#y’all can enjoy my rage lol

[senpaichan]

Don't take this the wrong way. But your hate of the Chocolate Guy is very amusing.

I am Aware that many of my friends think this. 😐

[lingering-42-long]

141 + extra when they get home from war

Y’all be too much lol. This is my third head cannon and the Mother’s Day one is still on the top of the likes list and I don’t know why like that one was my trash one and everything else I like put time and effort into. It’s like offering people a gourmet meal or Ramen noodles with chicken nuggets, lol I’m glad everybody does enjoy my Content though, and I hope that you all enjoy this one as well!

COD x Female Character

Warnings: PG-13, mentioning of sex, fluff, suggestion of angst

Captain John Prince

• when he gets home, he’s usually pretty tired.

• Don’t be alarmed if he just wants to sleep when he gets home.

• Usually you pick him up from the airport and he will load in his bags with a grunt and say that he could really use some good sleep.

• He smells like gun powder and dirt, even though he just took a shower.

• When he gets home, he will give you a kiss, then head off to bed no matter what time of day it is.

• He’s just that tired.

• When he wakes up the first thing he does is go back over to you and give you a proper kiss and a proper greeting.

• Make sure that you have some food for him. He’s going to be hungry, and he really needs some thing that’s more sustainable than MREs.

• He wants to hear about your life and what you’ve been up to while he’s been at work.

• Listening to you talk is one of his favorite past times and it helps him relax. Sitting in front of the couch while watching some TV show while you’re rambling on about the past months and about what you’ve been up to really brings a smile to his face.

• He likes to catch up on his reading.

• This man enjoys reading with a cigar in his mouth and a glass of bourbon.

• If you’ve picked out a new book for him to read, he will be gladly appreciate of of it.

• But most importantly, he would want you to be in his lap while he’s reading, but if you don’t like the smell of cigar smoke near your face, he will make sure not to smoke near you.

Lieutenant Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

• Simon comes home as Ghost.

• The persona of a vengeful wraith and the shell of a once human is what your are graced with.

• He is very quiet, very solemn, and very cold.

• This is because he’s just dealing with his PTSD.

• He needs time to heal from recent encounters. This can take as little as one week to as long as three months.

• After badgering him enough times, to go see a therapist, he obliges.

• Though he’s pretty cranky about it.

• Give him space. He doesn’t want to hurt you, but right now, he doesn’t trust himself, especially with the nightmares raging through his mind.

• His nightmares are so vivid that it can be hard to distinguish Friend or foe.

• This is due to the fact that he needs to be working or else those vile thoughts come hunting him.

• He will never tell you about what goes on while he’s away.

• Once Ghost disappears, Simon takes his place.

• The poor broken man is just tired, and he just wants to lay next to you and hear about your day or months.

• Once you become stable enough, he begins to be more active around the house instead of just brooding in the bedroom.

• He hast to keep himself busy at all times.

• No rest for the wicked.

• Hast to sleep with a lamp on.

• Even though he seems harsh around the outside, he loves you deeply, and that’s why he separates himself from you for a certain time.

Sergeant Johnny ‘Soap’ MacTavish

• Opposite of Ghost, Johnny is so excited to see you!

• As soon as he gets off the airplane, he runs over to you!

• This man is all over you before you even see him!

• He starts asking you 1 million questions about how your months have been and what’s been going on with his family and any news on the recent football (soccer) matches.

• You actually have to calm him down because he’s all over the place.

• When you get into the car, he is kissing you all over your face.

• This man has enough energy to run to the moon and back, and it shows.

• He’ll try to take you right there if only he wasn’t in a car confined by a seatbelt

• Johnny is quick to help around the house and do whatever task you need to do.

• He says he’s making up for lost time.

• If you’ve decorated the house in a new way, he will always compliment what you’ve done to it.

• Johnny wakes up early in the morning and practically begged you to join him on a hike.

• It could be down pouring for all he cares about but he really wants to be with you while he’s working out.

• He will bring you back a souvenir probably something stupid like a rock or a jar of sand.

• If he gets any scars, he shows you and starts pointing them out and tells you the story about each and everyone of them.

• He won’t go into great detail about how gruesome the battling was.

• He wants you to be in his life every step of the way, even if you’re at home.

Sargent Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

• Kyle is grinning from ear to ear when he sees you!

• He’s not as hyper as Johnny, nor is he a stoic as his captain.

• He has the perfect mix between excited and tired

• When you to get home, he says that you two should just order pizza and he’s dying to play a video game with you even if he’s a little tired.

• Kyle doesn’t go into a lot of detail about his work. He’ll just make an occasional gesture about what he saw what he did.

• Like soap, he’ll bring you back a souvenir.

• He actually takes time with his souvenir shopping though, and we’ll go to local markets installs to actually pick you out some thing that you might like.

• Happy to be with you and glad to be away from the fighting.

Commander Alejandro Vargas

• When he comes home, his first instinct is to drop his bags by the door, and bring you into a warm and passionate kiss and hug.

• As much as he loves his job and all of his soldiers and team, some thing about being at home with you makes him feel truly loved.

• He may be tired, but he still going to serenade you like it’s his last day on earth.

• If you haven’t started making dinner yet, he will help and participate with whatever you’re doing. He may be tired, but he’s never tired for you.

• He loves watching you move around the house.

• He’s not going to deny it, but you wearing his clothes and cooking dinner with him really turns him on.

• After dinner, he may propose a night in bed to you.

• This man serenades you in sex especially after he’s been away for a long time

• Physical touch is his love language, and he loves being with you.

Sergeant Major Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

• Like his commander, when he comes home, all he wants to do is drop his bags and immediately embrace you and a warm hug while rubbing your head and whispering how much he’s missed you.

• He also wants to help you cook dinner, or do some thing, but if you go, tell him to take a shower and to relax, he won’t deny that he needs it.

• Rudy loves reading a book with you so after dinner he will want to skip the washing dishes and ask if you would like to read with him before going to bed. No matter what time it is in the day. If he’s tired enough, he will once to at least read a little bit before falling asleep.

• Once he’s asleep, the bags underneath his eyes seem to disappear. He knows you’re close and he knows that you’re safe and that’s all that he could ever ask for to make him happy.

König

• As soon as he gets off the airplane and sees you amongst the crowd of people, his anxiety stops, and he immediately makes his way to you.

• He can’t sleep on an airplane, but as soon as he’s in the car, he’s about ready to doze off. You have to remind him not to though, because waking him up or trying to drag him out of the car is near impossible.

• He is really trying hard not to pass out in the car.

• Once he gets home, he stumbles into the kitchen looking for a nice tall glass of water to drink, and a sandwich or two to eat.

• Make sure that you keep the sandwiches stocked.

• This man will then make his way to the bedroom, take a cold shower, get into some warm PJs, and then slip into bed.

• Once he’s asleep, he will stay in his hybernation for roughly 3 days.

• He will only wake up to use the restroom, get a drink of water, or to eat some thing.

• When his mind is on the battlefield, he rarely puts himself into a sleep state, but when he’s at home, it’s like all of the hours that he missed, sleeping or suddenly compiled in a single week.

• Just let him rest, and sooner or later, he’ll wake up from his hibernation, and will seek you out so that he can give you kisses and hugs and ask how your time has been away from him.

Alex Keller

• When Alex gets back, like everybody on this list, he is tired.

• His leg is very sore from the prosthetic. Prosthetics are not comfortable and cause I’m serious leg and back pain.

• He will ask very nicely if you could massage his leg for him when he gets home.

• Once he’s in the car, Alex is taking off that damn prosthetic leg and rubbing his stump.

• You can tell he’s in a lot of pain just by the way, his eyes crease, and a frown forms.

• In order to get him off of the pain, you talk to him about his time.

• This usually makes him perk up since he enjoys talking to you about his adventures.

• His personality is like a mix between Johnny and Kyle, but leans more towards Kyle.

• When you get home you’ll have to help him walk because he really does not want to put on his prosthetic.

• You just leave the bag in the car to get later.

• When Alex gets into bed, it’s like a huge sigh of relief washes over him.

• You can see how red and agitated his amputated limb is.

• You do what you can to make him feel better by applying some numbing cream and giving him some pain relieving medicine.

• He always feels better once you start massaging his leg and even more so if you give them a back rub.

• This man is a simple man and enjoys a simple massage after months of no rest.

Philip Graves

• Like a soldier from World War II coming home to meet his best girl.

• He always surprises you when he comes home and has one of his shadow men drive him to the house.

• He always buys you a huge bouquet of flowers and some pretty jewelry as well.

• When he walks through the door, he asks where his baby girl is.

• And of course you come running and giving him a huge hug and crying, which he immediately envelops you into a hug.

• He’s whispering in your ear with that southern drawl about how much she misses you.

• He gets a little into himself when he’s talking about how his mission is or how he was able to handle such a dangerous and daunting task.

• As egotistical, as this may seem, it is his way of expressing his love for you in a slightly weird way.

• In the evening, he’ll probably swoop you up into a dance, with both of you, smiling and laughing.

• He tells you how much he misses you and how much he loves you.

• In bed, he shows you how much he means both of those things.

[stargirlcatie]

Hey guys! This is my first like actual post ig lol! But yeah these are Dave Lizewski headcannons from Kickass. So enjoy!

Fluff

okay when dave first met you he for sure got nervous trying to talk to you (poor boy probably almost threw up from how gorgeous he thought you were)

but he most definitely was shocked to see you at his comic store one day (idk if you read comics or not i’m just putting the this because cool people read comics)

but when y’all started dating he’s very cute. like hand holding and all that

he LOVES. showing you off to his friends like making out in front of them (like he did with Katie 🤭)

he also adores when you call him baby or like just when you say his name in a like curtain tone

also once you find out his kick-ass he most definitely sneaks through your window and is like “um baby? let me in please” so you can like clean up his wounds and just spend time with him after he just got beat up

also defending him when people like tease him at school (not that he really does anymore just when he used to)

he loves spending time with you around school. like at lunch or even studying together in the library he loves looking at you when you are focused on something

okay but now for the spicy stuff 🤭😈

Smut

MOST DEFINITELY A WHIMPERER.

he loves when you ride him, that way he can like have better access touching your body (he also loves look at your face you make when you bounce up and down on him)

he hasn’t had that much experience so he usually let’s you take control but sometimes depending on how he is feeling he’ll take over

his favorite thing ever is receiving head (well he’s literally a teenage boy with raging hormones so course) but he loves going down on you, he loves giving you pleasure and hearing all the sounds you make just for him (but boy most definitely has to like grind on the bed when eating you out it frustrates him how hot and bothered it makes him when he goes down on you so he has to have some friction)

he loves hearing you call him “good boy”or say “fuck you’re so good for me” or “you feel so good baby” and like when you say “oh yeah?” in a certain tone boy will literally cum on the spot hearing you say that

he also has most definitely jerked off to you before (like you sending him a really dirty picture of you he will fucking lose it)

he loves like when you kiss down his neck and giving him hickeys he thinks it’s the most attractive thing ever.

but in all honesty he just loves you so much and can’t believe you got with him (because you’re so gorgeous duh)

BUT OKAY GUYS THATS IT HOPE Y’AL ENJOYED THIS!!! I APOLOGIZE THIS IS SO SHORT 😞

[lunicho]

Here r my thoughts !! I hope they’re ok bc I’m really sleepy rn so idk if they make sense lololll

K: def a dom

- like I CANT see him as a sub

- If u try to make him submissive he’ll just mock u n make fun of the things u say when ur with him

- You: “Stop making fun of me”

- K: “I thought this was normal sub behavior 😋😋”

Fuma: soft dom

- likes taking care of you n worries about ur pleasure first

- If u want to be the dominant one he doesn’t mind and let’s u

- Subby Fuma tho…mmm tastyyy

- a soft dom but can be a mean one if he’s feeling extra possessive

Nico: switch (or is it called vers? Like versatile? I forgot 😟)

- a little controversial(/j) but I’ll d!e on this hill

- He tries to be the dominant one all the time but if he goes more than 2 days without ur pussy he’s on his knees begging for you and is at your mercy

- He just wants to be good to you so he’ll want to be in control but every now and again he wants to be taken care of and have you make him feel so good

EJ: service top with a sprinkle of sub

- As much as I love subby Juju and making him tear up I see him more as a service top but the subby parts of him comes out and he ends up falling apart bc u feel so good around him when he was supposed to put you first

- I looooooveeee service top juju

Yuma: MEAN DOMMMMM

- he is MEAN

- He makes FUN OF YOU

- But the dick is so good you’ll only go to him (so basically the mean dom Yuma you always talk about LOL)

- He’s actually not mean which is the funny part 😭 when y’all aren’t having sex he’s so chill and easy to hang out with 😭 he just likes seeing you cry and whimper as he fucks you and calling you names is the fastest way to do it LOL

- I KNOW the jealous sex is so good bc he gets jealous and possessive so easily so if another man tries to make a move on you he is FUMING and he needs to fuck you as fast as possible

Jo: sub

- pov: ur at the “I love sub!Jo” contest and ur opponent is me 😋😋😋😋

- Sub!Jo is so beautiful in my mind like him just laying down while i have my mouth on him PLEASEEE

- He likes it when you praise him omfg praise kink Jo 😵‍💫 but that’s for another time

- Tbh I see him as the type of guy that’ll do anything for you so you can praise him

Harua: switch

- as you know I’m a switch!Harua truther

- This section won’t be long since I already talked about it it

- But bratty sub Harua 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

- Sassy dom Harua who knows how to control you 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Taki: switch but u HAVE to hear me out

- every time I think of Taki most of the time it’s just pretty shiny sub Taki who wants all of your attention on him

- The type to D!E if you don’t take care of him and his raging boner /j

- Whines a lot 😵‍💫

- BUT LISTEN

- Recently…him and his “morality police” bit where he’s (playfully) telling the members to cover up and not wear revealing outfits

- Makes me think of mean dom Taki 😵‍💫 where you wear revealing and skimpy outfits to mess with him and he fucks you harddddd bc he knows you’re just trying to get his attention and to rile him up

Overall I also think that they’re all really possessive with the exception of Jo but those thoughts haven’t marinated long enough in my brain yet 😙

-😵‍💫

HOPE U GOT SOME REST BOO THANG, u came and u served and now its time for u to get the rest u so rightfully deserve bc this right here ‼️‼️

kei - okay so i do agree, he most often takes on a dominant role just because he enjoys it and it comes so naturally for him. BUT i had a convo with one of my moots (shout out mel 🙏🏾) where we explored the idea of subby kei and i think he's in there somewhere. he has the potential to be submissive but may not know how to go about it or how to commit to that fully which is why he'd rather be all snappy and mean and mock u about it and in other words that's why he kinda acts like a brat 🤷🏾‍♀️. but dom kei is so so real there's no denying that ☝🏾😌

fuma - YES. everyone who read my fuma a-z knows i agree cuz like duh, he's so soft dom to me but he has a love for being the submissive one. he may not be THE MOST submissive guy out there but being under u and being doted on is something he enjoys thoroughly. but yeah like u said ur his baby and his top priority so he loves taking care of u <3 subby fuma is incredibly delicious to think about if im so fr like idk

nico - i giggled. SWITCH NICHO IS SO REAL TO ME 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭. ppl are too scared to play around with the idea of subby nicho but COME ONNNN u can't tell me this man wouldn't look and sound so good when he's getting edged and ur sucking him off or jerking him off or riding him like i can hear it so clearly in my mind how he'd suck in a breath thru his teeth and how he'll grunt and groan sm and how- yeah. also pussy obsessed nicho?? hello??? him not being able to be without pussy is so true i could say sm abt that but imma move on for everyone sake

juju - the way when i read his section the first time i went "NOOOOOO" but then i read it again and was like,,, oh wait kinda true tho. he leans so subby cuz of how well he listens and how obedient he is. he'll let u use him and grind against his face/ride his face, he'll let u pull his hair and get yourself off using his tongue like 😞. he's a service top cuz he likes making u feel good but i will never deny sub juju. i will never deny how pathetically hard he gets sometimes and how he Will tear up in front of u quicker than either of u could even process 😞

yuma - EXACTLY LMAOHSJS he's not actually mean or crazy at all like he is during sex which is what makes it hotter cuz he's so versatile. i do think that he can change up a lot and he can be soft and sweet at times too but he's just a rough sex enjoyer what can i say 🤷🏾‍♀️. i do wish ppl would fuck around with the idea of sub yuma more tho cuz i need people to feed me those thoughts like i wanna hear what ppl say so bad 😞 (teamies dom, sub, switch analysis but it's just me wanting people to explore the idea of sub teamies) AND THE JEALOUS SEX?? big yes he's sooo jealous and possessive sometimes like it's crazy 💔

jo - ?!?!?!?!?! $! $;! #;#;#? +#(#) #+#-(# like what like ?!?! $? ;$? $+($-# and why have u never come to my inbox abt sub jo?? didn't even know this was an agenda u had wtf??? LITERALLY okay. okay. let me control myself. i see him as a sub as well and i see him as the type who's a little naive but not necessarily in a bad way. he's just the type to follow you so blindly just bc ur his partner and he wants to do anything to please you so he can be ur good boy 😞 i could see the dom jo agenda but it's smth abt sub jo that feels so true to him 😞 he's so cute ugh

harua - yes 😞 i am aware of your switch rua agenda 🙏🏾 and honestly i think it's quite accurate i just cannot fully process harua as a dom like it just won't register in my mind so i always just think of him as a sub. and i always feel like he's not really like a brat he's just kinda moody and super needy and if he ever is bratty it's cuz of him acting up for your attention 😞

taki - ??!?!?!!!!! $;! $:$? $($(($$ okay so?!?!? fuck i literally agree like FUCKK 😭 taki can be so submissive to the point where if u told him to get on all fours and bark then he fucking would. this man will do anything for some pussy like im being so fr. he just might fall over and die if u haven't made him cum in a little while cuz he's like erm hello??? but he's such a good sub like genuinely 😞 but as a dom?? 😵‍💫😵‍💫 can't even properly process the thoughts that are happening in my mind but i just know he's rough and mean like u said, a little controlling too if im so so honest with u ohhh em geeeee. like maybe he only rlly doms on specific occasions or like maybe u both just switch often cuz i could see him needing someone who's willing to switch up regularly depending on your moods yk? (FUCK HOW'D THIS PARAGRAPH GET SO LONG??? i feel like i didn't even say anything 😭)

[myslutwritings]

Playing minecraft headcanons with the uppermoons (+Muzan & Enmu)

this will be a modern!AU (they’re still demons tho)

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(this is also my first post lmao)

Muzan

okay it takes a HELL ton of convincing to have Muzan himself play with you.

he views any sort of game as ‘dumb’ or ‘childish’

you try to remind him that it’s not in the slightest but it doesn’t do anything much (bro is stubborn)

he’s the demon king? why should he associate himself with the idiotic games mortals play?

eventually he goes give in (bc he loves you in his own weird demonic way..)

strictly on survival mode. doesn’t care what you do but he sees creative mode as a ‘easy way out’ and he wants to be a hard ass (no surprises here)

kills any mob in sight and any mob that comes near you (claims he does it because he’s the demon king and wants to overpower everything and everyone but in reality he just wants to look out for you)

loses his SHIT when he gets dies in the game (triggers his fear of death lol)

you made a joke about him being like the mobs in minecraft because they burn in the sunlight (like him)

he doesn’t play with you after that but he secretly enjoyed spending time with you! (shh, you’ll never hear it from him)

Kokushibo

doesn’t take too much convincing (thank god)

he lowkey enjoys trying out new things with you! you’ve always done everything for him so the least he can do is return the favor.

probably doesn’t really understand it at first so you gotta explain the game to him

gets frustrated easily in the game but it’s more of a silent rage. you take notice of it because his body language changes so it’s not exactly difficult to spot.

like muzan he’ll kill anything that goes near you. (he’s protective even in the game)

most likely will envy your game abilities. (it’s okay you’ll teach him!)

you find it cute that he’s so serious about it sometimes

The both of y’all share jobs in the game and end up creating a lovely little house!

spoiler alert he burns it down after he finds out you can burn things in the game. he did it for no reason whatsoever.

you don’t really mind all that much though. you’re just grateful you got to play with him!

Douma

douma loves and i mean LOVES playing with you!!

this man is bored. (like all the time) so doing something like this will definitely keep him occupied! but he may grow bored quickly because that’s just how he is.

he still adores playing with you though and wants to do it again!

he’ll praise you for how great you are at the game. literally head over heals for you<33

the type of mf to pick up a flower (specifically a rose) and drop it at your feet in the game.

pouts like a toddler when you don’t notice it:((

“Y/N?! didn’t you see the flower i dropped right in front of you!”

he’s clingy even in the game and will follow you around EVERYWHERE.

he is jealous of your building skills and begs you to build him a house💀

Douma’s fav biome is probably the ice plains spikes biome. anything that has to do with snow or ice!

he too also gets frustrated in the game sometimes and SUCKS at hiding it. he doesn’t have outbursts though (surprisingly)

most likely will rizz you up even in the fucking game😭

then after like a few hours of playing he gets bored and either wants to eat (women) or cuddle with you. (maybe both)

Akaza

Akaza is the most interesting to play with out of them all (because he’s just so goofy when playing)

the only thing that’s annoying is that he’ll chase danger quite literally for fun. he will fight anything. I MEAN ANYTHING.

i pity the mobs who (tried) to attack you..

game rage? it’s in his veins. (it’s semi-amusing to witness him get pissed off)

make sure he doesn’t punch a hole in your TV or your computer (whatever you play on) that shits expensive.

like during his battles bro uses only his fists to kill everything. weapons? nah. pro is anti-weapons. uses his fists for quite literally everything and will throw a fit when he dies.

he’ll praise you whenever you kill anything though! (he’s a sweetheart like that)

he’s like a guard dog even in the silly game. (over protective is an understatement)

he attempts to build you a house (it isn’t too horrible, surprisingly)

one time when the two of you were mining deep within the caves for diamonds Akaza found some and broke/mined it with his fist. (you got so pissed)

he apologized and found you some new ones though! thankfully, he didn’t use his fists to break the block this time.

overall, Akaza really does enjoy playing with you! he grows fond of it and now playing minecraft with him is one of y’all’s favorite things to do together<33

Hantengu Clones

(i’m writing the four of them all together because i’m lazy)

want to know what’s more than chaotic? playing some challenging game with 4 very emotional demons.

At first Sekido immediately rejects the idea of playing the game with you and his three other brothers (the hantengu clones are brothers in this AU)

After a shit ton of persistent begging from you and Karaku and Urogi he only submits in the end and plays (mostly because of you)

Karaku and Urogi literally are beefing the entire time (Sekido’s rage is at it’s boiling point because of those two jackasses)

Aizetsu cries like a baby whenever he accidentally kills anything (except for the mobs)

whenever he sees a mob his scaredy-cat ass sprints away in the opposite direction.

Urogi and Karaku bully him RELENTLESSLY for this. (Aizetsu is a victim)

Urogi is the type to secretly go into creative mode grab a shit tone of diamonds or netherite and is like; “Heyy, lookie what i found!!”

no one falls for his bullishit.

they all protect you in the game and show off in front of you. (it’s embarrassing)

Karaku is surprisingly good at the game but like Akaza he’ll chase danger for fun.

Aizetsu only feels safe around you so he’ll follow you around and cling to you in the game so his two brothers stop harassing him.

Sekido only plays for a few minutes before getting aggravated and just abandoning the game as a whole.

(he is the type to punch everyone playing the game. even you sometimes but Karaku and Urogi mostly fall victim to his attacks)

Sekido surprisingly leaves Aizetsu alone.

the five of you try to create a world where it’s just peaceful (Keep on dreaming, kid. that ain’t happening)

everything goes downhill, half of the world is ENTIRELY demolished and all of you died over 1000 times.

playing with all of them is too chaotic. you can’t really take it seriously. You only can when you’re playing with one of the clones one on one.

y’all didn’t play again after that madness. 😭

Gyutaro

now Gyutaro here is the only chill one to play with. (finally a normal one)

like Kokushibo, it doesn’t take that much convincing! in fact, he agrees to it almost immediately.

at first he is confused and doesn’t understand how to play minecraft but he is a quick learner and figures it out on his own.

Gyutaro doesn’t have a preference for survival or creative mode. He just does whatever you want.

Whenever y’all play in a survival world you two share tasks and duties and actually create a pretty decent looking world!

he still has your back though. Will kill any mobs that interfere with his little home he created with you.

he enjoys building houses and is surprisingly really amazing at it! he finds comfort in building.

however, whenever you, Daki and Gyutaro all play together it’s mostly him and Daki arguing and being all competitive. It’s mostly Daki’s fault because she’s the cause for half of the mayhem that happens in the world.

sometimes Gyutaro plays even without you. (he grew fond of the game quickly and likes the game)

the both of you play together everyday and go onto the same world every time because y’all created a beautiful old-fashioned city on there. (he cherishes it immensely and is insanely proud of the masterpiece of a world the two of you made as a team)

Daki

Daki is infuriatingly annoying but also entertaining to play with at the same time.

she is a giant rage quitter like Sekido and Akaza.

throws tantrums frequently over the smallest things that go wrong in the game.

she will be jealous of any item you get that’s better than hers.

this lil shit steals everything you earn that’s better than what she has. (you notice every time)

you confront her about it and she has the audacity to lie. (like girl yk damn well)

you end up taking your stuff back and she will BATTLE you for it. (you win these matches every time. that alone only adds to her angered state😭)

she will deliberately quit whenever something doesn’t go her way but later come back and declares she wants to try again.

it’s like a endless loop because this happens every. single. time.

(she’s such a brat istg)

will always steal your diamonds and put them in her chest and say she found them first.

while you’re asleep she will secretly go into the world and take all your shit and you’ll wake up back at square one.

(lowkey you want to stop playing with her)

y’all barely even work as a team but when y’all it’s always ha fight (mostly her fault btw)

once she notices your frustrations. She’ll level it down for you so no need to worry! (this earns your respect)

but whenever y’all are in creative mode shes so much more fun and enjoyable to play with!

you two usually build big ass mansions together and with y’all’s godly building skills you two make an incredible looking house and live in it together!

Enmu

Enmu absolutely looooves doing everything with you! he says yes immediately when you ask him to play with you.

after all he’s your personal simp. this fucker will gladly do whatever you say w/o any hesitation.

Enmu has actually heard of the game ‘minecraft’ before but never actually played it and barely knew what it was really about.

oh boy, but when he does he becomes OBSESSED.

I kinda feel like he dislikes survival mode and prefers to be in creative mode! but if you like survival mode he won’t mind trying it out with you.

he likes killing the animals for fun.. will randomly slaughter anything even if it has a family (bro is a sadist after all)

you tell him it’s not necessary to be doing that but he doesn’t care nor listen.

his love language is building you trains in the game. (you love them very much)

Enmu is usually very calm when he’s not on a mission so playing this game only soothes him further and he doesn’t act overly crazy and zesty like he usually does around Muzan

Builds trains every time y’all play and is somehow INSANELY skilled when building them (??)

Similar to douma, he’s the type to rizz you up in the game.

Sulks when you don’t notice him when he attempts to.

He constantly nags you to play with him some more and gets a lil upset when you become tired.

“Oh, Y/N!, how can you be tired? we’re having soooo much fun!!”

forces you to stay up just so he can introduce you his own train world he made for himself. (he named all the trains)

you’re out cold after playing with him every time. High key finds it adorable when you pass out after hours of playing with him. He’s so amused how humans can grow tired so easily.

[portgasdwrld]

📞Wait a minute while I make you mine

Featuring: Ace x fem!reader

Warning: suggestive, mention of NSFW content, slightly angsty at the end lol

Summary : fun pool day with Whitebeard crew and the reader and Ace being awfully flirty.

Part.2. Part.3

The photo is found on Pinterest, credits to its owner

Note: this idea came up to me at work, enjoy my first short story!! 🫶🏻 part 2 maybe ?

You had just changed into your new swimsuit that you bought few hours ago from the shops in the resorts. The little fabric was complimenting the curves of your body beautifully, leaving a little gasp even from between your own lips.

You smiled knowing someone else might also enjoy it. You pushed back your hair glancing one last time at the mirror with a satisfied smile. You grabbed your sunglasses and left them resting on top of your head.

Your close friend, who was one of the few nurses on the ship, called Livia, was waiting for you outside of the changing room. She glanced up at you and smiled.

-This is just so sexy.

She commented while making you turn and checking you out. You grinned and nudged her arm playfully. You blushed a little and intertwined her arm with yours. With your other hand you played with the gold necklace pending on your neck. You two started walking towards y’all fellow pirates.

-Right? I think the women had the perfect eye. Good thing I got it.

- She did, Ace is gonna loveeee it~

You rolled your eyes and gave her a quick glare before shyly smiling.

-I’m definitely not wearing this for this idiot. Im being hot for myself.

-Yeah, and I’m a man with heavy hairy balls.

Her answer earned a laugh out of you. She gazed at you with a floating teasing smirk, thinking it was cute how hard you were refuting your obvious crush on the infamous commander of the second division.

-I can already picture him drooling over you.

-He’s not the type to drool, you retorted with a frown.

-Right, he only drool over food. Okay then, he would blush and look away like you don’t exist while he has a raging boner.

-This version doesn’t so bad now.

You nodded quite satisfied with your friend storytelling abilities. She pushed her blond hair behind her shoulders and winked at you.

-I know. To be fair, y’all would’ve probably fucked already, but you deliberately chose to blue ball yourselves.

She said with a disapproving expression. You scoffed thinking it was quite funny how invested your friend was with your « love life ». Ace and you were kinda just friends… yeah?

-You are talking a lot for someone who hasn’t done a move on their crush for months. How’s you and Imani going?

-Imani..she-she’s just so gorgeous. I get super shy when I’m around her and she’s also like one of the top nurses on the ship so it would be inappropriate.

-You have been saying the same excuse for weeks.

You exclaimed exhausted with your blond friend. She looked at you with puppy eyes like she was about to reveal the best excuse in the cutest way.

-Yeah but you know what ?? She had those beautiful butterfly’s locks done at the last island we stopped and she looks even prettier. I’m hopeless. I have fallen for a goddess while I’m a commoner.

-You are being dramatic. Imani is gorgeous but so are you.

-Im a Pisces.

-Livia, that’s not an argument.

-Arent you the astrologer here?

-Yeah and what about it ?

-Tell me about Imani and I compatibility!

-Livy, I make sky map… and I have already done it, i told you it was a green light.

She removed her arm that was intertwined with yours and brought both of her hands to her face to hide her blushing cheeks.

-OMG!!? Can you imagine me going out with her?!

She asked with heart eyes and an almost perverted expression that almost made you frown in fear. You patted her back to help her calm down.

-Collect yourself, blood is almost coming down your nose.

You joked with a defeated chuckle. She nodded quickly while patting her hair on top of her head to gain some senses.

-Okay so about you and Ace-

-Oh look the guys are over there, you cut her off while running towards Marco who was sipping on some refreshers while speaking to some others men.

-Y/N! WAIT FOR ME!!

You heard her yell as she ran behind you. You crashed into Marco because you foot slipped on the water on the ground, making you lose control over your body. He sensed you and was quick to grab you and pull you up to your feet again.

-I thought we only had to say to kids not to run near pools ? He said while raising one of his eyebrows with a disapproving look.

You pulled you tongue at him and crossed your arms under your breast.

-Well, the water just could’ve been somewhere else.

-Y/N! ARE YOU OKAY! AHHH-

Livia ran towards you but a similar situation happened and she fell right into you. You groaned as the weight of her body crushed on yours. You pulled yourself on your elbows and gave her a bored look.

-Why are you running around a pool?

You asked while rubbing the back of your head that had just hit the hard floor.

-LIKE YOU’RE ONE TO TALK!!

She yelled at you as she pulled herself up of your body. Marco watched the scene with a chuckle and pulled his hands, offering them to both of you. You took one and chuckled.

-It’s so good to be able to relax a little bit, you exclaimed while stretching your arms, enjoying the way the sun was warming up you exposed skin.

-Let’s jump in the pool already, I’m sweating.

Livia complained as she grabbed her hair and pulled them up to allow some air to hit the back of her neck. You saw few of the men on the ship give her heart eyes. You chuckled knowing that Livia was probably the most lesbian girl you have ever knew and those guys could only hold into their fantasy. You truly hoped it would work out with her crush though.

Imani was a beautiful dark skinned women who was working hard to keep up with Whitebeards health as much she possibly could with of course the help of Marco. She was one of the popular member on the ship, known for her beauty and intelligence. So it wasn’t surprising to know that a lot of people liked and admired her.

-Yeah, enjoy it! Not everyone can enjoy the pool freely, Marco replied referring to him being a power holder. He suddenly snorted and he quickly excused himself while a chuckle left his lips.

-Whats wrong ? You asked curious of what he was laughing at.

He moved his head pointing behind you with his familiar smirk. You frowned confused and looked behind you, only to see your freckled friend trying his best to swim with a unicorn swimming ring, two orange arm floaties on each of his biceps and water googles. You couldn’t help but burst into a laugh.

You whipped the tears at the corner of your eyes from laughing. The view in front of you was so different from the cocky and confident man you knew.

-OI, ACE ! You look like a kid who’s learning how to swim!

You yelled while holding into your stomach. The tall man looked at you confused and a red blush tinted his freckled cheeks. He removed his googles to let them rest on top of his head.

-LEAVE ME ALONE !

He yelled back with an embarrassed frown.

-He’s so cute, you mumbled under your breath but loud enough for Marco and Livia to hear it.

-How about you join him?

Livia exclaimed while pushing your body into the water. You didn’t even have time to react that you felt your body entering the cold water of the pool. You fought back a little in the water as you were taken out totally in surprised. You finally pulled your head out of the water and pushed your soaked hair out of your view.

-LIVIA! What was that about ?! I almost lost my glasses.

You yelled at her slightly annoyed as you pushed your sunglasses at her. You definitely had water in your nose. She laughed at your slight frustrated expression. She threw your glasses to Marco, before jumping into the water too, splashing you , making water enter your eyes this time.

You waited for her to emerge out of the water to splash her eyes back with constant water waves.

-Im sorry, I’m sorry ! She pleaded while putting her hand up in defeat.

Marco shook his head wondering why two young adults like Livia and you were acting like total children.

-THAT WAS A GOOD ONE LIVIA! THANKS!

You heard Ace suddenly yell with his stupid grin. You smirked and started to swim towards him. You saw his eyes grow big when he realized that he was the one in disadvantage. He tried to « swim » away but some kids was pulling into the unicorn head of his swimring. So he was mostly fighting against sinking because of the kid.

You finally arrived next to him and looked up at him with mischievous eyes. Your propped yourself on his floater.

-Did the kid and you planned this ?

He asked a little bit annoyed but you could feel he was tense. You glared at the annoying kid and pulled his arms off of Aces unicorn.

-What do you think you’re doing?

You asked him seriously. He looked up at you, lips suddenly trembling. He quickly left while screaming for his mom. You looked back at Ace and started to laugh. You swam back to his floater and so your arms and chest were resting on the huge swimring.

His eyes travelled down to your breast and then to your lips but he looked away with a blush.

-Get off, you are gonna make me sink.

He said while gazing at your wet body once again and then at your eyes.

-I dont feel like it, you replied with a pout while tilting your head.

He rolled his eyes and he licked his lips as he brought his face closer to yours. He smiled with his familiar mischievous eyes that you loved so much. You felt butterfly in your stomach at the sudden proximity.

-You really like being a brat, huh?

You grinned and pushed back his head with you finger on his forehead.

-Maybe I do~

You retorted in a calm voice that came off more seductive than you intended to. You saw Ace’s eyes squinting slightly at you as he gave you his infamous smirk.

-Alright, then would you help me get out of the water?

-Already tired ?

-Yeah, I don’t have the thrill anymore to worry about sinking especially because of a kid or you.

-Pfff, like I would really sink a hottie like you.

-So now you think I’m hot?

-Yeah well, you are made of fire, you retorted with an obvious tone while furrowing your eyebrows. He looked at you speechless for few seconds before he shook his head and slowly started making his way outside of the the pool.

You laughed as you got off of his swim-ring and helped him by pulling him and swimming forwards. By the edge of the pool, Ace removed his unicorn with your help and quickly pushed himself outside the water. He sighed relieved as he walked slightly away.

-Thanks

-No worries~ Well I guess I will see you around.

You said while glancing at his tone body glistening with the water. The way his back muscles moved as he slightly turned to your direction. He looked over his shoulders as he was removing his arm floaties.

-Uh..yeah sure.

You waved at him with a smile and searched for Livia somewhere in this sea of people. He watched you walk away from him. He wished he proposed you to eat an ice cream and maybe talk somewhere in this big resort, maybe learn more about you if you allowed him to. But he wasn’t sure of how you would take it.

You were always big on being independent and it was something you had proud in. He didn’t even know if being in a relationship was even something you thought about. Maybe you were more about fucking and not talking to that person ever again, but as much as he wanted you, he wouldn’t break his own heart by having too much hope for something he couldn’t possibly have. You loving him is impossible.

He sighed as he felt a sudden heavy weight on his heart. His throat slightly chocked up. He shook away those thoughts and decided to just distract himself with his friends, the weather, other girls maybe too…

[icycoldninja]

OKAY-!

So I've been wanting to request something for a hot minute from y’all; Vergil (or Nero..? Idk if you do stuff for him tbh) having to warm-up with a Male reader during a blizzard???

(👉👈 Never done a request before so idk how much to put. I love your work and can't wait to read more from you (/p)!)

AAAAAA I KNOW U, U ALWAYS REBLOG MY WORKS WITH THOSE HILARIOUS TAGS! I've also read your stuff on ao3! I love your works too! I'm so glad you requested! I chose to do Vergil cause I like writing for him more than Nero lol; hope you enjoy!💜💜💜

Warm-Up (Vergil x Male!Reader)

Bonus pic I pulled off Pinterest for ya cuz y'all deserve it 💜

You shivered in your seat, goosebumps breaking out across your skin. A blizzard raged on outside, rattling the walls of your house and, via several drafts in said walls, lowered the overall temperature to lows your poor human body couldn't handle. You continued shuddering, wrapping your arms around yourself in an attempt to keep warm, futile as it was. You were just so cold, for an indescribable reason, no matter how many layers of clothes you threw on or how many blankets you piled on, you were freezing. It was like you were cursed, cursed to be eternally chilly.

The front door clicked, then swung open; Vergil stomped in, covered in snow. "Y/N?" He called, peeking around the corner and finding you curled up on the couch, swaddled in blankets and thick clothes. "What is going on?" He demanded, raising a thin white eyebrow at you. "I'm cold." You grumbled, tugging the blankets tighter around you as another strong wind shook the house and chilled the room even further. "Cold?" Vergil repeated, confused. He had never felt cold in his life, being an ice demon and whatnot. Nonchalantly, he stalked away to remove the snow from his person and change into dry clothes. A few moments later, he rejoined you in the living room, only to find a pile of blankets where you once had been seated. "Y/N? Where did you go?" A hand--your hand--shot up from within the mountain of bedclothes. "Right here, Verg. Right here, freezing my ass off." Vergil sighed, then began shifting the blankets aside to get to your trembling, nearly numb-with-cold form. "You lack motivation," He stated, shoving the blankets aside, then taking a seat on the couch and rearranging them in his lap. "A mere bit of cold is nothing; such a trivial inconvenience should mean nothing to you." While those words may have sounded harsh and derogatory, they were in fact, meant to be motivating--and they were.

"I...I guess you're right," You admitted, sighing and sitting up. "it shouldn't bother me, but it does." Vergil scoffed, then dragged you by the arm over into his lap. With a grumpy huff that was probably caused by embarrassment for his uncharacteristically soft behavior today, he began to wrap you up like a burrito. Once he was done, he scooped you up and cradled you in his arms like a mother with her baby.

You were confused at first, but soon relaxed into your new blanket cocoon. "Are you warm now?" Vergil asked, after a few moments of silence. Believe it or not, you were. The cocoon, combined with Vergil's furnace-like body heat, did wonders for your own body temperature, warming you up much more efficiently compared to all the other methods you previously tried. "Yes, I am," You murmured, rather enjoying this treatment. "Good. I suppose I can unwrap you now, correct?" You shrugged, not really wanting to leave Vergil's lap. "If you don't mind....a little longer?" Vergil gave you a side-eye that could have withered flowers, but said nothing and made no attempt to move you. You yawned, now that you'd been warmed up, you were starting to feel a little sleepy. "Tired?" He inquired, bouncing his leg so as to rock you easier. "Yeah, a little," You sighed, yawning again. "I'm gonna take a nap...wake me in a few hours, ok?" Vergĺil nodded, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead. "Very well." As you closed your eyes and began to drift off to sleep, you could have sworn you heard him mumble "Sweet dreams, my little lump of coverlets."

[bondagebimbo]

OKAY SO (pls pay attention to this post if you’re interested in tuning in when I stream, it’s asking for feedback)

I want to start streaming myself fucking off on WoW more when more people would be able to tune in and actually chat with me but I don’t know what time works best for y’all’s schedules !!! and currently I just stream whenever the fuck I decide to so !!! but I want to chat with more of you and give more of you the option to come hang and be active in the chat or just lurk and enjoy the unhinged shit live quietly on your own and without engaging in it lol

keep in mind, I am east coast US so I’d prefer the times converted to what time it would be where I am in Connecticut because a bitch is dumb and hates being fucking bamboozled by time zones and trying to figure the differences out (@ me idc I’m stupid) 💀

PLEASE reply to this post or send me asks with what time (again, what time it would be in my time, please 🥺) would work best for you to be able to watch me stream (shit, I’ll even stream twice a day or something if I need to in order to maximize how many of y’all I get to chat with and just hang out while I do my regular bg and occasional dungeon spams <3)

I just feel SO BAD when some of y’all mention being bummed about missing a stream and shit so I want to be able to get more people involved in the chaos and nonsense that occurs on stream while I rage in battlegrounds and switch between my bajillion alts (and even my mains, but fuck TWW content. I’m so disinterested in it so I’m just doing PvP to level the mains to 80 as well tbh) so I can constantly be queued up for a bg at any given time since I’m hyperfixated on farming honorable kills for a title achieve right now lol

[aeoncss]

crave | professor!john price x f!reader

a/n: hey! first time posting my writing abt price on this account so i’m a teensy bit nervous, but i hope y’all enjoy this small drabble regardless.

warnings: smut (MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY), ‘forbidden’ relationship, female reader, fingering, not proof read lol

based off of this song

it was so easy falling into the space of john’s arms without ever thinking about the consequences.

the smell of his aftershave and the lingering scent of his woodsy cologne blocked all your senses of thinking clearly – inhabiting any coherent thought that you had about him, and about the relationship the two of you shared.

you two fell into a rhythm so easily – starting with longing stares from across his classroom, to idle touches whenever you stay a few minutes after his lecture to ask a simple, easily answered question.

you didn’t care. all you wanted was john’s attention, and without you ever knowing, he wanted yours as well. craved it every second when he would see your innocent smile from your seat.

but the two of you know better. know that it’s a horrible craving that either of you can’t crush, can’t bring yourself to break away from because the addiction is too much.

too pleasing.

so the thoughts of morality and future endeavors escape your head when everything about him fills your senses, leaving you wreck-less. it’s pathetic, almost; the way your brain can’t seem to gather it’s circulation when john whispers such filthy murmurs into your ear, two fingers curling slowly inside your slick walls. he pumps them to the tune of your heartbeat - his breath fogging against the curve of your neck as you flutter around him, completely surrendering yourself to him.

“price..” his last name slips so easily from between your lips, and the older male sitting below you can only reply in a seductive hum.

“yes, love?” john’s voice grows rough, more timber when the taste of lust coats his tongue.

it truly drives you mad.

“don’t—“ your words cut short when his middle finger gently presses against a spot he’s abused several times before, leaving your head spinning, lips parting in a desperate gasp. “don’t s-stop, please.”

your professor smirks against the your sweat-sheen skin, his warm tongue barely slipping past his swollen lips to deliver an open mouthed kiss to your bare collarbone. your body shudders on top of him, john’s eyes adorning the sight of you slowly coming undone, and he hasn’t even started with you yet.

this addiction - he’ll never bring himself to step away from it. not when your breathy moans are so pretty. not when the sound of you whimpering out his name is forever engraved into him.

he’s a lost cause, all thanks to you.

it’s a restless cycle that leaves you feeling breathless without him next to you - without feeling his embrace, no matter if it’s only raged by pheromones and the promise of his seed. you’ll keep finding yourself back to the place you call home, where the name ‘john price’ is stamped right above it.

consequences? damn them to hell.

[akkivee]

i care very much about stage mtc lol:

alan-san is very pretty lol like i wish i could say he’s the prettiest samatoki but that’s also a judgement based on the assumption that samatoki has given us anything under an 11 LOL

but he’s still a gorgeous samatoki lol

asanuma-san is a god tier seiyuu so anyone having to embody samatoki i doubt can capture what asanuma-san does with samatoki’s voice but alan-san’s take isn’t bad i don’t think!!!!!

like when he raps aggressively, it’s really cool lol

stage samatoki is like, the most emotional sad boy samatoki we’ve gotten and alan-san’s face sure does give it just that man just looks so sad sometimes lol

this is less to do with his samatoki and more of himself lol, but during a separate event unaffiliated with hypstage but featured a handful of them, he challenged akira-san to a video game on the basis that because both their names start with the letter 🅰️, they gotta throw down because there can only be one Ace in town and that was so funny he’s a goober lmao

asanuma-san made a very similar joke the year prior to that event and that’s how i know he shared the samatoki braincell LOL

throwback to the samatoki cross talk where he and asanuma-san had to guess what’s samatoki’s default pose on the official website. asanuma-san got it right but alan-san didn’t and upon getting it wrong, he attempted to run out from the venue LOL

mi…………….. mizue kenta sir 🥺🥺🥺

he’s slain many a human with that face of his and i’m not strong enough to fight it either lmao

juto used to have a modicum of coolness in the beginning and has been nerfed significantly over the years lmao but mizue-san’s juto is an old relic from those times lol

like it’s so funny to me both komada-san and mizue-san used to voice juto on a higher register but eventually deepened his voice as their perception of the character changed lol

mizue-san is legendary at video games and i’m not saying juto’s gamer status came from him but—

speaking of arb lol y’all know that one horn-knee bait juto card with the handcuffs????? mizue-san’s juto said hold my beer and showed the true hornee juto bait lol

like what do you mean he gets TWO solos where he tramples on and seduces men?????????????

there’s a scene at the end of track 4 where once that conflict had been resolved, juto quietly walked up beside samatoki, who was brooding to himself, and expressed an ice cold rage towards samatoki for leaving his team behind in that conflict that has stayed with me lol it’s probably the mtc moment i think about most

besides the rep live skit where samatoki gets falsely arrested but wants to stay arrested because rio wants to feed him so juto’s running back and forth confusedly trying to extend samatoki’s sentence LOL

RIO MY MAN IS SUCH A CHARACTER IN THE STAGE LOL

canon rio’s stoicism is surface level actually like stage rio is more along the lines of stern with a very heavy side helping of silly and i like to that it’s the version of rio canon rio thinks he is lol

that doesn’t mean stage rio isn’t cool tho like his rap game is no joke 😭👌

that part in bop2023 where they do a solos relay and as rio’s solo transitions to juto’s he goes, ‘juto, rock that shit’ and i lose my shit tbh LOL especially when you see that pleased smile on juto’s face pls!!!!!

byrnes-san is the brand of wasian that’s good at english and i enjoyed reading reports of rio’s english lessons during mtc’s rep live

and then to come back later in bop2023 hyping the crowd up with english their japanese audience didn’t understand so he scolded them for not studying it came full circle i want to cry—

[ebonyslasher]

Let’s Get High

Title: Let’s Get High

Requested by: Rated_M on Ao3

Danny Johnson:

Reaction: Confused, but Cool

Danny came home one day to discover you relaxed on the couch with a blunt in your hand. His reaction is interesting….He’s actually pretty confused.

Really didn't know how HE didn't know that you smoked….that little detail must have escaped him. His stalking skills must have been lacking.

He’s gonna smoke with you. But, he isn’t into using blunts. His energy is too chaotic for that- bongs are where it’s at for him.

He has a collection of some sick-ass bongs he’s bought (or stolen).

He will probably try to match how often you smoke- he doesn’t want to be high alone.

Reaction: Ecstatic

“Let me introduce you to my second best friend….dat OG Kushhhhhhhh bra”

You can take ONE look at this man and it’ll take a ½ a second to know he’s a weed head.

When you pull your small bag of weed out, he lugs out this huge bag of them. While you were impressed, he was just happy to know you smoked too.

Will smoke any type of way….He’s made a big makeshift smoke pipe a few times…Even tried to smoke out of his bootyhole lol (he can still feel the burn).

Gets you and himself all the weed apparel and memorabilia he can find.

A mess of giggles and silliness whenever y’all get high.

Stu has the best dealer in the world…so many different strains that have you salivating.

Reaction: IDC

Does not give a fuck in the best way possible. He’s not surprised to know that you smoke.

He does like how relaxed and free you get when you do. The vibe you give off calms him down too

Saw you longingly looking at this device when watching 2 Chainz Most Expensivest. It was ordered and given to you within a one-week span.

Whether or not he will indulge himself with you…..I don't know. It could go either way.  Jesse doesn’t seem like a smoker to me

Reaction: Horrified (Unless for Medical)

The devil's lettuce…in his house? On his land? The dirt, trees, and Flowers?! How dare you!

The only way he would accept you doing it is if you had a medical condition.  That’s it

Would rather you not smoke it…being in the woods and all. Don’t want any forest fires.

So edibles or oil would be the way to go~

He’ll accidentally eat any edibles you have unlabeled if you infused the oil in your cooking.

Ever seen a big (height) hunk of muscle not move in 4 hours? That’s him

….you start labeling your food from now on

Reaction: IDGAF

Doesn’t give a fuck in the worst way possible. Meaning that if you get too high, he won’t help (unless he’s in a very good or affectionate mood). And if he wants you to do something (or do something to you) he won’t care.

His opinion of you doesn’t change.

He does enjoy seeing the different reactions that you have. Never a dull moment in observing you

If not observing or annoying you, he just leaves you alone and goes out to kill

Discovered the concept of edibles in the worst way. He unknowingly ate your weed brownies one day….and this bitch ate half the pan.

It hits the FUCK out of him hard….and in his paranoia- rage-induced state, he throws the pan of brownies on the ground and curb stomps them

The look of betrayal he gave you was too funny tho…you had to laugh

Good thing he likes you and is too fucked up at the moment…. He could've killed you for that.

[heythere-mel]

After Hours

Dave York x f!secretary reader

W/C: <650

Warnings: smutty times y’all! Hints of underlying infidelity? Soft!Dave cause obviously!

A/N: I don’t know where this came from but you can blame (or thank) my raging PMS and thots some of my homies have sent and that I’ve read over the last few days. (I’m looking directly at YOU @kteague @lovesbiggerthanpride @icanbeyourjedi) this is for them lol short but sweet little drabble. Enjoy bbys 🤍

—————

“Quit squirming.”

“Can’t. Feels-ssso good.”

“You wanna cum, huh?” Shaking your head rapidly at his question.

“You don’t cum until I say so.”

——-

Dave asked you to stay after hours to help file some reports from a major case he had been trying to wrap up earlier in the day. From the low baritone of his voice in which he asked paired with the hungry look in his eyes, you both knew what that really meant.

——-

Dave’s cock is now buried to the hilt as he takes you from behind. The pace and angle he’s at deliver precise punches to your cervix that have the breath being ripped from your lungs with every stroke. Your mind is hazy when you feel it.

Slap!

His hand comes down to your ass followed by a soothing touch to the reddened skin. You fall forward outstretched further over the cool counter top.

“Where’s the belt?”

Oh, the belt.

The one he hurriedly removed when he saw your ass bent over his desk? The one he just had wrapped around your neck to pull you closer as you gagged on his dick? Loving the control he had while taking what he wanted. It lay across the office chair as you shakily pointed to the object.

He quickly withdraws from your heat to grab the restraint. Ordering you to get on your back. You spread your legs open, inviting him back in, only for him to force them together as he loops it around your thighs and pulls tight, clasping the prong through the hole in the strap. Your legs are thrown mercilessly over his shoulder as he prepares to dive back in to your aching cunt, yet he takes it slow this time. The grasp your walls have on him at this position has him closing his eyes at the grip. An almost wounded mewl is heard below him, opening his eyes to see yours closed. Your brows pinched together and jaw slack from his length easing its way in. Your mouth forming the perfect “O” shape. Dave hated to admit it, but you were beautiful like this. Taking everything he’s giving you without much push back. His signature devilish smirk brands his face once more as he pulls out to the tip, only to sheath himself fully in one swift motion and begin his furious pace once more. Your eyes spring open at the force and he’s glaring down at you.

“Such a good girl. My good girl.”

“Yours.”

He moves closer to you as his fingers expertly find your clit and begin rubbing the throbbing little pearl, loving the absolutely wrecked emotion on your face. He nips at your chin, feeling the pressure in your belly building. His own release not far behind.

“Think you’ve earned it?”

“Yes, please…” you pant.

“Cum.”

A sudden pinch of your clit is what throws you over the edge. Every nerve is on fire as your body convulses beneath Dave, soaking his cock and the desk below.

“Fuck, yes, baby. The best pussy. So good for me!”

He stills for a moment as you both regain your breath. You catch him staring, wanting to believe it’s almost adoringly. A small smile pulls at that beautiful pout that seems to be permanently etched on his features.

He gently lowers your legs and unlaces the belt. You take that as your cue to get up and going but he surprises you by leaning back over to give you a sweet kiss, one that holds more meaning behind it than ‘thanks for the quick fuck.’

“One day, you’ll really be mine.”

“I’ll be waiting Dave.”

[shoichee]

how would atsushi, akashi and aomine react to haizaki threatening/hitting on their s/o?? (cue that one scene where he was literally taking on himuro, kagami, kise, and alex all at once 😡... basically that, but with their s/o)

ANON…. THOSE 3???? LONG STORY SHORT…. HAIZAKI EXPERIENCES DEATH (OR AT LEAST NEAR-DEATH) 3 SEPARATE TIMES…… BUT HERE’S THE “LONG STORY” THROUGH THESE HCs 

TW: attempt of physical assault, unwanted advancements… asshole Haizaki? cut under this to keep y’all safe JUST IN CASE

[Headcanons]

Aomine Daiki

you went out to look for Aomine after noticing how he hasn’t come back to his seat for too long

this was shortly after Kaijō defeated Fukuda Sōgō, and it was currently intermission before the next match rolled in

your face was met with crisp air as your eyes adjusted to the dark, scanning for any sign of your boyfriend

upon seeing no one, you decided to walk around the perimeter, just in case Aomine decided to nap for a quick moment on a whim and forgot to tell you

maybe you shouldn’t have walked out alone and in the dark of night, but you figured that in such a public event in a public area, you didn’t think anyone had the balls to start anything fishy around the stadium

oh how you were so wrong

you unfortunately bumped into Haizaki right when he was slowly strolling with his basketball shoes over his shoulder, and you immediately stopped in place, praying that he would walk past by you or perhaps not even see you

you knew that he wasn’t good news based from what Aomine told you and from watching that unpleasant game… he was bad, bad news

why did you think he wasn’t gonna see you? his senses are as sharp as a falcon, scrutinizing you before he realizes your identity

“Oh? Now what’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here… all alone?”

“I, um, I was looking for someone, but I realized it’s been getting a little too late… I think they returned back to the stadium, so that’s where I’m heading…”

your voice slowly diminishes to a soft whisper by the end, but judging from his widened eyes from glee, you knew he wasn’t going to walk past by you after this

“That so?” he drawls, licking his thumb. “The stadium ya say?”

something about his gaze turned sharp and dangerous, “the stadium” triggering unadulterated rage and frustration from the game and from his encounter with Aomine

“I… I really gotta leave,” you say in a hurry, quickly backing up. “Th-They’re impatient, so—”

“Huh?” he mocks, leaning closer to you. “I’m kinda of an impatient guy myself, yeah?” but upon even closer inspection, he realizes that he’s seen you somewhere very recently

“Hm?” he muses lowly. “Weren’t ya sitting with Daiki that game?” when you don't answer out of fear, his eyes merely shine with excitement… “Ohhhh… is that how it is?”

. . .

Aomine returns back to his seat after settling a score with Haizaki outside the stadium, but immediately becomes confused when he sees your seat empty

Sakurai immediately apologizes and quickly informs him that you went out to look for him, and Aomine immediately dashes back out… after all, who knows if you got lost in the dark or if you kept being persistent in looking for him?

imagine his visible distress when he sees Haizaki putting an arm around your shoulder while still holding his shoes and you looking absolutely fearful because you knew what he was capable of

this was a very rare moment where Aomine was not so calm and collected

but he tries to, especially when he knows that Haizaki probably relishes in the fact of “getting revenge” for that punch earlier (and probably realized the connection between you and Aomine to do so)

“Hey, asshat,” he calls out, grabbing Haizaki’s attention away from you, but Aomine notices him pulling you slightly closer to his body. “The fuck you think you’re doing with (y/n)?”

“Hehh? So (y/n)’s your name?” Haizaki merely pays attention to you, completely ignoring Aomine

“Back off,” he says lowly, almost to a growl. “I won’t be holding myself back to just a punch this time if you do anything else.”

at his hardened glare, Haizaki does a gleeful mock-surprise expression before putting his arm off of you and says: “Whoaaa there, Daiki. Never pegged you as that typa guy.”

he licks his thumb before walking away casually without a care in the world before calling out, “It ain’t fun here anymore, I’m bouncin’ out.”

by the time he leaves Aomine’s field of vision, he finally releases a pent-up sigh before calling out your name:

“... Come’ere… he didn’t do anythin’ to you right? Sheesh, I leave you alone for one second—alright, alright I guess it was more than a second… fine, it was several minutes… look, I’m sorry… okay, okay quit lecturing me… more importantly, promise me you don’t go out alone like that. It’s dangerous out there, y’know.”

when you finally ask about what he meant by his threat to Haizaki, he smugly replies, “Aw, that? I gave him a hard sock earlier. Went down pretty easily.”

Murasakibara Atsushi

it’s quite rare that Murasakibara would agree to going to Tokyo temporarily over break, let alone leave his house, but here you two are, resting on the park benches in Tokyo

shortly after, you went to the nearest arcade hall, begging and tugging him along with you to try the strength test for the jackpot prize (totally using his physique to nab home prizes and merch LOL)

he only agreed because you looked way too excited for him to turn the plan down

he still enjoyed himself, if he was being honest; it’s just you, him, his snacks, and some games you both are playing together

Murasakibara notices that the arcade also has a mini food court to the side, and he immediately pouts at you to let him go tasting galore on a food binge

and you laugh, telling him to “hurry up” to tease him and letting him know that you were staying here to try to earn more points to exchange for rewards at the end

you entered a coin into the slot and hummed before seeing a START screen, but as soon as it went black into a loading screen you saw someone’s reflection on it

Haizaki was right behind you

“Whaddya know? Would ya look at that?” he says, hands in his pockets while sneering. “If it isn’t (y/n).”

you merely pretended that you didn’t hear him, considering that the arcade was pretty crowded and noisy, and went on to playing the game in front of you

you hoped that by the time you were done with the round, he’d be gone, but his reflection was very much still there on the arcade machine screen, depicting his laid-back posture against the back of another arcade machine, watching you with complete amusement

after spending all the available coins on hand and still sensing him behind you, you promptly turned to your left to head for the coin machine and acted completely casual, but before you got too far ahead, Haizaki easily blocks your path with an outstretched arm, the hand against the arcade machine

“Whoaaa,” he drawls. “That’s pretty fucked up for you to ignore me like that.”

“... You’re blocking the way, so can you please kindly let me pass?” you flatly say, not bothering to look at his face

“What’s with the cold shoulder?” He tilts his head with a crazed look in his eyes that spelled unpredictability. “I just came and stopped by to say hello to an old friend from Teiko. Nothin’ wrong with that, hm?”

“Look,” you sigh. “You’re in the way, and I wish to spend my time here left alone. No, I’m not interested in small talk. No, I’m not in the mood for a bite with you. No, I don’t want to give you my number. Did I address everything?” you finally turned your face to look at Haizaki, but his face contorts to one of a dangerous beast

“Good, good…” he slowly says. “You haven’t changed one bit, haven’t ya? I was wonderin’ where that feisty side of yours went.”

perhaps you shouldn’t have spoken up after all; it only riled him up more

before you can formulate any further thoughts, he grabs your chin and directed it towards him, and you immediately froze up

you tried to dart your eyes around you if anyone noticed, but no one seems to pay attention

“What’s the matter?” he asks. “Cat got ya tongue?” when he looks to where your gaze was at, he chuckles before drawing closer to your face. “No one’s gonna help… not when they think we’re a little thing…”

but he instantly feels a heavy hand on his shoulder, and Haizaki turns around, ready to cuss the perpetrator out, but his eyes widen when he sees a furious Murasakibara

a giant with a very, very hostile aura… even nearby crowds dispersed out of fear for their safety

“Hands off of (y/n)-chin, pest.”

“Oho?” Haizaki releases your face and completely turns around to face him. “Well if it isn’t Atsushi… been a while hasn’t it?” he brings up a hand in a shrugging motion. “While I’d love to chat, I’m busy. Scram.”

“Touch (y/n)-chin again, and I’ll break all of your fingers.”

“Huh?” Haizaki licks his right thumb. “What’s up with ya? It’s non’ya business.”

you took this as an opportunity to run to Murasakibara’s side and seek shelter behind his back, which Haizaki raises a defiant brow

“Hmmm?” he smiles a slow smirk. “Was I really such bad company, (y/n)?”

his smile was completely wiped when he sees Murasakibara’s outstretched hand towards his head, and he deftly dodges his grasp before he walks off with a scoff

“I’m gonna crush him—”

“W-Wait! Just leave him be…” you held onto his torso in a full-attempt to stop him from going too far, and after a few moments, he relaxes with body and finally turns to face you

he doesn’t say anything but darts his eyes all over your figure to make sure there weren’t any injuries on you

he gently holds your hand before he tugs you to follow him to the food court

“Murasakibara…?”

“... You won’t be separated from me if we hold hands, (y/n)-chin.”

“I’m fine, you know.”

he doesn’t say anything more, and when you both settled into your table with your orders, he’s constantly staring at you and giving nonverbal cues that he wants to do PDA with you

becomes very protective and affectionate of you for the rest of the trip

grows very quiet and deep in thought until you reassure him that you were okay because of him stepping in to save you

Akashi Seijuro

it’d be extremely rare for you to ever bump into Haizaki, especially when the only chance you can see him is during the annual Winter Cup

Winter Cup arrives once again with the GoMs being 2nd years this time, and Akashi is still the same Oreshi ever since last Winter Cup

Haizaki definitely had seen you walking with Akashi very closely before the opening ceremony started, and it gave him ideas on how to “get back” against Akashi without directly confronting him

he was gonna mess with you

even after all those years, he still has that grudge against Akashi; the fact that he is one of the few people who has that power over him irritates him to no end

even when Akashi told Haizaki to quit long ago to help him save face, his pride was still heavily bruised

when he was sure Akashi wasn’t with you, he approached you while you were waiting outside the stadium

. . .

Akashi exits out of the locker rooms and carries his duffel bag before he heads to the entrance to greet you, excited in reuniting with you to talk about today’s games and your opinion on Rakuzan’s performance… that is, until what he saw made him beyond furious

“O-Ow…!”

“If ya want someone to blame for,” Haizaki sneers. “Ya can thank Akashi for messin’ with me, yeah? Don’t take it too hard babe, but I’m just returnin’ the favor… by proxy.”

Akashi strides over to the two of you with the intensity of death that would even surprise Bokushi himself

“Haizaki.”

at the sound of his eerily calm voice, Haizaki turns over to Akashi, and his glee is immediately wiped off his face and replaced with one of anger… and hidden fear

he suddenly drops you from his chokehold, and as you hit the ground, coughing to intake air, he turns to Akashi with a vengeful look

after a suffocating staredown between the two, Haizaki tuts and turns to leave in unspoken defeat, knowing full well the consequences from defying against Akashi; it’s something he never did in Teiko and certainly not something he would risk doing now

Akashi immediately drops his cold facade and rushes over to your side, rubbing your back and examining the slight bruises on your neck

his HIGHEST priority at that very moment was your safety, and he decided to take you to a doctor and then to your home, opting to cancelling/rescheduling any plans for today despite your objections

all the while, he coos softly at you and touches you with such care and gentleness that you managed to calm your heartbeat from that sudden attempt of assault

as soon as he feels like you’re safe, mentally and physically (and probably in a safe environment with either a GoM or at your own home), he reveals his true emotions on his face regarding the incident for the first time when he’s alone

being super considerate about your current mental state, he didn’t want to potentially scare you even more with his anger and much more negative emotions

for the first time, he allows his darker thoughts to simmer and stir… it’s one of those rare times where he wishes that Bokushi still existed within him

he eventually finds time to pay a visit to Fukuda Sōgō… to make nice… threats conversation

if you somehow figured out that he was going to do that, only when you convinced him is when he’ll decide to back down

but that’s only IF you figured out about how Akashi really felt about this…

[reactionimagesdaily]

Reaction Images Guy’s Gourmet Image Collection (6,000 Follower Milestone)

We hit 6,000 followers! Nice job team, very proud. <3

To celebrate this milestone, we’re taking a trip down memory lane! I’ve gone through every image this blog has posted so far, and every ‘mood’ category ([undefinable], frick the frack off, hell yah, and so on), and made a masterpost of my favourite image from each category, complete with some annotations on WHY I like those specific images so much.

Shoutout to @rambler-of-procrastination​ and that one anon for the idea!

Actual images are under the cut. Because this’ll be a long one :P (Also apologies to anyone on tumblr mobile or with bad internet, because you might be seeing a lot of shiny squares xS xD)

[undefinable]: ‘sunglasses’*

(*To clarify - the names these images are being given are the names they’re saved under in my folder)

This one was actually really difficult for me to decide, because this category contained a lot of images I really love. There was that gif of a guy jumping down a floor to smash into a table, there was the historian one, there was ‘please let me see your bionicle collection’... But ultimately, this is the one I went with.

The caption I put for this image was ‘the coolest gif ever’ and I stand by it. Not only is it cool, however, but there’s threefold comedic value as well. Firstly, the fact that the last guy puts classes on his hat as well as his face is funny in and of itself. Secondly, his quick and professional motions make him fit really well in with the first two people, despite the fact that he’s tacking his addition on at the end in an entirely different context. Thirdly, the whole thing goes by so quickly it takes a moment to register that it’s a joke at all - you’re just like “sunglasses, sunglasses- WAIT A MINUTE! That guy isn’t in the move! And did he just put sunglasses onto his hat?” I feel like that moment of realisation just adds to the comedy, yaknow?

;_;: ‘[crying]’

Yeah, the name is really imaginative on this one. Hah-hah. :P

In all seriousness, I actually have a few good crying ones, so this was another hard choice. But I think this one sticks out to me, just because it’s one I can vividly remember using on an occasion where I was actually moved almost to tears by something. So I guess now it has, like, an emotional signature for me?

Even beyond that, the two-in-one format enables for the expression of more emotion, and a sort of variation - like a gif that doesn’t actually have movement. (If that makes. any sense at all lmao.) And it’s very expressive! Very much a cry face; there’s no need to peer further at it like “what emotion am I supposed to be reading from this?”. You just know immediately what you’re dealing with. So it’s got high utility and effectiveness to boot :D

Hell yah: ‘[whhhhp] [click] NICE’

This one’s such a classic, dude. I couldn’t not have it at the top here. It’s just that perfect combo of “hell yes, casual recognition” and “ah yes, exquisite”. Plus, the fact I’ve seen it in video form so many times means I can hear every detail in my head, which is a fun experience :D

Hell Nah: ‘hey- no- hol’ up- HEY- HE-’

I have a lot of images that say something equivalent to ‘no’, but this one... this one says it and means it. There is palpable passion in these nos and heys, beautifully accentuated by the zooms and grainy quality and face-tracking shaky cam editing. It creates a sense of increasing franticity as the thing keeps happening and you can’t stop it no matter how hard you try. Simply exquisite. [chef’s kiss]

Frick the frack off: ‘Are you prepared for the death you’ve earned little man’

Okay okay LISTEN. I’m aware that the text is barely visible and the image is functionally useless. But it,,, it’s just so fucking funny. The dissonance between the illegible caption and the man’s slightly derpy face kills me whenever I see it.

No further elaboration here. It just sparks so much joy.

Y’all are heathens: ‘E X C U S E   M E’

I love this one because it’s so POINTED. The completely focused stare, the wide shot revealing the subject of the stare before the camera zooms into the starer... you know exactly how this person is feeling and exactly who the culprit is, the fact that not a word is spoken and all the emotions are conveyed through expression and camera. It’s storytelling in gif form, and it remains, I think, the best image I have to express disgust and disbelief towards a singular individual.

Ah shit: ‘OH NO (Michael Rosen version)’

This one really came down to the wire - there’s an image I adore of,,, I think it’s DJ Kahled? and then over it is comic sans that says ‘i played myself/im a fool/im a fool in a man’s shoes’ and it’s absolutely hilarious. But this one, I think, best captures an ‘oh no’ mood. You’ve got the pause beforehand. The widening eyes, the looking back and forth as the gravity of the situation sets in. And then, finally, the ‘oh no’ itself. 10/10 reaction meme, perfect for the job that it does, moving on.

(Also, shoutout to Michael Rosen for inadvertently ending up on this list twice! Man’s just prime meme material IG)

Depression time: ‘Mike meme’

This was another difficult one! ‘I’m so tired’ and ‘achievement unlocked: existential crisis’ both speak to me on a pretty fundamental level. But ultimately, it had to be this one. The two facial expressions are kind of like getting two images for the price of one - like the [crying] image, they help convey a kind of motion or elaborated emotion despite being a still image. Something about it perfectly encapsulates the phrase “depression time”. It’s my go-to for that exact kind of mood, or scenario. Utility combined with an impeccable vibe and a source that I actually recognize. You just can’t beat it!

Huzzah: ‘Gentlemen, the time has come.’

The formal language of the captioned statement clashes SO brilliantly with the fact that the image is three middle-aged men in tight-fitting wetsuits, about to pilot a vehicle that they made by sticking a van on top of a hovercraft skirt. Chaotic energy all around; and yet it retains that celebratory ‘huzzah’-type vibe.

w h a t: ‘[dissolves]’

This gif is incredible. The guy in it (George Carlin) goes through an absolutely astounding face journey all by himself. Then it’s accentuated by content aware scale, which has insane comedic potential in its own right, and you’re left with one of the goofiest, most emotive gifs I’ve ever seen. It perfect captures that feeling of being taken COMPLETELY aback by something, and the subsequent sense of reality distorting as you struggle to process the new information you’ve just received.

(Maybe that’s an experience unique to people on the autistic spectrum. IDK. But to me personally, it’s a vibe that really resonates xD)

F: ‘F (Hulk)’

We all need a good F to express some respects every once in a while, right? Of the images I have that represent that specifically, I probably like this one the most. I like the facial expression that kinda conveys ‘aah, sorry buddy, here ya go’, and I also like that he’s holding an individual F key from a keyboard, like he pulled it off to hand to someone. It has [gestures] hidden layers.

Ooh-de-lally: ‘oooooo0000OOOOOOOh’

I really don’t have an elaboration for this one. It’s just perfect for the mood it’s encapsulating. It’s so cheeky! So curious! So full of life and mischief and looking at a thing! I love it T_T

Cursed: ‘Stop it.’

We’ve got some intense shading, an uncomfortable close-up, and an intense caption. It’s not a cursed image in the traditional sense, but if I’m being honest, none of the ‘cursed’ images on this blog really are. The point is that it conveys a mood while also being FREAKY-DEAKY. (Is that how you spell ‘deaky’? ‘Freaky-deaky’... that’s a thing, right? Maybe it’s spelled ‘dekey’...)

The close-up itself is particularily poignant to me. Something about that uncomfortable lack of personal space really resonates. Oh - and the greyscale! Something about the fact that the image isn’t in colour (I mean, it wouldn’t be, it’s from a manga, but you know what I mean) helps with that creepy vibe as well, I think. :P

Wow: ‘mind - blown’

This is one of those instances where my fave is decided by how got dang goofy it is. The man in the gif is simultaneously taking us on an incredibly journey of discovery and mind-blowing knowledge, celebrating with us the power of an epihphany - while also looking like he’s a heartbeat away from bursting into tears. I’m not sure if ‘cognitive dissonance’ technically applies to this scenario, but I kind of want to call it that anyway.

Not only that, but there are a bunch of other details. The production value of the explosions and the green-screen, the fact that he keeps on going, the fact that I’ve seen the original video and know that he’s making ‘bwah’ noises with his mouth?? It’s a show-stopper all-round.

I LOVE YOU!!!: ‘face to phone (plus hearts)’

This one’s kind of a subjective one, honestly! (I mean, this whole LIST is subjective, but that’s not what I mean xDD). I don’t really have an objective explanation as to why this one is, for me, THE quintessential image. (I love the heart effects added everywhere, obviously, but it’s far from the only image to have them!) Instead, I gotta go with my personal experience - namely, that this is the image I use most frequently to express affection for someone over messages. It’s kind of perfect for that use, to be honest, with the phone. It’s completely wordless but it conveys everything that I want to convey in those moments of hunched-in, overwhelming affection for someone. And that’s something a little bit special. :)

Welp: ‘Da-da-da, we’re dead!’

This one just has such a welp vibe. But it’s also not JUST welp - it feels like there’s a lot more going on (if that makes sense). There’s an air of resigned depression surrounding the whole thing; it’s a real “we’re boned, but it’s not like there’s anything we can do about it”-type energy. Plus, as a long-time fan of the movie this is from, I can hear the original line in my head whenever I see the gif. Always a fun treat. :P

Genuine mirth: ‘Laughing Tom Cruise’

In general, those image edits of the same person laughing in a bunch of different ways - with a bunch of different, slightly transparent faces over each other - are my favourite way to be like “hey that was funny” without going ‘XDDDDD’ for the bazillionth time. Of those images, however, I have to pick this one as my fave (that’s appeared on this blog so far, anyway ;D). It’s the first one i got! It’s the first one I posted! It has sentimental value. ^_^

Contemplation time: ‘takin’ notes’

This decision was actually another really close one! For a while, I was definitely leaning towards the Buzz Lightyear ‘HMM’ meme. (You know, the one where it’s really zoomed in? I love that one.)

However! I ultimately went with this one because I just kinda,,, use it a lot? It fulfills a pretty unique role in my roster, wherein when someone’s talking to me about something vaguely important, it’s the quickest way to show that I’m taking in what they’re saying in some capacity xDD

I have lots of other images to express general scepticism, but I don’t really have others to express attentiveness. So that’s why this one is probably my fave for this specific category ^_^

Horny on main: ‘Tortured by thirst’

This one gets points from me because it uses allusion rather than direct referral. I really love the images that are just shit like ‘oh he HORNY horny’, don’t get me wrong, but this one - someone got creative with this one! They saw a page in some Star Wars encyclopedia and was like “if I crop this just so, it’s prime meme material”, and they were right!

Additionally, the letterbox-narrow framing of the image looks like one of those dramatic zoom-ins on someone’s eyes, further emphasising both the image’s latant comedic energy, AND just how thirsty the guy actually is. It’s another image in the collection that’s just a lot of fun.

:): ‘smile’

This is one that I didn’t have to think about. This is one that I knew before I even landed on the relevant category. I once claimed that this was the image I most frequently use, and while I have no way of ascertaining that for sure, it’s probably my favourite... maybe overall? As much as I can reasonably quantify something like that, anyway. It’s small. It’s unobtrusive. It’s joyous. It’s kind. It’s full of love and affection. What more could I want?

Fear: ‘[Sobbing] Please don’t eat my ass, spirits.’

I feel like 90% of my justifications for these images being my faves are ‘they’re funny’. This is one of those times. This shit is hilarious. Everything about it comes together in a cacophony of humour - the night light, the caption, the facial expression - and at the same time, it doesn’t take away from the fact that this man is terrified out of his mind. The thought that the spirits might eat his ass is as fear-inducing for him as it is laugh-inducing for us. It’s just magical.

Called out: ‘HERE BITCH   SINCE YOU WANNA BE ALL EDGE AND NO POINT’

There were a few really strong contenders in this category, but ultimately, this image is the one that won out for me. :P Not only is the pun glorious - and I love it - but there’s a viciousness to it that really creates a sense of being called out. Like, ‘oh, you want to be an edgy little shit? well HERE YA GO’. I’m not quite sure how else to verbalise it, but it gives me that sense, and I really appreciate it for that xDD

Free Real Estate: ‘free real estate (eyes)’

Yes, this genre has its own category on this blog. (As we’ll see later on in the post, it’s not the only one!) Yes, the one I’m picking as my favourite is a close zoom on the bog standard version. I’m BASIC and I CAN’T PICK A FAVE OKAY. They’re all very situational!! And I love them all!

Gratitude amigo: ‘THANK YOU (bin edition)’

This is another image that works through being multifauceted! Obviously the ‘thank you’ text works on a surface level to tell people, well, ‘thank you’, but it works in another way! Say the bin represents low self-esteem. And the gun in the bin represents you. It’s the perfect image to thank someone not only in general, but for being nice to you when you feel low, or when the chips are down! That extra bit of utility has me, personally, turning to this image more than any of the others I have that function as an expression of gratitude.

Trans Rights: ‘SHUT THE FUCK UP TERF’

A lot of images violently advocating for the rights of transgender people are special. But this one has been the subject of (or at least, an aspect of) debate in the UK’s political center. That’s something special. That’s worth celebrating.

(Plus, maybe it’s just my distraction-loving brain, but I appreciate how bright and colourful and messy the image is. There’s analysis to be made about how mess and colour represents a collective human experience, and that more unites us than divides us regardless of things of gender identity, but there’s also the fact that heehee hoohoo I leik da shiny.)

Disgustan’: ‘Horribly Unfunny   Juvenile   Tasteless   Dumb   Forced   Disgusting   Pathetic and Desperate’

Aside from being another image sourced from my favourite youtube channel, the thing that I really like about this image is how thorough and scalding this is. A lot of the time, the best reactions are non-verbal, conveying emotion through expression without saying a word. This, however, excels at the opposite end of the spectrum; unleashing a deluge of dismissal upon whoever’s unfortunate enough to be on the receiving end. They come like the hammer blows of a professional boxer, and they’re damn effective and tearing something down. I... I really need to use this one more often. :P

Disney: ‘I FUCKING HATE DISNEY BRO   I’M SICK OF THIS SHIT’

I have a couple of images that focus on taking the piss out of Disney (yep, that’s an entire mood - am I wrong, though?) but this is probably my favourite because it reeks of desperation. The watery eyes and the scribble edit of the original text, combined with the explicit ‘I’m sick of this shit’ statement, really push that feeling of ‘oh my god, this megaconglomerate is buying out every intellectual property it can, and also (as I understand it) funding discriminatory legislature from behind an insincere veneer of progressivism’ that I think more and more people are picking up nowadays. Perfect representation of contemporary sentiments - pretty damn good image overall.

I am so great: ‘I don’t come cheap. You can’t afford me.’

Badass one-liner. Confident stride out of the room. Astounded titan groupie. The sunglasses. General big dick energy. This image truly has it all. Nothing more needs to be said.

Stole your meme lol: ‘Steal this meme’

On a smaller level, I like this image because of the inherent comedy of a computer screenshot being edited into a scenario where it’s being presented as a physical sign or item. A neat little blend of digital and hypothetically real. It gives me a sensible chuckle.

On a larger level, I’m partial to this one because the character in it is expressing two of the sentiments that you really feel when you’re yoinking a meme from somewhere in the internet: mischief/mirth, and bashfulness. Like, “yeah, this is the done thing and I’m having fun, but also is this okay?? Might I perchance save this image for my own mischievous little machinations?” And as someone who runs a blog dedicated to reaction images,,, yeah. It’s relatable. That’s all I’ll say. xD

Genuine reassurance: ‘Really’

Not much elaboration to be had here; this one just strikes me as the best fulfillment of its specific mood uploaded to the blog thus far! A lot of the time, when someone says ‘Really’, it’s like a ‘YES REALLY, don’t be PREPOSTEROUS’ sort of thing. But this is more of a ‘really, it’s okay’, which I just,,, prefer? It’s sweet, and it’s... well, genuinely reassuring. :P

[Music stops]: ‘[the weekend whip stops]’

Mostly, I prefer this one because not only is the show one that I’m familiar with, but the song itself (The Weekend Whip) is an old favourite that I grew up listening to! Not only do I get that joyful kinda nostalgia from this image, but it also increases its utility for me personally, because it’s something that I’d actually be feasibly listening to (and then stop because of some BS).

Gweetings: ‘actually the funniest walk I’ve ever seen’

Okay, listen, I’m aware of how many times my reasoning for this list as boiled down to ‘it makes me laugh’ and I’m here to tell you right now that I’m STICKING WITH IT. Look at this man’s fuckin limbs!! Look at his head bobbing about on his neck!! Look at those big-ol strides that are being carried out in spite of the fact that the whole body is doing its best imitation of the wacky waving inflatable arm flailing tubeman.

And then!! Look at the GOOFY GRIN ON HIS FACE. Does he know what he’s doing? Is he totally oblivious? I have no idea, and it haunts me in the best way. Keep walking your walk, guy. It brings me joy every day.

I will cause problems on purpose: ‘Elmo Rise’

INTENTIONAL CHAOS AND THE SUBSEQUENT REVELRY

Ambivalent: ‘Duly noted.’

For me, this one’s all in the caption. In short: it fits the mood category so very well. When a person says ‘duly noted’ it is a deliberate acknowledgement devoid of any value judgement or general opinion. It is ‘I recognise that that a thing has happened, and that is all I do’. To that end, it is the perfect ambivalent statement. Irrespective of all the other things going on in the image, the caption basically shoots it to the top of the charts in regards to how well it does its specific job.

Beyond that, the movements are small but consistent, which is pretty aesthetically pleasing, and the bright colours are - once again - a fun addition that spice the image up and give it some life. So, uh, yeah! General winner all-round, this one.

Bog Moss: ‘ahaha, I do that’

Okay, some clarification might be necessary for this specific mood: ‘Bog moss’ is for the category of images that are a big mood, or generally relatable. It’s called ‘bog moss’ because of an inside joke I had going with some friends when I named it. Just for clarification ^_^

In regards to the image itself... well, it’s another one that really acts as a perfect summation of its mood. I quote it to myself- I mean, not on the daily, but pretty often. It’s light and congenial (ahaha), but it still contains that identifying ‘I do that’ that speaks to the relatability of a certain thing. I can’t think of an image better-suited to indicating that something is, indeed, a big mood in some shape or form.

Mockery: ‘UH-OH!!!!!   Looks like these comments have been infected with... SHIT IDIOT BRAIN FUNGUS!’

If I had to surmise why I love this image as much as I do in two words, it’d be these two: Production. Value. The hazmat suits plus the multicoloured and multifonted lettering plus the half-dozen warning signs underneath create a dense, chaotic image that really emphasises exactly HOW crazy toxic the comments must be. Very well put-together piece, all in all. [Nods like some kind of reaction meme connoisseur]

Please exercise empathy: ‘that’s a human person.’

This one HAD to be the favourite in this specific category - it’s what inspired the category as a whole!

Beyond that, I think the sentiment it expresses is one that’s really handy to keep in mind in this day and age, you know? We’re seeing ever-increasing amounts of parasocial relationships, internet drama, and general dehumanisation all over the place, and I think that, collectively, we could all benefit from leaning back everyone once in a while and remembering that oh, yeah, there is another human person behind this somewhere. At the very least, it’s a sentiment that I can appreciate, and try and stand behind, in my day-to-day; and that’s why I’m a big fan of this particular image. :)

Nice music: ‘epic sax’

I maintain that the saxophone is the sexiest instrument; for proof, I direct you to the three gentlement in the front of the audience in this image, who have almost definitely all popped stiffys at the glorious sights and sounds before them.

Beyond the personal appreciation, there’s a lot of imagery in here that’s goofy, but also full of LIFE! And PASSION! And ENTHUSIASM beyond words that makes you just kind of want to contort your body into a pretzel as a response to whatever incredible sounds you’re experiencing! And that’s what loving music is about! (To me anyway.)

...I’m gonna go listen to the Halo soundtrack now. :P

Sic ‘em: ‘TEAR THE BITCH APART !’

I think the reason why one works as well as it does it all about angles. The camera is from below, and the woman in the image is looking down and off to the side, seemingly at something kinda far away. (Maybe she’s on a balcony? IDK lol). It isn’t a direct stare. In the collection of ‘sic ‘em’ (i.e. fucking murderise them dude) images I have, this one best emphasises the haughty, stern, disconnected authority and self-centredness that I think you’d need to unironically advocate for someone’s death and/or destruction. (If that makes ANY sense at all.)

Plus, ‘tear the bitch apart’ is kind of a funny phrase, so I like that as well.

Grooving: ‘Orange Justice’

This is another image selection where, for me, it comes down to bright colour. The neon green, neon red and jet black (with white highlights) is bold, but it catches my attention easily. Once that’s happened, the actual dance moves combined with the tracking shaky cam ensure that my attention is held for at least a couple of loops> I’m ltierally staring at it, while it loops, as I write this text. Taht’s not even a joke. I’m enjoying myself and am quite capable of typing coherently while my gaze is fixed on something else. There’s some fresh lore for y’all!

Not immune to propaganda: ‘YOU ARE NOT IMMUNE TO PROPAGANDA. BUT NEITHER AM I...’

In general, all the images in this category are crackers. But this one gets points from me for the fact that it manages to actually include some measure of nuance, and the openings of a discussion about ‘propaganda’ and the way that the best way to tackle it is constant vigilance on the parts of everyone involved. Good on you, reaction image! Good on you. 

Silence!: ‘silence, brand’

‘Silence!’ is a good meme. I like it a lot in general. A giant crab shooting laser eyes at something and telling it to shut up? I mean, what’s not to like? But this one in particular is one I really appreciate. For one thing, it combines the meme template with the blorbos from the comics its referencing, leading to a spark of individuality amidst all the other silence memes and paying tribute to its source material. For another thing, I personally believe in the necessity of telling brands to be silenced online every once in a while. So, this one gets my vote! (Although I’m also pretty partial to ‘silence, codebreaker’ if I’m being honest.)

Genuine wrath: ‘I was pissed’

Okay, okay, maybe this isn’t ‘genuine wrath’ in the sense that it’s a gif of a person trashing a room in a fit of rage. (And don’t get me wrong - I love those. They’re hilarious.) But this, I think is my favourite for this specific mood because it’s less funny. The others can still be passed off as exaggeration for the sake of humour, and can be used in an incredibly meme-y way. But this one is simple. Fairly measured. Doesn’t have a lot of funneee destruction. But it still conveys a simple message: “I was pissed”. You can’t escape the sentiment. You can’t inchworm around it or joke your way out of it. It’s just straight up ‘yeah, I wasn’t happy about this’. Reaction images are great fun, but if you want to use one while still feeling genuinely, actually annoyed by something, I’d say this is a pretty solid one to go with.

(edit: I just lost a BUNCH of progress on this post right when I had it ready to upload and now this is LITERALLY ME. FUCK.)

(edit 2: IT KEEP DELETING MY SAVED PROGRESS. TUMBLR. TUMBLR PLEASE)

Pretty sus NGL: ‘So what is the truth’

This one is a pretty good one because of it’s,,, I’m not sure how to phrase it off the top of my head. Solidity? Like, y’all know what a ‘steely-eyed gaze’ is, right? (If you don’t, it’s basically a fancy term for a glare or a stern look. Steel = strong, e.t.c.) This whole image feels like a steely-eyed gaze in gif form. It’s certain. It’s sure of itself. It’s fully aware that something isn’t adding up about the situation, and it wants to know where that wrongness might be. So it asks: what is the truth? No beating around the bush, no funny little raised eyebrow. A simple question, in expectation of a simple answer. I think if you want to get to the bottom of something, this’d be a damn fine way of going about it. 

Gotta go fast: ‘runnin’’

The speed of the man running. The fact that whoever’s holding the camera is keeping pace, and - for the most part - keeping the footage even. The uniformly-running legs that look like little cartoon legs. The rough cut that makes this gif look like some kind of infinite loop. The kite looming ominously in the background, like that’s the entity being fled from. The fact that the guy running is Jack Black. There’s just a lot to love here.

Ight Imma head out: ‘lol bye’

The posting of this gif to the blog actually predated the ‘lol bye’ category, so this actually originally fell under ‘[undefinable]’ - I re-categorized it later when I was going through this list.

Anyways, I love this one to fuckin bits. There’s a franticity to it, but it’s a practiced franticity - the characters all know what they’re doing and what their roles are. It’s the perfect summary of that mad dash to hide whatever fuckery you’ve been up to, mixed in with the implied collaboration/teamwork of a group of people taking the plunge as a team. The small image size and slight pixellated compression add to its chaotic aura, and the last character (TK) taking a backwards plunge out the window ties it all together in a neat little red bow.

Case Closed: ‘It is law.’

There are a couple of reasons why I’m partial to this image in particular. The first is in regards to the mood it represents. It’s authoritative - the hand slap, the fancy suit, the full stop at the end of the sentence. The feel here really is for a “this decree has been set in stone”-type vibe, which fits well with the ‘case closed’ mood.

The second reason I like this image is that it was featured in that original ‘I like your shoelaces’ tumblr post, and I like to pay some respects to this website’s history every once in a while. :3

Not-okay cute things: ‘I CAN’T DO THIS IM   SERIOUSLY GOING INSANE RIGHT NOW’

I have a few of these, and as a general category, I like them a lot - I’ve definitely used the word ‘dissonance’ already when explaining why I like an images, but all of these ones DO have a big dissonance between the image and the caption that comes with the image that definitely adds to their comedic value and general appeal.

Beyond that, this one specifically is my fave for the category because the long caption ACCENTUATES that dissonance. The words are long, implying a real coherence, but their content implies an impending loss of that coherence. Meanwhile, the plush and its blank stare seem to convey that coherence has already been lost, and that the caption is some kind of post-mortem message. I’m definitely reading way into it, but it’s kinda fascinating. And I ENJOY reading into things! Hence, I enjoy the image as a whole.

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Holy hell, it’s done. It’s over. It can’t hurt me anymore

Happy 6,000! (collapses and dies)

[writing-in-april]

Kid.

Poe Dameron x Female Reader

Summary: Reader can’t get Poe to stop calling her kid so she’s tries a new method of getting him to stop.

A/N: Hey guys!!! Here’s my sixth fic for my 30 fics in 30 days for April— I had a really fun time writing this all out lol- I feel like it’s very telling when reading this what I like lol 😂 I hope y’all enjoy it and I’m always looking for feedback or really anything my followers want to talk about- you can send me an ask here- I’d love to hear from y’all 🥰

Warnings: 18+, Age Gap (never specified specifically how large it is), Reader overreacts just a bit, Sub Poe, Smut, Hate fucking, Dry fucking, Oral sex (M receiving), Choking, Edging, Unprotected sex, Creampie

Main Masterlist Word Count: 2.4K

Your nerves were alight with frustration and annoyance, your jaw clenched tight enough to give you a small pressure headache. Poe seemed to always know exactly how to push your buttons perfectly. He knew- he knew how you felt about the nickname he had chosen for you. You didn’t know why he continued to call you that, maybe it was just to push your buttons because he thought it was funny or worse because he actually thought of you as inferior to him.

Despite your arguing thoughts trying to tell you that Poe is only doing this to get under your skin, you couldn’t help but get angry every time he said it. You knew he respected all of the younger pilots, maybe he just thought you weren’t as skilled- even though he had complimented your flying skills many times.

You had asked him not to use the nickname over a million times it seemed. It boiled your blood to hear it, making you feel like he didn’t respect you fully because you were somewhat younger than him.

“Hey Kid!” He shouted out as you retreated away from him in pure anger. It didn’t really matter what you had been arguing about, your anger boiled over as soon as you heard the nickname out of his mouth.

You had both just returned from a mission together along with the rest of your squadron that Poe commanded. You were exhausted and Poe just had to get under your nerves at the prime time.

Stomping from the hangar all the way to your rooms was somewhat of a long walk, you encountered people but you brushed them off as quickly as you could. There was no doubt that Poe was hot on your heels, probably in an attempt to make amends. Though every time he promised that he wouldn’t say it again- he of course broke that promise.

Both of your rooms were in the exact same hallway on base, one reserved for upper personnel. If he cared to acknowledge it he’d notice that you’re not the kid he claims that you are, you’re upper personal for fucks sake. You stomped off down the hallway not caring if he followed you or not, you’d just shut the door in his face if he tried to continue.

He did in fact follow you as you suspected, not for the purpose of going to his own room right next to yours. He followed you to continue the argument.

“Come on don’t walk away I just want to talk!” You scoffed, he didn’t want to talk, he wanted to argue. Paying him no mind you pressed the key card in far too hard to woosh open the door to your room.

Somehow Poe managed to scoot in through the door frame just as you were going to close it. Your fists clenched in anger, not wanting to turn to look at him as it would only make the fire in your belly rage more.

“Well- Kid you gonna tell me why you stomped away from me?” He was hunched over breathing heavily from chasing you down. You wanted to stomp your foot in indignation over frustration due to the fact that he absolutely did know why you had stomped away from him. You whipped around to face him finally, annoyed that he was in your room now- just another thing to add to the list of grievances.

“Stop calling me Kid!” He chuckled in response to your fury, just like he always did, acting like your anger was completely unreasonable. Maybe it was, but you were tired of him going against what you had specifically requested.

He was about to retort after he finished chuckling, his mouth opening in a way that was obviously going to become a sassy remark.

You grabbed the front of his flight suit in anger and pushed him onto the cot you slept on every night. Anger was radiating through you, with no intention of abating, you needed to get rid of it somehow.

Instead of screaming like you normally would have you did something you never thought you’d have the guts to do, you kissed him. The kiss wasn’t filled with sweetness, it was hot, heavy, and full of your frustration. He definitely tried to overpower the kiss, yet eventually accepted defeat- maybe for the first time in his life.

“Do you want this? I won’t be gentle.” You asked while holding the front of his flight suit, bringing his face close to yours and holding eye contact. He nodded with a gulp and you released your grip on his orange suit. Nonchalantly you then asked while moving to close the door to your room, “What’s your safe word?”

“I use the color system.” You nodded in confirmation, coming back after shutting the door so you could escape prying eyes. When you moved to straddle his hips you could see his eyes darken further, pupils blown wide in lust.

To start your journey to ruining him you rested your still clothed center to rest right over his growing bulge. Starting with slow light movements seemed to frustrate him, you didn’t care. He wanted to contest your dominance over him, but not too much as he did not move to touch you, waiting for your permission. The only time he allowed himself to move was when you captured his lips into a bruising kiss, bringing his face up to meet yours by your fingers tangled into his inky curls.

He whimpered underneath you as you ground your hips harder into his bulge. There were still many layers of clothing you had yet to take off, you could still firmly feel how hard he was through them all. He tried to reach up to grab your hips, but you didn’t let him get very far. Instead of letting him touch you you took both of his hands and pinned them above his head.

“Maybe I would let you touch me if you behaved.” The sneer in your voice made Poe flinch away and whimper again, though he did not say anything. You then tried to goad him into speaking, “Are you going to apologize to me?”

Despite his pathetic little whimpers that showed you his submission to you he still refused to budge. His head shook back and forth, telling you no to your request. In response to his refusal you scoffed and didn’t give him the satisfaction of a stinging retort for now. Instead you started to grind into him harder with a faster pace that had him close to falling apart in his flight suit.

When you could feel him starting to approach his release, his cock twitching in the flight suit, your movements stopped abruptly. You had to remove one of your hands from where you had them pinned on the cot to slap it over his mouth when a broken cry that would have been too loud tried to escape.

You chuckled darkly at his desperate look, his eyes watering a little, “If you would just apologize I would let you finish.”

He tried to make a noise, but underneath the pressure of your hand it barely made a sound. When I removed my hand his bratty attitude re-emerged, “I won’t apologize.”

His indignation made your jaw tick, he must have been looking for a punishment at this point. It was now your job to make sure you gave him one that he wouldn’t enjoy, otherwise it wouldn’t be a punishment.

You released his hands so you could begin to undress him, his flight suit had a small wet spot on it from his precum. It made you wonder how soaked his boxers were underneath. They were just as wet as you expected. You run your fingers around the spot, making his hips buck a little which you stopped by pushing them down with your other hand.

When you then peeled his boxers off of him along with his flight suit you decided to give him a taste of what he wanted, planning on ripping it away again just as he was about to finish.

You shuffled your body down his until your mouth was resting over his cock, it looked painful to you. Flushed a deep red with precum leaking down his shaft and was hot and heavy in your hands. You didn’t have any plans on letting him finish anytime soon, you couldn’t imagine he could stand it much longer before breaking and giving you an apology.

His fingers twitched at his side when you blew cool air onto his length, you sneered again, “If you touch me I’ll stop.”

He did follow that direction at least, leaving his hands by his side and fisting the sheets. As a slight reward or even more of a punishment from a different perspective you let him feel your mouth around him. Suckling the tip slightly made his toes curl, but he still did not say anything. Maybe he would be harder to break then you thought.

You began to work on him with more effort, using your mouth and hands wrapped around his length to send him close to the edge again.

“Please!” He begged as you took him as far back into your throat as you could, gagging a little each time it hit the back of your throat.

You pulled off him for a second to answer his plea, “You know what to say if you want to cum.”

His head flopped back at your words and a groan of frustration came out. You worked him up to the edge two more times- he still wouldn’t break even when you were goading him while sucking on his balls and stroking his cock.

You were absolutely soaked, your own arousal getting frustrating. Damn him and his stubbornness you thought. Fuck it- maybe he’d break when he was finally inside you.

In your anger you ripped the zipper of your flight suit as you tore it off of your own body. You weren’t looking forward to explaining why you needed a new one to Leia tomorrow. For now you were focused on getting rid of the ache between your thighs while punishing Poe further.

A collective groan came out of the two of you as you sunk down on his cock slowly. You were so wet from just the anticipation that you could have taken him perhaps a bit faster, but the wrecked look on his face was even better. You relished in his desperation as you began to create a steady pace, still not as fast as he probably wanted you to go. He did follow at least one of your rules, keeping his hands fisted in his sheets. It made his knuckles lighten from how hard he was gripping them, showing how desperate he was to not let you win.

He was nearing his breaking point, you were sure of that. His whimpers had gotten even higher pitched when you started to swivel your hips in a certain way. Tears were also prickling at the corners of his eyes almost spilling down his tanned cheeks that were slick with sweat. He still had some fight in him though apparently, he was resilient as steel.

“Go faster- Kid.” Oh- he definitely knew what he was doing. He stoked your anger on purpose, finding it funny that you got so riled up over a simple nickname.

In your anger your hand then wrapped around his throat and with each bounce you spoke to punctuate your point, “Don’t.” “Call.” “Me.” “Kid.”

His legs were shaking hard underneath you, thoroughly overwhelmed by your all encompassing touch. You had complete control over him and his finish. His mouth opened and closed a few times, like he was trying to finally apologize but couldn’t get the words out. Deciding to tease him further and test his limits a bit by saying, “Are you finally going to apologize?”

There was a slight pause in conversation while you continued to keep your pace going, waiting patiently for a response. Your own orgasm was beginning to rise within you. You could finish now, torturing him even further by feeling you spasm around him in pleasure, but you wanted to finish together if possible so you tried to be as patient as possible. Just when you were about to prompt him again he finally found the words you had been looking for.

“Yes! I- I won’t callll you kid again, I’m sorry!” The apology that you had been waiting for was so broken that it took you a second for you to understand what he had said. Your hips slowed their movements for a moment to then lean forward while tightening the hold you had on his neck slighting. You dragged your tongue from the bottom of his neck to the bottom of his ear before then whispering into his ear, “Thank you, you can cum now- and touch me.”

You clenched around him when his hands gripped your hips hard, using them as leverage to begin to thrust into you hard. Your own orgasm washed over you when after the last few thrusts he rubbed your clit before filling you.

After you had both rode out your releases you slumped forward onto Poe, trying to catch your breath. His fingers moved to slowly trace up your spine, which helped relax you.

“Hopefully I won’t have to teach you a lesson about what nicknames you can use on me again.” You breathed out with a chuckle, moving your own hand to trace his skin.

“I don’t know- I kinda liked the lesson you taught me.” A cheeky smirk was most definitely on his face as he said those words, which made you lightly tap his shoulder.

You clenched around his softening cock that was still inside you as retaliation, causing him to groan. You started to roll your hips at a languid pace, just so you could hear his whimpers again, this time from being still slightly sensitive from his first release. His cock was becoming hard inside you again, almost ready to go for a second round, “Do I need to teach you another lesson?”

You did have to admit though that the nickname was growing on you, not that you were going to tell Poe that anytime soon.

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[wroteclassicaly]

Waves of Blue (Andy Dolan x Reader)

Warnings: Language, smut, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, rough sex, hair pulling, face slapping, slight choking, mentions of drug usage, & angst.

A/N : AAAAAAHHHHH! I have found the post that teaches you how to add a read more on mobile! Shoutout to the person who told me about that! You know who you are! ^_^ Anyways, I am so gonna be posting more, even if it’s harder because I have to write the fics on my phone, versus my laptop, lol. I stumbled across the song Waves of Blue by Majid Jordan, and my ass was emotional af (I have included some of the lyrics here in blue!) I obviously don’t own the song/lyrics!

The song was the kick one of my drafts needed for extra inspiration! And so, I bring you the start of this mini fic! It won’t be very many chapters. And I will probably re-visit for a prequel, to write out how the reader and Andy first hooked up. But I wanted to try something different and start my fic with their relationship already ongoing. Hopefully it doesn’t suck, haha.?

I haven’t felt this inspired for a Cody character since Michael Langdon! I adore Andy’s traumatic, cocky, angsty, hot mess ass! And I really wanna explore the creativity he’s bringing me! Lemme know what y’all think? And give the song a listen - I’m in in love with it!

Forgive me if there’s some mistakes, loves! I’m nervous about how I’ve written Andy, and how the smut is. Hope y’all enjoy anyways!

:)

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The rain is a glittering array of shimmering moisture as its presence is pouring down on the roof of your apartment. Your knees are knocked tightly together, jean fabric digging into flesh. Your phone is perched face down atop your legs, vibrating messages you don’t care to read. They’re not the ones that you want to see. You tilt your head back, the tears redirecting themselves down the sides of your cheeks. You turn your gazing direction to that silk robe atop your bed - a reminder.

“It’s just a fling, love.”

But it can’t be, can it?

You have to laugh at yourself. Isn’t this what every girl asks themselves when they’re dumped? Rare is an exception who steals the other person’s heart and changes that exterior they carry. Your phone vibrates again and that raging anger to match the ruby red color on his robe that rests on your bedroom sheets - it charges your energy like a violent strike of lightening! Your hand launches your phone into the hallway outside your bedroom door before you can stop yourself.

“There’s your fucking fling, dumbass Andy Dolan!”

You try to hum to fight off the incoming intrusive thoughts, to ignore your ringing phone in the distance, but it’s to no avail. You’re getting more overwhelmed with the pain by every agonizing second. Your fists clench into the leather armrests below. It’s too much, you can’t bear another second of this shit. It doesn’t matter that it’s raining, it doesn’t matter that you have over fifteen unanswered recent calls from Andy since you threw your phone - unbeknownst to you.

You snatch the stupid silk robe from its place and begin your knowing journey with the excruciatingly expensive item, having already made up your mind. A quick removal of your keys from the hooks beside your front room door and your bare feet seem to lead you - heart first - into the downpour. Your clothing is soaked the instant you step outside. Mumbling all the way to your SUV and clutching Andy’s silk garment becomes your saving grace to help anchor your focus. If one can be focused in bare feet during a thunderstorm, erratically throwing her car into reverse.

The drive to his place of privacy - his sanctuary - the cold place you once used to help him warm. It doesn’t take you long. With your tires grinding against soaking asphalt, country beach roads whipping past you, and your angry windshield wipers struggling to keep up with your car’s pace - Andy’s gates come into your sights. You’re trembling, too upset and geared to go for a turn around now. Andy didn’t change the security, so you let yourself in, abandoning your car just inside, doors open and interior carelessly being soaked.

It doesn’t matter. I just have to tell him this.

That’s your mantra for continuous approach. You round the long expanse of beautiful greenery, waves crashing violently in the distance, a love affair to collide with this storm. Your simple outfit of blue jeans and a baby blue tank top are beyond recognition, weighted down by the sopping wet summer. The shivering begins to thrum along to an invisible, but very present humming inside you. It’s that feeling, the one you know all too well.

Andy Dolan.

Like when you first met, you begin to tremble, letting your limbs move you accordingly. Making sense is last on the priority list. Normally, you would have a thousand conversational scenarios laid out, but that’s not the case. Rushed on purely raw need to tell him - no - inform him, that is what is in charge here. The soft grass is squishy between your toes, a tickle from each freshly mowed blade, water in the distance smelling like salt and flowing freedom.

Every sense is heightened for you right now. Your limbs are heavy, yet your footfalls are light, carrying you with a quick grace. You don’t bother with the front door, opting for his usual back door hang out. It’s a few more minutes before your destination is reached. That’s when you hear him screaming, his voice in high distress, hard and rough against the accent. Your chest heaves to cage hammering heartbeats that you can’t keep up with.

“Motherfucking ANSWER ME!” He shouts, ripping the phone from his ear to redial.

You rolls your eyes, assuming it’s a dealer, or whomever he would rather be with than you. After all, he’s the one who said he just needed an ideal situation, not a relationship.

“Y/N... come on, don’t be a fucking cunt! I need to tell you something, please!”

Almost on cue the song drops loud on his fancy speakers in the house, freezing you to your spot.

I wanna hold you close

Don't wanna let you go

Be with you night and day

'Cause I've been feeling so low

Don't have to ask me twice

You really take me there

I wanna touch your light

I wanna breathe in your air

Andy angrily taps at his phone again, almost growling, reminding you of a wild animal. That’s when you’re snapped into your remaining senses, moving up and onto his deck, standing just feet from him. It takes him a few seconds to look up and see you through the rain. You can’t bring yourself to go any closer, afraid to let go right away. That’s how it is with Andy, you always give in.

You cut him off before he even gets a chance.

“Fuck you, Andy.”

Damn, was that really what you worked up the courage to dangerously drive yourself here to confess?

His lips purse a popping a noise, eyes widening in surprise at your word choices.

“I really fucking hate you.” Is what you give him, finding it easier to take steps now.

He still doesn’t speak as you approach, almost as if he’s recoiling. That wild animal within Andy Dolan. He’s not used to this. You can barely see through the rain, feeling like a moron. The movies make it look so dramatic, but you feel like you’re a wet dog on the verge of catching a cold.

It does good at numbing you though, almost shielding you from those haunting blue eyes. You swipe a hand across your face to clear your vision, and take that final step onto the deck with him, now just on the other side of where he stands in the doorway. That’s when he decides to speak, his voice softer than you’ve heard. It echoes his exhaustion, his surprise.

“You’re not the only one that feels that way, Y/N.”

You shake your head in disbelief, both of you not daring to make that closing gap. You would douse his body with yours; wet and cold. You’d be lying if you denied the shiver that attacked you, drawing your body in like a magnet - helpless to its every move.

“Don’t give me this kicked puppy front. We’re all human beings, Andy. And I didn’t fucking deserve you cutting your baggage open and just... dumping out whatever you felt like on me and then letting me go.”

Fuck.

He inhales sharply, head tilting in this sadness you seem to understand within the moment. It steals your breath, a pain punching your ribcage, causing your heartbeat to skip a few. Your jaw twitches as you turn away to gather your bearings, starting back down into the yard.

Why the fuck did I come here?

I'll be holding you tight

When the night is through

Andy takes a deep inhalation behind you and that catches you, dragging you right back. Before you know which end is up you’re turning back around and striding across the pool deck and right into your former lover. Andy meets you in the harsh rains, his hands cupping your neck so possessively, that you can’t remember a time where this hot mess of a man wasn’t bull dozing your life apart. You grasp his face in your palms, that unshaven stubble prickling your flesh. Your mouth meets his, his phone becoming ruined and forgotten as he lets it fall to the ground beside him.

His strong arms path down to encircle your waist, pulling you in from the weather, bunching your t-shirt up until it’s pooling around your tattered bra. You raise your arms to help him discard it, the heavy wet noise it makes when it collides with a nearby pool chair is enough to make Andy gain his surroundings.

“Stop, stop. Are you fucking high?” He asks you, a cautious pause.

You shake your head. “Aren’t you?”

This is when he scares you with a solemn silence you weren’t aware he could possess.

“Andy...” You push your fingers through his damp curls.

“No, I’m not. I was just about to... when you didn’t answer.”

Almost as if he can’t take revealing that bit of truth, he thumbs a bra strap down your shoulder - deliberately slow. Your skin stings with the line of goosebumps that it brings, your own hands struggling to push that stupid ass identical robe off his broad chest.

“I should fucking rip this.” You say, causing a smile to come from him.

“Rip it and I’ll put you on your knees.”

“Has that ever stopped you before?” A challenging look presses your features, but Andy intercepts, wrapping your hair around his fist and pulling your hair back. You feel the ache crack from the tips of your toes, hot wired into your cunt - direct express.

“You need more marks from me.” His mouth caresses your jawline, stubble catching the underside when his lips find your neck, a stimulation that you have become accustomed to craving.

His teeth bite down, a few seconds more where you feel him cleaning his evidence with a light set of kisses.

“There we go.” He scrapes his milky white teeth across your ear with a whisper so hot that you bow into him; knees weak.

Your bra is the next thing to fall somewhere, your jeans following. Andy doesn’t wait for you to even kick them off, his fingers sliding into your lace panties to see how much you still need him. He licks his lips, eyes closing in pleasure, a familiar stroking rhythm unraveling from the tips of his fingers.

“Shit, that’s a good girl. Even when you hate me you still need me, don’t you?”

The cockiness makes your wrist snap and palm collide with his cheek. You’re riled up, he’s riled up. Something you know he likes. “Like you fucking needed that?” Is your retort.

He groans out, a honey wet dip in his tone. “Only you can fucking touch me like that, Y/N.”

Lightening flashes through the darkened midnight skies, rain pounding across the surface of the pool to create a special beat. Andy finds your mouth in desperation once more, working your underwear down in a frustrated jerk. His fingers part your slick folds and ease into you without any warning. You look down to watch his strong forearm flex in its working marathon, back and forth between your thighs.

We'll be riding the tide in the sky so alive

On waves of blue (waves of blue)

I'm in love with the thought of being in love

In love with you (love with you)

You can bring me along for the rest of your life

If you wanted to (wanted to)

You let go and give into him, not daring to question why you came here in the first place. You know why. Andy has stopped his touches, watching you with that lowered stare he gives. His body is glowing from the neon lighting his home harbors, his creamy skin glistening with rain water. He’s hard through those silk pants, nothing left to the imagination.

“Take them off. Now.” You command him.

He can’t hide the greedy smirk that appears on his lips, not taking his eyes off you as his pants and boxers disappear in one go. He is gloriously hard and thick. You almost want to laugh at your cliche salivating tongue. Andy brushes your wet hair off your temple, his hands moving down your body in a tapping massage - reaching their target to hook behind your thighs.

He lifts you with ease, your legs wrapping around his waist. He’s panting rapidly, nosing your neck. He grips himself, teasingly stroking your cunt to gather your arousal. You stutter on an exhale, unable to breathe out properly. It’s jagged and broken, much like your rationality.

You stop him when he attempts to press inside you. “Tell me again,” You plead. He looks at you in confusion. “Say I’m just a fling.” You finish.

“Y/N...” He struggles.

“Before you fuck me, I want you to tell me what I mean to you, Andy.”

It’s hard not to just fucking forget this and let go, let him take you, both of you get what you want and not have to deal with anything else. But you need to hear it. You want to know how much you’re not worth anything to him. You need to hear it more than you need to find out how much you mean to him. That’s what you came here for...

His enriching ocean eyes are glossy with desire, with something else you can’t place. They pin you into a set of shakes. You grip the hair at his neck’s nape.

“Everything.” He says it all at once, bringing your hand down atop his to help him line up, as he fucks himself into your cunt, stretching you with that delicious drowning burn.

You're no good for me

You got what I need

I just wanna be with you

You cry out, vision sprinkled with an array of floating shapes. Andy drives you against the door, hips slamming so hard you know you’ll be bruised before the night is through. You keep one arm around his neck, lowering the other to encourage him to hurt you deeper, nails clawing at his lower back, shredding the skin. His face stays buried in your neck, stubble adding to each motion he makes inside. You cling tight, using all your strength.

It’s slippery, it’s unstable, you can barely hold onto one another, but you manage. And that moment when you finally can’t keep yourself up, Andy lets you slide down, bringing you into the floor of the doorway, lifting your legs onto his shoulders, pressing in so hard you can’t contain the tears that roll from the corner of your eyes, coasting. He’s familiarized himself with how you come undone, even before you knew.

“You’re drenching my cock, baby. You need to let it go?”

You don’t answer, causing him to grip your throat.

“When I ask you something I expect an answer. You remember how this works, don’t you?”

“Fuck, yes! Please, Andy!” You don’t pride yourself now.

He guides a hand across you, as if he’s tuning a fine instrument. Your stomach quivers with a passing of his fingertips, engaging in a butterfly filled stomach clench. You’re tensing up, anticipating. Desiring.

“Fucking do it! Show me how much you still need this...” He trails off, dropping to rest his chest against your breasts.

“Even if you don’t need me.” It’s a counter thought to your need to hear him say he doesn’t want you.

“I’ll always need you.” You push him onto his back with newfound strength, and pin his hands above his head, your hips bouncing so hard that you can feel his firm structure beneath. That’s right, this is exactly what you have to have.

He’s damn near whining now, squeezing your fingers tightly. “Y/N.”

It’s a warning you don’t need. You lean down to steal a kiss, leaving him further winded, nudging his nose with your own, breasts smashed to between you two. Andy gives a silent agreement, dropping a hand down to quickly rub your clit. Your heartbeat is so out of control that you can’t hear anything but your own cries as you cum all over Andy’s cock. He follows with you, holding himself, keeping you there.

He’s shaking when it’s over. You can’t find coherent speech capabilities.

I'll be holding you tight

I'll wait this through

You stay resting on top of him, still keeping him inside. You don’t know what’s going to happen, but you know that there’s no going back now.

This is just another beginning...

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