#uhhhhhh this isn’t what it looks like guys i swear

[mcondance]

fontaine would look so pretty masturbating 😔 -👹

with his head thrown back and his hand wrapped around his dick, his grills shining as he grits his teeth. looking down at his hand that’s covered in pre, sliding his hand up and down while he curses and groans. “fuck,” catches in his throat, a mumble that borders on pathetic. it feels so good he swears he could cry. he knows his body well, fists his length and twists his hand under his crown, almost growling at the shock of pleasure it delivers. he looks divine, in the nastiest way.

[oh-shtars]

@cocoapowderpictures @signed-sapphire @ficsinhistory (+ others)

Guys, Wake Up!! It’s the ref sheet for the guy you were all happy to see mentioned in the last post ;3

Character Notes:

- Works as the Royal Announcer and as Rosas’ tour guide

- He’s of Greek heritage :)

- I decided to make red and black his key colours to symbolise his boldness and how he’s a secret rebel in plain sight.

- In the RFTS!AU, everyone above 18 has given away their first wish and afterwards, as many as they’d like. Flazino is 21 and like many others, has no idea what were or even how many wishes he did give away.

- Does he love Asha? Yes. Very much. Romantically? Nope. Are they just friends? Yes but also no.

- Acts like a very bouncy and outgoing guy on the job but is actually pretty reserved and calmer whenever he’s just being himself and casual. As a result, he gets exhausted for forcing himself to be extra ‘quirky’ while working.

- The reason he’s so “extra” on his tours is because he wants to make the most out of the only few highlights of his day. Flazino dreads the in-between moments where it just feels like he’s just….waiting. But for what exactly? With no memory of his wishes, he doesn’t have anything to look forward to the next day. Anything that could motivate him. Something that he could pursue. But there’s…nothing. (He hates staring at the ceiling thinking about this every night.)

- One of the only few dreams he does have is his love for learning/using magic. And Flazino is not planning to give that away this time. And thus, he hangs on to it tightly despite the fact its use is forbidden.

- Flazino gets little sleep in most some nights to read and learn about small-scale, simple magic-casting. (It’s the only time he could with minimal risk of getting caught.) It’s a way better thing than spending the night in dreadful emptiness and it’s a distraction from his otherwise, mostly bland day.

- Flazino also notices that he’s not the only person experiencing this weird emptiness. He just seems to be the only one who acknowledges it instead of pretending it’s “fine.” After a few years of waiting for his wishes that are probably never coming, Flazino attempts to negotiate with Magnifico for a “better Wish System” but he always ends up getting ignored though.

- Flazi sort of isolated himself in a way because he couldn’t stand the fake satisfied faces people are going with their lives. He was so damn happy to find out Asha has her own doubts of the king’s wishing system too. He basically stuck around after that.

Flazino: “I swear- I canNOT continue like this anymore. There’s something unfair about all this and I’m SICK of pretending there isn’t just because everyone says so- I don’t sound that crazy, right?”

Asha: ……………. Uhhhhhh No? I get it. Sort of??

Don’t you wanna get away? From the same old part you gotta play?

‘Cause I got what you need, so come with me and take the ride,

It’ll take you to the Other Side!

‘Cause you can do like you do, Or you can do like me,

Stay in the cage, or you’ll finally take the key,

Oh damn, suddenly you’re free to fly,

It’ll take you to the Other Side!

(Can’t resist another “The Other Side” opportunity. It’s one of my favourite catchy songs and it fits well. X3)

[thelegoninjagomovie]

Oh? You'd like to discuss Misako Montgomery Garmadon of whom I love a lot? Let's go!!!

I'll start if u don't mind; I think she's actually an epic mom and ppl who hate her don't realize the writers cannot fucking write women at all in the slightest and actually she loves Lloyd and she's an epic mom !!!

i already KNOW this is going to get long so i’m throwing this under a cut lol

SO. i agree VERY MUCH WITH THIS STATEMENT. you can tell if you rewatch ninjago that they had no clue what they wanted misakos character to be. she definitely suffered the most from the “ninjago was originally 2 seasons” thing. by the time they figured out her character (which to me is s13) it was too late for her :(. also people who think she hates her son are so funny. so many ninjago fans cannot separate their own projections onto characters from canon so they just make up the most random bullshit about characters they don’t like. there’s more i’d say about this but i’d actually be kicking a hornets nest.

i’ve said this before but i REALLY think misakos character would’ve benefited so much from a sad backstory. i love the idea of her having a terrible mother and the whole breaking the cycle of abuse we could’ve had it all….. like the idea of misakos mom being what ppl think misako is would have been the best ever to me. her own mother not liking her and thinkjng she’s an inconvenience and getting in the way of her career is SOOOOO *kissy noise* the only thing i’d change would be her mother leaving her somewhere. personally i’d make it where misako ran away or got lost and her mom was like “aw :(. anyways!” and never bothered to look for her. think billy batson from shazam but less sympathetic for the mother character.

i actually wish they had made misako silly…. like another reason i feel like her character suffered is bc they were so insistent on making her a female wu that it feels like she isn’t even her own character sometimes. like the wise mentor trope is cool but im so over making every female character the hashtag epic girlboss. but if they were so insistent on making her a wise mentor why the FACK didn’t they ever use this or bring this up?????????

i’ve rewatched ninjago from beginning to end like 5 times and i swear they NEVER mention this once. like other than misako giving nya some advice here and there they never show misako actually. MENTORING nya. which makes no sense bc we the audience know that misako is capable of teaching fighting skills and wisdom. ninjago is very much a ‘tell don’t show’ type of show and misakos character suffers because of it so much :’(

i’ve said this once but misako and cecil SHOULDVE BEEN SIBLINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i know some ppl prefer the exs route or just them having always not liked each other which i can see but come onnnnnnn. cecil literally looks like if they had to make a guy misako. you know stitch and the pink thing that looks like stitch but a Girl. that’s misako and cecil but siblings bc yes i know that stitch and angel the pink one are dating.

do you see my vision. also i know this wouldn’t make sense also is kinda stupid but dr julien as the hidden third sibling. literally only so misako can be a middle child. imagine lloyd having to call this mf uncle cecil.

misako should’ve had more screentime with lloyd that’s a given but i think she should’ve had more screentime with the ninja in general. would’ve loved to see her chillax with them also the idea of her going in an adventure with them would be fun *stares at secrets of the forbidden spinjitzu fire chapter*

uhhhhhh what else what else…. OH yeah autistic misako is real af forever.

OH YEAH ok i just remembered what i was going to say i think ppl who think misako is like. really uptight and would yell at lloyd over little things over even at all are so baffling. girl how did you even come to that conclusion. she would be his number one supporter she literally owns a sweater/hoodie with his face on his. love that for her.

the ronin misako dareth friendship was interesting. it could’ve been cool but writers decided to immediately drop it. but also i think it was really weird?? the ronin misako part anyways because they put that in after shadow of ronin so that makes it so awkward to me lol. no clue how shadow of ronin did so maybe they just chose to ignore it but knowing what happened in that game makes it so funny in a really awkward way

season 9 was great that scene where misako tells lloyd to leave her behind…… ough. would’ve loved to see her interact with the other elemental masters a bit more but i’ll take what we got.

ALRIGHT i’m actually out of things to talk about rn so i hope u enjoyed reading all of that. thank you for letting me be autistic about my best friend in the world misako.

[rebornologist]

HEHEHE LOVE YOUR WORKS SO MUCH! MY NIGHT TIME DESTRESSING TIME ;))) may i get uhhhhhh a scenario with xanxus & your favorite khr character(s) (1 or more ur choice bby) where the s/o finally calls them the nickname they've been rehearsing in their head. Like they just haven't found the right timing to use the nickname but is dying to use it so they just randomly say it and giggle or something. -YOUR NUMBER ONE FAN FROM DAY 1 XOXOXO also GOOD LUCK ON UR FINALS if you see this before u take them

Hi dear! I passed all my finals thanks to you <3 this is hilarious bc I literally can't think of a single other character to write this prompt for, so I'll sit on the part two. BUT I just penned the most whipped Xanxus I could manage lmaaooo I make myself laugh

♡ Giving Xanxus a silly nickname ✧

xanxus/gn!reader, shortfic/scenario count: 595 words warnings: established relationship, fluff, reader is generally antsy, may be ooc xan orz

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Okay sooo… his emo boy raccoon tail accessory, and his obsession with trash..? You get brave and decide to come up with a silly little nickname for him. Buckle up, [y/n].

You shift nervously in your seat, once, twice… and again under the guise of getting comfortable. Unfortunately for you, your anxiety was palpable to your significant other. You eye the mafioso next to you, his dark lashes fanned over tan skin. He looks almost peaceful like this, if not for the arch of his thick brows and downturned lips. Luckily, he didn’t take your nerves to be anything pressing. You wondered if he would be mad (it’s not like he could never be mad at you, but never for something so silly, right?). You mulled over how you would say it. What if he ignores you? Would you just say it again, but louder? Oh, even the mere thought of having to repeat yourself made you cringe. ‘Raccoon.. coontail..’ you repeated in your head, and then your follow-up explanation, ‘because you’re wearing that stupid little fur tail thingy! I don’t mean it in a bad way!’ Yeah, you’ll probably make it out unscathed. Probably.

Why were you with this guy, again?

“H-hey—”

“Ah..?” His reply grunt escapes his throat before you even begin. He had been waiting for you to speak up. He wanted to know what on earth could possibly be bothering you this time. That stops you dead in your tracks for a moment, but you press on.

“…hey Raccoon.” You stifle a snort, scanning his face for a response. There was the slightest furrow in his brows. So faint, you swear it might have been his default expression before you even said anything. He crosses his arms, shifting slightly. Not a peep from him. You don’t know what you expected. Was he in a good mood today or something? Is he about to kill you in one strike?

A few moments pass. The awkward silence was making you lose it, your gaze never leaving his slightly annoyed (so, default) features.

“All that for.. this?” He stirs, opening one eye, and you immediately divert your gaze. Oh hell.

“U-um, well… you’re like..” you falter, the entire preplanned retort just fizzles from your mind. You whip your head around when you hear the chair scoot from under the man, looking back in his direction.

His gaze is unreadable as large hands find their way under your chin, smoothly but firmly tilting your head up. He towers over your seated position.

“You gonna finish your explanation..?” He squints, dark ruby eyes scan over your panicked features, mouth drawn downwards in disgust.

Oh goodness, can you even?

[e/c] eyes meet deep scarlet ones. This isn’t your first rodeo, and you have a feeling that he’s not upset at all, surprisingly… unless that was blind hope on your end.

“You’re.. the fur thing… you’re like my little trash panda,” your eyes sweep from his unamused face to the fur accessory and back up, a playful grin just clawing its way onto your face. The same face that was keeping you out of trouble, right now..

He scoffs, looking even more disgusted. You could swear he rolled his eyes, likely deciding that this wasn’t even worth being pissed about. Releasing your chin, he straightens and his eyes scan the room. He places his hand on your head for a moment, then pulls away before you can even react, leaving your hair slightly mussed. The tall man clicks his tongue, and starts to walk away.

“Hey, where are you—?”

“Don’t call me that ever again in front of anyone else, trash,” he grumbles just under his breath, “are we going to see that stupid fucking movie or what?”

after that, y'all go watch everything everywhere all at once and you cry a ton and that's the only thing that wakes him up bc he's literally not at all invested in the film and then afterwards u call him Raccooncouie DUHH enjoy ur mans xx G

[moon-spirit-yue]

So you guys know how cats will find the one person that is isn’t a cat person and the non cat person becomes their knew favorite? Yeah I think that’s what happened with Raya and Namaari’s serlots:

Raya, eating snacks in Namaari’s room: these mangos are the best things I’ve ever tasted I swear

Namaari, casually walking in with ten serlots strolling behind her: hey dep la, watch these guys for a second I’ve got an urgent meeting with my mother

Raya, paling as she closes the door and the serlots are just staring at her: uhhhhhh hey kitties???? Please don’t eat me-

Serlot 1: *nibbles on her hair*

Raya, looking with a raised eyebrow: uh okay then? Is that like delicious or…

Serlot 2: *licks Raya’s hand*

Raya, giggling: aww that tickles!

Serlot 3: *nudges his head against Raya’s hand wanting to be pet*

Raya, cautiously pets his head: hey, maybe you guys really aren’t so bad after all

*a couple hours later*

Namaari, walking back into the room: sorry it took so long! I wasn’t expecting to *immediately softens at Raya* and what’s going on here?

Raya, laying on the bed with all ten serlots laying some limb on her and purring as she reads: did you know that serlots enjoy story time? I think this one is their favorite

Namaari, heart fluttering cause her gf is spending time with her cats: I’d literally die for every one of you in this room right now make no mistake-

[theghostofblackbunnymask]

What it will be like for yandere Karlnapity fight against yandere dream team in order to rescue their obsession from the inevitable fate of ending their lives, because they are haunted by the trauma and pet mindset yandere dream team caused? So despite it will change history, Karl takes Sapnap and Quackity back to the period where their obsession is still under possession of the initial yandere dream team, and tries to rescue them.

Y/N wouldn't really know who Quackity and Karl were yet since they haven't met them yet but they would definitely know Sapnap.

When Y/N saw Sapnap they would flinch before crawling backwards in fearm their collar dragging across the floor

Karl would walk towards Y/N and get on his knees so he was at eye level with them

"I know you don't know me yet, but we're here to save you, the Sapnap behind me isn't the Sapnap out there, this is Sapnap from the future, and I promise you he's a lot better than the Sapnap you have now."

Quackity would walk over and stick his hand out for Y/N to get up, Y/N would hesitate before taking his hand. Karl would take their collar off right before the door bursted open, revealing Dream holding a netherite sword with George and Past Sapnap behind him.

"Karl, Quackity and... Sapnap? What the fuck are you guys doing here?!" George would ask.

"Uhhhhhh..." Quackity said, grabbing his axe from behind him.

"Y/N, what are you doing?" Dream asked.

"I... Nothing! I swear!"

Karl would take would his sword and look at Quackity and Sapnap, they would all nod before attacking the Dream Team. Karl would fight past Sapnap while Quackity fought George, and Sapnap would fight Dream. Y/N would just sit back and watch, looking at the now discarded collar in their hands.

"KARL TAKE Y/N BACK!" Quackity yelled.

Karl would nod before kicking past Sapnap in the dick.

"No your not!" Past Sapnap would say, running towards Karl.

Karl would scream before grabbing Y/N, teleporting them back to the present. Karl would pass out due to exhaustion, leaving Y/N alone. A few moments later Sapnap and Quackity would come back. Sapnap would walk towards Y/N, causing them to flinch, excepting to get hit, but instead, they got a hug.

"I'm so so sorry... I'm going to make it up to you, and we're going to fix you, I promise..."

[transsexualhamlet]

sherlock holmes reactions part six (aka me losing my mind over the final problem)

Hi, I am once again reminding you all that I've formed a parasocial relationship with the crackhead detective 👍 This made me overly emotional for the fact that he didnt even die

But like

hhhmmmmmmmm those were certainly an interesting 14 pages

Yeah, I already made a post about how the final problem relates to yuumori's final problem and how incredibly sexy it is but yes now I'd just like to relay to you how absolutely heart brocken i am over this lol I will eventually get to reading the post hiatus stories i just. I haven't emotionally recovered from this yet

Yelling below the cut somehow this reaction feels longer than the story itself. but it's about half cracking jokes and half sobbing so be prepared

I mean, starting off strong with "well yknow since i got married my and sherlock's Very Intimate Relations had to be modified and all but we hadnt seen each other in a while so it was kind of jarring to see him crawling in my second story bedroom window clutching Wounds and closing the shutters absolutely fucking wasted losing his mind over some dude named moriarty"

We've been over this but. Oh my god why are they gay

I just like????? Imagine how fucking bizzare that would be to just see your old homie crawl into your window bleeding on your floor and asking to exit the other way in case he's followed like "hey bro can we Talk i hope you're not busy" WHAT IS HE SUPPOSED TO DO, SAY HE IS? Imagine watson just like "no dude I'm fucking busy go get killed"

But legitimately. That's certainly something. And like, I see a lot of books starting like this lmao but. Holmes's stuff usually starts off kind of easily with watson going "yeah so lately ive been Experiencing Sherlock Holmes" and spend 20 minutes on exposition with them having a Conversation but no. mans just fucking escaped a hitman and went directly to his boyfriend's house having apparently Never Before In His Goddamn Life mentioned his actual nemesis to this guy. How the FUCK has watson never heard of him before.

And how sherlock starts talking about it isn't any less funny he's just like "UHHH SO THERE'S THIS GUY. THIS ABSOLUTE MAN. AND HES REALLY IMPRESSIVE I MEAN HES LIKE SUPER FUCKING SMART AND HES LIKE DOING CRIMES????? SO I LIKE. I NOTICED AS I DO BUT HE NOTICED THAT I NOTICED AND I MIGHT HAVE MADE A LITTLE FUCKY WUCKY DUDE CAN YOU HELP ME LIKE. FLEE THE COUNTRY" and watson's like my dear sherlock What The Fuck

Im also loving how he calls moriarty a "mathematical celebrity" awhi;grih;oaewhhta;ioh;iaewh;ii;oewh;eh;rg mans just. ok lol hes a Math Celebrity that had to quit his math teacher job because EVERYONE JUST KNEW HE WAS A CRIME LORD LIKE THEY TOOK ONE LOOK AT HIM AND WENT MANS DEFINITELY HAS BODIES IN HIS BASEMENT I DONT WANT HIM TEACHING HERE

But yeah, it was interesting to see what the big deal about og moriarty was... especially since the deal simply did not deliver. There was not really a big deal. It's like reading the first chapter of a book and immediately skipping to the climax. Everything is so hyped up and clearly having been building for years and you just get like NO CONTEXT. I swear Moriarty wasn't goddamn mentioned any time before this. He's just suddenly the big guy and watson has just never fucking heard shit about this guy.

What's so funny about this whole situation is that I just. Cannot objectively know anything about Moriarty at all because sherlock just... does not go into what this dude's alleged crimes even were, other than. The fact that he like. Does them. He's just really involved in crimes. How? Why? For how long? In what way? For what purpose? NO FUCKING CLUE HE JUST. HE JUST DOES. And there's nothing to really suggest that Moriarty was honestly a really evil guy. They're all like trust me he was just. he was just really bad but show absolutely No examples of being such. The most evil thing we saw Moriarty do personally was call sherlock stupid for letting him get into the apartment. And even then he immediately followed it up with complimenting him lol

yeah, my impression of Moriarty was like. I expected him to be worse, honestly. I expected him to be like a cartoon villain because he was kind of made out to be one and then he's just honestly a really polite and refined guy?? Mans strolls the fuck into 221B like hi shawty and it is Not like yuumori obviously man's holding a gun but like. What the fuck they are just. They have never met before but They Clearly Have and it's. its so weird

Like honestly I don't dislike og moriarty. He's really what william tried to be (and fucking failed, but beside the point) but like. Dude's so powerful and for what. He just walks into the apartment with No Pretense like why sherlock holmes is that a revolver or are you just happy to see me oh my goodness you are a dolt why would you hold the gun that way. disgusting. disgraceful. dreadful. Oh my god. I love him I'm sorry

abngnahhghifeah;iewh and Why does sherlock describe him like that hes like "MANS A REALLY REFINED LIZARD /pos" HIEHIFEHW:HGIHOEWFEEW FOR WHAT. FOR W H A T

baaaaaaaaghhhhhh but likeeeee they went STRAIGHT to "you know what I'm here for" "you know how I'm going to respond" "well then" "yeah" "mhm" "damn well it really do be like that sometimes" "ur really smart by the way" "im fucking aware let's kill each other as we both Thought in our Minds" "yes lets" AHDHDHDHDFS WTF THIS IS INSANE

But damn uh. mutual destruction my beloved this is very different from sherliam but im not. im not. opposed to it tucks hair behind ear

I just. Holy shit they really went "if you destroy me I will ensure that we both go down hand in unlovable hand" "I wouldn't mind that"

Annnnd I just noticed that the actual lines for this part kind of. that kind of happened in chapter 31 when sherlock was like i would Gladly die to take down the lord of crime and william was like. hahahah yeahNO NO NO NO

BUT SERIOUSLY THO IM LOSING MY MIND OVER HOW SHERLOCK SAYS THIS WHOLE THING TO WATSON AND HES LIKE DAMN SHAWTY HES LIKE THE REASON FOR HALF THE CRIME IN THIS CITY BUT HES SO NICE THO??? LIKE I EXPECTED HIM TO BE TOUGH AND EVERTHING NO HES JUST SOME POLITE PROPER UNDERSTANDABLE MAN WHO JUST HAPPENS TO BE VERY DIABOLICAL shawty is having a Crisis

And then watson is like wowww that was cool you wanna spend the night and sherlock is like "UNFORTUNATELY BESTIE I AM BEING FUCKING TRACKED DOWN ID LIKE YOU TO NOT DIE WITH ME"

This bit gave me a Moment Moment because oh my god. Then watson is like "no shut up i'm coming with you i don't care" and i just had to Take A Minute because THEY SWITCHED PLACES AAH SHERLOCK IS TRYING TO KEEP WATSON SAFE NOW AND WATSON IS NOW MORE RECKLESS BC OF HIM AND. AHHHH

Completely random but. How sherlock still refers to 221B as "our rooms" to watson even though watson hasn't lived their in years........ shawty i am emotional.........

SO THEY GODDAMN FLEE THE COUNTRY TOGETHER BC WATSON SAYS THEY HAVE TO STICK TOGETHER AND SHERLOCK HAS A MOMENT WHERE HE'S LIKE YEAH NEVERMIND PLEASE GO HOME WATSON AND WATSON IS JUST LIKE. NO. AND HSERLOCK IS LIKE. DAMN OK I HAVE NEVER HEARD YOU SAY THAT BEFORE

But. Ok as funny as this is. They have this fucking Conversation on the train to switzerland where sherlock is like "I have not lived in vain" and watson is like "YOURE NOT DYING" and hes like "i have not lived in vain. like i said. this will not be a bad way to die" UHHHHHH DAMN SHAWTY

hhhhhh and it just Gets. it. it. it Gets. These fuckers get to switzerland and they stay in a hotel and then leave for reichenbach but watson gets this goddamn letter telling him that hes needed at the hotel to basically save this lady's life. And he doesn't. Like. he doesn't even want to go he's like FUCK IT SHE CAN DIE IM NOT LEAVING YOU but sherlock convinces him to go fULLY KNOWING THE LETTER WAS FUCKING FAKED BY MORIARTY JUST AS A PLOY TO GET HIM ALONE

AND THEN HE JUST. WENT ANYWAY AND WATSON HAD TO WATCH HIM JUST LIKE GODDAMN WALK OFF INTO THE SUNSET LIKE "LITTLE DID I KNOW THIS WOULD BE THE LAST TIME I WOULD SEE HIM BUT IT JUST. IT HAD THAT VIBE YKNOW"

God I just. Wow sherlock really did that huh. He really went and did that. And I went over it in the post about this compared to yuumori but it just RUINED me how watson just. Never saw what happened and there's just so little information about it that all they have is these assumptions and pieces that just suggest that these guys met up, walked up to the goddamn waterfall having a nice civil conversation about how talented and smart they both were at this and how they revealed their methods to each other and complimented them because of course they did

And they just sat up there talking to each other so long and Moriarty legit waited politely or even possibly was the one that suggested he write a letter to watson in which sherlock just went "damn lol moriarty's pretty nice actually anyway uhhhh sorry watson ily ✌" and just like. left it up there in his damn cigarette box

But just like. damn the insinuation that moriarty just sat there and watched while he wrote that entire goddamn letter, sealed it up, and then got up and went alright buddy let's go but it makes no goddamn sense if they wanted to actually kill each other and assure they themselves would survive I could name like 23 different ways they could have managed it so easily and they Didn't. they were really set on mutual destruction huh. There's no way they were even trying to do anything but Die Together at that point and that's Something huh

It absolutely baffles me how they could say that these guys had plummetted like, holding each other tho. Like. ok lol but How Do You Even Know

It was certainly a ride. But the fact that Watson had to actively try to think like Sherlock to figure out what happened in the scene was just. The cherry on top. Especially after they'd consciously started to switch roles in this i just. Damn.

In conclusion uhhhhhhhh gay people real I suppose

[saltedsour]

tutorial level lore (for real)

i didnt proofread this after 1.75 hours of typing and that's your fault because i said so

expect typos and nonsense

CORRUPTED:

everybody forgets about him like wtf,,,.???? i swear everybody just goes "HIIIII IM SO HAPPY ALL FOUR OF US ARE HERE" "please i'm right here"

playlist mode also forgot about him 😢

to be fair i forgot about them until right as i started typing

also needs a hug. actually fuck that they all need a hug

the,,, the shortest,,... i i cannot..... they're short oh my gosh

probably one of those wiggly cactus fucks but like angry at everything

also the youngest out of all of em.... babeyyyyyyyy...

110% has a cool scarf i mean come on guys

ok to differentiate between corruption and this fucker's name i'm gonna give him a capital C at the start

tbh they all have that certain vibe that i can't explain rn rn but corrupted and blixer the most so uhhhhhh they vibe together share a vibe yeah

unironically dabs

probably the less focused on MURDERING spicy player shapes

"Okay look ASSHOLES I was the first out all of us to be pink so y'all should really treat me with more respect" they don't

has the best song and ill fight you over that

would look rlly cool if they were like....... not Corrupted just not them

glares at chronos every time he says wink out loud.

his last name's probably kyle

CHRONOS:

doesnt have a face anymore. it's a clock now.

NO his face doesn't mostly tell the time accurately and that pisses logic off the most.

ironically dabs

maybe the tallest but maybe logic's taller i haven't rlly decided yet ok ok

he cant right now he's dunking his bible in milk

rlly wants to eat food sometimes so he just yeets like fucking corn flakes at his face. milky ways also sometimes yeets corn flakes at his face.

"Wowwwww you guys have FACES??? smh."

maybe believes the world is flat

types for 20 minutes after you insult him online

would set fire to the tree of life and watch every second of them burning

the tree's probably fireproof tho and like i don't think fighting the fucking shape goddess went well last time??? didn't it??? now u dont have to worry abt getting ur face hurt that's for sure

Probably part enderman at this point like what the fuck how did you get out of that locked room???? You just see him fucking leave out of another room like OK CHRONOS

says wink out loud

does the most jobs for the tree (outside of what they all usually do)

what they're supposed to do (teach those spicy player shapes to not die) isn't what they actually do now (try to kill spicy player shapes unless they're good enough to not die and get the fuck out of there!!!)

Genuinely misses having a face.

MILKY WAYS:

she has the most braincells. and eyes. three eyes. (and three braincells)

second shortest,!!! will fight you

probably the most reliable at reading anything

"okay guys it's been fun but i'm going to space now" *walks out of the room*

probably would be like rlly competitive in video games and like whenever they suddenly win when you were about to win you hear them gleefully cackling thats actually rlly wholesome wtf me

"guys is the world flat yes or no" "does my life depend on the answer???" "YES. YES IT DOES, CHRONOS." "uuuuuuuHHhhHHhhHh"

probably added megalovania to the group's playlist (if they had one.................)

the tree of life definitely once yeeted the fucker she just grabbed her fucking face and went YEET!!!!! no idea why but that 100% happened

played minecraft and left a review saying there wasn't enough squares

fought Corrupted and won

"i'm gonna munch. i'm gonna crunch" just steals somebody's fucking c h i p s and SPRINTS away

strong shitpost energy tbh??

doesn't know the difference between astronomy or astrology

nobody can see any stars™️ where they live and she rlly wants to see stars™️ (it's her aesthetic ok) (smh) (you wouldn't get it)

they might just be in the fuckign void thats not rlly an aesthetic

LOGIC GATEKEEPER:

doesn't understand most memes tbh

YAAYYYYYY SECOND TALLEST.... or NOT!!!!!!!!!!

"guys ur not being logical....... 💔"

would whisper wikipedia articles to you <3

i'd say they could do the best maths out of everybody but rlly i dont trust them with 1 + 1

unironically would type like... this... sometimes...

"guys why are you awake it's like 3 am" "shut the fuck up logic we're eating stolen c h i p s"

probably has rlly cool legs (i forgot to delete this but now i'm kinda liking what me 10 minutes ago said)

they maybe broke 1 law but it was just one of the laws of reality (like a fucking nerd smh)

T-poses regularly to assert dominance over the three shorter peasants.

actually the only one that still likes the tree of life. "GUYS GUYS SHE'S COOL WTF???" "logic please she fucking deleted my face"

fought Corrupted once and lost

favourite flavour drink is water

everybody probably calls them logic because saying three more syllables is just too hard

BLIXER. THAT FUCK:

angry!!

also dabs but maybe???? ironically (he doesn't know either anymore)

wtf he's directly middle height to everybody (bht he's taller than everybody in that stinky new game form though so good for him)

punches stuff!!!!!

"guys where are my c h i p s"

he has a pupil but only sometimes for no reason

probably went into the tutorial gang like wayyyy after everybody else so he's the new shape™️

"hey guys check out this neat selfie" he just shows them an image of sans

kinda "died" but he actually just took over the world

the tree of life also tells everybody what they need to know rn rn so like she just went "heyyy yeah he died 😭 have fun guys" and went off to go be mean to him for like. ever.

he is a cat. he will never forget that. everybody keeps reminding him plEASE GUYS

ahhhhhhhhhh!! water scary

types for a fucking hour if you insult him online

rlly needs a hug

tired 24/7

probably wears a hoodie. all the time. even in the summer.

most focused on spicy player shape murder.

[maximumsnow]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Half Life VR But The AI Is Self Aware, HLVRAI - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Gordon Freeman, Tommy Coolatta, Dr. Coomer (Half-Life), Bubby (Half-Life), Benrey (Half-Life) Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-typical swearing, Basically an au exploring what if HLVRAI followed Half Life a little more closely, Au where there isn't a betrayal in that one spot, Mainly was wondering what would happen to the others if they hadn't been in on it., Some things change some don't, Title is subject to change because I got nothing, Oh also this is sort of intended as a not a game au Summary:

Anyone who knows original Half-Life knows that the ambush happens in that spot no matter what. What would have happened if the ambush was as rough for the others?

After the encounter with the weirdly nimble soldiers, figuring out where to go next was not an easy task. Especially since Gordon’s companions apparently got hung up at the sight of moths. To be fair, he wouldn’t have expected moths to hang out after all the explosions either, but the problem was that they were all wasting ammo trying to hit tiny targets.

WAS THAT A GRENADE LAUNCHER?

He dove out the way as Tommy’s gun flung an explosive towards the bugs fluttering near a light. As the smoke cleared, he tried yelling, “THEY’RE JUST MOTHS!”

More explosions were all he got for his troubles.

Overcome with the sheer ridiculousness, he couldn’t help but break down laughing as he heard Dr. Coomer yell something about tranquilizing them.

Tommy stopped shooting long enough to forcibly hand Gordon something, and it wasn’t until it was in his hands that he realized that it was yet another human skull. “If they’re-if they’re just moths, then how do you explain this, Mr. Freeman?”

… You know what, given everything else, sure. Why wouldn’t there be killer moths that stripped human corpses to the bones? At the rate things were going, that would only rank at number fifteen on the top twenty list of messed up things he had run into today.

Given that the dang things were apparently still unharmed despite all the bullets and grenades, he was grateful when Bubby called for Gordon to meet him on the platform. By the time he got there, Bubby was already pulling a SURFACE ACCESS lever.

Or was trying to.

“Uhhh, want some help?” Gordon offered as he got closer.

“No, dumbass, I’m fine.”

Arguing wouldn’t do anything, so he turned away to keep an eye on the others. Coomer was already nearby, and if Bubby wouldn’t let Gordon help, then Coomer could take over when Bubby inevitably got too frustrated.

Tommy and Benry joined them after a few minutes, and Gordon would have been more concerned over Tommy’s frightened expression if that hadn’t been the default look ever since this whole mess started. Still, he felt the need to ask, “You good, Tommy?”

“Y-yeah Mr. Freeman. The moths aren’t- They’re being mesmerized by the lamp and ignoring us for now.”

“That’s good.” He reached over patted Tommy’s shoulder. The contact was brief, but Tommy’s tension visibly eased. Which was really good since the taller scientist still had a death grip on his gun.

“You didn’t want your doughnut?” Benry suddenly asked in his deadpan tone.

“… What? Doughnut?” Gordon was already tired of this conversation and it just started. He didn’t even know where the security guard had seen a doughnut.

Just the mention of it, however, reminded him that he could really go for some cheap fried dough right now.

“Yeah, Tommy handed it to you earlier.” Benry threw something at Gordon’s feet.

He looked down at the object and yelled in frustration, “THIS IS A SKULL!”

“It’s got like. Holes in it. Doughnuts have holes.”

“Uggghhhh. That’s not how that works! Doughnuts are made of dough for one thing-”

His rant was cut off by Coomer excitedly yelling, “Let’s go! You can eat your pastry after we get out!”

Gordon sighed and kicked the skull away before following the others back down the ladders. For many reasons, he was glad to get out of that open space, but the hallways ahead felt quiet.

Too quiet.

“Surface access!”

Until his companions decided to play some sort of word game that he couldn’t begin to guess the rules of. “Surface assess.”

“Surface asses! Let’s go!”

… Okay that one got a chuckle out of him.

The chattering turned into background noise as they walked through the hall, and while he was a little frustrated that they were making noise, another part was grateful that their nonsense made this whole horror show bearable.

Going through this alone would have sucked, and it was hard for the horror to set in when he was forced to listen to Inane Comments FM at any given moment.

He was shaken out of his thoughts when Coomer loudly announced, “This will cut down our travel to the Lambda Lab by about three hours!”

By this point, he didn’t really put much stock in Coomer’s time estimates, but he played along, “Th-that’s the whole thing! The entire duration.”

There was a door leading off from the hallway, and Bubby had no hesitation in going straight towards the medical station that was visible even from where Gordon was standing. The others filed in behind him with Gordon bringing up the rear.

Benry chose that moment to say, “Oh look a TV with Blu-Ray!” Which caused everyone else to throw in comments on the topic. Even though there was nothing of the sort nearby-

The lights went out.

“Annnnnd the lights are out. Who knocked out the lights? Who’s fucking with me?” Gordon was more exasperated than worried. This would be right up their alley, even though he had no idea what the prank was going to be.

“Uhhhhhh, What the hell? What’s happening?” Bubby’s voice was a lot more nervous than it should have been.

“Oh, it’s DARK in here...” Thank you, Captain Obvious. Gordon’s money was currently on Benry being the culprit, if the complete lack of surprise was anything to go by. If he was more generous, Gordon would cede that Benry’s deadpan delivery could have also been a cover up for surprise, but he just wanted to get out and not blow a vessel with how much the guard stressed him out.

“Has anyone seen Mr. Freeman?” Wait, where was Dr. Coomer if-

Gunshot.

The bullet didn’t hit him.

But something warm and liquid did.

“SHIT-” Was all he was able to yell out before something hard slammed against the back of his head and knocked him face first to the ground. As soon as he down, whatever attacked him continued hitting him. He tried to curl up as if that would protect him from the onslaught of punches and kicks and who knows what else was hitting him.

“What are you doing!? We just wanna go home!”

“Let go of me you damn boot boys!”

“Help me, Gordon!”

The Science Team’s voices barely cut through the haze in his mind, and he tried so hard to hold onto that. If they were having this much trouble, he had to get back up and take the lead…

There was another gunshot, and the sound made his head scream in pain. It took him way too long to figure out why he wasn’t feeling the agony of being shot. He jolted up and screamed, “GUYS?” Before something else connected with his head, and he blacked out.

[grizzlie70]

Rebellion of the Royals

Chapter 2/2

Trigger Warning- none (at the moment)

Starts here 

Continued here

As they walk through the bustling streets of Jiàoshǐ. With the early afternoon sky being clear, and breeze. They walk towards a wooded area in the middle of the city. A sign on the entrance reads “Mortrig Park.” Akira is visibly ecstatic, the two enter the park. The atmosphere here is entirely different, the serene quiet kicks in almost instantly. Now surrounded by lush green trees, the two continue down a path until they reach an ice cream stand. Akira snaps his head to Tetsu, who just winks before Akira dashes down the path. Tetsu does his best to keep up, but Akria’s sweet tooth is in full effect.

“Why is this kid never that fast when I make dinner?” He continues to run after him. “Akira!” He takes a breath. “Wait up!”

“No, why don’t you get faster!” 

Tetsu stares at Akira. “This kid I swear.” Once Tetsu catches up to Akira he places his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. Akira laughs. “Don’t you-” he takes a breath. “Make fun of me.” Tetsu sighs. “Aright, you get one cone.”

“Two.”

“One, you know how your mother feels about you eating sweets before lunch.”

“Then why am I having ice cream now?” 

“Because I'm trying to be a little fair to you, so go ahead and pick one.”

“Well...one is better than none. I want a vanilla cone.” Akira looks at Tetsu, flashing his eyes. “With sprinkles, please?”

“Don't push your luck.” Tetsu rubs Akira’s head. “Nice try, kid.”

“Dang, it works with Mom. Alright, vanilla cone.”

The ice cream woman scoops up the ice cream into the cone. She winks at Akira as she grabs a pinch of sprinkles and puts them on top of his ice cream. Akira winks and runs off with his ice cream. “The total is $5.25.”

“That much? Prices go up or something?”

“Unfortunately, taxes are going up like crazy so I have no choice but to raise my prices.”

“Yeah, I guess that makes sense. You gotta do what you gotta do.” Tetsu grabs money from his wallet. “Aw man, I'm short twenty-five cents.”

“It’s alright. Hope your kid enjoys the ice cream.” She smiles.

Tetsu blushes. “Oh uh, sorry but he's my nephew, not my kid.”

“Oh, my apologies. Hope your nephew enjoys the ice cream.” She waves at Tetsu. He waves at the lady and walks away. Tetsu looks at Akira, whose mouth is covered with ice cream and sprinkles. 

“Is there any chance you can eat ice cream without making a mess?” Akira shakes his head. “Well you should start, you've already got one on your shirt.” Akira looks down. “No, come on kid, work with me.”

“Mom, said I shouldn’t talk with my mouth full.” 

“Well at least try to not make a mess.” Tetsu grabs Akira’s shoulder. “Come on, let's get you cleaned up.”

“But I still want to play.”

“Clean first, then play.” Akira hands Tetsu his ice cream cone. “Alright, let's get you a napkin.”

“You can have a bite. I’ll go and grab the napkins.” he gives him a smile. 

“Alright, thanks, Akira.” Akira runs to the ice cream stand and grabs napkins and wipes his face. He goes back to Tetsu, taking his cone. “I just realized something.”

“What?”

“I thought I told you no sprinkles.”

“Uhhhhhh-”  Akira runs away. Tetsu runs after. Akira looks back at Tetsu, laughing. Along the path are two uniformed officers.

“Akira look out!”

“Nice tr-” 

Akira smacks into one of them and falls onto the ground. Tetsu runs up to Akira, helping him up, dusting off the dirt. They look at the officer, his uniform is stained with Akira’s ice cream. He stares at Akira with annoyance. Akira nervously chuckles and hides behind Tetsu. 

“Uhm, I-I’m sorry about him. He didn’t mean to ruin your outfit...uhhh, let me see if there’s-” Tetsu slowly reaches to wipe the ice cream off but it only makes it worse. He laughs nervously. “Oh, my gosh…I-I'm so sorry. I-Is there anything I can-” Pain shoots through his stomach, and he groans as he falls to the ground. Akira looks at Tetsu, with worry.

“Do you have any idea what your kid just did? He-” Tetsu looks up, ready to speak only for the second officer to cut him off. 

“Do not speak when he’s speaking!” Tetsu quiets down. The officer looks back at Tetsu.

“Do you have any idea what your kid just did? He assaulted an officer, damaged an officer's uniform. Not to mention you interrupted an officer while he was speaking. You’re racking up quite the fine.” Tetsu stays quiet. “Oh, and now you’re ignoring me, that’s another fine.” Tetsu suppresses his rage, he knows what will happen if he stood up to the tyranny of the law enforcement. Akira looks at them with anger, he stands up.

“He’s doing nothing wrong!” Tetsu looks at Akira, shaking his head, whispering at him to stay quiet. “We did nothing wrong!” The officer looked at Akira with curiosity. No one has ever stood up to him. 

“What’s the matter? If you have something to say, then say it!” The officer walks towards Akira only for Tetsu to walk between them.

“I’m sorry officer, he’s just a kid. He doesn’t know any better, I swear his mother will give him a stern talking.” The officer looks at the two and laughs.

“I’ll let you guys off with a warning...since his ‘heroics’ amused me but the next time you give us trouble...then I hope you guys don’t mind going to jail with a few broken bones.” The officers walk away, laughing and mocking Akira. He gets angry.

“Oh yeah! Well, wait until I tell my mom!” 

They look back.

“Ooooh, a momma’s boy.”

“Akira, that’s enough. We’re heading back home.” Tetsu grabs Akira by the arm and the two start walking. “Next time you feel like you need to speak up to the authorities, don't.”

“But-”

Tetsu takes Akira by the shoulders. “Akira, there are times when being a hero isn't the answer, this is one of them.”

“They were being bullies and mom always said to stand up to bullies.” Tetsu stands up, taking Akira home. “Someone gonna teach them a lesson.”

“Well unfortunately, we can't exactly teach a corrupted government a lesson, not without suffering by their injustices.”

“It’s stupid. I can kick like ten of those guy’s butts at the same time.” Akira starts punching the air and making noises. Tetsu starts chuckling. “I can show them the moves my mom taught me.”

“I don't know Akira, maybe when you're older.”

“Yeah, I’ll be known as Akira the Strong, with my sidekick, Tetsu the Scaredy Cat.” Akira laughs at Tetsu. 

“Why am I the Scaredy Cat?”

“I don’t know...because you are.”

“I have no doubt you'll be strong, but I think I'll stay in the background. That's how I prefer it.”

“And this is why you’ll always be a scaredy cat.” Akira looks at Tetsu, flexing his nonexistent muscles. Tetsu rubs Akira’s head. You keep telling yourself that.

Taglist- @lilix-love

[dearoldtuxedo]

Wet Dream

OOC: So, this inspiration came to me by a little grayface. Mostly because I was in a huge mood for furry smut anyways. NSFW under the cut. Italic font for (Dream) Drooper’s dialogue.

Here we are, in the privacy of my own bedroom, smooching up a slobbery storm with my lovely kitten, on the heart shaped bed. That's right. Who else than yours truly, Tux The Tuxedo, and Drooper of The Banana Splits? As I was sayin', we were smooching up a slobbery storm. My arms wrapped around his torso, with his legs around my waist. The kissed we shared was a little more messier than our usual make out sessions. Saliva was flying and dripping down. Our tongues were wrestling, and sometimes they'd tie into knots. 

While we still continued to French each other, one of my hands reached down to lift up Drooper's tail, and the other gave that lion tush a good hard spank! Drooper stopped kissing to let out a yelp, followed by a light moan.

"Uhh- baby."  "You like that, don't you?"

I continued to spank him around, but not hard enough. No, I gotta save my real strength for the best part to come. I spanked him, and spanked him, and spanked him. I spoke vulgarly, in a raspy tone, over his moans.

"You may be king of the beasts, but I'm king of the sheets. When I'm through with you, babe, you won't be able to walk for a month. You're gonna have to ask me to carry you places instead. Every time you try to sit down, you'll be thinking of me." "Tux, enough of the teasin' already! Mah body can't take anymore of this! Just please, sock it to me! Now!" "Oh, such an impatient kitten you are. But whatever you say."

I untied kitten's legs from around my waist, then set him down in front of me on his knees. With my razor sharp claws, I teared off my entire tuxedo in only a second. Despite Drooper's squinty eyes, I could tell he was bedazzled, either by my performance or my muscular built. Whichever it was, it sure made his erection grow. Speaking of which, he looked at mine; That big, thick, furless member with the two bells at the end. Kitten got close, and took it into his hands, also observing its beauty while gently stroking it. Then he said,

"My, my. Darlin', you as hard as steel. But, don't worry. Let ol' Drooper tenderize that meat for ya."

Without hesitation, he took my member into his mouth, and sucked away. Uhhhhhhhh, it felt so good. He was slurping that thing like he hasn't had a bite in a week. He- Ahhhhh, man, I could feel him deepthroat it. He moved in closer to get more of that delicious Tux-junior into his mouth, and the only way to do that was by swallowing it. I gripped his mane tightly as I moaned.

"Ohhhhhh, baby. Yeah, you got it. Right there. That's a good kitten. Uhhh-"

Fffffffffffuuuuuudge! That feels good! He's like a vampire! ...or a vacuum. It will only be a matter of time before he sucks me dry. Darn, I could feel myself starting to leak! I'm- Wait a minute. I don't plan on emptying myself in his stomach! At least not through that end. I separated him out of my mouth, and placed him upon my lap.

"Why'd you stop me?"  "Because, kitten, the real fun is about to begin. In three..."

I parted his right leg.

"two..."

I licked at my fingers to lube them up. 

"one."

There, I inserted my middle finger into his tight hole.

"OH! Tux, baby...!"

He seemed to like that. I added another finger in him. Would've inserted more, but two was my limit. And with my claws, it probably doubled the pleasure. I moved them in and out of his rectum, as he moaned in amusement. 

"Mmmmm, honey, yeah, that feels niiiiiiiiice. Uhhhhhh, uhh, yes!"

He wrapped his arms around my neck as my digits penetrated him. Hehehe, I could feel my fingers get soaked in his juices. They were moist enough to move in further. 

"Darlin', MMMMMmmmmm, please give me more!" 

More?

"More, darlin'! I didn't come over here just for yer fingers! Let me feel you! All of you!"

All of me, huh? I withdrew my fingers, then put him onto the bed, laying him on his back. He smiled a wide grin, watching me spread his legs far apart. Then, I slammed myself inside of him.

"OHHHHHHH-"

I thrusted my member into that tight little hole of his, moving at a steady pace, but grinding at a force so hard. The impact of my strength caused the bed to rock back and forth. The feel of my member squeezed between his rectum, such a sensation to behold. He's so warm. I never wanna leave from him. With each erotic moan, I pushed myself in deeper. I grasped firmly onto his hips, and let my claws sink into his flesh. My face lowered down to his so that we'd touch noses.

"OHHHHHHohohhhhhh, GOODNESS! YES! UHHHHHH, UH... Oh Tux, yes!" “So, that feels good, kitten?" "Yessss! yessssss! Aww gosh, darlin'!" "Is that 'balls-deep' or what?" "UH-" "Take it all in, babe. Let me loosen that tight little cave of yours." "OHHHHH, DARRRRLIN'!"

The room was accompanied by three sounds: The rocking of the bed, the squishy padding noises, and Drooper's moans of rapture.

"Mmmmmmmm, harder darlin'!" "Harder? You want harder, kitten?" “UHHHHHHHH, YES! Harder, darlin'! HAR-DER!" "Beg the snow leopard! Beg him to tear that tunnel of love!" "AHHHH, PLEASE SCREW ME IN HARDER, DARLIN'! Oh yeah, LET ME HAVE IT!" "Harder?" "HARDER!!!"

I released my full strength, and pounded hard enough to send kitten screaming to the heavens, and his tail began to curl up. The bed eventually broke down, but that didn't stop me. I wasn't gonna stop until I reached that climax. Speaking of which...

"OH, TUX! Darlin'! That feels nice! Feels so good!" "I'm almost there, kitten!" "Yes, yes, yes, YESSSSS, UHHHHHHHHH!" "Gonna fill you up with that sweet, magical love juice!" "TUX, YES-" "FILL YOU UP WITH SO MUCH OF IT!"

But, just as I finally reached that orgy, an explosion occurred.

I shot up awake, heavily breathing. My body was hot all over, I was drenched in my own sweat, and I felt something sticky down in my pants. Boy, that was some dream. This was all that potty mouthed stranger's fault. They officially made this cat feel like a horn dog.

That dream was very intense. Too intense for me to handle. Also, very real, although I wasn't myself in that dream. No, this Tux was more crude and dominant, who treated dear Drooper like an object. Those type of men are what we like to call 'jerks.' I would never wanna generalize poor kitten like that, and to the extent of hurting him for my own entertainment, although he seemed to enjoy it. Well, at least Jerk Tux didn't swear once. I'll give him credit for that.

Drooper wasn't himself either. I know my kitten too well to be sure that he isn't THAT confident. He has always been bashful towards my romantic passings, even when we're alone together.

Back to the dream, I don't think I'm ready to face Drooper again tomorrow. I mean, I want to make love, but I'm also very nervous too. I've been a virgin for many, many decades, and I promised to give myself to the guy I can call "the one." Drooper is definitely "the one" for me, and my heart knows it. He's my Lovin' End. But still, it's been so long. What if I screw (no pun intended) the whole experience up, and end up hurting him badly? What if he's not into that type of intimacy? I would be fine, but my hormones will riot! What if he does want it, but I end up regretting it.

Phooey. I don't think I'll be going back to sleep any time soon. I buried myself under the sheets, and started to lightly gnaw on my own tail. It's the perfect substitution for sucking your thumb.

[apriki]

WARS OF THE STARS

So ya homegirl finally saw the last jedi and oh, there are THOUGHTS to be HAD below the cut for spoiler purposes but guys. GUYS.

I LOVED IT

I LOVED IT 

IT WAS WEIRD AND AMBITIOUS AND OVERTHREW THE CONVENTIONS OF THE STAR WARS UNIVERSE IN A WAY FORCE AWAKENS SPECIFICALLY DIDN’T AND I LOOOVVVED IT

when luke threw the lightsaber over his shoulder at the very start i was like OHHHHH YES BITCH...... ITS FUCKIN ON

‘this isn’t going to go how you think’ INDEED

my heart siezed when i saw leia ugh.... and this film treated her with the gravitas she deserved and i loved that 

POE IS A COCKY FLYBOY BUT OKAY THE HUX SCENE WAS LEGITIMATELY FUNNY and domhnall gleeson is having THE MOST FUN 

ROSE’S SISTERRR and i feel like this film took pains to show a more diverse range of people in the resistance and also in the background on the star destroyers? and i really loved that

snoke’s red room of pain lmaoooooooooo. and his mara jade bodyguards

snoke forcing kylo to take his helmet off because he knows kylo needs it to disconnect shut the fuck up

kylo tantrum™ and him wrecking the mask because snoke shattered its meaning to him but also YOU DON’T GET TO WEAR THE MASK IN THIS MOVIE, KYLO. A BITCH IS GONNA BE OUT HERE VULNERABLE AS FUCK

the timeline of this movie was... odd? i feel like we were meant to think rey was with luke for weeks but the rebellion plot was suuuuuper super fast. i employed some mental time dilation to make sense of it lmao

KYLO NOT BEING ABLE TO TAKE THE SHOT AND KILL LEIA

EMO SON LOVES HIS MOM 2K17

holy SHIT i really thought they were going to kill leia off 20 MINUTES IN for a hot minute there

but then she FORCED HER WAY BACK INTO THE SHIP? SUCK ON THAT DUDEBROS WHO SAID SHE WASN’T STRONG WITH THE FORCE LIKE DIE

SPACE LAURA DERN

We Need To Talk About Rey And Kylo’s Sense8 Plot

THAT FIRST SCENE WHERE SHE DIDN’T HESITATE, BITCH

and he FELT IT. HE FELT THAT BLASTER

THEIR FACES when they force felt each other what the guuud FUCK

kylo: you will lead me to skywalker

rey: i think the fuck not

‘i don’t see where you are... only you’

BI.......TCH

THE REST OF THE WORLD FADED AWAY AND THEY WERE STUCK WITH ONE ANOTHER

luke’s sad hermit routine lmfao

luke: the jedi weren’t shit really

me: absolutely fair and true

when rey was like ‘please take this lightsaber and all the responsibility that comes with it’ and luke was like ‘this bitch empty YEET’

porgs are whatever. i wouldve eaten that one on the stick lmao chewbacca is a softie

am i the only one who like doesn’t remember the millenium falcon’s dice in the mirror lmao

sidenote like, adam driver’s voice. right? right?

KYLO CALLING HIMSELF A MONSTER WAS WHAT MADE REY START TO BELIEVE HE WASN’T? WHAT KIND OF BYRONIC NONSENSE......

‘i’d really rather not do this right now’ / ‘yeah me either’

I CACKLED. 

THESE TWO SHIT KIDS WITH A SENSE8 CONNECTION THEY DON’T WANT DROPPING IN ON EACH OTHER’S NARRATIVES

I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS MOVIE IS REAL.

i heard that kylo ren had a sixpack. that kylo ren is shredded

DON’T YOU HAVE LIKE, A COWL OR SOMETHING?????????????????????

MAZ KANATA IS LIVING HER OWN ACTION FILM SHE DOESN’T HAVE TIME FOR YOUR BULLSHIT

loved the casino world that was so obviously based on monaco and dipping into the muddy waters of arms dealing and showing how deep the fight between tyranny and freedom runs in the galaxy. it can get quite baroque with the skywalkers and their drama and i felt like it was a smart smart move to have finn team up with rose to see how exploitation and cruelty don’t always have to be in the form of sith lords or first orders

this movie is so busy dismantling the ideas of heroes and villains. it’s just people making choices and that’s the point and it’s TRRRUUUUUUE

benicio del toro is the new era boba fett and i love HE

poe getting SLAPPED and BLASTERED like multiple times lmaoooooooo like i like him well enough but bitch listen to your betters!

i kind of loved that finn and rose went off on this grand plan to save the resistance and it.... didn’t work. like everything they kept trying just DID NOT WORK but there was still hope at the end? friends it was beautiful

YOU’RE NOT ALONE

KYLO SLIDING OUT INTO THE CORRIDOR IS UHHHHHH THE STRAIGHT UP BEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN

HE’S A SIXTEEN YEAR OLD LINKIN PARK FANATIC AND I LOVE

rey in the rain

the first time she’s ever felt it?

and then the world goes QUIET AGAIN

WHAT KIND OF WOLFGANG AND KALA BULL SHIT

and okay the end of this scene where kylo pulls his hand away

AND WIPES OFF

THE RAIN

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

CANNOT

I CANNOT.

WHAT IS THIS AGE OF INNOCENCE FUCKING BUFFONERY SCREAAAMM

‘did he tell you what happened?’

and like, kylo could just say it himself

but he knows rey wouldn’t believe him 

and luke fucking LIED

‘THAT SKYWALKER BLOOD’

me two years ago: what’s an adam driver

me now: (laughing nervously) what the f

‘why does the force keep connecting us?’ BITCH ME TOO LMFAO 

the way the world STOPS ALL AROUND THEM

oh my god the flashbacks

like i feel like we got more than enough of this alluded to in force awakens but some people need it in black and white i guess and HERE THE FUCK IT IS

‘and the last thing i saw were the eyes of a frightened boy whose master had failed him’

and okay WOW @ ME EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO HAS CONTINUALLY SAID HAN, LEIA AND LUKE DIDN’T FAIL KYLOHE LITERALLY TRIED TO MURDER HIM

look.

i am the most stoic bitch in a movie theatre. like shit does not phase me but i fucking teared UP my face just CRUMPLED LIKE UGHHHHH

AND ADAM’S DRIVER’S STUPID FUCKING FACE AND HIS DUMB EYES

HIS PARENTS SENT HIM AWAY BECAUSE THEY WERE AFRAID OF HIM AND HIS UNCLE TRIED TO FUCKING MURDER HIM

‘YOU WERE WRONG TO THINK HIS HEART HAD DECIDED!’

and THIS is what’s at the heart of the last jedi - dismantling the myth of the hero. there are no heroes, only people, and luke is the embodiment of thatto rey he’s a myth but to kylo he was a man and that’s how he stumbled but he stumbled because he believed his OWN myth i’m just..... dying slowly

THEIR HANDS TOUCHING

THEIR FINGERS

FUCK OFF

THE ELECTRICITY

I FEEL THE CONFLICT IN HIM

REY CRYING AND KYLO TEARING UP

GOODBYE BITCHES I’M FUCKIN OUTTA HEEEYYYYA

rey: i saw you at my side

kylo: well i saw YOU at MY side

me: fellas,

REY BLASTING OFF RIGHT INTO THE HEART OF THE ENEMY CAUSE SHE BELIEVES SHE CAN SAVE BEN’S SOUL

REY GOING INTO THE DARKNESS AND NOT BEING AFRAID

AND TRYING TO SEE HER PARENTS BUT ONLY SEEING HERSELF

snoke claiming that he mainpulated rey and kylo looks up in FURY because he realises he was manipulating him too

LIKE HE ALWAYS KNEW

BUT HERE IT IS IN BLACK AND WHITE

his fingers twitching 

the saber moving

me in my seat: boy he bout to DO IT

AND KILLS

HIS

TRUE

ENEMY

i SCREAMED

well i didn’t scream because i was in a theatre but i screamed on the inside. i would watch kylo or ANY character kill every person who ever manipulated abused used them and HOW oh my GOD 

HE COULDN’T KILL REY AND HE KILLED SNOKE INSTEAD.

HE COULDN’T KILL LEIA AND HE COULDN’T KILL REY

JUST A BOY IN A MASK

THE EYES OF A FRIGHTENED BOY

like he just wants someone to to TRUST and they all keep FAILING for all his talk to rey of her constantly looking for parental figures like all he fucking wants is to belong to something??

it’s whatever.

like i can but i also can’t believe we actually got this character so shaped and formed by abuse and manipulation KILLING HIS ABUSER. like KNEELING IN FRONT OF SNOKE and being beaten down and down and FINDING THE STRENGTH TO KILL HIM ANYWAY

the conflict of this series is happening in the galaxy but it’s also happening in ben solo’s heart and that’s just about enough for me to mcFREAKING lose it

THE WAY REY CONSISTENTLY CALLS HIM BEN.’

BEN. BENJY. BENJO BOY

REY AND KYLO FIGHTING

BACK TO BACK

BACK! TO BACK!

REY WITH THE CROSSGUARD SABER KYLO WITH ANAKIN’S SABER

KILLING THOSE RED DUDES MAYBE THE KNIGHTS OF REN? THE SLOW MO

FIGHTING TOGETHER................. 

POETRY

I DIED

I FUCKING STRAIGHT UP ASCENDED

REY CALLING HIM BEN AND HIM FLINCHING

EVERY

SINGLE

TIME

‘you’re nothing to the story - but not to me’

LOOK,

LISTEN,

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS MOVIE IS REEEEAAALLLL

when kylo asked rey to join him i swear to god i heard the opening synth of carly rae jepsen’s ‘run away with me’

FORCE FIGHTING FOR THE SABER

DARKNESS AND LIGHT TO MEET IT

BUT ALSO DARKNESS IN HER AND LIGHT IN HIM

THE BALANCE

THE BALANCE!!

THEY’RE EQUALS THEY’RE SO EQUAL THEY FUCKING

TORE

THE SABER

APART

i seriously thought this was going to be the film’s climax but there was like 40 more minutes after this ksadjfkdsfj

LAURA DERN AND LEIA wow that was some BUSINESS 

and leia explaining to poe about doing the right thing vs. looking like a hero MY GOD this film is on another level. how the fuck did it both take star wars to town over like its most fundamental conventions but still feel true to the series and respectful and genuine? I AM... AGOG

LAURA FUCKING DERN LIGHTSPEEDING INTO A SPEED DESTROYER HOLLLLYY SHIT

and the no sound CRACKING APART of the cruiser the LIGHT 

this movie was shot so beautifully thanks disneymarvelfox conglomerate

honestly i’m still astounded that a film so rooted in nostalgia, nearly dependent on it in a way, firmly and deeply embedded a ‘let the past die’ moral through its narrative. LIKE, WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF BLOCKBUSTER???????? but i loved it, i loved that luke and kylo were both so determined to bury the past and rey was equally determined to dig it up. because how can you have balance without it? 

the whole hoth version 2 snow planet was beautiful and the BURGUNDIES the contrast i love an aesthetic!

(tastes red substance hesitantly) ‘Salt.’

i want a crystal wolf

LMFAO YODA JUST BEING A FUCKING TROLL WHAT THE HELL

they couldn’t phone ewan mcgregor for a yung hot jesus obi wan cameo? i’d be into it

LUKE’S FOOT NOT SHOWING A RED PRINT THAT’S WHEN I KNEW HE WASN’T THERE

kylo: .........i’ll destroy the girl

luke: no you wont

kylo: yeah no i wont u right u right

LUKE AND LEIA OH MY GODDDD the GRAVITAS of mark and carrie!!! it was so beautiful

when kylo gave an order and hux repeated it super loud and kylo GAVE HIM THE WILDEST SIDE EYE I FUCKING CHOOOOKEKEKKEKEKED

i’m glad somewhere along the way they realised hux is like the biggest joke character lmfao

bye phasma

finn’s storyline really god sidelined this movie huh? i loved rose a LOT and i loved them together but did we need the poe plot like really

all the scenes with the og trio have been so layered and beautiful you can 

though i thought luke died in the fire and it was his force ghost not him like force astral projecting lmao

LUKE WALKING OUT OF THE RED SMOKE FROM THE GUNFIRE DDDAMMMMNN

‘do you think you got him????????’ KDBFKSHDFKHDS

ooof that final confrontation scene though

damn right you should apologise luke lmfao

SEE YA, KID

kylo’s anger in the last third is just wooooof like he thinks he can destroy every person and every remnant that rejected him but he’s just running on his own anger until he realises luke isn’t really there and there’s nothing else for him to fight

OOOOF

THE BINARY SUNSET

that GOT me i was verklempt

rey and poe meeting was cute

i hope they’re not setting up a love triangle cause like that shit is tiiirrreeeedddd

i like finn and rey and also finn and rose like im happy to go down whatever road they take

THAT FINAL SCENE

SNOKE WAS WAY FUCKING DEAD BUT THEY WERE

STILL

CONNECTED

HIM BENEATH HER ABOVE

YES BITCH LOOK AT EACH OTHER

and shutting the door but like the FALCON

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT’S GONNA BE TWO MORE YEARS

is the fucking novelization out yet?

or the script?

i want to swim in this movie god stay tuned as my thoughts #develop and #grow

[melanie-writes-supernatural]

You Should Wear Those More Often

A/N: One week until I move back into my college dorm! I'm so excited! Today is my last day of work at my summer job, I think I'm gonna miss it a little. Anyways, I wrote this over the course of a few days. It's way longer than I was planning, but that seems to be an ongoing theme in my life. Soak up this smut guys, I'm not sure when the next one will come.

Pairing: Sam Winchester X Reader

Word count: 4048 (that's my longest one yet, whoops)

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Oh boy, here we go... This is probably the most detailed smut I've written in a long time. There's some dirty talk, Reader with a glasses!kink, slight Dom!Reader, slight Dom!Sam, lots of teasing, uhhhhhh there's a handjob in there too... I think that's it. It's pretty loaded when it comes to my writing. Whatever. Enjoy, guys.

My Masterlist

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"Sam, do you have your..." you trail off, mouth opening slightly as your head angled slightly. "Oh, holy--fuck me."

In front of you, the usual Adonis that was Sam Winchester had been spruced up more than just a little. His FBI suit was well pressed, completely wrinkle free, and his hair was tamed just perfectly.

But the real kicker, something you'd yet to see before, was the pair of glasses sitting on his face. His eyebrows raise over the top edge of them, and you clear your throat.

"Uhm... I was gonna..." you blink a few times, trying to remember what you were going to say, but for the life of you, you can't. "I was gonna ask if you had our... Our..."

"Tickets to the play?" he holds up a pair of tickets and you blink once more.

"Yeah," you nod dumbly, a soft redness peeking through your cheeks. "Yeah, uhm... The tickets. Yeah, sorry. I just... I've never seen you in glasses."

He gives a little smirk, one that lets you know that he's reveling in your little momentary lapse of thought.

"I've only worn them a few times," he admits, affixing them to the bridge of his nose. "I can tell that you like them, though."

"Yeah," you breathe, drawing your bottom lip between your teeth. "I do. A lot."

"How much is a lot, baby girl?" he takes a step closer to you, snaking an arm around your back.

And, oh good God, you absolutely melt with the nickname. You swear your panties will be ruined by the end of this evening, if they aren't already.

"A lot means that as soon as we get back from this play, I'm jumping you and you're gonna wear those glasses the entire time," you tell him, offering him your best flirting smile as you grab the lapels of his jacket and pull him down so that you can kiss him.

He pulls away with that fucking perfect dimpled smile, flashing you a look that tells you that he most certainly likes the sound of your plans.

"We need to get going if we don't want to be late," he says, and you sigh softly, smoothing out the front of his jacket. "I'm looking forward to coming back, though."

"If I hadn't been looking forward to this for months in advance, we'd be staying in for the evening," you tell him, watching his little grin grow. "Don't smirk at me! It's true!"

"Oh, I know it's true," he says. "I'm just wondering how you'll be able to get through this play when you keep thinking of me through the entire thing. Will you be able to focus?"

"You're so full of yourself," you say with a laughing shove to his chest.

He bursts into laughter also, taking you hand in his as you both made your way out to Baby. Dean had loaned her to the two of you for the night, the only stipulation being that she was returned exactly as she was left. Which, according to Dean, included no stains, no finger-or-footprints on windows, and a suspicious lack of food crumbs.

"I've taken pictures of her! You bring her back exactly the same or I'll kick both of your asses!" Dean calls through the garage as you settle into the passenger seat.

"Dean, we know," Sam says to his brother, and you just laugh as the both of you leave for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see your favorite playwright in one of his own plays.

It's about a two hour drive to the theater, and when you get there, Sam chats it up with the ticket registrar while you make a run for the bathroom to pee before the show so that you won't have to during intermission or, God forbid, during the actual play. You make it out and see Sam waiting for you, two tickets in hand. You see the silvery coloring to them, and your eyes widen as you look up to his face.

"You didn't," you breathe, taking them from him and reading the printed on words. "Row five? You got us row fucking five? How in the actual fuck?"

"Shh, people are looking," he says with a slight smile. "I told the lady it was your birthday and we'd bought tickets. I asked if I could upgrade them to a better spot and she said that she's sentimental, and that not even thirty seconds prior a couple had returned theirs saying that they wouldn't be able to make it to the show."

"Sam, this is why I fucking love you," you hug him tightly, taking his hand as you both ventured into the theater.

The play begins shortly thereafter and continues without hitch, and you sigh happily as you lean onto Sam's shoulder. He smiles, leaning down to you during intermission.

"So I actually had to tell that woman that I'm an undercover FBI agent that's looking to catch one of the supporting characters after the play is over in order to get these tickets," he admits, and your mouth falls open in shock.

"Sam!" you hiss, and he gives you a cheeky grin.

"The glasses really were the finishing touch," he winks. "I convinced her that they have a camera in them so that if there was a confrontation involved, I would have it documented."

You bite your lip and look away, trying to stifle the goofy smile that wants to grow on your face. You want to be mad at him for lying, but you just can't find it in you. You shake your head and shoot him a glance, your smile only happily growing as you see his face with those perfectly-fitting glasses on.

"What am I going to do with you?" you exhale, shaking you head.

"You said you were gonna jump me once this play was over. I've actually been looking forward to it," he reminds you.

Sam was in such a good mood, so happy, and that made you happy. It's very rare that you see him get to be this carefree, unworried about the next upcoming apocalypse or some case. He sneaks his hand into yours and that's how the two of you stay for the remainder of the play.

Once a standing ovation has been offered, and all of the cast has had their final bows, Sam guides you back to Baby, winking at you as he shut the passenger door for you. He climbs his long legs into the driver's seat and off the two of you drive, back to the bunker as it's already late in the night.

You watch the scenery go by for a while, but you grow bored of that quickly and turn your attention toward Sam. His broad frame sits with ease, his foot on the pedal keeping it steady just a mile or two over the speed limit. Your eyes trace the curve of his jaw, firm and defined and, God, so gorgeous. And the glasses.

Jesus Christ, those glasses are doing more to you than a plastic frame with two pieces of glass should be capable of.

He glances over out of the corner of his eye, his perfect lips curving upwards a half an inch or so as he noticed your stare.

"You don't have to stare from so far away, y'know," he murmurs, and you gnaw on your bottom lip as you unbuckle your seat belt. You slip across the seat to right beside him, your legs parting just slightly so that you have one on either side of the middle seat hump in the floorboard.

His breath catches slightly as you pull the tight skirt of your dress up, exposing your thighs so that you can move about slightly more. You smirk, hand resting on his thigh as you laid your head on his shoulder.

"That was really fun," you tell him, rubbing his thigh slowly and feeling the slightest jump in his pants. "I almost didn't want it to end."

"Almost," he breathes, his grip on the steering wheel tightening.

"Yeah, but then I thought of your gorgeous cock," you whisper, reaching slightly higher up his leg to rub your palm over the growing bulge in his pants. "And I remembered how you look when you fuck me real hard, and I just imagined that with those glasses and... Ugh, Sam."

You hum and rub your free hand down the front of your dress, over your breasts, and release a soft sigh.

"Jesus, [Y/N], I would've left the theater right then and there if you'd told me that," he blows a breath out.

"But Sam, you taught me that waiting is always the best part," you work to undo his belt with one hand, sliding the other up his chest to feel his firm chest muscles under his suit.

His breath shortens, and he shifts his leg so that you have better access to his belt. Finally, you get it undone, and you look up to him with a flutter of lashes. He looks down at you, those hazel eyes just amplified by the glasses on his face. You exhale softly and undo the buttons on his pants and pull the zipper down slowly, your fingertips just gracing over his pants so that there is barely any pressure.

"[Y/N/N], just..." he trails off with a raw groan as your hand palms his growing length.

"Shh, Sam," you hush him, finally managing to free him from the confines of his pants and underwear. "Keep those pretty eyes on the road and let me handle the rest."

"Jesus, baby girl," he groans as you lean down and press a kiss to the tip of his length.

You take him into your mouth as far as you can go, gliding your tongue across velvety flesh gently. One hand moves to circle the remainder of his endowed length that you can't fit into your mouth and rubs slowly, torturous circles that you know drives him crazy.

"Fuck, [Y/N]," he pants, his right hand moving from the steering wheel to cup the back of your neck and ease your movements.

You moan softly against him, feeling a rush of wetness between your legs that needs to be satisfied. Your hips rise, searching for friction that isn't there. You pull away for a moment, letting your hand fully grip him and pump a few times as you pressed numerous kisses to the bottom side of his cock, feeling it jump when you got to the base of it. Your lips seal around his length once again and your head moves to take him down your throat. This time you move faster than just the slow movements of before, wet sounds leaving your lips as you sucked. 

"[Y/N], I'm almost there," Sam warns, his breath ragged and his voice absolutely wrecked. You pull away slowly, noisily, and grin up at him, your eyes catching his.

"Dean said no stains, remember?" you tell him, sitting up fully and wiping your mouth with the back of your hand. "We'll have to wait until we get back."

"We're almost home, baby girl, and as soon as I get you there, I'm gonna fuck you real slow," he says in a shaking voice, swallowing once before offering you a dark expression. "Real slow, you're gonna be on edge for hours, baby girl."

"Are you gonna make me sore in the morning?" you ask him, biting your bottom lip.

"After what you just did?" he asks, shooting you an incredulous look. "You won't be able to walk tomorrow."

You can't help the moan that leaves your lips, watching his eyes darken behind clear glass. The ensuing silence just radiates sexual tension, and you shift in your seat, trying desperately to search for some kind of relief of the throbbing in your lower belly. Sam glances over and notices.

"Almost there, [Y/N]," he says quietly as you recognize the road easily.

As he pulls into the garage, you practically shoot from your seat and make a dash for his room, not wanting to wait any longer. You pass Dean on the way, who is dressed like he would any other day.

"Finally," he mutters. "I've been waiting for you two to get back for over an hour. I'm going to a bar."

Praise the Lord, you think. A bunker with just Sam for a few hours, that should be fun. You make it into Sam's room and start shedding clothes, hearing a slight exchange of words between the brothers as you perch yourself on Sam's bed.

He comes in after a moment, his eyes falling on you instantly. His lips quirk upwards in a grin as he closes his door. You lick your lip seductively, chest moving as you took a long inhale of air.

"Are you just gonna stand there?" you ask him in a pouting voice.

"On your back, baby girl," he says as he begins to undo his jacket. "You know what I want. Show me how wet that pretty pussy is."

You moan aloud and tip back onto your back, falling onto his pillows. Knees part as his shirt falls to the floor, your hands settling on your thighs. Being this exposed makes you giddy, makes your heart race in your chest. But it's Sam, and you know that he won't look at you with anything other than love and awe.

Finally shed of his upper garments, he kneels down on the bed, just beside your feet, his eyes trailing up your flesh slowly.

"Sam," you whimper, and his gaze floats to yours. "Please, God, I need you to fuck me."

He smirks, pressing in close enough to lean down and give a slow kiss to the patch of skin just on the inside of your left knee.

"You know I don't like being teased, [Y/N]," he says, looking up at you as he moved up a fraction of an inch. "But you teased me, so I think it's only fair that I return the favor."

"Oh, can't you tease me after?" you try to bargain, gasping as his teeth bit into your inner thigh, the part he'd just kissed.

"You said it yourself, baby girl. The waiting is the best part," he reminds you, and you throw your head back onto the pillows as he moves up yet again and kisses.

All you can do is let him do this, there's no stopping him once he's set his mind to something like this. A soft whimper leaves your lips as he presses a kiss to the very top of your inner thigh, then a louder gasp as he nips hard at the skin.

"Sam, please," you hear the desperation in your own voice, and thank God, he finally listens.

His mouth attaches to your clit instantly, and your mouth falls open in a wordless cry as he turns from zero to fifty thousand in a second.

"Oh, fuck, Sam!" you cry, hands shooting to his hair to try to desperately relieve some of the unending pressure on your lower half. "Sam, Jesus!"

He pauses only to look up, his eyes mischievous as they shone through those goddamn glasses that started all of this. He grins, pressing a single kiss to your belly, slowly inching his way up your chest with a kiss here and a bite there. He moves his whole body over yours, his hands holding his weight on either side of your head.

"Not so fun to be teased, is it?" he asks, nose bumping yours as his hair fell to curtain around your face.

"Sam, please," you whimper. "Please, just fuck me. God, I can't take it anymore."

He smiles, revealing those perfect teeth of his, and presses a hungry kiss to your lips. His mouth is so soft, even with the intensity of it all, and you can just barely taste yourself on him. He pulls away and starts down your neck, and your hands push through his hair.

"Turn over, baby girl," he says into your skin, his breath warm on your flesh.

He pulls away so that he can undo his pants, and you scramble to turn over like he's asked, not wanting to draw this out any more. Hands grip your hips hard and pull you back, your ass hitting his hips and making a loud groan leave your lips.

"You want it now, baby girl?" he asks, a kiss on your shoulder occupying your thoughts as he rutted his hips against yours.

"Yes, God, yes," you moan, arching into him as he lined up to your entrance.

"Real slow, remember that," he murmurs, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear as he presses into you, bottoming out and just staying there for a moment. "That feel good, pretty girl?"

"Yeah," you whimper, reaching a hand back to curl around his neck. "Please move, Sam."

"I will, [Y/N]," he says, giving a soft kiss to the edge of your jaw.

He shifts slightly, sliding an arm around your stomach while the other one moves to scoop your hair up off the back of your neck and drape it over his shoulder, so that all of your back is pressing to his chest. His hips roll so fucking slowly that you want to cry. You can feel every inch of his length as he slides out, then just as slowly pushes back in.

"Sam, please," you turn your head and his lips connect with yours messily, and he ups his pace just slightly.

Your hand tightens its grip on the hair at the nape of his neck. It's just so slow, you feel every little movement, every exhaled breath as he pushes in, every little hitch when you press back on his length.

He shifts slightly, instead of being pressed to his back, he moves so that he's over you, and your face is buried in pillows as he grows a faster rhythm. You can't halt the soft sighs that leave your lips with every brush of his skin against yours. His lips find the back of your neck and trail down your spine, warm and soft against your heated skin.

"You're so fucking gorgeous," he murmurs, one hand splaying over your belly as he drove into you over and over again.

"Sam, I need more," you beg, turning to look over your shoulder at him. He looks up at you, those eyes dark yet warm, something about him firm and unmoving as he says,

"No, baby girl. You're gonna take what I give you. I said I was gonna go real slow."

"Then harder, please," you breathe, biting your bottom lip. "If not faster, then harder, please."

He gives you a slight smile and presses a kiss to your shoulder as he adjusts once more, his left hand moving up to grip his headboard so that he could give more jarring thrusts while maintaining his tempo. One thrust in particular hits just perfectly inside you, and you release a soft cry as a gasp fills your lungs.

"Yeah, right there!" you tell him, and his next thrust hits that same spot that makes stars dance across your vision. "Yes, Sam!"

He quickens slightly, jarring that spot every time now, and it doesn't take long for you to build higher and higher, the best kind of burning filling your lower belly.

"Fuck, Sam!" you gasp, on the cusp of falling apart, when he stops, grinning into your shoulder.

"I told you that you'd be on edge for hours," he says into your sweaty skin, the amusement not hidden in his voice at all. "You wanted to play this game, baby girl, so I'm playing."

"Sam," you whimper, desperate for him to stop all of this and just give you what you need. "Please, please, just make me cum. Please."

"Not yet, baby girl," he pulls completely out and turns you over, so that you're on your back and facing him. He grins down at you. "You're always so impatient."

"God, because I want you all the time!" you moan, looping your arms around his neck to pull him closer. Your lips connect with his, hot and seeking and hungry. A low groan rumbles in his chest, and you arch your hips toward his encouragingly.

"If I make you cum now, it won't be the last time tonight," he finally decides to bargain with you.

"Yes, fine," you agree instantly. "I don't care, I just need you."

His lips quirk upwards, and he adjusts his glasses before lining himself up once more and pushing home, a deep, soul reverberating groan parting your lips. You watch the way his muscles move when he fucks you, the way his abdomen is so tight and his biceps flexing as he held his grip on the headboard.

And then it's like fire across your entire body, his pounding reaching that spot that has your toes curling and quivering gasps leaving your lips every second. His name is a chant from your mouth, his eyes holding yours as your mouth fell open, once more on the cusp of falling apart.

This time he doesn't stop. He keeps going, his thick length pushing repeatedly until you're clawing at his back, back arching as an earth-shattering orgasm swept over you. Six, seven, eight more thrusts and he's grunting into your neck, his load emptying inside you and dripping down your thighs as he gave a few final lazy thrusts. With a heavy sigh, he drops down beside you, on his side facing you with a goofy smile on his lips.

"The glasses really did it for you, huh?" he murmurs, reaching up to push some hair out of your face.

"You should wear them more often," you tell him. "If it will always wind up like tonight, wear them every day."

"I'm not even done with you yet and you're already talking about next time," he tells you, and you flash him a small smile.

"Hey, a girl can dream."

"[Y/N]," a voice says, and you smile at the sound of it. "[Y/N]! Come on, wake up!"

You blink and open your eyes, and suddenly you're not in bed with Sam, and you're most definitely not back at the bunker.

"Where..." you trail off and sit up, seeing both Dean and Sam dressed and ready, wandering about the room and collecting necessary things.

"About time, Sweetheart," Dean says. "It's almost time. You need to get ready."

"Yeah," you say, blinking as you remembered that you were currently on a hunt with the two boys, looking for a hellhound that was set to collect a sleazy retail banker's soul. "Yeah, just gimme a sec. I'm already dressed, I just need to put on my boots and find my-"

"Glasses?" Sam's voice prompts, and you look up to see him holding out your pair of hellhound-seeing glasses, his own pair perched on his face. Good God.

"Yeah, thanks," you tell him, swallowing nervously while hoping that you didn't say anything in your sleep. "Okay, I’m headin' out to the car. You've got two minutes," Dean says as he gathers up his things. You watch him leave as you pull on your boots.

"Hey," Sam clears his throat, and you squeeze your eyes shut.

Shit shit shit...

"You look good in glasses," Sam remarks, and you look up to him in complete awe.

"Holy shit," you can't believe what he just said. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah, they uh... They frame your face well. It looks good," he says, and you see the faintest dusting of pink on his cheeks. You swallow and decide to make a bold move.

"I had a dream about us fucking and you were wearing glasses," you say suddenly, and his eyes widen. "So, I mean, if you're up for it, I'm definitely game. After this case, I mean."

You head for the door to leave him to think about your proposition, a tiny smile on your lips as you remembered the dream. And when you turn to look back at him, he's grinning that same cheesy smile from your dream.

"Oh, I'm so setting laid tonight."

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[nyoomwhyoom]

bbs without context

if u wanna know which vid a quote’s from, i remember (most) of them 👉😎👉 (or at least have a general idea) so don’t be afraid to ask ! “HE’S GOT LIKE ONE HEALTH, JUST POKE HIM. POKE HIM WITH A STICK AND HE’LL DIE” “So this goes on top,, and then you’re on top of me……… this is really gay” “This is so gay” Brian: I never thought I’d say this but,,,, we need to fuck 407 Craig: heya, don’t threaten me with a good time “See this C block? Ya know what it means?” “Uhhhhhh” “It means you’re a cunt”

“God dude your mom’s still probably really disappointed in you but she’s a little bit happier now” “The scout? Like I scouted out your momma’s ass before I- intense breathing "STUCK it in her” “COME ON EAT THOSE COINS YOU FLOWER FUCK” “Mario Kart nein” —————— “Oh a coin again SUCK MY TINY DICK” Ohm: “OH NO,,, Marcel you just ate my ass” Smii7y: sarcastically “Oh no what a terrible event to happen!” “Ahaha whose the little fat egg down the bottom left?” “FUCK YOU DICKHEAD” Ohm: “Oh fuck me” Mini: “I’d rather not” “I’m like in extended last place I don’t know what’s happening” “Son of a fucking shit my ass” “Nothing like a good pussy trumpet” “You may have to censor that part because I literally just got fucked” “Ayo it’s ya boy lubeless back in the building” ——————— (Nogla’s live stream 5/10/17)—– “Into ta HHHNNNNNNN” “Fuck my ass!” “Now Brian,, is that an offer?” “YOU’RE A CUNT. A BIG CUNT. C-U-N-T IN CASE YOU WERE ILLITERATE.” (mom mode activate) Brian swears Moo: “Watch your mouth young man!” ——————————– “I am the ghost of Christmas,,,, ass whoopin” “AH my pussy’s very,, smoist” “I’M NOT YOUR BABY, BABY” “Go mini you deserve it!!” “I’m going baby I’m going!” “Yeah I did what’s-wat-wut-what’s ya-what’s it to it” “Time to eat some ass!” Scotty: This is what daddy needed! Mini: Daddy Scotty: oOOOHH suck me daddyyy “What really happened to the dinosaurs?” “Now listen the dinosaurs are NOT extinct that’s a lie propagated by Fox News” ——Mini’s stream 6/8/17——— “Get away mini !! You and your golden dick mushroom tip.” “smitters” Mini singing:“Scotty like a melody” “It’s me, bald bitch” “How to get depressed in 10 minutes or less. That’s what I should name all my videos now” “BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE WHITE VANS” “Back at it again with the old memes” “Holy SHIT. Craig just turned into satan” “I am a bag of cunt” “How dare you call my memes shit” ———————————– Mini: I’m twizzling my stick! Scotty: Oh baby, talk dirty to me~ “You piece of shit Scott!!!” “I’ll hug you all day bb” Scotty talking about Marcel: He’s trying to blow me now ! Mini: Wouldn’t be the first time “You fucking died to chickens dude!” “I JUST GOT MOLESTED BY A JIGGLY PUFF” “I’ve got a whip attached to my ass!…… Its called a tail” “Sometimes they say less is more but in this case less is a disconnecting dick” “PUT YOUR DICKS ON THE TABLE WHOSE GONNA WIN” “It’s like an episode of the magic school bus!” “Come on kids! Come on and climb inside my ass!” “My space bar can only take so much abuse” “Anthony, eat a dick” “Noo I don’t wanna” “Eat a dick Anthony” “ITS NOT ON THE MENU” “Eat a fucking dick” “Ohm can we talk about the fucking ring right now. Th-the giant armor. The giant riot shield protecting everything that can come your way” “Jiggly is my guardian angel now, K? That’s one of his testicles.” Anthony starts singing opera “So first I put a ring on it, than I give you a banana-” “wOOOAAAAAHHHH MY NIPPLES ARE HARD” “Wanna know what else is in Canada? Naked panda men” Brock: Why don’t we look into each other’s eyes while we do it Brian: Ok Tyler: I bet you do look into each other’s eyes while you do it ;) Panda: Holy. Shit. I’m gonna suck my own dick right now John: I’m gonna suck your dick “I WENT IN MY HOLE” “I betcha did buddy” “I suffer from premature congratulations. I always tell people  happy birthday one day too early” “WHY. WHY. MISS AMERICA PIE eat my ass” “I’m sick n tired of people. Theres too many in this world” “Evan, theres literally three” “Guys guys, your minimum wage pilot just jumped out of the plane” “OOOHH good NIGHT fucking sweet moon bitch boy” “Well there’s no need for profanity dude” “Shut up dude someone just got their dick sucked,, in a video,, ok? We are far past profanity” “You’re the one who spent 20 minutes putting make up on alright don’t give me that shit” smitty giggling “You’re the one who spent 20 minutes trying to get a blowjob” “I got pussy planted again iNTO A BANANA” “AAHHisuckdickforalivingbYE” Cartoonz doing a hotel room tour: “-It’s really big…. hAHA YEAH IT IS” “DONT TOUCH ME SMITTY” “I’m sorry…. Restraining order?” Law and order starts playing “DAMMIT ANTHONY. I SAW YOU GET FUCKED, WHY AREN’T YOU FUCKED?!?”

“Oh wow, nice fucking hoowheel”

“When i’m sittin’ on the royal throne, just use a lotta lube” “………………………………………no”

“PAUL HAS FRIENDS OF COURSE PAUL HAS FRIENDS WHY THE FUCK WOULDN’T HE HAVE FRIENDS FOR”

“FUCK ME IN MY PUSSY HOLE”

“How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could fuck you”

“Christmas isn’t about love it’s about materialism get that shit right”

‘Casper the friendly fuckboi’

“If a chic takes a pickle out of a jar, she a tot”

(playing kiss marry kill w/ marcel, tyler, and evan) Scotty: “I’d marry Marcel” blows kiss @ screen “love you Marcel….. Kill Tyler, cause he’s a fuckin asshole. What’s the last one? Kiss? Kiss Evan, cause he’s a beautiful man. A beautiful Asian man.” Panda: “I would, I’d probably kiss Evan too, I mean look at him,, he-he’s a beautiful man. I would marry Tyler, because-” deep sigh “I love that giant man. (scotty: "i don’t understand it”) And kill Marcel,, why?“ Scotty: laughs "Say it!!” Panda:“…. Black guy always dies first! Sorry man."

[kazliin]

You've talked about au swaps but imagine LAF Viktor and OBS Viktor switching places for ultimate mindfucks

I asked @lucycamui about this and we ended up actually rough drafting how this might go! 

(warning, long post under the cut)

K - This world collide would be WAY too confusing for themboth 😂

L - Oh my god. I don’t even know how that would happen…just…. Well obs!Victor would probably be super happy XD

K - Obs Viktor would love it but it would be so…alien. It’snot like him swapping into a universe where he’s still a skater or anything, it’s a completely different world and completely different people. You’d needseveral hundred K of him just trying to get over the culture shock and figureout what the hell is going on 😂

L - Wandering around a fairytale village going “….wtfam I… is this Disneyland?! How did I get to Disneyland?!”

K - ‘This is Hasetsu’. ‘No it isn’t’. He just SO CONFUSED

L - Except no one would talk to him cause he’s the prince. Andwhy dafuq is the prince wearing such odd clothes. Is this another new trendfrom the Giacometti kingdom?

K - No-one is talking to him. What if it happened when he’swearing his stammi vicino costume for maximum confusion

L - Ohmygod

K - Because he looks kinda like royalty

L - Phichit pops up in a flash of glitter. “DUDE!”

K - Viktor is like 'HOLY SHIT’. 'WHY ARE YOU SPARKLING?’ Phichitit like 'I’m a fairy godmother duh?’ And Viktor is just standing there like 'thekind that…grants wishes?’ 'Yes but what would you even bother to wish for.You don’t need a fairy godmother’

L - “Honey I already granted all your wishes by gettingyou that fine pastry ass”. Phichit narrowing his eyes at Victor“…..You’re not the prince”. “IMPOSTER! ”

K - Viktor panics. Everyone is looking. There’s a glitterydude that looks like Yuuri’s friend and claims to be a fairy godmother yellingat him. It’s not a good start to the day

L - Phichit would glitter puff them to the palace and startinterrogating Victor. “WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THE LOVE OFYUURI’S LIFE, DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD I WORKED ON THAT?! ”

K - ‘ALL MY THESIS WORK, ALL GONE’

L - “DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I BRAG ABOUT THIS?! I AM AFAIRY HERO. WHAT ARE YOU TELLING ME!?!”

K 'I think I might be in the wrong world. And also my Yuurihates me in mine’ 'WHAT?????’THIS ISNT THESIS WORK THIS IS HOW YOURFAIRYGODMOTHER GETS A PHD’. 'I don’t think my world has fairy godmothers.’ 'Wellif my two needed the amount of help they did to get together then you and yourpastry boy are definitely a hopeless case’

L - “He’s not a pastry boy, he’s a skater.” “Awhat now?”

K - An ice skater. Like me. ‘What do you mean LIKE YOU???’

L - “yOU’RE THE GODDAMN PRINCE” “HELLO SEETHIS PALACE? WHO DO YOU THINK IS RUNNING THIS PLACE, CINDERELLA?!”

K - Getting a bit meta there 😂😂😂 Viktor’slike 'uhhhhhh, I’m not the prince and also Russia didn’t have a great historywith how the monarchy ended to maybe give whoever you think I am a heads up onthat. Also what do you mean Yuuri’s a pastry boy?’

L “……Gimme one second.” Phichit puffs away andpuffs back a second later, eyes the size of elephants.“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… so seems like there was some magic that wentwrong and umm….. nice to meet you? I’m Phichit?”

K - 'Totally routine, totally fixable. We think. Well, wehope. 'Funny thing really, it turns out when someone, say the prince forexample, tells his husband that he can’t imagine a world where they’re notcompletely in love while the fairy godmothers are having their graduation ballwith a lot of fairy liquor then accidents sometimes happen’

L - “….HUsband?!?!”

K - 'Yes, yes. Husband. Big wedding, lots of flowers. Thedelegation from the Giacometti kingdom brought a pole to demonstrate the newtype of dance, it was all very lovely now shut up and let me think’

L - “Wait wait wait, you’re saying I’m married Yuuri?Here? In this world? I married Yuuri? Yuuri Katsuki? He married me???”

K - 'Was it…an arranged marriage?’ (He doesn’t want tothink it could be a marriage of love, not yet. He’s can’t get his hopes upuntil he’s sure)

L - Phichit blinks and then throws a handful of glitter intoVictor’s face. “Yuuri’s been head over heels for you since he was twelve.So much so he was scared to ever meet you, but thanks to the most amazing andwonderful ME, you guys are the happiest couple in the kingdom. Possibly on theplanet. The fairy economy is in the biggest boom in history. It’s non-stopparties… I guess that was the problem.”

K - 'There can’t be a universe where Yuuri doesn’t love you.It just can’t exist. Which means something must have gone very wrong in yourown world if you think that he doesn’t’. And since I am the EXPERT in thesematters I will kindly offer you my services to help you out’

L - That’s the moment that Victor.exe stops running. ImagineYuuri coming in and seeing him, running up and nearly tackling him in anembrace, all worried. “Where have you been? You just disappeared, I was soconcerned something happened to you!”

K - Viktor would absolutely short circuit at that. His armswould automatically come up to wrap around Yuuri and he’d just…hold him.Press his face into his hair and breath in his scent. Phichit coughs awkwardly

L - “Ummm, don’t go making out or repeating yourwedding night or whatever because there’s a small problem of…. that’s notVictor. I mean, it’s Victor, but it’s not /our/ Victor.” Yuuri looking upin confused wonder because hell, certainly looks like his Victor

K - 'What do you mean, not my Viktor?’ I know my husbandwhen I see him. Viktor’s brain still hasn’t quite managed to get over thehusband thing yet. 'Yes. Well.’ Phichit looks a little shifty as he says it.'There was a slight…accident’

L - Yuuri hears the word accident and panics a little.Grabs Victor’s face and rolls it in his hands, checks the top of his head,searches him all over to make sure he isn’t injured. “Victor, are youokay??”

K - Phichit gulps a little. 'More like a, uh, magicalaccident’. Yuuri’s head whips around. 'Phichit I swear to god if you and Viktorgot drunk together again and tried to invent another new spell I will end you.I couldn’t sleep with him for a week after the last time went wrong!’ Viktordecides this is a good moment to step in. 'Phichit was right before,’ he says,wishing he doesn’t have to admit it but knowing that he does. 'I’m not yourViktor. And you’re not my Yuuri. Where I come from my Yuuri isn’t…mine’

L - …you just broke my heart

WHY YOU GOTTA DO THIS KAZ

K - Because it’s me, what did you expect 😉.Can you imagine Yuuri’s face? It just…crumples. 'You didn’t…want him?’

L - “W-… what do you mean I’m not yours?” TwT. allof his insecurities come flooding back. WHY YOU GOTTA RUIN MY FAIRYTALE

K - IM NOT RUINING I PROMISE. Because Yuuri is going to getsuper assured since not only does Viktor love him here but he loves him onother worlds too. Viktor’s love is a universal constant. Yuuri isn’t used toseeing Viktor as the insecure one, the one who doubts his love. But if Viktor’slove for him is a universal constant across worlds then the only thing thatmakes sense is that his own is too. If this Viktor loves his Yuuri then Yuuriknows that the other Yuuri must love Viktor just as much. He’s just got tofigure out what went wrong with them to make sure they have the same fairytaleending

L - “Maybe you should stop interpretive dancing so muchand actually tell your Yuuri that you love him?” Yuuri suggests. “Ifhe’s like me, he’ll be scared that you’re too much for him. He loves you somuch and can’t believe you could possibly feel the same, so he won’t show youunless you show him.”

K - 'Do you really think that Yuuri could love me?’ Viktorasks. After everything that’s happened he barely dares hoping but now he’s seenthis world where Yuuri is his and they’re so happy together and it makes himbelieve. 'Tell him you love him and you’ll know’ Yuuri replies.'But I can’t imagine a world could exist where you didn’t have my heartentirely’. 'And now that that’s sorted out,’ Phichit interjects.'Now we need to figure out how to get you home. And let’s hope our Viktordidn’t do anything too dramatic in your universe’ 

(This is a futile hope)

L - Oh you know Prince Victor is running straight up toYuuri and leaping into his arms, showering his face with kisses “MYDARLING SWAN~!!!♡♡♡ I’VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHEREFOR YOU”

K - Yuuri SCREAMS. He thinks it’s some kind of cruel cruelprank because Viktor is beaming at him and clasping his hands and what theactual hell is going on?? 'Viktor, what the hell are you doing??’ Viktor pouts.'Why, just greeting my darling husband of course’ 'HUSBAND?!??!’

L - “I KNOW WE’RE HUSBANDS, I CAN’T BELIEVE IT EITHER,YOU MAKE ME SO HAPPY. MY HEART SINGS FOR YOU, MY YUURI.”

K - 'Viktor stop it it’s not funny. I know you don’t thinkof me that way but I’d started to think that you were better than this,pretending’. Viktor is just gobsmacked. 'Yuuri my love what do you mean? Mylove for you is endless. I would chase you to the ends of the earth and backjust to be allowed to look upon your face again and bask in your presence. Howcan you still doubt that I love you?

L - Victor would think he’s joking. “Oh, is this a newgame? Say the opposite of the truth? Sounds fun, sounds like something Emil ofNikola would enjoy. Okay…. I didn’t fall in love with you at firstsight!”

K - Yuuri snorts. 'Of course you didn’t fall in love with meat first sight. You don’t even remember the first time you saw me. And someonelike you is never going to fall in love with someone like me so you can dropthe act now.’ And Viktor recognises this part of Yuuri, much much worse thanhe’s ever seen it before but that little tiny part of his own Yuuri that stillsometimes doubts that a baker is worthy of a prince. That’s what he’s seeingnow. And the obvious solution is to prove Yuuri just how wrong he is. 'Okanother back to front thing then. You weren’t the most beautiful person that Ihad ever seen. You didn’t change my whole life around in just one night. I’mnot the luckiest person in the world because I found you and you let me’

L - But Yuuri still looks confused and in disbelief,frustrated, so Victor does what he always does when Yuuri needs a bit ofreassurance. Sweeps him into a dance and showers him in compliments as heswings him around.

K - And Yuuri…wants. He wants to believe this is true sobadly. And just like always with Viktor he goes along with whatever it is thatViktor is doing because even if it’s momentary it’s better than nothing. Andhe’s really enjoying being held in Viktor’s arms and spun around and showeredwith compliments

L - “Haven’t I told you every day how much it means tome to have you with me, finally? That you bring color into my life? That I’dsail the world to hold onto your love?” Because he needs Yuuri to rememberhow much he adores him, to not doubt it for a second no matter what happenedthat might have upset him like this. So he takes Yuuri’s palm and kisses it,kisses his knuckles like he did in the garden, then his cheek and his temple tomake sure Yuuri knows how deeply he means in

K - It’s only when he pulls back that he realises that Yuuriis crying. Not full out sobbing but silent tears rolling down his cheeksbecause it’s exactly what he’s been dreaming of for a while now and he wants SOBADLY for it to be real. And maybe he’s been wrong. He was wrong about Viktorbefore, maybe he was wrong about Viktor’s feelings for him as well. FinallyViktor tips his chin up and kisses his lips, gentle and sweet. And of course,this is the exact moment that Phichit manages to switch the two Viktor’s back

L - DO THEY TALK?! DO THEY GET THE PROPER HAPPY ENDING THEYDESERVE?

K - Of course they do! The cute fluffiness of LaF cures allthe Rivals angst. They break apart, mainly because Viktor is in shock. He hadthis all planned out, what he was going to do, going to say, how he was goingto approach Yuuri. But that all gets chucked out of the window the minute heswitches back to find himself kissing Yuuri. He just blurts out 'I love you’straight away and then they both stare at each other like morons for a solidthirty seconds before he adds 'I can explain’. Then they talk. Meanwhile in theother universe Phichit and Yuuri are patting themselves on the back for a jobwell done. Viktor is just confused but Yuuri is happy so he’s happy

L - 10/10 i approve

K - And so the happy ending happens. Almost like magic 😉

[givemethatgold]

Rescued pt. 2

Summary: After Bucky comes to your aid in a moment of panic you extend an invitation to family dinner. Neither of you could have foreseen how this small act of kindness would alter you, and your life, forever.

Warnings: Mentions of cancer and death, self-harm. Swearing, as always. Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word Count:1481

Author’s Note: You know how pretentious it feels to refer to myself as an Author?!   As always, massive round of applause to the ever lovely @the-pri-experience @tatortot2701 and @bxckytrxsh whom I adore.

PREVIOUSLY

“What are you doing this weekend?”

He looked a bit surprised and taken aback at your sudden question but Tall Dark and Handsome answered honestly, “Nothing. I don’t really have family here so I usually spend holidays alone.” He shrugged, as if embarrassed, and you only became more determined by his answer.

“Good, that settles it then,” you grin up at him. “You’ll have Good Friday dinner with me.” Quickly writing down your address and phone number you shoved the paper in his hands and began to drive away.

You only made it twenty feet before your car screeched to a halt and you called out, “I’m Y/N, by the way!”

Laughing and shaking his head at the turn of events, he replied, “You can call me Bucky.”

The next morning you barely had time for a cup of coffee before the first of your family members began to arrive. Almost everyone lived in-state but because of your central location and five bedroom house, everyone tended to converge here.

Your oldest brother, and a very pregnant Karen, arrived first. Even though he lived the farthest away Jordan always tried to be first to arrive for three reasons. 1) He wanted first dibs on the loft above the garage, by far the best guest space, 2) he could set booby traps for the others, and 3) he rifled through your snack cupboard and hid all the mini eggs so he wouldn't have to share. 

As he set to work short sheeting the other beds, you set to work making tea for Karen and catching up on all the latest baby and wedding planning news.

You were plating lunch as two trucks pulled up; your other brothers were here. Jack and Michael were the middle kids, identical twins, and always competing. ALWAYS. About e-ver-y-thing. This moment was a perfect example. They lived together but chose to drive separately so they could race.

The front door was thrown open and the boys grown men struggled against each other to be the first inside. Taking a moment to take in his surroundings Jack saw you first and dove towards you, sliding along the hardwood floor the last few feet and slapping your calf.

“I WIN! SUCK IT, MIKEY!”

Already knowing what they were competing for, you rolled your eyes, “Guys, the room with the en-suite is reserved for Mom and Dad, so don’t even bother.”

At this, the twins groaned, glanced at each other, and scrambled on the slippery floor in unison. The fight for the attic was on. You would have missed Jason sneaking out of the kitchen if Karen hadn’t asked what he was up to.

“I may have set a few traps in the wrong room… "and with that he was gone, reversing God knows what from the room your parents would soon take up residence in.

You enjoyed your quiet life in the big house but moments like this were what you lived for. You hoped to fill the home with your own big family, eventually, one day, at some time. You just needed to find a man who could get passed the scrutiny of your three big brothers first.

Might as well get used to the quiet and adopt a few cats…

Once everyone got settled, you put the boys to work. Jack was replacing a few shingles on the roof that had blown off during a big winter storm. Michael was in the kitchen working his magic; the house smelled like fresh bread and you anticipated gaining at least five pounds over the weekend. Jordan was changing the oil in your car and promised to rotate your tires before the weekend was up.

You provided them with food and lodging, but you were very much getting the better end of the bargain.

Your parents arrived just after lunch and everyone piled out of the house to greet them. The festive air had you all joking and smiling but those were wiped off your faces when you saw your mother.

She was pale, gaunt, and even though she was valiantly trying to hide it, you could tell she was in pain. You gasped while reaching for her hand, "Mom… what-what’s wrong?!”

You hadn’t seen her since Christmas, but anything that could destroy her body this aggressively in such a short amount of time had to be bad.

“Let’s get inside.” She smiled at you sadly and patted your hand. “I’ll tell you everything once I’m settled with a strong cuppa in my hands.”

“The cancer has already spread, we caught it too late. Radiation would give me a few more months but my quality of life would be so poor we’ve decided it wouldn’t be worth it.”

The silence in the room was deafening as everyone sat, shocked into silence. Suddenly your heart was being squeezed from the painful realization that your mom was dying. All at once, your emotions flooded through you; swirling around and squeezing your heart. You were afraid of what life would be like without your mom as she was your idol, the family matriarch, your best friend. Images flickered through your mind in rapid fire: all of them important occasions which your mother would no longer be a part of. 

Suddenly, it was all just too much and you felt the overwhelming desire to hide and be alone. Running from the room, you ran upstairs to your bedroom and slammed the door behind you. A sob tore its way up your throat and you sank down to the floor, letting the tears flow and selfishly mourning your future.

Immediately after your tears had dried you became angry. Angry with God, the world, fate. Angry with your parents for giving up and not even trying to fight. Angry at how calm they seemed. Angry at yourself and your selfish crying. It all welled up inside of you, threatening to make you go crazy. Needing an outlet you began punching the wall crying out with rage and splitting the skin of your knuckles. If it hadn’t been the gentle touch of your mom’s hand on your shoulder you don’t know how much destruction you’d have caused.

You weren’t ready to face her yet, knowing that when you did the truth of her illness would be glaringly obvious.

“Y/N, baby, I’m sorry,” she said in a soft voice while running her hands through your hair like she did when you were young. “I might not have a lot of time left, but I’m going to make the most of it. And really,” she chuckled, “it’s not like I haven’t already lived a full life.”

After a few deep breaths, you were able to talk to her and discuss her wishes. Her bucket list perfectly mirrored the way she had lived her life: a bit of everything. From food tasting to roller coaster rides, she even included a horrifying ‘Join the mile high club’ and the ever unrealistic 'watch Y/N get married in my old wedding dress.

“Mom,” you snorted, ever the lady “no offense, but that’s a bit far-fetched, no?”

“What? That dress looks like it was made for you!” 

“You know the dress isn’t the problem. It’s finding a man who won’t run away screaming after meeting the boys.” You deadpanned.

Whatever response your mom might have had was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.

“Who…?” You got up off your bed and started heading towards the stairs when you heard your dad answer the door and a deep voice return his greeting.

Bucky! Fuck! You had completely forgotten about your guest amidst the bomb drop and resulting emotional carnage.

“Hi, uhhhhhh… I’m here for dinner? Is this… Is this Y/n’s house?” Bucky stood in the doorway clad in dark demon jeans and a white button-up with the sleeves loosely rolled up. He ran his hands through his hair and held out a pumpkin pie, an act that looked an awful lot like a peace offering. He had a terrible poker face but you found his nervousness endearing.

“Hey, Bucky! You came!” Plastering a smile on your face you silently thanked the intrusion, knowing that a guest would force everyone to focus on the holiday and have a good time.

“Y/N, you’ve been keeping secrets! All that talk upstairs and you’ve got this handsome boy right here.” Your mother prattled on about how happy she was to see you with someone and that she’d rest a lot easier knowing you were being taken care of. “And look!” she exclaimed finally freeing Bucky of his food offering, “He can bake too!”

Your Mom looked so happy; some colour had come back into her cheeks, and there was a new spring in her step that hadn’t been there mere minutes earlier. The thought of destroying the illusion she had just created made your heart ache and you couldn’t find the words to contradict her. 

Turning to Bucky with imploring eyes, you could see that he was already assessing the situation. His gaze went from your red-rimmed eyes to your battered knuckles, then over to your Mom’s wasted frame. The tension in the air still hadn’t dissipated and you would have been shocked if he hadn’t sensed it. You stood there nervously for three hours (or was it only seconds?) for him to react. His next move took you by surprise.

“Hello... babe,” he smiled awkwardly as the endearment came out as more of a question. Walking over to you and throwing his arm around your shoulders he looked towards your parents and waved, “I’m Bucky, you must be Y/N’s grandparents?”

Oh shit.

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Part Three