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rosyblooom · 11 days

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all u need is a platform x | ln4 smau

PAIRING: lando norris x fem love island contestant!reader SUMMARY: y/n makes a one-off comment about lando norris being her type in a confessional, and the internet rolls with it all the way to lando norris' twitch stream. A/N: just bc i love me some love island 😌

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yourusername alright guys, public voting is open! go, go, go!! make sure to vote for the person you want off your screens, so don't vote for y/n!!! tell your friends, family, everyone! we don't wanna see our girl go home anytime soon!! thanks u guys 🥰🥰

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username she's one of my favourite islanders🫶 stunning girl

landonorris so if we vote for her she comes OUT you say?👀

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username I'm sry but I'm gonna have to vote for my girl y/n BUT HEAR ME OUT it's bc there's a better man by the name of lando out here for her I think 😃

username sooo valid (I'm doing the same lmao) landonorris 😊 yourusername uhm- you guys😭😭

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loveisland The public has voted, and that means goodbye to this firecracker! 🧨👋 By the looks of it, it seems Y/N might not need to do much searching for fish in the sea though... 👀

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username ok lando pack it up, jack fowler is in the likes😩

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username lando and y/n better freaking date soon tho cause if I find out this was all in vain I'm literally gonna flip😭

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thesun Popular ex-Love Island contestant, Y/N L/N, has arrived in the UK to a warm welcome at Heathrow Airport, where she was greeted by family, friends, and a horde of fans.

Speculation about a potential romance between her and the famous F1 driver, Lando Norris, has been rife on the internet for the past few weeks. Many believe this could be the reason for her sudden dumping from the island, as fans allegedly orchestrated her exit in hopes of pairing the two together.

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username lando can do so much better than some trashy reality tv star 😑

username i got a pic with her!! she was such a sweetheart❤️

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username omg why are ppl still talking about her smh

username i voted for her so it better pay off🙏 i'm looking at u lando

username me and you both 🤝

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yourusername back in essex and straight to catching up with my lovelies xxx

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username lando norris dating announcement when 😃

username lmaooo her bed in the villa ain't even cold yet😭😭 username real! he should've picked her up from the airport smh chivalry is so dead😞

username telling you all about lando i hope

username and the fact that it's all lando's fault that you were voted off 😋 username LOL DON'T PIN THIS ON HIM NOW

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username JACK FOWLER STAY TF BACK 🤺🤺🤺 we're team lando + y/n here!!!

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f1gossipofficial Lando Norris has been spotted once again in the company of ex-Love Island contestant Y/N L/N, marking the fourth time in the past month the pair has been seen together in London. This time, fans observed them enjoying dinner together, appearing particularly close as they laughed and had their arms around each other.

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username real ones know y/n from the first ep of love island😌🫶

username I've been summoned🫡

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username lol okay.... anyway they look cute together🥰

username ahh u guys remember when y/n was in the villa and we'd all wait for lando's tweets during love island🥹 those were the times

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username AHHH FINALLY IVE BEEN PRAYING FOR THIS🤩

username what do u wanna bet she only has 2 gcses🙄

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username @/yourusername i need ur game card RIGHT NOW cause i want mason mount 😩

yourusername all u need is a platform x username brb gonna apply for love island now🏃‍♀️💨

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username WHO VOTED Y/N OUT?? WE FUCKING DID ITTTT

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laiiaaa · 8 months

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grocery trips with Carmen are so special to me. u don't understand.

When he lived alone he rarely bothered to make dignified trips—this much you knew, because the first time you were over his old apartment you had to ask if he ate anything in his time off. All he had was a sad loaf of bread, some condiments, chips, and a few cans of soda. But now that you’re living together, in a new place with a new fridge and a new kitchen, he takes it very seriously.

He keeps a handwritten list so he doesn’t forget anything, he has a steadfast route he follows every time, and he leads the way while you push the cart and trail behind. Definitely gets caught in his own world looking at produce, but keeps a hand tethered to the end of the cart just to make sure you’re still there. Mumbles to himself about how the fuckers keep hiking up the prices for stuff that’s in season, and if you ask him what he said, he’ll just tell you, “It’s nothin’, baby” and go right back to talking to himself with a furrowed brow.

He’s exceedingly particular about how he arranges the cart, stares at it for a few seconds when he adds a few things just to make sure everything computes. But every time, he looks back at you with a half smile before moving a few steps closer and pressing a kiss to your forehead, or your cheek, or your temple, as his hand rubs affectionately on your shoulder. He can’t get enough of the way you trail behind him, arms leaning against the cart’s handle as you chat about your plans for the week, or the hot goss at work, or anything else that piques your interest. He just wants to listen to what’s on your mind while he ticks off products on his list.

A bittt of a control freak, too. Not in the sense that he won’t let you do anything or pick up a snack you want, just that he has to work it into his route first. Doesn’t like it when you wander off to grab something right away and he honestly gets insecure about it, starts thinking he’s boring you or taking too long or that he’s being too hard on you.

“It took me ten seconds, Carm, it was just in the next aisle.”

“No, no, I know that, I just, um…” He nods his head persistently, hands on his hips and eyes downcast—that classic look he gets when he’s thinking too hard about something. “Y’know, if—you don’t have to come, if you don’t want to…y’know I can—” Stumbling for the way to word the thoughts he can’t fully wrap his head around himself. "If you don't like it—"

“Hey—” You wait for him to meet your eyes, and when he does, you soften. Stepping close to him, you pry one of his hands away and instead tangle it with yours. “C'mon, I love doing this with you, y’know?”

He lets out a careful breath, and his chest relaxes at your tenderness.

“I want to be here, just following you around. I just wanna spend time with you, okay Bear?”

He pauses, has to swallow what you say before he can respond. “Yeah,” he nods, “Okay.”

“Good.”

When you press a kiss to his cheek, he gives one right back to you, keeps it sweet and brief as a soft smile curls at the corners of his mouth, chest warm and calm before getting back to business.

Does not, under any circumstances, let you pay. Won't let you open your purse. Doesn’t want you lifting even a finger to line up items on the conveyor belt. No, not that bag of chips you snagged, either. If you start helping he’ll nudge you away from the cart and take your spot, or just take whatever you’re holding out of your hands while shooting you a look.

“I got it, baby.”

“But I wanna help.”

“Uh-uh, I’m takin’ care of it—”

“I can lift a bag of apples—”

He raises his brows again and cocks his head to the side, making you freeze. “Just lemme do it for us, aight?”

You huff but concede anyway. “Fine.”

Yet another kiss to your temple, and he’s pulling out his wallet to grab his card. “Thank you, baby.”

After that it’s borderline criminal for you to even think about helping. He pushes the cart to the car, loads the bags in the trunk, drives home, carries the groceries up to the apartment, stocks everything where it belongs. Kisses you sporadically along the way, maybe lets himself get distracted when you pull him back for more. Just maybe.

He takes care of it—all of it—for you, because you being with him makes him more content than he’s ever been, and ever thought he could be. He's so in awe of you that nothing feels like quite enough to express it.

#he's also def the type to be a stickler for reusable bags #my sustainable lil cutie #will also insist on cooking for you right after #that man does not REST when it comes to his girl #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto fluff #jeremy allen white #carmy berzatto fluff #the bear #the bear hulu #the bear fx #the bear season 2

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milkbreadandtadpoles · 4 months

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soup and stars

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snip: you keep sukuna's favorite after workout drink in your fridge. and no, you don't frequent that store. sukuna looks at you like you hung the moon and painted the sky yourself when you're either on the brink of death or not paying attention (it's only with his eyes, though. he's a certified rbf). the two of you have been hooking up for over a year with little conversation outside of snarky comments and emojis he doesn't get.

and he sometimes takes care of you when you're sick for five hours only.

warnings: suggestive language, sukuna being a parallel of this guy i used to hookup with who was srsly emotionally constipated and really milked my daddy issues, reader being dumb (lol me), probably a lot of run on sentences and weird descriptions but i am not srry ab it, no Y/N here, a lot of parentheses for some reason

authors note: omg hey. i have this a03 and i thought i'd put a tumblr to pair it together cuz i had an old tumblr but i was kinda done w her (may she rest in peace!) anywayyy my name is lillie, hi again. hope u enjoy this!! luv me some sukuna who reminds me of all my bad flings.

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Since when did you get sick like this?

This time, not that time you lied to your boss, you have an actual stomach bug. Stomach thing. Food poisoning from bad sushi. You don't know.

What you do know, however, is that everything smells bad, you can’t stomach anything other than a handful of saltine crackers. You couldn’t even finish your coffee yesterday morning; you’re just coming down from a fever. Everything is hot and cold, nothing feels right on your skin. Noises are too loud, but the silence is making your ears bleed.

Curled up into the sheets, you shiver. It rocks over you, feeling cold despite your body burning off whatever infection is brewing in your gut. Your skin feels crusty yet damp, scalp itchy and pulled back into two haphazard buns. Stray strands lay over your forehead that twinkles with cold sweat.

Vampire Diaries plays in the background, volume loud enough so you can hear where you’re at within the series but quiet enough to give you grace if you wish to take another four hour nap. You don’t even want to get on your phone, ignoring the occasional, silent buzzes and flashing light that draw your eyes away from the fuzz of your blanket.

Time passes in a druken haze, not knowing whether you slept or not, not feeling entirely there at all. You fail to count the amount of times you got up to throw up or sit on the toilet, thankful the walls are snug enough to rest your head on the wall of it to contemplate if it’s worth passing out before you gather your wits and crawl back into bed.

There’s a rustle in your sheets, a distant sound of intro music for the vampire show.

“You still watchin’ this shit?” A gruff voice sounds from above you.

Your brows furrow in your sleepy haze- you don’t have energy to fight an intruder, pulling the sheets over your head that throbs from lack of everything. Horribly big hands paw at the clothed dip in your waist. And you let out a mixture of a whine and huff at the realization that your little fling (if you could even call it that) picked a horrible day to play.

“Sukuna,” You murmur, drawing the blankets higher above the crown of your head before he has a chance to yank it down and see your very unprepared self, “Not a good time.”

Sukuna, an occasional fuck and lackluster addition to your friend group, scoffs a laugh, muttering something about you really being a freak, something about thanking your dad for giving you all these issues that only he can handle as he gropes the flesh of your ass.

And it would feel so lovely if you weren’t on the brink of death.

“Eggroll. All the eggrolls.”

He groans, lifting his hand away from you in agreement to the safe word (because that one time when the two of you didn't have one and you reacted that way actually scared the shit out of him).

“I’m sick.” You add quietly, urging your body to morph into a tighter ball. If Sukuna were his younger brother, or his younger brother’s friend, you’d ask either of them to cover you with another blanket. Or to refill your water bottle. Maybe even run to the store down the road and grab you some soup. But this is Sukuna, and-

There’s a harsh tug at the blanket covering your head, and you try to weakly grip the fabric in place.

“That’s why you didn’t answer my text? ‘Cause you’re all disgusting and shit?” He questions, giving one more quick tug to reveal your messy hair, the tint to the apples of your cheeks. The way his gaze feels makes the very top of your gut churn, and you scrunch your face as you decide whether or not you need to puke again.

“Mhm.” You nod, begging for the fabric back with a soft tug. Sukuna relents, snorting as you cover your head back up.

His body weight makes your bed frame squeak as he repositions himself to slouch next to you, and you peer at him through the crack of the blanket. He pulls out his phone, typing on it lazily. Through your bubbling stomach, confusion festers simply because he isn’t moving.

“Thought you not replying was you trying to be cute ’n shit.” A hand makes its way onto your lower back, the weight of it making your eyes bulge in silent surprise. With all your strength, you shake your head and whisper a soft sorry. He tuts, like all weirdly immature but mature, rude but nice and confusing older brother types do, dismissing your apology with a little pat on your back.

Another pat, and you’re snuggling into the blankets and letting your eyes close, mapping the way his hand feels and ignoring the way your stomach cramps. You hear the distant sound of a picture being taken, only being able to mutter a humiliated groan. There's a vibration where your phone is, and you know that the group chat has been notified of your predicament.

“You eat? Take a shower?” Sukuna asks, mastering the art of making his concern dismissive. The silence on your end answers everything he needs to know, humming in acknowledgement. You’re a stubborn little shit who likes to suffer in isolation, he’ll give you that.

He synchs a basketball game to your TV, adamantly rotating between patting and rubbing your back until you’re snoring and curled up next to his lap.

When you wake up, you’re still cold, still sweating off your fever. You peers towards the bed, noticing the empty spot but the basketball game still softly playing on the screen. For a moment, you let your head slump back into the mattress before you force yourself out of bed to pee.

The weight in your body is too overwhelming to be horrified by your appearance when you emerge to make your way into a shared bathroom with your roommate. They’re all gone for work, and you don’t have the wit to ask where Sukuna got the time off to come fuck you in the middle of the day. Or why he was looking at your location.

“I forgot how much of a bitchy face you have.” He comments, voice a note softer than you would usually hear, as you pad towards the bathroom. You grumble a quiet fuck you, slinking towards the bathroom.

You fix your hair to the best of your ability- standing up too long made you throw up. Your abdomen feels like it’s gone to three HIT classes in a row, hardly having any reserves to help you stand and brush your teeth. So you do it knelt over the bathtub, making sure to lock the door to make sure that stupid person of interest doesn’t see you so weak.

Rinsing your mouth out knelt over a tub is a new low, spitting the globs of toothpaste and water into the drain before you turn it off and brace the sides of the tub to stand and wander back out into the kitchen. Your bones feel like brittle, a bowling ball in your stomach forcing your posture to look horrifyingly old. It's been two days but you've aged thirty years.

“Hi.” You greet weakly, rubbing your eyes before putting your arms back down as swiftly as you can. When was the last time you shaved?

Sukuna nods back, digging through a plastic bag. It’s only a few seconds before you’re sitting on the floor. The tile makes you twitch, and you wonder how you’re going to get up without looking like a hobbling mess. Maybe you’ll just crawl.

Soup and some electrolyte drinks are set out on the counter- along with your favorite candy. For a moment, your brows furrow, and then your lip wobbles in realization.

“Did you get that for me?”

“Can’t fuck you if you’re all pitiful and disgusting.” Is all he says, but his lip twitches into a bewitching smirk as your eyes well with tears and you sniffle out a sweet thank you. "Of course you’d cry over stupid shit like this." He adds, shaking his head.

His shoes click bluntly against the floor, and he peers down at you with that devastatingly handsome, horribly mean face.

“You could just go fuck another girl.” You murmur sappily, lip jutting into a pout. And it’s true, you know it. The two of you have established that. He throws it in your face, too, when you tell him you’re busy or you’re too sleepy. Or when you simply don’t want to deal with his attitude.

His laugh tickles your heart, staring at him with wide, watery eyes as he bends down and gathers you into his arms. You squirm, or try to, holding any pride and ego close to your chest like a rabid animal as you let out a faux uncomfortable noise. There’s a familiar tap to your ass that urges you to stop, and you sink into Sukuna’s terrifyingly comfortable embrace as he carries you back to your room. The two of you have hardly cuddled before, the absolute most being him begrudgingly letting you cling onto him after one particularly rough night- only to shove you off five minutes later, giving you a pat on the head as if to say good job, thanks for the head, before leaving.

So this is new, awkward, when your semi friend with semi benefits sets you down with the upmost genteel fashion and retreats back into the kitchen. He comes back with an armful of products moments later. Soup, your favorite cup filled with mystery get well liquid, a straw and a big spoon.

“I don’t like big spoons.”

“That’s too fuckin’ bad because that’s what I got- stop pouting like that, it's disgusting.”

Sukuna sets everything down and defiantly does not grab another spoon for you. You make a noise in the back of your throat when he reaches over and urges you to sit up with a silent look that you’re expected to figure out. He lets you maneuver a pillow behind your back, lets you curl a blanket around your body and change the TV back to Vampire Diaries- he does not let you feed yourself.

When you reach for the bowl of soup (your favorite- chicken and stars), he uses only a percentage of his strength to swat your hand away, giving you another demand to stop sulking like a little kid before he’s crawling (crawling!) across the bed. Bowl of soup and too big of spoon in hand, he sits across from and in front of your view from the show.

He leans forward in a sort of endearing way, brows furrowed in a certain concentration as he scoops the perfect spoonful of soup and stars, holding it to your mouth. And he watches when you open your mouth with furrowed brows, lips closing around the dipped metal so that nothing drips down your chin. The broth warms your mouth, your stomach in an instant, making your face relax and your back slump into the pillow that supports you.

There’s a prickle of humiliation on the apples of your cheeks, something Sukuna would likely make fun of if you weren’t half asleep by the time he finishes spoon feeding you. And yea, there was one singular instance of him swiping away fallen liquid away with his thumb. And yea, you’re going to remember that forever. And most definitely are you going to internalize this as something more between the two of you than just friends who fuck (friend being a huge overstatement).

“I don’t like you.” You find yourself murmuring as Sukuna thrusts your clunky, metal, pink water bottle in your face. Obediently, as you always are, you sip at the liquid, swallowing down any grimace as he stares right at you while you swallow.

“You’re not my favorite, either.” He grunts, picking the cup up as soon as you set it down and representing it to you with a face.

“I’m at least second to your video game console.” Your grumble with pursed lips, taking another measly sip. When Sukuna raises his brows, you take a few more.

“Third. Second is pot. And it’s a PS4- fucking nerd.”

The part of your stomach that isn’t cramping to shit flutters, your fever probably rises, and you smile to yourself as you take a big gulp of the electrolyte solution. You swallow before he says the softest atta girl and takes the cup to set it back down.

Sukuna helps you shuffle under three big blankets, gives you your phone and goes to wash the soup bowl. You text Satoru with sick enthusiasm, to which he reiterates it in your (other) group chat where everyone just starts sending silly fangirlish memes. Shoko isn’t phased, Suguru isn’t pleased, either. But there’s an icky smile on your face, the thought of when it’ll end and Sukuna will go back to, well, Sukuna, gnawing at the back of your throat.

But you’ll pretend for today, like you do everyday.

“Are you leaving?” You ask when he comes back into the room, question answered when the bed dips once more.

He grunts a no, to shut up and sleep as he synchs up another sports game. You don’t mind, turning your head so you’re facing him. His back rests against a pillow with a floral case, one of your weighted stuffed animals squished between the weight of his back and the metal bed frame.

You stare with lidded eyes and hot cheeks, tracing the musculature of his shoulders and the sharpness of his face in the same pattern you do after he’s done making you quiver and shake and cry. The plush of the blanket is a perfect excuse for the sheen of sweat on your face, your stomach still molten lava and convulsing.

But it’s just a little more than a dull ache with Sukuna here, bored face and all.

For a moment, before you fall asleep for a third time today, you feel his fingertips, hard and gruff and soft, brush against your cheek, your chapped lips. You’re too tired to hide or quip at him in the static-like fashion that makes him laugh.

You swear you see his lips twitch when you hum affectionately. There’s a text waiting for your friends, a mental scoreboard to update. Smile number two. Four days apart. From holding a sparkler and ogling at it like a child at Satoru’s New Year’s Eve party to laying in bed sick, purring like a cat as he pets you.

“Stop looking like you’re going to die.” He all but requests, covering your face with a sliver of the blanket and looking back at the game. Grabbing the remote, he turns the volume up a few more notches to ignore your itty bitty, very sleepy laugh.

Seconds away from sleep, Sukuna uncovers it- you. His lingering gaze tingles your nose, all the way down to the tips of your toes. Your infatuation with him might as well be the cure to cancer from the faintest spark of energy it gave you.

He’s not there when you wake up. It could have been a fever dream for all you know if it wasn’t for the refilled hydro flask and oddly neat note scribbled for you to ‘drink the fuck up’ on one of your Sanrio sticky notes. There's a brief look of horror on your face knowing that he looked through your drawers to find one.

You drink it all and take a gruesome looking picture, sending it to him with a silly caption- your way of saying thank you. Sukuna doesn’t respond, but the read receipts are on. And he doesn’t talk to you for awhile, as if he curates the perfect way to make you stay by letting the bubbling like for him simmer into nothing, only for it to come back in full force when asks if you’re awake three Thursdays later.He asks if he can still use the key you gave him to come by after the gym to shower because his little brother and friends are over and he doesn’t want to hear them blubber while they figure out their alcohol tolerance (or lack thereof).

A pearly, well built increment of yourself hopes it’s so he’ll check up on you, too, after he slinks into your room and fucks you just the way he likes- because he knows you like it, too.

And you say yes, like you always do. Tell him about this new body wash you got that he can use, that you just so happened to get his favorite drink from the store he get his protein powder and supplements from when you went grocery shopping.

you don’t even like that store lmfao

found a new prebiotic there! Saw it on Pintrest

sure

Sukuna is not immune to exploiting your obvious cartwheels to please him. He’ll never say thank you, and you won’t ever ask him to. You do it for all your friends, you tell him. Shoko’s toothbrush brand is in your bathroom cabinet when she sleeps over. Satoru’s moisturizer and favorite tooth-rotting snacks. Suguru’s blanket because he gets cold at movie nights. But Sukuna knows he could have whatever he asked for within the hour.

He’ll never address that he took care of you when you were sick. Both times. Or that there's a packet of your favorite gum in the console of his car. And he'd rather be dead than you, shit, anyone, find out that there's a hidden album of little you's in his phone.

i’m just a good friend *ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆

we’re not friends.

It doesn’t hurt your feelings. Because you know he’s emotionally constipated, that no one’s ever really cared. Except Yuji, but little brothers always care. That whatever affection and consideration thrown his way will be burnt to a crisp, that he’ll only ever look at you like you hung the stars when no one’s looking, or only think about you at night when the weed isn’t helping him sleep.

uh huh, we sure aren’t. see you later! make sure to stretch before you lift!!

stop texting me, it's fucking up my music

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zeep-xanflorp · 5 months

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ok i'm just gonna ramble ab unmortricken bc i have exactly ZERO COHERENT THOUGHTS AB IT

evil morty backstory - i rlly like that they just made him some random morty who rose above everything after getting sick of rick's abuse. it makes what he did feel even more earned and weighty. i think his motivation is a bit extreme still but i can't rlly blame him.

it's cool seeing infinity beyond the central finite curve. the jetsons inspired bit was v amusing bc i forgot about them lmao. but otherwise it seems absolutely wild west beyond the curve and i LIVE for that.

i also didnt imagine that we'd be seeing him again. i thought the way he left the show was perfect and if they brought him back it would just feel cheap but it DOESNT in this episode i love his appearance.

i rlly like seeing our morty be supportive of rick. he's literally trying everything to cheer him up and it's very important to me.

the prime decoys confuse me. like do they all share a consciousness? is prime just very very good at fucking with ppl that he's made all the decoys communicate w each other?

evil morty outsmarting rick is a great recurring theme in the episode. "filter for probability stasis" YEAH U TELL HIM LITTLE DUDE. we've never seen a morty like that EXCEPT for him and i think it's wonderful.

the exchange between rick and evil morty. "you're such a narcissist" / "literal glass house" / "you think you're better than me?" / "jesus i HOPE SO" SHITTING

i didnt initially like the decoy trap thing being full of loads of other ricks. it made me feel like our rick wasn't very important to this dude and rick just made an enemy of a guy who didn't know he existed. BUT i don't stand by that anymore. the rest of the episode made me change my mind very quickly with.

the omega device. holy fuck this is the worst reveal to come out of this episode. she wasn't just killed, she was ERASED by prime in every reality. like she is GONE gone. that's why we've never seen her, save in flashbacks and memories. she's gone.

and i'm pretty sure it's our rick's fault that he did that. we see his beth and his diane be killed by a bomb, not wiped from reality like slo mobius is later in the episode. so his family was killed BEFORE all the shit with the omega device. ik correlation ≠ causation, but it rlly explains why our rick in particular is so hungry for revenge. if he was the one that made prime kill diane everywhere then he had to be the one to make prime pay for it.

i like how the multiple monitors seems to be prime's signature move. it happens here and in the s6 premiere.

and oh fuck the parallels. "when i invent something it works, it's called being talented" in story train vs "when i make a weapon in works."

oh man the diane head weapon thing. it's interesting that it was programmed to mock rick sexually, but even on our rick who knows it's a trap, it still affects him seeing her face again. "god i missed that face." and then the blank stare when she asks for a kiss. pretty sweet and fucked up.

rick and evil morty having to work together to get their portals working. the contrast between our morty freaking out and evil morty blank staring.

the bit with the portal closing too soon. i know it happened earlier this season and i think it's so funny lmao.

I CANNOT STRESS TO YOU ENOUGH THAT I WAS SO MADE WHEN I WORKED OUT THAT INSTEAD OF YELLING WHILE GOING THROUGH THE CURVE THING IN THE MIDFLE OF THE EP HE WAS SCREAMING "PRIME" THOSE DIABOLICAL LITTLE BASTARDS AT ADULT SWIM.

prime calling rick the Wife Guy. hilarious. raises questions. makes me gnaw on my cell bars.

AND THEN the second incredible reveal of the episode: "Honestly, Wife Guy, I do miss when it was just us. The only two Ricks who actually invented portal travel." WHAT bestie prime bby girl u need to say that again. you guys were the ONLY ones who invented interdimensional travel, every rick's claim to fame. but no they just got the technology from prime who started a boys club of ricks who wanted to leave their lives behind that our rick refused.

but the reference to a time when they were closer, when it was only them - HELLO?? maybe i'm grasping at straws bc i want them to bang but holy shit.

the confirmation of the fan theory that rick based his AI voice on his wife. 10/10.

and then the fight scene. oh gods the fight scene. rick just screaming that he'll kill prime. prime regenerating constantly, looking unscathed as our rick becomes more and more dishevelled. it's too perfect i CANT. but otherwise they both seem pretty evenly matched w all the implants and stuff so without the regeneration i think rick would've had him. oh well.

rick like literally died during the fight.

the cool grandson/shitty grandpa exchange gives me breath. i LOVE how it's a morty that outsmarts prime. it's what he deserves.

prime still trying to be a smartass to evil morty, growing more and more panicked as it goes on bc he doesn't know what to do with the situation and control for once is not in his hands.

"what are u gonna 'aw geez' me to death?"

evil morty not even explaining his plan, just silently dragging in our rick and reviving him. saying "knock yourself out" with the intended double meaning. prime's almost scared expression as rick gets dragged in.

and then our rick has a choice. he can stop evil morty from keeping the weapon plans or he can kill prime. but that's a choice he made already. it's not even a decision. so his other enemy gets away.

the brutal brutal scene at the end when rick is just hitting prime. no tech, no implants, no gadgets. just fists. and rick beats him literally to a pulp as prime screams and laughs at him and taunts him further. it's meant to be sickening. it's meant to be personal. and it accomplishes that perfectly.

they don't even show prime's body in great detail. it's RIGHT in the background but we heard the sounds of the punches, we saw his nose break and his bloody teeth and haemorrhaging eyes and his brains coming out the side of it head and all we can make out is his fucked up swollen and broken face in the background as he sits still attached to the chair, a river of his blood pouring from the room.

but its not triumphant. they made rick's revenge hollow and bittersweet. its over but it destroyed rick in the process. who is he now that he isn't hunting prime? fucking no one.

then "look on down from the bridge" starts playing. we heard this in season 1 in rick potion #9 after morty had to bury a version of himself. he was struggling with the purpose of his life after switching universes. but he deals with it and overcomes it.

i think that scene is rick, for the first time in the entire show, struggling with his nihilistic philosophy. bc yes, he's shown to be an existentialist in the show (the difference being existentialists are "nothing matters but this matters to me" instead of "nothing matters so i don't have to do anything"). he had a drive. he had ppl he cared about. but now he's reached his goal he just feels empty and hollow. everything's meaningless and he's NOT okay with that. he never has been, but he has to grapple with that finally now he doesn't have a distraction. i don't think he can just bounce back and move past what happened.

ppl are saying this episode felt overstuffed and maybe it was but i'm very pleased with it and want to know where it's going.

i feel we still don't know the full story with prime. i'm predicting a flash back episode in the future explaining what the nature of their relationship was like before the bomb incident.

we also know that evil morty has this weapon that could destroy all ricks. so that is just a ticking bomb.

anyway i can't wait for angsty rick.

i actually watched unforgiven for this episode bc i'm a big fan of westerns anyway. the only real parallels i can see is they both have a group of three (two are already partners and the other one is the call to adventure) and an unsatisfying ending. bc that's the nature of westerns. they should NEVER end happily, and if u think so then ur wrong (/nsrs enjoy media how u want).

some things i haven't mentioned but enjoyed nonetheless

the schematics for the omega device is titled <SCHEMATICS BOOGER-AIDS-V2>

the arm/leg swap best in the fight

the comparison between the song at the end playing here and in season one shows with just visuals how the dynamic of beth and jerry's (and beth's) marriage has evolved since then.

everyone freaking out when indiana jones rick shoots and it ricochets off the wall and evil morty just stands expressionless until it hits his forcefield.

morty going to hug rick covered in blood, realising, hesitating, and then doing it later anyway to try and make rick feel better.

evil morty making a point to say that he doesn't want vengeful summers coming after him for omega devicing rick. not vengeful mortys, vengeful SUMMERS.

just evil morty in this whole episode was an absolute delight i need to see him more.

THE TEAR MARKS AFTER RICK EMERGES FROM BEATING PRIME TO DEATH

slo mobius' wife almost going down the same path our rick did only to find someone she loves and focus on that, saving her. makes me wonder if they're gonna try putting rick in a relationship.

this ended up being way longer than it should have. anyway. very pleased. this season is hitting all the marks for me overall.

also don't be too hard on me i didnt edit this 😭

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gareleia · 2 months

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THE KNITTING SAGA CONTINUES

a continuation of this post, because I have no impulse control and am in dire need of more Aeolus content

first of all, let's establish one thing - and I think we can all agree on that - Aeolus loves to fuck with people. they are a benevolent(-ish?) trickster deity, and they revel in harmless pranks

as a consequence, they are on pretty good terms with Hermes. while Hermes doesn't care much for the 'small fry' and doesn't pay that much attention to the wind god most of the time, Aeolus has their winions follow the messenger god religiously (pun intended), because? where Hermes goes, shenanigans always follow.

so when they get the tea that he's apparently hanging out on that one random Greek island, playing nanny? oh, they know it's gotta be good. so naturally, they go to check it out.

well, turns out that Athena is also there, and both of them are sooo bad with babies, it's hilarious

Athena, holding baby!Telemachus: Ehhh, shouldn't it be eating more meat? it's body is so weak, it can't even hold a spear! Hermes, exasperated: oh my me, 'thena, that's not how humans work!! babies eat liquids first!! how can you not know that!! here you go, champ, drink some wine!! Aeolus, hiding in the leaves: holy shit these guys are dumb

so now they can't just leave Telemachus alone with Athena and Hermes! they might not be an expert on child rearing, but surely they can do better than those two dorks! and the baby is adorable.

so they decide to stick around. just for a little bit. a week tops.

fast forward a few years, and they have been raising the prince of Ithaca

Aeolus: *shocked pikachu face*

and Aeolus is the much needed chaotic good influence to Hermes' chaotic neutral and Athena's lawful neutral.

the thing is, Aeolus is really good at hiding. so good, in fact, that no one but Telemachus had even realized they are here. everyone else just thinks that the prince has an invisible friend which, well… they're not wrong?.. and it's not like other kids are exactly lining up to be his friends anyway, cause everyone thinks he's weird (or their parents don't want to catch the attention of the suitors)

and the gods think that it's because they hang around too much and Telemachus can't make friends because of them. so maybe they try to spend less time in Ithaca, for his own good. which only makes things worse, because now the boy is upset, and Aeolus and winions have to try extra hard to cheer him up, which pisses them off.

Athena & Hermes: oh, goodness us, we shall try not to interfere too much with the mortal affairs, so that the young prince grows up healthy and happy ¯_(ツ)_/¯ Telemachus: (T⌓T) Aeolus: ヾ( ･`⌓´･)ﾉﾞ

and then they have to subtle bully the two dumb fucks to come back.

on a less serious note, Aeolus also has a sweet tooth, especially for marshmallows (idgaf there weren't any marshmallows in Mycenaean Greece, they're a god. they can make all the damn marshmallows they want)

and of course, since they are sooo generous, they always share with Telemachus.

what they don't know(?) is that winions, who all get their own treats, also collectively share them with the baby, because they are secretly evil adorable little freaks.

which results in a very hyper prince sugar rushing seemingly out of nowhere.

Telemachus, running all around the palace and crackling madly: I AM SPEED- Penelope, unimpressed: and who, pray tell, had given my son sweets right before dinner? Athena, equally unimpressed: yes, I would also like to know. Hermes, sweating nervously: heyyyy, why are you all looking at me like that???? ( ಠ‿ಠ ) Aeolus, from behind a tree, unseen by anyone: (｡•̀U-)┘

Hermes always gets blamed.

It's the only time he doesn't do the thing

and he's seething, because nobody believes him.

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nervousgardenerkid · 2 years

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Your beauty never ever scared me

a/n: HEYYY GUYSSS🥳it's been a hot ass second since i've posted something but i've been rly busy :( it doesn't help that my class is an ENGLISH class so i'm always writing but it's not what i want to write 💔 i hope u guys enjoy this little blurb! credit to the gif owner! <3

warnings: none really? the reader's arm gets grabbed, people call eddie names and push him, reader throws a punch, eddie talks bad about himself,,,that's pretty much it🫡

Eddie hasn't been the same since the upside down. You don't blame him, you know better than anyone else how traumatic it is. Especially when you've been on the verge of dying. You were thankful government officials cleared his name but the town never stopped calling him names. Murderer, monster, freak. He's been called every name in the book, yet this feels different now. It's like he believes them this time.

You watch him from the small picnic table with worried eyes as he jokes around with Dustin, he seems fine, normal even, but you know Eddie well enough to know he's not.

“He's not going to disappear, you know.”

You turn to look at Steve and let out a breathy laugh.

“I know. I just…I worry.” you say while turning your attention back to him.

“He hasn't been the same. He's distant.”

Steve lets out a hum. “You were too at one point.”

He was right, and you hate that he was. He had every right to distance himself, but you just want him to know that you're here for him.

“This is different. He won't even let me touch him.”

“Time heals all wounds y/n. Just give him time.”

You let out a sigh, your eyes never leaving Eddie. You smile softly at Eddie when you see him and Dustin making their way to the table you and Steve were sitting at. He takes a seat next to you, your legs barely touching and you tune out whatever Dustin is telling Steve.

“Hi, baby,” you mumble out trying your best not to lean into him.

He gives you a small smile and kisses your cheek.

“You okay?”

He sits for a minute before he nods his head.

“Yeah, think I'm just hungry or something.”

His hand brushes against yours and it's so hard trying not to find his hand but Eddie hasn't held your hand since the upside down. So you keep still and nod your head.

“Okay, are you ready to go?”

“Yeah, only if you are.”

You both say your goodbyes to Steve and Dustin, Steve makes sure to tell you again to give Eddie time when he hugs you. You and Eddie make your way to your car in silence and you let out a sigh when you start up the car.

“Where are we eating today Munson?”

You've been to this diner before. It used to be Eddie's favorite but you soon found yourselves eating there less and less before you both stopped going. The waitress smiled when she saw you two walk in, already sitting you two at your favorite booth and putting in your usual orders. Once the food was at the table Eddie was quick to dig in, he usually let his guard down when he was eating but you had your guard up. Your eyes scan the almost empty diner making sure no one is whispering under their breath or walking up to you two.

“Hey, your food is gonna get cold.”

You glance down at your food and give him an awkward smile.

“Sorry, I guess I'm not hungry.” you trail off, your eyes landing on a group of teens walking in.

Eddie stuffs some fries in his mouth.

“Are you sure? We can just go home.”

You swear you're trying to pay attention to him, you really are but you can't ignore the gut feeling you're having right now. You grab your car keys and slide them over to Eddie.

“When you're done go to the car, okay?”

You call the waitress over and hand her a generous tip mumbling how a mess might be made later. Eddie doesn't have time to question you before he has a vanilla milkshake poured over his head.

“Oops! Sorry, freak.”

Silence fell over the small diner except for the laughing that came from the kids. Your eyes lock on Eddie and you see him frozen to his spot. He's had his fair share of bullying but this hit differently.

“Go to the car,” you whisper while standing up from the booth. Eddie slowly nods his head and gets up.

“Woah, did I say the freak could leave?” one of the teens questioned while pushing Eddie. Eddie stumbles into you murmuring apologies about getting the shake all over you but you don’t care.

“What the fuck is your problem?!” you shout at the group of teens.

“We're protecting you! He's a murderer you know, just trying to make sure another pretty girl doesn't fall into the wrong hands.”

You scoffed and rolled your eyes when they bring up Chrissy.

“Fuck off.” You grabbed Eddie's hand and got ready to walk out when you felt someone grab onto your arm.

“Hey, I'm trying to save you bitch-”

You're not usually a fighter. The only time you've fought is when it came to the monsters from the upside down, and that one girl in elementary school when she took your toy. Next thing you know your fist is connecting to the guy's cheek and you're sprinting out of the diner. You're quick to try and grab the keys from Eddie's hands but he stops you.

“Easy there slugger, I'll drive us.”

You shake your head ready to argue that you can drive but when you see the group of teens run out of the diner you look at him and nod your head. A sigh of relief leaves your lips when Eddie manages to speed off before they could get to your car. The drive was silent as you opened and closed your bruised fist, biting down on your lip when you felt pain fall over your knuckles.

“Is your hand okay?”

You nod your head not looking away from your fist.

“Do you wanna go home?”

“No.”

“Okay. Do you wanna head back to my trailer?”

You look over at Eddie and then out of the window.

“Let's get out of here.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hawkins. I have our runaway bags in my trunk. We can go a couple of towns over and forget Hawkins, just for a night.”

As soon as the words left your mouth, Eddie was taking a route to get out of town.

“What about your parents?”

“I'll call them. I just wanna get out, please.”

You're leaning against the counter smiling at the older lady who is painting her nails and chewing her gum loudly.

“Hi, uh we want a room?” Eddie asked while tapping his fingers on the counter.

The lady looked up at Eddie and popped the bubble she was blowing. She rolled her eyes and set down the nail polish, blowing on her nails gently.

“King or queen?”

“I'm sorry?” he used while tilting his head to the side. She rolled her eyes once more and held out her hands.

“The bed size, sweetie. You want a big bed, a medium, or two small ones?”

Eddie stuttered over his words before you cleared your throat.

“We’ll take a king size. Thank you,” you squinted at her small nametag. “Christina.”

She smiled at you and squealed from behind the bubble she was blowing. She opened her mouth to pop it and set the room key in your hand.

“Want some advice? You know, girl to girl,” she asked while painting her nails again.

“Uh-”

“If you do anything with him, have him shower first. He smells like a milkshake that's been left in the sun. Okay bye!” she said excitedly while waving at you both and blowing a kiss. Eddie stood in disbelief with the bags in his hands.

“I'm like, right here you know?”

You let out a quiet giggle and drag Eddie onto the small elevator. The ride up to your room was quiet and your focus was back on your bruised fist until Eddie spoke up.

“Do I really smell like a milkshake that's been left in the sun?”

“A little, but it's okay.”

Eddie mumbled under his breath while you unlocked the door and stepped into the room with him not far behind. You both looked around the room with satisfied looks, it wasn't the best but it could've been much worse. Eddie dropped the bags on the floor and fought the urge to jump onto the big bed.

“I'm gonna hop in the shower since I smell so bad.”

You giggle and nod your head. “I should call my parents. Let them know I'm alive.”

The minute Eddie is in the shower you grab the phone that's on the nightstand and dial the first number you think of.

“Buckley resident-”

“Robin! Thank god you answered.”

You hear her chuckle and you swear you can see her shaking her head.

“Don't worry, your mom called earlier and I covered for you already.”

You let out a sigh of relief thanking her and leaning on the headboard of the bed.

“Where are you anyway?”

“Uh, I'm not sure.”

Robin let out a laugh. “Well just be careful okay?”

“I will be. Eddie is with me.”

“Romantic getaway?”

You hummed and looked down at your hand.

“Not exactly…”

“Oh my god, did you hear about what happened at the diner near the library?!”

“Yeah, yeah I did.”

Robin let out a whine. “What? How? I wanted to tell you about it.”

You let out an awkward cough and played with the cord of the phone.

“I was the one who punched him.”

Silence falls over the phone and you start to think that Robin hung up until she lets out a sigh.

“Okay, let's hear why.”

“They were being mean to Eddie, Robin. They poured their shake all over him then they started pushing on him,” you closed your eyes trying to calm down. “They still think he's a murderer.”

“Well he's not”

“Exactly!”

“But y/n, you're not gonna be able to make them see that. All that matters is you know Eddie. You know he's not a murderer, and he sure as hell isn't a monster. You know the truth, just let them live their lie.”

“I'm scared, Robin. I'm scared that this is getting to his head and that he'll just…disappear on me.”

“Babe, there's no way he'd disappear on you. On me and everyone else? Most definitely, but not you. Never you.”

“Are you sure?”

“Totally! Plus if he does, you can fall in love with me and we can have our best friends to lovers trope.”

You giggle and shake your head at her joke.

“But honestly, you have nothing to worry about y/n, just be there for him in any way that you can.”

You sigh and wrap the cord around your hand, wincing in pain when you feel the sting of your bruise.

“Yeah, you're right.”

“I always am. When will you and Steve learn this?”

“Never, thanks for listening Robin I owe you.”

“Ah, it's nothing. I'll let you go now! Bye, love you!”

“Mwah! Love you too!”

You hang up the phone and flop down onto the bed. For a random motel, you and Eddie found it had a really comfortable bed. Your eyes started to close and you felt like you were sinking into the bed when you heard a question being asked.

“Who was on the phone? Your other boyfriend?”

You tilt your head up at him and feel your cheeks get warm. He was shirtless. You've seen him shirtless before, but not since the upside down. He's stayed hidden underneath his favorite shirts for a while, so you're caught off guard by this. Your eyes drift down from his chest to the scars he's gotten from the bats. They're a bit faded now, but you know the memory is still fresh in his mind.

“Y-you have no shirt.”

Eddie clears his throat and nods his head.

“Yeah, I figured it was about time I showed some skin again. Unless you think I shouldn't?”

“No! I mean, yes? Wait, no let me try again.” You rush out while sitting up.

Eddie laughs and crosses his arms over his chest and looks at you with amusement.

“Yes, I think it's time you show some skin again, but like only with me, right?”

Eddie puts his knee on the bed and kisses your forehead.

“Only with you baby.”

You smiled at Eddie and threw yourself back down onto the bed.

“You gonna shower?”

You grunted and shook your head. “I showered before I picked you up.”

He let out a quiet hum and lifted the blankets.

“That's why you smelled so good today.”

“Do I usually stink?” you asked while peeking an eye open.

“Only a little,” he mocked.

You rolled your eyes and gently shoved him away while murmuring about how mean he is.

He gently places his hand on your calf and rubs small circles with his thumb.

“Are you tired?”

You nod your head and get under the blankets. Eddie follows your actions, and for the first time in a long time, he throws his arm around your waist and brings you close to him.

“You okay?” you ask him quietly while resting your hand on his cheek.

He lets out a sigh and nods his head.

“It's like I'm sleepy, but I don't wanna sleep.”

“I understand, you wanna try sleeping?”

He stays quiet, his eyes scanning your face.

“You've never been scared of me.”

“You never gave me any reason to be.”

“Everyone thinks I'm a monster. They always have, and sometimes I agree with them. It's hard to feel normal with all the scars, kinda makes me feel like one.”

You go silent, trying to think of what to tell him. You think back to what robin was telling you over the phone.

“Who cares what they think?”

“I do, not about me but when it comes to you,” he sighs and pulls you in closer. “People talk. I don't want you to get the short end of the stick 'cause you decided to stay with me.”

You giggle quietly and kiss him. It's short and sweet, but it's also full of passion.

“I don't care what they say about me,” you mumble against his lips. “They don't know us, Eddie. They think you're a freak, and they think I'm under some sort of cult spell because of how much I love you, but that's not true. They don't know a single thing about us.”

You pull away from him and push some hair out of his face.

“They think that we’re ugly, but I know we're beautiful. I'll get called every name in the book if it means I get to be by your side.”

Eddie ignores the stinging behind his eyes and bites his bottom lip to hide his smile. He gently kisses your forehead and sniffles a bit, you lift your head and wipe away the stray tear that managed to escape from his eye.

“You're beautiful Eddie. You always have been, even with the scars. Don't let them make you feel any different than that.”

Eddie shakes his head and lets out a broken chuckle.

“Thank you for staying with me. I know I haven't been around as much, I'm surprised you didn't leave.”

You wrap your arms around his head and bring him into your chest. He lets out a sigh of contentment and wraps his arms around your waist while you gently run your hands through his hair.

“Eddie my love, I'll stay with you as long as you need me to.”

#can u tell i didn't know how to end this #lol #eddie munson stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader #stranger things blurb #stranger things fluff #stranger things angst

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locallixie · 1 year

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Can i request skz reaction to u askin them to buy you a collar with a leash or cat ears pls? If that doesn't make u uncomfy ofc

collar and cat ears ; boyfriend!stray kids' reactions.

🖇—...boyfriend!stray kids' reactions to their s/o asking them to buy cat ears and a collar.

✧.* 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ; mature, suggestive, established relationship, implied friends to lovers, dom!stray kids, sub!reader, boyfriend!stray kids, gn!reader.

✧.* 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; pet names, praise kink, degradation, petplay, toys, general sexual themes.

bang chan—...

He support everything you do, no matter how weird it may be. Okay, maybe not everything, but most things! Not morally or lawfully wrong then he's fine.

But he would be a bit confused when you ask him to buy you a few...interesting items to say the least. Cat ears and a collar with a leash? Is it for you? Are you using them for a costume or anything?

If you came out dressed in those cat keyhole lingerie, wearing the cat ears and the collar that he bought would make him burst. False confidence, he would be blushing and shy all of a sudden when seeing such a sight.

"Meow~!" You taunted him, acting like a cat as you crawled on the floor toward him.

Chan is going to explode, covering his red ears and cheeks. He would actually freak out when you let him hold the leash.

"You...look so cute." He smiled gently, his hand gliding down your spine. He is so shy yet he is still an absoloute tease.

lee know—...

He adore cats, and you're very aware of it. You're sure he would choose cats over most things at every chance given, sometimes even over you—his partner.

Minho is the freakiest and boldest person you know, the guy didn't even bat an eye when you asked him to buy you something a little...mature to say the least. He even went as far as saying “Oh? Would you like me to call you ‘kitten’ too?” with a smirk on his face.

You were way too shy to actual buy it yourself, but you was even shyer to ask your boyfriend for it. But you pulled through, and so here you are in a adult store with Minho. Choose whatever you like, he won’t mind.

You never felt more embarrassed than picking out cat ears and adult toys under the intense stare of your boyfriend. “You’ll look cute with that, it’ll go well with the ears.” He pointed at the butt plug with a furry tail attached at the end.

"I'm not going that far, Minho." You told, hiding your flushed red face away. You wouldn't mind, you two tried worse things than this, this is tamed compare to what you have done.

Your boyfriend smiled, "Don't worry 'bout it, sweetheart. I'm paying, so I'd like to see you go all out." And next thing you know, you're already on your knees meowing to him like a helpless kitty.

Your backside dripping from the plug, your body was overly sensitive under his fingertips. You couldn't speak, so humiliated, he got your legs so weak.

"Oh-ho, cat got your tongue?" He teased, holding the leash in his hand.

changbin—...

Well, that was sudden..? He's a little taken back when you asked him to buy those things. It's not bad, it's just kind of different for you two.

He's not that into weird shit or anything too spicy, vanilla, you might say. Sweet and gentle love making sessions is what he's familiar with. But he's willing to try new things if it's for you.

"Is it too tight?" He's aware of his strength, he don't want to hurt you like how he accidentally did a few times in bed before.

Even though he isn't used to this, but the effects of yours still work on him. Your cat ears is fluffy and soft, the little bells ringing as you shook your head innocently.

He held the leash in his hand, feeling the faux leather that wrapped around your pretty neck. A side telling him to hold back, the other telling him to let loose.

hyunjin—...

He's judging your taste in things, he's not fucking a cat he's freaky but not at the same time. Ready to take risk, but staying safe is also okay.

But he's an artist, he know he should be versatile and open-minded. And he is, therefore he agreed to buy you those cat ears and that leash. It doesn't hurt to try something new in bed, he wants you to have fun too.

Hearing the bells rings every single thrust he make, you're slowly losing your mind on top of him as you rode him like the good kitty that you are.

"This kitty is a little bit of a slut? How naughty~" Hyunjin grinned, pulling you closer by the leash on your neck.

han—...

Shy, shy baby!! He had to ask you again to confirm what he heard was true. He was fine at first when you asked him for cat ears, but then a leash made him into somewhat of a blushing mess.

You'd look adorable in cat ears, and would look quite sexy wearing a leash—! His hands are shaking as he tried his best to keep his composure, picking out and ordering them for you. Just occupied with the sight of you all curled up in bed with little to nothing but cat ears and a leash.

Your tongue gliding over the warm and flushed skin of his hand, looking up at him with your sparkling eyes. Naïve and pure, so much so that he either want to preserve or corrupt.

felix—...

"Oh, cat ears? We should get matching ones!" The enthusiasm in his voice almost make you regretful of what your real intentions are. You know Felix likes cute things, cat ears are no exception. You wonder how he would react to buying you a leash?

Felix blinked, "No? You don't want to get matching ones? That's fine, you can get what you like and I'll get what I like."

When you told your plan, your boyfriend had to take a minute. "Oh...Oh." That is indeed straying from the usual business you two are up to, but he's fine with switching things up.

Surprisingly, he like it. He would try to incorporate it into your sessions more. You look cute and pretty with those ears, hearing you purr and meow with your sweet, mellow voice is addicting to say the least.

seungmin—...

"What? You want cat ears...and a collar?" Seungmin perked his eyebrow, what an odd request from you.

Is this some perverted fantasy you have that you two haven't act out in bed? Or is it the cat-hybrid thing that he usually sees in anime? But alright, he'll get you those new toys to play with.

He put the collar around your neck, toying with the golden bell. "How pretty? Come here kitty, kitty~" Seungmin called you with his finger, slowly pulling you with the leash on your cat collar.

i.n—...

It was a joke when you pulled your boyfriend into a adult shop, but when you begin browsing for a bit, you found a few things that you'd like to try out.

"Oh, you want those? Um...sure." Of course he is unaware of what he's getting himself into. Cat ears and a collar are normal things, it's just an interesting place to buy your costume.

He is speechless when you're in the bedroom, wearing the cat ears and collar he bought. You brushed your head against his hand, meowing like a cat as you're tricking him into doing something dirty.

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oceanlue · 1 year

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Can you do one where the listener is teasing the yuurivoice boys too much and they snap or just give them a punishment? 😅

(Oh oh ohhh of course)

💗Alphonse🧁🍭

He knew. He knew vary well what you are doing. And he is about to return it 10 fold

After work he had you in his bed and on his bed. Arms pined, legs up, him over you as he continues to pond into you over and over while also stopping for about 5 minutes to get you squirming.

" ha...ah...you like that boo...like how I tease you until your unable to do anything. While I....hah.... pin you down nnnuhh...and keep you here for my amusement until I'm satisfied....ahhh....get ready boo cuz ima keep you here till I'm done"

Hehehhehe

🧡Seth🍂🏕

He already had you in his bed before you could say or do anything.

And he wasn't going easy

He had you over the table and had your hands behind your back

Making sure you stay still

And him biteing, slapping your cake, and not stopping for anything not even when u say slow down that just makes him speed up

" no no sugar you should have seen this coming .....ahhh.....you know better than to tease me your big strong ....ah....country man and now look at you all tied up and bend to my will and....ah f*^% yah...... all because of a little teasing that you.....damn..... tried to do maybe I should do a little teasing to put you in your place sugar"

Hehehehhe

💚Finn🪴🌻

He is not the vary Dom to say the least but he does have his moments and today that was one of his moments

He slipped something in you tea cuz you had been teasing all day and it was getting to him

So now your body is hot you're sweating and panting wiggling around in the bed trying to get friction between your legs and he was just sitting there while you try to get yourself off

After a lot of begging he's finally did something

" you know *huff* my precious little orchid you tease me a great deal ....ohhh.....today and it was very hard to focus on work so I'm going to repay you ..aaah...the favor my dear I'm going to make...nnuuhhh.... sure you get the exact amount of teasing I got that you did to me"

Well I think you'll have fun

❤Auron☕⌚

He knows and he slightly regrets of what he said

He did buy you that collar and it fit you perfectly and now he regrets it a little bit

You wearing his collar all around the office is driving him f***ing Wild and it's taking all of his willpower to not grab you out of nowhere and just drag you to his office for a "evening meeting"

Even on the security cameras you know that he's watching so you give him a little bit of a show

By that I mean you tilting your head back as you put your hand on the collar and slowly slide it down to your chest and you stop and then you look at the camera and bite your lip to give an extra sense of euphoria

And this is driving him freaking wild you being seductive teasing him all day making him frustrated for him to finish his work meanwhile you are finishing work pretty quickly

After he finished his work finally he closed up the office and finally went to the his condo were you are

After he opened up the door he sees you on the couch with the color still on

And finally since he's at home he can rash you all he wants so he just went up to you picked you up threw you over his shoulder and walked to your shared bedroom

After a little bit let's say about an hour you two were heated in the moment that nothing really mattered Beyond what's in front of him

" you really ...nuh.....think that you can just f***ing tease me all day don't just like making a mess out of me making me back down on my paperwork.....ahh.... making me so frustrated that I had to be annoyed by every living thing that......oh f&^% yah.... came to ...*huff*....me and hear you were being seductive little pets you didn't think I would notice the security ......ah damn.....cameras I always notice my darling and you are going to be paying ....*huff*....for what you did. I'm going to make you big for more...ahhhh..... And I won't stop for anything not even if you say so"

R.i.p your legs

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Hope you like it

Peace out

💙💙💙

#yuurivoice #yuurivoice auron #oceanlue #spotify #yuurivoice finn #yuurivoice seth #yuurivoice alphonse #ocean🌊

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 1 year

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Oh it's OK I will send it right away here so u don't have to search lol.

Good morning/evening hun! Now I know fnf hypno's lullaby requests are going heavily on you and I'm sorry but bare with me a little- creepypasta! Reader play with triple please! I would love if they were female but i don't mind gn lol. The reader look normal and friendly, you can make them get creepy when they start playing, if you want! You can make them play by any sides of the three or all of them go 3vs1 but make the reader win pls lmao, it's your choice, take your time and if you don't want to do it for whatever reasons feel free <3

your writing is beautiful and always make someone's day.

Take care of yourself and thank you for your time and sharing your talents with us

Awh thank you!! Reader will be gender neutral for this one

........

“Pasta Night”, as the local Creepypasta bar liked to call it, was always something you looked forward to!

Not only did you get to play games with your fellow freaks of nature (even though many were very much unnatual), but you could be yourself.

Blending in with humanity was often a challenge, and at first glance most people wouldn’t even suspect that you were hiding in plain sight. You looked like a plain old human being.

It sure fooled many folks who thought you walked into the wrong place at the wrong time.

Tonight was a perfect example, as when you arrived at the cards table, you saw three unfamiliar faces already having a go at UNO, of all things:

A scary hulking figure who resembled Mario with a large cigar in his mouth and a glowing blue block labeled “POW” beside him, a demonic hedgehog wearing a visor and sporting faded fur trying to peek at his friend's cards, and finally a Hypno who looks like it swapped bodies with a Machoke...holding a deck of Pokémon cards with psychic energy.

‘Just when I think I’ve seen them all..’ You smiled and headed over to the table with your drink.

“Seriously, I lose again?!! You two are insufferable..at least I play by the rules!!” The hedgehog hissed, annoyed as he shoved a pile of gold rings towards MK. "I'm not gonna have any rings left for spare after tonight..."

Then he noticed you sitting across from them, and his whole attitude changed, a wide yet closed smile growing on his face. “Why hello-”

“Beat it, human. We’ve already reserved this table.” The Mario lookalike snarled, briefly taking his cigar out to spit into a nearby metal bin. “Tell ‘em to scram, X.”

“That’s Lord X to you, MK...and you don’t have to be rude.”

“And you don’t have to lie either! I know damn well you’re peeking at our cards when you think we ain’t lookin’. “Play by the rules”, my ass...you deserve to lose every ring ya bet.”

“Just shut it! At least I’m not punching that stupid cube every five seconds and screwing up everyone's concentration!!”

“Don’t mind them,” Hypno spoke up as he set down his cards gently. It surprised you for a moment, considering most Pokémon couldn’t talk--or at least most normal ones couldn’t. “They act like children at times.” He shook his head with a sigh.

“Haven’t we all at some point?” You chuckled. “Forgive me for eavesdropping gentlemen, but..if Lord X needs any help winning back his earnings, then maybe I can assist. I'm pretty good at bets."

After hearing your offer, the hedgehog stopped arguing with MK and looked to you, surprised. “Ah, so you wanna go a round? That’s fine by me. Some help would be nice. But the question is...what’ll you wager should you lose? Cash? Valuables? Or maybe even--”

You blinked once and saw him dash out of his seat, sitting right next to you with a sinister grin. “Your SOUL?” As he spoke, skeleton hands emerged from the depths of his throat, a demonic laugh creeping its way out as well.

Yet you remained unshaken by his act, simply smiling and getting your own stack of cards. “If I lose, I'll pay for your next round of drinks."

"...that's fair."

Then you glanced at Hypno’s cards, frowning slightly. “By the way Hyp..you got trading cards, not UNO. That’s probably why you’re confused.”

“Huh--? Ohh...that makes sense.” The Talking Pokémon nodded, getting the right cards for himself before he and MK stared you and Lord X down, smirking. “Alright. Now...we play!”

........

“HAHAHA!! I WIN!!!”

“What?!”

“How?!!”

“That ain’t fair!!” MK slammed his fist down on his POW block, causing the whole table to violently shake, but nobody paid any mind to his temper flare. It was normal for them.

Nothing infuriated the Mario entity more than seeing your smug grin--now a rather creepy one that rivaled him and his buddies.

But Lord X and Hypno were impressed to see this was the real you..or at least the competitive side of you who always liked to win.

You definitely caught them all off-guard with your friendly looks. They just assumed you were a naive human trying to butt into their game night.

“Here you are, m’lord.” With a chuckle, you took the stack of rings from the other side of the table, sliding them back towards Lord X. And like a dragon hoarding gold, he gathered them all into his hands, grinning from ear to ear.

They were all his.

Every ring he’s wagered for the past month.

"Thank you, friend." He laughed. "You're an excellent player."

“Not even I could have predicted those moves with Future Sight.” Hypno remarked, scratching his head in disbelief. “What did you say your name was?”

“[Y/n].” You leaned back in the chair as you reshuffled your cards in your hands. “My story hasn’t hit the right crowd yet, so you probably haven't heard of me.”

“..ah, I get it now.” MK remarked. “I was thinkin’ they let a random human walk into the wrong bar. My bad.”

“It’s fine. If you guys don’t mind..I wouldn’t mind joining you for another game.”

“Maybe next time.” Lord X told you, shaking his head as he stood up from the table. “MK and I have some tortured souls to play with.”

“And I have to find Gold and bring him home.” Hypno stood up as well. His cards levitated around him and disappeared into his satchel. “That boy couldn’t have wandered off too far..”

“When you see him, tell him how stupid he looks with that bowtie, will ya?” MK sneered. “I mean..a bowtie on a hoodie??”

Hypno shot him a scowl. "If he didn't come with you, you don’t get to dictate what he can and can’t wear! He wanted to look “fashionable” and that’s the best I could do!!”

"Jeez really? Thought you were dressing him up for one of your game's "beauty contests".

You just smiled in amusement as they were the ones bickering this time around, with Lord X trying to quiet them down so Gold didn’t overhear their arguing.

‘They seem like a good trio..I’ll definitely play with them again.’

#clanask #anonymous #fnf x reader #friday night funkin x reader #pokepasta x reader #fnf hypno's lullaby x reader #hypno's lullaby x reader #fnf hypno #fnf lord x #fnf mk #platonic

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xoluvx · 2 years

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saw that ur opening to writing new characters and was wondering if u could do an arvin or nathan imagine? like pure fluff and flirting? if not thats ok :)

idk about arvin bc i don't know much about that character but definitely nathan! can we just talk about how freaking hot tom is as nathan? he had me in that movie theater shaking 🥵

"the usual?" the browned eye man asked as you slide onto the stool leaning your weight on the bar.

"how'd you know?" you smirked playfully as he got to work on your drink. to say you were a regular was an understatement. you practically lived here. it wasn't that you were an alcoholic or anything like that, you just liked spending time there. considering the bartender was hot as hell.

"for you," he said smiling cheekily placing the drink in front of you. you thanked him taking the drink in your hand and having a small sip. you told yourself tonight you wouldn't drink too much so you were taking small sips.

that isn't exactly how the night panned out. yeah, turns out scrolling through instagram and seeing how lonely you actually were made you want to drink more.

"hey, i'm cutting you off," his eyes were serious but there was concern mixed in there as he leaned over the bar and close to you so you could hear him. you blinked feeling the alcohol numb every sense in your body.

"why?" you whined as he took the glass from your hand.

"i think you've had enough," he said seriously this time as your leg slipped off the stool and you lost your balance. you quickly tried to regain your composure to avoid a lecture from your bartender. nathan. his name was nathan, you remembered.

"i'm paying for that," you said tilting your head in disbelief.

"yeah, well i refuse to give you service," he said raising his eyebrow while placing his hands on the bar standing tall daring you to take him on. pouting you stood from the bar grabbing your purse that'd been previously resting on the counter.

"how are you getting home?" he asked before you could turn around.

"uber? i don't know i'll find a way," you muttered.

"i'm clocking out in 10 minutes, can you wait for me?" he asked looking over at the other bartender getting ready for his shift. you didn't think about it. you just nodded your head and sat back down. you leaned your head on your hand as your elbow rested on the counter and you felt your eyes slowly close.

"ready," his hand was on your back and you instantly opened your eyes.

the cold air hit your face and you shivered. you wondered if you were actually drunk...or you were just sobering up quickly.

"where do you live?" he asked casually tucking his hands in the pockets of his pants, glancing at you.

"you're trying to go home with me?" you teased.

he laughed softly still looking at you. "i feel a little responsible for how much you drank so yeah, i want to make sure you get home safe." you felt your heart thump at his reply. he was clearly flirting back, right?

"i'm not far from here," you replied looking at him feeling the alcohol exit your system as you shivered again feeling how cold it actually was.

"good," he whispered placing a hand on your back gently rubbing it, you figured, in an attempt to warm you up.

boy was he making you hot.

#nathan drake #nathan drake request #nathan drake blurb #nathan drake fic #nathan drake imagine #nathan drake x you #nathan drake x y/n #nathan drake x reader

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joviepog · 8 months

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Sorry I haven't been as active. I haven't had a good week at all so I'm trying to not project on people but here's an idea because I'm currently crying (⁠〒⁠﹏⁠〒⁠)

Wilbur comforting reader when they're crying (because of stress, events that have happened, being made fun of, anything along these lines)

Totally alright if not, and please don't jump on me immediately and start comforting me ❤️

I feel like Wilbur would be the best comforter. <3

Hard days.

Who: Wilbur x reader

Pronouns: non mentioned

Warnings: Crying, cursing, mention of anxiety

Requests: @ax-y10

Anything else: Sorry that this took so long! Hope u liked the end results!

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You sat in your room, looking at all the papers in front of you. The room felt suffocating and the more you sat there, the more you wanted to give up.

You checked the clock behind you, resting your arm on the chair as you turned around.

1 am.

You let out an exhausted sigh and looked back at your work.

The papers from your boss that he had made you do. You hated him. You hated work. You hated yourself.

Why was it always your fault that your boss forgot to pay the bank?

Why was it so hard for your coworkers to just be nice?

Why was it so hard for your parents to be supportive for once?

You could feel the tears starting to flow out of your eyes as you looked at your work. Your boss was using you again. Knowing you needed the money, he always made you do his work for him. And if you missed one thing? You would be threatened to be fired.

Your coworkers made fun of you for everything! Your coworkers even made fun of you for not having your own apartment!

Which you really didn’t mind since your roommate was the kindest person alive.

Not to mentioned your parents.

They were always worried for you because of your anxiety but for some reason, they never believed in you.

God how you wished they would just leave you alone.

We cant anyone just understand?

‘I cant do this anymore..’

you kept thinking. you put your head down on your desk and let the tears flow down.

Your breath was wavering and your eyes were closed. You didnt want to think about them. You didnt want to be a pushover. You didnt want to do this anymore.

You didn’t want to-

There was a knock on the door and your breath hitched

“YN? Everything alright in there?”

You stayed silent

“I made you your favorite drink. I think i got it right this time!”

He chuckled before pausing.

“I’m going to open the door okay?”

This is when you freaked out. your head shot up and your heartbeat quickened.

“Wait! Wilbur, no!”

He opened the door and you wiped away the tears.

His eyes widened as he looked at you. You probably looked horrible.

He sighed and gave you a soft, loving smile.

He placed the steaming cup on the desk and kneeled next to you. He scanned the papers and frowned as he saw the wet spots from the teardrops.

“Yn..”

You were quick to interrupt him.

“I’m fine Wilbur! Thanks for the drink!”

You cringed at the voice crack and he laughed.

Your eyebrow shot up and you couldn’t hide the confusion.

“W-what?”

He cleared his throat, “You suck at this.”

“At what?”

“At lying.”

He grabbed your hands and you gasped at how warm his hands were.

You go up with him and he sat you on the bed.

“I’ll be right back okay?”

You nodded as you grabbed the blanket and covered yourself up.

He gave you a smile and walked out the room.

You closed your eyes and ignored the tears that kept wanting to come out of your eyes.

He came back with some tissues and you smiled at him.

He put them down next to you and sat down next to you.

He didnt say a word; he just hugged you.

He took a deep breath and closed your eyes. You couldn’t help but do the same.

You sank into his hug allowing yourself to cry in his arms.

He hummed a small tune as you cried.

You muttered out hopeless words, asking him why he was helping.

You asked him over and over again but he didn’t give a clear answer. Instead, he said. “Relax. Breath.” So, you did.

He kept humming and you kept taking deep breaths.

Thiswent on for a while.

Actually, you didnt even know how long that went on for. But soon, Wilbur fell asleep.

He was still hugging you. Arms wrapped around you protectively.

You and stopped crying and you had calmed down by the time you realized that it was late.

You tried to get out of Wilbur’s arms to get back to work but he just hugged you tighter. This is when it hit you.

A blush appeared on your face and your heartbeat became quick.

“Wilbur i need to work.”

He pulled you closer.

“No.”

You laughed.

“I do Wil.”

He shook his head softly, “No.”

“Wil-“

He interrupted you, “As your roommate, I’m not allowing you to go.”

“Wilbur I’m going to get fired. You know i cant-“ You started to argue back but he cut you off once more.

“We can worry about that tomorrow, love. Sleep.”You blushed and you hoped that he didnt hear your heartbeat.

“Right… thank you Wil.” He hummed a ‘you’re welcome.’ Before you hear the soft snoring.

You giggled before going to sleep.

Maybe i can do this?

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wildernessuntothemselves · 5 months

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i hope im not too late hehe.. my hospital duty is killing me 🫠 idk how u managed to write and work at the same time

anyways, oc and junnie fluff scene got me giggling and kicking my feet like what? how did beomgyu survived that hahahaha

i would never have thought oc would be able to dom yeonjun.. (it was still freaking hot tho) im glad shes getting more genuine? comfortable? having sex with him and her confidence is finally coming out. but oc thinking about gyu just fucking ruins it 🙂

here are my predictions.. (i thought i am intuitive person but this fic humbled me)

1. jun & oc ends up together, oc moves on and gyu let goes oc and becomes mature, was just confused this whole time because he was just scared to lose his ONLY bestfriend

2. gyu & oc ends up together, cuz gyu had feelings for her this whole freaking time he is just indenial/confused about his feelings because he thought oc didn't like him and doesnt know how to handle it

3. gyu and oc ends up together, gyu knows it all this time he just thought that being friends with oc will last longer than being romantically together

4. jun and oc ends up together, gyu had feelings for her but was too late to confess because oc moved on and now loves jun

either way, i feel like im going to ugly cry because i will feel bad to whoever oc didn't end up with 😭

lastly, i never used patreon so i dont have any idea how to use and pay for it. but i hope i can and support u, and also to soothe my broken heart from the release of the main ending

haha cuz i'm neglecting my other duties like signing up for training and working on my appraisal haha 🥲

i know it was so cute 😣 and it was fun making gyu sit through it lol

yeah well it wasn't an easy dominance which feels natural to them. jun is just a very laid back dude. i know thinking about gyu ruins it but she's been doing it less and less 😪

i know like all of them are sad in a way. i guess the least sad is number one because he doesn't love her and he just gets over his shit and she's happy with jun. and 4th is the worst 😣

haha thank you babe. you don't have to do it if you don't want to but hopefully with patreon i can justify to myself the amount of time i'm spending on writing instead of studying 😂

#mort talks #jealousy jealousy

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jrueships · 1 year

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what are the best wire ships?

YALL SHOULD NOT HAVE ASKED ME THIS LMAO 😭😭 i am so not serious to be the header on the wire fandom resurrection front but here we go 😭 i guess 😭! I HOPE URE READY CUS IM NOT LMFAO

FYI this post might contain some spoilers to the show but if u want a nonspoilerly version, just asked! it's pretty old so if yall haven't seen it i 10/10 recommend!!!

im painfully trying a rewatch of the show, i say painfully because my attention span watching a show vs a movie is KAPOOT! i can't stream 30 hours of a show but i can sit thru a 3 hr movie (if i haven't seen it before. Ill still have to get up and stretch sometime in the middle of it but ill be attentive nonetheless). LIKE... sitting thru a long movie holds more accountability to my mind i think. If i can't binge thru multiple episodes and end on a comfy, even number like episode 10, i can't bring myself to sit thru one without checking my phone 😭 BUT IT IS A GOOD SHOW! i just suck at watching shows in general, especially past the 1st season.. idek why.. it's like i get thru the 1st season in a happy binge breeze then BOOM! no more motivation... BUT WHAT I MEANT WITH THIS IS!!!!

This 1st post will mainly just kinda lightly touch on general knowledge from season 1 then expand in detail the more seasons i rewatch (with more ships too probably). This is mainly my fav ships i noticed now or back then

TO BE NOTED THO!! the wire isn't a really shippy show tbh, it's mainly about dynamics thru relationships contributing to story/effect on the story rather than romantic relationships. Every plot point has to have an eventual purpose for the story, every interaction, etc. It has like one will they won't they mainly for angst, and it's for Detective McNulty who has a general 'will he won't he' beat the Irish drinking gene or whatever lmao. If u wanna ship, u gotta really take the few nuggets the show might give u and REALLY turn them to gold. Cus they are gold in general, but it's up to you to make them really profit! IN CONCLUSION.. u gotta be. A little delusional. Hence our first 'ship' introduction..

🩵 stinkum & bird 🩵

... i told you we had to be a little unwell to really indulge. Sorry.

this is a totally biased list so please excuse me. Stinkum n Bird are two of Avon's muscle in the game and they both get outta it pretty quick. Involuntarily, of course, because they're the typa freaks that love it. With these two, you need context clues n connections. Almost EVERY scene Stinkum is in, he's GOT TO bring up his boy Bird. Hell, it might just be every. This is mainly due to the writers knowing the actor of bird is a big shot cameo, so it'd be too expensive to have Bird in a lot of scenes, especially in a TV show budget. And they also knew Stinkum wasn't made to last long so why not just use him as a substitute introduction to Bird's character so we don't have to pay that much for personal appearance in prologue? Bird's supposed to be the 'unhinged' one in the crew, the Crazy Guy. Crude, rude, cruel, & ruthless. Don't have the budget to show it, cheaper to tell it instead. Stinkum's just the hype man to Bird, essentially. Also he has another thing going on that leads to his early demise, but besides that, that's pretty much it. Goes to show how the show wants every dime spent for a strategical reason. Good TV shows need Causation, not 'and then's, but 'therefore' 'so' ETC.

... doesn't mean we can't have fun with it ourselves though. See, The Wire brings you quality entertainment, & it's up to us what we make of that quality to be entertained. Up to our love of the show to keep coming back to it and exploring the prime time possibilities it presented/hinted/hid. Which is a lot since practically every part of it is practical. The beauty of Stinkum n Bird to me is Stinkum being some wide-eyed doe eyed obsessed little freak who woobifies n glorifies n babygirlifies Brutal As Fuck bird because? He's insane. I guess? They both are! This is evidenced in the show, on purpose for plot! But this purpose can be made even better if we make something accidental out of it. Take the gold and spread its profits through smaller amounts, cut the product for bigger prices! LISTEN LIKE.. they made stinkum's character constantly bringing up Bird's name for plot... but him always yammering on about Bird can mean other things...... dare i say... gay things 😈. WHY does he always talk about Bird? For cheap character intro to get us ready when Bird makes his short appearance eventually yea but WHAT ELSE? they're giving us an ELSE without rlly GIVING us an else! Stinkum, who's a bit of a dopey lil goon guy, might have been unknown to a certain shooting danger one night when BLAM! He turns around, not filled with lead, but with awe for the guy he just saw skin a man alive... save HIS skin by dealing with his unforeseen assailant. Stinkum sees a softer side to the craziest, cruelest guy in their group, and has his respect eternally earned. Does Bird ever return it?? We don't know.... Bird never mentions Stink. Which creates more fun for us cus we get bounce off that with whatever the hell we want. It always goes back to the source! IF YOU WANT.. i recommend looking up 'the wire stinkum' / 'the wire bird' and ull find their scenes that show more of their character. I can elaborate on a single ship in more detail if u want, just ask ! trust me, id be MORE than happy to lmao!

🩵 Bird n Omar 🩵

Apparently, thanks to Stinkum, we know Bird n Omar jailed with each other. And STINKUM heard from BIRD that Omar was gay?? Which is like.. ok. Thanks stinkum/bird??? That's a bit.. what do u mean by that... have you, Bird, man whose little scenes he's shown is spewing same sex sexuality slander 99% of the time, Experienced that info Firsthand? Are you. Perhaps. Were you... One of Omar's whole stable of boys he had while locked up at Jess Up 🤨? ...the public needs to know 😈. Is all this talk you have against the lgbt.. perhaps... coming from a bit of internalized Rage 🤨? hm 😼? AND THIS ISNT JUST MY SPECULATION EITHER!! Other wire fans thought this!! They were sus on stinkum n Bird's relationship too!!! hell i GOT that idea from one of the wire's youtube COMMENTS!! yall we see it.. we do. Also Omar is 5'10... Bird is 5'3 at worst (says he's 5'5 but trust me. That is a definite lie.) .. Bird's also Omar's type too (which i find hilarious).. lightskinned. some may say, even, a little bratty BUT HEY! HEY!! im just usin my context clues given to me from THE SHOW ok! dont shoot the messenger bird... Omar looked like he was enjoying Bird getting his comeuppance a little Too well in that police interrogation scene.. i wouldn't be surprised if there was a deleted scene of him saying 'oh what a mouth'... BUT FROM THE SCENE GIVEN TO US THO.. what do you Mean 'bird really knows how to bring it out of people', Omar 🤨? What do you. What do you Mean by That 🤔? something.... explicit 🫣?

ANYWAYYYSS... smthin Bigger.

🩵Avon & Stringer 🩵

u rlly do have to see the show for all of these to rlly land with u tbh, the bigger ones especially bcs when the show has two characters they keep close for long... u know they're gonna be in pain. And u are too. I love avon and stringer man they make me so 😭😭!! One bleeds red the other bleeds green... ones all for family, the other for profession but DAMN IT! He thought he was family too, isn't it? Aren't i... Avon ? If the other ship types were doofy tongue out loyal to the bone tail wagging dumbly following dog Stinkum x asshole cat with claws who Maybeeee has a Slight soft spot for the dog where only HE can scratch it sometimes Bird, or elegant silk n clever streetcat with a semi bitten ear who steals fish with class Omar x rowdy rabid orange tabby cat who jumps at windows trying to eat other cats Bird..... this one is . Opposites attract. Unlikely friends to the end. Unlikely betrayal in bonds. Unlikely.. Unlikely. I don't wanna speak on it too much incase u haven't seen the show. It's just so good, it needs a justification thru watch. Avon and stringer together.. u can just feel the connection. Like these two Were childhood friends and now all this shit is happening to them.. this rift. It sucks!! It makes u wish the old days with them!! It makes u feel like an old head! Makes u feel what they're probably feeling but can't express cus they don't have the power or the pride rn!! I love them. They make me miserable. Avon and stringer were THE powercouple on the wire. They were THE girlboss malewife powercouple takeover. THE adhd bf Autistic bf romance. OKAY??? I just have to tell u the terms, it's up to u to see the show explain it. Watching stringer infodump about whatever smthing new he learned in his community college econ's is so cute. His finance bro business bro interests 😭 Avon acknowledging it and helping him indulge in it!! Making it a giant part of his organization!!! Avon the hardworking son from a long line of feared bad blood incorporating his businesstime consigliere godfather type shit ! Seeing avon get all excited at the bball game, jumping up n stomping the ground when he's winning or losing Lmao. Stringer roasting the competition, joining in on the pettiness. I love them. They're my petty powercouple and I GET TO SAY THEY DESERVED TO KISS EACH OTHER!! And GET MARRIED and LOVE EACH OTHER!!! okay!!! In another life avon is the prideful n stubborn basketball coach for their cc's poor basketball team and stringer is the sexy rich new econ professor who got demoted for being too harsh on his past private college students. D'angelo the spoiled nephew hates going to Stringer's class and hates Stringer even more when he becomes his strict new stepdad thanks to googly eyes at Avon. The coparenting comes with its troubles..

Another big crime dealing (literally) powercouple on the newer side..

🩵 marlo & Chris 🩵SHUTUP ABT CHRIS'S HAIR I TRIED OKAY IM NOT TRYING THAT HARD OKA

this one is mainly dynamic, there are some works for marlo/chris, but it's mainly dynamic exploration or relationship hinting if u squint but kept kinda dim under the surface. What's interesting abt these two is that.. They're just so interesting. It's like.. how Did they meet? WHY is chris so loyal to marlo? Also it's on misinterpretations too cus people might look at chris and think he's the ruthless killer who takes joy in his killings since he's big muscle for marlo's group... but actually he's a very chill (unless ur crime is Bad.) kinda kind n polite guy with a butler-like professional nature in his affable behavior sometimes . VS everyone thinking marlo is some emotionless, bug-eyed freak who just watches from the dark. And he is LMAO. Just like how chris CAN be ruthless, marlo CAN be hauntingly apathetic. But he can ALSO be very petty. I mean, half his Google images are of him looking disgusted LMAO. He's almost always vaguely annoyed, impeded upon, or intrigued. And chris n him Both know the other should not be messed with when pissed. If avon and stringer are the more kind of 'front and center' powercouple at the party, Marlo and chris are the two lonely assholes sitting in the dark corner (uninvited btw) of the party, vaping and judging people. Marlo doesn't drink, so he's just sipping ice water out of a red solo cup telling chris to kill whomever marlo finds insignificant (so everyone) while chris stares at the weather app on his phone, not knowing what to do. I love them in the goofy sense. They're just so awkward. Bruh girl 4 bruh girl. When two mfers with social skills where u can tell it's ok Except there's just smthin kinda Off about them, keeping them from being normL, find each other... the world burns. And it Did. They both have insane trauma and i think they should kiss. Ill def reblog with more abt them when i get to the later seasons rewatch..

🩵 Omar's og crew with him, Brandon, n bailey 🩵

i loved Omar's og little Robin hood crew so much 😭 it's a shame the wire back then didn't know how successful it'd be, so they introduced n had the other members live so short for story. They shouldve had more screen time fr! Doing shenanigans!! i just love the dynamic of Omar n Brandon being best bfs... Omar simping for Brandon n letting his mistakes slide bcs hes down bad for the lightskin.. and then there's lone wolf John bailey who just has to third wheel with them. Bailey is known to just go wherever the money goes, do whatever to get whatever, mix with whatever for whatever, so gotdammit if he has to spend time stealing money n drugs with gay people, he'll spend time stealing money n drugs with gay people!! i guess 😭. he definitely will be using that time to side eye them tho 😭😭. The funny gay couple and the straight man (literally) doing stealing shenanigans.. smh. We were robbed 😭 from their robbing!!!!!!!! i wish we saw more of them (dont get it twisted from all the praise the wire gets, it does have its faults, every show does!).. got to explore them more! We barely get to see Brandon before he dies n we don't even get to see John bailey's end result! Just hear it passing by! SMH!!! they were a cute lil ragtag group and i wanted to see them successful!!! also.. just saying John but... if u stayed n had a threesome instead of going to see ur 'mom', you wouldve lived longer...... probably not that long when you've got avon n his muscle minions after u... but still. You missed out big time bro. It's time to consider switching sexuality sides, methinks !

AS CLOSING SINCE WE'RE RUNNIN A LIL LONG!!

🩵 gay ppl.. everywhere

🩵 The Baltimore fuzz can also be poly excluding kima as platonic <3. Herc n Carver have too many sus conversations to be just bros at this point ... but ill talk more abt them later probably! They're rlly cute tho! And bunk n McNulty have their buddycop banter that's very domestic and assholic because they are domestic assholes. Bunk made lester bow-legged. Bunk ALSO outside of police stuff, has some childhood lore with Omar, of all people. Perhaps Omar had a schoolgirl crush on THE JOCK bunkster, feared star of his... school's game with the stick or whatever lol it sounds cute though! I'll talk more abt the fuzzy side of the show if u want, but they're pretty big so ull see more of that for urself with less explanation needed if u watch it !

🩵 avon's barksdale crew could be a poly powercouple gang takeover !! As could marlo's! With obvious platonic pieces as snoop probably has her own gf n such. Wee-bey is just so beautiful he needs to be a bf!! he needs someone to listen to his fish facts!! Him and stringer probably trade fish facts n finance facts! Avon and his gang kiss <3

🩵 bodie/Wallace have some fans! The stubborn kid playing tough guy to survive trying to steel his heart and the smart kid who's a little too soft and a little too supportive.. it's sweet and sad :( .

🩵 Bodie n poot are cute too. The second coming of girlboss malewife. Lil Kevin had to be in a poly with them or smthin cus there's no other reason why they should keep him along 😭 he was so shit at being muscle. It's not even funny LOL. Poot was also kinda shitty at being muscle too. Lil spoon headass, desperately debilitatingly declining hairline headass. Fuckin poot 😭.. bodie rlly spent his whole life carrying the team tbh. No wonder he's always such a crabby Lil guy! Yall make him do too much! By the time he was 26, he felt 86 probably !!

🩵 there's also cutty n slim charles, n other people that show in the later seasons that i can address later in a reblog, but yea! So far those are my favs mentioned n can be elaborated later! thank u SO much 4 asking, this was SUPER fun n appreciated 🩵🩵🩵 i doubt many ppl will read this n i don't blame yall but TRY if u can.. to watch The Wire if ure ever bored n have some freetime!! it's so good 😭

#if u dont have the span i def recommend watching youtube clips of it! searching whatever character ure interested in #cus the clips are golden!#they got a lot of good characters in the wire man!! and i love good characters!#if one doesnt hit another probably does !#anyways yea!!! thanks for asking !! this was a blast <3 #ted longer #ted asks #enjoy my images at least if the words are too much for the brain which i totally get #ALSO DONT TAKE THE IMAGES TOO SERIOUS LOL u know ted is having a time when u see a photoshopped ted post #i am Never serious with those

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tache-noire · 10 months

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Ass-Kisser

Rating: 18+ (explicit sexual content)

Ship: Max Caster/Maxwell Jacob Friedman

Content: Rimming, Prostate Milking, Sweat/Musk/Scent Kink, Anal Sex, Felching, Caster Sniffing MJF's Ass

Summary: Max Caster is a pain in MJF's ass. And a lot of other things up there, too.

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He has to stop doing this.

"Wow, that match really got you riled up, huh? Fuck, look at you."

He has to stop doing this.

"You taste so good, daddy. All this meat just for me."

He has to– fuck. Caster's got his entire sac in his stupid big mouth and Maxwell can't think anymore. If he used his mouth like this all the time, he'd be a lot more tolerable. He's better at gargling balls than rapping, anyway. Maxwell closes his eyes and tips his head back with a sigh, and Caster echoes it, vibrating all the way up the length of his cock. He's drooling and sloppy, cleaning up every trace of salt and sweat from Maxwell's match with long swipes of his tongue. The excess saliva soaks the front of his trunks where they're tucked neatly under his balls, and lubes up Caster's hand as he lazily works his shaft. It doesn't get his full attention yet. His focus is just on the taste and smell of Maxwell, as soon after a match as he could possibly catch him.

He's gotten worse lately. The more Maxwell's given into the creep's pleading, the more depraved and risky his demands have become.

Okay, full disclosure: Caster started intercepting him before showering a while ago. And it didn't really take that much persuasion (boiled frogs, y'know) to get from just sniffing his neck or hair and fucking in the shower, to this (Caster's nose pressed into the crease of his thigh and huffing the sour-musky scent of him like he can't live without it). But the point is, it's starting to get risky, grabbing and ushering him into less and less private areas to get his fix of MJF crotch stink. For fuck's sake, this isn't even a room with a door . Just a little alcove made up of crates at the end of a hallway.

"Maxie~ I wanna eat your ass so bad. Please?"

Maxwell's head falls forward and he cracks his eyes open, trying not to look around at how exposed they are. Caster's gazing up at him so innocently, he could believe he's asking for a balloon at a carnival, and not for permission to bury his face in Maxwell's unwashed ass. If it was you, you wouldn't be able to say no, either. Especially while he's twisting his spit-slicked hand around the head of your dick like he's polishing a doorknob. Caster's own cock looks heavy in his other hand. As Maxwell watches, he squeezes and pulls up the length of it, milking a drop of precum from the tip. The floor between his knees is littered with shiny wet dots already.

He really can't say no. But he's not gonna give him the satisfaction of an enthusiastic 'yes,' either and make him completely insufferable from now on, either.

"Fine, whatever."

Caster beams, and drags a prop trunk over, scraping loudly against the floor. He doesn't pay it any mind, but it makes Maxwell's hair stand on end. He's the champion, he can do whatever the fuck he wants, whatever. But he's not gonna be caught dead doing it with Max Caster.

"Knees up here," Caster instructs, patting the top of the box.

"Don't tell me what to do."

He does it anyway.

The position is fucking embarrassing. The box is too small to get on his hands and knees, so he has to arch his back and brace his hands on the wall instead. Pushing his butt out, with his legs spread open. At least he still has his knee pads on. He can feel how the edge would be digging in, otherwise. Caster pulls Maxwell's trunks down just below the swell of his ass, and immediately claps both hands on his prize. He squeezes his cheeks together and swipes his nose up between them like a credit card, inhaling deeply. Maxwell shudders.

"God, you're fucking disgusting," he spits.

Caster just giggles and kisses his tailbone.

"You love it, though. You love when I'm a nasty little freak for you."

"I love when you shut the fuck up."

"Wow, impatient! I'm trying to savor the moment, but if you want me to eat you out that bad –"

Fed up and horny, Maxwell blindly grabs a handful of Caster's hair and all but shoves his ass back into his face. Caster's fingertips dig into his soft flesh, and the fucker moans , meeting him tongue-first. Maxwell bites his lip to hold back his own grunt. This really is the best use for his mouth. Plush lips and hot, wet tongue, sweeping up and down his crack. He pulls him apart with both hands, spits on his exposed hole, and works it into the tight ring. Licking with broad, flat drags. Curling the tip to tug him open. Caster purses his lips and sucks at his rim, wet and noisy and filthy, and Maxwell breaks. He groans open-mouthed and claws at the wall.

"Ho-oly fucking– God, Caster –"

Caster smiles and hums happily against Maxwell's perfect little pucker. Gradually, it relaxes and lets him in. That tongue feels so fucking long. Longer than it should be. His face is mashed flat between Maxwell's thick ass cheeks, jaw open as wide as possible to fuck him with the squirming muscle as deep as he can. It can't be more than a couple inches. Not deep enough to hit his prostate, but then that's what his hands are for. One around Maxwell's cock, jerking him straight up and down. The other fondling his balls, his thumb pressed against his taint and massaging from the outside. Every movement is fluid and perfectly coordinated. A well-oiled machine.

Maxwell rests his heated face against the cool, painted brick wall, drooling out of the corner of his mouth. Just gone , mentally, at this point. Pudding brain. If he wasn't already on his knees, they'd be pudding too. He can't be bothered anymore by Caster's wet snuffling in his crack when the hard tip of his tongue is working his hole in a circle. He's only bothered when it all stops . Caster kisses up Maxwell's spine, followed close by a trail of goosebumps. And then his swamp ass breath is wafting in his face and he's whining in his ear.

"Can I fuck you? You're so loose and wet back here, it'd be so easy…"

He sinks two fingers into Maxwell and they do go easy. And as pissed as he is about being called 'loose' and having Caster pant his own jock-stench right in his ear, he's still got pudding brain, and his boner could cut diamonds. Caster hooks his fingers and jabs his prostate dead center, and he sees stars for a second, moaning hoarsely as a dribble of clear pre is milked from him. Some roadie idiot's gonna have to clean up this mess.

"Pleeeease, Maxie? I'm probably not gonna last that long anyway…"

Caster couldn't be more pathetic if he got paid for it. Which makes Maxwell even more pathetic for how he nods and pushes back when he taps the fat head of his dick on his asshole. Caster lets out a giddy, fucked up little giggle and kisses the nape of his neck. And, yep, takes a deep, noisy sniff of his sweaty hair. One of the last parts he hasn't given a disgusting, slimy tongue bath yet. Maxwell jerks his head back, bashing into his nose.

"Ow!" Caster squawks. "Oh, you're really gonna get it now, Maxie."

Maxwell gathers enough of his braincells off the floor to almost snap at him to hurry up. Almost. But then Caster does – slams the full length of his cock into him in one stroke– and he drops them all again. And he has to shove his fist in his mouth to keep from howling . He's good and open for him, soaking wet. But even with so little friction, Caster's thick , and it's like pulling a muscle. A crampy kind of soreness just barely mitigated by the hands on his dick and balls. The worst part is that it feels so fucking good– bone-deep satisfying like a hard workout, and electricity zapping from his sweet spot, up his spine. He can feel it in his fingertips. The most annoying person in the world is also, unfortunately, one of the best lays in the locker room. He fucks Maxwell with long, smooth strokes, grinding up when their hips meet. Squeezing his prostate between the stiff bulk of his cock on the inside, and two knuckles on the outside.

Maxwell's eyes roll back. It's so much stimulation all at once, he's not even sure when– or if – he comes. It feels like a constant high, just pulsing with every thrust from Caster. He's vaguely aware that he's being loud now, but only as a spectator. It's not like he can control it anymore, or any other part of his body. He just knows that there are punchy, guttural sounds coming from his chest, muffled by his fist, and Caster's babbling as usual.

"Fuck, you're so good, so fuckin' good on my dick, god –"

And yes, Maxwell is good. Maxwell is the best. He's the best at everything, and he's the best at getting fucked out of his mind in a backstage corridor at a stupid arena in a garbage city, obviously . It feels good to get the recognition he deserves. Makes him whine and nod along dumbly. Makes him tilt his head to give Caster more room to kiss and mark up his neck. He starts rocking back, and true to his word, Caster really doesn't last very long after that. It's barely a minute before his hips are stuttering, slapping a few more times against Maxwell's "sweet, perfect" ass, then going still. His dick twitches and gushes inside him. He finally takes his hands away from his groin, smearing sweat and semen up his stomach and chest and hugging him from behind.

“Goooddddd, Maxie…” Caster sighs happily, nuzzling up behind Maxwell’s ear. “...I wish I could crawl up inside you and live there.”

Maxwell groans and wriggles in his grasp, shaking him and his softening cock loose. Leave it to Max Caster to ruin a moment with his big dumb fucking mouth.

“Get off me, fuck off, don’t talk to me ever again.”

Caster kisses the nape of his neck.

“Aw, baby, you don’t mean that… At least let me clean you up first.”

For a second Maxwell actually believes Caster’s going to do the right thing. For a stupid, gullible, idiotic second, he actually believes there’s a single shred of decency in the man. Stupid. Stupid! No, what he meant was ‘let me shove my tongue in your asshole again,’ because of course that’s what he meant. And all of Maxwell’s squirming can’t dislodge the vicegrip on his hips, holding him still while Caster licks his own cum out of him (disgusting). Entirely for his own sick pleasure, too, because Maxwell sure as hell can’t get hard again right now. There’s nothing fucking left for him to give. He feels raw like a ripped blister.

Once he’s had enough– or rather, when they hear Anthony wandering around and calling for him– Caster gives Maxwell one last kiss, and pulls his trunks back up. The absolute least he could do. He jogs away all cheery and satisfied, but it takes a minute for Maxwell to recover. His knees hurt. His legs are cramped and tingly. They wobble under him when he finally manages to stand up. He’s all wrung out. The first step he takes, he shudders. Everything's so slimy and slippery. He's acutely aware of his ass cheeks sliding against each other in a way he's never been before, and it's horrible. Same with his dick and balls, tucked back in his trunks again but shifting around as he staggers to his private dressing room.

He desperately needs a shower. And he absolutely has to stop doing this.

#aew #all elite wrestling #rpf #max caster #mjf #maxwell jacob friedman #max² #max squared #fanfiction

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blehcupidd · 9 months

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Jealous Girl

Chapter Seven

Xavier Thorpe x fem!oc

A/n: Taken from my Wattpad made at the beginning of 2023, some written mistakes and i had a note about what happen with Percy Hanes White, that note will put put at the end of this chapter.

Also ignore mistakes please i wrote this whilst looking at the tv show so if it says that someone looks at something but it didnt state what, ignore it im sorry.

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

The sherif came to school the next day. Whoever alerted the sherif failed to say that Évangéline was involved, that or Wednesday protected her from being involved.

Lessons went smoothly that day. During break, Ophelia Hall were decorating their boat for The Poe Cup Race. News got out that Wednesday said Rowan died and that she was lying and people saw her even more as a freak.

"Ladies, come on! Let's work on those teeth." A stressing Enid spoke to her dorm mates. "More scowl. This kitty is taking no prisoners." Both Évangéline and Yoko looked towards the stressed girl, giving her a look to say 'calm down'. "If Bianca Barclay wins again this year, I will literally scratch my own eyes out!"

Even at the mention of Bianca name made Évangéline rolled her eyes. In classes today, she noticed him constantly looking at her. Yes they have started talking, but she was worried that she was just becoming a rebound.

"I would pay money to see that." Wednesday, yet again, cut her out of overthinking. Giving a smile and in return getting a nod from the expressionless girl, she returned back to painting.

"Yoko, how are you feeling now?" Évangéline asked her roommate. She had been constantly worrying that night because she stayed in the infirmary all night.

"I'm fine, it was only a small amount of garlic powder." The vampire replied. "Anyway, how is it with a handsome man you've been thirsting over more than a starved vampire with blood." Yoko teased.

At the odd reference to Yoko being a vampire and the mention of Xavier she replied, "Don't even get me started; last week we had a deep conversation about when we were younger, when I was in the infirmary."

"That's good, he remembers you in whatever he was on about." Yoko smiled.

"And then, he said I would make a great addition to the archery club and that he would teach me at the festival." Évangéline continued.

"Why do you seem so down then? This is more times you've spoken in a week compared to all of the years you've attended here!" Yoko persisted, pushing her glasses farther up her face.

"In every lesson I've had with him today, he's been giving Bianca goo goo eyes!" The jealous girl blew up. "I just feel like I'm a stupid rebound, just for him to get over Bianca; or using me to make her jealous!"

"Yoko! Evan! Come on, flare those whiskers." The voice of Enid interrupted Évangéline's tangent. "The Poe Cup droops for no one."

With Enid and Wednesdays conversations coming to a close Wednesday mentioned Évangéline. "Évangéline, I need to talk to you. It's important."

Walking away from the group, to a secluded area, Wednesday spoke up. "About the festival. No one knows you're involved. Weems and the sherif asked me. If anyone asks just deny it, this is a mess only I can fix." Wednesday explained to the taller girl.

"Wednesday, I'm so confused. We did see Rowan get brutally murdered, yet everyone saw him this morning. I saw him too." Évangéline pestered, worried out of her mind. With everything going on with Enid stressing about The Poe Cup, what happened at the Harvest Festival and then the thought of Xavier using her as a rebound.

"I'm...." Wednesday paused, thinking of her words. "I am, always. I am always if you need to talk." She struggled. Giving a laugh, they both walked separate ways.

Xavier pov

As clubs started, Xavier began shooting arrows towards targets; not landing where he wanted. The faint noise of the choir sounded the area, combining with the sounds of rustling leaves and birds chirping.

A small figure made her way towards Xavier. "You actually showed up. Ever shot a bow and arrow before?" He asked, turning away from his failed shots.

"Only on live targets." Wednesday replied, not wanting to be there.

Raising his brows at the bluntness, he demonstrated to the girl on how to shoot an arrow. "Square stance. Load the arrow like this, yellow side out. Three fingers. Pull back and..." letting go of the arrow, it landed in blue again. "Let it fly. Any questions?"

"When's the last time you saw your roommate Rowan?" She asked, surprising Xavier as he meant archery questions.

"You mean the one that was killed by a monster?" He asked in a taunting voice. "The Harvest Festival. I haven't spoken to him since." He returned to his normal voice. "But his side of the room was all packed this morning. Rowan's always been a little off, but, uh, the last couple weeks he's been more erratic." He told. "You know, telekinesis can mess with your head you know." He recalled a memory from a few years ago...

Xavier's memory

Walking into Creative Writing, late yet again, a twelve year old boy sat down in the only empty seat; this seat being behind two girls known as Évangéline Star and Yoko Tanaka. He had always found the Star girl to be beyond beautiful. The way her hair flowed through her fingers distracted him from his work multiple times.

He had always struggled with this class, so he drew pictures instead of listening. The teachers voice spoke, saying that they had to work in groups of fours. The rows of twos worked with ones in front and behind. Xavier's group being with the pretty girl he mentioned, Évangéline.

When he was working, he was constantly asking for help. Évangéline was happy to help him as this lesson was easy for her. She told him where to use a comma and what a semi colon was. He was happy in this lesson.

Somewhere in the conversation, the group was talking about their abilities. Évangéline had telekinesis, he noted. She had said, "If you're not careful with your telekinesis, it messes with you. I don't know how but it does, my dad told me."

Smiling at the memory, he returned to the conversation. "It started to freak me out." Shooting another arrow.

Évangéline's pov

She didn't mean to eavesdrop, she just happened to hear what Xavier said, "so what's the deal with you and Tyler?" WHAT!

Was Xavier just girl hopping? What happened after Évangéline left Wednesday and Xavier at the Harvest festival? Does he do it on purpose?

Walking away with emotions high, she saw Wednesday trying to speak to Rowan. "Wednesday, I'm not allowed to speak to anyone." He spoke, entering a purple car.I

"You had a lot to say when you tired to kill me." Wednesday resorted, staring back at Rowan. "Told me I was destined to destroy the school, remember? Where did you get that drawing?" She spoke worried and demanding.

They continued with their conversation until Miss Thornhill came up to the car. "Wednesday, you shouldn't be here." She ordered.

"Yeha, back off and leave me alone." Rowan pushed, leaving Wednesday stood.

As the car drive away, Évangéline noticed a hand in the car. Hurrying over towards Wednesday, "What on Earth was that hand thing?" She asked worries of what happened.

"That's Thing, I'm sure you'll meet him soon. He's an Addams Family mystery." She walked off, leaving the girl dumbfounded.

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(intro thingy again)

Mewtwo: what's something that would scare off a burglar?

Adam: nekkid grandma!

Mewtwo: NAKED HUH???

✨Incorrect Quotes from the fam✨

Adam got drunk.

Adam: all i asked was for a fair day's pay after a fair day's work, and he- kinda got a little angry so- i admit... I kinda got a little angry.

Mewtwo: did you kill him?

Adam: ... What kinda fuckin' animal do you take me for no i didn't kill him!

Mewtwo: aww fuck... *Reliefed*

Adam: but i did kidnap his wife! :D

Mewtwo: OHHH NO-

Mewtwo: there's nothing worse than people using big words they don't understand.

Mew: i photosynthethize with this.

Adam: i'm sorry, please talk to me...

Mewtwo:

Adam: hello? World's most amazing person? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure?

Mewtwo: "sorry" doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.

Teen Aliza: sometimes, i don't realize an event was traumatic until i tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weird.

Adam: i typed "bitch" into my GPS and guess what? I'm in your driveway!

Adam's ex-gf:

Adam: vroom vroom, come out already!

Mew: the energy in the room was pulpable.

Celeste: ... Was what?

Mew: y'know, like orange juice.

Mewtwo: MEMORY.

MEMORY: Twoey ^v^

Mewtwo: half of me wants to strangle you.

MEMORY: what does the other half want?

Mewtwo: to hit you with a truck.

Adam: my life isn't as glamorous as my wanted poster makes it look...

(@xxtc-96xx )

Mewtwo, with a big ouchie in the gut caused by Newtwo: being smart has never stopped me from being a complete freaking idiot.

Alex, texting Adam: get bell soon.

Alex: wet*

Alex: wep*

Alex: forget it.

Alex: brother you can just die.

MEMORY at Adam: can i offer you a knife in these trying times?

MEMORY: to the chest, preferably the heart, sometimes the eye.

Mew: just so you know, it's very muggy outside.

Adam: i swear if i see all our mugs outside-

Mew is sipping from a bowl.

Adam is playing My Friendly Neighbourhood and is solving the punch card puzzle. (Source: Eddie, Youtube)

Adam: yes, i found the square pizza! Square pizza achieved-

Random puppet falls off the roof.

Adam: AAAAA!!!

Adam, continously shooting at the fallen puppet: ... N FOR "MY NIPPLES JUST GOT HARD", O FOR "OH SHIT", P FOR "PINCHE MADRE", Q FOR "QUIT FUCKING DOING THAT SHIT", R FOR "RRRREPUTA MADRE"

Adam: that just scared the absolute shhhit outta me.

Mary: gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss- what's the other one?

Adam: there isn't another one, you're crazy.

You either buy a room or GET OUT!

I thought this was the Clown Motel but a couple of CLOWNS just walked through my door!

Adam: yo what did you say to me, fool? Imma go full mexican on your bitch-ass!

Adam: más te vale que nos des un pinche cuarto ahorita te- aca te tumbo los pinches ojos wey!

Someone tell me what he's saying!

Mary is cracking up.

What the FUCK is he saying?! I don't speak TACO BELL!

Mewtwo: wHEEZE-

(@the-hydroxian-artblog )

Mary: okay, now for the next step of the recipe-

Mew drops a whole box of soup.

Mary: Ms. Mew why did-

Mew: s a v e u r.

Mary: ... Impressive technique!

(same guy that made the "saveur" comic)

Teen Aliza, trying to rap: penis serious, penis delirious, go into the woods, call that penis mysterious.

Teen Aliza: penis various, penis h i l a r i o u s, dawn of the age of the penis aquarius.

Teen Aliza: penis ponticulous, penis meticulous, wearing my clown shoes i'm penis ridiculous.

(@dewwydarts and @pmseymourva for the original thing)

SketchTwo: finally, Safe For Work Tits...

SmileTwo: isn't that kinda your thing?

SketchTwo: ... LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT.

Celeste is petting Mewtwo on the head, mon's as relaxed as the common cat, she's cracking up because the big man himself is leaning back 'cause of the scratchies.

Suddenly he gets spookt, snaps out of it and gets back up, Celeste loses it.

Mewtwo: Ò//~//Ó

Celeste: you love it, don't you?

Mewtwo: -//~//-

Mew: if snails are slow, why do they appear when you're not looking? Like- you look behind you and then boom! There's a snail.

Mewtwo: snails are only slow when you're watching.

Adam:

(@pmseymourva )

Celeste: i'm currently camping and honestly still confused because idk what the fuck I’m supposed to post here, but idc because Adam will read anything if it’s hot enough garbage.

Adam: guess again.

Mewtwo: you read that with your own eyes in order to make that response, Adam. You may not have recorded that for a video, but you read it in your head, and you acknowledged it for all the world to see. You may think you're pulling a fast one, but you've just done the exact thing you were asked to do. You read the post.

Adam: ... Guess i'm Joe Rye The Clown Guy now.

#pokemon #mewtwo #memory #adam #mary #aliza #celeste #mew #sketchtwo #smiletwo #L0S7S1BL1NG #alex #surprise. Adam has a twin bro!#adam's ex #xxtc 96xx #incorrect quotes

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