#i have another ask for this sitting in my inbox

[bunnys-kisses]

the dnf club (vol. 2)

franco colapinto

tags: smut/pwp, brazil gp '24, rough sex, frustration, rough sex, modified doggy style, semi-public/closet sex, quiet sex

a/n: this is a little series of one shot fics because these poor guys all got dnfs at the brazil gp! this one in particular was inspired by an ask i got in my inbox after the gp! so thank you lovely anon! <3

carlos edition // alex edition // lance edition // nico edition

franco knew that his seat was still hanging in the balance. it felt like formula one was going through drivers faster than anything. one wrong move and they were out, replaced with another hopeful, who may or may not yield the same results.

it left the argentinian in a state of anxiety. after talks with the team you came over to him with a frown on your face. you weren't upset that he had to sit out of the race. but rather upset that he was upset. and when you collided into him and wrapped your arms around him tightly.

he simply held onto you a little tighter.

you ended up in the supply closet close to the williams garage. you ended up up against a wall of shelves with your skirt pushed up to expose the roundness of your ass.

"franco." you swallowed as you heard the unzip of his uniform. you couldn't see him, but you could only imagine the look on his face. you knew he was riled up, beyond upset at his weekend.

you believed he was a future champion, a hopefully for 2025. you knew he beat himself up a little more than more established drivers. he was still a small fish in a big pond. any dnfs could hinder a promise of a career.

"please." he said, "let me." his hand grazed the roundness of your ass before he took your panties and pulled them down to your ankles, "nothing more i need right now than you, my love." he then kissed the center of your clothed back.

you were in a williams t-shirt tucked into your skirt, not to mention the bracelet you made from plastic beads that spelled out his name. you looked like a real fan girl, and in fairness, you were franco's number one fan. (on top of being his girlfriend).

he admired your backside, as much as he would've loved to get you full undressed and admire your naked beauty. you two had to be quick. he could admire you when you got back to the hotel room.

"you're so beautiful." he admired as he ran a hand up the side of your thigh, "i want you so badly. i always want you." he shuddered with want as he sank his cock into you with heated affection. fucking with his driver's suit still on was a bit of a challenge as his fireproofs stuck to his skin as he got hotter.

you replied, "you always have me, franco." you quickly covered your mouth with your hand as to not be too loud. you didn't want the team to find your boyfriend's cock inside of you.

franco felt better when he started to move against you. with the thump of his chest as he battered his cock against your sweet core. he pressed his cheek up against your back as he moved your foot up against a lower shelf to get the best angle of your sticky sweet cunt. he panted heavily against your clothed back as he continued to rut against you.

"you'll win it next time, my love." you said with a bit of strain in your voice as he moved up against you. you felt a swirl of hear in your head as he moved up against you. you loved the feeling and the risk of being caught only added a rush to your system.

he kissed your back before he rested his cheek against your once more, he had you positioned in a way that allowed him to sink his cock into the deepest parts of you. he could feel your racing heartbeat against his back and it made his cock twitch. he needed you, he wanted you, every way he could have you. he was still wound up from the dnf, but being with you alleviated a bit of the emotional pain.

how could he upset when he had his lovely girlfriend's pussy to fuck?

you were trying to hold onto the shelves for some sort of leverage, you felt the hammering in your chest as the sounds of sex filled the small space. you felt heated, your hair stuck to places you didn't want it to. you covered your mouth once more to keep from being too loud. the waves of heat across your skin as the two of you fucked like rabbits in a supply closet.

you squeaked a little when you heard people walking by. their voiced muffled by the door, and you squeezed your eyes shut to keep yourself quiet. franco only fucked you harder, bouncing you up against his cock with a heated want. you felt the pleasure flood your brain and when the people on the other side of the door were further away, a stray moan left your lips.

franco groaned a little bit against your back, "when we get back to the hotel room." he whispered, "i want you screaming with how good i make you feel." and that only made you wetter.

you nodded and held onto the metal shelves a little tighter. you could feel something made of plastic dig into your skin. but there was little time to worry about that. franco decorated your neck with kisses, when his lips grazed the back of your neck you felt your nipples grow hard, they rubbed up against your bra which only fueled your pleasure.

while this wasn't the ideal place to fuck, it was something exciting. which only spurred you both on. franco's pace became brutal as he whispered in your ear, "all mine." he said, "you know that. no one else would let me take out all the anger out on them. all my frustration. that's why you're my number one. i love you more than anything." he wrapped his arms around your middle and bounced you onto his cock, "only you."

a few things clattered around on the shelves and you let out a moan, you almost made you lip bleed as you bit down on it as to not be painfully loud. even though there was more commotion outside, you didn't want to draw attention to your sexual escapade in the supply closet.

you prayed that no one needed an extra rag or a spare wrench while franco's cock was buried into you. at least your lover had the decency to lock the door. allowing a bit more privacy. regardless of it all, you felt the immense pleasure in your core. you felt the heat between you two.

your noises were muffled, and your breathing got heavier. franco's pace staggered and the two of you were rutting against one another with a frantic need for climax. you could find soft intimacy somewhere where curious eyes won't listen in.

his strong arms around you as he thrusted up into you made you feel protected. you felt the swim of pleasure in your core as the two of you continued to move against one another. it was a heated euphoria that soon found its climax.

you clamped a hand over your mouth once more and squeezed your eyes shut, your entire body tensed and you almost lost your balance as you came around his cock. franco could make out you saying his name which only encouraged him to keep fucking you.

his cock was slick with your wetness, sticky to the touch as it dripped down to the base of his cock. he knew the front of his driver's suit was a mess. he'd need to change before he got shoved in front of the press. with a few more heavy strokes he finished inside of you. his jaw tense as he tried to keep himself quiet from the gut punch of pleasure.

you rested further against the shelves and franco against your back. it wasn't long before he pulled out and tucked himself back into his suit. with your panties back on and your skirt straightened out. you turned to your lover and kissed him deeply on the lips.

"all better?" you asked softly.

he held you by the hips, his smiled bright as he said, "of course, you make everything better, my love." then kissed you once more. the frustration had melted off of his skin. he felt almost renewed, that the next race would be better.

you two kissed a little more before you both slinked out of the closet, thankful not to be caught. however franco would overhear later on about the smell in the supply closet. he grinned at the rim of his water bottle as he heard, "yeah, it smells like sex in that." <3

[quitealotofsodapop]

I've sent a similar ask before, but in peachsoup I want to see everyone's reaction to Sun Wukong being named Peaches.

Nehza: *face palms.* No memories and he is still subconsciously pining.

Erlang: *on the floor laughing* It takes a special kind of simping to do it with no memory.

Macaque: *crisis because even with no memory, Wukong chose his nickname for him as a name, but also he's supposed to be angry about dying but peaches-*

Prev.

Dont worry about resending. My inbox is stuffed to the gills and I get lost in it. Also indenting doesnt seem to work right when im on mobile.

I ended up making a bit of character dialogue based on this ask between Peaches and his school-friend "Nez"

Nez: "So how did you get the name Peaches?" Peaches: "Oh! When Dadsy- uh dad found me and MK, he called me it because peaches were pretty much the only thing I ate." Nez, agreeing hum: "Make sense." Peaches: "Then when we were adopted, we needed new legal names - so Zhu Taozi it was!" Nez: "So... you never considered having another name? I mean, the legal folk definitely gave you time to think about it. Why did Peaches resonate with you?" Peaches, twirling hair in thought: "This is gonna sound weird... but I felt like it's always been my name." Nez: "Really?" Peaches: "I know! It sounds so weird! But when I heard it for the first time, it just sounded so natural. Like someone I care about a long time ago called me it? Nez, intrigued: "Oh... so you think it was a nickname from a sibling or a parent or...?" Peaches, confidently: "I think it was someone I was in love with." Nez, memory thread unlocked?: "OH. Oh um... how can you tell?" Peaches, blush creeping: "I don't know! When I sit and meditate on stuff like this, I can just imagine someone just so beautiful with this deep voice chuckling my name like it was meant for me." (*hugs his own body lovingly*) Nez, honesty touched: "Aww..." Peaches, little embarrassed: "I'm sorry. Thats sappy." Nez: "Nah, it's really cute. Who knows? Maybe it's a sign from Yue Lao about who your soulmate it. He sometimes uses dreams to push fated lovers towards one another." Peaches, tail swishing with excitement: "Oh my gods, you're right! It could be a premonition! I wonder if my fated one is as beautiful as I see them! Nezha, internally: "He can't remember over 2000 years of life, but he can remember what his mate used to call him. It would be funny if it wasn't so bittersweet."

Once Macaque gets back, it's hard to see where his face mask begins and end. Learning that even with his memories gone Wukong chose to be called "Peaches", sends the shadow monkey into a conflicted mess. He's mad about getting KO'd obvs, but "Peaches" is both a tragic example of what if Wukong had died (Peaches is almost his own monkey after all), and a revelation that Wukong never truly forgot his mate.

Erlang is laughing his ass off as all of this goes down. His third eye was just spitting patch updates to him one day and BAM; Wukong's mate is back, and just learned that his amnesiac mate remembered and valued his pet name enough to make it his new name. It's way too funny to keep quiet about. He tells all his sworn bros about it.

When Peaches' family realises that "Peaches" was the pet name his big bro's crush called him back when they were a couple... they think its really cute. But the bad boy still isn't coming over for dinner.

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Any thoughts about the bt stills apart from the green shirt of doom (YAY🥳)? I'm intrigued that for once we have Buck standing and timtam sitting down - has that happened before?

Hey!!

I have so many thoughts - mostly about the green shirt, the triangle of jars in front of Buck and the fact the bike appears to have been replaced by a coat rack which I am very intrigued about!

I’m loving the dark green shirt - which is a size too big for him - its a case of almost fitting but not quite - I have another ask in my inbox where I’ll go into a bit more detail on that Buck costume specifically as I have many thoughts

I don’t remember having Tommy sat and Buck standing before for a scene- which is interesting - very interesting! It suggests to me that we might be getting a shift in the power dynamic - that Buck is no longer going with the flow, letting Tommy lead, but is now standing up for what he wants and needs. If this is the case, it’s a great thing as it suggests Buck actually taking ownership of his life and the relationships he’s in - perhaps the end of Buck falling into relationships with no idea how he got there is in sight!

But yeah - I am very excited to see how this episode plays out - the costumes are promising and the set changes are intriguing - fingers crossed for a closer look at Bucks fridge and all the pictures that are now on there!

[quackity1999]

# — THE MAILBOX is open for business. god do i need a fucking megaphone or something. HELLO?

this is a c!quackity ask blog ! !

SEND ASKS!!!! feel free to pester c!quackity thru asks— general questions, check-ins, dsmp lore refs, tomfoolery and such are fully welcome. yes i HEAVILY encourage spamming the inbox.

happy to answer both anons + characters (dsmp, ocs, multiverse: film, musicals, videogames, etc). if ur a reoccurring anon then grab an emoji!

#quackitychirps indicates ic. #charlieposting indicates that c!slime has stolen c!quackity's phone.

[ c!tommy ask blog: @innit1999 ]

rules: literally fucking none. go ham!!!!!!! i'll delete anything that goes too far. 18+ mentions are also fine so i'll tag accordingly, but it won't ever be the main focus here. have fun go crazy ( admin is 21. keep that in mind thank u )

this blog functions on dialogue instead of written out paragraphs of literature.

IMPORTANT: in order to keep my blog tidy i don't respond to reblog replies. i also don't write any literate rp ( eg; *character sits down and does a thingy* etc etc ). this is an ask blog first and foremost so i focus on dialogue to communicate action / location / etc.

reblog threads tend to get real lengthy and clutter up stuff so— please send another ask instead of reblogging with a reply :) thank you for understanding!

details about quackity:

+ las nevadas era, mainly. if there's specific asks that require a response from vice pres quackity, i can also adjust to that easy peasy

+ he's an avian hybrid! he NESTS OFTEN (usually within an amethyst geode) and tries to preen his wings. quackity has a history of being mocked for his instincts and avian attributes, much thanks to a certain ex-husband :/

+ this bitch loves a good debate. motherfucker is a lawyer (sorta) so hit him up with a challenge every now and then. give him fun facts. Threaten him. ask whats going on in his life! throw in curveballs

+ my portrayal is pretty much canon aligned so. yk anything goes. las nevadas is important as hell to him!!!!! c!charlie's his confidant— of course. fond of c!tommy. he also, painfully, misses c!schlatt. yearns for c!karl and c!sapnap yet refuses to speak of them. c!wilbur is a Bitch /pos . come hom.efrom the war you coward

+ on that note, i would prefer to avoid interaction with positive/good depictions of c!schlatt for this blog. no disrespect to those who do prefer that, i just personally want to uphold the importance of how schlatt's abuse informed a Lot of character development for quackity. thank you!

+ i violently swerve between serious interactions and utter hysteria in my replies to asks. its like a fucking lucky dip here 😎

+ also. shipping isn't a goal here, so attempts to woo quackity will nawt end in a romance plot or anything. ofc there'll be flirting, especially with canon characters he's had relations with (schlatt, wilbur, eret, karl, sapnap). i hc he's had a fling with technoblade at least once LMAO. also during las nevadas he has fortnightly .....gatherings with foolish. he wouldn't fuck a citizen, but he'd fuck a coworker! morals, what're those again?

all anons welcome!!! ADMIN IS 21.

[marshmallowloves]

HELLO CICI MY BELOVED PLEASE ANSWER 📆Calendar and 🕯️Candle for Koci my beloved 🥺

~ @princess-hope-selfships 💖

Doing this for BOTW/TOTK Koci (rather than ALBW/PH Koci) cause I think I've fleshed her out the most asjfhsjg (and...also I think that's the version you meant anyway fjdhfj) Also hi yes hello my lovely friend I'm sorry this is late and also long af but you unlocked the BOOK OF KOCI so ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

🕯️Candle: Do you/your self-insert have a secret? If so, what is it and why do they keep it to themselves? Is it dark and mysterious or something small, yet impactful?

Koci's a pretty open book about most things... Her only true secret is one that even she doesn't fully understand. Ever since Link pulled the Master Sword and she started travelling with him, an infrequent but recurring nightmare began to ail her.

It started as a very simple premise - she would find herself in a dark stone and dirt corridor somewhere underground, locked behind bars in some sort of prison cell. She would hear the anguished screams and cries of other people further away, but couldn't see who or where they came from.

As time passed and the calamity drew near - and especially when she and the champions camped nearer to places infected with malice - the nightmares became more frequent and detailed. She would see someone who looked very similar to herself in the cell across from her. Faceless Hylian soldiers began to patrol the corridor and would sometimes drag that person away and out of sight. Eventually the soldiers would taunt Koci through the bars and take her away, though she always woke up before she could see where - and often did so gasping for air or crying out in her native Kokiri language.

Though it was obvious that she was having these nightmares, Koci was always too afraid to tell anyone what they were about - especially on the rare occasion that the faces of the soldiers would become those of her friends. Rina was the only one who knew for quite some time, but even she couldn't say much about why it was happening. Koci had always suspected that it was either a vision of the past or an omen of the future, but it wasn't until Link and Zelda first explored beneath Hyrule Castle that Koci realized there actually was a connection - the screams that only she could hear down there were the same ones from her dreams. Even then, she still never told anyone - even when the nightmares became less frequent before the Upheaval, or when they started coming back the closer they stayed near Gloom that had spawned after.

It would only be after Zelda's return following the defeat of the Demon Dragon that Koci would feel safe in revealing exactly what her nightmares were about. With Link and Zelda promising to keep her safe, they would explore below the castle a second time so that Koci might finally put those suspicions to rest...

📆Calendar: What was the most special day to date for yourself/self-insert? It could be anything!

Because of how long she's lived already, Koci has a lot of moments and memories that are particularly special to her, and it's hard for her to pick a favorite.

There was of course the day she was paired with her guardian and closest friend in the world, Rina. By Kokiri standards, Koci had really only just been born, knowing next to nothing about the world around her, but Rina was there to answer every question and curiosity she had. It seemed like she knew everything about...everything, from how things were made to history and customs across different cultures and anything in between. Koci never questioned how Rina knew so much, and to this day she has no idea that her guardian fairy is much, much more than meets the eye... but they're inseparable all the same.

There was also the day she learned that Link returned her feelings, even though their individual duties meant they had to wait a while. Over several years since meeting him, she got to see more of what he was really like beyond his role as a knight and grew to adore it quite a lot, but she worried that his job would keep him from ever seeing her as more than a travelling companion. So naturally she was overjoyed when he proved her wrong and told her that he actually felt pretty similar - he also wondered if she really wanted to be as close to him as it seemed, or if that was just because she was sworn to the blade he carried. And even before that, she seemed sort of intimidated by the fact that his role was so important, so it came as a pleasant surprise to both of them that they actually had feelings for each other.

Then there were moments, as the calamity inched closer, where she and Zelda would act more as friends. Initially, Koci was intimidated by the Princess' role and status, similar to how she first felt about Link. And in the beginning, she didn't understand why Zelda seemed to hold such disdain for her. But when she later learned that it was for the same reason the Princess initially felt contempt for Link - because he was able to fulfill his role when she couldn't - Koci and Zelda began to understand one another more. Koci also didn't feel very confident about her role - it was given to her as something she just had to do, and made her feel like more of an accessory than a person among her companions. The moments when Zelda would come around and the two would share stories and laugh with each other helped Koci feel more welcome in the place she was supposed to be.

Then there came the point when she and Link decided to settle in his home in Hateno Village after Ganon's defeat. It was the first time after they'd admitted their feelings for each other that they could finally rest and spend true quality time together. It wasn't something either of them ever expected to want when they were younger, but after everything they went through over the previous years, it was special to each of them.

But the most important day (or days, rather) for Koci, whether she realized it at the time or not, was when Link came to claim the Master Sword - both the first and second time. For a few years prior to the first, she had been preparing for the moment the hero would appear to claim the blade she had guarded all this time, but she had no idea just how much of her life it would change. Getting to know Link both as a knight and as a person, going from a sheltered and simple life in the forest to experiencing the vast and unfamiliar kingdom of Hyrule, doing so alongside the Champions and getting involved with the royal family, making new friends in all of them... All of these things not only opened her eyes to a world outside the one she grew up in, but also allowed her to live and mature within it - something that, from what little she knew of her own race's history, no Kokiri had ever been able to do before.

[sugarcoated-lame]

JOEL FUCKIN’ YOU WHILST YOU’RE ASLEEP?! kricket… kricket………

smut below the cut*

warnings: pre-established cnc, somnophilia, unprotected piv, 18+ minors dni

hehehehe SEB !! my love 🧡

YES Joel fucking you while you’re asleep! I am a firm believer that as long as you’ve talked about it and he knows you’re okay with it, Joel, especially pre-outbreak, would LOVE to get his mouth on you while you’re sleeping and wake you up with his tongue (I mean I literally wrote a whole fic about that lmao), but also his cock 🫠

He just loves having you at his mercy, loves how sweet and peaceful you look, a beautiful angel in his bed with your hair all spread across the pillow like a halo around your face, and he can’t help but want to touch you, want to feel you. can’t help it because you just feel oh so good wrapped around him, but also because he likes for you to wake up to him making you feel that good too.

I could definitely see it happening on one of those nights where Joel gets home really late from a contracting job, tired and wound up from a long, stressful day and wanting nothing more than to relish in you and your warmth.

You’d tried to wait up for him, but when Joel walks into the bedroom, he finds you sound asleep on top of the sheets, your body closer to his side of the bed than yours.

Laying on your side, clad in nothing but one of his big t-shirts, your chest slowly rising and falling in even breaths beneath the soft fabric, the book you’d been reading to try to help you stay awake lies abandoned at your side.

The sight of you in his clothes, sleeping peacefully on his side of the bed, all snuggled up to his pillow, stirs something in Joel, his cock twitching beneath his jeans and he knows he has to have you, to feel your softness and warmth to make him forget all about the day he’s had.

smut below the cut** ❤️

Joel undresses quietly and shuts off the light on your bedside table before carefully climbing into bed behind your sleeping silhouette. His fingers find the hem of your—his—shirt and gently lift it up to reveal that you’ve forgone underwear and he lets out a quiet groan.

His rough, calloused palm gingerly slides over the curve of your ass, appreciating your curves before making its way to your front, sliding between your thighs to get you ready for him.

You stir for only a moment when his fingers brush your clit, a sleepy whimper falling from your lips at the sensation, before sleep overtakes you once again and you’re melting back into the sheets.

Joel’s fingers find your hole where you’re already starting to get wet from his light touch, sinking one of the digits in slowly. Pushing in and out of your warmth before adding another.

You’re still asleep when another quiet sound escapes you as Joel stretches you with his fingers, your back arching of its own volition causing your ass to press against his hardened length and he can’t help but let out a quiet “fuck” at the friction.

Once he feels you’re ready for him, Joel gently lifts your leg over his hip, pressing closer behind you as he lines up his leaking cock with your entrance.

Joel pushes in slowly, one inch at a time, and the way your warm, velvety walls just welcome him in so easily has all the stress of the day melting away in an instant.

His thrusts are slow and deep, his large hand on your hip guiding your pliant form back against him, his cock reaching places inside you that only he has ever been able to reach.

It’s only when his tip prods against that spongy spot inside you that would normally make you see stars if you were awake, that Joel feels your walls begin to clench tighter around him, your back pressing more firmly against his chest as you begin to stir with a quiet mewl.

“Mm- Joel?” Your voice comes out in a sleepy whisper.

Your hand clumsily reaches back to find his curls, a contented sigh leaving you as your fingers tangle in the soft strands, your mind beginning wake up and catch up with your body as he continues to fuck into slowly.

“‘M sorry for waking you, darling.” Joel presses a soft kiss to the back of your neck. “Just looked so fuckin’ pretty— Needed ya.”

oops got a little carried away with this one 🤭 but godddd I need a cold shower and like 3-5 business days to recover from this, I need this and him so bad 😭 !!! hehehe thank you for sending this my love, I hope you enjoy! ilyssssm 🥰❤️🧡

[nottsangel]

Foursome with Lorenzo, Theo and Mattheo. Will actually be the death of me

YUPPP i have three holes for a reason !

[realtransman4fakegirls]

not anon but none of those things are hot about us, uh i mean true about us!!!

Fakegirls like you are really too precious <3

I honestly can't tell if you're lying in an attempt to get me to put you in your place or if you really are this delusional <3

You're trying to tell me you don't have a hot, masculine body? Take off your clothes and look at yourself in the mirror.

You're trying to tell me you didn't send this ask knowing full well I would see right through you and put you in your place as a horny man, desperate for another man's attention? You're hard right now, aren't you handsome? So tell me again, am I wrong about slutty fakegirls like you?

[stvharrngton]

combining the best of both worlds: sub stevie with a breeding kink 🥺

*adds to never ending list of fic ideas👀*

you’re riding him and he’s so close like. you can feel him tensing all over and he’s a mess below you like he’s breathing so heavily and moaning and whining so loud and so he begs you to cum and you’re like ‘yeah? need to cum stevie?’ and he just groans and grabs your hips so hard and he stutters out like ‘can i cum inside you baby? oh angel please? i’ll be so good f’you, please baby’ and then you just tease him so bad like ‘yeah? wanna cum inside this little pussy? fill me up so deep?’ and he moans as he squeezes his eyes shut and he’s like ‘yes, god, fuck— need it so bad, wanna make you a mom, baby’

[fruitybashir]

https://www.instagram.com/reel/C9wHlM2xAZL/?igsh=MTljYnN0bjg3cHo1eA==

The Bojan

link

SCREAM?????? i guess i do write it like that huh...........

[candycryptids]

The worst part about being away for two weeks (day 3/14 btw) is…… besties I’m still only on lvl 96 ish msq. There’s gonna be updates and new content and I’m gonna just be hangin out treading water chewing on what I do know and trying not to click too many ‘show spoiler’ buttons cos it’s like a toss up on if I’ve seen I yet in game or nah 😵‍💫💦 (tho I appreciate everyone still tagging for dawntrail…. Big dotes n petal showers etc)

[cosmicsnufkin]

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[roses-in-the-shade]

At what point do the depot agents realize that there was two of them the whole time?

Thank you for the ask, anon! <3

It's definitely gradual, not so much a realization as a suspicion that grows as the evidence piles on, especially after Emmet's promotion to Subway Boss.

The obvious thing is that no human can possibly be in two places at a time, and Emmet, by all accounts, is definitely human. Eccentric, but that means little in the pokemon world, and lobbing a pokeball at people is just plain rude. Before the Battle Subway, the depot agents that had been his coworkers at a time only thought he had an eerie ability to make his way through the subway very quickly, with that limb swinging fast walk of his. He's pretty tall too, that helps. But talking to each makes it clear that occasionally the timing of Emmet sightings are way too close together and distance way too far apart.

And then Emmet becomes the Boss, and the discrepancies become too numerous. The Singles line and the Doubles line have overlapping schedules, Emmet's ability to run both seemingly by himself should be an impossibility. The white coat and the black coat. There's definitely no time to run to the changing rooms between challengers, and Emmet never seems to be carrying an extra coat around. He also apparently doesn't wear the black coat outside of the Singles line. And then the wildly different personalities and scripts. (Emmet and Ingo are making a point to not try hard to act like each other. They know their depot agents are trying to piece the puzzle together. It's verrry entertaining to watch them run their brains around in circles like a torchic with its head cut off.)

The idea that the person running the Singles line is someone else entirely does come up many times, but the depot agents just can not find the conclusive evidence no matter where they look, and the thought becomes odd when they really think about it. Because whoever it is, they look exactly like Emmet. 100%, no differences save for facial expressions. Even if Emmet somehow found a body double to work the other line for him, there's no way he'd be able to find someone who looks that similar to him. And whenever they go looking through the employee files, they can't find anyone in the files unaccounted for amongst them. The employment file for another Subway Boss doesn't seem to exist.

Unless it's stored inside Boss Emmet's office. And nobody is willing to risk their life invading Emmet's privacy. They can't stomach the idea of betraying Emmet and bearing his wrath. (Which is all fine anyway, because the file does not, in fact, exist at all. And at this point, the agents become convinced that Emmet really is fucking with them hard. Emmet's occasional sly smiles are not a coincidence, the smug bastard.)

And then, one day, a depot agent that works on the Singles line finally notices an interesting oddity when making an end of shift sweep through of the train at night. In the 21st car, there is a floor paneling that is just slightly out of place, located precisely where the Boss stands when facing challengers. When investigating, they find that it dislodges down and to the side, underneath another paneling, and what's underneath is inexplicable. A layering of highly conductive metal connected to a switch and a high voltage battery.

The agent reveals the find to the others and they cross reference together. The agents working the Doubles and Multi line confirm that no such hidden contraption exists on those lines, and likewise the 21st car of the Singles line is the only car to have it.

They have no idea what is means, but it's the only hint they've ever gotten that the person running the Singles line is not even run by a human at all.

(Chandelure, silly girl, didn't double check to make sure she hid it away completely.)

Oh, right, btw. Jackie knows. :)

[blazeball]

look i've had this blog for like 8 years and that entire time i've loved getting asks and never answering them

[mad-hunts]

@question-marked asked: “are you making fresh pasta?”

barton managed to barely hear eddie over the sound of two of his kids arguing in the background — who seemed to be jack and matilda, respectively, as he would soon call out to them using their names in his native tongue. but the fact remained that he had heard him and so after he essentially told them to ' get along ' in french, barton turned to face the other. he was currently kneading what looked to be some kind of dough with his hands, ❝ sorry, they've been unusually argumentative today with each other. you're going to have to excuse them. but yeah... lucky for you, you caught me right in the middle of making dinner. ❞

barton seemed to have some experience as he hadn't gotten any of the dough on his hands and it seemed to be quite close to having the right texture (not too dry, and not too wet). and truthfully, he did as the recipe he'd gotten for chicken alfredo from winslow? it called for homemade noodles so he figured he might as well try his hand at it. though barton still wasn't good at certain aspects of it, like actually rolling the dough through the pasta maker. a purposely overdramatic sigh left his lips then, ❝ ahh, but i'm really no good at rolling the dough through the pasta maker myself. if only there were someone here who could do it for me. ❞ he discretely looked over to edward afterward as if to say ' i'm totally not talking about you here, but also, i am. ' barton really didn't like to look like he wasn't an expert at things in the kitchen after all when he'd been cooking so long.

but this was only his second time making this, so he supposed it was more than reasonable for him to still struggle with it. barton stopped kneading the dough and looked at edward through squinted eyes as if analyzing him, ❝ i'm still a bit confused as to why you would come here when you're not injured. would you mind telling me again why you're here, considering i don't think you like me enough to be here simply for a social call? oh, and while you're doing that, could you also get me that dough cutter over there? thanks, ❞ a small unreadable smile ghosted across his features while he gestured towards the blade a little ways away from him. edward had honestly given him no reason to hate him, so as it stood, he felt rather ambivalent towards him. ❝ say, you aren't a vegetarian... right? because i'm making chicken alfredo. and enough to feed a small army, probably, so you can definitely have some. ❞

[faebriel]

unlocks Emotions by putting numb and when they come for me on my own damn oc's playlist