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the-oblivious-writer · 4 months

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Amber Freeman to Eventual Tara Carpenter x Fem!Reader

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Summary: When you notice Tara Carpenter being harassed by a little jerk, you spring into action

Warning(s): Swearing, Tara & r are like 6 in this blurb, & lil Tara being bullied :(

Notes: Ngl to you, it'll probably still take a while before you get the first chapter of this series, so I just wanted to give you guys a lil something. It's not much but I didn't wanna keep you hanging with nothing

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You have known Tara since you were little kids. You remember the time you first met, clear as day—or at least when you officially met. Johnny Miller was harassing her, once again, during recess. Kicking sand in her face, taking her toys, and calling her names. Tara felt incredibly overwhelmed by the situation. It seemed like nobody saw her getting tormented by this little asshole. But, that was until you turned you head.

Your ears picked up the foul words Johnny spoke. You were six, that's old enough to know when somebody was being a jackass. Out of curiosity, you looked over to see the scene that was unfolding. You immediately recognized the girl. You had seen her around before, well, more than just that. She was in your class. You never really spoke though, opting with staring from afar whenever she wasn't looking. There was just something about her that prevented you from looking away. Something that made you heartbeat pick up, something that made you feel all warm inside. Something comforting about her.

You walked over to Johnny and Tara, getting there just in time stop Johnny from reaching for the toy Tara had just managed to get back from him.

You pushed him down in the sand box. The little boy stared back at you with rage, but Tara only stared at you with admiration.

"Stop being a jerk, Johnny," you seethed.

He opened his mouth to speak, but quickly shut it when he saw something in his peripheral vision. A smirk appeared on his face before he began to cry, holding onto his elbow as he practically wailed.

It didn't take long for you to realize why there was a sudden change in Johnny's demeanor. An angry teacher storms up to where you were, wearing an angry expression with her arms crossed.

"Y/N Y/L/N, did I just see you shove Johnny?"

"I–"

"Yes or no," the teacher interrupted.

"Yes, but–!"

"There are no buts. You pushed a student, that's all I need to know. Come with me, you're going to the main office."

"Mrs. Johnson, she was only defending me," Tara tried to help.

"She also knows the school rules; hands to yourself, not even as self defense."

"But that's not fair!" Tara's voice grew with aggravation, she still couldn't believe how stupid the school rules were.

"Are you back talking me right now?" Mrs. Johnson looked at her with an almost shocked expression. "Looks like you'll be joining Ms. Y/L/N."

Tara only rolled her eyes, stomping a foot with her arms crossed. She couldn't believe how ridiculous this whole thing was. If she was being honest, she was more pissed about how unfair she was being towards you. Tara also felt bad because you were in this situation because of her.

So as Johnny got escorted to the nurse with a non-existent injury, you and Tara got sent to wait at the main office. Tara couldn't help but glance at you every now and then, but as for you, you refused to meet her gaze. You've never been this close to her before. There was one time where you got paired for group project, but Mindy Meeks was also there so you were able to keep to yourself without things getting too awkward due to your silence.

Once you both got to the main office, you sat on one of the chairs that were lined up against the wall. Your leg bounced as you picked at the hem of your shirt. This wasn't the first time you were here, and it certainty wouldn't be the last. Tara followed behind before, unexpectedly, taking a seat right next to you. You continued looking down at the floor. Tara didn't see the furrow in your eyebrows when she sat right beside you.

There were plenty of other seats she could've chosen.

After a couple minutes of silence, it grew almost unbearable for the younger Carpenter. She finally spoke, "I'm Tara, by the way."

You looked over at her to see that she was holding out her hand for you to take. "Y/N," you replied in a quiet tone; you took her hand in yours to shake. As your hands made contact, it felt as if a jolt of electricity ran through your body.

And the feeling was definitely mutual.

"Thank you for defending me," Tara continued before your hands separated; you immediately missed the contact.

"No problem," you said genuinely. Now that you were fully looking at her, you simply couldn't pull away your gaze.

"I'm also sorry," she added, confusing you.

"For what?"

"For getting you in trouble," she answered with a sorrowful tone.

"Don't be. Johnny should be sorry for how he was treating you."

A smile grazed the other girl's face as she saw nothing but truth and kindness in your eyes. That was the moment Tara Carpenter knew, the moment she knew you she would never let you out of her life.

For worse, and for better.

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A/N: about time I post something for this series

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mewhenimanangel · 10 months

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moon river, miles morales x reader

pairing: earth 42!miles morales x spider!reader

synopsis: you went out to patrol the streets when you had a painful run-in with the prowler and kingpin.

wc: 2.7k

warnings!: swearing, violence, kissing suggestive themes, very light smut, fluff, angst, arguing, google translate spanish

nia’s ౨ৎ notes: lemme know if you wanna be on the taglist, next chapter made me cry

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you knocked on miles' door, his mom inviting you in. when she heard you were coming to hang out with miles she decided to make a nice dinner. "hola cariño" she said, bringing you in for a hug "hi mama rio!" you exclaimed returning the embrace.

rio really loved you - you were kind, smart, respectful, and more importantly you brought a sense of joy to miles' life that he hadn't had since his father's passing.

"miles, tu novia esta aqui!" she called out, moving to the side so you could come in. "oh ya voy, un segundo!" he called back out. he walked out of his room, face lighting up when he saw you "hola princesa" he kissed you.

he pulled out a chair at the dining table for you before rio came over with plates for the two of you. it was brown rice with curry chicken and some veggies on the side. you loved when rio cooked for you, it was banger after banger every time.

she was about to sit down with you guys when her phone rang. she answered it with a tired expression "yes, i'll be in soon, dame unos minutos" she sighed. "aye! lo siento cariño. i've gotta go the hospital just called me in." she frowned, gathering her things. "mami, just eat before you go." miles said. "it's okay honey i'll eat when i come back" and with that she made her leave.

he looked back at you with a frown on his face "i just feel so bad you know? ever since dad died she's just been taking up shift after shift. she keeps saying it's to take care of us and it makes me feel so guilty" he told you, solemn expression on his face. "miles, baby i'm sorry. but it's okay don't feel guilty, times are tough is all" you frowned holding his head to your chest. you stayed like that for a moment before you finished your food.

you were on the couch watching gossip girl, miles wrapped in your arm, body sprawled out over you. "you know i love you right baby" he said looking up at you, poking your lips. "yes baby you tell me everyday. i love you too" you smiled kissing him. "love your pretty lips and your cute smile" he whispered holding your hand.

just then a cough made you both dart your heads in the direction. it was his uncle aaron standing there with a teasing smirk on his face "whipped" he said making miles roll his eyes. "since when you such a big softie lil man" he chuckled. "yeah yeah what's up?" miles asked going to dap him up. "we gotta go" aaron answered. he furrowed his eyebrows "right now? you said we was off tonight" he said in a low voice. "sum'n came up sorry man" aaron said heading to the door. "y/n i could drop you home" he turned around to look at you.

you nod your head and miles rolled his eyes "miles it's okay. if you're busy i can go" you told him holding his hand. "m'sorry mi amor" he said rubbing your knuckles.

aaron drove you home before him and miles quickly drove off. you walked to your room not before saying hi to your mom and nas. "i'm sleepy so i'm just gonna go to bed early okay?" you told your mom. she nod her head and you eased your bedroom door shut.

you grabbed your spider suit from the box in your closet quickly getting dressed. you pulled the mask down and swung out of your window.

you did some patrolling for two hours listening to any police radio announcements. there was a guy who was attacking people on the bus so you knocked him out and took him to the police station. there was a man on the subway platform screaming at people and harassing women so you escorted him off.

the police radio signaled that there was a security breach at the city hall, so you quickly shot your webs, slinging past buildings as fast as you could.

when you got there there were two men running to a motorcycle to get away, not before you shot a web at said motorcycle and threw it out of their reach. "hey boys, whatcha doing with that briefcase there. i don't think that belongs to you" you teased walking over to them. "you dumb bitch, get out of here. you don't know what you're doing!" one of them shouted. "oh i think i do" you retorted throwing a web at the briefcase, slinging it over to the police. "thank you spider-girl!" they called out.

the other criminal pointed a gun at you and began firing. you shot a web at the building next to you and swung up out of the way. he kept firing at you following your every move until he finally landed a shot in your thigh. "fuck!" you screamed out, falling to the ground. he then quickly ran and grabbed the briefcase before they made a swift get away. an officer ran over to you "spider girl are you okay?!" he called out holding you up. "i-i'm fine" you said holding your thigh. your spider sense picked up on a figure watching from atop a building. prowler.

he watched the scene before making his exit, quickly running and jumping over the rooftops. you quickly and as quietly as you could, followed behind him leaving a good distance between you two. you stayed on a rooftop and watched as he met near an alleyway with the two guys who broke into city hall and kingpin.

kingpin was a billionaire and was obviously a bad guy, many different allegations and accusations coming out regarding him murdering people and being involved with multiple crimes. obviously though, he made himself look like a standup guy and always charmed his way out of any situation that was bad for his reputation. he was supposed to go to court a month ago but when the witness didn't show up it was called off. it was rumored that he either killed or had someone kill her off.

they talked for a bit before getting into a car and driving off. you debated a bit on whether or not to continue following them. on one hand, you had a bullet wound in your thigh but on the other hand, they were villains that you've been in pursuit of for a while now.

you ultimately decided on following behind the car on the rooftops. they drove into the parking garage of some random building where not much people were near. you quickly swung down and into an open window, using your spider senses to help you find them.

you heard kingpin's grainy voice coming from down a hallway and you followed it, staying hidden behind the wall. "good work getting these files boys." he spoke to the guys you'd just fought. "of course big man, now when are we getting our share" one of them said. kingpin just chuckled before grabbing a pistol and shooting them both dead.

"that damn bug almost ruined everything." he growled. "as always." you heard the prowler's distorted voice speak. "she won't be getting in our way anymore. prowler, you're in charge of keeping her out of the way. kill her if you have to" he spat, examining the files.

you eased over a little bit, trying to get a good look at what they were looking at. when you shifted your body over, the pain from your wound shot through your body like electricity making you let out a groan. both of their heads shot in your direction and you quickly turned down the hallway to make an exit. "you know what to do" you heard kingpin say.

soon enough you heard loud rapid footsteps heading in your direction. you picked up the pace and swung back through the window you came in from, shooting a web at the roof of a nearby building. you ran across it as fast as you could shooting another web, but before you could swing away the clawed glove grabbed you back and slammed you on the ground right on the thigh you were shot in.

you let out a yelp before shooting a web at his mask, quickly getting back on your feet. you opted for running away because you weren't really in any shape to fight back. he threw a punch at you knocking you off your balance. he noticed the blood that was soaking your suit and tightly squeezed around your bullet wound and pressed a thumb against it. you screamed out and groaned "fuck you!" shooting webs at his face with force making him trip back.

you quickly swung from building to building before lowering to the ground, turning the corner and running the opposite direction. you looked back to see he was still going the direction you led him and you sped up. you swung all the way to may's house, surely you weren't gonna go to the hospital like this and you definitely couldn't go home.

you pound on her door, tears streaming down your face. your leg was aching and with how long you've had your open wound you were sure it was only gonna get worse. she opened the door, pulling you into an embrace "what's going on honey?" she said looking at you.

"t-there was a security breach at city hall. a-and i got shot by one of the guys and kingpin was with the prowler and then he chased me and and-" you frantically explained. "alright keep your head straight kiddo. come on i've got some first aid" she said bringing you to her bathroom. you changed out of your suit, left in a tank top and shorts.

she got to work on your leg, wiping away all the blood pouring from it. she wrapped a cloth around your leg to stop the bleeding and began poking around to find any stray bullet fragments that was still in your leg. she cleaned with the wound like a professional and wrapped some gauze around it. "don't worry, it'll heal a bit faster than normal. thanks to your spider powers and all" she told you putting away the supplies.

"how'd you know how to do that" you asked coming off the counter struggling to stand on your legs. "sweetie i dealt with peter for years, i had to know how to do it" she chuckled.

"i'll clean up your suit but here take these it's chilly out" she handed you a pair of what she told you were peter's old sweatpants. "it's getting late, think you should start heading home" she said opening the door for you. "thank you so much may. have a good night" you still had your mask so you put it on and swung home.

you swung up to your window, tucking the mask in your pocket before entering. you gasped seeing someone lay in your bed "miles! you have to stop scaring me like that" you laughed. "hola princesa where you been?" he said getting up over to you, wrapping you into a hug. "and whose sweatpants are these? they mad big on you" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"o-oh i went on a walk, my mom was being annoying." you lied. "at night?" he asked worried expression on his face. "yeah yeah don't worry, i had my taser on me. and at least it's safer out now with spider girl" you said grabbing a water bottle. he stayed silent and looked at you, eyebrows slightly furrowed. "yeah guess you're right" he sighed dropping back down on the bed. when he looked away from you you quickly shoved the mask in the box stepping out of your sweatpants.

"what's that on your leg?" he asked pointing at the gauze. "i-i was trying to cut up some pineapple but the knife slipped out my hand and cut me real good."you replied coming up with a story last minute. you laid next to him in the bed, wrapping up under his arm. he looked at you with a sly smirk on his face "wanna come over tomorrow? mom's not gonna be home all night" he said kissing you. "what are you implying miles?" you giggled. "i think you know mama" he kissed you. "mhm" you said holding him tight.

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you knocked on miles' door the next day, him opening it and immediately latching his lips on yours. "hello to you too" you giggled. "missed you" he kissed your cheek, leading you to his room "you saw me last night" you dropped your bag. "too long" he sighed taking your lips on his again.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, his tongue entering your mouth. he moved down to kiss down your jaw to your neck, sucking and leaving a mark. he reached for the hem of your shirt, tugging it over your head.

he moved to his bed and pulled you in his lap, finding your lips again. you rummaged your hands through his braids and rocked your hips against his lap, smirking when you felt him harden underneath you. "are you sure you wanna do this?" he asked breaking away from the kiss. "yes" you breathed out

♱

you laid wrapped under his sheets head resting on his chest as he played with your hair, staring at you. "i love you so much hermosa" he smiled pressing a kiss to your forehead. "i love you too bonito" you smiled. “forever” he breathed out.

"i wanna take a shower" you told him, getting up from his sheets. "i'll join you" he smirked. he went in the bathroom to brush his teeth. "miles baby where's your towels at?" you called out to him. "the closet, tird shelf!" he called back, muffled by toothpaste.

you went over to grab one when something on the top shelf caught your eye, a silver claw poked out from underneath a piece of cloth. you weren't one to snoop but your spider senses were going crazy. you lifted it and your heart dropped, it was the same clawed glove that had thrown you on the ground and punched you yesterday - blood still staining it. your eyes stung with tears as you held it in your hand. the same boy who professed his love to you everyday, who wrapped up in your arms every night, the boy you just slept with was out killing people - you included.

"you can't find one?" his voice spoke up, coming back to the room. you turned around still holding the glove "miles. what is this?" you asked hoping it was a misunderstanding, maybe he was just a fan? "b-baby it's not what it looks like" he answered and you knew what that meant.

"miles, you're murdering people?! you work with fucking kingpin?!" you shouted. "y/n you don't understand, i have to do it! for my mom, for me, for you!" he retorted. "that doesn't fucking justify it miles, i never asked you to commit those crimes for me!" you yelled, tears streaming down your face.

"aye mami, don't cry, you're overreacting!" "overreacting?! miles you tried to fucking kill me yesterday" you growled throwing the glove at him. his eyebrows furrowed "what are you talking about?" he asked catching it. you looked around trying your best to blink back tears "miles, i am spider-girl. i'm the one you were throwing around yesterday. the one your fucking guys shot!" you screamed at him, pointing to the wound you’d lied about earlier.

his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “no no no no, baby no. i’m so sorry. i didn’t know it was you” he walked up to you, holding your face. you looked at him, tears blurring your eyes “no miles no i-i have to go” you said grabbing your clothes and throwing them on. “princesa, wait! let’s just talk about this” he pleaded. you just ignored him and went out his window swinging your way home.

you opened your window, running to your bed flopping down to your pillow. you cried into it, thinking things over. it all made sense - the random leaving, the late arrivals, this is what “work” was.

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chaotic-mystery · 11 months

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Don’t mind me 💆‍♀️ just minding my own business 💆‍♀️ thinking about best friends dad joel 💆‍♀️ flipping my skirt up and fucking the attitude out of me 💆‍♀️ making me call him sir instead of Mr. Miller 💆‍♀️ being mean and condescending, slapping me 💆‍♀️ and then unleashing his praise kink on me at the very end 💆‍♀️ calling me his good girl because I took it so good 💆‍♀️

Don’t mind me 💆‍♀️

Goodness I tried to do this justice bby Everyone say thanks to Kait for helping me set the scene WC:1.6k CW: SMUT OBVI 18+, slapping, spitting, sir kink, rough joel, age gap implied (legal ffs), degrading, names (cumslut, whore, slut, bad girl, angel, darlin, yadda yadda) praise kink at the very end, condescending joel. Tell me if I missed anything & if you liked it! <3

Your closet was no stranger to short skirts and your best friends dad wasn't so slick about checking you out when you wore them to his house to hang out with Sarah. Sure, he didn't mind you wearing them to his house for only him to see and admire, to take a mental photo of for later when he was alone in his bed, but he hated the times you'd come get Sarah and go out wearing them. You messed up this time though when you chose the shortest one you owned. It barely stopped below your ass and you can bet Mr.Miller was the first one to notice when you walked by him earlier and he almost broke his neck trying to get a good look.

As you closed the front door and started walking to the garage where the overhead door was open, the music was getting louder that was coming from the radio inside the garage. You rounded the corner to see Mr.Miller installing something new on the front of his truck, a slight glisten to his skin from sweat. As you finger combed your hair and tugged your skirt down, you had to clear your throat to get his attention. "I'm outta here for the night Mr.Miller, thanks for having me over." He gave you a small smile and a nod as he tossed down the wrench he was toying with, "Don't mention it, sugar. Did ya get enough to eat? Know I don't wanna send you home still hungry." The short sleeves on his t-shirt tightened around his biceps as he crossed his arms over his chest, watching as you moved into the garage a few steps, tugging down your skirt again. "Yup, thanks again for cookin', you know I love your food." The radio seemed to get quieter but it was just your mind drowning out anything that wasn't this gorgeous mans voice.

"Can I ask you somethin, angel?" Angel. That's been your nickname since he met you when Sarah brought you home from college, there was no meaning behind it other than it came from Halloween when you were an angel and Sarah dressed up as a devil. "Sure, Mr.Miller, what's up?" You moved a box of broken tools sitting on a stool and set it on the floor, trying to keep your knees together at all times so he didn't see your panties. Of course you wanted him to, just "accidentally".

"Why do you wear those little skirts if you constantly fix them so your ass isn't showin'? Y'know if you're uncomfortable you can jus' take it off." His eyes drifted up your legs as they landed on yours, his fingers not fiddling with the bolt he was previously toying with. It felt like someone reached over and stole all the air from your throat, your entire body freezing. He wasn't going to get the best of you though, not in the slightest. "I happen to love this skirt Mr.Miller, thank you very much." You dropped your feet off the foot rest on the stool so your legs dangled and ran your hand down the small pleats of the skirt. He gave a chuckle and shook his finger at you.

"You aren't foolin' anyone pretty lil thing. I know you need the attention so bad, that's why you wear them to my house so you can get me to look when you walk down the hall, naughty girl. You crave that rush of getting your best friends dad to look at your ass when you bend over." Who did he think he was to call you out for your outfit choices? He had no idea what you wanted or needed. You stood up and started going towards him, raising your hand to connect with his face. He caught your wrist mid-air before it touched his cheek, a smirk on his plush lips.

"Don't think you wanna do that, do you angel?" His hand crept up your face and pinched your cheeks together, making your lips pout slightly. Joel pressed a light kiss on them, and licked your bottom lip ever so softly. "Fine, keep it on I don't mind. Turn around and bend over for me, let me see that pretty little pussy before I tear it up." Your core was shaking and you had to contain your excitement so he didn't know you've been wanting this for years.

"O-okay Mr.Miller" you stuttered and leaned against his truck as he pinned your head down, brushing your hair out of his way. "No more of that shit, call me sir, got it?" his tone was kind of colder now but that didn't stop you from getting turned on. "I got it, yes" you whimpered and grinded your ass against his hardening cock through his jeans. "Repeat it." Joel pulled at your hair and lifted you off the truck just enough to have your ear line up with his lips. You winced at the pain of your hair being pulled, "Yes sir" was all you could muster out.

"Would you look at that, the brat does listen." He smacked your ass roughly before he tore off your panties, ripping them like they were nothing. As he got down on his knees and spread you apart, he admired your glistening sweet folds that were very telling of how much he was turning you on. "Yeah I knew you liked that, my little slut. God damn you're so wet for me already, it's a shame I won't get to taste you. Bad girls don't get their pussy ate." Joel gave your pussy a slap and stood up, unbuckling his belt to drop his pants. "Yes sir" you yelped in response and your knees shook a little at the sting of the slap. No one had ever smacked your pussy until then and it was hard to say if you liked it or not.

Your eyes rolled into your skull as he ran the head of his cock between your slick lips, bumping your aching clit roughly. Squirming from how it gives some sort of relief to you, he grunts and presses your head firmer against the hood over the truck. "Stay fucking still, got that?" Joel leaned down and split on your entrance, rubbing it and slipping a finger inside teasing you. He slipped his hard cock inside you and you jolted forward, not realizing how big he was. "No no no, don't run away now. Take this fuckin cock like the whore I know you are, angel."

"Fuck- you're so big sir, please I need more, more" you begged and clenched around his cock, whimpering and grasping at anything you could. Joel grabbed your wrists and pinned them against your back as he started thrusting into you, the squelching coming from your tight hole making him groan in amusement. "Yeah I bet you do need more? Need someone to fuck the attitude outta you, fuckin cumslut? Hm?" He let go of one of your wrists and pulled you against his chest, smacking your cheek just hard enough to get your attention. Your mouth dropped and a smirk formed, a giggle coming from you. "Again, sir please. Hit me again daddy, I fuckin love it." You giggled and were met with another smack on your face as he buried his cock so far inside you, his balls loudly smacking your clit.

"Dirty fuckin' baby. I can tell how wet that gets you, you're soakin my cock every time I smack that goddamn beautiful face, dumb little cumslut." He turned your head towards him and shoved his tongue in your mouth. Joel pulled away and stood up as he grabbed you and pinned your back against the hood, hiking one of your legs up on his shoulder. "Put my fuckin cock back in that little pussy, right now." he demanded and you reached down grabbing him and positioning the head right at your entrance, moaning loudly as it goes back inside you.

The sweat covering you two made you glow under the fluorescent overhead lights, moans cut off with more smacks to your cheeks. "Who does this pussy belong to, angel?" Smack.

"Y-Yours sir, all you." you groaned out as you breathed in deeply, grunting as he was hitting your g spot.

"Damn right. Look at you, you wanna cum already and be daddy's cum slut? Tell me that's what you want baby. Tell me you want me to fill this little pussy with my cum." Joel snarled as his thumb went down to your clit and started rubbing roughly with thrusts making your body shake.

Your eyes were squeezed shut from the overwhelming pleasure mixed with Joels filthy mouth, you really had to focus on what you were going to say. "I wanna cum so b-ad for you sir, so fucking bad" your words were spoken between sharp breathes and he was loving every second of it.

"Cum for me baby, you've been so good taking this big cock so well. C'mon cum all over let me see you cover my cock sweet girl." he whimpered and kissed you, holding your face as his fluttered his tongue against yours. You swore you saw the heavens as you released all over him, screaming his name, damn near on the verge of crying. He groaned loudly as he pulled out and came right on your stomach, right under your belly button. His body jolted with every string of warm cum that landed on you, your clit throbbing still with excitement. After Joel finished milking his cock dry, he placed his hands on the hood on either side of your body. His damp curls tickled your face as he kissed your forehead softly, his eyes looking down at the work he did and you both giggled. "That's my good girl."

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moment in the vanity fair video i can’t let go of:

Bella: “you look stunning, girl!”

Dom, completely earnestly: “me? Thanks, so do you :)”

i have SO MANY NOTES about this video

first of all, how he answers the door with a drink in hand, can't even be bothered to put down his (presumably) water to do an intro (and his commitment to always looking like he just rolled out of bed needs to be studied)

and the blank expression behind his eyes when he says "cummberbum", he's got nothing inside his pretty head :) and quote "those are good pictures" re: the tuxedo tshirt, NO THEYRE NOT

and the CASE of miller high life is so funny, like it's perfect, and i wanna know what the card that was attached to the box said (bc the envelope clearly had been opened in quite a hasty and messy fashion, which seems to be dom's way)

and the quick clip they play from the movie where it's OBVIOUS dom's real voice is lower than in the movie, and it harkens me back to an interview i read where he said he intentionally affected his voice higher than his regular speaking voice because he didn't think angus's voice would be as deep as his 😭 and his odd little gasping laugh is AGH he's so cute

and the standing but 90 degree angle bend at the waist to play his switch and the double hand wave to greet the girl bringing his tux in

and the SIBLINGS!!!! their energy is so cute, the way he touches her head and she just :] at him (also HER sunnies, is this a sessa family obsession with sunnies, what's happening here)

the awkward maneuvering of the furniture to get the food cart into the room, and then talks about fruit WITH FRUIT ALREADY IN HIS MOUTH

popping his lips to get the product settled in is so cute

AND SAYING HE KEEPS UP WITH PAUL!!! uncle paul fr 🥲

it's also around here that i noticed his lisp for the first time, it's very subtle, but it sure is there, and it's cute

AND AGAIN WITH THE CUTE SIB ENERGY!! genuine love and compliments with a hint of goofy (also let me be real, dom's a hottie and i Desire him, but also.... hey bella sessa what's good <3 looking really pretty there girl <33 call me sometime)

his ass said "Now I Will Get Dressed. Goodbye." spoken exactly like that, and bella holding her hand up to laugh (and he says Woila and not Voila and it's a small detail and yes i'm nitpicky) i also have questions about the bathroom situation in that hotel room??? is the bathtub like?? in its own lil closet?? bc he opens the doors to what i THOUGHT was a full bathroom, but the camera pans down to show the bathtub RIGHT UP AGAINST the doors so??? i'm confused here

his goofy lil spin and the disorientation when he finds the camera again, and my FAV PART OF THE WHOLE VIDEO, his tiny lil "cummbie: secured" HES SO CUTE (what is the purpose of a cummerbund btw, i'm being so fr, like his jacket was buttoned up so far that you couldn't even SEE the cummbie, so what was the reason)

his loud ass accented "BRILLIANT", and the spin and nod and mumbled "amazing" and i'm suddenly humbly reminded he's just an odd ass 21 year old guy and then he TURNS ON THE MODEL MODE for the pics, but i also need to know what bella's reaction to model dom is, she HAD to have been in that room laughing at her baby brother trying to be Hot

AND HIS SUNNIES MAKE AN APPEARANCE AND EVERYONE CHEERED!!!

in the last shot, bella has a tattoo on her wrist, and knowing about dom's tattoo and now BELLA'S tat.... i need to know these people, i wanna be their friends so bad

and that's my play by play of the vanity fair vid :) nobody asked but ye shall receive

#bex answers #anon ask #dominic sessa

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slutsukio · 10 months

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how they react when you tell them you like them. ( awotw x black!fem reader )

NETEYAM ! ׄ ⭑ ⁔

❊ — cant even lie, neteyam was already knew, but he was oblivious as well. he picked up your flirty habits and late night talks with him, and assumed that you liked him.

❊ — "oh i knew that already." he chuckled at you as your jaw hung from straight EMBARASSMENT. he laughed dead at you in your face, before grabbing your hand and planting a sweet kiss on the back-side of it.

❊ — you guys talked that night about what you guys wanted to be, and how not to rush into things if you needed time to think about this more.

❊ — very respectful of your voice and opinions and lets you have the stage when you want to be heard. talked his ear off ALL GODDAMN NIGHT, and apologized in the morning for it.

❊ — after yall got off the phone, he went to go tell lo'ak who was up on the game, and they started celebrating and got hella excited.

❊ — p.s, they daddy came in the room and told them to shut up cus they was too damn loud, and him and lo'ak laughed the rest of the night off.

LO'AK ! ׄ ⭑ ⁔

❊ — now lo'ak ass, he had to find out from kiri that you liked him. i SWEAR he was so confused, and realized how bad he been fumbling.

❊ —"OHHH SHITTTT." he yelled aloud and whipped out his phone and ran to his room. you answered the facetime call and seen a big smirk on his face.

❊ — "a lil birdie told me you liked me." he spoke to you while giggle and kicking his feet, to obviously make the moment more alive. your eyes widened and you let out a nervous chuckle and trailed off a lil bit.

❊ — he eventually made plans to go out with you, on a date. he had to get neteyam and kiri to help cause he aint wanna fuck it up more than he already had.

❊ — you and lo'ak went on a lil picnic date, and he surprised you with some of your favorite vinyls. jill scott, sade, micheal jackson, etc. had bought you both cookies and wings to talk about some things, before he asked you the big question.

❊ — "so...do you wanna be my girlfriend?" he muttered to you while avoiding eye contact, and you couldn't help but laugh. you jumped in his arms and gave him a lil kiss on the cheek.

❊ — "of course i'd be your girlfriend, stupid." you told him before two big smiles were painted on the both of you guys' faces.

❊ — p.s, he told his homeboys and his brother he got a kiss the first date, knowing damn well it was a PECK.

KIRI ! ׄ ⭑ ⁔

❊ — you kept it long enough as a secret, thinking all the gifts you gave her were just friendly friends yk. she was SHOCKED, but not in a bad way ofc.

❊ — ever since you guys started dating, she would always hold your hand out in public, wear your bracelets/necklaces, and really cherish everything you give her.

❊ —you gave her a love letter on yall year anniversary (not dating, just knowing eachother), and she started to tear up.

❊ — "noo, baby dont cry." you chuckled and wiped her tears away before hugging her, whilst giggling a little bit. she keeps all of you guys' photos, jewlery, letters, and cards in a lil box, along with her moms stuff too.

❊ — she calls it her "loved ones" or "gifts from my eywa's."

❊ — p.s, her brothers make fun of her about her corny nicknames all the time, but its a sibling thing. they know how much she loves you.

TSIREYA ! ׄ ⭑ ⁔

❊ — baby girl started to blush and giggle and everything.

❊ — "you like..me?" her surprised tone and her flushed skin made you laugh in her face (not in a rude manner ofc), and kissed her forehead.

❊ —ao'unung be side eyeing yall and everything. "aye aye aye, what yall doin in this room?" he would burst through it and see you guys fake sleeping together.

❊ — you guys are always having dates at both of you guys' houses. her parents welcome you with smiles and warmth, yours do the same with her.

❊ — shes most def the type to send you cute tiktok dances and be like "learn them cus we gonna do this." if you DONT learn them, she aint gon be mad, gonna take the time outta her day and a plethora of tries to get it perfect.

❊ — p.s, lo'ak was crying when you scooped tsireya up before he coulda got the chance to even TALK to her.

A'OUNUNG ! ׄ ⭑ ⁔

❊ — now THIS nigga right here knew it, just like neteyam. yall was always talking to eachother, play fighting with one another, then going home and telling yalls siblings about eachother.

❊ — tsireya and you hung out alot, and everytime she'd come home ao'unung standing right by the fucking door. "yo, what did you and y/n do today." he asked, tryna take mental notes of what you like.

❊ — when you and your friend group hung out, you saw ao'unung and his homeboys out (like tsireya aint tell him yall was gonna be out), and came up and asked you for yk your numberr so he could "get to know you better."

❊ — when yall started talking, he responded in a blink of a damn eye. this nigga aint NEVER been so thirsty for nobody, he was on his joe goldberg shit.

❊ — after talking for a few months, yall started talking 25/8 and eventually he asked you on a date.

❊ — he had tsireya help and everything, and ofc you said yes and jumped into his arms with a big smile on your face.

❊ — p.s, he the third to last of his homeboys to finally get a gf. the last two were roxto and lo'ak.

❁ suki speaking — why am i just now finding out tsireya is fucking 13. i thought she was fucking 15 atleast. but, enjoy the fluff guys!! giggle, love u all.

#❁. suki's work #headcannons #awotw x black reader #awotw x reader #lo'ak x reader #ao'nung x reader #live laugh love lo'ak #lo'ak my twinem forreal #enjoy!!!

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bellaramseysgf · 2 years

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Little bunny (M.W)

Warning(s); pure fluff,Mikey being the best caregiver ever,age regression,modern day au☺️

Pairing(s); Mike Wheeler x Girlfriend! Reader

Summary; after a bad day Mikey decided you deserve a new friend.

A/n; sooo I wrote this for lils ( @munsonsdreamgirl ) that’s it, congrats on 1000 followed babes🥰

Also, Mikey is 19! He’s aged up n if you don’t like it you can suck a giants toe<3

Mike could see it the second you got in his car that you weren’t feeling like yourself. The way you were sluggish and you seemed to move almost like slow motion. He caught it in the way you forced the smile and saw the far off, spacey look in your eyes. How long had you been in headspace? Or more importantly how long had you fought it.

“Hey baby, bad day?” You shrugged and Mike leaned over to kiss the side of your head. “I need to pick up some stuff for dinner, you wanna come or go home?” He gave you plenty of time to process through it. “I wan’ come!” He nodded and cranked his car back up.

“You wanna play a game?” You looked over at your boyfriend “mmm, what kind of game Mikey?” He smiled at the soft tone in your voice “okay pick a color and whoever can find it first wins” you nod and think for a minute. “Uhhhh pink!” Mike nodded. “Hmm pink? Ooo that’s gonna be hard to find! That’s a good choice little one” Mikey smiled at the way your face lit up at his praise.

He reached over and tucked some of your fallen hair behind your ear. “Such a pretty girl, I love you sweetheart.” You squealed and your cheeks went red. “Luv’ you too Mikey!” He chuckled and continued to drive the pair of you mostly forgetting about the game.

“I’m after 3 things okay? Just three nothing else” you nodded and held up 3 fingers “jus’ three! Got it.” Mikey held onto your hand while he grabbed a basket walking you through the store. All at once you gasped “pink!” You pointed to a small box of cake mix and it took Mike a second to remember your game.

“Look at that, you won. Alright honey what do you want?” You shrugged and latched yourself back to mikes arm. “Jus’ want Mikey” he smiled and leaned down to peck the top of your head “such a sweet girl, cmon let’s continue” and your did.

Mike was headed to the check out when he felt a tug and then you let go of his arm running to a small bin. “What- baby, don’t run off!” He followed after you and you tugged out a big pink bunny plush. “I can has?” The stuffed animal was at least 2x your size and Mike giggled at the way it swallowed your figure.

“Mhm, you’ve had a bad day. Princess deserves a new friend.” You held out your hand for Mike to take and waddled your way to the the self check out. Mike was holding in his laugh watching you waddle back to the car with the giant plush. “Little one, here why don’t we switch? Don’t want you getting hurt” you agreed and Mike handed you the one bag taking the plushie under his arm.

You both got settled in the car and he sat the giant plush into the back seat. “What’s gonna be their name?” You buckled “uh…uh…uh…mmmm” Mike waited patiently “mmmmm…Mikey?” Mike grinned and kissed your cheek “that’s a good name babydoll.” Now, to add it the pile of other Mikeys.

You lugged the bunny back into your shared apartment with Mike, dragging it all the way to his office and leaving it beside his desk. “Angel? Do you wanna help?” He asked and you nodded “can you open this up and pour it into there?” He asked and you followed instructions. “Thank you! So helpful!” He ran a hand over the top of your head and you giggled. You stood by and watched Mike cook messing about inside the kitchen.

“Princess? Will you set the table?” You nodded and grabbed his plate and then your smaller one sitting them next to each other. You repeated the process with silverware and cups he got the bigger and you got the smaller. “You want a lid?” You shook your head “M’a big girl!” Mike chuckled and sat the food onto the plates.

Once settled you stared at your plate for a minute “baby? You not hungry?” He asked and you looked at him then your plate again. Mike sat his fork down and picked yours up feeding you bite off your plate which you accepted just fine, doing little wiggles. “Yeah, that’s my big girl” you smiled, keeping your mouth closed because of food.

#mike wheeler #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler x you #Mike wheeler x little!reader #tw: age regression #aged up!mike wheeler #stranger things fic

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sassrubyexists · 6 months

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Lil rant

Why do so many people make suns issues seem like nothing? I see much people constantly saying: "sun just has [insert issues]". No. Sun has alot more than that. His life was made a living hell because of who? Moon. Sun had to see the murders, clean them up, feel pain with every moons move when he took control, fight for control and god knows what more. That has been going on for what? More than 9-10 years (Sun confirmed from a year long episode that hes tehnically 9 years old). Don't get me wrong, moon has trauma from it too, having to deal with a killcode, being trapped in the mindscape without his body ect. Though, people are still dismissing suns trauma from this. Sun was TERRIFIED. He kept begging moon, but it didn't help. Some people think that its alright because sun still had confidence and was happy after they seperated and that ISNT correct. This piece of trauma gave sun a big affect on him. Such as being afraid of the dark. It may not seem too bad, but just imagine what was going on in suns mind when it was dark. It doesn't matter how much of a "stupid" fear is that, it still has a reasoning on why its there. After seperation, he also got abused by moon. Moon would always threaten him when sun made a joke. Especially with the whacking stick. The whacking stick was seen as a joke and it wasnt serious in many eyes, though just imagine being in suns shoes. You're making jokes like siblings do and oh! Guess what. You get threatened and hit for it. See what im trying to say here? Moon also used to put sun down alot. That may be normal in a sibling relationship, I have to admit that. Yet, sun eventually started believing those words because of others who would do the same. And when moon was doing the same, sun started believing in that. Sun probably also started being convinced by it since everytime he tried to help, he couldnt. This obviously led to this sort of mindstate. Whenever sun was talking about his issues,moon would ignore them and replace it with his own (Episode example:sun and moon BREAK UP in VRCHAT or whatever the name was). Sun always had to take care of moon and moons issues too. sun felt like he was useless so what other better was to cope than to help others so you feel useful. This is extremely unhealthy. Sun forgot to help himself. Plus, people always push suns feelings to the side. For an example, monty said that sun would get over it and that it was just a phase. Moon was too scared to go talk to sun! And guess what. Sun went out to kill eclipse! He also gaslighted and manipulated sun into doing what HE wants. For an example, you know when sun was in that one state of mind when he went to kill eclipse? Instead of trying to help sun with feelings and stuff, HE LOCKED SUN INTO A BUNKER WHERE THE ARGURMENT HAPPEND, and put a magic box giving sun barely room to stand. Because he wanted sun to be like hes "supposed to be", the voice of reason. See whats wrong with this? He also would pressure sun into telling him things sun didn't wanna talk about. Example, july 16th. In the argurment, he started pressuring sun into telling him what happend until sun actually did. Another example, when sun killed bloodmoon, he also started pressuring sun into telling him what actually happend, though, sun didn't do so that time. This aint a way to deal with thse kind of situations. If someone doesn't wanna talk about something, we shouldn't force them. Yet people are still so confused on why sun doesn't open up! I wonder why! Do we need a damn detective for that. I see people saying that its because earth and moon are basically strangers, althought it really isnt. Sunny thinks everything is his fault. He thinks eclipse existing is his fault, even if sun wasnt the one who put a goddamn left behind code. Its moons fault. Sure, he didnt know that would happen, even so what did he think was going to happen. "Omg it'll be such a good idea if I put a left behind code that i dont even know what it is!!" Like please. Who knows what that leech- I MEAN. Eclipse said to him.

Its no big suprise sunny turned out this way

#sams sun #Sams #the sun and moon show #Tsams #Sun

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herogers · 5 months

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stony punk au

Something I wrote while it was plaguing my mind then abandoned and I've been thinking of it again so thought I'd share for funsiesss.

inspired by this post and then this post and here's my silly lil ficlet contribution.

“What’s a guy like you doin’ hanging around here at this time?” Steve draws closer to him and Tony shrugs leaning back against the brick wall.

He fumbles with the lighter until it finally works. “Needed to clear my head.” He mutters, lighting the cigarette between his lips.

“Well, you’ve come to the wrong place, this isn’t exactly your campus library.” Steve says as he watches, watches as those brown eyes sparkle even under a shitty streetlight, even behind the smoke leaving his mouth.

“I’m sorry, do you own these parts or something? Your gang gonna come escort me out?” He says every word coated in his sarcastic tone.

Steve can’t help but chuckle at that, eyes still fixed on Tony’s face. “No gang, just friends.” He says with a light grin and places his hand right next to Tony’s head on the wall to lean on. “I just don’t wanna see anyone get hurt.”

He takes the cigarette from Tony and takes a drag.

“Hey!”

“Smoking’s bad for you.” Steve says and blows the smoke at his face.

Tony scoffs and stares up at him with those golden eyes, angry and fucking beautiful. “What so you’re some sort of good guy that hangs out at dangerous alleys and douchebars?”

“I’d watch your tone.” Steve says, pointing the cigarette at him, his voice low but the smirk on his face remains as he’s getting a thrill of seeing the fire of this richkid. “Most of the nicest people I know hang out at these bars, but it also gets rowdy especially when there’s a show on. They don’t really give a fuck so I don’t think a guy like you wants to get caught up in that. And just like anywhere there’s alcohol or a dodgy alleyway, there’s gonna be trouble, people get too much and the wrong people come in, nothin’ to do with me or my friends.”

He doesn’t know why he’s explaining himself to the Stark kid, as if his mind isn’t already made up about him and his friends. Still he wants him to feel safe around Steve, if he’s gonna go around alone at least he has Steve looking out for him. Steve is never one to care about what people think, especially the rich proper people, but for some reason he doesn’t want Tony looking at him like he’s some kind of criminal gangster who’s top priority was violence and chaos. Not with those eyes.

“Whatever,” he mutters, reaching for the cigarette back and Steve refuses.

“What did I just say?” he says, taking another drag.

An exasperated look sweeps over Tony’s face and he huffs. “I’m old enough to smoke, jackass and if it’s so bad why don’t you throw it away?”

Steve laughs again, causing his eyes to narrow. Adorable, he’s fucking adorable Steve thinks.

“Pretty face like you shouldn’t be smoking,” he points out, flicking the cigarette so the ash falls on to the ground. “It’s too late for me. No point in you starting just to ruin those looks.”

Steve blesses the orange street light for being just bright enough for him to see the shade of red gracing over Tony’s cheeks, he bets it much darker of a red in normal lighting. “Who says I’m just starting?” He replies, crossing his arms.

“For starters,” Steve reaches for the pack of cigs sticking out of Tony’s front pocket and swears he hears him suck in a breath. “This is full.” He says giving the box a little shake.

Tony snatches it back, taking one out for himself. “I just bought it.”

“Well, you smoke like a nerd, that’s what really gave it away.” Steve teases looking him up and down.

“Fuck off.” He mutters, lighting up the cigarette.

Steve quirks up his eyebrow and puts his cig out on the wall, throwing it to join the pile that adorned the edges of the alleyway. It smelled like booze, smoke, puke and weed, definitely not a place for a pristine like Tony to be hanging around, hell, not a place for anyone who likes their white clothes to stay that way.

“So, the boygenius has a mouth on him.” Steve stares back at him, watching as he barely inhales then exhales like he’s glad to rid the smoke from his mouth. Yeah, definitely just starting.

He isn’t offended by Tony’s standoffishness towards him, he knows he’s winding the poor guy up, who probably had a frustrating day already. He was just glad to get a conversation out of him.

Tony looks like he’s ready to tear Steve’s head off before he startles at the door swinging open, slamming against the wall.

“Ay, Stevie!”

Steve watches as Bucky hangs out the door, bottle in hand and Nat right behind him poking her head out.

“Oh God, he’s held someone hostage.” Nat says with a grin, her flaming red hair following the breeze. She’s quickly noticed how out of place Tony looks here.

Bucky directs his gaze towards Tony and squints. “Not just anyone, he’s holding the Stark boy hostage! Steve, you know his daddy dearest can get this place shut the fuck down right?”

“I’m not holding anyone hostage, he’s come here for some peace and quiet!”

“Peace and quiet?!”

Steve could feel the shyness engulfing Tony once again.

“Yeah, yeah I already told him that any type of peace and or quiet is where you’re not.” Steve jokes, turning his gaze back to Tony while Bucky rambles about being cool and zen and Nat argues that smoking a joint doesn’t count as being cool and zen.

Tony just fiddles with the cigarette between his fingers, not looking at Steve. The orange light casted pointy shadows under his long eyelashes, just above the pink of his cheeks. Steve’s smitten, God, he’s already smitten.

“Hey, he’s real smart, ya'know.” He says looking back at the two. “He got bumped up to my class way early. Be good to have some brains in there.”

Nat quirks up her eyebrow. “Ohh, so that’s the ‘new quiet boy with the books’ -”

Steve interrupts her with a death glare, his cheeks now matching Tony’s, although shitty street light or not, Steve’s pale skin leaves no room for secrets.

Tony’s looking up at him now, and Steve pretends he doesn’t feel his eyes studying his face, it makes him go red.

“Get outta here the both of you,” He says as Bucky laughs. “I’ll meet ya back inside.”

“Bring your friend too!” Nat says before disappearing.

“Yeah, bring him on in, enough peace and quiet in here-” Bucky gets yanked by someone (most definitely Nat) and they’re left alone again.

They both roll their eyes and Tony huffs quietly.

Now Steve is feeling as shy as Tony looks. “That’s the big ol’ dangerous gang.” Steve teases brushing his hair back.

Tony frowns up at him. “How’d you get that cut on your head?”

Steve shrugs and looks down at his feet, he didn’t think twice about the cut, just like most of his injuries he can’t see. “I fell.”

“You fell.” Tony says sceptically.

“Well I was pushed but, ya’know.”

“Do you get into fights a lot?” He asks, the wind blows his hair lightly over his eyes as if on cue, to create some barrier.

“Fights find me, I don’t go around bothering anyone who isn’t asking for it.”

“And who’s asking for it?”

“For starters anyone who pushes me on to the ground for defending the bartender they were harassing.” he starts. “I don’t like bullies. Especially homophobes or anyone giving people shit for being themselves. I never throw the first punch, Tony.”

Tony raises his eyebrow. “You never throw the first punch?”

“I mean, unless you count vandalism or sending a clear message as the first punch, but I don’t so no.” he smiles. “I don’t need to.”

Tony looks at the cut then back at Steve’s eyes. He can’t read what he could be thinking, he looks more curious than scared, but those wide eyes are making it pretty damn hard to tell.

“I’m not a bad guy, Tony.”

“Never said you were.” He mutters and the ash from his neglected cigarette falls independently with nothing more to hold on to. Some of it floats on to Tony’s hand and Steve leans in. “Got some ash on your hand,” he says brushing his thumb over his knuckle before he flinches back.

Steve immediately puts his hands up. “Hey, I wasn’t gonna hurt you I was jus-”

“Yeah- yeah I know, I’m sorry,” He says his face scrunched up like he’s mentally kicking himself. “It wasn’t you, I swear. It was just on reaction.” He swears. “I’m sorry, I should go.” He says with a sigh and moves past Steve.

“Hey, c’mon at least let me walk you home. Or at least to your street, don’t want your daddy calling the cops on me.”

Tony turns around with furrowed brows and a fire that Steve just wants to see put into action.

“I’m a grown ass man, I can manage and - and why’re you such a dick? For someone who hates judgemental people you sure have been judging me since you’ve laid eyes on me. I may be some quiet nerd or whatever but I probably know more bands than the meatheads in there, what’s playing now? The Clash? Yeah, obvious fucking choice.” He takes a drag of the cigarette like he means it this time, like he’s too frustrated to even taste it. “And yeah, you got it nail on the head right there, my dad’s a total fucking dick, but I’m- I’m..”

“Tony,” Steve interrupts and carefully steps closer. “I’m sorry, alright? I didn’t mean to tease you so hard.” He says hoping his tone of voice comes off as honest as possible. He feels bad, Tony looks tired and stressed out, he didn’t mean to wind him up further. “You caught my eye when you first came to class, that’s why I mentioned you to Nat, you’re smart and you were reading these books that I could barely understand the cover of. Ya’know, you fascinated me, beautiful and always delved into your work, like you were absorbing all of the information like you loved it.” He bites his lip and watches Tony slowly diffuse, his expression leaning more on confused than angry, his chest still heaving a little, like he’d been needing to express his emotions all night, he needed some release.

“This is the most I’ve been able to talk to you and I got carried away, I just.. I can tell you’ve had a rough day and I thought I could lighten the mood. I didn’t mean to be rude.” he says softly, watching Tony’s fire slowly fade into a dull sadness. He feels like such a jerk. “I’m sorry.”

Tony bites the inside of his cheek and looks down in a deep thought, Steve yearns to peek into that mind. “You’re just saying that.” he mutters.

“I don’t waste my time lying to people in alleyways, Tony.”

Tony looks up at him, eyes searching Steve’s face for any trace of mischief.

“Let me buy you a drink, to make up for it. You can get to know me better and see I’m not so terrible.” he suggests hopefully, the nerves growing in his belly catching him off guard as he asks.

He earns a light scoff from Tony at that, and Steve is just grateful for the half smile that comes along with it. “I appreciate it but, uh,” he glances at the door. “I don’t think..”

“What? That you’ll fit in?” He steps closer to him. “Fuck all that. You like the music, right? And if anyone messes with you I’ll kill ‘em.”

“Thought you never throw the first punch.”

Steve shrugs, a smirk spreading on his face.

Tony bites his lip and gives the battered up door another glance. “Fine. One drink.”

Steve has to stop himself from grinning like an idiot but he can’t dampen his eyes lighting up at that.

He takes Tony’s cigarette and places it between his teeth to hold. “Here,” He says, taking one of his chains off of his ripped jeans. He carefully puts it around Tony’s neck and hooks the latch. “Chains go a long way,” he smirks unbuttoning the first couple of buttons from Tony’s shirt. “Just so the posers don’t eat you alive,” he winks. “Like I’d ever let them.” he mutters quietly and roughs up Tony’s hair lightly. “Don’t want anyone calling you a narc, but you’re safe with me.”

The red returns to Tony’s cheeks, disappearing behind the dark waves that now frame his face. Steve tries not to stare too long, only offers out his hand. “Let’s go.” He smiles

(I already have an idea for the second part of this in Tony's pov so to be continued if anyone is interested also thanks for reading!:) )

#feel free to add to this or just talk to me about punk au stony pls #this week has been ass so I needed THIS #stony aus #punk au #stevetony #my fics

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simpalert · 7 months

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good things dont last [a hurt/comfort comic of a moment for moon and y/n in the secret garden au]

[tw:major character death mention, death mention, cancer mention]

it was a rainy day, moon looking out window and sighing, he gets up and walks around, looking at the empty garden, the only other thing in the garden being flowers, grass, and bushes.

suddenly the door opens, its y/n. moon gasps and goes over to them. and asks "i-is he ok...did....did he make it...?". "well....the doctors tried their best...but....with the rot...and all the blood and internals that god rotted....he..." y/n couldn't even finish their sentence.

which shook moon to his core...hes gone...suns gone...he had been fighting for so long, hiding and working against the rot.suns gone...

"n...no..." he shakily says...he didnt wanna beleave it, he couldn't believe it, his own brother is gone. "moon...I'm so sorry" y/n starts "but both sun and the doctors tried and did all they can do". moon shakily sighs and says "I know...i know..." he covers his mouth for a bit before letting out a soft whimper and saying in a broken voice "but...why did it have to be so soon?"

y/n sighs and opens their arms for moon to hug them and moon accepts the offer and hugs y/n tight, sobbing into their shoulder..

"shhh...shhh...im right here...im so so sorry this has happened..." y/n says as he rubs moons back, while moon is just sobbing, wishing that all of this was a bad dream.

after a bit of crying, y/n brings moon over to a couch to sit him down, they then say "sun got you something...well made you something...umm...its a gift". he tilts his head as y/n hands him a box with his name on it. he opens it and inside is a crotchety plush of sun. beautifully crafted and really soft.

"press the chest" y/n says, moon tilts his head again and does what y/n says, in which a sound bit plays, and its suns voice and its him singing rises the moon. "t...that's my favorite song....sun used to sing it me whenever I had a nightmare..." moon says voice shaking.

y/n softly smiles and says "i know the feeling of losing someone to something like cancer...or the rot...but....just know people are there for you..", moon smiles and tears up before hugging y/n and saying "thank you..."

later that rainy day, moon and y/n set out flowers at suns reading spot, to memorialize and remember sun.

[you have read the bad ending]

finally putting out stuff about this au, idk if ima make a lil thing for the good ending but I feel like I should lol

tag: @pasteldragonstuff

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cottondo · 23 days

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BLACK LACE | chapter six

yours truly, but not truly yours

Fizzarolli x reader

i really hope y'all notice

the little dialogue change

the reader has

with robo fizz here (;

lmk if you see it !

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You actually managed to smile a bit at Fizz as he chatted with you while you worked. You knew he couldn't stay around the park too long- - too many fans; though, you got the hint he didn't actually mind the publicity. It took a little bit of you two being in silence for Fizzarolli to get uncomfortable enough to start talking up a conversation with you- - probably because he felt bad.

Fizz sat on the bleachers, eyes following you as your sweeping job was finally finished. It was time to fix up the robo fizz animatronic for its next show.

This was prolly gonna be lil awkward. Especially if it starts talking—

The real Fizzarolli was sitting right here, as if it was all of your fantasies come true, and the only version of him you did get to have (sorta), was broken on a stage.

You take the robot out onto the stage with a toolbox set, and place a hand over the area of the robot to look it over. Exposed wires again at the neck. Damn thing.

"Holy shit! That piece of junk is supposed to be me?" Fizz leans comically forward on the bench, stretching and tilting his head to the side with a grimace.

You turn to look at Fizzarolli curiously, a brow raised slightly. "Yeah. What, you don't think he looks like you?" Your voice was teasing, and Fizzarolli only scrunched up his nose in distaste at the thought. "What the hell's wrong with its neck?"

You take a small step to the side as he meets you at the edge of the stage from the floor. It was subtle, but you noticed his eyes looking over the circus stage briefly before meeting with your face.

"He likes to glitch out allot." You shrug, "I swear he does it on purpose to piss me off, though." As you bend and lift a tool out from the box, you hear footsteps walking up the stage.

""You mean, like, it's actually sentient?" Fizz looked . . confused. Maybe a little curious?

Did he know know how own products?

You stand up straight again and scrunch your face up slightly in confusion. "Yeeah . . ? He pisses me off."

Fizz stares at it, rounding it once in a small stepped circle around the limp robot, putting a hand to his chin in thought. "I guess it's just freaky, looking at that thing so close up."

You found his curiosity a little entertaining. Your lips curl upward to a smile. "Then you really don't wanna see it turned on."

"Pun intended?" He tilts his head with a wavering smile. "Your jests are better than I thought."

With a smirk of your own, he watched you roll your eyes. That wasn't the intention, but you decided to just roll with it if he was laughing.

"Gross."

Your legs crouch down to the floor, and you hold yourself in a low squatting position to look over the exposed wires in the robot's neck. With a lopsided frown, there was a heavy sigh threatening to escape. This stupid project would take you at least two hours to do.

So much for getting done early today.

"Soo . . you do this almost every day?" Fizzarolli looks down to you. "The robot, I mean,"

You get comfortable on your knees, and bring the toolbox closer to your side. As you nod, you look up at him. "Mhm. Fun, right?"

No. It was anything but fun. Especially being tormented by a robot that you once had feelings for.

Fizz had his arms crossed, staring down at you with not much amusement. Safe to say, he thought the same as you. "I don't know, don't you get bored?"

There was that bitter feeling in your chest, again. How'd he know?

"I mean, yeah. Sometimes," your shoulder shrugs, and the way your voice was lighter made it all the more obvious how you really felt. "But it's not all bad. For a while, it was my only way of getting to talk to y—" your eyes widen, and you pause what you'd been doing. Staring at the limp robot in a small shock, you realize that the words just came out before you could even stop them from happening.

Shit shit shit.

Fizz flinched, but you didn't want to look over to see his reaction. It actually felt like you'd been frozen in fear.

You pick up the pliers and focus on the wires again instead. "I mean, like, you know, because nobody else here is cool. It's tiring dealing with parents and their kids all day." Quick recovery, you think to yourself.

"Riiight . ." Fizz looks away awkwardly, and you feel the disappointment in your stomach start to bubble.

You're always fucking up. Why can't you just shut the hell up for once?

"You know, this place actually brings back some memories!" Fizz turns away from you, and walks across the stage. "I was good as a circus performer too, even as a kid." His smile briefly faded, you noticed, but when he turned back to you, it was bright again.

"I'm surprised you aren't some form of jester." He looks you over once. You furrow a brow. "Was that supposed to be a compliment, or are you just making fun of me?" There's a tease in your voice again.

Fizz smirks. "You're actually . . not bad."

You look up at him, sharing the lighthearted smile for a brief moment. There's a fuzziness in you as that compliment starts to sink in.

The wire in your hand sparks, and you yank your hand away quickly with a flinch of pain. Fizz's eyes widen, looking down at the robot's neck. Clearly, you separated the wrong wires. You blame him for distracting you.

"What's happening?" Fizzarolli asks, taking a step closer to your side.

This was hardly new to you, but clearly Fizz thought something about this was dangerous.

You shake off the stinging in your hand, and tilt your head. "It happens all the time. Damn thing always short circuits."

"Y-Your finger!" He was oddly caring right now. Was this actually how Fizz was?

Your eyes glance down to the dozens of burn scars littering your hands. They'd eventually fade over time. It was just one of the many 'perks' of working at Loo Loo Land.

Your finger was bleeding, but you barely even noticed it. "It's fine." Brushing it off was just easier than dwelling on it.

You actually found it a little comical how freaked out he was by all of this. A smile managed to calm him down, seeing as though you were hardly phased by it.

"Just a faulty connection. I didn't solder it right." You give a little wink, and hold up the gun to the wire, fixing the two together. The sparks went away.

"I'll stick to stage work." He sighs out.

"Yeah, it's probably for the best." You giggle up at him.

Fizz walks off the stage, and looks you over briefly. "Look, I gotta get going. But, I'll see you at Ozzie's tonight." His hand sits on his hip, curious and waiting for your answer. "Or at least, I think I will, right?"

You nod, giving him a little smile back. "I'll be there."

•

Your hand grabs Fizz's dressing room doorknob, and twists it to open.

You figured he'd have your costume out and ready for you. But what you didn't expect, was for you to see him in mid make out sesh with . . Ozzie?

"O-Oh god, sorry—" Your eyes widen, and instantly, your heel spins to turn you out of the room.

"Oh! Hey!" Fizzarolli quickly gets off Ozzie's lap, a bright and nervous grin spreading from cheek to cheek, and Asmodeous sits up straight, eyes wide and shocked.

You thought he'd be at home still, since his leg was still broken. It actually . . kinda felt funny seeing Fizzarolli with someone other than, well, you.

"Hah! Uh, y/n! There you are!" Fizz was laughing, and sweating, reaching out a hand to stop you from leaving. You look down at his hand on you, and furrow a brow slightly. "Totally just having a non emotional make out with the boss. What, never seen that before?" His laugh was nervous as hell.

"Not- - not really, no." You frown at him. Asmodeous stands with a crutch, and smiled sheepishly over at you. "So! You're the new demon I've heard about."

Your eyes look up to him- - oh my goodness. He was so intimidating in person. And this was how you got to meet him for the first time!? By breaking up a bang session in the dressing room??

"Yes sir," you smile nervously up at him. "I'm really happy you guys changed your minds about my application."

"I'm sure you'll fit in around here soon. So far, I'm liking what I've been seeing." His smile grew as he headed for the door. His hand gave you a small pat on the shoulder, causing you to smile warmly to yourself. Fizz took a step to the side, allowing room for him to leave.

Your smile brightens up a bit at Ozzie, and suddenly, there was that warm fuzzy feeling again. It almost felt like somebody actually wanted you around. That was new.

"Bye, Fizz." Asmodeous winks, and closes the door behind him, leaving just the two of you in the dressing room now.

Fizzarolli lets out another sheepish chuckle before looking at you. "I'm sure you've seen crazier things,"

Was it wrong to feel jealous? Fizzarolli wasn't yours, and you didn't belong to him. You guessed you couldn't control who he spent his free time with, but it still hurt. Sigh.

"I swear, it's strictly fucking. No strings attached," Fizz raised a hand.

"Okay," you shrug, raising a brow. "Uh, so my costume?" You shake off the lingering feelings.

Fizz claps his hands together in remembrance.

"Right! Got it right here," with his back turning to face you, you take a look over his shoulder to see him pulling out the new stage fit you would be wearing. Cute, as usual.

"Soo, whaddya thiink?" He holds it up, smiling big while presenting it. You force up a smile, but it was still hard to get the idea of him being with somebody else out of your mind. "I like it," it was true, you did think it was cute, but the way it was said made him think otherwise.

"What's wrong with it?" Fizz frowns, letting his arm drop.

"Nothing, I swear." Your smile tries to prove your mind to act otherwise, but it was clear he wasn't buying it. Only thing was, you weren't upset about the dress.

Fizz narrows an eye on you, shoving the dress into your hands. "Alright, if you don't like it, deal with it anyway. It's either this, or leave."

The dress shines against any light, and the sequins are scratchy. "Fizz, I swear, I love it." You roll your eyes at him.

It was useless trying to talk about the real emotion in the room, so you decide to turn away from him and bring the dress with you to the other side of the room. Quickly removing your clothes, you slip on the new dress. It fit snuggly, and you honestly couldn't move too well in it, but it was fine.

"Don't forget you need to get the crowd to rate you a ten tonight." Fizz reminded you of the deal you two made. "Already talked it over with Asmodeous. He said it's a fair deal!"

You better be on your good shit tonight then, though those thoughts are making it really hard to concentrate on anything right now.

"I didn't forget." You walk over to him, standing beside him at the mirror. There's a variety of makeup sitting out on the vanity, so you help yourself to get show ready.

"Y'know, I kinda hope you make it." Fizz bumps your arm as you apply some powder under your eyes. Your eyes blinked as you glance at him in the mirror. "Really?"

Fizz busied himself with collecting the makeup on the counter. "It'd be fun to do some jester comedy again with someone who's circus familiar."

You smile softly over at him, and suddenly, those feelings you've had for him are starting to feel way too real. Are you being a little delusional? Or did it actually seem like he was being nice to you for a reason?

"Better make sure I win then." You bump his arm back.

#helluva fizzarolli #Fizzarolli #fizzarolli x reader #helluva boss

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bluewormonastring · 7 months

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My live reactions to season 2 (episode 1)

SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY KIDS READ AT UR OWN RISK

Holy shit I’m so excited

Oh my god

Oauxbwkxjwhz

LOVE THE BLACK SCREEN W A SHARP CUT TO THE BEACH 10/10

OMG WE GET THE STEDE AND IZZY BEACH SWORD NOW? SO SOON? YOU SPOIL ME OFMD

Omg he’s been stabbed this is for sure a dream sequence

STEDE THATS MURDER EVEN IF ITS JUST IN YOUR HEAD

“You absolute twa….” BEST DYING WORDS EVER ILY IZZY ALWAYS AND FOREVER

THE SLOW RUN TOWARDS EACH OTHER OMG

AND STEDES FACE AND HIS VOICE AND AWW BABY

AWWW THE WAY THEY CRASHED INTO EACH OTHER

“BABE” HA FOWIHXBWNA I WAS NOT PREPARED

“I KNEW YOUD FIND ME LOVE”

“Fuckin love the beard mate”

Oh we’ve started farting lovely

OH MY GOD I WASNT PREPARED FOR HOW ID FEEL WHEN IT CUT TO HIM WITH EVERYONE AWW MY BABIES IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

“Cant be worse than you moaning ‘Ed oh ed’ all night” ILY PETE

Iconic title screen as always

“DEAR ED” AHHHH

SPANISH JACKIE ILY

Instantly taking an interest in the Swede as we knew would happen but still iconic

Ugh I love Leslie jones did I mention I love Leslie jones

Nat looks so scared aww baby

I love wee John being security

And host stede aww baby

I live for black Pete dealing with working in customer service

And all of them tbh

Aww poor buttons he needs his ocean and Livy

I’m ngl for a second I was like “where’s Fred armisen- oh wait”

ITS THE I THINK OF YOU OFTEN LINE YESS

HELLO YES I ADORE IZZY HANDS HE CAN DO NO WRONG IDC WHAT YOU SAY IVE MISSED MY BABY BOY

Ahh the wedding

“Demon? *shakes head* I’m the fucking devil” AHH

Guys were only 6 minutes in and this post is already long as shit so buckle up (if ur actually reading it lmao my ass would be like nope too long”

THERES MY VICO HELLO VICO ILY AND MY JOEL FRY ILY BABIES

Ah yes ye olde put trauma in a box in lock it

Awww fang baby boy someone give him a hug find him Lucius

Omg it’s the “you dumped him” scene

“Did everyone get some cake” because he’s still our precious little angle

HE JUST SNORTED RHINO HORN IS THAT A THING WAS THAT A THING IN HISTORY HUH

NO ITS THIS SCENE I DONT WANNA WATCH MY BABY BE SAD

Yes hello I love Izzy hands I would protect him with my life little baby boy

Vico looks so done w his ass

Someone give my baby a hug

Ily fang

The tears in his eyes during “unhand me” aww Angel

AWW IZZY

CONNOTHAN O NONNATHAN WE LOVE YOU YOU PRECIOUS LITTLE BOY UR ABSOLUTE PERFECTION YOU ANGEL

I love the friendship Jim and that girl have

Oh shit Jackie

“BOO CAKES” JACKIE

Stede honey you’re not intimidating

“I know that guy we had breakfast together” “you’ll be having a lot of breakfastes together” “oh okay 🙂” ily Swede

HIM DOING AN ED IMPRESSION LMAO “could be. Could be mate.”

“You’re my hero” 😞😕🙂😏

Swede bein a cute lil double agent

AWW SWEDE “my time with Jackie has been the happiest of my life. Her love has helped me locate parts of myself I didn’t even know existed and reclaim others that I have long missed” ILY

“Tonight is my turn to perform the husbandly duties”

“That’s another toe” ED YOU STAY AWAY FROM HIM LEAVE MY BABY ALONE

“Who am I to you” aww Izzy Angel baby he’s accepting it OMG “I have love for you Edward” IZZY YOURE SAYING IT OUT LOUD IM SO PROUD OF YOU BUD

IZZY YOU DID NOT JUST SAY TALK IT THROUGH YOU HAD TO HAVE KNOWN THAT WAS A HORRIBLE IDEA

OMG AND THE SHIFT IN THE MUSIC AS SOON AS HE SAID IT

IZZY RUN

RUN MY BABY BOY RUN

“As a crew” OH EDDDDD

ED DONT POINT A GUN AT JIM

OR ANYONE ELSE

THAT INCLUDES YOURSELF EDWARD TEACH BORN ON A BEACH

“They think ya crazy” cackling his face omg

Go taika absolutely slaying this scene

The way the camera is all like jittery is so good

Jim’s like “beard” makes their chin look like… not caved in but idk like it looks like they have a rly bad overbite yk

“Everyone knows why” “I don’t. Enlighten me” “your feelings for stede fucking bon-“ *GUNSHOT* ARE U SHITTING ME EDWARD NO WE DO BOT SHOOT FRIENDS

OH MY GOD HE MADE FRENCHIE FIRST MATE HOLY SHIT

Oh my god Izzy my poor baby Izzy oh my god how dare you hurt my Izzy

LMAO SWEDE

“FUCK THOSE HAMMIES UP” LMAO

There’s like no way there’s actually anything valuable in that chest

WE GOT TO SEE HER TAKE A NOSE FOR THE NOSE JAR YESSS

OH SHIT INDIGO

“Now give me back my blue shit STEVE”

Susan’s hot

DONT HURT SWEDE

Oh good okay we’re cool

I feel like she’s lying tho

But for now we’re cool

AWW FANG

AWW JIM COMFORTING FANG

“WANNA HEAR THE STORY OF THE WOODEN BOY” AWW

Living for vico using they them for the puppet

“DO THE VOICE” AWW

OMG VICO THATS ICONIC

AWW YAY THEYRE LAUGHING NOW THOSE ARE MY BABIES YAY

Living for buttons reuniting with the ocean

Okay roll credits cheers yall see you next episode

#take a shot every time I say aww baby #ofmd #ofmd s2 #our flag means death #ofmd season 2 #our flag means death season 2 #ofmd s2 spoilers

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zibiscusloon · 2 years

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Finally finished all the new episodes! Therefore I’m screaming all my thoughts at you guys cause I’m a dumb mess and you guys are the only people who tolerate my gibberish!

Jailbroken

-Oh my poor sweet idiots..

-oh lord they’re trying to escape-

-Let them out of the gay baby jail box! They’ve done nothing wrong! >:(

-I will continue to argue the absurdity of Inkwell Isles justice system. Cupsy & Mugsy steal cookies: jail time. Saltbaker attempts three counts of murder: community service-

-Mugman would make the best of prison-

-Miss Cyclops my beloved 💕

-Mugsy immediately being down to get out when he saw Cuphead get upset was genuinely wholesome 💕 (the two fight a lot this season so I treasure every wholesome moment-)

-They’re happy to be grounded akajshsj lmao-

Charmed and Dangerous

-Boys you ain’t getting those cookies sweeties stop trying

-Chalice! 💛💛💛

-Of course she has a mob after her

-She continues to a master of manipulation. Good for her.

-the Goat-

-they fucking stole his car-

-Hilda!! 💕💕

-Aaaandd they crashed-

-Oh hey! The mob! :D wait that’s bad-

-“Remember when I said I was lying about the angry mob? Well, the funny thing is, I was lying about lying about the angry mob!”

-“And it’s true. Chalice is a lying grifting friend-abandoning thief who-“ well damn Mugsy go off I guess-

-Boo! 👻

A High Seas Adventure!

-This is probably one of my favorites-

-BOYS PUT THOSE SWORDS DOWN OH LORD-

-Brineybeard! :D my favorite simp!

-Y’all are sleeping on “Sweets for me Sweet”, it’s genuinely catchy-

-I strive to be that parrot, sassy lil shit-

-💕💕CALA MARIA 💕💕

-He’s so in love-

-“Cala Marrrria!! Hiiiiii!!”

-“You talk to much.” Her.. her voice 😳

-THEY BROKE HIS FUCKING LEGS-

-Yes! Slay Queen! We live a girl loving being an absolute monster!

-Same Mugsy-

-Briney is respectful and I feel everyone forgets that. Won’t call Cala anything she doesn’t wanna be called.

-Overall I was a huge Calabeard shipper back in like 2017 so this episode really made me happy-

-Mugsy’s a real pirate 💕🥹

Another Brother

-How the hell do they get into town now that I think about it- there’s a hug ass cliff there-

-Protective Mugsy-

-Ew Bowlboy-

-Boys please get along once this season-

-“Chess?!! Without helmets???!!!”

-He.. he wants to.. be.. Cuphead. Stay away from my boy you lil shit-

-Anddd goodbye Bowlboy! You creepy lil shit! (affectionate & derogatory)

Sweet Temptation

-And Cuphead knows no self restraint. Who’s really shocked.

-Mugsy how the hell is your Candy not expired. Also who the fuck eats candy like that-

-Cupsy got the boot 😔

-Hey! Sugarland!

-*gasp* BARONESS!! 💕💕

-She’s cursed? Can we get more of her lord please-

-Lmao Cupsy knows what’s up- I’m genuinely shocked he had enough common sense to know the classic lured to eat candy by some lady who wants to eat me routine-

-Gee. Wonder when these two specific rules will be broken.

-And they’re immediately broken.

-Oh lord she really is deranged-

-My lil gummy and ginger boys 🥺 oh lord don’t eat them-

-Whippet Creampup is genuinely scary what the hell-

-KETTLE NO-

The I Scream Man

-Mugsy faking sick- ..I can’t say shit I’ve done it before.

-“Errands!!” :D

-My boy wants to be a pirate so bad it’s so cute-

-Calamug shippers y’all are winning this episode with his lil crush. Not my cup of tea but good for y’all. ☺️

-Ice Cream Man- (derogatory)

-Imma be honest and say I honestly thought he was Bowlboy disguised to torment Mugman. He has Bowlboy vibes.

-MUGSY PUT THE CONE DOWN-

-Don’t throw sprinkles in my boy’s eyes!! >:v

-Aaaannnd reading ruined.

-DON’T YOU RUN MY BOY OVER- >:V

-His stupid ass hat-

-.. He spoiled the book. KILL HIM-

-Feral Mugman is best Mugman.

Piano Lesson

-Look at my baby 🥹 living his dream- oh it is a dream. Oh.

-My grandpa always sings this old song about crawdads and I may have hummed it the entirety of the episode because they kept showing up-

-Hey Ludwig! He’s an NPC guy! :)

-Bitch how is you’re limo that long-

-Moogman

-My baby is trying his best ok-

-As a former piano student. Yes Mugman. That instrument is actual hell ti get to sound right.

-Hey! Look at Cupsy! My boy doing great- 🥰 MUGMAN NO-

-“What have I told you about using my hedge trimmer’s to mutilate your brother?”

-And more unhinged Mugman-

-Ludwig! You dirty thief! >:V

-Oh lord and he’s fucking dead-

-That moment at the end was genuinely cute-

Release the Demons!

-My other favorite episode 💕

-Honestly I feel Devil on the anger issues- same dude- same-

-Henchman is trying his best-

-“And of course! He couldn’t name twinkle twinkle little star!!!!-“

-And.. they’re all dead-

-Lil baby Cuphead & Mugman- 🥺🥺🥹🥹🥹

-Their lil coats are so cute-

-💕DICE!!💕

-“And then he had this ..sweater! And it was invisible, and impenetrable, and dumb-“

-Dice Henchman friendship?-

-Hey! I like the funny lil round boy! Hope nothing bad happens to him! (I was soon to be wrong-)

-I love how the gate to Hell is just.. there. Anyone in Inkwell Isles can just go through it.

-Dice you gotta get in your work to!

-And he’s a smooth talker like always

-Have I mentioned how cute Cuphead & Mugman are this episode?

-NOOOO!! LIL ROUND BOY!! DICE WHY-

-Devil in a towel Devil in a towel Devil in

-The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?!- 👀

-annndd they want pie.

-Cuphead is (legally) free!! :D (Devil clearly doesn’t care but I’m still happy for my boy)

-Stickler you bold lil shit-

-I’ve actually been wondering if the sweater affected all demons or just the Devil. So this answers my question.

-This episode exists to ruin Devil’s day.

Dead Broke

-Chalice! 💛 my favorite spooky girl!

-ICE CREAM MAN- (double derogatory)

-This plan actually completely works on paper. Just saying.

-Sally Stageplay!! :D she’s rocking her outfit can I just say- slay Queen!

-“Do you have any idea what’s it like to be stuck in the same house as your sibling, day in and day out?” “Yep.” Felt that-

-Feel this is supposed to be a reference to how Chalice kept getting kidnapped by ghosts in the game.

-NO!! MY BABIES ICE CREAM MONEY-

Rat’s All Folks!

-Well damn Elder Kettle what that fly ever do to you-

-Aw they’re making him a cake (oh. It’s so he’ll do something for them. Seems about right.)

-Werner Werman!! The bastard! :D

-“We don’t know that’s how he got in.” “That’s how I got in.”

-Cheeky bastard-

-He ate the cake!! >:V damnit-

-Stop torturing my boys please-

Say Cheese

-Another fight

-AMUSEMENT PARK- MOVIES- AMUSEMENT PARK- MOVIES- AMUSEMENT PARK- MOV-

-Look at them in their dumb lil suits-

-Kettle’s dark origin story-

-OH LORD WHERE’D HE GET A FLAMETHROWER- (He just.. has that in the back of his truck??)

-Guess it’s bully Elder Kettle hours

-Mugman who’s side are you on-

-Kettle put the golf club down-

-I like that bee cop lady-

-Oh my gosh they’re still wanted-

-Shouldn’t the statue of limitation on Kettle’s charges be up?? I don’t know the statue on limitation on arson but he did that in his youth and he’s an ol grandpa now-

-Yeah! Family mugshots! :D

Lost in the Woods

-This whole episode is just the grasshopper and the ant in some way

-Don’t split up- annnddd they split.

-Cupsy just get bullied by wildlife for 14 minutes

-Lil feral Cuphead lil lil feral Cuphead lil fer-

-How the hell did he- Mugsy you should go into real estate! Look how quick you made that cabin!

-Mugsy tries to kill Cuphead this season: Part 2!

-Cuphead’s such a lil gremlin this episode-

The Devil’s Pitchfok

-My other favorite episode! (That also hurts me-)

-It’s a beautiful day in Inkwell Hell! *distant screaming*

-Devil is such a pathetic lil cat man- feel that-

-The writer is- audacious- I mean go off dude write an article dissing the fucking Devil-

-He deserves to have fun! :D burn that city down!

-Mugsy is just the type of older brother who unknowingly embarrasses you-

-Devil & Henchman getting all giddy about Devil’s work is genuinely so wholesome-

-De-Dev you forgot something- andddd he’s gone. This won’t go horribly wrong.

-And they found it- oh lord now there’s fire-

-Mugsy, sweetie, never change.

-Think they’ve just killed people with pasta

-He made Mount Mugmore! 🥹 That’s so cute- oh hi Devil.

-Mugsy & Cupsy bully Devil, part.. uh.. lost track at this point.

-“Goodbye to Cuphead.”

-NOOOOOOOOO!!

-Dude the fucking guilt on his face-

-NOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

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sri-rachaa · 2 years

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Lovely and Lasko meeting eachother informally for the first time

TW: Smoking, both of them have a nicotine addiction in this

Sensory. Over. Load.

Lovely was almost in awe over the sheer amount of people could even fit in one venue. It was flooding to the brim full of elementals, energetics, shifters, dream walkers- you name it and it’s not a feeder race, it was probably in this room. 

They quickly grew overwhelmed from the busy state of the crammed room, unconsciously weaving in between the people and making their way to the rear door that leads into the alleyway. After a few awkward shimmy’s and even more awkward ‘’Excuse me’s”- Lovely finally made their way to the door and felt the chill of the night air hit them; all the noises and voices silencing with the click of the door closing behind them.

They stood there silently for a moment, just bathing in the feeling of silence for a moment- until the familiar scent of cigarette smoke hit them. 

They looked over their shoulder to slim man leaning against the wall about a dozen feet away, cigarette in hand-

Wait a minute. That looks like-

“Professor Moore?”

Lovely watched as his head shot up in response to his name, panicked expression and all- almost fumbling and losing his balance.

Yeah, that’s Moore alright

“O-Oh! Hey! Wh- What are you doing out here? Shouldn’t you be i-inside? I-I mean there’s several job searchers, there’s a lot of opportunities to get some ties with people in there- Not saying you need ties with people to get opportunities, there’s a ton of opportunities you can get on your own-“

“Professor Moore.” They cut off his tangent.

He flushed slightly.  “Y-yes?”

Lovely motioned to the cigarette in his hand. 

“O-oh!” Lasko spat out “This- this is just a very bad habit I-I-“

“Could I get one, if you have an extra?”

Lovely gave him a slight smile.

“Uhm-uh…yeah, yeah you can have one”

His hand flew to his overcoats interior pocket, pulling out the cigarette box.

American Spirits.

Lovely fought the urge to mutter Hippie under their breath.

Lasko’s arm extended out, putting the open box in arms reach. Lovely gently took one out, bringing their own lighter out of their pocket in a cohesive motion; bringing it in between their lips, cupping the air above it as they lit it.

Lasko stared as they blew the smoke to their side.

“So” Lovely started, breaking Lasko out of his trance- “not a people person either, it looks like?

Lasko awkwardly chuckled.

“No-“ his throat bobbed as he choked out the word- “Not even in the slightest.”

Lovely nodded their head “Yeah- me neither. I mean, if there’s gonna be *that* many people- get a bigger venue.” 

“Y-yeah,” Lasko started, “O-or just break it up into different times.”

“Thank you,” Lovely exhaled, “At least one faculty member has some sort of common sense.” 

He smiled slightly at the compliment.

They continued to stand there together, both occasionally drawing a puff from their cigarettes- trading lines of complaining banter to one another over the unorganized mess that was this “Job fair”; sharing a few laughs at stray comments.

“Yknow” Lovely intervened, “There’s a cute retro lil coffee places down the street. Not in the creepy ‘this is gonna be a date between a professor and his student’ way, but do you wanna go?” 

Lasko smiled. 

“Yeah, I’d love to! As long as you’re ok with it.”

“Cool. Just turn right up there n it should be right around the corner. You first, Moore-“

“Oh- Lasko. Lasko’s just fine, you don’t need to call me by my last name”

Lovely shrugged, smirking. “Alright, Lasko-“they paused to take the last drag from their cigarette, putting it out on the concrete ground and throwing it into the ashtray behind them. “Shall we?”

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted Lovely #redacted lasko #Theres something about Lovely being affiliated with the damn group that just warms my heat #HEART #I need it <33 #rae attempting to write the musical the series #my writing tag #:3 #also I did not proof read this #so I apologize if the English ain’t Englishing

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