#lmao I will not get rid of that name huh
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18+, minors shoo.
this is purely for personal reasons lmao.
One sentence, that’s all it took to end up in this position.
You’re on your back, the softness of sheets have now become soaked with sweat and other bodily fluids, knees to your chest, and arms above your head weighed down by Eddie’s strong grip.
He’s everywhere, invading all of your senses, taking up the space of all the thoughts you’ve been dying to get rid of.
“Make me forget”
It wasn’t a question, not even a request, but a demand. You needed this, needed out of your head and away from the horrible work week you’ve dealt with.
Life can become too much and despite what your therapist says a deep breath and meditation sometimes doesn’t work. So you went to the one and only person you knew could fix it, the one person who wouldn’t question you or make you think about your choices.
That’s how you ended up here, trapped under the weight of your boyfriend, whining at the brutal pace of his cock going in and out. He’s already pulled 2 releases from you, once with just his fingers and the other with his mouth, and currently he’s working on your third.
“My good fuckin’ girl, taking every single thing I give her.” Eddie pants harshly in your ear before biting down on the lobe causing you to cry out.
Pulling back, just enough to look down at you, he can’t help but smirk at the picture before him. The image of you on your back, glistening with sweat and lips shiny and red. He ogles your tits and how they bounce with every thrust.
God, you really are a pretty painting, it’s all for him and him only.
“S’it feel good, baby?” Eddie coos mockingly at you and even thought you want to say something to wipe off that cocky grin on his face, you just can’t.
You sob loudly, mangling words together with the slur of your speech. Your boyfriend can’t help but take pride in your current state, eyes hazy and unable to stay open with how drunk he has you on his cock.
“What was that? Are you that stupid, bunny? Jesus fuck-, huh? I got you that dumb just from my cock?”
Despite his confident words and degrading tone, Eddie himself is having a hard time from falling around. Even if you wanted to tease him back, tell him he’s just as fucked as you, the words simply won’t come out but it doesn’t matter when your body does all the talking.
You clench around him, squeezing him in like a vice grip and it’s pretty clear he gets the message by the way he growls.
“Shit keep doin’ that, bunny. Fuck you feel s’good, so fucking good. S’like you were made me for”
You both know he’s rambling now, trying everything in his power to last, but with the way his eyes roll into his head you both know it’s coming to an end.
Eddie however isn’t going to let up on a promise, no, he’s going to keep doing until you can’t even remember your own name. Slithering one of his hands between your bodies, his calloused fingers find your sensitive bundle of nerves and begins to rub tight circles.
“Eds I-“ You can’t even finish your sentence, your body too overwhelmed with the euphoric state you’ve been thrown into.
The sound of his balls slapping off of your ass mixed with the squelch of your cunt is all you can hear. His cock pounding to that one spot you never can reach on your own and his thick fingers circling your clit is all you can feel. Sex, sweat, and a hint of Eddie is all you can smell. The salty taste of your sweat and stray tears is all you can taste.
It’s too much while also being everything you ever wanted. It makes your heart race faster, tummy twist with a tingling fiery feeling, and you just know. In a matter of seconds you’re going to cum harder than you ever had in your entire life.
“There ya go, baby, just like that. Want you to cum for me, cum on my cock like the good girl I know you are.” Eddie strains to even say it, his own release at an arms length.
The command that falls from his lips gives you the push you needed, hurdling you right off the cliff straight into your orgasim.
Your body feels light like a feather, not even the shaking of your limbs can pull you out of the clouds. It’s only when Eddie’s body collapses on top of you that you’re brought back down to earth.
Ragged breaths, pounding hearts, and jelly like bones, you and your boyfriend sit in the afterglow for a few minutes to try and recalibrate your mind.
Leaning back slightly, mocha brown eyes peer up to you sweetly.
“How’s my girl feel?” He rasps as he studies your features.
You go to open your mouth, reassure him he kept his end of the bargain but the words won’t come out, tongue heavy and thick.
Although you can’t speak you can make noise, so you opt for the latter, moaning softly at the man. He only smiles at you, toothy and bright, before placing a sweet kiss on your lips.
“Mission accomplished.”
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Let me have this, work has sucked and I don’t have a stress reliever lmao.
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#eddie munson smut#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson#eddie munson blurb#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson angst#eddie munson x female reader#eddie munson x you
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Their kids are so cute omg i'm gonna dir of adorableness
lewis: then die LMFAOO NO BUT FRR THANK UU IM GLAD U THINK SO🥹🥹💖💖💖all the love for them (esp lewis) gave me the idea to draw him deflecting all the attention so ty for giving me the excuse to post it....we luv our aloof distant boi🥰
its funny bc i was JUST talking about this recently, but i dont like pet names at all BAHAH, hence why seb and clora dont call each other anything, not even nicknames.... seb calls her the light/princess/a bird sometimes as playful and teasing jokes, but doesnt actually address her like that. and clora always calls sebastian by his full name as well, bc i was basing her dialogue/my writing off the game dialogue...bc for as close as anne and ominis are to seb, both of THEM call him sebastian in full, so maybe it was a victorian thing that nicknames werent really common? plus clora's so proper that it just feels like its in her personality to always call seb "sebastian"... i feel like if she ever DID call him "seb" he'd do a double take and be like ...HUH? who are you???......are you polyjuiced? LMAO. i do imagine seb calling clora "love" when they get older tho (not in hogwarts) bc i like how simple it is, and imagining him saying stuff like 'careful, love' makes me🫠🫠🫠🫠
aw TYY💖💖 honestly i didnt give the victorian setting TOO much thought, other than making clora more modest/not used to wearing trousers etc. like the actual victorian courting process was that youd ALWAYS be chaperoned by at least 1 other person and you wouldnt be able to kiss or anything, so the fact that our mcs are in a co-ed school with free reign already ruins that, so i wouldnt worry too much about it. a lot of it you can just wave off with the excuse that wizard society is more advanced than muggle society, which is true anyway LOL. i just kept the parts that i thought were fun/made it feel victorian ENOUGH but got rid of the stuff that was too annoying (one big example being the amount of clothing they wear....i said it in the notes for one of my chapters, but i wasnt about to make seb go through like 5 different layers just to touch cloras titty LMFAO) and no i didnt have 1 specific website i used, id just google "blank in victorian times" and look through all the articles and resources i could on that subject, and take little bits of it. SO YEA i wouldnt worry about it too much, just take what you want if you think it could enrich your story, and leave stuff out if its annoying to deal with BHAHA. and GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR WRITING!!💖💖
BAHAHA yeah sebs bark was defs bigger than his bite when it came to actually having kids/getting clora pregnant LOL. he defs loves the pregnancy part, but i feel like seeing her go through the actual labour was super hard on him/made him feel guilty bc he hates to see her in pain, let alone bc of HIM. not to mention that i imagine he would still work even once they have kids, so to leave clora with like 6 kids by herself isnt something he would have wanted to do LOL. once both lewis and celeste are in hogwarts tho i actually imagine seb and clora still doing curse breaking as well (albeit less dangerous jobs/not as far away) BUT YES having a third kid that looks like seb and is sassy like anne would be SO CUTEEE...a happy accident is a good idea too, tho i kinda like the idea of it being cloras idea.....like, she gets baby fever again now that the kids are kinda growing up and sebs like no i dont wanna put u through that again... but obvs seb wouldnt be able to resist if clora was begging seb to put a baby in her LMFAOOO its already as good as done at that point😇😇 AND THANK YOU, and im glad you liked it!!!🥹💖💖💖
@the-kcm-muggleborn AWWW ur right thats so pretty.....ty for showing me!!🥹and im glad it make you think of clora...SHE WOULD APPROVE OF THESE STUDIES👌⭐🌙
#ask#LMAO actually that pet name ask reminds me that i did have clora call seb 'sallow' after she glamoured herself to be a boy#and seb just kinda blanked and stared at her LMAO#now im laughing imagining clora calling sebastian 'seb' and 'sallow' for an entire day he'd lose his mind LMFAOO like who are you#pls stop#also it doesnt help that i dont rly like any variation of nicknames for the name clora LMAO#like clo?....ra??? lor?? i could do the classic just adding an s at the end to make it clors but that looks weird#i also feel like im the only person thats not crazy about 'darling' either idk......'love' is the only thing i REALLY like#it just feels elegant and mature and loving but also casual? in a way#i think its the casualness of love that makes it the only one i like...bc pet names as a whole are usually too embarrassing for me#but a quick 'love' added to a sentence is JUST the right amount for me🤌
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The Encounter of Two Flames | React | Spoilers
SO LOVELIES I REALLY ENJOYED THESE TWO PARTS LEMME TELL YA
Like...especially when part 6 came about???? Ahhhhh anyways let's goooo
We start with Satan rollin' and tusslin' with Sitri (who isn't being called Sitri just yet, just a devil with no name) and I'm just like damn so it's like that huh?
But I mean...why wouldn't it be? Hell is pretty much a place where anything goes so this isn't really above that with random devils being feral and attackin' folks lol
But...why did they have to say "he pinned his arms on the ground" because my brain did not see that innocently.
ANYWAYS
I know he's pretty much all instinct and no brain cells, but feral Sitri is giving me what I need. A devil at his core without direction. The thrill, the danger, all of datttt.
BUT again, I digress....(over here simpin' for feral sitri like i'm s t a r v i n g)
So it seems Satan has found this rumored devil beast and tries to talk with him, but to his surprise he is unable to speak to him in words just growls.
I like how Satan just casually comments that devils are just fucking made without proper thought. I'm sure early on he meant God and not necessarily Lilith (or honestly he could have meant both of them who knows)
So he tries to test Sitri, and was even like "should I kill you?" and Sitri ofc responds very aggressively, indicating that he can't speak but he can understand Satan. I really want to know his thought process and how he processes Satan's words though.
I know that the devil's have their own language, because it's been brought up a couple times in the side stories with Ppyong and Minhyeok with Ppyong complaining that he can't read Minhyeok's language but he can still understand him. So if Sitri can't read or talk...I wonder how it is he can understand his native tongue? Perhaps body language, that sort of thing.
Satan indirectly telling Sitri he has big D energy lolololololololol
Seriously though, he asks for Sitri to be his subordinate but he just straight up BITES him lmao
flashback to me writing about my fankid Cain biting Satan's arm too...it seems that Satan is used to this kind of reaction after all. This also was by chance I had no idea they were going to have this happen for them lol
So he's just out here chewin' and munching on his arms and then....
Apparently by drinking Satan's blood you can also see his memories. And that's an interesting fact that I shall use in my future writing later....
So it turns out that he saw a lot through Satan's blood, making it to where he even backs away from him and tries to keep his distance, Satan is just over here like "haha told you so, you can't beat me." and well he would be right. At this point he could very much get rid of Sitri in a second.
Buttt not so fast.
So Satan thanks him for killing off angels in Gehenna, and Sitri tries AGAIN to attack him and gets a swift kick in the gut. It seems our feral boi just won't let up just yet. Satan even brings up the fact that Sitri may be pissed that he saw that there are other devils he simply can't defeat.
He even calls him out by saying Sitri does like him he just doesn't know how to process everything at the moment. He offers to show him more.
Oh my.
So Satan does the craziest thing (his poor red lump friends are freaking out this entire time btw) and pulls out his fucking heart! So ya'll who guessed that it was Satan's heart were in fact correct. It appears that devil's hearts are just smaller versions of themselves, which is a cool concept instead of looking like a human heart. Which I mean yes that would make sense a devil's heart would be different.
The reason Satan even did this though, is because Sitri has to see and accept his blood properly, straight from the source of his heart/core. And I'm just like this is so badass when you really think about it because I imagine if the other Kings had found Sitri first it would go very different and Satan is just like "yah drink my blood it's all good, we're bonding"
also this cg is very pretty like sunset/sunrise in the backgroun, satan's pretty pink hair, that little fang...ahhhhhhhhh
He's makin' us fall in love with him all over again ain't he?
Feral Sitri is thinking very deeply about taking the offer of biting into Satan's heart...it's really just wild to me though that this was his life prior to what we're seeing now. Just living off the land, killing, with raw power??? I mean...just from this lore alone we know that Sitri is really fucking strong, and I wonder if he's the strongest noble out of all the countries. That's something to think about. (i mean he did fucking set all of gehenna on fire from being depressed so...)
So Feral Sitri takes a bite, and well...it's a night and day difference when he does!!
The information processes so much I think I would personally go mad from having to do that but Sitri is doing well. He learns about the Kings, Hell, how it all ties together, Satan being the one to run front and center of it all.
He calls him "Master" and even starts crying and stuff.
Ya'll this entire time I could only think about this....
Also the scene where he and Lestat first exchange blood.
Phew....like Sitri being all submissive and level headed just gives me vibes from this movie (and show)
I'm sorry ya'll I'll stop LMAO (the music in the background in the event didn't help)
But yes, Sitri is totally tamed now after seeing Satan's full self, memories, and that he is going to forever be his devil. His right hand, ride or die, basically everything. And thus why we see that he has so much devotion for Satan and values his opinion.
OH SO SATAN NAMED HIM SITRI
And Sitri says it back to which the red lump devils blush when hearing him say it. (I love these little guys they are adorable)
Satan goes to say that he liked him upon first meeting him and that he wants him to stay by his side, learn to read and fight, and he mentions for Levi to raise him???
And me and the devils and Sitri are like???? Satan what? who?
LOL NOT LEVI COMIN' IN WITH THE INSULT
and Satan is like "You can't call me that unless you're Mammon"
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a t
Turns out Mammon is there too.
there goes my theory that he was trapped.....
So I was way off, it seems that this happened after Mammon's origin story which would have me believe that it's possible that Mammon is older than Satan, and possibly older than Levi, but not older than Beel and Lucifer. And technically since Belphie is still asleep, who knows how old he is. Me trying to figure out this timeline has me running in circles lol
So Levi and Mammon are there because they were trying to get Sitri first...perhaps Leviathan just wanted Sitri for his own reasons, and Mammon wanted him just because and I assume Bimet wasn't an adult just yet to be his right hand devil at this time.
Satan is feeling dizzy and requested a healing devil, Mammon is just like "ah hell you're cute I'll help you."
screaming because this is pretty much why i love their dynamic and why Astra is in a polyship with them...
Levi was just gonna let his ass pass out. lmao Instead he's bitching about how Satan is requesting him to "raise this filthy beast" and not hand him over (Levi calls Sitri an "it" but that's to be expected with his rude ass lol)
And Satan is like "I'll invade Hades if you don't" and I'm laughing my ass off because that's such a Satan thing to say.
And Levi just kinda scruffs Sitri like a cat and is like "Ugh he stinks" and Mammon is happy that Levi is listening to Satan and wants to pat his head and Levi ofc is pissed and saying for Mammon to back the fuck up.
Even back then Leviathan is just taking names and dishing out the heat. He's only listening because he finds it annoying if he lets Satan just raid out Hades like that.
The red lumps assume that it's because Satan is strong and would win, but-
Levi. Bro. Sir. P L E A S E lmaoooooo
I'm crying.
But Satan tells a struggling Sitri that since he found him first to make sure he comes back and stays strong while under Levi.
Levi is just out here having the time of his life though just scruffin' Sitri, and treating him like some object or weapon which okay I guess Levi go off.
"I may invade Gehenna to get my hands on this thing once I unlock its abilities"
*EYE ROLL*
Don't say that about Sitri. I'll box you.
The babies. Mammon probably was just holding him like :)))) look at this cute devil that I own. So small, so delicate...
I love them your honor.
Then some time later....Foras is doing his whole thing and saying that a devil wants to request an audience with Levi.
Ya'll do you see how annoyed he is already like goddamn what were you doing that was so important?
But he knows it's Sitri that wants to see him....and well it seems that we will learn on part 7 what he wants!!!
So the reason that part 6 was my favorite is obvious, because ya'll saw me going ham on those gifs and enjoying the interaction with the Kings once again meeting up in one area. It really just has me knowing that their "friendships" are that far back...and their dynamics will always stay the same. Levi always giving empty threats, Satan being headstrong, Mammon in the back just being casual and observing while patronizing his peers without knowing that's a bad thing to do lol
But I'm one step closer to figuring out this timeline ya'll...it's still far but I'm getting there slowly...this is one of the times I actually care about lore timelines even though my fic doesn't really follow it anyways. (it's important though for my fankid au)
But yeesss I'll see ya'll on the next react! I'm stacking 'em up again so it will be day 7 and 8 the next go around.
#whb#what in hell is bad#whb event#whb gehenna#whb satan#whb sitri#whb screenshots#jazewhbreacts🖤#me just casually mentioning another fucking fandom that has nothing to do with this one lol
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WELL WELL WELL! LOOK WHAT TIME IT IS!
IT'S 'LET'S ALL CELEBRATE AUBERGINE'S GROWTH TIME'!!!!! (in all seriousness, congrats :3 )
May I order an iced coffee in a Mostro Lounge™ sponsored collaboration cup with a slice of dark chocolate & white chocolate pound cake, please? (thinking about meeting up with an old friend from my college days wink wink, nudge nudge)
REMEMBER TO TAKE BREAKS, DRINK WATER, EAT SOMETHING, AND TOUCH GRASS!!!!!
HI DOVE!!! THANK U I DIDNT THINK ID GET THIS FAR LMAO baps you. I WILL REMEMBER I HAD CHOCOLATE MILK AND A COOKIE TODAY RAHHHHHH
an order of platonic fluff with divus crewel!
Catching up with people after graduation was difficult. Graduates from Night Raven College were spread out all across the world in a myriad of industries, always climbing to the top of their group. After doing some soul searching during your higher level schooling, you’d decided to become a teacher and head right back to where it all started.
It was baffling to see just how much had changed in the six years you’d been gone, even if it was something as small as the arrangement of desks or the positioning of cauldrons. You’d spent so much time gawking at the new additions to the alchemy lab that you totally missed an all too familiar figure approaching you from behind, a rolled up whip in hand.
You jump when someone calls your name from right behind you and turn around, prepared to apologize for getting too lost in your thoughts when—
“Divus!?” you gasp, a hand flying over your mouth, “Great Seven, it’s been so long!”
“And you still have that dopey look on your face. Really, have you changed so little?” he shoots back, greeting you warmly with a friendly hug and a smile.
“And you still have that self important attitude.” you grumble, punching him gently in the ribs, “You’d think you would have gotten rid of that once you started teaching these boys.”
“And girls.” Divus says fondly, “I assume you heard the news about Night Raven going co-ed?”
“Did I!” you laugh, “I’m so happy Crowley caved to the pressure. Telling him it would give the school more praise and recognition was the right move, huh?”
Divus laughs, deep and rich, and it makes you laugh too. You’d missed the friend who helped you play pranks on Professor Trein, who went with you on snack runs in the middle of the night, who helped you sneak in and out of your dorm so you could come see him.
You’d missed him, and here he was. Fate had brought you two right back to each other.
#auburn's 3k event <3#auburn's fics <3#twisted wonderland#disney twisted wonderland#twst#disney twst#divus crewel
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Hi, you are aware 99% of ppl condemning the colonizers are also condemning past colonization yes?
I condem the settler state of Israel. i conem them for what they have done to Palestine,i condem them for how they treat holocaust survivors.
I condem them for using the genocide of their ppl as a reason to cause genocide.
I condemn them for Bombing hospitals full of the sick elderly frail and young. Saying that a building AT OR BELOW SEA LEVEL can have tunnels. (Fun facts we all have “tunnels�� it’s called SEWWERS)
You know that they have indiscriminately killed off some of the oldest CHRISTIAN bloodlines yes? Because your savior, the prophet son of god, Jesus was a Palestinian. A middle eastern man. So Ofcourse his first followers, and their descendants would be living in Palestine.
Jews and Muslims and Christians lived and coexisted in PEACE for millennia. And then Israel was formed as a way to get rid of the Jews from Europe in a “humane” manor. As a way to put a western agenda in the Middle East.
I condemn what Jesus would condemn.
And this is not to say I’m gungho Hamas. But if you were constantly being curb stomed. Killed starved imprisoned. You too would get to a point where you would consider violence.
It's amazing how you guys manage to get literally every single fact wrong. It's ok not to know things or not even to know everything, but to know nothing about a cause you are advocating for? And more than that, every single claim you make is false? That's inexcusable.
"I condem the settler state of Israel."
They aren't a settler state. You don't know what a settler state is so you should not use that term until you can do so correctly.
"i conem them for what they have done to Palestine."
What have they done?
"i condem them for how they treat holocaust survivors"
How do you think they treat them?
"I condem them for using the genocide of their ppl as a reason to cause genocide"
You are a massive fucking hypocrite. You acknowledge their people are under threat of genocide without condemning Hamas for trying to genocide them and then you condemn Israel for a genocide they aren't even guilty of.
They are not causing genocide and you're pretty rotten to condemn them for a genocide that's not happening while you refuse to condemn the genocide that you admitted was being attempted.
But I guess you don't care when it's a genocide of Jews, huh?
"I condemn them for Bombing hospitals full of the sick elderly frail and young"
They didn't do that you moron. Hamas, the terrorists you simp for, LIED. That is a verifiable fact.
"Saying that a building AT OR BELOW SEA LEVEL can have tunnels"
lmao glad to see you condemn Israel for this but not Hamas for lying, attempting genocide or using children as human shields you ignorant little terrorist apologist.
"You know that they have indiscriminately killed off some of the oldest CHRISTIAN bloodlines yes."
Prove it.
"Because your savior, the prophet son of god, Jesus was a Palestinian. A middle eastern man. So Ofcourse his first followers, and their descendants would be living in Palestine."
Jesus wasn't Palestinian you ignoramus. Palestine didn't exist. Jesus was a Jew.
"Jews and Muslims and Christians lived and coexisted in PEACE for millennia"
That's bullshit. Muslims have been starting wars with Jews and Christians since they came into existence.
"And then Israel was formed as a way to get rid of the Jews from Europe in a “humane” manor. As a way to put a western agenda in the Middle East."
Again, that's bullshit.
"I condemn what Jesus would condemn."
You don't condemn what Jesus would condemn because you're lying about a country and people under attack and supporting their genocide and Jesus wouldn't do that. Don't use the name of Jesus to try and justify your filth and lies. That's blasphemy.
"And this is not to say I’m gungho Hamas. But if you were constantly being curb stomed. Killed starved imprisoned. You too would get to a point where you would consider violence."
You are gungho Hamas. Everything you accuse Israel of doing to them they have done to Israel and you justify their unjustifiable violence and then lie about Israel. What Hamas does to Israel on the daily is magnitudes worse than anything Israel has ever done so shame on you for standing behind them and lying about Israel to justify the slaughter of Jews. Hamas is lucky to have a moron like you at their disposal to spread their lies and anti-semitism for them.
If Hitler was alive right now you'd be kissing his ass too.
You got nothing right. You are a liar. You are just a nasty, repulsive person who hates Jews and supports terrorism and genocide.
So, from the bottom of my heart, fuck you.
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you probably know who i am at this point <3 but i love it so much as it’s addicting bro- so, if you do not mind, please, kindly, can i ask for Cassidy with a s/o who loves his accent/voice (i personally have a slight southern accent lol, it comes out really bad when i’m upset or talking quickly)
tysmmm, i love you and your works so much! <3
Cole Cassidy Accent HC's
CW : A bit sexual in the blurb (heated kissing, lmao), uhh GN!Reader
A/N : I LOVE YOU TOO!! I STOPPED WHAT I WAS WRITING TO DO THIS BECAUSE IT WAS SUCH A GOOD IDEA. ALSO,,, I have a southern accent too - I tried getting rid of it but.. same as you, it comes out in some words/quick talking/upset LMFAO. Southern siblings unite T-T
I feel like his accent gets worse as his emotions get high
He has random words that don’t even sound like English (I.E. washcloth/warshclarth, aisle/ai-ill, quiet/kwai-eit.)
If you point it out he will constantly remember it and try to not flare his accent as much/or over-flare it depending on the mood. (I feel like he can get flustered and embarrassed with his accent. He definitely has had people call him stupid for it.)
It makes him flustered when you compliment him though!! His face gets all red and he won’t meet your eyes (such a cutie)
He’ll read to you or tell you stories about his missions before bed because he knows you love it and it calms you. He’s just glad you feel safe with him and love him to that degree!!
Be prepared for the pet names too. I feel like the regular ones he uses are sugar, sweet thang, or buttercup. He’s quite the smooth talker ;^)
Overall, he’s such a sweetheart and it makes his heart soar that you love his accent!! Please give this man compliments, he deserves them <3
“Sugar, where did our blanket go?” Cass had moved, rummaging around in the bedroom drawer. You felt a grin appear on your face, his thick accent making you giddy. You continued to watch his failed attempt to find the blanket, hands thrown up in a defeated sigh.
You giggled as he climbed into bed, arm yanking you into him. His lips brushed against your cheek, pressing light kisses to the flesh. “What’re ya’ laughin’ at, huh? You think I’m funny or something?” His eyebrow shot up, and you could only cackle harder at the look. “Yeah, considering you’re laying in the blanket you were looking for.” Cassidy’s whiskey hues glanced down at the bedsheets, face going red. “You done made me for a fool, huh? What a little minx.” His rough hands splayed at your waist, pulling you in for a soft kiss.
“Mm, you taste good buttercup.” Cassidy separated, eyes meeting yours. Your hand migrated to his fluffy locks, lips kissing at his browline. “Your accent is cute. Keep talking like that and you’ll have me wrapped around your finger even more..” His breath hitched, eyes looking at anything but you. “Yeah yeah, whatever ya’ say. I ‘preciate it, sweetpea.” His awkwardness was a new sight. You rubbed circles into his chest, easing his anxieties, as the two of you drifted off to sleep.
Who knew that your confident man could be so shy when he got complimented? This opened a whole new world of opportunities for you..
#cole cassidy x you#cole cassidy x reader#cole cassidy#cole cassidy imagine#cole cassidy fanfiction#overwatch imagines#overwatch fanfiction#overwatch x you#overwatch x reader#jesse mccree x reader#jesse mccree#mccree#mccree x reader#mccree headcanons#overwatch headcanons
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Only his || Rafe Cameron
𝙨𝙮𝙣𝙤𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙨: Rafe can’t handle all the attention you get at the party so he takes matters into his own hands.
𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 18+ MDNI unprotected sex oral fingering degration (maybe if you squint) mentions of tying reader up face fucking daddy kink spit kink jealous!rafe swearing hair pulling I think that’s all
𝙖/𝙣: this is the first smut I’ve ever wrote so please please bare with me 😭 I’m still trying to learn this is kind of out of my comfort zone but I felt like it was time to finally step out of it! This is also a little long because I got carried away once I got the hang of writing this lmao but I hope you enjoy this filth i just wrote 😭
The party was at full booming, people everywhere filling every corner. Every where you look you see people drinking and partying, having the time of their life. Rafe Cameron the host of this whole party sitting on a sofa keeping a close eye on his girl Y/n. With the image he is seeing he doesn’t seem pleased to the public eye but deep down he knows your doing this to rile him up for the later night when everyone leaves.
You were currently surrounded by random tourons you don’t even remember the names of, nor do you care that much to remember. Hammered out of your mind you knew what you were doing, every once and a while you would look over to see your jealous boyfriend, man spreading on the living room couch. You were playing a little game with him, looking over at him you saw the lust in his eyes and the boner he was carrying in his pants.
Rafe decided that he’s had enough, you’ve had your fun now it was his turn. Yelling at everyone to leave soon as they were gone he was dragging you up to his room, you couldn’t help but giggle as he was man handling you to the room, only leaving you deeper into punishment. “You think it’s fucking funny do you? Think it’s so clever to flirt with random men in front of your own boyfriend?” Rafe said through gritted teeth as he threw you on the bed “Well baby, then your in for a fun and long night.” He was fuming with jealousy and you loved it.
You knew you were in trouble once he slammed the door and immediately started stripping, “Rafe I don’t know what your talking about, I was just making new friends.” You were trying not to mewl as you see his large cock spring out of his boxers once they were removed. “I don’t want to hear your little innocent pleads knees. Now.” God he’s so hot when he’s demanding you though as you simply complied and got on your knees facing him. “Now I want you to suck daddies cock like it’s the only cock you can take, because we both know baby I’ve ruined you for everyone else.” Slowly stocking up to you leaving you desperate to feel him in your mouth.
“Now your going to be a good girl and suck daddies cock aren’t you?” He’s showing no mercy anymore, your plan worked. “Yes daddy.” Pleaded in your eyes how much you really want him. Without another word he’s stuffing your face with his cock, not letting you adjust or anything. He immediately starts fucking your face with a brutal pace. “Good fucking girl, I’m the only man that can make you feel this good aren’t I?” Rafe doesn’t want you to answer the gagging on his cock is enough of a response for him.
He soon gets tired of your mouth yanking his dick out of your mouth with a pop, removing the rest of his clothing he demands your to strip still being fully clothed. You quickly rid of the dress Rafe wanted you to wear before the party. Once the dress is removed is when Rafe relised you were playing a game once he saw your bare core. “Naughty naughty girl, thinking you can get away with not wearing any panties? Huh?” All you could do is whimper as you feel his fingers trail up your thighs to your leaking core.
Once he finally meets with your heat he teasingly rubs slow circles on your clit providing the right amount of pressure to make you whine. “You’re mine, when is it gonna get through your tiny little brain that I’m the only person that can make you whimper and whine like this? Huh?” You feel you haven’t responded in so long your afraid your voice will come out weak and small, but you try to comply anyways “yes daddy only you can make me feel this way!” You are a whimpering mess at this point and he hasn’t even stuck his fingers in you.
You know your going to get edged for the longest time so you brace yourself for a long night ahead. That response was all he needed to plunge his fingers knuckle deep into your dripping pussy. “That feel good huh?” He’s basically growling at this point. Once you were close to coming, clenching his quickly pulled his fingers out and chuckled. “That’ll teach you not to flirt with other men thinking you’ll get away with it love, now I’m gonna keep doing that until I think you are good enough to cum.” You’re whining at his statement knowing organism denial is something he doesn’t do often with that being said he means every single word he said.
And with that he lived up to his word, edging you more than 4 times with his fingers and mouth before you can’t handle it anymore begging him to cum, you can feel the band in your core slowly snap begging him to cum before it actually does and you get punished more. “You can cum” he simply says throwing you over the edge a screaming mess. As you’re catching your breath you feel him pushing his tip against your core. “No! Too sensitive!” You plead and beg but he doesn’t listen, “sit still and stop moving before I get the ropes and tie your dirty ass up.” His words always having something on you, you simply sit still and keep quiet until told otherwise.
About minutes of teasing your clit with his tip he’s finally pushing into you at an annoyingly slow pace, making you feel every inch of him slide into you. Once he’s finally balls deep in your tight core he gives you seconds of adjustment before slamming his cock into you. “Gonna fuck you so hard you don’t even remember you name let alone those dirty tourons you were flirting with.” With many more hard and fast thrusts your close to cumming for a second time that night, holding it you start begging him to come. “Daddies close wait just a little so I can fuck my babies into you.” You don’t know how much longer you can hold on before your cumming, slightly after your cumming so is Rafe.
He soon became soft again gently pulling out of you lathering your body in loving kisses, like he wasn’t just fucking your brains out. “Are you okay baby?” All you could do was nod feeling like you screaming has made your voice small and cracky. Rafe soon leaves to the connected bathroom in his room to grab a damp washcloth to wipe you off and get you cleaned. When he came back you were out cold, cuddling up with his pillows core still on display making it easy to clean you up.
“I love you y/n, you’re always mine no one else can have you.” He’s loving expressing to you, yet his words still have a hold on you. After he cleans you up he soon returns from the bathroom in a pair of boxers, putting a shirt on you because you always complain of being cold. Cuddling up next to you with a protective arm around you he falls asleep knowing he’s got you and your only his.
Woah- that was my first smut… Anyways hope you enjoyed because I definitely did writing it!
Tags: @sugarcoatedstarkey
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I'd be judging the hell out of Mom!Reader for naming her twins GABRIEL and GABRIELLA!!!! (Not judging her that much for instigating Miguel to get me or something, I mean. Stockholm syndrome is a bitch. and also. I get it, the power of big d and all that stuff) GIRL. That's the SAME NAME!!!!!
Smh there's so many beautiful names in spanish but MomReader and Miguel 2 are lacking in the creativity department.
Miguel over here watching Mom!You being so radiant and joyful while showing off her chunky babies and he's sending sly glances to you, lowkey being a snob as he thinks "OUR babies would have much better names" and before he knows it he's building up this little fantasy in his head by accident. He keeps hearing these little stories or details from the other you and the other him and in his head he keeps thinking of what he would've done, how he thinks it would've gone for you and him, and you two are not even in a relationship. In fact depending on how drawn out this gets, you haven't even been in the Spider Society for several weeks and are at home with no intention of ever coming back, heartbroken, alone
I even thought of "what if an afab Reader got so desperate to escape canon and have freedom again that she gets pregnant by a stranger and literally carries a full pregnancy so she can abandon the baby, because the kid will eventually become a Spider and maybe they'll take over the canon and then you'll be able to do whatever you want" because you're just. You're so upset that canon is controlling your life and basically like ENSLAVING you that you're desperate
Lmao Peter B sneaks back to see you even though he isn't supposed to and finds you, he's ecstatic, "oh my god you're SUPER pregnant!" and he knows he isn't supposed to see you but he zips it and goes back home and, months later he visits you again with gifts, "so where's the baby?" "I dunno, where IS the baby? :)"
Would the baby technically be an anomaly since you weren't supposed to have it, not like this? What if they had to get rid of it to re-stabilize the timeline or whatever? Now you're being EXTRA shunned because, "wow you went through all that just for yourself huh 🙄 you'd rather abandon a baby than get married..." like people just beyond appalled with you, meanwhile you feel extra victimized because, wow that was all for nothing, you're trying to rethink strategies since "the contigency" didn't work out.
Or less dark but imagine dumping that kid and then some time later you're invited back to the Spider Society and it's like "oh hey Miguel what's the deal with this random baby you're taking care of" and you don't even recognize it, don't even know, you didn't even look at it hard enough to ever really know what it looked like, and, well, WE know whose baby it is lmao. You thinking you escaped from it and it's off living its own life and is going to someday free you and they, maybe not even realizing your intentions and just thinking you were scared, are raising it to give it back to you. I'd go absolutely wild lmao. Their shock when you break it to them "I literally nicknamed it Connie as in contingency, I never even knew what sex it was, I never even fed it, oh my god get it out of here, you're ruining everything"
Miguel MAKING YOU raise it even if its like tbh a fucked up little accident, or, if it's the whole "anomaly baby's gotta go" situation, after the, uh, disposal, he realizes he's pushed you way too far and you're too stressed and scared to think and behave rationally anymore and THIS is where he basically assigns himself as your caretaker and eventually takes you for himself which is kiiiiiiiiinda for the best because you're losing it a little. Like idk I imagine with LYLA maybe he has her programmed to tell him his own canon or he can look at it himself but like, what if he avoided spoilers because he wanted his behavior with you to be authentic or whatever. Like Miguel 2 might let him know "yeah dude turns out we hook up with them in a lot of different universes, it's almost like a separate canon like Peter Parker having Mary Jane" and Miguel takes some sneak peeks at other realities and then he shuts himself off from it so he can move forward of his own accord, but he now knows a sort of guideline and maybe some things to avoid doing (he can see the reality where the YouTwo disaster is going down and he's like "I would NEVER make MY You feel replaced *acts like having Mom!You and Miguel2 around doesn't count, the denial is stored in his ass, that's why it's so big*")
He's got a little notebook or data log where he takes down notes and details on things you like, things he notices about you, things you do often, habits, favorite foods, favorite color, how often are you doing your laundry (he knows you keep re-wearing that bra, girl), are you making your bed, how well are you functioning. Jesus, he literally has technology that can recreate extremely hyperdetailed recreation simulations; if he isn't outright putting camera bots in your room, he can "recreate" however you've been spending your day. He can learn all your routines and rituals and habits, decide what things may be problems, what things you might need more of in your life, he's, studying you really, with a romantic and almost scientific obsession
Not to be all 50 shades of gray in here but would Miguel eventually come onto you, all pent up and control finally bursting, "if we were made for each other, you must like taking it as hard as I like to give it" and whether you want it or not he takes you, and your bodies feel like they fit together perfectly, he stretches you out and fills you up JUST right, you can't help but have your eyes roll into the back of your head with how good it is, and of course he used any good reactions out of you as an excuse/"sign" he's doing the right thing and to keep going, that you're consenting, that he's finally winning you over
Who know; the two of you might start having those babies faster than you both initially thought 😳
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WARNING: SPOILERS WILL BE COMING! 🚨
So, as we all know, part 1 of season 6 is dropping tonight! It's looking like midnight my time, and because I am a large baby, that is past my bedtime.
I'm going to be binging the episodes early tomorrow morning, and posting my ranting rambling thoughts here - maybe I'll just use this post? - the way I did for the first five episodes of my rewatch.
I will hide them under a cut, and I don't plan on posting anything about the new season outside of this post for a week or so.
Basically, if you want to avoid spoilers: read with caution!
Episode 1: Peacetime in the Valley
…God I really love how they do music on this show.
Okay this peace better die real fucking quick because I’m annoyed.
CHOZEN IN A SHORT ROBE, NOW WE’RE TALKING.
Looking at this newspaper clipping, I wonder if we’re supposed to care about little details or if they just didn’t really care and it’s completely random. If it’s NOT random, I have thoughts:
Why is the photographer who took Terry’s mugshot only named by their initials. Anyone know a B.T.?
…okay, looking at the column on the left, this had better be a joke. CLOWN MURDER?!
And then the article itself is cobbled together. Unless this is just a fake newspaper as a plant, then this is pretty week bud.
Coincidentally, if you or any other showrunner would like to hire me to write fake newspaper articles for your show or movie so that people like me don’t tear you apart online, I am available!
Okay so Tory and Robby are clearly still together, and the only thing that isn’t complete peace is Kenny and Anthony only looking at each other from a distance?
DANIEL’S SMUG SMILE AS THE COBRA KAI LOGO GETS THROWN AWAY GO FUCK YOURSELF SIR.
Amanda YES, bring up Terry getting the charges dropped!
Kreese vs. US Marshals eh?
Stop talking about my man without showing him, Daniel.
Oh good, already tension between Daniel and Johnny’s views on things.
OH JOHNNY LOOKS GENUINELY DEVASTATED THAT THEY DEMOLISHED THE ABANDONED WAREHOUSE.
…wow we really are just forgiving Benedict Penis Breath for some reason, huh?
IT DID NOT TAKE AWHILE FOR YOU TWO TO TALK AGAIN, ROBBY. YOU LITERALLY JUST HAD A FIGHT AND THAT SEEMED TO FIX EVERYTHING??
…Johnny wants to use fire on the children? I can think of a couple that can be guinea pigs *cough*KYLER*cough*
Ohhhhhh… Daniel picking Chozen over Johnny isn’t gonna end well. What if instead we got rid of Daniel and Johnny and Chozen hung out.
– insert Sekai Taikai exposition here –
And the new name of the dojo iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis… I MEAN, WE’VE ALL BEEN CALLING IT MIYAGI-FANG FOREVER.
Of course Daniel is angry (I mean it is a stupid picture of Mr. Miyagi but still)
…Chozen going against Johnny here really doesn’t check out. But I am here for a Chozen vs. Johnny fight.
The worst double-date in history! WHO CARES IF SHE DOESN’T WANT TO LEARN MIYAGI-DO??
Robby, don’t you dare speak ill of the precious Kenny/Silver mentorship dynamic you JERK.
Daniel (and Chozen) being so dismissive of Johnny’s feelings makes me sad
Oh DIP OMINOUS TEXT MESSAGE GOOD THING YOU BOUGHT THAT AXE.
Tory looks so sad and I hate it. Eat your waffle cone, Miguel.
Robby why in the hell would interrupting the game make Kenny want to listen to you? Also lmao look who’s taller now Kenny grew like 2 feet.
HI SHAWN. …Being ominous in an arcade is great.
Daniel preaching balance when he’s simultaneously…Daniel is infuriating.
…Chozen alcoholism subplot? ANDNO KUMIKO?! BUT I SHIP IT SO HARD!
Oh Johnny really brought the axe huh?
OH MY GOD STINGRAY I’M DYING.
Shawn your child brother is starting high school please do not take him to a strip club.
ROBBY WHY WOULD YOU APPROACH WHILE THEY HAVE BATS.
WE DON’T WANT TO FIGHT, he says while joining the fight!
…am I Stingray? “Because it’s awesome” – I WILL BELIEVE IN COBRA KAI FOREVER.
And he appreciates that Amanda is a smokeshow.
Don’t you dare disrespect ponytail dude, Shawn Payne.
Did the prison system actually help Shawn? SHOCKING.
Daniel being the bigger person? Only took HOW MANY DECADES?!
…so we’re calling it Miyagi-Do? Even though it’s not just Miyagi-Do? THIS IS DUMB.
We don’t get to see how Kreese got to Korea? REALLY?!
Episode 2: The Prize
NICK! YAY TERRY BACKSTORY! (Also Barrett yay but I mean… TERRY)
Kreese defending her is so cute OH MY GOD SHE’S IN THE AIR CHILL OUT GRAMPS.
Oh good, sewage in the cooking pots.
Not a real talk about money on this show! Oh, we’re cutting away?
…Why did we linger on that one student when Kim said “Silver is gone now”? Am I just looking for hope where there isn’t any?
I’m sorry, how old is this man going to be now? HE LOOKED 80 IN THE LATE 60S.
Does Amanda just dress like that everyday? Daniel is a lucky man.
I would watch an entire YouTube series in the vein of Trixie & Katya’s “I Like to Watch” that’s just Chozen watching reality shows.
“Your incompetence is why I must stay alive” is a brutal fucking line.
Kyler and his gaggle of 45 year old college freshmen. Or just Brucks.
…please think Chozen and Johnny are a gay couple, Mr. Realtor. Okay no, but Johnny blowing this up pretty spectacularly is pretty great.
Why do I feel like this is going to culminate in Kreese stabbing Immortal Kim because he’s “worthy of taking control”?
OR THE SNAKE COULD BITE HIM UMMMM.
As someone who has been in university in some capacity for like a decade, this… was not my experience. Though watching Kyler get shit on is kind of fun.
OH NO DUTCH REFERENCE. HE’S STILL IN PRISON THOUGH THAT’S GOOD.
Deus ex Johnny-fan ftw!
NOT HALLUCINATION NICK MARINI!
…Okay, so we are just gonna double down on the homoeroticism with men being each other’s weaknesses? I mean I’m here for it.
Frats have always seemed so stupid to me, with hazing and shit. Even for morons like Kyler. Never thought I’d see the day where I’m rooting for Kyler but I guess here we are. DESTROY THE DOUCHEBAGS. (Though how is anyone getting into college with this ASSAULT)
American tourist loses mind in cave, talks to snake. Film at 11.
Kyler acknowledging he’s a moron? I’m here for it. NO NOT ANOTHER FRAT COME ON.
LMAO Johnny insisting he has a job – AND IT WORKS HE JUST STARTS SELLING CARS.
Amanda is right though, what’s in the briefcase, Johnny?
Kim Da-Eun is gonna JUMP Kreese’s bones istg
Episode 3: Sleeper
Chozen freeloading is hilarious
“Chicks dig me” as a response to possibly having a daughter is crazy.
WHAT’S IN THE BOX?!
…the cobra is still in your dealership, Daniel?
“I’m a girl dad” – Johnny Lawrence, 2024 (or whatever year this is supposed to be I can’t remember)
…okay this episode is called Sleeper and we’re seeing that same student we did in the last episode when they said “Silver is gone now” DID TERRY HAVE A BASTARD CHILD AND NOT KNOW ABOUT IT?!
You tell ‘em, Devon.
Lol “LEE, CALL YOUR DAD, YOU’RE HANDLING THIS PROBLEM AT YOUR HOUSE.”
Please don’t be a stupid retcon of Miyagi’s character please don’t be a stupid retcon of Miyagi’s character please don’t be a stupid retcon of Miyagi’s character please don’t be a stupid retcon of Miyagi’s character please don’t be a stupid retcon of Miyagi’s character
Got a lot of mystery boxes in this episode, huh?
…”we can have a girls’ night,” says the 50-something year old man to the 3 teenaged girls he isn’t related to. I do love his relationship with Devon though. It’s a shame she’s going to die in a freak karate accident so that Johnny can name his daughter after her.
THE HORRORS LOCKED AWAY IN A HIDDEN COMPARTMENT ARE THAT HE WAS A BOXER?!
…oh and he beat the shit out of people.
AND HE CHANGED HIS NAME?! OKAY SHIT’S GETTING INTERESTING.
Lmao the Ouija board fakeout
Yeah good Daniel, leave your dolled-up wife in the shady gym.
OH MY GOD JOHNNY PLEASE STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING.
Kreese is really just trying to make a bunch of killing machines (or at least one, anyway), huh?
The Big 3 weren’t lying when they said they were going all out this season with the fights.
Also is Kreese just fine with the snake bite? He’s fine?
Oh noooo, Mr. Miyagi wasn’t a perfect human I’m SHOCKED.
Johnny is SO happy they’re fighting I love it – OH NO BOOOOOOOOOO PEACE. Go get matching tattoos or something you dorks.
Oh no Daniel, is your perfect worldview crumbling? Was surrogate daddy not as perfect as you thought?
YES, CHOZEN. WHAT DID HAPPEN IN CANCUN?
Nooo Chozen don’t leave even if it is for Kumiko I’LL MISS YOU.
Yes, let’s end the episode on “girls are easy”
Oh no wait, more Daniel mourning the loss of his innocence
Were the rumours right? We’re going to Spain? LET’S GOOOOOOO – wait how are they going to afford everyone going?
And we’re down to six – Miguel, Robby, Hawk, Sam, Tory… Kenny/Demetri/Devon?
Episode 4: Underdogs
Hawk thinks patriotism will earn him a spot? God I hate that mohawk.
“Each and every one of you has a shot, even though many of you are either our children, close enough to be our children, or are our clear favourites”
SHUT UP DEVON IF ANTHONY GETS PICKED I’M GOING TO KILL SOMEONE.
Johnny assuming he’s as good as a partner at the dealership is KILLING me
THANK YOU FOR TELLING HIM NO ABOUT ANTHONY, JOHNNY.
Why is Daniel so against them… actually earning their spots?
Hi Mike!
Lol flashback – but why not show Terry?
YES DEVON MY QUEEN.
AWWW, Penis Breath is so happy with his new name.
SERIOUSLY? ANTHONY?
If Anthony makes it I’m killing myself.
Devon speaking up for all neglected minor characters everywhere.
What in the actual fuck is going on. Go away Yasmine you suck. OKAY BUT NOT AT THE EXPENSE OF DEMETRI’S HAPPINESS. …maybe her dumping him would’ve been better she is the WORST.
Binary Bros. will be the couple with the drama this season.
This capture the flag game seems fun but Mike can’t look at everyone at once…
I mean your son IS going to bleed and get the shit kicked out of him, Daniel. Wake up. No? Gonna keep feeding him your bs? Cool.
Barnes has quite the craftsmanship.
JOHNNY VS MIKE LET’S GOOOOOOOO… but away from the saw please.
HEY HE SAID THE THING.
…we’re really just gonna call each other bad boys with a straight face?
Okay Devon, enough with the negative self-talk. You’re sounding like me.
NOOOOOO Binary Bros. are fighting!
Kenny is kind of cocky af and I hope he doesn’t get it.
Smart move would’ve been to go up top and see if you can spot the flag…
OH WE TOOK KENNY OUT WITH A CHEAP TRICK…that’s not funny.
Oh SHIT Demetri is being an asshat. Why is NO ONE asking bout Hawk?
MAN now Devon has to feel bad because someone else chea– OH MY GOD IT WAS HER.
Episode 5: Best of the Best
Why does Tory’s mom healing feel so ominous why does Tory’s mom healing feel so ominous why does Tory’s mom healing feel so ominous why does Tory’s mom healing feel so ominous
Oh look Kreese has come for a visit.
And yet another blonde champion has turned against Kreese.
OH MY GOD, DEMETRI SHUT UP.
Robby you lovestruck little fool it’s adorable.
I really love Terry (duh) but Johnny is 100% my favourite Sensei.
HEY LEAVE THAT CANADIAN DUMMY ALONE, EH?
What about your worst impulses, Danny Boy? S H U T U P and appreciate your hot wife for once, Jesus!
…Carmen is going to go into labour in this episode isn’t she.
AND there it is! Nope wait, false alarm. Everybody go hug Miguel.
NO NO NO DON’T BE DEAD NO NO NO
GOD FUCKING DAMNIT
HER FIST WAS CLENCHED – WAS IT KREESE?
Why does Sam and Miguel’s relationship seem so focused on beating Robby and Tory? While Robby and Tory seem actually into each other?
Daniel you suck, you hypocritical, self-righteous twat.
This is some mighty fine acting, Miss Peyton List. Best crier on the show since Xolo!
JOHNNY YOU HAVE A BABY ON THE WAY CAN YOU NOT YANK THE STEERING WHEEL.
…he’s right though. SHUT UP DANIEL.
Okay but Johnny this is really stupid you’ve sold cars for four minutes.
LMAO “YOU’RE FINALLY LEAVING HIM” GOD AMANDA LISTEN TO JOHNNY HE’S RIGHT.
Johnny gonna embrace boxing with the students? Daniel can’t really say anything about it not being about Mr. Miyagi then.
She kept… the bottlecap… I AM NOT OKAY.
You did not try, Daniel. Shut the fuck up. I’m mad at you. Go away. Get your head outta your ass.
You don’t get to know everything about anyone, Daniel. Especially when you’ve got your head so far in the sand you can’t even come to grips with who YOU are.
Amanda go find Tory. GO FIND TORY, AMANDA.
Okay there’s Tory. USE THAT MOTIVATION, ROBBY.
Can Robby get a decent haircut for once please? He’s a cute kid, his head deserves better.
Good for you, Robby. (Also why do I feel like he’s going to change his last name to Lawrence once the baby is born and then they’ll all just be one big happy sappy family)
I’m sure that Tory seeing both of Sam’s living and supportive parents there won’t screw her up at all.
Oh that’s gonna be Tory’s therapist or something for Amanda isn’t it UH OH.
YEAH YOU NEED TO STOP THE FIGHT.
OH SHIT. Not Danny striking first.
FUCKING GOOD ENOUGH WITH THIS KUMBAYA SHIT.
…Kenny’s gonna be mad about that – oh wait he’s not there and I’m sure it’s going well for him.
Not the bloodstained headband.
…Hawk really kept the dumb mohawk for the tournament huh?
Tory and Kenny gonna be fighting for Korea with Kreese?
(Why is Kreese there? This is televised? The police??)
LET’S FUCKING GO TORY.
#cobra kai#thomas ian griffith#cobra kai season 6#cobra kai spoilers#i will be screaming if we get any of him#please give us Terry backstory at least#nick marini#it's all up to you#no pressure
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07 from the start ⸝⸝ cold drinks and cowardice
"oh? we're not going to the library this time?"
it must be a sign, you think, holding a paper bag in your right hand and his hand in your left. it was late enough into the cold winter season for frosty breath and signature hot chocolate but warm dandelion rays seemed to follow you two and frame the campus perfectly.
"nah," you shrug, "pela said that the council agreed that the stage would be put in the middle of the campus uh- garden? lawn? grass area thingy- you know what i mean…"
"yeah! we thought the area would bring the most traction." you're not even looking at him: your nervous eyes glued to your surroundings with false confidence, but you know he's giving you that look. that sickening soft one that you often mistake for adoration.
it's… fond??
and it makes your heart race — just for a second, before remembering what he said before.
"not a date huh…" you mutter dejectedly.
truthfully, it kinda sorta hurt when you found out he said that. whilst not fully demolishing your ego and porcelain heart, it did pinch at you — like soft rope burn for your self-esteem.
but what hurt a little more was the fact that he never told you. never told you about his private account that is.
i mean yeah… i have one too, but that's because i talk about how much i like him on there, you reason with yourself. and i get privacy and everything. but, bronya? you thought him and bronya were just school friends. were you… even his best friend?
"hm?" a hum interrupts your spiralling thoughts.
"anyway! i thought we could like, survey the area. see how and should things be set out and work from there." you say with faux enthusiasm, "we can work on your quote-on-quote poster on a bench nearby too."
"...it's not that bad."
"uh huh," you tease, raising an eyebrow. whatever. who geppie lets follow his private doesn't mean anything.
eventually, you two end up sitting on a bench together that faces the lawn.
"oh come on! look," gepard laughs as he pulls out his laptop, already logged in and displaying a somewhat improved version of his last poster. the changes are minor, like font changes and whatnot. but you can tell just how much effort he put into it. effort he put into everything and anything he did. a quality of his that you love. "i got rid of some of the uglier images," he pointed out excitedly, shuffling closer to you so you could get a closer look, "just like you told me to." the last part, a whisper similar to the sweetness of vows.
"it's good…" you mumble, too busy clinging onto his words and soothing a racing heart.
"really?"
"really." you reply earnestly, hooded eyes studying yours.
you wanted to lean in. to tread past the tightrope of a line preventing you and gepard from being more than just friends; to finally speak your mind on what you've been feeling for the past few years.
but…
"ah!" you explain, pretending to remember something by suddenly grabbing your paper bag from before.
…you're a coward.
inside are two beverages and a warm pastry carefully wrapped in tissue. "my favourite…" gepard mutters, surprised, "you remembered."
"iced coffee. you always preferred things cold. and a pastry too! it's a thank you for yesterday and-"
his ears turn redder than the normal red-on-a-windy-day red. and you almost — almost considered this a win: a step over that line, before…
"ha. you really are my best friend."
ouch.
MASTERLIST ⸝⸝ previous! ⸝⸝ next!
𑁤 sypnosis. despite claiming to be 'rizz master 3000' name has failed to ask out their crush and childhood best friend, gepard, for a few years (L). with this new wave of courage, will this lovestruck idiot be able to confess before gepard buys a house and adopts 3 cats and a bunny with someone else? (this is a joke. geppie will not be adopting 3 cats and a bunny).
notes. . . omgg this is like my 6th time ive tried to post 😭 ( so sorry for the like 3week hiatus LMAO) anyways ive been trying to get into a law school for next year so college has been biting me in the ass lately. sending love to all yall tho <3
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Feb. Filth Fest Day 1: Wooyoung
CW + disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, brief oral, face fucking, slight fingering, unprotected sex, (wrap it before you tap it), slight spit play, hate fucking (obvi), teasing, light degradation (slut, bitch), pet names (baby, princess), Wooyoung is talkative, fem! reader, reader isn’t wearing panties and is kind of a brat, lmao, nsfw under the cut, (also my first time doing hate fucking, don’t judge me too hard).
Disclaimer: I do not believe that the members of Ateez would act in this way, nor is this meant to be a reflection or guide to their real personalities. This is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes,
Word count: 664
“Aww, poor baby. What’s the matter? Is it too much for you?” You hated Jung Wooyoung with a passion, wanting to do nothing more than slap him most of the time, but you currently weren’t in a position to do so. You were in his bedroom, on your knees, allowing him to fuck your throat. His pace was slow, gentler than you expected, but he was still thicker than what you were used to. You gagged around him, making him giggle. “Oh, you’re so quiet, you had so much to say earlier. You have such a foul mouth baby. I wonder what the others would think if they saw you on your knees for me, that you come to my place each night to get used, like the little slut you are.” Your legs clamped together, thighs shifting under your mini skirt, which was not lost on Wooyoung.
He giggled once more, pulling himself from your mouth. “You like that baby? You like when I remind you of your place? You like being reminded that you’re my slut, huh?” You whined, involuntarily of course. His words, coated in sugar and fake concern as he mocked you, had turned you on more than you would ever admit out loud. Wooyoung was annoying, but he excelled when it came to knowing just how to get you to lose yourself. He was the perfect lover, and it made you hate him even more. He was the only one to please you this way, and he knew it. Ex lovers didn’t hold a candle to Wooyoung when it came to making a mess of you.
He pulled you up, laying you back onto his bed. He pulled apart your legs, smirking at the sight of you, bare and vulnerable to him. He pressed his fingers against your slit, collecting some of your arousal on his fingers, before spreading open your lips. Wooyoung lowered himself so that he was eye level with your core. Before you could tell him to hurry up, Wooyoung opened his mouth, spitting directly onto your clit and pressed his fingers against it, rubbing in circles. You moaned, encouraging him to keep going. Without warning, he slid his fingers down from your clit to your entrance, pushing into you, and his mouth replaced his fingers on your clit. He sucked on it harshly, earning a loud cry of his name in response.
His fingers scissored inside you, exploring your walls and preparing you for what was next. He kept them inside you for a few moments, before pulling back, making you whimper at the loss of contact. “Eager, are we?” He slowly rid himself of his pants and boxers, leaving him completely bare aside from the chain on his neck. He pushed your skirt up, fully exposing you to him and you opened your legs wider on instinct. Lining himself up at your entrance, Wooyoung slowly pushed in, until he was fully sheathed in you.
He decided that he’d give you a minute to adjust, but you had other plans. “Fuck, Wooyoung, just hurry up and move already. I can’t fucking stand you.” You should’ve known better. Wooyoung’s eyes darkened, his expression melting from amusement to pure, unadulterated lust. He pulled back, before snapping his hips into yours harshly, setting a pace that had your eyes rolling back.
“You know, for someone who ‘hates’ me, you sure love begging me to fuck you.” You couldn’t respond, as the way he was fucking you left you speechless, his hips nonstop in his journey to ruin you. Any snarky remarks you could think of were forgotten in the moment. “I- I can’t-” You managed to choke out in between breaths, but Wooyoung chuckled, shushing you. “It’s okay, shh,” he cooed, his next words sending you over the edge, “you don’t have to love me for me to give you what you want. You may hate me, but you sure do love being my bitch, don’t you baby?”
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Tags: @minhyuuk, @treasure-hwa, @hijeongguk, @mintmoose64,
#thesafecafe#february filth fest#ateez#ateez wooyoung#jung wooyoung#wooyoung#wooyoung x reader#wooyoung x y/n#wooyoung x black reader#kpop smut#ateez x black reader#ateez x reader#ateez x poc reader#ateez x y/n#wooyoung smut#ateez smut#ateez smut drabbles
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-blows dust off this blog-
So
Little Nightmares III, huh???
I was trying to avoid being excited about it because no solid release date and 2024 could be a few months from now or a year from now and Idk how long I can handle being so fuckin hyped for this game YEEHAW
BUT I CAN'T, I KEEP THINKING ABT THE GAME AAHAHHGAGA
so here are my thoughts, if you wanted to know
FIRST OF ALL, i am so glad that after we saw LTNM II we thought it'd be co-op but it was just an AI, that we finally get co-op! AND ONLINE TOO, i spent the first day worried it'd be shared screen same room situation since i wasn't trying to get my hopes up but then I realised I can just.. google it.. AND IT IS!!! ONLINE!! IDK WHO I AM GONNA PLAY IT W FIRST AAAAAAAA
anyways, you can definitely tell it's a new studio working on this game, the world feels mostly the same but the character designs themselves are definitely stylistically similar, but not the same. With Six especially, the MC designs were very simplistic and realistic but used colour (or for Mono, a single design quirk being the bag) to stand out against their backgrounds and against the enemies which are largely neutral colours. But these new ones feel... "over designed"? On their own they definitely aren't, but in comparison to Mono, Six, Seven, and even NPCs like the flashlight girl, they have a lot more going on (especially the little wrench kid, Idk which one is Alone and which one is Low yet btw OOP)
Despite it being a new studio and you can tell, new puzzles and environments, they're still doing their best to have the OGs vibes and whatnot to feel familiar, namely in the trailer they bring back the fuses, and the additional gameplay video there's a short scene with an environment with all the shelves you can find in LTNM 1s gnome section (the one with the cart that is affected by the Maws swaying).
But regardless, it still feels different enough my brain is still nervous about it. I also feel In A Way about Tarsier having LTNM II explode and their franchise getting the attention it deserves, only to have it stuck with Bandai and now it's going to likely explode again and they aren't involved. Idk how anyone on that team feels about it, but if it were me omg.
Also the only boss we've seen so far (i hope they add more and i def want some to be a surprise so im not gonna assume this is the only one for now) feels... out of place? it has the design qualities of a LTNM boss, but the size of it makes it more of a spectacle than a warped/corruption of an adult. All the previous bosses fit in their environment, we are the small ones and they are scaled to the world around them. This is the first time, outside monster Six who imo is a bit of an outlier anyways due to her circumstances, we're getting a boss who is this huge and doesn't even fit their own environment. I hope we get a lore reason for this in some way, because currently the boss doesn't have the same vibe as the others and it's throwing me off a bit. Don't get me wrong, it'll be terrifying, but looking at the picture as a whole they are sort of out of place for me rn. I don't hate the bitch either, I'm not gonna be like omg get rid of it or change it, but it does strike me as odd seeing it for now.
And yes the tall man is too tall for a lot of things, but he's not THAT big. He's more like yer tall guy who hits his head off doorways, which happens irl anyways LMAO
Little Nightmares primarily tries to capture the feeling of being a small child and how everything is big and scary, but a doll that huge is out of the realm of reality set up for us already. It's gone from scary corrupted animal to godzilla, if that makes sense.
OH AND THE MIRRORS ARE VERY LTNM COMICS OF THEM TEE HEE < 3
#while i find the MCs designs to be a bit much for now they're fast growing on me as characters#they give me indie movie vibes more than little nightmares MCs vibes#but hey if we get a 4th installment then it goes from an outlier to part of a trend#my brain will get over it eventually anyways these are just my initial thoughts#oh and as long as they either dont bring back the flashlight or change its controls im mostly fine w the puzzles and whatnot#like suuuuuper minor gripe but i loved in the first games that when you had a weapon it was too big and too heavy#they had serious weight when you swung them and the mcs clearly struggled#and it really helped you feel powerless even when armed#i know the masked kid has a slingshot btw but i just hope it isnt used as an easy weapon and more as a distraction#having any kind of upper hand in this world sort of diminishes the initial scare factor they were going for#being that youre a small child helpless in this world#outside sixs ending but aside from the hallway you literally dont play w her power at the end#text#long post#little nightmares 3#ltnm 3#ooc
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Hey Spectre, got a simple question for ya this time. Did you like either of the story book Sonic games?(I think that's what they were called. I'm talking about 7 Rings and The Black Knight)
Ah.... Sonic and the Secret Rings, and Sonic and the Black Knight huh. THOSE games hmm?
Well, i feel like these two games share the same positives and negatives. Both have really great narratives, presentation, music, art style, etc. But the gameplay is just.... Uh... Not the best the series can offer you know? To say it lightly....
Secret Ring's story is kinda crazy because it's actually about the toxic relationship between Shahra who is the guide of the game, and the villain Erazor Djin (yes that's his name). A Sonic the Hedgehog story actually being about an abusive relationship between two genies and Sonic helps Shahra overcome her troubles and eventually defeat Erazor Djin is crazy to me. I'm not joking around btw. And it's actually done very well and in a subtle way too...
The cutscenes too look phenomenal and hold up very well cause you know, it's just artwork and it looks DAMNNNN GOOD! The ost is just MMMMMM!!!! Look it up if you get the chance, it has a lot of vocal tracks and they are very catchy. Same with Black Knight.
However the gameplay.... oh man... Now look, i played this on the wii and didn't use a regular controller on dolphin. And let me tell ya, by the time the game was done, i was so happy it was over....
Sonic doesn't stop running and you control him by tilting the wii remote... Everything is shaking and tilting and sometimes it just does NOT work! The level design somewhat accommodates for it and you know what, sometimes the game can be.... fun... It's kind of a guilty pleasure for me but that doesn't mean it's a good game gameplay wise, hell naw. It sucks.
The final boss WILL hurt your arms and give you a damn good workout lmao. Also, you have to UNLOCK BETTER CONTROLS VIA AN RPG LEVELLING UP SYSTEM! WHY!?!? WHY DO I GOTTA UNLOCK BETTER TURNING AND EQUIP IT?!?!? If i have to slog through hours upon hours of grinding just to get better controls then I'm sorry, that's a bad game in my eyes tbh. I don't care if it "gets good after 20 hours." You can fuck off with that shit.
However Black Knight on the other hand, that's a pretty good game and i can say that with confidence. The story of Black Knight is even more crazy and surprisingly mature. It's about this clash of ideologies as Sonic believes that everything comes to an end, but it's about living life to the fullest in the time we have, to run head first to our problems and solve them before we die. To have fun and enjoy life before it's over. And the villain is scared of death and wants a world that lasts forever, so that flowers may never wither and that the kingdom the game takes place in won't come to ruin. Sonic can be seen as the bad guy of the story in a certain lens as if he wins, the kingdom WILL die. He even says himself "i don't mind playing the bad guy every once in a while." LIKE THAT IS SOOOOOO FUCKING RAWWW!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!
Sure the story rushed and short but... oh my god the story and fan service is truly amazing idc. It marked the end of an era, the end of the "dark age" of Sonic, before we got games like Colours, Generations, Lost World, Forces, Boom that took such a drastic turn in tone and got rid of the 4Kids cast of voice actors. This was the final time Sonic felt like it truly gave a shit about it's story and was made by people who cared and had something to say.... Well... until Frontiers of course.
Sonic's characterisation is some of the best it has ever been in both games. He's snarky, confident, energetic and cheeky, but he's also gentle, kind and loving. It's so well done.... literally the final line he says "Every world has it's end. I know that's kind of sad but... That's why we gotta live life in the fullest in the time we have. At least, that's what i figure." breaks me into tears every time i hear it... I'm not joking.
Black Knight also has moments where it plays certain themes from previous games when certain characters show up and that shit makes me grin ear to ear and laugh in autistic excitement i tell ya. Hearing It Doesn't Matter before Sonic takes on the final boss is so. DAMN. GOOD!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The only other time i can recall getting giddy and excited over a Sonic game is... Frontiers? The first titan boss made me scream. I was screaming and in pure happiness. And the final boss from update 3.... Made me cry dude... But that's a topic for another day. i can go on and on about this blue rat....
Yeah Black Knight is a good game... but.... the gameplay is uh... just okay? It's not bad but it's not great either. I think what really kills the gameplay is that there isn't enough platforming in the levels and a lot of the sword moves kill Sonic's speed which makes the sword combat feel so sluggish and ughhhhh.
Also a big issue between both games that they have a mission system and not standard acts and it kills replayablity for me. If the games got remastered today and had 3 acts and a boss in each area it would be 10x better I'm telling you.
Anyways, yeah, the storybook games are awesome... aside from gameplay. I recommend only playing Black Knight and configuring it on dolphin to tie motion swings to button presses. And putting the pointer controls on the r stick as well.
Don't play Secret Rings unless you are a diehard Sonic fan and are curious to see the game.
#sonic the hedgehog#sonic and the black knight#sonic and the secret rings#modern sonic#super sonic#rambles#ask me stuff#ask blog#ask me anything#ask#hes so cool#the goat#story analysis#character analysis#actually autistic
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Get Pegged, Loser
Dano!Riddler x GN!Reader, word count: 500 the results of the poll are in! and it turns out none of you can be trusted lmao so we're pegging this dweeb again >:) 🐀💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: pegging, delicious pain but not too much
You bucked your hips expertly, so practised. It was obvious you were skilled at this, even if it was only your first time. Each movement you made elicited a sharp whine followed by a soft moan from him as you pressed yourself and the strap on further inside of his entrance. It spurred you on, excited you. His delightful wails were better than any praise or any compliment he could offer you.
Letting your hands move from his hips, you let them slide up Eddie’s spine, reaching the back of his head as you ran your fingers through his soft, brown hair. He moaned, a soft hum of pleasure, hitched into a sharp yelp as you wrapped the locks around your digits and pulled. With his head lifted up, he arched his back, giving you a better angle as you rutted into him. The sound of your body slapping against his as you filled him completely, each inch of your appendage diving deep into him, tight but willing.
Light whimpering interspersed with whines and pleading sent a jolt of electricity through you each time he managed to stutter out a word.
“P… p-please… more… th-th-thank you…”
Tossing his head down, you brought your hands back to his soft hips, fingers digging deep into his flesh as you brought him back down hard on to you.
“You’re the saviour?”
Caressing his thighs, you let your hands trail up and down before you smacked at his ass with your palm flat and firm.
“The hero Gotham deserves? Gonna rid the city of corruption, huh?”
You laughed cruelly as you thrust hard, watching his body shudder on the counter, face turned, cheek pressed flat against, the fucked out daze in his eyes visible past the lenses of his glasses which sat askew on his face.
“You’re the real vigilante. But you’re also my little bitch, aren’t you?”
He nodded profusely, entirely enthusiastic, keen to be whatever you wanted him to be in that moment, as long as you didn’t stop delivering the pleasure you were grateful enough to bestow upon, forcing his soft, tight ass to receive you.
“Say it!”
“I-I’m your… your little… b-bitch… th-thank you…”
With a smile, you pulled out to a mewling note of disappointment from Eddie.
“Don’t pout, turn over and lie on your back.”
He did as he was told, turning around and holding his legs up, cheeks spread once more, ready to accept you.
“And take the mask off.”
You gripped his cheeks over the thin, green material that covered him.
“I want to see your pretty little face when you cum.”
Eddie removed it quick, uncovering his flushed cheeks and his forehead, slick with sweat, hair stuck to it. As you reinserted yourself into his tight hole he tossed his head back, but not so far that you couldn’t make out the smile on his face, drool spilling from his open mouth and pooling on the surface beside him as he began screaming your name.
#finnie writes#riddler smut#fanfic#the riddler fanfic#riddler fanfic#riddler x reader#riddler x you#ridler scenario#dano riddler#dano!riddler#edward nashton#the riddler fanfiction#the riddler#paul dano#danonation
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HELLO GOOD MORNING 👁〰️👁 HOW ARE YOU?? I literally just woke up HEHDHS MERRY HOLIDAYS FREN
Let’s hope that my request is readable since my brain be mushed💦 Could we get a S/O who’s very flirty and tries to win Mayor’s heart during a mission while he acts oblivious at their attempts to swoon him, he finds them charming for what they do c:
YES CHIMEMORI THIS ASK IS BRILLIANT
oml i never thought i'd be into an idea more, guys guys this was so much fun to write, like PRETENDING TO BE A COUPLE SHIT, anyways, hope you enjoy! Sorry if it's late lmao, hardest part was figuring out what the mission should entail <3 :))
p.s. dont come for me, this is purely fictional and even though I did a tiny bit of research, i know little of dishes served in fancy Chinese restaurants and even less about their signature architecture style, i'm just going off my imagination
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MAYOR X READER
Lego Monkie Kid
Context: You're in love. The problem? You're terrible at it. To make matters worse, the charmer you've fallen for is oblivious to your flirtatious antics (or is he??). Thankfully, all's well that ends well especially when Lady Bone Demon assigns you two together, on a mission. Matchmakers really do play dirty.
CW: None, Mayor doesn't even tolerate foul language (you learned the hard way)
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"Go."
Those were the last words Lady Bone Demon said to both you and her henchman before vanishing in a cloud of blue smoke.
It never bothered you, the missions she'd send you on.
You're working for her; it's not like you can complain about something you signed up for. Externally, you follow orders to a T, because if you're not useful then she'll be rid of you. And that is simply not an option, because if you're not at her side then you're not at his.
The Mayor.
The idiot who wormed his way into your cold heart of fire and ice.
And you don't even know his real name.
You've resorted to nicknames, to which he doesn't mind (you'll get extra creative behind doors, alone), but you're really dying to know his birthname. Perhaps with a bit more time, he'll open up.
Right now, you're standing in the mirror, as you have been for the past two minutes. Just staring. Nothing wrong with that.
Unless you were making sure you look perfect for . . . someone.
That's hypothetical, of course.
An idiot in denial looks back at you in the reflection, nervous and tense with anticipation of what's to come.
With a huff, you will yourself not to screw this one up and grasp the doorknob to your bedroom. Your spacious, beautiful bedroom, carved from stone and bone and ice long, long ago. The Mayor had given you a tour of the place once, having been eager to relay to you the wonderful history of this underground fortress. A buried landscape of beauty.
Oh dear, you're getting sidetracked.
Focus, (Y/N).
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"Soooo. I guess Lady Bone Demon put us together, huh? Wonder what she's got in store for us."
Well, that was an awkward start.
Lucky for you, it's dark outside and the lack of light is sufficient enough to hide the embarrassment clear on your face. Your partner keeps on strolling down the abandoned alleyway, hands folded neatly behind his back and that familiar, lazy smile on his face.
"Did she not enclose the details to you?" The Mayor asks, turning to you.
Shrugging, you vault over a few storage crates. "Not really."
As you slow to a walk beside him, the two of you round the corner into a more open sidewalk, exhibiting a nice view of the Megapolis Bank.
Briefly, you hypothesize that this is your destination, when the Mayor clears his throat, a sure sign he's about to elaborate.
"My Lady needs another soul to absorb, and conveniently for us, there lies within Megapolis a demon powerful enough to sustain her for the time being," the Mayor hums, blank white eyes flicking to the sky. He's always on constant alert, and yet he always seems so relaxed and chipper. "We are to retrieve the asset and deliver him for proper sacrifice."
"Sacrifice?"
He flashes you a wry smile. "He is an energy source, my dear. Otherwise, my mistress will surely fail to fulfill her destiny, being as weak as she is."
A frown lights your features. Lady Bone Demon doesn't look weak.
You chalk it up to demons being superb at hiding their true selves. Half the time you can't even dissect the Mayor's intentions, even if it's a simple trip to the men's room and he'd told you he'd be unavailable for a few minutes.
In the end, you smile. "As long as there's a reward for delivering an innocent person to her."
"Reward?" The Mayor repeats, blinking. "That being fulfilling our destiny; to serve her. Were you hoping for something else?"
Oh, there's no reward.
You stare incredulously at your partner, about to backtrack, when he suddenly chuckles in amusement. Your eyes widen (see? See? The Mayor is incredibly hard to read), jaw slackening as you realize.
"You're joking. There is a reward!"
"Perhaps! Would you consider the next few days off prize enough?"
You're grinning, now, tailing alongside the Mayor like a joyful puppy. His eyes are twinkling at your antics. "A few days?? Are you kidding? That goes way beyond my expectations."
It's true. Lady Bone Demon hardly ever rewards you for completing your missions. The most time she's given you off is eight hours, and even then you'd treated those moments like gold, savoring it up until you were summoned once more.
This missions suddenly feels extremely important.
Maybe that's why LBD offered this specific reward; to entice you to go against your morals. Then again, where were your morals when you served someone like her?
"I see you're properly motivated," the Mayor says, eyes fixed on you.
You wink, attempting a flirt. "This'll be a piece of cake. And hey, maybe we can spend our days off together."
He pauses, seeming to actually consider this.
"I wouldn't refuse a game of chess."
"No, I meant- oh, nevermind," you say with a little, awkward laugh. Sighing wistfully, you clear your throat and glance sideways. "So! Are we almost there? Where are we going, anyways? The bank?"
The Mayor falls quiet as the two of you pass a few strangers. "A restaurant," the Mayor answers, when the people turn a corner. He flexes his fingers. "The demon is the owner. An intelligent move on his part, for there is no risk of encountering people like us. Unless, of course, we booked reservations for first-class service."
He's smiling mysteriously, now. You could almost call it mischievous.
You're getting near it now. The details of this mission.
"This must be a very fancy restaurant, then."
"The finest in the city," the Mayor agrees, turning a corner. Then, he stops all together, enticing you to halt as well. "We must dress and act the part if we are to get close to the target. Be polite, don't refuse the wine selection."
You nod, mentally prepping yourself for the mission. Then, your eyes trail up, realizing exactly why your partner had stopped.
The restaurant is huge, glittering, and loud.
Five, gold stars are positioned just beneath the restaurant's trademark name, The Dragon Dynasty. A thick trail of people waiting in line flow out of the building and to the left, vanishing down the sidewalk. A similar line stretching to the right is much smaller, but greeted at the door by two hulking men dressed in tight black suits, wearing sunglasses and deep frowns. The token bodyguards you'd see in everyday action movies.
The breath is stolen from you. Slowly, you glance down at your own attire, feeling suddenly very underdressed and very stupid.
"We can't go in there. Not like this!" You gasp.
Your partner smiles knowingly. "My lady is completely prepared for this, my dear. She was the sole one responsible for booking reservations months in advance, you know."
"I know that. But it's not like she can magically manifest a-"
You cut yourself off.
For some reason, your skin begins to tingle. Eyes wide with shock and awe, you glance down at the Mayor's own attire, watching it shift and transform into something more fit for the occasion. A lovely, handsome black tuxedo with a long tail and a white bow. His undershirt ghosted from light blue to white in mere moments, the black sleeves of his tux slipping upwards to reveal white cuffs.
Your own attire has endured a similar transformation, something that hugs your body flawlessly and washes away any insecurities you'd been nursing regarding the mission.
Fingertips tentatively travel along your new outfit. "Oh my stars."
"How elegant," the Mayor says, slippery-smooth, his white eyes suddenly like a hawk. "My lady has astute taste in fashion."
Your cheeks are on fire, but you manage a smile.
"You as well. Very debonair."
The outfits feel like they're meant for each-other, even somewhat bone-themed to better represent your mistress. Your companion gives you one last once-over before continuing down the sidewalk.
"Shall we?"
Biting your lip, you sidle up next to him, unable to help glancing over his outfit a few times.
"That outfit really brings out your smile, y'know."
He hums a laugh. "Very corny, my dear. I'm sure you'll reap great success if you attempt something similar in front of our target."
You're frowning, now. Try again. "Uh . . . How about, um . . . If I had a flower for every time you made me smile, I'd be walking in my garden forever," you say seriously, daring to look at him.
That line.
It was meant for him. Of course, it's hidden under the assumption it's meant for someone else.
The Mayor's eyebrows lift. "You have yet to meat the target, though."
"Oh. Oh, right. I mean, hypothetically. I dunno. Maybe it would work on someone I've known for awhile? Someone I work with?" You babble, heart rate spiking as you near the restaurant. Which line will you wait in? How are you ever going to get close to the manager? Why does your face feel on fire?
His smile is relaxed once more. "I suppose."
You swallow. Try again?
Lips part to formulate the words for another pick-up line, but the Mayor glance down at you, beating you to it.
"Oh, one final detail I forgot to disclose. My lady made reservations for the two of us as, dare I say, a couple. First class is not often given to single individuals, families, or mere companions."
Ah.
Your heart skips a beat. "A couple?"
"Don't worry, it's a temporary act in order to get close to the manager. We might as well get the full experience," he returns, eyes twinkling. "Won't this be fun?"
Throat running quite dry, you nod. "With you? I can't imagine it being too awful."
He chuckles again, but there's no more time for words.
You've made it to the front.
The bodyguards stare down at you for a moment before moving to the side to reveal a small, well-dressed woman drowning in make-up, who stands and approaches the two of you with a dull frown. She's seen this before. Been doing this all night, and probably wants to go home desperately.
"Last name?" The lady says boredly.
You feel the Mayor's arm slide through yours, linking the both of you together. "Bone," he says smoothly.
Bone.
How fitting.
You decide it's better than using a last name from Lady Bone Demon's time, considering she's ancient and has lived long past hundreds of family names. 'Bone' is even in her title. Fitting, indeed.
The woman shifts through her clipboard, eyes narrowing. You hold your breath.
"Mr. and Mx. Bone. You got a meeting with the boss?"
"Correct," the Mayor says.
The lady nods. "Through here, then."
She sidesteps, gesturing through the large golden doors, opening one of them to let the two of you pass. Ignoring the glares and mutters of the people in line, the two of you enter the building, leaving behind the cold outdoors and entering an entirely different world.
It's amazing.
You can't describe it. Not the plants you've never seen before in the corners, not the dazzling chandelier overseeing the luxurious dining tables and bars, the glittering diamonds reflecting off the wine bottles sitting by the hundreds on the wine racks. They stretch up to the ceiling, where Chinese history paints the sky with beautiful colors and people. A band in the corner plays smooth café music, the sound distant yet nostalgic for you. And there's people. So many people, despite how hard it is to get a reservation here. They crowd the place, making it difficult to navigate to first class.
The Mayor gives your arm a gentle squeeze. "Should I be afraid you might fall unconscious?"
"No. Are you trying to seduce me?"
"No," he hums, leading you up the wide, elegant, bifurcated staircase. Your free hand trails along the polished, wooden handrail, wishing your eyes were wider so you could see absolutely everything.
"Well, it's working," you whisper, half to yourself.
Pretend to be a couple. Wear expensive clothes probably worth more than your life. Eat at the fanciest restaurant in the city.
You feel like maybe you should read between the lines.
But all of the sudden, you're too busy reading the menu, eyes wide at the expansive selection.
So. Much. Food.
Your stomach growls in anticipation.
"Do we even have the money for this?" You wonder, breathless.
The Mayor's eyes rove over his own menu before placing it down and lacing his fingers together underneath his chin. Locking eyes with you, he cocks a brow. "Need I remind you my Lady has been planning this for months? She is-"
"Completely prepared, I know," you mumble, ducking behind the menu.
Glaring at the beautifully decorated dinner table, you bite your lip and think. Tonight might be your once chance to woo the Mayor. Is it crazy, though, to try it here? Now?
Heart racing, you lower the menu.
"I've never been on a date with a demon, before."
The Mayor had been observing the portraits lining the walls, but now his white eyes are on you. "A date?"
"Don't worry, this won't send my expectations through the roof," you continue, wearing a casual smile yet you're nervous to the bone. Hiding shaking hands under the sleek tablecloth, you try for a small smile. "Spending time with you meets all of them."
Fingers crossed, you hope this works.
The Mayor nods, eyes trailing to inspect your outfit. "We do what's necessary to fulfill our mistress's desires, I suppose."
No.
NO.
You'd failed! He's too oblivious!
Wishing you could throw hands and let out an exasperated yell, you take a deep, controlled breath. You can still make this WORK. "I mean, it's not everyday I get to spend time with my favorite person."
"Hmm." The Mayor's eyes rove over your features, thoughtful yet cheery at the same time. He suddenly chuckles. "You must be hungry, my dear! We mustn't pick favorites when it comes to food, but I daresay I have yet to turn down a dish of roasted duck. Shall we order while the night is still young?"
God damnit.
This is going to be harder than you thought.
You force a smile. "Uh-huh. Yup. I'll have (dinner dish)."
The two of you make your orders when the waitress walks by, and it still sends tingles down your spine when she addresses you both under the same last name.
When she walks off, you're inclined to notice the other couples sitting at the other tables.
Eyes darting south, you inspect a specific pair.
Their holding hands.
Head snapping up, you lift your hands onto your own table and make a motion for the Mayor to do the same. He eyes you curiously, and you shrug. "The other couples are doing it. We might as well, to look the part. Just for a bit."
"I suppose, if you're sincerely nervous about getting caught," he hums.
In one swift movement, he takes your hands in his.
They're cold.
And yet, it sends a thrill of warmth through your entire body, and you fight hard to suppress a smile. Here you were, trying to flirt with him, and yet getting destroyed by your own plans. Oh, gosh.
He seems to detect the tremble in your fingers. "Eager to get this over with?" He guesses, eyes seeing right through you.
You shake your head quickly. "Nuh-uh. This is amazing."
"You did mention your outfit likely costs more than your life," he murmurs, eyes twinkling with the fact that he doesn't believe this claim. "I advise you try and make the most of it."
"Ha ha. Your hands are cold."
"You don't like it?"
He seems ready to let go, so you give him a squeeze before removing one to pat the top of his hand. "I do like it. Your hands are the best. Big cold grabbers that snatched my soul from my chest the moment I saw you."
"Ha! It's a wonder you're still alive." He flashes you his signature unhinged smile.
Then, woe is you, he lets you go. You're cursing your rotten luck as he leans back in his vanilla soft chair. "You must be wondering how we are to set our plan in motion?"
"A bit, yeah," you say faintly. Really, you're wondering what other ways you can get the Mayor to notice your flirtatious attempts.
"You see, first class seating not only secures us an exquisite meal, but also a chance to discuss business plans with the manager. My Lady was willing to pay an entire chest of coins to set up a private meeting with our target!" The Mayor says, clasping his hands together with a dark look in his eyes. "Isn't that wonderful!"
You bite your lip. "So what are we doing waiting here, then?"
"As you will soon find out, the asset is protected by a constant flow of bodyguards, those of which I trust you to subdue in due time. For now, we have five minutes until the show begins." A glance at his watch, wisps of blue flowing from the metal. Then, eyes full of excitement, he cracks a sincere smile. "I eagerly await your performance, my dear."
Wait a second.
You ball your hands in your fists. "You want me to subdue the bodyguards? Shouldn't I be enticing the target?"
"While it's true that the target prefers either man or woman, I shall do the talking. He has an intricate way of discussing matters that quite irks my Lady, and will no doubt touch a sore spot with you."
"Pfft. You're the only sore spot I have," you say, smiling.
He returns it tenfold as two bodyguards ascend the staircase and station themselves at either side of the eating area. Then, the target himself makes his presence clear. He's a quite large fellow, with spiraling horns and razor sharp claws. Yet his eyes are intelligent and darting everywhere in search of danger.
You catch the Mayor's quick side glance; orders to carry out the mission.
If you leave, the demon is sure to send one of his guards to keep an eye on you. When you two are alone, you are to properly subdue the guard and make the owner suspicious enough to send his other guard for a quick investigation. Bam.
Sure, the bodyguards could crush you, but you'd rather them than a literal demon with claws and fangs.
So you slide off your chair, giving the manager a dashing smile before trailing your fingertips up the Mayor's arm, stopping at his shoulder and squeezing lightly.
"A kiss before I go, darling? I'll only be five minutes."
The Mayor blinks, white eyes wide.
He collects himself quickly, however, and tilts his head just an inch to the side, giving you permission.
You smile, giving his cheek a light peck. You'd go for the real deal, but you sort of want to be a tease right now. It's working, as you catch the Mayor's distracted glance as you head off to who knows where. The bar, maybe. Everyone's left there.
You stop at the doors, straining yourself to hear the conversation at the top level. Unfortunately, you'd picked a place far out of ear reach.
"Fear not, my loyal pawn . . ."
You stiffen, eyes darting down to your outfit.
Someone had spoken.
From the fabric.
A light, female laugh reaches your ears. "It's your mistress, (Y/N). I am here to assist you in your mission."
Eyes wide and staring at your clothes, you clear your throat and cock your head, hesitation writhing inside of you. "Uh . . . hi. This won't, um, subtract any days off from my break, right?"
"No, don't worry. Now . . ."
A pocket watch materializes on your hip.
You pick it up, admiring the soft bone shell that encompasses the watch, flipping it open to see the interior. But alas, it's not a watch.
It's some sort of spying mechanism.
"Use this to observe and listen to your partner's conversation," LBD whispers in your ear. "It will vanish after tonight."
You nod wordlessly, knowing better than to offer a smart reply or crack a joke. If it were the Mayor, you'd for sure pull something silly, but this is your boss.
Swallowing nervously as LBD's presence fades, you peer at the watch/spyglass, eyes narrowing curiously. Forget about LBD manifesting in your clothes (she did create them, you suppose), the Mayor was currently hosting a false discussion with the manager regarding a potential trade in goods. His tone and demeanor is strangely unhinged when you're not around, intimidating yet cheery, his movements also loud and boisterous. You wonder if it's all an act.
The stuff they discuss just goes in one ear and out the other.
That is, until the manager sends one of his guards down to check on you. The five minute mark.
You're late.
Smiling wickedly, you pocket the watch and recede into the shadows. Time to put your skills to use, yessir.
Of course, you do. Flawlessly.
The bodyguard stood no chance. He has zero warning as you launched yourself onto him, hooking your legs around his neck and bringing him crashing to the floor. Luckily, no was is around to witness the attack, giving you plenty of time to overpower the man with a few quick jabs - and he falls still.
Then, you drag his body into the nearest men's room, grunting with effort.
You do (and can't help but) pause at the many artworks lining the walls, and the beautiful designs that cover the restroom sinks. If only this were a real date, you think wistfully.
Once the man is properly hidden, you take out the watch again.
"Didn't your partner say they'd only be five minutes? It's been twenty," the manager is saying.
"Are you changing the subject, perhaps?"
"No! I'm suspicious."
"Whatever reason to be suspicious, my good man! I'm sure they haven't gotten themself into any trouble. We have wine to enjoy!"
That's your Mayor. Crazy and theatrical as ever.
"Nonetheless." The manager snaps his fingers, grabbing the last bodyguard's attention. In a silent movement, he instructs the hulking man to follow you, sealing his fate.
You listen for a few more moments, biting your lip as you watch the manager play right into the Mayor's hands.
Either from intimidation or something else.
God, he's good.
You're too busy admiring your comrade to notice the danger.
Too late, you hear the restroom door swing open, and suddenly there stands a tall, imposing figure in the doorway. Your escape route is blocked. The bodyguard spares one glance at you, and the occupied bathroom stall next to you, and correctly assumes the worst.
You whip to your feet, stuffing the watch in your pocket where you feel it dissipate into the clothes.
"Uh-" You start, offering a show of hands. "Nice bathroom, huh?"
The bodyguard shuts the door and locks it.
Damnit.
You roll your shoulders, feeling regret at the prospect of damaging your outfit. Keeping your cool, you meet the guy's cold gaze behind his dark sunglasses. "I'm guessing you don't want to talk about it with me."
Silence.
"Good. 'Cause you'll soon be talking about how you got the best sleep of your life-"
You lunge, teeth bared.
The bodyguard is well prepared, though.
One quick movement of his arm is all it takes to stop your plans all together and send to crashing to the floor, wheezing and clutching your stomach.
He stalks towards you, footsteps loud on the chalk white, polished floor.
You wince as his hand raises to crush you, when-
When his eyes glaze over.
Mouth open in a silent, shocked scream, he convulses on the spot, crumbling to the floor in a mess of noiseless gasps and gags. His skin turns sallow and grey, the life draining from his eyes.
You look up.
The Mayor stands over the bodyguard's lifeless body, eyes glowing.
They dim down a bit when they lock with yours, but that unhinged smile never leaves. "What a coincidence to see you, my dear! I see you're having trouble with your part of the mission."
"Thank you," you gasp, scrambling to your feet. "I tried to seduce him with the architecture here- quite pretty, might I say - but he wasn't having it. You wanna take his place?"
"I'd be delighted," he hums cheerily, holding out a hand. "But I do believe we are short on time."
"Right, right. Did you just suck out his soul, by the way?"
As you take his arm and he draws you close, the both of you oblivious to the chaos outside the beautiful restaurant, the Mayor has the dignity to roll his eyes fondly. "I doubt that concerns you, darling, but I suppose it's fruitless to offer a different explanation."
"I think it was so hot," you flirt, grinning stupidly.
He merely blinks, pulling you closer. A word of preparation in your ear and he teleports the both of you to your dinner table, above the madness taking place below.
The manager looks furious.
"There you are! One minute we were just about to sign the papers and the next, you vanish!"
The Mayor simply smiles smugly. "Apologies! I was simply protecting my comrade from danger! I'm sure you understand."
The target's eyes dart from you to the menacing bone demon at your side. Realization crosses his uneasy face. "Where are my guards?" He wonders briefly, glancing down the balcony.
At that moment, the Mayor makes his move.
He locks eyes with you. "Close your eyes, my darling. We'll be leaving, now."
You obey without thought, squeezing your eyes shut.
The world spins out of focus and you feel your feet swept out from under you, but the Mayor keeps a firm hold of you. Even when your feet once again meet solid ground, he won't relinquish his hold, if but a mere relaxation of his grip.
You crack an eye open.
"Well done."
Both eyes flick wide to take in your surroundings. You're back in LBD's underground fortress, the chaos of The Dragon Dynasty but a mere ghost of what it was.
At your side; the Mayor, dressed in his usual attire. Fancy suit gone.
At your feet; the manager, tied up and gagged.
Asleep, mercifully.
Your own beautiful attire has been reduced to what it was before, all traces of LBD's magic gone. Part of you misses feeling so wonderfully luxurious, but you're really just happy to be alive and back home.
Lady Bone Demon herself slowly descends the stone steps, her stony gaze bordering on approval. Crouching, she inspects the demon at her feet. "Excellent," she hisses.
Sharp, cold eyes flick upwards. "You may go."
The Mayor gives a short bow, still smiling, still with his arm around your waist.
It shifts to hook around your arm, gently yet firmly tugging you away. "Enjoy, my Lady."
You remain silent, something you'd learned was appreciated here. Only when the towering doors to LBD's chambers close do you turn to the Mayor with a goofy smile on your face.
"That was awesome!"
He allows himself to relax, smile more casual. "Agreed."
"Let's not do that ever again."
"Never?"
You laugh, feeling light as air as you travel down the large, imposing hallway, adorned with countless side doors and flaring blue torches. You've gotten used to the bones in every corner, with furry rodents scattering into eyes of skulls and through cracks in the walls.
When you calm down, the Mayor stops and leans down, murmuring right in your ear. "You know, I'd like to have that kiss back now."
Your heart jumps.
Eyes wide, you stare up at him, noses inches apart.
"I-I thought you didn't notice . . ."
"You thought I was oblivious?" A softer smile lights his features, white eyes boring into yours. A deep chuckle vibrates in his throat. "Oh, sweet thing. I thought you were adorable tonight."
Cheeks heating up, you swallow dryly. "T-Thanks. I, um . . . thought you were pretty-"
The last part of your sentence is cut off rather sharply.
The Mayor closes the distance between your lips in one swift movement, one hand sliding behind your head to gently coax you forward.
His lips are cold.
Yet so, very soft. You close your eyes, tilting your head ever so slightly. He can surely feel your small smile by now.
After a moment, he leans back, only to kiss your forehead tenderly.
You bite your lip, trying to calm your heart.
"I eagerly await the next few days," the Mayor mumbles, white eyes half-lidded as they fix on you, inspecting your features fondly. The hand behind your head goes to brush your cheek, touch feather-light. "We don't have to play chess."
God, you love him.
Struggling against a laugh, you meet his warm gaze. "You'd better hope not."
#LBD like “oh yeah. i can make this work.”#but still evil#no she doesn't care she's just bored i tell you#lmk#lego monkie kid#lmk mayor#mayor x reader#oneshot#fluff#tw fight scene#brief#romance#they kiss yessir#pls i love this man#THANK YOU CHIMEMORI#long post#got carried away. so worth it
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while working on the new chapter of picture perfect I'm mulling over a detail that would reference one of my other works and I think i'm going to get rid of it because it doesn't make any sense. still want to preserve it though, so here's the cut section. it's in reference to that Jeff/Rich fic I made like a year ago where Rich is a serial killer, and after writing this I realized it wouldn't make any sense for them to find what they did in the way that they did (avoiding spoilers at all cost lmao). here it is though!! it's like a director's cut but i'm just meta for myself
(they just stole a car, and are using it to get to canada.)
The car, used, was not completely cleaned of the previous owner’s belongings. There was nothing too incriminating, a bit of trash, an iPhone charger – and to the intrigue of both of them, A blank CD with ‘for Stephanie’ written in sharpie, with tiny shaky hearts around it. Once they had gathered as much gasoline as they could fit into the car, Abed climbed into the driver’s seat and Troy into the passenger. He turned the disc over his his hand.
“I think the last time someone made a mix-tape was the year 2000,” Abed said, slotting his thumb into the middle of the disc and taking it. He spun it around.
“You know your way around analog tech, huh?” Troy inquired, more a statement than a question.
Abed stopped spinning the disc. “This is digital.”
“But it’s –” Troy let his protest die before he could voice it. “What?”
“CDs are digital,” Abed stated. “Right?”
“Noooo,” Troy affirmed in disbelief – he crossed his arms and furrowed his brows. “They can’t be. You have to connect them to something to work.”
“well, I –” Abed frowned in thought. “Are cars analog?”
The conversation was too much for him. The concept of analog and digital no longer made sense. Were they analog? Is AI the digital version of the analog human? Troy gripped his temples. “that’s wrinkling my brain, dawg. I’m gonna pop,” Troy mumbled.
Abed, yielding, put the CD into the player. Rather, he shoved it onto multiple parts before finding the actual opening for it. Abed started to drive, as the speakers crackled to life – not with music, but with a shaky intake of breath. Troy, intrigued, turned up the volume.
A teenage boy’s voice came through, nervous and cracking: “Stephanie, this is for you, girl. I love you.” A song began, a familiar one, but not one Troy could put a name to.
Abed made a sound with an emotion Troy could not place, somewhere between surprise and morbid delight. “This is an interesting choice for a first song,” he said. Troy hummed – a question. Abed looked back and forth between him and the road, smug. “I mean, I hope that they just have a mutual love for Pina Coladas, and not that they cheated on each other. Unless they were into that.”
The first line hit Troy like a truck: ‘I was tired of my lady.’ “Must’ve been a melody person,” Troy reasoned, though without doubt unsure in himself.
“I hope so, if not I feel bad for Stephanie.” Abed tapped on the wheel to the beat of the music.
(and after another conversation that is being KEPT, it is revealed that this is the ONLY song on this CD.)
#community#community nbc#nbc community#abed nadir#trobed#troy barnes#picperf#btw it's a honda fit and I DO call it ugly
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