#tho they did bring in fake teeth

[tired-birb-nerd]

When your jewelry making professor says you can bring in/make whatever you want for the casting unit so you bring in a mold of your teeth and make a ring…

[4rtbyl33]

im genuinely scared of how well you replicate the goofy movie style

BOO!!!

With this little ask I bring y'all more of my Bradley in the House of Mouse AU! ˆ𐃷ˆ

I feel like Bradley would get along with (the majority of) the villains pretty well, given the fact that he is the bad guy of his movie; he still feels pretty much intimidated by them tho, especially the ones with sharp teeth(lol)

"But Cruella's clothes—" she discovered the world of fake fur, okay? Mickey will not stand animal abuse in his house(⁠>⁠0⁠< )

Also, more of Bradley's dynamic with the Goof family! He's always goofing(HA!) around with Max, always fighting over who does what, or who did that, and most of the time that lands both of them in trouble. As with Goofy, well... You can already guess ◉⁠‿⁠◉ with him it's mostly Bradley suffering the consequences of actions that are not his own most of the time and that frustrates him to no end, but he can do nothing about it (read: scream and threaten people with bombs) bcuz he has to keep the job. That's where Mickey comes, comforting and encouraging him whenever he needs it.

Yes, Mickey is part of the Goof family, no I do not make the rules, he is literally Max's (and by extension, Bradley's) uncle.

[dollveis]

⠀ ⠀ MOTH TO A FLAME !

ELLIE WILLIAMS ⠀⸝⸝ but does he know the reasons that you cry? or tell me does he know where your heart lies? where it truly lies. ⸝⸝

˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ warnings. +18 content, best friend!ellie x fem!reader, mention of sex with a man, reader is dating a man for the first few paragraphs but they break up soon in the fic, kind of emotional cheating tho, dealer!ellie + mention of usage of weed, reader checking out ellie all the time, it's hinted ellie masturbated thinking about reader and reader did too, ellie's actually kind of a loser lesbian but with a tough facade, idk if there's something more. 4.5k WORDS.

˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ vi's sticky note. so... i was watching tiktok and this appeared, some tiktok fake scenarios also helped me. this took me forever and i pretty much hate how rushed is.

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IT DIDN'T FELT RIGHT, it didn't felt right how his hands roamed through the valley of your hips or how his lips sucked the skin in your neck, leaving soft reddish marks. It didn't felt right how his knee started to make space between your bare legs. It didn't felt right because he wasn't her and just that thought made your heart soak in guilt because he was actually everything you wished once.

Andrew was the type of guy Disney movies showed, with pearly white teeth hiding behind a cute smile, eyes that looked at you with burning adoration and desire, gentle with you and your wishes, the type of guy you would want to bring to your parents house and your friends adore but he was not the type of guy you wanted anymore. Because you didn't want Disney's pretty prince, maybe you wanted your hot lesbian best friend.

Fuck.

"Andrew... can we stop?" your voice coming out almost silent, "i'm not feeling well today," your lips forming a twisted smile as you pushed his shoulders and weight away from your body slightly.

"Oh, sorry, baby," his eyes opening in surprise as he got away, sitting next to your body only covered by your underwear, "i was doing something you didn't like?"

"Oh, no," liar, "it's not that," you were being such a liar. I mean, he was not that horrible at sex and the first times you didn't mind it until Ellie got a stupid girlfriend and your mind kept thinking about how she fucked her when your boyfriend was on top of you, trying to find his way to your inside. Your mind kept thinking about how well she could fuck you with a fake dick, probably better than your own boyfriend.

And you were tired of your own mind because well, you just knew Ellie saw you as her best friend and you should do the same, you had a boyfriend, why your heart wanted to run next to the freckled girl? why deep in your mind you felt you only started date Andrew as an attempt to stop looking at Ellie's lips when she spoke, to stop staring at her freckles longer than a normal friend would do. To stop your heart from racing as fast as a bird's one when she sang love songs looking directly at your eyes, feeling hers drowning in your soul and her essence crawling into your heart, invading it like a plague.

Your boyfriend hummed, stare lost at the back of the room, "it's just that... i feel something's wrong," he turned his head to look directly at you, "like you're not feeling us anymore," his words echoed in your brain, taking you by surprise, you knew Andrew avoided serious themes just like a kid. He had the bad habit of acting deaf towards problems, hiding them under the bed hoping they're gonna resolve by themselves.

You're not feeling us anymore, did you felt you both at some point? or were you just lying to yourself from the start?

"I've been tryin' to ignore it but i can't keep playing dumb," his voice started to escalate, sounding more desperate with every word he was saying, "where your heart truly lies? is it with me?"

"Andrew," you sighed, "what are you trying to-"

"Or with her?" his words kicked directly to your heart, your voice suddenly stuck at your throat, completely tangled around it making you unable to answer and incapable of lying to him and to you once again.

If like your lack of words and silence gave him the answer he nodded, getting up and sighing. Fixed his hair with his right hand as he roamed through his room, first looking for his clothes and dressing up with some basketball shorts and a white tee. For you, you just were frozen there, sitting with your legs crossed at the end of the king sized bed, your mind running as your prefrontal cortex screamed to you for unconsciously follow the insular and your feelings, telling you how dumb you are but... you couldn't help it.

"I like you but i'm not keep acting like i'm blind," he stood up in front of you, towering you, "i think is for the best to take a break until you find out how you really feel," he handed you your clothes and your hand grabbed them as you finally had the courage to face him, "i'm gonna let you change," he avoided your stare, walking towards the door and leaving you alone with yourself and your guilt.

You wish you felt bad, you wanted to feel something at least something minimum. Whatever it was, whether it was rage, sadness, loneliness, something, but you didn't, absolutely nothing. Well, there was something: relief, and that feeling just incremented the guilt in your heart, your almost perfect boyfriend basically broke up with you?

The boyfriend everyone adored but you.

You reached for your jeans, pulling out your phone from one of the back pockets, unlocking it, 1:00 𝐀𝐌. Not late enough yet.

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⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀els 💌

can u pick me up?

please ellie, hurry up

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???

thought u were spending the night w ur lil bf

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just come pls

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is everything okay? im at a party at jesses place so gimme 15 mins

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You chuckled at how ironic it was that the first person you talked to after Andrew's words was the apple of discord between you two, but you didn't do it with intention, she was your best friend, the closest friend you had. Your safe place.

Without wasting time you dressed up and made sure you had everything in your bag, wanting to avoid having to go back to his place at least for tonight.

The buzz in the back of your black jeans making you instinctively pulling it out, hoping it was the auburn haired girl who texted you, when you turned on your phone the first notification that popped out was a 'im at the corner' from Ellie, as an answer you just left her in read, hurrying up to grab your bag and throwing it at your back, heading towards the door of the room. Your body stopped for a second at the frame of the wooden door, analyzing what you would say once you step out of your now ex boyfriend's room.

Just say goodbye and go you breathed, collecting yourself before opening the door, encountering the small living room and kitchen and Andrew sitting at the end of the white sofa, his eyes directly facing you once he realizes your presence.

"I'm leaving," your voice obviously awkward just like your words and your thumb pointing the front door at your left.

"Oh, someone's picking you?" you just nodded, preferring avoid more confrontation by bringing up Ellie was the one waiting for you outside his block.

And after some more awkward exchange of words and stares you left his apartment finally, making you sigh, liberating the air you were containing in your lungs.

'take ur time, dw, i almost got stopped by the police bc i thought something serious happened🙄 just that' Ellie texted again, chuckling at her message you opened the glass door of the pretty expensive block of apartments, looking for your best friend's black car. Her distinctive shitty -which she always denied- car finally entering on your sight.

You make your way to it, opening first the door of the backseat to throw your bag and at the end entering the passenger seat, being welcomed and hugged by the soft smell of weed mixed with Ellie's cologne, a familiar smell that made you feel blanketed and safe.

"Hi," you softly mumbled, kinda escaping her obvious stare.

"Hi?" Ellie repeated you, feeling in her voice how one of her eyebrow was lifted "just hi?"

"What you mean?" as you rested your head in the window of the car you could felt Ellie's body leaning closer to yours, driving your heart to the palm of your hand.

"You tell me," her minty breath skimming your ear and cheek, " since 'm not the one who called at fucking 1 am," her hand reaching your chin, fingertips caressing the edges of your jaw. Abruptly her fingers clenched around it, shivers traveling through your whole spine as your heart started to pound loudly. So loud you were scared Ellie could hear it and if she did, she didn't give a shit about it. The delicious strength she had on your jaw incremented, not to the point it hurted but to force you to look back at her, herr emerald gaze contemplating your face, scrutinizing your features just like she was searching a hint of what happened.

Ellie's scent was making hard to keep your mind focused on her eyes and not in the strands of hair lost in the front of her face or how her mouth was softly opened, the oxygen entering to her body through it instead of her nose. And, oh God, her nose, sparkled with some freckles that travelled from her right cheek to the left one, making it seems like a small constellation was drawn all over her face, one that expanded softly to her shoulders and chest covered with a white wife beater and a sage green flannel with the sleeves rolled up, her sleeve tattoo in sight to curious eyes like yours.

"You really drive me crazy," Ellie purred with a smirk on her lips, her warm breath hitting your face. Actions like that, like whispering next to your lips or examining your face and figure with a grin, made your stomach tangle in knots and your head dizzy, "you always expect me to run under your skirt when you call my name," her voice getting lower as her grip on your chin started to soft.

Fingers leaving it to roam to your neck, stopping their way in a reddish mark Andrew left there, Ellie's eyebrows furrowing slightly at the thought of his mouth touching you, "and i always do, so you have a point," her body getting away from yours and leaving you almost cold by the absent of her touch, she readjusted herself in the pilot sit and she just lied there, resting her head in her palm, looking at you with her corners of her mouth upturned like she was waiting for you to say something back, like she didn't leave you breathless and intoxicated in her.

"So..." you turned to the front, evading her stare again.

"So are you goin' to tell me what happened or what, because i know you didn't call me because little mister perfect was being the best boyfriend," she chuckled a bit, glancing at her phone screen, "not like he was either way tho."

You tilted your head, curious at what she could meant with that sentence, Ellie brushed it off shrugging her shoulders and whispering a whatever you barely heard. Her hands reaching the car's key, the motor of it making a loud sound.

"Andrew broke up with me," you spoke fastly, almost without spaces between words. Ellie froze, the grip in the wheel softening as her eyes looked at you with open eyes in surprise.

"Andrew?" incredulously repeated, "Andrew Andrew? Like... the tall guy who's basically a himbo? Your boyfriend?"

"Oh my god, yes, Ellie, Andrew, my now ex-boyfriend... and he's not a himbo," eyebrows quirked as you spoke, your arm playfully hitting her shoulder making her chuckle and lick her bottom lip.

"Can't blame me, i wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't know where the clit is... actually, does he?" a big smirk on her mouth and eyes now centered to get out of the place she was parked to drive you home, or honestly drive you wherever you want. Ellie would deny it every time, but you had her how you wanted, you asked and she delivered. That made her feel like a loser lesbian but maybe she was for you.

You couldn't say something back because you weren't sure if he knew, he should know, he's all grown up and fucked more girls than you can count with your hands' fingers. But you weren't sure because Andrew never gave you head -because he said he didn't like it- or even fingered you, he was just into fucking you with his dick.

Ellie's smirk transformed into a sweet smile when she glanced at you for a moment when you kept your mouth shut, one of her hands leaving the wheel to rest it on your thigh, her thumb rubbing it with endearment as the rest of her hand got lost in the inner of your thigh, your mind starting to get dizzy once again.

"I'm just fuckin' with ya, want to talk about what happened, babe?" Ellie had the bad habit of using pet names when she was trying to be sweet and understanding, completely clueless at how 'pretty', 'babe', 'angel' coming from her mouth made your heart -and core- feel.

"It's just... i don't know," you scratched your head, Ellie's gaze on you again.

"What about you start telling me what happened because sorry, but mister perfect was really down bad for you," her eyes rolled at her final words. Ellie never said she hated Andrew, she didn't love him either and she made it obvious with her sarcastic jokes and faked gags whenever he was around you with his arms around your waist or hips but you never thought she hated him, just more that she found him annoying just like she found almost every guy except Jesse and Joel.

"He said i wasn't sure of my feelings for him," your eyes trailing to the front, trying to ignore her hand caressing your clothed thigh or how she examined you with her eyes every now and then, trying to disguise the fact she was the whole reason why you weren't sure of your feelings from your ex boyfriend.

"And you are?"

"I think i've never been sure of my feelings for him," your hands starting to get sweaty from your fear of talking to much and say things you shouldn't.

Ellie hummed, "and why you dated him? He was handsome and shit but dude didn't have much else-"

"Because i liked someone else... and she would never give a shit about me in that way so i guess i thought dating a popular pretty guy would change my feelings, i guess it didn't" your voice interrupted Ellie's, you weren't sure of what you wanted to reach driving the conversation to this topic, maybe just free your chest from this heavy feeling you had been hiding for almost the start of your friendship with Ellie.

No, you couldn't make yourself speak more, you couldn't drop a 'i liked you and i still like you, Ellie' from your mouth.

"You never know, maybe you should try to make a move," Ellie tried to sound lighthearted but she could swore her heart skipped a few beats at your words. Her mind starting roam through her thoughts: what if it's me. There's no fucking way it's me. She just sees you as a friend, Ellie. Don't be delusional, it's probably another girl.

"Maybe," a giggle escaped your lips, just if she knew you were talking about her, "let's not talk about my ex boyfriend more, distract my mind, miss Ellie Williams," your voice sounding playful and your brows wiggling. Ellie was a tease but you could be more and drove Ellie crazy, most of the times making her hard to play it cool.

"Sorry, i don't fuck with girls who just got out of relationships," her green orbs looking directly at you, taking advantage of the stop, "and i don't fuck them either," eyes again locked at the road, the car accelerating at green and your heart about to combust at her words, you hated how easily she would drop shit like that, like it was nothing.

"Whatever, your loss," you rolled your eyes as Ellie's brows quirked at your phrase without looking at your direction, an entertained smile drew all over her lips, "where are we goin'?"

"You choose, Miss Daisy, i can drive you home or we can get something to eat and chit chat in a empty parking lot until the sun rises. Personally 'm starving."

"Something's even open?" your choice already settled without the need of more words.

Ellie's proposal wasn't something you were a stranger of, actually, you couldn't count how many times you both ended up in deserted parking lots with junk food and just the company of each other, specially if one of you was down or just after some party. Feeling like a whole eternity since the last time happened and not because of Ellie's fault but yours, you never distanced from your best friend, you just marked some... distance to try to get your mind off of her but there you were once again, your heart in the palm of your hand and your eyes trailing back and forth from her slim figure.

"There has to be."

A shared precooked meal and joint with Ellie felt like it was what you needed so everything felt right again. Your mind hazy, more than you expected to be when the auburn haired girl offered it to you, probably because you were the one who smoked the most, Ellie almost rejecting every time you handed her the burned paper, maybe she wasn't the most responsible but she was conscious she had to drive you and herself back home.

"I'm gonna have to pay for it?" your chin pointed to the cigarette butt resting in the small, handmade ashtray she had in the car.

Ellie side eyed, first looking at you and later where your chin was pointing. A cheeky grin portrayed on her face, "do you? maybe i would consider a pretty girl discount," her voice cocky, she was playing with you like she always did, "of course you don't have to pay, i offered it to you."

"You're such a loser for the pretty girl discount anyway," your shoulders shrugged, your friend's eyebrows knitted making an expression of the fuck you mean with that which you ignored, "kinda offensive you just hinted you wouldn't do a pretty girl discount for me."

It was kinda funny for her you said she was a loser for the pretty girl discount because until not long ago she kinda was, not like she invited every girl she dealed to but her pretty girl discounts were more of a you're really pretty to pay for my weed instead of a i would fuck you so you don't need to pay, so she stopped when she realized some girls misinterpreted her actions and also because even though you were really pretty to pay for her weed she would also fuck you. Of course she wouldn't say that out loud.

"You're so dramatic, god," her words making you lift one of the corners of your mouth but you didn't answer, enjoying the few cars passing by and the soft night light of the city that was mixed with the yellowish streetlights and the cold light of the moon and stars, her raspy voice breaking the silence, "i guess we're both single again.... aaaand we're arriving too."

You hummed to her last words, your mind more centered about the 'we're both single' part. You totally forgot for a moment Ellie and Cat broke up not long ago as well, you didn't know the exact reasons since when you asked she just said it wasn't really working, that Cat was nice and shit but she wasn't really what Ellie wanted and her words really caught you by surprise. As her best friend you knew Ellie was more of a quality time and gifts type of girl, but when you hangout with them and some more friends a few times them both didn't know how to keep their hands to themselves. Fingers locked, sweet cheek kisses, whispers at each other's ear with giggles Intercalated and fast lovely stares from Ellie's side that sometimes traveled to you but she quickly looked away when your eyes interlocked with jewel like eyes, so of course it caught you by surprise when she told Cat wasn't what she wanted.

"I guess so," you spoke with your eyes glued go the streets outside the car's window, the small block of apartments you lived in entering in your sight and almost every parking space occupied, which made Ellie pant, there was nothing she hated most than searching for a place to park. In the middle of the night. At fucking 3 am, "looks like your ex moved on pretty quick tho."

It was true, even though you were never close to Cat you both had a gentle relationship of acquaintances so it was no weird you followed each other on Instagram, making it impossible to not see the story she posted last night. Cat's waist wrapped by some cute masc's arm, the face of the unknown girl rested in her shoulder as the asian showed to the camera some shot she was taking at a party with blinking neon lights that could make you go blind and some cute love song usually related to the wlw community, the story basically screaming there was something going on between Cat and that other girl.

The freckled girl next to you couldn't help but chuckle at your words, your commentary catching her by surprise as she devised a free spot where she could park.

"Yeah... it's whatever, so have i," she brushed it off, more concentrated on parking -since she was a really careful driver- than how your eyes were blazing at the sight of her.

Of how her hands had a tight grip of the wheel, or how she bites her bottom lip in frustration when she was trying to get the car in the right angle. Your pupils started to roam to sinful places, or at least places you shouldn't be looking like her thighs hugged by her skinny jeans or wondering what she could hide being her pants and her top, even asking yourself if she ever wore a strap outside of the room, completely ecstatic at the thought of her hiding a plastic cock behind those really tight jeans. Your were knees getting weak and your fists clenching as an attempt to calm whatever Ellie was waking up by just... existing?

And of course you couldn't keep your mouth shut, you didn't know how to, more when you were high.

"Proof?" the words slipping your lips faster than your brain had the time to analyze them, the reflex of slapping your hand to your mouth almost automatic but it was too late, Ellie already heard you and if only you could hear her heart beating fast and her mind in panic all the fear that soaked your body would disappear in an instant. Ellie's eyes widened, her chill and playful facade falling apart for a few seconds which she quickly recovered hoping you didn't realize her moment of weakness.

With a dangerous smirk Ellie turned to look at you, her slightly dilated pupils looking up and down at you, "proof?" her voice cooed, her body inclinated to your direction, you gave her an opportunity and she was gonna take it without doubt, "proof would ruin our friendship," her face close to your own more than ever, her right hand leaving the wheel to touch your chin just like she did hours before but this time it was different. Her touch was edging sinful, intoxicating, the growing tension making you swallow with difficult as your thighs pressed together, and she noticed it, she finally catch up the effect she had on you and your body; she always knew she did something to you but never really stopped to think about it until that moment.

Her mind running through all the possibilities able to happen, how your body gave her the hint she could take you to the backseat and eat your heated cunt in that moment, just the thought making her own pussy wet and needy, almost impossible for her to contain the action of cup it over her jeans.

"And we don't want our friendship ruined, right, pretty?" her voice so sweet, so sugar coated, the pads of her fingers leaving your chin once again, just like before. It's not what she wanted, she wanted to eat you in every way possible, thinking about how good her lips would feel against your glossy ones, she was craving for you like you were but she didn't want it to happen that way.

She was scared. She didn't know if you could regret once the heated was gone, if you maybe just wanted Andrew out of your head, she didn't want her heart broke and she wanted you completely conscious and right on your mind. Fuck, behind her cocky smile and confident eyes she was shitting her pants.

But you wouldn't let it go like that.

"Wait!" your hand reaching and grabbing her wrist, "what do you mean?" a flirtatious smile on your lips without you realizing.

You were really making the game difficult to Ellie, if you continued acting like that she was gonna throw everything away and just do it, just surrender to her lustful feelings. And she was about to do it.

"Are you playing dumb or do you want me to be straight forward?" she said in an undertone.

"I want you... to show it if you wanna make this a lil' more interesting," your head tilting slightly with a flirty manner. You made your mind, you won't retreat this time, you didn't know if it was your own confidence or the weed you consumed that gave you the strength to not be scared, or at least not terrified.

Despite the fact Ellie's heart was about to jump out of her chest she did a really good job hiding it with her slick grin growing bigger, sated at your curiosity, at your need and he was gonna reward it... kinda.

You saw her face suddenly getting closer to yours, one of her hands placing now in the side of your thigh almost on your hip, squeezing it, and the other resting in back of your seat, helping her to maintain balance. Her lips ghosting over your own, making you unconsciously close your eyes, awaiting for her chapped warm lips finally pressed against you.

The sight of you with eyes closed, looking almost like an angel, and your lips parted made Ellie even more aroused, you looked so pretty like that and it was something only her could see in that moment, only for her.

To your surprise your glossy lips never met the warm of Ellie's but your ear did, a low chuckle before she spoke slowly and patiently, with such a provocative tone, "if you're that desperate for proof i can show you tomorrow, sweet girl," her lips skimming your earlobe so close to kissing it, your only response was almost a whimper, you couldn't wait.

"But-"

"Tomorrow," her tone demanding this time, "now go, it's really late."

It was late and Ellie's cunt was so heated, her boxers a mess, that she needed you out of her car so she could take care of it just like you needed too.

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Each other's fingers meeting your respective soaked cores, you thinking how full could Ellie make you feel and Ellie thinking how much she wanted to make you a mess of moans and whimper for her and her fingers, just the moon knowing your sinful actions.

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Number 13 with JJ please🥹🥹🥹

‘‘Was it a good weird or a bad weird? Because that’s two totally different things.’‘ 

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During a drunken evening at the boneyard, you and JJ crossed the friendship lines and now you didn’t know what to do. A part of you wanted to bring it up, but another wished it never happened. Besides JJ’s lips on yours and the sand that fell from your shirt in the morning, you couldn’t recall much from that night.

Sarah’s jaw dropped when you told her and Kiara gasped, not expecting this kind of juicy story this early on a Sunday. ‘’You kissed JJ?!’’

You kept your eyes down and played with the tassel of your decorative pillow. ‘’If my memories are correct, yes.’’ It was your first time saying it out loud and you felt like throwing up. Or, maybe that was your hangover.

‘’How did it happen?’’ Sarah asked with a curious grin, begging for the whole story.

‘’Did he try to woo you with his terrible pick up lines? Or tell you that fake story about how he got the shark tooth?’’

Sarah laughed. ‘’The one he tells all the tourons?’’

Kiara nodded, joining Sarah with the laughing.

If you hadn't been so anxious about the whole situation, you would’ve laughed too. It was known among the group that JJ’s flirting techniques were terrible. You all wondered how girls fell for his shit when it was so obvious that he was lying to get them in his bed.

‘’I don’t know!’’ you said in complete honesty, your memories a complete black hole. A sigh left your lips. ‘’We were drunk and he was there and suddenly— I don’t want that stupid kiss to ruin our friendship. I care a lot about JJ and I can’t lose him over a drunken mistake.’’

The girls’ faces softened, realizing how upset the kiss made you.

‘’Don’t think too much into this, okay? It’s JJ,’’ Kiara reminded while Sarah pulled you in a hug. ‘’He was probably just as drunk.’’

‘’Maybe he doesn't even remember,’’ the blonde added. 

A few days passed and neither you or JJ brought up the drunken kiss. He definitely remembered, though. Every time you were in the same room, his eyes averted yours.

You tried to not let the new distance between you and JJ ruin the whole group dynamic, but something was off and everyone could feel it. You had only told the girls, but John B. seemed to be suspecting something.

‘’I'll go with,’’ JJ suggested, moving to get out of the twinkie, trying to get away from being alone with you.

John B. stopped him. ‘’No need. I have two hands. I don't need another two more to carry beers and a bag of chips. I'll be quick.’’

You both sat in silence in the twinkie, waiting for John B. to return. Silences were never uncomfortable with JJ, but this one was the longest and heaviest silence of your life. Maybe you should have walked to the chateau instead of accepting to be picked up.

‘’Hey, Y/N?’’

Your heart jumped in your chest when you heard JJ’s voice. You composed yourself and turned your head toward him over the front seat.

JJ continued. ‘’You know the other night at the boneyard? We got kinda drunk and...something weird happened with us.’’

‘’You mean when we kissed?’’ you said, purposely using the word he was avoiding. ‘’You can say the word, J, you’re not going to get cursed.’’

‘’I know.’’ He looked down, nervously fiddling with the bottom of his shirt. ‘’It was just weird.’’

‘’Yeah,’’ you agreed. ‘’It was weird for me too, but…’’ You shifted seats, sitting behind the driver seat so there was less space between you and JJ. His left arm was resting on the backrest and you played with one of his bracelets. ‘‘Was it a good weird or a bad weird? Because that’s two totally different things.’‘ You flicked your eyes up, hoping to meet JJ’s, but he was still looking down.

‘’No. Not bad weird.’’ His chest heaved as he breathed, his bottom lip caught with his teeth.

You leaned in and he lifted his head, his face — and lips — only a few inches from yours. You wanted to touch him again, and taste his lips again.

You thought this would be it, that he would close the space between you, but JJ's breath hitched as he started to freak out. ‘’What are we doing? We shouldn't be doing this.’’ He turned his head to face the window, away from you. 

‘’Don’t do this. Please.’’ You grabbed his arm, refusing to let the conversation ends. ‘’I know you push people away and freak when people get close, but don’t push something away just because you’re scared. I’m scared too, but life — and love — is living in spite of those things that scare you to death because something beautiful and fucking amazing could come out of it.’’ 

Your words seemed to have gotten through him because he turned again, a veil of fear over his face. Love — whether it be loving someone or being loved — was not a concept JJ was familiar with. He grew up without the love of a parent — a child’s primary source of love —, receiving a shower of hatred and occasional kicks and punches instead. You couldn't blame him for pushing people away and being scared of feelings. It's new to him, and everyone gets scared when they have to deal with something new and foreign.

 Fortunately for him, you were there to show and teach him a side of life he never got to experience.

You leaned over the seat, about to connect your lips with JJ’s, but John B. opened the door, snapping you and JJ out of your moment.

‘’I couldn't find the brand of chips you liked, so I picked something else—’’ He glanced between you and JJ, noticing how close you were. ‘’Am I interrupting something?’’ 

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[mylittlesecrethaven]

I'm Making Fluff Headcannons Cause I'm Sad: Octavinelle

Let's goooo.

This might be a little hard since the resident psycho and socio are in this post, but I'll get as fluffy as I can cause I need it cause Darling in the FRANXX is starting to hit my feels.

Azul:

So, we're aware that this mans pretends to be confident

And I know it's huge headcannon fodder to add him trying to be all suave

But

For me, I feel like Azul would turn that suaveness off for you

And you only

Like, he's not even this comfortable around the tweels

Once y'all are alone and work's done for the day, this man is a cuddle bug (octopus? idk)

Constantly wants to be near you or touching you

If you don't like physical touch that much, he'd be ok with only having cuddle sessions every now and then

But he needs them

If you make the physical touch a very special occasion type thing though, he's gonna feel so special and loved when you allow it

Also, if he has to act indifferent around you for whatever reason-

He apologizes for it so hard afterwards

No PDA

I beg

This poor mans

And his poor heart

Also, also also also

Because I love this headcannon

If you two have been together for a while (and I mean a while)

He would most def wants cuddles in his octo form

(as long as you don't say anything negative about his octo form)

(please praise him and call him pretty in his octo form)

Also, most def gives you discounts at Monstro Lounge

Jade:

First thing cause I think it's gonna be his biggest thing for his lover

Let's you mess with the mushrooms in the greenhouse

Without him around

Also, you both go on hikes

So often

And if you're not a hiking person,

Simply brings back his finds

Mans loves your smile

And he hopes you love his

(His genuine one, not his fake one)

(Also, if you could tell apart his fake one and his real one, he'd be so happy)

Trust me on this, you'll know every recipe under the sun and ���under the sea✨ that has mushrooms in it

Personal bodyguard

Anybody on you? Call Jade

He'll be right there to take care of your problem

And mans can notice any change in your behavior

Are you nervous?

He knows

Are you happy?

He knows

Are you angry?

He knows

And he knows how to react to every emotion

Floyd:

Y'know how Jade has his mushrooms?

Floyd has his shoes

And he'll even let you touch them

I know, how scandalous

I feel like Floyd would most like someone who could match his energy

Like, you gotta be just as crazy as him

And if you're upset, he can so easily bring you outta that dump of a mood

But if you're chill, he'll just tease you

Also, another favorite headcannon of mine

If you're short, he just loves picking you up and carrying you around

If you're his height, he loves just staring eye to eye with you and randomly starting funny face contests

And if you're taller than him (which just seems near impossible), he loves to just wrap his arms around you and snuggle into you

Mans is not ashamed of PDA either

Will kiss/hug/whatever you want in front of other people

Absolutely loves kissing tho

Also likes it when you admire his teeth

Will compliment you without thinking twice and will not even mean to, he just thinks you're that pretty/handsome and smart and amazing

I hope these were ok..... It's been a minute since I did the last posts for this, so they might not be as good....

Lemme know what y'all think!

[sun-stricken]

More random Fairy Tail hcs

When i said Lucy has Zodiac freckles, I meant actual freckles, not magical.(although that is a very pretty picture and i do love it)

She was born with those specific patches, she has yet to make the connection, but her mother did

also she a perfectionist, she gets upset when she cant do things first try

After running away its mellowed slightly but she still refuses to accept and will keep trying until shes at the very least pretty decent

Laxus cant swim

he says its bc of his magic but he just never learned, he tried, and failed numerous times

Erza is allergic to raspberries

she learned this when her bakery was out of strawberry cake so she decided to try something new

that was the last time she did.

also she had braces as a younger teen

Mira has been been arrested a certain number of times she will not disclose, at least 3 tho

Levy used to headbutt people, growing up it lessened but it still happens

Freed cant ride a skateboard

that may be obvious and something you would never think about

but i needed to put the vision in your head of him falling off one

Gray was the clumsiest kid, he could NOT walk more than 5 feet without tripping

Contrary to popular belief, Fairy Tail is an official guild so Makarov has to keep records; Be it property damage, renovations, past jobs and who took them, and personal (criminal and medical) records

When he goes through the personal ones the amount of times he says “oh wow” is concerning (hes weirdly proud tho)

Gildarts always brings something back from his trips for Cana, sometimes its really cheesy father daughter things

Cana acts like it annoys her but she really does love it

Natsu 100% wears light up sketchers

im not sure how old Bickslow was when he joined the guild but he was illiterate up until after he joined

i like to think Makarov taught him with the help of Levy and Erza

Evergreen has perfect posture

idk why i felt this was important but it is

like actually, perfect

its upsetting

also she has two fake teeth, one of her canines (?) and one of her bottom very front teeth

[rose-of-the-grave]

In The Mountains

Pairing: Lily x James

Modern AU

Ok, so I'm sorry about how late this is. I was on vacation. I had planned for this to be posted on my birthday but here it is a day late. Technically it's still my b-day tho since I never actually went to bed. Anyway, here's part 2 of The Pact, hope you enjoy! I'm the author (please don't repost) <3

Masterlist Series Masterlist Part 1 Read on Ao3

Warnings: idk none?, lying, one bed trope, fake dating, cheek kiss, shitty editing

Word Count: 1,959

Description: Now that the group is in the mountains things are about to get more complicated for lily and james' fake dating scheme.

Taglist: @sylveryfire

“So, you and James?”

“What about me and James?” Lily responded. She and Remus were shelving books in the back.

“How come you didn’t tell me you were together?”

Looking over her shoulder she was able to get a better read on his face. Remus was good at hiding his emotions but it was clear that he felt hurt that his friend hadn’t told him that she was dating his other friend.

Lily shrugged. “I wasn’t sure how to bring it up and I honestly didn’t think it would last. I’ve hated him for so long that, even though I decided to give him a second chance, I think that, deep down, I was still convinced that I wouldn’t be able to like him.”

“Fair enough, I suppose. But why now?”

“I don’t know. I mean, I mainly hated him because, well, you know.” She grimaced. “I suppose I kind of forgot how well we got on before. We were hanging out and he said something funny that made me laugh. I forgot how easily he could make me laugh. He convinced me to give him another shot and here we are.”

He nodded.

“Hey, do you know where Lily is?” A voice asked from up front. A voice that Lily knew well. James.

“She’s in the back. I can go get her?” The cashier, Nolan, replied.

Lily put the book that she had just grabbed back on the cart.

“No need, Nolan. I’m right here.” She smiled through gritted teeth. What was he doing here?

Remembering a bit belatedly that she needed to act as if he were her boyfriend and that it was completely normal for him to come to see her, Lily walked up to him and wrapped him in a hug. She hissed into his ear, “What on earth are you doing here?”

“Just paying a visit to my girlfriend.” He whispered back before pulling away. “Hey, Rem.”

Lily turned to see Remus standing next to one of the shelves. He must have followed her.

“Hey, James.”

They all sort of stood there awkwardly for a moment longer than considered normal.

“Well,” James started. “I just came by too say hi. Oh! And to give you this.” He handed Lily a cup. “I got you coffee.”

Staring at him, bewildered, she wrapped hand around the cup and thanked him.

“You really didn’t need to.”

“It wasn’t a problem, just wanted to treat my girlfriend. There anything wrong with that?” His eyebrow popped up, almost daring her to call it all off.

“No! No. Of course not!” Bringing the cup to her lips she took a sip. It was made just the way she liked it but she didn’t give it a thought. It must have been just a lucky guess.

“Well then, I’m off. Need to get back to work. Bye Rem!” Remus waved. James turned to look at the red-haired girl next to him. “Bye, Lily.” He kissed her cheek causing her to jump a little.

Unfortunately, her reaction did not go unnoticed. James turned and walked out, the bell on the door chiming.

Taking yet another long sip, Lily dared to look up into her friend’s face. He made a face as if to say “well?”

“I’m just not used to him doing that when other people are around.” Lily assured him nervously. Surely he could her how her voice trembled and her heart raced. Surely he could see right through her. With every second that passed she became more and more sure that he had realized that she was lying and was about to call her out on it. Then, he simply nodded and wandered back to where they had been working earlier.

It looked as if they had gotten away with it. At least for now.

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James: Hey, can we talk?

Lily stared at her phone.

Lily: Sure.

James: It might be for the best if we just called this off.

Lily: Why?

James: Do I really need to answer that? When I kissed your cheek earlier you almost died of fright. If we can’t make it look like we’re actually together then we’re doomed. We might as well just call it off now.

Lily: Ok, first of all, it wasn’t that bad. Second, Remus isn’t at all suspicious, I told him that it was still really new for us to be public about our relationship. We can do this! Besides, it’s only for a little while longer.

James: Are you sure? It’s not too late.

Lily: Yes, I’m sure. And it is too late, you and I both know that.

James: True. Sirius would never let me live it down.

Lily: Exactly. We just need to get through this trip then it’ll all be over.

James: Ok, but only if you’re absolutely sure.

Lily: I am.

James: *insert thumbs up emoji*

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"I call shotgun!"

"No fair!"

"Come on, his girlfriend's driving, at least let him have shotgun." Marlene told Sirius. He pouted but relented, climbing into the backseat next to Remus who had already started reading a book.

Great, not only was Lily driving for several hours but she would have to endure James' terrible taste in music. If it weren't for this crazy idea of hers she could protest but both of them needed to convince their friends that they were actually dating.

At work Remus had been asking a lot of questions and Marlene had already said she was willing to room with Alice and Dorcas, her friend from work. Remus and Sirius were sharing as well. This left Lily and James in the third room together.

The last few days hadn't been too bad, everyone was so busy packing that they hadn't been paying them attention. James had stopped by at the store a couple times with baked treats and hot chocolate. He would kiss her on the cheek before heading out.

It had been odd at first, the very first time he had leaned in to brush a kiss against her cheek she had nearly jumped out of her skin. When Remus had questioned it she had brushed off his suspicion, telling him that she was not used to being public about her relationship with James. Her explanation had allayed his suspicions for now but he was sure to think something was up if she continued like that.

The next few times he had stopped by, James had texted ahead of time. Sirius, she hadn’t even seen recently. Marlene had tried to get all of the details out of her but had quickly become distracted with telling Lily about her own relationship woes. Alice was busy taking care of her son who had been sick for a day or so. Thankfully he had made a quick recovery or else she wouldn’t have even been able to come on this trip. She desperately needed a break. None of them had had enough time to fully scrutinize her and James’ supposed relationship.

Now all seven of them were going to be trapped in the same vehicle for six hours. This was going to be torture.

With everyone and their bags in the car Lily waited for everyone to fasten their seat belts before backing out of the driveway. She wove her way through the neighborhood until she got to the freeway exit. Accelerating to freeway speed, she merged on.

Needless to say, the next few hours were excruciating. The events followed a pattern that repeated endlessly. Sirius would get bored and start distracting Remus. When Remus said that he wanted to finish the chapter Sirius would then shift his focus to Marlene. The two of them would eventually wrap Dorcas into their conversation. It would inevitably turn into an argument leading them all to declare that they were not speaking to each other. Alice, everybody left alone. The moment the car started moving she was out of it. All of this occurred a total of three times, all with a soundtrack provided by James. Most of it was whatever was on the radio. He seemed to have developed a knack for finding a station playing the same songs over and over and over. Every time Lily asked him to change the station he would simply turn the volume up a little.

After a few hours of driving she pulled off, thankful that she could finally change seats and maybe borrow Dorcas’ noise-canceling headphones. Once everybody had rearranged themselves, Lily pulled out a book.

She felt a sharp elbow against her rib cage. Putting a bookmark in between the pages she had just been reading she looked over.

“Look outside!”Alice said, excitedly.

Turning to look out the window she was met with the most beautiful sight. The hill they were driving up had been cleared but along the sides were piles of snow. They hadn’t gotten snow yet in the city because of the altitude but the mountains had clearly gotten plenty. 

As the car pulled into a driveway Lily was stunned by the cabin. She had never been before, this was usually a trip that she had had to miss because she was visiting her family. This year however Petunia had flat out said she didn’t want her there. Their parents had both passed away in the past few years so Lily mainly went to see her sister, her self-important brother-in-law, and her nephew.

Now that Lily could finally see the cabin with her own eyes she was stunned by how big it was. Everybody got out of the car and she could feel the snow softly falling onto her face. Spinning in the snow, she laughed, facing upwards into the cool gray of the sky. Around her she could hear the sounds of her friends grabbing their things and rushing into the warmth of the cabin.

“Here.”

She looked over at James who was holding her suitcase out for her to grab.

“Thanks.”

James grabbed his things and slammed the door shut. Together they walked up the steps, carefully so they wouldn’t slip and fall. When Lily stepped into the cabin she exclaimed at how gorgeous it was. The entryway was wide and open with high ceilings. She continued onward into the kitchen which opened into the living room. The far wall was almost entirely made up of windows that had a stunning view of the snow-capped mountains that they would no doubt be skiing on later.

Lily followed the sounds of laughter up a staircase that she hadn’t seen earlier. Peeking into the bedrooms she eventually reached the end of the hallway where the final, and empty, bedroom was. Twisting the doorknob she opened the door into a large room that had a bed. One, single, massive bed.

“Shit.”

“What?” James asked from behind her.

“There’s only one bed.”

“Seriously?” He shoved past her enough to get a look at the room and there it was, sure enough, one bed.

“I’ll go ask Sirius if his family have any air mattresses lying around.” Lily moved to leave but James halted her with a hand on her arm.

“No, wait. If you ask that they’ll ask why we can’t just sleep in the same bed. After all, we are dating and it is a big bed. We could probably sleep without even knowing the other person was there.”

Lily sighed, but accepted the futility of her situation. Now her only thought was of going to bed next to James. Sure, she’d seen him in a bathing suit before but this was different. There was something infinitely more intimate about sleeping in the same bed as someone than being in a pool together.

At that very moment, a similar thought occurred to James.

Shit. He was fucked.

Part 3>>

[starrysharks]

today, i watched "saw 3D". it was a moving picture.

i'm surprised that they went off the rails for the most part of this movie (not in a good way) like this. firstly, this movie probably has the worst starter trap in saw history 💀 it was framed so ridiculously that i thought "oh, they're showing a fake trap that's being done as a prank or something" until the girl actually got sawed in half. even when blood got spilled i thought it would be revealed as ketchup later, and it was supposed to be a parody of how people view saw as over the top and silly.... but no that prank was legit.... the traps in general were a bit mediocre here, and the gore was really meh especially with the bright pink blood. iirc this movie and danganronpa came out in the same year which is a funny coincidence.

generally this movie was just sillier than the others and it was hard to suspend my disbelief with it. i think the breaking point was the car crash trap. hoffman killing a bunch of racists is lowkey #BASED but the way it's more or less him saying "when the lights turn off we're ALL black" is kinda funny. as well as that, the weird fanservicey parts (like the girl's outfit in the first trap) also took me out of the story.

other than that, the story of the movie was actually an interesting concept - guy fakes being a saw trap survivor and actually has to go through a saw trap, but compared to the other saw trap house guys, this one kind of blends in. also two teeth related tortures in one movie i feel like they're kinda running out of ideas (but that's just me nitpicking)... though i don't want to be too hard on this movie. my favorite trap was probably the one with his friend cale as it was pretty unique, didn't rely on gore, and had a good stressful atmosphere.

ignoring the main trap house plot, the continuous story here was pretty nice. hoffman going crazy and killing everyone is entertaining (even tho he killed jill </3), and gordon's big reveal was also cool, even tho i knew it was coming because i accidentally got spoiled. i think him looking at his severed foot at the end in the OG bathroom kinda showed how he left behind his compassion/a part of himself died, which if intentional was cool symbolism. i assume this really was supposed to be the final conclusion, so it makes sense that they had so many callbacks to the 2004 movie. but i wish they had more clues towards it besides bringing up gordon as much as possible in the previous movies.

this saw was not like the other saws i saw. people weren't lying when they said it was the worst - the story, while easy to follow along, was a bit dull and very silly (i know i've said silly a billion times i'm not good with words), and it really feels like its leaning in to the misconceptions and stereotypes that people give to these movies. however, it did show a huge plot twist that had an alright buildup and good conclusion. i'm giving it a solid 1.5/5, with .2 points added for john kramer's fire fucking fit at the book signing holy hell that shit was raw. hopefully saw 8 shows us who the other pig heads at the end were (maybe the other survivors at the therapy talk?) and also redeems the franchise.

[ly0nstea]

My thoughts on the final special, skip to the end if you just want the review and not my hilarious commentary as i watched

The ringing in armins ears was a very nice touch

Armoured titan continues to do all the heavy lifting

Uh ohhhh

Adding scenes with onyankopon at the fort was nice

Getting to see more of the nine was really nice

Pieck solos fr

Pieck getting got by the tybur warhammer and reiner by porco and marcel is kinda hilarious

Connie solos frrr

MIKASA JUST FUCKING RAPID FIRE 3 THUNDERSPEARS WTF

Dude ymir HATES reiner bringing up his whole past

WHAT REINER DOESNT GET EATEN IN THE MANGA WHAT THE FUCK

Nvm he does i just checked i forgot

HOW IS REINER SO FUCKING INVINCIBLE

Jean forgiving reiner L take jean

SNAKE TITAN

BOOOOO GABI THROW HER OFF

Why is falcos titan green

LETS GOO ANNIE

"Where's Arm- i mean, Pieck" ARUANI ARE SO WINNINGGGGGG

Booooo dont kill eren let him win

The eldians should kill all the marleyans fuck them shoot their asses

THEY HAVE LIGHTNING AND FUCKING BOWS AND ARROWS?????

AND FUCKING SWORDA???? AND AXES

Pieck solos again

PIECK KEEPS SOLOING

Jean does not solo bro please

Mikasa not being able to fuckung speak lmaooo

Fucking gabi tryna shoot the titans dumbass tell her ass levi

Cringe Levi L take stomp them all out he doesnt regret his choice bcuz hr knows erwin wpuldve done the based thing and wiped out humanity outside the walls

Slingshot mikasa we stan

Oopsie

Annie doing parkour off the spine of the titan shes the real mvp

Armin having an out of body experience

Damn armin hates himself, based tbh hes a lil bitch

Fucl yea all thosw bitches and the giraffes getting trampled

YO COLLOSSALS ON THE LAVA THATS SO SICK

Millenia of history getting wiped out only paradis deserves to stand 💪💪💪💪

Zeke building his lil castle

Ey its the explanation

"Being alive means dying eventually" zeke youre not smart please stfu

Baby eren ❤️

Zeke and armin talking about the same thing but seeing entirely different things might genuinely be my favourite image in the entire series holy shit

AND SCYTHES

Bertie boys fighring for the love of his life bros so cucked

Ymir saving reiners life bros so cucked

Fucking gabi and her stupid rifle hate that bitch

Aruani stays winning

Krugers so cool bro

Why does zeke love being naked so much

Zekes always fucking up erens shit man

Cucktoldt is back

Zeke getting to reconcile with grisha was nice

Levi gettjng the fucking brawl sound affect for killimg zeke lmaook

Booooo why didnt the baby get thrown

Imagine being the last guy to fall off that cliff thatd suck ass

Jean finally did something

Reiner continues to fucking carry the entire plan by himself

If only armin used his nuke on more civilians </3 him getting held up was sick asf tho

Gabi got to live and her parents booooo kill them all

LET REINER FUCKING DIE HOLY SHIT

LETS GO ERENS ALIVE ABSOLUTE LEGEND

Boooo the eldians and marleyans are working together L bozos kill the marleyans every man woman and child

How did connie figure that out

Honestly id accepy jean and connie dying if it meant gabis bloodline being ended right now

That was such a nice send off for connie and jean im kine of mad its a fake out tbh

REINER CARRYING ONCE AGAIN

Mikasa stop getting fucking headaches and do your job holy shit

Uh oh cabin time

The why are you crying symmetry oo

Cabin erens a lil bitch

HES SO TALL

ROCK HIS SHIT EREN

Mikasas cut looks so good in this

HE TURNED ARMINS FACE TO RUBBLEEEE

Mikasas such a traitor

WHYD SHE CUT HIS HAIR

Mikasas a necrophiliac and ymirs a voyeur

Child armin looks so mich like a girl in mappas style

Whys he tryna make mikasa the mc in the last chapter 🤡🤡🤡

Eren killed his own mom what a madlad

Get rocked eren

Whys armins face like rhat

Its the "worst manga panel of all time"

A sea of blood thats beautiful

80% not enough it shouldve been 90% with only the 10% on paradis left

"Im sure the hell we went through has happened over and over" i actually dont think this has happened before armin

Gross hes holding hair and teeth

"It was at out feet but you were always looking at the distance" is a very nice allegory for freedom and drive

0/10 armin didnt kiss him as well

Still mad we dont get to see anyone elses converstions with eren, especially floch

Pieck is so unserious

MICHE AND PETRA ON SCREEN LETS GO 10/10 FINALE

gabi on screen 0/10 finale

"Give him a proper burial" his is ass does NOT deserve that

"Prove it" cant prove a negative dumbass this is why marley deserves to die theyre all dumbasses

Ymirs all grown up and is it too early to say—

Erehisu stans are so fucking fuming rn holy shit

JAEGERIST INSIGNIA IS SO FUXKING COOL SHIT

Nicoli on screen 0/10 finale

HITCH ON SCREEN 10/10 FINALE

Reiner please calm down for 2 seconds

ANNIE IN A SUIT SHES SO SMALL I LOVE HER

Levi on screen L YO HIS EYE THOO THATS SICK

Can gabi and falco please fuck off

Paradis looks so pretty

Mikasa never threw away the scarf smh

Love the idea that shiganshina becomes a fucking cyberpunk capital and not just a big city

Anyway all jokes aside, the ending still feels a bit inconsequential seeing that no one dies in the final battle, considering how the rest of the show was. Eren's still a coward and a pussy and his inability to act with decisiveness is the reason shiganshina (and presumably the rest of Paradis) is inevitably destroyed, it also proves the Jaegarists point that no matter what happens theyll never stop trying to wipe out eldians, even centuries after titans are wiped out. Eren lied to the people of Paradis and got them killed so like 8 people could live half decent lives cleaning up his mess, most hollow victory of all time. Over all its like a 7/10 ending, there isnt any other way it really could have ended comsidering the story. The new paradis emblem is so fucming cool tho holy shit. Get Rumbled Stay Humbled.

[awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands]

Motley Crue Christmas 2022

After GnR, week 2 is about our Crue. I tried to write some stories here too :)

Tommy Lee: Naughy Elf

You were brushing your teeth, when you felt a pair of eyes on you. Quickly you turned around to find a little elf hanging from the towel holder.

“Tommy? What did I tell you about these elfs?” You groaned.

“I’m not Tommy. I’m the evil elf!” A voice said, coming from the bedroom near the bathroom. It was clearly Tommy’s.

“I know you put this elf here, he’s naked!”

He chuckled and quickly joined you in the bathroom. This Christmas season Tommy decided to do “elf on the shelf” but in his own way : continuous 18+ jumpscares of elfs naked, doing gross things or having “elf sex” ( Tommy’s words).

“Did you like it tho?” He nudged you.

“I hate how you manage to make them so funny. Next time I’d rather have you give me a good morning than the elf.” You hugged him.

“Dressed up as an elf, got it!”

“No Tommy, I didn’t meant that!”

Nikki Sixx : Bubble bath and candles

The sound of the falling rain mixed with the softly music playing from the speakers.

Nikki had you in a secure grip as you both let the warm water embrace you. The candles you put on the bathtub were bright enough to let you look at Nikki’s calm expression.

“I forgot last time I felt this relaxed.” He whispered. 

You couldn’t blame him, touring for a whole year was exhausting.

“Do you remember our first bath together?” You said, still blushing at the bittersweet memory.

“I faintly remember your body against mine, you washing my hair and it was in winter?” 

“Pretty much. You were a dirty fucker, I forced you in the bathtube with the promise of a kiss and I washed your hair. It was  last year, around  Christmas, a week or so before...” You didn’t finish your sentence.

 As much as you loved rembering the first time you kissed Nikki, you couldn’t forget what happened after, how he died and was brought back to life. Neither could Nikki, as he went to hug you closer.

“I’m here now. We will spend this Christmas together, you will still wash me but I got to hold you now and repay the favor.” He kissed the top of your head.

This Christmas would have been different.

Mick Mars: Christmas night in

You couldn’t help but smile at the sight in front of you : Mick was almost hiding under the huge christmas blanket you loved so much. He spent most of the time despising it and calling you a “holiday addict”, but the table turned.

“Didn’t you hate this blanket?” You teased him.

“Look, I have to endure a christmas movie plus some hot cocoa. At least I want to be warm and give my back a break.” He replied, in his fake angry tone that you learned to pick up.

“First we will see the Grinch and you like that movie. Second I made coffee with a bit of chocolate so you will like it more. And lastly, admit you like the blanket.”

“It does its purpose but it’s annoyingly red and it has stupid reindeers on it.” He answered you.

“Fine, lie to yourself. I’m going to bring the coffee here, why don’t you put the movie on.” You said, going to the kitchen.

You came back with a tray, two hot coffee and some snacks in it, while Mick was waiting for you.

“I thought you wanted to hang out with your friends. Didn’t they invite you to a party?” 

“Yeah, but I love nights in. And I have everything I want right now : a cozy blanket, hot coffee and my Grinch.” You reassured him, getting under the blanket.

Mick rolled his eyes and started the movie, but you swore you saw a small smile forming on his face.

Vince Neil: Angel

“Guess what I found at the store!” You said as soon as you opened the door.

“ Christmas ornaments? Since you went for those?” Vince answered, looking from the TV to you.

“Right, but I found the perfect one. C’mon, open it!” You took out a small envelope and handed it to Vince. 

The blond slowly moved the paper away to show a beautiful ornamental angel. It has blond hair and white wings, some gold details and it was clear it was made by hand.

“Wow, you can tell this was handmade, it must have costed you so much.” Vince commented.

“Not at all, I found it in a thrift shop, they totally undervalued it. But that’s not the point. Didn’t you notice something?” You asked again.

“Ehm... no?”

“It looks like you!” You admitted.

“No, it doesn’t!” Vince retorted.

“Yes, it does : blond hair, sweet eyes, dressed in white, high maintenance. That’s you!” You explained.

“Calling me an angel, out of all people, it’s silly and you are wrong. I ain’t this angel thing.”

You stared at him for a second, trying to find the best comeback possible.

“If you don’t want an angel, we can always put a Barbie in there, near my heart shaped ball, to rappresent you.” You smirked.

“Fine, I’ll be the angel. But I’m also the devil you corrupted you!”

[lemondoddle]

where i work did an event today where you could dress silly if you wanted to and of COURSE i wanted to i live and breathe dressing for a theme but let me say it was downright Fascinating taking in the complete lack of acknowledgement in my appearance from customers. for context this is what i was wearing:

[I.D. two photos. the first is a mirror showcasing my outfit consisting of a large red cowboy hat, black face mask, black choker and fake costume teeth on a necklace, a white shirt with a fish and text reading "ask me about langlieria smalingi!" various chunky rings and a squishmallow and dinosaur pop it attached to the belt loops of my pants. the second photo is a closeup of one of the rings, a large three dimensional sloth hugging my finger. end I.D.]

not pictured are my goncharov boots, also if you are curious about the fish its an extinct species the relative of someone i know discovered and the person i know made shirts to celebrate

here's some things i noticed about wearing this at work:

despite the fact that i was wearing a women's fitted t-shirt i felt Very gender, i think it was the cowboy hat i always feel good in it, that combined with the jangling of all my various baubles

in my four hour shift i interacted with at the very least 50 people and received three total comments on my outfit

two of them were complimenting my sloth ring

the third complimented my cowboy hat

other than that, absolutely nothing. not really even stares though i wasnt paying too close attention to that

i did also bring a backup hat just in case this one wouldnt fly, it was a finn adventure time hat which weirdly made the outfit much more cohesive

i was one of the only people dressed up which i expected but it is still very funny. imagine walking through an entire store of normal employees and finding me at the service desk. and you Had to talk to me i was the only one there tonight

also i was literally awarded employee of the month yesterday in front of a group of my coworkers. and then i did this

no one asked me about the fish :( tho i partially blame my lanyard obscuring my shirt

anyways. yeehaw.

[malklavian]

thinking about my bg3 playthrough (ass-cended ass-tarion and durge thoughts-dump, some spoilers)

ascended ass-tarion got me feeling things, such a perfect match with my durge. que me just sighing dreamily of this evil as FUCK, UNHINGED duo.

so I RPed my Durge to be at first scared shitless of his mysterious urges, acting nice and heroic and doing good deeds as kind of like a way to surpress those feelings and act normal, focus on his empathy and use it to help people, tho secretly enjoying the bloodbath of his own creation, and the two of them in the beginning had these tense interactions and i'm pretty sure they could each sense in one another that they were fake as fuck, hiding behind these pretty, elaborate masks and lying through their teeth, and still kind of dancing around one another in this intriguing game of guessing, push and pull, seduction

and then as time goes on they both gradually let down their guards and both basically find out they're quite similar, and as durge learns of his bhaal stuff and astarion ascends they both ease into being unapologetically power-hungry and unhinged and obviously have huge control and dominance and obsession issues, and they bring out the best and the absolute worst in each other and throughout all their flaws and shortcomings... they accept one another as they are even when all others leave their side, and i think that's beautiful... as far as dark fictional romances go. ofc they're both completely off the rails in actuality, toxic as all FUCK beyond one's wildest imagination, like when they get into fights over the stupidest shit and it lasts for fucking decades or whatever and then they get back together again only to backstab each other again soon enough. they probably break up at least a dozen a times a century but they always come crawling right back to one another. tho the s3x they have down the line must be absolutely fucking insane, my god...

and also idc about canon, I just know that my durge ascended astarion and took the gift but did not become his slave or anything

i just imagine the scene going on where astarion is more or less convinced durge is gonna kneel and take it, then just durge grabs him by the jaw and is like 'know your place baby vampire you forget yourself, i made you and i could still end you in an instant' and then they almost kill each other but they don't, and eventually durge caves (durge loves to be slapped around hard every once in a while, come on) and then later on durge controls the brain but gives his allies and those worthy free will, and astarion realises again that he once again is subservient to someone and that kind of stings heh but oh well- it's never impossible to make changes to the arrangements again, if one plays their cards right...

actually i think my durge would give nearly everyone free will just for entertainment (kind of like playing sims and turning on free will and watching them piss themselves and die in their own kitchen fires) up until people start getting a bit too disobedient for his liking

and then of course he'd get too cocky and too in love with his own existence and power and murder, and some brave adventurers eventually take him down and he goes down gloriously. and then it's astarion to the rescue, because as much as they bring out the worst in one another, they're absolutely fucking obsessed with each other. they very much have serious issues but they have all of eternity to work through that, or get even WORSE

now that would be an interesting idea if i ever decide to develop a mini dnd campaign. the evil twink demi god villain and his vampire lord bf the power couple who rule an entire realm. kind of like the whole thing with strahd

or maybe it's canon for my durge that he gets so cocky that he defies daddy murder god at some point, either by destroying the brain or something else, and then is stuck in that bad bhaal ending and hunts and begs his friends to kill him. that's such a disturbing ending, i love it. idk if astarion would want to keep him in that state, too much trouble, he'd either give the mercy kill he yearns for or obsessively search for the cure and tear the whole world asunder in the process, depending on when and how that exactly happens

such a fucking DISASTER, i love it. people usually say that ass-cended ass-tarion is bad for him but idk, i dig the narrative. and at first i felt bad about my character 'suddenly' turning evil because it seemed ooc due to how 'good-aligned' he was up to the bhaal reveal but i explain it to myself that he even had ME fooled with this act of being a reedemable good guy he had going on. all around a very interesting playthrough, gg

[soil-just-needs-water-to-be]

Here chapter two

I jolt awake from the blaring sound of my alarm at 6 later that morning the sun bounding through my window as I completely forgot to close my curtains last night I switch my alarm off abruptly before pulling my duvet over my head and groan "not yet " I tell myself. I need five more minutes. Closing my eyes again brings me peace for what feels like 3 minutes but I am awoken again by my baby brother running into my room

"Maffu , Mummy says it's time wake up "

He climbs onto my bed and starts jumping around me "wakey wakey " I pull the duvet down to look at him and smile

"Hey there Lou ...did you sleep good kid ?" I ruffle his hair and pull him down to me for a big hug and sit up "did you have breakfast yet mate "

"I slept good ...and no not yet mummy made coco pops but said you gotta wake up so you can eat too " he smiles up at me lovely and tries to pull me off the bed with him as he slides down back to the floor.

"I'll be down in five minutes okay Lou " I smile at him fondly and let go of his hand "run along yeh tell mummy I'll be five minutes alright "

I watch him run back through the house and I sit on the edge of my bed and wrack my hands through my hair and sigh. Making my way over to my dresser to get my uniform on I pick up my phone and see a few messages from George and a text from Ross asking if I'm meeting him before school for a smoke or not . I pull on my trousers and walk through to the bathroom to brush my teeth , brush my hair and put on deodorant while I'm occupying myself I reply to Ross

"Yeh man meet me at the park near mine and we can have a joint before we go I rolled a few last night before bed"

I then look at George's messages he was just saying he could help with my GCSEs and a half an hour later saying good night I send off a quick

"Morning G "

Once I've finished up in the bathroom and preening my hair enough that I look "pretty " . I go back to my room and put on my shirt and tie and drop the joints into my pocket along with my earphones and pick up my bag .I make my way through the house saying goodbye to my dad as he leaves for work

"Good morning love " my mum says as I walk into the kitchen , she comes over to me and kisses my cheek "you having breakfast this morning ?". She knows I don't eat every morning so it's a feesable question I pick up my glasses from the counter and slip past Lou

"Nah I've got to meet Ross , but I'll eat at break don't worry " . I ruffle Louis hair again and I say goodbye to both of them and slowly slip out the door. My phone vibrates in my pocket as I close the door I take  it out and see a messages from George again

GeoDan16 : "mornin matty ... sleep well ?"

TrumanBlack : "I slept I don't know about well...still bloody shattered tho "

My eyes still feel heavy as hell as I make my way to the park expecting to see Ross sat on the swings waiting for me which to my surprise he isn't

GeoDan16: "ohhh poor baby ....can't sleep late and wake up early "

TrumanBlack : "bro...uncalled for , uncalled for "

I find myself on the swings grinning to myself like a lunatic . This kid is wild man. Just as I put my phone back into my pocket I hear a whistle from behind me and turn to see Ross bounding down the path towards me

"What's got you so grinny this morning" Ross smiles at me and waves , quickly sitting down next to me on the other swing

"Just watching you flailing around like a bloody giraffe just now " I wink at him just to wind him up and pull the joints out of my pocket with the lighter in tow , I swiftly pass him the other one and chuck the lighter over once I've lit my joint

"Rude dude rude" he glared at me and takes a drag from the joint twinning with me as I do the same , releasing the smoke from my lungs with a long sigh and a massive yawn as I lean forward and rest my elbows on my knees

"Late night huh?" He smiles over to me and laughs

"Yeh but not how you think you whore "

Ross gasps in fake disgust "I never thought anything of the sort Matthew "  he takes another drag "so what where you doing then " he looks at me quizzically

I shrug "Just gaming really , watched YouTube and spoke to some people on the game "

"Late night Pub-G , it's gotta stop mate your going to burn yourself out ....you need rest ...you look like shit "

"Oh thanks bro" I look down myself my uniform it was wrinkled like mad and I could tell the bags under my eyes were dark as hell , and they were so itchy so must be red "I just can't seem to sleep right " I shake my head sullenly and rubs my eyes again after taking another big drag coughing slightly as it hits the back of my throat

"Oh...you stressing ?" He looks at me genuinely concerned this time he does know me better than anyone so he'll know I'm stressing , he drops the end of his joint onto the floor and stamps it out "come on...we can skip first period if you like ?"

I look up at him properly but the sun is in my eyes causing me to squint as my eyes sting from the light "I can't , really have to go....we can meet out back later though for another smoke?" I shake myself down after standing up and putting out my joint "This school is actually gunna kill me Ross " I lean my forehead against his shoulder and groan loudly "let's go "

After a minute or so of walking I pull my phone out again to see if George has replied

GeoDan16: "Sorry man ...I can be quite a dickwad in the mornin ...anyway how are you except for tired ??"

I look up to Ross who is to preoccupied watching the bird fly by and smile at my screen again and feel my cheeks flush

TrumanBlack : "about to walk into hell ...I honestly don't want to go to school right now but I've got my best buddy with me and just smoked a zoot so hopefully I can be calm "

GeoDan16: "arghh a zoot before school sounds like heaven man .... I really can't be doing that before school...mams to nosy and makes sure I get to school instead of skipping "

I laugh to myself thinking of the time my mum used to be like that when I was 14 due to me not spending enough time in school and just staying at home

TrumanBlack : "dude I felt that a little to much there "

"Seriously Mate thats the second time in the last half hour I've seen you smiling at your phone like a 12 year old girl ....who you talking too ,....new girl in tow ? "

I surprisingly look back to Ross who I didn't realise was looking at me , I close my phone and put it back into my pocket swiftly then shove him softly "what do you think dude...just some guy I was talking to last night ...I fell asleep during our conversation so I was finishing it wasn't I ?"

"If your sure " he winks at me again then makes his way through the grey doors of my own brand of personal hell , school , I roll my eyes and watch him trail off to his first class of the day

#mattyhealy #georgedaniel #fanfiction #school #angst #The1975 #RossMcdonald

[diorcities]

who do u love?

content: smut, exhibitionism, readerxdonghyuckxmark, unprotected sex, breeding kink, fem masturbation.

part one.

you felt the warm touch of your boyfriend on your thigh under the blanket. your eyes went to his but they were busy watching the movie playing. you brushed his messy hair with one of your hands and looked at your side, just to find that mark fell asleep on the couch next to yours.

you giggle.

“mark's asle-”

“yeah, i know, he's been like this for a while now” cut your boyfriend, his eyes locked on the screen until he finally looks at you, his face like a blank canvas. “sit on my lap, i wanna cuddle”

you did what he told you, resting your head on the crouch of his neck, your body in between his legs, his hands wrapped on your stomach, drawing circles.

the movie kept playing, with you giving glances at mark each time and donghuyck readjusting himself on the couch. your eyes widened when you felt a bulge pressing against your lower back. the heat covering your neck and cheeks.

“you ok?” his warm breath impacted your neck, and sends you an electric wave through your body. you nodded, repeatedly. “are you crying because the school student died?” he asked, his hands reaching to the tissue box that he bring from his bedroom because he know you were a crybaby.

“i'm fine, it's getting hot under the blankets,” you said.

“your hands are cold, tho” you rolled your eyes.

“the movie's playing, and mark's asleep, be quiet”

you heard him giggle.

you tried to come back and pay attention to the movie, but it was impossible. your head didn't wanna stop its intrusive thoughts of fake scenarios of your boyfriend's moaning in your ear while he fucks you in the dark of his room, in his gaming chair, against the wall, in the shower, the image of his fingers buried on your wet folds, his wet kisses on your breast, his arms flexing every time he...

“you're breathing funny, do you need your inhaler?” donghuyck's voice pulled you out of your head, bringing you back to reality. “let me get it for you, your heart is beating really fast”

“donghuyck” you called, grabbing his hand, so he stays. he look at you, and it only took him seconds to find out what was going on.

he gave you a smirk.

“now? watching train to busan?” he asked you, in a whisper.

you cover your face under the blanket, letting out a small gasp when your boyfriend lifted you and placed you right on top of his crotch.

your eyes went to his, in worries that mark can wake up at any moment. but you couldn't wait anymore, you really wanted his dick inside of you. someone could appear at any point, but you couldn't resist the urge, the electric sensation shooting from your lower abdomen to your legs, arms, head, and your heat.

“i'm all yours, honey” he whispered, and you lost it.

your hands went to the waistband of his pants and pulled it down to his thighs, enough so you could release his length. him, on the other side, took your shorts to your ankles and put your panties on a side

you almost let out a moan when he slides his entire penis on your pussy.

he didn't move for a moment, while you readjusted around him, his length stretching you out. the single thought of him buried inside you, heat you up, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you lean back to him, your back pressing against his chest. your hips moving in circles, feeling the fullness in your core, filling every inch, your wetness helping it to slide easily.

“keep an eye on mark, i can't see him from here” he ordered, his hips pushing himself up, hitting your sweet spot. your mouth went wide open, and as your eyes linger to mark, snoring lightly, his head dropped on one side of the couch. your eyes went to the ceiling at the second trust. your teeth biting your lips at the next thrust.

donghuyck wrapped his arms around your waist, while he pushed his length in and out of your dripping pussy, his breath hitting your ear, biting it, small moans leaving his lips.

your head dropped on his shoulder when he changed position so he could reach you deeper, the blanket tossed on the floor because of the sudden movement. you were now exposed at any sight, in a very compromising position, while your boyfriend fucked the shit out of you in the shared living room.

one of his hands found its way to your lips. you lick them and sucked them, using your tongue to swirl his index finger. you left a small whimper when he speeded up his moves, his index finger previously on your mouth, going to your folds and massaging your clit in circles. the couch moves because of donghuyck's frenzy moves.

his hand forcing you to spread your legs wider, his hips lashing out your butt, the slight sound of wetness coming from your body parts connecting at each bumping, sending pleasurable sensations to each part of your body, while his fingers moving in circular motions on your clit, making you go numb, head empty. brainwashed.

“fuck, i'm close” he said, and you nodded in agreement, feeling the knot tightening in your stomach. your eyes shut because of the arousal of sensations your body was feeling. his hands prior on your leg, spreading you out for him, now on your mouth because of the fear of being caught. “fuck, y/n” he begs, his moves becoming floppy, yet your climax not releasing you from the stimulation.

your legs twitched and shaked of pleasure.

your eyes went to mark when you were about to reach your orgasm, feeling the cum of your boyfriend dripping inside your cunt while mark's eyes opened, locking his sight on your face, contouring of pleasure as your shocking orgasm released you in waves around your boyfriend's penis.

your boyfriend's body released the tension of his body after his climax under you, his head rubbing your back, like a puppy, while your eyes were locked on mark's. the heat covering your cheeks because of embarrassment, yet, mark didn't laugh or make any noise so donghuyck could notice that he saw everything. instead, he turned his head to the other side and pretended to be asleep a little longer, while donghuyck pulled out his penis from your pussy filled with his cum, his hands reaching for a tissue from the coffee table, so he could clean you up.

he pulled up his pants and encouraged you to do the same, your head still spinning from the stimulation, and mark's reaction to the two of you fucking, til the dark-haired boy stretched his muscles and let out a soft moan, his eyes opened again, leaving you confused because you clearly saw him looking you a minute ago.

“the movie ended?” he asked, his raspy and sleepy voice feeling the awkward silence.

“mhm...”donghuyck respond.

“i'll go to sleep then, i must have fallen asleep,” he said, his hands brushing his hair, getting up from the couch. “even though, i saw enough,” said, walking to his bedroom after giving you a slight glance and you seeing a smile dancing on his lips.

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[thatinwardhell]

can i request a smutty/fluffy cole sillinger fic pls!!!

dude i literally had no idea who cole sillinger was before this ask but im grateful to you anon for introducing him to me bc. lord. <333 fluffy/smutty childhood best friends to lovers sort of thing. sorry if it's a bit short!!! i have a harder time writing for players i dont know, hope you enjoy tho <333

Cole always wondered how your body felt so warm next to him as you laid, curled up in the thin top sheet and basking in the warm, summer air Regina had to offer, drifting through his open bedroom window.

He always wondered why he liked it so much that, after so many years of friendship, after spending diapers and terrible twos and tormented middle school years together, you slept next to him in his bed when you slept over. The clock read 1-something as Cole gazed at you, soundly asleep, sprawled out in his sheets, glowing tender in the sharp moonlight.

The night seemed to feed contemplation for him - dredging up memories he'd blocked out of his head throughout the season, since he'd been drafted, even. Cole couldn't remember how long he'd had romantic feelings for you - liked you, loved you, how long he'd felt a fuzzy feeling in his tummy when your hand brushed against his or when you'd lean over on his shoulder as you laughed too hard at a stupid joke he'd made.

You were comfortable. Sweet. Affectionate. Sometimes affectionate enough that Cole could sink his teeth into the daydream of you as his girlfriend, your kisses on his cheeks were something more than a friendly formality.

He felt you stir, then, humming in your sleep and rolling over, snuggling deeper into your pillow. The sheets rustled again as he sunk back down from where he'd been sleeping against the headboard, coming to lay face-to-face with you. Your breath fanned out across the pillow, eyes closed and without a care in the world. Cole thought you looked like a fucking angel, then. Maybe just a human, maybe just the only perfect person on earth, maybe he was just head-over-heels in love with you and couldn't get the words out.

Impulsively, stupidly, Cole's hand came up to cup your cheek, brushing a stray strand of sleep-tousled hair out of your face and rubbing his thumb at your cheek, as if to let you sink into the pad of his thumb, then through his skin, and into his veins. Maybe then he'd be able to take you back to Columbus with him, tucked away somewhere where you'd always be like this, asleep next to him and wrapped up in too-thin sheets and sweet dreams.

"Hey," You whispered, groggy and voice muddled with sleep, bringing your smaller hand to wrap around his wrist and left it there (the feeling of your skin on his always made Cole shiver, though he'd never say it out loud. At least not to you.)

"Hey," He whispered back, thick eyebrows furrowed and eyes shining somewhere distant in the moonlight, "Did I wake you up?"

"Don't worry about it," You whispered back, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you tried, as subtly as you could, to snuggle closer to him. Cole felt your hand move against his in the darkness of his room, skin sliding against skin as you brought your palm to his, your fingers between his. "What'cha thinkin' about?"

"Nothing." Cole muttered, eyes flitting own to where your hand met his, thinly covered by the top sheet, squeezing softly and hoping you wouldn't notice. "Go back to sleep."

"I can't now, C," Cole hated that nickname. Not because it was a bad nickname - it was short, sweet, nothing overly sappy. Through the years he'd started to detest the way it'd make his stomach churn more and more, bringing a blush to his tan cheeks more than he'd admit. "I gotta know what your secret is."

"It's nothing, I told you," He tried to sound annoyed, putting on a fake pout and rolling over, letting your hand slip from his in the tussle of sheets against skin.

The thin air in the room seemed to wait for a response to this, and for a moment, Cole wondered if you'd really gonna back to sleep. Your breaths were guarded, bated in the standstill moment as you laid flat on your back in the softness of the sheets beneath you.

"How do you-" Cole mumbled, drawing his breath in and pausing, holding it like birds in his lungs, eyes staring at the hardwood floor before him. He shifted, slightly, turning his head over his shoulder as if to spy on you, only finding the dark tunnels of your eyes looking back.

"How do I what, C?" You smiled, shifting closer to him, eyes so slightly tired and gaze set on him. "You're freaking me out a little."

"How do you feel about me?" The words were short, blurted out as if they couldn't wait to leave his lungs, falling from such great heights to achieve their greater purpose.

You paused, Cole heard it in the air, a breath drawn in and kept there, hands laced together and a pressure behind your ribs that you couldn't quite place.

"What do you mean, Cole?" He rolled over at this, eyes flitting to your face and searching for something, anything behind the ever-so-slight quirk in your lips, the furrow of your brows, the dull glow behind your pupils. "You know I love you, I just don't-"

"Not in that way, Y/N," His voice sounded strained, thrown somewhere distant and exasperated as he turned on his back, arm over his eyes, as if to block some unwanted reality he was afraid to face. "I don't, I just,"

Cole seemed to search for a moment, lost in the skin-colored darkness his arm provided and fingers in a fist as he tried to find his words. He thought back, back to the years-long friendship that he could, that he was surely ruining as his words drifted from him, of nights just like that one that would be lost to the tides if he really fucking told you.

"I think I'm in love with you," It came out a whisper, something barely there and tiny told to the darkness. "I think I've been in love with you for a long time, and I fucking know, I fucking know this ruins everything, but I just need to know how you feel, because I can't keep-"

Your hand was on Cole's cheek then, ushering him to turn back to his side and prying his arm away from his eyes and your lips were on his before he could process anything.

Years of wondering, waiting, imagining what your kiss felt like came to an unceremonious head - tangled in sheets at what would usually be a normal sleepover for the two of you, putting a star alight in Cole's stomach as he laid and took the feeling of you kissing for himself.

Your mouth was soft, tasting so faintly of your minty toothpaste, warm and comforting when he rolled over on top of you, caging you in with strong arms and grown-out hair whispering over your forehead.

"Cole," You whispered between kisses, hands tangled in his soft, sweet-smelling hair, something tugging at the edges of your lips as Cole continues to kiss the corners of your mouth, your lips, nipping every so often, as if to ask for entry.

He hummed, contentedly, happily, when you opened your mouth for him, allowing his tongue in, taking the immediate opportunity to run his tongue over the inside of your mouth, reverently, as if to memorize the roof of your mouth, the edges of your teeth, the feeling of flesh on flesh.

You gasped as Cole moved lower, pressing a peck to your chin before nudging it up, reveling in his newfound access to your neck. A murmur of his name floated into thin air again, hands still stitched into his hair and legs halfway wrapped around his waist.

"God," The sound was quiet, whispered, as if this was some blissful secret between the two of you, basking between wandering hands and open-mouthed kisses. "Been waiting to do this for so long."

You said nothing in return, too lost in the feeling of his lips, his teeth, his tongue on your neck, offering only breathy gasps and half-moans as your hips canted upward, earning you a satisfied groan against your neck.

Cole's mouth was everywhere, soft brown hair tracing its own path down your body as he moved lower and lower on your body, drifting to suck on your clavicle, a toothy smile erupting against your skin when he felt you arch your back and the vibration of a moan against his cheek.

"Cole," You whispered again, a tug prickling against Cole's scalp as you pulled him back to your lips, teeth bumping as you kissed, desperately, wantonly, in the darkness. "Mh, Cole, need you."

He shushed you, softly, dragging his lips against your cheek and nipping at your earlobe softly, playfully, laughing fully, sweet and hearty when you smacked him lightly on his shoulder for biting you.

Cole's hands were desperate, everywhere all at once, drifting down your tummy and caressing the line where your sleep pants met your skin beneath the shirt you'd stolen from him God knows how many years before, eyes meeting yours briefly before they made their burning path upwards, lifting your (his) shirt with them.

He wasted no time in cupping your tits in his hands, skin soft against skin as he seemed to memorize every part of your haphazardly half-naked body. Cole's lips never left yours - never parted except for needy gasps of air and to lick his way back into your mouth.

You were gasping, desperate, shameless in the darkness, back arching and laying flat as Cole's fingers danced experimentally across your breasts, pinching and squeezing and caressing carefully, listening closely for a particularly loud gasp or a choked-out moan.

Cole was fucking everywhere - every kiss planting itself in your ribcage, sinking deeper than skin as he brought his mouth to your nipple. You gasped, arching deeper into his mouth as he hummed, delightedly, only sending you further at the feeling of the vibration.

His hands remained busy at your other breast, pinching and squeezing your nipple in time with his mouth as he laved over the other, eyes shut and lashes fluttering something beautiful.

Your mewls got lost in the silence of Cole's dark room, gasps and broken moans swallowed up by the hungry night as he switched to the other breast, attaching his mouth to the underside of it, sucking bruises into the sensitive skin there.

"Cole, I-" You whispered, broken by small, pathetic pants as your best friend, boyfriend, one-night-stand made no attempts to stop, lavishing your tits with kisses as you tried desperately to get out what he wanted to say. "I love you. Mph, so much."

The room paused for a moment, Cole's mouth stopped moving against your skin, briefly, and you wondered for a second if you'd gone too far. But nonetheless, his mouth moved like magic against your skin once more, kissing down your sternum and you felt him, deep in your bones, mutter something that sounded too similar to 'I love you too.'

You swore, you swore up and down in your head that his mouth felt otherworldly, like nothing you'd ever felt before, that time had stopped on the old, familiar digital clock that rested just where it always did on his bedside table. Mouthing openly at the dark roof above, eyes screwed shut in anticipation, in fear, in whatever emotion pooled in your belly as Cole kissed his way down it, you felt fingers dip below the thick fabric of your sweats.

The weight, the feeling of Cole's body left for a moment and you gazed up at him as he rose from your body, his altar, flouting back on his haunches and sitting there, taking you in like worship.

His large hands came from his thighs, hesitating, almost, above your skin, before taking your hips between his large hands, running them up you body, slowly, tracing the edges of your body into his brain, where he would always remember the way you felt, naked, vulnerable, beneath him.

"You're so," Cole muttered, choking on the words in his throat, mouth hanging open as he took it all in - how the moonlight fell on your skin, how your arched and keened for him, how you stared up at him with the most beautiful eyes he thought he'd ever seen. "I just never thought..."

He trailed off, pupils blown wide as you sat up, slowly, as if any sudden movement would scare him away in those fleeting moments, basking in the midnight moon. Cole's hair was soft as you tangled your hand once more in it, bringing him back for a kiss.

It was futile, really. To think that the two of you could make up for years upon years of silent words dying in mouths, fleeting touches remembered as Cole moved to Columbus, lingering, residual longing as you both stole glances of each other at family barbecues with sex. But as Cole haphazardly laid you back down, shoving his thin, flannel sleep pants down his thighs and tugging at your own waistband, you felt fucking complete.

He was pleading, almost, groaning against you as you pulled down your sweats and panties, cloth landing carelessly on the floor with a muffled thump, waiting to be picked up the next day.

"Cole, baby," Cole felt his insides warm with an unfamiliar feeling at the pet name that slipped from your lips as you spread your legs, revealing the very delta of Venus. Your eyes were shy, head tilted down as he stared as your sex, drawing his hands forward and pressing your legs as flat as they could be before bringing his weepy cock between your thighs.

Cole's eyes were pleading, pleading to fit inside you with the fervor, the desperation both you and he knew had been burning in the both of you for years.

You nodded, silently, timidly, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and bringing him as close to you as he could be, without drawing him into your own skin. Still clinging to him, arms wrapped rightly around Cole's shoulders, you gasped as he finally pushed inside your needy cunt, reveling in the stretch, the embers between your legs as he split you open on him, groaning at the feeling.

You didn't need words, as Cole held himself above you, seated inside you as if you had been made to take his cock, just gasps and groans and small utterances of fuck and baby drifting between the two of you aimlessly, as if a gull on the seaside wind.

Everything felt full and warm and complete.

Cole's body laid against yours, him inside of you, he began to move, drawing in and out experimentally, as if to test the waters of the fragile balance that hung between your bodies.

The draw of his cock in and out, the veins and ridge of his head made you gasp, drawing him ever closer as you wrapped tour legs around his waist, now clinging to him completely as he took you apart, bit by bit, until there was nothing left but the wanton bodies that laid there in that bed.

Words failed you as you tried to describe the feeling you fucking felt as he fucked you, not earnestly, not yet. You felt his love. It wasn't the blissful feeling of him dragging against your walls, it was the warmth you felt inside as you as Cole pressed pisses against your skin, over and over, the feeling of your nails against his back, hissing and beginning to snap his hips faster at the feeling.

"I love you," You sobbed, as Cole fucked into you steadily, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room as tears fell from your eyes.

You didn't know if it was how good he felt, or how fucking good it felt to finally get this after years of waiting, pining, loving him from a distance, or just the feeling of knowing he wanted you too, that your affection wasn't one-sided.

He said nothing at this, kissing away the salty tears that fell from your eyes and murmuring iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou like a fucking mantra, words slurred together as his hips picked up their pace, split only by grunts and panting, desperate breaths.

Both of you had known since his tongue had delved into your both that neither of you would last long.

Cole felt his orgasm approach rapidly, something overwhelmed in him about the feeling of having his dream girl beneath him, wrapped around him so desperately, mewling his name and crying, fucking crying and moaning out your love for him.

So he pulled back for a moment. Cole's hips kept their pace against yours, but your arms fell from his and he snatched one up, lacing your fingers together and admiring you beneath him.

And maybe that was enough to make him lean back, the sight of you. teary-eyed and moaning uncontrollably as he fucked you, holding hands with him all the while, fumbling through your own orgasm. It was enough, more than enough, for his hips to cant toward your desperately and shoot inside of you, groaning to the heavens and dropping back down against you, still bucking his hips.

You felt so full. So full and so happy and so fucking safe as Cole filled you with his seed, squealing and feeling something between your hips tighten, pulse desperately as you arched against Cole's spent body, leaving him to wade through your orgasm with you, fucking you in little, small strokes through it, reveling in the sound of you coming, just for him, only for him.

The both of you stayed like that awhile, sticky and sweaty but fucking content. Bodies sated against one another, no desire to move crossing your minds as he rolled you back over, so that you were both laying on your side, his long limbs wrapped around yours and you hummed, happy and well-fucked.

There'd surely be things to talk about the next day. How things would work between you two, how much you fucking loved him, since you were a little girl, how you wanted so desperately to be his.

And you could tell Cole wanted to talk too - his eyes were still wide open as he buried his face in your hair, sighing at the sweet smell of it and tightening his grip on you.

For however long the two of you had until the sun rose, you didn't need words. All you needed was to be wrapped in each other, cheeky, sweet kisses pressed against sticky skin, Cole still buried inside you, and the memory of I love you's whispered against skin played over and over until you drifted to sleep.

[nineteenninety-six]

Hey I was wondering if you could write a Shelby sister imagine where it’s set in season 5 and she is around the same age at Ada and also involved in Business and Oswald Mosley kind of has this fascination for her a a little bit of an obsession a tommy gets a little protective casue he always stares at her and sometimes brings her up in conversation. And maybe she has to distract him for something she she flirts with him even tho tommy hates it. 

I don’t particularly like this but I’m not going to rewrite it

TW: Mosley, Harassment

“And who is this?” A posh, striking voice rings through the hallway, stopping the three Shelby siblings in their tracks.

Tommy’s office was only ten steps away and all the siblings could do was wistfully stare at it before turning around and facing the person who called out.

Oswald Mosley strode towards them, the other members of parliament that littered that hallway quickly parted to make a path for him and it didn’t take long for him to come to a stop in front of them.

“You didn’t tell me you had another sister Mr Shelby”

“Must have slipped my mind”

A smile crept on Mosley’s face, “Luckily we bumped into each other, are you not going to introduce us?”

Tommy, Ada and (Y/N) all shifted uncomfortably at his grin, knowing that it meant nothing good.

Tommy took a deep breath before speaking, “This is (Y/N), my baby sister”

Mosley’s grin widened as he stuck his hand out, “Pleasure to meet you, Miss Shelby, my name’s Oswald.”

(Y/N) shook his hand and gave him a polite smile, “It is nice to meet you too Mr Mosley”

Mosley gripped (Y/N)’s hand for longer than necessary and when she tried to pull it away he refused to budge until Tommy cleared his throat and even after that he made sure to make a show out of it.

“You must excuse me, I have a meeting to get to but it was a pleasure, Miss Shelby, we shall meet again soon.”

All (Y/N) could do was give him a nod as she knew that if she opened her mouth, nothing pretty would come out of it.

When he finally disappeared from their line of sight, (Y/N) wiped the hand he had touched on Tommy’s suit,

“He’s a disgusting little creature” She commented as she ignored Tommy’s disapproving stare as she kept on wiping her hand on him.

“He’s so full of shit, he just oozes it” Ada agreed

Tommy nods as he guides his sisters to his office, “I don’t want you coming down here anymore, (Y/N), he has a fascination with you and I don’t want to see where it leads to.”

“You’re not going to hear any arguments from me” (Y/N) agreed as she shut the door of Tommy’s office behind her, “But I don’t think it’ll be that easy”

.•° ✿ °•.

(Y/N) hadn’t stepped foot in London since the day Mosley bumped into her but that didn’t mean that she was free from him. Letters had started to appear soon after, arriving at her doorstep every week and in turn, she had burned them. Tommy was the only one who knew about them and asked her to open them to see if he wrote about anything important but it quickly became apparent that all he wanted was (Y/N).

(Y/N) was pretty sure that she would never meet the man again until she realised he attended Lizzie’s birthday party, something Tommy didn’t even warn her about.

“Miss Shelby!”

(Y/N) froze in her steps and it was only after Ada pinched her did she stand straight and greet the man with a fake smile.

“Mr Mosley, what a surprise. I hadn’t known you were coming” “Your brother extended an invitation to me at the last minute.” He placed a hand on her shoulder and it took all of her willpower not to shudder, “I’ve been sending you letters yet I haven’t received a response”

(Y/N) put on a face of surprise before she proceeded to lie through her teeth “Oh? I recently moved you see, I suffered a burglary and I didn���t feel safe there anymore so Tommy found me a new place”

“How unfortunate, you must tell me if I can do anything to help.

(Y/N) made a mental note to punch her brother the next time she saw him before she clenched to her teeth and responded to the man in front of her,

“Of course” (Y/N) couldn’t even muster a false smile, “But you must excuse me, there are a couple more things I must get done for tonight”

“Surely, you can get a maid or even a sibling to do it?” Mosley motioned towards Ada who hadn’t moved an inch despite his irritated glares.

“You know what they say; if you want something done right, do it yourself” (Y/N) repeated the phrase she had Tommy say a number of times.

Mosley grinned that grimy grin of his as he nodded in agreement, “Of course, I’ll see you soon.”

(Y/N) immediately marched into Tommy's office, ready to give him an earful.

“A warning would have been nice”

Tommy’s eye flickered to her from the paper he was reading in confusion,

“Mosley…?”

Tommy put down the paper and rounded his desk so that he could comfort his sister, knowing that the man made her extremely uncomfortable.

“He already knew about it, practically ambushed me. I didn’t have a choice”

“But you could have told me, Tommy.”

“Listen,” Tommy ducked his head so that they were looking at each other, “I’m sorry I really am. He’ll be staying the night so I just need you to show your face during the performance and then get Finn or Isaiah to drive you home.”

“I can’t leave now? He’s gonna try to corner me again”

“I’ll keep him busy until the performance, you can hide away until then.”

When the performance arrived, (Y/N) was only able to stand being there for twenty minutes before she asked Isaiah to take her home, the eyes of Mosley never leaving her.

.•° ✿ °•. (Y/N) had tucked herself away from the rest of her family since Lizzie’s birthday because the moment she would, Mosley would appear and make her life hell. Her family had respected her little break until one day Tommy turned up on her doorstep.

“I need your help”

(Y/N) eyed him before she started to close the door, “No”

Tommy stuck his foot in the doorway before it could close fully, “Please.”

“What do you want me for?”

“....I need you to distract Mosley while I search his office.”

(Y/N) kicked Tommy’s leg out of the doorway and slammed the door shut in his face without saying anything.

“Please! I won’t ask you for anything ever again.” Tommy pleaded through the door, “After this, I move you to a completely new location and you’ll never have to deal with him or anything you don’t want to do”

There was a pause before (Y/N) spoke up, the door still closed,

“Will I be alone with him?”

“No”

There was another pause before the door crept open and (Y/N) popped her head through the small gap,

“You promise?”

“You can have Finn, Isaiah, Arthur, whoever you want.”

(Y/N) stared at him for a few more moments, twisting her lips before opening the door up wider and letting him in.

“What do you want me to do? I won’t agree until I know the full plan.” (Y/N) walked towards her living room, leaving Tommy to trail after her.

“I need to search his office and I need him distracted long enough to do so”

(Y/N) didn’t bother asking why her as it was plenty obvious but she was curious about a few things, “Won’t he get suspicious? I mean I’ve been avoiding him from the start”

“That’s why we’ll have him bump into you. You’ll be in Westminster, say you’re waiting for me but I got held up with a meeting.”

“And I can have one of the boys next to me? What if he asks?”

“Just give him any excuse you want, it’s not like he’s going to say it’s a lie”

(Y/N) sighed, still not completely sure, “I don’t know Tom. Give this man an inch and he’ll take a mile”

“I know I’m asking for a lot, but if everything goes to plan, this man goes down forever.”

There was a few minutes of silence as (Y/N) thought it over before she nodded.

“I’ll do it”

.•° ✿ °•.

(Y/N) walked through the halls of Westminster, Finn right beside her as they made their way towards Tommy’s office. Parliament had ended not long ago, just like Tommy said and the halls were filled with men and amongst them somewhere was Mosley.

As they were approaching the bend that would take them to Tommy’s office, a voice called out to them.

“Miss Shelby! Miss Shelby!”

(Y/N) steeled herself and turned around with a smile and just like when they first met, Oswald Mosley was striding towards her.

“Mr Mosley, we meet again”

“If I didn’t know better, I would have thought you were avoiding me” Mosley laughs and (Y/N) conjures up a fake one to go alone with him.

Mosley’s eyes flicker to Finn who stood protectively behind her and plasters in his own fake smile,

“Who’s this?”

“This is Finn, one of my brothers”

“There sure is a lot of you Shelby’s isn’t there”

Remembering what Tommy told her about him sleeping with his family members, (Y/N) had to stop herself from physically gagging at the man. She hoped that Tommy was nearly done searching for whatever he was looking for because she didn’t think she could last much longer.

“Where is that other brother of yours?”

“We were meant to be having lunch together but he got held up with a meeting, so we’re going to wait for him in his office.”

“Allow me to walk you there”

Despite how much she wanted to tell him no, she knew the longer she kept him distracted, the better. So she put on the fake smile she had mastered at this point and nodded, allowing him to walk them to Tommy’s office.

Finn hadn’t spoken a word since Mosley appeared but he never left her side and she knew without a doubt that if something happened, he would help her.

Mosley had been rambling the whole time but (Y/N) wasn’t paying any attention, she had reached her limit with him as soon as she saw him and now every time he opened his mouth, she was close to snapping.

“Thank you for walking us here but we should be fine now” (Y/N) said as they stopped in front of Tommy’s office.

Before Mosley could respond, Tommy appeared from around the corner and strode towards them,

“Sorry for the wait” Tommy ignored Mosley as he opened the door to his office and motioned for Finn and (Y/N) to go in.

“You shouldn’t let your sister just wander the halls here, it’s dangerous” “She can handle herself” Tommy stood up for his sister.

“There’s dangerous people here, you should be more careful”

(Y/N) pushed past Tommy and stood up to Mosley, “I managed just fine with the person in front of me and I’ll only tell you this once, don’t you ever contact me again, you disgusting gremlin”

With that (Y/N) stormed into Tommy's office and Tommy followed her in, slamming the door in Mosley’s face as he did so.