#ft Jason hat

[shits-movin]

Happy Halloween weekend to all!! 🎃 👻 🔪

[r1z3n]

First, we must establish some things:

Because this is comic worlds therefore we have to at least establish canon and not canon, and much like comic artists and writers of the everyday past and present we gonna cherry pick what we like, and leave everything else behind. So Canon Divergent warnings apply.

READ MORE BELOW: (trying to be considerate to people's dashboards cause this got away on me lol)

There is the Justice League which members are Currently:

Superman - Clark Kent

Batman - Bruce Wayne

Aquaman - Arthur Curry

The Flash - Barry Allen or Wally West (You need to ask for the Flash you need, the Forensic [Barry] or the engineer [Wally])

Wonder Woman - Diana (Toria [Donna] will Alternate with WW but turned down a permeant position)

Captain Marvel - Billy Batson

Green Lantern - Hal Jordan (Again much like The Flash depends on who is need though)

the Martian Manhunter- J'onn J'onzz/ John Jones

Green Arrow - Oliver Queen

Cyborg - Victor Stone

Nightwing - Dick Grayson

--- This is where we really get into cherry picking ---

Then I think of loose canon of the Teen Titans and Young Justice meshing, making it more of what I've taken to calling

the First Titans:

Nightwing/Robin I - Dick Grayson

Flash/Kid Flash I - Wally West

Aqualad I -Kaldur'ahm (Retired)

Toria/Wonder Girl I - Donna Troy

Arsenal/Speedy I - Roy Harper

Starfire - Koriand’r

Miss Martian - M'gann M'orzz / Megan Morse

Superboy I - Conner Kent

It is important that we establish that in my world there was a divide for operations and code of conduct and charter writing which is the foundation for many non-for-profits which both operate as.

This did not get fixed or amended until well after Jason's death, meaning you know what happened if you ever survived a merger or simply existed in a space that restructured you know not everyone has actually read the updated documents.

Young Just Us is still a thing:

Red Robin/Robin III - Tim Drake

Wonder Girl II - Cassandra Sansmark

Superboy I - Conner Kent

Kid Flash II - Bart Allen

Arrowette - Cissie King-Jones (Retired)

Secret - Greta Heyes (Retired)

Empress - Anita Fite

The Outlaws: [as of right now the Outlaws are outside the oversight of JL and therefore outside being able to readily use JL or FT resources like medical easily without a lot of flexibility that they can do but why would they]

Red Hood - Jason Todd

Starfire - Koriand’r

Arsenal - Roy Harper

Artemis - Artemis of Bana-Mighdall

Bizarro

So those are the established teams, I am running with right now. There are likely auxiliary teams in the future I will make when the story suits. (hats off for how much canon I have to choose from)

On that note Batfamily:

Important Ages to Note:

Alfred Pennyworth (-Wayne) - Pretty sure has beef with Ra about giving immortals a bad name, and I will not be taking critique on this.

Bruce Wayne - 26 (when he became Batman),

Dick Grayson - 10 (Robin I), 18 (Nightwing)

Cassandra Cain - 8 (when she ran away from her father), 17 (Batgirl II)

Jason Todd - 12 (Robin II), 15 (when he died), 18 (Red Hood)

Stephanie Brown - 15 (when she became Spoiler), 17 (when she was Robin IV), 18 (Batgirl III)

Tim Drake - 13 (Robin III), 17 (Red Robin)

Duke Thomas - 17 (Signal)

Damian Wayne - 11 (Robin V) Current Ages:

Bruce Wayne - 42

Dick Grayson - 26

Cassandra Cain - 21

Jason Todd - 21

Stephanie Brown - 20

Tim Drake - 19

Duke Thomas - 18

Damian Wayne - 13

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Also because I worked hard on it: BEHOLD THE BAT SUCCESSION

Dick Grayson, Robin I, Nightwing I, Batman II (Defunct)

Barbara Gordon, Batgirl I, Oracle

Cassandra Cain, Batgirl II, The Orphan, Batman III.

Jason Todd, Robin II, Red Hood, Batman IV.

Tim Drake, Robin III, Red Robin, Nightwing II.

Duke Thomas, Signal I, Red Robin II, Batman V

Stephanie Brown, Robin IV, Spoiler, Batgirl III

Damian Wayne, Robin V, Nightwing III, Batman IV.

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Also it is important that I make this clear:

Bruce is not winning any dad of the year awards in my sandbox. He has his good moments, but he also has his bad. He is imperfect that in different time and perspectives is either refusing to change or has decided to be be better. So there will be what many call 'bad dad bruce', but there will also be 'good dad bruce' cause the batfurry is complex like that. I like playing with characters like that. So you are forewarned.

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Tags to Watch if you want more of this:

#No one but a Robin gets to decide Robin

#riz's bat family canon

[hit-song-showdown]

Year-End Poll #65: 2014

[Image description: a collage of photos of the 10 musicians and musical groups featured in this poll. In order from left to right, top to bottom: Pharrell Williams, Katy Perry, John Legend, Iggy Azalea, OneRepublic, Jason Derulo, Magic!, Meghan Trainor, Ariana Grande, Sam Smith. End description]

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As mentioned in the previous poll, we're now seeing streaming services like Spotify taking over music consumption. Much like how Billboard had to adapt to individual retail sales in the 1950's, MTV rotation in the 1980's, Nielsen SoundScan in the 1990's, and YouTube views in the early 2010's, Spotify streams are now going to be incorporated more into Billboard's charts, with their album charts adapting to this shift in late 2014.

But before we welcome in another chart, 2014 is the year we'll also have to say goodbye to one. It feels like just yesterday we were talking about the rise of the ringtone. But as musical ringtones were starting to fall out of favor in the general public (with streaming people were growing accustomed to no longer having to pay 99 cents for a song -- they weren't going to pay 2 dollars for a snippet of one), Billboard's ringtone charts were retired in 2014, with Taylor Swift's Shake It Off as the final number 1 ringtone in America.

In 2014, we're seeing the continuing rise of retro-inspired production, with the neo soul of Pharrell Williams' Happy, the doo-wop pastiche of Meghan Trainor's All About That Bass, and the funk elements of Ariana Grande's Problem. And with Jason Derulo's Talk Dirty sampling its hook from Balkan Beat Box's Hermetico, it seems like this was a pretty good year for brass samples. Also fun fact about Happy, apparently that song was Pharrell Williams' tenth attempt at writing a song for the Despicable Me 2 soundtrack. Sadly, we will never hear those other 9 versions. Or else I would have put all of them on this poll.

Speaking of musical influence, we're also starting to see trap starting to rise in mainstream popularity. Trap music is a style of rap originating out of the southern hip-hop scene, notable for its 808 drums, snares, and triple-timed hi-hats. The origins of the style can be traced back to the 1990's during the rise of southern rap, with many trap acts coming out of Atlanta and Memphis. In fact one of the guest rappers on today's poll, Juicy J on Katy Perry's Dark Horse, is one of the pioneers of this style with his group, Three 6 Mafia. While Three 6 Mafia is associated with a variety of subgenres (gangster rap, horrorcore, crunk, etc), the trajectory of trap music can often be traced back to them. I don't usually give out homework on these polls, so instead I will just strongly suggest that you check out Mystic Stylez if you haven't already. We'll have to wait a few years until we see the explosive growth of the modern trap movement in the mainstream.

[its-hai-time]

DID SOMEONE SAY BATMAN REC TIME?

Unpretty has some good ones, though my favorite is Wayne Manor, which explores the relationship between Alfred and the Waynes (plus some cool spy stuff).

Honestly, everything by husborth.

For a more lighthearted one, try a hat fashioned from tin foil which is more of an in-universe media fic about the mysterious death of Jason Todd. I said lighthearted, not fluff.

If you liked that in-universe stuff, then continue with oh, well imagine. It's about a union of goons (ft. Jason). That's it.

For more subtle worldbuilding, check out Old Blood. It's from the Penguin's POV and explores his train of thought as he deals with "new blood" in more than one way.

If you want MASSIVE worldbuilding, then you can't go wrong with Kieron_ODuibhir. They literally built what life on Earth-3 could be like, with the main plot focusing on the Jokester. If you're interested in the OG universe interacting with that one, then his fic And a Cup of Good Cheer! is for you. You don't need to have read the other fics to understand what's happening in that one.

Fic about the Drakes and their messy family? Go for Shut Eye.

Fic about Dick's manipulative side (affectionate)? Try Some Men Fall From Grace, Some Are Pushed.

And for extra Dick psychology, then birdsong is ideal.

I've been keeping this one in my inbox to save it but I may as well release it and ask for more recs from more followers too.

[berylcluster]

"I hate it when we argue." — Jason

⊰ DOMESTIC BICKERING MEME ft. LEE SHAW ⊱

➫ LEE and Jason had just finished storming a warehouse owned by some underground fuckhead who kept girls there for sex trafficking. Something they could finally agree on, a mission they could take on together without the government or some other entity hanging over their heads about it. Get in, fight hard, make a mess, whatever; they hadn't done anything like this for so long, could hardly work together for more than a conversation. But once it was said and done, the bad guys laying in various spaces around the place, clearly dead, here they sat, adrenaline pumping through their bodies, the pre-fight high was the best kind. The girls had been released, Shaw reached into his pocket to call the authorities for help but Jason had talked him out of that, not without a back and forth which just lead them to a yelling match again.

They were stubborn, their worlds were so similar yet different. Lee had an obligation to the military, but lately he had been struggling with duty and loyalty. Lee was once a figurehead for his division, suddenly he was being shoveled off to backwater missions because he asked too many questions. Jay had been his ... something before the transition and he could blame himself for the way things fell out between them, too wrapped up in the accolades, not listening to the real problems, defending the wrong people. It amounted to nothing in the end, and a fraught relationship with the one guy who could understand him. While they sat there, taking a second to recover from the fight, a surprising comment came from the helmet. So surprising it had caught him momentarily off guard.

Eventually, Lee let out a sigh, grabbing his green hat and taking it off. "Yeah. I do, too. I know I'm shit at the talking thing, but with you it's so much worse, I don't understand it -" He looked back at Jason, light green eyes unable to meet his face, he was pathetic. "I don't blame you, for the record."

[manygeese]

ok so these are just platonic but here (ft. Piper and Jason)

Will and Leo are always annoying about Texas. it doesn’t matter if the conversation is about texas or not but they will talk about it. “y’know this reminds me of a little thing I did in Texas” “one time when I was in Texas-” “this is great and all but i wish I was back in Texas”

They haven’t been to Texas in years 💀 but during summer they’re always saying that they should totally go this summer.

On the time they finally do go, they bring Piper and make a road trip out of it with Festus (sky trip? Call that shit a HIGHway). They stop at the Alamo and Piper takes a discreet video of Leo saying “nine elalamo. Never forget 😔” stupidly. Will gets a faux raccoon fur hat like Davy Crockett.

They make a stop in Oklahoma before going back to Camp. Piper gives Leo directions to Grandpa Tom’s old house and she tells them the stories her grandpa used to tell her. They fall asleep on the porch. In the morning, before they leave, they play tag in the grass. Piper decimates them bc she has “goofy giraffe legs that are proportionally impossible” according to Will.

In the middle of summer, when everybody else is dying of heat stroke, these two are walking around completely normal and wondering what all the fuss is about. Leo bc of the fire powers and all and Will bc bro is built different (or bc he’s a son of the sun god if u wanna be technical 🙄 let the boy be mysterious)

Opposite of this! As soon as the first day of fall hits Will is SHIVERING. Everybody else is chilling and even Leo is like “what the hell is wrong with you. none of your siblings do this. what is happening” and Will says, through chattering teeth, “I’m b-b-b-built d-different”

During winter, Will is either hugging one of his friends (the friend is complaining about how could his hands are), wearing a million jackets, or hanging out in the forge with the Hephaestus cabin and talking with Leo. To him, it’s the only warm place in camp during December and they cannot get rid of him till they physically kick him out. Even then, Leo built a bunk for him by the fireplace so they can have sleepovers sometimes.

Leo is in the infirmary every other week. Sometimes Jason or Piper or Nyssa drags him in so Will can tell him to eat/sleep. Sometimes he shows up with Piper yelling behind him like an ambulance because he cut himself on a sheet of Celestial Bronze. On one memorable occasion, Leo dragged himself from Bunker Nine to the Apollo Cabin at midnight because he broke his leg when something exploded. Will has since demanded that Leo keep crutches and ambrosia in Bunker Nine in case another Incident™️ happens.

Sometimes Jason comes into the infirmary acting all secretive like a shitty spy to ask how Leo is doing. Will refuses to snitch on his friend but subtly slides the patient reports over the desk. He pretends not to notice when Jason opens up Leo’s file. It makes Jason think he’s sneaky (he is incorrect).

This question has been going around my mind for a while and it's:

Will Solace has more ships that doesn't include nico?

He's a character that got relevant when (for some reason) people started to use canon as a bible and he on canon has a boyfriend that is very loved character by the famdom, so im not surprised of see how poor is the variety for his pairings

But I know that he still has some ships around, and im curious to see how many are, and also see the ones that are hidden behind the rocks

So... I'm encouraging everyone to Use this post to share or even ramble about your ships for this guy that aren't solangelo (or solangelo related)

( always being respectful please, there's no need to be rude if you don't share the opinions of other people, if you don't like it, just scroll)

[especiallyhaytham]

Haytham Kenway ☩ Shay Cormac 

Ft Jason Isaacs, The Patriot (2000) and Aidan Turner, Poldark (2015-2019)

Granted I’m not the best at making gifsets (they’re a mess), but I���ve always seen these two as Shaytham and I can’t get it out of my head. Aidan Turner just has the most dramatic baby face I’ve ever seen (imagine his hair slicked back, oof), and Jason Isaacs is so good at acting like an elegant jackass-- plus his voice is frickin uncanny. 

Bonus content: Colonel Tavington’s big dumb hat

[thecreaturecodex]

Silbón

“El Silbon: The Man Who Whistles” by deviantArt user SmokeBoats, accessed at their gallery here

[El Silbón, like La Coca, is a monster with genuine folkloric bonafides that was nevertheless crystallized into its modern form through literature. His stomping grounds are Los Llanos, a grassland region in Colombia and Venezuela. The biggest difference in regional versions of the story is why exactly he killed his father in the first place, thus damning him to a life as the undead. There are a number that suggest that his father killed his mother or wife, and so he took revenge (sort of an undead Orestes), but I prefer the idea that he was a spoiled brat who killed and ate his father because Daddy failed to catch a deer while hunting. I like my monsters to be truly nasty pieces of work more than tragic figures, especially when their MO is hacking people to death with a machete like Jason.]

Silbón CR 4 CE Undead This figure appears as a skeletal humanoid, its body stretched beyond ordinary human proportions into something gangly and horrible. It wears peasant clothing and a wide brimmed hat, and carries a large sack of bones over its shoulder.

A silbón is an undead parricide, one who kills their own parent and is damned to wander between life and death for that crime. They wander from place to place in rural areas, particularly farm and pasturelands, looking for travelers by night to torment and murder. They have a fondness for alcohol, so often target a drunkard trying to make it home, but will happily attack sober individuals as well.

The whistling of a silbón causes creeping fear, but also serves the monster as a decoy. The closer it gets to its prey, the farther away it sounds, and so a silbón uses its whistle to create a sense of false security and to intensify the torment of its prey. Once locked in combat, a silbón is a simple opponent, hacking at its prey with a machete (treat as a short sword that deals slashing damage) or simply its fists. Once a victim is incapacitated, they are mutilated; their bones are added to the silbón’s collection, and their flesh and skins left in a trafficked area to serve as a calling card. If a silbón is lucky enough to kill someone who is intoxicated, they will suck out the stomach and liver as a treat.

Although exactly why the first silbón committed the crime of parricide is debated between different townspeople, it is known that he was punished by being whipped and then torn apart by dogs, leading to his death and subsequent revival as the undead. Because of this mystical link, a silbón can be injured by dogs and whips, even when magic swords fail to dent their bodies. Most silbón fight to the death unless a dog or whip is brought to battle, in which case they attempt to flee at the first opportunity.

A silbón stands incredibly tall for a Medium creature, usually between seven and eight feet in height. As they wear either the clothes they wore in life or those they can steal from their victims, their garb is usually ill-fitting, stretched and torn.

Silbón   CR 4 XP 1,200 CE Medium undead Init +6; Senses alcohol scent, darkvision 60 ft., Perception +13 Defense AC 18, touch 12, flat-footed 16 (+2 Dex, +4 natural, +2 shield) hp 44 (8d8+8) Fort +3, Ref +6, Will +8; channel resistance +2 DR 5/bludgeoning and magic; Resist cold 10, electricity 10 Defensive Abilities sack of bones; Weakness light blindness, vulnerable to whips and dogs Offense Speed 30 ft. Melee machete +8/+3 (1d6+2/19-20) or slam +8 (1d4+2) Special Attacks eerie whistle Statistics Str 15, Dex 15, Con -, Int 10, Wis 15, Cha 12 Base Atk +6; CMB +8; CMD 20 Feats Improved Initiative, Lightning Reflexes, Lunge (B), Nimble Moves, Stealthy Skills Disguise +12, Escape Artist +12, Perception +13, Stealth +15 Languages Common SQ fast stealth, soundwarp Ecology Environment any plains and urban Organization solitary Treasure incidental (machete, other treasure) Special Abilities Alcohol Scent (Ex) A silbón can pinpoint the location of a source of alcohol or a drunken individual within 180 feet, and detect the presence of alcohol within 1 mile. Eerie Whistle (Su) A silbón can begin whistling as a standard action, and maintain its whistle as a free action. All creatures that can hear the whistle within 100 feet must succeed a DC 15 Will save or be shaken as long as the whistling lasts and for 1d4 rounds thereafter. A creature that successfully saves is immune to the whistling of that silbón for the next 24 hours. This is a mind-influencing fear effect, and the save DC is Charisma based. Fast Stealth (Ex) A silbón can move at full speed while making Stealth checks without penalty. Sack of Bones (Ex) As long as it carries its sack of bones in one hand, a silbón gains a +2 shield bonus to its Armor Class with no armor check penalty or spell failure chance. Soundwarp (Su) The distance penalties for Perception checks used to detect a silbón by hearing are reversed within 100 feet. Thus, a creature 100 feet away from a silbón may make Perception checks against it at no penalty, but a creature 10 feet or closer to a silbón take a -10 penalty on their Perception checks. Vulnerable to Whips and Dogs (Ex) Attacks made by domestic dogs (but not other canine animals) and whips ignore a silbón’s damage reduction. In addition, all attacks made with a whip against a silbón deal lethal damage.

[chickadee-djarin]

Ohhh a tag game! I haven’t done one of these in ages. Thanks for the tag @coping-via-clint-eastwood ! And I see you’re a Linkin Park fan. Very nice 🤘🏻

URL Song Game : write one song for every letter in your URL, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL.

C - Can’t Turn You Down by Jon Pardi

H - Happier Alone by Austin Meade ft Koe Wetzel

I - It’s Your Love by Tim McGraw and Faith Hill

C - Cowboy Hat by Jon Pardi

K - Kerosene by Miranda Lambert

A - Amarillo Sky by Jason Aldean

D - Deadwood Mountain by Big and Rich

E - Every Little Thing She Does is Magic by The Police

E - Every Rose Has Its Thorns by Poison

D - Don’t Come Lookin’ by Jackson Dean

J - Just What I Needed by The Cars

A - All Your’n by Tyler Childers

R - Rich Girl by Hall and Oates

I - (I Just) Died In Your Arms by Cutting Crew

N - Neon Eyes by Morgan Wallen

no pressure tags : @avaeverstone @blueeyesatnight @hailbop1701 @magpie-to-the-morning @kookiecamera @winterwynd @kaitoustarlight and @ whoever else wants to play along!

Saw this on @autistic-af 's blog and considered myself tagged

URL song game

so the rules of the game are to write one song for every letter in your url, and then tag as many people as there are letters in your url. okay? okay.

c - Crawling by Linkin Park

o - One More Light by Linkin Park

p - Papercut by Linkin Park

i - Iridescent by Linkin Park

n - Numb by Linkin Park

g - Given Up by Linkin Park

v - Victorious by Skillet

i - In Pieces by Linkin Park

a - A Place for my Head by Linkin Park

c - Cochise by Audioslave

l - Lying from You by Linkin Park

i - In the End by Linkin Park

n - New Divide by Linkin Park

t - The Catalyst by Linkin Park

e - Easier to Run by Linkin Park

a - A Line in the Sand by Linkin Park

s - Shadow of the Day by Linkin Park

t - The Radiance by Linkin Park

w - With You by Linkin Park

o - One Step Closer by Linkin Park

o - One Day Too Late by Skillet

d - Dominion by Skillet

@addictedtostorytelling @featheredhunter @re4lize-th4t-its-g0ne @darkhopping @figsr @hollygl125 @agentkalgibbs @binders-and-beanies @feelingsofaithless @ibroughtmycopyoftheiliad @echoanddust @chennnington @violetthunderstorm @trekkitkat @stephantom @chickadee-djarin @just-a-little-anxious @scarfacemarston @bishops-severed-torso @ai-higurashi @foundynnel @cassiopeiainthequeerroses

[littleredwing89]

Baby It’s Cold Outside

BABY IT’S COLD OUTSIDE 

CamGirl!Reader x Jason Todd – One Shot.

Summary: Jason pouted and stepped forward trapping her against the wall with his arms, “Come on princess…they won’t mind if you’re late, just tell them Santa held you up”, he kissed down her neck biting the soft spot there.

Warnings – Language. NSFW. Smut.

Word Count: 2,467

A/N: I couldn’t help but revisit CamGirl!Reader x Jason. I received so many beautiful messages about how much you all enjoyed the camgirl series so I did an additional one shot. I hope you all love this.

Merry Christmas everyone. I hope you all have a fantastic festive period :) xoxo 🖤🖤🖤

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Special Thanks: @offendedfishnoises​ @internalsealpanic​ - this idea was all yours - thank you so much and thanks for proof reading. @batarella​ thanks for also proof reading :)

Tag List: @offendedfishnoises @batarella @idkmanicantenglish @foenixphire @ninergirl1d @psych0crybaby @theconfusedpansexualbitch @river9noble @geekonaleash @si-chelle @lucy-roo @sleepyjaks @butterfly-skinnylegend  @yourchelinn @illzarr @blackestpinkworld @internalsealpanic @vvipgot7be @clementinesandstars @thedeadlythoughts @fantasticwizardnerd @power-of-words23 @vintagexparker @jadedhillon​ @pricetagofficial​ @batarella-mini​ @baby-noona​

***

“Seriously?! You’re going into work dressed like that?”, Jason pulled at his shirt collar slightly, feeling the heat clawing up his neck. Fuck. She looked amazing.

“Yes, why?”, Y/N turned round to face him, tugging at her green elf sweater, “It’s the last day in the office before Christmas so we’re all getting dressed up”.

His eyes travelled up the length of her body and he visibly swallowed, her long legs looked perfect in the cute elf stockings, “Princess…you’re purposely trying to kill me here”.

She laughed, rolling her eyes, “Don’t be so dramatic Jason, it’s just an elf costume”.

Y/N placed a soft kiss on his cheek before fixing her elf hat, “Plus, after I’ve finished today, I’m all yours for two whole weeks, just in time for Christmas Eve”.

“I can’t wait”, Jason wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back to him, capturing her lips in a delicate kiss. He moved his hands down slowly, over the curve of her ass before sneaking up her elf green skirt.

She giggled against his lips and pulled back, pushing his chest playfully, “Behave! I’ve got to get to the office in 30 minutes – we don’t have time for that”.

Jason pouted and stepped forward trapping her against the wall with his arms, “Come on princess…they won’t mind if you’re late, just tell them Santa held you up”, he kissed down her neck biting the soft spot there.

He heard her moan quietly and grinned against her skin, knowing he’d won. That was until she moved herself away from his sinful lips and dipped under his arms, “Jason, behave! I really do have to get into the office on time today...”.

Tipping his head back in frustration he groaned and looked over her body once last time. She winked at him before grabbing her bag and car keys, “I’ll be back before you know it”. 

As she closed their apartment door behind her, an idea flew into his mind. He smirked to himself grabbing his own keys from the side. He’d give her a good surprise for when she got home.

***

“I’m home!!”, Y/N called through the apartment dropping both her bag and keys on the side. She was so glad to be home. The chaos in the office was unreal just before Christmas. Everyone finishing up their reports and stories ready to print and publish. Rush, rush, rush.

“Jason?”, she called again walking through, into the apartment.

Y/N heard shuffling in the living room and following the noise, “Jay…what are you – oh my-”.

Jason stood in the centre of the living room with a wide smirk on his face. He opened his arms out and winked, “What do you think to the new suit princess? I can still fight crime in this right? It is red…”.

She couldn’t help but laugh at seeing her 6 ft 2, stocky boyfriend in a terrible red-felt Santa costume, “That is so tacky babe”.

He grinned cheekily and moved towards her, “Watch what you say to Santa, you upset him this morning you know...You left him high and dry”.

“This little elf had work to do, I can’t be pleasing Santa all the time you know”, Y/N looked up at him coyly, tugging at the black belt on his red slacks.

Jason's hands gripped around Y/N's waist, pulling her toward him. He kissed her deeply, their tongues sliding over each other and leaving them gasping for air. His hands travelled up to Y/N's shoulders and slid the green sweater off to the floor. She shuddered at his touch, and her own hands reached around to squeeze his ass. She could feel his cock getting hard between them, and she slid her hands back around front to stroke him through his pants.

Jason wanted nothing more than to rip off their clothes and fuck her hard, but he also wanted to savour the moment and see how far he could take it.

"You've been a naughty little elf", he said, hoping she would play along, but ready to back off if she wasn't.

"Oh, Santa", Y/N pouted, "Isn't there any way I can get back on your nice list?".

Jason smirked subtly before stepping back slightly.

"I might be able to think of something", he replied, unbuttoning his shirt so she could slip her hands inside. Y/N wasted no time, and was soon covering his chest with heated kisses, biting his chest, and nibbling on his earlobe as she worked her way up. He slipped out of the shirt and grabbed the Santa hat.

"That's good", he said, "but you're going to have to try a lot harder to get on MY good list", Jason unbuckled his belt, and without missing a beat Y/N took over.

"Here…Let me do that for you, Santa", she said, opening his fly and sliding her hands in to stroke his hard cock. Jason felt himself being pushed backward until he was forced to sit in the oversized armchair in their living room. As soon as he was settled into the chair Y/N knelt between his knees and took his cock in her mouth. Her aggressiveness and the tight warmth of her mouth nearly made him cum right then and there. As she worked her way up and down his shaft he breathed deeply and focused on enjoying the sensation. He felt himself working up to a climax, and Y/N must have realized it, because she slowed down.

"Do you want me to finish?", she whispered.

"No. I want you to take off your skirt", he told her. She stood up and gently pulled the skirt down around her ankles, revealing the sexy stockings and her bare pussy.

“You’re not wearing any panties?”.

Y/N shook her head as an innocent smile crept onto her lips.

"You really are a naughty girl - aren’t you? Now, turn around", he told her, and she obeyed without question.

Jason grabbed her hips and pulled her closer so he could reach around to feel her wet pussy. He rubbed his calloused fingertips over her clit and she moaned lightly.

"Why don't you come sit on Santa's lap?".

Y/N let herself be guided onto his lap so that her ass was rubbing against his erect cock. Then Jason got back to work, stroking her pussy and nibbling at the soft nape of her neck. Y/N started wiggling on top of him, wanting more. Without warning he shoved two fingers into her hot, tight pussy as far as they would go. Y/N let out a little gasp, then relaxed into it and started moving herself up and down on his fingers.

Jason let her fuck herself on his fingers for a while then went back to rubbing her clit and pushing his fingers deep into her pussy at the end of each stroke. Y/N was going crazy, bucking her hips with his movements, moaning loudly.

Y/N tried to get up so that she could let Jason enter her, but he wouldn't have any of it. Jason pushed her onto the ground on all fours, "Not so fast, you naughty little elf. You're not getting off that easy".

Then he slapped her ass hard. She cried out but, didn't make any move to get up or move away from him. Feeling more confident, he started to spank her again, repeating the motion. He kept it up until her ass was as red as his Santa slacks.

"Santa, please stop", she cried wiggling her ass at him trying to ease the stinging, "I'll be a good girl, I promise".

Jason couldn't hold back any longer and plunged his cock deep inside her eager pussy in one swift thrust. She cried out again and moaned as he started rocking her back and forth with his thrusts.

"You like it like that, don't you? You naughty elf".

"Oh, yes, Santa. I love it when you fuck me. Fuck me hard, Santa".

Jason grabbed her breasts out of her bra and pushed them together with his hands, palming them and rubbing her hard nipples between his fingers. He felt her tighten around his cock, and he did it again and again, feeling her getting close to an orgasm. He forced himself to relax so she wouldn't take him with her.

With a soft cry Y/N shuddered underneath Jason. He kept pulling on her nipples until she was squirming and moaning, but he kept at it until he felt her tighten again. Another slap to her red buttocks sent her over the edge again, and he let her slide forwards onto the ground, where she lay panting.

"Oh, no, little elf. I'm not done with you yet", Y/N looked over her shoulder, amazed to see his erection still hard and throbbing. She rolled over and sat up to take his cock in her mouth again. For a few minutes he stayed there, letting her taste her own juices on him. She hollowed out her cheeks as she took his cock as deep into her mouth as possible, groaning around him. Y/N felt him shivering in pleasure, his fingers wound tightly into her hair, tugging with each bob of her head.

Jason pulled Y/N up to him and kissed her deeply, then pushed her back to the floor, "Let's see if my little elf tastes as sweet as she looks", his voice was husky as he lowered himself down between her legs. Her clit was pulsing, and her pussy lips swollen with excitement. Jason took his time, exploring her folds of skin with his tongue and occasionally thrusting deep inside her tight slit. Her orgasm juices running down his chin as he licked her clit repeatedly.

Y/N was moaning and thrusting her hips into him. Jason wondered if she would let one of his desires come true. Using her own wetness, he began rubbing her anus until it was slick and slipped in one finger. She gasped, then relaxed. Slowly he worked the finger in and out and she warmed up to it quickly. He sucked on her clit as his finger fucked her, hearing her moans become delirious. When she felt ready, he let another finger slide inside. She didn't protest at all, and Jason was getting hot thinking about what he planned to do next.

He withdrew from her and sat back, leaving her puzzled and incredibly turned on, "Please, Santa", she whimpered, "I want more".

"I don't know", Jason replied, pretending to stroke an imaginary beard, "How much will you do to get back on my good list? Are you willing to do anything Santa tells you?".

"I will Santa…I'll be the best elf ever", Y/N was so hot she felt like she was on fire, and she yearned for Jason to touch her again.

"Roll over", he told her, and she went back to all fours, presenting him with her still red ass. He rubbed her ass again, feeling her relax and open up to him. He put the head of his cock up to it and rubbed a bit, waiting to see if she would say no. She didn't, and he pushed until the end of his cock disappeared inside her. Y/N shuddered, her muscles instinctively clamping down on his cock.

He groaned, fighting the urge to cum already. Then she relaxed again, and he slid in, a half an inch at a time, until he was fully sunk into her amazing ass. Deep. Taking his time, he worked himself back out, then in again. His pre-cum lubed her up, making it easier. At last, he was able thrust in and out without fear of hurting her, and he let himself really get into it.

Reaching around, he started working her breast with one hand and her pussy with the other. Y/N was so turned on she felt herself working up to another orgasm.

"Oh, fuck...faster…please! Faster", Jason picked up the pace, and soon Y/N felt another climax wash over her. Her ass tightened up, and it was just too much for Jason. He shot his cum deep inside her, groaning and pulling her to him.

***

They both collapsed to the floor then, spent and completely sated. After a minute, Jason pulled his shrinking cock out of Y/N's ass and rolled to the side facing her.

"Well, my little elf, I would say you passed the test".

"Hmmm…but I think Santa was a little naughty himself", Y/N laughed, her hand running up and down his chest softly, “But it was so good".

Jason pulled her into his arms and felt her relax into him. Her heartbeat calming along with his. Threading his fingers through her hair, he bent his head down, kissing the crown of her head lightly, “I love you”.

“Mmm, I love you too”, Y/N murmured back sleepily, cuddling into him tighter.

***

Different variants of Christmas wrapping littered the floor after Jason and Y/N had finished exchanging their gifts. Jason leaned back on their sofa and moved his arms to rest on the back, spreading his body out, “Your last present is inside the tree princess”.

Y/N raised an eyebrow in confusion, “Inside the tree?! What-”.

Jason nodded silently. As she turned away to begin her search he took in a calming breath.

This was it.

Y/N searched through the branches, cursing when several baubles fell off and hit the floor, “Where Jason?”.

Jason chuckled watching her destroy the Christmas tree, sneaking a quick glance at her ass in the tight, skinny jeans, “A bit further towards the back – yeah there, keep going”.

He watched her fighting against the tree and laughed louder moving from his spot on the sofa, “Noooo more towards your left! No, your left not my left!”.

Y/N huffed with frustration, “I can’t see anything Jason-”, as she turned around, she gasped loudly at the sight in front of her. Her hands flying over her mouth.

Jason was down on one knee with a little black box in his hand. 

“Merry Christmas Princess”.

He flicked open the box and coughed, suddenly feeling anxious. What was she going to say? The platinum ring with a single diamond in the middle sparkled at her.

Y/N felt her eyes welling up with tears, “Are you…”.

Jason nodded, “Marry me?”, he wiggled the box in front of her again.

The silence felt like hours but was merely seconds.

She dropped onto her knees next to him and hugged him tightly, crushing the box between their bodies, “Of course I will! Yes!!! Jason, Yes!!”.

Pulling back, she planted several kisses over his cheeks and lastly his lips, smiling happily against them.

Breaking their kiss, Jason took the ring from the box and slipped it onto her ring finger slowly, before pressing a light kiss to her hand.

“You’ve made me so happy princess”.

***

[1d-discourseoftheday]

Fri 15 Jan ‘21

Everybody is listening to NOBODY IS LISTENING!!!! (I know, so cheap, that's on par with New Direction headlines, I'M SORRY OKAY. Never again.) Anyway the album debuted at #1 on the worldwide itunes charts and in dozens of countries, there's more awesome merch (socks! masks! mugs!), and Zayn (or various manifestations of him) are everywhere. He tweeted “Just wanna say, it feels great to share this with you all! everyone’s support and love means a lot, here’s to a great year hope it better than the last!” and he's out there answering comments (that'll be him; would a PA bother with those fancy fonts?), but is it him texting people back from the snippet number? Unlikely... is it him in the listening party chats? IDK but there's definitely a Zaynbot (well, staff in this case) in there as well (if you don't believe me the “we appreciate you” is a clue lol), is it him doing all the boring promo retweeting, ehh, and so it goes throughout the promo, Zayn is everywhere but where is ZAYN?? I feel like the blurring of the line between the man and the various bots would make (human) Zayn pretty pleased, the man loves a robot after all! HOWEVER, it would be a special kind of robot that would select the “I'm fingering myself” tweet (in which he was NOT tagged) to answer (“ya wha?”), and how lucky are we to have the real ting among us for this brief moment: who else, I ask you. WHO ELSE. And, of course, we got the biggest pure Zayn shot of all: the ALBUM! He also liked a tweet about the fact that Tightrope samples an Urdu song (by Mohammed Rafi), and reposted a fan's story from a NIListening listening party ft homemade party hats that were markedly classier than the no doubt expensive custom-made ones from Zayn's bday party, and a sexy new publicity pic was posted. We also got footage from a truck all tricked out to be a NIL-mobile! The back of the box van is filled with an installation of mirrors and NIL faces and black light and a spinning platform-- footage from there showed very few people present and they spoke of having a COVID-safe release party but given that there was a pro camera team present, there's speculation it was perhaps used to film a video or something as well. But whether or not that happened it does seem they drove it around to use for private celebration, a lot of people from Hadid circles posted about being there and there being a kid dance time and stuff. Lots of cool trippy footage from inside.

Today's Harry news again slants towards TPWK video chat rather than movie studio sponsored romance-- in what little Holivia news there is we get an interesting backpedal focus on being told that if Olivia and Jason were still together when Harry came into the picture (if this were real which it isn't) he “didn't know” and, in so many words in big old headline type, “Harry is blameless.” Furthermore, the idea that this might be “just a phase” for Olivia has been introduced. That astrologer was pretty on the nose in some predictions, but May or June for a Jason/ Olivia reconciliation seems awfully conservative to me; I'd be very surprised if we had to wait that long! Anyway, if they're trying to redirect Harry news to be about his music, I'm on board! Today we got more from Gabe and Ben Turner; Gabe says “He works to a really high standard but he’s unbelievably kind to literally everyone, all the time. Even if he’s under pressure, he never drops his standards of the right way to behave and being kind to people... You watch the way he is with the runners, producers, sound people, whoever… He’s treating them with so much love and respect that everyone works as hard as they possibly can to make his vision come true because he’s so joyful to be around” which could sound like more damage control, except that it's exactly what everyone who's ever worked with him says, so we know it's true. Ben tells us that the Golden vid was supposed to be different-- “the initial idea was Harry driving around LA with different people getting in and out of the car, people who were significant to the album or his life.” I guess it's handy they had the idea already right there to recycle for Holivia pics; but also I'm glad the video was what it ended up being instead of that. They also tell us that the TPWK vid was always going to be the final piece of the Fine Line era (“It was always supposed to be the last thing on the album run as an ending beat”) but that it ended up being held back longer than originally intended because the album did so well (and probably because of the way things were stretched out by COVID) and how that ended up being strange- “the video has stayed the same but the world has disappeared.”

An affordable candle from Target has been found that allegedly smells like... Louis? Reviews specify that he smells like “clean laundry” (I have to admit I have heard that said before) and vanilla and so does the candle, which is called 'cozy nights' and is said to also be 'a cute color' (it's white). I might want to pair the candle with a slight eau de wet dog, cause in MY fantasy Louis hangout Cliff is for sure there too, but the target candle buying audience may be fantasizing about, uh, different scenarios than me...

And finally, Niall on Niall; “epic... jesus I'm way too much“ (yes with laugh faces) plus he comments on his 14 million spotify listeners-- “next time we're gona get much higher.” He also posted to suggest folks should give Heartbreak Weather a listen so it seems he hasn't yet given up on getting higher numbers THIS time.

[dhampiravidi]

Jayn typically didn't make plans with friends. When she lived with her mom, her mother was always super cautious, seemingly disapproving of all the kids her daughter played with. That meant Jayn only got to hang out with her friends at school events (some of which were thankfully held during the summer days or on long weekends). Back then it made her sad, but that was before she knew that they were hiding from the people who'd driven Dahlia Loren from Gotham in the first place. Then, when Jayn had gone to live with Bruce, he hadn't even let her enroll in Gotham Academy, afraid that those same people would find her. She was homeschooled, so she only knew Jason, the occasional kids they met on patrol & the sidekicks of Justice Leaguers.

After Slade Wilson, her days were her own, mostly spent getting to know a city's ins & outs before she tore down a criminal enterprise, then skipped town to avoid any blowback. As the acting CFO of WayneTech (& a vigilante hell-bent on avoiding Batman), Jayn didn't have much free time. When she made time to go out for lunch, it was because she had to meet a client of the company. So when her secretary notified her saying that she suddenly had a possible lunch appointment, Jayn wasn't thrilled--until she saw the name on the time slot.

Fox Bennett.

Alfred had seen her and Jason watching The Fox and The Hound (a horribly depressing Disney movie), and mentioned that the fox character, Todd, was named after himself--that is, that the word "Todd" in some older form of English actually means "fox". Naturally, teenage Jayn and Jason thought that was cool, especially because that meant Jason was a fox. She didn't tell him that he had the same mischievous eyes, or the cute poky ears, or the handsome smirk--but he did.

The Bennett part came from one of Jason's favorite books, Pride and Prejudice. Somehow they'd gotten on the subject of secret identities, and Jayn suggested that Jason use the name "Bennett". "Todd" was a given name, but it was too obvious for him to use, so he picked "Fox". Hers was Maritza Harker, named after Maritza Correia McClendon (a renowned Black female Olympic swimmer) & Mina Harker (the cool woman from Dracula the novel).

She knew that Jason was dead. She hadn't gone to his funeral, but she couldn't exactly forget feeling her best friend's heart give out while she tearfully dug around in the rubble trying to find him. And yet, Jayn spent the night before, imagining what he'd been doing for the past few years. Was he happy? She didn't blame him for staying away from Gotham, or for hating her or Bruce for being too late...that was the only thing that made her initially want to not go. Jason had hardly ever really been mad at her, and to see him like that after years of not seeing him at all...it could break her. But if it was her mom, she'd go.

So she spent an extra ten minutes figuring out what outfit she'd bring along to change into for lunch (no point in wearing a pricey semi-formal suit to a middle-class café). Eventually, she settled on a long-sleeved crop top, worn jeans, small hoop earrings, low wedges & a leather jacket--plus a baseball hat to keep people from immediately recognizing her. OK, & maybe she wore some eyeliner & light lipstick. She usually did.

The place was sort of a hole-in-the-wall, meaning it would be easy to find Jason on a weekday around noon. Jayn had her driver drop her off a few blocks down for privacy, then she walked to The Early Rise's door. She took a deep breath, expecting to find a crippled, scarred young man. There were some nurses on a coffee break...a dad with his baby daughter (a cutie)...a woman with her dog...twin sisters having brunch...

"Jason?" His name came out in a shaky whisper. She could hardly breathe. He had to be AT LEAST 6 ft (2 m) tall, judging by how big he was sitting down, plus he'd somehow packed on a pro athlete (as in, a volleyball or football)'s amount of muscle. Jason had been shorter than her the whole time she'd known him--& she'd stopped growing at 5'3" when she was maybe 14. From a few feet away, he vaguely resembled the boy she remembered: dark hair at average length (his red roots were growing in), lightly sunkissed skin & a guarded posture. She couldn't see his eyes.

How? Maybe it wasn't him. Maybe it was some asshole who was playing a cruel joke on her (she thought her PR team was fielding most of the death threats, but still). But she'd never told anyone else about Fox Bennett.

"Maritza Harker," Jayn forced out, barely managing to make it to the table off to the side. Please be real. Please look at me. Please don't hate me. Please don't leave. I want to know everything.

I love you.

[douchebagsfortestosterone]

chuck gets a new football coach who's astounded by the size of his dong. he convinces chuck that letting him play with the monster like that is some form of specialized training that will improve performance on the field ft chuck & jason momoa

the siren blares signaling the end of the match, the crowd erupts with fanfare, chuck’s team hauls him into the air as they carry him away to the locker rooms, ‘and with that the ginger stallion himself secures yet another win for the sunnydale stallions’ the commentary echoes through the hallways, and chuck’s grin couldn’t get any larger if he tried. the team quickly disposes of their clothing and hit the showers, leaving chuck to his lonesome for a brief moment to ponder about tonight's victory before a deep voice beckons chuck into his office, despite in just a jockstrap chuck promptly follows suit, after all no one makes coach wait.

as much as people credit chuck for the recent emergence of stallion supremacy, chuck knows all too well that it was the coach himself that built them up from nothing, just a year ago the football squad were a bunch of losers with not a single win under their belt, fast-forward to present times and the stallions are on a twelve null winning streak and headed to the grand finals in a weeks time and that’s all due to the effort put into by the beloved coach. chuck takes up a nearby chair and smiles gleefully at his coach, whose almost grown to be a father-figure, “that was such a great tonight, i know we’ll smash the meadow view monkeys next week and make you proud coach” chuck bounces excitedly in his seat, still full of energy as his massive bulging pouch sways from thigh to thigh.

@testcsterone1x1​

[stefandesofia]

The Strongest Flowers Bloom in Winter

It's a cold winter day one January morning, when you were running late for class. Again. You have Math class with Mr. Thompson. You had just woken up to stop your alarm, reaching your hand over to slap your phone and went back to sleep without even realising it-

“Actually no, I was fully aware of what I was doing. I just hate Matt’s class and would rather risk expulsion, than stay more than 20 minutes there. I mean, trigonometry? Why do I need to know that?”

Of course. You are in a real hurry to get there, be it because you wanted to make it to class, or to escape from the cold. The frigid air was blowing through your jacket, causing you to shiver as you were waiting for the bus. You pull your hat further down on your head, and stuff your hands deep in your pockets. 

With a his and several creaks and sighs, the old bus came to a skidding halt a bit past the stop. You swear and run to the nearest door, getting in just at the nick of time, before the driver closed the doors. 

Inside the bus was almost colder than outside. The windows on these old busses tended to be stuck open during the winter months and stuck closed during the summer months. You didn’t know if that was on purpose, but it made the morning commute a real pain to deal with. 

As you sat down, facing away from the front window, as you always do, you see a figure running towards the bus. It’s the boy that always travels with you. His open jacket showed a black Sabaton t-shirt, your favorite band. His hair waving in the cold air, in the same motion that his hand was taking, waving the bus driver down, yet the bus driver didn’t seem to care, and just kept going. 

You decided to take things into your own hands. You stood up and went to the driver to tell him to stop the bus, since the boy was chasing after it-

“Why would I do that? I am already cold, and sitting here is just fine, thank you! Also I don’t know this guy, so I have no obligation to help him.”

You take a second to think. If you were to stop the bus, you will be able to talk with the boy about your common interests. You decide that you will stop the bus after al-

“No, I don’t. What I actually do is continue dreading going to class and sit here in silence.”

Fine. You sat there, in the cold, the bus taking sharp turns and sliding every chance possible and shaking you around. It takes you a while, but you do finally make it to school. You get off the bus and start walking towards the brick building. Up in front, you see a large, burly figure, wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, seemingly unfazed by the cold. You recognise this as Sam, your friend since childhood. You’ve known each other for what seems like forever, and always shared your deepest secrets. When he sees you, his eyes beam. 

“Hey, I was waiting for you, I was hoping we can walk to class together” said Sam, his meaty, hairy arms exuding heat that you can almost feel through your jacket. 

“No, thank you. Not interested. Also, how can I feel the heat through my jacket? Standing at 6 ft. away, the only thing I can feel is cold. No normal person can ‘exude’ heat enough to actually warm up a winter morning.”

“Oh, I understand. That’s okay, I’ll see you at lunch, maybe?”

“You probably won’t! I am actively trying to avoid you!”

Why are you like this? I am just trying to help you. And you don’t want to accept my help. It’s okay, we can roll with it. Once you start walking through the hallways, you start to get feeling back in your toes. The warmth of the building is bringing the life back into your frozen body. 

Along the way to Mr. Thompson’s class, you cross eyes with several boys, all smiling at you. You meet their gaze and smile back-

“Okay, really? That’s the best you got? Why would they smile at me? Why would I be even looking at them? Makes no sense! I am an antisocial outcast. I avoid people’s faces, and stick to myself.”

You avoid people’s faces and go straight to the classroom. You greet Mr. Thompson-

“Matt.”

You greet Matt, he looks at you with discomfort at your casual remark at your formal educator. 

On your way to your desk, all eyes are on you, and as you sit down and take your textbook out, a note gets slid onto your desk. It’s from the boy in front. You know his name is Emiel. His natural red hair, dropping in long curls on either side of his face, perfectly framing his emerald green eyes. He gives you a devilish smile, and waits for you to read the note. 

You take it in your hand and-

“I crush it up and toss it back to him, looking him in the eyes all the while.”

You crush the note and toss it back to him, why not. He looks at you with sadness in his eyes, as you see them start watering. Emiel turns around and sobs quietly for a while. 

The rest of Mr. Thompson’s class-

“Matt’s class. Can’t be dating my dad and be Mr. Thompson. He made his choices and now he has to deal with the consequences.”

I mean, you are not wrong, but he still is your teacher and deserves some respect. Using honorifics is the least you can do. Anyway. 

Lunch time comes, and you take your lunchbox, and head to the cafeteria. You manage to find a table and sit alone there. You open the box and see what your dad packed you. Inside is a sandwich, a fresh pear and a note. As you are about to open it up, it gets ripped out of your hand by the local bully. Kyle-Jason, a boy that’s been held back a few years, wearing an old, faded Guns & Roses long sleeved shirt, and a worn out pair of jeans, with dirty shoes. 

“What do we have here?” he says. “‘Hey, honey, I wish you have a great day at school today! I love you so much! Dad <3’ Awww, look at the baby, gotta have your daddy make you lunch?”

“I don’t, but it’s a nice gesture.”

“Yeah? And this note? Are you in looooooove? Ha-ha!”

“Hey, stop that!” you hear a voice from the other side of the room. It’s Jacob, the star quarterback of the football team. His short blond hair, his striking aquamarine eyes, his sports jacket, hiding his muscular body, all headed towards you and Kyle-Jason.

“Listen, I really don’t need your help, I can deal with this dirty stain on my own. And you!” you call out to Kyle-Jason, catching him unprepared. “It’s my father. It’s some of the most natural thing in the world for a parent to love their child and vice-versa. I can only feel pity for you, since it seems you have never felt the affection of another creature. How does it feel to know you have never been loved and that no one will ever love you? Tell us all! Tell the whole CAFETERIA how that feels.”

Everyone is quiet, eyes locked on you and on Kyle-Jason. Jacob takes a couple steps forward and says:

“Dude, that was cold, are you okay? Do you need to talk?”

“You’re asking if I need to talk? Not the person that I just destroyed with words? Look at him! He’s speechless. You want to help someone, go for this waste of air.”

Jacob takes a few steps forward and places his hand on your shoulder. You look up to meet his gaze. You see sadness in his eyes, and get sad in return-

“I don’t. I have nothing to feel sad about. I defended myself against a bully, put him in his place, and continued with my life!”

Kyle-Jason also looks up, angry, but in his eyes, you can also see, sadness, deeper than anything you have ever seen. He looks at you, and you see his rough outer shell cracking. You see, for just a brief moment, the sensitive, lonely boy, and just for a moment, you wish you had kept quiet-

“I really don’t. I was fully in my right here. You want me to just left myself be bullied?”

Fine, alright. Once lunch was over, you have Chemistry. You make your way to the lab. You enter and you sit at your desk, behind the beakers and take out your textbook. 

The teacher, Ms. Brahmin, enters the class with the words: 

“Today, we have a new student! Everybody, meet Zac! Come in Zac!”

And a boy enters the room. He’s wearing an oversized hoodie with a faded red heart on the front, covering most of his head, but what you can see from his face is his incredibly clear and beautiful skin and a pair of eyes, so dark, they are almost black. His ripped jeans are skin tight along his long slender legs with a chain hanging on one side. Ms. Brahmin looks around and sees the empty seat next to me: “You can sit over there, Zac.”

Zac approaches your seat and introduces himself:

“Hello, I’m Zac. Looks like we’ll be sitting next to each other in this class. Hope we become good friends.” Zac says with a smile on his face. Now that you get a good look at him, his face is very clean, and very beautiful. Immediately, you feel your heart skip a beat, as you gaze deep into his near black, brown eyes. You move your chair off to the side, as you give him a warm smile-

“Okay, but how about No? I mean, I literally have no inclination towards this guy.”

-as you give him a warm smi-

“I do no such thing! In fact, I frown even more!”

...fine. When seeing your incredibly ugly frown, Zac looks down at you with a smile and says: “If you’d like, I can ask the teacher to have us switch partners?”

“I would like that very much, in fact! I won’t be one of your ‘yuri’ protags, you got that?”

“Pardon me?” asks Zac.

“I’m not talking to you, hoodie, I’m talking to Him! And he’s just ignoring me now!”

“I don’t understand, who’s ‘Him’?”

“Nope! Not doing this! Go sit elsewhere!”

As you say that, Zac, visibly shook, starts walking back to the teacher. He gets sat down on a different desk, and all the while the class is happening, he keeps throwing sad glances in your direction.

The rest of the day was mostly uneventful.You pack your bag in the afternoon, you get dressed in your warm jacket again, and head out. As you’re about to round the corner, you see the bus leaving your bus stop. You swear, as you realise the next one won’t be here for at least an hour. You start walking home, with the idea that you will, at least, keep yourself warm from the movement. 

As you’re walking, trying to keep the cold at bay, a car slows down next to you, keeping with your walking speed. The window rolls down, and you see Sam’s pudgy, happy face. 

“Hey there! You look cold, can I give you a lift?”

You think about it for a moment, a warm car will definitely be better than walking alone through the snow. You look Sam in his deep auburn eyes, and agree with his proposal-

“Nah, I’d rather walk.”

“Are you sure? It’s pretty cold, don’t want you to catch a cold or something.”

Sam looks at you with pleading eyes. Just seeing the puppy face he gives you makes you want to accept his invitation. You take a deep breath and accept-

“Yup, pretty dang certain. Just drive on, chubster!”

Sam, looking even sadder than before, rolls up the window, and speeds down the street disappearing behind a corner. 

Are you glad now? I have been trying to make you happy all day, and yet, you have been working specifically against me. Was it to spite me? Was it to cause me grief? What have I done that was so bad that you would go so crazy and just specifically do everything against what I said?

“No one makes decisions for me. Especially decisions involving another person. You might have control over my life, and what happens to me, but I will not let you bring anyone else inside this twisted game that you call ‘My Life’. I would rather end it all, than let you twist someone else like a pawn, the way that you’ve been twisting me!”

Oh yeah? And why do you think I am so bad? And that everything I say must be a ploy to manipulate you. Matter of fact is, I am just a narrator to your story. I don’t have any control over your life. I am just here, narrating what happens to you. Newsflash, you have full freedom in what you do. You want to blame me for everything bad that happens to you? Well, too bad, cause it’s all on you!

“Yeah, well, maybe your existence is enough to drive anyone mad. Have you thought about just going away? Just letting me live my life? I don’t need some narrator to tell me what happens to me and in my life. I just want to be left alone, to do what I want, without the influence of some voice telling me that I am living my life wrong! How about I tell you when I need you, huh? Just go away!”

“Hello?”

“I can’t believe it! He’s actually gone! I’m free!”

Because of the cold weather and because of dumb stubbornness, our hero got tired, got cold, and sat down just to rest his eyes, never to wake again. 

[billyspotato]

Ass - Jeff Wittek

Words: 1.212 words

Type: Fluff

Summary: You get back to Jeff’s apartment from walking Nerf and Jeff is recording the video: ‘JONAH HILL HAIRCUT ft. DAVID DOBRIK’. Jonah ends up looking at your ass and that became the joke of David’s vlog. But also catched the attention of your boyfriend, that noticed how beautiful you actually are.

Warning: There’s cursing in this story. English is not my first language.

A/N: Gifs mine :)

You walk out of the elevator and Nerf tries to pull you with him to the door of the apartment by the leash that you were holding. You smile at the dog and walk faster to the apartment door, which made the dog walk beside you happily since he’s getting what he wants.

You open the door of Jeff’s apartment and he’s already recording his video. Everyone in the apartment turns to look at you and Nerf and you give a little wave.

You unleash Nerf, who ran to his water bowl, and you close the apartment door.

“Hey” Jeff says and you smile at him.

“Hi” You tell him back while walking to the kitchen, around the camera man and the lights and you don’t disturb anything in the video.

Jonah, who you knew from David’s vlogs but you never met, is getting his hair cut by Jeff.

You walked to your and Jeff’s bedroom and change clothes, to some short biker shorts and one of Jeff’s hoodies.

You walk back to the kitchen and you grab a water bottle from the fridge, you lean on the kitchen counter while texting your friends on your phone, sometimes listening Jeff’s questions to Jonah.

“Y/N” You hear a whisper yell from someone in the couch, David.

“What?” You whisper back.

David covers the side of his mouth so Jonah and Jeff don’t see the words he’s mouthing at you.

“Jonah. Is. Looking. At. Your. Ass” David mouths individually and you look at him confused.

You look at Jonah and he looks quickly at the ground. David, Carly and Jason start laughing and Jeff looks up from Jonah’s hair.

“What’s happening?” Jeff asks confused with the random laughter.

“Nothing” You quickly say and he looks at you confused but keeps going with the haircut.

You leave your phone on top of the counter and you decide to play with Nerf, who’s sitting next to you on the ground.

You pet Nerf’s head and he starts breathing heavily before throwing himself on the ground for belly rubs. You smile and sit on your knees petting Nerf’s belly, making him wiggle his body happily.

“Are you looking at my girl’s ass?” Jeff asks and you’re with your back at him, so you turn around.

The people on the couch start laughing loudly and you couldn’t help but smile. Jeff stops the electric razor and takes a step back to look at Jonah, who looks like a tomato.

“Are you?” Jeff asks again.

“I… Hum…” Jonah starts and you chuckle.

“Leave him alone, Jeff. The poor guy” You defend Jonah, which looks like he’s going to explode out of embarrassment.

Jeff laughs and smacks Jonah’s arm.

“It’s fine, dude.” Jeff says and Jonah takes a deep breath, “I was playing with you. You look like I just told you that I’ll beat you up or something”

You sit on the ground and Nerf sits in between your legs playfully biting your hand. You smile at him once again and look for his favorite toy.

“Here” Jeff whispers and you look at him.

Jeff kicks the toy but it’s still pretty away from you, so you try to grab it from where you’re seated but it’s too far and Jeff laughs at you. You finally grab it and start playing with Nerf, now with his toy.

After Nerf got tired, you just looked at Jeff cutting Jonah’s hair in silence leaning on the wall.

“Y/N, have you met Jonah before?” David asks out loud, “Well, before today?”

“No, I never met him” You tell him making everyone laugh.

“Isn’t this a way to meet new people, Jonah” Jason comments making you laugh. “You meet someone new and you stare at their ass in the first minutes”

David is recording this with his camera, so that must be the reason that they’re bringing this subject back after some minutes passing of that ‘ass staring’ experience.

After some minutes of random conversation, Jeff starts complimenting how good Jonah looks with this haircut.

“’Cause you look identical to Ryan Gosling” Jeff says.

“Do you think a girl would give me her number?” Jonah asks making Jeff smiles.

“Depends on the girl and if she likes Ryan Gosling” Jeff tells him.

“Would you give your number to Jonah if you weren’t dating Jeff, Y/N?” Someone asks and you look up at them.

“I don’t know, maybe” You say and David starts ‘ooh-ing’ with the camera on his hand.

For the rest of the video, Jeff kept looking at you and you didn’t even notice. Looking at how good you actually look in just a hoodie and some shorts. He can’t blame Jonah for staring.

You get up from the ground and go grab something to eat as a snack, you grab a cereal bar and Jeff finishes his video.

Jeff goes to the bathroom to wash his hands while the filming crew starts turning off the lights and cameras, and Jonah walks in David’s direction to the couch.

You lean back the counter checking your social media on your phone and Jeff comes back.

“Was it boring?” Jeff asks you and you stand in front of him.

“No. I just watched a little but it was funny” You tell him and he smiles at you.

Jeff gives you kiss and you hold his face with your hands smiling into the kiss. You pull away and he walks around you acting like he’s going back to the living room. Jeff smacks your ass hard making you gasp and eyes widen.

“Jeff” You hiss and he smiles at you. “There’s people right there” You tell him, pointing at the couch.

“They didn’t hear us, baby. There’s nothing to worry about” Jeff tells you before leaning closer to you and kissing your neck.

“Stop it” You laugh at him and pulling him away from you.

Jeff smiles at you and you roll your eyes.

“When they leave” You tell him.

“Promise?”

“Yes” You whisper and he kisses your cheek.

You’re so thankful that everyone in that couch is talking loudly or paying attention to other things.

“You’re impatient, today.” You tell him once you feel his hand go under the hoodie that you’re wearing.

“You look hot as hell right now. It’s not my fault” Jeff says and you push his hand away.

“We’re not going to have sex with your friends sitting in the other room” You hiss at him again but with a smile on your face.

“I can always kick them out”

“You shouldn’t do that” You say, “They’re your friends”

“Yeah, so? I’ll still see them tomorrow anyways”

“Stop being like that” You say while laughing.

You pull away and push him in the direction of his friends. He walks to them and sits on the couch beside them.

You go to your guy’s bedroom and lay down on the bed on your phone.

You facetimed with a friend of yours first and now you’re just checking the DM’s from your friends.

The door of the bedroom opens and you look to see Jeff. He looks at you, throws his hat and shirt to the floor.

“I kicked them out” He says walking to you making you smile.

“You’re the worst”

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A list of songs I like

A list of my favorite songs so you can know me better: 1. 123 Slaughter me street song By DAGames 2. 3OH!3 Bang bang (FROM THE VAULTS) 3. Why Love me - by Skyper 4. Aftermath - Go To Sleep (Hush Now Quiet Now Remix) 5. Aha! - Pentatonix 6. Angel with a shotgun by The Cab 7. ANIMALS by Maroon 5 8. Anti-Gravity By RUNAGROUND 9. Asking for it - Bye Shinedown 10. Aviators - Jaws (Five Nights at Freddy's Song) 11. AViVA - GRRRLS 12. Azazal & Said - I Said Meow (This is dubstep) 13. Backstreet Boys - I want it that way (Yes I love this song XD) 14. Bad Wolves - Zombie 15. Barnacle Boi - Don't Dwell (bass boosted) (There is only one word spoken the whole time and it makes me cry every time I listen to it I don't know why) 16. BAWITADABA - BY KID ROCK  17. Benny - Little Game 18. Breaking Benjamin - Dance with The Devil 19. Breaking Benjamin - I will not Bow 20. BTS - Dope 21. BTS - Not today 22. Capture the Crown - In My Head (A rock version of the original by Jason Derulo I love the original as well)  23. Centuries - By Fall Out Boy 24. Vocaloid Childish War (An au Sans Version I found) 25. Chopsticks Brothers - Little Apple  26. Classic - MKTO 27. Cooler than me - Mike Posner  28. Courtsey Call - By Thousand Foot Krutch  29. Da Games - Break my Mind (Fnaf 4 song) 30. Daughtry - Traitor  31. Demons - Imagine Dragons 32. DETECTIVE PIKACHU ( BASS HOUSE REMIX) 33. DJ Got Us Falling in Love - Usher (I love this song I hate the parody X( 34. Colors of the Rainbow - By ItaloBrothers 35. Doki Doki Literature Club Song Insanity - By Dolvondo {ft Chi chi} 36. Doubt - Twenty One Pilots 37. Dream Sans Sings - Legends Never Die (I love this version better than the original) 38. Drop pop Candy - English version 39. Eiffel 65 - I'm Blue 40. Error Sans sings Tell me Another (This is better than the original sorry Rockit Gaming XD) 41. Evanescence - My immortal (I love the original but I also love the male version I found) 42. Evans Blue This Time It's Different 43. Fan Girl - Ghost Town 44. Fire Burning - Sean Kingston (yes this is still around and yes I love it still XD) 45. Flo Rida - Low Ft. T-Pain (Radio Edit) The censored version :D 47. Flo Rida - Welcome to My house 48. Evanescence - Imaginary (I love the original but I found a male version that's beautiful) 49. FNAF Original Song - SharaX -  Lockdown (there are more fnaf ones but let's not overflow with fnaf songs on this XD) 50. For your Entertainment - Adam Lambert 51. Gangam Style - PSY (YEs i still listen to this XD) 52. Give me Everything - Pitbull 53. Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams 54. Gumi - CopyCat 55. Hat Trick - Jonathan Thulin ft. Derek Minor 56. How Do You Love Someone - Nightcore Male version 57. Zero - By Varsity Club 58. Your'e so Creepy - By GhostTown 59. I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace 60. Ink Sans sings-Nightcore Butterflies (This is the best song I love this version) 61. Ink VS Error Sing Fight For Your Life - (Original song is by Simon Curtis but this version is mwah~) 62. iNSaNiTY - Vocaloid (Not the english one I love the none english one) 63. Jason Derulo - The Other Side 64. Jet Pack Blues - Fall Out Boy 65. Numb - By Lincoln Park 66. Karma - CircusP feat. Eyeris (Male version) 67. Killer - By The Ready Set 68. Lamb. GARDNiDELiA (This is a good Vocaloid) 69. The Living Tombstone - Grim Grinning Ghosts 70. The Living Tombstone - Spooky Scary Skeletons 71. Love Again - Pentatonix 72. Losing My Mind by Mystery Skulls 73. Manic Drive - Mic Drop 74. Maroon 5 - One More Night 75. Red - Let It Burn 76. Red - Hold Me Now 77. Cake By Melanie Martinez 78. My Demons - Starset 79. Nightcore 16 Shots (Male version) 80. NIghtcore - Anxiety (Deeper voice) I love the nightcore males as you can tell 81. Nightcore Male - I'm a Mess 82. Nightcore - Marionette (Male Version) 83. Nightcore - Monster (Male Version Gumi) 84. Nightcore - Pretty Little Psycho (Male Version)  85. Nightcore - Replay (male Version) 86. Nightcore - Rewrite the Stars (Male Version) 87. Nightcore - Rollercoaster (Male Version) 88. Nightcore - Things I'll never Say (Male Version) 89. Nightcore - Unconditionally (Male Version) 90. Nightcore - Truth or Dare (Male version) 91. Owl City - Fireflies  92. Owl City - Shooting Star 93. Pitbull ft. T-pain - Hey Baby (Drop it too the floor) 94. Pain - Three Days Grace 95. Rixton - Me and My Broken Heart 96. Scream -Usher 97. Yeah - Usher 98. The Script - Hall Of Fame 99. SharaX - Renegade (Sans + Papyrus character cover) 100. SharaX - Tick Tock (Vocal Cover) Chance Melt 101. SIAMES - The Wolf 102. Skillet - Awake and Alive, Comatose, Falling inside the Black, Feel Invincible, The resistance, Whispers in the Dark, and Monster) 103. Starset - Point of no Return ,  it has Begun 104. Super Junior - SORRY SORRY (This group is almost as good as BTS)  105. Take it Out On Me - Thousand Foot Krutch 106. War of Change - Thousand Foot Krutch 107. Three days Grace - Fallen Angel  108. Three Days Grace - Time of Dying 109. TULE - Fearless (fearless meme) 110. UndertaleClose to you - Sans (voice) this is beautiful when you find the right one 111. Flowerfell Secret Garden (This song is beautiful and makes me cry) 112. Usher - More 113. Walk the Moon - Shut Up and Dance with Me 114. Whataya Want From Me - Adam Lambert