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stargazer-balladeer · 4 years ago

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Oooo I too am simping for scara hhnngngbg

I just had a dream that he was crushing on me and super overprotective during missions and stuff. I can’t take him and his jorts or mullet thing hair (?) seriously like wut. So idk if that would count as a request but uh it would be funny to know his reaction to seeing someone disrespect his crush and him go full psycho lol fbgbfnfp even tho he isn’t that threatening to me haha (Mihoyo pls release him) - 🎀 anon

Protecting you [Genshin Impact]

[Scaramouche x Gender Neutral! Reader]

Notes: ASKNGI— I WANT TO HAVE THAT KIND OF DREAM AS WELL- 😭😭 BUT I DONT REMEMBER MY DREAMS- IF I REMEMBER THEM, THEIR USUALLY NIGHTMARES— SHHS- but can we appreciate how adorable this is-? 🤧 (besides the psycho part—). Hope ya’ll like this!

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Warning: mentions of disrespecting and jealous, overprotective Scara-

Scaramouche knew something was wrong, he has this strange feeling in his gut that something would happen. But, like usual, Scaramouche ignores it. But currently, he’s starting to regret not trusting his gut instinct.

He watches with narrowed eyes as a member of the Fatui approached you with a wicked smile on his face. His electric blue eyes watch as the guy stopped just behind you, you were unaware of the guy’s presence, busy talking with a fellow Harbinger, Childe.

Scaramouche’s black orbs turn into slits when he noticed the guy’s hand moving. What the guy did next made Scaramouche furious and you surprised, and Childe disgusted. The echo of the slap echoed through the room, effectively silencing everyone. You yelped while turning around with a red face and a glare.

“What the-?! Why did you do that?!” You screamed at him angrily, how dare him slap your butt like that?! The guy, who literally has no shame or regret in his face, only laughed at your reaction. “I just wanted to see how hard your butt is. Now that I know.. why don’t you come with me? I’ll show you a good time.”

You made a disgusted face as you took a step back. “Hell no! What? Were you thinking I’ll join you after that stunt?! As if!” The guy’s smile turned into a sneer. “As if you have a choice in the matter. You’re nothing but a lower member of the Fatui. I honestly don’t even know why you’re still here.” “Hey. I think that’s going a bit too far-“ Childe tried to intervene but immediately shut his mouth when he noticed a very familiar presence approaching you three.

Not wanting to be in the way, he decided to leave this to his fellow Harbinger. Even though he’s nothing but a douchebag to Childe and the others, everyone can tell that Scaramouche has a soft spot for you. It isn’t really hard to tell. Childe took the spot beside a Fatui member and lean on the wall behind him and watch as the scene unfold. Ready to intervene if needed.

You stared at the guy in disbelief, you didn’t have anything to say to him. He was completely right. You were nothing but another member of the Fatui, one ready to be sacrificed if needed for the Tsaritsa. You can feel everyone’s eyes were on you two, which further adds to your humiliation and embarrassment. But you still have your pride and dignity left, even though its little. You opened your mouth to make a comeback when-

“Shouldn’t you have better things to do instead of bothering someone because you’re horny?” You blink, surprised to hear his voice. You turn your head to the side to look at the person who spoke. There stood, in his fullest glory (and his humongous circle hat-), Scaramouche, with a scary look on his face. His eyes bright with purple, slightly darkened by his bangs and electricity being sparked around him. He really looks furious.

You can tell that the guy was frightened at the sudden appearance of one of the high ranking Harbinger. Him gulping before speaking up once again, not a good idea really. “T-Tsk. Who ask for your opinion, Balladeer?” The intense gaze that Scaramouche is giving to him never falter, the electricity around him is sparking more though.. “Oh? You wish to stand against one of the Harbinger?” Scaramouche laughed, dryly if I may add.

The guy was really nervous now, you can tell. You can’t blame the guy really, you would also be nervous if the electricity is almost hitting you- “You wouldn’t stand a chance.” Scaramouche sneered before letting out a bolt of electricity to the guy. The guy swiftly tried to dodge but Scaramouche’s electricity was faster. The guy drop to the ground, shaking violently. Many gasps can be heard as the guy continued to shake on the ground.

“Let this be a lesson to you if you ever want to disrespect [Y/N] again. This is also for all of you.” Scaramouche’s gaze switch to the people in the room, whom flinch at the intensity of his glare. “If you ever disrespect or bully [Y/N], I promise you that your death would be a slow and painful one.” As he finished that, he lifts his finger and snaps it. The guy stopped shaking, but he was breathing heavily. Scaramouche returned his attention to him once more. “Do you understand now?”

The guy hastily nodded before standing up, stumbling slightly while doing so. You honestly pity the guy now, but what he did to you was unforgiveable. So you suppose you wouldn’t scold Scaramouche for this.. “Y-Yes sir! S-Sorry for doing that-!” “Sorry? Is that all you gonna say-?” “Scara.. that’s enough.” You said softly while placing a hand on his shoulder. His blue, still glowing purple, eyes look at you in the corner. “‘Enough’? What he did is unforgiveable-!” “I know. That’s why that’s enough.” You said firmly.

Scaramouche stared at you before sighing, the electricity around him died down, making the purple hue around him vanish. When he reopen his eyes, it returned to its original color blue. “Be glad that they convince me that you should live. If they weren’t here, you would be dead on where you’re standing.” The guy slightly whimpered, he looks so pathetic right now, it makes you feel sorry for him. “Scram. I don’t want you appearing before me, or [Y/N], ever again. If I see you.. well, I can leave that to your imagination.”

The guy didn’t need another warning as he ran off immediately after Scaramouche finished speaking. “Pathetic.” Scaramouche sneered in a whisper while shaking his head before turning to you completely. You flinch a bit but you stood your ground, staring back at his intense eyes. “You know, you always bring trouble wherever you go. Do you know how much of it is a hassle for me to clean up right after?” “I didn’t ask for help.” You grumbled while looking away. “You were the one who interfered. I could’ve handled that-“

“Yes, and you handling things would only make it worse.” Scaramouche said, effectively cutting you off. You grumbled under your breath. “Atleast I’m not the one who’s most hated here.” He glared at you, before sighing. “C’mon, let’s get you something to eat. I’m sure you’re starving now.” He said as he started to walk towards the exit of the Fatui headquarters. “How come he knows me so well?” You mumbled under your breath before following him.

“I want some seafood-!” “Hm.. sure. If we find a restaurant that sells seafood that is.” “Psh. We’ll find one!” “Whatever you say.”

——

“How come [Y/N] gets special treatment from Scaramouche?” One of the member of the Fatui complained while shoving a spoonful of rice in her mouth. The other two members shrugged. “Maybe because he likes them?” One said. “Yeah! Have you seen how soft he is around them?! Like, that’s not the Scaramouche we all know and hated-“

“I’d advise you to not talk about Scaramouche or [Y/N] out loud.” The trio snapped their heads towards the 11th Harbinger, Childe, who only smirk. “Unless you want to get punish that is.” He laughed when he saw how pale the trio got. “Just a word of advice from a fellow Harbinger~ Happy eating-!”

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constellraetion · 4 years ago

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You guys seriously need to either stop calling Wiggle “Abusive” or just admit you’re racist already because its seriously not funny anymore thanks

It’s super obvious when ya’ll get all up in arms about the only black coded character in a romantic relationship (and she isnt even Actively in a relationship with Gramble until the end of the game) and how she’s MANIPULATIVE and GASLIGHTS her partner when literally none of that happens, and treating Wiggle like she’s evil and predatory because you people are obsessed with treating Gramble like a pathetic defenseless baby when he’s a grown adult and need to find a reason to hate the pairing and sound woke about it.

But anyway my response the points ive seen about Wiggle and Gramble’s “Toxic, Abusive Relationship” in a short list,

“Wiggle is too old for Gramble, it’s a predatory age gap!”

First off the AMA is what kicked off this discourse in the first place and in general it’s really annoying what people will take word-of-god as irrefutable canon when the ages presented in said AMA don’t even make sense. There’s rumors that the claim that wiggle is in her late 30s is a typo (which I highly believe is true, I genuinely do not think that Young Horses would have put Gramble and Wiggle in a relationship with such a large age difference, and her being in her late 20s makes a lot more sense,

Plus there is a huge and weird disparity with the age ranges in the AMA that aren’t backed up by the game. For example, they also say that Liz and Filbo are childhood friends, that Liz protected Filbo at school, and that Filbo was following Liz for years, but apparently they’re about 10 years apart in age? Are we supposed to believe that Liz was smacking around kids 10 yrs younger than her in defense of Filbo? Wack.

“Wiggle manipulates Gramble and takes advantage of him.”

I know this fandom loves ignoring canon except for when it supports their points but the fact that people keep ignoring what is literally stated between these two is really annoying. Gramble isn’t ignorant, he knows Wiggle takes his snax, and repeatedly stands his ground around her. When she asks him to go on a date with her on the beach he says no, and when she asks if he’ll spend time with her in Snaxburg he says no. Both times, Wiggle respects his decision and doesn’t press him, instead she chooses to let him decide when/if he wants to come to her, and doesn’t insist that he have to be around her. Idk about ya’ll but this doesn’t read as being manipulative to me.

Does she make an attempt to steal from Gramble in the game? Yes, but considering that its implied almost everyone else has at some point so why do people get on Wiggle’s case so much about it? (Hint: Racism)

“Gramble and Wiggle’s relationship is the only unhealthy one in the game so why not critique it?”

Newsflash, every relationship in the game has some kind of unhealthy element to it. None of your faves are immune, not Liz and Egg, not Snorpy and Chandlo, not Wambus and Triffany. It’s even more obvious that people’s “concerns” about how Wiggle and Gramble’s relationship is “toxic” are entirely twodimensional when uh, no one brings up how Snorpy and Chandlo treat each other, how Lizbert treats Eggabell, how Wambus and Triffany barely have a proper reconciliation at all. With this in mind, why do people only act like Wiggle and Gramble’s relationship is unhealthy? Like, you all saw the tapes about Liz and Egg right? We all saw those? No? Liz never even apologizes to Eggabell for how she treated her and I have WAY more concern about that considering they are actually in a longstanding committed relationship vs. two people who haven’t even started dating yet.

With all that said I’d just like to say, stop projecting onto these characters with your problems. It’s fine to critique the actions of characters but you people literally take it way too far, its embarrassing and people like me can see the way you get upset about a black coded character but ignore the faults of other characters with white voice actors (i.e. Beffica has literally RUINED LIVES before, remember how Snorpy keeps lying to Chandlo, or how Liz accused her girlfriend of cheating on her for no reason? Yeah.) No one is saying that you can’t critique Wiggle’s actions, but to be so blatantly obvious with your actions? Ridiculous.

Also don’t think that I haven’t seen people act like Wambus, WAMBUS and FILBO would be better partners to Gramble than Wiggle, when Wambus is the character who was the most violent AND is the person who made Gramble so paranoid about his snax being stolen that he couldn’t sleep, and Filbo has stolen and lied about taking care of Gramble’s snax before and also didn’t apologize about doing so.

anyway TL;DR, You can critique Wiggle’s actions and you don’t even have to like Wiggle and Gramble as a couple but stop pretending that you hate it because their relationship is “toxic”, and stop calling Wiggle “abusive” because you don’t even know what that word means clearly if you see two characters who have NORMAL FLAWS experiencing struggles when it comes to their feelings and immediately jump to labelling their relationship as unsalvageable.

Nonblack people can reblog but your comments on this post are unwanted and unnecessary.

#rae rambles #bugsnax #long post #put those STUPID WIGGLE IS PREDATORY COMICS on my dash again i SWEAR TO GOD ill get you i will GET YOU AAAAAAAGH #more like juice should not do things #ANYWAY #hats off to you racists!#don't think i didnt see that one comic where they literally put a jab at people who are RIGHTFULLY UPSET about how ppl treat wiggle #you are so obvious and every person who agrees with them is OBVIOUS and i literally can't stand ya'll #turning ur racism and prejudice into fandom woke points #im going to go insane #i dont ever want to see these takes again <3

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kiimazui · 2 years ago

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Here’s why I made this profile.

I watched Secret of Mamo a few years back and there’s one off handed comment made by the Commissioner after he orders Zenigata off the Lupin case. It’s around the 1:08:30 mark. (I may be wrong but I am not going back to kissanime to check because fuck those sites.)

((Longer post under the cut.))

“Wasn’t your daughter’s name Toshiko?”

“She must have grown up by now.”

And these lines hit me like a truck.

Zenigata has a daughter? The Commissioner obviously knows about her. Why did he bring her up? Was he suggesting he gives the cheque to his daughter?

WHY DO WE NEVER HEAR ABOUT HER EVER AGAIN?

I always have that question on my mind. Why do we never heard about Zenigata’s family life? One thing that’s kinda kept from each iteration is the fact that Koichi comes from a line of great Police Officers/Investigators/Detectives, that’s really it. Not even the live-action spin-off for Zenigata mentions a family. (Only a past lover and friend in college/judo class. IDK, Harvey could correct me on that.) Hell, in the Lupin; Pink Jacket, there’s an episode when Zenigata cries because “he’s never had a child or a wife”

Like, nobody can really decide what’s real and what isn’t at this point, and it makes me mad.

But I feel like Toshiko has such potential to be a cool character. Does she follow in her father’s footsteps? Who was Koichi’s wife/one-night stand? What are they like? Have they essentially disowned him? Do they keep in contact? Nobody knows, not even the Lupin writers. But I know, because Toshiko is mine now and ya’ll can take this character from my cold dead hands.

Thanks for coming to my TedTALK.

#;;out of spite #;;study of toshiko [[CHARACTER STUDY]]

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goshi-kun · 4 years ago

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Nekoma with an Intimidating Manager Who's Actually a Softie

Summary: you have a pretty intimidating aura but that doesn't stop the train of love that comes with managing the nekoma high volleyball club!

Nekoma x gn reader!! :)

Warnings: kuroo tetsurou 😐 jk i love him haa ha

When you first started managing for Nekoma things started off really weird. There was some kind of tension between you all that you didn't quite understand.

The day you had been introduced to the team is when the tensions arose. You had known Kuroo since he was in one of your classes and he was extremely good at getting on every last nerve in your body- 😭 He finally got you to agree to become their manager after many weeks of pestering on his end.

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"Oh, just so you guys are aware. I got someone to be our manager." Kuroo really didn't think it was gonna be as big of a deal as it was but everyone was immediately interested in who the new mystery manager was!

Questions like, "WHO!!??" "How do you know them?" "Are they cute??" "What's their name??" flew through the gym.

"Calm down jeez. Their name is Y/n and I advise against bombarding them with questions when they come by after practice tomorrow." Kuroo then left it at that. Only bothering to answer one of the many questions lmao.

It was the day after Kuroo brought you to the team's attention. You were kinda nervous about meeting them. They were all huge volleyball boys 🧍...you weren't scared exactly but you were worried that they would be put off by you. You had a bit of a reputation…

You didn't really talk to people. Not because you didn't like them just because you didn’t really care? You didn't need socializing to survive so you kinda kept to yourself most of the time.

People started to become pretty intimidated by you. You had no clue why, but you also didn't mind at the time and just let people think what they wanted.

So you can expect that when you walked into the gym for the first time your intimidating aura was the first thing the boys noticed.

You stood by the door you had just opened kinda confused on what to do next. All eyes were on you instantly and you were desperately trying to find Kuroo in the small crowd of GIANTS! You did eventually and Kuroo jogged over to you so he could introduce you to the team properly.

“Okay guys this is Y/n. They're gonna be our new manager so be normal please.” The gym was quiet for once. Everyone was giving you strange looks. They weren't necessarily glaring at you, but it was definitely uncomfortable in a way. You, wanting to make a good impression tried to lighten the mood.

“Woah, stare daggers at me any longer and I might bleed out.” Okay yeah it was morbid, but c’mon you were trying here!

Yeah things were definitely awkward to start out. No matter what you did the team was always so..intimidated by you? You weren’t quite sure. All you knew was that Yaku avoided you, Teketora was 10x more anxious near you than any other person you’ve seen him around, and Kenma wouldn’t even dare look your way. Kai and Kuroo tried to reassure you by saying that it was normal behavior for them, but you knew deep down what was up.

But, at the end of the day, you needed an extracurricular activity and you told Kuroo you would be a manager. Not wanting to go back on your word you decided to stay.

In the beginning of your volleyball journey it was like the manager and the team were in two separate worlds. The most interaction that would be between you all would be when you gave them water bottles. Jeez you even made that look scary. You didn't mean to be so intimidating or whatever, but it was just your pure nature as a person.

It worked for you in the end. You weren’t bothered by the lack of people's presence and actually felt unburdened by it at some points, but that didn’t mean you didn't want to at least become acquaintances with the team you would be spending a fair amount of time with.

You left practice early one afternoon and Kuroo took this as a chance to talk to the team about the awkward aura that was there every practice. It had been a week since you became manager and Kuroo couldn’t help but feel guilty. He was the one that got you into this predicament after all.

“Alright everybody! Gather up we need to talk about a few things.”

The group conversation started off with the “rudeness” that the team members were displaying. Leave it to Kuroo to add a lecture into what was supposed to be a simple conversation.

Kuroo placed his concerns and was curious as to why the tensions were so high. See Kuroo never looked at you as intimidating. A loner? Well sure, but that’s nothing he’s not used to. He meshes well with people like that. So you can only imagine his surprise when the team confides that they are actually pretty scared by your presence.

He totally thought they were dumbasses- cue another Kuroo mom lecture.

At the end you can say the team started looking at things from your perspective. They didn’t have much to say on the matter and the situation seemed to end there. That is, until next practice.

When you walked into the gym the following day you were greeted by one awkward wave from Inuoka. You waved back, but you were still confused. The energy between the players and you was still awkward, but now it kinda felt like..pity awkwardness? Whatever it was, it seriously weirded you out at first.

You decide to brush it off and continue with your manager duties. Until you get a call from your younger sister's school.

To your surprise it was your sister on the other end of the phone, not the school officials. She had gotten really hurt during her break period.

“What? Are you okay? Oh my god breathe it’s okay-” The panic in your voice could be heard throughout the gym and caught everyone's attention.

The conversation was mostly you worrying for your sister and making sure she was okay. After you were reassured you ended the call.

You were startled when you realized half of the team was looking at you with unreadable expressions. Was that- Was that shock on their faces?

“Um..uh Kuroo-san I’m sorry, but my younger sister needs me to pick her up. Our mother isn’t available. Is it alright if I leave?” You rush the words out of your mouth. You were made uncomfortable after realizing everyone heard you become your softer self while on the phone with your dear sister.

“Go ahead Y/n, no worries.” Kuroo was even surprised by your parent-like nature when it came to your younger sibling.

You exit the gym leaving the team beside themselves. Had they really read you the wrong way this whole time? In all honesty they felt extremely guilty. Even Kenma thought about how he had avoided you.

Now the next day was something else-

You enter the gym after your last class like normal, but somethings different. Your body is being pushed to the floor by..one..two..seven?? People?? Or maybe more! You couldn’t quite tell because you were being smothered in a group hug right as you walked through the doors.

“We’re sorry Y/n!!! We appreciate you!!” “We’ll never avoid you again!!” Yeah, they were babies and most certainly dumbasses, but you couldn’t deny that it felt good to have some support on your side. You finally felt accepted into this group of unique characters and it made your heart happy.

After that day things start becoming amazing. Your dynamic with the team is something people envied. You would help them practice and they would help you study, babysit, vent, whatever you needed they were there!

It’s known Nekoma isn’t the most popular group in the school, but the people who were more than non supporters made themselves less known when the school found out you were the manager. The team was grateful to say the least.

You were there to protect them from harm like some kind of hero and you were perfectly fine with that. It’s not like you were gonna go rumble with random kids to “defend the team's honor” -Kuroo’s words not yours. But it did feel nice to be somewhat of a protective blanket and they would give you the same energy in return.

Some weirdo bothering you? Well congrats you now have about 10 bodyguards. You’re welcome.

Kenma even lets you play his games when you’re bored during practice. He always reminds the team that you're the only one he tolerates-

Kuroo is still Kuroo and you were glad to have him a solid supporter during this whole thing. Yaku and Teketora warmed up extremely quickly. Yaku because you were another strong minded person he could agree with and Teketora because he thought you were “badass”.

The first years warmed up to you as well! You were honestly a parental figure and yeah it was weird getting used to having a whole volleyball team as your children, but hey that’s life.

In the end the team and you create an amazing dynamic. Yeah it was a bit of a rocky start, but that’s the past. You had many more memories to make with your new found family. <3

Thank you for reading 🤍

~~~

well um- yeah this is a thing. idk i had the urge to write something random so take this- 😭 okay love ya’ll stay hydrated 🤍

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idunnoficsorsumthing · 4 years ago

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Wild Child: Brandy

Based on Lucy Spraggan’s Last night.

AMAZING SONG BTW ya’ll should listen to it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jzcytiq8ZOo&ab_channel=lucysVEVO

Masterlist

Warnings: ALCOHOL, uhmm dumbass drunk stuff.

If you by any coincidence see two of the same post idk how tf that happened.

Brandy

Stumbling out of Tony’s jet with Nat and Wanda after the three of you went to Vegas. The sun was burning your retina, you wished you hadn’t been so plastered that you remembered the events of the previous night. Though you wanted the night to be special because it was girls night, the fact that things got slightly out of hand… was an issue.

You knew what had happened the previous night had been a nightmare, but it was too funny to be too upset about it.

Bucky had been on mission, so you hadn’t seen him yet and it made you nervous to see him. You had made a mental note to never drink brandy anymore as it made you corny and do dumb stuff.

You knew using your powers was illegal, but the amount of alcohol coursing through your veins didn’t care. Probability, lies, and intentions was what you could sense, if not straight up smell on a person. The roll of the dice with your left hand gave you the biggest probability of success. So that is what you’d whisper to Nat as she rolled. “Y/n” Wanda whispered to you. You look at her. “What?” you asked, taking another sip of your drink. “They are watching us.” she said: “We’ve won too many times in a row.” you look around you, and shrug. “What do they want to do?” You said louder than you wanted, swinging around your glass spilling some on the person next to you. “Oi!” the man exclaimed. You just let out a laugh. “Okay baby let’s get us a day at Ralph Lauren.” she said with a laugh. You grabbed her arm to turn her body ever so slightly to the right. Nat threw the dice on the table. You are eyes drop to the dice, a six, quickly your eyes search the other one. Another six. You let out a happy ‘yes’ throwing your arms around Nat’s neck. “We did it!” You exclaimed. The two of you gathered more of the chips from the table. “Guys! We need to leave now.” Wanda said, as you look at the security man making his way towards you. You grabbed a half empty brandy bottle from a nearby table and started running. The other two girls followed you as they were laughing, causing the other security guards to be alarmed too.

Good news, they didn’t catch Nat, and Wanda. Bad news, they had you, and they gave you a ban to their casino. Good news you were now sitting on the curb with the brandy bottle. Bad news, they took back most of the chips. So in total you had like a hundred dollars worth of chips left. Wanda and Nat had gone to see if they could exchange the chips they had while you were sipping on the liquor. You decided to call Bucky to see how he was doing. You rang his phone once, he didn’t pick up. You rang it again, and this time after a while he answered the phone. “Doll, I am kind of in the middle of something.” he answered. You frowned as you held your phone up so he could get a good view of him. While he was a disaster when using facetime, as he held his phone low, and you could see up his nose. “In the middle of you WHORE?” you slurred, waving around the phone, people around you had started to look. You saw Bucky roll his eyes. “Did you have a little too much to drink again?” he asked. “Where is Nat?” he asked, knowing that from the three of us she must be the most responsible one. “I don’t know. They went to get more booze.” You tell Bucky. You could see yourself in the little square in the corner, your mascara was starting to smudge under your eyes because you had been profusely rubbing them. “Look don’t do anything stupid.” Bucky warned. You saw Steve appear behind Bucky in the shot. “How can she, you kept all of the stupid?” Steve said, you laugh loudly. “Buckyyyyy” you whine. He raises an eyebrow. “Yes doll?” he asked. You pout your lips which you know works. “Marryyy meee noww pretty pleaseee.” you begged. He laughed. “I’m supposed to ask you,” he answered. You shake your head, while he nods his head to disagree with you. “ NOWoooooo.” You whined. “go bother someone else.” he said: “Love you.” he ended the call.

You huffed out in anger, and tried to find Wanda, and Nat. It took you only 25 minutes and the rest of the liquor to find them. “I want to get married.” you whine as you hit your head against Wanda’s arm. “Ow honey, I’m sure Bucky will ask you.” She said, you shake your head. “HE SAID NO.” you exclaim. The two girls looked at one another, and then back at you. The three of you were now sitting at the bar with cosmo’s in hand. After Nat’s 5th shot, she was officially a cosmo girl. “I’d marry you.” Nat said, shrugging her shoulder, you abruptly looked up. “You would?” you ask her. She nodded. “LEt’s dO IT.” you said excitedly. The three of you ordered another round of shots, before deciding what to do the rest of the evening.

Somehow you had to explain to your boyfriend that you accidentally married your best friend in Vegas yesterday… You could've thought about more pleasant things to do, like sleep on a bed full of needles. When you arrived home you had taken a shower to freshen up, and patiently waited for Bucky to come back from mission. Suddenly the door slammed open. “YOU’RE MARRIED?” Bucky said loudly. You profusely shake your head for no apparent reason because he knew the truth. “Not really.” you explained. He glared at you. “I can’t trust you anymore.” he said, he stood in front of you with his arms crossed. “What? Why? It was a drunk mistake!” you tried to defend yourself. You got up from your seat, though he still looked down at you. “You betrayed me the second you asked Sam to be your best man.” he said, he shook his head at you disapprovingly. “Wait what?” you asked him. You let out a loud laugh. “You’re not mad?” you ask. He held your face with his hands. “I am mad, when i said go bother someone else. I meant for the night, not for the rest of your life.” he said, he gazed into your eyes with a piercing look, one that you could never forget about because it would always make you laugh. “Well, maybe you should’ve put a ring on my finger then. But, alas, I am a taken woman.” you shrugged, but the smirk on your face told a different story. He stepped closer to you, you shifted, moved to the left out of his way, as your back pressed against the wall. He placed his arm above your head against the wall, “Oh is that so Mrs. Romanoff. Because I heard from Tony your annulment got through.” He said, you gaze into his stupid blue eyes biting your lower lip. “Are you going to say hi to me?” you asked. He smirks, pressing his lips on yours pulling you into a passionate kiss. “I told you not to do anything stupid.” he reminded you, a shrug came from you before you wrapped your arms around his neck, pressing your body against his.

#Bucky #Bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky imagine #bucky x y/n #bucky x female reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barns fanfiction #james buchanan bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #falcon and winter soldier #wanda maximoff #natasha x reader #sam wilson

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shima-draws · 4 years ago

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pls tell us more about the ocs! :0

[[Anonymous said: *Kicks down door* Tell me about your OCs!!]]

🥺 THANKS YA’LL FOR GIVING ME AN EXCUSE TO RANT

Okay so idk how many of you are familiar with Kaz and Ginni but long story short, they’re part of the Next Generation, 25 years after the main story of ATS ends, and where we get all of Team Star’s kids. Basically everybody paired up and made babies and now those babies are teenagers and part of the Amethystus Guild, along with Ginni who is the Guildmasters’ daughter. My new OCs all tie into Ginni and Kaz’s story!

There’s Olivia, Ginni’s best friend and partner in crime at the guild! Olivia is very cheerful, very friendly, and very loyal to her friends. She’s one of the most popular members in the guild because of how open and helpful she is to others. (However, she’s completely oblivious to the crushes that several people harbor for her lmao.) She can be a bit of a ditz sometimes and is occasionally clumsy but she tries her hardest! Ginni’s a known troublemaker but Olivia doesn’t mind helping her get into trouble lol so they both often get scolded together. I haven’t decided what sort of elemental type she is yet but I can say she’s very strong and has a great handle on using her magic—it’s something that comes easy to her, a natural talent that makes her flourish even more c:

On Kaz’s side of things, when he was with the Novune Forces he worked with two other high ranking soldiers in his sector—the colonel, ranked above him, and the first lieutenant, ranked under him. The colonel, like Kaz, doesn’t have an actual name. The first lieutenant picked a name for herself at some point, and her name is Mallary! The three of them are the child prodigies of the Forces and were raised under their care, so they all grew up facing the same sort of awful treatment and experimentation and were trained to follow orders without asking questions.

Mallary is...a very unstable sort of person regarding her emotions. Despite being around Kaz’s age she acts like a child most of the time and often throws tantrums when she doesn’t get her way, causing huge outbursts of magic. She is very attached to Kaz, the two of them having grown up in close proximity, and she thrives off of the praise that both of them get. She basically sees Kaz as a possession and treats anything belonging to her as a contest;; This mostly derives from her insecurities and trauma (thanks bad parenting!) and deep down she’s just afraid to lose the only person she truly cares about. Kaz has a soft spot for her too, since she’s practically his only friend growing up, and knows that she hides her fear by acting arrogant and cruel to others. But a rift forms between them when Kaz escapes the Forces with Ginni, and Mallary views it as a “Kaz picking this random girl over me” situation, so she hates Ginni with a passion lmao

And as for the colonel!! I haven’t picked a name for him yet, I’m debating between Hickory or Hiro, so let me know which one you guys like better c: Anyway, he’s considered to be the golden child between the trio, and despite being the youngest he has the highest rank out of the three of them. He’s kinda like a rubix cube if I’m being honest LOL he’s a very multi faceted character with a lot of different sides. Like Kaz he does what he’s told without any complaints and has a record for never failing a single mission the Forces have given to him. Any enemy considers him to be absolutely ruthless because he does not hesitate in battles and will kill with no questions asked. He’s a cocky little bastard around enemies lmao he loves to snark them and tease them. He’s extremely intelligent—he’s able to read an opponent just by looking at them, so he’s considered the most dangerous out of the trio despite not being the strongest one physically (Kaz is). He fights using his intelligence—he sets up traps and watches as his opponents fall right into them. Because of how clever he is he can come up with countermeasures very quickly.

Unlike Kaz and Mallary the colonel is actually the one person that gets sent outside of HQ on missions—so he’s been more exposed to the outside world than the two of them have. This eventually clues Kaz into the fact that maybe the colonel isn’t as loyal to the Forces as he thought, most likely because the colonel slowly began to rethink his loyalties after spending so much time around people with normal lives. Both the colonel and Kaz hate their upbringing and hold a grudge against their superiors for their treatment and experimentation on them;; And eventually Kaz is able to use this to get the colonel to act as Amethystus’ spy ;)

Kaz eventually asks the colonel why he doesn’t just leave the Forces if he knows how fucked up their very existence is, and the colonel’s just like well look at me. I was raised in this environment to be a killer and to follow orders, I am broken lmao who is going to want me after this. How am I going to make it in this world if all I know how to do is be a mindless slave. He mentions that the only person who’s ever treated him normally besides Kaz without any judgement or care for his position is Mallary—and the colonel has a HUGE crush on her, but it’s very unhealthy because she honestly doesn’t give a shit about him besides their weird. Tentative friendship. Mallary’s only got eyes for Kaz and the colonel is usually too busy to dedicate a lot of time to wooing her, but when he is around she basically has him wrapped around her finger and he’ll do whatever she tells him to. It’s just yikes. He deserves better.

Once Kaz, Ginni and the guild tempt the colonel over to their side, Olivia pretty much calls dibs on him and she’s like “Listen Ginni got to give Kaz his name so can I give the colonel a name?? Please???” So she starts calling him Hickory/Hiro! And finally baby boy smarts up and starts crushing on a girl that actually gives a damn about him and god dammit it’s the cutest fucking case of puppy love since Dusk/Nozomi. The colonel absolutely adores her, but he’s too nervous to actually do anything about it because he’s got huge abandonment issues (thanks again bad parenting! And Mallary!) and doesn’t want to ruin one of the only genuine friendships he’s ever had. But he is head over HEELS for Olivia and it’s so......softe. Ginni and Olivia get to crack open their boys and resolve all of their fucked up childhood issues and watch as they finally learn how to be stupid teenagers and feel human emotions. The colonel turns into a huge crybaby and nobody even blames him because he deserves to release his trauma okay

Anyway yes sorry for the long intro (you can tell I’ve developed the colonel the most despite him not having an official name yet fnnsnfndn) but those are my new kids!! Mallary has actually been a character for a while I just haven’t had the chance to flesh her out until now, and I added Olivia and the colonel to the story recently :’)

#Shima answers questions #Shima’s OCs #Long post #Thanks for letting me infodump 💖#I’m excited to design Hiro/Hickory!#Also please help me pick his name so I can stop typing that lmao #Among the Stars #ATS #Kaz #Ginni Teire #Olivia #Mallary

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skullrock · 4 years ago

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a lot of updates regarding a lot of things

well folks!!! I thot school started for me today but my online courses are starting next week so I have a WHOLE FREE WEEK to write and do gifs!!! I��ll do my best to bust out as much as possible & be online a bit more!!

I just want to let ya’ll know, though, that I’m pretty sure my output is going to decline as school progresses. I have a huge exhibit to plan and market and I’m taking courses that are advanced (like only 6 weeks instead of 14) and my phat ass needs to keep dat 4.0!!!! so if my output halts for a while, don’t worry!! I promise I’m still going to be writing, doing the list of requests I have, and making edits. at this time requests are closed but pretty much all the fic requests I’ve gotten since this new round opened will be written!

✨in exciting news ✨

💫🌈💖 I have somehow hit 750 followers ! 💖🌈💫

idk how y’all got here but I’m SO thankful for the support and love. I know not all of you read my works (and that’s okay and honestly quite valid) but no matter why you’re here, I’m thankful.

I was considering doing some type of follower celebration regarding my one shots and series? perhaps have y’all vote on your favorite works of mine and I’d do a little thing for them? maybe playlists and edits for them? idk I don’t think my work is GROUNDBREAKING or anything but my account took off from my writing and I’d like to celebrate!! more on dis soon!!

and last but perhaps most importantly, on fic requests/future of my writing:

because of the influx of requests I’ve gotten as my follower count has boosted, I think I may stop doing ask box requests. it’s just getting a bit overwhelming!

however, I’ve decided to write commissioned works - info will be announced after I get thru most of the requests I already have. this is the formatting I’ll use for requests from today on - I’ve decided to attempt to make writing both a hobby and a source of income. prices won’t be insane (I know my worth and it’s not much) but I’ll also still be putting out free content!!! just any specific requests will have to be commissioned. I’ll certainly let y’all know when I have this ready. any drabbles that I decide to do (like when I’m h*gh and get inspired by an ask in my box) would be free also, just any specific requests! but again I’ll let y’all know when this format begins! won’t be for a while <3

ANYWAY okay that’s it!! if you have questions or anything pls lmk! I love u all very dearly and I’m again so thankful for you for sticking w me and enjoying/appreciating my works!!! or just my reblogs!!! or my FAT ASS 💖🌈💫🦋

#han talks #updates #(i lose 200 followers over the comission thing)#love u guys thank u for the constant support and love

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blewink · 4 years ago

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Two Meant To Be //kth Chapter Two

previous chapter // next chapter

warnings: fingering, dirty talk, college au, dom!taehyung, sub!reader, lil bit of exhibitionism, Ta’s a lowkey tease this who chapter, and some fluffy stuff near the end

word count: 4.9k

a/n: I accidently added in an extra character in the last chapter, i’m gonna fix that but i thought i’d address it. but this chapter is way longer than the last one but i had a lot of fun writing it! I hope ya’ll like it

-blue 💙

After hours and hours of walking around the mall and trying on dozens of dresses to find a few that actually flattered you well. Jennie had a few pictures from the night of Wendy’s party since you apparently looked really good then, you made sure the dresses you bought has a similar silhouette to the dress of that night. You also bought some jackets and tights since the weather had gone completely freezing over the past week and you hadn’t updated your wardrobe for winter yet. Your friends would say you were very committed to keeping style and overall vibe to “pastel child meets cottagecore whore with a little bit of some risque form fitting clothes.” Although you did like spicing things up sometimes and went for all black outfits too.

After finally meeting up Wendy and Mina, it didn’t take long for Jennie to spill the beans to them. As soon as the words left Jennies mouth, the two girls started squealing and jumping around like children. You weren’t gonna lie, this familiar rush of liking someone was a really good feeling, it made you excited for what was gonna happen next. Mina whisper shouts,”I knew you liked him, I really did.” You could feel your cheeks straining from smiling so hard. “Okay okay! The whole mall doesn’t need to know!” You tell them. The chaos then got interrupted by Jennie clapping her to make an announcement. “Alright girlies, in honor y/n having a crush,” she draws out the last word and nudges your side, “I say we should have a nice dinner today. And not just some fancy restaurant, we should make it ourselves.” You all nod in agreement. Jennie continues, “Then it’s settled. I’ll call the boys and see if they can go to the grocery store to buy some stuff.” She pulls out her phone and calls Namjoon. “Hey Joon, so the girls and I want to have a nice dinner with the roomies.” You hear Namjoon’s muffled voice on the other side of the line. “No, no specific reason,” She giggles and looks at you, your cheeks surely turning red. “Alright, well take Jimin and Chan with you. Tae’s gonna help us when we get home. See you soon, bye.”

On the drive home you get a text message from Taehyung, you feel your stomach flutter and you open the messaging app.

Tae🐯: hey do you know why joon left me home all alone? he said jennie had something for me to do.

You: idk, jennie just wanted to do something fun and we can’t go against the birthday girl

Tae: yeah you’re probably right. anyways, how are you holding up? yknow with the breakup…

You: i’m doing a lot better, thanks for checking up on me tho :)

Tae: yeah ofc, i care abt you a lot and i just wanted to make sure you were okay

Wendy’s voice takes you out of your trance, you look up confused as you didn’t hear what she said “Sorry, what did you say?” Wendy and Mina laugh causing Jennie to ask what was happening, since she was driving and didn’t notice what happened. Mina answers, “I was calling her name but she’s been smiling at her phone like an idiot.” The car erupts in laughter and you try to hide your face in your hands. “Come on guys, don’t make fun of her. It’s kinda cute, it’s like a first crush.” You're relieved that you had Mina on your side at least. In an effort to stand up for yourself you say, “He just texted me to see how I’m holding up.” Mina lets out a small ‘awe’ then says “That’s so cute.”

After about twenty minutes and more teasing from your friends, you arrive at home. Yes, you live with your friends in a giant house and no, it’s actually not as bad as some might think. Everyone puts in their share for rent and you actually prefer living with other people as it makes you feel more safe. As you and the other girls pull out all your bags from shopping, you see Taehyung walking out of the house and towards the car. Seeing him now, your mind couldn’t get rid of Jennie’s words. The thought of him thinking of you in a romantic way makes you feel a little lightheaded. “Hey girls, any of you need help with your bags?” Mina, Wendy and Jennie in unison said no and left you with a few extra bags so you wouldn’t be able to hold all of them and you would need the help of Taehyung. “What was that about?” he asked while giggling a bit. Flustered, you don’t answer his question and try to grab all the bags. You don’t notice him making his war to your side of the car until you feel a hand on your waist. Immediately causing you to gasp and drop your bags.

You’re beyond embarrassed at this point and you feel you could crawl in a hole and die. “Hey are you okay?” Taehyung's deep voice fills your ears causing your body to shiver. “Y-yeah I’m okay, could you help me carry some stuff though?” He nods, “Yeah, of course. But let’s get you up first.” He reaches his hand to you and you grab it, pulling yourself up. You pick up a few bags and Taehyung grabs the others. As you were walking to the front door, you noticed how cold it was outside already and it didn’t help that the wind was picking up too. Taehyung matches your pace and then he asks you, “Are you still gonna go to New York for Jennies birthday?” You respond, “Yeah I’m not gonna let Lucas ruin my best friends birthday and I love New York too much and I’m not missing out on that.” You let out a soft laugh before you finally reach the front door.

Once you were finally inside, you made your way up the stairs to your room, Taehyung following close behind you. You reach your door and you set your bags down to open the door, and walk into your room. Walking over to your vanity you set your bags down and when you turn around Taehyung eyes move quickly to meet yours. Was he just looking at your ass? No. You’re just imagining things. He walked over and placed the bags next to the ones you had. “Thanks for helping me out” you say. He grabs the back of his neck and says,” Yeah no problem” A couple seconds pass without either of you saying a word. You’re staring into his eyes and he’s staring back. After about fifteen seconds of this he clears his throat. “So I’ll see you at dinner.” You say a quick yeah, feeling down that he hadn’t said anything. He closes the door making sure to look at you before the door blocked his view.

He stood with his back to your door for a couple seconds and let out a sigh. He didn’t understand why he didn’t say anything, you looked amazing but you always did. He didn’t know how you felt and it was tearing him up inside. He decided it would be better to not do anything stupid and just walked to room. After Taehyung left, you decided to try on your dresses again and pick one to wear to dinner. You’re half naked with a dress half way up your legs when the door busts open. You scream and try to cover your body but it results in the dress falling down. It’s Tae. He starts apologizing profusely “Oh my god, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to barge in.” At this point you grabbed a towel and covered yourself. “It’s okay, just knock next time.” You nervously laugh. “Oh yeah right, well Jennie wants us to make desert. So you should come down to the kitchen when… you’re done changing.” His face getting mildly red near the end of the sentence. “Oh okay I’ll be there in a few.” He makes his way out but your heart is still pounding. It takes you a couple minutes to compose yourself, but you change into a loose t-shirt, some small shorts and a pair of fluffy socks because it's still a little chilly.

You hear Jennie's voice telling Taehyung about the desert and once you enter the kitchen they both stop talking and look your way. Confused, you say ”what?” Jennie quickly says, “What are you wearing?” “I thought we were baking so picked out clothes I don’t mind getting dirty.” She shakes her head and sighs, “God, what am I going to do with you?” You make a face to Taehyung, mocking Jennie, and he giggles back. Jennie interrupts your moment, “Anyways, you guys are in charge of making a pie. Can I trust you two to not burn the house down?” She cocks her eyebrow up. “Um yeah probably” says Taehyung. Jennie lets out another disappointed sigh and walks out of the kitchen. You make your way to the fridge to get the ingredients to make your pie filling and dough.

While you're searching inside the fridge when Taehyung says, “Can I be honest? I have no clue on how to make a pie.” You can’t say you’re surprised, Tae was more of a cook than a baker. “That’s alright bub. Not to brag but I’ve made a few pies in my day.” You close the fridge and head to the cabinets to get a bowl. When you set the bowl and your other utensils, you look up to see why Taehyung was so quiet, you notice his gaze is again on you. You clear your throat, causing him to snap out of his trance, out of pure curiosity you say, “Liking what you see?” You regret saying those words as soon as they come out of your mouth. “Oh my god, pretend I didn’t say that! Let’s just ignore that.” You make your way to your bowl and start mixing your ingredients as an uncomfortable silence fills the room. You hear his footsteps come closer and you look up at him, his eyes seem darker than they were just a couple minutes ago, “What if I did?” Your jaw drops a bit, leaving your lips parted just a bit. How were you supposed to respond? Did he have feelings for you? Your emotions were all over the place. He lets out a little laugh as his face gets closer to yours to where you can almost feel his lips on yours, “I think you’re enjoying this a little too much baby” The pet name causing you to blush and his eyes look down at your lips and he continues, “And you’re drooling a bit.” He taps your bottom lip and walks to the other side of the kitchen, sitting back in his previous spot.

Feeling flustered, your actions were a little jumpy while you finished the pie. Not to mention that you could practically feel his gaze burning on you. Finally you put the pie in the oven, when you look up you see Taehyung distracted by his phone. You place your hands on our hips and clear your throat, when his eyes meet yours, the familiar darkness is still there. “Gee thanks for being such a great help Taehyung.” You made sure your words were coated in sarcasm. “You said you had it covered, didn’t you?” His eyebrow cocks up at the end of the question. You graon in anger and storm out of the kitchen while shouting, “You’re going to be the death of me Kim Taehyung!”

He always enjoyed teasing you like this, he liked seeing you get all flustered just from his words. He couldnt help but think of all the things he could do to you, fuck, now he’s hard. He didn’t understand why affected him this much but he needed to get ready for the dinner. You found yourself in your room with dresses all over the place, it was surprisingly hard to find the perfect dress to wear to something so casual yet so important. You ended up choosing a form fitting, simple black dress. It only took you thirty minutes to pick it but it was perfect. You quickly curled your hair a bit, did some soft glam makeup, picked out a few gold accessories and finished with a few sprits of sweet smelling perfume. You were lowkey feeling yourself when you looked at your complete look in the mirror and you even snapped a few pictures and posted your favorite two. As if on cue, your alarm went off, indicating your pie was ready. You made your way to the kitchen as fast as you could, which wasn’t that fast since you had your heels on.

Luckly, when you took it out it was perfectly golden and not burned. You sighed in relief and sat on the countertop. It was only a couple minutes when Jennie came rushing in, “Oh thank god you’re here, can you help me set up the table?” You nodded but were still confused by her urgency as your friends were never ones for punctuality. “Jennie, why are you so stressed? It’s just gonna be us and the roomies.” A loud, sarcastic laugh comes from Jennie, “I wish, my mom just called and she’s on her way. I ordered pick up from some restaurant because we’re not going to have time for cooking, the boys are picking that up.” You two were now in the dinning room, you were placing the plates on the long table. “Why don’t you ask the girls and Tae to help us? Wouldn’t it be more efficient for more of us to help out?” Jennie gives you a small smile after mentioning his name. “Yeah you would like that wouldn’t you?” Your face heats up for the hundredth time today, seems like you’re going to have to get used to this.

The boys had finally arrived and you were all in the living room sitting on the couch. It was funny seeing you all dressed up but cuddled up on couch. Jennie was telling the rest of the group about her mother’s surprise visit, you looked over to Taehyung to see his reaction but not so surprisingly, he was already looking at you. You continued moving your gaze, pretending you didn’t see him. Jennie’s lecture was interrupted by the doorbell, indicating her mother’s arrival. You all quickly stood up and fixed your apperances, you smoothed down your dress and walked to the door with the rest of your friends. You all stood in a small group as Jennie opened the door. “Hi Omma!” Jennie said in an overly cheerful voice, her mom gives her a hug. Her mom turns to look at the rest of you, “Hi Mrs. Kim!” You all say while bowing.

After all the greetings and catching up, you made your ways to the dinner room, which had already been set up by you and Jennie. While you were each picking a seat, Taehyung made his way next to you. Once Mrs. Kim sat down, the rest of you did too. The rest of the night was filled with laughter and new memories, the food was delicious too. But every now and then you would find yourself getting distracted by Taehyungs hands. The way his fingers gripped around the utensils making his veins prominent, made you feel a little hot. It also didn’t help that he was constantly sneaking his hand down to rub your inner thigh. This was tourture for you, it had been months since anyone had touched you like this. You were able to ignore it for most of the night, that was until Mrs. Kim was saying her goodbyes. You were all gathered at the entrance and you felt Taehyungs hand on your side, giving small squeezes causing you to stutter with your words when talking to Mrs. Kim. Once she left you all made your way to the living room again.

Jennie was the first one to throw her her body on the beanbag next to the couch. The rest of you doing the same soon after. Your feet were starting to feel sore so you were eager to get your heels off. “Well that went well.” You all laugh at Jimins remark. “For real though, the food was pretty good, Jennie where did you find that restaurant?” Chan questions as Jennie sits up to face the rest of you. “It’s my mom’s favorite,” Jennie says as she fixes her hair, “We used to eat there a lot when I was younger.” A comfortable silence falls between the group, but only a minute passed before Mina stands up. “I think we all need to de-stress, how about a movie night? We haven’t done one of those in a while.” A movie night was exactly what you needed right now, so you were very excited, and it appeared so were your roomates. A couple of minutes of bickering later, you all had decided on a movie that none of you had watched yet, which happened to be a scary movie. You weren’t fond of the movie selection but you figured it was bound to be fun. You were now in your room changing into pajamas you had worn earlier, you were too lazy to get a pair of panties so you remained commando. A buzz from your phone interrupted you removing your makeup. You walked over to check what it was, a text from Taehyung. Your stomach fluttered again, yet another sensation you would come to get used to.

Tae: hurry the fuck up, we’re all waiting for you.

You checked your phone to check the time, but only three minutes had passed since you made it to your bedroom. You hurried to remove the last of your makeup and brush out your hair. You picked up a few blankets and a stuffie, and made your way to the living room. To your surprise, you found yourself in an empty room. Where was everyone? “I didn’t think you would get down here so fast.” Taehyungs deep voice fills the room from behind you. You turn around to see him in a loose white t-shirt, hands in grey sweat pants and his hair a ruffled mess. “I thought you said you were all waiting for me?” Your eyes follow his body as he makes his way to the couch. He lets a small laugh out once he’s on the couch, “You really will believe anything I say, wont you?” He pats the side next to him, indicating you to come sit with him. You roll your eyes, you should have know he would something like this. “Why do you keep teasing me Tae?” You sit next to him, leaving enough space between yourselves. “I like seeing how flustered you get, it’s cute.” Before you could answer, Jimin and Chan walk in, Namjoon not too far behind them. It’s only a couple more minutes, when the girls come in too. What did he mean by ‘cute’?

The movie had already started but you didn’t know what was going on, your mind was too busy repeating the words Taehyung had said. You shook your racing mind and tried to focus on the movie. Some girl was hiding in her bedroom from the intruder, at least you think that what you think was happening. She’s on the floor behind the side of the bed when the door opens. She covers her mouth to prevent the intruder from hearing her breathing while the man in the background walks to the closet, the floor creaking underneath him. The music gradually getting louder and louder, suddenly the intruder does a jump scare, causing a few of you to scream. It caused you to jump and reach for the person beside you, who happened to be Taehyung. You gripped his arm and buried your face into his chest. Once you realized you were practically on his lap, you let go of his arm and whispered “sorry.” He placed his hand on your thigh and started rubbing small circles with his thumb. He brought his lips to your ear before whispering, “No need to appoligize sweetheart.” His voice caused you to shiver and you weren’t going to lie, you were a little turned on.

He left his hand on your lower thigh for a couple minutes until he started moving upwards. Your thighs had always been sensitive and you wondered if he still remembered that, even over a year later. You almost panicked, thinking maybe one of your roomates might see you but you realize you have two blankets over you and Taehyung. His hand starts rubbing you over your clothed core, you let out a small whimper. “Don’t make any noise baby, you dont want our friends to hear what a little mess you are for me, do you?” You shake your head. He continues his movements, rubbing right over your clit, you feel your wetness already seeping onto your shorts. His actions stop as he reaches further up to the top of your shorts, his fingers playing with the waistband before they delve into your shorts. Your breath hitches as his hand is now touching your bare cunt, “No panties?” He tisks, “Were you expecting something like this to happen?” You don’t answer his questions and the sensation of his touch makes your skin feel as though it’s on fire. His other hand reaches your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes, “Answer me when I ask you questions, kitten.” The new pet name causes you to gush a little more, you could tell he felt it too because of the cocky smirk he has on. “Does kitten like being called names?” It takes everything to respond to him. “Yes,” you whisper. You’re still facing him when he plunges a finger into your needy cunt. You slap your hand over your mouth as moan threatens to come out. Taehyung smiles at your reaction, he always loved how reactive you were to him touch.

You two were now facing the TV again while his finger was sliding in and out of your pussy agonizingly slow. It was probably for the better, if he was going any faster, you were sure your roomates might hear your pussy squelching. His thumb circled around your clit causing your walls to tighten around his finger. Once he added another finger you felt yourself getting closer to your release. His pace picked up a bit causing you to bury your face into your blankets. “Are you close baby?” You nod, as you’re incapable of opening your mouth without a moan coming out. Only a few more trusts later and you open your mouth in a silent scream as your orgasm overtakes your body. His fingers ride you through your high and your body shakes as he pulls his fingers out. His fingers glisten in the light provided by the TV, he takes in index finger into his mouth, tasting your release. He then orders for you to open your mouth as he sticks his middle finger into your mouth. You suck on it, circling your tongue around his digit while tasting yourself. He pulls his finger out, “Good girl.” The praise makes you feel warm. He puts his arm around your waist for the rest of the movie, his hand rubbing your side until you stop shaking.

About an hour later, the movie finishes and you look around. Your roomates are all fast asleep leaving you and Taehyung as the only ones awake. “Should we wake them up or leave them here?” You ask worried as you all had class the next day. “Uh I say we be good friends and wake them up. You get up first, losing your balance and falling to the floor. Taehyung giggles, “Damn, I wonder how you’re gonna walk once I fuck you for real.” You ignore his comment, “Stop being a dick and help me up.” He walks over and picks you up, you stare into each others eyes before you say, “Are we gonna talk about what’s going on here?” You still weren’t sure what was going on between you two and you wanted to see how he felt about all this. He pats your side before saying, “We’ll talk about it in a bit but lets wake them up first.” Not exactly the answer you were expecting but you’ll take it. You walk over to Chan, who’s sprawled all over Namjoon, you snap a quick picture before shaking the two to wake them.

You walk each of your friends to their rooms, you make sure to set alarms on all their phones incase they forgot to. Once you close Wendy’s door, you turn to walk to your room, which was straight across from hers, Taehyung’s there leaning against your door. You walk up to him, “I assume we’re talking about this now?” He moves out of the way so you can open the door, “Of course.” You walk into your room, keeping the door open for him to walk in and closing it behind him. You switch a light on so it’s not too bright. You turn on your heel to face Taehyung “Um I need to change first, my shorts are… well, they’re ruined thanks to you.” “Oh it was my pleasure baby, no need to thank me.” He replies slyly. “Okay well turn around then.” He turns his back to you and you step out of your shorts. They’re practically drenched and you throw them in your hamper, making a mental note to wash before you leave for New York. You walk into your closet, opening a drawer and grab a pair of clean underwear and slip them on.

When you walk back out, Tae’s sitting on your bed so you make your way over and sit on your bed near him and cross your legs. “So, do you have any questions for me? Because I know I have a few for you.” You ask nervously. He licks his lips, “Just one I think,” you look at him curiously. “You’re sure you and Lucas are done? Like for real this time? Because this has happened before and you just went right back to him in less than a week.” This was true, Lucas always found the right things to say to make you take him back. But this time, he hadn’t reached out to you in days and you felt ready to move on. “I can assure you, I’m not getting back with Lucas. Not tomorrow, not next week or ever.” You give a small smile to really seal the deal. He smiles back, “Okay that’s good. One more thing,” He pauses, “When was last time someone touched like how I just did?” Your face heats up and you lift your pillow to hide your face. You feel the bed shift as he moves closer to you, his feet now up on the bed crossed just like yours. He grabs the pillow from your hands and makes you look at him, “There’s no need to get shy with me kitten. Answer my question.” You bite your lip nervously, “It’s been about three months.” Taehyung hums in response. “Well I’ll be making those months up to you from now on.” His hand nw on your cheek. “So what were your questions for me, kitten?” You almost forgot about them but your glad he brought them up. “Do you intend on having a serious relationship with me?” Your eyes tear up a bit at the thought of him saying no. A shocked expression crosses his face, “Of course I do. I don’t want to use you like that, I would never want to hurt you.” You nod your head slowly in response, “Okay I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page.” He nods back, “Yeah we are. One more thing,” He pauses again, “Let’s take this slow okay? I don’t want to make you do anything you regret.” You giggle at his sudden softness in words, “You say that as if you didn’t just make me cum all over your fingers.” He laughs a little too, “Oh baby, if you think that’s going slow, I’ve got a lot to show you.” You looked at him and the way he looked in the light that was barley there, he was nothing short of beautiful.

You snap out of your trance, “Alright alright, it’s time for us to go to bed.” You hop off your bed clapping your hands together. Taehyungs still on your bed looking at you confused, “I was wondering if I could stay here with you tonight. If that’s okay with you?” You were taken aback by the idea of having Taehyung sleep in the same bed as you. “Um yeah sure, that’s okay.” He giggles like child before pulling your blanket over himself, “Come on I can’t sleep without my kitten.” Your heart swells as you crawl back into bed. You settle yourself under the blankets facing him, his draps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer. You can feel his breath on your face, “Can I kiss you?” You nod and tilt your head up. Your lips connect and your eyes fluttered shut. You felt your stomach fluttering and you wondered if this was how a real kiss was supposed to feel. When you pulled away, you looked into his eyes and everything felt calm. He pulled you closer so you were now laying on his chest. The hours of shopping and baking finally catching up to you as you drifted into sleep.

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george-fabian-weasley · 4 years ago

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Can you ship me with a character and which character I would be please.

Name: Libby

House: Ravenclaw

Hobbies: Acting and singing

Preferences: Women? (If that’s what it means)

Other stuff: I’m kinda clumsy. Idk why I’m in ravenclaw cause I’m really dumb.

Also if it’s not to much trouble can I have a fic rec for: TONKS 🥰

CONGRATS ON 600 followers!

HI LIBBY omg thank you so much for joining my sleepover!! Of course, of course!

I ship you with Angelina Johnson!

see, you and Angelina go way back, you were friends ever since First Year, and you've been crushing on her ever since (hello? she's literally perfect)

Despite being friends for so long, you two are the complete opposite

She loves sports, and you love acting and singing

She's in Gryffindor, and you're in Ravenclaw

But that didn't stop her to reach out to you ever so often

Now, Angelina has a secret she wants to keep from you, she likes you too!

But she's not sure if you like her back because 'Why would Libby likes someone like me?'

her words, not mine

So imagine the mutual pining and the sexual tension ya'll had but not realising it

i am here for it all

But then, sOMEONE (Fred Weasley to be precise) decided to ask Angelina as his date to the Yule Ball

aND SHE SAID YES?!???!?

When you found out, you were crushed so hard

Luna, your best friend was there for you

"You got less nargles surrounding you, Libby. Is something the matter?" Luna asked, concerned for her best friend.

You sighed, "He's taking her to the Ball," was all you said. You had plopped onto your bed, face down to the pillow, sounds of long painful groans emitting from your mouth muffly.

"And she said yes? I thought Angelina likes you!" Luna said, now rubbing your back comfortingly. You tilted your head to the side, cheek on the pillow, "Stop saying she likes me, Luna. She doesn't, if she does she would go with me !"

Luna shook her head, "No, no, she likes you. Whenever you're around, nargles swarmed her like bees. They really do," She said dreamily, furrowing her eyebrows, "And how do you know she would go with you? Have you asked her already?"

You snorted, "I was about to, but that bloody Weasley beat me to it."

"Well," Luna trailed off.

"Do you perhaps want to go with me instead? We can go as friends!" Luna chimed, smiling comfortingly at you.

You looked at her, and smiled softly, "That would be nice."

And so you did go with Luna, as friends.

But Angelina didn’t know that

And she was utterly heartbroken

She couldn’t stop staring at you and Luna dancing with your free will; you were giggling tremendously at each other, obviously having a good time platonically

But, again, Angelina didn't know that

She had to shut her mouth manually when she saw you in your beautiful dark coloured dress, you looked absolutely stunning and she couldn't stop staring

Weasley had to literally shook her shoulder to get her attention

"What's gotten into you today, Johnson? You looked out of it instead of focusing on your date here," Fred teased and Angelina sighed.

"Nothing, I was just looking at Libby," She said with another sigh. Fred caught on quick and chuckled, causing her to look at him, "What?"

He had this mischievous grin, "I think I know just how to cheer you up, m'lady."

He freakin called Luna and you over to them

Angelina was freaking out on the inside, 'What the bloody hell is he doing?!!!!'

"Luna! Fancy dancing with me? We could switch partners," Fred beamed at the light blonde girl, and Luna saw the mischief behind his eyes, so she smiled

"Sure! Libby, you don't mind, right?" She asked you

"Uh... Sure?"

Fred and Luna left you two behind so quickly

And cue the awkward silence

"So," Angelina started, "Luna, huh?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, "What was that supposed to mean?"

The beautiful honey girl shook her head, eyes looking anywhere but you, "Oh nothing, you look nice together."

"... We're just going as friends, Luna and I," You said, feeling left out as everyone else was dancing but you two. You watched as her head snapped up, eyes looking at you instantly, "What? Why?"

"Because..." You trailed off, not wanting her to know that you intended to ask her. You sighed harshly, tired of this push and pull game with your feelings.

"Because Fred had already asked you."

Poor Johnson was shocked to her guts

after some more explaining on your side, her heart beat faster and faster at the mere thought of you liking her back, romantically

Ever since then, you and Angelina were inseperable, like stuck to the hip kind of inseperable

You would watch her every Quidditch Game just to support her (even if it's against Ravenclaw)

And she would come to all your shows and musicals that you worked on at Hogsmeade

For the second part, since you asked for 🤺🤺🤺 as well, I'd say you resembled Seamus Finnigan!

Now Seamus is in Gryffindor, and is known to be skilled with explosive materials

He's strong to his opinions yet he comes clean when he's in the wrong

Since all I know about you is that you're clumsy, I feel like Seamus might've been clumsy as well in his early years in Hogwarts, almost every year he got explosives near his face for no reason HDKSHDH

He's brave to say what he wants to say, and he had fought along side Harry Potter in the Battle of Hogwarts

Since he's friends with Dean Thomas; who is a very good painter, he would've appreciated any kind of art like acting and singing.

For the Fic Rec, I'm so sorry my dear, I haven't found any Tonks fic yet, I've searched for them yet I've come up with nothing. Although if there is any change, I'll let you know myself! 🌹

JOIN MY SLEEPOVER!

#syaf's 600 sleepover #syaf sleepover party!#george-fabian-weasley #harry potter

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scintfms · 4 years ago

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hi kids ! wow , we’re already at opening and that’s so crazy ! i’m kofi , your co - admin , and i’m so excited that you guys are here ! i’m 23 , from the est tz , prefer she / they pronouns and i graduate from college in a little more than seven months ... yikes . that being said , i’m ready to introduce you guys to my latest muse , who may have huge development changes as we go on because of him being brand new , mr . saint moon ! he’s um ... something of a mess and idk if i love or hate him yet , but i’m happy to plot with ya’ll on my d.iscord @ 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐲.#4090 !

( lee juyeon , 22 , cis male , he / him ) * fun fact about me ? okay , let’s see . . . an injury stopped my promising olympic career . crazy , right ? i’m saint moon , i live in the contemporary new build with a three thousand square foot outdoor patio on ocean lane in key biscayne , & not to brag , but my family’s worth around $740 million . pretty decent for real estate and construction developers , huh ? we’ve been around for some time , but in town , everyone’s always associated me with the gatsbys ; but it’s not like that’s my whole identity , or anything . while filming for key biscayne , it was surprising when i’d get dragged on twitter for being “ errant , impetuous , & rancorous , ” but the cameras don’t see everything , & my real fans know that i’m nothing but coolheaded , venturesome , & enamoring . i’m not too bothered by it though , because since the series ended , i’ve opened a highly successful café in south korea and planning to expand to the states . follow me on instagram @SNT.MN to keep up .

name : saint moon .

nickname(s) : none .

age + date of birth : 22 + july 19th , 1998 .

astrological sign : cancer .

myers - briggs personality type : infj .

enneagram type : the individualist .

moral alignment : chaotic neutral .

gender + pronouns : cis man + he / him / his .

place of birth : gangnam , south korea .

place of residence : key biscayne , florida .

sexual orientation : bisexual .

romantic orientation : biromantic .

occupation : former reality star / instagram influencer / café owner .

nationality : korean .

ethnicity : korean .

language(s) spoken : korean , english , japanese , and learning mandarin .

social media handle : @SNT.MN

THE BACKSTORY .

saint’s story starts when his parents , moon ji - ho and park soo - ah went on their first date . in truth , it had been a rare instance of love at first sight when they bumped into each other at ji - ho’s office in seoul , and the date was only used to solidify their feelings . you see , ji - ho and soo - ah were fairly well known with ji - ho being the second heir to moon industries alongside his sister , moon eun - ha . moon industries was founded in the 1940s , and is known primarily for their real estate and construction business . the company was founded in seoul , and originally started out by purchasing and renovating beautiful homes and condominiums within the city . after thirty years in the business , ji - ho and eun - ha’s father was one of the first in south korea to reach the status of billionaire .

ji - ho and soo -ah were looking to forge their own path , though . although they were lucky enough to have wealthy parents , both of them have always liked the idea of working for themselves and getting their hands dirty . so , they refused ji - ho’s father’s investment and decided to start their own real estate firm . they went through the process of obtaining their real estate license in both south korea and the united states , specifically in florida . after studying hard , they were able to open moon real estate , and it was a hassle for them . they initially ‘ struggled ’ seeing as though they were their only employees , and soon , soo - ah discovered that she was pregnant with their son .

for four years , they worked hard with their bumbling baby boy , saint , crawling at their feet and curiously looking at home or building buyers . for a long time , they considered saint to be their closer as he was the selling point and allowed people to hold him while looking at the home . usually , soo - ah would use saint as a marketing ploy whenever they were trying to sell to young couples , and it always worked . the moons became known for saint syndrome , where those same young couples would typically call to say that they were expecting within a year of buying their home . it only took a few years , but the moons were soon raking in their own money without the help of ji - ho’s father .

when saint was six , his family relocated to key biscayne , florida . life was easy living on the water , and his parents continued to sell gorgeous homes both in seoul and in the wealthy neighborhoods of florida . with such a lifestyle , it wasn’t unheard of for saint to excel at his private school , where he was known for his academic prowess as well as his ability to play both the piano and the cello . saint was a fairly popular student while growing up , and it showed when the moons would host their annual christmas party .

he was fourteen when he finally started to understand the rivalry between thoroughbreds and gatsbys . originally , he put off like he didn’t care , but in reality he was trying to figure it out . the moons were a special case , considering that ji - ho was clearly an heir to a billion dollar fortune , but also had become wealthy in his own right thanks to his business with his wife . saint never understood that jabs and jeers that he would receive from thoroughbreds , because to him , they were all rich so what the hell did it matter ? he eventually began to side more with the gatsbys , never understanding why the thoroughbreds felt as though they needed to stick their noses up in the air at them .

within two years , though , saint seems to have changed for the worse . while his grades may be good , he begins to spend more time with new friends in miami . while there , he surrounds himself with fast cars and short nights , but he thinks it’s his parents’ fault for buying him a 488 spider for his sixteenth birthday . saint began to get into trouble , often pulled over for speeding and reckless driving to impress his friends . like always , a star is meant to fall , and it all came crashing down for saint when he thought that drag racing on u.s. route 1 was a good idea . he assumed that he could lose the cops , but he was stupid for ever thinking so -- he totaled the $1.3m dollar car , and after being treated for minor injuries , he was booked in the county jail .

having rich parents seems to be all fun and games considering they were barely able to get him out with a slap on the wrist , but that very same night they sent him away on a business plane to live with his no - nonsense grandparents . for the first year , saint pouted and argued , screamed and kicked over being trapped in seoul . he tried to escape the fortress of a house in pyeongchang , attempted to ditch his security guards when he went out in public , but he eventually realized that there was no getting out of this . so , he made the most out of it : he finished school , and during his senior year with the help of his grandparents , saint opened goodnight moon , a late night café that appealed to college students and late workers in need of a coffee and pastry pick me up . the café went viral , and so did the handsome owner .

he returned home when he was twenty , and discovered that key biscayne was filming . as the resident who suddenly disappeared , saint was sought after by the producers and was introduced mid - way through the second season .

THE SHOW .

saint and his family were not introduced on key biscayne until midway through season two . he was introduced as most table shakers would be , with a flurry of local headlines ranging from KEY BISCAYNE TEEN ARRESTED FOR DRAG RACING and HOW MONEY GETS YOU OUT OF A JAIL SENTENCE . his parents didn’t like the idea of being on a reality series , so they weren’t featured although there were a few scenes with them .

he was the reality show villain and you can’t tell me otherwise ! showed up with an air of what the fUCk ever and despite the air around him since he was arrested and shipped back to south korea , he never let that stop him ? like ofc he’s a rich boy who got away with something bc he’s rich , but it’s not that he doesn’t acknowledge it , he just chooses not to talk about it .

was definitely the subject of show cliffhangers , probably nearly got kicked off the show because of his short temperament and despite all that would still be invited to the reunions because he would always start some shit . he was very vocal about who he didn’t like on the show , and probably had good chemistry with a cast mate and fans of the show always pushed for them to become a thing ( a wc ... mayhaps 👀 ) but they were never anything more than friends .

by the end of the show , saint was that cast member that fans love to hate . he was employee of the month , and that’s on period ! gave what he was supposed to gave and was highkey problematic ( not in a bad way , but in a way where he was always the one in the middle of some shit ) and when people would question him about it ofc he didn’t care KFNDSJBFS .

THE PERSONALITY .

a little shit . that’s it . that’s all you need to know . although he’s standoffish , still has his insecurities because he’s not the ‘ perfect ’ son that his parents pushed for him to be . very much so the black sheep of the family , and is deemed as a lost cause by his thespian of a mother , so he figures that he might as well live up to that name . comes across as someone who genuinely doesn’t care , and he doesn’t KFDBJSFSD . sometimes only looks out for himself which adds more sand into the asshole bin , and he hates being asked ‘ dumb ’ questions . it’s a pet peeve that his mom thinks he picked up from his father .

THE HEADCANONS .

he does not want to be your friend KFNDSFUS . he can be very standoffish just to get that point across , and he doesn’t interact with people outside of a chosen few .

can be wildly off putting and while someone else may be afraid of confrontation , he isn’t ! might be the subject of bar brawls and minor scraps because he genuinely does not know how to shut the hell up .

hates walnuts ; idk why that’s important but it is . serve him something with walnuts in it and he’ll never talk to you again .

romantically and emotionally stunted , therefore he bides his time with casual sex and noncommittal acts of romance . can be found slipping out of beds in the middle of the night , never returns texts , and at times will pretend that he doesn’t know who the other person is ( ew ! ) .

a chaotic boy with a heart of gold , he just doesn’t show it and has mastered the art of being fake .

despite his repulsion of romance and relationships , he’ll flirt with anyone that has a pair of legs , and he quite honestly might call someone daddy just for the hell of it KNFDH .

probably posts those outfit thirst traps on instagram reels or tik tok bc he’s annoying .

THE CONNECTIONS .

an angsty ex boyf 👀 if i have to BEG for it i will ! and i promise to make you cry xD

a best friend pls ! someone who has been friends with him since before he was shipped back to korea for a few years so when he came back and was on the show , they were THE dynamic duo .

i’ve been really into his plot but someone he works out with ? maybe they don’t work out together per say , but they’re somehow always at the community gym at the same time .

something soft ? something so sweet that it would make my teeth rot ? could either be a boyfriend or girlfriend thing or tbh i don’t know but i’m literally looking for something that’s all fluff and all marshmallows and if i don’t get it then i’ll cry .

a plot where they full on hate each other . none of that cute shit KNFDNFHSD . no lingering feelings , no moments of hate lapse -- they hate each other and it’s a spicy hate ship that literally gets your blood pumping .

SKINNY LOVE ARE YOU THERE ?

his hoodrat friends NFDJNHFBD i’m kidding but i’m thinking like ... a billionaire boys club type of thing ? perhaps the five of them get together and ppl try to penetrate the group or they have these instances where ppl straight up hate them for no reason ? they were probably the TALK of the show bc thought they were assholes KNFDJBFBD idk either way , my hand is out . ( 1 of 4 spots filled )

a one night stand with some substance ? like yeah , they fuck around and they have their fun together but they don’t pretend to not know each other in public ( unless this person is a thoroughbred and i oop , chile ) so they probs tend to be a little like confidants at times but also have a tendency of shutting each other up with sex .

#biscayne.intro #this is really long i do apologize KNFDNSHF

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hallucinosims · 5 years ago

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You know how people are like “Here’s my editing progress through the years” and stuff me included i wanna see ya’ll worst editing decisions through the years when you thought they were bumpin. Here’s mine. Can i tag people in this? I want this to be a tag anyway i tag @liliithvatore @softpine @sadb0ysims and @cheesehair Update because I also want to tag @literalite I don’t know if i know you like that to tag you in anything but here i am doing it anyway

Reagan in the hallway, June 2018

Who did i think i was? Light from the window and hair strands done with a mouse horrendous never again I’m sorry ya’ll had to see this in retrospect (5/10) Not the worse but not the best

Jack’s funeral, also June of 2018 cause i was speedrunning when i first started. Maybe july idk

Not nearly as bad but that’s now how depth of field works and it was just super brown for some reason. Also before i decided on Marion’s hair length (2/10) not bad at all i’ll let her live

Kassidy dancing I’m pretty sure this is August 2018

After I started doing the cinematic bars so it’s pretty good. Now this isn’t bad at all HOWEVER THIS STYLE OF EDITING DOESN’T WORK IN ANYTHING OTHER THAN NATURAL LIGHT HOLY SHIT THE REST OF THIS SET WAS ORANGE (1/10)

The gang on the balcony i defenitly want to say it’s summer 2018 maybe late august because i remember editing this at the atrium at Lincoln center

By this point i knew better which is why it makes me so angry. I had just learned about adding that sweet sweet crunch that all the simblrs use it’s a photoshop extension i don’t remember the name i still have it but i don’t use it anymore (3/10) holy shit they are so crunchy and the lighting is weirdly flat but i liked the look for maybe a week

The night Maren ran away I think this is October 2018

I had just changed my editing style again and like many others i’ve done, looks good in the light but a bit shit in the dark. Not bad, but i do wish i knew how to edit better because none of the originals of this era exist anymore which means i have to retcon this weird gray pink editing everything there’s a flashback also no good cc yet (6/10)

This christmas post I know for a fact this was October of 2018 because that’s when i started getting traction because of the Dorian/Reid not really sex but technically sex scene that also happened to get nuked in the tumblr’s nipplegate that December

Yes bitch give us NOTHING. I was like “Oh sims lighting mods look good enough let me hit that up with some Gaussian blur and levels and we’re good) the fact that i tried to make a pose for this DOESN’T HELP (6/10)

No such thing as love flashback November 2018

This shit enrages me honestly because I stand by these ones looking nice AND THEN I NEVER BOTHERED TO EDIT THE REST OF MY STORY POSTS LIKE THAT I’M (2/10 not bad just bitter)

Reagan’s vision late december 2018

Fun fact about this i stole those trails from the Billie Eilish music video because the ones i drew turned out a bit shit (3/10)

I kinda got my footing then went AWOL what is this January 2019?

WHY IS IT CRUNCHY? WHY DID I DECIDE TO DRAW THE SNAPCHAT STUFF? I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU WE WERE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU (7/10 because it was going so well and i was like this could use some crunch and diy)

I forgot when this was but uh... Lilith and Caleb fight

There was a huge clip where the glass roof would come through so i was clone stamped it out and was like “ooh bitch she seamless” HA no she aint (5/10)

The party def the summer of 2019 because again at the atrium in lincoln center

I hated how this sequence looked especially after following Rowan’s acid trip this shit turned out gray i hate it here (10/10 no i’m not over reacting because the posts surrounding it looked so FUCKING PRETTY)

I don’t remember when this was but uh... right after west side story technically Summer? I think??

Eyes... that’s it that’s really it. I know how to draw them now but... i rebuke these(9/10)

And finally since i haven’t really changed my editing style in the last several months aside from the shadows so really the only things left are flares so uh...

HOHMYGOD THE BLOODIN THE CALEB FLASHBACK SCENE I EDITED THESE IN AUGUST AND DIDN’T POST THEM UNTIL OCTOBER 2019

THAT BLOOD LOOKS SO BAD HOLY SHIT I’M DOING EVERYTHING IN MY POWER NOT TO GO BACK AND FIX IT BUT UGH (10/10 ugly shit for an important scene)

#a bitch really thought she was doin something in some of these #nonsims #saviorhide #hall posts #also this is me procrastinating on going in game for the tribes post and the next story post #i have well over 600 story post sets so that's why this is so long i'm sorry #this also doesn't even include my other simblr attempts in fact this doesn't even include atmt #ya'll don't need to rate yours i just wanted to i've been watching too much tiktok

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swordmaid · 5 years ago

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As the new captain of HMS Hyle Hunt is a Bag of Dicks I feel the need to participate in the discourse. Hyle is a dick, and I think he has had his eye on the target (sweet plum of Tarth and it’s heiress) since the beginning, that is pre-bet. I think his plan was to win the bet and bag the heiress in one sweet move but R.Tarly who is even bigger dick ruined his plan.

And when Hyle joined in the road trip he also had double win in his dumb male brain. He wants the prize money from Sansa but his main target is still the plum of Tarth, which he has proved repeatedly on the road.

You are totally right that Hyle is a dude bro. Not evil like Ron C or R Tarly but he is still bag of dicks. He is manipulative, he has abandoned his child, he talks about children like they are animals and is overall bit rapey with Brienne. But he is kind to Pod (but is it but like bringing carrots to Brienne’s horse?) and I do like Hyle little bit, the trash man he is. I hope germ doesn’t off him, at least not before JamLan gets to have “who is dis dick sniffing around Brienne” shitfit.

Idk what the point of this ramble was, maybe I just wanted to talk about Hyle lol

//this is tall-wolf-of-Tarth btw

lmao YES i agree with this but i do think that he wanted to actually help brienne in regards to the sansa quest even though he was mansplaining about it.

he was in some ways offering his help when they went to talk to tarly but she shot him down hella quick. then tarly told him to follow her and take her back to maidenpool which he did, and by this point he could’ve went back to his post (keep in him he’s a hedge knight here and tarly is his employer) and do his job but he decided to call it quits, tags a long brienne instead. he’s the one who talked to septon meribald and he’s the one who told her news about bwob / the trident / the shit they’re gonna face later, etc. and when she asked him WHY he’s helping her, he gives two excuses: a.) bc he wanted to laugh at his cousin who failed doing the same quest b.) bc of the reward at the end. imooo he genuinely wanted to help her but brienne was wary of him (rightfully so!) so he just made up a bunch of excuses as to why. if he wasn’t sincere about helping her, he wouldn’t have gone through all this trouble nor would quit his position bc a hedge knight’s life IS uncertain and what he wants most--i think--is financial security ala winning tarth from brienne

but i think you gotta take in to account the kind of universe they live in. for HIM, he didn’t think the bet was anything wrong and he thought it was all fun and games bc their universe is misogynistic and gross and rape is allowed if they get away with it. so for HIM having a bastard child/trying to take a heiress’ maidenhead w his buddies/ talking to children like THAT,,, isn’t that their norm? hyle’s attitude towards them isn’t any different compared to the other characters in the series. and im not excusing the shit he did, but it does--more or less--give some explanations why he’s the way he is. hyle trying to woo brienne is like a lord trying to woo a lady but it’s done in the most awful, crass, and frankly embarrassing way possible. it’s not even wooing lmao he just straight up told her what she wants and he’s tryna be Cheeky about it but it comes across as gross. it’s expected for highborn women to marry and have their own children, and hyle is there to remind brienne of her position and her time is ticking.

i said this before but i am convinced hyle is gonna die in the bwob because the purpose of his character was to offer brienne that normalcy of living the life expected of her as a lady--and we know that’s something that’s actually important to her. there’s litrally a part where she ends up in the crossroads, considers her options bc her quest seems futile at this point and its also the place where hyle brought up the option of marrying him. in the end, she shoots it down and continues on with this quest instead, cementing her decision to continue with her quest because she’s been uncertain till this point and it also fulfills hyle’s character as well since he helped her reach that decision of where she wants to go--and its not towards him. i think that he’ll probably die hanging ala his sigil, and pb&j are gonna manage to escape because pod is still essential to brienne’s story since he’s the one who has a direct link to sansa. but that’s a bit off topic LOL

tl;dr, hyle IS a gross shitbag white man but also consider that he lives in a hella misogynistic world so his attitude isn’t any different to the men there. he’s a cunt and an asshole but he’s not evil incarnate. ramsay and ronnet and biter and the bloody mummers exist/existed and i can straight up tell you hyle isn’t like them at all.

anyway, the audacity of ya’ll getting me to write essays about this man tho

#tall-wolf-of-tarth #YA TLDR he's gross and i actually dont condone the stuff he did and if he dies then he dies #but he isn't ronnet or hans from frozen!! he's just a dudebro and THATS it that was the point of my previous rant and i guess this #one as well #asoiaf shit.#submission

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centhands · 5 years ago

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Truth or Dare - Noah Centineo Smut

AN: OK YA’LL, SO I haven’t written a fic or one shot in about, oh god I don’t know, SEVEN FUCKING YEARS?!?!?!?!? I was all about hazza back in the day but tbh there is some SERIOUS DIRE NEED for NOAH FUCKING CENTINEO SMUT on here and I cannot believe I wrote one?? Just spent the last 3 hours on it, instead of sleeping. It might be bad but idk it’s at least ONE MORE NOAH SMUT SHOT?? Idk :///// lemme know what you think!! It’s super long pls bear with me I TEND TO ALWAYS WRITE NOVELS OH GEE LOOK AT THIS LONG AF AN!!

TLDR: you’re about to play truth or dare (kind of?????) with Noah fucking Centineo. PLEASE SIT DOWN BC FILTHY SMUT IS ON THE WAY!!!! Hope you enjoy, let me know if you do!! (Pls message me I need friends and followers on tik tok, jk, only jking about tik tok, I really need friends

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You gazed at the clock once again, for the what was actually the thousandth time that night. 11:00PM on the dot. To make matters worse, it was a Friday. Not only could you not fall asleep for shit, but the daunting thought of being home alone on a Friday night, only made your insomnia worse.

You sighed as you rolled out of bed and walked lazily to your living room. As you plopped down on your couch, you decided to open up Instagram. While scrolling through your feed, you happened to notice you had a message notification. You clicked on it and instantly a smile lit up your face. A photo of your best friend, and roommate, Noah, with a sad, puppy dog face and a pair of nerdy 3D glasses. The simple message is what really did you in. “Wish you were here. Xo.”

You and Noah had been best friends for the last five years and have been living together for two. You’ve loved him since you met him. His gorgeous eyes, his toned body, his adorable, dorky smile, his hearty laugh. It all made you melt.

You were completely in love with him and he had no fucking clue.

It was absolutely frustrating, to be quite honest. At times, you get so fed up that you just want to pack up, leave, and go start over somewhere else, hoping you’ll forget all about Noah Centineo. Forget all the times he hugged you tightly and wiped your tears away as you cried. Forget all the movie and dinner dates you had gone on, one of the best parts being your spitball fights. Forget all those times he’d tell you he could never sleep, and he’d ask you to just lay with him until he dozed off, saying he just needed a quick cuddle before bed. Forget all of the little, most adorable, seemingly insignificant (but actually meant the whole world to you) moments you both had shared together. But you knew there was no way that could or would ever happen. You were absolutely smitten.

You noticed he had sent that message over two hours ago. His guy friends had declared it their “Boys Night Out” and decided to go see a thriller 3D film. He looked so cute in those glasses..

You felt your phone buzz and noticed Noah had just texted you.

“Hey, you up? Be home in five. Let’s hangoutttttttttttt! :) Movie sucked. Should have just stayed home with you and watched Clueless for the 18th time. That bad.” He wrote.

You scoffed and instantly replied, “How dare you insult Clueless. Not sure if I can hangout with assholes who insult classic chick flicks.”

“I’ll have you know I’m well versed in chick flick classics. If you can honestly call that a classic….. yikes.”

You laughed, as you typed your response. “You’re evicted. Goodnight.”

“The lease is in my name, love. Let me in little bo peep, I’m outside.”

“We don’t take our keys anymore, now?” You inquired, as he strutted through the door, popping his collar to perfect his extra sassy entrance.

“Nope,” he said, popping the P, “I have them. Just wanted to annoy you and get greeted by your lovely face.” He said, wearing his proud smirk.

“Well, that trip from the couch to the front door made me tired. I’m going to bed,” You jokingly said, turning around to play into it.

“Noooooooo,” he whined, running over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind you, “Be nice to me!”

You felt yourself getting weak in the knees, your head spinning and your stomach churning. You didn’t know how much longer you could possibly put off kissing this boy. Especially when he put on his cute act like this. He could be so sarcastic one minute and so fucking cute the next. How were you supposed to control yourself?

“Okay, okay,” you said laughing, collecting yourself after what felt like an hour but had only been a few seconds. “What should we do?”

“I think it’s been quite a while since a proper game of “Truth or Dare”, wouldn’t you say, (Y/L/N)?” He asked, winking at you. Oh, this fucking boy.

“Of all things to do on a Friday night at 11:15, you want to play Truth or Dare?” You asked, giving him only slight fake tude, crossing your arms over your chest while smiling at him.

He grinned. “As a matter of fact, I do. Sit down. I’ll start.” He finished, patting the spot next to him on the couch.

You rolled your eyes but listened anyway, getting comfy next to him while you waited for him to start.

“Y/N, truth or dare?” Noah asked, staring at you intently.

“Truth.”

“Do you still sleep with your nightlight?”

“Um, DUH! You know it gets way too dark in our apartment with these dark ass curtains you picked! I refuse to be tortured because you like to sleep in and not know the sun has risen!”

“That was obviously a touchy subject. My girl thinks the curtains are too dark. Noted.” He laughed as he spoke, obviously getting a kick out of you. He always did.

He would randomly throw in the, “My girl,” comment whenever you would get a bit snarky with him. He always pointed out how you two were already like a married couple. The playful banter would sometimes solicit him making those couply jokes, and as much as they made you melt, you would also realize it didn’t mean what it did to you, to him.

“Hello! Earth to, Y/N! It’s my turn!”

“Sorry. Uh, tr-Truth or dare, Noah?”

“Dare.”

“I dare you to go ding dong ditch someone on the 5th floor.” You said, looking down at the ground.

“Y/N, you’re so boring. And I’m way too cozy to be getting up for something so childish right now,” he smirked. “I might as well give myself a dare.”

“Well, why don’t you go on then, Mr. Too Cool For Lame Dares?” You chuckled, looking at him now.

He suddenly got a little more serious, which you knew meant business. He was always lighthearted and happy go lucky. Of course when situations called for it, he was an absolute rock. He gave the best advice, best pep talks and words of encouragement, and you always felt like you had someone on your side. Something must have been weighing on him.

He licked his lips before he spoke. He started slow, “Alright then,” he said, letting out a small nervous, and slightly unsure laugh. “I…. I Dare myself to kiss you, Y/N.”

“You.. what?” Had you heard him right?

“I dare.. I fucking dare myself to fucking kiss you. It’s all I’ve been wanting and needing. This has literally been on my mind for way too long now and it’s driving me crazy. You’re driving me crazy,” he rambled on, his eyes fixated on you for your reaction. “I can’t keep pretending like every time I see you, or every time we hug that I don’t just wanna hold your face and kiss the fuck outta you,” he finished.

You were stunned, mouth open. Speechless, really.

He cleared his throat, his voice sounding much raspier, and sexier, as he reinstated, “So, as long as you’re okay with it and maybe want that too, I dare myself to kiss you.”

“Noah.. I-Uh.. okay,” you silently answered, looking at him with big eyes. You didn’t know how to react, you were worried it was some kind of joke. It didn’t seem real. This handsome, amazing guy, wanting you just as much as you wanted him?

“Okay,” he breathed out a laugh; his breath had hitched as he answered.

He kept his eyes on you as you both slowly leaned in. You closed your eyes and the instant you did that you felt his lips on yours and honestly, you could have cried. Everything felt so right and everything was hazy. You felt yourself get more comfortable and more into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. His hands found your face, as he pulled away from you for a second, eliciting a quiet whimper from you.

“I cannot begin to express how long I’ve wanted this for. And I really cannot explain how beautiful I think you are. Everything about you, Y/N. You’re all I think about. All I thought about while watching that dumb movie was how small and delicate your hands are, how good your hair smells, how your smile literally lights up my day.” He then dropped the contact from your eyes to your neck as he dipped low and kissed your sweet spot. “How badly I want to be with you,” he continued on, sucking your neck a little bit this time. “How badly I need you.”

“Oh Noah,” you moaned, “I want you too. I want you to be mine. I want to be yours. I need you. I really fucking need you.” You were panting at this point, as he was still sucking your neck. You weren’t sure how but you realized at this point your fingers were wrapped between his curls and his breath was shaky against your skin.

“Fuck love. Are you sure you want this? I promise I do, I just want to be sure this is what you want too. I just want you happy, Y/N. I’ve been in love with you from the moment I met you, and I’ve been so nervous to fuck this up. I can’t lose you,” he said, looking back into your eyes, searching to make sure you were okay with what was about to happen.

His words had reassured you, and you finally felt a weight lifted off your shoulders. You gently kissed him, and felt him get into it, lips lightly caressing yours, tongue skimming your bottom lip. You pulled away to say, “I’ve never been so sure, Noah. I’m in love with you too. Always have been. Pretty sure I always will be. Kinda hoping that’s not too honest, but I’m just trying to keep it real,” you laughed a bit.

Noah laughed too, and replied, “You silly, silly girl. You think that honesty of yours isn’t one of the main reasons why I’m so head over heels for you? You’d have thought that in the five years you would have picked up a clue on one of my many obvious signs. Dork,” he teased.

Before you had a moment to retaliate, his hands wandered to your hips and he pulled you in for the most passionate kiss you’ve ever received. He kissed you so gently, yet so fervently, you felt your body turning to mush. He slightly tugged the tips of your hair and you moaned into mouth, allowing him access to slip his tongue in. His warm tongue glided over yours and softly caressed yours. He made you feel so fucking sexy by just kissing, you couldn’t imagine how he could make you feel kissing other parts of you or doing other things with other parts.

You’d only hoped you’d ever be able to find this out. It was your lucky fucking day.

You shifted your body to lay more into him and rested your hand in his lap, only to hear him let out a guttural moan. You’d been so into the heated kiss you hadn’t realized you were a bit further into his lap than you thought and you’d been grazing his dick.

This time, you smirked at him, and went right back in for the kiss, slightly palming him through his jeans, feeling him getting harder with each second that passed by.

“Fuck, Y/N, you make me fucking crazy. You make me feel so good,” he half whimpered, his voice, and his cock, straining.

“C’mere,” he muttered, easily picking you up and shifting you onto his lap. “That’s better,” he grinned cheekily, his hands now resting on your ass.

He put his hand behind your head and pulled you in for another hot kiss. He had one hand resting on your ass, and his other was used to tangle your hair around his fingers. He deepened the kiss by adding his tongue, and you felt your panties absolutely pooling. You needed friction and you were quite sure he definitely wouldn’t mind some.

You stood up, having to break the kiss and having Noah pout at you, to take off your pants. You went to get back on Noah, but he grabbed you gently to stop you. “Tsk, tsk,” he tutted at you. “I believe you’re still wearing too much clothing down there,” he said, pointing to your panties.

“Well, don’t you think the person who has a problem with them, should be the one removing them?” You quizzed, your voice sounding extra sultry and turning Noah on even more so if possible.

“That’s definitely,” he started, getting on his knees in front of you, his head right below your waist, “Not a problem.”

As he finished his sentence, you were a bit confused, but that only lasted a second. He made his way to the elastic band of your panties and locked his teeth into it, pulling them completely off, and pulling you back onto his lap, in one slow, seductive yet swift move.

“That’s better,” he sexily smirked, once again resting his hands on your, now bare, ass.

You decided to be the bold one, and begin to move on him, wrapping your arms around his neck. Slowly grinding down on his hardened cock over his jeans, the pressure feeling absolutely out of this world on your clit. You could tell Noah was into it too. Besides his hooded eyes resting directly on your face and his soft moans, his hands were pushing your ass back and forth on him and slightly down a bit, so it felt better for both of you.

You started slow, yes, but fuck, Noah was fucking packing and you couldn’t help but pick up the pace. You started grinding your hips faster, and that still wasn’t enough. Noah felt that you needed more so he pressed down a bit harder and pushed you a bit quicker back and forth over his cock. You couldn’t help but stare down at where your clit was rubbing his jeans and notice the big wet spot pooled on his pants. It felt so dirty, so raw, so fucking hot. Noah’s hands travelled to your tits, as he started to squeeze while you kept your fast rhythm, humping your bare pussy over his jeans.

“Fuck, Y/N.. I feel- I feel you through my jeans. You’re soaking. I need your shirt off. Now. Fuck,” he strained, his voice so raspy and needy.

He removed your shirt quickly, and proceeded to finally remove all of his clothes in one take. You took to your new found favorite place, yet again, on his lap and slowly lowered yourself onto him. You started grinding on his cock again, teasingly slow. The instant your dripping pussy touched his tip, he let out a moan from his belly, a long, dragged out, “Fuuuuuuuuuck.”

He flipped you over so you were beneath him on the couch. Both of you were silently thanking yourselves for deciding to purchase the couch from Ikea that turns into a flat sofa, big enough to be a bed.

He brought a finger to your mouth, in which you happily obliged and allowed him to put his finger tip in and you began to suck on it. He watched you from above, his mouth in a slight “o” shape, precum leaking from his dick from being so fucking goddamn turned on by you.

He removed his finger from your mouth and brought it between your legs and toyed with your slit, expertly gathering up your juices, and slowly bringing his fingers to your clit to rub circles.

“Noah, just like that. Right there. Feels so— yeah, feels so fucking good, Daddy,” you said, trying to wind him up. You had called him it as a joke previously one day during another playful fight, and he tensed up for a bit and shortly went to his room after. You now had a slight hunch as to why.

“Oh my god, Y/N. What are you doing to me?” He moaned, slipping a finger between your folds and then slowly entering your warm, wet, pussy. “You’re so fucking tight. God, I can’t wait to feel my girl wrapped around me. You’re gonna feel so good, love. I’m gonna make you feel so. Fucking. Good.” As he finished his sentence he gave you a couple of nice pumps with his fingers, as he added another one in somewhere along the way and it only heightened your pleasure.

You were a moaning mess and needed him. You weren’t beneath begging. In fact, it turned you on. You wanted Noah to have his absolute fucking way with you.

“Please, I need you Noah. I need you,” you whimpered, feeling his dick now pressed between your folds, slowly grinding up and down on your swollen clit.

“Mmmm, my girl is so polite right now, isn’t she?” He toyed, moving his head down to suck your nipple whilst staring at your eyes.

“Please, Noah. I need to feel your big dick inside me. I need you to fuck me so good that I can’t fucking walk after. I need you to be so deep inside me that all I know is you and your name. I need you to cum for me. Please,” you begged, whimpering as he was still sucking, and now moaning, on your tender nipples.

“You don’t have to fucking ask twice. Especially when you sound so sexy begging for me, love.” He stated, bringing his lips closer to your ear, “I’m going to be the best fuck you’ve ever had. You won’t remember anyone before me, and there certainly will be no one after me, I’ll make fucking sure, love. Grab my shoulders, babe. Or pull my hair. Your call,” he whispered, sucking your ear lobe at the end of his cocky speech. It only made you that much more soaked. You were dripping on his thigh that had been pressed between your legs during the duration. He also noticed this, as he said, “Mmmm, I love feeling you on my thigh. You’re fucking drenched.”

“All for you,” you whispered, totally out of breath at this point. How the fuck did you end up here, naked, under your best friend who you’ve been in love with for all these years, whose also naked and has just professed his love for you, as well? Um, WHO FUCKING CARES, WE GOT HERE!

He slipped a condom on and positioned himself at your entrance. “Like I said, let your hands roam wherever they choose. I’m gonna take you on the ride of your fucking life, princess.”

He slowly entered you, neither of you being able to contain the moans that erupted in your bellies. “Shit,” Noah whimpers, as one of his hands grabs onto the end of the couch, the other around your waist, “You feel so amazing. So warm, so wet. So. Fucking. Tight.”

He was all the way inside you, balls fucking deep. He slowly slipped back out and all the way back in, his cock caressing your insides and making you feel as though you could already cum all over him. You had your head in his neck as he continued pumping himself in and out of you, and you started sucking on his neck.

“Yeah, fuck, that feels so good. You feel so good. Fuck. I can’t believe we waited this long. I love you so much, Y/N. My god, fuck. You’re so fucking tight for me.” Noah said, panting after every other word.

“Oh, I love you too. So much. Shit, yeah Noah! Oh my god, right fucking there, Daddy! You feel so fucking good. Your big cock all the way inside my pussy, you get so fucking deep. My god, go faster. Yeah. Please, please keep fucking going,” you moaned, your voice definitely raising an octave.

“Fuck,” Noah whimpered, pumping faster to keep up with your demands, as he locks eyes with you, his mouth completely open as he slams in and out of you while keeping his fast pace. The couch is shaking and it’s only elevating the sex appeal of the entire situation.

Noah can tell you’re getting close, and he’s feeling like he could bust at any second, so he brings his fingers down to rub fast, hard circles on your clit, while he pumps quickly in and out of you.

“Fuck, Noah, yes. Oh my god, yessssssss! Keep fucking going, just like that,” you yell, turning Noah on more and more with each second that passes. He feels as though he can combust just fucking watching you. You’re absolutely perfect.

“Yeah, you like when I’m fucking you so hard and playing with that pretty pussy of yours? You like when I take care of you huh, my girl? I want you to let me know how fucking good you feel. Let everyone in the building know who’s making you feel this good, love. Cum on my cock, Y/N,” he panted and moaned, sounding just as close to his release as you were.

“Yeah Noah, you make my pussy feel so fucking good. Right there, you’re hitting my spot fuck. I’m gonna cum all over you, fuck. Oh fuck, yeah please, oh my god I’m cumming, Noah!” You yelled, definitely loud enough for all of the neighbors on the 7th floor to know exactly what you’re doing and whose doing it to you. You released all over him, your ears ringing and legs shaking. Your body felt ignited in a way you’ve never experienced before. You wanted him to cum so bad. You needed to see him cum. Ultimately, you needed to be the reason he had to cum. “Fuck, Noah, please cum for me. I need to watch you fall apart on top of me. I need you to show me how good I make you feel. Let me know how much you love my pussy,” you panted, pushing him to his release and his thrusts getting sloppier.

“Fuck, you’re so filthy. My feisty, dirty girl. Who knew you had such a filthy mouth? You’re gonna make me cum, Y/N. Oh fuck, yeah love, fuck I love you. Oh, yeah, shit,” Noah moaned, voice literally raspier than ever as he slammed his hand down on the end of the couch, gripping it for dear life. You felt his cock twitch inside you and his face scrunched up while he moaned inaudible words and chanted your name and he released into the condom, still inside of you, locking eyes with you just as he had cum but he had to close his eyes from the pleasure being so intense.

His body collapsed onto yours, and you wrapped your arms around him, as you both came down from your highs. He was silently tracing shapes on your arm while his head was resting in the crook of you neck, planting small kisses to the spots he had sucked on earlier.

As you both finally caught your breaths, he lifted his head and caught your eyes. He raised his hand to brush away a piece of hair that clung to your sweaty face, as he sweetly and softly laughed.

“I can’t believe I went to that dumb fucking movie and came home to tell you how in love with you I am,” he said, smiling down at you.

“All thanks to a solid game of truth and dare that hardly took off,” you chuckled, staring right back into his gorgeous, sweet eyes.

“Shit,” he said, realizing you hardly got through the game. He smirked, “Y/N, truth or dare?” He asked, as he grabbed your hand.

“I’m too tired for another one of your kind of dares.. Truth,” you said, snorting as you laughed.

He kissed you gently before placing his lips at your ear and whispered, “Will you be my girlfriend?”

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fangirltrash18 · 5 years ago

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Dreams for the Wicked and the Pure: Chapter 1

A/N- So this is something a little different. This is my first muti-chapter fic based around AHS Apocalypse’s Michael Langdon. I am currently obsessed with this show at the moment so I am really excited to put this out. I altered the storyline from the show a bit, just a heads up. Tell me what ya’ll think and if this is something I should continue. Anyway, I hope ya’ll enjoy! <3

Summary- Y/N, a witch starts having dreams. Weird dreams. A mysterious man appears to her and helps show her who she really is and uncovers lies about her life that she never knew were there. Little does she know she’s meddling with something wicked.

Warning- none... yet

Chapter 2

Darkness. Overwhelming darkness. You struggled to see, to hear, to smell. You stumbled over bodies that lay beneath the rubble that littered the ground below you. Smog, so thick it concealed everything from sight, rested heavy in the sour air. You knew you were in a dream but everything felt so real.

“Hello?” You called out, your voice rough and cracked. “Cordelia? Violet?” You stepped cautiously in a random direction feeling the hair on the back of your neck raise. You weren’t alone. You could sense a dangerous energy nearby but it comforted you as well, knowing you weren’t completely alone in this strange place. “Hello? Who’s out there?” You glanced around, trying desperately to find the person you were sensing.

Silence. Only the echoes of your desperate cries filled the night. You stood still, your heavy breaths slicing through the deadly silence. You knew you weren’t alone, you just didn’t know who was there.

Distantly you heard foot steps, slow and heavy, crunching over the rubble a few yards away. You turned to see a tall silhouette of a man approach you. You watched as he got closer and closer, slowly becoming more visible. He wore a black suit and his hair was blond and curl, framing his face in neat waves. When you could finally see his face, you noticed his confused expression. He stopped a few feet away from you, scanning you up and down.

“Who are you?” He asked. Unlike you, his voice was smooth and light as air. You cocked an eyebrow in question and peered at the man about 10 feet away from you.

“I think the question is, who are you? After all, this is my dream, no, nightmare we’re in.” Your voice was laced with sass, making the man chuckle darkly.

“I’m afraid you’re mistaken, you are the one impeding on my dream.” He said and stepped closer. Now you were even more confused and albeit, afraid.

“What do you mean, your dream?” You asked and took a step away from him.

“I mean, you don’t belong here, little girl.” The nickname was said condescendingly. He laced his fingers together behind his back and continued slowly making an advance towards you. “So who are you?” You studied his face which was void of any obvious emotion other than confusion and maybe a hint of annoyance, you honestly couldn’t tell.

“My name is Y/N.” You sighed, deciding that you might as well try to be civil with the arrogant man.

“Y/N.” He repeated, drawing the word out, almost as if he was dissecting it within his mind. “Beautiful name.”

“Thanks.” You said a bit sarcastically. “And you are?”

“Michael Langdon.” He stepped closer and held his right arm out to you. You hesitantly placed your much smaller hand in his large one, surprised when he brought it up to his lips and placed a lingering kiss on the back of it.

“Pleasure.” You said as he released your hand. His electric, light blue eyes met yours, sending shivers down your spine and to your core.

‘Jesus Y/N, get a hold of yourself!’ You scolded yourself internally. Michael chuckled and began walking past you.

“So Y/N, why do you think you’re here?” He questioned. You decided to follow him, not really seeing any other option at the moment.

“Um, probably because in my current unconscious state, my brain has made up a weird scenario using thousands of my deepest memories and subconscious thoughts.” You said, sass dripping from your tongue. Michael peered over his shoulder at you and let out a breathy laugh.

“You’re funny.” He snickered and looked back in front of him. “But on a serious note, why do you think your brain has conjured up this specific scenario out of all the other ones it could have come up with?” You pondered his question, stepping cautiously over a dead body covered in rubble and debris.

“I don’t know.” You whispered, mostly to yourself.

“Well, lucky for you, I think I have the answer as to why you’re here.” Michael stopped abruptly and turned around to face you. You noticed that your surroundings had changed. You were no longer on the street of Miss Robichaux's Academy, instead you found yourself standing in a field covered in a thick layer of smog. You could faintly see a large, circular structure behind Michael.

“Where are we?” You asked, feeling unsure about the situation. Michael smiled and motioned for you to continue to follow him.

“I’ll explain everything once we’re inside.”

“Inside?” You mumbled, confused where ‘inside’ was. Michael led you into an opening on the circular structure and around a spiral until you were met with a large black door. With a wave of his hand, the door slid open, revealing a white room. You were taken aback at the fact that he just used magic to open the door but then again, you were in a dream, you reminded yourself. He walked inside and glanced back at you. You felt hesitant, not sure it was very safe to go in.

“Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you.” He said as if he could read your mind. His voice was soft and gentle, giving you a sense of comfort almost. You took a deep breath and followed him in. As soon as you had fully entered, the door slid back shut with a loud bang. You jumped, startled by the noise. Michael let out a low laugh, amused by your jumpiness. You glared at him and rolled your eyes. “Scared?” You scoffed and stepped further into the room.

“Not in the slightest.” The lie rolled off your tongue as easily as your heart beat. Michael smirked and stepped closer to you, towering above you.

“How do you know you shouldn’t be?” His words caused your heart to pump faster and you mouth to run dry.

“B-because, you’re not real. You’re just in my imagination. It’s all just a dream.” You mumbled as you stumbled back and into the wall.

“If that’s what you want to tell yourself, Y/N, then sleep well.”

You jolted awake, heart pounding at a ridiculous fast pace and sweat glistening your skin. Your breath came in pants as you tried to calm yourself down. The events of the nightmare replaying through your mind only made you more anxious. You had so many questions and so few answers. You had never had a dream remotely like that. Unlike your usual blurry, nonsense dreams, this one was so vivid, so real. Almost as if you really were in the dream, almost like real life.

You could still smell the pungent air and taste the sourness of it on your tongue. You could still feel the crunch of debris at the bottom of your feet and the hand of the man so called Michael. You looked at your palm and almost screamed at the startling sight. There, embedded on your palm was a pentagram with the words ‘All hail Satan’ written beneath it. You bit your lip, desperately trying to hold back the scream begging to come out.

“What the fuck!” You whimpered feeling tears sliding down your flushed cheeks. Confusion, fear, disbelief, and several other emotions ran wild in your mind as you continued to stare at the unholy mark on your palm.

One thing was clear, your dream, rather, nightmare, was trying to tell you something. What? You had no idea. All you knew was that you had that dream for a reason and you weren’t sure you wanted to find out why.

So what did you all think? Should I continue this or scrap it? I have an idea of where I want to take it but idk if anyone would want to read it. Anyway, thanks for reading! <3

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