#n e ways. really hope that never happens again 😭

[fatalhoon]

i have been going THROUGH it 🤡

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SUMMARY౨ৎ Being in Formula One has never been easy for Logan since he joined. At first, it was a childhood dream but now, his childhood dream is slipping away into a nightmare. The constant criticism, mistreatment by his team, being ignored by others, is especially getting into his head. But you are here to help him through these tough times…by less acceptable ways than others. Safe to say to not mess with his very overprotective girlfriend because something you say against him, might be the last..

PAIRING ౨ৎ Logan Sargeant x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS ౨ৎ reader is very overprotective of logan (and by that, i mean she goes after anyone that doesn’t give constructive criticism),

A/N ౨ৎ ugh i love logan sm and i hate what’s happening to him :( i really hope that if kimi antonelli ever joins now that the age has been lowered again, that they don’t rush him like what they did to logan. There wasn’t any specific way to do this fic so i did my personal spin on it.

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username22 mom is on her way to support dad 😋 !

y/n_l/n yes i am!!

username23 MELBOURNE!! CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU IN THE PADDOCK 🥹🥹

y/n_l/n AHHHH ME TOO LOVELY!!

username24 say hello to logan for us, let him know that people definitely care about him and how amazing he is ❤️

y/n_l/n omg 🥹🥹 i’ll spread the word! he’ll be so happy 🩷

username25 logan sucks ass as a driver

y/n_l/n y’know what else sucked? your mom on my dick last night

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logansargeant ✔︎ did you really have to choose those photos of me 😞

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alexalbon ✔︎ WHAT DID I DO??

→ y/n_l/n steal his car. → alexalbon ✔︎ I DIDN’T HAVE A CHOICE IT WAS A TEAM DECISION 😭 → alexalbon ✔︎ I SAID I SORRY MULTIPLE TIMES TOO → y/n_l/n ✔︎ WELL BE MORE SORRY. I EXPECT A PARAGRAPH APOLOGY TO HIM → username5 i seriously need someone that loves me as much as y/n loves and defends logan. → alexalbon ✔︎dear y/n and logan, I want to offer my sincerest apology for stealing logan’s car. It was a team decision I was forced into without my consent. it was never my intention to take your car. I hope we can still be besties. - Alexander Albon → username6 ALEXANDER IS WILD 😭

username7 photos 4-6 just being of him and y/n 🥹

username8 they are so in love 🤭

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y/n_l/n rest and relaxation after the race where logan gets all the love he deserves :) (thanks for the photos lily and oscar 🫶)

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username9 TANGLED IS SUCH A PERFECT FILM TO WATCH WHAT

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username12 her caring for him after what williams did to him and logan not racing is what i needed.

username26 imagine supporting a driver that can’t even finish above 10th in racing

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username27 this is why logan hasn’t won anything 😂 his gf constantly babies him

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y/n_l/n AWE LOGAN :(

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username15 ALEXANDER HAMILTON 😭

username16 the fact logan only got 17th and she’s celebrating like he got P1 is so cute

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username20 she’s happy that logan is happy… and that’s all that matters.

username21 i love it when people are in love

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[vaginalvr]

Spencer x fem!reader who grew up next to each other until she moved away. Both had a crush on e/o (still do) and they meet again (she aided as witness for their case or something) it’d be (s1-s2) Spencer just being oblivious to every move she makes on him that has his team cringing. + Morgan needing to step in and help.

Smut or not idc. It’s just be a funny situation. 😭

Also your work is AWESOME! ❤️🙇🏻‍♀️

I don't typically write fluff very well but I loveee a good challenge! lmk what you think :)

cw: light flirting, romantic tension, eventual kissing, lots of awkward cuteness

You didn’t expect to see him again — not in this life, not in this world.

You certainly didn’t expect to find him standing in a bulletproof vest and FBI windbreaker, glancing down at a tablet, muttering statistics under his breath like it was second nature.

You knew that profile anywhere, even from twenty feet away. The posture, the hair, the fact that he’d somehow grown into his limbs and out of those god-awful oversized hoodies.

“Spencer?” you called, half-laughing in disbelief.

He looked up sharply, brow furrowed. His mouth opened.

Then—recognition bloomed.

“…Y/N?”

He blinked once. Then again. “Oh my god. Y/N Y/L/N?”

You grinned and ran up to him without a second thought, throwing your arms around him.

He froze for a beat before hugging you back, his hand awkwardly finding the small of your back.

“You grew up,” you teased into his shoulder.

“You—uh. You too,” he said, pulling away with a flustered smile.

You were a witness, not a victim — a library tech who happened to see something crucial before the unsub fled. You weren’t supposed to be there long. But Garcia got excited about your background in archival science, Hotch appreciated your clarity, and Gideon seemed to actually smile when you talked about obscure bookbinding.

Still. It was Spencer you kept coming back to.

And Spencer?

Was dense as hell.

You sat beside him at the precinct’s temporary set-up, “accidentally” brushing your arm against his every few minutes, tucking your hair behind your ear with a soft laugh, complimenting the way he explained behavioral patterns like it was magic.

“God,” you sighed dreamily one afternoon. “I forgot how smart you are, Spence. I always loved listening to you ramble when we were kids.”

He glanced up. “Really? Most people thought I was annoying.”

You tilted your head. “I didn’t.”

He just blinked. “Oh. Well, thanks.”

In the corner of the room, Emily raised an eyebrow. Morgan groaned into his hand.

You brought him coffee the next day. With a heart doodled on the sleeve.

He handed it back without noticing.

“You must��ve grabbed mine by mistake,” he said politely. “I usually get plain drip, no sugar.”

You stared at him, dumbfounded. “Spencer. That was for you.”

“Oh.” He paused. “Are you trying to increase my dopamine levels to combat case-related stress? That’s… thoughtful.”

Morgan choked on his water.

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered under his breath. “I can’t watch this anymore.”

Later, Morgan cornered him in the hallway. Arms crossed. Serious face on.

“You do realize she’s into you, right?”

Spencer blinked. “Into… me?”

“Yes. You. With the hair and the five PhDs and the oblivious golden retriever energy. She’s been flirting with you nonstop.”

“That doesn’t seem accurate. She’s just… nice.”

Morgan gave him a look. “Reid. The other day she said ‘I bet you’re even smarter in bed’. And you said ‘I’ve never tested my IQ there, but technically intelligence is neurologically constant.’”

Spencer flushed beet red. “…I thought she was making a metaphor.”

“She was making a move.”

It wasn’t until that night, after the case closed and everyone headed out for drinks, that Spencer caught you alone on the patio outside the bar. You leaned against the railing, sipping a cocktail, your dress light in the warm breeze.

“Hey,” he said softly.

You smiled. “Hey, Spence.”

“I… I didn’t realize. Before. That you…”

Your gaze met his, hopeful.

“That I what?”

He swallowed. “That you liked me. Like that.”

You arched a brow. “What gave it away? The compliments, the coffee, or the borderline indecent daydream I narrated for you over lunch?”

He smiled sheepishly. “Morgan had to explain.”

You laughed. “Of course he did.”

Spencer took a tentative step forward. “Can I make up for it?”

You tilted your head. “How?”

He reached out, fingers brushing your cheek like he was still unsure he was allowed.

Then, softly, “Can I kiss you?”

You leaned in and answered with your lips.

It was gentle at first — all slow warmth and shared air — but when his hands slid around your waist and yours into his hair, the months and years of pining finally burst loose.

When you pulled back, breathless, he pressed his forehead to yours.

“You know,” he murmured, “I had the biggest crush on you when we were kids.”

You grinned.

“I know.”

[marshallsgirl]

i just wanted to request something 😭 can we get a long ish fic that’s angsty?? like can we get some arguing and then some good smut?? love ur fics btw 💗

Don't leave me

Pairing: Eminem x Fem¡Reader

Warnings: 🔞 MATURE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Recommended song: Sacrifice-Black Atlas feat. Jessie Reyez.

Author's note: I don't know exactly what is this but I hope you all enjoy it. I love you guys so much! Sending all of you a warm hug🫂🤍

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"Did you sleep with her or did you...Did you just kiss her?" I asked him. I was so scared to hear the answer. I couldn't believe I was having this kind of conversation with him again. I still remember that time like it was yesterday. That time when he told me he was leaving me cause he wanted to marry Kim. I was a complete mess. I was feeling persistently sad for months.The next year he got divorced and came back to me. I forgive him almost immediately because I was so in love...Damn it! I'm still in love with him. I helped him and he went to rehab. Here we are, he is healthy now thank God but now...Fuck, now we are at my house. He wanted to talk to me about something important, something that happened with Kim. Oh, man I feel this is going to be really painful. I'm just so stupid. I want to stop loving him.

"I slept with her" he answered.

Here we go.

"Fuck! Okay, alright!" At first I didn't feel any pain but instead I was feeling really angry. I wanted to punch the wall.

"Listen, maybe this is how it has to be. She is the mother of my child. We need to try to do the right thing for Hailie, you know. But, hey listen I love you..."

"Shut the hell up, Marshall! That's not love!"

"No! you shut up when I'm talking to you! Y/n, I went to her cause I was too angry with you!" he said trying to grab me by the arms, but I managed to wriggle out of his grip each time.

"I was angry with you, Marshall! You know how much I want to be a mom and you saying no to me made me really sad and angry. I'm sorry if I lost it! I went mad, I know. But I was angry with you! You are always leaving me, Marshall!" I yelled.

"I fucked up, I know! But I'm here trying to apologize to you and I want you to know that...Fuck, I do love you y/n" he replied.

"Stop saying that shit, you don't love me. You never...Marshall, stop you are making me feel like shit. I fucking hate you!" I was crying now. There is no way I could ever hate him and that makes me even more angry.

"Y/n, I hate to do this shit. I know I need you. Fuck! You've always been there for me when I needed you. But you have to understand!" He said.

"I can't believe you are doing this" I said still crying.

"Why can't you be happy for me? Y'know what? don't think about me, think about Hailie. I'm doing this for her happiness. Why can't you see that?"

Of course I was happy for Hailie, she is an angel. I loved her a lot. But couldn't stop thinking how much it hurts me that Marshall is not thinking about me. Not even a little bit.

"Y'know what...it's just fine! I don't fucking need you, so get out!"

"Y/n"

"Marshall, fuck-I'm..." I couldn't control my tears. "Leave right now!"

"Y/n, you don't want me to leave" he said chucklin.

"I want you to get the fuck out of my house right now!" I yelled but he didn't move. "Marshall, leave now!"

"Alright!" I saw him walk to the door and I couldn't control my mouth and I said:

"fuckin' asshole!"

"Fuck you!" He said before slamming the door. I was about to go to bed and cry more when he came back. He is unbelieveable! Why is he doing this!?

"Hey, let's talk like adults!" He proposes with a strong voice. He's standing right in front of the door with his back turned to it.

"Now you want to talk? Y'know what? Fuck you, Marshall!" I say walking towards him while I try to push him to get him out of the house. But he doesn't budge and he surprises me when he grabs me by my forearms. I stare at him in shock, his eyes darkening as he holds me close. He's putting pressure onto my skin, tight enough not to let me twist out of his hold. I hold his gaze, not showing any weakness but it's hard when he stares at me with so much intensity while he's so close to me. "You're being ridiculous. Get out of my house, you idiot!" I grunt, doing a poor job at pushing against his firm chest that barely budges and if it weren't for the tension in the room, Marshall would probably laugh at me for being weak. "Leave now, Marshall! I won't..."  and just like that I'm being shut up with Marshall's lips. He has crashed our lips together in seconds, barely giving me any time to react as the kiss is aggressive and firm, just like the tension between us is. He's still holding my forearms, smirking into the kiss when he feels that I relax under his touch. It irritates me and it causes another bubble of anger to pop as I start slapping his chest, but he doesn't let me go. I won't deny it. The kiss is good, too good. I don't want it to end but I don't let it show. It'll just boost his ego anyway. He bites my lower lip, gently not cracking my thin skin with his teeth as if to show his dominance, before he detaches his mouth from mine.

"Now shut up." he rasps out.

Once I'm back to my senses, I glare at him and nudge his chest with more strength. Marshall's eyes widen for a moment before a cocky grin appears on his lips. This is a fucking game for him, he thinks he can kiss me and make me shut up which digs into my pride.

"How dare you!?" exclaiming,  I nudge him again. This time, he lets his huge body budge underneath my palms and eyes me with the same smirk that I wish I could wipe off his face. He's so enjoying this. He is no longer holding me as his back meets the hard wood of my front door. "Stop laughing in my face!" I yell, ready to jap at his chest again but with a quick movement, he's holding me by my wrists before that could happen.

"You done?" he chuckles.

Oh, he's devilishly hot and can use his charms very well. He is challenging me with a single stare and attitude. It's fucking pissing me off. He's doing this purposely. Before I could get some words out of my very shocked and open mouth, Marshall is already opening his mouth again.

"Don't act like you didn't like it," he chuckles, thumbs caressing my wrists which he still holds in his grasp. It irritated me that he just shut me up with a kiss. Fuck, I did like it.

"Fuck you," I scoff, "Don't flatter yourself." He nods along my words, cockily chuckling lowly before he grabs my wrists with one hand, the other one holding the back of my head. I could feel my heart in my throat, anticipating his next move as my stomach burns with excitement despite how distant the two of us are. He is kissing me again. Dropping his hold around my wrists, his hands are cupping my cheeks as he slowly backs me. My hands clutch the thin material of his expensive shirt. He's everywhere, tongue exploring my mouth, teeth biting my lower lip and tugging it before he's diving back for a kiss, barely giving me a chance to catch a breath. 

All of my thoughts are gone, mind empty with only one purpose: kiss him back. My own hands are over his back, nails grazing his back that's covered with his shirt and that's why I put a special pressure, causing him to groan. The kiss is aggressive, no matter how many times we've had quick sex or were making out, the atmosphere was never this aggressive and there was never this much tension. He's still backing me, my ass bumping into the back of my couch that's in the middle of the room, thanks to the spacious living room I have. When he pulls away, his forehead leaned against mine, I slowly open my eyes to be met with tongue licking his bottom lip.

"Should I still not flatter myself?" he asks confidently, cocking his brow at me as I glare at him.

"You're so fucking annoying." I remark, not having enough time to even add something as he's kissing me all over again. The kiss is heated, My body heating up from Marshall's lips and touch, a shameless moan escaping my lips. Fuck, my own body betrays me! 

"Marshall," I moan, his mouth on my neck as he bites me into the crook of it. Licking the faint mark of his teeth, he sucks my skin there while a gasps of pleasure resounds from me.

My hand goes between his legs, feeling the hardening bulge and I give it a squeeze, his body shivers for a moment. When I give him an intentional and hard squeeze, his deep growl of irritation is pleasing for me. Marshall doesn't waste time, growing annoyed at the fact I just grabbed his dick knowing it'll hurt, and he turns around quickly. So quickly that I almost get a whiplash, my body hovering over the couch as he bends me over it. Luckily, my arms catch me before my head can bump into it and if it weren't for the awkward position, I'd cuss him out for being so reckless. Surely, there was no real danger for me but it still caught me off guard.

It all happens quickly. First, I feel Marshall's hands on my sweatpants. They pool around my ankles, Marshall's fingers already tracing the hem of my panties. He takes off my panties.They pool around my ankles, along with my sweatpants as Marshall kicks my legs apart. Thank god I'm bent over, so I don't actually stumble from his action. I feel the tip of his fingers brushing against my heat, voice humming at the wetness that coats his fingers. One second he's rubbing his fingers against me, the next second I hear the rustle of his belt unbuckling, following the sound of a zipper before I feel his dick poking my ass cheek. My breath catches in my throat, thighs begging to clasp together so I can get at least some kind of friction. In my current position, it's almost impossible to get some relief.

"What did you say to me? That I should fuck you?" he asks lowly

"What?" I breathe out, not hiding how shaky my voice is. "I did say fuck you a few times".

"Yeah, fuck you"

I feel his dick. He starts pushing in. He always stretched me out, but this time he's splitting me open as I gasp at the sudden pressure of his thick length. He's not extremely quick but not slow either, just enough to surprise me with the pace he had chosen. Filling me up to the brim, I gasp as he starts pulling out before he smacks his length back into me. His thighs slap against my ass as he sets a rustless pace, as soon as he hears moans and gasps leaving my mouth.

"You feel fucking amazing, babe" he said. He delivers a few slaps to my ass and I'm a moaning mess. My body is pulled up by Marshall's strong arms as I bump into him, our bodies still connected as he stops his thrusts. I whine, wishing he'd continue as his hard length is pressing against my cervix. Marshall's fingers tap against my lips and I open my mouth.

"Put them in your mouth." I hear his husky voice

I swirl my tongue against his two fingers and he hums approvingly into my ear. Shivering, he pulls them out before I feel them circling my clit. And his hips are already working as he starts thrusting into me again. Throwing my head back, I lean against his shoulder as pleasure shoots straight through my entire body. It feels so fucking good. My walls wrapping around his dick while his palm is sprawled over my lower stomach. I glance down and I can see him moving inside of me.  I shut my eyes in pleasure. It's becoming too unbearable and he barely started.

"Fuck, Marshall" I gasp out, his hand disappearing from my heat and just as I'm about to complain, he's wrapping his hand around my throat. My eyes roll back, especially when he squeezes my neck and grunts into my ear.

Oh fuck, I'm going to be so sore after this. But I don't regret it and I chase my high. My nails dig into his skin, my body barely holding up as my legs tremble.

"So good." he moan.

He's making me feel so fucking good, my whole body shudders as I approach an intense orgasm. I feel so full that I just couldn't hold it up for much longer. His hand around my neck is just a huge bonus that makes everything more intense. My legs shake as I'm cumming, walls clenching repeatedly around his dick that still thrusts into me. The orgasm lasts long, longer than I thought it would but I'm not complaining. Marshall delivers a couple of harsh thrusts that makes me wince, his hips slapping against my ass for a few times before he's cumming, leaving his seed inside of me. He growls, his thrusts sloppy as he rides himself through the orgasm. Our chests move quickly, our bodies exhausted as his hold on me easens up and I no longer feel him pressed against me.

His warmth is gone as soon as he pulls out of me, my walls aching and heat already swollen, but I love that feeling. I've to clutch the back of the couch, holding myself for balance and support while I'm trying to catch a breath. Glancing at Marshall, I stare at him with my heart painfully twisting in my chest as I watch him getting into his clothes.

"Y/n, you'll always be one of the most important women in my life" he said and then walks away, making his way to the front door.

"Marshall, wait!" I called for him but he didn't look back. He leaves me. My heart just broke. I started to cry. "Don't leave me".

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I cry a lot. I thought he'll be back. But he's not. He didn't came back.

And the night when I saw the news where they announced that Marshall was remarrying Kim, it was the same night I found out I was pregnant...

[fwitoley]

The Dragon Prince Thoughts 6x03 - The Frozen Ship

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Ooh so this is how callum got out of those chains in s5

WAIT why are his eyes bright instead of black did he get possessed back then again—

OR IS IT A VISION—

“Uh, are you sure it’ll hold us?”

It’s giving s1ep6 or whatever when they dropped Zym’s egg—

They’re not sPrEaDiNg ThEiR wEiGhT

OMG IT IS LIKE WHEN THEY DROPPED THE EGG—

OH NO SHADOWPAW DON’T DIE

Rayla really said “yeah nah” lmao

Bruh how long has Terry been sitting there

This is so unhealthy for him ugh—

WHY’S HE JUST L I N I N G UP STICKS LMAO

Oh he’s making something—

OH claudia came back

Wtf happened to her—

She looks worse off than before she left Terry behind

“It’s sad that this ship is stuck. I mean look at it. This ship is going nowhere.”

Wonderstorm definitely knew what they were doing here lmao—

“I mean you can draw pictures of the ship but does that change anything?”

HOW DARE YOU CALL OUT MY FANART OBSESSION HAHAHAHAHAHA—

TERRY YOU DESERVE BETTER 😭😭😭😭😭😭

I still love y’all but C’MON—

They better get a happy ending

“Is Rayla crying?”

Bro how did you even hear her from outside that big-ass ship—

BRO BRUSH FROM THE BOTTOM UP OMG—

Wouldn’t have has to cut it if he knew how to properly brush hair lmao—

“Guess I can always use a pile of loose planks as a blanket.”

Dude if i didn’t know better i’d think you were trying to get Rayla to share her blanket

But it’s callum so of course not lmao—

“My dad wrote that.”

STOP HE’S TALKING ABOUT HIS BIO DAD

HIS NAME IS DAMIAN AHH—

I wonder if callum remembers damian a lot since he died when he was a kid

Stella and Sneezles are on a mission lmao

They’re literally the fandom

K I S S 

WHY’D YOU STOP

“I did dark magic again.”

S E R I O U S L Y

NOW OF ALL TIMES??

You’ve gotta be KIDDING me—

GAHH CLAUDIA’S HAIR IS SO PRETTY—

Aww Terry made a prosthetic for her I love that

“I didn’t have a choice because… I would do anything for you.”

Omg callum’s delivery on that line was SO GOOD ugh—

Rayla’s face is pure gold too

WAIT THEY’RE FORGETTING THE PEARL—

OH NOW YOU REMEMBER IT AFTER YOU GOT OUT OF THE SHIP

Gurl don’t die

THE SHIP SAYS RAYLLUM

NO WAY LMAOOOOOO

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN—

OMG VIREN’S BACK IN KATOLIS

OOP THE HUMBLE SERVANT LINE

Viren breaking down sobbing is something I never thought I’d see

Ezran’s unfazed face is wild

“Are you begging for mercy?”

“No.”

“Good. You don’t deserve any.”

DAMN THAT’S HIS COLDEST LINE YET

Woooooooow that was wilddd. I’m worried about the Rayllum ship sinking and what that means for rayla and callum I hope nothing bad happens to them. Terry and Claudia’s relationship is also really tense cuz Terry’s been just allowing claudia to walk down the dark path she’s on for what could be years and he’s just accepting it no matter how many times she could’ve (directly or indirectly) hurt him. It’s unhealthy, yes, but at the same time i think they really do need each other. I think if they work at their relationship they could make it work. I hope Soren gets to talk to Viren now that he’s back in Katolis I’m excited to unpack that, especially considering we didn’t get to see them talk in s4 (yes i did read the short story and it’s S A D 😭).

[dazedquilly]

I finally found time to finish it! Yay!!! 💀😭

Also please note that this is a high school au so characters would be aged up. No pedo behavior is welcomed! And forgive me if any mistakes were made, I tried to proofread as much as possible.

Anyways, hope you enjoy the second part!

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In the Rain, We Meet Again- Part 2

Two weeks later, the second term is finally here. Back to procrastination and late nights of doing homework, You were reluctant to go but your mom insisted that "it was for your future" as they all do, you were however, excited to see your friends. They made your school life a bit more easier with the chaos they brought, you still thought about the boy you met in the rain the other day. How crazy would it be if you met him again! But that would never happen... right? Anyways, time was ticking and much more thinking would make you late for school. You quickly finished your breakfast and dashed out the door, yelling "Bye!" on your way out.

As you skipped along the way you bumped into someone, your bestfriend, Aoi. You both talked on and on about the short vacation you were given. "Oh, by the way, something interesting happened two weeks ago," you started off.

"Really? Well don't be shy, go on!!" Aoi certainly seemed interested in the tea that was about to spill.

"Well... it may or may not have something to do with a boy-"

Your speech was interrupted by her exclamation, "WHAT?! YOU? Y/N? WITH A BOY? I refuse to believe it." She knew how you were, most of the time you didn't pay any mind to boys around you but now here you were, bringing up one in the conversation. She had every right to be shocked.

"Well, if you'd let me finish you'd understand!" And so as you two walked to school, you told her about the encounter and how you both chatted and walked in the rain. "My.. and you waited until now to tell me?? WE BOTH HAVE PHONES Y'KNOW? THIS IS DELAYED INFO." Aoi was only joking but her sudden yelling made you jump, "I apologize, my dear best friend, please do not kill me..!" You both laughed at your response and entered the school gate, making your way to your classroom, it seemed like Nezuko and Kanao had already arrived earlier as they waved you over. "Guess what?" Aoi started, she obviously was not gonna gatekeep the tea that was spilled, Nezuko spoke up, "What is it? You don't normally look this excited so my guess is that this is good news..?"

You spoke up, "I walked in the rain with a good-looking boy, no biggie." Nezuko gave you a deathstare, "No biggie? NO BIGGIE?! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA OF WHAT YOU JUST SAID?!" You slowly nodded, "Y e s...?"

Just as the two were about to rant on, your teacher entered the classroom. You all scrambled to your seats, but as you sit down next to Aoi, you see a strange, familiar person enter after your teacher.

"I wonder who that is.." Aoi whispered to you. Just then another similar person entered, in fact the two looked like printed copies of each other, "I think I'm seeing doubles.." You whispered back. Aoi only nodded in silence as the four of you stare on. Even after they said their names, Muichiro and Yuichiro, you still couldn't tell the two apart, then it struck you, one out of two them was the boy who walked with you in the rain. "Aoi..." You started as she turned to you, "I think one of them walked in the rain with me.."  Her eyes widened, "WHA..?!" You had to cover her mouth so the entire class wouldn't be aware of your conversation.

"Yes, it was definitely one of them." You continued in a positive tone. "You lucky rat.." Aoi hissed, as you giggled at the comment, just as you were about to speak you saw the two print copies sit down behind you. It took every single muscle in you and Aoi's bodies to not turn around and stare at their beauty. Class soon finished and one of the two got up and left for break as the other sat there silently. You and Aoi got up to leave but he grabbed your hand, motioning he wanted to talk to you. Your friends watched on, giving you either teasing looks or a smirk but decided leave the two of you alone.

"You.." He started, "You look familiar.." You watched him and said with a laugh, "Don't you remember? We walked in the rain together!" He nodded, finally understanding. "I see..." You continued, "By the way, is that your twin brother? Also which one are you? Muichiro? Or Yuichiro?" He only shook his head and replied, "We're a twin if that wasn't obvious, and I'm Muichiro." You sighed, finally understanding now, "Ahh, okay! I'm Y/n!" You held your hand out to shake and he received it, "I didn't know you would move to this school! Is that why you were in town that week? Getting stuff?"

Muichiro only nodded. And for the rest of your questions, he either nodded or shook his head. Even though this was your first day back at school, you felt that this would be quite the interesting school term!

[dragon-fuccer]

Hi!!! If u're reading this u're probably the author of this absolutely amazing fic ✨

And if u're not, go read it;!! It's so good u won't regret it<33

First some fanart jumpscare !!! (I hope u're ok w it bc I haven't asked for permission 😭)

It's just how I imagine Jack to look with a few smaller headcannons based on the fic, and there will be more fic related doodles soon, so prepare for that >;D (ofc as long as u're ok with it!!)

Second, the thing I lured ya here with, aka mine n my bfs ocs, art and description for ya to use in the fic if u want to ^^

TYSM for this offer, both me and my bf feel hella honored and it actually gave us a ton of motivation to actually expand on these two!

Tws : body horror, brief description of violence n death, mentioned suicide and brief description of murder

Smokey belongs to my bf and Something is mine !

Normal text is all written by me and green text was written by him ^^

Art and design by my dearly beloved:

Smokey

Real name : Victor Wilson

Age : around 26 yo

possible victor lore

used to be victor by marble hornets standards known as smokey

a dropout uni student with raging nicotine addiction (smokey did not retain any uni info but vic used to be psych student (projecting much lol))

prolly watched marble hornets with friends for fun and against better judgement decided to give a visit to rosswood park thinking its a film project in the beginning

turns out its not and they spotted the lanky guy

smokey the horror movie enthusiast wants out at that point before shize goes down but its late and they r deep in the forest so comes to conclusion they r all p much dead at this point

peeps want to go hunt for the lanky man cus cool and internet views

my guy is like f that yall r following basic horror lore of everyone dies im not playin like that and straight up says hes not going and hed rather go and sleep in the burned down psych ward

he gets called a wimp but decides if hes gonna die hes not dying an idiot and decides to vidtape everything on his mid tier phone camera

not sure what happens to the rest but they do their meet cute w slendy and prolly with time like half of em ends up in the arko e way or another

smokey manages most of the night fine but like luck would have it still end up meeting the guy

does not go well

wakes up in the burned down hospital not remembering the last unknown time and broken phone beyond repair

decides oho this is bad lets go back to uni and never talk abt it

meets with most friends back at uni but like 2 of em r missing and they just pretend nothing happened, friend group dissolves

after that he starts slowly having memory gaps, waking up in other places

all comes to head when it turns out he missed 5 months of uni after he wakes up back in rosswood really far from home and skinnier than ever and suddenly no more uni student

after that victor surfaces less and less till hes just kinda gone at that point

Smokey first shows up the night victor goes with friends to rosewood

in the beginning surfaces confused unsure who they are and what is their purpose

with time smokey goes through both phone and computer of vics

binges whole marble hornets in one sitting and decides he has a personal vendetta against the operator

since then they work on somehow stoping it (and terribly fails given the lack of information) leading to continuous trips back to rosewood and sleepovers in the rubble of the ex psych ward

figuring out the nicotine addiction takes a bit of time and leads to pretty nasty withdrawal symptoms as well as a very wrecked dorm room (he does find the cigarettes tho and is smart enough to connect the dots (smart cookie, here have a star sticker))

smokey learns asl and isolates themself a lot in the months of operator research

he still maintains two personas to some extends which is one the masked smokey who uses mostly asl and rarely speaks (to some extent also a tactic against being caught by police) and times when he goes without mask on library searches and grocery shoppings

smokey starts a yt channel dedicated to catching the operator and ending it which attracts at best some people commenting on obvious marble hornets ripoff and few cents into his wallet

with passing time they do start finding victims in order to keep themselves alive n appease the the big slinky leading to series of alleged suicides then turned to series of murders

he starts off with two of his ex friends who go back to rosewood and start showing symptoms he learned from mh

When they commit murder they hide in the trunk of the car and basically hotbox the whole thing due to smoking making the victim whoozy and confused, moving on they connect a pipe (like garden hose or whatevs) to the exhaustion pipe and suffocate their victims with the car smoke

the thing that tips off the police is the nicotine in the system of every victim and an account of almost to be one that got stalked by smokey who upon being discovered (also while smoking and which earned him the name) decided to bolt

since then he continues on just about the same, aka researching the operator, finding new victims and surviving untill they meet Something

His hoodie is dark green, the mask is greyish from the grime n dirt, the big cross on it is black so are his pants and hair

Something

Real name : Rae Dyer

Age : 23 before transformation, currently unknown

Something used to be a cryptid fan. They worked at a radio station and had a small night show where they played old rock and often rambled about the latest creature they heard about. While out, looking for a new creature to maybe see, they stumbled upon the Slenderman and became obsessed to document it somehow, quickly spiraling out of control and slowly, bit by bit became a creature themselves.

Something doesn't remember much from it's past life. It used to just wander, guided by the static in it's head towards it's victims, always terrified itself but not knowing why. After Smokey found it, they started wandering together. At first they had serious communication issues - Something only able to speak in tap code and Smokey mainly using ASL - but with time they learned to speak with each other, and now they can understand the other almost without words.

Something doesn't really eat, it survives on fear and between itself and Smokey, it always has more than enough of it. It does steal food for Smokey tho, cigarettes as well, usually leaving them in whatever ruined building he decided to stay in for the night. Something got also addicted to nicotine by just being around Smokey so much, leading to separation anxiety fueled by withdrawal when they're apart.

Something cannot speak, and can only communicate using tap code. When it's particularly worried or scared it does emit a small noise, that sounds like a particularly breathy whine, and more commonly when it tries to speak, quiet spider like ticking can be heard coming from it's mouths.

It usually walks hunched over, used to having to duck under branches, entryways, etc bc of it's height.

Something has pale skin reminiscent of porcelain, and is usually wearing a v neck sweater with a white undershirt and jeans or other pants. It's hair is very thin and scarce, floating around it's head down to it's lower back

Also a tiny doodle bonus of how I imagine these two showing up on Jacks doorstep xjbxbcbcb

We think the most probable case of them showing up would be Smokey getting bonked on a mission (probably by a car or a would be victim) and Something bringing them over to Jacks cabin to get pached up, tho feel free to do something else ya might think fits =w=

Again, thank you so much for the offer, we're both so honored to have the opportunity to show these two off and maybe if you're so inclined getting them a chapter in ur amazing fic<3

If u have any questions you need answered Abt the two don't hesitate to ask them as well! ^^

-Kai n Bean

[ashsostrange]

i hope y’all like reading cz it’s storytime! 🗣️

lemme tell y’all ab the time i (allegedly) got two ppl onna hitlist when i was like 10 or 11

so in middle school (sixth grade i think it was) i stayed at this after school program cz my momma didn’t get off work til, like, four to five. we would eat snacks, talk shit, do hw, normal middle schooler stuff.

there was this one strange new-ish kid that just gave everyone weird vibes.. he was one of the class clowns, nd real disrespectful. he was also a lil mean so i didn’t really fw him. we gon call him jason.

one time, me n some other sixth graders were in a science classroom doing work and talking or wtv, and bro is sitting at a table by himself with a computer turned away from everyone. i’m talking those large black lab tables. i was w my friend (we gon call her lara) and she’s always been really pretty, so she was one of the girls all the guys would crush on.

including this nigga apparently.

atp, wbk that he wanted her cz he didn’t try to hide it. she js wasn’t interested 🤷‍♀️

me n lara were sitting across the room, minding our black ass business and jason started doing that thing with your eyebrows where you wiggle them up n down real fast in attempt to be “seductive.” he was smirking too. at lara.. from ACROSS THE ROOM!!

idk y.. but i came to the conclusion that bro was up to no good on that laptop. i had just learned how to check search history, so i walked my ass on over there unprovoked and pulled up his history. i cannot tell you what possessed me bc idk.

the last page he was on was youtube and ts said “sex”

like JUST sex.

i just gasp then look at him like he’s crazy and then eb starts walking over and looking while jason swears up and down it wasn’t him that looked that up. this other girl (we gon call her diana) was being loud as hell, basically indirectly snitching. the teacher that was watching us eventually caught on and came over. she was so pissed. she made us shut down all the computers and go down to the library 😭 she also said sumn ab not letting us use them again, but obv that wasn’t gna work. we needed them to do hw…

yk middle schoolers are EVIL.. so this one guy, (we gon call him ryan) and this diana were js dogging on jason’s ass like he wasn’t right there with his head hung in shame 🚶‍♀️i never liked those two. they were bullies frl

when jason’s mom came to get him, the teacher snitched ab his search history and that was the start of his villian origin story..

fast forward to idk when, i’m starting to hear that jason is gna shoot up the school and that he’s coming for ryan and diana first?? and at some point in time, he had stopped coming to school.. so we were all freaked tf out. he didn’t mention my name though, so i was like 🙆‍♀️💆‍♀️💁‍♀️ yes, i remain untouched!

n e way, word spread that bro was gna shoot up the school. nobody knew where it was coming from tho, like there was no source

i was sittin’ there like “damn, if everyone dies then it’s kinda my fault..” and diana gon agree w me.. like girl.

anyway nothing happened, thank gawd. me and jason had english class tg, but when he stopped coming to school, he never came back. my english teacher said that everyone was spreading nasty rumors about him so he had to transfer. she was like “poor kid”… GIRL.

i don’t know if he ever truly claimed to shoot up the school or if it was even him lookin up “sex” on the computer 😭 all of this is a mystery to me!

nobody ever found out that i was lowk the one that started this mess 🤫 i wasn’t “popular” unlike miss diana and ryan, so nobody was gna talk ab me. those mfs were real life bullies. this is y you be nice to everyone 🙃 there’s a reason i wasn’t a “target”

whew, anyway.

moral of the story: don’t fuck around and you won’t have to worry about finding out! 👍

[uglypastels]

okay getting to the other stuff now that i’ve said my piece about the heart-wrenching cliffhanger you’re going to keep me up at night with lmao

- he was scared of losing her and was just gonna go be sad in his room by himself🥺

- even though he’s a good pirate (can’t believe i’m a pirate apologist now) he’s killed people before but what sits heaviest with him is that he’s hurt her!!! stfu that’s so pure

- as soon as he said to just call him eddie… oh babeyyy i knew shit was abt to go down in a sinful way. but no! poor eddie was blue balled, reader had a terrifying dream, and us (actual) readers were on the edge of our fucking seat

- the crew said they’d miss her!!

- hellfire shot first, right? (i kept getting interrupted trying to read that part so it’s fuzzy to me) WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE THE RED TAIL SANK I NEED THIS BACKSTORY OH MY GOD

CAN WE TALK ABT THE SMUT JFC. cause you rly fucking delivered on that

- ‘Really? The princess had thought of me, a filthy pirate?’ ‘I’m not a princess.’ You rolled your eyes playfully. ‘Out of all the things to dispute, you argue my words of affection?’

- ^fucking swooning over these lines

- ‘So you can be good for me.’

- ^this one too

- him admitting he lost his control due to jealousy!!! idec if it’s toxic (only cause this isn’t real life) jealous eddie is so hot

- as a tit (wo)man myself, i have to give my thanks for including boob stuff *chefs kiss*

more comments of after the smut cause i apparently have a million fucking thoughts abt this chapter i’m sorry😭

- they comforted each other after their nightmares that is so goddamn sweet im SICK

- ‘I had honesty considered just locking you away and keeping you forever, but I am a man of my word, am I not?’ HE SHOULD HAVE JUST KEPT HER THERE FOREVER. TURNED TF AROUND AND NEVER LOOKED BACK

- reader writing the ransom note and changing the whole story to try to spare eddie/hellfire was so smart oh my god u rly had me fooled that they weren’t gonna get in any trouble and be seen as fucking heroes or smth

- the comment abt him not having carpet fr cracked me up

- he read her mind and shut the idea of staying with him down:(( that son of a bitch (still love him tho)

- and he didn’t tie her hands tight so she could start swinging at any moment!! (c o m e o n reader…we’re fucking waiting! punch ur dad in the face!)

- ‘governor, i see we meet again’ again!!! AGAIN?!!?!

amazing fucking chapter. ur updates always make me so excited, and i’m eagerly waiting for more<333

Dont mind me just giddily giggling over all of this 🤭 but its really hard for me to reply bc i am just rereading your comments and kicking my feet with joy. You really know how to butter me up lmao and i wish i could write rn but i'll be at the beach the whole day so i will have to do with daydreams and the notes app- which, btw, do not ever again apologise for sharing your thoughts!! I as a professional attention whore absolutely thrive off of this so please do not stop

Well, ya know the title of the fic, and it is eddie so you know he's a sweetiepie at heart. He's just been through stuff (and yessss we will find out what. All questions will be answered i hope (unless people have questions to things i did not even consider but so far i dont think that has been the case???).

And listen, with [fan]fiction, there is no such thing as red flags 🫤🙄 only black ones with skulls on them 🏴‍☠️ and toxicity is what makes everything that extra bit spicy.

I am a bit sorry for blueballing yall at the beginning, but if i hadnt then we would not have gotten the rest of the chapter as it is now?? And that counts for something suuurely

plus, i tried to hold off on the smut as long as i could bc i really really do not like writing it, as much as i am an avid lover of it, which brings me to my next point of i really appreciate all the comments on the smut bc i honestly dont know what in doing most times and it was probably the main reason why it took so long to write this chapter because i just freeze up at the mention of genitalia lmao. My brain just becomes that cymbal monkey.

Hehe i was really proud of that pirate/princess line. And the carpet one. Just gotta break up the heaviness sometimes ya know. And you just know these two have that kind of "deprication as love language" affair. Is that a even a thing? Well i made it a thing. Especially since its basically canon for this au that eddie has a major degradation kink.

In a perfect world, they would have been welcomed as heroes, but in a perfect world they also would never have kidnapped her so 🫠

And yes Again 😌

[br4tphobia]

not so innocent + armin arlert .

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ details + “INNOCENT” ! ARMIN A. x Shy! Black Reader, small dirty talk, back shots, hair pulling, profanity, armin fucking you DUMB, semi public sex, groping, unprotected sex (wear condoms!), oral (m receiving), sex little plot (im sorryyryr) overstimulation, fingering, cock drunk reader, mean armin, bimbo! reader (if u squint), armin as yo study buddy ♡

✧˖*° vals note!! + IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, COLLEGE IS A BITCH 😭😭😭

you needed help in chemistry, and you were desperate. you were tired of seeing E’s and tried studying harder and harder for upcoming quizzes but it never clicked for you...

“and the highest score goes to Armin Arlert, with a 97.” you hear that name majority of the time when it comes to highest scores, but you never thought of asking him to tutor you. he can tell your struggling, he may or may not have caught of glimpse of your scores.

later that day you caught him in the library, knowing there probably wont be another opportunity you took it. “hey! armin, can i..?” you whisper yell, before getting permission to sit down with armin. “whats up?” his voice is light and comforting.

“i was wondering if you could like.. you know.. help me in chemistry?” you start picking at your nails, afraid of rejection and embarrassment, your overthinking was cut short to a giggle “of course, we can start right now or later? its up to you.” flashing a toothy smile, “now would be great..”

“alright, luckily i was already studying chemistry, so that saves us some time.”

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“many kinds of organohalides form gridnar— ” his calming tone went quiet as you zoned out, admiring his features. his blonde extra strands of hair infront of his eyes, sharp jawline, pierced ears, his glasses on the bridge of his nose, the way he licks his lips after every few sentences, hes..really cute.., you thought to yourself. “ʏ/ɴ?” … “y/n!”

you snap back into reality, “are you ok..?” he asked in a worried expression, with furrowed eyebrows finding you dumbfounded, wide eyed and agape mouth. “o–oh yeah! continue, im sorry..” you reply nervously. “you know if you’re uncomfortable, tell me.. you can trust me.” he gave u a comforting smile; you felt yourself getting warm all over before returning one back to him, hes so sweet, you were on the verge of swinging your feet and twirling your hair. he continued to read, as the same thing happened again.

checking him out once again before sighing, acknowledging youre staring at him. “Y/n..” you shoot up like a puppy staring back into his low eyes, “you know, if you didnt wanna study… you couldve said so. ” he accused, closing the text book. “huh.. no! of course i wanna study! what am i here for..?” you explained in panic, hoping you didnt ruin whatever bond you both had going on. “to eye fuck me?” ..no response. “hm?” he waited impatiently for a answer. opening your mouth to make up an excuse “ I..” nothing comes to mind, being found dumbfounded again, falling for his “innocence”. you look down to pick at your fingers again.

he slid his hand up your thigh, the other one on your chin “go on..say it.” hypnotized by his low tone, again no response. a small laugh came from him “youre cute..” he leaned in closer, “let me know if im reading the room wrong..” taking off his glasses before he kissed you, placing his tongue in your mouth. he rubbed circles on your thigh, your core getting hotter by the second.

you slid your hand over his buldge, stroking his cock through his sweatpants. “fuck.." he pulled from the kiss and rolled his head back taking a breath out. pulling his cock out youd be lying if his size didnt surprise you. you started stroking him, smiling softly and u his watched cock twitch with his slit over flowing with precum. you wanted him then and there. you spit on his tip, stroking it faster before you go down on him. swirling your tongue around his head. “oh shit..” he bucked his hips into your mouth, looking up at him, curling your lips up a bit, you cant help but feel powerful. you were making him feel good and you knew it.

“ just like that…” he whispered, moving your hair out the way. popping and slurping echoed through the room mixed with his pretty moans. he pushed your head down getting more turned on at the sound of your gags. his groans and moans getting louder “im gonna haah~..cum..” you bobbed your head faster, eager for his cum. “look at me..” he huffed, feeling him twitch in your mouth. opening your mouth letting his tip sit on your tongue as his nut slid down your throat. “fuck.. look at you..” he grabbed your chin and kissed you.

he picked you up and put you on the desk, slipping you out of your clothes and throwing them on the floor, he stood there. examining your body in awe, tracing your curves with the tip of his fingers. “youre so pretty..” whispering as he made his way to your thighs, drawing unknown shapes on the inside of your thighs, dangerously getting close to your core.

you buck your hips, trying to tell him you need it, he continues to trace the outlines of your folds, making his way up and dragging 2 fingers down, just barely making contact with you clit. “arminn p-please..” crying out, tired of the teasing. “please what? dont know why youre begging if i dont know what your begging for..” you whine at his sly remark. “your fingers..” you mumble in embarrassment, hoping he’d do it.

“thats all i wanted to hear..” he drags his fingers up your pussy and inserts his middle and ring, his fingers causing a short sound of squelching as you gasp and roll your head back. “fuck..” feeling stimulation on your puffy clit, rubbing it the right way. his fingers knuckles deep scissoring, pumping and curling inside of your wet pussy hitting all the right spots.

tears forming at the brim of your eyes, he watched your facial expressions and body language as you start getting louder, knowing you feel your high approaching already, whining louder. “aw look at you..i haven’t even fucked you and you’re moaning like a slut on my fingers..” the corner of his lips turning up, pressing harder on your clit.

“o-oh fuck—” breathy moans kept falling from your plump lips, releasing all over his fingers, pulsing around them as you try to catch your breath from your intense orgasm. “damn..already?” a small laugh came from his chest, “bend over the desk f’me..” without a thought you bring yourself down with quivering legs and arch your back over the desk, just like he asked as he pulled you closer to him and slid his cock through your folds, slapping it on your clit. you yelp from the sudden shock of being caught off guard, he drags his tip down at your hole then stops.

you stare at him, only to be beaten by him glaring back, then moving his eyes back at your exposed cunt. “go ahead, slide it in.” he gave you the go ahead, you wrapped your long acrylics around his dick and slide his fat tip in with a soft moan.

“shit—” he cursed at shoving all 7 inches inside you, stretching you out perfectly. he let you adjust for a few seconds then start thrusting inside you, stroking you deep. you let out a gasp at his tip poking your cervix every few thrusts, “f—fuck..armin..” you moan quietly, not wanting to get caught.

more moans and groans came from the both of you, you try to keep your volume down from his deep strokes but you cant help it. his cock pounding into you with no mercy even how much you beg him to slow down. balls slapping your clit, cervix being poked continuously, lipgloss smeared, sweating edges and messed up lashes?! this boy was fucking you stupid.

he tugs on your hair, causing your back to arch, making him go deeper than we was before. his tip pushed harder into your womb, a familiar heat formed in your stomach, “shit im gonna c–cum..” you slap your hand over your mouth, still fearing of being caught. “go ahead..make a mess.” shuddering beneath him, “god..” armin threw his head back in ecstasy, fucking you through your orgasm. “s-shit armin..”

your body shakes and burn with overstimulation, still fucking your harsh. “i c-cant..” you sounded like you were about to cry and armin loved it. it turned him on even more. “cant what? speak up.”

“its t—too much..” your hiccups and moans were downright pornographic. “shut up and take it.” he gripped on your throat from the back and pinned your head down. strings of squeaky moans and silent screams came from you. he loved how much of a slut he made out of you. all for him.

you eyes rolled to the back of your head whispering inaudible curses at his intoxicating strokes. you feel your second orgasm approaching again already. “shit… im gonna cum…” he slowed down, rolling his hips into you slow and sensually, armins soft pants and moans got louder before biting his lip to shut himself up. you feel your third orgasm approaching again, “c—cumming..” you choke on another silent moan as you lose all strength thats holding you up.

gushing all over his cock before he pulled out and released on your back with a moan. he watched your pussy drip with your cum in awe, the sight alone could make him nut again. “you still with me..?” he tone laced in concern, “yeah…”

“i-im sorry.. for..you know.” you whisper in humiliation, armin let out a small laugh and wiped his seed off your back. “its fine, i enjoyed it anyway. did u plan this..?” he furrowed his eyebrows again, “nono! i swear i didnt..” your mind went into a small state of panic.

“hey, trust me i believe you." a small silence occured

"so u wanna continue or.."

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[the-kinnie-in-me]

Okay, well then I hope you don’t mind me returning with yet another request. I can’t help it, I just really love your writing <3

I would love some headcanons for tasm Peter falling in love again for the first time since Gwen (god, just typing that made me tear up lmao)!

Take your time, have fun with it, and have a lovely day/night :)

A/n: This has been in my ask box for so long holy shit- I'm so sorry about that. I was on an intense writer's block and I think the fact that its Valentines' Day where I'm at kinda inspired me. This is not my best work since romantic writing isn't my cup of tea 😭 But I still hope you enjoy this-

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐌! 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐰𝐞𝐧:

⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎⚠︎

(I’m basing this off before he met the other Peters btw)

Let's start with some pre-relationship stuff-

I don’t really see it as love at 1st sight

It might take some since yk- his ex died because he couldn’t save her

How much time it would take would depend on how persistent you are in befriending him 1st

 There's definitely some remaining guilt and self-loathing so please be patient with him

He’s still a nice and friendly person so it isn’t that hard to befriend him 

In other words- You’re gonna have to buckle up since you’re about to experience the slowest slow-burn friends-to-lovers in history (Tho the fluff post and pre-relationship make it worth it)

Now onto the relationship itself

Aunt May adores you

She saw how you make her nephew happy after what happened with Gwen and approved of you immediately

“I saw how that boy mourned Gwen. I raised him for most of his life and it was devastating for me to see him like that. Then he met you, it was like it never happened and he was as happy as he was before. And I can’t express how thankful I am to you.”

We all saw how much effort he put into his and Gwen’s relationship- He would do the 1000% same thing with you

This is a bit angsty but- It just doesn’t feel the same?? THO IT DOESN’T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH HOW MUCH HE LOVES YOU- When he was doing that stuff for Gwen he had a lot more self-esteem if you get what I mean?

HELP HIM GAIN HIS CONFIDENCE BACK

There have to be a lot of words of affirmation in this relationship homeboy needs it

After he gains his confidence it's mostly rainbows and sunshine

The reason why I say mostly? The topic of Spiderman.

I mean- He would tell you but he doesn’t want you to get involved 

He is very much persistent about that

He will give you every reason to not  get involved 

There’s honestly no win in this situation

If you don’t get involved you worry about him daily

*Peter enters your bedroom through your window*

“The hell happened this time?”

“They um- got me pretty bad”

You rush to grab the First Aid kit

“Yeah. I can see that.”

“Are you mad at me?”

“I’m not mad.”

“Are you sure…Because your tone kinda says otherwise”

*Sighs* “I’m not mad. Just stressed and worried because of you.”

If you do get involved he worries about you daily

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!”

“SAVING YOUR ASS”

Or

“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be out doing Spiderman things?”

“Yeah about that- Whatever I was fighting got away and it seemed pretty pissed. I just wanted to make sure it wasn’t gonna be petty and go after you”

I just realized the majority of this has been angst or about Gwen’s death in some way-

He doesn’t confront people when jealous

Poor boy just wants to leave with you beside him

He tries to hide it but it's kinda obvious

Tease him about it and see how long it takes for him to admit it I wanna test a theory

He is a total softy for you

Why can’t I find a bf like that on E-bay

A sane amount of PDA

Like hand-holding, falling asleep on him (albeit accidentally), and kissing on the cheek

He likes cuddling in private tho

Everything he does for and says to you just seems to be genuine-

A gentleman that was raised well fr

He will do so many things for you that it's concerning how fast he agrees,

“Hey Pete can you-”

“Of course”

This is entirely my opinion/ idea of him- I don’t see him calling you any pet names besides the occasional “babe” 

BUT- the amount of love and emotion traced whenever he just simply says your name makes up for it completely

Before I end this I just want to make 1 thing clear-

You are NOT a rebound 

He will do anything to prove that he never considered you a replacement for Gwen the moment he senses you feel that way

In his eyes, Gwen is his past 

In his eyes, you are his present and future

In his eyes, you are his everything.

[interv4ls]

Hi! Was able to read Illicit Affairs and I love the way you write 🥺 Can I request a Kaz x Reader where it’s the first time he truly admits to her that he loves her. I can’t say that I can see him saying the ily phrase directly but he says it in his own Kaz-esque way. Please help me quench these Kaz feels, I’m suffering 😭😭

All - Kaz Brekker x Reader

A/N: I attended this request and I completely loved the way it turned out. I gave it a little bit of angst but with a fluffy ending. Thank you so much for the nice words and I hope I made justice for your idea. Hope you and everyone like it :)

Summary: What is about taking risks and confessing deep feelings.

Pairing: Kaz Brekker x Reader

Warnings: shooting, wounds, angsty (also sorry for any writing or grammar mistake)

Words count: 2,035

It was so fast. (Y/N) was struggling with two guards, diverting from jabs and punches but still – she felt as if she was in the border every time. She wanted to look in Inej’s direction, see if Jesper was doing well but in no way, she wondered about Kaz. Not because she didn’t care, but Kaz knew how to take care of himself and all the chances that (Y/N) would cover him, help or even save his life – she would receive a glare and a harsh ‘Don’t do this again. Ever.’

But one time she turned to divert from one of the guards, she just heard the shot. And it was too close for it not be for her. But she didn’t feel a thing, she turned her way and saw the black cloth in front of her. They had shot Kaz and it was as if everything went in slow motion. The first thing she thought, when her knots realized what was happening, was Touch. Do not touch Kaz. but the slight thought of his head meeting the cold and hard ground made her hold him. She grabbed him by the back of his forearms, in the most delicate way she could, and felt his weight against her, she saw Jesper coming their way and he shot the two men, leaving only the Crows in the room.

“Kaz!” (Y/N) was with her eyes wide. Kaz felt his skin burning as ever, the blood flooding his belly and vest. “Hey, stay here with us.”

(Y/N) was now in front of him, the only pair of things he saw was her eyes, her (e/c) eyes. She wanted to do something but she couldn’t just undress him and see the wound so (Y/N) concentrated in the sweat in his forehead, the trembling of his gloved-hands and the urging that came from him to not close his eyes. (Y/N) saw the pupils turning and turning, Kaz baring the pain well.

“(Y/N)…” He said trying to catch her attention. Nothingin her stopped. “(Y/N)…”

“Jesper, grab him this side and I will get this one.” (Y/N) turned her neck pointing to the right side of Kaz.

“(Y/N)!” Kaz grunted in a higher tone of voice and the girl looked at him. “Nothing hit you, right?”

“You’ve got to be kidding me!” She went to his right side and put his arm around her. “Let’s get you to the Slat and maybe Nina can do something.”

Every day, Kaz wondered when this would meet him. Death. He thought it would be earlier, maybe when he was in the middle of the ocean, but right now it seemed right. Dying because of her, it hasn’t been long since Kaz realized that – that he would give her his all – all the times she stayed up all night with him planning heists, talking, in silence or when she would take care of him in times like this. All of those she would risk herself without a second-thought, but her life in a line so thin that sometimes Kaz thought he had lost her, for good. Some wounds or others had happened to her and every one of them, Kaz saw ghosts of a past he thought to never go through it again.

Well, at least he tried as hard as he could not to, but (Y/N) was really an evil response to that project, she had an amazing skill to put herself in danger and in situations Kaz wondered if it would be the end. But right now, he couldn’t care less, the way (Y/N)’s hands grasped him and her eyes moved rapidly between him, the way and Jesper made clear to Kaz how desperate she was. He felt his eyes so heavy; it was so tempting to rest them but when he thought about giving in, he heard (Y/N)’s sigh of relief.

“We’re close, Kaz. Just hold on a little more.” Her voice was soft and even then, sent shivers down his spine, and he knew it wasn’t the pain.

He soon felt the mattress under him and his back thanked for the sudden relief. All of sudden everything was flashes and the shadow of (Y/N) passing all around the room. In her mind, everything was too fast for her thinking. Getting Nina, getting that wound sewn and stopping Kaz’s blood from getting out of his body and he saw Zenik, Kaz allowed himself to rest a little.

“Hey, no, no, no! You are not dying right now!” (Y/N) wanted to pass her thumbs against the skin of his temples, but Kaz being unconscious gave her no right to. “Nina!”

Nina was shocked when she entered the room. (Y/N) with her hands stained with blood, hair up in the air and a wearing expression all in her feature. The Heartrender never thought seeing Kaz Brekker in that position and she didn’t even know the context of it but the exasperating face of (Y/N) made her work in the most hurried way. She felt Kaz’s heartbeats and a relief passed through her – he was still here.

“I don’t know about the wound sewn but I will do everything I can, alright?” Nina put her hands above (Y/N)’s, as a reassuring sign. The girl nodded with her head, not diverting her look from the boy. “Go clean yourself, (Y/N).”

“Are you sure? What if…”

“He won’t, don’t worry. And in the second I finish, I will get to anyone to call you.” Nina smiled a little and (Y/N) agreed with her head again. “I promise.”

“Thank you, Nina. Just…” (Y/N) passed the dry bloody hands through her face. “Please, fix him.”

Nina winked at her friend and waved for her to leave, take a time out for her own sane. (Y/N) walked out of Kaz’s room, hesitating, feeling as if her heart was staying behind her, all her actions – showering to clean the blood, Kaz’s blood, dressing in more comfortable clothes, clothes she had because of him, and everything went in that direction – Kaz was in the same building, walking on a thin line because of her. He got hurt thanks to (Y/N) and nothing would put this out of her mind.

The complete silence wasn’t so comforting, she felt as if the Slat had turned into a big, sleeping figure and every organ of it was waiting for a response of its head. Kaz needed to go back, not only because of his importance for the Club, the Dregs and people who depended on him, but because (Y/N) felt the surroundings change when she thought he might die. What would she do? She wouldn’t stay, for sure, the bare sight of him in every conner of that city would torment her before one day was completed. Don’t think about it, he will escape from this. As every time – she thought.

(Y/N) had made the path from her room to Kaz’s office once again and the fear of opening that door and getting the awful news made her hands hesitate in the doorknob. But when (Y/N) got to the room, she saw Nina’s tired but glad expression and when she took notice of her friend in the room, she got up from beside the bed and shot (Y/N) another plain smile.

“Everything good with this one. Just resting, although I think this would be hard for him to accept.” She looked at the boy’s figure lying in the bed and (Y/N) felt as if every word gained a new meaning. Whatever it was, The Saints, fate, life’s way, (Y/N) thanked it immensely for the new chance.

“Thank you, Nina. I’ll just stay around and wait for him to wake up.” (Y/N) grabbed a chair from across the room and put it right next to his bed.

“I would tell you that this might take a couple days and maybe the idea of waiting can be excruciating but…” (Y/N) looked at Nina. “Kaz would like for you to be the first one he sees and I know you are too stubborn to leave.”

“Well, at least, you got it right from my side.” She bit her underlip. “Not so sure about him, though.”

“(Y/N), people in this place have seen how the two of you are and you will see how death might change a man’s words.”

(Y/N) didn’t understand what Nina had said but watched the girl leave the room and from then on, (Y/N) stayed. Jesper and Inej stopped by sometimes, to leave meals for her and talk about business. They were tying the knots for Kaz, (Y/N) from the inside and them from outside – they took care of the Club while (Y/N) stalled the next heists until he woke up. She would read some book, talk with the walls and count everything in the room. Tiles, paintings, she divided, in her own mind, the ceiling in innumerous geometrical forms to see how much of them would fit there.

(Y/N) was reading when she heard grunts coming from the bed. She saw Kaz blinking his eyes to adjust to the light, although low, of the room. He felt the bandage on his side and wondered who had bandaged him and he saw (Y/N) closing her book and taking all her attention to him.

“It was about time you’d wake.” She said, no need in raising her voice with the silence between them.

“How much?”

“3 days, almost. Would you like me to call the others to see you?” She was trying the check his state. No sweat, no trembling and no blood, she was as relieved as ever.

“I have to talk to you.” (Y/N) closed her eyes a little, she was trying to avoid his scold and all the hours she stayed in there, she tried to think of a way to divert from him.

“Kaz, I am sorry I was so reckless. I never thought they’d have a gun.” She lowed her head and Kaz heard her embargoed voice.

“(Y/N), it’s not about this. And none of it was your fault, I did it because I wanted to.” She looked at him, frown between her eyebrows.

“You got shot because you wanted to?”

“Not good when you say it like that.” He closed his eyes for some minutes, trying to rationalize the words in his head. “I got shot for you, because I wanted to.”

They stayed quiet a while, both of them trying to digest the words that just spilled from his mouth. Kaz realized what his death meant – among the bureaucracy and business matters, it meant that he would never get to chance to be honest with (Y/N) and that hurt him deep.

“Not trying to sound ungrateful but I can see that.” She murmured.

“What I’m trying to say…” He wouldn’t say I love you. Those big three words faced him like closing walls and he couldn’t make them get out, out of him and from. “I’m giving you all. All that is mine, my breath, my reputation, my bones and blood.”

“Kaz…”

“I’m running from a past. From wolves without teeth that try to tear me down every second and you need to know that I am willing to give everything to you, even them.” He was looking inside her eyes and (Y/N) felt as if every word he said was being tattooed in her brain. “And you can follow me, if you’d like.”

She realized what his words meant, the depth of them and how meaningful they were in that prism. Kaz was saying he loved her, in his own way, and giving up all he has for her was the path he chose to do it.

“Next time, prove me this without your life slipping through my hands.” She remarked and Kaz gave her a low laugh.

“Noted.”

(Y/N) resisted the urge to grab his hands, make him understand she felt the same and all the 3 day he’d been out, she thought about the terrible feeling in her chest – she suspected it for a while but seeing (Y/N) in that position, pale and shot, made her realize the feelings bubbling in her veins.

“You can have my all too, Brekker. I think you always had.”

[pinkuberii]

hi! i’m new to your blog and i rlly liked your itto fic, it was so fluffy 😭

could i pls request a short fic or some headcanons of itto being reassured and comforted by the reader? i feel like he’s quite insecure about a lot of things since growing up as an oni in inazuma isn’t easy- he might be naturally loud and seemingly confident, but he kinda exaggerates it in public cause he doesn’t wanna be seen as weak. i just want him to feel loved and drown in the affection he deserves ;-;

- Itto being comforted by gn!reader -

Tw: none (slight angst perhaps????)

Author’s note: Aaaaaa ty anon!! I’m so happy you liked my Itto fic and requested something as well

I hope this’ll suit your tastes! <3

It’s Itto loving hours bbyyyyy wooooo

Itto has thick skin in my opinion but at some nights the negative thoughts and comments happen to linger in his mind longer than usual

9 out of ten times he doesn’t want to show his sadness because he might seem “weak”

It was a starry yet peaceful night when the oni had shared his insecurities bit by bit with you. As his lover you realized something was going on once you caught a glimpse of the dejected expression on his face after he sat down next to you on your shared bed. His voice – which was usually full of confidence and enthusiasm -- was now the total opposite of what you were familiar with.

“(Y/n)… Am I… Am I really that loud and annoying?” He questioned as his somber crimson eyes began to close, burying his face deeper in the crook of your neck with every question he asked. “Annoying? Definitely not. Loud? A bit, but that’s one of the many aspects I like about you. I love hearing you and your ‘loud’ voice.” You softly answered, slender fingers sliding through his white locks before realizing something. “Loud may not be the best way to put it though. I’d say it’s more energetic and happy. It’s pretty adorable if you ask me, never fails to make me smile.” A faint hum was the only answer you received before he spoke once again.

“Do you think I’m childish?” Those words abruptly left his lips as he pulled you closer, arms tightly wrapped around your waist for a sense of comfort. You thought about your response for a bit, pressing your lips on his temple to give him a kiss during the meantime. “You’re not childish in my eyes, Itto. Other people may perceive you as such, but they don’t see the way I see you. They don’t see the Itto who tries his best to make his loved ones smile every day, or the Itto that stands up for the bullied children, or the Itto that sings to me with his charming voice when I can’t sleep, or the Itto that—" The faint sob coming from him all of a sudden made you put a halt to your words, (e/c) colored eyes widening out of surprise.

Congrats you broke him down

Poor baby had been bottling his emotions up for quite a while so hearing you say that made him very emotional

Just let him sob for a little while in your arms, he’d appreciate it <3

I think he’d be encouraged quite easily, especially if he’s getting comforted by someone he loves (*cough* you *cough*)

The oni’s faint cries started to die down, causing the room to be soundless once again. “Darling, are you feeling a bit better now?” Your faint voice then chimed in to break the silence while rubbing soothing circles on his broad back, the action making him look up from his current spot. “Yes, I think so…” Itto inhaled sharply before carrying on with his sentence. “I’m sorry for being so weak all of a sudden, (y/n). I’m not used to this a-and I don’t want you to think I’m not strong anymore and—" A dim chuckle from you made him stop with his sentence as teary red eyes looked at you with confusion, not understanding your reaction at all.

“Oh, Itto.. There’s no reason to apologize. It’s okay to be weak and vulnerable sometimes. Even the strongest onikabuto falls down sometimes, but you know what’s the most important thing? To have the determination and courage to stand up and continue. That’s the essence.” Carefully, your hand found its way towards his tear-stained cheek to wipe the dried droplets away. The oni seemed to adore the affection he received, showing his appreciation by putting his scarred hand on top of yours to lean in against your touch. “Thank you.”

He’d definitely give you a bear-hug after

And also, a very passionate kiss to show his gratitude <3

Mans is lucky to have you

After exchanging some pecks and kisses Itto would rest his head on your lap while listening blissfully to your sweet words and compliments, pale cheeks tinting the same color as the dendrobiums that bloom vibrantly on Yashiori island. “I love you because you’re so youthful and never fail to bring a smile to my lips. You’re always so positive and caring and super-duper talented. Besides, you always lift my spirits up with your optimism. Who cares if you got some mean comments from unknown people anyway? You’re simply unique”

He’s a blushing mess atm congrats you’ve flustered the oni

Y’know how children smile from ear to ear once they receive a present – especially something they’ve been wanting for long? Yeah, he’s smiling like that c:

No but he deserves all the affection and love :(

I can imagine him hiding his face in his hands out of shyness

(y/n) what are you doing to this man???

Anyway, he ABSOLUTELY loves you

He’d pinky promise you that he wouldn’t hide his sadness from you from now on yes he pinky promises things shhhhhh-

Communication is key besties-

hE DESERVES THE WORLD 🛐

No beta read btw

[top-tier-tickles]

No Apologies at The Prize Counter

This is a FNAF: Blueycapsules tickle fic requested by 🎡 anon. Good God, I am SO SORRY FOR THE TIMING OF THIS FIC 😭. Oh, and I use multiple pronouns for Mangle, like in the comic. Hope that clears up any confusion. There are NO SHIPS IN THIS FIC!!! Anyway enjoy!

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Jeremy sobbed on the floor of the restaurant, his hands clutching the shredded remains of his tickets. Dave just had to go and do it. The teen had pissed him off, so Dave went and tossed the tickets away.

And unfortunately, Mangle saw that as playing catch.

They caught them, accidentally tearing them to pieces in the process.

"N-Now, Jeremy, there's no need to fuss-" Dave had tried to "comfort" him, his tangy southern accent faltering.

"FUCK OFF!" Jeremy retorted, still crying.

As Dave tried to diffuse the situation, his spine shivered as he felt an ominous presence enter the room. He stomach sank as he turned around to see their boss, Philip Guy (pronounced as Gee).

"Ph-Philerp, what a pleasant surprise!"

Phil arched a brow, looking at Dave, then Jeremy, then back to Dave.

"What happened?" He asked, hands on his hips.

"W-Well, nothing, really! We just-"

"YOU'LL REGRET THIS, YOU BASTARD!" Jeremy interrupted.

You could almost feel the heat in the room rising as Phil grew angrier. His nose scrunched, his pointed teeth beginning to poke out.

"Mr. Miller, may I speak with you on this matter, alone?..." he asked.

Welp. This is it.

William J. Afton, code name: David Miller, has fucked up.

Reluctantly, he followed the shorter man. They went into a hallway out of earshot from Jeremy.

"What happened?" Phil asked.

"Well, I may have destroyed Jeremy's tickets that he won..." Dave gradually got quieter as he admitted to his crime, but not so quiet that Phil couldn't hear him.

"Are you serious?! Why would you do that?!"

"I-it was an accident! I swear upon the lone star! That fox was just in the wrong place at the wrong time!"

"I'm not looking for your excuses, Mr. Miller. Right now, my focus is on the crying kid out there!"

It was both horrifying and hilarious how scary Phil could get. You just needed to push the right buttons. Dave could say he was almost proud of how Phil handled himself, it almost reminded him of Henry.

But right now, he was wondering if this was the same man who worked for him years back.

"If you'd like to get your paycheck this week, I suggest you march your ass over there, and apologize to Mr. Fitzgerald, and I don't wanna hear another word about it until I see a genuine smile on his face! Do I make myself clear?..."

"C-Clear as a crystal, Philerp."

"Good."

With that, he walked back into his office, closing the door behind him.

Dave returned to the dining area, seeing Jeremy sitting at a table sulking.

Mangle noticed this, and quickly laid their head on the table next to Jeremy, a small noise, similar to a whine emitting from her voice box.

"Aww, it's alright, girl. I know you didn't mean to..." Jeremy cooed, rubbing the animatronic's head.

Ok, this was just depressing.

"Hey, Jeremy..."

The teen whipped around, glaring at Dave with a look that could've sliced him clean in half.

"I just wanted to say that I am deeply sorry for the turmoil I've caused ya. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me..." the "texan" did his best to sound genuine.

Jeremy scoffed, "Yeah, right, jackass."

"I mean it! I never meant to tear your damn tickets!"

"Why the hell did you go and throw them, then?!"

"I was fucking with you! What the hell do ya even want the fucking tickets for, anyway?!"

Jeremy stood once again, making his way to the prize corner, and pointing at one of the prizes hanging on the wall.

A red cap, with a tiny plush Toy Freddy sewn onto the front above the bill, marked for 3,500 tickets.

Dave squinted, "You know, you probably could just take that. We've got lots more stuffed in a box in the back."

"Have you no HONOR, Dave Miller?!," Jeremy gasped, "A noble man doesn't just take what he wants! He fights and he earns that prize! And I had earned 2,430 of those tickets, and now all of my progress has just been destroyed!"

The teen slumped back into the chair, laying his head in his arms.

Dave bit his lip, desperately looking for a solution.

"Y'know, I'm sure that if you explained the situation to Philerp, he'd be happy to replace all your tickets."

"You think?" Jeremy turned back to the short texan, intrigued.

"I'm sure. Do you forgive me?"

Jeremy's expression fell, turning his back to Dave, crossing his arms.

Real mature.

Dave surfed through his mind to find a possible solution to this predicament. Suddenly, he had it!

Whenever Vincent or Henry would piss him off, he'd tickle the shit out of them! That could work for Jeremy.

Quietly, he snuck to the blonde's side, gently poking it, resulting in a yelp from the teenager.

"Dave, don't even fucking think about it...."

"Think 'bout what? Oh, this?" He replied, wiggling his fingers into Jeremy's ribs.

"DAHAHahahave! DON'T!-"

Jeremy began to burst into giggles as Dave went on.

"There's a smile! Let's make sure it stays there!"

"NAHAHAHOHOHOHO! FUHUHUCK OFF! HAHAHA!" Jeremy's laughter spiked as his stomach was kneaded.

"Oh, dear, getting sassy now, are we? Well, back in Texas, we had this ol' warning about attitudes."

"NO! NOHOHOHOHO OLD MAHAHAHAN STORIES!"

"'Old'?! Mr. Fitzgerald, I never! Looks like this 'old man story' is provin' to be true..."

"WHAHAHAHAT?!"

"Oh, yeah. Way back when, there was a legend back in my hometown. Meant as cautionary tale to any youngins who misbehaved. A monster would mark them as it's next victim if they didn't shape up..."

Dave's hands began to traverse all around Jeremy's torso, tickling several spots at once.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAPIT!"

"Do you know what kind of monster it was?..."

"NOHOHOHOHOHO! HAAHAHAHA!"

"Well, he goes by the name of...."

Dave suddenly dove his hands in, clawing at the blonde's hips.

"The Tickle Monster..."

"GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHAHAPIT!"

"Should've heeded the warning, Jeremy. Now the Tickle Monster will feast on your laughter...."

"NOHOHOHOHO! NO TIHIHICKLE MOHOHOHOHONSTER! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

"There is but one way to deter this vicious beast, kid."

"W-WHAHAHAHAHAT IS IHIHIHIT!? AHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"It's that you stop being sad and forgive Mr. Miller for destroying your tickets."

"NOHOHOHOHOHO WAHAHAHAHAHAY! AHAHAHAHAAHA STOHOHOHOP!"

"That is the only way! Mwahahahaha!" Dave continued to tease, belting out his own evil laugh.

Jeremy only really got tickled by his friends when he was little, and even that was only for a split few seconds. The teases added to the sense. But, he did his best to hold out.

"BIHIHIHIHIHITE ME! HEEHEHAHAHAHAHA!"

Dave mocked a gasp, a wicked smile growing on his face. Then he dove his hands down, squeezing Jeremy's knees and scribbling on the back of them.

"AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHAHAPIT!"

It was the knees. The knees always made Jeremy lose it.

"Forgive me!"

"NEHEHEHEHEVER! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Then this doesn't stop anytime soon."

"NOHOHOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHAAHA! CUHUHUHUT IT OOHOHOOHOUT!"

Dave said nothing, continuing to tickle his knees.

"OKOKOKOK! STOHOHOHOHOHOP! I FOHOHOHOHORGIVE YOHOHOHOHOHOHOU!"

"Are yo suuuuure?"

"YEHEHEHEHEHES!"

"Alright." Dave took his hands away, standing back and crossing his arms, a pound smirk on his face.

"I haaaate you....so much....."

"I'm sure you do, kid."

Jeremy quickly regained his breath. Laughing when Mangle laid his head atop Jeremy's, a gesture similar to what a puppy would do.

"I guess I could thank you. I kinda needed a laugh."

"Don't thank me, thank Texas, kid."

"Sure, weirdo." Jeremy stood up, walking to Phil's office, presumably to ask for replacement tickets.

Looks like Dave would be getting his paycheck after all.

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THE END.

[allkinds-oftrash]

The Crown S5E9 Commentary

Non-Spoiler Review: THIS EPISODE!! This episode had the Peter Morgan writing I have loved for The Crown since S1 and that went all out in S4. I’ve been missing this spark all season and he FINALLY got it back after 8 episodes - s i r why. So far, this and Mou Mou have been the best written episodes of the season. We deserved more punchy episodes like this especially in highlighting the media war between Diana and Charles. But phew what a way to showcase the end of their marriage. I really really loved the writing of this episode! 

Spoilers Under The Cut 

The fallout of the Interview!! This should be juicy

I always appreciate how Peter Morgan uses other people or events to parallel against what's happening in the family at the time. It's just such a clever narrative device and works every time!

Also ohmygod Couple 31 - they're going to be the 31rd couple on the divorce docket aren't they!

LMAO LIZZIE WROTE THEM A LETTER TELLING THEM TO DIVORCE HSKDHJD Only took you 14 years Lizzie I'm cackling "To request a divorce" HSJDJDJ I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING Like this is so sad but also it was a long time coming and they all deserved to be free from the marriage

Oh nooo Patrick and Dr. Khan WHY 😭😭 Patrick was always there for her too dammit I mean the separation was always going to lead to a divorce Di But I can't help but still feel sad for her sigh Not the fucking press hounding her outside her therapist's office too wtf??? She deserves to drain him for all he's worth Lord knows she'll put that money to good use with her charities more than the BRF ever will

Well Camilla's prophecy from S4 came true - wasn't so much a prophecy but a prediction Girlie is the villian now and being hounded by the press Lmaooo not Charles getting her a PR expert to protect her image

LIZZIE I KNOW YOU'RE NOT MAKING POOR JOHN MAJOR THEIR DIVORCE MEDIATOR SHDKJDJD Mans really became their babysistter-therapist-marriage AND divorce counsellor this season huh This is too funny pls All the previous PMs have had serious political reports to give her And this one who I like the most so far despite him being a Tory, is set up to put out personal fires for the Royal Fam I can't stop laughing Not him listing all the suitable candidates with such obliviousness and then Lizzie drops the bomb hskdjkd

Lizzie: "What about you"

John Major: "Me?"

I DIED Johnny Lee Miller I LOVE YOU The Crown is ✨a comedy✨ yall Not her comparing this divorce to the conflict in Northern Ireland Elizabeth STOP IT Yeah he is easy to like and trust and I hate it cos he's a TORY Lmao well Lizzie he can't really say no, can he. Who the hell is going to say no to the Queen of England dhdkkds Omg he's into it?? Just cos she used the word umpire John babes don't you have a country to run?? Not his family feeling neglected 💀💀 Occupational Hazard things I guess

This Irish couple is going THROUGH IT Ngl I like these divorce couple breaks in the episode. It's really interesting

Okay Mark stop lying you can hate her too Lmao okay Camilla you made the consistent choice to do so loving him and in the process tagteamed with your lover to bully and manipulate a 19 year old so yall do not get off that easy

God this conversation is depression to watch now that she IS the Q word Also again with the "word" although in this case I get it. Better than the divorce conversations with Andrew dkdkkdkd LMAO THE CALLBACK TO TAMPONGATE I'M SCREAMING God Charles is being such a baby

John Major is really good at this I'm shook Not this motherfucker telling her never to speak publicly abt what she went through Basically paying her off to be silent LMAO DIANA "If he's hoping to stuff my mouth and hoping I gag on it, then that sum better be 8 figures and start with a 3" W H A T A L I N E

Not them sucking up to the Spin Doctor shdkjdd this is so funny

OH this dentist and hygienist's age gap and dynamic is PEAK Diana and Charles This was sad to listen to

Chucky I KNOW you're not flirting with your ex wife right now what is wrong with you Also ALL her looks are iconic "Natural" Okay stfu Chucky Yeah you never said nice things ever Chuck She's right you got everything you ever wanted He's being too nice I do not trust it nor him

Lmaooo he doesn't remember where the kitchen is She's right buddy you were never happy here This is the first time he's ever said anything I agreed with: "Why doesn't one eat scrambled eggs all the time" He's right they are a vibe

Charles: An audit of the marriage Diana: An autopsy I LOVE IT

Holy fuck this is a brilliant piece of writing Just wowow this conversation is so snappy and tight THIS is the kind of writing I've been wanting all season

It might have been mean Di but it's true the mans has always been old He has Old Energy nothing wrong with that jajjsks Lmao she called him old once and he got upset 💀💀

"You do know there was always love there" Okay Mr "Whatever In Love Means" Charles is odd wanting Di to say her name God this is a painful conversation Ofc Chucky is throwing a tantrum Not the "Ask my parents" line 💀💀

Dominic's Charles feels more restraint I can't decide if that's a good or bad Like Josh went OFF Dominic even while yelling doesn't feel as visceral?? This was an autopsy indeed Okay sorry but that was such a bad crying shot - should have just kept it a wide from the start

Lmaooo NOW the divorce court is full of the press after being empty I mean I know why it's just funny it was just the lawyers for the other couples who weren't even there and now the whole court is full They weren't even there 💀💀 Also omg imagine the person finalising THE Wales' divorce - w i l d shit Damn to end it on their wedding procession that was A Choice

Now onto the finale!

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Okay so uh yeah had to stop watching clips of the episode because I was about to lose my mind again but uhhh yeah! Still stressing horribly about Paul :))) Glimpsed 3x10's Summary but I'm still stressed xdd

And no I don't know why I capitalized "summary" lol 😭.

Anyway yes AHHH help me 😭😭😭 I'm not ready and this episode absolutely destroyed me - also clearly they were trying to make us think it was current day at the end with "In honor of mom" but still it destroyed me either way 😭😭😭

So yeah!!! I fear for Paul :DD buuut still wish I hadn't gotten any spoilers lol. Knowing me I'll probably forget anyway, hopefully lol.

But, those were the final thoughts, now it's time for the. . .

REVIEW

This episode destroyed me. Absolutely. I literally can't sit in my feels for too long because it's s o d e p r e s s i n g. Plus, I'm trying to forget the slight spoilers I got, and thinking about 9-1-1: Lone Star will only make that harder xDD. But, I will endeavor to try to at least make a worthy review here.

And quickly, too, because I'm tired and even MORE emotionally drained now lol.

But, yeah. This episode was absolutely heartbreaking. But still, it remains - or probably will remain, at least - one of my favorite episodes. It just has such good moments, and it's honestly just straight up beautiful. No matter how sad it is xdd. Yep, no fancy words this time, just: sad. It's sad. Let's accept that xDD. 9-1-1 Lone Star is sad. Sometimes, honestly, a lot of the time. This episode was sad. Really sad xdd. But sad nonetheless.

And yeah, I agree with what I've seen people saying - Nancy and Tommy were being good friends by checking on him - checking on him by checking on that, the medicine count. I hope he doesn't find out and get angry at some point, that if he does find out, or even just figures, he understands. And it's just so sad, but I honestly kinda get it. I've never been addicted to drugs or anything so drastic, but there are things that I just continually. Do. I know it's wrong, and I do it anyway. Especially after something bad or stressful. So while it's nowhere near as severe or significant, I can kind of understand it. No matter how much I hate that he has to go through it. So, yeah, it hurt, but it touched me.

Now, I don't deserve this 😭😭😭😭. Those flashbacks literally killed me, I can't. It just hit me so hard, and it h u r t s. I was crying in the first scene because of the whole situation and also thinking about losing people I love, but the last flashback scene, the last time I cried, it was just because she cares. So much. And I want someone who cares about me like that. I know I kind of have that, but I want it for sure. And even though she knows he doesn't like it, she's doing what's best for him, because he needs it. And she's letting him go. Letting him make this choose on his own, because he's strong, and he can do it. He can do it without her.

And now, she's gone.

It just really hurt me and I love it and I don't think I'll ever get over it 😭😭😭 :'(((( :')).

And even just the little bit we saw of them, though we saw more of Tommy and Nancy, the 126 is amazing. I just- I love them all so much. They're family, and they love each other <3. I truly believe that, and I know they do too. Because it's true!! Just one example is the flowers Grace sent. All of them - it's amazing. Beautiful.

ALSO I JUST REALIZED THAT IT'S EPISODE EIGHT LIKE WE KNEW THE 8'S AND THE 12'S (WELL PROBABLY BECAUSE WE DIDN'T HAVE A 12 FOR SEASON 1 BUT MAYBE IT'LL HAPPEN AGAIN AND WE'LL KNOW FOR SURE) ARE R O U G H AND TARLOS EPISODES MOSTLY 8 BUT HOPEFULLY 12 TOO (WHAT I LOVE PAIN XDD NAH I ACTUALLY LOVE TARLOS, LOL) BUT DAAAANG I FORGOOOOOT!!!! NOT TILL I SAW A GIFSET COMPARING THE TWO (2X08 SORRY FORGOT 1X08 EXISTED FOR A SECOND LOL) JUST SOME PARALLELS AND LIKE AHHH I WASN'T PREPAREDDDDDDD BUT I LOVE IT THANK YOU!!! HELP ME XDDD.

Anyway, lol, I'm fine. Not really, but, I'm fine xDD.

By the way, I will from now on be using the tag '911 lone star', because it's easier and seems to be in more popular use :)). I might still use '9-1-1 lone star' sometimes, but if it's one of the situations I'm sure I will continue to have where I only tag two tags, the show and my personal tag for it, then I'll probably just use 911. Just so you know!! And also because I often forget or don't have the time to tag spoilers lol. Anyway! Yeah xDD.

So! Yeah. Overall, I loved this episode. Like, it broke me and barely rebuilt me, at least back to level where I was, but I adored it. It was wonderful, and it was beautiful, and even though it was horribly sad, it was s o. g o o d. I just- I really loved it. Thank you, for this amazing episode. And thanks to you guys, for following this :)). I'm sure I'll thank you again as time goes on, lol, and probably at the finale, but still <3. For this episode specifically, and all it's pain, but also still amongst every other episode and all the stuff they had going on lol. Thanks. I loved this episode. Despite its sadness, or maybe even, probably honestly, in part because of it, it's definitely one of my favorite episodes.

So yeah!! I absolutely loved this episode. This has been my review of. . .

9-1-1: Lone Star, Season 3, Episode 8: In the Unlikely Event of an Emergency

I may have loved this episode, and I'm sure I'll love the next one too, but I am scared. Excited though!! See you next week for my review of. . .

9-1-1: Lone Star, Season 3, Episode 9: The Bird

See you then!!!!