#i know i kinda did this for the trailer but i couldn't help myself

[spicyvampire]

Steps to a successful night of seducing men by dr. Wandee [an updated version of this gifset]

WANDEE GODDAY (2024) EP. 1

[missmarveledsblog]

THE BABYSITTING TRAP (18+)

Summary:  the gang made  a plan to set steve up and Y/n hopper up, did they expect it to go so well ?

Warning : smut , soft dom steve , praise kink , daddy kink , hair pulling   , spanking just steve unleashing his inner eddie to be fair . also everything nancy did and tension during season 4 we're just going to pretend it was us instead.  steve being fluffier than his hair . this is 18+ minors not welcome

As far as failed night go , he was starting to think this was possibly could be the best night of his life.  All he had to do was well  tell her how  he felt . which kinda was hard to do watching to move around her trailer wearing his t-shirt  making them popcorn  to watch a movie alone , together . the girl of his dreams , one that stood by everything , one who appreciated him .  little thing she would do told him as much  when they were hanging as group. she stop them teasing him about his failed love life , made sure eddie didn't eat his favourite snacks if he was running late , hell even having his favourite snacks there .  how she would actually listen to what he had to say during the whole upside down situation .  checking his wounds and making sure everything was healing  or cleaned properly.  how when he was pulled under water she was straight in after .. maybe shit he was idiot . the kids were right and it was right in front of him the whole time . he for once didn't think of his action , when she came over he helped her with placing the things down not before pulling her on to his lap and  cuddling her close , god her giggles made his day, a melody he could listen to on repeat he was sure of it .  " what has gotten into you harrington, not that i'm complaining  " her smile , that damned smile could make anyone's day brighter  . " something that took me way too long to do " he said proud his voice didn't squeak or waver  . " and what would that be " god he had the usually confident teasing yet kind and caring y/n nervous.  " taking that step   ,  a step we both wanted , to finally stop kidding myself and finally go after the girl i want so bad it physically hurts sometimes , making sure no one can take her away " he smiled leaning up and capturing her lips with his .  she wanted to punch herself the shit she  used to say about how ridiculous movie kissing was bullshit . she could literally eat her words with how wrong she was .  how his lips against hers felt like they were meant to be there . two puzzle pieces connect to reveal the whole picture. souls reconnecting after eternity searching for  each other , nerves coming to life , fire work the lot . 

Needing air they reluctantly pulled back , both shit eating grins on there faces .  " about time harrington i was beginning to lose hope " she sighed dramatically head falling against his chest. " hey you could have said something you know " he defended finger lifting her chin to make her eyes align with his . " maybe i was scared " she bit her lip which wasn't a lie  , she'd been the same telling the group they were seeing things .  " well i was was terrified , i mean imagine losing this beautiful , kind , sweetheart , kinda an asshole sarcastic woman and one of my best friends because i told her i love her so much it drive me insane" he bared it all everything he was feeling over the years . " wait love " she sat up looking at him fully searching his eyes  making sure it wasn't some stupid prank between him and the kids or eddie .  " love like full blown burn the world down for you love " he  repeated .  what words failed , actions didn't she crashed her lips against his  hungrily showing him how much she loved him , how he made her go on when she thought she couldn't , how he gave her the strength to fight when she felt weak . steve harrington held a place in her heart  since the moment she met him , those puppy brown eyes had her locked , hook , line and sinker .  she pulled the back of his neck in a bid to get closer , while her skin burned with a need  only he could satisfy .    a quick turn of positions and she was now straddling the man she dreamed about for so long .  steve kissed back harder like she was his only source of oxygen while his hands land on her hip pulling her closer .  like it was on instinct her hips rolled making the man  under let out the sexiest almost primal moan she had ever heard . it was surreal she had steve the hair harrington moaning beneath her .   " if we gonna do this baby girl then we are going to need that bed of yours " a husk almost whisper against her ear making her whimper. steve harrington made her  give out the neediest whimper  something she wasn't aware could happen.  " take me to bed steve " she moaned feeling his strain against his jeans . 

without be breaking the kiss , he lifted her effortlessly up off the chair , holding her steady as he kissed down her neck  the t-shirt he love seeing on  her was now in his way . she could feel her skin almost burn with desire pulling the shirt over her head showing  the pink lace bra hiding underneath . " i definitely died and now in heaven" he teased kissed down her chest as he hand pushed her bedroom door open and kicking it closed . laying her softly on the bed as she pulled her shorts off . " eager are we " he smirked seeing the lust blown eyes , kiss bitten lips and it was all for him .  " please steve fuck touch me , kiss me do something " she kneeled before him pulling him by his waist band .    "yeah i died and this is heaven " he growled pushing her on her back while giving her almost a bruising kiss .  licking , biting down her neck as he unclasped her bra sitting up to admire her , the dream he had were nothing in comparison to the real deal. " fuck you are so beautiful baby girl " his hand giving teasing pinches to her now hardened peaks .  " oh you like that huh baby" he grin bowing his head . at first it teasing kitten licks , before a hiss broken moan came from her lips feeling him sucking and  biting her nipples soft mouth making her core throb with a need . her panties drenched at the way he handled her in such as short space of time.  she felt a fire burn deeper when his kissing began to continue down her body .   even touch of his lips felt like her wildest dreams coming to life yet it still wasn't enough she needed more of him , all of him . " can i take these off"  he asked a false coyness lilt to his deep husky voice. " fuck yes please i need you " she whimpered . " oh baby girl daddy's gonna take care of you , be a good girl and sit back while i eat this little pussy of yours,  can you do that " fuck this was definitely a dream ." yes daddy i'll be good " .   she hissed feeling his finger sliding up and down painful slow yet not even where she wanted . " all this for me such a good girl ..mmm you taste fucking heavenly i knew you would my sweet beautiful girl " he moaned tongue swirling tasting her slick . never did he think he would have her  tasting so sweet on his tongue dancing on his taste buds it was safe to say he was already addicted. " mm fuck daddy " she cried feeling his tongue swirl around her puffy clit sending her head crashing against the pillow  the pulling his hair and her back arching at the sensation . steve harrington ate pussy like it was a five course meal and his last meal all in one . she felt her coil tighten and windup so tight she almost screamed when it snapped making his actions faster lapping up her orgasim . " fuck i'm doing that daily fucking hell baby you taste so good " he groaned wiping her juices from his face.  

" now i need to be in that pussy because i near damn came in my fucking boxers like a little virgin , can i fuck you my sweet girl " he smiled down seeing her blissed out face.  she couldn't speak all her mind consisted of was him and him needing to be inside her . " too cock drunk speak  that's ok daddy will take care of you " he growled teasing his cock through her folds coating him up ,underestimating his own control but slowly he began pushing in , feeling the softness of her walls  it was like she was made for him and him  alone .  she couldn't help the pleading and begging that flew out of her mouth nor if someone told her this would happen she'd laugh in their face yet here she was doing just that  .  " FUCK" she cried as he began to thrust hitting spots in her body she never knew where there ,  her nails  scraping down his back in a bid to pull him closer anyway she could but what surprised her most was when he pinned her hands above her head , fucking her into the mattress like it was his main goal in life  turning her on more that she even thought was possible . babbles and moans filling the room along with the filthiness spewing from the  mans mouth .  " daddy fuck just like that " she cried wanting to grab him but hell even the restricted movement made it better somehow. he let go of her hands gliding them down pinching her nipples as he passed them before he began circling her clit  . " we cum together baby i can feel it  " he growled as she clenched around . " now " his thrust sloppy then she felt his cum filling her up painting ever part of her cervix as she herself clenched down milking ever part of it .  " fuck that was...." she panted . " totally happening every chance we get .. i totally agree" he joked pulling out of her. " steve you know i love you too right .. so much it drives me insane " she leaned up lasily kissing him as he pulled her to his chest .  

bonus : 

" i'm not going in there but it's safe to say the plan worked and dustin is traumatise " robin nodded face in pure disgust. " who knew harrington was a kinky fuck " eddie smirked . " can we please just go " dustin whispered . " come on we can get the money of steve for therapy " robin led him toward eddies van . " HARRINGTON YOU ARE MY HERO " eddie yelled in . " munson come on before henderson barfs in your van " robin hissed. 

[yourjughead]

Attack Dog pt. 4

Sweet Pea X Reader enemies to lovers

A/N: I really like this part, finally some contact going on hehehe

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Sweet Pea POV

“Sweeeeeeet peaaaaaaa, moove overrrr I'm coming in-'' he slurred and stumbled past. What the hell is going on? He crashed onto my makeshift bed and stretched.

“-I amm having a sleeeeeep over here, the Seniors haveeen comman-commaannnder-commandereeed fuck it, they took my housee” I looked out the front door and watched some very drunk, very big men crowd into his trailer and close it. I went to object to him but he was already passed out on my sofa.

“Sweet Pea what's going on?” YN said smaly from my room. I quietly rushed to her and into my room.

“Jones kinda stole my digs after the seniors took his….do you mind if I stay in here?”

“I mean it's your room sooo I can just make my way home”

“No no stay, I don't know who's still around outside and besides it's freezing” there was little to no space between the two of us. It was difficult to fight my urge to lean into her. I forced myself to take a step back from her, taking a pillow from the bed and throwing it on the floor.

“Just sleep in the bed with me Snake Brain, your old man back will break sleeping on the floor” she shuffled back to the bed and slipped under the covers on my side of the bed. My side. I slid in next to her trying not to completely freak out that I was legitimately sleeping with the enemy. Both our eyes were locked onto the ceiling. I should really paint up there.

“What happened with you and Jughead earlier?” I couldn't help myself, I had to say something to take the weird tension away from between us.

“He told me I abandoned him and it was my fault he had to join you guys” she exhaled the words out. Fault? As if we're the worst thing in the world to happen to anyone. I have all the right to kick his ass from my sofa.

“Just leave him sleep Sweet Pea, you won't get anything out of him now” was she inside my head? I moved gently in the bed at this thought.

“You're not exactly hard for me to read Sweet Pea, relax” she laughed a little but I didn't relax. How was I so easy to read? No one has ever said that before. She rolled onto her side to face me, hands tucked up under the side of her face.

“What else did he say?”

“That I should have fought harder to come home sooner….that I might have been able to save him from you guys…basically it's my fault I'm upset” save him from us? Save him from us?! I went to move from the bed, I was gonna kick him out I don't care. I was stopped by the feeling of YNs hand wrap into mine beneath the sheets.

“Just leave it Sweet Pea, defend your honour tomorrow after you sleep-” she yawned out.

“-besides it'll be a lot more fun to shout at him when he's fighting his hangover” she gave a mischievous smile as her eyes gently closed. She's still holding my hand….I'm still holding hers….why are we still holding hands and why don't I want to let go?

I laid awake for half an hour staring at the peeling paint of the roof. The pain in my shoulder growing from my unmoving hand was getting hard to ignore as YN slept peacefully next to me. Caught between my dying nerves and the dying want to not let go I quickly rolled towards her, releasing her hand and catching it with my other. I misjudged the distance between us and clocked her straight into the head with my own as I did. She dropped my hand to place it on her forehead. Damn it.

“You're such a freak” she laughed, rubbing her forehead and then rolled in closer to me, draping an arm across my waist and gently pulling herself into me, resting her head between the pillow and my chest. Great. This is great. This is also very confusing. Again, it was like she read my thoughts, even half asleep and she sat up, leaning on an elbow to look at me.

“Sorry I… I don't know why I did that”

“It's okay YN…it was actually comfortable…I'm okay with it if you're okay with it” she gave me a smile I never wanted to see leave her. She has to know that that was difficult for me to admit. She rolled to face out towards the wall and for a moment I thought Id left myself be vulnerable to the wrong person, that she'd laugh and reject me, call me the silly snake brain I was and leave. But no. She didn't. She instead shuffled down into the bed and laid her back flat against my chest. I cautiously moved my arm to cross her waist and she caught hold of it to move it faster and then held it there with her own. Am I asleep? Is this a dream? Am I being punked?

I nestled my chin against the top of her head, pulling her closer into me, tangling our legs. So close to me…..oh shit too close she's too close. I shuffled a little to try to hide the part of me that was betraying any sense of secrecy I had about my changing feelings to YN. She just moved back to where she was, no hiding from her. I could almost feel her whole body smirking as she gently rubbed little circles with her thumb on the back of my hand. Damn it she's winning.

“You're not…hard to read Sweet Pea” yup, she's definitely smirking at me. I tried to push the embarrassment out of my voice before speaking. She's not gonna win this one.

“Well I hardly think that's surprising, I already told you what I think needs to happen for you to relax” I barely whispered, it was her body's turn to…stiffen in the bed alongside me. Point Sweet Pea. I slowly moved my mouth to hover above her neck. We were both so still, I could almost see the hairs on her neck stand on their end. My lips met her neck almost painfully gently. I began to kiss her there until she rolled her head back slightly to allow me more access. I then started to nip her neck, sucking gently as I went. Her own body betrayed her then as she gave a small moan of approval. Point Sweet Pea.

She didn't let my point advantage last very long as she began to push herself into my growing length, a low growl escaping me before I reburied myself in her neck, more feverishly this time. Her hand wrapped tighter around mine on her chest as she grinded into me, encouraging me on. Electric, I was being electrified by her. She rolled more on to her back and I was hovering above her. I didn't really think then, I just leaned down and met her lips with mine. Truly electric. I'm kissing YN. This went further than I thought it would. This is going to go further than I thought it was. She must have had the same thought separating from me. Sex is one thing, kissing someone like that and feeling how we did while kissing during sex is another thing.

“I…didn't mean to….I shouldn't have…” I didn't know what I was saying, almost begging her with my eyes to say anything.

“I-” she was cut off by the sound of Jones sneezing from the sitting room, causing us both to jump. I had completely forgotten he was out there. We were about to…I don't know what we were about to do but we were gonna do it with him out there.

“Night Sweet Pea” was all YN said, rolling away from me again to face the wall, this time not taking my arm with her. Fuck.

I didn't sleep for the rest of the night, the thought of what could have been controlling me. I don't think she was asleep either but I didn't challenge her on it. Fuck.

I got up and got dressed, heading into the kitchen for coffee as the sun hit the inside of the trailer. Jones sat up extremely groggily and groaning. Karma.

“Morning” I smiled at him, only getting a huff in return.

“Sweet Pea I'm gonna go before Jughead wa-” YN whispered as she entered the living area. Not quiet enough. Jones' head shot to hers then to mine and back again. If he wasn't green before he certainly was now. I didn't know what to think or where to look. Karma? YN just looked down briefly at her feet, surely just trying to take any break from his giant eyes. Then she looked back, directly at him.

“Morning Jughead, I gotta say, I kinda get the Serpent thing” she beamed. Oh she's evil, she's really really evil, she would make a great Serpent. She then practically bounced out of the trailer, leaving me back to face the brunt of his darkened eyes. Point YN.

Part 5

[eldritch-queern-magicat]

Actually, no, I haven't really changed at all since middle school. I'm still the same deeply creative weirdo with ever-growing eclectic interests. A happily blooming nerd. If I learned about something in school, I wanted to explore it at home, on my own. That's really how the electronics disaster happened. I'm actually incredibly grateful Mom and Dad monitored my Internet use. I am way too curious sometimes. And I have to see shit for myself extremely often.

I wasn't let back out properly as a specific part until sometime in the sixth grade. It was partially the cats, but also realizing Nanny probably wouldn't be around much longer. So when she did die, I was more relieved than anything else. I used to feel bad that I hadn't cried for her.

But she was stifling me and trying to tell me what to be. She didn't like me being curious about makeup? I was low-key kinda thrilled when I got makeup for Christmas in my senior year of high school. I like color. A lot. I used to constantly change my favorite color. Now I just say I love the entire rainbow.

And I had to hide that I absolutely loved Pokémon. I think she thought it was glorifying violence, but it's more like competitive high-contact sports. Either that, or it was the racism. Frankly, probably both. It's probably the one thing she might have been worse than foster care about. But honestly, watching all the stuff that had to do with entirely different cultures was so good for me. It still exposed me to to new ideas and lessons when I actually needed it. Among them, I started passively absorbing any little bit when Taoism or Buddhism were significant themes. Paired with Bible study on Saturday morning, I guess I managed better than I thought.

She was surprisingly ok with when I was really into western fantasy like Sabrina the Teenage Witch. I think she was also ok with Power Rangers and ThunderCats (the original). At least she validated my love of learning new things and legit gave me old text books (that I don't know where she even got) to look at science subjects at home.

I think that really started in the seventh grade when I got so obsessed with astronomy and in particular, black holes. It just amazed me how unfathomably massive the universe is. How far it goes, how long even light takes to travel through it. I couldn't help but find the divine in the actual, physical cosmos. And it was there with every part of it. I would think, ‘How can everything in this physical reality be bad if God had said it was good in the beginning? Surely we haven't corrupted everything. Cats and dogs know about compassion, in a sense. That's good and beautiful.’

It wasn't hard at all to be better than foster care, but she actually was. She did encourage me to ask questions if I was confused. She clarified a lot of the literalist theology so I could start to understand it. I think I asked to study the bible with her, with that very hope. According to Dad, she could keep up with devout Catholics. I had two different children's bibles at her trailer, plus she bought me my own standard bible when I was ten, for my birthday. She and Mom took me to the book store at the mall, and had them print my casual first name with my last name at the bottom right corner of the front in silver letters.

Fun fact, someone actually jokingly asked if I'd grown up Catholic because of my apparently deep knowledge of Christianity. That was during the summer last year. The irony of my current proximity to the nearest Catholic church is not lost on me.

What fucked me back up was how I was treated during high school a lot by peers and family, and largely I just got angrier more than anything else. I was trying my best to do better when it all started going downhill fast again. But apparently I was still not good enough. My cousins suddenly became spoiled brats because of my needs frequently not being met entirely, but they seemed so much better adjusted. They didn't understand, and I didn't know how to break my silence. So I started lashing out because i really didn't have the social skills I needed. So yeah, I was definitely an asshole at times. The bullshit from foster care got a refresh, and I was forced to submit to their training again.

Never had any serious issues with Grandma, though in typical moody teenager fashion, I was sometimes a brat.

There's a reason I didn't really come out of my shell again until my junior year of high school. I decided to try to be more brave the year before, since I knew I'd graduate in Ohio. I got better at my art and creative writing, and it seemed to give me a way to connect with others. I decided to go for the culinary class at the career center because hey--good food--and the only thing that was in question was my literal birth date and legal age restrictions with the student restaurant. I got in. Mom and Dad made absolutely sure it was paid for. So I decided to do another nuts thing and go try out for the spring musical. I met one of my closest friends that way. Truly a charismatic character (gonna tag you, @themerrymutants I miss you). I felt accepted and encouraged, like family is supposed to make you feel.

Memories are really just flooding in now, it's a just lot to process. Maybe it's because while answering the person on anon, I opened up a lot of my own psychological cupboards. I never really said a lot of that at once, let alone even explained my logic behind it all. It put a lot of things into perspective for me.

And I just can't help but think, oh, shit, I actually am competent. But I was constantly second-guessing myself because so many of the people around me were hellbent on judging everything I did. Now I understand that in those cases, they most likely feared how authentic I am. Some people, more or less depending on where I was at any given time, thought I was pretty cool because I was so authentic.

I stopped fronting almost entirely when Mom died. I still hadn't recovered at all from literally anything, and didn't know how to handle that. It took cycling through different roles to find something productive for me. I shattered, and ended up pushing most of my remaining idealism into the then-evolving Lilitu.

But I was always at my best when I was true to myself. There were still plenty of people who loved me for who I really was. And that was just enough to keep going. That is precisely what fueled my spite against others who didn't like me. And Mom sure as fuck never quit going.

-Era 🍎😺

[mincedpeaches]

rvb19 liveblogging post. #rvb19 spoilers

Did Wash get a new voice actor? Why does he sound so off.

Why is Grif like this. Why is Grif's character so off. He's not really stupid, he plays it up to be lazy. Why does he seem so weirdly angry. Yelling did not make the "they're right behind me aren't they" joke any funnier Geoff.

Okay I didn't even CONSIDER that Donut would never show up. Like after the Apple Cast listing was seemingly incomplete based on already confirmed people that had recorded lines. Only to have the shot of Donut getting sliced up in a cartoon be his first and God forbid only appearance? The disrespect. If he doesn't show up later I'm rioting. Did I miss a Joel-style falling out with Donut's voice actor somewhere.

Okay actually Wash sounds fine it was just the awkward exposition dialogue earlier I guess.

479er???? Does this count as a minor freelancer cameo.

A SECOND "hes right behind me" style quip with Meta!Tucker in the case. Burnie PLEASE. Avengers came out in like 2014.

Why does Tucker!Meta talk. Why does he have an evil laugh. Remember when all the Meta did was occasionally growl and he was threatening. Remember when all they had to do was play When Your Middle Name is Danger and it would make the machinima actually tense.

The Reds overall reluctance to help the Blues both earlier in the canyon when Caboose asked them and then now leaving Caboose on the ship... I don't know. It rings a little different when its the last season and all also the whole "they say no but then they change their minds" bit has been done so many times by now. Especially if this is meant to be happening after Chorus. This isn't really a lesson they need to be learning anymore.

Over 40mins minutes in and no mention of Carolina. I am... concerned. I thought she was in a shot in the trailer. Am I crazy. If she doesn't show up I just. In what WORLD does Epsilon run five squintilion simulations and not choose to contact HER instead.

OKAY HERE IT COMES THE SARGE SACRIFICE. FOR A BLUE. IM SCARED.

Hes gonna get stabbed big time ooooh my god I can't watch.

I feel like. Okay. When rvb got serious. It didn't have to undercut itself with jokes. When Donut was shot by Wash it was 100% played straight. No quips. So why does Burnie undercut Sarge getting stabbed by having him say "well dang it".

I've paused this like five million times to say "I can't" and all variations thereof. I'm not ready for "Matt's performance".

Hand on Simmons arm. And if I lose it right now.

Very touching moments happening here with Sarge and the team I cannot complain too much or really at except when in one of my numerous pauses of the movie to fortify myself I cannot help but clasp my hands and think. Where's Donut.

And also I cannot help but think when we were about to get on Torrian for trying to kill Tucker and now its like. Welp. (Not nearly as bad as a killing to gas up your bad rvb spinoff but still. It kinda feels like this is approaching that ballpark.)

"Run away while you can. I'm coming for you." *laughs evilly* Is this supposed to be like Tuckers personality, like a Doc-O'Malley thing where the AI adapts its mannerisms to the host. Because either way its a corny ass bit that does nothing. And I kinda of hate it.

Doc is very obviously all in Wash's head which is uhhh.... not where I expected the season to go. With Wash.

Grif and Simmons standing in front of Sarge's grave, alone: Me: soooo. grimmons?

OKAY SO. IMMEDIATE PIVOT TO HEARTFELT DISCHARGE THAT I DID NOT EXPECT. OKAY. SCENE WHERE GRIF ADMITS HE DOESNT WANT TO LEAVE SIMMONS INCOMING?????

OR HE ASKED HIM TO COME WITH HIM. EVEN BETTER. HELLO.

man really great stuff here happening here but I still cant help but be like. so why isnt Donut here. is it the homophobia.

This song kinda sounds like. No. it couldn't be.

Okay over an hour and no Carolina I'm kind of feeling like when I walked into the Supernatural series finale thinking Castiel might return only to hit the point of the ten minute long wincest scene, with no Castiel in sight.

TEX RETURN???? THE PERSON WAS TEX??? NOT CAROLINA???????

All the budget went to getting Kathleen to return after her fallout with Rooster Teeth.........

Okay wait so is Doc real? He was really giving hallucination.

Wait okay drop from the sky. If this ISNT Carolina. I'm ending it.

THANK FUCKING GOD. THANK GOD.

Again I don't really know why getting to her wasn't part of Epsilon's plan but WHATEVER. whatever. do Donut next.

Also I would love love LOVE for some Carolina and Tex moments after this fight. really rooting for the Bechdel test pass.

Okay we really kill Tex again huh. Should have put that on my Bingo card.

If the AIs in Meta!Tucker are fragments of Epsilon, meaning presumably when he fragmented the Epsilon memories would be gone, how does this Sigma know about Allison =Tex = Beta.

The cone on Grif did get me lmao.

EXPLAIN TO ME THE SWORD THING WHAT. Did Meta!Tucker say "You never were?" Am I missing something. That isn't how the swords work.

DONUT ONLY GETTING A CAMEO IN A CHEERLEADING OUTFIT GAG. HELLO. WHAT AM I MISSING HERE. WHY IS DONUT NOT HERE. also simmons gay thoughts.

why does simmons get the good throwing arm bit that was DONUTS thing. im about to break into Burnie's house. where is Donut.

Chex handhold walk into the white void. I should have put Chex on my bingo card.

Okay no so Doc still definitely a hallucination. What are we doing with this Burnie.

I'm counting Carolina looking sad at the smashed capture unit as Carolina Angst. Taking what I can get here.

Carolina just ignoring Wash mentioning Doc lmao.

OKAY NO WAIT. DOC DEAD. DIED IN THE CHORUS BATTLE. WASH BEING HAUNTED BY GUILT OF DEAD DOC. Burnie recon'd the brain trauma but was like wait. hold my beer.

this sad as hell actually. damn.

also the revival of wash/doc as a ship concept like DAMN where my recollection homies at for real. Remember in Chorus trilogy when the gag was nobody gave a shit about Doc and forgot about him in the transportation cubes. I know Doc fans eating. Except for how he's, you know, dead.

North and CT appearances. THERES my minor freelancer cameos.

Man I have SO many thoughts(tm) on this scene that I cannot articulate right I need to digest it for a little bit but. Giving all this angst to Wash (instead of Carolina). The scene on the beach in s15 being better because it wasn't slanted toward Wash. Why did I think Burnie was gonna do my girl right.

Agent One appearance..... oh wow...... yay............ 😑

Grif leaving without Simmons? No. no way.

Okay im gonna. Thats not. man.

Sorry I'm gonna get hung up on this in the Grimmons way first and then the rest of it after. WHY would you have the little "come with me" only to split up after. Not that I expected Grimmons lets be real but I didn't expect a split and more importantly I didnt expect a HALF BLOOD GULCH split up. Is the ending really for SIMMONS AND CABOOSE to be 1vs1'ing in the box canyon. Season 11 they were planning to go "home" and then the ship crashed. There is long since no Command. WHAT are they going to be doing there. Burnie ANSWER me.

okay credit rolling and they really gave Meta a stupid voice so Miles could do it huh. okay. They also gave him Sigma which I did catch in the voice acting.

the one Donut line WAS Dan Godwin. Mr Godwin what was your schedule like. PLEASE. could you really not reprise your roll. COULD THEY HAVE WRITTEN YOU OUT OF THE SEASON WITH A BIT MORE RESPECT, AND DARE I SAY GRAVITAS.

shout out to the one Andy line too lmao I didnt mention that earlier.

IT WAS THE BARE NAKED LADIES. THAT SONG. I KNEW IT. thats where the other half of the budget went I guess.

okay well. Its over. I need to collect my thoughts. And make a post.

[beth--b]

It was over.

At least, for now.

Steve had been trapped in a secret elevator, held hostage by Russians, beaten, drugged, crashed a car and helped fight a giant monster made of melted people parts. 

But it was over now, so it was fine.

After being checked out by the paramedic’s and downplaying his symptoms just a touch, he was eventually told to go home and rest. 

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Apparently he had a concussion, but hey it wasn’t his first time dealing with that on his own, a lot of soft tissue damage and some potentially cracked ribs. He had been told that by not going to the hospital he needed to at least get checked out by his regular doctor in the morning and to rest until then. 

His plans were laid to rest when they wouldn’t let him go until he called someone to pick him up.

He hadn’t wanted to. He wanted nothing more than to go home and sleep for at least the next 48 hours and then, well after that he wasn’t too sure. 

He especially didn’t want to worry Eddie.

Despite what he wanted, when Eddie showed up in the middle of the night, to a mall that was still on fire and a parking lot full of ambulances and other emergency vehicles, well it was kind of unavoidable.

To Steve’s relief Eddie somehow managed to play it cool until Steve approached his battered old van, the metal head only acting on impulses it was surely killing him to ignore, when Steve stumbled. At that point Eddie stepped in and wrapped an arm around Steve’s waist and helped him to the van. 

With Steve seated safely inside Eddie shut the passenger door and walked around to the driver’s side, getting in and pulling out of the mall parking lot and out onto the streets of Hawkins.

Eddie managed to stay silent for all of three minutes.

“What the fuck Steve? Where…what…I just I don’t even know what question to ask first because I just have so fucking many!"

Steve winced at the volume of Eddie's outburst and the metal head immediately lowered his voice. 

"Sorry sweetheart, I just hadn't heard from you in a few days so I figured, maybe your folks were in town and you couldn't talk so I convinced myself that there was no need to worry, but apparently I was way off the mark. How the fuck did you ever get those injuries in a fire?" Finally done, Eddie turned his full attention back to the dark street ahead of him before he reached out to grasp Steve's hand tightly within his own.

"I'm sorry for scaring you," Steve replied, letting himself relax back in his seat. Eddie's hand was warm in his. Grounding.

"It's ok. I should have at least waited til tomorrow to play twenty questions. Clearly you've had a rough time. Your poor face Stevie. Does it hurt much?"

"Kinda. Paramedics gave me something that helped with pain. I'll let you know tomorrow though… or later today I guess. We going your place or mine?" Steve could feel the last of the adrenaline wearing off and he felt sore and cold despite the Summer heat that lingered even in the darkest parts of the night. He just wanted to go to bed.

"Mine's closer and you looked wrecked. Close your eyes, we'll be there soon. Just rest until then."

Too exhausted to argue, Steve closed his eyes, leaning his head against the window.

Soon enough Eddie was gently shaking his shoulder to wake him. Blearily Steve got out of the van only to find himself wavering on his feet. Before he could do more than weave a little unsteadily Eddie was there just like he had been earlier. Eddie didn't let go until they made it inside.

"Eddie, you got Steve there?" Wayne asked as soon as Eddie opened the trailer door. 

"Yep, I got him," Eddie answered as he tugged Steve through the door, still helping to support the younger man.

"Well shit son, you sure you shouldn't be at the hospital?" Wayne was on his feet and moving to the pair as soon as he got sight of Steve, "Get him on the couch Eddie."

Steve was soon situated on the worn couch, Eddie beside him and Wayne getting him a glass of water.

It wasn't until Steve was sipping at his water that the events of the past days really hit him. He hadn't realised he was crying until Eddie carefully wiped away his tears and began to whisper soothingly to him. Wayne discreetly picked up his packet of cigarettes and went outside.

Steve couldn't seem to stop the tears now they'd started. It was like the floodgates had opened and he had no idea how to close them. Tears that had started silently soon became great heaving sobs and Steve was quickly wrapped in his boyfriend's arms.

Time lost all meaning and Steve truly couldn't have said how long he sat there letting Eddie hold him while he cried. He was crying for Robin and the fact she was now involved with this Upside Down bullshit. He cried for Eleven who had lost her father. He cried for Max, having to watch her step brother die. For all the people in the town who had died becoming part of the mind flayer. He even cried a little for himself. When the torrent of tears finally began to slow Steve pulled away from Eddie's embrace just enough to look him in the eye.

"Sorry about the water works. I'm just being dramatic," Steve sniffled a little, rubbing his hands down his now red and blotchy, face.

When Steve looked at Eddie once more, the metalhead was staring at Steve as though he'd just grown another head.

"Excuse me, did you just fucking apologise for crying after what appears to have been a night from hell? Stevie it's not dramatic to cry after a traumatic event. It's human." 

Shaking his head Eddie just pulled Steve close again in another hug, letting out a few sniffles of his own.

"I guess," Steve murmured against Eddie's neck. "I'm tired. Can we go to bed?"

"Of course," Eddie replied. He pressed a kiss to Steve's head before pulling away. "But not before you take a shower."

"As long as you join me, you have a deal," Steve said with a trace of his usual smile.

"Deal."

[the-fiction-witch]

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I yawned trying desperately to stay awake,

"You can sleep you know, we won't land for another couple hours, have a nap" Thomas told me

"I don't like sleeping on planes," I said unable to stop another yawn

"Sleep. Go on I'll wake you if anything happens"

"You sure?"

"Yeah go on don't worry I'll look after you," he says

"Thanks, thomas" I smiled I did my best to get comfortable and get some rest but I couldn't I just found myself squirming in my seat

"Here" he spoke up grabbing his jacket and putting it over me like a blanket "That better?"

I smiled the jacket was so soft and cosy I nodded and did my best to get cosy with it but I was still struggling but without another word, he pulled me to lean my head on his shoulder

"There, that better?"

"Yeah thanks, Thomas" I smiled nuzzling closer and soon enough I drifted off to sleep I hadn't actually slept so well in ages nor since before we started shooting months back mostly because I'd been on hotel beds and trailer mattresses which is not good for sleeping

"Hey, hey... Wakey wakey" I heard his voice muttering and I quickly sat up noticing I had really been asleep and I had even slightly drooled down my chin

"Oh my god- I am so sorry"

"Don't worry about it, you needed to sleep. I kinda forget most people can't just fall asleep whatever like I can" he laughed "I did nap with you for a bit though I'm not gonna lie"

"Did you?"

"Yeah you looked so cosy, I just rested my head on you and that's it I was out"

"You really can sleep anywhere?"

"I once slept on my motorbike"

"How-"

"It was parked. But still. I was doing Christmas shopping in Oxford Street which is a bad idea in general and I was super jet lagged yeah I just laid myself in the fuel tank and I honestly slept for about three hours. Apparently, the guy in the shop was about to call someone he thought I was dead"

"I'm not great at falling asleep. Anywhere that's not my bed"

"Ohh, you must struggle filming away then?"

"It's not fun, how long till we land?"

"About ten-twenty minutes"

"Ohh my-"

"I wanted to let you sleep"

"Thank you Thomas" I smiled

"Have you tried bringing your pillow with you? To help you sleep? you know Dylan does that"

"Yeah I tried that doesn't help plus you look crazy carrying a pillow through an airport"

"True." He laughed

Soon enough we landed and gathered our stuff heading together so we could keep chatting but I noticed something just beyond the next doors

"What?"

"Shit."

"Ohh fuck. Just stick close to me we'll be alright" he says

I did my best to stay close to him but that wasn't easy as the crowd of the press had formed and clearly had intentions they crowded us and I did my best just to keep my head down ignoring the shouting, the flashes, and how uncomfortably close many of them were. I kept pushing people away as their cameras and hands just felt so close I was nervous I'd hit them as I walked or something worse, by now they had managed to separate us even if Thomas did look back to find me and I gave him a nervous look he managed to move back a little and offered his hand through the madness which I quickly took as they got closer and more aggressive the noise and flashing now hurt my eyes I felt so scared of these men and there cameras as they got so close to me leaving me little space to breathe let alone anything else especially as I was wearing a dress. Thomas saw I was uncomfortable and tried to pull me through faster but the moment he did I heard this unmistakable rip.

I froze my blood running cold, he clearly saw too as first his face read of shock, then anger.

One of the photographers in an attempt to get closer grabbed the back of my dress causing it to rip exposing my legs, and my panties the Rip so far up my back you could see my bra.

Immediately I screamed and every camera flashed quickly trying to get the scoop.

I was utterly paralyzed but Thomas quickly wrapped his jacket around me and pulled me through where security was waiting to help quickly ushering us to a security room without any windows to give us privacy and protection. 

I sat doing my best not to burst into tears, thomas paced around the room utterly fuming muttering things to himself

"He's lucky I didn't break his fucking hand. or his camera. fucking cunt" until he saw me "Sorry y/n. are you okay?" He asked and the moment he did I couldn't hold back my tears he quickly pulled me into his chest kissing the top of my head and doing his best to soothe me "It's okay, you're okay. so long as you're not hurt that's all I'm worried about"

The door opened and we both jumped but luckily it was just one of the assistants for the press tour with our bags, 

"Okay talked with security, and they have assorted the press out, we have been told from security they are crowding most of the exits but they have explained they can get a secure car around to a different less popular exit they can't guarantee no press but less" She explained 

"We have any other way of getting out of the airport?" thomas suggested 

"Other than getting on another plane"

"Okay, are you gonna be okay?" he asks 

"Yeah, I'm just going to feel worse the longer I stay" 

"Alright, I'll give you a chance to get changed" He nodded heading out with the assistant a moment so I opened my bag and got myself some other clothes even if I felt so horrible, once I was dressed the security helped us through another part of the airport sneaking us through until we got outside and quickly got into a blacked-out car "You okay?"

"I think so" I nodded 

"Come here" He says pulling me onto his shoulder and keeping his arm around me 

"Okay we have a bit of a problem" the assistant spoke up

"What?" He asks

"The press have found the hotel and are swarming like a plague of locusts" 

"Is there at least a back entrance they can get us into?" 

 "Just finding that out" 

Immediately I felt nervous

"It's okay. I'm gonna take care of you" He reassured 

"There is a back door they use for staff they said they can let us in through there but they have already had to throw five guys out for roaming the halls looking for what room she's in"

"Fuck. Okay... how many rooms do we have booked at the hotel?"

"Three."

"Okay, get us in the back we can hold up in my room until these vultures calm the hell down."

"Okay that's the plan" she explained 

"Don't worry I'll keep you safe. I promise" 

[mariska]

hi queer friends in my phone i hope u have all been having an ok month so far 💖 im sorry i havent been online very much lately, its like 80% just me being forgetful except to hop on my phone app for like ten mins to browse my dash and reblog something and get distracted by another non phone related activity LOL. my bestie Eli is here still until the rest of the month and we finished our rewatch (their first watch, my like......who even knows the specific numbered rewatch) of Avatar The Last Airbender a couple days ago and that was very fun and exciting, it was wild getting to those last few episodes in the final season and just totally getting brought back to being a kid in my head when the show was actively airing on tv and i was sitting in my bedroom exploding from sheer special interest excitement watching the story wrap up on the super small box tv i used to have like 15+ years ago 😭🫡 we haven't started watching Legend Of Korra yet since we just finished ATLA and need to like. take a lil Avatar media break before jumping into another entire finished series fhdhdhsfsshhgd but excited for whenever we start that too!! Eli showed me a fav movie of theirs the other night called Thoroughbreds and i REALLY liked it, fellow toxic yuri enjoyers i truly cannot recommend that one enough those girls have Problems In Abundance and i love that for them and also me.

OH OH OH ALSO on my birthday after we got home from out of house activities we watched that Nic Cage movie 'Dream Scenario' that i've wanted to see so bad since the first trailer for it dropped online a while back, and i am truly not just being dramatic when i say i think that is my favorite movie i've seen this year and it will be Difficult for another movie to win over that 2024 Fav Spot in my mind, it was exactly what i wanted it to be and MUCH MORE LMAOO IT WAS SO GODDAMN FUNNY. very specifically Me And Eli's Kinda Stupid Sense Of Humor throughout the whole run time we were fuckin losing it at every other scene. that was a wonderful lil birthday treat.

also the antique mall we were gonna go to ended up being closed on the day of my birthday so we went to a big mall off-Cape that i like instead and have been to a few other times for past birthdays cus they actually have a bunch of different types of stores with stuff i actually enjoy unlike the more local mall we have here that is 100% dying a slow agonizing Mall Death lmao. went to Build-A-Bear and they had that one bear style in stock that literally just looks like a femme lesbian with the lesbian flag colors and perfect lil eyeliner so i made a Chappell Roan inspired pop star outfit wearing lesbian colored bear (saw someone else online do that a lil while back with the same style i chose so i couldn't resist doing it myself when i saw it was at the store hfsfgsvsgshshdg) and the ppl working there that day were all super chill and friendly and most likely around me and Eli's age or maybe a few yrs younger than us, the person who helped me make my bear specifically was really friendly and fun to talk with cus while we were in there it was pretty much just us and the employees for the majority of the time, he like immediately picked up on me being A Very Obvious Femme Lesbian on account of The Femme Lesbian Bear and also The Very Over The Top Femme Alt Outfit I Was Wearing and we chatted abt being gay and trans while he was stuffing the bear it was such a genuinely sweet and wonderful interaction, he was also autistic and we got to briefly bond over Build-A-Bear being mutual life long autistic special interests of ours and he seemed rly happy to hear that i was turning 27 that day and was still actively wanting to spend birthdays making custom stuffed animals there it was just really great all around 😭💕 also before the mall closed later on we did a quick stop at the FYE store that was there (i always get very excited when i see a still active FYE store anywhere cus it was a childhood fav place of mine to shop but our local mall closed ours when i was a teenager lol) and there was a small stand set up with some ATLA merch and i got a fully functional Momo backpack/crossbody style bag that i am so incredibly psyched about having fjdgedfdhsshfg it is very cute. and anyone who knows me knows i love adding a silly lil functional novelty bag to my collection of silly lil novelty bags. so it will be getting much use from me out in the world

anyways!!! thats pretty much what i've been up to, just figured i would hop on and write a mariska life update so everyone here knows i didnt just like. drop off the face of the earth lol

[quillsmora]

First I want to say I'm so sorry people have sent you hateful messages or said mean things to you over issues you've had with IW. That's so unnecessary. I'm sending you internet hugs.

Secondly, thank you for sharing a balanced view of Gunn. His work is often excellent but that doesn't mean he lacks room for improvement. It's been difficult since vol 3 came out to have many constructive conversations about the movie and regarding Gamora. It's been frustrating to see people who criticized EG and the Russo's for not focusing on certain things and not developing parts of the story more or who swore up and down Gunn would absolutely focus on them and do it so much better, and now that vol 3 is out missing some of the same story beats, people are totally fine with it or acting as if they were never needed in the first place. It's okay to love some stuff while admitting other stuff wasn't great. It's not better or more mature to pretend something is flawless. It's also eye opening seeing people do this and then turn around and predominantly praise or gush over every other character but Gamora. If they think everything was flawless why not gush over her too. Then there's the people scrutinizing Gamora as if she were the villain. I saw Thanos get more love from some fans. It's like I'm in the worst timeline. I'm just happy for Gamora friendly blogs like yours. It makes my fandom experience much better.

ty for the hug anon <3

and yeah, i like gunn and his work, but at the end of the day he's still a straight white man™️ with the experiences of a straight white man™️ and it can sometimes come across in his writing. again, my only issue with vol 3 is that i wish it delved more into this new gamora and her relationships with the other guardians/what lead her to becoming a ravager. sometimes it felt like she was only there because they needed to wrap up peter's arc on moving on from grief. i was personally disappointed in that as someone who's been a gamora fan since i first saw her in that cut scene of her topless in the vol 1 trailers that definitely had a major part in my gay awakening on the big screen when i was 11 years old. i think it's important to acknowledge the people you respect, especially in an industry like Hollywood, aren't perfect and you can disagree with their choices while still liking what they did end up making. a lot of that has been lost, especially when it comes to talking about comic book movies (you know exactly what group of fans i'm referring to).

gamora is definitely the least talked about guardian out of everyone and i've seen a lot of misinterpretation about what gamora was in vol 3/people seeming to forget that she died and saying she and peter just "grew apart". there are others who are quick to say who peter should move on with (it's not just that ship, for some reason the five peter x kitty fans in existence seem to think they now have a shot of mcu starkat/prydequill lmao), and who have diminished what gamora meant to all the other guardians, not just peter and nebula. like, she was groot's mother!! and james had to clarify that in an instagram comment because people couldn't pick up on that dynamic in vol 2!!!

gamora deserved so much better than what she was given in the mcu, and i'm always going to believe that. hell, she also deserves better than what she's currently being given in the comics too.

i'm glad my blog is being seen as a bright spot by other gamora fans! i've loved gamora for nearly a decade now and i'll always love her. she's been such a core part of my fandom identity, it's kinda like how i'll always love ariel from the little mermaid or katniss from the hunger games or even santana from glee, her character helped me identify with and discover myself growing up :,).

[pierswife]

@wyrmmak SOOOOOO TRUE well get ready for the Manda Lore Unlock cause this one is a fun story

Okay, let's go all the way back to November 2019. It's my third semester ever of college. I was doing so freakin good at avoiding leaks and spoilers for Sword and Shield (except for official release trailers) and was just SO excited to pick up my preorder after class (it was an 8AM Friday lecture and I sadly couldn't go to the midnight release even though I was invited got a call from gamestop that night and everything). I even requested the day off from work too because I'd be dammed Taco Bell kept me away from my pokemon and it was midterms too so extra excuse to request off (did this with Three Houses too fun fact). This is to set up how this man absolutely blindsided the fuck outta me when I first saw him.

So here I am, absolutely powering through this game having the time of my life playing it because idgaf what people say and idc how much a pokemon game may suck, if I have the ambition I'll finish it in less than a week. Keep in mind, I had no fucking idea who Piers was. And then I get to Spikemuth and I am ABSOLUTELY loving the vibe and the music and I am absolutely jamming out to everything. And then I get to him and he gives his little before battle speech thing and tbh I'm enthralled because I just love the way his dialogue was written and also just found it so cool that he was the still 7th gym leader without being able to dynamax his pokemon and honestly commended the fuck out of it (I'm not a big fan of it myself and only used it when I absolutely had to). I'm also just a sucker for his aesthetic and found myself getting a little crush after finishing his gym. Also his battle music was a fucking banger and I would just constantly listen to it for a few days after. And then we got to the lead up to Rose Tower and I fell harder when he just kinda shows up and basically is 100% down for some anarchy to help the kids stop Rose. And then GOD the post game where it shows that he's just such a good older brother and constantly worried for his sister, but also accidentally adopting the player character and Hop along the way and being the most tired mom friend like ever, icing on top of the cake. And I was cackling when at the end of the post game he gives you his rare trainer card and basically goes "never contact me for something like this ever again" and just LEAVES. Had me giggling like a maniac. So yeah by December that year I was pretty down bad.

Overall I just appreciate how he's a pretty chill and down to earth dude, but 100% is so fucking down for violence (think along the lines of "violence is the question and the answer is yes"). I also just love how like... prickly he seems on the outside before you do kinda get to know his character a little bit more. I've always found characters like that super neat in general! The more I learned about him the more I felt "hey, this would be someone I'd be super comfortable being myself around" and he wouldn't mind my Mentally Ill Moments and would actually sit with me and help me work through them (because my and a lot of people's headcanon is that he's been through some shit himself so he understands). I also have the old fic I wrote forever ago where he helped me repierce my ears (cause irl I was repiercing them in my bathroom lmao) and that was just absolute nail in the coffin I would die for this man. Tbh it's a mix of his mannerisms and how you could fill some stuff in with headcanons (a lot of which a majority of the fandom agreed on) and how I just see him as someone who I could just let my guard down around and relax that made me like him so much.

[itsmeinthiscorner]

November Gala : My first WMSU Halloween experience and the School USC officer induction amidst Halloween extravaganza

As the sun starts to dive in the horizon, i heard the campus begins to howl music, and i found myself thrust into a weird blend of excitement and awkward confusion. This wasn't just any Halloween bash—it was the eve of a wild extravaganza, the night of the school officer oath-taking, and the moment my sweater decided to take on a gang of goofy, haunted dresses of people. Talk about a night to remember!

As i stepped into the school ground, the gravity under my eyes sunk short. I see people coming in with their trick-or-treat costumes, all mostly in black get -ups.

My sweater? Totally not keeping up with the cool crowd. It was like a peek-a-boo moment on my part.

When the dawn kicks off with this whole induction thing. I'm checking out the new leaders' faces, and even though I don't know any of them, there's this cool vibe of camaraderie mixing in with the Halloween fun.

So, in the middle of the crowd, someone spills the beans – there's this freaky house all set to give the Crimsons a good scare. Everyone can go in by five, and folks can't help but wonder what cool, spooky stuff awaits inside. Like, how wild did they go transforming our school space, you know? I couldn't even help but marvel a thought.

And then just after our first scream with the four of my classmates echoed, I've realized that the once mundane corridors now adorned with cobwebs, solemn pumpkin candles, spooky decoration and our journey to the leading room was a spur-of-the-moment jumpscares and shouting all over, adding a thrilling chill to the atmosphere, seeping into the fabric of my sweater.

Here's a clip that captures our craziness 📸::

Upon reaching the end of what it seems a long dim tunnel—with all the adrenaline, panting and sweat, I just took a sec to think about how this Halloween vibe totally flips the script on our small, kinda 'not on it's good shape' campus.

Sure, the place isn't a towering building with vintage libraries, like any other colleges, but guess what? We manage to pull off an awesome Halloween bash with what we've got.

It's like our school's signature style – making the most of what's around, no need for fancy stuff. Halloween here isn't about a huge setup; it's about all of us getting into the spooky spirit together and whatever shivers our spine that came with it.

Later in the night, there were dances, singing performances, and storytelling each exerting effort, submitting to the ambience. Horror movie trailers were brilliant, from the cast to the cinematography, it feels really great that everyone on the intermission is down to put everybody on the edge of their seats.

On this very magical celebration, we let ourselves drunk in the beat of the music, under colorful lights, Laughs were shared like inside jokes, and cheers still echo in my ears. My sweater even had a showdown with some fancy cloaks, Halloween OOTD, and chill dresses on the red carpet – a night to remember, for sure!

In the end, when the clock struck late, and everybody's going home, there we were – me in my cozy sweater and sleeping pants.

Everyone still rocking their makeup.

Stepping out into the quiet night, I couldn't help but feel this cool vibe for the school, the awesome event team, and every pic that caught the essence of my first WMSU Halloween bash.

Yes, no more euphemism—but here's what, to experience Halloween at Western Mindanao state university (WMSU) was the coolest thing so far happens to me this year!

[rossithepixie]

Heyyy Rossi !! This is for ur Autumnal asks :D

Frost + Maple + Harvest + Spice

If you could give some advice to your younger self, what would you say?

Oh there are so many things! But I think I would tell them to not hang onto people who don't love you how you need. Don't cling onto them hoping that they'll change when they've already showed you how they'll treat you. You'll only get hurt over and over that way and you don't deserve that.

Is there a hobby/skill that you've always wanted to try but never did.

Ohh lets see. Playing an instrument! I kinda wish i'd learned to play guitar.

What fictional character do you identify with most?

ahaha this probably doesn't speak well for me but it's Yuuta from jjk. With Yuji being second.

I always had a lot of confidence issues growing up and was really badly bullied so i was nervous and withdrawn a lot like yuuta, definitely a people pleaser who just really wanted approval and friends. It definitely got better and i found my confidence though i do still have my moments. (there's more but i'm gonna move on) As for the Yuji element I just try to bring a positive energy to things and I have a tendency to look out for others before myself. It's not the best thing but if i can help i want to because i'd hate to think i could have done something but because i didn't somthing bad happened to someone.

Have you ever encountered a house you believed to be haunted?

yes actually. My grandma's trailer. It never felt right in there espcially after she passed away. It was worse after my mom had a priest come to the house. I got to have my own sleep paralysis experience that still so vivid to this day. (and maybe that is just what it was, sleep paralysis) but it was such a jarring experience in the context of that place as a pre-teen. I remember waking up because i heard my window slide open. I couldn't move at all and i saw a dark figure enter my field of vision looming over me and it literally took my breath away. My chest unable to move to take in air. And then... i don't remember. We moved out of there not long after.

Thanks for sending these in, Gigi! It was fun to think about some of these. (I know i cheated on the character one by doing two, sorry bout that)

[nopethatsnotembarrassing]

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

He was talking about the difference of AR and Live AR and I heard him reference Zone so I immediately clipped it while he was live and I think he demonstrated the meanings very well for people to understand!

8 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

#4

Okay so in my catching up on the Dream SMP, I've been mostly sticking to the cardd list that was linked to me when I asked about how to catch up (with some supplementary Vods/videos from Ranboo, Tubbo, and Techno when I can figure out the timing of them)

And I just got to Tommy speaking to Dreams sister the second time and the whole video is funny enough that I'm smiling through the while thing but then Techno gets involved and is trying to help.

And then I got to the part where they listen to Pigstep.

And I got absolutely taken out by:

"I basically just realized this is basically the most powerful thing on the server, since it means you get copyrighted. I'm gonna steal it now."

*Tommy hits the disc out of the player and it flies into Technoblade*

"FUUUCCCKK!!"

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9 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

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16 notes - Posted October 19, 2022

#2

I was gonna wait a little bit longer to say what I've been doing but the new comeback trailer released and I'm just so excited for it I couldn't help myself

I've been drawing the SKZoo characters in their different music video outfits! (It's transparent btw)

As long as it's not against any copyright I kinda wanna make them into stickers (if that's something anyone else would be interested in?)

44 notes - Posted September 8, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Okay so I just got to the part where Dream builds a wall around L'Manburg cause George's house got griefed

And I know its all written and acted out but I really love that Tommy's character never once sold out Ranboo. I mean he mentions that he was with him but when it comes down to it he confesses that it was just him that did it. And even when Tubbo asks 1 on 1 if Ranboo helped at All, Tommy said no.

The only other person we have really seen that level of care for from him was for Tubbo who he's known basically his entire life.

So your telling me this kid got so attached to the kid who couldn't remember (without really knowing the extent of his short term memory issues) that he didn't want to see him hurt since he just went along with it.

For someone who I've typically seen described as careless it seems that he does care quite a bit about the people around him.

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[copperbora]

I have watched it and it was good! 😁❤️

I strongly recommend staying until the very end of the credits for a scene of badass Decepticon goodness!!!

MAJOR SPOILERS under cut because I feel the need to write mine thoughts!

⚠️Don't look under the cut if you haven't seen the movie yet. ⚠️

Please watch the movie first, it's good!😁

Okay, my spoilery reactions!

- I really really liked Sentinel's story arc in the film, it has some peak Sentinel Prime goodness(/evilness) in it! Transformers One also features the prettiest Sentinel Prime design that I think that we've ever seen; he's one gorgeous aft helm! A very pretty boy! (His was probably my favourite design.)

- Loved the nod to TFP's Steve; great fan community in-joke!

- I liked how Airachnid was utilized (although I am generally not a fan of her, fans who really like her may or may not like her characterization but personally I thought that it was good.)

- I get why they put the t-cogs in the characters' chests on a thematic level in this movie but my brain couldn't help feeling constantly confused because that's traditionally where a Cybertronian's spark goes (as it is kinda their heart... you know, along with their fuel pump.) To me, and from my vague remembrance of IDW/TFP, the t-cog is an abdominally located part/organ, kinda like a spleen. Honestly it took me half the movie to even notice the disturbing creepy gaping holes in the character's chests so I think that the decision missed the mark thematically anyway.

- Skywarp, Thundercracker, Slipstream, the Coneheads, possibly maybe Sunstorm, Hotlink and Misfire were present, hurray!!! I need to rewatch it a billion times to dissect it frame by frame to identify more seekers once I can obtain it on DVD.❤️✈️ Most of the seekers were kind of only seen in glimpses.

- Skywarp got a line and he sounded fine!❤️❤️

- Jazz's reaction to his frame after he got his t-cog was extremely adorable, can we just please hug him?🥹❤️

- IRONHIDE, WHY ARE YOU TEENY

- Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, eee!! So soooo good to see some lesser seen Autobots! They were even standing together! Yay!

- Blurr, you look weird.

- Ratchet was mentioned!

- There were so many dudes with chevrons on their noggins that I got lost trying to figure out which one was probably Prowl in consequetive scenes.

- Shockwave's scene was hilarious.

- Shockingly... I didn't find myself disliking Bumblebee, even though he was an idiot. I still think he's somewhat overused as an Autobot protagonist character though.

- Elita was standard Elita; no complaints.

- I was somewhat weirded out by what looked like visors on some of the seekers but only because I've never seen that before. Personally, I'm not into it as a design thing as speaking from a scientific brain seekers should have superior vision and not need such things to augment their vision by default, being, y'know, flight frames. To clarify: I think that visors are badass, just rather odd looking and nonsensical on seekers.

- I wasn't a fan of Megatron's voice in the trailer and I still wasn't really a fan of it in the full length film. I got more comfortable with it towards the end as Megatron became more Megatron-ish (aka grumpy and homicidal.)

- The Megatronus Prime plot was a bit weird but I think that it did work really well as an origin story for the Decepticon brand as well as a plot point for Starscream gaining respect (however temporary) for Megs. (I spent most of the movie trying to remember which actual Prime Megatronus Prime had replaced)

- I'm never into red optics immediately equalling evil so I hated the story element of Megs' eyes changing colour. It's such an overused thematic story telling trope and instead Megs should've just had red optics from the very beginning of the story. (But I personally also believe that Decepticons are not inherently evil, nor are the Autobots inherently good. Black and white depictions of the factions are extremely juvenile, which is one reason I loved Earthspark so much because it depicted the Decepticons in shades of grey. I really wish that ES would have gone into Starscream's backstory with Megatron more; we really needed it.)

- Starscream's voice was awful - he sounded like fragging Swindle. I did like the little backstory they put in for his screechiness, but ugh... basically, every Starscream should be voiced by Steve Blum. In my sage opinionated opinion Steve Blum is simply the best Starscream voice actor and if you're not going to have our glitchy flyboy voiced by Steve Blum he should at least be voiced by someone with a snobby British accent so that he sounds sufficiently like the high caste afthole that he is.

- Starscream's neck was distractingly hideous; it looked like a weird fat rubber thing, not pretty at all like other character's necks in the film like Elita-1's. (Her neck was top tier.) I know this might seem like a weird aft thing to fixate on but Starscream is supposed to be sleek and beautiful, fraggit! (The rest of Starscream's design was nice!)

- There are indeed some MegaStar implications if you squint!✈️🔫

- Skyfire is mentioned! And yes, he is called Skyfire! Yay!

- Megatron, how the frag did you get your turret back after Optimus beat you over the head with it?! Do weapons just magically respawn the second someone transforms in the TF One continuem?! Plot hole!!(/maybe they forgot to use the model of turretless Megs in that scene in which I hope they fix this for the post-theatre release.)

- Because I can't remember what Alpha Trion's alt usually is I rather liked his foo dog?/dragon? alt!

- ...why didn't they just find Sentinel's creepy t-cog depository instead? Instead of 'because magic.'

- I'm never a fan of character designs where the Matrix of Leadership is super visible in a Prime's root mode because it's like a 'shoot me here' bullseye target.

- I loved the turbobucks! The way that the deer alerted each other to danger was A+ from my wildlife biology nerd perspective. ❤️

- Quintessons!!! ❤️ Their ship was very creepy and I liked their designs! However... the plot with them was never satisfied... so now there's just three warring factions and I bet the Quints love it.

- Weird as slag that Iacon was the only city.

- How the frag did our quartet of protagonists manage to walk across an entire damned planet without starving to death? And in so little time?

- Fliers should not race grounders: that is not a fair race and it is completely illogical. Fliers would win 100% of the time in races against grounders, even ones named Blurr, that's just physics, I don't care if there are cool magic roads involved!

- As a fanfiction writer privy to fandom lore whenever I see Starscream's wing's literally branded I cringe in sympathetic pain because Primus damnit that would hurt so bad. It would be about 50% more painful for a seeker than other mecha (with the exception of Praxians of course!)

That's about all I can think about at the moment; despite my nitpicking of designs and certain plot points I honestly really liked the movie. It's definitely better than a lot of other Transformers movies that we've had and it was great to finally have one that was fully set on Cybertron, that was 100% human-free!

I'm about to see Transformers: One thanks to my dad!!! 🥹 I don't think I could've gone without his help, he gave me a $20 to go see it because my money keeps getting eaten by bills and necessities. ❤️❤️❤️ (I'm so ready to drool all over whatever cameo appearances Starscream gets hehe.)

[1986eddiem]

First and Last - Eddie Munson

Eddie wanted to pleasure you with more than just his mouth and hands this time. aka you lose your virginity to eddie in the most cheesy but best way possible. Warnings: Smut, oral (fem!receiving), fingering (kinda?-fem!receiving), protected sex, graphic language, fluff, just Eddie being the sweetest as always. i would consider this fluffy loss of virginity smut. It's not overly graphic but you are responsible for what you consume, so please use caution. Rated: m (18+ only! Minors DNI)  Both participants in this are over the age of 18!  Credit to the gif owner!

kind feedback is always encouraged and welcome!

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You and Eddie were the best of friends before you started dating, so naturally, the transition was incredibly easy. It was practically like you were still best friends, but you know, with more benefits this time. Except, those benefits remained strictly at oral, fingering, and lots of kissing. It's not that you didn't want to have sex. You loved Eddie, trusted him more than any other soul on this planet, and knew him like the back of your hand. But still, new things always made you a little nervous, and this was completely uncharted territory.

Eddie knew all the ins and outs of you. It was really important to him that when you began dating, he wanted to make sure he knew exactly how to please you before he went any further. It started with his hands underneath his bed covers while the two of you were cuddled up. The first night Eddie fingered you, he rolled you a joint to help ease your nerves. You were in bliss, wrapped in his blankets and arms. The next was his mouth, which he did on the couch one night while you had the trailer to yourselves. It kind of just happened naturally, and before you knew it, Eddie's head was pushed between your legs and his shirt was pushed up onto your torso. And things continued like this for a while. Any chance Eddie would get, he'd find the time to please you. He had an extra 20 minutes before Hellfire? He was pushing you back onto his bed and diving between your legs. He noticed you couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and needed to relieve some tension? His hand would be tucked in between the waistband of your panties. And you loved it. You felt like the luckiest girl in the world because you had a boyfriend that truly took the time to memorize you. But you craved more. Eddie never wanted to pressure you, and always did everything in his power to make you feel safe with him, so he never went past his mouth and fingers. Hell, it took a while to even convince him to let you return the favor. But you knew you wanted to feel this with Eddie. You wanted to open up this entire new world of pleasure and fun.

Little did you know, Eddie had been planning an entire night to just this, and you. He was going all out, throwing rose petals all over the bed and lighting candles on his nightstands and dresser. He was lucky he didn't burn himself in the process, but hell, he was pretty damn proud of how his room looked. He even washed his bedsheets for you. And cologne? Yeah, he was wearing that too. He wanted your first time to be just like the movies, and even though he knew it didn't have to be that picture perfect, he knew he had dedicated much of your relationship to learning how to please you, so he knew that this was the next step in that. After Hellfire one night, Eddie picked you up and told you that he had a surprise for you back at his trailer. "You're not asking me to prom, right? Cause we're not a prom couple, you know. We'd stick out like a sore thumb." "Yeah, yeah, I know. It's not prom don't worry," Eddie laughed lightly, "You really don't think we could be a prom couple though? I'd rock a good suit." "You'd have to dance..." You reminded him, "To Cyndi Lauper." "I'd make a fool of myself every time if it meant making my girl happy." My girl, every time he said it, your heart swelled. Hell, your heart felt like it was a balloon ready to burst every time Eddie looked at you. His brown eyes that had a warmth that only Eddie could hold captivated you from the start. His answer to your question certainly didn't calm your nerves, though. You were more worried that Eddie was going to ask you to prom than the possibility of losing your virginity to him. And really, the thought hadn't even occurred to you that you could be losing your virginity to your boyfriend tonight. Sure, you were ready as ever, but you hadn't showered in a few hours and your hair was a mess, and not to mention you were in sweats with an unmatching set of underwear and bra. You were ready, mentally yes, but you definitely weren't feeling your most confident or sexy.

Your fears melted as soon as you pulled up to the trailer. Yeah, Eddie didn't live in the best part of town, but you felt so safe here. Like nothing from the outside world could reach you there. Like Hawkins was just a figment of your imaginations and you had the entire world to yourselves. And it felt exactly like that as Eddie opened the door. The familiar smell and warm glow of the flickering lightbulbs felt like home to you, because wherever Eddie was, that's where you felt safest.

Eddie led you inside and let you kick off your shoes. "Where's the surprise?"

"In my room." You couldn't tell if Eddie was beaming or about to vomit. He looked an equal mix of excited and terrified. All you could hope was that it wasn't anything prom related.

Eddie led you down the short hallway to his room. Inside, the soft glow of his bedside lamp illuminated the welcoming space. Your eyes flickered across the bedroom, catching sight of Eddie's hard work. You hadn't seen his room this clean since the first time he invited you over. "So… no prom?"

Eddie chuckled and took your hands in his, "No prom, just like I promised." You could tell he was nervous now. Eddie wasn't even nervous on your first date, so you knew this was serious.

"Sorry this is so cheesy, by the way. I'm still trying to figure out this whole boyfriend thing, if you can't tell." You laughed at this, blushing as Eddie gestured around his room. "But if I'm being honest though, I'd really like to make love to you tonight."

Whoa, way better than prom.

"I-if you want to, of course. No pressure, seriously. I can set this all up next week. Or even next month. Like, no pressure at all alright?" Eddie dropped your hands and stuffed his into his front pockets. You lightly brushed his face and he looked down at you.

"I'd love to make love tonight, Eddie." It was cheesy, yeah, and maybe cliché and a little too much like the movies. But it was effort, and an act of kindness that no one but Eddie would manage. He could've gotten you a hotel room overlooking the ocean and made love to you until the sun came up and you still would've loved it, because no matter how cheesy or cliché, it was Eddie. And you knew Eddie was about to rock your world. "But damn, I was kind of expecting a guitar serenade."

"Sorry to disappoint."

You couldn't even respond before Eddie was gripping your face and kissing you. He turned you both around and used the heel of his foot to slam the door shut. Before you knew it, Eddie was pushing you down onto the bed. Only then did he slow down a bit, "If you want to stop at any point, you know you just have to say the word."

"I know."

"That's my girl." He whispered as his hands found the waistband of your pants. You could feel your heart hammering in your chest, nerves and excitement floating around your stomach. Eddie had seen you naked a thousand times. He'd been up close and personal with every part of you. But this felt different, more intimate, and more sacred. Like you were sharing a part of yourself that only Eddie would ever have.

"Can you promise me something?" You asked, causing Eddie to pause in his place. You noticed he had begun to pull your pants down your thighs.

"Of course."

"If you're going to be my first, do you promise to be my last?"

There was no hiding the goofy grin that appeared on Eddie's face. "Promise until the day I die."

He then continued exactly what he was doing, and you raised your hips to help him tug you pants down. Then, he hooked his long, ring adorned fingers into the sides of your panties and pulled those down with ease. "Almost like I've done this before." He laughed, tossing the pink fabric in your growing pile of clothes.

As he positioned himself in between your legs, you looked up from his pillows and furrowed your eyebrows, "I thought we were having sex?"

"We are," Eddie whispered as he placed a soft kiss to your thigh. Then another. "But I want to get you off first."

Another kiss. "Besides, foreplay is the best part of sex. I'm not going to have sex without making sure my girl finishes first. Plus, it'll help with the pain and make sure you're all warmed up."

Your heart fluttered as Eddie's eyes shut, placing the a kiss on your clit. "That okay with you, pretty girl?"

"Yes."

And Eddie dived in. One of the perks of Eddie wanting to learn how to pleasure you before you lost your virginity was that he already knew you like his favorite song. He knew all of the spots that made you come undone. He knew every place to kiss, to touch, to lick. He knew he wanted to make this the best experience possible for you. He wanted to show you just how fun sex could be, especially with him. Eddie wanted to show you just the kind of boyfriend he could be.

Soon, Eddie had you stuffing your face into his pillow to keep quiet. Up until tonight, that had been your favorite way Eddie would get you off. You felt so safe and comfortable in his room, just the two of you having the freedom to explore each other. You felt the warmness surround you as your orgasm approached, a feeling of comfort as Eddie massaged small circles into your hip bones. "Cum for me baby. Let me make you cum." And you did. Hard.

Once you were finally coming back down to earth, Eddie came up from between your thighs and smiled. "You ready for me now sweetheart?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

Eddie soon discarded his clothes. It wasn't the first time you had seen him naked, hell, you practically saw this boy naked every day, but something about him in the dark hue of his bedside lamp and the midnight sky outside made you ache for him. You ached to feel him inside you. Your stomach grew even more butterflies as he reached into his dresser for a brand new pack of condoms he had bought just for tonight.

"If it becomes too much or you want to stop for any reason, you say the word. You hear me?" Eddie said, opening a condom.

"Yes, Eddie."

Eddie slid on the condom and lowered himself onto you. Slowly, he entered you, gentle as you’ve ever felt him. He took his time and kept asking you so many questions you thought he’d run out of air. “How does it feel if I move like this?”, “Too fast, too slow?”, “Do you want to try touching yourself, it could feel good?”, “Could I try touching you?”

He used his thumb to gently make small circles around your clit, easing some of the discomfort. As you began to relax, you could start to feel the pleasure that you hear other girls talking about. You started to understand why people had sex and were always talking about it. After all, this was fun. You felt vulnerable and exposed and safe all at the same time.

Eddie’s full attention was on you as he watched you sink into the bed below him, your face showing pure signs of pleasure. If it wasn’t written across your features, he’d probably still be asking you a million times if you’re okay and if it feels good. He didn’t mean to keep asking, but he wasn’t too sure what he was doing, and all he wanted to do was make sure you were feeling good.

“Eddie,” You groaned, a slight grip on his forearm. “This feels really good.”

“Good,” Eddie’s head fell back, his thumb keeping a steady pace, “You think you’ll be able to cum like this?”

“Yeah,” You said, but it almost comes out as a moan, “Can you go a little slower?”

“Yeah, yeah, of course.” Eddie slowed his pace and you began to feel every inch of him, from the tips of your toes to the top of your head. Your entire body felt engulfed in pleasure, it was nearly overwhelming. If you weren’t so happy, you could’ve started crying from the feeling. You had never felt pleasure like this. Hell, you had never felt loved and taken care of like this. You nearly came undone at the thought.

Eddie kept up the pace, evenly pressing kisses over your shoulders and collarbone. Soon, you felt your second orgasm coming on. “Fuck, Eddie. You’re going to make me cum again.”

“Let go baby, I’ve got you.”

He held you as you rode out your second orgasm, this one even more intense than the last. You had purely clit stimulation orgasms before, but this was a whole new sensation. You felt this orgasm throughout your entire body, losing control of all of your senses as you wrapped your legs around Eddie. The sight of you made Eddie come undone, as he collapsed on top of you in with a sigh. “Holy fuck.”

“Holy shit, I know right.”

He peppered kisses all over your face as he pulled out of you. “I’m gonna go clean up.”

You nodded and watched as he waddled to the bathroom. He was quick and thorough, bringing you back a towel with warm water. He gently cleaned you up, being so careful and soft, and helped you pull your underwear back up your legs. Then, he threw you one of his t-shirts and climbed into bed next to you. “You doing okay?” More kisses.

“Never better,” You smiled, cuddling into his side and taking in his familiar, comforting scent.

That night, you learned Eddie was a huge talker after sex. He wanted to talk about everything. He wanted to make sure you enjoyed yourself, what he could’ve done differently, what he wants to try. “We could try so many different positions, the list is endless really.”, “We’re gonna have the best sex life, swear.”, “You could ride me while I play my guitar. Too much?”, “Is it possible for me to go down on you and fuck you? Probably not.”, “Let’s look at vibrators.”

Oh and after, the perfect opportunity to run you a warm bath and see you naked again, covered in bubbles.

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Thank you so much for taking the time to read! This is my original work and I don’t allow it to be posted anywhere else! If you enjoyed, feel free to leave feedback 🤍

[emilym7411]

Brother's best friend (D.O'B)- Smut Pt.1

warnings⚠: smut (duh), spanking, fingering, cussing slight daddy kink, Dylan being a dick, angst at the ending, fighting, kinda slut shaming...that's it for now, lmk if i missed something.

Just a side note...there will be smut in pt.2 and i'll try to make it as detailed as i can😉

Everything  started the moment i walked on set to visit my brother, Tyler.

He was busy filming Teen Wolf season 4 and he asked me to fly out to Los Angeles to hang out with him on set for a bit.

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As i walked onto set,  Hollond came up and greeted me. Alot of the time, when i called my brother, one or two...or a few of his co-stars would be with him. That's how Holland and i met. We eventually got each others numbers and started chatting that way, so needless to say, i was so happy when i finally met her in person.

She took me all over set, showing me where everything is and telling me how everything worked etc. I met basically everyone, the only 3 people i haven't met yet, was Dylan O'Brien, my brothet and Tyler Hoechlin.

Holland eventually took me over to the trailers, where i greeted my brother. He was ecstatic when he saw me, Dylan O'Brien on the other hand, he was talking and laughing about something with Tyler, but his smile immediately dropped the moment he saw me. It wasn't always like this.

The first few weeks after we met, we got along great, but then out of nowhere, everyrime he was with tyler when i called, he would leave the room.

I have no idea what i did to make him upset,  but i just sort of excepted it. I still waved and smiled at him when me made eye contact, but he just went inside his trailer.

"What's up with him?" Holland asked

"I have no idea, we were just talking and making jokes." Tyler responded

"Maby he remembered he had to do something?" Holland said

"Yea, or maby he's a dick head who for some unknown reason just started ignoring me and started to be a total ass hat toward me." I said

Tyler and Holland turned their heads to me as soon as i started talking. They didn't even try to deny it, beacause they both know it's true.

"You know what, why don't we go over to Hoechlin's trailer?" Tyler asked

"Yea, sure." I said, putting a smile on my face.

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After i met Hoechlin...he's so incredibly nice by the way, Tyler and Arden was called to set.

Tyler told me that i could either watch him shoot the scene or i could just stay in his trailer. I did neither.

Instead, i just walked around on set and talked to a few people, before trying make my way to the bathroom, i got lost though.

As i turned the corner, i saw Dylan talking to Hoechlin. I know it's wrong to eavesdrop, but i couldn't help it.

"C'mon man, Holland told me that you've been avoiding Y/N." Hoechlin said

"No i haven't." Dylan said annoyed

"Don't bullshit me O'Brien. You two used to talk. Alot. But for some reason you started to avoid her and i wanna know why."

"Yea, we talked, but i just didn't see us going anywhere with the friendship, besides she's my bestfriends sister."

"Ofcourse you saw it going somewhere Dylan and i think that's exactly why you started avoiding her. She's your best friends sister, you started falling for her and you thought it could mess everything up."

"Oh please, i never saw anything happening between us. She's not even my type." Dylan said

"Mm, you keep telling yourself that man, but just know. If you're gonna keep acting like a total dick towards her, you're going to lose her." Hoechlin said before patting Dylan on his shoulder and walking away.

Dylan turned his head and watched Hoechlin, before turning his head again. We made eye contact, he looked pissed when he saw me. I ducked away, but then i heard him coming closer, so i bolted.

Somehow i managed my way to where all the trailers where, i found Tyler's and went inside, closing and locking the door behind me. I sat down on the couch he had in there and thought about what Dylan and Hoechlin said.

'Does or did Dylan like me.'  I thought to myself.

*knock, knock, knock*

"Shit." I whisper yelled.

"Y/N, open door please, i know you're in there." Dylan said

"Princess you better open this door, i'm staring to get pissed and i promise you, you do not want to see me pissed." Dylan said.

The pool between my leggs started growing. God, this wad not supposed to be turning me on.

"Why should i let you come in?" I asked, my voice came out in a slight whiper.

"Because i wanna talk to you."

"About what?"

"Open the door and i'll tell you."

"I open the dood if you tell me what you wanna talk about."

"You're making me mad princess."

After i took a few deep breathes, i unlocked the door and took a few steps back. After a moment the door opened and Dylan walked inside.

"See that wasn't so hard." He said, closing and locking the door behind him.

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked

"I wasn't." I said

"Liar."

"Why where you eavesdropping?" Dylan asked again, walking closer to me, making me take a step back.

"I couldn't help it." I said, looking down.

"Mmm, good girl." Dylan said in a low voice.

The wettness between my leggs where probably dripping down my thighs by now.

"Why'd you run away?" Dylan asked.

I stayed quite.

"I asked, why.did.you.run away?" Dylan asked, he grabbed my face and forced me to look at him

"Why does it matter?" I asked

"You're in no position to ask the questions darling." Dylan said, a slight smirk appearing on his face.

"Oh yea, what makes you so sure?" I asked, a smirk also forming on my lips now. The slight smirk instantly disappeared and within a second i was pushed against the wall, Dylan's hand was now wrapped around my neck.

"God you're a little brat."

"Aww, what are you gonna do? Spank me?" I asked mockingly

"You know what, i think i am." Dylan said. Dylan practically threw me onto the couch. He walked over to me, sat down and threw me over his lap.

"Dylan what the fuck are you doing!" I yelled.

"I'm just doing what you suggested princess." Dylan said

"Oh my gosh, you son of a bitch." I said. Wrong move. Dylan grabbed my hair a pulled my head back.

"Let's make one thing very clear princess, you can only open that pretty little mouth of yours when you're screaming or moaning my name, when you're answering me or when you're begging. Got it." Dylan said, gripping my hair a little tighter

"Yes." I replied

"Yes what?"

"Yes, Dylan."

"Yes. What?"

"Yes, Sir?" I asked

"Good girl" Dylan said

I could feel his hand trailing up my leg and under my sun dress.

"Mmm a thong, you're clearly not as innocent as your brother makes you out to be."

"You're about to spank me Dylan, so can we please not talk about my brother?"

"What did i say?" Dylan said pulling my head back again?"

"Sorry, sir." I moaned

"I wanna hear you count okay." Dylan said

"Okay."

*smack*

"One"

*smack*

"Two"

And that's how it went untill i reached ten. A few tears escaped my eyes, but god did the sting on my ass feel good.

"Such a good girl." Dylan said as he rubbed my ass. Within a second my thong was moved to the side and Dylan had one finger inside my.

"Ah" i moaned at the unexpected feeling.

"Faster, please" i begged. Dylan just shushed me and kept moving his fingers at an agonizingly slow pace.

"So fucking wet princess." Dylan said in a low, deep voice.

"God Dylan, are you gonna keep moving so fucking slow or are you actually gonna fuck me?" I said out of frustration...bad move.

In a second, Dylan pulled out his fingers and i was on my hands and knees on the couch. Dylan then ripped my panties clean off.

"Hey! I actually liked those." I whined

"I'll buy you new ones." Dylan said, while getting undressed. As soon as he was done he slammed into me.

"Ahh!" I screamed

"Fuckin hell, you could've warned me."

"Where's the fun in that darling." Dylan said, spanking my ass. Then he started pounding into me. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up so my back was against his front.

"So fuckin' tight princess." Dylan moaned in my neck.

"Fucking me so good daddy."

"Daddy huh?"

"You have your kinks, i have mine. Fuck." I moaned

Dylan kept pounding into me untill both of us eventually came. He pulled out of me and went to the bathroom.

Once he was finished, he came out and helped me get cleaned up as well.

He then handed me my clothes and we started getting dressed

*knock* *knock*

"Y/N! Why the hell is my door locked?" Tyler screamed from outside

"Shit?" I whisper yelled at Dylan

"Just hurry up and hide." Dylan whispered back

"Why the hell should i hide?"

"Fine, i'll hide, but you better make up a damn good excuse."

"Oh just go fucking hide."

Once Dylan was in the bathroom, he climed into the bath and hid behind the shower curtain.

I helped him, before going over to the door, unlocking it and opening it.

"Hey big bro, whatcha up to?" I said

"Why was the door locked."

"It's a habit, sorry."

"Mm, okay. Why did it take you so long to answer the door?" He asked, walking into the trailer and grabbing a water out of the fridge.

"Damn is this an interrogation? What's with all the questions?" I asked with a slight laugh.

"Yea, i guess your right." Tyler said.

"Anyway, do you wanna go get something to eat, i could invite Dylan and Holland to come too?" Tyler asked

"Uhh i-"

"Oh come on Y/N. Besides i know you and Dylan like eachother so."

"Correction, i used to like him, but he started getting distant and eventually stoped talking to me all together, now he keeps avoiding me." I said

"Oh, he never told me that."

"Guess you don't know eachother that well after all." I said

"But hey! We're both grown, so i think we could spend one evening together." I said smiling.

"You sure?"

"Totally! Now if you'll excuse me, i need to get ready." I said

"Okay, i have to do a re-shoot anyway, we can leave in about 2 hours?"

"Sounds good, goodluck with the re-shoot." I said, watching Tyler leave.

Once he was out of view, i let Dylan know.

"This dinner sounds more like a double date." Dylan said

"Do you want it to be double date?" I asked with a smirk

"Don't flatter yourself princess." Dylan said before kissing me on my forehead and opening the door to leave, but i grabbed his arm, stopping him.

"Whoa, what the hell did you mean by that?" I asked, kinda offended.

"You're overthinking this Y/N."

"I don't think i am. I think you just wanted to fuck me and that that's the reason you stopped talking to me. You saw that i'm not going to make it easy."

"Well you made it pretty easy about an hour ago when i fingered you."

*slap*

"Screw you Dylan." I said. Dylan still had a hand on the side of his face were i slapped him, when he turned to me.

"What, can't handel the fact that you're a slut."

"Oh please Dylan, the only reason i let you fuck me, is because my date from two nights ago couldn't make me cum. Infact. You couldn't either."

"What, your saying that you faked it?" He asked, he looked pissed. He started walking towards me.

"Yes.i.am."

"What's going on here?" Tyler asked from the trailer door way.

"Uh, i was looking for you." Dylan said

"Uh huh." Tyler said, looking between me and Dylan.

"Were gonna do the re-shoot tomorrow."

"Oh that's great." I said, trying to act normal.

"So you guys still wanna go to dinner?"

"Yea" me and Dylan said at the same time

"Great, well uhh, get ready then."

"Oh shit yea."

With that, Dylan left and i went into the bathroom and got ready.

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