#chalk zone penny

[animated-character-of-the-day]

Today’s character of the day is: Penelope Victoria “Penny” Sanchez from Chalk Zone

[edutainer2022]

A bit of angst that kept rolling around in my brain. Gordon doesn't hold his tongue by accident. Scott is being Scott. The Mechanic unassumingly saves the day. It never came up there was only one pilot to man Zero-X... Emotions run a bit thin and raw the closer it gets to Zero-XL launch.

ONE FOR ALL

There were things they didn't say to Scott. Not even in jest or in the heat of the argument. Not even at the peak of exasperation. But Gordon was not mad. Gordon was happy - all of his dearest dreams were coming to pass almost at once. Penny (pretty definitely) liked him back and they were going to get Dad. He hadn't felt this giddy since the Olympic pedestal. So he slipped.

Scott was a man possessed these past weeks, once the T-drive was firmly underway, courtesy of the Mechanic, running them rugged with drills and contingency upon contingency scenarios. Grandma tutted, but kept to herself. John and Eos designed elaborate simulations to take the brunt off some. Alan asked Virgil quietly if that was how Dad had been. Gordon didn't remember very well himself, but judging from Virgil's sigh it was exactly how Dad was way back when. Gordon didn't mind at first. Or at all, really. He got it. In space everything was out to get you, and they were all going beyond the event horizon with potentially lethal experimental equipment and no back up available for light years around. Who knew what they'd find there, besides Dad. Actually, the carefully sidestepped elephant in every room they ever stayed together these days was just that - what they would or wouldn't find there, among the stars. Gordon didn't mind as well because he wanted to be sure his top form was back after the crash. Not just run of the mill aquatic resques ready, but deep space mission of a lifetime ready. But it was a long day, and a long drill, and Scott was wound up for another go, while Gordon had a call scheduled with Penny. Because they did this now - holocalled and chatted about everything and nothing, working around commitments and time zones. And so Gordon let an innocuous enough "Gee, bro, calling five! Some of us DO have a life, you know!" roll off his tongue, before it was too late. It wasn't too late to dress it as a joke, though, which it WAS. No harm, no foul. Except he noticed Scott freeze for a second, eyes dark and jaw set. But more importantly it was hard to miss Virgil's wide-eyed panic glare, directed his way.

Gordon would have chalked it up to Virgil overreacting, because Virgil always overreacted around anything that could potentially, finally, shatter Scott. Would have, were they not assembled in the lounge the next day, Scott making a disturbingly compelling case why they shouldn't ALL be risking the trip to Oort Cloud and how it was not prudent to remove ALL Thunderbirds at once from the solar system. Big brother had clearly given it some considerable thought, which should have quietened the sickening guilt that took up residence in Gordon's stomach overnight, but somehow didn't.

Scott was calm and completely rational - it scared Gordon even more than what big brother was saying: Zero-XL, like Zero-X, was designed to be manned by one pilot, if need be. Dad did so and it worked. The T-drive frame could be propelled by Three. No need to haul all other birds (brothers, all other brothers plus Kayo and Brains!) across the galaxy and remove Five from orbit. It was, essentially, a scout mission, like they did a thousand times with One. It would only need a first responder pilot - Scott, obviously. If things went south in Oort Cloud - Scott would send Zero-XL back to Earth with a message, so the brothers would know to go get him, or not. In any event they would have Three back.

Gordon was perceptive enough to read between the lines what the abject horror in Virgil's gaze was already spelling in pooled up tears - a) Scott decided, unilaterally, he was to go alone because, unlike everyone else, he had nothing to loose, and b) Scott was not going back if Dad were not there, alive. If there was a (c) there, it got lost in the utter chaos that erupted.

Alan cried bloody betrayal through already abundant angry tears. John threw his tablet across the lounge into the wall with such force it shattered. Brains was so astonished he actually began reciting the variables of it being a viable plan, when Grandma put a firm hand on his shoulder, making him stutter to a stop. Virgil was calling Scott's name under his breath, in a nonsensical plea that always, as far back as Gordon could remember, came down to the mantra "please don't, don't go where I can't follow".

Scott was composed and quiet, as he sat back down on the couch, a serene smile landing on Virgil, then Alan. A glimmer in his eyes, though, belied a fever to fight for his decision. Taking advantage of the general frenzy, Gordon slid off the seat and crouched before Scott, practically kneeling, making sure the big brother had his attention. He wasn't vain enough to think his off-handed comment singlehandedly triggered this... whatever brand of martyrdom Scott was up to this time. But he wasn't taking any chances either. Okay, so maybe Gordon wasn't a Sam to Scott's Frodo. That was Virgil. Scott carried the Burden and Virgil dragged Scott away from the haunted murky depths. But Gordon certainly could be a Merry. He could do something stupid and brave. So he spoke in a rushed, heated wisper:

- Hey, big brother! You DARE go alone, I promise I will stow away on board - you'll never find me. You couldn't find me at Gran Roca, and you wouldn't now. And I WILL pour sugar into Centurium deposit if Brains says it's too risky for you to go. You hear me?!

Scott reached out to pull him up by his shoulders, miraculously unperturbed, and equally not mad. If Gordon had been worried before, he was now Virgil levels of petrified.

The salvation came from the least likely source, not for the first time in so many months - the Mechanic. Summoned to the lounge earlier with all the other inhabitants of the villa, he was hanging on the perifery through Scott's speech. If they figured the Mechanic to be anything through their rocky "collaboration", it was to not be one to sugarcoat things. So he didn't that time either. He would pull apart the T-drive, destroy the specs, and surrender back to GDF custody before he agreed to the "neurotic maniac" (direct quote) to go anywhere near it unsupervised. And he wouldn't subscribe to the T-drive being tested in action without an engineer on board "he could actually trust". That settled the argument right where it started. And if things nearly came to blows, there were enough hands on deck available to haul Scott away. Up and all the way into the movie room away.

If Grandma mouthed an inaudible "thank you", the Mechanic just shrugged. If John was intercepted, leaning his forehead on the hatch of the space elevator and punching it methodically - Gordon didn't comment. He got it. John was mad at Scott. Gordon was mad at himself. They both were mad at the set of circumstances that lead their biggest brother to believe in earnest he was dispensible. They all were mad Scott was the first one to beat them to the suggestion of giving only one brother up for the mission. First responder, as ever. Big brother, as ever. They all needed Dad to be found for it all to veer into any semblance of healing. In the meantime, they all clung to each other through a mirthless movie night with almost paranoid vigilance.

Gordon mused, idly, he would still need to bum detailed Zero-XL specs off of Brains, to go over potential stow away nooks.

[auroracalisto]

more than blood

platonic!dagger squad x reader, hinted!bob x reader, 1.3k words tw: gn!reader, dad issues, kinda absent unnamed dad, so like a deadbeat dad, reader got anxiety for sure, no use of y/n, no actual romance but bob and reader definitely crushin' on each other a/n: reader's callsign: venus. also, i got really upset today over something my dad did. i wrote this in retaliation and while it's not sad at all, i cried multiple times. i hope everyone else had a better evening than i did.

It should have been easy. Go in, see your dad, and then leave. That's all you needed to do. It should have been so simple.

But standing there, the glowing sun high in the sky, preparing to set within the next couple of hours, you knew you couldn't do it. Not now. Not when you felt like your heart was about to burst out of your chest due to the anxiety you felt feasting upon everything you were—everything you had worked hard on.

What would he say? How would he act? Surely, just the same as the last time you had talked to him (and it had been months beforehand, over a simple text message, too; nothing crazy, and yet the entire time, you had felt as if you were walking on eggshells).

You took in a deep breath, your eyes falling shut. He always made you feel this way. It never failed, even if you were just thinking about the man you called your father.

He didn't even know you were outside, so it would be fine—it's not like he was expecting you. Penny wouldn't say anything if you decided not to go in (and you were grateful that she recognized the man and warned you far before you decided to leave the base and venture out for the evening).

Hell, you didn't even know why he was in California. Normally, he stayed far away from the place you made a home in. He didn't contact you. He only reached out every now and then to make it known that he loved you and that he wished he saw you more... and then continue to go on in life without doing as he said.

As you stood there, staring up at the Hard Deck, bottom lip stuck between your teeth, a strong hand placed itself on your shoulder.

Your eyes widened as you looked back, seeing Bob. Just behind him came the Dagger Squad, ready for a night of drinking and pool.

Bob tilted his head, frowning deeply.

He knew you better than you knew yourself, and at times, you wondered how he knew you so well.

"Are you okay?" he asked. His voice was low—keeping the others attention glued to whatever the conversation had been. He recalled something about Hangman and darts, but that's all he had gotten to hear before he zoned out, staring at you.

You forced a smile, placing a hand over his. You squeezed his hand, gently pushing it off your shoulder before shaking your head.

"No, uh, I think I'm gonna head back," you said.

"Ohh, Venus!" Phoenix rushed up, throwing an arm over your shoulders. "I didn't know you were meeting with us. Roo said you were busy, so I just assumed you weren't coming. I would have waited for you after training had I known."

"Uh," you hesitated. You averted your gaze, a frown forming quickly. "No, I wasn't planning on meeting with you guys. I was busy."

"Oh," Phoenix said, gently squeezing your shoulders. "What's up? You okay?"

She knew you well, too. Guess that's what happened when you spent almost every waking minute with them.

"Yeah. I need to go."

"Woah," Tasha gently grabbed ahold of your hand before you could walk away. "Hey, talk to me. What's wrong? Did someone try to pull some shit? Do I need to kick Bagman?"

"What did I do?" the man in question asked as he came up, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, worry momentarily flashing across his face at the sight of you. Had he known better, he would have thought you were about to cry. But he just chalked up your discomfort to the Californian heat. He said nothing about it, watching you curiously.

"I really don't want to talk about it," you said, looking back at your friend.

She blinked slowly, your name leaving her lips. She never called you by your real name, only your call sign (unless, of course, she was pissed—or drunk, which wasn't often). She searched your face, a faint smile forming on her lips.

"How about we go down to the beach? We could play volleyball or something. Get your mind off of whatever it is. I'm sure the water feels amazing this time of day."

You paused for a moment. A game really could get your mind off of things. And you could avoid your dad entirely—he'd leave at some point, and then you could go to the bar with your friends; something you hadn't planned on earlier, but you knew you could use it.

You began to smile. "You'd do that for me?"

Her smile only grew in response. "I could go for a couple rounds."

You glanced at Bob, the man who had fallen for over the past couple of weeks (not that he knew—of course, everyone in the Dagger Squad had already figured it out; they were just waiting for the two of you to realize you shared the same feelings).

"I'll come," Bob said, beginning to grin.

"What's going on?" Payback asked, voice loud, slinging an arm over Bob's shoulders as he grinned down at you and Phoenix.

"We're gonna hold off on the bar for a little bit, go down to the beach. How does volleyball sound?"

"Hell yeah!" Payback said, grinning. "Anyone got a ball?"

"Is the sky blue?" Hangman said, scoffing. His arms dramatically crossed over his chest. "Yeah, Penny has one inside. I'll go get it. Meet you guys down there?"

"Okay, asshole, so you don't have a ball," Payback said, rolling his eyes. "I'm gonna pretend I didn't just hear that."

Hangman scoffed, unable to hide his smile from forming.

As Payback went and told the rest the momentary change of plans, Phoenix tagged along with Hangman, leaving you and Bob alone.

He tilted his head as he watched you, concern written on his features.

The thought of your dad quickly diminished as Bob began to smile—damn him and his handsome face.

"Wanna be on the same team?" he asked.

"Thought you'd never ask," you said, grinning back.

These people—this mismatched group of pilots had become more of a family to you in such a short time than your dad had ever been. And for once, though you had imagined what it would be like for some time, the thought was welcomed. It filled that hole that had once been ripped out by the man sitting inside of the bar, unaware that his offspring stood just beyond those walls, avoiding him entirely.

Bob reached forward, taking ahold of your hand. Your eyes widened, but you didn't stop him, your smile only growing as he pulled you towards the sandy beach that awaited the soon-to-be disastrous game of volleyball.

You had often heard people (and television shows) say that family was more than your blood. It might have taken you quite some time to realize that, but you were glad that now, you understood exactly where they were coming from.

Family did not have to be your blood; it didn't have to end there, either.

Bob looked back at you as he slipped his shoes off, not wanting sand digging against his skin.

"You ready to show them who's the best?"

You grinned, nudging him with your elbow. "Who, you?"

His eyes widened a bit, a blush coating his cheeks. He'd just chalk it up to the heat, but he knew it was because of the way you were looking at him.

"Nah, darlin', I meant you," he said, smiling even more. "I bet you could beat all of them, all by yourself."

You rolled your eyes, laughing. "I guarantee you're wrong," you said, holding your shoes in one hand.

Phoenix came running up behind you, the ball in between her hands. She shouted at the two of you to hurry up.

Hangman came running after her, shouting: "Are you fucking serious?!"

You and Bob shared a haphazard glance, grins evident on both of your faces. He grabbed your hand once more, tugging you towards the volleyball court where your friends already stood, ready to play until the sun began to set, skin toasted and bellies ready for booze.

[shinxeysartgallery]

Hi I'm the anon that asked about Rudy and Maxwell, if you remember me! I forgot all about asking you the question and coming back for a response until I went scrolling through my blog to find something to send to a friend and ended up scrolling past your art that I reblogged and it reminded me. lol Sorry it was such a long time.

Can I ask what you mean by the result depending on what Maxwell's art does? It's been a while since I watched the show so I'm confused lol

Hi again! I forgot about it, too, until you sent this ask. I had to go back and look at the post to see what I even said. lmao Crap happens, don't worry about it being so long. :)

The outcome of the battle is dependent on how Maxwell's art would behave in ChalkZone, as I mentioned in that previous post. But how the art would behave is dependent on WHAT exactly it IS. With Rudy, whatever he draws in the zone becomes real, but it's still made of chalk. For example, if he draws a drum, the drawing does indeed become a drum, but the drum is entirely made out of chalk (so if you removed that drum from the zone and dunked it into water, it would dissolve). Is Maxwell's art like that, where it's the object he drew, but made out of his choice in art supply? Or does it physically become a real drum (as in, made out of wood, leather, metal, and/or whatever else)? If I recall correctly, he uses a pencil, so is the drum he drew all graphite or is it drum materials? That's what the outcome is dependent on. lol

We've seen Rudy and Penny take things from the real world into ChalkZone before and they stay as real objects. (Although there was apparently a cut episode that never aired where it's established that real objects that stay in the zone for too long eventually become chalk, too. I think it's real, since there's a scene in the title sequence that was not a part of any of the episodes that did air, and it's been rumored that that scene is from that cut episode. It may be wrong though; that's just what I've heard.) Wet things have been brought inside the zone and, as you would expect, if the wet part touches anything in the zone, it dissolves it. There was another time when Rudy tried hiding a vacuum cleaner for his dad in the zone and it ended up almost sucking up the entire place after Snap accidentally turned it on trying to show off like the little shit he is. So based on that stuff, if Maxwell's art becomes the real object, it would probably behave in the same manner. (They'd be in HUGE trouble if he decided to draw something like a bucket of water in that case!) At that point, I feel Maxwell would automatically win. Sorry Rudy.

There was another episode where Rudy had a nightmare that he got stuck in other zones similar to ChalkZone. It's been a few years since I last watched it, so I don't remember how he managed to get stuck there to begin with, but at some point he found himself in "Whiteboard Zone". There, he discovered that his chalk did not work because the zone only responded to dry-erase markers. I also forget how he got out, but he eventually escaped and wound up in "Pencil Zone", which, as you would expect, only had pencils work inside. Neither his chalk nor the dry-erase marker did anything to the zone. It's debatable if that's real or if it counts, since it was Rudy dreaming the entire thing, but if we put those same rules into effect, then Maxwell's art might not be able to do anything inside of ChalkZone if he uses his signature pencil. If it were to behave like these dreampt zones, in theory, he wouldn't be able to use his pencil to do anything, so Rudy would automatically win.

At that point, it would probably just be better to create some sort of weird zone space where BOTH the chalk AND the pencil work at the same time in order to have a proper art battle. lmao If you can make an even ground like that, the battle could honestly go either way; both are pretty amazing artists.

[qibli347]

shut ur dumdum bubblegum skin tone chicken bone google chrome friend zone Sylvester silone sierra Leone Auto Zone professionaly seen silver patrone stone bone alone cyclone home grown jaw bone post pone megaphone ungrown hydro zone moricone muscle tone safety stone microphone mountain bone grown allophone cyclaone leave me alone tik tok knock knock twelve aclock walk billy rock night hawk peacock interlock penny stock alarm clock after sock dock down the block poison hemlock jay walk trump walk sqaure chalk aftertalk alarm clock interswap sour dock square chalk squak electrical chalk

Just saw this today.

[hattyhatterson]

shut yo bubblegum dum dum belt buckle banana truphle huned kunucklenuckle skin tone chicken bone google

chrome no home flip phone disowned ice cream cone post Malone garden gnome extra chromosome metronome

dimmadome genome full blown monochrome student loan indiana jones overgrown flintstone x and y hormone

friend zone sylvester stallone sierra leone autozone professionally seen silver patrone stone cheek bone alone

cyclone homegrown jawbone postpone unknown mega phone un grown hydrozone moricone muscle tone safety

stone microphone progenstarone mountain anemone boan groan allophone cyclacone ankle bone leave me alone

Tik tok Knock Knock 12 O'Clock Plug walk Millie Rock Nighthawk pea cock Moon walk Engine block interlock

penny stalk after talk alarm clock interspawk sour dock down the block poison hemlock Jay walk chalk walk hawk

squak electrical shock metamorphic rock sedimentary rock my glock has a lock jack sack six pack lack around the

track pack the snack in the crack kodak black backpack feedback attack a kodiak asma attack in my back data

track maniac telephone rack in my stack bushwack dentist plaque bumper track heart attack smack hack tac

quak quak flack pack in rack tippy tap slap the baseball cap frap trap nap gap zap trap lap whack back lap

handicap weather map air sac comeback halfback knickknack bounce back hatchback look back macaque Pat

back unstack clack similac megalomaniac trick or treat smell my feet tweet the girl on the main street complete

concrete defeat take a seat neat meat eat athlete back seat blow doe flow borrow elbovw combo grow glow joe

hoe snow throw willow audio gizmo show micro metro tobacco tornado torpedo free throw John Doe slow borrow

torso templo woe cargo strow know the beau looking splatoon up

we all know you wanna fuck him

[demaurialashawn21]

ChalkZone: The group

[theluckyestclover7]

Until this show got popular again I thought I hallucinated the whole thing

[daydreamrulez]

This Daydream Shimmer artwork is based on “ChalkZone!”☀️❤️ Daydream jumps up and pierces the vacuum, freeing ChalkZone’s land and the Zoners! Daydream did not fly! She jumped! Also Daydream uses a big needle to pierce the vacuum! Hope y’all love it!☀️❤️

[azel98]

@docgold13 Rudy's New Crush !

Looks like Rudy is Distracted By This New Crush to Able to Help snap and The Other Zoners From the Hugh Godzilla look Likes in Chalk Zone.

[monwinvo]

previews for two of the pieces i did for the @cartoongirlszine​!! I was able to draw Penny from Chalk Zone and Shego from Kim Possible! preorders should open in a bit so be on the look out, there are a bunch of super great artists involved!

[shadyfacewolf]

Perdonen por el atraso de ayer y hoy subiré más dibujos:

Brandy Harrington (Las aventuras de Brandy y el señor Bigotes) con el traje nacional de Colombia (c) Disney

Penny Sánchez (Zonatiza) con el traje nacional de Djibouti (ó Yibuti pronunciado,ex territorio francés de los Afars é Issas) (c) Bill Burnett,Larry Hauer,Frederator Studios,Nickelodeon

Kim Possible con el traje nacional argentino (c) Disney

Yumi (Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi) con el traje nacional de Ucrania (c) Sam Register y Cartoon Network

Dora (Dora la exploradora) con el traje nacional de Nigeria (c) Chris Gifford, Valerie Walsh Valdes,Erik Weiner y Nickelodeon 

Clarence con el traje nacional de Turquía (c) Skyler Page y Cartoon Network

Star Butterfly (Star vs las fuerzas del mal) con el traje nacional belga (c) Daron Nefcy y Disney

Juniper Lee (Vida y obra de Juniper Lee) con el traje nacional francés (c) Judd Winick y Cartoon Network

Kuki Kiut (KND:los chicos del barrio) con el traje nacional británico (c) Tom Warburton y Cartoon Network

Y finalizo con alguien que no usa traje nacional de los 9 que subí y que es Verne,la tortuga de los Vecinos Invasores (c) Dreamworks

[creativeskullcreations]

WIP Wednesday: Return to Chalkzone

Welcome to the first of hopefully many WIP Wednesdays, where I’ll post either an old or recent WIP to gauge reactions/just to talk about it.

Today, we’re talking about Return to Chalkzone, a sequel/future fic I thought up for Chalkzone. It was planned/plotted in late 2016/early 2017, and has around four chapters written out.

This fic would take place ten years after the show, when Rudy is getting ready for college, and Penny’s planning on going on a hike through Europe. Sophie, Rudy’s cousin, steals his magic chalk after getting mad at him and falls into Chalkzone, where she meets Skrawl and becomes easy prey to his manipulations. When he’s beaten, Rudy passes on the magic chalk, and title of Great Protector, to her.

Had I finished it, I also had plans for a short series of “episodes”(similar to Happy Times) about Sophie’s adventures in the ‘Zone, which would’ve also been Skrawl’s redemption arc.

Below is the outline/plot summary I wrote out. If there’s enough interest, I may also post the chapters to AO3.

Story Summary Sophie heads over to Rudy's house as he'd promised to do chalk drawings with her that day. However he's over at Penny's house and so she's left waiting for over an hour before he gets back. She gets mad at him, but he says they can draw tomorrow. Sophie yells at him because that's what he always says, but Rudy is distracted by his mom and heads downstairs to talk to her. Sophie steals his bag of Magic Chalk and heads home while he's distracted.

Once at home Sophie tries to use it all up. She opens a portal and falls through. She manages to save herself by accident, and gazes in wonder at the world, and at what she can do with the Chalk.

Skrawl sees Sophie playing with the Magic Chalk and makes a plan. He pretends to be in trouble and calls for help so Sophie can hear. Sophie helps him, and Skrawl thanks her profusely. He lies and tells her that Chalkzone used to be a great place to be, and was filled with fun. But then a mean boy and his friends came along and starting making a mess of things. He brainwashed the Zoners into liking him and his friend, and makes messes only to fix them later to get praise. He even brainwashed Skrawl's best friend Snap into hating him. Skrawl then tells her that he's leading a rebellion, but that they can't do anything against his Magic Chalk. He then pleads for her help in taking down the Great Creator. Sophie is then called back to the Real World by her mom, but promises to come back tomorrow to help. Skrawl warns her not to tell anybody about Chalkzone, then laughs to himself when she's gone.

Sophie spends the night thinking over what Skrawl told her. She thinks about asking Rudy for help, but remembers Skrawl's warning. She then resolves to solve this herself, and hopes she can do it.

The next day Sophie heads into Chalkzone again, this time with a packed lunch in her backpack. Skrawl is there to meet her, and suggests the fly to his secret base. Sophie asks how and Skrawl tells her to draw something. Sophie draws a car with plane wings, and the drive that to the base while Skrawl navigates. Once at the base, Skrawl tells Sophie his plan to attract the Great Creator's attention by vandalising his favorite places. Once they've gotten him distracted, they will kidnap his favorite Zoner, Snap. Then they can use Snap to lure the Creator to Skrawl's base and kick him out of Chalkzone for good.

Sophie isn't sure she likes this plan, and makes Skrawl promise that what they do won't hurt anybody. Skrawl agrees, when Sophie spills her water bottle. It melts through the table, and Skrawl wanrs her of the dangers of Real liquids in Chalkzone. Sophie promises to be careful, and they put their plan into action.

First they drop several Super Sponges into the Wait 'n' Sea. They soak up all the water, but are moved and squeezed so the water is returned.

Second, Sophie unleashes a hoard of rats on Chalk City. They eat everything, but are lured away by a large wheel of cheese.

Third and final: they set loose a dragon in the Mumboe Jumbo Jungle. It sets everything on fire, but is contained and moved somewhere else. While it's being dealt with, however, Snap is captured by a noose in a tree and knocked out.

Snap wakes up to Sophie sitting outside his cell in a pretty pink dress. He asks who she is, and she tells him her name. She then tells him that although she doesn't know how to draw an brainwashing reversal machine, but that's she's making parts so Skrawl can build it instead. Snap asks what she means  by brainwash and she explains. They argue for a bit, and Snap tries to explain that he was drawn by the Great Creator when Sophie tries to leave. He mentions Rudy's name, but she's called by Skrawl to help set up the trap for Rudy so she can't ask who he means. She is very confused now thanks to Snap.

Sophie draws up the trap, which is a small cage and a lazer beam to shoot the chalk out of Rudy's hand. Rudy and Penny are caught in it, and Skrawl reveals himself. When Rudy asks how he was able to do all this, Skrawl reveals Sophie, who is now very confused but still staying by what Skrawl told her. While she shackles Penny and Rudy together, nearby Snap who was the bait, they plead with her to reconsider. When she has them all tied up, she lets Skrawl talk to them. He then reveals that what he's been working on is not meant to reverse brainwashin, but is instead a deathray. He aims it at them, when Sophie yells at him that he lied to her. Skrawl explains that of course he lied, he's evil. He then attempts to comfort Sophie, and reminds her of what he promised to give her when she first arrived in Chalkzone. Sophie runs off, crying. Skrawl then tells Rudy and his friends to say goodbye, and presses the button to fire the ray.

Sophie shoots the death ray with a squirt bottle, causing it to melt. She then turns the bottle on Skrawl, Skrawl tries to call her off, but she tells him to leave, and never return to this part of Chalkzone. She then warns him that if she sees him again, she will squirt him and squirts the floor at his feet. Skrawl gets the message and leaves with the Beanie Boys. Sophie then uses the water to free Rudy and Penny. Penny then frees Snap while Rudy and Sophie hug it out and she apologizes, explaining that she just wanted someone to be friends with for once. Rudy forgives her.

Everyone gets on Sophie's car plane and flies back to Chalkzone Central. Rudy explains they took care of Skrawl, and introduces Sophie as the one who beat Skrawl. There's a large party in honor of Rudy and Penny leaving. Near the end Rudy, Penny, and Snap take Sophie off to the side and ask if she'd like to take Rudy's place as Great Creator. Sophie accepts, and they announce it to everyone at the party.

Soon enough Sophie waves goodbye to Rudy as her, her mom, and Rudy's parents leave him at his college. Once home Sophie runs upstairs to head into Chalkzone. She meets up with Snap, who asks what they're going to be doing. She epxplains that she wants to try and find Chalklantis, since it's not on the map yet. Snap says that's a great idea, and they head off in a random direction, but not before Sophie erases the portal with one last wink at the camera.

[duckielle]

RUDY, YOU GOTTA DRAW SOMETHING

[enamoured-x]

so it goes

Summary: When Alex moves in across the hall, Rio knows he’s in trouble. A good girl like her would never want anything to do with him, or so he thinks.

Word count: 1.9k

Chapter 7

It had been a week since Alex last saw Rio. She didn’t know if she was avoiding him or if he was avoiding her. It wasn’t like she was going out of her way to see him but he wasn’t knocking on her door lately either. So she guessed they both were ignoring each other. Alex needed some time to work through what the hell was going on and Rio wanted to give her space, he also didn’t want to push her. 

Alex was walking back from having dinner down the street from her place when she passed a bar and grill. She couldn’t help but look through the window as she passed and that’s when she saw him. Rio. She felt like ever since she met him there wasn’t a place they didn’t run into each other, she didn’t know how she had never met him before she had moved in to her new apartment but everything happened for a reason. She stopped underneath the glow of the LED sign and saw him playing pool with the same tattooed man from last week. He didn’t seem stoic like he was when she caught him with that man so she made a split decision. She sighed and walked in. 

She blamed Rio for being so damn magnetic, she just couldn’t stay away. And after having this last week to think about what happened, she wanted to apologize to him. She felt bad for how she handled things and even though she was still confused, it gave her no right to question him like she had some kind of right to him. She made her way over to the pool table, feeling her hands get clammy and her heart race with each step she took. Rio’s back was to her as he bent down to make a shot, Alex refrained from checking him out. His friend noticed her coming up on them and coughed and nodded in your direction to alert Rio. Rio turned around as soon as Alex was finally in front of him. 

Rio was surprised to see Alex, he had been trying to give her space and had started to think she might just ignore him altogether. He wouldn’t blame her, hell, a small part of him thought it might be better for her if she did ignore him. But he didn’t want that, not really. 

“Hey, mama.” Alex bit her lip at his deep smooth tone. It had only been a week but she missed him. It was pathetic, really.

“Hey…” she cleared her throat and tucked her hair behind her ear. “Sorry, I just… I was walking back home and I saw you through the window.” She mentally scolded herself at the explanation and how stupid it sounded. Rio’s lips twitched. Alex’s eyes flitted to the man still standing on the other side of the pool table. Rio had to admire the fact that she didn’t look even the tiniest bit nervous or scared of the man. Then again, she had never judged him when she first met him. 

“This is Mick.” Rio figured it better to introduce the two after what happened last week and well, if Alex was going to be around more he at least didn’t want to keep Mick a secret. 

“Hi, I’m Alex.” She reached her hand out for him to shake and to Rio’s shock Mick actually smiled at her. Then again, he couldn’t blame him, Alex’s smile was infectious and she brought a warmth and light to every room she entered. She had that kind of effect. 

“Nice to meet you.” Rio only mentioned Alex a few times to Mick, more so after last week.

“You as well.” Alex smiled at the man. Despite having seen him beat on some man just a week ago, she wasn’t going to judge or jump to conclusions. Which was the reason she was here to begin with. 

Alex’s eyes met Rio’s again and her cheeks flushed under his gaze. Rio loved it. He liked the baby blue dress she was wearing too. The length of it made Rio bite his lip. It was a simple summer dress like she always wore but Rio still couldn’t get enough. Alex noticed him checking her out and she cleared her throat and couldn’t help but smirk when Rio’s eyes met hers after he was done. Rio smiled. 

“Um, sorry to interrupt your game. I just wanted to apologize for the other night.” Rio couldn’t hide his confusion. 

“Apologize? Mama, you did nothing wrong. I’m sorry you had to see that.” Rio countered. Alex didn’t push again about what exactly that was. 

“No, I shouldn’t have followed you. It was wrong of me and it was none of my business.” Rio noticed Alex would chew on her lip a lot when she got nervous. He found it both cute and insanely inviting at the same time. She was heaven and hell and she didn’t even know it. 

He admired her for apologizing, for wanting to reassure him that it wasn’t her usual behavior. 

“I get it, Alex. You were curious, it happens. Maybe next time just ask me?” 

“Would you have told me the truth?” There was no bite to her words and he couldn’t help but laugh lightly. 

“I don’t know.” Alex liked his honesty. So she nodded in acceptance. 

“Well, I’ll let you get back to it.” Alex motioned to the table. 

Rio couldn’t help himself as he said, “stay.”

“I don’t want to intrude.” She looked to Mick knowing they were both in the middle of a game.

“I was just leaving, have fun.” Mick said and nodded at Rio before walking away. 

“You play?” Rio motions to the table as he grabbed the triangle and started placing the balls inside of it. 

“No, I’ve never played before.” Rio finished setting the balls up and turned back to her.

“Really?” Alex nodded her head. She was determined though so she set her purse to the side. 

“Can I get you something to drink?” A young man who had worked there had asked Alex. Before she could reply, Rio answered for her.

“She’ll take an old-fashioned and put it on my tab, Jay.” The man nodded and went on his way. 

Alex was reeling at the fact that he knew her drink order and the fact that once again he wanted to pay for her. She had the sense that Rio was the type to take control in all aspects whether it be finance or otherwise. She kind of liked it. 

“You just know everyone don’t you?” 

“Something like that.” He smirked at her and she smiled. 

“So, what are the rules?” Alex asked as Rio handed her a stick, not before chalking the tip. Alex felt weird holding it. The only bar game she was good at was darts but she was out of her zone with pool. Rio explained to her how to play the game and despite getting distracted from his smile every once in a while, she got the gist of it. 

The man came back with her drink and Alex thanked him and took a sip. She watched Rio break the triangle and start shooting balls into the sockets from there. After three turns, it was finally hers. She had watched how Rio held the stick and what he was doing but it was a whole other thing attempting it. She lined up her stick with the ball she was eyeing and pushed the stick. The ball went in the exact opposite direction from where she wanted it to and she huffed. Her cheeks grew warm at Rio trying to contain his laughter.

“Don’t laugh at me.” Alex pouted and Rio raised his hands with a smile.

“I’m not laughing!” He started to laugh. Alex rolled her eyes but her smile told him she wasn’t actually upset.

“I told you I’ve never played.” She explained her piss poor shot and drank from her glass. 

“Here, I’ll show you.” Alex put her drink down and he walked over to her.

“But it’s your turn.” 

“It’s fine. Either way I’m gonna win.” She scoffed and hit his arm playfully. He laughed and damn did Alex like the sound. 

“Grab your stick and line up a shot.” Alex did as instructed and after examining the table, she picked the ball she wanted to focus on. She bent over and lined up her stick. She waited for him to continue. But the next thing she knew his jean clad thighs were skimming her ass and he was bending over her. He placed one hand on her hip and the other on her right arm. Everything Rio told her about the game earlier went out the window. Her body was on fire, all she could focus on was his hands on her. Her heart was going crazy in her chest and she knew her face was red. 

Rio knew it was the oldest trick in the book. But wisely so, seeing as she was flushed beneath him. He still respected her boundaries and tried to keep his hips away from actually pressing up against her. It also didn’t help that his cock was twitching in his pants. Her dress dragged up when she bent over and allowed Rio to see even more of her thighs. He was playing a dangerous game but he didn’t care. His face was right by her cheek as he moved her arm to a better position and guided her hips. 

“You gotta put more force behind it.” He said and her skin broke out into goosebumps as his lips were right at her ear. Rio shifted slightly just to pull her a fraction closer to him. Alex swallowed. She tried to discreetly clench her thighs but she was sure Rio noticed as he chuckled softly against her ear. 

“And then, push.” She registered that word and knocked the ball with the end of the stick as his arm still helped guide her. The movement making him brush up against her more, she kept down the moan that almost slipped through her lips. She needed to get a grip, they were only playing a game. But damn Rio, he knew exactly what he was doing. The ball went straight into the socket after knocking against another ball. She didn’t care though. Rio’s face was still right next to hers and she tilted her head slightly to look at him. The tension was thick and Alex swore time stopped. She wanted to kiss him, and from the way he was looking at her, she thought he might feel the same. 

“Good job, mama.” Is all he said.

“Thanks.” 

Alex stood up straight surprising Rio a little as he steadied both hands on her hips now so she wouldn’t bump into him. She turned to face him and smiled.

“Still think you’re going to win?” Rio let out a laugh and squeezed her hips lightly before removing his hands. He needed to control himself. Touching her was dangerous, such small touches had him going into overdrive. His thoughts were running wild. One of them being that he was picturing bending her over the table and pulling her panties to the side and—

“Penny for your thoughts?” Alex asked him, he seemed to be in his head. 

“Mama, I don’t think you wanna know what I’m thinking about right now.” His eyes were dark and his voice suggestive, she licked her lips. Fuck, he was going to be the death of her.

“It’s your turn.” Is all she could say. He smirked and grabbed his stick. 

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Road Trip Gone Right? <M>

Keeping my promise to myself here and writing. I am a heathen and start with a goal of like 1.5k max, but somehow I end at 4k. I’ll keep trying. T_T Also, in line with my self challenge I am again writing for a fandom outside my comfort zone. Loosely edited because its 1am and I’m tired :]  @channiesmixtape​ Thank you again for your undying support, ilysm <3

Pairing: Felix x Y/N

Warnings: Uhhhhh, smut, oral, voice kink if you squint, nothing major really. Condoms. (safe sex is good sex too)

cr. to google for the lovely pic 

It was the dreaded season of traveling and for whatever reason your school had decided that they weren't going to allow anyone to stay on campus over break. It was your tradition to bask in the quiet whilst all the other students went home and to friends and on trips, but not this year apparently.  As if the universe were conspiring against you, your mother had also decided this was going to be the year that all the family, including by extension your best friends family, were all going to gather and celebrate the new year. Whatever. Why people wanted to celebrate that time was passing as it always did was beyond you, but that's how you found yourself in the front seat of your longtime friends car. Felix seemed just as dejected as you about the long drive and the mandatory mingling that was going to occur.

You and Felix had been quite the pair for as long as you could remember. You were about 7 when you met and you had saved him from some punk on the playground who thought being a little shithead was the way to be impressive. You kicked the little fucker in the shin and before you could follow through with a punch he was frantically scooting to run away. When you turned to check on what you thought was an adorable little girl you were met with a starry eyed Felix and he'd been your sidekick from that moment on. As fate would have it, he ended up being your next door neighbor.  Gazing at his profile now while he was driving it struck you that at some point he'd grown to be quite masculine and incredibly striking. He always had been beautiful to you, but these days there was something more and you just couldn't put your finger on what it was.

Shaking yourself out of your thoughts, you reached out to turn on the radio. Maybe music would help whatever this feeling was. It was probably just anxiety over the long drive and the anticipation of being subjected to people you didn't get along with very well. You were unique and not quite the cookie cutter image of perfection that the rest of your cousins were and they never wasted an opportunity to let you know. As if sensing your thoughts, Felix's deep voice broke through the thoughts again, "Penny for your thoughts?" he asked. "Huh? Oh. It's nothing really. Just thinking about the cousins and wondering what brand of hell they'll try to subject me to. I haven't seen them since I started college you know."

His laughter rang out through the car and made you feel a bit better. "I'm sure that no matter what they try, you're still far smarter than them and a hell of a lot stronger too. Try not to worry Cheeks." At the mention of your special nickname you couldn't help but smile. A bit precocious growing up, and definitely the most vocal of the children, you'd earned the title of cheeky which had in turn affectionately turned into the nickname Cheeks. As much as you were dreading this visit, it made you feel infinitely better that Felix was going too. Not that he had any choice either. Just as you had become fast friends at a young age, your families had become some sort of hybrid family through strong friendship.

You must have finally relaxed enough to fall asleep at some point because you awoke with a bolt. There was a loud bang and Felix slammed on the breaks. "Shit, what the hell was that?" He put the car in park and turned the hazards on before turning to you and telling you to stay put. He pulled out his cellphone and turned on the flashlight before stepping out of the car. You anxiously watched him walk around the car and disappear as he squatted down. You were praying he hadn't hit some woodland creature because from the looks of it you were in the middle of nowhere and that was a very real possibility. You jumped as he tapped on your window. "Can you pop the trunk for me? We appear to have a flat." You nodded and unbuckled your belt and climbed over to the drivers side to hit the latch for the trunk. As you sunk back into your seat you could hear him digging around in the trunk. A flat wasn't so bad. Sure it wasn't ideal, but at least there would be no dead animals or screwed up undercarriages right?

Just as you were coming to terms with a small hiccup in the journey you heard another bang followed by a few expletives that made you quirk an eyebrow. That was unlike Felix. You were the one with the foul language problem. If he was cursing something must be terribly wrong. Curiosity getting the better of you, you snatched the keys out of the ignition and stepped out from the vehicle. "Whats going on short stack?" you called out as you approached the visibly frustrated man. "The spare has a crack in it. My roadside assistance doesn't have anyone that can help. They'll reimburse me, but we're going to have to call a tow and probably find somewhere to spend the night since I'm sure there isn't a garage open at this hour." Well shit. This was going to be a pain in the ass. "Okay, which part do you want me to start looking up? How about you figure out the tow situation and I'll see if theres a motel or something. Where are we even anyway?" you asked trying to laugh at the circumstance you found yourself in.

Two hours  and a ride on the struggle bus with cellular service later you found yourselves in the lobby of a motel that made you feel like the star of a horror film. You were in some backwood town with a population of almost no one and there were nothing but trees for days. The receptionist or owner or whoever she was seemed friendly enough, but she also reminded you of a walking corpse. Her bony hand deposited a key into your palm and with a toothless grin she rasped out your room number. You thanked her and went to collect Felix and your bags and hightail it to somewhere with a lock on the door. This whole evening had made you feel uncomfortable and all you wanted was to sleep so morning could come and you could be back on your way. Funny that there was something that made you feel worse than spending time at home, but here you were.

Juggling your bag and the room key you were having trouble making the key go into the lock. A warm hand stopped yours from shaking and suddenly closer than you remembered him being, Felix silently took the key from you and ran his fingers over the back of your hand before inserting the key into the lock and opening the door. He gestured for you to go in first and continued to hold the door open as you pulled yourself together and stepped into the room. Feeling around on the wall you found the switch and flipped it. As the light flickered on, yes flickered, because your life obviously needed to resemble a horror movie down to the last detail you let out a groan as you looked around. There was only one bed. It was rather small also. You weren't sure it even qualified to be called a full. There was absolutely no way that you were going to have either one of you taking the floor though. You'd definitely indicated two beds at the desk, but something told you this wasn't a problem with a solution. The place was so ancient they still used key locks, and the lady downstairs looked like she came from 1900 directly. You turned to Felix as he was dragging your suitcases in to break the news to him.

"Looks like we're going to be revisiting our childhood tonight shorty. Theres only one bed and like hell either one of us is sleeping on the floor." His head snapped up from what he was doing to shoot you an incredulous look. "Y/n, I'm far from short anymore compared to you and that," he says pointing in the direction of the bed, "is not a bed. That's fit for a large child at best." You wondered what had him so obviously upset, but you chalked it up to the frustration of the situations that seemed to keep arising. "Felix, believe me, I realize this is less than ideal, but it's what we've got. We both have a long day ahead of us tomorrow, you especially, so we're just gonna have to suck it up and do what we gotta." You said placing a hand on your hip and turning your other palm up towards the ceiling in a gesture of both sass and nonchalance. "I'll see if theres a pizza joint or something in this town, why don't you go take a shower first? It'll help take some of the tension off." He nodded and went towards the bathroom while you dove into trying to get a signal to see if you could figure out food.

Miraculously after the fight of the century with your service you were able to locate pizza. Even better was that they delivered. Downside of the size of the town you were in was that the person on the other end of the phone knew exactly who you were, and described you as 'that poor stranded couple'. Well whatever, food was becoming more necessary by the minute since you'd relaxed a marginal amount and your stomach felt like it would eat itself. You were giddy with excitement and digging through your purse for some cash when Felix reappeared. You didn't notice him at first but when you looked up and there he was in nothing but a pair of low slung sweats with a towel hanging around his neck you let out an audible gulp. He quirked an eyebrow at you, but before he could question what your problem was, you snatched up some clothes and stuffed some money in his hand. "I'm amazing and pizza should be here any minute. I'm gonna go shower now. You don't have to wait for me to eat." You said to him as you brushed past and quickly made your way into the safety of the bathroom.

Once you shut the door, you placed a hand on your chest to calm the beating of your heart. What was wrong with you today? Sure it had been a while since you'd seen Felix shirtless. And wet. But it had never affected you like this before ever. It was like you were discovering that he wasn't the person you'd known most of your life. Just when had he gotten so toned? His lithe body was beautiful and always had been, but when had it also been appropriate to describe him as manly? Stepping into the scalding spray of the shower you prayed that you were just hungry and tired and it was making you crazy. Washing with a speed you normally reserved for things you disliked, you scrubbed away the filth of the day. Wrapping a towel around yourself you rubbed some of the fog off the mirror and after toweling your hair out as much as you could, ran a brush through it. You rubbed your skin vigorously and put on your tank top and realized you'd forgotten your panties. Laughing at the luck you'd had today you just shook your head and pulled on your pajama pants.

When you returned to the room the soft light and sounds of the TV accompanied Felix and his pizza. Belatedly you realized there wasn't likely to have been any sort of plates or anything to use and cursed yourself for not asking. Oh well, things still could have been far worse today so you were gonna stuff your face and call it a night before the bad luck that seemed to be following you around could claim any more of your energy. You plopped unceremoniously on to the bed next to Felix and snatched up a piece of pizza. As you took a bite you let out a moan at how delicious it was. "Really y/n, sometimes I think you'd be happiest with food in your hands at all times." Felix said, chest rumbling with laughter. Your face suddenly felt like it was on fire and you were oddly embarrassed even though this exact scenario had played out many times before. "I just love food and am hungry enough to eat a cow right now short stuff." You huffed out indignantly. Still slightly laughing Felix reassured you that it was fine and he was only making an observation. You felt jittery and nervous still even though you'd checked off all the things you thought were the culprits so you decided to initiate bedtime.

"I think we should get some sleep, we have a lot to do tomorrow and we still have a lot of miles to cover." Felix seemed to mull over your statement before he nodded his agreement. He began to box up the remainder of the pizza and you went to brush your teeth. Making your way back to the room you heard Felix's phone chime and picked it up from the dresser it was sitting on to hand it to him. You weren't being nosy but you saw a name that made your blood boil a little bit. It was one of your catty cousins and now you were wondering what the fuck he was doing talking to her of all people. Unable to help yourself you spat out at him, "What are you doing talking to her?" As soon as the words were out you couldn't believe yourself and your hand flew up to cover your mouth in embarrassment. "You know what, I'm tired, never mind,  disregard my craziness, I'm just gonna lay down. "As he stared at you with wide eyes, he responded anyway. "They occasionally text me trying to snoop I think. I just stored the name so I'd know to ignore because I made the mistake of answering a message once before." Well now you were feeling a whole lot more awkward. Deciding that there was safety in silence you simply nodded and laid down in the bed.

Getting under the covers you scooted as far to the side as you could. You weren't sure how you were going to handle being that close to Felix's shirtless body with the maelstrom going on inside your head but you were just going to have to try. Sliding under the covers and in turn being closer to you than you thought was explicitly necessary he pulled the blanket up over you both and whispered to you, "Good night Cheeks." His deep voice laced with a tired rasp sent a shiver down your spine and it hit you then like a bolt of lightning. Holy shit, you were in love with your best friend. Your best friend turned you on. Holy shit, what the fuck. Sleep was probably going to be a problem with your heart hammering away in your chest. Staying as still as you could so as to not draw attention to yourself you mentally went over all the signs trying to figure out when the hell this had happened. You thought Felix was asleep and you turned to look at him. His breathing had evened out and his plush lips were slightly parted. The moonlight coming through the window cast a soft light and made the smattering of freckles on his cheeks and across the bridge of his nose look exceptionally gorgeous.

With his eyes still closed he shocked you when he began to speak. It was as if he could sense your restlessness even though you weren't moving at all. "I can feel your eyes y/n," he drawled and you went rigid. "Not to make things weird, or weirder, but I thought about you when I came last night." Now it was your turn to give the wide eyed stare. He cracked one eye and looked at you and slowly started to grin. "Y-you did?" you squeaked out. He turned to face you and it's not like you had anywhere to run, the bed was so tiny. You were close enough to feel his breath ghost over your face as he continued, "I thought I might have been imagining things but it seems you're just as affected by me Cheeks. You were calling me short stack still so I was a little unsure, but if you could have seen how hungry you looked earlier and I'm not talking about food." You should have known it was going to be a short lived secret but you were reeling that within such a short time of you realizing you had feelings and physical attraction he was calling you out on it. Felix had always known you better than you knew yourself sometimes.

What he didn't expect was that you wouldn't put up a fight about it. He was prepared to spell it out for your stubborn ass if need be, but you saved him the effort and planted your lips on his. You kissed him with all the hunger he described moments before and pulled away, chest heaving. "How long? How long have you known that we could have been doing this? How long have you been thinking about me when you cum?" You shoved him so he wasn't on his side anymore and climbed on top of him before he could do a thing about it. Looking at his face you were searching his eyes as if they held the answers. What you found instead was a look of lust so dark you couldn't do anything except seal your lips to his again. He didn't fight back and instead placed his hand on the back of your neck to turn your head slightly. He licked your bottom lip seeking entrance and you obliged. His plump lips felt so soft on yours and as his tongue swirled with yours you unintentionally found yourself grinding your hips into his as you let out a moan.

Felix also let out a groan at the friction and decided he'd had enough. He flipped you so your positions were switched and you found yourself again marveling at how manly was now how you'd describe him. Caged in between his arms he leaned down and nipped on your throat. Practically growling in your ear, his voice sent shivers down your spine. "I'll show you exactly what I was thinking about when I came if you want me to y/n." If you had been wearing underwear they would have been absolutely ruined. His voice was already one of your favorite sounds in the world, but right up in your ear making lewd suggestions had you feeling like you were coming unraveled. He placed open mouthed kisses along the column of your throat and reached to tug on your shirt. He pulled it up and helped you take it off only removing his mouth from your skin long enough to get it over your head. He continued down your chest and down to your hip where he hooked his fingers in the band of your pants. You lifted your hips so he could pull them down. "Well well, Cheeks, I never thought you'd go without panties, but that certainly makes things easier on me. He took a moment to appreciate your beauty and you found yourself feeling shy. He trailed a finger down your stomach and began to lightly tease your pussy until you were squirming with need. Just when you thought you couldn't take the teasing anymore he slid a finger into your slick folds and then into you.

"A-ah, Felix, more," you whined out. You were so turned on it was practically unbearable. He seemed pleased at your request and inserted another finger and started pumping in and out at a slow pace. He curled his fingers upward and began rubbing circles on your clit with his thumb as he picked up the pace. You began to feel the curling heat and tightening up in your stomach and knew you were going to cum. He could feel your walls clenching around his fingers as he brushed past your sweet spot with every pump. Just when you thought you were about to completely lose it he pulled out and immediately attached his lush lips to your clit and sucked on it. Your orgasm washed over you like a waterfall and he held your stuttering hips in place as he worked you through your high. Feeling like the personification of bliss you reached down and ran your fingers through his hair. He kissed his way back up your chest and you pulled his face to yours to taste him.

"We're not done just yet, y/n. I still haven't shown you everything I was thinking about when I came." You had just barely come down from your high but you felt as if you could cum all over again at his suggestion. He reached over to the nightstand and retrieved his wallet and pulled out a condom. As he went to tear the foil you placed a hand on his wrist, "Can I?" You asked. He allowed you to take the packet from him and he pulled off his sweats. As his cock sprang free you were absolutely stunned. He was so much bigger than you thought he'd be and now you were wondering where he hid that and how it was going to fit. You grabbed at his dick and gave it a squeeze before rolling the condom down his shaft. He moved to lay you back down and lined his cock up with your entrance. He slid the head through the slippery remnants of your earlier undoing and every time he brushed your clit you twitched with need. Finally, finally he started to slide his cock into your warmth. Slowly at first, giving you plenty of time to adjust, he inched inside until he was all the way in. Buried to the hilt he stilled so you could get used to his size and then began to pump in and out of you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he began to pick up the pace.

He set a brutal pace and you gasped and panted. Your erotic voice was making him impossibly more turned on. As he thrust into you your cries of pleasure spurred him on. He shifted slightly and pulled your legs up so they were over his shoulders. The change in position allowed him to go deeper and with every pump he fully dragged across your g-spot and you felt the familiar ache starting to build again. He continued to thrust and reached out to rub one of your nipples. "Ahhh y/n. You look so beautiful. Look and the way your pussy just devours my cock. This is exactly, ah, what i was thinking about while I got myself off." His voice, and the pure filth coming out of his mouth were enough to send you over the edge. Your walls clamped and spasmed around him and you came on a cry of his name. "Ah F-Felix, fuck." His rhythm became sloppy as you rode out your high and soon he was spilling his release with a loud groan.

You were both sweaty, panting messes. As he began to soften up he slipped out of you and removed the condom. Tying it off he tossed it in the direction of the garbage can before returning to you and the bed. He wrapped you up in his arms and kissed you on the forehead. Before you could even get a word out his phone was chiming again. You gave him a look that said he should check it and so he grabbed it. It was your cousin again and you were struck with a brilliant idea. You knew it was probably partly them snooping like he thought, but there was also the knowledge that they were jealous of your relationship with Felix. "Lemme see your phone," you said with a smirk. He shrugged and handed it to you. You opened the camera and snapped a selfie of the two of you. Her message was some ‘what are you doing’ type thing so you sent the picture and then powered his phone off with a satisfied smile. He let out a little laugh at your antics and from your position with your head on his chest it was the best sound in the world.

Waking up much later than you intended, and certainly more sore, you reached to check the time on your phone. You were met with the family group chat notification count being astronomical, and also  a notification from your favorite cousin. It read, 'I know that was you bitch'. With a smile you turned the phone towards Felix who was wondering what besides him had you so smiley this morning. You were rewarded with his eye smile and morning voice telling you, "You're something else Cheeks, but damn I love you."