#like somebody send help 😭

[simmingonthelow]

i wanna finish retwisting my hair but i also want to play sims 4 but i also want to do neither since i can't do both

＼（〇_ｏ）／...........(ヘ･_･)ヘ┳━┳ (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

[jakeperalta]

happy friday to everyone except my coworker who asked if I could help with a couple of things and then dumped a mountain of work on me with less than 1.5 hours left of the week 🙃

[pixielusts]

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[n-agiz]

atp idk if i'm being delusional or just ignoring what's right in front of me 😭😭

[whore4abby]

ooo i always have so many ideas but then my mind just goes blank lol

maybe abby and the reader are at a family dinner at either abby or the readers like aunts house idk and they sneak off to a bathroom/somewhere more private to make out all messy but then the reader stops abby before anything else happens to tease her and get her all worked up??

sorry if that’s horrible 😭

-🎀

home for the holidays; abby anderson

i literally had so much fun with this aaaaaaa thank u so much for this request <3

warnings; smut - dry humping, pussy slapping, fingering, abby covering readers mouth, reader sucking abby’s fingers

wc; 1.8k…..i got very carried away hehe

you’ve always loved spending christmas with abby’s family you always have such a fun time even if it was a little hectic and frenzied at times. most of the afternoon was spent making small talk with the rest of abby’s family which abby herself was in the kitchen helping her dad make dinner.

you hung out with her siblings for a little while and played all of abby’s little nieces and nephews until you got a little disinterested and all you wanted was to just see your girl again.

you wander into the kitchen and see her stood at the island preparing ingredients for dinner. abby is doing her best to keep calm as she slices vegetables but you can tell she’s getting a little agitated with being around so many people in such a small space. you notice her hand gripping the knife harshly, freckled knuckles turning white and her jaw tightly clenched.

she’s so focused on chopping up the vegetables that she doesn’t hear you behind her.she suddenly feels a pair of warm hands on her shoulders. she nearly jumps out of her skin when she feels your touch, and she slowly turns around to face you, suddenly feeling more at ease at close proximity. "hi, my love..."

she leans into you for some much-needed comfort, leaning her head against your shoulder and you feel tension in her body beginning to dissipate. you can feel her breathing slowly becoming more even and regular as she relaxes against you.

the last couple days have been spent over at her dad’s house have been hectic and busy to say the least, leaving you little to no alone time with abby. she's been craving some time alone with you for fucking days, but the constant hustle and bustle of the house makes it difficult to fulfil.

all she wants is to have a moment where it's just the two of you, where you can spend some quality time together and not being able to do so us causing her to become more frustrated as the hours pass by.

she glances around and notices how busy the kitchen is, realising it would be pretty easy for the two of you to sneak away without anybody noticing. she’s suddenly pulling at your sleeve and ushering you through the house and up the staircase.

before you reach and empty room she’s pushing you up against the wall so hard the picture frames hung above your head rattle and clang against the drywall. you’re paranoid of somebody catching you and you swiftly pull her into the nearest empty guest room.

before you know it you’re pinned under her as she straddles you, her thick thighs pinning you down either side of your waist. abby chuckles as she struggles to take her shirt off due to the sheer excitement of finally getting her hands in you. you’re already a giggling mess as you reach up to help her pull her shirt up and over her head, sending it tumbling to the hardwood floor.

her hands start to slip up under your sweater as she desperately tugs it off your body before she starts to roughly grope your tits over your lacy bra. she gives a soft smirk and without warning, she leans down pressing her lips lovingly against yours as her hips grind against you. you pull apart for a second, looking up into her eyes with a needy gaze. “please, abs….been too long.”

“i know baby…i know.” she reassures you, glancing down at your lips before leaning close again. her mouth hungrily meeting yours, tongues swirling against each others, causing her to let out a soft groan.

her body is pressed tightly against yours as she continues to grind her hips against you. "i've missed this so much." she whispers, her voice a raspy murmur as her lips glide over your throat.

she wedges one of her thighs in between yours, her knee pressing into your cunt over your pants. your body practically goes lax as you finally get some stimulation exactly where you need it. “fuck. feels so good, abby~”

she continues to kiss you messily and grind against you, her breath becoming more shallow as she starts to lose herself in the moment. "mhm.. that's right~" she smirks, that familiar cocky look on her face as she sees how much you’re loving this.

abby's breathing becomes more shallow as she continues to rock her body against you with a bit more intensity, her teeth biting down on her bottom lip to stifle her voice as she lets out a deeper, more primal moan that makes your pussy clench around nothing whilst her knee bumps into your clit over and over.

just as the two of you start to get into a steady rhythm, you’re interrupted once again by someone calling out for the two of you from downstairs to tell you dinner is ready.

“every fucking time.” she curses under her breath as once again your alone time has been interrupted and she’s forced to pull away from you. her chest still heaving as she sits on the edge of the bed, grumbling to herself as she throws her shirt back over her head begrudgingly.

you lean up on your elbows, watching her as she practically sulks like a little child. “why does this keep happening?” you whine and throw yourself back on the bed dramatically. a second later you’re being pulled off of the bed by your forearms and your shirt is being slung over your head by abby.

you desperately hope no one will notice you slightly disheveled clothes and hair or your lip gloss that’s now sloppily smeared around your mouth. you giggle as abby reaches out to wipe the gloss away, ‘innocently’ opening up your mouth slightly and letting her thumb slip into the warmth of your mouth before she quickly retracts it. she grits her teeth and grips your jaw with her strong hand, “don’t be a fucking tease.” she mumbles sternly, pressing a long, hard kiss straight onto your lips before pulling away and dragging you out of the room and back downstairs.

hours later, everyone has gone to bed in their respective rooms for the night after all watching a movie together which finally leaves you and abby alone for the night.

she's laying on the sofa with you resting in between her legs. she watches as the next movie of the channel starts to play, but you can tell she's not really paying attention to it as her fingers run up and down your thighs teasingly, inching closer and closer to the edge of your panties each second.

she slowly starts to hike up the edge of your nightdress further exposing your thighs to cool air. she stops her teasing and eventually pulls the nightdress up over your hips so she can see the mess you’ve made in your panties. there’s already a wet patch right in the center of your pretty panties and she can’t help but run her finger over it lightly, seeing how you react.

your breath hitches in your throat and you look back over your shoulder at her wordlessly begging her to carry on. she smiles and pressing a kiss to your cheek before she pushes your panties to the side to get a glimpse of your pussy that she’s been desperate to get her hands on for the last four days.

“missed this fucking pussy so much.” she growls as she slaps your pussy sending a jolt of pleasure through your body and you whine out her name. she chuckles cruelly and slaps at your swollen clit again, harder this time whine has you loudly moaning out her name, causing her to cover your mouth with her giant hand, “shut up. be a good girl and shut up for me, yeah?”

you nod obediently and she starts to rub doting circles over your clit, snaking her other hand round to pinch at your nipples through the soft cotton of your nightdress. you’re trying you absolute best to stay quiet but you can’t help the squeaks that leave your lips, pathetic noises slipping through her hands attempt to muffle you. “shut the fuck up or i’m not letting you cum.”

your eyebrows furrow as you try your best to stay silent. her fingers move from your clit down to your weeping hole and she dips her fingers into your folds, inhaling sharply as she feels how wet you are. “god baby, bet you could take three fingers right now. you’re so fucking wet~” she slips her middle and ring finger inside, pumping them slowly as the pads of her digits bump into that spongy spot inside.

your back starts to arch into her and you attempt to pry her hand from your mouth, desperately wanting to kiss her and feel her tongue against yours. she doesn’t even have to speak as the look in her eyes says it all - she’s obviously serious about not letting you cum if you make even the tiniest of noises - she reluctantly pulls her hand away and your arm is quickly wrapping around her neck and pulling her down towards you. the both of your mouth meet in a rough kiss, tongues and teeth clashing together messily.

she adds a third finger and you have to bite down hard on your bottom lip to keep yourself from moaning as she stretches your tight hole out with her thick fingers. they’re pumping in and out of you at an eye-rolling pace, completely coated in your slick and glistening in the low light emanating from the christmas tree in the corner of the dim room.

abby notices how hard you’re biting down on your bottom lip and offers you the fingers of her free hand instead. she’s nudging your chin up towards her and before you can even reply your mouth is stuffed full of her fingers exactly how your pussy is.

she’s fucked you so dumb you don’t even think twice before your sucking her fingers into your mouth, moaning around them as she plunges her fingers in and out of your dripping hole pushing you closer and closer to the edge each time. “that’s a good girl, cum for me baby~” abby murmurs, kissing up and down the shell of your ear as she keeps up the pace of her fingers.

the base of her wrist smashing against you clit with every stroke has you literally drooling all over her fingers as your pussy clenches and squelches around her fingers obscenely. your head falls back against her chest and you’re whining and gasping as you cum all over her fingers, syrupy slick gushing out of your abused hole.

abby’s fingers eventually slow down and she slips them out of you, but not without you whining in protest at the empty feeling your experiencing without her fingers stretching you and keeping your pussy stuffed to the brim. “shh…shh, it’s okay. you did such a good job baby, i’m so proud of my girl~”

© 2023 whore4abby all rights reserved

[disneyprincemuke]

first podiums * aa23

it’s her first win in formula one as a female driver and her boyfriend can’t be any happier for her

pairings: alex albon x reader!driver

notes: NOT in any way, shape, or form related to vettel reincarante calm ur horses.. i also sincerely apologise to all the anons sending in requests while i just keep posting logan shit 😭😭 i’m genuinely trying my best please forgive me!!

also um… this is VERY like… so mediocre… i’m so sorry for this babygirl… i will post another fluff alex fic tomorrow i sweaRRR I’M BETTER THAN THIS

(f1 masterlist)

you hadn’t even realised you’d won the race. all the cheering your engineer and team principal had screamed into your ears through the radio hadn’t fully registered. not until you drove into parc ferme and you were guided to the signage with the number one on it.

you couldn’t even climb out of your car, until a figure towered over the halo, causing you to look up. the driver you’d held off for the better part of the last ten laps of the race greets you with a wide smile, gesturing for you to get out of the car and says something about celebrating.

once you climb out of you car, you’re immediately greeted with a tight hug and praises from the veteran driver.

“oh, you raced that so well! i couldn’t find a way past you in those last laps,” max says to you, patting your helmet firmly. “you deserve this. congrats.”

“thank you,” you’d answer him before he walks away to greet other drivers driving into parc ferme.

but you waste no time. you quickly run over to your team, held back by the barricades, and throw yourself into the sea of arms where they sing you praises and pat your back. it’s exhilarating to be on the receiving end after a long weekend.

it’s not been kind to you: starting the race in the midfield, only to fight your way up and be graced by a yellow flag to chase after max for that fight to your first win in formula one.

and being the first to do it other than max this season, it’s a good look for you and the team that’s brought you here today.

you thought the hugs would never end when you tried to pull away but the only wrapped their arms around you tighter, until there was a pat on your shoulder. your feet touch the ground and you’re immediately twirled into another warm hug.

you had no idea who it was until you opened an eye to meet the bright blue race suit you’ve known and loved the entire season. you had no confirmation until he spoke: “i’m so proud of you.”

"alex," you manage to squeak against his race suit, your helmet uncomfortably being held in alex's arms.

you can hear him giggle as he reaches beneath your helmet, unclipping the harness before he helps you to pull off your head. "hey, race winner! you were amazing out there!"

"how'd you get here so fast?" you laugh, looking around for his car.

"i finished p4 today," he smiles.

you throw your head back in a softer laugh, yanking off your balaclava. you tear away the hair tie that held your hair up, fluffing it out after it'd been stuck to your head for the better part of the past two hours.

"that's amazing, alex! that's a good race!"

"yours is even better! you won!" he beams. "speaking of that, i do have a surprise."

"what are you talking about?"

alex reaches for something behind him, probably held onto by somebody else. you try to move your head around his body to see what it is, but he's quick to counter your gaze by moving himself to where your eyes wander.

"congratulations," alex smiles, moving his hand between your bodies, presenting to you the biggest bouquet to flowers you've ever seen in your life. "these are for you. there will be more later after the podium."

"aren't we going to the nightclub with the guys after the podium and press?" you whisper, taking the flowers into your hands and taking a step towards him. "you guys have got that new race winner tradition, don't you? since you guys kinda run the grid now?”

"you're not much of a drinker - i'm sure they'll understand," alex shrugs with a small smile. "besides, would you rather spend the evening with tons of drunk losers, or just one sober loser - whom you're very much in love with?"

“i guess the latter does sound very romantic,” you smile sweetly, letting him pull you in with a hand on your waist. “you are planning something romantic, right?”

“of course. it’s my baby’s first win in formula one,” alex smiles, leaning down with puckered lips.

you wrap a hand around his neck, reeling him in to connect your lips. the moment is so intimate that you almost don’t notice the flashing lights that surround you.

but it doesn’t go past alex. if he could have all the privacy in the world and do whatever he wants with you, he would. so, he does the one thing he thinks would help him avoid headlines and your pictures plastered everywhere in the morning.

he lifts his helmet to hide your face away from the cameras, allowing you to share whatever’s left of your intimate moment. he pulls away and rests his forehead on yours. “you’re a race winner. when we get back home, we can make our trophies kiss.”

“that’s cute. they’re like our little kids,” you giggle, nudging his nose with yours. “i’ll see you in the car after i’m done with everything? look cute, okay?”

being on the top of that podium step was more exhilarating than you could ever imagine. to hear the crowd chant your name, to listen to your national anthem being blasted for everyone to hear and to watch your loved ones huddled together in the crowd for you is a feeling you’ll never be able to shake off.

in the far corner, you could see alex forcing logan to take a video of you, probably telling him off about which angle to hold the phone at to make you look flattering.

you almost burst into tears when you watched the rookie shove the phone back into your boyfriend’s hands and walk away, shaking his head in disappointment.

with every step you took in the paddocks thereafter, somebody is quick to stop you in your tracks. whether it’s for a picture, a short greeting for your performance, or just a hug. it’s all managed to make you feel a little overwhelmed.

and tired. because by the time alex managed to get you all to himself, it’s practically midnight and all the remaining energy had been squeezed out of you.

you weren’t even able to make a friendly appearance at the nightclub that max had invited you out to. your boyfriend had to practically drag you out of your driver’s room before you passed out in there entirely.

here you are, in your hotel room surrounded by takeout and a pint of chocolate ice cream. your ipad is propped up by several pillows with a random youtube video playing in the room.

“love,” alex hums, reaching out to pause the video. he rolls on his stomach, tapping your shoulder. “i hope you were able to enjoy your first win. i know you’re quite tired.”

of course, you’d been dozing off with the takeout box in your hand. but alex had put in so much effort in making his hotel room feel like a celebration after all your efforts throughout the evening that it would have felt rude — illegal, even — to politely decline from how drained you are.

“love, of course, i enjoyed everything,” you smile, putting a hand on his cheek. you tilt your head and let your hair fall past your shoulders. “i’m sorry, i wish i had more energy to go out and do something. we could have gotten some drinks and celebrated with the guys.”

alex leans into your touch, closing his eyes momentarily. “i hope my simple setup didn’t disappoint. i would have gotten us some wine, but ya know… you don’t really drink.”

“hey, i love cranberry juice,” you grin, pinching his cheek very slightly. “thank you. for all of this, and the flowers. you really didn’t have to — it’s not like i’d won the championship?”

“oh, you’re aiming for that next,” alex smiles with a nod. “not before me, though! you’re going to have to fight me for that championship.”

“ah, i wouldn’t speak so much for someone who can’t beat me in mario kart,” you roll your eyes playfully.

alex raises his eyebrows, sitting up in disbelief. “yeah? you got the energy to beat me in mario kart right now?”

“i always have the energy for that!” you shriek when alex yanks you into his body, trying to avoid spilling the food onto your white bedsheets. “alex, the food!”

“eat faster so we can play mario kart! come on!”

[miyagic]

How they wake you up

– marauders era

CONTAINS (in order): James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, Regulus Black, Barty Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Lily Evans, Marlene McKinnon and Pandora Rosier (Lovegood).

a/n: I was bored, so I decided to make a scenario, I had this idea when I compared the way my mother wakes me up and how my sister-in-law wakes me 😭 I know I said I would do a Sirius one, but I haven't ideas, so...

w/c: 1.2k

English isn't my first language, sorry for any mistakes.

—★ JAMES POTTER

If there's one thing James Potter knows, it's how to love somebody. He's caring by nature, always trying to make others happy, always putting other people above himself. However, he can be poisonous before you actually get to know him.

James likes physical contact and as your boyfriend, he expects you to like his physical contact too, so I feel like James wakes people up with touches.

I think with friends, James would grab that person's arm and pull lightly while whispering their name. However, when he gets tired (and it doesn't take long) he would throw himself on top of the person and just start screaming.

However, with his girlfriend, you, he would leave kisses all over your face and then fan you. If you are a heavy sleeper, at some point he will get tired and tickle you. If you don't wake up with the tickles, or don't have them, he will throw himself on top of you and say your name louder.

Well, and if you're a REALLY heavy sleeper, James will ask Sirius or Remus for help because he's starting to get worried and completely out of ideas of what to do.

—★ SIRIUS BLACK

Uh, well, Sirius isn't the best person to wake someone up, but he's not bad!

With the energy he naturally has, he would already enter your room talking loudly, so if you are a light sleeper, his presence in itself is a good wake-up call.

With friends, Sirius would shake them carelessly and then start shouting their name while complaining about talking to that person and them being asleep.

With you being his girlfriend he would be a little different, not much because he's Sirius Black, but still different.

I think he would try to be careful, but he would run out of patience. Then he would go, shake you lightly while saying your name, run out of patience and shake you hard and say your name more loudly.

But after you wake up, he would give you an apologetic kiss, because he feels bad <3.

—★ REMUS LUPIN

This man in a professor in waking people up.

If you have a right way to wake up, he knows, just like he knows about all his other friends.

He also does a lot of blackmail, like "if you wake up I'll do..." or simply lie and say that something is going to happen or that there is some type of food that the person likes.

However, with a girlfriend, Remus would be more careful. He would walk up to you and kiss your cheek and shake you lightly.

He helps you get up and if you're really sleepy he helps you wake up too.

He knows how to wake someone up and you can be sure that he will find a way to wake you up without any difficulty.

—★ PETER PETTIGREW

Peter isn't the best at waking other people up. But... He's good too?

Peter just shakes people while speaking on their behalf, if you're a light sleeper it's peaceful and really nice. But if you're a heavy sleeper... sorry, my love, but with Peter you'll stay in bed.

He's sweet and really tries to wake the other person up calmly, but there are people who wake up that easily and Peter can't wake people up any other way, he feels bad.

So if you don't wake up, he gives up.

To be honest, Peter ends up sleeping with you more often than actually wakes you up.

—★ REGULUS BLACK

Regulus is sweet, but he doesn't have much patience.

If he's having a bad day, I feel sorry for you. But it's rare for his parents to send letters.

First, with friends, he shakes lightly, the force with which he shakes increases.

If his friends don't wake up, he just gives up and leaves.

With girlfriends, oh he's the best. Waking up with Regulus, being his girlfriend, is the best feeling of your life, you can be sure.

He kisses your face, shakes you carefully while whispering your name. If you really don't wake up, it shakes harder, but nothing too exaggerated.

When you are a little awake, he kisses your mouth, which makes you more awake. He picks you up and puts you on your feet so you can't end up falling asleep again.

A sweet and loving cupcake with his princess treatment <3.

—★ BARTY CROUCH JR.

Barty is... horrible.

He has no patience, much less care.

It doesn't matter if it's a friend, it doesn't matter if it's a girlfriend, he does exactly the same thing.

He shakes hard, screams your name and, scariest of all, grabs your leg and pulls you.

It hurts. But he doesn't care.

He drags you to the floor without any care, if you manage to hold on to the mattress, well, the mattress goes to the floor too.

I am really sorry. The most he can do is give you a kiss if you really hurt yourself when you fall.

—★ EVAN ROSIER

Evan is simple, he shakes you and calls you.

If you don't wake up, he gives up.

It depends on whether he really likes you and calls Regulus or if he doesn't and calls Barty.

On a day when he feels particularly good, he may stay until you wake up.

When he sees you later, he hugs and kisses you, pretending that he simply didn't try to wake you up.

If it's a friend, he simply says "ask Barty".

—★ LILY EVANS

There's not much to say about Lily.

She's sweet and usually knows how to wake people up.

First, she shakes lightly while calling your name, if you don't wake up she gives you little kisses on the cheek. But if she loses her temper, Lily goes downstairs and gets a glass of ice-cold water.

And you know what happens.

If you're her girlfriend, she'll give you an apologetic kiss too <3.

—★ MARLENE MCKINNON

Uhg, one of the worst people to wake others up.

There's not much to say, she screams, shakes hard and throws water too.

LOTS of water. And as cold as she can get.

If you date her, maybe she'll just throw a half of a glass with water and if you get upset, she'll give you a hug, but she doesn't really feel bad at all.

—★ PANDORA ROSIER (LOVEGOOD)

Pandora is the sweetest, she is a vanilla cookie.

Kisses, hugs, shake your body as carefully as you've ever seen someone do.

She doesn't really lose her temper, she likes to wake people up.

If it's a friend, depending, she gives them a few kisses on the cheek, but if you're her girlfriend, she completely fills your face with kisses.

She kisses you until you wake up, lots of hugs, she even lies down next to you.

She helps you get up, chooses your clothes and combs your hair.

She spends all her time with you, until it's time to go to class or until you're actually awake.

Her excitement wakes you up, honestly.

The best girlfriend you could have <3.

[alwritey-aphrodite]

pookie first of all: CONGRATS ON 1K OMG!!! SO PROUD OF YOU🫶🫶

also: loving all the arranged marriage fics they’re all soso good I’m so happy and grateful ❤️

anywayss, I have a new idea!!

-either a new girl reader, and sejanus is immediately infatuated w her

-orr more of a peacekeeper!sejanus with a district/covey reader bc it’s literally stuck in my head so badly rn😭

thank you so much, congrats again🫶🫶

ps: wish me luck on midterms this week, I’m dying🙏

AHHH THANK YOU SO SO MUCH 🥰🥰🥰 im sorry this took so long, but im sure you did amazing on your midterms <3 also, peacekeeper!Sejanus and covey!reader mean the world to me (as does matchmaker Lucy Gray hehe)

The Covey are a flashy people, performers to their very soul and the most lively bunch you’ve ever seen. With a love of bright colors and music, it’s hard for any of you to fly under the radar when compared to the rest of the citizens of District Twelve, the people who will never claim you as their own but are happy to dance to your songs and send your cousin to fight to the death.

You, however, aren’t built for the stage. Your voice is better suited to singing lullabies than it is to performing on stage, and even the thought of that many eyes on you makes you feel like you’re on the verge of throwing up. Still, you contribute where you can, helping your cousins write their songs and being a willing audience when they need to test out something new, and you still work, sewing new clothes and patching up the old.

Lucy Gray is something of a momma bird, despite the fact that she’s only a handful of weeks older than you, and she’d rather see you set up and happy before running off with Coriolanus. Luckily for you, he has a friend who, in your opinion, is much kinder and cuter than his blonde counterpart. You’d tell him that, if only your tongue didn’t tie up in knots every time you made eye contact.

Walking towards the lake, Sejanus is sure to push any low-hanging branches out of the way for you, holding out his hand to help you over loose rocks and tangles of roots. The two of you talk the entire way there, almost oblivious to the people surrounding you and the feeling of Lucy Gray staring at you. If you turned around, you’re almost certain you’d catch her grinning.

When you finally make it to the dock, you try not to stare as Sejanus pulls off his shirt, turning away to pull off your own clothes, completely unaware of the way he blushes as he turns back towards the water, for reasons unrelated to the beating sun. No matter how obvious Sejanus makes his affection, it seems impossible to you that somebody like him could love you, and even just friendship seems a little unbelievable sometimes.

The two of you wait for your younger cousins to go splashing into the water, certain that if you had jumped in first, you would have gotten pummeled with water and flying limbs. Launching yourself into the water, you resurface with a giggle as you watch Lucy Gray leap into the lake with Coriolanus hot on her heels. Sejanus is treading water next to you, and the two of you share a smile as you watch Lucy Gray out of the corner of your eye.

“They’re something else, aren’t they?” You wish you were as trusting as Lucy Gray, able to just accept affection like you deserved it, but you’re too busy daydreaming to realize that Sejanus is looking at you like you’re something to be admired.

After about twenty minutes of Maude Ivory’s splashing, you grow tired and heave yourself onto the dock, drying off in the sunshine and dangling your feet into the water. Sejanus sits next to you, claiming that he’s never been the strongest swimmer and he’d rather sit with you on mostly-solid ground, but from the way Lucy Gray winks at you, you’re almost certain it’s just an excuse to sit next to you.

The rest of the afternoon is spent lying side by side with Sejanus in the sun, talking about whatever comes to mind and kicking at your younger cousins whenever they decide to try and tug you back into the water. It’s all sunshine and giggles, and there’s a strange feeling forming in your chest, right in the center of your ribs, a feeling that grows whenever Sejanus looks over at you, eyes half-closed from the sun but still full of a sort of adoration that’s completely foreign to you.

These are always your favorite days, your favorite moments, little pockets of sun dappled peace for you to hold close to your heart and revisit whenever you’re feeling down. The way Sejanus looks at you, smiles at you, laughs at your jokes, places a gentle hand on the bottom of your back to guide you over rough terrain, catapults today to the top of your heart, a precious little jewel to hold onto.

In those moments, replaying the day over in your head with a dreamy smile on your face, you don’t have to worry about saying the wrong thing or reading too much into the way Sejanus seems to orbit you like you’re the sun, you just get to smile at the memory of the way his eyes crinkle with the intensity of his joy and the ghost of his warm palm on your back. And, no one can scold you for replaying these moments over and over, even though you’re much too nervous to ever say anything to Sejanus about the way your breath catches and your heart constricts whenever you see him.

Tagging my beloved @beybaldes because it feels illegal not to at this point

[changingplumbob]

Please don't

Layla just got him to sleep and he is exhausted! But I suppose a quick hello is fine...

I clicked OK thinking it would be like a day visit and now they're here in our tiny house for a whole week! Somebody please send help, I don't want them up in my business! I swear I thought it would be like them coming for a few hours 😭

[periprose]

Angsty/Sad imagine idea for insomniac!peter parker

Reader dies in his arms or he visits her grave for the first time and he says something like "we weren't supposed to end like this" and its just sad....

😭 this ask made me sad but also excited to write! Thanks for requesting it.

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"How is Spider-Man supposed to reach us in time?" The woman tied up next to you quivered in fear. "Those assholes having been taunting their guns for the last twenty minutes... oh God..."

You never worried if Peter would show up to rescue you in time. Ever since Fisk had gotten jailed, multiple up-and-coming criminals had taken this as their chance to shine.

Unfortunately for you, that meant being kidnapped or harassed, and often you'd get out of those situations thanks to the police- but being Spider-Man's girlfriend sometimes had it's privileges, namely that you could text him discreetly for help and he'd be on his way.

You always felt bad about it. You knew there were worse, harsher things happening out there. But Peter always insisted that you ask for help.

Usually it would end in a quick brawl, and you'd be safely thwipped into his arms, no harm done as you'd swing back to your apartment in safety.

This time, though? It's a lot more serious. These thugs want to "directly send a message to Spider-Man", and it's by poor luck that they've discovered your connection to him.

Every once in a while, they taunt you, but you're sure Peter will rescue you. You've sent him a text and he's read it- he must be frantically swinging right now.

"He's coming, don't worry." You try to comfort the woman beside you, but to no avail- she mutters that Spider-Man doesn't deserve a girlfriend if this is what happens to her, and that you need higher standards.

"This one's getting too confident, boss." One of the thugs kicks your side after hearing your remark, and you wince. "Being pretty won't save you now, bitch."

The woman next to you shrieks in fear- but she suddenly gasps in relief, and you see him, red-and-blue Spider-Man saviour swinging directly to the intersection you're currently kneeling at.

"I've got you, stay down!" Spider-Man shouts at you and the other hostages. He doesn't have a hint of his usual, tension-breaking humour, and it fills you with dread.

The pavement hurts your knees, but you stay down, not wanting to draw attention now as Spider-Man attacks and webs up your kidnappers. He's putting a lot more emphasis into his punches- it seems like they've really ruffled his feathers this time.

Of course, Peter's actually furious- he doesn't know how they figured out your connection to him, and he's desperate to take you away and hide you somewhere safe.

He wonders if he can convince you to move to New Jersey.

After a blur of punches, Peter sees that there's just one more guy to defeat- he swings forward, the guy shoots his gun, a flurry of bullets ricocheting everywhere, and Peter doesn't care about the sudden searing pain in his side- he takes him down.

He turns- hoping that you're still okay to go home now- but the woman next to you is crying hysterically, pointing to your slumped over body.

Oh no. Oh no. No, no, no.

Peter starts running, not with the confident poise of Spider-Man, but with the fear of a young man about to lose the one person he truly, truly cared about.

He scrambles over the pavement, where you're lying in a pool of your own blood, gunshot wounds scattered across your body- it just seems unnecessarily unfair, so needlessly cruel that the universe decided that you would take all those bullets. They should've hit him- he would've gladly taken every single shot.

"No, no. Please-" Peter squeezes your hand, as you look up at him, tears falling out of your eyes. Your face is ghostly pale, you're shuddering- but you still have enough time to say something.

"Keep... going..." You try, because you don't want Peter to blame himself for your own stupidity.

"No. Please, somebody help her!" Peter shouts, gritting his teeth, and there's nobody left here but him and you. Everyone else has ran off- and Peter's too shaken to call an ambulance at this moment. "I don't know what to do, don't- don't-"

You know what he means, and you're trying. You're using all your might to not die here, to let yourself be rescued and healed. But you can't let Peter stay agonized like this, not when he means so much to people, not when he protects so much more than just you, so you use your last reserve of energy to speak, even though he tries to shush you.

"New York... needs... you."

"I need you!" Peter yells, and you can tell he's crying under the mask. "It should've been me, I could've taken it- please don't-"

But Peter's luck always runs out, and it seems like the universe wants him to lose even more than he ever has. Your grip loosens from his hand, your eyes glaze over, and even though he sobs, clings on to you even more tightly- you just aren't there to hug him back this time.

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It's been a month since Peter lost you so unceremoniously.

He stares at your gravestone in disbelief. None of this feels real- he was sure that if anyone in this world had to die from random criminals, it should've been him.

All the time, he feels like he's waiting for a phone call from you. He still swings by your apartment- your things have been removed, he can see that through the window.

Even though he saw your body being taken away into the ambulance, where you were immediately proclaimed dead, and he was at your funeral. It's like the reality of the situation is refusing to sink in his mind.

Even worse, he's taken out his rage on every petty criminal that comes his way now, as Spider-Man. J. Jonah Jameson loves it, calls him even more of a vengeance on the city, and that he should be behind bars.

Peter would be behind bars gladly if it meant you would've been safe. Maybe being Spider-Man was a mistake.

But he can't forget your last words. The last thing Peter would ever do is disappoint you, and he knows what you wanted. That he would keep protecting the city, that he would keep going despite it all.

Damn it, he hates you sometimes. Hates that you still know how to inspire hope in him, that you're such a significant presence in his heart that you're permanently etched there now. He hates how much he loves you, and how he's going to forever listen to you.

He just wishes you were here to see it through.

"We weren't supposed to end like this. It was supposed to be me and you, together, living a full life." He whispers. "It... it was supposed to be us, and our kids, our grandkids, hell even great grandkids, and then, only then, would I accept it. That we would be allowed to-"

He still can't bring himself to say die. So he lets himself swallow the agony, the sobs that always threaten to ebb out of his throat, and rests another bouquet of flowers at your grave.

[1nternetk4ngel]

GUYS PLEASE HELP 😭

I've been seeing dis term around, can somebody explain it? It's called radqueer, I'm super confused on what it means and it seems a lot of people don't like them,, idrk why tho !! From what I've seen on a lot of radqueer accounts it's just cute little harmless things!! Like like I saw this rly cool thing called "trans puppy" on someone's "hoard"! Apparently it was smthn like identifying as being a puppy and that's so cool like what:0 I think that's so cute too!! But a lot of ppls don't like the trans thingys and can someone explain why? I'm like.. Super lost!! /genq for all /srs /gen /pos

EDIT ;; ok I think I understand it now!! It's like, being radically accepting and radically weird!! Like accepting of transids, "paras", and other stuff that I've forgotten.. ㅠㅠ idk but it sounds kinda cool!! I'm neu with an extremely slight pro lean on radqs!! I'm also anti contact!! I don't want negativity or discourse on my page.. Please don't send me hate over this stuff either! I'm just now kinda grasping what it means. I also have no idea rly what I think abt trace & transabled folk,, tbh rn it's just as long as it's in good faith, it's not discriminatory or anything, then I think its okay. But I rly don't know yet!! :3

[getmeoutofhell]

Ghostface killers texting with y/n (I know this is ass but) part 2: chat 2

Summary: stu is ass at baking. Ethan likes you. That’s it.

Warnings: language/memes sent by Ethan. Female reader btw

Stu: hey guys! 😘

Billy: stop with the weird ass emojis stu.

Mickey: lmao

Roman: hello stu

Richie: hello fellow ghostfaces

Ethan: hey

Amber: replying to stu: hey Stu 😘

Quinn: weirdos

Jill: …

Y/n : hey everyone!!

Stu: y/n what movie are we watching tonight? Can we also bake cookies?? 🤗

Y/n: Stu, I love that you want cookies. But remember last time we baked what happened?

Mickey: I told you to not let him bake shit. Look what happened

Quinn: LMAOO

Billy: he’s so dumb

Ethan: lol those things are burnt

Amber: did you even help him y/n?

Billy replying to amber: stop trying to defend him you know he’s ass at baking

Amber: okay but maybe he just needed some help

Quinn: bro is meat riding like crazy

Amber: stfu

Y/n: okay guys let’s just chill out and find a movie to watch tonight

Ethan: y/n look at this

Y/n: lol 😭

Quinn: fake ass laugh you know that meme was ass

Amber: Ethan’s flirting game is weak 💀

Quinn: facts

Y/n: y’all chill he’s not flirting with me

Amber: …

Quinn: …

Stu: …you know he likes you. Just date already ❣️

Y/n: 😳

Charlie: oh hey guys

Stu: hey Charlie, where have you been we haven’t talked to or seen you all day

Charlie: I went on a date

Billy: with?

Stu: with who??

Amber: you pulled somebody?? That’s shocking 💀

Charlie: piss off amber, and y’all don’t need to know who

Mickey replying to Ethan’s picture: tf is that

Jill: Ethan trying to pull a girl he’ll never get

Ethan: guys I’m not flirting with y/n. I was just sending her memes

Amber: 🙄

Amber: @ y/n

Y/n: wsp?

Amber: can you just go out with Ethan so he’ll stop sending lame ass memes in the chat?

Y/n: for the last time, he does not like me like that.

Quinn: y/n stfu he’s literally trying to flirt with you clearly 😒

*ethan left the chat*

Quinn: LMAO I KNEW ITT

Amber: lmaoooo he left the chat

Roman: what did I just come back to?

Part 2?

I got Inspo for richie from a ghostface chat on ao3, credits to them.

[incorrect-riordanverse]

finally reading tsats here are my live thoughts (spoilers, obviously):

i’m so excited because some pages are darkly decorated and its so cool. still don’t vibe with the title though (the sun IS a star and its peeving me)

why are we talking about dating darth vader 😟 where are we rn (anakin is a yes, but DARTH VADER???)

maybe i’m too old but the jokes are not funny 😭

“this whole place feels like my soul. empty and dark. dark as the pit of the underworld.” <- i don’t care if he’s joking nico would never say thissss 🙏😭 we’re only 10 pages in but please stop butchering my fav character he’s not himselffff i am cringing so bad

i know i’m being dramatic but if they do nico dirty in this book i’m going to end it all

oh my god i don’t think i’ve thought about the words “significant annoyance” in so long. bringing back good memories for sure.

i can tell which parts were written by riordan and which parts were written by oshiro. i don’t think their voices are blending very well together…

also, maybe it’s because it’s the start of the book and they’re trying to familiarise new readers quickly with the characters but it feels like they’re making nico the caricature of ‘emo and shadow and ebony darkness dementia raven way 🥀⛓️🖤’ and will the caricature of ‘happy and sunshine and blonde and flower gleam and glow ☀️🌈🫧’ and i usually like this dynamic when it’s not blatantly pointed out every other page. i have faith they’ll show more complexity than this later on though. future yan will let me know by the end. (future yan here, im not at the end but the characterisation def does get more complex thank gods)

oh ok so it is bob the titan

since when was nico’s actual name niccolo??? how did i forget this detail??

“you have to listen if not you’ll share my fate.” “ominous much?” <- ok he’s finally himself again guys it’s all good

the one-sided beef nico has with percy will never not be funny

“cookie monster appeared over the mouth of the jar, reached inside and gobbled up nico like the chocolate-chip cookie he was.” <- nevermind i’ve gone back to hating this book again

“what was one straight boy when you spent your whole life longing for the impossible?” <- i’m reminded of that time a few years back where everyone made ‘having an unrequited crush on percy’ nico’s whole fanon personality, so i’m glad they addressed this somewhat. this boy has been through so much and people really thought crushing on percy was the biggest thing to focus on about ‘nico angst.’

“we made a mistake. you have to fix it.” <- call me a red flag but if i was nico i would do anything and everything to not go. i would medicate myself so highly on sleeping pills that i can’t dream (doctor bf can go kick rocks). i would track percy and annabeth down and haul their asses into tartarus instead to do it. and if i had to go i would only go in to kill bob myself for sending me those traumatic ass nightmares. no thx. bro willingly jumped in himself and now wants me to save him. nuh uh.

not cupid being will 😭 its like his aphrodite 😭 i am not well.

they always have a really good and emotionally moving scene and they ruin it with a dumb joke. let it be heavy 👏👏

something’s really fishy and i have a feeling that it might not be bob calling for him

if this whole “grumpy ball of darkness” thing continues i will actually lose it

you can’t tell me the percabeth pep talk was actually needed. i will forgive it because i miss them though

im sensing tension in the gap between nico’s connection to the underworld and his relationship with will and i’m here for ittttt. give me the dramaaa

who is the gorgyra girl and why is she in their business sm?

oh shit a will solace pov??? christmas came early 🙏

nevermind that whole nightmare sequence was so fucked up 😭😭

somebody HELP HIM i never thought we would get will angst (nico angst fs, but will???)

DONT JUMP IN THE STYX PLEASE

SOMEBODY TELL HIM HE’S HELPFUL OMG

nico strangling epiales in his sleep is so fucking cool he’s literally HIM he’s literally THAT GUY

[abiiors]

apparently john and ross said something so unhinged in the mics that matty couldn’t stop giggling through the somebody else intro and had to start over and he went on a rant and both john and ross look like SCOLDED CHILDREN IT'S SENDING ME HELP 😭😭

a saga in 2 parts -- x // x

[silverbladexyz]

Hi hun🤭 can I request Tecchou, Dazai, and Chuuya meeting their s/o’s ex fiancé for the first time (but reader is not there when they meet oh and reader is the one who canceled the engagement) and can the ex fiancé be similar to Yukito Ayastuji in personality and looks and be like really smart? And maybe the boys get jealous or smth😭

Hello there! This is quite interesting, and I changed the request a little if that's alright with you ^-^. The boys don’t really get jealous but something else happens.

The images do not belong to me. They belong to their original owners.

TW: Mentions of threats, mentions of death

Tecchou, Dazai and Chuuya meeting S/O's ex fiancée who is like Ayatsuji

Dazai:

-When he first met your ex-fiancée, his eyes narrowed and he observed the person in front of him

-Your ex-fiancée no doubt knew who he was, and Dazai hated the vibes that your former partner emitted

-I feel like Dazai wouldn’t really approach him because he simply is not bothered to talk to them, but the latter saved him the trouble by walking up to Dazai with quite a scrutinising look in his eyes

-‘You must be Y/N’s new boyfriend; not that I care. I would advise you to leave them now so to save you a lot of trouble later on in your relationship. You deserve better, anyways.’

-And Dazai immediately transformed from ‘couldn’t-care-less’ to ‘demonic-prodigy-of-the-Port-Mafia’

-Literally goes all demon-mode. Normally, this would scare most people away and make them think twice, but your ex-fiancée wasn’t an average person. Dazai could see that their smartness could probably rival Ranpo’s

-‘So? Are you going to stalk and kill me just because I told you the truth? That isn’t very befitting for a detective, now is it? Not to mention that Y/N would be heartbroken to see their beloved in jail... but they deserve it anyways, that insufferable-’

-‘Ah, now I see why they left you. With your arrogant and snarky attitude, who would want a cocky man-child like you?’ Your ex-fiancée had laid the fuel, while Dazai lighted the fuse

-Dazai was so tempted to make this into a roast battle, but he has a lot more common sense. So instead, he gave the man a chilling glare, told him to never come back again, and walked away

-Definitely showers you in much more affection, because he just shudders to think if you had married that bastard. He is glad that you cancelled the engagement though, because he can’t bear to see you with somebody else whom clearly didn’t deserve you

Chuuya:

-One word: rip. Good luck to your ex-fiancée

-It’s a 50/50 chance that either Chuuya or your ex-fiancée approaches the other first. I feel like it depends on Chuuya’s mood, but he’ll more likely stay put and send glares at the other person’s way

-But sooner or later Chuuya is approached by the scumbag, and even when he’s holding back every urge to beat him up, Chuuya just asks ‘can I help you?’ in the nicest way possible

-When he hears your ex-fiancée talking trash about you and just basically is being a jerk, your boyfriend is immediately grasping the latter’s collar and talking in a dangerously low voice

-‘You want to mess with me? Careful where you’re stepping, because you’re on very thin ice right now.’

-‘Oh? Threatening me, are you? Now what would Y/N think of you hurting and possibly killing their ex-fiancée? You would end up in jail as well, with a lot of life sentences on your head.’ So your ex had brains as well as a sharp tongue and good looks... Chuuya just wanted to punch his face and break his stupid glasses. He wanted to wipe that smirk of your ex’s face, but your ex was right. You wouldn’t allow Chuuya to do such a thing

-Even though Chuuya couldn’t physically hurt your ex, he could threaten him. So he literally said ‘My lawyers can get me out of jail. And don’t think that I don’t have my ways. If I ever see you talking badly about Y/N then you don’t know what I have in store for you.’

-Chuuya then walks away, but I headcanon that he secretly is insecure about himself. Your ex was so much smarter and better-looking than him, what if you didn’t want to be with him anymore? Not to mention that he was a mafioso, and a very dangerous one at that...

-You definitely notice him being a little quieter when he’s back home with you, and by this point you know him well enough to understand what was bothering him. Please give him a hug and reassure him that you wouldn’t leave him for anything else, because Chuuya’s lost too many people already :(

-He might already have a wedding ring in store for you. It’s hidden in one of his vests in the wardrobe

Tecchou:

-It is also a 50/50 chance that either he or your ex-fiancée approaches the other person

-If Tecchou approaches him, he might say ‘You must be Y/N’s ex-fiancée.’ with a straight deadpan face. I admire his courage I could never do that

-Anyways, Tecchou could probably sense the vibes your ex-fiancée is giving off. He isn’t that dense to know that your ex doesn’t like him, but does Tecchou care? Nope

-But when those words fall out of your ex-fiancée’s mouth, Tecchou immediately starts giving him a lecture on how he mustn’t be rude and disrespect you. I feel like Tecchou doesn’t have a short temper, so your ex-fiancée was secretly getting frustrated at the lack of reaction from your boyfriend

-If your ex-fiancée slips up and says something extremely rude about you, Tecchou would be annoyed and slightly irritated. He might give a warning to him to watch his words, but your ex didn’t choose to listen

-Okay but I feel like Tecchou would just say ‘It is my choice if I want to leave Y/N or not. Thank you for your input.’ And just leaves. He then gives you more affection that day because he also can’t think of you being with that blond-haired man

-But when your ex-fiancée starts to threaten you? Oh boy, now Tecchou is mad. And he is terrifying when he is mad. Basically has to hold himself back from reaching for his sword or pinning your ex-fiancée onto the ground (not the dirty way-) but Tecchou just maintains calm and manages to walk away. Those other actions wouldn’t be befitting for a Hunting Dog, afterall

-Definitely keeps an eye out for your ex-fiancée, but that man will never bother you two again because yes, that’s how terrifying Tecchou is when he’s mad

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[lovifie]

Okay so excited for dark gaz !? 👀

Also I’m dying to know what happens/who watches the footage from price’s date…

P.S. your stories are so great, literally so excited when I log in and see a new one posted 😭

😈😈😈 me too.

I wanna know you guys opinion about it as well, because I have never written anything like it. (Not that I have much experience writting anything). So I'm definitely looking forward to read some feedback about it, I'm posting it tomorrow I'll tag you to it 🩷😈

Also, thank you so much for the compliment 😭🩷, glad to know you like them. 🩷🩷🩷

And now, regarding who watches the footage Price took, I'm not sure I'll talk about it on the fic, so I offer you 4 options of what I think he would do, you pick whichever you like the most, or don't, they all can happen one after the other 🩷

1. He keeps it for himself: As a captain, he has his private office where he is usually until late. Alone. So a little video of his favourite girl would definitely come in handy (pun intended). Sometimes work just get too monotonous to the point he is not paying attention and that is not nice. So he would just pop the pendrive on his computer, satisfying his thirst for you even if momentarily. And then get back to work.

2. Shares on the groupchat: He also needs to think of his boys, he may have made fun of them for getting the first date but they are still his boys. So right as you fall sleep, he would send it, smiling at the chaos of them seeing the video. Only for them to be quiet for like 10 minutes and then come back with: "Thank you, sir"

3. Keeps it on his office: He could also not trust the phone, fearing it may be stolen only for somebody to see you. So he keeps it on his office but he tells his boys. If they want to see it they have to come to him and ask nicely. They are not getting any privacy, they want to release themselves? Price is watching. Closely. They are taking too long to finish? Well, Price will need to help them. Poor boys.

4. He makes you watch it: Maybe he caught you pleasuring yourself. How dare you? Four men only for you, and you still greedily do this alone. No more of that. He pulls his phone out, holding it with a hand and meanwhile he uses the other to finger you until you cry. But! You have to watch it! "Aw, you closed your eyes! Wait, let me go back." And he restart the video leaving your pussy unattended at the brick of an orgasm just to start again. Until you are crying and begging for him to let him finish, it's not your fault you can't keep your eyes on the screen when he is fingering you so nicely.

Hope you like it!