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valsarchives · 1 year

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can you do a insta au w gracie abrams as the face claim! any story line u want 💓

a/n: hope you like it! someone asked me to make an insta au about these rumors and I mixed it with this i hope you don’t mind! i’ll make second part for this.

Face claim: Gracie Abrams

part two

my girl - t.c

rollingstone

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rollingstone we are back with our favorite lady yourusername!!! we had an amazing conversation (some questions we asked might be what you wondered 👀) don’t forget to check it out! Link in bio.

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yourusername 🩶

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ynmybaby MY GIRLLLL

username994 wowza ❤️‍🔥

yourfan385 my girl looks so fine!!!!!

ynsbabygirl can’t believe timothee prefered some plastic over this masterpiece

randomuser wait what?? They broke up?!?!

yourfan593 yeah they broke up 2 weeks ago and now he is rumored to be dating kylie jenner since january. If that’s true that means timothee cheated on her

timmytimmy he would never do that

ynsbabygirl well, he would never date kylie too right? but now entertainmenttonight says they’re officially dating 🤷🏼‍♀️

kissmeyn mommy 🥵

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ynlndaily

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ynlndaily I really didn’t want to believe he would do something like that but idk if I can defend him anymore.

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username560 I can’t believe it

timmyfan04 This is just a PR but they’re talking badly about timmy :(

username94729 well, he shouldn’t let that happen then

tchalmtfann I won’t believe this shit until there is a valid proof or some pictures of them together

randomuser noooooooo

ynsbabygirl idk if this is true but if it is that means Y/n made the right decision

timmytimmy pls tell me this is a joke

timmyfan3 Timmy nooo

yourfan0 he looks like her son💀

ynmybaby I just watched Rolling Stone interview. They asked about her relationship with Timmy and she said they ended it on good terms, she said “We didn’t break up for any dramatic reasons, we were so busy with our careers and we didn’t have time for each other and the relationship wasn’t going well because of that so we decided to end it. We still care for each other.”

username59275 istg these celebs always break up for being so busy for relationship. Give me the real reason!!

kissmeyn yes you’re right about that but Y/n always explained why did she break up with all of her exes, she never lied once so you don’t have any right to say that for her

username59275 yeah, you’re right i guess

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tchalametdaily

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tchalametdaily Timothée spotted in New York, filming a commercial for Chanel directed by Martin Scorsese.

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timmytimmy OH MY GOD 🥵

tchalafann mom, your girl is in love with this man

calametfan5 🛐

timotheefan15 GUYSSS THERE IS A VIDEO ON TIKTOK! A FAN YELLS “TIMMY ARE YOU REALLY DATING KYLIE” AND HE SAID NO!!!!

timmytea WAIT WHAT

randomuser I NEED THAT VIDEO RN

timotheefan15 I’m sending you the link!!

username594 ME TOO PLS

timotheefan15 sure!

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enews

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enews After a video by jessielyn_ on TikTok went viral, everyone talks about newly ended relationship these two shared. Since Timothée still follows her on Instagram (he only follows one person and that’s her) and likes some of her posts, the fans are still hopeful for them.

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yourusername So ready for you Coachella!

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ynmybaby I’M SO GLAD I HAVE A CHANCE TO SEE YOU MY GIRL!!! I’M SO EXCITED

yourusername I’ll be waiting hon 💋

ynmybaby KDJFSKJDKSJD AHHHHH 😩😩😩

yourfan385 SO EXCITED

florencepugh go girl!!!!!

pauline.chalamet ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

kissmeyn i love you so much it hurts 😭

timmytimmy you look stunning!!!!

tchalafann I wonder if Timmy will be there, he said he will definitely come before they broke up :/

randomuser what if he shows up with kylie 🤯

timotheefan494 he literally said he wasn’t dating her

randomuser oh right!

zendaya THAT’S MY GIRL

hero_ft you’re the reason I’m attending Coachella this year

henrycavill same.

username5947294 HENRY IS ATTENDING COACHELLA?????????

yourfan0 I WASN’T EXPECTING THIS AT ALL WHAAATTT

random_username THIS IS TOO MUCH 😭

tomholland2013 Let’s gooo!!!!

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tchalamet’s story

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bobbin-buckley · 4 months

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That Girl Is Mine

Tara Carpenter x Saxophoneplayer!Fem!Reader

Summary: You play saxophone with a band called “Sweaters In Fall”, you and another girl plus three other guys are in it. You’re girlfriend Tara comes to see your biggest concert at the Radio City Music Hall (NYC), after the concert things do seem to work with you in the band

Warnings: Fluff, Cat-Calling, Little bit of blood, Pervert, sexual mentions, lots of cursing, some punching

Y/F/B: Your Favorite Band

Y/N/N: Your Nickname

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It’s the night before you and your bands performance at the Radio Music Hall.

You were very nervous, it was unusual for you to be this nervous. It wasn’t because of the people but it was because your girlfriend was coming to watch with her friends and her older sister Sam.

Not that you were scared of Tara being there, you were excited that the dark brunette and her friends were coming, it was just Sam.

Sam never really liked you, she had her suspicions. You respected that since after what they’ve gone through was tragic. This special night wasn’t just about winning an award to you but it meant to prove yourself worthy for Tara, you wanted Sam to see your talent and maybe she’ll like you. Maybe….

“Yo Y/n! What’s got ya all worked up?” Your bandmate Damien asked, he was a nice guy, he was a tall lengthy black man about in his middle twenties. “You’re not all pumped up like you normally are during rehearsal.”

“Just nervous I guess…” “Nonsense! You’re never nervous!” Kayleen hyped. Kayleen was your best friend, you guys were pretty close she was the reason why you joined the band. Damien and the other two guys were a little eh about another Saxophone player joining, but the raven hair just glared at them and had you join. You were the high voice of the group, the great Alto Sax player.

“Yeah, Y/N/N, you seem so low right now and you’re the loudest person normally.” Pip spoke, Pip was your 3rd favorite of the group. He was pretty quiet the majority of the time but he indeed was a fantastic Trumpet player. ‘Pip the Pipet’ Damien gave him the nickname, Pip hated it but he’s adjusted to it now since it sticks with him.

You all had nicknames, yours was Sexy Sax (boy you hate it but at this point you don’t care, Tara teases you about it), Kayleen’s was Sax Positive, every time you hear that nickname you can’t help but laugh a little. Damien’s is Damn Keyboard (idk) as he played keyboard in the band. Last but not least Dan…

you hated Dan oh boy, if you were to go ghostface he’d be the reason.

Dan was a creep in your opinion. Nobody else agreed though, he was just very…odd. He was an older man, I’d say in his early 40’s, he does have a lot of experience in jazz and band in general but he seemed off…every time after your solo in one of the songs you’d catch him looking at you with heart eyes, you’d catch him doing it to Kayleen as well. Eugh…you hate him

“Yeah baby stop being so low, your supposed have a high pitched voice in the band. If you know what I mean.” Dan said…flirted?

You wanted to throw up after he said that. Fuck he gives you the jeepers creepers.

“I’m fine guys I swear. It’s just my girlfriend is coming to watch tomorrow and her sister..isn’t quite found of me..” you rambled.

“Sorry to hear that champ. But everything will go great! Just…focus on yourself and not the crowed.” Damien explained, you have him a nod.

“Well, it’s getting late guys we should head home for the night,” everybody nodded in agreement with Pip.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It was a quick walk home, you hadn’t lived far from Damien’s house. Which is where you guys rehearsed most days unless the Blackmore’s band director lets you in.

Moonlight On the River by Mac DeMarco was playing in your ears, your saxophone in case swaying in your left hand as you trotted in the perfect white snow on New York’s streets to your way home.

You swore someone was following you, feeling eyes staring at the back of your head. You stopped in your tracks turning around to see no one.

Maybe it’s an animal or my imagination?

You thought

As paranoid as you used to be it’s been higher ever since you heard about the ghostface attacks. Tara always pushed you away when you met, you weren’t sure why until you discovered she was The younger sister of Sam Carpenter.

Eventually you told her you don’t care about some psycho idiot under a ghost mask with a knife.

It wasn’t long after you confessed that you really liked her and started the first date. It’s been a few months since you guys started dating, you both were happy.

You told Tara you’d always be there for her if she wanted to talk about everything or anything else that’s keeping her down. She appreciates you for that, but also doesn’t want to burden you because she knows you have your own issues.

Opening your apartment door, stepping in and feeling the nice warmth greeting you. You flicked on the lights with your free hand after slipping off your shoes and walked to your bedroom.

You sat down your saxophone in the corner of your room as well as your backpack, coat. Walking over to your bed taking the snow covered sweater and sweatpants you were wearing off. (I’m more masc btw so masculine wear)

Putting on a white-T with a sweatshirt over that has Y/F/B on it and throwing on a black pair of sleep pants. That’s when your phone started buzzing in your bag.

You grabbed your bag again and opened it to grab your phone, seeing that your one and only was calling you.

With a smile you pressed the green button without hesitation and pulled the phone to your ear.

“Hey Baby!”

You blushed at her voice and nickname

“Hey Tar, how was your day?”

“Not bad, just- some arguing with Sam. You know, the usual.”

“Sorry to hear that, what was it about? If you done mind me asking.”

“It’s fine love, it was just about me walking alone to school. She needs to grow up sometimes, I mean I do appreciate her safety, it’s just a pain up my ass all the time.”

You understood Tara’s annoyance, your mom was the same. She’d harp on you about being safe even if your taking out the trash, (though you don’t live with her no more)

Sam was always protective, ever since the first Ghostface incident. Sam has prevented Tara from having outside friends (definitely after Quinn and Ethan).

That’s why Sam dislikes you, she’s scared you’ll be the next ghostface. But Tara wants Sam to understand that she’ll fall in love at some point, and she already has. It’s you

You’re the lucky girl

“Yeah I know hun, hey tell you what. Tomorrow night I’ll prove Sam with my magical music talent that I’m worthy!”

Tara chuckled, “sure baby, you are quiet talented my musical girl. I’m excited for tomorrow, by the way, how was practice?”

“Good, Kayleen and the boys are hyped. I think we’re all ready, I’m just a bit nervous…” you said, biting your nails.

“Why nervous Y/N/N? You’re never nervous.”

“That’s what the band said..haha.” You paused with a fake laugh. “I guess it’s me trying to prove how good I am to Sam, and how important you are to me.”

“Honey, even if Sam didn’t care about tomorrow then screw her, cause you shouldn’t care about what Sam thinks. It’s Sam! But I know Sam will get your trust eventually she just has a hard time opening up,” you sigh, “plus I think she’ll love it. Sam really likes music if you didn’t know.”

“I didn’t know actually, but thanks Tar.”

“No problem baby, I gotta go Sam needs my help with dinner. I’ll see you tomorrow night! Love ya!”

Your heart skipped a beat, “love you too, see ya!”

You smiled widely after Tara hung up. You were going to prove your worthy for Tara to Sam.

Sam doesn’t realize how much you love that little feisty girl

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It’s currently 7:30

Your show starts in thirty minutes

Sitting on an old chair in the back room as Kayleen does a few more touches with your make-up

You weren’t a big fan of wearing make-up, but Kayleen insisted on you wearing some especially for tonight. It wasn’t crazy make-up, just some highlights and eyeliner, nothing punk looking but more casual.

“Cmon Y/N/N you’re our sexy sax you gotta look sexy,” you rolled your eyes. “Even Pip gets a little bit of a make-over!”

“Uh-what?” Pip quipped.

“…Annnnd done!” Kayleen exclaimed, “it’s your turn Pip!”

Pip groaned but gave in

“A-are we all getting make-up?” Damien asked.

“No, Pip just doesn’t get the option because he’s one of our big soloists! But if you want make-up I’d be happy to-”

“Absolutely not,” both Damien and Dan said. The raven shrugged and went back to work

“So Y/N/N? How are you feeling?” Damien asked, as he sat next to you.

“Better, I talked to my girlfriend last night and told about my nerves but she said I’ll be okay and other things.” “Awe, she must be a real sweet one.” You blushed as his comment, Tara was a sweet one even if she’s a little feisty at times.

“We have about ten minutes left.” Dan looked at his watch.

“Shit!!” Kayleen squealed.

You laughed at her antics when she jumped to grab more blush

“We’ve got time girl.”

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Tara shifted in her seat as she looked around the interior of the Music Hall.

She’s never been inside the music building, she’s only passed in on walks, in a taxi or on the bus.

It was quite beautiful, the lights were pretty, the room was nice and warm and it was just gorgeous in general, it was a very open dome with a lot of people.

Sam didn’t want to spend a lot of money so they chose the middle seats on the balcony. Tara wouldn’t really be able to see you but the tv’s they had were enough to see your gorgeous face.

“God I’m so excited! Thanks again Sam!” Chad smiled bright. Mindy thanked her too.

“Of course,” Sam smiled. “Thanks Sam, seriously, you don’t know how much this means to me and especially Y/N/N.”

The older Carpenter smiled at her little sister.

“Up next we have our Jazz Band “Sweaters In Fall!!!”

When Tara heard your band name she perked up and watched ahead of her as she cheered with the crowed.

You and band walked up stage with your instruments, the keyboard and drums already set for Damien and Dan.

“Let’s meet our lovely band! Up first is Pip the Pippet! Our Trumpeter!” Pip smiled shyly.

“Second we have Sax Positive Kayleen!”

Mindy shook her head, “reminds me of Quinn sadly.” Tara chuckled a bit.

“Third we have Damien that Damn Keyboard!” Everybody laughed and cheered.

“Fourth we have Drummer Dan!”

“He looks like he’s sixty!!” Chad yelled. Tara didn’t like Dan, the stuff you’ve told Tara about him make her sick in the stomach but that feeling faded away once the guy announcing announced your name.

“Last but not Least! Y/N/N the Sexy Sax player!!” (Sorry not sorry)

Tara blushed when you waved a bit to the the crowed. Knowing you were looking for her.

“Let’s get this party started!”

~~~~~~~~~(sorry if it’s cheesy 😭)

You were at the last song of your album. The next song was more of something you wrote yourself. (Not actually 😭 cause that’d be copyright)

Tara cheered with the crowed once the song was finished. You eagerly searched for her in the crowed then spotted her a bit later.

You blew a kiss at her as she did it back.

“Cmon Y/n! We gotta go!” Pip called.

You nodded, taking one last glance in Tara’s direction before following your friends.

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“That’s it! That was it my guys!” Damien screamed in victory.

“Eh it was alright-” “What do you mean it was alright Kay? That was our best yet!!” Pip cut off Kayleen.

You smiled bright once you entered the backroom. This was definitely the best performance you’ve had in awhile, and you were proud of that.

It didn’t matter to you if you won something but- it mattered that you did it. All you cared about was Sam liking you.

The band continued to talk about the performance whilst you put up your saxophone.

“Y/n!” You looked up at her voice.

Tara jumped into your arms with a big smile, Sam and her friends no too far behind.

“Hey babe! How’s you guys get in?” You looked over Tara’s shoulder, making sure no guards were about to run in saying they broke in.

“They let us in, I told them I was with you.”

“Now who’s this pretty lady?” Dan asked, he made your stomach curl and in a disgusted way.

“I’m Tara,” she said a little grossed out herself.

“Hey! Y/n, you can officially meet Sam now!” Tara turned to her older sister, motioning Sam to approach.

Sam looked at you with those ‘I don’t trust you eyes’. Sam scared you a bit, but being up close..Jesus you were more scared.

“Nice to meet you Y/n,” your eyes widened. Sam, Sam Carpenter being nice to you? She held out her hand waiting for you to shake it. “I-uh hi- S-Sam.”

Sam pulled her hand away and chuckled, “you don’t need to be afraid of me. Sorry for scaring you a bit, I’m a bit worried meeting new people. As Tara probably already told you.”

You nodded with a small smile. Tara was ecstatic with your first impressions on each other.

“Yo Y/n! You gonna introduce them?” Damien spoke.

“Oh uh- yeah! This is my girlfriend Tara her sister and friends. Guys this is Damien, Kayleen, Pip and-..Dan.” You pointed to the each of them.

There were some waves and hi’s

“Y/n, you didn’t tell me your girlfriend was hella hot.” Dan walked close.

“Excuse me?” Both you, Tara and Sam said.

“You heard me.”

You looked at Dan with hatred. “Back the fuck up.”

“Woah, no need to get all frisky babe.”

“Don’t fucking call her that!” Tara yelled.

You put a hand out in front of Tara, keeping her back.

“Damn, she’s loud too.”

“Shut the fuck up you perverted mother fucker!” You shoved Dan back, but it wasn’t long before he struck your nose with his fist.

You stumbled back, wincing and clutching your nose as it bled. “Y/n..”

“Oh come on Y/n, your worse than your are at pleasing her.”

That’s when Sam lost it as well. Sam punched Dan, you pushing Sam back to finish the job.

You grabbed him by the shoulders and slamming him against the wall. “I swear to fucking god! If you ever say any of those things ever again I’ll break your skull!!!”

“Hmp, I’d like to see you try.”

Damien and Sam both grabbed your arm before you got the chance to swing another punch at him.

“Let me go!!”

“Dan, get the fuck away! Go! You’re out of this fucking band!!” Damien screamed.

“Whatever, I didn’t want to be here anyways, I just wanted to see some ladies.” Dan chuckled.

You snarled. “Get him away from me.”

Damien and Pip nodded before getting Dan out of the room.

“Y/n-” “Let’s just go home.”

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“How’s it feeling?”

You and Tara were in her bedroom. After tonight’s event, your hand was swollen and bleeding. Sam checked it and no brokenness to it, just some bruises and scratches, plus it’ll sting.

“Like shit.” You huffed, laying back on her bed. Tara already patched you up, it hurt like a bitch too.

“I’m sorry,” “no. I’m sorry, I should’ve just kicked him off the band way before!” You threw your hands up.

“Baby, it’s not your fault. It isn’t your fault he’s some fucked up pervert, but thank you for defending me.” Tara brushed her fingers through your sweaty hair.

“Anytime..” you smile. Tara leaned down to kiss you on the lips, placing her scarred hand on your unharmed cheek.

“I love you.” “Love you too.”

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This is fuckin cheesy.

Sorry for not uploading this faster than I planned. Weird shit has happened this past week

I need ideas cause my brain hurts and I can’t think of anything rn

#jenna ortega #tara carpenter x female reader #tara carpenter #sam carpenter #mindy meeks martin #chad meeks martin #Scream 6 #Spotify

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luckynumber-8 · 11 months

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♡ ~ HOBBIT TRAUMAS (AND HOW YOU TAKE CARE OF THEM) ~ ♡ (4 Hobbits X Reader Preference)

a/n: No one would escape an adventure like the Fellowship had unscathed, especially not if you were an innocent, good-hearted, fun-loving hobbit.

My take on the traumas the 4 hobbits would have after the adventure, and how you, reader, help them deal with that.

P.S. -This is my first-ever writing post in Tumblr... and also my first-ever posted fanfic-type-thing! It's just a bunch of headcanons right now - maybe I'll take one of the ideas and turn it into a drabble or something later. Feedback is the best thing ever, and I would love to get any that anybody has!

P.P.S. - Shoutout to @wordbunch, who's LOTR writings I absolutely adore, and whose post formatting I basically used as a cheat sheet, because I'm a totally clueless newbie. So thank you! I hope that wasn't out of line for me to borrow 😕

Frodo

Sometimes he can still feel the crushing weight of the ring pulling on his neck or weighing on his chest, and you catch him absentmindedly rubbing one of these spots

So you, you special person, find some excuse to give him a neck rub or a back rub

Because you absolutely cannot stand seeing him trying to hide his discomfort like this

You know openly calling him out on it will just remind him of all that happened to him, so you have become a Master of Subtlety and Distraction

Whenever you catch him staring into the distance, you know it is Time to Remove Frodo From His Own Head

Distractions ensue

Namely:

Surprise hugs

Randomly launching into stories or rants that you know he won't be able to help listening to

(Because the sound of your voice is not-so-secretly one of his favorite things and he will listen forever)

Offering to read to him (we all know this is Book Boy, so what better than having his favorite tales read aloud by you?? His favorite narrator??)

You make him cups of tea as he writes his book

When he sees you smiling in the doorway with a mug in one hand and the scent of his favorite leafy brew drifting out of it, it just makes his day because…well, you.

You just think of him too much and he can't handle it lol

Sam

Never

Ever

Try to put this poor boy around spiders

Ever

(yes I love this HC, idk who came up with it and I can’t remember where I saw it but it’s basically canon in my bran now)

He cannot stand them, not even in the garden anymore. You can see how he stiffens and twitches every time one of those ugly eight-leggers scuttles across his path and instantly know how much restraint he's using not to kill it on the spot.

Spider in the house? It's all you, Y/N

You know he would try to face it down for you and you alone

But you can't stand seeing him go all cold and shaky at a little garden spider

So you often remove them before he can even notice because peace in the house is a nice thing to have

He also has alarming levels of self-doubt sometimes because of how he thinks he's misjudged things in the past

But luckily for him, he has you

You are there to support him and are always advocating that he is strong and makes solidly good choices

And you know what? You are his world, so he believes your every word.

He drinks those affirmations up like there is no tomorrow

And you are happy to continue on as his supplier till the end of days

Merry

Personal HC that when his arm is burned after stabbing the Witch-King, he gets phantom pains not dissimilar to Frodo's

It's almost like nerve damage - he'll be fine one minute and drop whatever he was holding the next, or his hand will start twitching in weird and sometimes disturbing (to him) ways

This is Mr. "Nothing-Bothers-Me-And-I'm-Fine", so naturally, it bothers him quite a bit that one of his appendages refuses to follow orders on a regular basis

It's something that he tries to hide from you - pretends it's not there, BARELY jokes about it.

If Merry Brandybuck ain't joking about it, you aren't either.

Sometimes you hear villagers mentioning it in hushed whispers, and you (badass) shut them up before a single one makes it back to Merry

Because you know that's what he'd do for you, so you absolutely do it for him.

And you know he secretly appreciates that you don't fuss over it, because he doesn't want to feel different or incapable. It helps, for him, that you treat him like just the same person he was before (because he is duh) and nothing has changed and he doesn't want or need to be coddled.

Not saying you do, but you might sometimes give this particular arm a little extra love and affection. Massaging his hand, tracing circles on his wrist, and just letting him know how dead cool you think his scar is.

Because, really…how many people have changed the fate of Middle Earth and have something to prove it?

Your Merry does, that's who. And you'll never let him forget how amazing and brave he is.

Pippin

Pippin is constantly awake in the dead of night

Because he's haunted by wild nightmares

And you're the first and probably one of the only people he would turn to for comfort

So guess what? You're up too, holding him close to you in the dead of night while he tries to calm down

Sometimes he tells you what the night mare was, sometimes he keeps silent and just wants to lay next to you. You know he'll tell you in his own time if it's right to.

This little hobbit is such an empath, he really took to heart EVERYTHING that happened on his journey

And he thinks that way too many things were exclusively his fault

Gandalf's death? His fault.

Merry getting hurt (because he got them separated and wasn't there)? His fault.

Boromir's death (because he didn't know how to fight)? His fault.

Again, you know better than to push, but you know the content of a lot of his nightmares revolves around his contributions being insignificant, his actions causing people's injury (or death), and how badly things could have played out because of him. It worries you, how much brainspace he gives to these things.

So you keep him close to you. I mean that both literally and figuratively. He's not shy about taking the physical comfort he needs (honestly I don't think he's aware of the concept of personal space), but he gets tripped up trying to talk about his own feelings

So you just give him his space, all the time he needs, and bottomless snuggles

Because contrary to what he thinks, a lot of things went right because of him, and you can't tell him enough how much he means to everyone (and you. most importantly, definitely you.)

Thank you for reading, if you made it down this far! I hope to post some actual writing soon, if I can find the time to sit down and put my Writer's Cap on. I am considering opening requests! At this point I don't know who will see this r how it's going to do, so we'll see how things work out :)

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satoruxx · 10 months

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Rheya omgmgmgmgm congratulations on +200 followers!! As I said in my reblog, ya deserve every single one of them and even more! 💞💞

Aaaa your event looks so cool, I wanna give it a try if it's alright with you 🥹

As soon as I saw your event I immediately thought about Baizhu (pls it's obvious), and idk if it's a prompt but what do you think about him giving hand kisses? Like when would he do it and how? Would he maintain eye contact while he kisses your hand? Would he be soft? Devouring?

THE BRAINROT IS REAL DKDHSJOSBSNS

Ya don't have to do it if ya don't want, feel free to delete this ask <3

But remember I love you!! ❤️❤️ And Kaveh does so too, hehe <3

pairing: baizhu x reader | 0.5k words summary: fluff, teasing, established relationship, pretty short and sweet tbh, baizhu just being an overall tease a/n: viiiii my beloved sorry this is so late !! i've never written for him so i hope i did him a semblance of justice (he loves you lots btw he told me himself). anyways ty ty for being such a sweetheart ilysm <33

you were almost completely sure doctors were supposed to heal, not harm. you’re sure there’s some kind of, code, or something of the like that ethically prevents them from inflicting pain on purpose.

and yet somehow, your own personal doctor, admittedly, your favorite doctor, was fond of doing just that.

he knew it too, the way his small little actions would bring unnatural palpitations to the organ resting in your chest. the way his eyes, however subtle in their slyness, could cause chills and pleasant tingles that had you reeling.

baizhu’s almost prideful in his mischief, even now as he walks into your shared home after a days work at the pharmacy. he smiles, taking in the sight of you sitting at the table as you absentmindedly read to pass the time, before making his way over to you.

“my love.” he smiles, leaning down to press a kiss into your hair. truthfully he’s expecting you to drop your book and engulf him into a warm hug, giggling sweet words of welcome to him, just as you do everyday.

but today you don’t, you just smile and hum, not tearing your eyes away from the pages as you answer quietly. “mmh welcome home.”

he frowns, watching you as you continue intently reading before an all too familiar mischievous smile appears on his face.

“how was your day?” he asks slowly, his fingers threading through your hair a few times before they come to brush against your shoulders.

“hm? oh fine,” you mutter, a little distracted. “boring.”

baizhu smiles to himself watching your fingers drum against the table subconsciously before he moves to kneel in front of you. you immediately tear your attention from your book, looking down at him quizzically as he takes your hand in his. “what are you doing?”

he chuckles quietly before pressing his lips against your knuckles. “oh nothing. just showing you some affection is all.”

he stares at you over the golden rims of his glasses, eyes sparkling with mirth. another chaste kiss is laid on your skin and your breath hitches.

“you-“ you inhale sharply as he begins to press kisses on each of your fingers. “you’re doing this on purpose.”

he laughs again, humming to himself as his eyes twinkle. “and it’s working, is it not?”

he watches the way the grip you had on your book slackens with every smooch and his heart flutters with pride. you don’t answer, instead just dropping your book to focus on him.

baizhu let’s out a triumphant chuckle, his fingers gently smoothing over your palm as he resumes his onslaught of passionate kisses.

“finally ready to pay attention to me, love?”

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whatsaninterestingplacethisis · 5 months

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Boyfriend Quirks - Elias Pettersson

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whipped, nervous Elias x Latina!reader

cw: none

- so a relationship with Elias is like also having a best friend I think. And it starts that way, having a laugh together until one laughing fit, you catch eye other’s glance and it’s like ✨spark✨

- another spark moment though was heading out on a snowy evening and you have a Canucks colored beanie on and he just adjusts your beanie just to touch you

- on said night, y’all strolling through a park, your hands get cold and he puts them in his pocket to keep you warm. But also intertwining his hand into yours

- he confesses his feelings when y’all get back home and immediately becomes red because of how nervous he was. Ofc you tease him and y’all sleep in the same bed together that night.

- Elias in the mornings is the classic, “noo stay five minutes more” and of course you don’t protest. He’s the type to engulf you in snuggles until your bodies can no longer be any physically closer.

- during and after finishing breakfast, he’ll just stare in adoration at you. Observing your features as you watch your favorite show.

- if he has practice, leaving won’t be such a struggle. He’ll ask for quick cuddles right before he needs to change. What’s meant to be a quick kiss goodbye, turns into a soft make out before you push him out the door.

- when gets back he looks for you for a long hug before you tell him to shower, he pouts but knows you’re right.

- right out the shower he’s asking for cuddles, again. No exception for cuddles, unless he’s starving. But right after he takes his last bite, cuddles.

- if you get hot easily and tell him to back up, he’ll slightly pout but understand. But if it’s winter, cuddles are endless. If you get cold easily, he eats that up. “No worries, I’ll make you warm” grabs a blanket and wraps both of you like a burrito.

- for your birthday he would gift you a necklace pendant, “it has small photo of us inside”

- Now games. If he scores a goal he comes to you after the game all giddy, “Did you see my goal?” He loves when you get to see him play in person.

-If the team loses he’ll sulk in cuddles and ramble about what could have gone better.

- he tries to avoid arguments/fights but when they inevitably happen, he respects if you want time alone even if his heart aches. He can’t help but think if that night was it, the end of you together.

- eventually when you come to your senses and do the walk of shame to reconcile, he’s quick to accept you with open arms. The dude is genuinely terrified of never seeing you again.

- after some time together he gathers the courage to say those three words. He figures it should be as important as if he were to propose (in his mind he’s already decided to) so he sets up the perfect date. “Why are you sweating? Are you okay?” “Oh I’m fine” He’s just about to tell the girl he wants to spend the rest of his life with that he loves her.

- after you say you love him back, I mean how could you not? Kisses after that night hold very different meaning. Before he leaves for practice: “I love you” *kiss* Right before bed: “I love you” *kiss* When you’re napping: “I love you” *kiss* He follows the promise with a kiss so many times that a kiss speaks for itself.

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-silly prompt: idk why but he would leave selfies on your camera roll with a plain face and that’s it. Or would take selfies of the both of you when you’re taking a nap and you tell him to delete them but he’s like nope.

#elias pettersson imagine #elias pettersson x reader #nhl imagine #latina!reader #jells🪼headcons

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junipers-archive · 1 year

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omg i am so excited to see that ur requests are open and all your updates🥰 i was wondering if i could request something about having twin girls with aaron but i don't know if that would make u uncomfortable cuz i didn't see the subject of kids/babies on your limits🥺 anyways thank u in advance and i can't wait to keep reading from you because i really like your writing😍

no its totally fine thank you!! And I updated my request guidelines :) also idk if anyone's seen this video before but I though it'd be funny to put Aaron in a similar situation

You and Aaron had only wanted to begin with one, it was safer that way, you'd planned on giving him or her a sibling later down the road but what you didn't expect was twins. Not that you regret it, now you had not one, but two bundles of joy running around your home.

Aaron, to his credit tried his best to set Delilah and Olivia apart but the two were quite literally identical. And having not grown into their personal quirks yet their 4 year old girl minds were hard for him to identify.

As of right now he was chasing them around the living room, trying to settle them down for the dinner you were making in the kitchen.

You had a straight view through the mini window seporator of the room to watch the encounter.

He had just grabbed one of them by the waist lifting her up with airplane noises that were absaloutely adorable coming from his mouth.

"And the airplane goes to land!" He sets one of the twins down on the couch, 'Finding Dory' was on and she became entranced easily.

Well, that was until the other twin he was chasing began being called after, "Delilah! Delilah come on honey it's your favorite movie!"

But to your surprise she didn't turn once, even though the kids loved their dad with ease and listened to him more than they would you at some points.

It's when the other, getting up from her spot on the couch, comes tapping on Aarons thigh that its cleared up.

"Daddy! No!" She points to herself, "Delilah!" then to Aaron, "Daddy!" and then once more repeating her actions, "Delilah!" and back to Aaron "Daddy!"

"Oh I'm so sorry pumpkin!" He grins sweetly down at her, "Thats my bad, go ahead and watch the rest of Finding Dory while I get your sister."

And she does just that as Aaron follows after Olivia who's taken to wandering aimlessly around the living room, dragging her binkie beside her.

You can't help but grin when you find Aaron telling the girls to spell their names once again at the dinner table, just so he doesn't mess up this time.

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spencers-abit-weebish · 1 year

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Up For The Challenge

XxX

Warnings: Slight Sexism, Slight Homo/Transphobia (if you squint), Typical Cod Violence, Sevearly Violent Language

The One Where: Kate Laswell introduced Task Force 141 to her favorite team.

Pairing: 141 x 333

A/n: The two 141 oc/readers I made for this are Tangled and Bang, I personally like how they are so far but don’t hesitate to give me your input. Also let me know if there’s any spelling or grammar errors cause I hate having those

W/c: idk, I might’ve gotten carried away

xXx

"I think it's time to call in the big guns" Laswell said over the comms.

"Big guns, what bloody big guns we have to get out of here" Price said as he and Ghost tended to a wounded soldier.

"I'm sending Medical Evac, when you guys get back Price I want to meet with you, I'm teaming the 141 up with another task force, smaller than you guys but stronger" Laswell said causing Ghost and Price to look at eachother.

"Watcher-1 out"

xxx

"How do you feel?" Price asked as he watched Gaz get his waist bandaged up.

"Like shit," Gaz said

"You took a hell of a fall, had no choice but to leg it" Price said.

"Give us a scare like that again and I’ll gie ye a skelpit lug" Soap chuckles causing the other men to look at him confused.

"English MacTavish" Ghost groans rolling his eyes as he struggles to hold down a soldier who was refusing to get treatment.

"Apologies Lt, I'll smack him upside the head. Is that better?" Soap asked sarcastically before looking over at him and laughing.

"Hey Tangled, how you doing over there?" Gaz chuckles after following Soap and Price's gaze to the bed behind him.

"Just peachy Gaz" Tangled said as she tries to bite Ghost.

"You lot stay here, I have to go meet up with Laswell" Price said looking down on his phone.

"Like hell yer going alone. I wanna know who the hell she was talking about earlier" Soap argues.

"Me too" Gaz said slowly getting off the bed.

"Stop moving you bloke, you have bruised ribs" Tangled scolds.

"Yeah and you need stitches!" Gaz retaliates.

"Too late, I glued her head, she'll be fine" The nurse groans as Tangled growls at her. Ghost pinches her as the nurse slaps a bandaid over the cut. Tangled huffs as she gets off the bed helping Gaz get up.

"You're like a dog" Gaz chuckles tossing an arm over her shoulder for support.

"Oh bug off, let's go see Laswell" Tangled said.

“Bang how’s it going over there?” Price asked.

“Go ahead without me, I’ll still be a while” Bang says from across the room as the nurse tending to them is still tending to their many, many bruises.

Price sighs heavily but agrees. After checking in on the rest of 141, he takes the four stubborn soldiers to his office where Laswell was already waiting.

"Price, and why am I not surprised; Soap, Ghost, Gaz, Tangled" She greeted the other four soldiers who nodded at her in agreement.

"C'mon Laswell don't beat around the bush" Price requested.

“Task force 333, they tend to stay under the radar, don’t really have much of a base command like you guys. But they’re a hell of a team, my proudest I’d say” Laswell starts.

“I thought we were your favorites” Tangles teases but the look Laswell gives her makes her pout.

“You are, but let’s just say they have a leg up against you guys. They’re a small team but I’ve seen them do some amazing things. There’s no doubt in my mind that whatever team you have left and theirs combined, you two will be an unstoppable force” Laswell said.

“If your that confident then I am too, bring ‘em in and we’ll talk strategy” Price says

"Okay, call what's left of your team thats not on medical leave, need to inform everyone as soon as possible” She instructed

xxx

The entirety of Task force 141 sat around the briefing room. At least those of those who we're good enough to leave the infirmary.

"Next week you guys will be going back out there" Laswell informs. A lot of the men protest with valid arguments.

"Half our team is in the infirmary for at least the next week"

"We got our asses handed to us last time"

"If we go back out there with less men than before we'll be sure as dea-"

Ghost slams his fist down on the table causing everyone to jump and shut up.

"I hope you have a plan here Laswell" Price sighs heavily as he looks around at his men that weren't in the medical wing on the building.

"There's another team I can pair you guys up with, they're smaller than you for sure, it's only 8 soldier's but the 8 of them, plus the 9 of you and the other 4 that should come back before the mission. That should be enough men to get us our target" Laswell explained.

"How do we even know they're still going to be there?" Scarecrow asked.

"They're not, but we're tracking their every move thanks to Gaz not only putting locators on their vehicles, and Tangled somehow on their helmets of a few of their men" Laswell said gesturing to the soldiers with a bandaged ribcage and a glued forehead.

"Is Cap'n still leading this mission?" Roach asked his hand rubbing circles on his aching shoulder. Laswell looked over at Price who shrugged.

"If we're bringing another task force into this then I rather work with the other Captain than take the reigns" He said.

"I'll get them down here as soon as possible, everyone take the rest of today and tomorrow off, but I expect to see you all down at the training field 0600 sharp on Friday" Laswell said. Everyone left with the exception of Ghost and Price.

"Who exactly is this 'other taskforce' that you're calling Kate?" Price asked.

"Don't worry about it Price, they'll see you Friday, 0600 sharp. I'll make sure of it" Kate smiles grabbing her phone. Ghost notices the pep in her step as she dials a certain number.

xxx

"Hey! Packup, we're going to the 141 Command base" Missus Laswell barks.

"Already packed Captain" Bug smiles innocently as she plays a game of solitaire at the coffee table.

"Bug if I go into your room and find all your clothes piled in a corner I'll take away your driving privileges" Missus says causing the Sergeant to scramble up from his seat and head to their room.

"Pain! Panic! Come in we gotta pack up!" Hades yelled out the back door at the set of twins that were playing basketball in the backyard. Pain threw the basketball at Panic causing them to groan in pain when it hit their chest. Pain chuckled nervously before bolting indoors and upstairs getting chased by her twin.

"You all packed Hades?" Missus asked.

"I never unpacked, we never stay at Otto's for more than two weeks" Hades shrugged.

"They're not wrong" Otto said walking into the kitchen opening the fridge.

"We're still very appreciative Otto that you and your wife opened your home to us" Missus reminds her.

"Home? More like Castle, we've been here over a dozen times and I still get lost on my way from the bathroom" Tick said a towel wrapped around her neck as she caught the bottle Otto tossed her.

"The house is fully equipped with a smart home system Tick, just ask Alexa for directions" Otto teased.

"Pack up guys, we're leaving for 141's base in a few hours" Missus said. The rest of the team saluted as they all left leaving their Captain with their lieutenant.

"Have you seen Athena?" Missus asked.

"I got this, Bug!" Hades called out. They heard a bedroom door open and close Bug calling out to their Lieutenant.

"Yeah Hades- ow!" Bug could be heard tripping over her own two feet.

"I got the first aid kit" Athena sighs loudly coming out of the office.

"Athena, go fix Bug then pack up, we're leaving" Missus orders causing the Lieutenant to nod her head before heading upstairs.

xxx

"How's your head Tangled?" Soap asked.

"Ask again and I crack yours open like an egg" Tangled growled.

"Bang wake up before you crack your head open" Price said gently.

"I got 'em Cap" Gaz said pulling an energy drink out of his bag. he cracked it open causing Bang's head to shoot up like a predator before looking over at the dark skinned man who chuckled offering them the drink.

"Hey Cap, where the hell is this team, didn't Laswell say 0600 sharp?" Toad asked from where he sparred with his sniper counter-part.

"I did Toad, and last time I checked it's, 0558" Laswell said walking up to the team of 10 soldiers. Bang had been cleared out of infirmary not too long after the meeting with Laswell but there were still some more guys who have confirmed they'll be good for the mission on Wednesday.

Before anyone else could say anything they watched as a helicopter that was in the distance came over flying above them. 4 ropes dropped from the helicopter, two on each side, and two people dropped from each rope.

"Thanks Dixon!" Bug cheerfully waves off the pilot who salutes them before flying off.

"0559, cutting it a bit close there aren't you honey?" Laswell smirks at the soldier standing front and center of the team. The 141 look at eachother confused as they watched the soldier take off their helmet and mask.

"Sorry love, Bug made us stop for döner on the way here" Missus said pressing a light kiss to Laswell's temple before the group looked back at Bug who was unwrapping his döner.

"Hey I got one for everyone, there's at least 19 left in this bag" Bug said taking off her mask and putting their goggles on top her helmet before taking a bite from his döner.

"I'll take one" Tangled shrugged. Bug smiles setting the lunch bag down and tossing one to the girl with the bandaid on her forehead.

"Wha' in the bloody queen's name is going on 'ere" Bang asked.

"Men, I want you all to meet Task Force 333, also known as Task Force W.I.T.C.H." Laswell said her hand on Missus's back while the taller woman had her arm around Kate's waist.

"Yer all a bunch of girls?" Archer asked.

"Not exactly, Panic and Hades are nonbinary, and Bug is genderfluid" Missus said.

"What does W.I.T.C.H stand for then" Toad asked.

"Woman in total control of herself" Athena answered.

"So yer all a bunch of girls" Archer repeats himself.

"Shut the fuck up Archer, incase you forgot Bang's nonbinary, and I'm a woman, we won't hesitate to remove your eyeballs and replace them with your testicals" Tangled shouted. Gaz shushed her gently wrapping his arms around his waist pulling her away from the sniper.

"Like I said, this is Task Force 333, you will treat them with the utmost respect because this team, has done double what you all have done, and don't underestimate them, cause as individual's, they can make your life flash before your eyes, now pair up, there's 10 of you and 8 of them, Witches choose your opponents, we have five days to get ready for this" Kate orders.

Missus smirks as she walks up to Price patting him on the back.

“Price”

“Laswell”

The two captains interacting caused the rest of 333 to suck it up and grab a partner. Hades immediately went to Tangled feeling more comfortable in the presence of a woman while Bug went to Bang. Athena partnered up with Gaz and Panic went over to Ghost. Pain smirks as she walks over to Archer Otto right behind her as she chooses Toad. Tick shrugs as she walks over to Soap leaving Scarecrow and Ozone to pair up with each other.

“Do y’all have any techniques you can teach us?” Scarecrow asked.

“Let’s do 30 minutes of sparing and we’ll switch partners and we can go from there” Price says. Missus whispers in his ear causing him to nod. “Hades, Bang, come over real quick”

The two captains discuss with 333’s Lieutenant and 141’s Staff Sergeant quickly before dismissing them.

“Begin” Kate says.

xxx

Task Force 333 smirk victoriously over half the men they had taken down and were groaning on the floor.

“That’ll teach you to mess with women” Pain says standing over Archer’s body.

"Pain honey, they're not the enemy please don't kill them" Athena says.

"He's not dead, just in pain" Pain sighs dramatically.

"We need him at his best on Wednesday kiddo, trust me I'm not happy about it either" Hades said an arm tossed over Tangled's shoulder. It's easy to assume the two of them became quick friends.

"He'll be fine, Archer and Toad are melodramatic due to being our snipers" Bang said.

"That's their only job?" Panic asked from their position next to Ghost. The two almost stood at the same height and both soldiers fairly out of breath from having the same hand to hand combat techniques.

"Well they're good at other stuff but yeah, for the most part they're our official snipers" Price says. Missus hums to herself sharing a look with the rest of her team.

"Switch" She announces. Bang and Hades immediately pair up together, Ghost this time walks over to Archer picking him off the ground, Missus picks up Toad.

"You okay there buddy?" Tangled asked as she helps Gaz off the ground.

"Might've hurt him too badly, should've told me about your ribs honey" Athena says in a motherly fashion.

"It's fine, I'll live" Gaz grunts as he gets off the ground.

"I'll take Athena, Bug looks like they're open" Tangled said gesturing to the energetic sergeant who was beaming with Tick who just patted her head.

"Bug, you're with me!" Gaz calls out. Bug smiles putting her goggles back on bouncing over to the bruised man. "Go easy on me kid" Gaz chuckles. Tangled smiles as she steps to the side with Athena.

"Pain, I got you" Soap says walking up to the woman almost his height.

"Only if you're sure" Pain shrugs. Panic chuckles patting her back as they pair up with Ozone leaving Otto with Price and Tick with Scarecrow.

xxx

"I expect you all ready by Wednesday, Witches, please behave, and someone get Bug another snack before she combusts" Laswell says before leaving.

"Hey Bug, still got those döner?" Gaz asked from the ground.

"Yeah, I haven't taken any more since I wanted you guys to get some first" Bug beams as they grab the lunch bag. They hand out the döners to the 141, who most were lying on the floor with the exception of Ghost, Tangled, and Price. Bang sat on the floor leaning against Price's leg. The rest of 333 took the last of the döner leaving one left in the bag.

"You can have the last one Bug, we know you love the food of your people" Missus says.

"Are you sure" Bug asked taking the goggles off his face. The rest of her team nodded making her beam as she took the last döner.

"I'll admit, we definitely underestimated you guys, then again I shouldn't be surprised Laswell, any team led by you is bound to be great" Price compliments.

"Don’t look at me, my team does everything themselves. I'm pretty sure half of us would be dead if it wasn't for Athena and Hades" Missus compliments causing the two Lieutenants to blush heavily.

"Well I mean Otto's the one with the PHD, we'd definitely be dead if it wasn't for her" Athena says.

"Okay but the amount of times Bug has saved us from snipers," Otto states.

"Don't look at me, Tick is the reason I'm alive today" Bug shakes her head from their seat on the floor next to Bang in front of Tangled.

"Okay but Pain and Panic are the youngest on the team and have saved our asses more than once" Tick says.

"We're only as good as our mentor" The twins say in unison causing all eyes to land on Hades.

"Shut the fuck up, all of you and eat your food" Hades hides their red face by pulling their mask back over it.

The 141 chuckles at 333's atics realizing none of the members could take a compliment.

Most of the day was spent with the two tasks forces training for an hour then taking a half hour break, a rule made by Missus which the 141 boys were grateful for due to Ghost and Price usually being ruthless with their training. Hades constantly jumped back and forth from having either Tangled or Bang as their opponent due to none of the Witches going up against each other for the chance of everyone getting a chance to train against someone they hadn't met before that day.

When lunch rolled around the two teams headed to the mess hall together in a fit of laughter and loud talking.

"You know, I really wouldn't mind working with them more often, they're really amazing" Gaz says as he watches Tangled laugh as Hades puts her in a choke hold ruffling her hair.

"How many of them you think are dykes?" Archer asks earning him a slap from Ghost.

"Just me and Missus man, both of us are taken anyways" Otto calls out over her shoulder as she and Laswell both hold up their wedding bands.

"They're a tough team that's for sure, Laswell, you think you guys could stay a little while longer, after the mission?" Price asks as the two teams stand outside the mess hall doors.

"For what reason Price, I gotta say my team's very busy" Missus says.

"Training, I know a few of my men are challenging for your team, and you witches are tough as hell, exhibit A;" Price pokes Archer’s rib cage causing the man to hiss in pain from the damage the 333 had inflicted on him. "I think we could help each other improve" Price suggests.

“Hades? This is your call kiddo” Laswell asked. Hades tilted their head side to side looking over the team of mainly men. Their eyes slightly connected with Soaps before quickly looking at Tangled.

"You think your men are up for the challenge?" Hades asked.

"We are" Tangled smirks leaning against Gaz.

"Sure wouldn't mind kicking their arses again" The twins smirk.

"What about it Price, wanna get your arse handed to you again by Athena" Bang teased from their Captain's side.

"Boys?" Price asked looking at his team who all shrugged and nodded.

"Yeah, we're up for that challenge then... Captain Laswell" Price steps up to the Captain that was just his height.

"So then be it Captain Price" Laswell smirks.

There stood the infamous 141 across from the fierce 333 in front. Unlikely pairs ready to form.

xxx

A/n: Let me know your input guys i always appreciate constructive criticism. So my plan was for Otto to be the only one in the group to not be paired with a MW2 character just to get some platonic fix’s with the teams cause those are always fun, and obviously I’m gonna make a task force 141 master list like the 333’s so I can give Tangled and Bang their own masterlists

Taglist: @fluffysmiko @abbiesxox @agspgrwasb

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wambsgansshoelaces · 3 months

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I have a blurb request (or it can be headcanons it’s up to you and it’s totally no rush like take your time ily.) but Youngest Adopted Roy sibling, Tom, and Greg being the trio that everyone thought Kendall, Shiv, and Rome would be. Like you have three underdogs, three people that most would never place bets on just absolutely proving ppl wrong.

honestly idk if I did this the way you were envisioning it but it’s here :0 if you want me to redo it just tell me what you want to change and it’ll happen :P

the first non x reader on my profile, what have you done to me… /lh

thank you for requesting anon, I love uuuuu

word count: 999 (completion and new beginnings!!!)

CEO, COO, MPH

“Fucking move, Gregory.”

“I would if I had space, but I don’t!”

You’re crammed in between the two of them as they bicker. “It’s a small ass elevator, and that’s fine,” you hiss, the elevator finally coming to a halt on the sixtieth floor. The three of you were here on a mission: get them to sell. You were meeting with the heads of a company Logan’s been lusting after, and it was imperative that you got them to fork over their rights.

It’s not that you were so good at your job that Kendall had decided to send you with Tom and Greg, it’s that Logan wants the sellers to think that they’re not taking this seriously. So they send two randoms along with the head of some department at Waystar. You feel oh so important.

Tom smooths his tie down as you walk slowly through the hall. “I know this is all just pretend for Logan, but I’m going to actually try.” He glances back at you. “You help me do the talking. Greg gets to just sit there and look pretty.”

“But I- I have things to say, too,” Greg protests quietly, Tom shouldering open the conference room door.

“Just don’t say anything stupid,” Tom replies quickly before pasting a dazzling smile on his face, turning to the few people gathered in the room. “Gentlemen. How are you, how are you? I haven’t seen you fine folks in a while.”

You and Greg exchange a glance. You nudge him forward into a few handshakes, following suit as the sellers and their lawyers go from Tom, to Greg, to you. You take your seat in between the two, across from all of the other men.

“I don’t think I’ve seen either of you before,” the CEO says, awkwardly smiling. He gestures vaguely in the direction of you and Greg.

“They’re two of my most trusted, and between you and me, my most favorite,” Tom says smoothly.

“I handle all relations, communications, and media,” you supply, keeping your face passively sweet. “I was the one you were emailing with before all of this.”

The CEO’s eyebrows raise in recognition. “Oh, you! I don't know why I didn't recognize your face. I've read all of your work, actually been to all of your press conferences. You're so delightedly and properly educated, unlike your siblings. You were much more pleasant than the first person we spoke to.” He leans in conspiratorially, glancing at Greg when he speaks his next bit. “I know you’re technically both Roys, but Siobhan was less than pleasant to interact with. I don’t know how either of you do it. You don’t understand the relief the lot of us felt when they said we’d be meeting with you all instead. The first sit down we had?” He shakes his head.

“Yeah, uh, they can be intense,” Greg replies, eyes brightening. “Sometimes it feels like I’m in over my head, you know?”

The CEO nods, sighing. “I think we’re all friends here, and friends can be honest.” His eyes flick over the three of you. “And if I’m honest, we’re a little… apprehensive about this entire thing.”

Tom leans forward in his seat, his brow furrowing in concern. “Is it the money? Because I can assure you, the number isn’t the issue.”

The CEO shakes his head, a hand running over his chin. “No, no. The money is… it’s amazing, what can we say?” Polite laughter echoes through the room. “It’s just… the management.”

Tom nods, shifting back into an upright position. “Well, that can be sorted, can’t it? What are we thinking?”

“What was offered to us, Mr. Wambsgans, is that Roman Roy takes over the company from us for whatever number we thought appropriate. We like the money, we just need someone different at the helm.”

Tom hums. “I think for us to rearrange things, we’d have to give you a number. And it’ll probably be much lower than you want it to be, just because of… personnel issues.”

“See, I think the three of you would do a fantastic job, based on how we’ve interacted over the last month.” The CEO leans back in his chair. He points at Tom, then Greg, then you. “I see a CEO, a COO, and a Media and Press Head. At least, ones I’d be happy with handing my company to. And as long as we’re still over the seven figures, as initially agreed, then I suppose the money isn’t an issue.”

“We’ll relay the message,” Greg tells him, smile on his face.

“Ah, I know where I know you from, now!” The CEO’s face lightens. “You’re the fellow that helped out with the shareholder issues we were having back in October! You were a ray of fucking sunlight, I tell you. I thought the shareholders were going to dump us, I have no idea how you did it.”

Greg looks surprised. “Oh, I, uh, didn’t know you knew about that. I was kind of just given the order, and, um, I got involved, yeah.”

“I’m quite glad you did. Well, now I’m sure. I trust the three of you with my life, and I trust the old geezer as far as I can throw him. If he can come to terms with the three of you leading the troops into war, the company’s good as yours. Retirement’s on the horizon, for me…”

The CEO drones on for what feels like several more years, talking about his new young girlfriend and all the things he planned on doing once he’s retired. The vacations he’d take, the people he’d meet… You checked out after twenty minutes.

When you’re finally done and out in the hall, and nobody’s around, Tom pumps his fist in the air. “Fuck yes!”

“Did that just happen? Did we just do that?” Greg asks.

Tom doesn’t respond, just loops an arm around both you and Greg, and hoists you both into the air in victory.

#succession blurb #tom wambsgans #gregory hirsch #greg hirsch #greg the egg #succession #succession hbo #succession fic #wambsgansshoelaces #anon ask #requests open

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prince-liest · 19 days

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First off; I LOVE 666!!! 'Multi-series hard kink/edge play pwps (though I'm with you on the 'without plot' being a total misnomer) that are actually in depth psychoanalysis of characters and complicated relationships' is one of my favorite parts of any fandom ( I'm being specific with that because no really for years in a lot of fandoms there's been that one ((or 2)) series that like. Will stick with me forever and make me think about sex/intimacy/myself differently. And your fic is 100% that for HH). I have a lot of squeeing about a lot of it that I hope to be able to coherently comment about at some point but for now!!!!

I was wondering if there was specific purpose behind where certain scenes take place? Like if they're at 'Vox's place' or 'Alastor's place'? because I thought there was a pattern of when Vox is (or ends up) subbing it's at his place (where he would feel safer and therefore more comfortable being vulnerable maybe) and vice versa with when they're at the hotel. But looking back at it to write this maybe I'm making that up? Because they just mostly do take place at somewhere of Vox's? Because I guess Alastor did end up 'going home' at the end a lot. In which case is there specific reasoning behind them not being at Alastor's place as often? (Does he just have less privacy at the hotel lol?) Idk I thought I was getting something, especially with that 'we're at the heart of your territory' line in part 8??? The more I type into this rambly chatty ask the more I think I was just overthinking. But it stood out to me anyway. ANYWAYS. *Finally pauses to breathe*

I really appreciate your series and I love your interpretation of these two weirdos relationship!!! Every snippet and every update I see drives me crazy!!! Thank you so so much for all your work!

Ahaha, I'm so glad to have written that fic for you in this fandom! Someone left a tag on one of the art posts for 666 recently that said "can't wait to see what emotional revelation unsafe kink will lead to this time" and it's. Pretty on point for the series, ehehe. With the likes of Alastor and Vox, it's really hard to dive into any form of intimacy without, like, emotional repurcussions, and that's my favorite thing to write! Thank you so much!

As for your question: To be perfectly honest, there's no specific pattern behind which location I choose for a fic as far as their roles are concerned! They mostly take place preferentially at Vee Tower because Alastor doesn't want to invite all the fuss and bother of Vox's...everything...to the hotel until much later in their reacquaintence. It's much easier to decide that he's done with whatever's going on and to dip out of Vee Tower than it is to have to remove Vox from the hotel (or, well, at least in theory: he portals Vox back into his own bed pretty easily after their night of drinking, haha).

Alastor inviting Vox over for drinks is a sign that he's actually, like, opening up a bit in certain ways by actually inviting him into his living space. Previously they'd mostly only been at the hotel transitionally, and during the second time they slept together, which is also the first time Alastor actually slept with Vox for reasons other than "for the meme", and was looking for a more comfortable, controlled environment to try this new thing in. (And also gave fewer shits about kicking Vox the fuck out without a second thought.)

In a way, the locations follow the general pattern of Alastor's emotional evolution throughtout the series: he's fine with it being at his place at first because he feels more secure and doesn't give a shit about Vox; then he transitions to being more careful and shutting Vox out of his personal space; and now he's slowly gotten to the point where he's comfortable inviting Vox in on occasion.

Alastor's opinion tends to matter more between the two of them as far as location is concerned, so it's mostly down to that, plus occasionally me thinking, "Hm, this episode would be cool to do in blue shark tank mood lighting," hahaha.

#ask #personal #callmeicarus #666 live on air #my writing #hazbin hotel #t #long post

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graysnetwork · 10 months

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Hey!! I recently found ur acc and I love ur writings!! I wanted to request a spider noir x reader where a bunch of creepy drunk guys tries to cat call y/n and spider noir swoops in and beats the shit out of them lol. If you can’t write anything like this that’s totally fine! Make sure to take breaks :)

Hii, tysm for the request!! Ik I lowk took a while to respond sooo…

But thanks for this idea I liked it a lot!!

Idk if you wanted me to make them in a relationship so ima do it like Tobey’s Spider-where they only know each other because he saves her a lot.

Friday, 8pm?

Info: I literally had to search up if the subways were a thing in 1933, ALSO THIS ISNT PROOF READ OR HAS GONE THROUGH GRAMMARLY SO IGNORE TYPOS OR DOUBLE WORDS

Warnings: weird creepy guys, cat calling

Summary: (the request)— as you walked out of work a bunch of creepy guys tried following you home, luckily your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man saved the day

You we’re walking out of work, it was a normal day, if you could call any day normal it’d be today, it was fresh as the sun began to set, and the sky got darker. Your shift had ended earlier than usual, so you walked out and began walking to the subway, so you could go home, and eat something as quick as possible.

You walked down the streets of the city, your bag in one hand, your waist apron in the other as you began stuffing it inside your bag along with your other possessions.

Of course this nice evening had to have turned wrong in some way, it would’ve been much more terrible if New York was invaded by a monster, but for you; New York decided to gift you with men who invaded your space.

A whistle was heard two feet away from you, before a man walked up next to you and began talking to you, saying several things; “what’s a pretty girl like you doing out right now?” The man asked, you tried walking faster but only followed “could you leave me alone?” You asked him, being nice about this never worked for you. But it was worth a try, right?

He continued following you asking more things; he was being a little too personal, and now you had to walk through several streets that led to places you didn’t even know, the one thing you didn’t want him knowing was your address so you just walked through the city, and your stomach was grumbling from how hungry you were.

You lost him eventually after a while of walking, he had lost you in the subway, which you couldn’t be more grateful for. You got on and after getting off walking through the city some more, going to your favorite pizza place, you walked out the building and once again; you were found by another, very much older man.

He couldn’t have been thirty years old, he looked much, much older than that. “What’re y’doin out tonight honey?” The man obviously sounded drunk, he put his arm around you and you took that as your cue to push him away.

“Where y’goin hon?” He asked as he jogged over to you and placed and hand on your waist. You were about to push him away again and jog or run away, but before you could even turn your head, he gasped and pulled his hand away; almost pulling you with him as he fell to the ground.

You let out a quick gasp as the man fell and went completely unconscious before you felt yourself being pulled away, you couldn’t comprehend anything before you were standing faced to face; or mask.

In front of a familiar black goggled mask. “what the hell-” you said with a sign as you realized it was Spider-man. “You okay?” He asked, his hands were placed gently on your midriff, “mhm, yeah I’m good..” you nodded at him as he looked you up and down.

“You sure..?” He asked as he continued looking you up and down “yeah, I’m fine” you reassured him “you have a thing for needing my help, huh?” He said, you could almost see the smirk form in his mask.

You chuckled and nodded “yeah, maybe, but I’m fine thank you for saving the day” you smiled at him, his knees almost buckled as your lips curled up. “So, you don’t want me to swing you home?” He asked, a smirk behind the mask, you wished you could see his face so badly right now, you always wanted to see him.

“Well, no, I’m not denying a swing home” you grinned, “so is that a yes?” He asked and you quickly responded with a nod. He held you by the waist and soon enough he had you in the alleyway, next to your complex. You two walked to the front of the bricked three story building.

“Thank you, again” you smiled at him once more, “it’s no problem, I’m Spider-Man remember?” He said as he walked back through the alleyway, you wished you could invite him inside to have a coffee, or just a conversation. But then again, you didn’t know him, he probably wouldn’t accept the invite, and you had no courage to ask.

So you walked inside and headed up the stairs to your small but cozy apartment, you immediately headed to your room to set down your bag. Noticing a shadowy figure through your window to the fire escape.

You noticed his goggles again, “you we’re waiting for me?” You asked opening the window, “you thought I wouldn’t?” he chuckled, “are you sure your not just stalking me?” you giggled, “m’no” he shook his head gently as he let out another airy chuckle.

“I’d be worried if you were” you smiled, you put your hands on the ledge and leaned a little closer to him, “I wouldn’t do that, without your permission” he said, smiling dumbly under the mask, you could here the playfulness in his voice, but also how sincere and sweet he was.

“Take me to dinner first” you smiled, feeling heat rise up your cheeks, “I could, if you wanted too” he said sweetly, “I would say yes, so you should” you leaned a little closer, you almost thought he leaned closer as well.

“I’ll get a reservation than” you could see the wide grin imprinted in his mask, it made you smile more, you nodded hoping that was a good enough response, you hoped that he couldn’t see how flustered you were beginning to look.

“I really like you..” he whispered, the smile under his mask never faded, “I, like you too” you nodded “yeah, I really, really do” you told him, leaning in closer, he noticed it this time and pulled his mask down to his nose before he leaned in and kissed you.

To say this was perfect could’ve been an understatement, but that was the only word you’d use.

You leaned closer, as much as possible, gripping the ledge of window, one of his hand let go of the web he’d been hanging (upside down) on. He placed it in the back of your head, gently pulling you closer to him, as if you weren’t close enough.

You hadn’t even noticed how your hands had been holding the back of his head too, “I, uhm..” you gulped as the heat rushed to your cheeks. “So, dinner next Friday eight pm?” His grin was visible now.

You nodded smiling sheepishly, “good, I’ll make sure to forget the mask” his grin widened, “thats, good” you smiled at him. He nodded off and said his goodbye, you turned back and walked over to your dresser thinking about how

You just kissed Spider-Man.

You just kissed Spider-Man?

He watched you from the window, as you took off your work shirt, he wanted to knock on your window so badly. If only he had the courage.

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Hope y’all like thisss🙈

#imagines #x reader stories #fluff #oneshot #spider man #spider man noir #spidernoir imagine #spider man noir imagine #imagine #spidernoir x reader #spider noir #spiderman noir #peter parker #x reader

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acemakes-art143 · 8 months

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Uhhh I may have accidentally clicked unfollow because I thought it said follow like a sleep deprived dumbass.

Anyways..

Please, I request of thee, infodump about this ship named Suntan. I know very little. And I wish to know more.

EEEEEEEEEEEEE YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY SUNTAN!!!!!!!!!! also it's fine no worries it happens lol

OK SO idk how much I can say about them without spoilers for omori BUT I will ramble about how much I love these little gays hehehehehe

First, I guess, is talk about the characters individually

Kel. This guy:

he is an absolute ball of sunshine, silly little guy, love him. Tall boi. This guy's TALL. He plays basketball. Does he have ADHD? Most likely! Is he a little stupid? Absolutely! And I love him for it. He just silly. He is the kind of person who would accidentally burn the water while cooking, haha! This is also my favorite character in omori btw I love him he's so silly and goofy and I love him!!

LGBTQ+ Headcanons: panromantic asexual trans boy (he/him but he probably would be completely chill with they/them if someone used it)

Next up: sunny. That's him:

This guy. He doesn't really like to talk much (in other posts I've talked about a headcanon I have for him but basically I think he has a notepad or smth that he carries around to write things instead of verbally talking). VERY traumatized. Definitely needs therapy. Does he get it? Nope! He has his tall sunshine boyfriend instead :)

Now, you may also see him shown with an eye patch on one eye, or a scarred eye, or something similar. This, without saying too much because it would be spoilers, is because his eye got hurt towards the very end of the game, so people (the fandom) gave him the scar/eye patch for post-game fanart/fan animations/comics/etc.

LGBTQ+ Headcanons: demi-biromantic asexual maybe demiboy? (he/they)

Now the main event: SUNTAN!!!!!!!!!

The name: sun(ny) + tan (kel)

Other names that I hear commonly are sunkel (just sunny + kel) and CapriSun.

Think: sweet happy extroverted ball of sunshine character x sad also sweet introverted and very traumatized/unstable character

Such a good dynamic I love them so much and they're so cute and AAAAA I can't talk about their relationship in the game at all because I don't know how much I can say before I reach spoiler territory and I want you my lovely mutual to go into the game 100% blind (or at least 90% blind) so yeah uh BUT they do interact a lot and i mean they're bestfriends so let them be boyfriends right?

Hehehe ok that's all I can think of to say about them here have some of the Suntan fanart I've found that I love a lot

This one was done by me while watching a movie! It's a little old, but it still looks so cute! Maybe I'll redraw it and make it even better! My shading style has definitely improved since this one, if nothing else.

And yeah! That's my Suntan ramble/infodump that mostly consisted of talking about the characters individually because I really really REALLY don't want to accidentally spoil anything even minor things because it's so so so good if you just go into the game fully blindly so hope you get the game soon and enjoy my funny rambles :D

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motomamita · 1 year

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Blood, Sweat and Ice.

Part. 2

Pairing: Dark!Eddie Munson x Female!IceSkater!Reader

Summary: Before finishing her off, eddie is determined to fuck her one way or another, even if he has to fake his identity to get it done.

Warnings: smut, +18, false identity, unprotected sex, creampie, mask sex, mentions of drugs, alchohol and blood, violence, idk sis.

A/N: Somewhat inspired by the Tonya Harding and Nancy Kerrigan scandal. Ofc, this is more dark.

Do not translate or copy this!

With a joint dangling from his fingers and several litres of alcohol inside of him, Eddie Munson thought his afternoon was going to end the same as all the previous ones: with him sleeping on the bathroom floor, a puddle of vomit around him and his album favorite playing all the way in the background. However, Nancy Wheeler knocked on his door with a favor she needed from him.

"I just need it to be a scare, like an warning that makes her miss the competition this Saturday." The girl clasped her hands in front of her chest, as if she were praying. "Please, Eddie! I'll pay you a good dough!"

Nancy Wheeler has been ice skating since she was 8 years old. She was good, she tried hard and, just like in school, she was diligent. However, that was not enough to guarantee a place in the competition that would take place that weekend. It wasn't if she had to compete against that girl.

"What do you mean 'a little warning'?" Eddie leaned against the old refrigerator and took a drag on his joint before speaking again. "Do you want me to send her a threatening email? To bug the wheels on her bike? To shit on her doorstep and leave a sign saying 'don't you dare enter the competition, bitch'?"

"Yeah, it could be something like that. As long as it ensures it doesn't steal my first place, it's fine." The calmer Wheeler spoke "Please, Eddie. I know you've done worse in the past, Mike told me about it."

And yes, he had.

Alcohol and drug abuse, along with the fact that he dropped out of high school, had given Eddie a need for constant adrenaline. That adrenaline was obtained by carrying out unlawful and unethical acts. He first started stealing cars that were staying late in the Starmall parking lot. When he didn't get something of value, he had fun breaking the windows and scratching the doors. Then he went on to steal inside houses and spend hours hiding inside them even with their owners going about their daily lives. That unleashed in Eddie the interest to watch people closely without them knowing it. It was amazing how much one could find out about a person just by following him for a couple of hours in his day.

Last but not least illegal were street fights. Eddie had become addicted to them. When he felt boredom eat him up, he'd grab his truck, a couple of beers, and wait outside the town's strip club for some old or young man who wanted to fight him. As the weeks passed, Eddie stopped having opponents and that led him to look for other ways to have fun. He waited for his, now, victims in some dark alley and silently pounced on them. In a matter of minutes he left them almost dying in a pool of blood until some citizen found them the next day. Sometimes he used a weapon like a baseball bat or a heavy wrench that was used to repair his truck, other times he only used his hands.

Soon those acts alerted the entire town to the existence of an individual who beat his victims almost to death. Nobody knew who it was, just a few people, like Mike Wheeler. For that very reason, he wasn't surprised when Nancy visited him days ago in his trailer with a tempting offer, and not just for the money.

As he drove downtown to the ice skating rink that Thursday, Eddie Munson thought about his next victim. He knew quite a bit about her, all kinds of information he could get in a whole day of following her around. He knew her hours, where she lived, who she was dating and her weaknesses that would serve him for his 'mission'.

She was the only child of a middle-class family. Her parents moved to Hawkins when the little girl was 6 years old and continued to live there, with no plans to leave. Her parents both work at the mayor's office in not so high positions but enough to be able to travel every summer to Houston, where she was from. She had practiced ice skating since she was 4 in almost professional rinks, which favored her compared to her other opponents in Hawkins who had to settle for their most basic rinks. She was an excellent skater by nature, Eddie could see as he watched her skate from a dark corner of the place.

From the way her coach gave her instructions, he assumed that this routine full of jumps and somersaults was the one she was going to present on Saturday in front of the judges. Nancy Wheeler definitely had no chance against her.

He stayed until she was the last to leave the track. By that time, the other girls had already left several minutes ago, leaving his target alone for a few minutes on the track.

Walking out, Eddie caught a keen eye of the conversation she and her coach were having as she walked to the locker room. She planned to stay the next day, Friday, a few more minutes on the track to prepare as much as possible for the big day. Her coach, a woman with curly hair and brown skin, agreed with her decision but informed her that she would train alone because she had paperwork to do. They talked a bit about topics not very relevant to him and then they said goodbye. Eddie a few meters behind the coach and prepared to smoke in one of the seats outside the place while he saw how the woman got into her car and headed home.

After 25 minutes counted by the clock, she left the place with her wet hair and her heavy bag. The instant she stepped into the parking lot, a blue Camaro pulled out of the parking lot and came up to where she was standing. Billy Hargrove. Eddie laughed bitterly. She and Billy had been dating for a few months. It was not known if they were already a couple but evidently something was going on between them and it was very intense. They were like 'Beauty and the Beast'. She was a flower, so delicate and fragile, while Billy was anything close to a boundless animal.

Billy grabbed her bag and put it in the trunk and then opened the passenger door for her, like a real gentleman. The couple avoided all physical contact until they reached the lovers' lake, where the show for Eddie began several meters away.

As the temperature rose in the blue Camaro, so did Eddie's truck, who was not only seized by fever but also by jealousy. It had been weeks since he had been with a woman intimately, and years since he had fallen in love with one. Of the girls he had met in high school none had managed to capture his attention, not even Chrissy Cunningham who on more than one occasion had tried to reach more with him. Getting so involved in that skater's life had awakened such a strong desire within him, something he had never experienced before. He wanted to feel her the way Hargrove was doing right now. The memory that he had to hurt her at some point crossed his mind and it made him a little sad. However, his own body called his attention to the growing problem forming in his pants and he had to take charge.

...

That Friday he arrived at the track around sunset and stayed in his truck for a couple of minutes. Soon, the same people who had been yesterday were now leaving the place with their bags in the direction of their cars. He waited a few minutes before getting out of his truck and stealthily entering the area. Luckily for him, despite wearing long hair and unusual clothes, Eddie had always managed to go unnoticed everywhere. That served as an advantage in situations like this.

From a distance he saw her on the track, alone and without the slightest idea that he had been watching her for minutes. She was wearing a light green sweater and black leggings that accentuated her figure. Her white skates kicked up the ice with every hop and turn she took. Eddie smiled seeing her so focused on her routine, as if that were the only important thing in the world.

He walked to one of the vending machines when he noticed how she left the track and collected her things with the intention of going to the locker room. Eddie lowered his gaze and counted 3 times the few coins that lay in the palm of his hand, acting disinterested when she passed behind him and was lost among the aisles. He put two coins in the machine and took out a Dr. Pepper which he drank carefully as he looked around. He was practically alone in the place, him and her. The manager who closed the track was now up on the machine that cleaned the track and which in turn made an annoying and loud noise. It was perfect to carry out his mission. No one was going to hear her scream.

Eddie tossed the can into a nearby trash can and walked purposefully toward the women's locker room. The sound of water falling from the shower led him through the wide space to the area where she was. Eddie stood in the middle of the hallway, motionless until the sound of the water stopped completely. Delicately, he took out a ski mask that he kept in one of the pockets of his jacket and put it on, hiding his characteristic long hair and revealing only his lips and eyes.

She wrapped herself in her towel and got out of the shower. A scream escaped her throat at seeing him there, standing with his face covered and staring at her. The shock lasted a few seconds, seconds in which she hugged her towel even more and looked around in search of something or someone that would help her. Eddie remained silent, forcing her to speak for the first time.

"What... what do you want?" She asked, not quite sure that he would answer her. "Please don't do anything to me." She whispered taking a few small steps back and walking to her clothes on a bench.

Eddie didn't answer and watched her movements carefully in case she tried to run away, although he was going to catch her anyway before she went out the door.

"Aren't you going to answer me?" Unanswered. "Who you are?" Unanswered. "Billy?"

Bingo. She had fallen into his trap.

"Billy, this is not funny. Stop right now." She asked a little less upset but still with her agitated voice.

Eddie had discovered more about the couple than he would have imagined. He knew that her parents didn't want Billy and that's why they saw each other in the lake of lovers after each practice. She knew that Billy was annoyed when she drenched the seats of his Camaro with her wet hair and that's why he placed a towel on the seatback before looking for her. As he also knew how much she liked him to fuck her with a ski mask he had under the seat of his car.

The place wasn't fully lit and Eddie had taken it upon himself to dress in the most similar way to Billy's. So he could easily fool her.

"Didn't you hear me? Wait for me in the parking lot." She removed the towel from her, exposing her body.

Eddie swallowed hard and carefully admired the body of the naked girl in front of him. Now the distance between them was shorter and that made it possible for him to memorize every curve of her body. Soon his member woke up and he knew he had to act fast before someone discovered them.

He approached and hugged her from behind, placing his hands on her stomach, caressing her wet skin. He brought his nose to her hair and discreetly sniffed at her hair and the sweet shampoo she had used minutes before.

"Billy, stop!" She spoke now laughing when Eddie's hands tightened on her hips, digging his fingertips into her skin. "Do you really want to do this now? Here?" she asked as she felt his hard erection against her bare ass.

She turned to look at him, not closing her distance. Eddie nodded and prayed to all the saints that she wouldn't notice the chocolate color of his eyes, very different from Billy's blue. The girl let out a loud sigh and looked at the clock hanging on one of the walls.

"Okay, we have some time."

Eddie didn't wait any longer and pushed her slightly against the wall causing her to let out a moan almost in surprise at the abrupt movement. He knelt in front of her and brought one of her legs up to his shoulder, leaving her pussy available to him. Without thinking twice, he brought his mouth to her clitoris, sucking lightly on it and then massaging it with his tongue. She moaned loudly and then covered her mouth with her hand, she didn't want them to be found out. With his hands he massaged her thighs, supporting her from the way her legs trembled.

"Shit, Billy..."

Gradually, his ski mask began to soak with her fluids, impregnating her sweet taste and aroma into the fabric. Eddie went from the clit to her entry which was already fully weat. He licked her with his tongue, collecting all the fluid and bringing another wave of pleasure to the girl.

He glanced at the clock and knew he had to hurry. As much as he would have loved to continue savoring her, he wanted to feel her even more. He quickly got up from the ground and she had to grab the wall to keep from falling from how weak her legs were. She tried to kiss him but Eddie dodged her, avoiding any contact that would give him away.

"Baby, let me feel you..." she begged with her breath coming fast.

Hearing her, Eddie whispered a 'shit' only audible to him, he was too hot. He approached her again, grabbed her by the thighs and supported her again against the cold wall. For her part, she began to unbutton his pants and lowered the same along with his boxers, releasing his hard cock. Eddie rushed into her before she realized it wasn't Billy. She moaned again when Eddie's member mercilessly entered her and began to move at an accelerated pace. The girl tried to kiss him again but this time Eddie had to place one of his hands on her cheek, moving her head to the side and avoiding as much eye contact as possible.

Eddie's gaze was now fixed on the way her breasts bounced with each thrust, inviting him to taste them, which he did.

"Mmh, so good.." Eddie's wet tongue tasted first her left nipple and then moved to her right, continuing to move inside her.

The sound of their skins colliding and her moans were enough to drive Eddie to the extreme, who had been dreaming of that moment for days. He would have liked to have given her more pleasure, massaging her clits and whispering dirty words to her but it was not the moment. The only thing that was going through his mind was the need to come, even though he knew that he would have to break her legs later.

Eddie did his best not to make a sound but to no avail, the walls of her were sucking him so deliciously that when he came inside her, her name slipped from his mouth.

It took him a few seconds to understand what had happened and how much he had screwed up, all to fulfill his sexual desire. Eddie came inside her and released her without any finesse, letting her fall on the locker room floor. He pulled up his pants and adjusted his ski mask that had moved slightly from all the action. When he lowered his gaze, he met hers, she was scared.

"Who you are?" She whispered on the verge of tears, covering her body with her towel and feeling how the hot semen of that stranger came out of her.

Again Eddie didn't answer and stared at her. So fragile, so defenseless, so corrupted. He smiled slightly as he imagined Hargrove's face when he found out that a son of a bitch had ended up inside his girlfriend, and in the amount of money that Nancy would give him tomorrow after the championship.

She tried to get up from the ground but Eddie stepped on her hard on one of her ankles. The girl screamed that went unnoticed by the manager who was still cleaning the skating rink. Eddie provided more pressure on her, who was trying to get his foot off of her unsuccessfully. He was much stronger than her, it was clear. Eddie looked around for something that would hurt the girl even more, and he found it.

Eddie slipped his foot off her ankle and walked over to where her skating shoes were. The girl tried to stand up and escape but she couldn't, her ankle was already beginning to swell. Eddie grabbed one of the shoes and removed the safety band that covered the sharp metal blade.

She whimpered when she saw how he approached her with her shoe in hand, she knew what was going to happen to her. She had no escape, she was finished.

Eddie gripped the shoe tightly and landed the first blow on one of her legs, cutting her both clean and deep. He repeated his action several times with both legs, making sure not only to make her unable to walk for a long time, but also to leave marks for a lifetime.

When he was satisfied, eddie left the place with a smile and the sweet scent of her on his face.

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italeean · 10 months

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congrats on 350 followers!<333

for the match-up even: (god I love these things hehe)

brief description: I like to draw and play videogames, love dark colors and the grunge aesthetic, I like to surround myself with people that are chill and non-judgmental, people who aren't boring and that are just kind haha, in terms of food I'm a big lover of meat and sweets -w-

I'm a lee leaning switch!

fandom: genshin impact ofccc

romantic relationship please 👉👈

I'd prefer male for gender to be matched up with:3

thanks in advance <333

SINNY-CHANNN OMG HIII 🥹🩷 I WAS SO HAPPY TO SEE YOUR REQUEST IN MY ASK BOX!!! I must tell you, the character I matched you up with came to my mind almost effortlessly... idk why but I just thought "HIM." Period. Anyway, I hope you enjoy your match-up!! ❤️🍡 *some dango for you to eat while reading my little work*

🔮 For this event, I match you up with... ITTO

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

• Itto is the least judgmental person who ever walked on this planet • He's not the smartest, but he takes care of others in his own way (thinking about how he made everyone stop fighting during the Chasm quest) • Itto is a little (well... big actually) ball of sunshine, but his clothes are pretty dark... I have a feeling that you might like his style • I can see you tracing all his red lines just to find out if they're ticklish (spoiler: they are) • BUT... our favorite oni won't let it slide... prepare yourself to get wrecked, my dear • I think Itto is one of those people who get worried sick after they're done tickling the life out of you and become an anxious and agitated mess, which is fun to see, considering how careful he is to never overstep your boundaries • Like... you're fine but he's going around like Taz from Looney Tunes and bring you water, sweets and everything that might make you comfy • He would LOVE to play any kind of games with you... and he'd actually be a good match (unless you're playing trivia or strategy games) • He would shower you with food and then he'd eat together with you!! He'd take you around through the various festivals in Inazuma to make you try the best delicacies from the best stands • He'd introduce you to the gang as "the vice boss"... and everyone would call you that, except Shinobu. She'd quickly make friends with you and give you tips about how to survive in uni • Big tickle fights with the whole gang!! Although Itto would always be on your side hehe... you're his beloved after all • Dates with him would be romantic in their own way... nothing excessively sweet, but he'd do his best to make you feel loved and appreciated 24/7 (unless it's your anniversary... in that occasion he'll go all out with something so flashy that you almost die from embarrassment)

🔮 Tickle scenario "Oh and this is also good... and then we should go there! And we can't miss that ramen stand!" You barely managed to keep up with Itto's pace as he dragged you to every stand that was at the Irodori Festival.

You had already tasted soba, unagi chazuke, a portion of a so-called invigorating kitty meal, onigiri, katsu sandwich, an egg roll and an egg roll sushi and even some udon, and even though they were all small portions to just let you have a taste of everything, you were starting to feel quite full already. The problem was that Itto wasn't showing any sign of satiety yet!

"Itto, baby... don't you think we've already eaten enough..?" You tried to question him, but he just started rambling (loudly) about how you needed to try everything to enjoy the experience to the fullest. It was endearing to you how hyper he could get about the simplest things... and he had even managed to behave for a week just for you, to not ruin your festival experience! You really couldn't say no to him...

This is how you ended up lying down on the grass near the Statue of the Seven in Ritou, with your bellies about to burst but also with the widest smiles ever. "Did you have fun, Luv?" The oni asked you while staring into your happy eyes. "Yes... the food was amazing! And I loved the atmosphere, thank you" You replied enthusiastically, tired but ecstatic.

"Hell yeah! Even Kujou Sara was surprised by how nice I was behaving... maybe she'd become nicer if she found someone... not you, though! You're all mine~" He planted a big kiss on your cheek to emphasize his point. "Hush..." you manage to say as you felt your face getting a little hotter.

Even if he wasn't the smartest cookie around, Itto was extremely observant with you, and even in the weak light of the early evening he managed to notice the light shade of red invading your face.

"Huh? Are you getting hot? Is it too humid? Are you running a fever?" Well... he was observant, but he didn't exactly have Heizou's detective skills. "Drink this! It's refreshing and you'll feel better!" He shoved a bottle of dango milk in your hands and watched you expectantly as he waited for you to drink it.

"Are you feeling better?" He asked with such worried eyes that it flustered you even more. "Y-yeah... it was nothing, really..." You managed to stutter, but what you didn't expect was Itto connecting the dots.

"Wait! You were just flustered!!!"

He yelled it so loud that you tried to cover his mouth with your hands. "Hush..! Even Lady Guuji will hear you if you keep yelling like this..!" You whisper-yelled, but the oni had a smile even wider than before and a playful glint in his eyes... and you should've noticed.

"Aweee I have the cutest partner in the world!! Come here you!!" He quickly sat up and pulled you on his lap, and before you had the time to defend yourself or protest, five fingers found your tummy and started scribbling on it. "Awe... your giggles are so cute, Sinny~" He cooed while listening to your sweet laughter.

"Nahahahahehehe pfft- Ihihitto wahahait pleahahaseee..!" You squirmed in his lap, but he was too strong for you to get away. "Nope, no waiting. Now I wanna hear you laugh!" None of you two knew why, but your blushy face brought out Itto's playful side, and now there you were, squirming in his lap while he poked your tummy all over.

"Nohohohohooo" You squealed while kicking your feet in the air as if it could help you in any way. "Yehehehes!!" Your boyfriend mocked you without relenting even for a second. "Come on... you know how much I love your laughter, and take this as a revenge for this morning!"

Thinking about it, you shouldn't have tickled him awake that morning...

Knowing it was almost time to stop, the oni decided it was time for the grand finale and lifted up one of your arms while his free hand went to town on your now exposed armpit. "KYAHAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAT TEHEHEHEHEHE NOHOHOHOOOO" You yelled while laughing your head off.

Itto listened to your little howls (and even a couple of tiny snorts) and cherished every second of that moment, but he knew it was time to stop, which he immediately did and let you recover.

"So, did you have fun? It was quite the conclusion for our date, huh?" He asked you while smirking smugly. "Well..." You hesitated a little, because you wanted to act tough but you also didn't wanna lie to him, "well... I surely laughed a lot..." you mumbled. "Oh sure you did..." the white-haired guy chuckled knowingly as you let out a yawn.

"Ohoho... someone's getting tired after all that running around, eating and tickling hahaha" He said before getting up, and before you could do the same, you felt two strong arms wrap around you, one on your back and one under your knees.

"Aaand up you go!" The oni cheered while lifting you up as if you were a tiny feather and carrying you bridal style. "Come on, let's go home."

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kiddbegins · 4 days

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Usually a Wilson girl but I had an idea for Chase lol.

What if he and reader went on like a date or something and the reader baked/cooked something....or had like some lotion/chapstick/lipgloss/idk on and it had strawberries in it and the reader obviously didn't know and yeah.

Strawberries - Robert Chase

Robert Chase x fem!reader Word count: idk I wrote this right here A/n: idk if I got the hospital stuff right but shhh ignore.

Baking is your love language. You have always loved to make some sort of sweet for the people around you. Birthday? Here’s a homemade cake for you. Graduation? Here’s some cookies.

Part of that meant remembering everyone’s favorites. Your sister would die for a white cake with lemon frosting. Your boss had a soft spot for red velvet with cream cheese icing.

The one person you haven’t gotten that information on was the man of your eye, Robert Chase. You’ve been on one single date, a nice restaurant that he insisted he pay on. But tonight you asked him to come over.

You planned on making dinner and of course you had to make a dessert. Strawberry cupcakes were your personal favorite and since you were already anxious it seemed like a win-win. Robert would be able to feel the attraction you felt towards him and you’d be able to breathe while you ate.

Win-win.

As you waited for him to show up you nitpicked at everything. Just slightly adjusting the two plates on the table at least three times in an attempt to not over think. He was just running late, he wasn’t ghosting you and he’d be here any second.

Which was true. Just as you started to think maybe you should give up (which is dramatic, it’s only been ten minutes), there was a couple gentle knocks on your front door. “Coming.”

You weren’t dressed up to the nines but still, the dress you wore was fancy enough that it was fitting for a nice dinner. His outfit was similar. Dark but well fitting jeans but a nice buttoned up shirt that was rolled up to his elbows.

“Wow you look… amazing,” his accented voice made you blush as it always did, ducking your head down slightly.

“Thanks, so do you. Come in. I made spaghetti bolognese, hope that’s good,” you stepped aside, rubbing your thumb nail against your index finger nervously as he stepped into your apartment.

Sure you’d been talking for a couple weeks but you didn’t exactly reach the ‘visiting one another’s places’ stage yet. Or, at least not until now. So his intense curiosity at your decor felt a bit overwhelming.

“That’s fine, I like that statue by the tv,” he pointed towards the small Greek statue right next to your television, a small smile spreading on your face.

“Thanks, it’s a uh, Medusa. I won’t bore you with the lore and stuff,” you chuckled, motioning for him to follow you into the dining room.

He was quiet for a moment behind you before sighing, “I doubt it’s boring. But it’ll be a story for next time right?” A warm smile growing on his face as he saw the set up table. “Wow, this looks great.”

Once more you blushed, unable to stop the way his face and accent made your heart nearly leap into your throat.

“Thanks, uh, thank you. I’ve always liked cooking and baking, that’s why I offered to make you dinner. I hope it’s okay,” you said nervously, putting the bowl of food onto the table and sitting across from Chase.

Of course as soon as it was set and the food dispersed you ate, going on about work and just, getting to know one another. What life was like in Australia for him, how life was for you back in your hometown.

Simple things, casual dinner talk. “You said you like baking? How’d you get into that?” He asked, wiping his mouth with a napkin as you stood to clear the dishes.

“My grandma insisted that I learn how she made her snickerdoodle cookies and chocolate cake. That snowballed into messing with recipes when I was bored. Took home ec and culinary in high school.” You explained as you rinsed the plates off.

“What’s your favorite thing to make?”

“Oh god, probably cakes? I’ve gotten pretty damn good at decorating them so it’s fun. You can tweak any little thing to put your own spin on the flavor. It’s amazing.”

You couldn’t help but get a bit excited talking about it. It was the one major connection between you and your grandmother that felt strong enough to last centuries. Generations.

Chase stood, walking up next to you, “That’s really cool, you’ll have to show me sometime.” He grinned, leaning up against the counter and looking down at you.

“I uh, I actually made some cupcakes for tonight. So if you wanted to try some of my baking,” you offered, turning slightly to him.

“Yes please,” he answered immediately, “I’d love to.”

His response made your stomach flutter, reaching over for the container you kept the cupcakes in. “Here, have one,” you held it out to him, waiting for him to take it before you took your own.

“Thanks,” his voice soft as he unwrapped the treat and took a bite.

You paused in anticipation before seeing his face drop. “What? What’s wrong?” You asked quickly, putting your own down.

“Is this strawberry?” He questioned, you nodding, confusion very clear on your face.

Before he could reply again he fell to the floor, the cupcake rolling away from him slightly. “Shit,” you went to kneel next to him before stopping yourself.

911, call 911. You ran to grab your phone and called before going to kneel next to him. You were just a baker, you didn’t know the first thing about medical crap.

All you could do was loosen the buttons by his neck and check that he was still getting air in. Not too long after you called there was a knock on the door and the first responders were giving him epinephrine and taking him away to the hospital.

Of course you were right behind, driving as quickly (and safely) as you could, to get there when he did.

“Hi im uh, Robert chase just got brought in for a uh, well I’m assuming an allergic reaction, could I go see him?” You talked to the lady in the emergency room, being told to wait as she checked someone was even here.

When she came back she nodded, “follow me.” The lady guided you to a curtain, pushing it aside to show the blonde laying on the bed with an iv in his hand and a pulsometer on his finger.

“God, I am so sorry-“

“Hey, don’t be, you didn’t know.” He cut you off before you could even get the apology out. “I should have said something about the strawberry thing if anything. I knew you were cooking and baking.”

You shook your head, “I should’ve asked. But you’ll be okay right?” You questioned, moving a chair to sit beside him.

“Yeah, not the first time it’s happened. Definitely won’t be the last.” He sighed, shaking his head. “Life right?”

A soft chuckle came from you before you nodded, “Yeah I guess so. I’ll be sure to avoid strawberries from now on.” You offered.

“Probably a good idea.” He replied with a laugh, no hard feelings at all.

“I think this is the first time I’ve almost killed my date.”

“For my sake please make it your last too,” he joked, shifting slightly on the hospital bed.

You fake thought about it with a hum before nodding. “I’ll see what I can do.”

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