#but anyway get outta here with the hateful comments

[strawbbfluff]

girl WEAR THE LOW RISE JEANS. don’t worry about your stomach, don’t worry about the hip dips, don’t worry about the stretch marks. they just make you SO much more beautiful because they’re part of YOU. pretty people don’t judge 🩷

[miffyhoon]

dancing with the devil. preview

IN WHICH, he wants you but you need him.

pairing : fuckbuddy!jake x afab!reader

genre : angst, smut, fluff ????, hurt no comfort, totga

warnings : heartbreak, mature and sexual themes, drinking, smoking weed, usage of profanity (a lot!), jake can be a dick, morally gray characterization, just hear me out it's a ride of emotions

taglist : OPEN leave a comment or ask!

wc : 1k??? idk sorry LOL (estimated 15-20k)

reblogs are super appreciated 💝

THE BASS SHOOK YOUR BODY, reverberating in your chest as you navigated through the sea of bodies in the crowded living room. You were shocked as to how hundreds of university students could fit in a shitty basement suite, but who were you to complain? Lights illuminated the crowd in hues of the most vibrant of colours, casting large shadows against the walls. You had never been one for loud, crowded places, but tonight was different.

Tonight? You were on a mission.

Your eyes scanned the room, searching for a familiar face amidst the chaos. And then, you saw him.

Ah, Jake Sim. The very (and only) reason you even thought of, let alone decided to go to a party. It's not like you didn't drink or didn't have any friends, quite the contrary, actually. You just never found any interest in mingling with sweaty bodies for hours just to stumble home and wake up with a raging headache.

All of that is thrown out the window, anyway. You're already here, faced with the purpose of your arrival.

You and Jake have a somewhat complicated relationship. You've known of each other since middle school and even became apart same friend group for all four years of high school. But back then you weren't friends with Jake.

No, no. You weren't allowed to be friends with Jake.

Park Sunghoon, your now ex-boyfriend and current best friend of Jake absolutely hated the idea of you getting close to him. You never understood why he hated the idea of you and Jake being close; you never got the chance to even talk to the guy, let alone give Sunghoon a reason to forbid a friendship. You were quick to assume maybe he just didn't like you being around guys, which was even quicker to be ruled out as a possibility. You were friends with every other one of his best triends except Jake.

It's no surprise to anyone that Jake found you extremely attractive. Hell, he found you more beautiful than anyone, anything he's ever seen. He sees more than just physical perfection; he sees the essence of everything he's ever longed for. Your eyes hold a universe of secrets and desires, each flicker of emotion a tantalizing invitation to explore the depths of your soul. Your smile is like the first light of dawn, it dances across your lips, a melody of joy and mischief that leaves him breathless.

Jake jumped at the chance to talk to you the second he heard the front door of his and Sunghoon's shared apartment slam shut, the second he saw his best friend standing with his head hanging low in the middle of their shared space. He knew that was it. You guys were done and he yearned for you both but God, was he excited. He knew Sunghoon messed up when he didn't tell you he was leaving to study abroad until days before his departure. He knew you were going to break up when your face shifted through all kinds of confusing emotions when Sunghoon told you he was leaving. He knew this was his chance to finally get you.

He remembers how surprised you were when he first texted you out of the blue, even if it was a simple

hey

ik this is so outta nowhere

but

how are you doing?

He remembers how surprised he was when you started responding to him in longer sentences. He remembers when your conversations prolonged for hours. He remembers when you confided in him on your problems. He remembers you told him when something good happened, and most of all? He remembers when you finally agreed to go to a party to let loose, forget about Sunghoon and get lost in him instead.

Sometimes he feels bad for himself. Sunghoon was being selfish and kept you away from him for the past four years? Jake thought Sunghoon was the luckiest motherfucker alive for having you as his girlfriend. He envied that Sunghoon would be able to call you his, he would be able to wrap his arm around your waist and pull you close to his body around everyone, he would be able to kiss your plush lips that he could only dream of tasting, he would be able to hear you would moan out his name and chant it like a mantra. At the same time, Jake understood why Sunghoon kept you from him.

Sunghoon knew the way Jake looked at you.

He never said it, he didn't want to confront it, so he dealt with it how he could to keep both your love and his friend in his life.

It's funny how time can be so cruel.

It was inevitable that you started to slowly fall for Jaks as time went on. He filled the void that his best friend left in your heart. He was there for you and was objective with his opinion, he was soft yet stern with his words, he made your bad days good and your good days better, he made you feel new heights of joy, and he was exactly what you needed. You wanted Jake and there was nothing you could do about it; you fell before you could catch yourself. You were unsure with if what you felt for Jake was right, if Sunghoon is upset that you talk- Wait, did he even know you guys talked?

Yet, you found yourself excited and void of any feelings of uncertainty when you saw Jake sporting a toothy smile on his face as he took another sip of God knows what in his cup.

He stood out like a scorching flame in the darkness of an abyss, his golden hair catching the hues of neon casting the room as he laughed with his friends. There was something so captivating about him, something that made everything around him glow, something that drew you in despite your better judgment.

With a deep breath, you pushed your way through the compact crowd, determined to make your move before doubt could take hold of you and push you away from this scenario. As you approached him, your heart pounded in your chest, the sound drowned out by the pulsing music. You could feel the second he saw you; the heat of his gaze burning your skin as you drew nearer, anticipation mingling with nerves in the pit of your stomach.

When you finally reached him, he looked down at you with a grin. It sent shivers down your spine, goosebumps coated your skin, so much so you couldn't tell if you were cold or if this was just the effect he had on you.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to grace us with her presence," he teased, his voice low and husky, yet loud enough to reach your ears over the deatening music.

You laughed, trying to ignore the flutter of butterflies in your stomach as he pulled you into a warm embrace. His arms looped loosely around your waist after pulling out of the hug, you swear your skin was burning under his touch.

You could smell the alcohol radiating on his body.

Alcohol. That's what you needed.

Before you could stop yourself, you grabbed the red cup in his hand and downed the rest of what he had left. You felt the fiery burn flow through your body and veins- why the fuck is this so strong?

For a moment, there was a flicker of something in his eyes, a vulnerability that you had never seen before. A dark gaze that you couldn't quite put your finger on.

God, Jake could cum to the image of you downing his drink.

"Couldn't stay away, could I?" you shot back, your tone playful despite the rapid beat of your heart.

"I'm glad you came," he said, his lips ghosting the shell of your ear, "didn't think you would."

"Yeah?" you respond, Jake looks at you with a slight shrug before grinning.

"Yeah, but you did," he tightened the hold on your body and pulled you closer to his, your arms found home looped around his neck, "for me."

You felt the warmth spreading to your face after his last sentence. You weren't sure whether it was the alcohol or the fact he made you so flustered. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea. But, before you could overthink any farther Jake interrupted your thoughts.

"It's okay though," he leaned in closer to your face, lips centimetres apart, "I came here for you."

Ah, there it is. The feeling of being wanted and craved, the feeling you so desperately thirsted for after Sunghoon left. You grew so accustomed to having him around, four years, just like that. Gone.

That doesn’t matter anymore though. No, none of it matters with Jake’s face so close to yours, so close that you could count every eyelash if he let you.

He was about to kiss you, you're sure. You could feel his breath ghosting your lips, but then he loosened his grip on you and back away. Before you could question if you did something wrong, he grabbed a hold of your hand and pulled you into the crowd, seemingly forgetting about his friends the second you arrived.

All that mattered to him was that you were here, in front of him, and he wasn't going to let anything keep him away from you again. He was going to get what he wants because Jake?

Jake always gets what he wants.

"Sorry princess, my favourite song is playing and I need to dance," you laughed in his face in disbelief. He mirrored the smile that you had.

Happiness looks good on you, he thought.

You were swept up in the whirlwind of the night, lost in a haze of laughter and music and stolen glances. But even as you danced with Jake all night, you couldn't shake this odd feeling that beneath the surface, there was something darker lurking, waiting to pull you under.

But for now, you pushed those thoughts aside, allowing yourself to get lost in the moment. After all, tonight was about forgetting, about losing yourself in the chaos of the night and pretending, if only for a little while, that everything was okay, that this is your new normal.

adie yaps : this preview is a repost bc it wasn’t doing that good 😭 hopefully it does better this time lolollllll bc i have no motivation to finish it rn

++ preview and overall story is subjected to change where i see fit.

[k9wa]

I need more loser boothill, enough of this macho persona guy he's the type to sulk and said "my partner hate me I hope I die" and the type to smile stupid when you kiss him!!!

HE ISSSS IVE BEEN SAYING THIS LMFAO like he’s actually so smitten and stupid i hate him

one little kiss and his dumbass is grinning ear to ear and giving you 40 more and his hands are lowkey fisting around your shirt or he’s just flat out bear hugging you with his face hidden in your neck

boothill who will pull out his phone mid-chase if he feels it vibrate cus what if u texted him— proceeds to take it out on the poor chased individual when the notif was something else and now he’s sour

also?? will send you these like 10 minute long voice notes of him just talking while he’s doing literally anything. big complainer. whiner. he misses u :/

“gonna start bustin’ things outta place if it gives me an excuse to come see ya. miss you fudgin’ around with my gadgets almost’ much as i miss you.” he’ll dramatically sigh to the suspicious sound of a revolver chamber being clicked back into place and a distant shot. “i’ll think of ya while i’m out here slingin’ lead, alright cherry pie? maybe i’ll come’n surprise you or somethin’ anyway. never been very patient when it comes t’you. call me when you close up shop, aye? wanna hear your voice.”

and he will flirt with you all the time and try to be soooo charming and sly but a few comments back and he’s all bashful and pushing his hat down over his eyes and— gets shot

[smilesrobotlover]

Whumptober day 3- Set Up for Failure

I don’t like the art for this but oh well. Anyways, I struggled with this one but hopefully y’all like it!

Uuuuh no warnings unless y’all want me to add one. I guess there’s more racism and stuff lol. But it’s pretty tame. For now.

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As soon as the sun rose, Leon was up and putting on his snow gear, pushing for the rest of the men to do the same despite the early morning. Though they weren’t entirely in a rush, Leon wanted to get up the mountain as soon as possible—and he wanted to make sure Rusl and Kass were alright in the tiny shed. To the couple’s credit, the room he and the rest of the men stayed in was quite small, but it would’ve fit Rusl and Kass if they had moved a few things. He wanted to leave this place and the couple, not at all happy with how they treated his friends. But…

Leon debated leaving Talon behind. Obviously he would be back for him, but to climb the mountain after what he went through yesterday… he didn’t feel comfortable dragging the poor man up there. He only hoped that he felt the same, and would happily stay behind.

Of course that would mean leaving him with Lonni and Agus, which he didn’t want to do. But, they saved his life and were gracious in doing so. Though he was angry about Rusl, he had to give them some gratitude for Talon. And yet…

Leon sighed, frustrated at his mixed emotions as he stopped shoving his feet in his shoes, exhausted from pulling his heavy clothes over his body. Thankfully, they were dry, but goddesses, he hated the snow. The rest of the men were moving frustratingly slow, with them chatting with Lonni and Agus checking on Talon who seemed to be doing better. Not wanting to wait for them, Leon secured his boots and stepped outside, pleasantly surprised at a calm, sunny morning. Hopefully the rest of the trip would be uneventful, save for finding the Links of course. Leon looked around for a moment, spotting the shed just a few yards away. He walked up to it, his boots crunching the snow underneath him and his breath coming out in a small cloud in the cold air. The shed was a lot smaller than Leon thought, and a ping of worry went through his chest, but he ignored it to knock on the door.

“Rusl? Kass? Are you two alright in there?”

Leon opened the door, having to shove it due to ice freezing in the frames, and he peeked inside to see Kass leaning against the wall with Rusl curled up in the large Rito’s lap. The two reacted to Leon entering, with Rusl shifting in Kass’s wings as he began to sit up.

“Hello Leon,” Kass greeted sleepily, his eyes half closed. Leon nodded, smiling slightly, then looked around at the cramped space.

“Did you… sleep alright?” He asked, and Rusl rubbed his eyes.

“Surprisingly, yes. Kass is awfully comfortable,” the Ordonian said with a chuckle, stretching his arms above his head.

Kass chuckled and Leon smiled, relieved that they didn’t freeze to death. Rusl sighed and began to crawl out of Kass’s hold, taking Leon’s hand when it was offered to him.

“I take it you wanna head outta here as soon as possible?” He asked with a teasing smile on his lips.

“That would be ideal,” Leon said, pushing his irritation away. “It’s awfully nice outside. I’d hate for it to go away.”

Rusl and Kass glanced out the open door, squinting at the blinding white.

“Well that’ll be nicer to travel through then,” Kass commented, attempting to stand but finding himself stuck. Both Leon and Rusl helped him move around the cramped space, and Leon sighed.

“I… I’m thinking that maybe Talon should stay behind,” he said, feeling himself cringe as he said it. Rusl frowned, putting his hands on hips.

“What do you mean? We can’t just abandon him!”

“No no, I mean… we’ll be back for him but… I’m thinking that he stays here while we check out the peak. I…” Leon felt himself rambling as he tried to explain himself, and he sucked in a breath. “I don’t want him to get hurt again. I think he needs more rest from yesterday.”

Rusl visibly relaxed, but Kass seemed rather nervous.

“I’m not sure if I want to leave him with the people here,” he said, “they were kind enough to take care of Talon but… they’re not that kind.”

“Talon is Hylian,” Rusl cut in bluntly. “I’m sure he’ll be fine. But… I do agree with you Leon. He needs rest, and respectfully, I don’t think I want to sleep out here again.”

Leon nodded, not wanting Rusl or Kass to sleep outside either. Kass still seemed unsure, but he finally complied, shrugging his shoulders.

“Alright, let’s head inside and hopefully get some breakfast,” he suggested, but Rusl shook his head.

“I’ll stay out here. It’ll give those two some peace of mind knowing that a disgusting human ain’t gonna eat all their food.”

Leon winced. “Are you sure Rusl? I hate to leave you out here.”

“I’m sure. I’ll want to take off my clothes while inside anyways. Might as well just keep them on when y’all are ready to go.”

Leon and Kass were both hesitant, but they left Rusl outside anyway. Lonni and Agus were giving the men breakfast, which they happily gave Kass and Leon some when they entered their kitchen, though they didn’t bring up Rusl, which made Leon’s stomach churn. The breakfast wasn’t a lot; just some porridge and bread, but the men were grateful for it since they hadn’t been eating much in the mountains. Leon’s own stomach was rumbling, but he debated on actually taking a bite. He didn’t want Rusl to starve while he and the others got food.

“Is there any extra?” He asked, and the couple looked at him like he had mushrooms growing out of his head.

“No,” Lonni said after a few seconds of awkward silence, and Leon held back his sharp words.

“Very well. I’m going to eat outside, it’s crowded in here,” he replied, and left the cabin. Rusl was pacing in the snow, looking up when he saw Leon shut the door.

“Hey! I thought you were eatin’ breakfast!”

“I already ate,” Leon lied, and handed Rusl his food. “This is for you.”

“Oh!” Rusl grabbed the porridge and bread, licking his lips as the warm steam hit his nostrils. “And I thought I wouldn’t get anything! Thank you!”

Leon forced a smile, ignoring the pain in his stomach. Rusl ate a few bites, dipping the bread in the porridge which disgusted Leon, but the two remained quiet, watching the peaceful mountain. It was quite beautiful when violent winds weren’t threatening their lives. The door behind them opened, and Leon turned to see Ammon leaning against the door frame.

“What’s the plan, Leon?” he asked, and Leon sighed, leaving Rusl to his breakfast and entering the cabin where all the men waited. The door was shut behind them, and Leon let out a sigh, staring at Talon who was sitting down. He looked terrible, with his eyes half closed and sweat dripping down his forehead. Leon knew he couldn’t trek up a mountain—he was still recovering.

“Talon,” he started, fidgeting his hands. “I think… it’s best if you don’t go up the mountain with us.”

Talon frowned. “What? I’m feelin’ fine!”

“No, after yesterday I think you still need a day to rest.”

“So you’re just leavin’ me?”

“No, no no I’ll have someone stay with you but—”

“We’re splitting up?” Ammon jumped in, his brows furrowed.

“Yes.” Leon sighed, rubbing his already aching head. “Talon, you're not fit enough to climb the mountain, Rusl can’t sleep out in the shed again, and if the Links are at the peak of the mountain, then I don’t want to miss them. We’ll split up, but we’ll be right back. Ok?”

The group was silent for a moment, until Lonni walked up to them from the kitchen.

“You folks are gonna stay on the mountain? Even after yesterday?” She asked, and Ammon nodded.

“We’re looking for our sons. They went missing a while ago and we hope they’re at the top of the mountain,” he simply explained, and Lonni covered her mouth.

“Oh my, I’m so sorry to hear that!” She gave Talon a sympathetic look. “You folks can stay for a couple of more days if you want.”

“Thank you, if my friend can stay while we search the peak, that would be much appreciated,” Leon said, and she nodded.

“Of course. Are you heading up the mountain now?”

“I’d like to. How long does it take to go up there?”

Lonni tapped her chin, resting her weight on one leg. “Usually about five hours. To get up there at least. It can take you much less time to get down if you shield surf!”

Leon frowned. That sounded dangerous. But ten hours or less would get them back in time, hopefully before sundown (though it wasn’t likely).

“Very well. If it’s alright with you, if Talon and a few others could stay while the rest of us go up, then we’ll be out of your hair.”

“Sure! If it’s just three of you, it’ll be no trouble.”

Leon nodded and he turned to Ammon. “Would you mind staying to protect him?”

Ammon nodded, though he looked disappointed. “Oh, yes of course, I can stay.”

“This is ridiculous!” Talon jumped in, standing up. “I’m fine! I know I had a scare yesterday but I can keep going today! I don’t need a babysitter!”

“You’re not fit to climb the mountain Talon! You almost died yesterday!” Leon argued back.

“I’ve been through worse and kept herdin’ horses! I’ll be fine!”

“No! You’re staying and that’s final! We need to find the Links before it’s too late!”

Talon was silent for a moment, then he let out a frustrated huff, sitting back down. “Fine, I get it. I’ll just slow y’all down anyways.”

Leon winced. “Talon, I don’t mean… I’m not asking you to stay because you’re slow I mean—”

Talon gave Leon a dirty look and he stopped talking, guilt building up inside. It was uncomfortably silent in the room until Ammon stepped up.

“Who else is staying? Lonni said there can be three of us.”

Leon glanced over at Kass, Benji, and Linebeck.

“Who else wants to stay?”

Both Benji and Linebeck raised their hands, but it wasn’t a challenge to pick who would travel with him.

“Alright, Benji, you can stay with Ammon and Talon.”

“Aw what?” Linebeck protested, but a glare from Leon shut him up.

“Get ready fast. I want to be back before sundown,” Leon commanded, and Linebeck groaned, being the only one needing to get ready. Leon waited outside with Rusl, who had finished his breakfast while Ammon talked to Lonni about slopes to shield surf on. Benji wasted no time in going back to sleep while Talon silently stayed on the couch. Leon of course felt bad, but he decided not to discuss the situation with him anymore, hoping he would get over it.

After a few minutes for Linebeck to wrap himself up in winter clothes, the group began their long trek up the mountain in the sunshine. It was nice not having to fight the snowstorm, but the sun shining against the snow hurt Leon’s eyes. The warmth of the sun also made his winter clothes surprisingly hot, and he was tempted to take them off, but decided against it. Just in case.

Kass was doing fine as usual; his feathers kept him warm in the snow, and he occasionally flew overhead to scope the area thanks to his great vision. Rusl stayed behind Linebeck, who was trudging through the snow while grumbling profanities under his breath. Despite having no winds to knock them off their feet, not sliding down the snow while trying to climb the mountain wasn’t easy. Occasionally, the snow was compacted enough to stay solid for them to climb, but occasionally Leon’s foot would slide and his sore calves would have to work to make progress. The snow shoes he and the others had helped, but it was still a struggle. It was no wonder why it took five hours to climb up the mountain. Leon wouldn’t be surprised if it took longer.

It was silent with Rusl or Kass occasionally striking up conversation, and the heat from the sun, the warm winter clothes, and the exercise was becoming unbearable for Leon. Goddesses he wished he at least ate something for breakfast. His muscles were growing weak from the exertion. Occasionally, he would grab snow to either eat it or to rub it on his face, which would make Rusl chuckle.

“I wanna do the same thing,” he said, scooping up snow and packing it in between his gloves. “It’s hot up here.”

“It won’t be hot when I stuff some snow down your coat,” Linebeck muttered, picking up an armful of snow. He began to walk towards Rusl but he raised his newly-made snowball.

“Take one step closer and I’m throwin’ this at ya!” He threatened, a giddy smile on his face.

Linebeck paused, then looked at Kass.

“Oh no you don’t!” The Rito cried, taking refuge in the skies. Linebeck huffed and dropped the pile of snow in his arms, bent down to make a snowball, and threw it at Kass. The Rito yelped as he dodged the snowball, and Rusl chuckled, throwing his own snowball at Linebeck.

“Hey!” Linebeck shouted, making a new snowball and throwing it back at Rusl’s face. The man barked out a laugh and threatened to tackle Linebeck, who jumped back with a yelp. Leon groaned and stopped under a tree.

“Enough! We’re not here to rough house!” He yelled, and the men stopped messing around in the snow, with Kass landing back on the ground.

“Well…you started it,” Linebeck muttered, and Leon rolled his eyes.

“We’re almost at the top, alright? I want to make it up there as soon as possible, ok?”

Linebeck crossed his arms and rolled his eyes as well, like a moody teenager. “Ok your highness. Sorry to offend you.”

Leon gave him a good glare before turning away, pointing to the peak. “Let’s just head out now before—“

The branch above him cracked, and a pile of snow fell right on his head. Leon yelped as he fell to the ground, gasping for air at the freezing cold snow pouring down his coat. He heard the men erupt in loud laughter, bending over to hold their stomachs as they wheezed at the fierce Leon getting beaten by snow. The first knight scrambled out of the snow, feeling refreshed from the cold, but humiliated as his friends giggled maniacally at him.

“Looks like you got involved whether you liked it or not!” Rusl wheezed, holding onto Linebeck as he fell to the ground. Leon huffed and dusted snow off of his shoulders and head.

“You all are so…so… immature!” He spat, spinning away to continue his march up the mountain. The others followed behind him, teasing Leon in between fits of giggles.

The annoying giggling didn’t end as they reached the top, but Leon fully ignored them as he spotted ruins resting quietly in the distance. He shushed the laughing men and gestured to the broken building, walking cautiously towards it. The men grew silent as well as they followed, the sound of the snow crunching beneath their feet being the only sound ringing out.

“What a strange place,” Rusl finally broke the silence when they reached the ruins. Gray brick walls were spread throughout the snow, with broken rooftops and open rooms with glass and debris scattered inside. There were a lot of dead ends, and Leon struggled to find his way forward without slamming into a brick wall.

“Where do you think the Links are?” Linebeck asked, his hand lightly tracing along the brick, and Leon shrugged.

“No idea, these walls are in the way so I can’t see anything.”

“Or hear anything,” Rusl commented, and Leon nodded.

“How about I fly ahead and see if I can see something?” Kass suggested, and Leon hummed.

“That’s not a terrible idea,” Leon turned away from the fifth dead end and nodded at the Rito. “Alright. Rusl, will you go with him?”

“I would love to! Only issue, I can't fly,” the man joked, and Leon let out an exasperated sigh.

“I meant to ride on his back.”

Rusl gave him a thumbs up and wink, and Kass knelt down for Rusl to climb onto his back. Leon watched as they took to the skies, with him moving so he could see them as much as possible. He felt Linebeck follow, and the man got a little too close for his comfort.

“Looks like it’s just you and me—“

“Don’t even think about it,” he warned, slapping his hand away from his shoulder. Linebeck quickly retracted his hand and cleared his throat, watching Kass and Rusl with him. Kass circled around a few times, scoping the area with Rusl sitting up on his back. It freaked Leon out watching the man be so careless, but all he could do was watch anxiously. Suddenly, Kass paused in the air, staring at a particular area.

“What are they doing?” Leon muttered under his breath. Kass remained still in the air, his wings flapping as he and Rusl stared.

“Are the Links there?” Linebeck asked, and Leon shrugged.

Kass’s steady flying suddenly turned frantic, and Leon gasped as he attempted to fly away before a net ensnared him, restraining his wings to his side and making his plummet to the ground. Rusl jumped off his back, and the two fell out of Leon’s sight.

“No!” Leon shouted, sprinting to where he last saw them, but he was frustratingly met with walls and dead ends.

“What do we do? What happened?” Linebeck was shouting, just as frantic as he.

Leon took deep breaths, his mind running rampant. He heard the Links were up here, that was what he heard! But… they weren’t… they…

They walked right into a trap.

It was a trap all along. How could he be so foolish? How could he have led them right into the puppeteer’s hands?!

“Leon?”

Leon glanced at Linebeck who’s eyebrows were pinched together in worry. Leon frowned and nodded at him.

“We need to find them. Stick close and keep an eye out,” Leon pushed himself past Linebeck and ran out to an open area, looking for a place to go next. “They’re in grave danger.”

[bordysbae]

👋👋fantilli!sister x luke hughes w 10. “i am not getting in that car with you, are you crazy?”11. “do you ever stop complaining?” “you ever think that if you stopped being an idiot i wouldn’t need to complain?”12. “why do you hate me?” “you think i hate you?”

“frenemies”

luke hughes x fantilli!sister

living in both of your brother’s shadows is basically the role you’ve had throughout all of your life. being adam’s twin sister just makes things even worse. if adam needs to move away for hockey, you have to come with. your parents can’t dare to send their superstar away without following him.

luca commited to michigan first, but when you and adam both committed, you knew your life was basically over. all the attention would be on the d1 athletes rather than the regular college student, and you were right. but when you met luke hughes, your whole life flipped. the 19 year old boy immediately caught your eye, and he gives you the most attention out of all of your brothers teammates. the only problem is that he teases you non stop, and not in a flirty way.

—

as you’re walking through the dorm hallway headed towards your brothers shared dorm, you notice the tall curly haired boy walking towards you. “ah if it isn’t adam and luca fantilli’s shadow!” he teases. you just roll your eyes at the boy and your feet come to a slow stop. “nice to see you too, jack and quinn’s shadow,” you sarcastically grin.

“party tonight, you coming?” he asks, pulling out his phone to look at his notifications instead of looking at you as you speak. “uhh, i guess so,” you shrug.

“alright sick! see you later then, adam’s twin!” he winks before walking off. the annoyed scoff that leaves your mouth contradicts how that wink effected you. your heart rate increases and your cheeks run hot. you walk towards the door of adam and luca’s dorm, and you don’t even knock before pushing it wide open and storming in.

“y/n what if we were naked!” adam shrieks, but you just let out a loud huff before jumping on his bed and burying your face in his pillows. he sends luca a concerned look, and moves one of the pillows so he can see you. “are you okay y/n?” adam asks and luca walks over to the bed as well. “what’s wrong?” luca asks, but you just groan.

you know you can’t tell them that you like their teammate, so you come up with a half lie.

“just luke being luke,” you roll your eyes before sitting up on the bed. you rest your back against the wall; now facing towards the boys who are standing next to the bed. they give you a pitiful smile, since they know luke can be a little harsh on the teasing comments. “we’re sorry about him y/n. do you want us to talk to him?” adam asks.

“no! that’ll just make it worse! but anyways, are you guys coming to the party tonight?”

“nah, we both have a lot of homework to do,” luca chimes in. you let out a little chuckle before mumbling, “yeah welcome to my world.”

“what’d you say?” luca asks, but you just shake it off and he doesn’t ask again. “alright well, i just came here to grab a hoodie so i’ll get outta your hair,” you exclaim before hopping off of adam’s bed and trotting towards their closet. “where are you going that you need a hoodie?” adam asks. “i’m going to the grocery store. need anything?” you ask, as you pull one of adam’s team canada hoodies over your head. “can we come?” adam and luca excitedly ask, and you let out a chuckle with a nod.

as you’re walking down the isles grabbing snacks for your dorm, you notice a familiar face walking towards you once again. “luke,” you blatantly state. he gives you a devilish grin before leaning down to reach your ear, “cant even go shopping on your own? you really are their shadow,” he chuckles.

“yeah whatever luke,” you scoff as you walk towards the register, with adam and luca trailing behind. you look back at luke and he just gives you a smile. a smile that should not be effecting you like this. your cheeks run hot and you immediately turn your head away.

—

you and your roommate make the walk to the frat, and immediately a strong smell of alcohol sends your senses into alert as you step inside. before you even realize it, you’re four shots in and now drinking a mix of god knows what.

“y/n, are you okay?” a familiar male voice asks from behind you. you turn around and see luke with a concerned look on his face. “whatttt i’m fine hughesy!” you shout, very clearly drunk.

“uh yeah, okay. i’m getting you an uber and taking you to your dorm, are you here with anyone?” he asks, holding your body upright to prevent you from falling.

“ummm my roommate, but i think she went upstairs with one of the frat bros, so she’ll be fine. but lukey, i don’t wanna leave!” you say, and immediately luke’s cheeks heat up at your new nickname for him. “yeah no, you’re going back to your dorm. i already called an uber, cmon,” he states as he takes you outside.

you both sit on the steps as you wait for the uber to arrive, and when it does you immediately realize what’s going on. luke slides into the backseat before you, and you gasp, “i’m not getting into the car with you! are you crazy?!”

“jesus y/n, do you ever stop complaining?” luke scoffs as he practically drags your drunk-self into the car. “maybe if you stopped being such an idiot i wouldn’t have to complain!” you roll your eyes as you struggle to buckle the seatbelt. luke’s hand pushes yours away before he helps you buckle in.

most of the ride is quiet, but when the uber gets stopped in traffic you’re basically forced to talk to luke. you’re drunk, so the first words that come out are ones you’ve been deathly afraid to ask. “why do you hate me, luke?”

his head turns from the window to look at you, “you think i hate you?”

“well yeah, why else would you be so rude to me! sure as hell isn’t flirting.”

“i mean yeah i’m not trying to flirt with you.. but i do like you, y/n. that’s why i’m rude to you. it’s because i cant let you like me back, your brothers would actually kill me! they made you a boundary for the team, but i can’t help liking you. you’re pretty, you’re sweet, and you don’t even hate me after all the shit i’ve done to you,” luke rambles.

“how do you know i don’t hate you?” you tease. “because your cheeks wouldn’t be as pink as they are,” luke smirks and you immediately get embarrassed and hide your face. luke lets out a little chuckle, and suddenly his lips find their way on yours, and they practically melt together. your heart is beating out of your chest but even if your brothers are mad, at least you got what you’ve been dying for.

a kiss from luke hughes, and an answer as to why he teases you so much.

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[cerismo]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

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𐙚 . . . pairing. toxic!rafe x toxic!fem kook!olivia wilson

୨ৎ . . . genre. slow burn. everyone else can see it but them (trope)

.ᐟ . . . content warnings. cussing, arguing

Rafe Cameron and Olivia Wilson were too blind to see their love for each other.

“please please please, don’t prove I’m right”

“What was that all about?” Sarah asked taking a glance at me, while eating her snacks that I bought from the store.

“Oh nothing, just your dumbass brother being a dick.” I said sarcastically my eyes still on the road, my hands gripping the steering wheel tighter.

“Liv, don’t sweat it too much. You know he’s like madly in love with you.” She said now staring at me from her seat.

I looked at her so fast, we almost swerved off the road. “Sar what the hell? No he isn’t. If anything he hates me and I hate him.” I said my focus now strictly on the road.

“Literally everyone knows. It’s so obvious you too like each others. It’s been that way since like forever.” She said it like it was obvious.

After like 20 minutes we finally arrived at the beach. We hopped out of my car and made our way down the little trail.

We spotted the group and made our way towards them. “Hey guys.” I said giving everyone a hug starting with Kie.

“We missed you around here.” Kie said. I took a step back and looked around the party, then back at the group.

“Yeah guys I know, it’s just my mom has been holding me up lately, she’s been wanting more “family time” it’s crazy.” I said throwing up air quotes. I mean don’t get me wrong I love my mom but it’s like she’s hoarding me up at home. I literally have no idea why.

——

After like 10 shots I was starting to feel it. My throat was somehow still burning, but I got up anyway and made my way to the keg. I grabbed one of those red party cups and starting pouring. I felt someone’s presence behind me, so I stopped pouring my drink and turned around.

It was one of the kooks, if I remember I think his name is Travis? I’ve seen him a few times, at a few parties, and sometimes at school. But since summer just started I haven’t seen him since.

“Hey pretty lady.” He said eyeing me up and down. I slightly rolled my eyes at his comment.

“Hey pretty boy, my eyes are up here.” I said slightly slurred from those 10 shots I had earlier. I took a sip from my drink and watched a he licked his juicy lips. I felt his hands slip around my waist and pull me closer to his body.

“Hey why don’t we uh- get outta here.” He said starting to walk. I was following but then remembered my friends, and that I brought Sarah here with me.

“But what about my friends?” I said haulting to a stop and turning around to look around. But they were nowhere in sight.

“They’ll be fine. Just come on.” He said now pulling me to walk. We walked until we made it to the big tree on the upper shore. He pushed me against the tree, his hand still on my waist.

He grabbed my drink and placed it down on the ground his hand still on my hip. When he came back up he placed his free hand on my face and slowly caressed it.

“You’re so fucking beautiful…” He said moving a few stray hair out of my face. I giggled a bit at his comment.

Before I could even say anything his lips were against mine and his hands were trailing further down my body. He started leaving a trail of kisses and hickeys down my neck. One of his hands gripped my ass while the other made its way back up my chest and grapped my boob.

He parted his lips from my neck, and started at my boobs for a few seconds before making his fingers in between the straps of my dress and started pulling them down.

Before he could even get the straps fully down my shoulder, I heard a car pulling up. I had opened my eyes to take a better look at the car, and I noticed it was a black truck, one familiar to the one Rafe has.

I heard the door slam and footsteps approaching, Travis lifted his head from my chest and turned around to see who the hell was marching towards us.

It was fucking Rafe. He stomped his way over to us, throwing Travis to the side and grabbing me by my arm and pulling us away.

“Hey dude what the hell” Travis said walking after us. “Oh shut the hell up Travis.” Rafe said with a tone of annoyance in his voice. I winced at the sheer pain of his grip on my arm.

“Rafe let me go.” I struggled to get out of his grasp which only made it tighter.

The whole walk back to the bonfire was silent. Before I knew it we were approaching the group. Rafe damn near threw me into all of them when he let me go.

“Watch your fucking friend. She’s out here being a fucking slut.” Rafe said looking at the group then me in disappointment.

I paused in shock. The rest of the group and a couple bystanders gasped. Then I came back to reality, what the fuck did he just call me?

“HEARTBREAK IS ONE THING MY EGOS ANOTHER”

Before I knew it my hand was attached to Rafes face, and it stung. Oh shit I had just slapped Rafe fucking Cameron.

MO YAPS

tagged: @venusxsturnio, @flouvela, @monroesturnns

GUYS?!? This shit is actually interesting and i’m the one writing it. I know it’s not a lot but there will be more tomorrow. I’m scared for what happens next…

Lemme know your thoughts in the comments, or reblogsss

[bunji-enthusiast]

A True Scourge — Scourge The Hedgehog

Note || He is very cool me thinks.

WC || 1,033

Sypnosis || He finds himself warming up to you.

“Take it easy-”

“OW!”

He winced, shrugging his shoulder after you had made the wrong move in applying the bandage. You glare at him, then let out a pitying sigh. Sometimes you really question what kind of choices you actually made that earned you a place alongside the rebellious hedgehog. “You gotta stay still, impatient ass.”

Scourge turned around to refute your comment, then saw the meaner glare you could possibly display toward him. “Got it.” He murmured, looking back ahead as he sat still with the most possible amount of patience he could muster in spite of all the pain coursing through his lower left half of his body. He wondered what would happen after this, even then he still couldn’t wrap his head around the fact you were actually helping him.

Not turning him away, especially even with how he had behaved toward you in recent events. Scourge counted himself lucky that you decided to actually help him. “Hey… uh, why are you even helpin’ me anyway?”

You paused in your steps, taking the time to finally wrap the last part of it to seal it off and allow it to be free without falling apart. His arm and abdomen were heavily injured, how that happened you only have a hint of an idea why. But that was not your problem right now, with another prolonged sigh, you picked up his leather jacket and set it by Scourge. 

“Well, friend or foe,” You begin, swinging your legs over the ledge to align yourself next to Scourge. “You were injured, I simply couldn’t let it go untreated.”

But me?

You gotta be outta your mind. 

Scourge’s brows furrowed in thought, lips lifting to reveal his rather sharp teeth as a frown was displayed on his face. Rather unusual in comparison to his usual smile that he so often displays in the company of others, not just you alone. Something must be bothering him very badly if he’s left without any rhyme or reason to actually speak in turn now. You were starting to get a little worried about his drawn out silence. 

He leans forward, hands leaning against the thresholds of his legs to support his shifted position. “Too many things happened at once, guess I got too confused.” He admitted, hand now going against the back of his hand, scratching it in his demeanor of slight embarrassment. Scourge never really was one to share any of his personal feelings or issues, but it was this small and momentary thought that had slipped out of his mouth.  

You chuckled warmly, patting his back to reassure him it was fine. Scourge let out a huff, deflating into his spot as time went on. 

“You're pretty confusing sometimes man.” You spoke, breaking the awkward tensions that resided in the air. He let out a hum of acknowledgment at your words, one of his ears flicked along in action. A spotty habit residual to something he had done very often when he was alone by himself during his days in trying to take over Mobius. Scourge wasn’t well supported, and nothing of the sort could be said the same about his father.

Even in this lifetime or any other, he will never know that love. 

“I get that alot.” He scoffed, waving his hand off about the idea. 

But he was pretty content in this kind of love, no matter what it may be named. He didn’t want to lose you again, or ever in this lifetime of his. Something he hated to admit aloud, so he appreciated the works of a dear mind. Emotions were a fickle and complicated thing he never gave much thought to, always too busy throughout the days to even actually face or confront them head on. 

Now that he was here with you, it was something entirely different. Unique and kind, not anything too fast. It made Scourge take a step back, and evaluate himself. Hell even in spite of his attitude it wasn’t something he could just replace so easily, but he really did appreciate you.

Scourge has a feeling you know that too. 

“Oh wow!” He perks up at your notable excitement, eyes filled with amusement and curiosity. So he asks, “What’s got you worked up sweetheart?” Scourge raises a brow with a chuckle escaping him. You point up to the sky, full of shimmering stars and beautiful shades of blue and purples. In words alone he couldn’t describe the mere majesty of the sight, but he was all the better that he was able to accompany you for such a thing. 

“Normally this doesn’t happen very often..” You murmur, a sweat drop trailing down your face. “But I'd try to take a picture of it when I can, except I don’t have my camera with me.” You explained, holding out your hand as you spoke within animated gestures. Scourge nods, letting out a hum of agreement. 

“Pretty sure your eyes are all ya need.”

You turn to him, eyes filled with surprise at his words. “Now that is not the Scourge I know.” You grin, turning to lean towards him at a slight angle. Scourge winces, leaning back as he holds up his gloved hands in surrender. 

“Now listen,” He groans, almost coming out in a growl, “Don’t expect this to happen often, I am not that kinda guy got it?” He admits, cheeks blushing with a fury you never expected to see. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh, returning to your usual position as you were getting sore. Your shoulders deflate in defeat, no longer being able to find the words to continue the conversation. 

“The wind feels nice.” You sigh, reveling in the breeze. You felt a sudden jolt crawl up your arm, feeling warmth seep into your cold-ridden body. 

“Scourge?” You spoke, feeling warmer now thanks to him. He pulled you in close, nuzzling against the top of your temple in a means of warmth. He let out a forlorn growl, somewhat embarrassed he even did this in the first place. You certainly didn’t expect this to happen at all really, but it felt nice.

You ain’t bad..

Not at all.

[getosugurusbangs]

you got any isaness hcs? 🎤🎤

HI OKAY this is gonna be less actual headcanons and more just… all of the thoughts i’ve had about them over the past few days

one of the first and main things that i’ve thought about them, is how they’re soo blood guts and cannibalism but are also just the cutest and sweetest couple you’ve ever seen. they just have the softest most tender love, but also the horrors persist.

also i’m ngl… the album the first action by the cabs is isaness to me. in my irrefutable and unquestionable opinion: gloom division by idkhow is kainess, and the first action by the cabs is isaness. it just makes sense to me.

but more on the note of headcanons lol:

i just KNOW that the way ness says isagi’s name is crazy. the sheer amount of emotion he could fit into just saying “yoichi”? unmatched.

i think ness has a fixation on isagi’s hands. hand size comparison? holding hands? kissing his hands? you name it, he does it.

i also think that isagi has a bit of a fixation on ness’ hair. loves to run his fingers through it, do little braids in it, plant his face into it while they’re cuddling, etc. (i can’t blame him, i bet it’s lovely)

i think that they were forced to hang out together for “team bonding”, and really didn’t enjoy it much at first. but the longer it went on and as they actually started to get closer, the harder they found it to hate each other so much.

i still don’t think that their relationship is the most stable (as much as i’d like to imagine them being happy and healthy), but it’s not like there’s the most unadulterated hatred for each other on both sides, yknow?

i really like the themes of escape and overall change in a potential relationship (romantic or platonic) with them. to me there’s definitely potential with them for a story of leaving unfulfilling relationships, abandoning people’s expectations and trying to embrace freedom and your own identity, despite how difficult and scary it may be. BUT. ALSO. i really like the idea of them forming a stronger bond with each other but that not being enough for them. where the cycle of violence continues despite their efforts.

anyways though. i actually sort of started shipping isaness as a joke. kinda.

it really did just start from me loving isagi and ness but not caring that much for kaiser so just… shipping them with each other instead LMAO

it went from “girl get away from kaiser 😭 go ride off into the sunset with each other and get outta here” to considering them intently to then just genuinely fucking with them as a pairing.. it’s how they get you…

but uhhh yeah i think that’s it for now? if you have any questions, comments, concerns, headcanons yourself that you’d like to share feel free to do so 👍

[thithesandofferings]

Duel Master

Title: Duel Masters

Pairing: Seto Kaiba x Joey Wheeler

Synopsis: Kaiba is simply tired of hearing a dog barking

Tags: 18+ MDNI. Degradation. Dubcon(??)(Joey likes it but sucks at saying it) Petplay. BDSM. Praise. Semi-Public. Choking. Grinding. Obsession. Sex lol. Kaiba gets called Master like-once. Kaiba also refers to Joey as everything but his first name.

A/N: I've had this fic in the drafts for like a year...s. I recently found it and made the conscious decision that more filth needed to be out there with the two love birds. I barely edited this so like- beware lol. Also want to give a shoutout to @alectoperdita for making me obsess over those two. Also thank you @forgetbeam for the dividers!

It's the same scenario every time between them. Every. Single. Time. Kaiba could almost time it. He does think about timing it, but the thought gets shoved away because that feels like victory- and not his.  When they duel, the bickering starts and never stops. At least until one of them is defeated. Usually Wheeler. Saying that would get the blonde's annoying mouth running again. Kaiba was already forming a headache just from his constant jabs while they sat in the waiting room. They're older now, you'd think this would be over now.

“I was just outta practice, I could beat you anytime Kaiba”

“That was just beginners luck anyways- it's not like i've been playing everyday unlike you”

“Listen here shitty Kaiba, we can fight here and now and I promise i'll beatcha this time- i swear it”

“Oh so you're just as stuck up as when we were teens huh? Can't even talk to a lowlife like me hah!? What, you think I'm some kind of nobody!? You think-”

“ What I think, Wheeler, is that you are completely incapable of closing your disgusting muzzle. I am finished hearing your incessant yapping.”

There’s stunned silence for a few blissful seconds and Kaiba nearly groans at the stuttering that begins to fall out of the blonde's mouth. He doesn't look much different since the last time that he’s seen him. His stupid hair is just a tad shorter and it seems that he carries a little bit more muscle than he used to. 

He tries not to focus on that thought. 

Or the thoughts of once and for all, shutting Wheeler up himself. Kaiba very well knows that he is capable of getting that perpetually loud mouth to believe in silence- even if it's for a few blissful seconds. Kaiba goes out of his way to be meaner to Joey than anyone he’s ever encountered. He���s not sure he’s ever spoken to someone so degradingly, no matter if that's what everyone expects from the foul-mouthed CEO. 

But something about Joey Wheeler is different. 

Despite the cold harsh words, he’s seen Wheeler react to them. Hates to mention in his mind that he may have obsessed over every quirk after every insult spilled. Noticed how the loud mouth's chest would hitch at dog comments. Sweat -dropping when Kaiba would tell him to get on his knees and beg. Could see the indecision for just a few seconds like he wanted to do it, like he-.

Knows how much he himself would enjoy putting the mutt in his place. 

“Why don't you make me, asshole?” Kaiba almost didn't catch his words.Too busy thinking about finally putting Wheeler in his place makes his words jarring to hear.  Not only were they across the room, but Wheeler had whispered them. As if he didnt want Kaiba to actually catch what he had said. 

“Fine.” Kaiba says without thinking. “They say old dogs dont learn new tricks, but I think you can make an exception right Wheeler?” He drags the last of the words out in a deep hum before he lifts up from the chair and toward the now shaking blonde. 

“Wait now hold on Kaiba- dude wait-” Joey head begins to search around the room as if looking for help and only just barely clenching his teeth in a curse when he realizes they are indeed alone. Holding both his hands out defensively as if that's going to save him from the wrath of the CEO. 

Does he even know that he’s being caged into a wall? Maybe he is a little stupid, but Kaiba has found that bit to be surprisingly endearing. Maybe stray dogs need extra care. A quick glance at his watch settles the matter that he- does in fact, have the time to train. . 

“I thought you wanted me to shut you up Wheeler. You asked for this. Now,” He brings up both his hands right next to the blonde's head, completely capturing him in. Leaning close enough to his ear, huffing a breath only to watch the other jump back and shake a little. 

Mmmm this might be time well spent after all.

“Are you able to be a good boy and shut that cute little mouth of yours?”  Kaiba is not in the habit of praising but no amount of money in the world could give him the rush of feeling as it did when Joey-( headstrong, back talking, bratty to a fault, )Wheeler drops his shoulders and whimpers.

Kaiba hummed, brushing his fingers along the edge of the man's jaw, smirking at another heated shiver that followed. “That all it took, Dog? After all that yapping and you show your belly before I can even properly punish you. You’re kind of a slut aren't you Wheeler? You’ve wanted this all along hm?”

Joey sputters at the full audacity of the CEO. He cant even fathom the words coming out of Kaibas mouth-

“Look ion know who you think you are but-” He’s blatantly interrupted when Kaiba tilts his chin and presses his lips to Joeys’, demanding entrance. 

The blonde isn't budging though, making sure his protests were heard throughout the muffling of his lips. He’s trying to push him off, ignoring the passing thought of how strong Kaiba is. How he can feel the muscle clenching and not budging as Joey pushes. The brunette wasn't giving up either, kicking Joey's legs apart to push his right thigh against Joey's (embarrassingly) already hardening length. Taking his empty hand on the wall and holding Joey's hips as he rocks him back and forth on his clothed thigh. 

Joey stuttered out a gasp, grappling his hands on broad shoulders as his hips are moved with force. Kaiba took the initiative to intertwine his tongue with the distracted Joey.  Licking inside his mouth, tasting all that he could. A sultry groan catches at Kaibas throat when he grabs the blondes opening Wheeler's jaw wider, tilting it to taste him even deeper. 

God he wanted to devour this man.

It doesn't help that the more he kisses the blonde, the louder he gets. 

And that just won't do. 

Kaiba backs his head away, letting the blonde almost chase after him. And continues to hold his jaw, forcing whatever Wheeler says to come out like muffled grunts. 

“You’re barking too loud, Wheeler, you want everyone to hear those slutty little noises you’re making?” Kaiba grins becomes almost maniacal when he feels the blonde's dick jump on his lap at the thought.

“I know how it is Wheeler, you’re just a whiny little puppy that wants attention don't you? Hm? You want everyone to come in and see you begging for my dick? I’m sure you've wanted that for a long time, wanting all your friends to see you on all fours begging. Thats ok,  Wheeler- I'll think about giving you what you ask, for if you bark loud enough.” The more Kaiba speaks, the redder and choked up the blonde gets. Hiccuping and trying to say something. The last part has him nearly wilting when the CEO grips his cheeks a little harder and shakes his head back and forth, cooing at him as if he’s a beloved dog. 

Doesn't matter if Kaiba is drooling for this as much as Joey is.

“It’s sad that I didn’t bring that gag along to get you to shut up, but my fingers will have to do for now. Get them wet pup” Joey chortles and tries to say something witty, but the cold look and the drag of his cock against Kaiba's thigh is enough for him to reluctantly open wide. 

He looks pretty like this. Kaiba thinks as Joey takes in two long digits. He immediately shoves them to the back of the blonde's throat making him gag and sputter indignant, tears brushing his pleading blue eyes as he looks up to Kaiba. The CEO can't help but grin when he  grabs the pup's hips again, pressing down harder and rocking him in slow measured thrust against his thigh. Never taking his eyes off of him, giving little to the imagination of what it would feel like if Joey was under him. And he will be, if Kaiba has anything to say about it. 

Joey was practically drooling all over his fingers,his tongue licking up and down and its so wet- dripping from his chin along his chest. Fuck he looks good like this. Eyes peering blurrily up and blinking slowly. A show of unmatched devotion.  The blondes moans were absolutely driving him batshit insane. He’s going to be seeing those eyes in his dreams for weeks. Its so uncharacteristic of Joey's general personality that it has the brunettes cock absolutely leaking. How embarrassing. 

Kaiba thinks that they have had clothes on long enough. 

He takes his three fingers out with a slick sound that makes Kaiba grin and Wheeler blush even out past his neck. The thought passes of how he still has any blood left in his face when his dick was straining so hard in his pants. They looked quite uncomfortable. Good thing Kaiba took good care of his things. 

“Lay down” He gestures to the couch. A defiant look flashes through Joey's face and Kaiba sighs before he grabs the blonde by the nape of his hair and shoves him to his knees. Pushing him halfway on the couch, face pressing into the cushions while his knees scraped the floor. 

“I don't like when mutts don't listen. You do as I say because that's what you wanted right?” Joey stays silent, but that doesnt give Kaiba the satisfaction he needs. so he yanks him back up, shuddering a tad when he hears a desperate moan fall from Wheeler's lips. 

“Right? Say it mutt, or I’ll be the only one coming. The only thing you’ll be doing is licking up my wasted cum.” That seems to kick him into gear because he’s moaning and rutting muffled affirmations to him. Cracked vowels are lost when Kaiba shoves his face into the cushions again. 

“I knew you could be a good little slutty pup, you just need a firm hand?” Kaiba coos,bending over to whisper in his ear- making sure his tone makes his cute blonde feel as humiliated as possible. It only shocks him a little when Joey just whines even louder and brushes his ass teasingly back and forth on Kaiba's cock. Making him shove his hips back just to keep his excited pup still. 

Kaiba won't admit it, but that little show of submission and acceptance has him close enough to come. This sexual tension was built on for years, he would never have thought Wheeler would finally break down and let the CEO have him completely. 

The very thought of owning Joey, collar and all, snaps something inside of Kaiba and he’s letting go of Joey's hips and hurriedly shoving his tight pants down, putting the blonde's ass on display. Cant help but add a few spanks, watching greedily as his cheeks grow as red as the blondes face. Hunger spikes through Kaiba's stomach thinking about how beautiful his pup would look marked up. And he tells him exactly that. Only to be surprised yet again when Joey pushes back with a delicious wiggle and lets out a keen Kaiba never thought he would hear. 

“Next time, if you're a good little pupslut then maybe i’ll consider giving you a spank for good behavior.'' He wants to so badly, but the glance at the watch tells him that he doesn't have long before the others come searching for Joey after the finished match. 

Kaiba reaches inside his coat and retrieves the lube he knows he’s had, thinking that this moment could happen anytime and Kaiba was always prepared. So wishful thinking did in fact work.

Joey gives an indignant squawk when he feels cool wetness press into his hole.

“Where the hell did you get lube - hah fuck- what are you some kind of perve-'' He cuts himself off with a choked off moan when two of Kaiba's fingers enter him roughly. Kaiba's continuous bemusement is not thwarted in the slightest when they go in smoothly. 

“You touched your cute little puppyhole today? Did you think of me? Knew you were gonna see me later today and just couldn't help yourself could you Wheeler. You do this every time you see me? Hope I'll get mad enough and take you where you stand?” Joey whimpered as the brunette curled his fingers and pounded his prostate, dragging along with every word he uttered. The blonde outright moaned and clenched when Kaiba hooked his fingers grinding into the little button, hiccuping barely there words into his hands.. 

“You’re so talkative and now when I ask you questions you suddenly can't speak. Where's that bratty mouth gone huh, answer me” It doesn’t help Joey at all when Kaiba adds another finger, his face becoming scarlet as the squelching of his hole gets louder. 

“I- fuck- I, Im-” Joey can barely choke out words and Kaiba silences him, raising his hips up higher, at an angle that he knows will have the blonde screaming. 

“Wheeler, you're making me consider getting a pet, you wanna be my puppy huh? You wanna be a good boy for me?” Kaiba knows he’s got him for good when he leans closer to the pup's neck and groans in his ear. 

“You know what you have to do, mutt. Beg. Beg and you’ll get that treat you've been slobbering over for years'' He slides his fingers out with a wet squelch and he shushes Joey’s embarrassed cry at the noise. Kaiba knows he wants to hear him as clear as day, the CEO will come to this for weeks. 

It certainly doesn't help when Joey looks at him like he’s hung the moon. Teary eyes and red lips look back at him, breath hitching from exertion. He seems to be thinking about what he says, closing his eyes and yelping when Kaiba smacks his ass, knowing he wants him to look at the brunette when he pleads. 

“Please- Kai- Sir uh Master I- Please!” He huffs in irritation, shoving his face into the couch cushions before trying again. 

“Please Master, Ive been a good boy, please f-fuck me” Just hearing the blonde begging has Kaiba turning him around on his back and unto the floor. 

He’s been wanting that look from Wheeler for so long. And god those sounds he makes when Kaiba opens his pants and lets his cock out. Tip red and straining. Twitching at the thought of having Joey finally underneath him. Where he belonged. 

“Wait- No!! Kaiba, that things monstrous!! I'm not having that thing inside-” A hand clamps down on Joey's throat catching the last of the blondes sentence. Squeezing firmly enough to let the pup know who’s in charge, Kaiba just hums and brushes his nose against his ear. 

“My hand looks better than any  collar I've ever thought about giving you” Joey's eyes flutter at the realization that Kaiba has thought about this as much as he has. 

Assuming that he’s placated Joey for now, he brings his hips back and grabs the base of his cock angling it into the pup's wet hole, hissing at the slight pain. He had neglected himself too long. 

He huffs out a breath when the head breaches the pink rim and decides to push past it, knowing that if he was to savor it he would come and the fun would be over. 

Joey lets out a long whine as he feels Kaiba sheaths his way inside him. Lips parting wide in a choked off moan, his body spasming and cock jerking with pleasure as Kaiba bears down deep, his head rubbing immediately against the blonde's prostate. God he was so big, and he hates that because of course he is. 

“Come on pup breathe, youre taking my cock whether you like it or not so i'd suggest you do something to help yourself.” Kaiba does a tentative thrust, grinning when Joey turns his head to the side. 

Its cute that he’s pouting. 

“I know how bad you’re craving it, just give in like you’ve always wanted.” The low whisper traces alongside his ear sending a shiver down Joey's spine, making his hole clench down on Kaiba's deliciously. 

Every thrust has Kaiba experimentally going deeper and pushing just a little more, breaking down Joey’s walls. The blonde has to grit his teeth as he feels his mind blanking out, heat blooms at the pit of his stomach. Kaiba with his sadistic intuition, grazes his hand past his pretty pink cock and pressing down on the blondes lower stomach. Making Joey howl at the sensation of him feeling so full. He tried moving away with cries and pleading, but the CEO just growls and grabs his hips, shoving him roughly back down on his dick in revenge. Knowing that at this point if anyone was to walk past the room, everyone would know what they were doing. 

“You’re moving so much, maybe I should put a leash on you next time?” Twisting the blonde's nipples as he tilts the blondes hips higher and bringing his leg over his shoulder, it makes him shriek and Kaiba has to clap his hand over his mouth in glee. Doesnt stop him from fucking him even harder, wet slaps echoing harshly through the room as he takes his yapping puppy apart. 

“You wanna come home with me you little mutt? Want your master to feed his come into your greedy hole?” Joey shakes his head vigorously, closing his eyes as his face is further tucked into Kaiba's shirt. Caressing the blondes head as Kaiba slows down and buries himself to the hilt. Mumbles of faint “Kaiba’s” are the only thing heard in the empty room. 

Fuck Kaiba thinks he could do this forever. 

The way that Joey is gripping his white coat like a lifeline, muscled legs holding onto Kaiba's waist, barely moving- afraid the brunettes cock will slip out and it will all be over.

It makes the CEO  oddly possessive. To have his feelings returned tenfold and have Joey a whimpering mess feels like more victory than when his father died. He doesnt plan on this achievement leaving anytime soon. Joey is Kaibas’ now. 

Grinding their hips in slow circular motion, he’s overjoyed when he sees big crocodile tears start to fall on his pup's face. He keeps the torturous pace until Joey is sobbing in pleasure into his hand as he comes hard. The blonde starts to hit Kaiba's chest when he still continues to rock into him, slow and insistent, matching the rhythm exactly when he grabs Joey’s cock- until he is coming again. Screaming into Kaibas hand, spit and tears soaking every piece of skin between them. Cock twitching as it dribbles out onto Kaiba's infamous white coat. 

“K-kaiba please i-i want, fuck i want it please- I need it inside” 

He’s begging Kaiba to come inside him and this just makes Kaiba coo and grin again as he pulls out and lifts his shirt up and comes all over Joey's hiccuping chest. Grinning cheekily when he hears Joey’s whine in dismay as he smears it in, smoothing it all over his nipples and brings his hands up, gripping the blondes neck again. 

“Now, you know who you belong to mutt”

[lucidfairies]

hi 🫡

. yes that is me embarrassing the shit outta myself (I actually sent that to a handful of girls)

i. for those of you who may not know, i'm maya. i'm 18, i'm typically a masculine presenting lesbian and I happen to be a she/her. I also am unfortunately asexual

• everyone meat riding rn about why I read and write so much smut as an asexual, I would love for you to know that I'm fighting a losing battle with hypersexuality! that is all I will be sharing on that matter thank you. •

ii. I'm proficient at finding people's instas whether they wanna be found or not!! if this relates to you, you may want to hmu.

iii. um I'm single if that wasn't clear from the kicker.

iv. I have severe Audhd and I have OCD but I don't really count that because you can't really tell it's there. I'm a POTS and scoliosis survivor

(can u tell idk what the hell I'm doing)

v. I will drop my socials if you so want them but I would prefer u DM me cuz I don't need my public insta in tumblr comments tbh (I have insta, tiktok, discord, snap, so on so forth)

vi. I'm still in high school LMAOOO pls I'm not less than eighteen guys don't worry but I aspire to be in the military but I'm taking a gap year

vii. I've been writing since like third grade but over quarantine my parents kinda banished me to our basement and I was doing a lot of things I shouldn't have been doing but now I'm sorta good at writing !!

viii. fics are kinda a side gig, I do write real shit here and there but there's genuinely no point so idk why I do it

ix. I'm what people like to call a whore except I don't fuck around I just talk to like nine people at once (hop off my dick rn)

x. I'm hilariously funny if you ever wanna strike up a conversation

xi. I'm down for ANY conversations. you wanna talk about what kinks some random bitch has based on their appearance? let's talk about it. wanna tell me about the sex you had last night? I'll go get a snack. I don't get triggered by really anything so if u need an outlet, I'm right here bb

xii. I actually have a massive gyatt

xiii. I can curl a lot of lbs and um I can bench some too and I guess do leg stuff (gym girlies rise)

xiv. I'm Jewish but not like Jewish my fam just is, I am probably one of the furthest things from religion and I don't hugely support organized religion (my fav way to describe it is being Jew-ish)

xv. I am a leftist through and through (pro choice, pro science, pro gays, Black lives matter, stop Asian hate, in case you needed clarification on that one) and I avoid knowingly being friends with Republicans at all costs

xvi. I am pro Palestine, nothing anyone will say or do could change my stance on that one.

xvii. I have a cat + dog

xviii. I don't get cold like ever cuz I ski in like 10° weather all winter

xix. I have Duolingo and if u wanna beef it out w a quest then I am definitely down for that because I will beat you (I'm learning Hawaiian and Hebrew)

xx. I'm fluent in German and speak it at home w the fam and I know some Spanish + French

xxi. juice boxes > anything

xxii. some more pics of me will follow whenever I stfu

xxiii. I stand at a whopping six feet tall but I swear I have short person energy

xxv. in my personal opinion I have huge dick energy but you're welcome to put me in my place (I'm a switch and I'll cook for you)

xxiv. if your snap score is more that 300k we can't be friends I'm sorry (mine is 100k suck my c o c k)

xxvi. best position is doggy but I can be persuaded into something different

xxvii. CUNT

xxviii. uhhhh I'm from the East Coast of America so l operate in EST time

anyway it was nice getting to talk about myself for a long time 🫡 feel free to make numerous comments about my life in the comments

anyway y'all here are some for faceless pics that are guaranteed to make u cream (see, hilarious)

sayonara sistas

[raccoonfallsharder]

✩࿐࿔ take a frickin' shower. [new 11/7]

fluff | gn reader | no use of y/n | drabble | word count: 1,359. read more on ao3 | ✩࿐࿔ take what you need masterlist | main masterlist

sometimes a shower takes too much energy, but the captain is here to coerce you. sure, there are other ways to keep yourself clean in a pinch, but everyone knows you just feel better after a shower. and right now many of us could do with feeling a little better.

so sorry this has been so long in coming, nonnie-love. i hope you find it useful and comforting. honestly, you're not alone. showers take a lot of spoons sometimes but they are almost always worth it. imo, it is as hard to get out of a shower as it is to get in. (go take one anyway. right now, if you can.)

You stare up at the ceiling of your Knowhere apartment. Something like sunlight filters in, pearly and gossamer across the bone-plaster. It’s lovely outside, you know — not too warm, and not too cold. The skull has been parked the perfect distance from a protostar wreathed in emerald and claret diamond-dust — a favorite peace-time location for your fellow Knowhere locals, who’ve taken to calling the star Gamora. It casts a mint-and-rose glow across the fabricated atmospheric shield, creating the illusion of a cotton-candy sky from the ocular and occipital observation decks. The colors blend with the manufactured wake-shift lights inside the skull, and it all creates a pretty, springlike effect that you haven’t seen anywhere else. And still, it’s hard to make yourself do anything. Right now is an excellent example. You haven’t been able to shower in days — barely scraping up the energy to splash water on your face in the morning. You’d barely managed to take your clothes down to the laundromat a few hours earlier, and now getting up to go retrieve them seems impossible. You lift your head — only to thump it back down into the downy pillow. Then you do it again. And again. Except on the final soft thump, there’s a new sound: a thud. It takes you a puzzled second to place it: the toe of a rubber-soled shoe, bouncing off the door. Welp. Only one asshole who knocks with his foot.

read more on ao3 ✩࿐࿔ for nonnie ♡

need more reminders from rocket?

the world is hard, and sometimes it's difficult to complete daily tasks & take care of yourself (aka rocket bullies you for your own damn good).

feel free to ✩ request reminders ✩ via reblogs, asks, and tumblr or ao3 comments if they would be helpful for you. it may take me a hot minute to get to them depending on life n stuff, but i will do my best. if you’d like to join my fanfiction taglist, please comment or send me a message or ask! ♡

this is about as wholesome as it gets (for me) i think. can be read platonically or romantically. mcu-based anthology, meant to take place post-volume-3, but headcanon however you want ♡

✩࿐࿔ take what you need masterlist

eat somethin. (wc: 576)

go to frickin bed already. (wc: 737)

get outta bed & get your shit done.(wc: 925)

take a damn bath. (wc: 1,375)

leave your frickin skin alone. (wc: 1,579)

take a fuckin study break.(wc: 1,020)

drink some goddamn water. (wc: 1,209)

stop destroying your frickin clothes. (wc: 1,609)

just buy the damn thing already. (wc: 1,271)

it's frickin laundry day. (wc: 1,923)

get some sunshine, sunshine. (wc: 1,614)

did you take your damn meds today? (wc: 1,288)

schedule your fuckin' appointments.(wc: 1,222)

do your goddamn dishes. (wc: 994)

brush your frickin' teeth. (wc: 1,774)

nobody fuckin hates you (wc: 1,231)

stop biting your goddamn nails (wc: 2,920)

take a frickin' shower (wc: 1,359 ) for nonnie ♡

if you find any of these at all helpful, they're meant for you.

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total word-count: 24,667.

[specialinterestshows]

Hey there!

The Samijey anon again here. I saw you post requests are open for WWE characters, thought I'd shoot my shot again. But obviously no pressure at all. In case you forgot..

https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/750101779991183360/hey-there-im-not-usually-that-much-of-a-finn-x?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/750138178539831296/thats-sweet-of-you-to-reply-looking-forward-to?source=share

Anyway if at all, I was wondering if you could please do a Fic about them. You can do whatever you like, although if there is smut, I'd luv it if it were bottom Jey. Although as mentioned last time a bit of Jealous Jey would be fun too. Anyway thanks for indulging me and being so nice to me last time. Won't be offended if you say no to this as its not your usual ship. 💕

Happily!

The following is a Sami Zayn x Jey Uso fic that has turned into a three-parter. Enjoy!

Warnings for this section: Jealousy, depression, alcohol/intoxication, excessive drinking, throwing up

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Gimme Another Shot (Part 1/3): Then

Jey Uso hated seeing Sami Zayn anything less than happy - it almost physically pained him. So when he informed Sami that he had arranged for the two of them to meet up with Kevin Owens, the grin forming under the bushy ginger beard and tackle of a hug he received in response was a relief. Sami’s warm embrace was returned immediately, making Jey’s heart soar - until it ran into the clear, glass window that was Sami’s verbal response as the hug ended:

“I can’t wait to see Kevin! I miss him already.”

That’s why he was happy: to see his old tag team partner. Never mind the thought and effort Jey had put into this, keeping it a secret until the last minute. But tonight was about Sami, so Jey’s smile never faltered the entire walk to the bar - though his eyes now lacked a certain spark.

Once the two of them were in sight of the place, Kevin was easy to spot. Sami practically ran up to the man and jumped into his arms, the two of them laughing and exchanging a few words. Jey felt a bit awkward, following behind the two as they entered the bar.

“Hey, thanks for setting this up, man,” Kevin told Jey as soon as the three of them found a good place to sit, “I wasn’t sure about you after everything with the Bloodline and all, but this really means something. Drinks are on me tonight.”

With that, K.O. flagged down the bartender and ordered a round of beers.

Despite Kevin insisting on paying, Jey had been running a secret tab of his own so he could sneak a shot every now and then - when the sight of the two men joking together happily was just too much.

Sami and Kevin finishing each other’s sentences?

Take a shot.

Nostalgic story about them as a tag team?

Take a shot.

Kevin putting his arm around Sami?

Take two shots.

It was better than giving into the urge to punch Kevin Owens in his smug fucking face.

The men he sat with seemed to be too wrapped up in each other to notice anything was off, until Jey narrowly avoided falling out of his seat trying to get the bartender’s attention.

“I don’t remember you being such a lightweight,” Sami commented, one eyebrow raised.

“Took some extra shots,” Jey admitted, refusing to look Sami in the eye.

Sami sighed.

“C’mon, you’re staying with me tonight,” he said, throwing Jey’s arm over his shoulder as he moved to stabilize the man, “Someone needs to keep an eye on you.”

Jey ducked out from under Sami, insisting, “Psh, I’m good-“ before losing his balance and falling to the ground.

This time it was Kevin that leapt to Jey’s aid; but the moment he touched the other man’s arm, Jey pulled away as if the contact was physically painful.

“Fuck outta here!” Jey almost shouted, “You got the guy, now you wanna act like a hero too, huh?”

The accusation seemed to come out of nowhere; Kevin turned to Sami, looking concerned, but mostly confused.

“I got him,” Sami said reassuringly, giving Kevin’s shoulder a gentle pat.

The two said their goodbyes and a moment later, Jey felt a kinder, more familiar touch helping him stand steady.

“Place I’m staying is just around the corner,” Sami told him, “I can walk us both there.”

Good, Jey thought, ‘cause I ain’t never gonna get tired of your arms around me.

“So, what made you drink so much in the first place?” Sami asked once the two of them were walking through the city.

“Couldn’t stop thinkin’ ‘bout you ‘n… Kevin,” Jey admitted, gaze fixed on the sidewalk, “S’been a while, but… I felt sick when he held you today, same as he did after I hurt you. I ain’t never wanna hurt you, uce, but you leavin’ the Bloodline… I took that personal. I mean, I called you my brother. You know what that meant to me?”

Hearing those same words again ignited something in Sami; imagined arguments with Jey that he played in his mind over and over started flooding back.

“Respectfully, I don’t think you realize just how difficult it was for me,” Sami said through gritted teeth, doing his best not to scream it from his core, “Do you really think I didn’t care about you when I left? That it was easy for me to move on? When I was with the Bloodline, I woke up every morning, looked in the mirror, and couldn’t recognize the man staring back at me. I couldn’t live like that anymore.”

“I get that, but… it took so long for me to trust you. And when I did…” Jey’s voice became a whisper, “I ain’t trusted no one like that since.”

Jey paused, then suddenly leaned away from Sami before dropping to his knees and throwing up in a nearby bush. Sami knelt beside him patiently, pulling out an extra napkin he snagged at the bar and offering it when Jey seemed finished.

“I “unno how many times I cursed my own hands for beatin’ you down,” Jey admitted, words running together as he used the napkin to wipe away a few tears, “But even on the worst days, thinkin’ ‘bout you givin’ me another shot kept me going.”

Unsure of how to respond, a wash of melancholy seeping into his core, Sami decided to play it off.

“I think you’ve had enough shots for tonight,” he joked, rising to his feet before helping Jey do the same, “C’mon, we’re almost there.”

A few minutes later, the two stood in front of Sami’s room.

“You stayin’ in a place like this?” Jey scoffed, stumbling into the dingy motel room, “You deserve better. Like you always deserved better’n… just me.”

“Hey, don’t talk about my guy like that,” Sami said without a second thought, “You’re better than anything I could ever ask for.”

Jey looked surprised and almost touched for a moment - before crouching suddenly and throwing up into the small trash bin near the door.

[end part one of three]

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/specialinterestshows/757086910737956864/gimme-another-shot-part-23-now

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Tag list (thank you!)

@domripley

[andydrysdalerogers]

Yours Submissively ~ Conversations

Steve Rogers X OFC Isabella Davis

Summary: Five Years after the events of Civil War, Steve Rogers has moved on from avenging and has started his own business, Grant Inc. He has a secret that would turn his world upside down. And he's good at keep that secret. Until he meets the woman with violet eyes that could bring him to his knees. Now his mission is to make her, his. But she is the key that could bring the world into balance... or chaos.

And she has no idea.

Series Warnings: slow burn at the beginning, smut, angst, sexual themes of BDSM, dom/sub dynamics, kidnapping, loss of virginity, (and a bunch of others that will come up)

A/N: the taglist is open!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Banners by me!

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit. DO NOT REPOST MY FICS. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated

Previous: Frustrations

Series Masterlist ~ Main Masterlist

After Belle calmed down and Steve unpacked, Steve took Belle on a hike around the area. “I built the house here for the privacy.  Tony, he owns the land around the lake and let me have some.”  

“It’s beautiful.”  Belle took in the peacefulness of the area.  “I can see why you can get some tranquility here.”  

Steve took her hand and squeezed gently.  “I’m hoping you and I can get some peace and understanding while we are here.”  

“Is that what you want?” 

“It is Belle.  You have to know how sorry I am I let it get here, sweet pea.  I never wanted to hurt you.”  

B”ut you did.  You left me.  I was so alone. You promised.”  

Steve sighed. “I know I did.”  

“And you still left.  Why?”  

Steve stopped her and looked her in the eyes. “Isabella, the thought of losing you, losing the one person in the world that I would pick up the shield again for, is terrifying.  You have no idea how much you have changed me. How you made me look at the world differently.  Its you baby, all you.  And I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if I didn’t do everything in my power to protect you.”  

Belle took in his words but needed to express what she was feeling inside.  All the doubts and second guesses. “I didn’t feel loved anymore.  We have such an intense relationship Steve. And it just suddenly changed.” She closed her eyes and faced away from him.  “Maybe if we weren’t together…” 

“Don’t.  Isabella, don’t even go there. Nothing would change the fact that I would burn down the world for you.”  

“But if you didn’t know me, then you wouldn’t be so worried.”  

“I would worry anyways.  And I think I would still find you.  Because you are my other half, sweet pea.  You are my perfect match.  Yes, I screwed up and yes, I probably deserved to have that feeling of despair when I saw you with that guy.  But all it showed me is that I need to get my head outta my ass and fight for the woman that I love.  I love you so much.  I hate that it took for some asshole to be all over my girl for me to see the amazing woman that you are.”  

“I didn’t like kissing him you know.  It was different, weird. It wasn’t you.” Belle looked up at him.  “It wasn’t my amore.  I’m so sorry that I let it happen.”  

“I don’t blame you.  I blame myself.” Steve pulled her closer.  “I’m gonna show you this week how much I love you and how much I need you.”  

The next morning, Belle awoke next to Steve.  She studied him as he slept, his features more boyish in his sleep.  She pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before getting up to make coffee.  She took her mug and sat on the loungers outside overlooking the water, a blanket covering her.  She thought about the conversation from yesterday.  Maybe they both overreacted to the conversation.  She remembered what they had promised each other in the beginning. That they would talk.  

She pulled the notebook she had with her and wrote down a list.   

Things we need to talk about 

Disappearing 

Threats 

More dates 

Sharon 

Scheduling a weekly date 

“You should probably add no flirting with other men,” a voice behind her said, causing her to jump.  

“Bucky! Seriously!”  

“Sorry, I thought you heard me.” Bucky chuckled as he sat next to her.  “I came to get some coffee as the annex was out.”  

“Jerk,” she mumbled.  “You could have stayed here, you know.”  

“And listen to you and Steve and your ‘relations’? No thank you.”  

“For your information, I’m not giving that up until we finish negotiating.” Belle smirked at the look of disgust on Bucky’s face.  

“You know, he only did it for you.”  

“I know that.  Doesn’t excuse the neglect.”  

“I get that.  I do. I’m sorry I didn’t step in sooner.”  

“You shouldn’t have to.” She put her pen down. “He should want to do this.”  

“And I do,” Steve said as he walked onto the deck. He glanced down and saw the list. “I see we are making our list of demands.”  

“Can’t negotiate without them, amore.”  Belle looked down on her list.  “Anything you want to add?” 

“No, I think we got it.  Come.  I’ll make us some breakfast.  Its cold out here. Bucky, you staying?” 

“For food, sure.”  

Breakfast was quick but quiet.  Bucky took off after he cleaned his plate, stating he was a phone call away if they needed him or planned to leave the home.  Belle headed up to clean up. As she spitted out her toothpaste, she saw Steve in the mirror, watching her.  “Ok, this is new and creepy.”  

“Just appreciating you sweet pea. I’m starting to realize how much I missed you.  Even the little things.”  

Belle finished and spun around.  “Steve, why didn’t you just tell me?” 

“I didn’t want to scare you.  For the month after the attempt to kidnap you, you had small nightmares.” Belle opened her mouth to speak but he cut her off. “And before you say you weren’t, I sleep next to you every night so don’t lie.”  

Belle frowned at him. “Fine, I was having nightmares but that doesn’t explain why you decided to just take off.”  

“I needed to find some way to help you. If you knew the threat was gone, maybe you would be more at peace.”  

“But I needed you.” Belle looked down.  “You are the only man I have ever needed besides my dad. And you left me.”  

“I didn’t leave you.  I tried so hard but I just wanted to eliminate the danger so we could at ease.  Baby,” he took her hands into his, “my whole world begins and ends with you. And I couldn’t live with myself if I lost you.”  He kissed her forehead.  “Let’s sit and talk.”   

He guided her to the two chairs in room. “Ok so first things first, I will discuss all my concerns with you from now on.”  She nodded.  “On to the next. I know Sharon may have alluded to her and I having a relationship. I hope you know that it’s not true.  We had a working relationship but not anymore.  I am working on moving her business to Stark so she has no reason to see me or be in my building. We haven’t been close for a while, and I want to prove that to you.”  

“And the threats?” 

“Bucky said he would take that over.  I can protect you just as well as he can so he’s going to work on chasing the leads.  But I will stay with you.” He kissed her palms. “Anything else?” 

“I want more dates, more intimacy with you.”  

“Done.  We can set a standing weekly date.  I’ll make sure Devon knows and I’ll clear my schedule on Fridays.  The weekend will belong to us unless we have an event to go to.”  

“You promise?”  

“I promise. As long as you promise not to flirt with another man ever again.”  

Belle giggled.  “I can promise that.  I love you.”  

“God, I love you so much Isabella.”  He cupped her cheek. “Think I can take you to bed now?  Its been so long.”  

Belle batted her eyelashes. “You might have to convince me Mr. Rogers.”  

Steve groaned.  “Oh, challenge accepted.” He grasped her under her thighs as she squealed and carried her to the king size bed.  “I’ve always wanted to make love to you in this bed with this view.”  The windows looked out to the mountain side as snow began to fall softly.  

“No one can see us, right?” 

Steve voice dropped an octave. “Do you honestly think I would let anyone see my girl when I make her cum?” He lips descended from her lips to her neck.  

Belle breath hitched. “No sir.”  

“That’s right princess.  Now, I need more access so let’s remove a few layers, shall we?”  He pulled her wrapped sweater from her body.  “So beautiful my love.  I love you.”  He bit her nipple through her camisole, and she moaned.  

“I love you.  Please sir, I need more.”  

“Don’t you worry love.  I got you.” His fingers traced down her sleep clothes to her waistband.  His fingers danced around her navel before sinking below the fabric. She was soaked already. “So wet, my love.”  She arched her back as he sank one finger into her.  “So tight and warm, just the way I like you.”  He pumped his finger, adding another as she mewled. “Did you miss me?” 

“So. Much,” she gasped. Steve, please. Belle needed more friction, or she felt like she would die.  It had been weeks since Steve had touched her.  He was a drug, and she was addicted. She was rising fast, that familiar tightening coming faster and faster. “Steve, I’m gonna…” no chance to complete her sentence as she saw stars as her eyes closed and the wave of euphoria washed over her.  

“That’s it, princess, such a good girl, letting go for me.” Steve worked her through her first high, enjoying the blissed out look on her face. “God, I have missed this.” He leaned down to capture her lips. “I miss seeing this look princess.”  He removed his fingers and brought them to his mouth as Belle’s chest gasped for air. “Hmm, delicious.”  

“Fuck me,” Belle mumbled watching the action of Steve’s tongue wrap around his fingers. “Baby, I need you.”  

“I need you too princess.” Steve laid down and pulled her on top.  He slipped his rock hard member up into her and slowly let her sink down. “Fuck, tighter than I remember.”  

“Baby, so big,” Belle moaned.  She finally reached his navel and took a moment to look down at him, his blond hair falling in front of his forehead, teeth biting his lower lip. She rocked her hip slowly and he let out a beautiful moan. She started a steady pace, enjoying the small control before Steve placed his hands on her hips and moved her faster.  

“This is mine,” Steve growled. She moaned her agreement.  “Say it princess.  Say you are mine.”  

“I’m yours Amore Mio, all yours.”  

Steve flipped them over, never losing pace.  He grasped her wrists with one hand over her head as he reached with the other and flicked her clit.  The resulting wail making him harder. “Cum now princess.”  

Belle’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as her orgasm pulsed through her clamping down on him and sucking him further in. “Steve!” 

“Fuck Belle!” Steve released into her, rope upon rope of hot cum flooding her.  Weeks of self-deprivation released into her. He kissed her forehead and then pressed his forehead to hers, attempting to calm his heart. He pulled out gently and fell next to her, both still trying to catch their breath.  Steve pulled her close and kissed her forehead again.  “I love you.”  

“I love you.  That was amazing.”  

“Hmm… it was perfect.”  Steve rose to grab a cloth and clean her up.  “Let’s nap sweet pea.  He settled her on his chest, and they quickly fell asleep.”  

The rest of the week went quickly, with walks around the lake, lazy sex in the morning.  Belle would read in the hidden library while Steve sketched. They would talk during meals, making up for the time lost.  Towards the end of the week, Steve became fidgety, something Belle had never seen.  

“Amore, are you ok?” 

“Of course, sweet pea. Why do you ask?” 

“You look anxious.”  

“I’m not.”  

Belle eyed him.  “Ok, if you say so.  I’m going to go practice on the piano.  You can listen if you want.”  She walked off to the living room.  Steve watched her head out and he made a beeline for his desk.  He opened the drawer and grabbed what he was looking for.  He went out and heard the piano softly.  

We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January  And this is our place, we make the rules  And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear  Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?  Can I go where you go?  Can we always be this close forever and ever?  And ah, take me out, and take me home  You're my, my, my, my  Lover  We could let our friends crash in the living room  This is our place, we make the call  And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you  I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all  Can I go where you go?  Can we always be this close forever and ever?  And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)  You're my, my, my, my  Lover 

Steve sat in the chair nearest to her as she smiled as continued to play.  

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?  With every guitar string scar on my hand  I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover  My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue  All's well that ends well to end up with you  Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover  And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me  And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

 

Can I go where you go?  Can we always be this close forever and ever?  And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)  You're my, my, my, my  Oh, you're my, my, my, my  Darling, you're my, my, my, my  Lover 

She finished playing just as Steve moved to sit next to her.  “We can be this close forever, sweet pea.”  

“We can?” 

“If you’ll have me.” Steve took her hand.  “Isabella, you as my beginning and my ending. I was lost, leaving the shield behind.  I had no more purpose in life until I met you.  You are the reason I keep going.  I love you so much.”  He moved and got down on one knee. “Please, let me keep you close forever and ever.  Will you do me the extraordinary honor and be my wife?  Let me be your husband?” 

Steve looked hopefully at her as a single tear fell from her eyes.  

NEXT

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[draco-after-dark]

TUMBLR HELLO???

Been trying to respond to the person that asked about the text to colour pallet generator I used in the little doodle board i did a few days ago but my comments just keep... evaporating??? So I made a post about it instead incase anyone else wants to fuck around with it.

Called colour magic. I've only used it a handful of times and it has a limit of 3 palette generations per day. You just type a single word or as many as you want and it gives you 5 different colours. I've notice that if you just give it one word your probably going to get a single colour pallet that just has vary of darker or lighter colours of the same colour.

but it is fun to mess around with despite being a fucking AI pallet generator. I hate AI art but I let this one program be an exception because I thought is was really funny Feral = BROWN My boy is just chocolate apparently that and it made Aftermath Feral GREY.

So here you go @boxmorelover232. Sorry it took so long to answer your question and hope you don't mind I just made a post about it.

Anyway gonna go beat the shit outta Tumblr now. You don't get to just erase my comment 50 times when I'm just trying to be helpful.

[nightswithkookmin]

I love Hobi, God knows I do and he is enlisting soon. I get that. Me is ot7 anyday of the week. But here lies my issue;

FACE lasted on there 👇🏽 for all of 2 minutes

Then look how close their release dates are.

Members so far have gotten to promote their shit with no interruptions but Jimin has to share the limelight❓❓❓ For whatever reason. And people are gonna keep yapping about how he's the company's favorite? Ain't no such thing man, Fuck outta here!

I'm on pills and that's not even working

First off, I think two things can be true at once. Jm could be hybe's favorite idol and still get screwed up by hybe💀

Ain't nobody following the script like Park Jimin, ain't nobody fetching them coins and attention like Park Jimin. He's the korean IT Boy brand reputation king. Hybe's gotta love him and if they don't fuck them. They ain't shit anyways😌

This whole shmelly business has me between rocky and palm face won't lie. And any comment I make on this will fetch me some heat but here goes nothing. On one hand I love me some healthy idol competition up in BAngtan to see who outsells who and who out performs who- makes for quality entertainment if you ask me.

but on the other hand, I just hate blatant injustices and this right here is the mother of all injustices. It's just atrocious and wrong. It's not really a fair competition if some have more resources, more exposure and more corporate support now is it?

What is good for the goose is good for the gander and I'm just not seeing the fair equitable distribution of company resources on this one. Hybe needs to wash their ass with soap. It stinks from all the shitting they be shitting out here.

It's one thing if they are doing it on purpose but if all this is just one big coincidence as a result of their lack of thoughtfulness and awareness in handing these boys' marketing then I'm sorry someone needs to get skinned up in there. Yea I said it. Off with their heads.

Knowing hybe it's either they think JM has enough organic traction to sell on his own- matter fact, when it comes to the maknae line vs the hyung line this is very often the approach but we don't talk about that💀

I remember they did the same thing around the time of covid right before BTS announced they were going solo. I remember ranting about how they were deliberately sabotaging BTS to promote the other brands under hybe.

It's not uncommon for hybe to use the influence, reach and relevance of one brand to cross promote another. Yall recieved the weird notifications from certain brands on Weverse?

Whe it comes to the hyung line, the company goes a little bit hard and extra each time and they often do this with the members they think are least likely to perform in terms of numbers.

However, this time around, I think it has something to do with the enrollment list? Don't know, could be wrong. The thought that JM or Namjoon is next after Hobi makes me sick to the tummy and I hope I'm wrong 😭😭😭

I want to give them the benefit of the doubt and assume they going off of the enlistment list and need to do whatever they can for Hobi before he leaves.

Besides, I think If they were to treat the members equally and not equitably, I'm afraid some members wouldn't do as well- phpah pah paw. Gunshots😭😭

I know they think Jimin has the numbers, and he will do great in spite of these hurdles- but see, that's how we lose. THATS HOW WE FUCKING LOSE when everyone stops pushing cos they think this is an easy win!

I've seen Bangtan lose and come close to losing awards because of mentalities like this for me to sit quietly and watch it happen to Park Jimin. IT'S JUST NOT FAIR!

But then i also dont see him as competing against the hyung line you know? What are they competing for? Those two have totally different audiences and need unique market approaches and strategies to reach them💀

And I'm not just talking about reaching just army.

I would be concerned if they started using the same promotional strategy of a rapper for a singer.

If anything, I think JMs competition is the Maknae line and probably Jin too as he is also part of the vocal line. Therefore I feel I don't have a yardstick to measure him against yet as neither Jungkook nor Tae's album has been released- right?

But wait till it's JK or Taehyung's turn and let me see different treatment out here- I DARE THEM

If hybe thinks they are just going to gloss over things and sweep JMs album debut under the rags then they have another thing coming. They should plant their feet on solid grounds cos I'm about yanking the ground from underneath them.

They are going to leave everything on the shoulder of the fans and then swoop in last minute to claim they did shit for the BOYS when things turn out great.

They should show me the budget they have for each members' promotional package. Let's start there. Cos that determines how and where each member gets promoted.

On the flip side, having those two contents out around the same time reduces promotion costs as such content tend to cross promote eachother. Face will definitely drive traffic to Hobi's content as will Hobi's content to Face.

Personally I wished they would release vminkook albums consecutively within a short span of eachother. People listening to face will be more likely to click on Jk's song and Tae's right after. It keeps the fans engaged, keeps the momentum going and keeps all three trending on the charts making it hard for an outsider to break the chain.

They could have done same for the hyung line too.

All this seem to lack direction and each day my non existent faith in hybe wanes.

I hope the end would justify the means. Hopefully. I'm gonna sit tightly out here and watch it all play out to the credits and then I will comment on it😌

Hybe brought them this far, I should at least hope they know what the hell they are doing. But if Face pays the price for their edgy endeavors then I shouldn't be held responsible for the hex I put on them.

It's funny how you say Jimin is about to share the limelight when he's actually about to eat Hobi up😭😭

Gotta run 🏃‍♂️ 🏃‍♂️ 🏃‍♂️

[dredgenvale]

relatively long rant about destiny, bungie, and player sentiment. no salt here. not towards the game at least. just the community.

i read the state of the game update. it made me really fucking excited and optimistic for what's coming next with destiny. turns out that's not the majority opinion and most people are just. so salty and so angry over things that i genuinely don't see as a problem. moreover, i often don't even understand why it's such a perceived problem in the first place. i mean, i'm usually the first to call out greedy developers. i've watched james stephanie sterling's videos for at least half a decade now. (kinda off topic but when we were both pre-transition and when i was like 14 i had sent them an email about how they helped us a lot with body image and they sent a really sweet reply even though i was the most awkward of awkward autistic kids)

point being - i fucking HATE greedy AAA game companies. and now bungie is being accused of the same practices for [checks notes] updating the game at their own pace and telling the stories that they want to tell? it's bullshit. sure, the eververse isn't perfect. sure, there are definitely some fucky monetization practices. i'd definitely prefer if the whole silver system was done away with entirely. but is it as bad as with activision? FUCK no. i saw a comment a bit ago saying 'the biggest trick bungie ever pulled was convincing us activision was the problem'. haven't been able to get that outta my head cause of how little sense it makes. as far as i can tell, nothing's really changed with destiny other than the price of seasons going up like 5 bucks with lightfall. would you rather have a price increase and keep buying ala carte, or pay like 40 bucks monthly like with other live service games?

bungie is still a big gaming company, definitely still have Opinions about those. but (knock on fucking wood) i haven't heard any of the horror stories i usually hear from those, ubisoft for example. bungie seems to genuinely care about the game experience. why else would they go independent again when they were making assloads of money with activision?

anyway. kind of rambling at this point. i guess my main point is that i have no clue what's gotten the d2 community all worked up recently when as far as i can tell nothing's really changed.