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kitten4sannie · 1 year ago

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ohh my lovely, lovely nora you have no idea how how adorable you are truly like the fact that you hid this fic from me for so long just so that it would be a surprise … i’m in absolute shambles ;; and i’m about to be one foot in the grave after i read this fic again bc GODDD you killed it you just took my silly little horny thot and elevated it into the next dimension(like you always do ofc) but GODDAMN man the way i would go into debt for your stripper san ughhh and DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THAT OUTFIT YOU CHOSE FOR HIM !! i can’t stop picturing the way his tiddies would be popping out of that thing oh my god i’m ill anywaysss time for the parts that flung me into outer space ✨

Cheap, glittery fabric pressed into the skin of his toned chest, stretching around his biceps until a peak of his warm skin tone shone through the white. His thighs wrapped around the pole, the muscles bulging as he held himself up and rolled his body around the metal rod, a dainty belly chain loose around his narrow waist, head rolled backwards to stretch out the column of his freckled throat.

IM ALREADY READY TO BARK FOR THIS MAN WHAT THE FUCK THE BELLY CHAIN THE MELANIN HIS TINY WAIST THE DESCRIPTION OF HIS NECK RJRJDDB I LOVE THE WSY YOU WRITE SMMMM

ogling eyes zeroing in on the metal bar piercing his nipple as it occasionally brushed against the pole.

*distant barking grows louder and louder*

“And tight, ‘tried him out myself,” you could hear the smirk in his voice, proud of his take on a job interview.

no he did nottttt oml pimp woo’s so nastyy i need himm 💥💥💥💥 also the mention of his curved nose made me glitch out so thank you for that~

“What’s the matter, Sannie, did Youngie fuck you too hard last night? Can’t even arch your back properly?”

HELPPPPPP SHES SO HOT FOR THAT

San took a few breaths and drove his cock further into you, grinding his length between your dripping walls until it chubbed up once again. It caught you off guard, his eagerness to perform, to prove himself to you, to fuck you dumb in front of all your customers.

i’m losing itttttt :)))))

Calloused fingers slipped under you to tangle in the hair at your nape, tugging sharply until your neck craned at the force, your next words dying on your tongue as he began pistoning his cock into your needy cunt, a broken cry ripping through your chest as his cockhead pressed into your sweet spot repeatedly.

RRDHXJDHSHDHDH IVE LOST IT MY LAST MARBLE ITS GONE OH MH GOD THE SWITCH IN DYNAMICS FUCKS ME UPPPP

“You want them to watch how I’m gonna fuck you full? I’ll give you all I have, Miss, every last drop, until you’re all swollen with my cum,” he rambled

San interrupted your complaints, “tell me you want it.”

��-and I’m the one fucking you stupid,” he retorted

THESEEE LINES AAAAAAAAAA I NEED HIMM 🥲🥲🥲🥲

San’s fingers dented your skin with enough force to promise blossoming bruises, his breath laboured as he began to chase his own high after you’d ridden out yours, fucking into you like a madman, “’m almost there, Miss, ‘gonna make sure you’re nice and full of me,” He groaned near your ear, the sound melting away the tinges of overstimulation jolting you away from him, his tight grip keeping you in place to buck his hips into your used hole. “So full you might get pregnant- ngh!”

no thoughts …. none at all ….

move

navi

pairing: pole dancer!choi san x club owner!reader (fem)

w.c.: 3.3k

tags: smut, ft. pimp!woo

song rec: 'move' by taemin

with his toned thighs wrapped around the pole, sweat glistening under the changing lights, you felt the urge to wipe the cocky smirk off the new hire's lips. but little did you know, choi san loved performing for a crowd.

A/N: this is for my lovely, pretty, gorgeous, insanely kind, amazing, genius, and beautiful alyssa (@kitten4sannie) <3 I'm sorry this took over a month to get to ;; I really hope the wait was worth it though!! + a big thank you to choy (@chokchokk) for entertaining my thoughts for the past few days!! happy reading~ ^^

nsfw & warnings under the cut—minors dni!! 🔞

warnings: this —in white— is san's outfit for reference (except tighter, cheaper-looking and with a different chain), mentioned mxm, reader has one drink but everything is consensual, switch!san (shorty give me whip-whiplash), mean!reader, she's a badass though, public sex, unprotected sex (👎), san has a nipple piercing, some nipple play (m), multiple orgasms (m), multiple creampies, some edging, overstimulation, a hint of breeding/impreg kink, voyeurism/exhibitionism, degradation, so much dirty talk, nicknames (sannie, pretty boy; miss, darling), I think that's all (?)

Scrunching your nose at the rancid odour of sewage, your heeled boots clacked against the pavement leading to the guarded club entrance, digging into your coat pocket and fishing out a stack of bills to lay gently in front of the homeless man’s sleeping bag. You passed by him every night, his yellow grin a stark contrast to his surroundings—fetid air driving everyone in the area to hold their breath, disease-ridden rodents and pretentious high school dropouts with one too many stacks of their daddy’s money crawling around in the vicinity.

You walked past the burly guard at the front, watching his ninety-degree bow from the corner of your eye as you stepped into the club. It wasn’t the best area to run such business, but you got enough loyal customers—mostly rich men lying to their wives—to pay the bills. You supposed you should be thankful to your father for that, the wretched bastard leaving his only daughter to run this shithole.

You walked down the short hallway and into wide room, blues and purples illuminating the shiny tile and peeling walls as you carried yourself to the bar near the entrance. The rusted stool creaked as you rested your body weight down on it, ignoring the young bartender as she scrambled to make your usual drink, drops of expensive liquor flying over the bench before she dropped a decorated glass in front of you. Giving her a tight-lipped smile, you wrapped your fingers around the cup and allowed the bitterness to sink into your taste buds.

Sitting sideways at the bar, forearm flat on the surface with the drink loosely held in your hand, you focused your eyes on the man to your left, moving his body around the pole anchored in the middle of the room. Cheap, glittery fabric pressed into the skin of his toned chest, stretching around his biceps until a peak of his warm skin tone shone through the white. His thighs wrapped around the pole, the muscles bulging as he held himself up and rolled his body around the metal rod, a dainty belly chain loose around his narrow waist, head rolled backwards to stretch out the column of his freckled throat. You could tell he was trying to show off his rounded backside, but his movements carried a certain stiffness that made you scoff. The customers spread out on the seats surrounding the stage—a mix of older, unhappily married men, and younger, broke college students who couldn’t afford a fancier club—didn’t seem to mind as much, taking in his lousy attempt of an arch and the prominent bulge pressing against the thin material of his shimmering bottoms, ogling eyes zeroing in on the metal bar piercing his nipple as it occasionally brushed against the pole.

He lowered himself down onto the LED flooring on his tiptoes, maintaining the graceful stance as the song came to an end, feline eyes flitting upwards to bore into yours. He oozed confidence, the air around him almost unbreachable, and for a reason you couldn’t place your finger on, the cocky curl of his lips irked you, your eyebrow twitching in irritation at the shameless show of brashness.

Veiny arms circled your shoulders, a familiar rasp in your ear, “that’s the new hire I was telling you about. Pretty neat, don’t you think?” His dark brown locks tickled your temple, curved nose nuzzling into your hair.

You hummed in agreement, “Mm, good job, Woo. He’s pretty.”

“And tight, ‘tried him out myself,” you could hear the smirk in his voice, proud of his take on a job interview.

You reached back to smack his shoulder, a faint smile on your lips. “He’s a little too confident for someone who can’t even arch properly, though,” you critiqued, narrowing your eyes at the man now bent over in front of the small crowd, thick fingers wrapped around the pole while he attempted to move his stiff muscles.

“He’s not that bad,” Wooyoung rolled his eyes, tracing over the man’s plump ass with his eyes as he played back the events from the previous night in his mind, the throaty moans and whimpers still fresh in his ears.

“Even you can do a better job than him, and that’s saying a lot.”

Two fingers pinched your upper arm through the blazer covering it, Wooyoung’s unamused huff blowing over the shell of your ear. “If you’re so displeased by his performance, why don’t you teach him how to do it yourself?” He pushed back the image of the man’s narrow waist and puckered hole, replacing it with the memory of the private show you’d put on for him the week before.

While Wooyoung was too busy fighting off the sudden tightness in his pants, you contemplated his words—despite knowing he’d spoken them humorously. Tightening your hand around your drink, you brought it up to your lips and gulped down the rest of it, pushing Wooyoung off you and standing up. He scrambled to find his footing, caught off guard by your brassy stride towards the center of the room, aiming towards the occupied chair right across the stage.

With a hand on the college freshman’s shoulder, you pulled him off the worn-down leather, sitting down in his place and watching him scurry away with a hand halfway down his pants. Redirecting your attention towards the handsome man in front of you, his gaze instantly locked with yours, and something in his eyes gave away that he knew who you were. His hips swayed with more finesse—still not up to your standards—and his expression contorted to mimic a state of ecstasy. He was trying to impress you.

You watched for a few seconds, until he bent down lower, the pathetic arch of his spine pushing the words off your tongue, “Choi San, was it?” your voice cut through the music. “It seems like Wooyoung may have spoken too highly of you. I’m a little disappointed,” you took pleasure in the slow erasure of his cocky smirk, his movements faltering as he took in your words, hints of discontent evident in your tone. “Stand up straight, pretty boy.” You leaned forward in your seat, resting your elbows over your thighs as you watched him hesitantly part from the pole to straighten up. A smirk—a sign of power, perhaps—found its way onto your lips, “why don’t you grind on that pole for me? Since you seem so confident in yourself.”

Red tinted the shell of his ears, and you wondered how a few words could have affected a man like him so easily, as though he wasn’t standing in a room full of people ogling at his body, two pieces of glimmering fabric hiding him from their deviant gaze.

You could almost see the thoughts churning in his pretty head, dubiously reaching for the pole once again, standing behind it and beginning his decent into a full squat. Firm muscle bulged out of his thighs, oiled, tan skin reflecting the moving lights shining over his figure, his clothed bulge trapped between the metal and his abdomen. His hands remained above his head as he sunk lower, the cropped material of his shirt riding up to reveal more of his flushed chest. You watched him wordlessly, eying the deliberate brush of his nipple piercing over the pole, a muted ‘clink’ drowned under the music. Your eyes moved back to his face, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth and his eyebrows drawn in, and when you trailed down his body, your lips only curled further: his half-hard length pressing against the scratchy fabric, a wet patch spreading through the material and shimmering alongside the glitter. You may be starting to understand Wooyoung’s strange infatuation with the man.

You pushed off the creaky leather, smoothing down your suit before taking a few steps onto the round LED flooring, standing next to the crouched man and watching him twist his head to look up at you.

It was known rule everywhere that the dancers were not to be touched, and you figured your next move would probably be setting a bad example in front of your customers, but your clientele consisted mostly of regulars, people who knew you to be the boss. People who knew you made the rules.

You reached down to grab his face, fingers digging into his jaw and angling it further upwards, “you’re too stiff.” Your lips curved at his attempt at pushing away, nose scrunched up in defiance.

“’m not stiff,” he retorted weakly, words muffled through the tight squeeze of your fingers around his face.

“What’s the matter, Sannie, did Youngie fuck you too hard last night? Can’t even arch your back properly?” You gave his head a firm shake with every rhetorical question, pouting your lips in faux sympathy. His cheeks heated up under your touch, the pretty pink bleeding down his neck and chest as your aired out his nightly endeavors.

“I can arch my back-”

“My club is gonna run out of business if you keep running your mouth instead of doing your job properly, pretty boy. My old man would be rolling in his grave if that ever happens. We don’t want that now, do we?” You watched panic seep into his features when you spoke your next words, “how will you pay off your debt then, hm?”

“I-I’ll learn how to do it, please just-” his fingers release around the pole and wrap around your calves instead, his knees falling to the floor by your feet while he pleaded. “I’ll be good, I promise.”

His touch wasn’t unpleasant, rough fingertips brushing over your clothed skin, squeezing gently while he squirmed under you. Your fingers eased around his jaw but didn’t let go, pleased to have a man of his stature in the palm of your hand, yours to maneuver and handle however you wished. “And what will you do until then? Learning takes time, and we’re short-staffed, you know.”

A dangerous glimmer lit up San’s dark eyes, a sense of danger churning in your gut. Skilled hands slid up your legs, past your knees and thighs to settle on the curve of your hips, nuzzling his face into your palm before speaking. For a reason you couldn’t exactly pinpoint, you allowed him to do as he pleased, as though you suddenly had your own personal, human-sized cat, brimming with affection it didn’t know how to express. Siren eyes blinked up at you, a smile loaded with playfulness and mischief directed at you.

“I’ll just make sure to put on a performance they’ll never forget.”

Antsy hands pushed open your unbuttoned blouse to slide over the heated skin, your dress pants tossed and abandoned over the chair you’d been sitting in, lace panties dangling off the angle resting on San’s shoulder. His glitzy top scratched against your skin, forming a blister you were too busy to care about as San’s body pressed against yours with his belly chain forming indents into your navel, his cock pounding into you to the steady beat of the music blasting through the decrepit speakers, a distant whirring disrupting the audio.

You slapped his hand off your chest, a warning look in your eyes and a pathetically despondent one in his, reaching for your hand and guiding it to his own chest, a silent ‘touch me instead.’ It was fascinating how quickly San’s cocky persona vanished once he got his dick wet, his face contorting—eyebrows furrowed and his eyes lidded—while you pulled on his piercing, rolling his nipple under your thumb and reveling in the tight moans rolling off his tongue.

“Fuck, ‘m close,” he mumbled, readjusting on his knees, the tight material of his bottoms low on his thighs restricting the movement.

“Already?” you teased, sucking in a sudden breath at the new angle, his cock curving into your g-spot through his relentless thrusts, his previous rhythm lost in his overflowing lust. “What a waste of a pretty cock, can’t even last long enough to make me cum.”

You noted the rose bleeding into his ears once again, his hips stuttering and a throaty moan leaving his lips as he emptied inside you, his hot seed spreading warmth through your lower belly. You laughed as he lowered himself onto you, hovering over your torso while he rolled his hips into your cunt, riding out his orgasm with airy moans and tightly-shut eyes. Paper bills fluttered in the air, some sticking to the sweat beaded on San’s back while the majority landed around your tangled bodies.

You were about to get up, words of beration forming on your tongue, but San took a few breaths and drove his cock further into you, grinding his length between your dripping walls until it chubbed up once again. It caught you off guard, his eagerness to perform, to prove himself to you, to fuck you dumb in front of all your customers.

The slow pace he adopted wasn’t enough, but the deliberate drag of his cock over your g-spot nearly sent you spiraling, the leg perched up on his shoulder shaking with every thrust. “Ngh, do you like being watched, pretty boy?”

San’s bashfulness was nowhere to be found, replaced with a pleased smile and a quick nod to his head, “Mm, I do,” his fingers kneaded the flesh of your thigh, his other hand pushing down your right leg to further open you up for him, driving his cock into you twice before leaning down to whisper in your ear, “what about you, Miss? You’re the same, aren’t you? I can feel your cunt squeezing around me every time you look at the perverts watching us.”

Your limbs felt heavy, something in your stomach convulsing at his words. “Watch your mouth-”

“You want them to watch how I’m gonna fuck you full? I’ll give you all I have, Miss, every last drop, until you’re all swollen with my cum,” he rambled, soft lips pressed against your temple while he hammered into you, sending you barreling towards the edge.

A tingle spread through your limbs, the edges of your vision darkening, and you prepared to freefall into a numbing orgasm, but San’s hips suddenly slowed to a languid grind, his lips stretching menacingly against your skin.

“No- fuck, I was so close-”

San interrupted your complaints, “tell me you want it.”

Your eyebrow twitched in annoyance. It was as though he was holding your orgasm for ransom. “Don’t be a fucking asshole, I’m still your boss-”

“-and I’m the one fucking you stupid,” he retorted, that vexing smirk on his face once again, and you wanted to punch it away. You’d assume abusing an employee would bring bad rep to your club, though, and you couldn’t afford to lose any customers. So you settled on glaring at him, attempting to roll your hips but huffing when San’s hands anchored you down to the floor.

“C’mon, just say you want it. I’ll give you whatever you want, Miss.” He lowered his voice down to a whisper, “all of it, just for you.”

The deep baritone of his voice, the words flowing smoothly off his tongue, warm hands splayed over your hips, occasionally squeezing at the flesh at the end of every sentence, his musky perfume mixed in with the tangy scent of his sweat engulfing your senses. Your walls pulsed around his cock, sitting thick and heavy inside you while you squirmed under him, the skin of your cheeks heated under his gaze as he awaited the words he wanted to hear. After a few minutes of his relentless stare-down, cat-like eyes boring into yours with incessant demand, you gave in, muttering the words under your breath and breaking eye contact.

Just when you thought you could breathe again, his deep chuckle echoed in your ear, the pleasant sound preferable over the music playing in the background, but his words sent a wave of cold sweat seeping out of your pores, “No, no. Say it louder for me, darling.”

You huffed in exasperation, the smell of alcohol swimming in the air between you. Shutting your eyes to relieve yourself of the sight of San's sharp jawline and arched eyebrow, you missed the way his gaze flitted upwards to meet with Wooyoung’s—the man now sat in the chair to the left of the stage, palming at the obvious tent in his pants.

San gave a harsh thrust to egg you on, the shot of pleasure shooting up your spine at the gesture enough to push the words off your tongue, “just fucking give me your cum already, ‘want it all inside,” you slurred, voice breathy with hints of desperation.

San didn’t waste any time before picking up his pace, pounding into your heat with urgent want, as though he was a starved man at a banquet. It was as though he’d lit your nerves on fire, the pleasure so intense your mind went numb, nails digging into San’s biceps as he pulled moan after moan out of you. “Hnnngh! L-like that, yeah-”

There was no build-up to your orgasm, and you found yourself tumbling down a steep cliff into a valley of ecstasy, lips forming an ‘o’ while San guided you through it. With your back arched off the ground, your blouse damp and stuck to your slick back, you clung to the fluid drag of San’s throbbing cock between your fluttering walls, the sound of skin-on-skin following the beat vibrating through the speakers.

Driven to completion by his own words, San’s throaty moans drowned out the melody strumming in the background, spurts of hot cum adding to the white painting your walls as he milked himself of every last drop. It seemed like you were the one who had fucked him stupid, barely-coherent, babbled praise flowing into your ear as he tucked his head into the crook of your neck.

Your knee dug into your chest, and you stared at the lace still hanging off your ankle where it sat on San’s shoulder, pins and needles pricking at your muscles from the prolonged position. But you didn’t complain, simply basking in the afterglow while San’s chest rose and fell into yours. You could see the flutter of paper bills in your peripherals—more than you’d ever seen before on a slow, Thursday night—barely any of them reaching you as the men tossing them had their dominant hands preoccupied. Your eyes moved sideways, meeting Wooyoung’s, already staring back at you with a knowing smirk on his pouty lips.

Through the thick haze of the orgasm still clouding your mind, your muscles twitching with its remnants as San’s cock spasmed pathetically between your flooded walls, two loads streaming out of your stretched cunt, you realised just how much Choi San enjoyed performing for a crowd.

And just how much you could profit off that.

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darkelite020 · 3 years ago

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Bad Batch thoughts & predictions Ep 12

Continuing these written reactions/predictions somewhere cause itd be fun I think to see what actually ends up happening and remembering what I thought at the time so im dumping it here, youre welcome. (Feel free to discuss if you want) if you want to keep up with it im gonna be tagging these as #jay rambles about bb

- So I sort of expected it by the end of last episode but it seems like last episode was a start of an episode arc about hera's family, which, for rebel's fans I'm sure it's cool and exciting and maybe answers some questions or will actually show things discussed in rebels maybe, but as someone who hasn't seen rebels yet, I really hope this episode and the next few have more bad batch screentime, cause we were a little robbed last episode lol (but in a way I do still enjoy this stuff too, because im sure when I DO watch rebels it'll make the experience better). -- I'm not disliking this arc or anything, but up to this point we've kind of had almost mandalorian style 'one episode one adventure' sorts of episodes, and personally I really hope we get more of that (which I think we will), because while this is all new content and everything, we all have to admit clone wars had some less interesting filler arcs here and there, and I just hope bb doesn't fall the same way (across all of its seasons, im not very concerned about it so far from what we've seen of season 1) because if there is filler, I'd rather sit through a couple of the one episode stories, rather than a 3-4 episode story that takes nearly a month to get through if im disliking it, mostly for the fact that even if we got those 1 ep fillers, its more stories and more likely I'd like at least one. ---kinda rambling about this unnecessarily atm cause while again right now I think bb is fine, I just want the future to be that way too. - fffff every time I see howzer on screen I think of that fucking audio thats "here comes the boy, hello boy~" and honestly can you blame me he is so precious like ugh I swear dave you better be nice to him -- YOU CAN TELL HE FEELS SO BAD AND GUILTY LIKE IT HURTS - hey admiral can you not be MEAN to howzer when he is trying to be fucking helpful -- ;-; BRO im saying it so much already but I feel so bad for howzer like dude someone help him --- imo it feels like its sort of setting up howzer for something more important in the show kinda, at least for his character. Like we can clearly tell he doesn't really agree with the empire and I think they're going to do something with that. He's probably undercover for someone against the empire but I get the bad feeling they're gonna pull a Fives and have him go against the empire and help everyone else somehow but then he will probably end up dead because we cant have nice things. - hello cross... bet you wont be saved this episode - Ok good, some more bad batch here already. -- ALSO GONKY BEING DEFECTIVE!!!! EVEN GONKY IS DEFECTIVE LIKE BB THATS SO CUTE! - uh, im not the only one getting the leia transmission vibes from hera, right? -- ok, again I haven't seen rebels so I dont know BUT if hera has the ability to talk to bb, couldn't she have done so in rebels? Yeah she's older and im sure better at fighting and defending herself and all that, but wouldn't it still be possible for her to have gotten in some kind of rough situation in Rebels to ask for bb's help again? I super doubt bb made any appearance of any kind in Rebels, so doesn't that imply that she lost communications with them? What happens to bad batch >> - bad batch not wanting to help but because omega really wants to you can see its making hunter soften up and I appreciate it - bruh what??? Taa is dead af, like theres no way the show is gonna pull some magic and be like 'oh yep here he is' thing??? Like this has to be a lie, but even then, what even is the plan here?? Saying "oh hes recovering" well he can't be recovering forever, how does that seem like a good plan to lie about that?? People are gonna find out?? - "Great just what we need" from Wrecker about crosshair MAKES ME ANGRY LIKE??? YES?? DONT BE MAD AT HIM ITS NOT HIS FAULT??? SAVE YOUR FUCKING BOY??? -- oooo then the rest of bb doesn't comment about it literally gsjrkgbdkfbg why do they not care about him???? Like it seems they legitimately dont care about crosshair, even though theyve been together for so long like even before the show came out they

had history together and were all really close. I know people argue "oh well its just difficult to save him and its unrealistic for them right now" but so what? Even if they aren't trying to save him they should at least CARE about him. --- Which is also like the thing with echo and fives!!!! Like Echo didn't seem to care much at all when Rex mentioned fives even a little! Or even about seeing Rex that much!! Dave I'm gonna need some answers my guy, cause you humanized these characters but then you dont make them act that way so like whats up. - Lucky hunters abilities came in handy - Back to crosshair for a second im predicting they 100% arent saving him this season. There was a poster released part way through the season and he's not even on it... makes me so sad. - "I'd do the same for you." ;-; that didnt need to get that deep - CROSSHAIR BETTER NOT START SHIT WITH HOWZER - Howzer helping Hera's parents or at least implying that is good but that also means im right so far and therefore worried >> -- HES GOING TO GET FUCKING CAUGHT I BET TALKING TO THEM LIKE THIS AT SOME POINT AND HOW MUCH DO YOU WANNA BET ITS GONNA BE CROSSHAIR THAT CATCHES HIM --- Cham stfu its literally so obvious that howzer is trying to be genuine, also if he's kind of undercover for him like what the fuck do you expect howzer to do if he has to play along with the empire to keep his cover?? "Won't make that mistake again" Fuck off like honestly. ---- #stopbeingmeantohowzer2021 - "A little help" and the gentle "Hey" ahh love it - I'm really enjoying this whole them fighting in the ships sequence - "Stay here and guard the capitol" SCARES ME -- Please for the love of god bad batch don't get howzer killed --- or plot B Bad batch maybe run into howzer but save him and take him with you at least temporarily ---- oh god.... bb is helping heras parents escape and that means howzers gonna get in trouble.../probably replaced by crosshair - Crosshair is smart but thats also badddd - The scene of howzer and crosshair looking at each other is killing meeeeeeeee - Ohhh is howzer gonna stop them before they go out the door? -- YES HE IS SEE WHAT A GOOD BOY HE IS - (please fucking listen to him I beg) - Aw dude I just had a thought that breaks my heart... howzer cares about his squad and "trying to get through to them" but what if his squad is clones as well and the chips... that hurts me so badly... -- Like we all know howzer is a sweet boy by now but ughhh like the thought that he doesnt want to leave them even though they are doing whats wrong shows just how much he cares and I really hope he doesn't get into trouble because of what he's saying to them, but you know he totally would do it because he seems to care about them so much and :( bad batch more like sad batch --- This is the kind of compassion I wanted from bb for crosshair hunter kind of looks back at howzer as they leave him and I doubt itll mean anything but I really hope that maybe seeing how much howzer cares will make hunter care a little too... - *sigh* howzer is getting left behind by them which we know why but yeah... now he's definitely going to be in trouble... I just hope they don't hurt him... - OH GOD HOWZER BABY DONT -- He's making a speech and I know he's trying to sway them but you know damn well this is gonna go so badly for him because of the chips and crosshair is watching so you know howzer is gonna get fucked here and I know what hes trying for but I really wish he didnt just do that because now its blatantly obvious he's gonna be against them ;-; - Wow ok im kinda shocked people are siding with him (I guess cause theyre not all clones right) but I feel so bad for themmmmm - Crosshair missed multiple shots? Uh what? I didnt think that was possible lol - bb please come back for howzer and the others at some point.... -- I guess maybe if hera's parents are going to organize rebels against the empire maybe they will help them but I somewhat doubt it... - Ok I know that crosshair requesting to hunt them was supposed to be this big moment and all but I

can't help but feel like its a little underwhelming (but dont get me wrong still cool vibes) because he's kind of already been doing that anyway?? Or has tried to several times?? So I don't get why its a big deal, however, I do have a possible prediction: We know that bb got their chips removed, (crosshair doesn't, I know that) and so that eliminates the idea that they will get caught and actually go bad like crosshair, but it does leave a possibility where maybe they get captured and then *pretend* to be bad? And that could lead to a better possibility of helping crosshair (they wont) or maybe howzer and the other rebels or something? Cause I also feel like its significant that they brought up how the war will eventually come to them and bb will be a part of it no matter what eventually, and it makes obvious sense theyd be on the rebels side of it, so maybe something like that goes on, idk.

#bad batch #bad batch spoilers episode 12 #I would still die for howzer honestly he just continues to prove he is the sweetest boy #tcw spoilers #jay rambles about bb #star wars #the clone wars #bad batch spoilers #the bad batch

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pole-danceswithwolves · 3 years ago

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Uhhhhhhhhh ignore this pls and ty, it’s rambling

Saved from myself by the middle console of the car. These are hackjobs instead of blowjobs and I would love to give him head on my knees instead of sideways like some kind weird dick-sucking crab. Why am I so weird? Was 🤏 this close to saying fuck it, and just buying goddamn plan b if it was needed. That’s what it’s for. Felt far too submissive and breedable, and I guess I can’t say I have no self control because every ounce was used. I literally had to stop myself, twice, and yet again it probably was super fucking weird cause I didn’t say anything. Just hovered over his cock listening to the little angel on my shoulder put the little demon on the other in a headlock. But like what do you say? Im so fucking wet omf ughhh. I have a mark!!!! It’s so hot to look at and remember it came from his mouth. And choking take 2 was just. Euphoric. I have no idea how to pace myself. Maybe next time I can not use my hands at all and he could feed it to me? “I forgot protection” I don’t fucking care??? I can’t say that tho there are like social standards or something. Is there a thing about people not wanting their balls out now? Sam was just saying Evi was like that too, maybe it’s a thing. That much cream without getting off is basically edging and edging is basically torture. Need a bedroom, asap. Oh god, probably made pathetic sounds. Why am I so weird? The power trip that comes with getting him hard inside a public place makes my blood feel like lava. And he! Says! My! Name! So hot! When he cums! Whimpering at the thought of his fingers inside me and his other ones pressing into my ribs and to be a place I can make a mess. There will be testing to find whatever the happy middle is where I’m jiggly but comfy. Soon.

On the upper-side. I finally ate in public and didn’t cry. So that’s a life win. But I am not a good distracted driver. So that’s an L.

#grocery list

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explxsiveoutcxst · 4 years ago

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You dont know me so sorry if this seems weird,you dont have to publish this,but i just wanted to say that if you suffered trauma in your kin canon dont invalidate yourself or blame yourself because past life trauma is just as valid as current life trauma. I probably have kin canon traumas too so you arent alone here. Yeah sorry if im being awkward just remember youre valid and i hope you can heal from the past one day if you need to sir/maam/enby.

((I,,,I don’t feel valid. I feel horrible. and I just,,,I don’t wanna make people too uncomfy on this blog knowing that it’s kin-based. people might think of me differently if I reveal EXACTLY what the trauma is but trust me if you think abt it enough it becomes obvious. I hate it, I hate not being able to talk abt it without freaking out, not sure if I even wanna talk but it is important as to how my portrayal is cause it affected me that badly in my whitty canon and it still hurts to this day tho it shouldn’t cause it wasn’t in this life therefore no one can prove it even happened therefore I’m just some edgy delusional freak making claims on the internet and making actual real victims look bad, I’m just. a horrible person doing horrible things and I feel horrible abt it. I’m invalid and awful. ,,,,,,,,g od. sorry. ughhh. tried playing tboi but died too many times and got annoyed plus I was already cranky so idk I thought it would calm me down but I just got fed up after too many stupid deaths cause I like to think I’m good at the game cause I’ve played for years and have accomplished a lot on many saves but I still take too much stupid-ass damage on this repentance save that I had to start from scratch and you have no idea what I’m talking abt I’m just gonna shut up like I should have from the very beginning. I don’t deserve to have a fuckin platform. I’m not worth it. I’m horrible. I’m invalid, my fake-ass “trauma” just romanticizes and invalidates this shit whether I want it to or not (I don’t want it to). nothing I can fuckin do abt it cause the internet fuckin sucks and I hate it sometimes it’s ruined my life enough as it is but I can’t go without it plus writing is fun and helps me vent but damn it I’m rambling AGAIN GOD I JUST HOLY SHIT I NEED TO SHUT UP I’M SUCH A WHINY BITCH. ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,sorry. depression and self-hate kicking me so hard in the ass right now. might go to bed. yeah it’s earlier than usual but I’ll be crying myself to sleep anyway and might take a while.))

#Out of explosions {ooc}#What is it? {Ask}#Can't escape this. {vent}#Anonymous #...sorry.#I gotta go save a draft and then I'm going to bed. fuckin hell

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hitoshi-shinsous-actual-archive · 4 years ago

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ajdjsk i’m just being honest hun <3 and whatever you decide to do- just know i’ll think you’re adorable either way ;)) ssjdnk sorry i can’t help it- seeing your reactions are just so,,, endearing and cute sndjk

and please please please give me a hug,,, or just anything at this point i’ll take anything from you sjdjk,,, i can’t believe i forgot to mention but uhh,,, it’s ✨that time of the month✨ for me and i have no chocolate or a heating pad so my cramps just might kill me ajdjk:’) also,,, forgive me for saying it so much but i fucking love you for that “you go girl” thing sjdhjdkfjsjdjdjk

honestly- i’m not too stressed on whether or not I’ll look good or not,,, more so, having to see ALL my (mostly) bigoted classmates in person in forever and i’m probably going to cry 🧍🏽‍♀️anjdjk im gonna sound awful and ridiculous but I want their last image of me to look 😩✨seggsy✨😩 y’know? (at least beforeI transfer to a new school and won’t see them for awhile,,, hopefully,, I’ll rant about this new school thing another time ajdhjk) but then again,,, who cares wtf they think,,, im just extra skjdk. all I’ve been doing is looking online and just getting rid of all my bookmarks of stuff but I’m now choosing between two so I’ll probably send a picture on the day before I go to this hell hole graduation thingy :)

ajdjsdk y-you’re,,, sweet <3 but,, are you sure you got the right person in terms of adoration? like,,, you of all people,,, think i’m amazingly cool and are in adoration... with me..? that’s,,, insane but in a good way sjndk,,, UGHHH i could talk about summertime in paris foreverrr it’s just,,, so good ajdjskdkdfl,,, i love willow smith sm :’)) well you have to fill me in on these ideas ‘toshi,,, i love hearing your ideas and thoughts and honestly anything you have to say <3

and don’t worry babes,,, it makes sense. and :000 you did the mwah back??? adorable.. 🥺 pspspsp sir you make me a fool in lo-

like i said before, if anything, i love your long answers so don’t even worry about it. and i kNOW you didn’t want me to say anything buuuut just remember not to be so hard on yourself okay? but okayyy,, i accept your apology and your hugs <3 <3 <3 little update- turned in that geometry assignment 13 mins before the due date,,, im literally god ✨ okay no but sorry for any typos when i blink i can hear my eyes and I’m not so sure that’s a good sign ajdjskfkskdjnsk

- 🧋

dfrhejdfhsjlg, i- *lightly, i wrap my arms around your waist, pulling you to my chest so that i can bury my face in your hair.* shuddup.. *i mumble, but i can’t not have this dopey sort of grin as i speak. you can probably even hear the smile in my voice.*

and, mm, yeah, my condolences. though... i’ve heard that when people crave chocolate, it’s because they need potassium? so like... a banana. or raisins. google also says yogurt and rice work. otherwise, uh, yeah, i wish you good luck with your. t- time of the month- *i’m probably blushing more. because. well- jdhfnja you know- but for the most part i’ve calmed down, now sort of just hugging you to my chest.*

...but, uh, bigoted classmates? mm, yeah, it’d be amazing to show up all seggsy beautiful, show them just how much cooler you are than them. also, it’s absolutely valid to be extra, aha, i just don’t want that to be another thing that stresses you, y’know? ohh, i see. i’m sure that whichever you pick will look nice... once again don’t feel pressured if you end up not wanting to, but, y’know- i’m looking forward to that picture.

yeah, i’m sure. can’t lie, what i feel is way more than just adoration... but, y’know. when i try to say that word, it just makes me so nervous.. someday, i’ll say it to you, again, though. that i know <3 willow smith... i’ve heard a couple of her songs but i don’t know her music well enough. just turned her... spotify channel, or whatever, on though; knowing that you like her. really liking what i’m hearing. hmm... i’m thinking, for the first hour or so, we just... drive. unless you don’t like long car rides, because then i’d be just as content setting up in the lawn or something. we’d have a blanket- or a couple of them- and we’d have snacks. also an ice chest of drinks, because, y’know... hydrate or diedrate, aha. we’d play good music and we’d just exist near eachother. also probably make out. okay rereading that last line makes me feel so nervous i- i need to not get too deep in my head.

pspsps?... i thought you were the kitty... th-then again, though, i guess i wouldn’t mind if you wanted to pamper me like one...

mm... okay, okay- fair warning though, you might start getting rambling your way far more often >:) also, i mean... i’ll try not to be too hard on myself- yeah, you’re a god. a goddess, if i may- also get some sleep if you need it oh my g-

#long post #bold #tw bold #bold tw #caps #tw caps #caps tw #shin*answers #shin*person*🧋#bigot mention #make out mention #death mention #<- with the diedrate thing??

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madokasoratsugu · 7 years ago

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polar-stars replied to your post “cracks kunckles. are u ready for ur weekly subscription of ‘shokugeki...”

Wow! Great reply...But yeah, one of Shokugeki's strengths as well as weaknesses are the characters. Like...Tsukuda introduces this huge cast with so many interesting faces, with unique cooking styles you just want to know more about. Shun Saeki adds a great design...and than...that's pretty much it. It's really tiresome that this huge cast is barely used and has much more potential. Also....it's so focused on Soma. Like...I understand that Soma is the MC but my god...

Holy shit yes, Shokugeki’s huge cast is so wasted im so frustrated. The story has been focused solely on Souma for waaay too long, I kinda wish it would go in the direction of Souma being supported by his peers instead of Souma supporting them all the time. I want to see Souma struggling with all the hopes being pinned on him and his friends supporting him, dammit. (bring back psd 2k17)

It's been way too long since he seriously struggled and all these victories start to get boring, defiantly. And yeah, I also agree on the fact that Takumi and Megumi are here because of huge plot armor, which is sad. (This general expulsion thing is making me so salty and I am just praying that at least one character get's a frikkin redemption for this unfair expulsion..)

YES all the victories are getting predictable and makes me worry for Shokugeki’s future tbh...Im constantly wondering when this series will get axed HAHA;; I think Saeki’s art and boobs are one of the only things giving it an average ranking in JUMP tbh :”))) Oooh man same i’m thinking it might be Hayama, Ryou or Alice who will get redemption but what about the more minor characters? We just don’t know :”))

And yup...Part of the fandom can be quite close minded sometimes and there are certainly a lot of people who couldn't care less about the characters not named Soma/Erina/Megumi/Rindo/Alice (but I do think...That's mostly the part that watches the show for it's fan service...heh) and there is certainly a lot of underestimating going on....But then again, we see a good bunch of the characters just standing on the side all the time doing nothing....

So it may be hard for some people to acknowledge them or find things to like about them. And I just hope, that this treatment of the side characters will better itself in the future. Maybe this Totsuki secret will help with that...as there is probably some backstory of the characters to discover and it might be a plot line that get's revealed throughout the series...but then again...what do I know?

Sighs yes to all of this. Backstory is so lacking and so is plot development but hopefully with the intro of this Tootsuki secret subplot will further enhance the plot (and hopefully, not focus just on Souma ughhh). But i do want to know Souma’s possible tragic backstory lol

(Oh boy...sorry for all this blabbering...I didn't intended it to become so long and suddenly I was just in a ramble....)

HAHA its ok !! I love having discussions like this so this was fun !! :DD

#polar-stars #replies #long post

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hotcocosharing · 7 years ago

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Glory Days Part 22 (IM RP AU- Shun & Midi)

Part 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 19 / 20 / 21

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Midori’s POV Pinching the bridge of my nose; a part of me wants to run and hide from the world yet I’m well aware that this won’t change or help anything progress. Everything that Shun has just mentioned as torn me down to a new low that I wasn’t expecting to hit yet I’m still finding it hard to clearly gauge exactly what I did wrong. Yes - I lost my temper. Yes - I said a few things I shouldn’t have; but I’m curious and unsure as to why the tiny little outburst I had days ago has caused this kind of reaction. ”..and I certainly am not interested in someone who just runs off when things don’t go well no matter how crazy I am about her.“ The words sink and I feel like I should be starting to sweat. ”..you - you’re… crazy about me?“ I bite my bottom lip just wanting for some kind of answer and then begin to panic as per the norm when it seems like I may just not get any. Dropping my head, I sweep my hair over one shoulder to buy a little more time and think about my words careful before opening my mouth again. “I’m sorry – honestly. I mistook your worrying for being angry and snapped not really knowing what else to do. It’s just, the concept of guys and feelings is still kind of new to me, and like I said the other day, you’re a nice guy and I like you and I don’t want to fuck things up between us but it seems that I just have a knack and superpower for ruining things anyway.” I’m not exactly sure what else to say. Ugh, I’m wishing I had of roleplayed this scenario out with Eri incase it ever did arise so that I could be on my a-game. Why isn’t he saying anything? Am I wasting his time? Why did I walk into the library? Ughhh. Yukihisa’s POV With my face feeling a lot better than it intially had 15 minutes ago; I rest back against the couch and watch in silence as Toshiaki say’s nothing, gives us both a look which could silently kill and announces that he’s heading out, unsure of when he’ll be back though we shouldn’t wait up for him. Up for him? It’s morning - how bloody long does he plan on going walkabout? All this thinking is making my head throb worse than the sucker punch I earlier received. The front door slams shut behind someone I’m not exactly on speaking terms with right now, vibrating everything we’ve got hanging on the walls and the look painted on Eri’s face morphs from curiosity to confusion. “He’s just having a bad day”, I explain with a heavy breath, “…my appearance earlier probably didn’t help.” Before Eri says anything; which I jump to the conclusion of being ‘shouldn’t we go after him’, I knock down the suggestion with “He’ll be fine.” “About earlier..”, I mumble not exactly confident in the idea of bringing up the past with what’s gone down, “…I’m a dick and I know it. I just don’t like the idea of there being a woman around who can undermine me and play me like a fiddle, but well done Eriko. I hope you’re the first, last and only.” Ah - she’s here for a phone, not for a deep and meaningful conversation the thought hits me. Pushing myself onto my feet painful, I walk over and dig around a draw in the kitchen were we keep random finds from mostly parties that we find. A phone – I swear I saw one in here a day or two ago.

Shunichiro'a POV

”..you - you’re… crazy about me?“

Any negativity left in me was gone in an instant. I fall silence and watch the nerve wracking Midori panics in confusion and distress before chuckling out her long waited response.

“Yes, Midori I am crazy about you so would you like to go on an official first date with me? No one else, just the two of us?”

Putting out the cigarette in hand, I put a hand on her shoulder and pull her in for a light kiss on her forehead. “And I’m sorry for losing my temper.” Feeling her trembling body against my chest, I hug her tighter and hear her rapid heartbeat. The corner of my mouth turn up, parting to say. “You didn’t screw up though I’m curious just how many boyfriend did you have?”

Eriko’s POV

“…I’m a dick and I know it. I just don’t like the idea of having a woman around who can undermine me and play me like a fiddle, but well done Eriko. I hope you’re the first, last and only.”

I stare at Maki, with wide eyes and open mouth, still processing his words. The same man that wore a baseball jacket and gave me my first oral a week ago who I was determine to fuck if not with the whole CPR fiesta has just half ass confessed to me.

A muffled giggles leaves from my mouth, I don’t want to be mean but it really is absurd. How could a smart one like him be this dumb and not realize his real problem? Shaking my heads as I take the spare phone from him, I sigh and make a promise to the future doctor.

“You’d say anything to have sex, wouldn’t you?” Not waiting for an reaction, I continue, not exactly caring if he actually believes what he said was true. “You couldn’t get laid lately, could you? Is that why I occupied your dirty little mind? Sure, we’d do it. It’s just sex anyway. If I could help in anyway, okay, let’s do it.”

His mood seems to have lighten immediately and I couldn’t help but laugh at his true form. “I don’t mean now! I need a new phone and sort myself out, k? Rain check.”

After inserting my sim card to an older iPhone, I cut the unusual hang out short and avoid tempting Maki from jumping at me. Passing by a breathless Toshiaki at the dorm entrance, “Wow, why are you running?”

The quiet not so pissed off man slows down and tries catching his breath, “I shouldn’t have left you alone with him, who knows what he’d do…. He didn’t do anything, did he?”

I’d feel a smile breaking across my face and I have to bite my lips in attempt to hide my delight and possibly pink cheeks. “Oh I’ve moved out last minute and found a place on the other side of town, you free? Want to see my new place or grab a cup of coffee or something?”

Little proud of my direct and less flirty invitation- wait, it wasn’t flirty right even though I asked him to come to my place? He wouldn’t take it as a hint for sex or making out, would he? No, this is Toshiaki not Shinichi. Oh crap, would we run into each other if I have Toshi in their campus?

“I’d love to.”

If a simple I’d love to isn’t enough, his dreamy smile sure melts me- this dork has no idea he has me wrapped around his fingers. One look, one smile oh and that one kiss- I want more. Getting to know him, about his past, his childhood, ex girlfriend, family, favorites and dislikes; exploring all sides of him and be familiar with each other.

Like the first time we met, I ask the question and he answers- nothing exciting but I laugh and smile, Toshiaki feels like home which makes me safe and comfortable.

“So you aren’t going to sleep with him, are you?”

I burst into laughter and crouch down for a few minutes before I could stand straight again, “That’s what you’ve been stressing over this whole walk? Man, Toshi, you’re adorable.” Playing with his bangs a little, I wrap an arm around his as the familiarity of his warmth and scent flutter my heart once again. “I said yes to him and I’m going to need your help to get it done.”

Swallowing nervously, I reassure him a further explanation another time but for now it’s time for a tour around my tiny little apartment. Midz probably going to be jealous over the fact that she’s actually the fourth person who set foot here. “Oh ummm, Toshiaki? I have a charity ball to attend, well my father put me up to it but would you be interested to ummm be my date? It’s going to be boring and extravaganza but …..”

Why am I nervous? Because I have never asked someone out? Because I’m afraid he would say no? Why would he? We shared a kiss! WAIT- but I shared dozens of kisses and other intimacy with others who meant nothing to me. He isn’t that kind of person though, what if he thinks I am (which is technically true, Shinichi and I nearly had sex in here. God, I feel so guilty!)

Anxiety is killing me and before I ramble out all my inner dark secrets and non sense, his voice of firm yes is the best sound I’ve ever heard.

#yukihisa maki #Midori Katayani #Eriko Sato #Eriko x toshi #Eriko x Maki #ASA #asa rp #after school affairs #irresistible mistakes role play #Irresistible mistakes #irresistible mistakes shunichiro #shunichiro tachibana #voltage oc x Shunichiro #voltage oc x canon #voltage oc x maki #voltage oc x toshi #Midi x Shun #Glory Days

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shamelessmultifandomcommunity · 7 years ago

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Irony

Ask:Maybe one where the reader is Felicity's younger sister by a couple of years and is attracted to Cisco with the prompt "Can you be happy, here, with me?"

A/N: sorry this took so long but imma (kinda) busy person. @petals-overdaisies i hope you enjoy 😁😁😁😁😁😘😁😁😁😀 also bare in mind im a only child so i dont know much about siblings. I’m sorry about any misspelt words, it’s 01:09am here😬😀

“Ughhh where are you going now?“ you followed your older sister through the maze of the arrow cave, you never quite knew who started calling it that but it caught on so you went with it

“I’m heading to S.T.A.R labs, because they need the worlds best hacker, hey maybe they might also need the assistance of my prodogy“

“I’m not your prodogy, you know daymn well i taught you half of the stuff you know“

“yeah ok, whatever anyway im sure Cisco would love to meet you, well not love love because how can you love someone before you’ve met them, i mean can yuo really be happy with someone, but then again this is Cisco we’re talking about“ you already knew were this was going, you waved a frantic hand in her face.

“yo earth to dork, God you and Oliver need to get back together again, if you start were gonna miss the next four years of our lives besides im sure me and this Cisco guy will get on perfectly“

“yes im sure you’ll get on like bow and arrow, which is an ironic thing to say cons-you gave her your famous death stare. DONT you dare start,Jesus, how hasnt Oliver impaled you with a arrow yet“ she shook her head and tapped her nose

“you’d be suprised“

“Ya’ll listen up up, i dont do mistakes, aint nobody got time for mistakes“ the raven haired enginer huddled over a small peice of metal.

“who exactly would you be talking to?“ you had to supress a chuckle when a high pitched scream left the enginer

“no..nobody, me, myself“ he panted, still trying to catch his breath “Jesus Felicity, you cant creep on someone unannounced and scare the living bajesus out of them “

“sorry about that Cis, so anyway where is this digital mystery you needed my help with, I even brought my baby sister Y/N“

“uh huh about that“ Cisco rocked on his heels and splayed out his palms “I’ve kind of already solved it, sorry about that“ he stoped rocking and turned to face you “but hey, its nice too meet you. I’m Cisco Ramon you can call me Cis if you want“ he extended his hand for you to shake, a nervous grin filling his face as your gloved hand accepted it .

“I’m sure it is“ you whipped your head round at your sisters remark

“Hey sis“ her blue eyes met your (E/C) ones, you looked over to the door then back at her “the doors over there, byeeeeee“ your sister just rolled her eyes and mutered something about the two of you needing a needing a room. Once she left the room you turened to face Cisco. “sorry about that“ you spoke sincerly.

“It’s ok, hey how did you do that“ his face beamed giving you a quizical look

“do...??“

“make Felicity silent“ your face broke into a smile as you leaned in next to him, you could’ve sworn you saw him blush.

“Its a secret sorry pal, although i would be happy to share it if you tell me how you cracked that code“

“deal“ a caramel finger pointed at your face as you stood back up “but only if you awnser this question, can you really be happy, here with me?“ he half smirked, half looked dead serious.

you scrubed your hand over your face ““ God you sound like Felicity”

“yeah i know, i kinda saw her rambling earlier“ his hands started brushing thru the ends of his hair

your head tilted “how, i could’ve sworn it was only us in that room“

he tapped his temples “i, uhh, get these things called vibes, the’re basically visions of the past, present or future“

“you..you can vibe too?” you droped your head so you didn’t have to look at him anymore, no matter how much you wanted to

“yeah” he tilted his head as he caught what you said “wait did you say too?“

“uhh..yea“ you tried to make the atmosphere less awkward by chuckling a little, it totaly backfired “thats why i wear these“ you held up your hands to show him your gloves properly.

“and they supress the vibes?“ you nodded. He took you by suprise when he took your hands into his own and started to examen it. you slowly lifted your head to look at hi face.

*did his eyes look lile before?*

*how could long hair look so sexy on a man?*

“like what you see?“ he gigled as you were pulled out of your trance *jeez how long had you been staring for?*

“no i mean yeah, i mean i was just wondering how your so ok with your vibes?“

“I was like you at first i hated them but now im ok with them, their a part of me”

“i dont hate them“ from the way he quirked his eyebrows you could tell you werent being convincing “i’ll show you” you hesitantly started to take off one of your gloves, you swalloed and took his hand, your skin tingaling from the contact.

Blue and white streaks swirled around you, when you finially focoused on the scene infront of you, you were mortified. You saw yourself and Cisco entangled in a passionate kiss. you immeadeatly let go of his hand, the blue and white faded, a confused look washed over your face as you found Cisco grinning like a wildcat, whereas you were pretty sure Barry’s heart didnt beat that fast.

“I guess you can be happy with me after all“ the raven haired man steped closer to you.

You couldent stop grinning, the feeling of pannic being flushed with a light tug in your heart “i guess so“

YESSSSS I FINISHED IT(this took 2hrs to type) 😆😆😆😆😆😆 I HOPE YOU ENJOY. im not even gna pretrnd i didnt improvise the hell outta the end. imma sleep now cuz its 03:09😴😴😴

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