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Almost Lost You : ̗̀➛ Charles LeClerc

summary: things have been frosty between the two of you for some time, but when everything turns upside down, is charles really willing to lose you as a result of it all?

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“Where are you going?” You shouted across at Charles, finding yourself looking in disbelief as he began to pick up the red bag that was on the arm of the sofa, throwing the strap over his shoulder. “Are you seriously leaving right now?”

As you spoke again, Charles’ head snapped around to look at you, his shoulders dropping as he let go of a sigh. “I think it’s for the best if we just have a bit of space, I’ll see you down at the track.”

Truthfully neither of you could even remember what it was that you were fighting about anymore, you’d barely seen each other for weeks and the tension was building. What you had hoped would be a happy reunion had become a weekend of nightmares for you both. You were training in two separate countries, counting down the days until you could see each other again, and now it felt like Charles couldn’t get away from you quick enough.

“Have a good race,” he told you as he picked up his keys from the worktop.

The lack of emotion in his voice sent a shiver down your spine, “that’s the nicest thing you’ve said to me all weekend,” you soon found yourself muttering under your breath.

“What was that?” Charles questioned as he passed you by.

Your head shook as you heard the door to your apartment open.

“Nothing.”

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Your hand quickly grabbed at the wheel once again as you felt yourself going slightly wide into the turn, rushing to steady the car. Down the radio you could hear the frustrations of your team as yet again you found yourself on the verge of sending the car into the barriers.

“Y/N, get your head in the game,” you heard Tom, your race engineer tell you.

You didn’t give him a reply as you concentrated on what was ahead, knowing that you’d need another flying lap to be in with a chance of qualifying for Q3. You took things a little slower as you approached the start line, giving yourself a couple of laps to find yourself again.

“The tyres are pretty worn now, this is going to take a mammoth effort from you to qualify with how you’ve been driving so far this weekend,” Tom warned you as you left him know that you were ready to go.

“I can do it,” you assured him.

If you listened closely enough, you were sure you could hear a faint chuckle in the background of your radio. “Good luck.”

You found yourself with your foot down hard as you went over the start line, teeth gritted and hands firmly on the wheel, determined to silence anyone who doubted you back in the garage. Your lap started well, the corners that had proven tricky throughout the weekend were finally working with you instead of against you, with no other cars in the way to stop you reaching your target.

Back in the garage the excitement was starting to build, your team had begun to worry that something wasn’t quite right throughout your weekend, but now the pieces started to seem like they were fitting together. You didn’t dare tell anyone about your troubles with Charles, half of your team weren’t exactly approving of your decision to date a driver that drove for one of your closest rivals. Did you let that affect you? Of course not. You loved Charles. And he loved you. You thought.

“Damn.”

Silence descended amongst the garage in a split second, all hope was lost as several pairs of hands smacked onto people’s faces.

“Y/N? Y/N?” Tom yelled down the radio, “Y/N are you alright?”

The cameras tried their hardest to show something, but you found yourself in a car that was surrounded by smoke. In the blink of an eye you found yourself staring at the blue of the barrier at the side of the track, heart racing as pain scorched through your body.

Everything had been going so well until you found yourself going over a loose bit of debris over the track, cursing the stewards who must have missed it, your back wheel jammed over it leaving you with no control. The last thing you remembered was skidding over the gravel, scrunching your eyes shut as you found yourself going round and round before bracing for the impact of the almighty bang.

“Y/N, you good?” Tom repeated, still awaiting a response from you.

“I-I think so,” you stuttered, finding yourself unable to move, greeted by pain that you had never experienced before.

“Medical is on the way.”

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Back in the garage of Ferrari, a chorus of groans had captured Charles’ attention as he sat in his car letting his team know exactly what he needed from them in order to support him into Q3.

“What happened?” He asked around, unable to quite see through his visor towards the small television screen that was up in the corner of the garage.

Around him everyone met each others glances, no one wanted to be the one to break the news to Charles. They knew how much he adored you, how protective he was of you, and this would have tipped him over the edge. Luckily for them all though, Fred took a step towards the car and knelt down next to Charles. His presence was enough for Charles to know that something serious had clearly happened, removing his helmet out of respect for his boss.

“There’s been a pretty bad crash,” Fred began to tell him, watching as Charles nodded in reply, managing to figure that out all for himself. “The person involved has told their team they’re alright.”

“Who was involved?” Charles pushed as he watched the smoke on the screen start to disappear, the colours of the bar starting to emerge through the gaps.

“I’m sorry,” Fred whispered.

Charles didn’t need Fred to say anymore as the orange colours of your car became clear, your race number printed against the side of your car clear as day.

“Y/N.”

As Charles looked around the room, no one quite knew the right thing to say. He needed a moment to process, his eyes glued to the screen willing for you to get out of the car. There was no sign of movement from your car, filling Charles with dread. Perhaps things hadn’t been the best between you recently, but that never stopped him loving, caring, about you. The longer that time seemed to pass the more that Charles began to worry. Were you really okay? Was someone out there just trying to protect him?

“We’ll keep you updated throughout Q3 if we hear anything,” a voice suddenly told him, snapping Charles out of his daydream.

“You think I’m going out there?” He gasped in disbelief, shaking his head at the engineer beside hi.

“Charles, the car is super fast, pole is yours for the taking. You can’t let us down now, work has to come first,” he pleaded with him.

The engineer’s words struck a cord with Charles, the penny dropped as he realised what was going on around him. All this time work had been his priority, he had barely given you the time of day for so long all that he cared about was getting that car over the line first, no matter who he hurt along the way.

“I can’t do it.”

“You have to do it.”

“No. No I don’t,” Charles adamantly told them all, the sharp raise of his voice taking many by surprise. “Driving this car isn’t most important right now, making sure that Y/N is alright is.”

With that, Charles took the wheel off of his car, beginning to climb out of it. He could feel the disappointment of his team around him engulfing him, but he didn’t care. He could apologise for disappointing them one day, but right now he was holding onto the chance that he would be able to fix things with you.

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“Are you alright?” The paramedic asked you, leaning over to make sure that you were strapped onto the bed securely.

The corners of your smile turned up slightly, “I’m as comfy as I can be having just gone over 200mph into a barrier.”

“I see you’ve still got your sense of humour,” he chuckled in response.

Your hands gripped either side of the bed as you felt the two paramedics begin to push you towards the ambulance that was waiting to take you away. Getting you out of the car was a much tougher job than anyone had imagined, the damage on your car was extensive, but nothing was more hurt than your pride. Every driver had crashed, most multiple times, but that never stopped you feeling as if you weren’t good enough.

Your body jolted as you were wheeled over the gravel, hearing several apologies come from the two men either side of you. You insisted that it was alright, biting down on your bottom lip to mask the throbbing that was taking it out of you all over your body.

“Wait!” A voice screeched across as you began to be raised up into the ambulance. “Don’t shut that door yet!”

You were far too sore to lift your head up to see who was making the noise, but you knew. You could almost feel your heart skip a beat as a familiar voice called out.

“Y/N?”

“Sir, are you alright?” One of the paramedics questioned, watching in confusion as a figure ran across the track in order to try and get to them before they shut the door.

“She’s my girlfriend, I just want to make sure that she’s alright.” Charles told them.

The paramedic looked down at you, nodding as you nodded back at him too, silently assuring him that it was alright, that Charles was with you.

As soon as he got silent permission from the paramedic, Charles took a hold of your hand, getting to look at you for the first time. You were pretty cut up and bruised, the sharp intake of breath that came from him as he studied you was enough to confirm that for you.

“Are you alright,” he whispered, brushing his fingertips gently over the back of your hand, treating you like the most fragile thing in the world.

Your head shook in reply to him, “everything hurts.”

“Oh baby.”

You had tried your hardest to hold back any sort of emotion since the moment you lost control, but as soon as you found Charles by your side, you couldn’t keep it together any longer. Before you knew it Charles’ spare hand was underneath your eyes to wipe away the tears that were falling. All that you had bubbled up from the race, the arguments, the fear of where things were going had finally reached the surface. And it killed Charles too.

“You’re in safe hands,” he whispered down to you, brushing your hair out of your face when he found a second to move away from your eyes. “You’re gonna be alright.”

“I’m sorry.”

Your words cut through Charles like a knife, reality there to smack him in the face. What did you have to be sorry for? You were both responsible but Charles knew he had been so much worse.

“What have you got to be sorry for?”

“Everything,” you murmured, your voice shaky and unsteady, “but most of all being stupid enough to crash.”

The two of you were so lost in yourselves you had failed to realise that the ambulance was now shut and you were on your way to the hospital to get yourself checked out. On the other side of the vehicle Charles knew there would be many men dressed in red unhappy with him, but if he was honest, he just didn’t care.

“You don’t need to be sorry,” Charles assured you, leaning down to press a kiss against the top of your head, “you couldn’t help what happened out there.”

“It’s not just what happened out there Charles.”

“We’ve not been in a good place, right?”

Your head nodded in agreement, pain still etched upon your face as you found yourself wriggling ever so slightly in an attempt to make yourself comfortable. Charles moved straight away, offering himself to try and help you settle again.

“Let’s not worry about that for now, let’s just see what’s going on with you.”

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After several hours in the hospital, specialists, doctors, friends all visiting you, you were finally starting your journey to mend. You had a fair few bruises, a fracture in your wrist but most of all you had a huge dent to your confidence which you knew you would get over.

Throughout it all, Charles never left your side, listening intently to everything that everyone had to say in order to know what he could do to look after you. Carlos had popped by and brought Charles something more comfortable to wear and the reassurance that the majority of the garage understood why he had chosen to do what he did.

And now you found yourselves alone.

The tension was nowhere near as bad as it was when the two of you woke in your hotel room that morning but you both knew there was plenty still to talk about. You pushed your body up on the bed so that you were sat up, feeling Charles press his hand to your back to make you lean forwards and placing a cushion behind you to rest on.

“Are you alright?” Charles asked as he pulled his chair closer towards you.

“I’ll get there,” you lightly joked, offering him a smile. “I’m alright.”

Your voice sounded convincing, but Charles knew you better than that. “I was so worried back in that garage, I really thought there was a chance that I was going to lose you.”

“I thought I was going to lose you too,” you suddenly admitted, taking Charles by surprise. “When you walked out this morning I thought maybe you’d given up.”

Charles’ head shook straight away, shuffling even further forwards and taking a hold of your hand. He went to speak but his breath was trapped in disbelief. The thought of walking out the door and not returning had never even crossed Charles’ mind no matter how angry he got. Knowing that that was what you thought he would do tore him apart, there was no chance that he was ever going to give up on you so easily.

“I love you,” he reminded you, saying those three little words that he knew meant the most to you. “I’m sorry that I’ve been such a horrible boyfriend recently.”

“You haven’t-“

“-I have,” he interrupted, “you don’t need to make me feel better y/n.”

“Maybe we’ve both been a bit neglectful,” you suggested, refusing to let Charles take all the blame for what had happened.

You’d both been so wrapped up in work and making sure that you were on top that you’d forgotten all about the people that had helped you get there. You were each others biggest fans, even if you didn’t always show it.

“You know, there’s one good thing about all of this,” Charles mumbled, pressing a kiss against the top of your head. “Now that you’re injured I’ve got the perfect excuse to look after you and be a proper boyfriend to you.”

“Charles, you’ve always been a good boyfriend to me,” you corrected.

Charles laughed back at you, the familiar sound that you had missed so much.

“I’ll be an even better boyfriend then,” he smirked, standing up from where he sat and moving to the edge of your bed.

You shuffled across so that there was enough space for Charles to sit himself as close to you as he possibly could. It was the closest the two of you had been together for quite some time, and admittedly, you absolutely loved it.

“I love you,” he smiled, gently nudging against your side, “I don’t ever want to lose you.”

“You won’t lose me,” you replied, bumping him back too, “I love you too.”

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˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

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kymerawrites · 3 days

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Maffia x Simon Riley

“Do-don’t…stop” I moaned. (A few moments earlier)

Warning: FINGERING/Mastrubation

It’s been a few months since I found a new member, ghost, he wasn’t just another member we had something more, one time counting my money he stood there. Always with that mask. I was only wearing a bikini sitting in my safe with the millions of money I made that day from various deals and smuggles.

He just stood there, so stoic. And he couldn’t get his eyes of me.

She was sitting on a pile of money it may be were millions of dollars. She looks stunning, incredible. I couldn’t deny for a mafia woman. She was one of the most confident people I’ve ever seen, but I came here with a task, to take her down.

But no one knows that yet, I’m infiltrating her drugs business, she thinks I’m just another one of her new partners

She’s extremely intelligent and extremely seductive, she’s the most skilled assassin I’ve ever met. Her business is extremely profitable. Making 13 billion dollars a year.

She also believes she is untouchable as she’s in control of the police, government, justice and courts, so you can understand why she didn’t hesitate to let me join one of her main drug trades.

She’s extremely manipulative, cunning, calculating and cold hearted. She’s extremely dangerous and she has so much power I would need a the 141 and other teams to infiltrate her business.

As I stood there, looking at her I couldn’t help but admire how stunning she is, and then realised how much of a fool I was for getting distracted.

In a bikini she sat on the piles of dollars, just counting and smoking a sigaret.

Every now and then her right hand man, Leo would come and sit next to her. Just watching her count her money while she just sat there not giving a damn as usual. She was in her own world.

The last thing she would want to do is stop her counting, she was that obsessed with money. You could say she loves money more than she loves herself.

She even has a massive vault that stores millions of dollars in the basement. She has no use for it, she just loves looking at it as it makes her feel powerful and special

“Ghost come here..” I looked at Leo and nodded for him to leave

He just nodded and left. She didn’t look up at me, she continued to count. “Take a seat” she said. I sat down next to her watching her continue.

After about 20 to 30 minutes of sitting there watching her count her money, she finally finished. She finally looked up at me with a smile on her face. “Now that’s a lot of money Ghost and that’s only the tip of the ice berg” she said.

I picked up a 1000 dollar stash and threw it to him “this is maybe 0,001% of my fortune. You can have it ofcourse buy urself something.. nice” she smiled

She was very generous but she loved showing off how much fortune she has, which is understandable as she worked hard for it. She was always showing off her wealth, but she still always managed to look hot.

“What’s wrong Ghost, cat got your tongue?” She said teasing me. She knew exactly how hot she is and it worked to her advantage to get anyone to do her bidding.

She then got up and went to her table to roll a cigarette. I sat and watch her do it making sure I didn’t check her out, I couldn’t afford any distractions. I was there to get intel after all.

But the way she walked, her body somehow I already felt distracted again by her and she noticed it

She looked over at me with a slight smirk on her face. It was hard to tell what she was thinking, she is very skilled at making herself unreadable which is annoying sometimes.

She looked at me straight in the eyes which was almost hypnotising, just looking at her face, her lips etc and then she finally spoke. “Enjoying the view Ghost?” She said.

She then came to sit next to me very close, she put her hand on my knee, she looked at me with that seductive look again. “You’re always so serious Ghost, I’ve always admired that about you” she was so close I could feel and smell her breath, she was breathtaking.

I had seen her with a lot of other men but she never looked at them the same way she looked at me, I was flattered. I can’t remember the last time I was flattered. “Would you like a cigarette Ghost?” She said. She knew I was a smoker, she knew a lot about me actually. I just nodded.

She rolled one out for me and put it to my mouth, she put her lighter to it, she lit the cigarette. I took a drag, it was a nice cigarette, she knew what I liked. She then put the cigarette to her mouth taking a drag and blew it in my face, she was flirting with me.

As she blew the smoke in my face she smirked at me again and said “did you like it?” She was so seductive and so irresistible but I wasn’t there to flirt, I was there for intel which is harder than it sounds because of her.

I just nodded and she didn’t look pleased with my answer, she wanted me to respond. “Use your words Ghost” she just ordered me. She was always so demanding, she is so used to being in control, she is one of those women who demands respect and gets it.

I felt another rank here, it was always my job as a lieutenant to do what she’s doing now, but guess that changed

She then puts her hand on my mask which surprised me and said “but you’re so handsome Ghost, I can get lost in your eyes” she then took another drag of her cigarette. Her hand felt so soft on my hidden face yet it was amazing. She had an amazing way with words and making people feel special, not in a manipulative way, it was just part of her charm.

Her eyes always lit up when she looked at me, she always looked at me in a way she didn’t look at other men. “You have the most beautiful eyes Ghost, it’s a shame you hide them” she said looking deeply into my eyes through the mask. I didn’t know what to say, this is the first time I’ve ever heard her express how she feels about me.

She then continued, “but I can understand why you hide your handsome face, I think it’s sexy, it makes you look mysterious” she continued to stare at me. It was hard to look back at her, I was too distracted.

She must’ve been in the mood as she continued to flirt with me. She sat closer to me, her hand was on my knee again. This time I couldn’t resist, I put my hand on her cheek, I saw a little smirk on her perfect face.

“I never had sex in a vault with money before..” I said to ghost. I actually never did that, I always had ‘vanilla’ men that adorned me, but ghost… he hid, he was mysterious something I felt attracted to. Plus points to the tall and muscular physique of course.

Ghost seemed also in the mood, I looked like I wanted it though, I really did. This man had a charme on me like I had on him. I looked on the stack and layed down

I couldn’t resist any longer, I climbed on top of her. When I did she started to stroke the back of my head with her nails which felt so good and relaxing. I started to kiss her neck as she closed her eyes and felt that she was starting to moan.

As I was kissing her neck, she pushed me away and said “wait a minute Ghost” she then got up as she looked for something under her desk, I just sat watching her, waiting for her.

She had a smirk as she found what she was looking for, a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses. She sat back down on the money. I could tell she wanted to spend this night with me.

She handed me a shot glass, she then started to pour the whiskey into the glass. she was looking at me with those bright seductive eyes of hers. She then took a shot and then handed me my glass. I downed it and she looked impressed with my drinking skills.

She then held my hand and kissed it, she was so charming that it almost made me forget that she was a dangerous assassin, but even after knowing that information I couldn’t help but feel attracted to her.

Ice and fire couldn’t go together, and if so it was a dangerous game we were playing.

She then put her glass down and slid my mask up just above my lip and kissed me, she took the lead and I allowed it, I have never felt so passionately kissed like this by a woman. It was intoxicating, I was getting lost in the moment.

We ended up making out on top of all that money, with her on top of me. I had my hand behind her back and one on her hip. She was so dominant but I liked it, it was attractive.

I started to put my hands on the rim of her bikini as we are making out, I wanted to feel her body, she didn’t say anything, she just continue to kiss me.

As we are making out she suddenly grabbed my wrists and pulled them away from her bikini, she got up looked at me intensely and said “not so fast Ghost” she was still on top of me as she said that.

“Money takes time but this p#ssy also does, don’t make it lame”

“You’re right but I’m sure you’ll be worth it” I said. She smirked and said “of course I will be worth it” she was so full of herself but I respected her so it didn’t bother me. We both then just sat quietly listening for anyone but it was quiet so it was just the two of us.

I started to unzip his pants, this might be the best sex I’ll ever get

She started unbuttoning my shirt and kissing my chest which felt incredible. I could tell she was skilled by the way she was handling me like a pro.

I started to grab her hips and pull her closer to me, I could tell she was excited as she let out a little moan as she continued to kiss my chest.

I started to untie her bikini as I looked in her eyes as she looked straight at me, she smiled at me as I knew I got her approval.

Her bikini came off and I admired how beautiful her body looked, it was perfect. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her, she was breathtaking.

She then climbed on top of me and started kissing my neck. It was very seductive, even her breathing was attractive. As she started to bite my neck I could tell she was about to retake control.

She had a firm grip on my shoulders as she stared at me with her seductive eyes, I was hypnotized by her beauty.

I looked him in the eye and only nodded, a sign he could have his time to shine

I started grabbing her hips and started to kiss her all over her body. As I was doing it I felt her shiver which was a good sign, she liked the way I was handling her.

She laid back as she started to let out moans, I loved the noises she made. I started kissing her stomach and then her chest. At this point, I didn’t care if the moans attracted anyone to the basement.

I made my way to her thighs leaving a trail of kisses as she continued to moan but she tried to keep her voice down. Once I reached her thighs, I started to kiss and bite them which made her shiver.

My breath was hot which made her shiver more. I felt her shake a bit as I was kissing her thighs, she was so sensitive to my touch which was attractive because I knew I was making her feel good.

I started to bite harder as she started to close her eyes, she took in all the pleasure. I then continued up her body to her chest, kissing and biting her body while she continued to moan.

At this point, I could tell she was losing control. I continued up to her neck and started biting her again. She was making so many noises but she couldn’t keep quiet anymore.

I got rid of the last piece of clothing I had on

At this point, we were both fully naked. She wrapped her legs around me which made me want her even more. She was so good at making me want her.

We laid on the piles of money as we started to make out again, she was so good at it. I could tell she really wanted me as she started sucking on my tongue and biting down on my lip.

At this point, the noises we were making were getting louder. She grabbed onto me and started to scratch my back as we kept kissing passionately.

She then started to nibble on my neck which felt incredible, I started feeling all sorts of emotions, this woman was amazing.

“Please..” she said begging for my touch inside her

I heard her plead which sent a shiver down my spine and I couldn’t resist her. The way she said it made me want her even more.

I started to run my hand down to between her legs, she tensed up

I could hear the desperation in her voice which just made me even more attracted to her. I started to touch her gently and she started to moan again.

I watched her facial expressions when I was touching her, she looked so beautiful. I started to make a circular motion with my thumb, and she started to breathe faster.

I could tell she wasn’t used to being touched like this as she started closing her eyes again and letting out loud moans.

I was touching her gently as my hands were exploring her body. I could tell she was enjoying being touched by me, she held onto me as I continued.

I watched for her facial expressions and she was so immersed in the moment, her moaning and breathing sounded so seductive as I continued to touch her.

I went faster and harder

She started making louder noises as I started to move my thumb quicker, she held on to me and scratched my back with her red long nails.

I couldn’t believe how much I was affecting her with just my hands.

I made her moan louder and louder, she was enjoying every moment of it.

“D-don’t stop” I moaned

His hands on me felt incredible, no one ever touched my like this and it felt addicting.

Ghost just smirked he knew that he could make me feel pleasured.

“I…oh my god.. I think I’m going to.. come” I moaned and breathed heavily

I let out another moan and started holding on to the once straight and flat money, I was on the edge, my walls clenching to his fingers.

He let out a quiet, amused chuckle under his mask, his gloved lips curling into a smirk as he felt your inner walls clenching around his fingers.

"Someone's getting a bit too excited, it would seem." He teased quietly.

He chuckled softly against your ear. "You are so vocal." He whispers, biting your earlobe. "No need to hide your pretty sounds, love." He adds in a low, seductive tone as he continues rocking his fingers into you.

This man was driving you insane something that wasn’t be done before. Trembling and arching your back. "Please... I... I can't..." You gasped, your breaths ragged as you felt your release building.

he knew exactly how to touch you to drive you to the edge. But no matter how much you begged, He just wouldn't let you come... Not yet. It was a little payback for making it hard on getting intel on you

After a while I felt it coming, the feeling of an orgasm was intense. I moaned and breathe deeply after that.

Ghost slowly got his fingers out of my cunt it was dripping.

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cevansbaby-dove · 3 days

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Baby Fever is real..

pairing:Husband!Chris XWife!Ellie

Summry: When Ellie's friend has a new baby, she can't help but get baby fever and she let's Chris know.

Warnings:hints of smut but damn how could I write this and not think dirty of him? hehe

"hey Chris?" Ellie called from the office. "yes angel?" he said from the kitchen.

Ellie walks out and is in a sundress. "You'll never guess who had a baby!"

She was happy and she just had to tell Chris. He looks at her with a grin. "You?"

Ellie smiles. "Not yet" He chokes on his coffee. "yet!?" Ellie wraps harm around his waist. "Mary had a cute little baby boy and omg he's so cute!"

Chris smiles kissing her head. "hmm hm is Mrs Evans trying to tell me something?"

Ellie says. "Please Chris...fuck a baby into me" She kissed his neck softly and he bites his lip trying not to let a moan slip out because he knew she would have her way with him right then and there.

"Ellie no" he lightly pushes her away and says. "I love you baby but we have four as is don't forget that your broke my hand from the last one"

Ellie pouts and says as she folds her arms. "fine"

Chris says. "I do love you honey, you know that" She pouts and says. "hmm hm"

Chris washes his cup out and then says. "When do the kids get home?" Ellie says. "two hours" She walks away feeling bad that Chris wouldn't give her love.

Chris sighs and follows her. "Honey?" She sits at her desk and says. "i'm busy" he kneels next to her. "Eleanor look at me please"

She looks at him and he says. "Please don't be upset at me ok? I am just very busy with work and stuff ok? When things calm down I will fuck a baby into you ok?"

She nods. "right" She looks at back at the computer and says. "Anything more?" He sighs. "no that's all" He stands up and walks out feeling bad.

Ellie was a great mother to his kids and that's not the only reason he is still married to her. he loves her.

Ellie and Chris had a tough few months due to fans saying rude things about her online and some even in person.

Chris was very protective of her and now of his family. He wouldn't let his wife be mistreated by anyone.

later that night Ellie was in bed and was not talking to Chris still feeling mad about him turning her down.

Chris gets into bed and kisses her shoulder. "baby?" She turns and looks at him. "What happened to saying Chris does want to be a daddy!? hmm!?"

Chris sighs. "Not this again come on Eleanor!"

She gets out of bed and says. "fine i'll sleep in the guest room"

She walks out and slams the door and Christina starts crying.

Chris picks up his youngest and walks around. "Sh sh it's ok"

Ellie gets into the bed in the guest room and lays there. Sure he was a great person but damn sometimes Ellie hated how busy Chris was. Always on set of some kind of movie and working endlessly.

its wasn't to long until the door swings open. Chris walks in and says. "Misses Evans mind telling me who the fuck told you that you could be like this?"

Ellie sits up. "Chris I was sleeping"

"Bullshit!" he sits on the bed. "Honey I told you why we can't have another one"

"then use protection" He shuts his mouth. 'um.. baby thats' not how it works"

She wraps her hand around his neck softly playing with his long hair. "Shut up and kiss me" he does as she said to and kisses her. Ellie turns and straddles him and his tongue dances in her mouth as he runs his large hands up and down her body. "Chris"

She moaned into his mouth as he works off his boxers. "is this what wife wants hmmm?"

She looks at his rock hard cock and feels her mouth water. 'Yes daddy..please" He works his PJs off and then pushes into her quickly. "hmm!"

Ellie let's her head fall back as he kisses the front of her neck and thrusts into her. "You wanted a baby hmm?" She looks into his eyes and isn't able to say anything with how hard Chris was thrusting into her. "hmmm"

Chris smiles and says. "fuck you missed my cock uh baby?" Ellie nods and says. "ye...yes Chris fuck me please" he grins and says. "it's going to be a long night"

And it sure was for those two....😏

tags:@nicoline1998enilocin @cutedisneygrl @patzammit @armystay89 @kmc1989 @bookishtheaterlover7

#chris evans drabble #chris evans x momma evans #chris evans x ofc #andy barber smut #chris evans #chrisevans #chris evans x female reader #chris evans x reader #handsome daddy #chris evans smut #smut #fluff #female reader

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satancopilotsmytardis · 3 days

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"He thinks his instincts might make him explode from his joy and the purrs coming out of his chest when, halfway through the night, Shigaraki loosens up and pulses out the scent of his own contentment. It blankets the nest in the scent of summer rain and Dabi all but turns into a puddle."

Dabs is so messy in this, love it. If any of the league has been around cohabitating alphas and omegas before they're probably side-eyeing him so hard

Side note how insane must dating shows get in the omegaverse 💀

"His mouth settles on his neck, licking and nibbling at the place where his glands should be strong-- and Dabi whimpers."

Swirling him around in a wine glass. Mm notes of insecurity. Delicious

"And since you're the only alpha around, and I don't want to be fucking myself stupid while everyone else is out on the summer camp job--"

Lmao poor shig no wonder he wore a cage. Dabi cringes at the idea of being bonded, hides his growing affection with his weaker scent, really does not give him much hope at first

I love needy shig so much, and I like how rarely you write him, he deserves to be a special treat

The position in this is so good. I'm assuming it's based off that oxygen fanart <3

"Knot me, please, want your cum in my cunt. Pump me full of your pups --"

Oh god that's what made him cum 💀 I'm imagining him clarifying later, "No I don't want pups, you just made me that horny"

You've given me such a soft spot for the pet name precious

"After the summer camp, during my next heat, mate me?" *insert honey, you got a big storm comin gif*

it's okay guys, I wouldn't be shocked if you've already bonded without a real bite like Ujiko mentioned. If not, can't hurt to get to know each other a little more

We LOVE messy bitch Dabi!!!! He should be a conflicted over-emotional mess who has a hard time with regulation!!! It's as what was foretold in the texts!!!

A dating show in the Omegaverse would be WILD. Like the DRAMA??? Two alpha's going in for each other because one is a service/soft top the other thinks is an omega and the other is sadist dom that everyone thinks is a bratty omega with a complex. The producers not letting anyone hook up or do anything more risqué than kissing because if they did they might figure designations out. Betas being the ones who are the best at actually guessing what everyone's designations are and consistently demonstrating the best ability to connect with the others and form strong relationships because they've been socialized their whole lives to know that they will never be an alpha or omega's first pick as a partner because they can't satisfy their instincts. Everyone tunes in for a dating show but it ends up being a social experiment lol

Tomura was bound and determined to not do a damn thing that would cause pack instability and he was absolutely not going to mate Dabi without him wanting that, a week locked in a cock cage was a suffering he would happily endure! But God damn that man's ego was getting rocked at every turn from Dabi, like how do you recover from admitting you have a crush on someone who wants to use you as a dildo and then seems equal parts disgusted and amused by your crush? Devastating, but he persists!!!

Absolutely utilized reverse cowgirl because Oxygen has done a lot of art (both newer and older) in that position and it is delectable

Lol Shig knows he's sterile, and he'd get that Dabi was just trying to play to his instincts, if anything Dabi would laugh at him because that worked and Shig would be sitting there with his head in his hands for a few seconds out of embarrassment before he pins Dabi down and gives him like 6 more creampies murmuring in his ear how pretty he'd look carrying their babies until Dabi's instincts triggered and he was FURIOUSLY going around base baby proofing things KNOWING he was being fully irrational and that neither of them actually want kids, but they have to pretend that maybe they do because otherwise the rest of the League will catch onto their breeding kink

I'm so glad that "precious" has become a staple petname for my fics and you guys like it! I live my life waiting for a gollum comment every time I use it

Lol the funny thing is that they've BEEN mated!! For almost the whole story!! Like Dabi starts calling him his alpha during his heats almost immediately and it didn't take them fucking or anything! It just took Dabi trusting Shig to take care of him and Duster proving he would do that and both of their brains latched onto each other!! But they can be official soon, I imagine in a month or two (held off by the stress of being homeless again) they have their shared cycle, take their bites, and then realize literally nothing feels different and have to go back to the doctor and he's just like: You Stupid Motherfuckers

Thank you so much for commenting!

#tanco speaks #ask #asks

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( send me a Pride Month prompt or I'm replacing you, the reader, with ChatGPT. )

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“Come on, I can’t believe this…” The woman brushed back her dark hair, reaching just underneath her bony shoulders revealed partially from underneath her loose, wide-necked shirt. Its sleeves were crumpled up above her elbows, exposing lengths of pale arm, ending in bony wrists and slender hands, one ring on her left index finger and one on the thumb, then another on the right index finger, with a loose brass bracelet to accompany it.

She was giving her phone's screen a despairing stare.

Tim was glancing at her from underneath his cascade of curly hair covering that side of his face. The other, exposed by the undercut, felt cold under the pub’s aircon.

“Who the hell would pass up on a snack like me…? I thought I had it this time. Goddamnit…”

She clearly didn’t know that she was being heard, or seen, by anyone. Tim might as well have been air to her. No matter; he was good at coming out of the shadows. Even now, the way he slid his body around until his knee was facing her and his lap was revealed from underneath the shadows of the counter, the way he relaxed onto the elbow of his right side - he looked natural, and he knew it. He’d been here a thousand times.

“Ghosted?”

“Oh, yeah. Guess I must have hit up a whole haunted house, this is the third time in - doesn’t matter,” she sighed, finally giving him a look. It seemed to change her mind about something, and Tim enjoyed that. He straightened his spine and cocked a brow.

“No way,” he said with an exaggerated look of surprise on his features. “Damn, they don’t know what they’re missing out on.”

“Yeah, right. A cocktail of sweet summer fun and a gallon of bad memes,” the woman half-laughed, half-grunted. She had a faint blush on her cheeks.

“Does that cocktail have a name? I’m Tim, by the way. Short for Timothy. And you can call me whatever you’d like.”

She examined him, and Tim knew she was trying hard to make up her mind about him. He was putting up a good pose, a relaxed, cocky head tilt, letting the soft bump of his lower belly press up against the loose shirt over his otherwise long frame. His fingers, littered with freckles this time of the year like the clothes of a spray painter were marked with collateral, headed for the sharp bumps of his collarbones. His shirt, between hot pink and a shade of fleshy purple, didn’t quite match the way hers hung over her shoulders, but left little to imagination as it was.

“Alice,” she said hesitantly, grinning, “Tell me, what’s a snack like you doing here all alone?”

“Same as you, looks like,” Tim chuckled and gave it a defeated half-shrug. “I was gonna meet someone but they didn’t turn up, and now I’m washing away the pain with piña colada and regret.”

“So it’s just us, then,” Alice noted.

“Snacks and cocktails with no buyers in sight. Seems like,” Tim confirmed.

“Waste of my money, really,” Alice pointed out. “Since I didn’t come here to pay for my own drinks.”

“Funny, because neither did I.”

“Oh, damnit. I was hoping for a Prince Charming.”

“Sorry, turns out I’m a princess, too. But you should have got that by now, since we’re both stuck in this tower.”

She had a nice laugh - the kind of a bitter, sarcastic laugh that Tim knew he’d enjoy listening over a drunken conversation late at night. It wasn’t late, though; barely seven in the evening. He’d have to put in at least some effort to make it stretch further, for science of course, to see if he’d really enjoy it when he was too far off his mind to worry about tomorrow.

“You know what?” Alice said then, breaking Tim out of his early plans.

“No, you’ll have to tell me first.”

“I think you and I,” she carried on, evidently ignoring his quip, “should get the hell out of here and go somewhere much cheaper.”

“Like where?”

“My place? I’ve got some really good movies I’ve been planning to watch.”

Tim snorted. “Wait, are you calling me in for a Netflix and chill?”

Alice let out a raspberrying sigh. “Nah, mate, I’m calling you in for Netflix and beer. It’s the best I’ve got but it’s already paid for and besides, I’m going to look awfully sad if I get to all of that on my own later when I’m already drunk.”

Tim chuckled. “Sold,” he said, then emptied the rest of his drink without really tasting it. “Two heartbroken princesses and a movie night. Who needs a man anyway?”

“Not me,” Alice confirmed, wiped her hands on a napkin and stood up. “I’m done with dating apps for at least another month.”

#tma fic #tmp fic #tma #tmp #the magnus archives #the magnus protocol #alice dyer #tim stoker #This hasn't even SEEN crazy but they got cosy instead

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whyawonderwhatudo · 3 days

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Okay so I HAVE to talk about the newest ep of Helluva boss, Full Moon.

Spoilers for anyone who hasn't seen it yet.

I really loved the episode but damn did that last scene hurt! Going into the ep I kinda had the idea that the whole episode would feature around stolas and blitzø, so you can imagine my surprise when we saw the Cherubs!

Ngl, they always seemed holier than thou (pun intended) but its so interesting to me to see how 2 of the cherubs would justify their 'sins' and want for revenge, when angels are all supposed to be about love and forgiveness. Kinda hope Colin has some kind of redemption, the other 2 cherubs treated him awfully.

Loved how badass Luna was this episode tho! Was so worried they'd actually attack Blitzø only for Luna and M&M's to beat them back to the human world.

Also we love Fizz and Blitz' friendship!!

Okay but that whole conversation between Blitzø and Stolas was heartbreaking. It was so clear how apprehensive Stolas was while waiting, twiddling his thumbs and sitting on the bed, and he's been prepping himself for this talk all day.

And so has Blitzø, but he's come with the expectation of their transaction, and added with the addition of what Luna had said about him getting bored and no longer wanting to continue, of course he's scared when Stolas asks for the book back.

Stolas was so determined to make sure Blitzø understood how he felt, no longer wanting to make Blitzø feel obligated to sleep with him to get something out of it when he said 'Please don't say it like that.' Stolas probably felt this was the right choice more than ever when Blitzø said he'd do anything. And then look how sweet stolas looked when he was giving him the crystal.

This made me so sad because Stolas was so clear, in his feelings and intentions. Even with the crystal, Blitzø asked whether he wasn't good enough anymore or not, showing he does care. He was looking forward to his night with stolas, having preparing for it and doing a whole shopping trip. They both care, but because Blitzø could never believe Stolas actually loved him, he thought Stolas was joking.

It was so hard to watch when Blitzø started to mess around, thinking it was some kind of role play saying 'I love you' and all that, you could see the hurt on Stolas' face.

To be fair to Blitzø, he did need a moment to comprehend it was an actual confession, to truly see Stolas' feelings because it was such a contradiction to what he thought, but Stolas was so clear, of course he would take the joking as rejection, as Blitzø couldn't understand what he was really saying, until it was too late.

We can understand why Blitzø may have lashed out, thinking the way he does, but his words, his name calling of Stolas was so heartbreaking, you could hear Stolas' Heart and hope shatter when he said 'I think so highly of you Blitzø. I had no idea you thought so low of me.'

The miscommunication....

It's only after he can hear Stolas crying does Blitzø really get the memmo, he sees how he's messed up, but of course Stolas was so hurt, he wouldn't want to see Blitzø after that.

This was just so in character for them, to me at least. Stolas said everything right, but Blitzø took too long to understand his emotions, he lashed out and only after he lashed out did he understand what he did. By that point it was too late and Stolas sent him away....

I knew this breakup was coming, but I did NOT think it would hurt this much. Poor stolas..

Thanks for reading my ramblings lol, feel free to add to this with your own thoughts and opinions!

#helluva boss #stolitz #stolas #blitzo #blitzø #full moon #mini rant #helluva boss full moon

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ahedderick · 1 day

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Competent

I've been pondering something regarding competence and intelligence. Just going to start trying to type it out - to put the thoughts on a page.

Call it: the Competence Fallacy. Or the Intelligence Fallacy. Either way. A system in which people who are intelligent or competent get big pushback from others when they have a moment when they're NOT.

Example: I was the straight A student in high school. Dean's list all through college. I did NOT make that other people's problem, did not give other students a hard time, frequently went out of my way to help anyone who asked me. However, whenever I missed a question in class or made any minor mistake, I would be mocked for that mercilessly. As an adult, I have a pretty WIDE knowledge base. I still run into situations, though, where someone gets upset or mean because I don't know something they think I should, or I need a reminder because my memory isn't *perfect.* That just seems - weird?

As far as competence, I really am that jack-of-all-many-trades who can cope with a lot of different issues. But again, when I run into something I'm just bad at, or something I do poorly because I rarely get a chance to practice - there's this pushback. "You can do X, Y, and Z, why can't you do this?"

Well, my dude. I've been lousy with two cylinder engines all my life. I had trouble starting the lawnmower when I was 10, I have trouble starting the chainsaw now. I think I need a pass on this and someone should help me start the damned things.

Anyhow. Smart doesn't mean "knows everything," competent doesn't mean "can do anything." I have spent WAAAAAY too much time helping other people for the last FIFTY YEARS to accept people being rude about helping me.

#mental health #competent #intelligent #learning to be gentle with myself #only highlights how rotten it is when others judge me #feel free to reblog with your own thoughts #this discussion is open

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Hello!! If it's alright with you can i please request rottmnt with a mom like yor from " spy x family "? Platonic, funny one-shot, hc or anything you want.

Like she's sweet and would go up and beyond for her babies but she's secretly an assassin and that's the one thing she WON'T tell anyone at all.

notes: OMGIE YESESES!!! (we don't talk about the fact this is over a month past due but :D) I'm going to do them altogether- and I'm making reader's personality like what you described to me so I'm sorry if i misunderstood anything!! Hope you enjoy and tysm for requesting!!

We Love You Anyways, Ma (HC's)

Toitlez

I think it's a trend for the rise!turtles to have dumbass parents

Look at Splinter from even before he was mutated

Barry.

yeah, you're a little naive but isn't everyone?

Now we know where your boys get it from! :D

April is apart of the family btw and she's your daughter

I reckon Mikey does all of the cooking anyways because you...

cannot.

The few times you tried ended with Raph, Leo, and Mikey screaming in the background, while Donnie extinguishes the fire

You guys lost a very important member of the family that day,

Speck.

You burned 'im at your failed attempt at cooking

That poor speck of cooking residue that was immune to cleaning supplies :(

Not even you, the mama of this carnival was able to remove

Maybe had a 'lil funeral as everyone cried but Donnie wasn't phased his ass was waiting for it to happen-

The lair is literally spotless

Nobody ever questioned why you were so good at cleaning

Actually, Leo did, I lied damn intuition i swear he has it

The boys get away with a lot, I'm sorry

"Where have you boys been?" You stand with your arms crossed scowling at the boys, they just got back to the lair and they do not look like they were anywhere you would condone as their mother.

Leo steps up, flashing you a smile, a bright one at that, "Sorry we're late Ma, we wanted to stop and eat pizza! We're sorry for not letting you know, we promise we'll let you know next time." He says, sounding oh-so genuine, how could you not believe that? Raph, Donnie, and Mikey are standing in the background nodding along to everything Leo is saying and you look at all of them carefully.

"Alright, be more careful next time! You had me worried!" You'd smile, and that would be the end of the conversation as your boys scurry away as a person right in the head would deem; suspicious.

You're not right in the head btw.

Overall, you guys are a family and you love each other tons

They do appreciate everything you do for them

You love them unconditionally and would do anything for them Please give Donnie validation and praise- boy needs it

You'd also do anything to protect them

Did I mention you're crazy strong?

Yes, you trained the boys so they have your agility

At some points you're overly gentle but you'll never tell anyone it's because you can't handle your own strength

Your excuse is that they can't handle it

You brush it off as a joke though

It's hard hiding such a big secret from them, but it's for their safety

They don't know why exactly you're so strong and cool, you played it a certain way that they'll never question

You do have your dumbass moments, but they never imagined you as an assassin- their mother? nah.

Your children come up with some weird ass shit on a day to day basis and never once they put two and two together

Your dumbass children i swear-

The boys love watching you in action

From the close combat that almost nobody can match-

To the way you effortlessly handle your blades

The way you know the exact points on a person to aim when attacking

Or how you've basically never lost a fight

The way you can scope out where your opponents are and how quick your reflexes are-

No you're not an assassin

I'm just lying!! You are!

If they ever were to find out, it's because your dumbass let something slip

The boys and April caught onto something

Leo confronted you in an indirect way

Boom

Exposed.

"WHAT?!" They simultaneously exclaimed in shock. Donnie pulls out a bunch of tech- probably to add to his file he has about you, Leo is shaking you by the shoulders demanding more information, Mikey copes by running around yelling 'OHMIGOSH,' Raph fell over backwards as if he were an object, and April yells 'I knew it!'

It's chaos.

As everyone settles down, you have no choice but to fill them in further, you go sit down at the table and they listen to your story. They are very shocked, very confused on some things, a lot of things are adding up now. But they aren't mad at you for keeping such a secret, none of them are, they think it's hella cool.

Leo raises his hand with a question and you wait for him to go on,

"So did the weird creepy fox yokai end up with the ugly bunny yokai or the nasty hamster one?" He recalls one of the missions you just told them about.

"I'm pretty sure it was the bunny." You answer, not really phased by the type of question he just asked and everyone nods along calmly.

Yeah. This is your life and you wouldn't wish for anything different.

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The Anthology - Chapter 4: I Can Do It With a Broken Heart

Artwork by @faith2nyc Read on AO3

“What did you just say?”

An amalgam of emotions washes over Natasha as she sits in front of her vanity, watching in horror as the moment Steve grabs a paparazzo by the collar replays on her phone. Concern is at the forefront. As anyone who’s spent even the briefest of moments with Steve Rogers can attest to, it takes a lot to get a rise out of him. And while the words of the photographer in the video are too mumbled to make out, she can only imagine what he must have said to elicit this kind of reaction from him.

Then there’s the worry. While she avoids the online gossip rags on principle, with the clip making the rounds seemingly on every platform, it’s hard not to see. And if she can’t escape it, she doubts that Steve can. People may fawn over him left, right, and center these days, but she’s played this game long enough to know that there are also those patiently waiting for the opportune time to cast the first stone against him regardless of the full picture.

Looming large above all, though, is the guilt. While their filming schedule is winding down, what little days they have left on set have only grown more difficult to navigate. Outside of their scenes, she and Steve haven’t spoken to each other since he’d confronted her on her way back to her trailer that day. Even so, the silence between them is nothing short of deafening. On the rare occasion that she allows herself to steal a glance at him, she can still see all the questions swirling in his face. Questions she knows she owes him answers to, but that she can never give. For in the midst of all those inquiries, she can also see vestiges of what she thinks might still be hope. For what, she’s not certain. All she knows is that it doesn’t matter – it can’t – and that she’s the last person that can ever give it oxygen.

At least, that’s what she’s been convincing herself of every night when she heads out the door with her lips lacquered and her clutch in hand and into the flashing lights of one club. Then another.

It’s for the best.

A sigh falls heavily from her lips. Those four words are ones she finds herself repeating like a mantra more than she cares to admit these days. In theory, she knows that they hold true even when it does nothing to stomp out the deep-seated ache in her chest – especially now, as she looks at the screen once more and takes in the way Steve’s posture has gone rigid, his expression incandescent with anger as he stares the photographer down. And not for the first time since she hightailed it out of his rental that night, she catches herself scrolling through her contacts, her thumb hovering over his name.

It’s for the best.

Just as she’s done every other time, she sets her phone back down, swallowing down the lump in her throat.

“Late night?” The question comes from Melina later on as they sit in the back of a town car enroute to her next appearance. Her agent’s tone is a little too pointed for her liking, and she lets her know as much with a sharp glare. Melina brings her hands up as if in surrender, and she just shakes her head as she leans further back into the headrest, closing her eyes. “Are you okay?”

Like a reflex, her response comes to her in an instant, but she bites it back just as quickly. As the lie hangs acridly on the tip of her tongue, she keeps her eyes shut. She would like to think that after decades in this business, she’d be used to this by now. And she is. Saying what people want to hear. Appearing in such a way that people want to see. All of that became second nature to her long ago – her circumstances behind closed doors be damned.

Nevertheless, every now and then, she gives into the nagging craving to speak the truth. “Does it matter?”

As the seconds drag on and her response goes unanswered, she turns to Melina to see the woman already another world away, her ever sharp gaze trained on the screen of her tablet, taking in the details underneath what looks to be a headshot of a petite young blonde with piercing green eyes. As she turns back to watch the busy streets pass by the window, the humorless chuckle that falls from her lips is one she would never in a million years be able to stifle. “Body’s not even cold yet.”

“Natasha,” Melina says, her tone conciliatory now. “You know it’s not like that.”

The car comes to a stop, the relentless clicks of the cameras flashing away outside audible even through the closed windows. The sound only intensifies as her door is opened, but before she steps out, she pauses to look back at Melina. “Make sure you tell her what this job really entails.”

If Melina reacts to her words, she doesn’t hear or see it as she steps out and onto the carpet. The smile on her face is cut straight out of the glossiest of magazine covers, never once losing its luster as she makes her way towards the hordes of people shouting her name on the sidelines to sign photographs of her own image and to grin into one outstretched phone screen after another.

“Natasha, nice to see you again,” Betty Brand, the bubbly host of E! greets once she finally makes it to the end of the carpet, giving her a kiss on either cheek before holding out the microphone in her direction. “How have you been?”

Without missing a beat, her lips curl up into another blinding smile. “Fantastic as always, Betty. Thanks.”

“Good to hear. So, tell us, who are you wearing this fine evening?”

Chapter 3 | Chapter 5 (Coming Soon)

#Romanogers #The Anthology #Natasha Romanoff #Black Widow #Steve Rogers #Captain America #Movie Star AU #Hollywood AU #steve x natasha #I Can Do It With A Broken Heart #icdiwabh

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nocek · 22 days

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Some Miguel and Gabriella doodles form last month :) I just hadn't had the motivation to turn them into proper drawings.

But the bottom two actually are part of my headcanons:

So starting with the happy one as in the one on the right:

I headcanon that Miguel actually ended in Gabriella's universe on accident and the multiversal travel didn't exist yet (to be more precise it was invented to look for Gabriella's father because Miguel didn't know that he was dead and just assumed they like switched places or something) and he explained the whole situation to Gabriella rightaway (because there is no way to be able to fit into another dude's life without a hitch even with I was bonked in the head recently excuse).

Gabriella was skeptical but decided to approach whole situation sitcom style. Dad was replaced by awkward but caring dude with superpowers - let's help him but also try the new boundaries. So she approached with hey dad runs twice a week and I ride the bike with him. I can show you our favorite route! And then proceeded to extend the route muuuuuch beyond what was humanly possible for her dad. And then beyond what was possible for her just out of curiosity if Miguel will ask to stop. Well he didn't so now after long ice cream break he needs to carry her home because she totally absolutely is beat and cannot cycle anymore (and also this way is more fun).

And the second separate depressing au headcanon that is not as tied to the picture but I guess I'll share it here:

While the Gabriella's universe was falling apart all the spiders there just grabbed as many civilians as possible and jumped through the portals. So Gabriella and couple dozen displaced people are alive at spiders hq and things are maybe better but also worse.

Since Gabriella is alive Miguel can't go sulk in the corner in his office. He needs to put on a front for her. Which most likely doubles the pressure that he already puts on himself.

Gabriella isn't an idiot and figures it out so she also tries to put on a front.

But to add a little spider whimsy and make the whole thing a bit happier - here comes Gwen.

Miguel was just as grumpy about letting her join spider society as was in the movie buuuuut Gabriela decided that Gwen being the slightly older girl with a little bit of alternative vibe is the coolest person ever and we will be best friends. And you are a ballerina!!!! I want to try ballet too!

Which in turn forced Miguel to be nice like to other Gabriella's friends and maybe be a bit more mindful and realize that Gwen needs more than place to stay and new friends and coworkers. She is too young to just jump into adulthood. She needs her father or better father figure.

And he tries to dump that on Peter B which doesn't work because Peter suffers form serious case of baby brain but also sees Gwen more like a equal adult and friend.

Besides the idea of Miguel trying to be nice and failing at because he approaches it form his experience with Gabriella standpoint while dealing with teenager is kinda fun and I like it.

#spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel o'hara #gabriella o’hara #spiderman #spiderman 2099 #spiderman 99 #long headcanon below the cut #actually i have them even longer with specific scenes in mind #but like i can't write a fic to save my life #so disjointed doodles and random text tidbits is all :<#maybe i should try to do a longer comic #a bit outside of my comfort zone #and outside of my i need to do it quickly or i wont finish it at all zone #ehhh #idk if there is a point in drawing disjointed scenes #it would be hard for anyone to give a damn #and discouragement circle would obliterate me

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ssreeder · 4 months

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how are we feeling about the new netflix adaptation of avatar??!!!!!!!!!!!! the zuko casting eats and swolzai is so cool to see actually translated well (although we will see how they treat the characters in this)

HEYYYYYYOOOOO!

The only thing I’m really looking forward to from the live action is being able to gossip about it with my mutuals. I don’t really have any other opinion, I mean… it looks cool! (Sokkas hair & zukos scar bother me but ehhhh what can I do?) But I’m an animation junky, I love my anime and my cartoons (bobs burgers beloved) so I don't particularly care for the “real people actors” taking over my cartoons but I’m totally chill about it honestly.

I will ABSOLUTELY be watching it and probably will form a more solid opinion after I actually watch the show.

#Omg I had to message a friend and ask who sowlozai was hahaha #I was like ummmm I don’t know this person #& they had to hold my hand and walk my old ass through it #But yeah! I guess I’m just not the kind of person who jumps to criticism #I mean don’t get me wrong I love a good gossip sesh #Don’t tempt me with a good time haha #I see a lot of effort being put into it so I want to give everyone who worked really hard to bring this show to life a chance #I can’t just tear apart all their hard work from a few photos and a couple trailers #I know it won’t be close to the original but it might be good #I heard the one piece live action was good #Idk I’m watching one piece currently so I haven’t seen the live action but ahhh luffy is so awesome haha #Again this show could be a dumpster fire but can it be worse than the first live action movie….? I think not #*points at friend who actually likes the live action movie* HAHAHA I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE #poor dads still waiting for book two hahaha #Sorry sorry I love you don’t be mad <3 #Ok well COME SCREAM AT ME WHEN YOU WATCH IT AND ILL YELL BACK!!!!!!!#& yeah they had no business making ozai look that offical… damn it live action CUT IT OUT #& im sorry but iroh is the most iroh looking iroh i could have imagined and i giggle every time i see him #But i will take jabs that Netflix threw all that money at the show and still always sunny did a burn scar on cricket 10000x better than zuk #Left eye paint job (i know it’s mean but i doubt anyone would have stopped watching if they would had added a little more realism to that…)#(They didn’t have to shave his brow but put some of that effect glue shit on it and plaster that sucker down #ONE EYE BROW ZUKO!!!!!!!!!!!! )#& sokkas jet black hair with his front poof is just …. Damn it I think it’s actually stupidly canon for them to fuck up sokkas character #THIS MUCH - but again… maybe he’ll pull it off idk I JUST DONT KNOW #The girls are perfect & fuck it when azula picked up a bow #The first thing I thought was that fucking Annie song #“Anything you can do I can do better I can do anything better than you”#Zuko works tirelessly to master his weapon #Azula picks up a bow and laughs ‘silly zuzu weapons as child’s play’ *proceeds to hit a bullseye with no effort*#BECAUSE WHY THE FUCK NOT

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kaleuh · 1 year

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I had a really really good time at the mario movie, it was a super fun watch and chris pratt's voice acting was honestly fine. like, it wasn't MARIO, but it wasn't terrible at the very least. you know what the ACTUAL problem with the mario movie was? the embarrassing girlbossification of Peach and how the film industry still cannot understand the concept of what a strong female character actually means LOL

#LIKE IT WAS HARD TO WATCH I had a lot of second hand embarrassment from her dialogue #this whole time people were gearing up to have Chris Pratt be the main problem of the movie but NAHHHH it was literally just . all Peach #Kayla's personal life #Super Mario Bros Movie #good at everything =/= strong female character #give me some FLAWS god DAMN #''oh ahaha i got it on my first try'' no you fucking didnt!! stop!! stop!! give your female characters flaws!!#idiots hold girls to yet another oppressive standard of Existing under the guise of 'see all? THIS is what a strong female looks like'#its just more pressure on girls to be perfect . this shit does not help or represent Anyone #I would MUCH rather have #a Princess Peach that cries + uses her emotions to save a kingdom than some flawless ~*~girlboss~*~ who inexplicably succeeds at everything #once again; that second category represents No One

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redwritr · 1 year

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Arthur Morgan

Reference pic

#rdr2 #rdr2 arthur morgan #arthur morgan #rdr2 fanart #redbird #drawing textiles is so damn hard #red dead redemption 2 #stitches #after searching im unsure of the original photographer of the reference pic but would love to give them credit if anyone knows #fanart #my art #portraits

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has-brain-rot · 2 years

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I finally began watching voltron

OKAY SO at the recommendation of a super cool person (@imperfection-you-will-find (sorry if you don’t want to be tagged) ) I got into watching Voltron: Legendary Defenders and I just finished the first season AND IT IS A REALLY COOL SHOW. I know I’m like 5 years late to the party but the animation! Characters! World building! All very interesting!! Love how smoothly they blend those 3D models into the show, it’s barely noticeable

Here’s a few thoughts (before I go binge the next season)

- first off it is BOLD that the first episode is an hour+ long. like damn they didn’t have to do that but they did and the pacing is surprisingly good for what they had to do, though I lowkey wish there was more adventuring-to-find-the-rest-of-the-lions because that part was pretty interesting, especially when they talked about having to form a bond with the lions first

- Hunk is a cool guy and I really like how he develops and ends up being one of the more serious characters (when, unfortunately, he isn’t the but of the joke. He’s neat but they make fun of his weight a fair bit and that’s not fun). Love how he has a good sus-detector, also he was SLAYING when he saved people during the season 1 finale

- Pidge is REALLY COOL and I personally (so far at least) headcanon them as enby. they also give off transman vibes and honestly that’s what I thought they were going to do with the character until the reveal. It’s cool how they handled it, and I love that the show didn’t go for an all-boy cast because that’d be disappointing.

- Lance is kinda annoying but he’s growing on me. I’m not the biggest fan but I like how he’s developing. Blue colour scheme is cool, but damn he really put everyone and an entire planet in danger just because he crushed briefly on a girl. Shame.

- Shiro is COOL. We don’t know much about him and the portrayal of his trauma is a really good thing to add. I do find it mildly funny (in a dark way? funny might not be the right word) that like. Lance and Hunk are there because vibes, Pidge is there for vibes but also they were on a mission of their own, Keith right now is very mysterious and gives off many vibes, but Shiro’s backstory is that he was tortured for a year, forced to fight, there’s the implication that his body was forcefully modified as he was trained to be a weapon, and also he’s probably killed quite a few people and he’s trying to deal with that and everything while like, they’re vibing

- Keith is COOL. Red lion swag. Love his somewhat morally ambiguous vibes, also I feel like he’s going to be a big projection character. They haven’t really covered his background other than he dropped out, but I bet there’s a lot more going on. I can DEFINITELY see he is liked. ALSO I feel like the whole “you fight like a Galra soldier” is more than just a one off line. I sense it. Plus the whole “you have to earn the trust of the red lion, you can’t just befriend it right away” gives off big flags of “HEY PAY ATTENTION”. I could write so much about this but I wanna go binge the second season xD

- THE CLIFFHANGER OF A FINAL EPISODE. There is so much I could talk about (the character development, the battle scenes, everything is so cool. It’s like seeing all the things I wish we could’ve seen in steven universe and also I think belos would be proud of the general genocide even if it isn’t religion based). I’ll keep it short and just say that DAMN SO MUCH HAPPENS AND IT IS VERY COOL

I’m going in spoiler free and it’s quite fun! Thanks for the recommendation @imperfection-you-will-find, can’t wait to watch more so I can fully appreciate your super cool edits and posts xD

#overweight characters exist for comedy first #and aren't taken seriously #voltron #vld #vld ramble #voltron legendary defender #IT IS INTERESTING AND DAMN THE ANIMATION IS SO COOL #Honestly Voltron could just have a lion head but like. even if it isn't the most logical a giant mech made of lions is such a BANGER concept #I am vibing very much rn #Keith my maybe-to-become-a-blorbo why do you keep getting into situations where you nearly die #like is he okay because I think he is not okay #idk what happens yet because I've never watched it but Loz talked about trauma so I am READY to learn more #This mama is ready for trauma <- ready to watch it at least. give me some of that forbidden backstory #I think the funniest twist would be if Hunk ended up having the most traumatic backstory. Like they'd have to work hard to beat Shiro's #not funny for him 'cause that'd suck but I think that would spin a twist on the whole trope/cultural idea lots of western media has #him being the most serious out of the not-shiro (or keith) group is good though. gives him depth #only reason why I'm talking about hunk so much is because honestly I thought he was going to be left behind or die or get replaced #ANYWAYS BACK TO BINGING #IF ANYONE WANTS TO TALK ABOUT VOLTRON PLEASE FEEL FREE TO SEND IN AS MANY ASKS AS YOU WANT #INFODUMP AWAY #also just in general send in asks I will be very happy if you do :]

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