#not real hopeful im getting anywhere but ya know

[glitch-e-stardust]

might as well throw this up over here too.

"...We're not dead yet, are we? It'll all be f i n e"

Do you like timeloops? Existential crisis? Rock Paper Scissors.. [Indie RP Blog - Transcribed by Glitch]

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[shypen]

ㅤ — ༿ີ۪۪  ͏ ͏ 𝓫e quiet. ⠀⠀𓋜‎ 𝓢JY

𝓼ypnosis . when you wanna go on a movie date with him, he agrees, but can’t find two seats seated together. he buys one seat without you knowing, hoping you’d sit on his lap during the movie. ✧‎ ‎ ㅤ 𝓰enre . smut 3.4k

𝓬ontains . lap sitting, public sex, sucking, cockwarming, riding, petnames, unprotected (im sorry) ++

𝓹airings . horny!jake x female!reader

req status . taking rqs!!

MINORS DNI

note . reminder everything here is FICTIONAL, meaning NOTHING HERE IS REAL!! these things never happened. | yes some things here are references to some fanfics i read WHAT ABOUT IT!!! moving on. working on this was so much fun i hope you like it!! this is the most words ive ever written and my second smut

© shypen 2024. do not copy, plagiarize or repost.

“shoot,” jake murmurs under his breath as he stares down at the employee. he lets out a frustrated groan before sucking it up. “it’s okay, we’ll just take one ticket,” he sighs, angrily snatching the ticket from the poor staff’s hand. “here,” he speaks through gritted teeth, handing the worker their money for the ticket.

well, the cinema is spacious; with enough room for people to move around without feeling crowded, but the amount of chairs are sadly limited. there unfortunately aren’t any two seats next to each other for the both of you.

thats when the lightbulb went off in jake’s head.

was it wrong? yes. but he cant just let all the information he got from pornwatching go to waste.

he walks over to you and grabs your hand without saying a word, pulling you away from the snack line, hiding his smile as you two head to the room where the movie is screening. “what’s wrong??” you mutter, noticing his strange behaviour. he drags you to the seat he bought, letting go of your hand. he plops down onto the singular seat, patting his lap. “wait wh—” you barely manage to let out your sentence before he holds your wrist and pulls you onto his lap.

“jake, what are you doing..” you mumble as he wraps his hands around your waist, pulling you closer to him so your head rests on his shoulder and your back is pressed against his chest. “there was only one seat available,” he explains, avoiding eye contact. “the movie’s starting.”

you place your full attention on the huge projector in front of you as the movie begins to play. that’s until jake repositions himself and you can finally feel what he was hiding from you. not so hidden now, huh, jake sim?

“h—hey-” you stammer as you feel his hardness through your clothed clit, catching you off guard. he smirks at you. “what’s wrong?” he pouts mockingly, tightening his grasp on your waist so you’re unable to go anywhere. “focus on the movie,” he demands, his eyes glancing back at the screen. but you cant focus— not when you can feel his bulge through your thin skirt. and oh boy was it making you wet already, but this is a public setting, sadly.

guess jake must’ve noticed. he looks back at you. “soaking wet already hm?” he says in a hushed tone, careful so no one could hear. “be grateful we’re sitting at the back,” he smiles as his hand travels to caress your thigh, then moving to your inner thigh. “jake— we’re gonna get caught..” you express your concerns as he gets dangerously close to your clothed core. “you’re right, so stay quiet for me, will ya?” he asks, hand going under your skirt and lowering your panties ‘til it’s fully off.

“shoot—” you wince as he removes your panties, especially because now his hardness can be felt even more, and it’s driving you insane. he barely wastes any time in gently pushing you slightly off of him so he can remove his gray sweatpants, revealing his oh so large cock, and you can already spot precum dripping down. he immediately drags you back onto his lap, giving you no time to react or adjust before making his cock slip into you. you would’ve moaned out so loud if it wasn’t for him generously placing his thumb in your mouth. “suck on it,” he orders, signaling to suck on his thumb. you nod, simply obeying him as he groaned, loud enough for you to hear, and thankfully not loud enough for others to hear.

“you’re already so tight baby,” he silently moans as he places his thumb slightly deeper into your mouth. you’re more confused than ever at the moment; seeing this side of your boyfriend honestly is so thrilling, but here? now? you try to fight off the urge to ride him, considering basically everyone could notice, but they thankfully don’t. you reposition yourself slightly so it’d be more comfortable, but you stop when you feel his cock twitch inside you. you suck on his thumb more to keep yourself from whimpering. “mfh shoot.. stop moving,” he whispers in a hushed tone, his australian accent strong. his voice sends shivers down your spine, and you comply to his request, almost immediately freezing on his lap.

“so obedient.. such a good girl,” you hear him mutter, and you clench around him. if it weren’t for your baggy, oversized t-shirt you two would’ve been caught by now. him calling you a good girl only makes you more impatient.

whatever, if you grind your hips forward slightly, would he notice? he’s too focused on the movie, right?

so you do just that. you close your eyes shut as you do, staying quiet becoming your main challenge today.

whew, he didn’t notice.

or atleast you think.

his warm and slim hand wraps around your throat, and you can feel his breath near the nape of your neck.

shoot.

“needy, are we?” he chuckles lowly, moving his hand from your neck to your waist. one of his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you back and forth on his cock, and you shiver. your whimper gets cut off by you sucking on his thumb again, feeling more thankful than ever that it was there. he lifts you up ‘til nothing but the tip was left inside of you, then lets go of you so you slip in his cock. your gasp gets interrupted by jake turning your head slightly, removing his thumb from your mouth and slamming his lips on yours, not warning you as he sneaks his tongue in your mouth. his lips moving with your rhythmically makes your head spin. he swallows your moans for you.

unfortunately the ethereal moment that left you breathless had to stop when jake pulls away. “so annoyingly noisy,” he sighs, voice husky and deep. he brings his thumb that you sucked and licked to his mouth and licks it, tasting you as he does. you hear a muffled mffh from him when he sucks on his thumb. he pulls his thumb away, then puts two hands on your waist. he taps your waist twice, giving you permission to finally ride him, and you hide your smile.

before you could even move he holds you still as he thrusts up into you, causing you to react by biting down on your lip, holding in your sounds. gulping, you decide to speak up. “j-jake—” you stutter, attempting to protest, but he groans in your ear before you had a chance to say anything more. “shoot, baby.. say my name again..”

that petname again..

you obediently obey and you mutter out his name, causing him to let out a soft moan. he starts to thrust into you again, but slowly and sensually. that doesn’t last long though, the first second he’s taking his time and the next he’s thrusting in and out of you in a fast pace. sloppy but surprisingly quiet slapping sounds can be heard. if it wasn’t for the movie volume, you two would’ve got caught by now.

you react to his thrusts with soft ‘hmph hmph hmph’ sounds, clenching around him more. “mmhf you’re— shoot.. so tight baby,” he gasps, his heavy aussie accent slipping out. his stupidly huge cock and groans are making is increasingly difficult to stay silent for so long. without giving you time to think, he goes as fast as he can, his cock slipping in and out of you in an incredibly rapid pace, causing you to throw your head back and let out a deep but quiet moan.

you roll your hips a little to feel more of him and oh goodness did it work. you felt his cock vein against your walls once you did that, causing you to do it again, and again.

“ngh— jake pleasepleasepleaseplease,” you whisper his name and the word ‘please’ repeatedly, and you could feel his cock twitch inside of you again.

you and jake’s breathing are uneven and heavy, and there’s no denying you were close. by the looks of it, jake is too; the way he’s biting his lip, eyes closed shut in pleasure. “jake..” you say, the mention of his name again driving him absolutely insane. “i’m c-close..” you tell him, and he nods. “cum with me, okay?”

he removes one hand from your waist so he can place his thumb in your pretty little mouth again, something for you to suck on to distract yourself as you release all over his throbbing cock.

and you did exactly that along with jake cumming the same time as you. the pleasure makes you let out a muffled moan as your tongue caresses his thumb. you hear him let out a pleasured sigh from behind you. “mfh you feel so good, baby..” you hear him saying. you try to get off his cock but he tightens his grasp on your waist. “you’re not going anywhere after all of that,” he says, and you notice a smile in his voice.

“stay like this for the entire movie. can you do that for me, baby?” he adds, getting closer to your neck. “yes..” you reply, voice trembling from his cock stretching you out.

a hushed “good girl,” comes out from his soft lips. he starts to leave a trail of kisses down your neck. “taste so good,” he groans in your ear, licking and sucking on your neck.

he bites down on a sensitive spot on your neck, and a soft gasp escapes your lips, biting down on your lower lip. he soothes the pain by licking the bite. you wanna protest but your afraid if you stop biting on your lip that you’d let out another moan, you can’t risk that happening, but with what jake is doing, it’s gonna be hard to stay quiet.

“you’re doing so well for me baby.. ‘movie’s almost done,” he praises, and you can feel your cheeks grow warm. he sneaks his slim hand under your shirt and the coldness of his hands catch you off guard. with his other hand, he plays with your bra strap. your bra falls from your chest and almost immediately, he wraps his hands around your tits, cupping them. he kneads your supple skin before placing two fingers around your nipples, rolling them gently. a soft moan escapes your mouth.

you let out a sigh of relief when you spot the credits roll on the projector. “jake.. the movie’s over,” you inform him, but he sighs, frustrated. “fine,” he reluctantly groans, giving you permission to get off of him. you nod and stand up, getting off of his cock with a pop sound. he helps you put your panties and bra on, and in return you help him pull up his sweatpants.

“i’m gonna go to the restroom real quick,” you mutter, voice slightly quivering. “k” is all jake responds with and you immediately sprint off to the bathroom, only to regain your composure from what happened. theres a long hallway and then a turn at the end to go to the bathroom, and as you’re about to turn, you feel long fingers grab your wrist.

before you could react, the person traps you against a wall, your chest against the wall. by the hands? it’s jake.

“what are you doing..?” you mumble, and you hear him scoff behind you. “do you know how upsetting it was to stop you from screaming my name the entire movie?” he pushes you against the wall more, grabbing your waist as he does. “dumb cocksleeve..” he faces you to the direction of the bathroom and opens the door with one hand, instantly pulling you two in a stall, trapping you against the stall door. he barely gives you a chance to react before hardly pressing his lips into yours, his hands working on sliding down your miniskirt.

you immediately sink into the kiss, too absorbed to see that his hands have already slid down your skirt and are attempting to pull down your panties. he successfully removes them and pulls away from the kiss, a string of saliva still connecting you two before it breaks. he glances down at his sweatpants and he starts to pull them down, and you can already see his hardness. he swiftly removes both his pants and underwear, stepping back a bit as his cock springs out. “suck on it,” he whines. “please.” his desperation creates a familiar wetness pool in your panties. you immediately nod, using the extra space he made for you to get on your knees.

you spread your mouth open and let him insert himself into it, and goodness did it taste good. you wrap your lips around his tip and start to move up and down slowly, sucking on his cock a little, making him let out a loud groan. you pull away to lick on his cock, licking a vein. he moans and grabs your hair, making you lick on his vein with more pressure. “baby,” he sighs in pleasure as you stop licking his vein and start to suck on his cock, moving up and down slowly, trying to get used to his size.

he grips your hand and positions it on the bottom of his cock, hinting at you to rub. you take the signal and start to pump his cock as you simultaneously suck on it, increasing your pace. you can already taste precum leaking from his tip, the taste so incredibly intoxicating. you whimper against his cock, sending vibrations through his body. he shudders in response. you can hear his small pants as you continue to devour his cock. words are coiled at jake’s throat, coming out as desperate whimpers, craving for more.

jake’s breath hitches as he starts to feel his release coming closer, and he brings his hand to yours, guiding you to help jerk him off faster. naturally, you suck him faster to, and that was enough to get him to cum inside your mouth with a groan, a wave of pleasure washing over him. “swallow,” he grunts, panting heavily as he attempts to recover from the situation.

he shuts his eyes closed to gain his composure only to flutter his eyes back open so he can catch the beautiful glimpse of you swallowing his cum, almost pathetically whining at the sight; your tongue licking your lips for more of his taste, shoot, it makes him go crazy.

you gaze up at him, eyes filled with silent pleads as you do, an immediate invite for him to completely ruin you. he smirks at you and extends his hand to help you stand up. one minute you were standing up, the next you’re pinned against the stall walls by your boyfriend, undressing you impatiently.

he successfully takes the last piece off of you, (your panties), leaving you in only your oversized shirt. he lets out a silent moan. “look so perfect,” he mutters under his breath as he throws your piece of cloth on the ground. his pants are still down, and so he wastes no time in lifting his cock up to your already so wet hole, dragging his slightly leaking tip up and down your slit slowly. “so wet for me already..”

“j-jake—” you choke out, feeling the stretch from just the head of his length. “what’s wrong baby?” he mocks teasingly, almost immediately thrusting fast and deep into you with no warnings. your lips quiver as you cry out his name followed by a whimper, eyes closing shut as you try to adjust. jake caresses your cheek before kissing it, giving you time to get used to the feeling.

he starts off slowly, giving you painfully slow but deep thrusts. jake’s impatience takes over however, harshly burying his whole cock inside you. his pace increases slightly, and both of your heavy pants fill the silence of the bathroom. “ugmf- jake..” you whine, feeling his veins around your walls. “so tight for me, baby..” he grunts, beginning to move faster. jake leans forward, his forehead resting on yours. you spot him licking his lips, hands traveling to your waist.

he pulls his cock out, gliding it across your wet slit, teasing you as you whine. “jake.. p-please..” you pathetically whimper, eyes half-lidded as you glance up at him, his eyes darkening as he sees you desperate beneath him. he thrusts into you, his balls slapping against your clit as he slams his whole length inside. you throw your head back, becoming an embarrassing moaning mess under him. “so tight for me,” he coos, voice trembling from how soft your walls feel around his cock. his low australian accent sends shivers down your spine. the pleasure, the moans coming from your mouth, the filthy squelching sounds from how wet you are only makes him groan from how satisfyingly dirty it is. if it wasn’t for his freakishly strong hands holding your waist your legs would’ve gave in.

your hands travel to his shoulders, squeezing his clothing each time he harshly thrusts into you. his eyebrows sexily furrow at the pleasure, a low grunt escaping his mouth. his thumb begins to rub sloppy circles on the side of your stomach, his head leaning in to slam his plump lips against yours. he groans into the kiss, the vibration going straight to your clit, making you wetter than you already were. you let out a gasp, and jake doesn’t waste the opportunity to intrude his tongue into your mouth. he plunges his cock in and out of your core, both of you becoming more vocal as the noises you two held back at the screening finally comes out in muffled moans against each other’s mouths. he pulls away to catch his breath, both of you unevenly panting as he pistons into your wet tightness mercilessly.

you feel the knot in your stomach tense and tighten with each thrust, your mind foggy and spinning from his big cock in you. “feel so—” he grunts, interrupting himself with a moan. “so good..” he speeds up, whimpers escape your lips without your control. you squeeze his shoulders tight ‘til your knuckles turn white, sure to leave marks but jake didn’t pay attention to it. rather he was more turned on by it, rutting his length into you deeper and faster. both of your pants grow heavier, his balls slapping your cheeks echoed a repeated clapping noise all around the bathroom. “ngh— jake.. shoot..” you whine, jake tightening his grip on your waist as a response. “that’s it.. let me hear you, baby..” he speaks, tone breathy and deep.

you bury your head in his chest, whining in satisfaction. you can hear his australian accent dripping off his moans as his tip reaches your cervix. your hips move with his, allowing his cock to reach places you never have with your fingers. the new angle only makes jake feel more aroused, thrusting into your tight hole repeatedly. your mouth gapes open at the feeling, feeling your second orgasm of the day get closer each time he pulls his cock in and out of you. “love my cock, yeah?” he grunts, his cock twitching inside of you. “s’ good.. m’ c-close..” you cry, fingers gently digging into his shoulders. “mmfh— me too, baby,” he groans, his hand circling the side of your stomach makes its way down to your clit, circling it instead. the sudden added pressure elicits a high moan from you, balling your hands into a fist and squeezing.

“j-jake..” you let out between pants, barely above a whisper. he doesn’t respond, simply inserting two fingers inside of you, a whimper escaping your mouth. “cum,” he commands, and you nod, lips trembling. he circles and thrusts you faster and you feel your mind starting to spin, a wave of pleasure washes over you as the knot in your stomach finally snaps. his cock pulses and twitches as he releases shortly after you, shooting his hot load into your tightness.

the next 30 seconds is pure silence, the only sounds being you and jake’s heavy pants. he breaks the silence, wrapping his hands around your waist and kissing your collarbones, murmuring tiny “are you okay?”’s against your skin, pouting. you nod and reach for his head, ruffling his hair. “lets go home,” he mutters.

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note 2 . THE TEASER BLEWW UPPP OMG TY!! if you like this please REBLOG with tags and commentary ! i worked extremely hard on this fic and i’d appreciate it sososososo much !! mwahh thank u for reading ♡

[myunghology]

something about you!

summary — you decide to (playfully and affectionately) bother mika during his sewing time, to which he doesn't seem to really mind.

pairings — mika kagehira x gender neutral reader.

tw — NONE?? i think.. established relationship. reader appreciation real

a/n — @luvizna MIPA 💓💓.. THIS IS SUPER SHORT im sorry huhu 😭

A quiet and comfortable silence filling up the empty room as your boyfriend works on his sewing, a soft hum coming out of his lips.

Well, that's until—

"Mika!" You squeal, sneaking up behind him as he jumps from the sudden sound of your voice. "[N-name]! How'd 'ya even.." He trails off, looking back to face you, wondering how'd you get in without him noticing you.

You giggle at his reaction as he starts to calm down, before you sit on the opposite side of him, asking: "Working on something again?" You tilt your head, resting it on the palm of your hand.

He nods, raising it up so you can look at it clearly, making you gasp.

"You told me that 'ya liked little charms.. And that 'ya liked cats, so.. I made a small lil' pusheen keychain to go on the zipper of your bag, or anywhere else, really." He explains, before continuing to stitch the sides up.

A soft and content smile creeps up onto his face, determined to do his best just because you're watching, and especially because it was for you.

You smile softly, before tucking strands of hair that was bothering him out of his hair and behind his ear, making him freeze, his blush creeping up— an adorable rosy red blush.

Mika clears his throat, before raising his head up to look at you once again, but properly this time. You could've sworn he had heart eyes in that very moment. He just wanted to sit down and admire your face, even just for a while.

And he can't help but think, he hopes you look at him the way he looks at you.

".. 'Yer pretty.." He mindlessly mutters out, before he even realizes and starts stuttering over his words, making you laugh. "Aweee.. It's okay. I think you're pretty too, Mika!"

...?

The older male stays silent for awhile, before covering his face with one hand, and slowly leaning back in his seat in embarrassment, it's almost like you could see smoke on top of his head from how warm he literally is from blushing.

"Mika..? We're dating." You quickly remind him, which was a debatable bad choice as he continues to melt in his seat, before finally getting everything together and fixing his stance. "I know we're dating..!"

"It's just.. It's weird comin' from 'ya. I'm not used to such pretty faces complimentin' me, 'ya understand..?" He tries to hide his blushing face once again, trying to look away from your gaze this time.

You carefully move his hands out the way, cupping his face in return. "I don't think I can ever explain how pretty 'ya look, [Name].. Not even compared to models. Or even the prettiest people out there.." He mutters once more, feeling more relaxed this time.

"There are easier ways to admit you love me, y'know?" You tease, pinching his cheek lightly and tugging on it lightly, as he whines once more.

"Then.. I love 'ya, [Name]."

".. I love you too, Mika."

And the following day, you could be seen with a cute little pusheen keychain on your bag, and with your kisses stained all over Mika's blushing and flustered face.

a/n — loud people r so annoying irl.. it's only acceptable when im the one being loud 🙏

[mommahughes19-23]

No one else but you - Q.H

@_quinnhughes : the number one love of my life❤️ y/n 2 years is the amount of time you have stuck by me, when I came to Vancouver I didn't know it would gift me with the best fucking girl a guy could ask for. I love you for life babygirl💓❤️‍🔥💓❤️‍🔥💓❤️‍🔥💓❤️‍🔥

tagged : @y/username

location : heaven

y/username : QUINN FUCKING HUGHES YOU ASSHOLE! IM CRYING IN THE CLUB OMG. I LOVE YOU MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW AND THANK YOU FOR BEING THE BEST THING TO HAPPEN FOR A CANADA GIRLY LIKE MEEEE 💓❤️

bboeser : this almost made me throw up 🤢

↪ _eliaspettersson : @bboeser for real dude like @_quinnhughes we get it you got the girl.

tdemko30 : happy for ya Quinny and Y/N but y'all are for sure breaking hearts out here

ilyamikheev66 : HUGGY DIDN't WE TALK ABOUT WHAT POSTING YOUR GIRL DOES TO THIS TEAM! tears us apart smh

↪ _quinnhughes : sorry not sorry that she picked me 😬🤫

↪ y/username : OMG Y'ALL I WOULDNT HAVE PICKED ANY ONE IF I KNEW IT CAUSED ISSUES .... and @tdemko30 LEXIE GAVE ME PREMISSION!!!!

bmarch63 : oh damn she your girl ... could have done better with a real man who actually takes and dishes hits 🤡🤷🏻‍♀️ how's the cheek there huggy bear? 🤨

↪ j.tmiller9 : PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me that this was a hack PLEASE

↪ _quinnhughes : @bmarch63 .... you can't be anywhere close to serious with that comment bud. 🤬🤬🤨😤🫨

↪ bboeser : @_quinnhughes PLEASE let me and Coley take him is2g 🤬🤬

↪ y/username : Hey there @bmarch63 it's me... first off how are you going to claim you take hits but throw yourself to the floor when the ref taps you... second off at least Q doesn't cry every other game he plays... and third YOUR SCARY PLEASE GO AWAY I DON'T LIKE YOU🫨

icole28 : o m g @y/username really just did the damn thing... I still second Brocks idea though🤨😤

jackhughes : Watch the fuck out next time we play you it's ON FUCKING SITE I swear. @bmarch63🤬🤬🤬🤬

lhughes_06: goddamn I leave for ONE SUMMER and someones trying it with my future sister wtf is wrong with you big boy @bmarch63 🤬🤨🫨

nicohischier : um as a captain myself and a friend of both y/n and Quinn expect the ENTIRE devils team to be completely ok with some minor penalties against u🤬😤

↪ _quinnhughes : ^ same with the Canucks big bud.

A.N:

FIRST CAN WE PLEASE IGNORE THE CHANGING HAIR COLOR THANKS ILY.

Ok so this was based off my first request: "Omggg I'd be so lovely if you could make one where Quinn hughes is just head over heels for his girl, and he makes this appreciation post with pics he secretly took from her and everyone in the comments just pretending to be annoyed by them but also maybe one player from another team kinda comments like "oh she's you girl?" Cuz he saw her and was into her, creating this sort of jealous/possessive thing in the comments section not just from quinn but everyone who loves em"

made by the LOVE OF MY LIFE NOW @skylershines :) I REALLY REALLY REALLY HOPE YOU LIKE IT and I am so sorry it wasn't quite as long or as interesting as I had hoped to make it but I hope to get better and better with each post :)

Any and all respectful feedback is welcome and I just recently redid my navigation to make it a little easier so I now have a list of who I write for and an ask box :)

xoxoxoxoxoxo, M

[mephalis]

Lungs pushing up daisies - Alt ending

so this is an alternative ending, of what if everything that could go bad, went bad? this is for one comment that asked about it, so here you go! and also fueled by the fact that Argenti did not come home so, yeah :D im debating if i should post another work into the series with just this but i deemed it too short...let me know though if i should? as i am not sure and i thought here would work better LOL! special thanks to Grrrrain who helped me get the flow as well as inspired by some of their own sad hanahaki fic elements! a big inspiration!! click more to enjoy the ending! it follows up from the same fic but the last segment is...different! :D

[3:58]boothill:

What the heck was the name of that drink you got me?? Can’t fudgin’ find it anywhere here, got a mad itchin and i need to scratch it. you son of a nice lady, just had to get me a delicious one. Can’t believe I even forgot to go back and get that last forkin’ drop back at the hotel, what a waste.

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[3:59]boothill:

Also what kind of wine do ya like? I reckon it might be one of these red ones, but the guy is offerin’ me white champagne and what not…real fancy soundin stuff, they might be right up your alley.

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[4:24]boothill:

Too late rosey, i got you this red fudgin’ bottle instead of all the others! Darn son of a gun was trying to make me buy the lot of em, he kept on talkin’ and talkin’. Luckily i got somethin’ that always shut em up real quick. 

Voice text converted into text [4:25]boothill:

For the record, i did forkin’ pay for it. Got kicked out tho just because they get spooked by a gun so easily. Fudgin’ wussies.

Voice text converted into text [7:32]boothill:

You out in the wild or something? First time I got connection and you don’t! Oh yeah right, hope you got some wine glass or what not, don’t ya have to drink them out of these fudgin’ cups? Forgot ‘bout those.

Voice text converted into text [2:05]boothill:

Think ’m bout to see another knight of beauty, found myself at this lil ol’ station and people here are talking and ravin’ about this knight. Doesn’t sound too shabby, they’re sayin a bunch of stuff about bugs and what not…[intangible]-huh? Wait a forkin’ second…–red hair? [intangible] wait, oh shoot, ha! it is you! I can see your ship from here! Fudge, I had to park my forkin’ motor all the way on the opposite side–would you look at that! Wait, if you’re here then why haven't ya answered any of my texts? 

Voice text converted into text [2:12]missed a call from boothill.

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Boothill tsk’d as the phone call ended with a message about some darn fucking voice message mail box, wherein he would have thought the knight might have been busy or far away from cell service to receive his call, Boothill wouldn’t have bat an eye. 

But Argenti’s ship stood right in front of Boothill, and he heard plenty of the folks on the station talking up a storm of how thankful they are for the current residing knight of beauty inside the ship.

“Ey! Rosey!” Boothill banged on the ship’s door, not too rough as he knew how Argenti cared about the exterior of his ship. Despite being a battle knight, Argenti went through many efforts to maintain the ship’s sleek look. 

There was no answer. 

Boothill was patient, he knew to wait for the right shot, to jump on his hunt. But his patience was a fickle friend, present only when he wanted it to be.

(not after he had heard of the knight getting possibly injured, not when Argenti, the man who’d speak up a storm, brimming with words, was this quiet. It had set his nerves on edge.) 

Boothill, maybe overreacting, kicked at the door in frustration. A futile gesture against the unease festering in his gut.  

But the door opened far too easily with a beep, enough for Boothill to realize it hadn’t been locked at all.

Realization struck him with grim certainty; if Argenti had been truly absent from his ship, he wouldn’t have left it wide open, right?

He frowned, and stepped in. 

There was a silent lull inside, Save for the soft hum of machinery and the distant thrum of the engine in the distant background. Only the sounds of his steps, heavy boots clanging on the metal floor echoed. Boothill had the half mind to close the door behind him properly, before frantically walking around with a search for a pretty red rose.

“Argenti? Ya here?” he called out, quicking his pace. Boothill could already hear the scolding of his Pa for his hasty intrustion in his head.

The sight of the lounge brought back the memory of his stay, and how he woke up from such deep slumber to find himself nearly drooling on Argenti’s pillows. 

But Argenti wasn’t there, so Boothill did not give it another thought as he turned. 

He blinked at where Argenti’s personal garden of roses sat, surprised to find a new addition added to the side, and stood beside it, the small figure of a wooden carved horse that he had made. It sat right next to the pot, somehow like it belonged there, like it was associated with the daisies next to it. 

The daisies, shockful arrays of white and yellow, sparkling somehow just like the roses. Not in the same way, but they had some sort of glow to them that Boothill found himself drawn to.

His hand hovered over them, and at once, he could recall how they felt once long before. 

It evoked a memory, soft and easy to tear off, the bundle of rough blanket of wool had many of the petals stuck to it as he once carried a baby–his baby–out of the bed of daisies one sweltereing summer day.

Boothill remembered Argenti once asking him about daisies.

The knight was already a strange fellow, doing whatever he got in his mind when it was aligned with beauty and all that jazz, but it was even a little strange to Boothill. Oddly specific, Where did the fascination of the daisies come from?

Boothill turned once more, not sparing the daisies a second glance. 

There was only one flower he was interested in. 

"Rosey?" Boothill called out again, stepping into the dimly lit shadows of Argenti's bunk. The room was cloaked in darkness, illuminated only by the soft, shifting  hues of the ship. 

However, light sparked on at his mere presence, automated.

Revealing Argenti's blanketed figure, slumped over the bed in an unnatural curve. 

His red hair sprawled from out of the cover like a wave of crimson river, his form held profound stillness that overturned the concern in Boothill’s heart into chilling dread. 

(was he even breathing?)  

"Argenti!" Boothill rushed forward, and at once he was hit immediately with the sharp smell of metal tang in the air that could not be hidden by the flora that always acquainted Argenti's.

blood.

He yanked the blanket off of Argenti, and reached to turn his body to face him all together in one motion. His mind raced with the urgency to assess the damage, aid whatever he could to slow down the bleeding of what might be wounds of the battle he was just in, and to call for help from the outside if they were grave enough to make the ever so preserved knight fall. But when he saw Argenti’s face, all action came to a screeching halt.

It was not an open wound, as Boothill had feared.

Boothill wished it was, as he stared at yellow daisies poking out of Argenti’s bloodied mouth. 

“..Argenti?” his breath hitched as he called out again with a tremor in his voice, pulling the knight into his arms and watched in horror as Argenti’s head drooped, falling down heavily like a ragdoll.

“Hey,” Boothill said with crackling static, desperation creeping in, haunting realization, “wake up, this ain’t funny.” 

Boothill reached to hold his face properly, cupping his pale cheek and ignoring the petal that cascaded its way down. He saw the pot of daisies by the roses, this was just a joke, a cruel joke from Argenti. 

A cruel joke from the world.

The pallor of a skin, like a forgotten rose, Argenti’s complexion was ashen. Dried blood stained his lips and trailed down his chin, the front of his shirt, and daisies spilled over his mouth with the tremble of Boothill’s arms holding him, scattering between them and forgotten. 

Boothill grit his teeth hard enough he could hear the metal, but everything was muted, numb to him as he curled over Argenti’s cold body. Boothill's fingers twitched in a pathetic attempt to hold Argenti gently, afraid to inflict more pain. The abscense of warmth was palpable, even without his senses. 

“Please,” Boothill begged, to Argenti, to anyone. Pressing his ear against Argenti’s chest, despite clearly knowing and his breath caught on his throat with a cry he wasn’t able to shed. 

It’s wrong.

“I love you.”

Argenti had confessed more than once, apparent with what he felt but Boothill ran away from it, from confronting it again, from ever mentioning it. He knew Argenti never moved on, it was obvious with the way the knight looked at him, held on to him, spoke to him, smiled at him that made that undeniable.

Boothill let it all unfold, endured the weight of Argenti’s affection with his own hidden beneath lies and pretend, thinking that this much was fine, as long as Argenti would be fine.

The corpse in arms beg to differ. 

He should have ran away, he should have cut all contact, but like a fucking selfish weak idiot he was he stayed enough for Argenti to die.

If anyone should have died by this cursed thing, it should have been him. 

“I warned you,” Boothill spat, hugging him closer, burying his face into the crook of his shoulder. He couldn’t even pretend when now he felt the cold of his corpse with the skin of his cheek pressed against Argenti’s neck. “Why, why did you keep…” 

Loving me?

Boothill clenched his jaw, burnt with despair, “Ya shouldn’t have it! I still, i still–it ain’t possible so how!?”

His questions and anguished cries were met with silence. 

Boothill had it first, he had been the one to first fall. He still loved Argenti despite it all, but he rejected him. All because he thought it was for the best.

He was the reason Argenti was now dead. 

The devastating cost of his silence, of his lie, now laid bare in front of him. 

The dull green eyes of Argenti’s corpse were devoid of his sparkle. The daisies covered with blood, the motionless sick stillness, a grotesque evidence that his life withered away long gone.

“I’m sorry,” Boothill choked on regret and sorrow, “im sorry, i’m sorry–”

He could only cradle Argenti’s corpse close to him, whispering his love into the void. 

“I love you, i still love you.” 

But his words fell on deaf ears, swallowed by the silence of loss.

[miserywizard]

genderfucked lesbians 🤝🏻🤝🏻🤝🏻 RADIVOJE THAT WAS HIS NAME YES THANKS why do i miss a character ive never had the pleasure of knowing idek and i get it! whatever you decide to do will be the right decision ofc and if you end up making edits to publish it (important edits aside it DID always feel more adult than ya to me but maybe that was wishful thinking) i promise there Will be people who want nothing more than to read abt your silly horrid children! also. also idk if this is of any comfort but people have not forgotten your books and i say this in the non scary way i promise like. im a librarian AND bookseller in the buttcrack of south italy and we're currently reading book 3 in the weekly book club! not everyone on earth was on the hell app at that time and most people understand that a fumble is just a fumble, nothing to be witch hunted for! tbh That whole thing was nightmarish (and confusing!) to witness from the outside so i can't even imagine what recovering from it is like but i genuinely wish you only the best and a very do nooot get a v public full name and everything twitter acc ever again (AND if you're absolutely done talking abt this stuff feel absolutely free to just. Close ur eyes and pretend i didn't send anything at all dhskfj i didn't even follow you here to avoid making u feel weird i would hate to accidentally be the one clown who turns the attention on The Mess rather than your new bunch of lesbians which btw. love them deeply already thank you)

he was such a funky little guy he's some of my finest work. I went 'what if I smush Vax!Critical Role into Palamedes!Locked Tomb what happens' and what happens is: the worst most pedantic boy alive.

lol i mean the entire basis of the book was every bonkers decision he makes comes from his genuine and real fear that Someone Is Going to Literally Eat Him so it's probably adult. Idk i reread blessed monsters for the first time since 2021 at the beginning of the year and went 'oh we were very generous calling this book YA...'

that is. genuinely so very very sweet thank you <3

LOL i haven't logged into my twitter since 2021 i anticipate it will get deleted for inactivity someday and the impulse to make an account on any new twitter-like only comes from a place of missing friends that are mostly long gone and probably wouldn't interact with me in public anyway. so! i doubt i'll be anywhere than here and instagram, honestly.

i'm far more comfortable talking about it now. At this point it feels... silly? I did what I could, regardless of the fact that it feels like I did literally everything wrong in the moment. If people who were not involved are still mad about it, then, why do you care so much? If people who were involved are still mad that's fine and reasonable, though, again, a little silly.*

i love my lesbians very much hope i get to publish the books with my lesbians.

[narwhalandchill]

ok misc stream thoughts!!!

ANYWAY livestream over nice 30 pulls of aventurine funds for anni!!!! they didnt do anything insane but honestly it was kinda cope to expect them to, ratio for free was clearly a more of a spontaneous move and hes available throughout anniversary anyway so the "another 5*" were.... a little over the top im sorry wjkjwdjkwdjk altho i wouldnt have complained obviously. a free himeko or sth couldve been on theme for the cosmodussy event but eh cant be helped

im actually glad for the skippability of the reruns 😭😭 like i have luocha n jingliu (+ LC for latter) so by skipping acheron for now im gonna have a nice time getting aventurine and most likely his LC (2/3 of his 4* LC selection is so sad tho), love that fucker hope he gets to do proper mayhem in story too. cool death talk please dont actually die yourself for real for real tho i will be sad. like i do think its based of aventurine to pull off a stunt that appears to be what we in the business might call a certified chapter 5 komaeda moment but. ahahaha nooo dont actually die youre such a funny hat man .

(also sick boss form is sick but . bootleg FL im sorry aventurine. they hit perfection already and theyre never fucking topping the galaxy cape cyclops eye beak mask drip i swear JSWJWJDKWJKDWJK but also yes me biased? in favor of that ginger? i could never)

but it seems ill have a solid time getting aventurine and saving up for now??? since i dont think im too interested in robin or boothill either. i was kinda worried topaz' rerun would be in 2.1 for IPC antics with aventurine bc i am kinda curious abt pulling for her but now its gonna be 2.2 at the earliest so. Phew

the stream ran a bit too long lmao but like overall i tend to like the dev discussions so most of it was still neat, altho downside of dev streams is that not knowing chinese i cant just like. afk and listen on headphones and go get water or something 💀💀 and they were definitely dragging stuff out on purpose no way they werent but eh. people will live its just bideo game livestream. and like these folks do hard work on the game they can yap about what they do sometimes its only right lmao

leakers public shaming session was definitely a jumpscare but i do genuinely empathize w shaoji on that one. like. ive always been one for kit + banner leaks first and foremost and story leaks just. i dont care for them much. ive had my share of looking at them occasionally but i definitely agree with the way story leaks either by themselves or when misconstrued and misinterpreted really fucking mess with the intended experience for any given story and how that must feel like shit for the writers. like if story leaks stopped happening altogether id be perfectly content. and thats just ppl who look at story leaks on purpose cuz. im not going to even begin w how like. yes the leaks subreddits and most big leakers do spoiler warnings and keep the story stuff spoilered. but then theres literally the entire rest of the internet where shit gets spread untagged and without warnings the second they are posted anywhere at all and how that fucking ruins peoples experiences. like its 1 thing to click at a spoiler tagged post knowingly and get ur experience messed up with. but when u dont even want to see it its rly fucking bad and i v well understand condemning all story leaks (even those properly flagged) just on that basis alone. but yeah actually felt bad for him there and see where he was coming from for sure, even as a consumer of leaks

ok well that sure was a wall of text. didnt expect to write that much JWJKWJKDDWJK but ya

Anyway. biggest priority is holding strong w skipping acheron as sick as her animations are but def looking forward to her teaser and the animated short. like . even with the black swan dykery. (that was a fucking jumpscare too). i dont need her rn. despite how cool she is 😭😭

& also have to say im v happy they clarified their stance on hi3rd references like. the way theyre going abt it is absolutely how it should be going. hsr by nature is more directly linked to hi3rd like honkai is in the name but its such a dumbass idea (like some fan takes out there....) to want the stories of hsr depend on another games lore. rewarding old fans with easter eggs and tidbits is perfectly fine and im even interested in seeing where they go with acherons obvious raiden situation - especially knowing theyre not about to ruin their own story with "it was hi3rd all along!" (not that i ever rly thought theyd seriously blunder that bad lmao 💀) . so yea thats neat

i think story wise im not gonna say much of my thoughts bc unfortunately i have clicked on like. a leak or four. not the major stuff i dont think but enough that commenting on stuff w some of the things im aware of in the periphery is going to tint stuff . but im still excited to see where things go!!!

AAND OH. ACTUALLY i do have one more thing . so the multiple POV thing being actually implemented is SOOOO good im so fucking happy theyre committing to it being a thing 😭😭😭 like SO many story pitfalls can be avoided by just letting it be that TB doesnt need to be fucking everywhere a major thing happens as the centerpiece of events so we as players can see it. like it gives a way of showing different events and sides of characters in a much more natural manner its sooo good that theyre implementing it already. like this alone has me in such high hopes for the story going forward. like yea theyve branched from our POV before already and in penacony as well but expanding on it even more is 100% the correct way forward

last thing: god they did jingliu so dirty in her concert illustration. WHAT is she wearing 💀💀💀anyway yeah lesgo 2.1 its cool

i lied real last thing: siobhan . siobhan i would do anything---

[goldenguillotines]

Do you tend to dream often, Naka? Do you have any that stand out to you/ones that you have often?

"MMMM.. DreaMs? Well I do get a feW here and there. YknoW aiMless ones. I do have two reoccurring ones I've told Jae about.. he told Me it's nothin' to Worry about. He's Mentioned My dreaMs are like Nii's. Kinda freaks Me out. I even told HeusMu about em' and They apparently get the one too?"

"The first one is a lil More personal. Can't really get into it. I'd prefer not to too. I kinda feel all cross 'bout it still. Those ones are terrible. I hate getting those kinda dreaMs. I usually dont go anyWhere those days. At least ive been gettin' eM less and less.. But still doesn't Make it any less jarring or painful to kinda sit through."

->He rubs the side of his neck awkwardly..

"The other one is about this jet black buck? Real big antlers, looks like they're cracking n' sparklin' . I chase after it.. I dunno Why. But I think it's guidin' Me to soMethin? Or aWay froM soMethin? I never get the chance to find out.. EverytiMe I get close enough to it.. I fall over and start havin' an episode. Feels like My lungs are crushed and everything starts turning super fuckin hot.. and then it turns around. It's got soMe intense eyes. Felt like it was judging Me? Dressing Me doWn to nothin With theM gold eyes.. and then.. It collapses.. And I Watch it decay sloWly. I can't Move.. Forced to Watch.. and then I Wake up in a cold sWeat. Last tiMe it happened I Was With Katz. Not a fun one leMMie tell ya. These ones have become a lot More reoccurrin'. Makes Me Wonder."

"I feel like I've seen the area before. Where it happens. Though iM not sure Where. I just hope it kinda leaves. Not interested in fuckin' round n' finding out either."

"If it's soMethin' iMportant.. maybe HeusMu knoWs More about it.. looked like they did. SeeMed like they Were kinda knoWing about it too.. So I think they're keen on sorting it out theMself."

[thecolorsofpain]

I always dream of you in a distant way. There´s so much left unsaid. I never knew how to say goodbye other than crying. Writing has always been a source of expression for you so writting a long, difficult letter was easy for you. It´s always hard to read it. It never fails to make me feel like that horrid time in our lives where time stopped and blurred the content. It is the reason why I have nightmares every now and then. Memories come in the presence of dreams and made up scenarios that mimic the feelings from the real-life event. It´s always us in the middle of the crowd, holding my hand, a tight grip, and i´m always uncertain, uneasy because I don´t know if we´re still together or not, I´m never sure if i´m awake and doubting us. In the end I realize im dreaming and that we are, indeed, not together anymore. It leaves me with a profound sensation of worry, I know somehow there is someone else, a man, a partner and it´s not you and it feels like i am failing at being wholeheartedly loyal to him. So I always try hiding our hands in the crowd, lowering my gaze, avoiding eye contact, following you anywhere hoping you will very soon find somewhere to escape from the crowd that judges and points at us. It is not only the dreams of the crowds, it´s the dreams where we find ourselves in the backseat of a car, someone drives it and we´re going home but we know we have escaped everyone and there´s no where to go, were trying to start from nothing and were worried, and I´m regretting leaving a man I love so much behind....This man is my real boyfriend.

There´s also the fragments of dreams that I go to England... It took me a whole year to place the pieces together to understand the outcome... Once In england, I was in a loft, apartment, with you... The apartment was white, blank, empty, only a bed, a few windows, spacious, a plant by a window and a lot of light inside the room. The roof was atleast 4 meters high, maybe even more. And I had beeen kidnapped by you. As soon as I saw you coming out of the bathroom I knew everything was wrong, It wasn´t my boyfriend, IT wasn´t Jesús, IT was you and I was horrified and worried, anxious, scared, sad for my boyfriend....but as the time went by my feelings changed and became dull, numb, just plain acceptance of what had come, the feeling of a life after returning to you and leaving him and everyone behind. Made up my mind, empty.

Ese sueño donde voy a acompañar a mi madre a homedepot y me mandas un mensaje en whatsapp que deseas verme... yo se que no debo ir y aun asi, despues de tanta insistencia, logras convencerme y de pedir un didi. El dia se presenta nublado, oscuro, a punto del chubasco y mi madre ya puede olerse que estoy nerviosa, como siempre suele hacerlo en la vida real. Y le digo que tengo que irme a hacer tarea con amigas y me cuestiona la hora, ya que es tarde noche.... Le invento cualquier mentira y me cree y asi es como logro escabullirme en didi para ir a un bar a verte. Despues de tanto tiempo, se siente como una vil traicion verte a escondidas. Aun a sabiendas de lo que podría hacerle a Jesús. Pero por alguna razon decido hacer caso omiso y me logras cegar con tu fanfarria de siempre. I don´t know, it always happens that way, you in the distance, so far far away. Sometimes I get to see you standing in your male, ordinary form, same short curly brown hair, tired face, pale skin, long sleeve shirt, skinny jeans and worn converse shoes. Waiting, patiently, a smirk on your face, slightly open lips, a deathly gaze but somehow you always manage to lurr me into you. Your glare, maybe the things you say, chantings and lullabies but I never see your lips moving. Because you´re speaking in the air and that seems to make me cave into you, like a moth drawn to the light, not caring what I leave behind, What I worked too hard for, All the suffering, all the love I gave to another man and all the love I received from him, all my physical deterioration, my many mental revolutions and my labor. Thought I had healed me, Thought I had changed my trauma, my nervous system, my memories, just so you can come back one night and smash them with an ever-so-slightly grip of your hand. Like nothing ever paid so costly, Like a year never went by and like my spirit never broke. Like my will was never questioned and my anger never detonated. I don´t know why you come at night to take me back, doing what you have only known best which was sabotage us into absolute demise. You make me yearn all of it, the feeling of home, because I don´t dare go back to the pain of my despicable mother anymore, not anymore when I find all of it in you. My father would be so disappointed in me If I willingly accept you. I am kinda am, too...because I know I would. Luckily for me, my vanity and my pride is bigger than you. It´s always bigger than everyone. I don´t think anyone will find a way to break those walls down for the sake of me. I wish someone would, I despise building walls so big they inprison my light, my good heart. Maybe it´s better that way, Not a single person has shown me to not take advantage of their power to humiliate and abuse in the name of their ego and self satisfaction. Not even my father sometimes, but yet again, it´s not his fault, he´s excused. don´t want to write any further. Sleeep time

[kuroosdarling]

𝕽𝖔𝖔𝖒 𝟑: 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖞𝖆𝖗𝖉

⌈✘⌋- Starring: Werewolf!Atsumu

⌈✘⌋- cw: MDNI! unprotected sex, threesome, double penetration, anal play/penetration, using spit as lube (</3), cum play/eating, mentions of overstimulation, praise, creampie

⌈✘⌋- wc: 3.8k (will i ever write anything under 3k fml)

⌈✘⌋- summary: A dark room with a luminescent ceiling replicating the night sky, paired with the full moon itself. Sneaking around is impossible as each step you take is heard by the dangerous werewolf that’s stalking around. But he’s on the hunt for more than you would think. Be weary.

a/n: happy halloween!! i hope you enjoy this fic hehe im posting this and running away !!! <3 if they seem ooc… no they aren’t. just roll with it idk <//3 i haven’t written for them before !! O:

kinktober m.list

A howl pierces through the air as soon as you step into the next room. It looks like it was trying to replicate a hazy graveyard in the midst of a forest. The air was thicker in here, thanks to the dry ice flowing over everything. A chill ran up your spine, the room felt 10x colder here than anywhere else.

Taking a few steps forward, a batch of fake bats zoom past you, the rush filling your ears as you almost jump out of your skin. The eerie music playing seeps into your nerves, fraying them at the seams more and more each second.

There were two people up ahead in between the trees, tangled up with each other. As you got closer, it was clear it was two men pressed up against each other, the one with lighter hair had his lips pressed against the other's neck. Part of you felt like you were intruding but the other part had no shame. 

“‘Tsumu- We don’t have time for this. She’s going to be here soon.” One of them said. The other just laughs and continues what he was doing. “W-wait. I think she’s here. Get off of me.”

The man pushes the other off before slipping behind the trees and out of sight. The other one in question quickly looks around before his gaze fixated on you. He was still covered in the artificial darkness but easily made his way over; each step oozing confidence as he saunters towards you.

“My my, are ya lost little lamb? Why, I could just eat ya up.” He drawls on with each step.

The closer he got, the more you realize how built he was. His shirt was hanging open like someone had ripped it earlier – the top two buttons were torn right off, exposing the expanse of his chest. The pants he had on were turned into cut off short, gripping around his meaty thighs for dear life. It was incredible that they were still intact.

“i’m not lost.” you pout, taking a small step back as he keeps making his way to you. You stop as your back hits one of the trees in the room with him now towering over you.

“Ya sure ‘bout that?” he smiled down at you. The moment you eyes met his were you reminded of what had just happened in the other room. They looked almost identical, save for the hair and the fact that this guy had a different attitude than the other. 

“Wait-” 

“Ya know, I had a real problem with Samu getting to ya first.” Chills ran up your spine as he stepped closer into your personal space, his large hand grabbing onto yours before he pulled you even closer. “But I guess the best for last.” 

His lips crash into yours, effectively pinning you up against the faux tree as he swiftly dug his thigh between your legs. in an instant, all your senses were full of him. It felt like he was touching you everywhere but at the same time, it wasn’t enough. There was too much of a barrier in between you two and it needed to get out of the way. 

He pulls against his shirt roughly, ripping the rest of the shreds off of him, leaving him bare. Your hands glide over his chest before wrapping themselves around his back. His lips graze over your neck — leaving a soft kiss, moving down to give your collarbone the same treatment.

“Best for last? You do realize this is only the third room, Miya.” A monotone voice broke the silence, causing you to jolt away from ‘miya’. But his hold only tightens around you, pulling your body close against his warm chest.

“I thought ya ran off on us, didn’t think you’d be up for it.” He smirks, nudging his nose against your cheek as if he was claiming you.

“And miss out on this? Don’t be stupid.” He steps closer, the shadow lifting off his face as he comes into the light. “Or is that too hard for you to do?”

He’s beautiful – breathtaking even. His dark eyes met yours with a small smirk, taking you in just as you took him in. The twin moles on his forehead were delicately kissed by the artificial moonlight. His glossy, curly locks covered part of his face. Every inch of his body was made of muscle that was held in the mesh black shirt he wore. Even though it was dark, you could still see through it and drool over each defined muscle.

“Yer an ass.” 

“Just shut up and keep going.” He steps into your space, tucking his finger under your chin. “Hopefully the brute isn’t bothering you too much.”

“He’s not.” Nerves fill your stomach as his gaze sets almost too intensely onto you. His almost black eyes seem like they were piercing under your skin, already figuring out different ways he could ruin you. The look of a starved man who was about to devour a feast. 

“Good. Can I kiss you?” He asks sweetly, like he wasn’t just undressing you with his eyes. He seemed so well-put together but there was something else there that was lying under the surface, just dying to break free. You nod and within the next second, his lips are taking over yours. His tongue glides against your bottom lip before slipping into your mouth. You moan around his tongue, causing Miya to squirm behind you. 

“Oi.” He barks out, roughly pulling you away from the vampire. “Don’t hog her, Omi.”

“Don’t hesitate then.” You purr up at him, catching him off guard. His face melts back into the smug smile he was wearing earlier as he pulls you back in for a kiss. Omi let Miya have his way for a moment, directing his attention to your plush thighs. He trailed his finger up your leg, taking in your reactions as you moaned into Miya’s mouth.

“Better start prepping her, Miya.” His hand smoothes over your ass, effectively flipping your skirt up. His pinky brushes over your puckered hole, sending chills up your spine. As if he was waiting for your permission, he briefly pauses before whispering. “This okay?”  

“Yes, just go slow.” 

“Don’t worry angel, I'll help ya feel good while he preps you.” Miya said, swiftly getting down onto his knees before putting his face right in front of your cunt. He starts lapping at your clit like a man starved, swirling his tongue over every spot he can reach. Meanwhile, Omi stayed behind you, pressing himself up against the tree to steady him and you.

“Open your mouth.” He orders, his voice gruff. You immediately complied, opening your mouth as he slipped two fingers in. “Get them nice and wet for me, alright?”

“Always so bossy.” Miya mutters, taking a short break from devouring you. He winks up at the pair of you before getting back to more important matters. Each vigorous drag of his tongue had you leaning back against Omi, sucking on his fingers like your life depended on it. 

He leans in closer, his artificial fangs dragging along the expanse of your neck. Even though they were fake, they still pressed into your skin deliciously, eliciting chills all over your body. He removes his fingers with a pop as Miya continues playing with your clit. Your hips had a mind of their own as they start to grind against his face. You were quickly losing control – but you hardly cared.

Omi takes his other hand and spreads the globes of your ass for better access. Right as your body tenses from the small action, Miya slips a thick finger into your cunt. You mewl out, his fingers already feeling so good inside of you. It only made you more eager for the rest of him.

Omi’s finger poked at your puckered hole, slowly sliding into you. His movements were direct, concise but also cautious enough for it not to be too fast for you. He didn’t want you to be uncomfortable so he eases his finger in slowly. The stretch was strange but the more he filled up the space, the more you craved.

“Already taking me so well.” He purrs lowly in your ear, kissing down along your neck. “Such a good girl for us, right Atsumu?”

“Ya taste so delicious too. I could be down ‘ere all night and be happy.” Atsumu agrees, pulling apart from your clit for a moment just to answer. He gives you another wink before going back to devouring you. You grip onto his surprisingly silky hair as he has his way with you. Each drag of his tongue more determined than the last.

Omi starts moving his finger, stretching you out more. The sting of pain mixed with the overwhelming pleasure Atsumu was feeding you was making your head dizzy.

“Ready for another one?” Omi asks sweetly. Atsumu peeks up during his ministrations, his darkening eyes making direct contact with yours, almost more eager for your response than Omi.

“Yes.” 

“Yes, what?” He pushes, his finger teasingly trailing along your entrance.

“Yes please.” You whine, pushing your hips back against him.

“Good girl.” He chuckles, sliding his next finger in. The grip on Atsumus' hair tightened, sending a moan directly into your cunt.  Your back arches off of Omi as you feel your core start to tighten up, effectively taking his fingers in deeper. He stretched you out as Atsumu pulled away. A whine slipped past your lips and all he could do was offer his smug smile.

“I can't wait anymore— ‘need to be in ya.” Atsumu said, getting up to fish his achingly hard cock out of his pants. He didn’t even give you a chance to fully look at it before you felt the thick length slip between your thighs, rubbing itself against your slick folds. You let out a gasp that was easily consumed by Atsumu, his lips overpowering yours as Omi continued his onslaught.

“Ready f’me angel?” He spoke against your lips. All you could do was nod. “Can’t hear ya, need ya to tell me. Just noddin’ and grindin’ on my cock isn’t enough. Gotta know ya really want it.”

Omi lets a chuckle out from under his breath as he slips a third finger in, muttering something about how much of a tease Atsumu can be. 

“Please ‘Tsumu-” The nickname you heard earlier slipped out. Little did you know it was one of his weaknesses. He didn’t bother responding, his head was dizzy with your sweet cries. He pushes in, his cock bullying its way all the way for his tip to lightly kiss your cervix. You grip into his biceps, leaving little half-crescent moons in its place.

“So tight–” he pauses for a moment as he feels you suffocating him between your warm walls. He rests his forehead against yours for a moment, trying to collect himself. “Omi, ya gotta hurry up, gotta fuck her right now. I don’t think I can wait.”  

“Patience, Miya. Have a little self-control.” He chastises, flicking his wrist in all the right ways as he continues to stretch you out. You swore he was made for this, each motion had you clenching around him, and Atsumu.

“Ya slip into her little pussy and try to have self control.” He mumbles with a pout, moving his hips forward. You weren’t even sure if he was aware he was doing it – he just felt too lost in the way your walls hugged him so tightly. As Atsumu starts to hump against you, Omi slipped his fingers out of you and started to unzip his pants.

Atsumu hips move a little faster, picking up the speed as he lets out a vulgar groan when he feels you squeeze his cock. Omi’s cock lays along your backside, and your eyes widen in surprise. From the feeling alone, you could tell it was big – really big. 

“Darling – relax.” Omi cooes in your ear as his fat, mushroomed tip presses against your entrance. How the hell was something that big going to fit inside of you? As if he could read your mind, he reassures you. “Don’t worry, it’ll fit.”

Atsumu reluctantly slows down to a stop, keeping his cock in place as Omi prepares to push into you. The pair were being extra reassuring, placing featherlike kisses all over you as you tried to grind back onto Omi, more than ready to take him on.

“Omi-” you mewl out. In a flash, his mouth ghosts the edge of your ear, breathing out a soft chuckle against your skin as he roughly pushes the rest of himself in. A broken moan slips past your lips as your fingernails dig further into Atsumu’s biceps. 

“It’s Kiyoomi.” He murmures, stealing a quick nip from your earlobe. Heat rushes to your face as his hand slides all the way up from your arms to your shoulders before he loops his fingers around your throat. He pulls you closer into him from his hold on your neck so you’re leaning back onto him as he slowly starts to move his hips.

The stretch was incredible, you had never felt so full than you did now but you still craved more. As if Atsumu could read your mind, he slipped two of his fingers into your mouth. Your tongue swirl around them. Atsumu lets out a low groan at the sight as he shoves them further down until you’re happily gagging on them. He immediately moved them so he could capture your lips with his, absolutely intoxicated by how good you feel around him. His cock brushes against Kiyoomi’s, separated only by the thinnest barrier. Everything was setting him off and he needed to release all the pent up energy he was holding in.

“Takin’ yer time Omi? Or are ya just tryin’ not to bust already. It’s okay if it’s too much for ya, I can take care of her from ‘ere.” Atsumu teases as his thrusts start to pick up speed. Similar to his brother, the more lost in the feeling he got, the thicker his accent got. Omi quickly shot him a glare before he roughly grips onto your hips, pushing you back into him as he starts to drive his hips against yours.

“Just easing her into it.” He said, his thrusts moving in time with Atsumu’s. “Wasn’t trying to ruin her – but if you insist.”

“Hah– I can feel ya omi,” Atsumu lets out a gasp, “God, yer cunt just keeps suckin’ me back in. Tell me how ya feel sweetheart – how good we’re makin’ ya feel.”

“So good-” you mewl out, trying to ground yourself by piercing your fingers into Atsumu’s biceps. 

“Yeah? C’mon, tell me more.” He pushes, driving into you harder as you try to collect yourself. Everytime to try to open your mouth, more moans spill out. “Need ya to say it.”

“So full, can feel both your cocks so” you hiccup, “so deep.”

“She’s so damn tight.” Kiyoomi says, reaching over your head to give Atsumu a searing kiss. You could hear their tongues swirling together and it only made you want them more. You reach up to join in, the two eagerly accepting you as you take part in the three-way kiss. Everything was so messy, you weren’t sure who’s spit was whose but it didn’t matter. The three of you were getting lost in each other and all you could do was ride the high.

Their hands grab at different parts of your body as they drill into you. Atsumu was constantly moving, never staying in the same place for long. But Kiyoomi had his hands nestled onto your hips, trying to push as deeply as he could into you as he kept your skirt lifted up above his grip.

Atsumu savord the feeling of how your cunt fluttered and tightened around him, trying to coax him into an early release. But he’d be damned if he finished before you or Kiyoomi. He snakes his hand down to play with your clit. Not one to be one-upped, Omi follows suit and reaches his hand down as well. You let out a choked moan as the two wrestle their fingers over your clit. They find a decent rhythm that drives you all the way to your high. 

“‘M gonna cum.” you choke out, holding onto anything you could get your hands on. You settle for grabbing onto Atsumu’s bicep while your other hand reaches around to pull at Omi’s hair, eliciting a deep groan from the ravenette. 

“Then cum for us,” Omi cooes, sinking his teeth in the junction between your neck and shoulder. 

“Yeah c’mon angel, show us how good we’re makin’ ya feel. Wanna hear how sweet ya sound when ya cum all over our cocks.” Atsumu’s words have you tumbling over the edge as elongated, saachirene mewls fall from between your lips. 

Atsumu's pace slows down a little bit as he watches you come undone over his cock, relishing in the sensation of you clamping down on him with all your might as you reach a blissed out harmony. Omi on the other hand, didn’t relent. It only spurred him on when you came, allowing him to chase the high he desperately sought.

The grip on your hips tightened to the point where you knew there would be bruises in its place tomorrow, but you couldn’t care. Overstimulation started to set in as your eyes threatened to spill tears you didn’t even know were lingering along your lashes. Atsumu hurried his pace along, eager to reach his high as well.

Kiyoomi was the first to cum with a beautiful groan as he quickly slips his cock out to release all over your lower back. You can feel his arm quickly moving behind you, no doubt as he furiously fucked his hand through his orgasm. He graces your shoulder with a small kiss of gratitude before leaning his head back against the tree he was still pushed up against.

Atsumu followed shortly after, but with much less grace. He pulls your body impossibly close, not even bothering to pull out as he spills into you, loud moans filling your dizzying mind. His lips flew all over your neck and shoulders, kissing every inch of you he could as he slowed his hips to a stop.

“You weren’t supposed to cum inside of her, idiot.” Kiyoomi gave Atsumu a disapproving look. 

“Well, yer the vampire. Can’t ya just suck it out of her?” He smirks. “Otherwise we’ll both get in trouble.”

“I swear you’re going to be the death of me, Miya.” 

“What a hell of a way to go though, right?” He wiggles his eyebrows over at you and you suppress the urge to giggle. Kiyoomi turns his attention back onto you before stepping closer into your space.

“Ignore him and just focus on me. I’ll take good care of you.” His voice tickling your ear before he slowly starts kissing down your body, taking his time with each soft touch. Kiyoomi drops to his knees, eagerly situating himself between your thighs before he bit a small mark into your inner thigh, smoothing it over with a messy kiss. You let out a slight gasp, causing his eyes to flit up to yours.

“Kiyoomi please-” You whine out, trying not to rub your thighs together. He keeps them spread apart as his tongue trails up your thigh, collecting any cum that was already flowing out of you. 

He dug his nose against your clit before lapping against your folds, taking in everything that Atsumu left behind. He did it in a fashion that felt like he was used to cleaning up after him – that he had a nasty habit of fixing Atsumu’s mistakes. Once he slightly sucked against your clit, you felt your high start to overpower your senses. You latch your fingers into his thick curls, tugging on them slightly as he moans directly into your cunt.

Each slow drag of his tongue against you had your head spinning. He was eating you out like his life depended on it, getting every last drop of Atsumu’s cum. Your eyes flicker up to Atsumu who was staring at Kiyoomi’s handiwork with an intense gaze. His eyes met yours a moment later, watching you unravel against his friend’s tongue.

As if it wasn’t enough, he threw one of your legs over his shoulder, trying to drown in your essence. One hand was firmly grasping your ass while the other was gripping the top of the thigh of the leg tossed over his shoulders. You could hardly get a word out, the only thing leaving your mouth were broken moans and low whimpers. It only drove him to give you more, to try and pull out every kind of noise he could get from you. 

“That’s it, show him how good he’s makin’ ya feel.” Atsumu encourages you as your head hits the back of the tree. Everything was building up so quickly, your second orgasm threatening to snap with each flick of his talented tongue. “He gets off on that.”

Kiyoomi hummed in approval, vibrations being sent through your cunt and directly up your spine. Your eyes roll to the back of your head at the feeling, digging your fingers further into his beautiful hair. One last swipe of his tongue over your clit was all it took to push you over the edge. He didn’t bother relenting as you release over his face, crying out into the void as blinding pleasure took over. Atsumu quickly silenced you with his lips, consuming your sweet sounds, feeding off of them as if it was his lifeline.. 

They both pull back at the same time as you pant heavily. Kiyoomi rises up, your release evident all over his mouth and lower jaw. Atsumu notices it too, quickly taking action as he grabs him by the back of the head.

“I wanna taste too.” He said, pulling him in for a deep kiss. You watch as the two have their way with one another. They pull apart, focusing all of their attention back onto you.

“You were divine.” Kiyoomi said, kissing your cheek as he helps adjust your dress. Atsumu smiles as he kisses your other cheek.

“Agreed. But I think we agree that the werewolf fucks better than the vampire, right?” He smirks over at Kiyoomi who just rolls his eyes.

“Ignore him. No need to answer as we all know the truth here.” He easily replies, putting his fake fangs back in his mouth. Atsumu gave him a pout before turning back to you, waiting for your approval.

“I’d say it was about even. But maybe we can test it out another time.” You suggest, fixing your hair as you start making your way to the next room. “But only if you can find me, of course.”

The two can only watch as you walk off, each of them already planning on what they’d like to do to you the next time they see you.

[el-ly-sha-give-no-f]

Crash on a rookie year

Author note: okay this is it after my second time writing this, still pissed off actually, IYKYK, right, this is my first fic that is not requested by anyone, so I don't give you permission to repost on Wattpad, AO3 e.t.c, sorry for the delay, I hope you guys enjoy reading this if anything in this fic that sounds stupid and doesn't make sense, just ignore it because I can't imagine what happens if it's in real life, I replace Lando with the reader and I made Zak little bit of bad guy, no offence though! thank you!!! <3 love ya and stay safe.

heavy angst and fluff at the end

TW: car crash! smoke! hospitals! ambulance!

PAIR: F1 x McLaren!Reader

WORDS: as usual, I don't know but quite long.

Monaco. One of the most hardcore and challenging circuit for me. Indeed. being the first female that joins the modern F1 world is hectic, Sexism and Body shaming are everywhere and anywhere. But you need to be just smart and ignore it.

currently, all the drivers are on the grid.

"hello y/n, radio check, did you hear me?" I heard my team race engineer voice, asking and checking the radio system.

"yup loud and clear Tom" I reply

"Great, are you okay? Is there any wrong with the car or anything ? we still have time to fix it"

"Nothing, all good as usual it's lovely, but my helmet clip kinda loose but I can live with it," I told him

"Okay do your best for team y/n, Daniel made a bet, if you get high position than him, he treats us a drink" we both laugh at Daniel's bet.

"deal, we'll get the drink everybody, and podium too" I fling back.

RACE START!

AUDIENCE POV

"Monaco everybody! The race just starts as you can see on your screen. Hamilton on the front, OH! there she is! our McLaren driver, she shines like a star everybody! from P4 to P2! she just did the double overtakes cars just like that, the last time we saw someone did like this is Sebastian Vattel, this woman is crazy, let's see who's is the driver that she passed. Her success to cut Charles Leclerc and Pierre Gasly while her teammate is behind her which makes both of them on top three! its a good start for McLaren"

"currently position is, Hamilton P1, Y/LN P2 and Ricciardo P3"

"y/n, P2 Y/N, you both did a fantastic job, hope you guys can hold this position till we give you a green light to cut Mr Hamilton that in front of you" ask Tom.

"HeHe, Not a problem sir, I hold your words!" I return happily

"Good! By the way, Daniel said you are crazy, good job y/n"

"I am and he too! thanks to you guys" I fling my words back to him before focussing on the track again.

"y/n, you're 6 second behind Hamilton, do you think you can move from P2 to P1?"

"I think I can manage with that Tom" I response

"Okay go ahead, it's a green light from us and Zak too, he said you can do it, but Y/n do it carefully" Tom declare

"awh you care about me Tom" I joke

"Heh, Silly you y/n of course! now go shines again"

"yup looks like P1 gonna be ours this time" The feeling of exited makes me more confident to move in front of Lewis, while people at the paddock waiting for me passionately hoping I can do it. My heart starts to pound.

"Let's see, Lewis" I mumble before starting to drive to the right side of his car. My foot started to press the pedal harder to increase the speed, Im was halfway through his car. This is it, my first podium.

Mine exited only happen for a second when suddenly our Sir Lewis Hamilton start defending his current position by moving to the right side by means where im currently on, which makes our car tyres touch with each other. I try to not exaggerate this accident by turning my car to the left side but fail.

"for fuck sake Lewis"

"my tyre"

im mumble before trying to stabilize my car but again fail, my head begins to spin same goes for my car that currently spinning 360°. Well, didn't expect my car to turn upside down over and over again until it stop which is the result that made me crash into the barrier and upside down.

AUDIENCE POV

"oh, no looks like something bad just happened, our McLaren driver y/n y/l/n crash! seems like its a very heavy crash"

I can't hear anything except Tom's "robotic" voice echo through my earpiece.

"oh god" I groan

"y/n....y/n, swi-tc-h...o-ff...th-e ca-r"

"I can't, im upside down, and my helmet is gone, need help here" I just inform them even though I know they can't hear me

I start to smell smoke when I start to look around, I see smoke starting to wash over my car instead of Monaco's fresh air.

I look down and see some red liquid dropping on the crushed rock below my head, I suspect it is the blood that comes out of my body but I look again if I mistake it with my car oil, but what kind of oil is red.

"I think Im bleeding" hoping Tom hearing me

-----just a little tiny time skip-----

For almost 2 minutes I've been upside down, still never heard a safety car or medical team sirens yet, my head starts to fill dizzy due to the upside-down situation, I've discovered where the blood coming from.

it's from the wound on my head. I think it's because my helmet has gone while I turn upside down over and over again.

slowly body slowly become numb and my eyes slowly close.

AUDIENCE POV

"is y/n out of her car? is it a red flag? if its a red flag, we going to start this race over again, got to rid all of the debries from the track, let's see y/n and Lewis crash recap"

RECAP

"due to y/n crash place that is quite far from where safety car and medical team at, it's going to take some time to get her out of the car, we just got an info that the race is going to start over again, its a red flag"

"oh, there we go, as we can see right now y/n teammate, Daniel Ricciardo itself, running to y/n car and switching off her car, is it off? yes? Daniel Ricciardo's success to turn it off everybody"

camera showing from afar that Daniel sign a thumb down to the medical team that had just arrived but was far away from the scene and Daniel screamed telling them to come over and help.

DANIEL POV

As I saw y/n and Lewis collide with each other, the only thing that I thought is how is she and if it was just me right now on the track? y/n has been my best friend since forever, it makes me scared when I saw her crash in front of my eyes.

I had time to dodge them and saw Lewis back on track.

"fuck is she okay? awake?" I ask Tom's concern

"We don't know, we can't get a response from her and we disconnect from her radio system" Tom answers

"God y/n, did you guys send the medical team? is it a red flag"

"Yeah, but its kinda late for them to arrive to y/n place quite far away and nope, not yet"

I take a quick breath

"oh fuck it" I swear before safely making a U-turn not to crash another driver, and drive to where y/n car crashed.

"Daniel, what are you doing?"

this time is not Tom asking, it's Zak Brown itself asking. AS I CARE!

when I arrive the first thing see is her crashed wreaked badly and I can see the smoke surrounding her car, when I got out of my car I quickly sprint to her and crouch down to switch her car off. I feel something dripping on my hand until I look up and see y/n head bleeding.

"Daniel I ask you again what are you doing?! let her be! the medical team will arrive, and it's not even a red flag!" I heard Zak screaming through my earpiece.

"YET!, im saving somebody's daughter and my best friend, she's bleeding!" I reply, Im in a squat position, trying to unbelt her seatbelt and hold her by her stomach, so as to not make her fall, after how minutes of trying cause her seatbelt is stuck, I realize it's impossible to get her out from small space, I try and suddenly Y/n start to wake up.

"Hey hey! Y/n, listen to me, Im trying to get you out from here, and I want you not to panic okay?" I ask her and all she can give me is a nod in confusion.

"Great, so here is what we're gonna do, I need you to get out of this car, and get out through this small space, can you do that for me I hold you okay? get your head out first"

As Y/n slowly do what I ask her to do, her back already touches the crushed rock on the ground Im trying to shield her head from the small rocks.

Gratefully, she succeeded to get out of her car, as we were both a bit far away from the car, I started to carry her over my shoulder and run to the Medical team that bring a stretcher toward us as we get closer I lay her back on the stretcher, and the Medical team carry her inside the ambulance.

"you still told me to continue the race and just hoping the medical team to arrive and get her out of the car? she could have been dead, you don't know shit about her condition! eh, Zak?"

all I can hear is Zak groan.

AUDIENCE POV

" Daniel Ricciardo her teammate carrying y/n body out from her car, when I said it's a red flag everybody, it is a bad crash, we can see y/n is bleeding right now, let's see some of drivers reaction to this incident right now"

(imagine their reaction cause I can't find shit)

I don't know what happened after I got into the ambulance, I guess I passed out. I can feel im lying on a bed right now, definitely not my hotel bed, cause this one feels uncomfortable.

I try to open my eyes but fail, I blinded by the light for a moment. I try again and again till my eyes fully open, I feel someone holding my left hand, and as I turn my head to the left, I see Daniel my life best friend is sleeping while his head on the bed.

I smile, now im remember he saved my life and gets me out of my car, and carry me to the medical team. God Daniel.

I let him sleep a little more, I let him rest.

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Daniel has been helping me a lot when im in hospital, Lewis and Toto came and pay me a visit, they apologise for what happened, and I just said this all is not their fault, its nobody's fault, obviously, they glad that im okay, but Zak kinda not happy with Dan and im definitely gonna defend him(Daniel), that old man I swear to god.

Right now Dan talking to me while I look at me and I thought, I surely gonna tell my kids one day about this........

our kids.

YEYHEHEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHI plot twist mathafacka, oh my gad im glad this time my laptop is not turning off, so what did you guys think? is it good? is it too nonsense? Comment please and I try to do my best in the future! thanks for reading my first fic! I love you guys, thank you and stay safe <3

[goldencherryhazz]

ONE NIGHT ONLY

An: I do not have the words to describe how much I love Harry’s House, I will never recover! Anyways here’s a smutty fic that’s was supposed to be fluff but guess where we are now. Oh well, sorry it’s not that good, a lot has happened over the last few days but expect a lot more fics on Harry’s House in the near future :) please give me some feedback, hope you enjoy 💗

Warnings: sub! Harry, dom!reader, oral male receiving, nipple play, overstimulation!

‘You okay baby?’ You ask as you walk back into the hotel bedroom where Harry is perched on the edge of the bed.

‘I think so’ he replies still looking a bit dazed and bewildered even though he had gotten off stage for one night only over an hour ago.

‘You sure, seem a bit out of it’ you question as you flick a curl out of his face so it would rest on the top of his head.

‘Can I have a cuddle’ and you can resist the desperation in his eyes, so quickly move to straddle his lap, your arms moving to loop around his neck, Harry rests his head right on your chest nested between your boobs, and that when he lets out a content sigh finding comfort within your presence.

You stay like this for a few minutes before you have to blurt out a ‘im so proud of you, always am with everything you do’ you whisper into his ear scared that he was having doubts or was worried about his performance of his newest album.

‘Thankyou, I’m proud of me to’ and you love how he isn’t scared to admit it.

‘What going on in that pretty head of yours baby’

‘I just can’t believe how good that show was, I felt so safe and free’ he says in disbelief, his heart feeling as though it would burst from the support he was getting from you, his friends, team and fans worldwide.

‘That’s because you have been so real and honest with your writing over the past few years, been so brave and open, you created a safe space for your fans at every show and I think they want to give you that back, you deserve that baby.’ You kiss his forehead, stroking through this unruly curls.

‘You helped me to you know, helped me find myself which allowed me to write like I have, swear it’s my favourite album yet, don’t think it would have been without you as my muse.’ He says seriously, having peeked his head out from your chest to look you in the eye.

‘Everything you do is my favourite, I’m glad I got to be by your side the entire way, love you soo much baby’ you try to soothe his overwhelmed min.

‘I love you too’ and with that he crashes his lips to yours, your lips against his intensifying this high he had going on inside him, and he didn’t want it to end, not yet.

A few kisses later and Harry hates the fact that there is a layer of clothes separating the two of you, a dire need to be closer to you was the only thing in his mind, and he starts to grind his hips subtly against yours.

‘Need you’ he whispers against your lips.

‘I’m right here baby, not going anywhere, gonna take care of you’ and you try to hold back the moan that threatened to escape your lips as you felt his cock plumping in his pants, undoubtedly making the wetness in your panties increase.

‘Just wanna be close, need to feel ya’ he whimpers.

‘Okay, okay baby, why don’t you start taking you clothes of for me’ you sit up getting off of his lap, and he whines at the loss of contact, right now he just wanted you and only you.

He manages to fling his love heart tee and leather trousers to a random corner in the hotel room, and you take your clothes off just as quickly.

‘How do you want me H, want me to ride you?’

‘Anything, please just want you, I’m so hard’ he whimpers as he reaches his hand to wrap around his cock which is standing proudly against his belly, the veins quite prominent and his tip a deep shade of red, he jerks his length a few times to spread the precum leaking from the head of his cock.

‘You look so good when you play with you cock baby’ you practically drool at the sight infront of you, and he shyly looks up at you at the compliment, stopping the movement of his hand.

‘Don’t stop baby, make yourself feel good for me’ and he does as you say, moving his hand up and down his cock and it has you moving your hand to your bare pussy that was now slick with you wetness, fingers curling over your clit making you bite back a moan.

Your eyes close at the feeling of your clit being stimulated, but when you open them you find Harry staring right back at you, not meeting you eyes but more staring at you perky tits ‘do you want these tits baby, you can have them’ you say as you move closer to him your chest infront of his fans and he doesn’t waste any time in attaching his mouth to one of your nipples, sucking happily the action bringing his comfort and even more pleasure as his hand moves at a rapid rate up and down his member.

‘Fuck that feels good baby’ you gasp at the sensation of his lips on your nipple, rubbing your fingers over your clit at how incredibly hot your boyfriend was.

‘Your gonna cum for me’

‘Fuck yeah I’m gonna cum, getting close’ he comes off you nipple with a popping noise before he kisses your lips, teeth clashing, your tongue invading his mouth wanting to taste him more.

‘Can y’touch me, hand feels good but I now it doesn’t feel as good as yours.’ He moans out.

‘Course I can baby, wanna make you feel good’ you begin working your way down his neck, pressing tiny kisses and sucking a hickey onto his warm skin, you duck even lower and he lets out a moan, squirming slightly when your lips come into contact with his sensitive nipple, you begin to suck on on and you other hand tweaks the other.

‘Please, don’t tease, gonna cum if you keep doing that, want you to touch me’

‘I am touching you baby’

‘I want you to touch m-my’ he doesn’t finish his sentence as he becomes shy from how subby he was feeling.

‘Where do you want me to touch, gotta tell me, use your words baby’ you encourage him.

‘My cock, want you to play with me till I cum’ he finally lets out.

‘Good boy, gonna suck that pretty cock now’

‘Yes please, please want that soo much’

You nestle down to his lap, now face to face with his length and you don’t hesitate to wrap you hand around him to align his with your mouth, before you take just over half of him in your mouth in one smooth thrust and he lays out the loudest moan of the night, probably waking the neighbouring hotel room but he couldn’t care less at that moment.

You begin to bob your head up and down, your other hand fondling his balls and it isn’t long before he is crying out having been quite close beforehand. He moves some hair out of you face, before gathering it into a makeshift pony tail making it easier for you to move.

‘Your close baby, can feel twitching, gonna cum for me’ you take him in your hand again, the silky smoothness of it making Harry lose his mind.

‘Yes fuck yes you mouth feels fucking amazing’

‘Look at me then baby, wanna watch you fall apart look at me.’ You demand and he does as you say, and when you keep eye contact when you take a majority of his length into your mouth and throat, it has him tipping over the edge.

‘C-cumming…fuck’ is he can string together, as his hips buck up into your mouth, his cock painting your throat with his warm cum. All Harry can do is moan chants of your name at his euphoric high, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as you continue to bob your head slightly making sure you had every last drop of his cum.

‘It that better baby, was that okay?’ You ask as you pop of off his length.

‘Fuck it was incredible’ he says dreamily, and you can’t resist leaning up to kiss him, stroking his cheeks with your thumb as you do.

‘Think you can cum again for me’ and that alone has his breathing increase once again and he doesn’t have any words, the events of the night leaving him rendered speechless.

‘Promised I was going to ride you and by the feel of it’ you pause reaching behind you to fondle his balls in your hand to confirm your thoughts ‘these balls are still full of cum, you gonna give it to me baby?’

‘Yeah, gonna give it to you, shit I wanna cum for you again’

‘That’s a good boy’ you kiss him once again.

‘Y’ready baby, gonna sink on your cock now okay’

He nods obsessively, so you instantly move your figure so it aligned with you entrance before you slowly take him incl by inch until you are fully sat on his length, you clit brushing the hairs of his happy trail, you both let out sultry moans one he fills you, neither of you caring if you got noise complaints the next morning.

‘Shit you’re so big, stretching me soo good’ you going down Harry’s cock moving deliciously inside you and he moans out at the feeling of your cunt clenching and unclenching around him.

‘Fuck haven’t even started riding me, feels like I’m already gonna cum’ he sighs at the stimulation his cock was getting, feeling ever so sensitive already from his previous orgasm.

Feeling like you needed more you start to bounce up and down on his cock, the only sound in the room was skin slapping on skin and both of you moans as he hid as the sweet spots inside of you.

‘Feel you in there baby’ you reach out for his hand and place it on your lower belly ‘Gonna cum right in there aren’t you’ and he moans and you sink onto his cock all the way and he can feel the bump his length creates.

‘I’m gonna fill you up so good’ he moans and he feels so overwhelmed by the pleasure he was receiving that he had to find sanctuary in your chest, his head nestled between your tits and you stroke your hands through his hair gripping onto it slightly as you get closer and closer to your orgasm. His arms and upper body curls into you slightly, he can feel his eyes getting glossy from how good he was currently feeling, from performing Harry’s House for the first time, to this current situation he thought he had never felt better.

‘Shit I’m gonna cum, you gonna cum with me baby, gonna fill me up’ your thrusted become frantic as you chase you high and get Harry to hiss

‘Yeah I’m gonna cum, can I cum please, please’ he whimpers, slightly muffled by your chest.

‘Cum baby boy’ you moan and it take all of three thrusts before you are shaking above him. ‘I’m cum-cumming’ you breath out and with that Harry grips your hips grounding them to his before he cums in thick spurts, even more than he previous orgasm due to how overstimulated he was, completely filling you and the warmth the spreads in your belly makes you feel all fuzzy.

‘Did soo good for me baby, came soo much’ you say as you feel his cum starts to dribble out of you slightly.

Harry’s face is still mushed in your tits, probably exhausted from cumming twice, his legs hadn’t stopped shaking since his high.

‘M’soo proud of you baby, I love you soo much’ you remind him, making sure that he always knew how much you loved and cared for him.

‘I love you too’ he lifts his head, and you instantly go to wipe his waterline clear of any tears threatening to build up.

‘Let’s get cleaned up yeah’

‘No don’t want you to go and to be honest I don’t think I can walk’

‘Harry I can literally feel your cum dripping from me’

‘I don’t care, just one more minute’ and you can’t help but chuckle at his antics, meanwhile Harry cuddles back into you feeling the most content he has in a while, happier than ever as he snuggled into his lovies chest, his home.

[one-strugling-bean]

Random Thoughts on HTTYD RttE S2 (Ep1-7)

(This one is a lot bigger so gonna divide it by episodes)

Ep1 - why do the twins get so many pets

Snotlout's sadness over not being able to train his dad, that was funny

"What did he do?" "He's Snotlout's dad" "Enough said" - there is more than one way to interpret this and i think im gonna take the protective! Astrid one

Ep2&3- Okay, im gonna make a wild guess and start assuming this show is gonna be hurting Astrid a lot

How strong is Toothless?? He's just able to carry a Mostrous Nightmare like that

Hm, gotta say I'm disappointed Heather betrayed them already - like, with Dagur being her brother and all, one immediately expects a betrayal to happen eventually, but this was really fast and too sudden I'd say

Im gonna make another guess before i move on with the episode, and that is Heather is either double-crossing Dagur or she'll regret going on to his side and goes back to helping the Riders

Also, not sure how to feel about Ryker yet - he seems too competent and too much of a real threat for this show. Then again the show does seem to building itself up to a more serious plot

Ruffnut pickpocketed the guard omg yessssssssss

Ep4 - aww, it's nice to see the twins caring about eachother

Aaaand Ruffnut got really pissed at Snotlout for his stunt, wow

Fishlegs is such a cute nerd ahhh

Omg Snotlout's been bitten so much, Ruff has 0 chill

I swear this scene on the cliff with the twins is just, so weird. Its supposed to be kinda emotional but its so so silly and bizarre i can't pay total attention to the actual emotional part - guess that's just the twins for you

Snolout should've died like, 3 hours ago pretty sure

He caught a wolf in that state???

This episode was so so weird but so so enjoyable

Ep5 - Heyy it's Spitelout time - cant wait

First few lines of the two 'louts interacting and they're already giving me Draco&Lucius vibes

"Hope you're at least smart enough to figure that one out" - eh excuse me, le what. He just called his son stupid in front of all his friends and threatened him at the same time. Okay yeah, im starting to understand why no one likes this guy

God that axe is so getting destroyed

Fishlegs and Ruffnut got married, poor Fishlegs

Meatlug!! Ruff, don't throw the lady out!

Astrid is once again so so done with Snotlout - can't blame her honestly, the guy has butter fingers

Okay, that beach scene went a whole lot better than what many made me expect, but then again, it seems Hiccup, Astrid and Snotlout were expecting worse too

The scene was scary until Spitelout talked - the music, the dark of the night, the clear fear of Snotlout confronting his dad and the apprehension in both Hiccup and Astrid's faces

Not as afraid of the man anymore, but still not a fan - also he's voiced by David Tennant so he's gotta get a pass

"We're the model of a modern viking family" this made me laugh a lot, my humor might be broken i know

Ep6 - Hookster? That's a new one. Another extremely original nickname to add to the list of Hookfang's nicknames given by Snotlout, right next to Hooky and Fangster

"He's really become a tyrant, huh?" "Power'll do that to ya" Twins, don't ever change

Aw Barf&Belch are gratefuuuul, that's cute, i rarely see anything about them anywhere, this is nice to watch

"Ah, no Toothless, don't laugh! You're better than that!" Ha poor Hiccup

Nooo don't ditch the double-headed baby, he's gonna get caught by hunters!!

Hiccup is just giving me tired dad vibes this ep and I'm loving it

Ahhh Barf&Belch are sho cute, how come I've never noticed this??

"I guess we're gonna have to put you in some real danger" yeahhhhh don't ever ask that of the Thorston twins

The look of pure happiness and giddy excitement on Tuff's face as they saw the tree trunks roll down towards Hiccup is everything

What is "Bjorn Boars"

"I can only think of one man that souless" Of course it's fucking Snotlout, how did i knowww

"WHAT. IS. WRONG WITH YOU??"

Okay, what did the twins do to make Snotlout go along with this, i gotta know

"Unfortunately, we weren't expecting Thor's mighty hammer to meet Snotlout's paper jaw" I swear this kid delivers the best one liners

I love how the ending is just mass destruction of the ship

"Will someone tell this lunatic it's over?!" Hiccup deserves so many breaks

Ep7 - "Heather won't be a problem, okay?" Hmmmm i had wondered how Astrid had been able to escape so easily from Heather on ep3 without us seeing their fight - im guessing Heather revealed to Astrid that she's playing double spy

Aw cute Thorston sandwich, but damn does Snotlout look annoyed. Good for him

Yeahhhh i saw that alliance coming

"You can't just run off on your own. I rely on you, Astrid" Oof, that hurt

"Dagur was right, you don't look like much" Astrid was right, you look like a psycho" "Not exactly the compliment I would've led with" These lines are fun

Ha, sassy, taunting Hiccup is fun Hiccup

"I saw it! You did that on purpose!" Uhm, excuse me sir, how did you see that? Your back was turned!

So, Ryker is indeed smart. Like, he's intelligent and an actual threat. Me likey the high-ing of stakes

"Maybe if you didn't move and kept your mouth shut!" Fishlegs sassying the others brings me endless joy

"Feels like they're going left. No, right. Left. Which one's which??" Mood. That's me everytime someone asks where's left and right

"Heather's not evil? There goes that dream" What does that mean? Im confused

Aw, Fishlegs, you're nice

Yeah, i hope she knows what she's doing too Hiccup

This is getting too long, so gonna stop this here

Im really excited to see where this is going now, and apparently people like to read my dumb commentary so the 2nd part of season 2 should be coming soon

[wellthebardsdead]

(Another idea I had for the demon!reaper x Jack au ~ Bambi)

———

Jack: *been awake for several days of non stop torment from the demonic entity haunting his house, tiredly driving back home after travelling to the nearby town looking for work hoping someone would take pity and hire a desperate collage drop out* … *groans and blinks after minutes of trying to keep his eyes open, only to open them up to that fucking figure standing in the middle of the road* WHAT THE FU- *swerves driving his truck off into a ditch and smashing into the fence lining his property* ugh- *whimpers in pain thinking and wishing for a moment he was dead* … *looks in the rear view mirror towards the road to see the figure gone* …

*a few hours later*

Jack: *still sitting in his truck, trying to get any type of signal to call for a tow, too afraid to actually get out incase that thing is still out there*

*tap! Tap! Tap!*

Jack: EEEEEEK!! *nearly flings his phone at the window seeing a hand knocking on the glass before seeing it attached to a rather handsome young man* I-

Cole: whoops- didn’t mean to spook ya! Glad to see you’re alive, you okay partner?

Jack: *sheepishly opens the door* I-I- s-something jumped into the road and I swerved and…

Cole: Ah, most likely a deer, theyre real bad out here this time of ye- holdup ain’t you old man Morrison’s boy?

Jack: yeah… I-I am, They left me the farm so I… came home…

Cole: thought you looked like your pa, names Cole, I used to farm hand for him before he sold off all the live stock. Here you hop in my truck and I’ll give you a tow back to your place, sound good?

Jack: a-are you sure? I don’t wanna be a bother I was gonna call someone-

Cole: you’d be hard pressed findin signal out here… *looks up at the sky to see the sun setting slowly* and you really don’t wanna be out here after dark either…

Jack: …why not?

Cole: *looks him in the eye as if knowing what he’s seen* …Somethins real wrong with this place… *pats his arm* go on, hop in and I’ll get you home, Kay?

Jack: …s-sure… *climbs out of his truck and limps over to cassidys, watching over his shoulder the entire time to be safe that thing hasn’t pulled a fast one on him*

*a short drive later*

Jack: *quietly limping back inside after saying goodbye to his new friend, almost half tempted to run after him and beg him to let him stay with him instead, anywhere except here* … *sighs and turns on the light switch to see a message scrawled out on the wall in blood*

“GET. OUT.”

Jack: …LISTEN HERE ASSHOLE IM ALREADY IN CRIPPLING DEBT I CANT AFFORD TO LEAVE!!! SO EITHER FUCK OFF OR JUST KILL ME!!

*THUD!*

Jack: *Immediately crouches and shields his head with his arms as the lights suddenly go out* shit shit shit shit shi- *freezes looking at his feet to see two large cloven hooves behind them* … *slowly stands upright and shudders feeling hot breath on the back of his head and a body pressing in on his back*

Reaper: Do you know what I am?…

Jack: *sheepishly feels around behind himself and traces his fingers over curly and soft but oddly coarse fur* …A really ugly deer.

[obsessive-ego]

Late night chats

Musical beetlejuice x reader

Beej chats with you when he knows you're not listening

Fluff, pining

It was a long rough week, you were absolutely exhausted, you could barely stand, your knees wobbled as you finally arrived home, everyday this week has been hell between work using you to cover everyone and do everything, and personal family drama you had to attend too, you were glad to finally be home, safe, quiet, where nothing was expected of you, you could finally recharge.

Kicking your shoes off and tossing your bag and jacket aside to deal with later.

As you shamble to your bedroom, eager to swap your work clothes to something less constricting, you tap away on your phone, ordering dinner, you were too tired to cook anyway.

In your bedroom, you were quick to ditch your uniform in replacement for an over sized shirt and a pair of pajama pants.

Removing your bra felt like a weight has been lifted, as you slip on your pajamas you felt 100 pounds lighter, you flop down on your bed, barely clinging to being awake, as you were about to doze off, your phone blares to life with its loud ringtone, you groan in frustration, you force your body to get up and dig for your phone in your pants pocket, you miss the call by a second, before you could check who it was it buzzes again, you nearly drop the phone, startled, you fumble with the gadget, quickly answering the call, assuming it was your incompetent coworkers needing a question asked.

"What are you wearing?~"

You frown, knowing that voice anywhere

"Beetlejuice-"

"Oh baby, you will be wearing me by the time I'm done with you~" he moans

You scowl at this joke, too tired to really deal with his sense of humor, yes the ghoul could easily make you laugh with their lewd jokes, but honestly you were so tired nothing else really mattered.

"What-"

"So we gonna hook up? Or are you standing me up?"

"What?"

"Y/n what day is it?"

You're silent for longer then youd like to admit, beetlejuice starts before you could respond

"Friday, movie night, so, let's hear that magic b word sweetheart~" he chimes in a sing song tone.

As tired as you were, I guess a chill movie night would be fine, if you doze off during you could survive the teasing, wouldnt be the first time.

"Hello? Sugar? I'm not hearing my name come from that pretty little mouth of yours~"

You snap back, guess you zoned out longer then you thought, you utter a quick sorry, and shuffle to the living room.

"Beetlejuice, beetlejuice, beetlejuice"

Your apartment goes dark, you sigh, the ghoul had a thing for making an entrance

"HONEY IM HOME" the ghoul shouts, within seconds you are hoisted up from behind in a tight bear hug, Beetlejuice's head resting on you shoulder "babes I missed ya, you're such a mean little thing forgetting about our movie night, or were you just playing hard to get~" he purrs that last part.

Clearly embarrassed you try your best to squirm out of your predicament, the demon only cackles at your actions

"Keep wiggling like that sugar and your gonna give me a-"

The ghoul was interrupted by a knocking at your door, his eyes light up, before you could get a word in, you are dragged along to the front door

"Its showtime"

...

It was amazing how you were still able to order take out with all the nonsense beetlejuice did to the delivery guys, but it just goes to show that it's all about money, and let's be honest, nobody is gonna believe them, yeah sure, a zombie looking guy took the pizza and then turned into a pile of snakes.

...

Movie night was the same as always, Beej successfully snuggling up close with an arm around your shoulder, ever since the change of seasons he found you no longer took the lead on getting up close and personal, meaning he had to take initiative, not that he minded, since regardless of the temperature, you didnt mind him cuddling up, which was nice, you were so warm to the touch, he adored it.

Movie night was always a blast with the demon, yes you've seen this horror films 100 times, but watching them with Beej always made them more lively, his enthusiasm was so contagious. But as much fun as the evening together was you were officially out of energy, you tired in vain to keep awake, last movie night you dozed off midway through you delt with merciless teasing for a week, but all your effort was for not as you felt yourself slip into dreamland.

"Alright Doll what's up next in our-" the demon finally noticed you were out, he frowns, yeah it was cute, and sexy when you fell asleep on him, but it was really becoming kind of a pain on how hard you worked and how much it drained you, breathers are delicate, and besides he wanted to spend some real legit alone time with you.

The demon snaps his fingers and the two of you reappear in your bedroom, you being tucked into your bed, beej floats up beside you in a lounging position.

The ghoul stares at you, watching you naturally settle into a deep sleep, once a few moments have past and beetlejuice was sure you were out cold, he leans back placing his hands behind his head and let's out a deep sigh.

"Ya know doll, the other week I was in the netherworld for business, bumped into an old pal, buddy was going on and on about this demon he was banging, and boy, the look on his face when I told him I was banging a hot little breather, man, fucker was jealous, I mean we arent technically banging, yet." He whispered

This was a habit of Bj's chatting to you when you were asleep, he didnt need to sleep, so this was a nice way to pass the time.

"I showed him that photo of us lyds took, ya know the one, you were sitting on the couch playing with you phone and I had my head on your lap? Yeah, I keep it in my wallet, hell, it's the only thing in there" he snickers

You mumble something unintelligible, Beej hums in response

"Of course not sugar, I dont keep condoms in there, i prefer to go raw, demons cant get breathers pregnant anyways, wink wink"

The ghoul sighs reclining back and putting his hands behind his head

"Ya know, while I was down there, I had to file some paperwork with my Mom, the bitch she is, was going on and on about how I need to stop screwing around with breathers, she just doesnt get me, you know how it is"

You grumble in response

"Oh, yeah I know I told ya a sandworm ate her, shes back, it's a long story" he huffs with a scowl.

"Yeah she was saying how theres no point of me tricking another breather for a green card to live again, and I should leave you alone, fuck her, ya know, I dont need to trick ya for a green card, i know you're head over heels for me babes, and once you finally admit you love me and we fuck around for a bit, then I'll pop the question." He trails off looking in your direction, your were laying on your side facing the demon, as if you were awake listening to his every word, the demon sighs, staring at you sleeping form, god slash satan  he had no idea what he did to deserve you, his sweet caring breather. He could always come back to you, you were all his, you just didnt know it yet, and that was fine, for now, soon he'll get you to confess your undying love.

"What would I do without our little chats" he sighs, his eyes fixated on you, a purple hue begins to creep into his hair, he sighs again

"The only time I can be honest with ya huh babes?"

You mumble in response

"Its not like I dont WANT to be honest with ya, its just, come on, you gonna believe me? A demon from hell falling head over heels for a sweet little breather? I can barely believe it" he stares at you, his hair now completely purple.

"You know I love ya right?" The confidence in his voice fading, the question sounding more desperate then anything, as if the ghoul needed you to know or hed die again.

"...beee" you sigh

Beetlejuice perks up at the sound of your voice "bee?" Were you dreaming of him? The ghoul could just melt at the thought

"...beetlejuice"

You were

The purple in the demon's hair began to mix with hints of pink, his little breather was dreaming of him, the ghoul leans into you, his face inches from yours, studying your face in hopes to crack the mystery of what kind of dream you were having

"...beetlejuice" Again you mumble his name in your sleep

"Do you dream about me often babes? Ya know I dream of you~" he chuckles

"Beetle-"

Before you could finish the b word the demon shakes you awake

"Fuck" you say with a start "beetlejuice what are you doing" you grumble less then thrilled to be woken like this

"You were about to say the b word 3 times babes, had to put a stop to it" he chuckles sheepishly "you were babbling my name away in your sleep, guess you missed me huh?" His nervousness turned into a more confident jab

"I was? I-" you babble

"If you REALLY miss me baby cakes I could slip into bed with ya? Keep ya company" he leans in inches from your face, a moment passes and beetlejuice can see the hesitation in your face, yes he's snuck into bed with you multiple times, but he always left before you noticed.

"I wont do anything creepy" he begs grasping your hand as if to reassure you

"....okay" you whisper

The ghoul's eyes light up at your response in a flash he sheds his suit, leaving only a pair of boxers and slides under the covers next to you, the ghoul is over come by the warmth beneath the covers, and quickly latches on to your even warmer body.

"Good night Bee" you sigh "I'll try not to say your name 3 times"

"Night sugar♡" he cuddles into your chest making you the bigger spoon, though you were the smaller out of the two of you.

As you drift back into a deep sleep beetlejuice begins talking to you again

"You really know how to spoil a guy huh sugar, I guess I can wait a little longer till you say the 3 little words, as long as ya keep treating me like this♡ good night y/n, I love you"

[delicrieux]

—MAKE YOU SAY “OH” EXTRAS: TINDER

extra meaning non-canonical occurrence; can be placed anywhere in the “make you say oh” timeline after couple (cha. 14) and before the final “oh”. 

pairing—corpse husband x f!reader warnings—tinder profiles, tw: men, swearing.  word count—2.6k. format— written. ─── ❥ req by nonnie​:  y/n makes a youtube vid/live stream where she's just swiping through her tinder acc and corpse literally blocks her lmao

author’s note—akldsljfs this was such a funny idea i could not not write it lmao

ultimate masterlist. myso masterlist

You have pulled the biggest brain move by setting up both a facecam and a screen recorder on your phone. All is beautifully displayed and visible during the stream. Your fanbase is particularly intrigued on what exactly are you planning on doing today, seeing as your tweet of “strea” had been a bit vague, if not downright ominous. No emojis. No elaboration. You couldn’t even be bothered to finish the word. Truly, a mystery. Everyone tuned in and are currently waiting with bated breath.

A few of your fans must sense upcoming doom because the overall mood in the chat turns from optimistically intrigued to...evil. It’s an entity all on it’s own now, clawing at you through the screen with various renditions of laughter and devil emojis. A few eggplants thrown in there for good measure, accompanied, naturally, by the scandalous water drops. At first the common consensus is that you’re biting the bullet and going through your camera roll on stream. Definitely an idea worth considering, though you frankly don’t know what lies at the start of the 11k photograph journey, and you are afraid to check in public. Could be a harmless meme, could be a salacious pic you had saved of an OF star. It’s really a gamble. Either way, you would definitely get banned. You might still get banned. Why do you insist on doing shit like this?

Because it’s funny. Because you’re kinda stupid. Because it’s just so absolutely laughably easy to do.

A smile quirks your lips, and while it is not explicitly smug, the look in your eyes sure is, “Greetings,” You utter lowly, dimming the lights--the budget for this stream! Ugh, you went all out, “my children.”

mother i crave violence

sensing evil energy rn!!

i do not claim the energy in this video for myself or anyone else watching this 💖💖

^with peace and love shut the fuck up

“I know y’all lowkey hoes-” Upon your words the chat splits into two: one side eagerly agrees (even shares a few OF accounts! How helpful, supporting small businesses!), whilst the other feverishly insists on innocence. You make a face stuck somewhere between offended and bewildered, “Now c'mon now-I know you. I know you all. We’re the same, don’t-what was that?”

You try to scroll back to the comment but it’s loss in the sea of incoming messages, “I swear to God I just saw-”

Corpse_Husband: i love late night streams it’s not like i have anything better to do.

“COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORPSE!!!!” 

rip headphone users

i cant feel my face when im with you by the weeknd but instead of face its my fucking ears

yall think full vol on pc is better?my parents woke up 😭😭😭😭

To think he’s spending his last waking moments for today with watching you (he probably still would have anyway, because you do not posses an ounce of shame or self-control and pester him relentlessly)! It makes your heart sing, and suddenly, a traitorous, fun hating idea barges it’s way through the crowd of incoherent buzzing and states: don’t do this. For some reason it also has the voice of Rae. As if that would work in guilt-tripping you- Rae never succeed, and her fictitious rendition in mind won’t fare much better either.

Still, you thought about it. That must count for something. Corpse will understand, won’t he? Why don’t you want to upset it in the first place? Men look so funny when they lose their shit, like hello, don’t you have anything better to do? But the image of Corpse just sitting there, hurt, distraught, leaving you on seen because he’s in his sad boy hours leaves a sour taste in your mouth. 

queen rly went from  🥺😊 to 😕 u ok bbgirl?

Corpse_Husband: no pouts cutie

akjdjoeijdfse cUTIE??? deadass boutta r.i.p.

Well that succeeded in eliminating everything from mind, doubts included. If this was an anime, the scenery would shift into something roseate, with flowers and bubbles and sparkles all around you along with a halo or two. Alas, not an anime, rather reality. The led-lights, however, seemingly possessing a will of their own, slowly turn from deep violet to pink. You smile brightly, like the absolute dumbass you are, and you are met with a ray of heart and blushing emojis. You are just so cute, a real cutie! Still in your disguise adorable state, you swipe your finger on your phone screen, the grin never leaving your lips.

There, among the plethora of apps, nestled sits a red square with a white fire plastered on it. The delicate calligraphy on the bottom reads: TINDER.

The mood changes once again- you’re giving the roaches emotional instability by how quickly everything flips over- and the chat spams eggplants vigorously; some, of course, bravely fight against the thirst.

nooooooo i thought y/n is gonna stream in a god honoring way!!!

^pack it up girl defined

“So, Charlie and I-” You note a few awfully curious comments and squint, “-yes, we talk a lot. Charlie is a really good friend of mine. We’re best friends. Brothers. Sisters. Cousins. The whole fucking family tree-no, that sounds weird. Delete. Anyway, Charlie, being the absolute fucker he is, said, hey, you know what would be funny? And I was like, nooo, what would be funny, Charlie? And he says to me, he says, says, making fun of men on Tinder. And if y’all need any more proof that Charlie and I are platonic soulmates, then dunno, my children, my roaches, I dunno-I dunno what more to give you.”

You can’t be bothered reading the comments, there’s too damn many. You also need to save your reading comprehension for the actual bios. It has a time limit, that darn thing. 

“Okay, so I made a profile earlier, but I hadn’t swiped on anyone yet-” Despite the fact, Tinder helpfully informs you that already 99+ people have swiped right on you, “So, this is me,” You show the pictures you have of yourself, and damn, not to be a conceited narcissist, but you look really good. Like if you saw yourself on Tinder, you’d super like instantly. “Uhm, so, my bio-my bio says: let’s sauce in the tub together, ya dig? splishy splashy, giggle giggle.” 

i cant believe we are witnessing y/n trying to form a coherent sentence live 

shes trying give her time

ya dig??? y not capeesh

what scene from the godfather is this lol?

“My anthem, is,” You laugh, covering your lips with your hand, “Corpsie, this is form you-” Proudly, you show that indeed, Corpse’s E-GIRLS ARE RUINING MY FUCKING LIFE is listed as your anthem on Spotify, “Hehe.” Yes, you say that aloud.

Corpse_Husband: you’re killing me Corpse_Husband: thanks baby Corpse_Husband: now delete tinder ❤︎

You ignore his last quip, deciding it’s finally time to get this show on the road, “Right, let’s do this shit. I’m not actually going to swipe on any guys that look, uh, decent? Yuck, can’t believe I just said that, uhm, because I-because I feel like some actually deserve a chance with someone? I don’t wanna get anyone’s hopes up, as I am currently in a long distance relationship with Chrollo. So I’m just gonna swipe on, like, frat boy assholes. Because I don’t care if I hurt their feelings. Quite frankly I don’t think they possess them in the first place.”

The chat voices their agreements. With the ground rules set, you, giddy, click on the first profile.

Does Tinder know what you’re doing, your plan? The FBI agent watching you through your phone must be working overtime, bless his heart. They must, because the the first guy to meet you is named Jason, and there he is, blond hair and blue eyes, holding up a fish the size of his torso. Marginally adequate in looks, pretty good muscles. A solid 7 bordering on 8. He’s the same age as you, 15 miles away, and he studies at some college you don’t care enough to look up. Bio reads:

I like to drive fast. Fishing is my passion, but if you can’t catch me by the ocean, you’ll catch me catching waves, bro! Love a good gym date. You do squats, and I’ll keep a close eye to make sure you’re doing it correctly ;) You probably saw me at a party. Leader of the The Phi Kappa Psi. I’m a Gemini, if that matters lol.

You, of course, read it aloud, dramatically; provide some constructive criticism-he seems nice, but he’s a Gemini, so naturally, you can’t trust him at all! Also, that gym date session leaves little to be desired. With your rant done, you swipe right, and shocker! (not), it’s an instant match.

“Okie, I still wanna swipe of some profiles, so I’ll see what he’ll text later-” For a second you wonder the legalities of this stream, but you’re having too much fun to think of it further, “guys, I won't get sued, right?”

NOW she considers it

well....

if you do, we’ll kickstart your lawyer dw <3

Onto the next profile. Kevin, 25, is seen fixing his car- or, you assume he’s mid-fixing it, you don’t really know why else he’d hold a wrench and be covered in oil. He’s shirtless, and the caveman part of your brain echoes something closely resembling AWOOOGA!, but...but!...blonde hair, blue eyes. You pout again, “I don’t...I don’t really like blond boys, ya know? With the blue eyes and all, it’s just not my thing, uhm, unless it’s like-like...Armin from Attack on Titan. Else I don’t care.”

Onto the bio:

You have to treat a car like you treat a woman: go on long rides, take the lead, but most importantly, keep her oiled up 😜 

“What the fuck did I just read?”

The chat is equally confused. You swipe right anyway- another match. Too easy.

The stream continues without incident for a solid thirty minutes- all of your matches, expect a few that genuinely looked like normal dudes that really couldn’t write a decent bio to save their lives, had been blond hair blue eyed gym rats with ranging forms of misogyny. Some opened with asking for nudes out right, some asked about your day first before asking for nudes. You prefer the former. Straight to the point! You admire the gall. 

But then, down the forty-five minute mark a profile popped up that made you still by your phone, your smile dying as your eyes bulged. Dear God. Lord in heaven. Who is this demonspiit lookalike and why is he so fucking hot? The neck tats, the skateboard, the clothes- holy shit, you gotta close your mouth before some drool dribbles out.

No bio, just his name, Tyler, and that he’s 23.

“He boutta be 23 in me.” You mutter, swiping right with lightning speed.

WHAT DID SHE SAYYYYY?????????

tyler is y/ns karma for relentlessly mocking that one guy that had a whole ass list on what his “female” partner should be

^he deserved it and also tyler seems like a typical fuckboi y/n grow a braincell

look at mom 🥺 her eyes are sparkling

It wasn’t a match right away. You somehow expected as much, but it still upset you. Simp behavior, pathetic. The stream continued bravely, and when Tyler messaged you a simple “yo” you totally didn’t sequel. You didn’t manage to text him back on stream: texting all those guys that you didn’t really find all that attractive was easy, but this...You’re a sucker for a man who radiates red flag energy. His whole profile is a red flag. He might just be a red flag himself.

What can you do? Suddenly becoming color blind is not easy. Once the stream ends, you unmatch with everyone expect Tyler. He you chat with for a bit, but a sudden craving for different company makes you abandon him, too. You don’t feel too heartbroken for him- you’re certain there’s already too many girls in his dms. You wish them luck.

Happily, you delete Tinder. You go to Twitter, notice you’re trending again- look at you go! Queen shit- and as you compose a thank you tweet, something strange happens. You go to text Corpse, but when you click on his profile you grow cold.

YOU’RE BLOCKED. You can’t follow or see @/Corpse_Husband ‘s Tweets. 

...Pardon? You hop onto Instragram and-also blocked. Seriously? And you thought you’re one petty bitch. Corpse is seriously prissy about everything. Damn, if he didn’t like your stream, he could’ve just said so. Didn’t need to, like, block you from his internet existence. So not cool.

You try texting him but no text go through. Well how will you let him know you deleted Tinder just like he asked? You relieve your frustrations by punching your pillow a few times. Later, you apologize to her, you didn’t mean to hurt her, it’s not her, it’s you. Fuck, 5 minutes of exile and you’re already loosing your mind.

“Raeeeeeeeeeeee!” You whine loudly. It’s roughly 2am now, but you don’t care. You’re too heartbroken to care. There’s a thump from her room, but nothing else, “Raeeeeeeeee!!!” You wail, wallowing in self-pity on your bed. You hear a very loud, very annoyed sigh from her room, followed by angry marching. Your door is abruptly thrown open, and in the dim, colorful light you see her scowl.

“What?” She grits.

“Can you please tell Corpse to unblock me from everything?”

“What did you do now?”

“I made fun of men on Tinder.”

She pauses, “...That doesn’t sound so bad.” She surmises, voice laced with suspicion, “What else?”

“...There was one really hot guy that I kinda sorta talked to after--”

“Y/n.”

“-But I totally deleted Tinder and honestly he was pretty boring, so, like, uhm, please?”

She sighs, the servery of which implies she is holding the weight of the world on her shoulders, and instantly you know that you won. She taps away at her phone, “You owe me one.” She states, and before you can reply, she exits your room and slams the door behind her.

Grinning, you text his phone again. The message goes through, oh gosh, you’re so relieved you feel like crying. This has been, officially, the worst five minutes of your life.

You Y DID U BLOCK ME LOSER!!! MAJOR LOSER ALERT!! I DELETED EVERYTHING IT WAS A JOKE r u still mad at me? y u always mad at me i never do anything:(

my husband You’re my baby, how do you think I’ll react when I see you publicly simping for some asshole on Tinder?

Oh no, he used the words, he delivered the killing blow. You’re finished. Your heart can’t take such a workout. 

Not that you would ever admit it to him, though!

You hehe ur jellyyyy u always dis jealous hehe?

my husband Not jealous.

Yeah, you might not be the brightest tool in the shed, but even you know that’s a lie. You send him an array of kissy emojis that he doesn’t have the decency to reply to. Then, completely unprompted and dead serious, you send him a simple voice memo, saying: “You really have nothing to worry about, you know? You’re my favorite, Corpsie.”

He responds via text, reiterating that he’s not fucking jealous and that he just doesn’t like when you show such outward interest in anyone but it’s not like he cares or anything. It’s just really, like, weeeeird to see his baby simping for another man like that totally ruins the whole dynamic!!! It was only natural that he should block you on every social media platform, including his personal number (which, like, was completely necessary! Doesn’t matter that his viewers can’t see it, it’s gotta be super believable!), and inform his followers of that, because it’s all a joke, like, for the dynamic, that Youtube grind, you know? Ya dig? No personal feelings were involved at all. He totally wasn’t upset that you found someone else cute, no way!

my husband I’m not jealous. Lol.

You ik u repeated tht like 50 times  u trynna convince me or??? lmao

my husband No comment. ...You don’t actually talk to anyone else like we’re talking, right?

You no one else calls me their baby if thts wat ur wondering at least not to my knowledge lol im all urs

my husband That makes me very happy to hear:)

Yeah, it makes you very happy, too.

hope you liked it!! xx