#i knew damn fucking well what he was going to say

[pshaven]

i found your account through the story of jealous jay... that's really amazing. would you write more for him? 🥹

ahh thank you smm!! ; girl bsf!reader, cunnilingus, implied pnv, enjoooyyyy

jay who just broke up with his girlfriend because she was insecure over you, his girl best friend, easily in his top three favorite women in the entire world.

he’s ranting to you, cheek against the palm of his hand as he tries to put into words how confused he is.

“i don’t get it. she’s— was, my girlfriend. i liked her, that’s why i even dated her in the first place? so why’s she even jealous over you?” he sighs frustratedly, because this is definitely not the first time one of jay’s ex’s broke up with him over him being too close with you.

you don’t really know how to break it to him. you know why the ex’s are all fussy about you, but you also know that if you were to tell jay that he has to distance himself from you, he would never do it.

you’re his favorite girl (other than his mother!). it would be too difficult for him to not hang out with you every other day. hell, he couldn’t imagine living a life without you.

“jay…” you start, placing a comforting hand on his thigh and you feel him tense slightly, “i think that, maybe… we shouldn’t keep seeing each other all the time while you’re dating somebody else.” you finally bite the bullet, but your shoulders still feel heavy.

jay doesn’t say anything for a solid minute. you start to feel even more awkward than you already were before, shifting slightly in your seat on the couch beside him and you begin to remove your hand from his thigh.

and then he scoffs. he shakes his head as if he’s in disbelief. “why does it sound like you’re breaking up with me too?” his tone sounding mean, hurt over that you would think he’d ever let you go.

well, he’ll just have to prove to you that you’re the only girl in his life.

“oh— ah, j-jay hold on!” you squeal, your legs being practically folded in half as your knees meet your chest. jay doesn’t waste any time, his tongue already prodding at your leaking entrance. his pinky finger hooking your ruined panties to the side, not bothering to fully take it off.

“damn,” he curses underneath his breath, the air fanning over your cunt that causes your hips to buck up into nothing. “leaking like you’ve been waiting for this, aren’t you? would’ve never wasted my time with her if i knew you were waiting for me all this time…” he rambles, staring lasers into your clenching cunt.

you whine, hips needlessly pushing towards his face. “stop it…” you say meekly, throwing an arm over your heated face. he tsks, his hand reaching up to remove your arm.

“cover your face again ‘n i’ll tie your hands together,” he says meanly, but his hand thats interlocking yours shows you otherwise.

but that mercy is easily taken away as he dips his head forward, tongue exploring your insides and he groans into you.

with a cry of his name, you writhe and squirm on the couch, your grip on his hand tightening and he reciprocates as well. his thumb caresses the back of your hand, so kindly…

totally opposite of the tongue that’s bullying your entrance and clit, switching back and forth like he’s indecisive on which to focus on more— but he easily solves the issue with a finger slipping inside with ease from your slick.

you start panting, “fuucckk— oh fuck, wa-it,” your voice breaking when jay enters another finger inside you, the stretch already more than what you’re typically used to.

he chuckles at your squirming, not bothering to obey your small pleas and cries for him to slow down. he’s too entranced with your taste, his tongue swirling and toying with your sensitive clit and the way you clench around his fingers? oh, he highly doubts you actually want him to slow down.

jay’s fingers entering in and out of you, the loud squelches of your sloppy cunt making you feel hot and embarrassed, but the overwhelming pleasure makes you dizzy. he pulls away to give your poor clit a small break, but his fingers are still relentless.

“girl, don’t fight me…” he drawls, leaning his face into your neck, peppering wet kisses near your ear. “wanna cum for me?” he whispers so gently, causing your hips to fuck back into his fingers. he groans at this, his voice near your ear making you even more sensitive.

you nod your head earnestly, your free hand grabbing onto his wrist that’s between your legs. “pleaassseeee,” you whine, moving your head to look at him.

he peers up from your neck, a smirk playing on his handsome features that makes you weak. he hums, “my girl wants a kiss?” and you nod again, a cute pout on your lips that he can’t refuse.

bringing his face closer to yours, he meets your lips into a sloppy kiss, your pace already needy and fast, contradicting his originally slow pace. he moans into your kiss, the hard on in his pants getting even more difficult to ignore.

his fingers curl up inside you, your lips parting against jay’s lips, whimpering and moaning loudly as your orgasm suddenly rushes over you. jay responds by kissing you harder, intent on stealing your breath away as you do your best to keep up with his kiss.

“nonono, ahh…” you whimper, your hips twitching from oversensitivity with jay still thrusting his fingers. he laughs softly, pulling his fingers away and giving your cunt a cute pat.

you stare at him with furrowed brows, but you look non-threatening with your chest heaving from catching your breath. “what was that for?!”

jay shrugs, “makin’ sure she can still handle my cock.”

#enhypen smut #enhypen x reader #jay smut #jay x reader #park jongseong #enhypen fanfic #jay hard hours #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #kpop smut #enhypen

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Whatever the future may hold

Written for the May pop-up challenge of the @steddieholidaydrabbles

Prompt: Graduation

Rated: M

Tags: Omegaverse; omega!Eddie; alpha!Steve; pregnancy; mentions of sex

Notes: Set in the same universe as Whatever you want it to be

Eddie turns the square cap in his hands, feeling utterly and supremely sorry for himself. He's been imagining this day for so long. Snatching that diploma from Higgins's unwilling hands and prancing off that stage into a brighter, better future.

Only now, that future fills him with nothing but dread.

He groans, burying his face in his arms.

It was all going so well.

A while ago, when Carver and his possee found out about his little omegan secret, he thought his life was over.

Except Steve Harrington swooped in like a white, baseball bat wielding knight and saved him, and took him home, and cared for him. Knotted him near damn stupid, too, not that Eddie is complaining.

They've since commenced what must be the weirdest courtship in the history of courtship - stolen glances and subtle gifts and furtive dates at Steve's house or Eddie’s trailer. Eddie has kept his secret safe, and Steve is its biggest protector.

It's perfect. Everything Eddie never knew he wanted.

So of course it couldn't last.

“Eddie?”

Shit!

He must've been so far gone in his head he didn't hear the trailer door open, didn't catch the scent wafting into his bedroom. Pine needles and moss and sunlight.

“Stevie,” he croaks, and his stomach twists.

Footsteps approach. The doorknob rattles once, twice, before Steve realizes it's locked. His scent turns worried. Steve's worried about him. Eddie’s needy hindbrain whines at the thought.

“Eds, lemme in. Please?”

Eddie is unlocking the door before he even realizes he’s moved. Quickly, dread clawing at his guts, he retreats back onto his bed.

“Hey,” Steve ducks around the gown dangling from its hanger by the door. “Wayne called, said you wouldn’t come out of your room? Ceremony’s about to start, what are you- Eddie? What’s wrong?”

Because he has just spotted Eddie, back against the wall, arms wrapped around hunched knees, trembling hand still clasping the cap. Steve is in front of him in an instant, mattress dipping under his weight. His hands cup Eddie’s face, tilting his head up, and Eddie knows he should pull away, he really should. Still, he’s helpless to do anything but let himself sink into Steve’s comforting touch and scent.

“What’s going on?” Steve’s voice is a barely restrained growl. “Carver try shit again? You know you don’t have to worry-”

Eddie shakes his head. His stomach feels like it’s trying to crawl its way out of his throat. “It’s not Carver.”

Steve’s brow furrows.

“But then, what- … Are you sick?” He leans in, nosing the hollow of Eddie’s neck. “Your scent’s a bit off. Should I call a doctor, or-”

“Will you fucking leave it?” Eddie slaps Steve's hands away. The cap hits the mattress with a soft thud. “I'm not sick! Jesus!”

Steve's eyes are full of hurt confusion and worry. It makes Eddie want to laugh and cry and scream all at once.

“But I don't-” Steve stammers. “Why won't you-”

“Because I'm pregnant, okay?”

Steve's words screech to a halt. His eyes grow large, mouth forming a dumb little oh shape. It would be funny, Eddie thinks hysterically, if there was anything remotely funny about this entire clusterfuck of a situation.

“Wha-” Steve starts to say. Shuts his mouth. Opens it again. “I mean how- … I mean … are you sure?”

Like a line from some cliché soap opera. Eddie laughs weakly.

“Been puking my guts out all week. Took five tests, all positive. I'm pretty fucking sure, big boy.”

Silence seeps into the room. For a moment, Eddie thinks Steve's going to continue right on with the soap opera shit and ask when it happened. If it’s his. But Steve knows Eddie has never been with anyone else. Knows they've always been careful - except for that very first time.

Eddie screws his eyes shut and waits.

“Wow,” Steve breathes after an eternity. “That’s … that’s unbelievable.”

Eddie furrows his brow. Steve’s voice is brimming with incredulity, but also with something else. Something that, if Eddie didn’t know any better, he’d put close to … happiness? Hesitantly, he peeps one eye open.

He’s just in time to see Steve launch himself at him, and then he’s enveloped in a bone-crushing hug. Steve’s scent crests over him, heady and familiar.

“W-wait,” Eddie manages to mumble against the rapid staccato of Steve’s heartbeat. “You’re not mad?”

“Mad?” Steve pulls back just enough to look at him. His smile is so wide, Eddie’s afraid his face might be too small for it. “Why would I be mad? You know I want kids, loads of them!”

“Well yeah,” Eddie stammers. The room is spinning and all he can see is Steve’s smile. “But-”

“And you know I can’t imagine a better person to have them with than you.”

“Well …” Eddie can practically feel himself flush. “I guess.”

Steve leans in to kiss his forehead. “Then why are you so upset, dumbass?”

“Well, I dunno,” Eddie blurts, unable to keep the sarcastic undertone at bay. “Maybe cause I’m barely out of school? Or because we’re not even mated? Because your parents will go absolutely fucking-”

“Fuck my parents,” Steve declares. “This is about you and me. We’ll figure it out one step at a time. First, and most importantly: Do you want to have this kid with me?”

One large hand finds Eddie’s stomach, splaying itself over it, warm and safe. Eddie feels how something inside of him goes soft.

“Yes,” he whispers. “Yes, I’d love that.”

“Brilliant,” Steve beams, and kisses him. Eddie melts into it, but just as he’s about to lose himself in that summer forest scent, Steve pulls away. Eddie frowns as something is placed on his head - the stupid cap.

“And second,” Steve winks, giving his stomach one last gentle pat, “You gotta put on that gown and let me drive you to school. The two of you need to walk in half an hour.”

Poor Steve brought beer for the celebration. He'll need to drink it all by himself, whelp.

They're baaack, and they're having a baby!!! I said I'd write more of these two sooner rather than later, didn't I?

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie fanfic #steddie brainrot #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #steddieholidaydrabbles #hype's holiday drabbles 2024 #whatever you want it to be #omegaverse #a/b/o #omega eddie munson #alpha steve harrington #pregnancy

[satorusugurugurl]

I Think He Knows: (Chapter Three)

Summary: When your novel takes off and becomes a best seller, doors of opportunities open for you. You can work on the series you have dreamed about all your life. And you’re also given the chance to stay in a tiny cottage in Europe for two years to help with inspiration! Your best friend, Geto Suguru, shatters at the news. How could he tell you how he feels when you leave him? His opportunity appears right before him when you confess that your editor thinks a change of scenery will help with your not-so-steamy romance scenes. They’re lacking a particular spice because you’re a virgin. So, Suguru does what any best friend would do. He offers to teach you how things work. Will you cross that line as friends? Or will you both say goodbye?

Pairing: Geto Suguru x FAB!Reader

Word Count: 3,733

Warning: Language, suggestiveness, grinding, neck kisses, dry humping, nightmares, mentions of character death, panic attack, night terror, blood

A/N: a little peek into Geto’s past~ hmmmm wonder howthis is going to play out. Hm indeed 😈💚

Part One Part Two

Your best friend is staring into your eyes in stunned silence. He hadn’t expected you to be so open about what you wanted. In a way, it was sort of cute; in another, it was extremely attractive. You knew what you wanted and weren’t opposed to asking for it.

“Okay, so tell me, what was happening in this wet dream?”

Despite the fact you wanted to try, you were slightly embarrassed. What were you supposed to say? ‘Oh, you know I dreamed about us, making out with your knee between my legs.’ He was your best friend, but you couldn’t admit that to him.

“Uhm, I-I was dreaming about my characters in an alley—making out and stuff.”

“Oaklynn and Ilsan?”

Hearing him say the names of your self-appointed children had your heart racing. “Y-yeah, and we’ll. Uhm, he put his knee between her legs, and well, I uhm—not me! Oaklynn, she uhm was grinding on it?” Suguru hummed, getting out of bed and offering you his hand.

“I can do that.”

“O-Oh, like right now?”

He grinned as you gently took his hand. “Yeah, right now. If you’re okay with that?”

“Of course; how else are you going to teach me?”

The sweet innocence of your voice nearly had Suguru blowing his load. God, you were so damn cute it’s not even funny. He leads you to one of the walls in his room, motioning towards the spot you gladly took. Your back pressed against the wall, the cold contrasting the heat radiating over your skin.

“Alright,” Suguru’s hands press firmly against the wall, caging you in like you he had at the restaurant and in your dream. “If you get uncomfortable, or it gets too much for you to handle, say the word, and we’re done, okay?”

“Okay—uhm, so do we just?”

Your best friend laughed, his dark hair falling in his face as he kissed you softly. “I got you. Just lose yourself in the feeling, okay.” With your gentle nod, Suguru kisses you again, this time deeper.

His lips are firmer, moving gently over yours, giving you time to follow his lead, kissing him back with the same force, losing yourself in the taste of his minty breath on you. Suguru’s eyes crack open, staring at your face. Fuck, why the fuck were you so cute? Eyebrows knitted together, eyes tightly squeezed shut in concentration. That look that was so prettily plastered across your face was the exact look you had when you were in the zone. Hunched over your laptop, writing down in your notebooks, it was a look that he absolutely adored.

Seeing you look like that when kissing him made him eager to teach you more. So he gently kicked your feet apart, allowing him to slide his knee between your legs. You inhale sharply at the sudden sensation of his knee pressing against your shorts.

The sudden contact of having something other than your hand touch you is like magic. You gasp into Suguru’s mouth, whimpering as you squirm against his leg. Your panties are wet and slick, making it easier for you to glide stiffly against him. You’re not sure how to move or what to do. So you open your eyes before breaking the kiss.

“W-What do I do now?” You ask softly, gripping his t-shirt for support. “Do I uhm—just hump you?”

Sugar laughs softly, shaking his head before pressing his forehead against yours. “You can hump my thigh if you want, or I could help you?” Suguru can feel you throb against his thigh. “You like the sound of option two?” How your face flushed and your eyes widened has him chuckling.

“H-How did you know that?”

“Well, I don’t mean to embarrass you, but I could feel you throb.” You were humiliated, no, no, mortified was a better word! The hundred-yard stare has Suguru laughing softly, his hand cupping your cheek. “Nothing to be embarrassed about; it means you’re getting turned on.”

“O-Oh—okay.”You made a mental note to jot that down once you had your phone in your hand. “Okay, cool, uhm, y-you may commence?” Suguru scoffed, shaking his head at your uptight retort; seeing his reaction makes you want to hide away. Suguru tilted his head as his hands gently grabbed both sides of your hip. I mean, I can think of a couple of other things we can insert into your mouth.” the stuttering inhale that sounded from you lined with innocence had his cock twitch as he rocked you back and further other his knee.“But we’ll save that for next time. Just relax and feel.” that wasn't going to be hard, not when he rocked your hips against his knee like he was.

“M-mm.” bringing your hand up to your mouth, you moaned, “O-Ohh fuck.”

Suguru’s heart felt like it was running a 5K marathon. Hearing you, his pretty best friend, the girl he's had a crush on since elementary school, moan. God, it was a dream come true. Your voice was so soft and hesitant. You wanted to cry out but weren't sure it was okay. The utter innocence had him holding himself back. The last thing Suguru wanted to do was go too far.

“Feel good?” Suguru asked, voice thick with need. The fear you might moan out loud stopped you from answering, only allowing yourself to nod your head. “Good.”

His fingers dig a bit deeper into your hips, dragging you harder against him. You jolted, jaw clenching as intense pleasure rocked through you. It felt like there was a fire kindling between your legs each time he rocked you back and forth. The burning sensation began to spread through your entire body, making it difficult for you to stay quiet.

You didn't want to make him feel weird; he was doing this to help you. For you to start moaning and losing yourself in the pleasure was not what this was about. This was all about bettering your writing! Nothing more than that!

Telling yourself that didn't make it feel any less good. You whined, your swollen clit rubbed perfectly over your underwear, stimulating it just enough to have you dripping. Your hands gripped Suguru’s forearms for support as you tried rolling your hips against him like he was doing.

Seeing you try to rock had Suguru grunting. He slowed his movements, allowing you to take the reins yourself and get a feel for rocking to see what felt good for you. The absence of his hands had you flattering for a minute, your horny brain trying to figure out what to do to keep up with the pleasure you were feeling.

“Relax, just rock your hips back and forth, do what feels best.”

“R-Right.” You began grinding back and forth with a deep breath, mimicking his movements. “L-Li—ahh—like that?”

Seeing the way your cheeks flushed and how your lips parted as you humped his thigh made Suguru’s dick rock hard. “Well, it depends on you. Does it feel good?” He knew it felt good; it was the reason why you were moaning softly, why you held him in a vice grip.

“Y-Yeah, f-feels good—I’m uhm—”

“You what? You close already?”

“W-What? Close, no, I'm just—” Suguru smirked as you mumbled under your breath.

“Huh? Sorry, I didn't catch that?”

“I-I feel really wet.”

Your best friend leans in, his breath brushing over your ear, causing you to shiver. “I know you're wet.” Your body stiffened, and your hands trembled against his arms.

“Y-You do?”

“I can feel how soaked you are.” You try to look down to see what he sees, but he gently grabs your chin, forcing you to focus solely on him. “Don't freak out, just keep going, come on, rock those hips.”

You do as he says, rocking your hips faster against his thigh as a coil begins to tighten in your lower abdomen. “Nngh, Suguru.” Hearing your name pass through your lips was like a dream come true. “F-feels good, really good.” The coil tightens more and more, making Suguru swallow as you got yourself off on him.

“Y3ah~? Good, keep going, keep it up.”

Suguru had made plenty of girls cum before, so he could tell you were close. Your breathing was shallow, and your eyes kept closing at the intensity of your rapid movements against him. Your skin was flushed, your nipples hard, and god, he was almost positive that you were leaving a wet spot on his pajama pants. God, he wanted you to cum; what he'd give to watch you get off on him. To see how pretty you looked when you would cum. See the expressions you made in bed with your hand in your underwear.

“S-Sugu—”

“Fuck you sound so good~ make sure to savor the feeling, okay? It's going to help with your book.”

“Y-Yeah~ yeah!” The coil felt like it was getting tighter and tighter, making you chase the feeling, a feeling that was foreign to you. “Oh my god, oh god, oh god.”

Suguru pressed his lips against your neck, kissing the sensitive skin. “Yeah, keep going, that's it~ that’s it.” God, he was so hard it hurt, but he didn’t care about his cock; all he cared about was you.

Your thighs began shaking, eyes watering as a strange sensation wandered in your veins. Something was wrong. It felt like something was going to happen, to wash over you. The intense feeling was so overwhelming, making you choke as your heart rate spiked, not from pleasure but from fear.

You removed your hands from Suguru’s arms, placing your palms against his chest. For a second, Suguru thought you were going to grip onto him for support when you creamed your panties. You pushing him away was the last thing he thought you would do.

“Stop! Please stop!”

Just as he promised, Suguru stepped back, his hands held out before him as he gave you some space. He watched with worried eyes as you sank to the floor, hand over your heart as your ragged breathing filled his room. Your best friend followed you to the floor, on his knees in front of you, as you swallowed air greedily.

Overstepping a boundary was something he didn’t want to do, but he wasn’t the type to ignore the fact that you weren’t okay. “Hey.” He gently reached out, resting his hand on your shoulder. “Are you okay?” You were shaking as you looked up at him.

“I-I yeah, sorry—” you swallowed hard, “I uhm, yeah, just got really intense.”

“Intense? Is it intense like it felt really good? Or were you sen—”

“Just intense!” You cut him off, cheeks burning as you shakily stood up on wobbly legs. “O-On that note! I think I’m going to head home.”

Suguru’s world felt like it froze over. He just watched as you headed towards the bed, grabbing your phone, your eyes focusing on anything other than him. The lust and need that had been roaring in his stomach subsided into dread. He didn’t want you feeling weird or awkward.

So he pushed himself up and followed after you. “Let me walk you back.” His fingers gently wrapped around your wrist, preventing you from moving further.

“I-I can do it.”

“I know you can, but I still want to walk you.”

“Suguru, it’s just two floors.”

“You’re not getting out of this.”

And you didn’t; despite your best efforts, Suguru didn’t let you walk back to your apartment alone. You gave him a quick hug before glancing down. His gray pajama pants were stained with two wet spots. One on his thigh and the other around his crotch. Upon seeing the evidence of both your arousals, you rushed inside, slamming the door behind you, leaving your best friend alone in the hall.

That was two days ago.

Two days without a visit or a call. At least you’d texted him, letting him know you were in rewrite hell. Even knowing that didn’t make Suguru feel less shitty. Was this situation going to put a wedge in your friendship? God, he hoped not. Losing you, after all the shit he’d gone through, would be his breaking point.

He was about ready to throw himself into his paintings when Satoru showed up with mochi and coffee. The second Satoru pushed his sunglasses up, brushing his bangs back, he grimaced, and his lip lifted in pity. It was a look that so many people had given Suguru since his second year of high school, and he hated it.

“What?” He finally snapped as he flipped down on his couch, legs spread wide as he stared at the B-grade horror movie on the television.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you look like hammered shit.”

Suguru shot his best friend a glare before leaning his head back. “Wow, thanks dickhead.” Satoru winked before shoving a whole mochi in his mouth.

“Hey, honesty is the best policy. Are you not sleeping? Nightmares about that night again?” Suguru shut his eyes tight, nodding; smiling images of Riko flashed through his mind. “You are. Does—”

“She knows; no need to worry her.” Suguru knew Satoru was referring to you. Whenever his nightmares got bad, you were with him constantly, or vice-versa, so for you not to be there with him is odd. “And before you ask, she’s at home working on her rewrites.”

“Oooh, uhm, I’m going to call bullshit. She’s never left you alone when you have those nightmares. What happened?”

Suguru turns his head, meeting bright blue eyes an inch from him. “Christ Toru! Fuck, personal space, asshat!” Taking his note, Satoru pulls back, humming as he eyes him. He crosses his arms over his chest, waiting for more of an answer than he’s getting, and Suguru knew if he wanted peace for the rest of the night, the only option was to tell him the truth. “Well, we uhm—”

Suguru told him everything, from what happened at the restaurant to his apartment. How you were grinding down on him and started freaking out. He then described in detail how you both hadn’t spoken or seen each other in two days. The entire time, Satoru hummed, nodding in agreement, not asking questions or making any comments until Suguru scrubbed his hand over his face.

Satoru huffed a sigh, grinned wide, and patted his friend on the shoulder. Suguru eyed him, unsure if he was truly ready to hear what his best friend had to say. He seriously doubted it was anything good from how he gently squeezed his shoulder.

“Let’s put two and two together, shall we?” Yep, it wasn’t going to be good. “Your virgin best friend who’d never kissed anyone freaked out when she was dry-humping your leg because it got too intense. It was intense because she was going to cum.” Suguru scoffs, shaking his head.

“She masturbates.”

“Okay, so do a lot of virgins, but they don’t cum.” Suguru slowly sat up, staring at the fake bloom on the television. “Especially girls.”

“She freaked out because she’s never had an orgasm.”

“Yep! So why don’t you go downstairs and girl her one!”

Suguru would love to storm downstairs, knock on your door, and offer to do that. To watch you wither under him when he ate you out had fantasies playing out in his mind. Ones where he made you cum so hard, there would be no reason for you to run off to Europe. Daydreams where you both were naked and he was slowly fucking into you, kissing and nipping at your neck.

But you were busy. Your work was so important to you that Suguru didn’t want to hold you back. “I can’t. She’s working hard, and I don’t want to disturb her.” Satoru scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“If you don’t tell her how you feel, you’ll lose her.”

Suguru knows that Gojo is right. If he doesn’t tell you how he feels, eventually, someone else will tell you how they feel, and he will lose you. Or you would move to Europe and like it so much there that you stay. You might meet some European guy, fall in love, and get married. Leaving him alone in his apartment with his canvases and his paints. It would be his fault and his alone.

But he was nervous and didn’t want to lose you as a friend either.

These thoughts had him twisting and turning in bed long after Satoru left. His eyes focused on his clock as he tried to sleep. Suguru’s thoughts kept dancing between you staying with him, where you both were happy and others, where you left for Europe. He wasn’t an asshole; if this was something that you wanted to do, he would support you. Life was too short; he, of all people, knew that.

His eyes finally shut, allowing him to drift to sleep. When he was seventeen, sitting in an aquarium as the first and second years all wandered around, looking at the different sea creatures. He stood off to the side, watching as his group of friends, Gojo, Shoko, Nanami, Haibara, you, and—Riko.

She was in her ruffled white sundress, her blue eyes focused on the stingrays and the whale sharks. She was so happy, innocent, and—alive. Riko turned, waving at Suguru. You hurried towards Riko, throwing your arms around her and pressing your cheek against hers. She was merely a first year, but she’d grown close to his friend group, and he saw her as the little sister he never had.

“Suguru! Let’s go!”

Did he have to go? This place was so peaceful, so calm. He knew if he were to step towards the group, this happy memory, full of blue tints, would be transformed into blood-stained walls and lifeless eyes.

He didn’t want to see her die again for the millionth time. It never got easier, no matter how many times she dreamt about it. Swallowing hard, Suguru pushed himself up and stepped towards his friends' smiling faces. Before the entire room filled with a cerulean glow faded to black.

The second second, he’s on the ground, wheezing for air as lifeless blue eyes stare at him. A pool of blood spreads out on the ground beneath him, and Riko is pale, paler than usual. A trail of crimson drips from her mouth as her white sundress and headband are saturated with red. Suguru’s body hurt whenever he attempted to move. He tried to grab and reach her but wasn’t fast enough.

Riki’s hand twitches as her lifeless eyes dart in his direction. “You didn’t save me.” Her voice gurgled as more blood seeped out of the corner of her mouth. “You could have saved me, Suguru, but you pushed her out of the way instead.” Suguru shakes his head, tears flooding his eyes. “It should have been her!” Riko screamed, the dreamscape shaking, flickering into darkness.

When the crimson amphotsphere returns, Suguru’s breath lurches as you lay in Riko’s place. The eyes that were so full of light and happiness were full and blank. Your blood shining your skin, lips trembling as the life faded from you.

“I-I couldn’t—I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“You let her die.”

“I didn’t!”

“You did!” You screamed, your blood splattering on his face. “You let her die, Geto Suguru!”

���No!” Suguru screamed while sitting in bed, a cold sweat coating his skin.

Looking around the room, he was relieved to find no blood or past friends. But his gut twisted like a pretzel as the images of you lying on the ground flooded his mind like a poison. Were you okay? That had never happened before when you switched spots with Riko. So, his body was moving before his brain could produce rational thoughts. He ran, locking his apartment, bolting down the stairs to the first floor of the building.

Seeing you like that, coated in blood, left his skin icy as he ran to your apartment, slamming his fist against the door. “Answer, answer god, please.” He repeated over and over again, his eyes clamped tight as the fear tugged at every, never, every inch of his soul.

Just as he was about to slam his fist against the door again, it flung open, and there you stood, in your pajamas, with blue light glasses on. You were breathing heavily, eyes looking him over, taking him in as a whole, searching for injuries of any kind.

“Suguru? What’s wrong? What happened?” He doesn’t respond to your frantic questions; he instead grabs you, pushing his way inside your apartment and kicking the door shut. “Suguru?!” You yelp as you both fall to the floor, his arms wrapped firmly around you as he holds you flush against his chest; your best friend is shaking, his breath heavy as he clings to you as if you would vanish if he let go.

“Thought I lost you.” He whispered, his hands clinging onto your tank top.

“Suguru—” you whisper, hands gently caressing his back. “You’re not going to lose me.” You feel him relax against you, shaking softly as he pulls back an inch. “Nightmares again?” His dark strands of hair cover his eyes, but he nods. “Sugu, oh sweetie—do you wanna stay the night with me?”

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[nightgoodomens]

Hi, I follow your blog only recently and I find it very interesting. Thank you for your work and the information you give us. I've tried to reconstruct the facts you're talking about, but I can't quite understand what happened to the Oliviers in detail. Can you explain it better? If you have the time and desire, of course. Thank you!

Hi! Thank you so much!

So everything that happened around Oliviers was a lot of PR panic.

This is going to be LONG:

DT with family went to Cali for three weeks. That’s where all the weird far away pap shots and hidden videos were taken by GT. And the miserable pic of DT on the boat at Disneyland. If this was meant to prove that they’re *happily married* then it went down like a lead balloon. DT has never been this done before.

MS with family were sent to Disneyland at the same time, just a different one, and AL started her sudden “we are HAPPY!!!!!” attack - the thing about AL is that she always busts herself before anyone even says anything, excuses stuff before anyone blinks - so we were ready for something to go down because there was a sudden push from PR to show both families separate and “happy” (fucking idiots sent both to Disneyland though lmao).

And then we found out why.

Assembly was released, where Michael looked like he wanted to die as he was pushed, for the first time, to talk about AL. Well. It didn’t go great. He focused on the age difference and basically made it sound like they fucked up and had to make it work. The word “happy” was pushed in his mouth so he said it. Which linked us to AL’s “happy!!!!” theme and made sense of why she pushed it - PR knew MS wasn’t convincing especially since… automatically Michael switched the conversation to David. Again. And again. And again. And brightened up like a sunshine the second he did.

After that, a blind was released, talking about how the women are trying to sell a perfect Disney image while the men look happier when together or talking about each other. Blinds usually end up with huge damage control so all the drama was making sense.

AL lost her mind, she was suddenly shoving the relationship into everyone’s faces, answering fans about old photos, fighting with those who didn’t agree, fighting with Swedish media(!). It was embarrassing. MS as you can guess wasn’t involved at all. She was basically screaming on socials how they’re totally happy - because she said so.

DT and family came back from Cali. GT lost her mind too, suddenly doubling on her nastiness towards DT, to the point of promoting articles that were calling his expressions deranged and continuously crapping on the good articles. It was like she was taking all her frustration out on him publicly.

Then Oliviers happened.

The men didn’t meet on the red carpet. David was suddenly highly photographed sharing a hug with another man, of course not MS, this one was kept far away from him. The hug was photographed from every side, with all agents around them, and promoted on social media as bromance within three seconds. Damn not even antis bought this bullshit. David wanted to turn and go back but he was stopped and ushered inside, and there is a photo of him and GT sitting inside when it’s practically empty… with the agent talking to them.

MS arrived with AL after, her in a wannabe bride dress, him looking ready to slap some bitch.

At the end of the night there is a selfie GT posted of her and DT, there is also one of him with a fan - he looks unwell on both.

The ladies made the whole thing about themselves. GT called DT a loser. The next day, women angrily posted a group pic because fans reminded them that they’re here for the men.

A blurry video was released. Four of them standing together, DT pointing at MS, GT slapping her hand at him making his head snap towards her. MS looked aggravated.

GT’s nastiness continued online.

DT disappeared right after Oliviers. On his birthday, she posted a cold story with an old pic, which she followed with wishing another actress a happy birthday and saying she’s the fav tv wife for him, which was… questionable because her role was a toxic social media obsessed wife and his character was miserable in that movie. And funnily he said he related to this role a lot. She also added to not tell MS.

Well, the response came quick. A pic popped up on AL’s instagram wishing David a happy birthday and calling him Michael’s husband. The picture included Michael standing between cardboard cut outs of David and GT. And AL was holding a sign saying “winner” (not a loser).

Michael was seen prancing back to NT after that. He added a romantic song “Alone Together” to his playlist that day.

He also started missing stage door.

GT hasn’t posted anything suggesting any Birthday celebrations.

David remained nowhere to be seen. Michael suddenly stopped doing Nye too. They both disappeared.

A week later they re appeared together. At National Theatre.

DT took a pic with MS poster. Called himself a fanboy. Used a very telling song. Posted on GT insta. AL (Michael) reposted it saying “the best group pic we’ve ever taken ❤️”. Quite a dig at the shitshow of Oliviers and ladies withholding that group pic as the men came back with a bang. To me, they rebelled and that’s why they both disappeared until they could come back together, triumphant. GT is allowed barely any content of DT since and everything seems very calculated. AL is acting very reserved too. The ladies are mostly ignoring each other now.

And ever since the NT come back, both men have been more open about each other than ever before. DT talking about MS being in his life now, wearing matching bracelets, wanting to do GO until he dies… MS excluded AL from his interviews and podcasts entirely and talks about DT like everyone knows they’re together already. DT walks around NT wanting to be spotted, keeps on taking pics with all the posters. They’ve never been this free.

In my opinion, when PR tried to shove them in a closet, they disappeared because they rebelled. And triumphant came back together after negotiations that it seems they have won. And things have been very different and better for the men ever since.

Now these are my opinions so of course please feel free to look at these events and make your own judgment.

Phew!

#NightGoodOmens talks PR #NGO’s timeline

[kurosstuff]

As much as I adore romance with al. This is al were talking about. I adore the horror aspect of him after all

Warning(s): NO ROMANCE, horror, blood, cannibalsm. Alastor fucks with you, this is dark♡ like real dark, murder, trickery, ending is left up to you

Summary: haven't you ever been told to not touch what's not yours? To not go searching?

Alastor x gn!reader: the Boogyman.

@scoutswritingcorner hope you enjoy lovely

Sight seeing is fun. You get to see all sorts of interesting things and places.

Go places you've never been to or seen before - finding new and old things, like now. Your search for a very old artifact is now here. In front of this antique shop- you grinned, glancing at your phone

"New Orleans- the old and new antique shop.. this is it right?" Glancing back at your Taxi driver who grimaced at the building nodding slightly uncomfortable. For some reason or another. He wouldn't drive to close almost in fear of something

"You sure ya wanna be here? Alone? I mean.. these places ain't safe. Especially for a tourist, " the man spoke again, warning you of the dangers of this town. As he did the whole way. Yet the closer he got to the shop? He spoke of it more and mire. As if to get you to not do it. Smiling at him, he sighed, knowing nothing will change your mind "i' I mean even this place is forbidden from tourists!"

"I've come so far! It's the last piece of the puzzle!" You grinned happily, showing him your phone yet again blabbing on the reason why your here- "-I mean! The very last old artifact of the mysterious creature that plauged the town? Is here? I wanna see it!"

"Ya really wanna risk it all for a old busted thing? Who knows if it even works." He grumbled softly, staring at it. The story was well known to the townspeople, of course.

Wanting it swept under the rug as much as possible for the horrors that took place during the time.

Seeing you nod he grumbled softly again itching to tell you. To warn you. To try and again to shake you off this silly dream. He sighed. Under the unspoken hidden rule. He couldn't tell you. "Don't say I didn't warn you" before driving off

Grinning, you turned, walking up the path humming once you spotted the very building you were trying to find. You couldn't help but be nervous. What if this wasn't the right place? And you were being scammed?

Such a late thing to think as you opened the door stepping inside the small hut of a cabin. The inside somehow looked so much bigger and smaller, given the old nick nacks inside. The old antiques laid perfectly all around, almost untouched for centuries yet perfectly preserved. Cleaned and polished. Looking bright, almost brand new, but the items you spotted you knew. They were quite old.

You were curious- how did they touch? Smooth as you imagined or-

"Welcome to the shop- pick your items or look around," a grumpy voice called out, making you jump, yelping turning you flushed in embarrassment an old man sat at a booth drinking from a cup eyeing you annoyed "don't touch anything- their all fragile. You break you pay" he gestured to you grumbling as you disrupted his solidute.

"Uh- yeah, of course," you stumbled out, clearing your throat nervously going up to him. "I'm looking for uh something, Sir." Pulling your phone out ignoring his eye roll grumbling mumbling something before showing him the radio you were hunting for "this! Says here you'd have i-"

"It won't show unless it fucking wants to" he interrupted grumbling "don't bother searching only the unlucky finds the damned thing" he huffed out annoyed- rolling his eyes he waved you off "go on. Whatever you want carry it gently here I'll bag it for ya"

Blinking you huffed turning. The old man was of no luck whatsoever. Should have guessed from how uninterested he seemed to be. Looking around at all the items in thought a shiver ran up your back. Your legs felt not of your own walking as If you knew where to go- to walk. To look.

Walking until you wandered down a dark hallway. Bare of items as you followed swallowing your nerves. The uncomfortably feeling your not alone. That your doing something bad.

So? You decided to hum. To bring yourself comfort. To distract yourself from whatever you felt as you entered another part of the shop

Humming in the shop, you grinned. "Ah hah!" Lifting out an old radio - a red old themed radio. A deer themed one. You assumed it meant something but didn't know what - ignoring the shiver up your back, you held it up - smirking, you turned it around to look around "perfect condition ~" before frowning. No price tag. Sighing, you went bqck to the main room up to the counter, and the grumpy old man glanced over at you blankly

"Whatd you want?"

What a total grump. You hummed softly, placing the radio on the counter, staring up at him happily. "How much?" He slowly blinked as if he was in some sort of slumber. As if you woke him from his nap when you came up- which? You wouldn't be surprised if that was the case

Glancing down, he grimaced, glaring at the old thing as if it disgusted him. Like he never wanted to see it. "..you sure you want this? I'll let you take whatever else in the shop. Half off, " glancing up at you. Staring as if through you. As if staring at something else. Before you could ask, he groaned, waving you off, turning away. "Take it. Its free." Going back to cleaning leaving no room for any more talk.

Grinning you didn't think much of it. How odd it was he'd just hand it over to you for nothing. But you came here for this. So it was a good deal..

Right?

-

The second you got home you gently carried the surprisingly light radio into your home excitedly- rushing to your table putting it on it. Looking at how unbelievably odd the thing was.

How weird it looked. The first you suspected at the time period to have such a design

Sitting at your table, you stared at the old radio. Feeling it stare right back. You were curious of the old thing. Would it work? Was it broken? Was that why you were given it for free? Or was it something else? Just pure luck? Not

Grumbling, you looked around for the buttons, the almost ray of buttons forming a smile of sorts, if you looked just right. Pushing a button, you grinned a soft tune echoing from the old radio. "finally~ some old-time music~" you mused. Maybe it was one of those ones that only had a certain amount of stations? Running a hand over the antlers on the top of it in thought.

What an odd design. The dark red paint with the deer like appearance to the thing- you were at least glad it was small- "oh fuck-" you cursed the sharp part of the antler, piercing your finger, cutting you- your blooded finger you stood. Cursing in annoyance as you walked off to clean it

Unaware of the blood that got on the radio sucked it in. Evaporating into the old timed thing. As if feeding it.

-

You suspected the old radio was broken in some way. How it randomly started to play. Or to stop- looking it up gave the impression it was a faulty wiring. You grumbled rubbing your sleepy eyes as the loud Jazz started once more. It felt more like it was mocking you at this rate. But- it's common with old stuff you found out. So- deciding if it's just jazz music. You can handle that.

At least for the party with your friends next week itll be ok. It won't be too much of an issue.

A booming laugh escaped the radio yet again as if reading your mind. Finding amusement in your sleepless annoyance. Grumbling you turned blinking "what the-" how'd the radio get from the dining room to the kitchen? You didn't put it there.

You need that space to cook? So.. how the hell did it get there? Of all places? Rolling your eyes you picked the heavy radio up walking back to its temporary place. You assumed it was just your tiredness. How little you slept

-

You didn't wanna believe it. But you think maybe just.. maybe the things haunted like you've been warned about. Odd things have been happening. This whole week has been hell for you since you bought the thing.

How things have been going missing. How things have been moving. The bruises forming on your body.

The dreams

The nightmares to be more exact

Of this man. This tall Grey man. You couldn't make out much of his appearance, yet you knew he had antlers. Long antlers. And that smile. God that horrible smile- just way to wide- to sharp for anyone to have.

How he always watches you yet stands in the shadows watching. Unmoving yet you know he's there. You know it.

Shaking your head shivering of the odd feeling at how ever other day.

He's getting closer

-

And that damned smile gets wider.

Something is off about this nightmare.. you knew it was one from the devoid of color all around. The static like feeling that youd feel with the radio close by. Walking around your "home" quietly cautiously. The hallways feeling longer- so much longer. Like your in a maze.

Maybe you were.

The doors stretched our longer wider the more you turned. The hair on your neck standing slowly in a panic. Your only clear sign. That thing is here. Behind you like always- looking back you saw the shadow of the creature peaking at you- a smile on its face once it say that you noticed it. A sound was heard- swallowing you took a deep breath. Your heart pounding.

It was that of a cane. Tapping getting louder and louder. He spotted you. Not Like he never knew where to look but from what you gathered. He loves the chase. The thrill of the hunt it seemed. Why? You don't know. But you knew. He found his prey.

You.

Quietly you went into the room silent. Knowing from the past dreams if they were that. He hated it when you spoke. Speaking seemed to be that of "cheating" to him. His ears(If that's what those were) would easily catch you. Catch your voice ending the game so much later them planned

Not that I'd need to hear you

A radio rang out making you freeze- turning slow the cursed radio sat almost mockingly at you. Watching you- you shook violently bur why? Why are you so scared? It's just a nightmare. You can't die in a nightmare- you cant get hurt in a nightmare.

-

Can you?

This "dream." Feels like a warning. But? What for? A tap on the door caught your attention turning slowly you watched as the door creaked open a sound of echoed laughter from the radio played.

Mocking you. Shaming you for your choice. Bur what did you pick?

You feel like your going mad. Crazy. One day the horrors begin unending nightmares nightly but then it was like everything is fine. That nothing is wrong with the radio.

With you.

But something is wrong you just can't figure out what exactly. A soft tone played from the radio that once again started on its own. You hummed a rare peaceful moment that day from the laughs it played out. Made you feel like ir was laughing at your mocking you

The jazz was good. Distracting from what was happening but fluent. The old radio dispite it being old as fuck you assumes was good. Humming along peacefully to it before- the radio glitches out yet again.

The intruder entered from the back door of the poor unfortunate soul. Sad they forgot to check the lock.

You sighed. There it goes again. You frowned before you stopped. "Wait.. what?" Hearing the exact date it is. Today

The homeowner was well unaware of the horrible act that took place. How they were cleaning. How the plates were red. Stained

What you were doing right now. You shook your head- "nope. Nope nuh uh not- not listening" you teared up, shaking trying to turn the station- must be some sick joke- a similar thing couldn't LEAD to something horrible..

Right?

Turn around

Turning the dial, you frown. Static. "Damn it." You grunted, ignoring the glitches from the old thing. How jumbled words came out of it as if speaking to you- but radios can't do that. No radio's aren't like that-

I said. Look behind you.

Slowly you turned nothing seemed out of place. Seemed normal. Walking into the back as the radio went back to the tune before like nothing took place. Taking a deep breath turning the corner "just check. Then.. then it's fine. The doors locked."

Walking down the hall which oddly felt familiar- of course it would. This is your house yet. It felt like the nightmare all over again. The closer you got the louder your heart pounded in your chest. Slowly you turned the know. Locked.

A laugh was heard down the hall making you shakily sigh.

It was fucking with you again.

-

The day your friends came for the party not a big crowd just a small one. Just the three of your to celebrate your finding of thr radio- the door opened as rhey came in-

Laughing having a great time. Easily forgetting about the strangness that happened during the weeks of having the radio. Yet something felt off.

Not once today did it act up. Was it just in your head? Or was it giving you time with your friends?

"Oh sick this is it dude?" Your friend spoke lifting the radio up as he sat on the couch shifting it to the counter beside him. You nodded answering the questions you answered before abour it. Like on instinct. You didnt know half of the information you spoke.

Where'd you learn that?

Turning the radio on he hummed leaning back against the couch turning the TV on as well. Grumbling something about you needing more drinks in the kitchen

It was quiet. Before the radio came to life. Starting out normal before the voice began to speak through it

The day of the crime. It was unexpected. A normal Tuesday night between friends turned into a blood bath

You scrunched your nose up at the radio station. What a poor choice of a station your friend picked. "Hey. Gonna get the stuff in the car. Dont eat without me, ok?" You grumbled, patting your friends' arms, who shooed you off, laughing jokingly, walking out, you felt..

Off

The killer moved to the shed retrieving the ax hidden inside

The radio played in your head, making you panic. This isn't right. Your legs started to move. Against your will. Going to the car, you grabbed the item coming back inside, sighing

"Got it, dude!"

The killer came back inside. Slaughtering the first one in the house they saw. The poor soul sitting watching a show- unaware of their fate

"Oh, silly. You spilled your drink-" you grumbled, staring at your friend after they spilled their drink all over the ground

This isn't right

Hearing your friend in the kitchen call for you. You turned. "Oh yeah, I have it!" You smiled. Tearfully. Smile to wide coming into the kitchen

The next and last victim in the kitchen. Cooking up a lovely dinner for the house hold. Before they were turned into the meal itself. Killed and cooked

Blinking you found yourself in the dining table your two friends at the table *quiet* as you ate the pie your friend baked. "How long did this take you, dude?"

The killer committed a horrible act. But sources state. They weren't even aware

They didn't answer

Finishing the whole plate, you hummed, looking down "is this.. apple pie?" You hummed seeing how red the plate was. Licking your lips, you gagged. That... didn't taste like apple pie...?

Looking down at the plate in their hands. The police stated that they finally figured it out. What they did. The horrible crime they commited

Sobbing covered in blood- your friends blood all around. In your hands. Skin. Clothes even your hair. And worse of all-

Your mouth

"Oh- oh god i- no- no no no" you repeated shaking, dropping the bloodied ax on the ground screaming out in agony "NO- NO I- I DIDN'T FUCKING DO IT- OH GOD" you sobbed out shaking as the silence deafened you.

Before a static broke through the air. How it laughed. Mocked you - "Shut up!" you choked out, turning to the old radio shaking in disgust- you murdered..no. ate. Your friends. The ones you knew since childhood. Your family. Gagging, you sobbed harder, shaking

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME-" you screamed yelling at the radio getting more distressed - panicked - what is that noise? Your heart pounded in your ears shaken up the acts repeating in your head how you murdered them.

"W-why? Why are you doing this? I- I didn't do anything to you!" You screamed out sobbed out bloodied from his attacks. Yet he never moved. It was like again the shadows danced around your bloodied form. Mocking you. Laughing

Ate them

Sirens were heard in the distance you sobbed spitting the blood in your mouth out knowing you were caught. Gonna be framed.

Standing you grabbed the axe staring at the radio who laughed loudly at you mockingly repeating the crimes you committed aloud as you heard it spoken.

I would not do that if I were you~

Stepping forward shaking something told you this was a bad idea. That you shouldn't do this. But you will. Even if it kills you. You will destroy that fucking radio. Lifting the axe up you were abour to swing as the radio grew silent

Screaming you dropped the axe in pain. Looking down you saw what looked like a tendril piercing into you from behind. Falling to the ground bloodied mixed with yours and your friends blood you sobbed.

What was to happen to you? Were you gonna die?

Looking back you shook "no no- your- your not REAL" you screamed see omg the very figure that plagued you. Plagued your dreams.

He's quiet watching you. His sickening smile growing fhe barley lit room showing just his outline but. His eyes. That smile. Glowed like he WANTED you to see him. As the tendrils hit you over and over. Yet careful to not hit anything important.

He wanted you alive

You had your chance. Your single chance

For the first time since he began this torment. This torture, which was three months ago yet. Felt longer. He began to move. Silently walking to you- the only thing that broke the silence besides your cries and screams was the tapping of his cane.

The static growing from the old radio as he moved

He was in a good mood. Why didn't you agree? Stop that idea?

The closer he got. Those horns on his head grew - blinking, you shook, feeling like you were gonna be sick - his body began to crack. Reforming himself to tower over you. His broken looking body staring down at you as if he found this humorous tilting his head again the radio played a soft familiar tune.

Where did you hear that?

"Because you pressed play,"

-

his voice spoke for the first time. Echoing in and out. As if he himself was a radio. You sobbed as everything went black.

You've felt off. Tired. Way more tired then usual.

And now Two weeks after...the accident. You could barely leave the bed. At first chalking it up to depression but...somethings wrong

The radio has been more active lately too after the silence after you attempted to attack it. Saying phrases you were to tried to hesr. But you know.

It was watching you.

Sighing, you walked, yawning your chest heavy as you passed the radio in the living room. Where it was not last night

"Stop it. Not in the fucking mood' shivering you felt colder then usual glancing in the mirror seeing how pale you look. How exhausted you were.

The poor soul was truly trapped in my palms!

A laugh.

Or.. shall I say.. my stomach?

Glancing at the radio you grimaced at that. What it reminded od what you did. You sighed. The trail was today.

You don't even know how you were able to stay home after the police busted through. Saw what you were tricked into doing.

-

You were to tired to care of what would happen to you. How your phone blew up from people shaming you for the murders.

You had one last play to attempt after all.

Praying- that's all you did the whole day. Not stopping even as your knees ached. Burning to get up. You prayed to God. To get rid of this demon.

This entity that plagued you. That wouldn't let you go.

Hunted you.

Made you do horrible things.

You just knelt. Repeating the words given to you from the Father you spoke to beforehand. Tearing up your neck felt like it was closing from the lack of a breath you took.

You hopped in your final moments if they decided to kill you. Execute you. That you'd be safe. Free of the demons. And spend your afterlife in peace.

Sitting in jail, you sobbed. Not in fear, no. In relief that the fucking radio no where to be seen. No where around you- you can finally rest well. Sleep well. Eat well without the fear of it not being what you thought

-

The trial up to your imprisonment. The radio never played once. Never went off even after you threw it in the box to hide away.

You were free of it

Wandering around for a couple days, you couldn't help but feel free. Dispite being in jail. In prison- you were free.

Away from those cursed thoughts. Thst damned demon.

Weeks went by. You smiled. You truly were free. Didn't need to look over your shoulders. Made new friends with the...better.. inmates. You made a "family."

Entering your room, you hummed, almost missing the box on the bed looking around. You went up to it. No note. Nothing. Smiling happily must have been a gift- opening it you froze. Dropping the box as you sobbed backing away from the item that laid untouched in the box

"No NO I DONT WANNA DO IT ANYMORE. YOU HAD YOUR FUN-" you screamed the radio. The very one you Sought to never witness. Sat staring at you

Why end the game this soon ~ you have more friends now then ever beter?

You paled shaking your head

Oh but that's where the game truly starts ~ and remember

Laughter echoed through the room as the shadows grew longer grinning laughing Mockingly

I will never. Ever. Let you go~

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[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

tiny prompt for you: Ed and Stede have a “pamper yourself” kind of spa day

"You know," Ed said, pushing his sunglasses down his nose so he could actually look at Stede (the plastic sunglasses from Claire's were cute, but not great for actually seeing out of), "this is fun. This is really fun."

He'd thought Stede might be falling asleep at the other end of the bathtub, but at that he wrinkled his nose, reaching up to slowly remove the cucumber slices from his eyes. "This is fun," he agreed. "I think I heard a but coming on, though."

They'd just properly moved in together, and it had been a long fucking week. Ed had been living out of a drawer at Stede's place for a while, and when their leases were both up, they'd decided to go in together on a bigger apartment, one with room for an at-home painting studio for Ed and a big kitchen for Stede.

It had been a long week, full of moving boxes and painting and assembling new furniture, but now it was the weekend, and Ed woke up with a sore knee and Stede had a sore back, so they just...hadn't done any of that stuff today. A spa day, Stede suggested, and they quickly discovered they'd neither of them ever really had something like that before.

It had been pretty amazing, honestly. They'd gotten dressed in fun, comfy clothes, Stede choosing to just wear his favorite golden robe and Ed deciding to try out a soft, fun rainbow pastel skirt he'd been a bit too nervous to take outside the house yet. They'd made DIY face scrubs, did each other's hair up with fun hair clips, painted each other's nails, and now they were finally getting to chill in the bathtub they'd picked specifically because it was big enough for the both of them.

"It's a very silly but," Ed hedged, scooping up a handful of bubbles from their bath and arranging them carefully along Stede's chin.

"I love all your buts," Stede said, far too earnestly for a guy with a bubble beard. "Well - maybe one butt more than others -"

"I knew it," Ed pretended to groan, tossing his head back in faux dispair. "I knew you were just in this relationship for my ass."

"I mean, your ass is great," Stede laughed, "but right now I'm waiting to hear about that but."

"Alright, alright." Ed pulled his knees up, rubbing his pruned thumbs over the soap-slippery skin, looking down at the iridescent water. "This is really fun. But. It kinda feels like...I dunno, that I'm not supposed to get this. Y'know what I mean?"

"Mm, yeah," Stede hummed thoughtfully. "Like...like someone's gonna come in here and start yelling at us."

"Yeah," Ed mumbled, resting his chin on his knees. "That's it, that's the feeling exactly."

"Well." Stede got himself a handful of bubbles, and he put his right on the tip of Ed's nose. "That's not gonna happen. Because - because fuck anyone who says we don't deserve this."

It still sounded like Stede was trying to convince himself, too.

"Yeah," Ed whispered, and then - "fuck you, dad!"

"Whoo!" Stede cheered, accidentally flinging bubbles when he tossed a hand in the air. "Fuck your dad, and my dad - fuck you, Nigel!"

"Yeah, fuck 'im!" Ed whooped. "Fuck you, Hornigold! We're taking a bubble bath and there's not a damn thing you can do about it!"

"We're not getting out of this tub until we please," Stede announced. "Just try and make us! We're relaxing!"

"We're unwinding!"

Stede rested his hand on the rim of the tub, smiling when Ed reached out to lace their fingers together. "And no one can tell us we don't get to do things like this. Ever again."

Still hard to believe that, maybe. But even once they got out of their bath, they'd trade shoulder massages, and feed each other pieces of cake, and Ed would pout until Stede carried him to bed. And, as it turned out, Stede was quite right - no one would ever get to tell them they didn't deserve soft, sweet days like this, ever again.

#ofmd #pccp's kidney stone fics #thanks so much miles! <3

[alottiegoingon]

hc!friends to lovers

natalie scatorccio x fem!reader

summary: going from friends to lovers with nat

warnings: golden retriever gf x black cat gf dynamic, nat is secretly a softie, drugs and mommy/daddy issues mentions, cursing, pure fluff, not proofread

𖧊 to this day, nat still has no idea on how you two became friends. you were too different

𖧊 it started with you complimenting her makeup once and she was so rude cause she thought you were making fun of her

𖧊 “your eyeliner is so pretty,” you tried to be nice just to receive a “fuck off” and a middle finger right to your face. you were flabbergasted! you were just trying to be nice to a pretty blonde girl and now you were her enemy?

𖧊 your huge smile disappeared in seconds and when nat realized you weren’t mocking her, she got desperate. “oh, shit. you were actually serious?”

𖧊 she was constantly being slutshamed and harassed by the mean students and the idea of being complimented by you didn’t even make it to her head

𖧊 you were too sweet for her taste. too smiley, too happy, too soft and too excited. her words, not mine. but damn, you were pretty

𖧊 not that she would ever tell you that, but being friends with you was better than spending her days alone or with the other two guys she had for friends but were nothing but drug buddies

𖧊 “dude, what the fuck is that?” she grunts at the second you show her one of your favorite songs by backstreet boys “it’s so cheesy!”

𖧊 you held her arms and made her dance with you and she was so embarrassed and tried to brush it off by complaining a lot but her eyes didn’t lie. she kinda enjoyed that

𖧊 then, late at night when she’s unable to sleep, she secretly listen to the too happy and annoying shit type of songs you liked just to think of you :(

𖧊 she eventually found herself enjoying the cranberries, spice girls and lots of your catchy pop or soft songs while doing chores and would never forgive herself for that

𖧊 at first, nat was easily annoyed by you. by your overwhelming enthusiasm and positivity and how you would always see the good in others even if they didn’t deserve

𖧊 however, that didn’t mean you wouldn’t speak up for her. if anyone was caught talking shit about nat, you were always the first one to have her back. “excuse me? hi. that’s my friend you are talking about and you might wanna apologize to her right now!”

𖧊 bless your heart you really tried to be scary like her. at least the intention was there right

𖧊 “i don’t need you to defend me,” she was already snarling at you but you could see in her eyes that she didn’t mean that. she just didn’t like being vulnerable in front of others

𖧊 nat was tough, she could take care of herself. you knew that but you couldn’t let anyone be mean to her

𖧊 “i know, but i care about you!” “yeah, whatever 🙄🙂”

𖧊 and it worked the other way around as well. a single threatening glance of nat was enough to make anyone scared of even saying your name. yes, you were a pain in her ass but she was the only one who could say that

𖧊 “but you just said she was annoying,” her friend kevin defends himself from her scary look. “don’t call her that, asshole”

𖧊 nat couldn’t invite you over to her house trailer so you would usually hang out at your house or secret places she knew

𖧊 nat is a really lonely and independent person and that’s a consequence of her unstable childhood. running away from the mess she had for parents, she eventually discovered a nice small park with pretty trees around and thought it would be the perfect hiding spot

𖧊 smoking with nat? obviously a must. you would give her the old speech saying that it was terrible for her physical and mental health (🤓☝️) even if you were 100% sure that she wasn't listening and was just giving you ironic commments. "you don't say, princess"

𖧊 deep down, very deep down, she appreciated you

𖧊 “kevin told me he caught you listening to backstreet boys yesterday” you smile at her, watching her messy bleached hair cover half of her face as she smokes

𖧊 “fucking kevin,” she mutters under her breath and it’s the perfect opportunity to play around with her. “aren’t you gonna deny it? wow, you must really like me, nat”

𖧊 “shut up, princess.”

𖧊 it was meant to be ironic but since the first time she called you that, you two were sure that it was nothing but a caring nickname and you were a complete sucker for it

𖧊 spending time together became a casual thing and as essential as breathing. that didn’t go unnoticed

𖧊 showing up to support her on a game day or just practice, holding a big sign with her name written with gliter gel pens and smiley faces and cheering so loud that people near you had to cover their ears

𖧊 thanks to that, she was so flustered that couldn't focus on the actual game

𖧊 classically, the yellowjackets would always make fun of her when you were around but especially when you weren’t. “are you happy that your girlfriend came to see you today?” van teases nat and suddenly she became their favorite subject to talk about

𖧊 “she’s not my fucking girlfriend!” she flips them off and storms off to hide how unbelievably red her cheeks were

𖧊 nat didn't take long to realize she felt different about you. but her doing your eyeliner to match her after you insisted didn't help. it was pretty hard to mantain her toughness when you were lying in bed with her on top, straddling you with face so close that you could smell the blunt in her breath

𖧊 "thanks, nat. what do you think?" you ask when she's done

𖧊 "not bad. thanks to me, obviously," she acts casually but she's like 🧍🏼‍♀️😊😮‍💨😵 seeing you with her goth ass makeup

𖧊 being jealous of you near anyone who would say hi to you was also a clear sign

𖧊 going from friends to lovers with nat would be something hard for her at first. she isn't used to trusting people that much. loving someone? what was she thinking?!

𖧊 this means that she would definitely push you away, intentionally or not, and would act weird for days until you finally confronted her

𖧊 and she tries to be rude to make you leave but it doesn’t work. eventually she opens up about her feelings, shaking and at the verge of tears, and you hug her tightly

𖧊 “i like you too, nat”

𖧊 holds your chin when kissing you 😵‍💫

𖧊 jealous girlfriend that was always there to keep an eye on you but wouldn’t say the words “i’m jealous” even if her life depended on it

𖧊 dating nat meant her having part time jobs to save money for weeks just to buy you something nice for your birthday or to take you to a special place in a special occasion. you cried like a baby

𖧊 you were aware that she struggled with money and you weren't rich either, so you kept things discreet. you would come to her with a tape with lots of songs that reminded you of her, "nat, you won't believe what i made you!"

𖧊 “i have no idea, baby..." but she definitely did cause you would do that at least twice a month

𖧊 she would be the first one to say “i love you” accidentally and got so stressed trying to fix her mistake with a cough but you had heard her and was freaking out, smile from ear to ear

𖧊 “you’re a moron, i love you” it took her five seconds to go from 😁 to 😧

𖧊 “i love you too.”

𖧊 when it comes to affection, i feel like she would be hesitant at first, not knowing what to do. having sex with random people was really different from wanting to show her love for you, it was harder

𖧊 realistically, nat wouldn't be the touchy type. she never really experienced affection from her parents (at least not in a long time), so it would be something new, but wouldn't be opposed to it once she realized how comforting it felt

𖧊 100% touch starved. you stroke her cheek once and she's tearing up already

𖧊 pretends to be bothered but always melts completely when you kiss her and loves to hold hands and intertwine fingers

𖧊 not everything was perfect and sharing feelings wasn’t easy for her. either way, you were always there for her, listening to her talk about her shitty parents or just comforting her after a bad day

BONUS!!!

𖧊 if the iconic barbie movie was released in the 90s, you would BEG her to wear pink clothes to go to the movies together and she would deny it every single time

𖧊 “but it would be so cute! we would match 🥺” you insisted, knowing that she was so close to cave in

𖧊 “it’s gonna make me look stupid, i don’t wear pink. quit it, princess,” nat nods, convinced that you would eventually forget about it

𖧊 a week later, nat is found at the movie theater looking like a damn flamingo

𖧊 “what happened to you? met an unicorn on the way here?” shauna mocks her as soon as she sees the blondie wearing a bright pink suit and black boots, matching your same color dress

𖧊 “shut up,” she gives them her middle finger

𖧊 “happy wife, happy life,” tai murmurs and she just nods, defeated. shauna, tai and van, all in pink thanks to your incessant pleas, followed her to get the tickets while you and jackie were excitedly buying snacks and pink popcorn containers shaped like barbie’s car

𖧊 (she definitely cried at the end and you had to kiss her tears away)

#had a hard time making this not angsty #yellowjackets #yellowjackets x reader #natalie scatorccio x reader #natalie scatorccio

[memyselfandmya]

RAW REACTIONS TO JWCT

Spoilers below the cut, and warning it's long. My thoughts are all over the place rn so you'll get more organized posts tomorrow

Ep. 1

“Just the one.” FML

Darius you’re such a funny little guy

“I’m not talking about the island I’m talking about what happened after.” AHHHHHHH. The way this line was delivered and animated.

The family photos on the wall feel so symbolic. 

It’s sad how Darius has to go through this process of grief again.

What’s Brand doing to get himself into trouble?

*soft music plays* “And here with me live are the improbable survivors of the Jurassic World incident, the Nublar Six” CAN YOU HEAR ME FUCKING SOBBING.

Ben scrunched over that little compute please I can’t 😭

What’s especially sad about Darius’ grief is that he’s not just sad and depressed as if he’s accepted her death, it’s that he pushed himself into a sort of state of almost denial where he’s still calling her and stuff.

These raptors are freaky

1st episode over yayyyy

Ep. 2

Not the keys Darius 

The tensionnn

Ben and his driving skills 

Ben’s poor van

Ben still being the well prepared man he is

Ben…I’m concerned what is that board you have going on there

Why are these grown ass men living such horrible lives? Eating canned cheese out of a dirty mug? A spoon in a boot that makes sloshing noise?

Ben back at it w the shaving cream/ whipped cream. 

Darius is so unconvinced

BEN throwing Darius phone out like it was nothing plssss and his reaction 

BROOKLYNN I MISS YOU 

She’s so pretty though

Very ominous great way to emphasize Ben’s paranoia 

These poor traumatized kids

“Is your friend okay?” “No.” PLSS I’m glad he knows it

THE FUCKING FORESHADOWING 

OH THE SUSPENSE 

Ep. 3

Sammy’s ranch is so cuteeee

SAMMY MI AMOR THEIR REUNION IS JUST SO PRECIOUS 

The locs thing omg 

“Have you seen my pitchfork” she asks casually as if she’s a witch hunter during the Salem witch trials 

What do you mean Sammy isn’t talking to her parents 

Their reunion is soooo cute 

Sammy you are a queen and I love you.

FUCK YOU CARL

I forgot we were in Texas lmao

OH MY FUCKING GOD IT’S SAMMY SEEING BROOKLYNN FOR ME 😭 now it’s definitely for sure that Sammy died her hair in honor of B. Brooklynn’s jacket 😭

SAMMY 😭😭😭 “or Yaz pulling away from me”

FUCK OH MY GOD CARLS DEAD

Got me ugly crying 

Ep. 4

Darius’ humor is immaculate 

Everybody’s calling Ben by his full name and I love it

WHAT? GIRLFRIEND??

Nooo the brothers are fighting

Kenji has… downgraded

Oop- no the money loss

Sammy that kick was awesome marry me plz wait no u have Yaz marry her and then marry me

I knew they were fighting but god damn he rlly just shut the door or Darius like that

Kenji I love you dude but take this seriously 

Ooh the tension

Ouch, brooklynns death

Double ouch, Kenji blames Darius. Of course 

OH MY GOD HE’S OUT OF PRISON

“Once you lose my trust, you lose it. Forever.” Damn. Hang on let me go check off Kenji and his daddy issues off my bingo card rq

The girlies aren’t in a good place 😭😭 “why did she say something?” Plssss

I love how Sammy car jacked Ben by tickling him for his keys

Them abandoning Darius with Kenji 💀

I  love the rock climbing scene 

“where were you the night Brooklynn died?” Oop- we’re doing up this now?

OH!? oh

Awww fuckkkkkk 😭

That’s another mark on my card

YAY BROOKENJI IS OVER

but also damn… poor Kenji 

“Wait how do I get back down?” You’re so real Darius 

Aww bumpy noooo

Ep. 5

DANG THAT COMPY GOT SWEPT UP

“Hey that song kinda reminds me of that” *turns music off* oh

“Not taking family advice from a kid who hasn’t called his own mother in over a month.” OH. WERE YOU SILENT OR WERE YOU SILENCED. THE BOYS ARE TAKING SHOTS AT EACH OTHER 

YASAMMY

“Oh yeah, Darius warned me. LMFAO

Ohh she told you Benjamin. No more carob. 

The gyrosphereeeee

Oh fuck this guy whoever you are.

“Free the Dino’s.” YESSSSSSSS 

I had a feeling we’d see kenjis dad

“Did you have Brooklynn killed?” Oh going in hot ig

Oh shit- DAMN BEN AFTER ALL THIS TIME

OK, I feel bad for Sammy because even after all of these years, she makes one mistake by spying for mantah corp and people still kind of hold it over her head, even her best friends. that must suck 

Ooh the tension

“Don’t do the Japanese thing. You know I don’t speak it.” Ooh we’re bringing the culture too! JW ain’t playing 

Oh shit-

YOU DONT MANIPULATE MY SON ANYMORE OH SHITTTTTT

AHHH SAMMMYYYYYYYY

I love how Ben and Sammy take down a Dino abuser just as a little side quest

Aww they’re so cute  OH MY GOD WTF HE’S THE “WEVE GOT A PROBLEM DUDE”???

Poor kenji THATS RIGHT YOU STAND UP TO HIM KENJI FUCK YOU DANIEL

“Im not afraid to get my hands dirty” oh shit-

OH FUCK CAN THEY CAMOUFLAGE??

OHH SHIT

WHO TF IS THAT SHE LOOK LIKE A FUCKING DOLL I WANT MY MOM HELP

FUCK OH MY GOD FUCK WHAT THE HELL

POOR KENJI

THAT CANT BE A FUCKING REAL PERSON

WHO TF IS THAT IN THE CAR??

AWWWWWWWW FUCK KENJI IM SO SORRY

Ep.6

YAZ MY SWEET GIRLY HIIII AWW POOR GIRLY DAMN NOT EVEN A FULL MINUTE IN AND WERE ALREADY BRUNGING IN THE TRAUMA

she’s so pretty thoughhhh

Aww brooklynnn 

AWW THE BABY TALK

Aww the trauma poor baby I just wanna give her a hug

“Any particular reason I’m here and not Sammy?” Ooohh

Awwwww

Yaz I love you. You’re so pretty, and cool, and just a bunch of good things

OH MU GOD THAT PIC OF THEM IS SO CUTE

Are you gonna answer the phone Yaz?

YAYYYY SHE PICKED UP

MY GIRLIES I LOVE THEM

“Wait you’re coming here?” You can hear the panic in her voice.

IM SO GLAD TO SEE YOU YAZ

Yaz is definitely suspicious. 

AHHH THEY SAID THE L WORD

I love this episode already

It’s so amazing that they’re actually addressing their mental health. I don’t think I’ve ever heard children’s shows say the words  traumatizing and ptsd.

Oop. So this is where you live Yaz?

Awwwwww she’s waiting for them AWWWWWWWWWWWW (MORE LIKE A SHRILL SHRIEK) THEYRE REUNITED 

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH IM CRYING 

Awww I love Ben and Yazs friendship so much

Ooh time to drop the news

This place is so pretty and nice and Yaz genuinely seems to be happy. Also she knows people :)

“Benny Boy.” Aww

Sammy is not enjoying this place lmao

“You’re favorite.” Oop-

UH OH IM SCARED I DONT WANT TO SEE THEM FIGHT I THOUGHT I WAS READY BUT I DONT KNOW

WE GIT THE SCENE

BEN GET YIUR GOOFY ASS OFF THE GROUND

IM SCAREDDDDD 

Oh shit

AHHHHH 

OH FUCK FUCK I DONT WANT TO SEE THEM AGRUE DIDNT WE HAVE ENOUGH OF THAT IN CAMP CRETACEOUS 

I love that Sammy is trying to protect Yaz but she is taking it a little too far. Ben is me, I can’t see I’m blinddddd blinddddd blindddd

But also Yaz you didn’t keep in contact?? 

Oh shit Yaz has a point though *shrieking*

Not the fucking time Ben 

I take it back this isn’t my favorite episode I don’t love this episode

Ben struggling to give advice plssss. I love you dude

I love Yaz and Ben’s friendship so much though

“When me and my girlfriend—“ the swoop up, like right Yaz. “I’m sorry girlfriend?” Right. That’s what we’re all wondering

“Why does everyone act so surprised when I say that?” BECAUSE YOU’RE GAY??

OH FUCK OH FUCK PEOPLE ARE DYING OH FUCK RICH DIED

I DONT KNOW WHO HE IS BUT HE IS DEWD. EATEN. GONE OH SHIT POOR YAZ

aww poor Sammy I just thinks Yaz needs some great room. 

Sammy was definitely abt to say “how the hell”

WE GOT THE OTHER SCENE

The little side eye Ben gives Yaz after “big Ben’s got moves” <3<3

OH FUCK THEY ARE TRAPPEDOh dpw is here they got it

the little hand hold <3<3

OH FUCK THE DPW IS NOT THERE THEY DONT GOT IT THE DPW IS MAKING IT WORSE FUCK I HAD A FEELING 

OH FUCK THEYRE FAKLING IN THE WATER

OH MY GOD WTF

Ep. 7

Oh they are under under.

My worst fear lowkey

oh shit…

OH SHIT THEY ARE SO CUTE AWWWW

poor kenji… awww fuck this is so sad. 

Who is this guy??

Uh oh… the dpw

Kenji poor baby

WHAT ARE YALL JUST DOUING SITTING THERE???

Ben really? Ductape

That’s my strong girls 

Nah this shit is terrifying 

Oh thank god 

Oh shit we’re finding out what happened 

Aww a little girl 

Oop corruption… but for a good cause?

Oh shit

How tf did Brooklynn not feel those footsteps?

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.

Is Brooklynn actually dead? Moment of truth.

Awww no no no no 😭 Darius fuckkkkk 😢

I can’t believe they actually showed a pool if blood. Brooklynns pool of blood

Wait so they saw her dead body? So she’s actually dead? Or what?

Oh fuckkkkkklk 😖 

STOP 😭

AWWW YASAMMY IS SO FUCKING CUTW AWWWWv

Not the random Italian 😭

OOH FUCK NOT THE PASSWORD UH OH

STFU DUDE

Ben was WAITING to throw those phones

Yaz I love you. “I am so going to haunt them from beyond the grave.”

I KNEW THE ROOM WE SAW WAS BROOKLYNN’S PLACE

Her house is so cuteeee

Please Sammy your voicemail 😭 I love how we’re getting to hear everyone’s voicemail

Awww

Oooh the plot thickens

Oh shitttt BROOKLYNN WTF ARE U DOING?

A FEW MILLION?? PASS THAT ON OVER RIGHT OVER HERE

OH SHIT

Ep. 8

WTF ARE YALL DOING WHY ARE YOU DIRECTLY IN THE CAGE WITH THE DINO ARE YOU ACTUALLY INSANE ATP YOU’RE GIVING IT A FREE MEAL YAZ WTF ARE YOU DOING YALL ARE TESTING FATE RN

KENJI YOU CANT BE SCREAMING LIKE THAT ALSO WTF WAS THAT SCREAM but also I can’t judge that’s me when I see a spider 

Oh I forgot abt all of those voicemails Darius sent

Aw lowkey poor dinosaurs

Who is he?

Kenji you’re such a goofball. Eew no I take it back gagging barfing gross wtf 

No Brooklynn what’d we say abt the baby talk pls no

Yes, Darius I am sufficiently uncomfortable 

Uh oh the boys are tussling I’m getting flashbacks to Ben and Darius 

Awww dariusssss 😭

Camp fam try not to get recognized by strangers challenge quick, start

Damnnn Sammy that was smooth. 

Darius… why are you in that gross ass tub

Camp fam boys try not to be gross challenge 

WHATTT

HANDS TO MY MOUTH IM ACTUALLY SHOOK RN

WDYM “I WAS IN LOVE WITH BROOKLYNN”

I DIDNT THINK THERED BE DINOSTAR WTF

OMG

Please get out of the fucking tub

You don’t know what’s been done in there

Are we just abandoning all self respect we have 

HOLY SHIT

oh is it the video? The video of her death?

Bumpyyyy

Oh fuck… 

YAZ 😭😭😭 “boo.” Please I love youuu

Right, that’s my reaction lmao

Oop Brooklynns mad

Nah cause she stared at that dinosaur for 3 straight up seconds girl has your time on numblar taught you anything??

In my Abby Lee voice: “BROOKLYNN HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING?!”

no wonder your ass got ate

I’m sorry that’s mean.

I love you girly

Oh fuck.

Girly is dead

😭😭😭

“You and me, we’re brothers right?” STOP YOURE BREAKING MY HEART 😭😭😭😭😭

Stoppppp

Will we ever find out why Darius wasn’t there??

Oop dinosaurs 

What’s wrong with bumpy??

AHHHH SHE SAID IT SHE SAID THE CHAOS LINE “maybe not”

“What are you looking at?” Pftttt

Uh oh. He’s dead…

Oh well

Oh now they’re really looking 

“Yeah I don’t like that at all.” Yeah but I loveeee you Sammy 

Ep. 9

Poor Sammy but girl you need to chill

Bumpy???

Awww. I love yasammy and seeing them work through the it issues. ASWWWWWWW

OOH the gangs all here

How tf did Darius and Kenji scale that fence

Oh shit,

Miss ma’am you are too pretty to be participating in nefarious acts like this 

Lmfao “okay we get it you’re a climber”

What did I tell you girl? Way too pretty to be doing this shit

Come on Kenji put those protein drinks to work

Yaz wearing a crop top 🥰

Awww bunny nooo fuck fuck

Awww Ben 💔

Oh fuck no I would not be climbing up there 

the gangs all here

Okay kenji 

Damn Sammy you stay trying to knock kenji out I love you ❤️ 

Also the part where Yaz is covering both their mouths? So badass

Awww reunion how sweet

PFTTT DARIUS 

BUMPY NOOOO 😭

Oh so when they said international they meant international 

Oh shit…fuck… Brooklynn :(

LMFAO BEN

Oh…Ben 

Bumpy…

OH SHIT BUMPY IS SHE HAVING…

OH WAIT SAMMY’S SO PRETTY

FUCK WAIT BUMPY

NOOOOOOOO WTF

OH WAIT WTF

SAMMMYYYY 

STOP FOOLING US

YALL R SO WROMG FOR THAT

LMFA “DON’T THINK ABT IT BUD” 

cmon did you rlly have to ruin the happy moment?

Ep. 10

HOLY SHIT LAST EPISODE 

Oh the plot THICKENS 

SAMMY I LOVE YOU

OKAY BIG BEN OH SHIT BIG BENS DOWN

SAMMY I FUCKING LOVE YOU

OH SHIT OH SHIT THE TENSION IS INCREASING

NOOONOT HER SHE SCARES ME

AHHH I WANNA GO HOME

SHE CANT BE FUCKING REAL 

oh shit…

WAIT so it was the atrociraptors that killed Brooklynn???

OH FUCK HOW IS THIS A KIDS SHOW

YOU KNOW WHERE WHAT!?!?

OH FUCK

OH FUCK IT SMELLS THEM

OH SHIT

OH FUCK?

what if it’s Ronnie?

Oh it’s Mateo okay. 

TORO??

Aww yasammy

DAMN THAT SHOT WAS COOL THE TREX AND THE EXPLOSION 

HE PUNCHED IT 

AHHHHHH YAZ SAMMY YASAMMY OH MY GOD “MY GIRL” OH MY FUCKING GODDDD

NOW THAT WAS A SHOT STRAIGHT FROM TEXAS

THE KICK!?.

OH MY GODDDD HES ABOUT TO DO THE THING 

HES DOING THE THING OH MY GOD THE PARALLELS 

HOLY SHIT THIS SCENE IS INCREDIBLE 

THAT FUCKING ROAR

Oh?? The Broker??

HAHAHA THATS WHAT YOU GET 

WHY IS THIS BITCH STILL ALIVE AND HERE?

OH FUCK BYE BITCH WITH THAT UGLY ASS HAIRCUT 

Lmfao not them shitting on kenjis camper

Are they going to Brooklynn’s apartment?? Abroad?? 

THE LOOKS OF SHOCK ON THEIR FSCES RIGHT BEN THAT WAS MY REACTION 

AWWW NOT THE UNREQUITED LOVE TROPE

AWW FUCK :( :(

YAY WERE GOING ON AN ABROAD JOURNEY 

JESUS FUCK MATTEO 

OH MY GODDDD WERE GOING ON A TRIP IN OUR FAVORITE CARGOSHIP 

RONNIEEEEEE HI DARLING

OH WAIT WTF RONNIE WHATE R U DOING DONT TELL ME…

wait…… is she texting…

Wait wait wait this could be either good or bad but I’m thinking good

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HOLY FUCKING SHIT I WAS RIGHT WE WERE RIGHT RUGHT 

OH MY FUCKING GOD OH MY GODDDDDDDD WE WERE RIGHT 

OH MY GOD SHES ALIVE AND SHE LOOKS SO BADASSS

#jwct #jurassic world chaos theory #jwct spoilers

[odairsangel]

IMAGINATIONS (or reality) / r. cameron

warnings: smut, profanity, virgin, cream-pie daydream, feral sex daydream, degradation, praise, mentions of size kink but not really related to the story

a/n: didn't do a proofread.

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You and Rafe had been dating, he took things slow since you where a virgin but one day, he just couldn't help but want to fuck your little virgin-cunt, he would start moving when you thought you were done again, growling and panting into your neck, rutting into you like a damned animal.

Dragging your hips up so he could get a better angle to fuck into and maybe he snarls as he pounds into his cunt as he cums again, shuddering the whole way. by the time he's done with you your hole is dripping and im almost crying into the bed with how good it all feels while he cleans you up.

But that was just his imagination, what was yours? Is a question he always wanted to ask but never wanted to ask. He still was taking it slow, or maybe he was just going to push you today to see what you would do, maybe you two would get to fuck. Maybe.

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶

“Hey, y/n can you come to my office?” Rafe’s voice reverberated off the walls as he shifts in his spinning chair. As his office door cracks open and he sees your face—it was like immediate sunshine, he smiled softly “Hi, baby.”

“Hi Rafey.” You stepped in the room smiling and in a love daze. “Your really beautiful in that suit.” Carefully, you walk to stand behind his chair, your fingertips massaging into Rafe’s scalp.

Rafe let out a low hum, almost a purr, "You look real pretty in my hoodie, baby."—it was true though, you where wearing one of his black 'Carhartt' hoodies, and to make it worse you where wearing a pair of shorts you were doing things to him, and you didn't even know.

You weren't completely innocent yourself, you loved comparing hand sizes, you loved how your body slotted perfectly into his arms, it was something that turned you on, you were just to shy to ask for help when it came to your needs. "Thank you, Ray." You whispered nuzzling your nose into his short buzzcut.

Without a warning you felt him pull you into his lap "I know we've been taking it slow and shit, but can you help me? It's alright if you say no." Rafe massaged you scalp, letting you melt in his arms.

You nodded lightly, maybe cock-whipped, but it was fine. "I wanna help you, Ray." You played with the hem of your shorts. Nervousness hit you fast as you crawled down on your knees, you where practically under his desk as he unzipped his work pants, slowly working his way to his Cavin Klein boxers.

Once his boxers hit the floor his cock nearly hit your face, letting making you let out a small whine. Rafe grips your hair into a makeshift ponytail, abusing his cock down your throat. “Good.. good girl.” He lets out a low groan. He keeps your head on his cock, bopping up and down.

“Mm.. ‘m so close baby.” Before you could muffle back a answer he released his load in your mouth “C’mon, swallow it.” He pulls your chin up, closing your mouth, forcing you to swallow his load.

The salty aftertaste filled your mouth, making you gag—you weren’t used to the taste, after all. “Mm. Can we go take a shower, Ray?” You whined out.

“Yeah of course, baby.” He took off his blazer, wearing his button-up long sleeved shirt, which of course as per usual he was fine as hell doing it. He stood up, hoisting you onto him. "Let's getcha all cleaned up." He walked to the bathroom, setting you down.

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶

The shower let out a hiss as Rafe twisted the knob to make sure it wasn't to hot nor to cold, after all; he didn't want his precious baby to get burned or freeze, or any hypothetical that probably wouldn't happen. But precautions couldn't hurt any body, right? Yeah. "Alright, undress f'me." Rafe murmured, unbuttoning his shirt, then taking off his pants along with his boxers.

"Rafey, can you help me with my bra?" You giggled teasingly, you knew damn well how to take off your bra, you just felt like being a fucking tease. Then that grin he always gave you, that knowing grin. "Actually, Ray. Nevermind." "Nah baby" "Ray, please. Not here."

"Nah since you wanna be a fucking tease 'm gon' treat you like a slut 'cause you been fuckin' 'round to much and I ain't been punishing you f'ya teasing." He unclipped your bra, tugging at the waistbands of your shorts "No underwear? You fuckin' slut. I thought I bought you some." Rafe roughly shoves you into the sink, bending you over. He had gripped your hair in a tight grasp, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror.

"Ray!" You whined out as you felt his length press into you. You rolled your head against his shoulder as he thrusted into you, for a second your head stayed on his shoulder, before her grabbed your hair, forcing your face down to make you look at yourself in the mirror.

"Stop fuckin' moving, and stop clenching. 'M gon cum in you without getting a good few 'ol thrusts in, yeah?" Rafe abused his way into you, your little once-virgin cunt throbbing at every thrust, his hand forcing your head down. "You like that, yeah?" You shake your head no, making Rafe stop "Baby, what's wrong, did it hurt?" "Mhm" "Want me to go slower?" "Mhm" And so he did. Sure he had a rough nature, but since you were a virgin and this was your first time, he didn't want you to have a bad experience.

"Tha.. thank you!" You mewled out as he thrusted into you "Ray!" You gripped the sinks edge. He thruste painfully slowly, part of it because it was your first time, part of it because he felt like it.

"Can I go a little faster baby?" Rafe whispered into your ear as he gripped your hair. Your head was pulsating with a headache, it felt like your brain had a heart. "Or do you needa cum, I'm not one to judge."

"You can go faster, 'm be alright, but 'm close." You grunted out as he sped up, the pain going away but your headache growing, your head was pounding furiously, a feel more thrusts and you released your load not shortly after Rafe did.

Your stained glassy face glimmered in Rafe's point of view, maybe what he wanted didn't come true, but he got pretty damn close "God baby, you so fuckin' fine." He ran his hand over your hair, untangling it with his hands. "'m gon go grab you some clothes, I'll be right back." He walks away to grab clothes

✶⋆.˚꩜ .ᐟ˙⋆✶

Curled up in yours and Rafe's bed, watching Rio, the first one, specifically because you'd been wanting to rewatch it anyway—no matter how childish it may have seemed to any once else, Rafe found it fucking adorable watching you curled up under his grip, watching the movie intensely.

"You like that movie baby girl?" Rafe whispered into your hair.

You nodded "Mhm. My favorite movie." You curled closer to Rafe, enjoying the moment until you drifted into a soft sleep, making Rafe let out a chuckle.

"Night, baby girl. See you in the morning." Rafe whispered into your ear, pecking a kiss on your forehead before turning off the movie, falling asleep with you.

#rafe obx #outer banks #rafe cameron #outerbanks rafe #rafe imagine #rafe outer banks #obx #rafe x reader #outer banks smut #rafe fic

[luringfantasy]

One by One 6/7 (final chapter part a)

PRELUDE

You were snooping around Loki's stuff to find his chest full of sex toys. He was not very pleased about it and has decided to punish you by using all his toys on you, one by one...

based on this imagine |

previous main masterlist

Warnings: use of "pet" names, BDSM, dom Loki, sub reader, female reader

MINORS DNI

NO PROOF READING

You were waiting. And all you did was to wait for Loki, but Saturday did not come, and neither did you..(XD). Loki was pulled into a mission, and it just kept getting extended week after week. You worked for Tony and occasionally for SHIELD, you hated Hydra, but this time the hate was personal. 

Those damned creatures kept Loki away from you, kept you from his glorious dick, how dare they!

Private Number : Prepare yourself, I won’t be stopping this time, little pet. -L

You knew exactly who this was, your heart started beating fast receiving his text like this, was the wait over? Although you decided to tease him a little bit.

You : who dis?Private Number : You are asking for trouble y/n, you know perfectly well “who dis” is.You : idk, it’s been so long, i might have forgotten Private Number : I see, perhaps my little dove needs a thorough reminding.

Him addressing you as “his” little dove made your heart soar. You have been working with him for so long, but didn’t realize that he even saw you as a friend let alone “his”. This was a conversation for future you. Much much later in the future, after you get a ride on his glorious, beautiful cock, mmm, definitely after that. Your thighs rubbed against each other, you would definitely not mind Loki “reminding” you. Though you didn’t know how much of anything you would retain once he started to fuck you.

You : When will u be back??Loki : Eager are we?

You imagined he must be chuckling lightly at your desperation.

Loki : Soon enough dove. And until then, you will save your sweet nectar for me and only me. Not even your own fingers should have a taste of what is mine!

Oh god, you were already desperate for him, using your own fingers to mimic his, trusting you silicon friend more often than not, and he wanted you to wait?

You : 😭😭Loki : Are you that happy?You : Wats there to be happy abt? U r being unfair.

You waited for him to say something but figured he was busy or maybe he didn’t deem this important enough to discuss. His word was final, he was letting you torture yourself, make you wait. You receive occasional texts from him, which did not help at all.

Loki : I am having the finest chocolate and I still want you on my tongue.Loki : Darling, do you know the traffic light system?You : ???Loki : Hmm, I suggest you look into it...

??? Seriously, what was this man thinking? You were now concerned for your safety. But the idea of Loki going feral on you turned you on more than it scared you. An inner voice told you that you should probably seek help, but, when have you listened to it when it concerned Loki?

After a week or so, you fell into a routine with him, texting him whenever you got some time. On days when he didn’t text you, you worried. And then patiently waited, hoping he was well. But it was impossible for you to wait, you almost went against his words to relieve yourself, but stopped at the very end. Then one day you were not so lucky, and very very very desperate. Your will power broke, and you had one of the best orgasms in a while, almost as good as the ones Loki gave you. The waiting does add to the intensity.

But now you are scared. You knew you cannot lie to Loki, he is the god of lies, but you didn’t want to confess to him either. You were already in this arrangement because you were going through his stuff behind his back, and now you broke his rule.

As a few days passed the guilt ate you from the inside, so you confessed to him over text. His reply was worse than anything you could have expected. It was an “OK.”, that too with a full stop! You were expecting him to reprimand you, but this meant only one thing, that he will take care of this matter when he arrives.

Loki : My place, right now.

This is the text you had been waiting for! Fcking finally. Finally some fucking! The last two weeks took a toll on you, not only did you abide by Loki’s rule and were super frustrated, you were also anxious about how Loki would punish you, for breaking his rule.

You were prepared for this evening for a very long time, you even bought a new pair of dark green lingerie for him.

As you walked towards his door, it hit you. The delicious smell, coming from his place, filled the whole corridor. Did he get you food? Before you even knocked the door, he opened it (damn his god powered hearing).

You immediately went in for a hug. “I missed you! You took too long for this!”. His hands wrapped around you, pulling you into him, then you felt him breathing you in. “And we both know that you lack any patience…” he whispered into your hair, which made you stiffen immediately, prompting a chuckle out of him.

(To be continued)

Thankyou for reading my work. And, well.. just thankyou.

TAGLIST: @lokixryss@alyeskathewave@ladymischief11@tukes@yelkmelk@crimson25

#loki #loki imagine #loki marvel #marvel mcu #mcu loki #loki smut #loki x you #dom!loki smut #loki x reader #lee!reader

[gender-euphowrya]

🥺🥺😭🥺

#started umbrella academy s3 #minor spoilers though… not really #but that one scene where viktor comes out to alison #and goes ‘i always hated mirrors and i thought everyone felt this way’ #and alison asks him ‘and what do you see in the mirror now’ #and he looks at his reflection and pauses #i knew damn fucking well what he was going to say #but it fucking kicked my ass when he said ‘me’ #i had to pause and i cried so much y’all it’s #absolutely incredible how much representation can do for you #being seen and understood and seeing yourself and knowing that others will see too #knowing that elliot was speaking from the heart and not just reciting a character’s lines #knowing that i’ve been there and i’ve had this exact conversation i’ve experienced this exact feeling #knowing what it felt like the first time i also saw ‘me’ in the mirror and how intense and liberating it was #and it’s me and it’s countless other people on that screen in that moment #and it’s not shown to be ridiculed or for shock value or to later be dismissed or as a plot point that causes conflict #being treated as a part of humanity that deserves to be shown and have its story told #i could never have this before outside of explicitly queer-centered media #i wish with all my heart that all people everywhere can one day experience this #we need healthy and positive and casual and authentic representation for all

[spectral-honey]

Au where Damian is closer in age to Tim and joins the batfam after Jason dies

bruce has to make himself functional with a new kid dropped in his lap and then has to cut back on the violent outbursts because Damian WILL take it as permission to kill and they're trying to teach him not to do that

tim keeps his stalker tendencies and grows to like Damian's robin just as much as Dick and Jason's, even if this new robin is a bit stabby around the edges

damian is the first robin to notice Tim tho and confronts him on his own without telling Bruce

timmy is like heyyy don't stab me I swear I wouldn't endanger the bats ever & also I can maybe give you info I find sneaking around & also hey wouldn't it be cool to have a secret from bats? You could have your own personal informant wouldn't that be so cool you could impress Batman and everything

dami: fine but you don't have any more secrets right

tim, knows their secret identities: and I said no, y'know, like a liar

so they make a truce that turns into a friendship that turns into Damian hiding the fact that he has adopted a brother, shut up Batman you picked up random children from the street so can damian

bruce and dick: wow it's so nice that Damian has started listening to us about not killing or using excessive violence on people. We're glad he understands now

Damian, who got a 72 slide PowerPoint lecture from Tim about the practicality of not killing as a vigilante in Gotham: yes, that is what happened. I have accepted your perspectives on morality. No other reason

tim’s powerpoint has a lot of graphs and venn diagrams measuring different kinds of criminal activity vs public cooperation vs batman's violence levels vs police cooperation vs rogue activity. The gotham ecosystem is delicate

when jason comes back tim throws a fit because he has to REMAKE his powerpoint and all the graphs to add red hood’s vigilante-slash-rogue effect

Tim at some point: batman is fragile if you kill people it will make his traumatized brain explode

Dami: trauma?

Tim: y'know from martha and thomas being murdered in front of him

Damian, eyes narrowed:

Tim: I mean… that's just a game theory?

but just like generally Tim and Damian being each other's support systems

they bond over having parents who are absent?? Like, damian missing his mom and tim immediately empathizing on how its hard when you love someone who is away a lot or for a long time

they talk about missing them and damian is able to open up about feeling out of place and how difficult it is to adjust or know how he's supposed to act

#damian wayne #tim drake #batfam #batman #talia: lets play musical children. I will take jason and you can take damian #If talia knew about jason’s plans for revenge she probably would make damn sure that jason wasnt about to touch her boy #BUT assuming he somehow got that past her #tim would be SO salty about it. #jason: wait I’M your hero? Tim: well not after you tried to FUCKING KILL damian #jason: #tim: but yes you WERE my hero. damian said you guys were cool tho so i GUESS youre okay. For now. #damian mentions hes from an assassin cult and tim just like freeze frame hold up rewind a bit there /huh?????/ #tim trying to like. Support damian in detoxing from the cult stuff #and says really unsubtle stuff about how SOME PEOPLE grow up in environments that teach things that aren't always good for the person. #And this RANDOM PERSON WITH NO SPECIFIC EXAMPLE have difficulty adjusting to normalcy and reaching out is both the most effective- #-and best for the emotional wellbeing of this person #and damian is like ah i see (completely misunderstands) I will keep this in mind while interacting with grayson. #tim was completely ready to take on trying to stabilize a violent adult man who just lost a son of COURSE hed be like #‘yeah i can probably un-indoctrinate an assassin child. What could go wrong’ #when Damian figures out Tim knows their identities they get to hang out at boring social events #damian is like tim has my complete confidence. And tim is like uh yeah i just dont rat him out on feeling emotion #damian is describing Tim to dick and he's like oh wow my informant is very trustworthy #he has great use in entertaining me at fathers horrible social events #and dick is like Damian buddy that sounds like a friend. A friend is the thing you're describing #also important to this au is Tim's adrenaline junkie tenancies. He just is. #maybe also as a side thing it's a Tim as Barbara's apprentice au? Eventually becoming a vigilante but more in the informational vein #babs is like hey Dami why did I see u on this camera hanging out with a random child and Damian is like shit. Do not tell father pls #so he recruits her to teach tim self defense so he wont fuckin die running around gotham #dc #is this just blatantly me liking tim and damian being friends? maybe. you cant prove anything

[tinylilvalery]

Nandermo shippers: omg the djinn gave Nandor a few more wishes! He can still fix things with his relationship with Guillermo!

Me, a Colin Robinson lover: Nandor can use a wish to bring Colin Robinson as we knew him back from the dead from his last point of existence! He'd get to keep his character development that he got over the first three seasons! He'd get to keep his relationship development that he had with the others, most importantly Laszlo! None of it would be all just thrown away like it has been! We'd get Colin back! THIS is how Colin Robinson enjoyers can still win-

#... i don't think the writers are this intelligent. but a girl can dream #im still holding onto the last threads of hope #trying to find a way to get Colin back as we knew him #*sad sigh* #i still can't believe it was all just thrown away #what was the damn point #i hate shock value twists #he was such a good fucking character and i miss him sm #child Colin is.... well it's a concept. i wouldn't go as far as saying he was interesting beyond the finale reveal tho #ahh.. the woes of ur fav characters always being killed off #Colin Robinson #what we do in the shadows #wwdits #nandermo #nandor the relentless #the djinn

[lynxalon]

HOLY SHITTTTTTTTTTTTT THAT CRITROLE EP WAS AMAZING!!!!!!!!!! im SO glad we had the set up of the last one so we could have the big thrills of this!!!!!!!!! this had everything!! it had ira's bad (and good!) decisions! it had sam's out of pocket wacky can shenanigans!! it had deception and sneaking! it had badass plays and some.. eye-catching talents 👀 it had gross shit that's kinda actually sad if u think about it! it had walking (running) away from explosions (NOT a sunglasses moment this was a loserfail) it had .. terrifying parents. it had imodna momence !! :D it even had some unprecedented wins for our typically fighty/flighty adventurers!!! i will ABSOLUTELY be watching that again come monday!!!!!!!!!!

#lynx speaks #cr spoilers #now to expand upon these!!! i am THRILLED that there has been a more overt notice of orym's hex 😏 #thats what i've been excited for for aaaaaaages i adore orym esp when he gets a little more fucked up #what can i say im a bit of an angst fan myself :D #fcg gave ira SUCH a bad time tho like CMON BBYYYYY 1 MINUTE ?!?!?!?!?!! yall r LUCKY yalls r cool af #also tho.... ira actually saving fearne like 👀 i see it!!! i think simply everyone likes fearne and everyone would save her 😎 #and team infiltrate i loooved imogen's use of that damn .. what was it called ? the damn static bomb that was sick as hell!!! #and hey!! both teams got in and out without anyone catching on that it was bells hells helping! #is that a first for bh? cause it sure feels like it TBH like the feywild malleus key stunt did NAWT go this smoothly #even with the bumps they had they did terrific frfr #esp with imogen setting up oryms badass fighter play and launda and chet setting each other up for success #and it does FEEL like imogen is more powerful on ruidus just from the plays she makes like the static spell and how it set Everyone up #to protect them all and keep their enemies in bad positions so that bh had good positions #they barely got hits and orym and chet took the brunt of it #they got out everoa and themselves without too much hassle and i'd say team mcfuckin 'splosion did pretty fucken well too #more damage on their side but. thatssss not their fault thats mainly on ira (and fcg 😂) #gosh. goshhh. what a good fucking episode. and sorrowlord zathuda. and liliana. fuck bro. #zathuda is SCARY #and liliana i meaaaaaaan. hun what did u THINK 🧐 imogen meant when she told u to run?? 🤔 'did she know' u know the answer to that. #i was definitely excited cause. we knew the volition were gonna fail in killing liliana. but i felt in my heart that she was gonna #feel betrayed by imogen. despite creating the scenario in which imogen must 'betray' her. #i LOVE fucked up mothers cant waaaaait to see what happens next !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[hauntingblue]

Hiyori is the most effective person to complete their kill so far

#kid is having flashbacks over struggled breathing and silence its so over.... omg that was so good..... #nvm kid has TWO women on his crew... he is on par with luffy now... law... 👁👁 #omg her arm is broken..... THE BONES???? jesus #good technique but what is law cutting..... now thats something else big mom..... damn... cant law shambles kid out of there.... poor man #oh that was a good one law.... but kid is OUT also WHERE THE FUCK IS THAT SWORD GOING????? he is getting haki punched all over the body... #and what does that do law.... what the hell.... oh i was thinking that..... goodbye big mom.... funny how all of the big guns have been yee #ed of the island.... also wdym to be continued.... goddamn. well next episode then #talking tag #watching one piece #episode 1066 #i have been saying kid should have repelled her out of the island 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️ can't help it if my brain is so big..... well nvm... #big mom saying they like her.... jusg like kaido said to luffy akdhsk #oh jeez soul pocus.... oh nvm CORA INSPIRED ATTACK???? #yamato be careful omg.... fuck it kanjuros fire thing is dying hell yes.... BIG MOM OUT!!! HELL YES!!!!! 67 children orphaned just like tha #also who was the brave soul that asked roger about hia treasure..... absolute legend..... #wdym you can find the one piece in wano... what the hell is big mom spewing....ohhh i get it i get it.. she found it... #it really is the friends she made along the way.... but she can't see it..... too focused on the lava pit she is falling into... #omg and no one notices because of the silento..... that was such a slay..... #PAUSE. zunisha was a joyboy friend who commited a crime??? how does momo know about joyboy.... the diary?? oden knew??? i forgor #episode 1067 #franky got zoro.... no izo noooo....... why..... PRIORITIES!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO WHYYYYYYY!!!!!! IZO WHYYYYYYYY!!! #marco saying he is tried of helping people and will just chill there.... IZO IS DEAD!!!! MARCO????!!!!! if big mom is dead how is zeus stil #drake you better kill that man take izo and run.... why are you playing in a moment like this akdhaksj... girl she is going to kill you #YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!! SHE GOT HIM!!!!! SHE GOT HIM!!!! FUCK YES!!!!!!!!! HELL YEAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!! FUCK THAT MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!! #FUCK YEAHHH HIYORI!!!!!! THE SONG!!!!! #episode 1068 #YEAAAH DRAKE GET HIM!!!!! oh shit in the neck.... #luffy got eaten again..... oh jesus.... #NOT EVEN KAIDO LIKES THE CP0 BUT HE GOT LUFFY!!!! KAIDI REGRETS IT EVEN!!!! EXACTLY!!! izo died trying to get them to stop #episode 1069

[weidli]

oh so 1x22 really is exactly calculated to make me specifically go fucking feral huh

#im sorry i. jxkdkahyeiwiwkskshdhdjsj #i keep phrasing the start of a coherent post in my head and then getting sidetracked by absolutely fjcking losinf it over something else #jesus. jesus h christ on a motorized bicycle on main street. i was SPOILED for this i KNEW what had to happen and im still gojng BONKERS #what the FUCK #i need to watch like the last 20 minutes of this again right now what the fuuuucl #no actually what i need to do is go outsidr and run some fuckin laps or something but it is the middle of the night. woooargh #ugh. dean. crying wailing #the fact that. sam doesnt notice. he doesnt see anything wrong with john reassuring dean and telling him hes important. because he believes #what demon-john is saying is true. #but DEAN. knows damn well what his father thinks of him. #and then the demon confirms it. they don't need you like you need them. (dean in the motel breathes through sam shoving him up against the #wall says some days i feel like i can barely keep it together - you me dad it's all i've got - ) #DEAN ONCE AGAIN THROWING HIMSELF BETWEEN JOHN AND SAM. POSSESSED JOHN OR NORMAL JOHN DEAN KNOWS HOW THIS GOES . #okay if i were to change one (1) thing about this episode i would have the demon pin dean to the ceiling when he nearly kills him. REALLY #lean into the dean mary parallels of it all #GOD. so we agree that sam held off from shooting the second time not because dean going sam no appealed to sam's conscience or anything like #that #sam knew damn well he and john agreed on one thing and that's they'd both die to kill this thing #but sam couldn't do that to dean. because dean's only got the two of them and losing either of them would destroy him #(no. says sam. glances into the rearview mirror at dean blood on his mouth gaze unfocused. not everything.) #natural soup