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bleedingichorhearts · 2 months

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Imagine trying to survive having that train of four absolute studs run on you.

That is to say, I think you'd need major aftercare after a gray knight and three alpha legion.

𝕽𝖚𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕬𝖒𝖔𝖚𝖗

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: You, you are something else. This my first attempt writing with multiple characters at once, let’s see how this goes. No official name for the warband/group yet.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets.

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: Having one on you was one thing, having four was another.

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: Idk, I just write, lol.

𝕬𝖈𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖉𝖌𝖊: If you are under the age of 18. Shoo! Go away! Skedaddle! Why you reading this in the first place? Be 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 for/of yourself. Has not been proofread.

TW // SMUT/NSFW, Filthy, Cursing.

Walking along the dirt trail, the smell of wet pine and dirt evaded my senses. Calming my tense nerves of today.

Everything seemed different today. Not just because of the dark clouds rolling in, but because of how different the Astarte's looked to be. They were more... uptight, cranky even if I wasn't around, it confused me. It wasn't like them for them to be so, abrasive.

Whatever they were conflicting about had got me on edge because I did not want to see another house torn down again, but who's to say something to an almost 7-foot tall, armored Astartes, who can possibly throw you more than 100 yards? No one really, well... maybe a mother or a crackhead.

Nevertheless, I didn't want to be there if a full out brawl happened at the house. I didn't want to be caught in the middle of it. So, I've managed to sneak pass their senses while they were too busy sizing each other up or at least, I thought I did.

Hydra wasn't even paying attention to the argument at hand. He was more focused on someone far more interesting than this petty argument. Someone who is trying to slip under their radar, undetected. This was his chance.

He moved forward, sneaking away from the warband, leaving his brethren to the Knight where he went to the tree line their little serpent disappeared to. Her scent clinging to the flora there, his instincts going haywire.

He didn’t hesitate to pursued her scent quickly with his mind yelling at him. Knowing if those dark clouds rolled in, they would cover her scent and he'll have to wait for it to pass and that's something he's not fond of.

The trees moved with the wind that came with the dark clouds. Tiny rain drops falling from the darkened sky, hitting my coat. The smell of the rain enhancing the smell of pine, it made the area feel nostalgic.

It was cold, but it felt nice to be away from the Astartes for a while, even in this weather. It might have not been a good idea, but you take what you can right? Since when was the last time, I had time by myself without the eyes of the Astartes?

Stopping underneath a tree, I looked up to the sky. Watching how the dark clouds moved slowly above, yet the branches were quick like the rain drops that hit my face. It wasn't pouring just yet, but it will be very soon as a rumbled shook within the clouds.

Snap!

I crouched down at the unexpected noise, barely feeling a gauntlet of an Astartes that touched the collar of my coat. My heart jumping in my chest at the suddenness.

The wind whipped in my ears when I turned to look at the Astartes. His form crouching and angry looking. His red visor glowing perfectly against the darkening sky. The rain becoming more quicker and harsher than it was.

My heart thumped in my ears louder than the thunder. Thoughts racing on my predicament. Were they angry at me for leaving them? Did they have pent up anger? What made them seem so angry?

Though, I was glad that I had a few run ins with Solor to be able to evade at least some of the basic moves they had, but this was an Alpha Legion, they had all sorts of tricks up their sleeves. They were unpredictable.

He rushed forward and I took off, not wasting any time to avoid the Astartes. Knowing just how fast they could be by personal experience.

I didn't know who it was chasing me. It could be any of the Hydras, but the sky had gotten darker with each minute, with each breath. It was getting harder to see, to identify who exactly it was. Which, in some way makes it thrilling.

There was something about it. Having an Astartes chasing you down within the forest while you know they are much bigger, better, and faster than you. That Astartes can track you down like no other human can. It brought a fluttery feeling to my stomach as I thought about it.

The sky rumbled as I took a sudden sharp turn. My body heating up despite the rain pelting down on me. I heard the Astartes behind me running into the tree for how fast they were. A loud snap echoed off through the sound of the rain. A low growl left their helmet, not expecting that move.

Zigzagging between the trees, slowing him down when he got too close for my nerves. I made sure to keep low to the ground. The soaked flora around me whipping against my own wet face.

Barely hearing a frustrated growl, I spotted a building up head through the heavy rain. It’s blocky shadow lit up from the streetlights just outside of it. Thinking if I made it there, I could get a moment of rest before going off again.

Heading for the building. I nearly made it, but slipped on the muddy ground as the Astartes gauntlets picked me up by the waist. Making me realize just how close he really was. I wouldn’t even have to time to rest there.

His body turned to take the impacting into the building, breaking the wall open. Both of us landing onto the ground with a loud crash. Some sparks going off between armor and cement.

Dazed, and breathless. I needed a moment to recover from the run while the blue Astartes switched spots. His armored form now hovering above me as I turned my body around, ready to crawl my way out from underneath the Alpha Legion.

A hiss sounded off, then multiple clunks of an object bounced off to my side. Looking over, it was the Astartes helmet.

“Hydra?” I questioned the Astartes behind me. Unsure if it was the right Legionnaire. His arms wrapping around my form and dragging me back flush underneath him. Body curling over mine just to whine into my shoulder.

Confusion wrapped my mind as I thought the Astartes were mad at me. They were staying far away from one another hissing, arguing in their own language. Sometimes trying to start fights with one another.

Another clunk sounded off. A gauntlet sliding down my waist before resting just above my core. A sudden heat, twitching beneath me.

Oh?

Oh.

The realization struck me, my stomach doing flips while I clenched around nothing. His gauntlet taking a part of my pants and ripping it off with ease. A pleased purr leaving him as he slowly dragged himself lower and lower.

“Wait, wait, I don’t think I can-” I gasped and clenched my teeth. A whine leaving me as I tried to move away from the painful stretch of him, but his arm; that wrapping around me kept me in place. A warm coo tickling my ear.

He would have eaten her out first. To taste what sweets she had to give, but she smelled so good. Her arousal and scent clouding his heightened senses strongly, getting him dazed off of her.

He wanted to push in more, but he knows just how small their little serpent is. Her walls already fluttering around him, gripping at him like a vice, making him groan.

He curled up as much as he could around his little serpent. His head nuzzling into her face, as his hips grinded down into her tight walls. Another whimper leaving her.

“Hydra.” She called his name. Her body quivering beneath him. Her hand coming forward to grab onto his gauntlet that held him above from crushing her. Pushing her body backwards in him, and just like that, he was a goner.

He rutted up into her, a cry leaving her as she clutched onto his gauntlet. Her walls clenching around him while he snarled out. Desperate to give her what she wanted. Desperate to breed her.

His other arm; still wrapped around her, kept her in place as his pace got faster, and faster. He could feel the bulge he created from just being inside of her. He could feel her submitting to him with each thrust, her body tensing up.

That’s it, little serpent. Cum for me.

She cried out underneath him, clawing at anything she can get a grip on. His armored chest rumbling against her back with his own moan. His teeth nibbling on her shoulder.

He felt her twitch beneath him as his seed stained her walls. His hips slowly gridding into her for a more hopeful effect. Slowly working himself up to pull another one.

“Little serpent?” The voice of Asclepius called out. Hydra snarling out until he realized it was just his brethren. Hips still grinding as he chittered to his brother. Telling him just how yielding their little serpent was being. They could have done this a long time ago.

“Brother, give her sometime to recover.” Asclepius reminded his brother. A whine coming out of him, then a chuff. “She won’t be able to.”

A whine left me as I felt Hydra move, feeling suddenly empty before I was gently pushed over on my back. The cold ground sending a shiver up my heated skin.

“There you are, Little serpent.” Asclepius purred. His armored form keeling down between my legs. His gauntlet slowly dragging against my thighs, slowly tearing off the rest of my clothes.

“A-Asclepius?” I called out. Confused on when he got here or maybe he was watching?

“Yes, little serpent? Think you can take another?” He asked, picking up my leg and throwing it over his shoulder. A groan coming out of his mouth as he exhaled. The scent of her driving him crazy. “Oh, I think you can, little serpent. You smell so good.”

He gave a singular lick to her thigh, tasting her, and hydras arousal on the inside of her thighs. Her cute little whimpers making him all to eager she shove her down on him as well while he lined himself up and slowly pushed himself in. The length of him brushing up in all the right places in side of her gummy walls.

“Hydra.” She called out to the Astartes in front of him, reaching out for his brother. Not bothering to acknowledge that he was pleasuring himself with his own hand as he came forward, kneeling in front of her.

She grabbed ahold of his armor, and tugged his form closer. A high pitched moan coming from her as she tensed up. Shuting herself up by giving Hydra a sloppy kiss. A rumbling purr going through him.

"Already? Come on my litter serpent, you can give me one more, please?" He groaned and begged. His form leaning over hers. His teeth nibbling on her neck as she moaned into Hydras’ mouth.

“I-I don’t kno-” She tried to speak, but got shushed by Hydra. His skillful tounge, and his thrusting inside of her not helping her thinking process at all.

“Come on, little serpent.” He said, his pace picking up at the thought of climaxing with her to ensure probability. His gauntlet squeezing her thigh.

A silent cry fell into Hydras mouth. Hydras seed staining the front side of her body while his recoated inside of her. His hips gridding into her just like Hydra did.

Nearly plopping to the ground, if it weren’t for Hydra to catch me. My legs were numb, and started to get sore as he lifted me up bridal style in his arms, and placed me on a nearby surface. Soft purring coming from both the hydras before it was replaced by a much deeper rumble.

“I believe, it is my turn then?” They asked. The two hydras backing off slightly, growling out in dissatisfaction.

“It’s only…fair.” Asclepius responded. A deep hum coming from the voice who I barely recognized as Solor.

"Oh, little maiden." He purred out. His gauntlets settling on my hips, practically covering them. “How far did you think you could go?”

I whined. Sh*t, f*ck. I don’t think I can handle him.

“No matter, I’ll always find you.” He cooed, taking off his codpiece. Lining himself up.

"You smell like them. I don't like that." He stated, getting some disapproving growls. "Let's change that, little maiden."

Her back arched up in shock. Mouth dropping open in a silent cry. Legs desperately trying to close around him in attempt to push him away.

Solor growled out, pushing himself in more. Winding her to the surface. Tears staining her cheeks as she managed to let out a whimper.

Solor cursed in his language. Thrusting deep, and hard inside of her. Each one giving her stars in her eyes.

“S-Solor, please.” She begged, receiving an angered growl in return.

“Who are you, to run from me?” He snarled. His hips snapping up, getting a loud cry. “To run off like that?”

Her body shook around him. Another cry coming from her mouth as her body twitched around him. Her vision fading black as worried coos echoing out around her.

“Yes, they we go my little maiden.”

Waking back up was not pleasant. Everything hurt. A single move I’ve made against the soft blankets of the bed made me ache. A pitiful whine leaving me.

Gentle hands pulled me into a chest. A chuff of hot breath on top of my head as deep purrs soothed my pulsing brain. His hands dragging up and down my numbed out legs.

Trying my best to return the much more soft gesture. I could only nuzzle myself underneath Leviathans chin; recognizing him from his longing purrs alone.

I whined at him feeling him gently as he could slid himself inside of me. His girth giving me a stretch, but his deep purrs were soothing.

"Please, be gentle." I whined at him, getting a soft coo in response. His hips slowly thrusting into mine. Soft moans heating up his neck while I nibbled a little. Earning a teasing, but slow thrust.

I softly called his name, feeling that build up once again. Arms trying to wrap around the giant in front of me in order to stabilize myself as I approached my high. Feeling how his seed filled me.

We didn’t move from one another. Simply basking in the afterglow the session had provided. His hands gently tracing all around my body. Avoiding specific areas that were bruised until eventually I feel back asleep.

Aftercare was a completely different session.

Leviathan took me to the bathroom. His arms settling me down softly into the bubble bath with him sliding right behind me. His purrs creating vibrations through it making me laugh at it. His head nuzzling the top of my head.

Asclepius took care of me afterwards, bandaging anything up they might have caused last night. Providing kisses here and there to sooth my pain when in reality he felt bad for causing such damage.

Hydra provided some food and water. Making sure I ate after the heavy sessions, but luckily enough he didn’t provide raw meat either.

Last was Solor. He came in at the end of the day. Slowly coming in through the bedroom door before crawling onto the bed. His forehead touching mine in a silent apology before he completely laid his head down on my chest, nuzzling into it. My hands slowly threading through his hair.

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tstwitterupdates · 1 year

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Adding in my two sense with the other anons (as someone who's opinions matter like. so little) I feel like it's extra frustrating when he keeps showing he IS capable of getting stuff out in a timely manner, like roleslaying (which I very much enjoy!) Doesn't have insane wait times between and they get multiple seasons worth of shots done in a few days. I know sander sides is a bigger production and I get wanting something you've been working on for so long to be perfect, but teasing it without any actual, substantial updates is like... idk it just seems mean at some point aksgsiajdhdojahdif.

And I am a writer, I have stories that I've worked on for years and aren't done, I've abandoned stories for years only to pick them back up way later, but I'm also not sharing them with anyone (except occasionally my queer platonic partners) and certainly not getting PAID BY HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE to keep them up to date. Asides was supposed to help the wait but it became essential viewing and full production instead of fun one offs, all actual small fun videos are merch plugs. This is long and probably doesn't make much sense, you also don't have to post it if you don't want to, but I dunno I have thoughts and wanted to get them out :p

I dunno, I enjoy the series and the other videos, I just feel like at some point along the line he got burn out for sander sides and instead of saying that he just kept talking about the characters to keep us interested (and because I do think he genuinely likes them, they're his ocs and he's clearly fond of them) and now only has the motivation to film stuff for the sides when he's being paid MORE to do it by merch drops.

( somehow this blog every once in a while becomes a safe space for people to vent their criticisms on anon haha which is fine i know we all need it sometimes, just funny how it keeps happening. i guess it’s inevitable when the blog is about video updates. oh well. don’t forget to block # ts criticism if you don’t want to see this stuff! )

yeah like i understand that even if they are capable of producing a video in a few days it doesn’t mean that that should be the standard for every single one. makes sense that some scripts and effects and stuff will take longer than others, and they can’t be at maximum productivity all the time. however.. having these small things done quickly once every few months doesn’t sound so bad? but i don’t know i don’t know i have no experience with this.

like they definitely have the money, equipment and staff for the production and post production of a video to go somewhat smoothly, so i think the problem is that the planning and scripting are just too hard because it’s just way too ambitious now for every single sanders sides episode, including asides. hope they realize not every video has to be dealing with intrusive thoughts to be good enough but who knows.

#ts criticism #ask #not a tweet #it’s like thomas learned nothing from Am I Original

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yuridovewing · 8 months

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12, 21, 23, and 25?

12. The unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

I don't think I need to say this to you cause I've blabbed about it for a while but Heathertail!! I've always been pretty fond of her, she's a very interesting character and I don't think people give her nearly enough credit for what we've seen of her when you remove her from the Heatherbreeze ship. I think her friendship with Lionpaw before All That Happened was really sweet and I thought it was nice to see an example of a forbidden relationship that was just... two children with a crush on each other that quickly realized it wouldn't work out. But she's also a person who, while she holds personal grudges (for justified reasons imo but-) she will still break the rules for that person to do the right thing. Like, it was against the law to give Lionblaze their medicine, and she justifiably hates this guy and makes sure to point that out... but she's not going to let cats get hurt if she can avoid it. And I haven't read Crowfeather's Trial but that combined with how she acts around Breezepelt is... idk it's interesting! Especially now that she's retconned to be Onestar's kid (which I have conflicting feelings on but yknow still it's interesting)

There's also Dovewing but I feel like more and more people are coming around to her. Thank you Moonkitti. Another I can think of is Onestar, or at least pre AVoS Onestar (which honestly I'm disregarding in my brain cause like... god he was just SUCH a random choice for Darktail's father that I'm halfway convinced that they changed their minds on who it was in between The Apprentice's Quest and Thunder and Shadow) I like a character who gets negative development actually. He starts off as perfectly pleasant and a nice friend for Fireheart in WindClan, but forced leadership and an assassination attempt twisted him to become more bitter and cut Firestar off. And that's just the surface, there's an undercurrent in Winds of Change that Onewhisker is a doormat who is actually being told what to do by Firestar- like it's not something Firestar is deliberately and knowingly exploiting or anything, but what Firestar says, Onewhisker will do because "Well, I DO owe it to him, and it wouldn't KILL me". So seeing his experiences yank him out of that mindset and into someone who becomes more conservative, backfiring on Tallstar cause he changed his deputy in the worst way possible, is actually really compelling to me. I wish they did more with it tbh.

21. Part of canon you think is overhyped

Disclaimer that this bars anything Arc 6 and up cause I haven't read that far.

Mmm tbh... not totally sure what to point at specifically? Cause like, there's a lot I could point to cause like... tbh I think we all collectively remember a lot of WC scenes to be so much cooler than they actually were cause of all the MAPs.

Is it cheating to say most of DOTC? I actually do think the first three books are solid, at least from what I remember of them. But the entire arc is held up as a must read. Which is pretty sad cause I don't see people talk about... actual plot points in DotC all that often. Which I feel is pretty telling.

23. Ship you've unwillingly come around to

Hmmm another hard one cause I don't really have a ton of ships. Or any that I've been "unwilling" on...

I guess Heatherbreeze? I mildly enjoy it in concept but I don't really like how people just reduce Heathertail to "Breezepelt's happy ending". idk.

25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing

Oh anytime the fandom complains about characters besides the protagonists being angry at said protagonists for understandable reasons, to the point of calling those characters stupid idiots even when it's literally "the protagonist got this person's friend killed". Like when people literally portrayed ShadowClan in Night Whispers as petty and mean and dumb for.... being mad at Lionblaze for literally murdering their deputy. And saying Russetfur deserved to die anyways cause she was old and fighting Firestar (who led an attack on her camp btw). Or when Dawnpelt was called an overreacting insane bitch when she blamed Jayfeather for Flametail's death (despite Flametail doing the same thing and worse cause he tried to kill Jayfeather in return but yknow. It's only bad if girls do it) Like... yes she was wrong to do that especially when Jayfeather was innocent and he was totally justified to just save himself in the end. but she was grieving and grief can be messy. Y'know? Also when people got mad at Tigerheart when he threatened Ivypool when the Dark Forest tried to make her attack Flametail's spirit. Yes Ivypool was being manipulated but he's allowed to be pissed in the moment dude!

#nyarthru #mail

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supershanaynay1 · 1 year

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For the WIPs tag, 1, 5 and 9? :D

(I ugly laughed in the best kind of nearly choking way at the title of 1)

Cas Fists the Leviathans

LMAO. Oh dear god, ok I went and looked into this because I was like wtf and what I have written in the doc is literally "The Trap. That’s it. That’s the prompt." WHICH IS ENTIRELY NOT HELPFUL PAST ME KJDSFHDS

BUT i think what this is for is a Cas perspective of 'The Trap' (spn 15x09) where he fights Leviathans and gets the Leviathan blossom for the Trap God Spell That Wasn't. And he apparently fists them. Is it sexual? Is it a metaphor? Who knows. Not me.

5. Duolingo Owl

DUOLINGO OWL WIP MY BELOVED. Ok so the duolingo owl is hunting people for not doing their daily whatever on the duolingo app (and it's discovered that the duolingo owl is a tulpa from all the internet memes of the duolingo owl comes to kill you if you don't keep up your speaking in spanish streak). I don't know if the boys succeed on this hunt, but it's definitely a crack fic that knowing me becomes serious

9. Midam

MY MIDAM WIP. Ok so this is a post 15x19 fic where Chuck is alive (I think, I wasn't very clear in what I've written), so pretty much would follow the canon of 15x19 except Michael didn't betray the Winchesters and die and he and Adam are living and having their best life. (Also Gabriel's apparently alive in this fic so idk if this is supposed be post *my* 15x19/15x20 fix-it fic (TBPWYAD) canon or what because I still haven't decided if Chuck dies or not, but according this WIP he's still alive). BUT ANYWAY this is soft fluff fic where Michael and Adam go on a date in Italy I believe.

Bonus, I'll even share a little snippit because i love my little body-sharing archangel/human duo:

Michael raised an eyebrow. “You told me humans liked performing an elaborate ritual of care and affection on this holy day.”

Adam quickly did a mental tally of every conversation they had had recently. There was world travelling, giving a silent ‘fuck you’ to both of their families (Gabriel was an exception, but he was on thin ice), making up with Amara for locking her up for centuries (that Thanksgiving dinner was going to be awkward), drop kicking Chuck into the sun (Michael was quite fond of that idea, especially after the Rapture, but Adam figured there were better ways to get back at the former God), finding a job…

Oh, of course. A couple days before Adam had been explaining the point behind buying others chocolates and flowers and giving each other cards with pictures of naked baby angels on them (Michael had spent a good half an hour going over the inaccuracies of the cartoon cupids to the real deal).

“Wait, you’re telling me it’s Valentine’s Day?” Adam laughed aloud, earning him an odd look from the couple walking past. “And we’re… celebrating it?”

Michael shrugged. The archangel almost seemed embarrassed. “I believe you would call it a date.”

#writing #fic writing #ask shannon #ask me anything #wips #supernatural #midam

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rgbstatic · 2 years

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I got a few yeses on elaborating on the au with Ghostbur and Phantombur so here we go. I actually have a fic I've been working on for months but uh. It's like 2 chapters lmao. I'm terribly slow at writing and idk if it'll ever be finished. It's called Graveyard Shift (it's not pubic atm).

Anyway!

Phantombur is just Wilbur Lampblack, sometimes 'Wil', and eventually Ghostbur goes by Winston Boo.

Phantombur is mucking about with organizing his experimental potions. These are made by mixing up some of the recipes, corrupting others, using different ingredients, or even different bases like the thick or mundane bases.

He is transporting these in his kitchen when one drops, a mirror like liquid pools across the floor and he quickly puts the others down.

TLDR basically Wilbur pulls Ghostbur out of this mirror like substance in the floor. Well, first Ghostbur almost pulls him in but Wilbur is stronger.

Of course Wilbur is very strongly spooked and frankly a bit creeped out by a guy that looks like him coming out a portal in his floor, who after some questions, has the same name, but slowly he calms down, at least until it dawns on him the situation he's in.

They talk a lot, and they start off not really liking each other, just tolerating the situation they're in. Wilbur is trying to figure out the ingredients to the potion he made so he can return Ghostbur.

Ghostbur is trying to enjoy being in a place outside of limbo. Ghostbur sleeps in Wilbur's basement and Ghostbur calls Wilbur 'Wil' just to annoy him.

Ghostbur is given this mask to wear around so people don't start bothering them about where the hell he came from. If asked Ghostbur is a friend visiting that Wilbur met on his travels.

At some point, Ghostbur goes to Wilbur and tells him that only people who knew him called him Ghostbur back at home. He tells him that he called himself Winston Boo.

There's a bunch of shenanigans that happen between them and other people, and there's some drama and angst but slowly they warm up to each other. Over time they become friends, and there's this touching moment between them on the bridge below the pube. 'Wil' doesn't annoy Wilbur anymore, he's fond of the nickname.

All the while he learns more and more about limbo and where Winston is from, and his decision shifts. Instead of finding a way back, he searches for where to find or create an orb of origin, hoping that if Winston got an origin in their world, or however it works, it would make sure he'd never have to go back to that place again.

In the end, there's a happy ending and Winston gets an orb and choses an origin, and he gets to stay and he's happy. this is just the sort of tldr on the whole plot but i have a ton of individual side plots and scenes and stuff so please send any questions!

#phantombur #ghostbur #osmp #dsmp #sootbur #rgb aus #graveyard shift au

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brandwhorestarscream · 10 months

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I hope you're feeling better!

Sorry I just now saw your request for asks and stuff and so I'm really curious: how would you write tfa omega supreme x bummblebee? I love your writing style and thought process and so I'm curious how you would do this?

Ok, I'm gonna preface this with an apology: it's been almost 10 years since I watched TFA, and my memory of Omega Supreme is incredibly fuzzy, and I can count the number of fics I've read about him on onr hand (two. It's literally only two). I can't guarantee this will be in character or even terribly interesting, so 👉👈 please accept my apology beforehand

Having said that, if I was going to dream up an entire love story for them, the general blocking would start with the actual introduction. The discovery by Bumblebee that Omega Supreme is a sentient, sapient mecha like him, tho iirc that's not exactly aligned with canon. I seem to recall Perceptor saying that Omega Supreme was designed with an extremely processor, and Ratchet saying it was because they didn't want him to think too much about the devestation he was going to cause. So idk if he's actually incapable of complex thought, or if there was some sort of inhibitor installed to keep him compliant and unawarem regardless, there will hsve to be some precursor event that kickstarts the entire story and gets him to the point he can actually form complex connections and be capable of falling in love. That's where I'd start, dreaming up the why and how he's able to come into himself

Next block would be the initial contact--he and Bumblebee actually meeting. It's almost a mirror of the typical "large alien meets smol human" that transformers is so fond of, except the large alien is just Omega Supreme who's far too large for earth or Cybertron, and the so-called human companion is Bumblebee. There's mutual confusion and a bit of fear on either side, but they pretty quickly realize neither means the other any harm

Next block would be the arc wherein Omega discovers who he is and what it means to be a person--what smiling is, what true laughter feels like. His first time feeling sad, feeling angry, his first time experiencing everything the world has to offer. His first time seeing natural beauty in the form of a sunrise or a glowing meteor storm in space, his first time seeing the injustices and cruelty that life can so often offer. He forms his own thoughts and opinions, likes and dislikes, his own dreams and desires. He becomes himself, for the very first time, and Bumblebee is there with him through it all. Helping guide him as best he can, a faithful, consistent friendly face giving him encouragement and comfort and advice. Bee is pretty young too, but he's got infinite experience on Omega, and seeing the other go through the rawest experiences of life for the first time is a truly magical blessing.

I don't think either of them would be aware of their feelings, at first. Omega doesn't have the vocabulary to properly articulate this very specific feeling, and he doesn't have any frame of reference for what this is. Of course he's attached to Bumblebee, his first friend and constant companion since his first moments of true consciousness. The little yellow bot has shared all of his meaningful experiences with him thus far, so of course he has warm, fuzzy feelings for him. Even when he hears of what romance is for the first time, he doesn’t think that's what this is. It doesn't feel burning or desperate or needy, this feels... nice. Soft, and warm.

And Bee, he falls in love with him through each of the memories they create, so slowly and tenderly he doesn't even realize the warmth he feels toward his friend has blossomed into something much deeper. Neither of them realize it until they're threatened with separation: maybe Cybertron wants Omega Supreme back, upon realizing he's fully functioning and basically an enormous super soldier they could use to completely exterminate the decepticons. The threat of being torn apart and potentially never seeing each other again is probably the catalyst, tho it's still a delayed reaction. It makes then realize they don't ever want to be apart and being without the other seems intensely wrong, but only in the aftermath when the imminent threat has been dealt with does Bumblebee have an "oh" moment

Idk how their relationship as a whole would go after that, but gimme enough time and I could probably dream smthn up 🤔 anyway, uh, I hope you enjoyed this! Please lmk your thoughts or if there's anything you think we ought to add 💖

#omega supreme #bumblebee #i am in fact not feeling better but im getting discharged from the hospital so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#OS×BB AU

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neelcatsims · 2 years

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List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ♥♥♥

I've always had a soft spot for both Meredith and Kimber, but I'll focus on Meredith for this one! idk if these will be facts so much as me rambling about my sims bc I love them, but it works lol

Meredith's main thing has always been music and I genuinely enjoyed listening her to her sing, lol. she started piano as a kid because I had one in the house, and ended up becoming a proper celebrity through her music by the time she reached adulthood and throughout her death (more on that later)

2. I'm only on gen 4 right now, not including my founder, but so far Meredith (who was gen 2) was my favorite child to play! I don't know what it was about her, but she was just more fun than the others have been. Part of it was that she grew up with an almost-twin brother and I got to play out their relationship. I always saw her as kind of spunky, a little bit of a tomboy, but not particularly outdoors. She was the first sim I had marry a childhood best friend, and I have a lot of fond memories of Meredith throughout her entire lifespan <3

3. She actually married my simself's kid, Alana, which I find kinda funny lol.

4. she died on her wedding day of laughter when Nora and Royce were toddlers , but I was too attached to her to let her go so quickly, so I kept her ghost in my household for a long time. That's when her career REALLY started to take off and at a certain point, she was just making too much money too quickly and I brought her back to life so that she would be able to die naturally someday (and not keep inflating my household funds with her immortal celebrity cash). But it was fun and played a lot into her daughter and heir Nora's backstory having been a ghost for most of her childhood.

5. she seems to have really strong genes because Nora (not pictured above) is the only kid who didn't inherit her red hair at all. The red hair was kind of a fluke, too, because neither of her parents had it, she just was born with it.

Anyways, Meredith is an elder now and her days are numbered at this point, but I'll always adore her!

#asks #mysims #meredith lightly #lightlylegacy #lightlygen2

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sammonroe · 2 years

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I agree with everything you said. Honestly I don't know what else to say, probably have some stuff but I'm overwhelmed with emotions rn as I often am when it comes to Scott and Higher Ground in general. I really appreciate that you took time to respond with such a thought-out response! And now I know how to spell Auggie😂

Some more heavy topics ahead

I was a LOT like Shelby (dealing w sexual trauma by being overly sexual/hypersexual) and a lot like Scott because I had to turn 17 to realize that hey, what happened to you when you were 10 wasn't right!!! Stop blaming yourself! Stop being so angry and just.. talk. Or at least these two resonated within me the most.

I do truly believe that a friendship between these two would have been more impactful as well. But I can also see the realism in their choice to be a couple. Especially since back then moreso than now a guy and a gal couldn't be JUST friends.

And ooh I remembered what I wanted to say originally!!

I believe there's truth to both versions of why Scott wrote Elaine the letters. I think he was scared that especially given her initial reaction, telling Shelby that he thought it would make it okay if he loved Elaine would kind of get a better reaction and sympathy from her since he wants her to like him (Idk how to put it any better) and definitely not think he's in the wrong.

And I think he told his mom a slightly truer version- perhaps the objective truth, not how he tried to cope with the situation in his mind by reasoning that if he loves his abuser it's okay- because what does he have to lose? His mother is already in New Mexico with another man and his father has custody of him. Perhaps he just realized or accepted that that's the reality of his situation. And maybe deep down he knew that his mother would probably not judge him harshly.

Either way I actually really liked that Scott gave two different answers when it comes to the letters. Once again it was more believable to me and I know I'd done similar things because I was scared and desperate to get some sympathy for the shit I had to go through.

Anyway, you've quickly become one of my favourite blogs! I only have one friend with whom I can talk abt Hayden and the many characters he's brought to life. Currently Scott and Sam (Anakin is constant haha) because I love these two boys so much and I feel them deeply. I don't know if you do emoji anons but I'll sign my stuff with 👻 if you don't mind :) cuz I'm a ghostie :p

sorry, this is so late, this year got busy quick, but I love Higher Ground for the reason you just gave; a lot of kids were able to relate to these "troubled" teens (sadly), and not with typical issues. they're heavy and managed to tackle them without getting too graphic about it. now, the show's not flawless, there are some stereotypes and personal beliefs that make me raise my brows, but I was none the wiser as a literal child back then (8 years old) first watching it.

I like to think the latter was Scott's truth, the reason he gave his mother; because even if they're somewhat estranged, I know Scott loves his mother, and even though he'd grown close to Shelby, I like to believe he trusts his mother more than a girl he recently grew fond of. it makes sense she made him write down the things he couldn't say to her so she could later use it as blackmail if Scott were to open his mouth. she's a parasite, and the fact the series ends on her "getting away with it" like Scott feared in the first place, (and the reason he didn't want to open his mouth), is the worst kind of denial of closure I've had in fiction.

but that means a lot to me considering I rarely post, haha. I appreciate it.

#scott barringer

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galacticxcosmos · 3 years

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𝐖𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞 ❣︎ ᵏᵗʰ

Pairing :- Taehyung X Reader

Genre :- Bestfriends to Lovers AU, Erotic, Angst, Romance and Fluff.

Rating :- 18+ ( M )

Word Count :- 4.4k

Summary :- "Not everyone in this world deserves to be loved. I am one of those little number of unfortunate people" that's what you thought after your terrible breakup which led you to your bestfriend's appartment at midnight to seek comfort until things went way beyond just 'comfort'.

Warnings :- It's CEO Taehyung (but no office romance shit), Broke college student, Dom Taehyung, Sub reader, Some angst that idk how I managed to write, Sexual Tension, Buried feelings, Past feelings, Teasing, Morning Sex, Daddy Kink, Pinning, Oral (M receiving), Unprotected Sex, After care (omg) with fluff (omg).

A/N :- I know that I haven't been very active on Tumblr, but trust me I am trying my best, also I am still working on the next chapter for "Chemicals Collide", so please be a little more patient. Also I got inspiration for this Oneshot from Jungkook's cover, I think you guessed it already, but then I saw I had already written a JK Oneshot, so I gave this to Tae baby. Enjoy~

Not everyone in this world deserves to be loved. I am one of those little number of unfortunate people.

I could feel the numb pain in my stomach, feeling like I am going to throw up, going back and forth between feeling nothing and being unable to stop the tears. All I could think about was if this is really the end. I picked up my pace, now breaking into a fast jog towards Taehyung's house. Tears we're rapidly streaming down my face, uncontrollable at this point. I sprinted through the apartment complex, my legs moving as quickly as they could to get to him. I wiped my face with my sleeve as I got to his floor, a failed attempt to make myself look slightly okay.

I knew Taehyung would see right past these attempts though, he'll quickly understand that I've been sobbing with one glance in my direction. He knew me too well. After knocking on the door, there was a faint thud before someone cautiously opened the door. Taehyung stood there, slightly disheveled with the smell of alcohol dripping off of him. Right, Saturday means Taehyung gets shit faced every night. Although intoxicated, he quickly realised I wasn't okay. "What happened? Did someone hurt you? Do I need to go and fight someone?" He slurred slightly, stepping outside. I chuckled, placing a hand on his chest and pushing him back into the apartment before he got the both of us locked out.

"How many have you drank?" I asked, going to the kitchen and grabbing a water bottle to give him. My legs were threatening to give out, but he should property drink something besides alcohol before he puts himself in a coma. I walked over to where he sat on the couch, handing him the water bottle before going to pick up bottles. Sure, drinking was absolutely terrible and Taehyung may have developed a problem. I just never comment on it because we all have our own ways of dealing with things, not all of them being good. After cleaning up his expensive ass apartment, I went to sit down with him. He was quietly watching TV, taking interest in some show that showed people getting hurt. He was slowly sipping his water, showing barely any interest in the almost full bottle he held in his hand.

"Tae, I asked, how many have you drank?" I asked again. "I counted like 10 while cleaning up." Taehyung didn't say anything, just shrugging as he propped his feet up on the ottoman. I sighed, following his actions and getting comfortable. It must be nice to have an apartment to yourself and not be stuck in a crammed dorm room with another person. Must be nice to not go to school and struggle everyday. Nice to not have your heart broken on the day of your anniversary. Without noticing, a small sob fell from my lips, catching Taehyung's attention instantly. Worry was written across his face as he peered over to me, one eyebrow raised.

"What happened?" He mumbled, moving to wrap one arm around me. He held me close to him, a mix of his cologne and alcohol filling my nose. "He broke up with me." I mumbled, another sob falling from my lips. I wrapped my arms around Taehyung's toned torso, hugging him like there was no tomorrow. "Isn't it your anniversary? Didn't you text me earlier today about everything?" He asked gently, trying not to make it seem like a big deal. Another sob fell, making him realise that maybe it wasn't a good idea to pull on that string. He sighed, moving so he could easily pull me into his lap. I quickly straddled him in order to bury my face in his neck.

My arms still held onto his torso as he wrapped his arms around me. He must've closed the water bottle and tossed it aside sometime earlier, deciding it was more important to comfort me. So, how the hell did a broke college student become best friends with one of the youngest CEOs in Seoul? It honestly still amazes me that we're even still friends, that I get the pleasure of being his best friend. He's everything you'd want in a person. Caring, beautiful, fit despite his work schedule, one of most hardworking people you'll ever meet.

We've been friends since we were teens, simple freshmen stuck together for a lab experiment. Thinking back on it, it's sort of funny because the first thing he ever said was I like your shirt. I smiled slightly, thinking back on the fond memories. Taehyung and I are some of the closest of people, and we're always joined at the hip when we aren't busy. I mean, we grew up together, figured out college together, lost our virginity to each other. I chuckled slightly thinking about it. Two teens frustrated and scared to lose it to someone who didn't know us. It just sort of played out one night, safe word established quickly since Taehyung was so worried. Taehyung shuffled slightly under me.

"What are you laughing about, Miss?" He teased, jabbing my sides. He's always loved fucking with me, and knew how to get on my nerves in just a few attempts. I decided to lie, figuring that, if he even remembered that night, he wouldn't want to hear about it. I shrugged, shoving my face into his neck further. "I was thinking about science when we were paired together." I said, my focus going to my shirt that was riding up slightly. Taehyung paid no attention to it, his hands resting on the bare skin of my back.

"Ugh, don't remind me." He laughed before mocking himself. "I like your shirt." I laughed, shaking my head at him. I sat up, my hands placed on his chest. He seemed tired, but sobering up a bit. His hands released my torso, going to wipe the tears off my cheeks. I smiled slightly before climbing off his lap and standing back up. "Finish drinking your water." I said, tossing the bottle over to where he was sitting. I walked into his living room, opening up the fridge and seeing what was there. I shrugged, settling on leftover takeout I'm assuming was from the shop near his work. I tossed it into the microwave before calling out to Taehyung.

"Do you want anything?" I asked, waiting for a response. "You." A small reply came, unsure and small compared to his normal loud ass. I laughed at him before asking the question once more. He simply said nothing, stating he wasn't hungry. He usually isn't when he drinks anyway. I took the takeout out, walking back into the living room. I sat and ate, making sure not to spill anything because I definitely couldn't afford to buy him a new one. This couch is probably my salary, the boy's got money. "Are you okay?" He asked, reaching over to rub my thigh. "Didn't I tell you he was a dick though? You should date better people. Like me."

I laughed at him, playfully swatting his hand away from me. I went back to my food, not paying attention to the hand creeping up towards my thigh once more. He rubbed his hand up my thighs once more, smiling slightly. "Taehyung, you're drunk." I mumbled, shoving food into my mouth once more.

Taehyung moved once more, placing his hand on my arm. Whines immediately came from me, complaining about the food and expensive couch. "Taehyung, I'm going to spill this on your couch and you're going to be mad at me" I threatened. "Fuck it. I can buy a new one." He mumbled, reaching up to smack the food out of my hand. I jerked my arm away, setting the tray down on the coffee table. "No you can't you drunk cunt." I mumbled, jumping over and pulling him down on the couch. I curled up under his arm, my face buried in his chest while I placed my arm on his side. He smiled, looking up at the TV after placing a kiss on my forehead. He held me closer, and continued to hold me until I drifted off to sleep.

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The sound of shuffling woke me up, my eyes barely adjusting to the bright light. Taehyung was shuffling next to me, struggling to get up. I let out a small grunt, moving so he could easily stand up. He apologized before running off to what I assumed was the bathroom. I smashed myself into the corner of the couch, trying to gain back the warmth that just left. Taehyung's chuckles filled the room as he passed by the living room, walking into the kitchen. He was probably going to go grab pain killers and a water. He waltzed back to the couch, plopping down. I let out a small grunt of disapproval.

"Come on, go and do your classes." He said, pulling me by my shirt towards him. He's always used his strength to do whatever, and it gets annoying every now and then. "Would you stop pulling me around like a ragdoll?" I said, rolling over to look at him. He had a smirk on his face, missing his shirt that he was previously wearing. "Go get a shirt on" I said. "No." He said, dropping a water bottle and laying down. I rolled over, cuddling into his warm embrace. His golden skin always give off warmth, and god I loved it. "Shouldn't you have classes to attend?" Taehyung asked, wrapping his arms around me. I rolled my eyes at him, wondering how stupid he has to be to not understand.

"I just got my heart broken yesterday, why would I want to do anything?" I mumbled, "I just want comfort and to rest for awhile." Taehyung nodded, holding me. He mumbled something that I didn't quite catch, but I was too lazy to ask what he said. "Why do you date douchebags? I mean, they don't give you the love you deserve and end up breaking your heart. You should find someone that actually cares about you." He mumbled, tangling his legs with mine. "Why does it matter to you Taehyung?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Because you come to my apartment at like 3 am sobbing usually. And you shouldn't even be out at that time, with someone else or alone for that matter. It's not safe. And you deserve better." He mumbled. "Would you stop worrying about that? I'll be okay." I could barely even finish my sentence when Taehyung crashed his lips onto mine, our lips molding together within seconds. Taehyung pulled away slightly, attaching his lips on to my jaw. My breath hitched, hands moving to grab at his arms.

"Taehyung, I don't think this is a good idea." I mumbled, his movements coming to a stop and his body stiffing. "I just mean we're probably just confused and I just broke up and you're a famous CEO hooking up with a college st-" I knew if I asked, he would immediately stop. It's not that I was afraid of him doing something stupid, I was afraid of the underlying feelings I had for my best friend. The feelings that make me want to cherish and love him just as much as have him fuck my brains out.

"Tell me y/n, do you really think I don't notice?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Think I don't notice the looks you give me when you think I'm not paying attention? You rubbing together your thighs when you're around me?". "Taehyung I still don't think-", "You don't think this is a good idea because you're afraid. You'll have a real man now, someone that will love and appreciate you as well as please you? Listen, I have no problem with that as long as you return it." He mumbled, moving over to whisper in my ear. "Do you know how much you affect me?"

He licked my ear, sucking slightly causing me to whimper. My eyes were screwed shut, head cocked to side. He climbed around so he could be on top, grinding our hips together slightly. His bulge rubbed against my thigh, rock hard. "Taehyung-", "Waste it on me y/n. Your love, please just this once. You waste it on everyone else, so why not me? Why not your best friend that's in love? Please, it's not going to hurt if it's just once." He mumbled, locking eyes with me. "Taehyung-", "Daddy." He corrected, is he serious right now?? He wants me to fill in his kinks now??

"Taehy-", "Did you not hear me babygirl?" He said, staring down at me. I gripped his torso, wondering how the hell I got myself into this situation. How I ended up here, with him. "Daddy, please." I said, coming out more whiny than I expected. He smirked slightly, a look of confidence flushing over his face. "What babygirl? Tell me so I can please you." He said, moving so his face was a mere millimeters away. "Kiss me."

He did, quickly getting rid of the space in between us. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me. My hands tangled in his hair, pulling slightly. His hips slightly rolled into mine, pulling a moan from the both of us. Taehyung's hands slipped down, running up and down my sides, stopping to squeeze slightly. His hands found their way to my ass, squeezing and rubbing. "Daddy~" I whined, rolling my hips up into his. He let out a small groan, moving to place hot, open mouthed kisses all along my neck. He stopped to suck a small bruise here and there, making sure to leave his mark.

His hands slipped into my shirt, squeezing my sides. I giggled slightly, jerking away from the ticklish action. Taehyung smiled up at me before slipping my shirt up and eventually over my head. My arms instinctively went to cover my skin, Taehyung clicking his tongue slightly. "Come on babe, don't make me tie you up." He mocked, smirking at me. My eyes widened slightly, taking Taehyung back for a moment. "God, I don't remember a freak in highschool.", "Oh my God. Please don't." I said, staring at him. He's referring to losing our virginity to each other, embarrassing.

"So shy and innocent-", "I don't remember such a cocky shit in the bedroom either? You think you've gotten better?" I challenged. "I know I've gotten better." He answered. He's so full of himself. "Whoever cums first, loses." I challenged, staring up at him. He looked taken back. I smiled, sitting up in order to push him back on the couch. I straddled him, sitting on his hips as I took my bra off and tossed it somewhere across the room. Taehyung's hands flew up, squeezing and pinching what he could manage. I let out a small whine when he took a sensitive bud in between his fingers, twisting it roughly. My hips involuntary rolled, Taehyung's hips jerking up. I moved, going to pull on his shorts. The more I pulled down, I realized he wasn't wearing any underwear.

"This was your plan all morning?" I questioned. "Nope, just when I seen you over here looking like a fresh baked snack." He said, making me laugh at how stupid he was. I rolled my eyes, kissing his hips slightly. Once his shorts were off, he wasted no time kicking them halfway across the room. I giggled slightly, laying down on the couch so I was level with his cock. Taehyung threw his head back, his breathing becoming uneven. I licked a long stripe from bottom to top, stopping at the top to flick my tongue along his tip. I slowly wrapped my lips around his tip, sinking down slightly before coming back up. I took inch by inch until he hit the back of my throat, sinking down a bit more before coming up. A low moan fell from Taehyung as I swallowed around him, his hips involuntary bucked up into my mouth.

I fought off my gag reflex, hallowing my cheeks around him. I let him face fuck me, his hands roughly controlling my head to please himself. A loud whine fell from him, grabbing my hair and pulling my head up an off. He wrapped his fingers around his base, squeezing. Once he calmed down, he looked up at me. "Okay Miss, your turn." He said before basically pouncing on me. Our lips connected in a rush, molding together as his hands slipped into my jeans. He popped open the buttons with ease, sliding my jeans down my legs. His warms hands squeezed my thighs, coming up to link his fingers with my lace panties.

He pulled away from the kiss, locking eyes with me quickly before sinking down. He gently pulled off the lace, tossing it aside. After a bit, he nipped at my thigh, sucking a bruise. He continued nipping at my thighs, making me get more and more impatient. "Daddy! Please!" I whined, my hips bucking up. He moved, licking a long stripe. I whined as me began sucking on my clit, flicking his tongue every now and then. My hands were buried in his hair, resisting the urge to crush his head with my thighs.

I felt Taehyung's smirk, wrapping his arms around my thighs and pinning me down. I bucked my hips into his mouth, a low moan falling from my lips. "Taehyung, slow down." I whined, my legs shaking in his arms. He did, slowing down his tongue flicks. He let go one of my legs, moving his finger to me gently. Slowly, he pushed his finger in knuckle deep. I couldn't fight the loud moan that fell from me.

"God I fucking love your thighs." He mumbled, drawing circles where one of his arms was still wrapped around me. "So thick and full, so much better than the sticks that throw themselves at me." A small laugh came from me, shaking my head at him. "I'm sure you've had plenty of those sticks in here." He shook his head, drawing his finger out slowly before pushing it back in. I grabbed his wrist, positioning it a bit differently and told him to curl his fingers next time. He followed, hitting exactly where I needed him to. My whole body jerked, making him smile up at me.

"Fuck I've missed you." Taehyung groaned, talking to himself more than anything. I wasn't sure if he meant me, or my heat. I decided not to ask, not wanting to get hurt over something so stupid. His fingers picked up their pace, hitting exactly where I told him. Moans fell from my lips, my head thrown back as I held onto his head. Slowly, I felt an orgasm coming upon me. "Taehyung!" I whined, grabbing his arm and jerking him away. He could easily continue, overpower me completely with just one hand. But Taehyung isn't like that. He became instantly worried."Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Do you want to stop?" He asked, panic striking him from all sides.

I laughed, sitting up. I pulled him to me, kissing him as deeply as I could. "No, you're okay. Just, a bit overwhelming." I smiled. He nodded, sitting up. "Is it okay if I continue, I need to stretch you out. I'd hate to hurt you." He said, slightly hesitant with each word he spoke. "Of course. And what happened to the man that was just so cocky seconds ago?" I asked, teasing him. He scoffed, continuing. He started with one finger, slowly adding a second and beginning a scissoring motion.

Small moans fell from me, gripping his arm where I was able to. Looking down, Taehyung still wore his arrogant smile. After he deemed me stretched and ready enough, he sat up and in between my thighs. He looked around for a few seconds, for what I'm assuming is for a condom or something like that. "No condom." I mumbled, making his attention snap back over to me. His cheeks were slightly flushed and eyes full of concern and slight worry. "I'm on the pill." I reassured. "Yeah, but that's not a 100% you won't get pregnant." Taehyung mumbled, still worried. I laughed, shaking my head at him.

"It's pretty damn close, but if you're really that scared go find one. I'll be here waiting for you." I teased, watching his eyes narrow at me slightly. I giggled as he pounced on top of me, pinning my arms above my head with ease. A small smirk grew on my face as I nibbled slightly on his earlobe. "Daddy, please fuck me." Taehyung couldn't resist anymore, positioning himself before easily sliding in. He let out a loud grunt as he bottomed out, his head falling into my neck. "Fuck, when's the last time you've had sex?"

"What? What do you mean?" I asked, slightly panicking at his question. Taehyung slowly pushed himself up, sitting back on his legs with my thighs in his palms. I propped myself up on my elbows, watching as he slowly slid out before slamming back into me. I jolt of pleasure shot throughout my body. "You haven't been fucked in awhile, no? You're so tight." Taehyung said, placing on of my legs over his shoulder to give him better access. I let out a loud moan as he picked up his pace, gaining a steady and rather quick rhythm. Taehyung was letting out small grunts, his face becoming sweaty and his bangs sticking to his forehead.

"Ah, Taehyung" I whined, grabbing onto his arm as he pounded into me. He scoffed, leaning forward to nail my g-spot. He was folding me in half, basically. "I'll let that one slip, babygirl. But next time you're getting punished." He growled, crashing his lips onto mine while still maintaining his thrusts. As the kiss became rougher, so did his thrusts. The sound of skin hitting skin soon filled the room accompanied by moans. Taehyung's grip was harsh, holding onto my waist and thighs like it was the only thing keeping him alive. I could barely see straight anymore, pleasure washing over me. I smiled, remembering something Taehyung was absolutely weak for. I reached up, taking one of his sensitive buds in between my fingers and flicking it roughly.

He let out a throaty groan, head falling forward slightly. He was focusing on his thrusts, speeding up and slamming harder than before. Profanities spilt from the both of us, gripping onto whatever we could to keep us in place. "Fuck, I'm going to cum." Taehyung moaned, making me smirk up at him. I mumbled a small, then I win. His head shot up, completely forgetting about the dumb bet set long ago. His fingers went straight to my clit, roughly stimulating me. I yelped, holding onto his wrist for dear life while clamping down around him.

His thrusts we're sloppy and more desperate than before, quickly reaching his high. With a few lasts thrusts and moans, he came deep inside of me. As soon as he came, the stimulation caught up and sent me flying over. Bolts of pleasure shot throughout me, my toes curling and head thrown back into the sofa. I ripped Taehyung's fingers away from me, becoming too sensitive. He smirked, sliding his fingers into my mouth. I licked them, rolling my tongue in between. He watched, shaking his head.

My body was shaking, something Taehyung was quick to notice. He laid his body weight on top of me, kissing me with the most passion he ever has. The shaking came to an eventual stop, both of us relaxing for a few seconds. "Well, I guess we both lost." I mumbled, not really knowing how to not make this awkward. Taehyung laughed, shaking his head violently.

"Let's not do that weird thing where you think I'm going to suddenly leave you." He smiled, running his hands up and down my thighs. "I'll go run us a bath." He got up, jogging into the bathroom. I heard water turn on followed by a few drawers opening. After a few moments, he came back and scooped me up into his arms bridle style, making me laugh. Taehyung sat down first, then helping me sit down in between his legs. I let out a small hum, leaning against his torso and relaxing. "You know Taehyung, this is really nice." I smiled, letting him trace little patterns onto my shoulders and chest.

He smiled, kissing my shoulder gently. "Your girlfriend is going to be so lucky, she just doesn't know it yet.", "Well um, I was actually hoping you'd be my girlfriend. And I mean like, official official like dating and going out and doing things together." He laughed, "Not just hook-ups at 3 am.", "Are you serious? You're messing with me?" I calmly said, acting as if I didn't care but the frantic beating in my chest told another story. "Yeah, I've loved you since like high school." Taehyung said, becoming cheesy and acting offended when I made fun of him for it.

"I'd love to be with you Taehyung. I just think it's weird that the youngest CEO in the world is dating a broke college student." I said. "And don't get me wrong, I'm not dating you just because you're a CEO. I actually do love and care about you a lot. I always have cared about you in a more than friends way.", "Stop referring to yourself as a broke college student. You're my best friend since high school, my first ever love and my love now." He said, a dumb smile plastered across his face. I laughed, making fun of him again.

"I'm glad Taehyung. I love you too." I smiled, looking back and pecking his lips. He wore the brightest smile, kissing my shoulders while wrapping his arms around me and holding me close. I smiled, "Jesus Christ I'm happy that dick broke up with me." Taehyung laughed in response, "Get broken up by a dick and then dicked down after. You fucking slut.", I laughed, turning around to punch him in the shoulder. "Says the one that was willing to fuck me right there, on the spot." I said, mocking him. "Hey, you never told me to stop. And if you did you know I would've." He said, beginning to ramble and get cheesy again. "Okay, relax. You just fucked me, don't get all phycological about it." You playfully rolled your eyes.

"You know what?? I am glad that this time you wasted it on me" he lovingly kissed your cheek.

The End.

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So I've been having this idea since idk probably 2017: Scott is getting married and he throws some little engagement party and Alex is Scott's best man. But do you know who the best man of Scott's spouse is (whoever that may be)? Hank McCoy of course :) And since him and Alex have the same duties, they can't help but spend time with one another :)))))))))

When I first got this, I was like "What does a best man even do?" A hell of A LOT of work. Like damn, they deserve some respect for how much they do for their friend's wedding.

Also sorry this is late.

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“Hey Scott, I’m here. What happened? Is everything alright?”

When Alex woke up this morning to see three missed calls and several texts from Scott, he was in a panic. Scott said to meet him at their usual café where they have lunch every Saturday, and to be quick because it was urgent. He should know better than to immediately assume the worst has happened and he never got so ready and out the door so quick in his life.

“What? Alex I’m fine. Sit down get a drink, you look like you need it.” Scott says looking at Alex as if he was crazy.

Alex slumps down into his seat and smiles at the waitress that was quick to arrive as he orders a coffee. “So what’s urgent?” He asks when he finally takes a sip from his coffee and wrapping his hands around the warm mug.

He didn’t know what he expected really. Maybe if Scott and Logan broke up after five years of dating, or if he lost his job, or god forbid they are struggling to pay for rent, but he really wasn’t expecting for his older brother to hold up his left hand with a huge smile on his face. Showing off his engagement ring with what looks to be the biggest diamond on it. “I’m getting married!” He says excitedly.

“Oh wow! Congratulations Scott. This is great news.” He says as his brain struggles to process what he was seeing. “You expected bad news, didn’t you?” He asks and Alex feels his cheeks grow hot as he gives him a sheepish grin. “Maybe?” He manages to says and Scott rolls his eyes. “You have to stop being so negative Alex.” He says and the blond knew his older brother was teasing. “Yeah to be fair, when you wake up to three missed calls and a lot of urgent text messages, you would have thought the same thing.” He argues and Scott chuckles as he leans back in his seat.

“True.” He says.

“But really. You deserve this Scott, I’m happy for you.” He says softly and Scott gives him a smile as he squeezes Alex’s hand. “Thank Alex.” He says just as soft. “Would you two like anything to eat?” A waitress asks, kind of ruining the moment and she gives the brothers a apologetic smile, knowing she did just that. “What’s the special?” Scott asks. “Vegetable beef today.”

“Oh that sounds good, I’ll have that please.”

Alex smiles as he gently shakes his head. Scott and his soup, he never understood how Scott loves soup so much. “I’ll just have the usual.” He says and she nods. “Don’t you ever want to try something new?” He asks and Alex shrugs. Scott gives him an amused grin before he clears his throat and gives his baby brother a serious look.

“I wanted to ask you a important question.” He says and Alex realizes that they weren’t playing around anymore. “Of course, what is it?” He asks.

“Will you be my best man?”

Alex stares at him before he gives him a huge smile. “Of course man! I would love to. Wait, what does the best man even do?” He asks. He has never been a huge part of a wedding before, he only ever attended two in his life. “Don’t worry, I will give you a number of Logan’s best man and let you two talk it out. He’s been a best man before.” He says as he grabs Alex’s phone that was resting on top of the table. “Wait, you expect me to talk to Logan’s best man. If he’s like your fiancé, I want nothing of it.” He says.

“Oh come on! He is nothing like Logan. Trust me, he will help. He’s like nice, tall, brunet, glasses-”

“So a nerd then.” Alex deadpans.

“Alex, please just give him a chance. I have a little engagement party on Saturday, you should come over and meet Hank in person. Trust me, you won’t regret this.”

~*~

He couldn’t believe he was doing this, but it was important to his brother, and he’ll do anything for his family.

“You made it!” Scott beams as he pulls him into a hug. Alex winces at how tightly he was hugging him but he squeezes him back. “Barely.” He mutters and Scott huffs but gives him a fond smile. “Come on, you need to meet Hank!” Alex doesn’t think he ever seen his brother become so excited over something before, but since he started dating Logan, he was nothing full of smiles and laughter.

It made him happy seeing his older brother happy.

Scott takes his hand and pull him over to Logan where he was talking to a tall brunet. That must be Hank. “Logan.” Alex says and the man gives him a grin. “Hey slim, about time you showed up. Scott has been anxiously waiting for you to arrive.” The blond couldn’t help but grin when Scott smacks his fiancé in the shoulder with his cheeks flushed. “What can I say? I like to arrive fashionably late. Probably got it from my mother.” He jokes, causing Logan to snort.

“Anyway, Alex I like for you to meet Hank McCoy, he is Logan’s best man. Hank I like you to meet my younger brother Alex.” He introduces.

Alex wasn’t sure what to think. The first thought that came up was ‘oh no, he’s hot’ that quickly morph to him mentally asking how the hell does Logan know a nerd like McCoy. Last time he heard was Logan wasn’t a fan of nerds. The brunet gives him a friendly grin and holds out a hand. “So you’re the Alex that Scott can’t stop talking about. It’s nice to meet you.” He says with a low tone and what is Scott up to?

Alex realizes that just standing there is rude and quickly shakes his hand. “Only good things I hope.” He says shyly. “I’m not that evil, now go and talk, become friends.” Scott demands as he pushes Logan along as he walks away.

“Okay, he’s up to something. He only acts like this when he tries to do things for me that I don’t like.” Hank gives him a amused look as he grabs a couple of champagne flutes off a tray as a waitress passes by and hands one to the blond.

How the hell do they afford this?

“So I heard this is your first time being a best man.” The bozo says after he takes a sip out of his glass. “Uh yeah, one can say I don’t go out a lot. Only been to like two weddings and they’re lucky I even go. Mostly go for the food.” He confesses. “Well we have a lot to talk about then.”

“Sure, lead the way bozo.” He internally winces when Hank gives him a sharp look. Why can’t he keep his mouth shut? “Well we have to take in a lot to account for. We are in charge of planning the bachelor party for each of them, shop for formalwear, coordinate travel and make sure everyone book their hotel rooms early, attend pre-wedding events, help guests on the wedding day and lots more.” Hank lists off.

What? Alex knew for a fact he got zero of that and he blinks. Scott expects him of all people to pull that off? “Overwhelmed? Don’t worry, I was just like you the first time. I wished I had someone to help me.” He comments. “Yeah, I’m grateful, thanks.” He says and Hank gives him a grin.

Why does he keep smiling at Alex? He can’t be distracted right now.

“Thankfully we have eight months to plan, so we got lots of time to take this slow and easy. Did Scott already give you my number? Don’t worry, he already gave me yours.” He asks and Alex nods wordlessly. “Perfect, then we can meet up quite a bit.”

Alex had to admit, Hank was really nice and extremely helpful as the hours went by. Of course don’t get him wrong, Hank was still a nerd, but he was a great guy.

“So what did Scott tell you about me exactly?” Alex has been gearing himself up to ask this question all night and he finally gathered the courage to ask. “He told me how nice you were, and how you had a temper but once I get to know you that you were like the sweetest guy on the planet. He also kept on telling me about how you don’t date and don’t like to leave the apartment but you loved animals and your job.”

Oh.

Scott was so going to get it.

“Of course, I should’ve known. Can you give me a minute? I’ll be right back.” He says sweetly and Hank gives him a slightly wide eyed look. “You’re not going to kill him are you?” He asks and Alex smiles. “No, just a very stern talking to, maybe a threat or two. Just sibling stuff.” He replies truthfully.

Scott was going to die tonight.

“Well, if you want to know, he was right. You are pretty awesome once I get to know you.” Hank says shyly and blushes. Alex could feel his own cheeks grow hot and he gives him a shy smile. “Yeah?” He asks. Hank seemed to see that Alex wasn’t going to kill anyone at the moment and he gives him a confident smile. “Yeah.” He says softly.

Killing Scott can wait.

Hope you like it :)

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