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mediocreanomaly · 1 year ago

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while I love me some Vash and ww I wanna go with Knives rn 🥴 what do you think his kinks would be? and/or favorite positions 🤤

Authors note: My first NSFW request? so swag...also u!!! ur so epic I love when you interact fr *inserts that puppy dog eye emoji* Here's some Knives content for you Knive kissers tho!

Knives X Reader NSFW HC's

Positions:

I think Knives likes any position that allows him to be over you. He likes feeling like he's in charge in pretty much anything he does, and I mean anything.

Mating Press: One of his favorites. He has a thing about cumming inside every time and he'll get a bit irritated if you clean up too quickly because it seems like a waste. This is the perfect position to make sure every drop is fucked as deep into you as he can get it. Plus It makes him feel in control, he likes using his body weight to pin you down. He likes having you caged under him, letting your scratch along his shoulders as he pumps himself deeper into you.

G-Whiz: Lmao! ignore the name...He likes to over stimulate you. (mostly because as a plant he can go multiple rounds without getting tired) This just gets the job done a bit faster. Having your legs slung up over his shoulders does something to him too, the way he can hold your hips up at the perfect angle, drilling into your g-spot every time...He can't get enough of watching your fucked out face as you roll your eyes back from the fourth orgasm of the night. He also likes being a bit rough with you, proving to you how fragile you are compared to him not that'd he'd ever hurt you. He just enjoys the way you fold so nicely under him.

Cowgirl: Now I know I said he likes being on top but this is the one position where you can get him under you if you catch him in the right mood. He likes watching the way you bounce as you attempt to keep your composure despite falling apart even on top of him. More than that he likes having a view of every time his dick sinks into you, watching as you lift yourself up until it's nearly just the tip then sink yourself back down to the hilt. He'll grunt as you put your hands on his chest trying to chase your high. (he's not completely fair though, even here he likes to be a brat. He'll grab your hips if you slow down too much and fuck up into you using you for his own pleasure. He's a bit selfish in that aspect but don't worry he won't stop until you've cum at least twice.)

Kinks:

Breeding Kink: Maybe this is too obvious but...I mean c'mon. Knives has this whole fantasy about getting you pregnant, about making sure your constantly full with his child. He'll go multiple rounds to the point his cum is spilling out of you coating your thighs. He doesn't care, he'll go one more round just to make sure it takes, just to make sure there's no room for anything else but him. He constantly has you bending over things trying to breed you, and don't you want to carry his children? Don't you want to be good and let him fill you up?

"N-nai" you groan feeling warmth drip out of you, coating both you and Nai in his cum.

"Please, I cant do another round, s'too much" you whine too cock drunk to really think of anything but the man between your thighs. He has your hips propped up on pillows so that your hips are angled up towards him, refusing to let any of of his cum go to waste.

"You can go one more round can't you? Your doing so well..." his hand moves to press down against your womb trying to feel himself from the tin layer of fat that separate him from it. You whine and throw your head back but nod giving into him.

"Good. I'm going fill you again and then in return....you can have my child." he muses already beginning to rock his hips into you again. It's was going to be a long night.

Knife Play: Again...too obvious? Still! He has his blades you better believe he's going to use them. Knives getting to show off he's not human is something of a source of pride to him so he'll remind you of this fact in the bed room too. He likes the way the metal looks against your skin anyways.

Your body tenses as the cool silver of Nai's blade gently run against your skin. It's the dull edge, the side that won't cut, but if either of you move in the slightest that won't last.

Nai watches you like a predator about to strike, artic blue eyes reflecting in the dark as he lets the vines wrap around your body. They snake up your legs pulling you further apart for his view, and before you can protest there one wrapping around your throat forcing you to bear your neck lest you slice your throat open.

"Carful...their quite sharp" he muses. He finds this funny, the prick. Still, it's hard to be mad when there's ever pooling warmth building in your stomach. You jerk slightly when of of the blades climbs up your waist and hiss when the blade around your thighs cuts in slightly. Nai tsk at you and drags his thumb over where the small cut is and brings it to his lips, licking the blood off it.

"and you were doing so good..." he uses his vines to once again spread your legs apart so he can look at you, you feel his fingers ghost over where you want him most and you feel tears prick at your eyes wishing he's get on with it already when he finally begins to line himself up with your entrance, "now remember...don't move."

Predator/Prey: Sue me but tell me this man doesn't like a chase. Maybe it appeals to his plant instincts or that's his excuse anyways. In all honesty I think he likes to show off how much stronger, how much faster he is than a human like you. These little bouts of power send an extra thrill to his head, luckily Knives wing is very large so you can play into it.

You pant letting your feet carry you as fast as you can across the cool floor of the Arc. Were you fast enough? The answer is almost always a resounding "No" but when you don't hear foot steps behind you decide to take your luck at face value.

You look around for a hiding spot, adrenaline spiking though your body as you go into overdrive. You spot a small crawl space, just big enough for you to wiggle into if you're quick. Without a second thought you dive for it, scrambling to hide yourself away, knowing there's no way you can out run him for long. As if he can hear your thoughts the second you pull your feet in you hear the tell tale sound of his feet and the drag of a blade against the wall. You put your hands over your mouth to stifle any noises.

"I know you're in here" Nai coos, icy voice bouncing off the walls of the cold room. The echo makes it hard to tell where exactly his is, which only causes your heart to thud faster against your ribs.

"Be good and come out here for me, maybe I'll even reward you" It's a bluff and you know it. He didn't want you to give up, not now. It'd ruin the hunt, make it less fun.

Silence falls over the room and you close your eyes to listen for any movement, there's none but you know better than to take the chance. After what seems like forever you hear the slow clicks of foot steps retreating. You stay in your spot for a second regaining your breath before you steel yourself and take off again.

You run. You run faster than you ever have before but as you move down the hall...you hear the sound of something- no someone turning the corner. Shit. You turn and sprint down the hall way, you need a hiding place, you need to run faster you need-You feel your body suddenly pushed to the ground an you know, like always, you've lost.

"You lasted much longer this time" Nai muses in your ear, body still trapping you between him and the floor.

"Such a shame, but you didn't really think a human could get away from me did you?" you feel his hands glide down your body already tugging down the hem of your pants. Maybe losing wasn't so bad...not if this was the punishment.

#knives x reader #knives x you #trigun x reader #knives smut

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dazzling-ji · 6 years ago

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aesthetic themed ask list

flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself?

probably halo? still riding off the performance high tbh

fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know?

can’t think of anything that i would want to know immediately that i couldn’t just wait for confirmation in prayer about...

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

so far? taking the steps necessary to actually pursue my dreams

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise?

kbbq with friends

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living?

probably tell my parents how i feel about them, same to my friends

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

not really. i have things i’d like to do, tho

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.

as in a human being? um, she has obscenely small hands. her face is like shiny and red perpetually. she is tiny. she gets really excited over the smallest things, i.e. her cats or the sight of a corgi. lowkey highkey hates her hair unless it’s short. bane of my existence.

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

bruh i wish. literally still trying to console younger me with each day.

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?

lowkey cried in front of my therapist as i told him i don’t cry in front of people. idk if he noticed or not (IT’S CUZ HE KEPT STARING AT ME WITH THOSE BIG SAD EMPATHETIC BLUE EYES. I DON’T NEED EMPATHY!!!) but the tears were threatening and i was threatening the tears.

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.

bruh, had to describe a human for the last one but this time i won’t. my best friend nam shin iii. because i love him and he’s great. wish he were real so i could teach him english and he could teach me korean and i could help him romance his girlfriend.

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?

i did when i was first meeting my therapist lol. i don’t trust people enough to do stuff like that.

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you?

probably ye olde tiny handed one. she’s the only one who would try to stay up that late with me. doesn’t mean i don’t have to deal with her sleep delirium.

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?

it’d either be to myself or my mom. something along the lines of letting them know their worth.

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?

they aight. blue eyes are really scary 90% of the time. brown eyes make more sense to me.

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

“different doesn’t mean wrong” said by one of my late faves, who i honestly felt was a kindred spirit 99.999% best friend match to me. not gonna get into why the quote is so deep to me, all i’ll say is it allowed me to breathe.

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?

indigko

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?

pay off debts, travel, save, give to charities/church, save some more, maybe make a trust fund?

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?

with God, yeah. by myself? depends. i can be kind of hypocritical and times.

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.

guess i know what to tag this ask meme now

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?

punk for sure.

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.

super cool. was thinking of getting either a septum or normal nose ring. wish tattoos made a bit more sense on dark skin, but either way they’re super painful so maybe i lucked out.

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?

i don’t. don’t wanna ruin my skin and i like the natural look over a beat face. i like people looking realistic if that makes sense?

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.

so many people to talk about, but my ex-fave prince helped me realize i was ace.

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

i wouldn’t. at least not rn, don’t have anything revolutionary to tell em. maybe something like “Please remember we’re dealing with human beings” or along those lines, because I’m tired of reading about racists and human rights violations who real life be forgetting that aside from differences in race/gender/sexuality/etc/etc we are all human and worthy of love.

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.

stromae @ msg - super fun! wish the people behind me didn’t try to waste my time and sit at a dance music concert.

nai palm @ brooklyn (i forget the venue) - also super great. it was great to actually see her irl, and allowed me to realize i can actually socialize without too much problem.

garth brooks @ mercedes benz - yikes ppl in the south RLY like their country music huh?

kimbra @ brooklyn (also forget the venue) - LIVE MUSIC CAN BE SO EXPERIMENTAL AND FUN. kind of reminded me of what i’d heard seeing prince irl was like.

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?

NYU - You have no outstanding balances. We have a $1 mil scholarship that will be applied to your account as of today. We love you. In fact, we’re gonna wipe away all your student loan debt and ensure no one in your family has to worry about paying for anything ever again in their lives.

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?

my desk always gets cluttered with papers and stuff. but i really do prefer working at a desk rather than a bed.

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?

stall as long as possible until i REALLY need to go to sleep. grumble as i lazily brush my teeth and rinse my retainer. lie in bed and watch youtube for anywhere between 30 min to 3 hrs before actually turning off.

old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know?

call me crazy, but i want my parents to know about me and *gasp* like what they realize. like lemme tell em i’m ace and have them not freak out, idk.

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?

blue or purple. but probably a wig or something impermanent.

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do?

THE FAB FIVE. WHY AM I SO DUMB. we’d go makeover their next person on queer eye OR even better we’d just hang out

11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them.

1. the aforementioned letter from nyu because i deserve it, ok?

2. a life i don’t feel like i have to run away from because i hate living like this but feel powerless to change it.

3. a cool best friend i could go cool places with, because i wanna go cool places

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up.

i cosplay’d as Taemin during the Ace era. It was cool because it basically was my style, so I felt super confident all day looking my best.

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

I do neither. But the craziest thing I did half-asleep was convince myself I could still talk to the aforementioned tiny handed weirdo and answer her questions though my head was firmly planted on my pillow and i was neatly tucked under my sheets. like i really thought homegirl could read my thoughts and find the answers she needed to her questions.

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?

like donald trump

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?

maybe one person - i’d see myself the way God sees me so I wouldn’t be so powerless against my insecurities and the fake people in the world all the time.

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realize you’re in love.

idk? i’m ace and aro and very aesthetically drawn, so i really don’t know if i ever have.

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

i prefer myself with longer hair tbh.

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?

hot chocolate if i wanna blend in. otherwise a strawberry acai refresher. i trust any of my friends because it’s really not that deep.

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?

gaining self-confidence so i can step more firmly into my calling.

fin.

#blurb ideas #ask meme

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ace-of-hearts-and-spades · 8 months ago

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Okay I had to read this twice bc it was so scrumptious that I wanted to savor it again and also I needed the second reading to organize my thoughts. We’re coming out of the tags for this babyyyy. Anyways. Somewhat coherent ramblings under the cut.

I’m obsessed with how you captured Randy and Benson as characters. Benson’s sharp, sudden movements that always seem to have an edge of aggression and unpredictability – immediately and sharply driving off the road to switch places with Randy, grabbing the jacket to use as a pillow. And sticking his head out of the window like a fuckin dog!!! He fuckin would!! I can fucking picture it. And Randy flinching at almost every damn thing, every noise and movement. Mentally playing out the things he wants to do and say but struggling to actually do them. Wanting so badly to be helpful and be trustworthy and be good for Benson. Sweetie you are down so bad and you don’t even realize it.

As always, I’m in love with the visuals and descriptions you use. I’m just gonna throw some of my favorite bits in and commentate on em okay. Okay.

“Fear still gnaws at the edges of him, jittery and mean like rats in the walls, but it’s not the same.”

MMMM fuck yeah this is good shit. 10/10 imagery. Perfect for these two.

“He gets out and the breeze hits his face, smells a little like home and a little bit different.”

FUCK DUDE the visceral longing this line hit me with……… oof. Just OOF. And then Randy wondering if he and Benson could see all the 50 states together. God.

“He's been wearing his shirt for two days now, the smell of stale cigarette smoke working itself into his skin. It's like he's being assimilated, wrapped in a cocoon of brash words and an army green jacket.”

Oh mannn. Within the span of a couple days, Randy’s life has been so irrecoverably changed and torn off course because of Benson. They’ve become intimately familiar in a way that isn’t quite covered in a single word, but maybe assimilation is the best way to describe it. A sort of codependence that neither intended and neither can quite pull themselves out of. Something something the lines between you and me are starting to blur something something. So wonderfully captured here.

And Benson calling Randy “Good boy”??????????? Hello????????????? God??????????? I need to sit down I need to think about this. Good Lord. Yeah I think Randy would enjoy being told he’s a good boy, IN A VARIETY OF CONTEXTS 👀 but nay we shan’t linger on that. Onward we go.

“It's a cute snore, kind of nasally and pitched higher than his voice. He slams the door on that thought the moment it arrives, shoos it away and casts a guilty look over at Benson.”

BUDDYYYYYYYYYYYY YOU’RE DOWN BAD FOR HIS UNSTABLE ASS DON’T LIE TO ME. It’s always the lil disarming things. And then the section where Randy thinks about Benson pre-everything, about the two different “sides”…….. man. Much to ponder. Much to think about. And wanting to be someone Benson can count on. Oughhh that got me in the heart a lil.

“His shirt rides up and in the dark of the dawn Randy can just make out the triangle of hair on his stomach. He bites his cheek.”

I think I’m going to be ill actually ‼️‼️………. AND ON THAT NOTE I THINK I’LL STOP. I’m rambling a lot and I’m not sure what I’m saying is making any sense, but I hope Randy and Benson find a lil motel to stay at and oopsie maybe there’s only one bed HMMMM sdhgshdsd. This was FANTASTIC and I’m obsessed and I’m thinking so many thoughts about them rn. Good good GOOD fuckin shit here. Delicious. Thank u for this meal Meg this is canon to me 🙏💜

the driver

it turns out I am chewing on them every moment of every day. I'm sure this fic will permanently satisfy the hunger of course ✨🌷🙃

2.3k words. character study happy ending post-credits type beat where everyone lives and drives off into the sunset together. pre-slash but Randy is so down bad he doesn't know how to cope. nobody do the math on mileage or drive time I made it all up Minnesota isn't even real

They’re about 50 miles over the Missouri border when Benson asks him.

“You think you could drive, man?”

Randy looks at him sharply, not sure he heard him right. He must not have heard him right.

Benson glances over and his eyes are bloodshot beyond belief, the skin beneath them dark and hollow. His crow’s feet have multiplied. “I gotta sleep, Randy, or we’re gonna end up in a ditch.”

After a beat of careful consideration, Randy nods. “Yeah. Yeah, I could–I can drive.”

The car lurches to the right as Benson pulls over immediately, puts it in park and slumps in his seat. His head falls back against the headrest and he digs the heels of his hands into his eyes. “Fuck.”

Randy watches him with an intent he can feel but can’t parse, hasn’t been able to parse all day and the night before and the day before that. He stopped being scared, really scared, a while ago. Fear still gnaws at the edges of him, jittery and mean like rats in the walls, but it’s not the same.

He’s no longer afraid Benson might kill him. He’s afraid he might decide he doesn’t need him anymore. And those are different things.

Benson’s big hands drop into his lap. He stares blankly through the windshield at the half-set sun, exhausted.

Randy has the urge to touch him. To clap a hand on his shoulder, give it a little shake. He plays it out in his head. Yeah, man. I’ll drive for a while. Don’t worry about it. Get some rest.

His hands stay clasped between his thighs.

“Don’t really know where we’re goin’, so I guess you can just pick a direction,” Benson says. “Anywhere but back that way.” He shoots Randy a pointed look, but the point is dull and bleary.

Randy nods. “North. I got it.” You can trust me. I know that sounds like bullshit, but it’s not.

Benson pours out of the car like his bones are dissolving. He stretches mightily, arches his back and groans loudly, and Randy flinches and doesn’t know why.

He gets out and the breeze hits his face, smells a little like home and a little bit different. He gazes down the highway, tracks it all the way to where it disappears beyond a sun-washed hill. He’s never been this far north before, never been out of Louisiana except for a family reunion in Florida one time.

He wonders, for a second, if maybe they could see them all. All fifty states. Benson’s car might not make it that many miles. But it would be something. It would be cool.

“You sure you’re good?”

Randy turns, squints into the sun. Benson is lit from behind, face in shadow, but Randy can feel his eyes, the way they probe like fingers at his mouth, his neck.

“I’m good.”

Benson taps his fist against the roof of the car. “Super.”

They trade sides, cross paths in front of the bumper. Randy slides into the seat and it’s still warm from Benson’s body. He feels like he's sitting in his shadow. He's been wearing his shirt for two days now, the smell of stale cigarette smoke working itself into his skin. It's like he's being assimilated, wrapped in a cocoon of brash words and an army green jacket. He presses his spine against the backrest and folds his arms around himself without thinking about it.

Benson yanks open the door and snaps him out of it. He sits forward and feels under the seat for the lever to slide it up a few inches, touches something sticky, makes a face. Benson’s got longer legs than he does, even though they're about the same height. Benson is big in Randy's mind. Or maybe Randy is small. Does Benson think he's small?

Like he can read his mind, or thinks he can, Benson shoves his seat way back. “Jesus, Randy, you’re allowed to take up space,” he mutters as he pushes the backrest almost horizontal.

No one’s ever told him that before. Does Benson know no one’s told him that before?

“Don’t wreck my fucking car.”

“I won’t.”

“And don’t get pulled over.”

“I won’t.”

Benson nods once like a punctuation mark. “Good boy.”

Randy exhales heavily.

He buckles up, hesitates as he sets his hands on the wheel. Ten and two. He slides them together to meet at twelve, where Benson always grips the wheel with half a hand, pointing at things, eyes anywhere but the road, talking with his whole body. Then he slides them back to ten and two, at least for now. One thing at a time.

He signals before he pulls back onto the road even though there’s not another car in sight. He presses the gas gently, like he’s wiping a smudge off someone’s cheek. And just like that, they're back on their way.

Benson’s car is old as shit and runs like it’s doing him a favor. It takes Randy a minute to get used to it, the resistance of the pedals and the way the wheel is about as sensitive as the bottom of a work boot. He’s careful with it, not because it’s old or unreliable, but because it’s his. Because he’s trusting him with it.

He’s the driver now.

Benson moves in his periphery, fast and sudden like he does, and without meaning to Randy jerks, jerks the wheel. Benson gives him a look, reaching around for something in the backseat. “Sorry,” Randy mumbles.

“Just be cool,” Benson says with his jacket in his hands. He balls it up to use as a pillow, shifts around, settles in and shuts his eyes.

Be cool, Randy repeats to himself. Be cool, be cool.

“Are you…going to buckle your seatbelt?” he asks. He’s been waiting to ask. Now seems like the last opportune moment.

Benson opens his eyes and looks at him like he’s grown a second head. “What are you, a fuckin’ cop?”

Randy feels his face flush. He looks away. “Sorry. Do whatever you want.”

“You know if you slam on the brakes and I’m layin’ down like this I’m goin’ through the windshield, seatbelt or no.”

“Do whatever you want,” Randy says again. “I’m just…trying to be safe.”

Benson grabs the seatbelt, yanks it across his chest, clicks it into place with attitude. “Happy?”

Randy glances at him and away, almost smiles in spite of himself. Yeah. “Yeah.” For once, he thinks he might really mean it.

Benson grumbles and closes his eyes. He fidgets for a while, bullies the jacket into a different shape, but soon he falls still and quiet. Randy figures he has nothing left in the tank after the events of the last thirty-six hours, nothing more to give to Randy or anybody else.

He drives like the backseat is full of fine china, nice and easy, until Benson starts to snore. It's a cute snore, kind of nasally and pitched higher than his voice. He slams the door on that thought the moment it arrives, shoos it away and casts a guilty look over at Benson.

He’s never seen him look so at peace. There's a tension missing from his face, a furrow between his brows that Randy only registers in its absence. He wonders if he has nightmares like Randy has nightmares. Probably. Probably worse. But there’s no sign of them now; he’s too wiped out.

Now that he’s not waving a gun around and yelling, he resembles the old Benson. The guy who greeted him at the start of each shift with a casual wave and nothing to say. The man who moved like he was in a dream, seemed checked out completely until you caught his eye and realized he hadn't missed a second of what was going on around him. Not even the little things. Not even Randy.

As the miles wear on, he wonders which Benson is more real, the quiet one or the loud one. Maybe they’re two sides of the same coin. Maybe everyone has someone else inside of them, raw and bright, harder to swallow. Randy always figured he was the only one slumming around with that particular burden–the monster of his guilt, his anger, feelings too big to unbottle lest they rip him in half–but maybe he was wrong. He's been wrong a lot the last couple days.

It doesn’t probably matter which is more real because he likes them both: the Benson who once followed him out the back door under the guise of a smoke break to make sure he was okay after a particularly egregious run-in with Chris, and the Benson who beat the shit out of his own personal boogeyman in the parking lot of an elementary school until his hands bled. Randy understands both of them. Feels a connection to both of them. Knows he can count on both of them when it matters.

Randy leans back and feels it then, feels it all, the world shrinking behind them, the past pinned to it like a poster on a corkboard, the dying sun to his left and the man on his right and Benson’s fingerprints worn into the leather of the steering wheel. And it's exhilarating, it's amazing. It's freedom and possibility. Hope, even.

And he desperately, deep in his bones, wants to be someone Benson can count on. When it matters or doesn't. He knows he isn’t a fighter or a talker, but he cares. He cares so fucking much sometimes he wants to bite through his own tongue. Maybe that could be worth something. For the first time, sitting in the driver's seat on the run from the law, he thinks maybe that might be enough. He might be enough.

He has Benson to thank for that, too.

He hasn't felt like this since he was a kid. Maybe ever. Light. Free. The way the highway unfolds in front of him forever makes him feel like maybe he could fly. He kind of wishes it would rain and he can't say why. Only that he wants the air to smell like wet asphalt, like dirt.

And he wants to thank Benson. He doesn’t think he can, like, he can’t just say it. Thanks for killing all those people. It really opened my eyes. Thanks for scaring me shitless, I needed that. No way. He’s gotta be cool. Find some other way.

He reads the names of towns he’s never heard of on the highway sign. They’ll have to stop somewhere eventually, right? Get a motel room or something. Benson deserves to sleep in a real bed. Randy would love to sleep in a real bed. Probably they’ve got to lay low a little while longer. Probably two states north isn’t far enough.

Benson drives like a grandma. Randy hasn’t said anything, but he figures they could be at least to the border of Iowa by now if Benson wasn’t so hung up on driving three miles under the speed limit and calling it “flying under the radar,” even as cars peeled by them on all sides.

But he’s the driver now.

He realizes this is something he can do. A way to repay him, just a little bit. Randy didn’t get them into this mess, not exactly, but he can get them far, far away from it. Safety, serenity. A place where no one knows their faces. He can find that for Benson. He can take him there. He can make sure he wakes up somewhere better than the shithole behind them.

He eases his foot down on the gas, coaxes the needle on the speedometer up and over 80. The car huffs a protest, but it obeys.

Good boy, he thinks, and he smiles.

Benson stirs just after they leave Iowa. It’s still dark out, but the horizon is starting to bleed pink. He sits up slowly, stretches, nearly elbows Randy in the face. “Fuck,” he groans, “what time is it?”

“Breakfast time, almost,” Randy says. “Just looking for somewhere to stop.”

Benson blinks around the sleep in his eyes, peers through the window into the dark rushing by. “Where are we?”

“Wisconsin. Or maybe Minnesota. I’m not…a hundred percent sure.”

Benson furrows his brow. “Jesus Christ, Randy. You break the fuckin' sound barrier?”

“No,” Randy says calmly. “Everyone speeds on the interstate. You just keep an eye on it, it's fine.”

Benson gives him a long look and for a second, Randy thinks he might be mad. But then he breaks into a grin, chuckles, shakes his head and stretches again. His shirt rides up and in the dark of the dawn Randy can just make out the triangle of hair on his stomach. He bites his cheek.

“Speed Demon Bradley. Who’d’ve thought.” Benson yanks the backrest up, sits back and looks out with fresh eyes on new scenery. “You got a destination in mind, captain?”

Randy does. Has for the last few hundred miles. “Yeah. I was thinking…maybe Lake Superior?”

“What's so superior about it?”

“I don't know, it's…really big. Like…huge. I just thought…it would probably be pretty. I’d–I’d like to see it.” With you. I'd like you to be there too.

He glances over and Benson is staring at him with an odd look on his face.

“...what?” Randy says.

Benson starts nodding, frowning thoughtfully, then reaches over and thumps Randy on the chest. “Then let's go see it.”

The impact echoes through his heart and lungs. “Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah. Randy makin’ decisions.” Benson claps his hands once, loud. “I like it. You wanna go see some big fuckin’ lake? I'm all for it.”

Randy fights a grin and doesn't know why, so he stops, lets it come, feels the stretch of it across his face. “Cool.”

Randy looks over and thinks he’s beautiful. Bloody knuckles, bad attitude, and all. He lets that thought linger for one, two, three seconds before it blows out the window like a wayward receipt.

“Cool.”

Benson rolls down the window and sticks his head out like a dog. The air whipping into the car smells nothing like home. His hair blows back and he squints into the wind, the early sun kissing his cheeks pink.

“I can take over,” Benson offers over his shoulder. “I’m guessin' you need a break.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Randy squeezes his hands on the wheel at ten and two. “I got it. I'm good.”

And he really means it.

#ace rambles #friendo meg <3 #the passenger 2023

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searchingamongstars · 7 years ago

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Taggy Tags - Question Edition

I was tagged by @ichibri ♡ ♡ ♡ (sorry this is late, but much love ~ ! ! ! ♡)

RULES: ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS AND TAG SOME PEOPLE

I’m tagging any of my Sheithy followers who’d like to do this~ :)

Questions under 'read more' ~

THE LAST

1. DRINK: Cherry Pomegranate Punch

2. PHONE CALL: dad

3. TEXT MESSAGE: also dad

4. SONG YOU LISTENED TO: 'End Titles - The Last Guardian Suite' (The Last Guardian OST)

5. TIME YOU CRIED: Exact date? Not entirely sure, but definitely sometime about 1-2 weeks ago

6. DATED SOMEONE TWICE: never

7. KISSED SOMEONE AND REGRETTED IT: thankfully, no

8. BEEN CHEATED ON: so far, not yet

9. LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL: yes, though I think that's something everyone has to experience some point in their lifetime

10. BEEN DEPRESSED: a little more than usual lately, but I'm trying my best to push through it

11. GOTTEN DRUNK AND THROWN UP: haha; yeah, no, alcohol's not my thing

3 FAVOURITE COLOURS

12. Blues

13. Purples

14. All shades/colors really (though combinations that go well together get me good)

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

15. MADE NEW FRIENDS: hell yes~ ♡ ;)

16. FALLEN OUT OF LOVE: I don't think so...?

17. LAUGHED UNTIL YOU CRIED: not cried, but definitely gave my abs a good workout with how much I was laughing

18. FOUND OUT SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU: does family count?

19. MET SOMEONE WHO CHANGED YOU: Yes

20. FOUND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE: I've become marginally better over the years at being able to tell what kind of people I mesh well with, so making/keeping friends is usually easier for me now

21. KISSED SOMEONE ON YOUR FACEBOOK LIST: Don't much like facebook, nor do I have one under my actual name

GENERAL

22. HOW MANY OF YOUR FACEBOOK FRIENDS DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE: About five of them

23. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS: quite a few turtles, some goldfish/catfish, and a mixed chihuahua ~

24. DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME: I'm fine with it :)

25. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY: WENT TO IHOP BECAUSE I WANTED ME SOME BLUEBERRY PANCAKES (and damn were they good, too)

26. WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP: 10:20am (which is pretty late for me)

27. WHAT WERE YOU DOING AT MIDNIGHT LAST NIGHT: writing/watching videos of youtubers yelling/raging at a mini golf video game

28. NAME SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR: THE DAY I'LL BE ABLE TO WRITE W/O HATING IT AUTOMATICALLY AFTERWARDS (Voltron s4 and general happiness count too tho)~

29. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM: 30ish minutes ago I think?

31. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW: 'Arrival of The Birds' by Cinematic Orchestra

32. HAVE YOU EVER TALKED TO A PERSON NAMED TOM: not yet, but I wouldn't mind meeting a Tom someday ~

33. SOMETHING THAT IS GETTING ON YOUR NERVES: My overwhelming desire to write/draw stuff being greater than my actual ability to create stuff I'll actually be satisfied with

34. MOST VISITED WEBSITE(S): tumblr, twitter, and youtube ~

35. HAIR COLOUR: a really dark brown that practically looks black

36. LONG OR SHORT HAIR: long rn (almost halfway to my back, but I usually wear it up a lot); I like it short too tho :)

37. DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE: haven't for a bit of a while now, actually...;

38. WHAT DO YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: my imagination/capability to daydream to music

39. PIERCINGS: just the ears, which I don't use that often

40. BLOOD TYPE: I WISH I KNEW, MAN :,)

41. NICKNAME: just my first name: Katsuu

42. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single

43. ZODIAC: Cancer

44. PRONOUNS: she/her

45. FAVOURITE TV SHOW: Voltron, Haikyuu, and a whole lotta others ~

46. TATTOOS: none rn, but temporary ones are fun and I'd consider actually getting a real one sometime if I ever had good enough of a reason

47. RIGHT OR LEFT HANDED: right handed

48. SURGERY: nothing so far

49. SPORT: Nothing competitive, but I’ll play anything that’s just for fun ~

50. VACATION: Most memorable was to Orlando for Universal and Disney world (hope to visit Britain/Ireland/Japan sometime in my life)

51. PAIR OF TRAINERS: You mean shoes, right? Converse for everyday use outside the house, but my favorite pair of shoes ever are my Victorian style heels ~

MORE GENERAL

53. EATING: just made a pizza for the very first time that tasted great~

54. DRINKING: fresh clean air

55. I’M ABOUT TO: craft something for a friend

56. WAITING FOR: VOLTRON S4 DAMN IT

57. WANT: a lot of things, but rn, the will to write more to my story comfortably

58. GET MARRIED: can't tell rn honestly, but I hope the right person comes along

WHICH IS BETTER:

60. HUGS OR KISSES: warm & tender hugs for days

61. LIPS OR EYES: both

62. SHORTER OR TALLER: not too tall and not too short (in the middle I guess?)

63. OLDER OR YOUNGER: older/same age

64. NICE ARMS OR NICE STOMACH: nice personality

65. HOOK UP OR RELATIONSHIP: Relationship

66. TROUBLEMAKER OR HESITANT: a good combination of both I think~

HAVE YOU EVER:

67. KISSED A STRANGER: nope

68. DRANK HARD LIQUOR: nay

69. LOST GLASSES/CONTACT LENSES: UNDER THE BED SEVERAL TIMES NOW (and I typically can't see shit when trying to look for them)

70. TURNED SOMEONE DOWN: with much guilt: yes

71. SEX ON THE FIRST DATE: heck no

72. BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART: hurt them unintentionally, but maybe not broken their heart

73. HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN: I can't tell for sure, since I know I can always feel worse

74. BEEN ARRESTED: not yet thankfully

75. CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED: yes

76. FALLEN FOR A FRIEND: yeah

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

77. YOURSELF: as much as I can on any given day

78. MIRACLES: I hope for them, but that's not to say I expect them

79. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT: not a genuine love; but do I believe in attraction/curiosity at first sight? Yes.

80. SANTA CLAUS: he's dead to me

81. KISS ON THE FIRST DATE: Depends how comfortable I feel with the person beforehand

82. ANGELS: not necessarily, but spirits are a thing for me

OTHER:

83. EYE COLOUR: brown

84. FAVOURITE MOVIE: LOTR/The Hobbit Series, Pride & Prejudice (2005)

:) ☆

#Katsuu #taggy #questions

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owolau · 7 years ago

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For the ask thing, I'm on mobile so literally all of them or the ones you haven't answered yet

thaaaaaat’s a lot and i got like, 5 from the disgusting squad so might as well do everything here

(1) Do You Sleep With Your Closet Doors Open Or Closed?

i am physically unable to sleep if those are open

(2) Do You Have Freckles?

nah

(3) Can You Whistle?

not at all

(4) Last Song You Listened To.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ last thing i searched was this cover of Jump Up, Super Star!

(5) What Is Your Favourite Colour?

probably lilac

(6) Relationship Status.

taken…so nice to answer this question like this

(7) What Is The Temperature Right Now?

31ºC (or 87ºF, according to google), this is pretty chill for a summer day

(8) Did You Wake Up Cranky?

EVERY SINGLE TIME

(9) How Many Followers?

116

(10) Zodiac Sign.

scorpio

(11) What Is Your Eye Colour?

dark maroon brown

(12) Take A Vitamin Daily?

nope

(13) Do You Sing In The Shower?

nay

(14) What Books Are You Reading?

does manga count? i guess i’m on the middle of the second volume of akuma no riddle

(15) Grab The Book Nearest To You, Turn To Page 64, Give Me Line 14.

“aceitar tr. y prnl. Untar, bañar con aceite.”

(16) Favourite Anime?

code geass! …jojo’s is catching up

(17) Last Person You Cried In Front Of?

parents

(18) Do You Collect Anything?

ehhhh the fire emblem amiibos i guess

(19) What Did You Have For Lunch?

pasta

(20) Do You Dance In The Car?

(21) Favourite Animal?

again ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ penguins i think?

(22) Do You Watch The Olympics?

(23) What Time Do You Usually Go To Bed?

…4am

(24) Are You Wearing Makeup Right Now?

nah

(25) Do You Prefer To Swim In A Pool Or The Ocean?

i’d swim across the ocean!pool

(26) Favourite Tumblr Blog?

there are plenty of cool ones, there’s mine, mel’s and loptyr’s is damn fine

(27) Bottled Water Or Tap Water?

bottled water full stop

(28) What Makes You Happy?

my continued existence and most people involving it

(29) Post A Gif Of What You’re Currently Feeling Right Now.

(30) Do You Study Better With Or Without Music?

with

(31) Dogs Or Cats?

catgirls

(32) If You Were A Crayon What Colour Would You Be?

blue is nice i guess

(33) PlayStation Or Xbox.

Nintendo Switch

(34) Would You Swim In The Lake Or Ocean?

this time ocean wins

(35) Do You Believe In Magic?

i don’t believe, tragically

(36) What Colour Shirt Are You Wearing?

dark blue

(37) Can You Curl Your Tongue?

nop

(38) Do You Save Money Or Spend It?

save it to spend it later

(39) Is There Anything Pink Within 10 Feet Of You?

i guess? it’s the wario smash amiibo’s pink pants

(40) Do You Have Any Obsessions Right Now?

How To Dry Ocean

(41) Have You Ever Caught A Butterfly?

nay

(42) Are You Easily Influenced By Other People?

yUP

(43) Do You Have Strange Dreams?

not often

(44) Do You Like Going On Airplanes?

they’re nice, better than boats

(45) Name One Movie That Made You Cry.

star wars ep1 made me cry from boredom this is the last time i cried btw

(46) Peanuts Or Sunflower Seeds?

peanuts

(47) If I Handed You A Concert Ticket Right Now, Who Would You Want The Performer To Be?

……hatsune miku as well

(48) Are You A Picky Eater?

YUP

(49) Are You A Heavy Sleeper?

extremely so

(50) Do You Fear Thunder / Lightning?

(51) Do You Like To Read / Write?

…not really

(52) Do You Like Your Music Loud?

nah

(53) Would You Rather Carve Pumpkins Or Wrap Presents?

butchering pumpkins sounds fun but it’d leave a mess, so present wrapping

(54) Put Your Music On Shuffle, What Is The First Song That Came Up?

Hatsune Miku - Tell Your World

(55) What Season Are You In Right Now? (Weather)

mediterranean summer of doom

(56) What Are You Craving Right Now?

mel. i could go for some fries right now…i could always go for some fries

(57) Post A Screenshot Of Your Tumblr Feed.

(58) What Is Your Gender?

cis male

(59) Coffee Or Tea?

chocolate milk

(60) Do You Have Any Homework Right Now? If So, What Is It About?

hardly, considering i’m in the summer between high school and university

(61) What Is Your Sexuality?

mel beat me to an equation for a straight line so huh, that

(62) Do You Make Your Bed In The Morning?

…no

(63) Favourite Pokemon?

chandelure!

(64) Favourite Social Media?

tumblr wins by default cuz it’s the only one i use…

(65) What’s Your Opinion On Instagram Stories?

ehhhh they’re fun i guess? not like i use them

(66) Do You Get Homesick?

not really

(67) Are You A Virgin?

tragically so

(68) What Shampoo And Conditioner Are You Using Right Now?

we’re out of the one i usually use…this is my replacement

(69) If You Were Far From Home And Needed To Sleep For The Night, Would You Choose To Rent A Crappy Motel Room For $60 Or Sleep In Your Car For Free? (also asked by bell)

don’t underestimate what i’d do for 60 bucks

(70) Are Both Of Your Blood Parents Still In Your Life?

(71) Whats The Next Movie You Want To See In Theaters?

i am completely uninterested in the film world, i just tag along with my friends

(72) Do You Miss Your Ex?

not like i have an ex to miss

(73) What Is Your Favourite Quote Right Now?

last week i said some really quotable bs but now i forgot it so we’re all in mourning

(74) What Eye Colour Do You Find Sexiest?

blue and green are cute and fancy and all but brown is where it’s at

(75) Did You Like Swinging As A Child? Do You Still Get Excited When You See A Swing Set?

the swings are the most powerful liminal space of them all

(76) What Was The Last Thing You Ate?

pistachios

(77) What Games Do You Have On Your Phone?

fire emblem heroes and the magikarp one, but i only play feh

(78) Would You Give A Homeless Person CPR If They Were Dying? Why Or Why Not?

duh, what heartless jackass wouldn’t?

(79) Been On The Computer For 5 Hours Straight?

only 5? weak

(80) Stalked Someone On A Social Network?

why would i

(81) Do You Like Meeting New People?

tricky question. depends on my mood

(82) Do You Wear Rings? If You Do, Take A Picture Of Them.

i don’t wear any hand accessories (or any accessories for that matter)

(83) Do You Sleep With Your Bedroom Door Open Or Closed?

closed

(84) What Are Three Things You Did Today? (asked by both bell and mel, i’ll list 6)

roasted myself under the brutal sun, cooked some pasta, watched jojo’s, watched mel’s private hentai stream for the disgusting discord squad, slept, moved my tablenot necessarily in that order

(85) What Do You Wear To Bed? (mel asked this!)

pjs! if it’s very hot i’ll take my shirt off, maybe

(86) List All Of Your Different Beauty Products You Have Right Now.

this pretty face needs no beauty products! bs olau you get a beauty mask every so often

(87) Are You A Day Or Night Person?

when you spend your day in front of a computer, does it really matter?evening & night > morning & midday imo

(88) List All Of Your Video Games On Your Phone, Console Etc.

i’ll cut this short by listing all the games in my laptop

Fire Emblem: Thracia 776

it’s a new laptop and i got almost no games in it lmaoooooooo

(89) Tell Me About A Dream That You Had And When It Happened.

…i can’t recall any dreams rn whoops