#i am feeding y’all lately :3

[polar-equinoxx]

ah yes, just one kiss…

anytime from now till forever on ao3

[blackgirlwhowrites2k23]

A/N: Inconsistency is my middle name💀. But here’s this idea that came to my mind that I just HAD to write. Also sorry if the emojis look terrible, I wrote some of this on my phone, some on my iPad and then the rest on my computer so the format is kinda crazy.

Summary: You’re a well renowned actress and bachelorette that many have been trying to get at. Unfortunately, you never gave them the time of day. Until, someone comes along.

Possible Continuation: This may (emphasis on may because you know me💀) be a part of series I’m planning on doing. If not, I'll just come back and delete this paragraph and pretend nothing happened.

You have one message from...(Jamal Musiala)

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yourusername: Can’t believe how far I’ve come! Taking home not one, but three. Forever blessed💕 🙏🙏🙈

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fan1 WOW. WOW. WOW.

fan2 W actress >>>>

zendaya Words cannot describe how proud I am of you 🥹❤️❤️❤️

↪️yourusername Love you loads🥹💕💕

fan1 Did I mention WOWWWW😍😍

fan3 Ok, but who’s doing it like Y/N. 3 Back to Back,!?!?! Literally making history🥳😍😍😩

fan4 Y’all peep all the athletes in her likes and comments. I wonder how many are in her dms👀🫣

↪️fan5 Shiiittt. Im in them too!!😭😭💯💯

↪️fan4 Me too🤦‍♂️

skaijackson YUP!! I know that’s right!!💁🏾‍♀️👸🎉🎉

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Yourusername: Party, afterparty, after party🥳🎉

Tyla: The prettiest!!!

↪️ yourusername: And that's what they prefer😝🤩

↪️ tyla: LMAOOO love that!💖💖💖

Judebellingham: 😍😍

↪️random1_Hey Jude??🤨...

random2: The way both Jude and Jamal started following her at about the same time.

↪️random3: Real ones know he's been lurking for a fat minute now!!

↪️random2: Guess I'm not a real one. Who?

↪️random3: Mr. Jude Victor Bellingham

↪️random4: And she's liked some of his pics, even though they don't follow eachother. Looks like Musiala already lost LOL

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The weight of exhaustion presses down on you as you sink into the comfort of your bed. It's been a relentless week, filled with auditions, interviews, and movie filming sessions. The tranquility of your bedroom offers a brief respite from the chaos that typically surrounds your life.

But of course, that doesn't last forever.

Your phone buzzes on the nightstand. You debate ignoring it, anyone texting at this time falls into one of two categories—people who are wayy too thirsty for their own good and miserable haters. For some reason tonight, perhaps out of boredom or a faint hope for something different, you decide to check.

You received one instagram notification from JamalMusiala10

The name doesn't immediately register with you since it's so late and your mind is still heavy with sleep, but you open the message anyway.

You groan inwardly, already regretting your decision to open the message. Jamal Musiala—the famous soccer player that plays for that German team? Bayern? You only recently got into football, so there was still much for you to learn but you're pretty sure that's who he is. You'll stalk his socials tomorrow.

For now, though, what could he possibly want from you? It's 2 in the morning. Again, he's either wayyyy too thirsty or maybe he's a possible hater?

How's it hanging?!?!?

This boy can NOT be serious.

You can't help but stifle a laugh at his attempt at casual banter. Is he a middle-aged white dad?

Wayy too thirsty it is! Never fails.

To be continued…..

[mmunson86]

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[that-punk-adam]

I wish there was a better way of just…. [vague hand gestures]

Housing. Is such a pain. To get and maintain.

Rent. You never own it. $1.4k a MONTH for a poorly designed and maintained closet with NO amenities included in that rent. A single person cannot afford to live alone anymore because I guess we decided to not start burning shit down once $7.20 is a federal minimum that isn’t sustaining whatsoever. It can pay a phone bill and feed you some days. Car insurance, gasoline, maintenance on a car, food, water, gas (utility), electric. You’re super lucky if you’re going to get 3k a month after taxes.

I had to hunt online for housing. I had to apply to places, average $25-50, to get denied at most because husband doesn’t have a job because he wasn’t living in the city full time. You need a car to go ANYWHERE in this fucking country. Car = insurance, payment, gasoline, maintenance. $500? $600? $800? On top of rent + bills. On a single income just a tad over 2.3k after taxes. We didn’t have a vehicle for a while and when we asked (begged) my in-laws (his sister + her wife) for help with a car, they had to drive to Kentucky for the cheapest thing they could find bc there was no way in hell for me to save anything. Nothing at all. After the online nonsense we had to wake up as early as possible for him to drive to these locations, all 20+ minutes away from each other, on a crunched schedule, on what would be considered a ‘last moments notice’. If I was on a 9-5 schedule there would have been zero hope of ever getting out of my parents house short of running away because the modern world only runs between 9a to 6p.

Finally, a paid off car. In-laws back into it and bust the radiator to hell. Totaled. No car. We didn’t even get the insurance and title switched over. They were going not even 5 miles and killed it. Now on our own we won’t ever have a car unless he can work (????) and we manage to have no accidents or try to enjoy life too much.

I was 2 minutes late today after waiting on a ride that took almost 15 minutes to get to the unit we finally managed to get. The second driver got to my workplace as fast as he could but it was still 2 minutes too late. The apartment hunting made me late repeatedly. We almost had a roommate and I had to be late for that too. I was so sick I couldn’t even be awake 2 times in the span of 2 months and I’m convinced it was a nasty variant of covid. Testing isn’t accurate anymore and those tests cost $20/each, not (100%) covered by insurance, and you ‘should’ use at least 4 tests over the span of 3 days.

Y’all. I have only been in the work force for 4 ish years and I am ready to retire. If I loose this position I’m not even going to attempt to look for anything else. I’m going to leave society and if I die then oh well. The concept of being born for the purpose of working until you die is the most cruel and unethical thing I could ever do to another human being. I love my hypothetical children so much that they will never exist. I love my hypothetical children that I will do everything in my power to make sure they are never conceived. There is nothing worst then to be born into this form of slavery and to never to be able to opt out of it except for death.

[cmkren]

“You say I want to be Your Girlfriend! It wasn’t really in my plans…”

— girlfriend; Hemlocke Springs

;Usagi Yuzuha x Fem! Reader hcs

Usagi relationship headcanons where you two are both silly and goofy— that’s it, that’s the post. Basically how you two get together! Romance blossoming in the Borderlands, what a strange turn of events…

a/n; i am coping rn cause i have a maths chapter test in like 9 hours and i am not prepared im so bad at math. Anyways this is just gonna be some fluff. ♥️♥️♥️ very messy post because im super tired tho,,,

So… who’d be the first one to confess? 🤔

Read to find out !! 😋

Jk its kinda both of you but mainly Usagi

You two would probably meet early on, maybe in the tag game where the two of you catch each other’s eye and agree to travel together <3

You’d be there by Usagi’s side as you both live day by day, and when you find the sweaty lookin’ guy from the Tag game lying on the ground all depressed you two kind of take him in

Like

You two mama birds just kinda adopt the guy

Usagi ends up taking care of most of the hunting while you do mostly everything else

You’re the one who tries to force feed Arisu even when he refused it

Usagi kept you from choking the poor guy.

Y’all are basically tied at the hip tho

Which also soon includes Arisu

(But you n Usagi are closer shh dont tell him that)

Things pretty much stay the same between you two until y’all arrive at The Beach (cue thunder strike)

With this whole sort of place that seems like it was capable of running actual electricity and shit you wanted to do smth special!!

“Do you think we can use their kitchen?!”

“Y/N we’re literally duct taped to chairs right now.”

“She’s got a point though Usagi— I’m kinda craving like… cookies.”

That was the small talk the three of you had before the whole dramatic intro of the Beach and its top goobers

After that whole shenanigan, you and Usagi insist on sharing the same room

It was just a lot more comfortable for the two of you

This place gave you the creeps ngl

That meant a lot of late night talks

Well, as many as y’all got before shit hit the fan again

You two always talked about what you’d do when you finally get to leave. Visit each other every day, maybe even get a place together? Usagi couldn’t bare to live in her old place ever since her father disappeared

You knew everything about that as well

Just from the few months you two shared together, you guys knew a lot about each other

You even promised her that you’d help her get back into climbing

Maybe indoor climbing first for you though

The more you two spent time with one another though, the more the two of you caught yourself… lingering

Whether it be longing looks or touches, it’d always be done subconsciously and end up with someone a little flustered

Arisu caught on though and asked wtf was going on

You, of course, blew him off

After the hearts game though, you two immediately ran for each other

Both battered and bruised, you clung to her as she scanned you over for anything that might have been fatal

Usagi cries out in relief to see that you’re okay

“Where were you? Where were you? What would I do with myself if I lost you too? What would I do? I can’t lose a person I love—”

That made you sit up.

“You— you love me?”

Usagi couldn’t help but let out a choked smile to see that incredulous expression on your face

Well she can’t really deny it, can she?

You could only hug her tighter with tears welling in your eyes, the pain of everyone that’d been slaughtered would only remain in all of you forever but maybe the seeds of healing had already been planted for you two as you pressed a kiss against her cheek

You two were peas in a pod.

You protected those you loved, worked together to achieve your goals

And when Usagi struggled to understand why going back to the real world would be any better than the world they were forced to fight to live in, you couldn’t understand

But you tried to

The strong woman you’d grown so used to seeing so level headed hid in your arms as she held back tears

Listening to every pained doubt, choked out words

You were there for her

And no doubt, she’d hold you taut against her whenever you needed it too.

You helped Usagi get over her doubts and fears of returning to the living world, ensuring her that she wouldn’t be alone in dealing with her troubles

And that— not if— but when you two return, you’ll celebrate like you’ve never before

[slutwithagut]

Post #2

The amount of cigarettes I’m smoking is insane for someone with no income! It’s time to ration. It would be cheaper to roll my own… but I don’t know how to roll. Maybe now is the time to finally learn? I digress. We will worry about that at a later time n date.

I have a close friend who employs me to give him rides home from work. Usually every Monday he needs a ride home from work around 8:10 pm because he goes in at 8 something the next day. Occasionally he asks for rides from the local trolley stop that’s about a 10 minute drive from my house.

I bring this up because my weekly income is about $28 on a good week.

So I need to chill on the tobacco.

Things were easier when I smoked spliff bowls (mole bowls, moke bowls, party bowls, whatever u wanna call them) which is cannabis mixed with tobacco. I’ve purchased a great many bags of bugler tobacco. It’s much more cost effective then buying a pack of cigs. The bugler pouch is roughly good for about 30 cigs versus the 20 you find pre rolled. It costs $7/$8 while a pack of cigs is $10/$11

I had purchased a joint rolling machine and filters earlier this year to roll my own. I found it just didn’t hit the same. I also proceeded to break the joint roller. A common theme in my life. Breaking useful objects due to carelessness and or intoxication. If only y’all knew me when I did XANAX and drank heavily while popping. I broke so many things… three lovely bongs, a babyliss hair straightener, bottles, and endured countless bruises and scratches. I also strained some of my personal relationships as you don’t give a single solitary FUCK when your xanned out.

So moral of the story is I am going to start rationing out my cigarettes.

I might buy a vape but I have to go on the black market for one and it seems like such a hassle.

Smoking cigarettes may seem glamorous and look cool. It feeds my oral fixation. But it makes you stink. I literally need to buy gum, scented hand sanitizer, and a small bottle of body spray so I don’t smell bad.

Wish my luck my loves! It ain’t easy trying to kick my vices.

It’s also 12:19 a.m. while I write this. My brain is tired but my body is on high alert. I do suffer from insomnia and weed helps that a lot.

It’s tough to learn how to live my life with out mind altering substances. I also find myself becoming more irritable. I might need to up the dosage on my medicine. I also kind of want to ask my doctor for sleeping pills… but it seems wrong? Since they have a potential for abuse. It would be nice to actually be able to fall asleep around the same time every night. I’ll probably be up until 2 or 3.

If I fall asleep before that I usually wake between 3 and 4 to pee. Then toss and turn till 6 or 7. Get up, smoke a cigarette and if I’m lucky fall back a sleep for a bit. I awake groggy and feeling worse than when I first woke. But still I nap after waking up. It’s a vicious cycle.

I’m going to start wearing my FitBit smart watch to bed again so I can track my sleep. It lets you know how many times you wake up, how deep your sleep was, etc. and it gives you a sleep score for the night. I want to see if my sleep is truly fucked up enough to constitute medicine. The less pills I’m on the better. But sleep is important and staying up late with my thoughts is not the most pleasant experience.

At least now I have you guys to talk and write to, to pass the time.

Restlessly,

D

[love-kisses-hearts]

(My account is @love-kisses-hearts)

I’m a bit late on this but thank you guys so much for now over 2,000 followers!!! 💕💕💕 I love y’all!! 💕💕💕

By the way! I’m sorry I haven’t posted videos/audio of my heartbeat in a while! I have had an amazing boyfriend for a bit over 3 years now, who’s at this point my fiancé, so I’m not sure how he’d feel about me sharing my heartbeat with others. Especially because he’s into hearts too 💕 and he thinks of it as something special shared between us. (Honestly I also haven’t had the courage to even ask about that & bring my tumblr up to him… 😅 I mean more than just showing him a story or post I have seen on my feed here and there…) if I get up the courage to ask and he says yes, than I’ll start posting my own heartbeat on here again! (Maybe one day I might even have the courage to ask him if I can record and share his heartbeat as well)

I use to write a lot and I’m trying to get back into it so I am working on a story to post on here 🤞🏻 I hope y’all like it!! 🥺💕

Thank you all again!! 💕💕💕

[diaryofamixedchicc]

A new Journey

My life changed on December 23, 2022. It was a regular day. I went home early to get ready for a Christmas dinner date night with Mandy at Lawrys. We wanted to make it an annual tradition for Christmas. As I got ready, I thought to myself “I wonder if tonight is the night I’ll get proposed to?” It was such a common question I would think to myself so I said nahhhhh probably not and I kept getting ready anyways. I put the question to the back of my mind. As I got to dinner I couldn’t help but look at Mandy’s pockets and check for a ring box, I only saw his wallet so I said okay this is just a regular date night and kept it moving.

We had an amazing dinner of course with lots of fun conversations and laughs. As we got ready to leave he asked if I wanted to pasyal (walk around) Beverly Hills on Rodeo drive. Now my first thought was hmmm that’s random, but also I’ve never been there before and I had nothing to do so I didn’t mind being out late so I said sure let’s go and didn’t think too much into it. Now Mandy is smart, I’m very easily distracted so he basically turned this into a mini photoshoot for me and you know I won’t turn down some new picture for my instagram feed.

Now we walk around and land back at this Christmas tree. We’re chatting it up and he says to me “I think we should make some new memories here.” Me still being clueless I’m thinking yeah let’s take some more pictures. And here we go …

“I think it’s time for this”

“Time for what”

… pulls a box out of his pocket 💍

I immediately start crying because I am now aware of what is happening! It’s the moment I’ve been waiting for the moment I met this man.

“I think it’s time for me to do this”

After I semi pull myself together and stop the ugly Kim k crying he gets down on one knee.

“Robin, Will you marry me?”

It’s funny because when i finally get to this moment I am just still in pure shock thinking to myself omg it’s finally happening !

With tears in my eyes I say YES and he puts the ring on my finger 🥹😭

MORE CRYING …

And now more pictures but with the RING 💍

Yasssss girls - He did a good job! What a way to go into Christmas! It is now a holiday I will never forget now. It has officially been a month and it’s so crazy wrapping my mind around the fact that I am engaged to the man of my dreams, the man I prayed to God for. At the end of the year we will marry in front of all of our friends and family and I could not be more excited for that moment !

Now y’all know me - I am a planner ! That type A organized girl, so you best believe the planning is in full force. We found our Church, our Reception Venue, a DJ, Wedding Coordinator and the rest of the vendors I have in mind are already lined up to contact. We have a long way to go but December will be here in a blink of an eye.

Until Then,

Robin Sanders (Future Lopez) <3

[sonderblade]

Adding onto this,,,

Having Tarn in this story and researching the DJD and seeing his whole “sin of emotion” and ripping off Kaon’s head for like, crying cuz someone died is so funny because in this story, he’s like that and he’s also like. “I’m gonna kill Megatron for abandoning me on Cybertron, FUCK DECEPTICONS, FUCK AUTOBOTS!!! I’m gonna make up MY OWN SHIT!! AND NO ONE IS GONNA STOP ME!!! IF THEY TRY TO, I WILL KIL-”

Then, like three organic babies (in his eyes cuz he’s old AF) who just went through the most traumatizing situations barge into his life and look to HIM for comfort at their first encounter with him bc of being (accidentally) left behind (like HE WAS. DO U GET WHAT IM TRYIN TO DO) and his response is just

“I am gonna take care of u, ur my children now” and whats left of the DJD is like “????? Brother what” but nobody says anything cuz well, it’s Tarn (skull emoji)

Like, present time for this AU, where the kiddos are grown up (late teens to early twenties), he is so feared by so many people (humans n cybertronians) and has a strong reputation of being a cold killer, merciless, and just a guy u don’t wanna mess with but then with his kiddos, he shows them off like

“yeah, one my kids took out a whole convoy with her fists and pure will, I love my daughter so much” while talking one of his very tired workers that is trying to do their JOB to go home early

or something like “yeah!! My kid built that! He’s so smart and talented :)” and it’s fucking crates of BOMBS😭

For Jack/Jaeger, he doesn’t like killing people unless he absolutely has to or he’s rather the more merciful of the four. he leaves them to his siblings or Tarn so he’s known as the “nice one” but don’t b mistaken cuz this mf WILL shoot u. He’s more of a stealth, assassin kind of guy but will kill you so quick but so brutally that Tarn is like “My eldest doesn’t like killing. Says that he won’t unless it’s absolutely necessary. He’s the soft one, if u can take a guess. I mean, last week he killed only 5 people. Yeah, sure, he shot their spines and left them for the monsters to feed on them but…. I don’t know. I love him nonetheless, he’s my son! it’s just worrisome because I feel like he isn’t ready for the real world, ya know?”

Victim: please fucking kill me😭😭😭😭😭

But yeah, i think it would b interesting to see that Big Bad Tarn is also just a Dad. To three human children he decided to adopt. (There’s much more complexity to their relationships as the kids have this deep but hidden resentment at Tarn for making them the way that they are but they feel like they did nothing to stop it so they hate themselves for it bUT THATS FOR ANOTHER DAY)

AHHH!!! U guys liked my AU so if y’all have questions pls lemme know :3 I will b so happy to talk about it!!

I have this tfp au that would affect Miko, Jack, n Raf relationship with the autobots and I’ve been keepin it hidden away with many redraws of reference sheets and changed storyline plots and I wanna let y’all in on it.

So basically, I wanted this to take place after Megatron renounces the Decepticon ways and leaves BUT when they were all fighting Unicron, Unicron unleashed some sort of virus that affected the whole planet to try and gain some control (he failed and was put away forever). Think of it as some kind of “If I go down, you’re all coming down with me.”

Now this virus is BAD because not only was it immediate and caused the entire Earth to literally have a global earthquake BUT it killed about 90% of the human population, revived 9% of the dead bodies and turned them into horrifying, gigantic zombified powerful monsters, and only about 60,000,000 humans are left alive. This also changed the geography of the world and the biology. So imagine if the world was Pangea again, plants that went extinct are now back in fashion!!! And yeah, whales can fly now!! Everything of earth has CHANGED.

Also!!!!!!!! Humans that survived the wave of Dark Energon are Cybertronian sized now!!! Along with some buildings here and there, cars too. Woah, some clothes got bigger too. how convenient

I won’t give away too much yet but I do want to leave some crumbs,,,,, so here are some things u should know

Miko, Jack, and Raf are older in this AU as times passed so Miko would be 22, Jack is 23, and Raf is 18. Though now they aren’t called that anymore due to trauma 😍 and *cough cough* TARN-

Their new names:

Jack-> Jaeger

Miko-> Mynx

Raf-> Riot

Also, yes, u saw that right. Tarn is going to be in this AU and he will be the one who will be a father figure to these poor kids as they have lost everything. And I mean, everything.

But the autobots would never allow that!!

Ur so right they wouldn’t but they accidentally got kept into stasis for years in the Ark while they were trying to escap-

I’ve said too much, I fear.

Anyways, Miko, Jack, and Raf are totally different but they still miss their wards and wish things were different but hatred, resentment, and trauma clings onto their souls like tar. Will they ever get through it?

Idk, depends if I want the angst or not

If u have any questions or thoughts, pls lemme know I’m dying to tell someone about this AU I’ve had stuck in my head for like 2 years

[hertzwritings]

Fuck you

A/N: I’m getting so many disturbing ideas lately (or, not disturbing, but good ideas) and my brain just never stops working – soooooo let’s get some angry Cavill up in here!

You can buy me a coffee here and I’ll write you a personalized drabble, one-shot or multichapter fic!

Love y’all.

Remember, feedback feeds the soul and my requests (and askbox) is always open – there’ no limits, because I am me and I have none.

MASTERLIST

ASK ME ANYTHING/REQUESTS

Pairing: Henry Cavill x female reader

Warnings: language, co-workers to lovers, “enemies” to lovers, smut (minors dni), rough sex, p in v, degradation, praise kink, (slight) daddy kink, Dom!Henry, spitting, unprotected sex, cream pie, a SMIDGE of anal, Henry in Geralt costume, breath play, spanking and probably something else i forgot about 

Wordcount: 3.510

 Fuck you

You were grinding your teeth so hard, you were sure they were going to crack under the pressure. He was insufferable.

“Y/N, we need you back to one, please!” You followed instructions, glaring daggers at Henry, who simply raised an eyebrow at you. He had once again thrown the scene, dragging out the time it would take to shoot a pretty fucking simple scene. You had tried your best to be a good co-worker, the best co-actor, you could possibly be – but he was acting like a spoiled toddler, constantly refusing the simplest things.

It was insanity. He was acting up constantly, and when you weren’t actively shooting a scene, you were hurling thinly veiled insults at each other. You didn’t know what you had done to make him this angry with you – or hate you, rather – and frankly, you didn’t care anymore. You detested him deeply, and you were counting the seconds until you were done shooting this fucking show, so you could forget all about him. “Y/N, can you try with a little less hate this time?” You director seemed hopeless with his request, but tried nonetheless. “If he does.” You said with a sweet smile directed at Henry, who rolled his eyes. “Just… Try.” Your director walked back behind the camera. “We’re picking up from scene 47, act 3, please. Let’s just get this over with so you two can go back to biting each other’s head off.”

You had worried about this scene. Kissing him seemed pretty damn impossible, and looking like you enjoyed it? Impossible. You both took your marks and he sneered at you. “See if we can get this in one take, huh, darling?” You wanted to punch his dick. “Let’s.”

“Action!” You softened your face at the same time as he did, and wrapped your arms around your body, trying to keep steady during the goddamn scene. “I can’t do this with you.” You started, voice shaking. He moved to you and sighed, his eyes searching yours. You could see the blaze behind them, clearly full of nothing but disgust for you, as he wrapped his fingers around your shoulders, gripping you tighter than necessary. You whimpered a little and saw the smallest sliver of surprise in his eyes. “You don’t know what you’re saying. We’re already in too deep, don’t you think?” “I don’t know.” He sucked his lower lip between his teeth and hands gripped you tighter. “You’re mine.” He growled. You suddenly understood why people liked him as Geralt – he was possessive, and the voice matched with the looks made you quiver a little. You didn’t have time to linger on it, because his lips pressed roughly against yours with a groan.

You groaned at the feeling and let your hands wander to his neck, gripping the short hairs at the nape of it tightly under the wig. He hissed against your lips and pushed you back against the tree behind you – you gasped, and he chuckled darkly, your legs wrapping around his waist, as your tongues fought for dominance. He bit your lip and drew a whine from you. You weren’t sure it was loud enough for the cameras to pick up. You let yourself let go of your feelings – screwing it all to hell, you channeled all your rage towards him into the kiss and bit his lip in return, drawing a growl from him.

You were both struggling for breath and control, his tongue rough against yours and a hand going to your ass, grabbing it tightly – you whimpered again, and you felt him press against your body; if you weren’t mistaken, something was pressing back.

“CUT!” He pulled away quickly, as if you burned him. Your chest heaved and his eyes were wild and narrowed towards you, wiping his lower lip. You had drawn blood. You were staring at each other, your eyes boring into his yellow ones, and you were trying to steady your breathing as he adjusted himself. You cocked an eyebrow at him, and he simply sneered back at you. “Alright, I guess that’s… Passion or something.” You director seemed done with the both of you. “You’re on break, we’re picking up some scenes with Joey and Anya now, so… Try not to murder each other in the meantime.”

You both turned on your heels and went to your trailers, loaded silence between you; you were seething, one because he was a major ass who acted like he was better than anyone, and two because you were violently horny after the display on camera. You weren’t supposed to be, but the fine line between anger, hate and lust had become blurry as all hell, and you couldn’t figure it out. At all.

He paused for a fraction of a second, opening his mouth as if he wanted to say something to you, but thought better of it and quickly went into his trailer, slamming the door behind him. You rolled your eyes and went inside of your own trailer, quickly removing the costume from your body and put on a t-shirt before grabbing a bottle of water, slamming cupboards and whatever else you could slam around to rid yourself of some of the anger, that rolled off your body.

You were so fucking angry. He was acting like an idiot, barely speaking to you unless it was to insult you – something veiled in constructive criticism – and then he kisses you like he wanted to break you, which just made you even more angry and, well… Horny. You called the PA and asked how long it would be before your next scene, and luckily it gave you about an hour of downtime to get yourself back to a normal state of mind, where anger or lust wasn’t rolling off of you in waves. Perfect.

You chugged your water and sat down on your couch, squirming a little as your underwear rubbed against your clit. Fucking damn it, he was insufferable. Making you feel like this, making you angry, making you all of the things; and you refused to give into it, simply out of spite.

You closed your eyes, but you squealed, and they flew open not even a second later, when the door to your trailer swung open – Henry stood there, still in makeup, lenses and costume, steam practically coming out of his ears. “What the fuck, Cavill? Get out!” you shrieked, trying to pull your t-shirt down to cover your lower half – he didn’t listen, but stepped inside, his wide body taking up more space than you had thought he could. He closed the door behind him with a bang. “What the fuck was that?” He sneered. “What was what?” “That kiss.” He spat the word out as if it burned his tongue. You rolled your eyes. “Oh my god, yes, that should be a main concern to you. A scripted kiss. Jesus fucking Christ, get out.” You stood up and glared at him – he clearly didn’t give a shit, and moved closer to you, a finger pointed at your chest. “No, what was that? You fucking bit me.” “You started it.” You pouted, your heart pounding in your chest. “And who the fuck cares, you hate me and refuse to work with me like an actual human being, you daft idiot. If you had deigned to act like, I don’t know, I was a person and not dogshit under your shoe, we could’ve talked about how we wanted to do it, but no, you’re too good for the likes of me, right?” You said defiantly. His chest was heaving, and his eyes were narrowed at you. You were chest to chest. “You’re detestable.” “Likewise.” You spat, but he ignored you, moving an inch of a step closer to you, keeping your bodies flushed against each other. Despite your burning hatred for the man, you couldn’t help the surge of lust that went straight to your center. “You are annoying, impossible to work with and…” He heaved a breath, stopping himself from saying anything else. The way he was looking at you made you want to crawl on your knees for him; it might be the yellow contacts, but the amount of fucking possessiveness in his eyes mixed with a predatory gaze was unheard of. “Fuck you.” You spat at him, your nipples pebbling under your shirt. You could almost hear the leather grind against itself as he jerked his hand to the nape of your neck, grabbing a tight hold on your hair and yanking your head back – you grunted at the sensation but kept eye contact with him. You were burning. “Fucking gladly.” He growled.

His lips were on yours within a second, the same flames from earlier, that had been embers glowing in you, shot straight back up as if they had been doused by gasoline. You whimpered against his lips, your hands flying to his shoulders and digging your nails into the leather. It was the same, rough, combative kiss as before; his teeth grabbed your lower lip and tugged roughly, his free hand on your ass. He growled under his breath as you try to pull the goddamned leather off.

He roughly pushed you against the wall, a picture falling down from its nail and shattering on the floor – you grunted as the wind got knocked out of you. “Fucking asshole, I liked that one.” You mumbled against his lips. He smirked into the kiss, his tongue rough and hard on yours and his hand went to your clothed pussy, smacking down on it. You whined against it, desperate for anything at this point – you were a fucking mess, writhing against him and his stupid, hot body. You bit down on his lip and tugged it, causing him to pull back and slap you across the face. Pleasure ran through your body at the sting and his gaze. “Try that one more time, darling, and you won’t be able to fucking walk.” His tone was menacing and serious, but you also felt how hard he was, straining against the leather pants. You ran a hand down his body until you reached where it strained against his pants and grabbed his length. He grunted at the feeling and his lips were on yours again, while his hand slid your underwear down your legs, the other still roughly entangled in your hair. You had smeared your lipstick on him, and you were about to fucking combust as two thick fingers entered you, slamming harshly into you. You mewled against his lips and your knees buckled as he began fucking you with his fingers. “Oh, did I finally make you shut up? Did I get a good, little, dumbed down whore?” He whispered menacingly and his thumb found your clit. You moaned at the pressure he was adding to your bundle of nerves, and your grip on his hard, thick cock tightened. “Is this all it takes to make you fucking dumb, little one? I just have to fuck you with my fingers, and you’re quiet for daddy?” He tugged on your hair again, forcing your face up. You were already close to coming, barely able to stand on shaky legs, as he added a third finger and chuckled at your needy moan. “Oh, you want to cum, little one? Want to cum on my fingers?” His eyes were boring into yours and you weren’t coherent anymore.

“Fucking whore, cum for me.” He growled and you weren’t one to disobey that kind of order. You came with a loud moan, fingers gripping his cock and shoulder hard as you exploded around his fingers, walls dragging him deeper inside. You were seeing white, vision completely gone under his ministrations; you weren’t able to think or feel anything but absolute pleasure from his thick fingers, that moved impossibly fast in you. “On your fucking knees.” He mumbled before kissing you deeply and removing his fingers from your throbbing pussy, pushing you down to your knees. You removed your t-shirt quickly and looked up at him; the way he stood in front of you, yellow eyes and a devious smirk on his lips, made you want to fucking dissolve into a puddle. He was hot.

“Open your needy mouth.” You did as instructed and he grunted at the sight of you on your knees, tongue out, waiting for him – he quickly undid the straps holding the pants up and let them fall to his ankles; you whined at the sight. He chuckled darkly and cocked an eyebrow. “Needy, fucking bitch.” He smacked the tip of his hard, leaking cock on your tongue, and you almost died on the spot. You wanted him to use you. “You’re going to take what I give you, understand?” He grabbed the top of your head and slowly pushed his length inside of your mouth. You were gagging and drooling around him as he hit the back of your throat, and he chuckled again before spitting on the part of him, that wasn’t in your mouth, wetting it for your hand; you began moving back and forth, the obscene sounds of you gagging around him filling the trailer. He was moaning loudly, groaning at the feeling of your tongue against his cock, and he grabbed your hair, holding you still as he began fucking into your mouth. “Fuck… That’s a good girl.” He mumbled and you preened at the praise – you were dripping wet and put your hand on his thigh to steady yourself, while you grabbed the remaining part of his length with your hand, jerking him off at the same time as he fucked your mouth. He swelled in your mouth and twitched; spit was dripping from your chin as he fucked your mouth relentlessly. A loud bang sounded when his fist collided with the wall, denting it a little, before he pulled out. “What the fuck, Cavill…” You were cut off by him grabbing your throat and pulling you to your feet, nudging your legs open with his thigh. “You want me, Y/N?” He asked earnestly, fire roaring behind his eyes; you mewled as his hand found your clit again and you nodded eagerly. “Fuck… I want to bury my whole hand in you, but for now…” He grabbed his cock and rested it on your mound. “This will have to do, darling.” He slapped your thigh as an indication for you to wrap your legs around him as he began kissing you; you did, jumping a little to rest perfectly against the wall with your legs around him, his free hand on your ass, holding you up. You moved your mouth to his neck, biting down on his pulse-point, and he roared, jerking his hips forwards, and buried himself in you in a single move. You shrieked at the stretch; you would be ruined forever. Nobody would measure up to this. You felt so fucking full, his cock twitching and his hand around your throat. “I’m going to ruin you, baby.” He whispered with a voice full of promise. “You fucking better.” You answered, rolling your hips slightly to make him move. He grunted and drew back before slamming back into you, another picture falling from the wall. He began fucking you wildly, a beast buried in you; he was railing into you like there was no tomorrow. You raked your fingers over his exposed neck, drawing angry, red lines on the skin, and he growled, moving you from the wall, turning around and slamming you against the kitchen counter, letting your ass rest on the countertop. You were screaming in pleasure, his hard cock driving in and out of you, dragging against your walls. “Fuck, you’re so fucking wet for me…” He mumbled, looking down at the way his cock drove in and out of you. “You’re doing so good, my little whore.” He locked eyes with you. “Open your mouth, baby girl.” You did what he asked, tongue out and breasts bouncing with hard thrusts.   He grinned dangerously and spat in your mouth, hard thrusts driving his cock deeper inside of you. “Fuck!” You yelled out, your head lolling back, eyes rolling back in your head. You were about to explode around him, your pussy drenching his length completely.

“You’re taking me so well, darling.” He grabbed your chin with his large hand. “You look at me when you cum. You’re mine.” You whimpered and almost lost yourself completely there. “Say it.” He mumbled, driving his cock deeply inside of you, the head hitting your cervix with every move. “Say what?” You tried to sound defiant, but it came out whiny and breathy instead, desperate for him to do something more, anything.

His hand left your chin and hit your cheek with a hard slap, sending shockwaves through your body. He grinned deviously. “Oh, my little whore likes it when I slap her?” He was driving his cock deeply and hard into you, and you heard glasses fall from the counter and shatter on the ground. “You want me to hurt you, darling?” His lips danced along the shell of your ear, biting down on your earlobe. “Oh, fuck you, Cavill, you know what I want…” You whispered breathily and ran your nails across his neck, trying to hold him tightly so you could meet his thrusts. He cocked his eyebrow and a sneer fell on his lips. “You’re such a fucking brat, Y/N.” He slid out of you and grabbed you by the hips, tugging you harshly from the counter – knocking another fucking glass off the counter in the process – and turned you to your stomach, folding you over the arm of your chair. You whined as his hand came down hard on your ass several times and before you could even fucking think. “You know what you need to call me, you fucking whore.” He whispered, his fingers bruising your skin; you mewled and felt a hard smack on your ass. “Fuck! Daddy, fucking hell, daddy…” You moaned an incoherent string of daddy, Henry, asshole, any name you could think of as he pushed himself back inside of you with a loud moan; he didn’t give you a moment to adjust to him, simply began fucking you wildly and without rhythm, chasing his high with very little regard to the amount of noise you both were making. He pounded you deeply, the chair scraping across the floor and your orgasm hit you out of nowhere, when his finger found your smaller hole, slowly sliding his finger inside while he fucked you.

You screamed for him as you came undone around his thick cock, your orgasm rippling through your body like a tidal wave – fire burned your nerves as you felt him swell inside of you as well, your orgasm clearly inching him closer as well. “God, I love your pussy… Fucking hell, you’re so fucking wet for me, darling.” He murmured. “Shut up and fill me, please, please, pl…” Your words got cut off by his large hand around your throat, squeezing all sound from you and forced your back against his chest. “Shut up. If you want me to fill you, you need to learn your place, little one.” You gasped for a breath as he fucked you relentlessly, chasing his high. You felt him swell and twitch inside of you and managed to get a string of strangled words out while you clawed at his arm angrily, just wanting him to fill you or kill you. Either one could work at this moment.

He growled and his hips stilled as hot ropes of cum spurted into you, filling you completely. You could feel it already dripping out of you and the thought of going the rest of the day with his spend leaking out of you, sent an involuntary shiver through your body. He pulled out harshly and turned you with surprisingly gentle hands, his hand on your face, his thumb ghosting over your cheekbone and kissed you deeply, tongue swiping across yours. You were both breathing heavily as he pulled away and rested his forehead against yours, his lips swollen.

“Fuck you.” You whispered, none of the earlier malice behind your words anymore. It almost sounded like a term of endearment with your breathy voice and gentle fingers ghosting over his Adam’s apple. He hummed appreciatively and kissed you gently again. “Alright.” He chuckled a little and tucked himself back into his pants, before looking around the room with raised eyebrows. You followed his gaze and saw shattered glass, dents in the walls and furniture all over the place; you had barely noticed half of this happening. Your throat was throbbing, and you couldn’t help but smile; you were going to be marked by him.

“Wonder if the director will like this tension better.” You mused with a grin at him. He chuckled and grabbed your underwear, stuffing them into the small pocket inside of his pants with a sly grin. “I know I do.”

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[platinumrosetail]

Freenoodles sliktea shadowpeach spider Queen x baby fem Naga reader

So the reader parents are going hunting and leave Little us in our little basket

And go get food since our father is gone something killed him from trying to eat a veiggle or city ( mmmm wonder who ) and so she needs to hunt for food so she can feed us milk

But when one of the boys or mk or someone stubble on a rock or trip on something they hear a little cute nose and hissy and they see a basket and when they lift it up they see the little baby danger noodle reader but her eyes are not open yet and cuz they fall in something that had our mom scent we coo and NUZZ them

And they take us with them and are like ours

And when they mom comes back she finds out we are gone and go to find us

Meanwhile for 3 months the boys have been rasin us as there OWN and when we open our eye for the Frist time we impert on them like baby animal do when they see there mom and dad.

And when we are being babysitting by mk or mei or one of the spider boys our mother kidnapped us back but don't get far cuz dad and mom won't let it happen especially when there baby crying

Oooh a naga!reader request how interesting!! 😁

Warning: noob author, dark theme, platonic yandere characters, female!reader, and others.

Characters: FreeNoodles, silktea. This will have two parts!

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FreeNoodles:

It was tang who found your basket as he tripped into bushes have his husband worried.

Pigsy thought it might be a trap as the two are the first parental figures of mk aka monkie kid so he was skeptical though he quickly noticed his husband curiosity and decided to get it over with.

When he opened he wasn’t expecting to see a baby naga at all, he started theorizing all the possibilities of how you’re here as he watches his husband proceed to kidnap you.

He noticed that your eyes haven’t opened yet too so you’re very young to be left alone so he decided to let tang kidnap you as it’s for the best to not leave you unattended.

When your mother finally came for you, you had already opened your eyes and recognized tang and pigsy as your parents so it’s to late for you to imprint on your blood related mother.

They had to take care of you even though it wasn’t their plan at the start; it had changed on when they took care of you and never wanted to let you leave their arms and after all what kind of mother would leave their child alone even if she was only getting food.

Silktea:

Huntsman and sandy were just out about in nature as one of their stress relieving nature walks when they found you; sandy was the one who tilted the blanket a bit to see what was in it only to see a baby bags all alone without any caretakers or parents around in sight.

Huntsman didn’t seemed to want to take you home with them but Sandy persuaded him in the end. Sandy was so worried and shocked to have found you and decided to take you home and try and hopefully find your caretaker or parents.

Huntsman was the one to have noticed that you’re so young as your eyes haven’t even opened yet, so this might of been the work of abandonment or that the parents was killed, so he told Sandy what he figured out about it and that made Sandy feel pity for you as you’re left all alone either way so he went through his plan even faster.

Your mother had showed up as a sneak attack but was quickly stopped by huntsman; seeing a unknown woman in front of you made you hiss at her and cling more to sandy as huntsman got in between you. She was too late as you seem to have imprinted on sandy and huntsman and accepted them as your parents.

Huntsman was the one who took care of your now deceased mother as Sandy wouldn’t have the heart to do that as he knew something bad would happen if he did.

(A/n: haha! I made a post at 1: am! Reason why I couldn’t yesterday was because of how I wanted to draw a few things so yea anyway hope y’all like it!!)

(Here is where part two will be)

[valkyrayn]

horny brainrot to join the other anons after seeing that R Card for Marius’ 2nd bday like ok SIR?? I haven’t seen the PV yet but already know I’m gonna whale for this man when he’s out on global bringing me out of my ToT burnout. also it’s like 8 am where I’m at sending this Marius have mercy on me for giving me horny thoughts.

BUT ANYWAYS that’s besides the point~ seeing him with that cute lil mullet and ponytail and holy abs imaginin’ y’all did the deed last night and waking up to him tryna get ready for uni and he just looks like a smug lil’ shit knowing he’s teasing you with his open shirt. He borderline finds it cute how you’re tangled up in his sheets still naked and you just look so tempting to ravish again when you blush under his gaze~ he just loves you so much seeing you all vulnerable in his bed just sets alight his primal instincts bc yes Marius breeding kink head-canon I’m all for it 😩 much to your complains, y’all end up going for a quickie and your cute breathy moans just fuel him to fuck you harder and faster, abusing your already sensitive cunt as you’re tugging on his hair that has him abruptly releasing his seed into you, and filling you up absolutely full. let’s say you and Marius were almost late for class and if your legs weren’t already weak from the night before they certainly are now as you struggle to walk around campus and sitting still in your seat feeling his cum leaking in your panties as a tell-tale reminder after the both of you half-hazardly cleaned up to rush to your lectures. And if you’re wearing a skirt it certainly doesn’t help that your thighs are feeling a little sticky. Marius is definitely in need of a scolding or some punishment for the little stunt he pulled~ or so you’d like to think, because whenever you’d try to lecture him it would always backfire bc what Marius wants Marius gets 👀 he’s such a brat I love him. I hope this wasn’t bad and you enjoyed food for thought 😈~~

anon im (s)creaming at this what the fuck omg this was so good??!?!?!? THANK YOU FOR FEEDING ME THIS BRAINROT

i have nothing but filthy horny thoughts of marius in that ponytail. that combined with him fucking us AND breeding us?? this hits all the spot omfg. tugging on his hair as he rails us?? i can’t breathe. this made me scream into my pillow. this was such a great and filthy bedtime story cus it’s like 1am for me here ilysm anon <3

keep feeding me pls 🥵

[thegirlwhowritesfics]

Gossip

All right y'all thank you for your feedback on Part one of my Mayans post, if you haven’t seen it please check it out here.

At the end of the day, gossip is gossip and there’s no way to 100% verify the truth behind it; however, some of us do have legitimate sources. I have a friend who works in PR for a different studio, but guess what? All the PR peeps know each other and they talk. Peep (my source) I actually met many moons ago at a PR event here in Australia. We bonded over a different fandom and here we are.

I also have a couple of friends that I know from tumblr that work in the industry that have either told me things that they have heard or know of.

I’ve asked her to suss out some of the rumours that have been sent to me, so these are a mix of both our options and other sources.

I would also like to point out websites like lipstick alley and reddit are not reliable sources to get gossip from, it's just keyboard warriors. If you want good celebrity gossip (Mayans wouldn’t even be a blip on the radar though) check out deuxmoi.

So buckle up and let's get into the drama.

So back to post one and the lack of PR within Mayans coming from FX etc. It's also not coming from the cast or the crew, all of the posts they have posted recently are old pictures. They have been posted previously either on their feeds or on stories. And I get the whole “Not leaking info from set” that studios have but this isn’t a Marvel movie. Actually I feel like we saw more content from the latest Spider-man movie than we have so far from Mayans S4.

Alright here are some of my anons;

“I saw the asks from another anon about this Mayans drama, so I decided to have a look around. Now am I trippin or are people really coming out saying Emily and JD had an affair???Like is any of this true as in like there’s evidence or is it just a bunch of upset fans cause Clayton’s off the market? Oh and by the way I’m in no way a Emily or Clayton fan, but some of what I’ve seen could be career ending”

There is no way Emily and JD had an affair, there is no evidence of this and the basis of this rumour appears to have come from a “fan”. JD spent his break with his family, he was constantly posting loved up photos of his family, and they look genuinely happy.

So many people are talking shit about Emily and it 100% stems from jealousy. But not a single person has asked what a 36 yr old man wants with a 23 year old girl.

“So I don’t know if you have been asked this but what’s you take on the rumour that Emily T hooked up with Michael Irby and other older male costars? From what people are saying Gino and Danny are about the only two that didn’t hook up with her.”

Y’all seem to forget that Emily is still a young adult, she’s 23, they met her when she was 19, if she's having affairs with her older married co-stars, we should be asking why they are in their late 30s to mid 50s with her. It would be a clear power disadvantage and it's disgusting. Also I have zero belief any of these rumours are true. These rumours have come from “fans” no legitimate gossip site or whispers within the community have come up about these.

Peep agreed that none of the affair rumours are true, she's asked friends who work on the Mayans set and apparently it's all bullshit.

Did Clay and another cast member get into a fist fight?

So I’ve heard that Clay and another cast member got into a fist fight, 3 different sources have told me it wasn’t a fist fight but they did get into a verbal fight stemming from Clay acting like he's better than everyone else and treating the crew like shit. Another cast member stepped in and blew up at Clay about his behaviour and it did almost come to blows but they were separated before it happened.

Did Clay get fired?

The last thing I heard on this subject is no, but he’s on thin fucking ice and if he doesn't get his shit together he's out on his ass.

Are Clay and Emily a PR relationship?

While I would like this to be true as far as my sources go its a legit thing, and honestly everyone I know who works in PR said this would be a terrible fucking PR stunt cause of the age gap and the fact he’s known her since she was pretty much a minor. As you can see from the downward trending of Clay online it's blown up the wrong way.

I’ve heard a few other things but I don’t want to post about them because I would still like a second source to confirm as they are pretty damaging rumours. though some of them are pretty clear to anyone who has two eyes.

I hope this answers some peoples burning questions, if you have any more let me know.

[amor-immortalem]

You’re Important to Me

Warnings: thoughts and ideations of the un-aliving variety

Genre: Angst but it gets a lil fluffy at the end

Pairing: Mammon x oc

Summary: The way the witches and his brothers treat him leaves Mammon feeling replaceable and unimportant. His human takes it upon herself to try and make him feel better after finding out something heartbreaking.

A/N: since I hit 150 followers either last night or the day before, I figured I would do something a little different for tonight’s post and give y’all a little 2 part fic instead of art. I haven’t written in a long time and this is not proofread so please excuse any typos. I’m a little rusty.

Part 2| Part 3| Part 4

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Another day full of studying for upcoming exams at RAD completed and Arella couldn’t be more greatful to finally shut her texts books. Sure, she technically didn’t have to meet the same standards as her demon classmates this time around, but if only one thing could be said about Arella, it was that she was a perfectionist at heart. She’d put in the hard work to get the best possible score- seeing the look of surprise on Satan’s face as she scored better than him would be worth it too, as much as a pipe dream that that would be.

With a soft yawn, Arella pushed away from her desk before grabbing a nightshirt she had stolen borrowed from her boyfriend and stumbled to her bathroom for a quick shower. As she brushed her teeth, she could feel a presence enter her room- well more like she could hear him. Mammon was never all that quiet or stealthy to begin with as much as he’d like to claim otherwise.

Peeking out from the small ensuite, she saw the demon sprawled out on her bed, his face buried in her pillows. Something didn’t feel right. Deciding the shower could wait, Arella made her way across the room to where the bed was located.

“Hey,” She started, gently placing a hand on his back to let him know she was there, “I thought you said you’d be out late with the Witches. Did something happen?”

“Not really….” Mammon starts, his voice muffled by the pillows before he turned to face her. “They got all they could get out of me so they jus’ let me go and I wasn’t havin’ a good time anyway so I jus’ came home….”

Arella frowned at his tone. He sounded upset, depressed almost.

“An’ then the moment I walk in the door, Lucifer’s on my ass ‘bout some stupid fuckin’ bill that came in…. So I got to sit there ‘n listen to him go on an’ on about how I’m such a fuck up and what worthless scum I am, not to mention the rest of my brothers took the first chance they could to hop on the bandwagon and I’m….. I’m just so tired.” At this, Mammon flops over onto his back, throwing an arm over his face.

“Mammon…” Her voice is soft, full of concern as tries unsuccessfully to pull his arm away so she could look him in the eyes.

“Arella, Am I important….?” Mammon asks as he tries -but fails- to hide the way his voice cracks. “Would everyone just be happier if I was….. gone?”

Its that question that shatters her heart to tiny fragments.

“Wha- Of course you are, Love. Why would you say that? I know your brothers take things too far sometimes but they’d be devastated if something happened to you. I would be heartbroken if anything happened to you. We all love you so much, Honey….”

“It doesn’t feel like it,” Mammon barked out a laugh that sounded bitter. “Not with the way they rag on me like they do…. Actually, they’d probly be jumpin’ for joy if I were to off myself- don’t know why I ain’t done it already….”

“Mammon, don’t talk like that. You’re scaring me.”

“Its true though. If I take myself out, then they won’t ever have to deal with the consequences when I fuck up. Won’t have to worry ‘bout me stealin’ their shit to get my hands on some extra grimm.

“Stop it right now, please.”

“It’s not like they’d miss me much anyway. You probly would but let’s face it, ya could do so much better than me anyway... Ya know, I got this pills that I swiped the other day, plannin’ ta sell ‘em an’ all but I think-“

“Mammon, stop!” Arella pressed her hands over his mouth to keep him from finishing his sentence “Please. No more….. No…. More.”

She collapsed down to his chest as violent sobs erupted from her. She had lost someone to suicide before, she couldn’t and wouldn’t go through that again- especially not with the person who was most important to her.

“I’m here for you. I will always be here fir you.,” Arella tightened her hold on the demon beneath her, her body still shuddering with each breath she took in a miserable attempt to compose herself. “So please. Please just don’t do it.”

At her tears, the demon could only react with silence. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting when letting his feelings out but it wasn’t a reaction like this.

Maybe part of him was hoping for her to agree with him and let her words feed into his terrible mood, or maybe part of him wanted Arella to scold him for daring to even think about taking his own life but there wasn’t any part of him that wanted her to react with sobs and wails, with her begging him not to go through with it.

Slowly, Mammon brought his arms to wrap around her, holding her tight against his chest. They were quiet for a long while as they just held each other.

“I’m….. I’m sorry….” Mammon was the first to speak, to break the silence that had suddenly become suffocating. “I don’t know what I was talking about….”

Arella didn’t reply right away, choosing instead to hold him just a little tighter a bit long.

“Do you feel better now that you’ve talked about what’s going through your mind?” She lifted her head from its place on his chest to look him in the eyes for the first time that night.

She smiled softly as he nodded, leaning down to press a kiss to his cheek. “You’re so important both to your brothers and to me. There’s no one like you in the all of the three realms. If you weren’t here our lives would be so much darker and so much more boring, do you know that?”

“Yeah, I doubt that.”

“No it’s true,” Arella hums, as she pushes his hair back and places a peck to his forehead. “You want to know something else?”

“What?” Mammon arches a brow, “if it’s something cheesy, I’m leaving.”

Arella laughs at that. “I love you more than anything in this life or the next, and, no, you’re staying in here where I can see you.”

“What? C’mon, babe, I won’t do anything stupid, so don’t worry ‘bout me. And the last thing I need is Lucifer gettin’ at me because I spent the night in here when I shoulda been in my room.”

“Then I won’t give you a choice.” She starts matter of factly, “I’m invoking our pact. You’re sleeping in my room tonight where I can keep you close and pamper you all night. Also you’re going to tell me where you’ve hidden those pills you were talking about earlier and if their in one of your safes, you’re going to tell me the combination to it.”

“Arella, I-“ he groaned starting to complain

“No. This is important, Baby. I’m doing this because I care. Not to mention if Lucifer were to somehow find you in possession of those pills….. his rage would be so great that not even I would be able to stand between you two.”

Another moment of silence happened between them as Arella’s orders went into effect. Mammon let out a soft, discontented growl before finally breaking the silence.

“Fiiiiine. They’re in the safe that’s hidden in my pool table. The combination it 0127. Happy?”

“Very.” She replies cheerily. “Now, you’d better get comfortable, sir, because I’m going to remind The Great Mammon just how amazing, how wonderful , how special, and how loved he is.”

“Whatever, you dork, jus’ get off a me so I can move to a better spot.” He huffed as he shifted around under her, trying to hide the faint blush was already threatening to make itself at home of his cheeks.

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Masterlist 2

[ushiwakaout]

YOUR SERIES FOR THE THINGS YOU THINK HAIKYU BOYS WOULD SAY IS SO GOOD!! Do you write for Tsukishima? Cuz if yes I would really like to know what you think he would say...

thank you, thank you 🥺💖

*sigh* highkey wanting to avoid tsukishima stuff bc i don’t wanna fall deeper into a simp hole

but i guess i’ll do it 🙄 thank fucking god you asked for this bc honestly i was going a little crazy bc i fucking love him so much god fucking damnit

for my sake, y’all are married and you’re a photographer

“mmm, stop poking me.” (7:00 am)

“Hey, i said stop touching.”

“what time is it?”

“No i don’t have practice today... i have school.”

“Not until tonight, so let me sleep.”

“Come back here, i don’t need breakfast right now.”

“Hey i might be slim but i will throw you back in bed if you don’t come back.”

“Wake me up again in like an hour.”

“Mmm, i said wake me up not smother me in kisses.” (8:20 am)

“What’s for breakfast.”

“I’m in the mood for some coffee and a shortcake.”

“What do you mean that’s not breakfast.”

“You may be my spouse but you cannot deny me shortcake.”

“If you forbid shortcake then a want divorce.”

“If you made me pick, i would want a divorce, because it’s like making you pick between me or [your favorite dessert] it’s just evil.”

“I’m not gonna kiss you unless we go get shortcake....”

*motherfucker has such a fucking mood when he wakes up. ESPECIALLY WHEN HE DOESNT GET WHAT HE WANTS. he’s baby but he’s also a bitch*

“have you seen my glasses? i cant see.”

“if you don’t give them to me i’m gonna make you read the menu outloud to me like a crazy person”

“ready for go? i’m starting to get hungry.” (9:00 am)

“are you not going to hold my hand?”

“fine if you get hit by a bike or a car, it’s not my problem.”

“hey actually it will be my problem because i married you, now hold my hand or else i’ll the one pushing you.”

“i’m not an asshole.”

“i’m ordering two cakes, i’m not giving you any of you don’t order for yourself.”

*you don’t order for yourself and just kinda fiddle w his jacket*

“Can i get three strawberry shortcakes and two black coffees, one iced please.”

“Nope you’re not getting the third one.”

*proceeds to eat the two and fiddles with the third*

“Have it, i’d be a waste if you didn’t eat it.”

*if you don’t eat it he will get both physically and mentally upset*

*very much loves seeing you munch down on his favorite dessert*

“Can we go now? I need to study for a test before class.” (10:30 am)

“you’re gonna get hit by a bike, get closer.”

“I wanna get our rings cleaned, their looking a little dirty.”

“So what if it’s only been a year, you know i don’t take it off unless it’s for a match, then i wear the flimsy black one.”

*the ring he gave you was his grandmothers so he’s always fiddling with it when he holds your hand*

“I’m sitting next to you while you edit your pictures, so you can’t complain.” (11:00 am)

*very distracted when he studies because he keeps glancing at you with your tongue out a little while you edit*

*will pinch your tongue*

“It belongs in your mouth.”

*WILL BLUSH OF YOU RESPOND, “so does yours” he will malfunction and flick you’re forehead*

“can you make me a snack?”

“dino crackers will do.”

“hey, don’t make fun of me, you always eat these too. now pass me my crackers.”

“Are you gonna stay alone like a weirdo or are you gonna walk to me the station” (1:00 pm)

“Hurry up and give me a kiss before it’s your fault i miss the train.”

“If you don’t let me go i’m just gonna kiss you again.”

“Idiot let go, i’m gonna be late because of you.”

“Give me another one, you gotta reach for it tho.”

*will laugh in your face before bending down to kissing the tip of your nose*

“Don’t get yourself kidnapped on the way home.”

“What are you doing here? You brought me lunch?” (3:00 pm)

*friends starts asking him who you are*

“My spouse, now stop staring.”

*proceeds to grab your left hand with his to low key show of your rings*

“Let’s go, i’m hungry.”

“Thank you for the food... it was good, could have had less...”

*can’t figure out what to say because it was actually really good but he won’t tell you*

“Could have had less love, that’s what.”

“Stop giggling at me.”

“Hey give me back my-”

*you always take his glasses off before you kiss him, don’t know how he hasn’t caught on yet*

“That was... okay.” (4:00 pm)

“You brought me a shortcake?”

“Wow you do love me.”

“I knew a married you for a reason.”

“You want some?”

“Say ah, no i’m gonna feed you now shut up.”

“Come with me to class, they don’t mind if you’re quiet.”

*will fiddle with your hands when you sit next to him*

*holds your thigh under the desk*

“Stop taking pictures of me.”

“I want coffee again, do you wanna walk to the café?” (6:00 pm)

“I’m hungry again... What? I’m a big boy, leave me alone.”

“Hey if you can reach my hand i’ll buy you a cat.”

*puts his 6’6 wingspans arm up in the air, mind you his hand would probably be up to 6’10*

*Takes pictures of you at the cat café so he can see which one is your favorite for future reference*

“No you couldn’t reach, i’m not getting you a cat”

*fucking liar has been planing on getting u a cat for a good while*

“Just go order the stuff and we’ll head home.” (7:00 pm)

“Sit on the couch with me, we’ll watch a movie.”

*puts on the good dinosaur*

“What? Shut up, it’s a good movie”

“What, no- I’m not crying- you are.”

*flicks your nose*

“See you’re crying too”

“I’m not a bully, you’re a bully.”

“Shut up or i’ll kiss you.”

*will kiss you anyway*

*it doesn’t seem like it but he isn’t a forceful kisser, very soft, long and hot kisses are his go to.*

“I’m gonna shower again, school stressed me out.”

“Take a bath with me” (9:30 pm)

*in the bath his knees are usually always out so he can just hold you while you sit in front of him*

*becomes very soft at night especially when it’s just alone time with you*

*starts kissing your hair, will lightly tease you by massaging your neck and then slowly wrapping his fingers around your neck so he can push your chin up to look at him and he kisses you*

“i know i should say it more but i love you and i know you love me too, and i would trade that for an endless supply of shortcake.”

“See i’m not always a jerk.”

*in bed, he’s the small spoon bc he wants to listen to your heartbeat*

*needs skin to skin contact so his hands are always under your shirt (his shirt) roaming around your back*

“Stop squirming.”

*if you can’t sleep, this man will fuck you to sleep. doesn’t matter what fucking time it is, he gets annoyed and ask why you didn’t tell him sooner so he can fuck you so good*

“Go to sleep or i’ll sleep in the spare”

*lies he hates sleeping alone*

*also... records your reacton while he’s fucking you bc you’re never in front of the camera so he wants you to know how you feel*

*kisses your forehead and then falls asleep to the sound of your breathing*

[shadow--writer]

request: platonic picnic with volta

:D

*bursts through door, trips on my own fucking foot and slides on the floor* hello Courtier fandom 

(these got out of control I apologize for how wild I am, I write what I think and I have a unicycle with the devil at the pedals for a brain)

AND I WROTE THIS LATE LAST NIGHT SO HOLD ON: Requests are still open, but yadda yadda follow 3 characters max rule etc etc. Will also do other Courtiers! *rules are found here

Volta and MC picnic! 

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Okay first of all ya gotta ask if Volta wants to go on a picnic (the answer will ALWAYS be yes but it’s nice to ask)

Anyways Volta will LIGHT UP and start doing a little happy wiggle dance 

She loves hanging out with you and food and she gets both :D 

asckdmndfh she’ll just be,,,so excited days leading up to y’alls little picnic date

Every time she thinks about it she gets a large smile on her face and starts doing her happy wiggle again 

She will...get some stares but no matter Volta is happy and THATS WHAT MATTERS 

Bring Mazelinka’s soup for her and she will burst into tears

She’ll bring sweets! And other foods but hey I’m writing this I can be self indulgent with Volta. She’ll bring cakes and sweetened fruit for you 

Watches very closely as you try her cooking (which is always delicious. Never mind how long she stayed up making it perfect for you)

DANCE WITH HER OMG 

Taking her hands and stumbling around 

I’m going out on a limb here but hear me out 

Volta not quite knowing how to dance in the way you might want to. Like,,,she’s a courtier so my guess she knows how to dance 

But she just can’t relax after years of not being able to 

So you reteaching her how to have fun while dancing because like 

I think Volta would love to dance. Something about letting loose and giggling esp with her excuse me while I just *tissue honks as I blow into it*

She starts laughing as you spin her, tripping over her own feet and skirt hem as she dances with you 

Frosting on y’alls lips and noses :,3

Tripping and falling into the grass, tugging one another down as you fall down a hill 

asldkmsjhghfdj taking her out on a picnic in flower fields and making her a FLOWER CROWN 

She’s just eating some bread and you plop a wildflower crown in her hair 

Y’all im giving myself feelings for the sweet thing give me a moment 

She would feel so honoured and treasured by the wildflowers and HAVE to make you one too 

It’d be a bit sloppy and you’d have flower petals falling around your shoulders but the PRIDE ON HER FACE IS WORTH IT 

Going on a stargazing picnic usually ends with Volta asleep on your chest 

Cold days she brings lot’s of blankets and warm drinks as well 

She loves feeding you lmao, and going on picnics with you would push her to cook and bake more 

idk I just love the idea of Volta making treats for you and bringing new recipes on picnics 

and if your MC bakes she would be happy to try devour in a single bite like the mood she is what you made! (in fact she’d be touched you made something for her as well)