things too

(I saw it on bluesky but I wanted ask anonymously)

well i use it as a general personal account where i dump every thought i have and i talk about other things on it too, so i'll be keeping them to myself for now. sorry </3 (it's also my nsfw account and i do Not want that in public so i hope you understand)

i will say though you're not missing out because this is the kinda shit i post on there most of the time

i promise you it's not as serious as you think lmao

[solacereigns]

But will it be closer because of Ducati sharing stuff or will it be closer because of Marc being in Sachsenring because I don't wanna get my hopes up😭😭😭

i don't have the best technical wheel knowledge, but i'm assuming frankie meant it's bc of the difference between bikes! he mentions gp24 being more suited for assen and to my understanding, it's bc the key difference is in power+aero which allows for assen's fast flowing high speed corners.

personally, i think it's a mix of both bc sachsenring is quite different (more elevations, tight corners, etc.) aaand this is where marc's tyre management could shine + he's just naturally better with left hand corners.

still though, it's still a really physical and technical track so jorge and pecco definitely have great chances here. i have hopes too, but we gotta manage expectations 😭😭 certainly gresini feeling that pressure bc the gp23 and marc can fight. i will choose to believe thaaat.

[caotictimmy]

🍏- ANON? MAYBE??? it's so late for me but reading your nsfw on Daisuke...UAAAGHHH SAAGHHH 🗣️ he's such a vocal man and the whole morning sex thing where he can't get into you quick enough .helpop helppp meeeee helpppp

(maybe this is a request? Maybe I'm just yapping lowkey??? But if you want to write on this, by all means go for it LMAO)

Giggling over Swansea being mortified while walking in on reader x daisuke getting it on, I imagine they don't notice him and Daisuke is getting all needy trying to keep his pace 🤞 That boy has never felt the touch of person romantically so I could onllllyyyy assume that he'd been sensitive his first time. Or like. Every time with reader- especially if they're still on the ship. He's trying to not make too much noise as everyone is asleep ☹️ his whiney ass is NOT making it through that night. Bonus if reader is nonchalant about it the next day at lunch. They're talking with someone about their poor love lives (finding people to stay with how long their jobs shipments are)- reader dropping shit like 'aw man yeah. if only there was someone to really understand me, y'know?'. As if Daisuke wasn't memorizing their insides and how they physically react to him with his body just last night 😭

HELP 🍏 ANON THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD I ALMOST FELL OFF MY BED. But this is Acually so smart. I always believe Daisuke gets lost in the sauce when you guys have sex. For the headcanon I was thinking they were known dating. But for this let’s pretend the crew doesn’t know Daisuke and reader are dating. The first kind middle part will be NSFW. But the rest should be NSFW. This will be done as a one shot. (I’ll also include your little bonus! Plus a little more:3)

What was that god damn noise..? Swansea thought. Irradiated as he heard a squeaking sound, an indescribable muffled sound coming along with it. For fucks sake he just wanted to get some rest! But those loud noises would not let the poor man drift to sleep. He was gonna put a stop to that noise. Once and for all.

Swansea swings his legs over the side of his bed, sitting up. Stretching his arms as he gets ready to investigate what the noise is, and where it’s coming from. He stands up, his back making a loud crack.( I love old man Swansea). He slips his slippers on. Grabbing and putting on his robe by the door. Slowly pushing the door open. Before silently shutting the door. The noise got louder. Even though the walls were paper thin. It still muffled some of the noise.

He tread carefully through the halls. Getting closer to the noise. Swansea could hear talking maybe? The squeaking of something getting louder the more he approaches. Wait. He’s getting closer to Daisuke’s room..? What the hell was that kid doing. He could hear a faint panting? He started walking a bit faster.

Daisuke’s door was cracked open. God was the kid hurt-. Oh… Oh dear god.. For the love of pony express why did he have to be the one to catch this scene. He could now clearly see what was happening now. God why him..? (Warning for what’s ahead will be NSFW)

“Nyyhhh… F-fuck you feel so good. G-god so good. Am I doing good? Mhm!.. a-am I doing good for you. Wanna make sure your feeling as ..ahh ~… as good as I am.” Daisuke whimpered out. His arms wrapped around your waist as he continues going his rough pace.

“Yes! O-oh fuck hah… doing so good for me!”, Your voice muffled as you were face first in your pillow. Daisuke’s body pressing against your back. Like he was trying to mold his body with you. A loud ‘plap’ sound being able to be heard.

Swansea felt his face contort in horror. He could feel his stomach twist in disgust. He definitely walked in on something he definitely shouldn’t have. So what did he do. He went back to his room. Staring at the ceiling with that petrified face still stuck on his face. To say he wasn’t able to sleep that night would be an understatement

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“I feel like it’s impossible to date anyone with this crappy job.” Anya huffed in a frustrated tone. “I second to that.”, Curly sighed as he ate his crappy lunch.” Our shipments at a Minimum are 5 months! And it’s like we get a month or two back on earth, before they send us back to ship something!” Anya finished. The annoyed look on her face quite prominent.

“I get you Anya. I want to Acually spend time with someone and let them get to know me. But you can’t really do that on this floating rock.”, You said nonchalantly. You sure were letting Daisuke get to know you. All of you… Swansea thought. Trying not to gag at the imagie of what he witnessed last night.

You could feel Daisuke’s eyes turn to you. Lingering a bit longer than ‘just friends’. “Yeah man, it’s such a bummer!” Daisuke said. A light blush spread across his face as he said it. No one else except Swansea noticed.

“Say uh..” Anya started, looking up at you. “I saw you walking in here with a limp, you good?” She asked,her voice laced with concern. God why did you have to ask that Anya! Swansea cringed at her question. “Oh yea no I’m good! Just hit my leg on the wall while sleeping y’know.” You said. Hmh.. I’m sure you were doing some sort of sleeping. Swansea hurrying to finish his food. Quickly getting up to put his plate in the sink and immediately start work. He really just wants to take his mind off this..

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“Swan-sea!” Daisuke said, dragging the two parts of Swansea’s name out. Swansea ignored Daisuke, continuing to work on the broken vent. “Dude did I do something wrong?” Swansea sighed. Since Daisuke wanted the truth he’ll get it.”For fucks sake Daisuke! Can you have them stop fucking like rabbits! I know you young people have your urges, but this has been going on for the past week. And it’s Saturday for crying out loud!” Swansea yelled.

“AND IF YOU FREAKS ARE GONNA KEEP GOING AT IT. AT LEAST KEEP THE DOOR SHUT AND BE QUIET. SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO SLEEP.” Swansea finished, catching his breath. Daisuke just stood there stunned.

“You.. you heard us..?” Daisuke asked, his mouth agape and his eyes shot wide. “I didn’t just hear you guys. Saw it to! Close the damn door next time!” Swansea said irritated. Daisuke continued to stand there embarrassed. “Swansea uh.. I-I’m so sorry I didn’t realize.” Daisuke stuttered out. Still shocked about the revelation.

“Yeah you better be fucking sorry” Swansea muttered. Turning around before pausing. Sighing a bit. “At lest your getting some action in this hell hole. Reminds me of me and my wife.” He said. Before holding his fist out. “I’m only gonna do this once Daisuke.” Swansea said. Daisuke happily returned the fist bump.

“Now get the hell out of my sight for the rest of the day!” Swansea yelled. “Alright swan-sea!” Daisuke said, doing the same long period name thing. Swansea let out an annoyed sigh. At least the kid was happy…

[classyrbf]

WE'RE JUST FRIENDS! — SHOKO IEIRI

SYNOPSIS...since high school you and shoko have been known to be two peas in a pod, the bestest of friends but only you two know what happens behind closed doors

INFO...shoko x fem!reader, top!shoko, phone sex(?), vibrators, fingering, oral (reader!receiving), hidden relationship, praise, sweet ending, not proofread

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

Since high school you and Shoko were always known as the two girls around jujutsu high. Dare I say, you were the female version of Gojo and Geto. You and Shoko instantly clicked, always joking and laughing, messing around with Geto and Gojo just for the fun of it. Sometimes, you two would sneak around behind the school to share a cigarette. It wasn’t until both of you graduated that you ended up finding her attractive. She grew her hair out longer, started embracing her role in the jujutsu society and you’d always steal glances from her.

The accidental hand touching as she breezed past you, the little smirks she’d give you across the room when a higher up was yapping her ear off. It was until about 4 years of yearning that both of you finally caught the hint. Well, you caught the hint. Shoko always had a thing for you, at least that’s what you found out when she was knuckles deep in your pussy.

“I’ve always liked you, y/n.” She smiled against your skin, pressing a kiss to your cheek. Her fingers massaged your g-spot as she whispered in your ear. “I was starting to think that maybe you didn’t like me back, you know? But now look at you,” she chuckled, turning her gaze toward your sopping pussy.

One hookup led to two and then another and then another. You and Shoko became absolutely addicted to each other. It got to the point where you couldn’t even make yourself cum if you weren’t thinking about her. Sometimes you’d even call her late hours in the night just to hear her voice, asking her to help you cum.

“You’re so close aren’t you, baby?” She cooed. “You need my help, huh? Yeah?” She smiled to herself as she heard you whimper out her name. “Facetime me, I wanna watch.” In just mere second you were facetiming her while she sat at her desk going over some stupid paper work that she couldn’t care less about right now. “Look at how fucking wet you are because of me. Go ahead and keep rubbing your clit. Get right on the fucking edge.”

Each time, you came so hard just because of her. You wanted more and more each time, wanted to show her how much you needed her right there with you.

Each time you, her, Geto, and Gojo hung out, it was almost like nothing ever happened. The boys never became suspicious of anything because you and Shoko kept treating each other like you have all those past years. Like friends. Talking about the latest fashion, that new movie with the controversial actor, complaining about your job, things that friends would normally talk about.

But later on, you’d drive to the middle of an empty field, too eager to make it back to the house, her mouth around your nipples, licking, sucking and biting while you moaned and whimpered like a bitch in heat. “You looked so pretty in this skirt today.” She smile up at you, pecking your lips.

“I wore it for you,” you muttered between moans.

“Yeah? How thoughtful of you to give me easy access to this pretty pussy.” She sloppily kissed between your breasts and down your stomach while her fingertips pulled at the hem of your panties.

“Sho, what if someone catches us out—mmmph—here!” You sit up on your elbows, breathing heavily as she tosses your panties on the car floor and pushes your skirt up. She completely ignores your question, laying her tongue flat on your clit. “Oh fuckkk.” And suddenly all your worries went away.

Recently, all the jujustu sorcerers and anyone involved in the jujustu society were invited to a party. Of course you had to go and everyone else as well despite you lacking the energy to stand around and talk to people you didn’t know all day.

When you arrived, you hung out with your usual group. People you went to high school with. Geto, Gojo, Nanami, Haibara, Utahime, and of course Shoko. You damn near choked on your drink when she walked through the doors. Her makeup looked like it prepared by the gods and her dress hugged her figure so good it felt like your eyes were about to pop out of your head if your stared too long.

Shoko could say the same about you, the color you were wearing complimented your skin tone perfectly and gloss that made your lips shine under the light had her wanting to kiss and bite them right then and there. “Hey guys!” She simply greeted.

Hours went by already, boredom plaguing your mind as you watched Geto and Gojo act a fool on the dance floor, drunk out of there minds. Nanami had snuck out early, which you can’t blame him for. Haibara was chatting it up with Utahime in a corner for seemed like an hour now and that only left you and Shoko.

“Having fun?” She leaned towards you, sipping from her glass.

“No. My feet are killing me and this dress is too damn tight.” You shifted in the fabric, gripping your champagne glass tighter. You could feel her eyes rake over your entire body, but dare didn’t turn in her direction.

“Your ass looks great by the way. Maybe I’ll help you get out that dress later tonight?” She raised a brow, waiting for a response.

“Shoko, hush!” You looked around the room to see if anyone had heard which made her laugh.

“Who gives a fuck if anyone hears. Two girls fucking, so what? People need to get with the times.” She shook her head. “They’re missing out.” A sigh left her lips.

“What are you saying?” A smirked tugged at the corner of your lips as you leaned against the bar.

“I’m saying, you’re great in bed, hot stuff. We’ve been having sex for what…? 2 years now?” She reached into her clutch, pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. “Wanna smoke?” She nodded her head in the direction of the balcony.

“Fuck it.” You two both walked outside, the music playing over the speakers began fading, replaced with the annoying sounds of crickets and the occasional owl hooting somewhere in the trees. She lit the cigarette, taking the first drag before handing it over to you.

“So how long are we gonna keep up this ‘just friends’ act, huh?” She asked, watching you blow out the excess smoke. “We’re nearly together every day, fucking every week, if not every day.” She grabs the cigarette from between your fingers.

“Are you saying you wanna date me, Ieri Shoko?” You tease, smiling at her. “The Ieiri Shoko wants to date someone? I thought you didn’t like labels?”

“Oh fuck off,” she laughed, waving her hand at you. “Yeah, yeah, I said what I said, but can a girl not change her mind?” She turned to look at you, her eyes boring into yours as she put out the cigarette, tossing it. You looked away nervously, smiling down at the floor. “How about we say fuck this party and go back to mine, huh? Maybe it’ll help you think of an answer.”

As soon as you and Shoko made it to her apartment, you couldn’t keep your hands off each other. She messily kissed you, hastily pulling down the straps of your dress while kicking her heels off and tossing her clutch to the floor. “I want you so fucking bad, all of the time,” she said between kisses.

Within minutes you were on her bed, sitting between her legs as she had a vibrator pressed to your pussy, her other hand twisting and pulling at your hard nipples. “Fuckkk, Shoko!” You gasped, legs twitching as the waves of pleasure shooting through your body. “I’m gonna fucking cum!” You moan.

She rubbed the vibrator up and down your clit, massaging it into your poor, sensitive pussy. “Getting desperate, baby?” She craned her neck down, her lips connecting with yours, kissing you with such fervor. You grinded your hips into the vibrator, moaning into her mouth as you felt your orgasm approaching quickly. She pulled away from the kiss, spit connecting to both of your lips as she stared into your eyes with such lust and desire. “You cumming? Yeah? Yeah, there you go let it out. Yes!” She smiled, lifting her head to watch how your body writhed above her and your heavenly moans bounced off the walls of her bedroom.

She turned off the vibrator, tossing it to the side. Her fingers grazed over your pussy, tapping it lightly, hearing your wetness as you begged to be fucked. “God, you’re so fucking beautiful.” She kissed down your neck, teasing your entrance with her fingers, pushing them in and out slowly.

“You’re such a fucking tease,” you breathy chuckle.

“Oh, yeah? I can show you a tease.” She began reaching into her beside drawer.

“No, no! I was kidding!” You laugh, pulling her arm back. “Come here.” You gather strength to sit upright, facing towards her. Her cheeks are tinted pink and her skin was glowing under the light. “I think you’re beautiful too.” You cup her face in your hands.

“Getting all sappy on me now?” She pulled you onto her lap so you were straddling her.

“Shut up.” You roll your eyes, smiling as you leaned into the kiss. This time it wasn’t rushed or sloppy. You felt every moment, every movement, and every thought. Shoko deepened the kiss, pulling you closer against her chest, hugging you tighter. Your tongues moved against each other slowly, biting and sucking on her bottom lip before pulling away. “I like doing this with you.”

“Yeah?” She asked, you nod in return. “Does that mean what I think it means?” She dragged her index finger along your jaw.

“If we’re talking about the same thing, then yes—mmph!” She kissed you again with so much force, your back hit the plush comforter beneath you.

“I’m even more turned on knowing you’re mine now. Fuck me,” she said in disbelief.

“Well who said we had to stop?” You bite your lip, sitting up on your elbows. Shoko stared at you for few seconds and without saying a word, her hands gravitated to your thighs, spreading them apart, wasting zero time in putting her face in your pussy. A small gasp escapes your throat when she gently kisses your clit, the tip of her tongue rolling it in circles. “God, Sho!” You fall back on the bed, stuck in the blissful headspace.

The flat of her tongue works its way through your soppy folds, licking up your juices and tasting them on her tongue. She watches the way your face contorts in pleasure, your hands reaching up to play with your tits, pulling at your taut nipples. She sucks on your clit for little, earning a high pitched moan from you, smirking at your reaction. She knows how sensitive it still must be.

“Pussy tastes so good, baby. Mmm,” she moans, slurping on your clit and your folds, spitting directly onto your cunt before licking it back up again.

“Yes, yes, just like that!” You nod, biting down on your lip as you watch the way she eats your pussy like a pro. “Feels so fucking good.” Your toes curl as you hook your hands under your legs, pulling them back farther. “Yes, fuck!” Your eyes roll back when she pulls back the hood your clit, exposing it which made all the more difference.

“Play with those pretty tits for me, baby.” She lifts her head to catch her breath, her lips and chin coated in your slick. She looks so fucking good it makes you even more wet. You reach your hand up once more, cupping your breast and pulling at your nipple while she watches with a smile. “Good girl.” He her hot tongue swirls around your swollen clit once more, messily eating your pussy cause that’s how she knows you like it.

“I’m so close, baby, right fucking there, Sho.” Your jaw drops open, your hand finding home in her hair, pushing her face in deeper. “Shit, shit! Yes, I’m so fucking close!” You gasp, rutting your hips against her face like a bitch in heat. Shoko hums in amusement, looking up at you, making direct eye contact, wanting to watch you cum on her tongue. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Your legs shake uncontrollably, grabbing a fistful of her hair tighter as you come undone. Your back into the mattress, still coming down from your orgasm. “Oh fuck,” you breathe.

Shoko finally lifts her head, pleased with herself, the biggest smile on her face. “You still alive, hot stuff?” She hovers over you.

“Barely.” You murmur, looking at her through your hazy state. “How do you always make me cum that hard?” You groaned, chest heaving up and down.

“Um, I have my ways.” She jokes, falling beside you. She softly kisses your shoulder. “Need some water or something?” She asks softly.

“Not right now. I can’t even think straight.” You flip over, facing her.

“I made you cum so hard I rewired your brain? That’s new.” She said with a hint of sarcasm. You playfully shoved her shoulder. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” She pulled you in close to her. “So does this mean—”

“That we get to tell Geto and Gojo. Yes. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were also dating each other.” You furrowed your brows at the thought of it.

“You’re oddly right. Gojo was damn near twerking on Geto earlier.” Shoko stared up at the ceiling, running her fingers over your skin.

“Wait, really?!” You asked with sudden surprise.

“You didn’t see? Geto got real close behind Gojo. One inch more and boom! Contact.” Shoko nodded, trying to hold in her laugh.

You couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the thought of Gojo twerking especially on Geto. “Oh my gosh! Just imagine Gojo throwing it back for Geto!” You cackled, Shoko laughing in return.

“Oh no! Do not put that image in my mind!” She cringed, clenching her eyes shut.

“Maybe Geto slips him a twenty for a lap dance. You never know,” you roll over laughing, barely able to breathe.

“Oh my goodness! Shut up!” Shoko covers her mouth, pushing you away from her. “Stop! I can’t!”

“Okay, okay,” you breathe heavily, scooting closer to her again. “I’ll stop.” You rest your head on her shoulder again.

She kisses the top of your head. “I love this. I’ll never get tired of it. The laughs, the sex, your warmth, your smile. You.”You sit up to look at her with a complex expression. “What?”

“Since when did you get all poetic with your words? I guess the sex must’ve rewired your brain too—” Shoko rolls her eyes at your words, covering your mouth with her hand.

“I try to be all lovey dovey and this is what I get? Sickening.”

[5sospenguinqueen]

Overworked and Underpaid | Franco Colapinto x PR! Reader

Summary: When Logan leaves Williams, you’re assigned as Franco’s PR handler. Except nobody warned you that he hadn’t been trained yet 

Warnings: Fluff. Angst if you squint, Franco is sad at one point

Requested: No but the people did want Franco and PR

F1 Masterlist

The original title was going to be With A Yap Yap Here 

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williamsracing breaking news franco colapinto to race for the remainder of the season

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francolapinto i am very excited for this opportunity 

→ user1 he seems so polite, bless him

→ user2 don’t be fooled 

user3 praying for y/n because she used to have the easiest driver to manage and now she has franco

→ user4 that’s if she gets assigned to him. she may not get to work with him

→ user3 why wouldn’t she???

→ user5 williams better not take away y/n’s job and logan’s 

user6 has anyone heard from y/n since the news dropped? her and logan were actual besties, not just work besties 

→ user7 she always talked about how much she loved working with him so she’s def gonna miss him

→ user8 what if she leaves with him???

→ user9 she didn’t even like the williams goodbye post. she’s pissed so it’s a real possibility 

yn_ln welcome to the team

→ user10 this was so dry for her

→ user11 i think she’s processing and doesn’t want to seem rude. give the girl a break

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williamsracing a day you’ll never forget. welcome to your first grand prix @/francolapinto

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user1 omg he’s such a cutie 

user2 his excitement all weekend has been so refreshing 

user3 chat, what’s your favourite thing about monza gp this year? and why is it y/n chasing franco around the paddock with a look of exasperation the entire time? 

→ user4 she has been working overtime this weekend

→ user5 it’s the way sky sports always know to zoom in on her when franco is talking

user6 the fact that we haven’t even had the race yet and y/n has had to cut two interviews short and say many times “he didn’t mean that” 

francolapinto today will definitely be going on my list of top 3 unforgettable first times

→ user7 omg can he say that?

→ user8 i wanna know what the 2nd thing is?? 

→ yn_ln @/williamsracing i need a raise

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yn_ln hello cota. a weekend for cowboy hats, cheerleaders and my attempt to replace williams’ photographer

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alex_albon you’ve never taken a good photo of me

→ francolapinto because she’s not your media manager

user9 chat, are they healing? are they becoming friends?

→ user10 i actually saw her smile at him today after weeks of her scowling at him! 

williamsracing all our cota favourites rolled into one 

user11 okay but she took the most boyfriend coded picture of him

williamsphotographer gonna put me out of a job. i don’t think i’ve ever taken a photo that good before

→ yn_ln what can i say? i excel at everything

user12 why did no one tell me franco’s pr handler was so cute?

user13 i could see her and franco together

user14 can’t believe you’re betraying logan so easily 

user15 the fact that logan liked this, which means he’s seen her so quickly forget about him 

user16 you used to pretend to be logan’s friend and now you’ve so easily run off with his replacement? 

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yn_ln enjoying a break from work-mandated media and yapping drivers by posting vacation pics 

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francolapinto i thought you found my yapping fun 😔

→ yn_ln uh, since when?

→ francolapinto i have proof! 

→ yn_ln don’t you dare

→ user1 i have to admit, i am loving their banter more than y/n glaring at him

user2 wait, she has a boyfriend? there go my franco/yn dreams

→ user3 unless, hear me out. the guy is franco

→ user4 nurse, she escaped again

williamsracing but we miss you?

→ yn_ln you’re the reason i needed a break

→ williamsracing i thought that was franco’s fault? 

→ yn_ln admin, this wouldn’t be a pr approved comment

user5 why do they hide y/n behind franco because she is stunning

user6 tbf, if i had to look at y/n all day, i’d forget all social filters

→ user7 somebody free my man franco. he’s being blamed for his words when it’s y/n’s fault for being so stunning liked by franco_colapinto

→ user7 omg guys, franco liked my comment

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francolapinto pr so good that we had to get hr involved

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yn_ln franco! these are not the photos we agreed upon! 

→ francolapinto it’s not my fault your ass is irresistible 

→ yn_ln now my ass is off limits. james just messaged me to say we have to sit through yet another pr/hr meeting 

user8 okay but these photos are kinda hot 

logansargeant my favourite pr nightmare couple 

→ yn_ln i’m not the nightmare! i’m the pr

→ francolapinto i’m the nightmare :)

→ user9 i hope you bitches that sent hate to y/n for being franco’s friend feel bad now because logan has clearly supported this from day 1

user10 i knew boyfriend franco would provide us with good content and i was right

→ user11 these the kind of pics we need the others to post

→ user12 yes! like show some appreciation for the woman hotter than you that gave you a chance 

williamsracing we’re confused. who are we supposed to report franco to now for pr violations? 

→ alex_albon i tried to complain about him twerking in the garage yesterday and she just smiled dopily at his name

→ yn_ln i did not! i am a sensible girl

→ francolapinto haha sensible. you looooove me

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ᝰ.ᐟwinner's girl

.ᐟcw: street racer!kaiser, street racer!Rin, street racer!Isagi, betting on isagi's girl, suggestive, mature language

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑒. 𝐵𝑎𝑏𝑦, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑜" - 𝑠𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑦 𝑠ℎ𝑦 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡ℎ

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“Yo, ‘sagi” kaiser rolled down his window, shouting over the music blasting through his car. Isagi, who was parked, peacefully enjoying a stick of weed, only to get rudely interrupted by kaiser. He rolled down his window, giving him an annoyed face. 

“Fuck you want?” he said, turning down his music, to hear kaiser better. 

“Race me,” Kaiser said, blowing his vape towards isagi. The other ran a hand through his hair, groaning.

“Hell fuckin’ nah, I just bagged a mil on my last run. Go bother Zero if you’re looking to lose.” 

"Ight, man, relax. That race was light work—you were running against rookies."

"A win’s a win, and my bank account don’t care who I smoked." yoichi grinned, throwing his head back, taking another hit. Blowing the smoke out with his eyes closed when he heard the scream of another car pulling up beside him. 

Zero. 

“Less talking, more driving. Who’s actually tryna race?” rin says, revving his engine. 

“All you hoes piss me off, fuck outta here” yoichi groaned, resting his legs on the dashboard.

“Put your money up if either of ya actually wanna race”, he said right after. 

Kaiser smirked, looking at rin as if they planned something.

“Nah, not money.” 

“Then what?” isagi asked, confused. What else would they wanna race for, other than the thrill and the money? 

“Your girl, bet that adorable little thing is sleeping all alone right now. Unprotected and vulnerable.” Kaiser grinned, running his tongue across his teeth. 

“Huh? You out your damn mind? Did you crash into a pole or sum?” 

“Yeah, i’m down, let’s bet yoichi’s girl on who win” rin said, giving the same sly grin as kaiser. 

Isagi snapped his head around, glaring at rin. It's like you could see the smoke coming out of his ears. He was fucking fuming. These assholes had the nerve to talk about HIS girl like she’s some whore?

“Man you have no idea how long i’ve been dreaming about her little cunt taking all of my cock down her throat” michael yelled across to rin, who just laughed. 

“Oh, you bet. She definitely got looks.” 

“Looks of a fuckin’ pornstar, am’i’right?” kaiser smirked, pulling smoke out his vape. 

“I’ll fucking gut both of you individually. Keep my goddamn girl’s name out your filthy mouths” yoichi said through his teeth. Stepping on the gas. 

Kaiser shouted, saying he’s cheating cause he got a head start, but Isagi only flipped him off and was gone. 

Rin and Michael followed after him. It wasn’t declared, but they all assumed the race was till Isagi’s house. 

The 3 cars zoomed down the road, leaving a trail of smoke and the deafeningly loud roar of their engines. 

Nearing Isagi’s penthouse. He thought he would be first since the other 2 were far behind, but suddenly, right before the stop, rin’s car pushed past, claiming first. It caught Isagi off guard, enough to make him lose focus, making Kaiser claim second. And the man himself whose girl was on the line came last. 

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“Jesus, ‘sagi won’t stop arguing. He yapped for a good 3 hours about how he’s gonna burn us alive if we hurt his girl or some bullshit like that” 

“Can’t blame em, If my girl looked like his, I’d also wanna kill anyone who said her name.” 

“You have a girl?” Kaiser asked, jaw dropping.

“What? No, man. I’m saying if I did.” 

Kaiser nodded. He opened the door to his penthouse. Isagi got put on car duty. He was told to park their cars like a valet. 

He planned on coming as soon as he finished. So he could watch.. And make sure they don’t hurt you. Yeah, that’s exactly why he was gonna watch. It’s totally not like he’s some pervert with weird kinks, like being a cuck. 

Kaiser and Rin quietly opened the door, trying not to wake you. 

“Yo’chi.. U home, baby?” you mumbled groggily from under the blanket. They both were silent, making their way towards you. 

Kaiser slowly moved the sheets and slipped into bed. Pressing his boner into your round ass, which perfectly fits against his body. Pressing down just right to make him bite down a groan. 

Rin on the other hand stood infront of you, rubbing your lips with his thumb, picturing his cock choking you. Which it will be doing soon. 

You lazily opened your eyes, confused at the dual sensations. 

Instead of seeing your boyfriend beside you or in bed with you like you were hoping. You see his 2 biggest rivals. One rubbing your ass onto his erection. The other is standing over you with a very prominent bulge in his pants. 

“Yoichi..?” you quietly whispered, hoping this was just some sick nightmare. 

“Don’t look so scared. We’ll be gentle, princess,” Rin said, and Kaiser patted your cheek. 

You panicked, looking around the room for some help or even your boyfriend, but neither came. 

Taglist: @cyberheartrebel @vaelils @narcjsistx @arisaturn

A/N: all three of them. at once.

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[emmyrosee]

I have no idea if this’ll get notes but hey. It’s for me anyways lmao

———

“Aw, you should’ve seen me babe.”

He moves excitedly around the living room, recounting his plays from the day as accurately as he can. His eyes twinkle with excitement and his arms move sporadically as he paces around the living room, telling you about his crazy passes and scoring opportunities.

“And damn, I made the single most epic play, and I knew if you were there, you would’ve cheered louder than anyone in that crowd.”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there.”

You flash him an apologetic look from your cocoon of blankets, clung tight around you for comfort as you guiltily listen to him yap about his day. This makes his face fall. Had you wanted to be there in support of your boyfriend? Of course. There’s no where you would’ve rather been, let alone curled up in your blankets in distress on the couch.

But he knew you’d been… struggling, lately. There was something inside of you, brewing pain and aggression, howling for your attention but growling when you tried to deal with it, like a storm surrounding a sailing ship and leading it to doom. You sought comfort in every outlet you knew (except for the incredibly self destructive ones- he kept a special eye out for those after years of learning about you), and today, it just seemed too much to go out and watch his game.

He understood, more than anyone, more than anything. But you’ve been beating yourself up about it since before he left.

He clicks his tongue and sits down, “you know, everyone was asking for you.” He wraps an arm around you and tugs you into his side, where you curl up against him. “Wondering where you were, what you were up to. I told them you sent your best.”

“Thank you,” you whisper. He turns his head to press a kiss to the crown of your head.

“But you know what my favorite part of the day was?”

You flick your eyes up to him in interest. He smiles, “coming home to my baby.” You offer him a snort, however he hears the way your voice hitches and nose starts to sniffle. He shrugs, “it’s true. All day, I couldn’t think about anything but you. Playing for you, checking my phone to see if you texted me, wondering if you’d’ve cussed out the ref for his calls against me-“

“One time,” you chuckle. “One time I go after a ref, and I’m the asshole.”

“That’s because you’re my feisty baby,” he says, and before you can say anything, he jams his arms under you and hauls you up and into his lap, relishing in the squeal you let out. He noses at your neck, “and you don’t let anyone mess with me. It’s so hot.”

“Perv,” you grumble.

“What did you say?” He asks, jamming one of his hands into your blanket coffin and pinching his fingers into your sides and against your stomach, “huh? You wanna run that by me again?”

“No!” You giggle, kicking your legs and trying to fight out of the blankets trap. “S-Stop it!”

“You think im gonna let you talk trash after I pour my heart out to you? Huh? Stinky brat?” His fingers stop tickling to keep your head cradled to his chest, thumb stroking your temple.

“‘M not stinky,” you mumble.

“Yeah, you are,” he says softly. “But I wouldn’t trade your smelliness for anything.”

“Promise?”

“Absolutely.”

[fixated-cookies]

OOUUU I LOVE OBLIVIOUS READERS (because me too the fuck)

the pv x oblivious spouse ask u got made me think of shmilk and an oblivious partner/spouse who's all like "yeah, that's my bf who i love very much, he's a little silly but i promise he's nice (when he wants to be)!", meanwhile shmilk in the bg, frothing at the mouth and growling like a deranged animal bc the person his lovely lovely doll was talking to hit on them (but they didn't notice)

reader: aw babe? need extra cuddling? are you okay? D:

(yandere) shmilk, holding onto reader for dear life, head buried in their hair, content like a cat cuz there's a bitch™ being actively puppet tortured in the basement: matter of fact i think you should pay more attention to me, hm?~ too many people taking space in your lil nogging, doll! it should only be me~

reader: totally normal behavior! :D

(totally don't think about shmilk fucking the reader stupid because he's jealous, prattling on and on w/ his possessive obsessive bullshit, while the reader is smiling like an idiot, briefly thinking "aw? he loves me so!! he's so cute but he should stop stressing, i love him so much!!" before not thinking shit cuz the dick is that good™)

RIGHT?!? Why would you waste your precious thoughts in your little head on those nameless cookies that don't matter? They don't even deserve a role as an extra in this performance...

Smut incoming

Ooh just imagine you talking about them in front of him, rambling on and on about how kind and nice they were to you. Meanwhile he's trying to keep his composure. You barely even noticed the moment Shadow Milk’s mood shifted. His grin had tightened, his gaze had darkened, and he was suddenly much closer than before.

Then, as you continued to chat—blissfully unaware of the way his jaw tensed every time you so much as spoke about that nameless cookie. Without warning, you felt the weight of him collapse against you."Mmmmhh… no," Shadow Milk huffs, burying his face into the crook of your neck, his arms wrapping around you in a vice grip. "Don’t wanna hear another word about them. Not interested. Nope."

His voice is saccharine, sing-songy in a way that should be playful, but there’s a bite to it—a pout laced with something much sharper. You blink, startled, trying to shift, but he refuses to budge. "Shadow Milk—?" "Shhhhhhhhhhhh…" He hums, snuggling closer—possessively, stubbornly, his breath warm against your skin. "Not listening. Not listening."

So here he is, ravishing you with fevered, all-consuming kisses, pressing you against the nearest surface like he’s trying to erase any trace of that insignificant insect from your memory. Oh, but of course you’d forget, doll~ You’re just so busy, aren’t you? Entertaining all these side characters, letting them yap and yap in your precious ear—tsk, tsk. What a shame! What a tragedy! The star of the show, getting distracted by background noise! But don’t worry, poppet. Shadow Milk Cookie will fix that.

He devours you, his lips crashing against yours in a fevered, desperate kiss, hands gripping you tight—possessive, unyielding, demanding.

"Oh, poor thing~" he croons between kisses, his voice dripping with something mockingly sweet. "You’ve been working so hard, haven’t you? Entertaining all these side characters, wasting your precious time—tsk, tsk." He nips at your lips, at your jaw, down to the sensitive curve of your neck, leaving trails of heat wherever his mouth wanders. His grip tightens at your waist, keeping you exactly where he wants you.

"You must be so tired, hmm? So terribly exhausted from all that meaningless chatter." His fingers trail up your arm, slow, teasing, tracing patterns into your skin. "But don’t you worry, my dear, sweet doll, I’ll make sure you never waste your time like that again~."

He kisses you deeper, harder, as if trying to erase every memory of anyone but him.

And when his cock finally sinks into you, you'll find out the thoughts of whoever unfortunate cookie that was in your head melt out rather quickly. "What a shame… That little side character already slipped from your mind, didn’t they? Already replaced by me? I should've been all you were thinking about in the first place, dearie." Oh, but he wants to make sure of it. His lips trail down the length of your neck, slow, possessive, until—

Bite.

It’s not enough to break skin, no, but it’s sharp, lingering, enough to make you gasp—and that sound? Oh, that delicious sound? It makes him grin.

Shadow Milk Cookie is the type who needs to leave proof of his love, something undeniable that stains your skin like the lingering touch of his magic. Kisses are wonderful, yes—deep, fervent, consuming—but bites? Ohhh, bites are even better. Because kisses fade. But marks Marks stay.

He'll grab the underside of your leg while leaning into your neck just biting all over while thrusting until he makes sure every single tainted thought in your head is filled with nothing but him. Listening to your gasp and moans as he fills you in deeper and deeper...

His voice is a smug little hum, his grin utterly insufferable.

"That’s right, doll~ You’re mine. And you love it, don’t you?"

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Guess who is back? I've been gone for two days, yes I know, I just needed a break lol. Guess who also got into jambound on ao3?? ME!!I I've been studying how shadow milk talks and interacts with others because unfortunately, I'm not far enough in the game yet to actually meet him yet. But his interactions with shadow milk cookie in the fic are sooo canon!! You guys are in for a treat the next time I write PV and SM, get ready!!

[breadinhaler3]

Notes thingy!!!

I guess I’m going to do one of those notes game thingys because ✨why the fuck not✨ and I need some motivation, so here we go!

1 note: congrats your the first note :)

30 notes: I’ll dring more water

60 notes: I’ll try and practice drawing (and maybe post some on here?)

80 notes: I finish the planning for the book I really wanna write

100 notes: I actually write the book I really wanna write (If anyone wants to hear me yap about my book I would absolutely love that)

130 notes: I try to eat lunch at school most days

160 notes: I attempt to eat 3 full meals everyday

180 notes: I’ll start doing daily exercises rather than rotting in bed all day

200 notes: I finish all the lessons I zoned out on during school

230 notes: I try to stop spacing out during school (it’s really hard to focus without listening to music or multitasking

260 notes: I’ll completely clean and redesign my bedroom so it feels like my own

280 notes: I’ll genuinely try to get above a C this semester (it’s super fucking hard because I can never focus)

300 notes: I’ll come out to my trusted friends about my gender <3

Red means not up to it

Orange means I’m doing it

And green means I’ve completed it!

I’m not expecting this to get more than, like, 20 notes so just go wild I guess, no limits

have fun Broskii’s!

[mcytegg]

okay well. this had me thinking "omggg lifesteal au/event where they get qsmp egg like creatures to Take Care of" and the teams are a fucking nightmare im crying.

cause like. okay. okay. woogie is a single father to be so fucking clear, like subz and sb and jepexx are Not taking care of shit. team 6 is just cooked. team 4 is probably?? the strongest team imo, like in Theory team 5 is also good but in practice i think itd either go extremely well or just everything Ever goes wrong. there is no in between.

there is no balancing i just threw them all into a randomizer bc i just wanted something to chew on and i was not disappointed bc these are funny teams to ponder (also i went into this w the thought process of who would login even One time for an event so some people are missing bc idt they would login period LOL)

i miss my son :( (minecraft egg)

[the-teufort-nine]

waiter! Waiter! Offence class horny headcannons please!!

Offense Classes | Horny Headcanons For Our Frontline Mercenaries

NSFW Below!

Scout:

<3 Super high sex drive. Quick as a bunny and wants to fuck like one too! Definitely jacks off daily, probably multiple times per day. Doesn't last too long, but his refractory period is short as hell.

<3 Def has porn mags and videos. If PornHub existed in the 70's, he'd be on it most hours of the night.

<3 Living with eight brothers has taught this man to be quiet. You'd think he'd be yapping all throughout, but he's actually pretty good at keeping his vocalization to little whimpers.

<3 If he's got a partner, he's all over them pretty much whenever he can be (if they're comfortable with that, of course). Loves handjobs and getting blown, but he also likes to return the favour.

<3 Despite Spy's taunts, he actually does know what he's doing. Likes to put that blabbermouth to good use.

<3 Call him a good boy and he's cumming on the spot.

<3 Really likes lingerie/skimpy outfits. Put on anything playboy bunny related and he gets hard immediately.

<3 Falls asleep once he's cummed at least 5-6 times. If he's by himself he won't clean himself up until after the nap, but if he's with someone, he'll take a shower with them. Annnddd probably end up getting horny again by the end of it.

Pyro:

<3 Listen to me. Pyro fucks severely and you're wrong if you think otherwise. They are not an uwu smol bean, they kill people for a living, and they def get horny sometimes.

<3 The suit stays ON during masturbation.

<3 Lots of dry humping and using vibrators. The mask muffles a lot of the sounds Pyro makes, but they are noisy!!

<3 Probably uses temperatures to help get themselves off, like heating up the muzzle of their flamethrower and grinding against it. Not enough to cause damage, but enough to feel it.

<3 If they have a partner, then they're going to still mostly be using toys/thigh riding. Fantastic at giving though; Pyro knows how to use their hands.

<3 If you want to get Pyro in the mood, you'll probably need to actually say that you want to have a bit of fun. Unless they're burning something, Pyro's pretty much ready to go whenever.

<3 Cums in the suit, so they clean themself up privately, but Pyro is actually pretty good at aftercare.

Soldier:

<3 Average sex drive/maybe slightly lower than average. Despite being totally fine with being naked out in the open, he actually prefers privacy if he's gonna masturbate.

<3 When he is in the mood, he's got some filthy magazines, much like Scout does. However, he prefers to fuck (or be fucked) instead of jacking off.

<3 Has... no idea how to really ask his partner though. Despite being very loud and brash on the battlefield, he struggles when articulating his needs. Probably just starts kissing his partner and goes from there.

<3 Lots of panting and grunting. Starts yapping a bit more when he's close.

<3 Has to feel completely safe/secure in an area before he can get it up. Absolutely does not want anyone seeing him or his partner in such a vulnerable state. Keeps a gun nearby every time, just in case.

<3 Likes to be given orders and praise. Give him a sharp tap with his riding crop if you wanna hear him whimper.

<3 Absolute biggest turn on is seeing his partner in one of his helmets and only his helmet.

<3 Actually very tender afterwards! Will make sure your both clean and wants to be close to you. Expect plenty of Soldier-esque praise.

[cannedsandwichh]

Jayce headcanons

I need more Jayce headcanons to fuel me so here we are. some are x reader but they're all pretty random lmaooo

hear me out jayce is a really big reader- or at least he was back in his high school days. he loved to read, almost about anything. he enjoyed everything from fantasy to sci-fi, and of course about non fictional stuff too, like physics books to try to figure out more about hex tech.

i feel like he'd be the same way about movies too. like he'd looove sci-fi type movies and binge watch documentaries as well.

he'd HATE horror movies though. he'd like being jump scared, but not for two hours straight.

jayce would be a big music nerd. I will die on this hill. like, while he was working on hex tech before he met Viktor he'd always have music playing. he didn't like the silence, it messed up his thoughts.

going off that note though, he hates silence while he's working. he needs some noise, may it be you, viktor, or himself talking, he needs it to stay sane and make him feel less lonely.

I feel like the poor baby didn't have many friends going up. all the kids thought he was weird since he'd talk about magic so much. he'd always act like he didn't mind what the other kids thought but in reality it always bothered him.

btw he'd loveee thinking out loud to whomever. he wants to rant to someone about his thoughts and hex tech. he'd ramble on for hours and you can just listen to him get excited about hex tech or a new discovery he found.

that being said, if he had a romantic partner, jayce would never shut up about them. someone would bring you up in a conversation and he'd just start yapping non stop about you.

you being his partner would be a lot to him, so he'd just talk about you a lot in general.

he always will make sure his partner is safe as well. seeing his mom almost die in front of him gave him a huge fear of losing anyone close to him.

if you got hurt he'd make such a big deal about it. you could have the common cold and he'd bug you about taking you to the doctor the whole time. he'd baby you the entire time as well, nursing you back to your original health.

while we're on the topic of romantic partners I'd like to note he'd fall for just about anyone really fast. you could just look at him and the poor boy would start catching feelings. thinking 'oh, they're cute'

i know everyone says this but I'll say it again because its true, jayce is a portable heater.

he'd give the nicest, warmest cuddles. he'd definitely wanna be the little spoon though, he likes being held. but if you like being the little spoon as well, he'd be very open to take turns

[pluviatrix]

helloooo do you have any tips for writing a character with a southern accent? i don't really have a specific area in mind but i Am asking because i'm writing the hero of twilight lol. is there any general slang or word variations i should use in his dialogue?

YES !!!!!!!!!

(prepare for yapping)

i have been WAITING for this one. sat up in my chair and rubbed my hands together like a fly. so often i have read things where people have clearly never been in two feet of a cow or a fried oreo and i will do everthing in my power to avoid that. letsgo

FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS: what kind of southern accent are we considering here?

southern accents and dialects are incredibly diverse along geographic, ethnic, and socioeconomic lines. but, in my anecdotal experience, there are two accent 'types:' a drawl, and a twang. i don't personally hear a drawl a lot where i'm from so i can't totally advise on this one.

a twang is, well, twangy. it's quicker and sharper. IMHO my accent (which is not strictly southern but very very related to appalachian accents) falls in here, and since I give twi an appalachian accent, that's what i'm gonna be referencing lol

(there are some broader characteristics to a character's speech that will flag them as southern, but some of these are specific to me)

a lot of people do not like accents written out phonetically (like, for example, see the points two points below) so that might be something to consider.

i am an editor by trade but just on instinct i find myself struggling with (standard english) verb-noun agreement. i catch myself writing stuff like "they was" and "we was". I don't tend to see "i were" i think that's more an across-the-pond thing, but correct me if i'm wrong anyone.

words will mash together so easy. there's stuff like: jeet (did you eat). wouldna (wouldn't have.) gonna. hafta. wanna. it's about efficiency.

i cannot remember the last time i said the final consonant of contractions or -ing verbs. i am allergic to g's and i am allergic to t's. don. walkin. doin. talkin. some people put apostrophes where the missing letters are and personally that drives me crazy but it's honestly just a matter of taste.

i see people changing and to an'. yes that's how it sounds. i sometimes turn 'of' into 'a' in dialogue so i'm not immune. keep in mind just how much abbreviating you're doing cuz sometimes i gotta decode dialogue between all the abbreviations. it's written, not heard.

ain't, naturally. runner-up: cain't.

someone's gonna tell you that y'all is the be-all end-all of the southern/appalachian plural you. WRONG. consider her sister: the appalachian yunz/yinz, underappreciated, ignored, so sad.

double negatives. TRIPLE NEGATIVES. "You ain't never"

this is more of a twang-type accent characteristic. (note: 'of' is often ommited in phrases like 'more of a.') z-sounds like "wasn't" turn into "wudn't," but for those who don't like writing dialectic speech phonetically this is not necessary

another characteristic of this accent i write twi with is that sometimes words just fully get dropped. certain constructions of verbal clauses using present perfect tense drop the modal completely. i call this the have-drop just in my own head cuz it happens the most with "have been" sentences, where "have" is just removed.

same with above, the standard english sentence is, "The car needs to be washed." i have never said that ever in my life. It's "The car needs washed." It's a holdover from Scots-Irish english.

VERY IMPORTANT: even with all of this, if you don't get the word choice right, or the melody, or the sayings, it's not gonna sound right. I can't really summarize this so I'm gonna use examples from my own writing for clarity.

"i seen" and "they got" and "em"

not sure if this is a southernism. but certain verbs -- something keeps, someone is wallerin all over you (like. smothering you and in your business and not leaving you alone. children and dogs do this) -- kind of ping the sensor imho.

"bubba," "i done told you," "don't be ugly," "have a conniption," "bless your heart," "ornery," that's kind of what i'm talking about. honestly i'm pulling a blank on wild appalachianisms my family say but like, inserting any of these is gonna make your dialogue sound real ... real.

my grandma's told me she's "down in her back," i've missed something so close to my face "if it were a snake it woulda bit me," we "love her to death, but..", we're "praying for him," my mother's nose is upturned so she's "gonna drown in the rain". they can get real fun and real silly.

important bits:

christ if i hear one more time that bless your heart is an insult i'm gonna have a conniption (lol). it is NOT. it certainly can be. it can be passive aggressive. but that's like, one use. it's pity, it's sympathy, it's humor, it's commiserating. if a kid has a big bruise and his mother's telling you that he fell down some stairs at school you gasp and say bless his heart. that's what i mean. and also you can use it to insult somebody with the art of the implied insult of course.

don't be ugly doesn't mean you're ugly. it means you're making a scene or you're being cruel or you're not obeying your mother.

it's about being emphatic !!

it can also be dependent on who you're around. people's accents can be thicker back home and around family and friends and stuff and sometimes it can just be a little twist on a vowel or two!

lastly: have fun. these are not hard and fast. these are silly. this is just my experience. i fully encourage anybody from anywhere else in the south or in the appalachians or her sister regions to weigh in as well.

[goldenlikedayl1ght]

Blurb Countdown To Daredevil: Born Again

9 Days: imgonnagetyouback - Taylor Swift "i'll make you wanna think twice/you'll find that you were never not mine/you're mine." NSFW College!Matt and alcohol are the two main ingredients in a jealous concoction. notes: 9 days!! in my humble opinion this is where the blurbs start to get good soooo if you like this, stick around for more! countdown masterlist

Matt doesn’t like parties.

But he likes you and he likes Foggy, so here he is, at some Columbia frat with a drink full of.. something awful.

The two of you aren’t dating, but he’s listening to the sound of you dancing, barely able to hear the way the fabric of your jeans rubs against some guy, and he’s not paying attention to whatever Foggy is drunkingly yapping about.

He takes a sip of his drink, jealously flooding him. The loud music of this party is making his ears hurt but he’s just tipsy enough where his senses are dulled a bit.

You two started hooking up a few months back, deciding that law school was too stressful for a real relationship, but realizing you both had a lot of pent-up frustration, you entered a sort of ‘friends with benefits’ situation. When Foggy went away for the weekend or even if you could find an empty corner of the library, Matt’s lips would be on your skin.

And at some point, half an hour fucks became long sessions of passion, falling asleep in each other’s arms, waking up and watching Matt sleep.. and you realized you had broken rule number one of friends with benefits—

You wanted to be with him.

But you knew Matt didn’t want you, he wanted a stress reliever. So, here you were. Flirting with another guy, dancing on him.

It made Matt sick to his stomach.

“Hey Fog, I’ll be right back,” He suddenly says, and then he makes his way over to where you were dancing. He says your name, and you stop dancing when you realize he’s right in front of you. “Can I talk to you for a second?” He asks.

You open your mouth to say something, but Matt grabs your hand and drags you upstairs, listening for a second to see which room is empty. He pulls you into a random quiet room and locks the door behind you.

“Matt, what’re you—” And before you can say much else, Matt has his lips pressed against yours—His movements are full of passion, and he’s kissing you as his hands wander up to your hair, beginning to run his fingers through it. You groan as he gently scratches your scalp, leaning into him as he pulls you over to the bed.

One hand leaves your hair and travels down your torso, right down to the waistline of your jeans, but you pull away from the kiss to ask,

“What’s gotten into you?”

“Nothing,” He huffs, leaning in to kiss you again, but you grin against his lips, pulling away again.

“No, no—You’re jealous,” You accuse, “You’re jealous that your fuckbuddy isn’t giving you enough attention—”

“Shut up,” He mumbles, kissing you again, and you reciprocate, but just for a few minutes before you’re pulling away again,

“Admit it. You’re jealous.” Matt considers his options, because he knows you won’t let him let this go. You’re too stubborn just like him, and it drives him wild with need for you. He can hardly think straight and it’s not the alcohol.

“Fine,” He mumbles, moving so he’s off you. He kneels between your legs on the floor as you lay on the bed. “I’m jealous. I’m jealous that you would ever think of flirting with someone else,” His fingers come up to unbutton your jeans, then they move to your waistband, “I’m jealous that anyone might be able to touch you the way I do,” and he tugs down your jeans, “It makes me delirious, how much I want you, and I’m jealous you’re not mine.” He concludes, before glancing up to you. “Now are you going to let me eat you out or are you gonna keep being a brat?”

You blink, your heartrate picking up as you realize he wants you more than just as a fuck buddy.

“Wait, seriously?”

Matt’s beginning to grow annoyed that his face isn’t buried between your thighs.

“Yeah,” he kisses your thigh, “I want to be much more than just your fuck buddy.” You can tell he means it. “Now let me taste you,” he hums.

He hears no objections from you.