#but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HEAR ME OUT ON HER VOICE OKAY IM A GIRL KISSER OKAY I CANT JUST BE A LITTLE BOY KISSER TO STANLEY

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if people can talk about The Narrator being their baby girl I can talk about The Curator like that too

The Curator should be my husband because shes just sooo baby boy like that..... and shes sooo silly I know shes like in only 2 endings but thats okay our wedding is tomorrowg.. /j

[whousestypewriters]

she's mine - j.o.t.h x e.f

pairing: jacks x evangeline fox

requested: yes / no

warnings: perverted behaviour like the dude is a creep

a/n: ahhhhhh jacks and evangeline are so cute i love them so much also its like 12am im tired and delusional so im sorry if the ending isn't very good

taglist: @lxvebelle, @moonlightt444, @nqds

evangeline and parties usually mix very well.

so when lala invited to her this particular one she jumped at the opportunity to dress up and socialise with everybody, being the social butterfly she is.

jacks on the other hand? had to actually be dragged out of the hollow and bribed with one on one time with evangeline. even now he's still grumbling as he makes his way through the room brushing off - sorry ignoring - anyone who tries to talk to him.

he's looking for one person in particular, a certain pink haired girl, and yet he can't seem to find her. "ahh jacks its so good to see yo-" the random lord - whoever it was, it doesn't matter - tries to talk to him, but jacks pushes him away before he can say anything else.

a small glimpse of a pink head caught his attention and the twenty minutes he's been at this party have been absolutely terrible, so he is determined to find evangeline and get the hell out of here.

people are nauseating.

he avoids a few more ladies and lords in ugly outfits and makes his way around the corner to where he thought he saw evangeline but is only greeted by a drunken stranger waving his glass around in the air talking to no one.

"well wasn't she a pretty little doll," he slurs. "that lala sure knows how to throw a party!" he spins around spilling some of his drink. "but motherrrrr, i don't want to go to school," he pronounces now facing a statue.

jacks rolls his eyes and is about to turn back when he hears evangeline's voice. "uh, okay, can you let me go?"

his senses are on high alert and he all but shoves the drunk man still leering at the statue into the wall, "oh dahlia you're such a good kisser!"

he rounds another corner and is met with a sight that causes rage to bubble so far under his skin its almost unnatural.

~~

evangeline has had fun this evening.

when she and jacks first arrived she (somehow) slipped out of his grasp and floated around gossiping with lala and talking brightly with everyone.

she had just quickly moved away to go to the bathroom when he cornered her. his hand instantly moving to her waist making her feel uncomfortable.

"um hello?" she asks her voice going up an octave in discomfort.

"hey there pretty girl," the creep breathes, the alcohol on his breath evident. "you and i would make a pretty good team."

"uh, okay, can you let me go?" she asks trying to squirm out of the creeps hold but he just tightens his grip on her and pulls her closer, inhaling.

"get your hands off her." the voice comes from a few feet away and is filled with so much anger evangeline can practically feel it radiating off him.

"who do you think you are?" the creep asks, wrapping an arm around eva either not noticing the way she tenses, or the way jacks' eyes darken or he just doesn't care. "this is my girlfriend!" he drunkenly announces, "so just leave us be."

"you have about five seconds to get your hands off of my girl or i'll remove them from your body."

the man lately registers the threat and loosens his hold allowing time for eva to slam her elbow into his gut and rip out of his hold, into jacks' arms.

she buries her head into his chest and relishes the warmth and immediate comfort jacks' arms bring. "jacks," she breathes.

"this is my girl and you better never show your face near her ever again or i will end you and your pathetic little life before its even started," jacks' crisp voice rips into the hallway.

"please who do you think you are? i'm a lord. what are you some random who managed to sneak into this party?" he steps forward threateningly.

"i am the person who's going to remove your head from your body if you come any closer, think wisely about your next choice lord."

the creep seemingly finally understanding his threats backs away hands raised in innocence. "okay man, i was just kidding but whatever."

he spins around and tries to leave but not before another drunk man stumbles past mumbling about some dahlia, and knocks him to the floor.

evangeline squeezes jacks tighter hugging him, revelling in his warmth and the arms wrapped possessively around her as he watches the creepy lord tumble to the ground.

"thank you jacks," she smiles.

"we're heading home, little fox," jacks' says - more like demands - wrapping an arm around her waist and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "so no more of these uncultured idiots think that you're up for taking. when clearly you're not. because, little fox... you're mine."

[apricotgojo]

hi bestie.. 😃

so um , i saw this prompt somewhere and i wanted to send it to my favorite blog ! ( you ) so here it is!!

adrien with a s/o who’s from america ( new york specifically ) and she has a very veronica lodge type past. meaning she’s very proper and rich and silvertounged but very kindhearted and sweet and extremely loyal.

but she has a past where she used to be a bully in new york and bullied people if they didn’t fit in , and was practically the it girl from a movie? does that make sense?

however shes changed , yet one day during a akuma attack , her whole past gets revealed and videos of her being a complete BITCH and it being played off as hot by her classmates gets shown to the entire of paris?

what’s adrien doing? is she going to comfort her or leave her?

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 I had so much fun writing this, but fair warning that it’s kind of angsty oops! thank u for the request nonetheless <333

Ship: Adrien Agreste X reader

Warnings: Swearing.

Tags: Angst oops

What should you do when your father is out on a business trip?

Throw a party.

And that’s exactly what you did. At least that’s what you used to do back in New York.   It’s something you were known for. Now since you’ve got the chance to start fresh with a new life in Paris you decided to bring an old tradition back with you and invite some friends over from the school you’re attending, and your boyfriend of course.

Adrien Agreste. You had no idea what you did to get such an angel in your life. You’ve been dating him for a few moths now and you could already see yourself becoming a better person around him. You came to Paris with the intention of leaving your past behind, starting new and fresh without the bullshit from your past. This was it. Nothing could fuck this up.

“Hey,let me help you.” You hear your Adrien say while you try to adjust the lights near the DJ stand.

“I got it.” You say and get on your tip toes to hang the last light. “There.” You say, a successful smile on your face.

“You really out did yourself huh?” You feel his arms wrapping around you from the back and you hum.

“Oh please Agreste, this is nothing compared to what I used to do in New York.” You say and turn around, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I hope everyone likes it.” You say, more to yourself than to him.

“Of course they will, Ma belle.” He says and kisses your forehead.

You loved it when he called you nicknames, they just made butterflies burst around your stomach.

His soft hand reaches up to touch your cheek and he caresses it gently. You look into his green eyes which were soft and welcoming. He is so gorgeous.

Your noses touch and you sigh, touching his hand and smiling softly. “I hate to ruin the moment, my love but I have to go make a few minor changes before your friends come.”

He pouts at you. “But everything’s already perfect, can’t we spend some alone time together before everyone comes?”

You shake your head. “I promise you’ll have me all to yourself tonight , Agreste.” You smirk and watch as his cheeks glow red. You quickly kiss his cheek and giggle, walking away to the kitchen to make sure that everything is in place.

It didn’t take long before people started arriving.

“Claudia, start offering the drinks around to people.” You whisper to your maid before going to greet everyone.

A familiar bluenette appears, with an amazed look on her face while she looks around. You grin and walk towards her.  

“Marinette! You look stunning!” You say and give each other a friendly kiss on the cheek. She really did look stunning. You’ve never seen her hair like this before, let down and slightly curled.  She’s wearing a dress which perfectly hugged her body and the colour was gorgeous on her - A deep vermilion shade which complemented her fair skin. 

“Likewise.” She grins and looks at your dress. “Oh my god who are you wearing? This dress is gorgeous.” She gasps, eyes wide while she moved around to see the dress from the back and front.  You knew that she would comment on it, she had an eye for fashion after all.

“My father got this for me as a gift from South Korea. The designer is a family friend of ours.” You smile proudly. You didn’t want to brag about it but in all honesty you loved this dress too much not to show it off. 

You look to her side and see a blue haired boy standing kind of awkwardly next to her. “And you must be…?” You trail off, quirking an eyebrow at him.

“Luka, Marinette’s date.” He says nonchalantly and Marinette stops looking at your dress, straightening up with her face glowing red.

“Ah, I see. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Im-“

“I already know who you are.” He states and you furrow your eyebrows. You’re more than sure you’ve never met this guy before.

Marinette nudges him and you see him stiffen up.

“I mean, it was kind of a big deal when you came to Paris and everyone was talking about you so-“

Marinette sighs and grabs Lukas arm. “We’re going to get a drink, It was nice seeing you! Au revoir !” She says and walks away with Luka. You could hear her cussing at him from where you were standing.

Ah, of course. You knew that everyone was talking about you. The new rich bitch from New York who’s mother is in jail. That’s what everyone saw at first. Maybe they do still see it now. But maybe that’s why you fell for Adrien, because he never judged you in the first place despite all those rumors.

You turn around and see him, talking to Nino. He’s wearing the outfit you picked out for him.  Black shirt slightly unbuttoned with the sleeves rolled up, tan pants with a black belt around them and black converse.  His hair was messy but it looked so good on him and his cheeks were tinted a little pink, probably because of the few drinks that he’s had already.  Your eyes meet and he smiles at you. Right as he was about to come next to you, you feel someone tap your shoulder.

“Hi, Nadja Chamack. Did you move to paris because your mother is imprisoned for drug trafficking? Was your father denied bail?” The woman rushes to say while shoving a microphone to your face. You stare at her wide eyed. You didn’t know what to say.

“Hey, leave now before I call security, you shouldn’t be up here.” You hear Adrien say sternly while putting a hand on your shoulder.

“But was that the reason you came to Paris or was it because of the video that was spread of you-“

“Security!” Adrien shouts and two body guards grab Nadja and her camera man.

You stand there, dumbfounded as the body guards drag them away, the two cussing and struggling to get out of their grasp.

“Mon ange, are you okay?” Adrien asks, cupping your face with his hands, snapping you out of your thoughts.

 You look at him and clear your throat.

 “I’m fine, I need a drink.” You say and remove his hands from your face and start walking away.

He grabs your hand and looks at you, concern filling your eyes.

“No you’re not okay.” He says, kissing your hand and holding it gently. “What did they mean by video?” He asks.

Your body goes into full fight or flight mode.

“God Adrien! It’s nothing.” You snap at him. “just let it go, I don’t want to deal with this right now.” You remove yourself from his grasp and quickly walk away to the open bar.

You didn’t mean to snap at him but that conversation needed to wait until you two got more serious. You weren’t ready for it.

You grab a glass of champagne and down it, your face contorting because of the after taste.

You were about to get another one until you hear a scream.

“We want to know all your secrets! Don’t be bemused, it’s just the news!” A distorted voice says and you drop your glass on the floor when you see a dark purple monstrous figure coming your way.

“Shit.” You cuss and run away from the bar.

Everyone was screaming and trying to rush to the exit but everywhere was closed off with a purple like shield around.

You frantically look around to find a place to hide until you see a familiar blond with cat ears motioning to you.

Chat Noir. Thank god.

You were about to run to him until you started floating in the air, a purple bubble surrounding you.

You screamed and frantically hit it to try to escape but it was no use. 

“I got you now!” You hear the distorted voice say and let out an evil laugh.

You watch your phone float out of your hand and out of the bubble.

Fuck, fuck fuck fuck.

You were fucked.

The bubble that surrounded you explodes and you fell from it, right into the arms of Chat Noir.

“Hey I got you it’s okay” He says smiling at you and for some reason you were slightly comforted by him.

 Your eyes fill with tears and your throat begins to feel like it’s closing.

“She has my phone.” You croak out and your body starts shaking.

You see Ladybug swinging from the roof, throwing her Yo-Yo to try and grasp the villain but it was too late.

A screen appeared out of thin air and a video started playing -  you were in it, in your classroom in your school in New York. You knew exactly what this video was.

Your jaw clenched when it started playing.

“Awh look she’s crying guys.” You say in a condescending tone in the video. The girl, Sarah, was balling her eyes out in front of you while you smirk and stand in front of her, your arms crossed.

“H-How could you!” She sobs out.

“How could I what? Your boyfriend was the one with his hands all over me, I just gave him what he really wanted.” You say and chuckle.

“That’s not true he would never-“

“Cheat?” You cut her off, lean closer to her and put your hands on the desk in front of her. “hate to break it to you honey but he did.” You tell her and she sobs even harder.

“Maybe this will help you put you back in your place.” You say, grabbing her face, making her look at you. “You’re a nobody, a loser and you had the audacity to talk shit behind my back?”

Her lips quiver in fear and she was visibly shaking in the video.

“You think you could ever stand a chance against me? Think again bitch.” You say and let her face go, turning around and arranging your skirt.

“By the way, he’s a really good kisser. Such a shame.” And with that you walk away from her while people wolf whistle at you and mumble things under their breath.

You were still in Chat’s arms, he was looking at the screen, eyes wide and lips parted. It was like he was frozen. Tears were streaming down your face, you couldn’t move.

Everyone around you was mumbling and whispering things.

“She’s such a bitch.”

“I knew the rumors about her were true! She’s horrible!”

“This wasn’t the video I wanted! Where’s the proof where’s the-“ The villain gets cut off by Ladybug grabbing her microphone with the akuma in it and slamming against her knee. A purple butterfly emerges from it and she grabs it with her yoyo, turning it white.

    “Miraculous ladybug!” She chants and the place starts magically getting back to normal.

Chat clears his throat. “I need to go.” He mumbles and removes his hands from you. You nod and stare down at your shoes.

“Thank you for saving me.” You say, forcing yourself to smile.

He didn’t even look at you, he didn’t even say anything as he left.

Did he think you were horrible too?

Oh my god.

Adrien.

 After the villains were taken away everyone left without even saying goodbye to you.

You sat down on the platform near the DJ stand and hugged your knees closer to your chest.

You hear footsteps walk towards you and you look up. His green eyes meet yours but they instantly avert to the side.

“You know, when we first started dating, everyone was telling me about these stupid rumors about you and I never wanted to hear them because I never believed you could be capable of that.” He says, a frown on his lips.  “I never wanted to be so fucking right in my life but I guess I was wrong.”

You were trying so hard not to cry in front of him. You knew that this would happen when he found out, it was like a gut feeling. Adrien Agreste is a good person. He likes to be surrounded by good people and that video just showed that you might not be the good person he really thought you were. Your heart ached.

“I’ve c-changed Adrien.” You stutter in a small voice, scared that you would break down if you spoke too loudly.

“Have you really?” he questions, looking directly at you. He was disappointed in you. “God, why didn’t you tell me this before!” He rubs his face in frustration. You’ve never seen Adrien so worked up like this.

“Because I knew You’d react like this!” You say, louder this time as you get up. “For fucks sake Adrien! I told you my past wasn’t perfect and I know I was a bitch but I was young and stupid and I know it doesn’t excuse my actions but I’ve grown from my mistakes. I came to Paris with the mindset of becoming better, finding out who I really am and starting fresh!”

You watch him part his lips to say something but You cut him off.

“Look me right in the eye and tell me you’ve never done a mistake in your life, Adrien.”

His lips close and he averts his gaze away from you again.

  “I know I should’ve told you sooner but I was too scared of losing you. Y-you made Paris feel like my home, you’re the reason why I make better choices, you helped me find myself.” Tears start falling down your cheeks and you look down. “And if I haven’t changed then I wouldn’t be looking stupid and crying over you and explaining myself to you because im genuinely terrified at the thought of losing the first person in my life who I’ve genuinely fallen in love with.” You sob out.

There was silence, apart from the sniffles and sobs coming from you.

“What did you say?” Adrien asks you and you hear his footsteps come closer.

“What?” You sniffle, looking up at him, furrowing your eyebrows. Your eyes were puffy and red and so was your nose. You haven’t cried like this in ages.

“The last part.”

“I’ve genuinely fallen in love with you? “ You mumble and widen your eyes. Oh shit, you’ve fucked up again.

“I know it’s sudden and I don’t expect you to return it back and I don’t know why I just said that but-“ He cuts you off with his lips smashing against yours.

It was euphoric. Probably the most genuine kiss you’ve ever felt in your life.

He breaks away, your foreheads touching and both of you breathless.

His pretty pink lips curl into a small smile and his face cups yours, wiping your tears away with his thumb.

“I love you too.” He whispers and kisses your forehead. “I’m sorry I overreacted, I just didn’t want to be wrong about you but I believe that you’ve changed, I know you’re heart is pure.”

And that’s when you realized that yes, your heart was pure again. Clean from all the sins you’ve did in the past. You didn’t know if it was his green eyes, soft skin, perfect lips or maybe the way he looked at you that has cleansed you but maybe it took pure love to find a pure heart.

[redheadsinmybed]

Adding to the family

Wanda x Natasha x Reader

Description: Wanda and you have been in a steady relationship, what happens when you add a special someone to it???

Notes: Wow! I can’t believe the amount of people on here who actually like my writing! It’s nice to know that you guys out there are enjoying it! Anyways have fun with this one!!

Wanda, sweet loving Wanda, was sent on a mission. Leaving you all alone with no one to snuggle with at night and no one to wake up to in the morning.

She didn’t want to leave you. She tried to convince Cap that they didn’t need her for the mission, but it didn't work and she got sent anyway.

Before she left Wanda and you had talked about your relationship. Not anything bad. At first you talked about where it was going. But then, somehow, the subject of Natasha came up.

“Do you like her,” Wanda asks you. You look into her eyes and see something, not sadness, but something else that you can’t describe.

“What do you mean ‘do I like her’” you ask with concern.

“I mean do you like-like her? I've seen the way you look at her baby.” You start to cry worried that she might leave you. Sure you like-like Nat, but you love Wanda more than anything and don’t want to lose her.

“Baby, it’s okay,” she says as she cups your face and wipes your tears away, “I’m not mad baby, I like her too” Wanda says and your eyes go wide.

“You do?” You ask.

“Yes baby”

“like , like-like her?”

“Yes baby” Wanda chuckles at your shocked look.

“Wait…” you say thoughtfully.

“If you like-like her and I like-like her and she like-likes both of us..” Your eyes go wide with excitement in realization. You look up at Wanda to make sure she’s on board with your thinking.

“Then maybe she can join our relationship,” Wanda finishes your sentence.

“Do you want that though, like truly want that?” You ask very seriously, ready to drop the subject if she says no.

“I would like that. What about you, how do you feel about it?” Wanda asks seriously too.

“I like it too,” you say, “but you’ll always be my-my…” You try to think of the right words.

“Same,” Wanda says, knowing what you meant. You smile up at her and hug her.

That was the conversation you had with her 2 days before her mission. Now it was the first day without her. It was about bedtime and you were scared. This is the first time in about 2 months that you are going to have to sleep without her.

Before you started sleeping with her you’d have nightmares, not every night but about every other. They stopped when you started sleeping with Wanda and you’ve been nightmare free ever since.

You get in bed and you realize just how empty it is without her. You start to cry knowing that she’s going to be gone for 3 days and 3 nights.

You cry yourself to sleep holding Bunny, your stuffed koala that Nat gave you, close to your chest.

You find yourself in a fight. You and Wanda are fighting Ultron. You use your combat skills to keep him distracted, while Wanda used her powers to rip out his mechanic heart. He fell to the ground, and Wanda came over to hug you.

Before she could reach you, you saw Ultrons hand lift up. He shoots an energy beam at Wanda’s back. You scream to warn her but no sound comes out.

You watch as she falls to the ground. The life in her eyes is gone as there’s a gaping hole in her body. You rush over to her.

“NO NO NO PLEASE!!!!!!” You scream at her.

“DON’T GO!!!” You say sobbing for her. She doesn’t move.

“MAMA!!!!!” You scream still crying. You hear your name being called and feel yourself being shaken.

You wake up drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, and little. You realise you can’t move because you are being held by someone.

“You’re okay I’ve got you, you’re okay,” You recognize the voice instantly. It’s Natasha. You finally realize where you are. In your bedroom, and Wanda isn’t here she’s on a mission. You start to cry afraid that the dream might have been real.

“It’s okay it was just a dream”

“Ma-Mama ah-alive?” You ask her with a shaky voice. Natasha instantly realizes that the dream must’ve made you go into your little state.

“Yes honey, your mama is still alive” Nat says, although you still worry that maybe she isn’t. Nat sees the worry in your face.

“Do you want to facetime her baby?” She asks you. You nod your head needing to make sure she was still alive.

“Okay,” Nat says as she lets go of you. You start to cry again when she pulls away.

“Mommy don’t go” You say scared that she’s gonna leave. Natasha is taken back for a moment at what you call her.

“I’m not going anywhere baby,” She says as she wipes the new tears off your face. Nat scoots back so her back is against the headboard. She pats the space in between her legs and you sit in front of her with your back to her chest. You lay your head against her chest and she wraps her arms around your front. She takes her phone and facetimes Wanda. It rings twice before she picks up.

“Hi baby,” she says when she sees you, and then she frowns seeing that you had been crying.

“baby girl what’s wrong?” She asks, worry in her voice.

“Bad dream mama,” You say quietly.

“Oh baby. Do you want to talk about it?” You start to cry again remembering the dream you had. Nat holds you tighter.

“W-we were fighting Ultron and he used his energy beam to kill you. An I twied to warn y-you b-but you died, you died mama, an I couldn’t, I couldn’t…” You tried to get out your sentence but you couldn’t.

“Oh baby girl,” Mama coos.

“It’s okay baby, mamas still alive, I’m right here baby,” Mama says to you trying to get you to calm down. It takes a while but eventually you calm down after many ‘it’s okays’ and ‘im right heres’. Wanda has to go but she told you that she would be okay.

“I will fight for you baby girl, no matter what,” She said to you before you said goodbye.

You are exhausted and tired. But you don’t want to be alone.

“Mommy?” You ask.

“Yes baby?”

“Will yous stay wit me?”

“I wasn’t planning to leave you alone tonight baby,” Nat says. You look up at her lovingly. Tasha picks up the covers for you to get under. When you do she gets off the bed, you whine tugging at her arm.

“What baby?”

“You said yous stay wit me,” you say pouting.

“I am baby, I am gonna sleep on the chair,” she says pointing to a relatively small chair in the conner of your room. You shake your head.

“No want you here,” you say pointing to the empty space next to you. Nat bites her lip thinking it through. Finally she gets under the covers with you. You instantly get as close as you can to her and hide your face in her neck.

Nat hesitantly wraps her arms around you. She feels you relax into her and she feels like this is right where she is supposed to be. She waits for you to fall asleep.

“I love you,” She says before she falls into sleep.

When you wake up you’re no longer little. You feel someone surrounding you. You open your eyes and you see red hair, Tasha. It all comes back to you at once, the dream, the name, the facetime. Oh no.

If you remember correctly you had called her ‘mommy’. Oh no oh no. You only talked about it with Wanda, you didn’t make any official plans.

What if she didn’t want to go through with it, what if she changed her mind. What if she sees you with Tasha right now, what if she’s mad. What if she leaves you.

As if on cue your bedroom door opens to reveal the one and only Wanda Maximoff. Oh f***.

Should you jump out of bed, what if you wake Nat? You decide that the best thing you can do is pretend like you are sleeping, then wake up and act confused. You close your eyes and relax your face.

You hear Wanda doing something, probably putting her mission stuff away. Then to your surprise you feel the covers being pulled back and the bed dip down to your empty side. You feel Wanda wrap her arms around you and feel her head on your chest.

You feel Nat move on your side, she must be a light sleeper.

“Morning,” you hear Wanda say you can feel her smile against your skin.

“Hey, your home early,” she was early. In fact she was only gone for a day when she should've been gone for 3.

“Yeah I know, but after last night I had to come home,” Wanda whispers back, clearly talking about you.

“I’m glad you’re back,” you can hear Natasha’s smile as she says it. Then you hear something you would have never expected. Kissing, lips on lips.

Your eyes fly open to see Wanda's hand tangled up in Natasha's hair, their lips moving together. They don’t notice you have your eyes open as you're too shocked at the moment to say anything.

Natasha is the first one to pull away. Wanda and her look down at you surprised to see you awake. They laugh because your mouth is practically touching the floor and your eyes are as big as saucers.

“Did you just- while I was- did you actually just- but-but when, how… what???” You blabber out. Wanda just smiles and kisses you with the same lips that she just was kissing Nat with.

“And you just- with the same- okay someone better explain,” you say.

“Well baby after you went to sleep Nat and I texted for a while, I told her about our talk we had and how we’d like to have her join our relationship”

“And you said yes,” you say to yourself.

“And I said yes,” Nat confirms.

“I hope you're not mad baby, you still want this right?” Wanda asks you.

“Well yeah I still want it, but I mean you gave me a heart attack when you came in. And when I saw you kissing Tasha I think I died for a moment,” Natasha and Wanda laugh.

“So it’s official, like in both?” You ask.

“Yes baby it’s official, in both,” you suddenly feel so happy you surge up to Natasha and kiss her. Her lips are so soft, and she’s gentle when she kisses you. You pull back with a huge smile on your face.

“Wow. You are a great kisser, way better than Wanda,” you say with a giggle.

“Hey!” Wanda says as she slaps your shoulder playfully. Natasha just blushes shaking her head. You yawn still tired as it’s only 6:15 a.m.

“You still tired baby girl?” Wanda asks you, tired herself after the long ride home.

You nod your head, slipping into your little state when you hear her call you that.

“Can you and mommy cuddle me?” you ask mama, picking up Bunny and holding her to your chest.

“Of course baby,” Wanda says as you lay back down. Natasha is on one side of you and Wanda is on the other. You snuggle into Nat wrapping your arms around her. Your front to mommy’s front and your back to mama’s front.

You feel mama wrap her arm around your waist and feel mommy’s hand on your hip. Feeling safe and loved you drift off into a peaceful sleep. Mama and mommy following you right after you.

[miistymemorii]

How compatible are Pedro Pascal character’s and I?

No one, and I mean NO ONE asked for this. But here we are :) 

warning: literal proof of how lonely i am ahead

Javier Pena

- I think he would find me very annoying

I can’t, like, sit still??? so I do the “jiggling of leg thing” 24/7 and I feel like he would hate that

- but i feel like all we’d do is have *seggs* so i guess points for that

- also i am very clingy and I don’t see him as the type to want to cuddle 

- i am literally so annoying in public because i don’t know how to act and i’m sure i’d annoying him like if we ever went in public

- i love criminology and jobs that deal with crime so i’d be a nosy bitch and ask him wayyyy to many questions about his job

- rating: 4/10

Maxwell Lord

- istg

- not to be a simp on main, but i would be Max’s biggest suporter, like full hype girl

- ^^ i mean, not during the events of 1984, because that was some bs, but like before, when he’s a struggling man who just wants to be a good father

- i hate wearing dresses with a burning passion, but i’d wear a dress like everyday if it made him happy

- yes i do the cooking, yes i do the cleaning

- i feel lie Max needs a woman in his life, or at least someone to give him guidance. I’m the gal for the job.

- i feel like he would cry sometimes like in the middle of the night and i’d be there to comfort him

- but also he’d comfort me when i have panic attacks or depressive episodes

- like i know this man is soft when he’s not doing his “life is good but it could be better” persona

- my dad would hate him tho 0-0 so a loss of points there

- rating: 7/10

Ezra

- cheese and sprinkles okay

- this man

- i feel like we’d be good together

- in most fics Ezra is headcanonned as being very interested in the arts, so i can see us like going to museums and reading to each other

- idk why i just wanna hold his hand

- i feel like he’d let me be the big spoon which makes my heart go boom boom

- he is so fine istg imma cry

- also i feel like my dad would like him and that’s kinda important to me bwahwajdsd

- rating: 8/10

Mando

- okay, to me there are basically 2 tiers of Mando: before Grogu, after Grogu

- if i met him before Grogu, he would hate me. 

- i would ask him loads of questions about the ship and eventually he’d be like “this isn’t gonna work” and drop me off on a planet then leave bwahwahah

- it’d be very “it’s not me, it’s you” :,)

- but if i met him during/ after Grogu

- *sighs*

- i feel like he’d be more willing to a relationship because he kinda learns that not every person is a threat

- i think he’d let me touch his face in the dark, even if he has shows his face to other people, because he’s still wary

- but when he finally lets me see his face in the light, i swear to god i would just spend hours staring at his face

- he’s baby there’s not alot more i can say

-my dad would adore him because irl he LOVES the Mandalorian and my dad loves cowboys and Mando is the best space cowboy in the galaxy

- 7/10

Frankie “catfish” Morales

- okay ya’ll

- i’ve only ever dated, like, assholes so It’d be so nice to date someone who is a nice person

- i KNOW he’s treat me right

- I feel like I would be super intimidated by him, because I get super intimidated by nice people (trust issues gang gang), so I wouldn’t be like my annoying self

- like he’d bring out the shy in me

- but also this man would never judge me and that makes me :)

- i’m not the most outdoorsy person, but i feel like i’d love going camping or hiking with him

- hell i’d let this man take me fishing (though he’d have to teach me because idk how to fish)

- also i feel like we’d do domestic things like go grocery shopping together, dance together in our livingroom, and cook diner together

- rating: 9/10

Pero Tovar

- this mf

- sorry, that was aggressive

- this man

- he would hate me

- like he would HATE me

- i can’t quite place it, it’s more of an instinct that i have? first of all, i would die at like, age 8 if i was alive during the time the movie takes place

- but like i think he’d be like “this bitch” everytime i walked into a room

- i am an annoying mf and he seems like he has 0 patience for idiocracy.

- i have literally nothing else to say bwahaha... it just wouldn’t happen

- rating: 0/10

Agent Whiskey

- okay, im from texas, but the city im from is small and all the boys here have  southern accents, but they’re all so fucking annoying so for a long time i’ve been turned off by those accents

- but dear god when i watched this film for the first time i was like AOOGA

- if i dated him, i would literally ask him questions or make him like read to me just to hear his voice

- is voice kink a thing 0-0 

- i wouldn’t ask him super personal questions about his job, but i’ve always wondered the kind of missions the Statesmen (and Kingsmen) go on, so i’d ask him about that

- i feel like my family would be charmed by him, so points for that

- i am a shitty dancer and i feel like he’d want to teach me to properly slow dance or do that southern dance? (dosie do? my family rejects southern culture because we hate living here lmao)

- he looks like he can cook which makes me :)))))) because i’m not a good cook

- i feel like he’s super adventurous in bed and tbh i am... inexperienced so i think that would be 0-0 awkward at first

- rating: 8/10

Oberyn Martell

- as much as i love this man, i have been in a poly relationship before and it was a living hell, so his lil orgies would make me 0-0 uncomfy 0-0

- i feel like he’s super poetic sometimes, like he likes art and literature

- tbh i skipped through the entirety of GoT and only watched Pedro’s episodes, so i know nothing about that world or time period lmao

- i’m a jealous bitch sometimes so i KNOW i’d be jealous of Ellaria

- omfg the way he LOOKS at people, I’d be a meek bitch

- my dad would hate this mf istg i cannot really describe it he just would i know it

- my dad just kinda hates all politicians/royalty/rich people teehee

- he’s definitely a good kisser tho 0-0 

- i feel like behind closed doors he’s surprisingly soft? like he would just ant to cuddle sometimes and talk about anything and everything

- he’s also a charmer so i feel like he’d try to convince me that i’m beautiful and just be overall kind to me when i’m feeling insecure

-rating: 6/10

Marcus Moreno

- bye ya’ll im deceased

- he was literally in the film for like 5 mins total and yet i have *fallen in love*

- pedro in glasses makes me positively feral grr bark bark

- dashklfhsdlfj PLEASE don’t come for me but like... i feel like he’d be super into making out like for prolonged periods of time

- ANWAYS he seems like the closest in personality to Pedro? So like goofy, soft, BIG hands (jk they all have big hands and they all make me :))))))))))))

- he’d be really good at dates and want to do kinda silly stuff? like carnivals, movies, ice cream shop, the park, etc :)

- i think he would find out that i have a big phat crush on Lavagirl and would let me meet her I would simple cease to exist

- i would be so nervous to meet Missy because even though i love kids, i’m so awkward around them

- he seems like the type to give kisses in places other than my lips. Like he’d love to kiss my hands, my forehead and my cheek

- my stepmom would ADORE him

- also i feel like Marcus’ taste in music is very close to Pedro’s, and Pedro has *immaculate* taste, so my Dad would get on with Marcus because my dad lves music

9/10

[seasami]

Larry Fic Rec -- June/July

hii!! so I’ve got some fics that I read in June and July (until now). If you see a ✰ next to a title it means I really liked it and it’s one of my favs from the ones I listed. If there’s a 🔒 next to title it means you have to be logged in to read.

[Click on the title for link]

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Latitude by nikogda (44k)

Summary: Harry’s a hybrid on a boat about to be hit by a storm and Louis is the human who comes to his rescue. That storm is all the time they have to fall in love before going their separate ways. That is, until almost a year later… 

Ever Since I Tried Your Way by Anonymous ✰ (25k)

Summary: Harry had been kissed before, but never like this.He’d shared sweet, curious kisses behind bleachers and in soda shop booths, one or two more daring ones in cars parked on dark suburban streets, but the girls he’d kissed had never filled him with the desperation that erupted from Louis’ touch. He parted his lips and pulled him closer, as though he could breathe Louis straight into his lungs, as if he could swallow him. He wanted to consume Louis the way he consumed the body and blood of Christ. He wanted to place Louis on his tongue and feel him dissolve into a frothy mess of starch and saliva. He wanted to gulp him down until his teeth were stained purple and he was drunk on him. He wanted him in some violent holy way that made his hands shake where they were twisted in Louis’ shirt.

In 1949 Harry left his bride at the altar, running away from the only life he'd known. When a kindhearted farmer offers him a ride in his truck and a place to sleep the two find themselves inexplicably drawn together. Isolated on Louis' farm with nobody but a field of dairy cows to intrude, the men are finally able to explore the parts of themselves they've spent their lives hiding away.

No Candle No Light (No Friendzone To My Love) by Anonymous (11k)

Summary: Louis glanced at his friend, glaring daggers and Niall chuckled. He looked like his idea could end world hunger and Louis was horrified. [...]“Come on, Niall! Tell me!” Harry insisted, excited.“You can threaten him other than with violence. You said you want a little revenge, right? What if an ex-boyfriend came to reconquer you? You know, the jealous and aggressive kind.”Harry sighed loudly, closing his eyes. Louis frowned, just like Liam and Zayn. What was he talking about? And why was he still looking at Louis that way?“Niall, this could’ve been a nice idea if I had an ex-boyfriend, but-”“Let me explain!” Niall barged in. “ You don’t have an ex-boyfriend but you can pretend you have one! I’m sure Louis would love to help you with that.”Liam almost choked on his wine and Zayn bit so hard on his lip to contain his laughter that it might have bled. Niall looked satisfied as hell, of course he was the little shit, and Louis just had time to flip him the finger before Harry turned to him. He was fucking delighted.

Or the one where helping Harry getting rid of his boyfriend may be the only way to his heart

Sugar by lettersfromvenus (15k) ✰

Summary: 

“I hope our paths will ‘croissant’ again.” 

There’s a little smiley face drawn next to the words, and it’s ridiculous, Louis knows, but he can’t help the swell of butterflies that he feels as he reads over the words once more. An odd fellow indeed, he thinks.A moment later he shakes his head and collects himself, because he really does need to get home; he’s sure that Harry is probably watching him from behind the counter, all sweet, smug smiles and pink cheeks. And if he’s being honest, he’s not entirely sure he won’t toss his groceries into the trash and walk straight back into the bakery if he doesn’t leave now, so… he really does need to get going.

 Before he goes on his way, though, he plucks the note from the top of the container and carefully tucks it inside of his wallet to protect it from the rain.

That’s how it begins.

Only Been Here One Time by alienharry (10k)

Summary: 

“Good morning, Liam. Harry.” Louis nods at them both and then cocks his head. “Are you aware you have four nipples, Harry?”

Harry looks down at his chest, suddenly worried. He doesn’t know how many nipples humans have, but four must not be a usual amount. “Should I have six?”

“Not unless you’ve a litter of kittens to feed.”

Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can’t Lose by dolce_piccante (112k) ✰

I KNOW ITS ICONIC BUT I READ IT A MONTH AGO SO I THOUGHT I’D INCLUDE IT HERE. 

Summary: American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers). 

Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football. 

A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

It’s All Brand New by midnightwhistleberries (10k)

Summary: “Harry,” Louis intones emphatically, “literally everyone in the U.K. has known that I’m openly bisexual since 2011.” 

“’Cept you, I guess,” supplies Niall. 

In which Harry studies engineering, loves Madonna, and can't tell if Louis likes him or just keeps coming back to the record store because he's some sort of musical hoarder. Louis is famous, Harry has no idea, communication issues are rampant and fluffy pining ensues.

Fool For You by flowercrownfemme, lesbianferrissbueller (46k) ✰

Summary:  “It’s not a game.” Harry scoffed, trying to push past him once more but Louis held his ground. “And I’ve never once told you a lie.” “All you do is lie," Harry argued. "Jests and tricks and made up stories, that’s your trade. I’d never trust a word from your mouth.” “I tell stories,” Louis conceded, “but a good one must be based on truth. And my stories tend to get a bit more truthful when I’m around you, Princess.”

In which Harry is a brooding prince who's scarcely smiled since the death of his mother and Louis is the dashing jester hired to change that.

streetwise hercules by bottomlinsons (7k) 🔒

Summary: I said,” Louis’ voice is venomous, “who the fuck is this?”Right. This is Harry’s part.

(Uni AU, where Louis pretends to be Harry's boyfriend to scare away his one night stands.)

Close Enough To Touch by stinky28 (7k)

Summary: “You are killing it!” The stranger shouts in his ear, to which Louis raises a brow, setting up the next transition and song, bobbing a bit in place before glancing over to the stranger and Oh. Red. 

He’s staring right at a very large, oddly tied red bow tie. It takes up the whole stranger’s chest and..it’s bloody brilliant. He fucking loves it. He feels himself break into a giant grin, looking up at Mr. Red Bowtie’s face and Oh. Fuck. 

OR an au where louis is the dj for the met gala after party and harry can’t leave his side.

Hate Me To The Moon by harrystylesandstuff (83k)

Summary: The last thing Harry wanted was to spend his entire summer stuck with his dad's new fiancée and her kids. He wants no more when he learns she's a very religious dictator, raising a sixteen year old nun and a clean cut potential priest ass kisser.

Everything takes a slightly different turn, however, when Harry finds out his future step-brother is actually the rude stranger he caught sucking off a guy in a pub, far from the reserved Christian his mom thinks he is...

AU where Harry is a sexy nerd, Louis is a great actor, and they both pretend to hate each other's guts to convince themselves they're not feeling things future step-brothers shouldn't feel...

hush. by Wankerville (41k)

Summary: “I don't like you like that, Harry.”

“See,” Harry starts, Louis can hear the smile in his voice, “that's where I think you're lying.”

or an au where small towns suck, louis is losing it, and harry’s just too perfect.

The Unsuccessful Promise by trysomecats (11k)

Summary: At the end of the previous school year, Louis swore to everyone that he would return in the fall as an alpha. He made this promise especially to his arch-nemesis Harry Styles, who has already presented as an alpha himself. Unfortunately over summer break, the worst thing possible happens: Louis presents as an omega. Now school is back in session and he has to return and face the consequences of pre-determining his status. 

Featuring Liam and Zayn as Louis' doting and exasperated parents.

Autumn At My Window by TheCellarDoor (20k) 

Summary: A canon-compliant AU, in which Harry and Louis are both in the band and have been sharing flats and hotel rooms for nearly five years, but never made the leap past 'friends who are too close for comfort'. 

Featuring a lot of pining, Louis' addiction to Harry's scent, and a whole lot of sexual tension that might just snap loose when they decide to spend some time together all on their own.

OKAY! That’s it for now cause I don’t want this post to be too long (oof i’ve read a lot actually). I have Fic Rec June/July Part Two in drafts and im also gonna collect fics that I’ve read on my kindle (its usually above 50k and make a fic rec with them). Stay tuned and follow my blog so you don’t miss it idk <33. 

PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR FEEDBACK ON THIS: I can make: Iconic Fics, My Fav Fics or try and do some themed fic rec. LET ME KNOW IF YOU’D WANT THAT! 

[angrypaperboys]

pillow talk [j.g x reader]

jojo de la guerra x reader

Request: hey girl!! Could you do #9 from the drabble list with race or jojo? thanks a lot!! @thoughtsbycatherine 

@just-go-and-get-her

Sentence:

           “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

Author’s Note:Sooooooo I wanted to try writing for someone different since I do mostly write about Race. This is my first time writing for Jojo so please bear with me, but Jojo is so freaking cute, I thought he deserved something lol.

ALSO THIS IS DEFINETLY NOT DRABBLE RIP.

Trigger Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.6k

Era: Canon / Modern

Genre: Fluff

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A rowdy heard of voices, rang through the Lodging House that Monday evening. You sat in the common room as the volume of the shouts and screams increased. Flipping through the book you were read, you were all too distracted to read a single word. “Can’t a girl get a little peace and quiet around here?” Starring out the window snow started to fall onto the streets of New York. You tried to turn back to the book you were reading once more but all of a sudden you heard an ear splitting crack come from the floor above you. Your eyes widened.

Making a dash up the stairs you found the boys all crowding around your room. Pushing your way through them you entered your bedroom to find Race, Albert and Jojo standing over a huge crack and hole in your floor boards as well as a busted wall. Their faces were flushed with embarrassment. Astonished you starred at them, your mouth gaping wide.

“ How- How is this even possible? Anthony- Albert- Jojo- JACCCCCKKKK!!!!” You screamed for his help.

The older boy came rushing down from the penthouse, Crutchie sluggishly on his tail. “ Boys, clear outta the way.” He said. Jack stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw the broken floor. His hands rubbed his temples in distress. “Racer, Albert, Jojo, how did this even happen?”Crutchie questioned.

“Well wes was just talkin’ bout whos the strongest outta the three of us-“

“If Racer over there didn’t start talkin’ smack bout the two of us maybe-“

“HEY! Youse was the one who shoved me first! Wes all knows I could clock the both of yous out in seconds-”

“Nu uh!” “Yeah huh!”

“Why don’t you try me then!”

Race tackled Albert to the ground and brought Jojo along with him. The screaming you heard from earlier started back up again. “STOP IT!” You yelled at the top of your lungs. The three boys froze in place. Slowly getting up , they put their heads down in shame.

Frazzled, your eyes darted back and forth between the three of them. “Jack, what are we gonna do?” you asked.

Jack sighed, starring at the hole in front of him. “This is gonna take at least a week or two to fix. Y/N, I guess youse just gonna have to find another bed to sleep in for a while. Damn- its freezing in here.” He complained as the wind blew in through the hole in the wall.

Groaning you glared at the three boys in front of you. Where were you going to sleep for these next few weeks?

Jojo saw the look of worry and annoyance on your face. He had always liked you, the first moment you stepped foot into the Lodge, but he never would admit it. You were so sweet and kind to all the boys , and always would ask everyone if they needed help with anything. Guilt crawled up his spine for what he did to your room. I mean it wasn’t totally his fault, but he still felt awful about you not having a place to sleep for the time being.

“ Y/N , if youse wants to, the two of us can share a bed.”

Albert and Race’s ears perked up. Their heads snapping over to Jojo, eyebrows raised.

A smile made its way to your face , causing Jojo’s heart rate to quicken. He gulped. “Quite a gutsy move you made there De La Guerra.” Race whispered and smirked which Jojo responded to with his elbow in his friend’s side.

“Really? You wouldn’t mind?”

“After what I did to your room, it’s the least I could offer.”

A week went by and the rest of the boys noticed your change in relationship with Jojo. The both of you were practically glued to each other’s hip. You never really realized how much you loved spending time with him. Jojo was always such a gentleman and would try to crack jokes to make you laugh. His hair was so soft and fluffy , even after a day of selling papes, his smile was as bright as the sun, oh and those deep chocolate brown eyes-

You could definitely say that you had developed a small crush on him but you didn’t want to admit it. The crush was microscopic. It wasn’t that important.

Jojo had noticed the change in your relationship as well. Your touches would start to linger a little longer than normal or sometimes he would catch you starring at him when you thought he wasn’t looking. One time , he even caught you , Katherine, and Sarah talking about a boy who sounded an awful lot like him. Of course, it ended up with a door being slammed in his face, but it was worth it.

It was night time. The rest of the boys were downstairs playing one last game of poker before bedtime. You and Jojo were laying in his bed , starring up at the bunk above you. Other than the quiet breaths you and Jojo took, the room was so quiet you could practically hear a pin drop.

“Jojo?”

“Yes Y/N?”

“Where do you think we’ll be in ten years?” Having late night conversations about random things was common with the two of you. They were relaxing and fun, they were something that eased you into sleep.

Jojo hummed.

“Hmmm… Jack I feels like would be an artist and move to Santa Fe,” he scoffed “ if that’s even a real place and not just in his head. Katherine, would follow him and continue writing. Crutchie would go with them too… Davey’s probably gonna becomes a teacher or something, cause he’s smart , ya know? Maybe he’ll teach classes about tarantulas.” You laughed and pulled the sheets up.

“ Race and Albert is probably gonna end up in jail for gambling or theft.” You slapped his arm, laughing some more.

“ Come on , be serious Jojo.”

“I cant bes serious, not with those two.” He retorted. Jojo raised one of his eyebrows at you. “ Fine, where do you think Race and Albert will be in ten years?”

“Probably running a casino.”

Jojo gasped “Wow, that was spot on.”

The room went quiet once more. You then spoke up. “ Where do you think the two of us will be in ten years?”

“I…” Jojo started. He hadn’t thought about that yet. He felt his hands start to go clammy, taking a big gulp he said softly and closed his eyes. “ I don’t know, but as long as youse is with me I’ll be okay.”

You couldn’t believe your ears. Not knowing how to react, you shoved Jojo off the bed and he landed on the floor with a thump.

“Ouch! Y/N!?”

You threw his pillow at his face and took yours, covering your own. You didn’t want him to see the red hot blush that spread across your cheeks. Jojo got up and took a step towards the bed. You took your pillow and smacked him.

“NO! DON’T COME CLOSER. YOURE BANISHED FROM SLEEPING ON THIS BED.”

“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

Jojo tried to grab your pillow away from you ,but you refused to show you face and let go. The two of you tossed and turned on the bed. “Y/N , just tell me what’s wrong!”

He finally pried the pillow away from your grasp. Your head was turned to the side. “Y/N…”

Taking your chin , gently , he turned your head to face him.

“You can’t just say romantic stuff like that Jojo, I’ll fall for you more than I already have.”

Jojo was breathless, he had always imagined you saying those words but now that you did , it felt absolutely surreal. His lips landed on yours, kissing you softly and slowly. Your hands found the nape of his neck , deepening the kiss. It was like time had stopped. Arms wrapping around your waist, he pulled you closer , his hands at the small of your back. Your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. You never wanted this moment to end but then Jojo pulled away from you, groaning.

You were alarmed . Were you not a good kisser? Had you done something wrong? “Wh-what is it?”

“Lookie heres, Al.” Race and Albert were leaning against the door frame.

“Yous two continue, as you were. Don’t mind us. We’ll pretend that wes ain’t even here.” Race gave you his signature smirk and winked at you. You and Jojo exchanged a glance.

 Picking up the pillows , the two of you threw them at the boys. Jojo got up and shoved them out of the room locking the door. Race and Albert were taken aback. They started banging on the door.

“De La Guerra , you dick!”

“Where are wes gonna sleep?!”

“You’ll find some place! Ask Finch or Mush!”

Jojo smiled innocently at you. You propped yourself on your forearms, and nodded approvingly.

“They’ll be fine.”

He hovered above you and caught your lips in a kiss once more. For once, you were kinda glad that there was a huge crack in your floor and hole in your wall.

But you’d thank Race and Albert some other time.

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A/N: I write way too much. 

request are open , send me some stuff! I have a few other things im working on , on the way too :)

[tangerinewrites]

DAY 27-28: CAL

11/27-28/2020

wc: 3642

note: i really went off w this one... like im late.. but i went off 

He could imagine how every new student might feel upon arriving on campus for the first time. Sure, the switch from Mahoutokoro, a school in Iwo Jima, to Mokseong, a university in Busan, was not as large as others who could’ve come from Ilvermorny or Hogwarts. But it still felt nerve-wracking to be completely oblivious to his surroundings. The orientations given by the prefects were not exactly the most helpful for him.

He was one of the freshmen who many upperclassmen could spot from a mile away. His eyes were glued to his phone as he walked around campus, cluelessly wandering around until he was able to find his destination. Thankfully, not many people were paying much attention to him being a complete fool, but it still didn’t exactly help him figure out where his class was.

He wanders around the hallways more before he notices someone looking at him from across the hall. “Are you lost?” the someone—a girl—asks as she walks up to him.

He gives a shy laugh when she asks him that question. “Was it obvious?”

“A little, yeah,” she says with a small smile. “Where are you off to? I could help you out.”

“Are you sure?” his voice is filled with concern when he says that. “I don’t want to get you into trouble.”

"It’s okay! I can just say I was helping you out,” she answers her. “Answer my question though.”

"Oh! Right!” He’s a little flustered after the realization but he continues to go along with it. He hands the phone over to her. “It’s for Potions? It’s probably somewhere really obvious, but I’m a freshman so I’m kinda new to everything.

She takes a look at his phone and makes an “Ah” noise before handing him his phone back. “I actually had the same class last year! Let me lead you there.”

Not wanting there to be an awkward silence as they head on their way, Cal decides to get some small talk from the other. Some people seem to hate that method of trying to get rid of the awkwardness, but Cal didn’t. He’d rather talk to someone than to no one at all. “So… is Professor Jung nice?” he asks. “I thought I should ask, because you said you had her before.”

He watches her visibly think of how to answer his question. “Kind of? She’s strict and kinda scary, but she’s really smart and knows a lot about magic.” She shrugs. “I don’t know. I don’t really have to talk to her as much because I’m in Geumseong.”

Cal perks up. “Oh, for real? I am, too!” he says excitedly. “I guess we’ll be seeing each other more from now on, huh?”

When he shows his excitement, the other girl couldn’t help but giggle at him and it’s a laugh that automatically brings a smile to his face. “You’re adorable,” she responds. “Yeah! I guess we’ll be seeing each other.”

When they arrive at the front of the class, he doesn’t go in just yet. Though he acknowledges the fact that he’s late, he wasn’t going to leave without knowing who the other girl was. “I’m Kangmin! But I go by Cal. It’s short for Calvin.” He offers his hand for her to shake. “You?”

“Sojin. But you can call me Anais,” she says with a smile, shaking the hand he offered to her. As they both let go, she begins to go on her way. “Better get in there quick. Professor Jung is probably not too happy to see you coming late.”

“Oh! Shit-” his curse comes out in a whisper as he turns his foot and hurriedly walks into the classroom.

“You look a little distracted.”

When Anais calls him out on that, he immediately gets his attention back from gazing at Haejin and he feels his face go red when he realizes that he’s made it obvious enough for the other to point out. “Was I being obvious?” he asks, concern filling his tone.

“A little, yeah,” she responds with a grin. She scoots in closer to him at the table they sat together on the castle grounds. “So? Who is it! Who does little Cal have his eye on?”

“Don’t be so loud about it!” he says with a shy tone, but that doesn’t seem to wipe off the smile on her face. He brings his voice to a whisper. “Park Haejin. He’s a freshman in Toseong.”

“Ooh! I’ve seen him before! He’s cute! Kinda sexy, too.” She wiggles her eyebrows. “Are bad boys your type?”

“Wh- No! That’s not-” He finds himself getting even more embarrassed, so he takes a deep breath to calm down. Curse Anais for teasing him this way. “I don’t like him in that way. I used to be his friend back when we were kids. We were super close, but then I moved to the States.” When he thinks about America, he tries his best not to let his mind wander around that subject too much. “He is- was really important to me. So I can’t help but like… wonder how he’s doing and stuff.”

After hearing his explanation, she pouts. “Aw… I’m sorry, Cal,” she says before reaching out for his hand to give it a comforting rub. “Why don’t you two try to reconnect? Do you have some classes together? Clubs, even?”

“We’re in Transfiguration, DADA, and Duelling, I think?” he recounts. “And we do have a few classes together. I don’t know. Sometimes, he doesn’t really seem interested in me.”

“You don’t know that for sure, though,” she continues consoling him. “It’s been years since y’all have talked, right? Sure, some things might’ve changed about him, but he could still be the same boy you’ve known before.”

“Mm… maybe,” he says with a shrug and a sigh.

“Maybe you could start studying with him?” she suggests. “You’re super smart in your classes, right? You guys could be able to help each other out or something, assuming he’s also smart.”

When Cal hears the idea, he starts to consider it just a little. Mainly because not only would be a benefit for the both of them academically, he could also take it as an opportunity to reconnect with the other again. “You know what? That doesn’t sound too bad of an idea,” he responds with a big smile. “Yeah! I’ll do it!”

The response makes the other smile “When you both get married, make sure to invite me.”

"OH my GOD, ANNIE.”

Cal hasn’t really experienced much jealousy. Well, at least before this.

When the boy started noticing that Anais began to hang out with him less, he couldn’t help but be a little upset about it. Maybe not a little, since the person she’s been hanging out with the most out of everyone is Kang mother-fucking Levi. He has a lot of grievances with the boy. One being the fact that after he essentially confessed his feelings for him and was convinced that the both of them were a thing, he was only proven to be wrong when he sees him hanging around Anais after that.

Rather than getting mad at her, considering the fact that she was his friend, he instead found himself being frustrated with the other boy. Whenever he saw them together, he felt his previous good mood turn sour. It felt uncomfortable to watch them be so… romantic with each other.

“I really don’t see why you have such a problem with him, Cal,” she responds to him after he makes an ugly facial expression at the mention of him.

“I don’t know. Maybe because he’s such an asshole and you clearly deserve someone better?” he responds in a sassy tone before he huffs. “Seriously? You’re gonna date that asshole over literally anyone else?

“Who would you rather me be with then?” she asks the boy. “If not him, then who?”

He shrugs. “Literally anyone but him.”

The girl sighs and shakes her head. “Calvin, you’re ridiculous.”

“Why are you calling me that?” he asks with a pout.

“Why are you being such a child about this?” she asks, putting her hands on her hips as she looks up at him.

Cal groans. “I’m leaving,” he says before he turns his heel to leave the room.

“You’re being very immature!” she yells after him leaving.

There were times where Cal found himself glancing at Anais’s lips more than he normally would. Sometimes while she was talking, he’d unconsciously glance at them from time to time before getting a hold of himself. Back when she and Levi were a thing, he’d always wondered what it’d be like to have those lips on his. Not for any specific reason, really. It’s just simply because of the fact that he liked how they looked. Sure, he thought about them from time to time, but friends have thoughts like that…

Right?

Cal’s been kissed plenty of times in the past. Hell, his lips have even been touched by KANG LEVI of all people. He’s been kissed for platonic, romantic, and sexual reasons and he could tell the difference between all three.

A lot of realizations happen in this moment as he’s making out with her in this moment. He definitely has thought about kissing Anais in the sexual way before, but he wasn’t really aware of it until now as they’re kissing in the Geumseong dorm halls. Not only that, but her lips felt very soft against his.

And this was obviously a given, but she was a really good kisser. One who really knew how to use her tongue.

He mentally curses at himself when he feels his dick twitch from how hot this was. And it was definitely obvious that Anais felt something too, given the fact that she pulsl away from him and smirks as her hands move down to his crotch, her fingers touching him ever so slightly. “Looks like someone’s been excited for this, huh?” she asks teasingly. “You could’ve just asked me to kiss you if you’ve been holding in this much excitement for this long.”

“Annieee!” he whines from underneath her, only to interrupt himself with a moan as she starts to palm him.

“Am I wrong?” she asks, continuing the motion as she watches the boy fall apart because of her. She leans in to whisper in his ear, making Cal senses heighten just from the distance closing more as time passes. “I think the both of us know what you really want. Just say the words and I’ll do it for you.”

He’s speechless at this point, only thinking about the pleasure that the girl was giving him. But even with that said, she had a point: they did know what he want. And with how this was going, all Cal wanted was for it to progress.

"Please,” he starts, his voice coming out desperate as he says that. “Do whatever you want to me. I want you now.”

She smiles as she uses her other hand to pat his blue hair. “Good boy~ I knew you couldn’t resist,” she says warmly. She moves both her hands away from him, later using one to grab his hand. “Let’s go to my room then, hm? We can continue this from there.”

Though he was whining without her touch, his eyes suddenly light up as she says the last sentence. “Really? We’re going to do this?” he asks excitedly.

Her smile grows into a grin as she watches his reaction. “You’re so excitable. Little spitfire.” She goes on her toes to get better eye contact with him. “I’m going to call you Calcifer. Is that okay?”

The sound of that nickname sounds like music to his ears, especially with the fact that it came from her. Cal alone was already a nickname, but the fact that they both had their own nicknames for each other made Cal feel special. “Okay!” he beams. “I’m your Calcifer.”

She leans in to give him soft kiss on the lips, which is funny considering the situation they were in right now. “Only mine, okay? No one can call you that.”

After she says that, she pulls him into her room as soon as they arrive at her door. After making sure that her dorm mate wasn’t there, she closes the door behind her before leading him to her bed, pushing him to fall onto it before climbing on top of him. It was one thing to see Anais take authority in any situation she’s in, but it was another to be able to experience it for himself.

She kisses him hungrily, making him kiss her back with the same force before pulls away to take off his shirt. As soon as it’s off, she begins to kiss her way down from his jawline to his nipples. He tries his best to crane his neck so that he could see what she was doing before he feels the need to throw his head back as she begins to play around with one of them by using her tongue.

After some time, she stops playing around with them to look at him as she unbuckles the belt on his jeans before popping the button. As she slides, the pants down, she looks up at him with a devilish smile. “Look at you, Calcifer,” she teases as she stares at his erection through his briefs. “You’re so easy to rile up. So hard for me already.”

His face had already been red because of all that was happening, but the comment definitely makes him try to cover his face before holds out to grab his arm.

“Hey.. don’t do that,” she says softly. “You look so pretty like this. I want to see all your pretty faces, Calcifer.”

Such a comment is enough to make him pout, but he follows the other’s orders as he puts his hands back to his side. “Are you going to touch me?” he asks.

“Is that what you want me to do?”

He nods his head.

“Then of course I am,” she says with a smile before she brings his pants down to the ground. As she moves her way off the bed to kneel onto the ground next to it, she pulls the other’s briefs down from his position. “Sit up, baby.” When he does as he’s told, the girl is able to slide off the briefs easily. Immediately, she wraps her hand around his cock and he shudders from the feeling of her fingers. She eyes him as she begins to move her hand up and down his length, gaining a song of needy moans coming from his mouth.

“Shit, Annie.” The comment makes her laugh.

“You’re so cute,” she replies, smiling the moment she hears him whine. She suddenly slows down the pace, making him whimper at the loss of her touch even if it was just for a few seconds. But it doesn’t take her long before she moves her head forward so that she could press a kiss to his tip, later licking the precum leaking off of it. She smirks at him before she moves her head down to begin sucking on his cock, moving her head down further as she did so.

Overwhelmed by pleasure, especially with how her mouth felt all around him, he gasps before he loudly moans. “Fuck, please, Annie,” he moans, throwing his head back as a reaction to what she was doing him. She was making him feel so good that he wondered to himself why didn’t he get to do this with her before? After all, it’s been a year since they’ve first met each other. But if there was anything he knew about Anais, he knew that sticking around with her would give him a chance to see what was also up her sleeve.

And if she was going to fill the dominant role in this mutual agreement of being friends with benefits, he was definitely fine with this becoming regular for them.

Her pace goes quicker and so does the feeling of her tongue against his dick. With how tonight was going, he felt himself very much unable to handle it any longer. “Annie, I’m so close,” he warns. “Please let me come. Please.”

At the mention of that, she quickly moves her head away from his mouth before letting her thumb play around with his sensitive tip. “Hm? And why should I?” she asks with a devious smile. “Surely you can come up with reasons on why you deserve to come, Calcifer.”

He whines loudly. “Annie, please. I’m so desperate!” he whines, feeling his thighs shake as he tries his best to control it because of her words. “If I hold it in any longer, it’ll be too much. Please.”

She shakes her head as she continues to tease him, making him look at her desperately at this point.

“Mommy, please.”

She immediately perks at the sound of the pet name. “What did you just call me?” she asks him for clarification.

His face gets red. “I’m not gonna say it again! It’s embarrassing-”

“Say it again, Calvin.”

She prepares to continue with the teasing before he whines aloud. “Mommy!” he says, sounding close to tears as he says that.

When she hears him say it again, she couldn’t help but giggle “How cute~” she teases. “Okay, baby. You can come. Just because you said it so cutely.”

After being given the go, he releases immediately, following on his backside as he tries to catch his breath from how overwhelming everything felt for him. He pants as he tries to catch his breath, looking up at Anais, now standing up straight. It felt a little embarrassing to know that he was practically the only one fully naked in this situation while she pleased him like he asked.

“How do you feel?” she asks with a smile.

“I feel good,” he answers with a nod. He then decides to sit up straight so that he could be able to talk to the other. “But what about you? You need to have some fun, too.”

“Oh,” she responds. She shakes her head and throws her hand forward to make a limp wrist motion. “Nah, it’s fine. I can take care of that myself.”

He shakes his head as he uses whatever strength he had in him to push himself up to go up to her. “No. I want to make you feel good too.”

There’s a silence that follows after he says that, but it’s interrupted after Anais smiles at him. “Okay. You can help make me feel good then, Calcifer,” she says as she pulls him in for a kiss. “And I can teach you how to.”

Though he was a little exhausted, he nods excitedly. “Okay. I’ll do anything you tell me to.”

It was always the same. He would be in the body of eleven year old boy waking up in the hospital wing, looking to his side to see no cards or gifts left for him despite the fact that he got into some trouble with the resident bullies. Not even a single person he had run into had come to visit him. But the longer he looks at that clean table, it turns into a hole in which he can look inside of.

Inside the hole was the bathroom of that boy’s dorm, but the whole scene was black and white. The boy would stare longingly at the mirror in front of him as he watched the mirror as it etched the words in “black” paint:

“THE WORLD DOESN’T NEED YOU.

EVERYONE WOULD BE FINE IF YOU WERE GONE.”

And as the words dripped onto the mirror, the entire view would turn from black to red.

At this point, he’d wake up.

Cal had experienced these nightmares before. It’s not like it’s the first time they’ve made an appearance, as he’s seen these dreams since his second year of Mahoutokoro. Even though he knows how it goes every time and he shouldn’t be as shaken up by it, he couldn’t help but be so affected by it. If anything, it just proves how ironic it was. Here he was, acting as if he had moved on from the events that triggered such nightmares, only to be proven wrong every other night he gets them.

He doesn’t notice how loud his gasp was until he hears audible groaning coming from next to him. Fuck. That’s right. He just hooked up with Anais tonight and he didn’t feel like going back to his dorm. Thankfully it doesn’t wake her up. Perhaps the groaning came from something else then.

The longer he looks at her sleeping peacefully (or at least that’s what he assumes), he finds himself calming down. A lot of movies he’s watched in the past liked to make a scene like this seem romantic. Of course, there were the cynical who would point out how the idea of watching someone sleep was alarming or creepy. But he thinks, in this context, he wasn’t being creepy. Or at least he hopes he’s not.

Not that he wanted it to seem like he was looking at her in a romantic light. It was just a thought. He was looking at her in the most platonic way possible.

As he finally calms down, he tries his best to lie back down and close his eyes before convincing himself to eventually fall asleep a few minutes later. Before he drifted off, a thought appeared in his head of how he hoped that the girl next to him wouldn’t leave his side. He couldn’t feign the feeling of being perfectly fine on his own, let alone a close friend like her.

Yeah. A close friend.

[artificialqueens]

The Best Years Of Our Lives (Trixya/Pearlet) Ch. 6 - Athena

A/N: Hi guys! Sorry if you guys saw my melodramatic ask, I had a moment. I can be a little extra at times. But, I’m gonna keep writing this. Also, sorry for the lack of Pearlet, I promise you that it is coming in the next chapter

Trigger warning: Alcohol usage / Throwing up 

Once the girls made it back to the residence hall, Trixie heard several voices coming from the inside of her room. Violet, Pearl, Fame, and Kim were all sitting on the floor with a bottle of rum, a bottle of whiskey, and other various colorful liquids in different shaped bottles in the middle of them.

“Close the fucking door!” Pearl hissed.

“Wait, didn’t you hate a date tonight with a Tinder bro?” Kim questioned.

“Um, well, he was awful. I left without saying a word and went straight to Katya’s room. Anyway, this guy talked about his mom, and his Pomeranians—”

Katya interrupted. “Also, she said he was sweaty and smelled like feet.”

“Yup, smelled like feet, and asked me about how many children I wanted to have, and complimented my child-bearing hips.”

“Also, apparently, he talked about his ex, who left him because of his addiction to World of Warcraft, and lack of passion in the bedroom.”

“It was actually League of Legends.”

“Who cares, they’re both terrible,” Kim said.

Fame raised an eyebrow. “Wow. That’s… That’s… an experience.”

Katya and Trixie joined the circle on the floor.

Katya grabbed the bottle of vodka. “May I?”

“Of course,” Violet said. She handed Katya a bottle of cranberry juice. “Want a chaser?”

Katya chugged. “Please. I don’t do chasers.” Katya passed the bottle to Trixie.

“Why the hell not?” Trixie took a swig of the vodka and immediately regretted it. The alcohol was overwhelming, causing her to temporarily forgot how to swallow. Her throat burned as the liquid eventually made its way down her throat.

Trixie took a giant gulp of the juice that was handed to her. “Do people actually like the taste of alcohol?”

Fame laughed. “Nope. Most people just pretend to like it. But we have this, too if you wanna try it? It won’t taste like alcohol, not much anyway. It’s a good first drink to have.” She poured a bottle filled with blue liquid into a cup mixed with lemonade.

Trixie took a cup from Fame. She was right, she could vaguely feel the burn of alcohol, but to her, it tasted like blue popsicles. “This is great!”

“Pace yourself,” Violet warned. “The most dangerous drinks are the ones that taste good.”

“I have an idea!” Kim chimed in. “Let’s play never have I ever. I have nothing to lose because I haven’t done anything.”

“How do you play?”

“You put up ten fingers, and then you say something you haven’t done, like ‘never have I ever murdered a man in cold blood,’ and if you’ve done it, you put a finger down,” Katya explained.

“I’ll go first!” Kim said. “Never have I ever had a boyfriend.”

Pearl and Fame put a finger down.

“Okay, Violet you go.”

“Never have I ever… Hmm. Never have I ever—wait, nope, I’ve done that. Never have I ever been black-out drunk.”

Both Pearl and Katya put a finger down.

“Fame?”

“Never have I ever… smoked weed.”

Pearl and Katya put a finger down.

“Katya?”

“Never have I ever been tied up or tied someone up for sex.”

Violet put a finger down. “What? It’s fun. Maybe you should try it sometime.”

As the game progressed, Trixie felt the alcohol going to her head, and fast. She didn’t care. The alcohol made her whole body feel warm.  

 “Trixie, your turn.”

“Never have I ever been in a relationship.”

Everyone but Kim put a finger down.

“My turn again,” Kim said. “Never have I ever kissed a girl.”

Trixie hesitated as she put a finger down. She noticed that everyone but Kim put a finger down.

“Fame?” Katya questioned.

“There was a night where Violet and I got a little drunk. Pearl, you’re lucky. She’s a good kisser.”

“I know.”

“Trixie? Who?” Kim’s tone was skeptical.

Trixie hesitated as she looked at Katya. “I don’t kiss and tell.”  She looked over at Katya who made no reaction.

The game continued until Violet put her tenth finger down. Trixie was definitely past the buzzed stage, and was onto the full-on drunk stage. At this point, she wasn’t sure how many drinks she had. She knew it was more than two, but less than five. Everything was funny to her, and she laughed so hard that she had to lay down on the floor.

“Now what?” Violet asked.

Fame picked up an empty bottle of cranberry juice. “Spin the bottle?”

Katya snorted. “Please Fame, this isn’t high school.”

Trixie sat up. “I’m down.”

“I’m not. I’ll watch you guys,” Kim said moving to the bed.

“Vi, you go first!”

Violet spun. It landed on Fame.

“Hey, bae,” Fame said. They learned in for a peck on the lips. They both laughed and pulled back.

Fame went next. Katya.

“C’mere, baby,” Katya said jokingly.

As Trixie watched the two of them kiss, she felt a hint of jealousy. She pushed the feeling aside, knowing full well she had no right to be jealous.

Katya went next. It landed on Trixie, whose inhibitions were almost nonexistent. She looked at Katya with lust in her eyes as she pulled her in for a kiss. Trixie had never been so aggressive while making out with Katya, who kissed back with the same amount of passion. Eventually they broke away.

Everyone was staring at them.

“Whoa,” Pearl said.

“Someone’s had too much alcohol,” Katya said making an “Are you serious?” face at Trixie.

“Ew, did you get red lipstick on me?” Trixie questioned. “You know I hate that.”

“Wait. You guys have done this before?” Kim said getting up from the bed.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity fuck, Trixie thought.

“She means when I kiss her on the cheek! Right Trixie?”

“Yes! She always gets her lipstick on my cheek and it ruins my makeup. It’s the worst. Anyway, whose turn is it next?”

Violet looked at her and raised an eyebrow, which caused Trixie glare in return. She grabbed her phone, and had a very difficult time texting.

To: Vi Ill takl to u bout it in later

At this point, Trixie was so drunk that she couldn’t text. Violet waited a turn before texting her back.

From: Vi Jfc, that was kinda hot. Dont worry, you just looked like a sloppy drunk. Katya came thru with that save tho. Your Tinder date story was so extra

To: Vi It was fun thooooooo. Bsides im an extra person, yuo kno this. Lolololol. Atl east im not boring

From: Vi Whatever you say…

There was a knock at the door.

“Fuck,” Violet said, shoving as many bottles under the bed as possible.

“R.A.,” she heard Alyssa call.

“I forgot about their rounds,” Kim whispered, who was clearly panicking.

Pearl smacked her arm. “Don’t look guilty.”

Trixie put a bottle behind her back. “Just a sec!”

“I’m coming in!” Alyssa said opening the door.

She looked around the room. “Jesus, ladies could you be any louder? Manila said she could hear you from her end of the hall.” Alyssa looked around the room and locked eyes with a bottle that hadn’t made it under the bed and raised an eyebrow.

Panicked eyes shot amongst the girls. 

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. You’re lucky it’s so late and I really don’t feel like filing six underage drinking reports for all of you. Don’t you dare get cute and try this again.” Alyssa shut the door.

The girls unanimously decided it’d be best to stop drinking, and eventually decided to watch a movie on Trixie’s laptop. During the movie, Violet and Pearl weren’t paying much attention. They were on the corner of Kim’s bed making out, whispering things in each other’s ear. Trixie could have sworn they took it further, since they both had a blanket over themselves. 

“Get a fucking room,” Katya said, shielding her eyes.

At this point, Trixie could barely unlock her phone. But, she attempted to text Violet, not noticing that she had sent the text the wrong person.

To: Fame viiiiiiii jfc ur goin harder than me ad katya we’re the other nite. its kidna hot tbh

Fame looked at her phone with wide eyes.

From: Fame this def isn’t vi. What? you and Katya? wtf??????

As she read the text, Trixie was mortified she put her hands over her mouth.

Shit. This is bad. Fuck. Goddammit. Why did I think drinking was such a good idea? At least Fame’s drunk too, maybe she’ll forget.

 To: Fame gurl pls, I ment like when we kissed

From: Fame I dont rly believe you but I guess ill just ignore this and forget I ever saw it. Deleting the texts now

Before Trixie could text back, she suddenly felt sick to her stomach. She ran into the bathroom that she shared with two girls she had never spoken to. The only communication with them was through messages written on dry erase markers on the bathroom mirror. As she ran into the bathroom, she hoped to God one of her suitemates wasn’t in the bathroom already.

Thankfully, there was no one, and Trixie made it to the toilet. Her throat burned as all the contents in her stomach came up. The alcohol burnt her throat and nose. As she was bent over the toilet, she felt someone pull her hair back. After she was finally done, Trixie noticed that the toilet was now a bright blue color. She wiped her mouth and flushed the toilet.

She looked up and saw Katya. Trixie laid down on the nice, cool floor.

“Trixie?”

Trixie groaned in response. Katya helped her get out of the bathroom. Once she was out of the bathroom, Trixie flopped onto her bed. 

“Katyaaaaa,” she whined. “Come cuddle with me.”

Katya hesitantly laid on the bed with Trixie and stroked her hair.

“I love you,” Trixie sat up from the bed. “Like I really love you. Katya, can we tell them? Can we, can we, can we?”

“I think we better wait until you’re not drunk off your ass. You’re gonna probably–”

“Tell us what?” Fame questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“Me and Katya had sex, and it was really good.”

This finally made Pearl and Violet stop. Pearl stared at Trixie for a few seconds before saying, “Well, shit.” 

[theinfamoussons]

Shads’ UFS

1.18.14

If you swallowed your pride, you would choke to death. Disclaimer: ...This survey was made at midnight and beyond. Viewer discretion is fucking advised. 1.) Your fist has to be inserted into the ass of a Pokemon. Which, and why?lopunny because i just beat her in beer pong. she clearly won the bet 2.) What is one song you wouldn't be caught dead listening to?fuck. maybe brokencyde and all that? but i jammed that in 08. i wouldn't really be embarrassed by anything, i guess. call the docta, i'm a monsta. (already wasted) 3.) What will your face tattoo be for Summer 2014?LOVE IT. literally just a pot leaf, small. next to my right eye. 4.) Best "out of mood" set of titties you can think of? (Guy and Girl)wow. this requires some serious concentration.....AH CANDY KONG for sure. if deeks wasn't my bro... if deeks wasn't my fucking bro. for a guy, i'll say wers. there's definitely some fat ass pokemon i'm missing, but i'll stick with my grandson. globes gets an honorable mention 5.) Lickitung grabs you with his toungue, and you are dragged to the depths of a baseball game. Literally, to an underground rape chamber. Amidst the commotion of Tentacruel's tentacles nearly knocking you unconscious, you notice there are three girls (name them), and two guys (name them). Well, you notice that the first girl you named is in front of you (you can see her ass), and you realize you can save her from tentacruel's wrath by shoving your dick up her ass. Do you do it? Also, during the session, you realize that Machamp is vigorously pumping his rather veiny penis. As you are all swung around, you realize that as you let out your screams from being raped, droplets of Machamp's sperm go in your mouth. The second guy will now get raped by Machamp, unless you want to take it from Machamp to save him. Do you?the sad thing is, i'm CERTAIN shit like this actually goes down. that's just horrible, not gonna lie. the three girls are clearly fifi, fairy bomber, and rosalina. the guys are monte and jet. i would have to consider the pros and cons of saving fifi by fucking her in the ass, but eventually i'm pretty sure i'd do it out of the goodness of my heart. and jet...? machamp can fuck him. i love the kid to death, but i'm pretty sure he'd enjoy it a little anyways. 6.) Alright, big boy. Number these scenario's from "most likely to do" to least likely. a.) Lean, shoulder first, into a girl, and slowly begin to rub her shoulders until you reach her tits, and give them a squeeze.b.) Go behind a girl, and slowly grind with her, getting extremely sexual and then easily squeezing her cheeks.c.) Lifting up a girls shirt, sucking her nips and then quickly run like hell before she has a chance to react.d.) Pretend to "accidentally" elbow a girl in the face, and then romantically pick her up and ask her if she's okay, giving her a magical look in the eyes, allowing you to make a move.e.) Bringing her a drink, then spilling it on her, and offering to rub it away with your hands.f.) Smacking a girl's ass for no reason and go in for a feel. b, a, f, e, c(?), d 7.) "Molestor Mode Engage" You see a kind-of young looking girl from across the stadium, no idea what mood she's from. She flashes you and reveals a decent sized chest, and does a quick sexy dance, and blows a kiss and laughs. However, she is lost amongst the crowd. Do you go after the unknown young girl, or play it safe incase it's some kind of trap?charge like there's no fucking tomorrow 8.) Globes is ejaculating nutella, and you realize that a couple of Fan Characters are massaging/sucking his ballsack. Describe how you would go about either ending, or joining in, on this orgy.since they're fc's, they must be dope as fuck. damn, this is so hard to think about in a sober state of mind. if i was stoned out of my mind, maybe i wouldn't notice globes' smell so i could just go to town on one of the girls. but that means i'd technically have been in an orgy with globes. let's go with no for this one. 9.) You realize it's gonna be one of those nights. Your blurred vision slowly reveals Mogul in the nude. He's ripped, and he has a girl that you care about held hostage. In this biazarre situation he demands that you must abuse her, or he'll rape the shit out of you. Would you take it from Mogul to save the girl, or abuse the girl to save your ass?well, it's someone i care about right? goodbye to my asshole. wait, why's he ripped? no need shads. 10.) Just as Quagmire met his match, there will always be a bitch crazier than you. If you were in a situation where a girl was going hard as fuck on you (Streching your asshole, bending your nipples, yanking your dick, fisting your ass, tying and cutting off your circulation, etc...) how would you save yourself?i wouldn't. there's a very small portion of myself, repressed in the depths of my asshole, that would absolutely love it 11.) Name the worst kisser out of these: Daisy, Noki, Dixie, Bellossomi was like, who the fuck's "noe-kee?" but noki! (kid, you're a molestor). i'm gonna say bellossom. here's my reasoning. daise is probably #10 on this survey, i can't even think about doing ANYTHING with noki because that's fucking weird, and dixies got them nigga lips. so piks' whore 12.) What do you think is reasonable behavior when you get caught in a lie when you're talking to a girl?fess up. they'll find out regardless. if there's anything i've learned in my life, it's just man up to your shit and brace for impact a.) Whip it out and make some creamb.) Laugh it off and quickly change the subjectc.) Slap her in the face and hump her on the groundd.) Bring up some blackmail you have of here.) Man up and accept the lief.) Pretend to get a phone call and slowly walk away that's awkwud. let's order this, shall we.e if it's a serious relationship, if notd, f, c, b, a. actually i'd probably do all of those in that order. (i fucking died at c) 13.) If you were physically Machop, and Machop was you, would you still go hard and try to get girls? I mean, you're fucking Machop. But you still think the same...damn, this may be the hardest question so far. maybe, but i'd probably go after 5-6's instead of 9-10's. idk it would be grabs. maybe i'd commit suicide 14.) For whatever reason, nidoqueen wants you to eat her out. She is letting you choose hershey syrup, vanilla ice cream, honey mustard, or nutella as a complementary lubricatorial ingredient. Which do you choose? Give a little description of your sexual - bringing process as you slowly drive the three hundrer pound beast of a woman to a pleasing orgaIsm.first, DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. second, why's there so many typos you chubby chaser? this is honestly THE single most fucked up scenario i've ever placed myself in, in my entire life. vanilla ice cream. if anyone picks honey mustard i'm gonna fuckign SHOOT MSYELF AHH NOW IM DOIONG TYPOS 15.) If you saw a Pichu take a quick small dump in someone's drink at a baseball game, would you tell them? Or let em slurp the rock?i'm staying the fuck out of the pokemon mood. let 'em slurp unless they're one of the very few people i truly care about. that shit is funny as fuck 16.) "I don't know where ya goin' but do you got room for one more troubled soul?" You hear Falco say to you. You must be extremely fucking wasted, because you have an erection at his voice and the sight of his birdly swagger. (You realize you can't get any girls for that night...) How would you use Falco to get quick relief while still (somewhat) keeping your dignity?how the absolute fuck do you expect me to answer this? maybe i'd just picture him fucking krystal and jack off 17.) What's a memory that, no matter what has happened or will happen, always brings you to a calm and serene state of mind?ignoring the previous question/my answer, this is on a very serious note. just the fact that memories of things--most things--are always there, and even if things or people change, you always have those memories fall back on. and sometimes it helps you realize things may not be that different. i see the words "Tiny" and "blows a load" in the question below this and can't take life seriously. i guess just living in the past a little sometimes makes me calm, but then coming back to reality is bittersweet. i don't know. 18.) Your head is grabbed and forcibly shoved to Tiny (from the crash mood)'s cock and he blows a load in your mouth. You immediately go to spit, but you realize you're in Bomber territory and if you spit, you will be killed on the spot. You have to run across the stadium while gurgling Tinys cum. Would you be able to last, or would you spit and have Ninja B end your summer?if it was to save my life, i'd try to gurgle. well not gurgle. just not spit. lmfao. but if i was shitfaced as it was, or just reacting to instincts, i'd spit immediately and be killed. baseball games are starting to sound less appealing 19.) Zebes offers you to hang with him at the next baseball game. Describe which girl you would bring along for the trip, and how you would dress/act around the big Z and Donks.ahh. i'd bring someone hot as fuck, but well behaved. krystal fits the bill. i'd dress and act normal, but not gonna lie, i'd try a little bit harder with everything. cuz why not. it's zebes and donks. come on. also i wouldn't get incredibly fucked up, because i'd make an ass of myself. 20.) Geodude has molested Jigglypuff, and you see her on the floor, nearly deflated and covered in sperm. You go down to give her some words of advice, and find that she gets a second wind and wants to fuck you. Taking note of her round and puffy physique, and the fact that you're in public at the baseball game, you...accept. maybe kick her in the teeth though, she's covered in geodude's sperm, that's fucking grimy. yeah, i definitely wouldn't accept thinking about it now 21.) You see an extremely attractive girl from the back and want to get her in the bag. You walk over and realize that she is you in female form... how do you give it to yourself?definitely in the ass because i wouldn't want to see my face. 22.) It is a baseball game near the end of Summer 2014... the clock is just about striking 3:00 AM. You inexplainably have large gauges (half-dollar size), and you notice a group of EXTREMELY hot FC's approaching, and they say they'll only do lines with, and fuck you, if you spit Scourge's semen into their mouths. This means that you'll have to transfer it from your mouth to theirs, (keep in mind at this point you've been drinking for hours and feel like death)... would you go through with the challenge?yep. literally no hesitation with this for whatever reason. probably just because this will actually happen. it's actually sad how realistic this is. 23.) This question is completely... just different from the rest. Try to take it seriously. Basically, you overhear Aiai and his gang getting racially harassed from some Brawl Trolls... would you get involved? Or just walk by and pretend you didn't hear anything?oh i'd fuck up those brawl trolls. i'd call them out in a heart beat, because aiai doesn't deserve that shit. the trolls are probably retarded and fat anyways. but even if they weren't (fat ass chance) there's still no excuse to start shit with someone like aiai. always stick up for my nigga. 24.) Out of these various events, name one that is enough to bring you to your senses, (even if you're completly shitfaced)a.) Globes rip's ass within 5 feet of youb.) Some puss from Olimar's pimple he just popped lands on your armc.) A Bomber's head flies through the warm night, nearly too fast to be seen, still screamingd.) You hear a girl scream as if she's seen a ghost b, a, d, c (that's how often i expect c to happen.) 25.) Generally, are you one to go along the crowd at high-energy situations? For example, if a good friend of yours was passed out, and you noticed people doing the usual antics of permanent marker, etc. But then they take it a step further and break out the tattoo machine, and even sprinkle a little piss or shit on him, would you defend his honor/join in/or just watch?damn. if they were like a good friend, i'd want to help them. sincerely. but 1) if i'm really fucked up i'd probably think it's hysterical 2) i'd just be happy it's not me 3) let's be honest. i'd join in. i'd probably start it though. to answer the original question, i totally go along with the crowd. but i start what the crowd is doing if that makes sense. 26.) What type of partier would you define yourself as? And to make it more interesting, pick ANY guy and ANY girl of your choosing, and define them as well from the following types: i.) 'The Big Sho' - #1 Big cheese. You wander around without a single fear, always socializing, never afraid to look anyone in the eyes, you scope out nearly every large gathering at the stadium and look for the freshest of meat.ii.) 'Silent But Crazy' - You party hard and in the shadows. Roaming around, you're never in one place for too long unless you've found a girl or some ridicuolously crazy shit going down.iii.) 'Thug' - You basically have mad swag, and display it through exaggerated forms of dance, walk and bravado. It's as if there are always camera's rolling on you, and even a simple laugh could be a movie scene to you.iiii.) 'The Energizer' - You are insane. You're loud as hell, always flailing around, screaming when the crowd screams, always yelling to people, pushing, shoving, drinking and dancing.v.) 'Casual' - You are a casual attendee. There are some games where you legitamtely watch the baseball game, and have conversations with your friends. Every blue moon, you may make a trip to get a standard snack or drink. After the game, you always go right home.vi.) 'Missionary' - You are always on some type of extremely specific mission, and pay absolutely no mind to anyone or anything that doesn't have to do with your business. Whether it be exchanging, buying, or doing something specific.vii.) 'Good Boy' - You are one of the few. But they are there. Most wear the 'Staff' badge proudly displayed on their clothes. You stand by, and watch and inspect the crowd to make sure everyone is safe. You can coordinate medical help if an emergency breaks out, you keep a watchful eye over the stadium at all times, and pick up any trash you see.viii.) 'Smogger' - You're a smogger. Meaning, you set yourself up in one place, and you don't leave. Be it your bong, your tobacco, cigar, drinks, you are rather stationary and are focused on ingesting your products of choice, and only go to the bathroom for sexual or throw-up related purposes.viiii.) 'Troublemaker' - No one likes these kind of people. These people are the essence of people like Dingo, who parade around, looking to piss people off for no reason. Be it punching someone in the head, spiking a drink, stealing a wallet, you're out to take advantage and make fun of people. i'm the perfect mix of the big sho and missionary, for sure. i'm a bit of a thug too. i'll say becky is a mix of energizer, the missionary, and there's some big sho in there. and instantly, lanky is the definition of a fucking smogger 27.) Name a mood, if any, where you would never tap a girl no matter how hot she was. sticks 28.) Do you NEED to drink/smoke to have a good time at a baseball game? from the few times (twice maybe?) i've been sober at baseball games, i've still had fun. it was just really awkward and i had to preoccupy myself with something else. you're reeeally fucking missing out if you stay sober 29.) Name some factors which decide that a seemingly harmless and fun time has turned into a very dangerous situation that you need to escape.it's sad that alot of these factors i'm about to name happen frequently. i'd say a serious brawl happening right next to you, bonus points for blood or pieces of glass. also when a serious drug is out, like the boundary's been crossed. i've responded pretty poorly in the past. but i remember being already in the fucked up state of mind and trying to hear my conscience over the music and people yelling. this is a story for another time though. what else? probably in general when i'm making my way through the bombers/eggs/gang territory. basically, if i'm not absolutely fucked up, i'm terrified. i remember being stoned thinking "what's wrong with this?" i almost died that night. good times. 30.) The morning after a crazy fucking party... what do you usually do to deal with the pain?hit the blunt my nigga 31.) If you are chilling with a friend who you know isn't a fan of partying, drinking, etc. Would you still drink/go hard as fuck? Or be more chill, or not even drink at all?why would i be friends with them 32.) You're getting blown in the bathroom, when all of a sudden, in walks Monkey Khan. You realize that he's extremely pissed off at you. Presumably, his girl is sucking your dick. Without ruining the experience, how do you get him to leave?allow him to fuck his girlfriend while she blows me 33.) Does the reality of the world ever get to you?yes, but i shut it out with substances 34.) Is there any type of drug or drink or anything that you have banned yourself from having?i've broken that rule twice and set new boundaries each time :( my newest boundary is heroin, and there's no chance i'd ever do that. or krokodil 35.) Have you ever been at fault for someone crying, when good times were supposed to be had?yes sir, only in a relationship though. could you imagine this happening during a ons. killlmeee 36.) Give me a 'yes' or a 'no' if you would accept food from the following people: 1.) Biscotti's from Bishop Bomber2.) Lasagna from Loo3.) Garlic Bread from Falcon4.) Cream of Wheat from Wal5.) Sushi from Musashi6.) Crabcakes from Eggy7.) Cupcakes from Birdo8.) Macaroni from Bean 1. yes (JUST to see if i could survive, no other purpose)2. in a fucking heartbeat3. yee4. absolutely not5. yesss6. fuck yeah7. no8. fuck no 37.) You have somehow become really good friends with Slippy Toad. Literally almost best friends, you've chilled nearly daily, done shrooms, shot the shit, partied hard. One summer night when you and Slippy are chillin together (the windows are open and a slight chilling breeze is blowing through), and Slippy comes back with some amazing Rootbear Floats for you two to enjoy. When the Football game hits a commercial, he looks at you and tells you that he feels comfy enough with you to tell you that he is homosexual and finds you attractive. He leaves the room to get another snack. What in the hell do you do? a.) Leave the houseb.) Talk to him and tell him that you appreciate his honesty; nothing's different between you guysc.) Tell him that you're a bit creeped out and laugh it outd.) Tell him that he shouldn't have told you that faggot shit and that you're not friends anymoree.) Punch him in the facef.) Tell him that you admire his honesty; but you're now a bit more weary about spending time with him. i'll go with b, but if he's persitant, a. maybe e for kicks 38.) So, you're having a great time at The Club with an extremely attractive girl, and she has just come back from the snack stand with some popcorn for you. A few minutes goes by, and you find something extremely cold and chewy in the popcorn. You eat a little piece of it and swallow, and can't recognize the taste. You take some of it out, and hold it up to the light to try and figure out what it is. You ask her and she laughs and tells you she put the bloody ear lobes of Ixis Naugus in your popcorn as a joke. You look at your hands and see the blood on them. What the fuck do you do? (now that i just threw my fucking hot dog away) i punch her in the face as hard as i can, then fuck her and shove naugus' ear lobes down her throat 39.) Since this is the last "real" question of the survey, it's going hard as fuck. Your blurred vision becomes clear as you are extremely freezing and feel blood rushing to your head. You are hanging upside down, and notice that people are throwing huge rocks at you. Some are missing, but some are hitting your arms. Bark the Polar Bear screams at you "Tell me your sincere #1 Regret in Life, and I will Release you and spare your life." ...You heard the man, no lying.i regret doing horrible things to people i love(d) that didn't/don't deserve it. very vague, but it applies to a lot of things and i still smell naugus' ear lobes. i regret letting people down. 40.) You walk outside, the sun is shining, it's the first day of Summer 2014. Everyone's having a blast in the pool, chillin in the club, and no one gives a fuck about anything. Congrats, ya made it.this isn't even a question, but my answer is carve out my eyeballs and fuck someone's mother. what up vanilla. --[ The Bonus ]-- 41.) You don't know what time of the year, or day, or month it is. You awake in a dark and moist room, and hear awkward moaning sounds, and the sound of an ass being slapped echoes very loudly. You realize that in the corner of the room, you can see a sihloutte of someone on top of someone else. Well... Wal is vigorously giving it to rosalina in the ass. You turn around and catch a glimpse of slender man. The room is large, dark, with no windows. You then turn back around and find Wal and Rosalina gone, you're on your own. You see a phone in the corner of the room. You run over to it, and can only make one call to a friend. Who do you call and what do you say? Slendy's hungry. hmm. i don't fucking know. wers. i'd tell him i love him and that his best friend got it the fuck in, and he should too. wers is probably one of the VERY few genuine people left in my life. 42.) Wild night out with The Chaotix, or Romantic night in with a girl?outtt with the fucking chaotix (fuck what i said about krokodil. jk) ~Well, 42 is the answer of life, so that's the last question. I hoped you learned something about ya self. Suck Big Ry's nips for brutal milk. (Tim's dick for Brutal Sperm) Black Bull, OUT!~ don't be out for too long. you saucy fucker. i learned a lot about myself.... (shit).