#but as soon as I was like oh yea no you’re absolutely part of the problem with how you treat women

[drghostwrite]

911, What’s your Emergency?

Y’all had to know it was coming, just recently discovered the show and I’m loving it (obsessed) so far… and tbh who doesn’t look at Buck and just like, well yk.

Pairing: Evan Buckley x reader

Summary: Evan and Reader meet at an unlikely time. There are some flashbacks in this story.

P.S. multi part story!!

******************************************************** Home.

Wrapped under cozy blankets on cool sheets, feeling your soft mattress and pillows enveloping your sore body after your last long night in the ER. Freshly showered and ready to sleep for the next couple days before your next shift. Instead that’s the opposite of where you found yourself.

“Miss… Miss… can you hear me?” You heard a voice pulling you from your daydream. Red and Blue lights were bouncing off the rain on your windshield, you could see a fire truck in your review mirror. Spiderwebs of cracks splintered glass into your car, the large metal beam crushing your windshield and roof.

“Uh yea… yea.”

“Okay good my name is Evan Buckley I’m a firefighter, what’s your name?”

“Y/N, Y/N Avery.”

“Okay Y/N, you were in an accident, do you remember what happened?”

“Uh there were these cars that were swerving and next thing I know a third hit me from behind and the the pole and that’s it.”

“Okay, well we’re here now and we’re gonna get you out, does anything hurt? Do you think you can move?”

“I think I’m okay, just a couple scratches.” You said grabbing the door handle as he pulled it open helping you out of the car. You started walking towards the engine of 118 but not before you collapsed and Evan caught you.

“Okay Y/N I think we should take you to the hospital.” He said picking you up.

“Probably best…” you said with a weak smirk before passing out, the last thing you remembered seeing was him climb into the ambulance behind you, and the next thing you saw was him sitting next to your hospital bed waiting for you to wake up.

“Hey?” You watched him confused.

“Hey, you’re awake, how do you feel?”

“honestly like I got hit by a car, oh wait…”

“This is true.” He laughed and my God did he have the most gorgeous smile.

“So it’s Evan right.”

“Yes ma’am but my friends call me Buck…”

“Oof, ma’am?” You laughed, “trust me I am not a ma’am, just call me Y/N”

“whatever you say.” He laughed.

“so you stayed?”

“well no one else showed up and I can’t leave a beautiful woman by herself after something like that.”

“beautiful?…” you chuckled, “once I’m out of here let me take you out and then I’ll show you beautiful.”

“Oh so now we’re flirting with guy who saved your life.”

“Hah yea, I’m also flirting with the hot firefighter that always carries people into my ER.”

“Oh okay, I see… well then, this hot firefighter would love to take the beautiful nurse on a date once she’s feeling better.”

“whatever you say lover boy.” You laughed as he just smiled at you.

———time jump———

Never did you see yourself here, you thought as you were so rudely pulled from your memories by the bustling room around you. Dresses and makeup bags flung, curling wands covering the counters, you stood and padded into the next room, quiet enveloping you from the girls getting ready in the other room. You walked up to the gorgeous white dress hanging in front of the window, running your fingers over the delicate stitching, a breathtaking wedding dress, your wedding dress. Closing your eyes as you calmed your nerves for what came next, hearing a gentle knock on the door and the shuffle of footsteps, gentle hands came to wrap around your shoulders as a chin rested on one of them, “you ready?”

you turned to be greeted by the sparkling eyes of none other than Maddie, Bucks sister, your soon to be sister in law.

“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life.” You smile back.

“Good because I absolutely can’t wait for you to be my sister.” She hugged you before delicately helping you into the dress, pulling the zipper up and fixing the buttons, she rested her chin on your shoulder again as you watched on in the mirror another soft knock resounding as Athena Grant stepped into the room, “Absolutely gorgeous.” She said pulling you into a hug.

It wasn’t long before you were walking down the aisle, Bobby beside you as you flashed back to your first date.

———flashback———

“So how’s it feel to finally be free, back to the land of the living?” Buck asked.

“You know it’s always weird when the nurse becomes the patient and for once I think I actually don’t miss those white walls.” You both chuckled.

“Well I’m just glad I finally get to take you for a real dinner.” He said tucking your arm in his as you walked.

“Oh come on the green jello was date material?” You joked.

“wellll… maybe but the sneaking down the hallways definitely was…” he poked you in the side mischievously.

“Evan Buckley we don’t speak of that.” You both laughed.

“I’m just sayin…” before he could finish you heard someone call your names.

“Y/N! Buck!” You heard and turned to see Bobby and Athena walking behind you.

“Athena!” You said pulling her into a hug.

“Hi baby… how’re you doing?” She smiled pulling back.

“Good, I’m a lot better now that I’m not spending my nights in the hospital.”

“Well I’m glad, I hear Buck here has been taking god care of you though.”

“Only the best.” He smiled, “So how do you guys know Y/N?”

“Well I knew Athena from way before, my mom passed when I was younger and it just so happened that Athena had come in and out of the ER enough for us to get to know each other and she took me under her wing.”

“Oh okay…” he said listening to you explain, eyes beaming.

“Bobby on the other hand, he got initiated once he decided he wanted to propose, but honestly they’re like the parents I don’t have.”

“Wow, that so cool. I had no idea yall knew each other.”

“Oh “know each other” is the nice way of putting it, I could tell you some stories about this girl.”

“Nothing I probably haven’t already seen, she has a rebel streak.” He smiled and you slapped his arm.

“I said no stories…” you all laughed.

———time jump———

“I do.” Words that you weren’t sure you would ever hear cross your lips and yet here you were, staring into the eyes of your lover, your best friend, your husband.

you didn’t register what happened next other than him dipping you, kissing your lips like no one was in the room and then cheering as you stood back up straight.

“I’m your wife.” You said looking into his eyes.

“I’m your husband.” He said kissing you again as silent happy tears fell.

“I love you always and forever.” You both said in sync before laughing.

[akiraiscute]

Yandere!Killua X Hunter!Reader

Tw ; Yandere shit, gore (idk what to add)

KILLUA IS A CHILD IN THIS AND SO IS READER. SO ITS NOTHING ELSE THAN KISSING AND HUGGING AND CUDDLING.

Yet all of this could off been avoided, everything could off been avoided if you didn’t go to the hunter exam. Everything, every last detail, every single word you said to both of them but here the fuck you are. Hugging the person who is absolutely obsessed with you, yes you don’t know but still.. its such a horrible move but you’re here with gon, Killua can’t just confess his love for you in front of gon or that blonde guy and black hair guy! That would make it awkward as well. But You were worried sick about killua, you even came with gon and uh, Kurapika and Le- Leorio.. Doesn’t that mean you care about him? If he even thinks about it, he gets this weird feeling. Killua doesn’t like that weird feeling at all.

“Kil! You’re bruised?! Are you okay?!”

“Oh..oh im fine..”

“You don’t look fine!”

“Oh shut up gon!…”

Killua said embarrassed as his reddening face got called out by gon, again. Leorio and kurapika smiled at the three, adoring this scene as it played. They both started to laugh a bit.. Just because he gets red around you, doesn’t mean shit! Doesn’t mean he has a crush on you, not at all. That’s weird! Super duper weird! But, but seeing you get even more worried for him, was making him weak.. isn’t that a bad sign?! Being weak is bad, right..? Yea! It is! He can’t stand you making him suddenly weak, just because you care about him doesn’t matter! Doesn’t mean anything either.. God, maybe Killua was head over heels for you, maybe he would just.. confess his love, maybe. And maybe! You’ll say yes and you two could live happily, away from his family too… god he wanted that. He didn’t want his fucked up family to take you away, nor take him away from you. He can’t stand being away fro- What is he thinking! He just met you, maybe a few weeks ago! Or a month ago! He can’t be talking like this about you. Ugh..

“Let’s go already, my mother may already be heading this way.”

“Oh! Okay!”

“What is your mother like anyways?”

That made Killua’s gears turning. He started to rant about his mother doing stuff, crazy stuff. Might i add.. Walking past the servants or whatever and kept talking as gon and you said bye and ran after him, Kurapika and leorio doing the same but walking. When You five got outside, kurapika started to speak, sorta talking over Killua but Killua didn’t mind as along as he got to look at you really, maybe he’s realizing he’s obsessed.. maybe he is! Maybe he’s gonna try stopping himself from doing anything.

After the two left, Killua was already talking to gon about him beating hisoka. He tried to show how far away gon was from hisoka as well, making sure gon knows.

“What about you?”

Gon asked before Killua immediately made the line medium size.. Killua thought he was so humble, yea right but it made you laugh. He.. he made you laugh right?! That counts, he made you laugh… god he was going to think this over in his head over and over, gon groaned as he let out another sigh, not knowing what to do even. Before Killua suggested to go to heavens arena, which both of you and gon found that going to heavens arena was a good idea! Even if you both don’t even know what heavens arena is..

You three got the tickets online, and was on the airline as soon as it was there. Both gon and killua talking, sometimes you adding in as well.. as you were just tired from going to killua’s house even! God, opening those big ass doors were horrible for you and your back.. you yawned before leaning back into your seat, finally falling asleep as Killua and Gon were talking until Killua noticed you sleeping and he stared at you sleeping so peacefully.. he felt sorta at peace for that at least you were sleeping and not hurt. He zoned out really before Gon snapped him out of it really.

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Im tired soso, Everything i do will have a part two prob😭😭 but have this my bbys, finally getting into my hxh stuff😊🫶

— Aki.. Akira… Loggi.. Logging… off..

[unformula1]

jealousy and regret (OP81 x LS2)

part 1 part 2: “eugh… alexander albon” oscar gets smacked in the face by his talk with logan and alex. w/c: 1576 day 28 of loscar posts until we get a loscar podium (series masterlist) masterlist

“I’m sorry. Do you know where… Logan is?” Oscar quietly asks one of the engineers.

“Oscar?” 

Oscar hears the all-familiar voice and turns around.

He’s met face to face with the blonde-haired, blue-eyed American.

“Logan!”

And just like clockwork, here comes Alexander Albon. The British-Thai 2019 rookie who honestly, Oscar has nothing against, other than the fact that he pretty much stole Logan away from him.

Alex slides next to Logan, hand swung around Logan’s shoulder, leaning onto him.

“Morning Oscar.” Alex says.

Oscar purses his lips. 

Shit. Oscar shouldn’t be like this, he should be glad that Logan has someone to support him better. Oscar should be happy for Logan…

He pushes the thoughts to the back of his head and does his best to suppress them as Alex starts invading Logan’s personal space.

He grits his teeth, clenching his jaw. 

“What brings you here?” Logan says with that wide smile on his face. 

That makes Oscar feel slightly better, at least Logan still smiles at him.

“Uhm… you.” Oscar blurts out, clearly something didn’t go through a filter.

The silence in the room suddenly becomes louder, the awkwardness is tangible and the tension grows thicker.

Alex’s arm slides away from Logan’s shoulder, he’s still standing within Logan’s personal bubble though.

Logan clearly doesn’t read the room well.

“Oh… what’s up then!” He says, the excitement in his voice sharply contrasting the clear tensions building up right now.

“We should…” Oscar finally puts his words through a filter, “Talk. We should talk.” Oscar clears his throat as he finishes.

Obviously Oscar sounded awkward because Logan cocks up an eyebrow, which is something Logan does when he’s unsure of what’s happening. Oscar silently bets Alex doesn’t know that.

“I mean…” Logan chooses his words carefully, “Yea. Of course, I think so too. We really haven’t talked in a while.”

Oscar’s uneasiness fades off and he smiles, a small chuckle escapes too.

“We’ll get to talk later, sometime soon yea?” Logan thinks before saying.

Oscar nods, “Yep. Yep!” 

“Right, so see you then?” Logan says.

“Alright!” Oscar says, internally cheering.

It all disappears in an instant when Alex and Logan walk off, being unbearably close as usual. However, something ruins it all, Alex leans into Logan, whispering something into his ear and Logan chuckles loudly at it.

God Oscar absolutely hates it.

The delicate barrier between internal jealousy and external jealousy shatters.

He’s so gonna get Alex out of this story. He’s so gonna get Logan back. He’s so gonna become Logan’s number one again.

Who did Alex think he was?

A few (admittedly painful) hours pass and Oscar sits in his driver’s room. Suddenly Lando’s murder plan doesn’t seem too bad now.

Speak of the devil.

Lando swings open Oscar’s door.

“Osc. You’re acting strange.” Lando says.

Straightforward, as always.

“How so?” Oscar says, hiding his misery with a fake smile.

“Don’t try that on me.” Lando says as he walks into the room, slamming the door shut behind him, “Spill right now.”

“I already told you. Williams drivers. Me and Logan.” Oscar says, his voice with a tinge of annoyance.

“Yea well usually you don’t dwell on it for too long, and haven’t you already talked to Logan?” Lando shrugs.

“Yes but it’s not that simple, Lando.” Oscar says, eerily monotonously.

“So… there’s something more?” Lando inquires.

Oscar rolls his eyes. He’s gonna hate Lando for this.

“I hate how Alex is close to Logan.” Oscar admits.

“Woah.” Lando says, his hands raising up, “What?”

“Alex doesn’t deserve it.” Oscar, once again, feels the jealousy completely removing his filter.

“They’re teammates, they’re going to be close. Just like us!” Lando says.

“Yea well, he wasn’t there for Logan when Logan was crying on a hotel bed.” Oscar scoffs, “You know who was? Me.”

Lando’s taken aback. He processes Oscar’s words first before trying his best to phrase the next sentence nicely.

“That’s very pretentious of you.” Lando says.

And it’s like a slap in the face for Oscar, he finally realises what he just said. Shit. Then the past few hours of murder plotting hit him in the face as well. Double Shit. He’s really letting this jealousy take over him.

“Fuck.” Oscar whispers.

“What?” Lando asks, moving slightly closer to Oscar.

“I feel horrible. That was so horrible of me.” Oscar buries his face into his hands, “I don’t know what’s gotten into me. These past weeks, it’s just been jealousy, jealousy, jealousy.”

Lando nods a few times.

“Well…” Lando thinks, “You should talk to Logan about this. Maybe apologise for being possessive too.” 

It’s obvious Lando means it as a joke but Oscar feels like it’s a punch into the gut. He’s been insanely possessive. 

“But seriously, talk to Logan about this.” Lando shrugs.

“Okay.” Oscar says as he stands up, brushing past Lando and walking out the room.

“I didn’t mean now… but okay.” 

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Oscar sees Logan filming Williams' media in the garage, right next to Alex. He suppresses the thoughts, constantly reminding himself that Alex deserves it.

They end shortly after and Oscar makes his way over to Logan. He, rather rudely, inserts himself into the picture, standing next to Logan.

“Hi Oscar.” Alex says, which prompts Logan to greet Oscar.

“Hey Osc.” Logan says.

“Can we talk… like right now.” Oscar says.

“I mean, sure, with Alex or…” Logan replies.

Oscar hesitates. Would that help?

“Okay.” Oscar says on instinct.

“Alright, cool.” Logan says and pats the seat next to him for Oscar to sit.

Oscar sits down, in between the two Williams drivers. He takes a deep breath before starting.

“Is this about Lando?” Alex jokes which prompts a laugh from Logan. Oscar laughs too, but with slight bitterness.

“No… it’s about you two.” Oscar says.

“Oh.” Alex replies.

“You know what, this is getting out of hand, I’m just gonna get straight to the point.” Oscar rambles.

“Why the hell are you two so close?” Oscar says, directing the question to Logan.

This question takes both Williams drivers by surprise, and seeing as though this question came without a filter, it surprises Oscar too.

“Because we’re teammates…” Logan says.

“Yes I know that but you two are… close close.” Oscar exaggerates his hand movements.

“Uhm…” Logan hesitates, “I guess Alex has been pretty nice to me, being a great person and all that.”

Oscar can feel his jealousy rising again, even more when Alex smiles at Logan.

Logan proceeds to tell his entire story about Qatar and all the races, along with how Alex helped Logan. 

“Alex sat next to me while I cried, because I had no one else.” Logan says and it feels like he’s on the brink of tears.

Oscar’s jealousy gets replaced by guilt. He had no one else.

“Everyone hated me. Well, exaggeration but that’s how I felt.” Logan says and Alex places one hand on Logan’s thigh, “But Alex was there. So it was better.”

Shit. Shit. Shit. Oscar can feel the guilt piling up.

And then it finally dawns on him. Alex deserves Logan, not Oscar. In fact, Oscar doesn’t deserve Logan.

He’s placed everything else above Logan in the past year. Logan and his friendship didn’t matter to him, he was blinded; and while he was gone, Alex was there, to sit next to Logan while he cried on the hotel bed.

God he’s been a horrible friend. Everyone there knows that. Alex knows that, Logan knows that too. 

He let Logan go and now, like some brat, he expected Logan back again. He really was pretentious. He only cared about Logan once it got too late. He pretty much ignored Logan for the better part of the year, burying their friendship 6 feet deep.

Oscar can feel his regret building as Logan looks into Alex’s eyes. Usually it would be jealousy.

This was his second chance. 

“Sorry.” Oscar manages, a sting in his throat preventing him from speaking.

“What?” Logan asks.

“Sorry Logan.” Oscar repeats.

“For what…?” Logan’s oblivious.

“Being a shit friend.” Oscar says as he stifles a sniff.

“No… definitely not.” Logan laughs, “You’ve been a great friend.”

“You don’t need to lie.” Oscar sobs slightly.

Alex pats Oscar on the shoulder.

“Sorry to you too.” Oscar says to Alex.

Confusion builds on Alex’s face but he doesn’t inquire further, which is to Oscar’s benefit.

“It’s alright mate.” Alex says.

Oscar falls into Logan’s embrace, they hug.

Alex winks at Logan and gets up, “I’ll see you two soon.”

“I’ve been nothing but horrible. Please… forgive me, please.” Oscar says, his voice muffled from burying his head into Logan’s chest.

“Mate… I really have no clue what you’re talking about.” Logan says, his voice laced with concern.

Oscar looks up into Logan’s eyes, sniffling. He takes another deep breath, cleaning away his tears.

“You will not believe the things I have been thinking about these days.” Oscar says, “I’ve been so… so horrible.”

Logan cocks his eyebrow up again.

“I’ve been jealous.” 

There, he said it. Somehow it lifts a giant weight off Oscar’s chest.

“Of me and Alex?” Logan asks.

“Yes. Exactly that.” Oscar replies, “But I’ve realised. I’m a bitch.”

“Hey! Don’t say that about yourself.” Logan says, quickly hugging Oscar again.

Oscar struggles to get something out.

“I forgive you man. Let’s start again, yea?” Logan says while hugging Oscar.

Oscar nods, once again.

Logan pats Oscar’s head as they hug for a bit.

------ a/n: hope you like it lol. a little rushed but i tried to make it work.

EXTRA SCENE (Completely non-loscar related btw)

Lando have they talked? tell me they’ve talked Alex They have. Yes. Lando and they talked about their friendship right. Alex Yes Lan They did. Lando great! Alex I know. Who would’ve believed Oscar would be jealous. Lando me. i said it before Alex No one believes you anyway. Lando do you forgive oscah? Alex Yes. Because if I was him, I’d be jealous of me and Logie’s perfect relationship too Lando blah blah shut up. Alex Tell Oscar I forgive him And that Logan is all his again. I’ll still be a great teammate though. Lando Oscar says thank you.

[ezziefae]

Part 3 THE PRISONER’S THRONE PROLOGUE (SPOILERS)

the link for the prologue is in part 1!

I HOPE I WASN’T THE ONLY ONE WHO THOUGHT THAT OAK WAS GONNA PULL OUT A PREGNANCY TEST FROM THE BAG. I swear, as soon as i read the part about a Walgreens bag i knew that something was about to be revealed about Jude. In this part Oak says that he hopes he isn’t the reason that jude is not having kids, and even if he isn’t, he feels like he’s in the mix. (Shocked) Oak really wants them to have children, and so far it looks like cardan would be a great father. When this book comes out we will find out what decisions Jude and Cardan have made about that. If they don’t have kids, i’m fine with that, and if they do have kids i’m also fine with that.

Oh yea cardan is very suspicious of Oak, and he has good reasons. And the part about jurdan forgiving Hyacinthe for almost murdering Cardan? I’m surprised he wasn’t executed yet.

Jude blames herself for not executing Lady more when she had the chance, now imagine how she feels about wren now that she had Oak imprisoned? Jude will have absolutely NO MERCY on anyone that crosses her path in this book. She thinks she made huge mistake letting lady nore live and she won’t make that mistake again. Jude will definitely come to the citadel to kill Wren, holy crap.

Cardan bringing up the snake AGAIN, like man your wife is TRAUMATIZED. and it’s shows.

the snake could’ve been a huge impact to her decision making in the end of TQON. She exiled Madoc, made lady nore swear fealty to wren, and abolished wrens tittle of queen (letting her go free without punishment) Maybe getting Cardan back made her feel the need to be merciful to others.

(SCREAMING) You’re honor, I love them. Cardan is literally the best book love interest, you cannot change my mind on that.

we were FOOLED, the first quote was a snippet that was revealed by hotkeybooks on tik tok, and i thought it was directed at OAK. But the fact that it was actually for JUDE makes it even better.

BUT GUYS!! LIKE ARE YOU SERIOUS??? THEYRE SO ADORABLE I CANTT!!

The “That you’re terrifying? I adore it” part AHH

it’s the sweet tender loving moment between them that make me go insane. i’m gonna go cry now

So madoc has been in contact with the former falcon? as in he’s been speaking to Hyacinthe? Could that mean that madoc ordered him to murder the high king? Oak mentions that if he were truly responsible that he would cut hyacinthe’s throat himself. So Oak doesn’t know why he attempted to murder Cardan..HMMMM. There’s so much we don’t know

So this is what made Oak set off to his journey. And now we know why Oak feels that Cardan might hates him. We know that for now.

Reminder that The Prisoner’s Throne comes out next month!! start re-reading the folk of the air/the stolen heir !!

[mordaciousmurderer]

Home Safe and Sound

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x gn!reader

A/n: GUYS I THINK IM GONNA MAKE THIS A SERIES!! Please lemme know if you like it because this was fun to write. Long story short, you were in a bar and you go up to Ghost pretending to know him to get him away from a creepy guy. as always asks are open

cw: gn!reader, mentions of alcohol, attempted roofie, implied attempted assault if you look close enough, no use of y/n, and yea i had you call him johnny on purpose, can be read as gender neutral but if this continues on i plan on making the reader fem!

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The varied sounds of a bar muffled at the back of Simon’s ears. The sun amber glow of lights stretched along tables and chairs. His sharp, steely eyes surveyed the room before he pushed the fabric of his mask up to the bridge of his nose to take a sip from the whiskey class nestled in his grip. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low murmur of distant conversations, but Ghost remained in his own world.

As the minutes stretched on, the gentle sounds of chatter and clinking glasses were disrupted by your soft and hurried footsteps. You approached Ghost with an air of urgency, your eyes wild with a mixture of fear and determination. “Excuse me.” She whispered urgently. “Please pretend you know me.”

Ghost's gaze softened as he looked at you recognizing the genuine fear in your eyes. It took him a moment and a half to register what was happening but you wasted to time in creating a character.

“Oh my god Johnny is that you?” You asked excitedly. “Never thought I’d see your balaclava covered mug again!” with an enthusiastic grin you wrapped your arms around him in a hug. Ghost felt his cheeks heat up oil pastel pink and blinked in confusion for a quick second before he snapped out of his daze and hugged you back.

“Yes! Wow it’s lovely to see you!” His gruff voice shocked you ever so slightly. You had picked the biggest guy you could find within 20 feet of you, grateful that he sounded as tough as he looked. You glanced to the side, a slight glimmer of panic flashing through your eyes. He mirrored the path your eyesight took and saw the man you were clearly trying to escape.

The man, clad in tattered leather and exuding an unwelcome persistence, oozed an unsettling aura that made the air around him feel suffocating. He planted himself obviously maybe a few yards away from you, watching closely like a damn private investigator.

Ghost laid a hand on your shoulder to redirect your attention to him. “Are you here for Angelica’s after party?” He asks

“Oh yeah! I didn’t know you and her were still friends.” You respond

“Yeah. Do you need a ride home after?”

“Oh that’d be great! My designated driver had a little too much to drink.” You faked a laugh.

The man shifted in the corner of your eye before stuffing his hands in his pockets and exiting the bar. As soon as the door shuts behind him you exhale and rest against the bar, your head falling heavy in your hands. “Holy fuck. Thank you so much. That guy-“ You came to a sudden halt, every breath you took felt as though it burned your lungs.

“Are you alright?” He asked, offering her a reassuring presence amidst the lingering unease. “Who was that guy?”

You shook your head, still pressed in your hands. “I don’t know he just wouldn’t leave me alone I think he tried to roofie me.”

Magma hot rage boiled up in the back of Ghost’s throat, embarrassed by the level of degeneracy that man reached. He pushed the vile malice back down. “You’re safe now.” He reassured you. “Are you able to get home safely?”

“Yes I just gotta.. call an uber.” Your voice still carrying the edge of residual anxiety. Your DD getting too drunk unfortunately was not part of the bit. You weren’t truly drunk but absolutely not sober enough to drive.

“I’ll wait with you until it arrives.” Ghost slaps a 50 dollar bill on the bar. “I want her tab paid too. Keep the change.”

You quickly shook your head “No no you don’t have to-“

“Don’t worry.” He interjects plainly and you smile in response A mix of gratitude and relief washed over your features as you tapped in your destination to your phone. "Thank you, really. You have no idea how much this means to me." Your gratitude oozed out of you. You gave him your name once the confirmation of your uber had come through.

“I’m Simon.” He responds. The idea of you sitting in an uber with a stranger was definitely disconcerting. “Here, let me give you my number. I want to make sure you get home just fine.” He held his hand out expectantly and you placed your unlocked phone in his hand.

“That’s very kind of you…” A swell of gratitude enveloped you as you looked at him, your eyes filled with a profound appreciation for the stranger who had become your unexpected savior. “I’m sorry to have interrupted your night.”

He shook his head “Do not apologize, it wasn’t your fault. You had the right idea comin’ up to me.”

You looked down at your phone after it pinged then held up up, wiggling it slightly to indicate the arrival of your uber. The two of you stood up and he made a gesture allowing you to go first. He followed you out of the crowded building and you pointed at the car that had come to take you home. The chill in the air pierced through you like a thousand icy needles, causing you to shudder involuntarily as you stepped out into the night. “Thank you again.” You crossed your arms tight to your chest in effort to warm up.

Ghost unslung his jacket, draping it over your shoulders as a shield against the biting cold. A true gentlemanly gesture that had no ulterior motive other than his concern for your well-being. Your cheeks flushed warmly at the gesture and you hoped he would blame the blush on the cold.

“It’s no problem at all. Don’t forget to text me when you’re home safe.” He opens the car door for you and you settle in the back seat.

“It was nice meeting you.” You respond. The two of you exchange a smile and a nod. In that fleeting exchange, an unspoken bond had woven itself between you two, a connection forged in your vulnerability. He shut the door and watched as the car pulled away.

As the Uber drove away from the dimly lit bar, you got settled in the back seat, wrapped in Simon’s jacket. Its familiar warmth a reminder of the stranger who had come to your aid. The events of the evening played out in your mind like a vivid tableau.

The unspoken understanding between the two of you lingered in your thoughts as the Uber drove longer. Your apartment wasn’t too far away from the bar so before you knew it the familiar building came into view. You gripped at the comforting fabric of the jacket, now guilty for leaving him without his own way to combat the chill in the air. As the Uber came to a halt you thanked the driver humbly before hurrying into the apartment complex and up the stairs to your home.

Your mind found itself looping around the thought of Simon and how kind he was to you. Why you felt safe going up to this masked man puzzled you, but regardless you thought you made the right choice. You made sure to lock your door and went around to shut and lock all your windows, still on edge from the previous events. Pulling out your phone, you went to your contacts to find a new one amidst all the others. You pulled up a new text thread titled with his name and you typed up a message:

‘Home safe and sound. Thank you again Simon :)’

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[mamirhodessxox]

Too Sweet (Part 3)

Stalker Professor!Cody x Ballerina Fem!Oc

Desc- Zoe is a 23 year old enrolled into University who is well known across campus fr participating in Ballet & even auditioning for one of the most important roles of the year, but she seems to be quite infatuated with her professor without realizing he is 100x more infatuated and obsessed with her, the two grow a bond and soon realize they would do whatever it takes just to be happily together forever.

Contents- Fluff, Angst, Smut in some chapters, Use of Alcohol & Marijuana, Arguments, Soft/hard Dom x Brat like pairing, Mutual Stalking, Murder, Violence, Gore Details, Kidnapping, inspired of off the show ‘You’ & ‘Black Swan’

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The night the football game quite literally caught on fire everyone had been in a state of shock. A week surpassed and Zoe still refused to speak with Cody once she saw him with another woman, he’d try to speak to her and make some sort of interaction in class but she didn’t budge one bit.

It was 5 nights before her swan lake performance & Zoe spent most of her nights at the dance studio practicing her moves even during after hours. The lights were dim, she assumed she was alone but once she had heard a door shut loudly she stopped her every move & turned her head in the direction she heard the slam “Hello?” Zoe called out and stood still but heard nothing, “Keith is that you?” She tried peaking through as carefully as she could before walking closer towards the sound

“Keith this isn’t funny you’re being an asshole.” Zoe frowned before switching on the lights and looking down the hall and seeing absolutely nothing, the entire studio felt eerie at that moment, just as she sighed and was moving back towards the room she originally sat in until she felt a tap behind her “I don’t like being ignored Zoe.” Cody announced while watching as Zoe turned to face him and glared “You’re not allowed here.” He quirked up an eyebrow “Well I don’t seem to give a singular fuck now do I?” She frowned at his words and turned back into the practice room and grabbed her things “Is this what you do? When a girl says she doesn’t want to have sex you bring another woman with you somewhere you knew I’d be and shove it in my face?” She questioned but Cody had a confused expression but soon sighed approaching her even closer “Is that what this is seriously about? Doll that was my co worker from that meeting before the game, she wanted to tag along that’s it. Nothing more.”

She stood still for a moment & lowered her head “Oh..” silence filled the room while Cody lowered himself and sat on the floor next to her “I’m sorry I made you worry off your pretty head like that love’ it won’t happen again” she looked at him and felt a small smile grow across her cheeks & kissed him before pulling away and messing with her hair “You’d look good with blonde hair” Cody chuckled while staring at her admiring all of the features that were scattered on her beautiful face “Yea? Well you never know what happens when I’m bored.”

She smiled and sat on his lap while they both sat in the middle of the dance studio in silence before he tangled his fingers within her hair and ghosted his lips against her neck and jawline while his hands ran up and down her back as his lips mumbled against her neck “You’re so stunning Zoe” she smiled before pressing a soft kiss against his head before slightly gripping at his hair before she pulled away from him and got up leaving him confused “Everything okay doll?” She smiled and grabbed her bag before Cody stood up & started following her around like a lost dog, “Sweetheart what’s the matter?” Zoe smiled once more before turning around to look at him once they made it out of the studio “If you do as much as look at another woman I’ll fucking kill her.” He stood in shock for a solid minute before smiling a little bit & grabbing her face kissing her roughly but she had shoved him off & glared “You don’t get to touch me, I’m still upset with you.” Cody frowned and grabbed at her hands but she retaliated and snatched them away from him “Get that woman to back off of you and then we’ll talk. It’s that easy.” She eyed him up and down before walking off.

Meanwhile Cody stood there after realizing it was as if Zoe had put some sort of bewitching spell upon him as he was completely willing to do anything she wanted just for a grasp of her attention, he liked her possessiveness & her attitude. But it’s something he would definitely get clowned on if one of his friends saw.

“This girl is your student?” His friend questioned as they sat in a bar late at night, Cody held his head in the palm of his hands sighing “She’s 23, really pretty, classy, she does fucking ballet” his friend snickered at his situation & pat Cody’s back “I don’t know what to do Seth. She’s like a fucking siren man” Seth furrowed his eyebrows and leaned back in his stool “Did you fuck her?” Cody raised his head & looked at his friend “She’s cockblocking me right now. She’s pissed so she’s giving me blue balls.” Seth laughed out at his best friend’s words “I went to the college football game with my female co worker a night after I had a ‘moment’ with Zoe & I guess she saw and was pretty mad.” Seth sighed before running his hand through his own hair “I guess you gotta figure it out then huh?”

The next day Zoe sat in the practice room with Nina & ignored her presence as she continued stretching “Your fucking him aren’t you?” Zoe lifted her head up and glared at Nina “What are you even talking about?” The red head smirked and shrugged her shoulders “I think you know exactly what I’m talking about. Mr Rhodes. It’s so obvious you’re screwing him, I see the way you glare anytime he interacts with other girls in our lesson. It’s pathetic honestly.” She glared even more before crossing her arms “I’m not sleeping with our profe-“ “not yet at least.” Zoe furrowed her expression and continued ignoring her. “I’m not judging you, I get it. He’s hot, it’s the hair isn’t it? Perhaps his voice? Or maybe just the fact he gives you any kind of attention”

“SHUT UP!” Zoe shouted out before staring down Nina and slamming down her performance shoes “You’re just mad because you didn’t get the role as swan queen so now your patronizing and bullying me over it because your not that fucking talented like you think you are, but your a grown fucking woman so get the fuck OVER IT!” she spat out before standing up & getting in Nina’s face “Let me guess you had to fuck our director for that role too?” Nina taunted before Zoe finally snapped and grabbed her by the throat causing the two to fight around the entire room, Thank god there weren’t any cameras, Zoe was slammed on the wall “You’re such a fucking skank!” Nina shouted before Zoe kicked her off directly in the stomach, Nina grabbed her arms and slammed the both of them both against the mirror covered wall causing Zoe to scream out once the glass made contact with her skin “SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!” She screamed before grabbing the shards of glass and hovering over the weakened and bloodied girl who was fighting back to get her to stop but ultimately Zoe wouldn’t budge and slit her throat with the sharp glass piece & breathed out as blood dripped from her arms & cheek, she laid next to the lifeless body as she took a moment to process what happened before crawling towards her bag & grabbing her phone & calling Cody, “Hello?” She breathed out in relief once he picked up “I-I need help at the studio..It’s bad.. bring a first aid kit if you can please..”

Cody furrowed his eyebrows as he held the phone against his ear “Are you oka-“ she hung up on him and sat as she watched the blood roll out from Nina’s throat, For some reason she didn’t feel scared or guilty, she felt excited, adrenaline ran through her veins and that moment, blood started drying against her skin, she had no idea what to so until she heard a sigh from behind her followed with a “Fuck.” She turned around and saw Cody. She stood up and rushed over to him “She kept f-fucking taunting me about you & she wouldn’t s-stop so we got in a fight and she slammed us both in the mirror & I didn’t know what to do so I panicked and- you can clearly see how that went..” he nodded before looking down at Zoe before running a hand down her face despite the blood “Let’s clean the room up and get rid of her & figure out what to do then alright?” She nodded at his words before he grabbed gloves from the first aid kit he had brought and carried Nina carefully to his car & immediately stuffed her in the trunk & rushing back inside of the studio & found the utilities closet & grabbed cleaning products & began to clean up the bloody mess while Zoe got rid of any glass shards and quickly came up with an excuse as to why the large mirror was broken incase anybody asked her tomorrow. Once they were done cleaning Cody approached Zoe & held her face in the palm of his hand

“I’m gonna drop you off at your dorm with the first aid & you’re gonna take a shower, wash your clothes & if you need to, stitch yourself up alright?” She nodded before pressing a soft kiss against his lips “Why aren’t you scared?” She muttered before running her lips down his neck “Because I have no room to be scared.” She tilted her head in a confused manner but brushed it off before they left the now clean studio with her belongings.

Cody dropped her off before he drove out of town and handled the body & cleaned the back of his car before driving back into town and checking up on Zoe until she texted him instructions to not come over due to her friends being at the dorm after she took her shower.

“I’m still in shock after that fire incident, wasn’t a body found that night too?” Alice spoke as everyone sat in the room while Zoe laid in her bed as if nothing happened earlier “man I don’t know. This university is filled with a bunch of crazy ass bitches, remember my ex Nina?” Keith blurted out while taking a hit off of his freshly rolled blunt Mae laughed out as she filed her nails “Of course we do, isn’t Nina in your psychology class Zo?” The brunette turned her head and thought for a moment “Yeah she’s in my ballet group too, Keith can confirm he volunteers help every Friday” Zoe mumbled before sitting up from her bed “She’s off the chain nuts, she sprained my ankle when I got the swan queen role & not her” Alice scoffed and continued braiding her own hair “She’s just mad that she’s talentless, You’ve been in the ballet game for almost your entire life, she’s been in it since fucking senior year of high school.” Zoe’s phone pinged & she quickly checked it only to see Cody had texted her to come outside, “I’ll be right back I think I dropped something outside.”

Cody sat in his car in the parking lot as he watched her scamper towards him & got in the car “Are you feeling alright doll? Any sort of panic?” She shook her head with a smile dancing on her face “It’s as if it never happened.” He chuckled and leaned across the arm rest so he could kiss her more easily “Why don’t you spend the night with me tonight? It’s sunday, you having nothing else going on today” she smiled at the offer & nodded before her face dropped a little bit “Are we gonna get in trouble?” He shrugged as he started driving the car “Not unless you say something or act suspicious.” Zoe raised a brow while turning her head towards him “How are you not internally freaking out? You disposed a goddamn body that I murdered.” He grinned and looked at her for a split second “And a body that I handled sweetheart. This isn’t my first rodeo.”

“What do you mean?” He stopped at a red light and smiled at her before holding onto her hand “You didn’t know?” She tilted her head “I set the guy you were making out with at the game on fire.” Zoe’s heart dropped and sat still for a moment as he said it like it meant absolutely nothing, “Are we murderers?” Cody laughed lightly as he gripped the steering wheel “Not if people find or sweetheart. As long as nobody knows we’re innocent.” He wasn’t joking. Zoe didn’t fee guilty, quite honestly she hoped that Nina’s final day would hit. “So other than today, how has practice been for you?” She heard Cody’s voice ring through her ears and noticed they were at another stop light, her thighs tightened against each other the more he spoke. “Zoe?” Her head snapped towards him as she smiled & pushed her hair away “Uhm- it’s good, I’m really focused on this performance..I’ve grown quite passionate honestly.” He hummed as he pulled into his driveway and looked at her

“You know I would do anything for you right?” Zoe smiled at his words when they both stepped out of the car “like kill someone for me?” He grinned and pressed her against the front day “Already did that but I’ll do it again if you ask” he teased before pressing his lips against hers & slipped his tongue past her lips while pressing her closer and closer against his body, she held the side of his face before ripping herself away from his body once she had realized something.

He wasn’t joking about killing for her and neither was she. They were both sick in the fucking head that they are convinced they’re innocent no matter what because to them. It’s normal. That’s what love is right?

Having the confidence to murder someone else for the love of another?

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[forestfrolickingfairy78]

Spring Support Bunny - Legend x reader platonic, part 5

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“It’s really hot, come inside my purse. I don’t want you to collapse or anything.” He agreed, slipping inside, head poking out the edge. The walk is quiet, air warm against my cheek, fanning out my hands. Legend pops out, wiping his paw across his forehead.

“This heat is gross, how do you live like this?” I wasn’t sure if it was something you just got used to, around here. That would be most of our responses but each summer that comes around feels unbearable, and bushfires would get totally out of control too, just another impending doom of climate change that was slowly melting the ice caps and killing the plants here. Anyway, that's a thought for another day.

“Well what else can we do? It’s not like we can stay locked in doors all season.”

“Fair point, reminds me of when I had to traverse the Goron mines, it was horrible. Never again. I have a friend who said his worst experience was with the zoras, but at least the water made it cooler." It makes me smile, unable to imagine something so far from my own reality.

“Well I guess this wouldn’t be too bad compared to a fire mine.”

“Yea, I guess. But three months of this? I miss Hyrule weather.” We near towards the café, and I pull up my phone scrolling the menu. Better to order know beforehand then when I’m inside and show him the images.

“That beef burger looks mighty fine, can I get that?” It’s almost half his size, but I’m not here to judge on food preferences so nod, adding it to my notes.

“Oh and a large iced mocha!”

“Sure-“

“A slice of chocolate cake too, and double size fries-“

“Hold on! I don’t have that kind of money! I’m still on my parents’ allowances!” Legend twitches his mouth, irritated.

“Well maybe you should try sticking to berries and carrots! I’m hungry here and I’m a growing guy!” I put my phone away, more annoyed with his demands and the heat.

“I gave you half my dinner yesterday! That was a full steak and potatoes, plus bread!” In my defence, I hadn’t even known he had been turned into a bunny before his simple diet, but I’d tried to accommodate as soon as I'd been made aware.

“Oh well thank you so much for your charity.” He says with a snide look. My mouth drops, disbelief once again.

“You are so ungrateful, you know that! You absolute glutton. Fine then, don’t blame me when you get another tummy ache from all the food this time. Or if you can’t fit through the portal.” I say, turning my heel towards the café, feeling a headache grow.

“Glutton! You’re the one that was sneaking snacks at 2am last night. I saw you!”

“Yea, and key point the food was already there. I can’t buy you so much at a café. Don’t you know how high the prices are?” His face falls, mumbling a cuss word and then backs into my purse, shuffling around.

Once I’m all done, I carry everything outside, struggling to balance everything with both my arms, feeling my face heat from all the glances pointed towards me. I feign a smile, nothing unusual about a teenage girl with an oversized tote bag and a huge tray of food and drinks for two while finding a space in the park. I look over my shoulders, quickly placing everything down and place my bag down with enough force to jolt him with surprise.

“Ow! Care to handle me a little easier would you?!” He says, trudging out of the bag. I reach for the burger, tossing it towards him.

“My apologies honey bun, I thought warriors were used to being tackled and tossed around. Maybe his majesty is getting a little too used to the princess treatment.” I feel his glare settle on me, reaching for the burger and unwrap it, almost as big as his head munching through the food.

[anormalweirdo]

Alright yall imagine this with me

Part two

You’re a YouTuber with a somewhat popular following of around 35k. Considering how close you are with the fans you have they are fully aware of your major crush on the popular guitarist Yuji Itdadori. Something about that pink haired man just had you in a chokehold real bad. The things you wanted to do to him just for him to not notice you at all was absolutely insane😫. On a serious note you decided to challenge your fans to see how willing they are to embarrass you on your social media. “Hey you guys I’ve noticed how close we are to 50k and I thank you all so much and I love you all. I’ve decided to create a little challenge for you guys to spice things up. If we can get to 50k by the end of the year I'll personally contact my favorite YouTuber, which y'all should know who that is by now and I'll try to see if he'll be willing to Collab with me." You continue on with your video and call it a night thinking nothing of it.

You wake up around 2pm and get ready for your day. Washing your face, brushing your teeth, fixing up your hair and all of that good stuff. You set your mind to ordering food rather than making anything, especially considering the fact that you have videos you need to edit. "Alright y/n let's get this shit started so we don't have to do anything later". You sit on he couch with your laptop in hand and quickly get to work. Around 15 minutes go by and you hear a knock at your door. "Ouuu that's my food!" You say while hopping out of your couch. You rush to the door and open it. You see a boy who looks no order than 18 who has your bag of food. You see the boys face go from completely uninterested to wide eyed with his jaw literally touching the floor. "You're Y/N! Like the YouTuber" he says excitedly. "Oh yea wassup" "I'm such a big fan! Can I have a picture?!" The excited boy said quickly. "I don't look the best right now but I'll let ya slide since you brought me food" you say. You take your picture with him and he gives you your food. You rush back to your couch to continue your editing while you eat your food

...

You post your video and soon after begin your nighty routine and soon hope into your bed. You're scrolling through Instagram when you see him. Yuji Itadori. Something about him makes you melt into a big ass puddle of water. All of those tattoos covering his arms. Ouuu those arms, those big juicy arms. He's just all around sexy and many others can definitely agree. He's a big YouTuber with around 500k subscribers easy. You wonder how you could even get someone like him to notice you. You chose to ignore all those thoughts for now and go to sleep. You feel your eyes become heavy as you lay your head on your pillow and almost fall asleep immediately.

You wake up to a few notifications on your phone. A couple of likes on your new video and some tweets. You yawn and get up to do your morning routine. Once done you sit on bed you look at your phone. 'maybe my video will blow up if I post it on TikTok' you thought. Thinking nothing of it you decide to post some clips of your video to TikTok to see if you can at least reach your goal. Now don't get me wrong you knew there was a possibility your goal could have been met but trying to get the Yuji Itadori to Collab with you was gonna be hard as hell. Especially considering the fact he has over 500k subscribers. 500k!!!! You're not even at 100k, but you made a promise to your fans. You chose to ignore it for the night and went to bed.

Over the next few weeks your Tiktoks as well as your YouTube video have been blowing up like crazy. You already passed your goal of 50k completely, reaching around 100 thousand new subscribers. You kept your part of the deal and texted Itadori a few weeks ago but have yet to have a response by the pink haired man. "I don't know you guys I already contacted him on his social media and his email. Maybe he just don't wanna Collab or something" you say into the camera as you attempt to bake a cake for your channel. You wanted to celebrate hitting a milestone of 150k but there was one problem.....you couldn't cook for shit nor could you bake. But that didn't stop you're hussle to try...plus you're fans voted for you to do it. "Alright y'all I'm done with this damn mixing now I'm finna put this shit into the oven. Let's hope and pray I don't burn it" you say jokingly. You pause your camera and sit on a chair near your table when you heard a ding on your phone. Thinking nothing of it you open you phone and began to read the notification. Your eyes widen as you continue reading. "Dear Ms. Y/N, sorry if you're receiving this email unexpectedly. Sorry I'm just not responding to you're email you sent me. I wasn't aware of any emails being sent to me considering the can't my management team is responsible for all emails and calls I have. If you're still willing to Collab with me I'll be happy to make something work so we can make some videos together. After all you made a promise to you're fans lol. If you still want to Collab please respond to my email whenever but I might not respond quickly because of my schedule. I hope I wasn't too late with my response, if I wasn't please email me back or text me on my socials. Sincerely, Yuji~.

You stare at the email in shock and quickly begin to write an email back, telling him whenever you're free. Youre so in shock that you don't even think to take you're cake out or even check on it. That is until you hear your smoke detector go off. "Oh shit my cake" you say as you jump out of your chair.

...

Hey you guys I was wondering if I should make this just a oneshot or if I should continue this and make it into a series. If I don't make it into a series it'll definitely be my first one. I was also wondering what should I make Itadori's channel about. Should it be cooking, sports, music or gaming. I have absolutely no clue about these topics so I'll just make a poll about both of them and the most votes wins.!

[riverrunblack]

Game play (part 1? Maybe?)

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// nsfw, (male)dom/(fem)sub, cock-warming, female anatomy with they/them pronouns, voyeurism/exhibitionism w/ consent

So imagine your Dom's playing video games with his friends, minding his business when you walk over to him wearing nothing but his hoodie, you look at him and just go 'I'm cold' in his favourite sweet innocent voice.

He moves his chair away from his desk so there's enough room for you. He looks at you, mutes his mic and say’s 'do you wanna sit on my cock for a little while', you nod in response.

He undoes his belt and jeans as you walk over to him to sit on his lap. Once you get comfortable with one leg on either side of him with your chest facing his, he helps you move up over his cock. He then slides you down until you’re flush with his lap, as he does this your breath catches in your throat a bit. He then gets a black fluffy blanket from his bed next to him and wraps it around you, then he moves back to the desk with a small jolt which makes you give out a small moan making him let out a small giggle.

You sit there, content as you're now warm inside and out as he plays his video game. Every now and then jolting due to raging, either because he died or one of his friends fucked up in game causing a lose or a team kill, every time he jolts you give a small moan as his cock moves inside you rubbing the perfect spot. He notices this and smiles down at you and gives a small kiss to your forehead.

‘Should I switch games so I rage less pup?’ he asks you in buttery voice

‘no, it's ok, I like it like this’ you respond, snuggling into his chest, moving his cock to a better spot inside you in the process.

‘Wait {insert name} is that your partner you keep going on about?’ you hear one of his friends ask from his headset

‘Yea, gotta problem with them being sat on my lap?’ he responds

‘Nah dude course not they just sound so fucking cute’

‘Haha thanks man but, their all mine so dream on’

‘oh c’mon dude we won't be too rough with them’ another teammate says with a laugh at the end

‘Yea not gonna happen man, the only cock they get is mine.’ He says somewhat stern but in more of a protective way than anything.

‘Wait are they on your cock now?’

‘And what if they are?’ he asks sarcastically

‘its fucking hot if they are dude’ the first friend said

‘Yea dude you’re lucky as fuck if they cock warming you’

‘Haha guess. I’m really fucking lucky then, now lest get back to the game you horny fucks

After about an hour more of playing with his friends, he and the guy’s switches to a different game, the game in question is pogostuck {if you’re unsure on what tf that is google markiplier pogostuck, its v funny highly recommend ya watch it}. As he plays with his friends and fuckes up by falling and losing progress, he rages making him jolt causing his cock rub against your inside hitting every sweet spot making you moan, which his friends hear from the other end of the mic.

‘Bro that was fucking hot what the fuck!’ on friend says

'Did you switch games?' You ask over the friend talking

‘maybe but I think you’ll like the change in game soon' he response to you

After a few minutes he rages again, jolts and makes you moan again, then it happens again and again and again, then his friends catch on to what’s making you moan so they deliberately make your dom rage so that he keeps unintentionally fucking you when he jolts in anger.

‘Bro the fuck are you tryna do fuck off you bitch’ he laughingly yells down the mic

‘were not doing nothing man you just keep fucking up like a pussy’ one friend says

‘Ooh nah I know what you want. You guys do know that you can just ask me to fuck them right, that’s is if you want to hear them moan more.’ He says calmly into the mic thus to his friends.

‘Wait you wouldn’t actually fuck them near the mic right you’re just saying that cus their yours, right?’ one friend responds confused but curious.

‘Oh, yea I absolutely would fuck them near the mic, they’re my pride and joy so why shouldnt I show that off and make all you guys jealous that I have em' he response

‘So, can you fuck them? Cus they sound so hot when they moan’ the second friends ask some what excitingly

‘Yea man all you needed to do was ask you’ dom responds with a chuckle at the end

‘Hey puppy, the guys wanna hear my fuck you, they want to hear your moans, would you mind if I fuck you on the desk next to my mic?’ He says to you soft and sweet

‘No, I don’t mind, I kinda want them to hear honestly’ you respond

He kisses the top of your head before he moves some things on his desk to make room for you to sit, those things being his mouse, keyboard, elgato, as well as moving his monitor further back on the desk and his mic more to the left of where you’re going to sit.

After moving everything he lifts you up and off his cock making you give out a sad moaning noise, he gently places you onto the desk in front of him close to his mic.

He kisses your forehead before lining himself up to your cunt and carefully gliding into you. You let out a small moan as you feel your dom enter you getting deeper and deeper inside. Once he’s all the way inside your sweet cunt, he gives you a kiss on your forehead.

‘you’re such a good puppy for me.’ He coos into your ear, loud enough for his friends on the other end of the mic to hear thought

As he stats to fuck into you slowly, one hand on you leg and one hand behind you holding his weight and movements on the table. His movements start to get faster as he gets more eager to fuck you, you start to moan the more he fucks you and when he picks up the pace not only do you moan more but your moans get louder and higher in pitch. As he fucks you, you can hear is friends’ reactions to what they’re hearing through your Dom’s headset.

‘{insert name} fuck her faster dude c’mon’ you hear one of his friends say

‘Yea dude faster and harder’ another friend says

‘As you fuck wish’ your dom replies

He speeds up the pace and fucks you hard, so hard that you can feel the table tremble below you, the faster he fucks you the louder you moan, after a few minutes you cum loud gushing over his cock but he doesn’t stop.

‘what you thought you were gonna cum only once? Not when we have listeners puppy, I’m gonna make you give them a show.’ He says to you, practically whispering it in your ear.

‘Ohh fuuckk~ just uuh~ just go easy ok like you do in bed’ you respond to him barely able to talk as you’re still getting over your climax

‘If that’s what you want puppy’ he responds sweetly as always.

Your dom kicks up the pace again and fucks you, this time there’s wet slaps accompanying your moans, the slapping sounds echo through the room making your dom fuck into you faster. You can hear his friends start to move and adjust themselves in their chairs and you know exactly why. As you reach your second climax you move your hand over your clit so you can get yourself off but your dom moves your hand to shoulder and starts to rub small circles on your clit for you.

‘Ohh I’m gonna cumm~ faster’ you say in an almost begging sound

‘mm~ cum for me puppy make these guys wish they where the ones fucking you just by the way you sound,’

He fucks you faster and faster your moans getting so much more erotic, you can hear his friends on the other end of his headset getting off to your moans and the wet noise of your Dom’s hips slapping against your inner thighs as he fucks you, the faster he moves the closer you get to your orgasm until you tipping on the edge. It feels like you're high on ecstasy as he pounds into your cunt rhythmically rubbing circles on your clit.

‘Uhh fuck~ CUMMING’ you yell as your legs shake with your climax gushing your sweet fluids over your doms cock

You can feel his cum warm you up, filling you to the brim, thrusting once or twice in the process. He moves you head to face him and connects your lips together, kissing you as a ‘thank you’ for letting him show off in front of his friends. He pulls you off the desk and sits back in his chair making sure he’s still deep inside your whole. He also pulls his monitor, mic, keyboard and mouse back to where it was.

‘you’re not gonna fill me up a third time like you normally do?’ you ask him all sweet and innocent

Your dom lets out a small chuckle, ’not yet puppy i think we need to the guys have a break first’

‘Ok but you promise at least one more round after a small break’

‘i'll give you as many rounds as you want pup’ he responds giving a kiss to your forehead’

‘Bro wait you can go for 3 ROUNDS’ a friend proclaims, very out of breath.

‘OR MORE THAN THREE’ the second friend adds on, knowing the answer.

‘Yea why you guys can't or some shit?’ almost in shock that his friends can't go more than three rounds.

You giggle at his responds before kissing his collar bone ‘i love you {insert name}’

‘i love you too {y/n}’

(END)

[watchingspnagain]

Rewatching Lazarus Rising

Welcome to “CAAAAAS!: A Supernatural Rewatch Blog” with Lor and Mace!

 Up today, s4e1: Lazarus Rising.

  “Dean pulls a Buffy and has to dig his way out of his own grave, gets splashed with holy water by Bobby, and mistaken for Sam’s boyfriend by Ruby. And that’s all great and all, but…CAS!!! CAAAASSSSS!!! ahem Um, also Castiel makes his first appearance on the show, claiming responsibility for Dean’s Easter parade.”

 Below is a log of our real-time reactions as we watched. Remember that there may be spoilers for any part of SPN’s 15-season run here. Note also that the nature of our conversation is adult and thus it may contain adult language and themes.

 [and we begin:]

 Lor:

 bounce bounce bounce

 Mace:

 YAS

 Lor:

omg pause

 Lor:

i have no sound

 Mace:

 omg compy, look here

 Lor:

okay fixed.

 Lor:

41:20 left

  Mace:

 okay i’m there

 Lor:

copper boom

 Mace:

 copper boom

 Lor:

jeez. okay, cas, come soothe my furrowed brow

 Mace:

 HAHAHA

 Lor:

omg the eye stuff

 Lor:

I FORGOT

 Mace:

 yeah

 Lor:

and his chokey breathing

 Mace:

yep

 Mace:

 they buried him with his lighter

 Lor:

crawls in coffin with him, absolutely not making the situation worse

 Mace:

 SNORK

 Lor:

OF COURSE THEY DID

 Lor:

can't go to the underworld without your lighter

 Mace:

 he and Buffy could TALK about STUFF

 Lor:

YAAAAAAS

 Lor:

the haaaaaaaaaands

 Mace:

 and give dirty looks to Willow and Cas from across the room

 Lor:

LOL

 Lor:

they have an EXCEPTIONAL dental plan in hell

 Mace:

 SNORK!!!

 Lor:

GAAAAAAH THIS SHOT

 Mace:

 Dean will not AT ALL be bitter about Buffy spending her time in heaven/nirvana

 Lor:

NOPE

 Lor:

not even a little

 Mace:

 omg those BOWED LEGS I CANNOT

 Lor:

YAAAAAAS

 Lor:

I love that the sign says keep the cooler door closed and he leaves it open

 Mace:

 SNORK!!

 Lor:

don't turn on only the hot water, you dope

 Lor:

mmmmmm HAND PRINT

 Lor:

HI CAS

 Mace:

give him some slack, he’s readjusting,

 Mace:

 YAS

 Lor:

LOL

 Mace:

 ah, only the essentials then, eh? Dean?

 Lor:

SNORK

 Lor:

he needs reading material

 Mace:

 yes because he just reads the articles

 Lor:

correct

 Mace:

 yes, Dean, run from one set of windows to the other

 Lor:

yeah, he's a little disoriented, the muffin

 Mace:

i suppose so

 Mace:

 oh BOBBY

 Lor:

YES

 Lor:

he is NOT amused

 Mace:

 poor Dean

 Lor:

omg their faces

 Mace:

YES

 Mace:

 aw, this is adorable. the first time Dean has come back from the dead and Bobby isn’t experienced at it yet

 Lor:

"you're about the closest thing I have to a father"

 Mace:

 OOOF

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 simpler times

 Lor:

yeah

 Lor:

I love that he winces a little before he makes the cut

 Mace:

DUDE WHY CUT THERE?!

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

the palm of your LEFT hand, Dean, come on

 Lor:

lololololol the holy water

 Mace:

 or, like the other side of the arm

 Lor:

yep

 Mace:

 oh Dean, your pants are on fire

 Lor:

YEP

 Lor:

Dean is sus

 Mace:

YEP

 Mace:

“dammit Sammy"

 Mace:

 “this force, this presence” that’s your boyfriend, DeanDean

 Lor:

YEP

 Lor:

you'll recognize him soon, hon

 Mace:

 “what don’t I know about that kid"

 Lor:

ooooof Dean calling out someone else about their drinking

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 yeah, read the room, Dean, he lost his SON

 Lor:

HE DID

 Lor:

"heya, Sammy"

 Mace:

BOYS

 Mace:

 Ruby looks pretty good in those undies

 Lor:

she DOES

 Mace:

 “I look fantastic” HAHAHAHA

 Lor:

SUPER stoked we're finally to Ruby 2.0

 Lor:

LOLOLOLOL

 Mace:

YAS

 Mace:

 it’d be great if she could take over for Laurel, too [Ed. On Arrow.]

 Lor:

LOL

 Lor:

it WOULD

 Mace:

 “are you two, like, together?” “what?” this doesn’t fit.

 Lor:

well, they're pretending she's not Ruby, right?

 Mace:

if she’s Ruby and Sammy knows she’s Ruby, then that doesn’t work

 Mace:

yes but Sam’s reaction just doesn’t seem right

 Mace:

 i just don’t like the writing there

 Lor:

yeah, it should be more like "ooooh riiiight I'll play along"

 Mace:

 yep

 Lor:

bc it's not like they thought he was gonna show up

 Lor:

it was a nugget of the lord, dean!

 Mace:

 HAHAHAHA

 Lor:

I really like that shirt of Sammy's

 Mace:

yeah, this would have been a huge shock and they wouldn’t have had the presence of mind to pretend that smoothly

 Mace:

 YAS

 Lor:

yeah

 Lor:

SAMULET

 Mace:

THE NECKLACE

 Mace:

 YAS

 Lor:

YAAAS

 Lor:

LYING

 Mace:

 too soon, Sammy

 Lor:

RIGHT?

 Lor:

like let the man have a burger first

 Mace:

 Is this the first time we get Dean looking in a mirror like this?

 Lor:

oooo MAYBE

 Mace:

 (his eyes are SO GREEN)

 Lor:

although.... I think I already have a mirror tag going, so maybe not?

 Mace:

ooooh

 Mace:

 DOUCHE HER UP

 Lor:

(YAAAAAAAAS)

 Mace:

HAHAHAHAHA

 Mace:

 omg the LOOK he gives Sammy

 Lor:

I LUFF HIM

 Mace:

“really?”

 Mace:

 HAHAHAHAHA

 Lor:

YAAAAAS

 Lor:

it almost makes up for him saying "I almost forgot" about Baby. HE DID NOT

 Mace:

(I would SO get him into things like Tori Amos through sheer stubborn determination)

 Mace:

 right?!

 Lor:

(YAAAAS)

 Mace:

 well, it has been forty years, though

 Lor:

(sit down, Dean, it's time for some Ani DiFranco)

 Lor:

PFFFT

 Mace:

(SNORK)

 Mace:

she is gorgeous

 Mace:

 and saucy

 Lor:

she IS

 Lor:

the look Bobby gives her

 Mace:

too bad Cas gets jealous and burns her eyes out

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

LOLOLOL

 Lor:

he knows she groped him under the table

 Mace:

of course he does

 Mace:

 Dean, you shouldn’t assume it was a him

 Lor:

"she's gonna eat you alive"

 Mace:

 “YOU ARE NOT INVITED”

 Lor:

RIGHT? Jesse was definitely a girl

 Mace:

 DEFINITELY

 Lor:

LOLOLOL

 Mace:

 “he didn’t touch me there” not yet, at least

 Lor:

LOLOLOLOLOL

 Lor:

he would never. not without taking him to dinner first

 Mace:

 SNORK

 Lor:

he DID SAY, Pamela

 Mace:

 and she DID ask. several times.

 Lor:

"castiel or whatever"

 Mace:

 oh Dean

 Lor:

his perky nipples lolololol

 Mace:

HAHAHAHA

 Mace:

 self objectification as defense

 Lor:

YEP

 Mace:

 I smell Fault of John here

 Lor:

YYYYYEP

 Mace:

 “the smarter brother’s back in town” HAHAHA

 Lor:

I love that Dean is obsessed with Cas in relation to Sam before he even knows who he is

 Lor:

LOLOLOLOLOL

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

tsk Sammy, sneaking off in Baby

 Mace:

 yeeeah

 Lor:

lookit him sleepy

 Mace:

 YES little muffin

 Lor:

oooooof

 Mace:

 yeah

 Lor:

that scene always gets me

 Mace:

 yeah

 Lor:

poor Dean all on the floor with the glass falling on him

 Mace:

 yeah

 Lor:

"we could choose life"

 Lor:

BOBBY

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

oooof Sammy

 Mace:

yeah

 Mace:

 bounces

 Lor:

YAAAAAAAAS

 Mace:

 (I think the title of this one should just be CAAAAAASSSSS)

 Lor:

(YEP. I was thinking that too)

 Lor:

oh Sammy

 Mace:

 right?

 Lor:

Bobby swinging his legs!

 Mace:

 YAS

 Lor:

Dean fiddling with the knife

 Mace:

 YES

 Lor:

EEEEEEEEEEEEEE

 Mace:

 YAAAASSSSS

 Lor:

AAAAAAAH LOOKIT HIM

 Mace:

CAAAAASSSSSSS

 Mace:

 ADORABLE LIL NUGGET

 Lor:

he enters the room and SPARKS FLY

 Mace:

 YAAASSS

 Lor:

"GRIPPED YOU TIGHT AND RAISED YOU FROM PERDITION"

 Mace:

 THERE IT IS!!!

 Lor:

aw, stab at first sight

 Mace:

SNORK

 Mace:

 FIRST FINGER-TO-FOREHEAD

 Lor:

HIS EYES ARE SO BLUE

 Mace:

 THEY ARE

 Lor:

YAAAAAAS

 Mace:

 that’s what Dean’s thinking

 Lor:

YEP

 Lor:

he comes in and starts flipping through their books I LOVE HIM

 Mace:

 YAS

 Lor:

"you have no faith" aaaaaaaaaah

 Lor:

WINGS

 Mace:

OOOOOOF

 Mace:

WINGSS

 Mace:

YASSS

 Mace:

 BOUNCES MORE

 Lor:

LOL YES

 Lor:

"buddy, next time lower the volume"

 Lor:

try whispering in his ear, Cas

 Mace:

HAHAHA

 Mace:

 Cas, do NOT tell Dean he isn’t special

 Lor:

HEAD TILT

 Mace:

he already has issues in that area

 Mace:

 YAS

 Lor:

he does

 Mace:

“good things do happen, Dean” “Not in my experience"

 Mace:

 aaaaand that’s the relationship

 Lor:

"you don't think you deserve to be saved"

 Lor:

"we have work for you"

 Mace:

 YEP

 Lor:

YES

 [after the episode ended:]

 Mace:

 OOOF SOOO GOOOD

 Lor:

BOUNCEBOUNCEBOUNCE

 Lor:

YES

 Mace:

 bounces and sings “CAS IS HERE CAS IS HERE”

 Lor:

like, I'm supposed to believe that entrance WASN'T tailor made for everyone AND DEAN to fall in love with Cas?

 Lor:

pfffft

 Mace:

 RIGHT?!

 Lor:

joins in singing CAS CAS CAS like a baseline

 Mace:

HAHAHAHA

 Mace:

 I remember the first time through the show I was hot for DeanDean until this episode, and then it was like, Oh. OH. HOLD UP. I THINK I HAVE ANGEL FEVER.

 Lor:

LOL

 Mace:

 my love for Sammy was slow to emerge, but it’s no less true for that

 Lor:

nothing could ever diminish my love for Dean. I made him scooch on the couch a little so there was room for one more

 Mace:

 see, that’s why you deserve him more than I do. I’ll just sit over here on Sammy’s lap while secretly oogling the members of the couch

 Lor:

in a sliiiiightly more serious take, I think Dean and Cas are almost a unit for me at this point? like, you can't fully understand either of them without the other, so

 Lor:

SNORKLE

 Mace:

 agreed. (although for me, in my mind, it’s a trio)

 Lor:

(that works too)

[thmgau]

CHAPTER 8 - A TALE AS OLD AS TIME [wattpad link]

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Thursday evenings were always the most fun.. for Juniper & Kalani, anyway. They were at rehearsal. The two of them had always enjoyed acting, & for their university’s cut of Beauty & The Beast, they had roped in the other 3 to join them as well. Since Cherry, Nora, & Leslie had nothing better to do with their time, they agreed.

To the group’s surprise, Leslie had been casted as Belle, the main character. & even more to their surprise, the person who was playing The Beast was Natalie.

Everyone sat in the seats in the theater as Leslie & Natalie were rehearsing a scene. It was the scene where Belle was patching up The Beast after the wolf attack.

“I still can’t believe that kid who stole the book is here, of all people,” Cherry whispered to her friends. “Natalie’s not so bad!” Kalani whispered back. “I mean.. yea, she did steal the book, & she did declare a rivalry between us, but she did help us out with the... banana thing. Give her some slack.”

Cherry rolled their eyes. “Whatever. She literally uses a kid’s toy as a weapon.” “If it works, it works.”

The group looked back up at the stage. They might as well be watching what was happening for their cues. Not like the rest of them had any big parts anyway; they were just in the ensemble.

Despite not doing it very often, Leslie was a fairly good actor. Either that, or they just fit this one specific role perfectly. Leslie pretended to dab at a fake wound on Natalie’s arm.

“By the way..” Leslie said, reciting its lines. “Thank you for saving my life.” “You’re welcome,” Natalie responded.

It was just a line in the play, but the way Leslie had said its thanks made it sound convincing. Maybe it was the fact that Natalie did, in fact, basically save their life.

The actors for Mrs. Potts, Lumiere, & Cogsworth stood around the corner on the stage.

“Well, that’s more like it! I knew they could get along if they tried.” “So, the ice is broken... at last.” “& not a moment too soon! The rose is losing petals at an alarming rate!”

“I still think I should have been cast as that gay little candle.” Kalani whispered. “Kalani!!”

-

Nighttime was approaching, & so was the end of rehearsal.

“Alright!” Allie (the director) clapped her hands twice. “Good work today, everyone! See you all next week!”

The group gathered their things & started heading out of the theater.

“Whew! I am exhausted!” “Speak for yourself! I read, like, three whole lines today!”

Leslie yawned, stretching their arms. “Who knew being a main character was so tiring?” “Remember back in high school where I was The Nutcracker during.. well, The Nutcracker? I don’t think I could walk straight for a week after that.” “& when I was Peter Pan! Being dangled over a stage is not fun, I’ll tell you that.” “It was like that one Spongebob image.” “Point is, Les, being a main character can be difficult, but it is absolutely worth it. You did great today, & I’m sure you’ll do even better on stage.” “Really?” “Of course!”

As the group got out into the parking lot, they noticed none other than The Auctioneer, leaning against a streetlight with some papers in his hand. Any good mood that the group was in immediately evaporated.

“Is that-” Kalani whispered. “The guy from the Subway? I think so,” Nora whispered back.

The Auctioneer noticed the group & perked their head up, waving at the 5 of them. Groaning, the group approached him because they had nothing better to do right now.

“Hello!” The Auctioneer grinned. “Oh, how wonderful it is to see you all again!” “Yea, yea, cut to the chase. What do you want?”

The Auctioneer passed out the papers to the group. “I’m hosting an auction this Saturday! I’d be truly honored to have you 5 there!”

The group looked at the papers they had been given. It was the same lavender color as the business cards they were given the day before, & it had a purple border. There was some text on it, but they didn’t bother to read it, because they weren’t going to the auction anyway.

“We already told you, dude,” Cherry sighed. “We’re college kids. We don’t have money to bid on things.” “But.. here's the best part: You don’t have to bid on anything!” “We.. don’t?” “No! You can simply just... observe! That’s what I did when I was younger.” “Uh... we’ll think about it.”

“You’ll think about it!” The Auctioneer exclaimed. “That’s better than a flat-out rejection! I’ll take it! I’ll see you folks this weekend!”

With that, The Auctioneer skipped away with glee. The group turned to look at each other.

“We’re not actually gonna think about it, right?” “Of course not. We’re not going.” “But you know where we ARE going? Home.” “You’re right. Let’s get home. I’m exhausted.” “Alright! Back to the dorm room!”

[glorified-red]

Oh you’re an English major? Can you tell me more about what’s it like? I’m currently a senior and I think I might change my major to English before starting in the fall. What’s your main career goal? 

Oh ho ho, you just opened a huge can of worms my friend.

(To the tune of Percy Jackson the Musical): Look, I didn't wanna be an english major. For the past 7 years I wanted to be a film major but yk, crises always hit the week before you start your first semester of your Bachelors degree I suppose.

So as of late late late december, after I had already went to orientation as a film major and even PICKED ALL MY FILM CLASSES.

Huff.

I became an english major.

My current line up is:

Writing/Rhetoric Major

English Linguistics Minor

Editing and Publishing Certificate

I want to be an editor. I fell in love with editing ever since I was in that old Discord group and started editing fics for the first time and I realized I was damn good at it too. But alas, my college doesn't offer an editing major or even an editing minor so I had to pick two random semi-on track english choices for those.

And I thought it was fitting to major in literature based writing and minor in the scientific side of English so that when I get to editing stories, I can use literature knowledge, science knowledge, AND basic editing training. Like a 3 for 1 special all wrapped up in a Red Bow.

As of right now I'm a junior in college (at 19 whoo), first semester of my bachelors, and all my classes are in the linguistics category (because SOMEONE decided to change majors a week before classes started and thought, yea, there will be classes for my major left. Fucking idiot)

The science side of English is fascinating to me, I'm learning phoentics and how to transcribe sounds. Im learning about how language affects culture, identity, and even thought.

Like, did you know that the way English was designed predestined us to view the past, present, and future as completely seperate ideas and entities? Simply because of its grammar?

Thats why we (Americans) struggle with the concept of the past repeating itself or the "past" being super long ago even tho it actually only happened a few decades ago (cough slavery cough). Because we think the past is seperate from the present.

It also makes us shitty at helping the future (global warming? nah, thats not gonna affect us anytime soon. Saving money? Nah, we'll figure it out.)

I'm learning stuff like that, how english affects so many parts of your life simply because its your native tongue.

Im also proofreading/editing and coding a huge project funded by a national department and I have no clue how I got into that. Could not tell you. But it looks BANGER on my resume so.

Since I'm on the science sides of things right now it's hard to say what an english major life looks like because theres three categories of English: literature (writing), linguistic (history/science/purpose), and process (editing/publishing).

I will say, for all of them (linguistic, less-so), expect essays to be a thing. It seems like a given but man, I was not expecting to have to write an essay 3 weeks into the semester. Granted I enjoy writing essays and I'm good at them so it doesnt bug me, but still.

Also, people have egos sometimes. They will ask you who your favorite author is an expect you to have read allllll the classics and famous books, heaven forbid if you dont.

Have a read a single Jane Austen book? Fuck no. Do I have a favorite author thats not a childrens author? Absolutely not. Could I read a shakespearian play without falling asleep? Pfft nope.

But that's not what makes you an english major so don't let anyone bully you like that, they're always just overcompensating for something.

What makes you an english major?

Wired glasses, tucked in shirts, turtle necks, and a messenger bag.

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Itoshi sibs are a mood sometimes XD

For whatever reason, I've been thinking about the roommates system in the BLLK facility for NEL. Surely it's a four person room too, if BM has Isagi, Kurona, Hiori and Yukimiya, I was thinking the roommates in PXG would have been Karasu, Shidou, Zantetsu and (maybe) Tokimitsu. idk why I can just so see it happening. Rin and Nanase can be together with whoever else.

But yea, Karasu is definitely stirring all these angst. Dude there's so much potentials and possibilities about him. I sooooo love him for that. He's such a green flag, idk why when I first got into him ppl are calling him a red. He's not.

Karasu is prolly the guy who stops Shidou and Rin from fighting (the referee lol) or maybe he knows how to tame Shidou somehow lol. ABSOLUTE MENACES IN THE FRENCH WING FOR SURE. omggg I see it happening.

Yeaa scenario 3... he really tried to win me back by uncomfortably messaging my friends from uni (they do not know him btw) of my location and when I finish class, heck I was surprised he was even capable of doing something like that (i forgot that happened lol). i actually saw him (ex-best friend) this year. And it's funny how it felt like he was still stuck to the time when we were together and is using old and outdated information about me. We don't talk anymore and I don't know much about him now (it's been a very long time).

Like bro, you moved on and got to be with someone, I should be kind to myself and do the same. So when I'm feeling angsty, just surrounding that notion, I think of Karasu lol WHYYYY would you do this Jei HAHAHAHA

Oh naah yea, that fandom is crazy. As soon as it ended, I'm outta there.

100% loki definitely was like “ok shidou system in one room rin system in the other room” he did NOTTT want to be called in the middle of the night to break up a fight especially when shidou is like a year older than him 😭 tbh i forget who else is in the rin system besides nanase but i think it’s safe to say that they’re all in a room together chilling…LMAO loki actually dgaf whenever shidou and rin start arguing during practices he sends karasu in like a pokémon to break it up he is NOT risking himself like that 😩 honestly i can see karasu making tokimitsu help him too since tokimitsu is like rlly strong?? so tokimitsu is having a mental breakdown while karasu is yelling at him to hold shidou back and shidou’s just like 😈

yeahhhh idk why karasu gets the red flag rep i think part of it is because he’s besties w otoya who is in fact an actual red flag sadly so he just a negative halo effect from that 😓 to be fair i’ve seen people calling REO a red flag and saying NAGI would CHEAT???? which the second take especially is so insane that i’ve stopped caring abt what the fandom thinks i’m the only correct one here /hj there’s def so much potential w karasu though he’s always sm fun to write

MESSAGING YOUR FRIENDS FROM UNI ABT YOUR LOCATION IS A) INSANE WORK AND B) TERRIFYING??? omg i’m so glad you’re okay that’s genuinely so fucked up of him 😭 some people truly do not know how to let go/move on from the past it’s ridiculous…yes you definitely deserve to be with someone who treats you as their priority and isn’t a creep ‼️

oh that fandom is sooooo…yeah…haha sometimes i’ll get edits of it or hear the soundtrack and feel rlly nostalgic but it’s never enough to go back and rewatch or rejoin the fandom i’m too scared of them 😓

[wowshebrokemyheartshocker]

Mad funny when you KNEW for a fact that she was fucking someone else & you knew exactly who tf it was & when you even mention that you feel like she’s seeing someone & she has the AUDACITY to deny it when I have proof. Lol okay this is why I’ve been on that FUCK YOU shit lately. I knew you were a hoe & I should have cut you off the first time when you told me you were no longer in love with me. Like trying let your lil fuck buddy Lucas deal with your ass. Truly I hope you’re happy being a deceptive cunt & I hope you know this is the last time you will be in my home & the absolute last time you will be hearing from me. I’ll give it a month & then I’ll unfriend you & everyone you know because I want no fucking part of your life nor do I wish to see anything that has to do with your shit ass friends. Thank you so much for wasting the last few months of my life pretending you gave a fuck about how I actually feel. Like you didn’t admit to fucking Lucas when I said I felt like you were seeing someone already, that was a lie. A WHOLE ASS FUCKING LIE. Why lie? Other than the fact that you KNOW YOURE FUCKING WRONG. You are dead fucking wrong & I hope you get everything that is coming to you & I mean that from the bottom of my broken ass heart. You have truly done a number on me & I just can’t forgive you anytime soon. Like you really thought we’re gonna be close? Right after we break up? Bitch, give me space. You’re skank ass is ALREADY fucking someone else so bye go fuck him all you want & LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE. Oh yea I have the proof too so try to deny that now. Please just go away.

[dorimena]

Yea request are open! I’ve been thinking about it lately from another fic but would Hawks be able to get off from his own feathers being used on him like a vibrator? Maybe not just on the outside of him but also the inside if possible or would the feathers break? Really I just want the bird man to get overstimulated but I didn’t know if you’re okay with writing for him so just ignore this if you don’t

Hey! Nice to see you slide into the confessional again! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

Hope you don't mind that this is going to be Hawks' debut into the covent for the thirsty people ready to confess their deepest desires on what to do with this man-

𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯; Takami Keigo - Hawks

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱; 855

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰; gender neutral reader, sex toys (vibrator, dildo, fleshlight), but the mentioned toys are somehow made from his feathers, implied orgasm denial, masturbation, caught, mentioned choking, dom!reader, sub!character

𝔬𝔱��𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔰; silly monologue, Keigo wondering how he didn’t know he could do this sooner, reader wondering why Keigo didn’t know

𝕴 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖒𝖞 𝖑𝖎𝖕𝖘

It was probably something he didn’t even know was possible until he made it become possible.

As far as Keigo knew, his feathers were either to be weapons, an aid, a shield, even a tracking device, kinda. But he never thought he could use them for his own selfish pleasure.

You’ve been neglecting him for weeks now, always running off and around because of work. It has him tempted to try convincing you, for the hundredth time, to quit your shitty job and work with him in his agency, but you always told him that this job is your dream job. So he’ll just respect that, but he won’t ever respect your boss or coworkers for using you like some slave to the industry.

Okay, maybe he’s just giving himself an unnecessary backstory to justify how the fuck he managed to get his feathers, the ones he grew up with for most part of his life, to fucking vibrate against his dick.

Vibrate. How do feathers even vibrate?

Well, how could feathers become lethal weapons is another question to answer another time.

But holy-

“Fuck! Fuck, that feels good.”

Keigo can’t help but groan, and if a little cute whimper followed, he ignored it. He doesn’t want to accept he’s already close to cumming, less beginning to already lose his cool.

Not like it mattered, considering you would always figure out new ways to make him lose his cool, his tranquility, his collectiveness, his ‘she-calls-me-daddy-too’ persona.

God, what would you fucking do to him if you found out his feathers are transportable, automatic, intensity level 7 vibrators?

He jerks his hips away from his 3 feathers, breathing heavily as he watches how they move, how they shake, how the tip of each feather was covered in his own precum. Ew, no wonder he keeps feeling something sticky cooling on his cheek, and here he thought he was beginning to cry-

Wait, nevermind, his hand can very much confirm he might’ve shed a tear.

Wiping away the droplets of water, whether it be other tears or simply his sweat, Keigo ponders over his next question: could he fuck himself with these newly discovered vibrators?

Great, now he feels weird.

Not because of his question but because of how… Well, his feathers still feel soft, even if having them in a certain abundance and covered with a condom. His makeshift vibrating dildo made by his dearest and loveable feathers keeps prodding at his already prepared hole (thanks to one of your buttplugs.)

Which reminds him: will you be coming home soon? Not so much because of the sheer embarrassment of having to clean your buttplug instead of one of his, but more so to maybe see your raw reaction about this scenario-

“SHIT- FUCK!”

Okay, maybe he should’ve also, like, paid attention to the fact his feathery dildo (ugh, come on, Keigo, name it something else) had been trying to enter him for the past few minutes. But instead of some slow, gentle, sensual insertion, he decided to fuck himself as hard as you usually thrust inside of him.

Just how much did he miss you?

“S-so much! Too much- Miss you~” He whispers to absolutely no one but his feathers and pillows under him, cheek planted on one of the plush, soft materials as he prepares himself for-

“Hnngh!”

That pornographic whimper once he activated the vibration mode.

And when you finally came home, instead of a clingy, pouty, loving boyfriend greeting you at the door and helping you with your stuff, you’re lead by the invisible string to your bedroom, eyes widening in amazement at the sheer impossible yet fucking sexy scene before you:

Keigo, in his trembling, toe curling, back arching and chest puffing position, thrusting into the makeshift fleshlight from his vibrating feathers-

Huh!?

You quickly cover your mouth, hoping that your choked gasp of disbelief drowned in his equally choked gasping and moaning.

Oh, he’s choking himself.

Let’s assess the man who the public admire as their #2 prohero and how he’s never, ever mentioned how his feathers could vibrate.

Again, you’ve walked into him trembling while he’s fucking a fleshlight and being fucked by a dildo made by his own feathers that, for some reason unknown, are imitating the sound and movement of the 7th setting on his wand vibrator.

You don’t really get much time to actually find the reasons and name facts to explain this erotic scene before Keigo’s grabbing one of the pillows and smothering his face with it, drowning out his screams and growls of being overwhelmed by the powerful orgasm his body catapaulted into, especially with how, prior to your arrival, he had been trying to convince himself that denying his orgasm for possibly the 10th time in barely under an hour was going to do more harm than good to him and his sanity.

[jwnchstr]

Lucky Token | d.r3

summary: it all started with a playful friendship.

characters: you x daniel ricciardo

other fics masterlist | f1 masterlists

*  *  *

     “congratulations on yet another race on the podium! but, ah, what a race. as person in the cockpit, how would you describe it?” you watched from a nearby screen, an interview with daniel.

     “thank you. thank you.” daniel gave the camera a big smile that showed his perfect teeth. “oh, wow. i have to be honest, i’m speechless. it was absolutely one of the toughest race, but it what makes the race fun, yeah?”

     “so, fun. is that how you would describe it?”

     “yea.” daniel chuckled awkwardly in front of the camera. though very unlikely to see him not being fully confident, but that’s also a part of him.

     you continued walking along the paddock towards daniel, knowing exactly where the interview takes place. you could celebrate his victory with the team at motohomes, but being close, you want to celebrate him before anyone else interferes.

     daniel waved as soon as he saw you, causing the inteviewer to turn to you. you pulled your mask higher.

     “ah, there is y/n. came to celebrate her team’s driver victory. i see, y/n is, if not your biggest, but one of your biggest fan.”

     “oh, she’s definitely my big of the biggest fan. my number 1 fan.” his eyes never left yours. his smile never faded a scale as he watched you appraoching. pride resides in him seeing you making an appearance for the media as the woman who come and congratulate him.

     the interviewer asks a hotter question. “that big of a smile on your face, she must not only a friend to you, is she?”

     you rolled your eyes at the interviewer’s question. this is not your first time hearing that kind of question and daniel is not the first man the medias tried to play cupid with. “no. we’re like bonnie and clyde.”

     daniel loves making people question a lot more of his answers. he loves playing the games and puzzles. and you love how he’s answering question, but at the same time, not. his brain is something else. even the team’s press in-charge agrees with him sometimes.

     soon after that, daniel leaves the interview and catches up with you. “how did i do with the interview?”

     “you’re always good with interviews.” you smiled as you walked together with him to head back to the team’s motorhouse.

     “and the question--”

     you laughed at daniel’s sincere concern upon the how he answered the question. another thing that makes you special being close with him is that, he can act reckless and funny, but he’s quite sensitive behind the scene.

     “you were brilliant, don’t worry. wait until tomorrow. they’re gonna make another speculation about us.”

     “no shit.”

*  *  *

     your best friend didn’t win this race, but being a good teammate, daniel threw a party for max at a nearby, private club. you’re the first person to get the invitation, of course, but not the first person to arrive. the bass boosted music and people dancing, some of the are already half-drunk when you arrived.

     you found daniel standing beside the dj with a headphone on. you smiled, knowing dj-ing is what he likes to do at a party. and that’s the only reason why he likes parties.

     you snuck behind him and took off his headphone. he looked annoyed at first, but when he sees your face inches from him, he beamed. “heeeeeyyyy!”

     “enjoying the party?” you yelled into his ear.

     “this is the best night ever!” he exclaimed. “that’s it. i’m retiring from F1 and be a dj.”

     “but i thought you said racing is you life?”

     “yeah, but--” he pushed a button on the dj mix and the club song switched into a slow dancing song. “--then i wouldn’t be able to compose this song. this is yours. it’s your song.”

     there was an echo of angry growls from the team when daniel changed the song. all of them, including those who sat at the tables, got their irritating eyes on daniel for changing the song ruined the party. you can hear max’s thick accent cursing in his native language in the middle of the crowd. meanwhile the dj beside him just looked at him in utter confused.

     you chuckled. “aw, such a party pooper.” you pushed a button and the song quickly changed to its original clubbing song. you grabbed a bottle of alcohol, shake it and took off the lid. its gas bursting like rain and the crowd went crazy.

     “no!” daniel laughed at your action, couldn’t be mad at you even knowing that you could ruin the dj’s mix set. he quickly grabbed you by the waist and dragged you away from the dj’s corner. “that was too risky, y/n.”

     “c’mon! bottoms up!” you handed the alcohol towards daniel after drinking some. daniel smiled, took it and drink it as well.

*  *  *

     daniel is in his car. his helmet’s on. he’s strapped safely. the engineers and the pit stop boys are ready for the race. but you took the short second by crouching beside his car and gave a mini love.

     not to be rude, but the race is starting, so daniel parried your hand away. you heard his laugh. you saw his eyes squinted. “what a crazy woman you got there, ric.” his engineer remarked.

     “just my lucky token.”

     little did you know, the cameraman caught your moment. the commentators are already making a comment on you and him. when you got back with his family at the vip stand, you felt awkward because they were staring at you along with the smirk.

     “what’s happening?”

     “nothing. just looking at his lucky token,” his cousin said. you did now understand, but you smiled to be polite, anyway.

     while watching the race, your phone buzzed non-stop. the more you tried to ignore, the more it came into your notifications, so you decided to switch off your phone and you only switched it back on, when the race is over. that’s when your phone jammed.

     “oh my god, can someone tell me why i got so many notification that my phone jams?”

     “are you playing dumb or plainly dumb?” one of daniel’s childhood friend said, causing you to stared deadly into his eyes. “woah, okay. you’re serious. well, danny called you his “lucky token”.”

     you frowned. “lucky token?”

     “when you gave him a mini love before the race,” his cousin indecided to join in the conversation. “the camera caught that. their boss caught that. and he said you’re his lucky token.”

     “you’re joking.” you laughed at them, shaking your head before heading out of the vip stand to reunite with daniel as usual after his race.

*  *  *

     most of the times, you were okay when there were some papparazzi sneaking and taking pictures of you and daniel because you’ve accepted your life as his team crew and also his close friend. however, after the “lucky token” incident, things became more intense.

     and then, this interview happened:

     “ah, look! it’s y/n again!” the same interviewer said. “you two seem inseperable.”

     “when you have a beautiful woman like her in your life, you definitely do not want to miss a chance.” you pulled a face behind your mask. somewhere deep inside you, you can feel something different in his tone. a little serious rather than playful.

     “last time you said, she’s your lucky token. how true is that?”

     daniel looked at you. unlike other times when he’s having an interview with that woman, this time his face was serious. “so true, so true.” he chuckled. “i mean, she’s been my backbone in my F1 career. how cool is that?”

     “hope to hear good news from you.”

     “yeah. hopefully.” daniel smiled at the interviewer. his cheeks turned a light shade of pink. you could’ve missed that if you didn’t keep your focus on him.

     “hopefully! wow. you were not denying it this time!”

     daniel ended the interview soon after, not wanting them to ask any more personal questions. not that he had never discussed about the relationship he had with you, but he also never discussed how to answer questions related to you. and you trust him that much so you just get along with whatever he said about you and him on interviews.

     but just now...

     “what was that?” this time, both of you are taking as much time together by walking slowly at the paddock towards the team bus zone. he needed a change for the press conference.

     “what was what?” daniel sounded nervous.

     “first, you called me your ‘lucky token’. then, you said i’m your backbone. and the interviewer mentioned about our relationship as special and you just agreed.”

     “yeah, i mean, they’re not wrong.” daniel sounded serious.

     “danny, i need explanation. not merely, “they’re not wrong.”

     “i’m sorry.”

     “for what?” you frowned. meanwhile, daniel tried his best not to look at your cute frown.

     “for not discussing with you,” he answered. “i should’ve-- i should’ve asked for your opinions to answer these kinds of questions. i mean, they were easy, at first. but getting harder and harder to be not be serious with them about us. well, at least, about what i think about us.”

     “lucky token and your backbone,” you said. “where did that come from?”

     daniel shrugged. “i don’t know. it just came naturally to me that whenever i see you on the screen or before the race, it makes me want to do better.”

     “and i haven’t been that long with you in the team--”

     “please, don’t question me these things. it makes me feel like a loser for having a big crush on you.”

     you giggled, astounded by his confession. “no, no. don’t be. i’m sorry, but i just need to know. and did you know what the interviewer meant when she mentioned about good news coming?”

     “what do you think mean?”

     “well, to me, it-- it-- sounded like you taking our relationship another step and making an announcement about it or something. and you didn’t deny that, so i-- i was...”

     daniel chuckled, finding it cure, as you stuttered to find words to explain. he pulled you into a hug.

     “are-- are we a couple now?” you asked.

     “definitely,” he mumbled on top of your head, feeling him planting a kiss there.