#if you guys have any tips don’t be afraid to share…

[redsea8me]

If I told you guys I’ve never 3D modelled before would you believe me

[kingkatsuki]

I wanna pick your sexy brain… how would each wbk boy kiss you (wbk kiss analysis)? 🎤

I did more of a types of kisses thing instead of kiss analysis but I hope that’s okay!🥺

Characters: Sakura, Togame, Kiryu, Tsugeura, Umemiya, Choji, Tsubaki, Suo, Sako, Hiragi, Kaji, Sugishita, Suzuri, Kusumi, Endo, Takiishi, Seiryu and Uryu.

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The feelings Sakura has for you are suffocating, as is the mere thought of kissing you. He’s never been scared of anything more than he is when he’s alone with you, crimson down to the tips of his toes as he wonders whether you’ll realise what a terrible mistake it was to even agree to go out with him… and just as he turns to tell you how he feels his lips press against yours in a messy accidental kiss.

Togame likes to indulge in those languid kisses. The ones that are more like your lips lazily moving against each other than an actual kiss, his tongue salves against yours as he lets his hands explore your body. There’s never a sense of urgency when Togame has you like this, nor is there any expectations.

Kiryu’s kiss is unexpected, just like the way your eyes meet across the room when he sees you make a beeline for him. The burly man that looked as though he was harassing you following close behind as you close in on him. Barely able to raise a pierced brow before you’re wrapping your arms around his shoulders and pressing your glossy lips to his in a fake kiss. It’s not invasive, in fact, it’s more of a lingering peck as you hold him against you— hopeful the guy bothering you will take the hint and leave. But it’s the way you look when you pull back with a small “thanks” that makes Kiryu want to give you a real kiss.

Tsugeura gives you a motivational kiss. The kind that he feels he’s deserving of whenever he has a good workout, or a successful fight. Almost like a reward as he wraps his arms around you and your lips meet, full of excitement and eagerness as his tongue swipes against your bottom lip. More often than not you’re the first thing he thinks of whenever he feels like a winner, because you’re the real reward and he wants to collect his prize.

Umemiya kisses you like it’s the last kiss you’ll ever have. Trying to pour every ounce of love and devotion that he holds into the kiss so you can feel how he feels. Hoping it translates with the way he strokes his fingers against your hips and his tongue brushes against yours, exploring every inch of you as though he’s afraid that this will be the final time and he’ll wake up from whatever dream this is.

Choji gives surprise kisses. Ones that you don’t expect to receive, and that come out of nowhere. Whether it’s a playful kiss to your lips, or a sloppy wet smooch to your cheek— it’s never quite the same and yet somehow it leaves you trying to ruin the surprise because you want more.

Tsubaki loves to tease you with indirect kisses. The type where you’ll both happily share a bottle of water or a glass of something stronger— his signature red lipstick smeared against the rim as he offers it out to you. Placing your lips in the exact same place as you share, some of the lipstick now smeared against your lips as you imagine how much messier it would be if he were to kiss you directly.

Suo seals everything with a kiss. Whether it’s a soft good morning, or a lingering farewell— he always makes sure to finalise it with the press of his lips to yours. Those kinds of kisses that leave you lightheaded as you sway from foot to foot, terrified your legs will fail you and leave you tumbling to the floor. And what makes it worse is the innocent smile he gives you after, as though he hasn’t just tried to consume you whole.

Sako gives you those sickly sweet kisses. The ones that leave you with icing around your lips and the sugary taste of sweets on your tongue as he leans down to pull your chair closer to his, feeding you more of the pretty, instagramable cake he’s ordered just so he can taste more of it on your tongue as he invades your mouth.

Hiragi constantly gives you those I thought I lost you kisses. The ones where he holds your cheeks in his palm as he bends his knees to meet your eyeline. His forehead pressed against yours as he breathes a sigh of relief to see that you’re okay, before he kisses you with that urgency and desperation that could only come from a man that almost lost everything.

Kaji gives you shut up kisses. He says he could listen to you talk all day— the saccharine sound of your voice better than any song he could ever listen to, but sometimes you really did talk too much. Asking him weird questions, or wondering whether he’d still love you if you were a worm. It’s nonsense, he thinks as he rolls his eyes and tries to ignore the way you yap away beside him. Pulling his sucker out from his mouth as he turns to press his lips to yours in a deep, lingering kiss. Effectively silencing you as your focus shifts towards deepening it, your tongue matching his movements as he tilts his head to the side to explore every crevice of you. Pulling away with a satisfied smirk as he renders you speechless, before popping the sucker back into his mouth.

Sugishita falls for the challenging kiss. The one where you tilt your head so sweetly and raise your brows in a mock taunt, cocking your hip to the side before smoothing your lips together as you ask “Aren’t you going to kiss me?” And you know Sugishita doesn’t like to lose— never one to back down from a challenge as he takes a tentative step closer to connect your lips in a messy clash of tongues and teeth.

Suzuri gives you a kiss on the inside of your hand as your palms hold his cheeks so tenderly. Unused to anyone treating a man like him with such care and concern— far more used to striking fear into the hearts of anyone he comes into contact with, and yet you look at him with such love and adoration.

Kusumi gives you emoji kisses all the time. Unable to go an hour without at least sending one across to you with absolutely no context. He often says the emojis are a promise of how many kisses he’ll give to you when he sees you, and he won’t be satisfied until you’re drowning in his kisses.

Endo and Takiishi give you a three-way kiss. One where you’re sat between them as they connect your lips together in a messy kiss that’s full of teeth, tongues and spit. Unsure who’s trying to devour who as you feel hands all over your body, groping and squeezing as you try desperately to keep up with both men— trying to match their movements as your tongue strokes against their lips, swallowing your moans as your gloss smears as far as your cheeks.

Uruyu and Seiryu give competitive kisses. Both men want to be better than the other, call it old fashioned sibling rivalry that you’ve managed to come between as they sit you between them. Barely able to recover from one set of lips as he pulls you into a sultry kiss before you’re being torn apart and pulled into another. It’s too much and not enough at the same time as they keep you on your toes— stealing the breath from your lungs as they vie to be the first to make you fold.

[loverforwbb]

Scary movie

Pairing: Caitlin Clark x scared reader

Warnings: Mentions of crying, slight mention of murder, fluff, relationship exposing

Summary: While in Louisville for a pervious game, the Iowa wbb team decides to watch a scary movie for the upcoming holiday. You are deathly afraid of scary movies which the team doesn’t know, the only person that does, your secret girlfriend and supposed best friend, Caitlin Clark.

AN: This came to me in a really good dream so I wanted to share it with you all :) This also my first time writhing anything like this so please tell me any tips you have! Happy reading!

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As the team enters the house in Louisville, rented by coach blunder for Halloween weekend, discussion of room pairing immediately became a raging topic, you and your “best friend” Caitlin were automatically paired together as you guys are never seen apart.

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You and Caitlin became really close during freshman year summer training. You two started hanging out everyday without fail, but soon realized you both felt something deeper than friendship for each other ultimately leading up to you both confessing your feelings to each other during your sophomore year.

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As you two enter your shared room Kate yells out to the group that they are about to put on a scary movie for you all to watch. Caitlin is quick to ask what you want to do instead as she knows you’re terrified of them.

“I’ll watch it” you said surprising Caitlin as you have never wanted to watch one before.

“Are you sure baby, won’t you be scared?”

“I’ll be okay, I don’t want to be left out”

Caitlin gave you a sympathetic look

“All you’ll be missing out on is being scared. Are you really sure you want to watch it?”

“Yes” you said hesitantly “I want to get over this stupid fear”

“Okay baby but if you get scarred just let me know” you nod and Caitlin heads towards the living room to get a good spot. You hang back a sec to calm down your nerves.

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You don’t know why but ever since you were little you have always been afraid of anything that had to do with horror, including scary movies. They all brought you this feeling of uneasiness, making you feel as though someone is watching you through you windows.

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Before leaving the room you made sure everything was in place for protection in case the move was super scary and you feel like someone is going to beak through your window and attack you.

After doing so you finally head out of the room.

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You came into the dark living room sitting next to Caitlin, your knee touching her leg as she wrapped her arm around you.

“Okay we can finally start the movie” said Jada while turning on the led lights to set the mood.

The movie started off okay, no jump scares or murders so far, but towards the middle you started getting scared as the killer had finally showed up. Felling you tense up, Caitlin moved her hand on top of your leg for you to hold, which did not go unnoticed by the others as they were taking mental notes of your interactions. You started fidgeting with Caitlin’s rings as the killer got closer and closer to the victim, you soon felt tears begin to brim your eyes but tried to push them back down. Caitlin started to notice something was wrong but couldn’t pinpoint it as she was unable to see your face, though a few second later the tears that you tried so hard to keep in started to slip out. Soon enough you couldn’t control your quiet sobs as the killer finally got the victim, no one could hear your cries but they were quickly noticed by your girlfriend. She swiftly motioned for you to get off the couch, holding your shoulders and leading you to the bathroom while tears continued to fall down your cheeks. Once in the room Caitlin placed you on the bathroom counter to wipe off your tear covered face.

“We don’t have to continue watching baby I know it’s scary, we could head to bed if you want.”

“No, I want to stay for the end” you said while Caitlin pushed your hair from out of your face then caressed your cheek.

“But baby you know I hate seeing you cry it makes me want to cry with you” your girlfriend said with a pout

“I’m okay caity I promise, I won’t start crying again”

“Do you want to tell me what’s making you cry sweet girl?” You looked down for a moment trying to reconcile why you were crying but your mind was blank

“I don’t know why, it’s just…scary”

“I know baby but it’s not real, there’s nothing that could harm you” she says while bringing you into a hug and kissing your temple.

“Okay, but once we go back out there you’re sitting on my lap, I want to be able to squeeze you when you get scared”

“But what about the others? They are going to start to suspect something’s going on” you said while Caitlin giggled

“I’m sure they already know by the way I pulled you into the bathroom honey. And if they don’t they are blind” you chuckled and agreed to Caitlin’s previous proposition hopping off of the counter to check your puffy face in the mirror.

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While you and Caitlin are in the bathroom the girls in the living room begin to talk.

As soon as you guys closed the bathroom door Jada paused the movie looking around to room with a shocked expression, she had had speculations of you two being together and was waiting for a moment of confirmation that had just occurred in front of her eyes.

“No way” Jada says still shocked that just happened

Syd starts to laugh in disbelief while Kate questions the timeline of you and Caitlin’s relationship

“How long has that been going on?!”

The whole room is in commotion about you guys until Jada hears the door nob to the bathroom start to rustle and turns back on the movie to act like they have been watching it the whole time you guys were gone.

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As you two re-enter the room Caitlin leads you back to the couch your hand in hers. Once you reach it she sits down and opens her legs to make space your you to sit. Gabbie and Jada exchange quick glances to each other at this change of position, their minds starting to race again with thoughts of you two being in a relationship.

As the movie goes on you start to notice that you feel 2x less scared now then you did before you were in Caitlin’s embrace, the comfort of her warm fingertips rubbing up and down your arm and you fidgeting with her cold silver rings were helping you fight your fear. You melted into her, reminiscing on how when your around Caitlin you immediately feel better.

Before you knew it the movie was over ending with there being a group of survivors who came together and killed the killer, this ending put you slightly on ease as your brain still raced with the thoughts of the movies earlier scenes.

Everybody started to get up to go to bed as it was almost midnight. Before getting up Caitlin started to whisper in your ear

“You ready to go the bed? We can watch my little pony to make you feel better, I know that helps sometimes when your scared.”

You nodded your head both of you heading to your room for the night.

You both slipped on your pajamas and tangled up under the covers, watching the children’s show off of Caitlin’s computer. You quickly dosed off feeling safe in Caitlin’s arms as she whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

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AN: whooh! kind of had trouble staring this off, I really do hope you guys enjoyed this, it was super fun to write!

Please let me know if there are any mistakes that need to be fixed!

(I’m sorry I couldn’t make this longer I really wanted too but I didn’t know what else to add)

[missmarveledsblog]

A KIND OF SEX EDUCATION ( PART THREE) ( PLATONIC Cas , winchesters x reader)

SUMMARY : Cas finds onlyfans , all it not what it seems though

warning : its just pure crack and fun

Turns out even as traumatising as the last time of cas curiosities didn’t actually have too bad of out come and as much as she had hated to admit dean was right about them dating . although never in the bunker was it peaceful for too long . turns out bobby was her dad and she learned new thing about her parents no child should ever learn …ever. 

Something else was different too every night at 8 pm cas would disappear off into his room even when on hunt he would head off some where always at 8pm , of course they were curious  but after last few ordeal with the angel well the curiosity was just not enough to investigate . well until ..

“ i am in love and i think it time i brought her here” he said  completely out of the blue . 

“ you have a girlfriend good job buddy … don’t show her your internet history though” dean snorted only for y/n to slap him in back of the head. 

“ she’s real right?” sam asked needing clarifications after poor guy fell for an A.i bot . 

“ she’s very real we talk every night at 8pm . 

“ that’s great cas maybe we can go for a double date sometime “ y/n beamed more for the fact it probably the most normal interaction she had with the angel in what felt forever . 

“ i shall ask her although she said friends cost extra” he said heading off to his room as they all shared a look. 

“ who the hell is spending 500 dollars a night on …” bobby called. 

“ you go in i’m not going in , i’m always the one here for this shit” she argued as three stood out his door. 

“ oh for fuck sake  i’m moving out” she whined. 

......

“ you’re nicer though he listens to you and better than him he’ll break his heart” sam reasoned . 

“ why aren’t you in the equations” she scoffed. 

“ i don’t want to deal with it to be honest” sam huffed. 

“ how about we all go talk to him i mean plus lets see what she like she could be nice gal for all we know” dean grinned. 

“ do you like having a girlfriend” she glared . 

“ point taken you should take this one” he smiled pushing her into the room. 

“ another tip from my angel any requests” the voice called as y/n was ready to burst into tears thinking maybe wifi in the bunker was over rated.

“ hey cas i need to erm talk to you it’s urgent” . 

“ why are you're eyes covered if its urgent” she could already picture his tilted head and confused face but she was afraid just incase his little saint was out awaiting . “ i got to go my love i will come back tomorrow” he called as silence filled the room god this was going to like shooting bambi’s mother. 

“ he’s dressed sweetheart” was all dean voice said echoing down the  hall. 

“ oh thank fuck , hey buddy can we talk” she asked softly and wishing she was well anywhere else. 

“ of course it is urgent” he nodded. 

“ jesus how do i go about this?” she sighed rubbing her temples. 

“ are you pregnant? I noticed the little weight but i didn’t want to mention it” he looked down at her stomach. 

“ getting less hard , no i’m not pregnant may need to go on a diet though… nevermind cas whats your loves name?” she shook her head staying on point albeit less confident then before .

“Angel lady six nine” he beamed proudly . 

“ oh you poor sap it’s sixty nine  not the the point cas have you talk with her like in person or …” . 

“ on only fans gabriel sent me the link said it was a website for meeting exciting women and now i met my love and she makes me so happy … and it make my hands want to do the thing i see ” he smiled . 

“ well i’m glad, good chatting buddy” she backed out the room definitely not the one to be dealing with this . 

So now here sam was while dean was telling y/n she wasn’t fat.  He could do it rip the bandaid off but provide some sort of comfort maybe bring him somewhere to meet real woman that wouldn’t send them to the poor house. 

“ hey cas can we talk” he smiled awkwardly seeing the angel eyes locked on screen .

“ of course it seems as everyone wants to do that tonight” he place it down as sam caught a glimpse of the page he was on . 

“ your love isn’t well actually love” he cut to the point . 

“ why not she tells me all the time” his head tilted like a confused puppy. 

“ that’s cause you give her five hundred dollars a night i mean she call you king of the world for that sort of money” . 

“ she shows me her things like…” he began to explain. 

“ i don’t need to know that .. but she not really in love with you buddy just the money you give her?” sam asked watching his reaction seeing the cogs turn in the mans head. 

“  i don’t get it” he finally said. 

“ ok… goodnight” sam huffed walking out as dean stormed  . 

“ hello dean” cas smiled. 

“ ok buddy you're dating a prostitute electronically needs to stop or we can’t buy pie so stop wasting the money online great talk buddy” he shut the door as the other two watched him walk off in victory . 

“ nothing wrong with earning money like that woman power ,  just not ours cas” y/n winced at her boyfriends way with words following after. 

They sat worried as cas never showed up for breakfast  , y/n even checked to see his room empty to which sam said to give him space. 

“ jesus your right that was like shooting bambi” sam called heading in the same direction. 

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“ but what if we made him run away” she pouted. 

“ he’s literally older than all of us and an angel” dean shrugged. 

“ but he’s a baby in a trench coat you say it all time” she pointed out . 

“ the kitchen is through here , would you like a drink” the voice called out. 

“ oh water is fine” a female voice replied as the two appeared making them not only drop their jaws but whatever was in their face as the woman followed behind. 

“ is that…” she whispered. 

“ the hook..OWW” Dean yelled as y/n kicked him . 

“This my love  angel , angel these are my friends who think your a hooker”  cas said as sam choked on his drink.

“We don’t think your a hooker” y/n smiled weakly . 

“ actually we do  onlyfans means one thing … not that i would know i’ve never seen it before” dean corrected himself as his girlfriend glared. 

“ you know people do other things on onlyfans not only sexwork right “ angel crossed her arms. 

“ come on angel sixty nine” dean scoffed. 

“ six point nine my birthday is the 9th of june” she answered.

“ look we don’t slut shame but you make his hands wanna move” sam pointed out . 

“ to teach him to draw” she gasped .

 “ five hundred dollars to paint really cas” bobby walked in. 

“ he doesn’t pay me a dollar” angel pointed out . 

“ where our money going then” y/n brow furrow. 

“ wait that’s real money i though it was pretend money” jack walked in with his tablet showing them the gambling site he was on . 

“Wait so she's not a hooker” dean asked confused. . 

“ sorry angel” the called in unison .

" we're getting rid of the wifi i can't be dealing with this shit" y/n called heading out the room .

@pizzagirlxnsfwx hope you enjoy part three :)

[restwellsoon]

NSFW Sex ABCs | Uramichi Omota

Minor, blank, and ageless blogs DNI! You will be blocked!

Uramichi Omota x GN!Reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Uramichi is clingy after sex, wanting to cuddle and kiss immediately after, despite your protests to clean up first. He even tells you that he doesn’t mind it when your skin sticks together from the sweat drying, despite him rubbing at his reddened skin after pulling apart.

He gets quite sentimental, and this side of him takes getting used to. Uramichi’s normally a neat guy, but he loves to admire how he’s made a mess out of you. The way your hair sticks to sweaty skin, swollen lips, that dazed expression on your face. He’s always afraid of this moment being the last, so you can help but oblige him when he quietly asks you to stay in his arms for a while.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Uramichi is surprisingly body neutral. Because of his former career in athletics, he’s more focused on his body’s ability to perform rather than its aesthetics. Needless to say, he’s incredibly proud of his strong core, the defining marker of a gymnast. He’s also pleased with the symmetry and size of his upper body in general–from his chest, his arms, back, and core–regardless of the comments others make about him being a gym rat. Having a strong upper body and core also allows him to fuck in positions that other men can’t, something he’s secretly smug about.

And in contrast, Uramichi loves all of your softest and squishiest bits, whatever they may be. It gives him a very cozy feeling, and he often loves nuzzling his face on that body part or grabbing it with his hands. You have a strong reason to suspect that he enjoys those parts because it subconsciously reminds him of using hand grips. 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

The moment you tell him that he’s allowed to cum inside you, he decides then and there that a drop won’t be wasted. He has zero desire to cum on your face or any other part of your body. Uramichi wants your pretty little holes filled with his cum. He’s quite the vanilla man, but it’s a (sexy) surprise to find out that he really loves the thought of plugging your cum-filled holes after fucking you for multiple rounds.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

The quickest way to get him hard is domesticity. He fantasizes about coming home to you and cumming in you, bathing together, sleeping together, and stealing kisses while prepping food. He likes to think of your voice when you wake up or the way you snap when he annoys you too much. The vulnerability and intimacy you’d share together is his go-to when he wants a very satisfying orgasm.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Luckily for Uramichi, his mind-body connection is strong. Yeah, he might go through insane years-long dry spells, but it doesn’t mean that he’s forgotten how to sexually please a partner at all. He doesn’t have much experience, but he does know how to get the job done. He’s also very studious and isn’t afraid to ask you for help and tips to make you cum.

He watches porn for research purposes.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Deep missionary. Uramichi not only loves how it feels, but he loves how it makes him feel so incredibly close to you too. He loves looking at the different expressions that you make while he makes you feel good, and knowing he’s the only one that makes you feel like that way.

Also for completely unsexy reasons, he likes that deep missionary gives him access to all your erogenous zones without straining his body or having to switch positions. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Even when he’s goofy, Uramichi seems serious. His playful side often unintentionally makes him seem like a dom. Really though, he’s trying to be funny. You don’t mind the intensity though.

If you go back and watch the highlight reels of his gymnast career, you’d see that his sex aura and competition aura are nearly identical.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Uramichi’s used to shaving everything because of his career as a gymnast. Even though his happy trail is usually shaved, he does like to keep his pubes trimmed neatly.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He doesn’t even realize how romantic he’s being in the moment. He just loves kissing your neck softly and calling out your name. He firmly believes in physically showing you how you make him feel, so he gives it his all to make you feel good.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He goes through cycles where he’s incredibly horny and jerkin’ it nonstop to dry spells where he hasn’t touched himself in months. His cock is pretty sensitive so he cums easily.

Because he has a vivid imagination (He’s not sure if he should thank his anxiety for that or not), he usually doesn’t need erotic audio or visual materials.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He didn’t even know that it was a thing, but Uramichi finds out later in life that he has a scent kink. The scent of your shampoo on his pillows or your perfume on his sheets drives him wild. And the way you smell down at your center? He salivates just thinking about it.

It takes him a while to open up about it, but he has a breeding kink and goes wild when you call him daddy. Yeah, maybe it has something to do with his fucked up childhood, but the thought of having a family with you, taking care of you, and (as fucked up as it may seem) having a lifelong connection with you, drives him absolutely wild. He’s embarrassed to admit this to you–and he doesn’t want to seem insane either–but after growing closer, you find it incredibly sweet. You don’t mind indulging this kink of his.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Maybe if he spent his 20s fucking instead of destroying his body and mental fortitude through gymnastics, he’d be more adventurous. But alas, he’s now in his 30s and there’s no place more exciting to him than his bed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It’s probably pathetic, but just showing interest in him fills him up with excitement. He wants to be seen as Uramichi, not the gymnast, not the taiso no oniisan, and definitely not by his surname. He really likes it when his crush (you, duh) calls him by his nickname.

Also scalp massages. 

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

For the love of god or whatever the fuck is out there, do not ask him to dress up for you. It gives him such a visceral reaction and reminds him of work that it kills his mood completely. 

You’d think that having a horrible father would make him have some needs for validation and praise, but surprisingly, Uramichi doesn’t have a praise kink at all. Because he’s been exceptional from a young age, he’s used to being praised but secretly badmouthed behind his back, so praise doesn’t do it for him when it comes to his performance. Instead, it’s more meaningful when you show him how good he’s making you feel (by cumming all over his cock).

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Of course Uramichi loves it whenever you go down on him. He loves hearing you gag and gasp around his cock, and he loves to relax by fucking your mouth gently, his fingers wrapped in your hair.

Uramichi never considered quitting smoking until he finally went down on you. His skills are sloppy but with good intention at first, and though he’s embarrassed by your prompting, he’s more than willing to follow through with your instructions. He loves going down on you and says that it helps with his oral fixation.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He loves starting off slow and sensual, trying to make each session last as long as possible. It’s a challenge though–because you feel so good–that he often ends up desperately fucking into you until he’s a mess.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Although Uramichi likes to go at his own pace, he doesn’t mind having a quickie every once in a while. Although he knows you’ll make him cum every time, he secretly stresses about you not being satisfied. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

As someone who’s known for a lack of preference, experimenting is no different. He says that he’ll always try something once as long as it’s with you. 

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has great stamina and recovery time. Unfortunately though, since he wasn’t having sex often before you two got together, he doesn’t last long the first few encounters. Rather than being annoyed though, you take it as a compliment for being that good. (Uramichi later tells you that this was one of the moments that made him love you.)

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

You’re surprised to learn that Uramichi owns a cocksleeve, and it’s a source of embarrassment when you come across it in his apartment one day. He fervently denies buying it himself and says that it was a gag gift from Kumatani and Usahara. (Let’s be real, it was mostly Usahara’s idea though Kumatani thought that a sex toy would definitely help Uramichi lighten up.) Gag gift or not, you save Uramichi some embarrassment by not commenting on how well-loved it looks.

He’s intimidated by your toys at first, but eventually warms up to their usefulness, asking you to show him how you use them. Every once in a while, he’ll use them on you while you fuck.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He hates being teased and lacks the patience for it. But this man is constantly teasing you without even realizing it. Like I said, he thinks he’s being funny with some of his sexual comments or jokes, but really he sounds like a full-fledged dom ready to force you into submission if he has to. He really likes that needy side of you because it makes him feel wanted.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Uramichi’s relatively quiet in other settings, so you’re surprised to hear his soft moans and grunting when you fuck. Those rare times where he has a clear mind while having sex, he loves to praise you and to be praised.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

With stamina and strong forearms like Uramichi’s, this man is a fingerfucking king. Once he finds those sweet spots that make you squirm, he’ll attack them relentlessly, curling his fingers and going at a pace that seems nearly impossible. He loves licking his fingers after you cum or making you taste yourself. When he’s feeling naughty, he likes to finger you after he’s cum inside, using it as lube.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s longer than average but quite thick. Again, he’s quite neutral about his body, so he doesn’t understand why others think he’s impressive. He gets off on your reaction to seeing his cock for the first time though, the way your mouth hangs slightly agape and your eyes widen.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I don’t think he has a high sex drive at first since he’s been alone for so long and stays away from random hook-ups. Being with you sends his sex drive through the roof, however, and even he’s surprised with his sexual appetite.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He has all this pent up tension and stress that he never knew that fucking could get rid of. After a good cuddle sesh, he falls asleep quickly and feels well-rested after.

Thanks to the @/the-coldest-goodbye for sharing this prompt.) 

Also it's inevitable that I give every fictional man that I love a daddy and breeding kink. Sorry not sorry.

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[nataliescatorccioapologist]

I visited the WGA library to read Yellowjackets scripts and wanted to share some of my findings! (Pt. 1)

So as some of you may know, scripts for the latter half of Yellowjackets Season 1 have already been released to the public (you can find 1x05-1x10 here: https://drive.google.com/drive/mobile/folders/1FctrMniXqWRFJOe-rX6dSgvmXEO2KyLE?usp=share_link) and the Pilot script is pretty easily accessible on the internet if you look it up.

However, I have never been able to find the scripts for the rest of S1. An old draft of 1x04 can be found on Script Slug but A LOT has been changed from this script to the final product (Van is dead, Nat actually killed her dad, Javi is called Cody?!). It’s an interesting read for sure but it seems the actual final script of “Bear Down,” along with “F Sharp” and “Dollhouse,” are not accessible on the internet. So I headed over to the WGA Library and checked out those three scripts to read! It was super interesting (highly recommend going if you’re in the LA area!). I was not able to get any pictures of the scripts due to the Library policy, but I took lots of notes and saved some of my favorite lines!

I’m going to start with 1x02 and make two separate posts of 1x03 and 1x04 because otherwise this post would be way too long!

1x02 “F Sharp”

•The episode starts with Misty’s POV of the crash, and there’s this line that I love:

“Across from her, Lottie reaches forward to desperately clutch Laura Lee’s hand in the aisle. Their shared terror making it all the more clear that, in this moment, Misty is all alone.”

This shows Misty’s longing for companionship and affection. Even in what she thinks might be her last moments, she is utterly alone. I think this moment is part of what tips her over the edge into obsession in her relationships with Coach Ben, Crystal, and Natalie.

•In the final product, we don’t really see what Nat’s POV of the plane crash is (other than her nightmare in 1x03 but I’m not sure if that actually happened or not?) but in the script she gets knocked unconscious and buried under a bunch of luggage and equipment and the other girls have to dig her out.

•Misty and Taissa are the ones to pry the exit door open for everyone to escape.

•Jackie doesn’t even try to save Van in the script, she just immediately runs over and tries to drag Shauna away from Van from the get-go.

“Jackie runs after Shauna and starts clawing at her, trying to get her to move toward the exit.”

•After Shauna and Jackie make it outside the wreckage, Jackie and Shauna “begin fighting angrily in the dirt, Jackie clearly still desperately afraid to remain so close to the fiery wreckage” as Shauna tries to go back in for Van.

•And I just thought this descriptor was a cute little addition; after Misty chops off Coach Ben’s leg, we get this line:

“And as we realize this little show called ‘Yellowjackets’ is sick, unexpected and awesome, we smash cut to—

MAIN TITLE”

•“Laura Lee trying in vain to hold and comfort a struggling, hyperventalating Javi.”

A nice little moment of Laura Lee comforting Javi as he’s trying to find his dad.

•”Jackie: For the record, I was trying to save you. I thought…

I was going to lose you. Jackie bites her lip, a little teary. Shauna glances at her and nods, I know—but we also get the sense that Van isn’t the only one judging Jackie right now.”

A little Jackie/Shauna moment. You can see how much Jackie loves Shauna, but Shauna is still conflicted over Jackie’s choice to leave Van behind.

•Some things Caligula says when Natalie breaks into Misty’s house:

“Hello, pretty lady!”

“Hells bells! My dogs are barking!”

Love this.

•The information Misty has in her secret file: articles and magazine covers about the crash, press clippings, a local wedding announcement for Shauna and Jeff, Taissa’s campaign flyer, and a brochure for Natalie’s rehab clinic.

•When Nat asks Misty why she has all of this information, Misty says:

“You guys are the most important people in my life.”

Just another reminder that Misty’s whole existence revolves around the Yellowjackets, even after 25 years.

•Nat is hyper focused on looking at Travis’s drivers license in the bar scene when Kevyn walks up to her. She totally ignores Kevyn, just focused on Travis’ picture. She is described as looking “pale” and “like she’s seen a ghost.” Just shows how hung up Nat is on Travis and how much that relationship fucked her up.

•Misty says “Holy macaroni” when she sees Coach Martinez’s body. Insane.

•Okay brace yourselves for this one guys, in the script Coach Martinez is STILL ALIVE when they find him impaled on the tree.

“The coach’s eyes pop open. He suddenly grabs Travis. Eyes wild with pain and fear, the coach tries to speak but only makes raspy sounds as blood bubbles at his lips.”

“Travis: Dad! Let go!”

Travis’s dad won’t let go and there’s a scene where Travis is trying to claw him off of him, then the tree branch cracks and Travis shakes his dad off of his arm, “knows it’s his dad or the both of them” and the tree branch falls.

Wow. As if the scene that ended up making it in the final product wasn’t traumatic enough, Travis has to actively let his dad fall to his death when he’s still alive and desperately clinging to him? Ouch. I’m glad they cut that scene honestly poor Travis.

•Shauna is holding Javi and comforting him during and after this scene.

“We see Shauna still comforting Javi, we can’t hear what she’s saying but her body language is very giving—a maternal streak she didn’t know she had.”

Love the nod to Shauna’s maternal nature here. She’s naturally very nurturing and caring, but after she loses her baby she becomes more cold and distant with her other child, Callie, in fear that she will lose her too. I just love seeing the before and after here, we get to see what Shauna was like before all of the trauma. Shauna wants to nurture Callie, it’s a natural part of her personality as this scene with Javi shows, but she can’t get too attached after what happened in the Wilderness.

•In the adult timeline, there’s another deleted scene in which Nat drives to Shauna’s house and spies on her from outside.

“She seems to be fighting an impulse to get out of her car, but her feelings are unclear. Does she look uneasy? Vindictive?”

Another hint the conflict between these two that we still haven’t seen yet? Maybe this is lingering resentment from Shauna challenging Nat’s leadership as the new Antler Queen?

•When Nat hands Travis her flask to drink from after the whole Coach Martinez incident, there’s this line:

“She wants to tell him there is nothing he could have done. How guilt like this is poison, and if he’s going to blame himself she will punch him in the face”

I think this is clearly a nod to Nat’s own guilt around her father’s death. She knows that Travis is likely tearing himself apart inside because she did the same thing after her father’s death. She blamed herself, as Travis is doing now. Also love the punching him in the face line, it’s very on-brand for Nat and honestly wish she had punched him in the face a few times when he deserved it.

*1x03 and 1x04 notes to come!*

[she-wolf09231982]

Foxhole Imagines

Sharing a foxhole with your favorite 101st Airborne Easy Company paratrooper while in Bastogne.

Featuring:

Joe Liebgott

Bill Guarnere

Joe Toye

Eugene Roe

Shifty Powers

Don Malarkey

George Luz

Floyd Talbert

Carwood Lipton

Bull Randleman

🪖♠️🦅~~~~~~~🦅♠️🪖

Bull Randleman

The man is built like a bear, it’s no problem keeping you warm.

When shells and debris are flying, he’s shielding you when he’s not watching the line.

“Stay down, darlin’!”

When you insist getting on the line to help, he protests.

“Damn, woman! Don’tchya listen!?”

When it’s over, he’s pulling you into him in that foxhole apologizing for yelling at you.

Carwood Lipton

Keeps it professional, even though he wants to let you huddle up onto him to get warm.

Your shoulder to shoulder sitting in the foxhole together.

You talk about the funny stuff Luz said, stories from home, his favorite baseball team, your favorite movie, and what Christmas is like where you’re both from.

When the Germans attack, you’re both on the line firing back.

When he rushes out of the hole to make sure everyone is taking cover, you lay cover fire for him so he doesn’t get hit.

If you dare leave that hole after him, you won’t hear the end of it.

He doesn’t want anything happening to you at his expense.

George Luz

Jokes, impressions, and laughing the entire time.

Always getting out to find snacks or bum cigarettes from the other guys.

Always willing to share with you when he gets back.

Quotes his favorite movies to you then goes into detail why those scenes are his favorites.

When chaos hits, your both firing back occasionally calling out to eachother over the noise.

“You ok??” “Ya!! You??” “Fucking good!” 👍

Floyd Talbert

When it’s slow and quiet, he 100% cannot keep his hands off you.

Uses “staying warm” as an excuse to pull you onto him.

If you let him, he’d have his way with you in that foxhole.

He’s an adrenaline junkie and getting some in his foxhole would be so fucking hot to him.

When Germans start acting up, he’s on the line, telling you to stay down.

After everything dies down, he’s still amped up.

Pulls multiple branches over the foxhole.

He gets back into the foxhole, “Pants. Off. NOW.”

Don Malarkey

He’s got stories for days.

Has rooted Irish pride, so he’s got Irish history and culture to educate you about.

Potatoes.

I feel he likes to hook arms with his ladies. He’ll have you hook his arm so you can lay your head on his shoulder.

When shit hits the fan, you got eachother’s backs.

He’ll look back at you when he can to make sure you’re doing ok.

If being Catholic taught him anything, it was to never take loved ones for granted.

He’s hugging you so hard after everything calms down.

Shifty Powers

He’s definitely talking about home.

Telling you how much of a better shot his dad is than him.

You try to convince him that he must be just as good since his dad taught him.

Tries to give you tips and tricks how to be a better rifleman/woman.

When an attack occurs, you’re on the line with him as he calls out to you to watch your sector of fire.

You’re not getting hurt on his watch.

Compliments you on how good you’re getting with the rifle.

“You’re going to get better than me some day!” 🥰

Joe Toye

He’s got an arm around you any chance he’s got in that foxhole.

Not very shy or afraid of anything, he’s sneaking kisses and caressing the sensitive parts of your hips and thighs.

“Nobody’ll see anything.” 😉

He’s not as pushy as Tab, so he settles for cuddles to stay warm.

He will not tolerate harm coming to his girl.

You’re ordered to stay put while he’s on the line firing at Germans when things flare up.

He’s back to holding you when everything is over.

“I gotchyu, doll.”

Bill Guarnere

Busting your chops most of the time.

Tells you about all the best places to eat back home.

Affectionately nudges you every now and then to show you he wants some attention.

Will not allow you to stand when conflict fires up.

If you don’t do what he says, he’s almost in tears from anger that something could’ve happen to his girl.

He’s not much for PDA, but he’ll kiss you when you promise to listen to him next time. (Because there’s always a next time)

Eugene Roe

He’s a gentleman sitting with you in the foxhole.

Shares his blanket with you.

He blushes hard when you suggest snuggling up to share body heat.

Hesitantly puts his arms around you to pull you into his chest.

You’ll hear his heartbeat thumping against his ribcage like a drum.

When he has to scamper out that hole to help the guys, you are providing cover fire so nobody hits your man.

When the rush is over, he returns to you afterwards, laying his head on your chest for comfort after the horrors he’s had to see.

Doesn’t hesitate to squeeze your torso to bring you as close together as possible.

Joe Liebgott

Loves sharing his foxhole with you…he gets to have you all to himself.

Will randomly ask for a kiss whenever you’re talking about something.

Of course talks about comic books he’s read and the ones he can’t wait to read.

Always wants you “on” him somehow.

Your head on his chest, on his lap, on his shoulder…leaves you zero personal space.

Has to be touching you somehow.

Shoulders leaning into eachother when you sit together, boots touching when your legs are straight out.

When the “Krauts” start up, you’re side by side firing back at them.

When everything is over with, he’s frantically looking you over making sure you’re ok.

“You sure you’re ok?? If something’s fucking wrong, you tell me, got it?”

When you insist you’re ok, he’s caressing and kissing your face all over.

“That’s my girl.”

🪖♠️🦅~~~~~~~🦅♠️🪖

@wordsaresimple-imnot not quite the ‘Foxhole Fantasies’ we were talking about but this was just practice. 😮‍💨😉

[steddieasitgoes]

Inspired by this Tweet

While exploring the city they moved to a few weeks ago, Steve and Eddie head out to a bar to celebrate. It’s Friday night, so all the other places are crowded/full, and they’re starving, having just finished unpacking. They’re so excited there’s no wait at the door that they don’t even realize they’ve stumbled into a bar with fully nude dancers until they’re sitting down. 

The club is full of men, mostly the sleazy older men variety who are ogling at the dancers working. It’s not Steve and Eddie’s scene in the slightest, but they’re hungry, and they’ve already made it this far, so what the hell? 

They keep to themselves, engrossed in their own conversations about the move and their relationship and how the kids are going to be so excited when they visit next week. A few of the dancers try to get their attention (mainly Steve’s because he’s definitely the prettiest guy in the place tonight), but he doesn’t give them much attention beyond a curt nod. 

Eddie jokes with him that this must be teenage Steve’s wet dream come true, but Steve just shrugs and continues nursing his beer. Eyes on Eddie the entire time. 

Eventually, their food comes, and it turns out the bar has the best burger Steve’s eaten since Benny’s closed down in Hawkins. And Eddie’s vegan burger is just as good. Plus, the drinks are strong, perfectly portioned, and cheap. 

They leave the club full and happy and decided to return next week. And they do return. They take up the same seats as last week, order the same drinks and the same food, and keep to themselves. 

It’s on their third visit that Steve and Eddie’s conversation over what color to paint their bedroom (Eddie wants red, Steve wants a nice light gray) that one of the dancers shimmies her way over to them. 

“I don’t usually talk to our customers unless they approach me, but I have to ask you both a question that’s driving us all insane,” she says, leaning against the bar by Eddie. 

Eddie and Steve share a nervous glance, afraid they’ve done something wrong or are being too loud in their conversation. When they turn to look at the girl, they keep their eyes trained on her face. Not straying any lower. 

“This is the third time you’ve come in here this month and you haven’t looked at any of the dancers once. What the hell are you doing here? You know it’s a strip club, right? You’re allowed to look.” 

This sends Eddie and Steve into a fit of laughter. 

“Sorry, but you girls don’t really do it for us, if you know what I mean,” Eddie says cheekily. 

“Oh,” the girl says, face flushed. She leans in closer and drops her voice. “There’s a place like this not far from here that you guys might enjoy better. If you know what I mean. You have to be careful going in, but it’s safe inside.” 

Steve and Eddie exchange another glance. This one is full of raised and wiggling eyebrows. Silently asking each other if they’d be into that which they learn they are not. At least, not right now. 

“Thanks for the tip,” Eddie says. 

“But we’re just here for the food. Best burgers in the city,” Steve says, then turns back to his burger to prove his point. 

The girl is a little stunned at first but ends up nodding her head. Says she’ll pass the message along to the chef and gets back to the stage for her routine. 

Steve and Eddie become regulars after that. The staff and performers know them by name and their burgers are always waiting for them on Friday nights.

 When the kids visit and demand to be taken to this great burger place they keep hearing about, they have to think fast. Steve ends up talking the chef into preparing an order for take-out while Eddie comes up with this intricate story about why they can’t physically take the kids. They’re bummed at first, but they get over it when they realize how amazing the burgers actually are.

Robin is the only one who knows that the great burger joint is actually a fully nude bar. Steve and Eddie take her there the first time she visits them, and after a bit of pushing, she hits it off with one of the dancers. They’ve been dating ever since. 

The club becomes their regular dinner spot. 

Sometimes they get pulled aside by a dancer or waitress to vent about their relationship problems. Other times they’ll buy a private session with a dancer just to keep her from having to dance for some sleazy man in a business suit. 

But mostly, they just sit at the bar, eat their burgers, and plan what they’re going to do during the weekend. 

[in1-nutshell]

Can you do a BW Predacon who got the beast form of an elephant, who is an absolute unit of size and strength and intelligence, and just a nuke bomb of an enemy, but then happened to be scared out of their skin by Rattrap (based on the cartoon joke that elephants are scared of mice). Like an “Ew ew ew go away GO AWAY!*runs for their life*” type of scare.

This. Is. Brilliant!

I now have a mental image of Bot Buddy on top of a table on their tip toes staring at Rattrap.

Hope you enjoy!

Bot Buddy the Predacon with an Elephant alt mode who is deathly afraid of Rats

SFW, Platonic, Cybertronain reader

BW

Buddy had built up a reputation of making themselves one of the Predacons best weapons experts.

They were the best in the business.

If the Predacons needed something to be blown up, they called Buddy.

Terrorsaur looking from the rock ledge.

“We’re going to need to get this stinking rock out of the way.”--Terrorsaur

“Wazzpinator thinkz we call Buddy.”--Waspinator

“Don’t be ridiculous! I can get it myself!--Terrorsaur

10 minutes later…

“Okay who called?”--Buddy

“Wazzpinator did!”--Waspinator

“Hey Wasp! What did you need exploding?”--Buddy

“The rock!”--Waspinator

“Wait, wasn’t Terrorsaur with you? Or did he dump you here by yourself. Where did he go?”--Buddy

“Under rock.”--Waspinator

Terrorsaur gruntle scream from underneath the rock.

“Oh, that’s nice—Oh Sweet Primus! Hold on!”--Buddy

Their height added to their larger-than-life personality.

They were almost as loud as their explosives.

Colorful even.

Too bad they had sided with the Predacons.

Their love for explosives was far greater than morality.

Many of the Predacons believed Buddy to be this pillar of unwavering power. A fortress of invincibility against any Maximal weapon they had.

That being said, they only confided in two fellow Predacon’s about their abnormal fear.

Dinobot and Waspinator.

Waspinator found out more on accident.

The two of them were out on patrol when the incident happened.

Buddy and Waspinator walking on patrol in the jungle.

A rat scurries past Buddy’s pedes.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKK!”--Buddy

Buddy jumped high into a tree accidentally scaring Waspinator.

“What is it?! Maximals? Predators?”--Waspinator

Waspinator looks above at the terror-stricken Buddy pointing at their offender.

The rat squeaks at Waspinator causing Buddy to shriek and shake more.

Waspinator proceeds to punt the little guy away.

“Itz okay Buddy. Rat gone.”--Waspinator

“A-are you sure?”--Buddy

Waspinator nodding as Buddy slowly comes back down.

“…please don’t tell anyone…”--Buddy

“Buddy zecret safe with Wazzpinator!”--Waspinator

Buddy patting Waspinators helm gently.

“You can ride on my hide for the rest of the ride back. My treat.”--Buddy

“Ooooohhh!”--Waspinator

Waspinator sits on Buddy, now in elephant mode, happily swinging his pedes back and forth enjoying the ride back.

Dinobot was more out of respect for the warrior while on the ship.

While he was still a Predacon.

Dinobot had shared his feelings about Megatron’s questionable things in the past. This was a big thing for Dinobot to even talk behind his then leaders back to someone else.

Buddy felt the need to show that his secret was safe with them, so they told him.

Buddy showing Dinobot a holo picture of a rat.

“Pardon me… but are you saying that that thing is what you are most afraid of?”--Dinobot

“Yes…”--Buddy

“But you are so big! You could crush it without a single thought!”

“That’s the thing Dinobot! They are like organic scraplets! They are vermin! Very scary looking vermin!”--Buddy

Dinobot looking at Buddy’s scared face sighing.

Present…

Dinobot waking up in a cold sweat.

“How did I not realize this sooner!?”--Dinobot

The Maximals never would have thought that their smallest member would be their most volatile weapon against this juggernaut.

The fact that Buddy hadn’t even encountered Rattrap on the battlefield was even more astounding.

They finally meet Rattrap during a particularly heated battle.

Maximals are losing to the Predacons.

Buddy’s entrance being one of the main causes of this.

Buddy just having the time of their life.

“YYYAAAAHHHHOOOOO!”--Buddy

Dinobot remembering The Talk.

“Rattrap! Go to Buddy.”--Dinobot

“What!?”--Maximals

“WHAT! Are you crazy!?”--Rattrap

“Trust me!”--Dinobot

“No!”--Rattrap

“You are our only hope! Just do it!”--Dinobot

“You couldn’t pay me—”--Rattrap

Dinobot throwing Rattrap at Buddy.

“Dinobot! What did—”--Optimus

“Watch.”--Dinobot

Rattrap landing in front of Buddy’s pedes transforming into Beast mode, aka the Rat.

Buddy freezing seeing the big rat.

“Ehehe… hi--”—Rattrap

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!”--Buddy

Buddy while screaming bloody murder starts running away from Rattrap.

Buddy picks up Waspinator, Tarantulas, Terrorsaur, Inferno, and Quickstrike and is out of there.

“…”--Maximals

“Wow… they really weren’t joking about that.”--Dinobot

[me-sploh-rada-imas]

(in case tumblr ate it) jance, 17 🥰

yes it seems it did😔 here's what i was going to reply to you haha

tysm for your request jo 💜💜💜 i really enjoyed writing it!

also posted to ao3 here

He may not have known him for very long, but Jan has never seen Nace this nervous before. Yes, he had been shy when they first met (though Jan was shyer), yes he had been on edge before his first gig with them, yes he’d been quiet in the studio while they were recording Carpe Diem. Now, though, he isn’t tense and reticent, as he usually is when he’s anxious. No; he’s pacing up and down in the heavy silence of the RTV’s dressing room wringing his hands, jumping every time any of the others say or do anything, fiddling with the hem of his jacket, smoothing down his hair obsessively. These are nervous tics Jan has never seen from him before and it’s making him restless too. Watching Nace, he is filled with the urge to go over and wrap him in a crushing hug, as though he can leech away all his stress and anticipation with one touch.

Jan is used to taking comfort in Nace’s presence. He knows too that Nace takes comfort in him. They’ve been slowly exploring the something between them for the past few months, unable to hold back despite the knowledge that entering a relationship with a bandmate can get messy. He doesn’t want to rush things, doesn’t want to rock the boat, to overstep a boundary and cause an explosion. But he can’t sit here and watch Nace get more and more wound up with nerves just as they’re meant to go on stage.

Before he’s quite decided what the plan is, Jan suddenly finds himself standing. The other four all turn to face him and he almost shrinks under the combined weight of their attention, but he’s desperate for a moment alone with Nace, so he steels himself and gestures vaguely at Bojan, Kris, and Jure.

“You three, out,” he says abruptly, not quite able to make eye contact with any of them. He expects some kind of resistance, perhaps from Bojan, but they all obey him without a word, and he watches them leave in his peripheral vision from where he’s looking at the floor. There are a few brief moments after the door swings closed behind Kris in which neither Jan nor Nace say anything, and then Jan turns around. 

Nace looks somehow even more nervous now it’s just the two of them; he’s holding onto the back of the chair next to him as though he might fall over without its support. At the sight of him, Jan no longer has any qualms about what is needed and he crosses the floor without a word to gather Nace into his arms. Nace relaxes into him immediately, holding him tightly back, tipping his head down so his forehead is resting on Jan’s shoulder. They stand like this for several minutes, impossibly close and yet not close enough. Jan hopes that Nace is as calmed and reassured by the contact, by Jan’s warmth and familiar smell, as Jan is by him. He only loosens his grip when Nace stops shaking and steps back far enough that they can see each other’s faces, though he keeps his arms slung around Nace’s neck so he can’t pull too far away.

“Want to talk about it?”

Nace opens his mouth to answer but can’t find the words. Jan doesn’t interrupt, just gives Nace time to formulate what he’s trying to say. It takes a few long minutes, but eventually Nace is able to articulate himself. “It’s the first project I’ve worked on with you guys,” he says slowly, eyes downcast. “What if the fans don’t like my influence on your sound? What if they don’t think I fit your image?”

Jan leans in and bumps his forehead reassuringly against Nace’s. “Fuck the fans,” he says lowly, and it startles a laugh out of Nace. The sound makes something twist in Jan’s stomach. He loves hearing Nace laugh, loves the way he has so much joy to share and isn’t afraid of expressing it. “I mean it,” he repeats. “We like the way you create with us, we love this song. If our current fans don’t like it or don’t like you, then fuck them; we’ll make plenty of new fans through Eurovision.” 

Neither of them are as ambitious as Bojan and Kris are regarding fame or global exposure, but they all decided to go on this journey knowing that was the plan. Jan’s always been in it for the music; the unparalleled joy of creating music, those magical moments on stage when he becomes the music. But he can’t let Nace be afraid of their Eurovision journey before it’s even started.

Nace is still anxious and Jan can tell. He wants to address the other question Nace had posed, to reassure him, but now it’s his turn to be tongue tied and nervous. He wants to tell Nace how attractive he is, how his smile makes Jan’s heart skip a beat, that he wants to map Nace’s skin with his tongue and teeth, that he’s desperate to learn how to take him apart with just a few touches. But they’re taking it slow, trying not to rush into things, even though Jan knows his traitorous heart isn’t listening to reason.

So he does the only thing he can to ensure his tongue won’t betray his feelings; he steps back into Nace’s personal space and kisses him fiercely.

No matter how many times they kiss, Jan knows he will never tire of it. His entire universe at this moment is the heat of Nace’s mouth, the taste of him, the way he’s threading his fingers through Jan’s hair and sliding a hand down his back to pull him closer. Nace is pliant under Jan’s hands and tongue, willing to cede all control and let Jan do what he wants to him, and what Jan wants is to take him apart, to make him forget all traces of his nervousness for their upcoming performance. But they’re in their shared dressing room, where their bandmates or frankly anyone else could walk in, and as desperately as he wants to let go of all his inhibitions, he knows that would be far too reckless, and so, reluctantly, he pulls away. They’re both panting and a little unsteady on their feet, and Jan opens his eyes to take in Nace’s flushed cheeks and kiss-bruised lips. Willpower alone stops him from leaning back in to finish what they’ve started, and he can see clearly in Nace’s face the same desire.

“Was that a good enough distraction?” Jan asks, his voice unexpectedly husky.

“It wasn’t bad,” Nace admits breathlessly, and Jan can hear the smile in his voice. After a few long moments, Nace releases his tight grip on Jan’s shirt and steps back far enough that they can see themselves in the mirror. All Jan can think is that they’re lucky they haven’t gone to hair and make-up yet; they’re both so dishevelled that it’s obvious what they’ve been up to even without any telltale traces of smudged foundation. Nace reaches up to smooth down Jan’s hair again, and Jan leans instinctively into his touch. “I think we’ve got a different problem now,” Nace says wryly, and Jan is inclined to agree. Bojan, Kris, and Jure will surely be back any moment now and they’ll be sent off to hair and make-up; they can only hope their racing hearts will have time to slow before they’re called on stage.

[sotwk]

Hi! :) it’s the anon that hasn’t given up on dating yet, I noticed I tend to want to rush relationships, even stressing myself out in the process, like I’m 25yo and I know I should know better lol

I wanted to ask for some advice this time, do you have any advice on taking things slow while dating someone? Or in like just trusting the process without putting pressure on myself? Because I don’t have this problem of being almost abrasive with friendships, it just happens with romantic relationships but maybe it’s because I just started dating people this year so I’m extremely rough around the edges in a romantic sense

Also this is just a quick vent, but a guy came off super strong at first and was taking things pretty fast but when I finally matched his vibe, suddenly things were going too fast for him and he wasn’t ready for a relationship and dipped even though he knew from the start that I was looking for a relationship lol

I'm so sorry it took me so long to respond; I usually try to respond to advice-seeking Asks right away, but August was a bit of a struggle for me!

I'm glad to hear that you haven't given up on dating, and I hope you never do! I'm sure you've gotten sick of hearing this, but 25 is so young! Your 20s are very much the time to figure out what you want and value most in life. I genuinely hope girls don't give in to the pressure to marry right away in their 20s, because a lifelong commitment to a human being is the last thing to be rushed.

Regarding my "advice on taking things slow while dating", my one golden dating tip sounds lame but is straightforward and irrefutable: BE YOURSELF. From everything you have told me in this Ask and in previous Asks, your goal in dating is to find a husband to start a family with. Present your genuine self as much as possible from the start, and expect the same from the guy you are dating. (Unless your intention is to casually date, then much of my advice need not apply; I've personally never been one for casual dating, but it's always sounded like the Wild West.)

It's common and understandable to worry about coming on too strong or too "abrasive" as you said, especially in the "get to know you" stages. But I don't think tamping down your genuine excitement by "playing it cool" ever really works. You're essentially lying about your feelings and important aspects of your personality. What good will that do?

If you're afraid of scaring the guy away, here's the thing: the Right Guy for you will not scare easily. I promise. The Right Guy is the one who will grow only more interested and eager the more he learns about you, which is why you should present him with only truthful things.

How fast or slowly should you share stuff about yourself? However you feel like! If you're honestly comfortable enough with a person to be vulnerable and open up to them right away, then go ahead! Whether a guy can or cannot handle your candor, your passion, or your desire to connect, is something you're better off knowing sooner than later.

Sadly, in this day and age when dating is so difficult and confusing and human connection has deteriorated, guys tend to scare more easily, and I can't say I blame them. However, I repeat: the Right Guy for you will not scare easily. He would be the one matching your pace and enthusiasm for the relationship, if not surpassing it. That experience you spoke of means that guy was just not the Right One, plain and simple. You didn't do anything wrong.

Keep doing as you do. Be Yourself and trust in what you feel when engaging with new acquaintances. I hope I've been helpful or at least encouraging in some way. I wish you lots of luck, fun, and pleasant experiences in this stage of your life. <3

Bonus: If this movie isn't too old for you and assuming you haven't seen it yet, I recommend watching "How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days"! It's a fun and sweet rom-com, that doesn't take itself too seriously but definitely teaches lessons along the lines of my advice. ;)

[robyn-goodfellowe]

Hi uhh idk how to say it but any tips on writing in general? I really wanna write my story I have stored in my doc but I don’t know where to start.

hello!! i am very honored that you came to ME to ask because i love to talk about writing, so thank you :) with that being said this might get a little long so ill put everything under a readmore, but all of my advice can be summarized like this

tl;dr: just start!!!

i KNOW. in my soul. that there's genuinely nothing more every aspiring writer hates to hear than "just start" lol but it really does come down to that. just start. whatever you put on the page doesnt have to be PERFECT, it just has to be there. my first drafts for anything are never solid. my initial drafts are NEVER the quality of the final

and its through careful, consistent rewriting that it becomes something more palatable and fun/easy to read. what ive noticed a lot of new writers do (and i used to be very prone to this as well) is that they go into their drafts expecting to drop their final product there, and aim for perfection. i cannot stress enough that perfection is THE ENEMY in literature. you can rewrite things thousands of times for it to turn out imperfect in the end, and thats OKAY. you'll end up with a draft you like eventually, but don't expect yourself to find it right away. it takes me a lot of consistent writing sessions to have a paragraph that im satisfied with. itll come to you naturally

but the best advice i can offer is really just ... START. open google docs and just write down your thought process, whatever that looks like for you. maybe its the summarisation of a few scenes you like, maybe its a chunk of an out of context paragraph. whatevers in your head, put it on paper and see where you can go from there. thats really the only way you can start

outside of that some of my big things are being consistent and READING. i write for at minimum half an hour every day (not always fic lol! i am a creative writing major, am working on my manuscript and also trying to get published in some small-scale literary magazines and sites. so im always working on something, basically) and its probably the only thing in my life i am super consistent about. maintaining a habit and making yourself write even when you dont "feel like it" or cant find motivation is the best way to keep writing long term. and reading, well, how i like to put it to my friends is that creativity is like a well. you cant keep drawing from it without filling it up eventually. you need good writing and good words to inspire you so you can keep drawing from your creative well. when im not writing im reading and you should be too. you really cant have one habit without the other

are really immersing myself in the world that i've created for my silly little guys. i am, at all times of the day, immersed into my stories one way or another. im almost constantly curating pinterest boards, or making playlists, or sharing it with my friends (the last one is highly important. the best way to stay encouraged is to have someone to share with) and so theres not really a day when im not thinking about what i want to write to some extent

but yeah basically thats all of the advice i can offer. write, write, write and don't be afraid for it to be not perfect. nobody is perfect, you are human. so just have fun with it

hope this can help ssomewhat! :)

[gentlemanwealdan]

Sorry if this is a weird question, I (female, 23) was just wondering if you could share any tips on how to give a guy an excellent blowjob? And how to improve Sex for a guy in general... I'm inexperienced in these things, but I really want to know and learn. I want my future partner to have a good time with me and make sure I can make someone enjoy sexy times

Hi Anon, personally I don't find it a weird question cause how are you going to know if you don't ask right? To start off you've hit the most important point of any sexual play and my overall Rule #2: Communication is Key!

I could write a lot on this subject but I'll keep it somewhat brief below, if you (or anyone else) wants the whole thing let me know and I'll make sure I get it all down.

So the TLDR is;

Make eye contact - doesn't have to be continuous just look at their eyes/face once in a while. Makes for a connection rather than you just performing the action. Ask them for feedback throughout - this sounds weird but can be something as simple as "You like that..?" in your seductive voice. To be fair if they're moaning and not pushing you off then you're doing great! Focus on your breathing (and take breaks!) - please, we would rather you lived through the experience, if only to do it again to us. Moan! - When you're sucking, if you're enjoying it, moan with pleasure. Please, this let's us know that you're enjoying it too so we can just relax and enjoy what you're doing to us. Don’t be afraid to add spit (lots of it) - or lube, flavoured if you're not sure about the taste. Dry rubbing against such a sensitive area is no joke, trust me on that. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself to make them ejaculate - just have fun, learn from their feedback both verbal and non-verbal and do whatever's right for you. Keep a towel handy for later - doesn't have to be a towel but there can be a LOT of cleanup no matter Carve out time to cuddle/aftercare - I shouldn't have to explain this one, you're both going to need it and if they're any kind of gentleman then they're going to want to make sure you are perfectly good.

Hope that helps!

[glassbubblebooks]

Hello - Welcome in my Bubble🫧✒️

|| Who am I and what is this blog about?

Hello and welcome to my blog “glassbubblebooks”, I am very happy to have you here:)!

In this very first blog post of mine, you will find an introduction of me, bubble and a small summary of what this blog will be about🤍

Name: bubble🫧

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: bisexual

Birthday: December 29th🎂 (I’m 18)

Country: Germany🇩🇪

Languages: German/ English

(This little character gives you an idea of my looks btw, credits to @veluv_art on Instagram, Twitter and TikTok)

Since I can remember I’ve always been obsessed with literature, escaping into different universes and I’ve always liked to draw, read and write. My favorite author is @aliceoseman and I love the Osemanverse in general. Her books have helped me so much in finding myself and they´ll always be my comfort books. I’m also very obsessed with the Harry Potter universe and my all-time favorite book series is the 'Empyrean' series, especially 'Iron Flame'. This series is hands down one of the best fantasy novels I've read so far and I love the concept of the bond between riders and dragons. This story is, so far, incredibly well thought-out and I can´t wait for the third book to be published in January. Rebecca Yarrows' universe really is a big inspiration for me. For almost five years now, I’ve been working on my own fantasy novel and the whole universe behind that.✒️📖

When it comes to books, my favorite genres are romance, coming-of-age, fantasy, and romantasy and I read books in English and German, which is my native language. I’ll try to read as often as I can, but since I’m still in school, I often lack the time. My biggest dream is to become an author one day but I still have a long way to go.💫

I thought about sharing book and writing related content for a while now and I finally decided to start this blog! From now on, I will try to take you with me every week and post about my favorite books, my current TBH my book progress and just general thoughts.🤍 I’m not entirely sure where this blog is going to lead me but I’m really hoping that you’re here to follow my journey through book stores, book reviews and outbursts of creativity✒️🤍📖

You are very welcome to follow my tumblr blog, and also take a look at my other socials for spontaneous updates about books or my life💫

I’m also very looking forward to getting to know you guys, so don’t be afraid to follow, comment and ask me questions. Do you have any writing tips or book recommendations? I’d love to hear about your interests and ideas for this blog! You’re also free to show my blog to people that you think would love to follow it!🫶🏻

I can’t wait to start this journey with you

Love, Bubble🫧

[peonierose]

Top 10 Funny Moments 🩷 For @choicesfandomappreciation

I actually saw @aallotarenunelma post this and I thought this is genius, and so I’m going to share some funny moments from my stories 🤣

Summers Kiss

”I’m pretty sure there’s no magic involved in sex. It was pretty much watching my ovulation, waiting and peeing on test stripes to see the words pregnant. But if it makes you feel better B let’s call it the magic of our bed.“

”It was our bodies who created the magic, the bed was just a side piece.“

Cake by the Ocean

”What? I’m just saying. I can’t even say that I knew there was something going on? Way harsh dude,“ he says

Soraya gives him a pointed look

”I‘m not your dude,“ she says.

Aunt Joe clears her throat and they both shut up.

Bittersweet Symphony

”You’re my date, you shouldn’t have to do that.“ I say and lean on the kitchen counter next to her.

She snorts.

”Did you get stuck in the 18th century Sinclair?“ She teases me and I have to laugh at that.

Nightbound vs. Hänsel and Gretel - Chapter 2: Strange Encounters

“Pie-boy is getting roasted. I knew something was missing,“ Nik says grinning.

Hänsel cracks his knuckles.

“Bite me blondie,“ Hänsel says.

Niks grin widens and he just smiles at my brother.

“I’m afraid you’re not my type,“ he winks.

Neon Lights

”Get a room,“ Ethan and Aubrey say at the same time.

Bryce and I grin and share a smile.

”Is it just me? Or does anyone else think this is creepy?“ Elijah asks and I add.

”Me too. They’re almost the same person. Though Ethan is a bit grumpier, which makes him adorable,“ I say and Sienna nods in my direction.

”I thought I was the only one who thought so,“ she says and we fist-bump each other.

Ethan sighs deeply.

”Can we please just play? I don’t want to have front-row seats for Lahela's make-out session. I’m getting annoyed by this banter and about the fact that you’re trying to make it about me,“ he says his tone getting grumpy.

Bryce can’t resist adding.

”Oh come on man you’d learn a thing or two,“ B adds.

Ethan just sighs.

”If you’re talking about tips on how to make out? I’ll pass. Thanks though,“ Ethan replies.

Peppermint Kisses

“Buddy you picked the wrong nonna to pickpocket.“ I say and pull out my phone to dial Mafalda’s number.

“What’s a nonna dude? It’s not some weird fetish you guys have, is it? Because I don’t want any part of that.“ Zac stated.

“Nonna is the Italian word for grandmother you genius.“ I replied.

“Have you no manners? First, you steal and now you’re being a little punk?“ Trystan asks but Zac just rolls his eyes.

Girls Night Out - Chapter 3 - Streaking past your neighbors house

“I wish I had such good-looking strippers at my bachelorette party,“ Addi chimes in.

Both officers exchange looks, then turn to us again.

“You’re married ma’am?“ Officer Clarke asks, he looks more closely at Addi now.

“Well it’s complicated,“ Addi sighs

“I’m sure it is,“ Officer Clarke says his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“If we can’t have a lap dance, would you like one? So we can all forget about this little incident?“ I ask moving closer, but Sofia stops me with a hand on my arm.

“You are going to get us into trouble,“ Sofia mutters under her breath.

“And you are?“ Officer Kane turns to Sofia all mirth gone, replaced by a serious look on his face.

“Just an innocent bystander Sir. I was trying to help,“ Sofia stutters.

Home is where the heart is

”How’s the pregnancy going? Any weird food cravings that drive Bryce up the wall?“ he jokes and laughs.

”Does Bryce count as a food craving?“ I ask.

I am trying to act serious but I have to laugh at Ethan’s expression. He looks as if he bit into a lemon.

”I shouldn’t have asked,“ he mumbles.

Go Blonder

”Oh for fucks sake. Why in three hells are you only in your underwear Dr. Varma?“

Ethan’s voice. And he sounds super annoyed.

”I didn’t have any clean clothes,“ she says not wanting to admit she lost a bet.

He sighs

”You could’ve worn anything else. Please get something else to wear. This is just inappropriate,“ he says

”I can’t do that,“ she says.

He squints his eyes at her. Realizing there might be more to it.

”Clothes Varma. Now. And no that wasn’t a request,“ he says

Jackie laughs

”Aye aye sir,“ Jackie salutes and goes to get on some clothes.

You can see Ethan pinching the bridge of his nose and sighing.

”What kind of madhouse am I working at? I need a vacation,“ he mutters to himself. That’s when the video ends.

Go with the Flow

”Alright let’s go, before you turn into a popsicle,“ I laugh.

She just gives me the finger.

Which makes me laugh even harder and I have to stop and hold my stomach.

“So feisty today I like that side of yours,“ I kiss her fingers, which are ice cold.

[andreafmn]

I'm Not Afraid | Chapter 11

Word Count: 3K Story Description: (Y/N) Argent arrived at Beacon Hills to put to rest her father’s sister, Kate Argent. For the first time, her family has decided to settle down and sustain a life in this interesting small town. After 17 years, (Y/N) has the opportunity to establish interpersonal relationships but will she be ready to face the complications that come with relating to her cousin’s, Allison, friends; especially, the infamous Derek Hale. She will face the adventure of being associated with the Derek and McCall pack, as well as being faced with the discovery of certain aspects of her life she never imagined. Chapter: 11/? A/N: Somehow manage to cough out 3k words with a migraine flare-up, so hope you enjoy it 💖 My content will always be free, but if you’re feeling particularly generous, you can leave a tip on any of my posts to support me and my love of writing or buy me a coffee TikTok • Instagram • Business | MASTERLIST If you’d like to be tagged in this or any other story: click here Make sure you have my notifications on so you know every time I post! 

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Chapter 11

Friday couldn't come any quicker. Sure, they were going to an underground rave to catch a murderous reptile and the murderer that was controlling him, but it was an underground rave, nonetheless.   

It was no surprise that (Y/N) had never gone to a party before. Being a social pariah at every school she had been to, there had been a lack of invitations for her. So, the fact that she would be going to one and that they were so close to trapping the biggest threat to Beacon Hills in one night had the girl's veins buzzing with excitement.   

If she had gotten more than three hours to sleep that night, it would have been too much. Having woken up at six in the morning to take Brody out for a run, she knew the crash would be inevitable later that day. But how could she sleep? The party and the Kanima weren't the only things running through her mind.   

Derek had not left her thoughts for a second. She could feel the warmth of his hands on her skin, she could smell his cologne, she could hear his breath right next to her ear, and she could almost, almost, feel his lips on hers. The night before they had been so close to finally sharing a kiss. If Isaac had spent even two more seconds inside, they sure would have been caught mid-kiss.   

But he didn't. He exited the loft at just the right time to startle them apart, making them wait that much longer to give in. Even if all she wanted was to throw caution to the wind and give in. She wanted him more than she thought she could want anyone else.   

After coming back home, (Y/N) hurried to school. She thought the more she rushed the faster night would come. Sitting still on her bike was almost impossible as the anxious thrill of what came after school rushed through her. All she wanted was to get through her classes and get to the rave.   

As she entered the school, making a beeline for her locker, she ended up crashing into someone, her bag flying through the air and spilling its contents all over the hall. Just by the force of the body she bumped into, she had an idea of who it could be.   

“Where are you hurrying to, Scott?” (Y/N) called out as she started to gather her things.   

“Oh, sorry, (Y/N),” he gave her an apologetic smile. “I wasn’t looking where I was going.”    

“You okay?” she said as her eyes finally fell on his face. “You look kinda bummed out, not gonna lie.”  

“It’s nothing,” he sighed. “I just saw Allison and she got weird there at the end. She said it was nothing, but I don’t know.”    

(Y/N) was the first to stand up, taking the books Scott had gathered from his hands. “What were you guys talking about?” she asked. “Was it about tonight?”   

“More or less. But it’s more about what I told you about her mom,” he shrugged. “I told her that it would be good for her parents to see us with other people, so they think we are broken up. And she was fine with it at first, but she got weird after.”   

“Please tell me she didn’t mention me,” the girl groaned.   

“Why would she?”  

“So I guess she hasn’t told you.” She sighed before she continued, feeling like a gossip as she relayed the information. “You know how I told you she was acting off? Well, we had an interesting conversation regarding all that. She basically accused me of trying to take you from her.”  

“Take me?” Scott questioned. “Take me where?”  

The Argent girl couldn’t help the laugh that overtook her as the poor oblivious boy tried to make sense of what she had said. His expression could only be explained as a lost puppy dog. They had been walking to Chemistry class and he’d stopped dead in his tracks at the statement.  “She thinks I’m trying to make you my boyfriend,” she explained. “She claimed that everything came easy to me and that I already had a lot. And on top of that, I was trying to steal you away.”  

“But where would she get that idea? I mean, sure we’re friendly but I don’t think either of us has been anything but.”   

“I don’t know and honestly, it’s her shit to get over,” (Y/N) brushed off. “I made it more than clear to her that there was nothing between us. If she still wants to be pissed at me about it, then she can stay mad.”   

“I’ll talk to her,” he offered. “You should also know that your family knows that there are essentially two killers.”   

“She told them everything, didn't she?”  

“Sort of. But that's a good thing. The more people there are to take them down, the better.”   

“Sure, if those people weren't Argents and Gerard wasn't here.”   

“So, it's a bad thing?”  

“Let's just say that if they get involved, there might be one or two students that won't come to school tomorrow.”   

“Ms. Argent, Mr. McCall!” Mr. Harriss called their attention. “If it's not something you want to share with the class, I suggest you keep it quiet.”   

“Sorry, Mr. Harris,” the pair mumbled before they sank into their seats and placed their attention on the board.    

The rest of the day went by in a flash. As the time got closer, the more (Y/N) could feel the nerves creeping up her neck. Long gone was the excitement, instead replaced by a chilling sense of dread that she couldn’t seem to shake. Something in the back of her mind told her that tonight would most likely end in a tragedy. For whom, she wasn't sure. But she could feel the inevitability of a loss.   

As soon as the last bell rang, she gathered her things, ready to go back home and change. She had to pick up Isaac and Erica before the rave, much to her detriment. She was fine with Isaac. But something about the blonde was less than digestible for her. Maybe it was her personality, but her subconscious knew it was because of Derek. To that day, she couldn't shake the image of them in his car. And she hated that it made her question how okay she would be if he decided he couldn't wait any longer.   

“What the hell?” Her phone ringing in her pocket broke her out of thought as she was getting on her bike. “Uncle Chris?”   

“Hey, (Y/N), by chance did Allison talk to you today?”   

“Not really,” she answered, biting her tongue to not spill that they had yet to speak in two days. “What's wrong?”   

“We're gonna need you to meet us at home. We’ve got a meeting about tonight.”   

“Oh, uh, sure.”   

“We'll see you here, okay?”   

“Yeah. See you.”   

(Y/N) was quick to text Isaac the change of plans, the surprise shared between them. She told him that it was more than likely they would be planning an attack at the rave that night, and that every single member of Derek’s pack needed to be on high alert from the Argents. If they did go, they would be going for blood.   

As serious as the moment was, the blond boy couldn't help but throw a joke into the mix, asking her if she wanted the whole pack to be safe or if she wanted to make sure that Derek was safe. It made her face change into a million shades of red, regretting the fact that Isaac knew such a vulnerable piece of information.   

Instead of dwelling on the message, (Y/N) sped to her uncle's house, bracing herself to meet with revenge-blind hunters that wanted to take down the Kanima and anything that got in their way. But she wasn't sure if she wasn't prepared for those tens of men or finally seeing her cousin after two days.   

She knew she had been harsh, but she did not regret a single word she had said. Allison had formulated an image of her in her mind that was nowhere near what reality was, and it made her question if she could trust her with other aspects of her life. Could she tell her about Derek? Could she tell her about what her dad had told her? Could she trust that if she confessed that she wanted the family business to change that Allison would keep it to herself?   

They were questions she would have to wait to answer.  

Her uncle's house came into view, the driveway filled with tinted black SUVs. If she hadn't known there were meant to be people there, she would have been awfully intimidated, and most likely would have kept driving. But she fought the desire to escape and clothed herself in confidence, walking into the home like she belonged there.   

She nodded to a couple of people she knew, following the trail of people into the basement where Allison, Chris, and Gerard were waiting. The girl made a beeline for her family, ignoring her cousin's intense gaze. If (Y/N) had been questioning if Allison was still angry at her, she had gotten her answer.   

“(Y/N), can I speak to you over here?” Chris asked her as she got closer, motioning to an empty corner. (Y/N) followed her uncle, thankful that she didn't have to face her cousin or her grandfather just yet. “I know you've been kind of out of the loop since your dad has been away, so I don’t want you to feel ambushed. Allison told me everything that's been going on and I'd like to think that if you knew more information about all of this that you would tell us about it.”   

“Of course, I would," she smiled sweetly. “I would do anything for our family's cause. But I just don't know what to look out for. Mom and Dad have been away a lot and I haven't had much training in all of this.”   

“Maybe I can talk to Victoria,” he said. “She could help you and Allison with what it means to lead the hunters. One day it will be up to you two and it's best you're prepared.”   

A shiver traveled up (Y/N)'s spine as she thought about spending time with her aunt and being taught what it was like to be a female hunter. The woman had always unnerved her and the last thing she wanted was to be in close confines with her. “That would be great,” she said instead. “Maybe once mom comes back we can all meet up.”   

“Alright sounds good, (Y/N),” he smiled. “Now, get in line. Meeting's starting.”   

“Aye, aye, Captain.”   

She had to bite back a smirk. Her uncle had eaten up her oblivious and unknowledgeable façade, allowing her to fly under the radar. If that was the role she had to play, then she would damn well give an Oscar-worthy performance.  

(Y/N) watched as Allison took a seat on the wooden stairs, choosing to stand as far from her as possible. Her cousin wasn't talking to her, and she was planning on doing the same. She could already hear her father's words, begging her to take the high road. But she didn't want to be the bigger person, she wanted her to apologize.   

“All right,” Chris called for everyone's attention. “The party's in a warehouse just inside the industrial sector. Allison has learned that Jackson Whittemore will be there seeking his next target out of the crowd. Since we still have no clue as to just how strong he is, we need to be extremely cautious.”   

As (Y/N) listened to her uncle speak, her attention was drawn to a soft rattling sound. Out of the corner of her eye, (Y/N) noticed her grandfather swallowing two pills. The last thing she had heard, Gerard, was of sound mind and health. Pills didn't feel like something that fit his persona. Without even knowing, she had engrained the fact into her mind. If there's one thing she knew, no detail was too small. At some point, it could become necessary information.   

“When Allison had Jackson's location and has determined him to be at the optimal point where we can take him down, she'll signal me,” Chris continued, his eyes falling on his daughter. “Optimal meaning as far from the crowd as possible. If she cannot, (Y/N), I take you will make sure to do so. There will be no collateral damage tonight. You two, go ahead.”   

The man motioned his head toward the two of them, waiting for the teens to disappear before any of them talked. (Y/N) followed behind her cousin begrudgingly, drowning in the unnerving energy that was shared between the two family members.   

“Okay, this is stupid,” (Y/N) finally spoke, grabbing Allison's elbow to turn her around. “You cannot still be mad at me for something that you made up completely in your head?”   

“In my head? My dad doesn't even believe I can do one job without screwing up,” she seethed. “You didn't have to be here. I could have done this by myself.”   

“Come on, Ali. I'm basically your understudy here,” (Y/N) finally confessed, tears stinging the back of her eyes  “I only have friends because you introduced me to them. The only reason Scott and I have gotten close is because he's a good friend. And tonight, the only way I get to do anything is if you fail. And that is a huge if. So, instead of blaming me for whatever it is that you are feeling, try and focus on why you're feeling it.”   

“(Y/N)...”   

“Whatever, Allison,” she shrugged her off. “And be careful. I'm pretty sure you'll be leading Jackson right into Gerard's trap.”   

As soon as (Y/N) was outside, she fumbled in her pocket for her phone, dialing the number of the person that should have been the most aware of her family's plan. A pang of guilt bubbled in her gut as the thought that she was betraying her family. But there was a part of her that knew that what she wanted to do could not just save one life, but it could potentially save the lives of all her friends.  

“(Y/N)? Is everything okay?”  

“Listen, Derek, my family is gonna be there tonight,” she breathed. “They say they're only gonna be there to trap Jackson before he gets to his next victim. But something tells me they're there to kill him, whoever's controlling him, and anyone that gets in their way.”   

“How did they find out that it was Jackson or that there were two killers?”   

“Allison told her dad,” she said. “But she didn't have another choice, and I get that. But I need to make sure you and everyone else are safe. So, you might have to change certain strategies.”   

“You're aware that the majority of us are werewolves?” Derek laughed on the phone. “The one that should be worried, should be me.”   

“I've been training for something like this my whole life,” she smirked. “And technically, I’m the one who can get closest to Jackson. He can't paralyze me.”   

“But he can do a lot worse,” he said. “And I won't let that happen. All you have to do is keep a lookout. Isaac and Erica will get him.”   

“I am more than capable of doing this.”   

“(Y/N). You can not get close to him,” he commanded angrily. “You're inexperienced and you could get in the way. I don't want you to get close to Jackson, and that's an order.”   

“Thankfully, I don't take orders from you, Derek,” she scoffed. “Anyways, watch out for Argent hunters. They might have you on their target list.”   

“(Y/N)....”   

“Goodbye.”   

(Y/N) knew that Derek meant well but all she could do was feel betrayed. The one person she thought would have believed in her the most had made her feel weak and incompetent. Even if it was her first time taking a threat this big on, she had been confident that she was an asset to the pack. But he had made her feel otherwise.   

But that only made her more determined. (Y/N) would prove to Derek and to her family just how good of an advantage she was. She would prove it to herself.   

*** 

Derek couldn't believe what he'd said. All he wanted was to make sure that (Y/N) was safe, make sure that she was nowhere near where she could be hurt. It had been a long time since he had cared so deeply about someone else, and he despised the fact that he'd started to do so when so much was happening in the town. She had been kind enough to warn them about her family. Going behind their back to make sure he and the pack were safe. And instead of being thankful, he chastised her and made her feel small.  

“So, are we going already?” Erica snipped at the alpha. “Or do we have to wait until you're done gushing over the new girl?”  

“I'd watch my mouth if I were you, Erica,” he seethed. “One more word and you can stay here tonight.”  

“And miss out on all of this? Not a chance,” she groaned. “Fine, not another word.”  

“I don't want any mistakes tonight,” Derek directed himself to the group of teenagers before him. “I was just informed that the Argents will be there. You cannot let them see you or what you are. They are not going there to trap Jackson. They will be there to kill him.”  

“Or us,” Isaac added, a flash of fear crossing through his face. “Is it safe for us then?”  

“It will be,” he reassured. “As long as everyone sticks to the plan. Now, let's go. We cannot waste more time.”  

Derek needed that night to go without a hitch. That way he could think of ways to dig himself out of the hole he’d created with (Y/N). Because the last person he wanted to have hate him was her. 

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