#how to watch friday fortnite

[supernova41st]

Friday night night funkin dating hcs!!

Warnings: Some nsfw stuff but nothing too far, boob grabbing, bra stealing, nudes but not rlly

A/n: I HAVE ANOTHER OBSESSION UGHHH, anyways!! I’m so happy the fandom is reviving bc of the new update ahh. Also I didn’t rlly know what to put for bc so apologies if you wanted more of him :(

Keith (bf):

He’s such a flower sniffer istg

He’s like a rosy cheeked sweetheart who brings you heart chocolate every time he visits you

No but actually he’s wrapped around your fingers, it’s scary.

His fav dates are you and him alone at his house watching Godzilla movies and laying his head against your stomach while you play with his hair

AND YOU WEAR HIS HAT

Sometimes you’ll send a pic of you in his boxers that he left at your house just to tease him

But whenever he feels silly (which is all the time) he’ll send a picture of him in your bra for funsies

“I can do that too :D”

“0_•”

Keith is such a nerd, playing video games with him is your go to date

You guys would always match, like whenever you two play Mario kart he’d be toad and you’d be toadette

You hype him up sm, esp when playing Fortnite 😭

Y’all know that one Tik tok audio that goes

“Yeah get his ass FUCKING PUSSY TRY THE FUCK AGAIN BITCH, TRY THE FUCK AGAIII”

You do that, and it scares him.

His fav activity? Pot + cartoons.

You guys are the silliest couples ever. Laughing at SpongeBob with fog all over the room until your ribs start to hurt.

“Babes.. do you think that like-Starfires armpits are also pink?”

��…woah”

Pico:

Now when pico first starting dating you he thought you were just another chick to stuff his wiener in.

But soon enough, you guys were both wrapped around each others finger.

He’d kill for you tbh

Pico canonically has abs, so he likes it whenever he’s chilling with you and you just poke/rub them. He thinks it’s the cutest AND hottest shit ever

This man cannot get enough of your boobies, whenever he’s on his phone he’d have his arm around you and casually use your boob as a stress ball.

Sometimes he’ll just steal your bras whenever you’re showering or changing, just so that he can get a fresh look at ‘his girls’ (that’s what he calls them)

“Pico!! Have you seen my bra?”

“Hm? Na babe, I’m js here.”

This sly fuckin ginger

Most of his dates consist of going to his fav burger joint or sleeping over at each others houses

He esp loves the second one cuz he gets to makeout with you, prob his fav thing to do in this life.

Whenever you guys leave any function, like ever, he’ll yell out your ship name as he leaves the room 😭

“Pi-y/n, OUT”

“Babe you don’t have to do that every time we leave..”

Also his dad (Tankmen) loves embarrassing him in front of you.

(Tankmen) “Yeah so Pico kept pissing himself in the bed until 7th grade, shit had me concerned but turns out it was just normal puberty shit.”

(You)“Oh..”

“Dad I’m gonna kill you.”

Lmao he did eventually

Darnell

Darnell has such a big ego on being a ‘cool tough guy’, but when it comes to you it entirely washes away

It embarrasses him whenever he’s around his friends and you come over and start smooching him all over his face, getting lipgloss/lipstick all over him

“Mwah mwah mwah!!”

“B-baby. Babe, you’re ruining my aura.”

But he loves showing you off, you’re like his biggest flex. Whenever he hangs with his friends he always shows pictures of you like you’re his newborn

“Yeah so this is when we went to the skate park the other week and-“

“Dude. This is like the 5th picture you’ve shown me of them.”

Once for Valentine’s Day, he surprised you by spray painting an entire wall of you smooching him. (But like in the style of the fnf stickers they sell)

You were in such awe, you almost cried.

He was so embarrassed to show you at first, but when he saw how much you loved it he was so relieved

You and Nene are such besties

Like, squealing while talking about boys besties

“HII Y/N!!! :33”

“OMG HEY NENE!! ^^”

So when she found out you had a crush on Darnell, she was so excited

You guys became delusional abt him together, like

“NENE TODAY DARNELL LOOKED AT ME”

“STOPP HE WANTS YOU SO BADD”

“IKR”

O and your weapon (cuz everyone in picos friendgroup has one) is a broken glass bottle of whatever your fav drink is

Sometimes you’ll throw in a burning rag in there to make a Molotov cocktail

Also I hc that Darnell has thick silver rings and you love how they feel against your neck whenever you guys are smooching.

He lets you wear them at times but they always slip off because our boy has some THICK fingers.

[paci-papa]

It was a Friday night just like any other, which was great. You LOVED Friday nights!

On Friday nights, you were free.

Free from Papa and his silly rules. Free from humiliating diaper changes. Free to use whatever big girl words you wanted!

At least, you were free between 6 and 8 pm.

As a moderately successful streamer, you didn't want to give up your channel when Papa convinced you to become his live-in adult baby. You enjoyed video games and the moderate amount of fame you'd gained playing them too much to completely give it up.

So, after careful negotiation with Papa, he agreed that those two hours on Friday evenings were yours to do with what you wished.

"Suck it, nooooob," you yelled out after winning another match, "Why don't you go cry to your fucking Mommy? Maybe she'll care that you just shit your pampers. I definitely don't!"

You smiled and posed for the stream, checking to see how your followers were reacting to yet another victory royale. What you saw stopped your heart.

Standing just behind you on the screen was Papa looming behind you, a menacing look on his face.

"Oh, my little stinkerbelle, did one of your silly friends make boom-booms in their pants too? It definitely smells like you did! Come, show Papa!"

You frantically looked at the time on your computer before trying, and failing, to terminate your stream.

8:02 pm.

You'd lost track of time.

Desperately, you tried to save face, laughing off Papa's words and dismissing the all-too-accurate insinuation that you were sitting in a messy diaper. Papa wasn't having it.

In front of your active webcam, hr dragged you out of your fancy gaming chair, spun you around so your well-padded ass was on display to your followers, and pulled back the waistband of your diaper.

"Oh my goodness, you really did a number on this one, didn't you sweet pea? Let's get you changed!"

You could hear the chat blowing up behind you. Your cheeks burnt bright red as the dings of notifications seemed multiply exponentially behind you.

You tried to pull away and protest, but your resistance was useless. Your pleas were met with your pacifier being tucked between your lips. Your attempts to pull away were met to harsh swats on your messy bottom.

In a half second, you found yourself over Papa's lap, messy diaper on display as he paddled you into submission.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" Papa asked as his blows ceased, turning you so the camera could see your tear covered face.

"Yeth, Papa," you lisped out obediently.

You could see your followers laughing at you in the chat.

The next two hours seemed to drag on forever. In full view of your stream, Papa proceeded to baby you. He diapered you. Dressed you in a onesie. Bottle fed you. He even burped you.

The whole time your camera was running, and you could see your chat exploding in a way it never had before.

Your nightmare finally ended when Papa made you say, "Nini" to your friends and put you to bed. Or at least, you thought it did.

The next time you logged onto your stream, your jaw dropped.

Your follower count had exploded ten-fold. Papa's little show had made you a low-level internet celebrity. And, while that may have been exciting before, when you attempted to stream again, you found that both your new found fame was not all it was cracked up to be.

New and old followers were no longer interested in you as a gamer anymore. They weren't even interested in you as a cute cam girl. No, all they wanted was to see the silly little pamper packer get babied by her daddy.

And that's how your stream turned into this. Long gone were the days of you owning noobs on Fortnite. You wouldn't be caught dead swearing at noobs for not carrying their weight in the squad. If you got to play a video game at all, it was Animal Crossing or Hello Kitty Island Adventure, and even that was happening less frequently.

Instead, your followers logged in to watch you like this: Diapered and dolled up, acting like the big baby you are.

And now, as you lay on the bed, suckling your baba, diaper pointed towards the camera, you don't even hesitate to push a big icky mess into your pants for the world to see. Why would you? You're just giving your followers what you want, after all.

Photo provided by and used with the permission of @prettymuchpottytrained02, the sweetest of peas!

[sweetbans29]

Teach Me: The Art of Teasing (iii) - PB

Pairing: Paige Bueckers x Readers

Previous Part & Next Part

Summary: You and Paige have been best friends for the last 6 years. You trust her completely. And it is because of that trust that you ask her a rather forward question. AKA - You ask Paige to teach you.

Warnings: Mature, I didn't proofread this one, I will eventually 🫠

Word Count: 4.7k

Sweetbans Masterlist & Teach Me Masterlist

AN: Well well well. We meet again 😉

Friday night approached faster than you had expected. You went on the date with the girl from your class and everything went well. Both of you hit it off right at the start and the night ended with her asking to see you again. Overall it was a good time.

You get back from your date to find Paige in her room playing Fortnite. Coming in, you plop on her bed and start scrolling through your phone.

If there was anything that you learned about your best friend it was to not interrupt her while she was gaming. You only made the mistake once but it was enough to never do it again.

It was junior year of high school and you and Paige were heading back to her place after practice. Your dad had put them through a brutal practice and even though you weren't physically involved in it, it was mentally exhausting. Due to the teams' physical exhaustion, their game was off and it was hard to watch.

When you got to Paige's house, she went straight in to take a shower and you fell on her bed - falling asleep almost immediately.

You wake up, the sun already set and the only light source in your best friend's room coming from Paige's computer screen.

Stretching, you let out a low moan, your head still pounding from earlier. You sit up and scoot over the side of the bed closest to where Paige is sitting.

You tap her shoulder, wanting to see if she wants to get food.

She ignores you, eyes glued to the screen. Her headset is on and you know it would be pointless to try and talk to her.

You keep poking her, at one point trying to hold of her hand to get her attention. It isn't until Paige jerks away from you that you realize you may not be wanted there right now. You take the hint, trying not to feel too hurt that your best friend is ignoring you, and make your way home.

It wasn't late enough to be worried about driving but your headache should have been. You get home and immediately open your fridge grabbing something to eat then make your way to your own bed.

Sleep comes a little harder for you this time around - your mind is still on Paige pulling away from you. You watch the practice footage to try and pin down what the team can do to adjust, taking some notes as your eyes begin to feel heavy again. You fall asleep with your phone in your hand.

You are woken up by someone pulling your phone out of your hand.

Your eyes flutter open as you see Paige moving your phone to your nightstand.

"B?" You ask confused as to why she should be here.

She doesn't say anything, but rather gets under the covers next to you and curls up next to you. When she does, you slightly inch away from her still feeling the sting of pulling away from you earlier. She sighs.

"I'm sorry." She says. You don't respond, not really wanting to talk about it right now - not really sure why her pulling away from you affected you as much as it did.

"I get so wrapped up in the game and after the practice today, and I - I don't know," Paige says as she is now tossing in your bed. The frustration evident.

If you were honest with yourself - there is really no reason for you to be upset at the girl. You just watched the practice film again and it is clearly visible how much Paige was off her game. At the end of the day - she has the right to be frustrated even if it comes off on you.

"Noted - don't bug B when she is playing Fortnite," you joke, knowing there is no point in holding a grudge over something so simple.

Paige pushes you, then immediately pulls you back to her.

"I guess I am just not as important as your game," you say jokingly.

"Shut up and go to sleep," she says. You just shake your head and turn over, falling asleep next to your best friend.

That was also the night that you learned Paige doesn't like to sleep alone.

You aren't waiting long before Paige is off her game, jumping on her bed next to you. You don't look up from your phone when you hear her speak.

"So...how was it?" She asks, not fully knowing if she wants to hear the answer.

"It was good, we really hit it off. She wants to go out again next week," you say with a smile.

Paige just nods. She pushes you a little further.

"Did you get to put our first lesson to use?" Paige asks.

"Maybe," you say with a light blush creeping into your cheeks.

You did put your first lesson to use but it wasn't what you had expected. The kiss came after dinner when the two of you went for a walk before she dropped you off.

It was nice, but it wasn't like kissing Paige.

Never in a million years would you admit that to her, you couldn't. She's your best friend. She also goes out and has her own fun, so why couldn't you?

Paige pushes you in a teasing manner.

"Okay okay, we both need to go to bed - it's an early practice tomorrow and you, little miss, need some rest." You say as you bop her nose.

She gives her cute little Paige smile and you get up and begin to head out of her room.

"You aren't staying here tonight?" She asks - trying not to show her disappointment.

"I just need to wash my face and change B, I'll be right back," you say going into your room.

Paige sits on her bed and she feels that nagging at her heart again. She picks up her phone and scrolls through it, finding a familiar name, and shooting them a text. It takes less than a minute for them to respond.

[Come over, I'll be waiting] - 10:33pm

Paige gets up and grabs a jacket, making sure it isn't one of yours and walks out of her room.

You walk out of your room with a clean face and fresh PJs.

"Are you going somewhere?" You ask, ready to curl up in bed.

"Ya...don't worry about waiting up. I'll see you at practice tomorrow morning," she says not making eye contact with you.

"Okay B, be safe." You say, knowing exactly where she is going. There is no hiding the disappointment on your face as she walks past you and out the door.

It looks like you are sleeping in your own bed tonight.

You get to practice early to watch some recent practice films. Since seeing your IQ for the game - Geno invited you to practices which then led to him adding a 'student manager' spot for you on the team. It became a win-win situation. You got to learn from one of the best college basketball coaches and he got to another person to help bring the team to another victory. It also helped that your dad and Geno have been lifelong friends.

You are sitting in the film room - your plan was to watch the practice reels but when you are the first one in you can't help but play older game film.

Putting it on the screen, you kill the lights and sink into one of the chairs.

"My first NCAA championship win," Geno says as he walks into the room. "I can remember it like it was yesterday."

He takes a seat a few away from you and watches just as intently as you are.

"This team was incredible - you went undefeated that season and I can see why." You say, eyes not daring to rip away from the screen.

"Ya, their knowledge of the game was unlike any I have seen before. Their chemistry and willingness to put their head down and work is something that really drove the team dynamic." He says. "I think this team can get there."

You give him a hum.

"How long have you been here?" He asks knowing practice doesn't officially start for another 45 minutes.

"Oh I haven't been here long," you say which was a complete lie. You are into the fourth quarter of the game and Geno knows you never start a film midway.

He just nods, knowing not to push it. Geno has seen you grow up - it wasn't all the time but he is one of the only people who knows you almost as well as your dad. He's the only one at UConn who knows why you stopped playing basketball in the first place and that speaks volumes. He also knows that when there is something on your mind, you pour yourself into the game.

The two of you sit in silence as the game comes to a close.

"I should start watching last practice films," you say as you navigate bringing up the tapes.

"Why don't you go do a shootaround to clear your mind?" He suggests. It has been a while since you have done one and he knows it would do you good.

You nod and he follows you out.

During practices, you mess around with the team but never really put a shot up. And when it comes to working and training with Paige - it is always her. If you were honest with yourself you knew you missed the game - you missed being on the court being a part of the 5.

Geno goes to the baseline and you pick up a ball, beginning to dribble it. You put up your first shot and miss.

Geno hits you with the ball and you do a little step back going up for another. It hits the rim but falls in. You give yourself a nod and Geno hits you again. You make your way around, putting up a variety of shots. On the last one you put up, you hit from deeper than you intended, leaving your hand up as the ball finds its way perfectly into the basket.

You hear clapping come from the back corner of the gym alongside some cheering.

You whip your head around to find Azzi and Aaliyah walking towards you.

"Girl can shoot!" Aaliyah says as she comes over giving you a playful nudge.

"Why have we never seen you shoot?" Azzi asks. "You are actually really good."

"Well duh she is good - she is the reason our team shooting average has gone up 5%," Aaliyah says as if it was a known thing that you could play ball.

The rest of the team begins to arrive and Paige walks up to the three of you.

"Yo P, you just missed it!" Aaliyah says as she goes on about seeing you put up a deep three. Paige turns to you with tired eyes but a surprising look.

Whenever you and Paige would practice, you would rarely put up a shot. She would always encourage you knowing you used to play but you always refused. Paige would try and push it but you would straight up end the practice which then forced Paige to back off. As close of friends as you are - she has never seen you put up a three. Now her teammates have and can't stop raving about it which causes a jealous fire to burn within her. If Paige just would have left and gone home last night (or in the dark hours of the morning) then she would have arrived with Azzi and Aaliyah. But no, she spent the night at that girl's apartment and had to go grab her practice gear before coming.

Paige nods, eyes not leaving you.

You on the other hand were fixated on Azzi and Aaliyah as Geno claps for everyone to get moving.

You make your way to the practice room and Paige runs up to walk with you.

"So you're putting up threes now?" Paige says, trying not to sound hurt because in the grand scheme of things she had no reason to be.

"Just clearing my mind," you say picking up your playbook.

Just as Paige is about to ask why you were clearing your head Geno is yelling at Paige to get geared up for practice so she bites her tongue.

Paige heads in and gets ready.

The team made it through practice - they were getting ready for the toughest game of the season. You are sitting at your desk in the office finishing up some work when Paige walks in and sits across from you.

The whole practice, you couldn't take your eyes off of her. It was painful. The memory of her leaving last night and your imagination creating the plot of what happened after she left had you sick. It wasn't the first time she went out to have a good time with someone who you never asked about but with new feelings stirring in you about your best friend.

"So...clearing your mind?" Paige asks, not dropping the topic from before practice. Similarly to you, Paige's mind was going a mile a minute. She was trying to suppress the jealousy that just continued to build every time she saw Azzi talk to you during practice. Paige had been trying for years to get you to do a shoot around and they got to see you do one without asking. Paige was going to get to the bottom of this if it was the last thing she did today.

"Yep, I didn't sleep well," you say not looking at her. That was as much as you wanted to disclose.

Paige felt her heart fall. You didn't say it but she knew it had to do with her telling you to get ready and then running out last night. She didn't really want to but knew she needed a distraction from you - if Paige was honest with herself, she would have much rather slept by your side.

"I also didn't sleep well," Paige says.

You finally look up at her.

"I'm surprised you slept at all," you say starting to joke with her again.

Paige's hand comes up to her face, rubbing it to hide the blush creeping up her neck and face. She mumbles 'should've stayed home' and you chuckle.

"Well can't change the past but we can both go home and nap," you say packing up your stuff and standing.

Paige stands awkwardly, all her normal confidence drained from her.

You grab her arm and hook yours around it and walk out. Paige tries to shake the feeling of having you so close to her but all she can think about is the feeling of your lips on her. How your skin felt on her fingertips. How her body was on fire when it was pressed up against yours.

The two of you make your way back to the apartment and you immediately fall onto your bed.

"B, come lay down and nap with me." You say, eyes closed. Paige is just standing in your room, slowly pacing.

"B, come here." You say.

She sighs and sits on your bed, not lying down yet.

"Why haven't you ever done a shoot around with me?" Paige asks.

"B, you know I don't want to talk about it," you say with a groan.

"You never want to talk about it," she says almost mad that you won't talk to her about the most dramatic time of your life.

"When I am ready, I will," you say sitting up. "Where is this coming from?" You say coming to sit next to her.

She shakes her head and suddenly feels silly about how much missing you shoot a basketball is affecting her. She looks down at her hands picking at her nails.

You grab her hands and bring them to your lap.

"B, what's up? Talk to me." You say begging her.

"I didn't get to see it," she says. "It is so dumb to think about how much not seeing you shoot a basketball is making me feel but I have known you for how long now and I haven't seen you do what I love. I have bugged you so much to get you to shoot with me and you never do. Now Azzi and Aaliyah have seen something I have waiting so long to see and," Paige tries to find the words.

"Hey, B. No one was supposed to see it. That was for me and no one else. They just happened to get to practice early, which usually includes you..." you say trying to get her to get out of her head over the matter.

"When I am ready, I will tell you, I promise." You say looking at your best friend.

She just nods, looking into your eyes. She slowly begins to lean in, her eyes flickering in between your eyes and your lips. You try to maintain your breathing as Paige moves closer to you.

Her hands remove from yours, one of them coming to your face, caressing it in the softest manner. This is the complete opposite of what Paige was doing last night. Any time Paige goes and meets some random girl it is always fast and needy, always self-focused. This is different. You are different.

You lick your lip and lightly bite down on it. Paige's eyes nearly roll back at the sight. Her thumb comes up and removes your lip from your bite, yet again.

"I should shower," Paige says just above a whisper, her eyes not leaving your lips. Her breathing is uneven. You are right in front of her, she could take you right here, right now and you would be hers. You are willing to let her do anything she wants and you want to tell her that but you just nod.

"When I am out, we will start your next lesson," Paige says as she rubs your bottom lip with her thumb. "The art of teasing."

Paige then gets up and makes her way to take a shower, leaving you there stunned and excited for what is to come.

You lay down and begin scrolling on your phone. After waiting about 20 minutes and still hearing the shower on, you close your eyes to rest.

When you realize you have fallen asleep, you shoot up. Looking around, you see Paige asleep next to you. Her arms wrapped around one of your pillows, her phone right next to her hand. You smile when you see her and lay back down. This is your normal. You missed this.

You lay and scroll on your phone a little longer before getting up and deciding to work on some homework. You grab your laptop, sit on your side of your bed, and begin working. You are deep into a paper when you feel the bed shift.

"Mmmmmm," Paige groans and stretches out knocking your laptop off your lap.

"Hey!" You say grabbing it before it falls on the floor.

"Put it away," she says. "Time for a lesson," she is now making her way to a sitting position as she rubs her eyes.

You listen and close your computer, putting it on the floor next to your bed, and sit to face her.

"I'm ready," you say more excited than you are ready to admit.

"When you are getting ready to start something with your partner - you don't just want to rush into things. You want to make sure that you are getting her ready and making sure she feels good." Paige says as you hang on to every word.

"I am going to need you to be very verbal okay? I need you to tell me everything you are thinking." She says.

"Okay," you respond.

"First I am going to try things on you and you need to tell me if they feel good okay? Then it will be your turn." Paige says as she takes your hand and stands up, taking you with her.

"Got it," you say now standing to face her.

"Close your eyes," Paige says and you give her a questioning look. "Just do it ma."

You close your eyes and take a deep breath.

You hear Paige shuffle around and you feel her move your hair to one side of your neck.

Her hands make their way to your waist, almost as if to keep you where you are (or more like keep her grounded). She begins whispering in your ear, lips ever so slightly grazing the shell of your earlobe.

"You look so hot standing here waiting for me to touch you." She says sending chills down your spine. Her lips hover over your shoulder as she kisses it. You hum at the contact.

Paige's lips pepper kisses up your neck. Her hand comes up and tilts your neck to the side, giving her more access.

You groan when her lips hit the sweet spot right under your ear.

"Feels...so good B," you moan as she continues on your neck.

Her hand which is still on your hip, wraps around and makes its way under your shirt, resting on your stomach. Her fingers take in the feeling of your skin on them.

You lean back into her as you feel yourself wanting more.

Her hands make their way to the bottom of your shirt, "Can I take this off, babe?"

"Yes," is the only thing you trust yourself to say.

She lifts your shirt over your head. You suddenly feel like Paige can see everything but you are still in your shorts and bra. Your arms come around to try and cover your front but Paige just grabs them, putting them down and making her way to stand in front of you.

"Don't you dare hide from me, ma. You are gorgeous." Paige says looking into your eyes. You nod and blush.

"Thanks, B."

Your hand is the first to move as it comes up to her cheek and you pull her in. You know she is leading but you have been dying to feel her lips on yours again.

Your lips find hers and she is immediately fighting you for dominance. You cave and give it to her, knowing it is going to be hard to not bend to her will every single time whenever you are in these lessons.

Paige hooks her fingers in your shorts bringing your hips to hers then pushing you down on the bed.

She takes a second to take you in, wanting to remember this even if it is only to teach you.

"Is everything okay?" You ask, confused as to why she stopped.

"Couldn't be better," she says as she makes her way to you.

"So with teasing, you want to get the other riled up. You want to turn them on and get them ready for what is to come. Or should I say to get them to come," Paige jokes and you just roll your eyes.

"You are unbelievable," you say now laughing at your best friend.

One of her hands draws shape on your inner thigh and her lips come to hover above your torso.

"But I'm right, and that is what I will show you," she says as she is now peppering kissing on your stomach.

Her lips make their way up to your chest, then eventually your neck again. Your breath picks up and becomes uneven.

"Your lips feel so good," you say squeezing your eyes shut. She hums against your skin and begins to make her way back down your body. Your hands come up to her head as you run your fingers through her hair.

Paige uses her hands to push your shorts up a little then places a kiss on your thigh and you let out the loudest moan yet. This causes a pool to form both in your center and hers. She moves one of your legs to continue placing kisses on your inner thigh, lightly sucking on your sensitive skin.

"Paige!" You yell, not knowing what else to do. You have never felt this good before and she hasn't even truly touched you. She stops immediately and looks up at you. You are panting now, looking into her eyes.

Her pupils are dilated. Hearing you yell her name does something to her that she can't explain.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where that came from," you say embarrassed.

She shakes her head no, "Don't ever apologize for such a beautiful sound."

She crawls up to hover above you.

"Okay babe, you got a glimpse of areas that feel good, do you think you want to give it a go?" She asks and you nod.

"Come on babe, you know I need to hear you," she says.

"I can try," you say.

Paige lays next to you as you shift to hover above her.

"I am going to kiss your neck," you say a little nervous but lean in and lightly press your lips to her neck. You bring one of your legs in between Paige's and let your weight rest on her.

"Is this okay?" You ask her.

"More than okay ma," she says. "Use your hand to hold my head to the side to give you more access to my neck." She directs and you follow her instructions.

Your lips come back to her neck as you begin to kiss and suck on certain parts of her neck. You hear her let out the quietest moan and you take that as a sign that you are doing a good job.

"Can I take this off?" You ask as you pinch at her shirt.

"Shit, of course, baby," she says and you lift it above her head and toss it to the side of your bed.

Your lips come and kiss the center of her sports bra and begin to kiss lower on her stomach. You take your time kissing every ab. This is what gets a louder moan to escape from Paige's lips as her fingers go to grip your sheets. You continue further down and do exactly what she did to you, pushing her shorts up and kissing along her inner thigh.

Paige has never had someone spend this kind of time on her. It is usually her pleasing other girls and she typically takes pride in that. It is usually her ability to make girls feel good that is enough for her but here she is, sprawled out in front of her best friend - the girl she loves but would never admit to, feeling the best she has ever felt and this was only your first time.

"Feels so good," she moans as you continue to kiss her skin. Her hand comes up to your head. Your hand comes to hers and brings it around so you can kiss the inside of her wrist.

"You are something else," Paige says almost out of breath. You just chuckle and continue to kiss up her arm.

"Am I doing good B?" You ask as you are once again hovering above her.

Her hand comes to your face stroking your cheek.

She wants to tell you how incredible you are and how she wants you to be hers. She wants to tell you not to date that girl from your class and that she'll stop seeing other girls. That she is all yours if you will have her. She wants to tell you how she can't stop thinking about you or the way your lips belong to her. She wants to tell you she loves you and has for years now. But none of that comes out and she takes a deep breath and settles for something that won't expose her love for you.

"A+."

AN: Please let me know what you think, I have mixed feelings about this one. You guys have been awesome in this series, I truly appreciate it! And as always, thank you for you love and support 💙

[sommerbueckers]

My Brother's Best Friend Pt3??

(smut😏)

A small breeze crept through my open window and a chill settled in my bedroom. I typed away on my computer, trying to finish up the last of my homework before Thanksgiving break came to an end. The week had been exactly what I thought it'd be and some change; Paige and Micha came home from college and spent the entirety of the break playing Fortnite and arguing over silly superheroes. The rest of the Bueckers family joined us for Thanksgiving dinner too where Drew graced us with a few of his dance moves. And to top it all off, I had gotten a 25% discount on a pair of Ugg boots for being the first person to purchase from the website on Black Friday.

I finished off the last of the water in my bottle, twisting the cap back on and tossing it toward the trash. I missed, badly. The sound of the plastic defeatedly hitting floor echoed through the room, though it wasn't louder than the laugh that came after it. I snapped my head to my door to find Paige standing there with her arms crossed, leaning against the frame. She had that adorable stupid smile plastered on her face as she looked at me.

"That couldn't have been worse if you tried" she laughed.

I rolled my eyes, twisting the chair around as I said, "Micha isn't here."

"I know that," she nodded, "I just got off the phone with him."

"So...why're you here?" I frowned.

"What? I can't visit my favorite cheerleader now?" the blonde asked with a pout, "That hurts my heart Sunny."

My unimpressed look didn't falter.

After a moment of silence she sighed, seemingly struggling to say what she was thinking.

"You and Micha are driving back today, shouldn't you be packing or something?" I asked, "Unless I've got the date wrong."

I stood up and walked over to the calendar I had hooked on the wall. My eyes traveled over to the large red circle, inside the writing read 'Paige and Micha go bye-bye:(.'

Paige cleared her throat from behind me, "No, you've got it right."

I turned around, staring at her from across the room.

"I just-"

"You just what?" I interrupted without thinking.

"I came to say goodbye" she admitted.

"Goodbye to me?"

"Yes you."

"Why me?"

"Jesus Sunny!" she exclaimed with a smile, "I can't say 'goodbye' to you?"

"No you, you can," I stammered.

Paige nodded contently, "Good."

She pushed off the doorway and began walking toward me, her arms opening the closer she got. I wasted no time wrapping my arms around her neck and pulling her close to me. We hugged for a little lot longer than we should've, both too embarrassed to say it but not enough to show it. I breathed in her scent, hoping to remember it long enough for it to last until I saw her again.

I loved the way I had to stand on my toes to reach her, how she never complained about having to bend over to hug me. Though truth be told I don't think she really minded.

I had gotten used to the sound of her laughter again as it rang throughout the house, how she always did the same celebration dance when she beat Micha in a game, how she never failed to make me feel seen whenever we were in the same room. I was crushing so hard on this girl it wasn't even funny.

When we pulled away, she took a step back.

"Were you serious when you said you were gonna unplug your tv if one of my games came on?" she asked, already knowing the answer.

"And miss the chance to see you all sweaty? No way..." I smirked.

She laughed loudly, I wanted to record it and add it to my Spotify playlist. Instead, I checked my watch and sighed.

"What time are you guys leaving?" I asked.

Paige shrugged, "Not sure, whenever he gets back I guess."

"Hmm," I hummed, "that could take hours."

I stepped closer.

"Yeah," she laughed, "or he could be back any minute."

She stepped closer.

At that point, you could cut the tension with a knife. I stared at her; ski slope nose, blue eyes, perfect teeth hiding behind those perfect lips. I just needed to last until winter break, that was only two weeks. I had gone far longer than that before, so surely I could do that...couldn't I? God I needed wanted her so bad.

In an instant her lips were on mine, her hands cupping my face as she held me in place. For a moment I was frozen, my eyes wide with shock while my brain processed what was happening. And when it did...boy did things take a turn. I pulled her closer by her shirt, our bodies pressing against each other as much as they could.

I felt her hands move from my face down to my ass, squeezing roughly. I laughed when her tongue slipped into my mouth, sending a fuzzy feeling from my chest down to my thighs. I couldn't help but let out the quietest moan at the feeling, my need for her growing with every second that passed.

I couldn't believe this was happening; Paige and I, me and Paige. It felt like sophomore year all over again, except I was sure by now, both of us had gained enough experience to actually have some fun. The thought of Paige fucking other girls was almost enough to make me cringe...almost. I didn't though, because right now those other girls didn't matter, I did.

She turned us around and pressed me against my vanity, my hands immediately grasping the edge of it to keep me from losing my balance.

We broke away from our kiss, giggling like schoolgirls at the way my perfume bottles and lotions had fallen from the sudden force.

"Too much?" she asked breathlessly.

I shook my head, "Not enough."

As she reconnected our lips, she trailed her hand up and down my inner thigh. I opened my legs, giving her access to where she wanted.

"Wider" she said.

I obliged, parting my legs further to allow her hand to trail closer to my spot.

This girl could tell me to jump and I'd ask 'How high?'

I felt her hand slide into the waistband of my leggings, and by her smile, I knew she had discovered how intense my need for her had gotten. I knew I was soaked, she knew I was soaked...now what was gonna be done about it?

She rubbed my clit through my panties so painfully slow that I could feel myself crumbling bit by bit.

I whined as I threw my head back, "Faster Paige, please faster."

She placed soft kisses on my neck, teasing me as she moved my panties from side to side. I was fucking throbbing. When she had finally had enough, she slowly began moving her fingers up and down my folds. I moved my hips to match the pace, my shaky breaths filing the room.

Up and down.

Circles.

Up and down.

Up and down.

Circles.

The patterns were driving me insane, and my shaky breaths soon turned into tiny whimpers. I wanted to come at the sight of her: staring down at me hungrily with those gorgeous eyes. Her lip taken in between her teeth as she focused her attention on pleasing me.

I was a needy mess. My face rested in a permanent pout as we held eye contact, my cheeks growing hot. She laughed lowly, almost as if she was teasing me. I felt her fingers speed up as she rubbed circular motions on my clit, it was so sensitive it almost hurt.

"F-fuck...just like that" I moaned out, nodding my head.

"Mmm you like that?" she smirked, once again changing her speed.

"Yes..." I whispered breathlessly.

Her middle finger razzed my entrance, pushing in only a little before pulling back out. She was enjoying the effect she had on me, the way she gauged my face for a reaction every time she did something new gave her away. Steadily, she inserted a finger. I gasped, sucking in all the air around me. I smiled at the sound that cut through the silence as she began to fuck me. Having to hear how wet I was for her was embarrassing, but I didn't even care.

"Faster" I pleaded shamelessly.

She laughed.

"Tell me how much you want it" she demanded.

She wanted me to talk? Of all things that she could've been hearing: moans, whimpers, strings of curse words as she fucked me senseless, she wanted to hear sentences? When I didn't respond she pulled her finger out, her left hand gripping the back of my neck while her right rested just outside of my entrance.

"I want it," I said, my voice pathetically desperate, "I want it so fucking bad."

She smiled smugly, giving me the most delicate kiss on my lips that I had ever gotten. She didn't back away as she slammed two fingers into me, listening for my reaction. She didn't have to listen very hard because the scream that I had let out was loud enough to alert the neighbors. She couldn't hold back her laughter as she watched my face contort from the pain and pleasure. She began pumping her fingers in and out, giving me time to adjust to it before quickening her pace.

"You're doing so good for me" she whispered, not taking her eyes off mine. "You take me so well."

I tried to play it cool but I just couldn't. I had gripped her shoulder tightly with one hand while keeping the other firmly behind me. The most pitiful moans fell from my lips as she started to speed up. I was practically dripping as I came close to my climax. I tried to hold it, not wanting this euphoric feeling to end, but I couldn't help it as I tightened around her.

"You gonna be a good girl and come for me, hm?" she asked teasingly.

"Y-yes" I panted.

"Yeah I know you are, go 'head mama" she cooed.

I buried my head into her shoulder as I came, my sweet cries muffled by the fabric of her t-shirt. She held her fingers in me for a moment, helping me through my orgasm before carefully sliding them out. I shuddered at the absence of them.

She smiled proudly at her hand, slowly bringing it to her mouth and sucking her fingers clean. She's definitely done that before. She pulled me in for a hug and kissed my head, "You're so adorable."

I smiled against her chest, and that's when we heard the front door open. Micha was home.

"I think that's my cue" she murmured into my hair.

I nodded sadly. "Two weeks?"

"Two weeks."

OKAY GIVE ME ANOTHER CHANCE ???🙏🏼🙏🏼 This smut was not very good but it's literally my first time ever ACTUALLY writing it so...how'd I do???

Just let me get some more practice and I promise y'all won't be disappointed, trust. Also this wasn't proofread so if there are any typos or whatever that's my bad...

[dabuggh3]

Literally so random I remembered when I watched one of Hamzah’s old streams and he said he loves being shirtless in the kitchen with his alexa 😭so that’s what kinda inspired this. ENJOY!! ALSO THANK U FOR 140 FOLLOWERS 😞 I love you guys ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི

Weekend with Hamzah ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

You and Hamzah haven’t been able to see each other since you both were so busy, you were busy with work and he was moving into a new place. And finally after Hamzah settled in, he invited you to come and stay over. You pack your bags for the weekend and some extra essentials you wanted to keep at Hamzah’s.

It’s Friday night and you arrive at his apartment, walking up the stairs and knocking . Not even 2 minutes pass when the door opens and you see Hamzah, grinning . “Hi babyy” he pulls you in through the front door, giving you a hug kissing your cheek. “ Hiii babee” you say hugging him tighter. “Show me around!!” you say excited.

Hamzah gives you a tour of the whole apartment, showing you how much bigger his kitchen is, his patreon corner, his bedroom ect. “ Yea that’s all” he says sitting on the edge of his bed turning to look at you, “I love it”. You put on your pajama’s and put away extra clothes and essentials in a drawer in Hamzah’s bedroom and bathroom that he saved for you.

Hamzah peeks into the bathroom,“ Do you wanna order in food?” “ Yesss let’s get Chick-fil-A”. The food comes and you guys eat it on the couch while watching Tangled. The movie ends and Hamzah starts singing “ Somethingggguuh that I wannnt” he gets up grabbing Red and making him dance. While you grab Blue making him do the same thing.

You wake up with the sun hitting your face and Hamzah clinging onto you. You turn facing Hamzah, who’s dead asleep. You can’t help but stare admiring, his chest slowly rising up and down ,his long lashes, the mole above his lip. You give him a peck on his lips before you get up to wash your teeth.

You come out the restroom and see Hamzah still half asleep sitting shirtless on the edge of the bed facing you as he rubs his eyes. He looks up at you, “ Why did you brush your teeth without me” he says in a low sleepy tone. You can’t help but smile seeing how cute he looks. “ I’m sorry“ you walk towards him wrapping your arms around his neck. He hugs your waist and lays back, having you lay on his chest. Then he turns now laying on top of you.

You guys lay there for a little, “ Go brush your teeth babe”, all you get in response is a grunt. “ Cmonn, I’ll go with you?” “Okay!” Hamzah says smiling, immediately getting up. You look at him grinning shaking your head as he grabs your hand taking you with him. He finishes and you both head to the kitchen.

Hamzah walks in opening the fridge asking what you wanted to eat. You both end up agreeing on French Toast. You guys play music as you both gather the ingredients and start cooking. You dip the bread into the mixture as Hamzah cooks and flips them.

North by Clario starts playing and Hamzah looks at you while singing. He grabs you and starts swaying and dancing with you. You both are grinning and laughing. “Oh shittt” Hamzah says as he turns, flipping over the burnt piece of toast, “ I’ll eat this one” he says scrunching his nose clenching his teeth, you both laugh. You both eat and get ready to go run errands.

After a long day you guys come back home and rest. You and Hamzah sit on the couch in your matching pajamas playing Fortnite. “ Wait I think I see someone” “ Where?”. Someone comes up from the hill and attacks you. “ HAMZAHHHHH” “ WHEREEE OH I SE-IM COMING IM COMING”. Hamzah comes and starts attacking them while your character is on the ground “ LEAVE MY GIRLFRIEND ALONEEE AUGHHH”

He ends up killing them and he runs back to revive your character, “ Don’t worry baby daddy’s here” he says in a cocky tone and turns smirking at you. “ Never mind let me die” you say side eyeing him holding in your laugh. You guys continue playing till you both get tired and head off to bed.

The next morning you guys wake up and eat breakfast. You pack your bags to go back home. Hamzah helps collect your things and walks you out to your car. He places your things in the car and you turn around, seeing his eyebrows scrunched and eyes squinted as the sun beams on his face. “ I’ll see you next weekend okay” you lean, giving him a kiss. “ Okay” he says trying not to seem bothered. “ Okay byee mr nonchalant” you say poking his stomach. He flinches then smiles.

You walk over getting into your car ready to drive off. Hamzah follows, closing your door then leaning on your car door. Hamzah just stares at you not leaning away from your car. “Stopppp I’ll be backkk, if anything you can come and stay over!” “ I knowww…okay bye before I pull you out of the car and make you stay” “ I mean I wouldn’t refuse……” you say looking up at him. Hamzah squints his eyes and smiles “ ….Okay byeee I love you” “ Byeee I love you more”.

Sorry for not posting I was on vacation and then got sad but I’m okay now I missed you guys. I tried writing a longer story this time I feel like my ff are always short😭 I don’t hate it tho but I hope you guys will like the kinda long ones too. And like always sorry for any typos.☕️

Your matching pjs😍😍😍 ( lmaoooo I laughed so

hard when I found this)

[farmgirlfangirl]

Melting, AKA Sebastian ties his hair up and Alex loses his mind

Part 9/?

Part 8

Part 1

“Did y’all fuck?”

“HALEY! NO, Haley, we did NOT-”

“Alex fucked someone?”

“Emily, you are not allowed to say “fuck”, it sounds so weird-”

“Hi Alex! How are you?”

“Hey Em! Haley's trying to kill me-”

“Hey!”

“Well I'm going to die of embarrassment-”

“Poor Sebastian, such a young widower-”

“Alex is fucking Sebastian?”

“NO!”

“STOP saying ‘fucking’, it's like a Disney princess saying 'fucking’-”

“Aww, Haley, that's sweet-”

“I did NOT mean it as a compliment-”

“I'm not fucking anyone!”

“But you waaaaant to-”

“Aw, Alex! So exciting! Does Sebastian know you want to fuck him?”

“EMILY I SWEAR TO GOD-”

“-NO STOP PLEASE-”

“What? That's literally what y’all were talking about!”

“Alex and Sebastian were making out AT THE LUAU last night, Em-”

“What?! Oh, go Alex! He's a sweet guy, always tips well and makes a point to chat with me on Fridays-”

“Em, you're such a grandma-OH Alex we should go to the saloon on Friday!!!”

“What? Why?”

“Sebastian goes every Friday, according to Em, and we never go, because ew, but like. Could be fun!”

“I dunno, I don't wanna like. Be in his space if he doesn't -”

“Alex, you told me two nights ago he stuck his tongue in your mouth while he pinned you to the floor of his bedroom. He wants you all up in his space-”

“Sounds like he wants to fuck- hey! No pillow throwing!”

“You think it wouldn't be too weird?”

“I promise you, he'll love it.”

“.... fine…”

“Omg yay, Alex! You have a boyfriend!”

“I do not!”

“But you want to!”

“I don't know if that's what he wants.”

“Do I have to bring up the tongue-in your-mouth-pinned-to-the-floor moment again?”

“But I don't know if he wants to be my boyfriend-”

“I will watch him on Friday and let you know.”

“Please don't.”

“You're acting like y’all didn't fuck in your room last night-”

“WE DIDN’T! Believe me, I'll probably tell you if we do. Or you'll know somehow.”

“True! Okay then what did y'all even do?”

“... played Fortnite.”

“Mmhmm.”

“We DID.”

“Mmhmmmmm.”

“FINE we also made out for an hour before he went home-”

“I KNEW IT-”

[sukunaspinkyfinger]

omegle adventures! featuring gojo satoru & nanami kento (f!reader)

"one day out of boredom, you decide to convince your boyfriend to fuck around on omegle with you"

contains: crack, mentions of male reproductive body party (it's omegle, ifykyk)

GOJO

Satoru needs almost no convincing to begin his first-ever journey on Omegle with you, even if you warn him about the possible dangers beforehand. He plops down on the couch beside you and swings an arm around your shoulder as he yoinks your laptop in his lap and waits for the site to load, impatiently. You try to hide your laugh the moment your webcam turns on, debating if it was a good idea to introduce your unhinged boyfriend to this even more unhinged website.

For the first couple of minutes, everyone just straight up skips you and Satoru, or the person on the other side simply stares at their phone without saying a word.

"Booooring..." a defeated sigh escapes the tall man as he leans back on the couch, turned to you. It seems only you were aware of the new candidate that just loaded in.

"Yo." 

The child sitting in his gaming chair seems rather disinterested as he takes a sip from his energy drink, his eyes drift between his monitor and Satoru, who turns to him with a cocky smile.

"Yo, kiddo. Whatcha' playing?" Satoru asks him with a lot of enthusiasm as he gestures over to the child's monitor that showed the loading screen of a familiar video game. The kid on the other side blinks at least five times as he takes a good look at your boyfriend before he answers with a very unimpressed tone. 

"Your hair makes you look like my sisters rat that got electrocuted last week. It climbed behind the fridge and chewed the cable. My dad noticed it because it got stinky."

Satoru is in disbelief, not sure if because of the sudden insult or because of the gruesome story the kid described with a poker face. You hold your tummy as you begin to laugh uncontrollably, which earns you a rather unamused look from your scarred boyfriend.

"I'm playing Fortnite, by the way. I could easily 1v1 you." 

That's it, you remembered the name of the familiar game which your boyfriend also plays very enthusiastically every Friday night accompanied by Yuji and Megumi. Which is why Satoru stiffens the moment the child on the other side of the screen states that he would, in fact beat your boyfriend in a 1v1, whatever that means. Their conversation suddenly forms into a heated debate about game's strategies, something about building and nineties, which you didn't really get, so you decided to get up from the couch to get some snacks. 

The moment you stretch your legs and stand up, Satoru does so as well with such eagerness it almost knocks you over. He sprints into your living room from where you can hear the beep sound of his PS5 you gifted him for his birthday. For the rest of the evening, Satoru forces you to watch him compete with the kid for hours, whining and kicking as he loses for the 27th time.

NANAMI

It was a long and especially boring Sunday evening. The weather outside was horrendous, so you decided to stay inside and relax but somehow nothing seemed interesting enough. You tried reading a book, watch a show, even did the dishes while waiting for your long-term boyfriend, Nanami to finally arrive home to no avail as nothing could keep you entertained.

Hours later, he finally steps through the front door and greets you with a loving kiss as he takes off his long, thick coat. "How was your day, sweetheart?"

You explain your unusual boredom to your boyfriend as you lead him to sit on the couch with you and as you serve him some dinner, a genius idea pops into your head. You briefly remember the website you and your best friend used to mess around on when you were kids and thought it would be fun to do the same with Nanami. To your surprise, the exhausted man obliged as he helped you set up the laptop as comfortably as possible while you two cuddled on the couch as none of you intended to change positions.

"Care to elaborate about this...Omegle?" he asks, seemingly curious as he types in the link in the search bar.

"You basically get to talk to random people online, it's fun, kind of." you pause as you remember some of the vile stuff you used to laugh at with your bestie as a teen. "There are a lot of weirdos, though, so beware."

Nanami was about to protest upon hearing your words but it was too late as your webcam loaded in and the first person appeared on the other side. At first, you two could only hear rustling and deep breaths coming from a man, which earned a confused expression from the both of you. As your boyfriend realized what was going on, he angrily skipped the shameful person on the other side, though no avail; for some reason, every creep decided that today was going to be the day, the perfect day for them to stroke their soggy dicks on Omegle. Of course, most of them landed in your chatroom, how convenient.

However, your boyfriend - despite the uncomfortable looks and disgusted sighs - still decided not to throw away the laptop and sanitize his eyeballs with bleach. That, until one particular face appeared on the screen, grinning at Nanami like some kind of maniac. Your boyfriend's eyes widen in shock and despair as soon as he realizes the identity of the white-haired man staring back him like a demon from hell.

"Nanami?? Y/N? No way, who would've thought I'd run into my good frien-"

Nanami quickly shuts the screen of the laptop, almost breaking it the moment he hears Satoru's excruciatingly exciting shriek. He just can't escape him even in his own home, can he?

"Honey, are you okay?" You ask while trying not to burst from the laugh that slowly but steadily creeps up from the depths of your stomach as he looks at you with a defeated expression on his handsome face.

"Grab your coat." he states out of the blue as he stands up and grabs his car keys.

Despite the tragic events of the evening, at least the two of you got to enjoy a cute date in a nearby café and that is what you call a "win-win".

gojo's still trying to beat that kid in fortnite as we speak

[villainhypno]

how would the xyz trio play video games if they existed in their setting. What games would they like. Imagine zil is cracked at Fortnite or something.

ohhhh man lets see

xanthe utterly dominates at cooking mama. BETTER THAN MAMA every single time. they get REALLY into it too, they try so hard and then turn back to hero after the dish is done like look!!! i did it!! it looks so delicious!!! and everyone claps. otherwise i think they mostly prefer watching, especially since they can cuddle up and lean their head on the player's shoulder. however if theyre struggling, xanthe might be like oooh can i try :) and then they take the controller and just absolutely decimate the entire match. just terrifyingly good. laser fast reflexes. then they giggle and flounce off to do something else and everyone just has to sit there remembering how carlocht used to kill people with blood magic. but xanthe prefers cooking mama because the final dishes are soooooo cute

i can only imagine yarrow playing baba is you for some reason. theyd just wander around and die a bunch in any other game. something about baba is you though. like they'd make WALL is DOOR and nod sagely as that little white freak scoots around. maybe the only game that would truly hold their attention.

zil is cracked at rhythm games as long as the controls arent too complicated and they don't have to move too much. like, theyd kick ass at friday night funkin. anything else though, theyd just be confused and need help deciding what to do. you put them in fortnite and youre gonna have to instruct them on Every Little Thing. honestly just take the controller theres things zil is better suited for that they could be doing. wink

[awesomeapricote]

military age male.

friday friday friday friday. it's that day again isn't it? this one's sorta special where i live; it's a regional holiday for :star: andalucía :sparkle:, there isn't really a traditional food, event or nothing, you just have a day off or two and well, better feel patriotic (is it still patriotic if it's regional?).

oh btw, this is all being written *checks watch* around 30mins to an hour before posting. Time's tight ik ik. okay so last night i went out for first time in ageeeeeeeesssssss. a friend's birthday came up, sweet 18, how cute. anyways, this friend is ukranian, lived there his whole life. can't remember exact places but basically he's been displaced like, 4 times since 2014 because of the city he's been living at being invaded. Now his family resides in Odessa. Yikes. well he visited for, what'll be the last time he gets to for an indeterminate amount of time. 18's military age. draft. war. all of that. he told me stories of when he visited this past xmas. bombings, but thankfully nothing up close. his birthday was 25th february. 24th they put down his dog and it's the 3rd anniversary of the russian mass invasion of ukraine. Where they almost took Kyiv.

it's sad, i'm sure there's sadder, and i'm sure there's more than tens of thousands of such cases. but this one's like, it's here. it's next to me and well it hits home. if there is another WW you bet your ass i'm avoiding the draft. maybe i'll go, maybe not, but that's up to me and you bet your ass i won't get taken by force. in theory i've got to do conscription (fuck that shi lmao) but only if i live in greece for, more than 6 months in a year? or 3, i'd have to check. either way i'm certainly not gonna be living that long so i don't think i should worry about that.

dehumanizing people is just really crazy to me, like how could you dehumanize russians being forced to the frontline, or switching sides (as in media, propaganda and all) how could you be raised being told and actually believing the best thing you can do is grab a rifle and retake Kyiv. instead of this being the norm i strongly believe that, in this day and age, it's the exception. a common tactic to make a nations population further hate the country with which they are at war is, to dehumanize them, and their population. Hence terms like pigs, savages, animals or other dehumanizing terms of that sort are often used by propaganda and in arguments, i'm sure you've heard them. dehumanizing them makes inhumane actions more justifiable, and morally correct, and brews a potion of hatred which is accepted by the many. This tactic however, works both ways: you could describe someone their small stature, akin to that of what he was, a child. and also go into detail with personal anecdotes of their family, and the grief their loved ones after they die.

military age male. that's me in well, 14 months. fourteen. in fourteen months i'll also graduate. i've got fourteen months to study, lock the fuck in, and i guess assure myself the best future i can. save up all the money i can and well. enjoy. now is supposedly the most time i'll have in my life so you bet your ass i'm making the best of it. war is a real crazy thing. i can't fucking

imagin my brother (19 in a few weeks) going to war LAST YEAR. him. my brother who is well, i fight, argue, play fortnite with (ik :sob::::) and talk with about stupid chud fucking memes. or my friend who just became 18, loves his anime. Okay, back to the point, i went out with this friend, for the first time in ageeeeeeeeessssssss. since his birthday had come up. i bought him a wallet, and, we went to a ring-store to see if he liked any and i told him i'd buy it but he didn't seem too convinced with any. but some other time i'll get him one. maybe next weekend. the group was birthday ukranian boy, other ukranian boy and two russian girls (no harsh feelings ab the war no one's stupid like that) we had a few beers, then a mojito and a shot of tequila. fucking hell that was my first time drinking in ages, since a bottle of Ballentine’s scotch i had once upon a time. then the two guys and i went for dinner with my mom and, it was fine, we all managed to act sober enough haha. or is it jaja? xaaxa?

CHANGING TOPIC, talking w someone today, they asked what the fuck xaxaxaxa means and why the fuck i was saying it. that surprised me, i thought everyone would know but, i guess not. well, i guess the sound hahaha makes is best reproduced with "jajaja" in spanish speaking countries, and "xaxaxaxa" in greek or cyriclic-ish languages (russian, ukrainian, belarusian, kazakh, macedonian bulgarian) and well my brain is torn apart. i usually use just "hahah", yk since, i mostly speak english and well, everyone understands hahaha even if they're language uses jajaj or xaxaxa and they don't even know english. but i but more than per language, if i'm speaking with a russian person i'll use it, even though we're speaking english because i do NOT know russian. anyhow now my brain's fucked up and i mix them all up but not too much, plus now if it's with a close friend i'll use xaxaxa (idk, it's quirky-er plus i'm SICK and TIRED or writing fucking haha, lol, or lmao; i wan't variety.)

well, i think that's gonna be it for today. i know, it's a short one. The shortest one yet if i'm not mistaken. and i don't touch any actual useful / informative topics (sorry,,,) but next time i'll try to! i've got exams next week and the one after the term exams, so i think next friday i won't put another blog :( one friday, but next will be extra long trust! thanks for reading, here's two poems because i'm skipping next friday :p

the way you ghost me's so romantic

i'm downing pills of chlorine

dousing myself in benzene

miss the smell of your hair,

the glare in your eyes of azulene,

so aromatic

/* benzene is the most famous aromatic compound. azulene is another notable one, appearing often in nature, pigments things like flowers blue. hence the name, coming from some latin root (take azul in spanish). also probably don’t take pills of chlorine, please and thank you! */

military age male

don't matter if your skin's dark or pale

let's hope wwIII won't break out

desertion's capital most places

you might not make it to jail.

bitch i'm scared of the second death

my first death will be too soon

i wanna just hold my breath

close my eyes,

dream of us stargazing under the moon

/* i’m guessing you know the concept of the second death? well basically, first is your actual death, second is the last time anyone speaks about you (or thinks ab you depends who you ask) */

PHOTO DUMP!!!!!!

[alter-q]

BHAD BHABIE ON FORTNITE FRIDAY THIS WEEK!! I'm so excited!! I don't know how many people on tumblr watch fortnite friday but it's my absolute favorite series right now.

[braveclementine]

Chapter 8

Warnings: None (anyone can read this story)

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. I do not condone any copying of this.

𝓑𝓘𝓛𝓛𝓨 and Tommy were greeted rather enthusiastically by Wanda and Vision. Wanda hugged them fiercely, before leading them through the tower to show them where they would be staying. All four of them seemed very happy about the arrangement, which was nice.

Meanwhile, Steve carried me back upstairs to their room, to which I watched as he and Bucky undressed and climbed into bed with each other. They made weird sounds from there, but they didn't bother me to much as I gave myself a firm wash and then laid down for a cat nap.

When I awoke again and padded down the empty hallway, the elevator doors opened the minute I reached them, and I was nearly stepped on by a black heel.

I meowed loudly, dodging to the side and looking up at the woman standing there. She had wavy blond hair and plain features.

She just glanced at me before heading down the hallway in the direction I had just come from.

Hmpf. Stuck up woman. Didn't even give me a pet.

Once I reached the kitchen, I found it emptier than usual. Bucky was on some sort of device, Steve cooking at the stove. Sam, Clint, and Gnat were no where in sight and neither were Bruce, Pepper, Wanda, Vision, or Road.

It was just Bucky, Steve, and Tony today apparently.

"Hi Blizzard." Tony said as I leaped up onto the table to join him. "I made you a little collar. Just in case of emergencies you'll come back to us."

He showed me the cute little pink collar studded with small gems around it. I wasn't entirely sure if it would be comfortable, but it was cute looking so I was sure it was okay.

"Okay, head up." Tony said softly. I lifted my head up and felt him wrap the collar around my neck, fitting it perfectly. There was a small, strange, six-sided pointy shape that had the word 'Blizzard' on it.

"I like the snowflake." Bucky said, looking up from the device before looking back down.

"Thank you." Tony said, tugging slightly to make sure it was on or something. I was right, it wasn't to bad to wear.

"Are those real diamonds?" Steve asked as he set down eggs and some strange, greasy smelling meat.

"Yes." Tony said.

What was a diamond?

Steve set a small saucer of milk in front of me. There was also some small, strange brown round things in another bowl. They smelled dry and sort've like meat, but not good meat. Like fake meat.

"What the fuck is this?" I asked, tilting my head in confusion.

Bucky burst out laughing, "I knew she wouldn't like it. F.R.I.D.A.Y. please let Clint know he owes me $10."

"Yes Mr. Barnes." Friday replied.

A piece of paper suddenly flew through a hole in the wall with lines over it. Bucky caught it, showing me that there was a 10 on each corner of the paper, and pocketed it.

"Here you go Blizzard, would you rather have this?" Steve asked, putting a few scraps of normal chicken on the plate. I mewed happily, chewing on it immediately.

"Oh well." Bucky said with a shrug, "It saves us money on the cat food I guess. It costs more than the chicken, beef, and fish does anyways."

"True." Tony said.

I padded over to Bucky after my meal, looking at what he was doing. His computer was flashing with several colours as he jumped from a blue bus out of the sky. I was confused, because it wasn't him.

I looked at him, "How are you in the screen? What are you doing?"

Bucky patted me on the head. "Fortnite made me a character. So now I'm playing the game. It's actually kind've fun."

"They put me in the Battle Pass years ago." Tony yawned.

"They made me into a shop character." Steve shrugged.

Bucky rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I know. They've got almost all of us on there. I mean, is there anyone they don't have?"

"Sam." Tony replied quickly. "Rhodey, I don't think they have Vision. They don't have the Wasp or Pietro."

"Wait, Sam doesn't have a character yet?" Bucky asked, a huge grin coming out over his face.

"Nope." Tony said. "Surprise really, but maybe not."

I put a paw on the laptop and felt warmth under my foot.

After a few minutes, Bucky got a crown above his head, a grin on his real life face. He stood up, moving back to the stove and I put a second paw on the device. After a few seconds, I stood on the device.

I tapped several keys with letters on them, listening to them click, before I settled down on the surface. It was very warm and I purred loudly, enjoying the favorable warmth.

"Aww Blizzard, I was using that." Bucky pouted as he came back with a cup of apple juice and the strange puffy wheaty things with syrup on them.

"Eat. Then play." Steve said, poking his fork at Bucky. "Or you'll get the keys all sticky."

I sniffed tentatively at the wheat treats, before nipping at the food.

"Oi, I don't think these are good for you." Bucky said, putting a hand between my face and the food.

Well that just made me want to eat it more.

"Kittens can have small pieces of pancakes, but sparingly and only as treats." The robot lady said.

"Hear that Blizzard. Only as a treat." Bucky said, eating the pancakes as they were called in my face.

I settled out as much as I could on his laptop, making both Tony and Steve chuckle.

"She's definitely sassy." Tony said.

"It's like she knows what we're saying." Steve smiled.

"I do though." I meowed. "Very clearly. Do you think I'm deaf?"

"Anyways, no pancake for you." Bucky declared.

I flopped over onto my side, taking up even more space than before. Bucky simply sighed and sipped his apple juice.

❆❆❆

"Hi Blizzard, what are you up to?" Bruce asked as I trekked down to the lab a couple of weeks later. "Tony isn't here right now if you're looking for him."

Disappointed, I decided to let Tony know that I had been there by rubbing my chin and scent glands over his entire area, before trotting back out of the lab.

I found Pepper next, who was in a very large room with a clipboard in hand.

"Hi Blizzard." She said, squatting down so that she could pet me, before standing up again. "So much to plan. Tony and his short notice parties. . ."

I wondered what a party was and why Tony was having one.

"What's it for?"

"Tony wants to officially show Billy and Tommy Peter as Billy and Tommy Maximoff since Vis doesn't really have a last name. They're getting along really well together, just in case you were curious. They all say you can understand everything. Anyways, they got a puppy and named him Sparky. I don't know, maybe the two of you could get along. Anyways, Tony loves his parties. It's technically not happening until next week, but with everything he wants it's almost impossible. But it'll happen, just you wait and see."

I wasn't really sure about everything she said. A lot of stuff was foreign to me. How could a cat get along with a mutt?

Later that night, I found out that Steve had to leave on a mission and he was gone for a few hours when Bucky came back into the bedroom with Gnat.

My head popped up as Bucky threw her onto the bed, kissing her neck. Gnat's arms were wrapped around his neck.

What was he doing!? That was his and Steves thing! How dare he!

"What do you think you are doing with that Gnat, Teddy bear?" I mewed, trying to jump up onto the bed. Unfortunately, they'd kicked the sheets and beds out so that it was lumpy and the landing was to uncertain for me to attempt a jump.

They ignored me, undressing each other. I hissed and mewled, but they were even louder and I was pissed.

I couldn't even get out of the room to get someone and bring them here so that they could tell Steve that Bucky was being bad.

I went back to my bed, angry and something else I couldn't recognize. I settled down into my bed, my back to that disgusting Gnat and mean Bucky.

I would have to get Steve to find out. Steve was sweet and I would not let his cinnamon heart get crushed. I knew that it was supposed to be him and Bucky. They were a duo, a pair. And now that disgusting red-haired Gnat was getting in the way.

I would make sure that Steve found out, no matter what I had to do.

⬅️➡️

[muffingnf]

the amount of people watching lazarbeam’s stream of the fortnite event is cwazy…. george would do numbers as a fortnite streamer how do we convince him to bring back fortnite fridays for realsies

[sprouting-herbology-coins]

Sourcelist!

Note ; If there is an asterisk (*) beside it, we are more likely to take requests for this media, as it’s prioritized.

Movies / Franchises.

Harry Potter *

: we’ve watched all movies, repeatedly.

How to train your dragon

Jurassic world

Maya the bee *

: all movies 1 through 3.

Most Disney movies

: ratatouille, brave, and the princess and the frog requests are prioritized. *

Rise of the guardians *

Pokémon

: all movies up to detective pikachu.

Horror Movies / Franchises. *

Child’s Play franchise

Cooties *

Wrong turn franchise *

Friday the 13th

Smile *

: includes the second movie.

Cartoons / Shows.

Chowder

Adventure time

Fiona and Cake

Peg + Cat

Little Einsteins

Octonauts

My little pony *

: all seasons + the new generation show.

My Big Big Friend

Law and Order : special victims unit *

: all seasons.

How to train your dragon : Race to the edge

Games

Pokémon *

: all games through red, blue, green and yellow to scarlet and violet. (We haven’t played the games on the switch, we have however watched gameplays.)

Forsaken *

: includes skins of characters.

Pressure

Cookie run *

: kingdom and ovenbreak, we will be looking into the other 2 games.

Harry Potter Magic Awakened

Fortnite *

Miscellaneous

Will do factives or pet packs of your pets. Please send a request with a photo, and a name, just don’t expect paraphilias or transIDS with your pets specifically. * /lhnm

More will be added to the list!

[teasack-blog]

longing and the lack of locking in - tea sack

I had a breakdown and decided to start a tumblr blog, because I don't know what else there is to do but air out my dirty laundry to around two or three people on the internet. I don't know how to handle anything anymore, so maybe some of you do. anyways, now comes my tale of woe, grab some botox to remedy the cringe your features will endure.

nothing could've prepared me for the stage of life where you're 17 going on 18, in that awkward period where you're treated as both an adult and child. it's my final year of school, and no matter how many people say they miss school when they get older, I am done. I never want to step foot in this place again. all that character development just for me to crash and burn again in grade 12. at least when I was at my lowest before, I wasn't longing for a boy that has no interest besides being BESTIES. I DON'T WANT TO BE YOUR BESTIE, BESTIE. FUCK YOU, I AM GREAT AND YOU'D BE LUCKY TO LOVE ME. but also I really like you and would like to find the key to being friends with someone that has brought me the closest to love so far. I know I'm only seventeen, but this boy is something truly special. the way he looks at me, the way he carried himself, his kindness, how he cares so much about his acne that he wears makeup. his voice. I just wish he could see the same specialness in me. and maybe smooch me on the couch while we watch a movie. nothing too drastic.

nobody seems to be noticing how much I'm struggling, besides my friend who goes to a totally different school. and even so they have their own problems weighing on them, many that we share. I'm spread open and shoved full of homework everyday like some type of prostitute nerd, and no matter how much I sleep I can't seem to shake the bags under my eyes or the slump of my shoulders when I walk through my prison of a school. I swear I'm going to crack, and when I have a meltdown in the bathroom I expect my therapy to be paid for IN FULL, because obviously no adult I know knows how to remedy my teenage pain. on top of that, when I finally get home, tired as if I've worked a 24hr shift in the mines, I immediately check my messages to see if this loverboy of mine has somehow suddenly changed his mind about me. he hasn't yet, but let's cross our fingers besties 😊🤞

I don't know how to prepare my mind for these upcoming exams. I don't know how to muster the energy to not curl up on top of my work books and rot away in a heavenly coma. I don't know how to care or regulate my emotions when I DO care. I don't know anything, that's the one thing I do know. it's hard not to do anything bad to myself, it's hard not to cry everyday, it's hard to cry in a way that fixes me, if only for a little bit. I just want to be alone for a while, but who knows how well that would go? I'd love to be somewhere cold right now, working at a coffee shop where my friends come visit, flirting with a cute guy who orders some fruity drink. I'd talk about how much I love the cold and then scribble my number on his cup, and while I wait for his message I write my epicly epic fantasy book. doesn't it sounds divine?

at least it's friday, and once everyone is asleep I can chug an energy drink and spend the quiet hours playing fortnite and reading Circe. I suppose I should focus on the positive, but it's getting difficult.

much love, teasack <3

[kittyfairyblog]

January 11 2025 continued

Meow meow, greetings to everyone who reads my blog entries on a daily basis. Thanks. Anyway I am back again on my blog. I thought that I would share how I am doing lately since I blogged at my usual time. Meow this neko boy has been doing pretty much a lot of things since I blogged last. I helped my mom and dad with taking down the Christmas decorations in my dad's office. I also helped with taking down the Christmas tree finally in my dad's office. Office at home not at his place of work which would be different. The snow didn't last that long it all pretty much melted down here in this part of Georgia USA. Meow this neko boy also played a bunch of Fortnite rounds and I almost made it to number one spot on a ranked match. I also played some Animal Crossing however not in the order as in I played Animal Crossing first today and then played Fortnite. I also went with my mom today to Dollar General and then we went to other places today. I didn't spend any money today however I did Friday purchasing an Unrated version of the movie called M3GAN. Meow currently it is just 32 degrees outside. Meow I just finished having a very good shower and before that I watched a couple of YouTube videos while I ate dinner which was Mexican food from a restaurant. Meow well that's pretty much covers everything. I will pretty much cover anything else that goes on tomorrow in tomorrow's entry of course hehe. Anyway that's about it. I hope everyone has been having a good weekend. Meow until later all. Bye.

[plasmasorcerer]

oh my god im watching the fortnite friday with elon musk and im just baffled everytime he speaks.

even beyond the fact that hes pretending to be some guy in his twenties whos not elon musk, he just doesnt feel like a real person

the whole video is a little under three hours and i thought i wouldnt be able to sit through the whole thing cause im not that interested in fortnite but elon just keeps saying the most insane shit.

like connor said he liked the hawk tuah meme and elon started going on about how he hates its influence on society and the young people and how its an "anti pride month" meme???? or how often connor will say something and he just responds with "no." if its something he doesnt like. even when its a fact