#i’m sorry i hate endgame

[deadwriter16]

killing natasha and tony in the same movie actually changed me. fucking diabolical move i was thirteen then and haven’t been the same since. the pain is just as bad rewatching it now. combined w that bullshit ending for steve and bucky i hate this fucking movie so much actually

[rystiel]

shipping chart thoughts

(billford always happens and they always break up. ford was obsessed when bill was his muse, then bill is obsessed after they’re no longer together and he realizes what he lost) (this dynamic is just canon, really)

(fiddauthor is always present at some point but in one route they end up together after canon events, and in another route fidd moves on) (it’s possible that they had a thing in college but consider it “typical college experimentation” because it’s the 70s and denial is strong. they still go through canon events)

(fiddlestan only happens during the fiddlestan route. otherwise canon events stay the same and they barely actually interact with each other. in the fiddlestan route they work together in the 80s and grow old together)

(billstan isn’t really romantic but it is a one-sided obsession. bill just can’t stop obsessing over the stans… for very different reasons…) (dare i say an unrequited kismesis dynamic?)

(ford and stan are brothers. that’s it. leave them out of the shipping dynamics.)

(fiddlebill isn’t really included here but i feel like the only way this would happen is if bill was possessing ford and wanted to fuck with fidd by using his crush on ford against him) (this one’s basically only possible if it’s fiddauthor-adjacent)

[pnsmacbeth]

if there are zero Amber from Invincible defenders i am dead. i love Amber from Invincible and if that means i can’t look in the Reddit threads so be it. Amber they don’t know you like i do.

[lau07paprika]

One thing that i don't agree so much with people saying about the romantic relationship of ninaxeddie's is that idk if it’s just me but i feel it would be very forced just to put them together just by the fact that they have an Egyptian spiritual identity within them, bcs they would just start a relationship because of it, it’s most kinda mandatory or like an obligation for them. When Eddie already in the tunnels confesses his feelings towards Patricia that she is special to him before waking up the Osirian, and also nina felt that fabian was the one for her before knowing about the osirian thing.

In my opinion, it would be so bad that they can't develop their own feelings just because of it, also i feel like bcs in the show it says the chosen one comes from a bloodline what if the osirian is in the same bloodline linage as nina that would make them related in some way and would make sense bcs we don’t know much about nina’s family and eddie's. I also think that since sara and rufus were always together neither of them were happy or together (i know that rufus didn't portrait the osirian as it should be but its sad that your only purpose is protect someone)and I know it might have been different in ninaxeddie's case but what if it’s their fate too.Is not to be happy as they are always in danger because it's more like a obligation to be together more than romantic because eddie has to protect her from evil and that could result to be more of a curse for them to be chosen ones rather than something good, cause you i don't think that been in constant danger is something good or romantic, also if someone tells me that they could develope feelings towards each other i don’t buy it bcs the last episode of s2 when eddie osirian was awaken i feel like he was just a puppet and the voices where the puppeteer of him. And i know that fabina and peddie has issues but i think that every ship has and i don't think that neddie would be the exception of it bcs if people said that they complement each other in terms of personality it’s also missing other things like fact they’re so different from things like taste of music, sense of humor, hobbies and basically in a bunch of things that in the show could see a few and ik this cannot be such a huge deal but idk if that would work if they don't have anything in common and the only thing that they just have in common is the egyptian stuff that they don’t have a choice and just to deal with it.

[silkchiffon]

What do you make of the Afterparty subreddit legit being so sure Hannah did it? Pretty much everything keeps turning around to her and/or Grace. I'm honestly confused what I'm missing, that people have been so sure for so long.

it honestly annoys me, but it doesn’t surprise me at all considering it’s the same demographic that wanted to pin everything on zoë in the first season.

to be completely transparent, i was into the idea of hannah being the killer long before the season had actually started because as i’ve stated in a previous ask, i think women should be allowed to kill! but now that i know her character more, i couldn’t want that reality any less. she and grace have been at the bottom of my list of suspects ever since their affair got revealed. yeah, that could be character bias, but i don’t really care. they both always knew that they were hurting edgar on some level, so i don’t believe either of them would go so far as to hurt him more, especially to the point that they murder him.

i think what a lot of people forget is that grace and hannah both love edgar in their own ways: grace, at some point in her life, genuinely fell in love with edgar and the man that she thought he was, to the point that she paints him in this perfect light through her mind movie (coincidentally, it conceals any trace of her romance with hannah, almost protecting their story in the true nature of regency); hannah loved edgar like a brother even though they were not related by blood and felt lost when they started to drift away from one another as they grew older (by the way, i especially hate how many people try to frame their relationship as incestuous purely because hannah closely resembles margot from the royal tenenbaums. tell me you don’t get the show without telling me you don’t get the show!) which is a catalyst for the affair. instead, the people in the subreddit tend to focus on how illicit everything is and the potential of them not caring about how it affected edgar. they literally did! they ended the affair (for a time, at least) because of how much it was eating at them, namely grace! i don’t like the insinuation that they’d be so cold towards him. grace and hannah, to me, are better people than that.

[letstrywritingmaybe]

It’s 2023 when will the love triangle trope die *sigh

[chirpsythismorning]

Destiel and Sterek are literally the reason byler exists. HEAR ME OUT!!

After years of queerbaiting in the industry, w/ fans being forced to read between the lines, only for it to all be a joke… the Duffers are SUBVERTING that!.

The main reason Byler is satisfying as an endgame ship is bc of the expectations the audience has, based on all the media that came before it.

The Duffers are known for subverting in general, but even with queer characters already (Robin and now Vickie). And when it comes to byler, the Easter eggs hinting at them ending up together arguably outweigh the supernatural ones, and that’s saying something! The kinds of Easter eggs that would give 2013 Tumblr a run for their money.

After years of shitty representation, with the bury your gays trope being framed as ‘good enough’ or ‘at least something’ for decades now, the Duffers are saying nah, let’s flip this shit upside down. Let’s give the gays what they’ve been asking for this whole time. Let’s give them a slow-burn that was intentional from the start. AND give them a happy ending! Oh! And let’s make sure it’s super slow so the homophobes don’t find out too fast and boycott. Let’s feed into fan service while also hinting in the subtext that the truth has always been there, it was just a matter of the viewer being willing to believe it.

When s5 comes out, that’s what it’s going to come down to, people who saw it coming being satisfied, people who denied it after years of being queer-baited being satisfied, and people who denied it after years of experiencing stories cater to them being bitter.. If anyone who finishes the show, and rewatches it after the fact is still convinced it came out of nowhere or is fan service (which there will be a lot of them), they’ll just be living proof of why the whole social experiment that is the show Stranger Things needed to happen in the first place.

im speaking my fucking truth: d3stiel was more for fanservice than anything. they didn’t bring in castiel with the intention of making him in love with dean. it was smth they did to pander to shippers YEARS into the show and into castiel’s first appearance. then they played it off with a ‘bury the gays’ trope. shipping it is fine. idc. it’s not my cup of tea anymore like it had been when i was 15. stop comparing it to byler.

2. don’t even fucking bring up st*rek. that ship is inherently WRONG cause it’s a fucking ship between a teenager and an adult.

stay out of the fucking tag.

[leviathanspain]

hi 🖤 idk if this is a good request? lol but i’d really like to read the ways carmen prefers to be with reader than claire/noticing she’s THE one and not the other way round, maybe there was a little bit of an overlap??? not necessarily cheating but- and how sugar or richie or syd notice that they are endgame

i wanna be yours

carmy berzatto x reader

synopsis: enemies to lovers, carmy likes the attitude he’s developed when he’s around you, far more than being with his girlfriend

part 2

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you knew he didn’t like you.

richie had hired you, after you had walked in with a pile of resumes, dropping off five copies of yours before walking off. he didn’t even get a word in, admiring your style of exiting instead.

he had called you not even an hour later and asked when you could start.

and here you were, a week into waitressing at the bear.

it was supposed to be this prestigious new restaurant opened by some hotshot chef. but you couldn’t be quite sure, chicago had just recently become your home. but quickly you learned the dynamics, except for him, who wouldn’t look you in the eye, let alone talk to him.

“y/n!” richie slammed a hand on the door, swinging it open, “third time calling, where is she?” he looked around in the kitchen, eyes searching for you.

richie looked at carm, who was just finishing a conversation with sydney, “yo cousin! have you seen your employee? her shift started twenty minutes ago!” his shouts drew eyes from the rest of the kitchen staff and carmy turned, sighing slightly as he walked up to richie.

“she’s your employee, cousin. you hired her, you deal with it.” his lip twitched up slightly and richie sighed, throwing his hands up, “it’s shot to hell, all of it!” he slammed another hand on the door and back to the front of house.

suddenly, you barreled through the kitchen’s back door, a bag on your shoulder, impossibly stuffed with belongings as you hurried to the locker room. carmy sighed with annoyance upon seeing you. he turned back around and tried to find something to busy himself with.

“hey boss,” you looked at carmy, who didn’t look up from his cutting, “sorry i’m late there was some-“ you had prepared an excuse! carmy didn’t say anything just shook his head, “don’t wanna hear it, go talk to richie.”

you felt your cheeks burn red with embarrassment as you bowed your head, shuffling past him and out of the kitchen.

“fucking finally! i was beginning to think you thought this shit was optional.” richie spat, throwing a towel at you, “start wiping down the tables for dinner.” you sighed, taking the towel off your chest, where it landed and stuck, and threw it onto a table.

for a moment, you watched as you wiped the table, before looking over at richie, who had his brows furrowed over the cash drawer.

“why does he hate me?” you had an arm on the counter, lips pouted slightly.

richie sighed, knowing exactly who you were asking about. “carmy’s just carmy.” you groaned loudly, “that’s all anyone ever says. it’s just an excuse for him to act like an asshole.”

richie shrugged, “that’s all i got. forget about it and just keep scrubbing, we don’t pay you for nothing, sweetie.”

you blew a breath out, doing just as he said.

“can you please tell carmy that i need friday off?” you hung onto richie’s arm, pulling him as he tried to run away from you earlier. you had been talking his ear off all day about your trip, and how you’ve been needing this.

richie pulled his arm back and held his hands up, “i’ll see what i can do. no promises though, friday night and it’s just me and you up here? we’ll see.” he tried to be realistic in a nice way, although he knew there was no way in hell you’d be able to get that day off.

“we’ll see isn’t good enough, rich. i really, really need this.” you had clasped your hands together to further express your desperation, and richie groaned, “ask him yourself then! im sick of having to be the bridge between you two.”

you blinked, “maybe if i knew why carmy hated me, then maybe i’d do something about it. but fine!” you walked over to the kitchen door, pushing it open. inside, you found the kitchen staff cleaning up. you refreshed your greeting with them before asking about carmy. sydney had directed you to the office, where only a dim light was the indicator that he was in there.

it took you a moment to build up the courage to knock, but the door swung open before your hand even reached it. carmy stood there, nostrils flared as if he had just taken a deep breathe, redness around his eyes, exhibiting his exhaustion.

there was genuine surprise on his face to see you, and you had to withhold a breath, “hey boss.” his blue eyes locked onto yours for a mere second before they floated away, resting somewhere on the wall behind you.

“what’s up?” his voice raised the question and you nodded, “right- i already talked to richie and he told me to ask you, and i don’t know if you’ll even say yes-“

“get to the point.” of course, you should’ve known by his fingers tapping against the door that he was getting impatient. he was important, and constantly busy, he didn’t have time for you or-

“i need friday off.” you breathed, feeling the release of your tension in your shoulders. you almost heaved just as he answered, unsure of what he would say.

“yeah, i guess that’s fine.” he shrugged slightly before clearing his throat. he closed his eyes slightly as your face lit up, “really? thank you, boss. i-“

“can i get past?” carmy interrupted your words and stared at the door, your body halfway covering it. “yeah- of course.” you scooted further into the office as carmy pulled on the doorknob. you felt the edge of the door tap your back, and you shuddered as it swung back and slammed as he left.

blowing out a breathe, you opened the door, eyes accidentally catching carmy’s, who was standing near the kitchen door. you looked away first, still reeling from the interaction in the office. as much grace as you’ve been giving him, it was getting exhausting having to hold yourself back.

“why is he so-“ you struggled for the words to describe your boss, especially to richie. you were frustrated, carmy’s constant dismissal of you, even when you were asking for something that would affect him and his workday, he didn’t care!

“y/n, it’s just cousin. he’s harmless, don’t worry about anything. you got the day off?” richie turned to look at you, your mouth still in a pout, but you nodded nonetheless, “yeah i did.”

“that’s good! just be happy you got it off, hmm?” he tried to be a mediator, tried to be nice and hear you out, but after hearing the two of you express your anguish over the other, day after day, he was getting sick of it. “why’d you ask for it off again? i thought you didn’t have a life.”

you scoffed, rolling your eyes as you stared at the ground for a moment, “that’s true. it’s my father’s- was, my father’s birthday.” you laughed slightly, pausing before speaking again, “he grew up here, going to the local theater with his father for his birthday every year. we’d make family trips every year to come back to chicago, watch movies with him in the same theater and share a slice of cake. after he passed, my sister and i were the only ones who did it for a while, but then she got married and suddenly, it was just me.” you shrugged, “and then i moved to chicago permanently, into the same house that my father lived in. and i got a job here.” you smiled weakly, “yeah.”

richie nodded, “yeah.” matching your tone of voice. he didn’t want to speak, letting himself sit with that. you were nice enough, a good kid, and he saw something in you, a little spark just wanting to be ignited fully. he didn’t know what it would take, but it seemed like you didn’t either.

carmy hadn’t realized that he had eavesdropped the entire conversation between you and richie until richie came into the kitchen, slamming the door against carmy, who had stood there, frozen, captivated by your story.

“cousin- get the hell out of the way!” richie barely glanced at carmy, too in a rush to even think to slow down.

carmy looked down at the door as he pushed the door open, out into the dining room. he looked up to see you wiping down the counters. you had a wet rag under your hand, and you were lost in thought as your hand moved in a circular, repetitive motion. you didn’t even notice him as he inched closer, unsure of what he was going to say when you noticed him.

“hey.” carmy realized he was speaking, and as you looked up, your attention. you couldn’t help but smile, this was the first time that you had seen him so still, and so in thought.

“hey.” you returned his greeting, letting the rag go, you turned your full attention to him. he laughed nervously and that made you smile even more. it was odd, how he changed so suddenly with you.

you raised an eyebrow, “is there something wrong?” he hadn’t said anything else, just staring in thought.

he shook his head, and returned himself to the kitchen.

“weird.” you exhaled, watching as the door swung shut behind him. how could carmy go from being the biggest asshole to you, to randomly greeting you then going silent.

you’d talk to richie about it later, but for now you had work to finish.

“claire.” carmy looked surprised to see his girlfriend. it was friday, and normally she stopped by on saturdays. “i thought you worked on fridays.” he pulled her into the office and claire shrugged, “i got off early, just to come see you.”

carmy nodded, “yeah. yeah.” claire raised an eyebrow at him, “i cant leave early tho. y/n asked for the day off and i didn’t realize how much she does so-“ he cut himself off watching as claire’s expression soured slightly.

carmy sighed, “i know- but i’m her boss, im going to have to talk to her eventually.” claire rolled her eyes, “god, i-“ she cut herself off and stood up, “that’s fine, carmen. i understand, really.” her tone sounded irritated as she opened the door. carmy found himself standing to rush after her, but stopped himself.

had he really made a judgement on you based on an experience claire had with you in grade school? so far, you hadn’t mentioned claire to be someone of the past, and carmy had wondered why.

carmy blinked, suddenly getting the urge to rush after claire. but as she walked right out the front door, carmy realized that he had been too late. normally, the guilt would set right in, but as he stared out into the dining room, he could imagine you standing at the counter, eyes shying away from his.

saturday had been a rough start for you. you had spent the whole night before, sobbing at the movie theater. your eyes had puffed up so much that you had to go home, barely able to see the movie through your tears. this time of year was rough for you, especially since your family hardly called. your father had been the glue to hold all your differences together, but it seemed not to have a lasting affect.

when you had arrived late to work, yet again, you had expected carmy to give you the silent treatment, or possibly even yell, but he hadn’t said anything.

except,

“i’m sorry about your dad.” he had looked down at the floor when he said it. you stared at him, shocked that he said anything to you besides the usual, and that he knew about your father.

“how long as it been?” more. he was talking more to you, “uhh-“ you couldn’t contain yourself, “two years. but it feels like-“

“yesterday. yeah i know.” he finished your sentence. “i lost my dad too. a while ago.” he shook his head, as if shaking the feeling that came along with it.

you nodded, holding a small smile that carmy had actually made conversation with you.

“thank you. and im sorry for your loss as well.” you brushed past him, still reeling.

months passed, changing things with time, including carmen.

not only had he become a better boss, but you could consider him a friend. transitioning to kitchen staff had made that happen, including moments that made you think of him as more.

there was no doubt of the chemistry you had with him. everyone noticed it, and sydney had half the mind to encourage it.

“you work so well together! he needs something and you’re there with it! it’s actually insane, like did you guys come from the same planet?” her voice got a little high as she rambled on and you laughed, “what planet would that be, syd?”

she shrugged, “something of greatness. i mean, he’s even said it himself-“

you held up a hand, ending her little ramble right then and there, “sydney. i am not anything like the world renowned chef that runs this place. im not even a sous! i was waiting tables just a month ago.” your hand pointed out to the dining room and sydney threw her hands up, “that’s exactly my point!”

you rolled your eyes, “please stop.” you couldn’t hear her anymore, not while carmy was just minutes from rounding the corner.

“want one?” carmy had noticed you were gone. the rush was starting to slow and you had decided to take a break, not knowing he would follow. there was a cigarette hanging in his mouth glumly, a lighter being tossed between his hands.

“i don’t really smoke.” you answered earnestly. carmy brought the lighter up to his mouth, taking a moment to light it. he inhaled, and you caught yourself staring at him as he exhaled.

“you don’t really?” he sat down, closer than he probably realized. you turned to look at him, eyes hooding as they focused on his cigarette. “mhm.” you answered, leaning a cheek on your hand.

you were reaching out before you realized, fingers wrapping around the cigarette, pulling it from his mouth and into yours.

carmy watched you with surprised eyes, as you took a long, deep drag. you exhaled it, hand outstretched to return it. he took it, smiling as he chuckled.

“i’m quitting.” you admitted. looking at carmy, waiting for him to react. he didn’t, and you laughed, “did you hear me, carmen?”

carmy took another drag, pulling out the cigarette to flick it against the concrete step, “no you’re not.”

“i am- i already talked to richie and syd-“ you found yourself trying to justify your decision until he raised his voice, “no you’re not! i said no!”

you flinched, not used to having him scream directly in your face. he didn’t need to, and so he never did.

until now.

your ears were still ringing. you had been staring at carmy’s side profile for five minutes, as he stared ahead in silence.

finally, “why not?” the pure shock had kept you quiet, but you had built up emotion, and your voice couldn’t help cracking.

carmy shrugged, “just don’t. just give me time, alright.”

your frustration grew with his vague answer. he was refusing your resignation, and now he was refusing to tell you why?

carmy panted quietly. he had been in the office for more than twenty minutes, watching as he phone buzzed with call after phone call from claire.

he couldn’t pick up, not when his head was full with thoughts of you. he knew it was wrong, he knew that claire should be the only girl on his mind, but she wasn’t and he felt horrible.

he stared at the phone, swallowing thickly as he picked up the phone, opening a desk drawer and tossing it in.

ever since he had found out that you had no idea who his girlfriend was, and that her entire reasoning to dislike you had been a lie, it had strained his relationship. but claire had been close to catching onto his disillusionment, and it seemed like she reached it.

he opened the office door, breathing in deeply as he saw you in the kitchen, eyes red rimmed but still diligently at work.

[yoursweetestbunny22]

Rudy pankow x Co-star!Reader [social media au]

Rudeth

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Rudeth just some bts pics from obx s1 🌊 #watchobxonnetflix

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madelynecline don’t post pics of my gf without permission rudy 😠

rudeth sorry not sorry

User23674 white boy of the month 🫡

y/nismywife so…Luna and jj endgame?

user35681 jj and kie way better

madisonbaileybabe 🫣🫣🫣

wh0reforrafecameron spill the tea girllll

User33458 the last pic?!

rudypankowupdates they're part of the same show, it's no big deal

user33458 @rudypankowupdates they would look good together tho

y/nuser

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y/nuser i made some pancakes and took them to the set!! Everyone liked them, I think I should focus on cooking and forget acting..just sayin🎀

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hichasestokes mother thank you for the food🫡

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rudeth where’s my pancake?!?

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madelyncline @ynuser I feel betrayed

hichasestucks @madelyncline IM SORRY?!

rudeth

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rudeth pasta?I love pasta

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y/nuser that’s a coincidence hum

rudeth oh it is?

user2376 @rudeth what’s going on?!😭😭

user2098 THE SECONG PIC!?!I NEED TO KNOW WHO TOOK THAT, POOKIE?!

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hichasestucks and the “no pogue on pogue macking”?🫣🫣

user12765 SIR?!?

user87610 at this point I’m just waiting for the marriage announcement

y/nuser

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y/nuser pasta and 💐

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rudeth ❤️ *y/nuser liked*

y/nwifey y’all need a dog?I can bark🐶!!!

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madisonbaileybabe giggling rn you’re so pretty

y/nuser stop babe you making me blush🫣🫣

Jjbestgirl23 what does Rudy see on her?…

user4567 gurl..you’re getting all pissy when you know you don’t even have a chance with him PLEASEEE

y/nismygirlfriend you’re so pretty just give me a chance 😔

rudeth

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rudeth In the depths of my being, you reside as the essence of my existence. With every beat, I confess: I am yours, wholly and eternally.

Love you❤️ @y/nuser

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y/nuser shakespeare’s got nothing on you love 💋

jjlunaendgame SHE’S SO FUNNY ICANT😭

randomuser I GET IT RUDY I GET IT

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rudeth don’t be jealous you’ll be my number 1 always

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drewstarkey I want to be invited to the wedding

madisonbaileybabe OMG MY BABYS OMG OMG

jonathandavis im so single…

user7654 I VOLUNTEER

Obxoficial: Our Luna and JJ🌊❤️

randomuser THAT’S A CONFIRMATION?!?

rudypankowupdates happy for you…😔

Bunny : this was my first social media au so hope you like it!!

[cutiebinni]

thanos x reader, can be a mix of smut fluff and angst, just give endgame and happy ending 🙏🏻

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ // you belong to me — thanos x reader smut

warning !! : meandom!thanos, female reader, name calling, degradation, blowjob, fingering, cum eating, choking, overstimulation

a/n : combining these two asks bc i can hehehe 😈 its pretty short im sorryyryr 😣✋🏼 i actually hate thanos but my love for TOP makes it easier to write for him..

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝

you know he’s watching you. you can feel his eyes on you. but you continue to laugh and talk with myung-gi anyways.

and then you feel his hand on your shoulder, whipping you around. “what’ve we got here? talking to your new boyfriend?” he spits.

“n-no! i was just-“

“shut up. bathroom, now.”

oh shit.

—

thanos grabs you by your neck, blocking your airway slightly as he pushes you up against the wall of the bathroom stall.

“slut. you think you can just flirt with other guys? y’think just because we’re in this game i won’t wreck you?”

“i-i’m sorry, i-“ you choke out, struggling to speak since he doesn’t plan on moving his hand from your neck.

“sorry my ass. on your knees.” your eyes widen. was he really about to do this in here?

nonetheless, you’d never disobey him, so you swiftly got on your knees. he unties the knot and shoves his pants down. you can see the wetness of his tip through his gray boxers.

he quickly discards of those, revealing his angry red tip, smothered in precum. he strokes his dick with his right hand, left still on your throat.

he moves his left hand to your hair, carding his fingers through it. he gives a rough yank at it, pulling your head foward onto his cock.

you take what you’re given. he bobs your head up and down his dick, eventually just starts thrusting into your mouth until he cums down your throat.

he thumbs at your bottom lip as he pulls out, you immediately open your mouth and stick out your tongue to show you swallowed everything.

“get up.” he orders, and you do just that.

he pulls your pants down, and then your panties, one after the other. he collects your slick on one finger, bringing it up to your clit to rub lazy circles on it.

“such a whore.. i didn’t even touch you ‘nd look how wet you were for me already..“

he takes two fingers to your entrance, shoving them in with no warning. you let out a loud whine, which causes him to bring a hand to your mouth.

“shh. we wouldn’t want anyone to hear us, now, would we?“ he whispers, and you frantically shake your head as you whine.

he thrusts his fingers in an out at a cruel pace, not giving you any mercy as his other hand remains over your mouth.

you feel the knot tightening in your tummy after only a minute or two because of how fast he’s going.

“thanos- ‘m- g’na cum, ah- fuck- please!” you exclaim, overstimulated as he never stops or slows, even while you come down from your high.

he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you, palm slapping against your clit as he thrusts,

“you’ve got one more in there for me, hm, pretty? c’mon, babe, y’got it.”

you frantically shake your head no, but he continues on, and eventually you reach your high again again.

you throw your head back as you cum once more, and he smiles as he sees the look on your face.

“think that pathetic loser can make you feel like i do? that’s right, you belong to me.”

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tags : @ventforu @zuminxtdoor

[mxl633]

ur writing is sooo good, u deserve a follow^^ I loved ur Yunjin fics so much, thank u for answering my request, ik it's too soon to send another request but how about this time it's

Spiderwoman!Yunjin × Villain!Reader, enemies to lovers trope 👀 it could be any villain you want:3

HOLYY SIGMA. I’m so sorry I was busy w my exams and I’m glad you asked me another request (PLEASE DO MORE!!) I was running out of ideas. YOU ASKED N I SHALL DELIVER again thank you so much for supporting me! I’ll do a part 2 on this if you want to

Web of hearts

Spiderwoman!Yunjin x Villain!Reader

Warnings: Violence(not tm) , Morally Grey Characters , Enemies to lovers , Themes of Betrayal and trust ,KISSING!!, mention of struggles

“Web of Hearts”

The city glittered like a jewel under the night sky, its lights painting the horizon in hues of neon pink, electric blue, and sharp gold. Above it all, Yunjin swung from rooftop to rooftop, her Spiderwoman suit sleek against her figure as the cool night air rushed past her. Her thoughts were sharp and focused: you were out there, and she wasn’t going to let you slip away this time.

You had been the bane of her existence for weeks. A mysterious Villain whose crimes were as clever as they were chaotic—art thefts, tech heists, even the occasional explosion just to “make things interesting.” No one had ever pushed her this far, and she hated—no, she couldn’t stand—that you always got under her skin.

Tonight, though, she was ready. She’d tracked your movements, intercepted police chatter, and narrowed down your target: a shipment of cutting-edge technology being smuggled through the city. She perched on the edge of a skyscraper, her masked eyes scanning the streets below like a hawk.

Then she saw it. A sleek figure darting through the shadows of an alley, a bag slung over your shoulder. You moved like a phantom, quick and silent. But you weren’t quick enough.

Yunjin fired a web, and it zipped through the air with precision, yanking the bag from your grip. She dropped down in front of you, landing with a thud that echoed through the narrow alleyway.

“Predictable,” she taunted, twirling the bag in her hand before webbing it to a nearby lamppost.

You stepped out of the shadows, your leather-clad figure illuminated by the dim light. Your mask covered the lower half of your face, but your amused eyes betrayed your emotions. “Predictable? That’s rich coming from someone who keeps playing into my hands.”

Yunjin’s head tilted slightly, her lenses narrowing. “Big talk for someone who’s about to be webbed up like a fly.”

You laughed, low and teasing, before lunging at her. The alley erupted into a whirlwind of motion. Punches, kicks, and flips—it was a dance neither of you could win nor wanted to lose.

But this time, you managed to pin her against the wall. Your hands braced on either side of her head, your bodies too close for comfort.

“Why do you keep chasing me?” you asked, your voice softer now, but no less challenging. “There are bigger, badder villains out there. You don’t even know my endgame.”

“Maybe I like the challenge,” Yunjin shot back, her voice steady despite the fluttering in her chest.

Your eyes gleamed as a smirk tugged at your lips. “Or maybe you like me.”

The words hung in the air, heavy and charged. Yunjin faltered, just for a moment, but it was enough. You grabbed her wrist, twisting out of her grip, and spun her around so she was now the one pinned. She gritted her teeth, frustration bubbling up—not just at her failure to gain the upper hand, but at how close you were. She could feel the warmth radiating off you, could see the sharp curve of your jaw under the mask.

“You’re insufferable,” she muttered.

“And you’re obsessed with me,” you countered, your voice dropping lower, sending an involuntary shiver down her spine.

You reached up slowly, your gloved fingers brushing against the edge of her mask. She stiffened but didn’t stop you. “You don’t have to hide, Yunjin,” you murmured. “I’ve known for a while now. You’re not as sneaky as you think.”

Her heart pounded in her chest. She should have been furious, but instead, all she could focus on was your voice, your proximity, the way her name sounded coming from your lips.

“You’re bluffing,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Am I?” you whispered back.

The tension between you snapped like a web in the wind as you leaned in and pressed your lips to hers. For a moment, the world disappeared. The city, the mission, the chaos—none of it mattered. Her body reacted instinctively, her hands finding their way to your shoulders as she kissed you back with a fire she didn’t know she had.

When you pulled away, she was breathless, her masked eyes wide with shock.

“This doesn’t mean I’m letting you go,” she said, her voice shaky but firm.

You grinned, stepping back into the shadows. “Sure, Spiderwoman. Catch me if you can.”

And then you were gone.

The kiss haunted her.

Days passed, and every time Yunjin closed her eyes, she felt the ghost of your lips on hers. She hated how easily you’d gotten under her skin, how much she thought about you now.

Still, she couldn’t let it distract her. You were a criminal—a dangerous one—and she had a job to do. But the lines between duty and desire were blurring in ways she couldn’t control.

The next time she found you, it wasn’t because of police chatter or clever detective work. She stumbled upon you while patrolling the city. You were perched on the roof of an abandoned building, staring out at the skyline like you owned it.

She didn’t hesitate, firing a web that wrapped around your arm and yanked you toward her. You stumbled, caught off guard, but quickly recovered, flipping to land gracefully a few feet away from her.

“Didn’t think you’d come back so soon,” you said, brushing off your sleeve.

“You make it impossible not to,” she shot back, her voice sharp but lacking the venom she intended.

You tilted your head, studying her. “You’re different tonight.”

“Don’t flatter yourself.”

You chuckled, stepping closer. “I wasn’t. But now I’m curious.”

She tensed as you closed the distance between you, your presence as intoxicating as it was infuriating.

“Why do you care so much?” you asked, your tone softer now. “I’m not some maniac trying to destroy the world. I have my reasons.”

“Reasons don’t excuse what you’ve done,” she said, though her voice wavered.

“Maybe not,” you admitted. “But you’ve never asked why. You just assume I’m the bad guy because it’s easier that way.”

She froze. It wasn’t like she hadn’t wondered—your crimes were always precise, your targets specific. But she’d buried those thoughts beneath her duty to stop you.

“Why, then?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

You hesitated, and for the first time, she saw a crack in your confident façade. “I’m not ready to tell you. Not yet.”

Her eyes narrowed behind the mask. “Convenient.”

“It’s the truth,” you said, stepping even closer. “But you could find out. If you really wanted to.”

“Stop playing games,” she snapped, though her heart wasn’t in it.

You smiled, leaning in until your faces were just inches apart. “I’m not playing. Not with you.”

And then you kissed her again. This time, it wasn’t impulsive—it was deliberate, slow, and full of unspoken words. Her resolve crumbled as she melted into you, her hands gripping the front of your jacket to steady herself.

When you pulled away, her head was spinning.

“You’re impossible,” she muttered, though there was no heat in her words.

“And you’re irresistible,” you countered with a smirk before disappearing into the night once more.

The pattern continued. Every encounter blurred the line between enemy and lover until Yunjin couldn’t tell which was which. You’d tease her, push her buttons, and then leave her reeling with a kiss that left her questioning everything.

Eventually, she realized the truth: she didn’t want to stop you anymore. She wanted to understand you. And maybe, just maybe, she wanted you to understand her, too.

But could she ever truly trust you? Could you trust her?

The next time you met, under the pale light of a crescent moon, the air between you was heavy with unspoken words.

“Why do you keep coming back?” she asked, her voice trembling.

“Because I can’t stay away,” you admitted, your voice raw.

She stepped closer, her hand reaching up to gently pull your mask away. For the first time, she saw your face—your full face—and it took her breath away.

“I don’t know how to stop this,” she whispered.

“Maybe we don’t have to,” you said, your eyes searching hers.

And for the first time, Yunjin didn’t fight the pull between you. She let herself fall, trusting that, somehow, you’d catch her.

[acotar-taylorsversion]

Is anyone one of the OGs and have been around since 2015-2016 like me?

Am I the only one who misses when this series wasn’t so popular? Or when all we had to talk about was how happy feysand made us and how we were so excited for nessian and Elriel when frost and starlight came out?

Like all talk of Nesta rejecting the bond and choosing Eris. ERIS!?!?!? Like what? I’ve been waiting since 2016 for my nessian endgame and if y’all want her to choose Eris so bad then silver flames was just a giant waste of a book.

Same thing goes for Azriel and Eris. Like that’s just wrong. Y’all clearly have forgotten about their history. And the fact that Az was so focused on rescuing ERIS over GWYN should tell you all you need to know about gwynriel.

And everyone is arguing over gwyn this and gwyn that, and how it makes so much sense that the story can ONLY continue with her? I’m sorry, but no. Makes zero sense. Like where’s the love for Elain?

I just hate when I scroll through tik tok and there’s all these videos about how Cassian is shit now and Nesta needs to be with Eris or how Elriels are the biggest delusional readers in the world.

Just makes me frustrated and I know I’m not the only one. Almost 10 years this series has been in my life and it’s just exhausting sometimes.

[ysaona]

— Spoilers for Act 2, Season 2 of Arcane. If you ship Caitvi as do I, I recommend not opening this up and looking at it. (But, if you're as curious as me prepare yourself.) Remember you’re advised. Thank you.

Note — I’ve been legit crying all day, Yes, I’m mentally ill… (sorry guys, I have no shame!) please don’t read this lol.

🧁

So I was scrolling through TikTok as I’ve been avoiding scrolling for spoilers, but I spoiled myself and found out that Caitlyn and whatever the hell that Ginger’s name has SEXY TIME. It’s not shown; it’s shown after, so the sex scene we’re supposed to get with Vi and Cait (rumored.) may happen. But yes, I hate to break it to you guys: Cait is one of those characters who is a complicated woman, and I love her for that, but my heart breaks for Vi as I know around this time she’s drowning herself in alcohol and fighting to numb the pain and attempt to fill the bigger void that Caitlyn created by leaving her. But I also heard that act two is seven months apart from act one, so I’m just gonna leave that there. Anyways, I love my complicated female characters; they are my babies for real. Anyways, Caitvi endgame, blow that ginger up!!

Here is the video — In my opinion, it looks like Cait regrets it, but I can’t say too much since there is no audio and it’s just this clip. Again you've been warned.

[sthavoc]

I was thinking about Enzo and the reader, who's a famous actress, finally telling everyone that they are dating after months keeping their relationship as a secret bc they weren't well seen by the media.

I thought it could be inspires by endgame, since both have big reputations and are an endgame couple.

I see them like I used to see Vincent Cassel and Monica Belluci or Jane Birkin and Serge.

𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 | ENZO VOGRINCIC

·˚ ༘ pairing: enzo x actress!reader

·˚ ༘ summary: enzo and you become the spotlight after revealing you are together by showing up together to an event, and doing an interview.

·˚ ༘ warnings: mentions of media hate

·˚ ༘ note: these secret relationship tropes are well loved. this one’s a small one. i’m sorry if I missed any grammar mistakes.

Being the end game couple. Always in the cards.

Everything with Enzo was like an ideal for you, a secret dream. In the acting industry, there are three types of people, fans. The ones that care(sometimes too much), the ones that don’t, and the ones that don’t really involve themselves in anything. The media wasn’t sure if they wanted you and Enzo to be together, as there had been things about you in the media. Or had big enemies.

But come on, Enzo’s heard of them all and the man did not care. Enzo knew that one thing was the media and the other was real life. He would read that you were crazy, but you were the opposite of everything he would see.

Then there was when fans from both sides wanted the two of you to be together. Having a big reputation came with its outlay. Being known everywhere you would step into, and having people know everything about your business. Figured you out in everything. But also being the it girl and guy of the era. You’ve been in the industry a little longer than Enzo, so everyone knew who you were. Had been in many hit films. While Enzo had just become the talk of the media, being the man every girl was obsessed with.

So of course when you and Enzo got to the red carpet, you both became the big conversation of everyone around that venue. The cameras that flashed, and interviewers trying to get your attention, were a hell of a show.

“No estabas mintiendo cuando dijiste que toda la atención iba a estar en nosotros.” Enzo moved his lips but didn’t withdraw his eyes from the lenses. Hands were set on your hip giving gentle squeezes.

“Te dije.” You did the same thing as him on keeping your sight focused on the cameras.

Pose after pose and you finally had decided to move on to an interview, where you knew, questions about the two of you were about to be asked.

“¡T/N! ¡Enzo! Que gusto verlos.” The interviewer welcomed.

The microphone was set between the two for the both of you to gab into. “¡Hola!”

The first thing her eyes caught a glimpse of was the interlocking hands of you and Enzo. “Veo que vienen juntos.”

“Sí, decidimos que— que ya era tiempo de revelar nuestra relación.” Your eyes glanced at Enzo who nodded at you with a smile.

“¡Ay, son pareja! ¡Que lindo!” She dragged the last syllable on her tongue. “¿Cuánto llevan?”

You chose to leave this question to Enzo. “Cuatro meses.”

The look of surprise fell upon her face. “Que gusto por ustedes. ¡Pero que guapos se ven los dos! T/N te ves hermosa con ese vestido.” She gestures for the camera to do a run of your dress.

You had a red dress that had a tad of puffiness on it, leaving it free to move every time you walked, and the sleeves fell over your shoulders in a princess style. “Ay, gracias.”

“Y Enzo, guapísimo con este traje.” The interviewer turned towards Enzo, who only looked down at his suit.

“Muchas gracias.” He does his signature move, by placing his hand on his chest.

The interviewer continued asking a couple of questions about each of your careers, but you knew the relationship ones were coming momentarily or later. Have to leave the fairest for last, No?

“¿Y ustedes como se sienten a qué pronto van a ser la boca de todo mundo?” Bingo. There was the question.

You sighed, straining to find your words. “Pues, un poco nerviosos no lo vamos a negar. Pero ya queríamos dejar de escondernos. Y decidimos que tampoco nos va a importar lo que diga la gente.” You gave her a nod that she reflected.

You and Enzo had your ups and downs through the relationship, but you always managed to rise and stay in the middle where nothing could affect you and keep it leveled. Always being the end game that you were.

“Pues muchas felicidades a los dos y estoy muy contenta por ustedes. Pásenla bien.” She lets the both of you walk away into the other millions of people around.

“Eso estuvo mejor de lo que esperé.” Enzo chuckles, feeling a sort of solace. “Pero es solo el comienzo.”

And he was right. This was just the beginning of a rollercoaster full of emotions. With both of you being the talk of the industry, and having two of the most successful actors together, it was something monumental. If it was already making an impact you didn’t even want to know how much heftier it could get.

Though you had your premises.

[cieloclercs]

what would you say (if i told you i love you)? — charles leclerc

PART: 4/? (read part 3 here)

summary. in which childhood best friends blur the lines between what they’ve always known, and something more

warnings. pure angst lmao, charles is an idiot with a capital I, swearing, basically everyone hates charles, the leclercs (minus charles) and joris being iconic + your unnamed bestie, i used pictures from france 2022 so sorry about that 🫠

pairings. charles leclerc x artsy!reader

face claim. tara michelle

author’s note. alex is in one of the pictures as a face claim for a different character but absolutely no hate is intended to her at all !! sorry for the angst in this one 😭 but i promise it won’t stay like that for much longer! <33

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y/nsart experimenting with new textures and media! super happy with the outcome 🖤

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f1wags Charles Leclerc arrived in the Monza paddock today with Italian model Bianca Santoro. Sources suggest they looked pretty cosy 👀

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leclerc_pascale ❤️

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formula1updates Charles Leclerc after his DNF in Monza 💔

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yourfriend

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three weeks later…

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tagged: yourfriend

yourusername healing 🌊🤍🌙

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➜ part 5

tagged: @incoherenciass

[formulafics]

For the blurb reader dealing with the hate of dating a driver and them comforting her.

MRS. ALL AMERICAN, but make it a blurb

well, it may be a few months later, but here it is!! i so hope you love it rena 😔🙏🏻 also im living up to that conversation we had about me dropping things without warning 😼 this also lowkey made me wanna start writing again so 👀

MRS. ALL AMERICAN | SMAU (i’d suggest reading this before you read the blurb!)

Initially, the comments didn’t bother you. In fact, you found yourself amused at many of them, being so unbelievably absurd and far from the truth. A part of you also know it was inevitable. The internet is cruel, and along with that, your relationship moved much faster than most in this day and age. So, for the time being, it wasn’t hard to just ignore them, especially since you were so certain that Alex would be your endgame. To which, he is.

Now, months later, with rings on your fingers, there’s not a shred of doubt in your mind, regarding your relationship with Alex. It’s only getting better by the day, and you couldn’t ask for a better partner. That being said, the comments didn’t stop. Frankly, you’ve started to think they’re getting worse, and unfortunately, it’s becoming harder for you to ignore them.

Alex is not oblivious to your shift in mood. He can see it clearly, especially now as he gazes at you from across the table. His eyes glance down to your hands, watching you pick apart the food on your plate, food that you usually would be ‘going to town on’ (as logan says). His brows furrow as he looks at your face, his heart sinking at the strange sadness that lingers within your expression.

“Are you okay?” He asks softly, eyes meeting yours when you look at him. You swallow a lump in your throat, one you didn’t even realize was there, before answering him. “Yeah,” you respond flatly, huffing briefly. Your chest is tight, leaving you to feel like you can’t suck in enough air. Your response isn’t exactly what Alex hoped to hear, the man being slightly stumped on what to do or say.

He waits a few moments, but the longer you both sit in silence, the more the whole situation weighs on the both of you. “You can talk to me,” Alex assures you, eyes hopeful that you’ll open up to him. You sigh, setting your fork down. You lean forward, resting your arms on the table to close the distance between you and him, and he mirrors your movements, making it feel as if you both are in a more private setting.

“It’s just,” you pause, trying to think of how to word things. “The comments — they’re getting worse, I think,” you say it quietly, the aforementioned lump returning to your throat. Alex’s expression softens, and he simply nods. “Yeah,” he responds. Before anything else can be said, the waitress is at your table, and after confirming that you’re done eating, Alex asks for the bill.

By the time you’re walking out of the restaurant and headed to the car, you’re almost in tears. You squeeze Alex’s hand in yours, unintentionally bumping into his side as you walk to the car. When you do finally reach it, he guides you to the passenger side, but rather than opening the door, he engulfs you in a hug. Just like that, the tears begin to fall from your eyes, and you hug him back, nuzzling your face into his jacket. He doesn’t say anything yet, and just rests his head on yours, his hand soothingly rubbing your back.

He waits until your crying slows, then kisses your head. “I’m sorry about the comments - I know it’s hard,” he says against your hair, and you just nod in response, hugging him impossibly tighter. “You smell good,” you say quietly, lifting the mood slightly. He chuckles, making the corners of your lips pull upwards. “Thank you,” he hums. You look up at him, a small smile on your lips. Even though there’s still weight on your shoulders, you can’t help the smile, or the way your heart speeds up when you look at him.

He tilts his head down and presses a kiss against your lips - a soft, short one. “I wish I could do more,” he says earnestly, resting his forehead on yours. “I know,” you respond, knowing that he probably needs some reassurance too.

A few moments pass, the both of you stood there in comfortable silence with your eyes closed, soft gusts of wind breezing past you. Alex inhales, then pulls away, but doesn’t go too far just yet. “I just hope you know that everything they say is complete bullshit, and that i’m genuinely so happy with you,” He says, his eyes glimmering with honesty in a way that makes your heart squeeze in your chest. “Me too,” you respond, pressing another kiss to his lips. Slowly, the lingering weight on your shoulders finally dissipates as Alex opens the passenger door, holding your hand until you’re in the seat. He bends down, a silly grin on his face. “I love you so much,” he says, making you smile. “I love you.” you respond, watching as he closes the door, then walks around the car, taking his place in the drivers seat.

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