#but omg hey david

[sincenewyorks]

everyone stfu david is here

[goldenhourchapman]

Cherish each other.

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[tiercel42]

Can I talk to Lot's wife? I love salty people.

Okay this is just getting funny now

[hecksupremechips]

Brian David Gilbert appeared in my dream last night and he was wearing a Junpei 999 ass outfit with a red flannel shirt and a purple denim vest over it that clashed horribly and cargo pants and specifically assless cargo pants and he was also 4 feet tall and very pleased with his fashion choices. Like, all the typical unresolved childhood trauma shit was going on as usual but tiny bdg in assless cargo pants was just there

What do you think that says about me 🤔

[mandarinmoons]

Hii. if you’re still taking request, i have a request for your littérateur-ness :)

I don’t know if you write for BAU!reader or explicitly reader x Spencer but I was thinking about the team working a case in a haunted town. Spooky, unexplainable incidents happen (doors open, shadows appear), their hotel rooms are haunted (which maybe causes some room sharing ifykyk), instigators freak out the others and skeptics try to defend incidents. Penelope goes out and buys sage, Reid freaks out reader, Derek sleeps out in the SUV because he’s not super excited about the ghosts. 

I love this omg

The steps of the hotel creaked as you walked up them and the wood seemed so worn that you tried your best to convince yourself that you wouldn’t fall through them.

“C’mon now everyone, let’s go check in,” Rossi announced as he walked towards the reception and everyone followed suit, but no one listened to David's and the hotel workers chatter as they all took in the building just walked into.

The air felt unusual to say the least. You could feel yourself being watched and if you focused hard enough swore that you felt a hand on your shoulder, but when you turned around there was no one behind you, it must’ve been the exhaustion.

Receiving the key to your room, you took off to finally get a change of clothes and relax in a soft bed. As you walked through the halls you felt unusual cold spots here and there, thinking that it was due to the hotel being old and not having the best insulation, you brushed it off and headed to your room.

As the night moved on you swore you heard little tapping sounds, on the walls, on the windows, anywhere you could think of.

Nearly falling asleep you heard a knock on your door, you jumped at the sudden sound and made your way to open it, seeing Spencer on the other side.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

Spencer looked tense. He was clutching a pillow to his chest and his brows were knitted in worry.

“Can I stay with you for the night? I keep feeling like there’s someone watching me in my room.”

“Well, I don't know if I’ll be much help because I keep experiencing the same thing.”

“It seems like everyone is.”

“What do you mean?”

Spencer walked in and sat on the edge of the bed as he tried to find the words for the occurrences he’d faced tonight.

“Morgan kept saying he felt like he was being watched. He also said that he kept hearing furniture being moved when he was in the shower. He got so freaked out that he ended up going to the car to sleep.”

“What? Really?”

Spencer nodded and continued, “Penelope even went to town to buy some sage to “cleanse the air”, but I doubt it’ll help.”

Chuckling, you made your way to the bed and sat next to Spencer. Even if he was one of the most logical people you had ever met, you were a bit amused seeing him visibly shaken over these encounters.

“Are you afraid of a few ghosts?”

Spencer snorted, but still hugged the pillow close to him, “There’s no scientific evidence that ghosts are real.”

“Yeah? And you’re over here shaking like a leaf.”

“Oh, like you aren’t affected by this?”

“Okay okay, fine. I admit, it’s been a bit eerie here.”

“So, can I stay here?”

“Would it make you feel better?”

Spencer nodded and you rolled your way to the side of the bed, patting the open spot, a way of saying he could stay.

Crawling over to you, Spencer put his pillow down and laid down with his face towards you, his eyes capturing yours.

After a moment of silence you closed your eyes and soon enough both of you fell asleep.

What felt like only 15 minutes of sleep, you were shaken awake by Spencer, his voice shaky and on edge.

“Y/N, Y/N!”

“Spencer, what’s wrong?!”

“I heard knocking.”

Walking over to the door carefully, you opened it and were met with Penelope, holding a box of incense in her hands.

“I have come to cleanse your room my dears” Penelope walked past you and lit one of the sticks, airing it around the room.

“Is this even allowed?”

“I checked with the staff, apparently even they themselves do this every few weeks in hopes it’ll slow down activity.”

“Unbelievable.”

“It’s true, ask them yourselves if you must.”

Being cut off by Spencer’s coughing, he stood up and opened the window to clear the air.

“Wait, boy genius, what’re you doing here?”

“I uh, I heard some noises in my room and didn’t want to be alone.”

“Aww, being with Y/N makes you feel safe?”

“Yes, I mean no, I mean-”

Penelope chuckled over Spencer’s sputtering which only made you crack a smile. Knowing that Spencer felt safe in your presence tugged at your heart in ways you never thought was possible.

After a good half an hour and the smell of the incense permeating the air, Penelope left you and Spencer to rest. Sleep was the last thing on both of your minds though as you both were up until nearly 3 AM, talking about the possibilities of why all of these events took place.

“What about the tapping on the walls?”

“It could be mice.”

“Ew, don’t say that.”

“I’m just stating the most possible explanation!”

“Just say it’s ghosts and go to sleep.”

“As I stated before, there is no-”

Before Spencer managed to finish his sentence, a sudden crash was heard outside the room, which caused Spencer to jump into your embrace, his arms wrapping around you tightly.

“Spencer, I can’t breathe!”

“Sorry…”

A second later you heard a hotel employee call out, apologizing for his cleaning cart dropping on the floor. A sigh of relief came out of both of you and then you felt your cheeks heat up, realizing what position the two of you were in.

“Oh sorry, I should um,” Spencer moved to slide his arm off of you, but before he could move any more, you rested your hand on top of his.

“It’s okay, I like it.”

Blinking his eyes rapidly, Spencer laid his head down and looked over at you for a moment before mumbling a “good night” and closing his eyes.

You kept looking at Spencer’s face for a moment, seeing his face relax as sleep took over and he was finally able to rest. As much as you hated all of the weird occurrences that happened throughout the night, you couldn’t lie and say that you were annoyed with Spencer coming over to stay the night with you, because you weren’t, you were delighted by it.

You shut your eyes and your thumb ran over the back of Spencer’s hand, which was met by Spencer pulling you slightly closer in his sleep, his breath fanning over your face. You were just close enough to rest your head in the crook of his neck and you secretly hoped that there would be another bump in the night, so that he’d pull you closer into him and you’d get to live out your secret wish.

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stargirl | jude bellingham

pairing: bf!jude x secret!gf

content: social media au

summary: jude’s alleged girlfriend stirs up quite a storm when she’s seen everywhere but her own account

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Bridges to Belonging

Part One Part Two Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven

Summary: Penelope texts Y/n, Rossi has a dinner party, Y/n and Spencer meet

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!reader

Category: Fluff

Warnings/Includes: mentions of virginity and sex (16+), playing never have I ever, teasing from friends, consuming alcohol

Word count: 3.7k

a/n: i am cranking this story out it is going to be finished so fast dear goddd ,, hopefully y'all like it!!! probably like 5 ish more parts is my guess

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Y/n was settling in for the night after a long shift at the hospital, kicking her feet up on her coffee table with a glass of wine in hand when her usually dead phone vibrated. 

Hey, Y/N! 😊 It's Penelope from the BAU. Hope you don't mind me texting! Just thought I'd check in and see how my favorite child psychologist is doing. 🌟

Hey, Penelope! Of course, I don't mind :) I’m doing well, just busy with work as usual. How about you?

Busy saving the world, one computer at a time! 🖥️💪 So, tell me, are you still too busy to date, or have you finally joined us mere mortals in the quest for love? 💘

Haha I guess we’re getting right into it. I suppose I am feeling ready to dip my toes back into the dating pool. But I’ve been avoiding it for a while 😅 Awkward first dates are terrifying!

Ooh, exciting! 🥳 But I totally get the fear. Blind dates can be the worst. You never know if you're going to meet Prince Charming or... well, not. 😬

Exactly! And I've been so focused on my career that I haven't really thought about dating in a while. Plus, all my undergrad flings made me a bit wary of anything serious.

Understandable. Sometimes you just need to have fun, right? But now that you’re settled, maybe it’s time for a change? 😉

Yeah, maybe you're right. I wouldn't mind meeting someone who shares my interests and gets my sense of humor.

OMG, that sounds like a dream. Let me know when you find them and send me one too. 💖

Ha! If I find one I will let you know. How does one even go about meeting new people nowadays?

Well… You remember Rossi, right? He’s having a pasta and wine night at his mansion this Friday at 8 pm!! 🎉

Pasta and wine?? Sounds perfect. Thanks, Penelope! I’ll be there, I appreciate you thinking of me :)

Anytime, Y/N! Can’t wait for you to meet the rest of the team. I’ve got a good feeling about this! 💖✨ 

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The rest of the team? Y/n thought to herself. She had assumed she met everyone already when she went for drinks with Aaron and the team. Maybe they added a new member. Regardless, she's excited to do three of her favorite things, eat pasta, drink wine, and let rich people pay for everything. 

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The evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow over David Rossi’s expansive estate. Nestled in the Virginia countryside, the elegant home exuded both charm and sophistication, a perfect reflection of its owner. The team arrived one by one, greeted by the welcoming scent of freshly baked bread and simmering marinara sauce that wafted through the air, promising a feast of Italian delights.

As Y/n stepped into the house, they were embraced by the warm ambiance of the living room, where a crackling fire in the stone fireplace added a cozy touch. The room was tastefully decorated with leather-bound books, framed photographs, and art pieces that told stories of Rossi’s travels and experiences. Soft jazz music played in the background, the soothing melodies mingling with the lively chatter of the guests.

The dining room was a vision of elegance, with a long mahogany table set for the evening's festivities. Flickering candlelight danced across the table, casting a gentle glow on the polished silverware and delicate china. Each place setting was thoughtfully arranged, complete with fine crystal wine glasses waiting to be filled with Rossi’s carefully curated selection of wines.

On the far side of the room, a sideboard displayed an array of antipasti: olives, cured meats, marinated vegetables, and various cheeses artfully arranged on rustic wooden boards. A large bouquet of fresh flowers served as the centerpiece, adding a splash of color and vibrancy to the room.

The kitchen bustled with activity as Rossi, ever the gracious host, put the finishing touches on a variety of homemade pasta dishes. Large pots simmered on the stove, the fragrant aroma of garlic and herbs filling the air. A pan of lasagna bubbled in the oven, its cheese topping perfectly golden brown. Fresh basil and parsley were sprinkled generously over platters of spaghetti aglio e olio and creamy fettuccine alfredo, each dish a testament to Rossi’s culinary skills and passion for Italian cuisine.

In the adjoining patio, strings of fairy lights twinkled overhead, providing a magical canopy under which the team could relax and unwind. Comfortable seating areas were arranged to encourage conversation, and a small fire pit offered warmth as the evening grew cooler. The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of crickets added a serene backdrop to the lively gathering.

The evening at Rossi’s house was in full swing. The room was alive with laughter and conversation, and the clinking of glasses mingled with the soft strains of jazz music. The warm glow from the fireplace and the dim lighting created a cozy, inviting atmosphere that wrapped the team in a sense of comfort and camaraderie.

As the doorbell rang, David straightened his jacket and moved toward the entrance with a welcoming smile. He opened the door to reveal Y/N, who stood on the threshold, looking radiant in her deep green dress that highlighted her curves and complemented her confident demeanor.

“Y/N! Welcome!” Rossi exclaimed, stepping aside to usher her into the house. His voice was warm and genuine, filled with the kind of hospitality that made his guests feel immediately at home. “I’m so glad you could make it. We’ve been looking forward to this evening.”

Y/N’s face brightened with a warm smile as she stepped inside. “Thank you, David. I’m excited to be here. The house looks wonderful.”

Rossi gave a hearty laugh. “It’s all thanks to the amazing team I have. Let me introduce you to everyone.”

With a graceful wave of his hand, Rossi guided Y/N into the living room, where the BAU team had gathered. The room buzzed with the energy of friends reconnecting after a long day. Rossi’s arrival with Y/N caught the attention of the group, and they turned to greet her with friendly smiles and nods.

Spencer, who had been deep in a conversation with Derek about a recent case, felt a shift in the atmosphere. His gaze followed Rossi and Y/N as they entered, his attention abruptly captured.

Spencer’s breath hitched slightly as he took in Y/N’s presence. The warm lighting seemed to highlight her natural beauty, and the graceful way she moved across the room was both captivating and disorienting. The rest of the team offered her friendly waves and greetings, but Spencer was fixated on her, his curiosity piqued.

Hotch, noticing Spencer’s focused attention, decided it was time for introductions. He approached Spencer with a friendly, knowing smile and gestured toward Y/N.

“Spencer,” Hotch began, his tone calm and reassuring, “I’d like you to meet Y/N.”

Spencer turned to face Hotch, his heart racing a bit. Hotch continued, “Y/N, this is Spencer Reid. He’s one of our most brilliant team members here at the BAU.”

Y/N extended her hand with a warm, welcoming smile. “Hi, Spencer. It’s nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

God, even her voice is beautiful. 

Spencer, momentarily taken aback, felt a flutter of nerves as he took her hand. “Hi, Y/N. It’s, uh, nice to meet you too. I’ve heard a lot about you as well,” he replied, his voice tinged with both shyness and genuine interest.

Y/N’s gaze was kind and her smile reassuring, making Spencer feel more at ease. “I hope it’s all been good,” she said with a playful glint in her eye.

Spencer managed a small, tight lipped smile, as he tucked his hair behind one ear and his nerves started to settle. “Definitely,” he replied, feeling a warmth that contrasted with his usual social anxiety.

Y/N leaned in slightly, her eyes meeting Spencer’s with a genuine curiosity. “So, Spencer,” she began, her tone light and engaging, “what’s one thing you’re passionate about outside of work?”

Spencer’s eyes lit up as he considered her question. “Well, I’m really into chess,” he admitted. “I’ve been playing since I was a kid. It’s a great way to exercise the mind and challenge myself.”

Y/N’s smile widened. “I didn’t know that. I used to play chess with my grandfather when I was younger. It’s a fascinating game. Do you have a favorite opening strategy?”

Spencer’s face brightened, and he leaned in a bit more, his enthusiasm evident. “Yes! I’m a big fan of the Queen’s Gambit. It’s a classic and very versatile. What about you?”

Y/N’s eyes sparkled as she shared her own chess experiences. The conversation continued, the two finding common ground and enjoying each other’s company.

Hotch observed the interaction with a pleased expression, satisfied with the introduction. He stepped back, allowing Spencer and Y/N to continue their conversation. The team resumed their chatter, though the undercurrent of excitement about the new connection was palpable.

The evening had progressed into a more relaxed phase as the team retreated to Rossi’s lush backyard. The gentle clinking of glasses and the murmur of conversation blended with the soft rustling of leaves in the warm night breeze. The group had moved outside after enjoying a sumptuous Italian feast prepared by Rossi and Penelope, and now they were settling into comfortable chairs and sofas, each with a glass of wine in hand.

Spencer, still a bit on edge but feeling slightly more at ease, had decided to join in on the wine, especially since Y/N had done the same. The rich, full-bodied wine paired perfectly with the after-dinner atmosphere, adding to the relaxed ambiance of the evening.

Derek, always the instigator of fun, leaned back in his chair with a mischievous grin. “Alright, everyone, I think it’s time for a game. How about a round of ‘Never Have I Ever’?” He looked around the circle with a gleam in his eye, clearly excited about the prospect of the game.

Emily raised an eyebrow playfully. “Oh, this should be interesting. Let’s see who’s willing to spill some secrets tonight.”

Y/N looked intrigued but a bit hesitant. “Sounds fun. I’m game.”

The group settled into a comfortable rhythm as Derek began the game. “Okay, I’ll start. Never have I ever... gone skydiving.”

A few people sipped their wine, including Emily and Rossi. “Guilty as charged,” Rossi said with a chuckle. “Skydiving is quite the adrenaline rush.”

Y/N, who had taken a sip, smiled and said, “I’ve always wanted to try it, but never had the chance.”

Spencer, still holding his glass, observed the interactions with a mix of curiosity and caution. He had never played this game before, not having ever been invited to parties in high school or college, and while he was intrigued, he wasn’t sure how much he was ready to reveal about himself.

JJ leaned forward, looking at Y/N with a grin. “Okay, your turn. What’s something we’d never expect from you?”

Y/N thought for a moment, then laughed softly. “Alright, never have I ever... been to a strip club.”

This time, the whole team, including Penelope, sipped their wine. “Oh, I mean we all have been on multiple occasions for a case,” Penelope admitted with a grin. “It’s a rite of passage.”

Spencer watched Y/N closely, noticing how easily she blended with the group, her laughter and easy demeanor making her approachable. He found himself feeling more comfortable, the game serving as a welcome distraction from his usual reservations.

As the game continued, Derek took his turn. “Never have I ever... gone on a blind date.”

Spencer, who had been carefully sipping his wine, hesitated for a moment before taking a sip. He caught Y/N’s eye and saw her smile warmly. “Well, that’s a new one for me,” she said, clearly amused.

Hotch, enjoying the playful banter, decided to chime in. “I think it’s safe to say that a lot of us have had some interesting experiences with blind dates.”

The game continued with a mix of laughter, surprises, and the occasional sip of wine. As it came around to Spencer’s turn, he took a deep breath, deciding to take a small risk. “Never have I ever... read all the books in a series before the final book was released.”

Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise, and she laughed. “Oh, I’m guilty of that too. I get too impatient for the next installment.”

Spencer felt a small spark of connection, his nerves easing as he realized they shared a common interest. “It’s the only way to avoid spoilers,” he said with a smile.

The conversation flowed easily as the game progressed, with everyone sharing stories and bonding over their revelations. Spencer found himself more relaxed, the warmth of the wine and the easygoing nature of the game creating an environment where he could be himself.

The group settled into their seats even more lubricated with wine, ready for the real revelations. Derek went first, his tone playful. “Never have I ever... been to a nightclub and partied until dawn.”

Y/N, Emily, Penelope and Derek took a sip, with Emily laughing. “Oh, I’ve done that more times than I can count. Nothing like a night out on the town to blow off some steam.”

Spencer seemed slightly more at ease with each revelation. “I’ve never been to one of those. It sounds like an experience.”

The game continued with more revealing questions. Emily, with a mischievous glint in her eye, asked, “Never have I ever... had a one-night stand.”

Spencer was visibly surprised when Y/N took a sip. Y/N gave a small, slightly embarrassed smile. “It’s a part of life’s experiences, but I guess I’ve been more focused on my career lately.”

Spencer nodded, a hint of understanding in his eyes. He was keenly aware of the fact that he was still a virgin, and while he wanted to connect with Y/N on a deeper level, he found himself struggling. She had undoubtedly had more romantic and physical experiences than he had. The thought that someone as stunning and sophisticated as Y/N would be interested in a novice like him seemed almost inconceivable. He was trying hard not to let his insecurities cloud his mood. The way she smelled—like a wet dream—was both intoxicating and overwhelming. Her laughter, so genuine and carefree, only accentuated the gulf between them. Spencer tried to shake off the discomfort, reminding himself to stay engaged.

Derek, sensing the shift in the conversation and relishing the opportunity to provoke more personal revelations, threw out another provocative prompt. “Never have I ever... gone on a vacation just for the sake of hooking up with someone.”

Penelope and Emily took a sip, with Penelope letting out a soft laugh. “Sometimes you just need to get away and see where the night takes you,” she said, a playful glint in her eye.

Y/N, now visibly more at ease and enjoying the shared camaraderie, leaned in slightly, her voice carrying a teasing edge. “I’ve always found travel is more about the sights than the romance. But I suppose the adventure can include a little... spontaneous connection,” she said, letting her words linger with a hint of allure. Her gaze flicked towards Spencer briefly, a subtle challenge in her eyes.

Spencer felt a slight flush creeping up his neck as he realized Y/N’s playful comment was not lost on him. The conversation had taken a decidedly more personal turn. “I’ve never really mixed vacation with... personal pursuits,” he admitted, his tone tinged with shyness. The idea of combining travel with romantic endeavors seemed foreign and somewhat intimidating.

As the game continued, the topics grew more intense and revealing. Rossi, with a knowing smile and a glint of mischief, asked, “Never have I ever... been in a relationship where both partners had different kinks.”

Everyone, even Hotch, took a sip, with Rossi adding, “Sometimes those differences can make things... particularly exciting.”

Y/N, engaging more openly with the group, nodded thoughtfully. Her eyes sparkled as she spoke. “It’s definitely something that can add a layer of complexity to a relationship,” she said, her voice taking on a more intimate tone. “It’s all about finding that balance and exploring what truly works for both partners.”

Spencer, taking a sip and feeling the warmth of the wine begin to loosen his nerves, found himself caught between curiosity and shyness. “It sounds like navigating those differences can be... challenging,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. His gaze remained fixed on Y/N, trying to read the subtle nuances in her expressions. The vulnerability she displayed in her words made her even more intriguing.

Y/N’s smile widened slightly, a mix of empathy and flirtation in her gaze. “It can be, but it’s also part of what makes relationships interesting,” she said, her voice soft but laced with a suggestive undertone. She met Spencer’s eyes with a confident yet gentle look, as if inviting him to share more of his thoughts.

Spencer swallowed hard, feeling a blend of attraction and apprehension. The way Y/N spoke, her casual yet intimate revelations, made him want to know more about her and, perhaps, reveal more about himself. The game had opened a door to a new level of connection, one that both excited and intimidated him.

The night had drifted into a mellow haze as the stars began to twinkle in the sky. The soft hum of conversation and clinking of glasses had subsided into a relaxed murmur as the team lingered in Rossi’s backyard, enjoying the cool night air. The rich aroma of the evening’s wine lingered in the air, adding a heady undertone to the tranquil setting.

Spencer had been engaged in a conversation with Rossi, but his mind kept drifting back to the playful exchanges he’d shared with Y/N. She had been captivating throughout the evening, her laughter and teasing remarks sticking in his mind. He found himself drawn to her energy, even as he struggled with his own insecurities.

As the night wore on, guests began to trickle out, and the ambiance of the backyard shifted to a quieter, more intimate atmosphere. Spencer watched as Y/N, her cheeks flushed with the warmth of the wine, made her way towards him. Her movements were graceful, and there was a certain confident allure in her stride that made Spencer’s heart skip a beat.

Y/N approached Spencer with a mix of determination and vulnerability. She cleared her throat gently, her eyes locking with his in a gaze that was both direct and inviting. The faint glow from the string lights above cast a warm halo around her, highlighting her striking features and the subtle sheen of her skin.

“Hey, Spencer,” she said, her voice soft but laden with an undeniable edge of sincerity. “Can we talk for a minute?”

Spencer, caught off guard, nodded. “Of course, Y/N. What’s up?”

Y/N led him a little away from the remaining guests, her hand brushing lightly against his as she guided him to a more secluded corner of the backyard. Spencer found he didn’t mind the contact too much, he might still wash his hands after. The quiet of the night enveloped them, the sounds of the party fading into the background.

She took a deep breath, her eyes searching his with a mix of hesitation and resolve. “I’ve really enjoyed talking with you tonight,” she began, her voice a touch more vulnerable than usual. “And I have to admit, I’ve been thinking... I’d like to see you again. Maybe for a coffee or dinner sometime? I’d love to get to know you better.”

Spencer’s heart raced as he took in her words. He felt a rush of warmth at the idea of spending more time with her, but the reality of his inexperience and his nerves threatened to overwhelm him. He managed a small, nervous smile, his mind racing through a whirlwind of thoughts.

“I’d like that,” Spencer said, his voice trembling slightly. “I’d really like that. I... I didn’t expect this, but I’m glad you asked.”

Y/N’s eyes softened, and she reached out to touch his arm, her fingers lingering for a moment. “Good,” she said, her tone taking on a more intimate quality. 

Spencer felt a surge of excitement mixed with his usual apprehension. The way Y/N looked at him, with that blend of confidence and genuine interest, made him feel like he was worthy of her attention.

“Absolutely,” he said, feeling more confident. “Let’s definitely make plans. I’d like that very much.”

Y/N’s smile widened, a mix of relief and satisfaction crossing her face. “Great. I’m looking forward to it.”

With that, she gave him a warm, lingering smile and a light touch on his arm before heading back towards the group to say her goodbyes. Spencer watched her go, with a brand new phone number in his pocket, feeling a renewed sense of hope and excitement. The evening had taken an unexpected turn, and he couldn’t wait to see where this new connection with Y/N might lead.

[hellsburners]

focus on me

summary: you tease frank while he’s on a call pairing: frank castle x male reader word count: 1.1k warnings: 18+ warning, domestic frank castle, sex while on call, blowjobs, top!frank obviously a/n: from a prompt by hailey !! (omg mike 2 fics in a day?)

masterlist | more frank castle

It was a Sunday morning spent watching football with Frank. He sat on the couch holding the remote while you were lying down with your legs resting on his lap. He was busy watching the game and you were completely unaware of what was going on. He would cheer, curse at the TV, shout, and almost throw the remote. 

“Fuck! What the fuck is up with this ref?” he said, throwing his hands around. 

He was so serious, his brows furrowed and his body so animated. You try to tease him through his sweatpants, the heel of your foot lightly grazing his crotch. You twist and turn on the couch to show that you were just shifting for a more comfortable position, but the truth is you were focused on getting him hard. 

“Babe,” he said. “What are you doing?”

“You’re so riled up with that game I figured you could ease up a bit,” You feel his crotch harden underneath your heel. You sit beside him, palming his growing erection. “It looks like it’s working though.”

He grunts, your middle finger drawing circles around his tip. You loosen the tie around his waist, putting your hand underneath the fabric to release his cock. It was thick, your fingers wrapping around the whole shaft. The tip was already red and leaking, your index finger spread the wetness all over to form some lubrication as you stroked it. 

“Shit—,” Frank groaned. 

You were about to take him in your mouth before the phone started to ring. Frank moved over to reach for the phone, his cock still bare. He answers the call–it was David Lieberman. 

“Hey, what’s up.”

 “There’s a problem with the site,” David said through the phone. You tried to back off—to let him finish before playing with his cock again; but the aching red tip was taunting you, practically begging for touch. 

As they were discussing some work stuff you started to stroke his cock again. Frank’s eyes darted towards you enlarged with his brows furrowed. What the hell are you doing? He mouthed. You opened your mouth, saliva dripping like a clear string on his cock. You stroked him again before you took him in your mouth. 

Frank grunted. “All good there boss?” David asked. 

“Yeah yeah all good,” he cleared his throat. His hand went to the back of your head, guiding you as you tasted him. 

Frank tried to stifle his groans, his grip on your head getting tighter. Your lips wrapped around his thick length, sucking in all the air as you bobbed up and down. His hips started to buck into your mouth, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat. 

You pulled off from his cock with your lips making a popping sound. You gasped for air as David continued to ramble about money and costings. Frank pulled away from the phone to speak.

“Oh so now you want to pull away? Nuh-uh kid, go back at it,” he said, pulling your head back in.

Your eyes started to well with tears as he fucked into your throat, using your mouth like a toy for his pleasure. He continued to talk to David, almost as if you weren’t there. Your jaw started to sore, your lips dripping wet, and your back hunched over. Your crotch started to stir. 

“Attaboy.”

You started to use your hands to stroke him, even fondling his balls. Your warm hands and wet mouth drew the hardest grunts from Frank. You could hear David ask him if he was okay. 

“Yeah, just need a drink that’s all,” he said, clearing his throat. “Talk to the other guys, we’ll deal with this tomorrow.”

“Sure thing boss,” David said, dropping the call after.

You look up at him with teary eyes. He looks down at you with half-lidded eyes, patting your head like you just did a good job. He pulls you to his lap taking off your lower garments before straddling him. You align his tip with your hole, slowly sinking in. You held onto his broad shoulders for stabilization, his lips smirking as you wince in pain. 

“Fuck—it’s too big,” you cry out.

“You the one who started this,” he said sternly. “You gotta finish it.”

He holds your waist, pulling you down on his erection as it stretches you open. You cry out once more, your nails digging into his skin as you try to stay calm. You started to move your hips, moving it in circles, his cock filling you to the brim. It was an immense pleasure, the heat from your body rises tenfold. You ride him faster and with more vigor, your eyes closing in. 

He takes your chin to fix it in his gaze. 

“Open your eyes when I fuck you,” he said, lifting you so he can move his hips into you. He was quick and rough, your brows twitching trying not to close your lids. 

He lays you down on the couch so that he’s on top. His large arms above you as he fucked into your hole, your legs shaking and clenching in. You wrap your arms around his neck, moving your hips in sync with his. At that moment you felt your body join him, in complete synchronicity, both pleasure-bound. 

“Frank—” you moaned out. 

His lips let out hard grunts, his dark hair plastered across his forehead. You couldn’t stop admiring him. His stubbled face and his crooked nose. This man was all yours, to tease and to toy with, to fuck and to adore. 

“You gotta cum for me alright,” he groaned. “Then I’ll cum inside you, yeah?”

He started to buck his hips, his biceps flexing and his hands more veiny. The pleasure was too much, it was sending a thousand shocks of electricity all over your body. Your vision started to darken, Frank started to grunt louder, his thrusts more erratic. 

“Shit—shit,” Frank repeated as he hit his climax, spilling his cum inside you. 

You came all over your chest, some on Frank’s. He collapsed on top of you after, his large body weighing on you. You kissed him on the cheek, patting his head. 

“I think you missed the game,” you said, turning on to see that the game was done. 

“Fuck the game, we’re not done yet.”

“What?”

“Yeah, this is your fault for teasing me,” he said nonchalantly. “Now go on your hands and knees, I’m fucking you again.”

interactions are greatly appreciated btw if u liked this fic and want more send me a prompt and i'd gladly make something from it :>

[imaslutforwritingshit]

Things Ethan Landry would text- (Fem Friend Reader) PART 3

Warnings- mentions of smut, knifeplay, sexting, fearplay, confessions to murder.

If you guys like this, I’ll make an extended version, where I write a story in Y/n’s pov that happens after this texting story:)

The Ballad Of Terror

Y/n: hey loser

Ethan: Loser? that’s new.

Y/n: but true

Ethan: no good night text, bunny?

Y/n: ugh stop calling me that. I promise I don’t jump that weird.

Ethan: in PE class you look like a rodent

Y/n: shut up

Y/n: I want something else first before you get your good night text

Ethan: let me guess. You need homework answers?

Y/n: I don’t get anything in science. I don’t even know what a molecule is.

Ethan: luckily I’m smart.

Y/n: luckily.

Ethan: click to view

Y/n: thank u <3

Ethan: np.

Ethan: hey, how are you and David doing together?

Y/n: why?

Ethan: I’m just curious

Y/n: maybe being curious isn’t always the right thing to be

Ethan: I’m your friend who wants you to be happy.

Y/n: I am happy

Ethan: with David?

Y/n: why are you asking that like david can’t make me happy?

Ethan: because I don’t think he could

Y/n: he does.

Ethan: oh, yeah?

Y/n: yes.

Ethan: as in, present tense?

Y/n omg yes

Y/n: why do you care so much?

Ethan: you broke up with him last night.

Y/n: how did you know that?

Y/n: Ethan??

Y/n: who told you

Ethan: no one told me.

Y/n: then why the fuck do you know?

Ethan: I watched you get that text. You cried over your bedside table.

Ethan: don’t leave me on read

Ethan: cmon

Y/n: how do you know

Ethan: I watched you through the window.

Y/n: you’re my friend

Y/n: this is scaring me

Ethan: Don’t be scared. Remember when you told me that you loved the real me?

Y/n: yes.

Ethan: this is the real me.

Y/n: a stalker?

Ethan: For you,

Ethan: Yes.

Y/n: if you were watching me, what was I wearing?

Ethan: That Ivy League shirt I bought for you in 2018.

Y/n: what pants, then ??

Ethan: oh, that’s the best part.

Y/n: please

Ethan: you weren’t wearing any

Ethan: you hiked your thighs to your chest

Ethan: you were wearing black panties

Y/n: you’re a fucking creep

Ethan: don’t be like that.

Y/n: how long has this been going on?

Ethan: How long have I been in love with you?

Ethan: or watching you sleep

Ethan: ?

Y/n: i should call the police. do you stalk other girls?

Ethan: you’re the only one for me

Ethan: nobody makes me feel the way you make me feel

Ethan: All those girls meant nothing to me. They couldn’t replace you.

Y/n: what girls?

Y/n: you’re a manwhore now?

Ethan: don’t be stupid. I didn’t fuck anyone

Ethan: I killed them

Y/n: im calling the police

Ethan: I disconnected the system from your number

Ethan: you can’t call anyone for help

Y/n: what do you want from me?

Ethan: Don’t you want to know?

Ethan: Why I did it?

Y/n: no

Ethan: I want to hurt you. Is that bad?

Ethan: it just turns me on so much

Ethan: to imagine you begging for me

Ethan: begging me not to slice you open

Ethan: fuck your brains out until your screaming my name

Ethan: i want to use you

Ethan: and you and I both know you would enjoy it

Y/n: you’re ghostface

Ethan: oh

Ethan: what gave it away ?

Y/n: you piece of shit.

Ethan: I don’t think you should insult me right now

Y/n: why? you gonna kill me??

Ethan: don’t tempt me.

Y/n: but apparently I already am. I’m basically asking for a knife to my throat, aren’t I?

Y/n: to watch your cock enter me as you choke me

Y/n: god, it would turn me on so much!!!

Ethan: I don’t take sarcasm too well

Ethan: if your asking for it, I’ll give it to you.

Y/n: im blocking you

Ethan: you can’t hide

Y/n: I’ll lock my doors. Get my parents to call the cops when they come back.

Ethan: your parents aren’t home?

Ethan: That changes things.

Y/n: I locked everything

Y/n: leave me alone

Ethan: why did you assume I was outside your house?

Y/n: please leave me alone

Ethan: let’s play a game of hide and seek, y/n.

Ethan: you run

Ethan: you hide

Ethan: and we’ll see if I can catch you.

Ethan: and if I do…

Ethan: god, I love making you my victim.

Y/n: Ethan please

Ethan: 3

Ethan: 2

Ethan: 1

Ethan: time to run, bunny.

🩷

[outsidersandlostboys]

MORE CHAOS (part 7 I think?)

Once again thank you for the support on these ♥️

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Y/n: Is stabbing someone bad?

Paul: Not if they consent to it

Marko: Depends on who your stabbing

David and Dwayne: YES?!

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(Special guest star Michael!)

Y/n: hey Michael, what do you think is the height of most dumbasses?

Michael: *Looks at David* How tall are you again?

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Marko: Y/n do you know what’s in this bottle?

Y/n: my guess is whiskey, blood or perfume

Paul: *chugs bottle* It’s perfume

Marko and Y/n: PAUL WHAT THE FUCK?!

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Michael: Y/n is something burning?

Y/n: just my burning love for you boys!

Dwayne: Y/N THE STOVE IS ON FIRE

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Y/n: *clutching a pill bottle* it’s just me and my ibuprofen against the world

Marko: okay you need to sleep

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*the boys helping clean Y/n’s house*

David : alright pick up the nearest piece of trash and throw it away

Paul to Y/n: Aight, which bin do you wanna go in?

Y/n: the blue one

Dwayne: PAUL AND Y/N WTF

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Marko : Y/n has no idea I’m high

Y/n: You’re high?

Marko : Oh, I’m sorry

Marko leaning over to Paul: Y/n has no idea I’m high :)

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Dwayne massaging his temples: Y/n go to sleep, you’re drunk

Y/n: I’m not drunk! I’m high

Dwayne: you’re high?

Y/n: Hi :)

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Dwayne: Do you guys ever have a moment where you don’t insult each other?

David : No

Y/n: No

Dwayne: Didn’t think so

David: of course you did

Y/n: shut up David

David: you first, weirdo

Y/n: okay wine mom Barbara

David: YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

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*Something crashes*

Y/n: SHIT-

Paul and Dwayne: *running into the room panicking * WHAT FELL?! ARE YOU HURT?!

David: *walking by the room* what died?

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Y/n: I found a safety pin

*cuts off end*

Y/n: NOW ITS A DANGER PIN!

David: Y/N NO! PUT THAT DOWN!

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Dwayne: Y/n how much sleep did you get last night?

Y/n (running on half an hour of sleep): Yes.

Dwayne: Ok. You need to sleep weirdo child

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Paul: “Hey Y/n did you wanna go to the-WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!”

Y/n: *holding hair clippers* •^•

Paul: YOUR HAIR Y/N *sobs in 80’s perm*

Max: slay

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David: sometimes my children are idiots but they mean well

Paul: WE’RE GONNA GO DOWN THE STAIRS IN A SHOPPING CART WOOOO

David: *opens flask and chugs it*

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Omg I’m alive! Sorry for not posting in a while, life has been chaotic as heck lately but here’s some more chaos with the Lost Boys lol

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

the bafta livestream out of context: top 60 cursed quotes.

There is nothing more cursed than the livestream I just witnessed, and I made a summary post but now I'm just going to put in quotes by the worthy maggots in the stream with no context, because BELIEVE ME THE CONTEXT DIDN'T MAKE ANYTHING BETTER. The livestream chat was NOT A PLACE OF THE LORD.

I'm going to make the quotes that were by me a different colour. Please know that I am NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR A SINGLE QUOTE OTHER THAN THOSE. SO HERE'S THE TOP 60 IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER:

Barbenhimer awakened things in me ok

aroace people the most disturbingly sexual talkers on the planet fight me on this

WHO JUST GASPED

MICHAEL SHEENS BABY TALKING BARK BADK IM A DOG BARK WOOF

I feel so sorry for this woman. She's being so heartfelt and we're here thristing over a slinky that possessed a man

IRELAAAND PLEASE ADOPT ME AS YOUR OWN PLEASE TAKE ME TO THE LAND OF UNPRONOUNCABLE WORDS, GREEN FEILD, CATHOLISISM AND HOZIER PLEASE

the urge to go to france and misgender a croissant is real

Devastated the slutty knees have gone away

So many men nowadays are so submissive and breedable like thank you lord for these men thank you

witches and murder slime tutorial

speaking of royals did the bloke who ISN'T lizzy's husband but her son apparently die yet

Turtleneck Crowley is my gender.

WE COULD HAVE LEFT IT AS NOT SAFE FOR WORK WHY THE DRTAOLS ASMI

SAY AN BFUIL CEAD AGAM DUL GO DTÍ AN LEITHREAS AN WE'LL LET YOU THROUGJ

"Oompa loompa doopety dee, I really hated being in this movie" -Hugh grant probably

IF YOU'RE A CHILD AVERT YOUR EYES FROM THAT MESSAGE IM SORRY

i want the kilt back this a betrayal

if someone put me in a room with kilt!david tennant one of us is walking out of that room pregnant and its not gonna be me

a lot of these words are in the bible and none of them should be in that order you need jesus

Can we vote to make david wear that kilt back? Maybe make him do a twirl this time

You mean Bildaddy? 😏

Honey what make you think a dude who roamed around with prostitutes and got himself more holes for mankind won't be calling bildad bildaddy? [this was about jesus btw.]

FREE THE KNEE

Show us the knees!

AND YOU'RE COMING AFTER ME FOR MY BLOWJOB BANANA

He looks like those fancy chocolates. Imma take a bite outta him. Think you'll leak molten goo like them?

My brain isn't working, I read "bratty couch jr"

i'm sorry the what holes

FIND ME ON GOAD AND I WILL MAKE YOU PAY APPROPRIATELY

I genuinely thought it was a road typo and I thought you were threatening asmi with physical violence on the road

OHH FLOWER OF SCOTLAAAAAAND

Combine that with the unfortunate oranges and see what happens.

DEVASTATING NEWS I ATE UP ALL OF THEM SO I'VE BROUGHT A BLOWJOB BANANA INSTEAD

That reminded me of the army video where the guy was deepthroating a 7 inch banana without a hitch.

OMG THEY JUST FLASHED BACK & I GOT A GLIMPSE OF THAT KILT 🥵🥵🥵

thats why apollo had to deliver you at an illegal sushi restaurant

How long do you think it would take to get david naked from his chocolate man suit? Can we set a new speedrun category?

SUPERBOWL FOR TENNANTISTS

Big feelings about pants straps in the chat tonight

Last time i check yoire supposed to thank the lord gor his gifts

HEY GUYS ASMI'S FROM A PARALLEL UNIVERSE CONFIRMED

I just have a deep appreciation for ireland

Can you use suspenders as bondage gear? I mean it looks like it would be fine? I mean if you make the length a bit more they might be more comfortable than ropes. Just sayin

All i can think when i see him in the costume is the one specific ken and oppenhimer slash fic. Lord help me i can't be saved

GIVE MY LOVE TO THE LEPRECHAAAAAAAAAAAUNSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

Like a giant orange slice on her one arm.

Stop hitting the lectern geez / what if its into that?

Men who wear suspenders are such losers like why do you need so much cloth to keep your pants up. Why dont you just wear a belt. Where do you live. What is your timezone. What are you office hours

what is this suspender shaming ari chappal for you

Aziraphales office hours are: fuck off

Put me ina room with a suspender wearing man and he shall have the same fate as kilttennant

MARIYADAM E ILLAI

It was titled "snake in my b***" It meant butt lmfao

CROWLEY AND LOKI MY GENDERFLUID ICONS

THE KNEES ARE BACK

THEKNEES GOD SAVE ME FROM THESE SINFUL THOUGHTS

What if slutshaming is my kink?

NOT THE BLOWJOB FACE NO

AT THIS POINT IF NEIL HASN'T UNFOLLOWED ME YET HE'S ASKING TO BE MENTALLY SCARRED IM SORRY

I am failing

Tagging the main culprits whose tumblr handles I know:

@thearoacemess @vitrilol @queermarzipan @good-usernames-were-taken

Cheers, maggots.

[ikkosu]

Listening to Nicki Minaj and David Guetta song called hey mama gave me ideas....

Beginning 2000'. Ur a sport car racer in the city of ur choice and ur kinda known in town to be very good.

Imagine one day u found an abandonned race car that has a yellow orange red paint job and decide to repair it and use it to do races (u know, like the one in Tokyo?). Because like, the car has a unique design u've never seen before, not even for a rally. And is in perfect condition.

The day of the race, u arrive and everyone is quiet bc wow, that car is new, shiny and beautiful. They all stare at u, including others competitors.

In summary, u start ur race, and praise the car asf like "yeah baby, give me all u've got", "show them what u can do", "that's right, go on, don't stop","such a perfect engine revving to prove them we are the best"... and u notice the car litteraly has no speed limite, is doing an outrageously good performance and seems to be enjoying the race. The adrenaline running through ur blood make u ignore the fact that the car seems to react and live the moment.

Because of this, u win every races and end up beating every records. Nobody has ever made such an impressive performance.

To avoid having people touch ur new jewel, you leave quickly after recieving some prices and go back home. You blast some music to celebrate.

Back home, u decide to wash the car when u notice some weird pinky liquid coming out from under the car.

If u want u can eventually write what happen next (it's midnight and my brain is nwjfifishs) but i kust wanted to share this idea with u :))

Have a nive day/night ~~~<3

gosh!! that is such a good idea omg. I always like the idea of bots going along whatever their new humans are taking them to, preffering to remain silent while the human just,,does whatever they want to do lmaoo. Only escaping to their bases at night then returning the morning after like they hadnt left.

Given the human is a racer I can imagine they would manhandle the car a lot,,,,and Cybertronian are naturally sensitive on the driving wheel as well as the joysticks (and the pedals, too. Especially, the pedals) which leads to several pent up 'frustrations' from the bot themselves....👀👀

Doesn't also help the way you keep praising the car, touches always so rough yet soft when you knead the joystick or swivel the wheel....

I don't have much to add but,,,,

—CURIOUS, you hunch over, other hand pointing the mouth of the hose to the crevices of the wheels. They rolled across enough dirt already, but you miss impatient skidding of the the wheels back and forth.

Whatever strange substance that was, it had a tangy smell to it — almost pungent, yet also a little sweet?

You curled out a finger and dipped it into the viscous liquid. It was strangely cool to the touch, yet the tip of your skin flared with a mild burn a only a balm would induce.

Moreover, the crush, candy color were reminiscent of the cherry flavored Gatorade, you hoard often from the shops. Is this some new kind of fuel? If so, then why weren't you informed? Trends these days....always so discreet. But, how did it end up here?

The thought of shoving your finger inside your mouth, going against all ethical hygiene practices for a taste to satisfy your curiosity, is short-lived the moment the engine rumbled.

But it wasn't just a rumble....almost like a whine. Did it just breedle? Did it talk?

You yelped and scrambled on your back when the car shifted : a blur of mesh metal parts, churning and transforming into shape. Then, a shadow loomed above you, caging you in. Chuffs of steam heaved, like breaths of a a beast and two blue flaring lights for eyes, fervent and desperate...

[britany1997]

Hey bestie! if you still have requests open could i please request a blurb for a GN reader x all the boys (poly) with like helping the reader put together an outfit please? if you can ofc!!

thank you 💕💕💕💕

Queer Eye With The Vampire Guys

Omg hey bestie! Of course! Hope you like this:)

Poly! Lost boys x GN Reader

(I’m running out of gifs y’all, dang)

(Interactions with and encouragement of my work always appreciated🥺)

🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇🦇

You groaned loudly as you fell face first into the contents of your closet that had been piled on the floor.

“I have nothing to wear,” your muffled voice rumbled from the tower of clothes.

Paul shot the boys a confused look as he gestured to the various articles of clothing scattered across the room.

Dwayne placed a finger over his lips and shook his head, motioning for Paul to keep his mouth shut.

Paul put his hands up in surrender and moved to sit next to Marko on your bed.

Dwayne got up and kneeled down next to your groaning form and began to rub your back. “What do you need baby?” He asked.

You sighed and picked your head up from the pile of clothes to meet Dwayne’s gaze, “can you guys just pick out an outfit for me? I can’t do this right now I feel too overwhelmed and I hate everything I own.”

Marko leapt off the bed at your words, “absolutely baby!” He checked his watch, “we’ve still got two hours before the concert starts, plenty of time for a little fashion show!”

Dwayne picked you up from the pile and maneuvered you into his lap gently, wrapping his arms around you in a comforting hug. While Marko dug through your clothes for pieces to put together.

Paul, now bored as Marko’s attention had been turned, stood up and moved to your bathroom to start rummaging through your drawers. “Can I do your nails?” He asked.

You grimaced at the proposition of the most jumpy boy you knew painting your nails, but you knew it’d make him happy. “Sure,” you sighed.

Paul poked his head out of the bathroom doorway and beamed at you, before striding back into your bedroom, bottle of black nail polish in hand.

He sat across from you as Dwayne loosened his hold on you so you could lean forward. Paul took your hand and placed it on his knee, unscrewing the cap of the nail polish and beginning to brush it onto your nail…and half your finger.

You laughed quietly as Paul’s tongue popped out of the side of his mouth in concentration, his brow furrowed as he desperately attempted to keep the polish straight.

David quirked his brow from his place leaning against your drawer as he caught sight of what Marko was putting together.

David grabbed a boot and held it up, “how do we feel about pikes?” He asked.

Your face twisted as you pursed your lips.

He sighed, “ok then,” he grabbed your favorite pair of sneakers, ones Marko had painted little bats on a while back, and held them out to you, his eyebrows raised in expectantly.

You smiled and nodded your head.

“Great,” he shrugged, putting them aside as he came around to Marko’s side to riffle through your things as well.

“You’re doing great Paulie,” you told the blond vampire in front of you. He’d pulled out some Q-tips and nail polish remover to clean up the mess on your fingers. All things considered it was actually starting to look pretty good.

“Thanks baby,” he winked at you, “want me to do your toes too?”

“No time!” Marko interrupted, “we’ve got a look for you babe, c’mere,” he pushed Paul aside to grab your hands and pull you from Dwayne’s lap.

Neither Dwayne nor Paul was particularly enthusiastic about Marko’s sudden sweeping you away.

“Hey genius, be careful with their hands!” Paul called after him, “he better not smudge my masterpiece,” he mumbled as he crossed his arms.

Dwayne grunted, rolling his eyes as he stood to his feet. He checked his watch, over an hour till they had to head out, more than enough time to have held you a little longer.

Marko waved off their grumpiness as he walked you towards an awaiting David, your clothes in his grasp. “Here you go love,” he said while placing the pieces into your hands, “try these on, you’ll look amazing.”

You kissed his cheek as you took the clothes and walked to your bathroom to change.

“What and now we can’t even watch them change? This is your fault,” Paul accused Marko while pointing.

Marko rolled his eyes, “can you calm down for five seconds?” he mocked.

Paul pondered Marko’s words before flopping onto his back on your bed, “historically? No.” He told Marko while shooting him finger guns.

Marko rolled his eyes.

You came out of the bathroom wearing a plain black shirt, black pants, and a confused expression. “What the hell guys,” you scrunched your nose in disgust, “this is so boring.”

David shot Marko a knowing grin, “that’s because it isn’t finished yet love. Dwayne? Your necklace?”

You watched in awe as Dwayne pulled the accessory over his head and placed it around your neck. You touched it gently with reverence, “thank you,” you whispered earnestly.

David’s lip curled up into a half-smile as he watched the two of you. He pulled at the fingertips of his gloves, taking them off before walking up to you and slipping them over your hands.

You turned from the smiling Dwayne in front of you to look at the bleach blond vampire beside you. “They look almost as good on you as they do on me,” he teased, kissing your forehead.

You laughed, “I could never compete with you baby,” you promised him as you took his bare hand and placed it on your cheek.

Paul bounded over, breaking up the sweet moment to hold your chin and turn your face towards his. He pulled a ring from his finger and slid it onto yours, over the glove.

Your eyes welled with tears as you realized what your boys were doing. Paul pressed a kiss to your lips and wiped your eyes with his thumb.

“You like baby?” His whispered, “you can keep it sugar, it’s all yours.”

You leaned forward to kiss him again, “thank you Paul, it’s perfect.”

Marko popped up next to Paul, his jaw in his hands as he looked at you with an exaggerated, quizzical expression, “hmmm,” his eyes scanned over your outfit, “it’s still missing something.”

He turned to shrug off his jacket as the other boys stepped back. A gasp fell from your lips as he handed you the jacket. “You can’t be serious,” you said hesitantly, “I watched you punch a guy in the face just for brushing the shoulder of this thing!” You exclaimed.

Marko shrugged, “yeah so I decked some rando,” he laughed, “you’re not some rando, this jacket is mine, but so are you. You’re all of ours.” He helped you into his patchwork masterpiece before placing a kiss on your cheek.

Once the look was complete, Marko took your hand in his, “twirl for us?” He asked you, a mischievous smile stretching across his face.

You rolled your eyes, but let him twirl you anyway, show casing the look they’d put together.

“Perfect,” Marko breathed. You beamed in response.

“Ready to go?” Dwayne asked, “concert starts in forty-five minutes.”

“Ready,” you told them, smiling and offering both Paul and Marko a hand as you walked to the row of motorcycles parked outside your house.

Paul inspected your gloved hand before glaring at David.

“Ya had to do the gloves didn’tcha,” he grumbled, “yeah Paulie, I know you spent all that time doing their nails but lemme put these dumb gloves over them.” He mocked.

You rolled your eyes affectionately before bringing the hand Paul had intertwined with yours, to your lips. “I’ll know how good they look baby, it can be our little secret,” you whispered.

His lips quirked up into a smile as you mounted his bike behind him and slid your hands up to hold onto his chest. “I suppose I could be ok with that,” he told you as he turned around to shoot you a wink.

You laughed as he reved his engine and took off down the driveway, the other boys close behind.

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[reinanova]

dead boy detectives ep 5 live blogging reactions

cmon charles read the room. (also you’re in love with edwin stop pretending to be straight)

yasss girl dump his ass (also you’re alive he’s dead idk why you thought this would work out)

oh shit the secret admirer is the librarian no fucking way not me thinking it was gonna be the witch or something

nothing says love like kicking an undead social worker off a cliff amiright charles?

oh yeah, real professional, falling in love with your best friend. also thank fucking god they (charles and crystal) didn’t have sex bcuz that would’ve been some bullshit

JUST. CONFESS. YOUR. LOVE. ALREADY. DAMMIT

oh yeah dragon mascot gesturing at a girl standing alone to follow it. yeah not creepy at all

edwin’s obviousness to gay things is sending me lmao

haha YES the boys haunting the shit out of twitchy ritchie

“can you unlock it?” proceeds to beat the shit out of the box

i’m with you edwin. i too am overwhelmed by the emotions of the day

LETS GO LESBIANS

wait no she’s a creepy and crazy stalker nooooo jenny deserves a nice woman to love her

oh yeah maxine is off the rails creepy crazy stalker murderer lady

FUCK YEAH DETECTIVE BOYS KILL THST BITCH. wait no if they’re with the bitch boys. so who??? who killed maxine? i would like to thank them. bcuz she didn’t slip right? she was pushed

jenny deserves the world i’m so sad it was a creepy stalker instead of a nice woman for her to love

charles you ARE good 🥺🥺🥺

and then edwin making him feel better 🥹🥹🥹

now KISS

omg i thought charles actually was going in for a kiss but no it was a hug. but hey i’ll take it for now. For Now

ohhhhh edwin’s falling in love for real for real. and he’s starting to realize it!!!

you tell him crystal!! also fuck that guy david is the Worst

i hope edwin lets monty down and tells him to fuck off. HELL FUCKING YEAH. dump his ass even tho you were never dating in the first place

feelings??? 👀👀👀 gay feelings???? 👀👀👀 of love???? 👀👀👀👀 for your best friend???? 👀👀👀👀

wait wUT

FUCKING TELL HIM EDWIN (poor monty. i don’t feel that bad for him tho)

but he’s talking about charles right? RIGHT???

[vallettamango]

Will Solace Headcanons

Swiftie to heart

Also loves Conan Gray (so does Nico) he relates to his music in many ways, especially growing up queer in Texas

Sun chips and Doritos guy  

Apollo cabin listens to 80s music (lots of love songs) at the courtesy of the wonderful taste of their older siblings Will and Kayla 

Apollo cabin is filled with music posters (wills personal favorites are the ziggy stardust David Bowie poster and the ABBA one above his bunk)

Sings in the shower, literally you could walk by the communal showers on Apollo cabins shower day and you’ll definitely hear all them harmonizing to baby by Justin beiber

Golden retriever boy <3 !! 

Loves colorful band aids 

Favorite camp snack is red jello 

Can play simple songs on guitar 

His favorite songs to play is stick season and hey there Delilah at campfires

Wears lots of friendship bracelets (has matching sun and star ones w Nico and a rainbow one 🏳️‍🌈 :)

Kids love him

Wears 2 small thin silver or gold hoops earrings 

Writes letters to his mom from camp (and to friends on quests) when he’s not busy in the infirmary

Has a stick and poke of a sun on the back of his shoulder he did with his siblings on the last night of camp (Apollo cabin>>) obviously w a safely sterilized needle

Really wants a nose piercing he’s hoping to get one next time he visits home 

Only wears flip flops or Birkenstocks at camp in the summer 

Had a cowboy boot phase when he was 7 (hes our fav southern boy ok.)

Loves having minty fresh breath (from tic tacs)

Has a small collection of different scented hand sanitizers he rotates in the infirmary (like the ones from bath and body works)

Lovessss Peach cobbler (same) and coleslaw especially from his hometown 

Caffeine addict

Loves tangled and treasure adventure movies (like Goonies)

Current fav books are Hearstopper and the song of Achilles 

Elvis music makes him nostalgic because his mom would play it all the time back in Texas (he listens to it when he’s sad)

Chaotic bisexual 

He realized he was bi after a boy kissed him during recess in grade 5

Had a crush on his lifeguarding coach when he was in grade 8

He only ever really ever came out to his mom (who was supportive) other than that people usually assume he’s straight or just gay if he’s with Nico

He never officially came out to his siblings they kind of know or figured it out but Will never feels awkward talking about his sexuality 

Makes playlist for every occasion and people (a Nico playlist obviously, cleaning the cabin w his siblings playlist, working in the infirm etc)

Occasionally enjoys painting (specifically nature landscapes)

He loves picnic/lunch dates w Nico and baking short bread cookies for their dessert 

He and Nicos fav holiday is Halloween they love dressing up in matching costumes (last year they dressed as Nick and Charlie from Hearstopper!)

He obviously has very warm hands

When Will can’t sleep on hot summer nights Nico puts his cold hands up his shirt 

He took Nico to an Arctic Monkeys concert for his birthday 

Apollo is the biggest Solangelo shipper. he even recited a poem about them to them (which embarrassed Will so much) “omg dad please stop!”

He and Nico bicker like an old married couple

He has freckles all across his back and shoulders

A morning person (obviously) he (and his siblings) get up early to clean the cabin and then he goes on a walk around camp during sunrise. If he has extra time he preps the infirm 

Lock Screen would be a photo of the camp strawberry field on a sunny day or everyone at camp fire