#i’d shit my pants tbh

[stupid-2012tmnt-pics]

top 10 scariest moments in tmnt

[genacity]

DAY SIX. BURNING TIES

ft. simon “ghost” riley — call of duty

you and your partner ghost have to train on how to get out of hostage situations. luckily for you, you’re good at tying knots.

ruling. suggestive — mature content

content warnings. sadist! reader, masochist! ghost, bondage, temperature/wax play, nothing actually inherently sexual ?? besides vocabulary and the fact ghost has his cock out

an. this is short and bad bcs tbh i didn’t wanna write this one and idk how to write ghost. enjoy

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simon groaned as you held the lit candle over his exposed skin. grunting against the restraints you had so effortlessly used to tie him flush against the metal pole that rendered him near motionless.

you were supposed to be training for a hostage situation— said that tying him up was supposed to help.

and now, he was staring at his flush cock being illuminated by the light of a long, flickering candle. where the hell did you even get one of those?

but he didn’t dare question it. not when his eyes were watching as the wax slowly began to melt down and—

“fuck!” simon thrashed against the ties with a loud groan as the drop of wax fell right onto his lower abdomen. he gulped, panting as he tried to find his way out of the rope restraints.

“hurry up,” you prompted. “if you’re this slow in a real situation, by now you’d might as well be dead.”

he hissed. “can’t help it, it’s— shit!” simon was promptly cut off as another drop of wax hit his skin, just at the base of his cock. “fuck, that hurts!”

you laughed as he jolted from another fresh splat of wax hit his skin. “this hurts? wow, i’d expected a lot more from you.” you chuckled, and ghost grunted in response.

the ropes slowly began to loosen around his wrists. good, he was close to freeing himself somehow. simon couldn’t take any more of this— never had this been a way he’d trained to handle a hostage situation.

a large glob of fresh wax dripped down from the burning candle right down onto the base of his cock and right then and there he could have screamed. when you proposed the idea of using wax to better the training, never did he imagine it would hurt so bad.

it was borderline cruel the way you laughed as he struggled. the way you just sat and watched him nearly cry at every drop of wax that hit his skin.

simon was just about to free himself from the restraints holding his arms down when a drop of wax hit his tip and he moaned.

not out of pain. this was a pleasurable moan. not like before, when every noise was a grunt or groan of pain. this was a rough, strained, unmistakable noise of pleasure.

your eyebrows raised and simon froze, no longer struggling to move. “what was that?”

“nothin’.” he dismissed, continuing to writhe against the ropes. but you bent down and held the candle just above his twitching cock— reddening tip flushing from the heat beating down from the candle onto his skin.

“that was not nothing.” you insisted. “did that feel good, simon?”

you tipped the candle as another fresh drip of wax dribbled from the tip of the candle and simon visibly began to panic. it clung to the rim, threatening to fall, and when it did, fresh onto his shaft, he jolted and moaned again.

you couldn’t stifle your laughter. not when you watched his hips buck up, thick cock nearly tearing through the flame and burning himself. it would have if you hadn’t pulled it back.

“oh my god.” you snickered. he panted, still focused on trying to escape the confinements of the rope.

“this ain’t funny, y/n.” simon grumbled, but was promptly cut off by another droplet of wax onto his balls and he choked. “ah. hey, fuck.” his expressions and reactions were just too good to stop short.

good thing you brought a few more candles.

[hootbon]

Hello again lol i decided to put some questions in one ask thats been stuck on my mind.

1. How cruel is Caine?

2. When your characters get angry and get on killer mode is it like abstraction or a different thing?

3. Speaking of anger what triggers ragatha to go on a murderous rampage also i kinda pictured her just rip her eye out sense when she in that state she doesn't have her eye? (btw i love the fact that you made ragatha angry state freaky and i love it definitely want to stay on her good side)

4. Speaking of ragatha is yours scared of centipedes tbh im scared of them too that i can relate to ragatha?

Very.. like tyrannical ruler kind of cruel.. he wants the best show possible and he isn’t gonna get that by being ‘nice’

It’s not really a mode, it’s more of they forget they’re humans/j but it’s different.. abstraction is losing sense of who you are and what makes you, well you. This is more of just they’re so frustrated and angry that it’s starting to show

As cool as that would be, that would defeat the purpose of the whole stun thing she has.. I’d imagine it more as her pupil dilating more than anything

‘Shit-your-pants’ terrified of them

[bar-cat73]

This is very important for me to know…

What’s your take on one-sided radiostatic as well as their dynamic in general?

Ooooo let me think 🤔🤔🤔

Tbh as much as I love watching those silly gooses…YOU COULD CUT THE TENSION WITH A KNIFE 🔪🔪‼️‼️‼️

We know Alastor likes to be this way with everyone, push people’s buttons and watch them short circuit, but vox is taking this PERSONALLY‼️‼️

and I know damn well it’s not just cuz he’s pissy abt Alastor rejecting his offer to join his team. So let’s get into some theory’s~~~

One of my personal favorites however~~~

(and imo one of the most realistic)

✨ One sided radio static✨

Vox fell head over heels for this adorable psychotic monster (who wouldn’t) and Alastor broke his heart. WHY IS THIS A POSSIBILITY❓❗️‼️ SURELY YOU CANT BE SERIOUS

WELL I AM AND ILL TELL YOU BUT DONT CALL ME SURLEY 😏😏😏

So I don’t think it’s been confirmed by Viv but google says Vox is bisexual and with this being a very diverse queer show I’d say there’s a PRETTYYYYYY good chance

from what we’ve seen of the degenerate television he’s a charismatic, not so educated, formal attitude, power craving showman. He acts big and bad, like he has any sort of control over anything, but as soon as someone mentions the radio demon SHIT. HITS. THE. FAN.

LOOK AT HIS FACE❓‼️ U CANT SIT HERE AND TELL ME HE AINT SHITTING IS PANTS RN

HES SCARED. HES NERVOUS. HES VULNERABLE.

BUT WHY. that’s the LAST thing you need to be as an overlord, especially a weak one. (Sorry Vox)

My theory is when our little silly goose saw this beautiful triangle ass after his overnight carnage-

he was hooked, hooked, HOOKED.

of course being the childish piss baby that he is, I wouldn’t think he would’ve DIRECTLY confessed. Only small subtle hints and YOU KNOW Alastor was looking like this the entire time-

But my Voxie baby is fucking clueless, doesn’t get the hints and Alastors done with his shit so when Vox FINALLY musters up the BALLS to ask him to join the Vs he kindly declines and it’s assuming he took it personally ever sense…

after all who was ALASTOR to decline this offer, a chances with the VEES❓‼️ HOW. DARE. HE.-

I mean obviously ANYONE would take the offer of becoming one of the VEES, “the most powerful overlords, amazing, blah blah blah” but you know at the end of the day they don’t have power over SHIT at least not compared to THEM.

In conclusion, I can confirm one sided radio static is canon because I was alastors microphone and I can’t wait to see more of the sillies. 💃💃💃

Extra: I LOVE Alastor and Voxs rivaling opinions on technology, the radio and television are both so alike yet so different and I love how that’s portrayed in these characters.

[campbell-rose]

Helluva Fucking Rant: S2 E6 

OKay I’m a big fat liar and my pants are burning my ass rn, I know I said I’d do Rwby designs next but then the whole leaked episode drama happened and now it’s out and I need to complain. 

*Off the bat, I’m not going to talk pacing mainly because I have little experience with dealing with pacing (having never written anything more than comic strips lol). The episode didn’t feel too fast but anyway 

I’m going to organize this based on gripes I have per character. 

Fizzarolli: He is my baby. He's like kind of babygirl if that makes any sense. “Maybe I could burn the milk this time” 

I adore Fizz as a character. He’s not babified or infantilized like a lot of Viv’s other gay men. So far. Who knows, the writers have proven how adept they are at contradicting and retconning characters. But uhhhh what the fuck was he doing in Greed? Am I stupid? Like, it’s never spelled out. Is it for pr? Is it a deal with Mammon type thing? Is he promoting something? If he had somewhere to be why did he let his dogs run him all over creation??? Like, bit of an issue there as it’s only vaguely mentioned that he was practicing something. 

His backstory is like... acceptable I suppose. Not what I was expecting. I was expecting like, what we got, and a combination of some other theories I had personally. See, my issue is the fire and how imps have been shown in previous episodes to be, ya know, IMMUNE TO FIRE. Imagine if, and bear with me here huge stretch I know, imps are immune to fire and hellfire – but not holy fire. Like, shit straight from the angel’s burning halo type fire. That would make sense, since hellfire is a thing in pop culture and biblically accurate angels are all gold and flames! 

I do like the idea that fizz’s entire body is white from scars, however I think his scars need texture for the idea to sell. Maybe in full costume it’s covered with makeup, but come on people he was lit on fire, you ever seen a healed burn? Fizz being scared of the flames legit made me sad, I love him so much. However they’re trying to show he’s got like ptsd (maybe not exactly but still) from it, but it feels inconsistent to me for some reason. On a final note, he never should’ve forgiven Blitzo in any way, shape or form tbh, I would’ve preferred what Barbie did just straight up, I don’t like you, I can’t forgive you please leave me alone.  

Asmodeus: This cemented for me how much I fucking hate his design. His stupid head is so tiny and his body is built like a brick shithouse like, it’s so unbalanced and weird looking. I like his character here I suppose. No noticeable inconsistencies from his first appearance. His va is killing it tbh, love him so much what a king. 

I’m fine with his character, what I’m not fine with is the weird consent angle their going with. Like... he is the SIN of LUST??? Valentino is more of what I’d expect as the sin of Lust compared to Asmodeus. Also, the WEAKEST and most NON THREATENING SIN??? KESHADOG IS RIGHT THERE 

Crimson: He should’ve been hired by Mammon to get back at Asmodeus. Maybe Asmodeus has an unpaid debt with Mammon and has been shirking him so Mammon is like ‘i have your fucktoy now, give me my money or you won’t get him back’ 

Like his little video chat could’ve been context, like “You don’t know me, but you may know my employer – Mammon?” 

The paperwork would make sense then, Mammon is sending over contracts and bullshit Asmodeus has to sign. The importance of reading the fine print would be even more present because Asmodeus is dealing with someone on his level who can actually fuck him up, not some nobody imp he could kill with a glance! Crimson’s motive could be that Mammon offered him a share of Ozzie’s stock and would let him run some shit because Crimson has become a prominent member of higher society despite being an imp, which is the only reason Striker is partnered with him. 

Striker: Striker baby doll, please just fucking kill Fizz. Like, stop fucking standing there, kill the fucker. Omg I was so annoyed with his lack of action this episode. Both Fizz and Striker are incredible agile and snake like characters, this whole distraction song should’ve been a mix of striker trying to kill Fizz/Fizz avoiding him and Crim’s gang being just flabbergasted by the bullshit they’re witnessing. It’s been shown before that Crimson ony ever sits on the sidelines while his goons get killed so like????  

Anyway, Viv can try as hard as she wants to paint Striker as in the wrong and a bigot, but it won’t work on me. He’s completely in the right because imps are literally the slave/working class in this caste system. Fizz is (to imps in the slums and less fortunate) probably the epitome of a pampered lapdog plaything of the upper class. ANd that could’ve been something interesting to explore. Why not show the perspective of other imps that think like Striker, maybe have them be antagonistic to Fizz because he’s Asmodeus and Mammon’s pet, or maybe Fizz finds out that’s what people think of him and he’s horrified and that’s why he’s mad Blitzo calls him a whore. But no, because Striker is an evil bigot who sides with the evil woman Stella so nobody else thinks like he does. 

Also, his new va has the sexiest voice i've heard since live action Buggy or sub Crocodile so I'm not complaining about him taking up screen time

Him all disheveled is straight up working for me

Blitzo: Once again he gets away with being shitty and stupid and awful because he’s a woobie. Why the fuck was the crux of their hatred based on a birthday cake and the miscommunication trope??? I hate this so much.  

Was Blitzo in love with Fizz? Is that what that blink and you’ll miss it letter was? I’m getting very tired of this show having blink and you’ll miss it plot beats. That isn’t showing not telling, it’s like sweeping shit under a rug. Its like they think just because it was on screen for a frame the audience will catch it and be like ‘omg it happened’ or feel smart for catching something. Stolitz making up through text shouldn’t be a pause the video and read moment for fuckssake. 

I’m finding it very ahrd to tolerate Blitzo. On the topic of him though, I saw the leaked episode. WHY was Barbie taken out of the final flashback???

What the actual fuck???? Like... once again the women in this show are just shoved away and forgotten this is like Naruto level female character writing guys. Naruto had one good female character and she was still sidelined half the damn time. 

Also i fucking hate how this show can't be serious for more than five seconds like when Fizz and Blitzo hug and Blitzo is like 'haha wanna make out' i hate this but it isn't as egregious as having dildos during an abuse scene

Conclusion: Animation was amazing (also one of my fav animators KittenSneeze is an animator for Spindlehorse now like i love them so good for them), plot was whatever, characters are where the story falls, this won and I can’t anymore. 

Actually no, not conclusion. You know what really makes me hate Helluva Boss? It isn’t fair. I know that sounds childish and stupid, but who cares I’m childish and I’m stupid. Why is it that someone like Viv, who consistently doesn’t take criticism and is just a shit person all around gets rewarded for doing dogshit all the time. Yeah it’s a bit step for indie animation or whatever but she literally has Alex Brightman in her fucking pocket I don’t wanna hear it. Lackadaisy has earned it’s time in the goddamn spotlight, not Viv and her stupid creations. It’s so unfair. She got popular off of happenstance for her kesha sparkledogs and now she’s off bastardizing demonology and writing borderline backwards gay and female characters and she’s getting praised as the patron saint of queer rep and indie animation. Like, she doesn’t deserve it. Genuinely. I wish I could just post my demon story and people would just flock to it like flies to shit and shower me in praise and protect me from any criticism. But that’s not how real life works, but for some reason it is for Viv. Its just... I hate it. 

Anyway, baby rant over. This episode was like 7/10 tbh. It wasn't amazing but for Helluva Boss it was good. Sarcastic Chorus made a video about it that I'm gonna watch because honestly his takes could convince me this show is on Arcane's level lmao. Bye bye <3 

[megaaceofspades]

Drop the hcs please 🙏🙏🙏

ALRIGHT SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG

so imagine… a young duke thomas during no mans land… young as in 11 or 12. stuff isnt too bad for him, but thats HIS city. his PEOPLE. so he scrambles around, gathers a bunch of kids from the narrows, and form WE ARE ROBIN. because people trust robin right? he trusts robin.

now picture tim drake, dads in a coma, little 14 year old asshole. we know him, we love him.

1) yk how people are always like “jason was tims robin, tim loves him so so so much” which is not real to me yk what is real to me? tim being dukes robin. i want hero worship as far as it can go.

2) now, duke thomas meta powers may be light manipulation, but it’s also figuring people out. one of my favorite duke thomas lines is when he tells damian, after dami is like “ you think YOU know ME?” and instead of rising to the bait duke clears him with a “ kid, i don’t think YOU know YOU” i want him to bring that energy to tim drakes manipulator vibes. duke thomas can see through tim’s lies, he always can figure him out undercover, because that’s his robin.

3) that doesn’t mean duke thinks tim is flawless. tim may have friends who aren’t his family (dig on steph and jason as robins) and have pants (dig on dick and jason) and he might even ride a skateboard (SO cool) but he’s also a weirdo. i can see duke finding tim’s civ persona annoying as hell, and the white boy music? waterparks comes on while tim takes him somewhere and duke doesn’t talk to him for a whole day.

4) YOUR MOM JOKES. duke “cass, everyone thinks your mom is hot” thomas and timothy “whore” drake absolutely go too far on your mom jokes. ex. “ i’d do your mom with the joker venom tbh” “ TIM WTF”

5) duke gets tim’s skate stuff and his red bird when tim graduates from robin officially.

6) in my au, half the reason tim is so pissed damian is robin is because in his head duke deserved it and had earned it. duke wouldn’t have taken it, but the biggest misunderstanding they have is that tim believes in the concept and role of robin whereas duke just believes in heroes and thinks tim was a particularly good one.

7) back in no man’s land (which i am writing the fic for so not TOO many stephs- i mean spoilers) tim gives some throwaway “robin believes in you speech” to some kid that he doesn’t know is going to be his baby brother soon in a gang doing real good for gotham, and maybe shit is getting better, who knows- and duke memorizes it. i mean he lives his life by this, it’s fundamentally shaped him. he ends up giving this speech to damian and this is where tim’s like “fuck… baby brother has a baby brother. “

8) to tim, baby brother means duke and little brother means damian. because of this almost everyone mistakes duke for the youngest.

9) nicknames from tim to duke include “lightening bug” “ nightlight” “bug”

10) duke just calls him tim, or by any of his many aliases depending on how fond he is of tim at the moment. once tim goes too far on the “i’m making sure you’re okay” line of thinking and accidentally lowkey locks duke up and duke calls him drake.

this is all for now but i’m going to continue this vibe in the fic i’m writing

[adorerinn]

hiii! can i request a matchup? :)

i go by she/her and would prefer to be paired with a guy

traits i’d want in a partner is someone who can keep up with my humor, but also be mature, grounded and is able to bring me back to earth. also someone more outgoing because i’m kind of introverted lol

i’m kind of shy and kept to myself but once i get comfortable with someone i feel like i never shut up tbh 😭 i love joking around with people and also find myself being very sarcastic and pessimistic sometimes

my interests are playing guitar, writing, animating/editing, sketching and baking :3

my giving love language is acts of service and words of affirmation, my receiving would be words of affirmation and physical touch!!

i think my dream date would be something like a restaurant or cafe for a first date just to get to know the person and talk yk? then for a second date maybe an amusement park or shopping :3

my zodiac sign is leo and my mbti is isfp if that helps idk 😭😭

thank uuu and sorry if i wrote a lot -🍎

I match you with Atsumu Miya!

✧ Atsumu is the type that will match your energy whether you're happy, sad, angry etc he is always willing to put in the same energy you do

✧ he always make stupid jokes and sometimes make lame jokes and he will laugh whenever you crack a joke even if it wasn't funny he will think it's the funniest thing ever

✧ although when it's a serious moment he knows to be mature (Osamu probably taught him how to tell when it's a good time to joke and when it's time to be serious)

✧ he is always reassuring you whenever you need it no matter what he will never get tired of having to reassure you even if it's over the smallest things

✧ he absolutely LOVES taking you out places. he will find the most random places to take you whether that be taking you to a new cafe that opened up or some random park he found

✧ Atsumu would probably be intrigued with your introverted personality since he is very extroverted but once he gets you to open up to him and he gets to see who you really are he will love listening to what you have to say with hearts in his eyes

✧ if you're ever sarcastic or have the smallest bit of attitude with him you best believe he has some stupid snarky comment to say back

✧ if he hears you playing guitar he will always be there to listen even if you're just strumming the strings he will be absolutely memorized

✧ show him some of your writings and he will read them through fully even if he doesn't enjoy reading he will read it all just because you wrote it

✧ if you give him a sketch of yours you better believe he is hanging it up somewhere like a proud mother

✧ he will TRY to help you when you're baking. keep in mind TRY. he would probably mix up salt and sugar...but he enjoys just being able to spend time with you and doing what you like doing

✧ as for love languages he loves when you do anything for him. he will be super happy even if it's the smallest thing you do he will just be the happiest guy ever.

✧ if you ever compliment him he will always try to act nonchalant about it but he will always be pink in the ears

✧ as I mentioned before he will always reassure you in whatever you need but he will also complement you whenever he feels like it which is usually at the most random times

✧ when you two go on your first date he will be such a nervous wreck

✧ he most likely has sweat palms and hands

✧ he was probably ranting and panicking to Osamu because he wanted everything to go perfect

✧ he would also try to pick the best cafe ever and make sure that you would like it too

✧ I think at the end of the date he realizes he panicked over nothing because everything went smoothly without even trying

✧ definitely rants to Osamu about your guys date

✧ when you two go on a second date at the amusement park he is more calm and not as panicky as before

✧ although he will act like he is not scared of all the giant roller coasters he will shit his pants if you make him get on a a scary one

✧ overall I think you and Atsumu Miya would have a very nice relationship and would balance each other out and get along very well

hi anon!! I hope you enjoyed this I was having a hard time choosing between Atsumu and Semi but I went along with Atsumu. I really do hope you liked it and sorry it took me so long I kept accidentally refreshing my page on my computer so I rewrote this like 3 times.. I really do hope you like it though and don't be scared to request again!

[totalfknloser]

bad news.. no deathgasm sequel

good news... maybe smut for mr. skullfucker hunter sylvester

(only if u are so inclined ofc)

UGH IM SO SAD ABOUT THE NO SECOND PIECE TO DEATHGASM! anyway

yes i love hunter! just as a warning if i ever write gay smut for him i’d like to say i’m not into gay men because i am a demi girl aka pretty much a chick at least in my experience besides me randomly identifying as a more masculine gender ANYWAY and PERSONALLY IN MY OPINION i think fujoshis/girls who fetishize/who are into gay men are kinda.. interesting�� (i’m saying they’re kinda weird lol) BUT THATS JUST ME! i’d just write gay stuff for him only if people have asked me too because i like pleasing people LOL i’m not into it personally. i don’t like gay men romantically or sexually but do i like them as people? yes gay men r awesome! anyway onto the writing! also i forgot what hunters symbol is so if i get it mixed up with brodie’s symbol my apologies lol.

SMUUUT SMUT!! also headcanons because i’m better at those but if u want a fanfic pls ask! :3

♬ *+. ♬ *+.

♬ Hunter is long and thin in his pants just like his body!! (yes he’s a lanky mf i just know it) anyway 6.5? 7?

♬ i’m p sure (i can’t remember) hunter is a mega virgin but either way i think that he would be TERRIFIED to have sex

♬ he jerks off to music no way he doesn’t lol!! idk what kind tho tbh

♬ he’s responsive. he moans. he whimpers. i just know it. I JUST KNOW IT.

♬ he would shake out of nervousness at first i feel

♬ he would fuck to music too

♬ i think he would have a choking kink tbh let me just list the kinks i think he would have because personally i’d believe he’s kinda kinky (these r directed at him receiving)

• choking as i said

• kinda KINDA degrading

• BIG ON PRAISE

• i wouldn’t say he’s huge on it but i’ll say that he’s def there for it but restraints works

• i think he would fw blindfolds and gags

• other shit i can’t remember because as much as i am kinky, i do not remember all mine LOL

♬ switch! i think slightly more on the submissive side.

♬ I think he would be into super soft, slow, romantic sex.

♬ he keeps a pair of hand cuffs (that’s so Zakk because i’m p sure he has hand cuffs in his room if i remember right and Eddie munson coded. what’s up with all the hot metalheads having hand cuffs?) if he needs em iykwim

♬ he would fucking hate hair pulling i’m sorry i just think he would be like “NO MY WONDERFUL LUXURIOUS LOCKS!” because i believe he’s rlly into self care like everyone else who writes for hunter thinks lmao

♬ *+. ♬ *+.

I ALWAYS HAVE MORE HEAD CANONS FOR HUNTER CAUSE I DONT GET THAAAT MANY ASKS FOR HIM SO FEEL FREE TO ASK FOR MORE!!

[bookishfeylin]

What do you think about the whole “Tamlin was in love with the idea of Feyre” ?

I don’t really understand it tbh and I’d like to hear your thoughts.

Also here’s a kiss 😽 I hope you’re having a fantastic day.

Thank you love!

So I feel like I have to explain what that means first before fully debunking it. In short, THAT SIDE of the fandom feels that Tamlin loves a version of Feyre that wants to be coddled and taken care of and protected and provided for--aka a version of Feyre who no longer exists in ACOMAF--hence why he cannot stand and adjust to her change post-UTM when she suddenly wants a more adventurous life. Feyre herself thinks this in ACOMAF, mentioning that Tamlin being a provider+protector suited "who she was before" but not who she is now, which according to her is (one of the many reasons) why they were incompatible:

“I’m thinking that I was a lonely, hopeless person, and I might have fallen in love with the first thing that showed me a hint of kindness and safety. And I’m thinking maybe he knew that—maybe not actively, but maybe he wanted to be that person for someone. And maybe that worked for who I was before. Maybe it doesn’t work for who—what I am now.” (ACOMAF Chapter 15)

This idea, that Feyre just wants a soft life essentially where she can relax and not be burdened with being the caregiver and even be taken care of herself, where she can be given kindness and safety, is also alluded to in book one:

Sometimes I would even indulge in envisioning a day when my sisters were married and it was only me and Father, with enough food to go around, enough money to buy some paint, and enough time to put those colors and shapes down on paper or canvas or the cottage walls. (ACOTAR Chapter 1)

[Tamlin] came a step closer, as if forcibly leaving behind the dark, sad stain of what had happened to Lucien, and the starlight danced in his eyes as he said, “What would be enough to make you happy?” I blushed from my neck to the top of my head. “I—I don’t know.” It was true—I’d never given that sort of thing any thought beyond getting my sisters safely married off and having enough food for me and my father, and time to learn to paint. (ACOTAR Chapter 18)

[Tamlin] was quiet as we turned down another sun-drenched marble hallway, and I dared to look at him. I found him carefully studying me, his lips in a thin line. “Has anyone ever taken care of you?” he asked quietly. “No.” I’d long since stopped feeling sorry for myself about it. (ACOTAR Chapter 12)

So Feyre does want a quieter life where she can focus on herself rather than being busy caring for other people, and Tamlin feels pity for her that she can't get that life, indicating there is some basis for the fandom's idea. But there are several problems with this per canon itself, the first being that no, Feyre did not fall in love for the "first creature" who was kind to her. If that were true, then she would've fallen in love with Isaac Hale first, not Tamlin. The second reason is that this is not why Tamlin fell in love with Feyre? Like he explicitly did not fall for her because he saw a dainty feminine object he could protect and provide for. Aside from Feyre spending 90% of their romance wearing pants and plotting, scheming, and running around planting snares, stealing knives and shit... That's not why Tamlin falls for Feyre.

“I wonder if your family realizes it,” he murmured. “That everything you’ve done wasn’t about that promise to your mother, or for your sake, but for theirs.” I said nothing, not trusting my voice to keep my shame hidden. “I know—I know that when I said it earlier, it didn’t come out well, but I could help you write—” “Leave me alone,” I said. I was almost through the door when I ran into someone—into him. I stumbled back a step. I’d forgotten how fast he was. “I’m not insulting you.” His quiet voice made it all the worse. “I don’t need your help.” “Clearly not,” he said with a half smile. But the smile faded. “A human who can take down a faerie in a wolf’s skin, who ensnared the Suriel and killed two naga on her own…” He choked on a laugh, and shook his head. The firelight danced along his mask. “They’re fools. Fools for not seeing it." (ACOTAR Chapter 16)

“I never knew,” Tamlin said from behind me, “that humans were capable of …” He trailed off as I turned, the hand I’d put on my throat sliding down to my chest, where my heart roared with a fierce sort of joy and grief and overwhelming humility—humility before that magnificent art. (ACOTAR Chapter 19)

Tamlin is impressed by her overall badassery and her willingness to self-sacrifice per quote 1 and per quote 2 he loved her artistic soul. And most importantly:

He picked up the small painting of the frozen forest and examined it again. “I’ve had many lovers,” he admitted. “Females of noble birth, warriors, princesses …” Rage hit me, low and deep in the gut at the thought of them—rage at their titles, their undoubtedly good looks, at their closeness to him. “But they never understood. What it was like, what it is like, for me to care for my people, my lands. What scars are still there, what the bad days feel like.” That wrathful jealousy faded away like morning dew as he smiled at my painting. “This reminds me of it.” "Of what?" I breathed. He lowered the painting, looking right at me, right into me. "That I'm not alone." (ACOTAR Chapter 22)

He loves her because she also understands the burden of responsibility in a way few others do, that he's not alone in that feeling.

And we get this quote:

Faintly, echoing into my world of slumber, he spoke again, his breath caressing my ear. “You’re exactly as I dreamed you’d be, too.” Darkness swallowed everything. (ACOTAR Chapter 23)

I also have a lot of feelings about what that quote means because WE NEVER GET AN EXPLANATION FOR TAMLIN DREAMING ABOUT FEYRE. So apparently Feyre's aforementioned snare planting and knife stealing and scheming to escape and constantly disobeying things he asks her to do to stay safe and whatnot does not manage to dissuade Tamlin from finding her attractive! Not at all, actually, in fact she's ~the girl of his dreams~ And:

“I love you,” he whispered, and kissed my brow. “Thorns and all.” (ACOTAR Chapter 27)

Idk y'all I don't think "I love you thorns and all" means "I only love you if you fulfill my fantasies of being a perfect obedient housewife despite there being 0 evidence of you displaying any remotely housewife-like tendencies, least of all being obedient" but that's just me. That quote is... incredibly significant but I've seen the larger fandom mostly ignore it like they ignore the rest of book one.

I guess what I'm trying to say is: book 1 Feyre is cool and does some wild shit and Tamlin sees her doing wild shit and is like "yep. That's the one for me. My dream gal <3" and ignoring this to push forward a "Tamlin never loved the real Feyre" narrative ignores what Feyre was actually like when Tamlin fell in love with her in the first place and what they actually bonded over.

[uriekukistan]

Hi!! I saw the character ask thing and was wondering if you would answer for Megumi? :D Questions 1-15 (if you feel up to it)!! <3 I literally love him so much and ik from your blog that you do too ! :) (btw loving your itafushi week works!! 🖤)

hiii thank you for the ask and im glad youre loving my itafushi week fics :3 hope youre doing well !!

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

i looooveeee everything abt him tbh, but i think probably the thing that makes me the most fond of him is that he reminds me a lot of myself in the way he processes things and makes decisions, sorting them into good or bad

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

hmmm idk if it’s my top fav thing abt him but i love his technique and the way he uses it. especially the shadow inventory and when he stores himself in it? so cool. ig its more when he sets his mind to it, he’s crazy powerful. underrated fr.

3. Least favorite canon thing about this character?

i cant say im a fan of the position he’s in but at the same time i appreciate the narrative choice. wouldn’t ask for things to change, i just wish he was suffering less.

4. If you could put this character in any other media, be it a book, a movie, anything, what would you put them in?

i’ve been writing him in a tokyo ghoul crossover fic recently if that counts

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

rn…avalanche by bring me the horizon

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

a lot tbh….lets go w we’re both more reserved, a bit avoidant, and keep our feelings hidden 88% of the time (the right person can see through)

7. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you like?

i love when ppl show him as like. the type to subtly show he cares like acts of service type and then he acts like nothing happened. canon. to me.

8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?

WHEN THEY HATE HIM FOR NO REASON & BLAME HIM FOR THE EVENTS OF JJK LIKE THATS SO WRONG & INCORRECT HES JUST A KID DOING HIS BEST AND MOST OF YHE PPL SHITTING ON HIM WOULDNT LAST TWO MINUTES AS HIM. or when they make mahoraga jokes that are just tasteless, midgumi, potential man, nah i’d give up….im in your walls

9. Could you be roommates with this character?

like. if i had to yeah. we both prefer our own space so it could probably work but it also might be a bit awkward. gonna go with if we were already friends before we became roommates, yes. if not, then no bc neither of us would ever speak, and you gotta be able to communicate w your roommates

10. Could you be best friends with this character?

yes, if there was a “facilitator” friend. like we need the local extrovert to get us to hang out first or we’d never even become acquainted

11. Would you date this character?

no. one he’s a minor two i dont like men like that

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

recently i have been writing abt bassist megumi, so im thinking he air guitars while he’s listening to music when hes alone in his room. or air drums maybe. won’t sing along out loud bc the walls are thin, but if he did, he’d have a nice voice.

13. What's an emoji, an emoticon and/or any symbol that reminds you of this character or you think the character would use a lot?

i think he would not use emojis or emoticons when texting but maybe he’d adopt the ‘:)’ bc yuuji kept asking if he was mad (gojo would also ask, but megumi’s not gonna change his habits for that). (￣^￣)ゞ but this is megumi

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

basic but color coordinated, baggy, no patterns, mostly darker colors (black, green, & blue - royal blue not navy). sweaters & jackets most of the time w jeans or just regular pants. he’s cold easily so wears this in the summer too. getting rid of his canon shoes and giving him vans or doc martens oxfords.

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

ITAFUSHI <3333333333 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH its like. semi not normal but idc.

[jack-kellys]

i said i’d post more notes so here are some MORE uk notes, organized enough for u to skip to whichever part u wanna read first. main hits in order are:

1. delanceys as a whole actually

2. jack and physicality (bodily and visually)

3. davey and leaders

4. ensemble notes at the end. here we go!

also all my other analyses so far r linked at the bottom <3 go look

~the delancey brothers!~

so help me i love these guys. i hate them so much and i rly don’t think they’ve been this evil before, like i think. they were more of a cartoonish school bully kind of threat.. but like. nah dude. these are strikebreakers. and they act like it.

they are both taller than essentially all of the newsies except davey. which idt has been true in the past but is significant based on the fact that jack kelly is usually cast always under 5’10 i THINK.. to show he’s still a kid. these delanceys just look bigger, and are older. they don’t interact as much with anyone wearing knickers instead of full-length pants. except.

when each newsie goes up to grab their papers, oscar does a different mean thing to LITERALLY EACH ONE OF THEM. he’ll drop them, or fake a kid out (his fake out w/ buttons has made me jump each time i’ve sat close enough in woodside LMAO he nearly hits him!!), or hold the papers away from them, or push them into their chest. or just give them a sneer. like he is just awful LMFAO

another thing is that they smile very easily when they are doing horrible things. it’s so fucking cool HAHAH but ok lemme go chronologically i’ll speak on dis later

when jack is writing up on the chalkboard, he’s not fighting some guy- it’s oscar, dude. jack and oscar literally go at it, and jack is so physical in this show so when he’s fighting his whole body is fighting. jack shoves oscar down onto the stairs, oscar gets up and tries to grab him but jack SHOVES HIS ENTIRE FOOT into oscar’s stomach and literally pushes him with everything he’s got and oscar tumbles into the stairs, knocking more wind out of him, and is coughing and shit all while “strike!” goes up on the board. god. it rly is the way jack has to put his whole body into making sure oscar can’t get up… it must be an even fight normally

when -5 newsies show up to the gate and they have the “ahh oscar we got bum information” it’s like… they don’t have to intimidate to intimidate. “my skull bustin’ arm” isn’t cartoonish, bro, it’s a fucking fact. and then oscar just laughs, and it’s not evil it’s like bc this is genuinely fun and amusing to him that they are going to kick some kid ass. man!

and then they do i mean i think it’s brass knuckles to the face that take crutchie out… they might kick him too. idr i’m watching all the kids run for their lives during the fight tbh.

MORE IMPORTANTLY, THEY SHOW UP WITH BATS. and it’s not like. a little stage combat bop to the face via a wrist motion— morris at least is swinging with two hands at these kids like he’s tryna hit a home run. it’s choreographed well obv, so he doesn’t even have to slow his swing it’s literally a straight up… if a kid got hit with that they’d be down for the rest of the strike. period bro. it’s kinda fuckin terrifying.

act 2 baby! pulitzer’s office. when pulitzer is extorting jack, when he says “oh, but it’s not right to condemn that little cr*ppled boy to conditions like those…” oscar. fucking. looks over to his brother. and smiles. no it was not a one night thing either. it is every. time. pulitzer mentions crutchie. and it’s chilling, it’s slow and knowing and BAD ASF !! then they haul jack off.

he’s taken upstage behind the scaffolding towers while pulitzer sings the rest of the reprise, but there’s enough light to see what’s going on between the three of them. and what’s going on is that jack is held to the wall while the delanceys take turns punching him. like. whole-shoulder-into-it hits. in the ribs so no one can visually see. oh. my. god. they wrench him downstage and toss him to the ground, jack actually falling and sliding (unlike….proshot where jerjor stumbles to the ground ig) onto his stomach during “we’ve been given discretion..” (discretion only, which is why they rough jacks up privately as he technically hasn’t given the brothers a reason to smack him around..) jack looks like he’s about to get up when my perhaps my favorite detail in the show happens. everyone listen closely:

oscar puts his foot down, on jack’s shoulder. his right shoulder. the shoulder of which fic writers and headcanoners for years have been including as some place where jack has chronic pain after an injury. and michael does a few shoulder moments through the show if you’re really looking (not as obv as jerjor but more natural maybe) and like. and oscar stands on it and pushes jacks back to the ground. holy FUCKING SHIT! ITS!!!! ITS THERE!!! our fucking!! the Thing!!!!! the fucking lore bro like does oscar know it’s sensitive for jack… duuuude. evil delanceys best delanceys

anyway they literally rock. pay attention to them onstage if u can! also the actors r quite funny together and they often do a bull-and-cape bows choreo thing w/ george running thru alex’s mimed cape <3

speaking of jack though, …jack!!

im not making this up jack does tilt davey’s chin up at some point i just don’t remember when… it has to be sometime on seize the day. it’s.. i don’t think i’m making this up.

he does make a point of tilting… might’ve been romeo’s chin up during the seize the day speech during “ain’t no crime to being poor,” and jack makes a movement for the kid to hold his head up. ugh. jack’s pride through this show is a wild wild journey because all it really is.. is within other people. god. god…

another big jack thing as i like to yell abt is his physicality.. when he’s impressed he’s soft and when he needs to get something out of someone or get them away from him he’s distinctly rougher. his physical action is also quite purposeful and feels less reactive than it does like… thought through. even when he’s tugging himself away from les even it’s like an “oh, get off of me already”. it’s a slow, sort of just sick-of-it motion, it’s a wind-up into pulling his arm away (oh this could. be because it’s his bad shoulder and oscar had dug his heel into it the night before. hold tf on WOAH WOAH!!!! rizz ghost-directed this production fr) before of course he realizes it’s les. like it’s very clear he’d be the type to hide an injury really well and then when he lets himself feel it he feels it.

continuing the end of the rally though oh my god. he basically stands upstage center as everyone passes him. everyone he’s ever known passes him and insults him and shoves him but what’s interesting is like. the money is still in his hand. and no one takes it. idk it’s just cool. but literally everyone has words to say to him (well, some spit at him), because honestly, jack said words to them.

significantly, and i can’t stress this enough, jack is an extremely good observer and because of this he does think before he speaks.. in a way. he bases it around a person for sure though, specifically: during the seize the day speech, he goes up to race (he makes his rounds through the whole stage during this part, getting to speak to every newsie on stage. it’s really.. ah, moving, tbh) when he says “they are slaving to support themselves, and their folks” BECAUSE he’d been seeing race and davey not get along (hello to my post about that) through most of the show.. because of davey’s privilege of having a home. inversely, during the rally ‘speech’ jack says “how long can you go without making money” to fucking tommy boy, WHO HAD BEEN A SCAB. tommy literally stands up from the ladder he’s sitting on too bc literally how dare jack… like that is SO. specific.

^but, it also shows that jack definitely knows the methodology of trying to win people over. he knows how to be persuasive, he just obviously isn’t at the rally bc he’d been even more persuasive during seize the day.

• caveat. race is literally so fun to watch during the rally. because he quite literally is only here for the cause because of jack, like if jack wasn’t leading it… idt he’d be in support of it. (especially based on his dislike of davey). he does this “oh my god” of disbelief when jack says to vote no, shaking his head and laughing a little. it’s just. horrified. and it’s gradual too, like he slowly realizes what is going on, that jack is selling out vs. being genuine. ugh. love this racetrack so much but anyway

davey’s shove to jack when he goes to get les is like so small and light in the way of like. not wanting to touch him. because WWH reprise had been filled to the brim of davey touching jack and now davey can barely even fathom it. god they are so going out. also i think it’s interesting that dave and les are the ones to take on and off jack’s newsie square mural, since they’re the only two who have been in the know of jack’s talent since towards the start of the show (meddas)… cool choice.

santa fe for this jack feels the least tangible, like it’s very much in his mind. from it being ingrained in the set, and certainly the moon expanding and practically consuming him from behind, it’s very… dreamlike and visual. when davey walks in on jack painting he’s like “ohhhh is that santa fe. lmao.” LIKE?? it’s very not real in this which is interesting. because jack is very very good at running in this. so it’s cool that this rly is the one time he can’t (when he wants to).

also it rly is the way that the mics caught the ripping noises when jack is taking off the portraits from his penthouse’s overhang… the slow one at the end of “ you stole for those boys, didn’t you?” whew. and he looks at it. and then hides it. god

also, and i’m realizing this hasn’t been canon before: jack is packing a bag to literally leave. he has the money, he kept the jacobs out of jail, he has to go. because his pride does reside in others, and when there seems to be no one left, he has to leave. of course he does. god…

davey time.

the holding of davey’s head is after world will know while the tables are being set up. finally nailed down when tf this happens lmao

“oh, wow… well. you’re really good.” davey covers up when he’s impressed in favor of a statement of fact. he doesn’t like giving away his position, even when it’s not about the strike (/this foreshadows his hesitancy in the next scene, and his statements of facts about how strikes work accidentally backfiring as a stalling tactic and turn into actual reasons to strike).

davey laughs when he’s nervous, which makes when he’s smiling and when he’s not.. quite stark. his resting face is a little inquisitive frown, like he’s always kind of listening. but yeah for his spotlight at the rally he literally is like “oh haha! um- umm, haha— NEWSIESOFNEWYORK. haha! ummm, we got kids from- from every neighborhood!!” i love him. just the concept of meaning what you say so much that it needs to come out of you no matter what form it takes. @we-are-inevitable and i have talked abt poet!davey before and yeah it was uk davey who it stemmed from for a reason.

the role call moment in seize the day is cringe but genuinely davey’s will never not make me laugh bc like HE THINKS it’s cringe too. but what he also does is not call himself david. he says davey. during a role call. names. and it’s davey. do y’all understand

i actually will probably never shut up about crutchie’s open arms to davey after the refuge and davey rly just falling into it my god.. it makes me so emotional. and they talk for so long…

• to this point, i think it’s rly interesting how leaders, specifically, gravitate towards davey. charlie is talking to the guy upon impact- after world will know the two of them are borderline speaking over jack.. the blocking has charlie turned inward towards davey while sitting on the table, which blocks jack off. race argues with davey partway thru the pre-seize the day scene enough so for jack to push race back. and spot LOVES davey. he’ll try to look toward jack and she will bring him right back down to her level and get him looking at her again and they RUN OFF WITHOUT HIM even though they’re all headed to the same place. like lmao. davey is built to lead and engage, there is just something within his nature that is desperate to come out that all the other leaders tease out in different ways. tbh katherine too. DEFINITELY katherine too, since they’re attached at the hip.

we end the davey section with a javid moment idr if i’ve mentioned or not: when jack sets the deal to buy back papers with pulitzer, the transition back to newsie square is davey running. running to jack, katherine a ways behind, and grabbing jack’s shoulders with his eyes widened. well? and jack kinda shrugs, he’s playing it cool before he just grins, and davey rattles jack’s arms before they like. their hug is so close and intimate and rough and davey shoves jack into him, it’s the kind of hug that rocks them side to side a bit. my god. it’s unbelievable. can’t believe they got away w that level of homo onstage <3

speaking of homos im gonna go thru some ensemble quick stuff

albert and crutchie are close friends in this which is so cool. albert is also like consistently the one to pick anyone up off the ground, be it crutchie or les or another kid. it’s just what he does and it helps to not single out crutchie as well. he’s just so helpful and unhinged. like what a weird fucking paring he’s so crazy LMAO

finch is the one who starts the boos during the rally, loud and abrasive and angry. he and race are standing at manhattan with… ooh. idk. it might be splasher but literally do not quote me. finch is just so abrasive through this whole show i fucking love him. loud weirdo

mike is the angriest newsie in town. he is always yelling before a dance break

every time jojo and jack interact it’s like he’s picking up his baby brother or he’s hugging him etc and it like literally makes me emotional lololol. wow

jack bromage was fully back as tommy boy for my show (he’d been out for a bit/doing partial things bc of an injury!!) and THANK GOD because he is. and i’ve been over this but he is literally so cool LMAO he is For The Cause.

buttons is literally so cool in this despite his name. he steals from a vendor before getting the other newsie he’s with to toss their fruit to a sitting-alone splasher, his bit with the delanceys gets him pissed, he’s just consistently ready to actually throw hands and appreciate him for it. kind of serves uhhh livesies tommy boy energy which is fantastic

henry just has a lot more lines in this which surprises me every time. either that or he talks a lot just when he’s onstage LMAO

specs kind of always either literally leads or encourages the movement when newsies are in the aisles/city alleyways, which makes sense— of course the lookout would know the city back and forth!! god! i love him. i do wish we had a black actor again but sam is very sweet <3

that’s all! i say, having done another multiple thousand-word analysis post. thanks for joining me once again gents.

my past analyses have been about:

the show at large +principal characters,

davey,

something to believe in’s new perspective,

other general notes/characterizations,

and racetrack!

[redactedparx]

so… guys… i was almost barricade at last night(boston)‘s show and

dear god

j everything b also there was this one bit where someone was trying to pass him a bracelet thru the crowd and their friends were pointing to them and awsten totally called them out and started teasing them like

and then they dropped it and he was like “you really want to give that to me? after it’s been on the dirty beer ground? you really think i want that?” and i just ab died

he was so mean teasing humiliating them i need him to mean dom me so bad

‘you really think you deserve my cock baby? why don’t you prove it’ i alr p much lost my voice from screaming last night it wouldn’t hurt if he fucked my throat until i couldn’t speak at all.

need him to throw me around while he degrades me

awsten please just one chance pleas

he did a lot of that kind of teasing/lightheartedly insulting some ppl in the crowd. sm had a sign that said ‘bring back felony steve’ and the writing was like thin and awsten was first like ‘what? what does that say?’ and then once the crowd shouted it to him he was like “that’s what it says? you wrote that in fucking mechanical pencil get a thick marker jesus christ” awsten pls make fun of me i’ll come in my pants

also earlier in the show sm next to me had a sign that said ‘#1 GEOFF FAN’ like printed out arial font and huge and he pointed it out and was like ‘geoff! geoff look! ugh he doesn’t pay attention he doesn’t live in the moment always on that fuckin phone’ and i shit you not geoff fucking BLUSHED kms

o also then every one started chanting that geoff was a screenager so real tbh

geoff also got like 3 different points of ppl chanting his name and otto only got one 😶 sorry otto

side note their insta otto’s so in his slut era recently/pos

there was also a point where awsten was making fun of lucas for being shy and there was sm about a bet where awsten and geoff would pay him to do sm and they kept trying to get him to do it and then lucas said ‘geoff isn’t gonna pay me he told me’ and awsten was just like “did you just call geoff a liar??!” and have everyone boo then he was like cheer if i’m a perfect angel precious baby boy who can do no wrong (or sm w that vibe everyone was screaming too loud for me to rly hear) what if i died

him being teasing like that and going back to his like ego thing the whole time he’s so hot i need him to tell me he’s better than me

at some point right after lucas went on stage to test the mic ect before parx came on i think sm behind me was like ‘is it just me or is one of the security guys rly hot’ and i just turned around and went ‘you mean lucas??!!’ i don’t think they were talking about him b that was so funny to me and lucas is soooo hot

someone got a shirt thrown on stage for awsten that said ‘I FUCK FISH’ and he was like “you guys really want me to wear this?! on top of everything??!”(overalls and long sleeve t) and yes he did wear it p much the whole show(GOD he must have been so sweaty after) and then at one point he went onto the drum riser and was like “otto would you rather fuck a swordfish or a flounder?” then pointed the mic at him and otto j giggled and said “i’d rather play fuck about it!” and idk why but that was just so hot to me

o also during loveless’s set julian got rid of a coat(?) or am and threw it side stage and i saw sm catch it and julian was like “thank you so much love you for that” and i SWEAR TO GOD it was otto like it so looked like him i was far away and he was in the dark so i couldn’t 100% see him b i SWEAR i SWEAR it was otto

i don’t have any specific geoff moments i can talk about i think but he was just unfairly gorgeous handsome pretty the whole time i lost my mind.

geoff is the hottest to me b GODDAMN awstens fuckin demeanor Fucked Me Up i can’t stop thinking about it now

-spiral

<3

[whatislovevavy]

IV. Nomex and Clothes Hangers

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x afab!pilot!reader 

Word Count: 6.1k

Series Summary: Mustang and Hangman have had sexual tension since the night they met at the Hard Deck at the start of a high-risk assignment. Each interaction further solidifies your callsign in the best ways. 

Warnings: Sexual tension, swearing, smitten and sexually frustrated Hangman, swearing, smut 18+

Author’s note: So this was my intended last part of the story but I like writing for them so let me know if you’d be interested in more parts and drabbles/oneshots of their relationship, I’d be down to write when I’m free to:) Thank you so much for reading this far:) It means the world to me :) I honestly didn’t think anyone would want to read this tbh. I’d like to thank @sebsxphia for betaing (?) this part of this fic as well as just being really sweet :) 

I will be going through my followers and accounts that leave notes, especially on parts that contain smut, and if the blog doesn’t have an age on it, the blog will be blocked.  

All of my writings will be added to my writing side blog @sophs-writing-nook​ 

These characters, except for Mustang, are obviously not my own. This is an 18+ fanfic so minors scoot pls. You are responsible for the media you consume. Do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate this fic without my explicit permission as it is my own creation. 

Happy reading :)

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Jake started to stir, his hips unconsciously thrusting softly. A groan left his throat as he opened his eyes, adjusting to the sunrise filtering through the blinds, bathing your morning hair, sweet eyes, and saliva-glazed lips as you sucked the tip of his cock, hands working the base under the early morning light. 

Fuck. You looked so beautiful like this. 

He didn't know how he got on his back without waking up, the last thing he remembered was laying his head on your stomach, relishing in the feel of your fingers working his scalp, and soft lips on his forehead.

The same soft fingers and lips that were working his cock so exquisitely.

He wasn't going to complain, he'd love to wake up like this every morning instead of his alarm.

Shit, why hadn't his alarm gone off?

You saw a flash of panic through his aroused eyes as he looked to his side for his alarm clock.

Taking your lips off him, letting your hand continue to lazily stroke him, "relax cowboy, we don't have to get up for another 20 minutes."

Relief flooded his features as he let out a soft sigh of relief, letting his head lean back against the pillow, his eyes closing in bliss. His hand weaved into your hair, making a makeshift ponytail in his large hand cradling the back of your head as you returned your mouth to his length.

"Damn, honey, you really know how to treat a guy huh?" He asked breathlessly, quiet moans leaving his mouth.  

You smirked a bit, letting his length slip out of your mouth with a 'pop'.

"I just wanted to reward you for all your hard work yesterday and make you feel good before we head out on the tarmac today," you purred. 

You smiled, feeling his cock twitch in your hand.

Placing a kiss to his tip, relishing in the hiss that left his lips as you encased your lips around his length, starting to bob your head along the expanse of sensitive, soft skin. You let your hands roam the tops and insides of his muscular thighs, feeling his hips twitch at the attention. 

You moaned at the taste of him, feeling his fingers start to entangle tighter in your hair, softly guiding your head movements.

"Fuck princess, just like that… you're doing such a good job, so good… fuck," he gritted out, his eyebrows pinched together, mouth parted as soft pants left his lips. 

Your eyes met his, winking at him before giving his tip a particularly harsh suck, caressing the prominent vein on the underside with your tongue. 

You moaned around his length as you felt him twitch on your tongue, groaning and hissing as he felt himself get closer to his finish. 

"Fuck sweetheart, I'm so close, so close. Fuck! Can I come in your mouth, honey? Please?" He whined, his hips starting to rock into your mouth.

You felt so much pride that you could make this cocky, self-assured, tall, hunk of muscle putty in your hands and whine. 

As you pulled off him, his soft groans of protest made you smile, "of course baby," you smirked, bringing him back to your mouth.

Jake felt his eyes clench shut as his breathing stuttered, his hips thrusting sporadically towards your mouth. You pinned his hips to the bed as you brought him to the back of your throat, feeling your jaw ache but focusing your tongue on the now bulging vein on the underside of his cock. 

He felt his vision start to get hazy, the balloon of Jake’s core close to popping. 

"Fuck I'm gonna come, sweets… shit! Fu-," he groaned, cut off by a deep moan leaving his chest as he felt himself release on your tongue.

You moaned at the taste of him, eyes closing as you swallowed around his length, feeling his release sputter against the back of your throat. 

Swallowing the last of his release, you cleaned his tip with your tongue.

Placing a kiss to his tip, you tucked him back into his boxers, softly smiling at his hazy expression.

Jake felt his breath start to catch up with him, his vision less cloudy, admiring your form rising up to tuck your legs underneath you, messy hair framing your face wonderfully as you wiped the last bit of saliva from the corner of your mouth with the back of your hand. 

"I hope that was ok… never woken anyone up like that before." You sheepishly admitted, face flushing a bit. 

His brows furrowed in confusion and scoffed. 

"Hope that was ok? Sweets, I need you to listen to me very carefully. That was probably the best head I've ever gotten. I'm fully inviting you to do that anytime you'd like," he said sternly with a smile blossoming on his face as your embarrassed expression faded. 

"Now get up here sweetheart," he said playfully, grabbing your hips to straddle his own, smiling as you let out a laugh, bringing his lips to yours.

— 

You followed your Nomex-clad teammates into the lounge, Jake a few heads in front. Maverick had taken the first group to the tarmac while the rest of the group made their way to the air-conditioned reprieve from the North Island heat. 

You were able to quietly step into your shared dorm after your morning activities with Jake while Phoenix showered. You grabbed your clothes, changed, and applied concealer to the love bites Jake left along your neck as quickly as you could, but you knew Natasha would pull you aside later and interrogate you about your evening activities. 

"Jesus, what happened in here," Payback said making his way to examine the pool table that had scratch marks on the felt as well as the obvious smell of sex still permeating the room.

You and Jake made eye contact for a moment, a smirk darting across his face but quickly dissolving back to his neutral expression.

It wasn't fast enough to escape Phoenix's inquisitive gaze, as her eyes subtly darted between the two of you. 

"Looks like someone had fun in here last night, could hear them yesterday when Harvard and I got back from the Hard Deck," Fanboy shared with evident discomfort.

You felt a bit of guilt for making your teammates uncomfortable, but in the moment you couldn't have found yourself caring under Jake's ministrations. 

Phoenix's eyes scanned the room, honing in on the best guess of the cause of the current state of the lounge. "Hey Bagman, where'd you get those marks on your neck?" 

"Well, Payday, I got them from a lady friend I had over in my room last night. I'd be more than welcome to give you a few pointers if you're not familiar with the concept,” Payback scoffing and rolling his eyes at his usual antics.

You bit the inside of your cheek to prevent a smile from spreading across your face.

"Look we all know Hangman’s a whore, but he wouldn't do it here, he's got some class," Coyote defended, but honestly, he knew if anyone would do it here, it was him. 

You had to stop yourself from laughing along with his teammates when he looked offended.

"Whore? Some class? Thanks for your support, Coyote," he scoffed.

You smirked, dropping it as you felt Phoenix's eyes on you. She scrunched her eyebrows a bit, seeing through your concealer-covered lovebites, and swiftly moving her eyes to Jake's, then back to yours, silently but clearly asking, really? Him? You simply shrugged your shoulders slightly and gave her a small smile. She rolled her eyes, with a small smile gracing her features. 

The topic seemed to be put on pause as Mav's voice came through the radio, signaling it was time to pay attention and prepare yourself to give it your all. 

— 

As soon as training was over, you made a beeline for the showers to wash off the sweat and concealer mix dripping down your neck, revealing the purple passion-fueled bruises that painted your neck.  

You sighed as you felt the warm streams of water on your body and the fact you evaded your teammates from noticing your predicament. Well, except for Phoenix who merely smirked. 

"So, you gonna tell me what happened with you and Bagman since yesterday?" Phoenix's voice broke you from your thoughts, smirking.

"Depends, were you going to tell me about you and Rooster?"

"One, I asked first. Second, how'd you know about that?" Her surprised voice made you smile.

"We saw you guys in the hallway yesterday, and you're gonna have to be specific because a lot of things happened yesterday with me and Jake," you smiled to yourself. 

"Wait, what's going on with you and Bagman? And since when did you start calling him Jake," Halo inquired. 

You rolled your eyes at the secret greed for gossip they both harbored but rarely indulged in, chuckling as you prepared to tell your friends, and only female teammates, the tantalizing details that took place in the last 24 hours. 

"I fucking knew you both ruined the pool table!”

You and Halo laughed at her exclamation. 

"How'd you know it was us in the first place?"

"Well, one, Bagman has a certain aura after he’s slept with someone, kinda like how Ron Swanson would wear red the day after or how Maverick whistles He’s a Jolly Good Sailor after spending the night with Penny. And two, you both had so many hickies, which you need to get better at covering up," Phoenix scolded playfully.

You chuckled, trying to squash any insecurity from sprouting, "I'll keep that in mind."

"Wait, so he wants to show you his family farm back in Texas? And meet your horse back home? Damn, I've never seen him like that with anyone, but it does explain a lot," Phoenix stated from her locker a few doors down from you.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, for one, he's been less assholish to everyone, hasn't left anyone out to dry during training, and always asks about you and the way he was looking at you at the beach yesterday… he seems whipped, it's kind of refreshing, " Phoenix ended with a chuckle. 

You stayed silent taking in this new perspective, a small sense of relief flowing into your veins and settling in your heart. 

"Yeah, I gotta agree with Nat. But honestly, I'm still reeling at the fact that Hangman goes down on women. He really doesn't look the part." Halo ended with a laugh, Nat joining in.

You let out a snort, "yeah trust me I was pleasantly surprised as well." 

"On a side note, Halo, how come you ditched me at the beach yesterday?" You said with a humor-laced tone as you brushed your hair.

"I didn't ditch you, Rooster said you were catching a ride with him and Nat."

Phoenix’s eyes widened, "wait, Rooster told me that you were catching a ride with Halo."

You came to the same realization.

"That sly chicken, well I guess I’ll have to find a way to say thanks to him," you said chuckling along with them. 

"Hey, I know it's an unsaid rule that what's said in here stays in here, but I don't want to scare Jake if anybody says anything and since he technically didn't ask me to be his girlfriend, I really don't want to break his trust and assume things that aren't so," you said your voice tinged with uncertainty as you pulled your sweatshirt over your shoulders.

"Of course, we wouldn't tell anyone, and honestly… I think Bagman has said in every way except using the actual words that he wants to be with you, so I genuinely don't think you have anything to worry about," Halo reassured, Nat agreeing.

Her words helped ease your nerves as you gathered your belongings to head out of the locker room. 

"Ok that means a lot, when we get out, I want to hear about you and Rooster, promise?"

Halo let out an excited noise, "damn you too??? where's mine?" 

Phoenix let out a soft laugh, “of course, let's plan to hang out tonight sometime in our room"

You agreed, bidding them farewell. 

You made your way down the hall, passing the men's locker room. 

Startled by Fanboy's concerned voice, "Damn, Bagman, you looked like you got attacked." 

You wanted to, simultaneously, eavesdrop, but also respect Jake's privacy, but for the life of you, you couldn't move your feet that felt glued to the floor. 

"It's Hangman, Fangirl, and I will attest, she did quite the number on me," he smirked looking at the hickies on his neck, collarbones, and scratches traveling down his shoulders down his back in the mirror of his locker door.

Fanboy rolled his eyes, "you gonna tell us her name? How she was?" Payback asked 

"Well, boys, a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell, but if you must know, she was…whew, something close to wild… the scratches speak for themselves," he said with pride. 

"It's never stopped you before," Rooster chimed in with an amused expression on his face, knowing exactly who the lucky lady was.

"Well Rooster, this one is special," he said with a smile as he pulled his shirt on.

You felt your stomach flip at his words. A smile graced your lips as you heard his teammates' playful teasing, whip sound effects, and Jake's failed attempts at subduing them. 

Shaking your head, you smiled to yourself as you made your way toward the dorms. 

You settled yourself at your desk, working on a new drawing of Sweet Girl to decompress from the stressful training. 

A knock at your door pulled you from your drawing. A small part of you felt giddy as you strode to the door.

"Hey, darlin'."

A bright grin lit up your face as you came face to face with his comforting, bergamot scent, vibrant green eyes, and beautiful smile. His tanned form leaned against the door frame in his snug grey sweatpants and white undershirt that contrasted his skin wonderfully.

Damn him and his slutty, tanned waist.

"Hey yourself, cowboy," you said, pulling him into your room by the band of his pants.

You dragged him to your room, closing it behind you as you pushed him onto the bed, giggling at his widened eyes, crawling on top of him.

"Damn sweets, you've had me for the past day or so…" He said breathlessly as his hands caressed the smooth skin of your waist, peaking under your grey shirt. 

Rolling your eyes and smiling down at him, "oh don't act like this isn't what you wanted to do anyway." Leaning down and pecking his lips, moaning softly at the feel of him against you.

"Mhm, you're so right honey," mumbling into the kiss, "but, I actually wanted to talk to you about something." 

His eyes were graced with a foreign tinge of nervousness. Your eyebrows shot up, a small frown gracing your features as you moved your legs to sit beside him. 

"Oh, um…what did you wanna talk to me about?" You asked quietly.

Jake leaned on his elbows on your bed, looking at you appreciatively with a soothing smile on his face, before speaking. He sat up, taking both of your hands in his. 

"Well, I know that there have been doubts related to my intentions with you...”

His eyes were preoccupied with his hands as he rubbed yours with the pads of his thumbs as he continued.

His eyes washed with anxiety, shaking his head, “and… Fuck, I’m not great at talking about these things so I’m just gonna speak freely,” he took a small breath, closing his eyes. 

“When we met… all I wanted was for you to just be a one-night stand…”

Your eyebrows furrowed as a small scowl graced your lips, your hands tensing under his own. His eyes widened as his words met his own ears.

“Wait- before you say anything, let me finish…” his eyes pleading as he brought your hands between his and placed a kiss on them, making your scowl lift a bit.

“...and then I got to know you, to see you… Hear your laugh…How your eyes get all excited and bright when you talk about Sweet Girl… The compassion and leadership you show on and off the tarmac, especially to me when I didn’t deserve it… that fact you don’t take my shit and just throw it right back without a bat of an eye…The way you say my name...”

His eyes were intense as he let out a shaky breath, “I’ve learned a lot these past 3 weeks… mostly about how I’ve treated the people I fly with… but one of the most important things is that you're someone who is very special to me… and as much as that scares me, I can’t bring myself to turn away from you and bury thes- these feelings… I had this whole plan for after we got back from the mission to ask you with a nice dinner, flowers, and candles…”

He took a pause, his eyes tinged with red as a few tears pricked the corners of his eyes.

“But the only thing I could think about up in the air today is how much I would regret not asking you before then, really asking you, especially if something happened to either of us… I want to do all the things that make a relationship… build a relationship with you. I want the full nine yards with you, Mustang, for as long as I can.”

His eyes examined every feature of your face, “Sweetheart, honey… would you let me have the honor of calling you, my girlfriend?”

Jake bit the inside of his cheek as he watched your face carefully for any sign of negative emotions in your answer. 

His display of emotion pained your heart. You hadn’t considered the possibility that you or Jake wouldn’t make it home. Maybe a small part of your brain did that on purpose. 

A solemn expression covered your features as tears started to haze your vision. 

His smile on his face started to lift as a megawatt smile broke your face as you nodded, thumbs coming up to wipe away his tears. 

"Yes, of course, Jake. I'd love that very much," you felt your smile grow tenfold, your cheeks starting to ache as you felt a few tears drip down your face. You made a mental note to thank Rooster with a pot of your ‘famous’ farm chili. 

His expression mirrored yours as his dimples showed, crow’s feet forming at the edges of his bright eyes. His thumbs came up to swipe away tears under your eyes.

"Can I kiss you, honey?"

You nodded, "of course, you don't even have to ask."

His hand carefully intertwined with your soft hair as he pulled your lips towards his, groaning at the tender feel of your lips on his.

His other hand grasped your waist, pulling your body to straddle his as he lazily made out with you.

You moaned against him, as your hands clutched his hair, feeling his wide hands cradle your ass.

"Hey Mustang, it's Phe. Can we talk? I know Bagman is in there with you."

You both shot away from the other, eyes wide. You scrambled off of him to sit beside him as he sat up, readjusting his hair.

"Sure come on in," you said trying to make your voice less breathless. 

She opened the door, putting up a faux disappointed look at both of you guys' obvious rushed attempt to not look like teenagers that were a few seconds away from being caught making out by their parents. 

“Look, I know it’s probably too late for this talk,” her eyes scanning the lovebites on both of your bodies, sharp eyes landing on Jake's, “but in case you didn’t notice, I like Mustang very much and if I find out you have any form of ill intent with her, and I mean any form whatsoever or if you hurt her, I will personally shoot you out of the sky and make it look like an accident, am I clear?"

Jake nodded, pursing his lips, "crystal, Phoenix." You tried to hide the small smile that almost came out at the hint of genuine fear in his voice.

She stared at him a moment longer with piercing eyes, "good, now I don't care what you guys get into, just wear a condom, be safe, and keep the volume low. And Bagman? be out of here by 7. We're having girls' night." She finished sternly as she turned to leave.

You had to resist the urge to let your eyes widen and laugh at her motherly instincts showing through her tough exterior. 

"Understood, and it's Hangman," he said with a closed-lipped smile, his ego making its appearance.

"I don’t care," she shot back without looking back, closing the door behind her. 

"Thanks, mom," you teased. 

"Anytime, pumpkin pie," she called before hearing her door close.

Jake looked towards your amused expression, biting the inside of his cheek, "and what is so funny to you?"

"Oh, nothing, just seeing you get roughed around by Phoenix is extremely entertaining," you said smiling at him. 

"Yeah, whatever. You've never been on the receiving end of her wrath so you don't get to make your cute little snide comments, got it princess?" He said sternly.

You playfully raised your eyebrows, letting out a few chuckles, "so touchy today, baby." You reached your hand towards the soft, un-producted hair at the back of his head, your fingernails scratching at the back of his head. 

He rolled his eyes, doing his best to resist your attempts at riling him up.

"So, I only have till 7 huh?" He said thickly, his eyes moving from his watch to drift over the curve of your face to your lips, biting his own bottom lip. He took the time to take in your navy-blue sleep shorts and a grey shirt that rode up your stomach a bit.

"Mhm, unfortunately," you purred as you continued to graze your fingernails against his scalp.

His eyes met yours, holding a mischievous twinkle in them, "well I guess we'll just have to make the most of it." He smirked, bringing his hands to your exposed waist, letting the tips of his fingers tap lightly on your soft skin.

"I have no doubt we will, Hangover," you smirked.

His hands tensed on your waist, jaw ticking. You squealed as he spun you around by your hips, pinning you on your stomach, giggling as you felt Jake's warm body lean over yours. Your breath hitched as his warm breath caressed your ear.

"Ya know the first few times you got my callsign wrong it was cute, but now it's just plain disrespectful. And what kind of man would I be letting my girl treat me with such disrespect, huh?" He taunted.

You whined, grinding your hips back against his own, feeling his cock start to stir.

He stalled your hips with his strong, wide hands, "Now, princess, you have two options; one… I can stick my cock in your pretty pussy that I have no doubt is dripping for me right now, fuck you nice and deep… but I won't let you cum… not even once. And two… I can play with this pretty, little pussy just like this," his fingers reaching between your thighs to rub circles on your clit through your sleep shorts, “and make you cum as many times as I want till you're begging me to stop or Phoenix literally kicks me out, whichever comes first," his graveled Texan drawl making your mind hazy, as a whimper passed your lips.

"Oh, and in both cases… you're not allowed to touch me and if you do, I stop and leave… and honey if you really want me to stop, just say Texas," He added sweetly with a soft kiss to your ear.

Your eyes could have not rolled harder. Of course, his safe word would be fucking Texas.

But you had a feeling you wouldn’t be using it. 

You turned to face him with a glare and frown as a scoff passed your lips, "that's a bit harsh, don't you think, Hangtag?" A smirk grew on your lips as his eyes darkened and jaw tensed.

He growled in your ear, "this is about to be a very long hour for you sweetheart, especially since you've just lost the privilege of choosing your punishment."

His hands brought your sleep shorts down your legs and flung them across the room, "damn baby, you didn't even bother to wear panties on your way from the locker room… and so wet too…"

You moaned and whimpered as he laid quick, hard slaps on the exposed flesh of your ass, "such a dirty girl, you knew you wouldn't need them didn't you?" He relished in your gasps and whines as he pinned your waist to your bed, grabbing your hip to keep your dripping core on display for his primal gaze. 

"I asked you a question honey," his voice dripping with want as he laid kisses to your ass, biting the flesh softly. Your brain and body were buzzing, unable to respond as your face settled in the soft sheets.

He grew impatient at your lack of response. 

You felt him grope your flesh harshly in his hand before spanking it, feeling the cool metal of his class ring, relishing in the red hue that dusted the sensitive skin.

You whimpered and shot up at the contact, "yes, Jake, I knew I wouldn't need them."

He tsked, "that's not my name right now sweetheart... use the name you love to get wrong every time. It'll help you remember it."

You huffed, feeling your eyes clench shut as he started to run his fingers along your folds, circling your clit.

"Yes, Hangman, I knew I wasn't going to need my panties. Happy, Hangnail?" You sassed, turning your head with a smirk, trying to rise your upper body to meet his dark gaze. 

"God, you are such a brat," he pinned your upper body down, letting out a loud moan as he laid a harsh smack to your ass that resonated in the room.

If Phoenix was quiet enough, she probably could have heard it from her room across your living space.

"You're really in for it now darlin', you'll be lucky if I even let you cum tonight."

—

Jake Seresin was a committed and patient man; he kept his word. 

He had been alternating between fucking you with his cock and teasing your clit for what felt like an eternity, ignoring your pleas and whimpers for him to let you have your release. 

Every time you started to clench on his cock, he'd pull out and lap gently at your folds while fucking you softly with his fingers to reel you back from the edge. Being the cruel man that he is, he'd occasionally suck on your clit, bringing you right back to where you started, just to let you fall back from the edge.  Once your whining and groans of protest subsided, he'd let you have his cock again. 

He repeated this diligently till you were a shaking, moaning mess on your saliva and arousal-soaked covers. Your eyes were teary as you babbled for him to let you cum. 

"Hangman…please!" you cried, trying to muster the strength to raise your head to meet his eyes as you clenched your sheets in your fists.

He languidly thrusted into you, his hands bringing your hips back to his, "aw poor baby, needs to cum so badly… It's a damn shame you did this to yourself darlin'... if you'd just been a good girl, you would've been cumming on my cock ages ago." He taunted, chuckling at your pathetic whines as he gave a particularly deep thrust. 

"Please, just let me cum once… just once… Please, Hangman…"

He felt a smug smirk grow on his lips at your teary, desperate eyes, flushed, bitten plump lips, and breathless whines. You whimpered as you felt his cock throb against your walls. 

He halted his movements, straightening his back as he looked up at the ceiling to consider your request, pursing his lips, and furrowing his brows. He smirked to himself, hearing your groans of protest.

You would have strangled him if his cock didn't feel so damn good.

"Princess, considering you've been taking your punishment exceptionally well, I think you've earned it," he said smirking down at you before grabbing your hip and wrapping his fist in your hair to pull your back to his chest.

You moaned at his manhandling and the feeling of him so deep inside you. 

He laid an open-mouthed kiss onto your sweaty neck, savoring the salt on his tongue, "ready, honey?"

Nodding, eyes closed in bliss.

"I need words, baby," he groaned.

"Hangman, please make me cum!"

"That's it honey… such a desperate little thing you are," he cooed, smirking at your writhing form.

He pistoned his hips against yours, the sounds of both your moans and slapping of skin bathing the room in an erotic ambiance.

You felt yourself crumple as he hit that special piece of heaven inside you, his arm moving to wrap around your chest, squeezing your breast. Moans pouring from your lips as you leaned against his shoulder, feeling his heavy pants and sweat mingling with your own. 

"Come on, you're almost there sweets, can feel you squeezin’ me so tight," he moaned as he brought his other hand from your hair to your clit, rubbing tight circles on the inflamed bundle of nerves. 

"Fuck! I'm so close, please don't stop, please Hangman!" You cried out, feeling your walls start to choke his cock, the ignited fire in your core spreading all over, making your toes curl. 

You reached your hand behind his head, tugging his hair in your fist as you felt yourself close to cumming. 

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" you whined, feeling his fingers move faster on your clit. He moaned breathlessly against your skin.  

You let out a silent babbled cry as you shuddered, feeling your walls spasm around him.

"Shit, so tight for me… such a good girl for your Hangman," he growled, thrusting deeply into you before feeling his finish overtake him as he bit down on your shoulder as groans poured between his pearly teeth. 

He stalled your hips, moaning as he released into the condom, feeling his hips stutter, his eyes clenching shut as he took sharp breaths through his nose. 

After catching his breath, Jake pulled out and gently let your tired form lay on your side on the covers.

You were still recovering, barely registering the sound of him disposing of the condom in the trash, turning on the faucet, and the feel of a warm washcloth running over your sensitive folds. 

You peered open your eyes as he looked you over as he cleaned you up.

"Hey darlin', you doing alright? I wasn't too rough with you was I?" he said softly as a concerned look washed over his forest green eyes as he started to rub some of the lavender lotion that sat on your desk into the red flesh of your ass.

You made small noises of comfort as he softly took care of your sensitive flesh. 

"You were perfect, Jake" your eyes met his, a content smile gracing your features. 

He smiled at your relaxed form, leaning to kiss your forehead. He gathered your shirt and sleep shorts from the floor and got himself dressed. 

He checked his watch; 7:00 on the dot. 

He looked you over, seeing you in your cozy PJs drinking from your water bottle. Feeling torn between wanting to talk the night away with you under the covers, feeling your soft skin against his, and respecting your much-needed time with friends, he opted for the latter. Partially because he didn't want to piss off Phoenix any more than he already had. 

"M'dear, I should probably clear out before Phoenix has my ass." He said with a chuckle, running his fingers along your hair.

You pouted, "damn it's 7 already ?"

"Afraid so darlin'."

"Ok, I'll let you out then," you got up from the bed, feeling soreness blossom unpleasantly in your core.

You winced a bit as you made your way to your door, bearing a limp.

"havin’ some trouble sweets?"

You didn’t have to turn around to know that he was wearing that smug smirk. 

You playfully glared at him over your shoulder, "I'm fine… more than capable of walking to my front door." You said curtly, doing your best to ignore his smug smile.

"It's ok honey, there's nothing embarrassing about needing some help to the door after I take care of you."

You swatted his chest as he laughed. 

"You're insufferable." He only smiled wider.

"Come on sweets, I can't be that bad if you keep letting me have my way with you."

You reached for the brass doorknob, letting him out before leaning against the door frame.

"You're right. You're not just insufferable; you're insatiable," you purred, giggling as you leaned up to kiss him. 

He let out a small moan against your lips, He tried to pull your hips against his, but you put your hands on his chest to push away from the kiss. "Well, honey, I think if you had someone as beautiful as you walking around all the time, you'd be in the same boat."

You giggled, "oh stop it, you're too much."

"It's true, can't blame me when I can't keep my hands to myself," he drawled as his hands came to rest under your sleep shorts on the backs of your thighs, softly rubbing the sensitive skin with his thumbs and squeezing. He savored each hum of contentment he pulled from you.

"Halo's gonna be here any second so unless you want to get caught, you should probably get movin'," you scolded him, softly laughing at his dejected expression. 

"Grant your man one more kiss before he goes. Please?"

You softly smiled; you couldn't say no to him.

Leaning up to kiss him, you fell right into his trap. He pulled your waist closer to his, smirking at your gasp at his sudden action, leaning your body against the door frame. He continued to softly kiss you, swallowing each of your moans, as your fingers tugged at his soft locks.

You both should have felt some shame for making out in the hallway where anyone could see but, alas, there was none to be found.

He pulled away from the kiss, taking your lower lip between his teeth. Winking as he released your soft flesh, saliva connecting your lips to his in a thin thread.

You rested your hands on his shoulders, a bit breathless from the kiss. You took in his flushed lips and messy hair, softly combing your fingers through it to straighten it out. 

"That was a little more than a "one more" kiss," you chuckled. 

"Funny how that happens sometimes," His eyes bright as he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Jake."

"Yes, sweets," he flicked his eyes from your hair to yours.

"I need you to vacate my dorm, I'm expecting guests." You said with an air of playfulness beneath your irises, betraying your stern tone. 

"Of course, sugar, wouldn't be the man my mama raised if I overstayed my welcome." You snorted as he playfully rose his hands up in surrender and backed away.

You rolled your eyes and smiled to yourself, something you found yourself doing infinitely more since meeting him.

"You're such an overdramatic sap, I'll see you tomorrow, Clothes Hanger," you purred with a smirk as you watched him turn around and playfully narrow his eyes at your form. You wore a sly smile as you closed the door behind you, leaving him alone in the hallway to register the newest entry in the long list of callsign substitutes for him.

But he couldn't find it in himself to care, only shaking his head as he made his way back to his dorm, a cheek aching smile on his face. 

If anything, the past, and best, three weeks of his life only proved one thing. 

You were his little Mustang, and his heart filled with adoration every time he realized he was never going to tame you, and that no part of him ever truly desired to do so. 

As he reached his dorm, he tried to not let the reality of the mission dampen the lightness in his heart during his moments with you. 

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[umemiyan]

slapping table I'm so down with the clingy twin thing holy shit like I agree w/ the younger sibling, but something about Meguru having a twin just feels right.

And the no boundaries is so spot on like you said he'll either walk in naked or in on you changing/naked and he'll hit you with the "we came into the world together naked so there's no need to be embarrassed!" as he sticks his lil tongue out and wraps his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face into your neck. Or you'll both be hanging out with his football friends and he'll just pull you down onto his lap before you can go to sit next to him. He feels a lil bit like the type to pull your shirt and bra back to get a little look at what you're wearing and maybe a glimpse of you nipples, same with your pants and underwear. He doesn't care if anyone sees bc like you mentioned, most people probably think you're dating anyways, and you aren't hurting anyone so where is the problem?

Also the dry humpin got me thinkin idk how you feel about this with him buut I've been talking to a moot about him potentially having a somno/oral fixation kink going on and I think maybe just maybe he might love to go to sleep with you cockwarming him as he sucks on your chest or wake you up by eating you out

I rewrote this fifty times bc my brain is all over the place with him he's so 🤌🤌

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i can always count on you to get me fr 🤌🏻

because exactly—he does the weirdest perv boyfriend type shit but that’s like completely normal for the two of you. the “we came into this world together” thing is SO REAL!!! he sees the two of you as like basically a single fucking entity in two bodies and there’s no reason to hide how special your connection is?? like everyone should be a little envious tbh because the two of you are lucky enough to have come into the world at the same time. it’s so much fun being your brother and he wouldn’t trade it for anything!!

and oh my GODDDDDD i love the idea of somno and oral fixation jfjdjsksoe i think about similar shit with nagi too. LIKE. of course meguru would want to fall asleep with you as close as possible. feeling you all wet and warm around him puts him out like a light, not to mention if he’s sucking on your tits at the same time. that boy literally sucks his own thumb he ABSOLUTELY needs something in his mouth at some point!!! and with the way he’s always falling asleep throughout the day… best believe he’s ending up in some weird positions

waking you up by eating you out 😵‍💫😵‍💫 he so would and i think he’d do it even if there were other people around. i also just feel like he goes crazy with the tongue OMGGG he’s a freak. he’d give one of his little giggles and be like “i had a dream where you came in my mouth; thought i’d see if i could make it come true!”

[sparkbugs]

Ep 105 of jrwi liveblog!! My thoughts and reactions under the cut :3

The psa is so real good on you jay

Skip to like 20 mins in cause I forgor to write-

The egg joke was great LMAO. Also BIRD BIRD :D also. They left the tortle to die???? Oopsie I fucking guess??

Underground town :o chip pls just follow bird bird mannnn

I’m still so worried about Early Drey and Finn on the boat oh my goddddddd (THANK GOD THE SHIP IS SAFE WAA)

NEW NPC WIRH ART OHGHDHHS I LOVE HER??? Whomst are you… pink smithy lady… OHGGGGGG TRICELLE ROLFAERA YOU ARE ALSO GORGEOUS

Bird bird my bestie… they better save everyone on this island man like I get it’s their home but they don’t need to be stuck here anymore

HOLYYY SHITTT 7’2… who is this… artists I kiss u /p you’re so fuckin talented and the art you’ve made is so so pretty

IGNEOUS!!! IVE SEEN ART OF THIS BOY OH HES RAINBOW HES SO COOOOL

LMAO GILLION THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU <3

This woman. I want to be her friend.. ZAMIA :D BE MY FRIEND PLS YOURE SO COOL

I love how they’re arguing in front of these people LMAOOO “you lot are crazy, man” yea igneous. They’re a bit insane but it’s ok!!

“We’re the weird kind of pirates that throw our money off the boat and save things” 💀 yea well.

Well they’re gonna go beat up bad pirates that are killing these people and something bars gonna happen cause when does it ever go right!!! Haha. Ha. (Referencing a Spoiler I know that happens but I have no idea When it happens)

Group huddle moment!! Bring all these people on the ship I don’t care :) save them all somehow

Gilly nugget of wisdom. He’s smart I agree with him

There’s a lot :( just. Aaaag

God taking out the corruption on their own is going to be. Terrible.

Yeaaa gillion you. Need to stop dying please <3

GILLION JUST LIKE ME FR brother you cannot save everyone I understand. I get it man but you cannot save everyone you have to look out for yourself

Hallow spell :o time to google what the spell means- aw hell yea protection spot

GOO DRAGON… chip praying? Never thought I’d see the day- oh he. Corrupted nvm

PRETZEL PLUSH ON THE FLOOR OF GRIZZ ROOM - SHE !!!!!! I think so anyway- SHE MOVED

Whomst was taken. They’re gonna get her back

Oh they have a boss that was taken :(

Just noticed puppy behind grizz :o they eepin

Zamia :( SO MANY SAPPHICS IN JRWI I love them all.

“We’re gonna help as best as we can but we also need help getting around here” seems like a reasonable request as they brought Knock back anyways.

Zamia I love you already :( you deserve the world, y’all gonna get out of here don’t worry

RABBIT! RABBIT!!!! And fox… ogghhdjs everyone on this island. They’re my favorites ever.

GIVE AWAY THE PANTS!!! QUEEN YEAHHH MAKE THEM NEW CLOTHES :D give them hope. This is so good I love this sm

Petlen!!! Trinket friend. MAGIC ROCK! Rock. Love rocks… OMG GIVE THEM FOODS FEED THEMSSS

HAJDJDISH switch blade.. AWEJDIS PETLEN :( I love them

ALICE? What how do you say her name. Smithy… “I saw you smithing from across the room” yeah I would’ve said that too tbh

CHIP FINALLY GETS STUDDED LEATHER GIVE HIM BETTER ARMOR HOLY SHIT!!!

This is we’re Knock gets the “yuh” from too-

DOES SHEBSAY ANYHING ELSE LMAOOOO I love her

Uh ohs. Jay. The map!!!! Huh hahdjgdja map??? What. Uh oh. Wuh oh

Corruptionnnb aaaaaa

LMAOOO “you see something bad? You RUN!”

17 ac finally jeez.. yay armor and upgrades

Spider webs… haha this is gonna go terribly

Ohhhh who fucked up- GRYFFON NOOOOOOO

Everything is fine everything is fine everything is fine the scuttling means nothing everything is fine everything is fineeeee

Queeeeeennn aaaaaaaahshsgaia

AAAAA spider that’s not a friend that’s not a friend uh ohssss ahahahaaa VORTEX WARP HELL YEA SMART MOVE- oh the web. RUNNNNNN A FUCK

This is fine :) I wanna be where the people areeeee I wanna seee wanna see em dancing.

Petrol.. patrol. Same thing…. (Also currently making burger while watching so I’m multitasking this is fun)

Gillion. You what. I mean yea but also haha that’s terrifying haha please be careful

Backstreets back ALRIGHT! Haha uh oh “what you don’t see” uh. Hehe there’s a heart or something.

“Like nuts” … Charlie please.

… haha! Uh oh!!!!! Hahahahdjdhgsja

This episode was great I’m so nervous. For what comes next! Hahaha!!!

[noa748]

After looking at the SH2 remake stuff I ended up rereading Into the Nightmare just for the nostalgia, and I really enjoyed it even after all these years. Do you plan on ever going back to The Path to Paradise? If not, will you share what the plot of the story was meant to be? Did James and Brittany ever meet up again? Why'd the Order lure Brit back to Silent Hill? I'm so curious.

Thank you!! Omg it’s mind blowing to me that I wrote that story when I was SIXTEEN. And I was still a teenager writing Path to Paradise!

Honestly, I’d probably have to do a rewrite of ItN first. I remember struggling to figure out Brit’s reason for ending up in Silent Hill - as a sixteen year old, I didn’t exactly have a ton of inner demons (that I was aware of). So I made something up.

Now I’m a grown-ass adult and boy howdy, do I have some shit to unpack. SH would have a TIME with my damaged ass. It’d actually be kind of fun to do a rewrite to go along with the SH2 remake.

ANYWAY, enough of that… so about Path to Paradise. I couldn’t tell you where half my notes went, and I honestly am not 100% sure if I even knew what my ending was going to be like. I can spoil what I remember since I’d probably revamp the whole thing anyway.

Matt was going to follow Brit to Silent Hill, but while Brit meets up with Heather, things go much differently for him. He was holding on to some extremely dark stuff from his time in the military - he never told her, but he was dishonorably discharged. SH very much gets under his skin and he ends up being manipulated by the Order.

Since Matt has also played the SH series, he serves as a wildcard that makes Brit’s foreknowledge unreliable. But Matt doesn’t account for James being present in the plot of SH3. It ends up being James that catches Matt off guard and ends up being able to stop him, and James and Brit are reunited… but Matt dies.

Why did the Order lure Brit back? WELP, I honestly can’t remember. 🥲 probably something to do with her foreknowledge. As a teen I wasn’t great at planning ahead with these things. I just distinctly remember the subplot with Brit and Matt, because it was going to be a big source of conflict/angst.

One quote I found in my old notes:

“And God shall be conceived with the purging of four sinners: the Glutton, the Seductress, the Oppressor, and the Outsider.”

This refers to Eddie, Laura, James, and Brit. So my guess is I had planned for the Order to have had some overarching plot that was taking place behind the scenes even during SH2.

Anyway, that’s all I’ve really got! Sorry I couldn’t go into more detail. Tbh, even when I wrote ItN, I was writing largely by the seat of my pants. I didn’t know why Brit was even in silent hill until like three chapters before the reveal. 😂