#viagra helmet

[topnotchquark]

I need all of you to look at Vale's Misano 2020 helmet real quick.

Yep. That little blue pill is Viagra. With one pill already missing from the blister pack.

Apparently the "La Doppia" refers to the double header San Marino GP that took place due to the pandemic regulations, and also just a reference to "second rounds" I suppose. Aldo Drudi, Vale's long time collaborator and helmet designer said that the viagra was a reference to how he was an old man at 40 and would need some extra energy for the double race.

Apparently when Vale set the fastest lap during FP3 of the Misano GP, the commentators talked about how he was "riding hard".

Also because he's a cheeky little fuck he posted on his ig about how his Mugello 2021 helmet announcing Francesca's pregnancy with their daughter was a natural progression of the Misano 2020 Viagra helmet. It's stupid but who else would dare to do something like this.

[moonshynecybin]

rosquez is sometimes kind of giving old boyfriend with declining sex drive having to keep up with his sex crazed horny younger boyfriend with extreme stamina who can go twenty times a day if they just get the chance and having to come up with new ways of keeping him entertained but also rediscovering sex for himself? and therefore feeling younger than he has in a looong time. and i love that for them

anybody remember vale’s literal viagra helmet.

[sauvhffp]

𝗔𝗙𝗧𝗘𝗥 𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦.

"why'd you come?" perplexed at the sight of him outside my window—my house—under the rain pouring heavily, holding a plastic bag, on his motorcycle without wearing a helmet-

"what the fuck are you doing outside my house?" my voice cracks, unsure of what to feel. because, honestly, what could you feel in this situation? how would anyone react if their ex showed up soaked from head to toe outside their house?

"... brooks couldn't come." even through the phone, even in the heavy rain, his voice is so clear compared to the heavy pour of rain—it irritates me. "he told me you were sick—and that no one was there to take care of you."

why do you care? my heart clenches, aches. why does he care?

"that isn't any of your business." i say in a dismissive, sick, tone. paired with a cough. i turn away and take off my glasses, placing it on the nightstand and laying on my bed, pulling up the covers to cover my burning body. "i can take care of myself just fine. go home, santiago—"

"intaking unhealthy meals isn't taking care of yourself, viagra." i frown. does he think i'm that incapable of taking care of myself? i mean, i've only eaten instant for the couple of days wes couldn't come, but that doesn't count! "don't play dumb, you're smart enough to know that."

"i'm not playing dumb." i scowl, rolling on my side, lifting the covers in an attempt to cease my body shivering from the cold. it just so happens that my heater also broke, so now i'm enduring a cold temperature with a cold. yay. "i know enough to take care of myself, santiago."

"if i needed help, you would be the last person i'd ask it for." i spat. this whole situation made my head ache worse. pair it up with an asshole criticizing your way of living outside your house, and now you have a migraine. great. "end of conversation. go home."

without waiting for a reply, i immediately ended the call. fuck, why'd i even answer that in the first place? i snuggle myself deeper in the covers, my breath hitching and teeth cluttering from the cold. i knew he was going to be an asshole anyway, why'd i answer it?

i close my eyes, curling up. the sight of him outside, drenched from the rain without a helmet on, made me feel a bit guilty. oh, well. he's probably on his way home now.

i nod to myself, knowing that he probably was just forced to check up on me—courtesy of wes. he didn't care if i got knocked out cold during the days we lived together, what was the difference now?

feeling myself almost drifting off to sleep, a sudden vibration from my phone woke my consciousness. i sigh and grab my phone. the continuous vibration must mean that someone's calling me.

i rub and blink my eyes, pulling the phone closer to my eyes so i can clearly see the caller id. it must be wes, i say to myself as i blink a little more before my vision clears at the name.

him, again? i scowl. god, doesn't he have anything better to do than to mess around with a sick person? i placed my phone on the nightstand and turned my back against it, closing my eyes to sleep.

the vibrations stop for a few moments, the room going silent. save for the rain still pouring heavily outside. i try to sleep, but i can't. the throbbing pain of my headache, the cold atmosphere, and my stomach complaining for not being able to consume any proper meal prevent me from getting a good rest.

i slowly open my eyes, and the room is blurry. everything is, it always has been. i close it once again, but they open again when i hear the buzz of my phone. a text message.

is it wesleyan this time? i'm unsure now, but why should i be? wes has been the only one sending me messages and requesting calls, who's message was i expecting other than his?

him. the voice at the back of my head whispers, but i ignore it. i pick up my phone along with my glasses to confirm the name of my messenger,

[ SANTIAGOFUCKYOURSELF 🖕 ] [ 11:23 pm ] Please. [ 11:23 pm ] Just take the medicine.

" ... ?" medicine? puzzled, i blinked. what medicine?

i prop my hands up the bed to lean myself upwards and peek at the window, my eyes widening. is that ... him, still? still outside my house ...?

what the fuck?

he was looking down at his phone, fingers hovering over the keyboard. the plastic bag still in his clutches, it was closed tight so the i doubt the contents inside were dry. was that ... the medicine?

i feel myself weakening, my mind going blank and crazy at the same time. what...? what?

WHAT?

what the fuck is he trying to do? is this some sort of game?? was he bribed by wesleyan?? i doubt the latter. what else could wes have offered him that he doesn’t have?

while i come up with theories and hypotheses on why this was currently happening, i get another message.

[ SANTIAGOFUCKYOURSELF 🖕 ] [ 11:28 pm ] I'm sorry. [ 11:28 pm ] I'll be on my way. [ 11:28 pm ] I'll leave the medicine on your doorknob.

... fuck. i could feel my heartbeat pace erratically, the previously cold room getting warmer, sweat sliding down my forehead and palms.

was i too harsh on him? i think i was. all he wanted to do was to help, did i really have to push him away?

i close my eyes and lean against the headboard, hands on my face. all i could think about is how i'm being an asshole for refusing help from someone who's lending me hand and for him to be like this when he wasn't like this before.

what mind games are you playing at, ian?

i sit there for a few moments, thinking what i'll do, but came up with nothing. i could just wait for him to leave and grab the medicine on the front door, but i'm too weak willed. i opened my eyes to glance at the window and still saw him there, on his motorcycle, phone in hand, rain still pouring.

"will be on your way"? what are you still doing outside then? why are you just sitting there like you're waiting for something?

i close my eyes again, feeling the room getting really warm. fuck.

i can't believe i'm about to do this to myself.

—

... fuck, i can't believe i did this to myself.

ian thought to himself, it'd be better for me to leave. she clearly doesn't want anything to do with me. not what after i did.

still, why do i still follow after her? like a lost puppy, seville would say. i didn't think it'd turn out this way.

none of us did.

ian sat there on his bike, his least concerns were sitting out in the rain and getting sick later, his first priority was to see if she was doing okay.

and maybe that was why he hadn't made any move to go home because he hadn't seen her yet.

ian was concerned for her well-being. he knew how self-destructive she was and that she's bad at taking care of herself. she was hospitalized, for fucks sake. she could be at risk again.

... but this time, he wasn't the cause. this time, he can step in and help.

he wants to.

he wants to care for her like she did to him before, wants to return everything she's done for him when he did nothing but turn her away from him.

he wants to make things right.

and maybe, this time, he can.

he just needs time, effort, and to lower his pride. which is why he's learned to apologize and learn to take in his wrongs.

which is why he's here, waiting. like she did for him, multiple times—over and over again.

if he was still the same ian he was during his senior years in high school, he'd probably be in disbelief. surprised of what he's doing just for someone who he's claimed to not give a damn for in the past.

"did you ... even love me?"

ian closed his eyes, clutching the plastic bag filled with medicine and soup ingredients. i did—i think i did. you were everything i could ask for, and more. but i ruined it. i messed up. i ruined us.

opening his eyes, glancing at the window with light illuminating inside, transparent pink curtains that used to be white when they lived together. huh, they lived together.

we could have still be living together.

wallowing in self-loathing, ian's phone flashed white. a notification appearing. he sees the message and immediately gets up to rush to the front door. his bike being left to soak in the rain.

[ AILEEN ] [ 11:37 pm ] door's open.

[gibbywibbington]

Besides being unwillingly distracted from you by the same relentless stalkers & the sober house madness (ppl attempting suicide, etc) ….

I continue to wonder what’s the reason behind the red dragon skull/head helmet (on u) “shooting” & killing the red cyborg thingy during that lil performance on stage. I mean, I get the killing of a nasty beings et cetera… However, the helmet was red. It looked like a red dragon killing the red wired cyborg on the left. Them both being red. Twas n still am curious about that. Then later, the white helmet was worn. Curious about the significance of that. I have my guesses.. but you know me, I need to be sure. It’s just me needing to be sure, im not the masses, so it’s okay to hinty sumpfin to maeee. Thatd be great. I’m not the red dragon, as we know. The other cyborg on the other side look like it got corrupted w some of the red cyborgs madness. Apparently that was aight. I kind of agree. It’s kinda needed aint it. Both sides hafta be united. Craziness is needed, to an extent. Anyhuu…. The planet cgi thingy (good va bad) i had a similar thing going on in my head while listening to a random song tht made me think of that senario, like 9mnths ago. Even before you did that. So that was fkn cool seeing that..but ill explain that bit later in another message how about what I was picturing in my head for that. I think you’re going to enjoy it. Are we the same person? This is getting weird.

So..crazy (seriously needed) life update from mae to yeww: 

 So I still have those stalkers, stalking me, they stalked me the entire nine months I was at the sober house. Stalking me for over a year and a half. This is an every day thing. Not a day off they give me. They’re that demented and obsessed. No, I’m not schizophrenic. I honestly wish I was at this time. Because what they’ve been doing is far too extensive for comfort. One of them HAS to be very tech savvy because the sum of the shit that they do to me every day. I don’t even know how it’s possible to be doing the shit they are doing, without getting caught.  Either one to bother the hell out of me because I called the cops on them for threatening me with a gun but I mean come on obviously I’m gonna call the cops on em for threatening me with a gun

they fucking suck donkey dick for doing that and I’m not scared of anybody. I think they hate me because I’m not scared . My crazy ass isn’t even scared to die and they don’t understand that, and I don’t understand them for not understanding that, but yet here they are trying to scare me every day still after a year and a half, so I just laugh at them . Like psychotic laughter that I have never heard come outta myself in my life.

But I like that. It’s good. The only good thing about it.

 This stalker group of guys/gals barely even sleep. Dood, it’s fkn weird. At some point I thought they were on crack or something and I started calling them crackheads because I don’t know what the fuck is going on w that lol, like they never sleep…it’s weird. I don’t know if they want me to join their Orgy or something, they kept calling me the fourth. I have no idea what that means, still. But I feel like there’s not enough girls for the guys so maybe that’s what that means. No idea. One of the guys there has a SERIOUS, rare, physically sexual problem where he legit cannot stop having sex. It’s fucking weird and they send me recordings through the day of this guy having serious problems. It gets to a point ..when he comes, it literally sounds like he’s about to die because he can’t do it anymore, however he can’t stop. I told these people that they need to get him therapy instead of encouraging this behaviour, because seriously he’s probably going to die. I am smiling while speak typing this, cuz it weird but uhh it really isn’t funny. If he’s on Viagra or something he needs to fucking seriously stop that shit. Also, I am not going to help his problem in any shape or form. So if that’s one of the reasons why they’re stalking me, they need to REALLY give up. Maybe they “chose” me to complete their disgustingly bizarre non stop orgy. Which they oddly want me to hear the noises of, and sending that to me by different means. Like…WHAAAT?! I wonder what kind of meds or drugs they are on to stay up for as long as they do. By the way these people are pretty young from early twenties to late 20s and I’m just like I’m old, leave me alone but they don’t. The person who lived across from them told me some stuff about their ages, etc. cuz she’s a snoop.

This is ONGOING. As in like, it nvr stops. Daily, it’s always something. Something is possessing them to not give up or even LETup for a single day. I am so surprised I have not yet had a fucking psychotic breakdown . I must be 100 times more mentally strong than I had any self awareness of. I hate it. I didn’t need to find out.

They ALL or ONE of them, is THAT obsessed with me that they cant let go. I just don’t get it. I have no idea why any person on this planet would want to stalk my crazy, highly dishevelled ass. I’ve asked for a reason why, I have asked what the endgame is….nada. They don’t tell me anything worth listening to. They’re nuts and saying things like “you want the gloops?” probably repeating it a thou times. I don’t know why they want me to have their “gloops“ which means a load of cum. Not sure.. it’s been extensive I have my guesses, but dunno for sure.



I dunno how I’ve hidden this for this long .Almost ten months DEAD SOBER (kill me) after being stalked for nearly a full yr BEFO me being dead sober, continuing this shit during EVERY php class. To f w me. It lasted for five months (php itself).

Add in the Chris (my dearly departed CWISTOPPAH) unnecessary dying next to me memories, n shit. No good. I was the last person to c him besides the cop that put him in his cell. After life turned upside down, losing gibby, etc etc, STILL dealin w their shit on a daily basis, that I had to hide from everyone. Unfortunately for me these people are a very tech savvy and some of the shit they do to follow me is absolutely ridiculous. I didn’t even think some or any of this shit is technologically/scientifically possible. Apparently it is and I’m not very happy for finding that out. I could’ve gone throughout my entire life VERY happily not nowing any of this was possible.

IF they weren’t such fucking ass wipes, I might…no, I definitely would’ve been impressed. But they decided to piss me off instead. Another mistake they made. Srsly you/anyone (if any single person actually knew what I’ve been dealing w here tech wise) yall would tell me to go into acting because of how good i have hidden this shit. So crazy extensive this tech based stalking has been. Does Elon have some like alien encryption style thangy thangs I could aquire? Cuz uhh, they are QUITE on my ass, unrelenting.

Yup, these are the same people that were stomping on my ceiling almost a year ago (to get my attention?) .. they have yet to tell me the reason for the stomping. It’s been a year and a half and they still won’t tell me why they were stomping. Actually, they don’t tell me anything that I ask them. They threatened to shoot me in the head with a gun, even though I think it might be a joke because they’re obsessed with me?. They are also obsessed with trying to scare me because I don’t get scared very easily. That oddly bothers them. I just get angry and enraged and they don’t understand . They are in their 20s so of course they’re not going to understand a hell of a lot of shit, period. Bahaa

But then I had to do some brain digging and realised something weird. I don’t know.. Though, one of the shitty things (you would think this is good ,but it’s not) , one of the people involved is someone I told them I thought was hot. Cuz I saw this dude in a doorway and he was acting weird. Let me explain. One of the guys that were that was shouting at me disappeared and it was only the two girls at the time so when I went back to the apartment, his voice was no longer shouting at me and there was some silent dude at the door who looked as if he was there just to open the door for me. he also wasn’t looking at me and you could tell he was doing it deliberately. Which made it even more obvious, not less obvious. They thought it was going to do, I guess. He had his phone in front of him which wasn’t even on because I looked for a millisecond And his eyes were so far down that they were almost closed so like this is the weirdest millisecond of interaction with another human being I’ve ever had in my life dude had some weird ass. Like as if he knew who I was but I had no idea who the fuck he was. Which then made me think, maybe I do know this person because that was fucking weird as shit, and humans don’t act like that. so stuck in my head and then they kept giving me little weird hints here and there. Which ended up w me thinking that dude might actually be one of the kids that lived on old parish Lane back in the day, but they won’t tell me because they won’t tell me anything. So now they’re using that against me, using that reason to stay even longer to bug me even longer/more. However, I had no idea at the time when I told them, that he was/is possibly one of the stalker bunch. If im right, if it’s that lil kid that lived on my old street doing this… CRAZY. In the very beginning they kept saying oh he’s known you since he was seven or eight. I thought they were lying. But in fact, if that is the correct person then that makes perfect sense because that’s how old he was. Soo…. Uhh yea.

Kill me now(not really tho) i just want to go to fantasia n dissafukkinpear

[circlekev]

2022: song a day

this is my playlist for last year's song a day picks. have been doing this since 2019 with the playlists hosted on spotify. in the process of migrating to the playlists to youtube and offline because fuck spotify.

jan 1, 2022 misfits - bullet

jan 2, 2022 mgmt - time to pretend

jan 3, 2022 avril lavigne - bite me

jan 4, 2022 bad religion - anxiety

jan 5, 2022 turnstile - t.l.c. (turnstile love connection)

jan 6, 2022 impailers - nuclear cab

jan 7, 2022 turnstile - high pressure

jan 8, 2022 durry - worse for wear

jan 9, 2022 jeru the damaja - d. original

jan 10, 2022 king gizzard & the lizard wizard - black hot soup (dj shadow “my own reality” re-write)

jan 11, 2022 viagra boys - special helmet

jan 12, 2022 dj shadow - midnight in a perfect world

jan 13, 2022 the prodigy - spitfire

jan 14, 2022 unkle - safe in mind (please get this gun from out my face)

jan 15, 2022 a tribe called quest - mr. incognito

jan 16, 2022 the detroit cobras - cha-cha twist

jan 17, 2022 system of a down - psycho

jan 18, 2022 the jimi hendrix experience - gypsy eyes

jan 19, 2022 run the jewels - legend has it

jan 20, 2022 hatebreed - instinctive (slaughterlust)

jan 21, 2022 black flag - louie louie

jan 22, 2022 morphine - honey white

jan 23, 2022 beastie boys - shake your rump

jan 24, 2022 rolling blackouts coastal fever - french press

jan 25, 2022 spiritworld - the bringer of light

jan 26, 2022 p.o.d. - boom

jan 27, 2022 2pac - hit em up

jan 28, 2022 viagra boys - 16 wheeler horse

jan 29, 2022 deftones - minerva

jan 30, 2022 u2 - sunday bloody sunday

jan 31, 2022 el-p - the full retard

feb 1, 2022 two door cinema club - come back home

feb 2, 2022 interpol - obstacle 1

feb 3, 2022 interpol - pda

feb 4, 2022 green day - when i come around

feb 5, 2022 torre florim - firestarter

feb 6, 2022 stormtroopers of death - united forces

feb 7, 2022 slayer - postmortem

feb 8, 2022 masta ace - da grind

feb 9, 2022 dj shadow & run the jewels - nobody speak

feb 10, 2022 helmet - bad mood

feb 11, 2022 kyuss - whitewater

feb 12, 2022 snoop dogg - crip ya enthusiasm

feb 13, 2022 mini mansions - mirror mountain

feb 14, 2022 dboy - post modern trash

feb 15, 2022 polvo - thermal treasure

feb 16, 2022 turnstile - wild world

feb 17, 2022 helmet - role model

feb 18, 2022 the von bondies - c’mon c’mon

feb 19, 2022 i monster - daydream in blue

feb 20, 2022 alice in chains - rooster

feb 21, 2022 nailbomb - wasting away

feb 22, 2022 queens of the stone age - in the fade (rip mark lanegan)

feb 23, 2022 mark lanegan - strange religion

feb 24, 2022 screaming trees - nearly lost you

feb 25, 2022 code orange - you and you alone

feb 26, 2022 the cramps - garbageman

feb 27, 2022 whale - hobo humpin’ slobo babe

feb 28, 2022 viagra boys - sports

mar 1, 2022 mark lanegan - one way street

mar 2, 2022 cleopatrick - sanjake

mar 3, 2022 gang of four - damaged goods

mar 4, 2022 cleopatrick - 2008

mar 5, 2022 metallica - carpe diem baby

mar 6, 2022 a perfect circle - judith

mar 7, 2022 afi - miseria cantare (the beginning)

mar 8, 2022 dead boys - sonic reducer

mar 9, 2022 the jesus lizard - thumbscrews

mar 10, 2022 idles - exeter

mar 11, 2022 transplants - california babylon

mar 12, 2022 the kooks - native

mar 13, 2022 turnstile - holiday

mar 14, 2022 the beatles - long, long, long

mar 15, 2022 the eagles - those shoes

mar 16, 2022 the explosion - conniption fit

mar 17, 2022 white zombie - thunder kiss ’65

mar 18, 2022 motorhead - ace of spades

mar 19, 2022 whores - imposter syndrome

mar 20, 2022 fleetwood mac - the chain

mar 21, 2022 death - keep on knocking

mar 22, 2022 fidlar - alcohol

mar 23, 2022 pantera - becoming

mar 24, 2022 sepultura - territory

mar 25, 2022 motorhead - the game

mar 26, 2022 foo fighters - times like these

mar 27, 2022 gorillaz - feel good inc.

mar 28, 2022 bear vs. shark - catamaran

mar 29, 2022 nine inch nails - every day is exactly the same

mar 30, 2022 pissed jeans - the bar is low

mar 31, 2022 peeping tom - mojo

apr 1, 2022 queens of the stone age - song for the deaf

apr 2, 2022 grits - ooh ahh (my life be like)

apr 3, 2022 the dillinger escape plan - one of us is the killer

apr 4, 2022 wet leg - ur mum

apr 5, 2022 clutch - red alert (boss metal zone)

apr 6, 2022 clutch - mice and gods

apr 7, 2022 clutch - el jefe speaks

apr 8, 2022 wet leg - wet dream

apr 9, 2022 clutch - binge and purge

apr 10, 2022 rob zombie - never gonna stop (the red, red kroovy)

apr 11, 2022 modjo - lady (hear me tonight)

apr 12, 2022 warren zevon - my shit’s fucked up

apr 13, 2022 monster magnet - powertrip

apr 14, 2022 colter wall - codeine dream

apr 15, 2022 wet leg - piece of shit

apr 16, 2022 monster magnet - space lord

apr 17, 2022 joy division - warsaw

apr 18, 2022 nirvana - something in the way

apr 19, 2022 el-p - flyentology

apr 20, 2022 action bronson - the chairman’s intent

apr 21, 2022 the stooges - 1970

apr 22, 2022 audioslave - show me how to live

apr 23, 2022 architects - when we were young

apr 24, 2022 handsome boy modeling school - holy calamity (bear witness ii)

apr 25, 2022 deftones - rickets

apr 26, 2022 nirvana - in bloom

apr 27, 2022 new kingdom - mexico or bust

apr 28, 2022 queens of the stone age - sick, sick, sick

apr 29, 2022 buzzcocks - boredom

apr 30, 2022 eels - dog faced boy

may 1, 2022 the locust - we have reached an official verdict: nobody gives a shit

may 2, 2022 nofx - linoleum

may 3, 2022 faith no more - jizzlobber

may 4, 2022 beastie boys - sure shot

may 5, 2022 queens of the stone age - suture up your future

may 6, 2022 metallica - eye of the beholder

may 7, 2022 dr dre - still dre

may 8, 2022 faith no more - motherfucker

may 9, 2022 x - los angeles

may 10, 2022 course of nature - wall of shame

may 11, 2022 the black dahlia murder - verminous

may 12, 2022 daft punk - around the world

may 13, 2022 the blind shake - they’re all gone

may 14, 2022 soulwax - miserable girl

may 15, 2022 beastie boys - jimmy james

may 16, 2022 beastie boys - and what you give is what you get

may 17, 2022 violent femmes - add it up

may 18, 2022 soundgarden - black hole sun

may 19, 2022 faith no more - cone of shame

may 20, 2022 dinosaur jr. - feel the pain

may 21, 2022 faith no more - chinese arithmetic

may 22, 2022 helmet - unsung

may 23, 2022 deftones - dai the flu

may 24, 2022 turnstile - blackout

may 25, 2022 idlewild - a modern way of letting go

may 26, 2022 faith no more - midlife crisis

may 27, 2022 the obsessed - lunar womb

may 28, 2022 death from above 1979 - turn it out

may 29, 2022 dboy - red ultra glide

may 30, 2022 system of a down - toxicity

may 31, 2022 faith no more - epic

jun 1, 2022 faith no more - the gentle art of making enemies

jun 2, 2022 purple disco machine & kool keith - memphis jam

jun 3, 2022 faith no more - stripsearch

jun 4, 2022 bloodhound gang - the bad touch

jun 5, 2022 metallica - st. anger

jun 6, 2022 counterparts - unwavering vow

jun 7, 2022 hatebreed - refuse / resist

jun 8, 2022 faith no more - caffeine

jun 9, 2022 xzibit - heart of man

jun 10, 2022 mastodon - blood and thunder

jun 11, 2022 the mark of cain - familiar territory

jun 12, 2022 tommy guerrero - tatanka

jun 13, 2022 turnstile - time + space

jun 14, 2022 rage against the machine - tire me

jun 15, 2022 nirvana - school

jun 16, 2022 paramore - misery business

jun 17, 2022 hot snakes - this mystic decade

jun 18, 2022 viktor vaughan - saliva

jun 19, 2022 faith no more - falling to pieces

jun 20, 2022 faith no more - surprise! you’re dead!

jun 21, 2022 clutch - gullah

jun 22, 2022 the bronx - curb feelers

jun 23, 2022 helmet - in the meantime

jun 24, 2022 eagles - take it easy

jun 25, 2022 pantera - 5 minutes alone

jun 26, 2022 the cramps - the crusher

jun 27, 2022 death from above 1979 - always on

jun 28, 2022 death from above 1979 - nvr 4ever

jun 29, 2022 the chemical brothers - block rockin’ beats

jun 30, 2022 the prodigy - firestarter

jul 1, 2022 metallica - master of puppets

jul 2, 2022 pantera - cowboys from hell

jul 3, 2022 nebula - so it goes

jul 4, 2022 soccer mommy - your dog

jul 5, 2022 clutch - what would a wookie do?

jul 6, 2022 deee-lite - groove is in the heart

jul 7, 2022 the stooges - down on the street

jul 8, 2022 clutch - the soapmakers

jul 9, 2022 fantomas - cape fear

jul 10, 2022 handsome boy modelling school - magnetizing

jul 11, 2022 m | a | r | r | s - pump up the volume

jul 12, 2022 kurtis blow - the breaks

jul 13, 2022 mr. bungle - retrovertigo

jul 14, 2022 frank carter & the rattlesnakes - juggernaut

jul 15, 2022 melvins - hag me

jul 16, 2022 clutch - the elephant riders

jul 17, 2022 pegboy - method

jul 18, 2022 ben harper - ground on down

jul 19, 2022 dead cross - church of the motherfuckers

jul 20, 2022 linkin park - in the end

jul 21, 2022 clutch - the dragonfly

jul 22, 2022 clutch - we strive for excellence

jul 23, 2022 clutch - easy breezy

jul 24, 2022 pegboy - through my fingers

jul 25, 2022 metallica - whiplash

jul 26, 2022 nofx - 72 hookers

jul 27, 2022 clutch - spacegrass

jul 28, 2022 the dead south - chop suey

jul 29, 2022 faith no more - black friday

jul 30, 2022 clutch - brazenhead

jul 31, 2022 clutch - willie nelson

aug 1, 2022 off! - void you out

aug 2, 2022 les claypool’s duo de twang - wynona’s big brown beaver

aug 3, 2022 the bronx - cobra lucha

aug 4, 2022 chat pile - dallas beltway

aug 5, 2022 chat pile - tropical beaches, inc.

aug 6, 2022 primus - those damed blue-collar tweekers

aug 7, 2022 clutch - (notes from the trial of) la curandera

aug 8, 2022 sepultura - amen

aug 9, 2022 bad religion - past is dead

aug 10, 2022 dead kennedys - let’s lynch the landlord

aug 11, 2022 gorillaz - m1 a1

aug 12, 2022 alice in chains - them bones

aug 13, 2022 system of a down - chop suey!

aug 14, 2022 ol’ dirty bastard - shimmy shimmy ya

aug 15, 2022 big ups - atheist self-help

aug 16, 2022 kyuss - phototropic

aug 17, 2022 clutch - a shogun named marcus

aug 18, 2022 single mothers - nausea

aug 19, 2022 primus - tommy the cat

aug 20, 2022 beastie boys - off the grid

aug 21, 2022 kerbdog - dry riser

aug 22, 2022 the jesus lizard - glamorous

aug 23, 2022 room 5 & oliver cheatham - make luv

aug 24, 2022 system of a down - aerials

aug 25, 2022 moby, mark lanegan & kris kristofferson - the lonely night (reprise version)

aug 26, 2022 elastica - connection

aug 27, 2022 queens of the stone age - no one knows

aug 28, 2022 nofx - kill all the white man

aug 29, 2022 iggy pop - the passenger

aug 30, 2022 nas - it ain’t hard to tell

aug 31, 2022 guru - transit ride

sep 1, 2022 guru - insert b (the real deal) / nobody knows

sep 2, 2022 the smashing pumpkins - silverfuck

sep 3, 2022 foo fighters - my hero

sep 4, 2022 system of a down - shimmy

sep 5, 2022 scowl - fuck around

sep 6, 2022 roger miller - you can’t roller skate in a buffalo herd

sep 7, 2022 metallica - blackened

sep 8, 2022 marty robbins - el paso

sep 9, 2022 iggy pop - lust for life

sep 10, 2022 the x-ecutioners - it’s goin’ down

sep 11, 2022 metallica - one

sep 12, 2022 metz - come on down

sep 13, 2022 nirvana - scentless apprentice

sep 14, 2022 helmet & house of pain - just another victim

sep 15, 2022 clutch - big news i

sep 16, 2022 linkin park - crawling

sep 17, 2022 eric prydz - call on me

sep 18, 2022 bobby womack - across 110th street

sep 19, 2022 down - lifer

sep 20, 2022 yellowcard - breathing

sep 21, 2022 republica - ready to go

sep 22, 2022 metz - common trash

sep 23, 2022 white zombie - welcome to planet motherfucker / psychoholic slag

sep 24, 2022 baroness - take my bones away

sep 25, 2022 rammstein - du riechst so gut

sep 26, 2022 nofx - i, fatty

sep 27, 2022 r.e.m. - what’s the frequency, kenneth?

sep 28, 2022 the prodigy - out of space

sep 29, 2022 alice in chains - would?

sep 30, 2022 off! - black widow group

oct 1, 2022 linkin park - numb

oct 2, 2022 sepultura - dead embryonic cells

oct 3, 2022 deftones - engine no. 9

oct 4, 2022 danger mouse & black thought - cheat codes

oct 5, 2022 metallica - enter sandman

oct 6, 2022 linkin park - papercut

oct 7, 2022 slayer - angel of death

oct 8, 2022 soundgarden - rusty cage

oct 9, 2022 metz - wet blanket

oct 10, 2022 mr. bungle - platypus

oct 11, 2022 orb - hazelwart

oct 12, 2022 audioslave - like a stone

oct 13, 2022 white zombie - soul-crusher

oct 14, 2022 system of a down - war?

oct 15, 2022 hammerhedd - tunnel

oct 16, 2022 the dillinger escape plan - setting fire to sleeping giants

oct 17, 2022 suicidal tendencies - feel like shit…deja-vu

oct 18, 2022 helmet - biscuits for smut

oct 19, 2022 system of a down - i-e-a-i-a-i-o

oct 20, 2022 bad religion - no control

oct 21, 2022 bad religion - operation rescue

oct 22, 2022 white zombie - electric head, part 2 (the ecstasy)

oct 23, 2022 billy nomates - balance is gone

oct 24, 2022 linkin park - one step closer

oct 25, 2022 dboy - money talks

oct 26, 2022 system of a down - b.y.o.b.

oct 27, 2022 sepultura - attitude

oct 28, 2022 deftones - be quiet and drive (far away)

oct 29, 2022 nailbomb - police truck

oct 30, 2022 toxic narcotic - asshole

oct 31, 2022 black rebel motorcycle club - beat the devil’s tattoo

nov 1, 2022 static-x - the only

nov 2, 2022 the herbaliser - the sensual woman

nov 3, 2022 rage against the machine - know your enemy

nov 4, 2022 turnstile - new heart design

nov 5, 2022 fatboy slim - the rockefeller skank (short edit)

nov 6, 2022 fc kahuna - hayling

nov 7, 2022 turnstile - don’t play

nov 8, 2022 queens of the stone age - the bronze

nov 9, 2022 faith no more - cuckoo for caca

nov 10, 2022 drowning pool - tear away

nov 11, 2022 the prodigy - diesel power

nov 12, 2022 the smashing pumpkins - today

nov 13, 2022 sugarcult - los angeles

nov 14, 2022 the ataris - the boys of summer

nov 15, 2022 faith no more - ugly in the morning

nov 16, 2022 biohazard - hold my own

nov 17, 2022 iron maiden - fear of the dark

nov 18, 2022 audioslave - cochise

nov 19, 2022 scowl - bloodhound

nov 20, 2022 the bronx - false alarm

nov 21, 2022 killswitch engage - my curse

nov 22, 2022 confidence man - holiday

nov 23, 2022 the xx - intro

nov 24, 2022 cky - 96 quite bitter beings

nov 25, 2022 pantera - rise

nov 26, 2022 bjork & skunk anansie - army of me

nov 27, 2022 black sabbath - war pigs

nov 28, 2022 metallica - lux aeterna

nov 29, 2022 rolling blackouts coastal fever - tidal river

nov 30, 2022 fleetwood mac - everywhere

dec 1, 2022 queens of the stone age - the lost art of keeping a secret

dec 2, 2022 jeff rosenstock - pash rash

dec 3, 2022 stone temple pilots - plush

dec 4, 2022 pantera - strength beyond strength

dec 5, 2022 the cramps - goo goo muck

dec 6, 2022 nofx - 180 degrees

dec 7, 2022 captain beefheart & his magic band - pena

dec 8, 2022 pantera - hollow

dec 9, 2022 maximo park - apply some pressure

dec 10, 2022 fools game - not like me

dec 11, 2022 evanescence - my last breath

dec 12, 2022 misfits - green hell

dec 13, 2022 turnstile - mystery

dec 14, 2022 linkin park - pushing me away

dec 15, 2022 linkin park - forgotten

dec 16, 2022 idles - date night

dec 17, 2022 feeder - just a day

dec 18, 2022 clutch - we need some money

dec 19, 2022 static-x - push it

dec 20, 2022 jimmy eat world - just tonight

dec 21, 2022 scatman john - scatman

dec 22, 2022 idlewild - i found that essence rare

dec 23, 2022 turnstile - underwater boi

dec 24, 2022 faithless - insomnia (monster mix)

dec 25, 2022 dr. colossus - pickabar

dec 26, 2022 static-x - start a war

dec 27, 2022 static-x - cold

dec 28, 2022 deftones - change (in the house of files)

dec 29, 2022 rob zombie - dead girl superstar

dec 30, 2022 modest mouse - float on

dec 31, 2022 mr. bungle - sudden death

[starsofmilos]

Pollen Again!? (Adrian Chase x reader)

Request: Oh my God please please please do write a sequel where the reader is the one affected I am begging on my hands and knees 

No need to beg! I will write a part two! Go ahead and read part one here! Thank you guys for the support also this gif real quick...Anyways sex pollen part two!

Masterlist

Warnings: sex, p in v, overstimulation, oral sex (fem receiving), degrading, praise, rough sex, mentions of violence

It had been officially been two months since as you and Adrian call the plant incident happened. 

You had been since studying said plant hoping to find something that can lead to a weakness to help the group kill the aliens you all had been hunting.

“Any progress?” You glanced up seeing Adrian and Christopher in your doorway.

“Not yet..I’m just still confused by all of it. Humans inject it they become sex monsters while when they eat it that’s it. It’s food for them, but a version of viagra for us?”

Adrian sighed sighed sitting alongside you. “I know..by this point I don’t think you’re gonna be able to crack it might as well burn it. We gotta take down another factory soon.”

“Yeah..I can always get a new one. This one is dying anyways.” You groaned giving him a kiss as Chris gagged behind you two. 

“Fuck off dude.” Adrian laughed as you flipped him off.

“You down for some pizza?” You nodded letting him drag you away from your desk. 

“Okay I’ll go place an order, but first I’m gonna go to the restroom.” You smiled as Adrian walked away. 

“You know I’m glad Vig and you are together, but do you both have to be so sappy all the time.” Rolling your eyes, you scoffed grabbing your gas mask.

“Jealous much?” Chris laughed shaking his head,

“No way I am. Are you gonna burn it now?” You nodded.

“Yeah so you should start heading out. We all know what happens if you eat it. Don’t wanna find out if you inhale a huge quantity of it.”

“I kinda do.”

You shook your head grabbing your lighter. “No. Out.” 

Chris scoffed a bit not really thinking much of it, “Oh come on I wanna see it burn it’ll be cool-”

“You can possibly go through what Adrian did and I don’t want anyone else to do so-”

Chris took the lighter from your hand holding it above your head. “Christopher Smith! I am not messing around!”

“Oh come on! I just wanna burn it!” He was chuckling not thinking anything of it. You groaned struggling to get your lighter back before gasping as he stepped back slipping on a piece of paper you had told yourself you were gonna pick up later.

“Careful!!” The lighter fell managing to catch the paperwork you had on the table on fire. You both screamed as you tried to pat it out before yelping as it burned your hand.

Chris tried to put it out after screaming as it spread to the plant on the table. Not thinking twice, you shoved your gas mask on Chris so he didn’t inhale any of the smoke. 

He fought your hands yelling as you pushed him out of the room locking the door. You coughed as the smell of the pollen went throughout the room. 

Grabbing your fire extinguisher, you quickly put the fire out sliding to the floor. Your face was flushed as you panted on the floor barely hearing Adrian and Chris arguing outside. 

Forcing yourself up, you slid the window open airing the room out breathing in the outside air.

Hopefully breathing in the toxins wouldn’t have the same effect as eating the plant-

Right as that thought went through your head, you felt a sharp pain wave through your lower abdomen. 

The door bursted open as Adrian rushed to you wearing his helmet. “Y/N are you okay?! What the fuck happened?!”

You whined as he lifted you up. “Adrian...”

A heat blossomed between your thighs as he gripped you tightly. That familiar feeling of an orgasm rose once Adrian placed you down gently on the couch.

“Y/N I am so sorry!” Chris yelled out as withered on the couch gripping the cushions. Your knuckles turned white.

“Adrian..” You cried out gripping your stomach tightly. 

“Call Harcourt! Now!”

Twenty minutes later, the team sat around the livingroom once more. Everyone was glaring at Chris.

“So she inhaled a huge quantity of the plant! We don’t know what that will do to her! You stupid idiot! You couldn’t just fucking listen!” John yelled out throwing his hands up.

“Y/N is in serious shit now.”

Adrian sighed running his hand down his face, “We don’t know if she has the same symptoms that I did yet. She just kept withering in pain.”

“Fuck..Well one of us has to check then. Damn it why did she put the mask on me!”

“Cause as stupid as you are she didn’t want you to get infected by a plant we don’t know much about!” Emilia groaned.

“Chase can you go check on her?” 

Adrian nodded heading to the door. He only made it down the hallway before stopping hearing an all too familiar noise come from you.

“Fuck! Adrian! Fuck me! Oh god!” You moaned out loudly sobbing into your pillow. He immediately walked back to the living room.

“You guys need to go home. All of you now.” Adrian breathed out opening the front door.

“Is she okay-” Adebayo tried to ask jumping as Adrian cut her off. 

“Go. I will take care of this. She has the same symptoms as me, but worse. Breathing it in I think makes it worse than consuming it. Now all of you go.”

They all nodded, “I will call to check on you both tomorrow okay?”

He nodded at Emilia’s words. “Bro I’m sorry again.” Chris apologized. Adrian shook his head.

“Apologize to her tomorrow.”

Once they all left, Adrian quietly walked into your bedroom watching you intensely grind into your pillow. 

“Please..Please..Fuck!” Your legs shook feeling your cunt clench around nothing. You were drenched in sweat and so desperately in need of a good fucking.

“You okay hun?” You whimpered turning to Adrian with a small pout. 

“Adrian! Need you! Need you! Oh fuck is this what you went through!?” He nodded giving you a small smile. 

“Basically, but you seem to be worser than I was.”

“Oh fuck! I am! I really really am..” His cock twitched at your words. “I need your cock. Need you to fuck me. Adrian please!”

“Don’t worry. I plan on taking good care of you.” He stripped his clothing quickly staggering to the bed.

You ground down on the pillow moaning loudly as your legs quivered seeing his semi hard cock bounce. Adrian climbed into the bed pulling you into a small hug before kissing you deeply.

Adrian didn’t waste much time to move his kisses down enveloping a nipple into his mouth. You cried out. Everything felt intense. It was intense. Your senses were basically dialed up to 100. 

That’s why it didn’t surprise you when you came just from Adrian sucking your nipples. Your back arched as Adrian watched in shock. Drool spilled from his mouth once he pulled away from your chest.

“Did you just?...”

“More! I need more! Adrian please!” You begged him, “I’ll do anything..Anything just give me more..”

He shushed you reassuring you, “You’re so wet..Can I lick your pussy?”

“Eat me out! My pussy needs it!”

“Your pussy?” He tilted his head toying with your chest. 

“No it’s yours! Just please! Need something! Don’t be mean right now!” Your eyes grew teary. Adrian felt a bit of guilt twinge in his chest. That quickly changed to arousal once he saw your cunt glisten with how wet you were.

He scooted down the bed getting eye level with your cunt using his fingers to spread it apart. Adrian moved his head in pushing his tongue inside letting it slip out to move to your perky clit.

You screamed once he began to suckle it. Grabbing his hair, you shoved his face into your cunt grinding down on his face. Adrian raised his arms up gripping your waist to keep you still.

Moaning and whining, Adrian moved his mouth crazily. His teeth nipped one of your lips using his tongue to soothe it over. Your clit was sloppily sucked on. 

He glanced up at you smiling widely once you thrusted your hips forward grinding your hips down. The thought of having you ride his face occurred in his mind, but with how desperate you already were Adrian decided that would have to wait for another time.

A time where you weren’t enhanced by a stupid alien plant. 

“Adrian! I’m gonna cum again!” He nodded against you pulling back to kiss your thigh. 

“That’s okay. Cum as many times as you need too. Fuck you taste so good..” Adrian groaned pushing his tongue in again. 

Legs clamping around Adrian’s head, you cried out cumming on his tongue for the second time tonight.

Adrian kept going circling your clit to prolong your orgasm as he grabbed your legs pushing them apart. He loved you crushing his head between your thighs, but he needed to be able to pull away.

Your sigh of relief made him pull away. Adrian kissed his way up your body smiling above you. His face was drenched in your juices.

“You taste good.”

“Sweet?” You asked him out of curiosity. 

“No you taste like pussy and fuck you are addicting. Can’t believe I haven’t eaten you out before today..When you’re not you know fucked up on alien plant smoke, I’m gonna make you ride my fucking face.”

His words alone caused you to clench around nothing making you needy once more.

Adrian kissed your face anywhere he could reach as he grabbed his cock slapping it against your clit. You cried out grabbing his face.

“Adrian! Please! No teasing not today! It hurts! I need you please!” Adrian pushed in without wasting a further second.

Your mouth fell into a silent scream as he moved deeply. He kissed your forehead moving to your ear to whisper reassurances.

“Sorry..Just like to tease you forgot you’re so desperate right now. A desperate little whore. My desperate whore though.” He grunted speeding up once he felt your legs wrap around his waist.

“I’m not-”

“What you’re not desperate?..Don’t lie sweetheart..I can feel the way you’re clenching around me. Your pussy needs this. Oh fuck it needs my cock..”

Adrian fucked you into the mattress grunting as his face grew red. You moaned babbling nonsense. He had you in a mating press. 

“Gonna fuck my cum in you as many times as it takes tonight Y/N. You’re gonna be so full of my cum and so much is gonna leak out! Oh fuck!”

“I want that! Make me cum! Make me cum!” You clenched down on his hard cock. Adrian kissed you again growling once you began to sob.

“Gonna take it all aren’t you?”

“Yes!”

“Yeah you gonna be a good girl for me? You gonna cum? I want you to cum now.” He groaned throwing his head back. You panted before screaming out scratching his shoulders releasing on his dick. 

Adrian moaned in your ear continuing his pace before crying out himself cumming deep inside of you.

He laid on top of you panting checking you over. Your eyes looked less glazed and you seemed more calm.

“Adrian..” He smiled hearing your small whisper. 

“Yes lovely bee?”

“That’s a horrible pet name..”

“I wanted to try something new even I thought that sounded gross though.” You laughed before wincing as he pulled out. 

“You feeling better?” You nodded whimpering softly feeling his cum leak out of you down to the sheets.

“Oh fuck..” A small cramp passed through your stomach at the thought of being full of Adrian again. Adrian hummed placing a small kiss on you.

“I came three times already I thought it’d be over!” 

“Trust me it’s gonna take more than three times and even after you’re completely exhausted you’ll still want more. Only thing that stopped me last time was seeing you so out of it.” 

“Fuck Adrian..” He moved off of you grabbing your ankles dragging you to the end of the bed. Your ass hung off as Adrian stood up throwing your ankles over his shoulder.

“I love you Y/N. I promise I’ll take care of you okay?”

“Okay..Please more..Fuck I don’t know if I can take any more though!” You sobbed out. Adrian shook his head.

“Should’ve let Chris smell it then..Just had to be a good person and save him from inhaling it.” Adrian gritted his teeth.

He didn’t plan on telling you till he finished helping you, but he was quite honestly a little piss you saved Chris before yourself.

You were such a selfless person always putting others before you, but this was serious. You could’ve gotten seriously hurt.

Adrian gripped your thighs placing a small kiss on your ankle shoving his cock deep in you. You gripped the sheets gasping. Adrian decided to release some of his anger and pound the hell out of you.

“FUCK!” Your breast bounced with every thrust. His hands made quick work to squeeze them stretching you out. Adrian growled as you scratched his arms.

“Fucking needy whore. Did you want me to fuck you like this? Is that why you breathed in all of that stupid plant?”

“No! I wanted to protect Chris! I-Fuck!” His thighs smacked against the back of your legs hastily.

“God I love you, but that was so stupid of you. You’re lucky you’re fucking cute. You’re fucking adorable and my pussy is s-so good..” He gasped dropping your legs to lap back on top of you shoving you up the bed.

“Legs around my waist now.” You obeyed him instantly whining as he grabbed your ass hauling you up to clutch you to his chest. 

Adrian sat on the bed moving you on his lap making you ride him. He slapped your ass one hand guiding your hips the other groping your ass.

“You’re gonna cum riding my dick like the needy whore you are!”

“Yes! God yes! Tell me I’m a good girl! Please! I’ll be a needy whore, but I need to hear I’m good too! Please Adrian!”

“You’re good..So good for me..My good selfless girl..Gonna give you my dick all night so you can feel better cum again..Now.”

You sobbed out slamming down him once more. Adrian moaned as you clenched down on him milking him for all he was worth. You panted slowly still moving on him.

“I don’t know if I can go again..So sore already, but I feel it..” Adrian nodded in understanding pulling you off. “Also I’m sorry I worried you..”

“I know you are..it’s okay..I know why you did. You just freaked me out..I’m gonna fuck you though..Not only because you’re my girlfriend and I will kill anyone else who tries to do what I do with you, but because you need it.”

You moaned as he pulled out moving you on your hands and knees. He pushed back in this time planning to cum again. 

“I was thinking I’ll cum one more time in you then eat you out again.” You whined pushing against him. 

“Adrian..I’m so sensitive..”

“I know, but you need to cum. I know you do sweetheart..So let me take care of you. I know you can handle it..I’ve always wanted to see how many times I can push you. Make you my cockdrunk girl.”

Adrian thrusted into you using his hand to reach around you to rub your clit. You grabbed his arm scratching it from the overstimulation.

“Wait! Wait! OH FUCK!! FUCK!” You came within seconds of his fingers on your clit. Face planting into the pillow, Adrian looked in shock. Since you were so sensitive, your clit was basically an instant cum button.

He continued his thrust smiling still rubbing your clit. You made small grunts grinding down on his hand taking his hard thrust.

Eyes rolling back into your head, you babbled nonsense clenching down on Adrian. “So good..Cock so good..Adrian feel s’good..”

“F-fuck f-fuck!!! FUCK!!!!!” You yelped as Adrian gripped your hips deeply pressing himself against you. He slipped out watching his cum drip down your thighs once more.

“God even after seeing it earlier..Still fucking hot..” He licked his cum off your thigh using his fingers to push them inside of you. You jumped moaning loudly from Adrian’s fingering your sore pussy.

“You good?”

“Y-yes..”

“Do you need more?”

You stood quiet grinding back on his hand as a response. Adrian hummed biting the curve of your ass laughing a bit.

“Alright Y/N..love you..”

“Love you too..” You croaked out jumping as he used his thumb to rub your clit. 

The next afternoon, you awoke feeling more refreshed than ever, but also exhausted. Adrian slept next to you like a log completely out. You kissed his cheek before moving to get off the bed yelping as you fell straight down.

“Oh shit..” You hoarsely whispered out. Your legs gave out completely on you. Thighs covered in hickeys and pussy sore. “Adrian..”

He sighed in his sleep. You whimpered using your strength to lift yourself up a bit hoping to get his attention.

“Adrian!” 

You yelled as he jumped out of bed looking around for a threat. “What happened!? Who’s there!??”

“Adrian! It’s me!” He looked down shocked to see you on the floor.

“H-help..I can’t move my legs..” Adrian stifled a laugh seeing your small pout. “Adrian please! I have to pee!” 

Adrian nodded getting up carrying you away to the restroom. Afterwards, you both laid in bed in silence. Adrian ran his hand through your hair kissing your forehead.

“Can’t believe I literally fucked you so hard you couldn’t walk the next day.”

“Don’t laugh!”

“I’m sorry! it’s just funny!”

“It’s all the stupid fucking plant’s fault!”

“I know it is..”

“UGH!! I swear I am never working on it again!”

“Good. I was actually gonna ask you not too..”

“I won’t! This is all Peacemakers idiotic fault!” Adrian chuckled at your words kissing you.

“God I love you, but we really do need to stay away from this dumb plant.”

“I’m gonna kill Peacemaker.”

“I’m just happy I got to eat you out multiple times-”

“Adrian!” He grinned seeing the flustered look on your face. You turned over away from him. Adrian wrapped his arms around you spooning you from behind.

“I’m just teasing..You did worry me so next time let him breath it in. It was his mistake anyways. I told him to apologize to you.”

“You did?”

“Yeah. I just want you safe at all times and he put you in danger yesterday. Honestly was the first time I wanted to punch Peacemaker.”

“That’s..wow Adrian.”

“What can I say you mean a lot to me..But the plants does have it’s perks..I don’t ever want me or you getting it in our system again.”

You laughed nodding along. “I couldn’t agree more..I love you Adrian.”

He yawned grinning. “I love you too..”

[itsrainingfeathers]

As my dear mutuals and followers probably noticed, I finally watched s1 of Netflix!Witcher.

What I liked about it:

- Jaskier. Just. Jaskier. I wasn't sure about him at first (bc as I've previously stated, book!Dandy is my one true love) but he's so great. And relatable.

- Roach and the other horses (and the donkeys, too. Can't forget the donkeys.)

- Geralt being a horse girl

- The songs!! Especially Toss A Coin and Her Sweet Kiss, but the others were fun too.

- Henry Cavill's acting in that scene where the striga tears Geralt's throat open. The wide wide eyes and stuff. (I wasn't too excited about this Geralt at first but now I quite like him.)

- Book!Geralt is said to have an unpleasant voice, and while the voice Mr. Cavill is doing in the show isn't entirely unpleasant, it sounds off enough in my ears to be considered a plus

- Yennefer's dress in ep8 was gorgeous!!!

- and so was Tissaia de Vries

- and Pavetta

- and Sabrina

- and Coral (glad they stayed loyal to the books and took all her limbs)

- and not only Yennefer's dress, but the rest of the costuming, too

- the shots of Geralt and Renfri + Geralt and Yennefer kissing/with their faces close to each other and the light behind them were so pretty

- AND THAT SLOW-MOTION SHOT IN EP6 WITH GERALT AND YENNEFER KISSING AS GERALT BLASTS THOSE GUYS AND DUDES AWAY WITH AARD THAT KISS WAS SO POINTLESS AND UNNECESSARY AND I STRONGLY DISLIKE THEIR RELATIONSHIP BUT THAT SHOT WAS AMAZING

- that music change when Geralt and Yen decided to do the horizontal mambo in that collapsing house in episode...5 I think??

- All the fun banter, jokes and humor in general. If I'm going to watch a guy have his intestines torn out I'll want something to laugh at, too (or someone. For example, Jaskier).

- The balance between said fun banter, jokes and humor, and all the dark, sad and cruel scenes and themes. It reminded me so much of the books and I'm so glad they got it right with the show.

- the general atmosphere and visual look of the series

- Ciri's cloak!

- Ciri's screaming parting the earth and stuff. That was cool af

- the feathers in the Nilfgaardians' helmets

- that couple that bough magical Viagra from Yennefer (not the couple themselves, per se, but said magical Viagra. A fun scene. Yes I have the sense of humour of a 15-year-old boy what about it)

- Geralt dragging and carrying Jaskier around in ep5 (though that did take away some of the drama and seriousness of the situation)

- The soundtrack!!!! Especially the main theme (Geralt of Rivia). I Am In Love

- The intro of ep9 was so fucking cool

- all the extraordinarily badass swordfighting scenes (with dramatic swishing hair)

- at least one (1) witcher pirouette!!

- that "black eyes from potions"-thing!!!

- Geralt breaking the floor with Aard in the striga episode (can't remember the number rn)

What I didn't like about it:

- They really did something to Ciri's character huh. Where's the wild and stubborn Lion Cub of Cintra? Who is this bland ass sack of flour?? A doppler??? Is she like that when she's older???? (I mean yeah she did steal a horse and do some banshee screaming and stuff and was obv very brave in a hellish situation but still. I really hope she'll have more spirit in s2)

- Renfri wasn't that great either. She didn't have that sharp edge she has in the book (idk if this makes any sense but whatever). Not enough hatred towards Stregobor I think.

- And she wasn't called Shrike a single time. Why.

- And what was that conversation between Stregobor and Geralt in ep1?? It was weak. Weak! (Yeah yeah if they had every single detail from the books in the series each episode would be a two-hour-long movie but I'm still salty about it)

- Jas could've been at the very least a bit more horrified about the elves breaking his lute

- Give Jaskier A Hat. He Needs A Hat. I Know He Gets One In S2 But Still.

- With all the time jumps, I'd have been so lost had I not read some of the books.

- I imagined Geralt to be just a bit more...grimy. And to have a much less fancy armor and stuff. But I guess a witcher must have top-notch gear if he plans to stay alive, and it's nice to be somewhat clean. I personally think the armor looked the best in that episode with The Edge of The World (ep2??)

- The bulky shoulder pad things (I'm sure they have a proper name but can't remember it rn) on said armor. Personally I think it looks much better without them, like in that gif in the beginning of this post. (Ofc he needs to have his shoulders and arms protected but anyway)

- the entire design of Geralt's armor wasn't my favorite either, but it seems a lot better than the ridiculous tiddy armor in the s2 trailer

- Also: don't get me wrong, the leather pants look nice, but they don't seem to offer too much protection from, say, monster claws or teeth like in ep9. Maybe some armor plates would help? There's big veins in the legs, after all. (Yes yes he needs to be able to move freely and has to be quick but I said what I said)

- Why were some of Henry Cavill's wigs curly/wavy and others straight? Does Geralt own a hair straightener? Does Jaskier own a hair straightener that Geralt borrows occasionally? I have questions. (Update: it is mentioned in Baptism of Fire that Dandelion occasionally, not straightens, but curls his hair. Do with that information what you wish)

- That Mr. Cavill had to dehydrate for the shirtless scenes. No actor should have to risk their health like that just for the sake of some unrealistic eye candy.

- The Brokilon storyline was so boring. So, so boring. And I didn't like how they had Ciri and Geralt first meet at the farm instead of Brokilon (and that hug sort of came out of the blue when they hadn't actually met before. It was a cute scene tho).

Though that is quite a lot of criticism, I really enjoyed the show! I'm actually glad that I didn't get to watch it sooner bc waiting for s2 is already difficult enough. Can't imagine having to do this for 2 years lmao.

[anniee]

If I had any doubts on why Vale is Lando's idol I don't anymore 🙈

This is Vale's helmet for the weekend

He wanted to joke on him being old and needing help to do "the thing" so he decided to put a viagra pill on the helmet 😂😂😂😂

[inhidingxoxo3637]

I think my favourite thing about Valentino Rossi's Viagra helmet is the fact he a grown man kept it a secret from his little brother on the basis of he didn't want his brother to tell their mum about it

[moralchampion]

Anti-honesty hour: opinion on the viagra helmet?

Yes.

[fave-fanfic-for-now]

Where Do I Belong? - Ch. 7

The Mandalorian x Reader x Ezra

Fem!reader

Warnings: sex pollen, smut, dubious consent, threesome, violence, death, blood, near drowning, 18+, amateur writing

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I’m busy working on the designs, diagrams, and equations needed to build a radio and antenna capable of communicating throughout multiple galaxies. I'd have to ask the guys if they'd be willing to stop at a junkyard planet so I can find parts needed to build it. Meanwhile, Mando and Ezra are out collecting a bounty together. Since Ezra's last encounter that almost cost him his life, Mando and I began a rigorous training program for him and he’s becoming a great hunter.

I’ve been working for about 3 hours before hearing them return, complaining and fighting with a struggling bounty the whole way.

“I am not in a good mood. If you do not cooperate these last few moments, my partner will shoot you and I will watch with rapturous joy as he does so, do you understand?” Ezra's voice rings out followed by his grunting. That's when Mandos footsteps stomp closer, causing the bounty to release a frightened yelp, followed by the hold being filled with the scent of carbonite.

“He got a cheap shot,” Ezra groans before the door shut. “How's your work coming along little shark?” He asks kissing me on the top of my head.

“It's alright how'd the bounty go…” I turn to look at him and Mando, “and what are you covered in?”

“We chased the bounty through the streets when we rounded a corner he knocked pallets of powder, all over us.” Mando gripes as he removes his helmet.

“I believe I inhaled more than Din on account of his helmet filtering out most of the substance,” as soon as Ezra ends his sentence, a puff of white powder explodes in Din's face when he finally manages to tug his cape free, causing Din to sigh and throw it to the ground. “Although, it appears I am now wrong on that front.”

“I'll get us out of here, you two clean up.” Rising from my workstation and climbing to the cockpit, I set a course to the next bounty's planet.

After about an hour, I climb down to check on the guys. Entering the cargo hold, I notice something’s off; both men are sweating and have slightly pained looks on their faces, at least it looks slightly pained until I get closer to Ezra. He’s lying on his side, clothes gone, eyes tightly shut, panting, and he looks as though he’s in excruciating pain.

“Ezra?” I ask leaning down in front of him, running my hand over his forehead and immediately pulling it back. Ezra feels like he’s on fire.

“I-” he groans unable to speak after the first word. Looking over to Din I see he’s stripped everything off and seems to be in a similar condition, but less so that Ezra.

“What happened to you two?” I question checking Din as well, he’s burning up, but not as bad as Ezra, suddenly Din's hand shoots out and grabs my wrist.

“Spice,” he gasps, tightening his hold on me, “amatory spice.” His hand clenches a few times before he releases me with a groan. “My helmet protected me at first, but when...when I removed my cape...I was exposed...I”

“Amatory spice, so...like powdered Viagra?” I reach out to feel his head again. “Maybe some ecstasy as mixed in?” Din just gives me a blank stare, “they're earth drugs, raise your temperature and allow you to have a hard-on for hours.” Just then, I hear Ezra begin gasping as if he was running out of air. “Can you OD on this stuff?”

“OD?” Mando replies, clearly in pain.

“Overdose...die from having too much?” I grab two cool wash cloths and place them on each of their foreheads, holding it onto Ezra's, which causes him to jerk away as if my very touch hurt him.

“No, it's just painful...” Ezra gasps out while curling into the fetal position, “Makes you wish you'd die.”

“So why the hell, do people make it.” I don't know what to do, Ezra looks as though he’s about to pass out, and Din will begin experiencing this soon as well.

“It’s...I-it's supposed to be used...before sex...” Din grunts, “that's the only way to...relieve the pain.”

“Seriously?!” I deadpan, looking between them, “you guys are in excruciating pain, and the only way to relieve it is to have sex. However, neither of you thought to make a move on me, despite me permitting you to do anything you wanted to me, whenever you wanted.”

“Didn't know how you'd react...to us on the drugs.” both try to say in unison.

“Well, I'm not happy about you accidentally ingesting it, but…because we are in an established relationship and we've given each other permission previously, I give you permission now, as long as you two won't regret this later. I don't want to take advantage of either of you in an altered state.”

“You're not!” Ezra practically shouts as he lunges for me connecting our lips. “I can't be gentle,” he states pulling apart.

“That's fine.” I smile, as soon as I say those words he rip my shirt off, literally, and begins pulling everything else off me.

Shoving me to the ground he climbs on top and thrusts inside without any hesitation and begins pounding into me as hard and fast as he can. He’s right, this isn't gentle, this can only be described as hate fucking except for the fact I know he cares for me. His thrusts are like a god damned jackhammer and I can feel us move across the floor a little. As he thrust into me, he grab, pinches, and bites what skin he can, not stopping his hips even one second. He isn't very articulate at this time, just repeating the word 'fuck' over and over again.

Ezra’s moving so fast, I can't even think of trying to move my hips to help him, all I can do is lay there and touch him. Placing his hand on my throat, he begins to squeeze, not too tight, but enough to make me slightly uncomfortable, not that I have a problem with it. Ezra doesn't last long before coming, and I come with him, excited about the rough sex that’s happening. Don't get me wrong, I love what we do, but every once in a while a girl like me needs it rough. As soon as Ezra comes, he’s pushed aside carelessly as Din takes his place.

Immediately, Din begins hammering into me, not allowing me to come down from my high. He picks up where Ezra leaves off with biting, sucking, and grabbing me. Both are leaving bruises all over, but I couldn't care less. As Din’s thrusting into me, Ezra moves to sit in a chair near us, panting hard, using the cold washcloth on his face as he watches Din pound me into the floor. Din doesn't make much noise besides grunting and soon his thrusts get sloppy as he is getting close to coming. I reach down to rub my clit pushing myself over the edge, with Din following close behind.

Once Din finishes Ezra moves him out of the way and rolls me onto my hands and knees, slamming into me. Tangling his hand in my hair, he grabs my hip to hold me in place. I can feel the heat radiating off him as he destroys me, moving faster than ever before. I try to grab a hold of something to hold myself in place, but there’s nothing around, eventually, I have to put one hand in front of me onto the wall to stop from hitting it. Ezra, the perpetual orator, has absolutely nothing to say as he fucks me. It’s not long before he pulls me up by my hair and holds me tight, digging his teeth into my shoulder as he comes, panting the whole time

As soon as he’s done, he pulls out and Din takes his place again. Before I can fall or move Din positions himself behind me and pushes in. He then pushes me down so hard and fast I don’t have time to catch myself with my hands as he begins his brutal pace.

*4 hours later*

I’m sore, but both guys couldn't stop, and to be honest, I wasn't going to ask them too. Currently, I’m on Din's lap, back pressed to his chest as he thrusts up into me, panting and groaning as he comes.

Once I finish with Din, Ezra grabs my hand and pulls me onto him, wrapping his arms around my waist as he hammer into me, kissing and biting the skin he can reach. Both men are still hot, but their temperatures have dropped from when we first began. Their movements have slowed, but not by much. Feeling the heartbeats in their chests, I’m certain they will explode soon, luckily they don't.

Ezra comes in me and holds me tight to him, his face in my neck and his cock still buried in my pussy. As he starts to come down, I can feel Din move behind me. He places his hand in the middle of my back, pushing me tighter against Ezra as he pulls my hips back a little bit, so they’re tilted. He kisses the middle of my back, then lines himself up with my pussy and pushes in causing both Ezra and I to gasp. Instinctively, I try to move forward and away, but then I settle back and let him take me, I may be sore, but I’m really enjoying this, I mean who doesn't dream of spending all day being railed by two incredibly gorgeous men.

Din's first thrust is hard, causing Ezra to hiss, I know Din wants to go as fast and rough as he can, but he stop and kisses me on the shoulder before leaning over and pressing his forehead to Ezra's. When he moves back to his original position, Din begins to slowly move in and out of me. Once Ezra begins moving too, their thrusts became harder, faster, and more frantic.

Both men work to move me up and down, in equal time to their thrusts. I would've helped, but to be perfectly honest, without the drug, I can barely move I’m so exhausted. At this time I’m so overstimulated I feel like my nervous system is shot, all I can do is hang on and enjoy the ride. Eventually, I’m able to brace my tiptoes on the floor and use that to help move with them. Once they realize I’m moving on my own each man begins hammering harder into me, frenzied biting and sucking all over my skin. I can't tell who, but someone reaches down to my clit and begins rubbing it, to get me to cum faster. I grab his wrist and hold on as my orgasm grows. I feel like someone set me on fire, between my rapidly approaching orgasm and the body heat Din and Ezra are throwing off, I’m dripping with sweat. Finally, Din comes, causing Ezra to follow behind him, and when I feel both of them filling me, their warmth spreading inside, I join them. Din collapses onto me, pushing both of us into Ezra, as he continues to push in me lazily. As I’m trying to catch my breath I realize, both of them are still hard. This is going to be a long night.

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I wake up the next morning pressed tightly between Ezra and Din. I barely shift and can instantly feel everything from yesterday's activities. Slowly, I maneuver myself out of the bed and out of the room. I have never been one of those girls who feel pain when they walk after a rigorous sexual experience, I may feel a little uncomfortable, maybe it’s a high pain tolerance or maybe it’s my increased healing capabilities, but holy fuck did I hurt today. Twelve hours we fucked, non-stop. Am I in pain? Yes. Was it good? Yes. Do I regret it? Not a chance. Would I do it again? You bet your fucking ass I would.

I manage to waddle down to the fresher and look in the mirror to see the state I’m in. My chest, abdomen, hips, and inner thighs are covered in bruises, almost so many you can barely see unmarked skin. Turning around, my back isn’t in much better shape, I guess no tank tops in public, for a while. This is slightly a turn on for me, normally I’d be pissed, but today, I like it, all except for the thighs, I didn't need any more pain down there.

Stepping into the shower I let the hot water envelop me, ‘the fresher had to be the one part of the ship we didn't fuck on last night’ I think. As I clean myself, I begin thinking about what transpired last night. Even on amatory drugs, both men shared, they didn't fight, they were respectful, ‘I'll be damned if I want to give this up’ a part of me thinks.

Once I’m out of the shower I put on my deodorant, brush my teeth, and dress in a tank top and sweat pants, grabbing a large sweater to go over me later, I’m not going out in public today and figure the guys will like to see their work. Climbing the ladder I’m swept up bridal style by Din and laid onto the bed, just as Ezra finishes changing the bedding

“You're staying here all day,” Din whispers nuzzling my neck.

“Don't tell me you guys still have that drug in your system,” I inquire gaping at the two of them.

“No sharky,” Ezra responds sitting next to me, “we just know how sore you must be, so you take it easy today and tomorrow.” He gently begins tracing some of the bruises. “I must apologize for my behavior last night. I was not in my right mind and I would have never marked you to this extent.”

“It’s fine Ez,” I say pulling his lips to mine, “I’m not complaining.”

I look over to Din and see him just staring at me. His eyes don’t have lust in them, instead, it looks like pain or shame, maybe both. Slowly, I reach out to place my hand on his face, causing him to flinch slightly before he places his hand over mine to keep it there.

“Din?” I ask, trying to get his attention on my face, “what’s wrong?”

Slowly he reaches a hand out to touch a couple of bruises as gently as he can before he spoke.

“I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…I didn’t realize what I was doing…” he whisper to me, “I didn’t mean to hurt you. I never want to hurt you.”

Immediately rolling onto my side I cup his face in my hands and duck my head down so he has look me in the eyes.

“Look at me, you didn’t hurt me. You would never hurt me, I’m ok, I promise.” He gives me a look as if to ask if I was serious and I just nod before smiling and saying, “besides if you did something I didn’t like, we all know I would have fought back. Even in an altered state, I wouldn’t have let you get away with anything I didn’t want.” Din gives a small nod before kissing me. “Now, what do you say we eat something and head to our next planet?”

They both refuse to let me out of bed while they get our food ready and set course for the next bounty. Once they return, we all eat together, talking about various things that cross our minds, it’s a nice calm 2 days after a wonderful night together, it’s…peaceful.

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“The tracking FOB is broken.” Mando says, handing it to me.

“There’s no way to fix this,” I mutter prying the FOB open and looking at the circuitry, “it’s fried.”

“So,” Ezra begins tucking his blaster into its holster, “what do we do now?”

“We know this guy is surrounded by a large group of trained thugs, we know what he looks like, and where he hangs out, but more importantly, we know he’s killed over twenty bounty hunters before us. So, we begin with Earth protocols, first, we do surveillance, and then come up with a plan. That means Din,” I turn to him, “you stay here, you stick out like a sore thumb.”

Before Mando can protest, Ezra speaks up, “I will accompany our little shark to ensure she has adequate assistance in case she finds herself in peril.”

“We’ll be fine Din,” I say giving his hand a squeeze and his cheek a kiss.

Walking to the door of the Razor Crest, he lowers the ramp once he places his helmet on. Ezra follows me off the ship and we walk to town, carefully scouting the area on our approach.

“So, how do you do surveillance on Earth?” Ezra inquires as we scout the town.

“Unfortunately, it requires a lot of waiting around. We need to make sure no one follows us, then we secure the area, after that, we watch our targets team; try to get a feel for numbers, schedule, and routines. It takes planning, which could be more than 10 hours to get what we need. We also need intelligence, we try to find someone we can get information from, and they’re not always going to be good people, sometimes its smugglers, drug dealers, town drunks, waitresses, or bartenders. Maybe, if we can get close enough, we can plant a bug on the target.”

“What is a bug?”

“They’re devices used to spy on people, but not all bugs are the same.”

“Oh, and what types are there?”

“If it's got a battery, it's disposable, short-term. If it's wired into the building's power, it's a longer-term thing. If it has a transmitter, you can figure out how close the listener is, and they can typically hear you in real-time. We would be using the third option. In this case.”

“And what do we do if our target realizes we have been surveilling him?”

“Once your target knows you’re on to them, it’s a race against time. They know you’re coming, so the question for them is if they have enough time to escape, or do they have enough power to attack.”

Finding our target is easy, he has about forty men with him at the local cantina, no security outside, and by what the local vendor says, that’s everyone he employs. Ezra and I split up, while it looks like we’re examining the local market, we’re actually looking for escapes, ambush sites, easy overlooks, and the targets transportation. Once we take note of everything we see, we meet in an alley, out of sight from everyone.

“Ok, Ez, I’m going up to the roof of this building, you are going into the cantina,” I begin attaching a bug to the underside of his shirt cuff, “you will pretend to be a friendly harvester, on a small break between jobs. Chat up whoever, you can, get information, but, under no circumstances, be direct in your questioning. If you get near the target, try to place the bug on him.”

“This sounds like a simple assignment,” he states as I slip a small earpiece into his ear.

“You will be able to hear me and Mando in your ear with this,” I say as I fiddle with mine, “Mando can you hear me?”

“Yes,” he replies curtly.

“Good, now Ez, do what you can to avoid any fights, good luck,” I kiss him before heading to the roof, “Mando, I want you to scan the area for any type of base that could belong to them. Ez, one more thing, if the bounty approaches you, cough or clear your throat so we know.”

“Got it.”

Once he enters the establishment, he begins chatting with everyone. We learn that all forty employees are at the cantina with their boss, they’re celebrating something, and they are rowdy, but not losing control. Every twenty minutes 4 guards come out to make rounds and check on everything. So far, Ezra has been inside for 5 hours, telling stories and listening to others. Mando found the compound and confirmed that there’s no life forms inside of it. It’s based next to the cliffs near the ocean, about an hour and a half from the town. Suddenly, Ezra clears his throat and catches my attention away from the guards.

“So, who are ya and what are ya doin here?” A voice asks.

“I’m Ezra, a harvester, I’m simply on vacation, between jobs, enjoying the libations of this quaint planet. May I inquire what you’re celebrating?”

“A big score of blasters, we sold them for an arm and a leg.”

“He’s an arms dealers, be careful,” I tell Ezra.

“So you harvest, see anything interesting on your trips off-world?”

“He means weapons wise, tell him you’ve seen one thing you use frequently called C-4, its an explosive.”

“As a matter of fact I have, I frequently use a new type of explosive known as C-4.”

“Never heard of it.”

“That’s because a friend made it.”

“An acquaintance of mine created it.”

“It works good?”

“It is marvelous; it eliminates everything I need it to.”

“And you have this with you.”

“It’s on your ship.”

“I have a copious quantity aboard my ship.”

“I would like to see this.”

“I can show it to you-“

“2 hours at the base, no ship, just you. He will give you coordinates.”

“I would prefer to bring my acquaintance who invented the explosives.”

“Fine, 2 hours.”

With that the bounty left with all of his people, leaving Ezra alone with the coordinates to the base Mando found.

“Well that was a waste of time,” I mutter angrily packing my stuff, “all this time watching him and he just leaves. I need you to pick up supplies before heading back to the crest, Ez.”

“I didn’t get to place the bug on him,” Ezra whispers.

“That’s fine.”

Once I give him the shopping list I make my way back to the ship to begin making as much C-4 as possible before our meeting time. When he returns I begin working.

“What is C-4?” Mando asks watching me mix the ingredients.

“C-4 is a plastic explosive on earth, I can’t make the exact thing, but I can make a damn good copy. It has a plastic sheen and a putty-like consistency. If you need to counterfeit it, the best thing I've found is cake icing or fondant, not that these guys will know the difference. I can make home-made C-4 with spackle, petroleum jelly and a bunch of other things I don't want to tell you about. Now, this is important,” I state pulling out a detonator, “it will not explode without a detonator, without this, it’s basically useless unless you can set it on fire.”

Once I finish the C-4, we pack it nicely and place it on the speeder bikes that we rented.

“Alright, we need to fly the Crest closer, but far enough they won’t be able to see it. Then we figure out how I can sneak there without them seeing.” Mando says, showing me the scans of the compound.

“You take a speeder and hide behind the start of this hill. When the action starts, you come tearing in as fast as you can for back up.” I say pointing to the map. “Ezra, you get to try and broker this deal. It would be best if we can localize them in one place and hit them hard.”

“I’m sure I can convince them to do something so simple,” Ezra replies, kissing my head.

Once we get everything loaded and move the Crest, it doesn’t take long to get in position and to the compound.

“I have the C-4 set up with a blow and burn, basically a detonator that will destroy everything in case things go sideways, or you get them in the right spot,” I tell Ezra as we approach the bounty.

“Good to see you again,” the bounty says shaking Ezra’s hand, “And who is this sexy thing?”

“This is y/n, the inventor of the marvelous explosives I will be demonstrating for you today.” Ezra smiles at the man. “Now we will prepare the C-4, but your men will have to stand back here for safety reasons.”

I take the case I set up to a test site I’m shown, luckily, I rigged the remaining C-4 to blow simultaneously as the demonstration pack. Unluckily, some stragglers won’t stand near the C-4 attached to the speeder, including the bounty. Once everything is in place, I walk towards Ezra, who’s standing a little to the left of the bounty. I reach his side and pull him closer to me.

“Ready,” I say, pulling out the detonator, “3...2…1…”

There are two massive explosions, one at the test site and one taking out a mass amount of the bounties people, knocking everyone, including Ezra and myself off our feet. Ezra’s up before me and starts dragging me behind a building while pulling his blaster. Once the ringing in our ears wear off we can hear Mando approaching on the speeder, then the shooting starts. There are only about ten people left, Mando chases the ones who hide behind the building, while Ezra shot the bounty in the leg and I drew the fire from the remaining 5 goons. With Ezra’s help, we make quick work of them and tie the bounty up, before following Mando’s trail to help him.

As we round the corner of the building, we see Mando shoot the last guard, but not before he throws something at Mando. Seconds later it explodes, a grenade, throwing Mando into the air and off the cliff. Ezra and I immediately run to the cliffs, just in time to see Mando’s body sink beneath the waves.

“Go get the Crest and hover above the water, as close as you can get,” I yell to Ezra, running to where Mando went over and jump in.

It feels like hours before I hit the water, but once I it envelopes me I begin swimming downward. The waves are strong; as I swim further down, I get smashed into the side of the cliffs, I know Din will have trouble with this. It’s not long before I find him being dragged down by the weight of his armor, scrambling to grab at the protruding rocks trying to hold onto anything he can to stop sinking. I feel panic rise inside of me as I watch him move further down when the rocks he grabs crumble beneath his hands. Finally, he manages to grab something without it giving way, but the waves are pushing him into the cliffs hard, causing him to almost lose his grip.

Once I reach him, I take ahold of his grappling line and pull it as far as I can and begin swimming up, holding onto whatever I can. When the line reaches its end, I attach it to the rocks and Mando pulls himself up. The closer we get to the surface, the harder it becomes, the current’s getting stronger and I can’t get the line to attach to anything. Just as I think we’re truly screwed a net appears in the water. ‘Ezra’ I think, knowing he threw it in for us, tying the line to the net, Mando begins to raise himself. As he gets close, enough to touch the net a big wave hits and causes my grip to loosen. I slam into the cliffside and everything fades to black. I can feel myself sinking; I don’t know how long it is before I feel myself moving up again.

Red, the water’s red; I can see that as I’m being pulled up, but I can’t really see anything else and my eyes felt heavy as they shut. The next thing I feel is a hard, cold floor, ‘the Razor Crest’ I think opening my eyes. I shoot up looking around; I’m in the Razor Crest, the net.

“Din,” I yell jumping up, as I reach the edge of the ramp I see Ezra struggling to surface with Din in his arms.

Grabbing the net, I begin pulling it up, once Ezra gets his head out of the water, he takes a deep breath and climbs up. Both of us manage to pull Din onto the ship, he’s limp and feels lifeless. Ezra lays him down and throws his helmet across the ship while I take his chest piece off, Din isn’t breathing. Ezra breathes into Din’s mouth, while I do chest compressions. I always hate this part, it’s not gentle like you see in the movies, you can hear and feel bones crack during compressions sometimes, and it’s not a good feeling.

I begin using my whole body to do compressions on Din’s chest, after about thirty seconds, I feel Din’s ribs crack under the pressure, pausing while Ezra breathes into his mouth, I resume after. Although it feels a lot longer, it’s only about a minute before I feel Din’s muscles twitch signaling he’s going to wake up. I grab Ezra and pull him away as Din begins coughing up water. Ezra elevates his head a bit and slightly turns him to his side so the water can escape easier. I jump up and run to the cockpit, taking it off of autopilot so it will no longer hover and flew us to the compound.

Setting it down, I rejoin Ezra and Din in the hold. I place Din’s helmet on his head before leaving to gather the bounty. With the bullet wound in his leg, he didn’t go far. When we get back to the ship I shove him in carbonite and sit down next to Din and Ezra, removing Din’s helmet.

“You need a bacta shot for your ribs, we’ll park next to the city in case you need a doctor.” I yawn.

“You need a bacta shot as well, little shark,” Ezra informs me, “you have a nasty gash on your head.”

I just nod and walk away to get the medkits, once Din gets his shot he stays laying in Ezra’s lap while Ezra cleans my head. When he finishes helping me, I fly the ship to the city outskirts and then bring dry clothes for all of us to the hold as well as multiple blankets to lie on.

“Why would I need a doctor?” Din asks as we lay him down.

“Secondary drowning, if water gets into the lungs. It can then irritate the lungs' lining and fluid can build up, causing a condition called pulmonary edema.” I reply, then turn to Ezra and kiss him as fiercely yet lovingly as I can, “thank you.” I say resting my forehead against his.

“No need to thank me little shark, I couldn’t have let anything happen to either of you,” he replies smiling.

We all lay down together and it seems as if we fall asleep at the same time. We’re completely exhausted and just need rest. The last thought I have is ‘after this, we’re taking a short break. Maybe we’ll go to Jakku and strip ships for parts for my radio.’

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[forzaferrari]

Still can’t believe Valentino Rossi put literal Viagra on his helmet what a lad

[the-order-of-fools]

Headcanons for when the knights get horny perhaps??? 😳💦💦

What is there to expect from a "knight" in his 30s who has lived most of his life until now with his mother? He may have been king for a few years, but that doesn't change his incel status. The only hand that has touched his dick belongs to him. He's in no way sex-obsessed, but he does get horny. He's touchy. If he's someone so obsessed with maintaining his status and avoiding "filthy peasants", why does he have his hand right on your back? You would quite like to punch him in the face, but sadly, you would rather not break your fist. Though, one may come to ask themself if it's worth it. On one hand, you teach him a good lesson about personal space and get to wipe that stupid confident smirk that you just know is behind his helmet, on the other, you may be thrown in jail for the rest of your life with a broken hand. You're left contemplating it as you feel his hand lowering. You swear he's trying trying to perk your attention with (mostly) empty promises of riches and status, but you're too lost in thought to notice his hand on your ass. He's seconds from storming away frustrated that you can't notice his foreplay, he contemplates just smacking your ass. He clearly does not foresee the consequences of his actions - but you do notice instead, and your mind is split between slapping him once and for all (your hand is willing to sacrifice itself) or politely pull his hand back up. His voice will become louder and more confident (or at least try to be), as to counteract his growing embarrassment and need. Even when he's horny, he doesn't result any less obnoxious than normal.

Tinker Knight usually tries avoiding the feeling as much as he can until it finally dies down and he can concentrate once more on his beloved machines, as working in such a state is an absolute no for him. He gets horny while he’s working on something and he accidentally distracts himself and blacks out (working 24/7 in the same place is very mentally tiring), letting the lewd thoughts seep him. Now watch his hands become sweaty under the gloves, his fingers tremble and his grip loosen, causing him to mess up and consequently curse out loud. He needs a pause, and most importantly he needs to drive the troublesome thoughts away. He's a man of focus, commitment and sheer will damnit! His ambition may keep his spirit strong, but it certainly doesn't help his screeching boner. He would rather die of sexual frustration than stop working. That's why you're around. You make sure he doesn't suppress it too much and get permanent hard cock disease.

Sentient magic has a strange way of acting when "aroused". It doesn't quite feel the same sexual arousal as humans or animals, but something much different, like craving a good piece of meat. Wait no that's sexual. A good carrot. Who even likes vegetables? Either way, sentient magic has its own manner of attaining pleasure. Treasure Knight just happens to be sentient magic inside of a free real estate armor. Whether it's a good thing or bad thing is all up to you. When "sexually" frustrated, there exist two ways of dealing with it. You either form what can only be described as a magic dick, or you touch your magic essence under the helmet. Treasure Knight has better things to do than keep a boner and wait for it go die out on its own, which means he'll actively drive it away whether it's thanks to your help or his own hand. He's curt enough to walk up to you and ask you to bed him right away. Expect him to stare intensely at you as you try mustering up an answer, your pupils travelling in every direction just to avoid that intense, supposedly horny gaze. He'll be more than happy to indulge in adult fun time if you give your consent, and then he'll be right back to work. Magic-possessed armors can be quite the workaholics sometimes, while still not being affected by their insane life-work balance. What a blessing.

Some may ask themselves: How can a corpse get horny? Can they even get hard? There isn't any blood in their veins. To which you say: "Magic and social awkwardness". It's like he's a teenager, really. Watching you from the corner of his eye, avoiding you as much as possible, spying on you in the dark. You might as well invite him over for a good fuck since he doesn't even dare wank it in the bushes. Specty can be a creepy motherfucker but with enough love you're sure he can reach some level of basic human decency. He acts like touching you is the most difficult thing he has done in his entire life, and that includes recruiting the Order of Asshole Knights. His touches are awkward, too shy to be truly tangible. You're sure that if you were to grab his dick he would disintegrate. You don't even know if he wants to either hold hands or fuck. Heck, they could mean the same thing for him for all you care. Touch him, and he's immediately on fire - you couldn't know dead skin could become so stiff until you tried caressing his cheek for the first time (while being in the dark of course, he's still trying to accept his body as it is).

Libido can vary between sentient magic beings. Plague Knight? His libido is nearly inexistent. All he knows is how to make potions and do crimes. This little fucker hasn't even experienced a handjob in his entire life, not even from his own hand. He has reached a new level of incel. You need to make the first move. What move? Who fucking knows, it can be getting him new potion ingredients (he might consider leaving your body explosion free for your apparent generosity), or maybe you're both nerds who enjoy discussing alchemy. Who knows, add some of your knowledge about creating gold out of lead, it might turn him on. His horniness translates into science, you struggle to find a way to fuck the alchemical bitch. They say "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach", but if the man in question is a bird-like alchemy enthusiast, you better go for potions. Has he ever made potions that affect sexual behavior? Aphrodisiacs? The Middle Ages’s alternative to Viagra? No one knows, actually, no one should.

Propeller Knight has no problems getting accustomed to his sexual needs and will find a way to quench his primal thirst. This man is labelled as a chad and so he shall be remembered, because he always knows how to get rid of the boner in the most pleasurable way possible. Still, he happens to find the foreplay quite... interesting. His voice becomes mellow and his gestures slow and kind, he's the type to push your lower back towards him as he holds your chin between his two fingers. He won't straight up ask you to bed him, he has manners and he does not want to ruin the poetic atmosphere, but sometimes his horniness will be so apparent that you'll find yourself blushing in embarrassment as his hands travel to places they normally wouldn't belong to.

Specter Knight might be laughably edgy, but Black Knight? He doesn't fuck around. Dubbed the Friendzone Knight by the Bard (who has luckily managed to escape his hot topic wrath), he lives up to his name. He's so sexually oppressed you might think that he's as mellow as a newborn duckling with no legs. Which has been justified by the fact that at times, he seems particularly determined to avoid your touches. He acts as if you're attempting to lay claim to his little edgy soul. Sometimes you find him brooding silently at the horizon. For a moment, you believe he's reminiscing about his tragic backstory, something along the lines of being rejected by his mother and living his lives with a pack of wolves. Then you realize that he's trying to suppress his boner. He avoids you like the plague.

Mole Knight, similarly to the two other sentient magic knights, does a bit of a better job at admitting his arousal and not breaking your pelvis. His flames are a clear, but unwilling, indicator of it. You have never seen them burn so bright before. They're dancing, scorching through the air itself as he awkwardly looms over you. He would try to bend. Though, he doesn't want to insult your short height, or burn you alive for that matter. He's awfully kind and polite, and most importantly: unfocused on his work. He'll try to pep in, subtly try to hint at spending some time together until you cut him off and kiss his helmet. The ordeal leaves a burn on your lips. Still, you're quite happy as long as he's not dying of heat. But that would be assuming that magic fire can be affected by it. He's literally on fire, what are you even thinking about. Though, the flames under his helm are soft and delicate and certainly not scorching. You haven't lost a body part... yet. You lick your lips as a reflex after feeling them burn a little, he ends up blushing even more and his magical boner is almost tangible. His instincts are screaming at him to jump on you but no, you're too precious for him and he would never do such a despicable thing to you - unless you consent of course. You'll need to ask him to bed you, and he'll be ready to run (more like wabble - he's massive) to the bedroom and spend some quality couple time with you.

Polar Knight hasn't gotten the privilege to get accustomed to his sexuality for a long time, being the coldest man you have ever known - at least on the outside, because you know that on the inside, he's certainly warmer than a couple of certified edgelords we all know. However, he still remains an incel. A silent, massive bearded incel. You'll find him to be quieter than usual (which is impressive if we consider that he established that record), and deep into a pensive state that may look similar to meditation. Leave him alone and he'll drive it away on his own, approach him and he'll look at you with such intensity that you'll think he either wants to murder you or fuck you all night long. Luckily for you, it happens to be the latter. He'll let his large hand loom over your shoulders, arms, hips; his gaze may leave yours but it will still be as intense. You can and will shiver when he'll finally place his lips against yours. -Mod Tinker and ~Mod Propeller

[binder-marquez]

Valentino’s special helmet is Viagra inspired, the power he holds

[shealynn88]

It’s Hump Day! Have some DeanBenny Hump, with minor whump.

~Your DB Secret Scribe

~Love Potion #9.5~

Star date: 2706.08.22

Neptune Quadrant 

  “Been eight years since I was on Galatea in the Purgatory Caverns and spotted this blossom.” Benny stepped off the transport platform, following Dean onto shore, leading to the caverns’ entrance. 

�� Dean’s stomach had Ganymedean butter bees floating around inside. Over the years, he thought he’d seen traces of his feelings, echoed back in Benny’s pale blue, beautiful eyes. Yet neither had had the courage to venture into that uncharted territory. 

  Seemed like yesterday since graduating from Europa and Benny scored that internship on the Neptune moon of Galatea, where he’d taken those groundbreaking shots of the rare plant they currently sought for study. 

  The Galatean Blossom was named for the Greek sea nymph in which Cyclops had fallen for, and only grew in the caverns found on the farthest edge of the moon’s ocean below the surface. The caverns were so richly oxygenated, he and Benny easily walked among the blossom fields without helmets. With their sterile field barge floating behind them, they tiptoed through the tulips as it were, marveling at the caverns’ array of bioluminescent botanical species. The air was cool, yet humid, and the sweet, tropical scent was reminiscent of Earth’s Polynesian Hibiscus and mango. 

  Spotting a perfectly symmetrical blossom, Dean ambled up with his aluminum trowel, carefully digging in the rough soil around the stem. Cautiously prying the roots free from the finer soil beneath, he then marched towards the barge and tripped over something scurrying at his feet. Dean fell face first into the path of a Hippocampean Felossum. The creature was possum-cat-esque in nature, which the citizens of Earth found utterly adorable, but had Dean sneezing his ass off. 

  When falling over, Dean was unaware the ovules in the plant had filled its ovary and made their way up through the pollen tube. When sneezing, he’d accidentally compressed the blossoms’ pistil, sending its pollen shooting into the air, surrounding he and Benny. 

  “Don’t that beat all, just look at their multiplication rate.” Benny’s face was covered in the glowing pollen speckles replicating in the air. 

  Dean noticed an odd feeling in his suit, as if given hormonal agents via IV push. His eyes dilated uncomfortably and an electric shock jolted directly to his dick. Looking at Benny, his friend appeared to experience the same. He was hunched over, sporting a suspiciously large bulge in his second skin environmental suit.

  What’ve I done? Dean righted himself and approached Benny, who held onto the cavern wall. The scorching gaze meeting Dean was that of a man who could no longer refrain from something. 

  “You alright?” Dean queried in genuine concern.

  “I..uh..I..”

  Both moved closer, into each other’s personal space like magnets. 

  “Sorry, must be from the blossom. Can’t help it..you need to know th-”

  Dean cut him off with a carnal kiss, one which simmered from years of yearning. His body sang with relief, feeling Benny’s craving mirrored right back. Refusing to break the kiss, they peeled their suits off of each other.

  Reaching for a thermal comforter from the field barge, Benny lay it down and pressed him onto its pleasant buoyancy. With his knees already falling wide, Dean welcomed the euphoric sensation of Benny’s cock, drenched in precum, rutting in primal need against his own. This wouldn’t be the slow, sweet lovemaking Dean envisioned so many times before. Nevertheless, the fierce passion they were feeling for each other now was what he’d felt all along, just magnified.

  Dean was vaguely aware of how the light from each fleck of pollen particle refracted light from the others, like tiny rainbow snowflakes settling around them. They seemed to pulse with the building pressure between them, and both gasped into each other’s mouths when coming so hard they saw stars, then nearly lost consciousness. 

  Normally, Dean would be grasping for the nearest towel or whatever to wash off the absolutely inhuman amount of cum coating their stomachs and chests. And yet, he found himself enjoying the feeling of it absorbing into their skin when lazily rubbing against each other in post orgasmic bliss. 

  Seconds later, Dean felt ready for another round. Evidently so did Benny, now kissing a Milky Way star map down his abdomen. The second he swallowed him down, Dean refused to miss out on the fun. He impatiently pointed to Benny’s raging hard on and fussed, “Gimme, c'mon.”

  Time lost all meaning. If someone said they’d made each other cum a whopping 69 times, it’d be no surprise to him. He could recall being coated with the blossom’s pollen, it being massaged everywhere. And when Benny could no longer move, Dean happily gave him an exhausted, but enthusiastic hand. 

  “Base to Team 8, are you there?”

  Dean couldn’t be sure how many times he’d heard the query in his cochlear implant. Pressing his lobe he replied, “Team 8 to base, what time is it?”

  “You’ve been down there forty eight hours, Sir.”

  Oh shit.

  “Sorry, problem with comms, seems good now.”

  Benny sat up, examining himself and Dean. Yep, they were a mess. 

  “Think we’ve found the solution to Erectile Dysfunction,” Dean nervously joked to break the tension,“no more Viagra 3,000.”

  Benny appeared on the verge of panic, none the wiser as clumps of pollen and blossom stamens comically wreathed his head like a crown.

  “Relax, Prince Benjamin of the Kuiper Bayou Belt, I’m okay. You?”

  “S-so sorry,” he choked out.

  “I’m not,” Dean rested an assuring hand on his arm, “Been wanting that with you for a long time. Maybe not making up for all eight years at once .. What were you saying before this,” Dean gestured between the two of them, “went nuclear?”

  “You’re really okay?” The guy looked so full of worry, Dean began to panic himself. Was what happened here something he really regrets? 

  “Look, I know I say I’m fine a lot, even when I’m not. But believe the jubilant after glow I’ve got all over my face..and a ton of..you.” He started wiping the mess out of Benny’s beard. 

  A softness fell over Benny. “Was trying to say I’ve been in love with you for years.”

  Dean’s heart kicked into overdrive with happiness. 

  “Wasn’t just the pollen’s effects, although it surely was a shove." 

  Dean stood, extending his hand to Benny. "Let’s bag some samples and get topside for a shower. Don’t know about you, but I could use a nap.”

  “As long as I can sleep with you, Cher. You’re Sleeping Beauty himself,” Benny laughed, brushing the who-the-fuck-knew-what outta Dean’s hair. 

This is PERFECTION!  OMG, I love it - that they’re pining idiots, OF COURSE, but I ADORE the sci-fi details you wove in, LOVE that, and the sex pollen -YES, a classic, and a wonderful one.  I loved all the Purgatory references, the sweetness, the hotness - marvelous, thank you, thank you!!   And I’m sorry I didn’t post, I know you were having issues and wanted to be sure they were resolved.  Rest assured, I love this to BITTTTSSSS!!

[petercushing]

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