#god i love him y'all WHAT AN UTTER BABY

[akai-anna]

today i finally managed not fainting straight to bed and decided to work on this personal project, and while looking for references i encountered this freakishly, utterly, ABSO-FCKIN-LUTELY ADORABLE PAGE

and got reminded how much personality and charm Olde DetCo has, and god, i miss it

[cherrynflowergarden]

Hiya bestie! I was wondering if u could do a version of 'watch my bf' for chris too? Btw love the theme, its too cute!😻

watch my boyfriend || chris sturniolo

an; thank you my loveee<333 i'm sooo sorry i say i will be active and then disappear for a week😖 also sorry not sorry for pineapples on pizza hate hehe

tagged; @t1llysblogs

yn left her phone on recording today. she originally thought of making a time lapse video of her boyfriend and her through the day, but the thought seemed to leave her head as she got more and more indulged in chris' talks.

she suddenly got the idea of doing the "can you watch my boyfriend trend". although she loved chris' yapping but right now she was tired and really needed to stretch her body. so with a mission on her mind, she quickly pulled her phone back and said "hey guys can you watch my boyfriend for a minute?" putting the phone back against the books she ran away leaving a confused chris behind.

chris loved to talk about random things with his girlfriend. she always took part in his meaningless talks. but right now he was hurt. how can she just leave without listening why pineapples on pizza is crime against humanity ? he thought. making a hurt face at camera he started speaking again.

"did you all see that? how could she just leave like that in the middle of an important conversation?" he uttered in clear disbelief. "anyways, moving on do you think pineapples on pizza is a good combination? if yes you're crazy like bro what's wrong with you?" saying this, he went on a good rant about the cons of pineapples on pizza till his girlfriend returned.

when yn left the couch to stretch for a bit, she did not expect coming back to an agitated chris who still didn't stop talking about pineapples on pizza. she also didn't expect chris to give her a massive side eye and stop talking when she sat next to him. but then again, it's chris we're talking about. and he's always a big baby to her. huffing and turning his head to the side, he expressed his hurt. laughing quietly, she threw her arms around her boyfriend. mumbling a small "sorry baby" against his cheek, the girl pressed kisses to his exposed skin.

the last thing the camera caught was chris' "you don't love me" and yn's long "noooooo".

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[princessoflalaland]

I kid u fucking not, im genuinely tweaking thinking about the jjk men, specifically nanami and toji. the complete polarity between them drives me insane.

nanami would treat you like a complete and utter queen. craving something only available across town? he's already in the car the seconds the words leave your pretty little lips. period causing your day to be less than perfect? heat pads, comfort foods, blankets, candy- anything you need will be at your disposable. he's a good listener, affectionate, doting, understanding, mature, he is a MAN.

and do not let him know about your sexual needs. mans will (responsibly) drop whatever he's doing to come satisfy you. put that pussy on his nose, let his tongue trace the insides of your tight, gummy walls, he loves it more than you do. let him drill into that pussy until you're both on the brink of passing out with you mewling his name, how good he is, how deep he gets, how much you love his dick, he loves it wayyyy more than you do. ride him to your heart's content, sloppy licking and kissing into his mouth because you know why: he loves it more than you do. he'll make love to you every night if you'll let him, and I have an inclination you would. I mean, who'd wanna miss out on the sweet vulgarities he'd purr in your ear while he rearranges your guts?

"my pretty girl, takin' me so well." he'd huff into your ear. your legs splayed out near your torso as he has you in your all time favorite position: the wonderful mating press. "ah, God," nanami hissed, face pinching with overwhelming pleasure. "you're squeezing me, baby..gonna make me cum.." he'd lift his head where it was tucked away in the crook of your sweat-slicked neck, staring into your very soul with a dangerous mix of adoration and hunger. "want me to cum inside you, love? pump this pretty pussy f-full of my cum?"

You became his world and whatever his woman wants, she gets, no questions, no debate.

Toji, ohhhhhhhhhh TOji toji toji. He's my guilty pleausre, I swear to you. I've committed my heart, soul, and body, to nanami, I've claimed him as my jjk husband, BUT toji truly is my forbidden fruit. I have to fight actual demons not to imagine him pounding into me from behind, the side, upside down, up into me- in any way shape and form simply because feel like im being disloyal to Nanami :(

(mind you these are fictional men created by a Japanese sadist name Akutami Gege, I need to be committed to a mental institution at this rate)

AHEM, anyway, Toji is a blunt lover, and here's what I mean: (in my head) he may not be the best at communication or very good with his feelings, but he'll do his damndest to be upfront with you. he'll try his best to do what he thinks is best for y'alls relationship and with your help, he gets better at voicing how he feels. idgaf what you gotta say, he. will. spoil. you. yes, keeping money isn't something he's always been good at, BUT that all changed when he got with you. Mans made an entire savings account just for you. his money is your money basically; whatever you want is yours, no questions asked. he'd be your ride or die. no one gets to you without getting through that sexy, delicious, mountain of a man. he'll damned if he lets anyone even think about disrespecting his lady. he'll gladly rearrange their face, maybe even end their bloodline, if they're dumb enough to try. toji is...idk the hood nigga of jjk if u ask me, and if you think really hard, that's headcanon enough.

its one of the undisputed facts of the world that toji has that dawg in him. he will, happily, gladly, proudly, rearrange your insides, then give them a fresh paint job with his cum. he'd talk that nasty shit in your ear too while he's pounding you from behind.

"ohh, this pussy so good f'me, ma. so wet, so fuckin' tight....g'nna fuck 'er nice 'n good, maybe leave a baby in 'er too.” he'd growl, his tip bullying your g-spot at a punishing pace. "you'd like that, wouldn't ya?" he'd pull you back by your hair, keeping your back flush against his broad chest while his rough hand traveled down your navel so his thick fingers could torture your clit. "want a baby fucked into yer tight, nasty pussy. ohh im gonna fill you up baby. fill this perfect, fuckin' pussy..."

the forbidden fruit is toji fushiguro, you cannot change my mind.

this was mindless nanami and toji drabble because I need them, istg im tweaking bc maybe they aren’t so different…

[ultimateshixiongfuckertournament]

THIRD PLACE ROUND - Jiang Cheng vs Wen Kexing

The battle for third place is between Jiang Cheng (shixiong: Wei Wuxian) from Mo Dao Zu Shi and Wen Kexing (shixiong: Zhou Zishu) from Word of Honor

Propaganda under the cut

Wen Kexing:

(okay so the canon part is confusing. cause wenzhou are officially canon in Faraway Wanderers and are censored bromance in Word of Honor. but they're only shixiong/shidi in Word of Honor and not in Faraway Wanderers. so idk what you want to do in regards to the canonicity of their relationship)

I mean Wen Kexing is all over Zhou Zishu from day 1, though he has very complicated emotions surrounding the whole shixiong/shidi element to their relationship, he does eventually declare himself as the second disciple of Shiji Manor and publicly acknowledges Zhou Zishu as his shixiong. anyways if you know anything about Wen Kexing you know how desperately he wants Zhou Zishu, even the censorship couldn't hide the fact that Wen Kexing wants to rail Zhou Zishu to kingdom come

the utter simp that is WKX for his ZZS? No contest. None. None at all.

#WKX now actually fucked his shixiong like pls the entire book/show is about him wanting to get with him

#WKX hands down wanna fck or get fcked by his “Ah-Xu~” from day 1

#y'all have the audacity. as if Wen Kexing did baby trap is shixiong with TWO kids

Jiang Cheng:

Clinged to WWX constantly for 7+ years, wanted to have WWX as his right hand man forever after becoming sect leader, cried after WWX left, cried when he discovered what WWX sacrificed for him, was TORN APART when it got explained to him that if they were more outwardly close knit, WWX might not have died

PROPAGANDA!! to start, i'm still very bitter about how fairy lost the sentient animal poll and i want to win this badly. very very badly. current stats are 50.6 in favour of jc but that's too less of a gap for me. jc should be winning this by a landslide, y'all hear me? anyways. starting with a class act, like the clown i am->

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a few links ( because i'm chengxian trash, as always and i'd love if poll-guy could copy paste them on the og post): one, two, three, four (gif), five, six, seven (gif), eight (thoughts on different wavelengths), the absolute circles of them saving each other, the fucking golden core reveal scene. golden scene reveal part 2, jiang cheng will always forgive wei wuxian

to start with. jiang cheng is literally the picture of "i knew from the moment i met you that i'd spend a lifetime forgiving you".

the earliest dynamic of jiang cheng and wei wuxian is jiang cheng giving away his dogs (the only gift his father has ever given him, btw) because wei wuxian is scared of the dogs. tis only the start of it.

his father very obviously prefers his shixiong over him, his mother berates him for not being as good as wei wuxian and tells him his inheritance is in danger, and his sister (in my opinion) has more care for him (visibly. maybe jiang yanli doesn't show it because jc is an emotionally complicated purple grape, maybe because jc doesn't need it, or wei wuxian is traumatised but that's my opinion). but still. still. Jiang Cheng loves Wei Wuxian. so much. jealousy is like. the most tame response i can think of. and jiang cheng is proud of wei wuxian, okay? he'd believe his big brother if he'd said anything. want proof? well, here you go-> link

to paraphrase the link:

Jiang Cheng had just lost his family, his home, and his very golden core, and his older brother - his brilliant older brother who could fix anything, who could sneak wine into Cloud Recesses and defeat an ancient turtle nearly-god and make Jiang Cheng share a smile when Jiang Cheng’s mother was disappointed and furious at both of them - His big brother smiled and said, “I can fix this.”And Jiang Cheng believed him then, and believed him three months later when Wei Wuxian crawled out of the Burial Mounds (just the second miracle in three months), and believed him every day of the next seventeen(?) years until the pieces were shoved into place for him to see.

also. the circle these two go in protecting each other. (gif set by @sandushengshou), the 'if one of us is to die, then, i beg, let it be me' that they both do for one another in a seemingly neverending loop of sacrifice. via this post a la my lovely @backtoyunmeng

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jiang cheng is a cannonically ruined woman archetype, justified via the countless posts you'll get in the top posts of jiang cheng tag. he keeps chenqing, wwx's flute in perfect condition even when he hates wei wuxian, even when wwx, if only indirectly, has a part in jiang yanli's murder and oof okay someone pointed out to him that he's known to have killed wei wuxian and he almost cries. he absolutely believes, with his whole heart, that wei wuxian lives even when the world is sure he doesnt. and it always read to me like, i'd know if he was dead. he's a part of my soul, so i'd know if he was dead. he can't be dead.

this is getting too long, so, to sum up, some absolute poetry by @jiangchengsjawline

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#JC On The Other Hand Has His Entire Life Shaped By His Shixiong And Ended Up Cast As The Ruined Woman By The End

#jiang cheng though. wasn't able to fuck his shixiong but his shixiong definitely fucked with him

#hello?? the answer is Jiang cheng pls#he's the shixiongfucker or all shixiong fucker you wish you could be as pathetically in love with your shixiong as he is#chengxian

#i do not go here (chengxian) but the propaganda is incredibly correct they are insane abt each other#also sorry jiang cheng ik you're suffering but they are so funny to me#neway VOTE JIANG CHENG FOR CLEAR SKIN

#look I rarely go here#(here being chengxian)#but by GOD their lvoe compels me#they’re tragic and doomed and they love each other without knowing how to say it in words the other would understand#or in words at all because communication??? we don’t know her???

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he didn't even think about sacrificing himself, and consequently his entire bloodline, his sect, pretty much everything that depends on him for his shixiong??????????

is this not convincing->

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#had to vote jc though i have more feelings about chengxian#i think jc should have a huge gege kink

#like. jiang cheng should win the entire tournament hands down period

#jiang cheng#is the only correct answer in my gay little brain#i’m sure everyone else’s shixiong fuckers are great too#but jiang cheng is MY favorite#tumblr polls#mdzs#if chengxian fucked in canon it would make everything about their situation at least 65% less complicated you can’t change my mind

[soobinzzwallet]

Be my baby ? જ⁀➴

Jake is head frat boy and you need someone to help you get rid of your ex (frat) boyfriend. Jake loves you secretly but do you? And as much as him?

What better situation to be in :D

frat boy Jake x reader

TW: violence, rumors, abuse, slutshaming

note ♡ : Enjoyyyy! I might do part 2

♡ 8:20 PM

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Summer is back, the weather is more sunnier and warm on the skin and that means bikini's out and more house parties are back. More frat house parties. Where the craziest shits happen as in dealing,stripping and whipping out you know what.

For you hell only begun now, since you broke up with your ex "k". He has been bugging you left and right about how you're missing out or you lost a diamond. A diamond? Please he was a peace of shit. Cheated on you multiple time with diff' girls. You did Not take that.

But unfortunately for you, you couldn't just be alone and weep about the heartbreak. Your friend Yunjin obviously had to drag you to another frat party that oh by the way your ex is also part of. Yeah life sucks right now for you. But you couldn't say no to Yunjin. She'll kill you if you said the simple word of two letters n and o , " no" .

She wore a black skirt witha silver top that also had diamonds on them along with glitter. She also had black boots on along with a black and silver belt around her tiny waist and silver jewelries ofc.

You wore a black short who covered enough with ripped black leggings under the shorts. You also wore a graphic black T-shirt your dad use to own and over that a black zipper with your black converse. And for jewelries you only had your silver rings and chains. They're casual.

You don't eve know how she got them to let you in. I mean you weren't the typical girl they would invite. Even when you were still in a relationship with K, He would barely bring you. You had no problem with it tho. You felt uncomfortable going there. You'd rather read your books and stay in your cozy room and sleeping in your amazing bed.

But here you are... at a frat party where your ex is a member of. God please pray for me. The booming sounds of the music was clrear from blocks away now imagine if you were actually at the house party. When you arrived before getting out of the car you let out a big ass sigh. Because tonight was really going to be a long night for you.

♡ 8:50 PM at the frat house party

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When you pulled up to the house you got hitt with a wave of smoke and a song scent of alcohol and aybe even drugs. You already begun to hate the decision you made to come to the party. Why does Yunjin have such a big effect on you? You're never able to say no to her, EVER! " Hey, let's go imma introduce you to my friends " she said.

You already knew her other girl friends who were mostly girlfriends of frat boys. They didn't like you for some reason, everyone if not most people thought you were a lesbian. And just because of a stupid rumor that K spreaded after y'all broke up. To save his ass and try to make people think he was a victim. "GUYS, this is Y/N. Y/N these are my firends, heeseung,jake,sunghoon,and jay my babyyy " she said.

they all introduced themselves and you did too. After that the one called Jake, he looked like a puppy more specifically a golden retriever. He had a black T-shirt and silver chainds and rings and a grey,blue mixed colors pants. They looked good on him, he looked good too. He was a solid 10/10 not gonna lie. He pointed at you in utter excittement " Hey our favorite lesbian ". Wich by the way he said it too loudly. You closed your eyes and internally rolled them and cursed under your breath before answering.

" I'm not a lesbian, it's just some stupid rumor!" you said trying to explain, hoping they would understand your situations. But you doubt it since they're prob friend with k. I mean they're in the same fraternity so, isn't that obvious that they would rather believe their own "brother". You just sighed again for the nth time today and decided to go look around the house and find a nice spot to chill.

You grabbed yourself a bottle of coke to have some sort of company while looking around. It was the usual college parties, drunk boys and girls. Dealers dealing , drinking , alcohol. A lot of alcohol and people being freaky in front of everyone ew. After a whie you thought you found a spot it was outside in the garden on a little secluded area from the rest.

You had a chair in hand from the bar and used it to sit on it and drink your coke while waiting for Yunjin to get done with whatever she's doing right now. You started rinking and enjoying the vieuw you had it was pretty. The stars were twinkling and they were beautiful too. It was when you almost finished your coke that you felt like you were hungry so you got back in and left the chair and the coke to go grab something to eat " maybe a cake would be good " you thought.

Your rushed trough the kitchen and trough the waves of bodies of drunk college boys and girls. It was when you almost got to your destination when suddenly a hand turned you around it was him. K grabbed your wrist and turned you around to look at him.

" Let me go! What do you want? "

" What the fuck are you doing here huh? "

" That doesn't fucking matter, let me go! "

" Oh don't worry i already know, you came here to slut around right? Trying to fuck the head frats huh? With your slutty bitch ass friend Yunjin-

SLAP!

You slapped him. You weren't going to take his shit anymore, no not anymore! But K didn't take that well, this time he choked you and pushed you to the wall. He put a lof of pressure in his hands that were on your neck. Since he was bigger and stronger than you, the pressure was even more. You almost couldn't breathe anymore and almost gave up when-

BLATCH!

A bat was smacked into his head, k fell down immediatly he was now unconscious big time. You looked at your savior trough hooded eyes, the ffect was still hard on you but it became better slowly.

" Are you okay? "

you didn't respond, couldn't actually...

" Y/N are you okay? " you remembered that voice. It was jake one of yunjin's friends. The one that looked like a golden retriever. He picked you up with a little grunt and set you on a table not far from where you guys justs standed. He took your face in his hands and checked for any bruises.

" Can you please send me somewhere,please? " you asked him and he let you go telling you to lead the way. And you did, you walked back to the area a little further away from the partying people. Soon you noticed that your coke bottle was now empty. " Oh uhm yeah sorry i drank that " he paused and continued " what happened back there? If you feel comfortable telling me ofcourse. " you responded.

" My ex is crazy, i caught him cheating and he was a pussy and started spreading rumors about me and harassing me. Because he thought i would tell other people about it " you said between little pauses.

There was a long pause until he responded " there might be a solution for this " you raised an eyebrow at him and then you suddenly realised how close y'all were to each other. So close that it'll seem that you were kissing each other. You just kept looking at him. When suddenly he closed the gap between y'all and kissed you hard. I'm saying hand on your waist that also wanted to travel to your butt but didn't.

" The solution is be my girl, baby " he said smirking at you.

♡ 9:20 PM

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No proofread

Also it's ike 1 AM here 😭😭 my sleeping schedule is fucked up

[axolotlwrites]

Good Puppy

Sub!Sam x M!Reader

It started with that innocuous little title… “golden retriever”.

Hey. It's been a bit, and I'm sorry it took so long, but I'm back. Again.

Here's a shorter little... drabble, I think you'd call it. Love y'all, and I'll see you with more stuff later.

P.S. Formatted on mobile, so I'm sorry if it's janky and weird

CW: deepthroating, oral sex, pet play, leash and collar play, "good boy", choking and gagging

It's funny, really. How all this ended up happening. How your blonde haired little “golden retriever” boyfriend ended up with his lips around your cock, a collar around his neck, moaning and whimpering as he bobbed, drool and spit slathered across his mouth.

It started with that innocuous little title… “golden retriever”.

Sam always giggled at the mention of it. He liked it, obviously, and it fit. He was always so energetic, playful, and nice.

And then, one night, during a jam session with his friends, you called him a good boy just to tease him.

He took it with stride, honestly. You'd expected him to crawl up in a blushing, giggling, little mess right on his bedroom floor but he laughed it off, a small blush running along his cute face. Afterwards, though?

He'd made an effort to show you just how much he loved the name.

So, it became an ongoing thing. Whenever you and him needed a signal to… get going and have your own little party, it'd be brought up.

Then, earlier tonight, you'd found a little secret he'd been hiding away in the closet. A black leather collar, with gold clasps and metal and such, complete with a leash.

And that's how he ended up on his knees at the foot of the bed, going down on you harder and faster than he ever had before, aided by your hand in his silky blonde hair and the leash wrapped around your other, pulling him down onto your cock.

“Such a good pup, baby. You've always wanted this, haven't you? To be my good little puppy?” You said it with that domineering, almost condescending tone reserved for moments of utter domination like this. And God, the way he whimpered as he slobbered all over your shaft. A sure, sloppy sign of affirmation.

This was always what he wanted, even if he didn't know it at the time.

Sam gagged on you, hard, his throat tightening around you as you moaned out into the air. “Good pet. Such a good puppy.” Your voice was wavering under the pleasure he was giving you. Yoba, his mouth felt amazing. His tongue was flat on the underside of your shaft, practically hugging you as he looked up with that half-lidded cock-drunk look in his eye.

He was trying so hard to please you, and it was paying off. “Gonna cum down your throat, pup. Fuck, you’re so good for me…” Your voice trailed off into moans and gasps, as you gripped his hair a little tighter, pulled the leash a little bit harder, and thrust your hips against his face a little faster.

Sam’s tongue felt amazing on your cock, and it was hard to get enough. You could barely think, your mind blurring into a haze as the hand in his hair started to push him down against your crotch. You were practically fucking his face now, if you weren’t before. “Be good for me and swallow it all, okay? Be good for me. So good…” You were leaning over him now, bucking your hips against his face, wild grunts and groans escaping your throat. You could hear the way his hands pumped around his own length, slick with precum and anticipation.

His moans were what really drove you over the edge. The way his tongue and mouth vibrated, deep and guttural around your dick as he voiced his own pleasure had your skin running wild. You couldn’t hold it anymore, your body shaking as you pulled the leash taut, choking him further as you forced him, albeit very willingly, to deepthroat you. What felt like gallons of strings of thick, sticky, hot cum spilled down his throat, as he spurted his own seed onto the floor. You held him there for a good couple seconds, letting him swallow, feeling those last little bits of undulation and pleasure you can get him to muster, before finally letting the leash go slack.

Sam pulls his mouth off you, coughing a little and sputtering as he recollects himself, leaning his head against your thigh. In between small coughing fits and catching his breath, he looks up at you. “Did… Did I do good?” You nod, hand gently carding through his hair, your dick softening as you rest back on your elbows. “Yeah. You were amazing for me, Sam. Perfect, even.”

You used what grip you had left on the leash to make him stand up, pulling him onto your lap. You slide your hand up to his neck, gently stroking the black leather of the collar. You let a finger slide into the ring on the front, pulling him closer as you unclipped the leash. “Wait, do you really wanna kiss me after I just-” You laughed, bringing your lips to rest just in front of his. “Sam, I do not give a fuck. Let me kiss you.” He smiled, that sort of gentle and genuine smile that brightens your day, and lets you pull him into it.

The kiss itself is gentle, passionate, short, and loving. He sits on your lap, gently moving as you place a hand behind his head and stroke his hair. As your lips finally part, he looks at you with an adorable smile. Your look, however, is of mischief. “Now… you’re gonna go clean your cum off the floor, and I’ll go get a bath ready.” He groans a little before stepping off your lap, still entirely naked, and grabs a towel.

As you walk past him to go get the bath ready, you stop next to him. He cranes his neck to look up at you, as you pat his head. You look him up and down, smiling gently. “Good boy.”

[wxnheart]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐡, '𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐅**𝐤' 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

note: dedicated to the lovely @bitchysouljellyfish. I absolutely enjoy our conversations and it's thanks to you that I came up with this idea. also, dear viewers, this is more a König x Ghost scenario but you'll be watching from the sidelines... because Simon says so.

POV: You're watching two of the finest men you know about to fuck like wild animals...

It's official. You hate Ghost. You hate Ghost with the force of a thousand fucking suns. Fuck him.

And fuck König, too, for cosigning this bullshit. Fuck both of them. You hope the glare you shot Simon got your point across.

Yeah, you hate them right now, but goddamn... they're fucking beautiful like this. And you can't do a damn thing about it.

It all started when Simon fucking snapped earlier. König got the best of him again and the bastard took it personally. Again. And in pure Ghost fashion, he shot the Austrian his signature glare and if you didn't know Simon well, you'd think he was trying to kill König ten times over with the way he was looking at him. But he wasn't. Not really. Not unless you count sex as murder.

Simon glared, body taut, and it was a mixture of frustration and pure unadulterated want. And poor König, looking startled, somewhat wary, and... oh—

Hard. They're both hard. Oh shit. When did that happen?

It was like a flash. They were staring each other down and next thing you know, Simon managed to tackle and pin König down on the floor. Oh shit. Bet y'all weren't expecting that.

Time to intervene—"Sit down." Huh? Say what now? "Simon—" "Sit. Down." You wanted to challenge him but... consequences, baby. And his voice sent shivers down your spine. So you sat. And you watched with rapt attention. And so was König, apparently. Huh. You thought he'd be more resistant to whatever was happening but he was just as interested in seeing this through as you were. Hell, you both wondered what the fuck Ghost was going to do next.

Well, you two didn't have to wonder long. Ghost practically ripped König's clothes off him he was so damn aroused. And oh, poor König, shocked and startled and hard and leaking... and, oh god. Fuck, Ghost...

His clothes came off just as quickly. And to hell with foreplay. Nah, it's all or nothing with this. No preparation, no fucking kisses, just the main course, a rush of adrenaline and pure and utter hate.

Goddamn, you remember the last time you and Simon hatefucked. Felt like you couldn't walk or see straight for the rest of the fucking day. Now it was König's turn. You squeezed your thighs together and bit your lip to suppress a moan of pleasure. Oh, you felt yourself getting hot. But Simon had you both fooled. No words. No indication. Just adrenaline and pure and utter hate. Shocking, wasn't it? The bastard just grabbed König's dick and made himself home on it. Slowly. Almost too fucking slow for your tastes. And König's. German curses under his breath, fingers twitching, and frustration emanating off of him in droves. And Simon's groan didn't make shit any better. ("F-Fucking hell...")

And what do you know? The motherfucker wouldn't even give König the satisfaction of touching him. Practically snarled the moment he tried to grab hold of his hips and pull him down even further. But fuck that noise. Simon didn't give a damn (well he did but that's not the point right now). Hope it felt so goddamn good he'd go insane. God, what was wrong with him? It hurt so damn much; his body was on fire but fuck if it didn't feel good, if his baby didn't feel good inside him. Fucking bastard.

It wasn't long (it felt like it though) before König was completely sheathed in Simon and it felt like you three were falling apart at the seams. Yeah, shit like this couldn't wait. Simon grabbed the taller man by his chin and made him look ("Look at me."), made him watch as—oh fuck, the way he moaned, the way he started to move, to make his taller lover fucking groan and come undone. And fuck you, König. He'd show you he could beat you where it counts. He'd show you who bested who in the end.

König couldn't complain, his breath was too busy being taken away, and hell, you weren't that far behind, watching the scene unfold before you, knowing that Simon would and could make this last as long or as short as he wanted to.

So yeah, fuck you Ghost, and fuck you, König for making this shit so. fucking. beautiful. Goddamn...

You opened your thighs. Your hand traveled lower and it wasn't long before your moans joined theirs.

[aemondsquill]

Utter Devotion

Aemond Targaryen x yandere!niece!reader

Reader is Daemon and Rhaenyra's daughter

Synopsis: In which Aemond's devoted wife has enough of his clownery. Hijinks ensue.

Warnings: mention of infidelity, gore and blood, murder, slight angst and toxicity, probably misogyny, FLUFF, lmk if I missed any :)

A/N: omg baby's first fanfic (in 10 years) please let me know what y'all think!

Sweet, docile, little lamb. Those were the words that often described me, the beloved wife of the fearsome Aemond Targaryen. It was a facade my father and I carefully crafted in order to infiltrate the greens when the Stranger beckoned the King Viserys. Unfortunately, I actually fell in love with the fool.

The two months that we've been married I've been nothing but devoted. I worship the ground my dear husband Aemond walks on, he is the love of my life, my muse, and my entire heart and soul. If he was a god, I was his loyal servant. He is the air in my lungs and the blood in my veins.

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"My Lady, there are whispers that Aemond allows a witch to warm his bed during his occupation of Harrenhal" Lydia, my ever-faithful chamber maid and confidant tells me. The bile rises in my throat and suddenly my dress feels too tight. Utter betrayal bleeds into my veins and threatens to choke the life out of me. How? After being so loyal and sweet to him, this is how he chooses to repay me?

"Pack my things" I whisper in a clipped voice. I fear raising my voice anymore will display the devastation I feel. I do not know where I am going yet, but I know I need to act fast.

Too many thoughts race through my brain; ways to get even, plots to kill him and his whore, burning down all of King's Landing. Anything for him to feel even a little of the hurt I felt. The thoughts excite me. I can feel the mask I carefully crafted begin to crack. My ugly, obsessive and dangerous side wants to break out and wage war.

My mother had always told me that I was my father's daughter, in the best and worst ways. We're brave and driven, but loyal to a fault. We spill blood willingly and easily. Nothing gets in the way of what we want.

I knew then that I would have to fly to Harrenhal and take matters into my own hands.

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Under the blanket of night, I carefully exited the warm bed my lovely, traitor of a husband currently occupies. I knelt down by his side and traced his strong features with my eyes. The slope of his nose, the shape of his light eyebrows, and the beautiful sapphire that sits in his empty socket. My eyes travel down to his plush lips and the urge to feel their petal-softness nearly overtakes me. Heat pools in my lower belly, but anger and sadness ravage my heart. How easy it would be to just kill him now. Too easy.

I donned a thick black cloak and slip through a secret passage that spirals down and out of the castle. The crisp night air pebbles my skin, but I press onward to the dragon pits.

My beast is startled to see me at such an unusual hour. I run my fingers along her black jagged scales and whisper softly for only her to hear. She rumbles in response and allows me to mount her.

The sky glitters with thousands of stars above me with nary a cloud in sight. The wind tangles my hair and the heat from my dragon heats my thighs. For a moment I feel relaxed, almost calm.

Excitement envelops me as I spot the foreboding castle in the distance. I can nearly taste the witch's blood on my tongue as I urge my dragon faster.

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And incessant rapping upon his doors startles the young Prince Aemond as he studies an endless pile of scrolls.

"What?!" He barks out, irritated.

"Your wife wishes to enter" the guard replies.

"Send her in" Aemond speaks dismissively. The large wooden door creaks open and in walks his most beautiful bride. His violet eye glances up at her briefly.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company, dear wife?" He questions while still attempting to decipher what Lord Lannister has written in his shoddy penmanship.

A wicked glint appears in my eyes as I lug a neatly wrapped brown box in my arms.

"I have brought you a gift from my latest excursion, Lord husband!" I could barely contain the giddiness in my voice and I approached his dark wood desk. He finally fully looked up at me, curiosity swirling in his gaze. I gingerly place the gift upon his desk with a large smile.

If he had been a little more attentive he would've noticed me discreetly shoving my blood-drenched hand behind me.

Aemond begins to tug at the plush pink ribbon with his slender fingers. When the tendrils of ribbon splay out across his desk he grasps the lid and lifts it.

"Wha-what is this?!" He flinches, startled at the cloudy green eyes that stare up at him. I felt proud that I could fit her entire head in that box without cutting off any additional parts.

"You do not recognize her without her body, husband? This is the whore you've been fucking" I speak plainly. A nearly demented smile makes my cheeks ache. He stares up at me with a wide eye, a mixture of shock and...arousal?

"I had heard whispers of you and the Rivers witch. You must understand that I could not simply allow you to besmirch our marriage like this. I have loved you and been nothing but loyal to you, my dear husband" I sneered.

"But all is well. I will forgive you're transgressions, my love" I leaned down to where our noses brushed together and whispered, "if I hear such rumors again I will not hesitate to do the very same to you, your sister, and your lovely mother" I sealed my promise with a chaste kiss against his lips.

"Threatening members of the royal family, wife? I could have your head for such treasonous words" he whispered back, admiration melting into his sultry voice.

"I must ask, where is the rest of her?" Aemond questioned casually, as if he was asking about the weather.

"I allowed my dragon to feast upon her corpse after I was finished with her. I want you to know that she died screaming and begging for her life" I spoke. He chuckled in response, which confused me even more.

"I fear what you might do to the woman who actually dares to sleep with me if this", he gesures to her head, "is all a mere whisper takes."

"You never laid with her?" I asked in astonishment. Relief bloomed in my chest. My husband was indeed not a cunt!

"No, dear wife. I inquired her about her powers, but I never fucked her" Aemond promised. I leapt forward and embraced him tightly. His warm arms slide around my waist and he presses small kisses along my hairline.

"I'm relieved, husband. I feared you were an adulterer! I almost feel foolish" I giggled lightly against his luscious lips.

"I would never forsake our marriage like that, my love. I must say, your devotion to me is highly admirable" he utters softly, "Why did you ever hide this part of you away from me?"

"I did not want to frighten you, my love. I felt if I showed you my true colors then you would hate me" I confessed, slightly embarrassed.

"I could never hate you. You are my beautiful, fierce little wife" he spoke with adoration lacing his words. I smiled at him and kissed him deeply.

"I love you."

"I love you, little wife."

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

Oh, your on cloud 9 baby.

OG ask: Sugarboo makes weed brownies for Al and Seth the first time. Hijinks ensue.

TW: edible brownies, weed

I'm just gonna make this as mature bc weed and I dint want this to get flagged-

Sugarboo, after a few hours finally finished the batch the boys wanted. They smiled as they started cleaning up their mess while cooking. Making sure theres nothing the boys will trip on while on their high.

Seth then peeked into the kitchen, looking at the brownies they made and then Sugar. Alphonse, who was behind him, moved around him and went up to Boo.

"Hey Boo. Need any help cleanin' up?" Asking Alphomse turned as Boo walked around him. His partner giggled at him and shook their head.

"No, I'm almost done anyways! The brownies just need to cool off a bit okay loves?" Smiling at Alphonse and then turned to Seth. The brunette then smiled and walked into the kitchen standing next to Alphonse. Who leaned down and gave Boo a kiss om the forehead.

"Thank you for making the brownies for us. You sure you don't wanna join?" Asking his partner, who shook their head. Boo giggled as they placed the hand Towle they used wiping the counter in the sink.

"Yeah Sugar. Don't wanna hog all the fun." Chuckling out. Boo turned to the boys and smiled at both of them. They were so considerate it was nice.

"Sadly no, someone has to take care of you two. I'm going to get the snacks ready okay?" Telling Alphonse, Boo then walked to the party grabbing chips, cookies, and other things. Luckily they made most of the sweet snacks yesterday.

"Here let me help, sug." Seth said as he went to Boo's side taking a cookie jar. Alphonse then came over and grabbed some things.

"Yeah, Boo let us at least help with the snacks." Smiling Alphonse then went to the living room and put the chip bags he grabbed on the coffee table. Boo rolled their eyes, those boys really don't like not helping them.

"Thank you, here let me go get a slice of brownies for you. I made the batch not so strong since it's both of y'alls first time." Explaining as they walked away Boo grabbed paper towels and a piece of brownie. Coming back they saw Alphonse and Seth arguing over what movie to watch.

After seeing Boo with the fun brownies, they thanked them and both ate a piece. Alphonse smiled at the taste of the chocolate, it was really good.

"So how long before they kick in?" Seth asked as he ate another piece. Alphonse on Boo's left finished his, then turned to listen to the answer.

"In a few minutes. Ready to start the movie?" Both nodded and got comfy to watch the movie.

A little bit later Alphonse started to giggle, Boo turned to see why he was giggling and snorted. Causing both boys to look at them, Boo grabbed their phone and snapped a picture.

"Look how pink your eyes are oh my god!" Giggling out, causing Alphonse to giggle more. Going forward he leaned on Boo's shoulder.

"My eyes.....feel heavy. It's spoon weirrddd....spoon? I meant sooo...." Whispering loudly Alphonse then ended up giggling again. Boo smiled seeing their lover enjoying himself, then turned to check on Seth.

"Seth?....ooohhh." Whispering Boo saw Seth looking at his hands. Hearing his name Seth looked at them, his eyes equally as pink as Alphonse's.

"Sugar, hands are sooo weird you know? Like why do they look like this? Also why does the room feel like a boat?" Asking multiple questions Seth looked around swaying a bit. Boo snorted again and Alphonse leaned over their body and poked Seth.

"Seth, Seth, Seth. Wanna know something?..." Whispering loudly, the brunette turned and blinked.

"Huh?" Seth answered as he blinked slowly. With a smile, causing Boo to snort at the interaction. Pulling their phone out to record.

"You know that one night where you told me you saw a ghost?" Asking giggling the whole time saying it. Seth nodded getting a really confused look on his face. "I lied when I said I saw it."

The look of utter betrayal was on Seth's face. He babbled a few things that didn't make sense and pointed at the pinkette.

"LIAR! YOU- YOU PINK BITCH!" Loudly exclaiming, Boo threw their head back laughing at that. Alphonse fell down on Boo's lap howling, taking deep breaths as Seth yelled names at him.

"Okay, okay, you guys good?" Boo asked wiping a tear. Alphonse nodded as he giggled in their lap getting comfy. Seth huffed as he lightly slapped Alphonse's shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm chilliinngg....is this what feeling like a stone is like?" Wondering Alphonse then looked at the coffee table. Sitting up fast and gasping taking a cookie.

"Holy shit I forgot we had snacks! God I fucking love you Boo." Munching on the cookies. He then turned and saw Seth grabbing a bag of chips. Boo switched the TV to a show, they put on adventure time.

"Oh my god. This is so fucking funny." Boo whispered as they looked at the two. Alphonse snorted as he looked at the TV, seeing Jake silently freaking out.

Seth let out small giggles through out the episode, Alphonse almost choked on cookies laughing. Boo smiled as their boys leaned on them, they ended up eating their snack. Enjoying watching the tv show with them and laughing at stupid things.

[serendertothesquad]

Seren's Studies: Odd Squad UK -- "Agent Overhill's Last Day" Episode Followup, Part 2

In the home stretch of this one, so let's see how Villain X will get caught below the break!

"So long, Overhill. It's been a pleasure beating you your whole career!"

See, the funny thing is that this guy could up the ante if he caused bodily harm. What he's doing now is baby stuff!

I feel like this pep talk would be a smidgen more impactful if Orwell weren't...y'know...in Security.

Still impactful, but it feels more like a punch on the shoulder than a punch to the chest.

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO M' BOI'S HAVIN' N O LUCK WITH THE CARD HUH.

I know this is supposed to be a "eureka moment" thing, but it's still hilarious. And makes me feel utter pity for Osgood.

"Look at this card. What do you see?"

"A wasted day?"

Eugh...oh God...this exchange should not have made me laugh as hard as it did.

Honestly, I was looking at the shapes on the doors, not the houses themselves. Unless that's a lone neighborhood, that's just weird design choice.

Forgot to mention this earlier, but I love how this background music sounds similar to the Pirates of the Caribbean theme, which the set tour I dug up also used. (This reupload uses Windows MIDI music for reasons stated in the description.)

It's not an intentional reference, but it is crazy coincidental.

...Hold up, bro's retiring too? I- why? To parallel with Overhill?

Really, if there were some kind of throwaway lines that told us why they were retiring, that would've made this episode hit a lot harder. The way I see it, "I'm retiring" is as much of an excuse as "my car's in the shop."

Once again, I will abso-fucking-lutely question Odd Squad's means of detainment, in that there are no means of detainment and all they do is order this villain -- so dangerous that an experienced agent like Overhill couldn't catch him -- to clean up his mess.

Now, if this weren't a PBS Kids show, he'd face more repercussions. Realistic repercussions. But alas, this is what we got stuck with.

Genuinely was not expecting this ending. Overhill likes the torn card because it reminds her of the villain whose ass she kicked, but she will fucking draw a line at him actually signing the thing.

And it's actually not so abrupt either. That was my main point.

And your credits for this episode. Honestly not sure who Daniel, Gabrielle, or Ty are, but I'd imagine they're in the interstitial attached to this episode.

Which, given PBS Kids's schedule cutbacks, doesn't make sense and just confuses me.

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So overall, this was a pretty decent episode with a few funny bits sprinkled in there, for an episode with a one-shotter. I expected Villain X to be a bit more menacing, though, perhaps foreshadowing for the finale since it's so close. But hey, can't have it all.

Oh, and my point about the retirement reasons still stands. Like I said, it would have given this episode more bite, but...Athena didn't exactly deliver. For an episode that touches on retirement for more than just a silly gag, I expected more. But outside of that, I enjoyed it!

Next up on the choppin' block will be "The Other Ozzie", our final episode before the three-part finale. I hear it's pretty solid, and as y'all know, I'm at the whim of the fandom, so I trust you. Make me proud.

Seren out!

[augenblicklich-lila]

boy meets girl (Tim Drake x OC)

It's been years since I really published any of my writing. It's scary. But this seems to be the year where I do things I usually wouldn't. So fuck it. Just for funsies. Be nice to me, yeah? Love y'all ♡

I am generally a person who prefers reading/writing with OCs. I do have x Reader stuff though.

That being said: Ameena is my baby but feel free to see her name as a placeholder. I didn't specify much about her tbh and it would feel like getting rid of her if I turned her into Y/N myself T-T.

These two give me 2017/2018 music vibes. Don't ask me what that means. Alexa, play I Like Me Better by Lauv or sth.

- Lila ♡♡♡

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SYNOPSIS: All Ameena wants is a peaceful night at home after a stressful day. Watch some TV until her brain is fried enough to simply pass out. Too bad a certain vigilante ends up crashing her date with her couch. Quite literally.

WARNINGS: Mentions of wounds/injuries and blood, those being treated, etc. All that shebang that comes with being a crime-fighting vigilante. Nothing graphic though.

WORD COUNT: 1957

It had been a tiring day, so Ameena settled on doing absolutely nothing but lying on her couch and watching TV, dressed in an oversized, comfy sweater and shorts, her hair in a messy bun. As she was halfway through Guardians of the Galaxy 2, the lights and every single electronic in her apartment suddenly turned off, making a not-so-silent squeak escape her.

As her hand frantically searched around for her phone, her mind already screamed at her to get some salt and make a circle, just in case. That worry intensified by a hundred times when a crash from her bedroom echoed loudly through her apartment, followed by some pained groans and then utter silence.

She jumped when the lights came back on and waited for more noises, yet Ameena heard nothing. Her body toyed around with the idea of panicking even more, but she forced the anxiousness down and, after grabbing her trusty bat, made her way into her room.

For a moment, the sight made her dizzy. The costume, the gadgets, and oh my god- "Where the heck is all the blood coming from?!" she whisper-yelled to herself, throwing all the questions and confusion out of the window, probably along with her common sense, and dropped her bat, hurriedly checking on the boy. 

There was a big cut on his forehead, more scratches on his arms and face and a gunshot wound in his shoulder. "Please have an exit wound, pleasepleaseplease-" Ameena breathed a sigh of relief when she found it and quickly dashed to the bathroom to get one of the first aid kits she always kept around, starting to clean the wounds and all the blood once she was back in her room, thanking whatever was out there that she was part of her local Emergency Response Team. 

Otherwise, she would've probably fainted. And there was no way she could take him to the ER, dressed like that and unconscious. There was also the fact that he would most likely have no way of identifying himself, and really, that was all just too troublesome.

As she undressed him and tended to his wounds, her mind didn't stop trying to wrap itself around what the hell just had happened. As much as a part of her wished it was just an extremely good cosplayer that had somehow climbed several floors into her secure apartment after he'd gotten into a very bad fight, she knew this was the real deal after seeing all the traps in the suit that she luckily didn't trigger.

"Did I get high? Is there a gas leak?" she ran a hand through her hair, getting up and throwing all the bloody gauze, bandages and towels into the trashcan, eyeing the mess that was her room. "He must've crashed into my dresser when he landed, shit." she gathered all the clothes that were strewn around, shoving the drawers back into place and picking the glass shards from broken picture frames.

The moment she stopped bustling around, the reality of what had occurred crashed down on her. "Oh my god, Tim Drake is in my apartment. What.the.fuck."

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Six hours later, at about four in the morning, Ameena was checking his vitals once more, making sure his pulse and respiration were normal and taking his temperature, frowning when it was quite high compared to the slight warmth she'd felt on his forehead just an hour ago. 

"Maybe he was injured for a while before he even arrived here?" she wondered out loud to herself. That would explain the incoming fever, at least, because she had been very thorough with the cleaning of his wounds and dressing them properly. She gently placed her hand on his hot forehead, jumping lightly when the boy groaned and slowly blinked his eyes open.

"I was," he answered in a hoarse voice, not seeming to realize where he was, or more where he wasn't. He squinted up at Ameena, who quickly snatched her hand away to dim the light of her bedside lamp. "Who- where-?"

"Shh." she gently pushed him back down when he tried pushing himself up into a sitting position, trying to keep her movements to a minimum, not wanting to come off as a possible threat. She knew she'd be freaked about waking up in a place you don't know with a complete stranger. Well, Ameena knew who he was, at least, not that it would matter much. "My name is Ameena and you're in my apartment. Crashed in here, quite literally." she lightly joked, gesturing at her messed-up drawer.

His eyes flickered around the room, taking everything in at a rapid speed. Then they snapped to the shredded remains of his suit and his half-naked state, his chest that was covered expertly in bandages and the bandaids plastered all over his face. His fingers instantly rushed up to his face, because for some reason his dizzy brain felt the need to confirm that he was unmasked in front of this girl.

"Don't worry," Ameena held her hands up in front of her. "I would've known who's under the mask anyways without taking it off and your head wound was bleeding a lot." the moment the words left her mouth, she cringed. "Wait, I should have worded that better. I'm not a stalker or a villain if that's what you think." taking a peek at the look on his face, she buried her face in her hands. "That is what you think. Perfect. I just- I mean no harm to you or anyone, really, so please don't do anything- I have no idea how to explain without sounding like a nutjob but I have proof, I swear, and-"

"Stop." Tim placed his hands on the girl's shoulder, slightly concerned with how red her head was getting. "Breathe. Ameena, right?" receiving a nod, he continued. "Just calm down and start explaining. I'm not gonna do anything, I swear. I'm just as confused about this situation, so please go on. Slowly this time, though." he sent her a slight smile when she took a deep breath, sitting back down on the edge of the bed.

"Okay so, to simplify it, you're not in your universe anymore."

Tim nodded slowly, taking this in. "Do you know another version of me?" Definitely not the weirdest thing that happened to him and also not the weirdest question he ever had to ask.

"Well, kind of?" Ameena answered, grinning sheepishly. "I think it's best if I just show you. Promise me not to freak out too much?" If it was anyone else she was talking to, she'd probably try easing them in, but Tim had always seemed like the type of person who'd appreciate the simple, hard facts delivered straightforwardly. And maybe an interesting and unique way of looking at things, so she threw caution to the wind and handed him her phone. "Just google yourself while I get some stuff." 'Some stuff' being her precious Red Robin comics and some others. "Oh and I feel like Tim Drake will be a more effective search than Red Robin. Don't want to end up looking at the restaurant info, right?" 

With that she escaped to the living room, face flushed from that awkward as-hell attempt at a joke. She gathered up the comics from the shelf, taking her sweet time to give Tim a moment to wrap his mind around the fact that he was a fictional character in this world.

She walked back into her room, setting the things down next to herself on the bed. "So, are you losing your mind yet, or...?"

"I'm very tempted to say 'what the actual fuck'"

Ameena snorted at that, smothering her laughter behind her hand. "Go ahead, I'm not stopping you. In fact, I have more what-the-fuck-material, right here." she placed the stack of comics on his lap. "Be careful please, they're precious to me and I will most definitely cry if anything happens to them."

Tim raised an eyebrow. "Seriously?" he carefully picked up the first volume of his own comic, staring at his own face on the cover with what looked like a mix of bewilderment, objection, awe, and a bit of confusion. "From 2009? Please tell me we're at least in the same year."

"It's actually 2018. August 22nd."

The raven-haired boy breathed a sigh of relief. "That was the date back home. That's something at least." without thinking, he dropped back down on the bed, groaning in pain. 

"Dude, you have to be careful with that." a look at his dressing told her that the wound opened again. Giving him a blank stare, she picked up the comics to bring them to safety and far away from the blood. "There goes the great job I did on that wound, Timothy." she swiftly grabbed some sterile pads, gauze and alcohol wipes, removing the bandages and getting to work.

Tim cringed, not only at the pain but also at the choice of name. "Please just say Tim. Timothy sounds-"

"Posh? Second-tier classic? An aristocrat. Or spoiled brat-" she cut him off, giggling when he let out an indignant 'hey!'. "Which is none of the things you are...probably."

"Probably?"

"Well, yeah. I don't actually know you. Just because you're one of my favorite characters in a comic series. God, this is such a messed-up thing to say." A few hours ago, all this was nothing but fiction, like theories about the multiverse and dimension travel and now- "I think I need to sleep soon." she said, rubbing her eyes once she was done cleaning the wound and starting to wrap the bandages around it again.

"You're good at this," he commented quietly, leaning forward so she had better access. "You got experience with stuff like this?"

"Wound care and first aid, yup. People crashing into my place from other worlds, not so much. But Emergency Relief and that kind of work tends to be a lot more chaotic." she yawned, stretching her arms and smiling in satisfaction at her work. Grabbing her pajamas, she left the room, changing in her living room, behind the door. 

"What are you doing?" the vigilante asked, watching Ameena grab her pillows off the bed, along with a blanket. "You don't have to sleep in the living room. Your bed is big enough, or I could take the couch-"

"No way in hell. You're injured and I gotta get some meds for you in the morning before you even think about walking around the apartment." staring at the space Tim had made for her, she huffed, throwing the pillows back down and all but throwing herself onto the bed. "Fuck it, I haven't slept in like 30 hours, I deserve this."

"That's not good for you, you know." Tim pointed out, once the light was off and the room was shrouded in darkness. He didn't need to see anything to hear Ameena lift her head and feel her incredulous stare, cracking up with laughter a second later.

"That's a lot, coming from the guy who has whole Tumblr pages dedicated to his sleep deprivation and coffee addiction." she shot back, snuggling deeper into her blanket. After a few minutes of silence, she finally dared to ask. "What are you gonna do now?"

A troubled sigh escaped the male. "Wait, I guess."

Ameena hesitated, delicately grabbing Tim's hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, not knowing what to say or do otherwise. How do you comfort someone in his situation? "I'll wait with you, if you want," she mumbled, smiling when he squeezed back. 

"Okay." was all he said, sounding half-asleep already.

"By the way, if you do anything while I'm asleep, I'll kill you."

"Fair."

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛ ∧＿∧ （｡･ω･｡)つ━☆・*。 ⊂　　 ノ 　　　・゜+. しーＪ　　　°。+ *´¨) “Hie thee home, little wanderer.”

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.✭・♛

[murfpersonalblog]

LITCHURHERALLY! I wanna see ghost!Claudia go off in S3, istg; just give Lestat pure hell. It's what she deserves. 😤 "I'll grind your bones to dust--" BISH, not if I don't shove you off the stage and into a stampeding crowd at your next concert! 😈 You and Travis Scott gonna need the same lawyer! 🤣

(The race riot would've happened anyway, regardless of Louis, as ALL the Black residents were pissed that the racist gov't shut Storyville down.) Claudia, as a resident of Storyville, was fated to die in a fire, and Loustat damned her by PLAYING GOD and remaking her in their image as vampires--Lou by pulling her from the fire, and Les by Turning her.

FACTS. U_U Which is why I don't believe a word of the Ep4 revisit.

I will die on the hill that that whole bit was scripted by the coven--all that BS about the Great Laws and Lestat being oh-so-concerned about Claudia's well-being is complete & utter tripe.

Even Armand's backstory in Ep3 corroborated Lestat's whole attitude against the Great Laws & religious dogma; and his God Complex that allowed him to dismiss anything & everything he DGAF about--UNLIKE Louis & Armand. "Rules are for fools, Daddy Lou!"

It's the whole point why Les busted up Armand's coven, telling them to STOP living by the Great Laws--learn from humans, "see death in all its beauty," and quit lurking in the shadows like filthy gremlins. Les's whole creed is that vampires should do whatever they want. And Les tells us in the books that's exactly why he made Claudia (X), and why HE alone was responsible/liable for punishment (X).

Les Turned Claudia cuz HE wanted to Turn Claudia--eff Lou's begging, eff the Great Laws--eff CLAUDIA. She was a means to an end, and the collateral damage in Loustat's "stormy romance;" the "shingle that flew off your roof." Claudia never lied a day in her life. 😔

Exactly. Even Claudia recognized right off that she "made things right" whenever her parents had "problems:" namely, Lou hating being a vampire & killing, but tryna please Les, for the sake of their family. Lou's 100% culpable for his failings by Claudia, but AMC constantly shows that Loustat baby trapped each other, based on the whims & desires of LESTAT. HE chose Lou as his family; and HE chose to make Claudia for Lou to KEEP him--come hell or high water.

The COVEN was the the one that tried to push all the blame onto Lou to make Les look innocent; like HE "couldn't prevent it;" that jezebel dared to use ultimatums to force helpless Les to Turn her; puh-lease. LESTAT was their Maker, their TEACHER, the HEAD of their family.

And at the end of the day, Les "taught" them EFF ALL--including about Armand, the Coven, and the Great Laws.

Unlike TWMBK, the Paris Coven was a secret Lestat SHOULD'VE told them about from the start, even if it was just to say: Chile, they're some freaks over in Europe, we're not gonna live like them, but keep a heads up if any grimy cultists try to indoctrinate you in some weird vampire-themed theatre in Paris, cuz I frikkin founded it, and they've got a whole shrine to me cuz Armand's in love with me and might kill y'all just to spite me; whoops? 👉👈 My younger years were WILD, I tell you! 😅

TRUE. Claudia even said their early years were "easy times," when they were all happy together, b4 Charlie died. Everything went south the second Les put his hands on Claudia; putting her in a chokehold to force her to watch Charlie burn in Ep4; and chokeslamming her in Ep5 after he read her diaries, and before the fight. Even the book showed Les' child abuse, and the ways he would threaten Claudia to keep Lou in line. Lou should've stood up to defend her WAY sooner, but he DID fight for her, and stand by her, even if it wasn't good enough--which is more than Lestat can say, at least. 🙄😒

Lestat's getting away with murder. 😩🤦

BRUH.

Lestat's accountability is just a non-entity at this point, @aizenat.

I'm shocked everyone threw the blame at Armand's feet, when it was Santiago who broke into Louis' home and stole her diaries in the first place.

The Blonde Privilege is wild. 😔

[rinhoes]

﹙⸻ leah's 500 follower event ﹚WEEK ONE :: DAY ONE — HAKKAI SHIBA. ⸻ "𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄"

HAKKAI NEVER HAD A PROBLEM being the man on the side; in fact, he found the whole thing invigorating. The idea of fucking someone else's girlfriend sent excitement straight to his core. Watching Y/N bounce on his thick cock in the backseat of his BMW while her boyfriend waited just a few steps away in the posh restaurant sent arousal down his body. Hakkai thought it was amusing, with his soft pink lips sucking on her brown nipples, as she moaned his name during their heated little quickie. “Oh my god, Hakkai. Y-yes baby please.”

He would look at her lewd expression with a smirk on his face, “What baby? Your boyfriend still isn’t fucking you right?” He’d tease, pulling down on her thick coils, he licked and sucked on her soft neck. Hakkai loved being the man on the side, being able to have someone so beautiful as her hot and wet for him, feeling the way her cunt hugged his thick member, her boyfriend could never. Whatever his name was, Hakkai never bothered to remember it. With her mewls filling the car's exterior, heat condensing on the window, Y/N was more than thankful for the heavily tinted windows and night sky covering their lewd ac. His mushroom tip rubbing gently on her sweet spot, she would arch her body against his thick chest. “There you go, princess. Show me how good I feel in you.” His deep voice rattled in her chest.

Throwing her head back in utter bliss, Hakkai smirked again, biting the moans threatening to spill from his lips. Her warm pussy fluttered around his girth, his grip on her plushy thighs would tighten as his hot cum flooded her tight walls. "Oh look who's calling—" Hakkai joked through his heavy pants as his gaze drifted from her bare chest to the pink iPhone with the man's contact photo. "I guess you're running late, huh baby?.

leah's taglist 💌 :: @misss-chrisss | @dejwrites | @gabzlovesu | @angwritez | @hotblkbimbo | @luffysthickwaifu | @iwascrybaby | @black-girl-anime-lover | @seyawrld

I wasn't sure if I should have added the taglist or not for the event so I did it anyway. lmfao 😭, anywho this post kicks off my follower event, hope y'all enjoy it. THANKS FOR 500 🤎

[highladyluck]

Wheel of Time 01x05 liveblog

Teaser:

offerings! to ward off the Forsaken!!! FORSAKEN DEMON STATUES!!!!! I love this so much I need the entire set please sell them to me [ok so what is the funniest instrument for Asmodean's statue to have and what is the funniest placement for it in relation to him? I vote him crawling out of a tuba but I will also accept that his stomach is bagpipes or he is riding on a demonic accordian]

[from the recap] I love Mat's liquid grace when he's dagger vibing.

White for funerals (I like the music too!)

Nyneave holding her braid like it's a stuffed animal

That is a lot of people. The king's army too, or just the Tar Valon losses?

Timeskip one month!

Nyneave worried about Stepin... lotta subtext there re: the warder bond and what the loss of Moiraine might do to Lan, etc etc

Mat does NOT look well. This is gonna break my fucking heart.

Rand "I've seen that mountain before" al'Thor, when the fuck would you have seen that mountain before, pray tell?

Tar Valon theme!!! Are those the dulcet tones of Al'Natio or is it something else?

CAMEL!!!!

awwww Mat looked briefly excited for what I assume is the the first time in a month

Mat like full-body eyerolls when Rand implies he needs a bath, love that Mat can still convey utter disdain basically entirely through body language

Fuck y'all got me Cauthoring, I was like "THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED???!?" until the camera panned over to the other bed. Is this disappointment sufficient grounds to sue Rafe for queerbaiting? Please discuss

...wait ok wtf happened, Rand was not this grimy a second ago. These are some very dirty boys.

Mat is haunted by his unclear memory already, this poor boy

Nyneave thesis statement: "I don't care about the Amyrlin or your Tower politics. I care about my people."

"But will you tell me?" ooooooooh fight fight fight

Moiraine trying to warn; Nyneave bluffing

"Can you ever go back to being who you were? No, but it's a gift" is the attitude Mat “It’s not a gift if I steal it” Cauthon should have, but absolutely does not, and it is right that Nyneave is also being given this advice since they are both the ones who cling most tightly to their roots and are also the unreliablest narrators

You can tell Moiraine likes Nyneave, and you can also tell that Nyneave does not believe that Moiraine likes her

Perrin is so cute omggggggggggg his haiiiiiiir (but also still dressed very drably, pointing out that he hasn't acclimated like Egg has)

Ugh *now* it is time for Egg to fall afoul of Whitecloaks, I see how it is

ooooooof this is gonna fuck up everybody

I appreciate Aram's lived experience but I am pretty sure Valda specifically would kill anyone

Rand you fucking nerd, running straight for the Prophecies of the Dragon

Loial! Great voice :)

Rand is so defensive about being a ginger

I just realized Loial gives me Worf vibes and I'm here for it

Egwene as Jain Farstrider's reincarnation... *ponders* ...WAIT is he dead? Or do people just think he's dead?

oh my god Mat (well, at least he's still ok if he can look at girls)

Logain: cackles | Me: cackles

Mat: "I won't be like that" Oh honey, baby, my precious horrible gremlin child, I'm crying T_T Rand: "I promise" Me: “KISS”

Rand: "You'd do the same for me?" Mat, utterly unconvincingly: "You bet" [omfg 'you bet' it's never just a colloquialism with Mr. Gambling Addiction over here]

"Young boy with a death wish" lord how many of those does this series have?

FOUND FAMILY

uuuugh I love the RITUALS [during the candle-lighting]

...literally never seen a purification ritual that also felt so degrading (but thankfully, in an impersonal, not-really-sexualized way). I suspect this is a taste of things to come, both in a way I won't go into for spoilers reasons and also more generally in that if there is more onscreen violence in combination with nudity in this show, I expect it to continue be desexualized, especially if it involves women. This is the contract that Robert Jordan (mostly) upheld with book readers and I'm going to be extremely upset if the show follows GoT cues on violence against women instead. So far, so good.

Thank god Egwene is smart. I love Eggy. She's like 'fuck you'

oooooh golden eyes

Valda. ooooooooof.

"The pain is the only thing I have left of her and I'm not ready to let go of it yet" / "Don't worry, the pain will never go away" ooooof, this was a lovely exchange though

I love how after he leaves and Nyneave is alone, she eyes the ajar door almost like, flirtatiously. Like "mmmm I know I shouldn't but I'm totally gonna go exploring"

Liandrin trying to be friendly is so goddamn patronizing

I'm so scared [of dagger!Mat meeting Nyneave] phew at least he didn't hurt Nyneave

Life and death is the theme of this episode

Is breakbone fever tetanus? *squirrels this information away for fic reasons*

"The fever had broken, not her"

Is Perrin gonna confess?

I think you should light Valda's head on fire (my brain: "You must have got one of them / combustable heads" )

It's werewolf Perrin! At last at last

*cackles delightedly as Egwene stabs a bitch*

Wolfies :)

...ok is that a lie from Liandrin about Nyneave, or can she say it because she's cloaking it as an assumption?

I support The Gay Shit but I do not like Liandrin hitting on Moiraine

offerings! to ward off the Forsaken!!! FORSAKEN DEMON STATUES!!!!! I love this so much I need the entire set please sell them to me [ok so what is the funniest instrument for Asmodean's statue to have and what is the funniest placement for it in relation to him? I vote him crawling out of a tuba but I will also accept that his stomach is bagpipes or he is riding on a demonic accordian]

oh hai it's our buddy Ishamael, Father of Lies :)

Moiraine looks like she's gonna cry :(

persimmons from Tar Valon! (These are hachiya persimmons, which are only edible out of hand when they’ve matured enough, which makes them a bit of a symbolic fruit for the long-lived Aes Sedai. It’s not in the books but it’s a very lovely little worldbuilding detail they added for the show!)

"Look, I'm nervous about my first gay sex, pls comfort me Daddy Lan"

out of the mouths of warders comes wisdom about the Wisdom

Ok that position can not be comfortable, how tf do you sleep like that? ...I mean I guess you can if you're drugged, that's obviously the point, but still

oh dear.

Oh I love the droning. ooooooof. That was very powerful.

[jikseud]

In Another Life

pairings: chan x reader

wc: 1.1k

genre: tiny fluff, little angst

warnings: kind of messy ending (?) a little sadness.

note: here's a little drabble for y'all. and yes this is kind of inspired by 5SoS' song "She Looks So Perfect" and yes this hasn't been proof read yet but hope you enjoy it!!! +I'm sorry in advance if it's not that good huhu

“Hey Y/n... ” Chan whispered as we lay silently, staring at the stars above us. I answered him with a quiet hum, closing my eyes slowly. “I was thinking... ” he started. “What if one day, I show up at your door... with a plane ticket, and a shiny diamond ring with your name on it..." he paused. My eyes opened to look at him, silently asking him to continue. “Well... would you want to run away? With me? ” he said, looking deeply into my eyes. I stared back at him and saw the sincerity and hope in them.

God, I love this man.

I deeply took a breath before breaking our eye contact. I smiled ahead of me before answering, “I don't know? What's in it for me?”.

He laughed at me. “Hmm, I'm not really sure about what else you want but, we'll be together 24/7, I give you that, I'd cook for you everyday, clean the house with you... and the rest... we can just figure it out on the way and I will make sure to give you everything you deserve and everything you ever wanted,” he replied.

“Like?” I pressed. He held my hand as he hummed.

“Like a big house, one that's big enough for our future kids to run around in as if they were in a huge field. Or that one necklace you'd always whined about, or that one bag that looks so pretty but so expensive as well, or that sports car you always talked to me about, or the penthouse we always dreamed of getting, or maybe this one expensive and modern looking house just a few blocks away from here... and anything and everything you want...” he faltered, seeming to dig inside his head for more ideas. I smiled at his cuteness.

“Tell you what… I don't really want anything else. You know I will run away with you even if the only thing we have is this little blanket...” I paused, lifting the blanket that's covering the both of us. “Oh and something that will help us live of course,” I continued then I turned to face him, lifting both of my hands to cup his face. “You know I'm not a picky person Chan, I'd run away with you even without the shiny diamond ring, the plane ticket, a luxury living space... all that, heck you could even offer me a small old apartment with holes on the ceiling and cracks on the walls and I'll be packing my bags in an instant,” I joked. “Chan, having you here with me and knowing that you had my back whenever is already enough. Just seeing you happy makes me happy, and contented as well so whatever it is that you could offer, may it be a small thing or a big thing, I'd gratefully take it as long as you'll be here to stay with me... As long as you promise to not leave me ever,” I told him as I deeply looked into his watering eyes. “You're literally all I need, Chan.” I finished my mini speech.

He slowly smiled after failing to blink his tears away. “I'm supposed to be the one making this romantic and all but you beat me to it,” he sniffled once before speaking again. “Anyways, I promise. I promise I'd stay by your side until my last breath, even in the afterlife, and even in our next life... I'm literally your soulmate but if I wasn't, I will do everything in my power to make sure that I'd be your soulmate no matter what, even if you don't feel the same about me anymore, I'd make sure you fall in love with me all over again. I'd make you fall in love with me all over again,” he swore and I laughed slightly at him.

He looked at me, looking offended that I laughed at his little promise and so I gave him a kiss before replying, "You silly little baby, even when I don't feel the same anymore, the universe will always find it's way to bring me back to you. We're soulmates after all and I refuse to have any other person as my soulmate. You're already more than enough for me so I wouldn't dare to let you go."

He smiled so wide at me before locking me in his hold. “You promise that?” he asked and I chuckled at him.

“I promise, cross my heart,” I answered. He tightened his hold on me.

“You swear? Even if your tongue gets cut off?” he asked again and this time, I laughed harder at him.

“I swear on my life,” I assured him as he turned me around to give me a kiss.

He looked at me deep in the eyes before landing another kiss, a longer one, on my lips.

“I love you, Y/N. So much,” he whispered and I felt my heart beat faster at his admission.

Even after hearing those words from him plenty of times already, everytime he says it feels like the first time all over again.

Still gives me butterflies and still makes my heart skip a beat.

“I love you more, Chan. More than you could ever imagine.”

-

And think I was so wrong for loving you more.

I shouldn't have held on to your promises so I wouldn't be hurting this much right now because in the end, you still left me.

You left me so easily with the same amount of ease you had when you threw those promises to me that night. You left me in a snap of a finger that I couldn't do anything but take it all in.

And now I cry silently beside your lifeless form, laying peacefully in front of me as I stare lovingly at you just like I did all those years ago. Memorising every detail of your beautiful features, too scared to forget how you would look like if I ever tear my eyes away from you even for a second. The only difference now is that my love for you is now being accompanied by numbness and sadness which used to be pure love and utter happiness.

I wasn't ready for this at all. I didn't see this coming and the chances of this happening was buried so deep in the back of my head that I never thought it would actually happen.

I never thought the day you'd leave me would actually come and I never thought it would come this soon. I just wish I had prepared more so it wouldn't hurt this much.

But maybe... things really do happen for a reason. In our case, the reason maybe is that this lifetime isn't for us. Maybe we weren't destined for each other in this life. Maybe the universe had store something more for the two of us on another lifetime and maybe we should just keep waiting until we get what we deserve.

So, even if it hurts, I will still hold on to your promise. I'll still believe that you will find me again in another life. I believe, our time will come soon, it doesn't have to be now but maybe in another life, Chan.

Maybe in another life.

-

A/N: Hehe.

[teenyweenynightghost]

Måneskin Group Chat- Chapter 6

(Ok so now that I fixed the emotional mess that I created I can return to what I do best: chaos and sarcasm<3)

Warnings: Language, photos but not explicit (honestly if you’re browsing THIS side of tumblr ya should be fine)

[Måneskin House] Fri 18:57

D: Why did I just hear Vic scream

T: What?

y/n: He just heard Vic scream

y/n: did you lose your eye sight?

T: Do you have any idea just how suspicious you're acting

Y/n: Oh don't be absurd, I'm just hanging at home with my two Angl-Nubian goats, my perfect and very much alive boyfriend and a dead body

D: A what now

y/n: MY B O Y F R I E N D

y/n: Do i really need to make appointments for you two at the doctor's office? You promised last time that you would do it yourselves

D: Fuck the doctor what do you mean A DEAD BODY

T: A STATEMENT SAID RIGHT AFTER VIC'S SCREAM

y/n: hey remember dami that time she started patting your head while you were sleeping so she could post it on insta

D: OH well then please resume your activities

Y/n: Hm and THomas darling

Y/n: Who loves waking you up by throwing the speaker in your room?

T: A dead body NOw i suppose

Y/n: Glad there are no complaints

V: IS THAT WHAT IT TAKES FOR HER TO WIN YOU OVER

V: YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF VIPERS

D: Yeah but Thomas is the Cobra:D

V: FUCK ALL OF YOU especially YOU Ethan

E: Don't drag me into this

V: no? NO?

D: What did he do

V: Well, let's see, while y/n had me strapped to a chair and looking through my phone laughing her ass off at my clear discomfort, HIS BITCH ASS JUST CAME IN THERE, brushed away her stupid damn hair like 'ewu cuccolina dO yOu WanT SomEthINg to DrInK" ?

V: COMPLETELY IGNORING ME

Y/n: Awww sweetie if you wanted attention you could just ask🙃

V: Oh i'll fucking show you attention

... [cue some time later]

Y/n: Y'all vic has been pretty damn quiet hasn't she

E: NO SHE HAS NOT

D: Oooo whats thAT about

E: Y/n I didn't know you took...pictures

Y/n: oh oho Oh Oh OH OH OH

T: can i not be woken up by screams anymore why in this dirty world did y/n just scream VICTORIAAa as if she was going to kill her

Y/N: OH MY GOD I CAN'T BELIEVE HER

[switch to DMs between VicDeAngelis and YN]

Y/n: Oh this is how you wanna play you little shit baby

V: Oh well sweetheart, he's your boyfriend- why would he not enjoy that🙃

Y/n: UGH you know you're the only one who's seen them!

V: Oh believe me, I know that puppy

Y/n: oh you're bringing the puppy thing back now huh

V: Well it always made you blush in the prettiest of places

[Switch to Dms between Edgar and YN]

E: IM SORRY I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT THEY WERE

y/n: Nah don't worry

y/n: However Vic on the other side has a LOT to worry about if you know what i mean ;)

E:... threesome?

Y/n: What? No-

Y/n: Oh hold up

E: Im down if you are

Y/n: I might just have an idea

[Switch to DMs between VicDeAngelis and Y/N]

y/n: hey vic, i was trying this new swimsuit on what do you think

V: something is definitely off but im not passing an opportunity of seeing anything ;)

Y/n:

V: you don’t look bad at all puppy;)

y/n: i agree- i also bought this shampoo set which is chocolate scented 

y/n: i literally smell like a dessert

V: i bet you taste like one too

Y/n: well, per ethan’s request, you’re more than welcome to join him in his discovery

V: i’ll be over in 10

... [an impressive amount of time later]

[Måneskin House]

T: which one of you motherfuckers ate all the whipping cream

V: y/n

Y/n: Me? Really? I didn’t even get to taste it

T: 😑

D: what do you me- OOOOOOHOHOHOOHOHOOHOHOH

D: HOOOOO LEEEEEEE FUUUUUUUUCKK

D: OMG  youu kinky little bastards

T: what WHAT

D: ETHAN + VIC + Y/N + WHIPPING CREAM

T: OH MY GOD

T: well fucking finally

Y/n: if one more word is uttered about this matter im deleting the group

E: five

T: five?

D: NO FUCKING WAY HOOOOO

T: OMG Y/N FIVE FUCKING TIMES?

Y/n: I will kill you all, individually, and i will do it so slowly you won’t know whether you’re alive or dead

D: kinky

Y/n: DAMIANO I SWEAR TO GOD

Y/N: fuck this im out- ethan go get me an ice pack

E: of course love

D: Damn even an ice pack

T: I never thought i would say this, but i have never been so happy to be so far away from the comfort of my home

E: Yeah two neighbours already came to complain

V: I had the pleasure of dealing with them

D: That thought alone sends shivers through my spine

V: It should

T: Anyway WHO WANTS PIZZA

Y/N: ME BITCH

T: you would think you wouldn’t be so hungry anymore

Y/n: you got the pizza or no man (spoken in a heavily italian accent)

T: hahaha making fun of our accents now huh

Y/n: nooo, me? im a good vagazza

T: OOO we ave imitating edgav now ave we

E: how about no

D: ok so how about someone actually goes and gets the pizza

T: i already ordered it

V: i love how we’re all in the same house yet we aren’t making any efforts of actually talking

y/n: talking is overrated

T: Pizza is hereee

(cue 5 people now transformed into monkeys running to be the first ones there, so that they may remove the little table from the centre of the pizza)

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I swear i didn’t mean to make it dirty, however my hormones are currently on a rollercoaster and that one comment i saw about doing an ethan x reader x vic thing just stayed in my head

Anyway, im gonna try and make a few more chapters today, please send me an ask if you want anything in particular to go down or if you want to be added to my tag list

until then, ciao dearies

@fuckim-so-gay​ @ginny-lily​