#her face is sooo funny to me…What Have You SEEN little girl?

[superfluffychickens]

I wanted to make an effort to photograph the shier birds in my flock, so here’s little Kay! She has a permanent expression like she’s seen The Horrors™️, maybe that’s why she’s so skittish! She’s feisty with the other birds though, she’s a tiny little thing but she likes bullying Sascha even though he’s fully twice her size!

[amourane]

so this is love

pairing: theodore nott x hufflepuff!reader

genre: fluff

w/c: 2.7k

summary: there's a weird feeling that erupts in theo's chest whenever he looks at you and for the first time in his life his mind goes silent.

warnings: none!

a/n: i honestly love this so much and it's so so sooo cute!

Theodore Nott was many things. Quiet, judgmental, emotionless and most importantly handsome. One of the prettiest boys in Hogwarts yet the most unapproachable. No one had ever seen a smile grace his lips and if you had tried to converse with the Slytherin he would only stare at you with blank eyes waiting for you to go away. He spoke little words but it was enough for people to get the point. Unlike his rowdy group of friends, he wouldn’t merrily join in conversation, rather make snarky remarks every now and then, an uninterested look always on his face. A scowl or a smirk always tugged at his lips as he listened to what his friends had to say. 

Even though Theo never voiced his thoughts out loud he always knew what to think. His mind was constantly running at a hundred miles per hour. Every little thing he wanted to say flitted through his mind. It was as if his head was a cacophonous symphony. 

Yet as he looked at the girl in yellow robes his mind was oddly quiet. He watched her silently as she dropped her ingredients into her cauldron. It was a rare moment. One he had discovered a month ago when he had finished his potion early and looked around to see if anyone else was done. There you were. Eyes scanning the contents of your Potion’s book but it was quite clear you had finished brewing whatever was in your cauldron as you leaned back into your seat. 

Theo’s mind was silent. 

There were no thoughts, no opinions, no judgments. He stared at you and it made him uneasy. There was something about you that unnerved him. He didn’t recall you from his other classes and it was the first time he had even seen you in Potions. As he felt the comforting silence settle in his head he concluded one thing - you were interesting and he was going to keep an eye on you.

“Nott, mate, what are you doing? I’ve been asking you to pass me a quill for about a century, have you suddenly gone deaf?” Blaise nudged Theo out of his trance and the brunette blinked for a second before passing over a quill. His partner frowned before following where his eyeline previously was and he smirked. “Still obsessing over the little Hufflepuff I see. Who knew you were capable of having feelings.”

“I don’t fancy her.”

“I never said you did.” Blaise’s smirk widened. “You came up with that on your own.”

Theo felt his face heat up. It wasn’t true. He didn’t like you, not in the slightest. He was merely fascinated at how you were able to turn his manic mind into a state of tranquillity. He looked over. You were talking to your partner beside you and Theo assumed she had said something funny because a grin had overtaken your pretty features and a giggle slipped past your lips. Theo didn’t fancy you but he couldn’t deny that you were the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

//

“He’s staring again.” Hannah said as she poked your side to get your attention. “It’s like he’s drilling holes into your skull. Do you think he wants to hex you?”

You looked up from your cauldron with a frown as you faced your friend. “He doesn’t stare at me, don’t be silly Hannah. I’m sure he has a reason for looking this way.”

“Y/n you’re terrible at finding excuses for anything. It’s so obvious he’s looking at you and his glare is starting to scare me a bit.” 

Behind your fellow Hufflepuff was Theodore Nott. Your eyes glaze over his perfectly tousled hair and his dark coloured eyes. He really was handsome. You watch as he says something to Blaise and you see a tint of pink touch his cheeks. Cute. You smiled to yourself. Merlin, he was really cute.

Theodore Nott had been watching you for a few weeks now and you weren’t oblivious enough to not notice the Slytherin’s gaze. At first you didn’t know how to react when you first felt his eyes on you. It was weird. Every time you would turn around he would already be looking down at his piece of parchment, scribbling something down with his quill. You had never caught him staring at you but you could certainly feel it. The piercing feeling of his stare made goosebumps rise on your skin. In a way you found it endearing. Sometimes you would turn around and find him, nose deep in his textbook and you could faintly see the tips of his ears blush red. It was those times you would giggle to yourself. 

It was arrogant to assume that Theo felt that way about you but for some reason you couldn’t help but get a little giddy at the thought he might. That someone like him would even think about going out with someone like you. That the cutest guy in your year would fancy you. Then reality came crashing back and you knew that a Slytherin would never be seen with a Hufflepuff much less date one.

“Hello? Earth to Y/n? You still there?” Hannah waved her hand in front of your face. “Merlin, one mention of Nott and you go all dreamy on me. When are you going to ask him out then?”

Your cheeks flared up with heat and you couldn’t help a smile that tugs at your lips. “Shush Hannah.” You try to sound serious but with your blushing face and bright grin it’s hard to do so.

“You’re actually whipped, Y/n.” Hannah let out a laugh and you let a giggle slip past your lips at her statement. You didn’t feel the need to deny it after all, maybe it held some truth. 

//

Theodore Nott always knew what to say and when but as he stood in front of you he found himself speechless. Now as his eyes wandered over your delicate hands and beautiful face he couldn’t find the words that needed to be said. His mind was quiet again. Silence. He opened his mouth to apologise for bumping into you and nearly knocking you over but no words came out. So he did the next best thing, help you grab your books.

You were scrambling to grab scrap pieces of parchment that had escaped the grasps of your books and Theo grabbed the Herbology textbook you had dropped. He watched as you gathered your things before finally meeting his gaze. You smiled and he felt his heart stop. Suddenly it was as if he was being engulfed in a tidal wave. There was a twinkle in your eyes and it set off a spark in his chest that he didn’t know was there. Theo felt himself grow hot as you stared at him and for the first time in his life he felt self conscious.

“Thank you.” You said and he felt his ears ring as your voice echoed through his mind. “I’m really sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going and I was in a rush to get to my next class. I hope you aren’t hurt anywhere.”

A beat passed.

Theo blinked. He watched as your bright expression slowly morphed into one of concern. He watched as you reached out to touch his arm.

“Theodore?”

“It’s Theo.” Is the only thing he can think to say before he realised how it must’ve sounded rude. “But you can call me Theodore. I don't mind.”

Another beat passed.

The two of you were now standing in the middle of the hallway as other students passed by. Theo could hear their whispers as they looked. The curious eyes wondering what a Slytherin could possibly be talking to a Hufflepuff about. For a second Theo thinks he’s upset you and you’re going to storm off but he’s proven wrong. The bright smile returned to your face.

“Well Theo, I’m going to need my Herbology textbook back, I’ve already been late twice this week.” 

“O-Oh yes right, sorry I forgot.”

Theodore Nott has never once stumbled over his words. Yet as he stood in front of you he found himself wrapped in a world he had never known before. He felt himself grow even warmer and he reached a hand to loosen the emerald tie around his neck. This was unlike him. He never went speechless, he never struggled to find a smart quip or retort and he most definitely never stuttered. You brought out a side to him that was new and he didn’t know if he liked it or not.

“Thank you for helping me Theo, I’ll see you in Potions.” You waved goodbye as you hurried off down the hallway. 

Theo’s eyes remained glued onto your frame as you ran. A rising bubbly feeling began in his chest and he felt his heart quicken. He gulped. You had long disappeared from his view but he still felt a burning sensation on his cheeks and he tried to cool himself down with his hands but it served no use. Giving up, he turned away and marched down the hall determined to figure out whatever he was feeling.

//

“You know staring at her won’t make her your girlfriend Nott.” Mattheo smirked as he watched his best friend. The others at the Slytherin table tittered with laughter and Theo rolled his eyes. He was now used to his friend’s teasing and even though it was relentless he didn’t pay any attention to it. Why would he? It wasn’t true anyway.

“Very funny Riddle.”

“You know me Theo, always the jokester.” He winked as he sipped the pumpkin juice in his cup.

“But seriously Theo you should ask her out if you like the girl. Salazar, it's better than drilling holes in the back of her head.” 

“Pansy’s right Nott, we’re all tired of you mooning over the girl just go ask her out already and then the two of you can go snog in the broom cupboard.” Draco snickered and the other Slytherins erupted into another round of laughter.

“Well you’ve got it all wrong I don’t fancy her.” Theo looked at his friends with a scowl present on his face. “She makes me feel all these things and I hate it. I hate how different it is. I hate how quiet everything gets when I look at her. I hate how she makes me feel and it’s all horrible and downright disgusting. It’s like I’ve got a fever whenever I’m around her and I’ve somehow contracted some life-threatening heart disease. My mouth dries up and I stumble over what I say and it’s not like me at all. So no, you’ve all got it wrong because I don't fancy her.”

With that Theo leaves the table, dinner untouched, with red cheeks and a rapidly beating heart. His friends watched dumbfounded as their friend trudged away. They all exchange knowing glances before shaking their heads at his obliviousness to his own feelings.

“That guy seriously needs to realise that sometimes not being an emotionless prick isn’t going to kill him.” Pansy dug into her beef as she scoffed at her friend’s stupidity.

Unbeknownst to the Slytherins a certain Hufflepuff was watching as their friend stormed off, her eyes never once leaving his ruby red face and the angry glare that accompanied it. She excused herself from her table before slipping away to follow a certain brunette.

//

Annoyance was the main thing that Theodore Nott felt at the moment. Anger at the persistence that he had a crush on you when he didn’t, he knew he didn’t. You had cast some sort of spell on him. Some sort of hex that made him notice every little bit about you. The way your smile lit up the room, the way your laughter echoed in his mind like the happy tinkering of a bell. Every second he saw you it was as if you overtook his senses. Clouding his sight with your beauty, suffocating him with your sweet scent, muffling his ravenous thoughts until everything was calm. 

When Theodore Nott looked at you he felt an overwhelming emotion, one that he couldn’t explain, but it made his hectic thoughts still and as cheesy as it sounded it made time itself stand still. When Theodore Nott looked at you he noticed every fine small detail like the way you like to smile at yourself whenever you get a question right or the way you tap your fingers on the desk when you’re concentrating. When Theodore Nott looked at you he felt his heart soar and he isn’t used to feeling this unnatural emotion that had been brewing inside of him.

He didn’t even notice you were behind him until he heard your voice. Soft and gentle and kind. He spun around. You had a look of concern etched upon your face and you stepped closer towards him and he backed away feeling his heart quicked once again. He glared at you hoping that his stare would force you to go away and would force whatever he was feeling to disappear.

“Are you okay Theo? I saw you leave and you didn’t touch your food, did something happen?”

You were so caring, so nice, so calm. You were so many things and Theo couldn’t take it. Couldn’t take looking at you when he could hear his heart pumping. “What are you doing to me?” He whispered, backing away further.

You frowned. “I haven’t done anything Theo. Are you sure you’re okay you look quite red and-”

“You’re lying.” He seethed. “You’re lying because why are you making me feel these things? Why does my mind go quiet, my thoughts stop, the words fail? There’s no explanation to this. I don’t understand why my heart races and everything suddenly feels hotter around me. I don’t understand this feeling I have inside me, some magnetic force that keeps pulling me to you. You’re everywhere Y/n.”

His glare intensified as he spoke, each word punctuated by a slow, deliberate step forward. “I look at you and I feel things I’ve never felt before, this bubbly warm feeling. Whenever I’m around you I can’t think of what to say. I close my eyes and I see your smile, your eyes. I can hear your laughter even if we’re in the noisiest classroom. You’re everywhere Y/n. So tell me, what have you done to me?”

A beat of silence.

The both of you stare at each other. Your frown had long gone and now you simply looked at the Slytherin in front of you trying to decipher his anger.

“It’s love Theo.” You take a step closer. “All the things you’ve just said - it’s love.”

Theo froze. His expression remained stony yet his eyes betrayed his thoughts as he looked away for a second. He blinked before looking at you once again. Your eyes, the eyes he couldn’t help but notice everywhere he went, looked back at him. His mind was no longer quiet. An outbreak of noise erupted inside his head and he struggled to grasp what was going on. He couldn’t focus. All he could hear was his own voice in his mind, overlapping, shouting, screaming, crying. It all came crashing down and Theo didn’t know what to do.

Then your lips collided with his and he stilled. The noise died down. Chaos ceased. Theo let his eyes flutter shut as he kissed you back with fervour. Your lips were soft and you tasted sweet like strawberries. He wrapped his arm around your waist and you were warm as you leaned into his touch. He felt your arms tangle in his hair and he smiled at the feeling. This felt right. This didn’t feel weird or disgusting. It was something he never thought he would feel. 

The both of you broke apart and you blinked looking at Theo with your beautiful eyes. His heart continued to race. You beamed up at him and he couldn’t help but smile back. You were so pretty, so gorgeous and you had just kissed him. His mind was finally quiet again. The strange feeling that filled his body now didn’t feel so foreign at all in fact it felt natural as he gazed at you.

“It’s love Theodore Nott. That’s what you feel.” You give him another kiss. “And it’s what I feel too.”

Theodore Nott was many things but as he closed his eyes to kiss you once again there is only one thing that he wants to be - in love with you.

[dontopenfairies]

“Wait a second,” she says, taking her hand off the car door handle. “I have to go pee.” She shifts in her seat, pulling her knees up so that her feet are resting at the edge of her seat and her skirt is slipping down her thighs.

“You aren’t going to…” he says. “Maira, I get that you like wearing them, but you don’t have to actually *use* them! It’s disgusting!”

“Uh-huh,” says Maira. She chews on one her fingers absentmindedly as her diaper swells. “Mmm,” she says. “Feels good.”

“It’s a good thing it’s dark outside and no one can see you in here! Well, I can, but not other people. People who’d make fun of me for hanging out with someone who wets *diapers*!”

“You’re so funny,” she says, putting her feet down on the floor and sitting back up, pulling her skirt down around her thighs. “Because you say that you think it’s gross, but I know it makes you hard.”

He grabs the hem of his sweater and yanks it down.

“Don’t try to hide it, I already saw your pants tenting up.” She crawls over the center console to him. “Let me see…” She gently pulls back the hem of his sweater. “Actually, let’s just take this off,” she says, pulling his sweater over his head. For a second his shirt comes with it, flashing his belly and the tops of his narrow hips before falling back down. “Ooh, I liked that,” she says, dropping his sweater at his feet.

“And I bet you’d like this,” she continues, crawling back over to her seat, where she kneels, pulling up her skirt to show him her diaper. He looks away. “I still think I have a little pee left in me,” she says loudly. “Ohh…I’m really close to going pee again. Ohh, I’m trying to hold it but it really hurts…ouch! Oh no, it’s coming out! Oh no!!” Her voice goes quiet, and he can hear the loud hiss of pee hitting the sagging diaper.

“Aww, you’re even harder now, aren’t you? Is it throbbing? Does it hurt? Aw, I can see it twitching. Is this what turns you on?”

He keeps looking out the window, even though he can’t see anything in the dark.

“I asked you a question. Is this what turns you on? Is watching girls piss in diapers what turns you on?”

He doesn’t answer, but he does turn his head slightly to glance at her. Of course his eyes go immediately to the diaper, now yellow and swollen.

“I saw you looking. You little pervert. Hey, look at me.” She reaches out and pulls his chin around. She leans down to kiss him on the mouth. “See, you called me disgusting but I felt how eager you are in that kiss. You little slut.” She hisses the last word, eyes narrowing.

He wants to say something, to argue with her, but his brain and his mouth have stopped communicating. Her hair is falling on his shoulders. Her soft hair is falling on his shoulders. All he can see is her face.

“I bet you’re jealous, that’s what it is, isn’t it? I bet you wish you had a diaper, too,” she hiss-whispers.

He shakes his head.

“I bet you’d make a good little diaper *slut*. That’s what you want, isn’t it? To get a soft, secure diaper around your hips?”

He doesn’t move.

“You can argue with me, honey, but you’ve been humping my hand for the past minute. You’re sooo cute like this.” She leans down and kisses him again, and he grabs the back of her shirt, trying to pull her in closer, panting as she pulls away.

“You’re so eager,” she laughs. “Do you want to see my boobs?” She reaches up and pulls off her shirt, and then unclasps her bra. She leans back over him, hands on either side of him on the seat, and he gasps, feeling something wet and warm in his pants. “Ohh, baby, you didn’t just finish, did you?”

She goes back to her side and picks her shirt up off the ground, pulling it on over her head. “Have you never seen a girl’s chest before? You couldn’t handle even that?”

Then she leans over and whispers in his ear. “Or did watching me piss myself really just turn you on *that* much? How about me teasing you for being a little diaper slut? I know you want them, and I know you want to see me in them. Maybe if you eat me out real good, I’ll let you come over to my house and you can try one. Does that sound good, baby? Huh?”

[heartsforvin]

Hey Paige !! Sooo i know you’ve seen Vinnie growing out his goatee (finally 😩) so i was like thinking could you write like this cute lil smut where vinnie is trying to go down on the reader but she can’t stop giggling because his little chin fuzz is tickling her and Vinnie is just so over it bc she wanted him to grow it out too but now she’s making jokes while he’s trying to get his freak on 😂😭

NOT FUNNY

girl i love you & your mind 🫦 thank you for the request ml !! hope you like it <33 (made the gif btw, HAD to use it)

pairing: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings: smut, oral (f receiving), use of pet names, cussing, slapping, dom!vinnie, dirty talk, if i missed anything lmk !!

summary: vinnie’s trying to go down on you but you can’t stop laughing at the feeling of his stubble between your thighs

you loved when vinnie grew out his facial hair, loved the way it felt when he kissed you, love teasing him about it and running your fingers along his jaw, loved all of it.

he never kept it for long though, and that’s what you didn’t like. you have told him time and time again to let it grow out, that he looks so fucking sexy with it, but it never stayed.

that’s why you were surprised at the sight in front of you when he opened his apartment door.

he greeted you with a kiss, you giggled at the feeling of the hair tickling your skin.

he gave you a look, one that read confusion. “what’s so funny?” he asked, grasping your hand in his.

he kissed the back of your hand and you giggled again. you weren’t used to his facial hair being as grown as it is.

it’s usually gone within a two day span, three if you’re lucky.

as he pulls you to his room, you can’t help but think what he’d feel like between your thighs now that the stubble’s grown.

you hold back a noise you want to slip, hoping your boyfriend can’t hear you or read your mind.

vinnie pulls you on to your lap so you straddle him, just as your about to lean in to kiss him, hera jumps on the bed.

vinnie groans and rolls his eyes, to which you swat at his chest.

“don’t be rude to our daughter,” you try to say in a stern tone, which vinnie just ends up laughing. “i mean it, vinnie! she misses her mama.”

you grab hera and kiss her head before setting her on the ground to which she made her way out of the room.

“where were we.” vinnie tucks his finger under your chin, making you look at him before he kisses you.

you giggle again, making vinnie’s confusion grow more. “what the fuck is so funny?” he asks again.

blushing, you hide your face in your hands. “nuh, uh baby,” vinnie says softly, pulling your hands away. “tell me.”

the way he looks at you, speaks to you so softly yet has this almost rough look to him, it makes him seem so soft yet so hot at the same time.

“come on, pretty,” he strokes your cheek softly. “tell me.”

you’re putty in his hands at this point, completely under his touch, his gaze, his everything. his voice is deep, which only adds to the immense throbbing in between your thighs.

“your goatee.” you say softly, almost not being able to get the words out.

he looks at you for a minute before he tilts your head with his fingers. “what about it?” he asks, faces mere inches apart.

his mouth is inches from yours when he smiles, making you look down then back up at his eyes.

no words are spoken before he flips you on your back and hovers above you.

before you have a chance to respond, vinnie kisses you roughly, making you wrap your arms around his neck.

your legs lift up and wrap around his waist, making him groan into your mouth. his mouth is aggressively on yours, his hands hold your face so delicate while yours travel to the back of his head and tug at the strands.

vinnie pulls away from you and you audibly whine at the loss of contact of his lips on yours. he smiles at you before he starts to move you by your ankles.

“you wanna?” he can barely get the words out before you’re nodding your head with a wide smile on your face.

vinnie smiles and kisses you softly before asking if he can take off your pants and shirt.

he kisses just below your collarbone before slipping the straps of your bra off. he looks at you for approval and all you can do is nod your head with a smile.

once it’s off vinnie quickly throws it to the side and attaches his mouth to your chest, kissing and sucking at the skin.

you can’t help but moan at the feeling of not only his mouth on your tits, but the feeling of his beard against your skin.

he looks up at you and you can see the glint of sparkle in his brown doe eyes.

he moves further down your body until he reaches the waistband of your panties. he kisses your inner thighs before you tell him to take your panties off.

he smiles widely as he takes his finger and glides it along your folds.

you squirm under his touch, the feeling of his fingers against your sensitive skin almost being too much.

as he continued to kiss your skin, you wondered how he’d feel in between your thighs now that he’s got the added stubble to his appearance.

he’s never grown it out enough for you to feel it on your skin. sure he has gone down on you without shaving before, but he’s never grown it out this much.

“you’re so pretty baby,” he whispers as he looks up at you as he lies on his stomach in front of you. his fingers come up to your pussy again and he spreads you open, making you roll your eyes back.

“feel good huh?” he knows his answer and knows you can’t respond, so he keeps doing what he’s doing.

soon, his fingers are replaced by his mouth, nose nudging at your clit as he tongue fucks you like his life depends on it.

the stubble on his chin tickles your skin and you can’t help but let a laugh slip.

“if you laugh one more fuckin’ time i swear to god.” his tone is rough, demanding.

you immediately wipe the smirk off your face and look at him dead in the eyes.

“you gonna be good, or am i gonna have to stop?” he asks you, and you can’t help but whine at the praise.

nodding your head, he kisses you softly before going back to sucking your clit.

he doesn’t say anything before going down on you again, and the second his mouth moves on you another giggle slips and he’s back up on his forearms looking at you.

“baby— i’m sorry, okay? it’s just tickling me.” you cut him off before he can even speak a sentence.

he sits up fully and pushes off the bed, heading to the bathroom. “you want this?” he asks as he holds up the electric razor.

you shake your head and he puts it back on the counter. “then lay down and let me finish what i started.”

you smile and lay back down, vinnie wastes no time before his mouth is back on you and hands grip your thighs.

you push your head into the pillow as you tug at his hair and close your legs in around his head. he moans into you and that only spurs you on more.

his tongue flicks at your clit as he grips your thighs harsher. “bein’ so good f’me, baby.” he praises.

the praise goes straight through you as his tongue moves faster on you. you try so hard not to let a giggle out at the feeling of his face against your skin, but you let something slip.

vinnie’s eyes meet yours as his mouth attacks your cunt, giving you a warning look.

“gonna cum, fuck i’m gonna cum.” you babble as vinnie stimulates your clit.

he continues, and you grip at his hair tighter as he moans into you.

you look down at vinnie and he looks up at you, telling you to let go without actually saying it.

you do, cumming all over his face with a loud moan. vinnie chuckles softly as he lifts up and looks at you.

you share the laugh, smiling at him. “you look so sexy.” you whisper.

vinnie smirks. “yeah? even with your cum all over my face?” he asks.

you nod. “especially.”

he smiles and heads to the bathroom to wash up before coming back into the room.

he leans in and kisses you softly, stroking his jaw. “suits you, y’know, and yes, all of this was about your goatee.”

vinnie smirks and kisses your hand. “gonna have to keep it for a bit longer i guess.” he tells you.

you smile and nod. “you better.”

i’ve been writing this since yesterday, had to rewrite it / write parts again so many times so i hope you all enjoyed + rae <33

tags: @anqeliclust , @cosmicanakin , @forevergirlposts , @lovelysturnioloos , @sturnioloshacker , @laylasbunbunny , @defnotayonna , @violet0182 , @hallecarey1 , @bernelflo , @thesebitcheslovesosadotcom , @kayleighh , @slvthrs , @khxna , @0strawberrysorbet0 , @nottsbabydoll , @kriissy4gov , @supabhad , @leqonsluv3r , @jpg3

[cosmicpearlz]

yours for the time being

summary: what happens when your academic rival of years, proposes an offer of fake dating? pure chaos.

pairing: gryffindor!jude bellingham x slytherin!reader

a/n: a little mini series coming your way! i'm so excited and got inspired by me rewatching the harry potter movies. anywho, enjoy my loves!

the other students at hogwarts never stood a chance when it came to jude bellingham and y/n y/l/n. for years, the gryffindor boy and slytherin girl were always found going head-to-head. sometimes to the point that nobody cared enough to get in the way or in between that. the pair had often expressed how they wouldn't be in each other's presence, had they not had mutual friends.

"yo y/l/n!" you peek down the hallway, seeing jude walking towards you. with the roll of your eyes, you swiftly start walking in the other direction, choosing to ignore him. jude huffs to himself and picks up his pace to be right behind you. laying a hand on your shoulder, he turns you to face him.

"i know you heard me calling you back there."

"yeah, i did. which is why i chose to walk in the other direction. also, get your filthy hand off me," you pushed his hand off your shoulder.

"listen, i need to talk to you."

"about what? how you're failing in charms?"

"you know damn well i'm top of the class."

"no the fuck you're not. it's funny you even think that."

"oh, i don't think. i know so."

"what do you want bellingham? you're wasting my time and i don't want to be late for class. you know how professor snape gets."

"i need you to fake date me."

staring at him wide eyed, your jaw practically dropped. "what the hell? that's possibly the worst idea you've ever had." you couldn't believe what you were hearing. fake date him? that was almost impossible.

"and you're sooo well known for your good ideas. just hear me out, this could benefit both of us."

"explain to me how," you crossed your arms, staring at the boy intensely.

"i can get lavender off of my back and you miss lonely, will finally have someone to date. you know since you have nobody."

"lavender? she wants you now?"

"a story for another day. seriously, you'll be in a relationship and maybe catch the attention of others," jude playfully pokes your arm, making you swat his hand away.

"it's not that i don't have anyone. i'm simply not interested, just like i'm not interested in your shitty deal."

"sure, if that's what helps you sleep at night. just think about it," jude throws you a wink and walks away to meet with harry and ron.

-

when lunch time finally rolled around, the great hall was packed with students from every house. unfortunately, all you could think of was jude's proposition. without wanting to admit it, the fake dating thing could work. there were lots of boys in the school that kept begging for a date or a chance to sweep you off. they'd all back off if you were officially in a public relationship.

"so y/n, i seen you and jude chatting it up earlier. what did he want?" draco looks up from his plate, questioning you.

"none of your business ferret."

"that was two years ago, let it go."

"never."

"if she doesn't want to talk about it, just leave it be," pansy comes to defend you. you smiled and reached your arm across the table, giving her hand a squeeze.

"see this is why she's my best friend."

"wow just yesterday i was your best friend," theo shakes his head with a disapproving look and a growing smirk.

"shut up theodore," you laughed, pushing his shoulder. jude's head snaps in the direction of your laugh. he knows it like the back of his hand. he doesn't know why seeing you with theodore makes his blood boil.

"mate, where's your head at?" ron pulls the boys attention back to the group. jude shakes his head, averting his eyes from you.

"he's too focused on our darling y/n."

"ew hermoine, don't call that snake 'ours'." hermoine is quick to hit harry's arm with disappointing look.

"stop talking about her like that. she's nothing like the rest of them. you'd know if you simply get to know her."

"yeah whatever. all slytherins are the same. don't you agree jude?" the silence was loud, leaving harry confused. "jude?" the gryffindor boy could care less about the conversation. jude gets up from his seat, ignoring the calls of his friends, heading straight for the slytherin table. he didn't even care about the wondering eyes of the other students.

"don't look now but your boy toy is heading this way."

"gross blaise, he isn't my-"

"fancy taking a walk with me?" jude asks, while holding a hand out to you. you looked up at him in disbelief.

"if i must," you get up, completely disregarding his outstretched hand. the two of you walked out of the great hall. jude lead the way outside, heading towards the lake.

"have you thought about my offer?"

"desperate much?"

"you didn't answer the question."

"yes bellingham. i have thought about your offer," you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms against your chest.

"and?" jude mimics you by crossing his arms against his chest as well.

"i have decided that it will benefit us both, but we need to lay some ground rules."

"how about you brainstorm some stuff and i'll do the same. we'll converse again at the three broomsticks after classes on friday," he didn't give you a chance to reply before walking away. jude bellingham was truly going to be the death of you.

-

jude didn't bother you anymore for the last couple of days. it was finally friday, meaning you guys were going to go over your ground rules for being fake lovers. once classes were over, you headed to the three broomsticks. the walk through hogsmeade was peaceful, just a little chilly. upon arriving, your eyes meet jude's and he sported a growing smirk.

"right over here baby," you can feel heat spreading across your face in embarrassment. although the pub was full of people who didn't care, you couldn't help but to be embarrassed. you sit in the chair across from the boy.

"don't do that."

"if we're gonna be fake dating, we have to sell it y/n," Jude leans over to whisper to you.

"a little heads up would've been nice jude," you shuffled around in your mini backpack to pull out your notebook. in it, you had all the stuff you wrote down for the pending agreement.

"here's a list of rules I came up with, feel free to add onto it or edit it how you like," jude takes the notebook, scanning over the words that were written on the page.

fake dating

pet names are okay but don't try to overdo it

touching is okay too (make it like natural)

always show up for each other's events (it isn't real if you don't)

don't under any circumstances... at all... get attached

"i wanna add one more thing but other than that, it's a deal," you wave him off and handed him a spare pen. allowing him to write what he wanted. jude slides the book back towards you, giving you a chance to read the last term.

"must go on dates?" you tilt your head in confusion. this was the last thing you'd ever think that he would write.

"well yeah, it has to look real. trust me lavender will not leave me alone if she even thinks that we're not truly dating."

"are you going to tell me about that now?"

"after you sign the paper."

"so dramatic," you quietly laugh to yourself, taking the pen from his outstretched hand and signing your name. handing the pen back to him, you eyed him as he signed his name next to yours. jude looked strangely calm about this whole thing. meanwhile, you were panicking on the inside because you would be closer to the boy than you've ever been in the past couple of years.

"we should seal the deal with a kiss," jude looked up from the book and grinned. that stupid boyish grin. you face dropped in annoyance. he loved to rail you up and seeing the effected he seemed to have on you.

"you're pushing it."

"c'mon, we're gonna have to kiss at some point." you rolled your eyes and leaned on your elbows, pushing yourself up to be in the middle of the table. jude meets you halfway and places a peck to your lips. his lips were soft like pillows. something that made your head spin. ignoring the tingling feeling you got from the small kiss, you sat back down with your arms crossed over your chest.

"i could kiss the pout right off your face."

"you're having way too much fun with this. now, spill the beans about lavender." you watched as the boy's face drops; it almost makes you want to laugh.

"okay, you know how lavender had a thing for ron, right?" you nodded your head, letting him continue his thought. "after they were together for a little bit. ron had gotten sick with poison and in the hospital wing, he was calling hermione's name out. lavender left him and ever since, the girl has had this weird obsession with me!"

"wow, that's literally insane."

"you're telling me! she's everywhere and it's starting to get creepy, jude shakes his head with a disgusted look. you laughed at his antics, causing him to chuckle with you.

"we should go before curfew," you say, gazing back into the gryffindor's eyes. you're met with a small smile and a nod. the two of you maneuvered around to gather your belongings to leave. you didn't get a chance to swing the backpack strap around your shoulder, seeing as jude grabs it from your hands and swings it around his shoulder instead.

"you're going to carry a green backpack? as in green for slytherin."

"you're my girlfriend," he shrugs his shoulders and holds his hand out for you to grab. you quietly slide your hand into his, fitting together like a puzzle piece. you let jude lead the way back to the castle.

-

the castle halls were nearly empty. making just before the prefects started checking to make sure everyone in their rooms. jude walks you all the way to your painting, hands still connected. the walk was quiet but surprisingly not weird or awkward.

"this is me."

"i'll see you in the morning, yeah?"

"yeah, i guess i'll see you around," you playfully roll your eyes, making the boy smile. jude lets go of your hand and immediately you miss the warmth it produced. it made your heartbeat race at the thought of being able to hold his hand again. he hands you the backpack that he took from you earlier. the boy surprises you again by wrapping his arms around your shoulders, pulling you into a hug. you reciprocate the action and wrap your arms around his waist. a quiet hug that seemed like neither of you wanted to let go first.

"goodnight y/n."

"goodnight jude. don't let a prefect see you."

"i'll be fine," he places a quick kiss to your cheek and walks away, heading in the direction to the gryffindor painting. it feels so unnatural to be like this with jude but it's like second nature to him. maybe you were completely in over your head.

[ranhaitanisgf]

hi omg i'm so excited for you and your event you deserve the 2k!! could i request childhood friends to lovers with kazutora wherein reader is baji's sister and they fake date for awhile to fuck with their friends but then realize their feelings for each other? also angst to fluff maybe !! have a good one and take care<3

— kazutora hanemiya // childhood friends to lovers // fake dating

☆ ˎˊ˗ THIS WAS SOOO FUN TO WRITE OMG !! thank you for requesting for my event !! i hope you all enjoyyy xoxo

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it was funny at first. 

when you’d seen the look on keisuke’s face, you’d had to use an epic amount of strength to keep yourself from laughing, only allowing yourself to have a bit of an amused look as you held kazutora’s hand. he was having a harder time containing his laughter, his face looking like he was going to break at any point as keisuke stared at the two of you, his jaw almost unhinging from how far it was hanging open. 

“you…you two…are dating?!” he spluttered, which made kazutora start to lose it. 

it had been even funnier when you and kazutora had shown up to one of the toman meetings, your hand once again encased in his. the amount of utterly shocked faces from all your friends had the both of you losing it once again, which had made the deal seem entirely worth it. 

that’s right. it was just a deal. a joke. the two of you were going to come clean soon and admit that it was all just to fuck with everyone. you would be able to laugh freely at their shocked faces, and you would all move on with your lives. 

so why were you feeling so bitter right now?

you had come across the scene by a complete mistake; you had been just been running to the convenience store to grab some snacks for yourself and your brother, (he had insisted on needing more yakisoba stocked up). you didn’t even known that kazutora had been in the area, and now you were frozen in your tracks, looking at him from afar. 

in front of the convenience store, he was holding a soda can in his hand, a plastic bag hanging from his arm. also hanging from his arm was a girl, the two of them talking with smiles on their faces as they seemed to be waiting for someone who was still inside the store. the girl was surprisingly close to kazutora, her body pressed up against his side, and you found it hard to recognize this boy who used to blush and stutter at the simple action of a girl talking to him. 

he hadn’t seen you yet, so you were taking a moment to contemplate what to do. should you just go back home? no, why should you care about this? the two of you aren’t even dating, so it really doesn’t concern you at all. besides, why should you go back home when you haven’t done anything wrong? 

you pulled the hood up on your sweater, pulling the hoodie strings so that most of your face was covered, leaving you with just a small amount of your vision. 

when you passed by kazutora, he didn’t even take a second glance at you, completely ignoring you. 

why would he talk to me?! i’m the one who made myself unrecognizable!!

you decided to put the confusing thoughts out of your mind, grabbing the snacks and packs of yakisoba, going up to the counter and quickly paying. with your bag of goodies in hand, you walked out of the store, noticing that kazutora and his little friend were nowhere to be seen. 

you let out a sigh of relief, (why are you relieved?) and started your walk back home, loosening the strings on your hood a bit. your hand reached into the bag, shuffling around in it a bit before picking a bag of chips, taking it out and ripping the top open. 

“yo.” 

“ahh!” you screamed, hearing a voice in your ear. you turned around, closing your eyes and throwing the bag of chips at the person. when you opened your eyes, you realized that kazutora was in front of you, looking at you with a confused expression and your bag of chips in his hands, (how did a single chip not fall out?). 

“your first reaction was to throw chips at me?” he questioned, taking a few steps to walk by your side as you grumbled, continuing your way home. “y’know, that’s not really a sound defense tactic.” 

“shaddup. gimme that.” you muttered, snatching your bag of chips from him. you grabbed a few chips, shoving them in your mouth and crunching as the two of you walked. 

feeling a stare on you, you glanced to the side, noticing how kazutora was looking at you with a quizzical expression. 

“what.” you said flatly, staring back at him with a blank look. “you got somethin’ to say?” 

“you seem pissed off.” 

“do i? well, i’m fine.” you answered, continuing to munch on your chips. 

“you don’t seem fine.” kazutora stated, his tone turning more serious. “what’s wrong? did someone do something to you? i can beat them up if you-” 

“i just told you i’m fine. can you get off my case? shit, i just wanted to get snacks! is that a fucking crime?!” you snapped. “don’t you have to go hang out with your arm candy or something? just leave me alone!!” you started to walk a bit faster, starting to regret what you said the moment it came out of your mouth. 

whatever. i’ll just go watch a drama and not think about this. 

you felt kazutora grab your arm, trying to keep you from stopping. the action made you want to roll your eyes; why was he acting like this?? 

“hey! i just told you i-!” your words were left unsaid as you turned around, guilt suddenly rushing through you. kazutora was looking at you with tears in his eyes, and now that you were paying more attention, his grip on your arm was extremely loose, holding it as though you were made of porcelain. 

“are you mad ‘cause you saw me with that girl? is it my fault?” he asked, his voice a bit shaky. 

“n-no, it’s not your fault…shit, i’m sorry…” you apologized, sighing a bit. “i’m sorry i snapped at you, i was just…” you trailed off. 

why were you so pissed off seeing kazutora with that girl? 

“...just…” you continued, trying to find an explanation for your actions. “...” your silence continued as you stared at him, the boy waiting for an answer from you. his sad, golden gaze felt like it was forcing you to admit the truth to yourself as you continued to look at him, (why did he almost look like a kicked puppy?). 

were you…jealous?

yes.

“i…don’t know. i’m sorry. just ignore everything i said.” you suddenly said. “i need to get home. okay. yes. i’m sorry, i’ll treat you to a meal soon as an apology, uhm, okay, bye-” 

“are you jealous?” 

you froze at kazutora’s words, your heart skipping a few beats as your jaw dropped. 

his face had suddenly changed into a smug expression, the tears that were in his eyes a moment ago completely gone. the look in his eyes hadn’t changed, he was still uncertain, but you could tell that he knew he had hit the nail on the head. 

“w-what?! why would i be jealous? we aren’t even dating for real!” you sputtered, trying to refute the accusation. “you could go and hang out with every girl in tokyo and i wouldn’t care!!” 

“you wouldn’t? that hurts me, (y/n).” kazutora said, a frown on his face as he stepped a bit closer to you, pulling your hood down. “i don’t know that girl, though. she was getting away from a creep, so i pretended to be her boyfriend for a while.” 

of course. 

you felt shame course through you as you realized you had overreacted for nothing, and you now looked like an absolute freak. there was no way kazutora would ever talk to you ever again, not after you had snapped at him like that-

“i would care if you were hanging out with another guy.” kazutora suddenly said. 

“what? why…?”

“because you’re mine. i like you.” you stared at him, your eyes damn near popping out of their sockets as you tried to figure out if he was playing with you or not. the look on his face and in his eyes didn’t change at all, staying serious and sincere as he looked back at you. 

“you’re…not joking?” you hesitantly asked. kazutora shook his head, his hands moving to rest on top of your shoulders. 

“i want…to date you. for real.” 

“...really?”

“yes. these last few weeks…” kazutora sighed, shaking his head. “...it was a mistake to agree to fake date. i was just too scared to ask you out for real, so i thought that it was the closest i could get to actually dating you. i’m sorry…if you hate me, that’s fine, i just needed to tell you-” 

“let me kiss you.” 

“w-what?!” 

“to see if you’re telling the truth.” you explained, putting on a confident front as you spoke. “if you’re lying, i’ll know it because you won’t kiss me. so, let me-mmph!” kazutora’s had suddenly moved from your shoulders to the back of your neck, pulling you towards him as his lips crashed into yours. 

your shock kept you from doing anything for a moment, but after your moment of shock was over, your hands immediately moved to cup his cheeks. you closed your eyes, embracing the feeling of kazutora’s soft lips on your own, gently moving as he kissed you deeper. 

you felt disappointed when he pulled away, though you suppose you were okay with the two of you staying this close together. 

“do you believe me now?” he asked earnestly. 

“yes…” you answered, still feeling a bit shocked at everything that had happened, (should you thank keisuke for bothering you to go and get yakisoba?). 

“good. lemme walk you home now, it’s getting kinda late.” kazutora said, smiling softly at you. his hands released from the back of your neck, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear before grabbing one of your hands from his face, interlocking your fingers and beginning to walk. 

the two of you walked for a minute or two in silence, which you felt grateful for since you were still trying to process what had just happened. 

did that really just happen?! ohhh my god…

“by the way, you didn’t answer my question.” kazutora suddenly piped up, looking at you. 

“what question?” 

“i asked if you wanted to date. for real, not fake.” 

“...shouldn’t you already have your answer?” you asked. “i don’t just let anybody kiss me, y’know.” 

“well, i’d hope not.” kazutora responded, pouting a bit. “i would be hurt if you did.” you rolled your eyes at his dramatic behavior. 

“riiight, because i’m the type of person who would actually do that…you’re so dramatic. i could almost think that you were fake crying earlier or something!” you joked. there was silence from kazutora, and when you looked at him, you immediately recognized his ‘oh shit’ face. “wait…were you actually fake crying earlier?!” 

“uh…” you gaped at him while he avoided eye contact. 

“are you serious?! what’s wrong with you!!” 

“well, you’re the one who was yelling at me…” 

“that doesn’t matter!! at least i wasn’t faking it!!” you argued, shaking your head. “seriously…you’re an emotional terrorist or something…” 

“but i’m your emotional terrorist!” 

“...you’re supposed to use that with an endearing term like ‘idiot’, not emotional terrorist.” 

“...sorry.”

[scuderiadream]

invisible string

reader x charles leclerc

⊹ ࣪ ˖ summary : the expression "invisible string" alludes to a traditional chinese tale about a crimson thread of destiny binding two people together, this recounts the beginning of reader and charles' love affair, which saw them go from being complete strangers to falling in love and discovering that they were connected by an invisible string

⊹ ࣪ ˖ faceclaim : gracie abrams

⊹ ࣪ ˖ author note : this might be kinda? long idk? but yea please enjoy!! sorry if this is just flopping and ou if u have any reqs dont be shy and request! bcos i'm kinda running out of idea here ahah 🥹

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y/n and charles love story begin back then during the 2022 monaco grand prix, they were a complete stranger until one day y/n's father decided to held a very fancy gala in monaco just before the race day. charles leclerc was one of the many millionaires and celebrities her father invited to his gala. charles politely accepted the invitation, and when he showed up at the gala, he was astounded by y/n's appearance in general. naturally, one thing led to another, and they eventually went on dates and invited y/n to his races, which resulted in their most romantic relationship ever.

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after their romantic stroll around the city of monaco, y/n and charles enjoyed each other's company as they talk about their childhood or thier past life.

y/n pov :

i can feel his warmth body wrapping around mine as i linked my arm around his, walking through the city of monaco. i confessed to him about my childhood and how awesome it was. i told him that i remembered i was sitting on a grass, reading a book at the centennial park i used to think i would meet somebody there and how stupid it sounds.

he made an eye smile as his face lit up like a clueless little kid. "what's wrong? you're smiling like crazy" i said while i tilt my head a little to the side in confusion. as it turns out, he confessed to me that he was there too while on his vacation with his family, he was wearing a teal shirt when.

somehow we ended up laughing and giggling like a crazy person. its amazing how our stories just simply connect, were there clues i didn't see? as if all along there's some invisible string tying him to me?

charles pov :

after a few hours had passed, we continued to talk about our own experiences and how they always connected. i chuckle at how ridiculously foolish it sounds, but i feel like we were meant to be. it's funny how we went from being complete strangers to developing this devoted bond that i never imagined we would, she's what i've always been wanting for.

she sees me for who i am, as if i'm perfect. she opened the door to my heart that i couldn't open for a long time as i feel proud to call her as mine, my girl, mon amour.

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PLAYING GAMES !🫢

Shuri X BlackReader fic

Warning: cursing,Angst,smut but not too much

Summary : shuri and y/n gets into a heated argument after a party , which led to shuri asking reader to obey her but reader used the word “NO” know shuri does not do well with the word “NO”

Me and shuri have been invited to this get together with the avengers, it was honestly exciting for me bc I had just bought this new champagne dress with these glittery heels that are so pretty and since I just got my hair and nails did I was ready more than anything.

Me and shuri got ready around 6 bc the party started at 7:50 which was the perfect time !

After me and shuri was dress we quickly made it to the car , but I noticed that shuri kept eyeing me from head to. “What’s wrong babe? You don’t like my dress ?” “No you just look so sexy usana, I can’t keep my eyes off you” Shuri said with lust in her eyes , “behave baby we almost close to the party” I said slapping shuri hand from reaching up my dress .

We made it to the party and was greeted with open arms by everyone who was giving me the “Omg you are so gorgeous” “you look like a beautiful diamond” “Shuri must be really lucky!” “Shuri better be glad she got there first bc you are a beautiful girl!”

Those comments made my night and I can unsure you that I was smiling as bright as day. Time went on and I came across a old friend who I haven’t seen since high school! Me and him was so close until I found out he had feeling for me and I had to tell him that I am very much interested in girls then boys but that doesn’t mean I don’t love him like a best friend,

“Y/N?!”

“CHRIS?!!”

We both ran up to each other, he pulled me in a warm up that he always gave me and that I kinda missed bc he was the one I told all my tea too .

Me and Chris held on to each other for like 30 second then finally pulled away, when I pulled away I seen the biggest smile on his face that made me return one back bc he was so sweet .

“OMG what are you doing here lovey?” Chris asked ( BY THE WAY ME AND CHRIS GAVE EACH OTHER NICKNAMES SO HE CALLED ME LOVEY AND I CALLED HIM BOOKIE) “I should be asking you the same thing bookie!” I said “God, I missed you so much Lovey” “I missed you more bookie”

Me and Chris started to catch up with each other when we was interrupted by shuri who just clears her throat , “Y/N you’re not gonna introduce me ?” Shuri said raising a brow “Omg im so sorry ! , Chris this is shuri my gf , shuri this is my old best friend Chris .” Shuri looked at Chris like she wanted to attack him “ Nice to meet you bookie” Shuri spat out like it was venom in her mouth “nice to meet you too queen” Chris said sounding a little scared.

The night ended and me and shuri was now back in the car and honestly I couldn’t wait to leave bc it was awkward the whole night due to shuri being so mean to chris , idk what gotten into her but she was giving me jealous vibes the whole night !

*Back at the palace*

Me and shuri made it to our shared room , I was taking off all my jewelry when all of a sudden shuri breaks the silence between us. “Sooo bookie huh ?” “ and it’s so cute that he calls you Lovey back” Shuri said tryna be funny but start a argument at the same time “ I don’t wanna chat period” I said bc I knew where this was going .

*10 minutes later*

“I AM SO SICK AND TIRED OF BEING IN THIS SAME LOOP WITH YOU SHURI ! ITS LIKE YOU GET MAD AT THE SIMPLEST THINGS THAT HAPPENS WITH ME AND MY FRIENDS, I TOLD YOU ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT US AND HOW WE MET NOW PLEASE LEAVE IT THE FUCK ALONE!!!”

I have never, Ever talked to shuri that way and we have been together for 2 years so the shock on her face was crazy …

“HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND? WHO ARE YOU SPEAKING TO LIKE THAT ?”

I just looked at the ground bc my intentions was to not explode on her like that but we have been arguing for 20 minutes and I’m tired honestly…

“ ndiphendule NGOKU ! ( ANSWER ME NOW !)” Shuri was now angry and trust me I have never seen her this angry since her mom died so me yelling at her for the first time must really pissed her off . “No one …” I said quietly staring at my white nails polish on my toes bc I could not posses my self to look her in the eye .

“ Ndijonge”( look at me)

When I looked up shuri eyes was filled with awe when she seen i shedded a few tears now

“Stop crying y/n”

I did bc she told me I’m too pretty to be crying once and ever since she told me that I always stop crying when she tells me to stop.

“Strip for me” Shuri said with lust now in her eyes bc of my dress and how my body hugged it so well “No” I said softly As badly I wanted to bc her yelling had got me so horny but I felt bold and wanted to take control for once even though I’m weak in the knees for her touch “You strip for me how about that” I said with a smirk, “I love this boldness you gained tonight but I advise you to let it go or the punishment will be worse than ever” Shuri sounded so sexy with that pent up anger in her voice but I wasn’t gonna fold bc she always have me obey her when she doesn’t even does the same for me so I guess we playing games tonight… “No and like I said you strip” I said now matching her energy, shuri walked towards me and I started walking back not even knowing that I cornered myself (typical y/n) “why are you so angry shuri, is it bc Chris want what’s yours ?” I said tryna push her even more bc I become aroused when she is angry don’t judge me im a little toxic… “excuse me ?” Shuri eye brows raised and let’s just say I think I’m having a little too much fun making her jealous 😐 “You heard me I said CHRIS WANT WHA-“ before I can finish I felt a grip to my arm that lightly tossed me on the bed , I’m sorry but it seemed like Shuri turned into flash less than a second. “That mouth of yours needs to be worked on, IMMEDIATELY!” “SO STRIP LIKE I SAID AND TRUST ME I WILL NOT BE REPEATING MY SELF BC IN THE LOVE OF BAST I WILL RIP YOUR CLOTHES OFF AND YOU WILL NEVER SEE THEM AGAIN!!” Shuri voice was so loud I’m sure the guards was starting to strip too 😭😭 after that I snap back into reality realizing that I have a meeting tmr and need my legs to walk 🥲 “Yes my queen” I said now taking off my dress slowly then ever while she went to the closet to get something. When she came back I was in my lingerie that was black with a kinda see through bra, she came towards me lifting my chin “you’re so sexy usana, but sadly you might be unable to walk into you meeting tmr so now people can’t see your entle face” I’ve never gulped so hard in my life…

After two hours of having the best rough sex ever I was honestly drained, I was so drained that shuri had to carry me from the bed to the bath and then back to the bed that now had new sheets do to all the squirti- matter a fact I’m not even gonna go into details …

I ended up waking up at 2pm since I didn’t gts till 3am, I tried to move but my legs was so sore so I just laid back down , then memories of last night kept replaying in my head including shuri words…

(Shuri’s words)

“ You taking me so well Usana!” “Look at you being a intombi elungile (good girl)” “who pussy does this belong too? Huh ndiphendule (answer me)!” Let’s just say that all I could pull out was “YOURSSSS BA-BYYYY” bc trust me it was like my brain was being fucked out and my vision was becoming blurry bc my eyes felt like it was finna pop out of my head 🤷🏽‍♀️

I came 4 times and I will never admit to that so ya 😐

Shuri came back into the room with food and a ice pack ( I’m guessing that’s for my cat ?) I thought to myself bc it was so sore , I still feel like it’s not my fault tho it’s fasho Chris fault 😒 bc nobody told him to go to this party and if he haven’t came to the party shuri wouldn’t be so jealous and I wouldn’t have been so petty and horny , and my cat and legs would still be functioning again 🥲

“You finally up y/n?” “I thought I killed your cat not you” she chuckled to herself while sitting the tray in my lap “you think you funny ?”I said “no, I think im hilarious” “you know the Dora’s asked was everything alright bc they told me all they heard was “OMG SHURIIIII” “I CANT TAKE IT BABY!” “SHURIIII SLOW DOWN” “UGHH FUCK BAB-“ OKAY PLZ STOP SHURI THATS EMBARRASSING” I said bc I felt slutted out 😒 “let’s just say the neighbors did say they know my name y/n” Shuri said now fully laughing

I palmed my face bc even though WE HAD A TIME LAST NIGHTTTT ! I knew that when I show my face outside our room people will be smirking at me 😒

“Usana” Shuri said softly “yes” I said “did you do all of that on purpose last night?” She asked already knowing the answer “no” I said smirking like …

[daysofyellowroses]

DAAAARRRLINGGGG 👹 GUESS WHO JUST ESCAPED THE PSYCH WARDDDDD WITH A NEW JUICY FLUFFY IDEA FOR YOUR VOLUPTUOUS LIL NOGGINS 🧠🧠We be brain dumping but -

Imagine Carmy w a girl that they’ve been dating a little while, she’s a blankie girl. whenever they’re snuggling on the couch watching a movie, or cuddling up in bed (either at her place or his because she can not sleep without blankie) she has her childhood blankie with her in times of leisure because it’s presence brings comfort. So I imagine they’re snuggled up on the couch one day, watching some rerun of a show or movie he’s seen multiple times so he’s more focused on her of course - and he realizes that she’s sat there, picking at the knots in the tail of a fabric nub that’s been permanently sewn on to the end of the blanket, and he realizes that she’s always stroking that part of the blanket. Whether she’s picking at the lint-knots in the tail, brushing the strings against her cheek, pressing the little fabric nub in to her lips- that was the part of the blanket that she fidgeted with the most. So one day, he’s like ‘babe, y’want me to snip that ball of thread for you? I can see why it’d be bothersome.’ & she just looks up at him with slight shock and offense and holds it up being like

‘Absolutely not - how dare you call blankie bothersome. This?’ *cue her dangling the bundle of essentially fabric rags in front of him* ‘is thingie, and this-‘ *she dainty beholds the tiny bundle of strings with a rat tail* ‘he- is the original blankie, thingie is his friend. Just his friend. And thingie knows he’s only here cause of blankie, so respect blankie.’

And he’d just think it was the sweetest most innocent adorable thing that his sassy, big mouth girl is so attatched and in need of her ‘blankie’ every night, stroking a little nub of strings against her face.

I’m a bear baby, like I have a bear from birth and Mr.bear is in perfect shape, his colors are just faded. but I find it HILARIOUS and adorable on tik tok when girls will pull out like 6 strings and a ball of dirty hair lookin stuff and be like “this is thing 🥹💖 my baby blanket” bc it’s like sooo funny and cute how a human can be so attatched to a bundle of thread but at the same time so sweet & I think Carm would see it that way too lolll

oh god if this is not the cutest thing ever i don't want to know what is 🫢😭🥹 absolutely obsessed with this idea, it's perfection 👌🏻 and i love that you still have a bear from birth that is so adorable 😍 i love you and your incredible mind so much i need to sit down for a minute 💗🫶🏻🌼

[2010s-nostalgia]

List the facts on why Frozen isn't great!!! I think it still counts as nostalgia!!!

Okay so I'm gonna preface this by saying I don't mind Frozen. I think it's a fine movie, and I really liked it when it came out. However, after every viewing of it I like the film a little less. Call it aging, call it obsession, call it high expectations, but I don't think it is great in any capacity for these reasons (please don't hate me for these):

For a movie that is meant to be about The Snow Queen, it wastes the original story. Elsa could've easily been the antagonist she was originally written to be while also being redeemed in the end. Keep everything to do with their parents, but give her anger; give her resentment. After years of holding on to keeping her powers hidden, and seeing the angry and scared faces of her citizens when she finally breaks, make her anrgy. Then there would be REAL stakes in Anna going up the mountain by herself to talk Elsa into unfreezing the city; make Anna slightly afraid of her and you've made it even more satisfactory when they reunite in the end.

Anna. Lord do I not like the way Anna was written. She's like if Rapunzel's personality was cranked up 100% and made boy crazy. If I'd written Anna, I'd have kept her sense of humor, but thrown away the adorkable bullshit. Make her funny, rough around the edges, desperate for affection, and slightly resent Elsa due to the perceived favoritism of their parents. These are two sisters who should dislike each other in the beginning while also missing what they once had.

Kristoff and Anna's relationship takes up too much time in the movie that could've gone to Elsa and/or her and Anna's relationship. If the message of the movie is that romantic love isn't the only kind of love we should seek, then why in the world is there a song, and almost marriage sequence, about Anna and Kristoff getting together after having known each other for only a day or two? I mean, Kristoff's only point in the movie is to help Anna up the mountain, and that's all he really does for the plot. (Besides introducing her to the trolls but honestly their whole point is to just say "ice in the head not great, but ice in the heart bad" so remove or rework them too)

I actually like Hans' role in the story, but he didn't have to be a twist villian. It could've been foreshadowed early on that he only wanted Anna for her potential power, and his betrayal would've been even more impactul because we would've seen as the movie went on how much Anna wanted to be loved.

Now this might just be me nitpicking, but the setting design is just sooo . . . I'll just say I've seen better castles and towns in Barbie movies. I mean, if you had the choice, would you rather go to Arendel's castle or the Beast's Castle? Plus the character design is also not great. We've all seen that post pointing out that Elsa, Anna, and their mother all look identical with their barely there noses and round heads.

My final point, bringing back my issue with wasting the source material, is that in the original story a girl goes on a quest to get her friend back from the ice queen, despite him having turned into an angry, bitter, and mean person. She believed he was still the person she loved under that magic, and she risked her life to get him back. That is not the story Frozen tells because Elsa is rarely shown to have those ugly emotions.

[ladyelissarose]

‘Caught In 🕸 Web’

Warnings; mentions of sex but nothing happens, kinda funny on some parts ngl.. enjoy :) oh and I have the translations for the Spanish words in parenthesis.

‘Connections N’ Suspicions’ 🔎

Chapter 2

Peter B.’s POV

Let’s do this- one last time. My name is Peter B. Parker, and I come from universe 616. I am a father of my precious little girl MayDay, Miles Morales’ mentor, and Miguel O’Hara’s best friend-

“Stop calling me your ‘best friend’ Peter. Everyone knows it’s the LEGO Spider-Man from Earth-13122.”

The grunting voice of Miguel spoke these words as he messed with the screens in front of him, I stood behind him unannounced- until now.

‘Well crap, excuse me Mr.Grumpy tortilla chip. Oh- That’s literally how he’s shaped by the way, broad shoulders and an itsy-bitsy spider waste.’

I rested my hands inside MayDay’s baby carrier strapped on me as I half apologized,

“My bad, my bad. Don’t body slam me now-“

“What do you want Peter? I didn’t call you in- where’s MayDay?”

I awed under my breath at Miguel asking for MayDay, I knew he had a special place for my kid, and I didn’t let it slip when I questioned,

“Aww do you miss MayDay?”

His shoulders suddenly tensed when his head turned to the side, showing my his frown and his oddly perfect side profile.

‘Like why does he look so good- why can’t my nose be shaped like his?-‘

“No. I just don’t want her crawling around and pressing a button that can get her somewhere else. Es peligroso.” (It’s dangerous)

I scoffed at his Spanish. But understood his English and what he meant.

“Nah don’t worry Miggy, she’s home with her mommy today. Something about her teething?”

For some reason his expression softened and he nodded. But I must remember, at some point he knew what it was like to have little kid. He then trudged towards me and was about to say something until Lyla appeared and bugged him with questions,

“Aren’t you going to tell him?”

Miguel’s mouth went shut but he held a scowl of annoyance as he responded,

“Que?” (What?)

“Well didn’t you have a plan that I and Jess suggested to you?”

The mechanical gears in his head could be seen working hard as he bit his lip and rested his hands on his hips. Lyla glitched and appeared in front of his face and pushed on,

“Come on! You remember. Be a big nice boy and-“

“I’m not a boy. Soy un hombre.” (I’m a man)

“Then say it!”

I couldn’t help but be seriously anxious now to know what was the big deal,

“Uh, excuse me, what’s this all about- woah!”

Lyla popped in front of my face as she beamed,

“Miguel wants you to on a mission with him to Earth-2055-“

“Lyla!! Ayy mierda. (Oh fuck) I could’ve said it- but thank you.”

‘What!? No way!!!’

I got all warm inside which demonstrated my excited as I gasped,

“No way!! No- Gosh that’s incredible! I have to tell-“

“No one. You tell absolutely no one, Peter. If not you can’t come-“

Waving my hands around I pleaded,

“No no no!! I’ll control myself, promise. Sooo… when do we go?”

Miguel straightened his back and sighed once he gave me a one over with his annoying reddish brown eyes,

“El es ridiculo (He is ridiculous)… Once you take off those slippers and that baby carrier, we can go. Vamos.”

‘Vamos? What’s that? Is that a bad word or a compliment? Maybe a compliment… I knew he was a softie-‘

“Vamos Peter!-“ (let’s go!)

“English Miguel!”

“Let’s go! Hurry up! There’s your English!”

“But which is it?-“

He then stood completely still, to which I mirrored as I heard him grunt lowly,

“Peter. Move.”

‘Crap… his eyes are getting redder.. yeah I should shut up and move.’

“Ok ok. My bad.”

Miguel pointed towards a corner to where he wanted me to leave my stuff, and where he had an extra pair of tennis shoes.

‘Oh! There they are! I guess I forgot them here when I took Jess’ slippers.’

Miguel had already opened the portal and muttered,

“Carry your shoes.”

The bright colors and hexagonal shapes of red to blue and orange and- basically all the cool attractive colors, shone around giving us the open way to move on, unto another universe no one (not even Miguel) has tired to enter, because it was perfect.

But I wonder why at this point, it wasn’t perfect all of a sudden? What about this perfect world, needed our troubled selves involved in it? Miguel seemed insistent about it, so it must be something heavy.

‘Hopefully this doesn’t turn to crap.’

Carla’s POV

“Sir please! I just begging you this one night for free! I did all your files- Peter even doubled check all your appointments and they’re in order. For what other reason could you possibly need me sir?”

I begged like a pathetic, almost on my knees ‘for once’ in front of my boss, hoping he’d give me the free night I needed today.

I promised my boyfriend that I’d go on a date with him tonight, and give him the entire moment he needed for me to make up for the past 2 dates I’ve missed.

Yes, it’s not like I missed 10, it was just 2 and he acted like he needed my attention and reassurance that I wanted this relationship to work. Which I did, at least I think I do. He’s nice most of the time, the sex was pretty good- maybe he sucked at aftercare because he’d be on his phone seconds after, but at least he’d stay the night anyways.

He usually came to night parties my boss threw that I had to host, Nelson stuck to my side like glue and made me feel protected but annoyed when I couldn’t talk to others.

But oddly enough I wasn’t allowed to go to his model parties and get-togethers he and his other fashion friends had. I guess that’s because I’d always have a terrible schedule and can barely make it, he wouldn’t want to be embarrassed with an ‘always late girlfriend’.

Anyways! Goodness I’m always getting off track- now I’m here as I had once mentioned, begging my boss for a free night.

“You don’t understand. It’s very important to me-“

“You know.. you’ve been pretty off lately.. Miss Ferrari.”

My boss ticked his pen between his teeth, after he commented my off behavior. Yes, I know I’ve been a little different lately… like hearing everyone’s voice out loud in my head including mine, or not fitting into my checkered skirts as easily anymore- oh and craziest of all, I caught a large man in my hands before he could fall down the stairs (and he was like 6ft tall and probably weighing like a linebacker from the Cowboys!) but.. regardless of how much I’ve been going crazy, I couldn’t let it show. Taking a deep breath I replied confidently,

“I’ve been working everyday.. How’s that an off day?”

Get it? I never get a day off! But I internally smacked myself when he mocked me and replied,

“Clever girl… but no. You don’t seem as slim as before, your mind seems to be everywhere but no where at once, and for the past two days you walk in with my paperwork stuck to your palms to the point where we have to wet it off. Now, I don’t need my BEST assistant failing-“

Panic settled in me thinking he was about to fire me, but he added what made me chill out,

“- so I GUESS… I’ll give you the day.. if not two days.. recuperate a bit then come back slimmer and with a much sharper mind. And if that doesn’t cut it for you.. you’re out.”

I straightened up, nodded once, and responded in a single breath,

“Thank you boss, have a good day.”

It didn’t take long until I was running out, with my bag in one hand and my heels in the other, trying to run my way home, thinking to myself,

‘Is it true I’ve gained weight all of a sudden- but I hardly eat- ooo.. maybe that’s why. Maybe I have.. which is why I couldn’t fit into that skirt this morning.. hmm.. I thought I hit puberty long ago? Why am I experiencing these weird feelings? I should ask Peter- oh I need to call him and let him know work is off for the day!!!’

Like a crazy woman I shuffled in my bag and pulled out my phone, pressing onto the crosswalk button while clicking his name on my screen. People gathered around me as I heard the ring carry its sound into my ear, and letting my head know that Peter wasn’t picking up my call.

I stared up ahead and waited for the sign to turn white as my bare feet tapped the pavement with a beat, even if I wanted to cross on a red, I couldn’t, the traffic was pretty heavy. I calculated the time from when it was stopped for us and when the direction would change, and thankfully it was soon, maybe that incoming bus would be the last then it’ll switch.

‘Come on bus, pass then it’s our turn- OH GOD-‘

Miguel’s POV

"Oh my goodness!-"

"Oof!"

"God- sir you ok?"

I looked towards the sound I heard of a fast bypassing bus. My heart sat in my throat as my soul flew back into me.

'What the hell... I barely missed it.'

I had barely missed it. If I had kept on walking the realistic possibility would of been that I could've been hit by the stupid bus.

The softest tap was then felt on my back, very delicate but I caught it, making me turn towards the touch. I was met with the brightest doe eyes that looked afraid and concerned. Her lips were slightly apart before she bit her bottom lip then asked sweetly,

"Are you ok?"

I felt the air be constructed in my lungs at her tenderness, she looked genuinely sincere. I hadn't had a sweet touch or look from someone else directed to me ever sense my daughter, Gabriela. I blinked twice getting a hold of myself before I mustered out,

"Uh- yes. Gracia- thank you. I wasn't.. paying attention?"

The lightest scoff left her lips with a cute lopsided smile,

"I believe so. Just pay attention next time-"

RIIIIING RIIIIIING!!!

Her smile dropped immediately at the sound of her phone ringing. She picked it up and sighed dramatically to me as if I was her little buddy,

"It's my bestie. Be safe out there stranger!- Carl! H-Hey--"

Her smile and voice faded out as she ran across the street once the crosswalk sign deemed it ok. Her hair jumped around as her feet smacked loudly yet smoothly against the pavement.

She was definitely a sight to behold all together. I was left a little struck from our little encounter, she looked familiar but I couldn’t point it out quite yet, but it was enough to snap me awake and keep me now focused.

My ultimate goal was to find Peter C. anyways, I just wondered where he could be, or what he does. He's not a high schooler or in college anymore, so I’d definitely not find him there. That was until Peter B. called me on our burner cells,

“Miguel.. I found him.”

I felt a rush of adrenaline as I started waking down the street and listening on,

“He’s on the phone with a girl named Carla- because he keeps calling her that.. then he let her know that he’d be out and about in the city. So currently he’s at Central Park, but he’s heading towards the shops.”

‘Perfect target… now if we could only lure him towards us… but what attracts him? I don’t really know what kind of a Spider-Man he is- bingo!’

An idea clicked in my head (hopefully a good one) He was Spider-Man.. what could get him to us if we don’t attract him with something that catches his attention?

I then explained to Peter B. exactly what we would do, he seemed hesitant at first, but I stupidly promised him more missions with me so of course he said ‘yes’.

“Sounds like a deal Miggy, let’s do this.”

‘Ayyy coño..’ (ahhh fuck)

I groaned under my breath and already regretted promising what I promised, but anyways.. I replied,

“Onward.”

Peter C.’s POV

So it turns out that Carla got the day off, meaning I do too! And with that said, I was going to be out and about the city, getting some fresh air and keeping an eye out of course, I couldn’t stay home because Carla was going to have her boyfriend over, and I like to give them as much privacy as possible.

I was also planning a date with MJ for the weekend, and I wanted to wear something carefree and not too loud, so I headed towards the shops to pick something out.

During my walk I tried not to think about it, but I couldn’t help but feel an after effect of what happened between Carla and I.. that little shock we had.

‘What the hell was even that? Why did it feel so electrically familiar but also foreign? Did she feel it too and not realize it? Is it my spider senses telling me something I should know about her? But she seems normal- nice and kind to all… she’s too busy too have a secret life beside being an assistant. I wish I had someone to help me out-‘

“Watch it bud-“

“Who are you calling bud, pal-“

“Who are you calling pal, friend-“

“Who are you calling friend, jackass!”

“Did you just call me a jackass!?!”

“Certainly did puta mierda!!!”

“English stranger!!”

Now that was the sound of two overgrown men arguing, their aggressiveness in it only progressing, who knows what they were arguing about anyways.

But it’s in my best interest that it stops before it gets worse. It was the perfect time to test my new gadget, that shapeshifts me into my suit without having to run and change.

“Come on now buddy- work like magic.”

With a single press to a button on my watch, it worked.

“Yes!-“

“Get out of my face you moron!-“

“I’m literally not touching or near you-“

“Don’t give a damn I have personal space of 10ft.”

Ok it’s definitely time to step into this alley where I hear the fight going off. But upon arriving the the alley where I heard the fight… no one was there at all… not even a sound anymore.

My heart dropped for a second before I felt the sense of someone behind me- no.. more than one. A tingling sensation crawled on me as I turned my head and shot a web towards where I thought they’d be.. but I was met with my web hitting the wall… and no one there. Chills creeped up my spine and I felt alone.. yet surrounded. Lonely like the moon yet the stars were around anyways? I let a breath of frustration out, as I still felt their heavy presence,

“Who’s there!?”

Clink!!

The sound of a metal bar rolling on the ground towards me got me on guard but paralyzed my feet as I saw a large figure walking towards me. He was bulky, tall- very tall, and his stride was confident and directed towards me. I took a deep breath and prepared myself for what was about to come.

‘Alight buddy… let’s dance- wait who’s behind-‘

“OOF-“

BING!!

Peter B.’s POV

Ok I feel like crap for how hard I hit this kid in the head with the metal bat, like this super strength Spider-Man is legit knocked out. I poked his side with the end of my bat as I cringed at my own violence,

“Hey kid? You good?-“

“He’ll be fine. Pick him up and let’s go.”

I rolled my eyes and picked up the poor kid, almost dropping him instantly as I didn’t realize that his sorta skinny- yet built body was actually super heavy! I groaned and actually then dropped him back onto the floor, he literally landed on his face with his ass in the air, it was kinda funny making me giggle-

until Mr.FunSucker over here got all bossy and mean and started to fuss about me laughing and he was speaking in Spanish as usual. I could only stand there refusing to re-pickup this fellow of steel as Miguel ranted on,

“Por el amor de dios- eres un inutil!!” (For gods sake- you’re useless!)

I frowned at his words as I asked,

“What’s that supposed to mean Miguel? English- how can I help you if I can’t understand-“

“I said.. pick him up, Peter-“

I rolled my eyes and pointed to the kid with my foot while I tugged his side,

“He’s heavy Miguel! I can’t carry that kind of weight-“

“Yet you can carry the weight of every damn burger you eat at the cafeteria!!”

I gasped as I held my ‘dad belly’ as MJ liked to call it, I seriously felt offended by his words to be honest,

“Hey I burn many calories working out here-“

“Quizás tus células cerebrales también.” (Perhaps your brain cells too.)

I watched Miguel eye me with annoyance yet wear a smirk as I rolled my eyes sense I couldn’t understand him once again.

‘I really need Spanish lessons.. perhaps Miles can reach me.’

I then was about to suggest Miguel to carry him, when I noticed… he was gone.

“Holy crap-“

“You know, you two argue a lot- and why would you hit me with a metal bat!? That shit hurts like heck! I get I’m Spider-Man but damn! And what’s with the matching bracelets? Y’all of couple?”

Miguel and I stepped back as the supposed knocked out Spider-Man stood before us, holding my metal bat, and talking.

Miguel groaned and swore under his breath, as I, show I was harmless lifted my hands and explained,

“Listen first of all its cute you think we’re a couple-“

“It’s not cute Peter.-“

I ignored Miguel as I added,

“- but we need you to some with us.”

“Who are you two?”

Miguel pointed at us three as he replied,

“We’re all Spider-Man… and we need your help..”

Peter C.’s eyes went wide,

‘Alright maybe he gets us-‘

but they then squinted as he tilted his head to the side a bit,

“This doesn’t make sense… are you wearing suits under your clothes or what?”

‘Great! He doesn’t get it!’

Miguel growled a bit,

“Not exactly… but that’s why we need to talk to you-“

“Ok I’m not doing this here in an alley, they creep me out- time for night night.”

From his sleeve he pulled out a weird device and started flashing it before us, I could only sigh out my defeat before it all went black,

“Ohhh crap..”

BAM!!!

Miguel’s POV

I snapped awake at the sound of someone calling out to me, and from something hitting my head for the third time. I shook my head and was about to respond but that’s when I got hit in the head again, causing me to snap,

“Que te pasa! Ah! Coño!” (What’s wrong with you! Ah fuck!)

My eyes glowed as I grew irritated, when I saw a piece of concrete fall of my hair,

‘He seriously hasn’t been throwing pieces of that at me?-‘

"Who the hell are you??!"

Peter C. spoke loudly and with more authority than last time, causing a small flinch to the smallest bone in me (I could never be that scared of anyone)

I tired to pull at his webs around me but to say the least- they were pretty darn strong. Perks to being Spider-Man right? And then I noticed I had my suit on, he must of figured out the button for it.

‘Que sopresa.' (What a surprise)

I sighed heavily as he crawled on the wall then hung upside down in front of my face, like literally two inches away.

A canon event came to mind as it is known that almost every spider-man has their first kiss with their 'MJ' by hanging upside down. It made me chuckle lightly as I muttered,

"This isn't supposed to happen yet or like this. But it'll be interesting to see."

"To see what- what are you talking about?"

"Are you a good kisser cariño?" (Sweetheart)

He swung back a bit and scoffed with disgust, and was questioning himself… this meant I was distracting him. It gave me time to look around and see where we were, but I then remembered about my other Peter being around here, when I heard him yelp out like a damsel in freakin distress,

“Miguell!!! Hey buddy- kinda stuck here!!! It’s- ah! Super tight around me- I can’t breathe!!”

Good thing was Peter C.’s eyes went wide immediately as he panicked,

“Shoot! Sorry pal I just didn’t want you to escape- so I tied you up real tight- hang on I got you.”

But he still pointed at me and threatened,

“Don’t move at all! I’m coming over pal- hang on.”

‘Don’t move my ass- ugh! Shit.. these are pretty strong.’

Ok maybe this didn’t work out well… the webs were super tight and strong, unbelievably strong. So I tried something else next… my fangs. I always hated them at the start, thinking I looked terrifying with them.. or more specifically, I wondered if Gabriela would be scared of me if she had seen me like this.

‘Well let’s just use this for-‘

“I’m here!-“

Peter B. just suddenly burst into my face with his stupid smile making me gasp with my teeth mid way into the web.

“FU- Peter!?”

Both Peters then questioned at once,

“What?!”

‘Ok gotta be specific.’

I closed my eyes and said with a low tone,

“Peter B…. How the hell-“

“Tricked him… now we can talk to him. See?”

Peter B. showed off to me a now webbed you Peter C. sitting on the floor, maybe I hated him at times… but I was actually grateful right now.

“Fine.. now let me go.”

“Riiiiight, give me a sec Miggy.”

‘Ok I hate him again..’

Peter B.’s POV

Now we both stood in front of Peter C. (or what he told us to just call him ‘Carlos’ for now so we wouldn’t get mixed up between him and I) anyways Miguel had tried to explain the whole universal thingy and Carlos wasn’t just capturing it, I could see his frustration so I stepped in finally and told Miguel to hold on,

“Miguel… let me handle this.. yeah?”

Miguel sighed with defeat then rolled his eyes,

“Fine…”

Carlos shook his head in disbelief as I then went on to re-explain,

“Look, what Miguel is trying to say is-“

Carlos then busted out of the webs we had tied him down with as he worded everything we wanted him to know, leaving Miguel and I sorta stunned,

“-That you’re both from different universes and have come to mine… to tell me- excuse me, ‘warn’ me about something suspicious that’s been going on that you ‘think’ I don’t know about?”

Miguel let a deep frown of annoyance rest on his face as he replied with a dead tone,

“Yes. So do you know-“

Carlos awed loudly and ripped off his mask, taking a deep breath before interrupting with sarcasm yet information,

“Yesss! Of course I know! I had this weird thing happen to me the other day between Ca- a fr-friend and I!”

I caught his stutter of a name he was about to blurt out, but his young face of nervous caught my attention too,

‘What’s the name? Why are you so scared?’

I watched him fiddle with his hands as Miguel questioned,

“What exactly happened-“

Carlos lifted his hands up as he swore, his eyes going wide with his voice high pitched again, he was getting worried,

“Nothing did! O-Ok! Maybe it was just a little shock that happens when you’re staticky or something!!”

It wasn’t hard to tell that Miguel was getting frustrated, that Carlos wasn’t telling the truth, so that’s when I came in to calm the kid down before Miguel pulled a WWE on him. I approached him slowly as I called out,

“Listen buddy… we’ve all been through it. I know what you feel… like it’s familiar but it shouldn’t belong. And we’re here to help you understand that… it’s for your own safety and the safety of your universe.”

Carlos shifted on his feet and bit his lip nervously, I knew he wanted to say something, but was scared… so I went further as to make it clear.

“We know you’re best friend is worrying you… that little shock, it wasn’t anything.. it was more significant right?”

His eyes met Miguel’s before meeting mine, he nodded slowly and hesitated,

“Y-yeah.. but she’s not a bad person I swear! She’s the best human being on earth that deserves a break… she’s lost so much already.”

Miguel stiffened but his eyes softened a bit as he asked,

“What has ‘she’ lost Carlos?”

With a shrug and pout he replied,

“Everyone… her parents and loved ones at a tragic event. She grew up in the foster system and is now killing herself by living for her boss… it’s crazy.”

That is a crazy life… like a Spider-Man life, but she isn’t supposed to be one… if she already has Carlos and belongs in this universe- ohh nooo. I hope Miles’ story doesn’t repeat on this girl. Thoughts swirled around me as I eyed this poor kid,

‘What’s going on in this universe? How does this girl belong here then has something she isn’t supposed to? What went wrong? Did another spider come from somewhere else again? This story can’t repeat tho… too many things can go wrong again… if not worse..’

I could tell Miguel felt worried too, his hands were on his hips and his eyes were darting everywhere, not focusing as the questions hung around…

What the hell?

Clara’s POV

I laid next to my boyfriend body as I panted for air, after having spent the last 20 minutes with him, relieving my stress and trying to block out my million questions. Sweat covered me head to toe and the room smelled like sex all around, yet it didn’t feel right.

When I had gone out of my sorta high faze, I felt extremely lonely and useless. As Nelson laid with his back towards me with the ‘click click’ sounds being heard on his phone, I sighed sadly and tried to cuddle close to his skin feel some kind of warmth. I was about to also let me hand rest on his arm but as fast as I had barely touched it, it left as he abruptly sat up and stated,

“I’ll be in the shower, get some sleep.”

A pout made it to my lips as I watched him slip out from under my sheets and walk off, like nothing had happened. Like if I hadn’t given him my body or something more than ‘just sex’ that had just happened because he was my boyfriend. But no, he didn’t even spare me a glance as his eyes glued to his phone while he walked inside my restroom and closed the door behind him.

The minute I heard the shower go on, I cleaned myself up after using the other restroom, then I wrapped myself with my red robe, and walked towards the balcony of my apartment, needing fresh air to clear my head once again as I meditated on my life and the mistakes I kept on making but didn’t know how to quit.

Things also have been changing lately and I don’t know why, maybe I’m hitting a breaking point? Is that why I hear voices loudly in my head and feel paranoid about people being around me close and far? Always feeling like someone is on me or knowing when people are practically top of me?

My body has been acting strange too.. my fingers have been clinging onto everything I touch, from papers to my coffee mugs… and just this morning, I couldn’t take out a high heel that didn’t fit me anymore. I felt taller too?

It all made my head pound with uncertainties, so I chose to ignore it for a bit, and clear my head like I should do.

The city below me shined brightly as I glanced over my the gated fence, admiring its beauty that held so many different lives and such. The city was pretty quiet… and I couldn’t be more grateful that Spider-Man had kept it that way, It let me have a quiet night.

Spot’s POV

‘2055…. Such an interesting year.. maybe here I’ll find what I- ohhh ohhh nice..’

“Well what do we have here… hmph… she’s just what I need.”

I couldn’t help myself as I googlie-eyed my new interest and sudden sensation.

Carla Ferrari, a young charming woman who thinks she looks like the ugliest rat of New York City. Her hair flowed in the wind as she peeked at the bright city below, her beautiful face contorted with sadness as she let the tears fall from her chin.

I saw instantly like a flashback of her life… and how she was and how she treated herself- just… she definitely underestimated herself too much. But that’s what I liked about her… she was capable of so much, and didn’t even know about it- and who she really was, wasn’t known to anyone not even herself … but it will all be discovered soon… very very soon.

I just hoped I could take it before anyone else does… before even she did as well, have control to use her the way I needed.

[1d1195]

IF YOU WANT TO ONLY PLAY 1D AND THEIR SOLO WORKS AT YOUR WEDDING YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT IN THE WORLD i heard an orchestral version of “falling” once and wowwwwwww that thing was BEAUTIFUL ikkk it’s not really a love song 😭😭 BUT STILL i could totally see someone walking down the aisle to that. (potential orchestral songs: sign of the times, and infinity; also ‘black and white’ and ‘i want to write you a song’ were made to be played at a wedding) but seriously if i ever heard abt someone only playing one direction band and solo songs at their wedding i would think they’re the coolest person in the world

I LOVE HOW YOU POINTED OUT MY FAVORITE PARTS OF THE SONGS OMG totally real abt going off the grid if that song was about you, i said that about “the smallest man who ever lived” by taylor swift because omggggg😶😶😶 when i first heard it i was SHOOK😭 i was watching tv the other day and this song started playing and it reminded me sm of you !! it’s called “Big Jet Plane (Acoustic)” by Angus & Julia Stone

GIRL I HOPE YOU HAVE THE MOST RELAXING & DETOXING SUMMER OF ALL TIME YOU DESERVE IT🫡🫡🫡 spending time with your friends sounds great !! even if it is dinner on weeknights (which sounds like a blast to me idk) IVE BEEN READING YOUR POSTS ABT YOUR BOYFRIEND GETTING INTO WRITINF AND ITS SOOO FUNNY TO ME HAHAHDAHABAH “i don’t think you like writing that much.” SIR ???? HAVE YOU READ PROTECTION !:!;?3??—?-?-? OR ANY OF YOUR WORKS FOR THAT MATTER BABDJSHAH and the whole dialogue thing 😭😭 girl how do you not bust out laughing ???😭😭

things have been quiet on my end too, after the wedding i’ve literally just been home at the time lol one of my closest friends broke her phone so i haven’t even been talking to anyone much butttt im hoping to hit the bookstore over the weekend so do you have any recs ? what are your favorites ?

hope you have a great weekend sam, love you !!!! <333

~🎶

In case my blog wasn't obvious I Want To Write You a Song is one of my FAVORITE songs of 1D I think I would cry like a baby if I heard it at a wedding. But I also think I can only reserve it for my marriage to Harry (it's a song for us). My funeral is also just everyone going to be sitting there and listening to 1D and solo albums. It's how I want to be honored. I think I would spontaneously catch on fire if I heard one of those songs at a wedding--Black and White especially.

Taylor is so real for that--good for her. I've been listening to Big Jet Plane for the last twenty minutes or so! It's really sweet. Very love at first sight of them 👀 I think I could do something with it! 💕

my bf hasn't a CLUE that I'm a "writer." It's really hard to keep a straight face sometimes. I have to tell him things like I took a creative writing class in high school (I didn't) when I want to suggest ANYTHING to help. But honestly, I think he's a really good writer on his own. Prone to overthinking it. I usually just reference some of my favorite books and such. I would kms if he read one of my stories tbh. This is like a diary for me. I don't want anyone I know in my personal life to know about it 😂

I like to do NOTHING on my weekends. But other people don't feel that way I guess. Idk hahaha I'm just a little different I guess heheheheI just hit the bookstore myself! For once I didn't buy anything--a miracle really. But I do have some suggestions. I made this post when someone asked about book recs before. I stand by this list COMPLETELY. But I can add a few more as well!

Normal People by Sally Rooney -- the actual way the book is written is a little confusing tbh (no quotation marks during dialogue) but it really holds up to the show as well. Not sure if you've seen it but I would highly recommend both.

The Once and Future Witches by Alix E. Harrow -- a little long at times but I overall enjoyed it! Cool premise and I thoroughly enjoyed the relationships between the sisters and such.

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey -- one of the hardest books I've ever read, but actually really good. The movie was pretty accurate to it as well if I recall correctly. It was pretty sad though so don't read it if you're having a good time.

That's all I really got right now. I probably have more to recommend but I've been bringing books I finish that I don't plan on rereading my work and leaving them for other people to take to clear room on my bookshelf. I also give the ones I DO want back to my sister to read so we have something to talk about hehehehe

Hope you enjoy the bookstore! Let me know what you get!

xoxo

P.S. it's a guilty pleasure of mine but I read this book My Life Next Door by Huntley Fitzpatrick the MC's name is Sam and she falls in love with the boy next door and there is a LOT of drama as well but the falling in love part is... 👌 it's a YA and came out in like 2012 and I'm putting it here in the P.S. because it's been years since I've read it, but I've never read a book where my name was the MC's name. But I think about it a lot. It's in a box under my bed along with other favorite novels of mine from my YA adventures that I can't part with. (Also, a quick Google Search says you can't buy it in Barnes and Noble--at least not near me) but I wanted to recommend it anyway.

[xiv-wolfram]

Masking - Comic Script

Prequel - Age 16

A look into Wolfram's life as a teenager and interactions with his family. I'm hoping people get the many subtexts in this one cuz I'm tired of thought bubbles. 😂

Wolfram Saga Comics

This is the script for a future comic. Posting for those who don’t want to wait to get the story. Numbers indicate frame number.

Teenage Wolfram and Klaus walking around the ruins of Schism. Wolf looking unamused. Klaus talking excitedly “- and her parents taught her to weave! You should have seen her shawl. The embroidery was -” Note - ‘Wolfram Age 16 Burdened Eldest Brother’ ‘Klaus Age 15 Carefree Younger Brother’

Wolf annoyed “*Really?!* Are girls all you think about these days? The business is failing, that bastard king destroyed the very place we walk, there are rumors of Garleans at the Western borders, our sister's run off again, and your mind travels to the new neighbor?”

A) Klaus frowns “Come now, Wolf. It's not as if there's anything I can do about those other things.” B) Wolf looks over, hurt frown “You could show others how angry I know you are so I'm not alone.”

Klaus smiles sadly and puts a hand on Wolf’s back in comfort “What's the point in showing anger? If this is really about Grandpa, I miss him too. I wasn't there, but there was nothing you could have done for him.” Wolf sighs in defeat “Funny, I'm the one with the gift, but it's as if you're reading me. It was his time. I know I couldn't save him…my mind knows anyroad.”

A) Klaus smiles “Well have your mind tell your body to stop moping about and sleeping all day, yeah?” B) Wolf embarrassed, defensive “I'm just tired is all. I have to work more than you since I'm not worth teaching. Worry about your studies, not me.”

A) Wolf smiles, deflecting “Anyroad, tell me about the Roegadyn girl.” Thought ‘Perhaps if I smile enough they'll all stop asking if I'm okay.’ B) Klaus beams “Ah! Well she's sooo tall and pretty. I saw her light a torch and she didn't even need a ladder!”

Wolf laughs “Really?! That's what you're into? A gal who can tower over you?” Klaus smug “Nothing wrong with appreciating someone for their strengths… in her case both figurative and literal.”

A) Klaus smiles encouragingly - "You'll understand when you have a girlfriend." B) Wolf smirks, chuckling - "I don't want a girlfriend."

Klaus elbows him, laughing - "Or a boyfriend. You know what I meant." Wolf scoffs - "I don't want one of those either. Everyone around here is so boring."

A) Klaus pouts - "Well I think Falling Blossom is interesting." B) Wolf smirks - "I'm sure she is. Good luck with your courting or whatever." Thought ‘Sounds perfectly normal - boring.’

A) Klaus looks off, stars in eyes "I bet she’d have to pick me up to kiss.” B) Wolf snorts “I wouldn't suggest saying that to her. Compliment her actions - the things she got to choose.”

Klaus glances at Wolf curiously "What do you know about woo-ing women? Have you even kissed anyone yet?"

A) Wolf scoffs matter-of-factly "No. If everyone around here is boring why would I want to kiss them?" B) Klaus confused "Well, you know…because they're pretty? Or handsome. Whatever."

Wolf shrugs “A person simply having good looks doesn't make me interested. If you have an idea to change that I'd hear it. Dad’s already said he's worried about me…and then told me a bunch of other things I have no use for.”

Klaus ponders "You're just… odd. Maybe it works in reverse for you? If you kiss someone first you'll start to like them? What about trying with inn guests? There are often travelers our age and it won't be awkward since they’ll leave.”

Wolf ponders "Worth a try. I suppose it makes sense… I didn't like mushrooms until you snuck them into those flatbread the other day." Klaus chuckles "Aye, it's exactly like that."

Zoomed out shot as they're almost to the main area. Off camera shriek. They run.

Young girl facing a large Spector. 

She dodges an attack.

A) Little fist colliding with the Spector’s face. B) Spector fading .

Ana smirks proudly “That arsehole snuck up on me while I was playing with its friend. Coward. So, is dinner ready then?” Note - 'Ana - Age 9 - Rowdy Little Sister'

Klaus chuckles, a hand on his chakram belt. “Language, miss.” Wolf holding his sword, looking serious. He was just ready for battle. “Hells, let's get out of here. Your cry will have drawn more. Without magic we won't be able to fight them all.”

Wolf picks Ana up, looking at her in amusement - “I'm not sure this is what Mum meant when she was explaining the importance of the spirits here finding rest.” Ana grinning “I'm quicker than waiting on some ol’ geezer to light incense or what-have-you.”

Wolf walking out giving Ana a piggyback ride. Klaus dusting off her shoulder, smiling - “So, warrior priestess, after dinner I'll read you an extra story while Wolf does the dishes if you promise not to tell our parents we let you fight the dead.” Ana grins “I want a story from Wolfie! He makes them up just for me!” Wolf grins “Fine, but no more gladiator stories. I'm clearly being a bad influence.” Thought ‘Gods, I just want to sleep.’

Wolfram Saga Comics

[slavicafire]

Dear lover of the sun, may i vent to you about a girl? She is, she is someone i would like to have a crush on - i may have one already, but it is not fully developed yet - or i am crossing the line as i am writing. And she, she is, so pretty and smart and sweet and funny and teasing and her smile is, i am almost blushing, and her eyes sparkle when she smiles and she teased me, and oh i am pretty sure she flirted as well! i know her but not so well, but i want to, and she read aloud to me, close to me, about something i couldn't see very well and i am very sure i want her to read to me again, i'll find any excuses, really. But i haven't dated in over a decade, i'm not very knowledgeable about it. It feels a bit scary and i feel like i'm not put together enough to invite someone in my space like that - that i should come with a warning and a history of my mental health issues - and i think she might have hers, too. I've never been with a woman but i'm not straight so that's not the problem, i don't have much practice with intimacy but that's fine too, i'll feel silly and i'll move on and that's it. It's more about letting someone get close, see you and your ugly parts, and you seeing theirs - it is about showing what you wish could stay hidden, the coping mechanisms you yet have to get ride of and aren't proud of, the issues you haven't resolved yet - your loneliness and its sometimes ugly face, and all of the time you have wasted already, not really living. I don't know, i don't know if you can relate or have an advice but, thank you for reading me - even if she stays a friendly figure and nothing more, even if i can't find a way to let her know, i'll keep the memory of her smile close to me, and the warmth and the way she is - i'll cherish that, in any way love will take.

Dear żmija, may i pester you a little more about the girl with the sparkling eyes? Because tonight i went to see a movie with her! not a date, and i will see another one tomorrow as well, with her and her best friend. But she! Maybe? I don't know, i thought, maybe, maybe she, a little, maybe just tender friendliness but maybe, if i made a move, i feel like, she wouldn't dislike it? But it's been eight years that i'vn't done anything more than vague flirting, i absolutely do not know how to make a move! And it may be all in my head. I'd be grateful for friendship, i don't care, but if she was the person i could open myself to, i would feel safe. And i see her tomorrow, and i don't know if you could call it a date! Aaaah! i don't even know what to wear, i have to do laundry, my room is a mess, and her style is always sooo good and she is so pretty and her smile and her eyes, and i don't know if i should wear something more refined, especially since it isn't supposed to be a date but it could feel like it is, you know ? Like we are dipping our toes in it, shyly, as if nothing was happening. But something is! I don't know what but it is! And i am sorry to ramble but i don't want to speak about it to my friends yet. I don't want the teases ):< most of them haven't seen me be interested in someone openly, and i don't know how to act, to react, how to be vulnerable on the subject with them yet. Sorry again, sorry for the ramble really but i thought, girls, you know? you get it, so i thought i could share and be, understood, on that subject. I think i'll try not to think about until the very last second, but i'll also think about the right clothes to wear for the next hour or so

oh, my dear - what a sweet adventure it was to read this, and to root for you so!

sending all my love - and luck, of course. might this bring you as much thrill as it can.

[dangerouscommiesubversive]

I see smut prompts 👀 I will 100% understand if you don't want to do this one but honestly I think Luka should be like Marvelous but with the gorls so Luka and anyone else you wish

Hon, I need you to understand that you have the biggest brain on Earth. You'll have to accept my apology, because this is not smut in the least, but in my defense I thought of something very funny. It took all of my self-control to keep from titling this story "is ntr feminist?"

"Mm. So do you like being a treasure hunter?"

"I wouldn't call myself a treasure hunter, that implies I do it for profit. I'm a Precious recovery specialist."

Luka raises an eyebrow, leaning on the bar with her chin in her hand. "Ok, sure, recovery specialist, is it fun?"

Sakura looks thoughtful for a moment and then says, "I enjoy my work, yes. Why?"

--

Something is happening over at the bar. Marvelous can't quite tell what yet, but whatever it is, it's definitely entertaining. Luka goes on a charm offensive once in a comet's orbit, and seeing her pull out all the stops for Bouken Pink of all people is fascinating.

At the bar, Luka leans forward and rests her fingertips on Sakura's wrist, just above the band of her changer, and at Marvelous' elbow, Akashi makes a faint distressed noise before gritting out, "I'm glad they're getting along."

Eiji pats him on the arm. "So she hasn't forgiven you yet."

"I'm not entirely clear on what she's angry about, so no."

Marvelous eyes Akashi. "You and Pink are actually together?"

"I thought we were."

--

Luka's eyes light up. "Oh, so you're a rich girl."

"Despite myself, yes." Sakura tilts her head to the side thoughtfully, sips her drink. "Does that bother you?"

"Nah, I like rich girls. I thought you were a special ops type before you went into...recovery work, though."

"I like to have useful ways to spend my time. Staying at the family home and sitting on my hands never struck me as especially productive."

"Fair enough." A slow sip of golden brandy, and then Luka grins again, eyes flicking to one side briefly to take in their audience. "So what about special ops? You like that? Get any interesting scars out of it?"

Sakura's eyebrows shoot up. "So you're the kind of girl who's interested in scars."

"If they're cool, yeah."

--

Eiji's hand, Marvelous is fascinated to note, is still resting on Akashi's forearm, with the casual possessiveness that Marvelous has seen other people direct at their wallets, jewelry, and expensive firearms. He doesn't seemed bothered by the flirtation happening over at the bar--or at least, he hasn't been. Now he's sort of choking a little, and Marvelous turns to see that Sakura has grabbed Luka's chin and is inspecting her face closely.

"Luka must really like your Pink," Joe says, as Souta is reaching out to clap Eiji's shoulder comfortingly, "I saw her cut a guy's hand off once for touching her face like that."

"She's very likeable, really, once you get past the intimidation factor." Souta flashes Joe a grin. "We've been working together for years, and I don't think I've ever met anyone else who's so."

Joe waits a long moment for an answer before prompting, "So?"

"So. So. Uh. So."

Joe follows his wide-eyed line of sight to--Luka, having freed herself, leaning in close to whisper in Sakura's ear.

--

"Sooo, do I actually get to kiss you, or did you just want to get Bouken Red's attention?"

"You know, at first I was just irritated with Akashi, but I'll admit that after such an interesting conversation I'm reconsidering my plans for the evening."

--

Masumi reaches over and pinches Souta on the ear, hard. "Snap out of it."

Souta does not snap out of it. He's too distracted.

Marvelous looks from the daisy chain of agonized Boukengers at their table over to Masumi. "You don't seem distracted by the ladies at all."

"I'm gay." Masumi shrugs and drains half of his soda in one long sip. "Like, Sakura's a hell of a woman, if she asked I wouldn't say no, but mostly that's curiosity."

Nearby, Natsuki looks up from where she and Ahim are roundly beating Doc and Gai in pool and beams. "They do look nice together, don't they?"

Muted sounds of agony from Akashi, Eiji, and Souta. Gai just nods. "Yeah, it's nice seeing Luka really click with someone."

--

"Hm. What kind of plans did you have for the rest of the evening?"

Luka smiles a tiny, pleased smile. "I think that's for us to know and them to wonder about, don't you?"

--

"She is a bit abrasive usually, isn't she?" Ahim lines up her cue, shoots, and sinks two balls at once. "I wonder where they're going--oh, dear, are the gentlemen all right?"

"They'll be fine." Marvelous slings one arm around Akashi's back and the other around Eiji's, resting his chin comfortably on Akashi's shoulder. "I figure it's a learning experience."

[brisquad-unit-4402]

Hey Unit 4402! Ik I’m kinda late but like the new Luxiem outfits??? Omfg I’m fan girling over Ike sm like he’s sooo cute <333

And Vox too like?? 🫢🫢 The boob window I didn’t know I needed till now 🤭

Which is your favorite new outfit? I honestly loved all of them but I feel weirdly attached to Ike and Luca’s outfit like omg their so cool 🫣

-🖋️

well thats a pretty cool coinky dink

so shu right.

mmmmeerrhggghmmhmgmhmghmmm.

NAH i can't do this i've simped much too much on here in the last few days i just pulled an all nighter on a post no one asked for we're done we're done we're DONE. i can't keep talking about how much i want to kiss shu's forehead and his eyelids and his shoulders and his back and his wing and his hair and his lips and his tummy and his hand and his other hand and his collar and his chest and his thighs and his neck and

SO VOX RIGHT imagine stuffing your face in there yeah. good for him good for him! but idc what he says about the bakery, when he was revealing the titty window that was the biggest coping overcompensation i've EVER heard. i know you used all your skill points in booba. i know you don't have an ass. i know what you are

luca is really cool but he's a bit too young for me. i get that was the goal, and i get that his hair is really pretty, and i get that the weapons are such a serve, but.... he just reminds me of d*vid-kun a little too much to take him seriously AHAHAH imagine if he hit the chat in the visual novel with the "ArE yOu ThE nEw DaTe"

that strap was a major win though

and speaking of major wins. IIIIKKKKEEEEEEEE. oh my GOOOOODDDDD if i didn't have a type he would've been my favorite just bc of THE EYEBROW PIERCING! we've gone full circle lads! and i love how tcb-mama did his hair and helped him write. especially because his old hair hides the piercing so well that's so funny. and he looks so comfy eeee. this is a guy that you would've seen volunteering to read stories to children in a barnes and noble in the mid 2000s. like this is the guy in a corny schworny teen/college rom com that's the female lead's best friend since childhood and always roots for her even when she starts dating this guy that totally doesn't get her at all and when he breaks her heart he's the one to remind her that she's so deserving of love and someone that actually does care about her and who knows maybe he could be in this room riiiiight nowwwwww. like this is a guy that draws eyes in the margins of his notes

i'll be the first to admit he's grown on me but i'm so sorry mysta. the outfit is peak british and whenever i see him in the coat and monocle i feel like i'm about to be asked about my world cup team. the suspenders and his necklaces are amazing tho. and his hat it's so goofy but adorable i love it