#i tried to get a photo but the cat did uh. not like me looking at it.

[mcbitchtits]

i heard this metallic tinkling and i’m thinking oh no, there’s a rat digging around under the house and then i looked up and someone’s cat was peeking in my window

[darnell-la]

𝗪𝗛𝗬? 𝗬𝗢𝗨'𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗢𝗢 𝗕𝗘𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗜𝗙𝗨𝗟 (ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ)

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pairing: protective!sweet!rafe cameron x recovering!drug addict!reader

warnings: mention of past drug abuse, smut, rough sex, passionate sex, a lot of kissing, mild SA, fight, mind blood mention, good ending, etc.

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𝟯𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗣𝗢𝗩

It was rough, but y/n got clean. It’s been a full year, and tonight’s the night Rafe wanted to celebrate. He was proud the first fully clean day and words couldn’t explain how proud he was now.

Y/n would have made it if it wasn’t for Rafe. He paid full price for her sessions. He was there for her mentally. His presence and comfort could’ve helped her without going to therapy and rehab.

She never knew Rafe had a sweet side. Rafe didn’t either. Something in him changed. He tried gaining back how he used to be one time with y/n, but he failed miserably.

It was when they were out and a group of people cat-called her. She smiled and licked arms with Rafe, which shouldn’t have been a problem, but Rafe was pissed.

“Why did you smile?” He asked her, and she told him she didn’t want to be rude. He raised his voice for not even a second. He calmed down quick. He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t be rude to her. He loved her… That’s when he knew he loved her.

“What’re we doing out here, Rafe?” Y/n asked as Rafe walked through the doors of his yacht, but it took him a while to convince Y/n to go on. “Just wanted to relax with you tonight,” he said, sitting beside her.

She was lying in bed, watching a movie since he said it would take them half an hour to get where he wanted to go.

“We could’ve at home,” she said as she lay on his chest. “Do you not know what day it is today?” Rafe genuinely asked before she looked up at him in confusion. “You’ve been asking me all day, Rafe, and I keep saying now,” she said as he chuckled.

“It’s your own year of being clean, baby. You should know this,” he said, triggering y/n’s mind. Her eyes instantly began to burn, not from the memories, but from the thoughts of Rafe. He remembered, and he seemed too excited.

“Hey, hey, why are you crying? It’s not a bad thing, this is good. This. Your success, baby,” Rafe turned to pull her into his chest, hoping he didn’t make her feel uncomfortable. He didn’t mean to dump a bad memory on her.

“No, no — I’m just happy you care so much. I completely forgot,” she said, pulling away to look at him. “Thank you, Rafe,” she said before giving him a peck. His cheek instantly turned red.

Remembering the first week of Rafe pushing extremely hard to help her and then asking her to be his girlfriend all at the same time was a dream she never knew she had.

“Anything for you, baby,” he said, pecking her right back. “C’mon, let’s enjoy the view,” he said as he got up, softly pulling y/n with him.

Y/n hated the ocean if she wasn’t on land, but this was beautiful. He made sure to park the boat close to an island to make her feel some type of comfortable.

“This is beautiful,” she said as she looked around. The sun was setting and the breeze felt nice. “Just like you, baby,” he spoke behind her, snaking his hands around her waist.

“That’s what I wanted to show you. Been comin’ out here every night for the past week to make sure to get the perfect spot, because you’re so perfect,” Rafe said as he leaned down in her ear, hugging her close.

“You’re amazing, Rafe. I don’t know how to thank you. We’ve done so much to me, and I’ve never-“ she went to say but he cut her off. “Nah uh, baby — You’ve done enough for me. You breathing the same air as me is actually more than what I need from you,” he said.

“You’re all that I need, baby, and I hope you’ve realized that over the year. I know it’s too early for some, but to me, it’s too late,” he said as he spun her around slowly.

“I love you, and you don’t have to say it back. Just know, I’ll do anything for you, y/n. Anything. You’re my woman, and I plan to make you happier each day until the day I die,” he said as he whipped a tear that rolled from her eye.

“You’re perfect for me. I’ve always felt something for you and wished I got to you sooner. I dream of you every night. That’s how I know I need you in my life,” he added.

“Rafe,” she pouted, taking in all that he was saying. “I love you, y/n,” he said again, making butterflies grow in her stomach. “I love you too,” she said back, not feeling forced in any kind of way. She truly felt that way.

The two leaned into a kiss, passionately making out as usual, but this time, with more love. All she needed was more love, and she’s gotten it.

Rafe went to pull away, y/n pulled him closer, not wanting to stop. The man smiled as he continued kissing his future fiancé, never wanting to let go.

Y/n hasn’t felt the need to feel someone, until tonight. Rafe has always kept his kisses short, but the way y/n was touching him, he felt like he could go further this time.

The tall man pulled y/n back before laying her on one of the mini beds outside of the yacht, keeping his lips attached.

Rafe slowly moved his lips from her mouth to lean down to her neck. He waited a few seconds to see if she’d stop him, but she didn’t. So he continued, earning a small moan from her lips.

The older boy groaned low, already falling in love with her sounds. She sounds so good. She smells so good. She tastes so good. She was too perfect.

Y/n tangled her fingers in Rafe’s hair, tugging a bit to hear him again. She loved it.

Because she knew Rafe wanted to take things slow in the relationship for her, she traced one hand down his stomach until she blamed him through his jeans.

The sudden rush of lust filled her mind and body. She truly hadn’t felt anything like this.

Rafe Rafe groaned into her neck as his own hand traced down her stomach until he slipped passed her panties to rub at her bud.

The girl moaned, tugging hard on his hair. His touch felt amazing already, and he hadn’t even done anything.

Rafe rubbed in circles until he moved forward to rub around her entrance, teasing her. Her moans were so beautiful. He couldn’t wait to slip into her.

“Rafe,” she moaned under her breath as his middle finger slowly entered her. “Mhm,” he groaned into her neck as he pushed further before instantly curling.

“You think you can take more?” He leaned up next to her ear. “Y-Yes, yes, I can, Rafe,” she quickly replied. Rafe pulled out just to slip two fingers back into her, burning her skin a bit, but pleasure instantly took the mind's pain away.

“That’s it,” he slowly said as he moved his fingers in and out of her at a steady pace. Y/n bucked her hips, feeling a knot in her stomach already.

The man chucked deeply at her walls tightening around his fingers. He was sweet, but still a bit cocky. He wanted her to feel this good with him only. He wanted to make any and everything she did with him so perfect, she’d only come to him for it.

“So close,” y/n breathed out as Rafe’s mouth continued to suck on her neck, leaving multiple mini-light hickeys. Whether you could see them or not, she felt them.

“I’m gonna cum, Rafe,” y/n moaned low as her heart quickened. “Do it, baby, do it,” he encouraged her before she fell apart on his fingers with a shaken moan and a fuzzy mind.

Rafe soon pulled his fingers out as he leaned up to suck on them, making sure to clean her off of his skin, leaving no juice behind.

“Always knew you’d taste good,” he said before attaching his lips to hers. Because she allowed him to finger her, he thought he could maybe go further. He was right.

Rafe slowly pulled his shorts off before tugging on hers, slowly just in case she wanted to change her mind last second.

Y/n felt comfortable. She didn’t want to turn back and stop. She wanted to continue forever.

Rafe wiped across her soaked cunt then coated his length with her cum to get himself ready for her. He was already harder than he’s ever been before. He always is, but he ends up rubbing one out so he wouldn’t make her uncomfortable for asking.

“You sure you want this, baby?” Rafe looked down at her. She looked so damn good looking up at him. “Please,” she begged, making him feel like he could cum just from that.

Without hesitation, Rafe slowly pushed at her entrance until his tip slipped through her slick. “Fuck,” y/n threw her head back with a shaken main from the feeling she hasn’t felt in a while.

She hasn’t had sex before. All the other times weren’t sex. This was sex. The foreplay. the live. The preparation. She was actually wet.

“Takin’ me so well,” Rafe said, knowing he still had more to go. The taller man pushed further, causing y/n’s back to arch and eyes to roll. He was huge. She could barely take him without the slight pain.

“It’s okay, baby, I’ve got you. Just breathe,” Rafe said as he moved his hips back and forth, slipping into her with so much ease. She was soaking. She was the best thing. He couldn’t even think about anyone as good as her. He didn’t want to. This was all he needed.

“F-Fuck me,” y/n spoke. “Let’s go slow. I don’t wanna hurt you,” Rafe said, a bit scared to fuck her. He wanted to have sex. Slow and easy sex to get her used to it all.

“Fuck me, Rafe,” Y/n said with a more steady tone, wanting him to know she needed him. She was never the kind to like it slow. She wanted it fully. She wanted to full deal.

“A-Are you sure? I can get a bit-“ Rafe said but she cut him off. “Fuck me, Rafe. I want it all. Hard, rough. Anything. Please, Rafe,” she begged, rushing adrenaline through his veins.

“Fuck, really?” He asked, picking up his paste. “Want it hard n’ rough?” He asked, begging to push her body into the mattress with his now hard thrusts.

Y/n moaned loudly, feeling her mind go wild. “Nah uh, you said you wanted it rough. Take it then. Open those pretty eyes,” he said as her eyes slipped away.

“Open!” He demanded. It took her time, but she managed to keep them open, slightly. “Yeah — Wanna watch you enjoy this. As much as I love how sweet you are, I just wanna ruin you,” he said with all respect.

“Wanna mark you. Wanna fuck and fill you. Wanna make you mine forever — Is that okay for you? Is it fine if I keep you around me forever and away from the rest of the world?” He asked as he nodded, unable to speak too much.

“Gonna keep you, baby. Gonna put a ring on that finger and take you right back here. Right back to this island,” he fucked harder.

“You know I bought it right? For you. Bought this whole place to keep us away and happy together,” he said and y/n would hear him, but she couldn’t answer. She couldn’t have a simple conversation with him. She was full of so much cock and love.

The girl scratched at Rafe’s back, making him groan loudly. His breathing grew louder hand heavier as he rocked his body into hers, slamming into her like she asked.

“Fuck, Rafe!” She screeched, tightening around his shaft. “Yeah, you’re right. Fuck — I know it’s good. You’re squeezing me so fuckin’ tight. Might cum twice tonight,” a hand wrapped around her neck.

He gripped softly but tighter every second, making sure she wasn’t caught off guard.

Her eyes popped in pleasure, soon crossing and rolling back as her pussy tightened more. “Goddamnit,” Rafe’s pelvis slapped against her clit, giving y/n a better sensation.

It all became too much. She released hard, moaning and shaking like she’d never before, but he didn’t stop. He kept going, making her take all of him.

The man pounded into the moaning girl, making a dumb little mess out of her. Her voice got higher as a hand gripped his wrist, pulling him into her closer.

“Fuck yes, baby. Fuck yes. Cum on me. Fuckin’ cum in me, baby,” the man’s body rhythm quickened again as he felt himself grow close. She looked so good. She felt so good. He needed to claim her.

“Take it — Take it! Fuckin’ take it,” he ended up growling as he leaned close to her face, inches away from the sight of her in another world. She was so fucked out, and he knew it. He knew he had her hook. She’s been had him hooked, and it was her turn now.

“Oh my god, take it — Fuck! — Fuckin- oh my fucking-“ he tried holding his moans in but his deep breaths came out as his seed spilled into her. She felt his warmth fill her in seconds. She wasn’t going to be able to keep him all in.

“Mm-hmm,” Rafe shook as he hurried his face into her neck, taking a few deep and hard strokes to empty all of him out. He wanted to make sure she felt him. He wanted her to feel the love he had forever.

Rafe’s thrusts slowed down and y/n’s whined got quieter. They were both out of breath, but she felt beyond amazing. Her head was still fuzzy, and she loved it like that.

She thought to herself how much she used to like the high of drugs. This beat that by a tone. This was the only high she’d ever need. All she needed was Rafe Cameron.

Y/n and Rafe have been the talk of town lately. After people noticed the small but very expensive one-of-a-kind promise ring on her finger, people have been giving them stares.

The two are currently at this get-together, talking with a few people Rafe was networking with. People kept asking about their future, which never bothered the two. Rafe loved that people knew y/n belonged to him and he wasn’t planning on keeping her for life.

“She’s a one-of-a-kind. She always has been. Top of her class from high school to college. She still is ‘till this day,” he added. “Wow, that’s a great field right there,” an older man said.

“And my flex is having her right by my side. All the scholarships and money are a waste though. I would’ve covered that anyhow,” Rafe joked as the group and he laughed together.

“May I excuse myself? — I’ll be right back, baby,” y/n whispered in Rafe’s ear before giving him a peck and then walking away to use the restroom.

They’d been here all night, and the water and a couple of glasses of champagne were getting to her bladder. She needed to go.

Y/n did what she had to do before saying her hands and fixing herself up in the mirror. She scanned her body in the dress and jewelry Rafe insisted on buying for her.

She bought herself what she wanted to wear, but he wanted everything she had to be owned by him. One, because she is his, and two, she deserves to be treated like a queen.

Y/n smiled as she asked out of the bathroom, feeling great and ready for the rest of the night until she heard a familiar group around the corner.

“Told you she went this way, man. C’mon,” Timothy said. Y/n’s heart dropped. She hasn’t seen or heard of him in a year. Rafe said he left the island and didn’t know why. Why was he back?

Y/n stuttered in her step, looking around at where to go until he turned the corner, locking eyes wither. He tapped his friend's chest next to him, notifying that she was right where he said she was.

“Well, look who we have here. A princess,” he spoke, stepping towards her. Y/n took a few steps back but stopped in her tracks from the shock running through her body.

“Been a while, huh? Since like — You opened your legs for me at a house party, right?” He asked as his Feind group laughed. She noticed Kelce wasn’t in his group anymore.

Rafe didn’t lie to her when he said he had a serious talk with him. Kelce did apologize to her, and she understood how men get when they try to stick around to impress friends.

He admitted that he was wrong, and she accepted. About the others? None of them wanted that talk with Rafe and Rafe didn’t feel the need to have it, because he couldn’t care less for them. He barely could with Kelce, his childhood best friend.

“H-Hey,” she said, not knowing what to say. “H—Hey,” he mocked her with a chuckle, knowing he intimidated her. He knew the fear she felt around him, and he planned to use it.

“Been runnin’ around with Rafe Cameron, huh? You opened your left for him too?” He genuinely asked. “I never opened my legs for you, Timothy,” she tired sounding strong as he got close.

“Yeah, you’re right. Because you’re so damn hard to get,” he admitted. “Or maybe I just don’t want you? I have Rafe,” she said. He’s now a foot away from her, taking up too much of her space.

“Yeah — Him. Son of a bitch had me on the run, but I’m back now. Got everything sorted out,” he said. “Good for you,” she said. “Mhm, but the one thing that doesn’t sit right for me, was the agreement from my lawyers to stay away from you,” he said, anger growing in his tone.

“Yeah, your little boyfriend at the cops on my ass. Had to make an agreement to keep away from your pretty little body, but who can do that? Not when you’re walking around here lookin’ like that,” he said, scanning her body.

“Rafe, huh? No matter how much he writes his name on you, I’ll always see it as a competition,” Timothy said before he quickly grabbed y/n by her hair. “Besides — I had you first,” he said.

Y/n pushed, slapped, kicked, and yelled, trying to get him off but he fought back, pushing her against a wall by her neck.

He tightened his grip, alarming y/n’s brain. He was cutting off her air. She didn’t know what to do. He was strong and no one was around.

“What would he say if you came back to him, smelling like me. Maybe even go down on you tonight just to see you were already filled,” Timothy said in her ear.

“P-Please — Just leave me alone. I’m a better person and it’s not too late for you-“ she went to say but he pulled back and punched her. She was shocked on the ground, holding her face. She’s never been punched before.

Y/n ears were ringing, her head spun and she was so shocked she didn’t notice Timothy pull her up by her hair.

His friends started speaking up, yelling home this was too far after he punched her with all of his power. They thought he was just going to scare her. They thought they had left all the pushing her to get back with him a year ago, but Timothy had other plans.

“Shut the fuck up!” He yelled at them, snapping y/n back in reality. “T-Timothy. Please,” she was forced to look at him. He turned and looked down at her glossy eyes.

“You look good like this,” he said as he fondled with his belt. Y/n thought this was it for her night. She thought he was going to get his way with her and maybe get away with it until Timothy flew to the ground.

“You fucked up,” Rafe growled on top of Timothy, beating the hell out of him. Instantly. Y/n looked to the side, head still spinning but she saw the sight of her boyfriend repeatedly punching Timothy.

“Rafe — Rafe, please don’t,” she said, not wanting him to regret whatever he had going through his mind. “I told you to stay away from her. Told your ass I’ll fuckin’ kill you if you came across her again!” Rafe continued.

“Rafe!” She tried stopping him with her voice, but something in her didn’t actually want him to stop. Thankfully Timothy’s friends pulled Rafe off of him and a few people came around the corner.

“The hell is going on here!?” Ward, Rafe’s father asked as he came around the corner, seeing Timothy passed out on the ground, covered in blood, and Rafe's suit covered in blood.

“Let me go!” Rafe yelled, still being held back. “Rafe, stop it! Relax! What happened!?” Ward asked again. “He touched her! He fuckin’ had her on her fucking knees!” He yelled.

“What? Son, what are you saying? What are you talking about?” He asked, confused. “Sir — Timothy tried, uh — He tried assaulting her,” one of the boys spoke up.

“What? Wait,” Ward shook his head, trying to understand. “Me and my friends followed Timothy after he said he wanted to talk to y/n. He said he wasn’t going to do anything, maybe scare her, make her cry-“ a boy said.

“We didn’t think it would get this bad. I know the other reason we came was bad too, but this — This was too far,” the same boy said. “He even punched her,” another boy said.

“He punched her!? Oh, fuck no,” Rafe began to fight again, even though the boy was knocked out. “Son, son!” Ward came over and pulled t/n away after he ordered his older friends to get y/n off the ground and away from there.

“You go with y/n. She needs you. I got him,” Ward said. “But-“ Rafe went to say. “Son, just go! You don’t want to regret anything,” he said, making Rafe think. He was still upset, but he left with y/n.

Rafe and y/n sat outside in the parking lot, away from people who kept asking questions about what was wrong with y/n.

She had almost passed out from the overstimulation of embarrassment. She couldn’t be around people for a while.

“Baby, we should go home. If I see that motheruckers face, I’m gonna kill him. No fuckin’ doubt,” Rafe said as he pulled y/n into him closer. “You can’t just go around beating people to death, Rafe,” Y/n said, making him scoff.

“Don’t care,” he answered drily. “You’re a hassle, Rafe,” y/n said, wanting to be upset at him or anything, but couldn’t. He did what he had to do. He saved her. “You need it, baby. And I’m putting that bastard in jail,” he added.

Rafe didn’t lie when he told her that. It didn’t take long to convict Timothy and put him in jail. Y/n felt thankful for his friends for telling the judge the things he’d said and done, but Rafe still thought they needed a punishment.

His agreement was to have them on house arrest and at another college that y/n will be attending. Yes, they were upset but understood. They took the deal and moved.

“Jobs done, baby. You got your justice,” Rafe said before kissing the side of her cheek. “All because of you,” she hugged him tightly, thankful for all he’s done since they started talking. “Anything for you, baby. Anything in the whole world,” Rafe said and meant with all of his heart.

[vasyandii]

Hellooo!!! I have a question for the two goobers: Would Nak/Kreuger rather go to a museum (weither it be art, historical, etc) or a zoo (Or something simular like an aquarium or a butterfly garden)?

Does KruegerNak prefer Museums or the Zoo?

Howdy Mishap! I'm personally a fan of both so it got me thinking a bit! Here's them at my visit to the modern art museum last year :) Thanks so much for the ask! 💞💞💞

I feel like neither but both at the same time xD. Each place is catered to their specific interests. But they both have things they enjoy about each trip :3

My headcanon, half of Krueger's family (Dad side) are part of "higher society" + being naturally artistic, he enjoys museums, contemporary art, etc.

Nak is still technically considered "New Money" because of Naga, plus how she was raised, she really doesn't see anything cool in art museums or museums in general. She's willing to go with him because it's something he enjoys, and she likes walking beside him as he explains each piece. She really enjoys how smart he is when he wants to be.

Nak likes animals so zoos, aquariums, etc. are enjoyable for her, she likes pointing at the ones that she thinks look like him, and there are slightly less restrictions in there unlike the museum (Don't touch the paintings, don't stand too close, etc.)

Since Krueger is rather indifferent about most animals, that feeling naturally transfers over to zoos. He'll find other ways to entertain himself there by taking pictures of the plants or being the Map Man. He'll go to the zoo or aquarium with Nak because he likes seeing her happy and excited :D (Sorry if it doesn't make sense)

Their Interaction at an Art Museum usually goes like this...

Who's Afraid of Red, Yellow and Blue III - Barnett Newman

"It's..red."

"And.."

"And blue."

"Can you see the yellow?"

"I think..? It blends in with the red."

"The paint is so fine that it morphs into the canvas."

"Uh huh... I could probably do that."

"You couldn't, someone tried."

"Did they?"

"Mhmm. Someone slashed the canvas, the restorer thought it'd be easy to fix, it came out worse and people got mad."

"How'd it come out worse?."

"Glad you asked"

(He then goes on a looong tangent, she listens of course)

And the zoo..

"Se, Look, look! he's drinking water!"

"Yea, Want to see something cool?"

"Yeah?"

He takes a sip from a bottle of water, promptly closing the cap, proud of himself with a grin.

"Swoon."

"You know I can throw you in there."

"Yes."

"Want me to?"

"Maybe. But I wanted to take you to see the big cats."

"...I'll throw you later."

(after a while, she finds him a shady area to rest a bit, she knows he's a bit tired from walking around so much)

"Did you get any good photos?"

"Of you or the animals?"

"Both."

"..Most of what's in here are plants."

"That's good too."

[i-know-you-know-we-know-lee-know]

Enhypen maknae line reacts to their so falling asleep on them

Hi :D Im back

Uh

Thank you for your support

Enjoy this wierd ass looking heart i drew i guess?

💀

Warnings: grammar errors (commas illude me), fluff, me simping for sunno the entire time, spelling errors, not proofread, were all single pringles together, pronouns not specified, "their" used once

repost if you saw the original unfinished version that i accidentally posted because i know some of yall did💀

Hyung line :3

Sunno

Confused but happy

Ya know how he does that head tilt when he's confused

Yeah

He does that

🥺

Pouts his lips and just stares at you in confusion

He's just a little confused baby

There all babys tho

He'll still cuddle you

Just with a little more confusion than normal

Will play with your hair

Running his hands through it

(ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू)

There are no words to describe the feelings he makes you feel

He loves it when you feel comfortable enough to fall asleep on him without a word

Its like you two have your own secret language with no words

*so walks in the room*

*makes eye contact with him*

*falls asleep in his arms a few moments later*

I wish i could do that

He definitely looks forward to when you come home from a long day

Just so you can collapse onto him

I know i said Hoonie was my bias wrecker

But...

_(:3」∠)_

Oh well

Jungwon

🐱

Smol cat boi

Would not let you stay on his lap

Literally rolls over with you on top of him and lays on his side

Then he doesn't let you leave his arms

>:<

But have yall ever been in someones arms when there sleeping?

...

No?

Me neither

💀

I think it would be really hot

WaiT-

No

I meant temperature

I mean if were talking about Jungwon...

But just imagine being trapped against someones body

Unable to move

And overheating

Yeah you push him off you

But then you crawl on top of him

Because you cant fall asleep without him

And you want to make him suffer the way be made you suffer-

Jk

...

Anyways you fall asleep

Together

Like two peas in a pod

And you wake up sideways cuddled into him again

Because he woke up with you on top of him and pushed you off

And then you ended up in the same position you were im before

That sounded really wrong-

Im gonna stop now

Before i make any other wierd jokes

Ni-ki

Well he says he hates it

"says"

Because really who can resist a sleepy person when all they want is to sleep on you?

Nobody

Except him

Or at least he tries

But he still lets you fall asleep on him without complaining

Suspicious  ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° 

As soon as he double checks that your asleep he starts hugging you

Because he cant show weakness when your awake

No no

Because then he would be caught

✨simping✨

For you

And that's not allowed

According to him

Definitely accidentally wakes you up

But you don't tell him

Because you just want soft riki

Who desent

Seriously when he's no serious or tensed up and actually acting like a maknae it makes my heart melt 🥰

You listen to him as he hums you a little song

Thinking your still asleep

Eventually you really do fall back asleep

And he probably falls asleep too

The two of you are another victim to the hyung photos

They will take them just to embarrass you istg

Not even to say how cute you are together

No-

"look how wierd their face looks😀"

It was definitely Sunghoon

Getting back at him for taking sleeping pictures of him sleeping

[fanficshiddles]

The Redbridge Hunts, Chapter 14

Claire was so excited when she arrived at Loki’s place, though she was a little bit nervous too. She felt like it was a date, since they had shared a kiss last night… She also hoped that something more would maybe happen too.

She was getting so frustrated having just her own hands to deal with her needs at nights, while thinking of Loki. It didn’t help that she had to see him every day, for hours on end, watching him teach his class and be so in charge… her thoughts were beginning to run away with her again so she shook her head and pushed them to the back of her mind as she walked up to his door and rang the bell.

Loki opened the door before the bell had even stopped ringing, he had the biggest smile on his face. His heart also skipped a beat as he took in her appearance, she was wearing a dark green dress with tights since it was cold, with a jacket thrown over. She’d also curled her hair which hung nicely down over her shoulders. He had to resist the urge to just take her upstairs to his bed…

‘Come on in. You look beautiful, darling.’ He commented when she stepped inside and he took off her jacket for her.

‘So do you… I mean, uh, handsome. You look handsome.’ She said quickly, her cheeks turned red.

‘I’ll take beautiful too.’ Loki chuckled and winked at her.

He was wearing suit trousers with a light blue shirt, his sleeves were rolled up his forearms, that Claire tried not to focus too much on.

‘I brought some wine.’ Claire held up a bottle of red.

‘Perfect. My favourite.’ Loki grinned and kissed her cheek, making her blush.

Loki led her through to the living room, as soon as she walked in, Bat came running over to her from the window while making a chirping noise.

‘Bat! Hey!’ Claire cooed in delight as she crouched down to stroke her.

‘I told her you were coming over, she’s been sitting on the window-ledge all afternoon.’ Loki chuckled.

‘Aww, you’re just the cutest.’ She scooped Bat up into her arms and stood up straight, Bat started rubbing her head against Claire’s cheek while purring.

‘Will I just leave the two of you alone tonight?’ Loki teased and poked Claire in the side playfully, making her laugh.

‘Getting jealous?’ Claire smirked at him.

‘Very.’ Loki winked at her.

Loki poured them both a drink of wine and they sat down on the sofa together, Bat instantly made herself comfortable on Claire’s lap.

‘Apologies for the cat hair that will get on your dress.’ Loki chuckled.

‘Ah don’t worry, cat hair makes everything look better.’ Claire laughed.

Loki draped his arm around the back of the sofa behind her while they chatted before dinner. He couldn’t resist stroking her shoulder every now and then, he just desperately wanted to touch her. Her scent still drove him crazy, even though he could control himself.

‘Excuse me while I check on dinner, it shouldn’t be much longer now anyway.’ Loki headed through to the kitchen while Claire stayed with Bat and sipped her wine.

She decided to take a look at his book case, she was intrigued to see what kind of books he liked. As she wandered over and was looking at the book titles, she noticed slightly hidden at the back was a photo album. Curiosity got the better of her, so she pulled it out and opened it up to look through.

‘Don’t tell your dad.’ She said to Bat, who was peeking at her from over the back of the sofa.

Her heart melted as she flicked through the pages, there was plenty of old photos from when Loki was younger. What surprised her though, was how Chris was in a lot of them too, but he seemed exactly the same as he was now. Did he never age? What was his secret?

Though she also noticed that Loki seemed close with Chris when he had been a child. Loki looked to be clinging to him a lot as a toddler, even when Loki looked to be in his teen years, he was next to Chris or looking at him with adoration. Then the pictures just stopped after Loki’s teenage years.

‘Wonder what happened that made them grow so apart.’ Claire muttered to herself.

‘Dinner’s ready!’ Loki shouted through, making Claire jump.

She quickly put the album back where she found it, then grabbed her wine and headed through to join Loki in the kitchen.

‘Smells amazing.’ She said as she walked in and took a seat at the dining table.

‘I hope it tastes amazing too.’ Loki said as he put a plate down on front of her.

He’d made a sausage casserole with mashed potatoes, it was his speciality. He was delighted when Claire’s face lit up after her first bite.

‘Oh wow, this is so good!’ She said as she stuffed another forkful into her mouth.

Loki grinned in delight. ‘I’m glad you like it. I used to make this for my parents a lot, they loved it. Dad still does, I make it on special occasions.’

‘So, this is a special occasion?’ Claire asked, trying not to sound too hopeful.

Loki smiled widely and reached over to lightly stroke the back of her hand briefly. ‘I’d say a first date is a pretty special occasion… Wouldn’t you?’ He asked with an eyebrow raised, hoping he had said the right thing, he wanted to make sure they were on the same page.

‘Definitely.’ Claire said with the biggest smile.

After dinner, they went back through to the living room with another glass of wine and Loki put some background music on. Loki sat even closer to Claire this time, and Bat curled up at the end of the sofa next to her.

Loki found himself stroking her neck absentmindedly, now and then his fingers would still against her pulse, he could sense her lovely blood flowing through her veins. Oh how easy it would be to just… take a bite. She was tipsy now after all, he could just pass it off as an alcoholic dream.

He snapped himself out of it, he was NOT like that, he was not going to hurt her. He began playing with her hair instead of touching her neck, Claire felt like she had turned into putty just from his light touches. She especially liked it when he touched her neck.

It wasn’t long before they locked eyes and trailed off in their conversation, soon becoming distracted in one another. Loki gently slid his hand down to hold the side of her neck and leaned in to kiss her, she reciprocated with just as much eagerness as he had when their lips connected.

Claire’s hands wound up around his neck, she toyed with his hair at the back of his neck as their kiss deepened. Loki tested the waters a little as he slowly slid his tongue into her mouth, when she didn’t pull back he teased her tongue, tasting the wine they’d been drinking all night. Her scent completely enveloped him, making him kiss her more eagerly and the way she tugged on his hair certainly didn’t slow him down.

He could tell her heart was racing as he could feel her blood rushing through the veins in her neck, but he surprised himself with how much restraint he had as he was able to rein himself in a bit and calm his tongue down, back to a slow passionate kiss.

When they broke the kiss, they were both a bit flustered and Loki could definitely smell her arousal, even as she clenched her thighs together to try and calm herself down. Loki’s eyes had darkened a little, but thankfully she didn’t notice, and he managed to calm his own racing heart down by trying to think unsexy thoughts.

Her gentle hand landing on his thigh made it difficult not to focus on her though. He cleared his throat and picked up her hand, he kissed the back of it and each finger slowly in turn.

‘I really, really like you, Claire. And god, you have no idea how difficult it is for me right now to restrain myself… but my dad raised me better than this, I don’t want to rush, what we have.’ As he spoke, he turned her hand around and gave her wrist a lingering kiss that made her curl her toes. ‘I want to do this properly, darling.’

Claire’s face was flushed red and she struggled to get her brain to work properly as she tried to speak, but a big mumble of garbage spilled from her lips, making Loki chuckle as he gently released her hand.

‘I uhm… yeah, me too.’ Was all Claire could whisper once she got her brain to function again, which took a bit longer than she had thought it would, because Loki’s warm hand ended up cupping her cheek. He was really making it difficult for her to agree with him.

Loki just couldn’t stop himself from touching her in some way, he wanted to wrap her in his arms and never let go.

‘You’re not making it easy to resist you, you know.’ She laughed shyly.

Loki chuckled sheepishly, though he still didn’t let go of her cheek, instead he began stroking it with the back of his hand. ‘I can’t help myself.’ He admitted.

Claire’s heart was still hammering in her chest, like it was about to burst out of her. She took a few deep breaths to try and calm her own hormones down.

A little meow tore them apart, Bat clambered across Claire’s lap and onto Loki’s, she then put her front paws up onto his chest and started batting at his chin.

‘She seems to be after something.’ Claire laughed.

Loki sighed. ‘Yes, it’s feeding time… Impeccable timing, Bat.’ He tucked her under his arm and grudgingly carried her through to the kitchen to feed her.

Claire was glad for the little break, just so she could get a proper breather. Part of her was a little disappointed that things weren’t going to go further between them tonight, but at the same time she felt really warmed that Loki didn’t want to rush them. That he thought so highly of her to want to respect her so much.

When he returned, they had another drink and managed to keep things from getting too heavy. Though they did sneak in one more kiss when Loki walked her home.

It was safe to say, they were both in desperate need of relief when they went to bed that night. Loki even took a bag of blood to bed with him for after he had relieved himself, but it tasted nothing like he knew Claire would, and his hand definitely wasn’t as effective as Claire would be.

How he was going to be control himself when they did get to that stage in their relationship, he had no idea. He was really scared he was going to lose control, that he would hurt and scare her.

When that was of course the last thing he wanted to do.

[jackfrombaskinrobbins]

daredevil fam celebrating teen!intern!reader's birthday! (headcanons)

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 906

request: yes / no

original request: “HIII FAVORITE AUTHOR OMG ok soo my birthday is comin up on the 19th and i was just wondering how the daredevil fam would help celebrate w a teen!reader -- intern or adopted kid, whichever you’re feelin. and there’s literally no rush! i’m just excited that my birthday’s coming up :) “

dynamic: daredevil fam (nelson murdock & page) x teen!intern!reader

characters: reader, matt murdock, foggy nelson, karen page, josie, marv LMAO

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! omg i hope u have the best day ever!! this request was SO FUN to write & i rly loved thinking up how the fam would help celebrate!! i used a more professional looking pic bc i think these headcanons may be my most chaotic LMAO 🫶

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ok so the way they found out it was ur birthday is lowkey stalker-ish

maybe not full stalker but it’s not like it was out in the open.

a certain… ahem…. fogwell foggy foghorn fogster fog jr 

i forgot his full name this is embarrassing so let’s pretend i said that on purpose as a joke!!

haha hehe omg mae ur so funny

why thank you!!

anyways he was looking in ur file that ur school had given nelson murdock & page so that u could legally work there

and he saw that ur birthday was in two days!!!

two days!!!

so he was in full panic mode

below are real (YEAH, REAL!!) texts he sent to karen & matt

i gotta prepare myself yknow i gotta get in that foggy texting headspace

ok i'm ready

ahem

“OMG (oh my gosh) 😱😱😱😱!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! y/n’s birthday is in TWO DAYS 🚨🚨🚨RED ALERT RED ALERT 🚨🚨🚨we have to do something for them!!!!!! like maybe get a gift 🎁or some cake 🍰🧁🎂? they would like that, right? of course they would, who doesn’t like cake 🤩🤩🤩🤩?? well, except for you matt 😡😡i judge you for that. JK (just kidding) LOL (laughing out loud)... or am i🤔🤔?? anyway we need to be READY!!!”

imagine matt’s text to speech reading that

like it would be saying “exclamation point” until the end of time LMAO

(laughing my ass off)

HAHA

also i do think matt prob doesn’t like cake

he prob would want one of those meatloaf cakes for his birthday like the ones that ppl “frost” with mashed potatoes? they seem like his vibe

ok anyways so you were kinda suspicious when you got to the firm the next day

you had a lot of stuff to file so you were trying to get down to it

but then they all kept coming over and asking questions

“hey, y/n. what’s your favorite color?”

“[your fave color].” you answered

and karen nodded but she took out her phone and made a note so you were like “hm”

but you thought nothing of it

and then matt came over 

and he was like “what’s something you like”

and you were like “...”

and he said “well?”

and you were like “just… anything?”

“yeah.”

“uh… i like watching baseball. and … cats.”

“ok, baseball and cats. perfect.”

and then he smiles as he walked away because he understood that he just unintentionally made the perfect pun

THE PURRFECT PUN OMG

so that was kind of funny

and kind of sweet bc like maybe they were trying to connect w u more!

but then u saw foggy taking a picture of u filing

“foggy, what the hell are you doing??”

you knew they didn’t like you swearing in the office but y’all desperate times call for desperate measures

“uh.. i’m… taking a selfie.”

“yeah? let me see.”

so he tried to hide it from you

but it was very clearly a photo of you!!!

“foggy --”

“y/n. it’s a new filter. don’t worry. it only LOOKS like you. it’s actually me.”

“uh-huh.”

so you went to bed that night kinda nervous

like were they going to kill u or something??

did u need a witness??

oh well

anyway so the next day was ur birthday!!

yayyyyyy

happy birthday to u happy birthday to u happy birthday y/n happy birthday to u

that was from me to u reader, but ik u wanna know what matt and foggy & karen say so i’ll go do that

you were lowkey scared to go in the office

bc again, they were all acting weird 

AND AS SOON AS U OPENED THE DOOR

u heard foggy whisper “go”

and then nothing

and you heard foggy curse and karen was like

“we told you these confetti poppers were expired!!”

regardless, they all were like “SURPRISE!!!”

and you were totally floored

bc this was like so nice

& u never expected for them to do anything for ur birthday

THEY EVEN GAVE YOU A GIFT!!

really really nice seats to a baseball game!!

not that it mattered for matt where u sat 💀 

OK SORRY I'M DONE W THAT

and yeah they were gonna go with you 

which was so cute like aww

KAREN MADE YOU CUPCAKES

bc lets be honest she would be the best baker

and she piped these like little cats on them!!!

they were so cute

except for the fact that they weren’t in the fridge so they were kind of half melted

but you loved them so much it literally didn’t matter

if you didn’t suspect that this internship was the best thing to ever happen to you before, you definitely had it confirmed now.

ok last little anecdote so i don’t end on such a cheesy note

HAHA

after u did some filing

ok it was ur birthday but that didn’t mean u got out of work

the fam took u to josie’s and foggy told her it was ur birthday

and she was like “happy birthday kid.”

and then she looked him straight in the eye and was like “you’re not getting food for free because of that.”

but guess what?

everyone in the bar was pretty jolly bc its a bar guys ppl drink

anyway so they sang happy birthday to u!!

ur fave old man marv (who u had that wing eating contest with once) led the singing

IT WAS THE BEST DAY EVER :D

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[medusapelagia]

J- Jerk off [NSFW]

J is for Darleen Jade (@darleenjade). Did I cheat at my own game? A little because it doesn’t really starts with J, but I wanted to thank you for all your kind comments on my stories! 💜

I hope you will enjoy your present 🎁!

Rating: Explicit Relationship: Steve /Billy WT: phone sex, jerking off Words: 1085

Stupid rich boy.

Steve’s parents have taken him with them on a holiday in Europe to celebrate his graduation and Billy can't wait to have him back into his arms.

“It’s only a pair of weeks.” Steve has said but to Billy seems like forever. He keeps himself busy working at the local pool but not even whistling at the little shitheads has done anything to cool off the steam, and what's even worse is that they are in different time zones so they can’t even call each other because of that.

“Fuck.” Billy whispers, staring at Steve’s Instagram page like it contains all the secrets of the universe.

In one photo he is embracing his mum in front of a fancy fountain that Billy is sure he has seen in some famous movie, in another, he is petting a stray cat, but the one he is looking at now, with one hand inside his red shorts, is of his boy licking a big ice cream, his tongue out looking directly in the camera. If Billy wasn’t sure that it was just a coincidence he would swear that Steve took that picture just to mess with him.

He takes the lube from his nightstand, the fancy one with the pretty label that Steve chose in the sexy shop and that tastes like watermelon.

Billy covers his hand and lets the lube drip on his dick before starting to stroke it, imagining that the hand on his cock is Steve’s. He tightens his grip, moving up and down, letting his hips jerk up toward a body that’s not there.

The blond boy closes his eyes, thinking about Steve’s sweet lips and how they feel warm and sweet around his dick, he looks at his tongue on the ice cream and for a moment he can illude himself that his velvety tongue is getting ready for him.

“Fuck…” he murmurs, hating every moment that keeps them apart.

Billy’s phone starts to vibrate and falls from Billy’s hand to the ground with a loud thud.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” the California boy picks it up and he is surprised when he sees the familiar picture of his boyfriend on FaceTime.

He immediately answers, not caring about how flustered he is “Hey, baby, are you ok?” he asks him as soon as the familiar brow eyes appear on the screen.

“It’s not too soon, right?”

“It’s almost midnight, why?”

“I might have told my parents I didn’t feel well this morning…”

Billy frowns “Are you sick?”

“No, silly, I wanted to have some sex phone with you.”

Billy’s phone almost hit the ground a second time “You wanted to do what?”

“I miss my boyfriend.” Steve replies, getting comfortable on a big hotel bed “I need him to make me feel good. Don’t you need me, Billy?”

More than the air, Billy thinks, but keeps it cool.

“So you are already missing my dick, uh?”

“Don’t try to be cool, Billy, I can see the lube on your nightstand.”

Fuck.

“Maybe I forget it there.” The blond boy tries again and Steve laughs.

“I know that it is hard for you to admit that you actually have feelings, but I am not ashamed to admit that I miss you.”

Billy doesn’t reply but with himself, he can admit that he misses Steve terribly too.

Steve smirks “If we were together what would you want to do to me?”

Oh… this is the game, uh? Well, Billy never played like this before but he is a fast learner.

“Show me what are you wearing.” he demands, and Steve moves the camera to show him a blue t-shirt and his blue boxers “Next time you call me I want you wearing your panties.”

“I’m on a trip with my parents!” Steve complains.

Billy replies, with a wolfish smile “I’m sure you brought at least a pair with you. Am I wrong?”

Steve’s red cheeks tell him everything he wants to know.

“Ok, now I want you to touch your nipples like I would touch them. I want you to feel that it is my hand that is pinching your tits. Good… just like that. Now suck your fingers and pinch them again, do you feel my mouth on your nipples? Do you feel how wet it is?”

“Yeah…”

“Good boy, make yourself hard for me.” Billy praises him, while he starts to jerk himself, looking at his boy.

“I’m getting so turned on, Billy…” Steve moans. and Billy regrets that he is not there, in the same bed, eating all these sounds from their source.

“Your hole feels so perfect around me, you are squeezing me so tight.” Billy whispers while he strokes his dick into his tight grip “Touch yourself, fill that hole. You need it, don’t you?”

“What about the phone?”

“Leave the phone on your pillow so that I can hear you when you make that little moan when my dick hits your prostate just right, but before, stretch yourself. Take the lube and open yourself with one finger… like that… you are doing so good… when you feel ready to add another…”

“Billy…”

“What?”

“I need more…”

“Tell me what you need?”

“I need you to touch my dick.”

“You want me to stroke it up and down? Twisting when I get to the head of your cock? Is that what you want?” he asks, knowing exactly what Steve likes.

It’s the strangest sex Billy has ever had, but somehow it feels so exciting hearing Steve’s moans while he keeps stroking himself, imagining that his boyfriend is riding him.

Steve comes with a loud moan and that’s enough for Billy to follow him soon after. He hears Steve move his phone and then he is back, is eyes shining with pleasure and his swollen lips “You ok?” Steve asks when Billy remains silent “Did I break you?”

“How did you know that I was jerking off?” Billy asks, taking the phone back into his hand.

“You were looking at the ice cream picture weren’t you?”

“You are such a little shit, Harrington.”

“Maybe, but I'm the one who waited for you to jerk off so…”

“Are you my good boy?”

“Only yours.”

“Will you call me again?”

“Calling maybe, having phone sex… I don’t know. With the different time zones, it is complicated.”

Billy nods and then he finally whispers “I miss you.”

“I miss you too baby.” Steve replies with a kind smile, and for the first time admitting his feelings doesn’t make Billy feel too vulnerable.

[punsmaster69]

21/OCT/20XX

"UNDYNE, ARE YOU SURE THIS IS A GOOD IDEA..?"

"...You're right. It's not a good idea."

"It's a GREAT idea!"

undyne climbed further up the tree. while she hurled apples down haphazardly, papyrus tried his best to catch what he could in a basket.

me and flowey spectated from the sidelines.

"She's gonna KILL someone with that aim."

"you wanna bet on how many apples make it out alive?"

with far more force than required for apple-picking, an apple immediately smashed to applesauce in front of us.

"YOU come do it then, punks!"

"How the hell do you expect ME to climb?!"

"You stumble on flat ground, sure, but I 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 you can do stairs."

"How is that relevant?!"

"This is, like, basically the same thing!"

"𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹!"

"FLOWERY, COULDN'T YOU USE YOUR VINES?"

"I don't need help from that-"

she glanced at paps.

"..Uh, very...nice.. friend of yours."

"Good! I didn't plan on helping you, anyways!"

"....."

(silence of glaring at undyne.)

"..........."

(silence of undyne glaring back.)

"..Wait, why aren't YOU up here helping, Sans?"

"HE CAN'T!"

"SANS... CAN'T CLIMB!"

"Why not?"

"..HE JUST CAN'T!"

"If he falls, one of us can catch him. Easy!"

"HIS SAFETY IS ENSURED HERE, ON THE GROUND, EVEN EASIER!"

"....Howdy, Toriel!"

"It's... going."

"Sans? He's right-"

"-here."

i snatched my phone back from flowey.

"gimme just a sec, tori."

"..why did you pick up my phone?"

"YOU'RE the one who didn't notice the ringing."

"..Why is Toriel "fluffy lady" in your contacts?"

ignoring him, i re-answered tori's call.

"heya. what's up?"

"How is the apple-picking going for you all?"

"it's..."

undyne conked papyrus in the skull with an apple, but it still made it in the basket. he seemed relatively unaffected by the hit.

"going well enough, i'd say."

"how's shopping going for you three?"

"We have found nearly everything we need! Me, Alphys, and Frisk should be returning shortly."

"Ah! My child, please do not climb the shelf!"

"Allow me to get it for you. Hold my phone for a moment, will you?"

"...."

"Hi Sans."

"sup, kiddo."

"Did you know your name in her phone is just a bone with a blue heart?"

"..huh."

"Frisk!"

"And your contact photo is-"

"What are you telling to him??"

"...It is not a bad photo, I promise."

"It's you, sleeping.."

"Alphys!!-"

"SANS, LOOK OUT!"

with a deafening 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠, a bone collided with an apple above my head.

"......."

"Whoaaa!"

"Sick shot, Paps!"

"Do it again!"

"NO! DON'T THROW MORE!!"

"UNDYNE, THAT COULD HAVE ENDED VERY BADLY!!"

"Sans?? Is everything alright? That was quite loud."

"yeah, i'm good. nearly got clocked by an apple, though."

"Oh dear. Who is throwing them?"

"undyne."

"...I do not know who else I expected."

"Please tell her to be more careful.."

"hey, undyne."

"Yeah?"

"tori says to be more careful."

she paused mid throw, instead switching to a mild toss.

"WH-"

"WHY WEREN'T YOU DOING THAT THE WHOLE TIME?!"

"Should I grab some apples as backup while we are here?"

"there's a decent enough of them surviving."

"Well.. if you say so."

"I will see you in a bit, Sans!"

"seeya soon, tori."

"Do not get hit by any apples!"

"i'll try my best."

"......"

"...Papyrus, you might have to catch your brother."

"WHAT?? WHY???"

"He's totally 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 for Tori."

"That's quite the lovestruck look for just a 'friend', dude."

"not making any look."

"You BETTER not be!"

flowey's face contorted into a look of disgust.

with a loud thump, undyne jumped down from the top of tree.

"The denial is strong with this one."

"not denying a thing."

she flicked me in the head.

"Whatever, nerd. Keep telling yourself that."

"C'mon! Let's go wash these up before they get back!"

undyne grabbed flowey with one arm

(he hissed like a cat. it was pretty funny.)

and ran inside, papyrus and the apple basket in tow.

——

i'm no dessert connoisseur by any means; store bought stuff is usually just fine for me.

but, now i'm totally convinced.

there's no going back after trying homemade apple pie.

[someone-always-cares]

chapter 5, page 79

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[image description: an sac webcomic page. "hold on, stay still for a second". rami says, as he puts his hand close to lewis, the angle making him almost look like he's cupping lewis's face, as lewis stares back at him with very wide shining eyes. he then rips off the duct tape off, lewis jolting and making a weird face, the panel borders shaking from the shock, before lewis makes a different face like a grimace or like a cat would make after smelling something foul right before slapping the shit out of it. "sorry. you alright?" rami asks, holding a swiss army knife down near lewis's bound arm, the knife already out. "i- what- i will be? not important. what the fuck are you doing here??". lewis replies. "saving you, apparently. and your friend- sorry i'll get to you in a minute" "no really, why the fuck are you here? how did you find us? why did you come?" lewis says. this last panel is entirely black, aside from the speech bubbles. "you're the one that sent me the location. Is your friend concussed? They're not responding to me. Or you. And are either of you injured in general?" rami responds. "What? I don't think either of us are. And no, she can't hear you, just wave or something. Uh, not with the knife, like a friendly not about to kill you wave, like-" lewis's rambling is interrupted. "It's pitch black in here? Waving won't help?" end id]

edit: a bit late but forgot to mention: next con i have is on june 1st, at animangapop cardiff! feel free to say hi if you're going!

i've always gone back and forth internally if rami's supervision gave him better night vision or not but i'm going to go with yes, it does. lewis also has better night vision on account of his eyes being cat-like. jade has normal human vision unfortunatly. on the bright side (pun not intended), she can make her fingernails glow.

also, thought on book cover? tried a few ideas and this is what i came up with

[id: concept a book cover. mostly sketched, styalised like a corkboard with various photos, pins, ect. the front side (right) has a piece of torn paper with the title and a couple stickers, one star and the other rami's logo. below is a drawing of rami surrounded by eyes. the spine has a strip of washi tape, blue with star patterns, with the title and a "1" at the bottom. the back (right) has a few photos of various panels from chapter 1 and two, a top corner of a missing poster, a business card for iris's ice cream shop, pins of mindforce's eye, and pride pins of the asexual and transgender flags, and lastly a scrap of notebook paper with eye doodles (like iris's eyes), rami's logo, titled "blah blah blah" and placeholder text of the bee movie script opening. red string is scattered around. end id]

note: the panels featured will be redrawn (for the cover. the actual pages will not be) and the one on the front is just a placeholder. not sure what i'll change it to, but something with both rami and lewis.

so, this is fashioned similar to the back of the flyer i use to advertise my comic at conventions, it allows me to show off multiple things, allows me to put in easter eggs and similar, and it feels right, yknow? it looks like the same board i use for story planning, concept art, to do lists, and trinkets for conventions, ect.

i look up and i see my corkboard covered in all that, so it feels like me. like i'm already pouring everything i have into my comic, why not this? also, red string murder board. thematically appropriate, and similar to the one omen has. expecially fitting since they appear end of chapter two bonus pages, which is where issue 1 of the physical book ends (not including bonus pages)

anyway would love to hear your thoughts!

more rambling under the cut

keep jumping from task to task. eg started planning the cover. jumped from irl task to task and then got back but then needed to figure out 100% how big the book is page-wise, because spine width

so i go do the bonus pages first but despite me collecting all the stuff for that before i keep finding more. because i have been making pages for 7 years and worked on it for longer with just having them as ocs roatating in my mind

and, yknow, i am not an organised person at the best of times. and over the past 10 years, not much has been the best of times. so you can imagine the chaos i've gone looking through. most of it isn't too recent, because turns out i had a lot more time working to draw when i was still in school. and also right after school. also 2020.and most of it is bad due to me improving my skill over time! which is good but still. going to have to carefully pick out what to use

also unrelated but i want to make one of the exclusive kickstarter print rewards foiled because i just love how they look. specifically i want to do one of tsunami and the foil (silver or holo) being the sparkles his water does because it'd look cool!

[berkmansimagines]

Vigilante Shit

A/N: This was really fun to write 🔪💋

Summary: You and Barry help out a family friend.

Pairing: Barry Berkman x hitman!wife reader

You don’t normally do pro-bono work but this was a special case. You’re doing it as a favor for your handler - Diane. Diane’s teenage niece, Sarah, has been getting some unwelcome attention from a stalker. The stalker is named Jeremy. He’s a twenty-something loser that works as a pizza delivery boy. Jeremy won’t leave Sarah alone. He has texted and called her so much that she’s had to change her phone number twice. The creep has even followed her to school a few times. Sarah tried going to the police for help but they did nothing. She has become so freaked out, she’s afraid to leave her home.

You used to babysit Sarah when she was a little girl. It was long ago when you first moved out to LA, before you got started down your current career path. Sarah’s a good kid. She doesn’t deserve any of this. So when Diane told you what was going on, you volunteered to take care of the problem. Diane demanded that you only intimidate the guy and not kill him. She doesn’t want to raise any suspicion from her niece. Neither you or Diane want Sarah to find out what you really do for a living.

While doing some pre-op, you discovered that the stalker lives nearby a restaurant that you and Barry have been meaning to check out. You asked your husband if he wanted to join you and he offered to help out with the job. You plan on getting dinner afterwards. Because this is sort of a date night for you and Barry, you’re more dressed up than usual. You're wearing a little black dress and did some cool cat eye makeup.

You and Barry broke into Jeremy’s place and are waiting for him to return from work. It’s a tiny studio apartment. There’s an entire wall covered with pictures of Sarah. Many of the photos appear to have been taken without Sarah’s knowledge or consent. You tear down the pictures before the stalker gets home.

You’re in the middle of perusing the liquor cabinet when Jeremy walks through the door. His jaw drops when he sees you. A hot woman is inside his apartment. He thinks he won the lottery or something.

“Hi. Uh, what are you doing here?” Jeremy awkwardly waves to you.

“Waiting for you,” you casually nod, “I was hoping to make myself a drink, but you have some terrible taste in alcohol. I mean, what the fuck is this shit?”

You hold up a bottle of Whipped Cream Vodka.

“Such a child,” you scoff.

You pour the vodka down the drain. Jeremy’s face drops.

“Hey! What the fuck?!” he yells.

Jeremy rushes toward you when you suddenly smash the vodka bottle. Glass flies everywhere. Jeremy stops in his tracks while you remain unfazed. You hold up the broken bottle like a weapon and slowly approach the stalker.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” you shake your head.

Jeremy takes a few steps back before bumping into Barry. He turns around and screams at the site of your husband. Barry is leaning against the door with his arms crossed against his chest and a gun in his hand. He coldly stares down the stalker. If looks could kill, Jeremy would be dead.

“What the fuck?! Who the fuck are you people?” the stalker asks.

“Oh don’t worry about him. You’re going to be talking to me. I’m Y/N. You don’t need to introduce yourself. I already know all about you, Jeremy,” you say coolly.

“What….what do you want?”

You smirk, confidently fiddling the broken bottle between your fingers. Jeremy is absolutely terrified. You’ve got him right where you want him.

“Listen, me and my partner over there have dinner reservations. And I’m nothing if not punctual so I’m going to make this quick. I know what you’ve been doing to Sarah. The stalking, the harassment, all of it. And it stops now. You understand?”

Jeremy quickly nods his head. He looks like he’s about to cry.

“Yes…yes, ma’am,” he stutters.

You put the broken bottle to Jeremy’s neck.

“I want you to promise me that you’ll never bother Sarah again,” you demand. “I promise!” Jeremy yelps.

“Promise what?” you press the glass shards against his neck. “I promise I won’t bother Sarah again!” he cries.

You take a deep breath and lower the bottle away from Jeremy’s neck.

“Great! Then we’re all done here.”

You nonchalantly toss the broken bottle behind you.

“Thanks for being a good sport,” you nod.

You put your fist out for Jeremy to bump. He gives you a confused look and reluctantly puts his fist out, when Barry abruptly grabs him. Your husband slams Jeremy against the wall. Jeremy shrieks in pain.

“Sorry I should’ve warned you that my partner is a little protective. He doesn’t like it when creepy stalkers try to touch me,” you snicker.

Barry puts a gun to Jeremy’s chin. You stand by your husband and get right in Jeremy’s face.

“Don’t talk to Sarah or go near her ever again. If you even so much as look in her general direction, my partner and I will come back and I promise you we won’t be as polite,” you threaten him.

Barry lets go of Jeremy and he falls to the floor. He’s crying in the fetal position.

“I think our work is done here. Come on, babe, let’s go,” you tell Barry.

And with that, you and Barry walk out. As you leave Jeremy’s building, the two of you do a cute little high five. You’re so happy you pulled this off. Now that creep will finally leave Sarah alone.

“That was kinda fun!” you giggle and scrunch your nose, “Did you hear him call me ma’am? I don’t think anyone’s called me ma’am before.”

“Yeah! You were so intimidating, babe,” Barry compliments you, “It was actually pretty hot.”

Your husband can’t help but check you out. You look so pretty. He’s impressed and proud of you. That’s my fucking wife.

“Awww thanks babe! You were good muscle,” you wink.

You and Barry get into the car. While Barry gets the directions for the restaurant on his phone, you check out your make up in the mirror. It still looks good.

“You know, I feel like I really had to hold myself back with that creep,” you quietly admit, “This whole situation got me thinking, what if we have a little girl one day and something like this happened to her? What would we have done?”

“If it was our kid, he would’ve been dead the moment he walked through the door,” Barry immediately replies in a low, serious voice.

You raise your eyebrows and coyly smile. Barry didn’t even hesitate with his answer. You’re kinda turned on by that.

“Babe…”

You rest your hand on Barry’s thigh.

“I know we made dinner reservations, but I want to skip right to dessert. How about we blow off the reservation and go home?” you suggest.

Barry’s face perks up. He stops the directions for the restaurant and puts in the address for home.

“Whatever you say, ma’am,” Barry smirks.

[gameyface46]

It’s a Work In Progress, and it won’t be done for another 6 months (because drawing people is hard and time consuming) but I think I drew Niko better, so here’s a Niko for you.

It’s not shaded yet, that step usually is last, but IT’S NIKOOOOO! Aren’t they so cute? The best not-cat child. And they’re eating PANCAKES! I’m so obsessed with them… I wish I could draw them more… you know I would draw them as fervently as my OCs and Kirby…

Ok, now take a wild guess who’s staring at him menacingly.

Pancakes… I don’t want to hear that word again for a long… long… time.

Also, I guess it’s tradition now that I release one work-in-progress of an art piece I’m working on before I release it.

Oh yeah, and do you want some nightmare fuel?

Who are you and what did you do to Niko????

I tried drawing Niko from imagination… and… this came out. Looking at this and the second draft is like looking a photo of a dirty hog and then the Mona Lisa.

Anyway that’s all. No life updates I guess. I think California schools, maybe even most schools in the US, are starting back up around this time of year. Good luck, y’all. You’re gonna need it.

Oh right! I just finished playing through the Glen on stream. Calamus and Alula are also so great… character design wise, and to be frank, they’re just likable. Jesus, I love all the characters in this game. If I could, I would draw those two next. I’ll try my best lol, but do not expect me to draw them below the waist, because I am horrible with proportions. I think I only like this drawing because I don’t have to deal with proportions as much.

Again… uh… check out my streams, maybe? I might stream today or tomorrow, I just have to work up the courage to actually play. You get to hear my piss-poor voice acting too! I stream on Twitch, usually every week on Tuesdays, under gameyface_46.

Also, I was supposed to have a certain project done soon, but I forgot about it… oof. I’ll try my best, but I have to let those ideas come naturally. If you don’t know, check the May(?) project’s tags.

[mycoolwritingcorner]

Expendable

Written for Sailor Moon LGTBQ+ Week.

Day 5: Destiny.

Rei invites Minako over for a talk and uncovers something startling about the girl.

@smlgbtqweek

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Rei hadn’t known Minako for very long, relatively speaking. She showed up only shortly before the girls’ final battle with the Dark Kingdom where they all lost their memories, and it was only recently that those memories had been returned to them. Even in that short time, however, she had noticed something… off about the blonde-haired girl.

Rei was exceptionally good at reading people, it came with the whole ‘psychic’ thing. Minako, however, had proven very difficult. The girl almost seemed… hollow. It had been nearly impossible for Rei to get a proper read on her, which of course frustrated the shrine maiden to no end. That was all about to change, though, as Minako was coming over to the shrine for what she thought was a Sailor meeting which… wasn’t a complete lie. After all… they were Sailors… and they were meeting…

The blonde-haired girl was clearly perplexed when she showed up to Rei’s room to see the raven-haired girl sitting alone at the table, “Uh… did I get here early?” Mina asked, scratching her head a bit.

“Yep, sure did.�� Rei lied, patting the seat next to her, inviting Mina to sit down, “So, you been up to anything interesting lately?”

“Um… no, not really.” Mina said flatly as she sat down, “The store ran out of the cat food Artemis likes so he’s been complaining about that to no end… did some homework before this…”

“Oh my lord, maybe the reason I can’t read this girl is because she’s about as interesting as a block of wood!” Rei thought to herself.

“Also, Rei?” Mina asked, snapping Rei out of her thoughts, “I know no one else is coming, so can you please tell me why you called me here?”

“What? I mean… okay, you got me.” Rei said, putting her hands up in defeat, “The truth is… I don’t understand you.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Everyone else I can read like an open book. But not you. With you I’ve got… nothing. And I don’t understand why.” Rei elaborated.

“Oh, well… I can’t say for sure why that is but if I had to guess… I’d say it’s because I’m not really a person.” Mina said, a bit sadly, earning a confused look from Rei.

“So… are you like… an alien?” Rei asked, scratching her head.

“I mean, technically we all kind of are, but no that’s not what I meant.” Mina said, looking at a picture Rei kept on her desk. It was a photo from back when it was just Rei, Ami and Usagi. Usagi had insisted on getting a group picture while they were at the amusement park, even though they were meant to be there for Sailor Business.

“Then what did you mean?”

Mina’s eyes focused on the bun-headed girl in the center of the picture, “I’m a shadow. Just a pale reflection of her.” She said bluntly.

“Of Usagi?” Rei asked, not quite sure what she was getting at.

“Yes. I’m destined to die in her place. I was born and raised for that one purpose. And even with the threat of the Dark Kingdom gone, that fact remains unchanged.” Mina said matter-of-factly.

“That’s horrible! You can’t really believe that, can you?” Rei asked, shocked.

“Of course I do. It’s fine, I am what I am. I don’t get to have wants and dreams… there’s no reason for an expendable to have such things.” The blue-eyed girl said, a subtle hint of sadness in her voice.

SMACK!

The sound reverberated through Rei’s room as the miko slapped her friend across the face.

Mina was left in a state of shock, holding the stinging side of her face with one hand as she looked at Rei wide-eyed. Meanwhile, Rei’s face was full of anger, as her hand twitched, also stinging from the impact of the slap.

“Don’t you dare call yourself expendable ever again. Got it?” She said, slowly lowering her hand.

“But… but…” Mina tried to speak, but did not know how to respond to this, “But that’s what I am. It’s what I was raised to be. It’s my-”

“Your what? Your destiny? Who cares about that?! You decide your destiny! No one else!” Rei shouted, still fuming.

“That… that’s not… I can’t… I…” Mina stammered.

“You are so much more than just a body to die for Usagi! You’re your own person!” Rei insisted, before lowering her voice a bit, “Look… sorry for the slap. I just-”

“No, no, it’s fine. I… appreciate how much you care.” Mina said with a soft smile, “But I… it’s been so long since my memories awakened and… I’m not even sure I remember what it’s like to be my own person…” She said sadly, looking down at the table and resting her hands on it.

“That’s okay.” Rei said, resting her hand atop Mina’s, “You can just take it one step at a time. Like… you said before you don’t have a dream… is that really true?”

“Well… do you promise not to laugh?” Mina asked timidly, biting her lip a bit.

“Of course.” The raven-haired girl said, giving her friend’s hand a gentle squeeze.

“Well… before all this Sailor stuff happened… I always wanted to be an idol.” Mina said, clearly worried Rei would think that was stupid or childish.

“Heh… can I be honest?” Rei asked, causing Mina to look up from the table and at her, “Same. Amongst other things.”

“Oh wow… I never would have thought…” Mina said, blushing lightly as she realized Rei hadn’t taken her hand off of hers.

“We decide our own destinies. You aren’t just Sailor Venus, protector of the princess… you’re also Minako Aino. As for who that is? Well… no one can tell you that but you. But whoever that ends up being… I know I’d love to meet her.” Rei said with a smile, before Mina all but threw herself at her with a hug.

“... Thank you, Rei.”

“Anytime.”

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I always thought it was interesting how Minako went from... well let’s be honest here... boring as sin in season 1 of Sailor Moon to one of the most fun characters later on. This fic is kind of meant to bridge that gap.

Anyway, that’s day five! Come back tomorrow for Day 6: Pet Names. 

But until then, please let me know what you thought! Comments, reblogs, likes, etc. are much appreciated!

And until next time, take care everyone!

[juliettedunn]

Big Sister

After the Gland Prix, Luz is planning on staying up late working on magic, but King wants to have a talk with her. Luz may not be an official Clawthorne like him, but she still feels like family. (The first time Luz and King start calling each other brother and sister).

Heading home from the Gland Prix, Eda carried a worn-out King in her arms, while Luz looked happily between each of their faces. Eda had always harbored a soft, motherly side, but now she looked at King with open, unrestrained affection, in a way Luz had only seen her engage in nervously before, as if she weren’t allowed to and it was about to get taken away.

And King, blinking sleepily, snuggled into her arms. Luz could have squealed with joy over it, but she tried to hold it in.

Apparently, she wasn’t too successful, as Eda happened to catch her eye. “What are you thinking about, kid?”

“Oh I’m just really happy to see you’re officially King’s mom.”

Eda startled at the term. “Mom…”

“That’s right,” King cut in, apparently not as sleepy as they had thought. “You’re my mom. And Lilith’s my aunt, and your mom is my grandma!” He giggled. “I have a whole family tree now. Can you teach me about it?”

“Later, kid, but let’s get you to bed. You’re all worn out.” Eda rubbed King’s skull and he groaned.

“I’m not that tired.”

“Yes you are.”

“If I go to bed, Luz has to!”

“Oh don’t worry, I’m making her rest too.”

Luz had been planning to work on her magic, like she had been doing almost every night of late. “Oh, actually, Eda, I’m really onto something with this new spell I’m working on, and -”

“I’ll hear about it tomorrow. You’re exhausted from all that flying.” Eda’s smile slipped a bit. “And I’m tired too.”

***

After Eda tucked King into bed, Luz reluctantly pulled on pajamas and went to brush her teeth. She had so much to get done, and her brain wouldn’t stop turning over all the new magic she was learning. If she wanted, she could easily stay up tonight and perfect some of her designs, right? But Eda would be disappointed…

Returning to her room, she was already set on working just a bit more, when she heard a distressed “Weh!” coming from the corner.

“King?”

He was struggling, tangled up in something. As Luz rushed to assist him, it became clear that he was caught in her cat hoodie, the fabric falling all around him and caught on his horns.

“Oh my Titan, King!” The sight of the little demon in such an oversized garment was too adorable to even speak, and she squealed, quickly pulling out her phone and snapping pictures.

“Luz, what are you doing? Help me out!”

“Sorry!” she squeaked, and in a moment she had freed his head, which in many ways made him even cuter, his confused, disgruntled face blinking up at her while his body remained lost in fabric. She almost drew her phone out again, but stopped at the glare he gave her.

“Jeez, you really like to take photos of my suffering, huh?”

“Sorry! Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” He shook out his fur and picked at his claws like a cat acting nonchalant after an embarrassment.

“How did you get stuck in there anyway?”

“I don’t know, it, uh, fell on me?”

“I just threw it on the floor.”

“Ugh, fine. I was trying it on.”

“And here I thought I remembered someone calling this ‘hideous’ when he first saw it.”

“It is hideous!”

“Then why did you try it on?”

“It was only for a second! I just wanted to see what it was like.”

That was surprising; King was typically against much clothing unless it was part of some gift like his “offerings.” “What wearing clothes is like? I’m sure we can get you some if you want to start wearing them.”

“No! Never!” He crossed his arms. “I just wanted to see what wearing the hoodie was like.”

“Why this hoodie?”

“Well…” He ducked his head. “I don’t know. I was wondering if it had some kind of magic to it, because you always seem so confident in it.”

Luz could have laughed. King thought she was confident. “Aww, King. You know I’m not actually all that confident.”

“Yes you are! You have so many friends and cool adventures. And I’m…” He tapped his claws together nervously. “I don’t really have that. I’m the one that messed up the Gland Prix. I wish I could do the stuff you do.”

“King, it’s okay you threw up. Do you know how many times I mess stuff up? I’m way more trouble for Eda than you are.”

King looked at her in confusion, then moved on in his speech. “And also I’m kind of scared of everything that’s going on. And you, you’re still so fearless. And I wanted to know how you get through it.”

Luz sat next to him. “I don’t know. I take it as it comes, you know? It’s not the hoodie that makes me able to do that. It’s not even me, it’s my friends that make it happen. And you and Eda.”

“We’re not your friends too?”

“No, you are! It’s just different, you know? We have a different sort of friendship from the one I have with Willow or Gus or Amity.”

“Because I’m younger?”

“Well, yeah, but also, you’re…I don’t know. It’s just different. In a good way.”

“Okay…” He sighed. He didn't often open up about his insecurities, though he was doing it more frequently of late. “It’s just, I love all these new powers I’m discovering, but also I don’t really know what they mean or what’s going on. And what if things get even weirder, and I start being unrecognizable?” His tail swished nervously. “I really want to find my family, and have answers. But I also really don’t want to lose the family I have. The family I just found. And, as much as I want to find my dad and be like him, I also want to be like Eda. My mom. And I want to be like you, Luz.”

Luz froze, her eyes rapidly tearing up, and King held up his paw. “Don’t be too mushy about it. It was a dumb idea.”

“No it’s not! I…I honestly don’t know what to say.”

King wanted to be like her? Of course she’d noticed his clinginess, and his delight whenever they did an activity together. He thought she was cool, that was certain. But he had never directly stated that he looked up to her. The idea of anyone looking up to her was ridiculous, but King said it with complete honesty.

“So that’s also why you tried on the hoodie?”

“Yeah…”

“You’re perfect the way you are, King. You don’t need to be like me!”

“No, I don’t want to be exactly like you. Trust me, I know I’m perfect. I just…well actually…” He hesitated. “I was wondering something.”

“Yeah?”

“You know how Eda’s my mom and Lilith’s my aunt and there’s Grandma Gwen now and everybody?” His tail wagged as he rattled off the family terms.

“Yeah, you have such a big family!”

“Well I know you’re not really a Clawthorne, but, um…we’re kind of family too, right? You live with us and Eda gets all motherly about both of us, and you always help me with things. You said Eda and I are different from your other friends.”

Luz tried to stop the beginnings of tears in her eyes, to not turn King away. “Yeah. I think of you that way.”

“Well for a while now I kind of thought of you as my big sister. Is that okay?”

Big sister. King saw her as a big sister. Luz gave up on holding back the tears. “Yeah,” she said shakily. “I’d really like that.”

King brightened. “Ha! That means I get to tattle on you to Eda and you’re the one that’ll get in trouble!”

Luz chuckled, wiping her tears. “Okay.”

He got to his feet, pointing at her for emphasis. “And you have to take responsibility for all my shenanigans.”

“You know what, if it means being a sister to such a cool guy, I’ll take it. I’m really proud that you’re my little brother.”

King’s eyes widened, arm dropping back to his side. “Really?”

“Heck yeah! I always asked for a younger sibling when I was a kid, and at one point I thought...”

The tentative plans to have another child, talks with Luz about what a little sibling would mean, someone to care for and help out, someone to pass down stuff she outgrew to, and squabble with, and be annoyed at, and love. Excited daydreams about all the stuff they could do together, the things she could show them. Until the news of her dad’s illness, and the plans were postponed until he got better. Only he didn’t, and eventually…

“Well, here you are!” Luz said, pushing the thoughts aside with a smile. “And hey.” She picked up the hoodie, giving it a tentative sniff and wincing. “Oof, this needs to be washed. But, what I was going to say is, did you know it’s a common thing for older siblings to give the younger ones hand-me-downs?”

“Hand-me-downs?”

“Yeah! So when the older one outgrows something, they might give it to the little one.”

“Oh. Hmm.” King tapped his claws against his face. “Like clothes?”

“Sometimes!” King looked back at the hoodie eagerly, and Luz smiled. “Maybe one day you’ll fit in it. We have no idea how big or small you’ll get.”

“I’ll be huge! Mightier than the mightiest giant!”

“Okay, well, I think you’ll always be pretty tiny. But you’re bound to get bigger than you are right now. And either way, when I outgrow this you can have it, okay? Even if it’s forever big on you.”

“Really? You’ll keep it ready? Promise?”

“Promise.” She reached out and rubbed his skull as if to ruffle non-existent hair. King giggled and leaped into her arms, clutching her shirt while she gave him a tight squeeze. They held the hug for a few moments until Luz had a devious idea. “Now, can I please post the photos I took of you on Penstagram?”

King immediately shoved away. “Ugh never mind, I don’t want anything to do with you!”

“Just one?”

“No! You’re a horrible monster!” He ran to the door, signaling the end of their conversation. He paused before leaving, to say, “But goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” Luz grinned, then got up to pull out her supplies and get to work on her magic. Her brain was now aching for sleep, but if she could just work for thirty minutes, she was sure she could get so much done.

King didn’t leave as expected. “Uhhh Luz? Aren’t we going to sleep?”

“Oh, I was just going to work on some magic for a bit. I have a lot to get done.” She tried to suppress her yawn and give him a reassuring thumbs up.

“As your brother, I demand you sleep.”

Luz raised her eyebrows. “You’re the little sibling, buddy. You’re supposed to listen to me.”

“I demand it.”

Luz hesitated. He had the fierce, demanding tone of a petulant child, but beneath it was a softness and concern she wasn’t used to from him. She was surprised he had even noticed; usually he’d leave without a second thought, or even demand she stay up longer, regardless of exhaustion.

“Okay. I can’t promise I’ll be able to fall asleep, but I’ll try.”

“Excellent!” King wagged his tail. “Goodnight big sis!”

“Goodnight little bro.”

[famousfilmsfan]

Criminal Case. Famousfilms edition.

Case #1. return to Slender

Chapter 1

Chief: Welcome new recruit. I’m Chief Schmidt, and welcome to the Crystal City PD, we got reports of a murder inside the neighborhood of Prepview. Go check it out with James he’ll meet you there

James is a brown haired man with black eyes.

James: Hey there, i’m James, your new partner, Jeeze what the hell happened to this guy?

The victim was a man with black hair and no…eyes. He was wearing a black suit with a yellow tie. His head was swollen and his throat was red, there was an envelope nearby that was open, and a package on the porch.

James: Hmm, okay this is anaphylaxis if I've ever seen it the victim's name is Davis Ramirez . But what's with his face..or lack of one? You think that envelope might be important? Then let's send it to the lab, and that package doesn't have any stamps, must have been hand delivered. Let's check it out

Kat: *panicked* officers thank God!

James: Wow ma’am calm down, this is a crime scene

Kat: And that’s my fiancee in that bag! What the hell happened?!

James: Oh uh, Miss you should stay put so we can question you.

Kat

Kat: What the hell happened? I got a call at work and I come to find this?!

James: Ma’am we’re doing our best to solve this, now did your fiancee have any enemies?

Kat:..none that I knew of.

James: are you sure?

Kat: yes i’m sure!

James: Hmm she isn't telling us the whole truth

The body

Janet: Hey there i’m Janet, the coroner for our precient. And let me tell you, whoever killed this guy really had it out for him.

James: How so?

Janet: Well he died of anaphylaxis due to a peanut allergy he had but there was nothing in his stomach, but there were vapers of it on his face, so he was shot in the face with it. The suddenness made him panic and didn't have time to react.

James: Great the killer didn't even touch the victim, no leads.

Janet: Actually, I got the dust on his face tested, and only one brand uses the exact formula, ‘Jonas Peanut Brittle’

James: So the killer eats peanut brittle, good to know.

(Info; The killer eats peanut brittle.)

The package

James; Okay let's inspect this package. It says it’s from Bryan Deville. What is

He tries to open it but red paint gets splattered all over him and a note is revealed.

James: Ugg, i’m gonna need to change my clothes, wait what's this? ‘Prank’d ya -Bryan’

James: Well, annoying or not this Bryan must have known the victim we should speak with him…after I changed my clothes

The envelope.

John: Hey there rookie, i’m John the forensics expert of the team. Let me tell you this envelope definitely has some surprises

James: Like what?

John; First off I found traces of peanuts in the paper, so it definitely had something to do with the murder, but there was something else. The envelope was purchased at a stationary store at the mall. So the killer had to get it there since they don’t have a website

Chat with Bryan

Bryan: Hello there officers how can I help you?

James: Well you can tell us why you decided to Prank Davis Ramirez with a paint bomb.

Bryan: Oh that, he was retiring from Fazbears so I decided to play a joke on him. Wait did he call the cops on me for a joke? That’s classic him.

James: No sir he was killed earlier today

Bryan: Oh my god. Honestly i’m not surprised

James: Whys that?

Bryan: He wasn't particularly liked in the company, he was a very…critical person, very angry, Pestered everyone about every tiny detail, he even scolded me for the brand of fake snow I used during the holidays. He said a child might eat it. Who would eat fake snow?

James; Anyone you think may have wanted him dead?

Bryan: Not really, it sucks he’s dead though.

The store

James: This place is creepy, where's the attendant? Oh, you found clues? That torn photo looks strangely out of place, and look this rack has the same type of envelope the killer must have taken it from there, let’s see if they left anything behind

The photo

It shows Davis yelling at a black cat animatronic

James: Is it me or is this guy yelling at Charlie the Cat from the Barnyard Bash?

James: Okay, I’m looking on the website it says our victim owned it…wait you want to question the animatronic in the picture? Alright if you think it’s necessary.

The rack

James: Hmm there’s a postcard here, it’s addressed to the victim. ‘Death is something you can’t escape such as death or a cheesecake that has curdled both of which always turn up sooner or later’ what the hell? This is utter nonsense. The part of death seems like a threat, let’s send this card to the lab, our profiler will get to the bottom of it.

Charlie the Cat

James: Okay we’re at the restaurant. Uh. Hello Charlie? Mr…. the cat?

Charlie: Uh, how can I help you?

James: We’ll we’re here because your owner has died.

Charlie: Died?

James: Oh crap you’re a machine, okay death is like when you loose battery but you can’t recharge it and-

Charlie: I know what death is, that’s a stereotype.

James: Oh good that was like the birds and bees talk. Anyway did you have a good relationship with your owner?

Charlie: He was alright I guess, he was here a lot but wasn’t ‘here’ you know, in his own head a lot. Mumbling to himself too, the craziest thing

James: Okay then, uh call the station if you have anything else

You both leave

James: Okay uh. That was super awkward.

The postcard

Russel: Hello there detective I’m Russel the stations profiler, and I must say the postcard is quite interesting the handwriting shows whoever wrote it definitely wanted the victim to know who it was, the bold letters and perfect lining show it’s an educated mind

James: Okay. And what is the quote?

Russel: The quote is from famous children book series. ‘Series of unfortune events’ so your killer definitely reads that good.

James: Good to know.

Info: The killer reads Lemony Snicket.

James *sighs* Okay this whole day has been a mess, a man with no face is killed on his porch, we have a distressed fiancée, a less then upset former coworker, and a robot cat. The only thing we’re missing is a clown and it will be my worst nightmare

James: Yeah your right, we do know the killer eats peanut brittle and reads children’s books, but it could be anybody and-

Chief; James, detective drop what your doing there’s been a break in at the victims home!

(Should I continue this?)

[avesssswrote]

Tony..is loved.

Set after Civil War with a prompt i read on Pinterest hope you like it.

Tony was the one alone.

A thought that kept Steve Rogers awake, was one of the major reasons why he left that message on the flip phone. He always felt the need to include Tony more in every team activity in the past; locked up in his lab, working on something or the other which he loved flaunting about to others, but for Steve that was a reflection of his entitlement. But the more he knew him the more he understood the lonely mechanic, the more he spent time with him the more he saw a man in need of affection.

He tried to give him that but Tony never trusted him enough mostly because there was a big gap cause of the attention that Steve got for waking up from the ice at least that's what he thought was the reason. But later he came to know from Natasha about Harward being more obsessed with THE Captain America than worrying about his own child and maybe his coming back triggered some memories, but at heart, Steve still believed that Tony was over that and he just kept his distance from everyone.

And the return of Bucky made this distance worse, Steve fought for what he believed and knew was the right thing but, in the process, he lost the thread of the relationship he had with Tony.

Bucky made Steve's life so much better, the connection with life was back, but he knew how numb it felt not to have that connection and he felt guilty and sympathetic for Stark, he was the one alone. Might have fought with people, he knew Stark went home alone that night. Maybe Tony is surrounded by people with cameras but Steve knows that Stark has a life behind the camera's that is worrying.

These feelings burdened today,

When he was going to the Stark Tower.

To meet him.

People told him that Stark shifted his daily routine to just one floor, no surprises there. So, Steve was nervous to see the state he would find him in because there were times when he found Stark sleeping on paperwork in the basement with five coffee cups.

Walking in as the air hit him, also hit the moments he spent in there.

As he took a lift and it went down his heartbeat went up, and his little phone call...did it even mean anything? Was it even helpful? Will Tony even consider him his friend to ask for help?

Stepped out and lifted an eyebrow...because he was met by a soft smell of baked cookies. Move along, he thought. And then was met by a small cat who had attitude might we add. But that made sure the cat belonged to Tony Stark,

"Um.. hello is any-?"

"Yes! Rogers!" came the Colonel James, or Rodey. He was walking with a limb Steve hit the guilt train very quickly. "Come with me." Rodey commanded, and Steve marched right behind. They walked past something that took Steve's attention and Rodey answered with an eye roll, "Yeah THAT is a wheelchair but I don't need it anymore tony bought it to tease me."

"Sounds like Mr. Stark." a small voice snickered.

"Oh uh..Hello," Captain smiled at the small boy who apparently was Spider-Man...so awkward.

Peter's eyes went wide "Mr. Captain.. Captain..uh Sir? ..."

"Just Cap is fine."

"Yes Sir! Captain Sir!" he threw a salute and marched off. Steve turned to Rodey "Something is fundamentally wrong with that one.." the man whispered shaking his head.

"Alright, Steve wait here let me get those papers for you, uh grab something from the kitchen if you want."

"No thank you, James."

So Captain stood there and got the time to look around for a bit, he saw some books on the countertop, but they weren't that complicated then he saw little doodles on the textbook and named 'Peter B. Parker.' he understood who belonged to,

He looked at the small photo frame in which Tony was standing with Happy smiling and pointing at Peper who rolled her eyes, he assumed it was an old one of them. He looked around more and found small pieces of notes left behind by Pepper.. Some with 'Enough with the Coffee TONY!' and others just 'Tony you have a meeting and yes you are late.' one also said 'Happy we are missing Doritos.' He smiled at that..he remembered that nickname.

Then he could see a small transparent box with glasses which he recognized were Bruce's and he also saw some stickers on the refrigerator with timetables and dates, but these didn't look like just for the meetings..heck this timetable didn't look like for one person.

It looked like it was for a family, with due check-ups, picnic hours, laundry day, and chores day with everyone's name on each one.

His lips formed a smile that he didn't think he was going to have today, he turned around and was met with a small batch of baked cookies with an 'I know you liked them last time' note stuck on them.

Steve sighed.

He, after days, felt relaxed. Truly relaxed.

This place, this floor, wasn't for the tony he thought he knew, this home was for the tony he loved and admired.

His phone call was special but it didn't matter if Tony didn't turn to him for help. No, Stark had a home and place of affection now.

This is when Captain America sighed and realized,

Tony Stark never needed him. 

[dreams-of-dark-pastel]

Love Switch

"Gossip Time🖤"

Masterlist

"Come on, now, you've avoided us long enough." Ann tapped the seat next to her on the sofa and I joined her, Usagi sighing from her seat.

"Is everything ok?" Ann turned to her.

"Arisu's roomate said that he hasn't stoped sulking ever since this morning." I rolled my eyes.

"The big baby will be fine." I said with a hint of sarcasm and Ann nodded along.

"But you know what would make me feel better?" Usagi turned towards me, joining us on the couch, the gleam in her eye teeling me that she was up to no good.

"Hm?" It was evident by her miscevious smirk.

"You telling me about that handsome guy." She giggled while resting her head on my lap.

"Fine, fine." She gasped, certainly not expecting me to agree so fast.

"Hey! Everyone gather around at once." Ann announced, clapping her hands a couple of times to get everyone's attention.

"She has finally caved in? That was fast." Mira giggled as she brought the cookies and cupcakes I did and everyone jumped up to get one, Kuina snatching the bowl and running away, laughing.

"Do you want to hear it? Or not?" At the seriousness of my words, she came back, wat down in one of the chairs while still holding the bowl close to her. Everyone's eyes were now on me.

"So, remember yesterday afternoon when you, Ann, asked me to stop by the bookstore on my way home to get you that book on Genetical dysfunctions and disorders?". She nodded. "Well, apparently I wasn't the only one going for that as I didn't hear another set if steps coming, and I woke up with another hand on the same book." At that Kuina perked up, entuziastically.

"Ohhhh, so you touched hands, looked at each other and fell in love?" She sounded happy, looks like the poor thing would have to have her dreams crashed.

"No. I thought he was being nice, because, to be fair, I couldn't reach the shelf even on the tip of my toes, and I thought he was going to get it for me, but no. I struggled for a good ten minutes to reach for it and that arse just chimes in, takes it and looks at me for a good minute, smirks and leaves." Hearing that, everyone had simmilar expressions, confusion, and frustration.

"Seriously?" Asked Usagi bewilded.

"Yeah, and the most annoying part was that, when I turned, I literally could not say anything. I-uh kinda was caught off guard." It seems really stupid now, but back there I was as red as a tomatoe, half because of my fury and the other from my flustered state. He-

"By how handsome he was?" Ann nudged my side, snickering.

"Awww, but still. That was not cool." Kuina now had a pout on her face, but she looked as if she was trying to piece together something.

"Well, If he tried to take a bio book, he should be majoring on the same subject as you, right, Ann?" Mira suggested, the other girls agreeing.

"Most definetely, describe him, maybe we can find out something."

"Well, he was tall, lean, nicely built, with medium long gradient black to blonde hair that reached his shoulders and cat like eyes-" Kuina gasped dramatically and Ann seemed to scoff.

"No way.." Mira seemed just as shocked while Usagi and I were left in the dark.

"Is he the guy you're takling about?" Kuina took out her phone and showed me a photo.

"Yeah, but how?" It was him, definetely.

"Well, my first thought when I listened to your story was 'hm, that's sometging Chishiya would do' so then I asked how he looked like and here we are, he is Arisu's roomate and one of my friends." So this guy was Arisu's roomate?

"Oh boy.." I was in trouble, because all there events took place yesterday but the meeting was still fresh as ever on my mind.

And this seemingly annoying, sarcastic and sadistic guy may as well be my downfall.

Why did I have to be such a hopeless fool of a romantic?