#please please just show me your locations 🙏

[multicohn]

summary: isack thought that being brought into formula one meant that he would have a new teammate and potential mentor. what he didn't expect was to be adopted by yuki and his girlfriend

warnings: cursing ( duh ), violence / threats ( in a joking way )

pairing: fem! reader x yuki tsunoda ( romantic ), fem! reader x yuki tsunoda x isack hadjar ( platonic )

genre: smau fluff, comfort, established relationship ( reader x yuki )

face claim: no one in particular, just random couples off pinterest

author note: i miss them so much

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user: MY PARENTS ARE FINALLY REUNITED

user: mama y papa

user: WE MISSED YOU IN THE PADDOCK QUEEN

landonorris: drop the location 👀

| youruser: they have a tank full of fish.

| landonorris: IM MOR SCARED OF FISH I JUST DONT LIKE EATING THEM

| youruser: yeah okay

yukitsunoda0511: shayla?

| youruser: it’s a tiktok thing, i’ll show you later

| yukitsunoda0511: okay

| yukitsunoda0511: and i missed you too baby 💖

| youruser: 🥹

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youruser

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youruser: home is where the heart is or whatever this say

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user: THEYRE SO CUTE

user: yuki is so bf coded

| youruser: I KNOW I START TO CRY OVER HIM but then i remember that i can cry TOO HIM

| user: you’re so real for that

francisca.cgomes: favs ❤️

| youruser: i luv luv u

user: MY PARENTS FOR REAL

isackhadjar: it was nice meeting you

| youruser: it was nice meeting you too!

user: not isack being a third wheel LMAO

liamlawson30: thank god i don’t have to see you’s acting all lovey dovey anymore

| youruser: kys

| liamlawson30: ON THE MAIN ACCOUNT????

yukitsunoda0511: my love

( see translation )

| youruser: love when you whip out the japanese

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redbullracing: max would like to have a word about that…

| youruser: swear at him

| redbullracing: i fear of being fired

| youruser: tell him to message me himself

| redbullracing: 🫡

user: ISACK BEING YUKIS FRID KIDNOMG 😭😭

yukitsunoda0511: really

| youruser: LOOK AT THE WAY YOURE LOOKING AT HIM

| yukitsunoda0511: i was looking at you actually

| youruser: oakansk

user: tbh, now im kinda glad they didn’t promote him cause i would’ve missed out on this duo

maxverstappen1: 🤨

| youruser: you’re just using them as test dummies.

| maxverstappen1: THIS IS DEFAMATION

| youruser: aw max i didn’t know you knew such a big word 🥺

| maxverstappen1: give him back

| youruser: YOU HAVE 5 OTHERS

| maxverstappen1: I HAD 6 TO START WITH

| youruser: GO AWAY

| youruser: IM TELLING KELLY ON YOU

isackhadjar: 🥹

| youruser: 🫂

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youruser

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youruser: JAPAN I LOVE YOU

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youruser: MY BABY GOT P3

youruser: HE WAS ON THE PODIUM

youruser: MY YUKI

youruser: SOBBING STILL

youruser: ALSO ISACK P5 🥳🥳👏 congrats isackhadjar

user: yuki tearing up while being up there and then seeing y/n crying her heart out got me

user: it was long overdue

user: YODIUM

user: AND IT WAS AT HIS HOME RACE

user: y/n is so real for mentioning isack

| user: THIS HE DROVE INCREDIBLY

user: isack and y/n hugging while celebrating yuki — THATS HIS FAMILY UOUR HONOUR

yukitsunoda0511: i couldn’t have done it without.

| youruser: MY PODIUM DRIVER GUYS

| youruser: i love you so much

isackhadjar: thanks y/n! hopefully we can be on the podium together at some stage

| youruser: you’s definitely will! hoping it doesn’t take that long

| isackhadjar: you and me both 😅

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user: 3 RACES??? LETS GO

user: please don’t separate them 🙏

user: wonder if isack is with them

| youruser: he is!

| user: THATS SO CUTE

maxverstappen1: no thank you?

| youruser: for what

| maxverstappen1: FOR USING MY PLANE???

| youruser: THIS IS CHARLES’ PLANE WTH ARE UOU ON ABOUT

| maxverstappen1: we share planes

| youruser: that’s probably one of the biggest loads of bs ive ever heard

| youruser: YOURE NOT GETTING ISACK BACK SHOO GO AWAY

| maxverstappen1: you’ve been warned

| youruser: if you make yuki dnf ill drag you out of that car and beat you in front of everyone

| maxverstappen1: i’ll like to see you try ☺️

| youruser: 🔪

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yukitsunoda0511

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yukitsunoda0511: few pics of the last few days since she leaves me soon :(

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user: just fell in my knees in my kitchen

user: NO YOURE LYING

user: WHAT ABOUT ISACK ???!!?!!!

maxverstappen1: finally

| kellypiquet: max please

| youruser: GETS HIS ASS KELLS

pierregasly: alone at last 👀

| yukitsunoda0511: 🫢🫣

| francisca.cgomes: this means i get y/n for the next few weeks 🤭🤭

| yukitsunoda0511: wait

| youruser: we were supposed to keep this private kiks 😪

| francisca.cgomes: im sorry my love but i just couldn’t take it anymore

| pierregasly: it seems ive made a mistake

youruser: im going to miss you so much

| yukitsunoda0511: :(

isackhadjar: i already miss you 😭

| youruser: ISACK MY SON 😭😭

| youruser: im going to miss you the most

| yukitsunoda0511: ⁉️

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user: OH MY GOD 😭😭😭

user: yuki and isack CAN NOT be separated now

| user: i will throw hands dont even test me rn

visacashapprb: we have so many tiktok ideas

| youruser: idk if i should be happy or scared

| visacashapprb: you’ll see ☺️

| youruser: 😨

maxverstappen1: im suing you for emotional distress

| youruser: im actually going to block you

| maxverstappen1: GUVE HIM BACK

| youruser: NO

kellypiquet: max is having a breakdown

| youruser: ARE YOU SERIOUS

| kellypiquet: very

| youruser: idk if i should apologise or laugh 🧍‍♀️

| kellypiquet: neither

| kellypiquet: it’s quite funny

| youruser: LMAO

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youruser: my boys <3

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user: lowkey thankful that yuki didn’t move or else we wouldn’t get this

| youruser: same honestly

user: vcarb should do the “just you and me and us and your friend steve” audio

| visacashapprb: 👀

lilymhe: why can’t i have a grid kid?

| alex_albon: we use to have two…

| logansargeant: USE TOO??? i see how it is

| alex_albon: wait no

user: i love when drivers and their gfs take care of the younger drivers

| user: the fact that yuki isn’t even that much older than isack is taking me out 😭

maxverstappen1: 🕳🚶‍♂️

pepemartiofficial: can i be adopted too?

| youruser: MY NEW SON

| isackhadjar: MY NEW BROTHER

| yukitsunoda0511: oh

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[marrycv]

Pick up your phone!

paring : toxic!ellie x toxic!reader

warnings : Mention of weed, alcohol. Ellie’s punishment with sex. Mention of nudes. Oral (e!receiving), fingering (r!reveiving). Language, nicknames such as : slut, doll, angel, baby, bitch, motherfocker (and others). mention of yn like twice. Mention of cheating and lying and many other bad things 😅. Ellie and reader are NOT healthy, do not romanticize their relationship, its fucked up. Porn w out plot? (kinda). Both reader and ellie are mean and does fucked up shit. 18+

summary : You wait Ellie again. she’s late for 4 hours and she wants to make it up to you. But you didn’t want to fall in her arms this time- which you obviously lost at trying to do. Ellie’s mad and has a punishment for you when she was in the wrong, and you had every right to be mad at her.

kinda a scrap this is bad 🙏

short asf

you :

00:12 - Ellie, where are you?

00:34 - Ellie istg answer me!!

1:02 - c’mon you said you’d come over today

Els 🖕🏻:

1:55 - im omw

1:57 - dont bother.

2:01 - im sorry im late

2:01 - you’re always sorry, dont come home and go fuck one of your stupid fangirls

2:02 - im coming over

2:02 - i said no

2:03 - c’mon lemme make it up to you 💋

2:05 - im gonna block you

2:32 - yn? !message not delivered!

“fuck” Ellie mumbled under her breath, going out of the studio and jumps in her Truck. going over speed’s limit and then knocking hard enough on your apartment to wake up everyone else in the combo.

you get up from your bed, unable to sleep due to waiting for her all night.

you open your door and when you see Ellie standing in front of it, smelling weed and alcohol, you know she wasn’t gonna be easy to deal with tonight.

“Ellie go home, its 3 in the morning…”

“cmon let me in baby” she said in a whisper, almost sounding like a whine.

You and Ellie’s relationship was complicated- that was what you were saying to your friends, because the amount of time you two broke up, that she cheated on you, that you would expose her nudes on internet, that she would sleep with a stranger just to piss you off and somehow you’d still let her come back in your arms- as she did the same with you. you would do shitty things as well, like saying to all of her fans that the concert was cancelled or that it changed location. you could also post on twitter her worse secrets when you learned that she cheated on you. you’d also make up lies about some random stuff just to get a revenge out of her.

but mostly she would just fuck up your trust for her like coming home 4 hours later or cheating on the infinite amount of girls. she’d also love bomb you to get you back and then would disappear for weeks. she also showed all of her band’s member the sextape she got of you- and you knew after Dina, the base player told it to you. You and ellie would randomly call eachothers- especially when she or you were under something, most likely weed or alcohol but sometimes something else. It wasnt rare that you would make her jealous and posting a story of you and a girl on instagram and she’d come over to fuck you dumb. only to wake up alone in the bed.

“ellie please i just wanna sleep tonight, no fight.”

“and please i just wanna say sorry, no fight.” Ellie answered, thinking she was a smart girl for this one

you rolled your eyes.

“are you even able to walk?” you asked her, seeing her flushed cheeks and her eyes red like hell

“of course i am baby, im okay.. please let me just make it up to you im so sorry im late”

“no youre not! because you wouldve told me you’d come home late or you wouldve just told me that you were busy!!!”

“im so sorry..” she says in a childish tone, just as if she was mocking you for being so mad.

“fuck off els”

Ellie rolled her eyes and made her way inside, taking steps closer to you.

“dont talk to me like that.” Ellie says, looking right into your eyes- mood changing suddenly, she didnt get the answer she wanted.

“you dont show up 4 hours late, bitch”

Ellie’s jaw tightened and she looked at you furiously

“tell me you just wanted to fuck me Ellie.”

“dont you ever call me ‘bitch’ again.”

“or what? you’re gonna leave? that already happened, i can survive it.”

“nah.. im gonna give you a lesson.”

“the fuck you mean?”

“get on your knees” Ellie said, tone demanding.

“i wont do shit you ask me to do Ellie.” you say scared of what she’s gonna ask you to do. you have some suspicions, but your mind is overthinking about so many possibilities.

Ellie puts her hands on your shoulders and force you to get you on your knees. She looks at you from down and she takes off her pants along with her boxers.

“you know what to do now.” Ellie tells you, intertwining her fingers with your hair, pulling you closer to her pussy. You start to give her short licks, obviously nothing enough for her.

“I swear to god you motherfucker if you dont do what-“

Ellie started but got cut off with one of her whines by you sucking her clit like your life depended on it. Your knees hurts, but her grip in your hair is too strong for you to move. your holding her by the thighs, moaning against her cunt by how good she tastes. obviously pussydrunk by her. and the perfect little grunts she would make made you so fucking wet. her hips would be jerking against your face, riding your tongue the best she could to chase your high. Ellie would never tell you, but you ever were the only one to make her cum. she knew that it would make your ego so much too high if she told you that on countless girls you were the only one able to please her. you know her sweet spots and she wasnt scared to be vulnerable with you. she always was. and you always were too.

“Fuck- fuck.. just like that, yeah”

her grunts would turn into whines and her whines into small moans. Ellie wasnt that much of a loud girl, but you knew if she was vocal- it was good. it made you laugh, sending vibrations through her clit.

“Im gonna- fuckkk!!” she moans out as she cums in your mouth. you still suck her clit as she rides your tongue for her high to be longer.

you get up from your knees and ellie kisses you, tasting herself on your tongue. the kiss turns rapidly messy and rough. Ellie would hold you by the hips, directing you by the bed. as soon as you touched the bed, she made you lay down on it and she got on top of you, still making out with you. her kisses got on your jaw until your neck. she then took a pause to look at you. you were eye doying her- she would always win. you were her little slut.

“only needed my” puts a finger into your core “fingers to shut that attitude huh?”

she takes off your shirt- which you were braless under it. peaking already your tits, ellie titled her head, smirking

“you got ready for me, doll?”

you nodded, wanting more of her.

“nuh huh, words baby, i want words.” she told you as the sucked one of your nipples as one of her hand was massaging the other breast. as her other hand was working on your clit to make you feel sooo good.

“j-just for you els!” you obey to her request, only wanting her to go faster.

“faster el- faster!!” you try to manage to tell her.

“faster huh?” Ellie says as she just slows her pace of her fingers brushing against that sweet spot of yours.

“please ellie!!” you beg for her to go faster as she just slows down again and again.

“i didnt say you’d get a good time Baby, this is your punishment, as deserved.”

“please.. ill be good Ellie- never gonna be m-mean with you ever” you faked promised her, just needed to tell her whatever she wanted to hear.

“yeah? you’d do this for me, angel?” Ellie asks as shes at only one finger, completely ruining you. completely making you cry for more- needing more.

“id do anything- just please fuck me ellie, fuck me.”

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2 days after this huge mistake. You and Ellie started to do this kind of thing all the time. She’d piss you off, you’d be mad, she’d become madder for something she made you mad at- and would finish as sex. the only way you two did work out with.

she made you feel so good and you made her feel better.

This was unhealthy, but she was so addictive.

she’d come home in the middle of the night- wouldnt care if you were deep asleep or had a party- she’d take care of that pussy no matter what. Her songs would be about you two relationships.

Everyone liked it.

and you were happy you had such a big impact that she wrote- and sang about you.

But she didnt see you that pretty- you were her fucking toy.

14:01 : why the fuck did you say that i was toxic in your song?

15:56 : because you are.

15:59 : fuck you els

16:01 : you wish <3

16:01 : you’re the toxic one in our relationship

16:30 : 💀💀 hell nah

16:31 : Ellie how many times did you cheat on me?

17:23 : babe, we were on break how many times do i get to tell you that?

17:23 : anyways i gtg ill see you tonight ;)

She wasnt easy and you werent either.

but whatever, she has become way more famous than ever.

she’d send you those pictures before a show, trying to make you come to one (which you did but didnt tell her).

“does that feel good els?” you say as your face was in between her thighs, on your knees just like how she loved you like that.

“fuck babe dont stop!!” Ellie would tell you into a soft tone, not so much like that little ‘dominant’ cover she’s making everyone believe she was. she was always the one screaming your name over and over.

she then would make you see heaven with her cock filling you up, camera in one hand and the other one on your breast. She’d look at it all the time, rolling circles on her clit whenever she missed you and you blocked her so she couldnt ask you for any nudes- she has better, she could literally see you in action getting fucked by her.

she loved you, that was why she was so fucked up at showing it.

and you just were getting revenge for how she made you feel.

But in a way you two belonged together.

But she’d still use you for your amazing body and how good your tongue felt against her cunt.

you were her little stress reliever. (you’d let her do whatever she wanted to you- you’d just never tell her that)

request are open 💋

[lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom]

Hello there! 👋🏽 If you don’t mind, I was wondering if I could make a request with Tech? With maybe a bookworm reader if that’s okay? I feel like it would be a cute dynamic! Thank you and have a good day! 🙏🙌

Bookworm

Tech x Reader

Summary- You and Tech have a moment alone on The Marauder. What better way to spend it than reading! Accompanied by Tech on his datapad, of course.

A/N- It's totally okay!!! I figured the best format for this kind of request was bullet point- but I am not very good at those. So, i compromised with this! Hope you enjoy, thanks for requesting!

Word Count- 990

Hunter, Omega, Wrecker, and Echo had all left the ship to go look for some dinner. A job you all completed recently left you with some spending money. You figured everyone deserved a real meal for once.

It left you and Tech alone in The Marauder. You could have easily went to hang out at Cid's bar, but you couldn't stand to be around her. You hated the way she poked fun at Tech's goggles.

Only you were allowed to call him 'goggles.'

The thought only temporarily distracted you from your book. You quickly resumed reading, only to realize you had to restart the whole page. This time actually process what you're reading! You thought to yourself.

Grumbling, you squeezed your eyes shut and straightened up in your seat. You happened to take a spot in the co-pilots chair. Tech always sat in the pilots.

"Something the matter?" Tech asks, not looking up from his datapad.

It was sweet, that he noticed your small movements. "Just trying to focus, I lost my place." You finally found a comfortable position, situating your book back in your hands.

"It can help to fidget with one hand, to increase your chances of focus." He informed, per usual.

You smiled up at him, he glanced up from the pad when he felt your gaze on him. He flashed a very brief smile- more of a grin, it was all you needed though.

You listened to him rant about his findings on 'focus' for a few minutes, knowing anyone else would have shut him up by now. Him talking never bored you or made you uncomfortable, despite many others complaining.

"Thank you, Tech." You simply said, returning to your book. He seemed pleased enough and went back to tinkering on his datapad.

A newfound silence came over, you read your book in peace. The story of the thieves with powers fighting the government amused you. What amused you more was the fact you had personally been on more dangerous missions, yet the book still captured you.

It was nice to imagine yourself in their place, even when you wouldn't change what you have for the word.

You'd go on a million death defying missions if it meant you were with Tech.

While you typically could put down over 50 pages in an hour, Tech interrupted you again. Not with any other intentions than to please you.

"Yes?" You responded after he called your name.

He reached in a compartment to the left of the console. A place Tech used to store his latest experiments.

He pulled out a neatly wrapped gift. It had swirls of color on the paper that wrapped it. He said nothing, just handed the rectangular item to you.

"For me?"

"That would be correct."

You tried to fight the corners of your mouth rising, but it was no use. Tech watched you violently, showing little expression.

You gently took the paper off, not wanting to make a mess of his careful work.

You slowly revealed it to be a new book, the fourth book in the series to the one you were just reading.

"Tech, I- I thought it was a limited edition! There was only a hundred made across the galaxy!" You looked in his deep brown eyes.

"Yes, it is." He confirmed.

"H-how did you get it!" You were baffled, the thought he put into your gift- and for no special occasion.

"It was not difficult. I was able to track all the shipping numbers to their respective planets, and when we had a mission on one- I located the book through its buyers." He said, nonchalantly. Like he didn't easily buy one of the most rare books you knew of.

"Why? Did I miss an anniversary?" You were slightly confused on why he gave you the gift. You hoped you weren't supposed to also have a gift prepared.

"Uh, no. You mentioned exactly 129 rotations ago that you wanted the book. I saw no problem in getting it." He remembered...

You were moved to small tears, now flowing down your cheeks.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Yes, Tech. Of course I am." You rose to your feet, throwing yourself on him in a big hug. He hugged you back. While he didn't completely understand your acclimation to physical affection- he didn't mind you doing as you pleased to him.

He gently patted your back, and you pulled away. "Thank you, i'm going to have to finish this book quickly now. I can't wait to read it..."

"You are welcome." He responded, you let him be and lifted yourself off of him. He grabbed his datapad and clicked away.

What you didn't know was that sometimes Tech would watch you read. In times like these, when you found yourself sitting or laying next to each other. You reading, him on his datapad.

He would study your face, taking in every expression. He would think about what you were reading- was it sad, happy, thrilling? Feelings were a trivial matter to him, but he was always thinking of ways to make you happy.

He loved it when you read, sometimes out loud to him. It was soothing to hear your voice when he worked on a project or was fixing a part on The Marauder.

The way you tapped your foot, or bounced your leg when you got to a complex part in a book. Or, when you were both laying down together and accidentally hit Tech in shock at a twist in the story. He loved every bit of it.

You turned back to your original book, now more determined than ever to finish it.

You did, however, catch Tech staring this time. You met his gaze, a wide smirk on your face. You couldn't help but giggle briefly. He gave you an odd look, but went back to his datapad. Just as you went back to your book.

A/N- Thank you so much for reading! Requests are about to be open, just one more to fulfill! As always, I am open to constructive criticism.

Tags- (LMK if you want to be tagged as well!) @thethreeeyed-raven @knight-of-flowerss

[asratery]

Miguel O’Hara x Spider-Man!Male Reader

You were a member of the spider society, rising quickly to be part of the small circle of Miguel’s most valued members due to your agility and strength even with your strong, tall stature. You and Miguel had a complicated relationship. At least on his end. The man was curious about your quiet nature and selfless behavior. You were a man of few words, being both a Spider-Man as well as hosting a symbiote from your world. You had a dedication to the cause that could compare with Miguel, even placing it over your physical health. Today, Miguel’s carelessness as well as your lack of self care would hit you like a truck.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three

cw: masturbation (male), hand obsession, size diff (mentioned), sexual tension (?), sexual implications, use of y/n

Please give criticism 🙏 this is my first time writing as a whole so I’m so sorry if the format is weird and/or if the summary is ass. ALSO THIS IS REALLY LONG (imo) SO I APOLOGIZE. 😭 And pls tell me if i should make a part two. (edit: okay, i calculated and its 5.2K words lmao... my bad)

You don’t remember the last time you visited HQ or even your own dimension. You’d been traveling to various earths and hunting down located anomalies per Miguel’s order.

Your physical conditions were never a worry to you while on your expeditions, simply stitching up whatever injuries you endured before carrying on. Miguel would protest to this behavior of yours, requesting that you return back to HQ for proper medical attention, but you’d quickly dismiss his precautions, having Venom keep your injuries wrapped under it’s tar-like material to avoid bursting any stitches when you were busy tackling your objectives.

You rarely fully involved Venom in your missions. It never objected to your request to remain tucked away while you worked, understanding that you preferred to rely on your own strength to take down opponents.

Miguel sent you on a new array of missions about two weeks ago. They were rather easy for someone of your skill, though it did get annoying when one enemy turned into two, then three, and so on in just one mission. These hiccups never stunted your performance, but they didn’t fail to stress Miguel out. You didn’t fully understand why the man was so anxious whenever you’d go on your missions. He never showed the same worry for the other members of the Spider Society, so what was so different about you?

Miguel had been spending most of his days in his office since you left, his earpiece being filled with the sounds of battle as you took down anomalies on the other end. You preferred not to speak, but with Miguel’s insistence, you were forced to make some noise for him every so often to ease his nerves, whether it be a grunt or a hum. Depending on your mood, some days you’d find it to be overbearing and on better ones, you’d find it to be almost comforting.

‘What is wrong with me.’ Miguel thought to himself, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He’d been sitting in his office chair, clicking around on his keyboard as he watched your marker on the map traveling miles in minutes as you moved around a random Earth, searching for a rumored anomaly. Everything had been going well until he’d heard you breathing heavily on the other end as you stopped to rest for a moment, you raspy pants tickling his ear. He’d immediately dismissed Lyla as he felt his pants tighten at the noises you made, resting his hand over the forming tent in his suit. Fuck, he had to hear your voice. He needed to.

“Y/n? You alright?” Miguel spoke through the earpiece, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice. Y/n didn’t reply with words, opting to hum in acknowledgement. No, that wasn’t enough for Miguel. “Y/n?” Y/n groaned in annoyance at his insistence, but the noise was like heaven in Miguel’s ear. Much more than what he was requesting. “I’m fine.” Y/n replied curtly before continuing his search, his stationary marker starting to move on the map again.

Miguel’s mind was already wandering when he heard y/n groan, but hearing your voice after radio silence for days? He already had a fantasy forming in his head now. There were too many days where you’d hover over him as he briefed you on an upcoming mission, his mind muddled with ideas of you bending him over the table, ripping his suit open and just fucking him over the surface. “Y/n.” Miguel unintentionally groaned out as he pulled his pants down just enough to release his cock from its confines.

“Hm?” Y/n responded in an undertone, oblivious to the intentions behind Miguel’s voice. Miguel pressed a hand over his mouth. He didn’t mean to call your name aloud. “Y-You’re approaching the signal.” Miguel spoke quickly, his heart fluttering at his slip up. You hummed in acknowledgment, a bit confused on why he had to announce it since he equipped your wristwatch with a mini map, but you dismissed it. Miguel quickly muted his mic on the earpiece to avoid making the same mistake. He looked down at his semi, the cool air making it all the more sensitive.

He dipped one of his hands down, sliding his thumb over the slit of his cock as the other turned the volume up on his earpiece, listening to your heavy breathing as you swung through an abandoned city. “Fuck, please.” Miguel murmured under his breath, his eyes fluttering shut as he slid his hand down his length, imagining your larger, calloused hands in its place.

He had to lower the volume of his earpiece to near silence, the sound of the wind hitting your side of the mic disrupting his thoughts. Miguel lightly gripped his cock, sliding his hand back up to the tip, a bead of pre forming at the motion. Gods, he needed to just tell you, but he knew it wasn’t that simple. You were nearly ten years younger than him, being only 23 years old compared to his 30 years of age. You wouldn’t want someone as old as him, much less a man. You probably had women clinging to your arms in your world, and the thought evoked a flare of jealousy in his chest.

Fuck, what would you think of him if you saw him like this? Thrusting into his hand at just the sound of your voice and faraway fantasies.

You’d been making rounds around this damned city. The place was desolate but somehow a fellow spider managed to spot an anomaly when they accidentally entered in the wrong number in an attempt to portal to their own world. Your wristwatch was picking up on a thermal presence, yet you just couldn’t find it. ‘I swear, if it’s underground, I’m dragging Miguel here to take care of this, multiverse be damned.’ You thought to yourself as you swung between rusting skyscrapers.

Your thoughts were cut off by your watch beeping, detecting a thermal signal in close range. That’s weird. You’d already scoured this area. It must’ve moved in the time that you were on the other side of the city. Your eyes were focused on the watch too closely to notice another presence approaching your side. Another anomaly. Wonderful.

Your senses kicked off but it wasn’t as quick as this creature. You were already airborne before you were launched through the window of a skyscraper you were passing, a rib cracking under the pressure your left side endured. ‘Light work.’ You thought to yourself as you kicked up off the floor of the office level you landed in, planting your feet down before launching out the side you were thrown into. You swung your way up to the roof of the high rise, your eyes scanning the surrounding area for the anomaly.

A figure darted across the street below, prompting you to jump off. You never voiced it, but you always loved the adrenaline rush that came with hunting down anomalies. You were a bit surprised at the lack of noise on Miguel’s side of the earpiece, but the thought was quickly brushed aside as you broke your fall with your webs before running into the building the figure was seen entering, your watch leading the way. You ran down multiple sets of stairs, the rapping of the creatures claws along the tiled floor guiding you along.

You shot a web at the side of the creature from the top of the stairway before it could round a corner. You yanked it towards you, disregarding the fact that your feet lost contact with the floor as the two of you met in the middle, tumbling down the stairwell with your bulky arms wrapped around the damned thing. You were able to land a few punches against the hybrid’s feathered body before you were forced to focus on its talons sinking into the muscles of your thigh. You hissed in pain, forming claws on your own hands with Venom’s help before gripping its ankle with one hand and stabbing your claws into the scaled skin above it.

The fucking thing screeched and gods was it loud, nearly forcing Venom to recede back into you before it used its other clawed foot to hit your chest, slamming your back into the stairwell. You gritted your teeth in pain, a drip of blood dripping down your mask from the cut on your brow due to the previous fall. The creature rounded the corner immediately, disappearing from your sight. ‘Of course it’s smart.’ You thought to yourself begrudgingly, your muscles a bit tense from the mission you just pursued prior to entering this world. “Miguel.” You spoke into your mic. No response. No time to wait.

You quickly got to your feet before darting around the corner, suddenly realizing the setting. Of course it lured you to a fucking subway. You were quick on your feet, jumping down to the railway platform before darting down the tunnel, your sharp ears picking up on the sound of the creature’s claws scratching against the metal of the railing as it ran from you. You’d ran so far that you made it to another underground subway stop, spotting a new creature lingering in the area.

‘Here’s the second fucker.’ You thought to yourself as Venom reformed claws around your fingers. You jumped from the railway up to the tiled floor of the platform. The creature spotted you, quickly leaping at you as you returned the gesture. You noted the difference in strength in this one compared to the first anomaly you came across, easily overpowering this one. Just when you were about to sink your claws into its neck, you were launched off to the side, slamming into a solid wall behind you. Another rib cracked at the impact. Wonderful.

The first bastard was back. The two creatures stood side by side as you used the wall as support to rise to your feet. The two freaks of nature stalked around you before launching forward.

“Venom.” You growled out. It didn’t hesitate, enveloping your body in its black tar-like body. You immediately threw the stronger one back, sending it over the platform and onto the railway as you focused your attention on the weaker anomaly.

You were able to land a multitude of hits on this one, weakening it. Just when you were about to stab your claws into its chest, the stronger one recuperated, releasing a deafening scream that incapacitated you, forcing Venom to recede back inside you. The ground shook from the scream, the beams at the subway shaking as dust fell from the ceiling.

‘Fuck, I need to focus on that one or this rusty building is going down on all three of us.’

You were alone now, the scream forcing Venom to retreat. You made circles with the creature, the weaker of the two still recovering on the floor. You made the first move, webbing the feet of the anomaly to the floor before landing a kick straight in its chest.

The creature slammed against another beam. Fuck. Bad move. The ceiling shook again, an unsettling sound of creaking above them. The building was going to collapse at this rate. You needed to keep these two down here while getting back to ground level so you wouldn’t get stuck or worse, killed under the rubble.

“Miguel.” Silence. What the fuck was he doing right now? Just when you were about to approach the now weakened anomaly, you felt the muscle in your thigh tense. You dropped one knee, accidentally slamming it against the tiled floor. You gritted your teeth, the muscle cramping from overworking yourself. Miguel had warned you, and now you were experiencing the outcome. In the midst of Venom attempting to reform around you, you were tackled from behind. The second one was back up.

You swung your now clawed fingers back, moving to plunge your hand into the chest of this anomaly. You were cut short as the other let out another ear-piercing screech, forcing Venom to retreat yet again. The entire bottom level shook now. ‘This building’s going down.’ You thought to yourself. “Miguel,” you shouted into the earpiece, “I need backup, I’m under the apartment buildi—,” your words were cut short as the infrastructure gave out, sending you into darkness.

Miguel was in the midst of cleaning himself up when he heard the low sound of a rumble on the other side of his earpiece. He immediately raised the volume on his earpiece. ‘Shit, shit shit,’ he though to himself, ‘I wasn’t paying attention.’ “Y/n, what’s your status?” Miguel quickly spoke into the mic, turning Lyla back on. Lyla’s hologram reappeared, about to crack a joke before noticing Miguel’s panicked expression as he looked at his monitors, rapidly typing on the keyboard. “Shit—Lyla, call Jess and Hobie to HQ now,” he said quickly before shouting into the earpiece, “Y/n, give me a status update!” Silence. A deadly silence that was interrupted a few minutes later by the sound of a weak wheeze. Y/n.

“Fuck, y/n, what’s your status?” Miguel spoke quickly into his earpiece as he connected the audio to a walkie-talkie. Jessica entered Miguel’s office, Hobie following a few feet behind her. You couldn’t get a word out, a piece of rubble pressing against your torso, cutting your breaths short. Another weak wheeze, this time coming from the walkie. Jessica froze at the noise before quickly swinging up to Miguel’s platform. “Who is that? Is that—Don’t tell me that’s y/n.” She said quickly. Hobie was already analyzing the holographic map on Miguel’s desk, typing the coordinates for your marker into his wristwatch before creating a portal. “Let’s go.”

You let out another weak wheeze, groaning in pain when the rubble shifted. Your right ankle was stinging, likely sprained, and your knee cap fractured from it hitting the tiled floor prior to the collapse. Your side felt wet and the rebar poking out of a chunk of concrete next to you easily explained why. The screech from the anomaly must’ve ruptured an eardrum, since you could feel the ticklish trickle of blood leaking out of your ear. Your earpiece was knocked out, hidden somewhere in the rubble that pinned you down as you heard the distant sound of Miguel’s panicked voice coming from it. ‘Wonderful timing, boss.’ You thought to yourself as you let out a pained coughed, your throat coated in dust. Your vision started to fade in the midst of you trying to count how many fractures your ribs incurred.

The trio wasn't enough to get you out of the rubble, having to call over a dozen other spider people to aid in the search for you. The only thing keeping Miguel’s hopes up was the presence of a pulse that your wristwatch was picking up, Lyla closely monitoring it for any changes as per Miguel’s orders. He could feel his heart cracking at the edges at the sight of a few spider people gently pulling your unconscious body from under the rubble. They immediately applied pressure to your side due to a large gash from a piece of rebar as Miguel quickly opened a portal back to HQ, rushing you to the medical wing of the building.

Your eyes were hazy when you opened them, taking a few moments to adjust to the bright hospital lights, though the dizziness stayed. You reached a hand up to the nasal cannula, taking note of the tug from the IV in your arm. An IV. A cannula. Bright lights. You hated hospitals with a passion. You shot up in the bed, your body wracked with pain from both a terrible concussion as well as the broken ribs. Strong hands firmly gripped your shoulders, gently guiding you to lay back down on the bed as a soothing voice murmured to you, though you couldn't make out the words. You complied, reluctantly, though majorly because you didn't have the strength to protest.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you focused on a breathing technique to try and ease some of the pain from your array of broken and fractured ribs, though the pain was still agonizing even when you inhaled. Thank god for your pain tolerance, or this could be a lot more unbearable than it already is. You could faintly hear Miguel's unintelligible voice, but he kept a low tone to accomodate your ruptured eardrum. You felt soft fingers stroking the top of your left hand. Jess. She was on your left, Miguel on your right. You could feel a weight on your left leg. Pavitr. Gods, the boy looked up to you like you were an older brother to him. You couldn't imagine how stressed he must be to see you in this state.

You opened your eyes again after about ten minutes, slowly blinking as you let your eyes adjust to the harsh lighting above you. After you finally gained a good enough level of clarity, your sharp eyes began darting around the room, grabbing every little detail you could pick up without tilting your concussed head. You made eye contact with Jessica, who was tracing soft patterns into your forearm as she looked at you, a soft look in her eyes. She was like an older sister to you in a way, and even though you never acknowledged this, she knew.

Your eyes shifted over to Pavitr, who was sat in a chair closer to the end of the bed, practically hugging the lower half of your left leg. You had a brace around your right ankle and could feel the tight gauze wrapped around your thigh, hidden under the blankets. Your abdomen felt very snug, being tightly wrapped in gauze as well due to what you assumed was that wet feeling on your side from when you were under the rubble. The cut on your brow had a stitch and your lip was busted.

You could feel the tickle of Miguels breath against your upper arm, but you never looked over at him. His left hand was gripping your thick tricep like a lifeline while his right remained intertwined with yours. You refused to look at the man, and rightfully so. Had he been paying attention instead of getting distracted by god knows what, you wouldn't be in this uncomfortable situation. "Summary?" You asked Jessica in a raspy voice, your eyes were half-lidded as they focused on Pavitr's sleeping figure.

Miguel answered for Jessica. It ticked you off. You didn't want to hear his voice right now. "Sprained ankle, laceration in your right side, two fractured ribs, three broken, grade three concussion, gash in your right thigh, fractured knee cap, and a few cuts and bruises," Miguel replied quickly, "your lung collapsed, so you had a chest tube in but it was removed yesterday morning." You had a question on the tip of your tongue, but you knew Miguel would answer it before Jess could. "You've been out for six days." Miguel murmured, unknowingly answering said question. "We were worried sick." Bullshit. You had to resist the urge to say it aloud. This wouldn't have happened had he been paying attention and heard at least one of your three call outs.

Jess could see the anger flickering in your narrowed eyes as you focused on Pavitr again in an attempt to calm your nerves. She could feel your fingers twitching against her hand as you took quiet breaths. She was sure Miguel could feel the motions in your fingers too, since the man had his hand tightly threaded with yours. You didn’t have energy to be angry right now. You could feel a wave of exhaustion coming over you, making your eyelids heavier than they already were. You succumbed to the feeling, your eyes slowly shutting.

‘He didn’t even look at me.’ Was a repetitive thought in Miguel’s head over the next few weeks. He took notice in that behavior. How could he not? He didn’t blame you, but it didn’t stop him from feeling a flicker of jealousy when he saw you and your goddamn face on the cameras and how you looked at all the spider people who visited you with kindness. You even gave little smiles to a few with that pretty face of yours—Fuck, he needed to talk about that.

Miguel didn’t get too many chances to visit you throughout the weeks and when he did manage to, you were already asleep by the time he got there. He’d pull a chair next to your bed, staring at you in ways he didn’t could only dream of compared to when you were awake. He'd spend a few hours every other night just… analyzing you. Counting every vein that traveled up your forearm, staring at the thick lashes on your lower waterline, the broad chest that peeked out of your hospital shirt—Gods, how could you be equal parts pretty and handsome?

Tonight was the same routine, Miguel had snuck into the medical wing way past visiting hours, slinking into your hospital room. He stood in the doorway, listening to the quiet whistling sound your nose made when you inhaled as confirmation that you were asleep. He stepped in, sliding the door shut behind him before grabbing a chair at the entry, picking it up and gently setting it on the floor at your bedside.

He took a seat before pulling a small metal object from his pocket. A nail clipper. Miguel had noticed that your nails had gained a bit of length, not much, but enough for him to notice. Definitely not because he wanted a reason to touch your hands. He carefully sat himself on the edge of your hospital bed before gently lifting your hand that still had an IV in it.

The horny bastard nearly moaned at how heavy your hand felt in his. How were you so strong? You barely had free time to work out with how often you were hunting anomalies and there was no way chasing those guys alone would be enough, right? He carefully set your hand on his thigh, the warmth emitting from you causing a smile to spread across his face. Gods, this felt wrong.

The room was silent besides the occasional clicking noise of the nail clipper as he worked through your first hand, making sure to carefully round the edges of your nails. Your hands were so nice, saliva pooling in Miguel’s mouth that he had to swallow down as he ran the pads of his fingers over every vein that traveled up the top of your hand. His mind was wandering and god your fingers were thick. The thoughts came before he could stop them, imagining you sliding your heavy digits into his mouth, coating them in his saliva before sliding them inside him one by one—

Miguel leaned over you, gently lifting your untreated hand to rest in his before he began repeating the same ministrations he gave to the first. The closer proximity made the scent of you in his nose even stronger. Your musk was a bit of everything: comforting, arousing, warm, familiar. If he could have it as a cologne, he would. ‘Fuck, is something wrong with me?’ Miguel thought to himself as he leaned towards you, his nose inching closer to the pulse in your neck.

He couldn’t help himself, gently laying your hand back in its original position before dipping down, pressing his nose against the delicate skin of your neck. ‘Something’s wrong with me.’ He inhaled deeply, having to suppress a moan in his throat at the smell of you. He planted his hands next to your hips. Oh my god, speaking of which, your hips just seemed to move so fluidly with you when you walked. It wasn’t like you were just blatantly swaying them, but Miguel noticed the way they seemed to rise and lower in sync with your bulky thighs as you moved around his office.

‘You’re tempting me on purpose, you have to be.’ Miguel thought to himself as he indulged further, letting the tip of his cold nose press against the side of your throat as he breathed you in. ‘I’ve never acted like this about anyone in my life before. Why’re you so easy to obsess over?’ Miguel found himself watching the medical wing’s security cameras in his time, watching as you walked in the hall with Jess, using the wall as a slight support. You looked like a leviathan in the hallway, your tall, broad stature taking up a large portion of the hall and dwarfing Jessica. You had no idea how arousing just the sight of you was.

Miguel’s thoughts were cut off by the feeling of your firm, calloused hands wrapping around his waist, spreading your warmth to those areas. Miguel nearly choked on his breath, absolutely refusing to meet your gaze right now. He couldn’t look you in the eyes. God no. You just caught him in the fucking act.

Miguel kept his head tucked under your chin, a warm feeling coiling in his gut at the realization that your hands wrapped nearly entirely around his waist. How the hell was that even possible? The man was 6’9 yet you managed to make him feel small. How were you even possible? Oh my god, he couldn’t even imagine the view you’d get if you were to wrap those hands around his waist, keeping him in place as you pounded into hi—

“Miguel.”

You felt your hand twitch at the feeling of something cold brushing against your neck. A nurse? Or maybe just a nip of the cold breeze that carried throughout the wing? Nope. ‘Y/n.’ You weren’t thinking that. Why would you repeat your own name? Oh right, you aren’t alone in your body. ‘Venom?’ There was a moment of silence in your conscious. ‘That… man is here again. The human. The weird one.’ ‘Miguel?’ A beat of silence yet again. Venom didn’t like saying the man’s name, preferring to lightheartedly insult him when describing him. You’d always brushed off Venom’s insistence that Miguel had a thing for you. ‘He’s touching you. Again.’ It’s voice was a hiss. ‘What?’

You woke up before you could get a response, your eyes quickly adjusting to the dark room, Miguel’s sturdy figure illuminated by the moonlight peeking into the room. You could feel him twitch and his breath catch when you wrapped your hands around his noticeably narrow waist. Why you chose his waist, you didn’t know, the motion being almost instinctual. You could tell he didn’t want to look at you. How could he, when you just caught him practically burying his face into your neck? You had to break the silence, as much as you hated speaking.

“Miguel.”

Silence in response to your husky voice. You slid your hands up his waist, gripping the sides of his chest before pulling him away, taking note of how your thumbs pressed into the plump edges of his pecs. Miguel’s eyes were trained on your neck as his hands rested against the large muscle of your shoulders. His face was red. So red. This wasn’t Miguel. This didn’t look like the man who so easily scolded others and had a resting bitch face for hours on end. Or at least it didn’t look like it.

“Miguel.”

Your voice was a lot firmer this time, catching Miguel’s full attention as he slowly looked up at you, an innocent look in his eyes. Who was this? Surely this wasn’t the leader of the Spider Society in your hospital room. Who was this little minx that slinked into your room while you were unconscious? “Explain yourself.” You wanted to say more, but the soreness of your throat said otherwise. “I-I was cutting your nails.” Miguel’s voice was shaky. You never heard the man like this before. “And?” You asked inquisitively. He was silent, his eyes darting between each of your sharper ones. “And I was… checking your pulse…?” Miguel’s voice was nearly silent now, an obvious hesitation in his voice.

“You’re a wonderful liar, boss.” You stared him down, your piercing gaze practically demanding an answer. “I was smelling you.” He whispered it so quietly, you almost didn’t pick it up with your still recovering eardrum. “Why?” “Because… because I missed you.” Miguel’s voice was a murmur. Missed you? Why the hell did he miss you? “You wouldn’t miss me if you had been paying attention.” You had to address the elephant in the room.

“Y/n—” “No. Explain to me. Because I called out to you thrice and I got zero response.” Not now, not yet. Miguel wanted this conversation to wait till you were fully recovered. His eyes darted to the door he came in through, but you quickly caught on, sliding your hands down to his waist again and tightening your grip. Oh fuck, Miguel had to suppress a whimper at the feeling. “I-I was busy with Lyla and—” “It’s an earpiece. You would’ve heard me. Meaning you either removed it or muted it. Explain why.” “Y/n, please, you should really just—” “What were you doing that was so important?”

Miguel’s mind was reeling. A part of him wanted to run from this conversation but the other was loving the sound of your voice and the feel of your firm grip on his waist. “Y-You should just go back to be—” “Shut up.” Gods, you had an authority in your voice that silenced him immediately. The feeling of your firm finger wrapped around his waist had him tensing his arms, pleading with his body to send the rushing heat elsewhere.

“Miguel. I will tell Lyla to pull up the cameras in your office myself. Or I’ll send Venom to.”

There was no running from this. No way in hell. “I-I was touching myself.” There. It was out now. He said it. Were you happy? Who knows, cause Miguel screwed his eyes shut the moment he said it. “Touching yourself…” Your voice was lower, and had a hint of anger and confusion in it. “Yes.” Miguel practically gasped out the word, his face flaming in his embarrassment. He’d rather just tell the man then have him watch it himself on the cameras. “You expect me to believe that? That you were touching yourself? We were talking and then suddenly you went radio si—…Miguel.” Fuck, fuck, fuck. You connected the dots. Miguel wanted to crawl into a hole.

“Explain it. Now.” Miguel was quick in his response. “Y-You were breathing, and every fucking piece of audio was picked up, and-and I felt this heat in me. And then you groaned and I just—I just…” Your grip tightened around his waist again and Miguel couldn’t help it, letting out a soft whimper at your touch. “You couldn’t help yourself.” You murmured. Miguel nodded his head in shame, opening his eyes again, though they remain focused on your neck again.

“Miguel.” His eyes snapped up to yours, an unmistakable heat in your husky voice. “Go lock the door.”

Miguel stood so quickly that the chair next to your bed nearly got knocked over.

So… are we feeling a part two? 😏 or was this ass? Cause I’ll stop rn. Lmao.

[kolyubov]

MR KRAAAAAABS I HAVE AN IDEAAA 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️😇😇😇 plspls may i request a part 2 of reader faking her emotions, that reader x nikolai one shot yk 🦍🦍 bit unfortunately we get the bad ending ☹️☹️ she just snaps one day, grabs a rope and 😭 (i have a cinematic trauma since most of my favorite characters hanged themselves) (ily sayori<3)

Feel completely free to ignore this 🙏 and if ur accepting it take your time 😇🙏

tw suicide attempt. please, do not keep reading if this kind of content triggers you.

Nikolai with a reader who archives his goals. (p2? bad ending lmao)

✧ pairing: Nikolai Gogol x Fem!Reader

✧ word count: 1.3k

✧ contents: sfw, angst?, obsessive and controlling Nikolai, slight manipulation, reader is referred to as "princess" once. (if I missed anything, please tell me)

✧ author's note: idk if this is as good as the first one :(( spoiler: I didn't write the reader dying, close, but no,,, hope u still enjoy it either way<3 btw, you mean sayori from dokidoki, right? I never played dokidoki, but I like Monika…….🧎‍♀️ sayori seems nice though! she's cute 🫶

Nikolai has been very clingy after what happened— He was always near you, touching you; holding your hand, having an arm around your waist, wrapping his hand around the back of your neck and rubbing circles on your skin, or hugging you from behind.

His hands needed to be on you, afraid that the second he's not watching, you'll disappear from his life.

When he's not physically there, your phone vibrates almost every five minutes with a message from him asking how are you doing, what class are in you right now, if you have eaten— Stuff like that.

There wasn't any second you could be alone, and it was becoming more and more overwhelming.

Of course, you understand that he's worried and that he doesn't want to lose you; but this is borderline obsessive, and as much as a part of you likes being taken care of, another part of you is afraid that this might get even worse.

He was trying to tie you with him; sinking you deeper into the darkness of the cage that was holding you back. The cage of your emotions.

You didn't know it, but he even has a location tracker that shows him on his phone exactly where you are— It eases his mind because what if, after knowing that there wasn’t a way out, you try to be free by other methods?

Nikolai knows you won't dare to kill him like he is was planning to do with Fyodor; There was no possible scenario in which you would stab him to death or poison his food. Plus, he could easily see through your intentions and it won't be easy to kill someone like him.

But you could hurt yourself.

If it wasn't him, then the only way to be free was by shutting down your whole system. By ending your life.

Of course, he was not going to let it happen. He's going to be watching your every move until he's sure you won't do something risky like that.

For now, he is taking good care of you.

“Whatcha doing? I'm about to go home. I want to make a quick stop to buy you snacks.”

You giggle on the other side of the phone and that's enough to make Nikolai excited. He wanted to be in your arms, smooching your face, feeling your warmth, hearing you laugh. God, his heart is beating too fast right now.

“I'm just… doing nothing.” You walk around the apartment as you speak with him, trying to sound excited.

“I miss you, baby. Can't wait to cuddle with you today…”

Ah, you hated how inevitably you felt warm and fuzzy inside.

“You love me, right, dove?”

Yes, you do. You love him so much that it's suffocating you. Nikolai is suffocating you. But you can't help but need more of him, his attention, his love, his touch. All of that awakens a bunch of emotions that you wish to get rid of so badly.

“Mhm… I do.” You whisper, and you can hear him giggle through the speaker.

“Wait for me, love.” He smooches the screen of his phone before ending the call, then, you throw your phone to the couch.

It seems like Nikolai didn't notice.

Suddenly, Tears rolled down your cheeks. You place your hand over your mouth to muffle your sobs as the crying intensifies to the point where your chest hurts and your knees buckle, making you fall to the floor. You curse under your breath for being so fragile.

God. Why this fucking feelings don't stop even before your last breath? Why do they only get worse? Love, anger, sadness, disgust. It's all so overwhelming that you're starting to feel dizzy and nauseous.

Slowly, you stand up, still trembling and with small steps you walk to your room, finding the rope you placed on the bed a few minutes ago before Nikolai called. A small breathy chuckle leaves your lips, but it sounds more like a broken whimper.

You stand before the bed, grabbing the rope with trembling hands, caressing the material— The image of Nikolai's face after he comes home, opening the door of the room to meet with your lifeless body, is stuck in your mind.

How his eyes would widen, how he would desperately pull you out of the rope and hold you in his arms, close to his chest as he cries and curses himself for not being able to do something to stop you. His knuckles would caress your cheeks while his tears fell to your face.

The thought of it hurts your heart.

A part of you wants to stay, to keep enjoying your time with him, however, the pit in your stomach was becoming unbearable.

You felt pity for Nikolai.

But you'll finally enjoy that freedom you wished so much, you'll finally get rid of these emotions that consume your very soul, you—

“Think you can escape me, huh?”

A deep voice tickles your ear, and the second you turn around you find Nikolai smiling, as if the sight in front of him was amusing. You instinctively take a step back, letting out a yelp as you fall to the bed.

“Darling, you know that is not the way to cope with your temporary problems.”

How did he get here so quickly when a few minutes ago you were on a call with him?

Right. Nikolai has his coat. Probably he ended up noticing your fake excitement and decided to go home to check on you first instead of going to a supermarket and buying you snacks.

He crawls to the bed, taking the rope from your hands and throwing it away.

“I told you, didn't I? You won't leave me.”

Nikolai's voice gets deeper as he speaks. He seizes your jaw a bit too harshly. Glaring down at you with a serious expression only to lean down and kiss your lips, then the tip of your nose, and finally your forehead.

“It hurts me… that you want to leave me so badly…” He snorts, looking away from you and biting his lower lip, holding back from something that you weren't exactly sure.

You look away as well, feeling ashamed, among many other emotions that curse your body right now.

What if Nikolai hates you now?

That was even worse— If the only human being that cares about you hates you, you wouldn't bear the pain that'll come along with that.

As your brain keeps creating possible scenarios that might happen after this incident, tears spill from your eyes down your cheeks and you hide your face with your hands; palms muffling the small sobs that escape your lips like before.

Suddenly, you feel a weight on top of you.

You peek through the gap of your fingers and meet with Nikolai’s face nuzzling against your chest; his nose tickling your collarbone. Large and strong arms that had carried you like a princess before, are now wrapped tightly around your waist.

“Don't leave me… I love you so much, please…” He whines against your skin, almost as if he wants to sink inside you and be enveloped in your embrace. “Please, dove, pleasepleaseplease…”

Another sob leaves your mouth— Nikolai's fingers clutch around your ribs, nails almost digging desperately into you.

Slowly, you slide your hands to his back, rubbing it in small circles as you keep crying against the top of his head, his white locks feel soft against your cheek.

Instead of comforting you, he was the one being comforted.

“You're not going anywhere, are you?” He looks up at you. It didn’t sound like a threat, but you knew it actually was.

You shook your head; it's not like you have an alternative.

Nikolai sighs, nuzzling back against you and closing his eyes. After noticing you stopped caressing his back, he nudges your side as an indication to keep doing it.

“…Dove, you’re mine… If anything, I should be the one to take your life away from you…” He mumbles, giggling as your breath hitches at his words.

You can't escape him anymore.

© 2024 pinklacydovey

[pvlsonzz]

NSFT/NSFW alphabet:

Lydia tár

Warnings: nsft/nsfw - fingering, oral r!receiving, kink talk, spelling mistakes 🙏

A/N: im just getting back into writing so if youre seeing this, PLEASE boost it i need my page back on the boards. I took Y (yearning) out of this one, its alot like motivation and stamina and im sick of people pretending its not. W (wild card) is also real long, so.. sorry about that. If you don’t like something about my writing, please dm me: @/finalkxssofdxath insta. Requests are open, dm or request it!!

A/N PT2: just finished, im not proof reading this shit took me two days. Im just getting back into writing too, if you have any suggestions or something you dont like, please dm me! Insta in bio :)

Aftercare:

Lydia wouldnt be so keen on aftercare but she wouldnt expect you to leave/leave herself. She doesnt beleive that sex is a big deal so she wouldnt clean you up or kiss any marks she made - but she wouldnt want that for herself. If you two are in a relationship or not, it doesnt make much differance to her; she might put on a movie you like and go to sleep.

Body part:

On herself, she likes her hands. She likes the way she can hold you and contort your body in the way she wants it.

On you she likes your hair - she likes watching it bounce as you walk (or riiiddeee) and she also has a weird thing with pulling it.

Cum:

She thinks cum makes the world go around. Honestly, this woman will not stop until you cum and she cums. Earthquake? Keep going baby mommy is nearly there. Fire? Its okay, sweetheart, mommys got you.

Dirty secret:

Big exhabitionist kink, along with voyerism. She likes orgasm control and is so open for urolagina.

Exhabitionist - sexual gratifacation to showing people your bits

Voyerism - watching people/being watched while having sex.

Urolagina - piss

Experience:

Is that even a question? Jesus this woman has fucked through thick and thin. She has experience.

Fave position:

Doggy, cowgirl, missionary.. god i could go on. She likes sex, she likes pleasuring. Anything you like she likes.

Goofy:

She isnt really a goofy person.. she might through in a sarcastic comment, but nothing so subjectinally funny.

Hair:

She cant be fucked to keep ontop of it, and she also doesnt mind if her partner does or doesnt. Certified carpet muncher over here.

Intamacy:

Like i said in A, she doesnt think sex is a big deal. Outside of the bedroom - if you guys are seeing - she can be really romantic, and she can take you to dinner and be a good show off girlfriend but in the bedroom it just really isnt a big deal..

Jerk off:

You might think she has sex alot, which she does, but she jerks off all. The. Time..

She as a small pink little vibrator that she keeps in her bag, many o time in the bathroom letting off some steam.

Kink:

Orgasm control, urolgnia, exhabitionism, voyerism, autoerotic asphixiation, masochism, bondage, katoptronophilia, mommy kink/daddy kink, praise, degredation.. shes a kinky lady.

Location:

Anywhere, everywhere, anytime, all the time.

Her fave is her bedroom. She has the bed the floor the wall the desk, she also has this sex swing that you can hoist up and down, it adds to the risk.

Motivation:

This woman is always on and ready to go, but she really likes it when you two have been out to a work party or any generally formal event and then when you guys get back, she pulls you in for a deep hard kiss against the wall. (See W for more)

No:

She wouldnt say no unless it risks legal action. If you dont want to do it shell find someone to do it with (with permision of course)

Oral:

She GGGIIIIVVESSSSSS oh my god and its so good. She can have your knees weak in a minute with the speed oc that tounge its like a motorboat on your clit.

Pace:

Hard. Rough. Fast. Never slow. Any synonym for: youre bruised on the inside.

Quickie:

Love hate realationship. She can love them but she prefers to leave inside damage on her partner, nothing serious but you can feel it the next day as youre still slowly closing up (she ruins your holes man but you fucking love it you slut)

Risk:

As previously mentioned in N, and L, she loves risk but she wouldnt do it if it risked legal action. That is too far.

Stamina:

Some of these letters are stupid. Motivation? Stamina? She wants you? She will have you. She doesnt want you? You either seriously fucked up or she is dead. No inbetween. She thinks anyone she is having sex with on the regular should be ready for the strapless fuck youre about to receive

Toys:

AGAIN.. STUPID! She has three full boxes in the bottom of her cupboard. One is for you subbing: handcuffs, nipple pegs, lighter and wax, etc. one is for both to use: straps, vibrators, the general sex toys. The last is for her subbing. There is a rare occation where lydia wants to be tied down and fucked senseless. This box includes rope, zip ties (cable ties if youre american) gags, handcuffs and even a taser (?)

Unfair:

She hates teasing so she doesnt do it. She will if you ask her to, but she doesnt get the same pleasure out of it when she cant see/feel your pussy pulse.

Volume:

… LLLOOOUUUDDDDD… one time her neighbours called the police on her and her ex because they thought it was a murder.. you got told about it and that night the same happened.

Wild card:

Your mother worked with lydia sometimes, she was a music coordinator or whatever - you never payed attention to her much after the last time you two talked. Lydia and you hadnt met yet, you had heard of her but you were never officially introduced. Your mother - being the try hard everyone please like me mother she is - brought you over to lydia.

“Lydia, this is my daughter, (Y/N). She says she loves your impression on the music industry.” She says, still holding onto your shoulder.

“Oh! Yes, youve mentioned her, miss (Y/L/N (mother)), its so nice to finally meet you (Y/N)!” Lydia says.

After a few very awkward giggles and sighs, your mother pipes up again, “ill let you two talk, and get to know eachother.” She smiles as she walks away, over to the other cougars in the room.

“She is weird isnt she?” You say, laughing. Lydia also begins to laugh.

“She is always trying to tell me how to do my job, like.. i know man im trained..” she laughs, and takes a sip of her drink.

———————————————————————

Throughout the night, you two kept bumping into each other, until you decided to hitch a ride with her. You get into her car and she drives you home. (You keep flirting but idk how to smoothe that in 🙏)

———————————————————————

“So this is me..” you say, fiddling with your keys, trying to find your door key. Finally finding it, you slot it into the door hole.

“Be such a shame to leave you like this.. cold.. hungry to break the tension between us.” She slowly steps forward, until you finally decide to pounce. You lean forward into her, she catches you, bringing one of your legs up to her hip, holding it in her cold hands. She uses the other hand to push open the door. Once youre in, against the wall - pinned by the blonde, she kicks the door closed and lifts you up to wrap your legs around her waist.

She lays you down on the bed, she kisses down your neck, whispering sweet nothings between them.

She lays kisses down your chest, stomach and thighs, before reaching back up to your core, kissing closer and closer to it. She lifts her head, looking at you. “Are you sure you want this? I dont want you to regret it tomorrow..” she says, followed by you vigorously nodding.

“yes, god yes.. please..” you say, confirming.

She pulls your panties to the side and places her tongue on your soft clit, moving it slowly side to side. She chuckles at your soft moans, knowing she hasnt even started yet. She begins to move faster, until youre dripping with a mixture of your own fluids and her saliva. She places a finger by your enterence, teasing it slightly, smiling at your pathetic sounds. She pushes the finger in, and not long after she follows it by a second. She curls them every pump.

“God you taste so good..” she whispers against your pussy.

your hand goes straight into her hair, pushing her head back down. “Dont talk.. dont stop.. im nearly there.”

“Nearly there?” She smiles. “Fastest orgasm ive ever given.” She looks up at you, continuing her skill, seeing your death stare, “sorry sorry..”

She feels your walls tighten around her fingers, so she moves faster, curling deeper and even adding a third finger - filling you up.

“Oh fuck… fuck im gonna.. fuckk!!!” You moan, squeezing your legs together, consequentially sqeezing her head between your thighs.

She licks your pussy clean from your orgasm, then cleans her fingers up. She then crawles up your body, laying down between your legs, kissing you; making you taste yourself.

Then they lived happily ever after.

X-ray:

Simple black underwear, matching bra that cups her tits perfectly. Sometimes she likes to wear thigh high stockings, black laced, but only sometimes. She likes the way they feel against her pants (what a cutie patootie)

Zzz:

Depends. If its a quickie, she is just wide awake. If you guys have went aaattt it, then pretty fast. She doesnt wait for you to go to sleep, but she doesnt try to sleep before you if that makes sense.

[gaycavilltheorists-blog]

So shugs

I didn't think Ratalie Covidcuso could be more scummy as she already is...she proved me wrong

You don't offer help to your friends during a catastrophic time publicly on social media.. You do it in private. Her disgusting post on her stories isn't genuine what so ever shugs.

You know the privacy you've been doing with your secret baby...

If the trash whore really wanted to help innocent people who lost their homes she could have posted several donation websites, donation locations or other orgs... not just Airbnb.org

She's showing that only her friends are the privileged ones that should get help.

And from who are they going to get help from? Because shug we all know it ain't from her no job having pocket.

On another note, my husband and I are praying for everyone in California 🙏😔

FOOD DONATIONS can be made to The Los Angeles Regional Food Bank and to The Anderson Munger Family YMCA

DONATIONS

The California Fire Foundation

Los Angeles Fire Department Foundation

American Red Cross

The League of California Community Foundations

ANIMAL SHELTER DONATIONS

Cal Animals

ASPCA Disaster Response

If you're in California in a safe part and are willing to foster an animal, please go to the Pasadena Humane Foster Office or email @pasadenahumane.org

This is how you pass on information to those in need. Who aren't your privileged white friends

[pomefioredove]

congrats to quasimodo our king 🙏 and god bless vqnrouged (hope i got the user right) for the template lol. otherwise i really wouldve struggled since my first language isnt english. so!! i apologize if there are any mistakes

personality- i wouldnt exactly call myself shy, because when im in public i tend to get along with people fairly well. but i still try to actively avoid these kinds of spaces since i get overwhelmed very easily. another thing is that i am VERY family oriented. screw my relatives they could jump but i would die for my parents and sister. to me, the only people you can fully trust is your family (by blood or not, that changes from people to people obviously). a thing i learned in my life is to never say too much about yourself or trust anyone with any personal things, even if they seem utterly unimportant. not sharing anything about yourself may seem like antisocial behaviour but I PROMISE IT WILL SAVE YOU FROM HEARTBREAK. countless times even. ive seen my friends suffer from this while i just chill in the corner standing like 'haha told u'

style- tbh i neither have the time nor the patience to keep up a certain fashion style but i tend to dress in very baggy clothing?? most of my clothing items are very monotone colors but as long as it doesnt make me look like a walking highlighter id wear any shade. i also like wearing eyeliner, i smudge it most of the time, and slightly dark red lipstick. lowkey would sell a kidney to own gothic lolita dresses tho. cries in poor

appearance- 5'2 in height, fair-ish brown skin and straight brunette hair with very faint highlights(used to be blue but it faded -_-)that reach my shoulder. my eyes are brown and quite slanted(almond?was that the word what.) ooh forgot i had choppy ahh curtain bangs too. dont try this at home kids

hobbies/things i like- drawing/painting, reading, watching anime, gaming(dont have time for it anymore 😞), cleaning(somehow?? feels a little alien even to me), egl fashion, biology

random- i have ZERO sense of direction. i misunderstand the simplest directions and roads. tend to find myself 400 miles away from the target location please send help

i want to go to med school!! theres a little more than a year for the exam and im already sweating bullets god help our education system

death to all kinds of bugs. especially the worms and the flying ones. kill them

uhhh i think thats all i have to say? wow this took longer than it shouldve

and thank you so much for this omg this is the first time i requested something like this im giggling and kicking my feet

take care dove

you should try looking for secondhand lolita clothes online :P they show up in the weirdest of places

I match you with 𝐃𝐞𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞!

Overview

it's no secret to anyone that Deuce can be a little socially oblivious. or... that's what you think, anyway. when he starts talking to you and ignores all of your attempts to deflect and avoid telling him anything about yourself (he's just happily chatting away smh) you think he must've been socialized wrong, like an overexcited puppy. but, somehow, over time, through trust or because he always looks so damn happy to see you, he somehow gets you to start talking about your family, and then... well, that's it. Deuce understands what it's like to be dedicated to your loved ones in that way, and he respects you all the more for it- he probably shares all kinds of stories about his mom with you, and the more you talk, the closer you get

The Relationship

Deuce is regularly and unapologetically amazed by you. you're just... so smart!!! you're going to medical school!! he'll jump at the opportunity to help you study in any way he can, even if he has no idea what he's doing. he often tells you that you're the sort of person he'd love to introduce to his mom, and he secretly hopes you feel the same about him with your family. Deuce is the devoted sort of boy to spend months working so he can buy you that one expensive, pretty dress you want for your birthday- he wouldn't know the first thing about EGL, but if it's important to you, it's important to him! and never mind getting lost, one call and he'll be picking you up (wherever you are) on his blastcycle in minutes

Secondary Suggestions

Epel Felmier, Ruggie Bucchi

[lovelycrimsonredsnow]

Because why not

Yandere sister location headcanons (general):

(warning!: The following contains mentions of murder, obsessive behavior, and unhealthy themes. If you uncomfortable with any of this please go read something else)

Circus baby 🍦:

🍦 OMG this girl

🍦she's a handful even without the Yandere part, she's manipulative, clingy, and just a menace over all.

🍦 she'll manipulative you, your friends, HER friends without any Shame. She thinks she's knows what's best for you.

🍦 honestly doesn't matter what you look like, you could be still wearing your pajamas and she still thinks your the most beautiful/handsome creature she's ever seen 💀

🍦once you actually get to know her though she's not all that bad. Just a little.....strange

🍦 although the next time you see her she seems much more happier then usual.

🍦que all your friends going missing

🍦just....don't check those extra springlock suits ok?

"you came to see me? How sweet..."

Funtime Freddy 🎉:

🎉 oh jeez....have fun with this one. Now I personally don't think he is AS sadistic as everyone thinks but just more forceful and annoying.

🎉 but still sadistic just not to you.

🎉 I picture him as a clingy, playful and possessive yandere. He almost never leaves you alone. Going to the kitchen for a snack? Let him come, He'll get a snack to! Doing repairs? Oh he'll come to, he knows lots about mechanical machines! Let him help. Your not even safe in the bathroom 💀. No matter where you are he is at least outside the door.

🎉 at one point him and his hand puppets (bon bon and bonnet) even followed you home one time. Now he can really be with you!

🎉 he is also very physically affectionate, like hugs and cuddles. But he ends up being....rather rough with his affection.

🎉 that being him accidentally breaking your spine because he hugged you to tight. He doesn't let go immediately either...

"hey bon-bon Look, it's our new friend~! I wonder what game I should play with them today~"

Funtime foxy 🌹:

🌹Jesus Christ have mercy on my soul 💀 🙏

🌹 this dude...he's probably the worst out of all of them. He's clingy, possessive, obsessive, and a attention whore 💀.

🌹he litterly wants you to pay attention to him no matter what your doing, and purposely messes you up because he's angy you didn't look at him immediately.

🌹he's petty like that, he has no shame.

🌹like F.freddy he likes to follow you around, but he's WAY more annoying though. If your a technician he constantly fakes things to get your attention. Doing a check up on ballora? He's complaining (dramatic lly) about how his joints are stiff and he can't perform. He's even put Funtime Freddy out of (temporarily) out of commission cause you had to fix his voice box instead of watching his show. It's just 'how dare you >:( '

🌹the moment you do turn to him though he gets so excited, his tail starts wagging and he's acting all innocent and nice for you.

🌹 (cough) narcissist (cough)

🌹the chances are he's followed you home before, he's surprisingly good at stalking for such a loud bot.

"why weren't you at my show!? You had to fix circus baby...? Nonsense! She's fine >:/ "

Ballora 🩰:

🩰 I love her so muchhh 💙💙💙

🩰 but on to the headcanons. She's a manipulative Yandere, more on a smaller scale really.

🩰 she does it mainly for your safety, aka circus baby's plan. And she won't hesitate to kidnap you so the others won't hurt you. She surprisingly knows quite a bit about humans: emotions, mental health, anatomy...ext...

🩰 honestly she's more of a mother figure then a love Interest...

🩰 but she can't help it, she worries when your not there :(

🩰 she definitely has the minireenas spy on you for her. She's not trying to be creepy she's just making sure your ok and if there's anyone she needs to get rid of

🩰 she's definitely the best yandere in this group, more or less harmless really.

" would you like to dance with me dear?"

Ennard 🤡:

🤡 so first of all this dude is B.I.P.O.L.A.R

🤡 he has his own personality than the other Funtimes, but his emotions change according to how the others inside of him react.

🤡 if he's playful it's most likely to be Funtime Freddy he's channeling. If he's serious then it's mostly ballora or his actual persona.

🤡 but he's mostly just a clingy, possessive, and serious yandere.

🤡 much like F.foxy and F.freddy he likes to follow you around to either see you or to get your attention (unlike them it's mostly stalking though.)

🤡 at one point it's likely he will (sorta) kidnap you. It's more like just trapping in your own home really.

🤡 he has a bit of anxiety that you'll abandon him, most of the Funtimes have abandonment issues due to being stuck in that facility for so long. He sees so many come and go.....but never stay.

🤡 he gets really anxious when your not there...it's ballora peaking through with her anxiety

🤡 he's not as physically affectionate as F.foxy and F.freddy might be, but his love language is definitely quality time.

🤡 but be careful, he's not the most stable...

"I hope your not escaping again, I will find you"

Lolbit 📺:

📺 omggggg

📺 this is the biggest simp ever to exist, he definitely worships you.

📺 he's an AI made to help the technicians and maintenance, but was scrapped due to Elizabeth's dissapearence like the rest of sister location.

📺 the abandonment issues are strong with this one, he fears you might get scared or hate him and leave.

📺 he's obsessive, clingy, and worshipping type yandere. He's just so happy he met you, he finally won't be alone! And most of all, he won't be bored.

📺 he loves to cause chaos, always pulling pranks on F.foxy and circus baby. Those are his most frequent victims. Easy to say everyone (except ballora) hates him.

📺 he actually was a rather high view on ballora, he sees her as almost a parental type figure sometimes. Not much to say but their friends :)

📺 he will definitely convince you to take him home with you, that way he can trap you with him.

📺 he's pretty smart when it comes to robotics, he's gonna build himself a body so that he can finally touch you! :D

📺 nothing dirty, he just wants to give you a hug. But he's hacked litterly all of your devices before and knows everything about you! He'll tell you to, he's proud of himself.

📺 when he does get a body be prepared cause he's gonna wanna be with you every.single.moment.

📺 he's gonna make sure it has faux fur to, so you'll be more comfortable when he wants to give you affection.

📺 he'll do litterly anything you'll ask him to, not matter how extreme it is. Want someone dead? They've already been stuffed in a suit. Got a persistent ex who's been harassing you? Not anymore!

📺 he's litterly perfect for you, or...so he tries to be.

"oooh y/n~ look what I found online, I thought it would be perfect for you! What is it? It's a wedding dress silly~!"

Extras:

Bon bon and bonnet 💙🩷:

💙 bon bon is a worshipping and delusional yandere. He tries his best to calm his best friend down so that he doesn't accidentally hurt you! He definitely doesn't want that...

💙 he knows his behavior may be unhealthy he thinks that he's not doing anything wrong, that's the delusional part. What do you mean keeping you is kidnapping?! He's just speeding up the living process :)

💙 if your outwardly upset he understands that this may be scary but you'll get used to it eventually! It gonna be even worse if F.freddy is yandere to. You really aren't leaving...

🩷 bonnet is a harmless yandere: she knows she and the others can be overbearing that's why she's there! She'll be your emotional support :D

🩷 as long as your happy, she's happy. She does get anxiety when you leave though...

🩷 she's the one who's escaped the most probably, her anxiety got the best of her. She doesn't mean any harm! She just wants to make sure your ok...

"don't worry! You'll get used to us, we love you!"

"um...bon bon they don't look very pleased...maybe we should send them home :,) "

(give this woman a RAISE tho, she is seriously trying to save your ass 😔✋)

[gunnrblze]

Thinking about writing teen Kick fanfic and I got very vivid ideas for the vibe but I am like so shit at outlining the plot and detailing it to late 90s-2000s tech cuz I was in the desert sand during that time

And since I love your aesthetics with the ghost boys, what do you think about;

Teen Kick:

owns a camcorder, takes it nearly everywhere he goes outside and enjoys making vlogs on tapes, mostly consisting of abandoned place explorations and attempts of paranormal activity caught on camera. (Marble hornets and analog horror inspired)

Obsessed with cryptids and critters, might not actually believe they're real but thinks they're such neat concepts and they're fun to talk about.

↑explains why he found himself exploring the woods and forestry around his mid-late teens

fascinated by weird sightings and loves recording shit to show off and ramble about to his friends, just passionate about his interests

Owns a flip phone or whatever good old fashioned cellphone during that time, would try to invite his friends over to go cryptid hunting, alien watching, or explorations w/ him

I'm stumped cuz I have a few stuff thatll be purely HCs like:

Nickname for him in his teenhood if Kick was his military callsign

Headcanon about which part of America he's from to pinpoint location and setting of the drabble

Tf happened in 90-2000s

Could you help me please🙏🙏 need headcanons<33 a lot of them

Ahh I love this idea! This all sounds so accurate for a fic like this. Teen Kick that takes a camcorder everywhere sounds so on brand, I can definitely see him having that ‘let’s go to this haunted/abandoned house…what do you mean why? Cause it’s fun’ energy lol. Alien/ghost hunting and cryptid sightings seem right up his funky alley.

As for his name/location, that can be difficult since you can literally make up anything you want lmao. But I like to hc him as being from somewhere around northeast USA that starts to teeter into the south, think Pennsylvania/New Jersey/West Virginia/etc. That would also explain his cryptid/alien/ghost loving behavior since there’s a lot of sightings and happenings in those areas. He gives me slight city kid vibes, but lived enough near the outskirts of whatever town to have been doing a bunch of rural exploring.

Since it’s implied that he’s a tech specialist for the Ghosts, I hc that growing up during the rise of technology was very influential in his career choices, and he probably spent a lot of time with stuff like this. I definitely see him with the camcorder here, and maybe a flip phone right around the turn of the century/early 00’s when they became popular. Probably spent a lot of time on some old clunky ass computer setup lol, gets flashbacks from the dial up internet sound like a true 90s kid. I think as tech kept advancing, he was always right on that shit, or at least he kept up with it.

Just some tidbits, but similar to Ghost/Simon Riley in the comics/‘09 Modern Warfare, I like to think maybe seeing 9/11 take place inspired his reasons to join whatever branch of the military he joined, seeing that as a teen would’ve def been very surreal, especially if he lived around that area. He also gives me big nerd vibes, was into all the sci-fi stuff around that time&prob played a lot of video games, had like a GameCube console or something lol.

Hope some of this helps! I love this fic idea and I hope you write it! <3

[orion4ever]

so first request 🤞

ahh, ive never done this before, so sorry if it's wrong :((( but could you please write 🙏

1) tamarack headcanons for an mc who is really shy

2) baxter drabble about waking up early for mcs birthday party

3) cove listening to mc ranting about their special interests, headcanons -🦊

Author’s note: Hello! AHH! Thank you for my first request. I would like to clear up a miscommunication; When I meant three characters at a time, I was referring to three characters but with the same prompt! I am sorry if I wasn’t clear! I decided to do the Baxter prompt but If you would like the other two then please don’t hesitate to request those separately anytime! ^^

Pairing: MC x Baxter Ward

🖤🤍

It was the morning of your birthday.

Baxter had stayed up all night to get all the final details for it done.

Your cake, your decorations, the location Every little detail to ensure that you, MC, Have a happy birthday.

That morning, he wanted to take you out of the apartment for a small brunch. Since the afternoon and evening would be a busy one for you!

He wanted to get up and start this birthday celebration with you.

But he was too comfy.

You two were in your shared bed; one of you was half awake, though. Baxter didn’t bother trying to get any sleep since he was up so late anyway.

Baxter rolled over to his side to face you.

You two have been through so much to get to this point. Once a man who wouldn’t stay to enjoy a party, he helped plan , just so that he wouldn’t make anyone uncomfortable, and he was now a man who was staying until the end.

He lifted a pale hand to lightly rub your shoulder, silently. He had the urge to close his eyes again, but then he heard a now-awoken voice.

“Good morning, Baxter,” you murmured, reaching over to caress Baxter’s face, which Baxter gently took, kissing your palm.

“Good morning and happy birthday, MC,” he replied, staring at you with a look of tired awe. “Are you excited for your birthday today? It's a big event,” he asked, earning himself a nod from you.

“Yeah. I know you and everyone put lots of work into this day. I wish I could’ve helped out a little," you chuckled. “Nonsense, it's your big day; relax, put your feet up,” he said, his voice groggy as he hugged you closer to him. “I want to show my appreciation for you staying with me for this long,” he said, putting his face on your shoulder.

“Aw, Baxter. You already show your appreciation by being with me.”

You felt his smile on your shoulder as he began to relax into your warmth again.

“But you know what you could do to show some appreciation?” You asked, earning an amused “Hm?’ from your faux black-haired boyfriend.

“If you told me what flavor you and Cove picked the cake.~”

“Ha, you are just going to have to wait for that appreciation at your party, darling.”

[simsdynastytree]

Hello, simmers!

I'd like to share with you in today's video our developments in terms of building a tree, namely I will show you in detail how to add partners on the tree.

The way of adding partners is different from what we are used to seeing before. The reason we came to it is to be able to make the tree more flexible. Now, if you need it and the story in your game requires it, you can even add partners for partners on the tree (I thought for a long time how to write it more clearly, but I couldn't find a more precise and beautiful description😂).

Yes, the realization took us a while, but the result really pleases me and I do not regret that we took such a difficult path. I hope you will like our idea as well.

We have already done that when pointing at the children, his parents are highlighted. We just need to tweak the location of the partners a little bit.

Enjoy your viewing ✨

P.S. I really apologize for my emphasis on the video, but I really wanted to record a video with voiceover to explain everything in more detail to you 🙏

[trash-bats]

today turned into a whirlwind of emotions (in a good way, though!)

I started the day just staring sadly at the Sisters of Mercy Livenation page for the show on Wednesday, filled with a growing regret for buying cheap upper orchestra seats far away from the stage. I avoid pits to save money but also because of my chronic pain, but I was hit with the realization that this would be the best opportunity for me to try seeing Blaqk Audio in the pit since they're the openers and I can bail to a seated location right after they're done performing. I bought my tickets the day they went on sale because I had NO clue what the demand for this show was going to be like, but as it's gotten closer to the event a lot of the prices seemed to go down, and it was now only $17 more expensive to get a pit ticket over the mid ass seats I got. I considered just saying fuck it and buying a pit ticket for full price, but the other problem was that I invited a friend with me and I wasn't going to ditch her to run off to the pit & definitely couldn't afford two whole new tickets. But I was genuinely feeling really bummed over the predicament.

I was ready to just lie down and accept my fate, but my awesome, amazing, smart, hot wife decided to look into if Livenation offered ticket exchanges/upgrades. I just assumed that my only option was to attempt selling my existing tix and to buy new ones at full price, but lo and behold there IS an option to upgrade tickets! I didn't know how much it would cost at first & I had to wait until my friend responded to if she was okay with plans changing last minute, so there was a huge wave of anxiety -- but the friend approved, and the ticket upgrade was only $25 per ticket including fees. I had just gotten a decent Twitch payout this morning, so I said fuck it and went for it!

So now I'm here just like...absolutely buzzing over the change in plans. I did NOT emotionally prepare for getting to see Blaqk Audio from a potential front row spot, and here I am less than 48 hours away from it. I have this bad feeling that we're not going to get a national BA tour for a long time after this, so it felt like it's now or never when it comes to experiencing these performances from the front. I'm sure I don't have to state how important & emotionally overwhelming it is to be inches away from Davey Havok as he performs especially when he gets intimate with the crowd. I've only seen BA once and it was from the back of the venue, so this is a huge deal for me. It's also awesome because I have a friend who's as big a fan as I am traveling down for the show & now we get to experience it together (she did the same for the AFI show last month, but I was in seats and she was in the pit).

please please please send your thoughts and prayers that my chronic pain will not get in the way of me being able to enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime experience 🙏

[hersurvival]

I'm heart broken cuz it's been a month and a few days since my aunt passed away on the night of my college graduation at that, and then it was the anniversary of the 2 years since my dog violently passed away in front of me for some reason the vet listened to his symptoms and suspects it was a sudden heart attack but also I'm heartbroken because I was almost choked out too all because my door no matter what, is creaky. There's no specific special way to turn the knob and slowly close the door to make it not creak anymore. 🫠 let alone the college suddenly has a system error showing I haven't graduated. And I was called a liar and treated horribly and no one will call me back or return my emails. To try and get my diploma. I worked my ass of for 2 years fir that irs not fair the solution thrown at me was just take the course to get that missing credit when I had an advisor set up my whole degree plan so I could just take the courses in peace since I got bad social anxiety.

That kinda turned to a trauma dump but you asked what happened 😭 so ik you were expected sad shit but now I feel like my life just be doing sad all extra here recently.

*sometimes it's funny like rn its funny. Earlier when I was doodling and ruined my doodle it was not funny.* but I keep it pushin 🫸 I got goals to make 💯

My poor baby!! 😭 Oh my goodness, this is too much for one person. Please, you are always welcome to trauma dump anonymously or dm me if you'd like to talk, don't try to get through everything on your own ❤️

I am unbelievably sorry for the loss of your aunt, especially on such a huge day of your life. And then for the college to fight you (I did get your new ask about college being fixed, SO YAY) and make the entire situation so much harder than it needs to be.

And your dog 😭 I know how special dogs are and I am sorry he is gone.

Keep pushin' and reach those goals! And the next time someone puts hands on you, drop your location. I've been looking for a fight, I got you 😤

For real, though. That is absolutely unacceptable in any circumstance. ANY. But a creaky door? WTF. I hope you know you didn't deserve that, no one deserves violence like that. Stay safe, anon, I'm going to worry about you 🙏

[victoriapokefashion]

Introduction Post

My friends had their own Rotomblr blogs, and like, Onyx has been asking me to make one, so might as well

I'm Victoria. I'm a fashion designer, pokemon Performer, and elite trainer located in the Galar region. Pleasure to meet you all ;). I'm just here to show of the lovely designs I've made and the like.

Of course, we can't forget about my team

Aren't they just sweethearts? Of course I could talk about them all day, but I don't want this post to be too long. But expect to Earl and Arthur the most, since they're the ones most curious about my little blog (good taste for both of them, obviously)

Rules/Things to know

Not really sure rule, but yeah, I restarted Calli's account. I also renamed her Victoria, because it fits better. Old blog had bad vibes and I didn't really feel like I was roleplay8ng her, because she can actually be a little rude and bitchy, and I was too scared to be mean lol. Also, a lot of stuff about her canon changed, and it felt weird roleplay on her old account. But, I'm leaving it up, and it's @pokedesignercalli if anyone wants to see it.

Anyways, actual rules!

-NO NSFW. While Victoria is 18, the mod is not, and is still a minor. I also want this blog to be accessible to everyone, and other than a maybe a couple of suggestive jokes, this blog isn't going to be NSFW or take any NSFW asks. That includes gore! No gore in my inbox please!

-Requests might not always be awnsered right away since this is a side blog, and I'm not always drawing fashion stuff. Please he patient if you can 🙏

-If your blog has the default tumblr logo, no posts, no description, or just posts porn, you will be blocked. I apologize to any real people there, but it's just to prevent bots from taking over my account (like last time)

-Idk shit about fashion irl. I just do things that I think look nice. There's not going to be anything groundbreaking here, lol

-This blog is run by the same person who runs @quillpokebiology , @historianofgalar , @gym-leader-onyx , and @pokemonpetfinder , and all these blogs take place in the same universe. My main art blog is @mintaikk and my main blog is @mintaikcorpse if you're curious about this as well.

[foxachu]

Hi there! Sorry if im being too direct its just that I’m trying to reach out for help if it’s okay! My cat is in need of urgent care so I’m trying to raise some funds for her upcoming vet care visit, an ultrasound to be exact. I made a post about it and I pinned it on my blog, hoping that you’d be so kind to help me spread the word, please as every bit of help can get her one step closer to relief. I would truly appreciate it and i pray that all goes well on your end, too! stay safe! By the way, if its possible, try to answer this ask in private or mesage me if fine, reason is that, people might think I "pressured" you to do so, as some people can be weird about these things. 🙏🥹

Hey I wanna show my followers what a scam looks like and how you can tell

Your blog is ONE DAY OLD

"please answer this ask in private"

Your PayPal link says COUNTRY=PH (Philippines), locale=US, to trick those into clicking it that you are located in the US

YOU'RE NOT THE FIRST TO USE THAT HEALTHCARE ESTIMATE IMAGE

I checked your pinned post. I ran the image through Google reverse image search.

Oh look. Exact matches.

Oh wow. Another cat with the same exact estimate amount for the same exact ultrasound but from a deactivated Tumblr. Wild. How coincidental.

Their PayPal link also linked to the Philippines. Kind of weird, don't you think? Considering the veterinary clinic is in Indiana?

Get off my blog.