#sarcastic tone im not actually mad

[skeletons-in-ur-closet]

i gotta beat my brother with hammers ong

[dsgustng]

I genuinely think that liek. Shitty managers think when disabled people have low availability we just spend all that time that we're not working partying and having fun frolicking doing fuck all and we only don't work more because we're "lazy" and choosing to make thier lives more difficult for fun- when in reality most of the time I'm not working I'm recovering from the last time I worked and regaining my energy just to um. Use It all up working again . I wish instead of seeing it as us barley working and being lazy they saw it as us choosing to use up all our very precious and scarce energy working as much as we possibly can and then having no energy left over for ourselves because thats usually how it goes.

[the-flaneur]

couples quiz gq (lh44)

pairing: husband!lewis hamilton x wife sports reporter!reader

summary: it’s the gq couples quiz time with your boo 💋

warnings: mentions some suggestive content

wc: 2165

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y/n: lew stop pushing my chair away, im moving out of the frame

(whispering)

the director’s going to be mad at me now

lewis: you want me to pull you back in?

y/n: le-lewis! im going to fall if you pull the chair in that fas-

y/n yelps loudly and looks like she’s going to fall but the clip is cut short by the editors

*cut*

y/n: hi everyone, i’m y/n m/n l/n-hamilton!

waves to the camera

lewis: and i’m lewis carl davidson hamilton

y/n turns towards lewis, with a mischievous look on her face, and in a matter of fact tone…

y/n: can’t forget the sir, lew

lewis: sorry darling

lewis rolls his eyes affectionately, before waving at the camera as well

hi, im sir lewis carl davidson hamilton. 

both: and today we’ll being doing gq’s couple quiz!

y/n: we had a competition last night to see who was going to start, and of course i wo-

lewis: you only won because you bribed roscoe into giving you the toy. we said we were going to play fai-

y/n: you also tried to bribe him, i just bribed him better. don’t try to fool everyone honey

y/n smirks, before pulling out her cue cards

so lew, where and how did we first meet?

lewis: well we first met back in 2015, at silverstone…it was actually a little bit silly how we met. i hadn’t realised that ted [kravitz] wasn’t going to be at the pitlane broadcast because he was sick. so when this absolutely gorgeous woman rocks up with a sky sports microphone and lanyard, i was so confused…

lewis trails off sheepishly while y/n laughs, reminiscing over the memory of their first encounter

and then of course i was blown away by her gorgeous presenting skills, even if she did really emphasise the pit crew’s interesting tactics during the race.

y/n: i was just doing my job…

y/n pouts sarcastically before lewis gently pats her arm

lewis: yes yes, i know darling. so after channelling seb’s now somewhat questionable flirting skills, i convinced her to go on a date with britain’s best tour guide.

y/n: sometimes i don’t know what my younger self was thinking, considering you almost insulted me during that date

lewis: it was just my unbelievable charm and wit - you cant resist the hamilton sex appeal

lewis mimes a hair flip, whilst y/n gags behind her hands, before shrugging

y/n: and i guess the rest is history.

*cut*

y/n: lew, what do you think is the most romantic thing you’ve ever done for me?

lewis: well i mean apart from my show stopping proposal last year, which i think undeniably will never be topped by anyone else in the history of proposals, if i do say so myself-

y/n: but no one else will know about all the details…

lewis: of course darling, my lips are sealed. 

lewis mimes zipping his lips and tossing away the key

apart from the proposal, i would probably have to say our first anniversary in 2018. of course, we had met back in 2015, but didn’t officially get together until late 2017. and of course being out first anniversary, i had to pull out all the stops.

y/n: to be fair, it had been a complete surprise considering it was our first anniversary together

y/n grins at lewis, grasping his hand in hers

lewis: i prepared an entire day of activities, like we went to the beach at sunrise and had a picnic, and then we went surfing for a bit…then we did a city wide scavenger hunt, going to all our favourite locations and reshooting pictures we originally had taken there, and then we went and had dinner with all our families, and then i proposed to her a darry promise ring…

y/n: ladies and gentlemen, if they wanted to, they would

y/n swoons and winks before frisbee-ing the cue card off screen

*cut*

y/n: what has been my favourite couple’s outfit we’ve done together?

lewis: well apart from when you’re wearing my clothes…

y/n rolls her eyes as lewis cheekily smiles at her

it would probably have to be this year’s met gala look. i honestly think all round, a significantly meaningful outfit which meant a lot to both of us. we both looked absolutely amazing, especially you darling.

y/n: correct!

y/n showers the camera with jazz hands

wearing a replica of junon was honestly the highest fashion honour i could’ve ever wished for. even if it was just a replica, i felt absolutely ethereal wearing it, and the craftsmanship was just as exquisite. the beading and layers of the dress are cut so beautifully…

and of course, seeing the real junon in person was even more spectacular. but your outfit was just as elegant and more impactful, lew.

lewis: of course i had the amazing privilege of being able to honour the work, life and story of john ystumllyn, who was one of britain’s first black gardeners. the emboridered flowers on the outside reflects the language of flowers, something which is also something so meaningful between my wife and i…

y/n and lewis look gently at each other for a minute, the camera capturing their serene and gentle smiles 

*cut*

y/n: another one, lew. what is your favourite thing about our two kids?

lewis: well of course, i love them both so much, since they’re half you and half me… hey don’t laugh at me baby

y/n laughs as lewis points at the camera

hey guys, your mum’s being mean to me now - but i love you guys so much, ok. dad loves you lots, more than your mum

y/n puts a sarcastic hand over her heart as if she’s been wounded by lewis’ words

y/n: babe lets be for real. i carried both our babies the entire pregnancy, i’ve practically become one with them. i love them the most

lewis: no matter which one of us loves them more, we’ll always play second fiddle to roscoe, babes. he’s like the babies’ number one protector, he’ll even sometimes stop y/n or i from cuddling them

y/n: yeah like father, like son

lewis: hey! what’s that supposed to mea-

*cut*

y/n: what is my favourite meal that you cook for me? this one is a bit difficult, considering you haven’t cooked for me since our last anniversary…

y/n pouts before lewis sighs again

lewis: i try my best…

lewis now addresses the camera

but this little lady likes to complain that vegan food sometimes only tastes like grass, so she always gets take out from the restaurants. 

but apart from that… i would think my dad’s oil down, taken straight from his mum’s recipe, is definitely a family favourite. the kids love when i take the time to make it, and it always makes the house smell great. y/n: definitely, the coconut and spices are always a fantastic combination in food we enjoy, like other cuisines like thai food - always amazing!

*cut*

y/n: final question from my side lew - if you had to describe our relationship in five words, what would they be?

lewis puts on a contemplative look, he’s really trying his hardest here

lewis: hmmmm, it’s a bit hard there’s just so many wonderful words to use

y/n: yes baby?

lewis: like judgemental, interesting, dramatic, inventive… there’s just so many wonderful words

y/n bursts into laughter at lewis’ deadpan stare into the camera

no but honestly…

lewis thinks thoughtfully, before holding onto his wife’s hands

the love i have for y/n and our family cannot be just described in five words. i love her more than i love anything else in this world, and i would give up anything to be with her forever…

y/n looks teary-eyed at lewis’ confession

y/n: lewis… i love you baby

lewis: i love you too darling

*cut*

y/n: now i guess it’s your turn lew, lets go

y/n mimes finger guns at her husband, before leaning back to lounge in her chair

lewis: what’s been your most recent favourite memory of ours?

y/n cups her hands around her mouth before discreetly whispering something to lewis, who giggles at her words before miming a not-so-subtle kiss

y/n: not that recent, but i think your silverstone victory. it was so emotional for everyone, especially having the kids there. they probably didn’t remember your last victory before then. of course i was so proud of you and the team, i couldn’t stop crying the entire time

lewis: the afterparty was extra special too; we had dinner with my whole family at our home in central london, although my dad complained we should’ve gone to stevenage and stayed at home longer

y/n: anthony just loves seeing his little boy at home, and his grandkids

y/n leans over a tugs on lewis’ cheek affectionately

*cut*

lewis: y/n, with your extensive motorsports knowledge, what does drs stand for?

y/n: daniel ricciardo supremacy of course - danny’s one of my favourites, especially when he drove for red bull. sorry seb

[subtitle: this was filmed before it was publicly known that daniel would NOT be driving for VCARB for the remainder of the season]

*cut*

lewis: who is or was your favourite driver to interview?

y/n: well, i mean apart from you - cause you’re just that willing to give me all the nice PR suited yet sometimes edgy commentary, i would probably have to say….

kimi

i mean he made my job both really easy and really hard, but he was always super nice to talk to off camera, so technically i got to interview him, just off camera, where he could talk a bit more freely

sorry kimi for outing your secret extrovert-ness

y/n sticks her tongue out, knowing kimi is very unlikely to see this video

*cut*

lewis: if we didn’t need to compromise on baby names, what would you have named our children?

y/n: do you want my really wacky answer, or the half truth answer?

lewis: hmmm… lets go with both.

y/n: well my real options would’ve been lewis jr and c/n, but i already call your di-

lewis, knowing where y/n was going with this quickly cups her mouth with his hand, before anything else comes out

lewis: are you sure that was the real answer?

y/n giggles from behind his hand, before moving it back down

y/n: well my wacky answers would’ve been nico and fernando so…. take your pick babes

*cut*

lewis: what’s my favourite tradition that we have?

y/n: our 2-2-2 date plan. i saw it on tiktok that one time, and sent it to lewis, who became obsessed with it. but in all honesty it works really well with our busy lifestyles, especially when i stay home with the kids. 

lewis: to be fair, the timing is not actually weeks, months and years since we work pretty often together, it’s more like days, weeks and months…

y/n: especially during the summer and winter breaks, cause their grandparents love looking after them then

lewis: roscoe too, he’s always with them, so he’s actually the person they see the most in their life sometimes y/n: but yeah, the date plan just gives us a way to properly structure time for us together, which can get so hectic during race weekends

*cut*

lewis: ok now the final question of the couples quiz - when is my birthda-... just kidding!

lewis chuckles whilst y/n bats the cards out of his hands in mock anger

just kidding darling… what do i love most about you?

y/n: my ass?

*cut*

lewis: well now i suppose it’s time to reveal the winner, which will obviously be me

y/n: no it’s obviously me, you barely remembered my five favourite drinks

lewis: i haven’t had alcohol in like forever, you can’t blame me for that. besides you almost forgot our anniversary date

lewis pouts, turning away from y/n

y/n: ughhhh, you’re gonna hold this over me forever, i already know it. i only had a slight lapse in memory because it’s so close to c/n’s birthday

director: regardless the final tally is…

[y/n and lewis both look up at the ceiling above them, where the numbers are displayed in the video. lewis’ shows a 14, whilst y/n’s shows a 20]

y/n: AHA! clearly the superior side of this couple now!

y/n cheers, throwing her hands up in the air

but i guess it was a shared victory. afterall, whenever i win, you win too babes

lewis: sure do, cause we’re one team and we rise together.

[gq closing screen plays]

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[ilovewomenfr]

just take your shit and go

click before reading

ex!abby, bottom!reader

men dni!!!! NSFW

cw: pretty vanilla, fingering (r!receiving), oral (r!receiving), praise kink, make up sex, idk what else

a/n: yall i thought i would be done this on tuesday. ive been so busy this week w work and life ive barely had time to write. this one’s a bit short but i had to get this idea down. i might improve it some time in the future. not proofreading and i kind of dont like it but thats ok. also requests are open as always. AND THANK YOU FOR SM SUPPORT ON YOU ARE SUCH A NERD! I GENUINELY WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT. xx.

you and your ex broke up two weeks ago, a huge fight blew up between the two of you which is why abby is at the door of your apartment, backpack slung over her shoulder, to collect the rest of her things. when you answer the door, you see abby’s gaze rake over your body.

“seriously abs?” you scoff at her, looking down at your abby’s baggy t-shirt, “do i get my shirt back?” she asks as she rolls her eyes at you, gesturing to the band tee. “oh. uh. yeah. i guess” you respond in a quiet tone.

“do you want a drink or something?” you offer and abby shakes her head, her blonde braid moving along with. the braid she would only take out at home when she was with you. the braid you used to tug on when she was drunk off your pussy to see her half-lidded blue eyes. you lick your bottom lip at the thought before shaking it away.

“are you gonna let me come in?” abby asks in a slightly annoyed tone. you get out of the doorway and allow her to come into the apartment. “most of your stuff is on the couch,” you mumble as you point over to the piles of things you threw onto the couch in a blind rage the night she left.

“aw how sweet of you to put everything on the couch for me.” abby says sarcastically, resulting in an eye roll from you. “just take your shit and go.” you grab a couple boxes and put them on the coffee table. you watch as she starts packing away her clothes into the boxes, standing awkwardly. “so this is it then?” you ask,

“what do you mean?”

“all it took was a fight.”

abby walks over to you, crossing her arms and resting her weight on her hip, “you were the one who told me to get out and never talk to you again, if i remember correctly.”

“because i was mad. i didnt actually expect you to go.” you look up to her eyes, trying to find any trace of resentment, but you find none. instead you still find love, “why are you looking at me like that?” she puts her hands on your waist, instinctively your own arms wrap around her neck. “im not looking at you like anything.”

“you are.” you play with her braid, “you’re looking at me like you still care.” she leans in and kisses you, catching you by surprise. the kiss is full of longing and desire. the way she holds you makes you feel as though a fire is stirring within you. she pulls away and sighs, walking back to the couch and sitting down.

“youre so confusing. i mean you tell me to go then dont want me to go? then you dont even text me for two weeks and when you finally do its because you want my stuff out of the apartment.” you nod, knowing you’re in the wrong here. “but i still care about you y/n.” abby leans back on the couch, practically beckoning you to come and sit on her lap.

you make your way over to the couch, sitting in silence as the both of you look at each other, tension growing in the air. “im sorry. i shouldn’t have told you to go.” you apologize, breaking the silence. “i shouldn’t have left.” her voice is softer than before, her hand find its way to your knee and her thumb brushes soothingly along your skin. the apology hangs over the two of you, and once again your eyes meet. abby’s eyes have a look of desire in them, one you know all too well. that’s all it takes for you to climb over and straddle her.

her hands find your hips immediately, “i’ve missed you, ya know.” you say gently, “prove it.” your hands hold her face and you kiss her again, sensually and slowly. abby’s hands run up your back to your hair trying to deepen the kiss. you part you lips and your tongue meets hers. you almost moan at the familiar taste, but you pull away instead, “does that prove it?” she lowers you onto the couch so you’re below her, “haven’t proved it quite yet.” she murmurs as she captures your lips once more. her hands slide up under your shirt as your tongues dance together, palming and squeezing your breasts, the simple action resulting in arousal shooting down to your core. she captures your moans with her mouth, before planting kisses down your neck, suckling the sweet skin.

moments later both your clothes are on the floor as abby kisses your inner thighs, “abs please” you beg, “i need you.” she looks up at you, “mm look at you begging for me, so needy, huh?” she goes back to sucking and kissing your thighs and you push her head towards your soaked pussy, “abbyyyy please.” you beg, “hm? what do you need pretty girl? need me to eat your pussy?” she nudges your clit with her nose eliciting a needy whine from you. “fuck, just eat me out already! please!” your begs are desperate now, your aching cunt waiting for attention. she pulls your legs over her shoulders and laps your slick, the sensation drawing a shiver from you. your hands clutch her hair as she begins sucking your clit, “fuck abby yeah” the moan is involuntary and in response you feel the vibration of her own.

youre a complete mess under her by the time the knot in your stomach snaps, your release dripping out of you pussy and onto your thighs. abby just keeps going, lewd sounds leaving you and echoing around your living room. she slips her fingers into you and curls them, your back arches as she repeatedly hits your g-spot, “so fuckin pretty when you’re falling apart baby” she murmurs softly. she uses her thumb on your clit and it’s like you’re on top of the world, your cries are becoming pornographic at this point and it’s just egging her on, “yeah, you like my fingers filling you dont you?” she nips your hip, “mmhh yeahhh. fuck baby ‘m gonna cum!” she keeps hitting your g-spot and the pressure building up inside of you reaches its peak, you feel your legs shaking as you cum on her fingers, “youre doing so good for me baby.” she lets you ride out your high on her before sliding her fingers out, “fuck i missed you so much abby” you say, she kisses you, “i missed you too”

tags: @jamiesturniolo

[motherismotheringggg]

power play 🗄️

summary: you and cooper are office rivals with tension that could be cut with a butter knife

type: cooper koch x fem! reader (i obvi know cooper is gay, this is just fiction)

tags/warnings: handjobs, fingering, passionate kissing, oral (f! receiving), p in v unprotected sex, cream pie

author’s note: i had been wanting to write something inspired by cooper in these glasses for a MINUTE so this was fun. also if you sent me a request, just know im working on it!!! anyway enjoy and please gimme feedback if you have it

word count: 3499

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Team meetings were always a drag, and this one was no different. Your laptop sat open, toggling between the agenda and a crossword puzzle on NYT Games.

“Congratulations to Y/N for closing the marketing deal earlier this week!” the team lead announced, breaking your concentration.

You perked up, flashing a confident smile as applause filled the room. Glancing around, you nodded graciously and threw a playful wink at a few coworkers.

“And a congrats to Cooper as well—he’s presenting his portfolio to the partners this week!”

The applause continued, but you stifled a groan, instead rolling your eyes with a sarcastic grin.

“Some of us tip-tap on social media, and others actually crunch numbers—but hey, we’re all working hard, right?” Cooper quipped, his smirk sharp as ever.

You didn’t miss a beat. “Oh, I’m sorry—if we’d known counting to ten was so hard, we’d have thrown you a parade,” you fired back, voice sugary sweet with a sting.

His smirk faltered, replaced by a hard squint and the clench of his jaw. For just a moment, his polished demeanor slipped, and you couldn’t help but savor the victory.

“Careful,” he muttered, leaning in just enough for you to hear. “I’ll make you pay for that later.”

The challenge in your tone sent a thrill through you, heat pooling low in your belly, “I sure hope so”, you said through a smirk.

-----

This push-and-pull had been building for weeks, a perfect storm of animosity and smoldering tension. Everyone in the office knew you and Cooper were rivals, constantly outperforming and excelling in your respective projects.

But for Cooper, it wasn’t jealousy that fueled him—it was fascination. Your confidence captivated him, the way you balanced grace and self-assuredness, never downplaying your success but never arrogant about it either. You were magnetic, a challenge he couldn’t resist.

Most women bent to his charm, but not you. When he crowded your space or accidentally brushed against you, you’d offer nothing more than a sly smile before carrying on. It drove him mad.

Meanwhile, his interest was obvious to you—the lingering glances, the way his eyes traced your legs in a mini skirt or lingered when you leaned over a desk. You weren’t blind to it, and you relished every second of his quiet frustration.

You kept teasing him, savoring every stolen glance and clenched jaw, until about a week ago.

-----

It had been a long day, and the two of you were stuck in the office late, prepping for a Zoom call with partners in a different time zone. To avoid technical issues, you both stayed behind, working through the fatigue to ensure everything ran smoothly.

After the call dragged on, you split the task of finalizing meeting notes, the office eerily quiet in a way that made even small moments feel charged.

In the kitchen, you leaned against the counter scrolling on your phone as the coffee machine whirred. Then, as if on cue, Cooper appeared.

He strode in purposefully, making direct eye contact before heading to the sink to rinse his tumbler. The air shifted immediately, though you tried not to show it.

“Good job on the call,” he said, his voice low and casual, though weighted.

You glanced at his back, noting the way his muscles flexed under his light blue button-up. Smirking, you replied, “Of course. I always deliver…you weren’t too bad yourself.”

He let out a soft laugh, drying his hands and turning to leave, only to pivot suddenly and close the space between you. Planting his arms on either side of you, he boxed you in, his body looming close enough for you to catch the woodsy warmth of his cologne.

Tilting your head, you met his eyes with a challenging gleam. “Need to get something off your chest, Koch?” you teased, voice calm but daring.

His gaze dipped to your lips, his smirk sharp as he leaned closer, heat radiating from him. “You love playing this game, don’t you?” he murmured, his voice rich and edged with something darker.

Your heartbeat quickened, but you kept your composure, leaning forward just enough to narrow the space. “Who says it’s a game?”

His jaw tightened, hands clenching against the counter as the tension between you crackled, the air thick enough to drown in.

For a moment, you thought he might hesitate—he’d never made a move before and clearly wasn’t used to a woman who challenged him. But then his hands gripped your waist, lifting you onto the counter like you weighed nothing, and his mouth crashed into yours.

The kiss was frantic, his breath heavy as he devoured you. His lips were rough, his tongue insistent, drawing a soft sound from you.

Your hands weren’t idle, fumbling to undo the buttons of his shirt. As the fabric parted, your fingers grazed over his warm skin and the hard lines of his chest, your nails scraping lightly. He shuddered under your touch.

“Damn it, Y/N,” he groaned against your lips, his voice low and strained. He broke the kiss to trail his lips down your jaw, nipping at the sensitive spot below your ear. “You’ve been such a fucking tease.”

You grinned, threading your fingers into his hair and tugging just enough to make him hiss. “And yet,” you murmured, your voice dripping with challenge, “you never stopped chasing.”

His hands slid from your waist to your thighs, pushing your skirt higher as his fingers dug into your skin. Stepping closer, he pressed himself against you, his hard cock straining against his pants.

“I can play nice just this once,” you purred into his ear, reaching for his belt. His breath hitched as you wrestled with the buckle, his lips continuing their trail of open-mouthed kisses down your neck.

Freeing him from his pants, you pushed him back slightly, creating just enough space. Bringing your hand to your mouth, you slowly licked your palm, never breaking eye contact.

“Fuck... you’re so fucking hot,” Cooper breathed, his voice ragged. Wrapping your hand around his length, you began to stroke him, deliberate and slow. His breathing stuttered, his shoulders dropping as a deep grunt escaped his lips.

“Look at you,” you murmured, your voice low and sultry, each word heavy with satisfaction. “You’re such a mess, Koch.”

His eyes snapped to yours, blazing with desire and frustration, a shaky smile tugging at his lips. “Are you—” he started, but his words were cut off by a sharp intake of breath as your hand tightened, your wrist swirling expertly.

“Am I what, baby?” you teased, your lips curling into a smug smile as you quickened your pace. “Go ahead. Ask me.”

He exhaled a shaky laugh, gripping the counter behind him for support. “Are you... gonna let me... fuck you?” he managed, his voice strained but tinged with grudging admiration.

“Maybe,” you replied, leaning in so your breath ghosted over his neck, your hand never faltering. “But I like you like this.”

His jaw clenched, the muscles in his neck straining as he tried to regain some semblance of control. But the way his body reacted to your every movement—how he twitched in your hand, how his breathing hitched whenever you changed pace—told you he was utterly at your mercy.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he groaned, his voice rough and breathless. “Oh I know honey” you cooed back in response as he fell into you.

You pressed a kiss to his jaw, letting your lips linger. He let out a low growl, his hands moving to your hips, fingers digging deep into your skin to somehow ground him and the tension in his body.

A few seconds later, his release spilled warm against your hand, his muscles tightening before relaxing as he caught his breath. The air between you buzzed with the aftermath.

Without a word, you crossed the kitchen to grab a paper towel, your movements calm as he straightened and adjusted his clothes.

The silence was thick but not uncomfortable, and though your back was to him, you could feel his gaze burning into you. It wasn’t just a look—it was awe, mixed with something deeper, something that made him hesitate.

You liked it. You liked him like this—off-balance, unsure, but still captivated.

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And now here you both were again, another late night in the office. The hum of fluorescent lights and the rhythmic tapping of keyboards filled the air. Cooper’s cubicle wasn’t far, and his fingers flew over the keys, lost in his work.

You started to wonder if he’d forgotten his promise from earlier—or worse, backed out. The thought twisted your stomach. If he was going to take the lead, you didn’t want to miss it.

You loved having him at your mercy, weak and obedient, but you’d fantasized about him taking control—bending you over his desk,, his hands gripping your hips, his large hands slapping your ass hard enough to raise the skin. You craved that shift in power, him letting go of his restraint and losing himself with you.

The fantasy made you forget where you were. When you snapped back to reality, Cooper stood at your cubicle entrance, waving his hand in front of your face.

“Helloooo… earth to Y/N,” he teased, snapping you out of your trance.

You blinked, shaking your head, and quickly blamed your distraction on the work in front of you.

“I’m running out to grab a snack. Do you wanna come, or should I get you something?” he asked casually, but it felt off, almost too casual.

It threw you off—he sounded like a coworker, maybe even a friend, like nothing had been simmering between you two. For a moment, you wondered if he’d backed out.

Still, you nodded, searching for your wallet. “Yeah, could you grab me a ginger ale and one of those salami and cheese packs?”

Your words trailed off as your eyes met his.

Cooper wasn’t focused on your request. His gaze was hungry, undressing you with his eyes.

“Earth to Koch,” you teased, arching a brow, “If you’re gonna stare, at least buy me dinner, not just snacks.”

His smirk didn’t fade, and his gaze lingered. “Keep your money,” he said lowly, “I’ll take care of it.”

You leaned back in your chair, grinning slyly. “Is that so? From where I’m sitting, you’re used to letting me handle it.”

His smirk deepened, and he leaned down, bracing his hands on the armrests of your chair. “Well, daddy doesn’t mind picking up the tab… I do make more than you,” he teased, flicking his fingers with a smug grin.

You cocked your head and smiled. “But you’re good with taking the lead. Always have been,” he continued, throwing on his coat.

You held his gaze unflinchingly, the tension thick in the air, until he stepped back and walked away. You couldn’t stop the satisfied smirk on your lips as he disappeared down the hall.

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Cooper’s footsteps echoed softly as he returned to the office, the bag of snacks and drinks crinkling in his hand. He made a quick stop by your cubicle, setting down the drink and snack you’d requested. But when he glanced around, he noticed you weren’t there.

Maybe she’s in the bathroom, he thought, shrugging it off as he turned back toward his own desk.

But the moment he sat down, he froze. Right in the center of his keyboard lay a pair of lacy pink panties—your panties—with a sticky note attached.

supply room <3

Cooper didn’t waste a second. He practically sprinted to the supply room, his long strides carrying him down the hall with a new kind of energy. His chest was tight, not with anticipation.

When he pushed the door open, his heart skipped a beat.

There you were, leaning casually against the small table, arms crossed over your chest like you had all the time in the world. The faint hum of the fluorescent light above cast a halo around you, but the devilish smirk on your lips said otherwise.

“Couldn’t even wait to finish your snack?” you teased, your eyes dropping to his heaving chest as you sat on the table, your skirt riding dangerously high on your thighs.

Cooper kicked the door shut behind him with a sharp thud, his gaze locked on yours, dark and determined.

“You’re insane,” he muttered with a smirk, stepping toward you with a determined glare.

Cooper crashed into you, his lips capturing yours with a fierce, desperate hunger that stole your breath. The kiss was a battle for control, his movements firm and possessive as he refused to yield, always staying one step ahead of your attempts to take the lead.

His strength overwhelmed you, leaving no room for resistance. His large hand cupped your jaw, tilting your head back as his lips left yours, trailing fiery kisses down your neck. Each nip and bite sent jolts through your body, unraveling your composure.

Cooper paused, his dark, desire-filled eyes locking on yours, a smirk tugging at his lips. His hand slipped under your skirt, his fingers finding your clit with deliberate, teasing circles. You tried to resist, still wanting him to work for it, but the whimper of his name betrayed you.

He licked his fingers before slipping one inside you, his pace confident and unrelenting. Your back arched in ecstasy as he murmured, "Mmhm, just like that... fuck, you're so wet," his voice low and intoxicating, urging you to let go completely.

“Exactly, Y/N... I like you just like this,” Cooper murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips hovered over yours. He pressed a soft kiss to your lips—just enough to leave you craving more. Then, without warning, he dropped to his knees, his hazel eyes dark and focused as they met yours.

He hooked your legs over his broad shoulders, pulling you flush against his face. His tongue traced over your wetness, each stroke deliberate and hungry. Your head fell back, a heavy sigh escaping as your fingers tangled in his curls, tugging lightly. Instead of the whimper you expected, Cooper let out a deep, guttural grunt, the vibrations traveling through you and making you moan louder.

When you tried to buck your hips against his face, he steadied you, his strong hands gripping your hips and anchoring you firmly. “Mm-mm, sweetheart, stay right where you are,” he said, flashing you a mischievous glance, his hazel eyes glinting with control.

His commanding tone made your breath hitch, his hands grounding you as they sparked a deeper craving within. You wanted to move, to take charge, but Cooper’s firm grip and steady gaze kept you in place, thrilling you in a way you hadn’t realized you needed.

Your grip tightened in his hair, but there was no pulling him closer—he was already as close as he could be, his jaw flexing as he sucked harder on your sensitive bud, each movement sending you spiraling.

“Fuck, Koch, I’m gonna cum,” you whimpered, your voice high and desperate.

“Don’t rush it,” he growled, his voice thick with authority. “Let me handle you.” The possessiveness in his tone sent a shiver down your spine, your body aching to let go even as you tried to hold out.

His slow, deliberate rhythm had you trembling, the tension building with each wave of pleasure he drew from you. You gasped, your hips quaking as his intense gaze locked on yours, grounding you in the moment. His grip tightened just enough to keep you still, a silent command to surrender.

“Think I forgot my promise from earlier?” he asked, pulling back just enough for his words to reach you, his face glistening with your slick. His voice was a low, teasing growl, leaving you breathless before he stood, towering over you.

In one fluid motion, he pulled you to your feet, his hands firm as they turned you around. His fingers deftly unbuttoned your shirt, slipping it from your shoulders before ripping off his own. The warmth of his chest briefly pressed against your back before he leaned in, his breath hot against your ear as his whispered words sent a thrill down your spine.

"You like a challenge right?," he murmured, his voice sending a fresh wave of heat through you, "don’t cum until I say so,let’s see how long you can hold out.”

A shiver ran through you, and you nodded quickly, unable to form words. That wasn’t good enough for him.

"Use your words," he ordered, his hands trailing down your sides, gripping you firmly.

“Yes, Ko…Cooper,” you stammered, the anticipation coiling tight in your stomach.

"Good girl," he muttered, satisfaction dripping from his tone. Without another second passing, he pushed into you, his swollen cock moved deliberatly, slowly, and utterly consuming. The angle stole your breath, his tip hitting your cervix in a way that left you in awe, all you could do was brace yourself against the table, gasping at the intensity of it all.

"You’re doing so well for me, sweetheart," Cooper rasped, his voice rough with control as he thrust deeper, his hips rolling with a intensity that made it harder to hold on. His grip on your sides was firm, grounding you, yet each movement chipped away at your resolve.

Your fingers curled against the edge of the table, fighting the mounting pressure inside you. Every inch of you felt on fire, every nerve heightened by the way he seemed to know exactly how to unravel you.

“Cooper,” you gasped, your voice barely audible, trembling under the weight of his command and the growing wave threatening to crash over you.

“I can feel you slipping, Y/N,” he murmured, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear as he leaned in, his breath hot and teasing. “I thought you wouldve last longer,” he let out a low chuckle.

You usually pushed back when he was arrogant but how could you, here he was; finger tips dug into your hips, you biting your bottom lip to withstand the pressure building in your stomach from him filling you.

“Hold it,” he commanded, his hand pressing into your back pushing you down on the table.

“Cooper, I can’t—”

“Yes, you can,” he cut you off, his voice firm but encouraging, his rhythm picking up again. The sound of his hips against your ass mixed with his low grunts and your breathy moans, filling the small room in a heady symphony of desire.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his grip tightening as he felt your walls clench around him. “You’re so close, aren’t you? So desperate to let go.”

You nodded frantically, barely holding on, every part of you begging for release. “Please,” you whispered, your voice breaking. “Not yet,” he said, his tone dropping even lower, sending another jolt through you.

The dominance in his voice made your knees weak, but you obeyed, biting down on your lip to keep from tumbling over the edge. Each second felt like an eternity as he pushed you further and further, his relentless pace and commanding presence overwhelming you.

“Now,” he growled suddenly, his voice thick with need. “Cum for me pretty girl.”

At his words, your body obeyed, the tension snapping all at once as your orgasm crashed over you, wave after wave of pleasure ripping through you. Your cries filled the air, your body trembling as Cooper held you steady, still stroking into you as you rode out your high.

“That’s it,” he whispered, his tone softening as he leaned over you, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “Good girl.”

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A few seconds passed in the quiet aftermath, the only sounds in the room your still-heavy breaths and the rustling of fabric as Cooper buttoned up his shirt. You leaned against the table, moving slowly as you tried to gather yourself, your legs still shaky and your mind buzzing.

He glanced at you, a teasing grin tugging at his lips. "You know," he said, adjusting his collar, "I always thought you’d be able to handle me better than that."

You shot him a look, one brow raised as you pushed off the table and smoothed down your skirt. “If I knew you were going to be that good, Koch,” you quipped, brushing past him, “I would’ve let you have me a long time ago.”

His grin widened, and he chuckled, stepping closer to you as you reached for your discarded blouse. “Well,” he murmured, his voice low but playful, “guess we’re just making up for lost time now, aren’t we?”

You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head as you slipped on your shirt. “Don’t get too cocky, Coo— Koch. I’m still recovering.”

“Trust me,” he said, his hazel eyes glinting with mischief, “I noticed.”

The warmth in his tone softened the moment, leaving you both standing there with a newfound ease. It wasn’t just the heat between you anymore—it was something more comfortable, something that made you feel like maybe, just maybe, this wouldn’t be the last time.

[solxamber]

Hello again im the person who asked for the seraphim reader shshs I REALLY REALLY LOVE YOUR WRITING ONG😭😭😭

Im asking again if ya dont mind if you do mine again👉👈 will you do reader as that cat from caroline that always disappeared and have the same attitude as that cat (i forgot the name💔) with Jade, Azul, Jamil. Right what scenarios you can imagine dont mind T v T..

Jade, Azul, Jamil with a 'The Cat'! Reader

hi! thanks for the request <3 (also the cat doesn't have a name iirc, isn't he just "the cat"?)

Jade Leech

Jade, with his poised and enigmatic demeanor, actually enjoys your elusive nature—but that doesn’t mean he’s not intrigued by it. Whenever you slip away from conversations, he’s one of the few who doesn’t immediately react, just giving you a knowing look. He catches on quickly that your disappearances are deliberate, and he plays along, responding with subtle jabs that mirror your own humor.

"I do wonder, where have you been lurking this time? The ceiling? The rafters?" Jade’s tone is teasing, his eyes twinkling like he’s in on a private joke only the two of you share.

You appear behind him without a sound, leaning close enough to whisper, “Maybe I never left.”

Jade doesn’t flinch—he’s used to your antics by now—but there’s a slight quirk of his eyebrow that tells you you’ve gotten under his skin just enough. “Careful, or I might follow next time.”

“If you can,” you reply, your voice full of that Cheshire-like amusement, before disappearing again—though you know he’ll catch up soon enough.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul finds your habit of appearing and disappearing at will infuriatingly fascinating. You’re always there when he least expects it, often chiming in with sarcastic remarks that leave him rattled. As the sharp, business-minded octopus he is, he tries his best to maintain control in any situation. But with you, his usual composure is constantly tested.

One day, you’re lounging lazily across his desk, legs swinging off the edge, watching him fumble through contracts. “Careful, Azul. Miss a clause, and it’s your soul next.”

Azul nearly jumps out of his chair, gripping his quill a little too tightly. “How did you get in here? This office is private!”

You simply grin, your voice smooth. “Doors are for people who can’t make their own entrances.”

He huffs, straightening his glasses. “If you’re here to disrupt my business, you’ll need to schedule an appointment like everyone else.”

“Or,” you say, your figure already fading into thin air as you lazily wave a hand, “I’ll just pop in when it’s most inconvenient.”

Azul groans, but you know deep down he’s already thinking of ways to turn your strange talent into a profitable venture.

Jamil Viper

Jamil is hard to surprise, but you’ve perfected the art of doing just that. No matter how calculated his moves are, you always manage to show up when he’s most stressed, casually inserting yourself into the situation with a smug, knowing look that drives him mad.

One evening, while Jamil is in the middle of strategizing, you suddenly appear on the counter, legs crossed, watching him as if you’ve been there the entire time. “Why so tense, Viper? Afraid someone might be... watching?”

Jamil freezes for half a second, then glares at you. “I knew you were there. You’re just trying to unsettle me.”

You grin wider, stretching like a lazy feline. “If you knew, you wouldn’t look so rattled. You humans are always so easy to predict.”

He sighs, clearly not in the mood for your games, but there’s a flicker of exasperated fondness in his eyes. “If you’re not here to help, at least don’t get in my way.”

You disappear once more, your voice echoing behind. “Maybe I’m helping more than you realize.”

Jamil shakes his head but smirks slightly, knowing you’ll pop up again at the worst possible time. He’s already preparing for it, even if he knows you’ll always keep him on his toes.

Masterlist

[thegayestdiaz]

Quick preface: i am being legit 100% genuine and just kind wanted to put my thoughts out there. This is not like me trying to call you out or be mad at you specifically or anything like that. I just like saw one of your posts and it kinda touched a nerve, in a way that felt like you definitely didnt intend for it sound or be like, and i wanted to like idk engage civilly and talk about like word choice and semantics lol. Thats also why im like sending this via ask and not a comment or reblog of the post, so like you have the choice whether you wanna engage with it publicly or privately or not at all.

So like in the post youre talking about how in the 7x10 BuckTommy scene that tommy’s sarcastic humor doesn’t land. And like and that’s literally totally fine. But its also like your opinion. Just like my opinion that it does land and that they do have chemistry yk? Its just like :/ when people (not just you like as a greater trend in the fandom discourse) state their opinion as fact when it is an opinion.

And like, to get all evidencery, i would say that Buck reacts to the sarcastic jokes by smiling and laughing and reciprocating the humor, which tells us that at the very least he likes it, or/and that the writers intended for it to be read that way. But thats still just my opinion of my interpretation of the scene.

The other big thing that made me kind :/ was when you wrote

“it’s the fact that they’re trying to claim that bummy have this close, intimate relationship without showing us any vulnerability or intimacy.”

(and again not saying youre like a bad person for writing this or anything like that, just being a nerd that likes talking about linguistics and semantics and how people communicate and wanting to do that better)

So like i know its just how ppl talk, but again its saying that its a “fact” when it is your interpretation. One that i like whole heartedly disagree with. ESPECIALLY in regard to the “daddy kink” scene. Like as a bisexual man who very much is into kink, talking about kinks with new partners is Incredibly intimidating and intimate and vulnerable and difficult. And yeah, we often talk about it using humor because especially when its connected to traumas its often easier to talk about it with a lighter air. But that doesnt take away from the seriousness or intimacy of whats being discussed. When i watched that scene if felt like really genuine and legitimately representational of what its like trying to feel out how your partner feels about kinks, and especially the fact that buck is the one to start it by asking tommy if they both have daddy issues, masking his nerves with a flirty jokey tone, it was so real and great to see.

And i get it, not everyone has the same relationship with kink or queer subtextual flirting, but that kinda the point. Scenes hit different for different people, ships hit different, and thats fine, thats how it works. I dont expect everyone to get like teary eyed over a daddy kink joke or absolutely love BuckxTommy, but i do wish people remembered more that other people have different experiences and connections to stuff like this. Like sure i ship buddie, but im 1000 time more excited by the fact that Buck is a fucking canonical bisexual character. Would buddie be cool, hell yeah! Would i love to see Eddie figure out hes like gay and deconstruct his comphet HELL YEAH. But rn bucks the one thats actually queer, and hes getting his queer storyline and im fucking excited for that! And them bringing Tommy back, whos entire character gets a whole other level of gay angst with the context that he was deeply closeted in the flashbacks we saw him in before, like i love that to!

And again i very much do not think you are like willfully or wantonly trying to do anything bad, nor am i trying to tell you how to engage in fandom or how to talk. I just wanna like share my thoughts and feelings about fandom discourse and communication. (also like very chose to send to you cause i like your posts and think youre chill lol)

(Also also not trying to be like the word police, just a hey btw: lots of queer guys in the fandom myself included are p uncomfortable with ppl using “bummy” as a shipname. Its like a lil to close to the like “bum boy” slur and just yeah feels 😬)

this sat in my inbox for so long i forgot about it i’m sorry.

i think talking about kinks in a new relationship is basically essential so that wasn’t my problem. it’s about the context. if the conversation had been in a kind of flirty, sexually charged scene it would’ve been completely fine. it’s that he chose to make the joke when buck was having an emotional moment about bobby almost dying. like if it was him being a little awkward and trying to lighten the mood and he kinda went “sorry i didn’t know what to say so i tried to make you laugh,” i would’ve found it cuter but because the scene takes itself seriously it feels like such an out of place reaction. and he starts out with “but your dad’s alive.” i don’t understand the writers’ intention there because it comes off as dismissive since he just moves past that when he had a great opportunity to have a conversation about buck’s feelings towards his parents. overall my feelings have nothing to do with the joke itself and if they had put it anywhere else it would’ve had more appeal. you say people have different experiences when talking about kink but honestly who wants to be pivoted into that conversation after they’ve just decided to be open and vulnerable with their partner about something as serious as death and parental issues? it would’ve been nice to have tommy comforting and reassuring buck, maybe expanding on the story of his own parental issues like the scene alluded to. that would’ve made it clear that yes this man takes the situation seriously and genuinely cares about buck without a doubt. and besides the two scenes i mentioned from 7x04 and 7x05 tommy spends most of his screen time killing buck’s vibe. the closet joke which was funny in the moment but would’ve outed buck if eddie wasn’t the most oblivious person on the planet, leaves buck on the sidewalk because he “wasn’t ready” (why even date a newly discovered and not out bisexual man?), doesn’t dress up and dismisses buck being upset, getting their medals and telling buck to “enjoy it while it lasts” when he was excited. besides the hospital kiss what other close and intimate moments are there?

and in regards to the ship name i got it from other queer people and i use it because shippers come into my inbox complaining i’m in the official ship tag spreading hate and it was the first ship name people came up with.

[lintwriting]

[Image ID: A screenshot of tumblr tags. It reads as follows:

“#for fucking real #my family calls me gullible but like motherfucker I don't expect you to lie to me you're supposed to be a trusted family member #so you wanna betray one of the fundamental principles of trust and make it seem like it's funny? fuck you. #people tend to not respect kid's wishes and general intelligence #and this pisses me the fuck off. #i have multiple memories of being treated like a fucking idiot just because I was a toddler and they piss me off to this day #I'm twenty five and sometimes family members still lie confidently and laugh when I say "ok" #thankfully they know I'm not a fucking idiot and they clarify immediately after "Dude I'm lying I have no idea what it really is" #and I can shrug and say "well do you expect me to read your mind?" #meh”

./End ID]

(Prev’s tags)

It makes me so mad because I read through the notes, and it’s so clear that many of us have been hurt by this form of humor because it specifically relies on things autistic people typically struggle with—

Reading social cues like body language or tone

Not taking everything literally

Understanding when something is sarcasm

—and then acts like we’re the stupid “party poopers” for not getting it.

Here are just SOME of them:

[Image ID: A screenshot of Tumblr tags. It reads as follows:

“#for fucking real #this is why if i do this style of humor i always do it so exaggerated it's obvious it's a lie (and if i'm worried i'll still follow it with #'this is a joke') #also also #there's just an assumption of familiarity #that you will be able to read the sarcasm or whatever #ESPECIALLY with family”

./End ID]

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“#i understand a lot of the sarcastic sort of stuff because its contextualized a lot of the time #to be fair i can understand tone better than some people i know but its like :oh got sushi without me? wow i hate you: and they laugh #friend doesnt actually hate me: theyre just envious of my sushi. she laughs afterwards and we're okay”

./ End ID]

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“#and then they lie about something they dont need even need to lie about and then laugh at you for being "gullible" #"yeah im planning on getting (x) job soon" oh that sounds nice "YOU IDIOT. YOU FUCKING MORON LMAO. YOURE SO GULLIBLE" #killing you with hammers. killing you. fucking killing you.”

./End ID]

[Image ID: A screenshot of Tumblr comments. It reads as follows:

“i mean not to sound like a party pooper but maybe there is a place and time (so, context) for such things. if we were holding a regular conversation prior to that and not goofing off then of course i'm going to take your words seriously. jeez. that's half of where my family comments on me being "naïve" come from, and for what”

./End ID]

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ive complained abt this to my friends a couple times in the past too! i dont get it. saying something bizarre (either by common standards or by their standards) with a straight face that i regard as factual information then cackling @ me for what, believing them? what a fool i am. to trust that the info you just shared is legit

./End ID]

why is so much of allistic humor just Lying -_-

[moonrisecoeur]

im sorry i didnt mean the tone to sound rude i was just kinda freakin out honestly? i didnt mean it to sound like i was referring to ur fic, only the anon tags just bc idk. u can write what u want! but the wording was really. just. idk upsetting, kinda insensitive ig? just ppl saying its just "kinda abusive" is just hh. i cant explain it well im sorry. i didnt intend to come off as not civil. :( i dont really know what you touched om in the fic bc it was an uncomfy start so i couldnt finish it. but just idk. sorry again

sorry again but i just i am so bad explaining my thoughts. it was just the whole doing it purposely to make him upset context of the anon and calling "kinda abusive" which is just. idk. its bad feeling. its common that ppl just. dont rlly see it as "actually abusive". its upsetting is all.

hey sweetheart. let’s just take a second to breathe. i’m not mad, no one is upset at you, you have no need to apologize or feel bad. your ask was coming from a good place of refusing to let someone delegitimize abuse. if the reader would have actually been intentionally hurting him just to watch him suffer, that would be abuse. you weren’t wrong. it was just a miscommunication is all, and it’s partially my fault because i wasn’t very clear with my comments. if i end up writing the part two, that will be abuse.

for future reference, i created a dc tag specifically for abuse so if that’s something you need to block so you don’t see anything, even little comments like that, i fully support it. it’s okay if you couldn’t read it. in fact, im happy you didn’t read it, because it wouldn’t have been good for you. you’re also welcome to unfollow me (that’s not sarcastic or sassy i genuinely mean that) if my content is going in a direction you’re not comfortable with.

so, with all of that out of the way, i hope you take care of yourself. have a good night/day.

[werewolfoffeverswamp]

my friend gray and i performed community theater in our friend groupchat with a the Visit roleplay and nobody fucking even cared. i put my heart and soul into that role we’re unappreciated in our time

[choclateteez]

4*Town but as stan YT video titles

With a bit of content for some titles😛

Robaire being a scary leader for 16 minutes straight

Involving a talk show host asking insensitive/stupid/uncomfortable questions and Robaire responding with sarcastic and backhanded comments

"Soooo, I dont mean to pryyy, but i am DYING to know when and especially WHO you guys want to hook up with, and when👀" "What is your definition of prying? No, im curious! Genuinely!" Robaire responds still wearing his signature smile. 

Of course, theres the award shows and making sure the group behaves during speeches

He has a LOOK look that gets any of the members back into shape

"Guys, now's not the time."

All he has to do is grip one of the gangs shoulders and they know they need to tone it down

His frustrated face. There's a frown thats not heavy, but its there, and hes razer focused on whats making him mad. Heavy eye contact with the offender. Lots of foot bouncing, lots of deep breaths

Communication king. Confrontation does not scare him at all

"You and I both know that's not an appropriate question."

Tae Young wreaking havoc on 4*town

He uses his cuteness as a weapon alllll the time. Underestimated for sure, hes a menace

"You took my ice cream- Why shouldn't I be mad?" "Im sorry I was just- I just wanted something sweet.. " "...just ask next time…" *cycle continues*

*4town at a talk panel* "You know, Aaron T almost burnt down the studio-" "IT WAS ONE TIME!!" 

"There was this one song from the 70s that really resonated with me." Tae Young gasps, "OH! Maybe Jesse has seen it live!!" "I dont like these jokes! >:("

*Tae imitating Z's stoicness* "keep doing that and I'll end you." "Do that and 4*town is over. This face gets the money in the bank." The crowd seems to strongly agree

Compilation of Tae Young constantly leaning against/ hugging another member

*Jesse on live* "and I was thinking-" *BANG!!* Jesse jumps, holding his chest as Tae Young enters his room. "Ah! I almost gave the old man a heart attack😮sorry guys!" He is then manhandled and attacked by pillows thanks to Jesse

Him and Aaron T constantly talking and giggling during award speeches

Feeding food but the pieces are a bit too big

"Why wont you eat it >:( I'm feeding it to you, 'Baire!" "Im TRYING😭" "try HARDER!"

Aaron Z being a tsundere for 10 minutes and 32 seconds

Complaining about receiving affection but doesn't fight it

"Your hugs are too tight" *hugs back*

Always making sure his members have had enough water but in a special way

*shoves water bottle in face* 

Shows them learning the choreo, and him and Jesse staying after so he can help him get it right as Jesse tends to struggle the most

Rare but heartfelt compliments dropped out of nowhere

*at talking panel* "Z is actually the one who reassured me about me deserving the leader role" The crowd screams and Z is practically yanking his hoodie strings. "I'm here because of you, Z. Thank you c:" Z hides behind a stuffed teddy bear given to him as the crowd gushes

Compilation of him being unbothered and blissfully unaware

Resting bitch face

Aaron T whispering a joke and him covering his mouth and looking away

Tae Young shaking his shoulders back and forth complaining about something and him acknowledging it

T, on live,with Z on speaker: "T, I gotta go." "Okay, byeeee, i love you!!" "Kay." "Say i-" "no." "Zeeeeeee…:(" "*sigh* likewise" *hangs up* 

"Jesse." "Yeah?" "Can you…make that dish you made last time? I liked it." "DIDYOUREALLY??💖💖 YES RIGHT AWAY"

Robaire and Z chilling together bc Z just needed some quiet, but with company

Jesse being a dad

Lots of old jokes. Lots of em.

That one time between Jin and Suga except its Jesse and Aaron T

*Jesse talking while making food* "So I wanted to make food for hi-" "hey look at this wrap-" "Im speaking right now." "Okay." "Is that right or not?" "Right." "You did something wrong, do you agree?" T shoves food in his mouth to avoid interrogation and Jesse laughs

Him on live reading the comments: " ' I'm up at 2:30am to watch this', No!! Go to sleep! I kmow im amazing and spectacularly handsome, but sleep comes first👁"

"Did you guys have breakfast?" "No" "!?? We leave in like 15 minutes you guys, JEEZ, you can't run on caffeine and youth only-" "I can-" "Robaire, hush." "Yes sir😒" "Im making something before we leave🙄"

"Jjessseee" "Hi Tae" "im boredddd." "I could use some help cleaning." "I wish I said nothing." "Its the laziness for me" "dont say that pls🤢" *Tae Young leaves but comes back with a broom and cleaning supplies*

"Robaire, what part of don't buy my kids anything do you not understand." "I COULDNT HELP IT, OKAY"

Him and Tae Young bickering like a father with his delinquent teenager, but Tae Young always doing what he is asked of

Compilation of "I'm too old for this"

Compilation of "I'm not THAT old!"

Members going to him whenever there's a conflict or when they're feeling down

Z is more of a listener, but when hes with Jesse, he feels comfortable to be the talker/venter every once in a while

So we get compilation of when Jesse and Z are alone and they have good conversation dynamics goin on

Jesse giving the perfect mix of tough love + comfort = happy 4*town

Aaron T being Aaron T

PRANKS

Compilation of him doing sick flips n tricks (like teach me dude, wtf)

"Why am i the only one here popping my pu-" "T, youre LIVE😟"

Him, randomly "hey guys, welcome back to another yt video, so today i'm gonna show you my skincare routine"

Zoom ins to his obvious judging face, like he doesn't mean it sometimes, but especially when he sees a fit he doesn't like, or watching another person he doesn't like preform, his face just contorts into disgust

Is often seen gossiping about performer and the gang laughing at whatever trash he talks about them

T whispering to Robaire, and Robaire actually chokes on air, trying(and failing) to stay professional

"Have you had nachos yet today?" Z looks at him confused. "No?" "Then i guess its just nacho day (not yo/your day)😉" *Jessie wheezing in the background* Z facepalms "why did i join this band"

"Please don't make me do another flip in the choreo" *choreographer and Robaire avoiding eye contact* "wwwwoooowww😒"

A snorer. Like an "AAAUGHH❗" snorer. Tae Young visually debating pillow suffocation so that he can sleep

The T line doing T line things like risking paralyzation for the Vine

Showing off his fire shoe collection on live

Brutal honesty, but with good intentions

Walking in to Z's lives allll the time

Often around Z because he likes the challenge of getting stronger reactions from him

Compilation of him and Z's talker and listener dynamic

Compilation of him easily breaking the tension when 4*town is cleary struggling

Is sometimes the voice of reason. The brutal honesty comes in handy, and he puts truth first before emotion

Bonus!!!

Aaron T could lwk beat my ass

(Martial arts master who??)

4*town is whipped for Robaire

(Him speaking French and flustering band mates, "dont look at/talk to me like that😳", gazing at him as he talks to someone else)

Tae Youngs duality

(Him being cute vs him being hot)

Aaron Z being confident on stage for 6 minutes straight

(Includes- ab peaks, thrusts, making love to the camera)

Jesse murdering 4*townies with his looks

(His vvoiiceee, running hands through his hair, prolonged eye contact, KNOWING he's fine and using it as a weapon)

Tae Young serving vocals

Aaron Z being shy

Comedians getting replaced by Aaron T

Robaire being done with 4*town

T line bringing chaos 

Aaron Z's superior athleticism

Jesse using oldest privileges

Got my 18 y/o self giggling and swinging my legs in my bed at 12am smh

[lamphaunter]

i think its good for written speak however ive heard too many people use tone indicators in oral form sarcastically that id find it more helpful to explain your tone in a different way.

please just say "i do not mean this in a mean way" or "I really truly mean this" or "i mean this as a joke" if you are speaking out loud to me. audibly saying "slash neg" or "slash gen" is smth i find annoying and idk maybe even a little insulting? not in that its demeaning, but it feels like its not important enough for you to specify exactly what tone you wished to have, so you just say it as an afterthought. The tag isnt supposed to be audibly pronounced when in read text either its to inform with what tone you read the post so saying it aloud just feels weird idk.

i also think some people (allistics mainly) use it as a way to lie to someone without sounding suspicious because they think they can toss out a "im sorry /gen" without fully articulating why they are sorry and explain why what they did was wrong. a full breakdown of your ideas/beliefs is always the superior way to get your tone across and prove you mean something.

i may be wrong about that last part. sometimes it does just feel like if someone knows im autistic and that ive used tone indicators that ill believe any tonetag someone adds and can be manipulated as such.

lastly, i worry about how some ppl dont fucking use tone tags properly!!!!!!! like please dont use them as an element of sarcasm go be funny literally any other damn way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ur not funny ur just degrading the useability of tone tags!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

overall tho i believe tone tags should exist and not just for autistic ppl/circles but for the internet at large.

its hard as fuck to get tone across with just text on a screen when ur used to being able to indicate the tone of your common phrases through speech. and yes its doable to type out "i am not actually mad" everytime to be clear but thats not quite as intuitive is it? Because if you said the same thing irl the fact that you arent mad could be made evident simply in your voice, and so the flow of your sentences online gets gunked up by this and you end up not typing the way you audibly talk.

i also think tone tags are a godsend for twitter bc of the stupid word limit on posts and how people love to miscontrue shit on that fucking website.

PLEASE reblog for a bigger sample size! I know everyone says this, but my blog gets very little interaction, so any reblog helps!

[heedmywarnings]

A half is mine, the other is yours but both halves are my gift to you.

An explosion recently went off, alerting the Divine Commander. "Oh dear, Espresso is in there!" Madeleine exclaimed, rushing to save his dear 'friend'

Meanwhile, Espresso was im his basement, attempting to make a strengthening potion, but all that just strengthened the explosion instead, "Not like I've been through with this 4-6 times already" Espresso muttered, he yelped when his door was forcefully opened, "ESPRESSO! ARE YOU AL-" "Geez, for a Knight I'd expect you know how to knock" Espresso cut Madeleine off, with an annoyed insult.

Espresso's cheeks were covered in black soot from the explosion, but he looked beautiful to Madeleine. "Espresso, what on Earthbread do you think you were doing!?" Madeleine asked, worried but not mad.

"My job? I'm a mage" Espresso reminded, with a sarcastic tone, "Here! Let me help you" Madeleine approached the coffee mage, handkerchief in hand, he gently wipes off the black powder, "Uhm.. I could have gotten that off myself but thanks" Espresso said, uncertain if what facial expression he should make.

"Oh! Aren't those pearl berries?" Madeleine pointed at the small, round fruits on a table nearby, "Yes.. why do you ask?" Espresso crossed his arms, "There's rumors that combining them with Snapping dragon fruit can cause a reaction that whoever consumes both fruits will gain absurd strength!" Madeleine informs with great enthusiasm that piques Espresso's interest.

"I see... May I ask where you can find this Snapping dragon fruit?" Espresso asked, "I actually have many in my possession! Hold on a minute, dear friend, I shall retrieve it!" Says Madeleine before dashing out if Esspresso's house.

Espresso was glad Madeleine didn't see him smile or hear him and chuckle and whisper how cute he looked with that childlike enthusiasm.

[austinsgirl]

Rather Die | Chapter 6

word count: 2023

rating: pg13 for language

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Today is the first day of production for "The Last Time", the movie Victoria and Austin will be

As soon as she stepped into the building where some of the sets are, she spotted Austin & Eliana all over each other. Victoria rolled her eyes.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" she says quietly to Mila, who's at the craft service table.

"I know. I've only been here ten minutes and they can't keep their hands off each other." Mila responds. "I heard what happened at the party. I'm sorry. It's really shitty Eliana would do that to you."

"Thanks. I'm mad at him too, but I think her more so. Like, just the fact that she was actively going after him while having a boyfriend & knowing her best friend since elementary school was crushing hard on him, just makes so mad. She really just didn't seem to care about our friendship at all, coming to think of it."

"How so? If you don't mind me asking. Like there's more than just breaking the girl code?"

"Oh, yeah. The entire time I've known her, she's always put boyfriends first. All though most of our friendship was long distance, she'd constantly blow off our video chats to be with her boyfriend, she'd make her boyfriend tag along when we'd visit each other so I was always third wheel. I don't know how many times she forgot my birthday and I'd just shrug it off. Living together, she was always so inconsiderate. Having guys over super late, fucking til the sun came up, giving absolutely no care that her "best friend" is trying to sleep in the next room. She's just so selfish. And I really let myself put up with it. Also a huge spoiled brat. Gets everything she wants."

"Oh, shit. I'm so sorry. Do you still live with her?"

"Yeah, unfortunately. I've been staying at my friends house, who's actually her ex that she cheated on."

"Well, Im looking for a roommate if you want to live with me. I promise I won't be having sex at all hours of the night. If I ever do, I promise I'll keep it quiet."

Both girls giggled, "Honestly, that would be great. Anything to not live with Eliana & I'm sure Ashton wants his guest room back."

"Oh, of course! I need a roommate, you need a new place. It's perfect. We can go to work everyday together too."

"That is perfect."

Sarah, the producer that Victoria had met during her audition, comes in & gets everyone's attention.

"Welcome to the first day of production, everyone! Today we'll start getting everyone's measurements & fittings for your costumes & do a table read."

As Sarah goes on to talk about the process of the day, Eliana makes eye contact with Victoria, giving her a bitchy smirk, with the vibe of "Haha I'm dating Austin & you're not."

"And of course, congratulations to our stars, Austin Butler & newcomer, Victoria Williams!" Sarah says.

Hearing her name, Victoria broke eye contact with Eliana. She thanked everyone for clapping & cheering her on.

"With that, Victoria & Mila, you can head off to the costume department for your fittings. Everyone else can head to their trailers so we know where to find you when we're ready for you."

Vic & Mila start making their way to the costume department.

"Did you see that bitchy smirk Eliana gave me?" Victoria whispers into Mila's ear.

"Yeah. What the fuck was that?"

"To me it was a "Haha Im dating Austin & you're not" smirk."

"Ugh. Probably."

As they continue to walk, someone bumps into Victoria.

"Oops, my bad." Eliana says in a sarcastic tone.

Victoria straight out asks, "What the hell are you doing here, Eliana?"

"Oh, you know. Just here to show my love & support for my new boyfriend."

"Oh really? You never did that for Ashton."

"What do you mean? I always showed my love & support for him."

"I wouldn't call flirting with men at bars all time showing your love & support. You never went to any of his shows if they weren't in California."

"You know I couldn't leave Cali & go on tour with him. I have a modeling career here that I can't just up & leave."

"Oh like you did with our friendship? And you're just going to deny that you were flirting with other guys while with Ash? You know that's cheating, right?"

"No, I didn't just up & leave our friendship."

"No? Well, it sure feels like it. But are you sure you're here to show your support for Austin or are you just here to make me mad & jealous?"

"No, I'm legit here for Austin, not to make your bitch ass mad."

"Hey! Vic! We should get to the costume department. I'm sure they're looking for us." Mila says, grabbing Victoria's arm, leading her away from Eliana.

"Thanks. I was about to fight a bitch." Vic says.

"Exactly why I pulled you away."

"Oh, hey, Victoria. Hey Mila." Austin says, walking by, being civil.

"Hey." Vic says back very bluntly as they pass him. "Oh, the way I wanted to say something like "Tell your slut of a girlfriend to check herself"" she says to Mila once they've fully walked past Austin.

"Good job holding back."

"Thanks."

After their fittings, they went to grab a bite to eat before going to the table read. Of course Victoria was seated right next to Austin.

"Victoria." Austin greets her as she sits down.

"Austin."

"Heard you and Eliana got into it earlier."

"A little bit."

"Can you try to be like, civil, with her too? She's my girlfriend now, and she'll be around."

"Austin, she started-

Anna, the director, interrupts what you were about to say. "Before we start reading, let's go around & introduce ourselves. State your name, past work, anything about yourself. Let's start with our leading lady, Victoria!"

"Oh, okay, alright. Um, hi. I'm Victoria Williams, I'm 25 years old from New Zealand. I moved here when I was 23 to further my career in acting. I'm pretty well known back home, and I wanted to really make it big, so I came here. I guests starred on a few shows on Freeform & The CW. I'm excited to finally have my own lead role in a movie. I'm forever grateful for to Anna & the producers for this opportunity." Victoria says.

Anna hugs her from the side as she sits next to Vic. "I'm so glad to have you with us, Victoria. Austin, why don't you go next, then we'll keep going around that way."

"Hey, I'm Austin Butler. You might've recently seen me in Baz Luhrman's production of Elvis, as The King himself. Im from Anaheim, been acting since I was about 12. Uh, yeah. Not really sure what else to say. Im just excited to be here." Austin says.

Everyone continues to go around, introducing themselves. Austin sneakily pulls his phone out to text Victoria.

"What we're you saying about Eliana?" he texts her.

Victoria felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She pulls her phone out & looks over to Austin giving him a seriously? look. "She's the one who started our little fight." she responded.

"Oh really? How so?"

"She purposely bumped into me & went "Oops, my bad" all sarcastically. I wouldn't have said a damn word to her if she didn't bump into me like that."

"Eliana told me that you just flat out asked her why she's here without her even saying or doing anything, and saying she wasn't actually here to support me, just to make you jealous."

"Okay, yes, I did flat out ask her that, but like I said, I wouldn't have said anything to her if she hadn't made any kind of interaction with me. And yeah, I was saying that because she's not. She was never there for Ashton unless it was convenient for her. She's selfish & only cares about herself. This is purely for her enjoyment. And I won't put it past me if she cheats on you like she cheated on Ash who know how many times, even if it was just flirting."

"Whatever you say, Vic. Eliana seems to really like me & has been supportive."

"Supportive of your dick because that's all she wants."

"I doubt that."

"You'll find out eventually, trust me. Oh, and she called me a bitch. I didn't use any kind of name calling, just an FYI."

"I mean, she's not wrong though."

"You're lucky we're in front of people right now."

"Or what?"

They both get pulled out of their thoughts when Anna starts the reading of the script.

A couple hours flew by & it was a wrap for the day.

"Hey Vic, wanna go grab dinner?" Mila asks.

"Yeah, that'd be great!"

"Want to meet at Toki's Sushi?"

"Yes, I love that place."

"Sweet. Was Austin texting you during the intros?"

"Yeah." Victoria rolled her eyes.

"About what?"

"Before Anna started doing her little spiel, he mentioned the little fight Eliana & I had earlier, and was asking if I could get and be cilvil with her too. We got interrupted when I was about to tell him what happened. So, he texted me about it."

"What'd he say?"

"Well, I told him she started it. He said she said that I just asked her why she's here with no prompt, and I told him I wouldn't have said a word to her if she didn't say anything to me. I could care less about her. I also told him that she's not here to support him because he mentioned that I said that as well. Like yeah, she's fucking not. She just wants to fuck with me, she's only with you for your dick, & she's probably going to cheat on you too. He's just in denial & too caught in her trap."

"He'll find out her ways soon enough."

"Oh, definitely. It's only a matter of days until she's off with an excuse as to why she can't spend time with him so she can go flirt & have more hookups."

"You think she'll make up excuses to be out of state now that she has a boyfriend who lives in California?"

"Probably. Which honestly is fine with me if she does. The less I have to see of her the better."

Victoria & Mila walk out to their cars, and meet each other at the restaurant.

"There's no fucking way." Victoria says to Mila.

"What?"

"Austin & Eliana are here. I'm wondering if he overheard us talking and decided to come here. God, even now they're all over each other."

"For real. Get a damn room. Wanna go somewhere else?"

"Nah, it's fine. I'll just ignore them."

They walk past the horny couple on their way to their table, pretending that they don't even exist.

"I'll be so mad if I can't escape them." Vic says.

"At least if you're at home, youll be able too."

"I just don't want them following me around just to piss me off, ya know?"

"I get that."

Eliana walks by their table going to the bathroom, giving that bitchy smirk again.

"Can I please fight her?" Vic asks Mila.

"No, no, no. I know you may want too, but like you said, we're just gonna ignore them."

"You're right."

Eliana stops at the table on her way back, "What? Not gonna say hello?"

"Why would I?" Victoria asks.

"Well, Austin is your co-star after all."

"Yeah? So? Doesn't mean I have to acknowledge him or you every time I see you."

"Well, maybe you should incase there's paparazzi. "Austin Butler's new co-star completely ignores him while passing him in public. Is there drama on set?" I can see the headlines now."

"Whatever, dude. There's none right now. No one even really knows who I am. The movie hasn't even been announced to the public yet. I think Im okay this one time."

"Suit yourself." and with that, Eliana walks off.

"I truly don't know how Im going to get through this movie."

"I'll do my best to keep you sane." Mila says.

"Oh, what would I do without you?"

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Chapter 7

[zukuist]

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐫/𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲

1.1K followers special

fandom/s: 僕のヘロアカデミア // boku no hero academia (bnha)

includes: i. midoriya, s. todoroki, k. bakugō, h. shinsō, d. kaminari

your name is shortened to y/n, gender neutral reader

notes: can’t believe i gained alot in like.. a week, so this is my thank you to all of you! also i know i’ve been gone for,, a week, but that’s because of school they suck

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midoriya izuku

i’d say he’s pretty good at replying and taking incoming calls.

sometimes he’d get anxious just thinking about talking to you in person (yeah, even when you guys are officially together.) so he’d just hit you up via text messages. it’s usually accompanied with an emoji, greeting you a hello, and what are you doing? text message. once he gets more comfortable, he’ll start sending pictures of things that remind him of you

example of his text style: “Hey :) What are you doing, y/n?” yeah, and he has auto caps on. he never thought about turning that off

he’s just glad that you can’t tell that his palms are sweaty as he typed that out.

regarding face times, and calls, he takes them pretty quickly. pretty much after the first ring. he tries not to, but he panics when he sees your caller id, and the idea of accidentally hanging up on you haunts him.

btw, your nickname is set to “aaaa this is y/n ❤️” and he puts the A’s on front, so that you’d be on the top of his contact lists.

bakugō katsuki

uh.. he’s kind of bad at it, but it’s intentional.

first and foremost, katsuki prefers talking in person. he might get called a grandpa for that, but he couldn’t care less tbh. he rarely picks up on calls, and the only time he bothers on picking up, is if you call him, or if it’s his mother. he’s very straightforward too! no beating around the bush here

example of his text style: “No.” “I’m coming over.” “Answer your damn phone.” rarely uses emojis, unless if he’s sarcastic

oh, and did i forget to mention that he makes sure to use the period at the end of every sentence? it’s super intimidating, like.. you’d assume he’s mad, but he’s only does that as an indicator that the convo is over

usually not nervous when you guys are exchanging messages, but he does get surprised when he sees you calling him. he answers quick, so if he doesn’t want to talk to you, he’ll just decline your call 💀

your nickname is set to “dumbass 😐” but you changed it to “dumbass <3” he doesn’t bother on changing it back

todoroki shotō

he’s actually decent (surprise? hm.. maybe?)

even though shotō prefers in person, and face to face conversations (especially with a special person like you) he’s great at replying, and picking up your calls. with everyone else, he’s used to sticking with text messages, and staying silent, until his name is mentioned, or if anyone asked for his input. in regards with you? he’d drop everything just to answer you!

example of his text style: “y/n, could i come over?” “may i come over for some cuddles?” auto caps are off, he uses caps when he needs to.

his sarcasm also grows during text, like.. if you’re sick, and if you ask him if he’ll come over, shotō will reply with “no, i’m going to train. of course i’m coming over” also uses emoticons like :) and <3 a lot

surprisingly eager to answer your text messages and calls. as soon as he sees that you’re calling, or if you sent him a message, he’ll immediately answer.

of course, your nickname is sent to “my love <3” and it has been that way ever since he started liking you. and no, he won’t change it, even if you beg him to

shinsō hitoshi

dry ass texter :/ and it’s not even funny on how bad he is (on the regular)

hitoshi just.. never had the reason to text you? well again, it’s not like he hated the idea, but he just preferred being with you more (quite similar to todoroki) he usually has all of the group chats he’s in on mute, and he never answers within minutes. the shortest time he took to reply was 5 minutes, but that’s about it. otherwise, your reply comes in roughly 3 hours! okay but.. he won’t ghost you. that’s different. he’s just shit at picking up and replying

example of his text style: “ok” “yea” “im going to your room, don’t ask” he’ll send a crude meme to make up for his dry text messages, and his auto caps are always off. also uses emojis like <3 and >:(

never picks up on calls, if you don’t tell him before hand. he has his own thing going on, so unless you tell him first, he won’t really bother on picking up.

but he’s nocturnal, so most of the time, he finds himself talking to you more around 11pm and beyond. eventually, the dry text messages disappear, and then comes in the subtly flirty hitoshi. so yeah, he might be absolute ass at calls and texts, but he’ll talk when you’re asleep probably

your nickname is set to “kitty” or “the other half of me” because yeah <3

kaminari denki

the best at texting, out of all of them.

sends you messages on a regular, to the point that he could be in the same room as you, and he’d send you a funny tiktok, even when he could just show you personally. the only time he doesn’t pick up, or answer your calls immediately is if he’s playing games with his besties, but of course, he makes sure to tell you that first.

example of his text style : “hey shawty 😩✋‼️‼️‼️ can i pls come over 🤩” “ugh why do you have to be studying rn, can’t you do something else in my presence 😔 #wounded” uses a tone of emojis, and hashtags when he wants to mess with you

with calls, it takes him a few rings for him to pick up, and when he accidentally misses your call, he’ll ring you up right away. ‘shawty please pick up 🥺‼️‼️‼️ i was taking the fattest dookie’ yeah, he tells too much detail sometimes.

his nickname for you is “shawty bae y/n” or “the best person to hug, kiss, and annoy” he gets creative, and he changes it depending on his mood.

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© zukuist 2021, bnha|mha belongs to horikoshi kohei. do not steal❕

[spookykittyboo]

hi bestie im here to request for peepaw myers..

headcanons for his s/o having really fucked up dark humor? my family gets so mad at me for it but i feel like he would appreciate my humor 💀😭

PEEPAW IS BACK BITCHES!

Peepaw is...ugh weird. I mean really! You two have your own differences, and fair share of conflict. But in a way, you're a perfect fit for him and vice versa!

Pls excuse my grandaddy, hes very old and a bit pissy 🥺🥺 and also easy to bust his poopoo

• You are known to have a twisted taste of humour, to say the least, everyone is sick of it. They think you have something going on in your head, and ugh...they're trying to heal you(?)

•But in your defense, you find them funny and nothing but a joke. Sure you made fun of death, or god.... ughh... or your own suffering. But c'mon! It's a joke, take a chill pill man!

•This makes you seem like a very weird and cynical person. But that's just how normal people think. To Michael, it's an entertainment.

•He find it amusing and different. Ofcourse he heard about those "same old same old" joke. Just punch line and some weird skit.

•But with your sarcastic tone and dark humour, it actually put a smile on his face.

•You once made a joke involving of killing a person. He got so intrested in you, that feeling turns into a hard on

•He thinks it's cute you can make a comical punch out of a dark situation

•ISTG he laughed! ONCE!

•That's because you made a joke about one of his victim where that guy's head was carved into a jack o lantern.

• "This guy sure is so cute, such a pumpkin. Woops, i am carvin him like a pumpkin."

•But again, that was just behind his masked, so you can't really catch it.

•Both of you are always having a very sarcastic conversation.

•But you can't get too far, the man hold his pride so high, he also old af and sensitive.

•He wont scold you with his words

• But he'll whip ya with his dicc

(Sorry for my awful joke. Iam very awkward)