#i gave her her rings back tho lol

[twinkhunter47]

new casual outfit!

[jyoongim]

Hey there! My first time asking/making a request lol, but I had two separate ideas and you can just pick one or something.

First was an alastor w/ fem reader, it's mating season for red and this ones diff bc he's had his eyes on reader or smthn for a min and decides this season he's going to do his best to show off to her, lmao like "look look, I can provide and protect!" a bit intense bc it's mating season, but reader is CLUELESS until at some point it finally clicks and she's all "huh.. ohh SHIT"

Second idea was one that I thought would be funny, like so.. lucifer finds out Al likes reader and even tho he doesn't really like Al he's like " don't worry, I can definitely help with this" but he's lowkey a terrible wingman even tho miraculously it somehow helps in the end???

Again you can choose from either and end it however you want, fluff/nsfw/sfw. Or if none of this is your cup of tea then just ignore me!!

Not me on a fluff binge hehehhehe

hope you guys like it! I’ve been a bit slow to write and upload but I’ve enjoyed reading every request! I’m still taking a slight break but I try to give y’all SOMETHING. Hope y’all don’t mind!!

Lots of love-jyoongim

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Mating season.

Usually an awful time of year that made Alastor more on edge than usual.

But something was different this year…

This mating season, the deer demon wanted a partner….

Alastor had his sights on a pretty doe and he was going to ensure that she was going to be his for the season…

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You rubbed the sleep out your eyes as you greeted everyone as you took a seat for breakfast.

Pancakes. Bacon. Sausage. Eggs. Fruits.

Your stomach rumbled at the delicious smells.

”Fine hellish day isn’t my dear?” Alastor chirped as he piled food fruits and meats on your plate. You blinked at the amount of food on your plate.

”Al my stomach is only so big” you giggled causing the demon to hum as he took a seat beside you.

”A full belly makes a happy doe” he smiled as you happily ate the food.

Alastor watched as you ate, a soft purr rumbling in his chest.

”Why don’t we go for an outing dear?” Alastor suggested as you let out a burp.

You agreed.

It was rather chilly for Hell.

You and Alastor waltz around the city. You happily looked at the displays in many windows. 

You didn’t know Alastor’s agenda but you didn’t mind accompanying him.

You must have lagged behind him a tad as a demon slithered up beside you as you looked over some jewelry.

”what’s a cute thing like you doing all alone?” A deep voice asked causing you jumped, surprised.

”O-Oh hi um I’m just looking that’s all” you gave a nervous smile. Your skiddish nature took over as you took a step back. The demon advanced on you. He was big, could easily overtake you if need be.

”Why don’t I show you around? I don’t see a ring. I can show you a good time” sharp teeth smiled at you menacingly.

Your ears flattened, you might be  small but you could defend yourself. You bared your teeth at the demon making him chuckle

”Now now little lady lets not get ugly” 

You hadn’t realized he had backed you into a corner.

The demon pounced, making you screech as he pinned you to the wall.

Your ears perked as heavy static buzzed through the air. The demon didn’t seem to notice 

 “You’ll make a fine piece of ass”

Black smoke poured through the alleyway and static popped.

”That’s no way to talk to a lady”

Black tentacles dragged the demon and blood-curdling screams escaped the demon, but were quickly silenced as Alastor ripped him apart.

”mine mine mine” Alastor growled as he chomped on the demon.

You gagged as chunks of flesh flew around.

Satisfied that the distasteful demon was in his belly, Alastor looked towards you.

A large sharp claw traced your face, he was growling but his eyes were soft. He morphed to be a bit smaller and helped you up, his red eyes roaming over you.

”I’m okay Al” you reassured giving him a smile. He seemed to calm down and looped your arm with his.

”dishonorable filfth” he hissed as he made his way back to the hotel. You pouted you really wanted to buy something but you’ve had enough excitement for one day.

You looked at Alastor and tilted your head “Al your antlers”

The usual small antlers were now big and standing tall on top his head.

”Nice rack” you giggled making the red demon smirk, his chest puffing proudly.

”than-thank you for all that. I really appreciate Al” you said sheepishly.

The tall demon hummed 

“Don’t mention it my dear. What kind of man would I be if I couldn’t protect you?”

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Alastor had been lingering around you since the little accident. He had growled at anyone who got too close to you.

He was very possessive and protective of you, which you thought was sweet that the demon was worried about you.

You groaned as the sun peaked through your window. You sat up and you blinked in confusion.

Flowers, breakfast, and a tiny box.

Rest up little Doe ~Alastor

Your tail wagged in happiness. You don’t know why Alastor had been so attentive but you were eating it up.

You placed the flowers in a vase and began to eat breakfast.

Your face wrinkled as you pulled a piece of meat from your teeth.

what the fuck?

It was soft and fleshy. You shuddered but ate the rest of your breakfast. You opened the tiny box and keened when you saw the bracelet you had been looking at earlier in the week.

There were cute little radio themed charms.

You quickly cleaned up and went downstairs.

Charlie and Vaggie were sitting in the lobby chatting.

You smiled and waved, your bracelet caught Vaggie’s attention.

”Hey where you get that?” The question also caught Charlie’s attention, she immediately began gushing

”Oh my! Did Alastor get that for you? Omg so cute!”

Vaggie deadpanned “Alastor have been very cozy towards you what’s that about?”

You shrugged “I don’t know but it can’t be anything bad right?”

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“I see you got my gift” Alastor said, coming behind you as you red on the couch. You smiled “Its really nice Al but why the sudden gift giving?”

Alastor smiled “well my dear its mating season”

You blinked. Mating season? What did that have to do-

OH SHIT!

Your eyes widened “Y-You’ve been…”

His lips pulled into a genuine smile “Courting you? Why of course my dear!”

His hand circled the wrist with the bracelet. He brought it up to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to it.

Your body shuddered in delight and your ears flicked as he nipped at your fingers.

Your nose wrinkled at the smell of his pheromones, your tail wagging.

You let out a purr as you rubbed yourself against him and took off running, throwing a wink at him as he followed suit, giggling as he made a grab at your hips as you evaded him.

”Come and solidify your place Mr. Radio Demon” you teased slipping into his room.

A soft growl escaped Alastor as he followed you and had his shadow guard the door.

[thaleleah]

𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶

Pairing: Billy The Kid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Dark-ish!Billy (just the tiniest bit tho), Virgin!Reader, Dub-Con, P in V, Hate Fucking (kinda but not really lol i tried), Fingering, Creampie, Possessive Behavior, Mentions of a gun shot graze, Talk of tying up/restraining/bondage, Slight Dirty Talk, Rough Touches (he grabs her face & throat), Use of the word “drawers” instead of panties cause I'm cringey like that lol

Word Count: 3.5K

A/N: Dedicated to my anon who sent in this ask and put the thought of hate fucking in my head. I tried, hun lol. Didn't turn out how I thought it would and it's not my best work, but it did help me get out of my writing slump a bit sooooo i hope you enjoy it.

A/N 2: Please accept this supposed to be drabble that turned into basically a fic length thing as compensation for not having Godless Part 2 out yet. Hoping to finish it up within the next couple of weeks 🤞🏻

Summary: Jesse's younger sister is a pretty problem for Billy.

He’s so pissed at you. 

Jesse’s little sister once again trying to prove herself useful, trying to prove that she’s ‘one of the boys’, but doing nothing except getting in the way and causing trouble. 

It was supposed to be a quick job. They’ve rustled cattle together enough to have their system down pat, everyone in their gang playing their part perfectly so that they can be in and out of their target’s territory in the shortest amount of time. Very rarely do they get caught in the act now - and if they do, they’re good enough to never suffer losses. 

But when there’s a sweet-voiced, overly driven Miss suddenly among their operation when there’s not supposed to be, things can go wrong. 

You must have followed them, just far enough behind that they didn’t see you during their final look around before starting their run. One minute, everything was fine. None of the ranch owner’s cowboys were in sight and the cattle were proving to be easy to corral, not a single one of them choosing to go rogue and trying to push out of the herd. 

And then the next minute, you were there. You were wearing a dress when they left, a pretty little thing that Billy thought made the color of your eyes pop. It’s not your normal outfit, but you own it now courtesy of Jesse who was tired of hearing you nag about how much you wanted to come with them, how ‘helpful’ you could be if he just gave you a chance, and told you that if you wanted to be helpful you would run down to the local liquor store and make sure he had something to drink when they got back. 

You had switched out of the dress and back into your shirt and overalls, the shoes on your feet traded for riding boots instead of those dainty lace up ones. The hat that sat on your head covered your hair and the first thing that Billy notices when you ride up next to him is how tightly your hands are gripping the reins. 

The sight of you there catches him off guard and his gallop turns into a canter as he stares at you with wide eyes.

“Hey!” Jesse shouts from a little farther out. “What the hell do you think you’re doin’ here?”

“I deserve to be here just as much as any of you,” You reply, head held high as you glare back at your brother. 

“Hell no! Get your ass ou–” 

The bullet whizzes past his head, cutting through the air with a near deadly precision. Everyone ducks, heads snapping to where the bullet came from as the sound of the gunshot rings in their ears. There’s a couple of the ranch owner’s cowboys standing at the top of the hill, firing shot after shot towards the gang and the compromised cattle. Another bullet just barely avoids digging itself into Billy’s arm, the hot lead grazing against his upper arm and tearing through his shirt. Your eyes are wide when Billy shouts in pain, your own yell echoing his as he instinctively clutches his arm. 

He can see in your face that you’re terrified. You don’t know what to do. You’re going to get hurt if he doesn’t do something. 

Without thinking, Billy jerks his horse towards yours, forcefully nudging your own horse in the direction of the nearby treeline while he pulls out his gun with his uninjured arm to help return fire. The gang scatters, most of the cattle is already out past the property line and able to be herded during the commotion. The gunshots continue but no one else gets hit, and the group hollers the entire way back to the house, adrenaline pumping from just the taste of a bit of dangerous contact. 

You stay silent the entire ride back home. So does Billy. And so does Jesse.

But the second your feet are back on the ground, you’re in trouble. 

Jesse lays into you.

“What the hell did you think you were doin’?”

“I just wanted to help!”

“Yeah? Some help you were. You distracted us! You could have gotten us all killed,”

“Them shootin’ at you had nothin’ to do with me! I deserved to be there!”

Billy sits on the top post of the paddock fence as he presses a clean cloth against the graze on his arm, watching you both as you tear at each other's throats. He’s glaring at you too, bright blue eyes piercing into the side of your face as you scream at your brother. He watches as the tears fall from your pretty eyes, twin streams cascading down your cheeks as your hands fly around you in frustration. 

A Pretty Problem. That’s what you are. 

You’re a problem when you’re shooting. Your aim is always off, missing targets by an inch and somehow never able to fix yourself enough to hit them the next time. It’s a problem how you ask him for help, your back pressing against his chest and he guides you to adjust your position. Those are the only times your bullets hit the standing cans. When he steps back and you try again, you’re back to missing, and Billy just refrains from rolling his eyes even as his body feels like it’s been touched with a live wire just from the smallest bit of contact with you.  

You’re a problem when they’re drinking, a bottle in your hand as you try your best to match their intake. The others would leave you on the floor, stepping over you when you inevitably drop from too much alcohol. It’s Billy that picks you up, wrapping his arm around your waist and carrying you to your bed. 

You’re a problem when you’re laying there, sprawled out along the sheets somewhere between sleep and forcing yourself to stay awake. The way you look up at him is a problem, eyes glassy and half-lidded as you mumble a soft ‘thanks, Billy,”. He knows he’s not a good person, no matter how hard he tries convince himself he is, but fuck - he deserves some extra points for the self restraint he has to leave you there like that. 

You’re a problem when you’re being a brat. The constant butting into conversations, volunteering for jobs and then throwing fits when you’re turned down. You’ve taken to pleading with him for support, asking him to speak on your behalf just to make your brother and the other men see sense. 

“You’re the youngest,” You say, and your eyes are wide and nearly watering as you beg. “That’s why they call you The Kid. Doesn’t that bother you? Imagine how I feel!”

And how can you even ask him to do that? You can’t even shoot right on your own. Ain’t no way he’s speaking up for you so you can go on dangerous jobs and get killed. 

No. 

You fight just as harshly as Jesse does, spewing out insults and arguing your points until you’re both blue in the face. Neither of you notice when Billy jumps off the fence and heads into the house. You make him so angry - so naive and so willing to put yourself in danger just to try to prove yourself. Jesse is right. You could have gotten them all killed today with your little stunt. If you hadn’t been there, then their attention wouldn’t have been divided. Maybe he or Jesse could have seen the cowboys up on the hill a few seconds earlier and gotten out of there without even so much as a graze. In this world, every second is important and being distracted for even a moment can cost you your life. 

He’s still stewing when you follow him into the house only a few minutes later. Your eyes are rimmed red, lips puffy from where you’ve clearly been biting them. Bad girl, he thinks as he glares at them. It’s a nervous habit you have and he’s constantly telling you to stop. The sight of your teeth biting into your bottom lip always makes him go crazy. It should be his teeth digging into it instead. 

“What?” He mumbles gruffly.

“Are you okay?”

“Got grazed by a bullet,” He says, his eyes never leaving yours even as he hooks a thumb under one of his suspenders and pulls it off his shoulder. “You think I’m okay?”

He watches you as you watch him pull the other one off too, your eyes following the fallen straps as they hang around his waist. They follow his hands back up as he undoes the buttons on his shirt, one after the other after the other until the thin material separates in the middle and he can push it off his shoulders. 

His skin feels hot under your intense gaze, and the darker more primal part of his brain wishes you would follow his lead. Undo your own suspenders, unbutton your shirt but make it slow - tease him a little bit cause that’s what you are.

A tease and a brat. And he should treat you like one. 

Instead, you’re stepping up to him and placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. Your fingers trace just below the thankfully shallow wound of the graze. “You should let me wrap this for you. So it doesn’t get infected,”

“You shouldn’t have been there,” He says in return, and his anger flares as he watches you roll your eyes. 

“God, Billy. Come on. Didn’t I get enough of this from Jesse?”

“You could have- hey!” Billy’s hand snaps out to grip your jaw, stopping you in your tracks as you turn to walk away from him. He holds you still, forcing your face to stay turned towards him as he growls. “You could have been killed today with your little stunt. You had no place there,”

Your hands clamp around his wrist trying to pry his hand off of your face and your words are determined despite the small flicker of fear present in your eyes. “I deserve to be there just as much as any of you,” 

“Oh yeah? Is that why I had to save you today?”

“You nudged me in a direction I was already goin’ to pull my horse in. I wouldn’t call that savin’,”

He pushes forward, making you shuffle back even as his hand stays firm around your chin. Your back hits the opposite wall, a pretty gasp falling from your lips from the rough movement.

“Brat,” Billy hisses as he presses his body against yours, pinning you to the wall. “You’re a troublemaker. I should tie you to your bed, keep you there - bound and out of harm’s way.”

Your breathing hitches at his words and he can feel the way your fingers clamp tighter around his wrist, those big wide eyes that torment him in his dreams staring up at him. 

“Billy,” You whisper, but he just continues his thought. 

“I’ll take care of you,” He says, voice low and quiet between the two of you but it somehow sounds deafening in the silence of the house. “Keep you fed and safe. Give you a nice blanket to keep you comfortable while you wait for me to get home.”

Billy’s hand releases your chin, calloused palms sliding down your jaw and wrapping around your throat. He can feel how you swallow thickly under his hold. 

“And you can take care of me in return,” He continues, his words almost a growl in your face as his warm breath fans across your skin. “As a reward for keeping you out of trouble.”

Even with only centimeters apart, he can barely hear you as you whisper. “Reward you how?”

And fuck, if you knew all the dirty things that play in his mind at night…

“On your knees,” He says, the hand not currently wrapped around your throat reaches up to flick off the suspender strap around your shoulder. It falls around your waist much like his did just minutes before. “On your back.” The other suspender falls like its twin. 

The sound of your heavy breathing echoes in his ears. His eyes drop to your parted lips and he’s sure that his pupils are just as large as yours are. His breathing stops in anticipation despite the fact that it's him who leans in, closing the distance between the two of you as he presses his lips against yours for the first time. 

He wants to be embarrassed by the sound he makes when he tastes you, so soft and sweet and somehow so much better than he ever imagined. Your breathing shudders when his tongue brushes against your bottom lip, but it cuts off in a soft gasp when he presses in again to kiss you harder. Need curls tightly in his gut, anger burning through his veins at you for making him feel this way. 

So on edge all the time, so unhinged. So desperate. 

The hand around your throat tightens a bit and the little squeak you let out in response has him swelling in his trousers.

“Troublemakers like you need to be put in their place,” He says, voice raw and gravely with lust. “You wanna be a big girl and ride horses all day on dangerous trips?” His nose bumps against yours, lips just barely brushing against your own as he speaks. “You can ride me instead.”

His hand leaves your throat to pull at the button on your overalls, and your own hands grip onto the tight muscles of his biceps. 

“Billy, wait,” You say, hand moving down to cover his as he pops open the buttons, but he grabs your chin in his hold again. 

Wait? Wait? You want him to fucking wait? No, you’ve already made him wait long enough. 

“Shut up!” He growls. “I’ve heard enough from you.”

His other hand manages to push down your overalls and they fall to the ground, pooling around your ankles. You whimper as his hand slides across your belly, his long fingers tracing over your soft skin as they travel down and down until they slip under the thin material of your drawers. 

“Good girls do what they’re told,” He whispers, breathing hot and heavy as he presses his mouth against your cheek, and you can feel the stubble that’s started to grow back already on his jaw scratch at your face. “I’ll have to teach you better.”

You gasp when his fingers first touch you, the gentle caress of his fingertips on your clit that has you jumping against the wall but unable to go anywhere with how he has you pinned. He groans against your cheek when he feels how wet you are already, soaking into the pads of his fingers as he circles the bundle of nerves between your thighs. 

“Billy,” You moan, and he kisses you harshly, cutting off the rest of your sentence if there even was more because he can’t bear the thought of you trying to get him to stop again.

No waiting. No stopping. You’re his. 

“Just be a good girl for me, okay?”

His fingers slide through your wetness, trailing slowly over your slit as his arm pushes deeper into your drawers. The tip of his finger nudges at your entrance, rubbing and teasing against your dripping hole for a moment before pushing inside you, and fuck - you feel so tight around him already. Your pussy clenches around his finger as he moves it inside of you, sweet cries ripping from your throat when he adds another, stretching you more as he curls his fingers against your slick walls. 

He muffles your moans with his lips, and he can’t help but push his hips against you, pressing the thick bulge in his pants against your thigh for some relief. 

Damn you, he thinks. Damn you and your driven attitude, bad shooting, sweet demeanor, and pretty face. Jesse could kill him for this. Jesse would, and he would deserve it. But this is your fault. Your. Fault. You tempted him like this. Threw him off his game and destroyed his self control just by being you and he hates you for it. 

Your moans are a constant now, turning into desperate whines of “Billy, please! Oh, god, please!” as he watches you greedily hump his hand. He’s throbbing in his pants, cock pulsing with need and heavy as he presses harder against your thigh. He’s not going to last long - not with the way you look right now and the way he knows you're going to feel wrapped around his cock just from how you feel clamping around his fingers right now. 

You’re not going to last much longer either, and his fingers thrust inside you faster, thumb rolling over your clit as he pushes you closer and closer towards that edge.

Come on, pretty girl. Be good for me.

He’s never touched you this way before, but it’s like he knows your body inside and out already. The look on your face tells him you’re about to cum, and he wants to see it - wants to see it so badly to see if it matches the same look you have when he makes you cum in his dreams - but he wants to make you suffer. Just a little bit more. Like you make him suffer. 

The cry of protest you make when he pulls his hand away is beautiful, as is the way your eyes widen when he brings the soaked digits to his mouth, sucking your taste from them and fuuuuckkk you taste so good. Of course, you taste this good. 

He kisses you again, sliding his tongue inside your mouth against yours just to make you taste yourself too as he undoes the buttons on his own pants. The restricting material is gone in seconds along with both of your underwear. His hand grips your hip, squeezing the flesh between his fingers before dragging his hand along the curve of your ass and down the back of your thigh.

In one swift movement, he has your leg hooked around his hip and his cock positioned at your entrance. 

“Wait,” You whimper, looking up at him with those beautiful big eyes of yours. “I’ve never–”

“I’ll take care of you,” He says, slowly pushing himself forward. The clench of your pussy as he works his cock inside you feels like heaven, slick walls squeezing him tight as he fills you up. 

Your arms wrap tightly around his neck as he sinks in, face digging into his neck to muffle your soft cry. A pang of guilt shoots through him at your pain. He doesn’t want you hurt. You’re a brat and a troublemaker, but he’s only ever wanted to keep you safe. But the more primal part of his brain keens at the idea. 

It’s your first time. He’s your first. You’re his. Only his.

His good girl.

His pretty problem.

He wants to fuck you hard, wants his hips snapping against yours so hard they leave bruises. Wants you crying against his mouth, moans and whimpers so uncontrollable that your brother and the rest of the gang hears them from outside from how loud you’re being. He’s not going to last long, he was right about that. His hips move slowly against yours, cock dragging against your walls as he pulls out until just the tip is left buried in your cunt. 

Your small whines of pain quickly turn into pleasure as he rocks into you, your warmth hugging his cock so tightly he thinks you might be trying to keep him buried inside you forever. He fucks you faster, pressing you harder against the wall as he claims your lips again. His fingers find the sensitive nub between your legs, rough fingertips circling your clit relentlessly until your panting against his mouth. He greedily swallows your squeal when you cum around him, cunt forming a tight and unforgiving blissful prison around his cock as you drench him and his fingers. 

He moans with you, hips stuttering and inconsistent as your orgasm triggers his. He holds your face against his, his other hand clutching your hip as he holds you still, not letting you run away from him even if you try as he spills himself inside you, painting your walls white.

It’s quiet in the room as you both come down from your high, just the sounds of panting as you both try to catch your breath. He should pull out. Anyone could just walk in at any moment and catch you, but he grits his teeth at the thought of having to move away from you. He’d die happily inside you if he could. So, he takes another moment, letting himself revel in the feel of your still pulsing walls around his length as he lays his forehead against yours.

“You’re goin’ to keep being my good girl, right?” He says softly into the space between you. “Stay out of trouble?”

And despite the exhausted look on your face, when your eyes meet his, all he sees is that strong-willed defiance.

A pretty problem indeed.

[robinbuckleysfringe]

paper rings.

a joseph quinn social media au

pairings: joseph quinn x keery!reader

warnings: pronouns for reader vary between she & they, I've tried to keep it as gender neutral as possible even tho I do use female faceclaims

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

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> tomholland2013 heyy, uncalled for!!

> yninstagram shouldn't have spoiled your movie for me then 😤

> tomholland2013 I'm sorry :((

hichasestokes congrats on being booked and busy. idk how you do it 🐝

> yninstagram i love all these projects, but really I just wanna nap

tomholland2013 wait. THEY GAVE YOU A DOG?? unfair :((

> yninstagram someone sounds jelly lol. sucks to be you I guess 🤷🏻‍♀️

josephquinn not you posting this like you didn't tell me on set 2 days ago. congrats tho, you deserve it :))

> yninstagram thanks joe 🫶🏻

> josephquinn also can you give me my guitar back now? please. I need to practice

> yninstagram you'll have to find me first haha 🤪

> nattyiceofficial they're in their trailer

> charlie.r.heaton just follow the sound of pure chaos and you'll find them 😂

user SHUT. UP

user is this real??

user omg can't believe you're bringing Kate Bishop to life!!! so excited for this!!

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I'm aiming for this little series to have about 6 parts to it, like my tom blyth one. but feel free to comment anything you'd like to read/see in this (or any future) social media aus 🩷

[yutasbimil]

Raincheck

woozi x fem!reader | seventeen ff. [one-shot] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff cw: hogwarts!au, slytherin!woozi, prefect!woozi, sly gf testing jihoon's nerves lol, teasing, couch cuddles, you're different houses with jihoon, established relationship, fluff! note: this is an old piece I wrote! just wanted to share it here as well :3 ! also, not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, tho hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 1.1k

do not repost © yutasbimil (2018)

The rain pouring hard outside can't seem to be heard well in the Slytherin common room.

The only thing that can be heard from the dimly lit room was the mild crackling embers by the fireplace, and the blond Slytherin humming along as he got himself comfortable on the couch.

Maybe it is actually the resounding, non-stop downpour outside or is it that Jihoon got too engrossed in a book he got from the Restricted Section that got him too preoccupied, that he didn’t even notice someone creeping into him.

"What are you doing here?" He says, almost a hiss at the figure of the person he's so familiar with. 

He almost flinched at the sudden presence, as if she apparated in front of him. His voice reverberates a bit too uncomfortably due to the lack of people occupying the room, it's as if both their breathing echoes along the droplets of rain.

Y/n just comes in and sneaks into the Slytherin common room as if it's her usual thing— quite a common… room occurrence to put that pun lamely out of the box.

Well, it might as well be, but it isn't as settling for the older male as she's so casual about it.

His eyebrows remained knitted together, looking at the girl standing before him. He was so sure that everyone was out since there are still classes on-going...

"Y/n, seriously, this is not the time that..."

She shushes him quickly. Not even bothering about the daggers he's shooting at her as she quickly makes herself comfortable on the couch.

This is definitely not the time I am in a particular mood to see my girlfriend busting into another house’s territory.  Let alone her breaking the rules.

‘Rules are meant to be broken,’  a smug tone rings in his ears. Jihoon could already hear her mischievous lips saying those exact words to retort to him.

He remains his glance over her, following her every move like a hawk hunting for its prey. He suppressed a sigh. Even seeing her in her pajama pants, feeling way too comfortable and home-y to be even in a different house common room.

Jihoon just grips on the book at hand and then settled to place it on the table nearby.

“Come on. I’m asking you. Answer me,” he pressed with a tone full of authority.

But she gave no flying broomsticks about it.

“How bossy,” she snickers, finally talking after being silent at Jihoon.

He just glares at her.

“Come on. Jun told me how to get in… And I know things around here already.” She says nonchalantly, as if it’s gonna convince him. He just puffs, way too distracted to even go back to the book he’s reading.

He stares right at her.

“Have you even forgotten about that ‘raincheck’ we talked about, Ji?” she slightly tilts her head sideways, then puts her lips into a thin line. “Earlier?  …this week?”

More staring.

“You told me? Because you were busy and…” She bits her lip, necessarily pausing to give time for him to put the puzzle pieces together, but he’s just left with more pieces. Y/n suppresses a huff.  “Nothing…?”

She crosses her arms when Jihoon looked more confused than he already is with handling plants in their Herbology classes. And FYI, he got an E on his O.W.L.S. result.

“I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about.” He says in defeat. Y/n only nods absentmindedly, leaning in close to him to remind him of some things.

“You told me that I can come by this week since your schedule’s more free, and that if I can come by at my convenience… I can then spend time together with you in the dorms...” she says, as if laying out a parchment of proof for him to remember. Exams might’ve taken a huge toll on his brain power hence being so absentminded.

Jihoon goes back to his stern look at her, as if he really can’t trace back on anything that he might possibly said.

Y/n slumps her shoulders yet again.

“At least look like you’re happy to see me.” Y/n cooed, gesturing a bit of affection to trickle out of the male’s sharp expression.

Finally, Jihoon’s features soften.

Okay, he does remember some of it coming off his lips, but I didn’t mean it in a sense you barging in here like a mad woman…  He holds back a sigh.

“Well, I am, but still…” He looks away for a moment, worrying his lower lip. Being a prefect he is… he’s also bothered of course. She might get in trouble.  Not on my watch that she’ll get away with it, that is.

“Stop worrying too much, and let me be…” She says in retort, automatic as if reading his mind. But that’s full of guts for her to express. “Besides, the seniors know me too well. I assure you I am safe here.” She stretches a bit, and even gets comfortable by the toasty fire nearby. It contrasts with the cold stares the older male is giving her, along with the cold weather cooping them inside.

He rolls his eyes at her, letting out a chuckle. 

“This is why you get issued on how much of a Slytherin you are.”

“And do you think I care, Oppa?” Y/n sat right up at that, then pouts her lips, playing with the ends of her sleeves. “I don’t think that’s a bad thing though.”

“Like I said, so Slytherin-like of you.”

Y/n emits a soft laugh at that, standing up to even do a curtsy for him. “Thank you, my good Sir.”

It remained quiet after a while.

Even as she gives him a smirk, she still gets silence from the older male. The coldness surrounding them reflects the feeling like the foggy glassed walls enrapturing the muddled stares between them. It’s a distinct type of tension, no words are needed to be exchanged to reveal it.  

Y/n shakes her head lightly, perking a brow at him followed by a cheeky smile. “So that means to say I am welcome here anytime then, huh?”

That finally got a reaction from him.

“Unbelievable.”

“Dude , you’ve been seeing bizarre, floating things and disappearing objects on and off for almost two decades,” she throws her hands high, then gesturing at him and to herself, “and you do not believe in an enchanted lady like me?”

“I do agree with the ‘enchanted lady’ part.” He responds and then clears his throat.

Jihoon avoids his gaze as he begins to feel he’s letting himself loose. He shrugs off the blush across his ears and cheeks with a question he had been throwing at the younger.

“What actually brings you here, Y/n?”

She laughs at that, putting both her hands behind her. “Oh, come on, babe. No need to sound so casual.” Y/n smiles. 

He just sounded stiff there at his probe.

She pats him on the head. “Lighten up a bit.”

In these instances, he begins to question if they really switched houses. He gets quieter and curious-er whenever she’s around, and her being the sneaky and more of the talker between them.

“I will, now that I got you here.”

Without a word, Y/n envelopes Jihoon in her arms, giving him a light peck on the side of his face. Jihoon wraps his arms around her as he kisses the top of her head.

He breathes in her scent, feeling her legs wrap around his. Jihoon stares at her. “You missed me too much, huh?”

Y/n just warmly beams, nodding in response.

Jihoon then puts a stray hair of hers behind her ear, tucking more of her hair behind her jumper. He leans closer to her again, seeping in more of her warmth.

She scrunches her nose at that, with Jihoon’s eyes forming into light crescents as both of them are immersed into each other’s world again. 

They just let the sound of the loud pouring rain seep into them, letting the warmth of each other be enough to ease the coldness they feel.

“What are the odds to have both our classes cancelled, huh?” Jihoon asks after a while, content as the sound of the rain is still evident outside. Y/n finally has done her explaining to him.

“And what better way to spend it like this then.” She leans more on his chest, breathing in his fresh scent with ease as she felt vibrations from him as he lets out a chuckle.

“It does feel nice…” he says, more of a thought out loud.

“And come on, champ, let’s not use our spare time thinking about that and just spend it wisely instead.” she prompts with a pat on his shoulder, scootching closer till they’re no longer hair strands apart. So clingy.

“I’m just saying.” Jihoon moves his arm above the shoulder, playing bits of her hair.

She feels his shoulders relaxing as he heaves in a deep breath.

It feels nice here, it gets more comfortable as time passes, she thought, closing her eyes.

Like home.

She lets the silence envelop them, a smile slowly forming a similar curve on both their lips.

Maybe she does belong here after all.

She accepts her Slytherin side more so in these instances.

And imagine if they were in the same house though… She can get all the time she needs and wants to have him at arm’s length and look after him.

But for now, she can manage very well to slither in their dorm to her convenience.

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[peacesells-imbuying]

Sami Yaffa and a sleepy girlfriend. And they just nap together constantly 😭. ("Hey wheres Sami?" "Asleep." "Okay where's his girlfriend?" "Asleep ON him.") They could be out and about and one of them falls asleep so the other falls asleep too 🤭. Out in the park? Nap time‼️‼️‼️ Band practice (or wtv it's called idk) suddenly his girlfriend is asleep and so is he. While holding his bass. And her. At the same time. Because why not. Casual movie date in one of their apartments? Suddenly they're asleep and they wake up 14 hours later in a completely different position on the floor tangled in the blanket. And if he's not asleep his girlfriend is just napping. ("Sami is your girlfriend alive?" "What do you mean." "It's been like 16 hours since I last saw you both and she's still on the couch." "Oh. Yeah she's just napping. I checked. She's alive." "Okay then...") Sometimes the other guys will leave a room for like 5 seconds and come back and suddenly they're both out cold and snoozing.

holy-I think this is adorable 😻 feel honored fr.

Masterlist | Info Blog

Fyi mostly just u & sami sleep lol feel free to skip or scheme through. There's a bonus tho 😁

If there was one thing someone had to point out similarities about you and Sami, it would be sleeping. Quick explanation, you both ways fall asleep or nap together.

"Hey, where's Sami?" Razzle asked Mike bored out of his mind. "Asleep." Of course. Razzle thought in his head. "Okay, and his girlfriend?" Mike gave Razzle a look, everyone knew by now. If one of them is asleep so will the other be. "Asleep on him." Razzle sighed flopping down next to Mike.

To your surprise, no one was annoyed.

Place: Park

"Sami! Let's go to the park!" You dragged him away from his bass guitar and zoomed outside. Sun bright but the clouds blocked the heat. It was perfect weather. 10 mintues later, you feel asleep. Sami smiled, soon resting his head on yours closing his eyes as you both held each other hand.

Place: Band Pratice

"Sami! Come on-" Nasty immediately lowered his voice. You guessed it, both you and Sami were sleeping. Sami left arm held his bass, while his right arm held you. "What are we going to do with you both?" Nasty whispered walking away back to the others.

Place: your apartment

Sami rented out a movie earlier and suggested you both watched it at your place. How could you say no? It seemed fun! So that's how you both spent the day. You were actually tired from work so you zoned out, falling asleep. Sami laughed as you slept, soon sleeping as well two hours later.

Ring! Ring! Your phone wall blared waking both of you. It had been fourteen to sixteen hours since anyone last seen you both. "Hello?" Sami picked up your soon half asleep. "Sami?" Nasty worried tone was confusing to Sami. "Yeah?" "Fuck man, I tried calling you earlier." Oh.. "Sorry, I feel asleep at y/n's place." Nasty sighed in relief. "Dont be, glad your good. See you later." With that he hanged, Sami went back to sleep.

So there you have it. Everyone either gets heart attacks or annoyed. But they love us.

Extra 🕸

"Sami. Uh is she good?" Mike pointed at your sleeping body. "It's been like 16 hours since I last saw you both and she's still on the couch." Sami laughed. "Oh, yeah. Shes just napping, still alive. Don't worry I checked." Mike laugh a bit awkwardly. "Ohhh alright."

5 seconds later...

Sami feel asleep. Again.

[braveasnouns]

sweet tooth sexuality headcanons and headcanons in general pretty plewse(i’m starved for content)

hi hi! I too am content starved!!

I have SO many things to say about this show and this ship, I had to narrow my list down for this post so I’ll probably post even more hcs and random thoughts soon! I am keeping some for future fics tho hehe

I apologize that I don’t have too many Sexuality hcs!

- To me, Bear and Tiger are both lesbians! the way they both dress honestly makes so much sense for the 2010s era of queer fashion that they would have access to from before the crumble (if we’re assuming this show is set in the present, which I do for ease ). Bear wears a ring on her thumb! this is a symbol of lesbianism too and I wouldn’t have been surprised to see a carabiner on Tigers hip either. to me they both already knew they were lesbians and I think they were together before the show started, but of course were estranged throughout.

- I think that the Animal Army was pretty queer in general! I can definitely see some of them being in relationships and some being trans that we didn’t get to explore! I also lowkey think that if that weren’t the case they would be having babies and stuff because WHO is teaching these orphaned teenagers anything about their bodies? yeah…

- Becky coming back from everything that happened in season 3 and not only getting to see the kids, but seeing Tiger there too and finally, finally feeling safe for one of the first times in her life. all of them coming out of fight mode and slowly learning what it is to heal, what relationships look like when there isn’t something dangerous looming over their heads. figuring out who they really are in a way they could never do before.

- I think that Becky remembers more about her childhood before her parents passed then she says, but keeps it to herself because internally she feels like everything she puts out into the world is taken away.

- I imagine Wendy (when she’s a little older) coming to Becky and asking her for advice and about Becky’s feelings for Tiger, trying to figure out her own feelings for Gus! this is so cute to me because I assume the couples both met around the same age. and Becky feeling so proud and like she won at big sister when it works out for them!!

- Tigerbear having little signals and mannerisms that no one else would understand leftover from when they needed to communicate without words in a fight. a certain whistle/noise or hand motion that seems like absolutely nothing but says exactly what it needs to for them.

- Tigerbear play-fighting in the woods in yellowstone, like a game of tag but they legitimately use fighting techniques and take each other down frequently. all the kids always wanting to join so they tone it back when playing with them, but absolutely and lovingly hunt each other down when it’s just them two. they would also kiss when they catch each other, yes this is true they told me!

- playing off of that, I think within their new, more calm lifestyle they both get the zoomies from time to time and absolutely have to run around to get it out of their systems, their bodies are too used to the chase lol. Jepp probably looks at them both like they’re insane when they willingly run a mile, but appreciates it because it usually gets all of the kids pretty tired too.

- at some point when they had time off in animal army HQ they most definitely gave each other stick and poke tattoos, i’m not *exactly* sure where or what they were, but i know in my heart that it happened.

- keeping the rest of the animal armies memories alive through stories and songs, making a book full of them like Katniss and Peeta did after the war in mockingjay.

[folkwhorerain]

Safe and sound.

tess servopoulos x gn!reader

gif is mine<3 I want her to look at me the way she looks at Joel.

Summary: you get home after being beaten up by a stranger and, as you feared, your girlfriend isn't pleased by your conditions.

A/N: as I said in my previous fanfiction, writing is not my thing unless it's little poems or stuff like that, so I'm sorry if my writing skills aren't the best, lol. English is not my first language either, so I apologize for eventual mistakes! I promise I tried my best <3

Warnings: Tess (yep, she's a warning), violence, inappropriate language, angst and a tiny bit of sexual activity (not really tho. That's an exaggeration).

"Where have you been?"

When you heard the voice you usually loved you couldn't help but squeez your eyes in pain for the headache it gave you in that moment. You mentally cursed yourself as the action caused you a sharp pain near your left eye, right where you've been beaten just a few hours before.

You shut the door of the apartment you and Tess shared right behind you, not having the courage to look at her, knowing that if you did, she would lose her mind at the sight before her. Fortunately she acted like she didn't even acknowledge your presence, too busy counting the ration cards she was able to get that day.

"Nowhere." was your only response, not caring about sharing any more information due to the blood leaving a shitty taste on your mouth and your lungs failing to give you enough oxygen.

Tess just shrugged her shoulder, keeping her eyes on the new loot, which was greatly appreciated by you, so you didn't have to give her any kind of explanation to why your face looked like shit.

When you were able to squeeze your eyes enough to focus your sight on her, you saw the plenty of ration cards she had. Due to the work FEDRA forced her to do or some contraband, you didn't know and right now you didn't get yourself to care enough.

Your body crushed on the sofa with a loud thud, and you cringed at how stupid you were for not being gentle with the fresh bruises you had all over your body.

Tess heard you groan in pain and immediately snapped her eyes at you, tilting her head to take a better look at your figure. Consequently, you turned your head to the opposite side, not allowing the brunette to see the pain written all over your face. You weren't in the mood to deal with what happened, yet.

"What's the matter?" She got up from the kitchen chair and walked towards the couch you were lying on. When she noticed you weren't giving her an explanation and you were struggling to breathe, she forced you to look at her, taking you by the chin with too much force.

The action made you gasp in pain. "Shit."

"What the fuck happened?" You closed your eyes at the sudden raise of her voice, every sound making your ears ring, and now you were wondering if the hit you took didn't ruin your hearing. "Who fucking did this to you?"

Another groan left your mouth as you tried to sit properly on the couch, Tess tried to help as she sit right beside you, a hand on your lower back.

You licked your lip, sensing the blood coming out of it. "Some motherfucker cornered me in a desolated alley. That's all". Tears tried to escape your eyes as you felt your breathing becoming unsteady. The pain on your chest made you feel like some sort of water pressure was trying to drown you. "He was desperate for some ration cards and someone told him I had plenty."

"Who?"

"I don't know, Tess." You raised your voice in frustration. "I tried to be reasonable with him but he hit me in the stomach and threw a fucking bottle at my fucking face."

"Son of a bitch." Her voice was above a whisper. Nothing good. Too calm.

Suddenly she got up, urging herself to search for a cloth and alcohol.

As she did so, you tried to distract yourself with the city beyond the window. The sky was still a light blue with the sun shining high, illuminating the apartment you learnt to call home. Your eyes landed to where Tess was and you noticed she was already looking at you. She stopped her research for a moment, placing both her hands on the kitchen counter, furious eyes never leaving your body. By the way she was clenching her jaw and by the way her knuckles turned white when she closed her hand in a fist, you could tell she was beyond furious.

People usually feared you, not daring to even look your way whenever you'd walk down the streets. Everytime Tess was with you (which was 99% of the time due to her overprotective nature) they feared for their lives. And when Joel was on your other side, they even changed direction immediately.

Guess the guy who attacked you didn't know who you were. Maybe he was a new, poor soul that just got into the prison you called the QZ, trying to survive the strict rules FEDRA had.

"Tess, can you fucking relax for a moment?He was probably just a teenager. 19 years old, tops. You know these guys born after the outbreak never learned how to fucking argue." You scoffed, a breathy laugh escaped your mouth as you tried to ease the air that was getting heavier, of course you were not helping your girlfriend calm down.

She was dangerously quiet, probably thinking of all the ways she could kill that fucker. Then, after a few deep breaths, she joined you back to the sofa and kneeled in front of you, soaking the cloth with the Scotch you two drank when you allowed yourself to take a break from reality.

"I could think of other reasons you could be kneeling in front of me." Your flirtatious ways came out easily, making you recall the events of the night before, adorning your cheeks with a light shade of pink at the thought.

Tess couldn't help but smirk and you relaxed your shoulders knowing you could at least make her feel better. You knew she felt guilty about what happened. Tess never allowed you to got out alone for this very reason. The thought of you getting hurt worried her more than she liked to admit. She wasn't ready to lose another person.

"Shut up, okay?" She drank a bit of the Scotch to ease her nerves then passed the bottle to you. The alcohol stinging the cut on your lower lip, making you cringe. "Take a deep breath."

You did as she told you, shutting your eyes for what was to come.

"Fucking hell," You shouted as the cloth came in contact with your fucked up face, your hand now gripping tight her arm to ease some of the pain you were feeling.

She whispered an apology, her left hand never leaving your hip, stroking it a little. You placed your hand on hers, squeezing it in gratitude. The cuts on your knuckles from when you tried to defend yourself opened up as you did so, but you didn't get yourself to care. Her eyes met yours and she couldn't help but smile when she saw the adoration in your eyes. The smile didn't last long as she recalled some motherfucker risked to take that away from her. So she hardened her features again before licking her lips, thinking of her next move. "I'm gonna make him pay."

Your stomach dropped as you heard those words, not really surprised they came out of her mouth. Of course she would make him pay, just like she made a random man pay because he wistled at you while you were doing your daily errands. The blood you saw that day was so much you couldn't believe one single person could have that amount in their body. You were surprised he got out of it alive.

"Tess—"

"I fucking will, Y/N." Her words weren't the thing that scared you, no. It wasn't the first time she said them. What was scary was the calmness her tone held. Like she was talking about what to eat for dinner and not killing a fucking person.

You watched carefully as she got up, leading to where her gun was placed. You followed her as quick as your aching body allowed you to and placed both of your hands on her hips, firmly kissing her neck. Her back was now against your front and her head was tilted to the side. You smirked, knowing that you were about to have her where you wanted her.

"Bold move, Y/N," she breathed out when you moved her hair to the side to kiss the pulsing point on her neck. "I know what you're trying to do. I'm not changing my mind."

"I'm not doing anything," you muttered moving your hands under her shirt. Your fingers brushing her stomach every so often.

Tess wasn't the submissive one of the relationship, quite the opposite. She never allowed you to touch her without her permission unless she was feeling stressed or angry, just like she was feeling now.

You were now kissing her shoulder, causing her to shiver against your touch.

The smirk on your face was so big that you feared you could cause your wound to cut open again, but you didn't mind. If there was any chance you could keep her from getting in trouble, you would've taken it.

"So fucking pretty." You whispered as you cupped her breast. The action making her slightly turn her head to look at you, immediately attacking your lips with her own.

Bingo.

"Stop." She demanded with a shaky voice. If you thought she would've given up her new mission just for a few kisses, you were wrong. So, with all the strength she had to not jump on you, she detached herself from your body. "Maybe we could continue this after I'm done with that asshole."

You watched her as she adjusted the gun in her jeans, not giving you the opportunity to argue. She then looked for something in her drawer. What she was searching for you didn't know but you were sure whatever it was, it wasn't good.

"Wait here." she demanded before kissing your forehead. The simple gesture made you momentarily forget why she was leaving in the first place.

It was a complete waste of time convincing Tess to do something she didn't want to. She was persistent, a real pain in the ass from time to time, but you knew what you were getting yourself into when you fell for her. You well aware of all the shit she did and the bad things she would've keep doing even after you'd tell her you didn't agree with her actions. She was like that, it was impossible to change her mind. And you were still learning how to deal with it.

"I'll be back soon." She gave you one last look and with that, she left.

You huffed heading to the bed you two shared, convincing yourself a good sleep would help you ease the nervousness you felt knowing your girlfriend was risking her life just for something she could've easily shrug off. Giving the fact that you worked all day and that you took a few punches, tiredness overcomed your body immediately so you didn't even try to fight it when your eyes shut and your body relaxed.

•••

"Scoot." Tess said, startling you. Then she scoffed as she took off her jacket. "You always take all the bed when you sleep."

You briefly looked around and noticed the sun has since long set. Tess' silhouette was illuminated only by the moonlight.

You moved to your side and turned around, staring at the wall in front of you, your back now facing her.

Suddenly you felt a pair of strong hands around you and her hot breath on your neck, then a kiss was placed right on the crown of your head.

"Everything alright?" Despite the tiredness in your voice, the hint of concerne was evident in your tone. "You're not hurt, are you?"

She made you turn around to face her, silently giving you permission to check her yourself, which was highly appreciated by you. When you made sure there wasn't any sign of injury, you released a breath you didn't know you were holding.

You turned around again and she pressed her front to your back, caressing your side slowly.

"One thing's sure, dear," she whispered, gripping your thigh. "He's not gonna hurt you again."

If you read the whole thing I'm sorry for wasting your time thank you so so much! I hope this little piece of crap fanfiction satisfied your expectations.<3

[motor-city-selfryed]

bad blood predictions!! 🧌🔥 10.5.24

this is an insane yap fest once again just like how it was w my summerslam predictions so BEWARB ‼️ /ref

🦇 - liv morgan (c) vs rhea ripley

winner? probably rhea ripley

why? I feel like this would only be this way because usually when they fight, dom is always out there, and he usually costs the match for rhea which allows liv to win. if hes in a fucking shark cage above the ring then i think livs lowkey cooked 😭😭 the only way liv would win is if dom threw up on rhea bc of him being claustrophobic LMFAO...plus im rlly tired of liv with the belt like girl i love liv just as the next person but rhea didnt LOSE her title?! she gave it up bc of injury and seeing liv flaunt this belt around irks me so uhm !! rhea better win lowkey (but i still have a feeling livs gonna win im just biased as hell😽😽)

🦇 - damian priest vs finn bálor: 

winner? finn's winning this shit im not gonna lie

why? bc its finn fucking balor ?? im sorry but damian has been getting his ASS BEAT lately and while yeah duh its a 4 on 1, even when it isnt his ass is getting beat 🤧 id still be happy if he wins dont get me wrong but i have a feeling finn is gonna annihilate him fr fr...plus finn is still extremely angry with damian and how he still has this grudge against him so hes gonna fight harder to win bc of how hurt he is.

🦇 - nia jax (c) vs bayley

winner? nia jax 

why? bc once again hello its nia jax ?? have yall SEEN the way she literally kills these mfs and runs thru them like theyre absolutely nothing it's hilarious 😭😭😭 i love them both but nia jax has had a fantasic ass title run and i still wanna see what she will do more of if she retains. bailey as champ was lowkey boring anyway so im rooting for my girl jax on this one...plus, even tho it's cliché, i kind if hope tiffany does cash in on her so that there can be more of a storyline to continue on :-)

🦇 - cody rhodes/roman reigns vs the bloodline

winner? cody and roman lol

why? i feel like wwe would of course let cody snd roman beat the ever living shit out the bloodline bc this fake bloodline bs has been going on for such a long time yk and with roman being back, hes gonna try and get that ula fala back so that he can once again be considered the tribal chief! itll make him more of a face imo which i think is what wwe is trying to do and uhm cody is already the face of wwe atp so u already know they have to make it like...a hero complex ☠️ i also wanna see how theyll continue this storyline if cody and roman win too bc what would be next?? so exciting!! i also hope either paul heyman, jimmy uso, or the rock returns on this since cody rhodes teased that a "big man" is coming back on the pat mcafee show

🦇 - CM PUNK VS DREW MCINTYRE GIGGLES SQUEALS KICKS MY FEET BLUSHES my bad

winner? uhm..well..fuck...

why? for some reason with cm punk and drew matches, its always hard to just think about a clear winner bc for one, they r both going to (AND PROMISED BTW) to fucking DESTROY eachother, so if theyre both promising the same shit, its harder to like pick n choose bc i could see either of them winning. i feel like for me, i think drew will win just so that he can flaunt and say he beat cm punk for the last time and then the feud will (FUCKING SADLY) be over bc if punk wins, drews gonna start crying n shit again yk LMAOOO so i think drew will have his last win against cm punk so that they can move on and make more feuds 🙏 they r abt to kiss in ring tho mark my words, they finna pull a hangman/swerve BAHAH

[pandorasword]

Chaeri as the 8th and youngest member of BTS.

Silver lips pt2

❒ pairing: Jungkook x 8thmember!OC

❒ genre: Spicy but not too spicy, I guess it's up to you lol

❒ words: 1.5k

❒ summary: In which the urge to be the first to kiss her ex-boyfriend since he got a lip piercing becomes something more

❒ notes: Read part one here -> Silver lips part one

❒ warnings: Tipsy OC; Half Naked OC; JK calling OC 'love' like A LOT

CHAERI'S MASTERLIST

Takes place during the events of the American Music Awards 2021

A matter of minutes, a bottle of particularly alcoholic champagne and an euphoric performance were enough to bring Chaeri sitting on one of Jungkook's legs with the claim of being the first to taste his lips after the piercing addition. 

His hands laid somewhere between her hip and back, sending shivers through the too-thin fabric of the dress she was wearing.

"You want me to kiss you"

"Yes"

Not even a hint of hesitation in her voice. The girl had wanted no more since the day he walked in front of her with the silver ring decorating his lips.

"Take it yourself"

It had always been their habit, or rather an intimate game, to tease each other and enjoy whoever could get the other to give in first to the temptations offered. She couldn't keep count of how many times she'd heard him say those three words. When they were in a relationship she gave him a hard time way more often than Jungkook liked to admit. For the past two years, however, such interactions between them became so rare that she couldn't hold on as long as she wanted. That man would melt her and rearrange her at his will.

All she had to do was lean over just enough to place her lips on Jungkook's and feel him gasp, as if he was taking his first breath of air since the moment she sat on him.

Chaeri's eyes were closed to isolate any sense other than that feeling.

Her hands were immediately on either side of the boy's neck as they both parted their lips to satisfy their appetite for the other.

The piercing was a sweet and exciting addition to which Chaeri paid special attention. She bit, pulled and licked his lips. For that her mind was lighter than for all the alcohol she had drunk since the awards evening had ended.

Jungkook helped her settle better on him. He held her suspended long enough for Chaeri to spread her legs and position them on either side of his thighs. She was fully seated on him. A moan of pleasure escaped from both of their throats as their privates met in that position.

Jungkook's fingers began to travel down her body, tracing imaginary lines from her ankles up to her thighs, to the edge of her dress.

Chaeri pulled away from his lips to enjoy the sight of his touch

"You are so soft, love. So delicate. You make me want to ruin you."

She felt the pressure on her thighs getting heavier and heavier. The boy's eyes a mixture of desire and perdition. They were doing something terribly wrong and yet it felt so right

"God, Jungkook."

The firm grip he had on her made her tremble. She needed something more

"I haven't even touched you properly yet, why are you falling apart so easily?"

She could see he was enjoying too much himself on making her so desperate

" Actually, I was wondering why you hadn't started, afraid you might not satisfy me enough?"

His cocky smirk made its way out again "Pretty bad if you think that, love. It's my fault, tho, if you don't remember how satisfied you are when I touch you. It's been too long. I promise it will happen so often that you won't be able to forget anymore."

Oh, that was her favourite form of seduction: Confident words. And the knowledge that they were not just words but facts that, of course, she remembered perfectly.

She stole another kiss from him, quickly. And another. And another. She could have consumed her lips and still wouldn't have had enough.

Jungkook's touch went up her dress, her butt, her back, all the way to the front, running his chilly fingertips over her breasts, which made her gasp instantly.

Underneath she had no top or bra, just extremely thin boob tape.

She bit her lips to keep from moaning at such a light touch.

"Oh, sensitive there, aren't we?" 

Her nipples became turgid and evident through the cloth. She could feel Jungkook's pants become even tighter underneath her and her panties even wetter

He bent down to kiss the sensitive part first on her dress. He gave both breasts a little kiss. Not satisfied, he preferred to slide the layer that separated him from her skin down to rest on her belly. Gently he peeled the tape off her breasts, tossing it somewhere behind them

"Useless"

She, at that point, was literally on the edge of begging him to take her there, in that chair, at the risk that any moment someone from the staff, one of their members or worse, one of the managers, might walk in and find them in that state. She only wanted him, everything else was irrelevant.

"So pretty"

He rested his lips on a bare nipple again, this time. He took his time to taste it, play with it with his teeth and intensify the rubbing with the piercing.

Chaeri's throat was so dry it almost hurt to speak "Please". She felt herself burning from the inside. Jungkook's eyes rose to hers. He was so gorgeous. And he was her own for that night.

"Please what, love?"

Please what? Please make me yours, please don't stop kissing me, please let this moment never end. She could have answered in a million ways

"I don't know"

She felt the vibration of his laughter on her bare skin "You've already become a mess"

Jungkook squeezed both hands behind the girl's back as he brought his mouth to her neck. Chaeri's most sensitive spot. And they both knew it well. At first his lips were gentle, sliding up the length of her skin, leaving small kisses along the way. When he began to bite, however, all the girl's remaining composure faded. She gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin. He bit and sucked on one particular spot where in the past had left numerous marks. He overstimulated that part so much that he heard Chaeri say to him "Please stop, you will leave a hickey". And that was exactly what happened. He ran his tongue over it. Red and inflamed it marked the weight of Jungkook's presence in Chaeri's life. He was fucking proud of it. And he was completely lost for the girl who sat on him.

Should he really have spent his life feeding off those fleeting moments, driven by a lack of common sense and rule-breaking? It was not enough for him, yet he had been given no alternative. "I lov-"

Those almost spoken words were enough for her to regain her self-control. She was quick to cover his mouth with her hand. No, she did not want to hear him say those words

"Don't say that. Don't say it or I won't be able to pretend that none of this ever happened tomorrow. That everything we were never happened."

The air full of electricity and sexual desire faded in seconds, all was followed by minutes of silence. Their gazes were glued to each other, full of comprehension, melancholy and regret. The boy gently kissed the inside of her hand, permission to break free from the imposed silence. Chaeri released his mouth and calmly got to her feet again, he immediately after her. One step from each other.

"Let's put you back in shape and go where the others are."

Chaeri nodded and did not retreat when he gently helped her pull up the sleeves and corset of her dress. They could both see their reflection in the long mirrored wall at the back of the room, where only a few hours earlier they had spent their time preparing for the performance.

She was at least decent. But certainly the shape of the still turgid nipples poking out of the fabric and the obvious hickey on her neck left little to the imagination. She kept looking at herself in the mirror as she pondered how to solve both problems when Jungkook slid the jacket off his body and laid it on her shoulders "Cover yourself with this. For your neck, if you allow me to.." He left the sentence pending as he pulled from her hair the silk ribbon that had held it in a half-tied hairstyle until that moment. He wanted to put it around her neck as if it were a chocker, an accessory worn on purpose. He stood behind her as he knotted it. "Thank you." He gave her a smile, completely different from the ones he shown her moments before.

When he was done helping her, he took a step back.

"Maybe I'd better go out first, you can join us in a few minutes."

Jungkook nodded, shoving his hands into his pockets. Nervous, uncomfortable. That situation had been going on for too long and was getting hard for both of them. Chaeri walked towards the door determined to join the members who chose to entertain themselves with international celebrities at that event. She rather stayed with Jungkook, of course.

"Call me a fool-"

The boy's voice stopped her just before she crossed the door

"-but I still believe that one day we will be free to love each other"

Chaeri did not turn to look at him but smiled anyway. She would have liked to believe it too.

She left the room and the boy alone.

Not long afterwards, Chaeri's solo 'Silver lips' was uploaded to all digital platforms, causing much success and a storm among fans especially for its lyrics

Credits to the real musician for the lyrics: Favorite Flavor by Tommy Power

[bamboobrat]

succession s4 e5 recap: swedish elon and his logan roy tribute band

time is a flat circle and we are back to ken hyping himself listening to rap, driving to the office.

anyone feeling nostalgic yet?

he is immediately caught off guard by the fact that roman and shiv are already there.

also he seems like the worst boss ever.

i really don't like ken when he is not hitting rock bottom.

(there is a movie about a sleeping robot in a cave that takes up too much time in this episode. let's not get into all that)

the old guard checks up on the CE-bros before their trip to norway.

matchy matchy&lt;3

turns out mattson wants them all there (why wouldn't he?) so THE GANG IS GOING TO NORWAY! lets bleed the swede!*

*as a norwegian, i approve this message

mortality has set into team krank, as they put on compression socks before the flight.

krank is not here to have fun. krank has no young mistress to impress. krank is serious.

shiv has noticed ken's leaks to the media from last week because she is boss. it's the comeback we've been waiting for.

but most importantly, she is waging a very important war against tom and his stupid new sneakers:

the sibs say they can kill tom for her. that's brotherly love.

hugo is not having a good time.

i am tho.

gerri rallies the troops by shitting on europeans.

yes mommy tell me i'm weak because i have free healthcare! sit on my face

gerri for CEO. always.

they accurately depict what it is like driving in norway:

(this is why i don't have my licence)

the gang arrives in the motherland and it's beautiful, but rainy (so authentic) and are all like WHY THESE WOOD CABINS SO SMALL?!

ironic because jeremy lives in fucking denmark.

anyway, whatever this is:

I DO NOT APPROVE!

the trip up to mount olympus is interrupted by con saying he can send a picture of their dead dad to the group chat.

nobody wants to see it.

also, marcia is putting logan in a kilt like the fucking bay city rollers and con had to cancel a room full of working class whites in cleveland. the sacrifice.

they give con carte blanche for the whole funeral thing, which is probably a terrible decision.

the funeral is going to be one big campaign rally, i'm serious.

the others have to settle for a nice lil scandi brunch spread. what a hard life.

i don't say this often, but i would be hugo in this scenario, piling onto my plate like it's nobody's business.

karolina has a cute lesbian moment.

she says something in swedish at some point, but let me tell you, i understand swedish and i didn't even pick up on it. no shade to dag, but lol.

hugo doesn't understand how ski jumping works.

i thank the writers for putting this joke in there, even if literally no one other than random scandi people will get it.

it's like the opposite of danny boyle's the beach<3 give back to the community<3

roman enters negotiations and puts his fingers in the caviar.

you think i didn't notice? after all this time, you must know i notice everything.

the CE-bros make the village elders proud, as mattson offers 187 per share as long as he gets ATN.

also, gerri does a second take looking back at roman. these are the crumbs i am destined to live on, i guess. roman doesn't want to give up ATN tho, probably because 1) his dad wanted ATN 2) his dad told him he wouldn't make it at pierce and belongs at ATN 3) he is, somehow, the most rational of the siblings right now????

speaking of rational: how are we feeling about the shiv/mattson potential here? i honestly have zero objections.

shiv is like fuck yeah, sell ATN, that shit is toxic.

agreed, but who gave mencken an open line to ATN-meetings? sounds like something logan told cyd to do during one of those late night calls.

"even dad had a line" rings true zero percent. pass.

get rid of atn. word is, they don't even have tucker carlson anymore? just keep a sweater, much less racist.

we get some important leo dicap representation:

and greg is the bringer of all that is exposition, telling us there is a kill list with 8 to 9 names, ever evolving.

now, as most readers of these recaps would know, i would like to avoid spending any time on greg whatsoever (made even more poignant by the recent rumors about nick), however, this must be one of the best exchanges of dialogue ever made:

greg: da fam shiv: da fuck

that's all.

tom tells the swedes that americans don't care about the rest of the world and it's funny because it's true.

and alex being like "you're ALL related?!"

i see you, succession writers, i see you.

mattson calls waystar a parts shop and has a good take on right wing media:

"i dont think news for angry, old men works"

instead, he opts for bloomberg grey: simple, cheap, huge, ikea'd to fuck. i do love ikea.

he calls the sibs a tribute band which is harsh. even for a scandi, it's fucking harsh.

anyway, SAUNA! SAUNA! SAUNA!

GERRI. IN. SAUNA! (chant with me)

i will never forget what the succession writers took from me.

krank out here just chilling.

i've never shipped anyone more.

we are introduced to ebba. i can tell i'd have more to say on this in any other situation, but it just feels weird (all norwegian know each other, i guess).

anyone else here for the shiv/mattson dynamic?

i'm sorry, i kind of ship it????

ken wants to tank the deal and roman immediately calls him out on his destructive bullshit:

and then immediately caves.

"i think we are good at running the ship" they say after doing it for approximately 24 hours.

i wish i had their confidence.

also, pinky can't dance, according to ken, so they keep shiv out. meanwhile, she gets cozy with lukas, who asks her about her marriage (bad) and tells her he sends liters of blood to ebba (also bad).

shiv shows us why she is paid the big bucks for political advice:

we don't see the end of their night, so i'm just going to assume they fucked. because she's worth it.

also, talking up gerri and karolina? girlies stick together<3

big bi vibes here. huge. idc if she's pregnant and drinking.

meanwhile, the CE-bros use greg to leak that the negotiations are souring. why would you trust greg with anything?

in an attempt to fuck the deal, the CE-bros show a terrible film to the swedish team, as if being scandi doesn't mean you've sat through enough terrible cinema already....

we get the strangest fight in tv history:

lol @ us for thinking this was an important moment for the two of them and then it's a fight about white sneakers and fat earlobes.

i sure hope shiv fucked lukas.

roman receives a photo of his dead dad and it doesn't really put him in the right place to negotiate with mattson:

ouch.

leave it to kieran to make an emmy-worthy speech across from alex skarsgaard peeing.

the plan was: tank the deal, but in a subtle way. what they did: try and tank the deal, but in a not very subtle way. did the deal tank: no.

i hope you understand.

the question is, if a deal collapses in the woods and no one hears it, is it a SEC violation?

mattson ends up offering 192 per share. karl jizzes his pants.

shiv gives the little spelunker tom a lil treat, telling him to fire cyd.

then she asks him out?

and ignores him again because she is taking a call from mattson?

idk my dudes, but i'm into this shiv comeback.

mattson seems happy and flirty and i sure as shit hope this goes somewhere.

as long as it doesn't involve liters of frozen blood.

i have a feeling it will be all good vibes until he learns about her pregnancy. there's always something rotten in the state of denmark (or norway, or sweden, but it's all the same).

the waystar-team receives the kill list after the offer and it's very stressful for a few people who made themselves suffer through a session in the sauna:

not on the kill list: karolina gerri tom because shiv fucking did the thing!!

oh, and karl and frank are on the kill list, but i think they are just fine.

maybe the real treasure was the compression socks we made along the way.

[pastabake017]

Bradshaw’s

hello there! i’m ollie and im just testing out my writing style here, i hope you enjoy!

summary: Robin and Rooster engage in an argument causing them to miss the warnings of a storm coming in⛈️

Pairings: Robin Bradshaw (my oc)X Bob floyd, established relationship(🤭)

warnings: swearing, arguing, injury (not detailed tho), Bit angsty lol!

Please lmk if there are any spelling or grammar errors 🫶

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“Rooster were falling really behind, we gotta move!” Robin shouted into her mask, desperate trying to get her team leader to pick up the pace. She knew if they failed the practice course again, flying the actual mission would be out of the question.

“No, we can make up time in the straight away, maintain your speed!” Rooster ordered back at her. To her annoyance, they reached the target but a minute late, meaning they had aloud time for the enemy planes to attack.

“Great, maverick is gonna kill us.” Payback sighed over coms.

“Maybe, but we reached the target how could he kill us for that.” Rooster barked back.

“You don’t get it do you? If we flew at your speed on the actual mission, we’d be dead right now.” Robin argued,

“You don’t know that!”

“Were not flying fast enough, the enemy would have intercepted us by now you stupid fuck!”

“Then it’s a dogfight!”

“Against 5th generation fighters? yeah right.” Robin scoffed. Between the twos bickering they’d failed to pick up on the strong winds they had flown into. Payback and Fanboy had been long back to base at this point, leaving the siblings to argue. They had been greeted by the other aviators who were confused at the absence of the Bradshaws. Especially a one WSO.

“Payback? Where’s Robin? Did you leave her and rooster out there?” Bob questioned the taller man as he walked towards to hanger, Payback just stayed silent, not wanting to escalate the situation,Bob lunged towards him in an attempt to strike his face but he was held back by Fanboy,“You asshole! How could you leave her? Did you even try to warn them?”

“Lieutenant Floyd, I think thats quite enough.” Cyclone shouted, allowing Payback to explain his piece.

Straightening his flight suit after the tussle, sending daggers towards Bob,

“We tried to warn them about the storm, but they were to busy arguing about speed and time to notice, Im sure they’ll be fine-“

Payback answered before being cut off by a sudden flash then thunder clap. A worried look adorned the aviators faces, racing to the communications room. Phoenix flicked on the radio to hear the panicked shout of Rooster.

“Robin! Eject! Eject!” he kept repeating but she wasn’t listening,

“No-I can- I can do it.” her voice was frantic, focused on trying to save herself from crashing. Her F-18 had been struck by lightning and her engines were starting to die one by one and she was getting to close to the ground.

“Robin you need to eject now! You can’t save the jet but you can save yourself! Think about Bob!” Rooster attempted to plead with her, when Robin heard Bobs name she looked down her the ring on her finger, remembering the promise she made to him. She knew she couldn’t fix it but ejecting from the plane seemed like the worst case scenario for Robin as it was the only part of flying she feared the most,the fear stemmed from her father and the stories her mother used to tell her about when he used to fly, and how an ejection from a jet going wrong was what killed her father. But with no other way of fixing the flames starting to creep up the wings Robin knew what she had to do to get back to Bob. A final attempt of re-engaging the engines failed and they all finally gave out, the jet fell eerily silent it was now too late for any Maverick type manoeuvre the only option was for Robin to eject, with a deep breath to clear her head Robin reached for the handles and pulled hard, sending her flying into the air away from her jet, away from her brother and away from where anyone could probably find her.

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Ringing. Was the first thing Robin heard when she came to. Her right cheek was pressed firmly into the dessert sand that had dried up signalling to Robin she’d been out here for a while as the storm was long gone. Waves of pain started to make their way across her body as she tried to move and assess her injuries, it took all her effort to just press her palms to the ground and try to sit up. However she only managed to flip herself onto her back, sending a shock of pain through her body. Attempting to look around was hindered impossible by the sun that was now beating down on her bare face, compared with the fatal storm that had brought her jet down in the first place. Looking down at her hands she noticed her ring still firmly on her finger, sighing to herself as she thought that she would’ve have definitely lost it.

She thought about the day Bob had gave it to her, it wasn’t long after they arrived at top gun. She had found a note attached to her helmet in the locker room reading that she should meet Bob on the beach after their class that day, unfortunately for Robin, Bob had not grown up near top gun so he got lost while trying to get back to where he’d set up his proposal. By this point Robin had figured out what he was trying to do and had said “Bob, i don’t care where we are or how you do it just ask me to marry you will you? i’ve been waiting too long!” Robin chuckled to herself as she remembered Bobs face when he found out she knew, of course she did, Bradshaw’s know everything.

Robin sighed to herself, bring her mind back to the present and her current situation, she couldn’t do anything but wait for search and rescue, as down here she couldn’t fully asses her injuries but by the amount of pain she was in she knew they weren’t going to be easy to fix. Pulling off her helmet she felt an agonising pain where her goggles had been, she brought a hand up towards her forehead running over where she thought the pain was coming from, she felt something drying onto and into her hair, blood. Her major senses were impaired, she couldn’t feel anything, hear anything other than ringing or hardly see anything due to her glasses being shattered when her head hit the ground.

The relief she felt when she saw the blurred out line of a search and rescue medic coming towards her was immense, she felt tears pricking her eyes. There was someone behind the medic dressed in a pilots uniform but Robin couldn’t make out who it was.

“Robin! Oh my god! Hey its gonna be okay, you’ll be okay. Don’t panic.” a muffled familiar voice said as they knelt down beside Robin. Rooster beckoned over to the medic that it was safe before attempting to comfort his sister.

She opened her mouth the speak but nothing came out, she wanted to scream and tell them how much pain she was in but she couldn’t make a sound. She wanted to tell him that she loved him and that she wanted Bob to know she loved him too, but her voice was course and quiet so Rooster couldn’t hear her over the helicopter propelers

The medic brought over a stretcher and called Rooster to help move the younger girl onto it. But the pain of being hoisted onto a flat surface overcame Robin and her world went black before they even reached the helicopter.

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[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

~hobby headcanons for some of the states cuz I’m bored~ (I’m gonna tag my mutuals and/or other users that I’ve met when one of their fav characters show up lol)

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Texas: Horseback riding/trickriding, singing

-he enjoys horseback riding and has enjoyed it ever since he was owned by Mexico

-his mom was the person that taught him about trickriding, but he has no idea who the hell taught her

-something he enjoys about trickriding is the fact that whenever he does it, he gives Kentucky a mini-internal panic attack (Texas please stop trying to give your father a heart attack his frail old heart can’t take it-)

-Texas has one of the best singing voices in the statehouse (tying with NY, Gov, and Louisiana)

-there is not a genre that he cannot sing, he sings perfectly in each one. Though his favorite is Tejano and Country.

-one time he and York had a competition to see who could do a better cover of "Meant to Be Yours" from Heathers. Safe to say they both won, Texas’s ended up sound more like the original and York put a little siren-y twist to his.

( @yellowrosefromtexas <3)

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New York: Skateboarding, Parkour, and he’s a tattoo-artist (if running from the cops was a hobby then that’s definitely one of them—)

-he can skateboard really easily and he’s really f*ckin good at it. He does a sh*t ton of fancy tricks and flips and it scares the living hell out of his siblings

-his skateboard has a TON of stickers on it, some are band stickers, others are LGBTQ+ stickers, and the rest are a bunch of random stickers that he liked

-I feel like he definitely does a bunch of parkour-related stuff in the city, like jumping from building to building, climbing walls, jumping fences while the police are chasing him-

-his favorite places to jump around in are parking garages and abandoned buildings that are falling apart cuz he likes taking risks

-York is really really good at drawing, and has given himself and others a bunch of tattoos (only if they consent tho)

-his favorite tattoo he’s ever done was the AC/DC half-sleeve he gave himself back during his punk/goth phase (he’s still sorta going through that, just not as crazy as it used to be-)

( @literallyjustexistinghere since I tagged ya here I ain’t gonna bother tagging you in Masshole’s part lol <3)

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Louisiana: Jewelry making, playing with dangerous animals, and he’s also a bit of a tattoo artist like York cuz why tf not

-Loui has made several intricately designed necklaces, bracelets, ear rings, rings, ect… for his friends and himself

-the others don’t know how he does it so well, but they have decided to just not question it and just accept that he is amazing and precious in his own ways

-this man does not give a f*ck if an animal is fully capable of sending his a$$ to Jerusalem first-day-delivery with no refunds or return trip, he’s gonna pet it and cuddle it and play with it. And it ain’t gonna bite him either.

-he’s the type to have an alligator growl/hiss (whatever sound that is-) at him and he’ll be like-"B*tch watch yo language! Who do you think you are talkin’ too?!"

-he’s a tattoo artist like York and has given himself and others a bunch of tattoos (again, as long as they consent-)

-sometimes he and York will practice doing tattoos on each other (but they ain’t gonna tell anyone cuz NY has a reputation to uphold-) and its because of this that he’s one the only people besides York’s brothers to know that NY is ridiculously ticklish (again, they ain’t gonna tell anyone cuz York has a reputation-)

( @simpyfrog <3)

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Alaska: wood carving, hunting

-he just gives off the wood-carver vibe for some reason

-he probably does it during meetings that he’s forced to come to (and nobody knows or they just don’t care cuz they don’t wanna be there either)

-he also gives off hunter vibes. Like- I feel like he like he would rather enjoy hunting with Montana and Wyoming and possibly Texas

-he probably hunts instead of going to the store half the time tbh and I’m here for it

( @dailymothanon <3)

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Massachusetts: Reading, taking walks, and drawing

-I think at this point we’ve basically decided that Mass is a nerd? Ok then.

-if you ever see him without a book, that probably means that he’s on his way to a library or book store cuz he read all his books already

-he enjoys taking long walks as a calming method for when things get a lil’ too crazy at the statehouse for his liking

-his favorite places to walk are dark creepy forests that definitely have spirits, old shrines, and other freaky-deaky sh*t in them cuz he’s a bloody psychopath that seemingly fears nothing and/or has dealt with spirits for so long that he’ll just tell them to go f*ck themselves.

-York had to get his drawing skills from somebody. Cuz Mass is also REALLY good at drawing and has taught York a few things like the awesome older brother he is :)

-because he is a tech-nerd, I’ve decided that he prefers digital art instead of traditional

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New Jersey: Gardening, insects (he likes looking at them I guess-)

-its really no surprise that gardening is one of his hobbies, I mean- c’mon, he’s the Garden State, it just makes complete sense.

-his garden at home has 50 sections, and each section has a patch of each state’s national flower

-ask him any insect fact I dare you. He will give it to you and he will never run out of facts to give.

-his personal favorite insects are butterflies (cuz they’re so damn pretty 😭💜) and bees cuz they’re cute and they’re his state insect

( @sonofcoul27 cuz I think NJ is your favorite? <3)

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[denis-local]

YALL, ITS YA BOI, GR4Y, AND I AM *BACK* WITH SOME *QUESTIONS*!! *insert fleshcousin yay sfx*

1. how many people buy the 💖yassified💖 fafa (i'd eat it tbh)

2. where'd boots get the 💖yassified💖 boots!? gawhdamn those are long

3. did cashier open the icecream freezer yet, i wanna buy some. (bonus, is there a 💖yassified💖 icecream flavor?)

4. Does Yassi-Spray exist?? Possibly under a different product name than Yassi-Spray? (bear spray, but for fending off the 💖yassified💖)

5. why in the FUCK is denis' tail getting stretched to oblivion in the 💖yassify💖 spectrum comic, i need to know (on the last few panels)

6. what new things can williamplayz (willyslayz) do now that he's 💖yassified💖

7. can pest sing (if so, which lady gaga song since he likes lady gaga)

8. has kasper ever tried to kill/execute (un)pleasant

9. can the 💖yass-virus💖 transfer through particles and what not

10. to add onto the last question, does kasper sneeze '💖yassify-particles💖' or something

11. oh dear dont tell me the 💖yassified💖 know how to do marketing and advertising, business, even...

12. how the FUCK did MR ring the doorbell (in the comic) when he has no hands

13. is kasper necessarily 'mad' at drretro for how she treats him (LIKE A LAB RAT. unacceptable smh)

14. does bive do blogs on the internet or something how that they're 💖yassified💖, instead of being a detective? OR DO THEY DO BOTH NOW

15. where does spud get his nails done

16. is split edible. strawberry.

17. what was the cocoon process like for pilby, how tf would it even work (since they're humanoid n stuff)

18. if bive gave reddy the 💖yass-virus💖, how the fuck did she do it?? some sorta malware program?

19. is lampert still a germophobe now that he's 💖yassified💖

20. did wallter and mark get back together perhaps (probably not)

21. what stuff DOES pest shoplift

22. what type of music does poob play at the parties

23. okay so yknow how fleshcousin has a big hole in the middle of their head? was that changed during the 💖yassification💖 process?

24. if pest bakes pie, he should start a bakery.

25. last but not least question: did kasper change their gamertag when they got 💖yassified💖.

shitton of questions i get it, but hey, thats me. (cringe too i think idk you tell me)

Another batch of questions hehehe >:D

(Another necessary cut off bdhsfqh)

1. I'd guess a lot, they are rather tasty tho also hallucinogenic

2. They probably found them in the back of the koby somewhere also they'd probably be one of the first mannequins to be infected lol

3. Never, he's hogging it all </3 (yes, mainly being sold at Crem's shop and Enphoso's store)

4. Just normal spray will do tbh, it's why Sarah carries it around ever since the outbreak started lmfao

5. My tail got infected *sobs* but dw Denis neva dies

6. More princess dresses with full faces of makeup much to Jermey's joy

7. Idk, but even if they could they would never do it haha

8. Kasper def has experimented some ways (Probably same as canon)

9. At first it was purely through bites so technically you could still smooch your yassified partner and not get infected, but as of late it seems to be getting more and more contagious. To the point it may be airborne now. Luckily Enphoso's store already has special air conditioners!

10. No, thankfully they cannot spread it through their germs. Not at all actually.

11. They absolutely do know how to do marketing and advertising </3 Enphoso is NOT helping

12. He found a way hehe

13. At first definitely, but he seems to have already forgotten about it! So he kinda forgives her!

14. Still does blogs, but it seems her new advertisements for the blog seem to be luring more people in. More people to spread the truth to!

15. Ya mama (jk, they were done by MrManeuver has a side business and for good prices!!)

16. No!!! Don't eat her cries

17. They probably got super tired and hungry at first, then made themself a cocoon, slept in it for a few days, and came out elegant as hell

18. Someway somehow a bite was enough. Even creatures made of materials that are not flesh don't seem to be safe either.

19. Yes absolutely, they probably have that clean girl aesthetic now

20. I think they're working on it (polite and fun don't mix well either I guess ah)

21. Still mainly coins, but will snatch a few lipstick tubes here and there. Now he can get away qith it more easily haha

22. Licky by Larry Tee and Princess Superstar (listen with headphones y'all)

23. Nah it's still there unless it mimics someone then they will just do the usual haha

24. He should! Maybe then he'll stop stealing coins haha

25. She would have, but he doesn't have enough robux </3

[seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana]

@megatraven

Meg hear me out for a moment. Your screenshot of your Eros x MC angst where he’s like “You’ll die like your mom, but no one will remember you,” hit me HARD (like I said in the ask, sorry for repeating) and my mind was like, “What if…MCs mom was alive instead?” Like she’s still working at HERA, soon to retire tho since she’s like 50 when MC starts working there (most likely 50 anyways). She’s still working there and I see her as the boss at work, but when she gets home she’s Mom™️. Like how Alex said it was hard for Aphrodite to come and be a mother AND a goddess when disciplining them in their S1.

So I imagine Agent Mom (the perfect nickname you gave her lol) being a little biased about the cases MC works especially since she doesn’t have her ring. However, something happens to where only MC can help further the case and she’s paired with Eros. And oh boy I can imagine her being very protective of her. Agent Mom knows Aphrodite, Hades, and a few gods have changed, but she’s still seen their nasty side and knows that a lot HAVENT changed, and she has a feeling that Eros is one of them.

And he is.

So that scene with Eros happens, but instead of it being about her mom being dead, it’s instead about how MC would never be a field agent on her own. She works under Alex (best friend background and forever in love with her), so they’ll have a bias as well to her and may (even without realizing it) help her up (like they said in their S1) and he says that she’ll only be living in her mothers shadow and never be her own person. Which, obviously, RUINS MC. She loves her mother and has admired her, and she won’t deny that she wants to be like her, but she wants to be w field agent by her own ability and not be seen as just a mini Agent Mom and not her own person so it definitely hurts.

I can see MC trying to keep her feelings hidden, but her mom just KNOWS. A mom always knows and she’s no different, and MC opens up about it and ohhh…she’s pissed. Josh said that Agent Mom stepped on many toes during her time at HERA, and she had another set of toes to step on: Eros. She doesn’t even go to Aphrodite, but instead straight to Eros (somehow).

Basically, she beats his ass but verbally and threatens him. She doesn’t even back down (like MC) and she’s willing to throw hands for her children, despite knowing he’s a god. Eros, really processing what he said to MC, kinda apologizes but not really. He still has development to go through, and Agent Mom isn’t having it.

When MC finally tells her mom that she’s having feelings for Eros, I can see her being conflicted as well. She wants her daughter to be happy, but she knows some of the gods past and how some don’t care about humans and will still use them for their own entertainment or will. That first interaction between Agent Mom and Eros is proof enough to her AND her time dealing with Ares and Aphrodite (when he caused a rift for them temporarily) and most likely seeing how he treated Alex when they were young, so she warns her daughter heavily, but she can’t stop her. She’s an adult and Agent Mom has raised her and Josh the best she can, and she knows she has to make her own decisions, so she respects it, even if she disagrees with the couple. At the time anyways.

And when they do get together and she tells her mom, her mom is like, “Aw I’m so happy for you!” And then talks to Eros secretly like, “If you hurt my daughter, I may actually kill you.”

Their relationship develops over time and becomes more positive, but still I can see Agent Mom being very protective of MC and being almost against her and Eros’s relationship for awhile, but she comes around after awhile. And when she does retire, MC gets her ring and is able to become a field agent when another world ending case happens and she’s working with Eros. AND eventually Agent Mom trusts Eros with her daughter and knows that they can do anything, even go against the gods if it’s demanded.

MC wouldn’t have the issue of being chased and threatened for being Hera, and I like to imagine Agent Mom wouldn’t either. Aphrodite and Hades kept it secret, and when she retires, she wouldn’t always be on Olympus anymore or involved with the Gods (other than seeing Hades and Aphrodite once in awhile, or Aphrodite more frequently since they had their situation going on), so it wouldn’t be a problem. Or maybe it’s just bc I like happy endings, I don’t know.

This idea isn’t too well thought out, but I just love talking about her mom because not much is known about her (other than the glimpses Aphrodite and Hades and Josh slip out every once in awhile) and I like to imagine what she was like. She loved HERA and some of the gods, but she loves her daughter and son more, and will do anything to keep them safe.

EDIT: On the topic of mentioning Alex and Ares, I may have a tiny fic based upon that with Agent Mom and Alex because she’s invaded my thoughts now and won’t leave until I talk about her enough.

EDIT 2: Omg quick addition I just thought of. If Eros and MC ever got married, I feel like Eros would literally be terrified of asking Agent Mom for permission (since he’d be old school why not) since how the relationship started, but he’d push past it and get her permission. He can see the warning and a little hesitancy when she agrees, but still he is grateful and swears to love MC as long as she wants and protect her with his life. Ah…..I love Agent Mom and her relationship with her kids.

She’ll definitely be a cheerleader for Josh as well and eat out at his restaurant frequently to talk with him (if he’s available) and just show her support😭😭.

[ladylooch]

Part 2

As soon Lily's tiny feet touch the water, she's giggling and squealing. She loves the water. You watch them with fond eyes and take pictures.

When she starts to get tired, you pick her up from her dad, wrap her on a fluffy towel, and sit in the back of the boat. This way, it's less noise for her. Before you can even ask, Miles is already bringing her food.

You stop to admire your wet fiance. Licking your lips, you thank him as you stare to his v line. Miles acts like he's offended by that. But he's not. He loves it.

Lily starts to munch on her food as you hold her. She's so big and it's not even funny. Miles watches you with fond eyes before packing your lips and going back in the water.

You stare at his ass until Lily whines because you moved her food. You apologize and let her finish.

You guys don't need a grumpy baby, so you make sure that she takes a nap. Covering her with the blanket. Lilly plays with your necklace that Miles gave you the day she was born. A little l with a tiny m hid on it. So you can carry your two loves with you.

You know that Lily is out because her movements stopped. Thankfully, you guys are going back to the house, and you can put her on a bed.

Miles joins you guys and says that he'll hold her now. Lilly stirs a little being passed, but she settles when she realizes it's her dad. You guys sit outside as the party continues, Lily looks so comfy in his arms.

You ask miles if he wants to drink anything, he nods, and you move to grab him a beer and something for you. You weren't expecting someone to start to flirt with you by the cooler. You show your ring and say that you're off the market. The guy says that it's fine and he doesn't mind. You shake your head as he asks why your man is not grabbing you the drink. You shrug, saying that his hands are a little full at the moment holding your daughter.

The way he leaves makes you laugh so much. The deal breaker for him was the baby and not your nhler fiance. You can feel miles gaze on you, and now you have to explain things to him.

He has that look that you don't like at all. You know you didn't do anything wrong, so you're playing cool. Miles starts to give you a one word type of answer.

-👢

oh damn that took a turn fast tho..... LOL at the guy being like, baby is a deal breaker!!!! I'm out!!!! Like whatever you have a real man anyway ya know?

Also, why did I squint so hard at the one word answers? Ugh. So annoying 😒