#idek if this is a hot take or not i just. i don't like how sumire's character was sacrificed for marketability

[misty-wisp]

sumire could've been so much more interesting, like. okay. i get it. kasumi was really nice but at the same time she was insensitive as fuck to her sister and that made her feel like shit 24/7 and you'd think that'd piss sumire off, no? or at least you'd think it'd be made clear that she's not pissed purely because she thinks so lowly of herself. no. she just sings kasumi's praises even with everything in mind.

like. you'd think "hm maybe kasumi wasn't the best sister even though she meant well" no. no she's the perfect person and sumire still loves her and looks up to her well enough to wear her likeness even after accepting herself as sumire post-3rd semester. sumire didn't even like gymnastics as much as her and she obviously had more of an interest in cooking but she's gotta go on to fulfill her sister's dream even though hey maybe that's not what she wants--no that's exactly what she wants it's what the game says can't you read.

idk man sumire continuing to think her sister was perfect and following on with that "dream" of theirs even though it was holding down her mental health doesn't sound much like her rebelling to me. ik her real awakening was meant to be rebelling against maruki's reality but in that case her whole personal deal regarding how she sees herself and kasumi doesn't mean that much. she doesn't get to do her own thing. she has to go and achieve what her sister wanted for her, because god forbid sumire be her own person with her own interests and wants that have nothing to do with her dead sister.

fuck, kasumi could've been more interesting too. she doesn't have to be this perfect, well-meaning sister who did nothing wrong except make an oopsies that got her sister to have a mental breakdown and accidentally get her fucking killed. like, c'mon, you could infer that kasumi may have had her own ego over getting constantly praised for her efforts and skills and maybe that was what got her to be so insensitive to sumire's mental health. maybe she was so far up her own ass she couldn't see how she hurt her sister over the course of them doing gymnastics together because literally all she knew was that praise. maybe the way she was being treated got her to emotionally abuse her own sister without her even realizing it. maybe we could've seen more of how that affected sumire's mental health after her death--oh what's that? she still has to be a perfectly marketable waifu with next to no personality aside from being nice and cute and romantically interested in the protagonist? okay, ATLUS!!

[starvinginbelair]

me trying to explain that while tt's nightwing run might kinda suck, it really was a good latch on point for new fans when it was first released:

[lizziesribbons]

So badly |

PAIRING: RICH STEPMOM! WANDA X FEM! READER

summary: Wanda is your dad's new wife and an incredibly talented business woman, you always liked her but you felt as if she didn't feel the same way about you, she was always cold with you truth be told you were too innocent to know what the real intentions behind the coldness was.

warnings: ****MINORS DNI***** *****MEN DNI***** ****CONTAINS SMUT LOTS OF SMUT****** degradation kink, hair pulling, praising, angst if you squint, mommy kink, r being head over heels in love with Wanda, Wanda being mean too mean but hot. SO HOT. squirting muahahaha, multiple orgasms, crazy crazy gay peOple, everyone's gay y'all are gay, gay gay gay. I need to drown in holy water cuz um yea.

author's note: I changed EVERYTHING CHANGED I don't know if y'all even know who I am but like anyways idek if this is gonna be a thing I just got an idea and I wrote it in my notes and now I'm posting here ‼️

Word count: 2.1k

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Wanda maximoff.

She was an intimidating woman. even her name is hot? When your dad first introduced her you immediately fell in love whenever she was around you were always squirming in her gaze, she was just too pretty too perfect. Too good for your dad. Your dad wasn't the best man in the world he was alright, he was always working always travelling he didn't have time for you or anything else that's why you were shocked when he brought her. Wanda.

Wanda was a business woman too. A successful one indeed, She had 2 twins Tommy and billy, who you instantly grew to love, you wondered how Wanda handled all of it, A husband, A business and still making enough time for her kids, she was like a super mom there was no single doubt her kids loved her. And she loved them.

Your dad was barely home so it was always just you Wanda and the twins, you never felt like Wanda liked you whenever you would try talking to her she would give you cold responses, always looking into your soul like she was angry at you. She would constantly taunt you whenever you would go outside with your friends and come home too late, or when you wore something a little too revealing. Some would say she was possessive you just thought of it as her being her grumpy self

but what you didn't know, Wanda wanted you. Every second of every day she thought about you but she knew it was wrong. so she would put up this act to hide her secret. her dirty little secret, no one except Wanda knew what kind of thoughts ran through her mind, what she did at night thinking about you when her husband was asleep beside her.

she thinks about how her fingers would feel inside you, making you scream her name, whispering all kinds of dirty things in your sweet little ears

how good it would feel to fuck you with her strap until you couldn't take it anymore, she often gets off thinking about you but you weren't aware of any of it. She sometimes thought you knew cause of how you would bend over in front of her wearing the most smallest skirts possible but she knew you were just as innocent as you look, she also knew about the crush you have on her, it was too obvious with how you would look inside her shirt every time she bent down to pick something, how quickly you would respond every time she calls for you, how flustered you would get when she's around. she wasn't blind she could see right through you.

You were always home nowadays as your college was off and your friends were either on vacation with their family or they just didn't have time. Wanda had a business event today on which she asked you to come with her as the twins were at their dad's and you would be home alone, she even picked up an outfit for you, it was a cute black dress simple and elegant not too small just how Wanda liked. She was so sweet with you today. too sweet. even offered to make your hair and do your makeup and you let her. cuz how could you deny it? you let her dress you up like you were her personal doll she gave you a kiss on the cheek that made you blush so hard Wanda immediately noticed and smirked.

the car ride from the house to where the event was being held was filled with tension. Wanda's eyes were constantly on you eating you up she noticed the way you clenched your thighs under her gaze and how you shied away every time you two would make eye contact, when you reached the destination, Wanda opened the door for you holding out her hand to you. Your fingers intertwined with hers following her between the crowd of people.

You insisted on staying behind as she went on the red carpet. admiring her you noticed how beautiful Wanda really is, she is hand-crafted by the gods you wondered how it would feel to touch her. every inch of her body you wanted to kiss her so bad the urge to do it was strong. Wanda noticed, Ofc she noticed she smirked knowing your gaze was on her and all her attention too, you looked at her coming back to you as you straightened your back and smiled at her, she held you by your waist and told you "I want you to meet some people malaysh" the nickname made you weak. you just wanted to fall on your knees and beg Wanda but you couldn't.

After meeting those people Wanda left you alone to go and sort some business deal you didn't care about. Wanda saw you laughing and chatting with some people she thought it was nice you were getting along well, until. she saw this girl put her hand on your thigh and getting too touchy. Wanda felt something burst inside her she interrupted the conversation she was having came behind you and pulled you back from your waist making you push yourself into her crotch.

Wanda looked at the girl and raised her eyebrows, the girl was out of there in a second. It was hot. so hot the power Wanda holds, you were about to ask what that was when suddenly you felt her fingers hold your ass tightly as she whispered in your ear "Stop flirting with every person you see just to get my attention" Your legs failed you as you moan slowly in wanda's grasp, her hold was bruising on you as she whispered again "don't be a whore now, go wait in the car I'll be there in a bit"

as you were waiting for her impatiently in the car and afraid of what to expect next, you heard the car door open and Wanda got in, you didn't say anything. not even a word. her too. the car ride was silent. so silent you could even hear your heartbeat and it was fast. you were sure Wanda heard it

after getting home Wanda softly told you to go and wait in her bedroom like a good girl and you did. not cuz you were a patient woman no no no you were the most impatient girl in the world according to Wanda but you just wanted to make her happy.

after a bit she came in. You saw a bulge inside her pants. looking up at her, sitting on the bed on all your fours she came up to you and held your jaw softly

"you look so good like that, on mommy's bed like a good little slut" Wanda wouldn't be at fault if she thought you came right there, and then because of the moan you let out on the nickname Wanda referred to herself as. but she shrugged it off only smirking at the sight

"strip. slowly." you start striping taking off your dress first, Wanda's eyes on you as she starts undressing herself too making you gasp at the sight of her.

"you're so beautiful," you said as you worshipped her body just by your eyes, giving herself a moment or two to smile and blush at your compliment, she said sternly "Less talking, let's put that mouth to better use yeah?"

she took off her pants and underwear revealing a scarlet strap attached to her as you look at it and drool "Open up show mommy how good of a slut you can be" she said as you open your mouth tongue out, she guide the strap inside your mouth not even half of it and you were already gagging, it was bigger than anything you've taken before but Wanda didn't care, your gags and whimper were music to her ears.

losing herself in the pleasure she started thrusting inside your mouth as you sat there drooling, she threw a sadistic smile your way and said "I think we just found the perfect way to keep your mouth shut"

Wanda pulls out suddenly, your face covered in sweat and tears, and lays down on the bed

"come here ride my strap," she said patting her lap, gasping for air your breath shaky from the previous encounter you said

"y yes mommy"

slowly, you lower yourself onto her strap, your eyes locked with hers as you whispered "It's too big"

Wanda pouted her lips with fake pity "Aw is it?" you nodded as she looked at you "Is it too big for my little whore huh?" you nodded again not breaking eye contact

"fucking say it then. you can speak" Wanda said sternly placing a sharp slap on your ass, just as you were about to say Wanda force your hips down onto her strap "Too late" You bit your lip feeling her strap penetrate deeper into your wet slit

"Mommy hurts please ah" moans and gasps. it was all you could let out as Wanda ignored all of it and thrust your hips up and down on her strap, tits bouncing with the force.

your body trembling as you take her deeper inside you, suddenly you feel a sharp slap against your tits just as a humiliating spit was delivered on your face, spit drips from your mouth onto your chest as she slaps your tits repeatedly

"Mommy too much-gonna cum please" you plead at her "Come for mommy honey let it out" You came just as soon as those words left her mouth, she didn't stop. turning you guys around so she was on top she started thrusting with all her might as the bed started moving

"you know how badly mommy wanted to fuck that pussy from the very first time she saw you huh?" she whispered in your ear making you moan as she kept thursting "How I touched myself at the thought of being inside you fucking you so deep your legs wouldn't work for weeks? it was a torture not being able to fuck you every moment I saw you I just wanted to bend you over and take you" The dirty confessions only added fuel to the fire as you were already close

"please Mommy" you said weakly as she thoroughly fucked you, the room filling with noises of skin slapping together, "Please what? say it, baby"

"please I'm gonna cum again" you say looking up at her, "cum again for me then you don't need my permission"

just as you were about to cum she reaches down to rub your clit "NO PLEASE NO!" was the last thing you said when you lost control completely and squirted everywhere, not knowing what happened you looked at Wanda who was smirking smugly as she pulled out of you slowly and took off the strap throwing it down the bed

"Mommy I've never done that I'm sorry I don't know what happened" Wanda looked you down with admiration as she cooed cupping your face "Oh baby no that's okay you did good it was so good" she softly kissed you, leaving small kisses down your neck to your stomach until she reached between your legs

"no too much, can't." you tried squirming away but her strong hands held you in place "Just trust me" She raised her eyebrows and scanned your face for any hesitations as she dived down and carefully cleaned you up making sure not to overstimulate you

she sat back up "You taste so good", blushing at her compliment you muttered a "thank you"

"so adorable" Taking you in her arms and holding you against her she whispered sweet nothings into your ear through the whole time until you fell asleep in her arms, she looked at you knowing you were hers now. for forever.

[pearlzier]

────⠀ soldier boy has a glasses kink WHO said that

warnings / SMUT ! MDNI. soldier boy. bro hes a warning just, as himself. glasses kink ???. oral(m!recieving). uhhh kinda filthy i gotta say. he cums on reader's glasses + face. dirty talker. degradation? he says whore once. first time writing ben uhhh let me know if u guys like it <3 and if u wanna be on the tag list for uhhh the boys or jensen stuff idek

thank u @theosaurous for gracing our earth with this beautiful hc all creds 4 this thing to them <3 (its been almost a month HELP)

it's humiliating. completely degrading and demeaning and you're lapping it all up even then. the way he holds you so gently but lets the meanest things fall from his lips, his words gruff and gravelly, it makes your head spin. your skin feels hot, your knees digging into the shitty motel rug beneath you as he keeps you on your knees below him. your chest rising and falling in heavy breaths, eyes darting up to him frantically from where you're kneeling. "look at you," he grunts.

the entire reasoning for your position beneath him and status of being gagged by his cock? those glasses of yours. usually you wore contacts, since they were easier for your line of work and simpler to handle everyday. ben had never seen you without contacts before, wearing glasses. he'd be a damn liar if he tried to say that it didn't turn him on so bad to see you with those lenses over your eyes and nose bridge adorned.

"teasing me with those fucking glasses, huh? shoulda' worn 'em earlier, maybe wouldn't have ended up on your knees like a whore for me, huh?" he pats the head of his cock against your lips, grasping the back of your head tightly to push himself between your lips once more. a guttural groan escapes him and he swallows thickly, a low chuckle escaping him too.

"that's it, take that fucking dick. that's it, fuck." the look of your glasses slipping down your nose, too low to actually help you see however perfect for ben to get off on.

you're practically drooling on him, lips stretched around him with every inch he pushes further down your throat. the whimper you let out by the time he's near bottoming out makes him groan, and his grip on the back of your head tightens instinctively. "ben—"

"shh, sh, don't wanna hear a word out of your mouth," his tone is practically a snarl but still soft enough to coax you into listening to him. "just wanna look at you, those glasses, shit," he didn't know he was into glasses, to be honest with you. ben was into everything about you, but this? this new development? yeah, he'd take advantage of it for a long ass time.

"look so good takin' my cock," he muses, thumb stroking over your cheek. it brushes over your lips, soon smearing your saliva over them with another low chuckle. he likes leaving you a mess, not just likes, he loves leaving you a mess like this. "that pretty mouth's great for fillin', ain't it? always chattin' shit, just gotta stuff it full of me." ben knows he can get away with it since your mouth's a little preoccupied with sucking him off.

all you can do, really, is look up at him with wide, watery eyes. your jaw lax with the intrusion of him between your lips, hands grasping loosely at his legs as best as you can to make sure you don't end up falling over.

"a little deeper," growling, he grasps at the back of your head once more and tugs you further along his dick. the gagging sound has him groaning, hips rutting up against your face instinctively afterwards. "suckin' the fuckin' life outta' me," despite how rough he is in practically fucking your face, he's soft, in a way.

this is ben, he isn't exactly all sunshine and rainbows, but he's always in awe of how well you do for him—every single time. and he makes you feel perfect afterwards, he'd rather die than leave you unfulfilled.

"doing so good," he tells you, voice breathy, low with his arousal and how worked up he's getting right now. he swallows thickly, glancing down at you, "feel so fucking good, that mouth, shit.."

"mmh?" you mumble around him, eyes lifting back up to his again as your breathing picks up a little. every little bit of encouragement from him meant a lot, because you knew he meant it. he really does.

"yeah, yeah.." ben's head falls back with a groan, his hips picking up pace and thrusting into your mouth a little more rhythmically now. you can feel he's getting closer now, from how his grip on your head tightens and his sounds become more and more frequent. "you're gonna make me—fuck, fuck, come off for me, there we go, fuckin' warm mouth, nice and warm for me. made for me, huh? say it, wanna hear you fuckin' say it."

ben's hand quickly wraps around his cock, his grip tight as he starts pumping it quickly, thumb brushing against his slit occasionally—only tensing his thighs even more. "made for you," you mumble instinctively, batting your eyelashes as you adjust to the loss of him in your mouth.

"what's made for me? huh? c'mon," ben pats your cheek with his free hand, his other still moving up and down himself in quickening paces. his brows raise, gaze turning expectant as he looks down at you.

"my mouth," you tell him, tone a little whiny. he's smirking, that stupidly attractive smirk, as he hears that. "my mouth was made for you," and he really believes it too, 'cause you take him so damn well every single time.

"that's it, you learn so well, hm?" ben coos, condescension in his tone as he speaks. it's all loving, really, but he's not exactly thinking much with his heart here as much as he's thinking with his dick. especially right now, as the pressure tightens in his abdomen, the movements of his hand growing less controlled and more jerky. "you ready for me, baby? for me to come all over that face? those glasses? god, those glasses. c'mon, tongue out. there we go, that's it.. there's that mouth i love, huh?"

he's practically babbling right now, his eyes squeezing shut. your tongue stuck out for him, waiting and ready, has him pumping his hand faster till his thighs start trembling, thick white ropes of cum spurting from his throbbing, aching tip landing in globs on your glasses, cheeks, tongue. you look so good like that, and he tells you, "that's a pretty picture, ain't it? might take a photo of that, mmh?" his head tilts to the side a little bit. the whine you let out in response makes him laugh, the corners of his lips tugging upwards at the corners.

"open your eyes," ben coaxes, thumb brushing against your cheek and pushing a little bit so your eyes open. he hums, "there you are," he lets out a gruff laugh, "can't see, can you?" you shake your head in response, swallowing thickly. your gaze is all blurry, without the glasses, not able to see properly. "glasses all messy? let's take 'em off," he eases your glasses off your face, inspecting them all messy with his cum before he looks back at you.

"that's alright," he tells you, placing the glasses down onto the bedside cupboard, before he gets your attention again. "only thing you gotta see is me. just me."

[tan1shere]

i have no idea if you do fics for eva from swarm but i’m begging you for another!! maybe like we join the group unknowingly but eva takes a particular liking to us? you can change stuff about that idek what i’m saying i just need more eva fics

(i know she’s a cult leader but she’s hot. arrest me 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️)

All Mine

Eva x female reader !

A/n: yesss we love Eva here, I hope you enjoy !

Summary: there were many girls in the cult. But she was drawn to you, obsessed with you.

Warnings: smut, eva is cray cray but in a hot way (we know 😋) eating out (r receiving) hickeys - I think that might be it, leme know if I missed anything !

Masterlist

It was 3 months in, and you loved it there your new friends, letting you stay with them after your car had broke down not far from them. You had no idea where you were heading if you were honest so when they offer you to stay you ofcourse say yes. Eva, the lead girl of the little group was the first one to find you on the side of the road.

"Fuck sake." You cursed under your breath. You then hear a voice behind you, startling you slightly. "Everything ok?" You turn to face her. "Yeah just a flat tire- probably a sign I shouldn't keep going." You awkwardly laugh a tiny bit, causing her to flash a beautiful smile, it made you go a little crazy. "Im Eva." She sticks her hand out. "Y/n."

And ever since then you've been happily living there, alongside all the others. You had your own room, just like Eva did. Which confused you to say the least. Because the others all slept in one room. Why didnt you? But those wandering questions soon enough unfolded.

There was no doubt Eva was hot, you deeply thought so. Whenever she'd speak so softly, with a hint of teasing, it was alluring. And to be honest you loved it. You didn't quite understand why, you were all just friends. Right?

"Good day?" You then hear her voice, causing you to look at her as she approaches your seat, sitting next to you. "Great thanks, Eva. It's so lovely here." Her eyes wander your face. "Good, angel. Im so glad." You look into her piercing blue eyes, feeling like you were in a trance. She was like nothing you've seen before.

You then think for a moment. "Can I ask you something?" She just nods, moving a loose strand behind your ear. "What's up?" You take a moment to process. "Why do I have a room to myself and the others don't?" She then thinks, needing to come up with a lie. "They've all had it at one point, each new girl gets to have it til they're settled in with one another." You believed anything she said, so you just smile and nod. "Makes sense!"

But suddenly it didn't make sense. You ofcourse talk to the others, but you mainly kept to yourself. "Hey Cricket!" You smile, she returns it. Patting the spot next to her. "Hey babe, everything good?" You nod with a hum. "I did have a question though." She swivels to face you. "What's on ya mind." - "How long did you have the room I'm in before you went into the main one?" Her brows furrow slightly. "I've never had that room, no body has in fact. Eva said it was just empty but nothing was going in it. Why's that?" Your mind thinks for a moment. Eva lied to you.. but for what reason.

"Oh- uh. Nothing important, I just assumed thats what had happened." You shake your head slightly, pulling yourself out of your thoughts. "Nope, you're the first actually, I didn't know that could be a bedroom to be honest." You nod, going to get up. "Yeah, well. Thanks Crick." She nods, giving you a last smile.

You march up to Eva's room and open the door, you'd usually knock but she was just sitting on her bed reading. "Everything alright love?" Her brows furrow, going to get up. She comes over to you, putting her hand delicately on your cheeks. "You lied to me, why?" Confusion strikes her. But your instant with your words. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." - "Baby, hey. I said that so you wouldn't rub it in the others faces. Did you?" You felt angry for some reason. "Ofcourse not! That's not who I am. You know that." She hums in reply. "Look, they aren't bothered that they don't have that room, they're pretty happy being in the main."

"So whyd you lie to me?" You fold your arms, but you just looked so cute in her eyes. "Because I didn't want you knowing the real reason, not them." You ponder for a moment, huh? Why though.. "i don't understand." You look into her eyes, but hers get closer by the second. Backing you up against the wall. "Let me show you." She says into your neck. Her breath causing you to shiver visibly. Your mouth opens slightly, going to put your hand in her soft hair. Her lips make contact with with your skin. Beginning to suck hard.

Noises come out of you. Liking this a bit too much. "Eva-" You gasp as she bites. She wasn't listening, continuing to suck as you let out a noise of approval. But she abruptly removes her mouth, clearly done with the task. You whimper, wanting more. And she smirks, exactly how she wanted you. "Go down for dinner hm?" She bites her lip but you freak out. "But my neck-" "good. Let them see." Your eyes widen in size, but you were so drawn to Eva. You just wanted to do exactly as she asked.

That was now a few weeks ago, nothing has actually happened and you were growing incredibly frustrated. Why hadn't she made another move like that night? It was bugging you. So you did what you thought would get her attention. You wore a short summer dress that was tight around your breasts making them sit incredibly nicely. You wanted to go for a small walk down to the gardens, but before you could leave the house a hand is gripping your wrist. "What're you wearing?" You turn to look at her. "Clothes? Can I not?" Her brow raises.

"Things are very.. tight." She says as she observes. "Don't look then." You say with a cheeky smile, about to leave again. She scoffs, pulling you back considering her grip was still tight around your wrist. "Uh uh, don't do that." - "Or what? Why do you care so much."

"When you come around looking like this, don't think I don't recognize that shit."

"Bothered?" She tilts her head, looking at your lips. She honestly had no idea why she was putting off going further with you. Maybe beyond all the sexualness she had grown to truly care for you. The fear of hurting you in any way was evident. "My room, now." Something in you changes and you do just that, loving the way her voice sounded.

You make your way up there, standing in the middle of the room. "Are you afraid of something Eva?" She sh's you, going straight to kissing your neck. She didn't want to talk right now. "But it seemed-" "Silence angel, just relax." You let out a breath you had been holding in, trying hard not to go too mental. But you ofcourse failed. Miserably. You were now laying on your back against her bed. Her ontop of you. Your brain fuzzed over when her hand slides up your thighs, inching closer and closer to you. "You're so warm." Her voice was like a whisper inside your brain. Like she wasn't real.

"Please Eva, need you so bad." You pleaded desperately. She smirks down at you, moving her hand inside to feel just how wet you had become. You gasp yet again, not as prepared for her next move. She plays with you, exactly how she's been playing with your mind. But you loved it, craved it. It never felt real. It certainly did now though. "So wet, wonder who got you like this." You try to form any kind of words. "You Eva.. you made me wet." The confession makes her go insane. Adoring how much power she has over you.

"Precious precious girl." She softly says, lifting your dress up and planting her face directly over your clothed pussy. But her hands yank them off within an instant, seeing for herself just how wound she had you. "Goodness me, angel. Get to see it all for myself." Another whimper escapes you. "All mine." She then breathes, diving in immediately after saying that. "Fuck!" You screech, but a soft hand flies to your mouth. "Quiet baby, unless you want them to hear how I'm having you right now." You shrink as she says that, feeling a lil embarrassed. "Didn't think so.." She trails off, licking your cunt real good.

Causing you to bite her hand, knowing how loud you can get. "I mean, I'd like them to hear, all those pretty noises. How much of a mess you'll be when I'm done. All, because of me" Her finger makes way into your mouth, getting you to suck. "You're so well behaved huh?" Your mind goes blank feeling like an empty piece of paper. "What a good girl, very good." Your eyes shut as her tongue enters you, her pace fast. Making your head spin. "Eva." You mumble against her finger, feeling it coming quick. "Go on baby, let me finally taste you." And with a few more fucks of her tongue. That's what you did.

Cumming all of it into her mouth. And she couldn't be more happy. "So easy to make cum. Good to know."

[tsandoll]

...so imagine being roommates/besties with jaehyun and he's like the best roomie ever, always listening to you, doing all the chores you tell him to do, having a huge crush on you and getting a kick out of being praised for being so attentive, you know. everything could be perfect, the only 'downside' is the fact that the walls of the apartment are so thin and you can hear him jerking off. every. single. night.

and you can't sleep because of it because he is soooo loud. he is whimpering and moaning and doesn't even think about the fact that the one he's jerking off to is sleeping in the room next door because he's so lost in the moment. besides the fact that it's super loud it's obviously super hot as well because....well...jaehyun

so one evening you are watching tv together cuddled up on the couch when you decide to confront him because you really can't take it anymore, you just need your sleep back. but you kinda are too descriptive about how whiny and desperate he sounds and how clearly you can hear everything to the point where he can't take it anymore and starts humping your leg.

once you realize what's going on you let him continue, cup his face and tell him you're gonna take care of him, that you will take care of your good boy, even when he's humping your leg like a stupid little puppy. and then tears start forming in his eyes, once he's cumming in his pants tears are streaming down his face and while he's sobbing he's apologizing for making a mess and being a bad roommate. and you're just smiling and telling him that he's the best roommate ever.

sorry for the long ask but the sub!jaehyun brainrot is too real like i don't know what he's doing to me recently

can i be 💙 anon pretty please???

idek if i have anything to add to this bc it's so perfect already?? you ticked all the boxes like this could be a whole fic right here omg. ALSO YES U CAN BE 💙 ANON WELCOME 🫶 i look forward to seeing your future thoughts cuz this already is so so good like this ask is genuinely so yummy... i lowkey wanna write this into smth but i also know that i have a tendency to start drafts and never finish them LMAODHDJ

[omensandwonders]

filthy thoughts about the eepy boys

im in a whole other universe of down horrendous after FINALLY seeing the boys live (well, II and Ves (im crying)) so... this is my outlet. youre welcome and/ or im sorry

warnings: pure filth

vessel:

♤ a munch and a yapper, idc

♤ only time this man shuts up is when his head's buried between your legs and even that's loud, with the way he's groaning into your cunt

♤ eats like he will never see another woman again after this, hands grabbing everywhere he can reach - thighs, ass, stomach, waist.

♤ often uses both tongue and fingers, either fucking his fingers into you while sucking your clit or rubbing tight circles on your clit with his thumb while he's tongue fucking you

♤ mans is hung (we all know it) so he will absolutely make you cum at least three times with his fingers and tongue before giving you his dick

♤ when he does, he's so vocal, groans and whines leaving his throat completely unrestrained

♤ forgets how strong he is, often leaving your thighs, hips and waist bruised

♤ STAMINA.

♤ youre not done until hes done

♤ filthy mouth on that one i tell you

♤ now i also see vessel being more dominant and calculating, but... more on that later if yall want that (👀?)

♤ all im sayin... i think hes the most dominant of all of them... his hand + your throat =mmdjxjisjs (also *cough* spit kink *cough*)

"o-oh my god, darlin', squeezin' me so good- j-just like that, such a good girl for me, takin' it so well-"

"so tight, feels soo good my love, j-just one more for me-"

II:

♤ suddenly my ass is a drum

♤ would it be too on the nose to say he's an ass man who loveeees spanking? actually this is my post so IDC IM SAYIN IT

♤ ass man who loves spanking

♤ impact play in general i dare say

♤ mean slaps whenever you least expect them, wherever you least expect them - face, pussy, ass - he loves your reaction

♤ but can you blame him? you look so pretty looking up at him with those hazy, tear-filled eyes

♤ now vessel gets mean and rough just cause he's desperate. II gets mean and rough because he wants to wreck you. very different motivations there (though im a firm believer that ves has his mean streaks too)

♤ you've been misbehaving? have fun riding him with your hands tied and his hand around your throat. doesnt matter how bad your thighs hurt, he's not helping. also, youre not cumming

♤ loves fucking you face down ass up, with a hand on the back of your head or back of your neck to keep you pinned down

♤ edging ‼️ overstim ‼️ pain ‼️ degradation ‼️ thank you for coming to my ted talk

"you've been nothing but a slut all fuckin' day, throwin' yourself at Ive like that, and you think i'll let you cum? nah, fuck that. you got about another half an hour in you before that, if at all"

"such a pretty lil' bitch for me, crying on my dick like that. you like it when i hurt you? like it when i slap this fuckin pussy?"

"so dramatic, that was only your fourth orgasm. you got at least three more in you"

III:

♤ say it with me now, MESSY

♤ i think III is similar to ves' desperate side, but... more

♤ more desperate, more subby, more whiny, more drooly

♤ will beg. god knows for what but sure it's hot so why the hell would you stop him

♤ sometimes he gets so lost in it his thrusts get uncoordinated

♤ so sloppy, rutting into you like a dog in heat

♤ i could imagine a threesome between you, III and ves... where ves is the one in charge

♤ sitting on a chair next to the bed, running his mouth while III basically sobs while pumping into you

♤ god, he cums so much

♤ absolute loads

♤ idk if this is a hot take or not but possibly the subbiest of the boys?? though i still dont see him as a FULL on sub, maybe a switch? idek i feel like he could go either way

"oooh my fuckin' god doll, so good to me, so fuckin' good- feels so good- 'm gonna cum, cum inside that sweet pussy-"

"love you so much just- just lemme please- just the tip baby-"

"if you don't suck my dick right now i'm gonna lose my mind-"

IV:

♤ also one i see as being dominant

♤ such. a fucking. tease. lord help us all.

♤ learns how to play your body like a fuckin instrument within days, gets you sobbing and pleading within minutes

♤ after what feels like hours of teasing you - toying with and biting your nipples, leaving hickeys all over, touching everywhere but where you need him most - he finally gives in and fingers you and you swear to god you see stars

♤ we all know this man can use his fingers, the way he plays guitar. to him, your body is the most beautiful instrument and he'll be fuckin damned if he can't master it

♤ when he fucks you, he's so rough, all filthy words in your ear as his thick dick drags against your walls

♤ sigh, a biter

♤ leaves bite marks all over you

♤ not satisfied until youre sobbing and trembling beneath him, globs of his cum leaking out of your abused cunt (wrap it before you tap it)

♤ god help you when he discovers remote controlled vibrators

"so drunk on my dick, aren't ya love? that's okay. i'm takin' care or you, don't need to think anymore, just keep those legs nice and open for me"

"can't remember your own name, can ya, love? that's okay, only gotta know mine"

"good fuckin' girl, always so wet and ready for me..."

did i mention that i think they all share a HEAVY breeding kink? no? oops

[clxja16]

Enough

Part III

Charles Leclerc X Wolff!Reader

Genre: Toto Wolff's Daughter Au!

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 4K+

Author's Note: this is turning out way longer than it was suppose to be. I never thought this was going to take this many parts. I'm so sorry for putting you guys through this. This is intense man, like damn. Idek if she's going to be able to fix her relationship with her parents after this. Like damn. I'm just going to apologize now for whatever emotional damage this causes. Also I don't think Toto is like this is real life. This is strictly for the sake of entertainment. This is in no way based on real life.

Part I, Part II

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Charles wants to ensure that this proposal is absolutely perfect for you.  He wants you to have the fairytale you’ve always wanted.  Joris is absolutely sick of hearing about this proposal already.  Everything from the ring, to where he was going to propose, to how he was going to do.  Charles has created a very well crafted, detailed plan about this proposal.  

Charles is going to take you out on his boat, just before sunset.  He hired a private chef, to cook the two of you a romantic dinner, that will be held privately.   Then just after dinner, Charles would bring you around to the deck of the boat, where the two of you can stargaze before he pops the question.  And Joris will be hiding out on the boat, that way when Charles proposes, he can get all the pictures.  And then if you say yes, there will be an engagement party awaiting you and Charles.  

“Charles, I told you we got this,” Joris repeats for the thousandth time, as Charles repeats the steps to the plan again.  Lorenzo chuckles as he watches his brother pace back and forth.  

“Are you sure you want to propose?”  Arthur asks, as he exchanges a side eye with Joris, “I mean if you’re this nervous then maybe you don’t actually wanna get married.  You guys haven’t been together that long.” 

Charles finally takes a seat, he looks around the table to Lorenzo, Arthur, and Joris.  “I just want it to be perfect for y/n,” he sighs, running his hands over his face, “I want to spend the rest of my life making things perfect for her.”  Charles wears a stupidly lovesick smile on his face as he thinks of you.  It makes Joris and Arthur sick to see how in love Charles is.  

“Alright, alright,” Arthus says.  

“We got this, stop worrying so much,” Joris says, as he stands up patting Arthur’s arm to tell him to go.  “We’ll go make sure everything is prepared,” Joris says, as he and Arthur take their leave.  Charles nods to what Joris said.  

Lorenzo stays seated, he takes a moment to watch Charles.  Lorenzo can see how the stress has ingrained itself into Charles.  He sees how the anxiety is weaved into Charles.  And still  Lorenzo can see the love that is painted into Charles’ eyes.   “What’s on in your mind brother?” Lorenzo asks, wanting to pry Charles' worries from his hands.  

Charles sighs once again, “did you invite her parents?”  Charles lays his worries out for Lorenzo to see.  

“I did,” Lorenzo answers.  

Charles looks to Lorenzo, “it’s my fault she’s at a cross with her parents.”  

Lorenzo closes his eyes after hearing Charles’ statement.  Charles is kind-hearted, well mannered, responsible, hard-working, dedicated, and so much more.  However, Charles is also stubborn, hot-tempered, and he can be thoughtless at times.  “I told you,” Lorenzo starts off, pointing at Charles, “I told you not to mess with her, not to get involved with Toto’s daughter, did you listen?” 

Charles sighs, he knows Lorenzo warned him beforehand. “No, I did not.” 

“No, you did not,” Lorenzo repeats to Charles, “it’s too late to be blaming yourself about what happened, it happened already.  There’s no going back,”  Lorenzo takes a breath, he runs his hand through his hair, wanting to pull some out because of Charles.  “Let me ask you brother, do you love this girl?” 

“I do, more than I love racing,” Charles answers.  

“Then forget everything else already,” Lorenzo says, truthfully.  Another thing about Charles, is that there isn’t much that he loves more than racing.  “If you love her as much as you say you do, forget about her parents, forget about everything that has happened.  You marry her, you love her, and you spend the rest of your life making things perfect for her.”  Lorenzo knows that there’s no stopping you and Charles from being together.  From the moment he saw the two of you interact with each other, he knew this was bound to happen.  Lorenzo hasn’t seen anyone that could match Charles better than you can.  “Because like mama has told us, you never get a love like this twice.”  

Charles smirks at Lorenzo’s words.  Charles remembers his mother’s stories about her relationship with their father.  He remembers her talking so deeply about the love they shared.  How it was a once in a lifetime type of love.  How it was a love that was dipped in gold.  How it was a love that was enough for more than a thousand lifetimes.  “Thank you,” Charles tells Lorenzo.  

Lorenzo nods at Charles’ gratitude, before standing and saying, “we’ll see you tonight, and please brother, let her dress you.” Charles laughs at Lorenzo's joke, as he watches Lorenzo leave. 

-

“Charles, you want me to wear the white dress?” you question again, as you stood in the bathroom fixing your hair for tonight.  “Where are we going tonight?” 

“We’re just going out on the boat,” Charles says, as he walks into the bathroom as he’s fixing his sleeves.  

“Why the white dress then?” 

“Because I'm wearing white ma cherie, I want us to match,” Charles smirks, planting a kiss on your cheek, as grabs the bottle of cologne on the counter and walks back out.

You move away from the bathroom mirror, leaning on the door frame, watching Charles as he moves about the bedroom.  You could notice the light shine on his forehead, he was so clearly nervous about something. You try to rack your mind with all the important dates.  It wasn’t any type of anniversary, you could remember.  It most definitely wasn’t Charles’ birthday, and you know it wasn’t your birthday.  It couldn’t be Arthur’s or Lorenzo’s birthday.  A tiny voice in the back of your mind wonders if he was gonna propose.  But you told that little voice to be quiet, because there was no way he was going to propose.  

You and Charles had been going out for less than a year.  Nothing about the relationship was really conventional.  You guys haven’t even officially been living together.  It doesn’t seem like the proper time in a relationship to propose.  But you do wonder, if he’s gonna do it.  You smile to yourself, thinking about what it would be like to be Mrs. Leclerc.  

You grab the mini white sundress that Charles is so insistent on you wearing tonight.  You change out of the comfort clothes you’ve been wearing.  When you emerge again from the bathroom, newly changed into the dress, you catch Charles staring at you.  “I’m ready,” you say as you look up to meet Charles’ eyes. 

You don’t miss the small flush on his cheeks, “wow,” he mumbles under his breath.  “You look…” Charles tries to think of a compliment that perfectly encapsulates how breath-taking you are.  “Damn,” Charles says instead.

You giggle at his choice, “I look damn?” 

“No,” Charles quickly says, shaking his head, “words to describe how beautiful you look tonight, haven’t even been invented yet.” 

You giggle again at Charles’ cheesiness, “well I guess that’s a compliment.”  Charles smiles at you, planting a kiss on your lips. 

“Shall we go?” Charles asks, as he pulls you out of the bedroom.  

“Yes we shall.” 

-

Charles brought you around to the deck, when you guys finished up dinner.  The stars up above were shining bright.  There was a blanket and pillows set up on the deck for you and Charles to sit and stargaze.  “Dinner was lovely,” you say, as you take a seat next to Charles on the blanket.  “How did you find this private chef?” You looked over curiously at Charles.  

You could see the faint red creep up his cheeks, “honestly?” 

“Honestly,” you say as you begin to giggle wondering where this private chef Charles hired, came from.  

“He’s one of the team chefs,” Charles laughs out loud.  

You can’t help but laugh along as well.  “You hired your team’s chef for our date tonight?” 

“He makes great food and I didn’t know who else could do a private dinner,” Charles says very bashfully.  

“You’re lucky, you’re so cute,” you say with a smirk going to kiss Charles.  He pulls you in closer, as the two of you look out into the night sky.  “Tonight was perfect, Charles.”  There’s a pause before you continue.  “Thank you for tonight.” 

Charles can feel his heart banging against his chest.  Your ring feels heavy in his pocket.  His breathing sounds louder than ever.  However he doesn’t feel an ounce of worry.  Having you staring at him, with love swirling deep in your eyes, it makes him feel calm.  You make him feel calm.  He enjoys this feeling of calmness when he’s with you.  So much so that when he pulls you to your feet to stand with him, he isn’t worried about what’s going to happen next.  

Charles pulls you up, so the two of you are standing on the deck.  Nothing but the vastly beautiful night skin surrounding the two of you.  “I love you, y/n Wolff.  I am madly, deeply, whole-heartedly in love with you.” Charles says as he pulls a box from his pocket, “I know we haven’t been together for long, but I’m never going to stop being in love with you.  I want to spend the rest of my life loving you and only you.”  He gets down onto one knee, “will you marry me, y/n?” 

You’re nodding your head before Charles can even open the box to show you the ring.  “Yes, yes, yes,” you say repeatedly, holding out your hand for your ring.  Charles just smiles at you, as he slips the ring on your finger.  You don’t think you even spare the ring a second glance as you focus on pulling Charles in for a kiss.  He stands, pulling you closer by the hips as your hands hold his face.  When you finally pull away, Charles can see the tears that line your eyes, and you repeat once more, “yes.” 

-

After Charles finally asked the question, and you said yes, did Joris come out of hiding, snapping all the photos of the intimate moment.  Charles brought you back to the land and there awaiting was yours and Charles’ closest family and friends.  All congratulating you on the engagement.  To you this was the perfect way to end the night, celebrating with people you held near and dear to your heart.  

As you and Charles made your way through the party, making sure to stop and talking to everyone that came.  Towards the end, did you see your parents, patiently awaiting their turn with you and Charles.  As you see them, a part of you wants to pretend you didn’t see them, you want to turn around and find someone else to talk to.  But Charles doesn’t allow that, he plasters a kind smile on his face for your parents as he waves to them.  He holds your hand tightly, pulling you towards them.  

“Thank you for coming,” Charles speaks up first, as you stand in front of them.  

“Of course, we couldn’t miss such a special moment,” Susie says, not taking her eyes off of you.  “Congratulations sweetheart.” 

“Thank you Mamma,” you say, as you feel the tears line your eyes again.  Susie sticks out her arms for a hug and you welcome her hug.  “Thank you for coming,” you say whole-heartedly with a full smile.  Your heart begins to feel at ease.    

“Congratulations Darling,” Toto says, pulling you from Susie for his own hug.  

“Thank you daddy,” you say as a few stray tears fall from your eyes.  

Charles watches the sweet moment exchanged between you and your parents.  He knows that this is what you needed. 

-

Nevertheless, news travels fast in Monaco.  It only took two days before photos of yours and Charles’ engagement was leaked to the media.  Articles were published, social media posts were made, the formula one podcast were covering it.  Everything had one thing in common though.  It was said ‘Charles Leclerc is engaged to Toto Wolff’s daughter.’ 

You don’t know why but it rubbed you the wrong way.  You have always been known as Toto Wolff’s daughter, and it never bothered you before.  It never used to bother you when people referred to you as the little wolf, or as the mini Toto.  You used to love being known as Toto’s daughter.  However, at this moment, it wasn’t the same.  

You didn’t read all the articles, as most of them were just copies of each other.  You did scroll through one just to see what people were saying, and you noticed that it took them three paragraphs before even mentioning your own name.  Then, even after mentioning your name in the article, they still referred to you as Toto Wolff’s daughter.  Your name never made the headlines, your face didn’t even make the cover photo.  You don’t know what it was, but this time, it didn’t feel good being known as Toto Wolff’s daughter.  

“Charles,” you spoke up, leaning on the doorframe of the bedroom, looking at Charles laying on the bed, “let's get married.” 

“Ma cherie,” Charles said pointing at your left hand, “that ring means we are getting married.” Charles chuckles as he sits up in the bed.  

You smile, looking at the ring on your finger.  “I know, but I mean let's get married now,” you say, looking up at Charles, “like before the season ends, let's get married.” 

“Are you sure?” Charles looks at you with worry.  

“I mean we can have a big wedding, with all the bells and whistles later on, but I wanna be married now.  I wanna be Mrs.Leclerc before the year ends.” You smile as you speak, thinking that will be a good enough reason for Charles.  

Charles smiles at you, he can see through your charade but he’s willing to give into you.  “If that’s what you want, we will do that,” he comes up to you, kissing you on the forehead.  “I have to ask what brought this on?”  Charles looks at you closely, and you know that your false reasons aren’t enough for him. 

You hang your head a little knowing that the reason behind the need to get married right away, is a little foolish.  “I am known as Toto Wolff’s daughter.  Did you know it took an article three paragraphs to even mention what my name was?”  You sigh, even as you say it aloud it sounds stupid.  

“Would you rather be known as Charles Leclerc’s wife?” Charles knows that trading the Toto Wolff’s daughter title for the Charles Leclerc’s wife title, isn’t going to satisfy you.  

“It would be a title I want, rather than a title that I'm stuck with.” you try to reason, you don’t know if you’re helping or hurting your case. 

“y/n,” Charles gives you a look.  You don’t like it when Charles knows you better than you know yourself, “we both know you don’t want to be known as Charles Leclerc’s wife.  You gotta make a name for yourself baby, maybe as a driver.” Charles raises his eyebrows at you, looking hopeful. 

“It’s been five years,” you say, looking nervously at Charles.  There isn’t a day that goes by that you haven’t thought about racing again, but five years is a long break for anyone.  

“The numbers you put up on my simulator are enough to suggest you still got it,” Charles says as he walks past you, out of the bedroom to leave you with your thoughts.  

You think for a second, “I still want to get married before the season ends,” you shout for Charles to hear you. 

“We can do that too ma cherie,” Charles shouts back, causing you to smile.  You do think about his suggestion of going back to racing though.  You can’t stop thinking about it.  

-

“Charles,” you spoke first, walking to the living room, with a stack of papers.  Charles sat up to pay attention to you.  “I meant it when I said I wanted to be married before the season ends.” 

Charles slowly nods his head, “okay.” 

“Let’s do it after Monza, right after Monza.  Your brothers are going to be in Monza for the grand prix, so will my parents.  Lake Como is a couple hours away.  We can go to a courthouse and then the lake for pictures.  What do you think?” 

“Ma cherie, if that’s what you want, we can do that.” Charles smiles softly at you, he is willing to give you whatever you want.  “What are those papers?” 

“Marriage license, that we need to fill out a file to get married,” you smile excitedly at Charles while he chuckles.  He could tell you were excited to get married.  

“Okay,” he says with a smile, as you hand him a pen.  The two of you spend the rest of the evening filling out all the official paperwork to get married.  The two of you decide to go to the courthouse the Tuesday after the grand prix.  Charles makes sure to call his mom and his brothers about the event.  He tells you that Pierre and Carlos are going to insist on coming as well.  

You tell him that’s fine, you don’t mind a few extra guests, as long as it’s not the entire grid.  You know you’re going to have to invite the entire grid when you make the actual big wedding.  

-

“Are you packing for the Netherlands?” you questioned as you made your way into the bedroom.  Charles' clothes were laid out on the bed to be packed.  

“Yeah, my ear is still bothering me, I think I’m going to have to drive it.” 

“Oh no, a driver has to drive to his race,” you say overly sarcastically to Charles.  He shakes his head at you with a bit of a smile.  

“Are you flying with your father?” 

“I was thinking of going with you,” you say, as you sit on the bed, watching Charles fold his clothes.  

Charles looks up at you with a smile, “I would love for you to come with me ma cherie,” he says as he leans down to give you a kiss.  “We leave tomorrow though, better get to packing.”  

“Yes sir,” you say sarcastically with a little salute.  Charles raises a brow at you, causing you to start blushing madly.  “I’ll pack.”  

“y/n,” Charles calls out, stopping you in your tracks, “did you tell your parents about the wedding?’ 

“I will, tonight.  After I pack.”  

-

After you packed your bags for the Netherlands and for Monza, you headed to your parents house for dinner.  You felt extremely nervous about telling your parents about the wedding.  In your gut you felt like telling them would be a mistake.  You couldn’t figure out why, as they seemed to be more accepting of your relationship with Charles at the engagement party.  Your father even congratulated you.  

You knew that this isn’t going to be the wedding they originally anticipated.  You know they are going to want a reason for the sudden rush to be married.  You don’t know if you want to tell them your reason though.  Your father would probably take offense to your aversion to being known as Toto Wolff’s daughter. 

When you walk into the house you can smell your Mamma’s cooking.  She didn’t cook often, considering that her and your father were constantly traveling for work.  That when she did cook it was a special occasion. You loved your Mamma’s cooking, something about it tasted extra special.  Almost like you could tell she was cooking with love. 

 “Hi sweetheart,” Mamma greeted you as you made yourself visible in the kitchen.  

“Hi,” you greeted back with a big smile.  

“Dinner is just about ready, get your father from his office please,” 

“Of course Mamma,” you say as you make your way to the office.  You knock first, before slowly pushing the door open.  You see your father sitting at his desk typing away, “Mamma said dinner is almost done.”  

Your father smiles when he hears your voice, he finishes his typing, shutting his laptop before standing, “lets eat.” 

Dinner is filled with many laughs and stories.  It feels like nothing has changed.  You know things have changed, you know that it's different now.  But you like that this place still offers you the feeling of home.  You may not have forgiven them but you are accepting that they were just trying their best.  This is their first time in life too.  

As you begin to wrap up dinner, you know it’s time to tell them.  “I have some news to tell you guys.” 

“Good news?” Your mamma questions as she places the last of the dishes in the sink to be washed, before walking back towards the table. 

“I think it’s good news,” you say.  

“What is it darling?” Your father questions as he sits up in his seat.  

“Me and Charles are getting married.” 

Your Mamma chuckles a bit, “sweetheart, we know that, we were at the party.” 

“No, I mean we’re getting married soon.  Like in two weeks.” 

“Two weeks?” your father questions, looking seriously at you.  

“That’s really soon,” your Mamma says. 

“Why are you rushing?” Your father questions. 

“I want to be married before the season ends, I just want to be married.” 

“That’s not a reason y/n.” Your father looks at you with a scorn.  He makes it clear that he’s not liking this. 

“I love Charles, daddy.  I don’t want to wait to spend the rest of my life with him,” you try to come up with a good enough reason on the spot.  Something that won’t hurt your father’s feelings.  

“Are you pregnant?” Your father questions, his disdain being clear. 

“Excuse me?  No daddy, of course not.” 

“That’s the only reason to rush into a marriage like this.” 

“Toto,” your Mamma says, “I don’t think that’s fair.” 

“That’s the only reason people rush into a marriage is when they’re knocked up.” You can’t believe your father’s words.  “It’s probably why he proposed, because he knew.  So how far along are you?” 

“Daddy i’m not pregnant,” you didn’t know what else to say, as you shook your head, denying your father’s accusations. 

“I told you Susie, he was no good for her.” Your father doesn’t stop, he continues on with “I should have never brought you to the paddock.  I should have never allowed you to be around that boy.” 

“Daddy please,” you begin to cry, you don’t know how the night took such a sour turn.  

“Toto, I think that’s enough,” your mamma tries to stop your father. 

“How far along are you, we can go see a doctor and make it like this never happened.” 

Too far.  Your father went too far with that last statement.  Susie knows he went too far as well.  She can see it in your face there was no saving it now.  “I’m not pregnant,” you say with much disgust.  “I wanted to get married so soon because I hate being known as your daughter.  I much rather be known as Charles' wife than as your daughter.” 

The way you say it hurts Susie’s heart.  It almost feels like you’re saying you hated being their daughter.  She knows you have every right to be angry.  It doesn’t mean that your words hurt any less.  She knows that this is hers and Toto’s fault.  She just wishes Toto would stop digging their own graves. 

You stand to take your leave, you don’t want to be here anymore.  You don’t even know if you want them at the wedding anymore.  “Even if I was pregnant daddy, I would never get rid of it.”  You wipe away any of the remaining tears, “you’ve made it clear how you feel about this, I don’t want you at the wedding.  Mamma, you’re more than welcome to come to the wedding, you and Jack.  Only you and Jack.”  

You leave it at that, and you don’t know if you can accept this.  You accepted what they did to your racing career, but this is an entirely different matter.

Part IV

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[girlgrouptrash101]

Karina (Aespa) as Your Girlfriend

Requests:

"aespa’s karina as your gf please?"

"Can you do Karina from aespa as a girlfriend please?"

"I would like to request Aespa Karina as your girlfriend 😍"

"hi!! i hope your having a great day and i hope your doing well, can i request aespa’s karina as your gf? thank you~"

"Hello! Can I please request Aespa’s Karina as your girlfriend? Thank you!"

A/N: cannot believe it has been over 2 years since I've written anything lol. so here's a lil something to try get the creative juices flowing again wOO 🤭

- C

when 99% of the relationship is you just staring at karina and wondering how someone can be that beautiful. as you SHOULD

idk why but i feel like karina is the perfect person for the trope where she would make a habit of going to the same coffee shop every day even though she hates coffee,, just because you were the cute barista that worked there

despite her cool and composed aura, she unfortunately had no idea how to talk to you outside of ordering a drink; her brain would just fizzle out whenever she tried to strike up further conversation 🥲

so you had to be the one to take the first step, which took a hot minute because perhaps. miss yoo jimin had a sliiiiiightly threatening aura at first (you quickly learned she was really just a cutie patootie behind that stoic face she tended to wear. teehee)

after gaining enough courage, you ended up asking her out for coffee because you thought hm,, she comes here every day for coffee she must love it!

safe to say it was a little surprising when she responded with a very embarrassed "...i don't even like coffee"

with the tips of her ears flushing red as she had to explain her reasoning behind coming in every day

you decided instead to take her to the carnival that came to town every summer

[insert cliche top of the ferris wheel kiss here]

and every summer since then you've always gone to the carnival together, the two of you running around to go on all the rides like little kids, never getting tired of it even though you do the same thing every time it comes

she's the kind of girl to be super head over heels for you but never admit it until those times where you lay side by side in bed at night, your eyes doing your best to see each other's silhouettes in the dark

her hand coming up to rest on your cheek, thumb gently caressing your face as she reminds you of how much you mean to her

but don't bring it up the morning after unless you wanna get hit with the "idek what you're talking about i would never be so sappy 🤨"

fit checks!!!

refuses to leave the house in said fit unless you send a paragraph in all caps hyping her tf up (it's just what she deserves!)

queen of soft launching your relationship on social media 🥹

like IG stories of flowers you gave her, or your hands intertwined, but nothing too much more than that

because it's her relationship and she doesn't need the world to know about every little thing you two get up to,, that's for her to know and her only

well......... her and the aespa girlies who can't help but smile every time their leader comes home and launches herself face first into her pillow, gushing over how much she likes you and how nice your date was

(which she will NEVER admit happens. she's no softie, okay? okay. yes she is hehehehe)

ningning stealing karina's phone at the dorm and blowing your phone up with memes n sending off guard pics of Karina lol <3

Loves going for walks in the park nearby, no matter the weather or time, especially if there's something on her mind and she just wants to get some fresh air and chat it out with you

lives in your hoodies whether you like it or not, you have no choice cuz girlie just treats your wardrobe as hers

never brings PJs when she's staying at yours as an excuse for you to lend her even more clothes

brings a film camera everywhere,, her favourite thing is when the film fills up and she gets the pictures developed so she can bring them back to you and you can look back over the memories shared together

scrapbooking together !!! will even spend hours in the stationary shop looking for the perfect pen/washi tape to use for it hehe.

Can't stand it but also loves it when you compliment her as often as you do

(but it hurts ur heart a little when you feel she doesn't believe what you say is true, you wish she could feel the same love she has for you for herself too :[ )

so you pledge to always be there to lift her up and be her #1 fan!! in both day to day life and as a My of course

which meanssss first row seats to all the aespa concerts, practice nights, just generally supporting her through thick and thin, and she will no doubt do the same for you!

and that one day you came to an aespa fansign to surprise her 🥹 she had to hold back all the affection she wanted to give you :((((

gaming nights 🤓 and by gaming i mean gardenscapes....... god she's such a lil nerd

anime nights 🤓 her getting all excited when her faves come on screen, smacking you on the leg repeatedly with joy while she explains what's going on (because as much as you enjoy sitting down to watch her favourite shows w her, you really didn't understand half of it LOL)

loooooves late night arcade dates

especially so she can win plushies in the claw machines,,, or rather, you can win them for her (so chivalrous 😁)

her love for claw machine plushies gets so bad that your bed now has a mountain of them stacked up that you have to throw off before bed everyyyyy night omg

not to change the subject but like. Karina's morning cuddles 🥹

or for the mornings where you wake up late, your eyes opening to the sound of her padding back into the bedroom to check on you, a smile creeping onto your face as you feel the bed sink where she sits by your side

and when she leans over to kiss your forehead, her gorgeous locks framing her face while her cute glasses slip down her nose 🥹🥹🥹 IM GONNA CRY

tldr; the softest girl that just wants to be loved the way she loves you 😔

[pixiesndberries]

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄 141 ─ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄

CHARACTERS : captain price, ghost, soap, gaz, and alejandro

WARNINGS : non, this is literally me just making fun of what i think.

AUTHOR'S NOTE : idek what led me to thinking what phones do they even have.

JOHN PRICE :

; this man would have a nokia and not give a fuck about it, he's walking around with a heavy looking ass nokia from the ancient times and won't give a shit about everyone.

gaz and soap would 100 % make fun of him behind his back and would literally died laughing if they saw price using it, HIM AND SOAP WOULD JUST GO "HAHAHAHAHA" and price would look at them up and down judging their whole living and they would go "don't laugh,you can't laugh." to each other.

in the end of the day, gaz decided to give price a new phone and thought him how to use it like a grandpa and grandchild typa bonding.

GHOST :

; he probably doesn't have a phone but soap decided to convince him having one and he did, he definitely don't know what to get and price suggested for him to get a nokia. No jokes.

He wouldn't find it funny at all but he thinks that phone is reliable about everything since he's not the type of guy to be in the internet or bugging around taking photos of whatever. So he did buy one, not just the one that looks like nokia from ancient times that price has.

"what the hell" soap would die laughing seeing him having a keypad phone and ghost would be just "😐" like he doesn't give a fuck at all he wouldn't care what people think using that kind of phone these days.

He definitely had a black keypad phone.

SOAP :

; he definitely has a black iphone x, i can feel it and i can sense it.

he isn't the type of person to buy a new phone if the one he currently have is still working, he's the type of guy who would say "what do i need a new phone for?" then has a broken screen.

His phone would be filled with candid photos of ghost, price and anyone in the base and laughs about it at night. Definitely takes photos like a Facebook mom, ghod with that sunglasses. He felt so fucking superior about it.

HE PLAYS CLASH OF CLANS AND CANDY CRUSH ‼️

gaz would show him the new features of the recent iphones and would be convinced to buy a new one.

GAZ :

; this man would have two phones, Samsung and iPhone. He probably has some of the recent models but if the one he uses still working he wouldn't mind buying a new one.

definitely play games like shooting games or so whatever.

he would take photos of some aesthetic type scenery shit and would be so freaking proud of it, has an Instagram account and would post photos like this :

would be an internet all around guy.

(OUT OF TOPIC BUT I AM INLOVE WITH ELLIOT KNIGHT ‼️😍🥰😘)

ALEJANDRO :

; definitely has an iphone, I don't have a specific imagination what model though but i think he will be just like soap. If it's still working then he'll stick with it 🤷🏻‍♀️

definitely has photos of rudy and him in his phone, has dog photos too that he shows off to rudy.

HAS DATING APPS NO JOKE.

He loves selfies C'MON LIKE he be posing and feels so freaking hot about it, DEFINITELY SHOWS IT TO RUDY YES.

Has an Instagram and post photos like this :

DAD SELFIES FOREVER RAHHHH 🤯😵

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[lindamccartneysstrap]

hell0o. i dont know anything about the beatles but i just watched two of us on a whim and have become insane. fic recs please or just any content, news articles interviews idek. help me tumblr use paulmccartneyprostateorgasm

Sorry I haven't been ignoring this I've just been Thinking. The thing is that I've been into the beatles off and on since I was in middle school so it's hard for me to remember like. Beatles 101. But welcome to hell. Two of us is a cwazy intro to mclennon lol.

Ok so I guess the thing is really depends on how serious you wanna be with your idk beatles scholarship? Like at an absolute bare minimum I would skim some wikipedia articles so you know the major people/places/events/eras. There are a zillion beatles bios and docs most of them bad some of them vital. Unfortunately it haven't gone through any of those since I was a teenager so I can't really tell you which is which anymore. I'm sure plenty of other beatles blogs could provide resources if you want them.

Definitely watch get back and let it be. The movies the beatles were in as well but less essential I guess. Advanced Level McCartney Studies but watch give my regards to broad street it's a fascinating reflection of pauls psyche.

I'd look at blogs like @amoralto @thecoleopterawithana @undying-love for references. Probably more upper level stuff but all of pauls interviews are on the paul mccartney project website and I once went through and read all the interviews from the 80s. Full disclosure, the thing about mclennon that compels me the most is the tragedy of it all, so that's where I tend to fixate. But it was a fascinating experience because you can really see paul work through his regrets/grief/resentment/bitterness/pain about john in real time

A word of caution when reading interviews: both of these guys are incredibly untruthful at times. John, after the breakup in particular, could be very hot and cold, especially about paul so don't take everything he says at face value. Paul also lies a lot no matter what anybody tries to tell you he just gets away with it more because he's still alive and people feel bad calling him a liar

Songs. Their songs are very very important. I sometimes see people act like it's stupid to believe things based on the songs. To a point I get it art doesn't have to be literal yadda yadda. But you also gotta consider these guys communicated a Lot to each other through music from the time they were teenagers. Anyway I'd suggest listening to the songs for a more thorough understanding but just reading lyrics I guess is fine. I personally still like going through people's mclennon playlists and analyzing Why people think they're mclennon. Look at the lyrics, go to beatles bible and/or the paul mccartney project and learn about the context, etc.

Okay anyway on to fanfic. If this is your main concern just ignore all the above advice who cares. Also I'm a horrible resource because I always forget what I read. Um @forthlin @menlove @pauls1967moustache have good fics sorry I can never remember any of your ao3 names. Merseydreams (I think it is) has good fics. @crepesuzette2023 does a lot of fic recs I think. One thing that's always fun about beatles fics is when u think something is completely made up and you look it up and it's literally real like wtf. I'm also a bad reference because I'm heavily biased towards early days fics and post breakup fics.

Ok hope this helps even a little bit. Remember the most important rule is to have fun. People take this shit so seriously but it's literally the beatles. But please do fact check that always drives me nuts.

[elli3luvs]

dealer! ellie x sweet! reader

a/n: this came to me randomly tonight idek if dealer!ellie is still the hot topic BUT idc! she is to me! she is forever on my mind....

the way the two of you met was a little sudden and like... strange

ellie was just craving a milkshake! that's it! so she went to the 50s-themed diner just right outside of campus

and boom. there you were in that little dress with doo-wap music playing over the speakers

ellie felt her body SWEATING lord you were just batting your eyelashes and running around grabbing orders

she could not stop staring at the way you were waltzing around giving people their orders

when ellie came to, you were standing there with a notepad and a sweet smile

"what can i get for you?" ellie almost combusted at how just kind you sounded, your voice sounded like honey

"um... just a medium cherry milkshake, please." she didn't mean for her voice to sound so deep but maybe that was her body's natural way to try and seduce you

ellie just hoped it worked

you perked up at her words, "amazing choice! i love that one! i'll go put that in for you."

ellie leaned back, blowing a puff of air out of her mouth

the nerves were overwhelming her

in just a couple minutes, you were back at her table with the widest smile

"here's that milkshake for you!" you put a straw in front of her, "i even blended in more cherries for you." and you sent her a wink

A WINK...

ellie could feel her heart beating in her ears

she left the most ridiculous tip ever btw LMFAO she couldn't help it

a pretty girl giving her a wink? take all of her money it was just for you anyway

after that moment, ellie kept coming back to the diner

she loved the way you would perk up seeing her walk in

"there's my favorite regular!"

ellie knew deep down that wasn't anything special

BUT MAN DID IT MAKE HER CHEST PUFF OUT

ellie loved giving you quarters so you could play your favorite song on the jukebox

she loved seeing your face light up

you would sometimes even dance a little bit when your favorite song finally looped around

it was so cute

but life came at ellie fast and hard so she had to stop going to the diner every night

she had to make the most out of her free time dealing around campus, the student loan payments almost consuming her whole

ellie was waiting for a customer outside of the main library on campus when she heard your sweet voice calling her name

she whipped her head around at the speed of lightning, "uh... what are you doing here?"

you saddle up next to her with a smile pulling at your lips, "obviously.. i'm buying! one of my girlfriends gave me your number."

ellie's soul went to heaven

she wasn't sure if you could tell she was shocked

"you... you smoke?" ellie didn't mean for her voice to come out as gruff but it did

you had just given her the shock of the century

you giggle was like music to ellie's ears thought, "only occasionally. work has been hard recently... especially with my favorite customer hasn't been coming in."

ellie playfully rolls her eyes, "you just say that because i tip you well."

you land a punch on her shoulder, "no way! you really are my favorite!"

ellie just waves you off, handing you your baggy

you go to give her your payment but her hand reaches out, stopping you in your tracks

your eyes are big and doe-like as you look at her, "what..?"

ellie leans down real close to your ears, sadly missing the blush rising on your cheeks, "sweet girls like you don't have to pay. i'll see you tonight at the diner?"

you try not to let your breath catch in your throat, "i... i don't work tonight."

ellie chuckles, "so... i'll see you tonight at the diner? around 6?"

[delicatenerdbluebird]

My Random Takes on The Secret History (contains spoilers)

The biggest tragedy that comes with being Richard Papen coded is you need a group like Julian's Greek class to feel normal about yourself because the rest of the world makes you feel like a misfit.

That Richard and Camilla scene where she reveals being physically abused by Charles... I feel that scene is a strong criticism of abusive households. Like Richard was used to seeing his mother getting beaten by his father and sometimes he was also a victim of his violence. And in 'that' scene, he fantasizes about doing the same to Camilla and worse. This shows it's a never-ending cycle no matter how you see it. The kids are gonna end up developing fucked up fantasies if their exposure to fucked up things is constant.

I strongly believe Henry was gonna make Richard the scapegoat had something gone sideways. And honestly, it makes perfect sense. Richard insisted on joining their class. He was an outsider. Henry could have easily made up something like Richard was envious of their group, he was jealous of his and Bunny's closeness and so he ended up killing him, something along those lines that Richard wanted to be accepted and we would not accept him instantly, naturally because of our prior history. Knowing how Henry was good with words, he could have made Richard an obsessive, disturbed freak to the FBI for all we know. Remember how Henry saved him from getting frozen to death? This incident can be perfectly used to portray him as a mentally disturbed person who would rather freeze to death than go back to his home to a normal eye.

Now Julian. Oh, Julian I knew was the red flag the moment it was mentioned he does not accept students who have different ideas than his. But to think that fucker would turn out to be the biggest crankiest bitch?!! I mean I am soo mad he was the one who fed those Dionysiac ideas to them and in the end, he just ran away?! I was baffled by how he treated Henry during that confession scene he did not even listen to him completely... Henry does not stutter HE WAS STUTTERING and Julian shoved the letter back to him... I mean the disrespect! This scene (for me at least) was a reality check that no matter how loving, cool, caring, and impactful you might think your teacher is, at the end of the day, they are gonna be a teacher and you are gonna be just a student. It destroyed my heart when Henry said he loved Julian more than his own father 😭 The worst thing you can do is take advantage of the vulnerabilities of someone who not only respects you but also loves you dearly. This mf can move mountains and I would still hate his old rat ass!

Charles and Camilla Idek what to make of them. Charles turned from a pitiable character to an entirely disgusting one for me. I accept Francis' theory that he wouldn't have made that much fuss about his interrogating situation if Camilla and Henry weren't a thing. Remember when Camilla and Henry had some secret code and he got mad why he didn't know about it? I do think camilla and henry were always a thing before it became apparent to everyone. Besides the book is from Richard's perspective, and he does seem oblivious at times.

I am not aware of the popular takes in the fandom so I don't know if this is gonna be a hot take or not but Camilla gave pick-me-girl vibes. She did not have any girl friends and looked down upon Judy (I am not asking them to be besties exactly but a little respect won't have killed) Judy only developed a weird impression about them during that party scene when Camilla dropped her drink onto her and did not apologize (or was it the opposite? i dont remember exactly but the point is Judy is not the type to judge others for no reason...she judged them after that party) Camilla's attitude could be attributed to the fact that Charles was controlling but idk

The Secret History reminded me of The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot (some of the verses below):

We are the hollow men

    We are the stuffed men

    Leaning together

    Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!

    Our dried voices, when

    We whisper together

    Are quiet and meaningless

    As wind in dry grass

    Or rats' feet over broken glass

    In our dry cellar

   

    Shape without form, shade without colour,

    Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

So basically I am yapping here because my friend hasn't finished tsh yet and I just needed to let it all out 😩

Not to mention I absolutely love my expensive gossip boy Francis 🥺 ☕

(Thank u for reading it this far!!)

[giurochedadomani]

re: middle age flavoured au absoluely not inspired by the fact that I'm a bit obsessed with hotd at the moment but, I'm kind of enchanted with the idea of Mihawk being Shank's sworn protector

They don't meet as prince and sword, of course. They meet the day the old king is publically executed for treason and they do it in a very, very shitty bar, to which Shanks has gone in disguise. Something in Mihawk, call it sixth sense, call it whatever, [call it he has a Backstory and this whole situation is giving him a huge deja vu about when Someone Important To Him died] makes him approach the sad teen

they don't strike a friendship, exactly, but there's a tiiiiny bit of understanding there, a tiiiiiny bit of something-- at least until a castle guard recognizes Shanks, which prompts him to grab Mihawk and flee thinking about his escapades with Buggy and not taking into account that when the guards finally catch them they're not going to give them a stern talking to, like rayleigh used to do, but imprison Mihawk under the accusation that he has tried to kidnap the prince

Idek we need an usurper for this one, which would probably be either someone from the marines or the world goverment, but I'm not that far into the manga as to know exactly who

but anyway this ends up with Shanks strongly suggesting a trial by combat bc Mihawk can't kill him given that he's the prince and he can give him an easy fight so he can win and thus prove his innocence (idek if grrm can make his own rules for his middle age flavoured story so can I)

Obviously, Mihawk proceeds to beat his ass repeatedly without breaking a sweat and Benn, closest ally of Shanks in court and closest friend, has to stand there as this red head punk makes the biggest heart eyes to some hot commoner goth who might want to kill him for real

Pulling some strings, Shanks & the crew (whatever position they hold in court) convince the usurper's closest advisors to make Mihawk Shanks' sworn protector-- which is the highest honor Mihawk has dreamed of having in his whole life. Will he be able to measure up to the expectations of [Whoever Important To Him That Died In His Past]?

I don't want the brutality of asoiaf but we can leave some things, like the bow the kingsguard makes of no taking land or woman, just bc idek if it'd be funnier to have Mihawk being a huge bitch and pointing out that technically, he hasn't taken a woman, so technically, he hasn't broken his bows; or Shanks trying to convince Mihawk that he needs protection in his bed

idek, idek, Shanks having Complicated feelings about the noble girls who casually happen to wander around the courtyard in the mornings as Mihawk is training in all his shirtless glory (even if he knows for a fact that Mihawk doesn't give a single fuck about them); Mihawk having Complicated feelings about how Shanks seems to have a friend in both the poshest corners in court and the shittiest places he drags him to (even if Shanks always make an effort to include him)

I also have no idea how Luffy fits in this, or even how they have their big break up and make up, I jjust have some very vague vibes about homosexual knights

[brainrot-stitch]

Chronically ill tss light steve truthers wya....

Anyways chat u won't believe what I have on the mind rn

There's an episode early steve saga where light steve traps sabre in the snow thing and builds a house or temple or whatever and Sabres like "come on man I'm already sick this is cold:(" or whatever. Do u guys remember that. Or am I actually js fucking crazy and making this shit up wait hold on let me go check rq I FOUND IT "come on man I already have a cold you're letting me stay out in the snow and all that?" At 9:38 on the video where he first finds light steve. Giggles and kicks my feet imagine if sabre got sick(er) and light steve being both a steve and a cold icy snowy guy didn't know that. That the cold is not good for ppl. So sabre gets sick and light is like ?? Idk if this is a good idea or not it's 7 am I woke up at like 2 or maybe 4 I'm not sure I mightbe delulu

ANYWAYS random yapping woooo none of this is gonna b coordinated

Anyways anyways yea rainbow steve trauma from the experimenting and machines early steve saga but also. Sabre being scared of deep water and/or drowning. Because of both blue steve and rainbow steve mann that mf has almost drowned a LOT over and over again. Just so much water. Rip 💔💔 rainbow is like "let's go swimming!!!" One day in the rainbow town and Lukas is like "yea sure it's a hot day out that would b cool" or whatever and Sabre is like "uhhhh hahsha yeaahhhh sureee.."

Uhhh uh um

Early tss light and sabre spent a good amount of time together especially alone. I like to think they bonded during this time both off and on screen. Cuz like bro rarely shows up in the rainbow town era and past that idek. But even tho light and sabre aren't as close as rainbow and sabre I still like to think they're real good pals :3

Idk if I've said this before maybe I have maybe I haven't idk but sabre when nervous or thinking or worried and anxious or whatever will pace around or take walks or whatever. But will he completely silent (unless he's muttering to himself which I can totally see happening). But like his footsteps are light and near silent because of the muscle memory or whatever from being an ASSASSIN because that's so real to me I'm such a 'sabre was an assasin in the past before tss/rq' believer u guys don't understand how derranged I am about this. Anyways yea he will accidentally fnaf jumpscare ppl just like showing up behind them or whatever its so silly

I HAVE SO MANY HEADCANONS BUT I FLIPPING FORGET THEM ALL AS SOON AS I GO TO WRITE THEM DOWN FUCK MY STUPID FRICKING LIFE 😭😭😭😭

Also I am as much of a human sabre believer as I am an avian sabre believer. Like yeah let that man be a bird but also not depending on the mood. Both r awesome

Galaxy steve does NOT know how to spell gorgeous don't ask why this is necessary information. It's real he told me himself I swear

MORE ASSASSIN SABRE BS he's a super light sleeper from having to wake up at the slightest noise and be on guard all the time. He still frequently wakes up if he hears smth his subconscious perceives as abnormal. Also i think he'd have a pretty high pain tolerance but it gets higher as tss goes on because he gets struck by lighting so damn much u can't tell me his nerves aren't at least somewhat fried 😭😭😭😭give bro a break PLEASE. Also I think posture would be a big thing like he's all played back and relaxed and silly but when they have to go like sneak somewhere they (rainbow and lucas- or js whoever he's with at the time idk) can physically see as he slips back into old familiar habits with practiced crouching and silent footsteps and staying in the shadows and all that.

Lukas was also an assasin remember. Remember guys. And his assasin skin has a scar on his face and a blind eye I think wait let me go check

YEAH. YEAH so he totally still has that during tss. Giggles and kicks my feet and twirls my hair. Anyways I haven't finishes Sabres assassins creed series yet but I think Lukas would be used to Sabres habits but he himself would have more guard habits than assasin ones. Like the posture and unconsciously reaching to rest a hand on his sword in that classic templar (is that how it's spelled??) guard fashion as like an idle thing to do w his hands before remembering its not there.

Oh also another thing on the sabre vs water didn't he like. Didn't he almost drown a few times during his assassins series too? Bro water has got it OUT for him 😭 😭

[pasta-in-the-pudding]

S/O carry BEN Drowned as a pillow or like a plush with them headcanons. Everywhere they go, they carry him everywhere.

Summary: Ben Drowned's S/O has a plush of him they carry around everywhere.

Genre: Very fluffy

Warnings: None

Credits: Ben Drowned- Creepypasta, Picture- Pinterest, Divider- sister-lucifer

A/n: Dudes im gonna be so real I had to SHAKE my brain to write this one idek why like....? Why this was so hard for my tiny pea brain to comprehend is beyond me

Thank you for requesting!

Ben Drowned x S/O with a plush of him

First of all, i think he'd be ENAMOURED with the idea of you carrying a little tiny version of him around

It makes him feel hot in a way??

Like he has a bunch of figures of girls he finds attractive (cough Misa Amane cough)

So for you to carry around something depicting him makes him feel like you got the plush for the same reason he gets his figures

He feels like he's your favorite

And actually seeing you carry it around is like a testament to just how much you love him

Which he of course loves

He also likes the fact that with you carrying him (plush him, anyway) around everywhere, that you are essentially letting anyone know that you are very taken

I don't think he'd like to mess with the plush himself much though

That's your thing, so he doesn't wanna take it from you

If you carry it around him, he will get really smug

Like lets say he's playing video games on one of the couches

And here you come, holding his mini version in your arms as you sit down next to him on the couch

He will glance over at the doll, smirk and go back to what he was doing

He does occasionally find the plush annoying

Not like- annoying annoying

But lets say he's trying to kiss you while you're both laying down

And that stupid plush is right in the way of him laying fully on top of you

He will whine playfully before grabbing it and tossing it to the other end of the bed

Like dang get out of the way freak

I'm like severely struggling to add anymore, I feel like this is really short but i physically can't think of anything else <//3 sorry gang I have other better quality works on my blog trust