#can see my stunned reflection in the black screen

[fiovske]

are only ten of us watching andor this show is insane how is everybody not losing their minds like i am

#when the credits roll i am ALWAYS taken by surprise #can see my stunned reflection in the black screen #like 50 minutes have passed and I was So Engrossed in the story i Did Not realise #im just. fully stupefied by how good the episode was. Each WEEK I DO THIS!! #this week more so i cant believe how much the show got across #the sheer horror the confusion.... everything. #the hard cuts the rebellion breaks the nuances are so so well done jfc #diego luna the man that u are andor cast and crew the storytellers that u are.... holy shit

[luvs4jhutch]

National Anthem

Fanfic type: Smut One Shot Word count: 2.7k+ Pairing: Josh Hutcherson x Fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI; praising, edging, calling names (baby, sweetheart, etc), unprotected sex, dry humping, oral (m receiving), creampie, female pronouns, aftercare.. (I don't know how to write endings so i'll put it as a warning too LMAO)

Summary: In a night filled with opulence, you dressed to impress for your lover's mysterious surprise. From a chic restaurant to a lavish penthouse, you basked in the extravagance he showered upon you. The evening unfolded with decadent courses, expensive wines, and whispered promises of more indulgent encounters. As the night progressed, the dimly lit room enveloped you, its intimacy heightening the anticipation with each passing moment. The air was thick with desire as the lavish surroundings became a backdrop for an unforgettable rendezvous.

Author note: This is the first time I write something here, I hope you like it. English is not my first language btw, feel free to correct grammar and stuff. Merry christmas LMAOO<3

˝Money is the anthem of success so put on mascara and your party dress.˝

You looked in the mirror one last time and were radiant. Your hair in a half ponytail; the black short dress that was both elegant and casual; your lips... they looked so desirable... You were ready, and you knew it.

You looked at the time on your cell phone 06:54 PM. You knew Josh wasn't an unpunctual person, especially when it came to you. A message appeared on the screen of the device you were holding «hope you're ready for our surprise, sweetheart» You didn't even bother to open it.

You grabbed your expensive Louis Vuitton bag and a gorgeous fur coat, both gifts from your lover.

You checked the time one last time: 7:00pm sharp. The horn of Josh's Bugatti Veyron that you already recognized sounded twice, indicating that he was already waiting for you. You took your keys and opened the door to your luxurious residence. You couldn't see him, his windows were tinted, but you knew he could. As soon as you got close enough to the vehicle, Josh got out of it and approached you, kissed your hand and opened the door for you to get into the car. “You look stunning,” he says as he sits in the driver's side. “Thank you,” you responded, giving him a smile that maybe was fake, wondering whether to add an «I already knew that» or maybe an «I always am».

"Are you ready?" he asked looking into your eyes. You nodded at his question and smiled genuinely. "Yes I am".

Josh started the engine and the car purred at the action. He lightly placed his right hand on your thigh. This would be a long night.

You drove quickly down the highway. "Can I turn on the radio?" you asked, already knowing the obvious answer. "Yes, honey," your lover responded without taking his eyes off the road. "West Coast" by Lana del Rey began to be heard on all the car speakers.

You sang along to the lyrics, feeling the breeze in your hair. Josh smiled at you, admiring your beauty and your voice. He squeezed your thigh gently, making you shiver. You leaned closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder. He kissed your forehead, whispering "I love you". You said it back, even though you weren't sure if you meant it.

You wondered where he was taking you. He had been secretive about the surprise, only telling you to dress nicely and be ready by seven. You trusted him, but you also felt a bit nervous.

You looked out the window and saw the city lights. You recognized some of the landmarks. You were heading downtown, to the most exclusive area of the city. You wondered what kind of place Josh had booked for you. A fancy restaurant? A luxury hotel? A private club? You felt a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

As you approached the downtown area, you couldn't help but think about the extravagant possibilities awaiting you. The city lights reflected in your eyes, mirroring the sparkle of your designer jewelry.

Josh, focused on the road, continued to caress your thigh with a possessive grip. The anticipation grew as the car glided through the upscale streets. You subtly adjusted your dress, making sure it showcased your curves flawlessly.

The car pulled up in front of a lavish restaurant with a discreet entrance. A valet opened the door for you, and Josh guided you inside. The dimly lit ambiance and the soft music set the perfect scene for a romantic evening. As you entered, heads turned to admire the stunning couple.

Seated at a private table, the evening unfolded with decadent courses and expensive wines. Josh, absorbed in conversation, lavished you with compliments, occasionally interrupting to share an anecdote about his successful ventures. You listened attentively, feigning interest, your mind occasionally drifting to the price tags of the exquisite dishes.

Throughout the night, you played the role of the perfect trophy girlfriend, smiling for the cameras that discreetly captured your moments. The more Josh flaunted his wealth, the more you relished in the attention and the material pleasures that came with it.

As the night progressed, Josh surprised you with a small velvet box. Your heart raced with excitement as you opened it to reveal a dazzling piece of jewelry: a diamond necklace that matched the earrings he had gifted you on a previous occasion. You marveled at it, thanking him with a kiss on the cheek.

As the clock neared midnight, Josh suggested heading to his apartment to extend the celebration. Intrigued, you agreed, wondering what else he had in store for the night.

The car smoothly glided through the city streets once more, and soon, you found yourselves in front of a sleek, modern apartment building. Josh escorted you inside, the anticipation growing with each step. The private elevator ascended to the top floor, opening into a lavish penthouse adorned with city views and opulent furnishings.

The atmosphere changed, becoming more intimate as you entered the spacious living room. Soft music played in the background, and the city lights shimmered through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Josh poured glasses of champagne, toasting to the night and the surprises yet to unfold. "To us," you added, taking a sip of the bubbly liquid.

As the night wore on, Josh led you through the luxurious penthouse. He guided you to a dimly lit room where a large, four-poster bed dominated the space. You stepped into the room, your heart racing with anticipation. The soft lighting cast an alluring glow on Josh's features, making him even more irresistible. As he closed the door behind him, you could feel the tension between them escalate.

Josh slowly approached you, his eyes roving over your body in a way that made you feel both excited and vulnerable. He reached out and ran his hands to your hips, pulling you closer, sending a shiver down your spine. "Tonight is all about us." He whispered to your ear. His lips brushed against your neck, sending a wave of desire coursing through you.

He led you over to the bed, his hands never leaving your body. He sat down, indicating with a nod that you should sit on his lap, which you did. You leaned closer to his lips and closed the small distance that existed with a passionate kiss, full of desire. His hands ran possessively from your waist until they reached the top of your back, where the zipper of your dress was, which was slowly lowered, revealing the skin that shivered down with every touch and caress that Josh gave you.

He stopped kissing your mouth, starting to focus on marking, kissing and licking your neck. Your head threw back in pleasure and your hips began to move slightly on your lover's lap, feeling his erection beneath you.

"It looks like someone prepared for tonight," Josh smirked after observing a set of beautiful lingerie that you were wearing under your elegant clothing, a gift he had given you on one of your previous sexual dates. You chuckled as you began to loosen his tie and slowly unbutton his shirt. You helped him take off his shirt while he removed the luxurious diamond necklace he gave you a few hours before.

"I have to pay you somehow, right?" He approached your neck again as you said those words. "Mhm…" He responded with a sigh against your skin "I guess you do, baby." You humped faster at his cock and he bucked his hips slightly, looking for more friction.

As the room filled with their passionate moans and soft gasps, Josh started to unclasp your bra, leaving your breasts visible which Josh quickly began to massage, licking one of your nipples while playing with the other to give them equal attention. "Josh…" you moaned softly to his ear at the sensation.

The tips of his fingers began to play with the edge of your underwear, lowering it completely as he buckled his hips looking for release. He pushed you away gently to look at you in your eyes "Kneel down, baby…" he ordered and you obeyed him like his good girl. Cautiously, you began to remove his belt and unzip his pants, him looking at you with desire and lust. You helped him take off his pants and lightly caressed his crotch. He sighed at the mix of need, desire and your hand going up and down really slowly, almost tortuously. You felt him tremble at your touch and after playing for a while you pulled down his boxers, his hard cock already dripping pre-cum. You swear your mouth watered at the sight, and you quickly started licking his length, from base to tip, on which you left a small kiss before finally taking his cock into your mouth, never breaking eye contact. Her hand slid to your hair and stroked it slowly. You swirled your tongue around his tip and he leaned his head back, holding your head tighter and closer to him. You gagged feeling the tip of his cock touching the back of your throat and he immediately loosened his grip, letting you go at your own pace.

"Fuck…" He groaned and you hummed to his pulsating cock in response. His hand dropped to the bed sheets, squeezing them as he felt a knot form in his abdomen warning him of his orgasm. You noticed this and separated your mouth from his cock, a thread of saliva joining them both, as you began to jerk him off with a slow pace, edging him off. He rolled his eyes back into his head once more feeling his orgasm cutting off. He cupped your face gently in his hands, lifting it up. He looked into your eyes. His previously brown eyes were quickly consumed by the black of his dilated pupils, thanks to desire. You clumsily climbed back into his lap, his hands immediately settling on your hips with a firm, possessive grip. You grabbed his dick desperately and lined it up to your cunt, feeling the tip of it rub against you before sitting slowly on it.

"Oh fuck!" you exclaimed as he slid into you, hitting your cervix "God… you're so good…" He moaned as he felt your hot, tight pussy enveloping his cock. His hands left your hips and moved to your thighs, holding onto them as he started moving his hips slowly, pushing deeper inside you. You whimpered, meeting his pace as you grinded your hips against him. You could feel your orgasm building up, your pussy clenching around his cock with every thrust. He moaned, seeing your breasts swaying in time with his thrusts. "You're so fucking sexy riding me like that." He said, feeling your tight pussy milking his cock. His hips slapped against yours as he pushed deeper and harder inside you. Your body shaking with pleasure. Your eyes were rolled back in your head, your mouth open panting. You couldn't believe the pleasure you were feeling, his hard cock stretching you open.

"F…fuck… im so close…" You whispered between a moan, your eyes rolling back as you felt an intense wave of pleasure wash over you. "Be a good girl and cum for me, sweetheart…" you tried to respond, but only moans and sighs came out of your mouth. The orgasm hit you like an electroshock drawing an almost screamed moan. Your thighs trembling on top of Josh; your eyes completely rolled into your head. You fell onto Josh's chest, your head on his shoulder and he held you gently. He slowed his pace so you would come down from his orgasm. Josh held you close, feeling your body shuddering from the aftershocks of your intense orgasm. His heart raced, feeling the heat emanating from your body. He kissed your forehead softly, his own breathing heavy. "You're incredible…" he whispered to your ear before leaving another kiss in your forehead.

After a few moments, his heart rate slowly returned to normal and he couldn't hold back any longer. "Ready for round two, honey?" He asked, his voice hoarse from the pleasure. You nodded, feeling completely spent but eager for more. Josh pulled out of you slowly, making sure to prolong the pleasure before lying you down on the bed, his hard cock still twitching. Your legs spread slightly. He climbed on top of you, pinning your wrists over your head. His eyes hungrily eating you up and your body trembled with anticipation.

Josh thrust into you again, his movements both fast and hard, despite his efforts to maintain control. The sensation was intense, filling you up completely. His breathing became ragged as he felt himself close. "Fuck, you feel so good… so perfect for me…". You moaned loudly, feeling Josh's rough love deep within you. Your body arched off the bed, meeting his powerful thrusts eagerly.You could feel the intensity of his movements increasing further.

"I can't hold on much longer" Josh groaned, his hips slamming against yours in an unyielding rhythm. The head of his cock brushed against your cervix, sending waves of pleasure through your body. He bit his lower lip, trying to hold off his orgasm. His eyes were filled with lust. "Fuck, you're tight" he grunted, pushing deeper inside you. You wrapped your legs around him, encouraging him to go deeper. He felt your tight muscles gripping his shaft, pulling him closer to the edge.

His movements became erratic, thrusting into you with renewed force. "I'm gonna cum…" You moaned, feeling the pressure and tightness growing inside you. You arched your back, meeting his thrusts hungrily as he slammed into you again and again, feeling his cock twitching inside you. "I need you to cum inside me… please…" you whispered, your voice sultry and seductive. Your hips bucked up against him in perfect sync with his thrusts, your breasts swaying enticingly. Your nails dug into the sheets beneath you as Josh's pace quickened even more. "Cum for me…" you moaned seductively, pushing your hips up to meet his powerful thrusts.

Josh groaned loudly, his breaths becoming ragged as he felt himself getting closer to his climax. You writhed under him, meeting his thrusts eagerly. "Fuck, you're so tight… so hot…"

His hips slammed against yours one last time, his cock throbbing inside you. eyes closed tightly as he released himself into you, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. His seed filled you up, feeling both hot and thick. He groaned loudly, his face contorted in pleasure.

He panted heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He collapsed onto you, your panting filling the room. His cock twitched inside you as he tried to regain control. Slowly, he pulled out of you, a trail of his essence leaking out.

After a few moments, his breathing returned to normal. Slowly, he rolled off you, panting heavily. He looked down at you, his eyes filled with satisfaction. "That was… intense." He said, still trying to catch his breath. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, his heart still racing from the intense pleasure he'd just experienced. Josh smiled at you softly, his eyes closed. He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from your face.

Josh sat up carefully, his muscles still quivering slightly from the exertion. He leaned over to grab a couple of tissues from the bedside table, returning to wipe the remaining moisture from your inner thighs and between your legs. Josh gently ran the tissues over his own lap, wiping away the mix of his own semen and your fluids. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down after the intense passion he had just experienced. After he was done cleaning up, he scooped up the discarded tissues and placed them in the trash can, then crawled back and cuddled up next to you. His arms wrapped around your waist and he pressed his face into your hair, inhaling your unique scent.

"That was amazing and… you were incredible," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder. "I'm gonna have to spoil you rotten after this." he chuckled and you smiled back to him. "Aww… you don't have to…" you said while caressing his cheek. "Of course I do" He responded to your attempt of kindness, brushing a strand of hair from your sweaty forehead.

You curled into his warm embrace, feeling satisfied and fulfilled. A small smile played on your lips as you knew that this would not be the end of their secret encounters. There were many things you could ask for from him and he would gladly give, just to keep you by his side.

The room was a quiet sanctuary and your mind wandered to the tangible rewards that awaited you after this secret rendezvous. The diamond necklace he gave you whispered promises of future luxuries and you heard them attentively before falling asleep in your rich loverman's arms.

#josh hutcherson #peeta mellark #mike schmidt #sean anderson #clapton davis #josh hutcherson smut #josh futturman #mike schmidt smut #smut #fnaf smut #peeta mellark x reader #clapton davis x reader

[concert-bflat]

I need to rant about Ivan guys guys I neeed to rant about Ivan (<--- keeps trying to write fics of him but Never finishes him) like God this man is so gay and so in love it genuinely hurts it Hurts and I am Injured by it and the imagrey is Sooo Good (and Yes this is probably me just parroting stuff Everyone has already said before but shut up it's my turn now!! (aka please I've been holding in these thoughts for Months now I must let them out of their cage before one of them Dies)) [Edit I am Not fucking proofreading this I spent 2 hours on it if there is a mistake you Imagined it </3]

Just like,

You can see it in the way he sees the stars in Till. His own hopes for freedom and the only real light in this world that he lost sight of in Till. He is the hope and wish for freedom that he has shut away and repressed and it makes him fall So Hard

Or how you only really see that red in his eyes (after. Almost Dying) when he's with or singing/thinking about how Till has Inspired him, like a fire has been lit inside him. A fire lit in the darkness. . hmm...

even at the end of the song, where he knows full well that he absolutely Crushed his opponent and also knows full well that Till is his next one. I'm sick. I'm so sick.

Or like. When he frees Till and everything is just Engulfed in that red now. How Till has that same fire in his eyes, he and Ivan are on the same page now. They see that same hope for freedom and they both share it. They're running towards the light (like the sky's lighter there, more on that in a sec), hell, the corners of the right side of the screen are literally tinted in LIGHT GREEN. Till's color. God dammit the whole scene is tinted in red and green. They are literally Complementary Colors. I'mmm soooooooo (God these scenes are soo pretty too I was genuinely Stunned when I first saw this)

DID YOU EVEN NOTICE I ONLY NOTICED NOW the Stars are fucking green. You can see it better in some of the Later Images but they are Literally Green because Ivan sees the stars in Till and uuuughsdfbshb

OR LIKE WHEN TILL TURNS BACK?? AND. And that red is no longer in his eyes and before The Realization hits Ivan his eyes are just Glowing with red. Because he was just Filled with that hope. Freedom was, potentially, Right There

Did you guys even notice in that like. 5 frames in the half-second animation of Till turning away he's totally engulfed in his shade of green. Like of Course. That's such a Till thing to do because of Course he's running back he never actually liked Ivan that way in the first place.

And also the lighting of the sky Flips. Because the light has always been with Till. And Ivan's left in the darkness. In the. Haha. Ha. Black Sorrow. Aha *sits down cries*

And Again with this mf's stupid eyes how they revert to just black because that hope's been stripped away again, how it's even reflected in his present self singing as he reminisces on it. Fucking. Ivan's Expression when Till runs away.T here's so fucking much like the irony. Like did he even see Till hesitate or did he just see him turn and run away.

Like the irony that the guy who's always breaking the rules and fighting and defying and clearly hating living in a world like this won't run away with him, who has always been passive and obeying the rules and just accepting captivity and has been repressing his desire for freedom is so Bitter and Awful but also he always Knew this would happen what the Hell was he thinking this was such a stupid idea like

this man gets No Breaks No Breaks Ever oh yeah btw they're facing off against each other in a literal Death Match. That they might've had a Chance of avoiding if they ran away. Ahah. Hh *sob*

Also this art brings me so much Joy as much as it hurts me on a visceral level like. Ivan Always has his eyes on Till but it goes from a fond smile. Like So Fond flat out lovestruck affectionate gaze because he loves this man and loves spending time with him to a grimace once they're on stage. How Till never really changes or really Has Changed, and that's why Ivan loves him as much as he is resentful towards him. How that's what brought them here, to the stage. How Ivan changed for Till and Because of Till but still Till is like a god damn immovable object with how he stubbornly sticks to his ways. There's such resentment but isn't he himself also stubborn for always sticking to Till anyways? Hell, he's singing all about him in Round 3 and loses control over his own emotions and expressions during it I'mmm Guhhh

Also the first image is titled Observation while the second one is titled Decision(? I think). Like mf What are you deciding. What happened Last Time you decided to do something I'm going to punt you into the next planet

Speaking of observing,

Just. How Ivan's Always Observing. I saw one person point out he's like a background character and it's like he sees himself as one too. He is a passive observer in his Own Life. How he watches all the other children in Anakt garden play. How his childhood leading him to Anakt Garden just kind of. Happens around him while he watches indifferently.

How he's always trailing behind Till. Or how he tends to just. Observe quietly and is portrayed as such.

Not to mention how he doesn't appear in the memories of Anyone else's rounds, not even Till's, even when he literally (temporarily) freed him from the city. He doesn't even appear At All in Luka's round even though we get a clear shot of Till getting his hopes and dreams shattered (though it Does parallel another shot of him from Round 2)

And then the One Times he tries to take action. Or start something. It gets rejected and he's resigned to just. Trailing behind again. Because of Course he'll always follow after Till. And of Course he's fucking bitter about it and bitter about himself because he Knew this would happen and Till is Always looking at someone else and that Never Changes but. He just thought for a moment that he could change something. Man.

Oh I forgot to talk about the competitions themselves huh? Wellll, (and I'll Attempt to keep it brief because I've been writing this post for Much too long but)

Till spends his first round singing completely devotedly to Mizi. Hell, his song wasn't even in the program, it's likely- no, almost definitely something he wrote entirely for her, and Ivan has no part in it, just watches bitterly as he passes out after his, er, stunt at the end

And continues to be passed out for almost the entirety of Ivan's song

Oh but he woke up for the emotional/musical climax at least, going over Ivan's most important memory of them together, that's cool at least right?! Surely Till felt something from that

Maybe they can talk something out, or at least acknowledge their relationship in Some way. Maybe Ivan could at least be seen by Till-

Aaand Till's Actual love interest Supposedly gets shot and now he probably thinks she's dead. His attention is turned to her once again, like it's always been from the start. He never really changes huh?

Better luck next time Ivan--

Just. This mf Never Wins and it makes me Laugh as much as it makes me So Sad

Gets hopes and dreams and future crushed by aliens (standard stuff). Sold off in an auction. Put in prestigious singing school and up to that point he hasn't really cared about Anything and has simply been going through the motions.

Meets boy that basically embodies the freedom and hope he used to have. Falls badly in love. Boy loves someone else. Tries to free him and give him the thing he'd surely want most. Rejected. Back to school you go loser.

Oh btw this school is to train you for a competition to the death. Btw you're facing off against that boy you love in the semi-finals of said death competition. And you might kill him or he'll kill you. Because you didn't run away when you had the chance.

Also he didn't sing or think about you at all during his round. In fact I'm pretty sure he wrote a whole ass song that wasn't even registered in the Alien Queue or whatever for someone else. Also he probably has hardly looked at you. Also he was unconscious for almost the entirety of your song. Except for the part where you lost control of your emotions.

Oh but that doesn't matter now because now he thinks the person He likes was just killed. So he's kiiinda gonna be distracted by that. And that might fuck up your round with him. Sorry man

This was Originally a rant about how much I love Black Sorrow's imagery and the portrayal of Ivan's love because this man clearly has Complex Emotions and then Kinda derailed into me just ranting about how many L's he's being handed before getting the executioner's blade. Uhhhhh oops. Congrats on sticking to the end though?

I just love Ivan very much. He is So Bitter and so Horribly In Love and looks up to and is inspired by Till So Much and I wish people explored him on a deeper level/more personally.

I wish I saw more deep looks at Ivan/Till, there's clearly Complicated Things going on there. Hell, we don't even know what Till's pov on the whole thing is aside from that One scene of him hesitating before running away from Ivan. As much as I love fluffy interpretations of them, I (did I mention that I'm an angst addict btw. Could You Tell) wish all their Complexities could be acknowledged. Like how Ivan Clearly puts Till on such a spotlight and it is Such a downfall for him through and through and he Kinda knows it but also What Else does he Have and he really looks up to him Sooo Much (just. Look at them in that official art of them in Anakt Garden !!!) and deep down just wants to run away from this horrible place and wants to run with Till, the Light of his life the fire in the darkness the fucking stars the universe his black sorrow just. Oh My God I need to end this post already I was supposed to be studying but spent those 2 hours Writing instead

But anyways yeah uuhhh long story short? This guy is a gay loser. He tries to look sooo cool and smooth but he is suuuch a gay lovestruck loser and his rose tinted glasses are so thick he can't see shit (I'm pretty sure I quoted that from something (but also no genuinely when I first got into alnst after just watching the first 3 rounds videos and saw Ivan in official art I was So Surprised like "Oh he's actually That kind of mf that tries to look Cool and Hot but is actually just Pathetic and Sad and Gay I thought he was Just Sad and Gay")) he's probably also touchstarved as hell idk and his love is doomed by the narrative (unless Hyuna saves his and Till's asses. Buuut we'll see </333)

Love ya Ivan keep taking L's <3333 mwah

#alien stage #alnst #ivan alien stage #till alien stage #ivantill #tillvan #character analysis #oh my god i spent like 2 hours onthis #i was supposed to be studyinnnggg #and now i need to go to sleep like asap #god damn you ivan #this is karma. but fr this guy just Keeps Losing it's so sad and funny #number 1 homosexual loser <3 #i love this stupid little gay man with his dumb red eyes and his stupid tiny fang #dumbass /affectionate #touchstarved dumbass #okay i need to shut up now #thank you for humoring me alnst fandom

[tlouxx]

Electromagnetism - p. 3

~ ellie williams x reader

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part two | part four <3

synopsis: you and ellie williams have been long time rivals. you're a physics majors at wellesley college, and you’re competing for the same spot in the prestigious dr. ramsey’s lab as ellie. suddenly neither of you can escape the other as you’re both trying to navigate your final year of college

content: college!ellie, mean!ellie, modern au, academic rivals to lovers, forced proximity, slow burn, eventual smut, swearing, banter, alcohol use, drug use, dina and reader being bffs, college party, ellie flirting with another girl

taglist: @gold-dustwomxn @skylerwhitwyo @blueberryhalfblood @elliebobellysosmelly @444na0m1

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I shut my curtains before changing into some pj bottoms. After staying up all night last night, I deserve a treat and to go to bed immediately. I think of the ice cream at the back of my freezer. Before I leave the confines of my bed, my phone buzzes against the blanket. I had just texted my mom about getting the top score in class. She has always been so supportive of me. I’m just glad it’s finally coming to fruition. I turn my phone over expecting to see my mom’s name on the screen. 

9:48 P.M. 

Ellie: Maybe so.. Congrats. 

My jaw nearly hits the floor. I wasn’t expecting her to say anything back. I thought she’d ignore it or say something snide to me in person. Should I respond?

I take a sip of water to soothe my dry throat and look around my room. My lamp is the only light that’s radiating throughout.  

My plan to best Ellie is starting to materialize. I just didn’t imagine we’d be texting one another. Or that I’d start getting used to spending so much time with her. Or getting nervous when her name appears on my phone. 

Should I say something witty? I type and delete multiple texts before settling on something simple. 

9:59 P.M. 

Thanks. I’ll see you at class on monday. 

E: I’m throwing a party tomorrow if you and Dina want to come. 

E: No pressure tho. 

I’m skeptical. This isn’t the Ellie Williams I know. I’ve known taunts, bragging, shoving, but never an open invitation to her house. Maybe I should consult Dina first? On the other hand.. I haven’t been to a party in awhile, and I don’t have to talk to Ellie while I'm there either. I could just stand in the corner talking to Dina or I could take a peek into her room. See what weird shit she’s hiding. 

Too much time is passing. The longer I take to respond the weirder it is. 

10:33 P.M. 

Sure. 

Send me the address? 

My curiosity got the best of me. I have to go. 

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Day 27 

8:30 A.M. 

Would you indulge me if I proposed going to a party tonight? 

D: I’m down! 

D: Who’s party is it? 

Ellie’s..

D: and you want to go? 

Well she invited us. I haven’t gone out in a while. Could be fun if we ignore her all night :) 

D: Okay. Let’s do it. 

D: Come to my place to get ready later? 

…

“Dina, do you think this outfit looks good?” Her clothes are scattered throughout the room. Her desk doesn’t look any better with makeup brushes and our makeup bags spread out. She turns around in her desk chair to look at me. Her eyes wander up and down. I’ve tried on multiple different outfits, but nothing seems to look right. 

“You look absolutely stunning.” Dina looks back at her reflection to apply another coat of mascara. Looking in the mirror, I begin to scrutinize the outfit I have on. Her denim jeans fit snug around my waist. I take off my tank top and replace it with a black one. 

“You said that about the last outfit too!” I sit down on Dina’s bed defeated.

She pushes herself out of her chair and plops down on the bed with me. “You’ve looked good in everything! You’re overthinking it.” 

I sigh. “You’re right, I am.” Her hand grasps mine and pulls me up. “How about we take a shot and continue getting ready?”

…

I’m sitting down at Dina’s desk looking over the mess we’ve created in the last hour. I check the time on my phone. The party starts in 10 minutes, but we definitely cannot be the first to arrive. I decided on wearing the jeans I borrowed from Dina, my black tank, and a green flannel. It’s my typical wardrobe, but it makes me feel confident. I’ll need that once I walk into the beast that is Ellie Williams. 

The vibration of my phone allows the haze of my thoughts to disappear. It’s Ellie. 

9:45 P.M. 

E: You and Dina still coming tn? 

Yeah. why do you ask?

E: Just thought it was unlike you to be late to something.

Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think.. 

E: I think I know you just the right amount ;)

Sureee Ellie.. 

… 

The door opens and two shots appear in front of me. 

“Cheers!” We clink our glasses together and down the shot of rum. My face distorts as it burns through my chest. I laugh when I see Dina’s face twist in disgust too.

“While you were gone, guess who texted me” 

“Oh no, not your ex?” Dina gives me a look that resembles pity. 

“Ew, not her. Ellie.” 

“Shut up!” She lunges over to see my phone. “Show me!!” 

After reading our back and forth, Dina looks back up at me. “Ooh, it sounds like she really wants you to be there.” I shove her away from me playfully. 

“Shut uppp.” 

… 

Before we leave, Dina and I take one last shot together. She looks gorgeous with her hair in soft waves. Her eyelashes are long and gracefully frame her eyes. No wonder her and Ellie were a thing. I feel a spring of jealousy erupt out of nowhere. I push the feeling aside and smile at Dina. “I’m ready when you are.” I grab my phone and keys and we head out the door. 

Ellie’s apartment is surprisingly close. I’m lingering behind as Dina leads the way. A wave of regret comes over me. I’m not sure I made the right decision. What if this goes horribly wrong. Ellie and I don’t exactly have a track record of getting along. 

“Hey.” I say catching Dina’s attention in front of me. 

“Everything alright?” Her eyebrows furrow as she looks at me concerned. 

“Do you think Ellie is pissed I got the top grade and not her?” The alcohol is coursing through my veins now. 

“I mean, maybe. If she was that pissed off I doubt she’d invite you to her party.” 

I shrug my shoulders. “Maybe. I’m intimidated by her. I feel like she’ll pull some stunt.” She hugs me tightly, and looks at me, “We don’t have to go if you’re worried.” 

I’m letting Ellie and our rivalry get to my head. Maybe this was her way of extending an olive branch. I look back at Dina, “I should be worried about you! You’re the one that used to kiss her.” She gives me a knowing smile and laughs. “She grabs ahold of my hand pulling me toward her as we continue on our way to Ellie’s house. 

…

Walking up to her door I feel myself getting more and more nervous. I think I need another drink. Music is emanating through the halls of the apartment complex. Must have thin walls. Dina knocks on the door. Only seconds later Ellie appears in front of us. Her hair falls delicately in front of her face. She’s wearing black jeans with converse and a brown jacket. 

Ellie looks at both of us “So you guys finally decided to make it.” She gestures for us to come in. 

Her apartment is lit up by LED lights. It's a typical college apartment. Thin walls, gray laminate floors, fake granite countertop. The living room is full of people already. I recognize a couple of them. I’ve seen around the physics department. I think they might be juniors. Dina grabs my arm pulling me out of my daze. “Let’s get another drink.”

…

I’m currently sipping on a seltzer in the corner with Dina as planned. Ellie is off flirting with one of the girls I saw earlier in the living room. I think her name is Cat. Ellie has her hand above Cat’s head as they talk in the door frame. I feel a bit embarrassed that I assumed she only invited me here as a joke or to humiliate me publicly. She has barely spoken to me the entire time. My eyes wander over to Ellie again. She’s definitely winning Cat over. 

Ellie’s hand lightly caresses her clothed lower back slowly lifting up her shirt. She leans down to whisper in Cat’s ear. Her eyes widen. She meets Ellie’s gaze and whispers back to her. Ellie’s fingers then dip down to her hips. She strokes the waistband of her jeans before moving her hand down lower. Her head nuzzles into her shoulder as she pulls her in closer. She begins to work her way up delicately kissing her neck.I look away as the moment begins to feel too intimate. I lift my cool hands up to my cheeks to relieve the heat burning off them. 

… 

A couple of Dina’s coworkers pulled her away to play a drinking game. I decided not to play. I don’t want to get too drunk. I still need to work on an assignment tomorrow. I get up off the couch and try to find a bathroom. I walk through the hallway, and pull on the first door handle, but it doesn’t budge. I continue down the hall, and spot a sliding glass door to the left. As I walk down the hall further, I can tell it’s Ellie. She sees me looking at her and gestures for me to come outside too. I open the door with caution.

… 

“Hey.” 

“Hi.” Ellie sits down in the chair. I sit down across from her. I’m confused why she wanted me to come out here. I had assumed she’d be with Cat still. 

She readjusts herself in the chair and reaches into her back pocket pulling out a joint. 

“Want any?” She extends it in my direction. 

“I’ll take a hit.” Ellie brings the lighter to it and inhales. She passes it to me. The thick smoke lingers in the air around us. 

After we pass the joint back and forth a few more times, Ellie moves to sit on the couch next to me. Her eyes are glossy and tinted pink. I can’t imagine mine look much different. I giggle. 

“What’re you laughing at?” Ellie shoves my arm. I shove her back harder. We are competitive after all. 

“You look kinda funny when you’re high.” The atmosphere around us seems to change. The tension is replaced by something new.  A warmth spreads through my body despite the goosebumps rising on my arms. I contemplate what Ellie is thinking. She puts her head in between her hands and shakes her head. She scoots over closer to me. 

“You look kinda cute when you’re high. At least for you.” 

 “I don’t know if I should be offended or flattered.” 

Ellie pulls back unexpectedly. 

“Can I ask you a question?” 

The twinge of anxiety in my chest returns. I hesitantly meet her eye contact “Uh. Sure.” 

Ellie starts biting her nails. “How did you get the highest grade for exam one?” 

“Why wouldn’t I? I knew the material inside and out.” 

“Bullshit.” Ellie’s tone changes, and I know this is no longer playful banter. She stands up towering over me. 

I want to retreat into the couch. I thought for a second she was going to put this shit aside. I guess I was wrong. 

“How Ellie? You took the test right next to me. It’s not like I cheated. Maybe it’s time for you to accept that I’m just as good if not better than you.” 

She scoffs. Ellie bites her thumbnail and is pacing around the small balcony.

“Why did you even invite me here? To interrogate me?” 

“Oh fuck you. You’re the one who has the incessant need to compete with me. I just play along.” I stand up to even the playing field. The rage is bubbling up inside of me begging to be let out. 

“No fuck you Ellie. You just told me you’re glad I’m finally playing the game. Now I’m the only one who is trying to compete with you? I’m leaving. I don’t know why I came here in the first place.” 

I rush to the door. Eager to find Dina and leave. Ellie grabs my arm bringing me back outside. I pull away. 

“Wait.” 

“What more do you have to say?” I try to pull myself out of her grasp again. 

“That’s not the only thing I wanted to ask. Please.” I stop trying to escape and Ellie let’s go. 

“Okay, then what do you want to say to me? It better be good or I’m leaving and telling the tutoring center to drug test you Monday.” 

“Then I’ll tell them to drug test you too.” Despite wanting to shove Ellie into the brick wall behind us I don’t. 

“Spit it out.” 

“I need you to not apply for the position in Dr. Ramsey’s lab.” 

Out of the corner of my eye I see Dina walking toward us. 

“Not a chance Ellie.”

#college!au #college!ellie williams #dina tlou #ellie the last of us #ellie williams #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams x reader #ellie x reader #ellie x you #rivals to lovers #slow burn #the last of us

[aziraphales-library]

hi there, there's tons of good omens fics where aziraphale turns human and doesn't remember anything of their past while crowley stays near and protects him/befriends him/ etc. Are there any fics where crowley is the one turned human? I couldn't find any fitting tags :((

Hello. We have a #turned human tag that you can browse. Here are some fics in which Crowley is turned human or loses his memory at least believes he's human, some of which will have already been recommended...

Every Atom Belonging to Me by triedunture (T)

Crowley is rendered temporarily mortal after a run-in with a-- Well, it doesn't really matter. What matters is he needs to eat and sleep and do the things humans must do if only for one night. Aziraphale can help with the eating bit, at least. A cozy, sweet evening with tea, drinks, food, poems, and warm blankets.

The Good Demon by HolyCatsAndRabbits (T)

In this AU fic, Hell thinks the demon Crowley isn’t evil enough to merit the title of demon. As punishment, they turn him mortal, and if he wants his old job back with his powers and immortality, he’s got to seduce and cause the Fall of some angel named Aziraphale, who is serving as a campus chaplain, running a group for queer youth. Crowley thinks the assignment will be easy, until he meets the angel and his students, and discovers the kind of found family that he’s always wanted. There’s just one little problem: Crowley is a terrible danger to them all.

feel my fortune tell me by nobirdstofly (E)

“And you bet… what? With whom?” “Oh, with me!” Muriel exclaims. “Mr. Crowley bet me that I couldn’t convince a customer I was human!” “Barmy woman,” Crowley fills in. “Think you could have told her the coatrack was a human.” He sounds so grouchy about it that Aziraphale wants to bundle him in a blanket and set him by the fire with spiked cocoa.

Crowley loses a bet and, temporarily, becomes a human. Aziraphale, predictably, frets.

Save Me by atimefeeler (T)

When Anthony wakes up in a hospital with no memory, he finds himself alone with nothing but a vaguely threatening note written in blood. In an attempt to save himself from an untimely death, Anthony goes about his life as if he wasn't currently suffering from memory loss. It really is too bad he can't figure out if his stunning partner if trying to kill him or not. Going on a date with him couldn't hurt, right? ... “Do you think perhaps you could come over to the bookshop?” Aziraphale asked, “I would so love to see you, dear.” “Yeah I- no!” Anthony nearly shouted and then clamped his hand over his mouth. “No? Why ever not?” “I can’t,” Anthony scrambled for what to say, “I’ve got-” ‘Diarrhea’ was on the tip of his tongue, but then Anthony caught a glimpse of his reflection in the black phone screen and blurted, “-an eye condition.” ... or- Crowley has no idea why his plan to pretend he doesn't have amnesia is proving to be so difficult. It might be because the poor guy is actually a demon.

Pray For Us, Icarus by Atalan (Series) (G-T)

For three centuries, Crowley has been reincarnated over and over as a human with no memory of his past. Aziraphale has tried to find a way to restore him to his true self, but all he seems to do is hurt them both. This time, he only means to steal a brief moment when he walks into Crowley's flower shop. But Crowley can't let it go...

- Mod D

#good omens #ineffable husbands #turned human #memory loss #mod d

[chaosgremlinmunson]

STWG 04/16/2024

Prompt: motivation 

Pairing: modern Steddie pre-relationship 

Rating: mature; sexual themes

Eddie had been down in the dumps for the past few weeks, Steve knew his best friend better than most people. Robin and Eddie were two of the most important people to him, and he knew Eddie had decided to talk to Alec and let him know about his feelings. Steve and Robin had encouraged him to do so since Alec had seemed into Eddie everytime they'd all interacted, so to see Eddie now almost sulking around spoke to Steve in a way they couldn't quite explain.

Steve had made it his mission to cheer Eddie up, and he had some ideas, granted it may not be the best ideas, but ideas he had nonetheless.

Steve went into his closet and pulled out his distressed black jeans that hugged the curves of his hips and ass and cupped his bulge perfectly, he paired that with his baby pink crop top that said “yes, daddy” and pulled on his pink combat boots with the tiny bat wing accessories on the laces. He looked over his reflection and smirked, and went to his playlist on his phone to make sure Motivation by Kelly Rowland was queued up on his screen then headed out the door. 

When he pulled up he waltzed into Eddie's apartment seeing him slouched in front of the TV reading through his screen, he sighed tossing it to his side running his fingers through his curls and Steve made the move to come stand between his legs while his eyes were closed temporarily. When he opened them, he yelped his eyes wide looking up at Steve and swallowing. 

“Hey Eds, I missed you.”  He said leaning down into his space, “I have an idea to cheer you up.” Steve was beginning to feel a little shy, if Eddie didn't like this idea he could very well ruin this friendship, but he had to try. 

Eddie ran his hand up Steve's pant leg and a blush had spread over his cheeks, “Okay Stevie, whenever you're ready.”

Steve gulped his time, but stepped out of Eddie's space to set his phone in the dock for the surround sound system and hit play, the song filtering through the speakers as he started rocking his hips to the sultry voice pouring through.

“Whoa lover, don't you dare slow down

Go longer, you can last more rounds

Push harder, you're almost there now

So go lover, make mama proud (turn the lights on)

I don't wanna feel my legs

(And when we're done) I just wanna feel your hands all over me baby

But you can't stop there (whoa, lover)

Music still playin' in the background (whoa, lover)

And you're almost there

You can do it, I believe in you, baby

So close from here

Baby, I'ma be your motivation (uh-huh, yeah)

Go, go, go, go, motivation

Go, go, go, go”

Steve kept his eyes on Eddie's face who slowly had started to lean forward, as he moved within reach Eddie's hand snapped out and pulled Steve onto his lap, he grinned up at Steve's stunned face. 

“Stevie, baby.” Eddie breathed leaning up and nipping at Steve's jaw before rolling his hips, “Had I known I had a shot with you, Alec would have never been on my radar. Stay the night with me?” 

Steve moaned in response, rolling his own hips down before whispering back, “Yes, daddy, anything for you.”

#steddie #getting together #stranger things #motivation #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve harrington x eddie munson #modern au #steddie fic #steve x eddie #steddie ficlet #fanfiction #stwgdailyprompt #stwg prompt motivation

[bbyquokka]

A request,

going to dinner w the members and min making you wear a vibrator which is controlled by him on his phone…

hihi. so sorry it took this long to fulfil your request. ;w; thank you for being patient! i hope this is what you wanted and pls lemme know your thoughts and opinion – i welcome all feedback.

⌢ : ⤹ 😏 just a bit of fun

→ PAIRING: Lee Minho x fem!reader

→ GENRE: Idol!AU | smut | MDNI

→ SYNOPSIS: You and Minho are attending dinner with the members, however, Minho has other plans

→ WARNINGS: use of a toy [vibrator] | Dom!Minho | use of the word 'sir'

→ WORDS: 1.2k

→ requests are currently closed in order for me to catch up!!

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

→ m.list – → ao3

Grabbing your lipstick, you apply it to your lips before pressing and rubbing them together to evenly coat the skin. You put on some dainty earrings that match well with your elegant yet sexy black dress. Grabbing a matching necklace, you go to put it around your neck when it gets taken from your hands.

"Let me." Minho softly spoke. You smile, watching Minho stand behind you from the reflection in the mirror. His hands brush against your shoulders and neck as he wraps the necklace around before clasping it together. He plants a soft kiss on the back of your neck, letting his lips linger on the skin for a few seconds before pulling away. His hands situate themselves on your hips as he breathes in your perfume.

"You look stunning." He hums.

"Thank you, lino. I wanted to try and match with you." You specifically picked out your dress to match Minho's attire.

Minho opted for dressing in black dress pants and shoes, a white shirt with a stylish yet classy jacket. A chain hangs around his neck as the few top buttons of his dress shirt are left open, proudly showing off the fading purple bruises you left on him a few nights ago. 

With the help from you, a few of his nails are decorated in black and red, some with nail art whilst others are completely coated. His hair is slicked back and crunchy with hairspray.

"Well, I think you did a splendid job." You blush softly, your natural pink colour mixing with the red of your blush. You put on your shoes before grabbing your purse and a cardigan.

"I'm ready to leave, lino." You smile, walking towards him. He raises his brow, taking out his phone.

"Did you do as I ask?" You take his free hand in yours, shyly messing with his fingers as you nod slowly.

"Yes." You whisper.

"Yes what?" He tilts your chin up with his finger, his eyes holding power. You melt into his touch, pressing your lips together in a thin line.

"Y-Yes sir." You stutter. Minho smirks, stroking your chin with his thumb. 

"Let's see shall we." He hums. He opens up an app, his thumb sliding up on the screen. Your eyes widen as a strong vibration ripples throughout your whole body. You grip onto Minho, knees bucking. You close your eyes as your lips part to allow short puffs of air to flow out.

"I guess you can listen after all." He coos, kissing your forehead as he lowers the vibration. You swallow, standing straight and soothing down your dress. "Now, let's see how you handle it when we're having dinner, shall we?"

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

"Well! Don't you look beautiful!" Felix grins as he hugs you. He takes a step back as he admires you, making you feel shy and blush.

"Thank you, lix. You look very handsome."

"Oh please! This was just something that was laying in my closet." 

"Well, you look very dashing, lix." You smile warmly. Minho walks to your side, taking your hand in his. "The rest are all seated and waiting for you, follow me." 

Felix walks in front of you and Minho, guiding you to the table where the rest of the members are talking amongst themselves as well as drinking their desired drinks. You can't help but notice how, even though each member is dressed smart, they all have put their personal touch to it.

Seungmin decided to add blonde streaks in his hair, which contracts well with his clothing. Hyunjin decided to cut his hair short and also dye it blonde. Jisung lined his eyes with black eyeliner whilst Chan also has his nails decorated, much like Minho. 

"They have arrived." Felix announces. The boys stop their idle chit chat to look at you and Minho. Compliments and cheers fill the restaurant to which you laugh and blush at. Minho chuckles at his friends' antics, clearly used to it.

You sit next to Minho, ordering water to start with and munching on the bread that was available in a dainty basket. You joined in on the conversations, laughing and making jokes with the boys. This gives a chance for Minho to sit back and watch you with a loving smile on his face.

He's glad he was able to find someone like you. Being in the spotlight meant that relationships are a hit and miss. He has tried before in the past only for them to turn into scandals or for the other to use him because he's a celebrity. He loves his job but he knows that one day, he wants to settle down and have a family. He was beginning to lose hope – until he met you.

Minho continued to watch you, laughing at your lame jokes. He joins in on you teasing Changbin, considering he is the easiest to wind up. 

"Oh Binnie! I'm only messing." You giggle playfully, hand gently stroking his bicep up and down. His white dress shirt was tight, showing off his well toned body. You could feel how sturdy his muscles are under your fingers.

"Yeah well! Yeah–" Changbin pouts. You giggle, squeezing his muscles.

"Awe Binnie! Are you a little sensitive because you're hungry?" You coo, giggling softly at his sudden pout. Minho kept a close eye on you, his eyebrow slowly raising. He's not a possessive person but when it comes to you, he cannot help himself. 

He pulls his phone out from his pocket, opening up the app. A sly smirk plasters itself on his lip as he swipes his thumb up. 

"Awe Binnie, don't be–" Your eyes widen as you felt the sudden strong vibrations. you tense your thighs, closing them tightly as you look down at your lap, hands balled into fists. You bit your lip hard to stop the upcoming moan that was threating to leave your lips. 

"Hey, you okay y/n? You look a little flush?" Jeongin asks from across the table, noticing how red your cheeks have become. This causes the rest of the members to look at you, eyebrows furrowed as their faces are laced with concern for you. Minho leans forward, placing his hand on your lower back.

"You okay baby?" He asks in an almost mocking tone. You glare at him, eyes shooting daggers. Minho simply smirks, satisfied with your reaction. Your juices start to coat your skin and the material of your panties, making you feel very uncomfortable.

"'m fine." You squeak, not trusting your own voice. Minho places his hand on your thigh, stroking it gently before leaning in. His lips ghost over your ear, breath hitting the shell with every word he spoke.

"You're doing so well, I'm proud of you." He whispers, his praises making you shiver and swallow your accumulated saliva. "Oh, and if I didn't make myself clear." He pulls away, grabbing your cheeks softly in his hand, forcing you to look at him.

At this point, the members have already got an idea of the little game Minho was playing, causing them to blush and talk amongst themselves. It's not of their business after all – unless Minho makes it theirs. 

"Don't you even dare think about sneaking off and taking it out – else there will be punishment and you don't want that now, do you?"

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[jahayla-parker]

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oooooh okay hear me out- freddy carter x singer!reader (+ sab cast). where she has a new album to announce while the sab crew is announcing s2? and it's just the cast hyping y/n up and her hyping them up <3

Reflections and Renewals : Freddy Carter x Reader (& Platonic!SaB Cast x Reader)

Descr: SMAUs of Freddy Carter’s girlfriend/wife (unspecified) singer!reader and the Shadow and Bone cast supporting each other on their latest releases!

Warnings: few curse words, minor flirting, that’s all I think!

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yourusername: I did a thing… 🤭

My new album Reflections drops in late March! 🎵

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freddycarter1: So proud of you, my darling virtuoso ❤️

yourusername: My #1 fan❤️❤️❤️

jessie_mei_li: @/yourusername we’ll see about that, I’ll fight for that title ❤️🤺

freddycarter1: also, “did a thing” as if you didn’t record the most profoundly brilliant piece of art yet again 🙄

yourusername: ily ❤️

benbarnes: stoked! sneak peak for your mate?

yourusername: for THE Ben Barnes? But, why of course 😉

amitasuman_: You look stunning! Another album already?! 👏🔥

yourusername:🥹

archierenaux3: y/n, for real? Is this one going to make me cry again?

yourusername: if I say yes will it prevent you from listening? 🫢

archierenaux3: @/yourusername absolutely not! Are you kidding? No force on earth could prevent that xxx❤️

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freddycarter1 Still waiting on that crow emoji, @apple?

Season ✌️ March 16th

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yourusername: KANEJ!!! 😍😍😍

yourusername: honey, you look sooo good ❤️

freddycarter1: pot calling the kettle black there, my darling 😘

amitasuman_: 🪶 we definitely need a crow emoji, let’s get on with it @/apple

yourusername: I agree but while we’re at it, I also need a new phone in general cause I drowned this one with my tears over this beautiful photo of my favorite TV couple 😭

amitasuman_: @/yourusername stoppp ❤️❤️

yourusername: @/amitasuman_ can’t stop, won’t stop. You are both so talented and pretty 😍

yourusername: can’t wait to let my gifted man take over the television screen day and night as he so perfectly embodies Kazzle Dazzle once again 👀🖤

freddycarter1: you’ve lost it my dear 🤣❤️

yourusername: @/freddycarter1 for you & the rest of the S&B cast? 🤷‍♀️ I’m fine with that!

kittheyounger: let’s go! 🪶🖤

yourusername: I need more Wesper content Kit ⏱️

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yourusername: You have all been so supportive with me announcing this new album, so here’s a sneak peek into the contents 🥰

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freddycarter1: bloody hell, you’re radiant ❤️❤️❤️

freddycarter1: PSA: for those wondering, as amazing as the song titles are, I assure you the lyrics and tracks themselves are somehow far more enthralling 😉

yourusername: Freddyyyy 🥹 you’re too much ❤️

freddycarter1: @/yourusername I’m simply verbalizing your skillset, love 🙌

paddygibson: sounds incredible already y/n/n!

calahan.skogman: wow! I’m at a loss for words… all I can say right now is… wow!

amitasuman_: so very intrigued 👀

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shadowandbone: We all have debts to pay. Two days 'til Shadow and Bone Season 2.

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yourusername: 😍 these next two days better pass quickly!

freddycarter1: brick by brick 🖤

yourusername: When these aforementioned debts are paid… Can I be your next investment? 🫣

freddycarter1: @/yourusername 💀 love … 😂

benbarnes: This is one ace of a promo poster 🙌

yourusername: couldn’t agree more, but so is yours!

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shadowandbone: You’re not ready for S2. But it’s here! ☀️

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yourusername: Has it been even 12 hours since it dropped? No. Have I already binged all 8 episodes? Yes. 🙌 Will I wait patiently for S3? No. 🙅‍♀️ Am I in love with this cast? Yes. 💯 That’s all. ❤️

amitasuman_: … Did you truly?! 🥹

freddycarter1: @/amitasuman_ she did 😂

yourusername: @/amitasuman_ @/freddycarter1 course I did 💁‍♀️ you’re all so unbelievably and incredibly talented 🙌❤️❤️

yourusername: We finally have everyone together 😭 couldn’t have asked for a better cast for any of the Grishaverse characters 🤩 p.s. you all look PHENOMENAL ❤️

lbardugo: agreed y/n! 🖤

yourusername: @/lbardugo and a special thank you to the most wonderful person who made it all possible 🙌🖤

jessie_mei_li: ☀️🖤

yourusername: Love you trying to intimidate Nikolai! And looking stunning while doing so! 😍

jessie_mei_li: @/yourusername ilysm xxx

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yourusername: It’s here! I’m so thrilled to share these songs with you!

My latest album, Reflections, is officially available on Spotify, iTunes, Apple Music, Pandora, and wherever else you listen to music! It’s also set to hit stores this afternoon!

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freddycarter1: just when I think I couldn’t be more proud, you prove me wrong ❤️ just like this album, you are truly exceptional, darling. xxx

yourusername: 🥹❤️

jacktwolfe: unreal! It’s staying on repeat all day ❤️

amitasuman_: girl, you killed this! 🙌

archierenaux3: already crying… you’re so talented it’s unbelievable xx

longbrophy: I officially have a new favorite album 🥰

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ANOTHER DRABBLE

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Hermione hadn't told Draco said in so many words that they would be Harley Quinn and The Joker for Halloween. She simply played the movie and hoped he took the hint. But before she could even play the movie, he asked a million questions regarding the "talking box" and when she finally got the movie started, the anticipation had worn off. But it was still entertaining to watch the TV reflect of his silver eyes as he started at the screen in awe. 

At the end of the movie, she asked him what he had gotten from it.

"That Harley chick should wear more clothes, don't you think?"

She had tried to argue that Harley looked fucking stunning but he wasn't having it.

When the costumes arrived by post, she took them out of the packaging and made a few adjustments to them to make them more realistic. The day of Halloween, Draco snatched his costume off the bed and slipped into the bathroom. It was a purple suit, and while there usually was a green vest, she Transfigured it into a simple green tie, leaving his chest showing. 

Somehow, he was still unsuspecting, practically oblivious to her plans. 

Hermione hated to admit it, but she was slightly worried to put on her own ensemble. The t-shirt fit tightly across her chest, the fabric exposing her midriff. The leather fabric of the shorts fit perfectly around her waist, stopping halfway down her butt. She slipped into the fishnets first, pulled up the shorts and laced the silver heels to her feet. She painted her lips red in the mirror, smearing it slightly before sweeping blue and red eyeshadow across her lids.

When she finished, she looked slutty. And sexy. The best look, in Hermione's opinion. 

When Draco came out of the bathroom, a look of lust flashed across his features before he shook his head and his eyes glazed over with something else. 

'What the bloody hell are you wearing?" he managed to get out, and Hermione noticed the very unfortunate thing taking shape in between his thighs. 

"My costume. I'm Harley-" she spun around, revealing the expanse of her thighs that were not covered by the shorts, "-and you are the Joker. We watched the movie a week ago."

"I know that, Granger. You are not going out like that," his tone was final.

"And why not?"

"You're showing too much. I don't want anyone else to see this much of your body." Her breathing picked up and Draco smirked, eliciting a shiver from Hermione. He stepped up to her, cupping her face and pulling her lips to his. Draco's arms banded around her waist, and when his hand slipped down to cup her arse, she reluctantly pulled away. 

"I-I have to-your hair-" she whined, her resolve disappearing as the seconds went by. All of a sudden, his hands were gone and the warmth of him disappeared. "Draco-"

"You have to do my hair, remember?" He flashed her a smirk, and she groaned, her knickers utterly ruined. 

"All right, then. Let me get my wand," she sighed, scooping up her wand and charming his hair to be bright green.

He sat in the makeshift hair chair in the bathroom, pulling her down and giving her a quick kiss before tracing his fingers over the lettering across her chest.  Hermione stood up straight and his hands fell to her hips. "You know, if you were just wearing this for me, I would enjoy it even more."

She huffed, "I am. Now, let's go. We can't be late." Hermione stomped her foot at his insistence to just stay home. While that sounded like a wonderful idea, and her knickers weren't exactly disagreeing with him, she knew that missing Ginny's well-planned party would be in very poor taste.

At the fireplace he turned to her with pupils blown black and said, "Promise we only have to stay for an hour."

"Two hours, and you can take this-" she waved her arms at her scantily clad body, "-off of me when we get back."

"You know, it's cute that you think I wouldn't take it off of you. I thought you were smarter than that?"

Curse him.

"Come on, Draco, we don't go out like this a lot anymore."

Draco grabbed her and pulled her against him, grinding his hips into her, and sucking on her pulse point.

Hermione's eyes fluttered shut. "Fine. One hour."

Draco straightened up and pulled her toward the fireplace.

"One hour." He demanded before pulling her toward the fireplace, and in a moment, they are gone in a flash of green.

***

An hour later, they arrived back through the Floo and Draco made good on his promise.

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I’ll Take Care of You, Chapter 22: The Truth

I’ll just make my statement here before you read this chapter. I separate characters I write for from the actors that play them. It’s a little hard because I associate them with the same face (hence the change of my icon), but actors are not their characters. I’m not pleased with what’s been going on with B.Barnes and I actually deeply struggled with wanting to continue this fic but ultimately I don’t want to give this up after I’ve worked so hard on it. No one’s really reading this anyway but I like what I have done and where it’s going, so that’s what’s important to me. Thanks for sticking around. 🕊️

Fic Summary: Reader works in the hospital where Billy Russo keeps his mother. They’ve caught each other’s eye. But she thinks he is the devoted son… little does she know what hides behind a handsome face and expensive suits.

Posted on my ao3 as well :)

Pairing: Billy Russo x Fem!Nurse!Reader

Chapter Summary: Reader becomes aware of what was delivered to her in the unmarked envelope and her life is about to get turned upside-down

Warnings: swearing, being held against will

Words: 3.2k

Masterlist ~~ Chapter 21

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You were walking back to your apartment with your coffee in hand when you felt your phone buzzing. You reached into your back pocket for it. It was your friend. You declined the call and went to put your phone back in your pocket, but it buzzed as a message came through, then another.

11:21 am PLEASE pick up!

11:21 am It’s important!!!

You sighed and answered the phone. “Look, I’m still not ready to talk.”

She disregarded your sentiment. “Didn’t you get my envelope? I thought I would have heard from you by now!”

“That was from you?”

“Uh, yeah! Haven’t you looked at it?” She sounded so shocked.

“I didn’t get a chance yet. Billy came over last night and we weren’t exactly in the reading mood.”

“Is he still there? Do you have it with you?” Her urgent tone was worrying you.  

“No, he had to go in to work. I can’t find the envelope. I was wasted last night. I think Billy put it somewhere for me, but I can’t find it anywhere.”

“Fuck, Y/N.”

“What? What’s so urgent that you had to slide an unmarked envelope under my door instead of, like, calling me?”

“Because this isn’t a secure line.”

You were stunned for words for a second. “A secure line? What the fuck?” You took a breath and said her name as calmly as you could. “What’s going on?”

“I know you’re still upset with me but I really think we need to talk. It’s really important and I’m worried about you”

“Uh, yeah. Okay?”

“Can you meet me where I broke up with my last boyfriend? In an hour?”

“I can do that.”

“Okay.” She sighed. “Please keep this between us. I’ll see you soon.”

“Sure. See you in an hour.”

You waited for her to hang up first, and she did. You took your phone away from your ear and stared at it, which reflected your bewildered expression once the screen blacked out.

***

Nearly an hour later, you were walking to the tourist-y pier where your friend had dumped her last boyfriend and you saw her sitting at one of the tables. She was checking her phone every now and then. She looked relieved when she saw you.

“Hey.” She looked behind you, probably to see if anyone had followed you.

“Hey.” You replied back. You sat down across from her and crossed your arms over your chest. “So, what exactly is going on? You’re sketching me out.”

“I’m sorry. I guess I didn’t go about this the best way.”

“Go about what?! What is going on?”

“Billy’s a dangerous guy.”

You didn’t know what to say, so you scoffed. “What?”

“I really didn’t like any of the vibes I got from him on Thursday, so I did a bunch of research on him. I wanted to see who he was associated with and if he was trying to use you for arm candy or for something at the hospital, because you said his mom is a patient there.”

“Okay, I guess that’s a reasonable reason to look into my boyfriend.” You grumbled.

“First I did research at home, just using Google and looking at different media sources. That’s how I discovered he’s actually a private military contractor, not just security.”

You sighed. “I really don’t think that’s much of a big deal. I’m sure that the government or like the CIA has all kinds of private military missions and shit going on. Even fuckin’ Homeland Security.” You said pointedly.

“Whatever. More importantly, I did some sleuthing at work yesterday.”

“Can’t you get in trouble for stuff like that?”

She shrugged. “I mean, I’m not exactly supposed to do any analysis for anything other than what I’m assigned. But if I got in trouble for it and you were safe because of it, then it would be worth it.”

“But you work for Homeland Security! Couldn’t they, like, actually arrest you for shit like that?”

“That doesn’t matter, I already did it. And that’s what I really want to talk to you about.”

“Okay... is this about the envelope?”

She leaned forward, forearms on the table. “Yes. Are you sure you don’t have it?”

“Yeah, I looked everywhere.”

“Fuck,” she ran her fingers through her hair. “This is bad. Real bad.”

“Why? What was in it?”

She didn’t seem to have heard you. “I guess it’s okay for me, he doesn’t know I work at DHS. Unless he does... Then he’d know that I’m the one that gave that to you. He might know, who am I kidding? He’s probably got connections. And you’re probably okay, at least for now, because you never actually saw what was in the envelope.”

You leaned forward. “What was in the goddamn envelope?”

She looked at you, her eyes serious. “Classified information on a covert team of Marines that did some shady work in Kandahar.”

“Where?”

“Afghanistan.”

“Okay...” You didn’t understand where this was going.

“And I’m talking seriously fucked up shit. Like black ops, murder for hire, weapons trafficking.”

You felt a chill down your spine. “Oh.” None of that was good.

“Yeah. Real shit. There’s speculation about members of this team. There is a partial image match to a leader of this team, but it’s not good enough to confirm a hundred percent.”

“Is it Billy?” You didn’t realize that your heart was pounding.

“No. But if the leader is who we think it is, Billy might be connected to him.”

You tried to think through this logically. “It seems like you have more ‘mights’ than actual hard evidence. Billy couldn’t do anything like that.”

Your friend made a frustrated sound. “If you had the envelope and you saw the intel I had, this wouldn’t seem so ridiculous.”

“I don’t know what to think right now. You’re telling me that the man I love was part of some team that did illegal shit?”

Her eyes went wide. “You love him?”

“I-”  

“Fuck. I didn’t realize how close you guys were. Babes, I’m worried about you. He isn’t the nice guy he’s making himself out to be. He should be in prison. And that’s just for shit he’s done in Afghanistan. I don’t even know what he’s up to now.”

You ran your hands through your hair. You remembered the bag of knives, guns, and cash. You had been right to trust your gut. That was not from a job. Not a legal job, anyway. “Fuck.”

Your friend looked at you in sympathy. “I’m sorry, babes.”

“Fuck. I just gave him a key to my apartment.”

Her jaw dropped. “Are you kidding me?”

You pressed your hand into your forehead. “No!”

“Stay at my place.” She said immediately.

“Wouldn’t that look suspicious?”

“Who cares! He's probably a sociopath!”

“He’s not a sociopath!”

“Well, he’s not a good person!”

You buried your face in your hands. “Fuck. Why is this happening to me?”

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I really do think that you-”

She stopped talking when your phone started ringing. Billy’s picture came up on the screen on the table between you.

“Do not answer him.” She said.

“I have to. I can’t just disappear on him. He knows where I work, in addition to having a fucking key to my apartment.”

“Fuck. I guess you’re right. Are you going to act normal or-?”

“I don’t know!”

You both looked down at the phone, still ringing.

“Answer it!”  

“Don’t yell at me!”

“Hurry!”

You picked up the phone and answered, trying your best to sound normal. “Hi.”

“Hey, baby girl. Just saw your text.”

“Oh, yeah.” You didn’t know what else to say.

“It’s on your bookshelf in the living room. Don’t you remember putting it there?”

You know you didn’t put it there. “Oh, guess not. I was drunk, what can I say?” Your friend gave you a skeptical look.

He chuckled. “If you don’t remember anything after, I can refresh your memory tonight. I’ve actually also got your gift.”

“My gift?”

“Yes, little lady. A key to my place, which is really just an access card for the elevator.”

“Oh, right.” You cleared your throat. “Right!”

“So, I was thinkin’ I could teach you how to use it tonight.”

“Oh, I was actually planning on talking to my friend tonight. So, I don’t know if-”

Billy sighed. “Your friend that works for Homeland Security?”

You froze, voice stuck in your throat. You stared at your friend, horrified. She had the same expression, even though she couldn’t hear Billy on the other end.

“Where are you?” he asked.

“I-I’m at the store.”

“Don’t lie to me.”

“I’m no-”

“I requested that Jack follow you as soon as I saw what was in that envelope. And I’ve had your phone bugged.”

“You what?” You asked incredulously.

“I just knew things were going to get messy.”

“Billy-”

“We need to talk.”

Your voice felt thick in your throat. “I-I don’t know what there is to talk about.”

“Oh, there’s lots, baby girl. Now, I want you to say bye to your friend, and walk back to the street. Jack is waiting for you.”

“And if I don’t?”

He sighed again. “Is your friend wearing a necklace?”

You looked at your bestie, and there was a red light right in the middle of her chest

“Oh, my god. Please don’t hurt her. She’s just trying to look out for me.” Your friend looked down at herself and froze when she saw the laser.

“She’ll be fine if you just do what I said.”

“Do you promise?” You felt dumb asking, but couldn’t help it.

“Sure, baby girl. Promise.”

“Okay.”

“Good girl. I’ll see you soon.”

The line went dead.

***

Your heart was practically in your throat as you rode the elevator up to Billy’s penthouse, Jack standing behind you like a shadow. He had taken your purse and phone and locked the doors to the Escalade as soon as you’d gotten in, so you couldn’t try to escape. You were so scared for your friend that you weren’t even thinking of getting out. Your mind was a tangle of fear, worry, confusion.  

When the door opened, you wanted to puke. Billy was sitting on his dark gray couch, a glass of what you assumed was whiskey in his hand. He didn’t even turn around.

“Come sit, little lady.”

You looked back at Jack and he stood with his arms folded in front of him, blocking the doors of the elevator.

You moved to sit down in the armchair but Billy clicked his tongue. He patted the spot beside him. “Right here, baby.”

You swallowed and slowly made your way to the spot beside him on the couch. You clutched your elbows as you sat down, looking at him cautiously.

Billy sighed when he saw the look on your face. “Don’t look at me like that, baby girl. I’m not mad. Not at you, anyway.”

“Is she okay?” You asked desperately.

“She’s fine, as promised.”

You couldn’t even be relieved. “Please don’t hurt her, Billy. She just wants my safety.”

“And she thinks she needs to keep you safe from me?” He sounded irritated.

“Does she?” you asked accusingly.

He scoffed and took a drink, then placed his glass down on the table. “Are you kidding me?”

You stared at him blankly.

He let out a humorless chuckle. “Wow. C’mon, Y/N. Why the fuck would I ever do anything to hurt my little lady?”

“I don’t know, Billy. But lying to me is hurtful too.”

He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. “Fair enough. I was just trying to protect you.”

What a bullshit line. “Maybe you were trying to protect yourself.”

Billy leaned back against the couch and rested his chin in his hand. “Why can’t it be both?”

“The truth should never be hidden.”

Billy rubbed his hand over his beard. “You would hate me if you knew everything about me.”

“You don’t know that.”

He shook his head. “You definitely wouldn’t love me.” His eyes were somber.

You didn’t know what to say to that.

“Like I said, baby girl. You’re everything to me. And I don’t deserve you.”

“Well, what do you think I deserve? I just want the truth, Billy.” You scooched closer and placed your hand on his knee. “Please, just talk to me. Tell me why my friend is terrified of you and why she’s terrified for me.”

He looked down at your hand on his knee, then shook his head. He looked out the window before he said, “Are you sure?”

“Yes. Please. I’m begging you.”

He was quiet for a moment, then let go of a long, deep breath. He met your eyes. “Okay. Okay, fine. I’ll start from the beginning.”

***

You didn’t say a single word as Billy told you his story. You already knew about his fucked up childhood. You knew he entered the Navy as soon as he could and then joined the Marine Corps.

You didn’t know about the Special Ops Team he was a lieutenant for and the things they had done, the people they had killed. You didn’t know about the illegal work he did with his commanding officers, and that the only reason he got the money to start Anvil. It was dirty money. Blood money.

The blood drained from your face when he told you about his friend Frank, the other lieutenant in the Special Ops unit. Your stomach turned when you learned Billy didn’t warn Frank or stop the people that killed his friend’s entire family. His wife. Son. Daughter. It was the final test for the man named Rawlins, and Billy wanted to pass it no matter how much blood was shed.

You still didn’t say anything as Billy told you that he was still doing that shady work for Rawlins. You knew it. You fucking knew it. That’s what you wanted to say. But you couldn’t bring yourself to say it.  

You rested your elbows on your knees and buried your face in your hands. What a terrible man Billy truly was. You remembered all of the times Billy told you that he wasn’t a nice guy. You wanted to shake him, ask him why. You wanted to ask him how he could be so cruel. All you could manage to say was, “I-I think we need some time apart.”

Billy sighed again, for what must have been the millionth time. “I’m afraid I can’t allow that.”

You straightened up. “You can’t allow that? What the fuck does that mean?”

“It means, I’m glad you have some clothes here, baby. Because until I can figure out another place for us to go, you’re staying here.”

You stood up and whirled around to look at him. “What?!” Was he insane?

He stood up too, and you backed away from him. “I’m sorry, baby girl.”

You bumped into something – someone – behind you, and they took hold of your upper arms. You gasped, looked behind you to see Jack, then looked back at Billy. “Billy-”

He Ignored your attempt to speak to him. “If you want to make a list of stuff you need, I’ll get them for you. I’ll speak to Doctor Beck on your behalf to get you out of work.”

“What the fuck?! What makes you think that you can do that? You have no right!” You yelled at Billy. You wiggled harshly in Jack’s grip. “Get the fuck off me.”

Billy started walking toward you slowly, and you stopped struggling. He trailed his finger tips down your cheek, then tipped your chin up. “I am sorry, baby girl.”

“Billy, let’s talk about this. Please.”

“I’ve told you the truth about me. The big old ugly truth. Seeing the shit your little friend gave you, I gotta get outta New York. And I’m not leaving my sweet little lady behind.”

You jerked your face out of his grasp. “That’s not up to you.”

He grabbed your jaw, firmly but not too tight. “It is if I want it to be. You’re mine, Y/N. You’ve said so, many a time, yourself.”

Your cheeks blazed.  

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered.” He kissed you swiftly, and you didn’t have time to react. “I’ve got some things to take care of but I’ll see you later. You can take advantage of the whole apartment if you behave. But if you try to make a mess, try to hurt yourself or anyone else, then you’ll have to get cozy in my bedroom. And I won’t be able to promise the safety of your friend.” He let go of your face. “D’you understand?”

You clenched your jaw, eyes searing into his, but you nodded.

He smiled. “Good girl.” He went over to your purse, which Jack had put on a table, and took out your phone. He put it in a pocket inside his jacket. “I’ll be back in a few hours. I love you.”

You just stared at him blankly, shaking Jack’s hands off you. He held your eyes for another moment before he left.

You stared at the elevator furiously before you clenched your fists in frustration. You looked at Jack and rolled your eyes at his macho stance in front of the elevator. You walked over to the kitchen and clenched your jaw and fists harder when you saw more of Billy’s goons posted around windows by the balcony and the door to the balcony.

In the kitchen, you found that Billy had bought a few bottles of your favourite wine. You ignored them and took out a crystal glass and a bottle of the stupid expensive whiskey that Billy liked to drink. You poured a little swallow to try it. It was strong, it made you cough. It burned down your throat and in your stomach. You poured a proper glass, two fingers, and went back to the living room. You shrugged off your jacket and sat down on the couch, tucking your legs beneath you.

You stared out the window, out at the city. You took a drink.

What the fuck was going on?

How was this even happening? You’d just exchanged ‘I love yous’. You’d just given him a key to your place. But now, he was holding you in this luxurious prison because he needed to escape the city because his terrible, shitty past had caught up to him.

Was he really just expecting you to just go along with him? After everything you learned he had done? You wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. How could you have loved a man that had done such evil things?

You drained the rest of the whiskey and threw the glass at the wall with tears in your eyes.  

“Hey!” Jack yelled. “You know what Mr. Russo said.”

“Fuck you!” You screamed, emphasizing the ‘fuck’. A tear dripped down your cheek. You got up and wiped your tears before you turned on your heel and went to Billy’s room. You slammed the door shut and flopped onto the stupidly huge bed.

You wanted to scream, you wanted to sob. But all you could do was lay there.

~

Author’s note: this was originally going to be two short chapters but i figured why not make a longer one? I hope you like where this is going!

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Chapter 23

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Dieter Bravo x F!reader 18+ if I know you in real life don't read this...

Each day without her gets harder, each night without him gets colder. Aka Dieter loves you and shoots his shot at some late night sexting Warnings: sexting, needy Dieter, needy reader, feelings, unhealthy but not toxic relationship, long distance smut...but still smut (nothing super graphic) if you want me to add anything else let me know

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This is based on the song Demi Moore by Pheobe Bridgers: Listen here || Dieter Bravo playlist || Pedro Character Masterlist

Take a dirty picture babe. I can't sleep and I miss your face That is what the text says. But what he means to say is, please tell me you're awake. I think I'm losing my mind in this hotel thousands of miles away from you and I know I'm a mess but I love you. Please don't leave me. 

It’s not too long before his phone lights up with her response; a single photo.

Her standing in front of the floor-length mirror that leans against the wall of their bedroom. She’s wearing a tank top with no bra under it and a pair of cute panties. Not lingerie by any means, but god she’s stunning. He zooms in, greedily taking in every detail of the image. Everything about her, from her exposed thighs to the sliver of her tummy where her shirt has ridden up to the way she tilts her head just enough that he can see through her reflection that she’s biting her lip makes his grip tighten on the phone, wanting nothing more than to feel her skin against his own. It’s been too long. He wonders if he woke her up, his heart clenching at the crumpled bedsheets he can see on the bed behind her. His phone buzzes with a follow-up text. He lets out an audible moan.

Tell me what you want to do to me. That is what the text says. But what she means to say is, I miss you, tell me you still need me. This bed is cold without you. Tell me you’re coming home soon. I know I can be needy, but I love you. Tell me you love me too.

She slips back into bed only half covered by the duvet as she curls herself around the stack of pillows from his side of the bed, passively hoping they might still smell like his cologne. She watches her phone waiting for his reply. Was she too much? Maybe he just wanted the picture? Maybe he passed out? She overthinks. Her eyes drift shut as her phone screen dims to black. Her phone vibrates her screen lighting up with a photo of Dieter lounging in the pool in their backyard. 

“I don’t want to be alone anymore,” his voice is slightly muffled through the speaker, but still somehow, as soft and as gentle as it was when he was next to her, and not an ocean away. “Tell me what you’ll do. Please,” She sighs, wishing more than ever that she could touch him. 

There's some rustling on the other line followed by a low pitched groan, “I’ve been thinking about that trip we took to Spain--the hotel room with the wall of mirrors”.

She can’t help but cast her gaze to the mirror across from the bed, her eyes meeting her own sends a shiver up her spine. 

“Do you remember that baby?” He speaks again. She swallows hard, tearing her eyes away from the mirror, “Yes”. Yes. she remembers. How could she not? The two weeks of nothing but relaxation; both of them had shut their phones off choosing to spend their time together without distraction. The days they hadn’t spent sleeping in, drinking wine, taking naps in the afternoon sun, or swimming in the ocean were spent in their suite. He’d made good on his promise to take her on every surface in the room (more than once). Memories of their last night there fill her head as her hand makes its way beneath the waistband of her underwear. She remembers her back to his chest, her head tipped back against his shoulder, watching in the mirror as he whispered filth in her ear, the two of them falling apart more times than she could count. “Are you thinking about it now, pretty girl?”  

A whimper in the form of a “yes,” passes through her lips. 

“Fuck, I miss you”.

“Miss you too, Dieter,” she all but whines.

“Can you see yourself in the mirror baby?” He asks, voice low. 

She nods, before the realization he can't see her hits, “I can,” she sighs, her eyes once again catching her own in the mirror. 

He tries to picture her, sprawled in their bed, hand between her legs. Each gasp and moan makes him feel like he's on fire, his body buzzing with the need to be with her. Think of me, remember me, don’t forget about me, he silently pleads. His desperation claws at him, settling heavily in his chest; hollow and empty and begging for love. He moans feeling himself getting closer to the edge, “want you to cum for me”. She doesn’t reply, but he listens intently to her breathy gasps and cries. A broken cry of his name has him finishing unceremoniously in his hand and across his stomach. The loneliness lingers, and the emptiness remains. 

When she catches her breath again she lays in silence staring up at the ceiling, begging for the tears to leave her eyes. She stretches out her arms feeling the unsympathetic chill of the untouched half of the bed. And she laughs. She laughs hard than she has in ages. Come home, I love you, don’t leave me, her mind cycles, but she laughs. Her heart races in her chest as she thinks of a million things to say to him, but she can’t get a single one of them past her lips. “I can’t breathe Dieter,” she tells him, her laughter giving way to the tears she’d been holding back.

“I can’t sleep,” he says, “I don’t want to be stoned like this anymore. I still miss you”. 

And so they sit in silence. 

“The sun is coming up,” she whispers. “Sleep,” he says. “Don’t want to be alone,” she confesses smushing her face back into his pillow. “I feel good about this project. I didn’t think it would take so long though”. “I know, Dieter,” she smiles, her eyes fluttering shut, “love you”. He takes a deep breath, choking back his own tears, “Love you”.

#Dieter Bravo x reader #dieter bravo x you #dieter bravo #pedro pascal characters #the bubble #dieter bravo x female reader #pedro pascal character x reader #cliff beasts 6 #time zone #time zone reblog #afternoon reblog

[queendeeshorrorimagines]

Smutty Valentines: Day Nine

Cyber sex with Jesse Cromeans

Jesse cromeans x reader

Fem! Reader

Warnings: morally grey reader, established relationship between you and Jesse, lingerie (on reader), yall recording yourselves getting off for each other, pet names (Jesse calls reader angel) male and female masterbation

The black satin sheets on your shared bed did nothing to help you ease your anxious wait for your early morning video calls with your boyfriend. You are well aware of the dangers of Jesse's job and how there's always the fear of the cops finally catching up to him or him dying from a potential piggy.

The lace lingerie on your body was a secret gift that you wanted to show Jesse to help him push through the end of his most recent trip. The black lace had skulls on each of the breasts and a smaller one on the front of your thin thong. The leather garter belt on your thighs made the lingerie fit perfectly.

You knew you looked sexy because you felt sexy wearing the set because of the thought of Jesse's reaction to seeing you wearing his symbol onto your lingerie. Through your time dating Jesse, you know that he would think you're stunning in whatever you wore but you wanted to be your best.

Your laptop ringed as you quickly accepted Jesse's call, seeing your reflection on your computer screen. Jesse's masked face popped up on the other side as he used his phone to "talk" to you.

"Fuck, I missed you so much, angel. I'm trying to get back to you as soon as I can."

The robotic voice of his phone speaks to you. You can feel his eyes stared at your body as you tried to fight back your arousal but failing as you feel a wet spot form onto the crotch of your thong.

"I missed you too, Jesse. I noticed you enjoyed my new outfit. I noticed that you've been stressed during this trip so I got this to help encourage you to push through the trip and come back home to me."

As you finished speaking, you moved your laptop onto your desk before backing up enough for him to see your lingerie. A low groan could be heard from your laptop before you sat down onto your chair.

"They even have a special something on them as well."

You leaned forward to show him the skulls inside the lace. Hearing a faint typing sound from Jesse's phone, you eagerly waited to hear his opinion. The black sleeveless undershirt he had on deliciously showed off his tonned torso and arms as you bite your bottom lip.

"It looks amazing on you. I can't wait to be home to rip them off of you."

The robotic voice talked as you hear him move around and the soft sound of fabric hitting the floor. Your eyes darken as you see the camera move further back, seeing his erected cock leak a bit of precum.

You slowly strip out of your clothes in front of him, occasionally hearing quiet breaths as his large hand wrapped around his shaft. Your arousal was in full view as you parted your legs to show him how much you missed him.

Using the sound of his deep groan, you proceeded to slide your smaller hand over your labia, parting the skin to access your aroused clit- rubbing the bundle of nerves before letting a groan out yourself. Jesse's hand pumped his member faster as you inserted a digit into you.

Sounds of the both of your moans filled each other's rooms as the both of you were deep in a lustfully fantasy of being together. You imagined Jesse's larger fingers stretching you out deliciously while he imagined your smaller, more gentler hand jerking his cock off.

"I'm close, Jesse. Let's cum together."

Your voice had a tone of sexual desperation to it, causing Jesse to nod rapidly in response to your idea. He couldn't wait to see you when he comes home, wanting to cum on or in you instead of on his hand.

It was uncertain if you came first or of Jesse did. The sounds of both of your lustful moans filled each other's rooms as the both of you rode out your highs together. Beads of sweat coated your skin as you panted softly, moving your hands away from your stimulated pussy.

You hear the soft sounds of Jesse typing onto his phone once he cleaned his hand off with some napkins. Silence filled the air before you heard the robotic voice echoed to your Webcam.

"I will be home tomorrow night. I want you in your new set when I arrive and i will reward you."

You nodded in response to him before the both of you gave your goodbyes and hang up the video call.

#queendeeshorrorimagines #slasher imagines #slashers imagines #smutty valentines 2023 #jesse cromeans imagines #jesse cromeans imagine #fem reader #dees lemonade

[sasoxichomoshi]

there's something so charming about hunter, but in a soothing way

it doesnt mean she cant be silly ofc, but her eyes reflect so much of her moods and personality

when she's with the eagle she looks calm and gentle and much of the expressions she makes are towards the eagle; when nimue gets the bird, when the godslayer stuns the eagle and got one of the flaps and at the end of the game when he corrupts the eagle completely there were always a close at her face to show us how worried hunter was towards her friend

it's as if the eagle highlights hunter in some way, cause if you think about it hunter is not really an important person; she's an outsider and a stranger, and eagle mother is there not only to push her forwards, but she also works like this excuse to develop what lies inside hunter - her feelings

the more i think about, like no human(oid) character in the pathless have a mouth, which is an interesting decision - may it be because the animator said "nuh uh i aint doing this" or because they had other intentions - having no mouth makes it harder to humanize a character cause to do so you work around facial expression mostly

for characters like the diver or the little guy from journey it works cause humanizing them is not the focus - they are vessels for the player to experience the message of the game, much like a blank page, but hunter is a more defined type of character, she's not only for the player to control; there are instance where she speaks for herself (literally), she reacts towards her environment (like when she groans when she hits the ground), it's a bit of "i exist in relation to others" kind of thing i dont even know if this explanations make sense

the thing is, if you gonna hide the mouth (and it's funny cause they got rid of the mouths but not of the speech), to deliver something believable you have to put extra attention in other places, like eyes (which is probably the reason why they made her eyes big, for emphasis) and corporal expression (i love all of hunter animations like ALL of them, the idles are so cool and my favorite has to be the climbing one HAVE YOU SEEN THAT CREATURE)

another aspect that locks my eyes on hunter is her color palette; she feels a bit like 60% red and 40% black which an almost dangerous distribution cause it gets near the boring looking too evenly palette, but i feel like this problem is partially solved by the color choice cause black and red is very iconic (but i see that this can be subjective, so take it with a grain of salt)

to give some examples: im typing from an nitro acer (black red palette), you can see cars with that bright red (+black of the tires), and i can name a few characters with red+black combination, like matoi ryuko from kill la kill, kaguya, that masochist from that cassino games school (she's iconic i will recognize but i wont lose my time googling it i dont wanna know details about that anime)

(also if i had to point a match for hunter from another media....... kikyo my beloved i fucking love you my gay awakening i kept watching inuyasha cause i wanted to see you on my screen omg)

but at the same time her color scheme puzzles me: what does it mean? usually color is used for storytelling or readability purposes

hunter red black contrasts very well against the greens/whites/oranges of the landscape, mostly bc it's highly saturated; but then you get to the boss fight and......

i know that the boss fights dont take as many screen time as exploration but considering that they are the action moment hmm idk the math aint mathing here

well what's about storytelling? a bit of the same problem shown on the above image; hunter shares the color scheme with the corrupted tall ones and godslayer which makes things even more confusing

(seriously am i stupid and didnt see the obvious hint everyone else saw and im just here staring at the walls idk)

that said i have come up with my own worms to explain this and it comes down to: it's not from the land/natural

godslayer and the corrupted tall ones shouldnt exist, they are not natural to this world and actually an evil twist of the reality; hunter not necessarily is corrupted, but is also not natural (from the island), she's an outsider, it's about this feeling of not-belonging

however in the end of the day the color choice is also about readability and keeping things cohesive; stretching the color palette of the entire game just to give hunter a different look would do more damage than helping, imagine changing to something not that far like a pink or yellow, things still would change drastically

in the end i still love hunter very much ma babegurl <3 sillly stupid<333 my dear blorbo<333 hope she finds a lot of hobbies <33333

#TP #demon speaks #hunter

[quicksilver87]

Surprise and Loss

Surprises erect when you least expect,

awaited reject, i didn't suspect,

to cause this effect, to make you reflect,

to be so direct, but i won't object,

happiness in reach, isn't that a peach,

to finnaly breach you need to beseech,

life really can teach to learn a new speech,

i don't wanna preach, relax on a beach,

waiting if the queen ever turns light green,

the mind is so keen, is able to screen,

amazing machine to all the doubts clean,

write the most serene, perfect lover scene,

i'll be here in wait, enhancing my state,

a lot on my plate, it's more than i ate,

i have to look straight to again feel great,

you've chosen your fate, closed last open gate,

still think i'm the one, but it's by now done,

you shot me with gun but it was just stun,

dear me you just shun, away again run,

i hope you have fun under the new sun,

i wish you good luck, to not be a schmuck,

not be again struck by assumption's truck,

let feathers get pluck, you beautiful duck,

just please don't get stuck if it will just suck,

start is exciting, there is no fighting,

there is no righting when bugs start biting,

i am not slighting, just poem writing,

got struck by lightning after chance sighting,

i'm set on my way which never will stray,

i don't want to pray for your will to sway,

you've chosen to play, return but not stay,

to lighten my day, then color it gray,

thank you for a shock, like hit with a rock,

got bit by a crock, dived on by a hawk,

i couldn't just block your contrary talk,

you put on a lock for stopping our clock,

you made a big quake, gave me a bad shake,

offered sweetest cake with venomous snake,

my heart was awake pierced by a sharp stake,

you made a mistake, stepped on the wrong brake,

donned new shiny chain that will your life drain,

think through it again within your big brain,

why this hurtfull feign if it was in vain,

i'd be a warm rain easing your soul's pain,

with a quick small glance you can't see my stance,

i want to enhance, to rebirth advance,

reach with our romance horizon's expance,

you started a dance, possible mischance,

hope you will elude if there's a bad feud,

i will not intrude, hate killing the mood,

in case you get screwed, be left in the nude,

wish not to be rude but i'll hate that dude,

despise saying this, sounds like a big diss,

still dearly i miss giving you a kiss,

i can reminisce how i lost my bliss,

from my black abyss much like Pater Dis,

to underworld cast with a quick hard blast,

but can't live in past, future is so vast,

i'll stand like a mast through storm that amassed,

it will pass through fast, i'll stay up the last,

just wait there and see, the new improved me,

completely carefree to sail open sea,

thinking you will be: "Why did i then flee?

He was the right key, i turned down his plea.",

if that is the case, don't hold back your pace,

step right in my face with your lovely grace,

i promise you'll place the first in my race,

you warp my still base like stars warp the space,

just softly say: "You, your eyes still so blue,

old days i still rue. Can we start anew?",

i'll say: "That amber hue, such beutiful view.

If your words are true, i'll give you a clue.",

i'll raise up my hand, move gently hair strand,

touch softly cheek tanned, our lips will expand,

a kiss they'll demand, right where we will stand,

like wind blows fine sand, we'll rise of the land.

#love #my muse #soulmate #missing #time #future #lost love #thoughts #moving on

[cannibalcoyote]

The Elder Maximoff Ch.9: The Vision

Ch.8 Ch.10

Corvina's POV:

We appeared at the Avengers tower, Steve as we now know him as, leads us through the tower to where Tony and Bruce should be destroying the body but we see them trying to make it.

"I'm going to say this once." Steve nearly yells from beside me, making me jump in surprise.

"How about nunce." Tony retorts.

"Shut it down." Steve responds.

"Nope, not going to happen."

"You don't know what you're doing." Steve tries to reason.

"And you do? They're not in your head?" Bruce asks.

"I know you're angry..." Wanda starts but is interrupted by Bruce,

"No, we're way past that. I could choke the life out of you and never change a shade." Bruce states dangerously at Wanda, who is looking stunned and slightly afraid. I let out a low threatening growl as I take a challenging step forward, while growing fangs and some 7 inch long claws from my knuckles.

"Banner after everything that's happened.." Steve starts.

"That's nothing compared to what's coming." Tony yells. Everyone starts arguing and I'm getting kind of sick of it so I say telepathically

'Hey Pietro, think you can give them a little push?' Pietro looks at me and smirks, then speeds off through the lab, unplugging all the chords they had attached to the cradle. He stopped and threw the last chord down saying,

"No no, go on you were saying?" Pietro says as Tony and Bruce looked confused and then angry. However a bullet quickly shattered the ground and Pietro fell to the bottom floor, Wanda yelled for him while I tried to jump forward to help him, but was held back by Steve.

"I'm rerouting the upload." Tony said as he turned and faced a screen. Steve threw his shield at the technology, so Tony then called on his Iron Man suit hand which he used to shoot Steve.

The rest of his suit slowly formed. Wanda was about to use her magic when Bruce grabbed her from behind and said,

"Go ahead, piss me off."

Then Clint came up from the bottom floor cocking his gun, I quickly transformed into a black panther and smacked the gun out of his hand from the side.

He looks surprised to see a black panther here, but then remembers I can turn into one; and decides that he can't fight me since I'd obviously win. I chase after him for a few seconds then go to help Wanda. I see Steve charge at Tony with a punch, but Tony knocks them both back with one shot from his guns.

I see Wanda hit Bruce with her magic, then Thor appears and jumps onto the cradle, he then proceeds to use his hammer to summon lightning to power it up.

Everyone looks around in shock as Thor powered up the cradle, he stops after a few seconds and then starts to get off the cradle but was a little late and is thrown into the ceiling.

The new being stands up and looks at Thor, he then lunges forward at him to only be thrown through glass, but stops himself when he come to another window. We all come down to see what he will do next, but he simply looks at his reflection in the window. Thor sets his hammer down, and Pietro runs over after recovering.

As this humanoid slowly hovered back towards us he created an outfit of gray to cover him after seeing us wearing clothes.

He looks over at me and looks slightly confused as I am still a black panther and look nothing like the other's, but he eventually turns to Thor after I growl and show my fangs at him.

"I'm sorry, that was..odd. Thank you." He says looking directly at Thor when saying thank you.

"Thor, you helped create this?" Steve questioned in a surprised tone.

"I've had a vision. A whirlpool that sucks in all hope of life, and at its center is that." Thor says pointing at the stone in the visions head.

"What the gem?" Bruce questions.

"It's the mind stone, it's one of the six infinity stones. The greatest power in the universe, unparalleled in its destructive capability." Thor continues.

"Then why would you bring it?"questions Steve.

"Because Stark is right."

"Ohhh it's definitely the end times." Bruce says, looking to the side.

"The avengers cannot defeat Ultron," Thor continues. "Not alone."

"Why does your vision sound like Jarvis?" Steve questioned whilst walking forward slightly, shield still at the ready.

"We.. We configured Jarvis's matrix, to create something new." Stark answers.

"I think we've had our fill of new." Steve replies in an exasperated tone.

"You think I am a child of Ultron?",Jarvis voices as he walks around looking at the team curiously.

"You're not?" Steve questions.

"I'm not Ultron, I'm not.. Jarvis either. I am." The vision states looking up.

"I looked in your head, and saw annihilation." Wanda explains while walking up a forwards.

"Look again." The vision states.

"Yah, your seal of approval means jack to me." Clint voices irritatingly, as he walks forwards. I growl at Clint, and lunge at him as I did not like his attitude.

"Corvina stop!" Wanda nearly shouts as she tries to get me off of Clint, as I have him currently pinned to the ground. I finally get off but not before swiping my claws at him, leaving long scratch marks down his arm.

"And who is this? She doesn't seem like the rest of you." Vision states as he walks towards Wanda and I slightly.

"This is our older sister Corvina." Pietro explains.

"Your sister?" Vision questions looking utterly confused.

"Yah she's all good till you piss her off." Clint says painfully while getting up with Steve's help. I simply growl at Clint then transform back into my human form.

"Nice to meet you." I say to Vision before I turn my head towards Thor to continue.

"The stone is the most destructive out of all the stones, and with it on our side.." Thor continued but was cut off by Steve.

"Is it? Is it on our side?" Steve says, bringing up a good point. They all look towards the Vision, awaiting his answer.

Ch.8 Ch.10

#avengers #the avengers #mcu #marvel #ultron #age of ultron #wanda maximoff #pietro maximoff #maximoff twins #maximoff reader #oc maximoff #vision #iron man #black widon #hawkeye #hulk #captain america #steve rogers #tony stark #bruce banner #natasha romanoff #clint barton

[digitalenergy001]

Blog Week 7

Reflection

This week in class consisted of tidying up my final project. Once again troubleshooting was another big part of my practice. As I have moved into the black box switching form the Capitol I had to work within the new dimensions. I measured the black box projector screen and the height the screen starts from being 79.5cm off the ground. I looked into if the screen could be moved to touch the base of the floor but was informed it can’t be. I looked into putting the structure on tables or something to elevate it. Although I thought that would take away from the experience. I came to the using a stand alone not attached projector that could be moved around. I trialed one of the projectors from the RMIT equipment rentals and when the projector was put on the floor I could have the projector screen hitting the floor aswell. With it being a smaller projector this means the screen stretches less far so I would have to figure out if my shape can fit projector dimensions. As it’s on the floor I wanted to have the audience sitting on the floor surrounding the shape. I originally thought about this on the first week on production. My desire it was this will make the experience more immersive as the audience is closer to the project. Also viewing the project in a non conventional viewing form ( sitting on a chair or standing). I am going to rent the projector and use it during the digital media break on one of the days on this coming week. In terms of storing the shape I am going to put it behind the black box curtains.

Research

Academic

This week I looked into the We are One / stunning 3D projection mapping art for Lusail Digital Media Festival. This installation had seamless integration of video effects onto the projection.  The use of shadows and highlights to create a three-dimensional space on a two-dimensional screen inspired me for my personal project. Created my a company called Limelight they go into discuss that isn’t this project they wanted to “open and transform the façade with 3D illusions”. This has made me start to pay with shadows and trial 3D illusions within my practice. In the work they used a series of lines that blended together and cohesive flowed onto the following edited video. This sense of flow I experienced as an viewer is something I want to achieve in my work for viewers aswell.

Creative Practice

My creative practice this week consisted of mostly troubleshooting. With taking inspiration from other projection mapping works I admired and seeing what design elements they had incorporated that I could implement.

Technical

This week has allowed a lot of feedback for my after effects video that will be projected onto the triangular structure. It has view as quite rigid and within establishing the triangular shape really early in the project it ruined the effect of creating a seperate constructed projection screen. The first two clips that don’t have any border tied to them were seen as effective and I am planning to keep the clips cohesive with those. Overall the video did not seem to have a great sense of flow and narrative within the series of videos. This is something I have been fixing up this week. Finally I have also been playing around the demo version of mad mapper. As I plan to use the 1 month trial software for the BPD awareness show. It does have a more synced response when changing keystone points. As I will have the program already downloaded I have considered switching my main project to mad-mapper as it’s more seem less and faster to troubleshoot issues. Although I am going to trial the touch designer project file first before I decide anything as I have finished all the requirements for that.

Progress

This week consisted of finalising the technical aspects of my project. This mostly included how it will be shown to an audience. Also tidying up my after effects compositions and the dimensions for my shape and desired projector sizes.

Bibliography

*We are One / stunning 3D projection mapping art for Lusail Digital Media Festival, 2022* (2023) *YouTube*. Available at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=96n0QxwZ4Z8 (Accessed: 08 September 2023).

After effects tutorial - shape transition in after effects (2019) YouTube. Available at: https://youtu.be/HYjsAxKZ8r8?si=J-_D8Lopg4N77zMn (Accessed: 07 September 2023).