#it kills me how happy they probably were with the outfits they picked for each other about to sing together on a stage...

[nyxiswrites1200]

𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 💌

Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFT, MDNI, Cheating (remember cheating isn't cool guys <3), Drinking, Size kink, P in V, Nipple Play

Mentions: Lingerie, Failing marriage

An: Hey babes <3 welcome to the Valentine's collection. I'll be posting a series of spicy and romantic fics this week. I intend to make this a tradition of doing different characters each year.

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You couldn't believe this! It was Valentine's day and your husband hasn't acknowledged it. He kissed you this morning before he left for work and that was it.

There's no way he forgot because you said it just yesterday, even agreed on plans. But, here it is, almost 7pm and he was still at work according to his text. You couldn't help but sigh as you sat alone in the apartment.

You can't say you didn't see this coming, your relationship has been a little rough. Mostly due to his absence but that's besides the point.

You brush down your carefully picked outfit you'd put on. Feels like it's going to waste now. You get up and step outside of your apartment, maybe you would just go do something on your own. Just for the sake of getting fresh air is what you tell yourself.

Then a stroke of luck, your apartment neighbor walks back from checking his mail. Toji and you were friendly. He was a single man and nice enough, plus you appreciated his honesty sometimes. He also likes the way you make cookies and jello shots, neither your husband appreciated.

"That color looks good on you" Toji chimes in as he notices you, that cocky smirk on his lips. You can't help but smile a little "Well, thanks Toji. I'm glad someone can appreciate it." You scoff, yeah, maybe you were a little bitter.

"Oh? Is he not home yet?" He asks, in reference to your husband "Oh it's worse! He's not here and he's barely acknowledged me all day. Would it kill him to at least send flowers or something?" You pout as you brush a hand over your hair.

Toji scoffed "What a piece of work" he smirks as he looks at you "Why don't you come in for a drink? I'd hate to let such a pretty thing waste away all night on a man who can't appreciate it" he suggested, and you were more than happy to oblige.

Toji let you in, his apartment was cleaner than you thought. He fixed you both a shot while giving you something to chase it with.

You sigh as you down the shot and sip on your chaser to soothe the burn.

Toji downs his shot with ease as he looks over at you "Oh come on, princess. Don't be down...you get to spend the evening with me" he smirks and you can't help but chuckle at how cocky he is. Although, he has every right to be.

Toji is huge, he's tall with muscles for days. He has a dominating aura, he was overwhelming. You liked it, maybe a little more than you should for someone who's married.

You haven't bothered to check your phone. Toji had you laughing, drinking, and forgetting about the shitty day you were having. His hand on your thigh as he rubbed it with his thumb. The simple action had you feeling a pulse in your panties.

"You know, I don't know why you don't have a date tonight" you chuckle "Oh? You think I'm that charming?" He teases "If not charming, then at least a girl would come home to get some action" you add softly.

Toji can't help but let out a deep chuckle "That's fair, princess. But I can't see why your loser husband would miss out on you".

"Why? Would you do different?" You smile as you lean in a bit closer to him. It was probably the alcohol making you this confident.

Toji smirked as he moved his hand to wrap around your waist. "Of course I would, princess. I wouldn't miss the chance to spend time with you...to kiss those pretty lips of yours...to push those pretty lacy panties aside" he says in a low tone, one that has you pressing your thighs together.

"Yeah?..." You respond breathlessly.

"I'm not gonna touch you, princess. I don't want you to hate me" he chuckles "I could never" you lean in close. "Are you drunk?" He asks "No, I promise" you say sternly.

Toji carefully cups your cheek with his strong and large hands. "Please, Toji..." You beg softly, looking up at him.

Toji groans "You're gonna get me in so much trouble, princess".

Toji leans in and kisses you gently, you don't hesitate to kiss him back. He moves his hands to your waist, his big hands practically covering your hips. You tangle your hands into his hair as you swipe your tongue along his bottom lip. Toji doesn't hesitate to let your tongue inside, he tastes the alcohol on your tongue and it's addicting.

He picks you up and pulls you into his lap, trying not to break the kiss. He sets you down, right against his cock. You moan into his mouth as you feel his cock press against you through your clothes.

Toji pulls away from the kiss, saliva connecting your lips.

"You're so pretty..." he rasps as his hands slide up under your shirt. You arch into his chest at the feeling of his hands on your skin.

"Thank you, Toji" you speak softly as you feel his hands undo your bra. "Of course, princess." He tossed your bra to the side as his hands cup your breasts, fondling them, and teasing your nipples.

"Mm- Toji~" you moan as he fondles you. "You've got such nice tits, princess. Your nipples get hard so easy...or is that because it's just me?" He teased with a small chuckle.

"Yeah, it feels so good" you moan as you begin to grind your hips into his hard cock. Between the bit of alcohol and lustful haze, you weren't really sure your words made any sense. You just know you wanted Toji to keep touching you.

Toji didn't waste much time, the next moments almost felt like a blur to you. His hands are prying off your clothing as you do the same to him. He lets out unrestrained moans and groans as he stuffs you full of his cock.

"Tojiii~ So...fuckin big" you moan as you're scratching into his back. He grunts in response "You feel so good, princess. You're man is really missing out..." He chuckles breathlessly "I'm so glad that the pretty lingerie you bought didn't go to waste~" he rasps, not missing the lacy set you were wearing when he tugged off your clothes.

It doesn't take long before Toji has you toppling over the edge. His hands leaving marks on your hips as he let you cum all over his cock. Sinful moans and lewd noises filling the room.

As much as he wanted to fill you up, leave his cum dripping out of you when you left to go back to your husband, he settled for pulling out and cumming on your stomach. You whine, you almost sounded disappointed.

Toji chuckled as he leaned in and kissed you "What is it, princess?". You kiss him back but slowly pull away as you look up at him. "You could have finished inside...I'm on the pill" you say softly "Well, I didn't know you wanted to prove such a point to your shitty husband" he chuckled.

You flipped yourself over on the couch, your tits pressing into the sofa with your ass up and soaked pussy on display. "You wanna do it again?" You ask sweetly, looking back at Toji. Toji groaned as he felt his cock immediately get hard again. "You're such a dirty little princess, aren't you?" He smirked.

His hand came up and rubbed along your folds before lightly slapping your pussy. You let out a whiny moan in response.

Toji doesn't hesitate to stuff you full of him again. His cock always hits the deepest and most sensitive parts of you, the ones that have you pulsing around his cock within minutes.

He holds your hands behind your back, his figure easily towering over you. It only takes one of his hands to keep both of yours pinned behind you. You can't help but moan out for him into the apartment, absolutely sure someone must hear this.

"You're so pretty like this...bent over, taking my cock, drooling into the cushions. Nobody has ever fucked you this good, hm?" He teased as he lightly slapped your ass, earning him another needy moan.

"No no, nobody has ever fucked me so good~" you stutter out as you press your hips back into Toji when he slaps your ass.

"Awe, poor thing. Don't worry, you can always come over when you need it" he says lowly, his voice having you tightening around his cock.

"Toji- I'm close" you whine out as you grind back into him. Toji moves his hands so they're both firmly holding your hips. He starts thrusting more roughly into you, pounding against your poor cervix.

The action leaving you a moaning and whiny mess beneath him as you babbled his name into the cushions. Then you practically screamed as you came- no, squirted on his cock. Toji relished the sight of you as he thrust into you a few more times before pressing right against your sweet spot and cumming inside you.

After a few beats, Toji slowly pulls out of you. He flips you over, dragging you into his chest as both of you try to catch your breath.

"Do you wanna take a shower?" He asks softly as he reaches over and cups your cheek, his thumb brushing over your cheekbone. "The night is still kind of young, we could get some shitty takeout and have a few more drinks..." He rasps and you can't help but blush a little. "I'd like that..." You smile in return...

The following morning, you return to your apartment with little guilt or shame, considering the fact your husband didn't text you all night.

Maybe you should be looking into divorce papers, Toji seemed like he never wanted you to leave. Maybe he'd welcome you into moving in?

[captain-mj]

Vampires Part 8

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

Soap sat at the table right after sunset. His vampires, Price, and now Chuy, because apparently he decided to invite himself in, were sitting with him. Chuy was wearing his outfit again, deer skull included. It made him look very unnerving. 

“So your fiance will be here soon?”

Price nodded excitedly. “Yep. She’s wonderful.”

“She?” Ghost laughed before realizing he was serious. “Ah. Damn. Seriously?”

Price frowned. “I’m bisexual.”

“I know, I just thought better of women. Even witch women.” Ghost replied, shrugging. 

Price stared at him, slightly opened mouthed. “Damn. Cold, Simon.”

“Ghost.”

“Simon. Anyway, she’ll be here shortly. Her name is Clara.” He looked so happy that Soap couldn’t help but feel happy for him. Even if he was pretty sure Price was being used. 

Alejandro hummed. “Right. Anyway.”

Rodolfo raised his hand. “I don’t really care about your fiance, I’m more worried about the hunter walking around talking about bigfoot. Can we focus on that?”

“No. you guys gotta meet my fiance.” 

“Fuck that.” Alejandro spoke up. “I agree with my lovely husband.” He kissed Rudy’s hand, looking at him with giant heart eyes. 

Ghost groaned. “Do you guys have to be so in love?”

“Loser.” 

“Lonely ass bitch.” 

Ghost frowned. “Goddamn…” 

Price hissed loudly and they all turned towards him. He looked a little flustered, as if they weren’t actually supposed to hear him. He took a deep breath. “As the eldest vampire, I am requesting you guys please meet her.” It was said with a touch of… sincerity that had been absent from Price in a wild. 

Interviewer: I’ve been meaning to ask. Ghost puts up with Price because he’s his sire. Rodolfo seems to like him. However, you don’t seem to like him. 

Alejandro: Don’t know. Guess I miss how he was. Sometimes it feels like I got the last few years of lucidity. He probably told he was four hundred years older than Ghost right?

Interviewer: I thought he said two hundred.

Alejandro: He told Rodolfo a hundred. I thought for the longest time it was just something he did, but I think he just doesn’t remember.

Interviewer: Ah. And the comment about lucidity.

Alejandro: I think he’s half insane. It happens. Mentally, being alive a long time… it makes things tiring. 

Interviewer: I noticed the way you looked away when Rodolfo asked if you regretted being turned. Do you?

Alejandro: No. Course not. I love my husband.

Interviewer: I can see your love and devotion to him. But I’m asking, do you wish you died human? 

Alejandro: Sometimes, I do. I wish Rodolfo killed me that night. However, I’d never want to make him go through the centuries alone, so I’m glad I am here with him. 

Interviewer: Thank you, Alejandro.

“Alright, sir.” Ghost mumbled. “I’ll meet Clara.” He smiled, eyes crinkling. 

Price smiled at him gratefully. “Thank you, Simon. Rodolfo, Alejandro, Gaz, I hope you all like her.”

Simon and Chuy looked at each other and shook their heads.

Gaz hummed. “Will it be super awkward?”

“Oh, yeah.”

Gaz nodded. “That sounds nice. Like chicken soup after a hard day. I’m in.” 

Interviewer: So do you regret turning into a vampire?

Gaz: How do you know I wasn’t born an energy vampire?

Interviewer: Oh, were you? That’s fascinating.

Gaz: No, I mean I was turned. Just why did you assume?

Interviewer: I mean. I just thought all vampires were turned. Who was your sire? 

Gaz: My mom when she birthed me. I lied, I was born.

Interviewer canceled the rest of the interviewer due to “broken pencils”. 

Price smiled fondly at Gaz before quickly going to get the door, answering before Clara even had the chance to knock. She giggled as he picked her up and twirled her before leading her to the kitchen. 

“Oh this is nauseating.” 

Rodolfo hit Ghost. “They’re cute.”

They kissed passionately. 

“Nevermind.” Rodolfo hissed under his breath. “Clara?”

Clara quickly pushed Price back a little and properly introduced herself. She was how described. Dark hair and nice. 

Too nice. 

Soap liked her. She shook his head and smiled at him before moving on to them. 

“Oh!” Clara said softly while staring at Ghost. “You must be Simon.”

Price flinched and looked guilty. And a tiny bit betrayed, as if he had warned her prior.

“Don’t call me that.” Ghost got up. “Okay, this is horrible. I need to leave.”

Price grabbed his shoulder and pushed him back into his seat. “A little effort.” 

“Don’t call me something stupid.”

Price sighed and plastered a smile on his face. “Ghost.” He introduced everyone there to Clara and Clara waved just a little. She didn’t look at Price much, but when she did, she did look like she liked him. Maybe not love in any of their opinions, but that’s okay. Maybe it would blossom? 

If they stayed together long enough. 

Maybe. 

The two of them stared at each other for just a second and Chuy got uncomfortable. 

“Alright. I’m gonna head out.” 

Clara frowned a little before perking up. “I’ve heard about a hunter in this area. Hope you’re doing okay and he hasn’t given you too many problems.”

Chuy faltered and shrank down when Reyes got brought up. Ghost wondered why he didn’t just have them get rid of the guy. It would be easier. 

“Well… yeah. He’s uh… Yeah…”

Clara noticed his hesitance and decided to drop it. 

They had a delightful conversation honestly. 

Price informed them all that the wedding would be that Friday. “Because of the goddess Freyja. May she bless our marriage.” He smiled, showing fangs. 

Rodolfo looked at the interviewer, clearly cringing. 

“That sounds wonderful.”

“May Clara stay here until then? We’re having the ceremony in the graveyard nearby.” Price took his hat off and held it to his chest in a pleading manner.

Collective groans occurred before they agreed. She could stay. 

Interviewer: The vampires think you’re after Price for his… uh…

Clara: His money? No. I’m rich enough actually.

Interviewer: No his… um… Dick?

Clara: It’s great, don’t get me wrong, but I’m not that artificial. I just want his heart. 

Interviewer: That’s sweet. 

Gaz put his hands on the table. “Before I ask this, I promise not to feed on anyone.”

Price nodded. “Okay.”

“Can I bring Alex?”

“That dog?” Price groaned. 

Alejandro started to look at face masks and Febreze. 

“Yes. He’s my boyfriend. You can’t tell me he’s not attractive.”

Soap nodded. “And really cool too.”

“See! And he doesn’t smell bad. He smells like cologne because he drowns himself in it before he comes here.”

“Maybe that’s the problem.”

Gaz sighed. “If he can’t come, I’m not coming.”

Price rubbed his temples. “Alright. He can come. Have him invite Laswell too.”

“At that point, why not invite the rest of the pack?” Alejandro pointed out, frowning. More out of confusion than anything else now. 

“Fair. Let’s just invite all of them. And Chuy. And Koenig if the lad can ever make it here. I heard he was coming to our area a while ago.” Price pointed out. 

Ghost hummed. “I’ll reach out to him through the ether later.”

“Fantastic idea!” Price clapped, looking very excited. “I’m getting married again!” 

Interviewer: So, why do you want to kill bigfoot so bad?

Reyes: Bigfoot took someone very dear to me. 

Interviewer: You want revenge?

Reyes: Yes. Bigfoot took… well. I shouldn’t say boyfriend. We were neighbors. Jesus. He was beautiful. He was kind. Rather generous but could set harsh boundaries if needed. I fell in love with him more every time we interacted. I watched that thing disappear from his home the same night he disappeared. 

Interviewer: And why a crossbow?

Reyes: Well, the majority of hunters use them. They’re quieter, easier to certain materials, and you can reuse arrows. Plus, a lot of creatures aren’t hurt by bullets and needed something sharp that will pierce them. 

Interviewer: Fascinating. Thank you so much. What else do you hunt?

Reyes: Well, normally I hunt and kill werewolves but since the night happened, bigfoot is all I have my eyes on. 

Interviewer: Understood. And where are your plans now?

Reyes: To break into the Scottish man’s home because I know he’s harboring monsters. 

Interviewer: How can you tell?

Reyes: Only someone who knows of monsters listens to advice from someone who’s a monster hunter. He didn’t take me seriously, so he wasn’t paranoid. 

Interviewer: That’s smart.

Reyes stayed true to his word. He caught them by surprise because the interviewer wasn’t going to interfere there. With his crossbow in hand, he aimed right at Chuy. Deer skull shining in the cryptic light of the room. 

“You bastard. I am finally getting my revenge against you.”

Chuy perked up when he came into the room. Not flinched or shrank or looked to leave. He leaned into Reyes’s aim. Soap thought he was an odd fellow. 

“Why?” Rodolfo interrupted his clearly well thought out speech. He was currently sewing and seemed a bit put off about being interrupted. Everyone else was around doing similar hobbies now that Price had stopped talking to them. Even Soap was just casually drawing. 

Reyes stumbled over it, caught off guard. “As I was about to explain.”

Clara snapped her fingers. There was no blast or light. Just a simple sound. 

Reyes swallowed thickly and shook his head. “Ah…. I was saying…” He paused again and this time frowned. His nose twitched and all the bravado left him. 

The man shook and shuddered, not fully reacting yet but clearly something… internal was happening. 

Chuy stood and rushed to grab Reyes who tried to get away from him. Soap prepared himself to watch Chuy rip the man to shreds but before Chuy could even lift his mask to uncover his mouth, Reyes shrank and contorted. His body twisted and curled, enough to drag ragged, pained groans before they transitioned into squeaks. The shirt in Chuy’s hands stayed solid but the rest dissolved and bubbled into the rest of him. And in his place stood. 

A rat. 

Well groomed and with fur as dark as Reyes’s hair. It looked soft. Almost cute. 

Chuy scooped him up immediately. “Enzo?”

The rats frantic movements to escape halted as it went still, looking at Chuy with wide rat eyes. 

Chuy slid the mask off, revealing his face to the rat who continued to stare.

“Mi corazón. I am so sorry. I was so bored with my old life, I never anticipated anyone noticing me being gone. Yes, I lived as your neighbor your years, but I never realized how you looked at me.”

Alejandro stopped playing the piano. The room was silent.

“I noticed you but you were human. I couldn’t… drag you into this world when it’s so unsafe.”

If Ghost put his hand on Soap, it wasn’t noticeable. 

“I live so long. I wanted to start new. Do something completely different. You were… new. So fun. Interesting. As you chased me, I will admit, I grew affectionate for you. Maybe that was my mistake, putting you in such danger.” Chuy gently pet the rat, watching it relax. “Mi corazón, can you understand me?”

No response. 

“That is okay. It’s best you still don’t know my affections. You should go home. Be human like you’re supposed to be.” 

Chuy gently held the rat. “My sweet Enzo.” He took a deep breath and held him out to Clara. “I appreciate what you did. But I’d like you to turn him back and erase his memories of me.” 

Clara frowned. “No.”

Chuy frowned. “What. No. You don’t get to say no, change him back.”

“I can’t. I’m not able to erase memories. Not the right kind of witch for that. If I make him human, he’ll probably kill us.”

“No, listen, I can talk to him then. Convince him to leave, he has a soft spot for me, It’ll be fine.”

Clara frowned and waved her hand, but nothing happened. “Sorry, out of juice. He’s stuck.”

Chuy stared at Enzo, the rat in his hands. 

“Look, luckily with his age, you have another few months!” She clapped happily. “Plus, well, he was only human. What’s the saying? Don’t worry about breaking them, they’ll die soon anyway? Or is it don’t worry about breaking them, they’re replaceable? You said it yourself, this world is dangerous for him. At least now, you can keep him safe in your pocket. Now, I’m going to go finish planning my wedding.”

Chuy stared at Reyes in his hands, clearly seething. He growled and Soap noticed how many teeth he had. 

“Do any of you know any other fucking witches?”

[zalrb]

PLL 2x08 Review - As Per Anon Request

"What, you think he bought it at the Blind Artists Craft Fair???" I love how often they bring up that Jenna is blind. That's her entire personality and purpose on this show. To be blind.

"Oh my God, is that Garret's car? Where's he going?" "To his parents, I guess." "Oh my God, he's going into Jenna's house." "He just walked in!" LIARS. You ALL have the same information as each other. You are ALL seeing the same thing. We are ALL seeing what you are seeing. Why are you ALL narrating every fucking thing?

"Can you walk any softer?" "Jenna can't hear us! She's BLIND." It's not even the obvious joke here for me, it's the fact that they can never not bring up that Jenna is blind.

Jenna does NOT look like a teenager, she should be on Wisteria Lane with the other housewives.

LET'S MAKE OUT BY THE WINDOW FOR THE CONVENIENCE OF THE PLOT.

Which makes no sense because how long is Toby and her parents going to be before coming back?

And why is Toby picking up their parents anyway? They did not protect him from Jenna and is he not emancipated?

"You used to live here, remember?" But you don't pay alimony.

Hanna, are you happy or irritated about this? Pick one.

Spencer's outfits hurt me.

At least Wren doesn't have serial killer or demon eyes.

"Wren, I have a boyfriend now." WREN, YOU ARE AN ADULT.

Caleb. Is not. Selling. Drugs. He isn't even stealing phones. At least Jeremy was a weed dealer.

"You know what, Hanna, no more lectures" Um excuse me, did you NOT spy on her and then come back for her? Who the HELL are you talking to?

"Kids do stupid things." SHE'S A KID, EZRA. SHE IS A KID.

Why do they keep making Ezra intentionally and subconsciously interested in the shit Jenna does? Like what's the long game there.

Is Emily going to faint or something? FROM ALL THE LIES?

No just an ulcer.

Emily is unbearable in this storyline.

"Aren't ulcers something old people get?" "Get that look off your face, you're going to freak her out." I need Hanna and Spencer in more scenes together. Alone. The showdown over Caleb must've been quasi-epic.

"An undercover cop in a car following him." "WHY?" Some of Troian's deliveries kill me.

This man is not acting like he's engaged.

Hanna getting hit by a car did not cause Emily stress. Spencer nearly being murdered did not cause Emily stress. A girl trying to drown her did not cause Emily stress. Lying about a scout sends her to the hospital. It would be different if they framed it like secret on top of secret on top of secret and her body couldn't take it but nah, Emily's just like, I CAN'T KEEP LYING TO MY PARENTS.

She can't drink coffee. Hanna *whispers* "Yeah. She's got a hole in her stomach." Amazing.

I love how hands-off these parents are. Where is your dad, Emily.

If A has been drugging Emily then she's finally been put in the same league as Hanna and Spencer when it comes to the torment she's gone through. If A simply doctored the lab results somehow, then meh.

I love how awful the music on this show is.

Piper is the only actor on this show, I swear.

My parents were way too dysfunctional for me to find the whole Piper moved out of the house thing relatable teen trauma but at least it's a thoroughline with some consequences and they didn't act like it never happened. Like Hanna being hit by a car and Spencer nearly being murdered.

"It belongs to Spencer's family." "I'm guessing so does most of Pennsylvania." THEN WHY ISN'T SPENCER RICH. She just acts like upper middle class.

omg did A leave a message in Emily's food??

(Yes).

"A IS TAKING US DOWN. ONE BY ONE. ARIA IS PROBABLY NEXT!" *Aria makes scared face* i do not know why but i burst out laughing.

I think because Aria looks at Emily like why am I in it??

This look is the most I've believed Emily

because that's a look like, I don't know what you bitches are talking about but I'm going to Texas.

ARIA. Did you not hear her say watch the door? Don't piss me off.

Why aren't you taking a picture of the document with your phone?

"There was dirt in her lungs." "What does that mean." "It means she was breathing in dirt." "I don't" "ARIA. Alison was buried alive." Spencer, must be so lonely as the smart one in the group.

And Hair just HAPPENS to call when she's with Predator #1.

Hanna spends a considerable amount of time with Caleb in this episode than other episodes and it still feels tacked on like with all of their love interests, it's really interesting and I think it's because in shows, the love interests are usually ingratiated into the central drama in some way so they're usually always around each other and PLL doesn't really do that, which is totally fine, keeping it on the Liars, I prefer that, but then they also do some wild shit for their love interests and I'm like why, you're never around them.

Oh nooooo a missing page! It holds the key to ... probably a physical key that leads to a box that has a case that has another key that leads to a hard drive that leads to a file that leads to ---

[depleti]

Happy Birthday! Been reading TMK for a while and really enjoying it, have you ever shared what inspired the story?

I'm not sure I have, actually, if only because it's not very interesting lol.

A long time ago, I used to play on a lot of rpg forums (where you would post your roleplay responses to each other) and back then there were a lot to pick from. I joined one that had an original fantasy setting and one of the cultures was inspired by the Vikings, which prompted me to do a bit of research. That board folded before I even played my character--which was actually a precursor to Coal--but I guess I found the Vikings in particular to be interesting enough to do more with.

More background and very early drawings below the cut!

This question prompted me to go looking for some of my earliest TMK drawings! Here's perhaps the first Coal drawings with a girl who would eventually become Hedda. For some reason she has a vaguely Asian outfit and I'm not sure why. Perhaps even then I was looking to emphasize the international reach of the Viking period.

Here's a page where Hedda starts to look like Hedda:

Now the very early story for TMK is quite different from how it ended up. Coal was always a kind of undead warrior, but how he died and came back has changed. Initially, Coal died defending a village from two demon-creatures (maybe dragons?), and killed one of the two demons. The surviving demon, who was the killed demon's brother, vowed revenge against Coal and intercepted him on his way to Valhalla/Sessrúmnir (Freyja's hall, looks like I never decided which).

This demon, named Fen, was the one who brought Coal back. He could also turn into a ship and control it and turn into a dragon with it (the oars became legs, the sail became wings, etc.). Coal came back with missing memories and had more of a blank personality.

Here's Fen in his demon form and a human form apparently:

For some reason that I never wrote down, various god items were included on this boat. It wasn't just items belonging to the big three (Odin, Thor, and Freyr) but also Freyja and Frigg and Tyr, etc. The idea was Coal needed to find their human counterpart owners in Midgard to do...something. I originally wanted to do nine items, because nine is a magic number, but after discussing with a friend (hi, Hannah!), I quickly realized that was too much work. Fen was scrapped but the idea of the living figurehead lives on in Rollo.

So the number of items changed to three four and Loki became the main cause of everything. I think I avoided using Loki before because I didn't want my version of him to be compared to Marvel's or whatever, but you can't really do a story involving the Norse gods without Loki in there somewhere. So I just bit the bullet and not only used him, but made him a main character. I think he's different enough to stand apart from most other depictions of him.

Here's me trying to figure out how TMK's Loki should look:

I realized early on he shouldn't look too refined, but also not as scruffy as the bottom drawings lol. I think when I realized he's not just "The Trickster" but also a father a lot of things fell into place. Also the feather cloak!

One of the hard things about working on webcomics is how long they take to make, but that can also be a kind of benefit. When I first started TMK I just wanted to make a fun fantasy adventure comic with a bold art style (it's probably no surprise to say Cartoon Saloon's Secret of Kells and subsequent films have been a huge inspiration to me), but as time has gone on and the world has shifted, it's turned into an exploration of toxic masculinity and its effects on the self and the world.

Anyway here's some other older drawings!

One of the first Ibrahims. His design was settled almost immediately.

Arne's design also came together pretty easily. I dunno what that old man at the top is for...

Anyway I hope you've enjoyed this lil jaunt down memory lane. Thank you for your question and birthday wishes and, of course, for reading the comic. <3

[la-appel-du-vide]

08•12•23 - Nashville, Beach Bach Day 2

Today's theme was "Shine Bright Like Her Diamond," meaning, wear sparkle! I had the hardest time with this outfit because so many of the things that I wanted were sold out. But I'm really happy with what I ended up doing! These rainbow horse shorts were super popular, and I got compliments all day long haha.

We got off to a bit of a slower start this morning, with breakfast at Proper Bagel. It's just a small bagel shop, and it got very crowded, but it was delicious! They had all kinds of specialty cream cheeses. I did strawberry shortcake, and Beach got blueberry pie. I ended up liking hers better, which is unusual for me, but they were all so good! We had to be on time to our next event, so we were getting ready to head back to the car. It was probably a five-minute walk to where we parked. When we walked outside, we realized that it was absolutely POURING rain. Like.... torrential downpour. But we had no choice. We had to brave the storm. We looked INSANE sprinting through the rain, and we were all soaked by the time we got back to the car anyway. Did not love that for us.

Our next stop was a rolled ice cream class! I was introduced to rolled ice cream in Thailand, and it's a fun take on my favorite treat. The class was very interactive and fun! We started out by practicing with just a plain chocolate. From there, we did a vanilla with one mix in - Oreo! The last one was fully customizable. I did chocolate ice cream, mixed with banana and Oreo, and topped with Oreo and whip cream. It was amazingggg, but it was fun to try multiple flavors along the way. My rolls looked better with each practice round.

From there, it was time to relax by getting facials! We did some basic Glow facials, with an added scalp massage. They gave me a weighted blanket, and it was so peaceful. I definitely fell asleep at one point because I was just in pure nirvana. I could have stayed in there all day, and it definitely made me crave a massage. And it was a bonus to get to take off my wet boots for a bit, to try and dry them out!

We had a little bit of time to kill afterward, so we stopped by the Wings mural in the Gulch for some photos, and then did a quick bit of shopping. We did not have as much time as we thought we did, because Kena gave me the wrong time for our next activity.... but we'll get to that.

We got back in the car and gave Beach her next song clue with "Boot Scoot Boogie." This is how I learned that Beach believed that the song said "Boon Scoon" hahaha, this girl. But she guessed line dancing pretty quick! We'd always mess with her and tell her she was wrong, just for fun. But yes, we had a line dancing class scheduled! We were planning to have time to put some make-up on again after our facials, but we pulled into the parking lot at 4, and then Kena realized that's when it started. So we had to hurry, and we were definitely 15 minutes late. That's ok, we still had a great time! We learned two new line dances, and had so much fun doing it. It's been so long since I've learned a new one, and so it was tricky, but we pulled it off. This was Beach's favorite part of day 2!

My feet were hurting by this point, and we all needed a second to reset, so we went back to the car. I got to take my shoes off for a bit, and put some make-up on, and then we got Beach to guess our next activity by playing The House That Built Me by Miranda Lambert. I can't believe we were able to get her to guess Miranda Lambert's Casa Rosa. (I had to provide MANY hints, but we did get there.) Miranda has a Mexican restaurant on Broadway, that is super pink and girly, and that's where we'd planned to have dinner! It just worked out that the song Kena happened to pick had the word "house" in it haha. They don't take reservations, but said they can usually get people in fairly quickly. Well... when I went up to get on the list, she told me to expect TWO HOURS. I was blown away. I knew we would not have time for that, but got on the list anyway in case it ended up being faster than that. We hung out on the rooftop bar while we waited, but after an hour, Kena and I decided that it was probably better to leave and find guaranteed food, because we were all hungry, but still had to be to the next activity. Kena thought we should ask them again where we were at on the list, and that was a good call, because they ended up mistaking us for a different group and told us we were close. So we waited, and then she realized she'd mistaken us for another group, but still let us in. AMAZING. I'm so glad too, because it was so cute in there and the food was great. I got a chicken burrito, and we had chips and salsa for the table of course. YUM.

We ended up having plenty of time to finish eating, and still get to our next activity on time - bowling at Pinewood Social! I’d seen Brandi and Noah go bowling here on Instagram in the past, so that’s where the idea came from. It’s a vintage feeling bowling alley, where all of the balls are the same pretty blue, there’s neon signs and cute old school decor, and the bowling score isn’t even automated hahah. You have to count the pins yourself, and use an iPad app to keep score. It was my first time bowling at a place like that, and it was very vibey. Beach won the first game, I won the second, and then we bowled a few more turns before our time is up. We had a fun time.

Beach was saying over and over how full she was from dinner, so I was concerned for our final activity of the evening. But we rally! We played her Ice Cream Freeze as her hint, so that was a little obvious hahah, but we were doing ice cream at Jeni’s Ice Cream! Another place I’ve heard Brandi rave about as being the best of the best ice cream, so we knew we had to try it. When we first typed it into the GPS, it showed a location less than a mile away, but it was showing a 45 minute drive time. Are you kidding. So we ended up going to one a few miles away, but we were able to get there in 10 minutes. I got a Gooey Buttercake flavor, which was amazing, and Kena and Beach both went with fruit sorbet flavors.

When we made it back to the Airbnb, we were exhausted and ready for bed, but we still had more to do. We had to take pictures in our sweatshirts, and with our bachelorette decor. Kena had set it up originally, but it fell down overnight. So we had to redo it all, even though it was so late. We had a cow print backdrop, with hot pink balloons spelling out “Last Hoe Down.” We also had disco ball and star balloons, and it really was a cute set-up. We were all a bit delirious, so the pictures are ridiculous, but we did it. And then fell into a comatose state immediately.

[australianb1tch]

weird but fucking beautiful || kent fisher x gn reader

a/n - im a very shitty writer so this is probably gonna be very bad but wtv. also this is not proofread at all, so I'm very sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes. depending on how motivated I am, I might make this a mini series based on taylor swift songs because why the heck not

summary - you went to the rave'n and fall in love with kent in a cataclysmic fated moment, almost like seeing snow on the beach

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Oh how you so hated crowds. The noise, the anxiety, everything made it so unbearable. Being in crowds just left you feeling overwhelmed. In classes you only focused on the teacher and work and not to anyone else. You couldn't even name on person apart from your teachers. When you weren't in classes, you spent most of your free time in your dorm studying or occupying with your new interest of the week.

Not many people had talked to you, Enid and Wednesday being the first and only people your age to make a conversation with you. She was the reason you were now standing outside hawte kewture with Wednesday complaining about the Rave’n and how she’d rather not buy a dress to something she doesn’t want to attend. Wednesday left the two of you standing outside before Enid dragged you by your arm inside the shop.

You browsed the store for what felt like hours, not finding anything that was your style, let alone white. Enid had picked about 5 dresses and was trying them on, showing you how they looked and asking your opinion on them. “Y/n, what do you think about this one?”

“It’s cute but it doesn’t seem like you. You need something pink.”

“YES!”

Enid ran over to the closest clothing rack and pulled a pink, fluffy dress off of it, running back to the changing room. She squealed loudly "I think this is the one!" Enid walked out and did a quick spin showing me the back of the dress. A wide smile was painted across her face. "We need to get you a dress now, come on!" 

You got tugged again but to a new part of the shop you hadn't seen before. Displayed in front of you was a bunch of dresses, suits, shirts and skirts, most of them being something you'd actually wear. Your face lit up at the sight of it and Enid grabbed many items of clothing for you to try on. Each time you changed, Enid asked to see what it looked like, your smile growing with each outfit. After 15 minutes, you picked the outfit along with a pair of shoes and jewellery. The two of you walked out the shop, happy after that successful shopping trip, going back to Nevermore and your seperate dorms.

The day of the Rave'n Enid came over to your dorm so you two could prepare for the upcoming night. Makeup was done, nails were painted, hair was finished and finally came the time to put on your outfit. Enid got changed first and was gleaming when she got out of the bathroom. "Quick, get changed! I want to see how you look!"

 You got changed without ruining your hair, makeup or clothes and slowly opened the door. Enid was bouncing, the suspense killing her. When the door opened she jumped off the bed and gave you a tight hug, showering you with compliments. 

"Come on, let's go, we're gonna be late!" You laughed as you ushered her out of the dorm.

You and Enid walked out into the quad when Lucas came rushing over. "Hey, how are you guys?"

"We're good," She answered for the both of us. "Let's go in now, shall we?"  We were greeted by Miss Thornhill at the entrance, then Principal Weems once we got inside. Fake fog started tying around our ankles, and blue lights were shining upon us. "I'm going to get drinks for us, I'll be right back," You said. Enid came over to help you with the drinks and while handing a drink to Lucas, spilled the yetitini all over his pants. You cringed and slowly walked away finding Wednesday standing near the door with Tyler. You walked over to her, and took her from Tyler as she seemed very tense.

"Since when did you want to come to the Rave'n? You literally complained for the past week about it?" You asked with a quizzical look on your face

"Thing dropped a note in the tip jar at the Weathervane."

You slowly nodded as you ushered yourself to the dance floor going to find Enid and Lucas when the room suddenly darkened. In your attempt to find them, your hand brushed against someone else's. The lights turned up as you were about to say sorry but you locked eyes with the most gorgeous guy you've ever laid eyes on. Blue eyes twinkling, long hair slicked back, his pink lips blurring out your periphery. He seemed to shimmer in the blue light. Time seemed to stop around you guys. You realised what was happening in that moment.His eyes widened like flying saucers from another planet. He felt the same way, but it didn't feel real, it felt like a dream. This cataclysmic feeling washed over you, and you felt almost as if you saw snow at the beach, it was weird and rare, but it was fucking beautiful. You wanted to speak but you were terrified to jinx it. You were pulled away by Enid as she saw you were in haze.

"Hey y/n, are you alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, I feel amazing.."

[risingwiththeheatabove]

A Little Honey - Chapter 3 - Strange Horizons

Pairing: Josh X Reader

Series list

Warnings for series: 18+, Alcoholism, toxic parents, domestic abuse, drug use, alcohol use, explicit sexual content, NSFW, smut, unprotected sex, fingering, oral, blood kink, praise kink, daddy kink, and probably so much more that I am forgetting

Word Count 5.2K

August 2021

From Josh

We have a show in Franklin this week. The guys and I would love to have you and Nora there. There will be a small after party that you are welcome to stay for. Just let me know and I can get you all set up with our security team.

To Josh

That sounds incredible! We will be there! What day is it on so we can both request off work?

From Josh

Oh I guess I forgot the date. Haha. It is on Thursday the 5th. I can not wait to see you.

To Josh

I will be thinking about it all week.

Nora and you were both able to switch shifts to get Thursday night off. Debbie even ended up giving you Friday off just in case you needed to recover from the festivities. Debbie had been trying to get you to go out ever since you started working for her. She was always concerned you were too much of a hermit. She was happy to hear you had plans with someone other than just Nora for once.

Thursday rolled around quickly. You and Nora decided to enjoy your morning off by getting breakfast at your favorite cafe. You sat out on the patio enjoying your iced coffee and smoothie bowls. As you walked back to your apartment, anxiety began to creep back in. Nora could tell you were not yourself.

“Hey can you help me pick my outfit for tonight?” She asked. You knew she did not need your help. She has probably had an outfit planned since you told her on Monday. Not to mention she was always the more fashionable of the two of you. You knew she was trying to help calm your nerves so you agreed you would help each other find something to wear.

Nora grabbed three options from her closet. They had already been displayed on the hangers. No doubt she had them ready for several days.

“Which one?” She asked as she lay them all on the bed.

“I like the pants and jacket from this one.” You said as you grabbed a pair of black pressed trousers and a royal blue velvet fitted blazer. You jumped up and grabbed a t-shirt out of your closet. It was a white Jimi Hendrix Tee that had a psychedelic colorful pattern on the front. “How about this shirt instead?”

“That is way cooler than what I had planned!” She laughed as she accepted the shirt. She quickly changed and modeled the outfit for you. “I may need to borrow some shoes to go with the cool girl aesthetic.”

“Docs or Chelsea boots?” You asked pulling both options from your closet.

“Surprise me!”

You toss her the Chelsea boots. She slips them on completing the look. You check the time. 12:50. You still had hours to kill before heading to the concert. You huff and throw your phone on the bed.

“Let’s find you an outfit then we can go grab some drinks before the show. A little liquid courage never hurt!” Nora suggested.

“That sounds really nice!” You agreed with a nervous laugh.

You ended up going with a black mini slip dress with lace detailing. It had a deliciously placed slit that came up the front of your thigh. Adding black sheer tights, and your favorite black docs. Playing with your jewelry you mixed some delicate gold and silver chains and rings. You decided to wear your hair down again, finishing the look with a light Smokey eye and blush. Nora finished her look with a textured bob, statement hoops, mascara and a nude pink lip.

You pick a bar not to far from the venue that had decent reviews. As you drive to the bar you pass the venue.

“Wow I didn’t know they were that popular!” Nora said, repeating exactly what you were thinking. People were camped out on the concrete with sleeping bags and chairs. You knew they had gained popularity through TikTok, but you hadn’t know to this extent.

You get to the bar, unsure of what your luck would be trying to find parking at the venue. You decide to park at the bar for the evening. You both take a fancy shot of Nora’s choice and order a cocktail each before closing out.

“I needed that!” You say hugging into Nora as you walk to the venue. The doors didn’t open for another hour but you Josh asked that you be there early. You find the side entrance as instructed. Here you are quickly meet with the head of security. They give you each a “Crew” pass and tell you to stay out of the way of the actual crew. You nod in agreement as they hastily rush you to the green room.

“The guys are in here, it opens from the inside unless you have a key so don’t get locked out.” Security states as he scans the key to pop the door open. You thank them as you walk into the room.

“Hey you made it!” Danny said walking up to Nora giving her a bear hug. You shoot her a quizzical look and note this interaction to discuss later.

“Can I get you ladies a drink?” Sam asks as he pulls you into a side hug. As always with a cocktail in hand.

“That depends on who the bartender is.” You say with a wink.

“It’s pretty hard to mess up a jack and coke!” He whines back.

“I am sure you could find a way!” You hear Jake’s voice enter from the door. Jita follows behind waving. You greet them both with a hug.

“Where is Josh?” slips passed your lips with out thinking.

“Don’t worry, he will be here soon.” Jita says with a big smile.

“One thing you will have to learn about Josh, well all of us really. Is that we are always late. If you want us to be on time, lie! Tells us that dinner will be at 4 if you want us there before 7.” Sammy explains.

Everyone laughs and Sam hands Nora and you each a questionable jack and coke. You sit and discuss what everyone has been up to. They are excited for the upcoming shows and eventual tour. You finish your drinks and get comfortable on the green room couch.

“Have you guys heard from Y/N?!” Josh questions in a very animated fashion while he barges through the door. He freezes for half of a second when he sees you. You could have sworn a slight blush came across his cheeks. “Why hello!” He says cheerfully with a big toothy grin. He opens his arms inviting you in for a hug. Standing from the couch you walk over and find yourself wrapped in a tight embrace. He smells divine. He is wearing a white jumpsuit with embroidered colorful feathers along his leg and chest. The whole suit is studded with silver rhinestones. An additional white, sheer tule jumpsuit is worn over the top with even more rhinestone embellishments. He looked ethereal, celestial even. A stark contrast with your dark feminine energy.

“You look absolutely amazing Josh.” You speak softly still wrapped in his arms.

“You are too sweet Honey.” He responds in a bashful tone. “Look at you!” He theatrically gestures to your outfit as you unwrap from one another. Now causing you to blush. “A true rocker goddess stands in front of me!”

“No body has complemented my outfit!” Sam chimes in. He does a quick spin and places his hands on his hips to pose.

“Cedric is about to start his set. Does anyone want to join me?” Hannah asks as she peaks her head through the door. The guys all insist on staying in the green room, so it leaves the four girls to go watch the opening acts. You find reserved seats on Jake’s side of the stage. The opening acts were fantastic and your company was even better. You enjoyed dancing and laughing with the girls. You all got along so easily. The sun had set and the warm Tennessee night encircled you. You began to feel the butterfly’s in your stomach as the boys were about to take the stage.

“I am going to go smoke before the guys come on. Does anyone care to partake?” Hannah asked as she took out a small joint.

“Oh hell yeah!” You respond.

“I will pass.” Nora didn’t smoke often but when she did it normally ended up in a state of panic.

“I will stay with Nora.” Jita said placing a hand on Nora’s shoulder.

Hannah finds you guys a spot back stage. You pass the joint back and forth while you talk.

“So… what’s up with you and Josh?” She says with a suspicious smile. You pause for a second not sure what to say. “Not that its any of my business.” She quickly adds when she sees you thinking on your response.

“I am not really sure if I am being honest. We text like friends, but when we see each other in person…”

“…It’s more than friendly.” She finishes your sentence shooting you a wink.

“Mainly harmless flirting. I am really not sure if he is interested. The guys all seem to be pretty flirty.” You shrug your shoulders slightly embarrassed for admitting you care if Josh is interested in you. You take the last hit and stomp out the stinger.

“Josh doesn’t text people. If he is texting you back, he is interested! Again its none of my business, but I think everyone can tell you guys have chemistry.”

You see the lights dim and soft intro music begins to play. You both run back to your seats giggling like high schoolers who just got away with smoking in the bathroom.

You grab Nora’s hand as you see the boys take the stage. You all scream cheers of excitement as you hear the opening notes of Heat Above. The whole show is magical. The boys are all elevated versions on themselves on stage. Jake makes cute nods to Jita through out the evening. Sam sends a few waves in Hannah’s direction. You stood there wishing you and Josh had what they did. Nora would squeeze your hand when she saw you going into your head. You would squeeze back as if to say thank you. Even though their newest album hadn’t been out long, you already knew all of the words. You sang along through out the entire show, to the extent you thought you might lose your voice. When they left the stage the first time Jita motioned for everyone to follow her. You all joined hands and ran back stage. The boys were exhausted grabbing a quick water and catching their breath before the encore. You got there just before they retook the stage. Josh’s eye caught you as he was running up the stairs. He blew you a quick kiss followed by his classic smile. Nora hugged you from behind in excitement for you. The girls lead you to side stage to watch the boys finish off the show. You stood there in absolute bliss. This night was entirely perfect.

You all waited backstage for the guys to come off stage. You were practically vibrating with joy as you saw sweaty Josh run down the stairs. He picked you up in a hug spinning you around as you both chuckle at the intimacy of the moment. He sets you down, placing his hands on your hips. Yours around the back of his neck. With your body’s still touching he pauses staring at your lips. You watch his as he bites his bottom lip gently. You make eye contact with him and a smile is plastered on his face. You can not help but smile back at him. He is glowing. His forehead meets yours and you feel every breath he takes.

“Honey, have you been smoking the devil’s lettuce?” He softly teases into your ear. You both continue to giggle in your embrace.

“Hey maybe you guys should do that further from the stage.” Danny yells playfully. “Unless you want an army of angry teenagers to find her!”

Josh grabs your hand and runs you back to the green room. He pours you both a drink while the rest of the group files in behind you.

“So what now?” Nora said as she entered the room with Danny.

“Now we PARTY!” Sam exclaimed.

“First we shower!” Jake said throwing a towel at his younger brother. Sam grabbed it sticking his tongue out at Jake.

“Us girls will stay here while the guys get cleaned up!” Jita explained.

“I won’t be gone long Honey.” Josh said placing a kiss on your cheek and handing you your drink.

“Hurry back Sugar.” You said while offering a short slap to his ass as he walked away. He jumped cheerfully as he left the room with the other guys.

You made your way to sit back on the couch next to Hannah and Jita. Nora was looking in the mirror fixing her hair.

“So…” You pause getting Nora’s attention. She looks at your reflection in the mirror but does not turn around. She knows what is coming. “You and Danny seem…”

“Y/N STOP! We are just the two single ones of the group! Do not turn this into something more!” Nora barks back.

“I am single! Josh is single!” You retort.

“You guys don’t look single!” Jita adds, shyly hiding her face in her drink immediately after speaking.

“Obviously I like Josh, but right now we are just friends!”

“…Friends with benefits?” Nora asks in a mischievous tone.

“The night is young…” You reply in a similar tone.

The whole room erupts into laughter. You were falling for Josh, hard and fast. Though you had only been friends for a few weeks it felt much longer. You connected so effortlessly. You spent most days texting about silly details of your day. He would recommend a movie for you to watch and you would recommend him a book. Your music taste was similar though his was much more in-depth. Occasionally exchanging flirtatious text that never amounted to anything. You were unsure where you stood with Josh. You knew you wanted him in your life at least as a friend. You could settle for friendship. But you longed for more.

“Jake just text me, they are heading to the van.” Jita said interrupting the conversation.

“Well ladies lets go!” Hannah said as her and Jita lead you both out of the room and towards the van.

As you approached the van you noticed all the guys had changed into there usual styles. Josh wore his classic white t-shirt, khaki pants and vans. His face slightly pink from the activities of the evening as well as the heat. He wrapped his hand around your waist and guided you into the van. You held his hand pulling him closer to you as you both sat down. His head rested on your shoulder. “Are you tired?” You asked as you softly ran a hand through his hair. He hummed turning into you. His nose brushing your neck.

“A little. It’s been so long time since we preformed. I am out of shape.” He said softly into you neck.

“You don’t look out of shape.” You coo back. He reaches over placing his hand on your upper thigh offering a light squeeze between him thumb and forefinger. You can not see it but you know you are both smiling. Josh melts into you for the short ride to the after party. The van stops and he lets out a slight sigh as he hears the door open. He lifts his head offering you another kiss on the cheek grabbing your hand once more to guide you out of the vehicle.

“Come on Hannah lets show Y/N the bar!” Sammy says. Hannah and Sam wrap one of their arms around each of yours and quickly sweep you away from Josh.

Josh offers an annoyed “HEY!?” As he slaps Sam on the back of the head.

You look back at him and mouth “Sorry.” Between the drinks and the weed consumed earlier in the evening you had a decent cross fade going. You knew you had to pace yourself to enjoy the remainder of the night. You ordered a water which Sam met with disappointment.

“Not everyone drinks as much as you Samuel!” Josh approached the bar placing a hand on the small of your back as he neared. You leaned into his touch. Nora and Jita joined the group at the bar.

“Did you guys have a good time?” Danny asked directing the question to Nora and yourself.

“You guys were fucking awesome! Best concert I have ever been to!” You respond a little too quickly. A slightly more sober you would have been embarrassed.

“It was really fun even if I didn’t know any of the songs!” Nora said comically.

“Y/N you knew every song! I was impressed! I don’t think I even have the new album memorized.” Hannah said light heartedly.

You felt Josh’s body tense as he removed his hand from your back.

“WAIT Y/N, You are a fan?!” Sam said flabbergasted, throwing his arms in the air.

“She is a huge fan!” Nora responded for you. She could see the embarrassment across your face. Josh pulled away further repositioning himself closer to Jake.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Jake asked.

“It just never came up.” You shrugged taking a sip of your drink to hide slightly. Your face must have been a vibrant pink.

Extremely aware of Josh’s sudden change in demeanor. Josh scuffed and walked away joining a group of what you gathered were mainly crew. Nora shot you a confused look, one in which you returned.

“If you guys will excuse me…” You say softly breaking the group to look for the bathroom. Nora follows noticing your changing mood.

“Are you good?” She asks as you enter the bathroom.

“Did you notice Josh? How he changed back at the bar?” You say with slight panic in your voice.

“Hey, what happened?”

“I have no clue Nora! All of the sudden things felt different.” You were trying to focus on your breathing to stay calm but you could tell something switched in him.

“Hey, Hey. Stay with me. You are probably just over thinking things. It’s fucking Chris’s fault. You always had to be so aware and on edge around him. But you don’t have to do that with Josh. He is a good guy Y/N. Don’t get in your head.” Nora rubbed your shoulders as she talked you down.

“You are probably right. It’s probably nothing.” You said not fully believing what you were saying.

You both rejoined the group, Josh was still away talking with the crew. Everyone else seemed like themselves. You figured Nora was right and continued to enjoy your time with them. You all danced and laughed and celebrated the world slowly starting to open back up. Several hours passed with not even a glance from Josh. As the festivities died down you were extremely intoxicated. You did not pace your self well but instead decided to try and keep up with Sammy. Bad idea. Nora the only sober one of the group carried you back to the van when it was time to go. You spent the entirety of the van ride telling the group how much you loved them and how lucky you felt to call them friends. Everyone reciprocated the sentiments. Everyone expect Josh. He didn’t say a word. The van returned you to the venue and drove off. Josh slipped away to quickly for anyone to know where he was heading. Sam and Hannah said their goodbyes heading back to their hotel. Leaving just Nora, Danny, Jita, Jake and yourself.

“Shit!” Nora said as she searched her purse for the keys.

“What’s wrong?” Danny asked coming to her aid.

“Oh nothing I just forgot we walked here from the bar. She won’t be able to walk back like that so I will have to get the truck and come back for her.” Nora explained.

“That’s fine, I will set her up in the green room and she will be taken care of until we get back. I will walk with you. You do not need to be walking alone this late at night.” Danny said as he got Jita to help take care of you.

“I will be back for her shortly. Thank you guys!” Nora said as her and Danny made their way toward the bar.

“Alright Y/N lets get you some water and a place to lay down!” Jita said as she and Jake helped walk you back towards the green room. Cursing yourself for drinking too much you repeatedly thanked them for helping you.

“What are friends for?” Jake said sweetly.

You entered the green room unaware Josh was sitting across the room fiddling with a few of his things. They sat you down on the couch and gave you a bottle of water. Jita sat next to you while Jake joined his brother. You closed your eyes and layed on your side. You were in and out of sleep, but you caught bits of the room’s conversation.

“I think she had a little too much fun.” Jake said jokely tapping his brother on the back.

“Why is she still here?” Josh spit back at him.

You wanted to spring up and leave but your body began drifting back to sleep.

“What is your fucking problem?” Jake questioned Josh, waking you once more.

“Shut up guys she is awake!” Jita whispered harshly.

You fell back to sleep. The next time you woke up you could have sworn you were alone. You sat up reaching for your water that had long since fallen off of the couch. You stood up but betrayed by your legs, resembling that of a new born deer. You huffed falling defeated back into the couch.

“Where you ever going to tell me you are a fan?” Josh asked softly from across the room. Causing you to jump slightly and your breath to catch in your chest.

“Shit you scared me.” You said with a hand on your chest trying to steady your breathing. “Um yeah, I guess eventually. It just never felt like the right time.” You manage to stumble though your words.

“So you were just going to lie to me until then?”

“What? I never lied to you Josh! Nobody ever asked me!” Your face was starting to grow red with anger. “Why the fuck does it mater so much to you?”

“I don’t get involved with fans Y/N.” He said sharply unable to look you in the eyes.

“Is that really what all of this…” you said throwing your hands around frantically. “… is about?!”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

“Then fucking enlighten me Josh!” You yell back.

He stepped towards you and opens his mouth to speak. Just then the door opens. Nora and Danny walk in with concerned faces. Surely they heard you.

“Lets fucking go Nora!” You barked as you stood up too quickly. She caught you on one side and Danny on the other.

“Is everything okay?” She asked in a hushed tone. Your eyes began to well up so you hid your face. That was answer enough.

“I can take her from here Danny.” Nora said.

“I will help you get her out to the truck.” Danny insisted. Nora realized she would probably need the help given your essentially non functioning lower extremities.

They carry you out to the truck. You try to hide your now flowing tears with your hair. Setting you inside and buckling you in. Danny pats you on your head gently and closes the truck door.

“What the hell did we walk into?” Danny asked Nora.

“I have no clue but I will talk to her if you talk to Josh?”

“Deal.” Danny said hugging her goodbye.

Nora started the truck reaching over to hold your hand. You turned your head away and closed your eyes. She placed a kiss to the top of your hand to comfort you before pulling out of the venue driveway.

The ride home was silent besides your occasional sniffle. Nora didn’t ask questions. She knew you were in no state to talk. She was hoping the situation in the green room could be blamed on too much alcohol consumption. She helped you into your apartment and slipped off your boots. Before she could get you into pajamas you were already asleep on your bed. She threw a blanket over you and set a glass of water on your nightstand. She slept in your bed as well to keep an eye on you.

You woke up to sound of the front door opening.

“Coffee delivery!” Nora yelled as she entered the kitchen with a tray of drinks and greasy breakfast food from your favorite diner.

You fell to you feet adjusting your dress and removing the hair from your mouth. You looked in the mirror and shuddered at the sight. Your once smokey eye was now resembling that of the grudge. Mascara tears stained your face and your hair looked like a nest belonging to a forest creature. Throwing your hair up into a clip you meet Nora in the kitchen.

“You are my savior Nora!” You say grabbing a coffee and a greasy brown bag of deliciousness. Taking a seat at your small table she follows closely behind.

“I like your new look.” She said flashing you a smile. “Very heartbreak chic!”

You knew you would have to tell her about the conversation you shared with Josh.

“There is no getting out of this one, is there?” You ask as you lay your forehead into your hands.

“I am afraid not.” She said placing a fry into her mouth.

“I really don’t even know where to start!” Still hiding your head.

“Well clearly he changed at the bar. Which I have to apologize for gas lighting you!” Nora said offering you a consoling hand. You reach out grab her hand in yours.

“You did nothing wrong! You were just trying to help me.” You tried to reassure her. “It was like once he found out I was a fan, he completely detached from me. Physically and emotionally.”

“What did he say in the green room?” She asked.

You retold the conversation the best you could remember.

“Who the fuck does he think he is? Stringing you along like that! We are absolutely not going to their show tonight!” Nora said in a fit of rage.

“What do you mean their show tonight?”

“Josh didn’t tell you? They are preforming there again tonight. Danny told me. He said Josh was supposed to invite you?” Nora said puzzled by your shock. “But of course he didn’t say anything because he is an asshole! I am texting Danny right now to tell him we will not be there!” Nora grabbed her phone typing so fast her finger could have caught fire.

“ Nora you can still go if you want. I will be okay. I need to rest for work tomorrow anyway.”

“Are you kidding me? I am not leaving you alone right now! We are going to eat shitty food, watch shitty movies and pretend that those boys do not exist!” She grabbed your hand with hers and pushed a stray hair behind your ear with her other hand. “You should also probably take a shower.” She said giggling at your appearance.

“A bath sounds really nice actually!” You respond.

“Its settled! You will get cleaned up and we can have a girls day! We could even do face masks! Oh and I can paint your nails!” She smiles rather happy with her plans. You agree to entertain her agenda for the day. Finishing up your meal you head to the tub. Lighting a candle and putting on your favorite Fleetwood Mac album you settle into the warm water. You instantly start to feel better.

“Fuck him.” You think as you sink deeper into the water. You were hurt but he was never yours to have. There was no promise or agreement between you two. Your life will go back to how it was before meeting him. You loved your life before him. But the familiar sting of heartbreak still hung around.

You put on your favorite pair of cozy pajamas and slippers. You joined Nora in the living room. She had an array of snacks and drinks layed out on the coffee table. She had already started watching your favorite show, The Office. It was your also on your favorite episode. The one where Dwight sets off the fire alarm in the building to teach fire safety. You sit next to her and giggle at the goofy antics on the screen.

“Face mask time! Also I only own pink or blue nail polish so you will have to pick the lesser of the two evils!” She joked knowing you never had color on your nails. She sat there pampering you while the show continued to play.

“I am sorry we didn’t get the chance to do this when we were kids Nora.” You said. The moment brought up feelings of melancholy. You always wondered what it would have been like to share your childhood with your sister.

“We get to do it now!” She chimed back. “You have nothing to be sorry for. You rescued me and gave me all of this!” Gesturing to your small apartment.

The afternoon turned into evening and you both began to feel sleep creeping in. You insisted on cleaning up as she went to bed. She obliged and headed into her room.

Just as she shut her door you heard your text tone go off in your room. Nora sprang from her bedroom door before you could even process the sound. She ran to your phone.

“If this is Josh I am going to give him a piece of my mind!” Nora said unlocking your screen.

From Josh

Can we talk?

“No you can not fucking talk to her you fucking douche cannon!” Nora yelled to no one.

“Nora please do not respond!” You pleaded. She huffed handing you your phone to see the text. Checking the time you take a mental note that he should be getting on stage soon.

“What are you going to say?” Nora said trying to calm her rage.

“Nothing. He is about to go on stage anyways.” You were not about to be left on read for hours. Nora throws up a questioning eyebrow. “Seriously I am not responding.” You throw your hands up defensively. “I will even leave my phone in the kitchen for the night.” You do as you as say heading to bed and Nora doing the same.

“Can we fucking talk?” You think to yourself. Nora is right. Who does he think he is?

[phantom-of-the-501st]

Season 2 Episode 5 Thoughts

Spoilers for TBB Season 2

Phee!!!

I'm glad we're getting to see more of her character.

Wrecker taking Omega out on scrap hunting missions is adorable. 🥰

Tech looking at what Omega brought and being like "this is useless". 😭

Hunter, Tech and Echo in their civilian clothing! Happy to see the outfits changing up a bit more frequently this season. At least they're getting chances to relax.

Hunter and Echo are so the parents. 😭

They way they are constantly looking at each other like "🙄 oh well, should probably tag along and make sure they don't get killed". 🤣 (Edit: added "don't" in because I missed it out. Oops. 😭)

"To what?"

I swear, the more I watch this, the more I realise how much like Echo I am. 😭

Wanted Gonky, got Mel.

And while we're on the topic, R.I.P, Mel. ☹️

Although the moment they left her outside I felt like something was going to happen to her. And I was right.

Ngl, I think this has been my least favourite episode so far. It wouldn't say it was bad, I just wasn't as invested as other eps. 😕

The Batch feel very much like side characters in their own story this episode and I don't love it.

But I am happy that we got more Phee!

And Omega getting excited over treasure hunting is adorable. 🥰

Them getting split up was... kinda pointless. 🙁

Oh no, they were split up! What's going to happen?!

Nothing. The other three just walk around the side with practically no issue whatsoever, so... yeah.

Although Hunter, mate. If you could stop falling off of things that would be great. 🤨😂

Hopping back to an earlier scene, Hunter running over to check on Wrecker after Phee pushed him out the way was sweet.

So that's what the giant metal thing was.

Was hoping it would have more of a role this season, ngl.

Looked cool but was kinda underused.

Legitimately thought the Maruader was a goner though. 😥

I thought this episode was gonna be a 2 parter with the amount of stuff happening in the last few minutes. I guess the ending felt a little sudden but the episodes are short, so that's bound to happen.

Hunter is so exasperated, omg. 🤣

I DID NOT SIGN UP TO SEE ECHO KNOCKED OUT THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

Poor Wrecker took a bit of a beating as well. 😭

Wrecker throwing the monster thing out the window! 😭🤣

I know loads of people were calling the last episode pointless and filler, but I actually feel like this episode was less relevant.

Probably gonna need to sit on it a bit and pick it apart to see where it really starts to tie in to the main story.

Oh, and we got to see a little hint of Hunter's enhancement coming through! Liked that little touch. 🥰

Was really excited to see Echo again and he was there! But he was very much giving S1 Echo.

And by that, I mean he was there but he wasn't really doing anything. 😕

Echo and Hunter feel particularly grumpy atm, though. Something to do with the nugget delivery? Something to do with finding out what the others had been up to last episode? Tensions causing problems? 🤔

That's what I'm more interested in. The changing character dynamics in the Batch. We seem to have put that on the back burner atm.

Isn't always a bad thing (look at last ep for example) but I hope we go back to exploring the conflict soon.

Turns out I was wrong about the Tech and Omega stuck in a cave thing. Wonder when that is going to turn up. 🤔

Overall thoughts about this episode is that it was alright. I didn't dislike it, but it just didn't click with me the same way every other episode has.

Seeing more Phee was great, but the Batch felt like side characters in their own story, which I don't always love. Omega had a little bit of time to shine, though, which I appreciate.

Little bit annoyed by the lack of decent Echo content this episode. Was hoping with him being gone for 2 eps he'd have more time this episode and he didn't. He was just kinda there. But hopefully we'll get more of him next ep. We know that he's with Omega and Gungi at some point and I feel like it would make sense for that to come up soon.

We did get some Hunter content, though! Very much giving off tired parent vibes. But he's letting Omega do her thing and I love that. 🥰

But yeah, overall I thought it was fine. Not desperate to rewatch it like I was with the other eps but I'll definitely sit on it. Hopefully, if I mull on it and go back over the ep I'll get more into it.

Once again hoping for more Echo content soon. ☹️

Also, where is Gonky at???

Edit: Thanks @eriexplosion for pointing out the missing word! "Make sure they get killed". Ffs, how did I miss that? 😭🤣

[dragonsareourfuture]

Ways the Death Note Cast Show They Trust You

I lost some inspiration towards the middle there, I’m sorry!!

L

- he will always have Watari make extra servings of food just for you. It’s a bit startling at first. So suddenly there’s just food in front of you that you think is for L, but when you push it towards him, he pushes it right back to you.

“You don’t want it?” He’d ask, leaving you confused until you finally put the pieces together.

“Oh, I…I guess I didn’t realize it was for me. My bad.” You begin eating. “Thank you.”

L simply hums and continues with whatever he was just up to.

- You know that thing cats do where they’re sitting perfectly still, eyes closed, guard slightly down, but still not quite asleep? I can picture L doing something like this during any moment of downtime he gets. Just sitting, scrunched up in his chair or wherever he happens to be, eyes closed but the cogs in his brain are still turning. You notice him doing this when it is only you and him in the room, simply thinking it’s because of the moment of rare solitude. Little do you know, it’s because he trusts that you won’t hurt him or let anything bad happen to him.

- L is a person who prefers to be in charge of his own life. He likes knowing what’s going on around him at all times and when things are out of his hands he can’t help but feel uncomfortable. However, with a person he’s developed a close relationship with and knows he can trust with everything he has, L will feel more comfortable leaving decisions up to them. You’ll have to start small though, like being the one to plan a surprise date. He might feel a bit uncomfy at the beginning, shifting around and possibly even insisting he sit so that he can see the exits clearly, but he eases into it eventually. Soon you both find yourselves joking around in the odd way that you do and gorging on cake and ice cream.

Mello

- being vulnerable is something Mello isn’t too keen on. He already feels vulnerable most of the time and would kick himself if he let that show through his actions. If Mello truly trusts you, he will feel as though he can be vulnerable around you without any judgement on your end. Small acts that show vulnerability such as asking you to help him with something he can’t quite handle on his own — even if it’s something as simple as not being able to reach something off a shelf or being unsure about how to fix something. Eventually, he’ll work his way up to the bigger stuff like being physically wounded in front of you or having a mental block.

- Sharing his clothes with you or letting you pick his outfit for him. Now, it sounds like he’s just being a little diva and that’s only partially true. But his clothes are important to him, they’re a factor that sets him aside from his plain-dressing rival and in his eyes they make him more interesting than him, visually at least. He’s happy to dress you up, and it is true that he has to have a close relationship with you to want to do so, but you should be especially proud if he lets you alter his appearance in any way.

- He likes to believe that he’s had his goals set out from the beginning. Surpass Near, become the next L, and go on from there. What he pushes to the back of his brain are the moments he’s been studying and he’s asked himself ‘What if I went down a different path?’. He quickly pushes these thoughts away, but they keep coming back. What would life be like if this wasn’t an option for him? What if he were a writer? What if he lived in the city with people he loves and went to the movies every Friday? Unwillingly, he has a whole list of possibilities. If he truly trusts you, he’ll share every single one with you. Whether it’s dropping hints or confessing them one by one late at night, he can’t help but feel that they’re safe with you.

Misa

- it seems a bit surface level, but it’s true — Misa will talk down on Light in front of you if she trusts you. But it’s not straight away. She had developed a lot of courage to actually break up with him, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t still doubt her decision to do so. It’s only when she finds out from you how loved ones are supposed to treat each other — with kindness and respect — that she feels her decision to ditch Light was the entirely right one. Slowly, she’ll start to admit to you all the things she hated about Light, starting with some of his mannerisms and building up to something like how he forced her to leave the entertainment business.

- Misa is…dramatic. She likes to go above and beyond for someone she’s infatuated with and make sure they’re the happiest they can be. If she trusts you enough to develop this kind of infatuation and, with some development, less of an obsession and more of a strong, bonding love, you will be doted on to the point where it’s almost ridiculous. You could be at home during one of her work days and you’ll get a delivery of lunch from your favorite takeout place because Misa was ‘thinking of you <3’, as she explains when you text her asking why food randomly showed up at your place. It’s rather sweet.

- Misa’s a pretty talkative person in general, that’s a well known fact. She’ll talk about clothes, a cute birdie she saw on her way home, really anything that comes to mind. But, she’ll do that with about anyone who’ll listen. It’s gradual, so it’s hard to notice, but if Misa grows to trust you she’ll start talking about some of the more serious things that have been on her mind for a while, those things that she thought would scare off anyone she liked because of how personal they are to her. Her family before they died, for example. It’s something that Misa thinks about. So much. But she doesn’t really talk about it. She wants to forget, put the past behind her but because she’s never talked about it with anyone it’s hard to do that. She’ll talk about her family to you, the little things her sister used to do and some things her parents did that she misses.

Matsuda

- Matsuda often begins to idolize those who he thinks are trustworthy and have a good heart. He starts to tell you how much he loves when you do x and that he wishes he could perform as well as you in that area. In a sense, he trusts you with his vulnerability, letting you know that he thinks of himself as less than satisfactory and how he wishes he could do better, only he channels it by pointing out good things about you. If…that makes sense.

- This sounds dire, but he’ll risk his life for the people he completely, without a doubt trusts. He was willing to do so with Chief Yagami, someone he saw as a father figure, and he would certainly be willing to do so with you, someone who he feels he has a deep emotional connection to. Whether you’re in a situation where he would need to or he’s just saying that he would, he means it.

- Matsuda trusts you to not make fun of him when he overshares or talks too much or anything his coworkers brush him off for. He feels that he can talk about things he finds funny and talk about his life without worrying about what you think of him when he does.

Matt

- he would drop everything to help you. Whether that’s dropping his game to help you kill a bug or leaving his duties behind to help you out of a life or death situation. Whichever scenario you happen to find yourself in he’s there no matter what.

- He’ll invite you into his personal life. I know this is kind of a given but Matt had the chance to become the next L. He had the chance to become something “great” and he said “ummm rather not” to it because it wasn’t something he wanted. If he shares this information with you, he trusts you not to leave him for something better when you discover the status he could have had and refused. He trusts you to appreciate him because of him and not the intelligence everyone but him cherishes.

- He leaves you alone around important technology and software he’s hacked. Unfortunately for him, betrayal comes with the business he’s got himself into and, if Matt really trusts you on both a professional and emotional level, he won’t have a problem worrying about whether or not you’ll take advantage of his coffee break to gather information for some other organization or something. He will literally just go “mkay babe I gotta go fuel up on caffeine real quick, you’re good watching the hacked government database right? Cool cya.”

Near

- Near trusts you to take him to public places. Sounds simple, yeah. But Near has never liked crowds, or even just too many strangers in a wide open place. It’s strange to everyone observing how one day he decides he needs a new toy, his old one having broken due to old age, and asks you to take him to the toy store. He’s questioned, people wondering why he wouldn’t rather you just go alone but Near insists. Apparently the toy that broke is special addition and he wants to make sure you get the right one. He stays close to you the whole way, not really saying much, but he’s there and that’s a big step for him.

- He helps you out with puzzles. Basically cheats for you. When he’s eyeing one specific empty slot, coughing lightly to get your attention, just know that he’s not helping you because he thinks you need it. Quite the opposite actually. With anyone else, he believes that they should be able to solve it on their own. He thinks that if they can’t, then that’s their fault. But with you…it’s as if he trusts that you’re intelligent enough without the puzzle being an indicator of that intelligence, so much so that he thinks the puzzle itself is obsolete when it comes to you. He doesn’t need a puzzle to know how smart you are.

- He’ll eat the foods you make him. Near’s picky eater-ness is above that of a child who only eats chicken tenders and pizza. He doesn’t eat that many people’s food because he knows it’s probably not he way he likes it. But with you, he trusts that you respect his eating habits and know him well enough to get it right the first time. Though he does check the food out for a bit, he’ll eat it. Sometimes all of it. Fuckin astonishing to Rester who had attempted many times to heat up microwave dinners for the guy.

[cheesus-doodles]

Going to the Beach with the Platonic Yandere Toman Boys HCs

yep i was thinking about that episode and how would they deal if they decided to bring their bestfriend along blessed 🙏🙏🙏 i love my toman boys so much they deserve to be happy

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Link to A Friend In Me

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tw: afab reader, yandere, mild mentions of violence

you've been talking about how the summer holidays were almost here, right after the most important exam of the year of course

asking them if they had any plans, how were they going to spend their summer holidays

most of the boys just mumble something incoherent back - of course they were each planning how to occupy the highest amount of your time themselves

most likely just waiting to see what your plans were before they make any decisions themselves

you are too distracted to notice, and just nod and assume that they know what they were talking about

when you brought up that you were thinking of taking a trip to the beach, and that some of your classmates had invited you to go with them

it was the excitement in your voice that catch the boys off guard probs

immediately the group was like - no way in hell that you were going alone or with someone else

so instead they planned their own little beach trip to a different beach - gotta make sure there’s no in chance in hell that they accidentally meet up with some you know and you try to run off with them 

the plan is to ride their motorbikes up along the coast on a daytrip and then make sure you're home safe and sound by nightfall

some weren’t too excited about it tbh - they rather just laze about the city or do something where your attention wouldn’t be off them

but then you were extremely excited about the plan when they invited you along - as expected, since they were your friends

going on and on about how its been ages 

and promised that you would handle lunch and snacks 

any last resistance to the beach trip faded at that - none of the boys are strong enough to say no to your legendary cooking

why not come have fun with them instead of hanging out with utter strangers amiright?

logistics like who would bring umbrellas, sunscreen and mats were split between the boys - and you bet that everyone double checked that they brought their agreed items - they wouldn’t want to see you sad, right?

you take turns sitting passenger on every bike

the time and the location that you would switch places were also all agreed beforehand - who do you think they are? 

they just told you that there was going to be plenty of “rest stops” so that they could “stretch their legs” and make sure you “don’t get hurt” riding too long on any single bike

of course all six of them waited outside the changing room for you while you were inside

they had to keep you safe, make sure no one tries to sneak in for a peak

you turning up in any form of swimsuit was something that somehow never crossed any of the minds of the 5 boys?

even Kazutora and Pah-chin, who were there almost completely to look at girls in bikinis, was blindsided

so when you emerged from the changing room in a cute two piece swimsuit, the boys are stunned

and utterly horrified

except Mitsuya, who you went shopping with and helped you picked out your swimsuit

man’s got good taste

you high-five him, but everyone else just gave him a death glare - he’s going to pay later

you 100% burst out laughing when they sputtered and asked you what you were wearing

try to insist that you cover up or at least where a shirt over - they don’t want you to attract someone else’s attention - you laugh and wave them off

like were they expecting you to wear your normal outfit to the beach?? 🤡

but you were going to attract attention with that skimpy ass swimsuit

even if you wore a two piece grandma swimsuit they would probably still be horrified tbh

instead you offer to put sunscreen on them and that instantly drew their thoughts away from Mitsuya and how they’re going to kill him

although they grumbled about it being not a thing that delinquents do ya know, everyone still lined up for their turn 🤡🤡

who would say no to your attention at this point - they’re all whipped for you

after the sunscreen, everyone is off doing their own thing - be it racing in the water, looking at girls, or just relaxing by the beach

the group is glad when you choose to sit with Mikey, Mitsuya, Pah-chin and Kazutora under the shade of one of the umbrellas and just relax

Mikey and Kazutora definitely tried to bury you in the sand at some point in time when you fall asleep in the heat

Baji and Draken probably stops the other two in time for them to not have to dig you out too much when they invite you to a game of volleyball with them

insists that they just need one more player on their team and each take one arm to pull you (gently) to the court - but Baji and Draken crushes your opponents with ease

the two of them are monsters tbh and with their height, no one else is a match

makes sure that you can get in a few good hits so that you have fun too

you’re giggling by the end of the match - you know they didn’t need you there but made sure you still had fun - you were just happy to have been involved

quickly get whisked away by Kazutora and Mitsuya who decided that had enough of sitting around - they want to go swimming and play in the water

you agree of course - and off the three of you went

what you don’t know is that Draken had spotted the other team ogling you during the game, and the rest of the boys had some shit to settle 

swimming started out as one of those bad ideas - you were wet, your swimsuit was wet, and there were other guys looking

brightside - you got tired very quickly, and they managed to convince you to wrap a towel around yourself

and best thing - you wanted to go change out before having lunch

win-win-win

Mikey and Baji went with you to the changing room this time while the rest settled the score

always at least one of the boys with you no matter what you are doing and where ever you were

tbh they would love it best if you would just listen to them earlier and put on more clothes, but they know its not your fault

you shouldn’t have to deal with all this attention

its obviously the other people giving you the attention that has to be dealt with

any guys that approached you to talk to you would be dragged away later and beaten up

any guys that stared more than 2 seconds would be dragged away later and beaten up

honestly any guy that your 6 friends thought was a threat to their friendship would be shoved out of sight, beaten to a pulp and then forced to leave

you never find out about any of this, they always make sure at least one of them is free and distracting you

lunch is amazing as usual, and honestly today you’re just spoiling them

went all out for the food - on top of their usual bentos, you prepared some of their favourite snacks as well 

stuff they usually bought at carnivals and fairs were painstakingly recreated and beautifully packed into smaller lunch boxes

the group prepared enough mats for the seven of you to be able to eat in a cirlce - Draken and Baji sat directly opposite where you sat since they were best able to block your view from others

Pah-chin and you went off to buy drinks for the rest

everyone was groggy after your lunch feast, so yall decided to just laze about

you spoiled everyone with even more attention - thanking them for bringing you out and planning such a fun day for you

by the time evening rolled around, yall had already packed up and were leaving the beach

a bit of delay since Baji had one last guy to beat up behind the changing rooms before yall could go

sent you back safe and sound to your house, and helped you to bring in the lunch boxes

everyone agreed that this was the last time they would bring you to the beach

but individually, every individual in the group is already thinking how to sneak you on a private outing to the beach

[the-bau-quinjet]

I've Always Loved the Rain

Summary: Request! Y/N can manipulate the weather, but sometimes her emotions get the best of her. What happens when Bucky brings his girlfriend to Tony's garden party?

Warnings: nothing except some angst!

Word Count: 2086

a/n: I really did have fun writing this! Thank you for sending it my way :)

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"Are you ever going to tell him?" Wanda's thoughts appeared in your head causing your head to snap in her direction. "You've been staring at him for the past ten minutes."

"Actually, it's only been 8 minutes. And, no. I do not plan to ever tell him because that would be wildly embarrassing, and he would hate me forever." Your own thoughts were easily heard by the witch.

Before she could try to convince you, you got up and left the living room. You and Bucky have been friends since you joined the team. Everyone, barring Bucky, has told you how you must be special because Bucky has never trusted anyone as quickly as he started trusting you.

There may have even been a point where you thought he could've possibly returned your feelings, but that was before he started dating Perrie.

"Y/N, you can't keep running away from me." Wanda called out as she approached your room.

"I'm not running. I just have get ready for Tony's party." You rolled your eyes. You've never been one for parties, but you'd rather just go than have to deal with Tony complaining about you missing it.

"Oh, you mean the party Perrie is going to?" Wanda questioned from your doorway.

"Shut up! Someone could hear you." You quickly pulled her into the room, glancing down the hall before closing the door. "I don't care that she's coming. It's fine."

"I know you're pouting, even if you refuse to look at me." Wanda obviously saw right through your bullshit.

"Wan, he's my friend. I just want him to be happy, and if Perrie makes him happy then so be it." You resigned yourself to having to watch Bucky and Perrie together. "Just, promise me you won't say anything."

You nearly begged her, knowing she didn't agree with your method of bottling everything up.

"You're my friend. I want you to be happy too." She tried to avoid your request.

"Wanda, please." You nearly had tears in your eyes. You couldn't make it through this party if Bucky knew about your feelings. "I can't think about it. Tony will kill me if I ruin his perfect weather."

You joined the Avengers after Steve and Nat found you during one of their missions. You saw the two of them trying to sneak into a hydra base, but they had no way of approaching without being spotted.

In a moment of bravery, or stupidity really it could've gone either way, you ran up to them and offered to help. You managed to create enough of a storm that they could get inside without being noticed.

When they came back out, they offered for you to join them figuring someone who could manipulate the weather would be a good teammate to have.

"Oh, Y/N." She pulled you into a hug in an effort to comfort you. "I won't bring it up, I promise." She squeezed you tightly before letting go. "Now, let's pick out an outfit that'll have Barnes regretting not asking you out."

You shook your head at her playful laugh, but agreed with her nonetheless. If this is what it took for her to stay quiet, you'd do it.

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The sun was still high in the sky when you made it out to join the party. Summer nights always seemed to last forever, the sun not fully setting until nearly 9.

A few clouds dusted the sky, but Tony really did have the perfect weather for his garden party.

You looked around, trying to locate a familiar face. Finally spotting Nat and Wanda, you made your way through the gardens to greet them.

"Y/N, you look incredible!" Nat cheered as you approached.

Wanda convinced you to wear a pale purple two piece set. The classy lace outer layer of your skirt fell to mid calf, the lining ending just above your knee. The top was cropped to end mid stomach. Perfectly matching the skirt, a form fitting lining was covered in a flowy lace layer.

"Thank you. You both look amazing, as usual." Nat wore a black midi dress with a slit. Wanda opted for a flowery yellow dress with buttons up the middle.

You fell into an easy conversation, discussing anything and everything you could think of to keep your mind busy.

"Ladies, looking good!" Sam complimented the three of you as he, Steve, and Vision approached. Vision immediately swept Wanda away to dance.

"You're not so bad yourself, Wilson." You laughed. "Steve, you're very dapper this evening."

"Thank you. Care to dance?" Steve held his hand out for you. Knowing Sam was seconds away from convincing Nat to dance with him, you nodded in agreement.

You couldn't help but smile as he lead you around the dance floor Tony had set up. The party had been going surprisingly well so far.

"You really do look amazing tonight." Steve broke the silence, smiling down at you.

"You're too sweet." You brushed it off, looking over his shoulder as you blushed.

"I mean it." He spun you around, eliciting a surprised chuckle from you.

Your smile fell when you spotted Bucky and Perrie by the bar. He wore khakis and a pink button up, something you were certain Perrie picked out to match her pink chiffon dress.

You were shocked to find his eyes on you. He looked sort of angry, but you hadn't the slightest idea why.

"I don't know what Bucky's doing with her." Steve followed your line of sight, commenting on the couple.

"He's happy." You turned away from Bucky, heart aching just from looking at the two of them together. You tried to mask the pain in your voice, but Steve saw through it.

"He's not. He might think he is, but Perrie... she's not right for him."

"What do you mean?" You shouldn't have asked, but you craved more information about Bucky.

"She just doesn't understand him. Not like you do." Steve's words hurt you more than they helped.

"Steve, he chose her." You could feel the tears brewing. You didn't notice as the sky got darker and darker. "I have to go."

You turned to walk away from Steve and the conversation only to walk directly into Perrie.

"I'm so sorry!' You quickly wiped your eyes, avoiding the concerned look Bucky was giving you. He lightly grabbed your elbow when you tried to walk past them

"Y/N?" The way he said your name had you frozen. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I, um, I have to go." You pulled your arm from his grasp, again trying to get away.

"No, Y/N-" Bucky's plea for you to talk to him was cut off by Perrie.

"James, we're supposed to be dancing." She whined, pulling on his right arm.

"It's fine, Bucky." Your face contorted into a tight smile. "Dance with your girlfriend." Your vision blurred as you tried to push your way through the crowd.

Nat found you first, pulling you off to the side of the party and gesturing for Wanda to join you both.

"Y/N, what happened?" Natasha tried to coax any bit of information out of you. You ignored the question, focusing instead on trying to control your tears.

Your powers, although you could mostly control them, were tied to your emotions. If what you were feeling manifested itself in the weather, it was almost impossible for you to regain control.

One tear finally fell from your eyes, a matching raindrop falling from the sky.

"Y/N? Why don't we go inside?" You managed a nod, breaths coming out shaky as you tried not to completely lose control.

You were only a few steps from the main entrance to the gardens when everything fell apart.

"Y/N?" Bucky called from a few feet behind you.

Just the sound of his voice caused the delicate balance you had achieved to shatter.

Your tears overflowed, thunder cracking in the sky. The thought of ruining Tony's part only made you cry harder.

The rain fell fast and heavy instantly soaking everyone outside. You stayed frozen, listening as everyone shrieked and ran to get out of the rain.

"You guys should go inside." You spoke softly to Nat and Wanda, gesturing for them to go without you.

"Are you sure?" Nat looked past you at Bucky before meeting your eyes again.

You nodded. "I mean, I'm already soaked." The rain continued to fall mixing with the tears on your cheeks.

They each gave you a quick hug before running to get inside.

"Y/N?" Bucky called again when you still hadn't turned around.

You took a deep breath trying to prepare for this conversation before you turned to face him. He was soaked, his hair sticking to his face despite his efforts to push it off.

"I'm sorry." You whispered so softly, you weren't even sure he could hear it over the rain.

"Don't do that." Bucky shook his head.

"What?" You scrunched your face in confusion.

"Apologize for your feelings." He spoke gently as he walked up to you.

You huffed a laugh. "Well, I was more so apologizing for the rain."

"I've always loved the rain." He shrugged, turning his head up to the sky. He stayed like that for a minute just letting the rain wash over him.

"I think I've always loved you." More tears fell as you admitted the truth. You closed your eyes in an effort to hide from his reaction.

"Y/N, look at me." Bucky pleaded, but you squeezed your eyes shut tighter and shook your head.

"Y/N, please." His hand came up to rest on your cheek, the other resting on your waist. He ran his thumb back and forth over your cheek coaxing you to open your eyes.

Your eyes fluttered open despite your best efforts to keep them closed. You had to blink a few times to clear the raindrops from your eyelashes.

"I love you too."

You searched his eyes for any signs that he was lying, but all you could find was sincerity.

"What about Perrie?" You couldn't help but ask, even if you'd rather forget about her entirely.

"I broke up with her the second she whined about me trying to make sure you were okay."

"You broke up with her because of me?" Your mouth fell open, eyes trained on Bucky's. He nodded sheepishly, but maintained eye contact.

"You're the most important person in the world to me. I probably should've realized what that meant sooner." He looked down, a pink tint blossoming on his cheeks. "She was actually the one who pointed out to me that I'm in love with you..."

"She said that?" Your jaw dropped even farther.

"Yeah. It was really Steve agreeing with her that clued me in though."

"You really love me?" You felt the need to verify what you had already heard. The rain lessening to a slight drizzle went unnoticed by both of you.

"I really, really do." He still held your face in his hand, now leaning his forehead against your own.

"Say it again." You whispered.

"I love you." He said the words quietly, but the meaning behind them was deafening.

"I love you too."

Your lips collided in a passionate kiss, years of hidden emotion coming out.

The rain clouds disappeared entirely, the sun set now visible in bright shades of pink and orange.

You finally pulled back when the need for air overcame your need for Bucky.

Your smile faded slightly, eyes showing a slight fear. Bucky noticed immediately, his own nerves growing.

"What's wrong?"

You gestured to the now empty gardens.

Aside from everything being soaked, the wind did a number on the decorations. Tables and chairs were overturned, plates and glasses smashed on the ground. The lanterns that had been hung were now strew across the ground in various states of destruction.

"Tony's going to be so mad at me!"

"He'll forgive you." Bucky stated with confidence.

"How can you be so sure?" You eyed him with furrowed brows, still nervous about facing Tony.

"He's forgiven worse, Doll. Trust me." Bucky eagerly awaited the moment you understood what he was saying.

Your eyes went wide, mind blanking on how to respond. That is, until Bucky smiled brightly at you.

"You've always told me joking about it can help. Figured I'd give it a try."

The two of you burst out laughing before slowly making your way inside, hand in hand and soaking wet.

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[goldengoddess]

fake dating with jesper fahey

request: would you be willing to do a jesper x reader fake dating for heist purposes 👀 i’m a sucker for the trope and my boy

a/n: YES oh my god my favorite trope and my favourite boy! i did it in one shot form because i think its better<3 i got a lil carried away with this one

warnings: some quick heist violence, flirty comments, nothing too intense 

“no,” you said to kaz, “absolutely not.”

he rolled his eyes and gave you a hard glare. “frankly y/n i’m not asking.”

you gripped the table tighter. you had not signed up for this. you were promised a couple of easy jobs with the dregs to get out of some trouble. a year, tops, of working under kaz brekker. that year had turned into two and now you didn’t know if you would ever leave.

but you hadn’t signed up for this.

you looked up at jesper. he twisted one of the rings on his finger and looked directly at kaz.

“you’re okay with this?” you asked him.

jesper made eyes contact with you and something in your stomach fluttered. it was unfair how breathtaking his eyes were.

“it’s just a job y/n. we get in there, talk to the mark, get our information and leave. yeah, this ones a lot messier with a lot more chance of getting caught but it’s just another job. ”

he didn’t sound too sure himself.

“except this time we’re going to have to pretend to date.” you mumbled, gathering up your things.

jesper chuckled and leaned closer to you, teasingly. “aw cmon, no need to act so disappointed i know it’s all you’ve been dreaming about since we met.”

you scoffed but felt the heat on your cheeks anyways.

kaz rolled his eyes, “save the flirting for the undercover work, yeah? y/n i’ve left you’re outfit in your room. meet outside the club at eleven bells.”

jesper followed kaz out of the room, giving you a quick wink.

oh it was going to be a long long night.

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you leaned against the wall of the club you and jesper would be in tonight.

you were dressed in an outfit that was too tight and too revealing and if this were any other occasion you would feel amazing in. but this wasn’t some other occasion, this was a job.

part of you wanted to pretend this was something else. that you and jesper were just two normal people who liked each other and wanted to go out on a date drinking.

but no. you and jesper were co workers who relied on the safety and money of kaz brekker. you were on a fake date, you were a fake couple.

the truth was, your feelings for jesper were anything but fake. the sharpshooter had you head over heels with one small smirk the day you met him.

but jesper’s ego didn’t need your confession of your feelings and you didn’t need a ruined friendship, so you kept your mouth shut.

but this job seemed impossible. it would be totally impossible for you to keep your cool as jesper pretended to be madly in love with you.

speak of the devil, you thought as jesper strutted towards you.

“ah love, you didn’t even give me a chance to pick you up. i’m a gentleman you have to let me show it to you” he joked and wrapped his arm around your waist.

you let out a breath and rolled your eyes, “let’s just get this over with.”

“i can see how eager you are to go out with me angel face” jesper said.

the two of you stepped into the club, the music was loud and people were pressed up against each other.

jesper led you to one of the tables close to the corner but not too far from the real action of the club.

he pulled out on chair and took a seat. you made a move to pull out another but jesper grabbed you by the arm and pulled you down onto his lap.

“gotta make it look real” he whispered into your ear.

you let out a huff and wiggled to get comfortable on his chair.

he laughed, “cmon, cant even pretend to like me? i know you do, just admit it you can’t resist this handsome face.”

you tried to laugh along, knowing he was only messing around with you.

but your heart was hammering in your chest and you could feel jesper’s breath tickling your neck.

if one of the guys in here that wanted to kill you and your team didn’t take you out tonight, a heart attack caused by jesper fahey’s beautiful scent just might.

the man you two had to talk to was standing near the bar, scanning the club. you quickly angled your body so you faced jesper more fully and started running your fingers through his hair.

“what are you doing?” he asked in an amused voice.

“he’s watching” you mumbled, “gotta make it look believable.” saints, how was his hair so nice?

jesper closed his eyes and leaned into your touch. he let out a soft hum of pleasure and you swore you would do anything to be the only one to hear that sound forever.

but before you had the chance to contemplate that, reality struck.

“he’s coming over” you warned jesper as you saw the man the two of you needed to get some information from walking towards your table. you moved your hands onto your lap and moved so your back was pressed to jesper’s chest.

jesper’s grip on your hips tightened and you tried to give him a reassuring smile, everything was going to be fine right?

“remember, you’re madly in love with me” he whispered right before the man sat down in front of the two of you.

oh how right you were jesper

“oh look what a happy couple, the two of you look great together” the man in front of you said.

you let out a giggle and leaned into jespers body, “thank you.”

“how long have the two of you been together?”

“a couple of years,” jesper answered naturally, “she’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

the world felt so genuine that you felt your body sway from surprise, but you quickly regained your composure.

“what about you, any special person in your life?” you mused, trying to learn more about this man.

he shook his head, “i haven’t been so lucky as the two of you have. tell me, what is your favorite thing about your boyfriend here.”

that was not a question you were expecting, the man seemed overly interested in the two of you. your suspicion grew. but you knew you had to answer the question regardless if this was starting to feel like a set up.

you thought for a moment. but when you opened your mouth the words came naturally.

“he notices everything. i’ll be having a slightly bad day, maybe the weather is bad or i slept in too late, and i’ll only be slightly moody and he’ll notice. and he notices the things i like too. he learned my favorite ice cream flavor just based on the way my gaze lingered in an ice cream parlor. he knows everything about you before you know it yourself.”

you should stop. you should stop right now.

“and he’s reliable. yeah he may be late for a meeting or wander off during an important moment but if you need him, he’s there. he’s a constant presence in my life, i couldn’t imagine working without him by my side. jesper is the best thing in my life too.”

you realized your mistake too late. yeah you’d basically gushed about the boy you loved to a total stranger and probably made it painfully obvious to jesper that you loved him but you’d also used his real name. his real name. rookie move.

“jesper? why does that name sound familiar to me?” the man asked.

before you could even register what was going on, the room was filled with the sound of gun shots and you and jesper were on the ground.

you two sprung into motion, jesper with his guns blazing as you knocked out any armed person in your vicinity.

during a good moment jesper grabbed your wrist and the two of you ran out the club down the streets. but you could hear a group of men chasing you, hot on your tail.

you cursed under your breath, why saints why?

jesper pulled you into an ally and pressed you against the wall, making the ‘sh’ motion with his fingers.

if this were any other moment and you two were any other person, you’d enjoy the particular position you found yourself in. but you reminded yourself that you were being chased by criminals that might notice two figures hanging out in an ally.

you looked at jesper and he was finally looking at you. he gave you a sad smile, “i’m sorry for what i’m about to do in advance and i’m sorry this is the way i do it for the first time.”

and suddenly jesper’s lips were on yours and you were kissing jesper fahey. jesper fahey.

you only slightly registered the men chasing you run past the alleyway without a second glance.

one of you pulled away first and you stood there trying to catch your breath.

“um great quick thinking” you said. he had kissed you because he knew no one would question two kids kissing in the dark against a wall.

he let out a little laugh but he was just as flustered as you, “best thinking i’ve ever had.”

it was silent for a second, the night air felt suffocating and consuming and you couldn’t wait to be back at the slat in your own bed.

“did you mean what you said in there?” he asked you.

“did you?” you whispered back, as you looked at him through your eyelashes.

“i did”

“then i did too”

he pressed himself closer to you and brushed his lips against yours, “good. then when this is all over remind me to take you out on a date.”

did he just

date ?!

jesper stepped away from you and checked the main road before he grabbed your hand and pulled you the direction of the crow club.

“you coming angel face?”

you grinned and then burst into a sprint right alongside jesper.

[queenoftheworldisdead]

Off Schedule Chapter 7

Summary: Slow burn. Brad Pitt is your boss and he is going through a divorce.

Note: I don't write for real people anymore, but i will finish this damn series.

Warning: 18 +Only, kissing, spanking, fingering, sex, i'm putting dubious consent because of the alcohol.

Brad Pitt x Reader, Keanu Reeves x Reader

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8,

Friday

Keanu didn't call you back last night. Probably because Brad told him everything. They were best friends and business partners. Why wouldn't he have?

How he fingered you and kissed you in his office. How he bent you over and spanked your ass on your couch. Your thighs squeezed tightly together as a warmth bubbled up between your legs as your mind drifted back to that night.

* Snap out of it he is MARRIED

You dragged your feet through your morning routine as a knot formed in your belly. If Keanu started to treat you the same way Brad had, you weren't sure if you could take it.

From the night stand you heard the familiar chirp of your cell. You took a deep breath and picked it up. You didn't know if you should feel relieved, worried or disappointed.

MSG Jen: Morning Hon! Just letting you know the party will be at TheRead tomorrow. You still coming?

With all the drama from work you almost forgot the baby shower /bachelorette party was this weekend. Jen was super nice, but her happiness was starting to drain you meager finances. The baby shower gift, wedding gift and the outfits for each event had yet to be purchased, so you would need to find time in your day to get that all sorted.

MSG: yes of course I am!

MSG Jen: great!

MSG: And I need to know if your bringing a plus one for the wedding.

Your mind fell to Keanu, but you quickly brushed the notation aside. Even if he possibly didn't hate you, doubted the high powered executive would have time to be your date. Maybe Sarah or Zoe would be up to be your date.

MSG: How long do I have to decide?

MSG Jen: OOOh so there are that many choices? Get'em girl LOL

MSG: I wish LMAO

MSG Jen: I will give you till Sunday.

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Jonah's head rested in his laced hands as Brad sat across from his desk. Brad's migraine had grown in intensity as he waited to be berated by his attorney.

"Why?"

Brad gave a hefty sigh, but nothing else. His head was killing him. Once again he had too much to drink and was now paying for it.

Jonah raked a hand across his face as he tried to think. His client had, made him earn his pay check that was for sure. This was possibly fixable, but nothing was guaranteed.

"Well expect a restraining order to come within next few weeks." Jonah proclaimed as he moved to type something on his laptop.

That bit of information hurt, but it was to be expected.

"She will make a cause that you are unfit to see your children. That won't be enough to break the prenup and that is what she really wants the most, but this doesn't help."

Brad was confident technically he hadn't crossed the line, but he was dancing on it for sure.

"Is there anything you wanted to enlighten me on?" Jonah questioned finally looking at Brad.

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You stared at the screen in disbelief. Brad's schedule that you had meticulously organized the day prior had changed. Everything was canceled and replaced with large blocks labeled private.

When you clicked on them you were more surprised to find access denied. He was firing you. That was the only thing you could fathom.

Pushing off your desk you stormed over to his office. You frowned finding it locked. Brad had a habit of keeping the door closed but you had never once found it locked.

Your desk phone rang distracting you from the swirl of emotions that riled up inside.

You answered with your normally greeting hoping that your voice wouldn't betray you.

"Hey can you help me setup a conference room? There is a lot of folks coming in and it hard balancing the front desk and everything else." Zoe pleaded.

"Sure thing, down in a minute."

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When Zoe informed you that the board room needed to be set up you frowned. If the board was here then they had to be too. You worked as fast as you could to setup the refreshment table and layout some binders that Zoe handed you.

From the cracked door you could hear Zoe welcome the incoming members just as you placed the finishing touches in the room.

As they started to pour in you smiled and welcomed them while they entered and waited for your chance to leave.

Your ears picked up when the familiar sounds of your boss's laugh. You did your best not to let your smile falter as he entered the room. "Good afternoon Mr. Pitt" you smiled at him. You felt the atmosphere shift as his smile fell and so did Keanu's. "Good afternoon Mr.Reeves."

From their looks you devised that your suspicion was correct they had indeed talked about you. And we're now actively avoiding you.

Shame began to bubble up inside you, But you refused to let it show.

They said nothing as you exited the room, but you felt humiliated. How could you show your face here again? You wanted to go up stairs and clean out your desk, but you couldn't bare to be here any longer.

"Hey Zoe you think you can cover for me?"

She frowned at your request. "Sure thing hun. You ok? You sick or something?"

"Yeah I'm not filling well? I am going to go home."

"Oh gosh if I would've known I would got Sarah. Sorry"

"No, no it's fine I thought I could handle it, but I can't"

"Ok sure thing. Feel better and have a good weekend."

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Brad wasn't expecting to see you and it was clear on his face, but quickly he regained his composure. When you exited his eyes didn't stop following your figure until it disappeared past the frosted glass walls of the conference room.

"Remember this is only temporary" Keanu reassured him with a pat on the back. It didn't matter if it was temporary. This was a meeting that needed to happen. But even after the long discussion with to Jonah and Keanu, Brad was still not ready to relinquish control. He hated not being in control and right now his soon to be ex was stripping that away from him.

Keanu explained to the board that Brad would be stepping down from Terrilum. Relinquishing his shares, board seat and position in the company. Also his seat shall remain vacant for ninety days and until everything was finalized with his soon to be ex wife.

The judgmental looks from the other board members aggravated him. It was the same look of worry and sustain they had the last time this happened. As if they weren't doing the same or worse.

Keanu prattled on to the board while Brad found himself distracted by you. You had to be the most pissed at him yet you still smiled brightly. He was going to miss that. Those desk chats the friendly banter.

Hiking up your skirt, the way your ass slightly jiggled as he slapped it. He wanted to hear you whimper as he rain down spanks until your ass was sore. God he needed a release. Slyly he adjusting his pants as he felt the stiffness grow.

He had never done anything like that before. Sure the occasion smack on the ass during sex but nothing like what happened with you. What was happening? There was a growing urge to bend you over and feel the sting of his palm as he listened to you whimper. Brad wanted to fuck thrust into your tender ass as you begged him to cum. Why did he want to punish, fuck and take care of you all at once?

"Ladies and gentlemen if we do agree to the terms stated in the documents the board seat shall stay vacant for ninety days." Keanu started to wrap up the meeting. This plan was not without its faults. Brad and Keanu wouldn't lose control of their majority control, but Angelia could still clean him out financially.

The meeting broke with fake smiles and hardy handshakes. He wondered how you would take the news or what they would have you do while he was gone. But he was sure that Keanu would take care of you. Brad looked over to his co-founder and friend as a twinge of jealousy rippled through him. His jaw clinched tight as he thought of Keanu taking care of you in his stead.

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Saturday

"Hey! You made it" Jen exclaimed as she waddled over to you. Her stomach much more round than you remember.

"Hope you like it!"

She had better, it was the cheapest thing on the list, along with a few dollar store new born dippers to pad out the large box.

"Oh course." Jen side hugged you as her hubby to be took the box and placed it on the table. "The food tables are there, the bar is just that way, everything is free, so order whatever you like." That bit of news was really great to hear. "We are gonna start the games in a few minutes." Jen was glowing while you did your best to hide your awkwardness.

Jen excused herself to welcome another guest, leaving you to feel awkward in a sea of strangers. You felt under-dressed in your discounted sundress, compared to the more stylish guests. You couldn't shake the feeling of being judged as an interloper, who stuck out like a sore thumb.

She rented out TheRead completely, you never been to the posh lounge, but from the looks of things you could never afford it. You had presumed that this would've been a ladies only event, but instead it was quite the mixed crowd. All of which you did not know.

You were relieved not to see Brad or Keanu, but if they were here it wouldn't have mattered. Brad either did not notice or care about your absence yesterday. While Keanu had yet to contact you.

You wondered seriously if you should even return to work or clean up your resume and begin a new career search. You cringed at the thought of them trading stories about you. Pathetic assistant that easily gave into both of them, at least to some degree.

You made a beeline to the bar to get a drink to settle your nerve. Indulging on the selection of wines that you knew you could never afford.

As Jen announced the baby shower games you stayed back at the bar and babysat a third drink. Looking around you pulled out your phone and take a selfie at the swanky bar, clicking several angles, before shooting them off to Sarah and Zoe.

"Feeling better I see" You squeaked in surprise from the deep voice behind you, almost dropping your phone. Your stomach sank like a rock as you spun to find your boss right behind you. Where he had come from you hadn't a clue. But fuck it all did he look fucking gorgeous. Brad dressed down in a band tee, leather braided bracelets and boot-cut jeans that you were sure cost more than everything you had on put together.

"Yeah" you mumbled into your drink, taking a nervous sip. Was he mad? Was he going to shout at you in front of all these people. You looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping that he would not make a scene in front of all these people.

"Can we go somewhere to talk.. privately?"

Before you could reply Brad linked his arm around yours and lead you through the crowd. He walked so fast that you bumped into every odd person and each time you apologized.

You found yourself leaning into him when the cool night air hit you. He moved his arm from yours and wrapped it around your waist, before taking out the keys to his mclaren.

When he made a move to the car you planted your feet. What were you doing? He had been the cause of so much stress you were not going to take it anymore. You weren't going to let him push you around. You shoved him away and slightly stumbled back. Waving off his assistance when he tried to help you.

He sighed looking back at you. Raking his fingers through his hair as he considered you. You frowned, crossing your arms unwilling to go further.

"Don't be a brat and get in the car."

"You don't want me hanging out with Jen because your firing me. Aren't you?" You pouted. You could feel tears threaten your eyes as you stared back at him full of emotion. The alcohol had you more in your feelings that you thought.

Brad looked at you confused before smirking. "You're not fired."

You were surprised by his reply. He walked you to the passenger side and in your shock you allowed it. The vertical door opened and you audibly gasped at the cool door.

You had been in his car before, but not this one. You were surprised the tiny sports car could fit you both. Wood-grain paneling, rich leather seats, it also smelled like cedar and citrus.

Brad slipped in and started the car. Placing an arm around the back of your chair as he began backing up. "Why are we leaving?" you slurred. You assumed he just wanted to talk out of ear shot of everyone. "The games just started."

You turned your body to face him, but you found the seat belt frustrating.

"Don't" he said flatly when he caught you attempting to unbuckle yourself.

"No!" You let the belt zip past you. "I'm going back to the party. Where people are nice to me and aren't mean to me for no reason." You poked at his shoulder with each point. The car revved loudly as he pealed off onto the road. "Pull over" you demanded, flopping back on the seat, brow furrowed and arms crossed.

He sighed and shook his head in disappointment. "I told you I needed to talk to you."

"I don't care. I quit. You're not my boss anymore. I gonna go work for someone that is nice to me."

You sat fuming as he sped through the streets, clutching your phone, debating if you should breakdown and call Keanu to rescue you. Brad said nothing as he continued to drive, keeping his focus split between you and the road.

After a tense few minutes Brad pulled into the parking garage of the glass building. You squinted looking at the building. You hadn't recognized it. Where had he taken you?

The car slowed to a stop in front of two large double doors. You yelped at the attendant that suddenly opened the door for you. You stared at him wide eyed as he held out his hand to help you out.

"Watch your step miss." He warned as you stepped on to the curb. "Good afternoon Mr.Pitt." another red vested man rounded the car, taking Brad's key as you stood stupefied on the side. Where were you? You looked around and didn't recognize the upscale parking garage.

As you passed the doors you realized this was a condo. "What are we doing here?" You finally build up the nerve to ask."Where are we?"

Brad urged you to follow him inside. The automatic doors swooshed opened and your mouth fell open at the sight of the beautiful entrance. It looked even more exquisite than the office that you worked at. Sparkling chandeliers, marble floors and high ceilings with pillars all around.

"I told you we needed to talk," Brad said while he led you to a bank of elevators, pressing the button on the elevator. "So we are going somewhere to talk."

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Once the doors opened you once again followed behind him. The elevator had a window wall that faced the city and the higher up it went, more of the beautiful twinkling lights of the city you saw. It was a nice distraction from the long cart ride up. He said nothing even after the doors opened, just silently leading you on to a door at the end of a short hall.

You stood aside as he placed his phone on the pad. The door clicked open and you were taken aback by the even more luxurious sight of the condo before you. The white marble floors paved a way to a spacious living room dining room area. The windows encompassed the outer wall giving natural light all around while the opposite walls fostered paintings that were taller than you.

The living room held an oversized couch that looked like it could host a football team comfortably. Everything the decorated the room you wondered if they were custom made, because you never ran across anything of the sort furniture shopping at IKEA.

"Would you like a drink?" Brad asked walking over to the kitchen. Your buzz was still going strong, but another drink wouldn't hurt the nervousness building up in your gut.

"Um sure" you opted to take a seat on the couch and taken the view while he poured the drinks. This place seemed more like a bachelor pad than a place for a family. You wondered if that was just the norm for rich families, but you half expected to see some evidence of children.

Brad rounded the giant couch and handed you the glass before sitting down next to you. You thanked him and took a big gulp. The brown liquid burned making you wince and cough, with instant regret. "It's an acquired taste" he chuckled into his glass before taking a sip.

Brad looked off into the beautiful skyline of the condo, sighing deeply before speaking. "I've stepped down from Terrilum" the words sounded heavy as they came out, while you sat stunned.

"Don't worry though you still have a job, just because I'm out doesn't mean we... They are letting you go." He looked at you as he explained before taking another sip.

"Oh" you blurted out. Was that the reason he had been so mean to you? The board wanted him out? You couldn't imagine Keanu going along with it. "Is it because of what happened last night?"

"Keanu told you huh" his jaw clinched at your question.

"He said you got arrested, but he didn't say anything else."

"Sorry for ruining your date" he said turning towards you, his face a little softer, but still hid an edge.

"It wasn't a date." You tried to play it down. He obviously didn't like you hanging with his friend. "We were just co-workers hanging out, blowing off steam." You looked away, choosing to play with the glass in your lap. That's what it was supposed to be, but that kiss. The way Keanu looked at you, just the thought made your heart flutter.

You felt a dip on the couch cushion and realized Brad was a lot closer than he had been originally. "Well I am sorry non the less." He began again, taking your half empty glass from your hand and placing it on the floor.

You felt your heart beat through your ears at his closeness. You blinked and felt his lips on yours. Your body exploded with heat as his hand moved up your thigh. What was happening?

Brad's kisses were needy and desperate. Your phone fell from your hand and to the floor with a thud. You attempted to pull back, but Brad wrapped a hand around the back of your neck.

He sent a flood of emotions through you, all pulling you in different directions. You lost yourself in his desire, unable to think. His fingers teased along the seam of your dress as you panted on his mouth. With an urge of his hand your legs fell apart allowing him to roam further.

You gasped over his mouth when you felt his hand slipped past your panties. Embarrassment burned through you as he felt your very wet slick. He is married. Brad slipped two fingers in, it felt wrong and right at the same time. Briefly your mind drifted to Keanu. What about Keanu?

He held you in place, kissing you deeper while his fingers tightened the coil of heat in your core.

When his hand slipped from between your thighs you whimpered at the loss of touch. You felt him grin on your lips as he wrapped his arm around your back to bring you closer.

Brad leaned backwards making you fall over top of him, pulling your legs until you straddled him. You felt your dress rise above your ass while his hard cock pressed against your mound.

Brad palmed your ass, spanking it lightly over your panties. That slight touch sent you buzzing, wanting more.

"Fuck your gorgeous" He pulled you back by your neck and stared at you before spanking you a little harder. Biting your bottom lip you looked back at him pleadingly, wordlessly begging from more.

"You like that?" Brad slapped your ass again. The sting made you hiss, but you loved it. You felt hot as he waited for an answer. When you didn't reply he hit you even harder. You bit down on your lip as you mindlessly ground over his crotch. Brad gripped the sore spot roughly and by the look on his face he was becoming impatient.

This was all types of wrong, but your body gave zero fucks. "Answer me" he popped your ass with so much force you couldn't hold back. You finally relented and told him 'yes' weakly. Brad's eyes lit up as his hand slipped under your panties, soothing the sore spot with his warm hand.

"That's my good girl."

He leaned up to kiss you again, his tongue invading your mouth hungrily. Brad rocked you over his jeans, building the need between your legs. Your fingers threaded through his hair while he pulled your panties past your butt.

"Like it when I have you bent over?" He taunted. Rubbing your ass fervently before spanking each bare cheek. The sounds of the slaps bounced off the walls as his need pressed desperately against his zipper.

You whimpered in his mouth as he forced you to rub your cunt on his pants. Damn he was hard and you wanted to feel it deep in your core.

"You feel what you do to me?"

He flipped you over, pinning you beneath him on the couch. Brad kissed you wildly as he unfastened his pants, pulling down the pants as your thighs stayed open in anticipation. He plunged into you with ease. Your cunt ached as he stretched you open. You mewled as he praised you for being so tight just for him.

"You don't know how much I've needed you."

He grunted as he haphazardly pulled off his shirt and you marveled at his fit physic. You felt the top of your dress ripped as he pulled it down. He played with your breast as he rolled his hips into you. Your nails dug into his skin, leaving trails along his arm and back.

You gasped his name when he lifted your thigh, seeking to deeper as your cunt quaked around him. "Take it." He cooed as he bent you to his will. "That's my good girl" Brad praised as he fucked you senseless on the couch. Your sweat bodies writhing in a primal rhythm in sync. The wrongness of it all only served to fuel the fire that burned in you.

You clinched uncontrollably around his cock, unable to hold back the explosion of need. A warmth coated your walls as he rutted atop of you. You felt him fill you. His come coating your wall as he grunted and praised your tight hole.

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You laid passed out on the couch, still glistening. While brad sat with your head in his lap. When your phone chirped he would've ignored it had he not seen the name of his friend.

Brad leaned down and picked it up, reading the notifications. With a guilty hand he deleted Keanu's communications off your phone as you nuzzled into his lap.

Chapter 8>>>

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

Dream SMP Recap (May 31/2021) - Deck of Cards With a Green Smile on Them

Wilbur and Tommy visit Las Nevadas to have some words with Quackity. 

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VOD LINKS:

Punz

Ponk

Foolish

Tommyinnit

Wilbur Soot

Captain Puffy

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- Punz mines out an entire chunk of the server

- Wilbur and Tommy meet at L’manhole. Tommy brings Wilbur to the quarry and shows him the Tommyboxes full of stone

- Tommy and Wilbur walk down the Prime Path and Wilbur notices all the new changes in the builds, including that Purpled’s UFO has been destroyed. Wilbur claims that someone’s being “a copycat” with TNT, figuring out exactly how it was destroyed

(Wilbur is also repeatedly puzzled by the appearance of Oogway throughout the server)

- Wilbur tells Tommy that he received a book: “PROJECT NEVADAS.” It rings a bell, and Tommy says it’s Quackity’s new place that he’s been staying out of

- Wilbur tells Tommy that the book says to come to Nevadas (not saying what it actually reads), and Tommy leads Wilbur there

- The last time Wilbur saw Quackity, they were fighting together for L’manburg -- but he gets the impression, judging by everyone else aside from Jack Manifold, Tommy and Phil, that everyone probably dislikes him. He assumes Quackity won’t have the best impression of him

- Tommy’s never been to Las Nevadas, but the person who told him about it said it was just a little town. They’re awestruck by it as they arrive

- Quackity comes up to meet them, surprised to see Wilbur alive. Tommy asks what happened to his face, but also notices that his piss neck is gone

- Wilbur says he’s glad to see Quackity out of the presidential outfit, and he never thought Quackity was fit for the Vice President role anyway. Quackity tells them that he owns this entire place

Wilbur: “Oh, so you’re -- you’re like a -- a President, then!”

Quackity: “I’m the President, man!”

Wilbur: “...You’re the President.”

- He shows Quackity the book and accepts Quackity’s “invitation” to work alongside him. Tommy asks to move in as well

Quackity: “Wilbur...That was not an invitation, I’m sorry Wilbur...That’s not an invitation. Wilbur, my nation will not be subject to your unpredictability.”

- Wilbur tells Quackity that while he may have been unpredictable in the past, he’s turned over a new leaf and doesn’t lie anymore, he’s forgotten everything he knew about TNT

Wilbur: “Quackity, look me in the eyes...I am your servant. I am at your service, I have run countries, I’ve won elections, I’ve done everything you would need in a leadership role, Quackity! Even not in leadership -- I can be, you know, assistant to the President! Just, I...Quackity, this is everything I’ve dreamt of in a solid marble and quartz...Quackity, you’re making a mistake, man, you need to let me in--”

Tommy: “Wil, this is so cool!”

Wilbur: “TOMMY, SHUT UP! I mean -- Tommy, come over here.”

- Quackity tells him he’s not going to let the same thing that happened to L’manburg happen to Las Nevadas. Tommy points out that it looks like they’re kissing. 

- Wilbur walks around the sandy area asking what Quackity owns, and Quackity owns all of it. Quackity still means to discuss things with Tommy. Wilbur makes his way to the forest next to Las Nevadas

Wilbur: “What’s the point in capitalism without healthy competition?”

- Quackity asks what Wilbur’s about to do. Wilbur leads them over to a nearby spot and welcomes Tommy to their new “headquarters” as they “break ground” there.

- Tommy doesn’t want to start a new country, preferring Las Nevadas. He also repeats that Wilbur and Quackity looked like they were kissing and he feels like he’s getting third-wheeled

- Quackity and Tommy talk one-on-one and Quackity reminds Tommy about how they spoke about the hotel and possibly working together. Tommy brings up Quackity’s eye again, remembering how Quackity has had many “conditions” for a long time

Quackity: “You ever hear about the Butcher Army, Tommy? One day, we were going to execute Technoblade, and we got in a...we got a fight. And this is how this thing showed up on my face.”

- Tommy is surprised that he went to kill Technoblade and asks when this was, if this was during his exile

Tommy: “You’re meaning to tell me that you put in all of the effort to kill Techno instead of helping me?”

- Quackity says he’d be happy to sit down and discuss it, that he’s not Tommy’s enemy. He gives Tommy the choice: Tommy is welcome to join him, even if Wilbur isn’t. He can offer Tommy a management position, a job

- Tommy goes to speak with Wilbur and leaves Quackity, noticing what Wilbur’s built

Wilbur: “It’s a penis of safety!”

- Wilbur asks Tommy to work with him. He won’t stop Tommy, but Tommy is all Wilbur’s got. Jack Manifold’s busy and Phil has ideas about authoritarianism Wilbur disagrees with

Wilbur: “Tommy, I don’t want to make a country. I’m past that, man. I want to make an HQ. I want to make a place where we can be safe for once. Tommy, it’s been so long since we’ve been safe. And man, you deserve it. You’ve been through so much, done so much. Tommy, you’ve changed the world, and all you have to show for it is some scars and some trauma. Tommy, you deserve this safety and this sanctuary, and that’s what I want to make with you, and you won’t get it over there. You know what they say about casinos? It’s all lights and it’s all plastic, it’s all glitter, that there’s nothing of substance. Do you know what has substance, Tommy? Family. Blood. Please stay with me, Tommy.”

- He tells Tommy he needs to make a choice now. 

Wilbur: “I’m not gonna hold you back. If you pick Las Nevadas, what am I gonna do, man? What am I gonna do? I’d never hurt you. I’d never want anything bad for you, Tommy. You can go with whatever you want, but...Just know what you’ll be doing to me. That’s all I wanna say, man.”

Tommy: “There was a time when you weren’t here on this server, this SMP, when I went against...put a lot of things to the side that I shouldn’t have. I prioritized a lot of things -- I put revenge over humanity, humaneness. I guess all I’m seeking now is just someone that’s gonna be honest with me and a place that I can feel safe. I...I betrayed Technoblade, and I just couldn’t admit it. And I did the wrong thing with Tubbo, but...”

Wilbur: “This can be a safe place for them.”

- Tommy agrees to stay here, but dislikes that Wilbur has built the penis into a wall. The two start building a penis in the lake and Quackity comes over. 

Quackity: “History repeats itself, Tommy. You’re just letting this guy use you. You’re letting him emotionally manipulate you.”

- He and Wilbur start talking over each other, bickering

Quackity: “WHO DESTROYED L’MANBURG, TOMMY? THINK ABOUT THAT. THINK ABOUT THAT FOR A SECOND.”

Wilbur: “WHO RAN AGAINST YOU? WHO LAUGHED AS WE WERE EXILED? WHO CHEERED AS WE WERE THROWN OUT OF OUR NATION THAT WE BUILT? THAT WE BUILT?”

Quackity: “Who wanted a better outcome for L’manburg, Tommy? Who did? Who wanted to run a ‘democratic election’ with just one party? He’s right up there, Tommy! He’s right up there above you--”

Wilbur: “Remember the pit, Tommy. Remember what happened in the pit. Don’t. Trust. People. Who would’ve fought you in the pit.”

- They continue arguing. 

- Tommy gets a chance to speak and says none of that made him feel safe. Quackity apologizes and offers them a tour of Las Nevadas. They head over and Wilbur apologizes as well

- Quackity shows them around, including the restaurant that they’ll need to hire people for (the villager is no longer there). Wilbur tells Tommy he’d be fine with Tommy working here as long as he’d still hang out with Wilbur too

- They start going to the casino (Wilbur and Quackity both hurry to block off the strip club) and Quackity brings them into the gambling hall, giving them diamonds to try out the machine with

- After using the diamonds, Tommy puts Linda the shovel into the machine and loses the shovel in the machine. Quackity takes them out of the building and to the top of the Needle. Tommy remarks that it would be a good place to jump off of

- Quackity turns to Wilbur and asks how he’s alive. Wilbur explains that he was swapped with Ghostbur

- Quackity remembers the last conversation he and Wilbur had together, just after the elections. The conversation they had after the debates. (Wilbur looks at the “PROJECT NEVADAS” book again) 

Quackity wants to “pick Wilbur’s brain” again

- Wilbur’s lost everything. He’s lost decades, he’s lost most of the people who cared about him and many don’t even know he’s back yet

Wilbur: “Life is paved with the mistakes you make, and it’s not about when you made the mistakes or what you did, it’s about how you can improve from them, and...I guess that’s what I’m trying to do.”

- Wilbur’s seen Jack Manifold, Phil, Ranboo, Tommy and now Quackity so far, but there are a lot of other people who he’d like to talk to and apologize to and thank them

- Tommy tells Quackity he doesn’t want to sit back and run a food stand. Wilbur gets things done. Quackity respects his decision, but this is something else, not another L’manburg

- Quackity asks Wilbur about the revival again, and Wilbur admits that it was Dream who brought him back. Wilbur has many people he wants to thank and say sorry to, and Dream is one of them, as he saved Wilbur’s life. Dream is his hero.

- Quackity asks when this happened, and Wilbur says it’s been a while since, that hopefully Ghostbur isn’t too lonely in Limbo

Quackity: [About Dream] “He’s not been lonely. Wilbur, Wilbur, I think his loneliness is the last of his concerns. I’ve been keeping him company, uh...as he’s been there. I’ve been visiting him quite frequently.”

Wilbur: “What, Dream or Ghostbur? I’m talking about Ghostbur.”

Quackity: “I’m talking about Dream.”

Wilbur: “Oh, gosh! You’ve been visiting him? Oh, he must love that!”

Quackity: “Yeah, no, he likes the company. He likes the company for sure. Uh...it’s a cool little thing, uh...Tommy, you know about this, right?”

Tommy: “Yeah, yeah, Wilbur -- that’s how I got to go and see Dream."

- Tommy tells Wilbur that Dream killed him, to which Quackity says Sam’s bettered the security system (Wilbur’s surprised to hear the prison has a warden and a system to visit) 

Tommy: “Why would anyone want to go to the prison? You’ve been going, Big Q, to torture the shit out of him, I’ve heard...”

Quackity: “Tommy, what? Tommy...Tommy, where did you -- where did you get that from? What are you talking about?”

Tommy: “Well that’s how -- I assumed, ‘cause of the scar, you’ve been going to beat the shit out of him?”

Quackity: “Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, don’t say that -- not even as a joke, Tommy, come on.”

- Wilbur says goodbye to Quackity (he has “work to do”) and leaves with Tommy. He’s overjoyed that he can meet Dream through the visitation system, while Tommy protests

- Wilbur throws Tommy the “PROJECT NEVADAS” book, saying that Quackity was writing about the old Wilbur, that Tommy made the right choice in not joining him. 

- Wilbur promises Tommy that going to visit Dream to thank him isn’t a bad decision. He wants to tie up loose ends. Dying is a big deal. This is like a funeral, saying goodbye

Wilbur: “Tommy, all I’m saying is, you know...what could go wrong in a prison?”

- Wilbur leaves. 

- Tommy asks Quackity for an Ender Chest

- He listens to “Cat,” alone in the rain, on a small wooden bench by the lake.

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Upcoming Events:

- The final Egg lore stream

- Puffy’s lore

- Tales From the SMP: “Space Race”

- Ponk’s lore stream

- Dream’s lore video

- Sapnap’s possible lore stream

- Awesamdude lore stream

[yourmcu]

V-Day

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader

Summary:

You’re not like most people who enjoys Valentine’s Day. Can a certain redhead change that?

A/n: just a late valentine related imagine for all of u bc I’m incapable of posting this sort of stuff on the exact day. enjoy! (I’m finally using this iconic gif don’t mind me)

Word count: 1,753

Warnings: fluff

The 14th of February is just another normal day for you. You always find Valentine’s Day cheesy, you don’t see the point of celebrating it. That sort of thing isn’t as important as Christmas or Halloween. Not that you're bitter because you're single, you couldn’t care less about that, it just isn’t the occasion for you.

Tony outdone it this year. The compound looks like it was powdered pink and red overnight from all the decorations when you step out of your room. You almost don’t want to know what the main area looks like. Sam and Wanda are probably getting started on breakfast which would consist of everything shaped like hearts.

Your plan for the day is to stay in your room, only coming out for snack and drink refills, simple as that.

“Hey, Happy Valentine’s...” you pretty much tone out every v-day greeting that came your way, rolling your eyes playfully as you sit down with everyone, greeting them with the usual good morning. You expect the compound to be deserted by midday since surely all of them have plans with their partners for the rest of the day, which is perfect. For you. And for them, of course, yeah.

Sam and Bucky made their way to you. “So, Y/N, how are you?” Sam greets. You already suspect that they were hyping you up for something. “Food good, coffee good... sleep well?”

You turn to them with a smile on your face. “Alright, what do you want?”

“Well,” Bucky lets out a breathy laugh. “Sam here was just helping me-”

“That is not what’s happening. What he wanted to say was,” the birdman cuts him off. “We both wanted to take you out to dinner tonight, we can’t settle on who, so we’re letting you pick.”

You blink. They have to be joking. Do they not notice your routine during this time of the year? After socializing with the team you’d grab a day’s worth of snack, head back to your room, lock the door and lose your mind on video games until the next day.

Unhealthy, but it's for one day.

“Only if you want to,” Bucky adds hastily.

“Come on, this is a chance of a lifetime!” Sam insists, wiggling his eyebrows.

“We’ll go to your favorite restaurant.”

“It’s just a friendly date.”

What you fail to notice was Natasha listening to the events happening. Her foot taps against the floor as she discreetly waits for your response, taking coffee sips and bites of food and looking away whenever she looked like she's eavesdropping. No one else is paying attention, everyone has their own conversations.

Inside, she pleads that you’d turn both of them down, just because she’s planning to ask you out herself. They just beat her to it.

“I appreciate the thought but I’m sorry, I have plans,” you shrug. “Why don’t you take each other out instead? Not literally.” You give them another smile and walk out of the room, coffee in hand. 

Sam and Bucky nods indicating they understood. Sam tells his friend that if he had more appeal you’d agree to the date. But they take you up on your advice, already planning a guy’s night.

Natasha almost cheers when she hears the first part, only to spiral when she hears that someone had already asked you beforehand. You're unavailable. She could ask you out any day, but you deserve something extra special. She sees this day as her only chance to confess her feelings for you.

Her eyes trail you as you walk out, turning to Wanda when you were out of sight. “Do you have any idea who asked Y/N out?”

“I don’t,” Wanda replies, a bit distracted. “They’re lucky, I’ve never seen Y/N show interest in anyone since I met her. Anyway, I have to go, Vision and I have a whole day planned...”

Natasha huffs while people slowly file out of the kitchen. As far as she knows, Tony's with Pepper, of course, Wanda and Vision, Steve is probably going to join Sam and Bucky on their night out, and Clint is back at his farm celebrating with his wife.

And you’re with that person, which most likely someone who isn’t on the team otherwise she’d know. She's left by herself to mope.

-

Few hours have passed, maybe three, it’s lunchtime. As you suspected the compound is empty, so you make your way to the kitchen to make yourself something to eat.

Boxed mac and cheese is the only thing you knew how to make.

“Y/N?”

You almost drop your stirring spoon at the sudden voice. You feel embarrassed about your choice of outfit, you feel and look like a grizzly bear while she looks stunning, even if it’s just plain workout clothes.

“Hey, Nat.”

“I thought you were... out with someone?” Knowing you, she might’ve misunderstood when you said you ‘had plans’. You look so cozy she would love to hug you on the spot if she isn’t so sweaty.

You let out a curious hum, turning off the stove. “I was?” You giggle. “Where’d you hear that?”

“I didn’t, just, I assumed you’d be,” she mutters and finishes her water bottle. 

You're now grabbing a bowl for the mac and cheese you made. “I mean, Sam and Bucky did ask me if I wanted to but... y’know, if I’m being honest they’re not really my type.” You pause to look at her who was staring back. “Have you eaten? This batch I made is enough for three people, I think.”

Natasha nods at your offer. “They did say it was a friendly date.”

You stop scooping the macaroni and perk your head up with a grin. “So you were listening.”

“Not like I had any choice, I was in the same room.” Quick save.

“Mmhm.” 

Then there's  a minute of comfy silence as you clean the area you made the meal on, putting the pot away and stuff.

“Why don’t you have a date today?”

“What?”

“Anyone would kill to go on a date with you, Nat.” Is what you say in your head. But instead you say, “Well, you know, I didn’t expect you be here too.”

Natasha shrugs and before she could answer you add, “No one’s caught the notorious Black Widow’s attention yet?”

She chuckles at your words, looking up at you. “Who did you think I’d go out with?”

“I dunno, Steve-”

“God, no,” she quickly cuts you off and laugh,  you laugh along but at the same time sigh in relief.

“Crap, I just remembered I have a game to finish,” you hold the bowl of cheese and macaroni and stick two spoons on the side. “I’m cordially inviting you to my room, you are very much welcome, after you change.”

Natasha tells you she’ll see you there in a bit.

-

“Huh. I just noticed you do this every Valentine’s Day,” Natasha notes as she takes everything in. Your PlayStation's on, your trash bin is almost full of snack wrappings, couple of beers tucked at the side of your bed. “Cozy.”

“Why, thank you,” you say sarcastically, picking up a controller and waving a vacant one at her. “Feel free. Or you can just watch me fail at this game.”

Natasha decides to join the game a little later, now she's lost in thought on how someone like you spends such a day like this, or how beautiful you looked as your eyes dart at every direction of the screen and how you sometimes bite your lip when you're that focused in the game.

It's always the little things she likes about you.

Glancing at you one more time before eating a spoonful of mac, she turns back to the TV to watch how you're doing.

But you're witty, kind and easy to get along with, why wouldn’t you have a date - or why wouldn’t you want a date on Valentine’s Day?

If only you knew how she feels, she’d make sure to treat you well. Like you deserve. She’d take you on dates you’d enjoy every time the 14th rolls by. If you don’t like the holiday for some reason she’d find a way-

“NO WAY,” you cover your mouth and bump your head to Natasha’s shoulder in defeat, making her come back from her trance to look at the big red words on the screen, indicating you lost. “I almost had it!”

Natasha leans into your touch and pats your back. “You can try again.”

You groan. “I definitely will but for now, I’m gonna take a break.”

“Great,” she shifts a bit to get comfy, switching to Netflix and choosing whatever’s trending right now. “I’m just curious but, do you like someone?”

You hum in response, sipping on a beer, not completely processing what she said. “I - yeah. I guess so,” you tug the blanket closer and pout at the movie that’s on. You don’t like romance movies. You always prefer an action or a mystery one any day. “Do you?”

Natasha feels her heart ache for a moment. “Yeah. She’s kind and sweet, goofy but can still seriously kick your ass type.” Your eyes land to her hands. You knew fully well Natasha isn’t straight, she admitted and definitely doesn’t act like it. “There’s just something about her that makes me... love her.”

“She sounds great,” you mumble, starting to get lost in your own thoughts. “I guess I just-” you hesitate, just because the woman you're about to describe is the same one sitting next to you. “I feel bad for her that someone like me likes her.”

“Why would you think that?” Natasha chuckles, shaking her head.

You shrug. “She’s amazing. So out of my league, I’d say she’s so close but so far away but that would be really cheesy and ugly,” you laugh. “I don’t know, she deserves way better.”

Natasha hums. “Sometimes I think she needs to her worth, because what she doesn’t know is, she’s very much amazing in her own way.”

Looking up at her from her shoulder, your eyes light up and you don’t know when it happened, but you just found her lips pressed against yours softly.

Even if it was just a short kiss you feel breathless when she pulls away to look at you again.

“Just so we’re clear, we’re just describing each other like idiots right?”

“Yeah.”

Natasha leans in to kiss you again.

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oh my god I want a hug

[shameless plug] check out my natasha romanoff ambience here

[yououui]

" i'm trying so hard, but... i can't stop myself from falling in love with you. " - but it's kurogane saying it! because you know he tried to stop himself before deciding this was just his lot in life and it was time to wife that boy

I accidentally wrote a 5 page fic of Kurogane just being a lovesick idiot enjoy

They sit in silence after Tomoyo leaves them. Kurogane wants to yell at her a bit because what the hell is she playing at dressing the mage like that?! but it turns out that cutting off an arm is exhausting and he doesn’t have the energy to fight her. He does give her a glare as she exits the room and she winks back at him.

Tea is brought for them eventually and Fai carefully pours them each a warm glass. “How are you feeling?” Fai asks while handing Kurogane his cup, the first words spoken since he socked Kurogane upside the head.

Kurogane shrugs, a natural instinct that proves to be a mistake as pain shoots across his left side. Fai notices his wince and moves closer in concern, like he thinks Kurogane will need to be caught before fainting, but Kurogane waves him off. “I’m fine. Just tired.”

“And in pain,” Fai says. He almost sounds angry, but the sad look on his face betrays his tone.

“It’s not that bad,” Kurogane tells him instead. “As long as I don’t move too much.”

Fai regards the empty sleeve hanging at Kurogane’s side and the white bandages wrapped tightly around his chest. “You’re such… an idiot,” He says eventually. “What the hell were you thinking?”

“Thought I made it clear a while ago,” Kurogane responds, as easily as ever. “I’ll do anything to protect the people I love.”

Fai laughs, though it sounds more like a sob, and shakes his head. “If you love me then you’re even more of an idiot.”

“Trust me, I know,” Kurogane says. When Fai lifts his eye, Kurogane offers him a small smile just so the idiot doesn’t get the idea in his head that Kurogane is serious. Somehow, even for as upset as he is, it gets Fai to smile weakly as well. That gives Kurogane the encouragement he needs to continue. “Y’know mage, I’m trying so hard—I’ve been trying for a while, but…”

But…?

When did it start exactly? When did the annoyance towards the insufferable man sitting beside him turn into curiosity? When did he begin finding himself wanting to know more about him—when did he begin to care?

He can’t be certain but Outo springs to mind first. The moment Fai’s casual admittance that he wanted to die spiked anger in Kurogane. Anger not towards Fai, as Fai believed, but towards the mere idea of him going through with it. And the moment he saw the mage’s ribbon on the ground, no body to be seen as demons surrounded him and that anger returned like a tsunami wave engulfing him until he could barely see or breathe.

And the relief when he saw the idiot was actually alive. And the frustration at himself for feeling so relieved for someone that didn’t care about Kurogane or himself. Kurogane knew that it was pointless to let himself be interested in the mage; Fai was a liar that carefully kept them all at arms length and Kurogane had no idea who he would see when the mask finally fell.

But he didn’t want Fai to die. As grating as Fai could be, Kurogane wanted him to stick around. He didn’t care about Fai’s past, but he wanted to understand him more. He wanted to know what he liked—liquor, music, cooking, annoying Kurogane, cats, dogs?—and what he disliked—hangovers, waking up early, pickles, personal questions, green tea. He wanted to understand what had Fai so guarded, what had him so afraid, and he wanted Fai to understand that he could let the walls down every now and then, that Kurogane would protect him from whatever he was running from.

And then Yama, Piffle, Lecourt, seeing those walls break down brick by careful brick. Feeling the strength of Fai’s magic for the first time as it engulfed them, the sheer power of it suffocating and brilliant. And Kurogane felt a brief spark of hope that maybe, maybe, Fai was beginning to learn that caring wasn’t such a bad thing.

And then the fear that came with the weight of Fai’s limp body in his arms, the way his blood fell like morbid tears and stained usually flawless skin. Kurogane had felt that once before as a child, the night his life was burned to ruins but he still refused to let his mother go. Kurogane also refused to let Fai go; he needed to feel the mage’s breath and heartbeat, no matter how weak. He needed to know with certainty that Fai was still alive.

It may have began earlier, but it was then that he realized that his minor curiosity had grown into something he couldn’t control or bury or pretend not to notice. In that moment, his worldview narrowed down until he could only see Fai, the noises around them dulled except for Fai’s wavering breath and weak voice, and suddenly anything else he’d ever wanted didn’t seem to matter. He made the wish and paid the price and bound himself to Fai, a man who would keep running seemingly forever.

Well then, to hell with Nihon—he could find a new home or wander around new worlds with Fai until the day he died. He could give up his own life, tear out his own heart, anything it would take to keep that idiot alive for one more day.

It was only after it was over and the price paid that Kurogane reminisced about his parents and realized that there was a word for what he was feeling.

“But I can’t stop myself from falling in love with you.”

Fai says nothing but the breath he takes is sharp enough to cut the stillness around them. Because sure, Kurogane loved him, he cared, they were friends after all. But to fall in love…

It was something he knew he shouldn’t feel as soon as he realized it. He knew he should avoid it. If he tried to pursue someone who did not want to be chased, it would only end in disaster.

And gods did he try to stop it before it reached that point. Kurogane had heard of heartbreak of course, through others lamenting the loss of their beloved or reading about it in books, but he’d never experienced it himself. He didn’t understand how such a feeling could overwhelm someone completely and scoffed at characters in stories that threw themselves from high windows or drank poison rather than live a day without their love.

But then he felt it, that hot knife of rejection stabbing him straight through the chest. Each cold word and hostile glare twisted the blade until he was certain his heart had been crushed to a gruesome, mangled mess, and yet there were still tender bits of it left for Fai to sink his claws into. And then Kurogane understood the windows and the poison and honestly, he’d rather cut off his other arm than ever experience that again.

But at least Fai was alive. At least he was there, and Kurogane would take the bitter pain and more for Fai. Only for Fai.

Kurogane chuckles to himself now, the entire thing so miserable it’s almost humorous. If the person he was before Tomoyo cast him away could see him now, he’d probably call himself a moron, just like those characters in the stories. Kurogane never knew one person could change him so much. “Even when you hated me, I couldn’t help it.”

Fai’s head falls forward and he digs the heel of his palm into his eye as if it could shove his tears back inside. His other hand trembles and fists his kimono so tightly, Kurogane is worried he’ll tear right through the silk.

“I never—hated you,” Fai gasps, shoulders trembling. Kurogane feels bad for making Fai cry—Fai’s cried a lot recently. It comforts Kurogane to hear the truth, though, and he thinks the mage needs it. He has about five lifetimes of tears built up. “I couldn’t. So I tried to make you hate me but—gods, even after all I did... how I treated you…! You still wouldn’t...”

Kurogane turns his body a bit so that he can reach Fai with his right hand. He ruffles Fai’s hair and the indignant squeak Fai lets out as his head is pushed down feels entirely worth it. “Guess we’re both idiots then,” Kurogane tells him quietly.

Fai peers up at him through his hair that Kurogane has made a mess of. His face is shining with tears, his cheeks splotched red and his eye swollen and Kurogane marvels that such a beautiful person could ever exist in the mortal world.

Fai weakly—playfully—swats Kurogane’s hand away and wipes his sleeve against his cheeks. Kurogane snorts, humored that the outfit Tomoyo carefully picked for Fai to wear for a very specific reason has been reduced down to a rag to dry his face. “I think Kuro-sama must be on all kinds of strange medicine,” Fai says with a fragile but honest smile. “He’s in such a good mood and saying all kinds of weird things.”

“Mm. Don’t expect to hear this shit when I wake up tomorrow,” Kurogane tells him with a nod. He’s still smiling though, smiling like a lovesick idiot with hearts in his eyes but damn it he’s been through too much and has almost lost Fai too many times to care about it now. Hearing the slightly teasing tone in the mage’s voice and seeing him here, alive and at Kurogane’s side, soothes his torn up heart and begins stitching the pieces back together.

Fai’s smile grows as well, the fragile edges chipping away and leaving behind a look of pure happiness Kurogane has never seen on him before. Fai reaches over, letting go of his own kimono to grab the empty sleeve of Kurogane’s. “I’m sorry,” He says. “And thank you. But never do something like this again.”

“Don’t almost get yourself killed again and I won’t have to,” Kurogane tells him, grinning.

Fai nods, still smiling. “Fine. You’ll live a long, long life with me by your side, Kuro-sama. I hope you know what you’ve gotten yourself into.”

It’s probably the strangest proposal in the history of any world, but it’s one Kurogane is happy to accept.