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⠀⠀HAII uhhmm... moot 😋🥳 eemrmtm... if im NIT mistaken, i saw ur request status open so emrntm.. :sweats: (sorru im kinda awkward w interacting w new ppl 😓)

⠀⠀may i request⠀⠀ second years X gn!reader⠀⠀ who's frequently (sl)eepy but is really, REALLu good at combat???!! like they'd often see [n] tiref in general; though when classes were dismissed, they "unintentionally" saw the reader quarreling some npc who's mildly injured (and possibly a lopsided ankle for the fun of it🤑) and just one tapped the npc's pressure point causing them to faint and BOOM!! reader caught the [insert character] staring at the scene whilst the reader acts like nothing happened 😼😼

⠀⠀SORRY IF IT'S REALLT SPECIFIC i tried to get a hold of myself when i saw ur guidelines when requesting and i hope this isn't too much 😓 my brain is currently filled w tons of chaos and i feel like expressing them at some point /e cry..... BUT TAKE YOUR TIME!! it's no pressure to be doing this in a hurry cuz im often busy w tumblr too and i might not notice it's already been minutes, hours, days or weeks after this request hdhsjsshbs

𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐖/ 𝐀 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐏𝐓. 𝟏

𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 : mystery girl by housecall

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 : floyd leech, kalim al-asim, jamil viper, silver

𝐚/𝐧 : i’m sorry i took so long to answer this request, zen. i got caught up with school. :( forgive me for being a lil’ rusty with my writing, i’m trying to get used to it again. hence why i split this into two parts. please enjoy!

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐘𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐂𝐇

Absolute boredom was the only way to describe the end of the school day. The last class always seemed to drone on and on until Floyd found some form of entertainment in a random object, preferably one he could use to bother someone else. However, his joy would always be cut short due to Trein’s exceptionally keen vision and intolerance for disruptions. To put it kindly, he was a total buzz kill.

Hence the pure excitement Floyd felt when he exited the classroom, only to see you, the oh so famous prefect, taking down a larger student in mere seconds. It fascinated him, you were so tiny yet you took the big fishy down so quickly? Consider this eel impressed.

And he was not about to pass up this opportunity for entertainment, so he slowly approached you and the student that laid unconscious on the cold tile. It wasn’t until he stood directly behind you that he uttered even a single word.

Floyd quietly put his head on your shoulder. “Whatcha doin’, shrimpy?” He whispered.

You jumped back from the new presence, and of course it had to be Floyd of all people who found you. Talk about bad luck, he was not going to be letting this go.

A nervous chuckle left you as you turned to face him, your hands clasped together behind your back. “Oh hey, Floyd. What’s up?”

He waved his hand in a relaxed manner. “Oh, nothin’ much. I just so happened ta’ be heading towards the lounge when I happened to see my Shrimpy making a ruckus.”

Your eyes widened in surprise. Then a thought occurred to you, could you trick Floyd? So, you quickly came up with an excuse. “What-!? No, I was just heading back to the dorm.”

The eel suddenly got serious, his mismatched eyes stared down at you, unblinking. “Shrimpy, you’re a really bad liar.”

Okay, so that was a terrible excuse. You definitely should have seen this coming.

He relaxed his expression, an eagerness now playing behind his eyes. “Let’s cut to the chase. How’d ya take that big fishy down so easily?” He asked.

You didn’t reply for a moment, too shocked to come up with an answer.

Floyd then grabbed onto your shoulders, aggressively shaking your body as if money would start falling out of your pockets. “Shrimpyyyy, c’mon tell Floydie how you did it!” He whined

You released a loud sigh, putting your hands over Floyd’s to hopefully cease his actions. “Fine, I used martial arts.”

Floyd still had an iron grip on your shoulders, but upon hearing the boring explanation for your royal take down of a Diasomnia student, he slumped down with a pout. “That simple of an explanation? You should’ve just spit it out.”

His disappointed frown then turned into a large, sharp-toothy grin as he eagerly brushed passed you towards the poor student you knocked out. “Let me help ya dispose of the body!”

“FLOYD.”

𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐋-𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐌

After finally being let out from his afternoon classes, Kalim was ready to get back to the dorm and set up for the banquet later that evening. But much to his surprise, he was soon met with a tantalizing sight upon turning the corner.

You, the esteemed prefect, famously known for rivaling even Silver in the sleepyhead department, towered over a student adorning a Savanaclaw uniform. The boy didn’t seem injured, at least not from where Kalim was standing. Whatever trick you had pulled, it must’ve been a smooth take down.

This had the housewarden immediately intrigued.

Without missing a beat, the boy happily skipped over to where you stood. The books held in his hands were in a vice grip, his excitement could barely be contained. Attending Night Raven sure did have it’s surprises, but he was abnormally eager to approach you himself.

The white haired boy excitedly exclaimed.“Whoa, how’d you do that?”

You spun around to face the stranger before you, then it hit you. Didn’t this guy look familiar? The garnet-red eyes, the white hair, and even the blindingly bright smile seemed recognizable. Oh, it was Kalim! Well, shit. This guy was notorious for having the determination of a lion working it’s damndest to catch it’s prey, there was no way you were getting out of this. The universe must hate you.

In a desperate attempt to escape the situation, you tried to brush him off. “Please excuse me.”

You began walking in the opposite direction, but this housewarden was not going to give up.

Kalim continued to wear his bright smile, running up next to you to match paces. “But, you were the only one around who could’ve done something like this.”

Incredulously, your eyes widened and you began to pick up the pace. “No, he was like that when I found him.”

Kalim put his hands together like a puppy asking for treats. “Please, tell me your secrets.”

His eyebrows then raised and a light bulb lit up above him. “I know, you can come to the banquet tonight and we’ll be able to talk all about it!”

Your feet stopped and you were sure your face held the most confused look one could hold. You couldn’t help but turn to face him. “What?”

Kalim bounced on the balls of his feet, eagerness radiating off of him. “You’re officially invited to the banquet tonight!”

You didn’t even know what to say to this.

And Kalim did not give you the time to answer. The boy gave you a grin and a quick wave. “I’ll see you later, banquet duty calls!”

“Wait-!”

Kalim didn’t give you time to speak before he was already running off towards the Hall of Mirrors, clearly in high spirits because of his new friend. Friend? You weren’t sure that the two of you had immediately reached that status, you mean, you had just met minutes ago. Though, an inkling feeling that he already thought of you as friends kept seeping into your mind.

It was pleasant. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to go to the banquet.

𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋 𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑

Jamil Viper, a calm and collected individual, never one to stand out too much, or cause trouble for others. Or at least, that’s how you knew him before this incident.

It had been a normal day, as normal as a day could be at Night Raven College, and you had your sights set on someone. Typically, you were a student that wouldn’t dare meddle or get in fights with anyone. But a certain second year Scarabia student just had to be a jerk to Ortho, the only person in NRC who’s kindness rivaled Kalim’s, and you were not about to let this guy get away with his crimes against your good friend.

So, you set up a time and a place. Of course, you were not going to use your fists against this guy. You simply wanted a productive conversation to be held, like mature teenagers should have. But, no. The man came at you full throttle, he clearly did not read the letter you gave him at all. Whatever now became of him was in self-defense, and before you knew it he was on the ground.

And Jamil Viper had witnessed it. Not just a sliver of the altercation, all of it.

There was a silent staring contest between the two of you, no one dared to utter a word. It was thick and quite frankly, an odd situation to find yourself in. Jamil has had his fair share of weird encounters, but at this point he did not care about that. This was the icing on the cake to his already long, arduous list of tasks he needed to complete for the day.

To put it simply, his patience was thin.

“He came at me first.” You quickly mumbled, already sensing the displeasure emanating from the vice housewarden.

Jamil sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt to calm himself down. “I saw, don’t worry about it. I’ll handle it.”

Although you felt tired after having used your energy, you didn’t want to make him do it alone. It was not going to be an easy task to carry a boy over half his weight to the nurses office by himself. “You sure? I can at least come to the nurses office with you.”

Despite your willingness to help, Jamil declined. “That won’t be necessary, but thank you.”

He knelt down to the students place on the floor, grabbed his arm and wrapped it around his shoulder to take him to the nurses office. He didn’t say another word either, simply walked off.

You stood still for a moment, soaking in whatever the hell just happened. “See you around?” You muttered.

It was not until a few months later during your time training for the SDC that Jamil mentioned the incident regarding the Scarabia student again during a conversation over some snacks.

“I was trying to be discreet about the situation, it wasn’t like I asked to start a fight!” You argued.

Jamil frowned, crossing his arms. “You were not at all discreet about what you were doing, [Name]. Keep your voice lower if you’re going to go against school rules.”

You rolled your eyes in annoyance, already reaching your hand into the bag to grab another chip. “I’ll definitely keep that mind next time I get into a fight.” You retorted, voice dripping with sarcasm.

That shit-eating grin Jamil loved to wear made it’s way to his face as he questioned you. “Oh, so there will be a next time?”

Your eyes immediately hardened into a glare. “I hate you.”

He scoffed, leaning back in his chair all while continuing to wear that smile of his. “Lovely to know that I’m now an accomplice in your ‘Journey for Justice.’”

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑

It was a beautiful sunny day when the incident occurred. Silver was enjoying a well deserved nap under a green, flourishing tree where the shade was just the perfect amount, not too hot and not too cold. There wasn’t a single person around to make a lot of noise either, just the sounds of the leaves rustling back and forth. The conditions were absolutely perfect.

That was until the peacefulness ended.

The Diasomnia student slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the light. He then let out a yawn, using his hands to push himself up into a sitting position. Then, he saw it.

You, the prefect, regarded for your sleepiness and kindness, being aggressively screamed at by a student in a Heartslabyul uniform. It seemed that you weren’t in immediate danger, but the boy was getting more hostile by the minute. That much Silver could tell and he wasn’t going to allow someone to get hurt.

He began getting to his feet when something interesting occurred, and it happened in only a matter of seconds. Silver’s theory proved to be true, the Heartslabyul student became more hostile and attempted to throw a punch at your face. Instead, you expertly dodged it and quickly used your hands to hit specific points on his body, causing him to clatter to the ground, completely unconscious.

It was something Silver had never seen before and he was intrigued.

With a grunt, you lifted the unconscious boys arm over your shoulder, though it proved to be quite difficult. The whole situation made you angrily curse under your breath. “I hope you learned your lesson. Picking on underclass men is a low thing to do and you know it, especially when you’ve taken it too far. Riddle is not going to like this.”

Ah, so it was a noble act.

Regardless, Silver hastily made his way over to where you stood. He didn’t hesitate with his words either. “If you don‘t mind me asking, what tactic did you use to take down that student?”

Silver’s voice surprised you, he was always quiet in class and you had never really taken the time to pay attention to anything but your instructor. You truly didn’t know what to think, so you didn’t. You spoke without thinking. “Oh, that.”

Well, shit. No pretending like you weren’t involved anymore.

Upon seeing the look on your face, Silver awkwardly coughed. “Please excuse me for asking.”

You shook your head, the cat was already out of the bag. “It’s alright, there’s no hiding it now. You saw everything, didn’t you? What I used to take down this man was a form of martial arts called kyusho jitsu, it uses pressure points to take down an opponent.”

Silver’s eyes lit up with curiosity. “That’s very interesting. Would you mind telling me more?”

You grimaced, taking a glance down at the unconscious boy resting on your shoulder. “Sorry, maybe another time? I need to get this guy to the nurses office.”

Silver didn’t hesitate to move to the other side of the student, repeating the same action of lifting the boys arm around his shoulder. “I hope you don’t mind if I assist you.”

Giving him a thankful smile, you turned to face towards the hall leading east. “Thank you. I never got your name by the way, mine is [Name]. And yours?”

He returned the gesture with a small grin. “I’m Silver.”

“Pleased to officially meet you then, Silver.”

“Likewise.”

@𝐯𝐪𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞𝐝 — ˚ ✦ . ˚. - please do not translate or plagiarize my works.

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steddie-island · 3 days ago

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Scheduling Conflict

Written for @steddiebingo Kissing Booth mini event Prompts: Boyfriend, chocolate Rating: E | WC: 1,278 | No CW | Tags: Minor rockstar Eddie Munson, anniversary fic, Eddie is a mess, make up sex (sort of), Porn without plot ao3 | Divider credit

It was obvious as soon as Steve opened the door that someone had been in his house. His house was never messy, but it was even more clean than usual.

He frowned, lifted his bag up beside his head in preparation for using it as a weapon. The mystery person had cleaned, but that did nothing to convince Steve that he wasn't getting ready to be robbed.

He rounded the corner into the kitchen at the same time the intruder headed for the living room.

"Stevie—" There was a yelp as Steve's bag came into contact with someone's hand.

"Eddie?" Steve dropped his bag where he stood and reached out for his boyfriend's hand immediately.

"Who else did you think it would be?" Eddie shook out the muscles in his hand and gave Steve an apologetic smile. "I didn't mean to scare you, sunshine."

"I thought you couldn't make it home." Steve brought Eddie's hand to his lips to press a kiss to his palm.

"I was trying to surprise you." Eddie gathered Steve close. "I'm so sorry, Stevie. I tried to get here in time, but there were so many fucking delays. I'm so sorry you had to spend our anniversary by yourself."

Steve blinked at him, but before he could say anything else Eddie was kissing him, slow and sweet enough to make him shiver.

"I'm gonna make it up to you." Eddie tipped his head to the side and began kissing down his throat. "I said this tour wouldn't be able to keep us apart for important shit and I fucking meant it."

Steve's mind went hazy as Eddie's teeth dragged against the sharp edge of his jaw. "Ed…"

"I'll make it up to you," Eddie said again. He took one of Steve's hands in his and pulled him towards their bedroom.

It took Steve's eyes a few moments to adjust to the dancing of the candle light. There were rose petals strewn over every available surface and in a trail leading from the doorway to the end of the bed. On the bed was a small pile of petals that held a heart shaped box of chocolate.

"Eddie, sweetheart—"

"Shush." Eddie pecked Steve's lips, killing his arguments before they could even begin to take root. "Let me do this for you. Please."

Steve felt a little guilty, but the guilt started dissipating as soon as Eddie's fingers slipped beneath his sweater. "…If you insist."

Eddie gave a triumphant little whoop, then pulled Steve in to kiss him again.

Kissing Eddie never failed to make his head spin and his knees weak. Kissing Eddie after weeks of not seeing him was something even more heady. He couldn't help but moan as calloused fingers trailed through the hair on his chest before brushing over one of his nipples.

"Fuck, I've missed you." Eddie repeated the movement and relished in the way Steve's entire body responded to the contact. He pulled his hand away to start tugging Steve's soft red sweater off over his head. "We have reservations later, I'm gonna take you out on the town, show you off, but I needed to have you first, to show you how sorry I really am."

"Eddie…" Steve felt all thoughts flee his mind as Eddie's lips left a trail of fire from his shoulder to his throat. He was sure he would have bruises that he would need to hide tomorrow, if Eddie's teeth against his skin had anything to say about it, but he didn't have it in him to care. He loved having secret marks beneath his clothes, where only he and Eddie knew about them. He liked feeling owned, feeling like he belonged to and with someone else. "Fuck…"

"We're going to." Eddie tossed Steve's sweater towards the hamper. His mouth was on Steve's chest, ghosting over the guitar pick that Steve wore all the time. "I'm gonna make it up to you."

"Eddie—" Once again Steve's thoughts fled his mind as Eddie's teeth dug into his chest, his tongue flicking lightly over Steve's nipple and sending electric shocks through his body.

He reached back to move the box of chocolate before falling onto the bed. Eddie was on him. As their mouths met in another deep kiss, nimble fingers worked Steve's pants open and slipped in to tease him through his underwear.

"So fucking wet, always so wet for me."

"Eddie—" Steve gasped as Eddie squeezed his cock.

Steve had no time to adjust to Eddie's hands on his body. Eddie sat up and curled his fingers around Steve's waistband before pulling both pants and underwear down together, until Steve was naked and spread out before him.

"Goddamn, I'm a lucky man." Eddie lowered his head. His teeth sank into the meat of Steve's thigh, making him cry out as his tender skin was worked over.

Eddie sucked and bit his way higher, reveling in every gasp and whimper and plea for more. By the time he had Steve's thighs over his shoulders and his mouth around his boyfriend's cock Steve was a shaking mess.

The shaking didn't stop as Eddie's lips and tongue worked his cock over, or as Eddie worked two fingers into his body. It didn't stop as he spilled down Eddie's throat, or when Eddie was finally over him again, pressing inside of him and stretching him even more.

"Fuck— Eddie—" Steve panted. He hitched his legs higher around Eddie's waist and held on tight.

Eddie buried his face in Steve's throat again as their hips came flush together. "I love you. I fucking love you."

Steve nodded, gripped Eddie's hair tight as Eddie started moving inside of him.

Eddie's thrusts were long and deep, deep enough to drive the air out of Steve's lungs. Just when Steve thought he couldn't take any more, when he thought he was going to topple over the edge, Eddie pulled out and flipped him over.

The change in position had Eddie driving deeper, had Steve begging even louder as he buried his hand in his boyfriend's hair again.

More bruises were worked against the back of Steve's neck, against his shoulders as Eddie fucked into him hard and fast.

When Steve came it was without warning, with a cry of Eddie's name and his entire body shuddering.

Eddie kept going, trying to stretch it out long enough for his own orgasm to crash over him and for him to spill deep into Steve's body.

"I know that doesn't fix anything," Eddie said when they had pulled apart and sat up against the headboard. The box of chocolates rested, open, between them on the bed. "I just want you to know I did try to get here on time."

It came rushing back to Steve why Eddie had been so adamant about getting into bed, about why he'd set all of this up— beyond it being a special occassion, even.

Steve pushed the chocolates away before moving to straddle Eddie's lap. Eddie's skin glowed with the flickering light coming off of the candles, making his eyes even darker than they usually were. "Eddie… sweetheart… I appreciate everything you did today." He leaned in and pressed a kiss to the corner of Eddie's mouth. "I love how hard you tried to get here, and how much work you put into this. It's— beautiful. But…" Steve brought his hands up to cup Eddie's cheeks before pulling him in for a warm kiss.

"But?" Eddie murmured, sounding almost nervous.

Steve smiled and reached for his phone. He pushed a button, making the date light up, before turning it towards Eddie. "But.... our anniversary isn't until tomorrow."

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mymindcreatedthis · 3 days ago

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Bonding w the rivalry 18+

reader x Kristie Mewis

Plot: Kristie and Reader have major beef/ issues with each other. One night after a game Leah, Tobin and Christen lock them in a room together and force them to work things out and give them some quality bonding ideas to do 😉

Warning: Smut!

Word count: 6.5k sorry kind of a long one

*Y/n’s pov*

It's currently 3-0 England and we are playing the USA. I've scored the perfect hat trick [left foot right foot and header] for my goal celebration. I've been doing an eagle impression and holding up the amount of goals I've scored.

As we go to our side of the pitch for play to resume. Kristie Mewis trips me up and says "Fuck you asshole" and I just fall to the fall laughing and then I get up and say "hmm like to see u try blondie". Kristie then grabs my shirt and starts fighting with me.

Leah and Lindsey spot us and break us up. Leah says into my ear "keep it up but don't start fighting keep it to shithousery you're crucial to us". The game then resumes and nothing else happens and the game ends 3-0 England.

In the dressing room, Leah immediately comes over to me and says "go to room 069 at 7pm sharp and wear something nice." I wait for the girls to shower and then I go shower and get changed and get on the bus.

Once all the girls are on the bus we leave the fields and head back to the hotel. I get off the bus and walk to the hotel room Leah told me to go to. I go inside and see Kristie Mewis sitting on the bed.

“Oh fuck this.” I say.

I turn around to leave but the door closes behind me. I pound on the door. “Leah let the fuck out right now.”

Leah chuckles. “Nope you two aren’t leaving that room until you get your shit together.”

I sigh and look over at Kristie. She doesn’t say anything, she just glares at me. I sigh and rub my fingers through my hair.

I awkwardly clear my throat. “So… um how long have you been in here for?” I ask.

Kristie glares at me. “5 minutes.”

I nod and look around the room. I walk over to the opposite side of the room and sit down keeping my distance from her. I pull out my phone and groan when I see my phone is dead.

“Great.” I say. I sigh and place my phone on the ground.

“What?” Kristie asks.

I look at her. “My phone is dead.”

Kristie sighs and rolls her eyes at me. “Mine is too. Hoping I had some battery so I didn’t have to talk to you.”

I glare at her. I couldn’t take it anymore. “What the fuck is your problem Kristie?!”

Kristie is shocked at first and looks at me. “You know exactly what my problem is.”

I laugh. “No I really don’t.”

Kristie looks at me. “You're an asshole Y/n you're a very dirty player and don’t care if you make sloppy tackles.”

I clench my jaw as she says this to me. “I’m not a dirty player nor do I make sloppy tackles. And if I do, I don't do it on purpose.”

Kristie laughs at my comment. “Yeah okay Y/n keep lying to yourself.”

I quickly stand up and walk in front of her. “Let not forget you're the asshole who tackled me and took me out and then stepped on my stomach with your cleats as I was down on the ground.” I say hatred in my voice.

Kristie immediately stops talking and looks away. This made her go quiet. “What’s wrong Mewis? Cat got your tongue?” I ask.

“T-That was….” Kristie trials off not knowing what to say.

“That was on purpose.” I say completing her sentence.

Kristie looks at me. I lock eyes with her. “What’s wrong? Got nothing to say?” I ask.

Kristie stops talking and just sits there quietly. She looks over at the desk and gets confused.

“Ugh what’s that?” Kristie asks.

I sigh and look over at the table and see a piece of paper. I make my way over to it and grab it. Kristie looks at me impatiently.

“Well… what is it?” She asks.

I don’t say anything, I just hand it to her. Kristie takes the paper and starts reading the paper. I make my way over to the door.

“Leah this is bullshit. Let me out, I’m not doing what that paper says.” I say.

I hear Leah and someone else giggle. “Looks like you're gonna spend all night in that room.”

I groan and sit down on the ground with my back against the door. Kristie reads the paper but doesn’t say anything. We just sit there in silence. There was tension in the room, there was a lot of tension but we didn’t know what to do about it.

We just sit there in silence for a couple of hours. I stared at the window at the night time city view, it was getting late, it was 10 pm. This was completely pointless as we weren't making any progress.

Kristie is the first one to break the silence. “We….um.” She trials off. I look over at her as she begins to talk. “Look at the paper, we should do the tasks.”

I sigh and grab the paper from her. “I don’t know if we should Kris.” I pause and look at her.

Kristie sighs and gets up and comes over to me. I pause when I see her standing in front of me.

“Let’s just go down the list.” Kristie says.

I nod and give in. Kristie bites her lip and stands there awkwardly. “Um, what's the first one?” She asks.

I clear my throat and blush a bit. “T-Tit job.” I say.

Kristie pauses. She bites her lip and looks down at my bulge and smirks. “Someone likes the sound of that.”

I blush darkly. “S-Shut up.”

Kristie is a very attractive girl. Kirstie smiles, she bites her lip and steps towards me. Our breathing gets a bit heavy as she rests her head against mine.

Kristie leans In and kisses me.

I’m shocked at first but start kissing back. Kristie breaks the kiss, she smiles and steps back and slowly slips off her shirt and bra.

I bite my lip and check out her nude chest. “You're so beautiful Kris.” I say.

Kris smiles. “Thank you.” She bites her lip and moans as I reach up and massage her tits.

Kris giggles as this makes me hard. “Sit down on the bed.”

I nod, I do as Kris requests and sit on the edge of the bed. I blush and pause. “C-Can we do it with your bra on?” I ask shyly.

Kris smiles and nods. “Yeah of course.” She quietly giggles. “That’ll make it even sexier.

Kris puts her sports bra back on. I bite my lip as Kris grabs the waistband of my shorts and boxers and slides off my shorts and boxers.

Kristie gasps in shock as my cock springs out once it’s freed from its confinement. “Holy fuck Y/n y-your huge.”

I giggle and bite my lip. “Thank you.”

Kris gets on her knees and kneels between my legs. I guide my dick under her sports bra and between her tits.

I bite my lip as she covers my dick in spit. I moan and lean my head back and close my eyes as she slowly strokes my dick with her tits.

"Mmm f-fuck, you're tits feel amazing wrapped around my dick baby." I moan.

Kristie bites her lip. "Mm fuck my tits, mm cum all over my tits and face baby." Kristie says seductively.

I moan as she strokes my dick with her tits faster. My legs shake and buckle in pleasure. Kristie bites her lip and locks eyes with me as she continues to stroke my dick with her tits.

I moan loudly. In pleasure, my breathing gets heavier letting Kris know that I was close to cumming. I bite my lip as my pre cum leaks out, and oozes onto Kristie’s tits.

Kristie cutely giggles. "Someone's about to cum." Kristie teases.

I moan loudly in pleasure as Kristie strokes my dick with her tits faster. After 3 more minutes of an amazing tit job I feel my balls tighten.

"Kris baby, I'm gon" I'm unable to warn her in time.

*Cumshot/Facial*

I can't take it anymore, cum shoots out my dick and Oozes onto her tits and under her bra. My cum leaks through her bra, Kris giggles as my cum continues to shoot out of my dick and onto her tits. Some of my cum shoots onto her cheeks, lips, and chin.

Kris cutely giggles as my cum oozes and spurts onto her face. "Fuck Y/n you made my face and tits your personal coloring book." Kristie giggles giggles.

I giggle and blush darkly at her comment. Kris giggles and licks her lips. “W-what’s the next task?” I ask.

“Blow job.” Kristie smirks.

I giggle as Kristie pushes me back onto the bed. Kris licks her palm, she wraps her hand around my dick and slowly strokes my dick. I moan as she does this.

"Mm fuck." I moan in pleasure.

Kris giggles and strokes my dick a bit faster, I moan in pleasure once I'm hard Kris takes my dick in her mouth and slowly bobs her head.

"Mmm fuck." I moan.

Kris hums against my dick and bobs her head a bit faster as she starts playing with my balls. I moan in pleasure and run my fingers through her hair.

"Mmm shit." I moan.

The tip of my dick hits the back of her throat, I moan and hold her hair up in a pony tail as she continues to give me head.

"F-Fuck." I moan as she bobs her head faster. "Fuck Kris, just like that." I moan.

Kris sucks the soul out of my dick and bobs her head faster and massages my balls, I moan in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer to cumming.

"Kris baby, I'm close." I moan in pleasure.

Kris continues to give me head, I moan as I feel my balls tighten.

Throat pie 1:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load in her mouth. Kris chokes and gags a bit as I cum in her mouth, Kris swallows my load and sucks me dry.

Kris collects every last of my cum.

My dick falls from her mouth, Kris smiles and shows me a mouth full of cum. Some of my cum drips down her chin.

I smile and rub her chin. "Swallow my cum baby."

Kris smiles and swallows my cum. "Mmm daddy you taste good." Kris says.

Kristie wastes no time and takes my cock back in her mouth. Mm fuck her mouth was warm and felt amazing around my cock.

I moan and run my fingers through Kristie’s hair. I quietly moan as Kris slowly bobs her head. Kris slightly chokes and gags as my tip hits the back of her throat.

Kris reaches down and toys with my balls as she bobs her head a bit faster. Fuck it's only been 3 minutes and I'm already close to cumming.

Fuck Kristie really knows how to give head. I quietly moan and grip the Bed sheets, and rest my legs on her shoulders. I grab her head and help her bob her head faster.

After 5 more minutes of an amazing blowjob I feel my balls tighten. My precum leaks inside Kristie’s mouth letting her know I was about to bust.

Throat pie 2:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load in Millie's mouth. I grab hold of Mills head and push her head further down my cock as I finish inside her mouth.

I bite my lip and quietly moan as I continue to unload my seed in her mouth and down her throat.

Kristie chokes and gags a bit as I cum. Kris lifts her head up a bit and swallows my load. Kris licks up every drop of cum and swallows it. Kristie giggles and takes my cock back in her mouth.

Fuck this felt amazing. Kristie Mewis is a pro at sucking dick. I moan as my cock plops out of her mouth. I moan as she licks and swirls her tongue around my tip.

"Mm suck my cock Kris." I moan and massage my tits.

Kristie blushes and smiles. "Yes daddy."

I bite my lip, Kristie locks eyes with me and takes my cock in her mouth. I moan, my hand finds the back of her head.

"Fuck Kris your mouth is so nice." I moan, leaning my head back as Kris continues to suck my cock.

She places her hands on my thighs as she continues to give me head.

��"Fuck Kristie fuck, keep going ugh."I moaned as my grip in her hair tightened as she bobs her head faster.

Her head Silva going all over her lips dripping down her chin. She continued to feel my throat, I moaned loudly in pleasure as I took her left boob in my hand and squeezed it lightly as I felt my balls tighten.

Throat pie 3:

"Ooh fuck, Kristie fuck." I moaned. I didn't have time to warn her Kris as I held down her head on my cock as I exploded in her mouth and down her throat.

Kristie choking and gagging on my cum. "Fuck Kris." I moaned.

Kristie lifts her head and swallows my load. I smirk as Kris wipes the leftover spit and cum off her face.

Kristie smiles, she comes back up and kisses me. I moan in the kiss as I taste myself on her lips.

“W-What was the next task?” I ask.

Kristie giggles and blushes. “Pussy eating.”

I flip us around, I lay Kristie on the bed Kristie giggles as I flip us around. I smile and kiss her deeply. Kristie smiles against my lips and kisses back.

I break the kiss, I slip off her shirt and bra and toss them off to the side.

"So beautiful." I say kissing her neck.

Kris giggles and moans as I kiss and suck on her neck leaving hickys. I kiss from her neck down to her chest, I kiss and suck on her boobs and leave hickys on her boobs.

Kris moans in pleasure as I do this. I kiss her boobs down to her toned stomach/ abs. I kiss and suck on her stomach and abs leaving a few hickys. Kris moans as I do this, I kiss from her stomach down to her stomach down to her shorts and stop at her shorts.

I look up at her silently asking for permission. Kris nods, I slide her shorts down her legs and toss them off to the side. I kiss and suck on her inner thighs, Kris moans and runs her fingers through my hair.

I lick her folds. "Mmm fuck." Kris moans. I smirk, I slip in a finger and slowly finger get as I begin to eat her out.

"Fuck Y/n." Kris moans.

She massages her boobs and grinds against my finger and face as I continue to eat her out. I slip in a second finger and finger go a bit faster as I eat her out.

"Mmm fuck, right there. Right there." Kris moans.

Kris rests her legs on my shoulders and wraps her thighs around my head a bit as I continue to eat her out and finger her faster.

I feel her walls clench around fingers letting me know that she was close to cumming. Kris moans in pleasure and cutely grips the sheets.

*Kristie pov*

I moan loudly in pleasure and grip the sheets as Y/n fingers me faster as she continues to eat me out. I moan as she rolls her tongue on my clit adding different amounts of pressure.

"Holy shit, Fuck daddy." I moan in pleasure.

Y/n sucks on my clit as she fingers me faster. I moan loudly in pleasure as I feel that familiar knot forming in my stomach.

"Fuck....Y/n baby I'm gonna cum." I moan.

Y/n continues to suck on my clit and fingers me even faster than before. I can't take it anymore, I cum all over Y/n's fingers, face, and chin. Y/n helps me ride out my high.

Y/n smirks, she takes her fingers out of me. Y/n licks and sucks my juices off her fingers and wipes my juices off her face. Y/n comes back up and kisses me, I moan in the kiss as I taste myself on her lips.

"Mmm you taste amazing baby." Y/n says.

I smile and kiss her. "Fuck you really know how to eat a girl out." I mutter panting and trying to catch my breath.

"Breathe baby, catch your breath. We will continue once you get your breath back." Y/n smirks teasing my folds with her fingers.

I moan as she does this. "Y-Y/n don't t-tease." I moan.

I smile. “Next task is Cumshot.” I smirk and look at Kristie. "Get on the bed and get on all fours." I ordered.

Kris gets on the bed and gets on all fours. "Mm give me that ass." I say and move behind her. Kristie moans as jumps as I spank her ass.

"Please please fuck my ass Y/n." Kris begs.

Without an answer I slip my hard cock into her ass. I grab her hair and pull it, allowing me to go deeper inside her. I spank her ass and firmly pull her hair as I slowly thrust in and out of her.

"F-Faster." Kristie cutely begs and moans in pleasure.

I moan and thrust in and out of her faster. My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. My eyes locked onto the sight of her ass rippling with each thrust. Her ass was huge and the way it moved was memorizing.

The best view to look at. I move my hand to my boob and roughly massage my tits as I continue to thrust in and out of her a bit faster.

I moan as the urge to cum gets stronger. "Y/n baby, I'm gonna cum."

Kristie moans and cums on my dick.

I moan as my balls tighten, I quickly pull out and quickly make Kris lay on her back and stroke my dick.

Cumshot:

I moan, cum shoots out of my dick. Cum shoots and spurts onto her tits, stomach and Abs. Kris giggles and bites her lip.

"That's it, let it out." Kristie says.

I moan and slowly stroke my dick the last of my cum oozes and spurts onto her stomach and abs. Kristie smiles, I lean down and kiss her. Kristie smiles against my lips and kisses back.

“Last one.” Kristie smiles. “Creampie.”

I giggle and bite my lip. “Mm yes please.”

Kristie giggles at my comment.

Kristie lays on her side, I grip her leg and hold it in the air with my free hand as I rub my tip through her folds causing Kris to moan at the feeling.

"Mmm f-fuck, Y/n please I need you." Kristie moans.

I waste no time and immediately slide my throbbing dick inside of her dripping pussy, and begin to thrust in and out of her slowly.

"F-Fuck, you're so tight baby." I moan in her ear.

"Mmm all for you baby." Krisite moans as she turns her head and kisses me.

I'm shocked at first but immediately start kissing back. Once I knew Kristie was used to my size I picked up the pace and thrust in and out of her faster.

"Keep your leg up in the air." I softly moaned.

Kristie does as I say and keeps her leg raised in the air as I gripped her ass with my spare hand, forcing a moan

out of Kristie’s mouth.

"Faster, please fuck me faster Y/n." Kristie moaned.

I thrust in and out of Kristie faster than before, my balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room.

"Where shall I cum Kris?" I ask as I carry on fucking her.

"I-Inside... of me." Kristie cutely stutters as she moans.

"Are you sure baby? I know it says creampie but I can pull out and finish on you." I moan.

"Yes, Yes baby, stop asking questions and just cum in me. Make me your cum slut." Kristie moans.

"Mmm fuck okay baby." I replied, a fire set alight in my stomach as I begin to fuck her even faster.

Moving my hand from Kristie’s ass to her tits. I grip right tit tightly as I begin to kiss her neck as I fuck had faster and harder than before.

"Fuck Y/n. I'm going to cum." Kristie moans.

"Same baby, cum for me." I moaned as I felt the feeling of my balls tighten.

"FFFucccckk I'm cumming. I'm cumming." Kristie yelled as she reached her high, and squirts all over my abs, dick and legs.

"Kris... I'm gonna cum." I yell in pleasure.

Creampie #1:

I couldn't take it anymore, cum oozes out of my dick filling up Kristie’s pussy filling her to the brim. A final spank to her ass I slowly pull out, cum leaks out of her pussy and onto the bed sheets.

"Fuck Kris, you've made such a mess all over my thighs stomach and the bed sheets." I giggle.

Kristie bites her lip and moans. “Fuck please Daddy I need you. Ugh please keep going mm just fuck me please just fuck me.” Kristie begs.

I smile and kiss her. “Hehe okay baby.”

“Sit on the bed baby.” Kristie says.

I smirk, I sit on the bed. I sit on my legs and out my legs together under my ass sitting on them. Kristie joins me on the bed, she sits on my lap and guides my length inside her.

We both moan as she takes my length deep inside her. Kristie moans and leans her head back on my shoulder. I moan, I grab her tit with one hand and firmly place my hand on her hip.

Kristie cutely giggles and moans as I kiss and lick her neck. Kristie moans and takes a moment to adjust to my size.

Kristie giggles. “This pussy feel good clenched around you baby?”

I moan and nod. “Mm so tight and warm.”

Kris moans and slowly moves back and forth on my cock. I moan and kiss her neck leaving hickys and roughly massage her tits. I moan as Kristie slowly slides back and forth on my cock.

I squeeze her hip a bit tighter and smash my lips against hers. Kris breaks the kiss and rests her head Against mine. Kristie moans loudly in pleasure and moves back and forth on my cock faster.

I moan as the urge to cum gets stronger. “Ugh f-fuck.” I moan in pleasure.

It’s only been 10 minutes and I’m already about to bust. Kristie moans and leans her head back and moves back and forth on my cock even faster. I moan, I reach down and rub her clit.

Kristie gasps and moans as I do this. “Mm fuck…fuck.” Kris moans. As she continues to move back and forth on my cock.

I moan in pleasure, Kristie breathing gets heavier letting me know she was close to cumming.

“Mm… someone close?” Kristie moans.

I moan and grip her hip. “Mm fuck, I’m really close.”

Kristie giggles and moans. “I can feel your balls about to explode.” Kristie moans. “You’re throbbing so much in there.” Kristie moans.

I moan, Kristie moans and cums.

creampie #2:

I moan loudly in pleasure, I can’t take it anymore and let go. Cum shoots out of my cock and fills up her entrance filling her up to the brim.

“You’re filling me up.” She moans. “So warm inside me.” Kristie moans.

We both moan as Kristie slowly moves back and forth on my cock helping us ride out our highs collecting the last of my load in her pussy.

We both moan as my cum leaks and oozes out of her and onto the sheets as she continues to move back and forth on my cock slowly.

“That’s it, give it all to me.” Kristie moans.

I moan as the last of my cum unloads in her pussy. Kristie moans, she smiles and kisses me deeply. I smile against her lips and kiss back. We both moan as Kristie slowly gets up.

My cock falls limp, cum immediately oozes out of her and oozes onto the sheets. I giggle as Kristie moans and rubs her clit admiring the sticky mess I left behind in her pussy.

Kristie smiles and kisses me. I smile and kiss back. I bite my lip as Kristie lays me back on the bed. I lean my head back against the pillow behind me. Kristie smiles, she moves her leg over my hips on the bed her other leg still on the ground.

Kristie places her hands behind her on my legs for better support. “Mm put it in baby.” Kristie cutely pleads.

I smile, I stroke my cock and slowly push my tip in. We both moan as Kristie slowly sinks down on my length taking my cock deep inside her. I bite my lip and place my hands on her ass.

We both moan as Kristie slowly slides up and down on my cock. Kristie moans and grips my thighs a bit more tightly.

“Mm fuck your so tight and wet.” I moan in pleasure.

Kristie giggles and moans. “Mm fuck so big.” She moans. “I can’t stop moving my hips.”

Her skin slaps against mine as ours and the other girls moans fill the room. I moan and squeeze her ass a bit. Kristie moans and slides up and down on my cock faster.

“F-Fuck.” I moan in pleasure.

Kristie moans and throws her head back. “Mm f-fuck it feels so good.” Kristie cries out in pleasure.

“Mm you like that baby? Daddy deep inside you stretching you out?” I ask.

Kristie moans and slides up and down on my cock faster and faster. “Mm fuck…yes I love it. I love you stretching me out.” Kristie moans.

I moan loudly in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer to cumming.

“Mm fuck Kris baby... Ugh s-slow down I’m gonna cum.” I moan in pleasure.

Kristie giggles and moans. “Cum in me daddy.” Kris moans.

I moan and watch Kristie as she continues to slide up and down on my cock.

“You close baby? You gonna bust your load deep inside my pussy.” Kris asks seductively.

I moan and nod. “I’m gonna fill you up.” I moan in pleasure. I moan as my balls tighten.

Creampie #3:

Kristie moans and cums all over my dick. I can’t take it anymore, Kristie slams her ass down on my dick. Cum oozes and spurts out of my dick and fills up Kristie entrance filling her up to the brim.

“Mm you’re filling me up to the brim.” Kristie moans. “Fuck it’s so warm and thick.” She moans.

We both moan as she slowly slides up and down on my cock helping us ride out our highs. Kristie moans and slowly slides off my cock.

Cum began to leak out of her pussy and drip onto my lap, abs and onto the sheets. I smile and rub her clit as I admire the sticky mess I left behind in her pussy.

Kristie cutely giggles and moans as I do this. “Mm fuck that felt so good.” Kris moans.

I smirk, I scoop up whatever cum I could and rub it against her pussy and on her clit. Kris moans and bites her lip.

“Mm so good.” I smile and kiss her. Kristie smiles and kisses back.

I smirk and squeeze and spank her ass. Kristie giggles and moans as I do this. “Get on all fours baby.”

Kristie smirks, she moves to the middle of the bed and gets on all fours. Kristie giggles and shakes her ass.

I bite my lip, and check out her ass as she shakes it. I smirk, I get up and get behind her. I slap her ass, Kristie moans and jumps as I slap her ass.

"Fuck daddy I love when you spank me." Kristie moans.

She moans as I slap her ass again. I smirk and rub my dick through her cum filled pussy.

"Such a good slut." I moan as I slide my dick back inside her cum filled pussy.

We both moan, I place my hand on her hip. I grab her hair with my other hand I wrap her hair around my hand. I slowly thrust in and out of her as I pull her hair.

"Fuck....fuck....fuck." Kristie squeaks out with each thrust.

"Like that baby? Daddy's dick deep inside you stretching you out?" I ask teasing her.

Kris moans and nods. "Fuck yes, I love your dick deep inside me stretching me out."

Kristie moans and throws her ass back against me as I continue to fuck her cum filled pussy faster and faster as I pull her hair.

I pull her close to me. We both moan as this causes my dick to go a bit deeper inside her. Shit this is so good I'm balls deep inside her.

"Shit I don't think I'll last long babe.

Ugh your grip is amazing." I moan loudly in pleasure.

Kristie giggles and moans throwing her ass against me sliding back and forth on my dick faster helping me out.

"I guess I should help you out and make you cum deep inside me huh?" Kristie moans.

I moan loudly as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. Fuck her pussy was tight and warm and felt like heaven.

"Mmm I'm close." I moan.

"Ugh shit....me too." Kris moans.

I moan loudly my balls slapping against her skin as our moans fill the room. I moan loudly in plans her walls clench around my dick.

Kristie throws her ass back against me as she slides back and forth on my dick faster and faster. Fuck shes really gonna make me cum.

"Ahh Kris baby I'm close." I moan in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer.

Kris moans and goes faster and harder. I moan in pleasure as I feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming.

Kristie screams in pleasure and squirts again. Kris squirts all over my dick, and on the bed sheets.

"Baby, I'm really close." I moan.

I feel that all to familiar feeling in my balls as Kristie goes faster and faster.

Creampie #4:

I can't take it anymore, I bust my load deep inside her. Kristie moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as I shoot ropes of thick sticky cum deep inside her painting her walls white.

"Fuck I feel so full." Kristie moans.

I smirk, I help Kristie ride out her high. Once we both come down from our highs, I slowly pull out of her. Cum oozes out of her and glazes her folds and drips down her thighs and onto the bed.

I slap her ass again. Kristie moans as I slap her ass, I lean down and kisses her ass. Kristie giggle and moans as I kiss her ass and lick my cum off her folds.

“Mm fuck.” Kristie moans.

I giggle and spank and squeeze her ass again. “Mm so fit and thick.”

Kristie smiles and faces me. She grabs my hand and helps me off the bed. “2 more rounds daddy.”

I giggle and nod. “Okay baby.”

Kristie sits me in the chair Kristie turns her back to me, she grabs my dick and helps guide my tip in and then slowly sinks down on my dick.

I moan once I'm back in her cum filled pussy. Kristie moans in pleasure as she takes me back deep inside her. Kristie moans as she takes me deep inside her.

"Fuck. You're really deep in there." Kris moans.

I moan in pleasure and place my hands on her hips as she slowly slides up and down on my dick.

Kristie moans and slides up and down on my dick a bit faster than before.

Her skin slaps against mine as our moans fill the room.

“Mmmm fuck, feels so good." Kristie moans.

I moan and help her slide up and down on my dick as she goes faster and faster. I moan and lean forward and kiss her neck, and back as she continues to ride me.

"Mmm fuck, right there Kristie." I moan in pleasure.

Kristie moans and goes faster and faster her skin slaps against mine as our moans fill the room. Fuck I don't think I can last much longer.

The urge to cum was getting stronger. “Ugh fuck, your grip is so good.” I cry out in pleasure.

"Don't pull out, cum inside me." Kristie moans. “F-Fuck." Kristie moans loudly in pleasure.

"Like that baby? Daddy's dick deep inside you stretching you out." I tease her as she moves her hips back and forth fast and hard.

"Fuck yes, daddy I love it so much."

Kristie moans out in pleasure.

"Mmm fuck, K-Kristie baby I'm close." I moan In pleasure.

"Fuck I'm close daddy, I'm gonna cum." Kristie moans.

"Me too." I moan.

"Yes daddy, pump me full of your cum." Kristie moans.

I moan in pleasure as I feel that all too familiar feeling in my balls. Kristie moans in pleasure. After 2 more minutes I feel my balls tighten.

Creampie #5:

Kristie moans in pleasure and slams her ass down. I can't take it anymore, and bust my load deep inside her.

Kristie moan and cums all over my dick, we both moan as I shoot ropes of thick sticky cum deep inside her and paint her walls white.

I help Kristie slide up and down on my dick slowly helping her ride out her high. Once me and Kristie come down from our highs, she slowly gets up sliding off my dick.

Thick cum glazes her folds. Cum immediately pours out of her, cum drips onto my lip, my dick and on the ground, some goes on my abs.

Kristie moans and sits on my lap and leans back against me. She moans as my cum continues to drip and slowly ooze out of her.

“Mm fuck.” She moans.

I giggle, I kiss her neck and wrap my arms around her and hold her close to me.

“I’m sorry Y/n. I’m sorry for everything.” Kristie says sadly looking back at me.

I nod, I kiss her neck and shoulder. “I know baby. I’m sorry too.”

I lean in and kiss her deeply. I break the kiss and rest my head against hers.

“Mm one more round.” Kristie says.

I giggle. “One more and then I’m done I’m all tapped out.”

Kristie giggles. I move Kristie and get up. I lay on the bed, Kristie joins me on the bed I lay her on top of me her back to my tits.

I spread her legs with mine. I smirk as she's now in reverse cowgirl. Kristie moans and shudders as I rub her clit with my dick. "Mmm fuck." She moans.

I smirk as her legs shake and buckle in pleasure as I do this.

“Put it back in. Put it back in daddy." Kristie cutely begs.

"Mmm yeah slut? You want daddy's dick back inside you?" I ask, teasing her.

"Mmm fuck please daddy, Ive been such a good girl. I'm such a slut for your dick and cum. Please, I want more." Kristie says.

I smirk and grant her wish. I slide my dick back inside her, Kristie moans as she takes my 11 inches back deep inside her. I moan as her walls immediately clench around me.

Kristie moans and leans back against me as my dick is back inside her cum filled pussy. I place my hands on her hips, I spread her legs a bit more with mine and slowly thrust up into her pussy.

"Mmm fuck, right there. Ugh just like that." Kristie moans.

I moan in pleasure and thrust up into her faster. My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room, fuck her pussy felt so good. She had an amazing grip, her pussy felt like heaven. Mmm so Wet and warm.

"Fuck baby you're so tight and warm." I moan.

I thrust up into her faster and harder. Kristie screams in pleasure and grips the sheets, I make her look at me and make out with her. We both moan in the kiss as I continue to bottom out in her pussy.

We break the kiss, we rest our heads against each other's. "Feels so good, you're not pulling out babe, you're not pulling out until you cum in me."

I smirk. "Yeah slut? You want more, such a naughty girl."

We both moan as I thrust up into her pussy faster and harder. "Fuck, I'm gonna squirt!" Kristie screams in pleasure.

I smirk, I slap and tease her clit. Kristie moans and shudders as I do this, Kristie moans loudly in pleasure and squirts. I smirk as I feel some of her juices go on my thigh. She squirts on the blankets and sheets.

We both moan, I continue to thrust up into her faster and harder. I moan as I feel myself getting closer to cumming. "Kristie baby I'm close." I moan.

"Me too. Don't stop, don't stop." Kristie moans.

My balls slap against her skin as our moans fill the room. I rub her clit with my thumb at a fast pace. My breathing gets heavier letting Kristie know that I was close to cumming.

"Yes cum in me, cum in me." Kristie moans.

I moan loudly In pleasure as I feel that all too familiar feeling in my balls.

Creampie #6:

I can't take it anymore, I thrust up into her and bust my load deep inside her. Kristie moans and cums all over my dick. We both moan as cum oozes and spurts inside her painting her walls white.

I slowly thrust up into Kristie . I helped Kristie ride out her high. I slowly thrust up into her as the last of my cum oozes and spurts inside her.

I moan and slowly pull out of her, my dick falls limp. Cum immediately pours out of her. Cum coats her folds and drips onto the blankets and sheets.

I smile and kiss her. Kristie smiles against my lips and kisses back. I break the kiss, Kristie smiles and cuddles with me. I pull the covers over us.

I kiss her head and hold her close to me. I smile as Kristie falls asleep, I hear the door unlock. Leah, Tobin and Christen walk in.

I hold my finger up to my lips. Their eyes widen and they smirk. “Oh my god you guys fucked?” Tobin asks.

I smile and nod. “We did the tasks.” I look down at the sleeping blonde girl. “We worked through it. We’re all good, just leave us here for the night.” I say.

They quietly giggle and leave the room. Leah smirks, she winks at me. I smile and give her a thumbs up.

Leah leaves the room. I flip off the lap, I hold Kristie close to me and drift off letting sleep take over.

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iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin · 2 days ago

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doctor! doctor! ♡ seok matthew, lpn ♡ the nurseـــــــــﮩ٨ـ

⋆˙⟡ zb1 doctor smut series masterlist! all parts also linked here: nurse!matthew, doctor!jiwoong/med student!gunwook, allergist!taerae, radiology tech!gyuvin/cardiologist!ricky, anesthesiologist!hao/surgeon!hanbin

⋆˙⟡ wc: 1.5k (gonna try to keep these short, but we know me...)

⋆˙⟡ reader: gn afab (no pronouns used to refer to reader)

⋆˙⟡ series summary: eight medical professionals. a sudden illness that gets progressively worse. can reader survive the l-o-v-emergency?

⋆˙⟡ the nurse summary: the male nurse at your new doctor's office is a total asshole. but he's really hot. and so are you, after what was supposed to be a routine physical takes a couple unexpected turns.

⋆˙⟡ warnings: explicit smut. 18+. minors do not interact. please read specific warnings under the cut! angst. lighttt dub-con. matt is a total meanie. little less by the end. explicit mean comments about reader's weight but it's only because he's literally an asshole. smut is fairly light-ish, but we're just getting started so let's let it simmer for now.

⋆˙⟡ l-o-v-emergency scale: ★☆☆☆☆ (1)

GUYS HEY! I'M ALIVE! who's glad? not me. anyway, i've been working in a medical setting for over 2 months now and this series was birthed bc i couldn't stop thinking about how matthew would look in a good set of athletic (specifically magenta) scrubs. okay, hopefully i don't abandon this project!! ily. always. don't forget. <3

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EXPLICIT SMUT 18+ WARNINGS: fingering/heavy petting (reader receiving), dub-con kind of sort of idk better safe than sorry, matt is very mean, inappropriate use of medical equipment (?), yeah i think that's good for now.

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it’s a regular monday morning. nothing out of the ordinary at all. though it’s a bit chilly outside, the sun is shining on this lovely february day.

you’re at the doctor’s office, sitting in the waiting room for your annual physical. your primary care physician had retired at the end of last year, so you’d scheduled your first appointment with a doctor at a completely new practice. they were so new, in fact, that they didn’t really have any google reviews yet except for one that just said: went above and beyond.

and they also accept your insurance, so there’s that.

though it’s late in the year for it, you’re also hoping to get a flu shot after about eight different strains of influenza ravaged your workplace this week. but you feel very healthy. you actually feel great.

usually you’re called in a bit faster for an appointment, but today it takes about ten minutes before the door to the medical entrance finally bursts open. it slams against the wall, startling both you and the elderly woman sitting a few seats away from you.

“ah, shit, sorry,” a voice mumbles and your eyes follow to put a face to it. standing in front of you is an incredibly attractive male nurse who squints at his clipboard. “uh… (y/n)?”

you stand up quickly, putting your phone in your coat pocket and walking up to the nurse. up close, you can see his name tag says: matthew.

“sick,” matthew says quietly, pointing down the hall to a scale. “we’re gonna head over there.”

you walk with him to the scale, jumping again when the door to the waiting room slams loudly.

“ah, shit. sorry,” he says again. you step on the scale, only to hear snickering next to you a moment later.

“uh… is something funny?” you ask with a frown.

“maybe take the coat off,” matthew suggests with a smirk. “we’re wanting a weight good for humans, not for whales.”

your eyes widen in shock. not really sure how to respond, you simply take your coat off and place it on the chair next to you. matthew leans over your shoulder, encroaching a little too liberally on your personal space bubble, and huffs confusedly.

“huh. i really thought that’d help more,” he says, jotting your (extremely normal) weight down onto his clipboard and shrugging. “anyway, we’re gonna be in room 3, on your left here.”

was he being purposefully rude or was he just painfully oblivious? a little more irritated than you had expected to be during this visit, you follow your nurse into the exam room and take a seat on the exam table.

“whoah, there,” he says with a laugh as he sits down on a stool beside the medical counter. “careful not to break the table after that weigh-in.”

you’re about to ask him what his problem is when matthew suddenly rolls up the already short sleeves on his magenta scrub top, revealing big, toned biceps underneath. goddamn, he was gorgeous.

but it didn’t give him a right to make comments about your body.

“wh—… why do you keep—…” you nervously start to confront him before he interrupts.

“just gonna get a reading on the pulse oximeter,” matthew announces, grabbing your hand from your lap and sticking the device on the tip of your index finger. “cool nails.”

“thanks,” you find yourself replying quietly. you don’t think you’ve ever met a nurse who lacked bedside manner this badly.

“i’ve been giving you a hard time, but you’re sorta hot actually,” he says, matter-of-factly as he snatches your hand again suddenly to check the oximeter. his bluntness and close proximity causes your heart to involuntarily race, and he bites his lip in a conceited grin as he reads the numbers on the device. “100 bpm… something getting you excited?”

you should stand up and walk out the door right now. report him to the reception desk. you figured there had to be some setbacks to a completely new, unreviewed practice, but this was beyond acceptable. no one should be allowed to behave so unprofessionally in a medical setting.

you look him directly in the eyes. about to rip him a new one.

but holy fuck, this absolute dickhead is hot. your brain starts to feel a bit foggy just looking at him.

“are you sure you’re feeling okay today?” matthew asks, removing the oximeter and placing it on the counter. he takes a thermometer out of the pocket of his scrub top and walks over to you— casually situating himself in the gap you’d left between your legs. “i’m gonna take your temperature just in case.”

he holds the thermometer in front of your forehead for a moment, the device buzzing when it has a reading. “hm. all good here. i’m just gonna check one more spot to make sure.”

before you can ask what that means, he moves the thermometer between your legs— pressing it over your clothed core. it buzzes against your clit and you’re unable to suppress a whimper in your shock.

matthew licks his top lip as he drinks in the sound, removing the thermometer and reading the temperature. he clicks his tongue sadly. “just what i thought. you’re burning up, baby.”

“this—… this is—….” you make one last (very weak) attempt to protest this nonsense. “i mean, you really shouldn’t be—…”

“shouldn’t be what?” he asks, fingers now taking the place of the thermometer on your clothed heat. as he massages you gently, you inhale sharply at how nice his touch feels. “doing my job? i’m just getting you ready for the doctor, baby. that’s all.”

you don’t have a clue as to what that’s supposed to mean. and you’re starting to forget why you care as he hooks his fingers around your waistband. reflexively, you lift your hips for him and he pulls down your pants— discarding them on the chair next to the exam table and leaving you in just your panties on the medical paper lining.

matthew pushes them aside with his thumb before prodding at your entrance with his middle finger. “just a small pinch,” he warns as he slips it inside.

you inhale sharply as the full length of his digit fills you. he smirks again, making use of his thumb against your clit as he starts to fuck you with his finger. you begin to whine as a steady pressure forms below your stomach.

“how’s that, hm? feel good?” you nod, growing more desperate for your release. matthew laughs as he pushes another finger inside of you. you can’t help but moan, hand finding its way to grip at the neck of his scrub top. “listen to that. doc’s gonna love you. you could still stand to lose a few pounds though, not gonna lie.”

you hate this guy. you must’ve had a psychotic break at some point between the waiting room and this exam table. but something’s come over you— something almost feverish— and the desire to complain just keeps getting smaller.

“please,” you beg emphatically, fingers of your free hand wrapping around the edge of the exam table as your climax threatens to spill over. “just shut the fuck up and make me cum.”

“fuck,” he breathes, the tips of his fingers curling up into the spongey spot in your upper wall with even more vigor. “okay. okay, yeah. just don’t tell the doctor i let you cum. got it?”

“y-yeah,” you agree half-heartedly— still unsure as to what the doctor has to do with this mean, hot nurse committing a crazy hr violation on you. but you just need release. so you humor him. “whatever.”

matthew presses his thumb hard against your clit and that’s all it takes— your orgasm washing over you as you feel your juices slip down your inner thighs. “fuck, that’s hot. makes me wish i got to finish ‘em off more often.”

more often? a post-climax clarity begins to set in as you wonder what on earth this guy is talking about. but that clarity only lasts a few moments before you start to shake with a chill you swear is bone-deep.

“get up, i’m gonna clean things up quick,” matthew orders casually, changing the paper liner on the table and throwing you some moist towelettes as you stagger off your perch. “clean yourself off good, ‘kay? i really don’t wanna get in trouble for—… hey, are you okay?”

your hands are shaking as you wipe your thighs and core clean of any traces, shivering beyond your control. matthew takes the towelettes from you, chucking them in the garbage. he tilts his head at you, concern suddenly palpable in his eyes.

"you—… you don’t look so good,” he says, placing the back of his hand against your forehead. when he pulls it away, you see the skin glisten. are you sweating? but it’s so cold. matthew pulls out his thermometer again, holding it between your eyes until it pulses. he pulls it back, eyes widening as he reads the temperature. “oh shit.”

"what?” you ask, rubbing your hands against your arms to try and generate some warmth. “what’s it say?”

"um. i—… i don’t know what’s going on,” he stammers, suddenly doe-eyed and nervous. it’s the most endearing he’s been thus far. something must be terribly wrong with you. “i think it’s probably just a fluke. maybe the thermometer’s broken. right? there’s no way it could be that high. you’d be dead. i’m—… i’m just gonna go get the doctor. he’ll know what to do! probably.”

“okay,” you reply. not much more you can say, especially with your teeth chattering.

"just, uh, sit back down and… um… rest, i guess. yeah, rest should help,” matthew says, quite clearly panicking. “and i’ll send the doctor in. and just, um, remember not to tell him what i let you do. please. i’d really appreciate that. if it comes up, ya know, just…”

“lie?” you suggest, plopping down onto the exam table as you continue to shiver furiously.

“yeah! exactly. you’ve got it,” he replies, rushing toward the door. “oh and the doctor has a med student interning with him today. is it okay to have him shadow your appointment?”

“sure,” you agree without hesitation. education is one of your core values, after all. even if you suddenly have a life-threatening fever to rival a volcano.

“awesome,” matthew says, throwing open the door. he glances back at you one last time, uneasiness written all over his pretty face. “hang in there.”

the door slams shut. really loudly.

“ah, shit. sorry.”

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leashybebes · 3 days ago

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fic: blue and gold (16/28)

for today's @bucktommyfluffebruary fic i swapped in alternate prompt showering together because they for sure know they're dating by now.

my fill is here and the tumblr version is below for those who prefer to read here. ps, pretty sure this chapter takes the rating to M.

"I am never doing that again," Buck says firmly.

"No?"

"You and Eddie definitely had an unfair advantage."

Tommy's clearly fighting a smirk. "How's that?"

Buck splutters. "Combat training!"

"Ohhh. I thought you were referring to basic hand-eye coordination," Tommy says. "Which, apparently you and Sal were born without."

Buck pouts. "Asshole. Plus, I have paint in places I don't even wanna know about. Somehow."

"Well, someone felt the need to restyle his jumpsuit," Tommy points out.

"Sue me for wanting to look pretty for you," Buck says.

"Are they always like this?" Sal demands from the backseat.

"Literally always," Eddie says heavily.

Buck wants to protest, defend their collective honor, but he'd honestly forgotten the two of them were even there.

"Get outta my truck," Tommy says.

Sal and Eddie do as they're told, stepping out into the parking lot where they left their cars. Buck flips them both the bird as he and Tommy drive away.

"Assholes," Tommy says fondly.

Buck murmurs his agreement and sets his hand on Tommy's thigh.

"Wanna take a shower together when we get back to your place?" Tommy offers. "Scrub off that paint?"

"Uh. Yes," Buck says firmly.

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Paintballing is apparently not his thing, but if it leads here, maybe he could be persuaded, he thinks later as Tommy pulls him closer under the spray of hot water, kissing him eagerly. He runs his hands up the planes of Tommy's back, the slide made smooth by the water and the slick of soap suds. Buck's shower is generously sized but they're both big guys and it's a little cramped before too long. Buck's not complaining though, not by a long shot, not when he can feel Tommy hardening against his hip.

They've long since given up on vaguely romantic notions of gently washing each other's bodies in favor of getting as close as physically possible. Along with the paintball-induced bruising, Buck knows he's going to have stubble burn on the sensitive skin of his throat, a dark smudge in the shape of Tommy's mouth on his shoulder, and if he can swing it later, fingertip marks blooming on his hips. He can't wait.

"God, please," he groans, letting Tommy press him into the tiles. The shock of the cold makes him shudder, but it only heightens the delicious sensation of the heat of Tommy's body against him.

"Yeah?" Tommy kisses him again, his voice low in that way that's always left Buck weak. "What do you want, baby?"

"Anything," Buck says honestly. "Everything. Jesus, just don't stop touching me."

"I promise," Tommy tells him earnestly, and Buck feels briefly like he might cry.

It's nothing, really. A day with their friends that ends like this. It could be any day. But that's the thing. It could be any day, because this is their everyday, now.

"I love you," he gasps out. "Tommy, I love you so much."

They're making it. They're going to make it.

Buck is more sure every single day.

#bucktommy #my writing #bucktommyfluffebruary

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coffeegnomee · 2 days ago

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Forever thinking about how Spoke's betrayal of Parrot had such a smaller negative emotional impact to me than Jumper's betrayal even though both were months long undercover operations culminating in an abuse of the friendship for an ulterior personal motive that caused server-wide implications, mostly for the fact that Spoke's moment was entirely not streamed and revealed only in video while Jumper's had streams, and Spoke's was one piece of the rising action while Jumper's was the final crowning moment of the story.

I remember watching Spoke's reveal in his (original) video and being flabbergasted that the wormhole literally was barely a glitch and entirely hinged upon the social manipulation of an admin to the point where if Spoke didn't manipulate Parrot the wormhole just literally was not a problem or issue and did absolutely nothing (esp since Spoke never talked about the fly hacking lol). And I was shocked at the level of betrayal and the brutality of that moment, leveraging years of friendship for his own gain. It was devastating, it was monumental, it made me pause the video and just Think for a bit at how messed up it was.

But the video carried on and I already knew (and loved) the ending of the wormhole; the massive event, Planet loosing by 10 seconds, the server coming to an end through several awkward speeches.

The betrayal was just one blip in the larger story, you know?

Whereas Jumper's betrayal came completely out of the blue. Moments before she was celebrating with the team, moments before lamenting over loosing, and suddenly she reveals she leaked all the plans and made sure they lost and never cared about the team. She worked her butt off that final week to not be suspicious at all.

Honestly, it probably felt as bad as Parrot on the day Spoke betrayed him. And it felt really bad.

And then the arc was over, the server moved on, everyone else forgot about the betrayal and wanted to talk about new beef and new ideas, not rehash why Jumper didn't care about the team and why she betrayed.

There wasn't a catharsis of getting revenge (like parrot fighting back against wormhole), and to add insult to injury there was *Lifesteal Sunday*. Kick them while they're already down.

And yet. In the end, the story as a whole included a catharsis. 48 hours of hunting Jumper down and killing all her teammates. One by one until she was the only one left. And then getting her too (well, close enough ig). If you were to write a parallel video to s5 like the wormhole video, Jumper's betray suddenly is in the middle and the entire second half is filled with three plots to get her killed, trying again and again, getting Minute's team to betray him, etc etc. culminating in their victory.

You could easily minimize the pain of the betrayal by focusing on the revenge and waiting to talk about it in the video; if they waited to explain everything just for the youtube audience; if lifesteal wasn't streamed (i gasp).

What I'm trying to say is the difference is in how much was streamed. Which fascinates me because I have always wondered the affect of watching a season after it's over (and being able to watch everything without breaks and not having to live with the days of no streams wondering what will happen next, and too an extent knowing what happens) vs watching a season live. How it feels to watch the story unfold in both scenarios.

And I'm starting to think that that isn't what matters (ok it is still part of it), it's the access to the information in general. Everyone Jumper affected streamed all the time (zam and mapicc and then ro), both leading up to the betrayal, after, and up until the end. We got a constant look into the thoughts and emotions and affect of her actions.

Whereas Spoke didn't stream. Parrot didn't stream. The entire betrayal happened outside the eyes of those who did stream (eclipse and planet and bacon), all the emotional affect of the betrayal was only shown in the video, and there have been enough articles about that video already on how it conveniently leaves out so much.

S4 was marked by there being a simultaneous public plot being shown on the streams, and a completely hidden private plot between havoc duo that nevertheless had vast server implications with the wormhole as an event and parrot taking 3ht under his wing.

Which, because everything goes back to eclipse, also makes me wonder the affect this concept of streaming had on how everything happened with Vitalasy - him being in the center of the public plot much like Jumper was in the center of her public plot, whereas Spoke got off scott clean by not being in the center. So many layers that I'm not smart enough to get into.

In one way you could parallel Jumper's betrayal to Zam's betrayal. Both were on a team for months, both vocally loved the team, and both one day decided to leave the team in a devastating moment of betrayal and murder. From not-their-own-pov it was the same.

But because we do have Zam's streamed pov, you can watch how his betrayal was a slow process of realizing he couldn't stand what the team stood for but was desperately trying to stick with it anyway because he really really wanted to make it work and he only decided to actually pull the trigger the night before he actually pulled the trigger.

And because we do have Vi's and Subz' pov we have their thoughts and the affects Zam's sudden betrayal had on them and how devastating it was. How they also didn't see it coming bc omg he was on board two days ago. How it easily felt like if he knew he couldn't be part of the team he should have just said so a month ago instead of lying to them. Causing all that pain.

Eclipse, for me, feels so much more like an epic tragedy, both sides in the wrong, both sides in the right, both sides loving each other, and both sides being unable to be together. etc etc. it's a long and complex plot streamed from both sides with so much going on that to this day we still talk about it.

And so, Jumper is caught in a strange situation. Unable to stream her thoughts at all because she must hide her betrayal or it gets leaked. And needing to have streamed her thoughts to give her side of the tale in that particular way that live-streamed content gives, because the other side was giving their side of the story.

It's so... It makes it even more sad. And even more unique. It's own plot that bears strong emotions. It earns its title of worst lifesteal betrayal because of its situation, because it was both seen on stream and not seen on stream. It merits the devastation, that acclaim of best betrayal. at least, imo. Which is just fascinating.

#i'll never get over the concept that how you watch lifesteal influences how you view lifesteal #if you pick a streamer or just watch videos or even like keeping up with liveblogs #and how lifesteal itself will limit how you can watch lifesteal and therefore how you can view it #and how even with all this we each have our own reactions to situations based on a million little things both from what #we watch and from our own history not to mention just like what we find interesting overall on a very general sense #like its so interesting #i wish i could pick each of your brains for how you think about the server but i know trying to articulate thoughts isn't #everyone's idea of a fun sunday afternoon #so instead you just get my yaps #gnome rambles

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satoruswifeyyyy · 2 days ago

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lover, you should've come over (r. zoro x fem!reader)

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chapter four: apocalypse

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zoro stood in front of your door, staring at it like it was his worst enemy.

it might as well have been.

his hands clenched into fists before he raised one and knocked.

no response.

he knocked again. harder.

nothing.

“tch.” his jaw tightened. “y/n, open up.”

silence.

zoro’s chest tightened. he hated this.

“oi.” his voice was more gruff than usual, but there was a slight waver beneath it. “stop being a damn brat and open the door.”

still, nothing.

the silence was suffocating.

the crew stood in the distance, watching, waiting. their usual rowdiness was gone—replaced with an unusual stillness.

zoro exhaled sharply. he ran a hand down his face.

and then, knowing she wouldn’t open the door, he leaned against it.

and started talking.

“…i fucked up,” he admitted, voice low. “i thought… i dunno. i thought you didn’t love me anymore.”

his fingers clenched.

“i felt like… we weren’t the same. we weren’t us anymore.” his voice wavered. “and i thought if i ended it first… maybe it’d hurt less.”

a bitter chuckle.

“guess i was wrong.”

silence.

“i’m not good with words,” zoro muttered. “hell, i’m not good with… any of this.” he exhaled. “but I know i don’t wanna lose you.”

his head thudded lightly against the door.

“i'm sorry, y/n."

zoro stood there for what felt like hours.

waiting.

hoping.

…but the door never opened.

his heart clenched.

his fingers curled into fists.

and for the first time in a long, long time…

roronoa zoro felt defeated.

without another word, he turned and walked away—leaving behind the woman he still loved… and the door that would not open.

three days. it had been three days since zoro knocked at your door and was left hopeless. you, still, hadn't come out of your damn room.

at first, the crew had tried to respect your space.

then, they got worried.

“y/n?” nami knocked gently on the door. no answer.

chopper left food outside your door. it remained untouched.

sanji, for once, put aside his flirty demeanour. “come on, y/n-san! You have to eat something!” but nothing.

even luffy—who usually let people deal with things on their own—looked unusually serious. “y/n…” he knocked again. “come out.”

no reply.

zoro sat on the deck, arms crossed, eyes closed.

he hadn’t trained in two days. Hadn’t slept properly. Hadn’t eaten much either.

he still moved around the ship, but his mind was not with them. he barely spoke. he barely reacted to anything.

and everyone knew why.

“adamn moss-head,” sanji muttered, lighting a cigarette. “you really messed up.”

zoro didn’t even argue back.

that's how bad it was.

the crew was worried about both of them.

and then—

the door finally creaked open.

everyone turned at once.

and the sight that greeted them shocked them.

you stood there, looking like a ghost.

pale skin. sunken (your eye colour) eyes with dark circles.

disheveled (your hair colour) hair that looked like you hadn’t brushed it in days.

your clothes hung a little looser, indicating weight loss.

you looked exhausted.

but the worst part?

you smiled.

a weak, fake, broken smile.

“morning,” you greeted, your voice hoarse from days of not speaking.

the crew stared at you, utterly speechless.

“…y/n.” chopper’s voice was small, worried. “are you okay?”

“of course.” you waved a hand, trying to sound nonchalant. “why wouldn’t i be?”

luffy frowned. that was unusual.

“…you haven’t eaten,” robin pointed out, observant as always.

you chuckled softly. “not that hungry.”

zoro, who had been silent all this time, finally stood up.

his sharp eyes locked onto yours.

you looked at him. expression unreadable.

and then…

you turned away.

and walked past him like he was nothing.

like he wasn’t even there.

zoro’s chest tightened.

he opened his mouth—then closed it.

the crew exchanged glances.

“…well,” franky muttered. “this is gonna be rough.”

a/n: DRAMA LOADS OF CLICHE DRAMA‼️

#anime #one piece x reader #one piece angst #one piece series #one piece live action #roronoa zoro x reader #roronoa zoro angst #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #nami #usopp #vinsmoke sanji #tony tony chopper #nico robin #franky #brook #jinbe #the strawhats #trending

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boxturret · 17 hours ago

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Bionicle 2: Mysteries of Metru Nui

There are many, many parts of B2 that don't really stand up to scrutiny, but one of the most odd was Vakama's reaction to one of his earlier visions. Its at 14 minutes in if this video also at some point gets scrubbed from the internet in the ongoing censorship campaign.

UPDATE: The youtube upload of TLOMN that was referenced here has seemingly been removed since this post was written.

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Vakama says that "[He] saw it, Metru-Nui was destroyed!" but even as a child I was confused by this statement, as the images shown in the vison the city looked fine, just a bit....purple.

There have long been rumors that this was a hasty, last minute edit, that originally the destruction was more explicitly depicted.

Someone that claims to have in their possession the movie contacted me recently about their experience trying to release it.

I don't know how I got my hands on the DVD, its just been something I had around all my childhood. I don't know if someone my family knew were affiliated with Bionicle, or Creative Capers, if I had known I would have bragged about it constantly LOL. So for my childhood this WAS Legends of Metru Nui for me, it wasn't until adulthood, and me getting back in to the Bionicle fan communities during COVID that I came across the version uploaded youtube and Biomedia Project. [...] So when I had the chance to go back to my parents a few months later I was able to dig out the old DVD I watched back then and ripped it. So as a joke, last BIO Day I thought I'd upload the movie in full to see if anyone would notice the change. [...] Then a few months ago I get an email from youtube that the video was copyright claimed by Lego and it had been taken down, I was really shocked.

He was kind enough to send me a copy of the email, and its genuine.

His youtube account was heavily penalised, and as the account has a lot of important things uploaded to it he didn't wish to risk it by trying again.

He sent me a phone video of the scene in question as proof.

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As you can see, instead of simply being covered in a purple fog, the coliseum itself is exploding and collapsing.

The quality is poor, and the audio nearly impossible to make out, but if you compare it to the released version, the explosion might even still be in the final sound mix, just obfuscated to be the sound of a thunder clap.

Now, why was this hasty edit made? Most theories point to 9/11.

The September 11th terrorist attacks on the World Trade center in 2001 was very shocking and traumatised much of the united states of america. Some things released closer to the time were hastily edited to remove any imagery that might call back to it, for one Metal Gear Solid 2: Sons of Liberty had a whole sequence from the ending where the giant Arsenal Gear crashed though much of Manhattan stopping just short of the Twin Towers cut at the last moment.

Now you may ask, "MGS2 came out in 2001, but B2 was 2004 why was it still censored" but that's simple, 9/11 left deep scars in the us psyche, even 2002's Lord of the Rings the Two Towers was heavily criticised in some circles for the sensational name trying to cash in on the tragedy, even though the book it was based on was nearly 60 years old. So its not outside of the realm of possibility that even in 2004 a piece of children's media featuring such a scene would be deemed in bad taste.

Even today, the long dead Bionicle fan site Bionicle Zone Power reactivates once a year to pay respects to the tragedy.

Now as to why TLG or someone at least posing as them would be so fanatical and judicious about this version of the film being released to the public, that's anyone's guess.

So that is the story of the weird scene in Bionicle 2: The Legend of Metru Nui. If only all of the nonsensical scenes in that film could be so thoroughly explained.

#History #Bionicle the Movie 2 The Legends of Metru-Nui #remember #Bionicle #Youtube

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lillaydee · 19 hours ago

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The Unlucky One Part 14

Joel Miller (No Outbreak AU) / F Reader

When it comes to love, Lady Luck seems to have lost your address. After being left at the altar without so much of an explanation, you decided love is no longer something you are interested in. Not even meeting an unlucky-in-love-himself Mr. Grump could change your mind.

Right?

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WARNINGS: Protective Joel (The Last of Us), Good Parent Joel (The Last of Us), Soft Joel (The Last of Us), Joel is Bad at Feelings (The Last of Us), Joel Needs a Hug (The Last of Us), Hurt Joel (The Last of Us), Grumpy Joel (The Last of Us), Jealousy, Fluff and Angst, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Idiots in Love, unlucky in love, Child Abandonment, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Alternate Universe - No Cordyceps Outbreak (The Last of Us)

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Part 13

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Joel was running out of ways to seethe without anyone noticing.

This guy never left. He popped back into your life and freaking stayed. Every single free day he had he would be here. Ellie and Sarah had started asking for hot chocolate in the guy’s absence. When he made some for them, they cringed, no, not like this, we want the ones like those Uncle Eric makes. So Joel gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, taking chocolate chips and marshmallows to add to them, but no, it’s too cold now. The chips and Mellows won’t melt.

So now, not only did this guy charm his way back into your heart, but he also did so with his daughter and Ellie, leaving him with an ever growing gut as a bonus from finishing all the now-cold hot chocolates, which they always leave to cool before consumption anyway.

As if that wasn’t enough, Tommy liked this dude. His Mama loved him. Ethan loved him. Tess had taken to befriending him at the hospital, word was, she had introduced him to her group of nursing friends, and they all had lunch every day, and of course, they all loved him.

And your dads.

Your dads.

Your dads hugged him so tightly when they came back into town the man could hardly breathe. Welcome back Son. So good to have you back.

Son.

Son? Really?

As if that was not enough, they offered him a room at their new house. Frank had stopped by to send him something once and was shocked at the state of the room he was renting. To be fair, he did decline, saying that he was planning on looking for a better place soon, now that his life was back on track, and he was starting to make good money. But no, Bill and Frank wouldn’t hear it. So they set a room for him in their house, right next to the room for Ellie and Sarah.

Wonderful. Just perfect. This was just perfect. How could it be more perfect, you ask?

Joel Miller was now in Eric’s new room, assembling furniture for the guy. And the man himself was helping, asking questions on how to do such things himself so he could earn his keep for the time he was going to spend there. Your dads refused to take rent from him, maybe Joel could teach him to fix a few simple things?

And what’s more perfect? He fucking liked this guy!

What’s not to like? He’s nice, funny, a great listener, a great conversationalist, so eager to learn, more than willing to help. It’s as if he was a great guy or something. There was also the fact that he went through literal shit that should’ve guaranteed him ending up drunk, drugged up or dead in a ditch somewhere, but no, no, the man persevered, climbed his way out of the fucking rut he was in and emerged victorious, got himself a nursing degree wiping tables and cleaning toilets. The man worked with sick children for crying out loud. He wore stickers on his scrubs! And he? Joel Miller? He ripped things with his hands and hammers shit.

He was definitely not a match for this Eric dude.

He wanted to voice out his unease at this ex-boyfriend who was taken from you so cruelly, really unhappy with the man’s recent but constant presence in your life, but everyone, and he really meant everyone liked him so much Joel couldn’t help but wonder if saying anything would lead to him being ostracized.

And even if they understood his insecurity regarding the man, what exactly was he insecure about? The man didn’t touch you. Never attempted to kiss you or do anything inappropriate with you. Even he felt silly about being so insecure, but he couldn’t help it. He hated the fact that Andrew’s words got to him, ashamed of it, in fact.

His insecurity was affecting his relationship, if that was what it was, with you. He no longer spent the night at your place, sometimes taking Ellie out to the park with Sarah, but not with you. He didn’t hug or kiss you if Eric was present, worried that the was pushing the fact that he could do so in the poor man’s face. Jen flaunted her new men on IG for him to see, and he knew first hand that it was not a great feeling. He would rather not do that to Eric – the man had been through so much after all.

He knew nothing happened between you and Eric those two nights he spent at your place, he believed everything you told him, but he found himself feeling out of place. He had been introduced to your ‘family’, and felt like he belonged, but this guy came in and Joel just felt like these days, Eric was more ‘family’ to all of them, even his own family, than he was. That they would prefer you ending up with him, the perfect guy everyone liked. And that, coupled with his insecurity, was not a good combination.

So he tolerated the man’s constant presence, knowing that in doing so, he was withdrawing from you, little by little, justifying his actions by telling himself he simply wanted to give you and Eric the chance to get to know each other again, silently finishing that sentence to himself – in case the two of them wanted to get back together. He was subtle about it, he was sure. You wouldn’t notice.

**********

You noticed. You definitely noticed. Joel was pulling away from you, although you had no idea why. You asked him, but he denied anything weird, just said he was busy with work. He was around, but not around at the same time. He hadn’t stayed over, kept his hands to himself whenever Eric was around, which was often, these days. He even came over after work, especially if his shifts ended early. Now that he’d moved in with your dads, he stopped by to see Ellie as much as he could.

Nell was nice to him, he told you. He just wanted to be in Ellie’s life, if you didn’t mind. He took her out back and played with her, sitting with her as she learnt to read, basically becoming the babysitter you needed, seeing as you still needed to work. Plus, having him around sort of put an ease in your heart, you would be alone with Ellie otherwise, Ethan going out to meet clients more and more these days now that his leg was all better. Tess helped when she was free, the three of them often spending time together, bonding, making sure Ellie felt she was wanted, that she was safe, that she had family.

But Joel was finding more and more excuses to exclude you from his time with Ellie. Taking her to the park when you had people over, or when you were busy with work rather than when you were free. Movie nights at his place instead of yours, telling you he thought you would be joining them, while not exactly inviting you to do so.

You couldn’t help but wonder if Andrew’s arrival had something to do with it. You didn’t want to bother him with too many questions – after all, you were the one who was reluctant to go into a full blown relationship with him due to all the drama in your life. And all that happenings with Nell and your mother… it would take a really special man to tolerate all that just to be with you. You thought he was such a man, but maybe you were wrong?

Not that you could be angry about it. You couldn’t blame him. What had happened to you, around you, all the revelations these few weeks had been a lot. So if he was hesitant, if he was finally realizing the weight of what it would mean to be dating you, you had to understand. You had to take a step back. You wouldn’t want to date you either.

**********

It was Tommy’s birthday. Instead of a party, he wanted to go for a few drinks with the boys. So Tommy, Joel, Kyle, Ethan, Eric, along with some of the guys from his company went to the usual bar for a few rounds. It’d been a little over a couple of weeks since Andrew’s words first haunted Joel, and he was starting to feel a bit more relaxed and secure around the guy. It really did seem that Eric just wanted to get along with everyone, that he wanted to be in Ellie’s life. Be part of the gang.

He was starting to feel bad about you. He had been pulling back, and truth be told, he missed you. He missed you so badly he had taken to peeking through his window at your bedroom window hoping to see you before bedtime, just so he could go to sleep. You had stopped asking him questions, basically just accepting his excuses for not spending as much time with you with a smile and a nod. And to be honest, your acceptance was starting to scare him. You didn’t even offer to kiss him the last time he saw you. Maybe you caught on to his reluctance when he hesitated that time he dropped Ellie off? Eric was there. So he didn’t kiss you, wanting to spare the guy’s feelings. And now he’s starting to worry that you were pulling back from him. He definitely didn’t want that.

He wanted to fix it. Perhaps take you out on a romantic dinner? Maybe get Tess or Maria or his Mama or even your dads to babysit the girls and take you for a short getaway? It wouldn’t be too soon, he met you during a vacation, after all. Make things right? Finally declare his love for you? Drive the message home, once and for all? Be with you for real?

A soft hand caressing his arm jolted him out of his thought.

“Hi Joel, long time no see! I’ve missed you!” Lucy greeted him, leaning too close to him for his liking, trying to kiss him on the cheek. He pulled back, shocked at how brazen this woman had become. He had never given him the idea that she could do that to him, he had been avoiding her as well as he could, and still, she found it acceptable to get that close to him.

He moved to the next chair over. Lucy pouted. “Come on, Joel, we’re not doing anything wrong. Just one drink. You do owe me one for cancelling on me. At least talk to me before you reject me?”

Joel was about to retort when one of his buddies, Carl, came stumbling to the table, sitting next to Lucy. He began chatting her up, and she hesitantly replied, glancing at Joel, hoping he would save her. The guy didn’t touch her, simply asked who she was. Lucy, clearly not knowing he was an acquaintance of Joels, snuggled up to Joel, telling him she was with him.

“No you’re not. I know his girlfriend. You’re not Aria,” Carl said. Kyle came to the table, asking Joel if he had seen Ethan. He clocked Lucy, and the way she was sitting too close to Joel, clear discomfort on Joel’s face. “Hi, I’m Kyle, you look familiar?”

“I’m Lucy. We met at that picnic you guys had at Aria’s house?”

Kyle nodded, eyes looking at the way she got closer to Joel when he moved away.

“This guy right here,” Carl said, side hugging Kyle, “Is Aria’s best friend. Stand-up guy. Wait, you used to date her, didn’t you?” he slurred.

Kyle didn’t get a chance to respond, the guy started hurling all over the floor. Kyle groaned and took him into the bathroom to help him clean up. Joel took the opportunity to move to the bar, but Lucy must have been born with an extra thick set of skin or something, she simply followed.

“She’s still hanging around her ex? And you’re okay with that?”

Joel shrugged. “They’ve been friends forever.”

“See, that’s not right,” she cooed. “A man like you deserves a woman’s full attention. Aren’t you afraid she would go back to him?”

Joel ignored her.

“Come on, Joel. One drink. Just one. Give me a chance.”

“I told you, Lucy, I’m with someone. I’m not looking to date anyone else.”

“She must not be so serious about you, you know, if she has an ex still in her circle of friends. I’m a woman, I should know. We don’t keep exes around for nothing, you know.”

Joel still ignored her.

“Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you,” she said, finally accepting defeat, taking her purse and leaving.

**********

Joel couldn’t sleep that night. He went out to the balcony facing his backyard for a smoke. He knew he shouldn’t think about it anymore, but Lucy’s words were now piling onto Andrew’s. He hated the feeling, especially since he was just managing to get Andrew’s poison out of his head. Just as he was stubbing the cigarette out, he heard the kitchen door to your house open. You came out, the trash in your hand. He longed to make his presence known, maybe make that cutesy thing people do, wave at each other shyly across the street kind of thing. But he didn’t. He watched you put the trash in the bin, and Eric came out. Eric, Kyle and Ethan decided to just stay over, too drunk to drive home, even if they didn’t live that far away. He heard Eric mumble something about taking the bins out for you, one hand already on the bin, telling you to back inside.

He went inside, the insecurity and jealousy bubbling back up in his chest. God, he hated the fact that it was so easy for him to be affected by these people’s poisons. They both obviously had ulterior motives. Andrew wanted you back, Lucy wanted him. Of course they would say things like that. Doesn’t mean it would happen. You wouldn’t do that to him. He trusted you fully.

But he had given you reason to believe that he wasn’t as committed to this as he initially said he would be. And he knew that. He wanted to slap himself in the face, what the heck was he doing? Why was he torturing himself like this? He should go to you, make things right. Now. Before it’s too late.

He glanced out his window to your room, checking to see if your lights were out. It wasn’t. Okay, that’s good. He’ll go over.

A movement under the window caught his attention. It was dark, but he could clearly see two people standing between your houses, talking in whispers. And he didn’t need the lights to see Eric being one of them, the woman leaning on your wall, Eric looming over her, kissing her.

It was you. Eric was kissing you.

Joel’s heart stopped beating.

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Joel didn’t see you at all for a few days after that. He avoided you at all costs. Even you could see it. He didn’t make eye contact as he walked to his truck when you went out to check your mail. He didn’t come for coffee, he didn’t say hi. He didn’t take Ellie with him to the park, he didn’t even text or call. It was as if you didn’t exist.

You really didn’t know how to respond to him. But you figured, seeing as he had steadily pulled away from you since the thing with Nell and your mother, and then Andrew, that you shouldn’t be too surprised.

He made up his mind. And he decided he was no longer interested.

And there was nothing you could do to stop him. It was his life. And he had every right to live it without your stupid drama.

After those initial few days of pretending you didn’t exist, he reverted to being the friendly neighbour. He smiled when he saw you, but nothing further. He picked up Ellie for park time again, but his texts to you were short, asking if Ellie was available. He sent the girls to your dads’ for a swim, but as far as things with you were, he was a neighbour. Cordial, but no more.

It hurt, but you accepted it.

You were at the grocery store one day, your dads had taken Ellie to the dentist a block away. You were browsing the Chef Boyardee selection when a tiny hand pulled on your skirt.

“Sarah?”

She looked worried. Scared, even. “Aya, help Daddy,” she said, urgency in her voice.

You immediately went after her, the little girl going to the main isle just a few yards away, where Joel was standing still, unmoving, a well-dressed lady you had never met before smiling in front of him. He was frozen, staring at this lady, who was smugly holding her pregnant belly, a handsome model-esque man standing next to her.

You didn’t exactly know what to do, not knowing who these people were, and things with Joel were not exactly going well these few days, but Sarah was looking at you with her pleading eyes, silently begging you to help Daddy.

You got nearer, and you heard this woman coo about how excited she was to meet her baby, not long to go now! The man next to her just stood there, ignoring the woman, eyes on his phone.

“Hey, honey,” you heard yourself say. “They didn’t have the ravioli, you think she would mind… oh, hello!” you chirped, picking Sarah up. “Who’re they, honey?”

Joel seemed to snap out of his stupor, placing his arm around your shoulder. “This is Jen, my ex. This is Aria, my girlfriend.”

Jen’s face snapped, the smug smile she had on disappeared like magic. “My husband, Marco,” she said, a little too loudly, the man’s phone ringing, and he immediately walked away from her to answer, not even bothering to shake your hand.

“Oh, hello. Nice to met you. So, what do you think? The spaghetti or the penne?”

“She won’t eat either, you know that. Let’s just find them elsewhere.”

“Okay!” you said, hoisting Sarah up more steadily in your arms, the little girl clinging to you, facing away from her mother.

Oh shit, this was Sarah’s mother.

“We should go, traffic’s gonna be bad soon,” Joel said, grabbing your hand in his, fingers interlaced. You couldn’t help notice how Jen’s eyes followed his movements. Just as you were stepping away, a polite smile thrown her way, Sarah asked if she could have her ice cream. Joel nodded, taking her from you, telling you he would be right back, giving you a quick kiss on the lips. He’ll meet you at the check-out. You said okay and began pushing the cart.

“You know, you will get bored of him too,” Jen snarked.

“Excuse me?” you asked sweetly, determined not to let this woman win.

“All he does is work. He will leave you wanting.”

“If you say so,” you said, turning to push the cart again. But she took you by the arm.

“He’s clingy, too, never lets you out of his sight. Boring as hell. Wants to stay in all night. And when that little thing was born, all he cared about was her. You just watch, he’ll do it to you too.”

You turned to fully face her, your face scrunched up in confusion. “So, let me get this straight. He’s a hard worker, providing for his family, he’s a loving man who wants to spend time with you, and he’s a good father, those are your points?”

She didn’t respond. You could see her jaws clench tight.

“Well, good thing you left him, then. I hope your new husband is everything you’ve ever wanted, a man who doesn’t work, absent, parties too much and neglects his child! Good luck!” you said, just as Joel rejoined you, placing the ice cream in the cart, his hand quickly placed on the small of your back.

Jen stomped past you out of the store, searching for her husband, who you now saw was smoking across the street, next to some fancy car, still on his phone. She snapped at him, and the man rolled his eyes, unlocking the doors. They zoomed off just as you paid for the groceries.

You walked out together. You took out the ice cream from your cart and handed it to a very happy Sarah. “Well, see you around,” you said awkwardly, and walked away.

“Aria,” he called. You stopped and turned. His face was unreadable, but his mouth opened and closed, before finally saying he’ll Venmo you the money for the ice cream. No need, you said, my treat, and then walked away.

**********

That night, Joel had another sleepless night, as all his nights had been since he saw you and Eric kissing. He didn’t even confront you. He couldn’t. Not without blaming himself for it happening. He pulled away from you, what was he expecting? That you would just wait around for him? This wonderful man just walked back into your life, and like an idiot, he pulled away. He basically drove you into his arms.

But he needed to thank you for today. He had frozen when he ran into Jen, the woman smugly introducing her dashing husband to him, bragging about her happy life, and cooing about her soon to be bundle of joy. He stared at her dumbly as she excitedly went on and on about her new baby. Not once did she even glance at Sarah, or even acknowledged her, when she was standing right there, holding his hand. He couldn’t believe how self-absorbed, how vapid, how mind-numbingly shallow this woman he waited for after she threw him out was. What the fuck was wrong with him that he was so in love with her before?

He heard what you said to Jen, his heart clenching hearing you defend him to his ex, knowing that you were no longer his. But what was he to do? It was his own fault things happened the way it did. He couldn’t even be angry at you. He tried to thank you when you were leaving, but the words didn’t come to him.

He needed to text you, see if you were up for a talk, so he could thank you properly, and maybe apologize to you for pulling away. Perhaps, he would even wish you and Eric well. Perhaps it was time to accept things the way they were and let go. Move on. You’re all adults. You can still be friends.

He went to his window to see if your light was still on again, it was after midnight. He shouldn’t simply call.

That was a mistake.

There you were, once again, pressed up against your side wall between the houses, Eric kissing you passionately, hands roaming all over your body.

Joel threw himself on his bed, shaking his head, his acceptance wavering. He understood not wanting to do that with Ellie in the house, but must you do that in plain view of his window, in his line of sight? He laid on his back, staring at the ceiling, willing himself to sleep, although he knew it might never happen.

An hour went by, he heard Eric drive away and the door closing. He still couldn’t sleep. Another hour passed, and he was still awake, his head beginning to hurt from trying to fall asleep. His phone buzzed, it was you. He ignored it, not really in the mood to talk right now. It buzzed again, he still ignored it, placing the phone under his mattress to not be bothered. He laid back on his back, his head now full of too many things he didn’t want to think about. He stared at the ceiling again.

A light was shone in his window.

What?

The light was blinking furiously. He sat up. It was coming from your window.

Ellie was at your window, a torch light in her tiny hand, her face the definition of fear, mouthing ‘Aya’ at him.

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Part 15

#joel miller x reader #the last of us fanfiction #joel miller #joel miller fanfiction #tlou fanfiction #joel miller x you

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sunmaylight · 2 months ago

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FGO LB 6.5 Traum completed!

So, WHAT DID I JUST READ AT THE END?!

Seriously, that last section is like wtf?

(Spoilers of the final boss fight reaction and final section below)

I was so glad to be able to battle Moriarty with (A)vengeance. Just Charles, Mash, and Jalter without having to use Command Spells or anything. A refreshing feeling after having to use Command Spells and the occasional Saint Quartz to revive my team. Even got to personally punch the final boss after Sherlock freaking died.

But the reveal of this place being Area 51! Of the implications of 100 years of unethical experimentation “for science” on an extraterrestrial being! Of the buildup to the scene that I will have to see with reactions that got me hooked cause of how late and long I’ve been playing to finally show “Subject E” and the small branch

Traum knows how to unleash some “trauma” if you are an American or follow American politics. Especially with the whole President situation

Anyways, can’t wait to see how Lostbelt 7 goes about addressing this end scene before going to the final location where we will square off against Daybit and others!

#sunmay rambles #fgo #fate grand order #sunmay plays fgo #Sunmay plays fate grand order #Lostbelt 6.5 spoilers #Traum (FGO) Spoilers #the shocking ending that really left me shocked #I know Fate series has some psychological horror elements to it #for some reason the end of Traum (FGO) took the cake for me #…FGO does have some psychological horror elements to it. right?

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poolseason · 10 days ago

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i don't want to be left out, so i come here too sometimes.

#lcokwood and co #lockwood & co #anthony lockwood #lucy carlyle #locklyle #the empty grave #ONE OF MY FAVORITE SCENES #we just learn so much about lockwood from such a brief scene and it really sticks with me #it's actually very nice how open he is about his feelings and like. his depression and stuff. despite not trying to say it out loud.#although poor Lucy thought she was going on a date and then got hit with that heavy ass philosophical monologue from her crush #lockwood goes. 'no there's no point in life so i'll just keep on fighting till it ends' and lucy's just left standing there in SHOCK #gagged even #ah this took me SO long but i was really really enjoying rendering this piece #ahh i envisioned a really green palette #though the cemetary doesn't look *entirely* how i pictured it i'm happy w/ this result.

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completeoveranalysis · 9 months ago

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OH HE’S GOING FOR IT.

It would be so satisfying if he pulled this off, even if it was narratively a little premature. BUT STILL, WE’RE ROOTING FOR YOU ON PRINCIPLE KUROGANE GET THAT MAN.

OHHH OHHH THEY’RE GOING HEAD ON. THE DADS ARE RIGHT THERE IN HIS FACE ATTACKING HIM IN PERSON.

I LOVE IT VERY MUCH.

Also? The fact that Fai is using his (mostly offensive) magic defensively to protect Kurogane? And it still kind of takes the shape of an eye? PERFECTION.

The interesting question here is which magic is more powerful; Fai’s already Very Strong Magic levelled up a thousand times through Syaoran's off screen adventures, or ordinary Evil Wolverine?

If Evil Wolverine is still stronger that’s absolutely terrifying.

OH! HIS MAGIC CUTS RIGHT THROUGH FAI’S.

I suppose that’s the answer I was asking for but I DON’T LIKE IT.

#OOF #OOOOF #Me: I dont think this will work #Clamp: it doesn’t work #Me: *Shocked Pikachu face*#Liveblogging the reservoir chronicle #Tsubasa #Vol 214 #Fai #Kurogane #Evil Wolverine #HAVE WE NOT SEEN KUROGANE GET HIT ENOUGH?#DOES HE REALLY NEED TO BE CUT THROUGH AGAIN?#HOW MUCH KUROGANE WILL WE HAVE LEFT BY THE END

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deviousdevilx · 2 days ago

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I'm gonna TRY

Here it goes!

"Terry?"

He knows that voice. Damn it. Terry didn't want anyone to see him in this state, unsteady, upset, unbalanced. Of course the person he wanted to see him the least like this now stood before him.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," he snaps.

He only needed a minute more to collect himself...

Daniel didn't expect to find Terry in the public washrooms, and he certainly didn't expect to find him in this state.

Terry turns away from Daniel and walks over to the sink, choosing to ignore Daniel. Maybe that was a sign for Daniel to leave, leave Terry to handle whatever he was dealing with. It wasn't nerves that's for sure. This was Terry Silver.

Then he recalls their conversation, Johnny saying Terry was sick, and Terry replying it was an understatement. At that moment, Daniel didn't know what to believe. Terry was a liar, a manipulator. Maybe he wasn't lying or exaggerating. Maybe he was really sick.

"You are really sick aren't you?" Daniel asks, breaking the long awkward silence.

He walks over to where Terry stands, he's adjusting his suit in front of the mirror.

"Does it matter?" Terry answers in a hard cold tone.

Daniel opens his mouth but can't find the right words.

This was his enemy, a man who tormented him, then reappeared thirty-five years later and continued terrorizing him. A man a young Daniel had fallen in love with, who broke his heart. A secret he kept well hidden from everyone.

He doubts that even Terry realized the depths of harm in inflicted on Daniel. A deep wound that took ages to heal, only to be ripped back open the moment Terry stepped into the garden. And now he was sick? That could mean a lot of things

It's Terry who continues speaking not letting Daniel answer the question, "If I win today, the victory will be short lived if that's any consolation. I was told I only had a few months to live. So you should know that I will be out of your life for good very soon."

Wait what? Daniel's eyes widen in shock.

"You're terminal?"

"That's right Danny boy," Terry turns away from the mirror, facing Daniel.

He looks thin, wane, defeated. Gone is the smugness, the arrogance. Even that night he showed up the Daniel's home. There was something very off that Daniel could not put words too. Now he understood. Now he believed.

"You should have said so that night."

Terry scoffs, "I told you I don't want or need your sympathy."

"I'm not..."

He wanted Terry gone he did, or he thought he did, but this felt. Too much. Too final. Everyone dies though in the end. Daniel isn't sure how he feels or what he should feel.

"So this tournament, you wanting to win, needing to win, is because this will be it for you, no more chances."

Terry did say as much that night in Daniel's home. Daniel didn't care, or believe the older man, unable to believe him. Not wanting too, and well now he did. There was no way he was lying about this.

"Yes."

Terry is suddenly standing directly in front of Daniel, which forces Daniel to look up.

"I hope it was worth it. All of this," Daniel replies angrily.

The anger is unexpected. This man was dying, and Daniel found himself feeling so angry, so furious!

"It will be once I win."

"And then what? You'll just go away? Die someplace tropical or in one of your mansions? Just gone!"

"Why are you angry Danny boy?"

He doesn't know why, only that's how he feels. Angry.

"It's an easy way out."

Terry looks a bit taken a back.

"I assure you I would rather not die."

"You left me for 35 years, come back into my life with a shitty half-ass apology, and take over the Valley, almost ruin my marriage, and now you're just gonna die? That's not fair! You can't walk back in then leave again!"

Daniel is fuming, and unable to look directly at Terry as he rants, but finally, chest heaving, eyes teary, he glances up. He expects Terry to be some type of pissed off. Instead he finds Terry with tears is his eyes.

"I'm sorry Daniel, for all of it."

"Yeah well me too."

Daniel starts to walk away, but finds his arm pulled back.

"Don't go just yet, please."

Daniel lets himself be stopped.

Terry pulls him closer, "You know, you're the only one I feel worthy to be my adversary, worthy of my attention, I wanted to win you over, but my pride kept getting in the way. My devotion to Kreese, misguided as it was was holding me down. I thought once he was gone, I could find a way to get you on my side, but you took matters into your own hands."

"With good reason," Daniel reminds him.

"I admit you schemes against me, as upsetting to me as they were, were impressive. I liked how I got under your skin. It confirmed to me you still felt something for me. If you had been indifferent, well." He doesn't finish that thought, "that night when you told me you were done, that your surrendered."

Daniel winces thinking about that night, that fight. Terry had been his playful menacing self, then it turned so ugly, so quickly. The fury in Terry's eyes...

"I'm sorry, I lost control. You have no idea how you make me feel do you?"

How he makes Terry feel? Daniel's mind is a whirlwind of emotions, most confusing, some frightening. No, no way.

"How do I make you feel?" Daniel asks anxiously.

"Like I am navigating a stormy sea and I see the blue clear sky in the horizon, and I try to get there but I can't. You are so close but always out of reach and it makes me crazy."

Oh, Daniel swallows, feeling his mouth get very dry.

Daniel wants to say something, but someone opens the bathroom door.

"Sensei Daniel the tournament is gonna start soon!"

It's one of his students.

Daniel looks back up at Terry, who merely smiles sadly down at him.

"We can't keep the kids waiting Mr. LaRusso."

Terry lets go of his arm, and walks away.

Feeling unbalanced, a bit dizzy, Daniel waves the student off who looks a tad concerned catching his sensei with the man who everyone knew was the bad guy.

"Is everything okay?"

"It's fine let's go."

It is far from fine. That can't be the end of their conversation. There was so much still left unsaid.

Daniel can't help but look across the mat, towards Terry who meets his gaze with his own. He looks ashamed, and breaks eye contact to focus on his student.

Focus on the match, ignore Terry, deal with it later, Daniel tells himself.

He wants to throw up, he wants to scream but Robby needs him here, focused.

As he gives Robby a pep talk, he glances over towards Terry, Sensei Wolf, and Axel. Terry is in a very heated argument with his co-sensei who looks very angry. Furious in fact. He can't quite hear what's being said, but Terry pulls the very tall young man aside and whispers something to him.

Oh no. Not again.

"Robby you gotta be careful, they aren't above using dirty tricks and moves to win, understood? He will try something on you, do not let him get his chance got it?"

"Yes sensei."

Looking over towards Terry and Axel, Axel who was looking very tense and apprehensive, looks...relieved? Confused, Daniel looks at Terry hoping the man notices him. He does, and gives Daniel a quick bow.

Sensei Wolf looks unhinged, face contorted in rage.

The fight is so close, Axel getting a point, then Robby. In the end Axel wins, but narrowly.

It was miraculously a clean fight. Even with the win Sensei Wolf stomps over to Terry, saying something to the older man before departing, Terry shakes his head and shrugs.

Robby is pleased with his match, even though he lost.

"You did your best, I'm proud of you," Daniel says, giving the boy a quick hug before his teammates and friends rush him away.

Daniel rallies his team but he knows Miyagi-Do has no chance of defeating the Iron Dragons. Terry will have his final win.

"Mr. LaRusso."

Daniel turns to find Terry behind him.

"Good fight." Daniel says awkwardly.

"I'd like us to have dinner tonight."

Daniel nods, "Okay."

He could grant Terry one small concession. Maybe they could finally find some closure.

Somebody PLEASE write a fic where Daniel accidentally walks in here

#silverusso #terry silver #daniel larusso #I dunno if this is any good! it was longer than I intended lol

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gingermintpepper · 7 months ago

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On that trojan war au thing you're writing. 1. What are the tags for it, cause I'm super interested! And would love to read what you have so far! 2. "And Odysseus is a much grimmer darker man due to his home being one of the places that were first swallowed up by Erebus" - I wanna know more about this. Please tell me more.

Oh , wow, I'm so flattered! I'm very happy it sounds appealing to you <33 This work is a huge passion project of mine so I'm always glad to talk more and more about it, especially since there are many aspects occurring in the background (such as the alternate fates of the main players of the Trojan Conflict) which I cannot properly cover or even explain within the events of the novel itself.

That said: 1) If you mean tags as in ao3 - unfortunately, this work isn't on ao3 my friend :( As I said above, these are elements and concepts in the greek mythology based-fantasy novel I'm currently writing (the concept of which I outlined here in the introductory post of my novel concept!) As for wanting to read whatever writing I currently have available: I currently have three fics available on ao3 that are written in my Pursuing Daybreak verse!

The Prince and Princess series deal with a young Apollo and Artemis and the many consequences they face after Apollo has slain Python. The two works uploaded right now are Exeunt Phoebus Apollo which covers the murder trial of Python and Manent Apanchomene Artemis which covers the intense feelings of helplessness and alienation Artemis experiences after Apollo returns from his banishment and is completely changed. Both of these have themes of family, grief and relationship exploration at their heart.

The third bit of writing I have up is quite outdated but does cover the immediate aftermath of Hyacinthus' death. It's called A Petal Falleth and features Apollo making one of those Big Silly Decisions that have completely unintended but extremely important consequences: namely, instead of the larkspurs being made of Hyacinthus' spilt blood, Apollo anchors the boy's soul to the flowers so Thanatos wouldn't take him. Like the Dawn is also set in this world but because it is nsfw in nature, I wouldn't recommend it as easily as the other three bits of writing. If you don't mind the whole naked men thing though, I'd definitely suggest reading Like the Dawn for a better idea of what my current writing is like (along with eventually getting to see characters like Hector, Andromache and Cassandra/Helenus) Like the Dawn's themes are also different to the other three works with it focusing more on the power dynamics of a god/mortal relationship, exploring masculinity and masculine sexuality and self discovery.

The running theme here, of course, is that all of these bits of writing are centered on Apollo/Artemis or Hyacinth because my novel itself is centered around them. There are, of course, other important characters and figures like Eros, Psyche, Penthesilea and Iaso (one of Asclepius' daughters) but while there is the definite presence of characters from the Trojan War they most certainly aren't at the center of the novel (and the ones that are aren't the Greeks but rather the Trojans i.e Hector, Alexander, Andromache, Cassandra, Helenus, Aeneas, so on and so forth.)

2) The basis of the apocalypse in my work is cosmological! Due to Apollo's err-- untimely departure, there's no longer anyone maintaining the axis of the heavens or the navel of the earth. Because of this, Erebus - whose darkness is usually kept firmly in the spaces between the realms - begins to spill out into both the heavens and the earth. The beasts of Erebus (referring primarily to the Seven Curses - Old Age, Misery, Deceit, Violence etc etc) consume, torment and destroy whatever is inside of Erebus' darkness and Ithaca, as one of the islands on the far edge of the world, was one of the very first places that were devoured in this manner. Odysseus was visiting the Argives at the time for a festival and had left the pregnant Penelope at home since he didn't want her to suffer through the voyage in discomfort. He only finds out about the destruction of Ithaca after it had already been consumed when Athena personally interrupts a feast to warn both him and Diomedes. Needless to say, Odysseus, like everyone else, assumes that everyone on Ithaca has died and thusly is a very, very different man in terms of humour and comport. A part of him still stubbornly clings to the belief that Penelope managed to escape - that she was smart and resourceful enough to see the end approaching and do her best to escape - but that doesn't stop him from being dour for the majority of the time. Diomedes does his best to keep his spirits up in the meantime. Without him around, Odysseus is something of a black hole when it comes to the oppressiveness of his discontent though he does manage to lighten up when in the company of Helen, Clytemnestra and even Menelaus on occasion.

#ginger answers asks #ginger chats about greek myths #Diomedes did a lot to coax Odysseus out of his initial shock when Athena delivered the news #Pretty much the only thing that stuck was Ody getting into the habit of whittling wooden horses and ships #He used to speak to Penelope's stomach and tell a bunch of stories about his youth and adventures #Now he speaks to himself while he's whittling because it makes him feel like he's still speaking to Telemachus #Ody doesn't grieve Penelope at all btw He refuses to behave like she's dead until the gods personally tell him or he sees a body #DIomedes very much thinks it's unhealthy and is very worried for his bestie but he's very deliberately left that topic for Helen #and Clytemnestra to deal with. Like he punches things he can't really do that for Ody's mental health alas #pursuing daybreak posting #The Seven Curses all have names btw #And Erebus isn't really doing anything malevolently either #The gods carved the world sky and ocean out of the darkness - it's their responsibility to maintain it #Of course Nyx and Himera originally held the job of keeping Erebus' darkness at bay #But that power is one that's been broken up and passed down between the generations to prevent precisely this event from happening #Nyx's Night and Himera's Day was first given to Ouranos so he could govern the boundary between the world and the darkness without fail #Ouranos' daughters received Night - specifically Theia and Phoebe #and his sons received Day - namely Hyperion and Coeus #Apollo - ever the overachiever however - ends up being overwhelmingly endowed with these attributes and then some considering #he also gets Delphi - the center of the earth - when he slays Python #So when he errr left to get some milk so to speak - the entire order of things went with him #The remaining balance-keepers are Hecate and Artemis and both of them are Night which is too close to Erebus anyway #So y'know things aren't good like at all LMFAO #Anyway I talked a lot - thank you very much again for asking!! If you have any more questions let me know :D #ginger rambles #odysseus #apollo #erebus #diomedes #greek mythology

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