#all in all v v good season they deserve to be able to do more!!!

[cheriladycl01]

Baby, can you call me back? I miss you... its so lonely in our mansion - Lewis Hamilton x Model! Reader

Plot: You are the 'IT GIRL' of celebrities right now. Dating older F1 driver cooks up a storm.

Warnings: Age Gap, Established relationship, Smut (Consisting off Unprotected Sex, Fingering, P In V etc.) Minors Do Not Interact 18+

Credit to alexalbongf for the GIF

You were currently waiting for Lewis to come home, it was the Monaco GP and you'd left early during his debrief as you were sporting a slight headache from all the excitement.

He knew you'd be there and he knew you were waiting for him. You were sort of a current century IT girl.

That happens when you are on the cover of vouge and in big blockbuster movies alongside modelling for Versace and other big brands that wanted your name.

You were all the talk in the media for the past few years, especially where you were dating Lewis Hamilton. He was 10 year older than you, but he treated you well. Even though you were 23 when you and Lewis started dating, people still seemed to treat you like you were made of glass. Yes, that was probably more to your high profile status and the fact that you're in the public eye.

Lewis treated you like an adult and you loved it, he wasn't in the relationship for publicity or just for a quick time. He had met you at exclusive party that you happened to be at as well as some of the 2018 F1 drivers.

Now in the middle of 2024 and Mercedes had a rocketship for a car, Lewis was on track for winning his 8th World Champion, you and Lewis had been together for 7 years now and what an interesting 7 years it had been. You'd been there for him winning 3 of his championships, seeing him get robbed of his 8th and then have a shit car for the next two seasons while Red Bull seem to be in a horrible sort of domination.

He'd won in Monaco today sharing a Podium with Lando Norris, who was actually his biggest competition this year. Mclaren came out on top, right now it was Mercedes Mclaren and Ferrari dancing around each other and then Red Bull who focused on their 2025 car too early and didn't do enough work with the 2024 car.

The door to the home opens and in walks your beautiful husband.

"How's my race winner" you smile at him, walking over to him slowly. He hangs the keys up to his car on the hook before his hands wrap around your waist pulling you into a hug. He nuzzles his face into your neck, his arms travelling up to stroke your soft hair, running down to the side of your face to hold your face steadily in his hand.

"I haven't stopped thinking about you all day!" he offers, pushing your hair back behind your ear before leaning in, kissing you softly.

"You were thinking about me when you were racing?" you ask with a smirk, stepping closer into him so your arms are able to hold his upper arms, helping you lean up to place a soft, yet sensual kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm always thinking about you baby" he mumbles looking you up and down.

"Well, I think my World Champion deserves a reward!" you smile, grinning at him.

"Mmmmm what kind of reward, I can think of 20 things I'd settle for right now" he admits biting his lip.

"Well, I don't know about you but your fav vegan dish is in the oven. I can run you a nice hot bath and give you a massage, or we can take Rossi on a walk, or we can watch a movie and cuddle.." you say leaning closer into him.

"Hmmmmm, that all sounds very good. But first i want you!" he says pulling into you. He pulls you up so your legs are wrapped around his waist and your arms around around the back of his head. He holds you up while pulling you into a kiss.

He walks you into the bedroom and places you down on the bed, making you bounce into the plush duvet and cushions. You lean up and you elbows moving back a little while Lewis crawls on top of you.

"Such a pretty baby!" he says, as he reaches round the back to unzip the black silk dress you were wearing. He tugs it down, throwing it onto the bedroom floor, a groan coming from him as he sees the matching black set that was on underneath.

He couldn't help but think that you'd been looking that delectable all day, and it didn't help and wouldn't help any future thoughts of what you wore on race days.

"God, Y/N!"

"Lew, come on" you groan, as his hands run up and down the curves of your body. Eventually his fingers work their way around your underwear, while his other hand goes behind you arching back to undo your bra. He skillfully undid it with the one hand while his other focused on your clit.

Your thighs squeezed together in anticipation as you feel his finger on your clit speed up. A gasp comes from you and your hand reaches down to hold his wrist.

"Lewis, i need you please!" you groan as his mouth encases around your left nipple and starting to suck and bite at it leaving hickies along the curve of your breast.

You feel movement on the bed, you look down to see him grinding against the mattress.

"Come here..." you moan and he crawls up the bed. His hand doesn't leave, going the step further and pushing one finger in. You reach down palming him through his trousers.

"Fuck baby, just like that" he groans adding another finger while leaning into your neck and kissing up and along it.

"Just take those pants off" you moan, looking up at him. He shakes his head, adding a third finger going faster.

"You gotta cum for first darling" he breathes out, you gasp watching him closely.

Lewis always put your pleasure first, that was one of the highlights of your relationship is that he always wanted you happy and content, as he would say that it made him happy and content.

He lived by the happy wife happy life memo religiously.

You feel that familiar coil built up and with the way you start moving Lewis speeds up knowing that your close.

"Lewis, Lewis fuck" you gasp as that sensation is released. You breathing slows as you come down.

"Okay, my turn" you say sitting up on your knees, squishing your thighs together.

"I can't wait, for that baby. Gotta be in you now!" he whimpers. He pulls you up so that your against the headboard, he lays you down before positioning himself above you.

He sinks all the way in, the both of you moaning and groaning as you feel every inch of him inside of you. Each ridge, every edge you can feel against your walls as you push further against him to get him deeper. He bottoms out with a sigh of happiness partially collapsing against you.

"I love you Lew, and im so thankful I'm yours" you admit with a gasp as he starts moving back and forth, the thrusts making lewd noises as he grips your hips.

"Say it again!" he exclaims looking at you in the eyes, one of his hands moving from your hip up to your cheek.

"I'm yours Lew, all yours!" you moan arching up into him and clenching.

"I love you so much darling. Fuck" he moans, nipping and biting against your collarbone as he starts to thrust quicker into you. Your own grip tightens on him as that same feeling from earlier resurfaces but more violent.

Your eyes screw shut, the moans coming from you mouth is like music into Lewis' ears. He wishes he could have it as his ringtone, or playing to him before a race. Even during a race, that for sure would make him finish a race quicker knowing he could see you quicker and stuff you full.

"Baby I'm gonna cum" he groans right into your ear making you twitch and attempt to thrust up into him. He holds you still putting pressure on your stomach making you gasp loudly and try to sit up.

"Cum baby, cum in me" you cry, tears start to stream down your face.

"Oh fuck baby" you cry and clench hard round him as he hits that spongey spot that just feels so good. You release with a whine and head thrown back, while Lewis follows helping you both ride out your high.

He collapses on top of you staying sunk inside of you. He kisses you, whispering stuff to you about what he loves, making little plaits in your hair as he goes.

Maybe waiting for Lewis in your mansion wasn't so bad after all.

A/N: This is my first smut on this account, so it will get better when i know what i feel comfortable putting out there!

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[misshoneyimhome]

“You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.” with the inexperienced reader if possible please

Oh babe, it's always possible! 🤍

So sorry for the delay with this chapter though, but I really wanted to make sure it was worth the wait 🌺 The plot for this one was mainly inspired by this request with a little bit of added spice from this one - and I just hope you all enjoy it 🤍

Though it did end up being a bit more intense than I planned, I also figured stirring up some real emotions would be alright? 😉🔥

So, this chapter's got quite some Dom!Willy vibes, pushing some boundaries with the reader - but please note it's supposed to be all in a sexual/romantic way, nothing crazy like Stockholm Syndrome 🙈 [soft!Willy at the end]

Warnings; smut 18+; use of sex toy (Magic Wand), unpleasurable overstimulation, orgasm denial, dominant play, use of safe word, penetrative sex (p in v), pinning, mild choking, cumshot; please, let me know if I missed anything;

Word count; 6.6K

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All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you pt IX I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️🔥

As Sunday arrived, the exhaustion from the whirlwind of activities over the past few days weighed heavily on both you and your boyfriend, William Nylander. 

Despite the exhilarating moments and the playful bet that had led to some unforgettable bedroom actions, the weariness was undeniable. The All-Star event had been a thrilling deviation from the routine of the hockey season, but now, as the day unfolded lazily before you, there was a palpable sense of relief in simply being able to rest.

And as you slowly awakened from your slumber, you couldn’t help but admire William still deeply asleep beside you. 

However, with the dogs eagerly nudging you, signalling their need for a walk, you made the decision to let him enjoy a well-deserved lie-in. Gently slipping out of bed, you tiptoed around the room, careful not to disturb his peaceful rest. Then after putting on some comfortable clothes, you met the crisp morning air, as you leashed up the dogs, relishing in the tranquillity of the early hours.

You savoured the morning of February, accompanied by Pablo and Banksy, relishing the quietude of the nearly deserted city streets, while the few early risers walking their dogs received your friendly greetings as you passed by.

And upon reaching one of your favourite bakeries, you decided to indulge yourself and William with some of their finest pastries. You believed both of you deserved this treat, since William's weekend had been filled with excitement and joy, while you had been a mere spectator on the side lines. Plus, considering the activities from last night, you likely had already burned enough calories.

Yet, as you admired the delectable treats displayed in the window, a sudden wave of nausea washed over you, as though you were in the presence of something unsettling and dangerous. Instinctively, you turned to investigate the cause of your discomfort, only to be startled by the sight of a familiar face you had never expected to encounter in this part of the city – your ex-boyfriend, Liam.

The air thickened between you, punctuated by a soft gasp escaping your lips as your gaze locked with his.

He appeared infuriatingly good-looking. His trademark smirk graced his pink lips, his hair flawlessly styled into a quiff, and his posture radiated confidence. Clad in his usual casual attire, topped with a denim jacket, which seemed out of place for the current weather, he flashed you a knowing smile before breaking the silence.

"Hey, y/n," Liam's voice was as low and rough as you remembered.

"Hey..." you responded tersely, guarding against revealing too much emotion. Your heart fluttered uncomfortably, torn between lingering hurt and the newfound confidence from your current relationship.

"You look good," he offered a compliment, one you didn't particularly need from him.

"Thanks... What are you doing here?" you asked, a hint of timidity in your voice.

Liam shrugged nonchalantly. "Just out for a stroll."

"Out for a stroll? You don't even live nearby..." you raised an eyebrow, puzzled by his sudden appearance in your life once again.

"And that means I can never come around this area?" he retorted with a sarcastic chuckle.

You found yourself hesitating, uncertain of how to navigate the interaction. "I suppose it doesn't," you replied, mustering a friendly smile before a brief silence settled between you. "Anyway, I, um... I better get going..."

"Wait... I, um," he interrupted suddenly. "It's nice to see you again."

"Yeah... um, thanks," you replied, feeling unsure how to reciprocate. However, as you stood in the middle of the pavement, your feet didn’t seem to move the way you wanted them to, as if his presence held you back.

"So, you got dogs?" Liam attempted to keep the conversation going, diverting his gaze toward the two doodles by your legs.

"Oh, well... they're not mine – I mean, they're mine to walk, but not... they don't belong to me..." you stumbled over your words, feeling unsettled by the effect he still seemed to have on you. Which annoyed you beyond anything. You were in a committed, happy relationship, yet he somehow retained a magnetic hold over you.

"Right... your new boyfriend – the hockey player..." Liam snorted, his disapproval evident. However, his opinion held no weight in comparison to your feelings for William. Liam's thoughts on your relationship were inconsequential to you, yet you couldn't deny the slight satisfaction of being complimented and knowing he still harboured feelings for you.

"Yeah, the hockey player..." you replied with a small confident smirk. "Who, by the way, doesn't appreciate your comments on my Instagram posts," you pointed out, earning another chuckle from Liam.

"Oh, yeah... damn, I'm sorry about that. I don't know what came over me," he said casually, as if it meant nothing to him.

"It's alright, just please don’t do it again," you said, feeling more relaxed.

"Why not?" Liam grinned. "I might not win you back like that, but it's worth a shot..."

"What? Liam, you shouldn't even be trying at all..." you exclaimed in slight disbelief.

"Because you have a boyfriend?" he chuckled once more. "Come on, y/n, some overly arrogant hockey player doesn’t deserve you... just because he's rich and famous doesn't make him a good boyfriend..."

"Like you were?" you retorted promptly. "All you did was flirt with other girls... even when I was around!" Your voice unintentionally rose a notch, and you felt a momentary flush of embarrassment at arguing with your ex in the middle of the Toronto streets.

"I know... I know, y/n... but I've learned from it now – I'm not the same," Liam defended, taking a small step closer, still wearing that confident smile that could once weaken you in an instant.

Feeling the need to create some distance, you took a small step back, not allowing Liam to get too close with his captivating gaze and charming grin.

"Well, it's too late, Liam – I'm in love with someone else, and you lost the breakup," you replied firmly, gripping the dogs' leashes tightly. And with determination, you swiftly turned on your heels and walked away at a brisk pace, not daring to look back.

And as you hurried back to the apartment, you almost held your breath, feeling a sense of relief wash over you when you finally reached the safety of the elevator. Leaning against the wall, you let out a deep sigh. "Shit..." you mumbled softly to yourself.

It surprised you how Liam could still stir up such emotions within you. You hadn't thought about him in months, believing you were completely over him ever since you walked away. Yet, it seemed the ghosts of the past had a way of haunting you.

And upon your return to the condo, Pablo and Banksy rushed eagerly to the kitchen, where they greeted William with boundless excitement.

"Hey boys," William's voice greeted warmly while you were taking a deep breath and shedding your coat and shoes before joining him. "Hey babe," he continued, his eyes lighting up as they met yours, standing in the kitchen, dressed in a loose t-shirt and shorts. "Did you go for a long walk?"

Apparently, time had slipped by faster than you had realised, the encounter with your ex causing you to lose track on your way back.

"Um, yeah... I couldn't really decide on what to get for breakfast," you replied with a soft chuckle, opting not to mention the brief encounter with Liam, knowing it would likely put William in a sour mood – something you wanted to avoid on a day like today.

"So, what did you buy?" William chuckled, noticing you didn't have any bags with you.

"Oh," you realised Liam's unexpected presence had prevented you from buying the treats you had intended to. Then thinking quickly, you came up with an alternative plan. "Um, I just thought we could make pancakes instead."

"Great idea, älskling," your boyfriend replied with a content smile, pulling you in for a kiss.

And as the morning developed into a relaxing day spent together on the sofa, watching movies, and taking naps with the dogs, the encounter with Liam slowly faded from your mind. Wrapped up in the comfort of William's presence, it seemed insignificant compared to the warmth and love you shared.

**

Monday unfolded like any other day in your new, not-so-ordinary lifestyle. After getting up, dressed, and bidding farewell to William as he headed out for morning skates, you embarked on your usual routine of walking the dogs before heading to work.

Throughout the day, amidst your tasks, you received loving texts from William, peppered with updates between workouts and media work, creating a comforting thread of connection despite the distance.

And upon returning home, you found yourself assisting him in selecting his attire for the evening's match.

"How about a black suit with a grey shirt?" you suggested, laying out the options on the bed.

"I thought you liked the green one best," he chuckled, emerging from the bathroom clad only in his boxers.

"Well, babe, I like you best naked, but I don't think it’d be appropriate for you to walk in like that," you teased, flashing him a flirtatious smile as he wrapped his muscular arms around you form behind.

"Mmm," he hummed, nuzzling into your hair. "I guess not... wouldn't want you to get all jealous again," his confident chuckle filled the room.

"Me, jealous? Willy, I think we both know you were the jealous one this weekend," you retorted playfully, sharing a light chuckle with him.

"Oh, like you weren't when I walked the carpet," William teased, his arms still wrapped around you.

Then turning in his embrace, you looked up at him, slipping your arms around his neck. "Hmm, maybe a little bit..." you admitted with a cheeky smile.

"Don't worry, älskling, I'm all yours," he reassured softly, leaning down to kiss your lips.

And as your mouths melded in a passionate embrace, you found yourself leaning into the moment, the words 'I'm yours' echoing in your mind. 

However, as if out of nowhere, thoughts of Liam from yesterday suddenly intruded, and you had to do your best to push them away, focusing on the closeness of William. Which had you unintentionally pulling him closer and deepening the kiss, letting your tongue press between his lips, and taste him.

Then gently pulling back to catch his breath, William's heavy breathing hinted at his growing arousal.

"Easy, prinsessa, I don't think we have the time," he murmured, his hands tightening around you in response to your intense kiss.

"I know, I just... you just look so fucking good," you smiled up at him, ignoring any intrusive thoughts. "Especially now that your beard is coming back, so you don't look like a teenager anymore."

William couldn’t help but chuckle at your dislike for his shaved face. "Yeah, you like that, huh?"

"Mmm, makes you almost manly," you grinned.

"Only almost?" he raised an eyebrow, gently pushing you back until the back of your legs hit the bed. "Maybe I should remind you just how manly I can be?"

"Didn't think we had the time?" you smirked back.

"Oh, I always have time for you, baby," William replied with a smirk of his own, pushing you down onto the bed, where his lips fiercely crashed onto yours once more. 

It was one of those moments where you remembered why William was always late to things – besides his usual tardiness. Sensually moving his lips from yours, he trailed kisses down your jawline and onto the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving a mark with gentle nips and sucks.

"Willy," you moaned softly, almost surrendering to his touch.

"Mmm," he murmured against your skin, his hands exploring the contours of your body, teasingly massaging your breasts before trailing down to grasp your buttocks and give them a firm squeeze.

"You really don't have time for this..." you breathed out, torn between the desire to indulge in the pleasure of each other's bodies and the practicality of the impending schedule.

"But I'm already hard, babe," he chuckled, pulling back slightly to give you a cheeky smirk.

"Well, then I guess you'll have to think about something else before you walk in and have photos taken," you laughed softly, planting a gentle kiss on his lips before reclining on the bed, settling in to watch him get ready.

"You're a fucking tease, did you know that?" William grinned as he stood up, adjusting himself before grabbing his trousers.

"Oh, I know..." you replied with a smug look, your eyes following his every movement.

"Hmm, maybe I'll have to punish you later for teasing me like that?" William suggested, leaning over to kiss you again before buttoning up his shirt.

"I'm afraid you'll have to," you simply replied with a playful smirk.

It was another moment that reminded you of just how much you loved William Nylander. The way he could ignite passion with a single touch, yet also share heartfelt laughter and playful banter. It was undeniably the most wonderful relationship you had ever experienced.

And with a mischievous smile, you couldn't resist sending William a 'good luck' lingerie photo as he left for tonight's game. It was a playful gesture, a small reminder of your affection and support, before you would join him later after the game for some post-match celebration.

**

However, as the game unfolded, it became clear that it wouldn't be the greatest outcome for the Leafs. Despite their best efforts, the Islanders managed to secure a narrow victory with a final score of 3-2 by none other than Pierre Engvall, leaving a sense of disappointment hanging heavy in the locker room.

And as the players regrouped, their heads hung low processing the loss. While they knew they had fought hard, the bitterness of defeat still lingered. 

Meanwhile, outside the locker room, the partners and friends of the team waited patiently, discussing how to support their significant others through this tough moment.

You knew William wouldn't be in the best mood, but you also recognised that you were fortunate to have a partner who could brush off losses and bounce back rather easily. Maria Samsonov, on the other hand, had a different experience. Sammy had a tendency to always blame himself when the team lost—a burden that he had carried for some time. Yet, you also understood that this was typical for goaltenders, and with the support and encouragement from the team, he would be alright in due time.

So, as the hallways gradually emptied out, you then found yourself engaged in light chatter with some of the players and their significant others with William by your side. It was heartening to hear the boys laughing despite the loss, and it seemed they were already focusing on the next game.

With William's arm securely around your waist, you shared a moment of camaraderie and warmth among friends. Everything felt just right, and you savoured the sense of contentment that washed over you.

However, amidst the happy laughter and conversation, you suddenly felt a pair of eyes boring into you from a distance, sending an uncomfortable shiver down your spine. And when Stephanie's uneasy glance hinted that something was amiss, it prompted you to turn and confront whatever was causing the discomfort.

Your stomach churned as you again laid eyes on the familiar face standing in the hallway of the Toronto Maple Leafs, a place he certainly didn't belong.

"Liam," you breathed out, instinctively taking a step away from your group of friends and out of William’s embrace. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Your voice was low but firm, your eyes wide with shock and disbelief, as you crossed your arms, posing in front of him.

Standing there with his trademark confident grin and hands in his pockets, Liam simply chuckled. "Why do you always have to dictate where I can and cannot be?"

His voice grated on your nerves, and you couldn't hide the discomfort his presence evoked in you.

"Because this is not a place you should be... you have no business here..." you attempted to explain, but Liam only took a step forward, maintaining his smug expression.

"Well, I have every right to be a Leafs fan, right?" he chuckled deeply. "And as a fan, I can buy a ticket, which gives me access to the arena."

It was a feeble justification, you thought, but you knew he technically had a point.

"That doesn't explain why you're here, by the players' locker room," you added, trying to assert your boundaries.

But Liam just simply continued to hold his gaze on you, as if it was a challenge. Yet you remained composed, meeting his stare without flinching.

"I had to see you again..." he spoke softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

You felt a surge of conflicting emotions – anger, frustration, and fear. One thing was encountering him in public on the street, but having him show up here, in your territory, was another matter entirely.

However, as the tension between you was palpable, it again left you frozen and almost unable to react.

"But I don't want to see you..." you finally managed to speak; your voice barely audible as you let out a sigh. You didn't want to waste any more energy being angry with Liam. He didn't deserve the emotional turmoil he caused you.

And just as Liam was about to respond, William approached, his eyes fixed firmly on the man before you. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close – a clear message asserting his dominance and showing Liam that you were no longer available to him.

"Are you alright, babe?" William's voice cut through the tension, his gaze fixed on Liam, though the question was directed at you.

Finally breaking away from Liam's stare, you subtly shifted in William's arm, feeling a sense of relief and security with him by your side.

"Yeah, I'm alright.”

Despite your reassurance, the atmosphere in the hallway remained thick with tension as more players gathered behind you, their presence adding to the pressure mounting on your ex-boyfriend.

Yet Liam persisted in speaking to you, his words dripping with a mix of bitterness and arrogance. "It's good to see that you're happy, y/n/n... although your friends seem more like protective bulldogs."

"Well, maybe she wouldn't need them if you weren't here," William retorted, his grip around your waist tightening as he channelled his irritation.

Liam's untimely appearance had chosen the worst possible moment after a loss against the Islanders, and you could feel William's lingering disappointment from the game only fuelling his temper.

"Or maybe I could just have a nice talk with my ex-girlfriend without you here," Liam challenged William, his tone laced with defiance. It was clear that this confrontation was slowly escalating, and you feared it wouldn't end well, especially when Liam continued with his provocation, his eyes fixed in you. "Guess I shouldn't have let you go so easily yesterday; it was so much easier to talk to you alone.”

The tension in the air thickened more if even possible, and you braced yourself for what was to come, knowing that this encounter was far from over. 

“You talked yesterday?” William inquired, turning briefly to you with frowned eyes, earning a small nod from you.

“Yes, so don’t worry, she’s much capable of talking without you around,” Liam replied, a way too comfortable smirk curving on his lips.

However, as William's question still hung in the air, a wave of unease washed over you. And Liam's smug response only intensified the tension, which made you sure you had to act before things escalated further.

But before you could intervene, William's temper erupted. "How about you just stay the hell away from her!" he sudden shouted, his frustration boiling over, and unable to contain his emotions. 

"I think she can speak for herself!" Liam shot back; his tone defiant as he maintained his arrogant smirk. "She doesn't need you to protect her."

And that had William's anger reaching its breaking point, causing him to abruptly remove his arm from around you, shoving Liam in the chest. "As long as you're here, she does!" he retorted, his voice laced with fury.

Then Liam retaliated, pushing back, but before the situation could escalate further, the other players swiftly intervened. Tavares restrained Liam while Mitch and Auston held William back, preventing what could have devolved into a physical altercation.

"It's time for you to leave now," the captain spoke firmly to Liam, who begrudgingly adjusted his jacket after Tavares released him.

"Yeah, maybe I should just leave her with you - I guess a dumb hockey player does deserve a dumb girl," he spat out, his words clearly crossing a line.

But it wasn't William who struck out first. With a swift movement, Auston swung his fist, landing a punch directly on Liam's nose. The impact sent Liam staggering back, clutching his injured nose as he stumbled to his feet and swiftly exited the hallway of the Scotiabank Arena.

The scene happened so quick, almost unfolding in a blur, but there was no denying the sense of satisfaction that washed over you as Liam retreated, leaving behind a palpable feeling of relief and closure.

“Shit…” you mumbled softly, a tear creeping into the corner of your eye as embarrassment suddenly washed over you. “I’m so sorry, guys,” you apologised, turning to face the others.

“Hey, don’t worry about it,” Auston spoke firmly, shaking his hand a little as he flashed you a grin. “You’re one of us, remember? No one should talk to you like that.”

“Yeah, what a jerk,” Stephanie added, prompting everyone to share light laughter as they discussed Liam's audacity.

And as they all then began to bid their farewells, you quickly turned to Auston. “Thank you, Aus. By the way, I hope you didn’t hurt your hand too much,” you said, flashing him a concerned smile.

“Not at all. It was actually fun to punch someone outside the ice,” he offered a light chuckle. “Besides, I’d do it anytime for you.” And with a cheeky grin, he left the hallway alongside Mitch and Stephanie.

However, William's demeanour was far more serious than the rest of the group. Still standing with his arm firmly around you, he glanced at you with a solemn expression.

Yet, when he didn’t say anything, you decided to break the tense silence. “I’m sorry, Willy…”

But William simply shook his head and let go of his arm around you before speaking. “Let’s just go home.”

His voice sounded firm and rough with the few words he spoke. And you couldn’t deny that it was a piercing feeling, knowing he was both fussing over you and angry at Liam for showing up.

Needless to say, the ride home was completely silent, not a word exchanged as William’s intense glare focused on the road ahead. Nor was there any sound between you as you entered the condo, despite the greetings you both offered the dogs.

Then upon arriving in the kitchen, you tried to follow William, yet it seemed he was avoiding your attempts to talk to him.

“Willy, I’m sorry…” you tried again, raising your voice slightly, but you were met with nothing but a piercing stare as he stood hunched over the kitchen island.

“Sorry about what? That you didn’t tell me about talking to your ex… or that you knew he might show up in your life again…” His voice was low, dark, and rough, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

To your small relief, William wasn’t shouting, but his tone was menacing, which in a way felt worse.

“All of it…” you admitted timidly. “But I didn’t know he’d show up like that…” you tried to defend.

“That doesn’t matter, y/n,” William spoke dominantly, straightening up and coming a little closer to you. “You could’ve told me about yesterday. And you chose not to.”

You took a small step back, slightly surprised by his forceful behaviour, and let out a small gasp as your eyes remained fixated on him.

“I chose not to tell you because I didn’t think it’d matter, Willy,” you managed to explain with a more confident tone. “He doesn’t matter. Only you do. So, I don’t care if he shows up again. He's nothing compared to you.”

There was a brief moment of silence hanging between you as William again took a step closer, invading your personal space.

“That’s right.”

And it was as though some cosmic force propelled William towards you, causing his lips to collide with yours. The intensity of his passion was palpable as he cupped your face with his hands, drawing you nearer to him.

Your breath was swiftly taken away as you were swept into the fervent moment, caught somewhat off guard, yet your body instinctively yielded to his embrace.

Wrapping your hands around his neck, you pressed your chests together, both fully immersed in the heat of the moment. William’s hands moved to the back of your head, holding onto you with fervour as his tongue eagerly explored your mouth, leaving no doubt about his hunger for you.

You allowed your fingers to trail from his neck to firmly grasp onto his hoodie, pulling him even closer as you mirrored the depth of your longing for his touch.

Yet for William, this went beyond merely asserting his dominance in passionate sex. He wanted to ensure you understood the depth of his feelings for you, how you had found your way into his heart, and how he couldn't bear the thought of losing you to someone else. You belonged to him, and he needed you to acknowledge that.

Breaking the kiss for a brief moment, both of you released deep breaths, consumed by the intensity and longing for each other.

"You're so fucking sexy," William whispered before capturing your lips again, until you gently pushed him away to catch your breath. 

"And you're so fucking hot when you're mad!"

It felt like a competition as you eagerly pressed your faces together, sharing the raw desire that only grew with each passing second. Your hands drew each other closer, ensuring there was no space left between you, keeping yourselves intertwined.

Then, with his strength, William let his hands move to your buttocks, lifting you into his arms and almost hurrying to the bedroom, where he tossed you onto the bed.

"So, you think I'm hot when I'm mad?" he chuckled huskily, his eyes smouldering with desire as he pulled his hoodie over his head and discarded it, revealing his bare chest. "Let me show you just how mad I am then."

You had to bite your lip as you gazed at him before you. Never before had you been so aroused by his intense gaze and the palpable tension emanating from him. It was much like the day he came home after you'd been out with Emily, but tonight he wasn't gentle and dominant. He was simply rough and forceful.

As he knelt on the bed beside you, his hands swiftly found your shirt and trousers, almost tearing them off as he wasted no time in undressing you. Leaving you in your underwear, he then made his way to the nightstand where he retrieved the Magic Wand, one of your favourite toys.

"You know the rules; hands above your head – if you move them, you don’t get to come," William commanded, and you immediately complied.

Returning to the mattress, he knelt between your legs once more, urging them to spread wide as he used his large frame to keep them apart. Switching on the vibrator to what sounded like a rather high setting, he directed it straight to your fabric-covered core.

"Fuck!" you exclaimed in pleasure as the intense vibrations made forceful contact with your clit, your hands gripping tightly onto the pillows behind your head as your eyes shut tight. "Shit, Willy!" you cried loudly.

But then he withdrew the wand, leaving you breathless and desperately gasping for air from his sudden action. You imagined his smug expression, but as you gently opened your eyes, you were met only with a dominant, stern look.

"Is this what you want?" he asked rhetorically, but before you could even think of an answer, he forcefully pressed the vibrator back onto your clit, causing you to squirm and cry out as you instinctively arched your back.

It was almost verging on painful. The high intensity caused your body to shake and tremble, a mixture of pleasure that wasn’t allowed to gradually build. Your heels aggressively dug into the mattress beneath you as you once again yearned for air that was stolen from your lungs amidst the extreme overstimulation.

And then, once more, William withdrew the wand. Panting as he surveyed the effect, he was having on you, small beads of sweat forming on your skin as you cried out in a blend of pleasure and pain.

"Stop... please," you pleaded in a whisper, but William didn’t seem to hear you.

"You want to make me jealous, is that it?" he spat, once again bringing the device in his hand into contact with your core, causing you to scream out. But this time, you were unable to endure it any longer.

With a loud cry, you forced yourself to raise your voice and put an end to it. "Blue. Willy, blue!"

And the safe word seemed to work, prompting William to withdraw the device.

Breaths were shared heavily between you, your eyes wet as they met his dark glare in the dimmed lights of the bedroom. You took a moment to regain control of the tears trailing down from the corner of your eyes, staring intensely at William.

"Willy," you softly breathed out, unable to form any coherent sentences as you processed what had just happened.

His chest rose and fell forcefully, his hand still clutching the vibrator before he flung it across the room. You could feel his simmering anger beneath the surface, yet there were hints of concern in his eyes as he kept his gaze locked onto you.

Swiftly, he then rose from his position, never breaking eye contact as he undressed completely, almost as if awaiting your objection.

However, you remained silent. Instead, you focused on regaining your breath, allowing your body to gradually relax as the charged atmosphere in the room brimmed with intense desires and raw lust.

It felt almost illicit. William's rough movements as he returned to the bed, discarding the delicate piece of fabric covering your heat, and leaned over your body, gripping each of your wrists and pinning them down on either side of your head.

No words were exchanged, only the tension lingering between you both as you still felt the remnants of frustration and irritation from earlier.

You both allowed the silence to envelop the room as William guided the tip of his throbbing cock to your entrance, eager to feel your warmth.

Softly, you parted your lips, releasing a small breath as you silently gave him your consent to proceed. And then, with one determined thrust, William drove his member into your core, penetrating you deeply with force.

You couldn't help but let out a soft cry again in response to his movements, though this time it was a pure expression of pleasure.

His length stimulated the inside of your walls as he withdrew and thrust back in, establishing a slow yet firm rhythm that resulted in loud slaps of skin colliding echoing through the room.

William's moans escaped his lips uncontrollably with each intense thrust, emitting deep, dark, husky grunts as he channelled his anger through his motions.

Your core eagerly welcomed every thrust he delivered, despite their lack of softness and romance. Yet, with each stroke, as his length massaged your sensitive muscles, a pleasurable sensation surged within you, gradually building towards an orgasm.

"Yes, Willy… it feels so good," you cried out softly, prompting William to increase his pace.

And as the intensity heightened, his moans grew louder, his grip around your wrists tightening as he too sensed his climax approaching. However, he held back, still determined to bring you the pleasure you deserved.

Then, sensing your impending orgasm as the clenching around his cock signalled its arrival, he began to pound faster, releasing one of your wrists as his hand found your throat instead, holding it firmly.

Your free hand instinctively reached out to grab onto his, your voice stolen from you as William's thrusts brought you closer to the peak. It was an intense sensation; the desire to release yourself held back by his force.

Yet with a whimper, you managed to gasp, indicating your impending climax. “Willy… I’m… come..” 

"Yes, baby, come for me," William moaned between deep breaths. And as if his words were a direct order, you shut your eyes tightly once more and finally allowed yourself to reach the peak of pleasure. You felt the deep rush of intensity wash over you, your mind going hazy, and your legs trembling beneath his large figure as you reached the high. "Oh fuck…" he groaned deeply, the tightening around him bringing him closer to his climax as well.

And with a loud moan, William let go of his grip, pulled out, and leaned back onto his knees before taking a firm hold of his needy member, jerking himself to ejaculate onto your core. His cum spilling onto your lower stomach, marking you as his.

You almost felt filthy as he sprayed himself onto you, yet as you slowly came down from your estate state, your eyes once again met his, sharing a moment of heated intimacy. The need and craving for each other still lingering in the air.

It took a few minutes for both of you to slowly return to reality, the euphoria of your orgasm gradually fading as you regained control of your breathing.

Then, without a word, William slowly rose from the bed and walked to the bathroom.

You found yourself frozen in position, your mind still racing as it processed the events of the day. Attempting to relax, you felt your body slowly regaining its sensations, your legs ceasing their trembling as you sank into the mattress. Yet you couldn’t help but wonder what William might be doing, as your thoughts kept drifting. He seemed to be taking his time, you thought, yet you also found yourself simply enjoying the tranquillity filling the air after the intense sex.

However, just as you were about to close your eyes and succumb to the weariness overtaking you, William returned to the bedroom, positioning himself beside the bed before lifting you up in a bridal-style hold. And gently, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he carried you to the bathroom.

Upon entering, you noticed how he had dimmed the lights and lit a few candles around the bathtub, which was being filled with running water. And as he softly placed you back onto the ground, you felt a wave of comfort wash over you as William, still in complete silence, guided you into the water.

As you settled in, allowing yourself to be embraced by the warmth, he joined you, positioning himself behind you and gently encouraging you to lean back and relax against him.

It was as if all tension had dissipated, replaced by a sense of softness as William tenderly caressed your body, washing away the remnants of the earlier intimacy. Yet suddenly, he broke the silence.

"Are you okay, älskling?" he inquired softly, gently placing a tender kiss on the back of your neck. "I'm sorry if I hurt you..."

You could sense the genuine concern in his voice, a slight tremble underlying his words, which brought a soft rush of relief over you. And carefully turning in your position to avoid spilling too much water from the tub, you faced William, smoothly placing your legs on top of his. 

His expression had softened, a stark contrast to how he had looked during your intimate session, and gently, you cupped his face with your hands, your palms softly caressing his beard, urging him to look directly at you.

"Never do that again, Willy." Your voice was low and soft, yet undeniably filled with seriousness, and he understood immediately, nodding in confirmation. "I know you were mad..." you continued, your tone gentle. "But don't you ever use sex to punish me like that... it wasn't fair."

And William let out a deep sigh as he understood the distress, he had put you under, not in the pleasurable way sex was supposed to be between you.

"I'm so sorry, babe..." he apologised again, his blue eyes nearly sparkling as they slowly welled up. "I didn't mean to hurt you like that..."

It was a heartfelt moment of deeply shared connection between you, a connection only the two of you understood as you felt the hurt, he was experiencing from his actions.

"It's okay, Willy... I just..." you let out a deep sigh. "I just don't want you to feel this way... being so angry because of..." You trailed off, not wanting to dwell on him any longer.

"Your ex-boyfriend," William finished your sentence with a stern tone, prompting you to nod.

"Yes, because he's not worth it, and you know it," you explained as your hand moved to gently stroke his hair, the other finding his shoulder to trace soft circles on his skin.

"I know, but he still got to me today, and I'm so pissed that I let him," William let out another sigh.

Yet, you couldn't help but feel a small curve on your lips forming as you reminded yourself of the joy you had felt when Liam had mentioned how happy you looked next to William.

"Hey, the only reason he tried to push your buttons was because he was jealous of how happy you're making me," you spoke, flashing him a sweet smile as you reassured your beloved boyfriend of how much he meant to you.

And fortunately, it seemed to work. You felt William's tense muscles slowly relax as he let out a deep breath, offering you a timid smile.

"It really bothers him, doesn’t it?" he finally let out a light chuckle. "That you're happy without him…"

"Yeah, and honestly, I think what really pisses him off is that I'm not just happy without him – but I'm also happy with someone else," you said, feeling a sense of ease as you and William exchanged light laughter, your fingers moving from his hair to delicately toy with the chain around his neck.

"And I'm really happy with you, y/n… And I don't want to apologise for being jealous because it just shows how much you mean to me… that I want you more than words can describe," William spoke, his voice almost cracking as he let out emotions, he didn't often express. "And in a way, I think... I think that I'm scared of the fact that I love you so much that you could break my heart at any point… and I can't do anything about it."

You couldn't help but admire how sweet he was. The always strong and calm hockey star, William Nylander, was expressing his deep feelings for you, admitting his true concerns.

"Hey... I love you too, Willy, don't ever doubt that" you flashed him a content smile. "And you could just as easily break my heart, believe me," you added with a soft chuckle, which he returned. "So, don't worry... we're both just two idiots in love."

And William knew you were right, which helped him slowly forget about the frustrations he held about your ex.

“I know… I just wished I’d been the one to throw the punch instead of Tony…” William chuckled lightly, earning a light laugh from you as well.

“Hmm, don’t worry babe, I think prefer you acting out in bed instead,” you offered him a cheeky wink. “Besides, in case Liam would actually have managed to hit back, I’d rather have him punch Auston than your pretty face.”

Then, with a sweet place you placed a gentle kiss onto William’s lips, and you shared a soft moment where you both knew you could let all the concerns wash away. And as you finished washing up, you returned to the bedsheets where tiredness quickly took over, and you fell into a deep sleep in each other's embrace.

#18+ #Inexperienced!reader x Willy #william nylander imagine #nhl smut #wn88 imagine #william nylander smut #nhl hockey imagine #toronto maple leafs imagine #SlutsforPresidentNylander

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ILLICIT AFFAIRS

PAIRING : JIM X FEM!READER ( DELINQUENT SEASON ) 

song : illicit affairs by taylor swift.

WORD COUNT : 8.3K 

SUMMARY : You were friends with Jim but slowly you began to have a crush on him which became more than you could bear as he was already married but that didn’t stop the both of you. 

WARNINGS: SMUT (18+) ! ANGST, JIM BEING SOFT, FINGERING, P IN V, NO PROTECTION, PRAISE KINK, AFFAIR, CURSING.

IT’S HONESTLY NOT THAT BAD. ( STILL HOT THO ) 

♱

You messed up. 

That’s it. You messed up. 

You allowed yourself to be carried away and swept up within the moment that wasn’t even supposed to happen. if it weren’t for the way he was gazing at you with his piercing yet mesmerizing pale blue hues or maybe the way he grazed you with his finger tips that sent small sparks throughout your body then maybe just maybe you wouldn’t have ended up bare in the sheets with the man who was already married..

Married to another woman..  

The worst part out of all of this, is that you knew he was married. The fact that you knew and you allowed it to happen. You have every right to feel revolted with yourself right now. If the universe or god or any great entity that controlled this vast universe it definitely  knows how much you loathe yourself right now. You needed to slow down and think about how this even happened. 

You lived in a Suburban neighborhood–  in Dublin, east coast of Ireland. A single mother with a beautiful nine year old daughter named Mary, a journalist for your own advice column and a part time Pilates trainer at a studio that your sister owned. As far as you knew, your life was normal. Between spending time with your daughter and your jobs, your  schedule flowed perfectly together. You would be able to drop Mary off in the morning for school, teach class later on in the morning  and you would be able to go home during the day to work on your advice column before picking Mary up from school, then the cycle repeats unless otherwise. 

You’ve always been on your own. Having a daughter and two jobs, your love life was a punchline of a lame joke. In case you are wondering about Mary’s father, that’s a whole other story of its own, let’s just say he was completely out of the picture. 

You would be lying if you told someone that it didn’t feel lonely sometimes. It was lonely, it was incredibly lonely; of course you’ve made multiple attempts to at least go out on a few dates and have a nightstand if you were lucky enough but most of the time those don’t even work out. 

And It’s not because you weren’t attractive, no it was quite the opposite. In fact, you were quite beautiful– which was ironic for you because when you were younger your father called you the ugly duckling between you and your sister but then you prospered into a beautiful swan as you grew older. Like any normal person you still have your insecurities (no thanks to dad) yet overall you felt secure with yourself.

Clearly, your beauty wasn't the reason why your love life was shriveling away like a dried up raisin. It was the fact that you were picky, and you knew your heart wouldn’t always be completely in it. You weren’t that kind of person to simply have one night stands– but you admire those who do without forming any kind of connection that wasn’t only based on physical attraction. 

You’ve tried and even though it felt good to have that void in your chest to be filled in that  moment, the lingering feeling of desolation and melancholy always crawls its way back in. It wasn’t good for your mental health  and it wasn’t good for your daughter. So you were only left with your jobs and your delusions of a love life to suddenly appear. But you knew deep down that Mary deserved a good father figure while she’s still young and you shouldn’t put so much hope into your fantasies.  

Mary was a sweet girl, too sweet for her own good– she has a beautiful mix of your features and her father’s. The features that she shared from her father never bothered you either as you knew it wasn’t her fault that she was placed here on this earth because you didn’t wrap it until you tapped it. Of course, you and Mary’s relationship wasn’t always perfect but you wouldn’t have it any other way. You love her regardless– with all of your heart. Mary was the ray of sunshine you had in your life and  you were more than happy to be her mother. 

Knowing how kindhearted and smart your daughter was, she had many friends in her school. Even during teacher and parent conferences you’ve always been told many times how she loved helping the other kids, and the only times she would get in trouble was due to how talkative she was and you didn’t think it was a problem either.

And that’s how you met him. 

It was a gray and cloudy weekday, as you got off the phone with Mary’s teacher claiming that it was after school and Mary was waiting for you. Accidently getting caught up with your advice catalog time went by over your head without even realizing and now your child is sitting in the school alone and you knew she was going to be a little..not little definitely upset with you.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit!” Curses and all other kinds of profanities spilled from your lips as you frantically slipped on your mini cotton black trench coat. Your foot practically kicked down your front door before running like a trackstar to your car. Fortunately you didn’t live too far from the school and, without getting caught speeding past red lights, you managed to arrive at school where your daughter was currently waiting at. 

Your hasty footsteps echoed throughout the hallways of the school as you moved through with only one destination in mind, which was your child’s classroom. Once you were close to the classroom where Mary was, you halted in your footsteps as you watched Mary leave the classroom with two other kids, a boy and a girl and then a man. A man that you knew well wasn't Mary’s teacher so you assumed that it must be the other children’s father. 

Furrowing your slightly together you couldn’t help but to feel a little confused but relieved that at least you weren’t the only parent that wasn’t perfect. But it also did make you feel a bit skeptical as it is why a random man would be with kids and your only daughter. 

“Mary!” You called out to her, your tone airy yet smooth which caught the attention of your daughter and the man. Immediately,  your mind stopped racing and your heart leaped from your chest as his entrancing stunning ocean eyes met yours. It was as if his eyes had some deep hidden meaning behind them, it almost made you feel a little intimidated– how tired yet pierce his eyes were. His figure was lean but the broadness of his chest also stood out, along with his dark but slightly graying tresses, his sharp jawline, high cheekbones, his plump yet light pink lips, and smooth yet freckled fair skin…

Pretty.. You thought. 

But as quickly as you fell in a captivated daze you quickly pulled yourself out of it the same way, you knew well that you were attracted to this man but considering how he was here and with kids– you can assume he is married or hope he wasn’t a random stranger. 

“Mom!” You hear Mary call out happily as she walks towards you. A wholehearted smile took over your lips as you lovingly gazed down at her, allowing your hand to gently caress her back pulling her to your side. Thank god that she wasn’t upset with you. “I am so sorry, babygirl, I lost track of time.” You said softly as you felt Mary raise her head up to look at you. “It’s okay, I was with them.” she responded looking over at the alluring man and his kids who were in fact walking in your direction. 

With each step he took you could feel your heart pound in your chest as he was now approaching you, his hands stuffed in his dark blue puffy jacket along with his kids who followed behind him and soon had their own conversation with Mary. 

The man only gave you an awkward half smile as his gaze never left your form, you can tell that he was definitely on the reserved side. “Hi, you’re their father?” You asked giving him a little smile in return, then you couldn’t help but to mentally slap yourself a little bit with the question as you noticed in fact the boy and girl that were talking to Mary did in fact look like him. You watched as the man blinked in confusion for a moment, being thrown off by your question– you could feel  the conversation instantly dying before it even started. 

A  dry airy chuckle left your lips as you felt yourself cringe, “I-I’m sorry, stupid question– I was just..” before you could finish your sentence you heard a deep chuckle coming from him stopping you from rambling. “No, No it’s fine.” He says softly, shaking his head for a second with the same ghostly smile. “I get it, I would wonder the same thing  if a random man would be standing with my kids too, it would be really weird..” he paused for a moment before continuing, “I-uh, I was also late picking up my kids so yeah..” He briefly elaborated as you felt yourself relax as another gentle relieved chuckle left your lips, watching him. His voice was smooth and sonorous, it sent unwavering shivers throughout your body. Just by looking at him– he had a lingering forlorn yet cryptic aura surrounding him and it was reeling you in like a moth to a light. You hoped you didn’t look too obvious. 

“I totally get you, I was just caught up with work that I didn’t realize that time flew by, you know?” You smiled warmly and for a moment you thought you saw him falter. 

“I’m Y/N.” 

You watched as his little timid faint grin formed into a genuine smile. It was as if air was caught in your throat, your heart fluttered  at the sight of his smile. You felt proud of yourself that you managed to make him smile.

“Jim..Nice to meet you.” He introduced himself  politely as he extended his hand towards you which you did your best not to look eager to grab and shook his hand in a little handshake. You immediately caught the golden band on his finger indicating he was indeed vowed to someone else. You couldn’t help but not be able to suppress the disappointment that flooded through your body. He had a wife and kids.The forced mentality of  ‘it is what it is’ came into mind. And the attraction you had for Jim will most likely be temporary. 

Unfortunately, the kids manage to break the tension between you, asking if they can walk together. You and Jim didn’t mind as you all walked out of the school together. You managed to hold a longer conversation with him, taking the opportunity to get to know him better. 

Jim was definitely a man with a few words, and was more listening to you than you listening to him but he still present with you in the conversation. You both share a mutual affection for your kids, and you both worked at home– it was nice to share similarities with someone, to you it always made you feel like you were understood better, and you hoped he felt the same way. Although it's not uncommon to understand another parent- but  between you and Jim you both just want to get through the day. 

Luckily, It wasn’t just you that genuinely enjoyed his company as he offered to exchange numbers before parting ways. As this began to possibly be the start of a beautiful friendship for you.

You knew you were going to see him again soon, maybe for the rest of the following week. And you were right, when you picked up Mary on time for the rest of the week you would sometimes see Jim walk out with his kids. You two would exchange waves and polite smiles then carry on. Despite exchanging numbers neither of you made the first move to send a text first. You felt a little disappointed but you knew that maybe it was for the best and you shouldn’t look for some sort of connection that wasn’t there in the first place, let alone a text. 

Jim has a wife. That is that —  you two are also just acquaintances, and your kids are friends. That is all. Yet,  that didn’t stop your thoughts always trailing back to him– and you began to feel a little angry with yourself for it. Were you truly so lonely to be thinking about a man you only had spoken once? 

What is wrong with you?

 Get over this crush already. 

This would go on until the end of the week on a Friday, just as you and your daughter got home from school, a gentle ding emitted from your pocket. Stepping into the house, closing the door behind you, you took out your phone. You didn’t get to see who texted you as you heard Mary’s loud footsteps run off to the kitchen leaving her jacket on the floor along with her book bag.. 

“Mom, I am going to have a cookie!” she said loudly before you could respond you already heard the cabinet shut. Shaking your head you released an exasperated sigh, “Mary, please pick up after yourself! And don’t eat all of them!” You responded raising your voice a little bit while locking the door behind you. 

Another ding went off on your phone once more adding waves to your annoyance. Who was trying to contact you? A gentle frown painted over your lips as your hand reached into the buttpocket of your jeans to grab your phone to see that you got a message from an unknown number. 

Hey, It’s the random man from school.

Kidding, it’s me Jim. 

You felt your heart stop beating in your chest for a split moment as you vacantly stared down at the gray text bubbles that were on your little phone screen. You felt many waves of emotions crash down on you– denial, shock, guilt, and then excitement. Gradually a ghostly smile was painted on your lips replacing the gentle frown that was present a few moments ago, just when you began to accept that nothing was going to happen.

It was funnily convenient. 

You didn’t gloss over the fact that he remembered your conversation when you guys first spoke to each other as you felt your heart skip a beat once more. 

Had he been thinking about you as well? 

You can still be wrong that maybe he just wanted to ask you something about school or your kids and that would still be fine. This was nothing, harmless– this wouldn’t escalate to anything more. Just keep it short and simple. 

After a few minutes of typing and deleting your message multiple times to think how you should respond due to your mixed emotions of anxiety and excitement— you finally responded to him.  

Hi, Jim! Lol. How are you? 

You had no idea that after sending back that one message, you guys would be texting for the rest of that day. 

♱

It is strange how someone can go from being a stranger to a good friend to someone you ended up falling for. You knew it was a bad idea the minute you laid your eyes on him and somehow like a black hole Jim effortlessly sucked you in. Ever since the first text he had sent you, you guys began to talk everyday; through texts, and eventually calls. It only has been a few weeks since you guys first met. 

 You even discovered that he only lived a few blocks away from you which resulted in a lot of Mary having playdates with his daughter. This became a normal thing, almost every Friday Mary would have these playdates. The first time when he was at your house it was a bit awkward since you were used to only talking to him over text or calls but with a cup of coffee you both relaxed and talked how you guys normally do in the dining room while the girls would be hanging out in Mary’s room. 

It also didn’t help how being around his calming presence made you feel so comfortable, made you feel like you could tell him anything and he would just listen to you. 

You often wondered if his wife knew about your friendship with him, or if she even knew about you at all. She probably does since her daughter occasionally hangs out with Mary almost every Friday, you knew you shouldn’t even be thinking about those kinds of things. 

Everything felt good, way too good. And with your luck you knew when things feel way too good, that means things were going to take a painful turn. 

Sitting criss cross on your living room couch alone in the house on a Tuesday afternoon, you were on the phone with Jim. As usual with a dumb happy grin on your face you guys talked and it ended up with him assisting you with your advice column on your laptop. 

“A twenty year old girl in college got heartbroken by her boyfriend she dated since childhood because he cheated on her and she wants to go back and talk to him but she knows it’s wrong. What should she do?” You asked as the grin never wavered from your lips. 

“Maybe go to more parties and get wasted and she’ll find another guy by the end of the second semester?” You jokingly snickered as you leaned back against the couch, your muscles easing into the cushions. Hearing Jim’s light chuckle on the other line of the phone. 

“God no. What kind of fucking advice is that?” Jim asked playfully, still chuckling softly, you could feel your heart flutter at the sound that came from him.

“Okay, Okay, fine– I am not going to say that. But she is only twenty and she has so many other things to worry about other than a boy. Like her possible career and her friends and her future! And she should try and focus on that instead.” You exclaimed. 

“That is much better. Way better than the last answer.” Jim responded, causing you to laugh softly, shaking your head slightly as your gaze stared down at your laptop, your fingers gently pressing on the letters on your keyboard, typing up your answer. 

“Alright done, give this a listen.” 

“Shoot.” 

You cleared your throat a little bit as you began to read. “You lost someone important to you, and how you feel is completely valid. But you have to feel your feelings out, and try to focus on what’s really important. Such as yourself, your career, and future– going back to him won’t change what happened. Remember that you have friends and family to support you. And that you’re not alone in this. All you can do is try to take care of yourself.”

Jim was silent, as you finished reading which caused you to fiddle in your seat a little. 

“Thoughts?” You asked wondering what he was thinking. 

“That was good, pretty good.” He responded nonchalantly, almost being blunt which caused you to worry a little bit, your grin faltering slightly. 

“Is that all? Should I add more? It sounds like you don’t like it.” You asked reluctantly. 

Jim was quick to encounter your statement. “No,no,no! I do. I really do like it. It’s really sweet of you, It’s lovely, you’re lovely.” 

You could feel the blood rushing up into your cheeks, turning into a harsh crimson hue. Who knew a  simple compliment could make you feel so smitten? Silence hovered over the two of you for a moment until Jim was the first one to break it. 

“Y/N?” He called out to you softly pulling you out from your daze. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to go silent on you.” You chuckled nervously. It was just his last comment.

“No it’s fine..” He paused for a moment. “I don’t know what has come over me.” Jim said softly back to his timid tone. This only made your heart race once more as you sighed softly. 

“I appreciate it, thank you for being my assistant.” You did your best to save this conversation from turning tense. And it felt like it didn’t make the slightest difference. 

“I mean it, you know?” 

You paused once more the burning sensation in your cheeks didn’t change. Now intently listening to him as you can hear him about to say more. 

“You really are lovely, Y/N..I mean it.” 

There it was…That tension again, the suffocating tension that made you feel like you were drowning. And within that moment, like a wave crashing and meeting the ocean shore,  you knew that you were falling hard for him, wiping the grin that was on your lips away. 

 Then the golden band on his finger flashed in your mind. 

No, you can’t do this. 

“Jim, what do you mean by that?” You asked him hesitantly yet firmly as you removed your laptop from your grasp before grabbing your phone, taking it off of the speaker and pressing it against your ear. 

“What do you mean by what I mean?” He asked, sounding a bit taken back by your sudden question. “Did I say something wrong?” 

“No, I was just…I don’t know how to explain it but that felt like more than a compliment.” You stated as you paused once more, were you overthinking this? You were about to open your mouth to cut the silence but then Jim interrupted you. 

“Because it was more than a compliment.” 

In that moment, It was as if something took over your body and possessed you, this confession spilled from your lips like vomit.

 “Jim, I think I am falling for you.” You breathed out.  

Then a tense silence completely consumed the both of you. 

Oh fuck, did I really say that!? You mentally wanted to slam your face against the table. Fuck, you had to fix this quick. No, there was no way of fixing this now, you fucking blew it. 

“Jim, I'm sorry. You’re married and I shouldn’t have said that. Fuck, I am an idiot, I am so so sorry.” You began to ramble, not letting Jim be able to interrupt you. “Y/N wait, wait-” but you weren’t listening as your thumb slammed on the red at the bottom of your screen ending the call. 

This was a long awaited painful turn that you’ve brought on yourself. Now all that was left was you and your panicked and raging thoughts. You clearly took it too far, getting caught up in the moment that it left you feeling like an idiot.

 

♱

 It was your day off today from the Pilates studio and you didn’t have to do much for your advice column. So for the rest of that morning you took the time to clean up the house. Mary was in school so it was just you alone at home– singing softly to yourself as you were finishing up with doing laundry. Neatly folding what was last of the laundry in your basket, feeling the warmth of the fresh cotton fabric between your fingers before placing it with the other piles of clothes on your bed. 

It has been two days since your confession with Jim. You did what was best for you, and you began ignoring his texts and dodged his calls. This was morally wrong and you didn’t want to embarrass yourself even more.

“And you know damn well..For you, I would ruin myself, A million little times..”

You sang softly as the tender melody came to an end on your phone dying down, you would glance at your phone a few times that was sitting on your nightstand, in hopes you would catch your phone displaying Jim’s name across the screen but to your disappointment it didn’t, why would it? So you can ignore it more or have a war with yourself whether you should drop the silent treatment or not?  No. At this point you would understand why he would give up. 

A gentle sigh leaving your lips as your mind begins to aimlessly wander about your conflicted feelings. You want to believe that it would remain as a friendship but you knew damn well that slowly this entire time it turned more than a friendship to you. Feelings were completely one sided, he was married and he was only being kind to you because both of your daughters are friends. You were scared that harboring these feelings would become so heavy that eventually it’ll crush you and it did. You were playing with fire and you got burned.

Just as the next song on your phone began to play, a loud knock on your front door echoed throughout the house shaking you out of your thoughts. Feeling your brows knit together you walked out of your room heading towards the front door.

 Who could that be?

 You wondered as your hand gently grasped the doorknob pulling it open to reveal Jim gazing at you with a bit of desperate yet defeated expression with his phone in hand. 

It was like you were faced with a jumpscare as you felt your eyes widen and without thinking you tried to close the door on Jim but he was too quick as he managed to slip his shoe between the door leaving it ajar. “Y-Y/N, please can we talk? Please just for a second.” He said in a deep raspy tone. His voice crack manages to burn itself into your mind. 

You stood still for a moment before opening the door more widely for him to step into your house, now alone just between you and the married man you had fallen for. You took a few steps back away from him with your arms folded over your chest, your gaze not leaving his form. Once he was inside the house he closed the door behind him– “You didn’t think of picking up your phone when I called you? Or my texts?” He asked, sounding a bit tired as his piercing yet stunning ripples of ocean blue gaze bore into yours, spawning goosebumps on your skin. 

“How could I after that? So I can embarrass myself some more?” You asked with sarcasm evidently dripping from your tone as you watched Jim roll his eyes a little at your remark. “I am serious, Y/N.” He said, sounding a little more soft as he took a step towards you. 

“So am I, Jim. You’re my friend, I was stupid, I shouldn’t have said what I said, you’re married and–” You weren’t sure how much your heart could take at this moment. It was hammering so hard that it felt like it was building something, along with the backflips your stomach was doing it was becoming agonizing. 

You could feel his warmth from where you were standing as you broke away from his gaze as you turned your head away from him but only for Jim to gingerly cup your cheek turning your face back to look at him immediately putting an end to your rambles. “Hang on a second, hang on a second Y/N..” Jim said his tone was still soft, as he looked down at you his lips curled slightly down forming a frown his eyebrows knitted slightly together causing a little wrinkles to form between them. His touch was so warm you did your best not to melt into him. 

“This is so fucking mortifying Jim, you shouldn’t even be here.” You could feel your throat go dry as your eyes became misty, placing your hand over his shoulder weakly attempting to push him away but he stayed still in his spot. “Listen to me, please.” You kept your gaze down refusing to meet his gaze.

 “You’re not an idiot for telling me how you felt that day alright? Don’t think that I haven’t thought of you the same way. I have. If I didn't, I wouldn’t have told you that a compliment was meant to be more.” Jim exclaimed quietly a gentle airy dry chuckle leaving his lips as his thumb gently caressed your cheekbone. You only shook your head as you used your freehand to gently pull his hand away from your cheek and it only resulted in him intertwining your fingers together. 

“You’re lying.You were just being polite.” You said your breathing became uneven, clenching your jaw slightly– you didn’t realize how you were shaking in his grasp. Jim only continued to keep you close and you couldn’t find yourself pulling away from him, your hand still in his. 

This was happening, really happening. 

“I-I, Why would I lie to you about that?” He asked in a genuine yearning tone. “Because you feel bad for me. I am a single mother alone here with no one to talk to of course you would.” You snapped suddenly feeling a little aggressive but Jim didn’t seem fazed by it. 

“That isn’t true at all, Y/N. Not even close.” You can detect the hurt and how despondent he felt in his voice, the need to prove himself to you. You remained silent as you continued averting your gaze from his and he seemed to notice it as he called out to you once more. 

“Look at me..” 

You closed your eyes for a moment, keeping your chin faintly down completely avoiding his gaze, as you knew if you looked at him you would completely succumb to him. 

“Y/N… Look at me.”  He softly implored once more. 

After a few moments, you sighed quietly and you finally complied, opening your eyes looking back up at him as he gazed down at you with a gentle expression. It was like he knew how fragile you felt in this moment. You watched at how his eyes flickered at your features to your eyes then back to your lips, causing your features to soften. 

Both of you remained silent as he gently squeezed your hand before releasing your hand, attentively, he placed your palm against his chest. You can feel his heart beating rapidly against your palm, like his heart was trying to burst free from his chest cavity. “Feel that?” Jim breathed out as he gazed down at you, keeping your palm firmly against his chest. “My heart is beating out of my chest, Y/N.. Can you feel how fast it’s going?” He asked, a bit breathless with a faint smile. 

You didn’t realize how close you two were as your faces were inches from each other, breath gently fanning against your lips–the tip of his nose gently grazing yours. “Yeah..” You only murmured now a little airy laugh slipped from your lips at how this felt like you were in a scene of a movie, but it wasn’t this was in fact real as your forehead lightly rested against his. 

Jim wasn’t lying as you could literally feel how anxious he was in your palm. His heart beating against your hand, you knew you weren’t just feeling how nervous he was. You were feeling how much he cared about you. 

How his heart was beating for you…

Feeling his dark tresses brush against your forehead, you released an inaudible shaky exhale. Your fingers curling up now grasping his shirt, his lips gently brushing against yours sending sparks throughout your being. This was all becoming too much, as it felt like Jim read your mind. “Fuck it..” He whispered as he closed the distance between you, eagerly capturing your lips with his as his fingers now rested on the side of your head keeping you still. 

That’s right.. Fuck it.

You could feel your heated skin crawl by how powerful the emotion behind his kisses. His kisses fill you with nothing but thoughts of him, you didn’t hesitate to return his kisses matching his passion. He was invading your mind, body and soul– you desperately pulled him closer. Wanting him to take everything you have, wanting his thoughts to be filled with you too as your lips moved languidly together with fervor. 

A gentle gasp left your lips as you felt his tongue swipe at your bottom lip before slipping into your mouth tasting you. A deep groan erupted from his mouth, god you loved his groans, he wanted you and he wanted to let you know that he did. The way his lips moved with yours, the sound of your breaths swallowing each other’s as your hands explored each other’s bodies leaving a firework like sensation through your clothed skin. 

It left you ravenous for more. 

“Jump..” Jim whispered against your lips, you immediately obeyed as you jumped, and instantly you felt his hands catch you. Your legs draped around his waist as his hands were under your thighs keeping you still now walking you to your room impressively without breaking the feverish kisses, tongues tangled, and hands squeezing and gripping each other. 

Jim effortlessly shoved away your neatly folded laundry off the bed before gently placing you on the mattress. Everything seemed to fade into a beautiful blur as you felt your back melt into the mattress, his body hovering over yours, as nothing else seemed to matter anymore. What only mattered was you and Jim in this moment, exploring these intense emotions that you both held for each other. Keeping your legs around his torso, diminishing the space between you two, you felt his restrained erection from his jeans as he gently grinded his hips against yours causing a moan to escape from your small frame but only to be muffled by his soft lips that were against yours. 

There was no stopping now, as you could feel the warm dampness pool in your underwear– your bodies molding together like colors on a canvas. Your hands slipped underneath his shirt feeling the movement of his back muscles moving beneath your touch. Jim then pulled away from the kiss now sitting up causing you to grunt quietly out of disapprovement wanting him to come back as he quickly discarded his ebony quarter sleeve top revealing his chest. With half lidded dazed eyes you watched as he gazed down at you with his sharp sunken ocean blue optics that were clouded with nothing but desire for you. 

Both of you were breathing heavily, aching to taste each other’s lips once more. “May I?” He asked softly as his fingers gently fiddled with the hem of your shirt. You nodded your head giving him consent to remove your white oversized t-shirt. You knew you weren’t wearing a bra underneath your shirt. You were at home, so why would you wear one? 

He swiftly removed your top, revealing your breasts– the cool air nipped at your heated skin feeling your nipples turn hard from the little breeze. In a pleasurable haze you continued to watch the way his lashes fluttered against his freckled cheeks as your heaving bosom was now exposed for him to take in. His gazed burned into your skin causing you to shiver once more, watching his lust filled eyes rake down from your exposed neck to your torso. You felt so bare in front of him, it was as if your skin was translucent and he could see right through you. 

Reading your thoughts, your emotions, your heart– it made you flushed. That was another thing you adore about him, how blue his eyes were and how a simple glance from him can make you shiver. Jim then leaned back down over you but this time you felt his fingertips delicately trace your body feeling every contour of your skin,  trailing his fingertips from your abdomen to the valley of your chest to your cheek, while he was using his other arm to hold himself over you so he wouldn’t crush you completely with his weight. 

You sucked in a sharp inhale as you felt his face lean in towards you nuzzling his nose in the nape of your neck before pressing featherlike kisses on your neck. Your eyes fluttered to a close tilting your head more to the side giving him more access to your neck, your cheek resting against his palm.  Jim didn’t hesitate to nibble and kiss as much of your skin as possible leaving you breathless.

You were aching so bad for him that it began to hurt. You could feel his lips at one spot before going to another and next thing you know he was everywhere, just worshiping you with his lips. His lips trailing down to your body, going from your neck, collarbone, then to your heaving breast. “You’re so beautiful..” Jim whispered as he kissed the center of your chest where your heartbeat was. His praise causes your pussy to clench at nothing but air.

“Jim..” You whimpered out softly as you needed him. “I got you, sweetheart. Just let me enjoy this.” He murmured as he then lowered his mouth to your breasts and glided his tongue across your nipple, earning a moan out of you as he covered your right breast with his mouth completely. While his other hand slipped past the waistband of your pajama shorts, into your underwear. You gasped softly at the cool sensation of his fingers feeling the slit of your wet folds. “You’re so wet, for me Y/N...” Jim chuckled quietly before moving his mouth to tend your other breast giving it the same attention. 

Patience was treading on thin ice with you, and you knew Jim was teasing you. And you damn well knew that he wasn’t lying either. Your underwear was beyond saving considering how aroused you were, seriously you swore you felt your arousal drip between your inner thighs until you felt Jim’s middle finger flick against your throbbing nub between your legs causing your body to jolt with a moan spilling from your lips. 

Jim took notice as he continued circling your clit with his finger feeling up your juices before slipping in his middle finger into your pussy with a gentle squelch noise. “Fuck Jim!” You whined softly in ecstasy feeling your head fall back deeper against the pillow your eyes still clamped shut as Jim pumped his finger in and out of you in a slow pace before building speed, his middle finger curling up inside of you hitting your g spot within your warm tight wet walls. 

You felt Jim pull away from your breasts before pressing his lips back onto yours muffling your moans as his tongue slipped back into your mouth mingling with yours, he then added another finger stretching you out once more causing you to whimper against his lips, as he fucked you fast and hard with his fingers despite the little room he had in your shorts and underwear.

Clearly he was preparing you and this was the only start of what was going to happen. With so much pleasure you were desperate to hold onto something, as your hands found his shoulders gripping him for dear life, the knot in your tummy beginning growing tighter, your folds fluttering shut against his fingers.

God, you have forgotten how good it felt to be touched like this, to have someone’s undivided attention on you and your pleasure alone. As the only times you had sex they would either finish too fast and leave you unsatisfied or they would make you focus on them. Not Jim, he wanted to infiltrate your thoughts with his touch, his lips– everything he possibly could and you were letting him. 

Jim then pulled his fingers out of you, quickly slipping off your shorts and underwear down to your ankles and you kicked them to the side before Jim reattached his coated fingertips to your clit. Swiping his fingers against your anching nub once more, he pulled away from your lips as you both breathed heavily in unison. You could feel your mind submerge into a euphoric haze feeling your climax creeping up on you. “You have no fucking idea how long I’ve been wanting to do this with you, sweetheart.” He whispered into your ear before nibbling your earlobe causing you to gasp softly. “M-Me too Jim..” You breathed out shuddering against his body feeling each rub from his finger sent more intense ripples of pleasure to your stomach. 

Jim then sank his fingers back into you to the knuckle curling them immaculately against your g spot once more with precision. And just like that you felt the knot become undone in your stomach as immense waves of pleasure your orgasm ripped through you sending you over to the edge. Loud mewls escaped your lips as Jim stilled his fingers inside of you, feeling your throbbing walls clamp down on his fingers. 

You both laid there breathless for a moment as Jim pressed gentle kisses around your face while you were coming down from your high. “You okay?” He asked you softly as he placed a gentle kiss on your neck pulling his fingers out from you causing you to whimper quietly from the loss of his fingers. Weakly, you nodded your head slowly catching your breath, “Jim, I want you..” you said in an airy tone as your hand reached down to his erection that was bulging from his jeans, your fingers tracing the outline evicting a sharp inhale from him.

Jim immediately obliged as he helped you pull down his pants along with his boxers allowing his cock sprung free from it’s restraints making him sigh out of relief. You couldn’t help to drool slightly at the sight of his length– how long and thick it was as it hung from his body. You weren’t sure if you wanted to taste him or have him inside of you- either way both of those thoughts were making you ache heavily with desire. 

Jesus, his wife really did hit the jackpot with this man. 

A shaky exhale left your lips as Jim gently caressed your cheek with his thumb before gently pushing you back against the mattress, his eyes fixated on you. He rose on his knees as you were now able to take in the sight of his exposed body– now his firm erection only a few inches away from your dripping entrance. “Open up your legs for me, darling.” He demanded softly with his large hands pushing your legs apart gently. His voice was deep and breathless that sent another wave of shivers throughout your body. 

Fuck, these pet names he was calling you — were going to kill you. 

Without hesitation you spread your thighs wider for him, now being completely bare and open to him. “Good girl..” Jim praised with a little smirk tugging on his lips, causing your heart to flutter. 

You were holding in your breath as you watched his hips with one gentle fluid motion he thrusted into you making you cry out loudly, your walls stretching with an intense pressure slowly filling you up only halfway in. “Are you alright? Do you want to stop?” He asked with concern as he gazed down at you; his dark graying tresses disheveled, his large hands holding your thighs keeping you still. He was so kind, it was making you melt beneath him. “I-I’m okay, keep going.” You whispered as you began to grip his shoulders once more, your nails sinking into his skin . 

“That’s my girl..” Jim praised once more as he leaned down to kiss your forehead. He was so hot, you never would even think Jim would have this side of him. He then shifted his knees before thrusting into you completely, his cock deeply sheathed into you. Your mouth fell open as a loud moan spilled from your lips, your eyes clamped shut once more– god, you felt so impossibly full.  Jim completely invades you as your bodies are finally connected in the best way. Your thighs squeezed against his waist but he only pushed them apart tenderly. “Ah, F-Fuck..” He groaned out shakily, as he admired the way his cock completely vanished inside of you before closing his eyes allowing his head to fall forward slightly. 

You opened your eyes as you breathed heavily, adjusting to his size– his moans making you clench around causing him to gasp. Your desire growing insatiably stronger, you rolled your hips against his desperately pulling a loud moan out of you as you felt the head of his penis kiss your cervix. A deep grunt left his lips as he leaned down towards you releasing your thighs– his chest now pressed against yours as both of his elbows were resting on either sides of your head. 

Immediately he began thrusting into you with a slow moderate pace as your body moved up and down slightly with a string of moans spilling from your lips– pleasure completely consuming your body. Jim released a breath as he managed to grab both of your hands intertwining your fingers together pinning them next to your head as his hips slammed against yours. 

You turned your head away as you whimpered loudly at how he continued hitting your cervix with perfect precision, “Y/N… Keep your eyes on me.” Jim demanded his voice dark and low. Your body shuddered as you obliged, turning your head to look at him to find him already gazing at you with half lidded eyes that were nothing but filled with affection and lust. 

Both of your gazes burned into each other as his thrusts became more relentless, making you feel like you were on cloud nine of pleasure and ecstasy. Jim groaned as he felt your walls clamp around him tight not wanting to let him go– nevertheless he didn’t ease his hard and fast pace. All that was heard in your bedroom was the sound of wet bodies clashing together, as his cock brushed against your clit causing you to arch your back, your chest melting into his, your hands squeezing his. “S-Shit, you feel so good, Jim..” You mewled as your bodies continued moving together in sync. 

The friction between you made you burn with desire. “You feel even better, Y-Y/N..Fuck..” He gasped out as his face scrunched up slightly at how tight you were, his mouth hanging slightly open as heavy breaths escaped his parted lips as he aimed to make you come first. You could feel yourself slipping, getting lost in Jim, truly no other thoughts that weren’t anything else but him.

 You then wrapped your legs around his hips causing him to sink deeper into you making you both moan out loud in unison, the familiar coil in your stomach began to form knowing you were about to reach your climax for the second time as your heavy breathing began to become unsteady.

Jim then pressed his lips against yours in an eager open mouthed kiss, like he knew you were close and he continued plunging himself deeply into you as he was getting close to his own climax as well.  

“I-I’m close..” You breathlessly stammered against his lips as his teeth sank down at your bottom lip before pulling away and releasing it. “Come for me, sweetheart.” Jim whispered as he watched you tremble against his body squeezing his hands tightly as your body was pressed deeper into the mattress. You then cried out as your body arched against him, you felt the knot in your stomach finally snap as your climax washed over you with the familiar waves of pleasure.

Frail moans left your lips as Jim quickened his pace as he used your limp body to chase his climax before releasing a loud groan, his hips stuttering slightly before being buried deep inside of you as he ejaculated his semen, staining your walls.

Jim stayed still for a second  trying to catch his breath before slowly pulling out of you causing you to whimper softly as he collapsed on top of you, his head resting against your chest, both of your naked bodies lightly coated with sweat. Your head was spinning, your mind completely lost in a fog as you both basked in the afterglow of this moment. 

Once your breathing became steady again as you slowly came down from your high you felt Jim roll off of you as he laid next to you leaving you still laying on your back as you two went silent.

Even the silence felt so loud.

He then pulled the comforters over your naked bodies as he laid on his side facing you. You could feel his gaze burn into the side of your face as you kept your eyes on the ceiling finally processing what just happened. 

“Hey..” Jim called out to you quietly as he scooted closer to you draping his lightly freckled arm around your body pulling you close as you turned to face him on your side, you can tell that he hated when things go quiet like this.

Your little panic gaze burned into his, and he already knew how you were feeling. “Y/N..Talk to me.” Jim begged as he gently cradled your cheek with his palm which you instinctively melted into.

You sighed deeply into his touch, your mind unsure if having sex even fixed anything between you two, if anything it added more fuel to the fire of your problems. 

And this is where you knew that you messed up..

Big time. 

***

PART 2 COMING SOON ;)

I hope you guys enjoyed it ! First one shot for this page. And honestly this is the first smut I’ve ever written so I hope I did Jim Justice but bro was so romantic. I apologize for any grammar error or anything that looks weird- But anyways, thank you guys for reading! ♡

#cillian x fem!reader #cillian murphy #cillian one shot #cillian x y/n #cillian smut #cillian x reader #CILLIAN #johnathan crane #openheimer #batman begins #cillian murphy x reader #the delinquent season #jim x reader #Johnathan crane x reader #red eye #Jackson Rippner x Reader #female reader #cillian fic #y/n #tommy shelby #quietplace #red light #thomas shelby #watching detectives #cillian murphy fanfiction #cillian murphy x reader smut #delinquent season smut #y/n smut #fluffy smut #cillian murphy smut

[pan-annigans]

Jay x Nya: best ship!!!

Zane x Pixal: they are soulmates and no one can say otherwise.

Kai x Skylor: the two of them balance each other well, plus seeing Kai get all lovey-dovey around Skylor is just cute.

Lloyd x Akita: Akita likes Lloyd for himself and isn’t interested in his status as the Green Ninja, she just might be the one person he could be with without having to worry about keeping up appearances.

Cole x Vania: they’re just great together (as lovers or as friends), their dynamic is sweet and both admire and encourage each other with just simple honest words.

hi!! thank you so much!

I'm going to post art for all of these, along with a few of my thoughts on the ships that have been sent to me. Just for funsies :)

Fun fact, I used to hate Jaya. I thought it was really forced in the canon, and Jay's really obsessive behavior that is the catalyst for all of the events in Skybound always really bothered me? But tumblr has completely turned me around on this ship. They have their moments in canon, but in fanon they're really wonderful. thanks tumblr <3

these two...... 🥺they are really good i will admit. I'm a big fan of glaciershipping myself and I tend to prefer it over pixane, but these two are so lovely to each other and i totally see the appeal. I just wish pixal wasn't so sidelined in the canon fr what were they doing with her character??? let her be around more often let her and zane be sweet together. please smh

SKYLOR ALSO HAS NOTHING TO DO MOST OF THE TIME-- honestly this show sidelines like all of its female characters so hard. but these two are great toooo theyre sweeeet 😊 i just wish skylor was used for more than cameos. i like that she's the only one that can consistently shake kai's ego it's a great dynamic

lloyd and akita!! i'm gonna be so real with you guys i forget about akita so often ;v; which is a shame... i give her the award for most sidelined female character because she existed for half a season. but she and lloyd are sweet! I don't tend to ship lloyd with anyone personally, but i do love that they meet under the circumstances of "lloyd is in a world where his name and status mean nothing so he has no pressure to perform". it's a fantastic break for him. holy shit he deserves it

im gonna be so honest with all of you um. i actually. havent seen MotM yet. i was in the middle of my rewatch, and i got up to the point i stopped, right before MotM, and then Netflix changed their watch policies. and then of course i got busy

but from what i've seen of these two in fanon they seem alright! I usually prefer them in other wlw or mlm ships because of ONE ninjago vine compliation thing i saw with the two of them as this one tiktok and i've never been able to think of them as a couple since then. But they seem like they have a lovely friendship, whether that ends up turning to romance or not!

Thank you so much for sending me an ask, this was a lot of fun and I got to draw a lot of characters that I've never drawn before! To those of you who have sent me asks and reblogs and comments on the original post, I will be working through all of them in chronological order from when I received them in my activity tab :)

#ninjago #lego ninjago #nya smith #nya jiang #jay walker #zane julien #pixal borg #kai smith #kai jiang #skylor chen #akita #ninjago akita #lloyd garmadon #cole brookstone #vania #ninjago vania #jaya #pixane #kailor #llokita #hollyshipping #conia #vanillacakeshipping #jay x nya #zane x pixal #kai x skylor #lloyd x akita #cole x vania #I THINK THATS ALL THE SHIP TAGS OUF #a certified pan original

[starwell-tarot]

How are stans of different Xdinary heroes members like? A tarot reading ✨

Hello villains! And welcome to this tarot reading/ social experiment. This is the Xdinary Heroes version of the reading 'how are stans of different members like". You can find the Stray Kids and Ateez versions in my Masterlist!

Requested by @oraclekleo

For this reading, I have asked my cards three questions per member:

What are the stans of the member like in general?

What do stans of the member all have in common?

What about the member's personality attracts his stans to stan him?

And then you guys let me know if I have read your energy correctly and if you resonate with the reading!

I must say this is probably the most fun I've had with this specific kind of reading before. It was a rollercoaster of different personality types and I truly enjoyed it! Some were really cute and emotional and some were downright hilarious :))

Disclaimer: This is for fun purposes only and should be treated as such. Tarot can absolutely be wrong.

TW: mentions of anxiety. struggles and insecurities (and my sense of humor should also be included in the warnings lmao)

Gunil stans: The ones who shine in the dark

How are Gunil stans like in general? //  Justice XI

Gunil stans are people that have already went through somewhat of a transformation in their life. They've done some self healing, some self growth exercises, they've already searched their past for the lessons they were meant to learn. They might come off as seasoned people, wise, strong, confident, patient and self compassionate. They are responsible and trustworthy, for they believe in fair play, and practice teamwork with true kindness in their hearts.

What do Gunil stans have in common? // VII of Swords, V of Pentacles

Gunil stans were stuck for a very long time with the wrong people. Maybe it's cliche to say, but Gunil stans are different. There's something different in their step, in their smile, in their words, in their actions, doesn't matter. Something is just different about them. And it wasn't seen well by others, so they might have been outcasted or felt misplaced for a long time. But once they're allied with the right people, they become an unstoppable force. Their minds are quick and crafty - they really know how to think outside the box - and their ideas are a spark of genius. Clever, sly and with an adventurous craziness to them, Gunil stans will prove everyone their path is just as valid as everyone else's, even if it is different.

What about Gunil's personality attracts Gunil stans to bias him? // IX of Cups R

It seems Gunil stans feel emotionally soothed by Gunil. Maybe it is his confidence, his bravery to take pride in who he is, his persistence, and the fact that he knows he deserves good things; these could be reasons why - to Gunil stans who might struggle with being able to define their own worth without the need of external validation - he might be a breath of fresh air. Or perhaps he's the right motivation, the role model people needed in order to realize their true potential and start being more thankful and loving to themselves.

Gunil stans might have prominent Libra, Aquarius, Taurus, Pisces placements in their natal chart.

Jungsu stans: The angels

How are Jungsu stans like in general? //   The Sun XIX

Jungsu stans have a very warm and healing presence. They are kind and highly empathetic, reliable and extremely loved by their peers. (As they should be!) They love to take care of people's feelings, so that not only they can solve their problems, but also move on with a healthy heart. Gentle, considerate, supportive beings, they elevate the lives of all their peers. They shine the brightest, when they wear a smile on their faces, when they laugh with geniunity, and when their heart is bursting at the seams with kind love.

What do Jungsu stans have in common? // V of Pentacles R

Despite the bright exterior and the seemingly endless well of love they carry, Jungsu stans have gone/ are going through a lot more than meets the eye. There were moments when they were so hurt, so insecure, so stuck, even taking baby steps in life felt exhausting. But most likely on their own, they got back on their feet again. They are brave, resilient soldiers who always, somehow magically, can overcome and heal anything. One thing's for sure, there's a lot more to them than meets the eye, especially when it comes to life experience and wisdom (which then they use to elevate others!). Jungsu stans are very emotionally developed.

What about Jungsu's personality attracts Jungsu stans to bias him? // IV of Swords

For his fans, Jungsu time is healing time. His presence is very comforting to them, like finally coming home, to peace and quietness. His energy, his healing power, it is a crucial part of his fans' process of comfort and relaxation, and he gets them through the toughest of times. (Literally: emotional support human.)

Jungsu stans might have prominent Leo, Taurus and Libra  placements in their natal chart.

I'm not kidding when I say this, this was so sweet I almost cried. Jungsu is such an angel

Gaon stans: The wild hearts

How are Gaon stans like in general? //  The Star XVII

Gaon stans are quite the non-judgemental and open-minded bunch. They embrace uniqueness and eccentricity and live a life aspiring towards being original and free-spirited. They are friendly and carry a gentle sensitivity, that leads them to be very aware of the happiness of their peers. They probably show how much they care through humor, making people laugh or acting aloof.

What do Gaon stans have in common? // X of Wands R

Despite their goofy appearance, Gaon stans actually care way too much about things, they are in no way as carefree as they appear. They are so caring, and so selfless in fact, that it almost becomes detrimental to themselves and they need to learn how to put themselves first more often. But alas, they are extremely loyal and ride or die, would take a bullet for their peers any day.

What about Gaon's personality attracts Gaon stans to bias him? // Temperance XIV

Gaon stans feels as though Gaon somewhat completes them. Maybe he's the yin to their yang, or maybe they're so similar they can just melt into one singular energy. In any case, they feel in harmony with Gaon, like they can be themselves around him. (Read as: they vibe with Gaon really well.) I also heard "he's my spirit animal."

Just to let you know, I am laughing so hard right now this is so funny

Gaon stans might have prominent Aquarius and Sagittarius placements in their natal chart.

O.de stans: The little gremlins 😛

How are Seungmin stans like in general? //  The Star XVII, V of Wands

Seungmin stans have a certain duality about them. They are both the kindest, most giving and generous beings on earth, but they also eat chaos on toast in the morning. They love helping people and solving conflict, maintaining the peace, but they don't waste a moment getting competitive or going to war for something they believe in. This paradoxical, complex personality might leave some dumbfounded, but it is also a their biggest source of charm.

What do Seungmin stans have in common? // King of Wands R, The Devil XV

As previously stated, Seungmin stans have many sides and a certain complexity, however one of those sides is definitely being playful. Seugmin stans are quite the little devils, they love teasing people, pushing their buttons and playing around with them (harmlessly of course!). Life with a Seungmin stan will never be boring, as much as it won't be peaceful either 😂

What about Seungmin's personality attracts Seungmin stans to bias him? // X of Wands R

Seugmin is the ideal type of many of his stans. Or perhaps, he's taught some of his fans what their ideal even looks like. But wether they knew what they wanted or discovered it through Seungmin, it is clear he holds some sort of ideal. (I mean, he is kind, caring, funny, fashionable, and he can cook? I don't blame you. He can have the perfect boyfriend award.)

Seungmin stans might have prominent fire placements or Capricorn/ Aquarius/ Pisces in their natal chart.

Junhan stans: The otherworldly ones

How are Junhan stans like in general? // The Hanged Woman XII R

Junhan stans are quite rebellious and they don't like the norm. Normal is boring, they seek the things that break the rules and bring more excitement and eccentricity into this society. They appreciate the art of thinking outside the box, finding loopholes and unpopular opinions. They won't be caught following the masses as they think independently.

What do Junhan stans have in common? // II of Swords R

Junhan stans have often felt at crossroads with other people. Like they're surrounded by the wrong people, like they are misunderstood or that they're just build different than everyone else. Perhaps they struggled a lot to escape their outcast reputation.

What about Junghan's personality attracts Junhan stans to bias him? // VII of Wands R

This reading was very interesting. I could feel from the hanged woman and the two of swords that this energy was looking specifically for an energy like Junhan's because of feeling misunderstood and stuck in the wrong place, and they were searching for liberation, aka someone who can finally understand them. I feel there's a heavy emotional connection here 😊 So, as stated before, to Junhan fans, getting to know him was somewhat of an Eureka! moment. An, ah (sigh) finally. Junhan makes it feel okay to be different. He gives strength and courage to his fans as much as the needed comfort. They can finally stop the foolish pretending society "needs" and just be themselves <3

Junhan stans might have prominent Leo, Libra or Pisces placements in their natal chart.

Jooyeon stans: The Fierce Goofballs

How are Jooyeon stans like in general? // II of Cups R, VI of Cups

Jooyeon stans are lovable little goofballs. They're cute and somewhat childish (in a good way) and people seem to quickly adore them. They might also get attached easily, too, or be the types to become inseparable from their friends. They love playing around and enjoying their life as if they are a toddler all over again, and make amazing friends to be around.

What do Jooyeon stans have in common? // The Emperor IV

At first, I interpreted this as stubbornness. Jooyeon stans might be quite fierce to deal with! Rawr 😂 But then I also saw something on the idea of confidence or cockyness. Perhaps their attitude is also full of cocky charm 😁

What about Jooyeon's personality attracts Jooyeon stans to bias him? // King of Swords R, Wheel of Fortune X R

From what I can see here, for many the attraction might have happened before even getting to his personality. People seem to stumble upon him out of sheer luck, and then he begins to have some sort of power over them. Wether it is his voice, his skills, his looks (or his eyes?) he seems to magnetize people in. When it comes to personality though, I'm seeing that his ability to be in the calm center of the storm is very appealing to Jooyeon stans. He's very laid back even in the most stressful situations, and this lack of overthinking and go with the flow attitude could be both admirable and comforting to Jooyeon stans.

When it comes to the natal chart of Jooyeon stans, I got into a bit of trouble because I was literally given 8 astrological placements 😂 (which only shows how broadly liked Jooyeon is. ) I'm gonna go on a limb and say the probably would be higher with the cards from the first two questions, that being prominent Cancer, Scorpio and Aries placements. (But just know, Aquarius, Libra, Gemini, Pisces and Sagittarius were also there.)

From what I've gathered it seems when it comes to XH as well, the stans seem to take after the idol!

Once more, please let me know who you stan and if you found this reading accurate! Let's discuss <3

ALSO TIP: If you're an OT6, you'll probably be a mix of all the readings.

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[burst-of-iridescent]

atla live action thoughts: episodes 7 & 8

SPOILERS AHEAD

tw: opinions

things i liked:

i keep forgetting to say this but i love the stylization of the opening credits it looks so elegant

northern water tribe looks beautiful. the spirit oasis is stunning, this show almost never fails to deliver on visuals

i fucking KNEW they were going to end the season with azula producing lightning for the first time and it looks great i won't lie. can't wait for her blue fire

the pakku v katara fight is not bad actually, though it obviously doesn't hold a candle to the original. glad they kept the ice discs moment in because that was iconic and it does have a nice set-up of her learning it from the earthbenders

i do like that they allow aang to interact with different avatars and that they all give him different perspectives. it highlights the differences in their personalities and how the role of the avatar had to be adapted to the times they lived in

i can't remember exactly what it was but aang's line about how this isn't his world or his time went hard

"i underestimated zhao" "funny i figured that out as i was swimming away from the burning wreckage of my boat" i live for sassy zuko

good decision to take out pakku only deciding to teach katara because she was kanna's granddaughter. that reeked of exceptionalism and never sat right with me, so i appreciate that she at least proves herself and also that she includes the other women in the tribe when pushing him to let them fight

yugoda getting to yell at pakku for being a misogynistic idiot is exactly what she deserves, you tell him queen

KOIZILLA!!

seeing the fall of omashu to azula was an addition that made a lot of sense, and sets up the return to omashu episode in the next season nicely

things i disliked:

yue's wig was atrocious. can't believe i'm saying this but the shyamalan movie did it better. amber midthunder deserved so much better

the misogyny arc was a godforsaken mess. the northern water tribe is still sexist... but no one seems to be sexist except for pakku?? chief arnook seems to be grooming yue to take over as chief, the other male waterbenders are impressed by katara and respect her right away, yue seems to have a lot of autonomy, hahn is respectful and kind, and then pakku himself changes his mind on women fighting pretty much within one day. so what was the point of including it at all?

this show has completely nuked katara's rage. she would not be calmly announcing that she's fighting pakku as though it was a calculated decision because it very much wasn't! it was her sense of righteousness and outrage over injustice taking over and it hurts me deeply that they removed that because it's so important to who she is! i needed to see a LOT more power and fury in her in this scene but instead it felt extremely lukewarm

KATARA AND AANG NEVER. FUCKING. LEARN. WATERBENDING. for a show that marketed itself so heavily with the tagline "master your element" there isn't a lot of mastering going on here?? i'm sorry i don't buy at ALL that katara would be able to become a master with One waterbending scroll and watching some earthbenders. i know she's a prodigy but no one can be THAT prodigious. and it really makes her fight with zuko and subsequently being called master katara fall flat because i don't think i've been shown enough to justify that

also hate that my girl got knocked out halfway through the zutara fight because of the moon wtaf let her kick zuko's ass

a moment of silence for "aren't you a big girl now" and "you rise with the moon, i rise with the sun" you will always be famous

despite knowing the avatar needs to learn waterbending, pakku and arnook just?? walk away?? when they find out he hasn't??? SOMEONE TEACH THIS POOR BOY AN ELEMENT OTHER THAN AIR. ANY ELEMENT, I'M BEGGING

real quick, who had "momo saves a random little girl from falling rock only to be nearly killed and saved by yue and sokka in the spirit oasis" on their live action bingo? no one, that's who, BECAUSE THAT'S FUCKING BONKERS. people are dying all around them but sokka and yue decide this is the time to fuck off to save a lemur?? please be so fr

iroh telling zuko to remember his breath of fire when this show has not once established (at least, iirc) that power in firebending comes from the breath is... something. heavily dislike how little focus was given to the intricacies of learning bending in this series

HATE that they removed zhao dying because of koizilla and gave it to iroh instead. that was such a great moment of karmic justice for zhao and really highlighted how he brought about his own downfall through his pride and arrogance. i know they tried to show zuko's compassion by having him spare zhao and walk away (as a callback to the agni kai i'm guessing) but zuko risking himself to save the life of the man who tried to kill him in the original just hit SO much harder.

the pacing of the north pole arc in general was FAR too rushed. at least in the original animation we got the sense that they'd spent weeks there, but in the show it feels like it's been a couple of days MAX. there had to be much more time to build up the threat of the fire nation and the yue/sokka relationship

the sense of time passing was a problem i anticipated the show would have from the start because 8 episodes just feels shorter than 20, but i wish they'd at least done some montages or something to make it seem like time was passing between episodes. as it is, it felt like every episode picked up right after the previous and so the whole season felt like it happened within a week or two. which is a shame because it weakens the epic scale of their journey in having to cross the entire world

overall rating: 6/10. unfortunately i think these episodes were the weakest of the series both in quality of writing and entertainment value, but still fun to watch for the most part

#atla live action

[vanillahub]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

respond to the prompts out of character!

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have? Obviously, I'm heavily influenced by a set list of characters I personally love, which means I come up with a take/portrayal as I delve deeper into the lore. I tend to have a preference for side characters, rather than protags or lore heavy ones, bc of the freedom I get... BUT at the same time I've had numerous muses that carry a lot of weight in their respective franchises (see: Seto Kaiba, Captain Rex, rival Barry, Richter Belmont and Sea Dragon Kanon just to name a few).

I mainly write as canon characters, I genuinely have little to no interest in making or RPing as an OC. At most, I have 1 OC in two out of the RPCs I'm currently part of. Which explains this huge disparity.

is there anything you don’t like to write? My hard nos are Incest, Adult/minor types of relationships. Bodily fluids/toilet stuff and fetish focused RPs. One-liners and really short replies aren't fun for me, sure, they can be fun for crack/joke interactions. But they won't last long. I really love working and expanding on the source material, so RPs for me really need to have that good plotting to back it up. While I'm totally open for exploring darker/taboo subjects (e.g.: adultery, toxic relationships, etc.), they MUST carry weight on the characters and be handled accordingly.

is there anything you really enjoy writing? GIMME ALL THE WEIRD COMBOS TO INTERACT WITH!!! Characters that never met or barely interacted with one another in canon but, they can interact in our RPs!!! My jam is doing worldbuilding and expanding on the source material!!! I also enjoy writing comedy, fluff, romance, slice-of-life, over-arching stories that connect/get refferenced in other threads.

how do you come up with headcanons? I look for plotholes or anything that was barely touched upon, in the source material, and I go off from it. I try establishing connections or make them clearer, to serve as future reference for me and my RP partners. I also love taking influence from other medias I'm into.

do you write in silence or do you play music? I used to be able to multitask a lot easier in the past. Now, I mainly prefer writing in silence. Only in very rare cases, I may play some kind of lo-fi beat or lounge music.

do you plan your replies or wing them? It depends on the thread in specific! Most of them have been plotted out, so I go off what we have laid out. Only in a few cases I try to wing it.

do you enjoy shipping? YES YES. GIMME. However, due to some bad experiences in the past, I'm really picky with platonic and familial stuff (popular fanons my beloathed).

what’s your alias/name? Vani

age?  27

birthday? 19th of July

favorite color?  Purple, blue, white, red-

favorite song?  Tô de pé - Maneva

last movie you watched?  I genuinely can't remember it LOL. It must have been Saint Seiya: Legend of Sanctuary.

last show you watched?  Saint Seiya Omega

last song you listened to? Discoholic - Disco Soul (Mr. Hoosteen's "Disco's Revenge

favorite food?  Pesto Pasta

favorite season?  Summer

do you have a tumblr best friend? Check these fellas out <3

These ppl know me for the longest time Gen ( @gems-of-lirema ), Simone (@unchcsen ) , Shiba ( @celestiialnotes ), Retto ( @245s ), Bobo ( @roleplayersoul ) and Smeargle ( @ofpokemon ) !! Really special mentions to @radi0activesmile, Val and @mxlik you guys will forever hold a v special place in my heart!!

Then I'm always chatting with Ama ( @gwiazdowe ), who genuinely is one of the best ppl I've met!! Honestly, I couldn't feel anymore happier to have met you! Can't forget urs truly Mica, who lives rent-free in my walls LOL. Lea ( @todefendlife ) and Mars own my house smfh.

And also special shout out to folks I've met more recently, but still deserve a place here: @shouxryuuxha / @wayfaringstrangxr / @eternalstarlights / @triko-the-fluffy-artist <3 Love u guys!

TAGGED BY: @mayxthexforce TYSM <3333

TAGGING: Anyone wanting to do this!! Just say I tagged you <3 !

#[ rambles ] #going down memory lane with this omg...

[jajanvm-imbi]

Alright it's almost Hispanic Heritage month again yall. Here's a list of Animated characters that I, a Latina, cried over when I found out they were Latin American

For clarification, "Found out" means, having no previous knowledge of said characters and within the context of the show/movie they are confirmed Latin American.

(From the perspective of a Costa Rican 🇨🇷 specifically)

The entire Madgrial Family (Encanto)

The moment I saw the teaser trailer for Encanto I started crying. I was so BEYOND EXCITED to see real, true, positive beautiful Latin American representation in a Disney movie. I'm not even Colombian but seeing something like this become so popular made me so happy. Being able to fully understand "Dos Orugitas" in Spanish just hits so different, its not the same in English. It's such a beautiful step for Latin American representation, and I'm so excited to see what comes next for us. (Still holding out for my Latina Disney princess tho. And no, Elena doesn't count) I've also been told I look just like Mirabel and seeing a character that looks like me in a Disney movie just made my heart soar.

Luz Noceda (The Owl House)

Bruh a bisexual Latina with mommy issues AND she's bilingual??? She's just like me fr.

Lance McClain (V*ltron Legendary Defender)

He was my absolute favorite character in V*ltron and I will NEVER forgive them for ruining his arc and making him sad forever. He deserved a happy ending. He's NOT "just a boy from Cuba", he's so important and lovely.

Miles Morales (Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse)

I'm not a comic book reader, so Into the Spiderverse was the first time I met Miles. Finding out he was Afro Latino made me heart soar. He's a sweet boy, such a good character in the movie, and definitely deserved the Oscar. Can't wait for the sequel.

Claire Nuñez (Tales of Arcadia)

Claire is literally such a badass. She's amazing, an amazing character, her story with Jim is beautiful. Love it when she's speaks Spanish. 10/10 character (Watch Tales of Arcadia it's really good)

Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera (Ducktales 2017)

King of my heart. Wholesome dork. Voiced by Lin Manuel Miranda.

Gosalyn Mallard (Ducktales 2017)

What I literal icon. I really really REALLY hope that the rumored Darkwing Duck reboot uses the DT 2017 versions of the DW characters cause this Gosalyn is a QUEEN

Hector Nieves Aka: Hi-Five (Glitch Techs)

Glitch techs was such a cute show it deserved to keep running. Screw Nickelodeon for canceling it just as it was starting to get interesting. Anyway this dork is adorable. Bilingual gamer king.

Troy Sandoval (Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts)

Hi this cutie patootie is a literal king. He and Benson are so cute together. (GO WATCH KIPO AND THE AGE OF WONDERBEASTS ON NETFLIX I PROMISE YOU'LL LOVE IT)

Honorable Mentions:

(From top to bottom, left to right. Tumblr only allows 10 images at a time so I had to combine them)

• Señor Hueso and Capitan Piel, who together make the icon Don Suave (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 2018):

I literally laugh my ass off whenever I watch the episode "Hidden City Job" and they do the whole Don Suave bit. Like it's so over the top yet accurate to telenovela characters that I can't help but laugh every time. When they first introduced Capitan Piel, I instantly laughed so hard before they even translated it because they did the whole Skin and Bones bit and I just thought it was so clever. 10/10 duo I'd love to see more of them. (GO WATCH ROTTMNT PLEASE THEY NEED ALL THE SUPPORT THEY CAN GET IF THEY WANT A SEASON 3)

• Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel)

People were giving Vivziepop shit accusing her of making Vaggie the "angry Latina stereotype) and I couldn't disagree more. Vaggie is perfectly fine as a character, and I can't wait to see what they do with her in the official Hazbin Hotel series!!

• Isabella Garcia-Shapiro (Phineas and Ferb)

Phineas and Ferb was the first fandoms I was ever in, and Isabella holds such a special place in my heart. Love her to pieces

• Marco Diaz (Star vs. The Forces of Evil)

Svtfoe was also one of the first fandoms I was in, so seeing one of the leads be portrayed as Mexican made 12 year old me so happy.

• Miguel Rivera (Coco)

Coco is such a beautiful movie, and I ONLY watch it in Spanish. Miguel is such a sweet and special boy, he really brought the joy of music back into his family.

• Soos (Jesus) Alzamirano Ramirez

Gravity Falls was ALSO one of the first fandoms I was in (PnF, GF, and Svtfoe were my main 3 for a time), and finding out this loveable goof was Latino made me really happy

• Princess Elena Castillo Flores

Now she may not be an official Disney princess (she doesn't meet all the requirements to be part of the franchise) but that doesn't mean she isn't excellent representation for young children. Although the show doesn't represent one specific Latin American country/culture, the show does have bits and pieces of many different LatAm cultures, and even some indigenous inspiration here and there with all the mythology aspects. It isn't perfect, but I do still appreciate Elena's presence in Disney.

Happy Hispanic Heritage Month everyone!!!

#Encanto #la familia madrigal #luz noceda #the owl house #Lance McClain #voltron #miles morales #into the spiderverse #claire nunez #tales of acadia #fenton crackshell cabrera #ducktales 2017 #gosalyn Mallard #ducktales gosalyn #darkwing duck #glitch techs high five #glitch techs #troy sandoval #kipo and the age of wonderbeasts benson #rise of the teenage mutant ninja tutles #rottmnt señor hueso #rottmnt capitan piel #hazbin hotel vaggie #isabella garcia shapiro #marco diaz #miguel rivera #gravity Falls soos #elena of avalor #hispanic heritage month #animation

[marshmallowprotection]

Listen I know it’s March but I just thought of giving Ray Christmas presents for the first time and I’m sobbing

God. See, by the time we meet Unknown in the Christmas DLC, he is of the belief that Christmas is a lie... and in many ways, yeah, that's a very easy perspective to deal with. You see kids in poverty struggle to receive a single gift and kids who are more fortunate get anything in the world. It's by luck, by chance, a flip of a coin when it comes to the luck a child has in life in that regard.

Saeran and Saeyoung Choi were born in a situation where Christmas wasn't a happy thing for either of them. Unknown recounts how he's angry at the grown-ups who lie about Santa, and how angry he is to see Santa give gifts to "good kids" and he was never "good enough" to receive a single gift. Like, we understand why Saeran didn't get a single thing unless Saeyoung fought to get him something before he went into the agency, but it doesn't chance the grief Saeran feels in his heart about Christmas.

Christmas can be... a very hard time for many people. It's a season of good will and cheerfulness, but consumerism, capitalism, and every inch of goodwill gets sapped out in the modern day, unfortunately. It isn't fun for many little kids. I understand Unknown's pain, I know it all too well, but I imagine... it's different for Ray. Well, because, Ray is the boy who doesn't stop dreaming.

He can't stop believing in fairytales and happily ever after. I can see him trying his best to keep believing in Christmas, in Santa, and in the stories he heard... even if he finds himself with nothing under a tree or in a stocking.

That's the painful thing about him. He keeps believing even if it hurts.

After all, that's something that is told to us by Suit Saeran countless times. Ray doesn't stop trying to see the best in things even if it hurts him, even if he's confused, and even if he doesn't know what to believe anymore, he keeps believing that someday everything will be okay. Of course, when it's mentioned to us, his core belief is that someday he might be able to live with V and Saeyoung again.

 I don't think its wrong to carry on his wish to more wishful thinking.

If you happen to be in Mint Eye around Christmas, I imagine he would try to pull out the stops to make it wonderful for you. He isn't the kind of person who would want to make it about himself, but you're not going to let him not experience the wonder he's trying to give you. You see it, don't you? You see that painful look on his face every time he smiles and you know no matter how much he tries to put on a show for you, he wishes that he could experience this kind of wonder. 

He would try to make you all kinds of gifts to fill up a tree in your room of all places. But, I agree with you in saying that it would be amazing to help him experience the Christmas magic he wants to experience.

The best thing you could do would be to hide a handmade present underneath the tree he brought into your room. I can see him being excited by watching you open things he's made for you all morning, but when you get to the bottom of the pile, and you discover something with his name on it, you smile at him, and he's touched. 

I don't think you could get away with telling him it was from Santa, but I do think you could tell him that you wanted to get him something because it's the spirit of the season. Giving is the core value, and you want him to understand that the world may be a difficult place, but he's a part of it and that means he deserves to receive something just like everyone else. 

He'll cry.

And you'll hold him.

But, it will be okay.

#mod kait #ask #mystic messenger #anon #mysme #saeran choi #mysticmessenger #mm #choi saeran #ray choi #choi ray #ray mm #ray mysme #ray mystic messenger #christmas dlc #character analysis

[drabbles-mc]

Learned From The Best

Richie Jerimovich x Jess

Warnings: 18+, Season 2 Spoilers, language, fluff, me being obsessed with these two

Summary: Despite Jess's last words to Richie, "Don't be a stranger," it still ends up that somehow she is the one to cross over his path when she stops in at The Bear one night.

Word Count: 3.5k

A/N: I sat down and threw this all out onto the page in one sitting. I finished writing this at 1am and had to fight every urge to post it in that very moment. I love these two. I love Richie. I fully plan on writing more canon character x canon character fics for this show because no one can stop me lmaooo. Richie just. He deserves nice things.

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Even though Richie was looking down at the tablet on the small hostess podium in front of him, he still heard the sound of the restaurant door opening. He could separate out that sound from the buzzing of the dining area. He was speaking before he even looked up, but he only got a few words out before his eyes lifted and he saw who had just come striding in.

“Good evening, and welcome to—” He stopped short, eyes widening as he tried not to trip and fumble over nothing. “Oh, shit,” he said softly, a smile breaking out across his face in place of the shock. “Chef Jess.”

She laughed quietly at that, just as much at his shot and slip-up of vulgarity as the fact that he still called her Chef Jess. She brought her hands in front of her, using both to hold onto the small clutch purse that she had with her.

“I think you can just call me Jess here, Chef,” she replied, a joking lilt to her tone.

He smiled, hands bracing against the podium in front of him. “Right. Right.” The two of them stared at each other for another couple of seconds before Richie remembered where he was and what he was doing. Clearing his throat, he jumped right back into the professional demeanor that Jess of all people had taught him so well. “How many tonight?”

Her smile widened just a touch. “Just me.”

Richie had been looking down at the seating arrangements, wanting to pick just the right place for her. But he hadn’t been expecting her to say that she was there alone. He figured that she was meeting up with a friend, or even multiple friends. There was the possibility that she was there for a date but he didn’t want to think about that, he also didn’t want to think about why he didn’t want to think about that.

Even with his chin still tilted down, his eyes flicked back up to hers. She tilted her head just slightly, like she was waiting for him to make some kind of comment, maybe even crack a joke since he usually seemed to have one up his sleeve for just about any occasion.

Instead, he looked back down and chose what he thought would be the perfect table for her before stepping out from behind the podium and motioning for her to walk with him. “Right this way then, Chef.”

She let out a chuckle and shook her head at the fact that he was still calling her that. It would be an odd transition, maybe one that neither of them would ever really get past for a long time. There was a brand of familiarity in it, though.

As the two of them walked towards Jess’s table, all Richie could do was try to keep looking over at her. She was dressed so differently than when she was working in the kitchen, which was understandable. Rather than the black and white suit, Jessica was dressed in a beautiful and extremely flattering black dress. Instead of a high-collared button-down and a tie, her dress came off each shoulder, the slightest bit of a V in the middle where the pendant of her necklace rested. Richie also noticed that the small red clutch in her hand matched the red heels she was wearing, the type of shoe that she would be far too smart to wear to her own restaurant because she wouldn’t be able to run around and stand in them for hours on end. Her hair was down in loose waves around her shoulder with the exception of two locks that she had pulled back and clipped behind her head.

“Here you are,” Richie said as he pulled out a chair for her to sit in at the small two-top table. A table positioned so that she could see most of what was going on in the restaurant, but she could also get the slightest bit of a peak back towards the kitchen too.

She nodded, smiling as she sat down. “Thank you.”

“I’ll be right back with your drink.” He paused, lingering for a moment as he went back and forth before finally deciding to say what he’d been thinking since she walked into The Bear, what he’d been thinking since he staged and she told him to stay the fuck out of her way. “You look beautiful, by the way.”

Jess smiled, heat creeping up her neck and into her face as she looked up at Richie. “Thank you.” She made a point to look him over slowly, carefully. “I’m glad you’re still wearing suits.”

He laughed quietly as he nodded. “Me too.”

Richie strode quickly but calmly away from Jess’s table and back to the kitchen. He walked through the door, into the throws of controlled chaos that they’d all gotten so accustomed to. Waiting for the right moment, he got Sydney’s attention.

“Hey, Chef?” Richie spoke up.

Her eyes were on the expo in front of her but she was listening to every word he said. “Yes, Chef, how can I help you?”

“Just fired the first order for table twenty-two, but, um…” he started to trail off, not exactly sure what he wanted to say to Sydney, what he was even planning on asking of her.

She finally looked over at him. “Did something go wrong?”

“No, no, n-no,” he stammered for a moment. Taking a deep breath, he adjusted his tie. “Just, just make sure it all hits, alright?”

Sydney’s brows pinched together as she tried to figure out what had Richie off-kilter the way he was. “Alright, yea, sure. I’ll make sure it hits.” She paused. “Can I ask who is at table twenty-two?”

He sighed. “If I’m being honest, Chef, I’d rather you didn’t.”

Sydney’s eyes widened as she smiled and laughed. “Who’s at table twenty-two?”

The two of them looked at each other for a moment before Syd turned around, switching from facing her team of chefs to facing the narrow stripe of glass that let her see out into the dining area. She stood up on her tip-toes for a moment as she scanned to see who it was that Richie was so concerned about.

When her eyes landed on Jess, she found herself standing there with more questions than answers. “Who is she?”

Richie shook his head slightly. “Someone I don’t want to fuck up in front of, alright? Is that a good enough answer?”

Sydney flashed him a slick grin, but nodded nonetheless. “We’ll take care of her, Richie. Don’t worry about it.”

He let out a short sigh of relief as he gave her a nod, not that he was really all that worried about them not taking care of Jess. “Thank you, Chef.”

Sydney was smiling to herself as she returned her attention to the expo in front of her. “You’re welcome, Chef.”

Richie was fighting every impulse he had to linger around Jessica’s table, to constantly be checking in on her. He didn’t want to be breathing down her neck, plus there was an entire dining room of other people that he also had to take care of. Most of the time, Richie didn’t mind sharing tables with Sweeps and Fak—what they were all doing these days was a team effort after all. But he made sure that he was the only one checking in with Jess. It made it easier that she’d come in a little closer to the tail-end of the big dinner rush. Things were a little quieter.

“How is everything?” he had to force himself not to bookend the question with Chef. This time he was successful unlike some of the other times he’d stopped to ask her some version of that same question.

She nodded approvingly. “Everything has been really great, Richie.”

He beamed at her. “Good, good. I’m, I’m glad to hear it.” He paused for a beat, an almost shy grin on his face as he said, “I wish I knew you were coming in tonight—would’ve rolled out, you know, the whole fuckin’ red carpet and everything for you.”

She shook her head at him. “Richie—”

“I know, I know,” he held his hands up in surrender, “Language.”

She laughed. “What I was actually going to say, was that even without a red carpet, this has all been phenomenal.”

“You’re not just sayin’ that to make me feel better?”

She arched one eyebrow. “Do you think that I would?”

He laughed, nodding in concession to her point. “That’s true.” He paused, clearing his throat, eyes dropping to look at his shoes for a moment as he tried to gather up a bit of courage. “There’s one more course. But if you have the time, and if you wouldn’t mind, there’s something else I’d love for you to try afterwards, too.”

She perked up at the statement, a smile on her face. “Got something up your sleeve, Richie?”

The smile on his face was soft. “Always. Learned from the best.” There was a comfortable beat of quiet between them before he said, “I’ll go check on your last course.”

By the time that she was done with that, Jess noticed that most people in the restaurant had cleared out. Ordinarily, she’d feel bad, or even awkward, about being one of the last people out. Not this time, though. She was more than content to sit and wait to see what Richie was going to be bringing out, what he had up his sleeve.

Richie was standing just inside the kitchen, looking at Jessica through the pane of glass. He was so caught up in staring at her that he didn’t even hear Sydney walking up behind him. “Just gonna stare at her until we close, or…?”

He flinched at the sound of her voice. “Fuck me, Chef. Don’t, don’t do that.”

Sydney laughed, rolling her eyes. “Stop stalling. Go, you know, go profess your undying love for her.” Both of them laughed and Sydney amended her statement. “Or at least go tell her that you were happy to see her.”

Richie took a deep breath and nodded, knowing that he could only stand with his face practically pressed up against the glass for so long. Turning to Syd, he asked, “You got the thing?”

Sydney’s smile was genuine as she nodded. She grabbed the small covered tray off the edge of the counter and handed it to him. “I got the thing.”

Richie took a deep breath before allowing Sydney to pass the tray off to him. “Thank you, Chef.”

“You’re welcome.” She gestured to the door. “Now go, please.”

Before he could talk himself out of it, Richie walked through the kitchen door and back out into the dining area. He tried to pretend he was more confident than he felt as he made his way back over to Jessica’s table. She was sitting there, looking around and seeming as content as the moment that she had walked in. Richie tried to take comfort in that.

“Thank you for your patience, Chef Jess.”

She smiled at him. “I figured whatever it is would be worth the wait.”

He set the tray down in the middle of her table. He watched as she looked at the tray and then back up to him. Once they locked eyes, he motioned to the chair across from her. “Mind if I…?”

She tried not to let her smile grow cartoonishly wide. Gesturing to the seat, she said, “By all means.”

Richie undid the button on his suit jacket as he sat down across the table from Jess. Taking a deep breath, he looked her in the eyes. “Now, I didn’t have time to do a deep-dive on you before you got here,” he said it light enough for both of them to laugh even though they both knew that there was nothing but truth in his words, “but I think you’ll still really like this.” He reached to remove the cover from the tray. “I asked Chef Sydney if she could pull together something special for you, and of course she said yes.”

Jessica chuckled softly. “Because no one can say no to you?”

He shot her a look that was as joking as it was kind. “You know that’s not true.”

She laughed a little harder at that. “I know.” She watched as Richie finally lifted the top from the tray. Her eyes were wide as she looked down at the plate in front of her. “Wow.”

Richie had had a lot of proud moments in the last few months that had gone by. From staging with Jess and Garrett and the rest of their team, to hustling through the chaos of Friends & Family at The Bear, to all of the other times since then that he and Natalie had kept things afloat and running as smoothly as they could hope, there were a lot of moments that he could smile about when he thought back on them. He’d done more in the last few months than he ever thought that he was capable of. But seeing the look on Jess’s face in that moment, and knowing that she was a large part of the reason that he knew that he was capable of doing everything else, there was a completely different sense of pride in that.

“You said,” he spoke like he was choosing each word with such care, “that you can do what you do because you get to make someone’s night every night.” He gestured to the dessert between them. “But I think it’s only fair that every now and then someone makes your night.”

Jess dragged her teeth lightly against her bottom lip for a moment, not having expected any of this. She hadn’t expected to walk into The Bear and be greeted by Richie in the first place, so everything after that was just as surprising. She had no doubt that when he left he would be doing well somewhere, she just didn’t think that she’d get to experience it first-hand.

“My night was made the second I got here,” she told him honestly, trying not to think about the heat rising in her face as she said it. “But, that being said,” she picked up her fork, “this looks amazing and I won’t say no to it.”

Richie laughed, unable to think of the last time he’d smiled as widely as he was at that moment. “Enjoy.”

She paused with her fork halfway to the dish. “You’re having some too?”

His eyes crinkled at the edges as he grinned. “I didn’t wanna be presumptuous, but since you asked…” he trailed off as he reached into the pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out a fork of his own, earning another laugh from the beautiful woman sitting across from him.

The two of them were quiet for a couple minutes as they ate. Richie admitted that he had no idea what Sydney was going to pull together for her when he asked for something special, which had them both laughing for a moment before they started listing off all the things that they could taste in the dish. It was like the next level of the game they’d played after hours at Jessica’s restaurant. The stakes felt different this time.

Richie wanted to tell her about everything that he’d done since he’d finished staging and came back to The Bear. He wanted to tell her how every night he was just trying to be as much like her as he could manage, keeping things running as smoothly as possible. He wanted to tell her about the chaos of opening night, how he and Sydney managed to flip things on a dime and make it work. There were so many things that he wanted to talk to her about, but he didn’t. It wasn’t the time. Hopefully one day it would be the right time for all that, but it wasn’t yet.

“I’m—”

“You know—”

They both started talking at the same time, both stopped talking at the same time. They each laughed, shaking their heads. They’d gotten so good at not tripping over themselves, over other people by the nature of their work. Not this time.

Richie gestured for her to talk. “Ladies first.”

Jess gave a tiny roll of her eyes but she was still smiling. “I was just going to say, I’m glad that I got to see you here. I’m…I’m glad I got to experience you like this.”

Richie felt like he had to sit with that for a minute, revel in the meaning and the weight of it. He tried to sound less emotional than he felt. “I’m glad I got to see you here too.” He paused, looking down at his hands for a moment before looking at her again. “You know, I don’t…I don’t know if I would’ve been able to do all of this if it wasn’t for you, if it wasn’t for everyone—”

“Richie,” she cut him off, firm but gentle, “this,” she gestured to all of him, “is all you.”

His shoulders rose and fell in a small shrug, a tiny smile quirking the end of his mouth. “Maybe. But you, you made me better. So, you know, thank you for that.”

Part of her felt like it wasn’t the type of thing she should really be saying you’re welcome for, but another part of her knew that Richie would feel better if she said it. So she did. “You’re welcome.”

Relief went through him at that. He let another second pass before standing up, redoing the button of his jacket as he did. Reaching, he deftly lifted the tray and forks off the table. “I’ll get this out of your way.”

She smiled up at him. “Thank you.”

He was about to turn and walk back towards the kitchen when he saw Jess reaching for her purse. “Oh,” he spoke up, leaning in a little closer almost like he was telling her a secret, “no check tonight.”

“Richie.”

“Jess,” he easily mimicked her tone back to her.

She huffed out a quiet laugh, knowing that she wasn’t going to win the battle. She was on Richie’s turf now. Taking a deep breath, she simply nodded. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Once he’d cleared the table they were sitting at, Richie walked alongside Jessica back to the front door. This time she was the one who was looking over at him. “You escort everyone out?”

He laughed, face warming at the question. “It’s no red carpet, but you know, least I could do.”

Jess stopped at the door, standing with her back to it as she faced Richie. “Thank you again for everything.”

He shook his head, waving it off like it wasn’t a big deal. Because it wasn’t, really. It mattered, because it was Richie and because it was her, but it wasn’t a burden. In his mind, all of this had been the least that he could do for her.

“Next time let me know ahead of time and I’ll send a car.”

“Or you could come pick me up,” she offered for him.

His eyes widened at that, a cheesy grin on his face as he nodded. “That could work too.”

Stepping in, she pressed a quick, soft kiss to his cheek, leaving behind the faintest hint of lipstick. “Goodnight, Richie.”

He almost couldn’t force the words out past his surprise at the gesture. “Yea, g-goodnight.”

Richie watched as she turned and walked out the door. The smile on his face grew wider when he saw the way she cast him an extra glance over her shoulder. There was a smile on her face too as she finally started walking down the sidewalk.

Richie let out a sigh, a deep breath he’d forgotten that he was holding in. Finally, he turned back around so that he was facing the expanse of the restaurant. He was about to take a step towards the kitchen when he saw both Carmy and Syd lurking in the doorway.

“Jesus, fuck,” Richie said with a shake of his head. “You two just standing there fuckin—”

“Did you get her number?” Syd asked, cutting him off.

“What?” Richie had never looked more confused in his life.

“Her phone number, cousin, did you get her phone number?” Carmy interjected, more amused by it all than he had any right to be.

“Oh, shit,” Richie’s eyes went wide, “do, do you think I should…?” he trailed off as he pointed his thumb back over his shoulder.

“Yes!” both Carmy and Syd answered in unison.

Richie was already turning on his heel to take off out the door. “Right, right.” He pushed the glass door open with ease before going and trying to play catch-up. “Yo, Chef, wait up! I got a question!”

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dts s2 e6-7

e6 -ALEX EPISODE -every time ive watched this episode and he says his sisters name (zoe) it's startled me. i anticipate it and it surprises me every time -"we are trying to give young people a chance. That's part of the Red Bull philosophy." (Helmut Marko) oh ok. oh OK. OH OK. -i need him biblically. i need him in a way that's concerning for feminism -OK UM so i watched the first half in the morning and the second half after my shift and i was like. im so wiped idk how emotionally i'll even be able to engage -and damn do i truly underestimate my ability to be affected by something i've seen and heard about over and over again. -ok but the parallels between alex's mom talking about being scared as a mom vs daniel's mom talking about the same thing in s1e1 -random cate sighting is crazy i almost forgot how she dated pierre lmao -god i NEED an alex/williams episode next season i miss him on this show soooooo much -its silly but every time i see that clip of anthoine kissing his girlfriend its instant waterworks

e7: -first of all obsessed with seb saying y'all. love him miss him sm -GOD you can just see how charles still has hopes and dreams here he hasnt been crushed and hardened by the ferrari machine yet. what a sweet time for him :/ -sebchal makes me so *gnawing at the bars of my enclosure* -part of me wishes they showed charles' win at monza w/ more charles centric focus? it was such a big deal for him and i think it deserved more. THAT BEING SAID it does set up the sebchal rivalry dynamic well, which is what the documentarians chose to focus on, and for that they did well. -i could say the same for seb's singapore win. it makes sense from a storytelling persepctive to focus on these from the rivalry lense but damn do i know these are iconic wins for both of them and its bittersweet that they don't get their own focus -i'm so confused how charles literally looks straight down the camera lense and says that he was signed with the knowledge that he'd be second to seb, and then gets MAD when they prioritize seb???? like when they prioritize charles seb has ever right to be mad bc that goes against what he was told but charles?????? i know that its bc theyre gonna be super competitive no matter what they're told bc its in their nature but Come Onn -"every world champion has what I term an 'inner bastard', and its the ability to make the tough decision when you have to." i do NOT take will buxton slander on this blog. i love this quote sm and as a baby fan it was big in understanding driver v team politics. it is SUCH an important skill to know when to be a team player and when to be selfish, and the ones who figure it out are the ones who maximize best outcomes. (a good example of this recently imo is carlos in singapore!) -"we'll start by holding hands." when i know its coming and i'm still vibrating gnawing on my enclosure etc etc. brainworms well and alive and fed -GOD rly puts into perspective how charles has been being fucked over by the ferrari engine since Day One -sebastian vettel has the vibes of a restaurant manager who isn't doing the greatest job but he'll never get in trouble because every single waitress is swooning every time he speaks. let me know if this makes sense -with more seb history context: i wonder how much this parallels to the dynamic in rb when daniel joined--and he left the following year. christian talks all about daniel "running from a fight" with max... wonder if thats also, at least in these instances, sebs instinct as a driver in this system. don't take this analysis too serious btw i'm just spitballin

#she speaks #dtsrewatch #i was gonna get episode 7 2night but i am so so sleepy i'm gonna take a midday nap and we'll see what i can do tomorrow! #i've also been Very Busy setting up my sims wedding its very important

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I am curious to ask, this question has been haunting me for ages but would Homelander care about Ryan just as much had he been born without powers? I mean I feel like he would be pretty disappointed and feel conflicted between having a son but a son who is a "mud person" from his genes, I could also see Homelander maybe considering injecting Ryan with Compound V. Never really being able to accept his son bring human. I bring this up because I keep seeing platonic father Homelander with human daughter s/o (Platonic mind you) and I just don't think he'd be very loving to a human child from him. I could see him sorta seeing them as a runt of the litter so to speak. Your thoughts?

suuuuch a tough question to answer. honestly, one of my theories for season 4 is that Butcher may attempt to "de-supe" Ryan in order to wipe away some of the shine on him from Homelander's eye. it feels a very Butcher line of thinking to have, assuming Homelander only cares about Ryan so long as he's a supe. from Butcher's point of view, it may be the only thing that ultimately allows Ryan to live a normal life, and obviously it would very much be Butcher's preference.

back to the point, Homelander's first question about his child was "was it a boy?" but i think this question is more nuanced than just 'he wanted a son.' i think he asked this because vogelbaum is describing to Homelander what we the audience see; the baby had laser vision and freakish strength. Homelander wasn't JUST asking if the baby was a boy, he was asking if this baby was him.

Homelander needed it to be true. he needed Ryan to be him. he's extremely defensive about Ryan experiencing any of the same traumas he did, but from the very beginning he's also wildly sensitive to any implication that Ryan is anything less than a god. anything less than he is. part of this is due to Homelander seeing Ryan as an extension of himself; a means to heal his inner child. give himself the life he deserved through his perfectly super child. just like he was confident Ryan was as tough as him and could definitely fly, despite zero evidence, i do think he would be extremely confident Ryan, were he born normal, would survive a round of V, and have all his dads same power. i can see him trying to convince Ryan of accepting it. could Homelander accept Ryan as a human? maybe not as enthusiastically as he did in canon, but I also don't think Homelander would be able to abandon his own child. not after what happened to him.

now, with all that in mind, had the baby been a daughter... i think that would have completely changed the role she plays in Homelander's psyche. in terms of his emotional healing, it would instead put him in the forward facing role as her father, and what that would mean for his future and growth, rather than what her experiences mean for his inner child healing.

i think the introduction of a daughter would elicit that reaction in him whether she was a supe or not. Homelander is vicious towards humans broadly speaking, but he's not immune to caring about them as individuals. i think any child of Homelander is still inherently better to him than any other person simply by virtue of being his. i think a non-supe child would be less of a runt and more of a... pet. not his equal, but above the others.

ALL that aside, we can theorize to our hearts content based on the writing we have what Homelander may or may not think/do with a human child, but in the end we don't have a precedent for it, so it's entirely up to interpretation, and what stories we as the fandoms want to see/engage with. i think the reason we see so much dadlander content is because we have daddy issues it's fun to engage with! it's as much a fantasy as any of the romantic x reader content i write. people read fanfic for all kinds of things, and girldad's are a common trope in fan communities for a reason. it's endearing, we love them, and it tells a good story. Homelander is consistently shown loving people for what emotional need they fulfill in him. we've seen supes and humans alike in those roles for him. he may have a bias against humans, but it's undeniable that he still craves the validation and love of them nonetheless. the hatred he feels for humanity is a defense mechanism for his own feelings of abandonment, isolation and rejection in childhood. his conversation with mirrorlander illustrates these conflicting feelings perfectly.

#phew this got long i'm sorry i'm a little stoned lmao #also s/o means significant other right?? people aren't using that for familial content are they? or am i using it wrong #anyways thanks for the question! #i have a lot of thoughts and hopes for what season 4 is going to give us re: the relationship between ryan and homelander #i'm also deeply nervous about it dfghjkl #homelander meta #the boys meta #s4 speculation

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(I find your commentary about the show and the characters v interesting so I thought I'd ask)

I remember a Peter Gould interview from before season 6 premiered, where he says that we should ask ourselves what does Jimmy deserve and if 'there any way for him to win any redemption after everything that he's done'. And after watching yesterday's chapter i honestly don't know what to think. What does he AND Kim deserve. But the fact that he wants us to consider it. and what does 'redemption' means in the context of the whole show. Especially after that article where Bob talks about how 'he likes where he ends up'. A part of me still has sympathy for them but after yesterday i honestly don't know what they 'deserve'...especially now that we'll see Walt and Jesse and probably the breaking bad timeline...

i think the concept of what people "deserve" is a very nebulous one and very often in discussing it especially in terms of characters here people often land on this idea of well, punishment fits the crime and atonement for sins and all that. and while i think its an easy way to paraphrase the 'morality' of the brba universe - bad people get what they deserve - a more ACCURATE assessment would be that people experience the consequences of their actions (and often the unforeseen consequences of the actions of people around them). so their fates are not necessarily some universal, objective "deserved" fate that matches the harm that they've caused, but just the natural end to the choices they've made (and, importantly, works from a writing standpoint of fulfilling the arc of their character). like walter white, if we're talking "deserved," balancing the scales of the violence he inflicted, he probably "deserved" more than an arguably peaceful death after enacting revenge on people. but in terms of where his life went, he and the people around him fully experienced the consequences of his actions and his death resolved the show in an incredibly fulfilling way.

in terms of what anybody truly deserves, from innocent people like howard to harmful people like kim or jimmy or even lalo, everybody really deserves the chance and ability to live a life that fulfills them and doesn't harm others, everybody deserves happiness. but the important thing i think we'll see in bcs's ending is that people have to make the choice to get this and become better people. i think that's something that jesses arc in brba showed well (and theres a much larger and more articulate post about this that i read on here and i wish i could remember who wrote it) where we see jesse deal in various ways with the harm he's caused, through feeling guilt, trying to punish himself for it, rejecting this idea of "acceptance" and moving forward because to him it means that you can just keep doing bad things as long as you accept you've done them, but in el camino we see him really understand what that sentiment actually means - that blaming and punishing yourself for harm you've caused doesn't actually help anybody, least of all yourself. it only perpetuates this violence because once you've convinced yourself that all of this is innately your fault and theres nothing you can do to recover from it or wipe that stain off of your life, it becomes that much easier to continue causing harm, because you've labeled yourself as a "bad" person, and that's what bad people do. accepting what you've done doesnt mean absolving yourself of all sin. it means being able to move forward with your life and make better choices, realizing that there aren't good people and bad people and the concept of atoning is ultimately a very futile one.

i read the same bob odenkirk interview that you mention and one of the things that stood out to me most in it was what he says about telling peter and vince that sometimes people do learn the right lesson from bad situations, and that while historically in jimmys life this has not been the case, but as gene, after everything, isn't it possible that he can actually learn and grow from this? i think this existence as gene is "punishment" enough, having every part of your individual being stripped away into a automated hole of nothing, being unable to make connections with the outside world, unable to express yourself in any way, it's a really devastating and empty existence. so i think in terms of jimmy and kims endings, i think bobs interview indicates that we might be moving towards an ending like that, one like jesses, one where people actually do grow from their actions and consequences. and i dont think the harm that they've caused, terrible as it is, should deny them from living a good life. being punished still won't bring howard back, or chuck back, or anyone back.

#ask #anon #sorry what was the question again. #better call saul #bcs s6 spoilers

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oh my goodness...kiki !!

its midterm season so i don't have a chance to write a full review just yet ( ahhh i have so much more to say !!) but ever since you released the teaser and snippet of the fic, i really had no idea what to expect.

the story is so so great, kiki. its such a fresh, real and raw portrayal and approach to this trope. i hope you're happy and proud of what you created !! the fact that its primarily a character driven made the reading experience sooooo satisfying, especially this being an angst piece. (you know how much i love pain lmao) you were able to flesh out each character and their roles respectively. i love the way you chose to execute this piece. its a slice of life, just a snippet into this world, but i was so full of life. hehe 🤍 idk how you do it but you write in a way that makes people invested.

the only happy solution to me would be in a case scenario where jeongguk heals from the trauma he experienced. he's stuck in the past and it's hurting everyone around him. whether or not he's aware of this or wants things to change, he can't because then he'd have to process what happened and that means feeling. until that happens only can oc or seulgi can remain in the picture

i'm glad you decided to share your writings. all of your stories are lovely. i'm looking forward to the next one no matter how long it takes 🤍🤍

sending this again bc i think tumblr ate my ask 🥺

oh my goodness hi bby!! thank you so much for all the kind words ily a lot :’)

i really worried while writing it that it was going to come off fake or… like justifying it in a way? which is not what was trying to do at all!! i was trying to portray people doing not great things through the eyes of someone who is naive and not equipped to deal with the situation.

i also worried that the ambiguity made the story confusing!! there’s been some confusion but i think most understood what happened and not all of the context was undetectable which is v cool!!

and that’s so true!! like i think the only semi-good ending is jungkook getting help. he needs it desperately, but i think in his mind… help is forgetting if that makes sense? in a way, he doesn’t want to move on, because moving on feels like he’s losing whatever piece of seol he has left. i also think he feels like he deserves to suffer. it’s morbid and sad but v true :(

my next piece is v lighthearted and fun!! hopefully shouldn’t take too long. and then afterwards i can finally start writing my magnum opus lol!!

#ask #fic: the weekend #i also need to dive more into your masterlist aswell my love !!! #every bit ive seen of your writing is absolutely ethereal

[torreshalstead]

You make the miles worth it - Chapter 11

Summary - The Chicago Marathon had always been a dream for Hailey. And when she meets a stranger in pink running shoes whilst training, she realises maybe she had been dreaming for more.

Chapters - 12/21

Chapter Summary - After a bad day at work, a run and drinks with Jay is exactly what Hailey needed.

Notes - hope everyone had a lovely festive season! I took a week off posting this story last week and posted my Christmas oneshot instead but now I’m back with this story and hope you enjoy this next chapter! AO3 Link

9 weeks to go

Hailey stormed through the door into the apartment, letting it slam behind her, the sound ricocheting through the hallway.  She had just finished what had felt like the longest shift in the world and it was all thanks to her arse of a manager.  The only bright spot of the day was that in 30 minutes she was meeting up with Jay.  They had decided to do an evening run today due to both of their shifts and were going to grab a drink afterwards.  They weren’t going far so decided to brave Molly’s in their running kit, hoping it wouldn’t be too gross, to save going home to change.

The thought of seeing Jay had been what had kept her going through the past 8 hours.  Every text she had received throughout the day had brought a smile to her face:

Looking forward to our run later - Jay

Please don’t injure your manager or else I’ll have to bury the crime - Jay

But I would. For you - Jay

See you in 2 hours :) - Jay

Somehow even when she was having a hideous day, he knew exactly what to say.

‘So work was really that bad today?’ Jay asked as the pair jogged down the running trail, the sun was setting, lighting up the sky in shades of pinks and orange.  He glanced over to his running partner, she had kept him updated through the day via texts of her manager's exploits.

‘It really was’ Hailey sighed.  ‘I can put up with him treating me like trash and V can hold her own but Alex, she doesn’t deserve it’.

‘She’s the teenager who had just started when we met, right?’  Hailey was always impressed with Jay’s ability to remember even the smallest details she mentioned in passing. 

‘Yeah that’s right’ she threw him a quizzical look.

‘Good memory helps with interrogations’, he said casually with a smile, tapping his temple with his forefinger.  In reality his memory was only this good with things related to Hailey, he soaked in everything she said like a sponge.  He could listen to her talk for hours.

‘If you say so’ she said with a chuckle.  ‘But yeah, she’s only 19 and takes everything he says to heart.  I hate it but can only do anything about it when I’m on the same shift and even then my manager isn’t exactly responsive to criticism.’

‘Guy sounds like a jerk.’

‘That’s the polite thing to call him.’

‘And you’ve called him worse?’

‘Not to his face’, she laughed.  ‘I need to pay my bills as much as the next person!’

‘Can I ask you something Hailey?’ Jay asked softly.

‘Always.’ 

‘Why do you stay there if he’s so awful?’  Hailey’s legs stopped moving at this and she came to a dead stop.  Jay stopped too, a couple of steps later and turned back to face her.  For a second he was worried he had upset or offended her.  ‘I’m sorry Hailey, I didn’t mean-’

‘No no. It’s not that… I know you didn’t’, Hailey smiled softly. ‘I guess no one has ever really asked me that before’.

‘You don’t have to answer, we can just run in silence’, he smiled.  Hailey nodded and the pair restarted their run.  When Hailey stayed quiet for the next half a mile, Jay thought he had gone too far and pushed her too much.  He had learnt by now that Hailey was a private person, keeping her thoughts and feelings wrapped deep inside.  She only shared fragments of her life, choosing those she shared these with very carefully.

‘Working at the restaurant was the only thing that got me out of the house when I was younger’.  Hailey began quietly, Jay had to listen carefully to be able to hear her over the sound of their feet hitting the pavement.  ‘Home life wasn’t exactly the easiest’, she let out a sad laugh.  ‘So as soon as I was old enough to get a job I found one.  It wasn’t the nicest restaurant or the best pay but it gave me an ounce of freedom and an excuse to leave the house after school or at the weekends.  I was saving everything I could to get my own place once I left high school.  Michael already had a job but I knew he wasn’t earning much and he needed the money for college.’

‘Michael?’ Jay asked after a moment's silence.  He didn’t want to interrupt Hailey but curiosity got the better of him.

‘My older brother’, she answered, her voice still barely above a whisper.  ‘He wanted to get us a place together, but I knew how much he wanted to go to college.  He was so smart.  He deserved to go to college and spend his money on that rather than spending it on me.  So I put everything I earned from the restaurant away and when I had enough I got my own place and moved out of there.’

‘You didn’t want to go to college?’

‘It was just never on the cards for me I guess.  I stayed at the restaurant as it let me pay my rent and bills, and then it brought me Vanessa.’  A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

‘And now?’ Jay asked quietly.

‘And now I guess it’s the easy option.  The safe option, to stay with what I know.  But..’ she tailed off.

‘But?’ He nudged her gently.

‘It’s just not the future I saw for myself when I was younger.  I just feel a bit stuck I guess’.

‘You can change that Hails, you don’t have to feel stuck.  There’s a whole world out there just waiting for Hailey Upton to explore.’

She shook her head, ‘it’s not that simple Jay’.

‘I never said it was.  But you’ve got options.  If you want to go to school.  You can go to school.  If you want to find another job.  You can find another job.  If you want to stay where you are.  You can stay. ’  Jay slowed to a walk and when Hailey slowed down too she looked confused.  He gently grasped her hand. ‘There’s no right or wrong options.  And you know I’ll support you no matter what, right?’ 

She nodded slowly, staring down at their conjoined hands.  ‘Thanks Jay’ she whispered, not looking up for fear that tears may spill down her reddened cheeks.

‘Time for Molly's?’ He asked after she remained quiet.  She nodded again and the pair turned off the trail to start the trip to Molly’s.  

It was only when they reached the nearest L station that Hailey realised Jay hadn’t let go of her hand.

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Jay reluctantly let go of Hailey’s hand when they reached the door of Molly’s, but not before giving it a gentle squeeze and a smile to match.  She understood.  Walking in hand in hand would lead to more questions than the pair wanted to deal with.

‘Hey you two!’ Stella called from behind the bar when they entered.  ‘Two beers?’ 

‘Thanks Stella’, Hailey said back as they made their way to an empty table in the middle of the pub.

When they had taken a seat, Stella appeared with two beers in hand.  ‘You two been running today?’ she asked, gesturing at their attire.

‘We have’, Hailey smiled, ‘9 weeks until race day’.

‘That’s soon! Feeling ready for it?’ She asked.

‘Getting there’ Hailey said and Jay nodded in agreement.

‘Well the firehouse is planning on coming out to support as we are on shift that day.  Figured we could pitch the rigs close to the course with the lights and sirens on’.

‘That would be cool!’ Hailey said.

‘We will definitely appreciate the support’ Jay added, taking a drink from his beer.

‘We will make sure to cheer for you guys extra loud obviously’ Stella winked and returned to her spot behind the bar.

‘Speaking of support on race day, you got anyone else coming out to cheer for you?’ Jay asked.  Hailey knew there was more to the question that he wanted to ask after she had mentioned Michael earlier but Molly’s was not the right place to tell that story.

She shook her head and put her beer back on the table, fiddling with the label.  ‘Just Vanessa’ she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.  ‘You?’

‘Will is planning on it but he doesn’t know his shift schedule yet.  We run pretty close to Med so he’s confident he’ll be able to pop out even just for a second’. Jay smiled at the thought of his brother running out of the ED in the middle of seeing a patient to cheer him on.

‘That’ll be nice’

‘Yeah, he knows how important it is for me and why I’m doing it.  We haven’t always been the closest but right now we are in a good place’.  Glancing up he noticed a familiar flock of red hair enter the bar.  ‘Speak of the devil’.

Hailey looked behind her and noticed the tall red haired man walking towards the bar.  She recognised him from the photos at Jay’s place.

‘Ignore everything he says’, Jay said quietly as he waves Will over.

‘Jay!’ Will exclaimed, patting his brother hard on the back when he reached the table.  ‘And this must be the lovely Hailey’.

Hailey felt her cheeks redden at this and glancing at Jay, saw his were matching.

‘This is Hailey, Hailey this is my brother Will’.  He gestured between the pair.

‘Pleasure, I’ve heard a lot about you’, Hailey said as she offered him her hand to shake.

‘I wish I could say the same Hailey, but my brother here is quite tight lipped on certain subjects.  His love life being one of them’, Will shook Hailey’s hand and winked at Jay who was attempting to hide his blush by focusing on the beer bottle in front of him.  ‘Glad to see you are keeping him consistent with his training though’ he smiled and nodded to Jay’s outfit.

‘I could say the same about him’, Hailey smiled, ‘it’s nice to have someone to run with’.

‘I bet it is’, Will said and winked at Jay again.  Jay was shooting daggers at him by now and Will clearly knew the best plan was to retreat so he spoke again to Hailey.  ‘It was a pleasure to meet you Hailey, glad to see someone is keeping this one in line.  Hope we see each other again soon.’  And with a final smile at Jay.  ‘See you soon bro, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do’. He laughed as he slapped him on the shoulder and returned to the bar.

Jay dramatically put his head down on the table with a groan. Instinctively Hailey reached over and closed her hand around his wrist.  At the contact he lifted his head and his green eyes met her bright blue ones.  

‘It’s nice you’re close to your family’, she spoke with a soft voice and gently tightened her hand, feeling his pulse through her fingers.  

‘I guess’, he said as he sat up and shifted her hand from his wrist so he could enclose his fingers around her small ones.  ‘Didn’t scare you off?’ he asked with a grin.

Hailey giggled and shook her head, ‘not at all’, she said gently and squeezed his hand.  ‘I’m still here’ she added with a smile.

#upstead fic #hailey x jay #upstead #upstead fanfic #chicago pd #chicago pd fanfiction #upstead fanfiction #hailey upton #jay halstead #one chicago #one chicago fanfic #chicago pd fanfic

[naiive-and-starry-eyed]

fandom: black butler, ship: merthur, character: elias bitchard, and also like some bonus ones that u feel like doing

001 | Black Butler:

Favorite character: Ciel Phantomhive tbh, he's rude and fucked up and I like him so much!! The amount of analysis my bestie and I have poured into him and the choices made in the manga and anime and how this is foreshadowing and that is a hidden message,,, Lau is a runner up as my fav tho cause he's hilarious and vibing at all times and I love that for him!!

Least Favorite character: Claude Faustus my behated, hit him with my car ass motherfucker

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): Hmm idk if I have 5 ships, but we will figure this out

SebAgni - they are so fun and the fact Sebastian respects Agni is so funny considering Ciel is so bothered by Soma. They simply vibe together and I think they should have gotten to hang out more. Pour one out for Agni 😭😭

Cielois - Idc if Alois is from a non-canon season, he's an icon and it would be so fun and amazing if Ciel and Alois could get over the fact Alois tried to kill him one (1) time and live in Phantomhive manor together and kill Druitt and whoever they want <3

Will x Grell - Grell is a girlboss and it's funny how much she bothers Will; she simps for many characters but I like her with Will the most. Is this decision influenced by the Wil and Grell season 2 OVA? Mayhaps

Lau x winning at whatever he's up to - nothing more to say here, I just hope Lau manipulate mansplain manwhores his way to the top

Othello x vibes - he's doing a great job at his grim reaper forensic nonsense, king deserves a breakthrough and a coffee or 10

Character I find most attractive: *picture my aroace ass giving a blank face here* Lots of conventionally attractive characters but none specifically come to mind lmao, a lot of them are pretty

Character I would marry: Lau, we can be so cool and sexy together

Character I would be best friends with: Soma or Lizzie! They're both fun and energetic and I think we would have a great time dressing up and running around London getting into trouble

a random thought: Manifesting School Arc manga to be animated...or the musical to be subbed where I can get to it *grabby hands*

An unpopular opinion: Sebastian is a fine and well written character and deserves good things! and I think the end of the manga will be him sacrificing himself for Ciel and ending the contract that way, because he cares about Ciel. He didn't plan to care about Ciel in the beginning, but oops, you have acquired a son and you like him so much. The tragedy of Ciel having planned to die all this time but now having lost someone he cares about and who cared about him? And having to live on despite that? *chef's kiss*

My Canon OTP: none?? I don't ship anyone who's actually together in canon rip

My Non-canon OTP: Cielois, see above for my ramblings <3

Most Badass Character: Obvious answer, but Sebastian! He kills people and is iconic while doing it. His LookTM straight out of being summoned in the ritual was also fun, love the high heels his demonic form apparently has. The fact he can kill the shit out of people with fucking silverware is v badass

Most Epic Villain: The Circus Troupe are fun, and I'm counting them as a villain collectively. This doesn't include Baron K*lvin, he's another hit with my car ass bitch. Joker, Dagger, Beast, Doll, Jumbo, and Peter and Wendy are all fun though and I do like that they cause problems and kill people. Unfortunately Sebastian and Ciel were just better at causing problems and killing people. Rip the most to Doll though, you were the best

Pairing I am not a fan of: Ciel x Sebastian 🤢 he's a child worsties

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Alois. I don't really love his ending in season 2 - he, Hannah, Claude and the triplets all merge into one consciousness or something?? It's stupid and I hate that Claude is included in anything. I think Alois should have also been able to become a demon with Ciel if they wanted to go that route, or simply have him not die and get therapy but still continue being evil if he wants he's allowed

Favourite Friendship: I really like the friendship between Bard, Finny, and Mey-Rin! They all bonded and are all soo stupid together they're great. Also adding Snake to their mix is fun, even though everyone is lying to him,,, oops 😬

Character I most identify with: Lizzie I think! She's sweet and badass and wants what's best for Ciel, even if she doesn't completely understand what's going on or how he changed from what she remembered as a child. I love that she's super good at sword fighting, and I want to be that good as well!! Next step is sword fighting classes lmao

Character I wish I could be: I love most of the characters but honestly I don't want to be any of them lmaoo; they're all suffering or in danger in various ways and I just want everyone to feel better and so would not like to be in that situation <3

002 | Merthur:

When I started shipping them: Season 1 episode 1 tbh. They have great chemistry and bother each other a lot but also genuinely care about each other which is so important!

My thoughts: Oooh you are not ready for my thoughts on them. Just got done doing a rewatch of Merlin BBC with my bestie and we suffered and exalted together

What makes me happy about them: The way they are willing to sacrifice themselves for each other! Merlin drinks poison for Arthur and Arthur ignores his father and places himself in danger to save Merlin's life, who his father dismisses as a mere serving boy and Arthur's like he's more than that!! to me!! and I just

What makes me sad about them: Girl the everrrryything 😭 the tragedy of Merlin doing all he can to prevent Arthur's death at Camlann but all he does just makes it happen. The tragedy of Merlin becoming so jaded over the course of the show, with how trusting and happy he was in season 1 and how unwilling he was to trust or give Mordred a fair chance in season 5 - especially when it came to the girl Mordred loved. The fact that Arthur never found out about Merlin's magic until it's too late!! That Merlin spends the whole show worried Arthur will hate him when he finds out, and does his best to ensure magic won't return to Camelot and advises Arthur not to trust magic,,,, ough agggh the agonies!!

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: no magic AU or modern AU. Yeah I know the show ends showing Merlin still around in modern day waiting for Arthur, but I don't care! I want them to be around in Arthurian times and causing and solving problems. Throw in angst as needed, but don't put them in a place without magic or in modern day. I also tend to avoid major character death - I'm usually not opposed to it if done right since angst is a good time, but since it happened irl in the show I can't handle it in fic

Things I look for in fanfic: I never say no to a good magic reveal fic!! Especially if it takes a minute for Arthur to forgive Merlin for not saying anything and he's mean about it and makes Merlin feels bad and then feels bad later when he gets over it and Merlin is sad and they work on themselves together. Hurt/comfort type stuff!

My wishlist: That Merlin's magic gets revealed to Arthur sooner than canon and that Arthur comes to terms with it and magic is accepted in Camelot, that Merlin dates Arthur and Arthur dates Gwen and Gwen dates Morgana <3 Also that Uther dies choking on his own blood. Not related to Merthur but also still related to them cause his Huge Bitch disease prevented them from being happy

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Merlin with Gwaine and Arthur with Gwen! Gwaine and Merlin are so sweet actually, and we see how good Arthur and Gwen are in canon

My happily ever after for them: Merlin is court sorcerer/magical advisor to Arthur, also maybe his royal boyfriend, and they rule Camelot in peace and happiness. Morgana is happy with Gwen and Mordred is vibing somewhere to, maybe with his gf if we want to continue pretending he's straight

003 | Elias Bouchard:

How I feel about this character: absolute bastard, commit as many war crimes and murder as you would like, you are so fun and so cool and it's great when you bother everyone else and sound smug abt it

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character: Peter Lukas and also Jon. Both are great concepts and I think that fear monsters should harm people together but also kiss kiss fall in love

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character: Elias, Simon Fairchild, Peter Lukas, and M

My unpopular opinion about this character: I'll be real with you besties, Melanie was kind of annoying and I had fun when he traumatized her on screen in podcast <3 also he should have won the end of the world it was great that he caused the apocalypse

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I would have loved to get more backstory on Jonah Magnus, or somehow hear statements from the people he hung out with in ye olden times in their own voices! It would also have been neat to hear his own thoughts/feelings on living through a ton of shit - invention of electricity, the car, the airplane, the internet! I would love to hear if he thinks everything is cool and better now or if he's a crotchety old bitch about it and is like "back in my day 😤"

Favorite friendship for this character: Lmao he doesn't have friends!! Best I can do is his friendships in the 1800s where he was prob just using everyone so he could open his funny little eye temple <3 but I will say I liked the statement from him about Barnabas Bennett , so I'll say I liked their 'friendship' 😏

My crossover ship: I don't have many crossover ships, and I can't honestly think of any I'd have for Elias. He's perfectly fine being evil and terrible with Peter or Jon

#ask game #girl-of-ink #joy speaknt #black butler #merthur #merlin bbc #elias bouchard #magnus archives #my opinions are so correct and so sexy