#congrats to naomi i guess

[jacesvelaryons]

english love affair

social media au

kpop idol!reader x tom blyth

fc: jennie kim

i love making these and have some in my drafts so feel free to send requests/face claim requests/suggestions

(ps: i had to redo this bc the first time i posted not only did it not post, it didn’t save any of my changes so i had to do it again. 😭)

Requests are OPEN for both soc med aus and blurbs for Tom and his characters

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@calvinklein

hunterschafer beautiful girl

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↪️yourusername that’s you babes 😘

taylorswift so proud of you hon

lola.tung can’t wait to see your pretty face all on the billboards AHH

tomblyth ❤️

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↪️ user23 OH?

↪️ fan98 they know each other?

↪️ user9 and she liked!

user8 insert olivia wilde nodding meme

random56 when you’re that girl!

username7 y/n world domination she’s a singer dancer rapper songwriter producer model like what can she not do

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y/n has now followed actor tom blyth who has recently stared in the new hunger games movie the ballad of songbirds and snakes!

he has previously liked and commented on her recent post, and she’s stated previously that she’s a fan of the trilogy and has watched this new movie multiple times!

ynfan98 this is interesting bc she barely follows ppl as it is

user76 the way she’s barely active on social media and does this she’s so old lady coded 😭

user12 DID YALL SEE TOMS THIRST TRAP

↪️ user8 HIS WHAT?!

↪️ username6 YES SKDKDK not even a few hours since she followed now he’s like this

↪️ random87 real because i’d be thirst trapping to get her attention

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outtakes from my recent vogue italia shoot

user1 ok thirst trap

ynfan NOT HIM POSTING THIS RIGHT AFTER YOURNAME FOLLOWS HIM BACK

↪️ random488 HES SO REAL

↪️ user978 IM CRYING HES SO HOT

↪️ user11 AND IT WORKED SHE LIKED BACK

rachelzegler you look okay i guess 🙄

↪️ tomblyth i’ll take it

mayahawke looking good my boy

↪️ tomblyth 👍

↪️ random5 his millennial ahh reply 😭

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↪️ user12 not him acting coy after that thirst trap when she followed him 😭

↪️ user9 he thinks he’s slick when he’s probably fangirling she’s noticing him

user12 how did they meet not my worlds colliding

↪️ random1 probably rachel introduced them yk how rach is a social butterfly

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↪️ user9 see? rach liking just confirms it she set them up

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tom’s now deleted story (1.12.2024)

user097 not him deleting this naurrr

tomfans wait my friends said they saw him in london what is he doing there if he ain’t filming anything?

user64 wait the shoes he’s holding look like something yn would wear at the recent gala in london hold on 👀����

↪️ username678 you’re so right cause coincidence i think not

↪️ random75 maybe he went as her date! it’s a big night for her and her career. how sweet!

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A huge honour to receive the Honorary MBEs and attend the South Korea-UK State Banquet at Buckingham Palace 🎖️💂‍♀️

onyourm_ark congrats y/nnie!

↪️ yourusername thanks markles im gonna cry omg

↪️ johnnyjsuh so proud of you y/n 🎉🥳

dualipa you’re one of us now 🥰🥰

↪️ yourusername kisses kisses hugs hugs

↪️ user87 one of us like 👀interesting

↪️ person97 cause she got an english man too

oliviarodrigo congrats my love!

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↪️ yourusername thank you angel ✨

↪️ random97 wait both my girls booed up by english boys they’re on the same wavelength

username188 am i dreaming or does the shoes on tom’s deleted story match her dress

↪️ ynfan I SEE IT OMG did they go together

↪️ fan65 my cousin who works at the palace apparently heard he entered through the private back entrance to attend the ball and seated where he’s not visible by the camera

↪️ user97 so cute for her to bring him as a date! must be serious tho

↪️ randomuser7 great he attended and supported her during one of the biggest nights of her career but didn’t hog the spotlight

↪️ user121 a real man wouldn’t be threatened by a woman’s success

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↪️ user53 exactly yn deserves someone who knows his place and that she’s a star and not to be jealous and try to stifle her talent and creativity and personality

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[linagram]

everyone's album covers, song previews and album trailer voicelines!

YESSSSSSSSSSSS I'M FINALLY DONE WITH ALL OF THEM *falls on the floor*

okay okay i'm actually kinda proud of myself?? :'D like i always prefer just. drawing characters even though i don't really avoid drawing backgrounds and i don't find drawing them that difficult but i rarely pay attention to things like. doors so yeah it's kinda cool that i've managed to come up with ten different door designs and draw them! even though most of them don't even look like doors. it's okay listen i just wanted to make them as weird as their mvs okay

(also about some prisoners having the symbols on their uhhh restraints and most of them not having them. well you see i just didn't have any energy left to draw them so i was like "it's fine i'll just draw the actual symbols later" and guess what. i didn't :) and i'm too tired to draw all of them so y-yeah. honestly maybe i'll change the symbols to something else like it takes way too much time to draw them and they're not even that close to the canon ones)

okay sorry for rambling, you can read everyone's song previews, titles (though you can see them on the covers, but still. or maybe you can't see them i'm sorry if the text is hard to read 😭) and album trailer voicelines under the cut! and also more of my rambling

Album trailer voicelines:

Akio: "DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!"

Aimi: "Don't you think that's kind of.. unprofessional?"

Shun: "I-Isn't it a good thing that I'm getting better?"

Naomi: "But in the end, I've simply decided to agree with you."

Kei: "It's time for your punishment, Eiji~"

Eiko: "It's like.. your life finally has a purpose."

Asahi: "I wanna go home, even if I don't have one anymore."

Yurika: "THIS DOESN'T MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE!"

Riku: "Haha, trust me, I'm strong enough to do that."

Reina: "So, yeah, the show's over."

Song titles:

Akio: The King's Execution

Aimi: Mask of Kindness

Shun: Wrong Route

Naomi: Your Story

Kei: Web of Desire

Eiko: As Seen On TV

Asahi: 'Cause I Deserve It

Yurika: Bitter Aftertaste

Riku: Trendsetter

Reina: Death of the Author

Song previews:

Akio: "Come on, fight me, punch me, beat me to death,

Show me how you've really felt about me all this time

There's no one left to support me, no one left to call me "Your Majesty"

I guess it's time for me to admit my defeat" 

Aimi:

"Let's have as much fun as we can today, like this is the last day of our lives

I won't ask you to be careful, I know you won't listen to me anyway

Let's make these moments more colorful than ever before

Let's turn today into our best masterpiece"

Shun:

"I know that this is the best option, I don't even need a guide

"Real life"? What's that? Some kind of joke?

I know you will love me in every world and universe

Tell me I'm your everything, let me get the best ending"

Naomi:

"I can't believe I found out about this only now

Why didn't you tell me sooner? Why didn't anyone else tell me about this?

Your life was so short, but so full of pain

Does this mean that I've saved you from all that suffering?"

Kei:

"Congrats, you've fallen right into my trap

Make yourself comfortable, you're in for a long ride

Tying you up, choking and biting

Keep your eyes on me, take those rose-colored glasses off"

Eiko:

"Yay, she did it, good for her! What an icon, am I right?

Haha, thank you, thank you! Serves him right, I know

You've forgiven me, darling, so let me thank you properly

Tell me what you want, I will give you everything and more"

Asahi:

"Give me more, you know that it'll never be enough for me

You want me to repay you? That's funny

Why should you give me so much and get nothing in return?

It's obvious, 'cause I deserve it"

Yurika:

"Please, please, make my world sweet again

This world is so cold, so bitter, if I take a bite, I'll get poisoned for sure

Hey, hey, what are you saying? You want more sugar as well?

Sure, anything for my master! But you're not her, so get out."

Riku:

"Now, listen, I don't like to do this

I'm not the type to abuse my power

But looks like it's time for you to get what you deserve

So get him, everyone, I'll pat you on the head later"

Reina:

"What about my crime? What about my sins?

Well, why don't you figure it out yourself?

I'll let you decide, I'll let you write my story

Aren't you the one who's supposed to judge us anyway?"

Random facts about everyone's song titles, lyrics and doors (spoiler-free. mostly):

The silhouettes from Akio's T1 MV are back!

If you've read Aimi's T1 MV description, you probably already went "Wait, is her song title a reference to that mask from her video?" and you are correct!

Shun's song title is kinda supposed to be a pun? Basically it's a reference to dating sims, character routes and all that stuff, but it's also supposed to mean taking a wrong path in life or something like that.

Naomi's song title was the hardest one to come up with and it turned out to be the most boring one. I am so sorry.

I actually wouldn't say that Asahi's door shows his MV that well, since his video will actually have mostly white and green colors, but I thought that a door like that would look boring, so yeah, I made it more colorful!

"Why is Yurika's door like that?" Oh, don't worry, compared to Asahi's door, Yurika's door shows her MV perfectly fine <3

Riku's door. Riku's door made me go through so much pain, IT WAS THE LAST DOOR I CAME UP WITH. I LITERALLY HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO DRAW. Not even because I dislike his MV, it's just that his MV has this motif that's. Very hard to show as a door. Like all ideas I had just sounded stupid so I decided to go with something like this instead. Also I still hate drawing chains and I used a brush instead.

Yes, Naomi's door just. Looks like a diary. BUT I TRIED TO MAKE IT LOOK LIKE A DOOR OKAY I TRIED

Reina's door having a more "actor-like" motif probably doesn't make much sense because of the song title, but trust me, it does. And yes, her song title is based on the trope of the same name.

Aimi's song lyrics kinda sound like a sequel to her T1 song though i guess her t2 song can be called that here, but the rest of the lyrics sound more different. And yes, there will be more of their song lyrics in the MV descriptions this time >:)

Kei's song lyrics are actually supposed to be much more sad this time and even the chorus will sound differently in the end.

Reina, please, stop breaking the fourth wall, you're becoming way too powerful.

[emotionalsupportsoccerball]

NWSL Playoff thoughts.

FUCK YES THE WAVE WON THE SHIELD I’m so happy for them they so deserve this, they Jaedyn Shaw and Naomi Girma of it all just sends me over the edge. Also Dalhkemper and Girma USWNT backline when?

Portland was always gonna be here idk what to say about that, and then the Courage I mean good for them for fighting for it.

OL MY BABIES CONGRATS. They had a real OG game with that Pinoe brace, here’s hoping she gets another one in playoffs!

LA is fine I guess idk I don’t very much like them.

GO BATS Y’ALL SCARED ME SO BAD BUT I’M GLAD YOU’RE HERE, I fully believe you can do this.

My condolences to the Spirit (and Andi and Trinity in particular) but god I hope that man gets fired. That’s all! Goodnight!

[frankenjoly]

Mistaken (or not)

mushiranpoe “reveal” ft atsushi’s tiger senses

“So, you can recognize pretty much anyone you’re more or less familiar with just by smell alone, right?” Naomi was saying, with a mischievous smile that (surprisingly enough) didn’t scare Atsushi. Yet. “Wanna play a bit with that?”

“What do I have to do?” Atsushi instantly asked in return, undeniably curious.

“Can you tell us who’s gonna be here next before they enter?” Given how they were currently at the cafe for what was intended to be an informal gathering, the mix of sounds and scents made for quite an interesting challenge. And it seemed fun, so why not? Besides, and as if on cue, he almost immediately sensed the first example of the night.

“Dazai-san.” The response came out of his mouth with confidence, and Atsushi shared a smile with not just Naomi but both the Tanizakis when Dazai was indeed sitting at the table with them.

“What are we doing?”

“Testing Atsushi-kun’s tiger senses.” That time it was Jun’ichirô who spoke.

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The game then carried on for the next half an hour, as the rest of the Agency members started making their respective entrances.

“Yosano-sensei.”

“Kenji-kun.”

“Kunikida-san.”

“The president.”

And of course, with every new right answer, Atsushi was feeling more and more confident. Not like he hadn’t been from the start; if there was something reliable, those were his tiger powers.

“Now it’s Ranpo-san.” Very few remained, and maybe he could end up with a total amount of zero mistakes even. “Poe-san and Oguri-san are coming too.” It would have made sense, since every time those two tagged along it was with and because of Ranpo. Except when the door opened, it was Ranpo alone.

“What’s up?”

“I thought you weren’t coming alone.” Atsushi said, shrugging. “Guess I got mistaken.”

And while he was on his way to start accepting defeat, Yosano started giggling, and it was just a matter of barely a full minute till giggles turned into straight up roaring laughter.

“Yes and no, Atsushi-kun.” Her words caused Ranpo to laugh as well, and both Dazai and Naomi followed shortly after. It didn’t take more for Atsushi to understand the implications, and it definitely was showing all over his face because…

“It’s like that, but also we weren’t doing what you think. Now.” Ranpo commented.“Ah, I didn’t–” Yes, that had been the first thing coming to his mind. But who could blame him, with no further context? “Congrats, by the way.”

(Also on ao3.)

[softlyapocalytpic]

Embodiment of love

@pchberrytea tagged me!! And then my partner had to help me take it because I couldn't figure out how to do it well??? Its fun and cool they just do uquiz better.

I tag @maxiseden since I think this would be fun for your blorbos and @plasma-packin-mama cuz I love Delilah & Arcade and would love to see what they get!! And! Copying Tea here, if you want an excuse to be tagged for this then CONGRATS. It's you. You've been tagged. You're it.

Also, I guess some spoilers for pairings for my characters...?

💕 RULES: Take this quiz for your OC/ship.

Without further ado:

Amy/Butch

[ love is beautiful because it's built deliberately ] when casey mcquinston wrote "that's the choice. i love him, with all that, because of all that, on purpose. i love him on purpose" and when jenny slate tweeted "i just want someone to grab my little face and scream on purpose, on purpose i am going to care about you" and when jodi picoult wrote "after fifteen years, love isn't just a feeling. it's a choice" and when the good place said "if soulmates do exist, they're not found they're made"

Man this one HURTS. It hurts in the long term, and it hurts in the short term. They communicate terribly, they understand each other better than most people understand them, they argue a lot and also are the bestest friend the other has ever had. I've said this for a while, but if things had panned out differently these two would've been best friends all the way back in the vault. And this invokes all that for me, but also. In context of where they end up by the end of the story... It hurts so so so bad. They never stop choosing each other even long long after.

They're always touching each other, holding each other, putting their hands on the other. A punch, a hug, holding each other's face. Hands holding, Butch arm around Amy's shoulder, Amy always ready and willing to hold Butch when he needs it. The world is shitty, but they're together.

Sunshine/Half Pint

[ devotion: love, loyalty, or enthusiasm for a person, activity, or cause ] when ruth said to naomi "where you go, i will go, and where you stay, i will stay. your people will be my people, and your God my God" and when hozier sang "i'll be the dreadful need from the devotee that drove [orpheus] underground" and when deathcab for cutie sang "if there's no one beside you when your soul embarks, i will follow you into the dark"

So if Butch/Amy hollowed me out, this one knocks me in the teeth and guts me. YES. YES. THIS IS THEM. These courier dorks will follow each other to the very ends of earth, to hell and back again, will be by each other's side till the very end and beyond. They die by each other's side. Literally. It doesn't matter what happens this two are soulmates eternally devoted to each other.

They are "I love you in this life and when I'm someone else entirely" and "I love you when you burn down the world", "I love you when you're a monster", "we're monsters together".

Leo/MacCready/Hancock

[ love as gentleness after a lifetime of cruelty ] when ocean vuong said "sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you've been ruined" and when pablo neruda said "like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar" and when anais mitchell wrote "all i've ever known is how to hold my own, and now i wanna hold you, too”

crying, actually crying

This is the boys. This is the boys all the way. They're all so fucked up and hurt and love each other so much, and yeah they're TENDER. When I think of Leo/Hancock it's such gentle touches and adoring looks and holding each other gently. It's softly spoken words. It's staring into each others eyes. Mac/Leo is sharing the weight of a trauma, it's defending the other to the other, it's giggles and warmth by the fire as they help the other unwind. Hancock/Mac is camaraderie. It's being debaucherous fools who wind up holding each other. It's having their arms wrapped around each other and laughing.

Hopefully there will be a pt.2 with more members of the quartet (Sunshine/Half Pint/Deacon/Danse) (ik ik ik trust me it WILL work even if I forget why sometimes) (we've gone to crackship hell and we WILL radicalize Danse). Maybe for Mae/Takeshi? Maybe for Mae and someone else? A lot maybes.

[daxwritesstories]

The Game: Chapter 35

Jayce's P.O.V [M/M]

The day started out fairly normal for Jayce. He got up early and went to eat breakfast by himself, then he took a walk around the hotel to see the nature and wildlife in the area. It was a nice, relaxing morning for him.

Then, on his way to lunch, he ran into Zoe. That was when he knew the day was about to get a bit more interesting.

The blonde greeted him and politely asked how his day was going. After he answered she immediately turned the conversation to the juicy stuff.

"Congrats on getting with Max!" she said. "I know he rejected you before but I'm glad he gave you another chance."

"Yeah, me too," Jayce replied, wondering how she knew about that. Zoe seemed to know about all the drama that happened with their classmates so it wasn't too surprising. Still, he didn't remember telling anyone besides Xavier.

"You know, I was thinking Max could have a chance at winning my game now," Zoe went on. "No one thought he was going to score any points since he wasn't even trying."

Jayce almost felt offended by that. He knew most people didn't like Max all that much because of his attitude but he was still hot. Plus he knew what he was doing in bed so he had the experience.

"I mean, he probably wasn't trying because there's no prize," Jayce argued.

"Oh but there is!" Zoe corrected him. "You have no idea what I have in store." The blonde bounced up and down with excitement.

Jayce couldn't help but laugh. He was pretty sure that Zoe didn't even know what the prize was yet but he knew she'd never admit it.

"So who's winning anyway?" Jayce asked out of pure curiosity.

Zoe responded with a wide smile and she reached into her back pocket. "Let me just get out my handy-dandy notebook!" She produced a tiny notebook and flipped through the couple pages. "Let's see here... Naomi is winning. By a lot," she concluded. She turned the notebook around so Jayce could see.

Looking at the page, Jayce could see that Naomi had at least a four point lead on everyone else. It was certainly impressive. Although Jayce couldn't help but wonder how many of those points were from Zoe.

"So, are you sure you don't want to play?" Zoe asked, batting her eyes.

Laughing a bit, Jayce shook his head. "I'm good. Do you really think Max will keep trying to get points from me?"

"Don't you want him to?" the blonde asked.

"Well... yeah."

Zoe started giggling and reached out to pat him on the arm. "See, Jayce, you get it. That's the whole point of this game after all," she said with a wink.

Jayce giggled too. He could have guessed that was why Zoe came up with the idea. What other reason did you need?

"Lucky for you," Zoe continued. "I know Max to be very competitive and if you'll be easy points for him, I don't see why he wouldn't take advantage of it."

For some reason that excited Jayce. He really didn't mind being used for points if Max was the one using him. Plus it would be a great excuse for them to have sex more.

Jayce blinked a couple times, suddenly getting an idea.

"What?" Zoe asked, noticing his expression change.

"Nothing, just... thinking," Jayce replied.

"About Max?" The blonde tilted her head to the side.

"Yeah." Jayce began to wonder where Max might be. He was probably still in their room since he didn't have any plans, at least not any that he told Jayce about. He needed to go check.

Jayce glanced at Zoe again and tried to think of a way to end the conversation. He was sure she wouldn't mind but he didn't want to be rude.

"Um.. I gotta go," he said, unable to come up with an excuse.

"Okay," Zoe said with a nod.

Jayce gave her a thankful smile and started speed walking away.

"I can see why Max likes you!" Zoe called after him. Jayce didn't bother responding, determined to get back to the room.

When he got there, he impatiently unlocked the door and walked into the room. He was happy when he saw Max lying on his bed, listening to music with his headphones.

The blonde looked up when Jayce walked in and pushed one side of the headphones behind his ear to speak.

"Hey."

"Do you wanna play Pokemon?" Jayce asked immediately.

"Uh, sure?" Max replied, slowly removing his headphones completely.

Jayce nodded and turned on the Nintendo Switch he had hooked up to the TV the other day. He brought the console with him so he would have something to do if he ever got bored but he only had the chance to play it once so far.

He sat down on the floor, leaning against the foot of his bed, which was the one closest to the TV. Max's bed was closer to the table and chairs.

Max joined him on the floor and Jayce passed him the controller.

"It's one-player so I'll just watch you," he said as the blonde took the controller in hand.

Without saying anything, Max started up the game. They both watched as the title screen loaded, Jayce smiling with excitement. He wanted to watch Max play through the whole game but he knew he wouldn't be able to sit still for very long.

They ended up getting pretty far into the game. Max managed to beat the first gym with Jayce cheering him on the whole time. Even though it was the taller boy's playthrough, Jayce couldn't help backseat gaming a bit, telling him where to go and which Pokemon to put on his team. Max took all of his suggestions without argument though.

Eventually, Jayce began to grow a bit restless. He began staring at Max more than he was watching the game and soon his suggestions stopped completely.

"So which type is the second gym again?" Max asked.

"Huh?" Jayce replied, dazed.

Max looked over at him, noticing the sudden lack of instruction. "The second gym," he repeated.

"Um.. water," Jayce answered. He luckily knew the game pretty well since he'd played it a couple times before.

"Are you getting tired of watching me play?" Max asked with a laugh.

"Mm kinda," Jayce said, snuggling up to the taller boy's shoulder.

"Okay, we can stop after I beat this gym," said the blonde.

As much as Jayce wanted Max to keep playing, he was running out of patience. He knew he couldn't wait that long. So he placed his hand on the controller and gently pushed it to the side. Max, still holding onto the controller, let him do it. He looked at him again, wondering what he was doing.

"What?" he asked.

Jayce didn't say anything. Instead, he rose to his knees and swung one of his legs over Max's to sit in his lap. The blonde stared up at him with an eyebrow raised, waiting to see what he was doing.

Knowing he was bad with words, Jayce opted to stay quiet. He summoned his courage and bent down to kiss Max.

The taller boy leaned into the kiss, immediately wrapping his arms around Jayce's waist. He pulled him even closer so Jayce's body was completely pressed up against his.

Jayce placed his hands on the blonde's neck, deepening the kiss. Max followed suit, craning his neck a bit to get closer. One of his hands slid up Jayce's back between his shoulder blades as he guided their lips open and closed. It made Jayce's heart flutter and all he could do was shallowly sigh into the other boy's mouth.

Max took the opportunity to slide his tongue into the other boy's mouth, massaging it against Jayce's. It felt so warm and soft and Jayce couldn't help but sigh again.

At some point Max broke the kiss to look at Jayce. "Why didn't you just say you wanted to make out?" he asked.

Jayce shrugged. "I'm not good with words."

Max smiled and squeezed him with the arm that was still at his waist. "That's okay. I just want to hear your voice." The blonde tilted his head to the side to kiss Jayce's neck, sliding his hand even further up to tangle it in Jayce's hair.

Jayce gasped in response and he felt Max briefly smile against his skin. The taller boy then licked a warm strip up to Jayce's ear, making him shudder.

Jayce was already embarrassingly hard but Max's tongue made it difficult for him to care. He jerked his hips forward a bit, causing Max to laugh into his neck.

"I didn't know you were this horny," the blonde mumbled.

"I didn't either," Jayce replied.

Max laughed again and moved his hands down to his crotch. He pushed Jayce's hips back a bit and started undoing his own jeans. Jayce gave him a questioning look, unsure of what he wanted to do.

"Lift your hips for a sec," Max said. Jayce obeyed and Max shuffled his pants down his legs a little. "Get yours out too," he ordered as he lazily jerked himself.

After scrambling to undo his jeans, Jayce pulled his dick out and looked to Max for further instruction.

Making intense eye contact, Max let drool fall onto his free hand. Jayce watched him attentively, mesmerized by the sight.

Max stopped stroking himself and grabbed Jayce's hips to pull him closer. Just as Jayce caught on to what he was doing, he wrapped his spit-covered hand around both their lengths. He slid his fist up and down, squeezing them together.

"Oh fuck," Jayce gasped.

Max bit his lip and wrapped his free hand around the back of Jayce's neck. He pulled him down so their foreheads were touching.

The eye contact suddenly felt too intense, making Jayce nervous. So instead he looked down to watch Max's hand jerking them.

"Do you like this?" Max breathed.

Jayce responded with a slight head nod, still just looking down. The blonde seemed to notice this.

"Can you look at me?" he asked.

Still nervous but wanting to make Max happy, Jayce took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. He tried to just focus on the feeling of Max's hand going up and down. The way it felt to rub against him. The friction.

Max rewarded Jayce with a tight squeeze that made both of them moan. Jayce jerked his hips forward again, wanting the blonde to go faster. The message got across and Max sped up his pace a bit.

It was just the right tempo to make Jayce whine desperately. Max smiled at him and tightened his grip on his neck.

"You sound so hot," he whispered.

Happy that he'd pleased the taller boy, Jayce let himself whine again. He felt Max get harder against him and he chanced a look down again. Max wasn't having it though, and pulled him into a kiss.

Jayce moaned into the taller boy's mouth and brought his hands up to stroke his long hair. He felt Max smile in response before pulling away. The blonde placed his thumb on Jayce's chin and gently pulled his jaw down. Jayce followed his lead, opening his mouth for him.

He kept his mouth open as Max slid his index and middle fingers into his mouth. Jayce just stared back at him, unsure of what he wanted him to do.

"Suck them for me," Max explained.

Jayce did as he was told, closing his lips around the digits and gently sucking at them. It seemed to turn Max on even more. The taller boy closed his eyes and started stroking them both faster.

Jayce closed his eyes too, enjoying the feeling. Until Max suddenly pushed fingers to the back of his throat, making him gag a little. Jayce's eyes shot open and his mouth began to water from the reflex.

Max just giggled and retracted his fingers. Jayce was about to ask what that was for but immediately understood when Max switched hands, using the drool as lubrication.

Panting and moaning, Jayce hunched forward and involuntarily jutted his hips a few times. Max smiled at him, an adoring look in his eyes. Jayce couldn't help but smile back.

Max kept moving his hand at a steady pace, occasionally squeezing a bit tighter to make Jayce whine.

Jayce was already unbelievably horny before they started, so it didn't take long for orgasm to build in the pit of his stomach.

"Unhh Max I'm– fuck," Jayce was cut off by his own gasp.

"Are you gonna cum?" Max asked, deviously tilting his head.

"Mhm." Jayce nodded desperately.

"Then cum for me, baby."

That sent Jayce over the edge and he came over Max's hand, accidentally getting it on both their clothes. He was about to apologize but was cut off by Max cursing breathlessly. He mumbled something about Jayce being hot and then came too. Jayce bit his lip in excitement as he watched, still a bit dazed from his own orgasm.

They both sat there panting for a bit. Eventually Max seemed to notice the mess they had made.

"Well now we have to change," he said with a laugh. He then brushed Jayce's hair out of his face and cupped his face with his face in his hands. "This is your fault," he teased.

Jayce smiled at him, as best as he could with hands on his cheeks. "Sorry," he mumbled.

Max just smiled and shook his head.

[sabineelectricheart]

Something Outside Their Standing Agreement [Pt. 2]

Summary: Yui deals with the feelings she caught along the way. Soya pressures her for a cinematic break-up.

Rating: K+ - Suitable for more mature childen, 9 years and older, with minor action violence without serious injury. May contain mild coarse language. Should not contain any adult themes.

Words: 2030

Notes: New year, old fic. Let’s go, people. BTW, Misaki is savage.

Yui has not fully sorted out her feelings yet, and it is starting to get humiliating.

It has been another month now, hers and Soya's fake dating ruse still going on, strong than ever. The boys, so helpfully, tease them relentlessly about it, as some start to get an inkling about her changing attitude towards him.

Now, she is standing alone, in the middle of a crowded club, a sea of partygoers in different stages of domain of their mental faculties crowding in a mass around her. It is not her usual scene, but it was Wisecrack Revolver’s best gig of the year and so she felt inclined to attend.

Everyone celebrating together as the music added to the effect. It can be nice, somewhat.

Yui has not talked or seen her fake boyfriend yet, having only exchanged glances with him during the show, and even then, Soya barely paid attention to her. His gaze was always on the person who stood two rows to her front.

She tried not to get too affected by it, but it did not help that when he began singing a love ballad. His eyes never searched for her, but for a particular light-haired girl.

So, imagine her shock when he suddenly appeared next to her in the crowded music venue. He was changed out of his show attire, his hair washed and dried of sweat and spray gunk, and his scent enveloping her.

"Congrats!" Yui yelled in his ear, making sure he heard she.

Soya smiled at her, waving a modest hand her way.

"Yeah, yeah. I don't care about that…" He tries to say before she interrupts the boy with a bear hug. "Uh...?"

She squeezes him. "I'm proud of you. Truly."

In the two months that she has known him so intimately, it seems impossible not to like the boy. She pulls away from him but lean in to give him a small kiss on the cheek.

Then Soya starts to laugh awkwardly, confused about what was going on with his tentative friend.

"Yui, no one's here to watch us. Have you drank too much, or…?" He questions, her expression turning into an awkward one at his words.

"No, I just… I mean, am I not allowed to do that? You… You've never made rules about that. I guess, um, well, I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable or anything." She stuttered, her mind blanking as he stares at her weirdly.

"I'm not uncomfortable, you just never do that." He chuckles, patting she on the shoulder. "Alright, I'm going to go find Wakana. She talked to me right before the show, y'know?"

"She did?" Yui asked, her heart skipping a beat.

Soya smiled like a fool in love, remembering the scene.

"Yeah. She told me good luck and all that. I think she was about to kiss me, too! But of course, I'm in a relationship." He says cheekily.

Before she could reply to his story, however, Takuya came over to where they are, with some girl in his hold. He immediately captured Soya in a hug, though it looked like he was drunkenly depending his life on the boy.

"Soya, dude, we fucking smashed it out there!” He celebrates, laughing loudly and gripping the vocalist’s shoulder. “Just a heads up, Wakana has been staring at you since the moment you stepped in."

"Alright love, I think you've had enough to drink tonight." The girl interrupts, wrapping a hand to support Takuya. "Congrats, Soya. I think you two can end this business soon. I overheard Wakana hushing to Naomi about you during the show. She seems pretty obsessed with you."

Soya smiles to himself, the idea of Wakana thinking about him for a mere second making him flush red. When the couple had left them both alone again, the girl turns to him nervously.

"Maybe we should kiss." Yui blurted, not even registering what she just said.

Soya leans his head closer to her as if he did not just hear she say those words.

"Pardon?" He asked, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

"Wakana is, uh, looking at us right now." She tells him, in the way of an explanation.

Her fingers begin to fiddle with each other, nervously picking at her nails.

"Are you okay with that?" He asks her, still having at least one decent bone in his body.

At this, Yui swears she is about to explode. In the foggy-lit concert venue, standing in front of Soya as the music intensifies. She nods once, twice, and when he does not respond; she is ready to assure him again that it was fine. Then, his lips are on hers, quick and gentle. She moves her hands to his chest, balancing him so that he does not topple over as he is leaning down to kiss her.

The kiss does not last long, because Soya does not want the girl of his dreams disappearing before he gets a chance to see her, but Yui, on the other hand, savour every second that his lips are placed on hers. When the boy pulls away, his expression is plain and unaffected. She, in turn, she is a blushing mess. Her cheeks warmed and her lips tingled when he pulled away.

"Is she looking?" Soya asked, keeping his gaze fully on his fake girlfriend.

Yui looked to the right where Wakana and Naomi stood.

"She, uh, she's looking. Do you think that worked, though? Or do you need another kiss?" She offers, stuttering.

She is so, so stupid for asking him that, but she still wanted his lips on hers, needing it to last longer than the first time.

Soya chuckled. "No, Yui, that was fine."

*_*_*_*_*

"I hate myself. I hate myself. I hate myself." Yui chanted, her head buried staunchly in her hands.

Naomi clicked her tongue and rubbed the back of her friend’s head, soothing her with her fingers.

"I'm sorry if I have rubbed it in your face with Wakana at the party." The older girl said, a pitying smile on her face. “I really did think that you wouldn’t mind, given your little agreement.”

The redhead girl found herself frowning deeper at his words, remembering how joyful Soya got when Takuya’s girlfriend informed him that Wakana was giving signs to Naomi.

“Yeah, I wish. I hate myself.” Yui bemoaned in response.

"I actually kind of expected this from the start." Misaki boomed in with her loud, sexy baby voice, not really making the matters any better.

They were lying in the roof, enjoying the rare winter sun, both Naomi and Misaki listening intently at her confession. Naomi was surprisingly calm, taking in her words slowly and letting it process at their own pace. Misaki, for her part, however, could not be smugger at her pathetic display.

She really could not be bothered about how she is currently asking two self-proclaimed love rivals for advice. Perhaps because, if she is loaded down at Wakana, she will not be a problem for them and their exploits. Is every student at St. Louis Academy as romanced-obsessed as this?

Yui needs new friends.

Not only was the girl Soya had been mooning over for a long time was now into him, but also the girl who agreed to fake-date him to get the girl he had been mooning over for years. To be concise, it was kind of a mess.

Precisely a week prior, Soya had started begging for a fake break-up. He wanted it to happen in front of Wakana, cue the screaming and the throwing things. Yui responded him by suggesting for them to hold it off for a couple days, make Wakana truly feel heavy with love for him. He agreed, after all, expecting it to happen soon.

Yui, on the other hand, had been reduced to a panicking mess. She opted to tell Naomi and Misaki about the situation, including the part about the deception, already growing stressed and the countless reminders from Soya to break up already.

"So, what am I going to do? He's asking to stage a breakup." Yui asked the two girls.

"Well, I’d say to follow your heart." Misaki paused, gathering his things as he got up from the couch. "If you want to tell Tatsuhara that you like him, then go do it. It’s probably going to end very badly for you, but you can try. If you want to keep it in until you've found your true match, you can do that, too. It’s also going to end very badly for you, too, but what can you do? You’re old and ugly by now."

Yui rolled her eyes, resenting the usual remarks, but not feeling like arguing endlessly with the girl, who is just one year younger than herself.

"What do you say, Naomi?" She elected to say, instead.

"Hm, well, it is quite a confusing choice for you, but I know you'll be able to figure this out." Naomi smiled, like she gave any help at all.

"I never should've agreed with this arrangement. I thought I could fake it. Yeah, I guess I could. Until I fell in love." Her words made the two boys suddenly jerk in surprise.

Just then, the steel door that led to the roof opened. In came Soya Tatsuhara and Wakana Shintani, looking like a better couple than she did with him. Not that they ever were a real one.

Yui could not help but to grimace at the sight of them. Soya was laughing loudly, his uniform unkempt and messy as always. Considering the late hour, Wakana must have been watching the Wisecrack Revolver practice if she is still with him.

At this, Naomi and Misaki quickly stood up, Naomi pecking Yui a gentle kiss on the forehead and Misaki giving her a pair of thumbs up, the pair following along away with Wakana. It gave her at least some relief, waving them goodbye.

Soya caught her eye, his cheeks red and his mouth never stop grinning. He bid Wakana goodbye, then, telling her that he is going to chat with his girlfriend.

When he finally does plop down beside her, his face does not change. He looks amazing, as always. His hair messy and the top of his dress shirt unbuttoned. He barely notices the frown on her, like he barely notices it when she is not handling things well.

"We need to break up, like now." He pressures her even further.

"Oh, I know. I think I've finally made a decision." Yui told him, her breathing changing due to nerves.

"What is it?” He asks, curious and excited.” Did you decide to do the big thing with the screaming and throwing things? Or will you just, like…?"

"No, I have made the decision to, um, tell you that I..." She trailed off, fiddling with her fingers.

The musician stared at her so intently that his expectant gaze burned holes into her skull.

"You should just tell Wakana already. I think the screaming and throwing things is a little unnecessary, and we’re probably get in trouble, too." Yui finishes, following through with her second choice.

She knew, deep down, however much she wanted to follow her heart, it would not be for the best. Soya does not want her, he wanted Wakana with his whole heart, and the plan worked so well that the girl was now eating off his hand. He did not want Yui at all, he wanted her just as far as his fake girlfriend, and who was she to ruin the plan? She does not want to overcomplicate things further.

"So, we're broken up?" He laughs, filling the space with beautiful echoes of his laugh.

Yui nodded. "Yeah."

Out of nowhere, Soya tackles her with a hug. His warmth, and probably post-practice sweat, enveloped her fully.

"I know we've done this a couple times, but this time I mean it. Thanks for... Everything, I guess." He mutters.

Yui smiles sadly. It is done.

"Maybe one last shopping trip?" She offers, wiping a single tear off her cheek quickly.

Soya chuckles. "Of course, but the burgers are on you."

*_*_*_*_*

Something Outside Their Standing Agreement Masterlist

Storm Lover Masterlist

[muguruzza]

So so proud of her. Great things to come 🔥💪🏽

[dreamkidddream]

congrats on 200!! :D

can you write #3 (the quote) for tanizaki (if it’s still free) ?? thanks!💗

I love me some Junichiro 🧡🧡 Reader is gender neutral!

TW: a little spicy/suggestive but nothing graphic or explicit is mentioned (honestly just think of like rated PG13 or something lmao), minor language

“How about a kiss?” with Junichiro!

“(Y/N) please don’t!”

“Hm, I don’t know Tanizaki. I think Naomi would want to hear about this.”

You almost felt bad for teasing your best friend/crush. Almost.

But when you discovered that he accidentally dropped Naomi’s piece of cake that she’s been raving about for the whole week, you saw this as the perfect opportunity to mess with him. You just knew that she would be pissed and ready to draw blood at whoever touched it (you knew as she threatened both you and her own brother), so seeing that Tanizaki was the one at fault had you both breathing a sigh of relief and plotting something downright devious.

“Wait (Y/N) don’t tell her! I can run and get her another one!”

“Don’t you think that she’ll notice? And that was the last one until they make some more tomorrow, and she’s planning on eating it today because it’s the weekend! Before you ask, there is no way in hell I’m taking the blame. Didn’t you see her eyes when she told us about the cake? She had flames in them, Zaki. Flames!”

“I’ll do anything, just don’t tell her!”

“Anything?”

Tanizaki was this close to begging you on his knees to not say a word to his beloved sister, when he saw that look appear across your face. The look that will lead to nowhere good, the look that dropped him even deeper into despair. He knew you long enough that that look was trouble.

He gulped.

He hated to see his sister upset, but was it about to be worth whatever you scheme you were planning? He asked himself that and already knew the answer.

Of course it’s worth it. If it means to keep a frown off of his sister’s face, then anything is worth it. Plus, he knew that you wouldn’t go overboard, you’re his best friend, one of the closest people to him (besides from Naomi of course), and someone that he is desperately in love with-

“How about a kiss?”

He nodded his head, all excited and relieved. Then he fully processed your words and nearly choked.

A kiss?! From him?! Is he dreaming? Is this all really happening? Now he’s not exactly a newbie when it comes to kissing, but with you, it’s different, he wants it to be different, because you’re different. He doesn’t think that he ever felt like this before with anyone but you (as cliche as it sounds, but it’s true!), so he doesn’t want to waste this opportunity on something silly like this...

“A-a k-kiss?! Really?”

“Mhm, I don’t see why not.”

But seeing the way that your eyes are shining with mischief and how you’re covering your mouth with your hand (are you laughing at him?!)...

It made something snap inside.

And this might his only chance to ever do this, and he will be damned if he misses it.

“Fine.”

You were too busy trying to gauge his reactions and not throw up your lunch to really understand what he said. “Huh?”

“I said fine! If that’s what it takes to keep Naomi happy and if it means I can finally kiss you then fine! I accept!”

“W-wait Tanizaki! I was just playing-“

He was getting too close for comfort, trapping you against the wall (is he kabedoning you?! Where did this confidence comes from?!), your arms paralyzed in the air, torn between keeping them at your sides or locking them behind his neck, bringing them in closer. “But that’s what you want, right? If that’s what it takes, then so be it.”

You really were just joking, somewhat. Of course you wanted to kiss him, his lips are on your mind at an alarming rate throughout the day, but you didn’t want to blackmail him into it. You would have never thought that he would actually agree to it! Is he really okay with this?!

“Tanizaki, you don’t have to do this seriously! I don’t want you to do anything you’re not okay with!”

“Oh but I am okay with this.”

“But-“

You didn’t have time to even think of what to say.

Tanizaki is kissing you. Your longtime crush, the guy that you’re deeply in love with, is kissing you.

And damn is he a good kisser.

You felt your eyes slide shut and your arms lock around his neck as he dropped his arms and wrapped them around your waist, bringing you closer and deepening the kiss. The time you spent imagining this moment was nothing like the real thing, this was much better. You started to doubt that he had this side to him, that he only reserved this type of intensity for whenever his sister when she’s threatened, but you were more than happy to be proven wrong. To be the one bringing this out of him has your head spinning.

You could even feel his tongue swiping at your bottom lip, his hand sliding lower-

Someone cleared their throat.

You both jumped away when you turned and saw Naomi standing in the doorway, eyes narrowed and face flushed, tapping her foot against the floor.

Shit.

Well, this is awkward.

The twins have shown how protective they are of each other, and you don’t think she’s okay with the fact that you’re making out with her older and only brother.

“O-oh hey Naomi”, you wanted to laugh when you heard his voice crack, but you kept it in after seeing her scowl. “What are you doing home s-so early?”

“They got done with the case early and said I was good to go”, she gritted through her teeth. “And I was ready to eat my cake but my appetite has been spoiled after seeing you shove your tongue down (Y/N)’s throat!”

Oh boy, this is really awkward. You didn’t even begin to know what to say. Your mouth just constantly opened and closed, gaping like a fish. But it seemed that you didn’t have to worry about it as she stomped away, huffing and puffing.

“Whatever! The only thing that’s saving you two from me is the fact that you finally confessed! Geez, I don’t have to keep hearing about ‘what if they don’t like me back’ or anymore of this lovestruck stuff. I gush over people too, but even you guys were giving me a headache with how pitiful you guys were.”

Okay, being read by her was not expected, but you guessed you deserved it, and on the plus side, it seemed that you weren’t alone in your romantic struggle and she accepted it!

“I’m going to hang out with Haruno, you lovebirds call me when you’re done. Just don’t do anything in the kitchen or in my room, and please use protection-“

“NAOMI-“

“Kidding, notreallybye~”

She shut the door before Tanizaki could protest anymore. The air was tense, until you couldn’t hold it anymore. You burst out laughing, while he just tried to ramble out an apology/excuse until he cracked a smile at you.

“Well, Zaki? Wanna pick up where we left off at? I surely do.”

“YES! I-I mean”, he cleared his throat. “Only if you’re okay with that. But I wouldn’t mind too.”

“Lead the way.”

He grabbed your hand and gently lead you to his room at a quick pace, eager just as you are to continue.

Bonus:

It still amazes you at how quick Junichiro can change, one minute being able to steal your breath away and the next gently caressing you while whispering how much he adores you. Life is great with Junichiro by your side, both as a best friend and even better as a lover.

You both almost dozed off until you heard the door slam back open again.

“Juni, are you home? You have to tell me everything with what happened with (Y/N), minus the explicit details of course- wait. Why is my slice of cake IN THE TRASH!”

Both of your eyes snapped open. You’ve guys been so...occupied that you forgot to take out the trash. Whoops.

“Oh dear big brother, count your days.”

[askthedespairkids]

HQ bound, Nagata!

*The class gather at the landing area as the helicopter sets down*

Kobo: Heyooooo!! *He leaps off of the helicopter* Who’s missed me?!

Sadao: Naga-chan! *He zips past Kobo and hugs Ryuu*

E-easy now, Irunami-san, lemme get off the helicopter properly first!

Sadao: Huuuh? *He pokes Ryuu’s arm* Did you get buffer? Those definitely feel like muscles starting!

Amaterasu: *Suddenly behind Ryuu* Congrats on the strength upgrade. *Pats his head*

Nice to see you as well, Amaterasu-san.

Kobo: Oi, what about me?!

Don’t worry, *He pats Kobo’s back* Irunami-kun’s just messing with you. (Probably).

Mami: Indeed! We’re glad to have you back as well, Okanaya-kun.

Naomi: As long as you don’t-

Sly: *Approaching with Doi* Ah, it seems they’ve already arrived.

Kobo: Sly! When are you gonna spar with me!?

Naomi: -do that...

Sly: Later.

Kobo: *Grins* Fuck yeah!

Doi: ...are you actually gonna spar with him?

Sly: I think I might bruise his ego if I do.

Doi: Is that so?

Rina: *Bursts through Doi and Sly and runs at Kobo and Ryuu* You’re here!

W-wait, Rina-san- *She tackle-hugs the pair of them and nearly knocks them over*

Didn’t you only see them the other day...?

Rina: That doesn’t matter! I’m just happy they’re here! That we’re all here!

Naomi: Not everybody...where are Junpei-kun and Karma?

I passed by them on the way here. They said they’re dealing with refreshments for the party.

Naomi: By themselves...? They should’ve asked some more people to help out.

Tsukiko: Ah, do not worry. I’m sure the pair of them shall be plenty to deal with the workload.

Right. We’ll see them both later. For now, I think Kobo-kun and I should dump our stuff in our rooms.

Tomoe: Oh, I can send that stuff over for you if you want! It’ll be taken care of in a jiffy!

Kobo: Hell no, god knows where you’ll end up sendin’ it to!

Tomoe: For that, I’ll send your stuff into the ocean.

*A few of the classmates laugh at Kobo and Tomoe’s argument whilst Yuuki exits the helicopter on the other side, grabbing his bag as he tries to sneak around the group.*

Sadao: *Tackles him from behind* Saki-chan~! Where you think you’re going~?

Tsukiko: Oh dear, I hope you didn’t think you could sneak past us all without a proper greeting.

Saori: Rude, dude. Ooo~, love the man-bun as well!

Yuuki: H-huh? *A few of the classmates surround him, much to his surprise* Oh...thanks. I guess I kind of need it cut.

Naomi: You should keep it long. It looks good.

Yuuki: Oh...m-maybe I will. *His eyes glance to the side and he sees Sly off to the side, Sly nods at him and he smiles back and chat away with the group*

*Standing a few steps behind the crowd, avoiding looking directly at Yuuki or Sly*...

Watanabe-chan? Aren’t you gonna say hi to him?

Oh...later on, I will. I’m sure he’s tired from the journey.

Sly: *His eyes pass over Maemi and he sighs*

Doi: Sly-san?

Sly: Nothing. Don’t worry about it.

[claraoswaldfics]

Halloween Night

The throbbing in her neck was the first thing Clara noticed as she woke up. The second was that she was naked. What had happened last night?

As she pushed her fringe out of her face, she noticed a trail of clothes winding their way from the door to her bed. Heels, jumper, skirt. She lifted the covers, where she discovered her bra and underwear, neither of which were still on her body. But strangest of all were the orange knee-socks on the unoccupied pillow beside her. Were they hers?

On her bedside table, her phone announced it had finished charging. That should have taken it about one and a half hours, so either there had been a power cut last night, or someone else had recently plugged it in for her. Clara looked at the screen and saw on it a message from her flatmate, Priya.

“Noticed a redhead sneaking out of your room this morning. Congrats on losing your gay virginity!” Dozens of emojis followed; huge blocks of pride flags and fireworks lit up her screen, then the message continued, “Not going to tell the group chat until you’re ready of course, but girl, I am going to need all the deets!”

There may have been more to the text, but it was then that Clara noticed the date. November first. Suddenly it all came rushing back.

 It was Halloween at Glitz.

The club itself had been dwindling for a while now and most of the cool young people had probably moved away to venues that were more ‘hip’ or ‘fresh’. The fact that Clara assumed that was still the lingo was part of why she still came to Glitz. Not often, granted. It was strictly on an annual basis now. An ersatz tradition dating back to their university days (back when they’d all briefly experimented with paganism) to dance at this increasingly outdated, overpriced discotheque every 31st of October.

Even in the rain

Clara was as usual the first to arrive. It wasn’t so much that she was always early as everyone else was always late. The whatsapp group had assured her a few hours ago that they’d be there though, so there was still a chance (however small) that they were already inside.

She flashed her ID to the bouncer, who made a point of studying it. She was 26 now, old enough to appreciate being mistaken for someone younger, but still young enough to be impatient about the delay. Or maybe it was the costume that was holding him up. Thinking about it, it must be hard to tell if someone is who they say they are when they’re dressed as Velma Dinkley.

Ever since she’d gone for a more bob-like haircut, she’d been getting a lot of comparisons to the Scooby Doo character, so it was an easy decision to lean into it for Halloween. This didn’t mean it was an easy or cheap costume – Clara Oswald never did things by half, after all. She’d been nosing around high streets and second-hand shops the last two weekends putting it together. The orange jumper was baggy but sewn so as to give a good impression of her figure. The glasses made her eyes seem even wider, and combined with the freckles she’d drawn on took five years off her face. Surprisingly it was the little red skirt that had taken her the longest to find, only appearing in a last-minute lunch-break scrabble in Oxfam, and between it and the knee-socks, she was showing a lot more thigh than she was used to.

I mean it looks damn good, she thought to herself, but it isn’t half cold…

The bouncer finally nodded her through, and soon she was enveloped by the warm haze and pounding bass of Glitz. Maybe two dozen people were on the dancefloor, jumping and swaying to a song Clara was fairly sure had come out this year, but not one she knew the name of. I’ll dance at the next one, she thought, or maybe wait until the others get here.

It seemed that almost the moment she found a seat at the bar, her phone pinged. Naomi and Ellen weren’t coming. Apparently some couple had been trying to book their wedding venue out from under them so they were resigned to staying in and shouting down a phone all evening.

That wasn’t good. Those two were the lynchpin of all group planning. It was always worth going out with Naomi and Ellen because there would always be a story the next day. This was because the drunker they got, the more they’d dare the other, and those dares usually involved even more drinking. Clara had even had to bail them out once after they got arrested for shagging on a pool table.

But without them, the group dynamic fell apart. Priya loved nothing more than when a plan got cancelled. For her it was an excuse to shrug her bra off and fall asleep in front of the tv. Clara herself only owned two bras, one good but itchy and the other comfy but old, but Priya could have five littered around the living room at any one time. She’d hidden them on one occasion to encourage future tidiness.

And Emerald, the last of the group, Clara didn’t know particularly well. She knew they kept up with Yugioh (somehow) and read PG Wodehouse, but they’d joined the group in Clara’s last term at uni and she’d had her nose too deep in books to get to know her in any great depth. No doubt they’d have put a lot of effort into some anime costume, but if it was just her and Emerald left, they wouldn’t come.

Okay Clara, it’s not too bad. Shake it off, get a cocktail in you. This night could still go well.

The two pings of doom arrived before she was even halfway through her pina colada. Two more cancellations. Urgh. This calls for a consolation drink. And make it a pint this time.

It wasn’t even nine yet and it felt like the night was over. Clara sighed audibly. Such a shame, she thought. It’s my first Halloween as an out bi woman. This should have been like gay Christmas! I had all this Sapphic energy built up inside me tonight and I’m going to waste it fingering myself in the bath reading Jane Austen again. I’m even wearing the bi flag underpants Ellen got me for my birthday!

She’d been considering the idea of a second pint for around five minutes when she got a tap at her shoulder.

��Velma!”

A jolt of electricity raced up Clara’s spine. She knew that voice, didn’t she?

She turned around in her stool just as the lights above the dancefloor shifted. The woman behind her was briefly illuminated from behind, her face a shadow, but her hair a fiery red halo. Putting a hand in front of her face for a second, Clara took in the rest of her body; a purple dress and go-go boots. Her brain rushed to piece it all together, arriving at the costume before the face.

“Daphne?” She replied, weakly.

As the lights shifted again, Clara was blessed with another view of this woman, who was somehow more dazzling out of the spotlight. She stood imposingly tall, her soft moon-like face looking kindly down on Clara. Taken altogether with her vibrant red hair, Clara felt like she was looking directly at a solar eclipse, and one she couldn’t look away from.

“Hi, I hope you don’t mind. My Shaggy’s gone off with my Scooby.” The woman smiled apologetically. “Thought I might go and make some new friends and well… the costume…”

Clara blinked. In fact she blinked rather a few times. She was still trying to process the fact that an angel had descended from heaven right in front of her.

“I beg your pardon?”

The redhead explained herself again. Clara made a note to focus on what she was saying, which, she justified, involved looking at this woman’s lips a lot.

“I did a group costume with these two guys. One was Shaggy, one was Scooby; we thought we’d come here for the night, have a few drinks, have a few laughs, but instead,” the next part of the sentence involved turning her head to shout pointedly “they’re GETTING OFF IN THE TOILETS!”

Clara let out a nervous giggle. It was a good cover for the big red wave of excitation that was coursing through her body. There was something about the way her Scottishness had just announced itself in her voice that made Clara’s thighs shudder. That woman could shout!

“Shaggy and Scooby-Doo?” Clara repeated. “The dog and the dog owner?”

“Exactly!” she bellowed. “Isn’t that mad?”

“That is so mad.” Clara nodded. Agree with everything this woman says, she thought. If she asks you to rob a bank, do it.

“And after only one drink as well!” She continued, exasperated, “They. Are. Terrible!”

“I guess that’s why they call him Shaggy?” It was a weak joke, Clara knew. And I fumbled the delivery. But frankly the fact that I managed a straight sentence around this woman is a miracle. Managing a straight anything was a challenge, to be honest.

And she laughed! She laughed at my dumb joke! I made that sound come out of her! That brogue-y Scottish cackle! Oh this is the best feeling in the world!

“I know! And that dog will do anything for a Scooby Snack!”

God, me too, thought Clara, as she unleashed a laugh a lot less cool than she hoped she would.

Ahem.

“Can I get you a drink?” Clara asked, thankful she still had any rational thoughts left.

“Ooh, yes. Rum and Coke, please.” She smiled. Such a lovely smile. “Do you have a name, or should I just call you Velma all evening?”

“Only if I can call you Daphne” Clara replied with a grin, signalling to the barman. This was a bit of damage control. It was suave and flirty, but she’d missed the window to introduce herself properly, or find out this charming redhead’s name.

“Oh, you want to play that game, do you?” Clara braced herself for the next word, as the redhead’s lips formed around it. “Velma.”

Beads of sweat started to form under her jumper. It was then that Clara realised where she’d heard that sexy Scottish brogue before…

The kissogram from Naomi and Ellen’s engagement!

Six months on and I’m just as flustered.

The drinks came and Clara positively snatched hers off the table. As long as her mouth was occupied with alcohol, she had more time to think. And as always, Clara, try and play it off as glamorous and mysterious.

The more strategic side of Clara’s brain spoke up; so you know who she is, but she doesn’t know who you are. What does that mean? You know what she does for a living – is that an okay thing to bring up? Does the fact that she hasn’t recognised me yet mean my costume is too good…

…or was that kiss unmemorable?

She chanced a look. The woman in the Daphne costume was nursing her rum and coke, but her eyes were still fixed on her over the rim of her glass.

Right. So what if she didn’t remember that kiss. It was half a year ago and in her line of work she couldn’t be expected to remember everyone she’d ever kissed. Clara could hardly do that herself. What it meant was that Clara could make another first impression. A confident, in-control one.

“Miss Blake.” She congratulated herself on remembering that scrap of Scooby Doo trivia.

“Is that Daphne’s last name?” The redhead half-giggled. “I’m sorry, I haven’t watched Scooby Doo since I was a wee bairn.”

Aha! The strategic part of her brain roared into force again. I know more about Scooby Doo than her! I can leverage this to my advantage… somehow! Strategy brain realised it should probably shut up for a bit, and that the reason it had been allowed to think so long without interruption was because the rest of her brain was once again cooing at the Scottish turn of phrase.

“So why Daphne, then?”

“It was a group costume with a bunch of friends, but there were a few no-shows, you know?”

Clara made a gesture to the four people who were definitely not standing next to her “I do know.”

“Between you and me, I’d have quite liked to come as Velma.”

The seriously unstrategic part of Clara’s brain practically roared: Come into the bathroom with me! We can swap clothes right now!

She continued. “besides, what other characters are there to dress up as, as a tall ginger woman?”

Jessica Rabbit, said Clara’s brain.

“Jessica Rabbit” said Clara.

Oh shit, said Clara’s brain.

“Naughty” she chided. “But I don’t think so. Not two years in a row, anyway.”

Oh shit, said Clara’s brain again, but with purpose (and without vocalisation). This is definitely flirting! This could go well! I haven’t made an embarrassing mess of myself!

Tonight, I’m going to rock her world.

“Would you like to take a seat?”

High on her own hubris, Clara hadn’t noticed the seats either side of her were taken. Um…

“I’d love to.”

Sirens blared in Clara’s head as ‘Daphne’ draped one arm over Clara’s back and slid both her indigo tight-clad legs over Clara’s until she was Sitting! In! Her! Lap!

“Oh, you don’t mind, do you?”

In a moment, all of Clara’s newfound confidence melted and words stuck in her throat. Clara worried for a moment maybe her nose was bleeding, or her entire lower body had turned to steam, or worse, that her damn traitor face might be giving Amy some reason to stop sitting on her.

“Oh, not at all.”

THINK OF SOMETHING TO SAY!

“So…”

SOMETHING WITTY, FLIRTY AND MAYBE TO DO WITH HER COSTUME!

“Daphne…”

HERE WE GO! SHOOT YOUR SHOT!

“Would you like to get in the van with me?”

THE VAN???

“The van?”

“The um… the mystery machine.”

“Oh, the van from the show”

“Yes”

“So you want me to get in the Scooby Doo van with you?”

“Yes.”

“Do you have a van?”

“No.”

“But you just invited me to your van.”

“Yes.”

Clara blinked a few times while her brain rebooted.

“It’s a metaphorical van.”

“And what exactly is it a metaphor for?”

“I don’t know.”

“Truly, this is one mysterious machine.”

“…Yes.”

A few mortifying seconds later, her strategic brain came back online. As did her non-strategic brain. They both made this noise: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!

The Daphne impersonator slid her legs off Clara and stood crouched at eye-level.

“Look, can I propose something?” asked the redhead “Instead of you trying to entice me out of the club, into a dirty alley, and into the back of your metaphorical van, why don’t we just get a taxi back to my place?”

Clara fell off her seat.

“Oh my God, your little flustered face!” She belly laughed. “Oh we are going to have such a lot of fun tonight! Come on, Clara.”

Their hands touched as the redhead reached down to help her up. In all future memories of this moment, it seemed to Clara like she was in Michelangelo’s The Creation of Adam. Any hints of the reality, that a wide-eyed, shakey-legged sex-addled Scooby Doo cosplayer was being picked off the floor of a bar, were quickly purged from her mind by a greater realisation.

“You know my name.”

“Of course I do. I don’t get to snog many girls in my line of work.” She winked “And I make a note of the cute ones. I’m Amy.”

Clara nearly fell to the floor again.

But Amy kept her on her feet, one arm pulling her whole body to her.

“How about we get you into that taxi, I let you calm down for a little bit, and then you and I can get to know each other, okay?”

A sigh of relief from Clara; this was going well at last!

“Okay.”

“And then after that we can make out a little and I’ll put my hands up your jumper, sound good?”

“Oh God yes.”

 END OF PART 1

[princessniquane]

Our Little Secret

Authors note: I love Renee so there’s no hate this is just FICTION!

Dean Ambrose/Reader

Warnings: mentions of cheating, fingering

And here is your winner and still WWE Women's Champion (Y/n),” Lillian Garcia announces as the referee gives me my belt amd raises my hand. It was a hard battle against Naomi for this championship. She is a hard worker and I love her and I couldn't be anymore proud of her.

There were a number of congratulations from both men and women superstars backstage and I appreciate it but the adrenalin is wearing off. In the corner of my eye I seen Dean and Renee walking towards me. And that has it coming back ten fold with my heart beating faster.

As they get closer I put on a tired smile. She lets go of his hand and pull me into a hug and we exchange kisses on the cheek. "That was awesome girl congrats!" She says giving me a tight smile. I don't know what that is about.

"Yea congratulations Pocahontas." Dean says interrupting me. He was using the name he gave me at the Halloween party last year when I showed up as her. I guess it kind of stuck because it doesn't annoy me anymore. Even though I punch Dolph everytime he calls me that.

He completely ignores the glare she throws his way. He puts an arm around my shoulders and kisses my temple.

"You alright?" He asks me.

I'm just stuck in place. Like. What. The. Hell. What's up with the tension with them? Its really uncomfortable.

"Um...yea I just need a hot shower. So imma just go. I’ll see you guys later." I say.

Being that close to Dean when he is smelling that good, is not a good idea when Renee is around. I mean I didnt exactly lie but I am starting to feel the aches from the match. Plus the heat between my legs is starting to ache. I quickly leave to my private locker room.

Before I grab my things for a shower there's a knock on the door. I open it to reveal Xavier for New Day.

"Um hi?”

"Hey I um...just wanted to know if you wanted to go celebrate later. You know. Since that was a big win. Keeping the championship and all." He smiles.

"Yes it was a big win. Keeping the championship and all. But I think i'll sit this one out. My body aches and I'm a bit exhausted. I just want to relax tonight ok. Thanks but maybe next time." I politely decline.

"Sure. Of course." He says sadly. I feel really bad saying no but Alicia Fox walks by and his eyes are glued to her ass. "Um well. Enjoy your relaxation amd goodnight." He adds quickly before following Foxy.

I roll my eyes and close the door and make my way to the shower. As I let the water get to the right temperature I take my hair out of the fishtail braid. I brush it out and get under the water and washing my hair.

As I begin to wash my body thoughts of a certain superstar invade my mind. I shouldn't be thinking about him, he's in a relationship for god sakes! But that never stop me before. I try to shake the thoughts of him out of my head but they keep coming back. The secret kisses, the touches, the sex. Oh god the sex!

Just thinking about those times the heat between my legs start to feel hot. Or maybe that's just the shower. I slide two fingers down between my lips. Even though I have my own locker room I bite my lip to keep from moaning.

I picture soft lips kissing up my chest and sucking on my neck. My fingers through soft dirty blonde locks pulling as he bites down harder. Opening my eyes to see ocean blues looking down softly at my (your eye color).

My fingers rub my clit slowly then goes back to my core. Slowly in and out my fingers go as I throw my head foreward against the shower wall moaning. I thought I felt a presence behind me but i was too wrapped up in my sultry daydream to notice.

I moan once again until i feel an arm wrap around my waist and the other where i'm working my fingers. I quickly open my eyes and look back but I don't stop my movements. Whether this is a daysream or not I don't want to stop. He looks at my parted lips and back to my eyes asking permission. I nod my head yes because I don't trust my voice at the moment.

Just like the other times when our lips touched it felt like fireworks. The fire, the heat in the kiss was electric. It was like fire to wood wood to fire, burning. He moves my hand and start to rub my clit fast but doesn't stop kissing me. I moan against his lips as I clutch on to his shoulders to steady myself.

"You like that baby?" He whispers. "You like it when it touch you darlin, my Pocahontas." he says as he bites my ear lope and puts our forheads together and looks in my eyes.

Despite my oncoming orgasm I try to push him off. He shakes his head as if reading my mind he pulls me tighter to his body. "Enjoy this baby. I can feel your pussy tightening around my fingers. You know you want to. Otherwise you wouldn't be so close to cumming. Now would you darlin?"

He was right. I never could resist when I'm with him. It was never like this with anybody else, just him. And right now just proves this. Damn it why does this feel so good. Fuck I'm about to burst!

"Let go baby,” he says in my ear and nibbles on it. He keeps moving his fingers inside of me during my release as I arch my back, he kisses my neck. He removes his fingers amd sucks on them as he keeps eye contact with me. He lifts an eyebrow at me as I let out an involuntary moan that comes out of my mouth.

He turns to leave but i grab his wrist stopping him. "Dean." I weakly call out to him. He turns back to me, cups my face, kiss me and leaves.

[linagram]

𝚎𝚒𝚔𝚘'𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝟸 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚜!

Prisoner 006, Yoshioka Eiko, is officially voted..

Guilty! (75%)

OKAY. OKAY THIS WAS. UNEXPECTED. i genuinely thought eiko is gonna be voted inno again?? :'D like i actually tried to make her look more sympathetic when i wrote her mv, like "hey ik she dismembered a guy but look. she was struggling okay" and i thought her vd would also show that side of her and. WOW.

and as you can probably guess from that, her trial 2 canon verdict was supposed to be innocent, which is so funny to me bc her season 1 canon verdict was actually supposed to be guilty so it's like. we got a completely opposite version of the canon route jdkslssl.

so uhhh congrats eiko, you're the second official member of the t2 guilty squad! and who knows what's gonna happen to naomi..

[danwhobrowses]

WWE are wasting their Women’s Revolution (Rant)

Spoilers for the 07/27 WWE Raw Show

before I start this rant I’d like to preface that this is not against the women wrestling for WWE, this is mainly directed at the booking. Because god damn, Asuka deserved better than that. Remember when Asuka was a dominant force? Undefeated in NXT, Inaugural WRR Winner and Sole Survivor. It feels wrong that she would have yet another short title reign for the benefit of a story that didn’t need it. And I get it, WWE wants to prolong the Bayley/Sasha feud because Summerslam is no longer held in Sasha’s home turf, but the means and the result of this match have basically put a nail in the coffin regarding WWE’s views on Women’s booking. The Women’s Revolution to them is just a novelty, something they can bring up to pepper some views. Evolution was only made because their Saudi Shows banned the women’s wrestlers and even when it was a huge success they shy from having another (or by having the match the fans want to main event actually be the main event). It worked in their favour when they could tout anything as ‘historic’ but the aftermath had always been disappointing. Case in point: Becky Lynch wins both Women’s Championships at Wrestlemania. Becky 2 Belts lasted a month, which was ridiculous because it meant Becky never got the chance to defend both successfully before dropping it again to Charlotte and entering the Lacey Evans 3-month void (plus the Baron Corbin vacuum) that stifled all her momentum, not to mention that her matches were back to back and after the WMITB meaning that the card was completely stacked against her compared to the men’s title who had their match before the Men’s MITB. The fact that Becky barely got this time in her historic achievement also makes me feel upset about Bayley and Sasha being double champions, if you’re just gonna give every horsewoman 2 belts and have them hold it longer than her then why not just spit in her face and be done with it? Double Champions suddenly became a big deal again because Becky paved the way but she (and Keith Lee really, they pulled a Warrior with him, also I know Paige had a similar deal before but WWE’s new wave of obsession with double champs came after Becky) had the least time to do anything with it. While Sasha has been due a singles title run we all were happy with it being her usurping Bayley, waiting for Chekov’s Gun to fire. But in their delay WWE have either inadvertently or intentionally put Bayley and Sasha under the only spotlight for the women. People can complain how AEW have a weak division (weakened further by Injuries to fan favourites and COVID limiting travel to great wrestlers who have a lot more to give) but at least they’re trying to focus on other feuds outside of the champion, it bodes poorly when every women’s title in the main roster is held by the same people. And what other storylines do we have outside of the Boss n Hug vortex? Shayna and Nia stiffing each other? Wow I’m sure Kairi will breathe a sigh of relief that it isn’t her, Naomi making chicken salad out of a Lacey feud? Fans literally had to force booking’s hand. Before this prolonging we had some great potential in the return of the IIconics, a Ruby Riott solo run, Bianca Belair breaking into the roster, Sonya killing these promos with a great Mandy storyline, Liv Morgan’s proving ground, Tamina giving herself a new gimmick and getting it over on Social Media, and then what happened? All of them have just fell into the undercard, some even off the map! If you’re not feuding with Bayley and Sasha it seems unlikely that the women have a spot on the show. And this isn’t the women’s fault, you could see it in the finish. Asuka and Sasha were having a banger of a match again only for it again to be marred with a shitty finish. Kairi chases Bayley so she can’t run interference, and when Asuka has a chance to win, she’s distracted by the tron showing Bayley beating on Kairi and then having Asuka willingly abandon her title match to come to her aid. On one hand you can say Asuka prioritized her friend over her title, but this shouldn’t have even been a dilemma to begin with, despite no interference Bayley interferes with the match, Asuka has no champion’s advantage despite the Extreme Rules no contest because ‘reasons’, Kairi keeps Bayley occupied so Asuka could win fairly and she still abandons the match. Asuka looks like a goof and it’s twice as bad because it was really in vain, we all knew that Kairi was being written out of WWE. This makes neither woman look strong either, Sasha wins her first solo title in 3 years...by count out. Asuka loses the title she earned winning the WMITB and being a stalwart for WWE in the empty arena era...to a count out. Sometimes it really does feel like Becky is the only one in WWE that believes in Asuka anymore because that was shit, no great payoff and it just stinks of Bruce Pritchard’s archaic booking of women.

The Revolution WWE love to claim they listen to the fans about is in its worst shape yet and if Vince McMahon wants to make new stars he’s gonna have to give these stars time and exposure outside of overexposing Bayley and Sasha, because the heat is hitting a similar threshold as Charlotte as NXT Champion was and that is not a good thing. Congrats to Sasha I guess, but I am hoping that this age of ‘Baysha All Straps’ will come to a quick and grinding halt and the titles can be spread out so more women’s storylines can sprout from it...Is Ember Moon healthy yet?

[applepienation]

for your event 👉👈 from the cake asks, victoria sponge and cinnamon? 🥺 congrats on 100 justine babie mwah 🥺♥️

Victoria sponge: Favourite accessory?

my stud earrings!! full explanation here 💖

Cinnamon: Describe your aesthetic

i really don’t know what’s my aesthetic but i guess, i have some 90s vibes in me when it comes to clothing?? HSJKSAHS full explanation here :>

send me an ask from the list of games posted in my event!!

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AHHH HI NAOMI I MISSED YOU!!! sorry i haven’t been dropping by lately shkjhshd :(( i would love to hear your answers to these questions!! you can reply or reblog if u want :> 💕

[ask-will-and-nico]

“Hm?” Naomi asked, pulling the roast out of the oven for dinner. “Did Carter do something else new?” Will shook his head. She finally looked up after she set the roast on the stove to sit. She saw the tears in both of their eyes, even though they looked happy. Her eyes trailed down to their intertwined hands and widened. “Oh my god,” she said. Will grinned and held his hand up to show off his new ring. “We’re getting married,” he said. Naomi’s face split into a wide grin and she laughed giddily, moving around the counter to pull them both into a hug. “Congratulations! I’m so happy for you!”

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Naomi turns with a knowing smile. Will holds out his hand, smiling so widely. "We're fiances!" he giggles, spinning around a little. "Let's see the ring," Naomi says, kissing Will's forehead. She nods at Nico, and he holds out his hand. She kisses his forehead, pulling him into a hug. "I know you'll take good care of him," she whispers. Nico thought he was done crying, but here come more tears. Naomi kisses Will again, ruffling his hair. "Congrats, you two. And Carter."

-

Nico can tell Naomi already knows, but she lets Will gush all he wants before pulling him into a hug. She admires the ring, giving Nico a hug, too. "They're beautiful. I'm really happy for you, two." She's tearing up a little, too, and Nico doesn't know what he did to deserve all of this. "Why's everyone crying?" Charlie asks, coming in through the screen door. He looks worried until Will shows him his ring. "Whoa," he says. "I wanna be the flower boy!" Beck says.

-/-/-

Nico laughed. Beck might have to compete with Percy’s kids for that. “I guess I really can’t have you now, hm?” Michael said with a laugh. “Congrats you guys. You didn’t have to make it so obvious you wanted me to back off.” Everyone laughed then, and Nico felt the rest of the tension roll off his shoulders. Lee gave him a crushing hug, and Nico felt himself laugh. He wasn’t sure when the last time was that he laughed so hard or smiled so much. “So when and where will the wedding be?” Michael asked. Nico shrugged. “On the beach?” He knew how much Will loved the beach, but Nico hated the idea of sand in his shoes.