#we’re fine we’re chillin

[corporrealism]

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[gay-white-bread]

i love that i can boop people. i want to boop people forever. however. my phone does Not like it and sets on fire every time i do it

[jockwrites]

Can you write something aggressive please 😩

RIGHT HERE - p.b

warnings: smut, (r receiving,) use of drug substances, cursing

a/n: this is pretty short, not that aggressive tbh..but i’m trying a new writing style! also please please please send requests <3

for @billiesmainchick @doyouknowhowtob3nd

paige is manspread on the couch, the aroma of weed sorrounding her.

at the moment, she’s mad because you’d rather spend time with your friends than her. but this isn’t a one time thing—you always do this.

she thinks maybe she’s just overthinking, maybe she’s just in her mind too much. but regardless, if you called she’d answer. if you came in, angry, upset, she’d comfort.

no matter how mad she is, she’s always there for you.

but you aren’t answering her calls, and she’s starting to get heated minute by minute. that’s when she decides to call you one more time, just for closure so she can go to sleep. she’s already high as it is.

you giggle & laugh with your friends, noticing an incoming call from paige before accepting it.

“hello?” you speak into the phone, your smile blatantly obvious through your voice.

her voice is shaky, and there's a hint of anger in it "hey, where are you right now? who are you with?" she asks, trying to keep her tone even. but it's clear she's on edge.

you roll your eyes, knowing she’s just in one of those moods, “im with my friends, paige,” you huffed.

“why can’t you spend time with me? and why the fuck won’t you answer my calls?” she questions, her voice wavering. she’s getting upset, her voice shaking a little. she’s a bit too high.

you shake your head “paige, they’re my friends. and i didn’t answer because we’re having fun, i’ll be back soon.”

she scoffs, getting more heated “so i'm not important enough to answer? i'm sitting here alone, waiting for you. and you're out having fun with your friends. do i not matter to you?”

you get agitated, rolling your eyes as your hand comes up to rub your temple in distress and annoyance, “paige, i’ll be home soon. stop overreacting. yes, you do matter, but they just wanted to spend time with me.”

she laughs bitterly, “stop overreacting? really? you're telling me to stop overreacting when you're the one who keeps blowing me off?” her voice raises. she's definitely high and definitely pissed, “i've been waiting for you all day.”

you scoff, “paige, God. chill the fuck out i said i’ll be there soon.”

she pauses, her breathing heavy. silence. then she speaks, her voice low, “you know what? forget it. i don't give a fuck about your friends.” and with that, she hangs up the phone. you stare at your phone, confused. that was harsh.

you look around, then eagerly tell your friends you need to go, “hey guys, im gonna head out. paige needs me”

you get a simple, in sync, “bye bye,” from everyone before you get up to leave.

you don’t know what’s gotten into paige.

by the time you arrive to the apartment, she’s high as can be, her eyes bloodshot red. she’s in some joggers and a white tee on the couch, her legs manspread. her eyes are low, the expression on her face enough to scare a child. the stench of weed is thick in the air.

you walk in, noticing the unusual disposition she has, “hey baby, are you okay?”

she looks up at you, her gaze hazy as she speaks with sarcasm dripping in her voice. “yeah, im fine. just chillin.” she reaches for her phone, texting someone quickly before putting it down. “so, what made you come back after you fucking left me for those bullshit excuses of ‘friends’?” she asks, her voice husky and low.

you roll your eyes in annoyance, putting one hand on your hip, “paige,” you speak calmly, “i just wanted to have fun. am i not allowed?”

“take a fucking look around hazel,” she says, her voice a low mumble. her eyes are heavy, the high she’s on making her lazy, “they’re not your fucking friends. i’ve already explained this to you. i can’t let this shit keep happening, it happens again and again and i’m sick of it. fuck them.”

you furrow your eyebrows, “but they’re my friends paige. i can’t just not hangout with them.”

she sits up, her eyes finally focusing on you. her gaze is intense, serious. “bro, hazel, i don’t give a fuck about your friends. i’m right here, why can’t you see that? i’m the only one who’s been there for you. they just want you to come out with them so yall can drink and get fucking laid.”

you look at paige in annoyance, wondering why she’s so bitter all of a sudden, “paige, i do see you. but you need to stop, they are my real friends. you’re just jealous.”

she stands up, her face slightly red with anger. “real friends? really? are you fucking kidding me? they don’t give a shit about you, hazel. they only care about themselves. but you, you care about me. you always have. and i care about you more than they ever could.”

you’re getting agitated, the frustration clear in your voice.“paige, yes they do,” you protest.

she gets in your face, her breath reeking of weed. “no, they fucking don't. you're just too stupid to see it,” she grabs your dress, pulling you closer. “i've been waiting all night for you. you wouldn’t answer my calls.. you wouldn’t text me back.. i’ve been rolling crazy all damn night.”

you look paige in the eyes, going from a bright blue to dark grey. you lean in to whisper, “paige.. im sorry. i didn’t mean to keep you waiting on me.”

“you don’t act like you’re fucking sorry,” she hisses, her voice low and seductive, “you gotta understand baby, i don’t give a fuck about them.”

paige backs you into the wall, the dark scenery of the living room making it hard for you to see, “paige, please.”

she presses her body against yours, pinning you to the wall. her hand comes up to grip your throat, not squeezing, just resting there. “please what, hazel? please stop? please let you go back to your so-called friends?”

you look up at her, this interaction slightly turning you on, “no, paige. i meant could you forgive me,” you whisper, breaking eye contact in guilt.

her grip tightens around your throat slightly as she leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear, “forgive you for what, hazel?” her hand moves down your chest. her touch is so scary, yet so gentle. “for making me worry? for blowing me off?”

your breathing is speeding up, you gulping as her hand comes back up to your neck, “yeah, kind of.”

she leans in closer, her lips barely touching yours. her voice drops to a whisper. “you gotta let me prove i love you more than they do.” her hand moves from your neck, slowly sliding down to grip your waist as the other hand mimics.

you can feel paige starting to kiss your neck, biting your soft spot which makes you bite back a moan, “you can prove it baby.”

her hands move, groping your boobs softly as she kneads them. her kisses trail to your jawline, “it’s not gonna happen again, is it?” she whispers into your ear, her right hand going to grip your ass.

you moan, your arms wrapping around her neck as you speak, slightly breathless, “mhm, no baby, it won’t happen again i promise.”

she growls softly, nuzzling into your neck, her touch getting firmer. she picks you up by the back of your thighs, wrapping your legs around her waist. she carries you to the couch, lowering you down gently. she climbs on top of you, pinning your arms above your head.

you look up at paige, biting your bottom lip in pleasure, “what, you gonna punish me or something?” you provoked, pushing your chest up slightly.

she grins mischievously, leaning down to bite your bottom lip, tugging it gently. she kisses your neck, your collarbone, your chest, slowly pulling the shoulder straps of your dress down. she looks up at you, her eyes cold. “you wanna be punished?”

you smirk, “maybe.”

she growls softly, her hands trailing down your arms, your sides, to your thighs. she grips them tightly, parting them. she leans down, her breath hot against your core. she looks up at you from beneath your dress, her face neutral. "maybe?"

you nag, body desperate for friction, “yeah, maybe.”

without warning, she tugs your panties aside and dives in, licking a slow stripe up your slit. she moans at your taste, the vibrations sending shockwaves through you. her tongue circles your clit teasingly before sucking it between her lips.

you immediately moan, the sudden traction of her tongue onto your clit making you go senseless.

she continues to eat you out, her hands spreading your legs wider as she laps at your pussy. she sticks a finger inside you, curling it to hit that spot that makes you see stars. “you gonna stop acting like a bitch?”

you bite your bottom lip, hands going to grip her hair aggressively as you buck your hips against her face. practically grinding, “mm paige fuck! yes baby!”

she moans into your pussy, the vibrations intensifying your pleasure. she adds another finger, pumping them in and out rapidly as her tongue flicks over your clit. her free hand comes up to pinch and roll your nipple through your dress. “that’s my good girl, always listening to me.”

you let out a wave of curses and moans, the whimpers eliciting a sudden burst of energy in paige,“oh! paige just like that oh my-”

she growls into your core, her fingers pumping faster and harder as you buck your hips against her face. she can feel you getting closer, your legs shaking against her shoulders. she wraps her arms around your thighs to hold you in place as she doubles her efforts, “come for me baby, let me know you know i love you.”

you moan, grinding against her face as you grope her hair tighter. you use your free hand, going to pull your dress down further to knead your tits, “fuck paige you’re gonna make me cum-”

she sucks hard on your clit, her fingers curling inside you as she presses her palm against your ass. she holds you in place, not letting you move as she devours your pussy. she feels you tighten around her fingers and knows you're about to cum.

you start to approach your climax, your legs quivering, “paige please don’t stop ohmygosh!” you whine out.

she can feel you tensing up, your breathing hitching as you get closer and closer to the edge. she growls encouragingly, her fingers beckoning inside you as her mouth sucks hard on your bundle of nerves. “that's it baby. keep being a good girl for me.”

you reach your climax, riding out your high. she keeps going, drawing out your pleasure until you're boneless and gasping. she slowly eases back, wiping her face with the back of her hand as she grins up at you. “you did so good,” she climbs back up your body, kissing you deeply so you can taste yourself on her.

you kiss her passionately, wrapping your legs around her waist as you cup her face, “i’m sorry baby, i promise i won’t leave you alone like that again,” you promise, still out of breath from the static orgasm.

she deepens the kiss, her hands roaming your body possessively. she breaks the kiss to bury her face in your neck, breathing heavily. “you’re mine, you hear me? no one else gets to touch you like this.”

“i know, i love you.”

“i love you more baby.”

a/n: ok this took forever and it’s still bad but i wanted it to be perfect bc i didn’t like my other fics also new writing style who cheered! nobody. anyway thanks for reading pls pls pls send requests/asks other than just “smut” because that’s literally all i have .. also i used this website to help with words to use for my writing and it works like magic bro😭😭 ok bye yap yap

[gingerteafairy]

𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙠𝙞𝙝𝙤𝙬 (𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙭𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

Peter had to thank wikiHow creator for finally getting a girlfriend.

tags n warnings: smut, idiots in love, kinda fluff, virgin!peter, cockwarming, piv, cursing, mdni, porn w little plot. word count: 3.1k

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You were sprawled out on the carpet next to Peter, your heads almost touching as you watched yet another one of his dumb Facebook videos. Feet nudging each other, the usual deal with your weird best friend. "Check this out—dude literally fires a gun with just his toes."

"Peter, I’m over this!" you groan, suddenly sitting up and breaking the rhythm.

Peter shoots you a confused, slightly annoyed glance before sitting up too, his eyebrows knitting together. "Over what? We’re just chillin’ on our phones." He tosses his phone down like it betrayed him.

"Exactly! We’re supposed to be hanging out, and instead, we’re glued to our screens. It’s so lame!" you exclaim, throwing your hands up for emphasis before crossing your legs on the floor.

"Oh, my bad," he smirks, leaning back on his hands. "What’s next? Tea party with stuffed animals?"

"Ha-ha, you’re hilarious," you deadpan, grabbing your phone and unlocking it. "No, but we’re doing something—anything but this."

"Wait a sec. You’re the one yelling about phones, and now you’re all up in yours again?" He shakes his head, laughing, his knees bumping against yours as he leans forward.

"I’m looking for ideas, genius. Clearly, neither of us can think of something fun on our own," you fire back, scrolling until your face lights up. "Got it. This is perfect."

You spin your phone around, showing him the screen. He leans in, squinting suspiciously. "No way. 150 Questions to Ask Your Boyfriend? And it’s from freakin’ wikiHow?"

"It’s better than watching you scroll through those ancient Facebook memes. You’re, like, the only dude under 25 who still uses that app," you tease, tilting your head at him while scrolling through the list.

"Hey, Facebook is underrated. Some of the groups on there are gold, like—"

"'Looking for an Inmate to Date.' Don’t even start. I know about that one," you interrupt, breaking into laughter. "I’ll give you that—it’s iconic. Alright, here’s one for you: what color would you erase from the world, and why?"

Peter stretches out his legs and grins. "Ooo, deep question. Hmm... pink."

"Pink? What did pink ever do to you?" you ask, laughing as you shift closer to him, sitting on your knees now.

"I don’t know; it just bugs me. Especially that blinding hot pink. You know, the shade old ladies wear to the grocery store like it’s a fashion statement," he says, gesturing dramatically with his hands.

You snort, nudging his shoulder. "Alright, your turn—ask me one."

"You’re not gonna answer the color thing?" He raises an eyebrow, his mouth quirking up in challenge.

"Nope. Gotta keep the mystery alive," you reply, leaning back on your palms.

"Fine," he smirks, scrolling dramatically through the questions. "Alright, here’s one: pick three items from the store to guarantee the cashier gives you weird looks." Peter’s grin widens as he leans toward you. "And don’t even think about copping out with something boring."

“Lub, car wax, and cat litter," you laugh as you count them off on your fingers. “It's always the sex ones.”

"I’ve got a better one: Condoms, yogurt, and pliers," Peter chimes in with a smug grin.

Your jaw drops in exaggerated shock, and you lightly smack his shoulder. "You’re disgusting!" you exclaim, laughing so hard you almost lose your balance. “That's criminal.”

He leans back with a smirk as you scroll for another question. “I'm just more creative than you.”

"Alright, here’s a good one," you announce, eyes twinkling. "What’s your favorite thing about me?"

Peter tilts his head, resting his chin in his hands as he looks you over, scanning your face and, embarrassingly, your whole body. The intensity of his gaze makes your cheeks heat up. It wasn’t exactly a secret that you had a crush on Peter Maximoff. The problem was he was dumb enough to miss that this question was a trap—a way to find out if he might feel the same. He felt. Bad. And just like him, you were stupid enough to not notice.

"You’re funny," he says plainly, snapping you out of your thoughts.

The simplicity of his answer makes your smile falter for a split second, and he notices immediately. Concern flashes in his eyes as he leans closer.

"That’s it?" you shot, eyebrows furrowing as you lean forward, trying to catch his gaze.

Peter’s cheeks turn pink—faster than anything else about him, really—and he shifts awkwardly, running a hand through his hair. "Having a good sense of humor is important," he adds quickly, smiling nervously. "And...you’re cute. That’s cool too."

The reassurance makes your heart do a weird little flip, though you try to keep your face neutral. "Your turn," he spat, clearly eager to move the spotlight off himself.

"You’re smart," you reply confidently, straightening your posture as if declaring a fact. "You’re handsome, funny, and it’s like you can read my mind because you always know what makes me laugh. You’re always on time—because, well, you’re fast. You’re interesting in literally everything you do, and—"

You stop mid-sentence, realizing how much you were rambling.

"Wow, didn’t know I was all that," Peter teases, grinning at you like the cat that got the cream. Then, of course, because he’s Peter, he leans in to push your buttons further. "You’re gorgeous. You smell amazing. You’re funny. Super smart. And you’ve got killer taste in music."

Your cheeks practically catch fire, and you manage to stammer, "Thanks...Peter..."

But before you can regain your composure, he snatches your phone and grins. Next question. Same topic. Let’s keep this going.”

"If you could ask me anything, what would it be?" Peter’s voice carried that teasing edge you’d come to know too well, and you immediately felt your throat tighten.

You swallowed hard, a nervous laugh bubbling up as you looked away, pretending to focus on the texture of the carpet. Your mind was racing with unspoken questions—Do you like me as much as I like you? Do you ever think about kissing me? Have you ever fantasized about me?—but instead, you chickened out and asked, "What song reminds you of me?"

He chuckled, a little too casually, like it was the silliest question ever. You pouted instinctively, your lips forming an adorable little curve that he secretly loved.

"Sorry," he said, waving a hand as if to dismiss his laugh. "Uh... I don’t know, maybe something old, like Can’t Take My Eyes Off You or something. This is a tough one—requires actual brainpower."

"Unbelievable," you said, shaking your head with a soft laugh. "It’s not that hard."

Peter smirked, shifting closer to you, his shoulder lightly bumping yours. He loved how easily flustered you got, and you could feel his gaze lingering on you again, just enough to make your cheeks burn.

"Okay, if I could ask you anything," he started, leaning in slightly, "it’d be...what’s your favorite memory of us?"

"Uh...I think it’s that time I was craving chocolate, and you brought me some in, like, two seconds," you said, smiling softly. "Then you told me about your powers, and you were so worried I’d freak out or something. But I just laughed."

Peter laughed too, relaxing his posture as he propped himself up on one elbow. "Man, I really thought you’d throw a frying pan at me or something dramatic like that."

"Why would I do that?" you giggled, feeling lighter just from the sound of his laugh.

"Because it’d be funny," he shot back, grinning. Then, shifting uncomfortably on the floor, he groaned. "Alright, this carpet’s killing me. Let’s move to the bed—it’s comfier."

You nodded, trying not to overthink the casual suggestion, and followed him as you both climbed onto the soft mattress. He sprawled out on his side, scrolling through more questions on your phone while you perched next to him, your legs tucked underneath you.

"If you were a sandwich, what would you be?" you asked, breaking the silence with a grin.

"Easy. Bacon cheeseburger. 100%," he said confidently, barely missing a beat as he handed your phone back and stole a glance at you out of the corner of his eye.

You noticed, of course—you always did. Instead of calling him out, you just smiled to yourself, feeling your heart race every time your gazes met. The room was filled with a quiet, happy tension, both of you a little shy but still enjoying the moment.

Even when he turned back to the phone, scrolling for another question, Peter couldn’t help but smirk to himself. He loved how easy it was to make you blush, and the fact that you didn’t seem to mind? That made it all the better. “What's your kinks?”

The question caught you off guard, and for a moment, you just stared at him, blinking as if your brain had short-circuited. And suddenly you remembered Peter's dirty mind. What could be worse than saying your biggest kink was your best friend fingerfucking you at light speed?

“Uhm… I don't know…the usual. Missionary or doggy. Dunno.” you shrugged, obviously. “What about you?”

“Alphabetically or chronologically?” he shot and you rolled your eyes, nudging him. But the way you looked up at him, so curious with those eyes he could steal the world for you to look at him again this way gave courage for him. “Cockwarming…I guess…”

“Have you ever tried it?” you questioned, biting your lip to calm your heartbeats. It was the first time you really made a move onto Peter's oblivious being.

“Not actually.” He giggled, scratching his head. “I'm virgin. Yes. I said it. Virgin as olive oil. Boom society. Peter Maximoff is a virgin as hell.”

“That's ironic, virginity is something pure in our culture.” You joked, untucking your legs as you pressed your thighs together. “Would you…you know… like to try?”

“Pfft, obvious.” He giggled, rolling his eyes. “But who will I make it? I don't picture anyone interested in me.”

“How can you be so fucking dumb?” You spat and shut instantly by realizing you said it out loud. Talking alone wasn't a good thing.

“Why am I dumb? You are dumb for calling me dumb, you idiot.” He scoffed, offended. And yeah. Peter was dumb enough to not realize your intentions.

“You're dumb because I'm fucking offering me to cockwarm you, asshole.” You exploded in a low voice, eyeing him through your lashes, focusing on Peters trying to search the right words.

“Really?” He stammered, shifting his weight on the mattress.

“Y-Yeah…” you stuttered, three tones redder than before, nodding.

“Uhm…Okay…Yeah…Great…” He looked down, scratching his neck just to get his eyes back on you, completely shy about the situation. “You…You wanna do it now?”

You nodded, timid enough that nothing understandable came out of your mouth. Peter swallowed and looked at you several times before coming with the decision of kissing you. Yeah. That would be great. He thought.

“What are you doing?” You ask, frowning weirdly when his face comes closer to yours.

He groaned, downing his head, lifting just as fast. “I thought that kissing you would be a great start, you dumb.”

You snorted, taking a deep breath. Okay, you were dumb on that. “Fine. Let 's… do it.” you mumbled, turning your face in that weird position where your shoulders touched to close the gap between you, brushing your lips on his and wow, Peter had surprisingly soft lips way better than any of your dirty imaginations before bed.

Fast as the speed of light, Peter hummed in your mouth feeling his cock already rock hard on his pants. He broke the kiss, opening his eyes slowly to focus on yours. “it…it was good. You're a good kisser.”

“Yeah.” You muttered, glancing at his lips mid-parted. “You unzip your pants or…you want me to do it?”

“Whatever's good for you. I…can do it.” He shrugged, freezing before shaking his head and unzipping and down his pants in one second, his cock standing deliciously on his belly.

Your mouth instantly watered at the sight, obligating you to swallow to get rid of the excess saliva. “Uhm… I'll… get undressed.” You announced, gazing his tip wet in pre-cum.

“Great.” he muttered, waiting for you, deep breathing when you lifted your hip to get rid of your shorts, crawling to toss it on the floor. And when you did, fuck, Peter had to concentrate on anything for not cumming by seeing your covered ass up and wet sweet patch on your panties. Pink. The color he hated. Whatever, he loved pink now. Pink was definitely his favorite color. He would buy anything pink from the supermarket.

You came back to your place, eyeing his tip, wetter than a few seconds ago. Shit, you were going crazy. “Can I…”

“Sure.” He promptly agreed, opening his legs a little wide so you could fit on his lap.

You nodded and took off your panties, crawling again to sit on his lap, carefully wrapping your hand on his length while you placed it on your entrance. “I'll…I'll do it now, okay?” You purred, hating yourself for sounding so desperate. Fuck, his veiny cock was facing your pussy. You. Peter. Cockwarming. This wasn't your imagination.

“Okay.” He grunted, breathing heavily. You slowly inserted his tip, sliding down with your eyes on the back of your head when you both moaned together. Nothing could describe how good Peter's cock felt on your pussy. Bad news. You got a new addition.

You moaned needy when his dick was fully inside you, not helping your hips to wiggle slowly, enjoying the sensation. “Uhm…Peter.”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. It's wet. Oh my god it's so wet.” He estates, throwing his head back. You were warm, tight, so fucking wet for him he thought he was in a pool. “I love your pussy.”

You hummed, swaying your hip back and forth to increase the friction. He grabbed your hip, helping you with the movement. “Yeah, Peter. Just like this. Hmmm, this is fucking good. You feel so fucking good on me.” You mewl, giving him a piece of heaven when you made a dirty round movement on his cock, clenching your walls when he pulsate on you.

Peter shutted his eyes, opening to gaze at your intimates together, especially on his dick juiced by your juices, lewd and noisy delicious sounds from it echoing in the room. “Can…can I touch you?”

“Uh-huh.” You nodded, absorbed in the pleasure. “Please… Please touch me, Peter…Uhmmmm...”

Peter licked his lips, pushing your body to crash on his chest, where he wasted no time to kiss you roughly while his fingers snaked to your cunt, at first, touching slowly, but he had a better idea. He buzzed his fingers, feeling proud when he felt you trembling on him, moving your legs desperately and moaning lustfully on him, dropping your head on his shoulder.

“m gonna cum. Peter, shut, cumming.” you whined, arching your back by melting on his cock, screaming his name on your orgasm, fire pooling on your lower belly.

“Fuck. Yeah…you're so hot. This…oh my god.” He interrupted, moaning when your pussy just clenched him so right that he twisted the positions with your ass up, fucking you miserably fast and good with your face on his fluffy pillow.

“Peter!” You screamed muffled, fisting your nail on the duvet, biting it as it was enough to make that overstimulation less crazy. Not effective, you just had the feeling of cumming again when his cock kissed your cervix multiple times as he fucked himself deep on your cunt, stuffing it with his fat cock.

“Your…pussy…it's so fucking good. God, i…had…uhmm…” he moaned, rocking his hips so fast that it could be confused by the same buzz his fingers did on your clit. “You're so hot, you're so beautiful…uhmm…say my name, baby. Please…”

“Peter, fuck…more…” you sob. Fucking Peter was a drug, he was shamelessly good on that, having you cumming again with your vision fading black.

He breathed, slowing his sway on a magnetic decrescendo, burying his head on your neck as he forked his fingers on your hair. “Didn't know cockwarming was…this…fucking good.”

You nodded, mind blank as your mouth opened synchronized to his balls deep on you, the same swing on your tits, where he cared to cup them on one hand while the other continued to buzz. All your mind could think was Peter's veins and tip stuffing you perfectly. “Peter…your cock is so…fucking good. Why…why didn't you do it later?”

“Fuck, dunno.” he gasped, forcing a fast pace again, harder then before, humming when his thrust touched your beloved place that made you squeak and grin under him. “Is…is it here?”

“Yes! Yes,yes, fuck yes.” You babbled, soaking his bed on drool and melting juices of your abused cunt who seemed never to give up on taking him well.

“Shit, im gonna cum.” He moaned, taking his cock out, pumping him and spreading his seed on your back, thick wires of cum on your skin and it seemed like it wasn't enough, it just came and came. Til he finished, crashing on the mattress facing the ceiling.

You groaned, plopping your elbows on the bed to sit up, shaking your sweaty hair off your face to look at Peter. You grinned, giggling stupidly while he chuckled gazing at you. Soon, the giggles turned into laughter as you fell on his body, relaxing on a fulfilling peace.

“D’you even realize that we used wikiHow to fuck?” You chortled, pursuing his lips.

“Yeah. Like how to dig your best friend. Wikihow knows the best.” he snorted, stroking your hair, his eyes demanding a different shine that told secretly all his feelings for you. It wasn't enough, though. Peter had to say. “Do you know I have a thing for you, right?”

“Yeah, how big is this thing?” You ask, resting your chin on your palm to glance at him, a gesture that made him squeeze your exposed breast.

“Big as your booba.” He teased, sticking his tongue. “I'm kidding. It 's like…really big. I kinda love you.”

“You do?” you teased back, giggling when he shifted positions to peck your lips. Your heart exploded when he deepened carefully, wrapping his arms on your waist.

“Yes, I do.” He remarked, kissing the tip of your nose. “Do you love me or you just wanted to use my cock for your own selfish purpose?”

You frowned, pretending to think. “Both.”

“You little…” he laughed, running his hands on your sides to briefly tickle you as a light punishment. Kissing as a sorry. “But you can use me for that. I won't complain.”

“I will.” You reassured, pushing him by the back of his neck to another kiss. “And I love you.”

[andriiorrr]

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙨.

ART X READER X TASHI .

✦ warnings ; threesome (if it wasn’t obvious),makeout session,fingering,oral (m & f receiving),tashi just focusing on your pleasure instead of hers but you don’t let that slide,readers belly is pierced!, mentions of drinking, reader,tashi & art have a drink or two maybe even more. fluff.

☆ Summary ; you were really close with art and tashi, you were good friends with them, but what happens when they invite to you spend the night & y’all play never have I ever.

It was nighttime , you were just chillin’ on your couch watching a show your phone next to you. It suddenly rang, you groaned picking your up wondering who would be calling you while you were oh so relaxed in your comfort zone.

That was until you saw who was calling you, It was Tashi. You smiled answering the phone. “Hey, what’s up?” you giggled. “Hey uh well, you sound awfully happy, but me & art were just wondering if you wanted to come over and spend the night, lily’s with her babysitter right now. we just wanted to see if you wanna hang out like we all used to?” Tashi says, looking at Art, she fiddles with her skirt. Art looks at her from the drivers seat and leans his head on the steering wheel putting his hand on tashi’s thigh watching as tashi talks to you on the phone.

“Yeah, I’ll be over in 20. See you then?” you say smiling “no actually we’re gonna pick you up, if that’s okay with you?” Tashi murmurs softly. you were honestly taken aback but you were glad you didn’t have to use any gas in your car. “Yeah no that’ll be fine, let me just pack a change of clothes” you get up grabbing your silk pj shorts & a button up silk pj shirt.

“Alright be there in 10.” Tashi says & hangs up. You were honestly kinda happy to be spending time with Art & Tashi, you did miss them a lot. You were all busy people and you never had a problem with it. Tashi or Art sometimes both of them would call you to check up on you. It was never a problem you actually didn’t mind it and if you were honestly speaking, it did make you feel special. You snap out of thoughts, grabbing a bag to put your clothes in it. You heard your text notification from your phone. “we’re outside.” Tashi texted you.

You liked her message, throwing your bag over your shoulder you grab your keys walking out the door. You turn around locking the door then putting it in your bag, you look around to see Tashi & Art standing infront of their car kissing. You smile softly at the lovebirds and walk up to them.

“Okay you two, y’all came to pick me up not swap spits infront of my house and in my face” you giggle tucking your hair behind your ears. Tashi and Art pull apart, Art grins and lets out a breathy laugh while Tashi simply rolls her eyes playfully. They walk to the front while you open the back door and hop in.

Suddenly, Art pulls in. You look up out the window to see y’all are already here. “We’re here” Tashi chimes. You open the door getting out as well as Art & Tashi, Art takes your bag smiling softly at you and walks to the door unlocking it. You trail behind Art & Tashi, “make yourself comfortable” Tashi motions. You smile at her softly, you take off your shoes and go walk up to Tashi’s and Art’s Bedroom. You sit on the edge of their bed. Fiddling with yours fingers, to be honest your were kinda, actually scratch that you were fucking nervous as hell. It’s been a while since you,art and tashi hung out. Your thoughts were interrupted by tashi and art walking in, art holding a bottle of wine and some cups while tashi brought snacks. You get more comfortable on the bed sitting criss cross.

The bed dips on both sides of you, Tashi on your Left, Art on your right. Tashi hands you the snacks and you smile taking them, Art pours the wine in three cups, handing you one, then tashi and he takes one for himself.

You were all 3 drinks in, Playing never have I ever when tashi suddenly said “Never have I ever had a threesome.” Tashi & Art drank the rest of their drink, while you stared at the rest of your drink in your lap tracing the top of your cup the silence taking over. Art and Tashi look at you then they look at each other exchanging looks. Suddenly tashi cups your face catching you off guard, you look up at her your lips part as you look at her in awe. She gives you a soft smile and presses her plush lips against yours. Art watches as you and Tashi lock lips, with a smirk on the corner of his lips. You kiss her back, enjoying the sweet taste of her lips. Tashi's hand traces down from your waist to your thigh.

Tashi pulls you onto her lap without breaking the kiss, you gasp as she presses her toned lean body against yours. Tashi deepens the kiss, her tongue slipping past your parted lips to taste more of yours. She moans into your mouth as she places her hand on your lower back pressing you even closer to her.

Tashi pulls back from the kiss, a thin string of saliva connecting the two from her lips to yours. She chuckles and strokes your hair as you breathlessly look into her eyes.

You look down at tashi then art, your face felt hot.

Art’s gaze burns into you and tashi, his expression darkens as he watches the two of you. He bites his lips at you when Tashi kisses your shoulder, and whispers a soft “Art would want a taste too.”

Tashi then grips your hips and pushes you off her lap and onto the bed. She then proceeds to climb on-top of you. A gasp leaves your lips as her hands grab onto your wrists pinning them above your head. Her body presses against yours, as she kiss down your neck to your chest. “Can I?” Tashi looks up at you, heavy breathes were the only sound in the room, you nod softly in a daze. “Wanna hear you say it baby” tashi says making you bite your lip at the fact she called you baby.

“Please, I want you and art” you softly murmur and whine, and thats all it takes for her to put her hand up your shirt, she stops suddenly when she feels your belly piercing. “Take your shirt off” She says her tone wasn’t like she was asking you, she was commanding you to.

You comply and take off your shirt, you have the perfect toned midriff, it’s not surprising since you work out regularly. Tashi softly smiles at you as she caresses your smooth skin, her thumb traced your belly piercing as she sat on top of you. “Gosh you’re perfect.” Tashi says as Art comes to you tucking your hair behind your hair. “Our pretty girl” he softly murmurs.

Heat runs through your body as you feel tashis hands roam your chest admiring every curve of your body. Art’s touch makes you shiver, his voice so deep in your ear as he praised you.

Tashi then leans up to kiss your lips, her lips were sweet and soft. You kiss her back, wrapping you arms around her neck pulling slightly on her hair making her moan and shiver against your lips. Tashi moans into your mouth before leaning away to catch her breath, her cheeks flushed with arousal. Art watched you making you feel even more embarrassed and aroused at the same time. 

“Come here” you say breathlessly to art. Art kneels on the bed next to you and Tashi and immediately connects his lips with yours. He kisses you hungrily his hands running down your body, he moaned against your lips once his hand felt your piercing as his thumb traced it. Art deepens the kiss, his tongue slips into your mouth tasting your hot breaths as you tried your best to kiss him back. Tashi started to place kisses on the exposed skin at the nape of your neck while Art dominated your mouth. Both of their hands roamed your body, and their moans of appreciation vibrated against your skin. Art then bit down on your bottom lip making you gasp.

Art used your gasp of surprise to slip his tongue into your mouth. Tashi started to kiss even lower, going from your nape down to your chest. Her hands roamed your body as she worshipped you. Art then pulled away from your lips, and kissed Tashi’s head as he moved away from the two of you. Your eyes followed him, wondering what he was doing as Tashi continued to kiss your chest making her way to your waist. Tashi kissed and licked your belly getting close to the waistband of your shorts. You bite your bottom of your lip, your imagination running wild. Art then grabbed your chin, tilting your head up at him. His eyes were clouded with lust, and his expression told you that you were in for quite the night.

Your breath hitched as Art’s eyes raked over your half-naked figure on the bed with a sultry gaze. He then leaned down to press a hot kiss onto your lips, his tongue swirling around your own, savoring the flavor of you. Tashi slides her hands into your shorts Tashi slides her hands into your shorts making you gasp into Art’s mouth. Her hands explore your skin, her touches set aflame your skin. You moan into Art’s mouth biting onto his plush bottom lip.

Art then broke the kiss and moved his lips to your neck, his hot breath against your skin made you whine and shiver. You close your eyes enjoying Art’s kisses, his teeth nibbling on your sensitive skin. His hands slowly move from your hips all the way to your navel. You gasp when his hand softly brushes your bellybutton piercing.

Tashi finger slips into your cunt, you let out a loud gasp at the pleasure, you let out a moan and whimper. “It’s okay baby” she murmurs softly. Tashi slides her finger in and out of your wet cunt slowly, teasing you. You let out soft whimpers and grip onto her shirt as art kisses you swallowing your whimpers and moans.

Your moans vibrate in his mouth in a melody, he sucks on your bottom lip. Slowly teasing your sensitive buds with his tongue, drinking in the sweet sounds leaving your mouth. Your breathing was shaky your body felt like it was on fire, but before you could get a release Tashi slowed down her pace making you moan against Art’s mouth in disappointment. “Tashi don’t stop please.” You beg.

“You’re so needy, already begging” Tashi says with amusement, yet she obliges you and picks up her pace. Your moans become wanton and needy as she moves her finger in and out of you faster and faster, as your toes curl from pleasure. Art then reaches to caress your breast, making you shiver under his touch. “I’m gonna—“ you gasp out, your head feels fuzzy from Tashi’s quick pacing leaving you in a state of bliss. Art then captures your lips with his own, swallowing your moans. Tashi rubs your clit while picking up her pace going faster.

Your moans grow louder as her pace gets faster, your eyes fluttering slightly as the heat in your stomach builds and grows like a fire. Art breaks the kiss, his voice breathless against your neck “We want to hear you sweetheart.” He says, his voice low and husky.

“Come on, we wanna hear those gorgeous moans leave your lips.” Tashi adds, as she curls her fingers inside you. You moan, letting out a loud whine. You moan once more gripping onto the sheets, your toes curled, and your body squirming, the pressure in your core builds at the edge. You can’t speak other than to let out incoherent sounds. Suddenly, as you approach your high, you were so fucking close.

“Come on baby, let Art and I take care of you” Tashi whispers in your ear. Art reaches down to cup your cheek as you look into his dark eyes, his thumb softly stroking your cheek. You see the sincerity in his gaze, that all he wants is for you to feel good. Tashi quickens her fingers, your moans grow louder and her eyes never leave your face.

It finally happens when you look into Tashi’s eyes while she watches you cum on her fingers.

You cum undone with a cry, your body shaking and trembling from the release. Tashi pulls out her fingers letting you ride out your orgasm. You lay on the bed taking in shaky labored breaths, your chest heaving up and down as you recover. Art brushes back the strands of hair from your face, his hands caressing your damp skin. He smiles at you with affection.

You take a moment then get up going between Tashi’s legs sinking on the floor “wanna taste you” you say as you look up at her your head resting on her thigh. Tashi's breath hitches in her neck, her eyes fluttering at your touch. Her body shivers when she feels your breath on her sensitive skin. She bites her bottom lip as she watches you between her thighs. "Please"  she whispered. You pull Tashi’s panties down open her legs as you lick her clit your tongue flicking her clit then you move to her entrance licking and sucking all the right places. Tashi moans and shivers under your touch, her head falling back against the headboard. Her hands run through your hair, her nails scraping against your scalp making Tashi shiver. “Just like that baby” she moans out her voice breathy. You lick Tashi’s cunt, lapping and licking up all her juices.

Tashi’s moans grow in volume as she squirms under your touch, your moans vibrated against her sensitive cunt leaving her in a state of bliss. Tashi grips your hair “So close Baby, so fucking close.” She whines. “C’mon baby, don’t stop” she moans, her nails dig into your scalp making you moan out and in return making her squirm and shiver with pleasure. The room was filled with sounds of pleasure, whines, moans.

Art watches, groaning at the sight of you between his wife’s legs. Art watches you with lust filled eyes, the fire of passion burning in his gaze. You could see just how much he enjoyed watching you worship his wife, and that made your face feel hotter as it already was.

Your head was swimming, the passion and adoration for Tashi burned through your veins. You look up at her through your eyelashes drinking in the sight of her flushed expression as she moans out your name. “Baby, im close, so close” Tashi moans out her chest rising and falling rapidly. You moan into tashi’s cunt. Tashi cries out your name louder, her hips arching up as her body shakes as she cums. Her eyes flutter before rolling back and closing shut from the feeling, her chest rises and falls rapidly as her shaky panting fills the room.

Art can’t help but watch in awe as his future wife comes undone from your touch. Seeing her flushed red face, hearing her breathless moans and heavy panting made his loins burn. Seeing you between her legs had him entranced, your name fell so naturally and beautiful from her red bitten lips.

You lean up to kiss Art, it was slow and languid as your tongue ran against his own. He moans against your mouth, cupping your cheek against his warm palm as he kissed you back. He pours into the kiss his desire and the adoration he held for you. You palm his hardened cock, running your hand over it. Art lets out a groan at this feeling, his mouth leaving yours as his breath hit your neck. “Your touch feels so good sweetheart” he whispers against your skin. You pull arts pants down then his boxers. You stroke his cock teasingly. Pre-cum leaking at the tip of his cock. He lets out a groan at the feeling, his breath fanning over your neck, as your touch makes him shiver. “You’re teasing me” he murmurs against your neck, his head hung. “You like the way my hand feels?” You say breathlessly as tashi kisses your neck.

“God yes.. please..” he whispers his voice low and husky against your ear. His breath hitches as you run your thumb over his head. “Please,” he says again, his voice desperate as he shivers from your touch. Tashi lets out a giggle, biting the junction of your neck and shoulder. You sink to your knees licking the tip of arts cock while stroking him your pace going a bit faster. “Fuck” art whines out. You wrapped your lips around arts cock. He pulsed against your tongue as you took him deeper, his thighs tensing where your hands rested against him. He bucked slightly, brushing the back of your throat. When you gagged around him you bobbed your head up and down faster. His breath hitches at the feeling, his head falling back slightly, fuck— your mouth felt so fucking good around his cock. His body shook and trembled under your touch, his face flushed red. Gosh— if you kept doing that he’s gonna cum right on the spot.

“So close” art whimpers out as he grips your head fucking your mouth as tashi moves your hair from falling into your face. As Art fucks yours mouth you can feel the oxygen leave you, but you couldn’t care less you let Art use your mouth up to his pleasure as long as you get to hear those oh so pretty moans. “Gonna— mm fuck” art whines out “cumming!” Art whines out as he cums in your mouth, and you swallow every last fucking bit. You pull away gasping softly for air. Tashi grabs your chin softly making you look at her “you did so good baby.” She kissed you and pulls up making you lay between her and art, “you’re so pretty when you cum, I hope you know that” art murmurs into your neck holding you close. “That she is” tashi softly murmurs smiling, she tucks your hair behind your ear as Art rubs you soothingly “goodnight our pretty girl.” They both whisper into your ear as you all drift of to sleep and just like that.

The world finally stopped.

[squidflavoredsoup]

Heya!

Haven’t heard about Billiam in a little bit. Can we get some life updates about you two, if it’s not too invasive?

Thank you! Digital hugs to both of you! :DD

haiiii yeah no worries dude! we’ve just been chillin i’ve been working on trying to make him more comfortable here n getting to know him

after some asks uhh he didn’t want to talk to me for a bit so i’ve been working on that

i think u guys upset him a bit w all the music n the triangles n six fingers???? but we’re fine now so i’ll get back to updating yall abt him

ALSO

uhh i don’t trust him w my phone so i’ll give him some paper and crayons n let him answer some of yalls questions since u guys wanted me to do that :))

try not to ask anything that might get me yelled at😭😭

[xxx-angie]

adamsapple incorrect quotes (featuring angel dust)

@rius-cave

--- Adam, talking about Lucifer: WHAT THE FUCK I WAS ARGUING WITH THEM AND I SAID “OOH YOU WANNA KISS ME SO BAD” AND GUESS WHAT? THEY DID. THEY KISSED ME. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT DO I DO. --- Adam: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Lucifer: steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely Adam: That one. I want that one. --- Adam: I truly go into housewife mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning. Lucifer: This is a lie. Lucifer: I'm literally dating them. This is a lie. Lucifer: THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS. --- Angel, watching Lucifer and Adam from afar: Two Bros, Chillin in a hot tub. Five feet apart because they think they’re not gay, BUT THEY REALLY ARE- --- Angel: So, how long have you and Lucifer been together? Adam: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Lucifer and I are not together. No. No. Angel: Really? Sixteen ‘nos’? Really? --- Lucifer: I can't take this anymore, someone needs to take me out! Adam: In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way? Lucifer: I don't know, surprise me! --- Lucifer: I can't take this anymore, someone needs to take me out! Adam: In a dating type of way, or an assassination type of way? Lucifer: I don't know, surprise me! --- Adam: BE A BETTER PERSON! Lucifer: WHY?! Adam: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART! --- Lucifer, throwing their head into Adam's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! Adam, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are. --- Lucifer: I think we should kiss. Adam: And I think you should die but we don’t always get what we want. --- Adam: Lucifer and I are no longer dating. Lucifer: Adam, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married. --- Lucifer: Holding up a pack of pencils These are kinda cute. Adam: Lucifer, that’s gay. Lucifer: We’ve been dating for 2 years— --- Adam: We have a problem. Lucifer: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them. --- Lucifer: You have to apologize to them Adam. Adam: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with! --- Lucifer: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreshing. Adam: Are you a software update? because not right now. --- Adam: How do I tell Lucifer that I want them to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée?

[inlovewithmyhyperfixations]

anyways i made this :D

im rlly proud of it, i love it SO much :)

it’s so cute

in love

screaming

can’t believe i actually made that

but like

it also looks like this:

i thought it would be a small doodle T-T

it’s fine, we’re chillin’

[sooniessoulmate]

𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚗 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟷 - 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝟶𝚝𝟾

♥️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟶♠️ 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚌𝚑.𝟷𝟸♣️

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟷 - 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕

The sun slowly set as Wooyoung, San, and Mingi quietly rode in the back of a limousine to the hotel Malaga where Seven’s exchange was supposed to be going down.

Mingi looked at both Wooyoung then San and asked, “you both have your ear pieces in, right?”

“Of course, asshole,” San snapped. “This isn’t our first mission, ya know.”

“Devil isn’t connected,” Yeosang announced into their earpieces. 

San smacked Wooyoung’s arm, “put it in now,” he growled. 

“I hate wearing these,” Wooyoung whined. 

“Too bad,” Mingi huffed. “We need to be in complete communication.”

“Fine,” Wooyoung sighed, shoving his ear piece into his ear. “Is that better?”

“Alright you’re all connected,” Yeosang announced. 

“Do you all remember the plan?” Seonghwa asked into their ear pieces. 

“Yea,” the boys said in unison. 

“I’m posing as Jackson Wang and making the exchange in his place,” Mingi said. 

“I’m going to be positioned on the rooftop,” San said. 

“And I’m chillin by the bar,” Wooyoung said. 

“How will we know if Wang…” Mingi started. 

But before he could finish the question, all three of the boys’ phones dinged. They looked at the text they received and saw a picture of a handsome man. 

“This is Jackson Wang,” Seonghwa informed. “San and Wooyoung you both need to keep an eye out for him.”

“What should we do if we spot him?” San wondered.

“I don’t know, get creative,” Seonghwa hissed. “But he cannot go into the basement until Mingi is out, safely.”

“Understood,” Wooyoung nodded.

“I don't look anything like him,” Mingi announced, with a touch of panic in his voice.

“That doesn’t matter,” Seonghwa stated, coldly.  “Do you have the envelope that I gave you?”

“Yea,” Mingi nodded.

“There is an id in there with your picture, matched to his name,” Seonghwa continued. “With that and the cash, they won’t question it. Besides, who would be stupid enough to go into their domain and try to rob them?”

“Us,” Mingi laughed, “We’re dumb enough.”

San smacked Mingi on the back of his head, “that was a fucking rhetorical question you dumbass.”

“What the fuck is a ‘retard-icicle’ question” Mingi growled, rubbing the back of his head with this hand.

“That doesn’t even sound like ‘rhetorical’, what the fuck is wrong with you,” San snapped.

“It sounds the same to me,” Mingi argued. “I’m sorry I’m not as ‘fancy’ as you are and I don't know all these ‘big words’,” Mingi mocked.

“You are such a fucking idiot,” San grunted, “I can’t believe you’re trusting him with all of this, the fucking moron can barely get dressed on his own.” 

“Knock it off,” Seonghwa growled. “Thats enough fucking around. San, you need to have more faith in Mingi, you know he is damn good at what he does.” 

“You hear that?” Mingi smirked, “I’m damn good at what I do. I didn’t hear the boss say that about you.”

“I don’t need constant reassurance to know how fucking great I am,” San boasted. “I’m not a little bitch like that.”

“Wooyoung,” Seonghwa interrupted, “If there is one more word out of either one of them, unless I tell them to speak, I want you to shoot BOTH of them in their knee caps.”

“Bet,” Wooyoung smiled, sitting up happily.

“This mission needs to go off without a hitch, understood?” Seonghwa stated with no response.

He took a deep breath and snarled, “Yeosang and I will be watching. Now get the damn job done right.”

The limousine came to a stop. San looked out of the window and said, “It’s showtime, boys.” 

They exited the limo and entered the club together, splitting up as soon as they were inside. San made his way to the roof top where he set up his assault rifle and started scanning the perimeter, Wooyoung sat at the bar and proceeded to scan the nightclub, and Mingi carried the duffle bag full of money through the club. He weaved in and out of people until he reached a hallway leading to the bathrooms and a staircase. Mingi followed the stairs and walked down the long eerie hallway until he reached a metal door. 

“Alright, guys I’m at the door,” Mingi quietly said. 

“You’re all clear up here,” San responded into the earpiece 

“All clear in here,” Wooyoung announced.

Mingi raised his hand up and pushed the button, sending a signal inside the room.

The door opened, just enough for Mingi to enter. Once he was completely inside the door slammed shut and he had four men surrounding him with guns aimed at his head. One of the men grabbed Mingi’s duffle bag and handed it to another man who was standing behind the armed men. 

“Woaw, is this really necessary?” Mingi laughed. “You knew I was coming.”

“Shut the fuck up,” A man said grabbing Mingi from the back and shoving him face first onto a table. He then proceeded to pat Mingi down for any weapons or wires. He grabbed the wallet that was in Mingi’s pocket, opened it and started rifling through the contents. 

“Jackson Wang?” the man asked.

“The one, the only,” Mingi responded with a smirk on his face. “Now come on I have shit to do, can we get this going?”

The man holding the duffle bag handed it to another man who took it to a table in the corner of the room, looking through the contents.

“One can never be too safe,” a man said, appearing out from the shadows. 

“All the money is there,” Mingi announced. “Now where's my shit?”

“Calm your ass down,” the man growled. “You are not in control. In here we play by my rules.”

“This is bullshit,” Mingi snapped. “Don’t tell me, you’re gonna rob me.”

“I mean who could stop me?” the man smirked. “I could keep my drugs and your money…sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me.”

“But if you do that, you’ll start a war,” Mingi said. “And Medusa will bring all of her wrath down onto you. Is that the price you are willing to pay?”

“Life has been quite boring around these parts lately,” the man smiled. 

“It’s all here,” the man who was counting the money said.

“I just spotted the target,” San stated into their earpieces. “Hurry up, Maverick. Move this shit along.”

A man walked over to a cabinet against the wall and pulled out a duffle bag, handing it to Mingi.

“It was a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Wang,” the man smirked. “Now get out of here before I change my mind.”

Mingi smiled, heading towards the door. “Have a wonderful night, fellas.”

“He’s inside, heading towards the back hallway,” Wooyoung said through the earpiece.

“It’s alright boys, I'm heading up the stairs now,” Mingi announced. “We’re in the clear.”

“Not yet,” San argued, packing his assault rifle up to go meet the other two boys down in front of the club.

Mingi walked past Jackson on the steps, smiling at him, arrogantly. “Ghost, can you lock that room once they let Wang in?” Mingi asked.

“I think I can manage that,” Yeosang said, busily typing away.

Jackson walked down the eerie hallway until he reached the metal door. It flew open before he had the chance to ring the buzzer.  

Jackson was surprised to see a gun aimed at his face. “What’s going on?” He wondered. 

“Get in here,” a man ordered. Jackson didn’t hesitate, he slowly walked into the room. “Is this some kind of joke?” He asked 

“Who the fuck are you?” The man demanded. 

“I’m Jackson Wang, asshole.”

“The fuck you are,” the man snarled, shoving the barrel of a gun into the back of Jackson’s head. “Mr Wang already left so who the fuck are you?”

“Check my id, it’s in my back pocket,” Jackson said. 

The man pulled Jackson’s wallet out and scanned the contents. Not only did he have his id he had multiple items with his name on it. 

“Fuck,” the man yelled. 

“You gave my drugs to someone else?” Jackson snapped. He grabbed his wallet back and headed for the door, which wouldn’t open. “What the fuck is going on?”

“Somehow the thieves must be fucking with our security,” the man announced. “They’re gonna have to do better than this.”

Another man came out from another room and placed explosives on the door, he pressed a button on his hand held device and the door blew open. 

Jackson ran out of the room with two of the armed men. 

Mingi and Wooyoung ran out the front door of the club, heading towards an alley where Sam was patiently waiting. 

“Yeosang has a helicopter meeting us three blocks that way,” San announced. 

Mingi nodded following San in the direction he was pointing. Wooyoung walked over to the dumpster and started to assemble his assault weapon. 

“You want to kill them, don’t you?” San asked, looking at Wooyoung. 

“Mhm,” Wooyoung nodded, not taking his eyes off of his weapon. 

“Fuck it, I’m down,” San said. “But we gotta be smart about this.”

“Let’s just get out of here,” Mingi said. 

“No, they'll be able to identify you,” Wooyoung informed. 

“I didn’t even think of that,” Mingi said. 

“Guys, they blew the door open and they’re headed out of the club,” Yeosang said into their earpieces. 

“Come on, Mingi, let’s go to that house,” San said. “Woo, you stay here.”

Wooyoung nodded, placing the duffle bag containing the drugs in the middle of the alley and then hiding behind a dumpster. 

While San and Mingi ran inside an abandoned house that was next to the club, leaving the front open to lure their enemies inside. 

Jackson and the two armed men exited the club. Jackson saw the duffle bag and headed down the alleyway to retrieve the bag. The two men ran into the abandoned house. They crept inside, looking around for any signs of movement. Mingi threw a rock to distract the men and San lunged at them, slitting the man’s throat from ear to ear from behind, spraying blood all over the floor. Mingi took his switchblade and shoved it into the temple of the other man’s head before he had time to react. His body fell to the floor, flopping around. 

“I thought I taught you better than this,” San laughed, bending over and proceeding to slit his throat as well. “We want quick deaths, that flopping shit is just annoying.”

“Sorry I don’t thrive on killing people,” Mingi sighed. 

Jackson crept down the dark alley, hyper aware of his surroundings. When he reached the bag of drugs, Wooyoung whistled to get his attention. 

“Hey there, buddy,” Wooyoung smiled evilly. 

“These are mine,” Jackson declared. 

“No I don’t think so,” Wooyoung smiled, coming out from behind the dumpster with a 9mm in his hand. 

“You’re the mother fuckers that have Y/N,” Jackson gasped. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Wooyoung denied. 

“She’s a damn good lay, I wouldn’t want anyone to take her back either,” Jackson laughed. 

“Shut your dirty fucking mouth,” Wooyoung growled. 

“Ooooh is somebody sweet on my girl?” Jackson continued tormenting trying to distract Wooyoung so he could retrieve his knife that was strapped to his ankle. 

“She’s not your fucking girl” Wooyoung yelled. 

“When I get her back I’m gonna have to kill her now since she’s been tainted,” Jackson smirked, standing up and throwing a knife towards Wooyoung. 

The knife went into Wooyoung’s chest, blood gushed out from the wound causing him to fall to the ground. 

Jackson laughed, “sorry…not sorry,” he said picking the bag of drugs up and headed out of the alleyway. 

When Jackson was a few feet away from the entrance he felt something hit his leg. He looked down and saw blood soaking his jeans. He turned around when Wooyoung stabbed him multiple times in the abdomen. 

“You should learn where the heart is,” Wooyoung snapped as he continued stabbing. “You missed mine by at least five inches fucker.”  

Jackson slumped down onto the ground, his breathing became labored. Wooyoung grabbed the duffle bag of drugs and the bag Jackson had with the money for the exchange. 

Wooyoung ran out of the alleyway and met up with Mingi and San as they exited the abandoned house. 

Mingi looked at Wooyoung’s blood soaked shirt and gasped, “oh my god are you ok?”

“Now’s not the time,” Wooyoung said. “We gotta get out of here.”

♥️♠️Back at the mansion♦️♣️

Y/N ran out of the den, frantically searching for Seonghwa. She ran up the stairs in the direction of his bedroom when he walked out of yeosang’s bedroom. 

“What the fuck,” Y/N snapped. 

“I’m not in the mood for this,” Seonghwa snarled. 

“I don’t care,” she said. “You owe me an explanation. Why did you have this tatted on me?” She asked pulling up her shirt to expose his name beautifully written on her skin. 

“It looks good on you,” Seonghwa said, attempting to walk away. 

“That’s not an explanation,” Y/N yelled. 

“I put it on you because now you are strictly MY worthless whore,” Seonghwa snarled. “Now leave me be.”

Y/N’s breath got stuck in her throat, preventing any words from coming out as tears welled up in her eyes. He ignored her reaction and walked directly to his room leaving her alone in the hall. 

“Oh god, what’s wrong with you now?” Yeosang asked, opening his bedroom door. “You know what, I don’t care, don’t tell me.”

♥️𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 ♠️𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♦️𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝♣️

♥️♠️𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 - 𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽♦️♣️

@stayatinykatsy

[ynbabe]

The Flash x male!reader :- pt.2 incorrect quotes

Barry, joking: Two brooooos! Y/n, going along: Chillin' in a hot tub! Barry: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay! Y/n: Barry: Y/n: *tearing up* Barry: Babe, c'mon... Y/n: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING. Barry: Babe...

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Y/n: I love you. Barry, not paying attention: What was that? Y/n: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

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Barry, after Y/n saved his life multiple times: I owe you one. Y/n, ex villain, who got hunted by the team after those times: That’s ok. You can just date me and we’ll call it even.

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Barry: Are you trying to seduce me? Y/n: Why, are you seducible?

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Barry, in the cortex: Wow, Y/n, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Y/n, tired of his shit: We literally slept together yesterday. Barry, ignoring cisco and caitlin’s shocked pikachu faces: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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Y/n: Bro, I had a dream we fucked. Barry: Bro, relax it was just a dream. Y/n: Huh, gay, I wouldn’t fuck you. Barry: You wouldn’t? Y/n: I mean, unless you want to-

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Barry: Are you ready to commit? Y/n, ex villain: Like, a crime or a relationship?

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Y/n: The stars are so beautiful... Barry: They're just giant balls of gas. Y/n: Aww man, Barr that’s not what I- Barry: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you. Y/n: Oh...

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Y/n: When are we gonna fuck? Barry: What? Y/n: Oh sorry autocorrect. When are we gonna hang out? Barry: First of all that two words isn't even close to each other. And second of all, this is a verbal conversation..

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Barry, after catching an evil speedster: The best revenge, really, is being nice! Y/n, ex evil speedster, now in love with Barry: [in the distance] Or murder.

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Barry: I have a problem Y/n, after being locked in the accelerator jail for a month: does it involve me? Barry: no, but-- Y/n: then suffer in silence

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Caitlyn: Isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other people? Cisco: Plane tickets? Barry: Concert tickets? Y/n: Prostitution? Caitlyn, holding their broken frames: Glasses.

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Caitlyn: Wake me up… Cisco: Before you go go! Barry: When September ends… Y/n: WAKE ME UP INSIDE-

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Caitlyn: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no clue what to put in them. Suggestions? Cisco: Put spaghetti in it. Caitlyn: I'm currently taking suggestions from literally anyone but you. Barry: Put spaghetti in it. Caitlyn: I'm currently taking suggestions from anyone but you two. Y/n: Put spaghetti in it. Caitlyn: I'm no longer taking suggestions.

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Caitlyn: I think Y/n was right. Cisco: I'm surprised he hasn’t marched in here to say 'I told you so.' Barry: He wouldn't do that. Y/n: You're right, Barry. For once in your life, you're 100% right. I would never say that. Y/n: *turns around, the shirt they're wearing says 'Y/n Told You So' on the back*

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Barry: Have you seen a person named 'Y/n' around here? Dr.Wells: Ugh, yes. He made a horrible mess of the blood fountain. Cisco: It looks fine to me? Caitlyn: IT USED TO BE WATER!!!

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Barry: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Y/n: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Barry: ... Barry: You mean ring bearER, right? Y/n: ... Barry: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

[demi-rxndxm-stxff]

Some DigitalTime Incorrect Quotes

Colin: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt. Tony: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

Tony: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Colin: steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely Tony: That one. I want that one.

Tony: BE A BETTER PERSON! Colin: WHY?! Tony: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART! (Only added this one cause it was too damn funny)

Colin: We both look very handsome tonight. Tony: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you." Colin: I couldn't take that chance.

Tony: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake. Colin: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear. Tony: … Tony: You mean ring bearER, right? Colin: … Tony: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Colin: Two bros! Colin: Chillin' in a hot tub! Colin: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

Colin: Hey, about that love letter you sent me- Tony: blushes What are your thoughts? Colin: The fourth sentence- Tony: Yeah, that’s where I got really emotional and I- Colin: It’s “you’re” not “your”.

Colin: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. Tony: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. Colin: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? Tony: Is it working?

Tony: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night? Colin: It was autocorrect. Tony: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."? Colin: Yes.

Tony: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response. Colin: Wow. They sound stupid. Tony: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense. Colin: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!” Tony: I guess you’re right. Hey Colin, I love you. Colin: See! Just say that! Tony: Holy fucking shit. Colin: If that flies over their head then, sorry Tony, but they're too dumb for you. Tony: Colin.

Colin: Okay, but if your not gay then why are you always holding my hand and kissing me and telling me I’m your boyfriend? Tony: Colin- Its satire! Colin: THAT'S NOT WHAT SATIRE MEANS!

Tony: I still have no idea how I’m attracted to you… Colin: Yeah, well, you’re stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

Tony: You have to apologize to them Colin. Colin: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

Colin: Tony and I are no longer dating. Tony: Colin, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married.

Tony: I’m in love with you. Colin: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork. Tony: I know. Colin: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

Colin: I'm trash. Tony: As someone who's environmentally conscious, it's my duty to pick you up. Does 7 work for you? Colin: Colin: You smooth motherfucker. Colin: And yes it does.

Colin: Relationships should be 50/50. Tony cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

Tony: Are we fighting or flirting? Colin: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck- Tony: Your point?

Colin: So you like cats? Tony: Yeah. Colin: tries to impress them by slowly pushing a glass off the table

Colin: seductively takes off glasses Colin: Wow… Tony: blushes Haha… what? Colin: You're really fucking blurry.

Tony: I think I just figured something out. I got to go. Colin: Aren't you forgetting something? Tony: Uuh…hesitantly kisses Colin's forehead before running out. Colin: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

Colin: The stars are so beautiful… Tony: They're just giant balls of gas. Colin: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then- Tony: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you. Colin: Oh…

Colin: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. Tony: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train. Colin: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

[hyperfixated-on-cod]

Happy Halloween! Here’s how 141 + Los Vaqueros celebrate the spookiest day of the year 🎃 (Partially 18+ NSFW)

(DISCLAIMER: my headcanons are my own; I’m an American so some of them might be Americanized. I don’t fully know many details regarding Día de Los Muertos, so I will not in good faith speak much about it in this post)

Captain Price

He’s not dressing up BUT he does go all out decorating for it. His permanent residence, his office, and if he’s on deployment he does what he can.

Really enjoys handing out candy. He loves seeing what costumes the kids/teens come up with every year.

He’s the dad that gets angry when kids TP his house.

MIGHT let you take him to a Halloween party, and if you do get him to dress up it will be something super simple like draping a white sheet over his head and cutting out eye holes😂

If you don’t go to a party, he’ll hang with you at home and watch scary movies with you

(Personally I don’t like horror bc I get nightmares easily so I’d like to think he’s very protective and cute about it🥹)

Will absolutely rail you in your costume when the night is over. Bonus points if you dressed in something intentionally sexy.

Soap

If anything, he’s the one dragging you to a Halloween party.

He’s dressing up as Ghost. Plans WEEKS ahead of time so he can steal one of his masks, rather than making his own since he knows Ghost’s are good quality.

Wherever he ends up this night, he’s getting FUCKED up if he has nothing going on the next day.

He’s helping the kids TP Price’s house🤪

Personally, the relationship dynamic I’d have with Soap is that Halloween is one day of the year (out of a few) where he can properly slut himself out; he deserves it. Like yes bestie put on your sexy devil costume and have fun💜

At the end of the night tho, he’s in your bed doing… ungodly things to and with you 😈

Ghost

He’ll maybe let you drag him to a costume party but complains the ENTIRE time.

Under no circumstances will he dress up. “I already wear a mask everyday, so there’s no point in wearing a different one tonight.”

Would much rather stay home watching horror movies. Lights off so he’s just… sitting there… in a dark ass room… watching something unreasonably scary, like Hereditary (2018) or a classic like The Exorcist (1973).

Gaz

He’s hosting the costume party. Even if the team is deployed, he’s gonna do what he can to make the best of it.

There WILL be a costume contest and Price never wins😃 Price kind of complains a bit about it like “Ugh another year without a win😒” but never actually does anything to help himself lol

He and Soap argued over who would dress up as Ghost. Obviously Soap won eventually so Gaz is stuck tryna figure something else out.

This year, he’s dressing up as Ken, but not like in the Insufferable Straight Man Trying To Win Feminism Points kind of way.

Alejandro

Absolutely fucking KILLS IT at Gaz’s Halloween party every year and has a winning streak in the costume contest.

Always hella creative with his costumes and gets super into it. He probably makes it himself and he goes, like, full cosplay about it.

This year he’s giving… Beetlejuice vibes, don’t ask me why. Broadway!Beetlejuice, specifically. Even makes his own snake like they have on stage, but smaller so he can have it chillin on his shoulder or something.

Rudy

This year he’s dressing up as Lydia so he can match with Alejandro. Even if we’re talking RudyxReader and AlejandroxReader, he’s still gonna go matching with his bestie.

Since he and Alejandro are both Mexican, they’re observing Día de Los Muertos together and with their families.

Between the two of them, Rudy is the one decorating for Halloween because Alejandro spends so damn much time working on his costume.

Spends so much time decorating for Halloween and preparing for Day of the Dead that he nearly forgets to get a costume but it’s fine this year because Lydia from Beetlejuice is quite a simple idea and Alejandro can hem a cheap dress in an instant🥰

[razorblade180]

9 Days of Lancaster Day2: Roommates

Jaune Arc is no stranger to roommates. His entire life has known no such thing as a free space for him alone. This didn’t bother him. In many ways it prepared him for team living and other similar situations. However, he might have found the toughest situation yet.

Beacon is in the middle of a leadership workshop/retreat. All leaders of teams were sent off to take a special class far off on the other side of the kingdom. They had all been given money for living expenses near the site but everyone was pretty quick to figure out choosing the wrong place to stay or indulging in the revenue too much would leave them broke and miserable. Fortunately for Jaune, none of that was problem because Ruby and him decided to live together; giving them more than enough money left over to tackle anything.

The plan was solid and he didn’t regret it. However, it’s been three days so far and Jaune had learned his fellow leader was a tad messy at times and pretty laidback left to her own devices. These weren’t bad things, but has he grabbed the cover off the couch to put away, the sight of a red bra casually on the furniture again left him a little in distress.

Jaune:(Brothers give me the strength to endure…)

Ruby:AAAHHH!

Jaune:Ruby!?

He dropped everything and ran towards the horror scream behind the bathroom door. Jaune didn’t even get a chance to knock before Ruby came running out with her hair still wet and body wrapped in white towel as she hid behind Jaune. The boys mind was barely functioning already and now this!? He quickly faced forward into the steamy bathroom and noticed a sizable spider hanging from its web.

Ruby:Kill it!

Jaune:Ruby…we fight monsters. This is where you choose to fold?

Ruby:Grimm don’t sneak up on me in the shower and do you see Crescent Rose on me!?

Jaune:Yeah that’s fair.

Without wavering, Ruby watches Jaune cuff the spider in his hands before flinging it into the still running shower. For it to meet its watery demise. She cheered in his honor, but quickly noticed his reluctance to fully look her way.

Ruby:Jaune?

Jaune:Y’know if you kept your change clothes in the bathroom then you wouldn’t have to sprint out in a towel.

Ruby:But then they’ll get wet.

Jaune:Hang them! The steam gets out wrinkles. This is like the fourth time I’ve caught you in a towel.

Ruby:*raises brow* So you’re looking down the hallway every time I come out the shower. That’s interesting timing.

Jaune:I turn instinctively when I hear a door open! If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re planning your exits.

Ruby:Pfft, you’re thinking of the wrong sister.

Jaune:I’ve met your dad. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree when it comes to either of you.

Ruby:You can turn the shower off by the way. I’m finished.

Jaune turns the faucet and turns to leave before remembering Ruby is still chillin in a towel. Now she has a second one for her hair. Thanks to Nora and sometimes Pyrrha, but mainly Nora, Jaune had gotten pretty good at hyper focusing on eyes. It was only difficult earlier because Ruby was much closer and well…short.

Jaune:While I have you here, can you please make sure not to leave your clothes out and about?

Ruby:Oh, where they everywhere?

Jaune:Not…everywhere. I just like to try and keep things tidy. Also…maybe change faster? You do have a speed semblance.

Ruby:Trust me, dashing out of here while wet ends with a hole in the wall and a bloody nose.

Jaune:That makes sense. Then maybe we could-

Ruby:Are you okay? I know we’re working out the details but I gotta say I’m a bit surprised. I’m not messier than your siblings am I?

Jaune:No, far from it. It’s more about the clothes and towel issues.

Ruby:But…*pouts* you never flack to Nora about it. I’ve seen her change in front of the two of us a bunch of times and you’re fine.

Jaune:That’s different!

Ruby:Wha- how!?

Jaune:Because….*red* She’s not you.

What a way to answer. Ruby noticed the redness on his cheeks and the brief moment his eyes betrayed his gaze before he completely turned his head. Ruby couldn’t say she was the greatest at reading in between the lines, but what he said was pretty darn obvious. Even so, Ruby now found herself a little red and choosing to respond in a way that truly was like her sister and father out of curiosity.

Ruby:Whatever do you mean~

Jaune:*flustered*….

His silence spoke volumes. Ruby looked down at herself and back up. Suddenly it was a little bit embarrassing to stay like this. She dried her feet on the carpet before dashing in and out of her room, now wearing her night tank top and some shorts.

Ruby:Sorry. I have gotten really comfortable around you, hehe… my bad.

Jaune:It’s okay. I mean why wouldn’t you be? We’re always so casual with each other so-

Ruby:No! I mean…*rubs arm* Why is this so weird to explain? It’s not that I’m simply comfortable enough to change around you. *blush* I am comfortable with the idea of you looking at me.

Jaune:….Oh.

Ruby:…Sorry, was that weird to say?

Jaune:No it was…something that needed to be said.

Ruby:Umm sooo I’m reading what you correctly, right? You see me as not just a friend or fellow leader, but a girl? I girl that you…

Jaune:Yes, I’m attracted to you. I…like you.

Ruby: Ah, neat. That’s flattering actually. I think you’re pretty handsome soooo yeah. I’ll be more mindful.

Jaune:I mean if it’s intentional then-

Ruby:*crimson*

Jaune:…I’m gonna stop talking now.

The knight awkwardly shuffles past Ruby. Thank goodness she lets him by. The girl stands there, pensively thinking about her actions. They weren’t all intentional but they were far from oblivious. Ruby dare say most were testing the waters. With concrete confirmation that Jaune saw her in a more alluring way, Ruby couldn’t help but feel very happy as well as a little nervous. After all, they had live under the same roof for at least 4 more days.

Ruby:This is gonna be a long workshop.

[carousel-crows]

more incorrect icemav!

mav: Two bros! mav: Chillin' in a hot tub! mav: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

OR

ice: Two bros! mav: Chillin' in a hot tub! ice and mav, in unison: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

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ice: Pros and cons of dating me. ice: Pros. You'll be the cute one. ice: Cons. Holy shit, where do I begin-

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mav: If I'm extra sarcastic with you it probably means I'm flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can't handle your crap… have fun figuring out which one.

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ice: I would never say that my partner is a bitch and I don’t don’t like them. That’s not true… My partner is a bitch and I like them so much!

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mav: Talk dirty to me~ ice: Inflation is a serious problem and lumber prices are at a high. mav: Wha- ice: The economy is in shambles.

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mav: I don't know how to tell you this, but… I love you. ice: That's great, mav. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

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ice: seductively takes off glasses ice: Wow… mav: blushes Haha… what? ice: You're really fucking blurry.

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mav: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. ice: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. mav: O-oh. Well. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? ice: Is it working?

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mav: Bro- ice: No, no, hold up, rewind. ice: My tongue was down in your throat just a second ago and now you're calling me bro??

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mav: Are you ready to commit? ice: Like, a crime or a relationship?

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ice comes home absolutely drunk, undresses, and stands in mav’s bedroom. mav: Babe, are you.. coming to bed? ice: No thank you, I’m sure you’re lovely but I have a boyfriend. ice: Lies on the ground and falls asleep mav: …

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ice and mav are in Paris. mav: I'm…moved. I…I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel…destiny? ice: But… mav: I don't know what it is. I feel like… I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and… ice: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception? mav: Yeah. ice: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe. mav: Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION. ice: Okay, alright.

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mav: We’re getting married, bitches! ice: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

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mav: I think I just figured something out. I got to go. ice: Aren't you forgetting something? mav: Uuh…hesitantly kisses ice's forehead before running out. ice: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

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ice: Are you trying to seduce me? mav: Why, are you seducible?

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mav: ice, you love me, right? ice: Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

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mav: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers? ice: Peonies, why? mav: ice: Were you going to get me flowers? mav: ice: mav: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

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ice: I want to be with you for the rest of my life. mav: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal. ice, getting down on one knee: That's 'cause it is.

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ice: mav, you do remember when we agreed we were better off as friends, right? mav, naked in ice's bed: No, I absolutely do not. ice, already taking off his clothes: Fuck… Me neither.

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mav: My hands are cold. ice: Here, let me hold them. mav: My lips are cold too. ice: covers mav's mouth with their hand

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mav: Talk dirty to me, baby~ ice: The dishes. mav: Wh- ice: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

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mav: We have a problem. ice: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them

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mav: Wait, what's going on? Are we all talking about how hot ice is? Because ice is a straight up sexual fox riding a red-hot nuclear bombshell right toward the yowza plaza in the heart of Babe City, Assachusetts, U S A. The last A just stands for more ass.

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if there are repeats from the last one no there aren't

[vaporwave-dr34ml4nd]

*chomp /aff*

PARKER whatcha doin

Sprout’s hiding in headspace…stupid people on dash >:( BUT I’m here now so we’re fine

juuust wanted to check on the system. Everyone doing ok? :3

💠 ( This is Cobalt btw!!! Hiiiiiii )

Hiii, we're chillin

[talliebug]

i am now caught up on red valley!! kind of freaking out over the cliffhanger but yknow. it’s fine. we’re chillin. we’re good. ahah.

just in time for tmagp I suppose?