#i will be freaking out about this show shortly i'm sure

[pablitogavii]

Happy Family 1

Day 1

I arrived to Barcelona on March 21st at 7:35 pm only a day after I turned 18. My dream was to join this exchange program and travel to Spain ever since I was a little girl and now I was finally here.

"Welcome! I'm Aurora, your new hermana for a year" sweet looking girl approached me seeing the paper that said my name on it and i blushed nodding my head as the older couple approached us.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Y/n." I said politely shaking the older's couple hand and Aurora tightly hugged me already making me feel like we were real sisters.

"Ready to go home, girls?" woman said and I smiled thinking to myself that this will be "home" to me for a whole year nodding in excitement while walking with Aurora towards the car.

"Um..and your brother?" I asked obviously knowing who Pablo Paez Gavira was but also feeling nervous that I haven't met him. Ever since the Gavira accepted me into their home for a year, I was nervous to meet the boy all of my friends are drooling over.

"Pablo is a cabrón whose flight from Verona got delayed, but he'll be home tomorrow" she said while I gulped while nodding my head.

"Lengua Rora! Pablo will surely like you as we do" her dad said and I nodded although deep down it still made me nervous to meet the infamous footballer.

They showed me around the house and my room before leaving me to get changed and ready for bed since it was already getting late and I had my first day of school tomorrow.

Maria: so you haven't met him still!!!??

Sofi: Girl, he's literally the hottest guy! He has the body of a God!

Tina: Be careful not to fall for your "brother" girl ;)))

"Life is not a freaking wattpad story" I told myself while brushing my teeth and reading the group chat with my friends from US still going crazy that I am in house of THE Pablo Gavi.

I fell asleep exhausted from the long flight. When Pablo arrived home a lot earlier than expected everyone was asleep and he walked out of instinct into what till not used to be his room.

He was confused when he smelled strong floral scent but decided not to pay it much attention taking off his wet shirt since it was raining heavily tonight and even his hair got soaked.

When he tried to sit on the bed to take off his pants I wiggled making him jump and me to scream while sitting up. Awkward..

"What? Who? Where am I?" I said now completely confused and almost forgetting that I am no longer home and am face to face with a complete stranger who rudely woke me up.

"Who the hell are you!? What are you doing in my room!?" Pablo said and I brushed the sleep out of my eyes finally realizing who it was standing shirtless across from me right now..fucking great!

"Um..they said this is my room now?" was only thing I could say in that moment and he finally remembered that the exchange student was coming today.

"Joder! That's right, sorry. I'm Pablo.." he said reaching out his hand I shook it nodding my head and giving him a warm smile.

"Y/n.." I said shortly.

Even though this was kind of awkward he was still very nice and nothing like I expected. All my friends said footballers are supposed to be cocky and narcissistic but he seemed genuine.

"I'll see you in the morning..um..goodnight" he said before grabbing his shirt and quickly leaving my room closing the door behind himself.

So this was his room then...no wonder why it smelled so masculine when I first walked in..suddenly I felt my cheeks blushed as I laid in his bed feeling him surround me in that moment. Maybe my friends were right..

The next morning, I walked down where all of them were sitting at the breakfast table welcoming me to join them.

"Y/n this is Pablo." Belen introduced and just as I was about to say we have met already, he interrupted reaching out to shake my hand yet again.

I played along introducing myself one more time to him..maybe it was for the best for his family not to know that we met in the middle of the night with him half naked inside my room.

When breakfast was over and everyone went to tend to their own business, I slowly moved towards Pablo who was packing for training and he turned to face me.

"I won't say anything, don't worry.." I said and he smirked tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I froze..fuck that feeling will be the death of me!

"It will be our little secret.." he said before turning back around to finish what he started and I went upstairs to grab my school bag.

First day at school wasn't bad. There was a girl who sat next to me in math class and we immediately clicked. Masa quickly became my best friend here and many things that will happen to me in the future wouldn't have been bearable without her by my side..

"Tonight is a back to school party at the beach, you have to come tía!" she said and I shrugged my shoulders.

"Aurora is coming too so I'm sure you can go with her?" Masa said and I nodded really happy to meet more people and start this school year off right.

"Obviously you're going hermanita!" Aurora told me the moment we talked at home and I smiled nodding my head excited for tonight.

"If you expect me to cover for your ass again, you owe me big time!" Pablo walked in without knocking realizing that he just interrupted "girl talk" as boys always called it.

"Or you can fulfill the dreams of all those girls and come with us tonight?" Aurora said and something in me tightened knowing deep down that Pablo Gavi was wanted by every single girl at that school.

"She's going too?" Pablo said not even looking at me and I thought what happened this morning was probably my own brain making up things..he was clearly not interested.

"Obviously!" Aurora said while Pablo seemed more agitated than before..like he didn't want me to go for some reason? It was weird.

"I might pop in later.." he said nonchalantly.

"You always say the same thing hermano!" Aurora said but he just left without another word. Why would he mind if I went to this party? What's it to him?

Pablo was at home looking at his phone when he saw his sister's story mentioning my username on it..out of curiosity, Pablo clicked checking out my profile and the new picture I posted from tonight.

y.n.bebe

A brunette to my blonde :* @masa.bb

liked by pablogavi and others

comentarios:

aurorapaezg: and the best photographer jaja

masa.bb: luv you girl!

theodore.ross: two hottest girls tonight!

Pablo was looking at that guy's comment for a solid 15 minuted before he got dressed and snuck to the beach telling himself it was because he was bored at home.

When I saw him walk up, all the girls were already calling his name rushing to take pictures or offer him a drink. I decided not to join the crowd instead walking to sit by the water.

"Solita?" Theodore said about to sit down but someone's very much angry voice interrupted him as it was getting closer to where we were.

"She's not, now leave vale!!!?" Gavi said and the boy smirked raising his hands up in surrender before winking towards me and leaving to rejoin the party again. Now I felt confused..what the hell does this mean?

"You came?" I said standing up to face him noticing the way his jaw was clenching and unclenching. "Damn was he beautiful under the moonlight..." thought to myself.

"Your top is too revealing" he said simply and I looked down before meeting his eyes again..did he come to look after me tonight?

"Pablo.." I spoke but as always he was quick to interrupt me.

"Callate!" he said before grabbing my jaw and crashing his lips to mine passionately while my hands found his hair and his snaked around my waist protectively.

At the end of very my first night here, Pablo slept over at my new room (and his old one) with me cuddled up to his side and him holding me against himself protectively...

Interesante right? ;)))

[doe-eyed-fool]

Fallen {Chapter Three}

Alastor x (fem)Reader

Warning: Very ooc Lucifer (I made the first few chapters before the series came out)

"Redemption?" I wonder aloud. "Yes! This is my hotel, and here, me and my staff help sinners better themselves for a chance of being redeemed!" Charlie says enthusiastically. But it didn't make much sense to me. Why would sinners care about being redeemed? Could they even be redeemed?

That sounded impossible, unheard of even. But held my tongue, clearly this was a passion project of hers. I wouldn't want to spit on her dreams.

"How...nice." I say with a smile. "But may I ask why you would do all this?" Charlie's eyes lit up at the thought of me being interested in knowing more.

"I believe that everyone deserves a second chance to be good. Everyone has good in them, even if they don't believe they do. And I think, with a little help, we can shape them into the best versions of themselves as they can be. Then they can get into heaven after all their hard work on improving."

I almost couldn't believe the words coming from her. She seemed so kind, so, not demon-ish at all! I couldn't help but wish her luck. She really believed that the sinners and demons of hell could be better people. In some ways, I agreed. I do believe people can change and be better. But, a lot of those creatures out there were here for a reason.

"So, are you here to check in?" Charlie asks me. "Uh, I-" I was cut off by Alastor. "Why yes, she is!" I shot a concerned glance at him. "Wonderful!" Charlie claps excitedly. "Come on, I'll give you a tour and introduce you to everyone!" Before I could protest, Charlie grabbed my hand and began walking.

Before she left with me she turned to Alastor. "I'll be back to help. We mainly just need to fix the place up from our last extermination." Alastor nods his head. "Of course my dear. Take your time." Charlie gives him a thumbs up before walking me away.

What was Alastor up to? Charlie showed me different areas of the hotel, and even introduced me to the staff and guests. First I met Vaggie, who turned out to be Charlie's girlfriend. She was pretty abrasive, but Charlie told me it wasn't anything personal towards me. Other than that, she was a fine demon and she clearly loved and cared about Charlie.

Next I met Angel Dust, a spider demon, he was uh...Something else. Smug too. I tried to keep my eyes on his and not his skimpy clothing. Apparently he was a porn star. I felt bad for him. Mainly because I was concerned for his safety. But he looked like he could handle himself, hopefully.

Then there was Nifty. She was nice, and very hyper. Excited to meet me and become friends, her singular eye looking me up and down frantically.

Before I could finish talking with her and move on to the next person, she picked some lint off of my dress. A clean freak I suppose. I said my goodbye before meeting the last person on Charlie's list. His name was Husk, a cat demon. And a rather rude demon at that.

He had no interest in meeting me or even spare a glance my way. Charlie apologized for his behavior before leading me back to the lobby.

"We can work on getting you a room shortly. I just have to make sure everything is all set first. Things got a little out of hand after the extermination. Then we had some demon attack us right after, thankfully Alastor got rid of him. In quite the horrifying way..." She laughs weakly before clearing her throat. "Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy your stay with us."

I only offered a false smile and nod. "So, I've been meaning to ask." Charlie begins. "How do you know Alastor? I mean, everyone knows him, but you seemed to actually be friends with him." My mind blanked for a moment as I tried to think of a explanation. "Uh well, Alastor kind of helped me out a bad spot." That seemed to have caught Charlie's attention.

"Really? What happened? If you don't mind me asking." She asks. Darn. "Well, he...Uh, I was lost. Yeah, I got lost and, he helped me. I'm sure you know how hell is. So...dangerous and and all that." Charlie nods. "Trust me, I know." She chuckles. "Being the princess of hell, I'm aware of a lot of things that go down on a regular basis. But not everything, my dad knows way more than me." My eyes go wide for a second.

Did she just say princess of hell? Does...does that mean her father is...

There was a knock on the front doors of the hotel. "I'll get it! Excuse me for a moment Y/n." Charlie says before heading for the front door. She straightens out her suit before opening the doors. "Welcome to...Oh, hey dad." Standing before Charlie, was a demon.

But not just any demon. This demon was known by all, in heaven, hell, and earth alike.

This demon, was none other than Lucifer himself. But could that really be him? He looked nothing like how I thought he would. For one thing, he was much...shorter, than I picture him to be.

Charlie's takes after her father's looks, as he had the same pale white skin, blonde hair, and rosy cheeks to bring it all together. They even shared the same eyes. When he spoke, it only sent more surprise and confusion through me. "Charlotte! How have you been?" His voice was a higher pitch than I imagined.

Not deep and masculine, but not feminine either. Somewhere right in between. "I'm fine." Charlie says with a weak smile. "What uh, what are you doing here?" She asks carefully. "I just wanted to check on my daughter. This year's extermination was no joke! The angels were relentless, I haven't seen so much carriage in a while." Lucifer walks past her into the hotel lobby, he looked around. "So, this is the hotel you've been working on."

Charlie follows after her dad, nervously fidgeting with her hands. "Yep." Lucifer chuckles. "Adorable." He says with a shake of his head. Suddenly his gaze fell onto me and I froze in place. "A new guest of yours?" Lucifer glances at his daughter for a moment. When she nods he looks back to me before approaching me. My breath was caught in my throat, my hands began to tremble.

He was but a step away from me, he looked at me with a grin. "What might your name be, little demon?" He asks. I couldn't bring myself to speak, my cowardice only seemed to have amused Lucifer. "Well? Are you going to tell me?" He smirks.

I glance over at Charlie, I don't know why, but I was hoping she could help me somehow. But she only kept her gaze on the floor, holding her arm close to her side with a nervous expression. I turn my attention back to Lucifer, who was still waiting for me to give him my name.

Finally I swallowed the large lump in my throat and speak. "Y-Y/n." I murmur. "Y/n." Lucifer repeats leaning in closer to me. His eyes bore into mine, his grin dropping slightly. "Strange..." He narrows his eyes. Suddenly Alastor's voice caught our attention.

"Lucifer, my good fellow! I had no idea you would be stopping by!" Lucifer looks over his shoulder before his grin returns to his face. "Alastor. Always a pleasure." He thankfully moves away from me and towards Alastor.

I could finally breath normally again, my heart wouldn't calm down as it thumped harshly against my chest. "I thought I might pay this place a visit. After all, it means so much to my daughter." He was far shorter than Alastor. Though, Alastor kept his same respectful demeanor when talking to Lucifer.

"Of course." Alastor nods. "It's quite the hotel. Very...Unique." Lucifer laughs at that. "You're right about that my good man."

Lucifer glances back at me as still talks with Alastor. "I thought this place would be in shambles after that extermination. Turns out my daughter can fend for herself after all." Charlie's expression fell at his words. "Anyhow. I should be on my way. Lots of work to be done, and business to attend to." He walks past Alastor and back towards the hotel entrance. "Oh, I almost forgot." He stops just before the door.

"Alastor? You haven't seen anything out of the ordinary lately have you? I ask because I know how attentive you are when it comes to anything new and unusual."

"Hm. Afraid not. Why? Has something occurred that I should know about?" Alastor asks. Lucifer shrugs. "I can't be sure. But I could have sworn I saw something quite strange fall from the sky early this morning." I noticed that Alastor's smile tightened slightly. "A new sinner?" He asks.

"Perhaps. Though, I've yet to see a sinner with such unordinary wings." Lucifer said lowly. My heart dropped down to the pit of my stomach. "But then again, I am so very overworked." He sighs. "Must have been my imagination."

"Maybe so." Alastor says calmly. Lucifer's smile turned sinister. "I'll be seeing you around, Alastor." He says before stepping out and closing the door behind him. I stare at the door unblinking, my hands trembling.

I look over at Alastor, despite his smile, I could tell he was upset. I would have asked if he was alright, but Charlie walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "I'm sorry about that." She sighs. "I didn't know my dad would ever come here. He's never been interested in my project, I guess I shouldn't have let my guard down. Are you alright?" She asks me.

I nod my head. "I-I'm ok." Charlie offers me a small smile before taking my hand. "Let's get you to your room. You can relax for a bit."

[seullovesme]

» FMEO 22. - dinner date (mostly written)

you took a deep breath to calm your nerves, shutting your phone off and laying it in your lap. you felt a hand rest on your shoulder and you turned to see your older sister smiling at you. her smile gave you a sense of comfort, she was always able to calm you down and that's what you loved about her.

"don't be nervous, you'll have a great time. come on, you know you've got this." yeji cheered you on, boosting your level of confidence. it was always nice to hear any encouragement from her and just knowing that she was there to support you made you feel better.

"thank you, unnie. i'll let you know how it goes, you'll be the first." you respond with a soft smile. "dont tell ryujin unnie, she'll throw a fit" your sister lets out a snigger because she knew that was something her girlfriend would do, despite her being the older sibling.

"alright now, stop stalling. don't make your girl wait for you." she shooed you out of her car and waved goodbye as she drove off.

you admired the exterior of the restaurant and felt suddenly intimidated by the fanciness of the place. you walked toward the restaurant, eyeing the pairs and couples that were exiting together, wondering if you and yunjin would look that happy by the time your date came to an end.

a kind gentleman held the door for you and you thanked him before walking in. you thought the outside looked fancy, but this inside was a whole other story. the glass chandelier lit the main entrance and gave a very soft and subtly vibe to the place. it was a very different experience compared to what you're used to as your not really the fancy type (but anything for yunjin).

your attention was called by a hostess. "excuse me miss, welcome in! do you have a reservation for tonight?" she asked with her hands clasped together.

"ah, yes. w-well actually i'm meeting someone here." you internally facepalmed at your embarrassing stutter even though the hostess probably didn't even notice.

"oh sure, what was the name for the reservation?"

"huh yunjin." the worker searched through the names of all the people would had made reservations.

"here, looks like they've checked in. i'll take you right to the table, right this way miss!" you followed the hostess who made her way through the tables, soon reaching a table by the window.

"alright, take a seat and we'll come back shortly." she left you standing there, and the table was occupied by a brunette girl in a blue dress. just like how it looked in her post, except she was even more beautiful in person.

for a moment it felt like the world paused as she turned at the sound of the hostess' footsteps and gave the prettiest grin you had ever seen when she saw you awkwardly standing there. yunjin cleared her throat and scratched her neck while you kept admiring her beauty.

"uh... are you planning on taking a seat?," yunjin chuckled, "i want to start our date as soon as possible!" she exclaimed, her eyes closing because of her widening smile and she was starting to resemble a cute happy puppy.

you felt your hands shaking in nervousness as you took your spot across from her. you sat quietly, just avoiding her eyes by looking at everything other than her which she noticed, but it only made her happier knowing she could take the lead now.

"don't be shy, look at me." the tone in yunjin's voice alone was enough to make you blush profusely. she was being so confident which was something you weren't, especially on dates with pretty girls. you decided to listen to her anyways, figuring that it was a date after all and you couldn't just waste your time together fangirling silently.

though she didn't show it at all, holding eye contact with you may have been the hardest thing ever because she was usually the awkward one and she was freaking out just as much as you. yunjin wanted to say something as the silence was loud, but she felt like there was no need to say anything as it was also a comforting kind of silence

"you're really pretty." the words leave your mouth before you can even process that you said it. "ah... i don't know why i said that out loud. i guess because i'm so nervous, my mind isn't working right." you explain, turning to the side to gently hit your head, hoping it would wake up and start functioning. your actions made yunjin laugh.

"thank you. you also look very pretty, if not more than me."

"impossible. you're much prettier, yunjin." her heart skipped a beat hearing you say her name. she was falling hard already and she could imagine how deep she'll be when she gets to know every detail about you.

"why are you nervous? do i make you nervous?" she asked teasingly just to see your face turn pink again.

"no! well, you do but that's beside the point. i'm actually nervous because i've been really been to such a fancy restaurant before." you admit.

yunjin's eyebrows shot up. "really?" you hum in response, studying the expressions of the girl. "so i get to be your first?" she lowers her head to hide how her face beamed after you nodded to her question.

"yep, you get to be my first fancy date!" you smile and reach for her hand that was resting on top of the table, holding in yours. "and i'm really glad that you are."

-

SYNOPSIS ⥬ you weren't necessarily famous or anything to begin with. it was only until after the post revealing your amazing visuals that your socials seemed to grow. it certainly attracted people, maybe even a certain someone and their fanclub.

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[dorabledewdroop]

Chapter 10

Yay, New chapter!

Also, I'm not sure how it's going because I had to quite literally force myself to write this chapter and post it.

Hope you have fun reading!

Chapter summary: Reader attends the party. Whole bunch of fluff (little angsty in the start but nothing too bad)

Chapter warnings: Talk about death, injuries, brief mention of wanting to fuck wandanat (who wouldn't want to though lets be honest)

Series Masterlist

x--x--x

Shortly after putting their respective marks on you, Wanda and Natasha went back to their separate rooms to get ready for the evening.

You decided to get some work done while you waited for them. You opened your Stark-issued laptop and began writing the report for your most recent mission. Thankfully, Natasha had shown you the format for writing them a couple of weeks ago.

You smiled when you remembered how excited you were that Natasha fucking Romanoff took the time to sit right next to you and explain how mission briefing work, the protocol for post-mission briefings, and how to write mission reports in detail.

You remember inwardly freaking out when Natasha kept on scooting closer to you until she was practically trying to fuse into you. Claiming it would be easier to show you on her computer rather than just tell you.

You remember how giddy you felt when Wanda decided to join in to help you understand, effectively squishing you between them. From the very beginning, you loved how their touch always calmed you down and how safe it made you feel, whether it was in the form of a hug or simply having your pinkies touch when you sat down next to one or both of them.

Shaking your head, you leaned forward and continued with your mission report. The memories of them flowed through you, how loud the alarms were, how it took you hours to rescue all the survivors and heal them as you carried them. How the ground was littered with more blood and dead bodies the closer you got to the heart of the facility.

You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t hear Natasha knock on your door. You definitely didn’t hear Natasha walk up behind you, leaning forward as she read your mission report from over your shoulder.

“YOU DIED?” Natasha asked incredulously.

If not for what she read, Natasha would have definitely burst out laughing at the scream you let out as you jumped out of your chair and fell on your ass.

Heart pounding, you stood up and turned to face Natasha, intending to scold her for scaring you like that. The words died in your throat as you took in what she was wearing.

Your insides tingled as you took in what your partner was wearing. Her curly red hair framed her face perfectly, stopping just as they touched her shoulder. Her bare collarbone looked oh so inviting. Your heart fluttered as you noticed that her earrings complimented your outfit.

You almost lost what little composure you had left when you took in her expression. Equal parts stunned and furious. Her gorgeous green eyes that had flecks of hazel seemed to pierce through you.

For the second time that day, Wanda burst into the room expecting a fight. This time, she seemed to be wielding lipstick as a weapon.

When your eyes flicked to Wanda, you were sure the two women were trying to kill you.

Her gorgeous dress seemed to match Natasha’s hair. Her fingers were littered with rings, and her necklace complimented your outfit. Her exposed thigh seemed to be calling out to you.

You were a total gay mess, and these two were not helping that one bit.

“What’s going on?” Wanda asked, a slight smirk playing on her lips since she definitely heard your thoughts.

Natasha doesn’t move but simply points at your computer.

Frowning, Wanda starts reading your report. Within moments, her eyes shift to you.

“Malyshka, what do you mean you died? I thought you couldn’t die?” Wanda asked, concerned.

“I.. um. It’s jus-.. I..”

“Just talk,” Nat ordered.

“It’s hard, okay?” You snapped. “The both of you look hot as fuck, and I’m having trouble thinking about anything other than fucking the shit out of both of you.”

That seemed to break the tension. Wanda snorted and started cackling. Natasha tried to hide her smirk but ultimately failed.

You sighed. “Look… I’m okay. It was an accident. I tried to heal someone, but they turned out to have died a while back, and I accidentally attempted to bring them back to life. The feedback killed me for a minute or two, but I came back. I always do. I’m okay. I promise”

Wanda had stopped laughing but still had a soft smile as she nodded slightly.

Natasha was not as convinced. You could still see the undertones of worry. She knew you were more than capable, but for some reason, she had trouble controlling herself when it came to the both of you.

You walk up to Natasha, take her hands, and gently put them on your face. You look directly into her alluring green eyes, promising your safety.

She finally lets out a small smile when she sees you nuzzle into her hand the moment she starts to caress your cheek with her thumb gently.

You decided to complete the report either later tonight or tomorrow morning. In the meantime, you were going to escort two stunning women to the party.

X–X

The party had started a while before the three of you arrived. Some would say you were fashionably late. Some… wouldn’t.

You spent the first twenty minutes with Tony interacting with what looked like different versions of the same old white man.

There were several moments when you upset whatever guest you were speaking to due to your lack of etiquette and inability to kiss ass. Tony seemed to find their baffled state hilarious, knowing your lack of experience attending formal events or even socialising.

You finally sat down opposite your girlfriends, already exhausted with the unnecessary bureaucracy. Wanda gave you a sympathetic smile and went back to her conversation with Clint and Natasha.

“My my, don’t you look stunning?” you heard a voice behind you.

You turn your head, grinning, seeing Pietro in an all-black suit. He flops down beside you, loosening his tie a little bit.

You felt relieved that you had someone to talk to. It was not that you didn’t want to talk to your girlfriends; they just seemed to be discussing something, and you didn’t want to interrupt.

“I hear congratulations are in order”, you heard Pietro say.

You looked at him, confused. He merely rolled his eyes.

“A little birdie told me that you happen to be in a relationship with a spy and a witch.”

You chuckled. “As if you didn’t already know.”

He merely grinned. “Oh, I knew. You three weren’t exactly quiet about it, remember?”

Your ears burned as you looked away, causing him to laugh out loud.

Pietro leaned in closer. “Although… I have to say, y/n, I think you and Natasha chose the wrong twin. I can assure you I’m much better.”

Your nose wrinkled in disgust. “You’re barking up the wrong tree, Maximoff. You’re not my type.”

“Besides,” you say softly, poking Pietro’s chest. “I wouldn’t trade what I have with Wanda for anyone or anything. She and Nat mean the world to me.”

Pietro leaned back into the sofa, a proud smirk on his face.

You frowned at him in confusion. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

The man merely shrugged, his smirk widening.

Deciding you didn’t want to bother with his antics, you looked elsewhere, only for your eyes to land on your two gorgeous girlfriends who were staring… At you.

Wanda was positively beaming at you while Natasha looked at you with a soft smile, eyes shining with affection.

You were utterly clueless, and more importantly, you were famished.

It seemed life decided to be kind to you at that moment because a person made his way to you holding a tray full of food.

“Would you like a vegetarian spring roll, ma’am?” He asked.

You thanked him and did your best not to look too eager when you took a spring roll. Your brows shot up in surprise when Wanda, Natasha, and Pietro took a piece each.

To the best of your knowledge, the spy and twins had an aversion to vegetables if meat was an option.

“They’re for you, Draga. We know you haven’t eaten since breakfast,” Wanda reassures you.

If not for the fact that you’re pretty sure you’re immortal, you probably would have died from all the love and affection these people were giving you.

True to their word, they gave you the spring rolls one after the other.

Four spring rolls later, you realised just how hungry you were.

You seemed to have gained some good karma as numerous members of the catering staff graced your group with yet another tray full of yummy food.

By the fourth person, you realised that all the food you received thus far had been vegetarian. Before they could leave, you spoke to the server.

“I couldn’t help but notice that all the food I’ve seen so far has been vegetarian. Are there no non-vegetarian options for today?” You asked, worried that your teammates won’t be able to enjoy tonight properly.

The server merely smiled and shook her head, “We have plenty of non-vegetarian options. Mr Stark had simply given us strict instructions to provide you with a wide variety of vegetarian hors d’oeuvres before anyone else.”

With that, the server took her leave and went to give other guests the remaining hors d’oeurves. You simply sat there in shock with a smile on your face.

Despite never having attended a party such as this one, you were enjoying yourself immensely. Other than the occasional greeting to strangers for political reasons, your teammates did their best to make sure you didn’t feel uncomfortable.

You were at the bar with Natasha, explaining how you can’t get drunk due to your healing when you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder.

By the glare Nat was giving the person behind you, you could only assume it was the very same person who had tossed you against the wall in the morning.

You squeezed Nat’s hand in reassurance and turned to him. Smiling at his awkward face.

“Hi there, Dr. Banner. You cleaned up nicely.” You said as you asked the bartender for a glass of water for the scientist.

He merely chuckled awkwardly, accepting the glass and downing it in one go.

“Rough night, eh?” You joked.

He smiled half-heartedly, closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, presumably to gather courage for whatever he wanted to say.

“I’m sorry” he stated.

You merely looked at him, urging him to continue.

“I.. was scared. When I say you with Natasha, I.. um.. felt very protective. I thought you were forcing yourself on her. I let my anger get the best of me, which isn’t really much of an excuse, especially for me… I really am sorry,”

You simply patted his shoulder.

“You like her, don’t you?” You asked gently, standing a little closer to him.

His flinch told you everything you needed to know. He looked in the mirror behind the bar and saw Natasha talking to Wanda and Clint.

“I did.. or at least I thought I did. I’m starting to realise. I just admired her and appreciated how she didn’t treat me like a monster or a liability. I felt special, but I see the way she is with you and Wanda. The way she looked at you earlier. I just- I wanted that for myself.”

Your heart broke for him. You gently put your hand on his, his head snapping to you.

“I’m sorry you’re treated like that, Bruce,” you said genuinely.

“I know it doesn’t help, but I’d be more than happy to be your friend.”

He simply stared at you.

“If it’s any consolation, I’d love to be your friend... I mean, it’s not like you can kill me..” you joked.

You could see a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth. It dropped a second later; he looked at you seriously.

“You may not die, but the- the hulk could genuinely hurt you,” he warned.

You let out a giggle at that, confusion clouding his face.

“I can assure you, Brucey, nothing the Hulk can do to me hasn’t already been done. Now, enough of this depressing talk; let’s go hang out with our teammates.”

He let you drag him to the lounging area where your teammates were sitting, his face baffled as he processed the new nickname.

The two of you joined the group, and you sat next to Pietro while your girlfriends sat opposite you. The glares your girlfriends gave Bruce caused him to shrink inwardly.

You patted his shoulder in understanding and began talking to him about FRIDAY.

A look of understanding passed your partners, and they chose to continue with their conversation, deciding to forgive Bruce just this once.

X—X—X—X—X

The rest of the party flowed smoothly until you could not handle it anymore and proceeded to say your goodbyes.

You heard Wanda mutter a “finally” as she got up and stated that she, too, was exhausted and would be heading back to the compound.

Nat wordlessly stood up and made her way to the main entrance.

You decided to ignore the whistles from Tony and Sam and walk to the main entrance, where your two girlfriends were waiting for you, intent on hiding your burning face from your teammates.

The three of you sat in the back in comfortable silence, allowing you to fall asleep.

Natasha let out a slight chuckle when she noticed your head on her shoulder.

She kissed the top of your head and went back to looking at her phone; news about the Avenger’s newest teammate was already spreading.

She glanced back at the sight of you and Wanda, where the latter was slowly nodding off.

Upon arriving back at the compound, the three of you wordlessly went into your separate rooms to get ready for bed.

Once ready, you peeked into Nat’s room only to find it empty.

You quietly opened Wanda’s room and saw both of them watching what seemed to be an old TV show.

You silently closed the door and went back to your room, deciding to give them space.

You watered all the plants in your room and headed to bed.

Not even a few minutes after you were in bed, your door opened, revealing a very grumpy witch and an exhausted spy.

Wanda flopped onto your bed, getting under the blanket and immediately snuggling with you.

“Got tired of waiting for you”, she grumbled, her eyes already closed.

You turned your head to Natasha, who seemed to be fluffing her pillow (seriously? THE black widow fluffs her pillows???) in preparation for sleep.

Nat merely shrugged at your questioning glance.

“We got tired of waiting for you to come to us, so we came to you.”

You grinned as she cuddled into you, the warmth from both of them making you feel safe and comfortable.

You closed your eyes as the three of you fell into a deep slumber.

Maybe you could get used to this..

x--x--x

A/N:

I'm really sorry for disappearing off of the face of the earth. I had my final thesis, and then a bunch of personal stuff came up.

Thankfully, I've had @bookwo-rmy to keep me sane.

Now that my little block is over, I'm going to try to write a little more, but I can't promise anything at the moment.

Thank you so much for understanding. Stay safe y'all.

ALMOST FORGOT TAGS tags: @marvelwomen-simp @nothanksbye07 @jono723 @luadyjcmd @alexawynters @falloutboy-lover

[mommyownsmee]

hii, do you have any tips for aftercare on dom/mes? like dealing with dom drops etc. i want to take care of them too but i'm not really sure how.

(i love how you explain bdsm, it's so clear and you really care for the community 🥹)

Thank you so much for your message, it‘s incredibly nice of you to think of your Dom/me this way and wanting to practice aftercare for them too.

[I‘ll be calling the/my Submissive S/O in this text because of personal reasons. I‘m writing in a perspective that shows me in a D/S dynamic! I won‘t openly confess to any relationship status here on Tumblr for my own and any other persons personal safety.]

At first I need to explain everything about Dom/me/ Top Drop and what‘s it caused by - so everyone of you understands why a Dom/me needs aftercare too.

If some of you aren‘t interested in this please scroll to the bottom, as that’s where I give examples for aftercare on Dom/mes.

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Of course every Dominant experiences Dom/me/ Top Drop differently and this is just an example for one kind of Dom/me/ Top Drop and one specific kind of trigger. Every Dom/me experiences their Dom/me/ Top Drop differently and for every single one there are different triggers.

Here is how a Dom/me/ Top Drop feels for me:

I get it only shortly after a scene and only if I had an orgasm [where I got touched/penetrated/etc. In fact the orgasm itself is my trigger and that‘s why I often prefer just not to come, which is totally fine for me. It‘s enough for me just to see my S/O in pleasure. It gives me everything I need as a Domme and there is nothing that I miss. I can come from my mind only/ no physical interaction on me or others and this kind of orgasm doesn‘t trigger my Domme/Top Drop at all]:

The scene is over. I’m looking at my S/O, or listening to her breathe on the phone. We’re just there together and everything seems fine. Then, in just an instance, I get this insane amount of longing. I start feeling extremely guilty, especially if my S/O has any marks or bruises or just because of the fact that I just lost control for a second while I had an orgasm. I know it sounds like I‘m a control freak, but in fact it‘s only because I‘m autistic and I like routine. Having an orgasm which got triggered by physical interaction on me is extremely exhausting for my mind and it often happens that I just pass out after them for a minute because those orgasms are extremely intense for me and my body - and this is what really scares me.

So within a few seconds I‘m mentally going through „I need to be held close“ - „Why did I hurt the person I love more than anything else?“ - „Am I enough?“ - „What did just happen? I can‘t remember the last few minutes [only after my orgasm]“ - „Is she okay? I need to check up on her asap“ - „Am I still a good Domme?“ - „My S/O deserves better“ and finally it just ends with „I miss her so much it physically hurts“ and „I just wish she was here/ could come up to me and hold me close and tell me that I‘m enough and everything is fine and we are still we and nothing has changed and that you still love me as much as I love you“.

For me a Dom/me/ Top Drop feels like a gush of depression right in my face. I‘m starting to cry, shake and curl myself up. It‘s awful. I’m starting to rethink my role or effectiveness as her Domme. I maybe notice that I've overthought something during our time together. And above all, I just miss her. Since my S/O and me don‘t live close to each other it‘s hard for me to compensate all of those feelings mostly alone. It‘s a lot better the times she‘s here, but my Dom/me/ Top Drop still happens. I'm aware that it's the amazing chemicals that my body produced while having her with me slowly start to dissipate after our scene and it‘s hard for me to overcome this.

I think the hardest is to filter away the guilt and shame of what we like to do in a scene, and the guilt of what I might have done to my S/O during it. Self acceptance and allowing that to take time is the key. Communication, no matter the distance, is absolutely essential. The biggest thing is to stay honest with myself and my S/O about it. Check-ins are necessary for our dynamic.

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In my opinion Dom/me/ Top Drop and Sub Drop are fundamentally different. A Sub Drop is tied to an actual chemical change in the body, endorphins, dopamine, levels changing over the course of moments. I feel like a Dom/me/ Top drop is more mental. The body produces adrenaline and other drugs during a session, and when we are coming down from them, it is like falling into a deep hole sometimes. We feel a remorse, regret, a disappointment for something not going as planned. I think a Dom/me/ Top Drop is similar to fucking up something important at work or in our personal life. When we put our heart and focus into something that we think is important and it doesn't go well we feel responsible and the pain that comes with failure. As Dom/me we are very vulnerable in these moments, and often have problems showing this. Where a Sub might need chocolate and snuggles, a Dom/me needs reassurance and physical touch from their Sub and told that they're human, that mistakes will happen and we learn from them and improve.

In my opinion Top Drops are happening the same way as Sub Drops and aftercare is a must. It's so important for the relationship, or growth can't happen if these things don't work. A Dom/me might need as much reassurance/ love after a scene as a Submissive does - so please always talk about these things before the D/S dynamic starts.

Just don't be too hard on yourself no matter if you’re the Submissive or the Dominant and keep learning.

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[for both Dom/me and Submissive]

Affirmations of affection

Reassurance

Talk and communication about the scene in detail (emotions, what to change, what was good, what was bad)

Cuddling

Touches and closeness in silence

Slowly 'come back' to the present

Helping each other clean up

Sharing a shower/ bath after

Watching movies

Jokes and being silly together

Food, fluids

[wrenreid]

Just Acting

18+ story

Chapter Twenty-Three

"Honey, I'm homeee."

"You don't live here."

"Way to kill my vibe, Y/n," Matthew says, shutting your front door.

You smile, standing up to kiss him before going to the kitchen.

"Welp, I don't know what to do with my life now."

Criminal Minds season 16 was officially wrapped as of last night.

"Hang out with me," you smile, turning to face him.

"Well duh."

These past few weeks with Matthew have been a dream- strange, but lovely. You still tease each other of course, but it's filled with humor rather than laced with venom as before.

He's fun and exciting, he takes you out on dates on whim, he's so much more affectionate that you'd thought. You can't stay mad at him for long, the dimples on his sweet face just melt away your frustration. The past month has been perfect. You're happier than ever.

"I think wrapping calls for celebratory sex, don't you?"

You turn back around to face him, expressing a shocked look on your face.

"That's highly inappropriate of you, Gubler."

"Ah last name," he says, wrapping his arms around your hips. "But I'll ignore it for a kiss."

You roll your eyes playfully and press your lips to his. It's slow and gentle until it's not. You end up with your back against the wall, his face above yours, lips pulling and sucking on each other's.

The two of you haven't slept together much since you started dating. He wanted to show you that he's not just it in for the physical stuff.

One day on set, in between scenes, his lips grazed your ear as he whispered, "I found ropes in the storage room. If you want to sneak away." You'd known you couldn't right then, and the feeling of his breath on your skin sent a wave of goosebumps down your body. You stayed quiet, looking forward, forcing your body to calm down.

When you'd finally gotten the chance, you pulled him by the hand, dragging him into the supply closet.

He chuckled softly and opened his mouth to say something.

"Shut up," you said, pressing your lips to his roughly.

Now, his lips roam your body as you lie on the couch. Your hands tangle into his hair, tugging at the curls. A moan leaves your mouth, and you bite your lip to quiet yourself as his tongue flicks against you. You pull his hair at the sensation that consumes your body.

_____

"Hello?... this Y/n," you answer your phone, slipping into your bedroom so you don't wake Matthew up. "Wait really? Oh my gosh!... yes.... yes.... thank you!.... wait what?... London? I thought it was in San Francisco!... I see.... I'll get back to you by the weekend, yes.... thanks." You hang up the call, sitting on your bed with your head hung down.

"Hey, darling," Matthew says, walking into your room. He's wearing his jeans again. "I was thinking we could go out for dinner tonight? There's this new sushi place I want to try- are you alright?"

You look up at him. "Yeah, I'm great. Sushi? Sounds lovely."

"Great," he smiles, dimples prominent against his cheeks. "I will pick you up at 8, I have an errand to run with Steve today."

Steve is Paget's husband, Matthew's friend.  You nod. "Okay," you shoot him a smile.

"I will see you later, beautiful." Matthew kisses your head then heads back into your living room to finish getting dressed. You here the door close shortly after.

London? Holy shit.

You didn't tell Matthew at dinner the other day, and you haven't told him now. The deadline for your answer is tonight. In simple terms, you're freaking the fuck out.

How do you even bring up the subject? Hey, Matthew, I'm leaving the country in a few weeks. Sorry! Doesn't seem fitting. So drinks it is.

He'll be walking through your door in about twenty minutes, and you're trying to muster up a sentence. But how can you tell your boyfriend what's going on when you don't entirely know what's going on? You're not even sure you're going to go.

You sigh, getting the wine out of the cooler and placing it on the table. You made dinner, well tried to make dinner, but it seems edible enough.

You change shirts, seeing that you got spaghetti sauce on the one you were in. You're now wearing a red tank with a grey cardigan, that you stole from Matthew without him knowing, and black leggings that you've had on since this morning.

Maybe a part of you is on edge because you're not sure what would happen if you did choose to leave, you think. And maybe it's because no one knows if you'll get picked up for another season.

As you walk back out of your room, Matthew walks in the door with a smile plastered on his adorable face. "Smells good. Burned, but good."

You laugh softly, worry and sadness laced into it. "Yeah, I forgot to set the timer for 30 instead of 40. Sorry."

"Burned or not, I'm sure it'll be great."

You flash him a smile before sitting down at your dining area table. You put some of the lasagna on a plate for him, then for you, and pour yourselves some wine.

"Ooh she‘a fancy," Matthew says with a chuckle.

"You're a dork."

"Maybe, but you like it," he winks at you.

"Eh," you say and he acts offended.

The two of you eat dinner, mostly in a comfortable silence.

"It's horrible isn't it?"

"No!" Matthew says, grabbing your hand. "I'm definitely a better cook than you, but it is not bad."

You roll your eyes playfully. "I knew I should've suckered you into cooking."

He smiles, taking a drink from his glass. You can't help but return the gesture, his smile is contagious, dimples, bright teeth, honey eyes squinting slightly.

"So," you breathe, "I need to talk to you about something."

"Okay. I'm all ears."

"A few months ago I auditioned for this movie. I didn't really think I'd ever get the part, so I almost forgot about it. Until I got a callback right before we wrapped. And I found out that the part is mine..."

"Y/n, that's amazing!" Matthew smiles, squeezing your hand.

"If I want it."

"Why wouldn't you?"

"It shoots in London. I'd have to leave in three weeks," your expression gets even sadder as you watch his face fall.

"Oh," he says, furrowing his eyebrows softly.

"But I don't think I'm going to take it."

"Y/n-"

"I don't want to leave you. I mean, we just got to a happy point with each other. What if leaving for four months changes that?"

"Y/n, you need to take this job. It's an amazing opportunity, and I can tell you want to do it,” Matthew says.

"But-"

"We'll be fine. I'm not going to stop loving you because you're 5 thousand miles away."

Loving. He said the L word.

You avert your gaze from the table to his eyes. "You love me?" You almost say it in a whisper.

"Of course I do."

Your lips perk up at the corners. "But what if-"

"If you want this role, you should have it. Nothing should stop you from doing what you love."

It's your turn to furrow your eyebrows now. You sigh. "I'll call them and tell them I'm ready for the full script then."

Matthew smiles. "Great. I'm really happy for you."

You hug him, sitting in his lap. "Thank you."

"For the record, I better get calls every damn day while you're gone."

You laugh softly. "Oh don't doubt for a second I won't bug you from another country."

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You're sitting on your couch, reading the script when Matthew walks into your apartment.

"You still never learned to knock, huh babe?"

He laughs, plopping onto the couch beside you. "Nope."

You smile, eyes still scanning the words on the pages before you.

"One week before you leave me forever."

"You're so dramatic, Gube."

"I know," he says as sweetly as he can. "I'm going to miss you."

You toss the script on the coffee table. "Nope. None of that. No sappy pre-goodbyes yet. One normal week before we actually have to say goodbye, okay?"

Matthew nods. "Okay. So we can't have hot goodbye sex?"

"Matthew!" Your eyes widen as you smile toward him. "Okay fine, we can have hot goodbye sex. In a week."

"Damn, that's cold."

This movie is anticipated to be a big hit. Your character, Carter, is a 28 year old med student, studying abroad for the semester. She meets this girl and they become instant friends, until they become more. It's supposed to be an adventurous and sweet film.

_____

The dreaded goodbye is approaching quicker than you'd appreciate. Of course, you're excited about this part, excited to see London for the first time, and excited to be getting more successful, but it stings at your chest to know you have to leave your friends, your family, and Matthew behind for a while. It's not like he can come with you either. He might miss a job opportunity and he has a few book signings coming up.

You wish you stretch out the week, but it decides to blow past you like a nascar driver.

Tomorrow. You leave tomorrow.

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[britt-kageryuu]

At the Purple Dragons, Genius Built Tech Workshop~ A.K.A The Dragons Den!

The former Purple Dragons are working on their current projects, making some prototypes, programming some new apps, playing Rock, Paper, Scissors on who takes the call for Tech Support. The usual day working under their former Enemy and Current Employer.

Though this changed up when Kendra asked for some more work, and ended up becoming the one to run the official VTurtles! clips channel. Kendra had been pretty annoyed until Donnie presented her with the contract for this new job on top of her current work.

Who was she to turn away having more money added to her paycheck?

The only downside was just going over the streams for good material, which meant she would tend to listen to the VODs while working on other stuff. And making notes on what would be good parts to edit together, and what effects to add.

Jeremy and Jason were at first a bit jealous that Kendra was getting more work, but then realized she would has less free time between projects. The VODs can get pretty long, especially the random insomnia streams.

They had all customized their Mini Turtle Droids to act as helpers, and help them keep track of time mainly. The three are only considered cousins of Shelldon and River, but not as equipped for the extensive AI updates of the originals.

"How mad would Othello be if we set up our own VTuber thing? Pretend to be a VTurtles manager. Like how that one company has a manager also be a VTuber?" Jason asked with some hesitation, not really sure about the idea himself.

"Nah, it would be a lot to do on top of the big projects on schedule." Jeremy answers while he was working with a later prototype of the AR Glasses, "Even if we already have models in the system, Othello hasn't told us what they are for. And if we misused them, well we might get fewer projects sent our way."

Jason paused and quickly turns to Jeremy with a frantic look, "Wait, we already have models?! Like fully rigged and everything?!"

Jeremy just raises an eyebrow, before bringing something up on his computer, "Yeah. Found them pretty shortly after we got moved here. Did you really not check out the files we have access to? Way to lose some Purple Dragons Pride."

On the screen are to open files labeled P.D. Jace, P.D. Jer, and P.D. Ken, all three show 3D models of winged humanoid Purple Themed Dragons of different body types. Each file also has a sub section labeled 'Preset Outfits'.

Before they could continue with a slight freak out, Donnie comes in talking to a camera being carried by Shelldon, with River running around to move anything that might trip him.

"And here are the Top Three Techs in this department. Now don't think you'll get their true identities, I made models to hide that. And I know you want to question why Purple_Wyvern is here. She works for GB, and yes she's paid extra for the Clipper Stuff." Donnie kinda rambles while showing some of the workshop.

Kendra pauses what's she doing to glare at Donnie, but lets her droid join the other two as they go greet their older cousins.

"And greetings you three. Are you having a good time in the Dragons Den?" Donnie leans back, while swiveling his head, to ask the three droids.

The three were a mix of chatter and digital chirps, trading head bonks with River, and Shelldon, then going to almost ram into Donnies head in excitement.

"Calm down, and go back to helping the Dragons. Okay you three we'll do individual interviews later if you want. This is going to be just a prerecorded section I'm going to add to a stream later. Now to head to the next location! Leo is you please?!" Donnie doesn't wait for any of them to answer, and just leaves through a blue portal like he didn't just randomly disrupt them briefly.

"Well that might explain why we have premade models." Jeremy says with a bit of bewilderment. "To hide our identities with the AR filters."

Jason meanwhile was freaking out for a new reason, "Did you hear what he said?! He called us the 'Top Three Techs'!!" He collapsed onto his chair from the rush of what happened in such a short time.

Kendra just scoffed, "Of course we are. The other techs in this company don't get their own workshop. They're in a different warehouse in a different burrough." She gives her droid some pets after it returns to her station, "And I know they don't have personal AI bots to work with, just a couple lone bots that Othello with control remotely to check on things." She starts back up she was working on, "Now back to work, Othello sent word that we get to show off the new tech on the next company broadcast."

The two follow her lead, after closing the files with the models on them, and get back to work. With some effort from Jason because of just the wild 10 minutes of rushed chaos.

Just another exciting day in the Dragons Den.

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Masterpost

Was a bit bored and thought 'I should write some more behind the scenes types posts' for my AU.

The three droids don't really have names yet. I can't figure what the Dragons would name them.

[bronx-bomber87]

Happy Weekend everyone :) Whew we are almost halfway through s3 already it's crazy. I love how when we get little content the previous ep the next one has loads. This is Lucy’s first real foray into UC. Seeing that deeper Harper/Lucy bond. Tim’s freak out and protectiveness. Such a good one for so many reasons. So many more gifs I wanted to use but sadly Tumblr keeps me to 30. They need to up that ha Oh well let’s get this started.

3x06 Revelations

Our ep starts out with Tamara and Lucy. Lucy making sure she gets at least one good dinner for the week. I just love their relationship so much. Tamara was such a good addition to the show. Adding some extra depth for Lucy. She is an excellent pseudo mom to her. Tamara asks if she can interview Lucy for a paper for school. Has to do with women in male dominated fields.

Lucy is adorable in her reply saying she's honored she’s asking her. How far these two have come. Lucy says she should be off early tomorrow. Let's Tamara know she’s just doing site security with Tim. It’s for the CCOA. Basically a convention for UC cops. I did love her saying ‘My Sergeant’ when explaining her work plans tomorrow. Made me happy. Yes he is. In more ways than one. Heh

We first join our lovely duo running security checks at the entrance. Lucy asking if Tim does this every year? Tim tells her no but he went with Isabel once to this. Look our boy bringing up Isabel casually. Being the one to and not have it bring him down. I'm so proud of him. Doesn’t phase him like it used to. Not only that but he’s cracking jokes over here.

Saying he just worked on his tan while Isabel attended seminars haha Replying to her question about what they teach here with sass. Tim tells her he has no idea but he's clearly having fun with his reply. Lucy still isn’t used to his sassy side. Her reaction above says it all. You did this lady hehe Enjoy the fruits of your labor madam.

Their lighthearted moment is interrupted by an old friend of Tim’s. He drives up like a bat out of hell. Tim is excited to see him (at first...) Tim is in such a good mood when he rolls up. Just outside cracking jokes with his girl having a good time. Even introduces Lucy (by her first name BTW) to his friend proudly. Shortly after their reunion Tim realizes the girl in the car is not his wife….

She blatantly hits on him calling him pretty. I mean he is. Look at the man. I’ve said before he is sex on stick. Mack notes he only gets prettier with age. He's not wrong...it’s true. Loved Eric since his DOOL days. Was in love with him then as a teenager and even more so now ha So that is accurate. Aged like a fine ass wine. *chef kiss*

Tim pulls Mack aside and wants to talk. Lets him know if he wants to run around on his wife that's his business. But he looks high as a kite. I love the way Lucy watches the interaction. Already in protect Tim emotionally mode. Mack tells him it's just oxy. He got hurt on the job month ago and the pain is a bear.

He takes off before Tim can say more and the look of worry on Lucy's face only increases. She can tell Tim is shook up about seeing his old friend this way. It’s affecting him more than he would like. I think he must’ve been in the academy with Tim. To watch someone you used to be close fall from grace is never easy to watch. Especially when it's so closely related to what Isabel was like.

Lucy spies on Harper giving a lecture to potential female UC’s in the making. You can see her interest is piqued. Harper even spots her before she shuts the door. Cracks me up the way she jumps when Tim catches her. I always love me some arm crossed disapproving Tim. Mmm. gimme. His emotions are written all over his face. They honestly color his attitude for almost the entirety of this episode. He’s not upset she snuck a peak. He’s upset she’s interested in UC. The way he looks back that that sign says it all. A sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach has settled and its not going anywhere.

This next scene we start to see Tim’s demons about UC surface a little. That good mood of his is long gone. He immediately confronts her about it. Asking her if she was spying in on seminars? She can’t lie to save her life when he looks at her. She adorably replies maybe…She's so excited by the prospect of UC she isn’t picking up on the stress Tim is throwing down in this scene.

He chews her out a little for spying and why it was wrong. I think we all know this has zero to do with the spying. That it 100 percent has to do with the subject matter that’s peaked her interest. He is trying to cut this off at the pass. He is not remotely excited about her being interested in UC at all..

We return to our couple reporting to Mack’s room. His wife Beth is banging on the door. His mistress won’t let her in. Tim doesn't have time for this and kicks the door down. Oh my. He runs inside and sees Mack has OD’d. Lucy goes and gets the Narcan to revive him. Mack comes to and is begging his wife to stay. He is so very out of it. His wife storms off saying she can’t do this anymore. Ugh poor Tim. The look he shares with Lucy kills me. The pre-tears and all. The fact that he's upset and looks back at her for support. My heart. This was not how he envisioned spending this day. It was supposed to be an easy security site job that turned into so much more.

Tim rejoins Mack at the hospital. He is so very angry with him. His pre-tears are killing me in these scenes with Mack. Poor Tim this ep is bringing up a lot of demons for him. Ones he truly thought he was putting behind him. Not just UC ones either. Telling Mack he’s not making the same mistakes he did with Isabel. Tim has made major strides when it comes to her but those scars still linger. They’re not gone and probably never will be fully. I’m sure he still tortures himself about his inaction with her. He won't do that again. To Tim this is a way to make up for that. Atone for that sin.

Lucy is leaving for the day when she spots Harper waiting at her car. Now I said when Harper joined the show how excited I was. That her and Lucy’s relationship was one of those reasons. These are the moments that I love so much. Harper is straight with her and says 'You know we’re gonna have to talk about it right?' Clearly referring to her sneaking a peak.

Lucy thinks Harper is there to scold here just like Tim did. The beautiful thing about this scene is she doesn’t. Nyla encourages and supports her UC aspirations. This is where she becomes her UC mentee really. After Lucy explains why she peaked in Harper can’t help but want to help Lucy with this.

Can sense her genuine excitement about it. Even agrees to drinks to talk about it. Hell it’s her idea how far we’ve come ❤️ Lucy postpones her interview with Tamara to go out with Nyla. Harper then gets a distress call from one of her old UC contacts. Asks if Lucy wants to come instead of a rain check on drinks? She jumps on this offer immediately. Wanting to see first hand what an operation is like.

Harper sends Lucy into the bar solo while she spots the tail on her friend. Lucy looks so amped to prove herself. She finds June or ‘Coco’ as she’s known right now at the bar. Sato joins the table immediately after Lucy does. Obviously he is the tail June has been worried about. The balls on Lucy in this moment. If Tim could see her right now he would have a friggin heart attack. Lucy throws a damn drink in his face.

She covers her ass so well and pretends she’s the chemist. Really smart move on her end. Even though he buys Lucy’s story Sato and his guard make them both move outdoors. Harper is waiting in the wings like the BAMF she is. Takes out Sato’s guard easily. Harper tells Coco there’s a tracker on her car. They must be cops. Sato is now the one in trouble saying they’re not. Salonga his boss just wanted them surveilled.

Coco up's the price for pissing them off. He tells them if they do the price hike Lucy better be at the buy. Harper tries to shield Lucy. Telling them she doesn’t go on buys. Lucy jumps in and says she’ll go. That she's already spent her share in her head. Shocking both Harper and June. If Tim could see this he would be losing his damn mind. Well he will later on….

Crazy how good she is at this right away. Harper notices the immediate potential in her. They tell her she better bone up on chemistry. She beams like the nerd we all know and love. Says she got straight A’s in chemistry in high school. Of course you did haha Lucy gets so caught up in the moment she forgets she was supposed to do the report with Tamara. Oops.

Tim comes to Grey’s office about his report on Mack. Wade is asking him if he’s sure he wants to do it this way? Tim so desperate to right the wrong he did with Isabel he doesn’t hesitate. Says it’s the right thing to do. That it’s what he should’ve done with Isabel in first place. He warns him he'll lose his pension. Tim continues on says its right thing to do. Grey doesn’t disagree. Wade then tells him Lucy will be occupied with a UC op today. He is none too pleased about this and quickly heads to roll call room.

Tim acting like a mad worried husband from here on out. He is SEETHING above. That determined strut and crossing of his arms. His whole demeanor screaming his discontent. Anger ready to spill over onto Harper. So very worried because Lucy has volunteered for a UC op and a very dangerous one at that. He doesn’t hide his stress in the least. Lucy has become such a fixture in his life at this point. To potentially risk losing her to a UC op like he did Isabel…He can't handle the idea of it. The rest of this scene reflects that.

His demons coming out to play extra hard in this one for him. Lucy looks so excited when she's asked to stand up. She's so ready to prove herself. She is just excited in general. Then she turns around and sees Tim’s disapproving stance and stare. She freezes immediately and instantly feels reprimanded. Looks back at him one more time and sees his body language hasn't changed. Tim is emanating anger and Lucy knows it. Whew lord. He’s ready to eat Harper.

Before we move on let's take a moment to enjoy the forearm porn we’re getting here in the gif above. Hot damn. Arms are crossed, biceps bulging and his forearms look toned as hell. Sweet baby James should be a crime to be this attractive. But let’s get back to the episode before I gawk at him any further LMAO

The very SECOND the meeting is over Tim is all over Harper. Pushes off the wall and storms toward her. He is ready to tear her a new one about allowing this. Let’s remember this episode has been VERY rough on Tim to this point. It’s like he’s being forced down memory lane in the worst way possible. With maximum PTSD. He started the ep casual, having fun with Lucy. Even bringing up Isabel at a UC convention without it bothering him. Then Mack showed up and dominoes started to fall and haven't stopped. This scene is his boiling point with good reason.

From Mack who’s his friend forcing him to relieve his trauma with Isabel. Having to make an ethical call about his career due to him becoming an addict. To Lucy going undercover which he feels she was roped into. She wasn’t but he’s not exactly thinking straight right now. It's what happens when our emotions drown us. The logical part of our brain disconnects and all that’s left is intense suffocating emotion. Lashing out trying to get some semblance of control.

We also need to remember the last time he was involved in a UC op Isabel was shot in the head. Almost died. His PTSD is crying out in his scene. Harper tries to calm Tim down by saying she volunteered, Grey approved it and she has the best backup she could possibly have. The thing is though no matter of logic is going to penetrate his panic right now. Tim telling Harper she’s using Lucy and he’s losing his mind over it. He felt Isabel was used in her OP and now those feelings are bleeding over into Lucy’s. He is showing all his cards emotionally in this scene. The sheer terror he feels over Lucy going under cover. He doesn't want to lose her to same thing.

I love the writers for tapping back into these issues of his. They don’t just go away. They tend to linger on for a long time. They’ve left deep scars on him. This shows how raw this nerve still is for Tim. Now to top his day off they’re throwing his person into the one thing he fears the most. Lucy has become the one constant in his life. This incredibly resilient sunshine person that has become so important to him. He can’t stand the thought of being hurt or worse. His fears from 2x19 echoing in this scene. About not being about to protect her. To losing her and him having no say in the result.

I don’t think Tim even understands why he’s reacting this way. Most of their relationship he is like this. Acts without understanding the why behind it. Only that it is a driving force for him. It's not until 4x22 he starts to understand why he acts the way he does with her. He only knows right now it’s instinctual and he can’t stop himself from letting it out.

Lucy looks absolutely crushed by the time he says his line about her being used. The look they share before before he walks away. It's crushing to say the least. We all know how badly she wants to impress him. For him to be proud of her and what she’s accomplished to even be in this OP. Tim has always had her back. Supported her and truly seen her as a person. Had unrelenting faith in her this entire time. To not have that in this moment is rocking her entire world.

I adore Nyla for how she helps Lucy after Tim hastily departs. She’s the best mentor Lucy could have. I love these moments between them. The way she tells her it’s Tim’s issues not her. (It’s true but also it being Lucy adds tons of fuel to the fire for him) Lucy feeling stupid for wanting him to be proud. Harper is so wonderful in validating how she is feeling.

Doesn’t shame her for wanting Tim’s approval. That he got her this far. It makes sense she would want that. Tells her there is NOTHING wrong with it. Such a good scene for them. Why I love their dynamic so much. Harper is so good for Lucy and her confidence building. She covers what Tim can't. What I love about it. These were the scenes I was so excited to get to once she was on the show for these reviews.

Tim and Nolan have joined the op to surveil overhead. No way in hell he wasn’t going to be apart of this. I'm sure after that scene with Harper no one was going to stand in his way. Also how else could obsessively keep his eye on her if he’s at the station? Hehe Nolan thinks he’s helping by comforting Tim in this scene. Sorry John you don’t know him like that and his replies show it.

He is gruff, deflects and is cocky in his replies. All things he does with those he’s not comfortable around. Only Lucy gets soft Tim. I will commend Nolan for having the balls to say anything though. The gall of Tim to say 'Who said I was worried?’ Uh only anyone who’s interacted with you since this whole thing started. LOL The way you bit off Harpers head in front of a room full of people. But sure love you’re not worried…

Eric is so amazing in this scene. His face says the opposite of 'not worried' His stiff body language encompassing all his immense worry. Side note let’s not ignore the amazing shots of his jawline in this scene. Could cut glass on that thing. All scruffy too mmm love it lick it like a lollipop. Ahem anyways...His continued annoyance with Nolan shows as the scene goes on.

Especially when he tells Tim about how Lucy can handle herself. Tim is VERY aware of how capable she is. It’s why he’s a little offended in his reply. He seems annoyed Nolan even mentions she can handle it. As if he's telling Tim this for the first time. Like he hasn't ridden with her pretty much every day for a year plus. He's watched her develop into who she is now. He knows dude. Nobody knows it better than Tim Bradford how damn capable she is ya schmuck...(Oops my Nolan annoyance is showing) It’s what shakes him the most with her interest in UC. That she’s going to excel at it and that scares the hell out of him.

He is playing the worried husband to the letter. Easy Tim your feelings are showing. Showing enough that John Nolan who is usually scared of you is commenting on it. John is doing it to comfort Tim which I respect. But for Tim when it's not Lucy he isn't as receptive. As I stated about earlier he is only going to deflect, be cocky and gruff in his replies. Hence his line above. Tim isn’t going to be able to relax or breathe till she’s on the other side of this. So until then he is going to ward off Nolan and his compassion by being self assured. That he trained her so he’s not “worried". Whatever gets you through love.

Lucy acts like a complete bad ass during the whole thing. No surprise. Gets pulled into the limo with the boss and holds her own. Even speaks Tagalog impressing Salonga even further. Writes out the formula and preserves the OP. Doesn’t take long before she’s released and they’re given the money. That’s when everyone swoops in and arrests everyone. I read in theflyingdutchwoman’s amazing analysis in their anatomy Of a scene series (if you haven't read her stuff I highly recommend it) about Tim bailing on his post during this section. I couldn’t agree more I have no doubt the minute she stepped into that limo his ass was off that rooftop immediately. Ready to go when she needed him.

Tim is in fierce protector mode until he reaches Lucy. Then breathes a sigh of relief. Morphing into soft Tim instantly. Only for her. He quietly asks her if she’s ok? That small set of words exposing EVERYTHING about how he’s feeling. The anxiety and how stressed he was till this moment. She nods fervently and his body continues to relax. What follows this is so sweet. Let’s admire the way he holds her cuffed hands.

How gentle he is with her as he escorts her to the shop. He could have put his hands on her arms or elbow like Nyla got with Nolan. But then Nolan isn’t in in love with Nyla…He legit held her hands all the way to the patrol car. I love it sfm. Like he needed to do this to ground himself after the adrenaline rush he just experienced. Proving to himself that she’s there. She’s safe and he can relax.

Then comes the more beautiful part of the scene and really the episode if you ask me. Lucy isn’t expecting anything from Tim in this moment. Last time she saw him was his outburst about her even doing this. Then in the most Tim Bradford-esc way he voices how very proud he is of her. By telling her ‘You did good.’ To anyone else might not mean much. Or seem like much. To Lucy Chen it means the entire world. She knows Tim’s hang ups with UC. The demons he had arise with this. She also knows he’s putting aside those feelings to let her know he’s proud of her. Which is HUGE.

Because at the end of the day this OP was about Lucy and building her confidence in this area. He wants her to know that and does so. She craves his approval and support so much. Let’s not forget she grew up in an emotionally abusive household as well. Parents who withheld praise and support for anything she did. Never proud her. (I know that life) It’s why Tim’s approval means so damn much to her.

Why she lives and strives for it. Tim has had nothing but unconditional faith and support in her since day one. When he blew up about her doing this she thought she had lost that. These three words restore that for her. I don’t think Tim even knew the depth of how much him being proud of her meant. Ugh these idiots. I love them and their slow burn sfm. To round out the scene I adore Nyla’s wink at the end. She is also so very proud of Lucy. Handled herself like a damn pro. I love her so much for the impact she has on Lucy it’s unreal.

Poor Tim (said this a lot but seriously this ep is hard on him) has the episode end pretty roughly for him. Beth comes to find him and rip him a new one. Tim tells her he can’t excuse the past. But this is now and he stands by what he did. It calls back to 3x04 when he was telling Lucy the same thing. That he can’t fix what he did then but would make sure it wouldn’t happen again.

This situation is proof of that. Doing for Mack what he should’ve done for Isabel. It’s awful to watch her tear him apart. But the right thing and the easy thing are rarely the same. Unfortunately this is very true for Tim in this instance. He ends this ep on a low note and I just wanna hug him.

For Lucy it ends better. She makes up the report for Tamara by providing not just herself but Nyla and June for her repot as well. It’s cute to watch Tamara absorb all their banter. I love Lucy’s speech here it’s so good. Praising the women next to her in a way Tamara is revering them all. It's perfect way to the ep for them both. Such a good one.

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Side notes-non chenford

I love the introduction of Silas. I think that’s it’s didn’t really care about Nolan’s classes SL tbh. But cool castle reunion.

Thank you always to those who like, reblog and comment. Make creating these reviews so worth it shall see you all in 3x07 :)

[auroraknux]

I'm still terrified about posting these, but I keep seeing other people posting headcanons/fanfics about Mario and Peach having kids, and I've caught the fever too. I won't be cured until I get all of this out of my head. So, here are my own headcanons/ideas about them as expecting parents (also featuring Luigi x Peasley).

Mario and Peach are both being depicted as trans here, FYI. Yes, that means Mario is the one carrying the babies. If you comment with anything transphobic, or about this being "cursed" or something, you're getting blocked. If you don't want to read something like this, then scroll past.

This is all taking place in some kind of game/movie combo AU, just to clarify.

Mario's mom knows before anyone else does. He's recently been dealing with nausea and dizziness, and feeling unusually tired. His symptoms act up when he and Peach visit his family. His mom experienced similar symptoms when expecting him and Luigi, so she recognizes it immediately. She convinces him to see a doctor. Sure enough, he's pregnant.

As soon as he tells Peach the news, he finds himself being showered in kisses. She's already thinking of names.

Luigi is so excited to be an uncle! He jokes about how much he's going to spoil Mario's kid.

When Luigi is visiting the Beanbean Kingdom, Peasley lightly teases him about his excitement. Luigi says that Peasley can be the kid's uncle too, and Peasley half-jokingly asks if Luigi is proposing. Turns out he is. He nearly drops the ring, before shyly asking if he wants to get married. Peasley finds it endearing, and answers with a passionate kiss.

Toadsworth is overjoyed when he finds out he's going to be a grandfather, to the point that he can't stop crying. (On a side note: I like to imagine that, aside from being Peach's father figure, he's also become like a second dad to Mario.)

Turns out it's twins! Seems like it runs in the family. Mario is ecstatic.

Mario and Peach aren't actually married yet. They decide this is as good a time as any to tie the knot. They don't announce the pregnancy until the end of the ceremony, but everyone kind of guessed because Mario's baby bump is visible through his tux. (Mario's family, who are obviously there too, already know and have barely been holding back from blabbing about it.)

Luigi, along with his and Mario's mom, frequently drop by to give Mario and Peach food that they've cooked. This is something they've both already been doing for a while, but they do it a lot more during the pregnancy (and for a while after that, while Mario is in recovery).

Mario's dad is aware of the fact that he wasn't exactly the greatest dad to Mario and Luigi when they were growing up. He promises to try and be a better grandfather.

Peach loves singing lullabies and reading to the babies. Mario finds it adorable.

Mario finds it difficult to get around in the later months, and has to be helped around the castle all the time. He's very grouchy and stubborn about it.

He's especially grouchy when he gets put on bedrest near the end. Peach tries to make him feel better by pampering him a lot, and giving him plenty of cuddles.

Shortly before the twins' birth, Mario expresses worry over whether he'll be a good dad. He talks about how his dad was tough on him, and how it was because of his dad's own upbringing; he's afraid of repeating the cycle. Peach assures him that won't happen, and that he'll be a wonderful father.

When Mario goes into labor, Luigi knows because he senses his brother's distress. He shows up to give extra support.

During labor, Bowser attempts to attack the kingdom. I say “attempts”, because Peach absolutely snaps, and sends him running with his tail between his legs. She quickly returns to Mario, to the relief of a panicky Luigi (whose hand was nearly broken).

Luigi is too worried for his brother to leave, but seeing him in so much pain makes him anxious. He is given tasks as often as possible, so he isn't just sitting there and freaking out the entire time. Somehow, he fusses over Mario more than Peach does.

Peach does everything she can to comfort Mario. Holding him close, kissing his head, stroking his hair, whispering encouraging words to him. She's as anxious as Luigi is, but desperately tries to stay calm for everyone else's sake.

The firstborn twin is a girl with brown hair and Peach's eyes. The second is a boy with blonde hair and Mario's eyes. They both have the Mario family nose.

Mario bursts into tears when he holds his children for the first time. He's wanted to be a dad for such a long time, and he can hardly believe that it's finally happening. He already loves them so much.

Luigi sends a photo of the newborns to Peasley, to tell him that he's an uncle. He receives a very long-winded response gushing over how cute they are.

Mario's whole family shows up to see the new babies. He's happy to see them, but is still very tired and quickly gets overwhelmed. Peach gently but firmly asks them to give him some space and let him rest. The family's attention redirects to Luigi, who now has to deal with questions about when his wedding is, and whether he's having any kids himself.

Peasley shows up a couple days later, with a ton of expensive gifts for both the new parents and the babies (and Luigi too, obviously).

After several months have passed, Luigi and Peasley have their own wedding. Mario and Peach leave the babies in the care of Toadsworth and the Toads. They love being parents, but are very tired and appreciate the break.

Between the Toads and Mario's family, Mario and Peach always have a lot of help with the babies.

Luigi and Peasley don't currently plan on becoming parents, at least not anytime soon. They love spending time with their niece and nephew, though. In turn, the kids love their Uncle Weegee and Uncle Peas.

[glitchtricks94]

Sanemi virgin anon here - valid. I didnt think about his hashira status

If you were to slot the hashira into stereotypes (about bedroom stuff), what would they be? (No pressure, just curious)

I think Obanai would put on a brave face but is a mess underneath

Ooooo! This'll be fun! I got a few for both dom and sub cuz I'm a switch bitch >:3 Though, I'm kinda particular with a few. (You'll be able to tell) Dom!Kyojuro - Service dom/soft dom: I can't see him being too rough with his partner, I think that once he really comes to terms with his feelings, he can't help but want to show them how sweet he's cabable of being. The rough stuff feels like it'd be more like his dad. Sub!Kyojuro: He's obedient and terribly willing to do just about anything he's told to. He likes pleasing his partner in any way he can. Dom!Obanai: He's a bit of a control freak. Either you do what he says, or you get edged until you cry. It reflects his need to have some form of control, something he never truly had when he was young. Sub!Obanai: When he's subbing, he's pretty much a mess, all guards are down, and now he's passing you the reigns. He never knows what to do, so you'll have to do the work. Dom!Sanemi: Mean Dom. Hates toys, determined to drive his partner wild using just his body. Maybe some rope, but do not count on it. Sub!Sanemi: TOTAL. FUCKING. BRAT. You'll need a crop and some serious mean dom punishments for this one. Dom!Mitsuri: Another service/soft dom. She loves making her partner feel good and gets off on it. Sub!Mitsuri: Needy, whiny and an utter mess. She wants to feel good and will shortly start begging when she's aroused. She's a crier too. Dom!Shinobu: Mean. She's just mean. She finds it cute if she pushes her partner close to tears with her teasing. Sub!Shinobu: A coy brat. You'll have to teach her lessons, and she likes being put in her place quite often. Dom!Giyuu: Ohhhhhh he tries to be a hard dom but melts at the first little "please" that would leave his partner's mouth (this is pretty common in most AUs I have for him) so a sweet type of dom is his style. Expect heavy romance. Sub!Giyuu: Yeah, sorry, but I feel like he'd be a crier and begger until he has his first orgasm, then he is very much blissed out beyond recognition and going limp. He lasts less as a sub. Dom!Tengen: CONSENT KING, HUGE ON CHECK INS. He's very big on clear communication with his loves, I mean, he has three wives with wildly different personalities that he adores, so it only makes sense that he'd have decent communications skills. BDSM is definitely within his realm of skill. Sub!Tengen: Cocky little brat, always trying to get on his partner's nerves so he can get fucked until he's practically dumb. A total screamer. Dom!Gyomei: Ultimate romantic when he's domming, always making sure to be as gentle as he can because of his size. He's huge on praise and never runs short on love. Tears are involved each time from how overwhelmed he feels. Sub!Gyomei: GOOD BOY! GOOD BOY! GOOD BOY! He's such a good little obedient sub, always following orders and making sure to do the best he can. Tears are also involved, so being soft and sweet is needed.

[fyrefrostanimus]

Day 1 (AU Prompt): Bad Ending

Man I underperformed for this one imo. I wanted to do more but the art block fucking slapped me just in time

So after asking the event host puhpandas if just talking about this was enough and getting yes as an answer, I present to you this AU I came up with after the release of Ruin but didn't know how to share it, we have this AU (it's original name was the Illustrated Lullaby AU but I'm not sure if the name really sticks for me).

TL;DR in case my insane ramblings about this AU I have never mentioned anywhere before but have had in my mind for months are incomprehensible: Burntrap Ending is canon, Gregory dies while separated from Freddy, possesses Daycare Attendant, and when Cassie eventually shows up come Ruin Gregory tries to tell her what actually happened to him, eventually having to do it through comics since he can't really get through Eclipse.

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Everything is the same as the base game's Burntrap Ending until the actual ending cutscene. Glamrock Freddy gets stuck behind while Gregory, who's smaller, can still move forward. He hates having to leave Freddy behind after bonding the whole night, but Freddy also wanted him to keep going and get out of the flaming sinkhole as quickly as possible. The problem is that he got lost. Any way out he found was already either on fire or blocked by the fallen debris, until there was no way out. Eventually smoke inhalation killed him from being near the fire for so long.

I'm not quite sure how Gregory ends up possessing the Daycare Attendant in the original just-after-Ruin cut, but then I noticed just how similar this was to Charlie's death and possessing the Puppet, so I decided to stick with the "history repeats itself" idea to a degree. The Daycare Attendant finds him once the fire dies down: Gregory is still alive yet past saving, but at least getting him out of the hell pit in case anyone comes looking for him would be nice. Little guy dies shortly after the two of them get out of the sinkhole (it's easier when you're tall and used to climbing things like the DCA).

I know this is about Gregory but imagine being the Daycare Attendant watching this kid die, only to hear him "wake up" 30 seconds after in your head. That's pretty much what happened here and both parties freak out. FazEnt. wiped most of the popularly-known stuff about the animatronics being possessed so it seemed more like a joke when kids' grandparents brought it up. Sun and Moon didn't expect it to be a real thing, or that they'd be stuck with the ghost kid for an indefinite amount of time. Gregory took a little longer to realize he died since he wasn't fully conscious when it happened, but when he did figure it out he was pretty much bawling (he usually holds it back or suppresses it, but since he could feel Sun and Moon's emotions, he guessed that they could do the same with him and it was pointless trying to hide it this time).

It's kinda random stuff to bridge the gap of a few months between base Security Breach and Ruin. Gregory meets Sassy Sun (A.K.A. how Sun ACTUALLY acts as shown in HW 2) and that's pretty funny to him since before the sinkhole they genuinely seemed childish, they draw stuff together since they all enjoy art, etc.. They're all stuck together, so they have to get to know each other if they don't want to go absolutely insane. Only about half of the daycare is destroyed (it would definitely be more if I'm being accurate to real sinkholes) and it's a mostly safe place as almost every dangerous animatronic melted in the pit. All three of the bodymates have pretty much agreed not to go back down there, for understandable reasons.

Ruin arrives, and Cassie's getting a call on her Roxy talkie supposedly from Gregory that he's in the sinkhole. We all know where this leads but hey, dramatic irony. Everything once again goes as Ruin does at the beginning minus the Monty attack and Glamrock Chica appearing, except after rebooting Eclipse, they join her (after a lot of pushing from Gregory since it became clear she wasn't leaving). He tries to tell her that he's there, but since Sun and Moon merged to make Eclipse, he doesn't really have much he can do in the terms of speech. But he's still given the freedom to draw, so he tries using that. And it somewhat starts working. Whenever Cassie isn't one the move, he's making a clue as to try and at least let her know that whoever is on the other end of the line isn't him.

I don't know how I want this AU to actually end. Part of me wants to lean completely into the "history repeats itself" idea and have Gregory start Puppet 2: Electric Boogaloo, but he's also his own character and might not do that simply because to him, this is hell, and he doesn't want Cassie experiencing that even if it means she's gone for good. Or maybe it has a good ending where the cycle doesn't quite repeat, and she goes free with closure on what happened to Gregory. I'm definitely leaning to "history repeats itself" though.

And a height chart because it's all my dumb ass could draw before the art block took my lunch money

Idk if this is actually how tall the DCA is but the idea of them being comically tall and towering over the kiddos is fun okay

@ggyweek2024

[starleska]

Huzzah! Art Fight nears its end, I think. I have survived! As have you!…I hope. I’m pretty sure you survived. <3 I know a lot happened there, but we both did ArtFight stuff! You did stuff! I did stuff! You fought hard! Idk if you’re doing any better or worse than before, and idk if you feel bad about any kind of inactivity, but there’s no need to! You’re alive and that’s what matters! If you want or need to take time away a little longer, you can take as much as you need! I’m sure we all love you and will be here when you’re ready <3

Also, since the “war” is over, or ending, we can go back to drawing whatever we want of whatever quality forever again without any pressure or self-imposed pressure to draw something else goodly! Woe! Art be upon ye!

(…I couldn’t remember where I saw your full lil persona before so I’ve been referencing your tumblr pfp and ArtFight pfp and going by memory sorry-)

…love toaster quality art…Ig that proves my point! Though sending this to myself on discord and screenshotting it may not be a good idea…post art fight delirium my beloved. uh let me just-

SCREAMING!!!! okay okay i have been mulling over how to reply to this for days because i was so just. delighted and overwhelmed with this little blorbo-processing universe you've invented for us!!!! F/O Inc...oh man, what a delightful place to work!!! that really is what it feels like logging into Tumblr Dot Com to yell about some new idiot 😂💖💖💖

but now i'm thinking...what exactly are our jobs? do we do fieldwork? certainly you and i are collectors of f/os, hunting down potential obscure characters for people to get obsessed with...what's the corporate hierarchy here? are our clients other selfshippers, or are they the f/os themselves? i'm cracking up at the idea of it being like one of those matchmaking dating services crossed with a crime drama...Ace Attorney style, people bringing in their woes and desperately hunting for an f/o who'll match them perfectly...!!! 😂😂😂 Client, visibly sweating: "Gosh, I-I never usually do this sort of thing, but...it's been so lonely on my dash recently, and I...I was wondering if you had any new, um...Tumblr Sexymen...to recommend?" You, chain-smoking cigarettes with three hanging out of your mouth: "Sweetheart, you've come to the right place. Take a look at these puppies." You yank a thick file from your drawer and slap it down, open, on the desk. "Now, keep an open mind, toots...but you ever hear about this Once-ler fella?" all of the DETAILS in this art are killing me 🙈🙈🙈 your countless cups of coffee, as if you've been trying to cope with the new freaks i've brought into the office 😭💖💖 the little Employee of the Month photo too, oh my gosh!!! i'm honoured :3c and oh my god the TINY Piers, Ramón and Maxime...!!!!!! FUCK the second i get a new laptop and can draw again i need to add to this universe, thank you for coming up with something so brilliant 🥺💖💖💖 accepting new hires for F/O Inc. today! 😉 and HUGE CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU FOR GETTING TO THE END OF ARTFIGHT FRIEND!!!! 😭💖💖💖 so sorry that July decided to kick me in the metaphorical nuts and i wasn't able to attack you back, but THANK YOU SO MUCH for the wonderful art you made me which i treasure so much 🙈💖💖💖 shortly i'll be compiling all the lovely art i received into a little chart, and i can't wait to show off your work!!! i owe you big time 😉 thank you as well for such a lovely pep talk and all the niceness you've thrown my way 🫂 of course i do feel a bit guilty about needing to take a step back and being so open about the burnout, but it's been a busy month for all of us, haven't it? i think August is going to be really nice and fun :3c anyway this is kickass and i'm so glad to be your colleague at F/O Inc. bahahaha 🤣🤣🤣🤣

[lythea-creation]

Fighting For You - Rania x reader x Layan

summary: Rania, Layan and (f/n) have been best friends for a long time. But what if that simply isn't enough anymore? Will Rania and Layan manage to save their friendship?

warnings: mentions of abuse (yk Rania's dad)

word count: 1.151

Author's note: Feel free to check out my Masterlists and make requests. No reposting please! Reblogging, comments and requests are always appreciated <3 If you like the story/my writing, please don't be shy to say it via comments or asks! It takes you a few seconds and might make my day. It's the best appreciation you can show to a writer you like.

Requested? Yes

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“Hey, (f/n)! Do you wanna come to the club with us later?”, Layan invited me.

We were on our school trip right now. Everyone was enjoying the holiday feeling, enjoying relaxing in the sun, playing volleyball and drinking some alcohol-free cocktails at the bar.

“What do you mean? Are you going to sneak out again?”, I questioned.

We were standing a bit apart from the rest of the class. So nobody was listening us.

“Yeah, it'll be fun”, Rania tried encouraging me. “But even more so if you come along.”

“I'm feeling flattered, but I don't know. Weird things are happening lately. I'm not sure if it's smart to sneak out right now”, I considered.

“I'm sure it'll be fine”, Layan proposed.

“We're gonna dress up, dance a little. Nobody's even gonna notice”, Rania supposed.

“Fine”, I gave in with a sigh. “But only because it's you.”

The girls smiled brightly at me and I could not help but smile back.

Then we all went over to the bar to enjoy some cocktails and chat a bit. It was great to spend so much time with Rania and Layan without having to worry about their families.

And when we had managed to fool Miss Abeer and arrived at the club a few hours later, it felt like a whole new world had just opened up to us.

Strict rules, like staying with the group, wearing certain clothes, being calm and reasonable were replaced by flashy lights, loud music and hot outfits.

I had no idea how Layan had gotten our names onto the list, but that did not matter.

We were having the time of our lives dancing together.

I was feeling high by the way their bodies were moving so close to mine, following the rhythm of the beat.

After a while I excused myself to go to the bathroom. When I was about to leave and return to the dance floor, I almost bumped into Layan.

“Hey! What do you say? Are you enjoying yourself?”, Layan asked me, wearing a huge smile.

“Definitely”, I confirmed. “I love spending time with you anyway.”

“Oh, I love to hear that”, she shot back, her smile turning into a smirk.

“I'm gonna wait until you're finished”, I declared.

“Alright. Give me two minutes”, she requested.

Staying true to my words I was waiting outside until she joined me again. Together we made our way back to Rania.

But just as we wanted to approach her Miss Abeer and Miss Jumana showed up.

I quickly caught Layan's wrist to stop her from getting any closer.

“Shit”, she cursed. “What are we gonna do? We can't just leave her.”

Rania seemed to be looking around for us and shortly made eye contact with me. Then she signaled us to leave.

Reluctantly we took her offer and hurried back to our room, wiping off the make-up and putting our pajamas on as we were freaking out.

“I can't believe we bailed on her”, I accused us.

“We didn't mean to. Rania only tried to help us out. Her situation wouldn't get any better if we got caught as well”, Layan resonated.

“Doesn't make me feel any better though”, I noted.

“Yeah, I know what you mean.”

In the end Rania got suspended for a few days and we could not even contact her. Our assumption was that her parents had confiscated her phone.

And when Rania was finally back she was acting weird toward Layan. The other way around as well. I wondered what I had missed for them to behave so different all of a sudden.

“Does your eye hurt a lot?”, I worried about Rania, softly touching her cheek.

“It's getting better. At least I can open it properly again”, she remarked.

Knowing that I could not do anything to protect her from her dad was making me furious. The helplessness was almost unbearable.

Out of the three of us I was definitely the lucky one in regards to our parents.

Rania and Layan exchanged a glare, which took me completely off guard. I was tired of this already.

“What happened between you two?”, I inquired.

“What do you mean?”, Layan brushed it off.

“You know exactly what I mean. There's something in between you. You're barely talking and always looking at each other like you might attack the other any moment”, I proclaimed.

“It's nothing”, Rania mumbled.

“Guys, please don't leave me hanging. What are you fighting about?”

“Just like you said it's between us”, Rania insisted.

“It's not if I'm in the middle of your stupid fight. Just solve it”, I requested.

“It's nothing to solve that easily”, Layan alluded.

I waited for her to continue.

“It's about you. Rania accused me that I followed you to the bathroom on purpose to have you to myself for a moment”, Layan proposed.

“So what? That's not that big of a deal, is it?”, I suggested.

But telling from their silence and body language, my assumption seemed to be wrong.

“It is?”, I wondered. “Why?”

“We love you, (f/n). Both of us”, Rania confessed.

“Yeah, I know. But I love you, too. So that shouldn't be an issue at all”, I shot back.

“No, we mean we love you more than just a friend. We love you romantically. So we were being a bit jealous and fighting over you”, Layan elaborated.

“Not exactly our proudest moment”, Rania added.

I was shocked for a moment, but quickly regained control. “What if I actually do love you both?”, I questioned.

“Are you serious?”, Rania reassured.

“Yeah”, I promised. “I love you both. I've known for a while, but was too scared to admit it. I didn't want to lose you.”

Layan let out a relieved laugh, tears pricking in her eyes. “I can't believe we fought when we could have solved it so easily.”

She then took a step closer to me and cupped my cheek. It felt like she was knowing exactly what was going through my mind when our eyes met.

Her lips on mine made all the tension leave my body that had been weighing me down mere minutes ago.

When Layan pulled away again, I could not help the smile on my face, which she reciprocated immediately.

I cupped her cheek for a moment and locked my eyes on hers to show her that I was seeing her, before I turned over to address Rania: “Are you okay with that?”

She nodded eagerly. So I did not hesitate to pull her into a kiss as well.

I had never imagined our relationship to work out like this, but I could not have dreamed of anything better.

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[nakanotamu]

Rossy got fired from stardom??????????

LMAOOOO I was just about to post "lmao Rossy got fired" and then I saw this yeah apparently he got fired after the show last night. I never got around to writing that post about the management issues so I guess I'l try and summarize some relevant points before people panic

Okay so Rossy was off of booking since some time last year. We don't know for sure but my guess is that All Star Grand Queendom was his last show as booker, based on the belt going to Tam apparently being his decision and the timing of when stuff started to fall apart very shortly after that.

He was highly critical of the last president (who had been booking) once that guy got fired - and the issues with him were more than just booking. This was the stuff Giulia talked about. Like the schedule he booked was way too grueling on the wrestlers with non-stop big matches & shows back to back to back, and he would book matches just out of the blue without paying any attention to the stories the wrestlers were trying to tell, where Rossy's style was to just let the wrestlers throw out story threads themselves and then book what he thought would sell out of what they wanted to do. He also just was an idiot and didn't seem to think particularly highly of wrestling in the first place, pushing tons and tons of product tie-ins and advertising shit and the fucking NFT shit and. Yeah he sucked

However despite being highly critical of the last guy once he was gone, Rossy also said he didn't comment on the decisions he was making. He also may have been the one who decided who won or lost in the period before the new president came in, but from what's been made public at least, as soon as he came in he took over, so Stardom since whenever that was like the start of December has been the new president in charge.

So what I'm trying to say is, at least creatively, this probably isn't actually a huge change for Stardom compared to the past roughly a year of the product. People freaking out that the booker is just suddenly gone, he apparently hasn't been the booker for a while already now anyway. If you didn't notice a change in booking twice last year you probably won't notice this either.

So, yeah, Rossy did get fired. Bye bitch, it would be nice if this meant Sonny is on the way out too. Rossy is absolutely fucking not the guy who saved joshi wrestling or whatever the fuck narrative he & a lot of western wrestling media have been trying to present him as for years now. This probably isn't going to lead to a massive shift in Stardom's booking compared to what it's already been for months, and just as a fan we have no way of knowing what else this is going to impact, because it's hard to tell how much influence he even had for the past year, which was admittedly bad but more recently imo showing signs of turning around.

I think it's worth pointing out that one of the things that drove me off of both Reddit and Twitter wrestling fandom is that whenever shit like this happens everybody's gotta be a fucking insider or whatever and we don't. Know. Anything. But further than that it's not our fucking problem. We don't work for Bushiroad and we don't know anybody involved. We don't NEED to worry about what this means for The Business or whatever the fuck because that doesn't matter to us. I care about the roster being treated well and the product being one I am enjoying, and Rossy already couldn't prevent both of those things from not happening last year, so obviously he's not gonna be the difference maker.

My concern if I have one though is mostly the roster. If people are loyal enough to him to start jumping ship that would really suck. If the rumours that are already going around that he was poaching people for a potential NXT Japan pan out in any way that would REALLY suck. Even if the entire roster went I'm not going to watch a WWE product or even a show that isn't women in every match. So I guess as ever all we can do is wait and see.

[bikananjarrus]

stellan for the character game? ✨☺️

hi anon!! i would LOVE to talk about stellan!! 🥰

(high republic spoilers below for people trying to avoid them)

how i feel about this character:

ooohhh beautiful beautiful stellan i love him so much ❤ he's got such a big heart, and he cares so much about other people, and he's always putting everyone else's needs above his own. i want to shake him a little for that, but also wrap him in a hug. i don't think he ever realized just how brightly he shined and it kills me. i love him ❤

all the people i ship romantically with this character:

elzar and avar. like i said for elzar, they all match each other's freak <3 i DO ship him a bit more with elzar. the way i view their little polycule, i do think he and avar love each other and care about each other. but elzar is really the point where they converge the most. and to me, stellan was deeply in love with elzar, but denied himself that connection.

but regardless of how their whole polycule works, all three of them have a deep connection, no matter what form that takes, and i really love that <3

my non-romantic otp for this character:

vernestra! i mean how could i not pick him and his padawan. lightsaber nerds the both of them <3

my unpopular opinion about this character:

i'm not fully aware of what discourse there is about stellan, or what would be considered an unpopular opinion. but i do think stellan is definitely more flawed than people give him credit for. i think, as far as the firebrands, he's put a bit on a pedestal for being perfect (and then i think that tends to lead to the idea that he's boring or not as interesting, just because he adheres more to the rules and jedi tradition, etc.). i think his perfection is oftentimes a mask for his insecurities and doubts. i think he's the firebrand that is least sure of himself, which is so interesting to me.

i also think people don't give stellan enough agency when it comes to his death. everyone heaps the blame on elzar, when a) it wasn't elzar's fault, and b) stellan CHOSE to go to the bottom of the station. he sensed elzar was in danger, and he knew full well what he was doing, and that he might not make it back. him giving his lightsaber to forfive showed us that he knew he wasn't going to make it out of there, but that was the choice he made. i don't think stellan necessarily wanted to die, but he did choose to risk his life, and i think people tend to forget that.

one thing i wish would happen/had happened with this character in canon:

well lol. i am actually fine with him dying (i mean, not fine. i cried like a baby and i miss him very much lol). but like as far as what his death means for the other characters, i love it. HOWEVER. that being said, i do wish we had gotten a bit more of him before that happened.

i don't necessarily think he needed to reach his full potential before he died; i mean that's part of the tragedy. he died young and with still so much that he could've done in life. but i do think the authors could've fleshed him out a bit more. especially his relationship with avar! we hardly get any information about their connection. and it WILL haunt me that we never got all three firebrands in a book together (i'm not counting avar's miniscule pov sections in fallen star).

like i would die for a book with the three of them as padawans. or the three of them shortly before the events of light of the jedi. i just want to know everything about how the firebrands work together. but alas.

also (since this is already long, why not add more!) i would have liked to know more about him and vern. it is FASCINATING to me that she was knighted as soon as she was, prodigy or not. again, i think that decision speaks a lot more to stellan's own insecurities and doubts, than it does about vern's actual prodigal abilities.

Give me a character; and i'll break their ass down (still accepting these!)

[hollywoodxwhore]

wanted - part 12

Woohoo I finally wrote! And I'm leaving y'all on a cliffhanger to make you hate me even more! Sorry... I am currently writing the next chapter though, so hopefully that'll be up shortly. Thanks for sticking around during my little hiatus. I hope you enjoy!

Colson x Original Female Character x Pete

Warnings: some smut (18+), swearing, alcohol usage

It’s my birthday. 

Normally, I wake up sad on my birthday. I’m not really sure why. Maybe because a birthday makes you think of who really cares, and you’re expecting messages from people, and when they don’t come, you feel like you don’t matter. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older and that freaks me out. Whatever it is, I’m glad that I don’t wake up on this birthday feeling sad.

Maybe it has to do with the fact that Colson is in bed beside me. He’s on his side, hand tucked under his head, and he sleeps soundly. I love the way that the sunlight catches his face, giving him a warm glow. He’s become so special to me so quickly. I’ve never been so happy, and I know you’re not supposed to find happiness solely in a relationship. I think Colson is just enhancing my life. A friend turned partner. It’s perfect.

It hasn’t even been a month since we made it official but I can’t help what I’m feeling. I’m at the edge of the cliff, so close to falling in love with Colson it’s scary. I won’t admit it any time soon, not until he does, but I feel it. How can I not? Colson is kind, funny, caring, and sexy. We get along great and I’m so much happier when I’m with him. 

I’m daydreaming about our relationship so deeply that I don’t notice his eyes are open until he says my name. I jump a little and meet his eyes, smiling sheepishly. “Hey,” I whisper.

“Hey,” Colson says with a sleepy grin. “C’mere.” I scoot closer, letting him wrap me in his arms. Warm lips press to my forehead and he gives me a squeeze. “Happy birthday, baby.”

I smile and nuzzle in closer. “Thank you,” I say. 

Colson told me last night, two glasses of wine in, that his birthday present was something amazing. I couldn’t get anything else out of him, no matter how hard I tried, and now that I’m remembering it again, I’m eager to find out what it is. 

“Hey,” I say, looking up at him. “When do I get my present?”

Colson laughs. “Later tonight. Probably after dinner.” He’s taking me out to dinner and then we’ll spend the night here. 

“I guess I’d better get up and start getting ready,” I say. 

Colson gives me a kiss, squeezing my ass. “Yeah. You do that.” 

Later that night, I drive over to Colson’s place in my birthday outfit, a silky red dress that hugs my curves. Sophie and Alicia helped me pick it out and I feel beautiful in it. I can’t wait to show Colson.

I park in my usual spot in the driveway and let myself into the house. Pete is on the couch and he smiles, hopping to his feet. “Hey! Happy birthday!” he says, wrapping me in a hug. He smells good and his hug is warm. I’ve stopped trying to convince myself that I don’t still feel something for Pete. It’s pointless to keep lying to myself. 

Pete pulls back from the hug and turns his head. “Kells! Alex is here!” he calls, then turns back to me. “You look beautiful,” he says, and I’m surprised to see a glimpse of what looks like pain in his deep brown eyes. It makes my heart squeeze in my chest. But there’s something else there, too…mischief?

“Hey,” I say, narrowing my eyes. 

Pete stuffs his hands into his pockets and looks at me innocently. “What’s up?”

“Do you know what my birthday present is going to be?” 

Pete opens his mouth to say something, but then I catch sight of Colson over Pete’s shoulder and my face lights up with a smile. Colson smiles right back as he saunters over. Pete steps out of the way and Colson cups my face, tipping it up so he can kiss me. “Hi,” he murmurs. 

“Hi,” I say through a smile, wrapping my arms around his waist. 

“Ready to go?” he asks, and I nod. Colson pulls away and turns to Pete. “See you later, brother.”

“See ya. Have fun,” Pete says from where he’s returned to the couch. I shoot what I hope is a menacing look at him over my shoulder as Colson takes my hand and we walk outside. Pete just winks and waves, and fuck if I don’t feel that wink right between my legs. 

Colson takes me to my favorite restaurant - Texas Roadhouse, duh - and we order drinks to start, sharing a basket of rolls. He looks so handsome, slightly dressed up. He just got a haircut - long on top and short on the sides, and it really suits him. The sides are his natural, darker color and the top of bleach blonde. “I love your hair, by the way,” I tell him.

Colson chuckles. “So you’ve said. A couple hundred times,” he teases.

I lightly kick his shin beneath the table and giggle. “Leave me alone. I just really like it, okay?” 

“I like yours, too,” Colson agrees. “And that dress. Goddamn.” His voice lowers as his eyes dip to my cleavage, and he takes his lip between his teeth as his eyes glaze over.

I blush and look around. “Save it for later, ya perv,” I joke, reaching for his hand. Colson takes my hand in his and leans in to kiss my knuckles, holding eye contact with me. My heart flutters in my chest, and suddenly, I realize I can’t deny another lie I’ve been telling myself. I’m 100% in love with Colson. 

“What are you thinking about?” he asks, blue eyes burning into mine. 

I shrug. “Nothing important,” I lie. 

We eat a delicious dinner and talk the entire time. On the drive back to his house, Colson pushes the hem of my dress up and rests his hand on my thigh, thumb stroking gently. Heat shoots between my legs and I bite my lip. I literally can’t get enough of him. 

He’s initiated every time, mainly because I’m terrified of rejection, and even though he’s my boyfriend now, I’m still scared it’ll happen. I glance over at him as he drives and he smiles at me. I turn my body and lean over, kissing his neck. Colson tenses up, breath hitching. “What are you doing?” he purrs.

“Nothing,” I murmur into his warm skin, leaving open-mouthed kisses all over the side of his neck. Reaching over, I untuck his shirt from his dress pants and slip my hand beneath his shirt to feel his stomach. Colson curses quietly under his breath and then his hand covers mine and pulls it back. 

“What’s wrong?” I ask, tracing my tongue over the double x tattoo behind his ear, a surefire way to make his dick hard. And it does. I watch as his pants begin to tent. 

Colson lets out a shaky breath. “I have cake for us at home. Pete’s waiting to have some with us,” he says. “Can we just hold off until after? I don’t really want to walk into my house with a boner.”

“Mm,” I hum against his skin. “Just this once.” I pull back after tucking his shirt back in. He shifts in his seat and adjusts his cock in his pants, letting out a breath. Even in the late evening light, I can see the pink splotches on his cheeks and it makes me smile. 

When we pull up to the house, Colson comes to get my door. The inside is completely dark and I frown. “You sure Pete didn’t bail on us?” I ask. “Looks dark in there.”

Colson frowns, too. “He better not have,” he says irritably. “Maybe he fell asleep.” He takes my hand and leads me to the door. He unlocks it and we step into the pitch black. Out of nowhere, the lights flick on, and I jolt, shocked to find that the living room is filled with people. 

“Surprise!” they yell in unison, and that’s when I notice the party hats, the balloons, and the sign hanging from the doorway between the kitchen and living room reading ‘Happy Birthday Alex!’. 

I laugh and swat Colson’s stomach. “What the hell! You planned this?” I yell over the commotion.

Colson grins down at me and bends to kiss me softly. “Happy birthday, baby.”

I’m immediately bombarded by hugs, and I just can’t believe Colson pulled off a surprise party. A room full of people I love, with the one who planned it all being the one I love most. I smile at him from where Alicia has me in an embrace, and I narrow my eyes. So that’s why he didn’t want to fool around in the car. I’ll get him back later. 

I’m handed a drink and then we gather around the table to play waterfall, my favorite drinking game. It’s easy to get fucked up, but it’s so fun that I don’t even mind. Sure enough, after a few rounds, we’re all drunk and rowdy. I’m in Colson’s lap laughing loudly at something Slim said, and I’m so, so happy. 

The only problem is my wandering eye. 

I can’t help but notice Pete. He sits on the couch, legs in the perfect man-spread position, big, tattooed hand curled around a beer. His cheeks are rosy and his smile is warm and his voice jolts something within me whenever he talks. Plus, he keeps glancing over at me and smirking like an asshole.

But then I feel Colson’s warm hand on my hip, his lips against my shoulder, and I smile, remembering that this is my boyfriend. Sexy, smart, funny, and kind, Colson is mine. So why am I still hung up on Pete?

“Can we play truth or dare but with only dares?” I slur, and the group laughs. 

“We pretty much already know everything about each other,” Rook says with a shrug. 

“Sure, birthday girl,” Slim says. “You wanna go first?”

“I can never think of good dares,” I pout. “You go first, babe.”

“Alright,” Colson says, looking around the circle. “Rook, I dare you to do a backflip.”

“Wait,” Alicia says. “Can you actually do one?”

Rook laughs. “Yeah, I can. Not sure how well when I’m this drunk, though.” The ceiling is high and Rook backs up away from the group. We all watch in awe as he throws a perfect backflip, landing solidly. Everyone cheers and Rook bows. 

The game continues on. We’re all coupled up, but everything always ends up sexual in nature. I return to Colson’s lap after Sophie fulfilled a dare given to her by Logan. She was dared to make out with me and she pulled me right into her lap for the dare. My heart is racing a little and it only quickens when I feel Colson’s erection against my ass. 

“That was hot, baby,” he murmurs against my ear. 

I hum in response, pleasantly drunk and turned on. I’m about to drag his ass from the room when Sophie speaks. 

“Kells, your turn,” she says. 

“Alright,” Colson says, scanning the room. His eyes land on Pete. something mischievous flickers in Colson’s eyes. “Pete,” he says. “I dare you to make Alex moan.”

The room falls awkwardly silent. Pete clears his throat, cheeks reddening. “Wh-what?” he asks.

“You heard me,” he says, eyes burning into Pete’s. “Dare’s a dare. She’s the birthday girl, after all.”

“Are you serious?” I ask, looking at Colson, who only nods. His eyes hold no jealousy, just smoldering desire, and he’s gotten even harder against me, if possible. I swallow hard and glance at Pete. 

“Shit,” Pete says, then laughs, patting his thighs. “Come here, Alex.”

It’s a good thing we’re all drunk. Colson pushes me off him and I stumble over to Pete, taking his hand as he pulls me into his lap. I glance around, and everyone’s eyes are on me. The guys are smirking and the girls just look intrigued. No one looks worried or scared. 

I glance at Colson and he nods, picking up his drink. “Go on, baby,” he tells me. 

I swallow hard and look at Pete, who’s staring up at me with dark eyes. Fuck, he looks hot. He bites his lip. “You okay with this?” he asks. I can’t speak right now, so a small nod is my only response. “Good,” he murmurs, and then he’s leaning in, wrapping soft lips around the side of my neck. I swallow hard and close my eyes, hands tightening on his shoulders. 

The heavy bass of a loud song pulsates in my body. I could moan now and end this, or I could milk it. I’m too drunk to feel guilty and I choose the latter. I let Pete’s lips explore my neck and chest, moving slowly down my cleavage. My chest heaves slightly and Pete huffs against my heated skin. I’m keeping it together relatively well until he decides to end me.

Suddenly, Pete’s big hands grip my ass hard and he drags his tongue up my cleavage and neck, and a moan slips out, uninhibited. It’s then that I remember our friends are surrounding us, and they celebrate Pete completing his dare. Pete gives my ass a little pat that shouldn’t be as sexy as it is, and I get off his lap, returning to Colson. 

My boyfriend smirks and wraps his arm around me, resting his big hand on my thigh. He leans down into my ear. “Did you like that?” he murmurs. 

I look up at him, unsure of what to say. Shouldn’t Colson be jealous? He was the one to dare Pete in the first place. I’m confused. “I’ll be right back,” I say. I need to clear my head, get some fresh air. I push off the couch and walk out onto the back porch, feeling sober as soon as the cool air hits my skin. I draw in a deep breath and steady myself on the railing. What the fuck is going on?

Colson asked me to be his girlfriend. I suppose he never said anything specific about being exclusive, but I just figured that’s what we were doing. But now he’s daring his best friend to make me moan. Who does that? I’m not sure how to feel about it, but it’s hard to figure it out because my pussy aches between my thighs. I squeeze them together and let out a little helpless noise, closing my eyes. My throat tightens and the backs of my eyes begin to sting. I don’t know what to do with these feelings.

I don’t turn around when I hear the door whoosh open and shut behind me, but I do notice there are two sets of footsteps. I tense up slightly as Colson steps up beside me, leaning against the railing, but I do look over when Pete takes my other side. I blink in confusion, pinching the bridge of my nose. “What the hell is going on?” I ask helplessly.

Colson and Pete chuckle and I frown, glaring at Colson, whose smile fades immediately. “I’m sorry, baby,” he says, putting a hand to my lower back. “I should’ve talked to you about it first to see if you were okay with it.”

“Why are you okay with it?” I blurt, looking up into his intense blue eyes. “I-I’m your girlfriend. Pete’s your best friend.” I jerk my thumb towards the other man. 

Colson chuckles and meets Pete’s eyes over my head before looking back down at me. “Alex,” he says. “I like threesomes. Okay?” My body tenses, and the ache between my legs intensifies. Just then, Pete scoots closer, pushing my hair off my shoulder. I look up at him and he just watches me with his lip between his teeth. 

“I like watching my girl get fucked,” Colson continues, cupping my chin so I’ll look at him. “I want to watch you with Pete. And I want him to watch you with me.”

“I want that, too,” Pete says huskily, and I swallow hard, looking over at him again. He plays gently with my hair. “I’ve never stopped being attracted to you, Alex. Just because I don’t really date doesn’t mean I don’t still fuck.”

I stare dumbly at him for a moment before turning back to Colson. “Am I hallucinating this?” I ask. “Is this a trick to see if I’m faithful?”

Colson chuckles and shakes his head. “No, this is real,” he murmurs, “and definitely not a trick. I’ve been paying attention and I think you want this, too.”

He steps closer and grabs one of my hips, turning my body so my back is pressed to his front. His hands slide over my curves and I breathe shallowly as I feel his erection press against me. Pete steps forward, a question in his eyes as his fingertips trace down my neck. I close my eyes and whimper almost painfully. I do want this, so badly it hurts. Is that wrong?

“Here’s what I think we should do,” Colson murmurs in my ear. “Pete and I take you to my room and we fuck you, make you come until you can barely move.” My eyes are locked on Pete’s as Colson speaks, and Pete’s already dark brown eyes seem to blacken. 

“But we need to hear that you want this, Alex,” Pete says as he steps into my space. His hands find a space on my waist above Colson’s, and his thumbs graze the undersides of my breasts through my silky dress. My breath hitches. 

“Mm, she’s hesitant,” Colson murmurs. “She wants to be a bad girl, but she’s scared.” It should feel degrading, having Colson talk about me right in front of me, but it only makes me ache more. Colson snaps his fingers and I jolt slightly. “Ah,” he says. “Let’s see what her body is saying.”

Pete smirks as Colson’s hand skims up beneath my dress. The red silk moves easily as his fingers move between my legs, skillfully pushing aside the crotch of my panties, which is soaked. Colson lets out a low, raspy groan as his fingers find me dripping wet. “That’s what I thought,” he murmurs. “But I need to hear you say it, Alex.” 

I’m a shaken can of Coke ready to explode and I finally do. “Yes!” I blurt, cheeks reddening. “God, yes, I want it, I want both of you, please.” My words come out in a rush of breath and the boys chuckle together, meeting eyes. 

“Good girl,” Pete says, tipping my chin up as he leans down to kiss me. My legs weaken and Colson has to hold me up as Pete kisses me thoroughly, slowly at first but deeper as time goes on. I whimper helplessly into his mouth, gripping onto his shoulder with one hand and Colson’s wrist with the other. 

“P-please,” I squeak when he pulls back.

“Come on, baby,” Colson murmurs, pulling me towards the door. Pete follows close behind. Everyone’s still partying, pretty drunk now, so the three of us are able to easily sneak past everyone to Colson’s room. Pete locks the door behind us. 

Colson sits me on the bed and kneels down in front of me. Warm hands find my thighs, stroking gently, and there’s love in his eyes when he looks up at me. “Hey,” he murmurs. “Are you drunk?”

I shake my head no. “Tipsy, but not drunk.”

“Okay,” he says, nodding. “Alex. Do you want this?”

I swallow hard, glancing at Pete who leans against the wall. I can see his erection through his gray sweats and I have to stifle a moan as I look back at Colson. “Yes, I want this,” I say firmly. 

Colson grins and pulls me in for a slow kiss. “If it ever goes too far,” he says against my lips, “you tell us and we’ll stop.”

“Don’t even feel bad about it,” Pete says. “We don’t give a fuck. We’ll stop when you want us to.” They’re both so serious and a huge chunk of my anxiety dissolves. I nod and smile at Colson, and then Pete.

“Boys?” I say.

“Yeah, baby?” Colson asks at the same time Pete says, “Yeah?”

I look between them, then get to my feet. Their eyes are locked on me as I reach behind myself and unzip my dress. Then, I let it slowly puddle onto the floor around my feet, leaving me in a lacy matching set, stockings high up on my thighs. 

“Jesus. Fucking. Christ,” Pete says, swallowing hard. 

“Yeah,” Colson croaks, staring me down. 

I put my hands on my hips and smirk. “Can you please stop being so gentle now and fuck me like you promised?”