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A Fork in the Road (When Paths Cross, Pt II-Javi Peña x Reader)

Pairing: Javier Peña x Afab!Reader (No use of y/n!)

Length: ~3k words

Series Summary: Chucho's been like a father figure to you since he helped you out of a sticky situation on your second day in Laredo. What happens when you finally meet his son, the former-DEA agent, who just happens to ignite you in a way that you haven't felt before?

Chapter Summary: The next morning. Chucho, water, and a promise.

Chapter Warnings: explicit 18+ graphic descriptions of sexual acts, fingering, hand jobs, mutual masturbation, Chucho being a Little Shit, Javi being a needy demon, spanish nicknames, idk what else its honestly pretty chill

a/n: Huge shoutout to my spouse who assisted me GREATLY with the Chucho/Javi/Reader breakfast dialogue. There was so much I wanted to convey there and it required a lot of finesse. He was instrumental in getting it there.

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You wake up in nearly the same position you fell asleep in, minus one large man behind you that you’re not entirely sure whether you imagined or not. As you blink your bleary eyes open, you recognize finally that you’re not in your apartment, and certainly not in your own bedroom. 

Oh, right. So… it wasn’t a dream, afterall.

You stretch your limbs out wide for a long moment, sitting up onto your forearms just as the door is opening. You pray that it’s not Chucho, and thank fuck, it isn’t. It’s Javi, holding two mugs of coffee. He smiles at you and hands you one that seems to already have cream in it.

“Seemed like the cream-and-sugar kind of gal. If I’m wrong, I’ll take that one and fix this one up for you however you like.” You smile widely back at him and bring the cup to your lips, the smell alone waking you up a bit.

“No, this is perfect, Javi. Thank you.” He nods, perches on the edge of the bed, and watches you as you sip the coffee in your hands. “Is Chucho up yet?”

“No, too early still. Why? Worried about him seeing you?” You shrug in response, not wanting to admit it, but you know he’s right. 

“Alright. You’ve got two options. You can run out of here quickly before he sees you, or you can stay and suffer through it so I can make you a proper breakfast.”

You smile softly and look up at him from where your face is buried in the mug. “And what’s your take on a proper breakfast, exactly?”

“Pancakes and scrambled eggs. It’s about all I can make, so that’s your highest offer.” 

You laugh in response and sip your coffee once more. “Yeah. That sounds perfect, actually. I’ll stay.” You’re a pair of consenting adults, anyway. What does it really matter if Chucho finds out? You’re not a teenager, and he’s not your dad. 

Except, he really has been like a father to you since you got here. You’re certain Javi wouldn’t lie about whether or not Chucho would be mad about it, though, so you do your best to let it roll over you and move along. 

Javi nods back at you with a little lopsided grin on his face and stands up, brushing off his jeans briefly.  Then he’s taking a few steps to close the distance between you and leaning down to press a quick kiss to your forehead.

“I’ll get started then. Join me whenever you want. And feel free to grab a shirt, or sweatpants, or whatever you want from my dresser if it's more comfortable. Open invitation.” You watch him as he leaves, bringing the coffee to your lips again as you sigh. 

This is not how you expected your weekend to start out. 

Half of a coffee mug and one quick clothing change later, you find yourself plodding into the kitchen from down the hall, one of Javi’s t-shirts pulled over your head and your coffee, half-drunk, safely held in two hands. Javi is, as he said he would be, diligently working on making a mess of the kitchen. You can’t help but smile at the easiness of it, setting your mug down on the table.

“Can I help?”

He shakes his head ‘no,’ but doesn’t turn to you as he continues. “Never. I’m making breakfast for you, not with you.” He turns then and smirks at seeing you in one of his shirts - it sets off a pang of possessiveness in his chest that comes out of nowhere. “Done soon, promise.”

You sit and watch him for a few more minutes, the domesticity granting you a peacefulness that you haven’t often felt since moving here. You watch him move back and forth from the fridge to the stove, eventually making up two plates of food and bringing them over to set one in front of each of you.

“Thank you for this, Javi, it’s very sweet of you.”

“It’s nothing, really. Just tryin’ to treat you right. Plus, Chucho would kill me if he found out I sent you out of here without some food in your belly.” You chuckle at that, as you can imagine it easily. Chucho does always seem to have a touch of a temper, and a keen ability to push Javi’s buttons with expert technique, as he demonstrated last night. He’s also strangely protective of you, for a reason you can’t quite place.

“Thank you, anyway. I appreciate it. And the coffee. And the shirt, actually.” You offer him a genuine smile and then turn to your plate, digging into the array he’s laid out for you. It’s shockingly well-made, which only surprises you because you can’t really picture him as much of a home chef.

You’re both working your way through your plates when you hear the floorboards creaking down the hallway and your head snaps in the direction of Chucho’s room. Your head turns just in time for him to emerge from his room, one brow quirked up at you as he makes immediate eye contact.

Ah. So that eyebrow is genetic, in fact. 

You shoot him an uneasy smile as you feel a heat rise to your cheeks, a bit embarrassed at being caught. You can’t help it - it feels like being caught by your own father.

“Mornin’, Pops.”

“Javier,” he responds, deadpan, looking Javi directly in the eye. The heat in your cheeks deepens as Chucho walks over to the stove, starting to fix himself a plate, as well. You and Javi sit in a stunned silence, bodies rigid with the palpable tension between you all. Chucho sighs, still facing the oven, and adds, “so… we’re having breakfast as well as dinner, now?” 

You can’t see it, but he has a smirk that rivals Javi’s on his face as he speaks. You snort, placing your coffee mug down before addressing him directly. 

“How could I resist a home-cooked meal from Javi himself?”

He turns with his plate now full, and heads toward the two of you. You can see the smile on his face as he walks up behind Javier. “I hope his cooking doesn’t scare you off of our standing dinner dates.”

Javi looks over at you with a wicked smirk and replies, “Oh no, I am certainly countin’ on those to continue,” and then, as soon as the words are out of his mouth, Chucho is smacking him in the head, cursing him under his breath. Javi rubs at the back of his head instinctually with a nervous chuckle and Chucho takes a seat at the head of the table, eyes darting back and forth between you two for a moment. 

“Listen, I’m not one to get in the way of things. Treat each other right and I’ve got no opposition. We’re all adults here.” 

You heave out a sigh of relief, grateful for the confirmation that he isn’t actually upset with you. You were feeling like a teenager getting caught red-handed with a pack of condoms by your parents.

“You got it, Pops,” Javi responds, and you turn to offer him a gentle look before shifting your attention back to your plate. Something warm blooms in your chest as you consider the exchange.

The three of you finish eating in a comfortable silence before Chucho excuses himself to go off and start the day’s work on the ranch. Javi takes your plate to the sink and when he comes back, he holds his hand out for yours, helping you out of your chair. You walk back to his room together and you start to gather up your things quickly, feeling once again like you’ve overstayed your welcome somehow. Plus, you need to get home and take a shower, brush your teeth, all the things you usually would have done by this point in the morning

“Muñeca, what’s the rush for?” Your head pops up to look at Javi, propped up against the edge of his desk with one foot crossed over the other. You take a deep breath before you respond.

“Just feel like I need to get out of your hair. Also, I need to change, and shower, and brush my teeth, and all the other stuff I do in the morning.” Shrugging, you go back to gathering your things, but you hear him shift and then in just a few steps bring his body within such close of a distance you think you can feel his body heat through the air between you. He tucks a finger under your chin and lifts, forcing you to stand upright as he tugs your head into alignment so that he can look into your eyes.

“At least half of those things, you can do here, instead. Don’t really want to let you go just yet, darlin’.” You’re lost to his gaze, blinking up at him with wide eyes. 

“And what are you suggesting, Javi?” He leans down and brushes your lips with his, pulling you into a much tighter embrace as his other hand snakes its way around your hips.

“You said you need a shower, didn’t you? Then shower with me, muñequita. We’ve got running water, too.” You giggle slightly, leaning up just enough to peck him on the lips.

“Well… since you put it like that…” Your hands find their way to his waist, fingers catching in his belt loops as you tug, trying to pull his hips in, against yours. His hand shifts from your chin to wrap into your hair at the back of your head, tugging lightly to expose your neck, where he promptly attaches his lips and teeth to. You groan, letting your head loll to the side as you close your eyes and let him lavish you with the attention of his mouth.

He pulls you toward the door, breaking apart only long enough to lead you straight across the hallway and into the bathroom. He sets you back against the countertop, arms caging you in as he leans in for a much softer kiss than the ones you’ve shared so far. It makes your head spin, twists your insides into a knot, and short circuits your brain for a moment.

When he finally pulls away, you’re breathless, pupils blown out wide and mouth hanging open as you gape up at him. His lips twist into a mischievous smile as he stares at you, his fingers fiddling with the edge of his shirt, still tugged tightly onto your upper body. He eases it over your head, dropping it onto the counter, and reaches for your jeans, deftly unfastening them so you can shimmy them down your body, as well. His shirt comes off, then, his own belt and jeans, and suddenly you’re standing in front of each other in just your underwear.

Javi turns to turn on the shower, letting the water heat up while he puts his hands all over you - sliding up and down your torso, chest, and ass. Gripping the meat of your ass tightly in two large palms, he presses your hips into his again and you can feel his nearly hard cock jabbing into your hip.

“See what you do to me, muñeca? All it takes is looking at you.” You smile back at the praise and run your hands along his arms, winding them around behind his neck as he leans in to kiss you. He checks the temperature of the water quickly and then leads you in, holding your hand as you step over the tub edge and under the spray. You have to admit, it feels nice, and it’s even nicer when he steps in front of you and floods your vision with the broad expanse of his naked torso.

You take your time washing one another, lathering and scrubbing and rinsing in tandem as your hands work all along each other’s skin. It’s such a basic but intimate action that it makes your heart swell to be able to do it, and sets off a pang in your chest when you remember you just met this man last night.

How in the world did he have you falling so head over heels already?

Organically, your gentle scrubbing and lathering hands turn slowly into more sensual touches. Javi’s fingers reach for your ass and inner thighs, hitching one of your legs up into the crook of his elbow. 

“Let me feel you, baby,” he drawls, head dipping to mouth at your throat as his fingertips tease at your wet folds. You push your hips into his hand in response and his middle finger finds your clit, drawing little circles around it as you moan softly. 

“Fuck, Javi, okay.” Your hands shift then, one moving to rest on his chest as the other reaches for his cock, settling in a loose fist at the base as you start to stroke him with a matching intensity to his lazy circles on your clit. He groans into you ear and presses his finger a little more directly before sliding it down to your entrance and pressing in. His thumb finds your clit again and you can’t help the little whine you let out in response. 

“Love all those little sounds you give me, muñequita. Every one of them goes straight to my cock.” He chuckles, nipping at your throat and then your jaw as he pumps his finger in and out of you, eventually adding a second finger. Your strokes along his length quicken, squeezing tighter and adding a little twist to it each time you make your way back up to the head. He moans deeply right into your ear and your eyes close softly, lost in the feeling of it.

With your back pressed up against the cool tile of the shower and the heat of his body pressed against you, it’s not long before he has you shattering into oblivion for him, cumming hard on his fingers as he works you right through your orgasm. As soon as you’re back in your own body a bit, your focus shifts to getting him off, hand diligently stroking his cock, thumb swiping over the reddened tip, until he’s cumming too, shooting bright white streaks all across your belly. 

You giggle a little bit and he lets go of your leg as you stand. “I think this shower served the opposite purpose. Now I need to wash myself all over again.” He offers a chuckle as he eases you back to standing, breath still heaving in and out. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll help you with that, promise. But give me a minute.” He leans in to kiss you again, though this time is totally different than the way he kissed you against the counter. it’s slow, sweet, gentle, even, his hands rubbing soothing circles over your skin. 

When Javi pulls away, he reaches up for the shower head and bring it between the two of you, rinsing off your stomach and himself with the warm water before replacing it and grabbing the soap. Just as he said he would, he carefully lathers you both up before directing you back under the spray and then himself. His lips find yours once more before he winks at you.

“Ready? I’ll give you a new shirt and stop holding you hostage here when we get out. Promise.” Another quick kiss from Javi lets him reach around you and turn off the spray, then turning and helping you back out of the tub. He steps out himself and gathers up two towels, wrapping one around your shoulders before he towels off his hair and his own body.

You take your time drying off and dressing, pausing every once and a while to offer each other gentle kisses and easy smiles. Things between you feel almost too easy, too natural. Togetherness comes to the two of you like second nature. If you knew any better, you’d probably be unnerved by it all, but you don’t, so you soak it in, instead.

Javi leads you back across the hall and, as promised, offers you a clean shirt and a peck on the cheek. He gets himself dressed and helps you gather your things, walking you out into the living room, where Chucho is back from feeding the animals and sitting in his leather chair for a few minutes of rest. Javi leads you to the front door, unlocking it and opening it for the two of you to walk out.

Chucho looks over to you with that signature eyebrow quirk and pipes in, “Same time next week?” You let out a little nervous laugh and you can feel the telltale searing heat work its way back into your cheeks.

“Yeah. Same time next week,” you respond, even more heat blooming in your cheeks, and Javi leads you out of the house. He walks you the whole way to your car with a gentle hand at your lower back, leading you along until you’re at the driver side door and he’s pressing your back up against it, leaning into you.

“I had so much fun with you, muñequita,” he whispers into your ear before nipping lightly at your earlobe. “Thank you.”

That same heat which had only just started to dissipate rises to your cheeks again, and a breath catches in your throat. Swallowing thickly, you look up at him with a small groan and smile back at him. 

“I did, too, Javi. you don’t have to thank me.” He shoots back a matching smile and lifts your chin to press a sweet kiss onto your lips. 

“Well, I’m thanking you anyway.” He pauses for a beat before he continues. “What do you think about dinner later this week, just the two of us? Or lunch. Anything you want. No Pops invited.” Your smile grows wider as his thumb brushes gently along your cheekbone.

“Yeah? I’d like that a lot, actually.” 

He kisses you one more time before taking a step back and shoving his hands in his pockets so he isn’t tempted to keep taking and taking. “Well… It’s a date, then?”

You nod and a light chuckle slips out that you didn’t expect.

“Yeah. It’s a date.”

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#5

yes i’m totally normal about woody & his dad doing a lil pub gig with dan and charlie and proceeding to play teenage dirtbag together, during which dan comes up to the mic with his phone open to the lyrics and then proceeds to immediately leave his microphone and go share with charlie instead for literally no reason. i’m fine <3 just . look at this shit

53 notes - Posted April 17, 2022

#4

ok but i am CRYING at this headline

57 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

#3

this was too long for twitter but honestly i was pleasantly surprised about the publicity for heartstopper because i expected everyone on twitter to be like "wELL if every single actor doesn't immediately come out to everyone then how do we KNOW all the queer characters are actually being played by queer actors hmMM??" bc yknow. the internet is just Like That 🙃

and heartstopper's response (bc they almost certainly anticipated this) was literally just like "we have a queer cast, trust us, and not a single person in the cast owes you any more information than that. not to MENTION we go above and beyond to show you that this tv series was CREATED not only by an openly queer author who was given FULL control to write the entire screen adaptation of their own graphic novels, but also by a openly queer director who specifically made sure to hire as many queer workers as possible for every. other. department of the show. because yes, it's super important that queer actors play queer characters; but it's even MORE important that the representation extends FAR beyond the people you see on screen."

bc THAT IS HOW YOU HAVE GOOD REPRESENTATION. NOT forcing all of your actors to spend every single interview fielding questions about their own personal gender & sexual identities. good representation is making sure that―unlike the majority of films and tv shows, sadly―if you look beyond the main cast, the roles of director/producer/writer/photographer/makeup artist/crew member/etc are ACTUALLY fulfilled by a diverse group of talented people. true representation doesn't stop at the actors, or the portrayal of characters. it goes all the way up the ladder to everyone making the movie/tv show/etc happen in the first place. change can't happen long-term unless "older," well-established people in the industry (like euros lyn) use their position to create opportunities for fresh, new, young, diverse talent.

tldr heartstopper is a brilliant example of how to properly create a series both by and for the lgbtq+ community, and i was SO relieved to see all the publicity revolve around the story and the actors and the importance of representation WITHOUT requiring anybody who wasn't already out to clarify anything about themselves.

(ramble mostly inspired by this and sourced from this, if you haven't watched the video you 100% should !!! also ofc special shoutout to kit for taking absolutely no shit from twitter)

70 notes - Posted May 16, 2022

#2

me, busy screaming about bim & senab maybe going on the US tour with bas

meanwhile, bastille:

85 notes - Posted April 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

ok slight tour spoiler ahead but: during one segment he asked us to pick a noise and an influencer. someone said ‘boink’ and he was like ‘somehow that still sounds sexual’ and then we got to influencer and he was like ‘oh my god did someone say PHIL??’ so the sentence ended up being something about a secret society called the boink run by phil lester

and THEN he fucking says (something like) ‘joke’s on you, me and phil have been in boink together from the START!!!’ and. dan. my dude. YOU were the one who said boink sounded sexual do you not realize what that Sounds Like 💀

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Efink Murderdeath is literally so important to me. She named herself Efink Murderdeath. She is canonically sopping wet at all times. She's autistic. She openly advocates for switching sides so that she personally does not get hurt every two minutes. She married a man because he had a beard and for centuries she carried around divorce papers for when she next saw him but when she next saw him he was a king so she went OH OKAYYY I CAN ROLL. She then pushed him off a cliff no hesitation because she wanted to make her friends like her. She needs to feel wanted and she calls herself hot so often and she's so right. She and Lilith DEFINITELY have a thing. Her arc is about discovering the power of friendship and then using that power to become the grim reaper. She asks for hugs. She hates her dad. And most importantly she is transgender

1,112 notes - Posted June 29, 2022

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the number of people i've seen with both 'exclusionists DNI' and 'bi/pan lesbians DNI'... pleeease tell me you hear yourselves and then please tell me why it's different when these people who have a complex relationship with sexuality are worthy of your hatred.

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Shoutout to blogs focused on discussing aromanticism. It's vital that our perspectives and thoughts are shared, but the moment our posts leave our circle, they are subject to horrific amounts of ridicule, abuse, and 'debate' regarding our identities. Your work is vital, and I hope that your notes are kind to you.

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if your piracy streaming site of choice doesn't have built-in subtitles, there's a firefox add-on that can add them from opensubtitles! you might have to right click and open the video in a new tab, but in my experience it works pretty well, and you can search for the subtitles from the add-on!

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#5

𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧

PAIRING: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

SUMMARY: Natasha commits atrocities. You turn the stories of them into her sweetest sins. 

A/N: I didn't proofread this but @foreverindreamlandd and @aphrogeneias did so massive shoutout to them. Inspired by "Queen" by Perfume Genius, covered by Sizzy Rocket. Happy pride to the WLWs, here's some angst.

WARNINGS: 18+ minors please dni, foreplay (almost but not quite sex), semi-graphic discussions of death and violence, morally dubious reader

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#4

psa

i am not going to write a sequel for you when you didn't even reblog the fic.

i am not going to write your request, that you sent to my dms without asking if i take requests, when i have never once seen you interact with my content.

i am not going to tag you in the sequel that i'm not going to write, when you have not even bothered to notice that the fic you're commenting on doesn't have a tag list.

fic writers are constantly begging for you to reblog our fics. to tell us something you liked about it instead of demanding more. if you're reading on this site, it is safe to assume that you've seen a post like this one.

i am not going out of my way for you when your actions demonstrate that you do not care about the time and effort that goes into my work. that you did not think it was worthy of sharing. so no, i am not writing you a sequel, or a request, or tagging you.

please do better when supporting fan creators. <3

814 notes - Posted October 7, 2022

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attention - part two

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#2

attention | namor x reader

“Please don’t kill Riri,” you step out towards the front of the cell, placing yourself between Namor and your roommate. The g-d has his back to you but you can feel the shift that happens. You’ve caught the g-d’s attention.

Before today, you’d been acquaintances who shared a dorm. Riri had made fun of you for studying folklore and mythology at MIT. You had offered to share your microwave mac and cheese at 2 AM while you crammed for finals.

That feels like it was ages ago now. Riri doesn’t say anything but you feel her tense behind you. She’s a genius after all; with Shuri in the other room and Namor intent on killing her, she has no power over what the g-d chooses to do to you for speaking against him. You are not a genius. Nor are you a princess. And you’re certainly not a g-d. You’re just an idiot who thought her roommate was being abducted and didn’t have the sense not to follow her. Now you’re the prisoner of a Mayan serpent g-d and his blue-skinned merpeople.

Namor turns around slowly, with an air of casualty that strikes a stark contrast to how silent and still the room has gone. His deep brown eyes trail over you, taking in every inch. They spark with something too dangerous to be amusement.

“And who are you?” he asks, his accent flicking over the words like the devil’s forked tongue.

You gulp, but hold your head high. “She didn’t know about your people, she couldn’t have known she’d be putting you in danger.”

He steps forward, the soft pad of his bare feet in contrast with the sharpness of his gaze, the primal grace of his movement. His eyes scan you up and down, taking in every detail of you. You try to hold still, but you’re sure he caught you tensing. The barest hint of smirk tugs at his lips.

“That is not an answer to my question,” he tells you.

He is close enough to the bars of the cell that you can smell saltwater on him, see where it glistens against his exposed golden skin. You’re struck by the idea that this is what it feels like to be caught in a riptide.

“I’ll answer it if you leave her alone,” you reply.

A twitch of his right eyebrow, so quick you’d have missed it entirely if you’d blinked a half second later. Something dangerous glints in the murky depths of his brown eyes. Your veins thrum with the urge to run. You’re glued to the spot. You can’t seem to look away from him, no matter how much Riri tenses behind you, no matter how much your own mind screams at you not to pick a fight with a g-d.

“I asked your name, surface dweller.”

There’s something in his eye. It’s like being swept up in a strong current.

“Y/n,”the words fall from your lips before you’re even aware you conjured them.

“Y/n,” he tries the name on his tongue.

He takes another step towards the bars of your cell, close enough that you can smell the saltwater on his skin.

“What are you doing?” Shuri’s voice echoes on the marble. You don’t glance at her, and neither does he.

“Princess,” he smiles, eyes locked on yours, “I was just meeting your friend.”

He finally, finally turns his head to look at her. The spell is broken. Your eyes dart to Shuri as he moves towards her. Her brow furrows at you, alarms ringing out from behind her eyes. It is then that you realize your eyes are wide. It is then that you realize your chest is heaving.

You watch Namor’s back as he moves to Shuri, his gait less predatory than it had been a minute ago when he advanced on you.

“Come,” he tells her. “We have much to discuss.”

The two of them walk to the door, which he gestures for her to move through first. His eyes catch yours again. His smirk is foreboding, an omen only a g-d could conjure. Your mind begs you to look away. You ignore the omen and the pleading and hold his gaze again. The smirk widens. He walks out the door.

You’re struck with the terrible feeling that this isn’t the last of your interactions with Namor. You’d acquired the attention of a g-d. It is not lost so easily.

part two

2,684 notes - Posted November 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

it’s getting to be that time of year again so this is a friendly reminder to fanfic writers:

not everyone celebrates christmas

christmas is not synonymous with winter or coziness

calling explicitly non-christian characters/people "scrooges" or "grinches" for not celebrating christmas or not “being in the christmas spirit” is not chill

erasing an explicitly non-christian character/person’s identity by having them participate fully in christmas with no thought to their own religious/cultural traditions is not chill

i'm glad y'all are having fun with your holiday! just please be respectful to the people for whom it isn't a holiday.

19,553 notes - Posted November 23, 2022

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[spookiekewchie]

Petty Revenge

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Characters: Ransom Drysdale x woc!reader x Lance Tucker

Summary: The one where Ransom and Lance are annoying, and petty.

Word Count: 1.5k+

Warnings: lance and ransom being annoying, lance and ransom being menaces, unprotected sex, double penetration (includes anal), improper use of panties (as a gag), spanking, pussy slapping, overstimulation, squirting, choking, a little light bondage, general language warning

A/N: second gif credit. As usual I think of stupid things and then write them once they’ve spiraled out of control. Shoutout to @georgiapeach305132​ for contributing to this madness and @geminixevans​ for yet again supporting my nonsense. Pardon any errors or typos please, this mess is poorly proofread ngl. The divider is by @firefly-graphics

DO NOT repost or translate my work anywhere. Reblogs are always welcome, and let me know that you enjoy my fics.

All you wanted was a nice dinner with your two men, no bickering, no dick measuring, no trying to one up each other at the table. You should have known that was never going to happen. Not with Ransom and Lance’s out of control egos running rampant and unchecked as of late. You heaved a sigh, excusing yourself from the table after the waiter had taken your orders and discreetly tracked him down, catching him just as he stepped out of the kitchen. It was a simple request that you had, cut up the men’s food into bite sized pieces before bringing it to the table. Just a little petty reminder that they were annoying and you were not above stooping to their level of childishness to get your point across. The nervous waiter was a little reluctant until you slipped him the hundred dollar bribe, and by the time the food was delivered to the table just a little later in the evening you could see that he’d managed to convince the kitchen to fulfill your petty request. 

“What the fuck is this?” Ransom snapped first, looking up at the waiter who just quietly motioned to you as you smiled to yourself and focused on your meal. 

“Babe, why is our food cut up into little pieces?” Lance questioned, voice seemingly calm but you could hear the tension under it. 

“Because you’re both a couple of fucking babies.” You snapped at both of them before offering a sweet smile to the nervous waiter who just nodded and scurried away as Ransom and Lance shared a look between themselves. 

That was two hours ago, and now they’ve got you sandwiched between them in the bed, panting, whining, and shaking as they worked you over for being a brat earlier. Lance was completely bare, but Ransom had barely made it out of his pants and shirt before he had to bury himself inside your ass while Lance eagerly filled your cunt. Clearly the petty bastards hadn’t gotten over your little stunt at the restaurant. 

“Who’s the dumb little baby now, huh?” Lance cooed mockingly, causing you to whine as he thrust into you just as Ransom withdrew from the tight ring of your ass until just the swollen tip of his cock remained. The two of them had been working in tandem, keeping you cockdrunk as they worked you over. Whatever words you might have had are nothing but whimpered nonsense when you feel Ransom rutting back into you suddenly, and before Lance had drawn himself back. The man under you hissed, throwing a glare over your shoulder at the other’s smirking face. 

“I don’t think she can answer, think my dumb girl is too full and fucked out to even think.” Ransom sighed, a hand tangling in your curls you roughly wrench your head back so that he could claim your lips in a greedy kiss. It lasted all of two seconds before you felt Lance’s calloused hand around your throat, his fingers squeezed tight enough to restrict your air and your hips jerked against the two men filling you. 

“Pretty sure we both know who’s making her dumb right now, and it ain’t you.” Lance ground out, hips flexing under you as you gave a needy mewl and let him pull you down against him so that he could claim your lips in a demanding kiss of his own. You could hear Ransom growl behind you, hips snapping hard as he took advantage of the new position before he let a hand slap down against your ass. Both men groan in unison as your body clenched around them, walls fluttering around their cocks as you ground against them in need of more. 

“Shut up and fuck me!” You finally found your voice, huffing out a breath as you grabbed your discarded pair of panties to shove into Lance’s mouth. Ransom chuckled, the sound cutting off when you grabbed the scarf still somehow draped around his neck. You pulled, and you could hear the choked sound he gave. You didn’t have long to relish it, the two men giving into your demands almost immediately as they roughly rutted into you hard enough to rush the air out of your lungs. Ransom’s hand came down against your ass again, causing you clench around them as your nails dug into Lance’s chest. The hand around the ends of Ransom’s scarf held tight and it was all you could do to hold on as the two men fucked you into one mind numbing climax that had your ears ringing, toes curling, and electricity shooting up your spine as you caught enough of a breath to let out a scream of pleasure before your eyes were rolling back and you were falling limply on top of Lance. They didn’t stop, continuing to thrust into you as you grunted softly at their every thrust until they were spilling inside you. 

“I think I made her pass out.” Lance muttered smugly after a moment of you not moving. 

“Pretty sure I’m the reason she passed out.” Ransom countered, tugging the scarf from around his neck now that he could breathe easier without you pulling so tightly on it. 

“I didn’t pass out, God you’re both so fucking annoying.” You groaned into the pillows, and though they couldn’t see it, both of the men knew you were rolling your eyes at the pair of them. 

All you heard then was a heavy sigh before you were flipped over, and easily positioned with your hands tied to Ransom’s headboard with his scarf. “She’s still being a brat.” It was Ransom that spoke first. 

“And if she’s still got enough energy to call us annoying then we haven’t done enough.” Lance sighed out, tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth as they looked down at you as you tugged at the annoyingly secure knot that Ransom had tied into the scarf. Ransom’s smooth hands moved to spread your legs, the two men humming in approval at the sight of their cum leaking from your fucked out holes. 

“Untie m—” You cry out in surprise when you feel a calloused hand slapping against your puffy sex, a deep moan rolling out of your when Lance repeated the action and had your hips jolting against the bed. Ransom’s fingers pushed into your mouth, sinking back towards your throat to force you to gag around his fingers as Lance landed another slap against your sensitive cunt. His fingers made contact with your clit on the last slap, and it sent you spiraling over the edge again as you moaned and gagged around Ransom’s fingers. 

“Sweetheart, you’re already trembling.” Ransom taunted, pulling his fingers from your mouth and teasing them against one of your nipples. “We’re just getting started.” 

You should have known they wouldn’t be satisfied until you were well and truly a blubbering mess. What you didn’t expect was the overstimulation that would follow, and the many orgasms that they would force out of you until the sheets had been soaked with your juices and they had finally managed to make you pass out because you were too damn stubborn to tap out. 

“One more, give us one more.” You didn’t even know which of them was speaking by that point, your blood was rushing in your ears and your sight was blurry from the tears that had been shed. You didn’t think you could, you were sure that you didn’t have another one in you, and the light headedness was quickly telling you that you’d be out soon enough. Your body on the other hand gave in to the pleasure that the two men insisted on giving you. One final gush of your juices and you went limp as the darkness took you. 

You weren’t sure how long you were out, but when you come to you were wrapped up in Ransom’s arms and laying on his chest as he ran a soothing hand down your back. “Lance is running you a bath.” He answered, already knowing what you were about to ask when you noticed the lack of a certain gold medal Olympic athlete in the bed. “I’ll order you some food in a bit.” He added, causing you to smile into his chest as you pressed into him as much you could. 

As promised, Lance took care of your bath, making sure you took the occasional sip of water from the bottle he had swiped from the fridge. Cleaning you up while Ransom ordered food and changed the sheets. When next you were laid in the bed, Lance was the one to take care of you. Massaging out the tension in your sore muscles until you were feeling warm and jelly-boned before he helped you into one of Ransom’s sweaters. Food arrived soon enough, brought to the sofa where the three of you ate and thankfully your two idiots were far more distracted with taking care of you than being outwardly competitive about who was doing the better job. 

In the end you end up back in bed, sleeping soundly between the rich pretty boy and the Olympic gold medalist. Both of them knowing better than to wake you up with their bickering.

[racewinnerpiastri]

So it’s my birthday and I am super close to reaching 400 followers, which is crazy since I’ve had this account for about 6 months - thank you to all of you who have been around to put up with this disaster of an account of a 25yr old who is still getting her head around this sport (I’m also calling this my quarter-life crisis, but it's no surprise considering I love watching sport, and motorsport isn’t a foreign sport to me) But enough of me waffling.

I figured instead of doing 2 of these so close together, I would just do I big thank you to you all, featuring some shoutouts to some accounts that have made my start into f1blr a fun time - and sorry I will have 100% missed a few accounts.

mutuals I love

and apologies I'm someone who is very bad with words and suck at explaining things in great detail - so some of these might get a little repetitive

@dams-racing: Cassy is one of my favourite accounts mainly because she provides so much content, and also a lot of content for Marcus, but also she is just super lovely and very helpful when I was setting up this account as I was already following her from my other account.

@liam-lawson: Nina is another favourite, as again she provides so much quality content

@renaultsportacademy: Em is someone I often see in my activity reblogging and liking posts, so always appreciate that support!

@withhopeinourhearts: Bea is again someone I love following, great content and always super supportive of my content

@geooooooorge: Anja is someone who was super welcoming at the start and all-around just has a great feed of posts and is also someone who I often see in my activity!

@grussell63: Kat is another account I have been following prior to having this account and was another one of the ones that after seeing her content made me want to start my own account just fully dedicated to f1

@formulaur: Lauren again has another account I love, also her collegiate affairs series with Amanda (aka acrosstobear) is incredible, seriously go read it!!

@brawn-gp: Barbi is yet another one who is super supportive and also has some amazing content herself, gifs, edits, videos you name it!

@motopg: Inez has some of the most incredible graphics, and is a massive inspiration!

@maxricciardo: Gisela is again another account with some amazing graphics!

@mickdidthat: Ali is another human who is super lovely and supportive and someone i often see in my activity and also provides some great content

some more mutuals that I love

@scenarioseven @f1-girl-sv @formulola @landonrris @donaidk @vamp-void @dishaaster @goalkepa @formulavroom @leqclerc @p1tstop @blesshimvettel @mnza @max-fewtrell

(sorry I wanted to write a bit for everyone, but I just had so many and I was pretty much writing the same stuff, which was that you all post amazing stuff and you are all super lovely and supportive)

and finally, I just wanted to give a shoutout to some non-mutual accounts that I think post some amazing content on here and love!

@yukitsunoda @race-me @pinsaroulettes @pitcrew @acrosstobear @pierrelli @scharletred

[mylover]

hihi ლ(・ヮ・ლ)  thank you so much for 1k and for choosing to follow this mess of a blog! this blog has only been about 3 months old and i’m so so so thankful to how far i’ve come and to everyone who chooses to follow,to like and reblog my silly edits and to even talk or be friends with me!

to celebrate this milestone as well as to thank you all for following , i’d like to host a mini celebration~~

✧ rules✧

- must be following me + reblog this post, that’s it:)

✧  send me 1 or 2 of the following!  ✧

-  ✨ for a url edit

-   💘 for 3 things i love about your blog

-   💞 for a post spam! i’ll like,reblog and queue your posts such a thank you:) 

also, now that you’re here, do check out my sideblog :)

here’s a shoutout to the mutuals who’s been soso kind to me and also some of my all-time favourite blogs. thank you for appreciating my edits and for being so supportive of them(even when its bad),choosing to leave cute tags below or to even send asks about my day!they mean so much to me and really encourages me to become a better editor.i can never ask for better mutuals and i cant thank you enough.i am but a smol bean T.T you all make tumblr a platform that’s so fun to be on:”) 

sorry for limiting everyone to one category when some of you could be in all!

format inspired by the lovely @rapanzel ⊂(･ω･*⊂)

♡ mutuals who make the best graphics ♡  

 @seegoldendaylight  ~ @timcgraws ~ @alltoowsll ~ @hugallurfriends ~ @cellphonehippie ~ @highlikethemoon ~ @nweromantics @newrcmantlcs ~ @repwtation ~ @ybwme ~ @film-margot ~ @thydaisy ~ @ionlyspeakswift ~ @watersmelonsugar ~ @stolenxkissess ~ 

♡ mutuals who make the best gifs ♡  

@johnsaxbys ~ @melodramas  ~ @spendsmychange ~ @upgrinning ~ @recklesspath ~ @merldruck ~  @purpleswift ~ @tayloralison  @taylorswifh ~ @sunsinksdown ~ @bellesbooks ~ @ldlie~ @recklesspath ~ @supermanacoustic ~ @johnmulanev~ @aimlocked ~ @false-god ~ @calmvocals ~ @swiftrosegarden ~ @nowimhaunted ~ @altarsismyhips 

♡ mutuals who are the biggest sweethearts ♡ 

@spidey-swift ~ @tayllor ~ @sunwillcomeup ~ @redacoustic ~ @liabilityacoustic ~ @alanisinterludes ~ @rapanzel ~ @tragedynow ~ @alisonsmouth ~ @falsegxd ~ @spendforevers ~ @t-swft ~ @anarrowhead ~  @ashleysfrangipane ~ @starswerealigned ~ @alltoosam ~ @tayaesthetic ~ @singinginthecar ~ @missmericanas ~ @missegyptiana ~ @tayl0r1989 ~ @fearlessacoustic ~ @lanalovestay

♡ mutuals whose urls are my favs ♡  

@shouldvesaidno ~ @peeta ~ @lizzo ~ @wonderfck ~ @encanted ~ @greenlight ~ @futurenostalgic ~ @youbelongwithmes ~ @bestday ~ @corneliarights ~ @thatwasthenightthingschanged ~ @oldiaries ~ @armorfalls ~@combackbehere ~ @heartbreakprince ~ @krstnbells ~ @thewineforyou ~ @cruelsummers ~ @everythinghaschanged 

♡ lastly,mutuals whom i hold closest to my heart ♡

@tylorswift ~ @callitwhatyouwnt ~ @loverred~ @tonguetiedholland @thehandsoffate ~ @dwohandstied ~ @after-glow  ~ @screamingcolour ~ i cant thank you enough for being so sweet to me thank you for always helping the silly me and listen to me ramble about things ꒰˘̩̩̩⌣˘̩̩̩๑꒱♡

once again,thank you so much for 1k :) i am but a smol bean but some of you thought i’ve been here for ages lsjflsksjakej heheehehe

[breeeliss]

Alrighty, so if you haven’t heard from July 2nd until July 15th, people from the fandom will be participating in Miraculous Content Creator Blackout ( @miraculousblackout ) in order to protest the rampant art theft that has been affecting many creators in the fandom. In essence, people are committing to pausing content creation, freezing any ML related blogging, and spreading information about art theft. 

Now, for the sake of transparency, I will say that I am personally choosing not to halt my blog and will continue to post my writing. This is a personal decision and is in no way meant to delegitimize the protest. Many of you follow me for my writing, and I do not wish to deprive you all of that. I also want to continue to support ML artists and writers by continuing to reblog their work.

However!! I do want to say something about content theft and what can be done to prevent it. 

Etiquette

There’s really murky legalities around fanart/derivative works and copyright claims over the owners of the characters depicted. To save the legal jargon, I feel like this boils down very easily to a certain standard of respect and etiquette for people who put labor into creating any form of content. 

You do not have any right to decide how art/writing is used if you do not own it/did not create it. Very simple. Not yours? You don’t have a right to decide how it’s used. That right belongs entirely to an artist. This means that an artist can decide how they wish for you to interact with their creations, and it is basic etiquette and decency to respect those wishes. 

Acceptable forms of interaction usually involve interacting with the original post. So liking/reblogging/retweeting/etc. the original post, leaving comments, sending the artist messages about the post, etc. are great ways of appreciating art. It gets the artists hits and notes and it’s a great way to ensure they’re getting credit for their work. 

Now if you want to post art somewhere else, put it in a video, translate a fic you found, etc., always ask the artist for permission first just to be safe. It’s best to ask and get permission rather than assume it’s okay and upset an artist. Now if an artist says no, your job is to respect that decision and interact with their art in the way they’re comfortable with. If you’re thinking of interacting with an artist’s work in a way that they have not explicitly approved of, always always always ask to be sure. 

This also goes for tracing, taking another person’s art and putting it into your own creation, slapping art on merchandise without the artist’s permission, etc. Don’t do it without express permission. 

If ever you find yourself asking, “but I said it’s not mine!,” “I’m giving publicity to the artist,” “it’s art on the Internet I can do what I want,” refer to the bolded text: you do not have any right to decide how art/writing is used if you do not own it/did not create it.

What do I do if I’ve found stolen/reposted art?

First, make sure that it is indeed stolen/reposted. Good way to tell is to check watermarks, check posts, and check tags. A very quick and easy way to make sure the poster of the art is actually the artist is to check the art for watermarks and see if it matches the username of the poster. Now this often isn’t ironclad, so another good way to check is to read the posts of the original work. If you see someone saying “credits to the artist,” “look at this pretty art I found,” etc. you can be sure it’s a reposting. Checking the tags is another good method that I’ve used. A lot of artists tend to tag their art with things like #mine, #myart, etc. and that’s a good way to tell if the post is original. 

Now, if you can’t figure out who the artist is or you’re not sure if this is stolen/reposted, another good method is doing a reverse image search on Google. Google allows you to search by image rather than keywords and will show you every website in which the image appears. This is usually a very good way to try and see not only where else this image appears, but where it originated from. This is also good for people who find art randomly on Google and want to find the original artist to ask them permission to use their art. 

If you think art you’ve seen is stolen/reposted, it’s best to notify the artist right away before taking any action on their behalf. Simply sending them a link to what you think may be reposted art is often the best thing to do so that they’re aware and they can proceed from there. Be very careful about sending reports on behalf of others until you’re positive that is the method they wish to proceed with. If you know for sure that the artist does not condone reposting, you could report art “on the behalf of the artist.” 

Now, not only is it very possible that a thief/reposter will refuse to take down the stolen art, but it also happens quite often if the constant art theft posts made by fandom artists wasn’t enough of a hint. If talking to the thief/reposter first doesn’t work, that’s where you report the post/user. 

So how do I report stolen/reposted art?

@wintermoth has this really amazing comprehensive guide for artists that want to report their stolen/reposted art that you can find right here. As mentioned before, if you are not the artist of the stolen art, it’s usually best to notify the artist first and make sure to submit reports “on the behalf of the artist” if you’re 100% sure they do not condone that method of theft/reposting and are fine with fans reporting on their behalf. 

What about fics?

Same policies apply. If you want to translate a fic or throw it up on another website (such as Wattpad) that is something you need to ask the writer first and give them the proper credits. When it comes to fanfiction, the best thing you can do for a writer is reblog, like, comment, bookmark, gives kudos, and circulate links to the original piece. Anything past that needs the express permission of the writer. I don’t think I need to say that outright plagiarism of fics is nothing short of theft. 

This also goes for fandubs, using fics in comics, etc. Ask the writer! Sometimes we’re happy to let you dub over our work, translate it, and put our fics in comics so long as you let us know, credit us, and link back to our original writing. If a writer happens to not be okay with that under any circumstances, that is something that you need to respect. Once more:  you do not have any right to decide how art/writing is used if you do not own it/did not create it.

When it comes to reporting fics, you’re likely going to be doing that either on AO3, Fanfiction.net, Tumblr, or Wattpad. 

AO3: you can use this Report Abuse Form to file a complaint if you think that your writing has been plagiarized. This usually works for unauthorized posting of your fics and outright stealing your fics. Have links available and be as specific as you can in explaining what sort of offense was committed. 

Fanfiction.net: you can visit their Support page and email their support team with a complaint about abuse by putting the word “abuse” somewhere in the subject of the email. Again, provide as many links as you can and be thorough in your explanation (typically it suffices to say that you believe your story has been plagiarized or resposted without your permission)

Wattpad: you can visit their page on How to Report a Story. Essentially what you’ll want to do is go to the description of the story that you’re reporting and find the “Report this Story” link on the sidebar on your right hand side. When you reach the portion where it asks you to choose the issue you’re having, you’ll select “I have a Copyright violation” and follow the instructions that follow.

Keep in mind that with Wattpad, you have to have an account to see the stories on Wattpad and only the original author can submit a report. So make sure that you notify the original author of the fic if you happen to see their stolen fics on Wattpad. 

Tumblr: similar to stolen/reposted art, you can file a Misattribution/Non-Attribution Abuse Report through Tumblr’s Abuse Page. They make it very easy and simply ask you to provide the link to the stolen fic and the original fic in order to submit the abuse report. 

Again, please visit @miraculousblackout for more information about the blackout. Click these links if you need more Info or want to make a post and need to use Graphics (shoutout to @squirrellygirlart for the one I used above). If you’re an Artist or a Writer and you want to get involved, also check out those links. 

[fairytail-is-the-best]

Hello everyone! ~ 

I’ve been on tumblr for about 3 yrs - heading into my 4th! Although I don’t post regularly, as yes you guessed it - I am a student! Despite a busy life, I try to make graphics and gifs (this gif is a preview of all the works I’ve done, you can see them all here. Honestly, when I first started tumblr I didn’t think I’d be able to create all these works, meet people, get into an occasional fight with a reposter (those who post works without artists’ permission), make mistakes of reblogging works posted by a reposter etc. Having said that, thank you so much to every single one of my followers (yes all thousands of you!) , for all the support, especially those who always like/reblog my works that I spend hours on. You bring me inspiration and happiness! 

Shoutout to those who have mentioned me in their follow forever, or tagged me in a ‘get to know me’ or anything like that - I love to interact and to read what my followers say! <3 

Soooo that’s why I wanted to host a small giveaway!

NOTE: THIS IS ONLY FOR THOSE WHO RESIDE IN THE UK OR US OR AUSTRALIA. As this is my first giveaway, and I do not have a huge budget, I apologise. 

To view the giveaway items: here (I was lazy with throwing together a picture)><

First winner will receive: 

- 2 notebooks: one with plain paper and one with lined paper, and keeping with this orangey colour concept, plastic Haikyuu! A4 Folder (this does not have lots of separate plastic sleeves, it is a document sleeve). 

Second winner will receive: 

- A plastic Free! A4 Folder (again like the Haikyuu! folder, it does not have lots of separate plastic sleeves, it is a document sleeve). In keeping with the blue colour concept, A ‘Motion’ mini notebook and a set of black and gold bow earrings. 

3. as a BONUS: 

Each winner will receive either the fairytail necklace or a fairytail chain (refer to the giveaway items image). 

I noticed that there are a few people using instagram as a means of showing their artworks etc. I’m fairly new to instagram, so would love to see what my followers draw/paint/sketch/etc. Please tag/dm me if you are, either at fairytailisthebest or at emi.ly.e (private acct)! 

RULES: 

1. My two giveaways are for those on tumblr. They are strictly only for my followers, so you must have been following me; I will be checking. 

2. NO giveaway blogs, blogs that repost artworks or have been unnecessarily rude to my followers (I’ve previously encountered a few nasty people). 

3. Only reblogs count! You may like it as a means of bookmarking it, but only reblogs count! 1 reblog = 1 entry, and you can only reblog once, as I do not wish for anyone to be spammed with this post (multiple reblogs will be redundant). I will be using random.org as a means of picking winners.

4. This giveaway ends midnight April 1st, 2017! (which is my birthday hehe) so that everyone gets an opportunity to enter. I will be informing winners via DM on Tumblr. You must be willing to give me your FULL ADDRESS and NAME, of course, so I can send the items to you AND if you are under 18 you must have parents’ permission. 

Quick note: I’ve heard people say that Tumblr takes down posts if tagged giveaway, so please do not tag. This must reach 100 notes.