#ugh I'm so fucked up and I'm still figuring so much shit out. like. baby girl you resonate with the monstrous feminine this shouldbe obvious

[neverendingford]

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[minhosimthings]

imagining heeseung as a gynaecologist has me drooling. this mf would either

give excuses in the form of "lay down for me,let me see" but uses this chance to manhandle you and settle you in wtv position he likes

'baby i'm just checking and you're squirming,it's so not pure of you' but irl he has 3 of his fingers on your hole,stretching it enough for him to get a good look at your aroused walls,smirking when he sees it clenching

"your insides are vibrating baby,do you really want me to do nothing about it?and let you leave?"

YOU CANT JUST DO THIS SHIT TO ME ANNONIE WHAT THE FUCK. Warnings: 18+ content, fingering, p in v, semi exhibitionism

More under cut!

Ugh I'd pass out just imagining him smirking so much, when you'd gladly spread your legs for him on the doctor's table because according to him it was a 'necessary medical procedure'. Just imagine him sticking his first finger into you pussy and flicking it upto a place he knew would drive you crazy. A secret spot only he knew.

Your vision begins to speckle and fizz, and pleasure coils blinding hot in the pit of your stomach. The sound of his pumping fingers is filthy and slick, and your cunt sucks him in. Begs more than your mouth ever could.

You meet each thrust of his fingers with a tilt of your hips, exhale a stuttering moan, when he pulls you hard against his chest and whispers a string of praise into your ear.

Without warning, Heeseung rams into you, his hips snapping against your pelvis causing you to cry out, the pain soon turning into pleasure — your nails dig into his back which were sure to create scratches as he plows into you.

His rhythm was steady, rolling his hips quickly into you before they stopped, pushing the silicone fully into you and hitting your cervix. Heeseung continue with his abuse on your cunt, hips going from rolling to snapping quickly in and out of you.

Slap after slap on your ass cheeks over and over, his strong hand making the stinging pain unbearable. You felt him sink into you again, a lewd moan shrieking from your lips, but silenced quickly by his hand.

"Wouldn't want the others to hear how much of a cumslut you are right?" His cocky smile would dingle on his face. Heeseung is relentless, slapping you until your skin is raw. His thumb slyly pressed against the clenched ring of flesh when he had spread the flesh of your ass, thumb poking and teasing.

Like a tidal wave your orgasm comes crashing down, and you let out a loud pornographic moan of Heeseung's name whilst you squirt all over his dick—he savours every bit of warmth, as he leaves marks on your shoulder with his skilled tongue.

a small puddle of drool formed at the creases of your mouth, your eyes still rolled back as Heeseung's thick cock pulled out, leaving your pussy paining, as if it was a heaven without the angels or hell without the demons.

"look at that, all fucked out for me. you liked being fucked like a slut?" Heeseung cocks his head at your panting figure, "Well, you passed you test atleast, so you're good to go." His ego only rises, seeing you all messed up in the medical gown, glaring daggers at him. He'd scoff at that, as if he didn't just give you the best doctor's appointment of your life for free.

[faithlia]

𖹭 Perfect Now 𖹭

summary: Chris is your husband trying to make you feel good about yourself.

˚୨୧ fluff

warnings: insecurities.

Shit. Why did everything have to be so... so... Ugh.

You looked at yourself in the bathroom mirror, while Chris was lying relaxed on the bed watching Sponge Bob.

"Hey, baby, what do you think about our Halloween costume for the party? I think you'd look great as Sandy," he joked, not taking his eyes off the TV.

You let out a high-pitched scream, stressed. You huffed and stomped your foot on the floor like a nervous teenager, wanting to break everything around you and rip your own face off.

You felt sad, ugly and stupid. Your face started to turn red and warm tears fell down your cheeks.

Chris noticed your frustration."What happened, baby?" he looked away to the side, watching your figure standing in the shared bathroom of the room. Chris looked at you worriedly.

This was so stupid, I mean, you were already a married woman, and even though you were beautiful and hot and often felt incredibly beautiful and hot, sometimes - and many times - you felt like a piece of shit.

You started to cry and sob looking at your reflection in the mirror.

"C'mon, kitty, come here." Chris turned off the TV and sat on the edge of the bed, watching your tired image slowly walk towards him. He pulled your waist with his hands and gave a short kiss on your belly covered by the shirt - his shirt. "What's going on, huh?"

Chris made you sit on one of his thighs, while he wiped your stained cheeks.

"It's nothing." you looked away. He looked at you confused, frowning and asked once again what was going on.

You sighed heavily, fidgeting on his thigh and looking at your own hands. "It's just that I feel so ugly and stupid... I don't know, I just wanted to be beautiful and I wanted my body to be different and, fuck, why are my boobs like that? And my stomach can't be the way I want it to be?" you grumbled and started to hate how pathetic those words sounded coming out of your mouth.

There were so many things to say that it was suffocating.

Chris took a deep breath and gave you a chaste kiss on the lips. "Kitty, what are you talking about? You're beautiful and.." you interrupted Chris, frustrated.

"But I'm not now and I wasn't yesterday, and tomorrow I'll still be like this. I wish I was different! I hate being ugly, I hate these stupid stretch marks, I hate these scars all over my body, I hate the shape of my breasts, I-

"Oh yeah, look how ugly you are!" Chris mocked you sarcastically.

Chris thought you were intensely beautiful and couldn't stand hearing those words about the amazing girl he loved so much, but he couldn't resist teasing you.

"Ugh, Chris. I hate you." you tried to get up from his lap but Chris pulled you against the bed, getting into a spoon position, pressing your body against his. "Chris, get off of me. Seriously!"

"But I love love love you." he left several kisses all over your face, even though you were trying to get rid of him at all costs. "Chris, let me go!" you ordered once more, irritated. "Only if you stop with this nonsense." your eyes rolled back.

It wasn't nonsense!

You were hurt and felt your heart weigh down and tears fall again.

"I'm sorry, baby. Would you like to talk more about it, huh?" he asked suggestively in your ear, caressing your waist.

"It's only a matter of time until you leave me for a slimmer and prettier girl who doesn't have these scars." you whined, mulling over your choice of words.

"Okay, now you're being ridiculous." Chris said, turning your body to face him. He rested his head on his hand, while running the other over your bare thigh. "Kitty, you are beautiful, you are! and I love you and I always will..." you started to calm down with your husband's kind words until: "Besides, I would never marry an ugly person!" he exclaimed, clearly joking, but it made you even more angry.

You got out of bed and slammed the bathroom door loudly.

Chris rolled his eyes, knowing he had said something stupid. He couldn't help but make jokes even at times like these. But he certainly wanted to make his wife feel happy with herself.

"Honey, it was a joke!" he knocked on the door, failing to enter the room. Chris let out an awkward laugh. "Kitty, c'mon. Open the door, please."

Chris tried to hear what was going on inside but you were silent, trying to find a way to not feel so stupid and end this exhausting situation.

For two minutes Chris was completely silent. "I need to pee!" Chris's voice was low. He remained silent, waiting for an answer from you. "Seriously, if you don't let me in I'm going to have to pee on your plant."

Next to your side of the bed, there was a pot of Dandelions that you liked so much. Chris thought it was a bit ugly for the room's decoration and whenever he could, he would make jokes about ruining your plant.

You opened the door at the same time, still annoyed. Chris entered the bathroom with a chuckle: "Oh, you always fall for that."

He walked over to you and immediately hugged you from behind. "I'm sorry, I'm an idiot." he started kissing your neck, moving your body with his - almost as if you were dancing.

Your face was dejected, closed in a frown and Chris tried to cheer you up by saying: "Tell me what you want, huh? Do you want some candy or pizza?" he asked against your neck.

"No!" you grumbled, your voice full of anger.

"Do you waant a massage?" He rested his chin on your shoulder, watching your reflection with your head down in the mirror.

Once again, you denied it.

Chris found you so captivating, so beautiful, and he didn't have enough words to show you how perfect you were. His heart broke every time he saw you sad. He wanted to be able to end all your insecurities and kiss away all your inner wounds. He made a promise before God and the State that he would always take care of you and do everything possible to make you happy, and he would fulfill that forever.

"Do you waant to go out for dinner, to Carnival or to the Cinema?" he asked once more, not caring about your previous negative answers. "Or all at once?"

"No, Chris, no!" you exclaimed, impatient.

"Okay, okay!" he chuckled, dragging his hands gently around your waist and whispering hoarsely in your ear: "Do you want to make love, hmm? You want me to touch your-" Chris felt a slap on the head. "Ouch, right." he complained, tightening the hug.

"Baby, seriously, look at you!" he lifted your chin so you could look at yourself. "You're so beautiful, so perfect and you have no fucking idea how hot you are! I love everything about you. I don't give a damn about your scars or stretch marks because they're beautiful and small details compared to all the other perfect things about you, my love. I must be the luckiest guy in the world to have married the most beautiful, smart, funny and delicious girl..." you bit your lip, trying not to crack a happy smile. "And if you ever leave me for some idiot, he'll be the luckiest guy in the world too."

"I would never trade you, you're the only idiot I can stand." You stated and Chris laughed, giving you a little kiss on the shoulder.

He moved his hands behind you, gently trailing them over your waist and tummy, caressing you. "And about your belly? girl, please, I mean, that body is tea!"

You couldn't hold back the laugh and let it out and Chris loved making you laugh.

"Chris, stop." you ordered, biting your lip.

"And you know very well that I prefer your ass." he gave you a hot slap on the butt and you screamed in surprise. "...but I love those tits so much, they're beautiful, perfect and fucking delicious to put in my mouth. I would spend hours and hours sucking on them." Chris squeezed your breasts under your shirt, lightly biting the skin on your neck. He pinched your nipples between his fingers and you loved the pressure he made, feeling slightly aroused.

"Stop." you ordered, even though your request was silent.

Chris stopped his movements and turned your body, he held your blushing face and assured you: "I love you more than you could ever imagine, kitty. And I can assure you, with all the certainty in the world, that you are the most beautiful and irresistible woman I have ever seen. I will always want to praise you and touch you in this way, because I am so fucking in love with you, princess, but my heart breaks when I see you so sad. You deserve all the happiness in the world and, fuck, I would go anywhere and everywhere possible to be able to find what you need.

Chris's eyes were full of tears and you had tears streaming down your skin, but this time, they were tears of happiness.

You smiled at him and gave him a passionate kiss. Chris asked during the kiss: "Will you marry me?"

Even though you had been married for so long, Chris always made sure to ask you this. You answered yes against his lips and were picked up like a true bride.

"What do you think about having your honeymoon now?" he asked you, walking to the bed and you smiled passionately, being absolutely certain that you would love that man forever.

The End

[bloopitynoot]

Reading SVSSS: Chapter 18

For those who don't know, I am reading SVSSS for the first time and sharing my thoughts!

If you have not read it, there will be spoilers! Consider this a warning.

Also- if you want to follow along, I am aiming to post updates daily. You can find all the posts in the tag bloopitynoot reads SVSSS. You can also check out the intro post for context on my read.

New chapter, new cup, and back on my tea drinking! Today is another past year ren faire hand made cup with a Blueberry Jasmine tea.

This is present me rn - having finished this chapter- I WAS NOT PREPARED WHAT THE FUCK; what a goddamn jump scare of a read! D:

let's get ready for the notes journey so you can see me descend into a cacophony of sound:

Okay the visitor from last chapter was not Luo Binghe, and I really thought it might have been- it is in fact Liu Qingge! p159

Where is Luo Binghe though?? p159

Side note: unrelated, but a little bit related- adjacently related if you will - to the plot -> Big Same Shen Qingqiu! When I see a fan I too have to give that baby a firm crack! p159

Also real as fuck. LQQ: "what's up with you and Luo BInghe?" SQQ: I don't really know, but here we are LOL" p160

What did Liu Qingge see in the room that made him trip up/pause??? (I am sure we will find out later but still what the heck) p162

I'm crying at the strike out over here "His current attire and appearance was exactly identical to the Luo Binghe from before the Immortal Alliance Conference: the model of flawless and pure disciple of a major sect, the image of a pretty, diligent, and competent young wife, it really...really...was..." p162

Why am I so suspicious about the breakfast service Luo Binghe has for SQQ. p163

I love how the two of them in disguise in this very obvious trap of basically every powerful cultivator and sect is Luo Binghe changing his facial expression and SQQ being like "well I've been away for a while they will never recognize me" stealth check natural 1 for sure for sure p168

ewwww. anything to do with Old Palace Master. I really hate this guy, this story is so fucked. honestly poor Luo Binghe rn. pp171-172

oooo! New quest from the system: Raising Righteous Image Points! p176

more me appointed points to my 'SQQ is the damsel/love interest narrative', "In conclusion: So the female lead's role was going to be Shen Qingqiu again, huh?" p177

THANK YOU! This guy is the only one talking sense. Tianlang-jun really did nothing to start this whole war. He was only tricked and then essentially had the shit absolutely beat out of him. I dont even think the rumour he was going to wreak havoc and kill a bunch of humans was true- probably made up by butt hurt Old Palace Master. p181

ugh. Poor LBG having to hear all these people talk about his parents, their story, and how his mom hated him so much she tried to abort him. what the fuck, that's enough to mess anyone up quite badly. pp181-183

LBH: SQQ: my heart!!! pp 186-187

OFC LBH would be blamed mid Menty-B for the random demons being present. p189

Also so valid! the sects really are using the same tricks they used on Tianlang-jun. You know what, i'm really starting to stand with these demons - they have been done so dirty! p190

Hell yeah Yu Qingyuan stepping in! p191

Everyone here wants an explanation- how tf are they going to explain any of this tho LOL p195

Oh fuck, oh fuck! He hit zero points! p196

wait...alternate punishment? p197

Oh dang, he really just collapsed p197

AH! What's happening in the dream punishment. Is the punishment SQQ having to live with the original novel Luo BInghe and forever pining for him LOL? pp 198-199

Oh shit. Luo Binghe is totally figuring out that Shen Qingqiu is not his original Shizun p201

HE TORE HIS ARM OFF?! P202

MORE LIMB RIPPING P203

WHAT WHAT WHAT!!!!

THIS IS WILD.

What a horrible punishment OMG.

[destinygoldenstar]

🌟It's A Musical! With Lights, Autotuned Singing, Slandering Yul, And Jake Getting Cucked 🌟 - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 3 Episode 6 “Strike A Chord”

I was gonna do this yesterday, but then something... pretty harsh came up.

I will say this: I'm probably going to have to slow down the pace I'm getting these reactions out.

This has NOTHING to do with the show itself! I'm enjoying it so far. My reasonings don't have anything to do with the show doing something that hurt me.

It's just because these reactions take about 2-3 hours to make. And it has resulted in me being up WAY too late at night for my own health. And it's getting to me.

There's also some... pretty disturbing events happening in my personal life. I'm not going to get in depth about it here. Because it's... it's VERY sensitive and triggering to talk about.

For the sake of this and for the sake of my own health, I need to take care of it first and foremost.

Again, THE SHOW DID NOT DO ANYTHING WRONG. THIS IS PURELY LIFE CIRCUMSTANCES.

But, ya know, I want to at least get one more in. Enjoy this reaction.

"Man, is this girl smart or just plain evil? Probably both."

XD

OH MY GOD THAT IS...

THAT IS SO ACCURATE.

"I can do so much more than just vote for Yul. For my next showing, I will silently pull the strings of our little Jello Alliance to dominate the game. And if they ever get an opportunity to counter us with an idol, I will make sure it's Yul! OHOHOHOHO!"

NO RIYA YOU NEED EVERYONE EVEN IF YUL SUCKS.

ALSO THAT'S A BRITISH EVIL LAUGH I DID, GODDAMMIT!!!!

I'm not very good with the Indian accent yet...

ANYWAY THERE'S OLIVER GETTING THROWN OUT OF A PLANE!

*Gets Grammarly Ad*

*Mouse Stops Working*

What the fuck?

Hello?

I WOULD LIKE TO SKIP THE AD PLEASE

IS-

IS MY MOUSE FUCKED AGAIN?!?!?!

I DON'T WANT TO WATCH THE ENTIRE AD! FUCK GRAMMARLY!!!

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MY MOUSE?!?!

*Tech difficulties*

That took me awhile to fix.

My mouse has been acting up like that where it just stops working.

What a way to start the episode XD

Oh yeah we left off with this.

Is this lady associated with Yul?

Cause if yes, I don't like you.

"If I wake up tomorrow with those disgusting eyes, it'll be your ass!"

Good.

I hope you suffer.

"Your manager called me."

"Asking for a raise again?"

Ah, I see you are a factor in our generation's financial problems.

"I'm guessing you're not very bright, so let me explain this slowly."

XD

The way she said that.

"Yes, awen't you a wittle baby? You can't possibly figure this out."

"Audience favorability for you has been going down."

That implied Yul had any fans to begin with.

Which that idea alone kinda pisses me off cause who the hell is genuinely rooting for this guy?

You like Yul I don't like you. /j

"All that work he put into you and Grett..."

Ah so it WAS for money!

I HAD A FEELING YOU WERE STILL A BITCH.

He doesn't love her. He just wants to use her to make himself look better.

What a pig.

"How is this my fault? Have you seen Winnie The Pooh?"

Did-did you just compare MY GRETT TO FUCKING WINNIE THE POOH?!

"Do you know how hard it is to pretend you like that clingy piggy 24 hours a day?"

YOU'RE A PIG.

Let me see, what's the ugliest pig image I can find on Google??

Shit they're all cute... (Me raising an eyebrow at my own implication I find pigs cute)

Here we go.

THIS IS YOU, YUL.

I KNOW THE TRUTH.

I KNOW WHAT YOU REALLY ARE.

"You want to have a career after this, don't ya?"

Pigs have jobs? Since when?

"UGH! FUCK MY LIFE!"

"AWWWW DAMMIT! I HAVE TO BE A NICE PERSON? LIFE IS SO HARD!!!!"

Fuck you too.

How about we make a campaign?

This post gets approximately ten million notes, and I will invest my savings into developing the technology needed to jump through the screen, enter the world of Disventure Camp, and publicly execute Yul Kim.

Then I will livestream his funeral. Nobody is going to be devastated, in fact, they will fully support me. We will celebrate with a dinner that is the leftover pork from Yul's body. Because if you look deep into his soul, you will find a pig.

Will I be ten million in debt? Sure. Will I probably be trapped as a Disventure Camp character forever? Sure. (Like Digital Circus.) But it's a sacrifice I am willing to make.

(THIS IS A JOKE. I AM NOT ACTUALLY GOING TO DO THAT.)

"Wanna take a walk with me? I could use some girl time!"

Aww! Taking her in! I like that!

"You good to go fishing without me, Jake?"

Yeah Jake be the man of the camp. Especially since we got rid of all the other boys XD

Yeah maybe we shouldn't have eliminated all the strong men on the team FIRST?

Well not entirely. Ashley's pretty good in that department.

"Hey Jake, if you need someone else, I'm open."

Can Fiore fish? Is she strong enough to do that?

"I guess you'd make decent bait for the smaller fish."

WHAT?!

YOU WANT TO GET HER EATEN BY FISH?!

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!

If Hunter was still here, he'd be like "Great idea Jake! Alright Fiore, let's get you attached to the hook!"

"As much as I don't trust Fiore... if Hunter got to the merge with Ally and Tess, they could've taken over this game."

I was told that there was a lot of backlash for he Hunter blindside when this episode came out. So the writers had to explain it.

Is THIS supposed to be that explanation?

I mean, they're not WRONG here, but I think they explained it fine in Episode 5.

Fiore is a complete outcast, but if you get rid of her now, you're forcing yourself in a tie with a couple and you can't guarantee your own safety with that.

That makes sense to me.

"Let me guess, missing Hunter?"

"You know, shockingly... no."

I'm sorry, what?

THAT'S YOUR BOYFRIEND. WHY ARE YOU FINE WITH HIM BEING OUT OF YOUR SIGHT?!

"I wish I got to talk it out with him."

You wish you could patch things up, but you DON'T want him here...?

...okay???

"Honestly, I don't think we could've worked things out while we were still in the game."

I mean, yeah, okay. I get that.

It's a toxic environment.

But it sounded like you weren't working anything out at home either, so screw me for not getting it I guess. I'm a bitch.

"I know I'm next to go."

What makes you think that?

FIORE IS STILL HERE.

Like, of course that's not what's gonna happen!

"Remember Ally, it's not over till the rooster crows!"

Ooh okay!

I like Ashley befriending both her teammates! I like this!

Oh my god...

What the fuck did we just cut to?

HEY. DON'T BUG A WOMAN WHEN SHE'S SHOWERING.

"For my next showing, I will steal all the hot water as revenge for you spying on me while I'm naked in the shower!"

NO RIYA THEY CAN GET SICK FROM THAT!

"If Tipiskaw is suddenly in a drought this year, we know what caused it."

I get that's sarcasm, but dude, you're in the woods. There's lakes. There's rivers. You live on a beach.

"I won us this shower, so I can take as long as I want!"

As she should.

"There better still be hot water in there."

"Duh! I was just in there! Of course it's hot."

XD

QUEEN. 👑

Also was that supposed to be a flirt?

"I want to apologize for how I spoke to you in the previous challenge."

Yeah, well, we know for context you don't mean shit.

WAIT HOLD ON.

IS HE WEARING EARPLUGS?!?!

Oh my fucking god.

Being nice is so damaging to him that he physically cannot stand hearing such language. He has to plug his ears whenever he is nice because he will go deaf if he hears it.

...the lore man, I tell you. The things you learn about a character.

Let me just uh... take a plug off and...

"HEY YUL! I LOVE YOU!! I THINK YOU ARE THE BEST CHARACTER EVER!!! YOU ARE SO KIND AND SWEET AND CONSIDERATE AND THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU WHATSOEVER!!! CAN I GIVE YOU A HUG?"

Let's see what that does to him.

"As an ally to women everywhere,"

*snicker*

Hey, I'm a woman. Watch it.

"You really did hurt me, you know."

"I know, angel. I wish I could take it back."

Break up with him Grett.

Just break up with him.

I CAN GIVE YOU SO MUCH MORE THAN HE CAN!

"I can deal with some stupid, faceless fans online calling me fat, but you're my boyfriend!"

Well she and Allyson should interact then.

"You're supposed to support me, and all you want is for me to change... just like everyone else."

Awww 😢

Honey, no....

Oh.

Oh no it's an ear BUD. Whoops.

Well now I feel stupid.

And here I thought we were giving Yul some depth.

"Do you really mean that? You've never said anything this sweet before."

Yeah she's suspicious. She isn't stupid.

"You are so strong and brave, and you shouldn't change for anyone but yourself."

Took the words right out of my mouth.

How dare you.

"Between you and I, I... never really thought of myself in that way."

Awwwww.

You deserve so much better.

That also makes sense too given her past...

"Now kiss her."

"Now kiss her."

😆

*covers mouth*

NO.

NO.

FUCK NO.

NOOOOO!!!!!

NO MY REP IS RUINED!!! NOO!!!!

NOT A YUL JOKE ACTUALLY MAKING ME LAUGH!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

I hate this bitch with as much passion as the fire on his shirt.

"You seen Derek? He's been gone all morning."

"Oh. He went out to breakfast with Krystal."

"Just the two of them?"

"Yeah, they've been getting along recently."

Ooh?

Krystal X Derek...

Strangely, I think I actually ship that. That can work.

"Oh..."

"Why? Jealous?"

Oh?

Love triangle?

Trevor's also in love with Krystal?

Oh god not another love triangle...

*Proceeds to spiral into Total Drama-related PTSD*

Both Intern Boys are in love with the same girl. Who is their boss.

OH. GOD.

Aw, Gabby with the apple!

Is that the chicken? That looks like the exact same meat as the fish from a couple episodes ago.

"So Tom, how have things been on the police force?"

"Oh busy as hell, but I love it!"

Aw yay we get more context on this!

His life has turned around for the better!

"Plus, I get all the donuts a man could ask for!"

Hey, that's a bonus. Donuts are good.

"What a dream, huh? Making a living off doing what you love."

"Tell me about it."

Oh...

Yeah I hope that wasn't directed as an Ellie roast. Cause she deserves a lot of things, but not that.

"I gotta thank you again, Gabby. You're the reason I even got the job, after all."

I'm still calling BS on the fact that Tom became a cop but not Gabby. Even though Gabby arguably did more of the work than he did.

That is some serious misogyny in that police force, let me tell ya.

LET GABBY BE A COP!

"Write off my speeding tickets and we'll call it even."

Okay maybe it's not a good idea.

I'm a fake Gabby stan. I forgot she's a delinquent.

"Hey now! I promised my commissioner if I won, I'd donate half the prize to inner city schools in my community."

OH THAT'S PRECIOUS! OH MY GOSH?! ❤️

TOM IS A BETTER PERSON?!

I mean, you know, except for that ONE THING.

But you know, a healthier lifestyle can get you a healthier mindset and you can live more authentically.

Which seems like that's what Tom is doing. He's more open.

"That's... actually really generous of you."

"Oh, uh... thanks Ellie."

TOM AND ELLIE GETTING ALONG?

HOLD UP. NOT CLICKBAIT?!

"I love this happy family!"

You deserve the world, Gabby!!🤗

"It's the calm before the storm over here."

Okay, wow, mood killer!

Tess is like "Yeah this is nice, but everything leads to misery and pain. And this was before the murders happened."

"We're relaxed, but I know we're all secretly thinking who's going to blow this up and draw first blood."

Exactly.

"And then the murders began."

"Is Krystal having a stroke?"

I would laugh, but I had water in my mouth so that'd be bad.

"Hope you guys got your stories on the west side cause it's musical time!"

Uuuuuuuuuuhhhh...

...what?

WHAT THE HELL ARE MUSICALS?

(If anyone understood that reference, you say so when you're replying. I don't make the rules.)

"Each team has to write and perform a song on this stage!"

Oh this is gonna be hell to my ears, probably.

Can't be worse than Emilia Perez though (HOW THE FUCK DID THIS GET THIRTEEN OSCAR NOMIATIONS?!).

"It's gonna be a Hamil-TON of fun!"

I'm pretty sure Jake's last name is Hamilton, so...

"I feel very targeted."

"You know? I worked really hard on those puns. Oliver would laugh."

Oliver likes puns? That's kinda cute.

"Now for a quick demo! Hit it!"

OH NO.

🎵"Locks eyes with you as I try to be"🎵

Oh?

He's actually a good singer?!

I did not know this about Silly Billy.

I wouldn't know anyway, I haven't seen any of his content in years. And I've kinda just been dodging them because of potential Disventure Camp spoilers.

🎵"Wasn't looking for love now you're all I see"🎵

Is he trying to impress Krystal?

Oh my god we're actually doing this love triangle.

Oh god what are you doing?

You lost me.

You completely lost me. XD

"Jesus man! Karaoke mic's closed, Trevor. What's the matter with you?"

I mean that song was very suggestive. But the singing was fine.

Don't do him like that.

"You're testing my eardrums, and I'm about to *QUACK* myself."

😨

I AM NOT REPEATING THAT.

I AM NOT TYPING THAT FOR THIS REACTION.

NO. I AM CENSORING THAT.

Now I'm questioning how this episode got past YouTube guidelines.

Intermission already?! We're only ten minutes in!

And why is it in spanish?

Pretty sure I'm watching the English Version.

This is gonna be a LONG reaction.

"Is anyone here musically gifted?"

Say no more.

"For my next showing, I will dominate the stage with my musical gift! All lights will be on me as I mesmerize the stage! And the rest of you can be techies."

NO RIYA THIS IS A TEAM EFFORT. YOU CAN'T BE THE STAR.

"Um, your boyfriend's literally a K-Pop Star."

You don't count.

"Yul can lead us!"

"Lead this sad lot?"

Yeah, welp, I don't know why we invited him to be a Jello.

He is kind of a detriment to our success.

"I dabbled in poetry writing. Guess this isn't too different."

Ooh, okay.

This team is actually gonna have this in the bag.

"As the only experienced actor who's been on professional movie sets, I'll be our wardrobe and set designer."

Ooh okay! Not what I had in mind for her, but sure.

Ngl, I was expecting her to boss everyone around and make them do things her way. But she's actually working with these people.

"I have a secret talent in fashion. It'll come in handy for this next showing. I know how to make even the ugliest of things look good."

No, Riya, it's not really a secret.

"Uh, how does acting qualify you to handle equipment?"

You'd be surprised, actually.

OKAY. CHILL.

Her face though XD

I mean look at it this way, who else is going to have any exposure to this to understand it?

Better her than nothing.

"I refuse to sing!"

Welp, Pink Team loses.

"This wasn't in our contracts!"

Tell that to the Total Drama cast when they were filming World Tour.

"Jake, Ally, do you think you guys can lead?"

Ooh, okay.

Jake and Allyson bonding time.

"Those shower solos hopefully amounted to something."

Yeah that's what they all say.

"My grandpa always told me I had the vocals!"

Yes!

I can't wait for this, actually.

I wanted these two characters to interact since the beginning. Especially since they have similar backstories regarding their grandparents.

"Do you sing Aiden?"

"I was a big musical theater kid in high school!"

Oh, really?

Oh I LOVE that for him!

Aiden is a musical theater kid?

I'm loving you so much more now.

Not that I ever disliked him in the past.

"How come I never knew this about you?"

I mean he never mentioned this before, and you weren't on the same team. So...

"Are you still pursuing acting?"

"Before the show, I was. But after, I had a hard time getting auditions."

Yeah... it's hard.

Especially for a trans actor. It's very difficult.

"Can I write the song? Please please please? I have such pain and anguish in my soul to express through the music..."

OKAY.

...that's also me when I'm writing.

We have something in common. XD

"Delirious?"

What's that?

*looks it up*

Oh okay.

Oh this is so cute. I love that they're talking and getting along.

"I just keep thinking about Tom while writing the lyrics."

Oh?

What song are they writing?

Are they writing a Taylor Swift song?

"Isn't that... weird?"

"Not at all. I feel like these words I've written reflect Hunter a lot."

Oh my god, they are writing a Taylor Swift song.

"We're a bunch of hopeless lovesick romantics aren't we?"

Yeah, pretty much.

What is this pose he's doing?

Okay Drama King.

"You think Riya was mad at me?"

No shit.

"She's gotten so much worse since we separated..."

Considering she's hanging out with THESE JELLOS.

I'm not surprised.

Be careful who you're friends with.

"Maybe we can write a song about her, and I can sing it and show her how I feel."

How about no?

Dude. This is a team effort.

"Remember how you both agreed to stay apart?"

Yeah. She made that very clear.

"I just... can't stop thinking about her."

This is not a good episode for me to be watching.

I'm going through those things right now too, actually.

I should not be watching this.

"Just relax. The initial split-up hurts, but... you'll grow numb to it over time."

Why is Alec such a good friend?

Like, seriously, why are Alec and Connor genuinely good friends with good chemistry?

This is not something I expected.

"Your wife and Riya aren't the same person."

"Ex-wife."

Yeah, be careful with your words.

"She's chosen her path. It's time you choose yours."

GOOD LESSON.

"You an Alt Rock fan?"

Ooh.

Alec into ALT ROCK?! WHAT?!

Why does that so strangely work?

"It's a love song!"

Ooh!

"Us lovely ladies even choreographed it!"

As a lesbian: LESBIAN W.

"We wanted to have two couples synchronized on stage."

Oh, two? I thought it'd just be Gabby and Ellie.

So Aiden and Tess, then, if that works at all? It's acting, so...

So then...

*processes*

Oh shit.

"Gabby and Ellie will be one couple, and you two will form the other."

Oh shit.

I forgot EVERYONE on this team is queer XD

"And at the end, both couples share a long, passionate kiss to finish the song!"

OH GOD FUCKING DAMMIT XD.

OH NO XD.

OH THIS IS GONNA BE SO BAD XD.

"Awwww.... wait what?!"

My exact reaction.

"I don't know if I can do that, I... I have a boyfriend!"

"Uh, yeah, and I have... uh... you heard Aiden! Man's got a man!"

*eyebrow raise*

I was kinda worried Tom was gonna say he had a boyfriend too for a second.

Oh that'd be heartbreaking if that was what was going on.

"After LAST TIME, I really don't want to lose this boyfriend, so I kinda don't want to drag him into reality TV, you know? Especially towards my ex who is also here..."

"It's not cheating if you have shoes on."

Blame the script.

"Uh... I haven't gotten a chance to talk to Jake yet. This kiss could complicate things even more with Jake."

Yeah. For sure.

Why don't you go to their camp and clear things up right now?

"I suggested the idea of the kiss but the reasoning we just made up. This might be evil, but I can't pass up the opportunity to see Jake lose his mind again."

WHAT THE FUCK ELLIE?!

I didn't think she would just straight up ADMIT THAT!

She actively wants to cuck Jake. This is not clickbait.

She just wants him to suffer.

"And we will eat his remains for dinner afterwards."

"Hey, with no TV out here, it's the next best thing."

Oh so she just admitted she does all the public humiliation, sabotage, and death threats ON PURPOSE.

I am SERIOUSLY CONCERNED for Jake's mental health.

LEAVE HIM ALONE, ELLIE!!

"I don't like her. She reminds me of my sister."

You have sisters? I'm concerned.

I don't think anyone buys that ventriloquist act anymore. Everyone knows the doll is a demon.

Oh my god XD

THE ANIMALS ARE THE AUDIENCE XD

Half of them look like they want their money back.

"You have to teach me your ways, Krystal!"

"Maybe if you behave, I'll think about it."

Oh yes mommy...

I'm sorry.

OOOOHH

OH THIS IS SO CUTE!!

OH MY GOD! AND TESS WITH THE GUITAR? AWWWW!!!

🎵"Sometimes life goes easy-"🎵

Oh wow they're actually good singers!

Aiden was not lying, he's standing out already.

Tess is just vibing.

🎵"Sometimes minds go crazy-"🎵

Oh... ugh...

They can't all be good.

Are the GIRLS the lower music pitch? That's interesting.

🎵"Piggy piggy back won't you take me piggy back?" 🎵

*swaying along and vibing it*

*vibe has been killed*

Oh...

🎵"Cause all I want is you"🎵

🎵"All I want is you"🎵

Okay that was a lot better.

Awwww ❤️

They're really cute together.

Can this just be the Gabellie song?

*Vibing again*

So cute... 😄

🎵"Piggy piggy back won't you piggy me back won't you"🎵

Awwwwww 😊

*raises hands to clap*

*puts hands down*

...

... ... ...

... ... ...

Can we appreciate Gabby and Ellie in the background?

That's sweet. That's so wholesome. That is so cute. What a cute song.

What a cute couple.

Look at them front and center and shining in how cute they are.

Anyway that's the end of the episode, I hope you guys enjoyed this reaction! I'll be back never!😄🤪

WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK?!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Also what is Ashley wearing? That is ugly.

BUT MOSTLY NOOOOOO!!!

NOT JAKE GETTING CUCKED!

NOT JAKE GETTING CUCKED!!!!😭

This man has been permanently scarred. Ever since the piggyback accident, he has not been the same.

This guy's about go FUCKING LIVID.

"I felt weird about kissing Tom... but I know James will be chill."

Yeah I imagine he would be.

"Anyone could tell it was just for the challenge."

Cut to Jake,

"THAT SON OF BITCH IM GONNA FUCKING MURDER HIM!!!! I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU ALL!!!!"

No they actually do cut to him! NO! XD

His outfit looks SO GOOD THOUGH, but I can't admire it right now.

"Did you see that?"

"Don't count your chickens before they hatch, Jake."

"UM, THE CHICKEN METAPHOR IS SALT TO THE WOUND! I JUST GOT CUCKED ON NATIONAL TV!!!!"

"All I've been doing is trying to talk later to him. He doesn't want to talk! He just keeps avoiding me but OH he's cool with kissing Aiden in front of me?!"

Yeah that's shitty of Tom.

Why the fuck are you not talking to him?!

How hard is it to say, "Hey Jake, I moved on. I don't want you in my life anymore. I have a new relationship now. No it's not with Aiden. Thank you. Best of luck to you. Goodbye."

Especially if you want nothing to do with him.

THAT'S NOT HARD!

"I know this is a bad time, but use this anger in our song."

Especially if it's a Taylor Swift song.

🎵"WE ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER"🎵

🎵"WE ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER"🎵

🎵"YOU GO TALK TO YOUR FRIENDS TALK TO MY FRIENDS TALK TO ME"🎵

🎵"BUT WE ARE NEVER EVER EVER GETTING BACK TOGETHER"🎵

That song is actually kinda perfect for this.

Ooh, the plucking.

XD

The guy and the puppet XD

Surprised they allowed this.

OOH SHE LOOKS SO GOOD!!!!

🎵"So let me tell you all the things I really hate about you"🎵

Oh god XD

This is a SLANDER SONG.

🎵"You call me when you need me then you drop me like yesterday's news"🎵

Okay Jake's VA is autotuned.

They probably all are, but that was so obviously autotuned XD

Allyson is GOOD though.

🎵"You got me so delirious but I just can't seem to get enough"🎵

YUUUSSS!!!

COOK EM!!!

COOK EM!!!!

🎵"My friends said I should give you up, but nothing's simple when it comes to us"🎵

Aww :(

That was just PERSONAL.

🎵"Cause you're born to drive me crazy"🎵

YEEEEEEESSS!!!!👏

GO OFF!!! GO OFFF!!!!!👏

😆👏

OKAY THAT WAS SO GOOD! HOLY SHIT?!

I thought this music was gonna be shit, but that's FIRE! ��

I also love how in context that was literally just Allyson and Jake VENTING.

"OUR BOYFRIENDS ARE ASSHOLES! HERE'S THEIR SONG!"

"Is it just me, or was Jake shooting daggers while he was singing?"

Yes. Yes he was.

"I'M AFTER YOUR CAMP ONCE THIS IS OVER!!"

Like no shit, you guys just cucked him in front of everyone. ON NATIONAL TV as well.

"You think he was looking at me?"

Oh...

Is this gonna make Tom want to talk?

"I think I screwed up..."

GIRL, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT OUTFIT?!

NO RIYA! YOU HAVE GREAT FASHION SENSE, WHY WOULD YOU RUIN IT!?! THAT'S SO UGLY!

"This is quite a lot of lights."

"We are going to SHINE! Trust me!"

"I don't want the light to catch my bad side."

Girl, that implies there's a bad side to you.

"You people are impossible to please."

She's just been putting up with demands all day.

"A little to the left-"

"No, up more."

"Put another light here. It casts a shadow."

"Now to the right-"

"OH MY GOD STOP IT! FOR MY NEXT SHOWING EVERYONE WILL GET COOKED WITH LIGHTS!"

NO RIYA THEY'LL GO BLIND!

🎵"Hear the engine roar and I'm out of the door live the high life I've been waiting for" 🎵

I'M GLAD I HAVE SUBTITLES ON CAUSE I CAN'T UNDERSTAND A WORD SHE'S SAYING.

🎵"Got no home and got no name changing my view again and again"🎵

Okay Alec is good!

And that mohawk is kinda fire!

Why are there so many oohs in this one? I'm getting MLP flashbacks.

MLP but rock.

🎵"Living the moment till I die" 🎵

OKAY CONNOR WITH THE LOW NOTE

Oh my god...

YUL DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE PAIRED UP WITH BEST GIRL, BUT HERE WE ARE!

ALSO YUL IS SPEAK SINGING. GET HIM OUTTA HERE!

Oh shit it's gonna fail.

🎵"Fire in my veins I fight to gain breaking the rules just to keep me sane"🎵

Go off while you can though queen!

YUL IS SPEAK SINGING.

I hope the light crashes on Yul.

AIN'T NO WAY!

AIN'T NO WAY I PREDICTED THAT WOULD HAPPEN!

"I did that on purpose. That was the climax of this showing I had planned all along!"

NO RIYA YOUR TEAM IS GONNA LOSE NOW!

"Yeah, I don't think we need to vote for a losing team."

OH THEY'RE PISSED.

Rightfully though.

"Yellow Team, you got one hour to figure out who you're sending home."

Oh shit...

It's gonna be Riya, isn't it? Dammit...

"They will have to help Trevor clean up this mess!"

What about Derek?

"Me? Why just me? What about Derek?"

Yeah exactly.

"Okay, okay, maybe I overestimated my abilities a little..."

Oh wow! She ADMITS her faults.

Yeah, girl, you are NOT invincible.

Your alliance will remember this.

That is if you don't go home here.

"...but I'm not worried. I have the villain alliance with Alec, Grett, and Yul."

I guess? But you also cost the challenge.

Idk, if we're talking Total Drama, she's gone. Cost your team the win and you're GONE.

THE HAIR FLIP THOUGH?! SLAY?!

"Time to make that old man pay for voting for me!"

Oh shit.

Damn. You know what the sad part is? I was actually starting to like Connor a bit more this season.

I guess he really is just a tool for Riya's development, huh?

In both seasons.

"We can't lose anymore after this! It's just us four alliance members at that point!"

Interesting how she isn't joining in on the Connor slander and choosing to speak facts instead.

Very interesting character choice there.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to put some ice on my foot because someone was a professional actress!"

"Let me know if you want another one. I'll be here all game."

"You seriously want to vote off Connor?"

"Honestly, I'd rather it be Yul."

ME TOO.

Also, very interesting that she admits that.

"I don't want to, but it has to be done."

"I trust Connor, but is it worth breaking the villains alliance just to save him?"

Exactly.

"We're taking out Yul. He's been a pain in the ass since day one."

I wish she wasn't lying.

"It would be fun to see him have to clean up the debris from the stage."

"For the next showing maybe we can sabotage that too and drop another light on his foot."

NO RIYA YOU'LL GET IN EVEN MORE TROUBLE!

"The question is, would she be willing to sacrifice them to save me?"

No.

The answer is gonna be no.

This is painfully obvious, right? We already know it's unaminous.

Yeah, exactly.

'CONNOR'

Yul, then everything else is Connor.

'YUL'

'CONNOR'

Yeah.

They don't even need to read the last vote.

"Can't say I'm shocked."

No one is.

"Awww, is the old man gonna cry?!"

Shut up.

"Come on. I'll walk you out."

Aw, that's actually kinda nice of her.

"No thanks. I'm good."

Oh. Okay, he's mad.

"Oh come on. Are you going to be bitter?"

"I came clean about my intentions to you."

"It's just game! Even if we're no longer together, we can still be friends."

Aw, she still wants him around.

"You know what Riya? How about you take your little pity speech and cram it?"

"You're making a scene. We can talk about this later when you calm down."

"I don't think you're quite hearing me. We're done talking. I can't believe I ever saw something in you!"

💔

Deserved.

Still hurts.

"Have fun with this path you've chosen I guess."

OOOOOOFFFF.

That is gonna sting the rest of her stay here.

"This was the best thing for Connor. He can't be around Riya."

So true.

"Today, I lost a genuine friend..."

Yeah. I liked their friendship.

Damn.

I will say this, AS A RIYA STAN.

SHE TOTALLY DESERVED THAT CALL OUT.

I'm not gonna defend her one bit. She's a bad person. She's a toxic person. She treated Connor pretty poorly.

DESERVED. GOOD FOR CONNOR FOR STANDING UP FOR HIMSELF AT THE END.

Riya's only friends now are the Jello alliance, and it's just that. An alliance. When she gets eliminated, they're gonna not care about her anymore. That'll be it. She'd have lost everything.

I do think she's gonna last till merge though, cause she and Alec are the two most relevant players in this alliance.

They really did just bring Connor back for Riya's development, huh? No other reason at all.

You bring this man back but not Rosa? Really?

And honestly, I think the Jello Team would have lost the challenge even if they didn't set the stage on fire. That was... that wasn't a very good song. I could barely hear their vocals over the instruments.

The other two were really good though! I'm shocked! I didn't think I was gonna like this challenge at all. I was pleasantly surprised.

You know, except for Jake getting cucked.

I really want to study Riya's character after this season. (And Jake) Because I'm finding some of the dialogue and choices with her very interesting. Especially considering what we know about her.

Again, I'm probably gonna have to cut back a bit from my speed. This episode reaction took FIVE HOURS to make. I am going to be sleeping all day tomorrow.

But hey, at least Yul got to suffer. That's always a win.

[spiderymiasma]

🕸 The Chase 🕸 || Miguel x f!Spider

Summary: She was the perfect prey. And he was a natural predator. And Miguel's getting sick of her games...

Words: 2.9k

A/N: Please let me know if I use Spanish incorrect. I"m not a native speaker and appreciate any feedback!

|| My AO3 ||

Like most other days, today quickly started turning to shit for Miguel O'Hara.  Lego Spiderman, one of his best, was recently admitted to the MedBay for Lego related injuries (not funny Lyla).  Morales and his gang of hooligans had botched yet another simple mission.  Peter B. was giving him lip and wouldn't stop droning on about Mayday.  And Hobie…?

Ugh, Miguel didn't even want to think about Hobie. 

And worst yet, his own body was driving him crazy.  His fangs ached so terribly.  The gums around them reddened and tender.  His head was fuzzy, and every fiber in his muscles ached, begging to be let free. 

"I see you're still working well into the early hours of the morning." A soft feminine voice remarked from the shadows.  A lithe Spiderwoman walked up in front of the numerous monitors and screens in front of him. 

Miguel grunted.  Without any windows in headquarters, he hadn't even noticed the hours passing by.  "Hard not to when you have Miles Morales fucking everything up around here."

The Spiderwoman rolled her eyes in fond exasperation.  It was obvious even to those who weren't close with Miguel, that he was starting to lose control of himself.  He'd be driving everyone crazy for nearly a week.  Snapping at the smallest insult, berating the poor new recruit, and worst of all (in Peter B's opinion) refusing to look at the newest reels of Mayday's baby pictures.

In her opinion, Miguel needed to get control of his attitude.  And she knew just the fix.

"Miguel, you are too hard on that poor Morales kid.  He tries his best and means well."

"Yeah?  Well he screws up every single operation I send him out on."  Miguel soldiered on, continue to bury himself in his charts, figures, and a figurative stack of reports. 

The Spiderwoman hummed.  As one of the first ones to be recruited by Miguel into their "Spider society", she's seen Miguel transform from headstrong "One and only" Spiderman to the supreme leader of an elite and deadly Spider Society.  Though it was always hard to tell what that man was thinking, she hoped that he would consider her a friend.

She always hoped that he was never too peeved whenever she called him out on his bullshit. 

"You seem more stressed than usual."  Before Miguel could interrupt her to claim otherwise, she finished.  "How can I help?"

Miguel momentarily paused in his work.  Their eyes connecting for the briefest moments through the transparent screens that separated them.  He faint stress lines on his forehead made the poor man appear older than he deserved.  Several strands stuck out from his perfectly gelled hair, no doubt from the numerous times he ran his fingers through his hair.  It seemed, at least from her view, that he had so much he wanted to say.  Or maybe, it was her heart that yearned for Miguel to finally say what he had been holding back for so long.  His shoulders softened at her smile. 

"Nah, you've done enough work this week."  He averted his eyes away from hers.  "Go get some rest before you get too cranky for tomorrow's meeting."

The corners of her lips dipped down in frustration.  She didn't need Spidey-senses to be able to tell how the waves of stress rolled off of his tight shoulders in waves.

"How about you and I do a training session together tomorrow?"  She asked suddenly.  "It's been a while since you got out of your tall pedestal." 

His fingers paused in their typing as if he was actually considering it for a moment.  The itch under his skin begging to be addressed.

They quickly resumed their work.  Miguel let out a frustrated sigh.  "I just told you that I'm up to my ears in work.  And besides, if it weren't for that Morales kid-"

"I know, I know."  She placated.  "I know you find it hard to believe, but I do listen to what you tell me."

Miguel scoffed, clearly not believing her.

"Well, I think you could use some training tomorrow.  When's the last time you got some fresh air?  Really let those…instincts run while."

They looked at each other in the eyes again, this time without the blue-green screens separating them.

Besides Lyla, she was one of the few Spiderpeople to understand how badly the spider DNA affected Miguel.  She herself was bitten by a particularly nasty spider and often appeared more animal than human.  Miguel tried to pretend otherwise, using temporarily serums and DNA injections to stave off the worst of the symptoms but….

…it was hard hiding that part of himself from someone like her.

Their "training" wasn't…traditional.  It was very private, very secret affair that they told no one with the sole exception of Lyla who was bond by code to secrecy.  Miguel really doubted what they did together to be counted as training at all.  But Miguel and her…were…uniquely biologically disposed in similar enough ways that they could find solace in each other and bond over their more animalistic sides.

Still, didn't make it any less awkward to explain to outsiders.

He was the one to break eye contact first.  Looking away, he again pretended to busy himself with silly work. 

"Can't."  He grunted.  "Like I said, I’m busy."

He couldn't help but notice how her eyes gleamed mischievously.  "Some other time then,"  With a small wave of her hand, she disappeared into the darkness, and Miguel naively thought that they could put the conversation to rest.

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Like most nights, Miguel somehow managed to squeeze in a couple hours of rather fitful sleep.   Sleep was just as difficult as any battle for him.  Between He padded to his workstation ready to start a whole new laundry list of tasks.

"Lyla, what's the docket looking like this morning."  He asked sleepily, rubbing his face with his large palm, careful to not let his claws pierce his eyes.

Only silence responded.

"Lyla?  C'mon I don't have time for your games."

His voice echoed ominously across the empty room. 

Slowly dragging his palm down his face, he finally looked up his screens.

Their automatic sensors were off.  The backlights dim, and all of his work had been completely reshuffled. 

Someone had been here.  Funny enough, he had a pretty good guess as to who.  Amidst all the tedious paperwork, there was an old-fashioned sticky note attached to his desk.

"Heya Mig, hope you slept well.  If you would like Lyla to be up and running again, come and find me for some sparring practice!

-EARTH 45690"

Miguel swore underneath his breath in colorful Spanish.  She knew he hated that nickname.  His fangs were so sore in his gums.  His thoughts felt clouded by a thick fog and moved sluggishly.  He could feel the rush of biological chemicals running through his veins.  He did not have time for this bullshit.

Punching the written number into his watch, he walked through the open portal into whatever dimension she summoned him to.  The sooner he get this over with, the sooner he could go back to work.

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Instantly, he was met with a blast of humid heat that did not feel good against his feverish skin.  Blinking at the stark sunlight, he took stock of his surroundings.  Gigantic prehistoric palm levels, staggering cliffs, and dragonflies the size of German Shepherds.

Great.  Prehistoric New York.  Spider Rex's Earth.  Why on earth would she bring him here?

"Hello Miguel!"

Miguel's neck craned upwards.  The offending spider woman was resting in a cozy little hammock made out of spider webbing as if she had all the time in the word.

She was getting on his nerves.

"I don't have time to play games with you."  He shouted from the ground, hoping she could hear him.  "Get rid of whatever virus you gave Lyla this time, so we can get back to schedule."

She frowned, staring at him from above.  "Hm…wellllll I do have this handy dandy UBS, but I'm afraid you'll have to catch me first to use it."

She hadn't even finished her grand speech before Miguel was already climbing up the rock giving chase.  His talons sunk into the sides of the cliff, tearing apart the earth beneath him every time he climbed forward.

Reaching desperately, he clawed at the UBS drive in her fingers.  Her wrist snapped back.  The thumb drive mere inches away from his reach.  He growled dangerously.  His patience waning. 

Her face split into a grin underneath her mask. 

"You thought it was going to be that easy?"  She teased.  She got up from her homemade hammock.  She made a big show of stretching her loose limbs.  She was calm as if she were a woman warming up before a Pilates class instead of a Spiderwoman about to be hunted down by her very, very pissed boss. 

"Give.  Me.  The. Stick."  Miguel's growled, his tone dangerous. 

"Only if you catch me."  She sang.

Before Miguel could react, she was gone, using the overgrown palm trees above them to sling away. 

He chased after her. 

They did this quite often.  They would meet each other in a throwaway universe, they would spar, Miguel would hunt her down, and they would go back to their lives as normal.  If someone like Peter B were to find out about this "training" of theirs, they would call it flirting. But her and Miguel knew better.  People whose DNAs were laced with spider DNA….there was a part of themselves they tried to suppress, try to hide for the betterment of spider society.

This was one rare moments where they could let out this side of them.

She zipped and zagged through the thick foliage, like an acrobat weaving through fabric.  She danced with the practiced experience of a superhero well-versed in her art.  Miguel was just as deadly, breaking through the heavy trees, leaving a trail of broken twigs and disturbed underbrush in his way.  In his crazed frenzy, he wrecked havoc on the peaceful forest.

The only warning she got was the glint of slitted amber eyes in darkness, before a weight slammed into her in a frenzied blur.  She blocked his arm with one hand.  The other held the prized UBS stick out of Miguel's reach tauntingly.

They sparred for a while, well-practiced in each other's movements and attacks.  Sometimes she would land a well-placed clever blow on him, and other times his claws would come dangerously close to the UBS.  Finally, he managed to pin her lithe form into the forest ground.  Miguel's lips turned up into a snarl that showed off his pointed incisors.

She couldn't help but whimper.

His bulking, threatening form was pressed on top of hers.  With his body so close against her, he could smell her sweet and alluring scent, making something inside him purr with need. Honeysuckle, soft cotton, and the lavender shampoo she always used.

He did his best to ignore it.  This was sparring.  Nothing more.  It would never be anything more.  Don't be creepy to your female subordinate.

"You make this too easy."  He growled.  "Don't lose your edge so fast."

She panted, trying to even her respiratory rate.  His clawed hands were so warm, pressing her arms down onto the ground.  He radiated body heat.  His pinpoint pupils stared her down, pinning her in place.  The moment their gazes met, she couldn't look away, captured by those glowing eyes.

No, no, stop.  Don't go there.  He was her coworker.  Her boss.  Her boss with enough emotional baggage to rival any other Spiderperson.  This…training they had between them was for professional use only.  A way to get the edge off.  Like yoga, or boxing.  No romance involved.

Her spider instincts said otherwise.  It took everything in her to ignore her body that was screaming to get as close to Miguel as possible.

Her voice was raspy with need.  "Don't worry, Miguel, I have still have a few tricks up my sleeve."

And with a flick of her wrist, her web trap sprang to life.  Without any Spidey senses, intricate sticky web ensnared Miguel in place.  She deftly rolled out of his grasp, free again to gloat at another tiny victory.  She hovered closely, the eyes on her mask innocent and curious as she observed him.

He growled.  His muscles straining against the restraints.  "Oh you'll pay for that one, chica." 

She tried to hide her giggles behind her hands.

With a quick flex of biceps, the spiderwebs ripped apart.  His bulging muscles and claws easily shredding through her webbing like paper.  Though he was only caught for a few seconds, it was enough of an opening for her to slip away.  Miguel sprung to life lunging after her with clawed hands.

She dodged easily, already slinging away.

He huffed.  Infuriating woman.  He chased after her retreating form.  His blood was pumping hot in his veins.  "You know, this is only eating away at the time I have available for all my stupid paperwork."  His voice lacked any real heat behind his words.  He tried to swipe at her with his talons, only to find her just out of arms reach.

She languidly dogged his arm as she swung on her webbing.  "Hmmm. Your work?  I did it for you already last night."

Miguel's heart skipped a beat.  He almost lost his footing.  "Y-you…you did?"

She twisted her body back to face him as she swung backwards with ease.  "I did most of the stuff I could do without your explicit approval, with Lyla's help of course."  Miguel managed to grab onto her ankle.  She broke through his grasp with well-practiced dexterity.  "Everything else on your desk is just waiting for your signature."

She didn't have to do his busywork.  In fact, Miguel highly discouraged it.  She was far more useful in the field.  Her competency shouldn't be wasted on tasks that were benefit her.  Still, it didn't stop the warmth blooming in his chest.

They flew through the air, going through the motions of this well-practiced dance they had between them.  Perhaps it was accidental or more likely it was on purpose, but eventually her pace faltered as she momentarily lost her balance running from Miguel. 

It was enough for Miguel. 

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he finally caught her.  He slammed her roughly against the nearest rockwall, perhaps too roughly for anyone else that wasn't a Spider.  The forceful impact cracking the wall behind her.  It shuddered as rubble fell on top of the both of them.  Using his back, Miguel shielded from from most of the debris. 

He removed his mask from his face, starved for as much oxygen as he could get.

"Parece que finalmente gané (Look's like I finally won)."  His voice was rough with exertion.

Pulling off her own mask She gasped for air.  Her hair, sticky with sweat, clung to her face and eyelashes.  Her eyes were blown wide from a mixture of adrenaline and exertion.  She jutted out her chin arrogantly, or maybe invitingly.  "Are you here to collect your prize?" 

With a grin on Miguel's handsome face and darkened eyes, he pinned her arms above her, trapping her against the wall.  There was no doubt in his mind, that if she truly did not want this, she could easily break free from his grasp.  There was a flash of sharp fangs as Miguel loomed over her possessively.  Adrenaline pumping through his veins, minds pulsating with animalistic need, he leaned down to kiss her.  The prized UBS drive now entirely forgotten. 

His lips were so soft and contrasted so nicely against the hard contours of the rest of his body.  She eagerly melted into the kiss, wrapping her legs around Miguel's waist to get closer to him.  He smelled of sweat, musk, and sandalwood.  She struggled not to get drunk off of his scent.   Clawed fingers carefully reached up to cup her face, caressing it so gently. 

His sharp canines accidentally nicked her bottom lip.  Before he could pull away and apologize, she whimpered with need, her tongue darted out, licking at the broken skin.  She looked wild, entirely animalistic, giving into her most base urges.  Miguel was sure he looked the exact same. 

Miguel's fangs latched onto the soft skin of her neck, piercing.  She keened, basking in the pleasure.  Miguel had enough restraint to at least hold back from injecting her with paralytic venom but as her hands roamed over his pectorals greedily, it was getting harder and harder to stop himself from claiming her.

"Miguel, please."  She begged against his skin.  Her throat already bruising with love marks, there was two obvious puncture wounds left by Miguel.

The rational, stressed side of him froze at the sight of her.  She looked like she'd been attacked by…some monster.  What on earth was he thinking?  This was his subordinate, someone he respected.  Someone who sat right next to him during boring conference meetings.  This was wildly inappropriate.  Trapping her and just having his way with her.

He pulled back almost scalded.  He can't believe he let it get this far. 

Seeing his reluctance, she fisted his spidersuit pulling him closer to her.  An animalistic growl came from her throat. Her red eyes were dilated with need.  "Don't you dare fucking stop, Miguel O'Hara."

"Mierda."  What little restrain he had snapped, as he lunged forward to consume her.

Later…much later…he'd ask her again if she would like to spar with him again sometime soon. 

[cravingpepsimax]

would you like to hear about by stancest fankid bc she's gnawing on the bars of her enclosure right now and i can tell you're in a mood. jk im telling you anyways because i dont have a stancest sideblog

her name is stella pines and TECHNICALLY she's not related to either of them. and fords technically her stepdad. she ran away from home and was a feral forest child until stan was able to lure her into the mystery shack with beef jerkey. she also got Ghost Cursed but she doesn't talk about that :) Ghost Curse makes her basically albino but she just rolls with it. she's goth now. hell yeah. (Ghost Curse does more shit but that would be a whole other essay that im too tired to write rn. tldr; shes a lot more animalistic and feral and morally dubious than most people. ford has almost an aneurysm when he meets her bc Ghost Curse.)

stan found her when she was 9, around 10 years before the events of Gravity Falls. he Does Not Know where she came from and she Will Not Share. he named her stella because she didnt tell him what her name was prior to The Forest and so he went down a list of baby names until he found one she didn't bite him over. he's still not sure if it was her name or not (it wasnt)

stan explained her to gravity falls by just saying that he hooked up with a lady in vegas on a trip a while back and now the kids staying with him. This Is My Daughter. Put That DNA Test Away.

she figured out stan was lying about something pretty quick and by the time she was 11, she knew (basically) everything. she really really wanted to help but stan shooed her out every time she tried because "it's dangerous" and "you could get hurt" and "it's a lot of math, you'll probably get bored" and stellas just like "dad. i have disemboweled and devoured something thing that i'm only half sure was an animal using only my teeth when i was five years old. Let Me Into The Math Dungeons." and stans like "no"

she helps out in the mystery shack instead because SOMEBODY won't let her chew on wires in the basement. mabel thinks she's the shit. dipper is concerned.

when fords back shes just like "HEY uncle ford ive heard SO MUCH about you" *winkwink nudgenudge KISS HIM DAD*. when stan and ford tell her theyre dating shes like "about fucking time. do you wanna be pops or something or are you still uncle ford. youre pops now actually ive decided. anyways im crashing at wendys for the night i sure do hope you dont get this large house all to yourselves for the night with nobody to bother you when you do stuff. would be a real shame."

she has bingo nights with the gnomes every other tuesday. They Let Her Use Their Tunnels. this comes in handy.

OMG YES YES YES YESSS I LOVE HER SO MUCHHHH

one of the names for sylvan i considered was actually stellan WKAKSKSMSM

she means everything to me already . a DUBIOUS little creature getting up to MISCHIEF this is no good …

i feel like sylvan would have such a siblinglike relationship with her. they are bickering constantly but they are besties. somethin’ to do with them being feral and morally dubious. they would totally be gravity falls newest cryptids.

stella: oh, yeah, forgot to tell you: i’ve got a ghoooost cuurse *wiggles her fingers spookily* that’s where i get my white hair from!

sylvan: wish i had powers from my albinism. i’m just blind and can’t go out in the sun

stella, nodding: like a vampire.

sylvan: *raises a brow*

stella: ‘cause, you know, the sun… and… bats…

sylvan: not only are bats not blind, their eyesight is great.

stella: *rolls her eyes* ugh. remind me to never try to cheer you up again.

anon if you don’t make a stancest blog i am going to Attack you . with Hammers . i need to Communicate With You

[lucius-morningstar]

Magic Happens?

Charlie goes to tell her dad the good news and learns something that might not be so great. While that happens Lucius decides to share a bit of news with the guys and Cherri. ----- Lucius: Alright drinks are on me, everyone. Drugs are optional but I ain't paying for em. Cherri: Fair enough, what are we celebrating Princey. Lucius: Let's just say this is more of a personal victory for me and I want to celebrate with some fuckers I know won't leave me blitzed out at the bar. Angel: Doesn't it usually take you guys a lot to get drunk. Lucius: My dad yes, mom she can hold her own, Charlie's a light weight and I've got a tolerance but it's hard to stop once I've started. Husk: So you've got a problem. Lucius: Hey Alky, don't judge you're as bad as me. Husk: I'd say worse if you didn't have a little bit of angelic blood to hedge your bets. Lucius: Fair. Angel: So why are you celebrating. Lucius: Been spending some much needed time with Clara and Carmilla didn't actually threaten to maim me this time. Still threatened me with a gun though so small victories. Cherri: That's a victory for you boy that's sad. Lucius: If you knew how often that woman threatened me you'd see it as a victory too. Angel: So Luci boy is settling down finally. Lucius: Do not call me Luci. Anyway, Charlie also suggested that I take you guys out to celebrate not only your hard work and how far you've all come but- Angel: Let me guess for how far her and Vaggie came- Lucius: Gross, don't make those jokes with me. Anyway I figured since we're celebrating, I'd bring you guys a treat. Husk: Oh yea and what's that? Lucius: I stopped by the Gluttony district and got my hands on some of bees good shit. Alcohol not drugs, Charlie told me that I was not to give you guys any drugs but never mentioned I couldn't encourage the alcohol and Bee's stuff hits you hard, it gives most hellborn a buzz so it should hit you sinners like a truck. So we'll do shots. Angel: Ooh nice, kinda got that golden angel blood ichor doesn't it. Lucius: I feel like it's intentional I nicknamed it heavenly honey though. Husky: Oddly accurate, this shit is sweet too. Lucius: She enjoys the sugar honestly, if you all end up wanting to go off and fuck around thats fine just make sure you're back at the hotel by morning or early afternoon. Deal? Husk, Angel & Cherri: Deal! * Lucius: Ugh.. Good fuckin hell.. Clara: Well it was indeed a good fuck in hell. Not that I can remember much. Lucius: Geez fuck- Wh-When did I get here. Clara: You snuck in last night smart one. Just be thankful my mom didn't hear. She would not have been amused by this. Lucius: Right right.. Eh she'll get over it. Did I bring that stuff here too? Clara: Yea and you insisted I'd try it. I'd be mad if it wasn't so good. Lucius: Bee makes good booze. Ugh, what time is it. Clara: A bit later then I'd like. So my mom might know you we're here. She's usually banging on my door if I'm not up past eleven. So it's almost one. Lucius: Shit.. I told Charlie I'd be back at the hotel before lunch. Clara: You mentioned that, then put your phone on do not disturb which shocked the fuck out of me. Lucius: Well I did more then shock the fuck out of you clearly. Clara: *Snorts* Yeah, you better get going though before my mom comes in here with her gun. Lucius: Yep, see you tomorrow though, right? Clara: You will. See ya Lucius. Lucius: Bye Gorgeous. *Quickly portals out of the room.* Clara: Ugh.. Mama is going to kill me, but it was worth it. * Lucius: Hey Charlie, sorry I seen you left me a lot of voice mails, not like yo-.. Woah what's with the face. Charlie: I uh-.. Found out something from dad and well I have to tell everyone together we we're just waiting on you. Lucius: Is it bad? Charlie: Well it's not good. Lucius: The baby okay? Charlie: Yeah but that's not about my baby exactly. Lucius: What do you mean? Charlie: Well...

[defire]

Ghost of Seattle Chapter 36

[only just figured how to put in the pre-chapter quotes from randos that the book includes]

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Content: injury whump, callous caretakers, bullying

"There was something wrong about him. His eyes. Like he was dead inside."

Ray, Able and Amherst were helping Ghost into clean clothes and hanging out. 

Able had some medical training, and Shiver's regular doctor had needed to move on quick to other casualties. So Able was doing a cast on Ghost's arm. He'd just finished wrapping up his leg.

"I'm so sorry, Ghost. This looks awful." Able said. He looked freaked out.

Ghost looked at him, eyes wide. 

"And we're about out of the last of the pain meds." Able looked like he was gonna cry. He wouldn't look Ghost in the eyes.

"It's not my first." Ghost offered the words as a comfort.

"Bro, I got you a shirt." Ray threw it in Ghost's face.

"First what?" Able snatched the shirt off Ghost and tossed it to the side.

"First break." Ghost clenched his teeth to stop himself from shrugging. That would hurt.

"Bitch you broke 4!" Able snapped. "Not to mention the sprain!" He stoped, huffing. He had to shake his head to collect himself and keep wrapping.

Buddy showed up.

"Bro. I got you some food."

Ghost caught a glimpse of an apple in the plastic bag, and his stomach lurched.

"Ugh--I can't." He said.

"You need to eat!" Buddy insisted.

"Buddy, I puked. I think there's still some in my nose." 

She gagged and the others groaned.

"That's disgusting." Buddy said, setting down the bag. "Now I'm not hungry."

"Put on your fucking shirt." Ray said. "We're scouting."

"He's not going, idiot." Buddy said.

Ghost glanced at Able, who was shaking his head. 

"You're tough." Ray said. "You're not a little baby, are you?"

Ghost scowled at him, opening his mouth, then deciding not to say anything, looking down at his lap.

"Little bitch." Ray said to Ghost, slapping Buddy's shoulder in passing.

"Retard." Ghost retorted.

Ray laughed--too loudly--and Buddy and Amherst smirked at each other.

"Come on guys. Grownups got shit to do."

They left.

Ghost twisted his mouth, irritated. They still treated him like a kid sometimes, and it bothered the shit out of him. He couldn't help his age.

"It's okay." Able said, anxiously noting Ghost's expression. "You'll be up and around in a couple months."

"Months?" Ghost repeated, shocked. 

Able nodded, brow wrinkling concernedly.

Ghost rolled his eyes and closed them, resting his head back. 2 months of his miserable life. Suddenly he picked his head back up.

"Able. Why didn't they wanna kill me?"

He'd told them about what happened in the Cult compound. Able cut off the bandage.

"Maybe they were afraid of Shiver's revenge." Able said. "Do you know what Shiver does to people that fuck with their people?"

"No."

"They smash their digits with a hammer, one at a time." Able said, looking no more than somewhat disappointed as he rolled up the rest of the bandages.

"Would Shiver attack the whole Cult now? Since they probably know about us being behind the raids?"

Able straightened, pausing in the middle of putting away the scissors. 

"Yeah, maybe. It's Shiver. It's what we do." He set the scissors down in place. "We're the predator. A shiver of sharks."

Ghost looked down, frowning.

"I... I thought we were protecting ourselves?"

Able shrugged.

"I just do what I'm told." He said. "Let me know if you need anything."

Ghost nodded. Able left.

Just follow orders? 

He winced. His breaks hurt too much to let him think anyway. He shuddered into a haze of pain, only managing to sleep long after dark that night.

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Belly Dancer - 10

Warning: smut - spitting - rough sex - kink (good stuff) - domrry -language

I'll tell you all about Michael in next chapter so don't come after me.

Harry was on the phone with you as you were packing your suitcase. Jessica was helping you out because you let Angela go pack her own stuff.

"I booked two suites for Jessica and us, one bedroom for Angela." He said, and there was a sound of a zipper so you figured that he was closing his own suitcase.

"Okay, baby, I need you to fetch Angela first, I still have a lot of packing." You said, trying to make room in one of your suitcases.

"Because someone should have packed before and not start packing at the last minute." Jessica huffed, placing your makeup bag in the suitcase.

"H, I have to go now so I can kick her ass in private. Bye!" You said and he hung up. "Why are you a bitch?" You asked, facing her.

"You should've packed like two days ago, and yet here we are!" She huffed, placing some of your suits in one of the suitcases.

"I was with Harry and I completely forgot, Jess." You kept your eyes on the ground with a little shyness that she caught right away.

"Wait a minute! What the hell happened between you two?" She paused for a moment.

"Nothing we just, um, we had, ugh-" You muttered and her eyes widened and her mouth opened.

"Holy shit! You gave it to him?" She tried to maintain her enthusiasm and worry.

"Yes, Jess, he threw rose petals everywhere, lanterns, candles, and he painted this huge painting of me above his bed. It all felt so right, you know? He asked me if I still wanted to give it to him and I really wanted to." You never stopped packing your stuff for a second, but maybe your steps were getting more clumsy.

"So, are you sure about it? Do you feel happy?" She asked, hand on her waist, thinking.

"Very much, yeah. Do you think it's too soon?" You stopped at your track before zipping one of the suitcases close.

"It's not too soon to give up your virginity, that's for sure. There are no timetables, you know? But I think you should spend more time with him, get to know him better and then you should ask him where you're standing. You're staying in the same hotel room, but not calling yourselves boyfried or girlfriend, that's kinda odd?" She said, finishing up packing your second suitcase.

"You know what? I think you're right, but I'm so new to this here." You started taking off your clothes to put on new ones.

"If you want my advice, I think you should spend more time with him in Miami, get to know him better before taking things to the next step. But if you're speaking about sex, fuck it, y/n, fuck his brains out." Jessica said, zipping your second suitcase close.

You chuckled at her phrasing as you started putting on your clothes. You got into a pair of leggings and a baggy white sweatshirt. You got your sneakers on and pulled your hair up in a messy bun.

Jessica's words made sense to you, after all.

You both got down to find Harry and Angela in the car while Noah, Jessica's boyfriend was in his own car, waiting for her.

You raised your middle finger to Noah as Harry got out of the car to help you out with the suitcases. Noah saluted you with a middle finger as well, getting out of his own car to help Jessica out.

"Both of you stop it!" Jessica warned both of you just when you were raising both of your middle fingers at him.

"Tell her! She's the one being bitchy to me!" Noah said, pointing at you. Harry was already done with your suitcases.

Harry chuckled at you both and walked over to Noah to help him with Jessica's suitcase. When they were done Noah thanked Harry.

"Thank you, man. I'm Noah, Jessica's boyfriend." Noah shaked Harry's hand.

"Not at all. I'm Harry, y/n and I are dating." Harry smiled politely and shaked Noah's hand back. They pulled their hands away and Noah looked at you with a raised eyebrow.

"How in hell did you get yourself a british man with that attitude, y/n?" Noah smirked.

"My shitty attitude is only exclusive to you, Noah." You said and got into Harry's car.

Harry chuckled and looked at Noah as he closed his car trunk. "I think it'll take about 4 hours, so if we stay close on the way that'll be better. In case there is an emergency." Noah said and Harry nodded.

"Yeah, sure. Let's get going then." Harry said and went over to his car, got into his driver seat and started the engine.

You were fixing the little makeup you had on in the car mirror, Harry smiled at you and started driving the car.

"Angela, did you pack all your stuff?" You asked, looking over at her.

"Yes, y/n, sorry about the delay, I know I should've packed earlier and helped you with your own packing." She answered, looking kind of embarrassed.

"Don't ever be, honey, you never let me down. You just had an emergency, emergencies happen. But you need to promise me something."

"Sure?"

"You're part of our group, so don't crawl into a corner, I want you to have fun with us as long as we're not working."

"I don't wanna be an intruder." She said, shyly.

"Fuck's sake, Angela, you're my friend. The only intruder here is this shy attitude of yours." You said, patting on her knee to assure her. "If you ever need or want anything, I'm there for you." You lowered your voice as if Harry couldn't hear you.

He smiled at you, just like Angela smiled at you as well. You turned again and faced the road, connecting your phone to the car so you'd listen to some music on the road.

'Thrift Shop' by Macklemore was ringing in the car as you sang along and Harry followed along.

I'm gonna pop some tags

Only Got twenty dollars in my pocket

You turned your head over to get Angela to sing along with both of you, she smiled at you shyly and sang a little.

I'm in this big ass coat

From the thrift shop down the road

After a while of dancing and singing, Harry was laughing hard every time you were acting based on the song lyrics.

Everything you wished the guy of your dreams to notice about you, Harry had all of it without you noticing it.

He noticed the way you flick your hair, the way you move your hands to the rhythm of any song, the different smiles you had, the feelings behind your eyes, and the way you treat the people around you. You could be rude to someone and be the most polite at the same time.

You got lost in your sleep for a while, legs on Harry's lap and a pillow behind you, Harry's hand was massaging your calves and ankles from time to time. You felt Harry wake you up,

"Y/n, wake up, baby, we are at a stop if you want to go to the bathroom." He gently rubbed your legs to wake you up. "Angela, come on up, you too. Girls wake up!"

Huffing, you stretched and looked over at Angela who was yawning.

"We're only two hours away now." He said, still rubbing your ankles.

"I really need to take a leak." You pulled your legs from Harry's lap and opened the door and got out to stretch your legs.

Harry and Angela followed. You watched Jessica walk towards you, tired as fuck. "I wish I was a lesbian." She commented and just stopped.

"Wanna explain why?" You chuckled.

"Nothing, I just feel like it." She looked at you with no expression and that just got both of you burst into laughter.

You three girls went to the bathroom and Harry followed in the men's bathroom. He got out after he was finished and ordered a coffee and some snacks for you and Angela, Noah went over as Harry was waiting for your drinks.

"One cappuccino and one black, please." Noah told the cashier and when he was done he stood next to Harry waiting for their drinks. "Hope we become friends, if you're gonna be with y/n we have to like each other." Noah smiled and Harry smiled back.

"Do you guys hate each other or what?" Harry asked looking at his smartwatch for a second.

"Oh, no, not at all! It may seem so from the outside, but actually y/n and I are good friends. She likes annoying me and I like annoying her, it's our own way of friendship." Noah said, as Harry's drinks were complete.

Harry waited for Noah's drinks with him and they both held their drinks and sat at a table waiting for you.

"Have you known each other for a long time?" Harry asked, sipping from his drink.

"Jessica and I got together a year ago, she was already friends with y/n. They're inseparable, I think the only reason why Jessica won't move in with me is y/n. At first y/n was super polite and we just became friends, especially when she helped Jessica at the hospital." Noah said while Harry's attention was completely with him.

"What happened, y/n never told me?"

"Not surprised, they don't talk about it. Jessica was having issues with insurance, she had to have an operation but it cost a lot of money, we were trying to find a solution but once y/n knew, she just paid for it. Didn't even think twice and didn't want Jessica to pay her." Noah sipped from his drink. "I love Jessica, I can't even imagine seeing her sick again. That's why I appreciate y/n. It's nice to know that there's someone for Jessica besides me."

"I can't imagine how that situation was for you." Harry gave an empathetic smile.

"It's alright now, hope I get Jess to move in with me, but-" He was finishing his sentence when you three girls appeared and went to sit at the same table. "-that bitch called y/n won't let her move in with me." He finished, smirking at you.

"It's only been less than half an hour and you're already telling him about us moving in?" Jessica rolled her eyes, taking her cup in her hand.

"You son of a bitch! Break up with him, Jess." You stuck your tongue out at him.

"We're over, Noah." Jess said and gave you a high-five.

"See?" Noah said to Harry who chuckled.

Harry grabbed your drink and sipped it for you, "Don't drink it now." He told you, setting the drink aside. "Here, your drink Angela, got you a latte. Didn't know what to get you, sorry." He said to Angela who grabbed the drink with a shy smile and said a small thank you.

Chit-chat.

"So what's the plan when we get there?" Noah asked, finishing his drink.

"Two parties and three performances at one of the clubs in Miami. I can bring you all for free to the parties, but we don't have to be together all the time." You said, letting your hair free.

"Today's off right?" Jessica asked you, sipping from her drink.

"Yeah, we can sleep in and then meet at the beach. How about that?"

--

You were on the road again, Harry driving, he said you could drive them back home. Angela rode with Jess and Noah this time. His hand on your thigh as you were speaking on the phone with Sam preparing the plan of the week. When you finished with Sam, you looked at Harry, "I'm getting tired of all the work. I have to take some time off soon."

"You should, babe. You work too hard." He said, eyes on the road.

"I love working, but it feels too much sometimes. Plus, I bring Angela along with me everywhere, she needs some time off, too."

"Is everything okay with her? She seems off."

"That's Angela, she's so shy. She has her own issues, she should have packed my stuff, but she was having some problems with her son."

"Angela has a son?"

"Oh, yeah, she got him so young. He's ten years old or something."

"How old is she again?"

"26."

"Oh my fucking god, she's had him when she was sixteen! I hope she's doing okay, that must be a lot of responsibility."

"It is. I need to give her some time off so she can spend more time with him." You said, thinking of ways to help her.

"You know that you're the most considerate person I've ever known?" He said, eyes still on the road.

"I'm ordinary, H."

"Oh, hell no. That's far from true, you care about people so much. That's one of the things I like about you." He looked at you for a moment, grabbed your hand and kissed your palm softly.

"How are things going between you and your family?"

"All's well. Gemma is actually pregnant."

"Wow, that's so good to hear. How is your mother feeling about that?"

"She's over the moon, she was dying to have a grandchild. Still, she wants to see my own offspring." He chuckled to himself.

"That's how it goes, H. Once they have a grandchild, they want the next right away. How are you feeling about becoming an uncle?"

"Can't believe it actually. I really want to see what her child will look like."

"Do you like kids?" You asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I love them! How about you?"

"I love them as long as they're not mine." His face dropped a little at your statement.

"You don't want to have kids some day?"

Huffing, you answered, "I don't know, it's not easy as it sounds. I have to choose my partner right so my kids can have a good father figure in their lives. Then comes along my job, imagine a pregnant belly dancer, funny, isn't it? And last but not least, the responsibility. I need to make sure that I'll be capable of taking care of my child."

"Touché. I think if you find the right father figure for your kids, it'll be easier to make up your mind about it." He said, shrugging. You nodded at his words and dropped it.

--

You reached the hotel, all five of you checked in and decided to sleep in and then catch some time at the beach.

Harry's hand held yours as you were reaching your suite, he unlocked the door and you got in. The suite was huge, there was this big ass glass window that showed a beautiful view of the ocean. Your luggage was already there and you were ready to unpack, so you started unpacking.

"I've got you a gift." Harry said, a small smile on his face.

"What's the occasion?" You smiled widely, finishing up your unpacking.

"We're on our first trip together." He said, walking towards you. "Close your eyes."

You did as he asked and you felt Harry's fingers on your ankle.

"What's going on?" You asked, not wanting to break the rules and snap your eyes open.

"You can open your eyes now." He said. You opened your eyes and looked down around your ankle only to find a golden anklet with your initials and a few small diamonds.

"Holy shit!" Your mouth opened as you sat on the edge of the bed to get a better look at the anklet.

"Is this real or just an accessory?" You asked, brushing your finger on the anklet.

"It's real gold, and the diamonds are also real." He smiled, kissing your forehead. "You like anklets, must as well have a precious one."

"Harry, you didn't have to. It must have cost you a lot."

"I wanted to. It suits you, y/n."

"I like you, Gatsby." You smiled up at him as he smiled back.

"I like you, too, lioness." He whispered as he cupped your cheeks and leaned in to kiss you.

The kiss was passionate, even romantic at first, then things escalated into a deep, french, and a fight over a dominance kiss.

His hands were crawling on your body, feeling you through all the layers of clothes. You bit his bottom lip lightly, and let it go softly, looking into his eyes.

He grabbed your cheeks in between his hand and titled your head so you could look at the mirror next to the window in the corner of the bedroom.

"What do you see, y/n?" He whispered in your ear.

You doubted your voice at first but the words got out a little shaky from the situation.

"I see us in the mirror."

"I'll take you right in front of that mirror, how about that? Would you like that, babygirl?" He growled in your ear, his voice raspy.

"Yes, Harry." You answered looking back at him.

He hummed and sighed deeply before he let go of you completely, he straightened up, got your hand and walked you over to the mirror.

He let go of your hand, stood behind you, just inches away from his touch.

His hair, his jawline, the dominant look he gave you, and the way he put his hands in his pockets made your panties wet.

You loved it. You loved being submissive for him.

"Strip." He ordered.

"But, Harry, the window." Your voice looked through the mirror.

"We're on the 30 something floor. No one's going to see you. Though I like the idea of taking you in front of the whole world, I won't like other people seeing you naked." He assured you in his dominant voice. "Strip." He repeated.

You looked at him in the mirror and pulled your hair down, letting it fall on your shoulders and back. Slowly, you began taking off your sweatshirt, then slowly you took off your leggings, making sure you rub your ass against his crotch as you pulled your leggings off completely.

Then, you straightened up, looking at yourself in a white lingerie and a white thigh band. You knew that he couldn't get his hands off of you, so might as well become prepared.

He grabbed your neck from behind, pressing his body against yours, looking into your eyes and body.

"You had this on the whole time?" He asked in a raspy whisper.

"Yes." You looked at his eyes with a daring look.

"Who did you wear it for, babygirl?" He brushed his fingertips all over your body, stopped a little to play with your thigh band.

"Some guy I'm seeing." You winked. Two can play this game. If you were going to be submissive, you should be doing it your way.

"Oh, really? What a lucky guy! What's his name?" His other arm held you by the belly to press you against him even more. You could feel his bulge pressing against your ass directly.

"Don't remember."

"Is that so? Didn't he do a good job sticking in your head?" His nostrils flared.

"Not so much." You shrugged.

"You are slutty, aren't you?" He looked at your eyes with lust mixing with dominance. "On your knees. Now."

He let go of your neck and took off his shirt. You turned around and got on your knees, legs apart. You looked up at him with innocent puppy eyes. He growled and ran his fingers on your lips, "You have angel looks with a slutty mouth."

You opened your mouth so his fingers could enter. You sucked on his fingers, not letting go of his eyes.

He growled and pulled his fingers away, hands on his waist. "Take it out."

You nodded and unbuckled his pants, unzipped his pants and helped him out of it and then he was left in his boxers.

"No teasing." He warned and you smirked at him.

You took his boxers off, and took his shaft in your small hand. You played with the head a little with your tongue, drawing circles all over it, sucking at it lightly. His breaths grew louder as you took his cock into your mouth, taking him in and out of your mouth a couple of times. You took it out of your mouth and spit on it. Harry's eyes looked at the mirror to see your sight, on your knees, your ass on display, sucking on his cock. The sight made him twitch a little.

You jerked him a couple of times, taking him in your mouth to the maximum you could, then taking him out completely with your saliva smudging your face along with his cock.

"Holy fuck, babygirl! You're getting so good at this, so good for my cock." He moaned loudly grabbing onto your hair, guiding you on his cock.

You felt a little bold so you motioned to him to fuck your mouth just when you were playing with his balls.

"What? Want me to fuck your mouth?" He asked and you nodded. "Words, babygirl. I need to hear them from your slutty mouth." He breathed, collecting your hair in his hand.

You took him out of your mouth, saliva connecting your lips to the tip of his cock.

"Fuck my mouth, Harry. I want you to fuck my mouth, please." You mumbled, giving small kisses to his veins.

He hissed and guided his cock into your mouth again, you opened your mouth and protected your teeth with your lips. And he started fucking your mouth and damn! His moans turned into growls.

You kept playing with his balls as he was thrusting in and out of your mouth, you gagged but could handle it. He kept his cock all the way down your throat for a couple of seconds, your nose brushing against his pubic area, gagging.

"Oh my fucking god! That's so good, babygirl, you're so good for me." He growled before pulling you away from his cock.

Your face was messy, hair was messy, panties messy, but he fucking loved it. He loved it messy. He helped you stand on your feet, turning you around, holding your hair in one hand.

"You see this face? This is your face after sucking my cock, don't ever fucking forget that!" He growled in your ear, pulling your breasts out of the bra, squeezing them and twisting your nipples gently to get them to stand tall.

He grabbed your panties down so they were middle thigh, he got on his knees.

"Look in the fucking mirror, watch your slutty mouth moan my name."

And with that he began devouring your pussy. His lips sucking on your pussy lips, he opened your pussy a little to lick on your little clit. You supported yourself with a hand on the glass window.

"Shit, yes, Harry!" You moaned.

He nibbled on your clit, drew circles with his tongue all around it.

"Yes, like that, please!"

His tongue dove in your hole while his thump played with your clit, rubbing it.

Your legs were shaking and you could barely maintain your posture.

"I'm gonna cum, Harry, don't stop!" You screamed but only to be surprised he pulled away.

You started whining but he stopped your whining as he stood tall and grabbed your cheeks with one hand, his lips next to your ear, eyes looking at you in the mirror.

"If you wanna cum, you fucking say my name! You tell me who's making you feel this good." He said in his dominant voice, his fingers playing with your clit from behind.

"Yes, Harry. You're the one, please, baby let me cum." You begged, eyes blurry from the tears of pleasure.

"Look who's begging now." He smirked, two fingers entering you.

"Goddamnit, yes!" His fingers were curled in you, pressing on your G-spot every time he thrust them in.

Your ass was shaking with his movement, he had to look at it to get a good view.

"I want you to cum on my fingers, hear me? I want your tight pussy to cum all around my fingers."

"Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop. I'm cumming!" You screamed and felt like you burst or something.

His fingers were pulled out and he rubbed your whole pussy roughly as you were cumming. Your whole body shook violently, you almost fell, but Harry caught you with his arm around your belly. Your head was titled down and you saw this puddle on the floor.

Still hazy, you asked while panting, "What's this?"

"You've just gained two titles, a screamer and a squirter." He smirked as he kissed your neck, rubbing the tip of his cock between your folds.

His cock entered you in full force, "You're so tight, babygirl." He smirked looking at you in the mirror, grabbing your face to kiss you passionately.

His thrusts were rough as if he was trying to make a point. His hands were holding you by the waist. He would take out his cock and then thrust back into you.

"Yes, Harry, yes, just like that." You screamed, feeling nothing but your pleasure.

He grabbed your neck, "Look at yourself, open your fucking eyes!" Panting, you opened your eyes to look in the mirror. "Who's fucking you? Who's making you feel good?" He asked, his thrusts not stopping for a second.

"You, Harry, you're the only one fucking me and making me feel good." You replied with an innocent, yet slutty voice. Tears of pleasure rolling down on your cheeks, the mascara also rolling down. His athletic body fucking yours.

"You're goddamn right." He said, pulling you against him so your back completely is pressed against his chest. One arm holding you by the thigh band, the other spanked you hard. "You shall remember this, babygirl." He growled and spanked you again.

"Yes, please, Harry. Let me cum." You screamed feeling your body shaking against his.

"Cum, babygirl, you've learned your lesson, cum all over my cock." He mumbled in your ear and that was enough for you to scream his name as you came from your high around his cock. He tightened his grip around you as he was about to cum as well when he felt you clench around him.

"I'm going to cum, baby, where do you want it? Tell me."

"In my mouth, baby. Fuck my mouth again." You moaned.

"On your knees." He ordered, pulling out of you, stroking himself.

You got on your knees, didn't waste a second and put him in your mouth and he started fucking your mouth in full force. You moaned around his cock and that was enough for him to cum in your mouth.

His voice. God, his voice came from heaven.

You opened your mouth to show him his cum. Panting, he bit his bottom lip, brushing his fingers on your lips.

"God, wish I could spit-"

Without letting him continue, you nodded and he smirked at you.

"I've got myself a kinky slut of a woman." He bit his lip again before he spit in your mouth. "Swallow."

You swallowed and opened your mouth again to show him.

If it was another guy, maybe you'd be disgusted, but you never was disgusted by Harry. Everything with him felt good. Maybe sex was something that made you feel like you were his.

[gold-rhine]

If it's not too much trouble, could you expand on Diluc's "already incoherent characterization" you mentioned in one of your recent posts? I'm just curious cause I also feel that there's something off about him writing-wise but I can't put my finger on it.

sigh. so, at the start of the game hoyo wrote diluc as super aggressive and negative towards kaeya specifically and knights in general, and all of their interactions are very hostile. they are having bitch fights every time they are in the same room.

like, fandom likes to pretend that diluc has guilt, bc of like some anonymous message on a public board that sounds like it's diluc feeling bad, which hoyo back-wrote. but they can't gaslight me, i just recently replayed start of the game content on my new account. like first time diluc appears is in kaeya's domain after traveler and kaeya cleared it, and diluc bitches at kaeya for no fucking reason and kaeya is v passive aggressive back at him. they have bitch fight in venti's quest. diluc's entire quest is about him trying to keep kaeya from discovering he's darknight hero and he specifically makes it known that kaeya is unwelcome every time he shows up in the tavern. and he sounds negative when bringing up kaeya for any reason.

and then hoyo started to back-pedal. idk what happened, maybe the direction of the plot shifted. maybe the writer who was writing them in this conflict vein quit. maybe at the start they only had vague idea of like brothers at war with each other, and once they started to flesh it out and add nuance, they've realized that like, burning your baby brothers' eye out might be understandable in the moment of trauma and shock, but then acting like you're on high horse and treating him like garbage for YEARS after is a bit of a psycho behavior.

quick aside bc i know there are ppl who think that, um, kaeya "deserved" it and like. he was what, not older than 10 when he was left at the winery. and he was about 17 when he confessed. he was a traumatized kid who kept a secret bc his bio father told him that the fate of his entire country depends on it. get a grip. but as i said, with the same logic, diluc was also in shock and trauma, and i do not fault him the fight itself. what doesn't track is how diluc acts years LATER, when he had time to think.

so they started to drastically soften diluc AND back-writing retcons. Hidden Strife letters are all about it. They were like oh, brothers were always in contact! Diluc is not a maniac, he was polite to the knights and he told kaeya to take care :) :) :) this creates new set of problems. not only it gives diluc personality split where he was incredibly aggressive to kaeya in person, but apparently normal in the letters. But also, we have letters from Kaeya that make it obvious he knew immediately that diluc is a darknight hero and they both were chill about it. But like! diluc's entire story quest is about him trying to keep kaeya from learning that! like, come on! why then diluc did all these stupid scooby doo shenanigans with slimes and shit???

now i think they are trying to shift responsibility for reconciliation from diluc to kaeya, which is the only issue that affects kaeya's own characterization. bc they are very hard going into "all servants at winery ADORE kaeya and treat him like family and welcome him!!" and fandom like, extends it to diluc now, like diluc is welcoming kaeya too and kaeya is a silly goose who has his hang ups and refuses to visit. as if getting your eye burned off, trying to reach out first and getting "ugh, its you" treatment when you show up at your brother's tavern is just like. a lil awkward situation that kaeya himself should get over without any effort on diluc's side and he should just ~realize~ that he's still part of the family lol. and ppl justify it like "well we don't know how diluc actually feels, he probably feels guilt (anon message) and wants to reconcile". which like. so we don't know, but kaeya is supposed to figure out and reach out AGAIN, when diluc at any time could've just told him that he's welcomed.

and now in kaeya's hangout we learn more about their childhoods which tbh hurts diluc even more. like how are we gonna be pretending that diluc cares about kaeya when he returned to mond and found his baby brother, who was apparently the sweetest gentlest child in the world, his loyal shadow for entire childhood, couldn't lie, was taking punishments for diluc, and see him now becoming a high functioning alcoholic with brazenly unhealthy persona of liar and manipulator, and like NOT get worried and try to reach out. which i don't think it was hoyo's intention, they just wanted to add the tragic sweetie uwu to kaeya's characterization, but they did not think how it reflect on diluc in global context

so now diluc's characterization flip flopped in several directions, and he doesn't really has an arc or plotline going. he's kinda just there now, more of symbol than character, and hoyo just writes whatever they want for him without any regard for any previous lore

[thesevenwondersofawitch]

Watching Star Trek: Strange New Worlds season 2, episode 10, Hegemony

I believe this is the s2 finale, so let's go!

I love how they mentioned the singing from the last episode 😂

Why am I kinda shipping Batel and Chapel

I feel like Captain Batel is gonna die

HOLY SHIT

IT'S THE GLOW CLOUD

Or the Gorn

Oh shit, Batel's ship blew up 👀

Chris doesn't have much luck when it comes to romance, it seems

Nitrogen bombs + Gorn = Gorn Popsicles

Erica is a genius😂

Quite the memorable first landing party for her to take part in😂

The fact Spock plans to add zombie movies to his research is so funny to me😂

Also, the fact that he's seen movies, makes me think (or hope) he and his mama watched Alice In Wonderland because he loved the book

I love how everyone (especially Pike) felt sick after Erica's driving/diving

If anything happens to her, I'm gonna be very grumpy

Aw man, Spock is so upset that he doesn't know what happened to Chapel

"Sickbay is gone" CHILLS LITERAL CHILLS

Spock ^

Wow, the planet really turned into a Wasteland 👀

Awwww the baby Gorn is kinda cute!

This is why I would never survive a zombie/Gorn apocalypse/invasion

Ooof, cannibalism

PELIA MY BELOVED

^ I love her in case it wasn't obvious

The way Pelia turned to Uhura like what did you figure out then turned away like ugh don't waste my time(when Uhura mentioned she needs an engineers help) then turn around when Uhura said she had a crazy theory 😂

I feel like Pelia and Raffi would get along famously

SCOTTY

HELL YEAH

Scotty: "That's a lot of lieutenants."

Erica: "There'll be a quiz."

BATEL IS STILL ALIVE

WOO

I love Scotty 😂

I love how Scotty is so crafty and resourceful

Pelia to Una: "And if you had answered like that in my class I would've given you an A+"

Una: -_-

I love how Batel knew exactly what Pike was up to when he thought she was sleeping

Pike and Batel: * having a slightly emotional conversation about not going alone to look for stuff/Pike trying to save everyone, ending with them looking flirtatiously at each other in silence*

Scotty, lurking behind Batel: "You're never gonna be able to retrieve the device without my help"

Batel and Pike: °_°

Scotty: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop. Not my fault you decided to have a secret conversation right in front of my sleeping spot."😂

CHRISTINE!!!!!!

The fact that it's Majel Barrett(I think) doing the voice for the computer while this Chapel is plugging things into the computer makes me so happy

Chapel: *banging on glass trying to get Spock's attention*

Spock: *casually floats by not noticing*

Damn, Batel's got a strong stomach I would've gotten sick being that close to that Gorn

IS BETAL GORN OR SOMETHING AND THAT'S WHY IT LEFT HER ALONE

OH SHIT

SPOCK SAW THE REFLECTION OF THE GORN

Uh oh, it took his gun

Whoa, the Gorn was also wearing a space suit, cool

Oh no, did Marie get Gorn eggs planted in her and that's why it left👀

OH SHIT SHE DID

Batel this episode ^

That's why she was so upset Chris came for her😭😭

I love that Scotty interrupted them 😂

Ooooooo Pelia is required in sickbay

PELIA KNOWS SCOTTY?!She cringed when Pike said his name😂Pelia: "One of my best students who sadly received some of my worst grades."

Pike: "Well, I'll leave you to it" *speed walks away*😂

Pelia, shaking her head looking at the jumble in Scotty's arms: "What the hell is this supposed to be?!"

Scotty in a voice similar to a child whining to their parent: "Something that could help us hide from the Gorn."

Pelia: "Oh"

Scotty: "If we can fix it."

Batel to Chapel: "I'll need you to take me out." Okay, it's a date then😁🤗

Wait the Gorn still have their people? I thought they rescued the surviving Starfleet officers?🤔

Idk it brings me such joy to see Pelia helping carry Scotty's project in the halls as things blow up, but it does

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? IT'S A CLIFFHANGER?!!!!

Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

This is fine.

[satancopilotsmytardis]

Ok soooo, dacryphilia and cock warming (or collars) if it hasn't already been done already. love how you write Shigaraki's reaction to Dabi's tears, and the headspace Dabi has to be in to actually let himself go enough to cry. And tears of blood are usually seen as gross and/or creepy, and I can imagine how Dabi is used to people being disgusted (if he even lets himself be vulnerable enough to cry Infront of someone). But Shiggy loves them, ugh, your writing will be the death of me. And hawks can't cry so maybe learning Dabi's bastardised version. Idk Shigadabi, shigadabihawks your choice. Sorry for the long ask

Prompt: Cock Warming, Oral Sex, Dacryphillia

Pairing: Shigadabi

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Cock Warming, Dacryphillia, Dom/Sub, Subspace, light Breath Play, light Pain Play, light Blood Play, Face Fucking, brief Accidental Voyeurism

Knew that he was in for a long punishment when he ignored Shig's texts for a week. In his defense... okay he doesn't have one. Knew that Duster needed to go off and do shit with Re-Destro as Grand Commander or whatever and that he couldn't tag along because he needed him at base making sure that everything else was in order. Ignoring his lover because he was pouting, especially when Shig made sure to text him every day to check up on him outside of work stuff, was petty and rude. But he was petty and stubborn and apparently willing to live up to his moniker of 'brat' from his lover. Had thought he was in for Duster coming home and throwing him against the nearest flat surface and putting him in his place. 

Instead Shigaraki had come back, they'd gone over work stuff, and Duster had just gotten up and left the room. Only came to bed long after he fell asleep and left long before he woke the few nights he managed to sleep at all due to his insomnia. Still will talk to him about work, never rude to him, but is absolutely getting even with him for the week of cold shoulder he'd given. Absolutely not punishing him in bed the way he'd wanted because he'd definitely figured out that's what Dabi had been angling for. Hates that this is so clearly a much more effective way of punishing him because he's getting absolutely desperate for his lover's attention. 

Breaks after three days of the cold shoulder. Breaks after another morning waking up alone in bed, Duster's side left deliberately unmade so that he knows he was there this time and left without waking him, hadn't curled up close like they usually do. Throws on his clothes, sans coat, and heads towards Shigaraki's office. Fine. Groveling it is.

Makes it to his office unimpeded and knocks on the door, 

"Come in." Pushes it open and Duster cocks a brow at him. "What is it?" 

Doesn't say anything, shuts the door and then moves over to where his lover is sitting at his desk. Still doesn't say anything before he gets down on his knees, half crawling under the desk to do so. Duster watches him, expression flat. He puts his hands behind his back and rests his temple against his knee, keeps his eyes on the floor, head lowered, the picture of submission. Stays still and quiet. Takes an agonizingly long time before Tomura sighs softly. And then there's a careful hand petting through his hair. 

"Why were you misbehaving, kitten?" 

"...missed you." 

"Would have had me back sooner if you hadn't been so rude." 

"I'm sorry, sir." 

Duster hums, keeps petting him gently and Dabi melts into the touch. Missed his hands so badly, missed his attention, missed his words-- the soft ones and the mean ones that he saves for him behind closed doors. "I'm glad you came and apologized," the hand pulls away from his hair and he nearly whines for it back. "But you misbehaved for a week, baby. Punishment's not over yet. Go do your work." 

Does let out a soft whine now, desperate to be forgiven, desperate for Duster's touch back. "Please sir, I'm sorry, I'll be good--" 

"If you were going to be good then you wouldn't be talking back to me so soon after apologizing." Voice ice cold and not deigning to look at him when Dabi risks lifting his head. Has turned back to his own work, expression closed off. Fuck. Doesn't know what to do with how sour and sick his insides are going, the tremble that's starting to go through him. Feels like he's going to drop and they haven't even really played yet. Duster glances at him and goes still. Wonders how stricken he must look to make him pause. "Oh, sweetheart," the coldness goes so suddenly, hand reaching to stroke over his cheek. 

Didn't realize he was crying until he gives a soft sob as soon as his hand is on his face. "I-I'm sorry, please sir, I won't do it a-again, please," Can't stop the tears as they slip over his cheeks. Doesn't dare reach for him, wants to hold on tight, clingy and needy. Anything to make the sharp sickness and shame soften where it's clawing at his chest. 

"Pretty boy," catching some of the bloody tears, smearing them from his skin, expression so soft and warm on him as he sniffles and tries not to sob. "You really do feel bad, don't you, baby?" 

Dabi nods weakly. 

Duster sighs, like he's still disappointed, like he's still misbehaving, and Dabi's gut goes absolutely hollow thinking that his lover is still going to send him away. "Alright, sweet thing, come here," makes him shift until he's hidden under the desk, makes him keep his hands behind his back and hope sparks sharply through him as Tomura undoes his belt and slowly pulls himself from his pants, giving his cock a few long, languid strokes as he catches the tears still slipping over his cheeks with his other hand. Eyes darker as he touches himself, as he watches him cry. Always likes to see him cry, always makes him when they're in bed together. Likes to see him cry because it's another sign of his submission. Because Duster is the only person who's gotten to see him cry since he became Dabi and delights in knowing that he can reduce him to nothing but a messy tangle of needy emotions to the point that tears are the only release for it. "Open up, kitten." 

Does so readily, leaning forward and letting his lover feed his cock between his lips. Can't help the little moan at the taste of Duster's skin on his tongue. Starts to lick along his length, sucking eagerly, more than ready to make up for his bad behavior. Not expecting a hard pull at his hair, sharp enough to make him whimper, eyes flicking up to meet Tomura's. 

"Not like that, baby. Let you stay so long as you can behave yourself but I have work to do." 

Oh. He shifts a little settling in, sucking and licking more gently, feeds him into his mouth a little slower, until he's sitting just at the back of his throat. Takes him a second to find a place that's deep enough but that isn't restricting his breathing, his jaw and lips stretched wide around his lover's thick cock, but settles. Will happily stay right here for as long as Tomura lets him. 

The hand in his hair pets him again, "That's it, being such a good boy." The sickness in his gut ebbs away with the words and soft touch. Makes way for the light, floaty fog his head goes to sometimes when he gives up control to Shigaraki. Makes everything feel softer and a little distant. Makes his eyes slip shut as he focuses on the cock in his mouth. Can't blow him the way he usually likes to. Needs to be good. Keeps stroking along his length with his tongue languidly, only swallows when he has to, keeps him pressed into his throat for as long as he can before he gently pulls off enough to breathe and takes him in again. Never pulls more than an inch or two back. Keeps as much of his lover's cock in his mouth as he can. 

Has no idea how long Tomura keeps him like this. Knows that it's long enough for the discomfort in his knees and jaw to go completely numb. That he's so distant and foggy that when Tomura shifts, hand moving to the back of his neck and pulling him a little further onto his cock, he's surprised by the muffled moan he lets out. Surprised to realize how hard he is too. Hopes that means his lover wants him to really start to suck him off, but he shifts back to petting him lightly, lets him resume his rhythm and goes right back to his work. Dabi whimpers but Duster doesn't even glance at him. Now that he's noticed his arousal it's becoming a more persistent discomfort. His cock aching and straining against his pants. But he needs to be good. Has to behave. Will be sent away if he doesn't. Does his best to settle. 

Only manages to stay still for a few more minutes. Just trying to shift a little, trying to spread his legs a little wider to relieve some of the pressure against his cock. Moves too much and has Tomura's eyes back on him, a little sharper than they were before. Pauses as Dabi stills. 

Lets out a low, mean laugh when he sees the obvious bulge in his pants. Dabi flushes hotly, working his tongue along his length more insistently. Tomura pulls his hair again, "My little whore, like being used so much. Let me see how hard your pretty cock is, baby." 

His hands are trembling, keeps sucking Duster's cock as he undoes his belt and the closures of his pants. Moans as he wraps his hand around himself, the air of the room so cool against his overheated skin. Barely has started to move his hand before the tug on his hair comes again, much more roughly. Hard enough it sends stars dancing behind his eyes, making his cock drip and him moan around Tomura's. 

"Didn't give you permission to touch yourself, hands behind your back, sweetheart." 

Torture to do it but he doesn't hesitate. Won't misbehave again when he's still in trouble. 

"Good boy." And then he goes right back to his work. 

Agony to have Tomura's hard cock in his mouth, to not be allowed to suck him off properly, to be so hard and so exposed and not be allowed to touch himself. Wants to make his lover feel good, wants to be allowed to cum. Hard to stay relaxed and keep warming his cock. Can't help the little whimpers and whines that are slipping from his throat each time he's allowed to take him as deep as he can go and swallow. Moans a little too loudly when he starts to taste his lover's pre, bitter and salty, on the back of his tongue. Makes his own cock start to drip too. 

Goes abruptly still when he hears a knock at the door, his temperature spiking sharply with his panic. Cuts through the nice hazy fog of his arousal as he struggles to remember if he locked the door behind him. Tomura smiles again, sharp and dangerous, holds him in place and fucks into his mouth once and Dabi gets the message. Starts to really work his mouth over him, tries to be quiet, shame making his cheeks burn as his lover calls,

"Come in," 

Can't be seen from where he's kneeling, but knows if he's too loud that he'll be heard in the small room. Tries to be quiet as he swallows around Shig's cock, starting to bob his head along his length, rubbing his stud against his head the way he likes, rewarded with more pre against his tongue. 

"Hey boss man, sorry to bother you," 

Fucking, god damn it. Of course it's the hero with his sneaky feathers that can hear everything. 

"It's fine, what do you need, Hawks?" And Duster's voice is calm and even as he addresses the hero. 

"I was just wondering if you know where Dabi is? Been looking for him for half an hour but I haven't found him yet." 

Duster tugs on his hair, forces him to take his cock as far as he can into his throat and Dabi tries desperately not to choke. "Any reason you're looking for him in particular?" Doesn't let him pull back for breath. Holds him in place as his throat twitches and spasms around his cock as he tries not to whimper or gag. 

"Just checking in, gonna be going to Musutafu for a team-up and wanted to let him know before I left." Black spots are starting to bloom behind his eyes. Squeezes them shut as he feels tears start to slip fresh across his cheeks. 

"I'll let him know, he's busy doing some work for me today." 

"Alright, welcome back, by the way." 

"Thanks, good luck with your hero work." A distant ringing is starting in his ears. 

"Thanks, I'll see if I can bring back something good when I'm finished. See you, boss man." The door shuts again, but Tomura keeps holding him in place for another few seconds. Until Dabi is sure he's going to pass out. Then pulls all the way out of his mouth. 

Dabi doesn't know if he's gasping for breath or choking on a sob as soon as his throat is cleared. Coughs weakly as the tears slip over his cheeks, as he gets enough breath back to realize how much closer to the edge the fear of being caught and the sharp discomfort of being choked brought him. 

"Still being so good for me baby, look so cute like this. Love watching you cry. Wonder how many more tears I can get out of you like this. Open back up, sweetheart, I'm not finished with your mouth yet." 

Whimpers but does so immediately. Doesn't know how much longer he can last like this. Knows he'll be in trouble if he talks back again. But Duster doesn't make him go slowly this time. Wraps a hand around the back of his neck and starts to rock his hips into his mouth. Dabi sobs, delirious with his relief as he starts to move, as he readily lets Tomura work up into something faster as he licks along his shaft and swallows around him every time he sinks into his throat. No finesse left in him, is drooling, sobbing, moaning, all messy and desperate as he chases his lover's pleasure, chases his own, balls tightening with each rough thrust. 

"Fuck, that's it pretty boy, being so good for me. Come on, know you can do even better." 

Didn't think he had anything left but he's desperate to be good for Tomura. Wants to be forgiven for misbehaving so badly. Ignores how badly his jaw is hurting again, ignores the way pain sparks sharply along the edges of his lips. Presses hard, pushes until his nose is buried in the nest of white curls at the base of Tomura's cock and takes him as deep as he can into his throat and swallows. has to keep swallowing as they moan loudly, Tomura spilling down his throat. Dizzy as he drinks every drop, doesn't stop, doesn't pull back. Keeps going until Duster's hands are coaxing him back. Pulls off, a few strings of thick saliva and cum clinging to his lips. Realizes belatedly he can taste blood too. That there's blood smeared over the sides of Tomura's cock. Hard to register anything because he's floating through the haze of his own orgasm, cum splattered over his stomach and soaking into his shirt. 

Duster is wiping the tears off his cheeks again, lets out another soft bit of laughter. Dabi whimpers, thinks he's going to get into even more trouble, but when he manages to look up at him, his lover's eyes are so adoring on him. "Always like getting your throat fucked so much, baby boy." 

Too raw from the treatment to find his voice but he manages to nod. 

"Come here, sweet thing." Doesn't bother to wait for him to get his limbs under him, doesn't need to. More than strong enough now to pick him up and pull him into his lap. Peppers his face with soft kisses as he tucks them both back into their pants. Dabi melts against him, still floating. "Did such a good job, baby. Made up for misbehaving this week." 

Can't help the little relieved sob he gives, tucking his face into Tomura's neck, clinging to him. "I'm sorry," voice absolutely ruined. Can barely speak at all, can't bring his voice above a whisper. 

"Oh, baby boy, shhh, I know, I know. Love you so much, sweetheart." Pets his hair and presses a kiss to his temple, holding him a little tighter. "And I missed you while I was gone. Why were you so rude, kitten?"

"...missed you." Hides his face, mumbling into his shirt, knows he's staining it with his tears and, with what he can now tell, are more blood trails from the staples he apparently pulled at the edges of his lips. "Just wanted you to pay attention to me when you came home..." 

Duster sighs, can feel him shake his head slightly, voice gently amused. "I would have paid attention to you as soon as I got back if you'd behaved, baby."

"I'm sorry," he murmurs again, nuzzling in a little closer, like at any second Tomura will change his mind and abandon him again. 

"I know, kitten. Come on, put your arms around my neck." Does so immediately as he feels his grip shift so that he can lift him as he stands. "Gonna go get cleaned up and then I'll give you my attention for the rest of the day, that sound good, baby?" 

He nods, pressing a kiss to his neck just above his collar. "Thank you, sir. Love you." 

"Love you too, firefly. No more misbehaving." 

Shakes his head. Still feels miles away from his body. Couldn't misbehave right now if he wanted to. 

Might have something else to say about that when he does eventually pull himself out of this fog. But for now he's more than content to do exactly as he's told so long as he can stay in Duster's arms. 

Thanks so much for submitting! Still accepting prompts from this list!

[ilovesmg3]

You don't have anon so this is coming from main sorry!! but StoatCircuit ask for you ^_^ How did it all start, and would you say their dynamic has changed since then?? feel free to ramble >:) - cafecouple

[ I'm SO SORRY I have to keep anon off because of people who really dislike nonsharing folk <//3 THANK YOU!! Agh.. I've YET to be able to explain them so thank you thank you THANK YOU!! ]

[ P03 met Carter (C4-RTER, but that's a lot to write out.) when he was out one day looking for parts around his factory, he noticed a body there. Carter was just kind of lying there, clearly dying. His body had been like EXPLODED by the wires (SCP 229, for context, but I'm trying to figure out how to make it fit with Inscryption.)

[ P03 was like "What the fuck" and dragged him inside, managing to help him through it via building him a new arm, most of his face and such, using the wires inside of Carter's body to stop the bleeding. ]

[ At first, their dynamic was very aggressive, I'd think. With Carter dealing with immense physical pain of having his body literally exploded from the inside by a hivemind clump of active computer wires he was a pretty big asshole and P03 wasn't in the mood to deal with that, obviously. Eventually, they of course, grow to getting used to each other's company. ]

[ Soon it turns to "Hey, if you're not doing anything, want to help me around the factory while you figure out to use the wires you're stuck with now?" and "I can't sleep.. can you project some stars on the ceiling or some shit?" "Fine, but only for a while." until P03 catches himself kind of staring often, once Carter finally falls asleep. ]

[ Carter has an organic brain and heart still, somehow his most vital organs survived pretty well. Because of this though, he needs to sleep. Can't go outside often because of his exposed wiring being pretty sensitive to the cold. ]

[ P03 cares a lot about Carter but is not the type to admit it unless he has to. (The recent doodles I've posted were comfort because of some IRL stuff that happened, so think of them as canon in the future, not main story?) He's not the greatest with emotion and shown to be a bit of a dick so I'd like to think of "Go away, you're annoying." is his way of "I love you." ]

[ Realistically, it's probably falls first/falls harder. I don't think P03 would like Carter much at all at first, viewing him as a constant "getting in my way of work" while Carter's just bored and hanging around since his entire life is pretty much GONE. ]

[ I love them. Now they live comfortably, very much so, building stuff together, having a love that they can't quite WORD if that makes sense. A mutual companionship that blossoms over time. Annoyance to friendship to "Hey, you're cool, can I kiss your screen?" "Ugh. Okay I guess." ]

[ EDIT: Yes, they do have a kid, but it was more of a "Hey wake up Carter, I made this." "Is that a fucking baby." "Yes." "Why"?? "I thought people in.. relationships did this?" "P03...." (P03 stole some of Carter's wires while he slept to make it "theirs.") ]

[sergeant-angels-trashcan]

if you have not seen discowing era dick… you need to. you may rethink the fashion stance lmao 😂 just imagine kate giving him shit for that, which he of course will defend by going after the Infamous Hip Holes

also while he has been a cop (ugh) dick really just picks a career and magically gets it???? like epitome of a nepo baby, bruce just buys him jobs I am CONVINCED. he’s been a social worker, a museum curator, a cop, he owned a crossfit studio (if you see babs on the yoga mat upstairs in GK, it’s a nod to that!), and depending on canon he has a law degree????

and riffing off of that degree… nightwing vs. daredevil rivalry WHEN. they are parkour badasses. they’re street level heroes who are just regular guys. they have fantastic asses. dick you cannot also have a law degree you CANNOT TAKE MATT’S ONE THING— my running joke is that if dick shows up and he’s better than matt at everything, matt might have a Small Existential Crisis

xoxo dickate anon 🩵💜

oh i KNEW about discowing when i called him a fashion boi. I did not specify it was good fashion. nightwing is that one tiktok. "I don't dress for men, I dress for little girls (children?) who have been told at some point in their lives that this is not a fashion show, and for old women drunk on their porch."

also nepo baby dick is hiLArious considering that I have been thinking all day about how in a separate-universes world, everyone in Kate's world thinks he's a golddigger. The tabloids and gossip mags are so confused??? He's a stay at home boyfriend? He literally doesn't have a job. He basically doesn't even exist. Kate's always saying he's home visiting his family, or traveling. Is he a spy? Does he do crime? He didn't know who Captain America was, he's just a himbo. He absolutely could not be a spy. Dick LOVES this, I feel like. It's much funnier when people think that about him than when they think that about Kate (which is what happens when she goes to his universe)

There's a post from forever ago about someone who's supervisor called their partner "Boytoy" at work, like, exclusively. And the guy knew and was fine with it, but anyway he came in one day and the op went "Mr. Toy, I presume?" and he went "The very one." This is very much Dick and Kate. also somehow he meets Anthony Bourdain, and this is a Good Timeline where he's still alive and Dick winds up traveling with him for a few episodes? That would be a fun dichotomy

Kate turns her back for five seconds and Clint and Dick have gone undercover at a circus. Kate expected this from Clint, but Dick knows better. Which prompts Dick explaining that CLINT is the brains of the operation, not Dick, he's the beauty, and Clint getting mad because HE'S the beauty, and Kate just sighs. Clearly neither of you are the brains.

Dick loves that there are no expectations of him in Kate's universe. It's like a vacation. He gets to be a himbo here. There's absolutely a pic of them on insta that he captioned "this barbie is an Avenger. He's just ken" and he will not HEAR Kate's arguments about how technically by Barbie/Ken rules he is also a Barbie. Dick pouts and is like I AM KENOUGH.

All of this leads to a mostly funny conception the Avengers have of Dick. They know he's Nightwing, he doesn't really need a secret identity here, but they don't...get it. He's bouncy and casual because he's still watching Kate's teams, figuring out how best to support, and he doesn't want to step on Kate's toes by accidentally being Too In Charge. So there's this idea that he really IS a himbo until Kate gets injured or captured. If she gets injured on a mission he's on? Look. It clears things up right away. He will absolutely rip apart whatever faction or organization caused that to happen with his bare hands. And God for-fucking-bid he encounters the actual individual responsible for harming her. I'm not saying someone's getting kicked off of a roof but, someone is moving from the roof to the sidewalk in the most expedient way possible.

This is also funny because it makes very clear how different their preferred fighting styles are, because Kate picked A VERY DEFENSIBLE POSITION, please stop worrying, Dick. And she's right! It is! IF YOUR PREFERRED WEAPON IS RANGED.

Now Dick is standing over his mostly unconscious girlfriend who looks like her face got scraped against the ground (because it did), preparing to defend them from all sides. fucking snipers.

It also leads to a fun moment where Kate can't lead. Eli isn't there, so normally command of the team would slide into Cap's purview (if cap and whoever his second is are down, Avengers command would slide over to Kate) so Cap is getting ready to start giving the YA some orders and Dick, not even THINKING about it, just kind of assumes command of the young Avengers and NONE OF THEM QUESTION IT???? He doesn't lead like Kate. He doesn't give orders like Kate, he doesn't even sound like Kate, with cadence or whatever. But there's something that is just kate like enough that her team is like yep this is correct. (The same thing will happen in reverse with the titans) After that the Avengers stop roasting him behind Kate's back.

Also, THE HIP HOLES. look. We need to admit that Kate, canonically, does not have great taste in her avengering uniform. Why did she choose this look? why is she so attached to it?

Like if Kate has the audacity to genuinely criticize discowing?? If for some reason she's wearing a different costume or they got tossed into Gotham in their civvies, her team will absolutely throw her under the bus in order to get brownie points with the batkids.

You can't talk about the deep vee when you had YOUR ENTIRE ABDOMEN OUT BABE. Nothing! Not even a tissue! The body confidence is great Kate but seriously how did you not die. (he's into the scarf, though)

And if Kate actually wears the hip holes? Dick is poking at her trying to figure out if they're actually holes? Is there mesh there? Is it flesh toned fabric? No?? It's actually holes? This man is going to stick his hand in one just to see because what the fuck, Kate, and Kate's going to be like. Dick. Dickie. Nightwing. Your hand is under my costume. Do you realize where your hand is.

Is THAT what it's for?!?!? Dick is now seeing how far he can get his hand. The small of her back? Her other hip? Their friends are scREAMing. Guys? Could you do this some other time?? Like maybe when we're NOT ON FUCKING PATROL?????

anyway now Dick is wondering how far he can actually get his hand inside her uniform and he WASN'T thinking about it Like That before but he sure is now

[queerfables]

911 season 5 liveblog part the end

5x15

Heh I knew this lady was full of shit about this house being hers. I hope she doesn't die for it though.

Ugh her face T_T

"Don't you wonder about stuff like that?" "Not really" lol Eddie you liar

I need Maddie and Chimney to get back together I miss them

Ugh the fact that they are so good to each other even though they broke up

Oh no I'm so emotional over Buck saying Maddie raised him. They're so much I love them

Man the fact that May is asking Athena's advice about a big life decision shows how much their relationship has grown and that is really down to Athena working hard to give May the space to be her own person, I'm so proud of her for that

Aaah Hen did a great job saving that guy

Man, I've been thinking about how this show used to let them lose more people and how it's lost some of its zing when it always feels like everything is gonna be ok. But ugh I really did not want it to be this one!!

This is so sad oh no

Ugh the two younger girls excited about going in the fire engine but the older one knows

Oh i like this conversation between Eddie and May, the two of them bonding over the ways their lives have been changed by trauma

Heeee Hen and Karen doing extremely silly detective work together

Oh no Maddie and Chimney getting to celebrate a baby milestone together!!!

Oh jeeze seeing those kids walking on the hill together with their dad made me cry again

5x16

I fucking hate Claudette stealing the credit from May the worst

Aw Bobby. I love that you wanna protect May but please listen to Athena (and lol I can't believe she's the voice of reason in this)

Do not fucking "sweetie" her

Heeee Josh has a cruuuush

Oh the other guy likes him too I think

Yaaay I have missed seeing Eddie in action

Claudette is such a dick, with most of the characters even when they're not being their best selves I still love them but she makes it really hard. I hate the way she treats May.

"Today you're a guest in this house" "ugh, he's been waiting months to say that" lmfao

Oh man nothing better happen to Albert, jeeze, Chimney can't go through that again

Enjoying seeing Eddie and Buck being partners again

Jesus everyone's reliving the worst moments of their life huh?

Gosh what a lovely Bobby & May moment

"Wait, that's my dad" I'm gonna cry

Oh a beautiful Chimney and Albert moment too

Oof, yeah, Taylor has figured it out

Huh, and it seems like she's more worried about Buck than herself? That's a surprise

Oh no??? Claudette didn't make it?? That's so sad. I don't hate her less but I'm still sad about her dying.

Jonah's reaction was a bit weird but. honestly however someone processes that kind of thing, I feel like it's hard to say what's normal.

5x17

Oh, May. Of course you feel responsible but it wasn't your fault.

I love Chimney being very concerned about Hen's weird theory but ultimately believing her

Buck and Eddie screentime! They're being cute

A project from the MAYOR that was a way too enticing lie

Oh that is such a cute story about Eddie trying to drive his mum to the hospital

Oof it's no wonder this story is getting to Taylor though, someone whose job it is to save lives using their expertise to hurt them instead, that's gotta feel familiar with her family history

Jesus that is the most terrifying call please tell me Jonah doesn't have Hen's family

Oh NO the moment that Hen said he sounded jealous, I figured it out

Because I love Hen and Chimney's relationship so much, this set up is like crack to me

Oh thank goodness

Great unspoken communication guys you really pulled it off

Oh Buck is pissed at Taylor

Lol at Chimney and Hen both being like "whaaaat I'm fine"

"I'm all in, ride or die, just unhook me and help me find my pants" they're so good. I love their friendship so much.

5x18

Why is Bobby riding the ropes

Oh my god the cliff is going down

Jesus fuck that's not good

Oh Buck is feeling real betrayed by Taylor right now

Tiny human!!

Aw Chimney trying to be supportive of Maddie dating again but she just wants to go back to work

Urg God where did he get the hair

OH NO UGH the morgue??????

Aw my little boy and I are cuddling and watching our shows on our own devices but he keeps getting distracted and watching mine. it's just cute. And he's so good at cuddling I love him so much.

"When did you two kiss??" LOL BOBBY

Oh no the guy doesn't remember anything about his wife or the baby they're about to have

Wow, Taylor, "I'm sorry you're still upset about that" is soooo not an apology (I'm so happy she's going back to her douchebag roots)

Oh wow Buck ended things

Eddie checking in on Bobby T_T soft

Oh Bobby you should tell him you don't want to be alone right now. Even if he can't stay he would help you find someone who could

Ohhhh Bobby I'm so proud of you, and so happy that Eddie showed up right when you needed him

Aaah Hen and Karen surprise vow renewal!!

Oh my gosh and Nia's there too T_T

Man when Buck gave Taylor the homing beacon braclet I couldn't help thinking it would be a great story for him to have to find her after they broke up and now they have broken up I'm really hopeful they might actually do something with that

(I would give serious bonus points for it to be post a Buck+Eddie get together but I'm still not quite ready to hold my breath for that)

Eddie!! Eddie's back at the 118!! Finally