#what do you MEAN there’s 72 of them????

[bitchface24-7]

Bro holy fuck that JayVik Drabble was everything

Maybe you can do a fic where it’s JayVik x reader

(Plz be gender neutral, not fem reader ONLY 😭, male readers will love you istg)

and they aren’t public, like their relationship is still under wraps. But they fall asleep cuddled in the lab and Caitlyn and Vi come in for a hangout they were supposed to go to (like going to the lab to get the three and head off to their destination), and see the three cuddled up together, then teasing them with how cute they are after they wake up.

❤️

THANK GOD FOR JAYCE TALIS PT 2 - JAYVIK X READER

synopsis: Jayce has finally put his foot down in regards to the council, allowing for a more doable schedule. He gets to continue his councillor duties, but he also gets to see his two partners on a more daily basis; AND he gets to help with researching and trialing Hextech. The only thing is you’ve kept your relationship under wraps, and you’ve completely forgotten a previous engagement that you all agreed to. Oopsies….

warnings: allusions to sex, getting caught cuddling, funny argument, pre-established relationships, all in all; this is a fluffy mess, again no beta LMAO

genre: m/m/f, m/m/m, and f/f (caitvi obvi)

p.s. You’re my first ever request in my inbox and I’ve damn near had my Tumblr for a decade, so this is quite special to me. I hope my writing lives up to your standards!! Xoxo (I do indeed continue fics if I get comments asking as well, I love when y’all love my writing 🥹🥹)

After some heavy encouragement, Jayce had headed to the council’s meeting room with his head held high and his steps even. He was making a fair request, a request that many of the councillors would not deny him.

Why would they? He’s their “golden boy” the “man of progress” he’s gonna milk their forced upon image to get what he wants.

And he does.

He’s able to still continue his councillor duties, but he’s not as restrained. He’s still able to be in the lab with two of the people he loves most (not including him mama, she’ll always have a reserved spot in his heart.)

The three of you are overjoyed at the progress made. It feels like the first day all over again; all those years ago. The three of you in the lab, researching, testing, joking around. It’s like a secluded heaven.

The one upside is the couch you all pooled money into getting. Now, you know you’ve done some… inappropriate things on that couch. You and Viktor. You and Jayce. You, Jayce, and Viktor. Viktor and Jayce.

But you heavily sanitize it afterwards! You’re not animals!

The one major upside is that the couch is a pull-out bed. Is the couch itself appealing to look at? Maybe to some, but the bright salmon kinda clashes with everything else in the lab but who cares? It’s there as a means of comfort to you and your two partners; not as something to be looked at and never used (as some Piltovian people do in their own houses. Like… what?)

So when the three of you have pulled another all nighter, now almost 72 hours of no sleep. You’re exhausted. You’re smelling colours and tasting sound. You can’t possibly leave in this state in a safe manner; so you three decide to set up the pull-out bed and take a nap before continuing to work. You three may have forgotten something very important.

The planned lunch you agreed to attend with Caitlyn and Vi. And they’re coming to get you now.

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Two sets of footsteps are heard reverberating in the academy’s halls. One is light, almost completely silent. While the other, is a bit heavier but quicker.

Caitlyn and Vi have been wanting to catch up with you three desperately. Jayce is like Caitlyn’s older brother, and one of Vi’s best friends. Vi feels like a part of home came with her in both you and Viktor, and Caitlyn loves the two of you. You’re both witty and sarcastic. The two of you are older figure Caitlyn can go to when she doesn’t want to deal with either of her parents or Jayce.

So imagine their surprise as they enter the lab, unlocked for once, and see the three of you cuddled up in a pull-out bed. Fitting together like a small puzzle.

Jayce is closest to the lab doors, his back facing them as he breathes deeply, an arm stretched out over your waist and a hand clasping at Viktor’s. You’re in the middle, on your back as one hand lays cross your stomach and the other in Viktor’s hair. Your head is tilted to rest upon Jayce’s chest. Viktor’s on the side closest to a window, his weaker leg is supported by a pillow as his other leg is bent, coming over one of your thighs.

You three look adorable.

Caitlyn and Vi can’t help but smile at the three of you, it isn’t until Caitlyn sees a mischievous look on Vi’s face does she realize what her girlfriend is about to do.

“Vi don’t—“

“WAKE UP SLEEPY HEADS!”

The three of you groan, Jayce jolts up and runs a hand over his face, you cover yourself in the blankets, and Viktor just grumbles, “What the fuck, man.”

It takes about a minute or two before the realization kicks in.

Oh.

Oh no.

You’ve been caught.

Jayce tries to sputter an excuse as you and Viktor just lay in bed silently, trying to pretend Caitlyn and Vi aren’t there. It’s isn’t until Caitlyn sighs do the two of you look at her.

“My brother… really?”

Jayce is stunned speechless as the two of you roar in laughter. His sputtering for an excuse has changed into an indignant whine, “Cait, you’re so mean to me.”

“Looks like you’re into that.”

“Vi!”

“What pretty boy, am I wrong?”

You wipe a tear from your eye, only to be sent into hysterics again by Viktor’s response, “She’s right.”

Caitlyn fake gags and dry heaves, “Oh my god, I did NOT need to know that!”

Vi just puts a fist out for Jayce to fist-bump, “Good on ya man.”

Jayce smiles and fist bumps her. You three really had no need to worry.

“So… was it the rugged look that did you in?”

“Vi!”

“What cupcake, I’m just asking a question!Jeez.” Vi says innocently, her hands raised in surrender.

“Kind of,” you start, as you finally sit up and try to get out of bed. Viktor’s leg stops you, “I mean I’ve always loved them, but the council keeping Jayce away for so long amplified it. The rugged looks did indeed help. But we’ve been together for…. Almost a year now.”

“Eleven months this upcoming August.” Viktor adds as he looks at the two of you lovingly.

The joyful atmosphere dulls a bit at that statement. Vi and Caitlyn look at each other, a bit hurt.

“You… you’ve been together for that long… and you weren’t going to tell us?” Caitlyn asks, her voice quiet and tense. At that, Jayce jumps out of bed and pulls Caitlyn into a big hug, messy shirt and pants be damned.

“Oh Sprout… we didn't mean to hurt you. Any of you,” he says as he glances towards Vi, “we were just nervous. We weren't sure how people would react.”

You and Viktor slowly get up to join the group, “And you know how the council is regarding Jayce…” you add hesitantly, Viktor puts a hand on your shoulder and says what you're all thinking.

“They’ve built Jayce up as a symbol. A desire to be, to have. They've made this nonsensical parasocial relationship regarding Jayce and the people of Piltover. We were just trying to be safe, we didn't want anyone breathing down our necks…” Viktor's hand tightens on your shoulder.

Vi snorts, “You’re right. That fucking sucks. And for you to play safe, from what I've heard… that's saying something.”

You laugh as Viktor rolls his eyes, Jayce pulls away from his hug from Caitlyn and puts his hands on her shoulders, “Ya think you can forgive us, Sprout?”

Caitlyn’s lips thin and she narrows her blue eyes at him, Jayce feels like gulping. The two of you know what she's doing.

She's getting her little sister revenge.

“Fine.” she complies and Jayce deflates like a balloon, and you two giggle at Jayce's dramatics.

“Please tell me you clean that couch, I've sat on it before.”

“Oh my Janna, Vi!”

“What?! It's a serious question!”

Jayce gives Vi a look, “We do indeed clean it, but next time we break it in, we may not. We may accidentally forget.”

Vi jokingly puts a hand on her chest in horror, “Why would you say that?!”

“Cause I want to see you squirm next time you come in here and sit on the damn thing.”

All of you burst out laughing, this couldn't have gone any better. “Our reservation is at three. So tidy up as best you can, you three probably haven't eaten all day.” Caitlyn orders.

You, Jayce, and Viktor look at one another before slowly nodding. Damn. She's got you, she's got you good.

“Shut up Caitlyn.”

“If you continue that attitude with me Jayce, I’ll make sure all the sweet milk goes to Viktor.”

You chuckle as Viktor states, “Keep the attitude up Jayce. That sweet milk is mine.”

“I've never got to try it! You keep drinking the glasses you make for me!”

“Sucks to be you.”

Jayce sputters and you just smile at the two ridiculous men you're in love with.

You can't wait to see what the years have in store for you three.

I saw your request as soon as I woke up and put this together asap. I hope you (and everyone else who reads this) enjoy this fluffy piece! If anyone else has any requests, my inbox is always open xoxo.

[jewish-vents]

Did you read the comments on Liri Albag stills of that video when she was announced to be alive just like what 72 hours ago ??? Pro-Palestine supports are spamming comments like "SHE GAINED WEIGHT" - "She eats better than Gazaouis children"- "She was dancing on Tiktok now look at her" - "It proves they care more about the captives than Israel does with Palestinians prisoners" Let's bring down these pieces of garbage of inhuman being.

"She gained weight" Well assuming it's true, that would mean that she ate a lot of food, which means the "famine in Gaza" is just a propaganda lie because how on earth would she be gaining weight then? with one plate of food per day ? I don't think so ? It would also confirm that Ham@s leaders are keeping the food to themselves and willingly starve the population and feeding the hostages, this is a possibility. So again, sucks to not have moral leaders?

"She was dancing on Tiktok now look at her" The Tiktok video of these IDF soldiers dancing, has nothing do with mocking Palestinians, they were just dancing on a random techno song. The video was posted after October 7th, and the girl with glasses is obviously NOT Liri Albag. So unserious.

"It proves they care more about the captives than Israel does with Palestinians prisoners" My blood is boiling. Really ???? First of all, POS we are 15 months in this war and you still didn't get that kidnapping civilians and giving them food is not an "act of kindness", it's an illegal and immoral act of war. But we understood that morality was never on their side to begin with. Also, if we are going on that road, Ahed Tamimi gained plenty of weight too in Israeli prison. Does that means she had a happy time there ?

The thought of living with those people are honestly depressing. I wish one day to make my aliyah and starts a new life,away from these idiots

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[combustible-lemons]

not me going on a wikipedia rabbit hole about the ars goetia/lesser key of solomon lore because of goddamn helluva boss

[thetrolltolls]

aaaaand i got to tell glenn i saw that he had been wearing my bracelets during the week and i said it really meant a lot to me and i appreciated it and he said "i wear em everyday!" 😭😭😭😭

[s0fter-sin]

wow so watcher just singlehandedly killed their channel

[averys-happy-space]

oh im going to kill myself

[lonniemachin]

TIME SENSITIVE! SHAHED HAS 3 DAYS TO REACH 30K TO EVACUATE HER FAMILY

Shahed Ghazi, primarily sharing her family's fundraiser on Twitter/X, is a Palestinian engineering student under a stressful time crunch -- the owner of the account hosting her campaign has given her 3 MORE DAYS to raise $30,000 CAD before shutting it down. She has raised $22,208 CAD so far, meaning she must raise $7,792 in 72 HOURS! I've seen what we can do when we all work together to show a family how much we care, so please, please, help them reach this amount before time runs out. Give what you are able to help ensure this family's survival, even if it is $5 CAD.

$22,208 CAD/$30,000 CAD.

[hamilando]

ੈ✩‧ war time leclerc (smau) ੈ✩‧

pairing : charles leclerc x fem reader

summary : snippets of the priavte relationship of Lord Perceval

a/n : LEO’S DAD - anyways enjoy ! also feel free to drop in a request or a qestion !

·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ

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y/n.jpg Mornings when mr. Leclerc is sleeping 💪🏻

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lando.jpg YOU COPIED MY USERNAME

y/n.jpg SO DID DANIEL daniel.jpg SO DID LANDO y/n.jpg mate… lando.jpg mate ….

pierreneedsgas which book are you reading ?

y/n.jpg 69 ways to steal kika 🪽 frankika baby i am already yours ~🫶🏻 pierreneedsgas babe, you coffee is ready ☕️

mercedesgeorge who clicked the first pic if charles is sleeping 👀

y/n.jpg my side chick

lordperceval MON AMOUR ❤️

lordperceval L’ AMOUR DE MA VIE 💙

lordperceval ELLE EST JOLIE 🩷

lordperceval ELLE EST A MOI 💛

albono pls calm him @ y/n.jpg

lilyhye let him do the bf spam ! ITS CUTE ! y/n.jpg @ albono start taking some tips

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y/n.jpg first pic is solely for scientific purpose, second pic is couple goals and third pic is for communtiy goals

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lordperceval SHE SLIPPED IN THE SECOND PIC 🪽🪽

y/n.jpg this means war you little monagasque

lordperceval i certainly am not little from any side my love ❤️

lando.jpg should we just let them be -

daniel.jpg yes 🙌🏻 maximillian yes 🙌🏻 frankika yes 🙌🏻 pierreneedsgas yes 🙌🏻 albono yes 🙌🏻 lilyhye yes 🙌🏻 mercedesgeorge yes 🙌🏻

y/n.jpg can yall comment normally for once

daniel.jpg couple goals 🙌🏻

maximillian tons of love 🤍

pierreneedsgas GORG!!!

albono MAN IS 🔥

mercedesgeorge 🔥🔥

frankika Skinacre tips charles !!

lilyhye OMG GOALS 💛

jrchilli best partner.

y/n.jpg way better 😀

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y/n.jpg BBQ night sixth wheeling 🐒

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maximilian how is six wheeling possible !?

mercedesgeorge even i am wondering maximilian werent you present there !? y/n.jpg carmen and george 🙈 and two dudes fighting for carlos

jrchilli me!?

lando.jpg yes 🫷🏻 lordperceval yes 🫷🏻

y/n.jpg also @ lord perceval you are sleeping on the couch, the war is still on

pierreneedsgas taking out the car 🚗

frankika preparing the knife 🗡️

albono buying bullets 🔫

lilyhye buying gun 🔫

mercedesgeorge buying cleaning detergent 🧴

oscar buying cleaning cloth 🧽

maximilian buying garbage bag 🪣

lordperceval what’s all this shopping ?

hamsandwich for your death and burial

y/n.jpg MR HAMILTON YOU USE INSTAGRAM ?

[hysteria-things]

hey! love your stories

can you do a story where Matt/chris x Reader have to hide their relationship from EVERYONE (including the internet) but one of them slips up and exposes everything.

if you can make a story like this thank you!!!

EXPOSED

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: a tiny slip-up causes the fandom to go a little cray cray.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: FLUFF, swearing

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 505

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: thank you for 1.5k i love you guysss!

“why are you so heavy.” you groan as chris is hugging you, his legs wrapping around your waist.

“that’s harsh,” he says, and you roll your eyes.

you’ve known chris for a while, becoming good friends along the way. what people don’t know, including his brothers, is that you guys are dating.

you don’t want to get bashed online by preteens, and he’s just not ready to reveal it quite yet either.

your best friend laughs, snapping a pic of you guys for fun. the three of you are on a sunset walk on the street, soaking up the outdoors.

“don’t hate me.” she starts, and chris finally lets go. “you guys would make such a cute couple.”

cheeks becoming red, you feel chris’ stare on you. he smirks. “nah. that’ll never happen.”

a few days go by, and yes you’ve seen the tweets, but thankfully the fans don’t believe it. i mean, they already know you guys are close friends. nothing suspicious about that.

today’s different. you wake up from your afternoon nap with your phone blowing up. mention after mention.

QUEEN WE NEED ANSWERS @y/n_l/n

@y/n_l/n and chris??? hello???

no SHOT chris and y/n are dating😭

you pause at the last comment.

‘no shot chris and y/n are dating’

what?

confused as ever, you open up the most reliable source: twitter. twitter knows everything about everyone.

you scroll, seeing hundreds of tweets about you and chris. there’s also a video attached, what seems like a clip from the triplets’ new podcast.

you tap on the video.

nothing exciting happens for the first two seconds, just them yapping about whatever the fuck. then the camera cuts to chris. “yeah, my girlfriend y/n—” he starts, stopping when he notices.

that son of a gun.

matt’s face scrunches. “your girlfriend y/n?”

“i meant my good friend y/n. i was talking too fa—"

“i knew it!” nick exclaims, causing him and chris to get into a bickering match.

the video ends, and a message pops up.

chris <3

i’m outside

you sigh, uncovering yourself from your blanket and heading to the front door. you open it, your boyfriend smiling fake at you. he can’t tell if he’s in trouble or not. “it was an accident.” he says, almost fearful.

your eyes widen, nodding your head along with his rambling. “i wasn’t thinking. my mouth was moving faster than my brain. it came so naturally because you, you know, are my girlfriend. my girlfriend; that i love so much. who i will never betray. who i can never live without. who i—”

“chris, stop,” you say softly. he for sure thinks he’s in trouble, but you honestly don’t care about the tweets and tiktoks. it was a silly slip-up, but in reality, you guys couldn’t hide your relationship forever. “it’s okay. it was bound to happen, honestly.”

“you’re not mad?”

“no.” you giggle, cupping his neck and pulling him into a kiss.

“i love being your good friend y/n.” you say jokingly, chris smiling on your lips.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[warblogs17282]

Now that helluva boss season 2 has hit it's finale, let's discuss everything we know about season 3 at this point in time!

aka, a comprehensive list of everything about season 3 that we've been told about so far. (Please tell me if I've missed anything, thanks!)

I do not think that any of this information necessitates a spoiler tag on this post, but if you want to go into season 3 completely blind, click off this post now.

Bluesky Stuff:

What we learned from this bluesky thread posted shortly before Sinsmas was released is as follows:

The wait until Season 3 starts will be quite long.

The team decided that helluva boss having closer releases of episodes was the best decision (heard this meant a month in-between episodes but I forgot where I saw that), so thee team wants to commit to a more traditional release going forward.

Confirmed once again that season 3 has a total of 15 episodes.

We will also be getting shorts in-between the wait until season 3 starts, and I assume this means monthly shorts as well, based on the fact we had monthly shorts last time as well.

Vivziepop has also described season 3 as a 'queer roller coaster.', so we gotta be prepared to get back on that ride again.

At some panel it was confirmed that in season 3 we will be getting an episode that contains some more Millie backstory.

Tweet link here:

In some other panel, alongside confirming Vassago's appearance in the Mastermind episode, they also confirmed that we will be seeing 'much more' of Vassago in season 3, the post in the picture above contains the clip of this moment in the panel as well.

In what appears to be a recording for the second half of season 3, they're doing recording work for a Stolas song titled 'Dirty Bird', and yes, it is going to be super horny. There is a video of this Instagram post on the post below, plus one extra screenshot.

In the Los Angeles Comic Con 2024, quite a few things were revealed to us, with those being as follows:

As said before, this traditional release schedule does mean that the episodes will hopefully be a month apart from each other, and that Vivziepop saw the show was moving towards a more narrative direction, with this also being where the heart of the show is, and as a result, the direction the team is going in.

Lastly, we probably won't see all 72 Goetias, but we will see a lot more of them in season 3.

Post referenced in above screenshot contains a youtube link to said Comic Con.

According to the reblogs under this post, it appears that Erica (Loona's VA), was asked what her favorite song/episode was, and she responded with 'the song that Loona has in season three', confirming that Loona does have a song during season 3.

Video can be found within this post:

At 1:06:19 of this video, Vivziepop does state that the show will eventually get to Stella's perspective, which I have to imagine the show will get to in season 3, and that Vivziepop hearkens Stella's character to the character of BoJack Horseman's mother (Beatrice Horseman) because they are very similar in that regard.

Finally, Vivziepop posted these screenshots of her doing some audio editing to her Instagram over a year ago, we don't know what episode this is from but based on the long name in line 7 that doesn't appear to match any character we know at the moment, this appears to likely be a picture of some season 3 audio.

The main things we can gather from these screenshots appear to be Millie talking with Stolas a bit, and the absolute explosion of voices following something that Blitz said.

Post where I found these screenshots from can be found here, some additional discussion regarding is also in the reblogs:

This YouTube video covers a few instagram videos covering recording footage that Vivziepop uploaded to her account, with them being from the first half of season 3.

What we learn from these instagram videos is that Wally Wackford returns in season 3 with some new lines, and there's also a courtroom scene as well involving Blitz and Stolas, with it also looking like Stolas will be acting as defense for Blitz regarding something we don't know at the moment.

According to Vivzie's instagram, we will be seeing Anthony Padilla and Ian Hecox (You might have heard of them before from something called Smosh) be the VAs of some special future characters at some point during season 3.

To wrap things off, I believe the next significant reveal or such regarding season 3 will be found in the 2025 LVL UP EXPO, as there are quite a lot of VAs involved with Helluva Boss there, plus Sam Haft and Vivziepop.

Especially considering that in the 2024 LVL UP EXPO, the first helluva boss short was shown, we got the song featured in s2 e8, 'When I See Him' and the season 2 trailer.

[airaibunny]

BRATTY/DEGRADING/ETC SMUT PROMPTS

1. “i can’t keep going” - “aw, too bad. i don’t care”

2. “i dont care who’s outside”

3. “do you want them to hear you being such a slut?”

4. “what if i don’t?”

5. “i promise i’ll start being good, just please…”

6. “make me”

7. “that sounds like an excuse, i want a confession”

8. “you don’t get to tell me what to do”

9. “that’s strike 3”

10. “if you stop, i’ll stop”

11. “no more, please, i can’t”

12. “where are your manners?”

13. “i hear an acknowledgement, not an apology, do you want 3 more?”(the ‘it’ can be anything)

14. “what did you say?”

15. “try that again”

16. “no, you don’t get to touch”

17. “beg for it”

18. “i said no”

19. “i mean, i got what i wanted, didn’t i?”

20. “stop pushing, it won’t end well”

21. “you don’t need anything, you want it”

22. “say it”

23. “use your words”

24. “i can’t understand you”

25. “i can’t read your mind”

26. “could he/she do it better?”

27. “do you wish it was *name* touching you right now?”

28. “take it like a good girl and stop whining”

29. “that’s whining, i thought we talked about that”

30. “sluts don’t get to make requests”

31. “what happened? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago”

32. “stop talking”

33. “did i give you permission to talk?”

34. “you don’t understand how angry i am right now”

35. “be still” - “i can’t” - “yes you can, do you want to find out what will happen if you don’t?”

36. “why are you already squirming?”

37. “cut it out” - “what do you mean? i’m not doing anything”

38. “come here, now”

39. “you can barely speak, so cute”

40. “i’m tired of you speaking, i need something in your mouth”

41. “if i have to stop this car, i’m going to make sure you can’t walk out of it without my help”

42. “you really don’t deserve this”

43. “i didn’t mean to, i’m sorry”

44. “don’t cum until i tell you to”

45. “what if i just leave you here, wet and needy?”

46. “what’s the safe word? you’re going to need it”

47. “what are you going to do? punish me?”

48. “i really don’t care that we’re in public”

49. “keep it up, you won’t like the situation you end up in”

50. “who do you think you are?”

51. “grab the handcuffs and come back here”

52. “no, you’re in trouble, you don’t get to demand”

53. “liar”

54. “stop teasing me”

55. “i like it when you’re mad”

56. “punish me”

57. “are you going to stop me?”

58. “shut up”

59. “no, you started this, now you’re going to finish it”

60. “clean my fingers, this is your mess”

61. “did you really think that would work? cute”

62. “bad girls/sluts don’t get to cum”

63. “can you tell me what you did wrong?”

64. “explain what you did, if you don’t finish before you cum, you don’t get to finish again for the rest of the night”

65. “you’re being particularly insufferable today”

66. “you’re such a fucking slut/whore/cunt”

67. “make me cry”

68. “ruin me”

69. “you’re not in a position to make demands”

70. “if you ever pull a stunt like that again, i won’t wait until we get to our bedroom”

71. “say that again, i dare you”

72. “i’m going easy on you, you should be getting the belt right now”

73. “what happened to my good girl?”

74. “what would the others think of this? their innocent little maknae being such a whore”

75. “you’ll cum as many times as i want, got it?”

76. “look what you did”

77. “i should edge you”

78. “stop moving, you’ll take what i give you”

79. “swallow"

80. "i'll untie you if you're good"

81. “i want to make a mess of you"

82. “you think your begging is going to change my mind?"

83. “i don't care that you're sorry"

84. “don’t argue with me”

85. “you royally fucked up”

86. “you heard me”

87. “don’t make me repeat myself”

88. “hurry up, if you take too long i won’t touch you”

[povlnfour]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ HEY TWITTER! (AA23)

pairing: alex albon x f!reader

summary: alex spends the night of a concert dancing with a beautiful stranger, he remembers everything about her, from her outfit to what her favorite song was — well, except for her name.

genre: humour, fluff

authors note: dedicated to my fabulous 🪐 anon for the most incredible idea (and also just being the most beautiful human being)

*faceclaim for y/n: yasmin wijnaldum (but please imagine her as you see fit)

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user IT WAS HER!!! WE DID IT GUYS

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a/n: okay🤓 first post in a while. half written pre baby half written post. hopefully i’ve still got it LMAO. off to finish some written bits / write a new oscar imagine idea i had over the month

will i ever stop this mclaren matchmaking saga? i don’t think so

taglist: @iloveyou3000morgan @scopeiguess @gwginnyweasley @hetfieldd @sweetbabygirlsworld @wittywhispers @bingewatche @sebvettelsgirl @casperlikej @geniusalpaca @namgification @orangetreekid @

[sethsclearwater]

synopsis: based on this request where paul and swan!reader are in the middle of a cold-war with neither willing to talk to the other. reader gets fed up and handcuffs herself to paul at a pack meeting but loses the key. angst, smut, and fluff ensue.

warnings: smut, lil bit of angst, dom!paul, sub!reader, heavy praise from paul here

word count: 4.88k

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it wasn’t unusual for you and paul to find yourself in arguments over little things, though, it was unusual for them to last more than a few hours. so when you found yourself at a stand-still with paul over him hiding some news about his mom coming back to la push from you, you knew it was bad. nearly 72 hours had passed and neither of you had said a word to each other and it had gotten so bad that you hadn’t seen paul for over ⅔ of those hours thanks to him hiding out at jared’s house.

though, once you realized that you would both need to be at the monthly tribal council meeting, you’d devised a rather dumb plan to handcuff yourself to him. you knew you’d probably never hear the end of it from him but desperate times call for desperate measures, right? 

thankfully, your dad was the police chief and wasn’t too concerned about either of his daughter’s getting into his stuff so the handcuffs you needed were right with all his stuff at the entry of your childhood home. even though you’d moved in with paul nearly a year ago, you still owned a set of keys for the home and charlie was away on a fishing trip for the weekend, making sliding in and out to grab the handcuffs even easier than it already was.

as soon as you had the handcuffs and keys in hand, you were driving off to billy black’s house before your nerves could get the best of you. the drive there wasn’t too long and, soon enough, you were pulling down the familiar gravel road to their ranch house.

thankfully, paul’s car was already in the driveway along with just about everyone else’s so you weren’t worried about needing to wait forever for him to show up. unfortunately for you, your nerves had gotten the better of you as you were getting out of the car and you spilled your wallet, keys, and phone onto pebbled road that was billy’s driveway.

“hey you okay?” jared’s voice called moments before you felt his hand sliding down your back as he crouched down next to you on the ground, “i got it,” he reassured, helping you gather everything up.

you let out a heavy sigh, lifting your gaze to meet his for a moment and he just offered you a knowing smile, gently handing you your things, “you just break outta prison or something?” he joked when he saw the death grip you currently had on the metal shackles. 

“‘s nothing,” you reassured, and, knowing he wouldn’t buy your story for a minute, you were quick to stand up and push your wallet and keys into the back pocket of your jeans before brushing off the dirt on you, “have you seen paul?” you asked, ignoring the way jared’s gaze changed to a more concerned one when he saw how you were ignoring his initial question.

deciding against pressing you any further, jared nodded after a moment, “uh yea i think he’s out back-” he started and, before he could continue to pry about the details of your handcuffs and, more specifically, what you were planning on doing with them, you were calling a ‘thank you!’ to him over your shoulder while you strode down the short path to billy’s backyard.

it wasn’t crowded by any means but, for a house that typically only saw 2 people a day, it sure looked a bit crowded with most of the pack, imprints, and a few council members intermingling with one another. you only had to pause for a moment before your gaze zeroed in on your imprinter, currently sat down in one of the lawn chairs and engaged in what looked like a half-hearted conversation with embry and jacob.

paul seemed to take notice of your presence too, his gaze lifting to find yours almost as soon as you found him. he didn’t seem too phased by you starting to stalk over to him, apparently also not noticing the silver bangles you carried with you as his gaze remained rather stoic while he watched.

“if you’re coming over here to grovel-” paul started as he watched you grab his right hand, voice pausing rather abruptly when he saw you slap the handcuff around his wrist, securing it in one quick movement, “what the fuck are you-” he went to pull his hand from yours but, for once in your life, you were actually quicker than him and managed to get your left wrist secured with the other cuff.

“oh you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me right now,” paul rolled his eyes, sinking back into the lawn chair with a resigned groan that had embry and jacob both turning their attention to you. 

“5 bucks says he’s fucking her within the hour,” embry immediately bet when he saw the scene currently unfolding in front of him. 

jacob barked out a laugh, shaking his head, “no way she’s letting him hit it,” he reasoned, him and embry quickly escalating to a full on bickering match. you let out a happy hum, turning your attention to paul who looked quite miserable to say the least.

“can we talk now?” you asked, expecting a bit more of a reaction from paul but he just rolled his eyes, not looking at you as he got up and started walking back towards the car, you quickly trailing behind him.

despite his annoyance, you did a little victory dance in your head to celebrate your success. not talking with him for almost 3 days now was about to kill both of you so you were just glad he was even willing to be around you (though you did decide to block out the thoughts that the only reason this was happening was because you literally forced him into it but when there’s a will there’s a way, right?)

he remained silent as he got his keys out of his pocket, unlocking his car and pulling the driver’s side door open and sitting inside. the action yanked at your wrist a little harder than he expected and you let out a yelp when you felt the metal pinch your skin. he sucked in a heavy breath before taking your wrist with his free hand to inspect it, “where are the keys for this thing? you’re gonna keep hurting yourself,” he finally broke the tension as he asked his question and you just shook your head, suddenly much less concerned about the pain in your wrist as you remembered why you did all this in the first place. 

“not taking them off until you talk to me,” you explained as you crawled into the car, rather gracefully managing to get across paul and into the passenger seat all things considered.

“what does it look like i’m doing right now?” paul asked, pulling the driver’s side door shut before he was turning the engine on with his handcuffed hand, the action once again tugging you along with him. despite the annoyance of it all, you were rather satisfied with how your plan was currently playing out. 

“that’s not what i mean and you know it,” you countered, looking up at him as he finally allowed his gaze to meet yours, both of you holding it for a moment before his shoulders dropped and he nodded before turning his attention back to the steering wheel.

he made quick work of getting the car in drive, your handcuffed hand tugging against his at the movement, and he pulled out of billy’s driveway so he could make the drive back to your shared apartment, “what do you wanna know?” paul’s resigned voice broke the silence after he pulled onto the main road, looking over at you for a moment when you didn’t immediately respond to him.

“can you tell me why you didn’t want me knowing your mom was back here?” you kept your voice soft as you asked your question, already more than aware of just how sensitive the topic was seeing how explosive it was the last time you two broached the waters just a few days prior.

paul turned his attention back to the road, letting out a heavy sigh, “i wouldn’t call her that… my mom.” he explained, keeping his attention on the road as he started to explain himself, “i’ve only met her twice and one of those times was when she handed me over to my dad after she had me. the only other time was over a decade ago and i didn’t know who she was until my dad called the cops on her for showing up at our house while he was at work and i was home alone after school.” 

you frowned, intertwining your fingers with your handcuffed hands, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze that he gladly received. although he kept his gaze on the road ahead of him, he did allow you to keep your fingers tangled with his.

you allowed him a few moments to think about what he wanted to say next, patiently waiting as you rubbed gentle circles on the top of his hand with your thumb, “i didn’t even know she was back until billy let it slip and i guess i wasn’t ever supposed to find out. my dad said she was just here looking for money and didn’t think i’d want to know about it so he asked billy and old quil not to say anything about it to me,” he continued, another heavy sigh falling from his lips as he exhaled, “and i didn’t want to bring you into it because i didn’t want to stress you out for no reason. you get all worked up about that kinda stuff all the time and there’s really no reason for you to be doing that so i didn’t bring it up.” 

you frowned, opening your mouth to say something but nothing came out as you struggled to find something to say in response to his confession. you’d blindly assumed that he had chosen to hide everything from you because he didn’t trust you - not because he was trying to protect you and suddenly you felt absolutely horrible for being so upset with him when he was clearly upset himself.

“and then of course fucking jacob had to go telling you so you found out anyway and i probably shouldn’t have been as shitty with you about it as i was but i was already stressed out about everything and really didn’t want to drag you into it,” he continued, “and she’s already gone now anyways so it really doesn’t matter anymore. i saw her for about 30 seconds before she left and it was nothing great. she looked as strung out as she did the last time i saw her and then she was on her way - nothing you needed to see.”

he pulled into the parking lot of your apartment complex, parking the car before he finally relaxed back into the seat and looked over at you, a frown on his face as he tried to get a better read of you.

figuring your silence wasn’t helping anything, you squeezed his hand before speaking, “i’m sorry paul,” your voice came out as a whisper and his frown just deepened, “i didn’t realize you were doing it to protect me,” you added, sliding your free hand up his arm to tug him towards you for a rather awkward but albeit much-needed hug.

“‘m sorry too princess,” paul mumbled against your hair, wrapping his free arm around you to help lift you up and over the counsel so he could pull you into his lap, the handcuffs making a rather unfortunate clanking noise with all the movement.

neither of you acknowledged it, holding onto each other for a minute as you both relished in the feeling of finally being back in each other’s arms after so long apart. paul’s free hand slipped under your sweatshirt to run his palm up and down your back, “you wanna go inside?” he murmured after a few moments of silence.

you hummed and nodded, lifting your head from his shoulder to look up at him. paul pressed his lips to your forehead for a second before he turned the car off and opened the driver’s side door, “you still insisting we be handcuffed?” he asked as he helped you off his lap and out of the car, letting out a breathy laugh when you blushed and shook your head.

“don’t need to be handcuffed anymore,” you whispered, giggling when he got out of the car and shut the door before pulling you into another tight hug. you wrapped your arms around his torso to squeeze him back, paul rocking you back and forth for a moment before releasing you from his grip.

with your arms now free, you reached into your back pocket to fish around for the key, frowning when you quickly realized your fingers weren’t finding anything that even remotely resembled the tiny key, “you lost the key?” paul asked before you could even get yourself to admit you’d misplaced it.

sucking in a deep breath, you looked up at your imprinter who looked mildly amused by the whole ordeal, clearly trying to keep up a displeased composure but failing when the corners of his lips pulled at the tiniest bit of a smile, “maybe…” you trailed off, reaching your handcuffed hand into your other back pocket, the action yanking paul’s hand with yours as you fished around for the key that was most definitely lost somewhere in billy’s driveway now. 

“okay let’s go inside and figure it out, yea? you’re freezing,” paul’s handcuffed hand was gently but firmly tugging your hand out of your back pocket, quickly lacing your fingers together so he could tug you towards the entrance to your apartment without hurting your wrist in the process. 

with a resigned sigh you nodded, following his lead as you two made your way back into your apartment complex, paul only taking a moment to get the key out of his pocket before he unlocked the door and ushered you inside to the much-needed warmth and comfort of your shared apartment. 

after a series of anxious thoughts immediately bombarded your brain with thoughts of you two getting stuck together for all of eternity, you were quickly working yourself up as you spun around to face paul who still didn’t look nearly as bothered as you thought he would be by the whole thing. you opened your mouth to spill all of your worst case scenarios to him but paul beat you to it, “don’t even start that-” he cut you off, “the worst that can happen is we call your dad and he comes over when he’s back from his fishing trip tomorrow, yea?” he soothed, watching as you processed his words for a moment and smiling a bit to himself when he saw your shoulders drop a tiny bit as you slowly nodded.

“you can’t just break them?” you asked softly, frowning when paul let out a breathy laugh and shook his head.

“princess,” paul started, stepping even closer to you so he could slide both of his hands over your hips as he backed you into the kitchen counter, “i don’t think being attached to you for 24 hours is the worst thing that could happen,” he mused, sliding his free hand up to gently brush your hair off your shoulder, “besides,” he murmured, lowering his head to ghost his lips across your ear, the action sending shivers up your spine despite how little contact there was, “i’m sure we can make good use of the time, yea? gotta make up for not seeing you all week,” he whispered, pressing his lips to the soft spot behind your ear, leaving a trail of kisses along your neck and collarbone as he took his time taking you in.

despite how ridiculous the rational part of your brain was screaming this was, you were almost immediately folding as you dropped your head back and let out a heavy sigh while paul continued to suckle at your neck and collarbone.

“let me make you feel good, yea?” he asked, intertwining the fingers of your handcuffed hands, offering you a gentle squeeze when you hummed and nodded, eyes fluttering closed. paul barely contained his laugh at how easily you went from being an anxious mess to a horny one but he managed as he slid his free hand down to fiddle with the button on your jeans.

paul didn’t waste any time, undoing the button and zipper on your jeans so he could help you shimmy out of them, both of you letting out heavy sighs when you finally kicked them off, “did you touch yourself while i was gone?” he asked, voice raspy as he lifted his head from your neck to look down at you while he got his sweatpants off as well.

you broke eye contact with him to look down, immediately losing your train of thought when you saw the way his cock was creating a tent in his boxers, “eyes on me princess,” paul reminded, the familiar dominance returning to his voice that you quickly realized you’d been missing the past few days you’d spent without him.

slowly, you lifted your eyes back up his figure until you met his brown ones, “you gonna answer me?” he asked, not breaking eye contact while his free hand dipped below your panties while he swiped two fingers through your damp folds, lips curling into a faint smile when he felt how wet you were for him.

your free hand quickly gripped the counter behind you, looking for anything to stabilize yourself as you felt yourself growing weaker by the second. though, some deep part of your brain that knew paul was just waiting for you to disobey him again so he could punish you helped you respond, “only once,” you whispered, letting out a loud whimper when he rolled your clit between his pointer finger and thumb, his touch gone almost as soon as it was there. 

maintaining eye contact with paul was proving to be difficult but you managed anyways, praying that by behaving yourself he’d opt not to be too rough with you once he finally decided just how he wanted you for the rest of the night. you wished you could read him as well as he read you read but settled on watching his eyes as they flickered with excitement as he seemingly figured out just what he wanted.

“just once?” paul repeated back to you, tugging your panties down before he kicked his boxers off as well, both of you apparently unable to get out of your sweatshirts as your hands remained locked together.

you hummed, “jus’ once,” you whispered back, an alarmed gasp leaving your lips when he used his free hand to lift you up and sit you on the counter, the cold against the backs of your thighs and ass coming in stark contrast to his body heat.

paul chuckled at your reaction, breaking eye contact as tugged your thighs apart with his hand, “show me how you touched yourself,” he mused, that cocky smirk you knew and loved returning to his features as he watched your cheeks heat up to a deep red at his demand.

the submissive side of you was begging to be let out and please him and you quickly let her take over as you lifted your intertwined hands, untangling your fingers from his so you could grab his pointer finger and guide it towards your heat.

the handcuffs clanked with all the sudden movement and paul didn’t seem bothered in the slightest, just smiling to himself as he watched you press his pointer finger down on your clit, “show me how you touched yourself princess,” paul encouraged and you slowly worked his finger in light, tight circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves between your thighs.

a heavy sigh left your lips as you touched yourself with his finger, paul suddenly much more interested int he scene playing out in front of him as he watched your eyes flutter closed, your heart rate speed up, and your tight little hole just centimeters away from his finger pulsate around nothing. 

suddenly, his cock’s throbbing became much more apparent to him, precum leaking from the tip as he listened to the soft sounds leaving your lips while you got to work pleasuring yourself.

deciding against his instincts to take his time with you, he found himself guiding his cock up to your entrance, nestling the tip just inside your entrance to help lubricate you with his precum and tease himself with your warmth. at the sensation, your eyes fluttered back open to look between your thighs, “you’re gonna take it like a good girl, yea?” he asked, smirking again when you quickly nodded, beyond eager to have your imprinter back inside you after so long apart. 

“such a good girl for me,” paul praised, “keep showing me how you touched yourself, ‘m learnin’ a lot,” he teased, smiling as he listened to you giggle at his comment - both of you knowing damn well he taught you just about everything you knew and loved about touching yourself.

giggles aside, you pressed his finger back down onto your clit, rubbing his finger in slow, wider circles while he pressed his hips into yours. you blossomed around him, your heat immediately enveloping him as he split your walls apart on his cock, “doin’ such a good job taking my cock,” paul mused, gripping your hip with his free hand so he could give you a squeeze to reaffirm his praise.

you beamed up at him, happy to know he was happy. he leaned down to press his lips to your forehead, both of you now chest to chest as he buried himself inside your warmth and allowed you a moment to process his length inside you, “could you make yourself cum?” he murmured, squeezing your hip again when you didn’t immediately respond to him.

with a quiet sigh, you released his finger as you lifted your head from his lips to peek up at him, “couldn’t do it without you,” you whispered, your cheeks coated with an even deeper red as you bashfully waited for his response.

paul smiled again, apparently loving every moment of it, “let me show you how to do it,” he mused, the familiar noise of the handcuffs clanking again as he rested his hand on top of yours, taking your pointer finger between his to guide it back to your now swollen nub.

“so first you’re gonna need something to stretch out that pretty pussy of yours, yea? did you use that toy i got you for your birthday?” he asked, referencing the absolutely ridiculous neon pink vibrating rabbit he’d so generously gifted you a few months prior.

your embarrassment around using it without paul had managed to get the best of you which had led to you now using anything on yourself when you’d tried to get off the day before. you shook your head, “didn’t use it,” you murmured, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you waited for his response. 

“princess,” paul started, “‘s definitely why you couldn’t cum,” he chuckled before adding, “you always need that thrusting motion to make yourself cum, yea?” he asked, referencing your blatant inability (usually just refusal though thanks to your clear appreciation for his cock and fingers) to cum without something of his inside you.

you frowned but nodded, leaning back on your free hand as you peeked down between your legs where you watched as he pressed your finger against your clit to begin stroking the nub ever so lightly. 

“so next time you put it inside you and then what?” he asked, continuing his light minstrations against your clit, not seeming in any rush to get an answer out of you as he watched you struggle to process the sensitivity of his featherlike touches against your clit and having his cock buried to the hilt inside you.

you sucked in a breath, eyes searching his as you came up with your response, “then touch my clit like you showed me how,” you whispered bashfully, anxiously pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as you waited to figure out if your answer was correct or not.

thankfully, paul hummed in approval, “did you start like this?” he asked, his fingers pressing down on yours so rub at the bundle of nerves, the action having a gasp leaving your lips almost instantaneously as you leaned back further against your free hand for support. 

he rubbed your finger in slow, tight circles though he added a bit more pressure than you were earlier, the action having a surprisingly good effect on how much pleasure began coursing through your body, “jus’ like that,” you whispered breathlessly, making eye contact with him again as he hungrily watched your reaction to everything.

slowly pulling his hips back, he thrusted into your heat, setting a rhythm as slow and steady as he was on your clit, taking his time building you up to your first orgasm of the night, “doesn’t it feel so much better with my cock inside you though?” he teased, smirking as he watched you whimper and nod, eagerly allowing him to continue to manipulate your handcuffed hands to further pleasure yourself. 

“‘s why you need that toy princess, it’ll make you feel all nice and full and should touch that spot,” his grin widened when he watched your reaction to his cock effortlessly kissing your cervix, loving how easily you came undone on him when he did that.

“paul-” you whimpered, eyes meeting his again. your brain started desperately working through all the ways you could get him to let you cum and right now begging him to continue what he was doing seemed to be winning in your cloudy mind, “keep going,” you pleaded, head dropping back with a low moan when he pressed down a bit harder on your finger, the action increasing the pressure against your clit as he began to pick up the pace of his movements, rubbing your finger in smaller, faster circles as he sped up his thrusts to complement.

despite how he was clearly enjoying teaching you, you could tell he was getting close too as his breathing picked up, “and when you’re gonna cum what do you do?” he asked, voice tighter while he began chasing both of your rapidly approaching orgasms.

despite how fuzzy your mind was, you managed to choke out, “keep doing it.”

“my good girl,” paul praised, “now you gonna ask me if you can cum on my cock or are you trying to get spanked later tonight?” he demanded, both of your breathing hot and heavy, the coil in your belly rapidly tightening as you nearly came undone on him right then and there.

despite how dizzy with pleasure the thought of him spanking you was, your desire to be good for him overrode everything, “can i cum?” you whimpered, suddenly much more aware that you might cum on him before he let you, something you’d never done with him before and were suddenly wondering if you’d shortly be finding out the punishments that came with that. 

paul normally would’ve loved sending you right over the edge just so he had a good excuse to punish you but with his own orgasm about to plow through him like a freight train, he responded, “cum on my cock princess.” 

as the words fell off his tongue, your world exploded into a kaleidoscope of colors, the coil in your belly snapping as you orgasmed on your imprinter, “paul,” you moaned his name loudly, reaching your supporting hand up to wrap around him and hold him tightly against you while he continued to rub your finger across your clit while you came.

within a few moments, paul’s thrusts were losing rhythm as he spilled himself inside your channel. despite the intensity of his own orgasm, paul reminded, “breathe princess,” hugging you tightly against him with his free hand. he pressed his lips to your hair, softening his grip on your fingers so you could lessen the pressure on your clit as you came back to your senses.

“did so good for me,” he praised, peppering your hairline with kisses while he evened his breathing out and waited for you to do the same.

after a few moments, his lips curled into a smile against your hair, “maybe this wasn’t such a bad thing,” he teased, giving your handcuffed hand a squeeze and laughing when that familiar blush returned to your cheeks but you nodded nonetheless. 

[n3ptoonz]

mk1 hcs: how the earthrealm guys react when you ride them

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all the guys here are submissive in these hcs cause i don't see it enough!!! and reader is GN

Smoke

first of all it's his favorite position. nothing he loves more than holding his partner in his arms while they have power over him at the same time

HE. WHIMPERS. A LOT!!!!

CANNOT keep his hands still he's always massaging or caressing some part of your body

begs. he begs. if you stop moving? he will deadass start tearing up and whispering pleas all in your ear

hold his face while you do it. look him in the eyes and give him praise && give him kisses 😔 he's got enough shit from bi han and this the only way he properly relaxes 💔

Raiden

he's not very vocal at first, but he does sigh and grunt a lot

when he's vocal? he's not loud, but curses up a storm. his eyes get all hazy and glossed over too like you gotta tap him back to reality sometimes

he can get handsy but prefers to either keep his hands in place or have them restrained in some way

speaking of which if you do restrain his hands there's a good chance he'll start bucking once he's close and try to pull free. silly goose, we know how to tie knots around here!

if you get really close to his face like holding it or just looking at him he can and will just start mumbling about how good you make him feel/how you're the only one who makes him feel like this

Kung Lao

(turns on self indulgence beam) ahem taps mic is this thing on??

lao is a praise kink BITCH you understand??? and since he's full of himself he for sure will not shy away from whimpering and groaning loud as hell just to hear his own voice

you give him praise and BOOM suddenly it's upturned eyebrows and beads of tears at the corners of his eyes. he will ask you to repeat what you said over and over

once his pride wears out he's a begging mess like smoke. he's super handsy but in the way where he's acting like you're gonna disappear before he nuts. i cracking up at the thought of that

afterwords "did i do good?" or "was i a good boy?" AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHG hey im normal don't give me that look. ALSO PLAY WITH HIS HAIR he's a sucker for it (glad i can say that now he's not bald)(love you mk11 lao i swear)

Kenshi Takahashi

oooo this sensual romantic ass man. sensual romantic ASS man (he likes ass)

he's not a loud guy or it's just rare. his hands aren't gonna go anywhere but your ass though. MAYBE your thighs, but it's always back to ass!

less on whimpering more on grunting but there's occasional cracks in his voice when feels really good. he only full on whimpers if you go fast and gets closer faster from the pace

please for the love of god leave some sort of marks on this man's neck. it drives him CRAZYYYY he'll be cursing like he's never done before especially cause he WILL return the favor

like raiden if you give his face more love especially around his eyes it's up for him you're going to be told how perfect and how good only you can make him feel for the next 72 hours

Johnny Cage

BRAT. he's a brat. Johnny John Carlton Cage is a B R A T

you will have to physically shut him up and that was his mission accomplished. don't let his hands be free either cause he'll keep trying to take control (and keep failing every single time)(again, this was allll part of the plan)

when he's completely helpless at your disposal...bottom bitch alert! whiny whimpering grunting sighing giggling you name it CENTRAL. he the type to whine about being restricted when it was literally his own idea in the first place

he's a praise kink bitch too i mean come on THE johnny cage ik you weren't expecting otherwise. tell him he's a good boy but also call him your bitch oh how he loves it

and by the way... record. everything. he'll watch those tapes back like they're old school vhs memories

Liu Kang

how you got a god to submit to you is beyond anyone's belief. but who cares?! drain that mf (balls)

he absolutely positively loves loves LOVES eye contact. you look him in the eyes long enough it's like your souls are fuckin too (literally that scene with him and titan kitana except you're looking down at him everybodyshutthefuckup)

give him a bunch of kisses pls pls pls he craves it he adores it CARNALLY. very very handsy man there's no part of you that goes untouched.

he's too calm to be loud but he does grunt and will have dragged out moans that result in a higher pitched tone

surprise, even a god could use some praise every now and then!!! he blushes the most whenever you call him perfect or tell him he's doing great even with all that's on his plate on the daily <3

Sub Zero

this stubborn fucker. just pull his hair and give him the same look he gives everybody and he's all yours cause then he'll look like this (i cannot stop referring to this picture)

in the privacy of your shared room (idc if this is ooc this is tumblr god damn it) he's a stuttering mess and cannot keep his hands off your hips and thighs for anything so prepare for those areas to have frostbite

there are times where his hands slide up your back when he's close, and by this time his furrowed brows and sharp gaze are completely gone. he's looking up at you like you've descended just to give him the ride of his life (bc you did obviously)

if he whimpers it's raspy and deep. he generally grunts and groans and a lot of profane language coming from them lips

however comma it's rare he'll shudder and whine like a lil bitch if he can't touch you oooo and he's a bucker too

Scorpion

last but certainly not least this sexy mf. i fully fully believe that he would not hesitate to submit to someone he's in love with (you hahaha)

you don't even need to pull his hair just glide your fingers through it he's set for life. he sighs and just smiles, you're so good to him

he's not very vocal but he certainly whines and has shallower breaths when he's close. when he looks up at you he has to try his hardest not to bust right there cause damnnn you fine as hail

thigh man thigh man thigh man. oh, did i say thigh man? i meant to say HE'S A THIGH MAN. and neck, like kenshi don't even think about getting up off of him without a bunch of marks on his neck and shoulders if ya feelin freekie

if you pull his hair he will cum. and you heard that from me.

ask box is open! <3

[ajortga]

(over) protective

pairing: jenna ortega x fem reader

summary: jenna has never let you out of her sight after she almost lost you, even during the most unnecessary times.

word count: 2.4k+

warnings: little angst, mentions of blood, injuries, near character death? knives, kidnapping mentions, mostly fluff after the parts inspired by a good girl's guide to murder pass, jenna being a silly girl

based off request! the start was a little rushed:(

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Where r goes missing for a month and when she was found somewhere kidnapped or smthng Jenna has been so very very VERY protective of r and has NEVER let r out of her sight. Thats all tyyy

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Most likely dead.

That’s the word Jenna couldn’t stop hearing on the news once the 72 hour mark hit on the news. 

Dead, dead, dead. 

She couldn’t bear it, it made her stomach stir wildly, her breath quickening like she just ran a 20k race. 

The first three days a person goes missing is the most important, as those hours go up, the likelihood of a person being found decreases.

The likelihood of you being found decreases by a landslide each time Jenna sees the clock hit another hour, anxiety filling her belly even though it was filled enough.

She wishes that she would have noticed the signs sooner. You weren’t home for four hours after going to run some errands.

You said it would be quick.

Jenna just brushed it off that you took some time off for yourself for that time, maybe got a massage. You always did that. She wished that she would have called you instead of texted you the first hour you were gone. You always answer her calls, maybe then she would’ve noticed that something was wrong. If you didn’t answer, you’d call her back just a little moment after.

She wished that she would've noticed that something was wrong when the signs were right in front of her.

Sweat dripped down her forehead during those 3 nights. 3 nights of restless movements and praying that you would be okay. What would she do if you weren’t? No, Jenna couldn’t think like that. She hoped that you just decided to get time to yourself for a while, she really hoped that would be the case. 

The police came with little solutions. It was likely that you ran away or got kidnapped. Jenna couldn’t bear to hear the second part if evidence supported it. 

Endless ticks of the clock were slow, yet as slow as they were, she hoped that it could mean that you could be found faster since the clock was ticking so slowly. But it just wasn’t like that.

72 hours turns into a week. Then 3. And by the time Jenna feels like she’s going to mentally kill herself, she finds out. As soon as the sheriffs send her a call, she’s busting out of her apartment, going speeds that would get her a ticket, two if she were lucky.

The police had told her you were kidnapped. They had gotten a lead when your girlfriend told them that you went out for some errands. They traced back to the security footage that was available. They searched all stores that could possibly have a slither of Sure enough, after a few days of waiting, footage from multiple stores were sent back. 

Replays and replays. The day when your body was found is when he found you, about to enter your car after stuffing bags of groceries. A strong pair of arms dragging you away as they shoved chemicals, most likely chloroform into your mouth.

But who was he? Who was this man that dragged you away as your kicks and struggles lessened, your eyes rolling back when you began to pass out?

The killer was masked, but they weren’t slick enough, of course when they drove away, they were stupid enough (Jenna was so glad for this) to drive a licensed car that belonged to them.

They may have found the killer, but it would take even longer to find you.

How the hell did it take them a month to be able to find you? That’s 10 times as much as 72 hours.

-

You were found, unconscious and limp in a secluded area 25 minutes away from the city. You were taped against the wall so you couldn't move. Fresh looking bloody wounds and gashes littered all over your body. Even the police couldn’t recognize you with the blood covering your shaking figure. 

The body they found was cold, starved, maybe a cracker or two per meal, you were so malnourished.

It was scary. So so scary. As soon as Jenna came to the scene, she was sobbing. Sobbing because a part of her thought you would die.

The building was small, gray, locked doors and broken windows. You had tried to get out, police told her from how the upper windows were shattered. But as soon as you did, you were dragged back. Duct taped even further against poles surrounding you, a rope barely strangling you, a knife sinking through every piece of untouched skin so you were in too much agony to move. They caught your kidnapper. Caught him before he could escape or hurt anyone else. If he was the cause of a disappearance for someone else, there would be someone like Jenna, hopeless and scared. Jenna was too tired and terrified to feel glad. But someone wouldn’t have to live through what Jenna did for a month, someone wouldn’t have to live like you did for a month.

“Oh my god!” The brunette girl wailed as she pushed out of medics' ways, seeing your pale body against a stretcher. “Y/N,” she cried, cupping your blood-stained face with her hands. “Wake up, it’s okay! I’m here.” 

An oxygen mask was covering your face, helping you breathe properly. This was the first time in weeks you were able to breathe fresh air. You couldn’t get proper airflow from how tightly your kidnapper tied tape around your neck. Your eyes barely open, catching a blurry sight of your girlfriend, her tears dripping on your teared up sweater before fluttering closed again.

“You can’t go,” you hear, before you nod off.

-

Jenna found out that your kidnapper was an obsessive and mentally insane fan of hers. He tracked you down as soon as he found out she was off limits and admitted he was planning to kill you. She didn’t even know how he tracked you, must’ve waited till paparazzi released photos and moved to the area nearby.

It made her sweat and stir with guilt, knowing that it was her fault that you could’ve been in massive danger. You were in massive danger, just saved at the right time. It might haunt her for years.

When you wake up, bright hospital lights greet you as you make a surprised and weak groan. The first thing you see when you open your eyes is those freckles you know all too well, cupping your cheeks as you whine from the sting of the cuts.

She’s rubbing your cheeks, caressing your neck, ruffling your hair, looking down at you with worried eyes. You feel as though she might cry when she’s shaking your body. “Y/N? Baby, are you awake?” 

“Mhh,” you mumble, squinting around the room as the steady monitor of your heart beeps through your ears.

“Hey, stop moving.” Jenna gently pushes you back onto the bed as your eyes look around in confusion. “Fuck, you scared me so badly,” she sniffles, wiping her tears as she grips onto your hand tightly. “I thought you died.”

If you two weren’t in this situation, you’d think it’s cute and silly how protective she was over you. But she was right, you could’ve died. You were trapped in a room with a kidnapper that wanted to kill you. The smallest windows, doors that were locked shut, and your vision was taken away from you most of the time, except when he fed you. It was basically crackers and the littlest amount of water. He fed you a little more when the two week mark hit, when you were basically a ragdoll.

The terrifying moments that would flash into your mind, creep into your dreams and turn your slumber into a nightmare would haunt you for months. Even when you managed to get out, he found you and hurt you so badly that you couldn’t move anymore. 

Jenna could tell you weren’t trying to show her you were scared. You didn’t want to make her more worried. 

"I'm never letting you leave my sight again."

-

When you got discharged from the hospital, Jenna made sure to stick with you wherever you went. 

As you make a tiny grunt and reach for the sugar on the top shelf, Jenna shrieks. “Nope! Not happening, I can get it.” She says, beginning to grab a big ass ladder from outside.

“Baby, I don’t think that’s necessary.. I can get it, you’re shorter than me and it’ll take a lot more work-”

Jenna comes back from the hallway, carrying a big ladder with her tiny hands, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as she places it on the floor tile. She begins to climb up and grab the sugar. “You need to rest that body.”

You sigh, “Baby, I’m a month healed-”

“Are your injuries fully healed?” She raises an eyebrow at you.

“Well.. No but the doctor said-”

“Then I’m not letting you overstretch a single muscle, we can’t let those stitches rip, baby. Cuddles are the only exception.”

You roll your eyes, let her take the win on this one.

-

“I’m gonna go get us some watermelon! It’s hot, be right back!” You call out, grabbing your keys as you turn to go to open the door, except your girlfriend is already there.

“Nuh uh, not happening. Let’s go.” She says, extending her hand out to you for you to hold. You look at her with a confused expression, “Baby, we already have kiwi, I can go by my-” She interrupts you, “No, the last time you went to go out, you didn’t fucking come back for a month from that psycho. We are going together, I don’t care about kiwis right now. I care that if someone were to kidnap you, they’d have to go through me first.” Jenna pulls out a pair of boxing gloves from her tote bag.

“Where the hell did you get those?”

“On set! So I can defend you and don’t have to scratch my arms in the process.”

A deep breath leaves your lips as she shakes her hand, impatient to feel yours in hers. “Fine, you win. But don’t be upset if a kidnapper manages to take off those boxing gloves within seconds and take your short body away.”

She huffs, tugging your arm to the grocery store.

-

“Aliyah?” You blink, looking at the younger Ortega in your apartment. “What are you doing here?” You itch a bandaid as she plays with her hair.

“Jenna said I have to play bodyguard,” she says, shaking her head. “This girl had to film and didn’t want you to be alone.”

Your nose twitches.

“I could’ve just driven to your house, I don’t want us to both get kidnapped,” you joke.

Aliyah snorts, “I did think about that, but Jenna said no cause she didn’t want you to be in danger if you get into your car and somehow you get taken away.”

That’s just Jenna. Jenna Ortega. Sometimes you feel as if you should feel a little annoyed when she never lets you go alone anywhere. But you never can, you’re way too in love to be frustrated at your baby. If anything, it gives you an excuse to cling to her everywhere you go without being told off.

“You wanna bake?”

Aliyah looks at the kitchen as she shrugs, “Sure. Then I can tell Jenna we wanted to have a heating pan to defend ourselves and decided to bake while we were at it.”

-

"He looks suspicious." Your girlfriend says, taking a step forward and making sure you're behind her while she glares daggers at the man.

Sometimes you wish she was taller, because right now, she looks like a child you're babysitting.

She leans back a little too hard onto your front and you wince.

"Shit, I'm sorry. Shh, I'm sorry." She says with a frown, softly rubbing your healing wounds against your stomach.

"Baby, I think he's just staring because you have a butterfly knife out and about, looking like you're going to murder him." You admit, gesturing to the knife that was point sided up.

"That could be a reason. But I will fight if he comes near!"

"Jenna, we're standing in front of an entrance for a coffee shop. The poor man just wants to get coffee."

The freckled cheek girl turns to see what you're talking about and notices the glass door behind you two. "Oh shit."

You drag her wrist gently as you two step to the side, you give the man an empathetic smile. He nervously looks at Jenna and runs into the coffee shop.

"Why are you still staring at that man? And put that knife away!" You smack her arm lightly as she goes "Hey!" and closes the knife.

-

“Jenna, do you seriously have to be in the same stall as me while we go to the bathroom?” You say quietly, looking up at her as she stares at you intently while you do your business. “Hey, no eyes here, invasion of privacy. Couldn’t you have waited right outside the stall?”

Her freckled nose wrinkles, “And risk someone grabbing you from behind?” She waddles to the wall behind the toilet as she knocks. “I’m 500% sure that this wall can slide and someone is just waiting to take my baby, not happening!”

“Jen-” you sigh, a grin spreading across your lips, “At this point, I think you’re just making an excuse to stare at me pee.”

She gasps sarcastically, making a pfft noise. “Oh yeah, for sure. I just love watching you go to the bathroom in this cramped stall.” She mocks, her cheeks a little red.

“I know, I must be a beauty.”

You hear the restroom door open as you flush. “Dude, I don’t even think you can fit with me in here. It's so small. ”

Jenna rolls her eyes, an annoyed whine escaping her lips. “Well, it is a little tight in here.”

As you two exit the stall, a lady waiting in line looks at you both with a grimace. Confusion lingers in her features before you can tell that she’s thinking something different than what actually happened. The faucet turns on as cold water and bubbly soap cleanses your scarred hands. You giggle at the picture of that weirded-out look the poor lady gave you two. After you shut it off, you pull Jenna closer and cup a hand against her ear, whispering, “I think the person that was waiting in line thinks we just had sex in that stall.”

[endereies]

MERCH DROP - CS

No Nut November - Day 30

NNN Masterlist...

-➤ You and Chris decide to announce your relationship through a merch drop

for: @issysh3ll

Merch releases weere reasonably often for the triplets, having them during any holiday or milestone. With their growth, they became more professional and personal to them. A lot of them were in relation to videos they did or even inside jokes between them. Nick would do his own themed drops for space camp, varying in themes. Chris, however, tended to follow a familiar pattern. His love for deer and his logo was printed on every article he sent out. This time, it was slightly different.

“Chris, you messaged me? What’s up?” You sauntered into the living room, staring at the messages Chris sent you only a few minutes ago. Once you placed it in your back pocket, you looked up to finally see what it was about.

“Look at them!” Chris grips a hoodie from a box and lifts it to his chest. The fabric was made from a dark burgundy colour that made the white lettering stand out. It was one you had specifically requested when you and him sat down to gather ideas.

A soft gasp leaves your mouth as you hold a hoodie from the box next to the other. It was a classic black shade with an oval printed on the chest. It had the words ‘Fresh Love’ on top of two printed cans. One of the cans was an obvious Pepsi can while the other was your favourite drink. “These are perfect, all of them look so cute.”

“Want to see my favourite one?” Before you could mutter a reply, a shirt gets uncovered showing a deer and a fox next to each other, presented like his spotlight tee from a previous drop. Both of the animals were looking at each other, not focusing on anything else. It reminded you of how you each act together.

“This is a good idea, right?” the idea of releasing the news to all the fans had been playing with your mind from day one. How would they react? Would they hate on you? What would-

“I’m ready if you are, I don’t want to hide my relationship with you just because some of the ‘fans’ are jealous of what they were never going to get.” He rolled his eyes playfully before attempting to fold the clothes neatly in the boxes.

“Neither do I, I don’t want to hide anything. It sucks when you are all filming, and I have dedicate my time with you around that.”

“It’s not the fans who matter, it’s us, okay?” With the added reassurance, you nodded meekly.

Then he quickly smirked and grabbed your hand and phone simultaneously. Without processing it, your hand instinctively wrapped around his, your new nails clearly on show. He snapped a photo of the merch with both your hands in the bottom left corner. A quick blush covered your cheeks as he immediately added it to his Instagram story, tagging his brands. He didn’t tag you purposefully for the build up.

He shrugged, placing his phone back on the table. “Don’t mean we can’t tease em back.”

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