#kelly riles

[spilladabalia]

Velocity Girl - Audrey's Eyes

#velocity girl #audrey's eyes #sarah shannon #archie moore #kelly riles #brian nelson #jim spellman #jangle pop #noise pop #copacetic #1993 #Youtube

[bcuztv]

Me every time I hear that It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia has renewed for more seasons.

#its always sunny in philadelphia #always sunny #charlie kelly #charlie day #riled up #exciting #happyday #happy #tv seires #comedy #fxx #bcuztv #hulu #always sunny charlie

[totaly-obsessed]

Perfect

Alessia Russo x reader request

-> Reader gets a red card and Alessia tries to comfort but aggressions get in the way

-> this request

➳ Masterlist

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You were pissed.

Arsenal against Manchester City has always been a difficult match. But this? This was a joke… Two yellow cards for you.

Okay, admittedly the second one was warranted as you had pretty much taken Chloe Kelly off her feet when the ball was somewhere entirely else. But the first one was given in a scramble near the goal. Five people were on the, with you being the only one left standing – so you had to be the cause of all of this.

It was a joke and everyone knew it. Steph and Jen tried to protest it, going up to the referee and trying to explain that everything had simply been an accident, but it was no use.

Once Manchester’s star striker had been subbed on, you knew that it was over. You had already been incredibly angry with Bunny Shaw testing your defense skills. But seeing Chloe’s mean little smirk was enough to fill you with even more rage.

Seeing Alessia, your girlfriend, getting tackled every chance they got did not calm you down either.

It was Jill Roord, covering you for a corner kick, who whispered into your ear, giving you the last push over the edge of aggression “Your girlfriend looks delicious tonight, maybe I’ll give her my number.” While your favorite blonde would never text her, it was enough to rile you up even further.

Chloe did not have the ball anymore when you started your tackle, taking her feet clean out from beneath her – you knew it was dumb but her smirk was just so agitating.

The whole team knew that the yellow card, followed by a red was deserved, and no one protested it. Alessia watched with wide eyes as you left the pitch, face still hot with anger, blinded by rage.  Leah didn’t even try to approach you, knowing you well enough after three seasons together.

In the changing room, you changed after showering, trying to get as comfortable as possible. When the girls entered you sat curled up in your cubby, headphones in and the hood of your sweatshirt up, eyes closed trying to escape their stares.

It was Katie who ripped your escape out of your ears, turning you towards her. “Think I’m rubbing off on ya!” She was all smiles, no frown in sight, as she teased you. When the Irishwoman tried to pet your hair, you pushed her hand away, a pissed look on your face. “Woah, calm down tiger.”

Laughs filled the room, as you looked a little confused by their positive attitude. It was Jen who put you out of your misery, telling you that Alessia had scored a last-minute screamer, putting them in the lead.

A bitter taste filled your mouth – of course, it had been Alessia. Perfect Alessia who could do no wrong while you fucked everything up. Perfect Alessia, who had everyone wrapped around her fingers. Perfect Alessia who just looked too good. “Yeah, good luck with that one Russo.” Perfect Alessia who gave Kyra a pained smile as a reward for her teasing.

The blonde took her time getting ready, so you were one of the last ones to leave. You couldn’t leave without her, after all, she was the driver out of the two of you. Even if you were the one driving that would have not been a good idea with all the rage that filled your body.

Silence filled the car, as you listened to music on your phone, headphones blocking out Alessia’s worried sighs.

In your joined home you threw yourself on the couch, the striker taking to the kitchen to make a snack. “You know it’s not your fault baby, right? That first card was a joke. Ref need’s new glasses.” Perfect Alessia, who thought that you were angry because of the ref. You weren’t. You didn’t even know what you were angry about, you just knew that you were so fucking angry. “You defended so well amore. Didn’t let a single ball through – so proud of you.”

She placed a bowl down in front of you, filled with fruits and nuts, something small. The Italian pressed a soft kiss to your neck, trying to cuddle up to you. “I’m not in the mood Alessia.”

That should have been her first cue to leave you alone, not that she was the one to blame. “Just a little cuddle baby.” While throwing herself on top of you she kicked the table with her foot, knocking down the puzzle you had been working on. “Alessia, please leave me alone!” She started to see the deep frown on your face, eyes tearing up in anger and cheeks still hot. Carefully she got up again, picking up your puzzle to the best of her abilities.

“You’re fine baby, I promise.” That was the last straw. You just needed some peace and quiet – so you stood up, and started heading up to the bedroom. “Wow, thanks for paying attention.” You tried keeping it together, you really did but remembering the words of a certain midfielder gave you the rest. “So why don’t you just go to Jill? Maybe she’ll give you the attention you want.” Alessia was confused at your sharp tone and your need for her to contact her hold lioness teammate Jill Scott. “Why do you want me to-“

“Can you just shut up? Please?” The blonde nearly dropped her own bowl of fruits, shocked at your yelling. “No one is mad at your cards, you didn’t do anything wrong.” The scoff you let out nearly hurt more than the words that followed. “Didn’t do anything wrong? Not that you know what you’re talking about. Right?”

You got closer and closer to her, grabbing her shirt, and pulling her face down to level with you. “Just shut up! Perfect Alessia cannot do wrong. Get seven chances but none of them hit the back of the net – but you’re just perfect aren’t you? If I let a ball through or tackle a fan favorite, I get death threats.”

By now you were yelling, Alessia’s eyes filling with tears of shock, while yours dripped down your cheeks in anger. “Perfect Alessia who scores while I get sent off like the fuck up I am!” You couldn’t even form words anymore, anger consuming you whole by this point.

Alessia, the best girlfriend that she is, took a couple of deep breaths before taking your hands off her shirt and pressing a gentle kiss on them. “Okay, baby. How about you puzzle for a bit, yeah? Calm down a little? I’ll be in the bedroom when you’re ready.” The tears kept flowing as the striker tried to wipe them away to the best of her abilities. “Shhh, no more crying amore – I’m not mad. I promise. You just need to calm down, okay?” Only when you gave her a weak nod, she pressed a little kiss to your lips before turning to the stairs and walked up to your shared bedroom.

The now reset puzzle was still lying on the coffee table where Less had been trying to put it back – but now you started to pick out the corner pieces again. It took you nearly two hours of crying your eyes out while placing a total of twenty pieces, to get your anger out.

Alessia meanwhile had been getting the bed and bathroom ready. Everywhere were cozy candles, not a single light turned on. Soft blankets were on your bed, matching pajama sets on top of it.

The sound of dragging feet gave you away, as you slowly opened the door. Alessia couldn’t help herself as she cooed at your swollen eyes, opening her arms. You took the invitation, falling into her embrace and burying your face in her neck as she gently rocked from side to side. “I’m so sorry Less.”

The blonde striker kissed the side of your head – happy that she had you back. The you that she knows. “I was so angry about the card and I took it out on you. I’m sorry – please forgive me.” She nearly teared up again as you stared into her eyes, begging for her understanding. “I forgive you amore – don’t you worry your pretty little head. That first card was silly and we both know it. But please, please just talk to me about it.” You had never nodded as fast as then, thankful for the blonde and her calm head.

The rest of the evening was spent together. In the bath, in the bed giggling in soft hugs and passionate kisses as normality caught up to the two of you.

#woso x reader #woso imagine #woso #woso imagines #arsenal wfc x reader #engwnt x reader #lionesses x reader #alessia russo #alessia russo x reader

[artemisthewh0re]

i need you to do another tangerine x chubby reader smut, that was fantastic (i know its been a long time but i just saw bullet train yesterday lol)

Your wish is my command 🧙🏾‍♀️ 🔮

Tangerine x Chubby Black Reader

Warnings: Thigh fucking, public sex (?), pet names (darling), bad British accent

"Tangerine, what the fuck are you doing?" You whisper. He ignores you, pushing your body against a wall with his own.

"We can't do this here." Still not listening, Tangerine presses kisses down your throat. His mustache tickles your skin and you can't help but melt under his touch.

Your mission was to plant listening devices in a Belarusian crime family's main hideout, but somehow you ended up in a storage closet with Tangerine between your legs.

"We have a-" Tangerine rips your black pantyhose with little effort, leaving your underwear exposed.

"You're fuckin' gorgeous, Darlin'," Tangerine finally speaks.

"That's great and all but we can't do this here!"

"Gimme one good reason."

"We're on a mission!" You scream-whisper.

Tangerine looks at you for a minute. "Not good enough."

His hands are all over you, one pushing between your soft thighs and the other groping anything he can get his hands on. You give up on redirecting Tangerine and decide to go along with it. You'd be lying if you said you've never thought about having sex in a risky situation before.

Tangerine's middle finger traces the sensitive bud between your legs at an achingly deliberate pace. A whine escapes your lips in frustration as you attempt to rock your hips against his hand. Tangerine only laughs in response to your suffering. His thick digit swirls your clothed clit with the express purpose of riling you up. It's so slow, but feels so damn good. You want more so badly, squeezing your thighs together just to get more friction.

A knee pries your legs further apart, finally giving your aching cunt an outlet. In an instant your legs lock around Tangerine's thigh and forcibly grind into it.

"What are you--," Tangerine starts, but he quickly realizes just how needy you are.

Tangerine's Royal Blue slacks crinkle then straighten out with each thrust of your pelvis, becoming wet with arousal. Your hands run to his brown locks in a frenzy as your orgasm builds within you.

"Just like that, Darlin'," Tangerine says into the shell of your ear. His breath is just as ragged as yours and only grows heavier with every movement.

"I need more," you reply, lids heavy with ecstacy. "please."

"Oh, I thought we couldn't do this here?"

You slap at his chest with little force, but that only results in more teasing. Tangerine places both of his hands on your hips, forcing you to grind harder on his strong thigh. Your clit brushes vigorously against his muscles leaving your underwear soaked. The room fills with the sound of shallow breathing as your orgasm racks through your body.

"I'm coming!" you yell, but quickly clasp a hand over your mouth. Goosebumps make your hair stand on edge and warmth spreads across your body. Tangerine continues to rock your hips back and forth as you ride out your climax. Your head lulls against the cold wall of the closet as you gather your thoughts.

"No dilly-dallying, we have a mission remember?" Tangerine mocks.

Your only response is raising both your middle fingers to his eye level.

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[poppadom0912]

Anesthesia

Characters: Kelly Severide x Reader, Matt Casey, Crockett Marcel

Warnings: Mentions of surgery.

Summary: It's incredible was anesthesia can do to a person.

A/N: Very much mixed feelings but it's also kinda cute, idk. Really short compared to what I normally do but oh well.

*****

"Everything ran smoothly, not a single complication. I'm proud to say your stitches are some of my best and with this kind man at your bedside, you'll be back to firefighting in no time." Crockett said with a smile once he checked all your vitals.

You hummed happily, a sleepy smile on your face as you mentally thanked the man, forgetting he couldn't hear your thoughts. "Your a really good surgeon Crockett."

"I try my best." The surgeon laughed, taking your compliment in his stride. "Rest up alright? I'll be back later to check on you."

Wiggling your fingers, you sighed as the surgeon left the room and looked up at your man in interest, only now remembering his existence when you felt his fingers combing through your hair. "Oh! Husband you're here!"

"Always will be." Kelly chuckled, finding it too amusing how loopy you were after your surgery. He'd definitely remember every single second and make sure it came in handy in the future. "How you feeling?"

"Like a billion dollars." You said with a cheesy smile, enjoying the comfort he was bringing you. "I have a question for you though."

"Ask ahead baby." Kelly said, entertaining you.

"I'm not a baby." You scoffed, looking at him disapprovingly. "What happened to our baby though, y'know the reason why my stomach was so fat." You said, poking your completely flat stomach in pure wonder.

"I did give birth right?" You asked, confirming that your fears weren't true. "There was no surgery for taking our baby, they can't cut into my womb, the wombs mine-"

"Y/N, who do you think is sitting in the chair opposite mine." Kelly rose a brow, stopping you mid ramble before you could get yourself riled up for no reason.

Confused, you huffed but listened and turned your head to your left and what do you know, there sitting was none other than your husbands best friend with your six month old playing with his fingers on his lap.

"You have a baby?" You asked, your eyebrows shooting all the way up. "Since when was Sylvie pregnant?!"

Struggling but somehow managing to keep in his laugh, Kelly mocked glared at Matt who snickered. "That's our baby. The baby we made and was just talking about."

"My baby!" You said with the biggest smile. "I missed you baby boy."

Your son sent you a gummy smile, easily recognising your voice. He made random but very cute gurgling sounds mixed in with his giggles which made you smile even more.

"Don't you dare hurt my baby boy Matthew Casey." You said threateningly, glaring at your friend with squinted eyes. "I know where you live, where you work, sleep, and eat."

"We do a lot of those things together Y/N." Matt said, reminding you that you worked in the same firehouse as you and he was also your roommate at the loft.

You hummed nonchalantly, waving him off. "I'll still come for you Matthew."

"Copy that." Matt smiled, eyeing the time on his watch. "I gotta go, shift starts in ten and I need to drop off this little man with your sitter."

"Thanks man." Kelly said, helping gather up your son's nappy bag. "Be good alright? Don't be trouble." Kelly looked at your son seriously, giving him a quick kiss before they left.

"Aw, I miss them already." You pouted, looking at your husband longingly opening your arms wide open. "Come cuddle me please. I miss you too."

"I've always been here Y/N, and I'm not leaving any time soon." Kelly chuckled, sitting on the bed besides your legs. "I've taken time off to nurse you back to full health, remember?"

You hummed, not fully paying attention, simply gazing adoringly at your husbands incredibly handsome face. At the lack of an answer, Kelly laughed, brushing your hair back from your face so he could see your properly.

"Alright, budge up." Kelly gave in, watching you cautiously in case you hurt yourself as you moved.

"Your a firefighter, shouldn't you be able to fit into small spaces?" You asked very seriously but made room for him anyways. You wanted a proper answer but all your got was a small shake of his head and a hearty laugh from your man.

Settling against him, you rested your head against his chest, finding extreme comfort in the steady beats of his heart. His warmth enveloped you the second he gently wrapped his arms around you.

Pressing a kiss into your hair, Kelly listened to you hum contently as you relaxed in his embrace. Even on drugs, you always felt as though you were home with Kelly.

"Love you." You mumbled into his chest, your eyelids fluttering shut, completely wiped out despite barely moving and doing anything.

"Love you too." Kelly replied, watching you doze off and the only thing he could hear was the beeps of the monitors telling him you were alive and your barely audible snores.

#onechicago #one chicago x reader #chicago fire x reader #one chicago fic #chicago fire #kelly severide #kelly severide x reader #kelly severide x y/n #kelly severide fanfiction #oneshot

[gingerjolover]

happy not birthday - katie gavin (muna) x fem!reader

Synopsis: katie's gf hates her bday but loves katie <3

G's notes: i'm baaaaaaack, also its babygirl's bday everyone say hbd babygirl!!!! (y'all this isn't edited don't come for me ok?)

WC: somewhere around like 1.1k (hehe)

Warnings: RPF, negative bday talk, crying, hot girls cry on their bday, reader is afab, soft!gf coded, kissin', light touchin', no fundamental physical descriptors except hair that fingers can run thru??

It feels like a feather, soft touches moving over your neck and shoulder. Rousing you from your sleep, the touches tickle, and you hear a chuckle against your skin. Suddenly awake, eyes half opened, fingers resting on your forehead to block the sun, you only see the cracked window before turning your head and seeing your girlfriend's jawline. Katie's face in tucked into your neck, pressing small kisses and nibbles along your skin.

"G'mornin'," Katie says softly, her lips pressing to your cheek, turning your head towards her as she backs away and off the bed. From the nightstand, she grabs a chocolate cupcake, with pink and yellow sprinkles covering the mountain of frosting on top. She pulls out a lighter and lights a sparkly candle before starting to sing "happy birthday".

You groan, momentarily forgetting what day it was when she was kissing your neck to wake you up. "Katie..." you mumble, rubbing your face. You can hear them smiling as she sings, crawling onto the bed, and sitting on her knees. You sit up, your girlfriend's excitement enough to indulge her despite your feelings about your birthday. You smile softly as she finishes the song with an over-the-top elongated note. "Okay, okay, enough," you mutter, the smile widening on your face as she presses her knees to your legs.

"Thank you for indulging me, sunshine," she says as you blow out the candle, hands rubbing your eyes gently.

"You gonna take a bite?" "Now?" "Why not?"

"It's...7:30? Kay, why would you wake me up at the ass crack of dawn?" you ask incredulously, taking the cupcake from your girlfriend.

"We have plans today...don't be mad..." Katie says sheepishly, kissing your cheek and standing up from the bed.

"I don't want to do anything, baby, it's just Wednesday-" you start.

"No, it's not just Wednesday; it's your birthday, and I know how you feel about it, but I want to celebrate you. Please let me, just for today?" Katie asks, her voice almost pleading as she rifles through your shared dresser. If you weren't so annoyed by the prospect of plans, you would've commented on how pretty she sounds begging.

"Katie."

"Yes, peach?" she smirks, grabbing some jeans and a shirt and laying them on the bed before crawling over you. She takes her thumb, wiping some of the icing off your bottom lip before sucking the tip of her thumb and then kissing you softly. Your eyes struggle to open as she pulls away from your lips, lost in the taste of her.

"Don't start with that," you groan softly, finally opening your eyes and staring into her own. She chuckles softly, knowing how the nickname gets you riled up.

"I just don't get what the big deal is; it's just a birthday..." you start again, causing Katie to roll her eyes. "Fine, fine, it's not your birthday, it's just- it's just "you day," okay? So I'm gonna celebrate you, that okay with you?" they say softly, rubbing your cheeks cockily.

"Whatever," you mumble, fighting a smile as her lips move down your neck.

An hour later, you're both dressed heading out to breakfast. Katie's hand rests on your thigh as she drives to breakfast, the weather warm and sunny. You listen to the new gayotic episode while stuck in LA traffic that they recorded with Julien, turning to Katie every time you laugh at something your girlfriend or friends say. After parking, you walk into the restaurant hand in hand, your eyes immediately drawn to a large table; your friends and their partners sit, yelling, "surprise."

Your jaw drops, Kelli the first to greet you with a sneaky smile, holding a sash and a birthday headband. "Don't be mad at meeeee," she whispers before putting them on you and squeezing you tightly. Katie smiles at you, eyes shining with gratefulness as she greets Phoebe, before pulling your chair out for you. You sit across from Naomi and Lucy, Julien to the right of Lucy. You're squished between Kelli and Katie, Jo next to her girlfriend, Phoebe next to Katie, as your other friends and their partners are sitting sporadically in no real order. You fight back tears, overwhelmed but grateful. Ally squeezes your shoulders gently, kissing your cheek sweetly before putting a bag of cards and small gifts on your chair. "Happy not birthday," she says cheesily before returning to her seat next to Naomi.

After breakfast and many pictures, you and Katie head to the beach. Taking the long way, she holds your hand as she takes you the scenic route, letting you lean against the window, the breeze and sunlight hitting your face. You moved in with her several months ago and she'd been meaning to take you on a drive but with tour and the podcast, she's thankful she got you out on your birthday.

Katie sets out a blanket, leaning back against her tote bag, your head laying in her lap as you rest your eyes, her hands running through your hair gently, fingertips tracing the curves of your face. She lets you nap for a while before you both grab dinner and then head home.

You lay on the couch, your cat napping in your neck while Katie plates up your takeout. You think over today, how resistant you were to Katies eagerness to spoil you and celebrate you. The waterworks come before you can stop them. The anxiousness creeps in, getting older, the pressure of a perfect day, and unwavering attention are all things that overwhelm you. Or maybe its the opposite, it's knowing you oppose your birthday so you can't be let down. If your expectations are low enough, when people inevitably forget or plans change you can't be disappointed...right?

"Hey, hey," Katie says, crouching down next to the couch. You hadn't even noticed that she entered the room, the tears falling fast and heavy. "What's wrong, angel?" Katie asked, instantly nervous. You seemed to have a good day. They're mulling over everything they've said, thinking about where she went wrong with the minimal activities, the ones she knew you'd enjoy.

"I'm fine," you try to reassure, wiping your eyes quickly, brushing your cat's wet fur as you stare at her, giggling softly to try and wipe the concerned look off her face. "Really Katie, I'm- I'm good," you say, trying to sit up.

"Baby, don't lie. Was today too much?" Katie asks, sitting on the edge of the couch.

"No, no, I swear it was perfect I just- I'm overwhelmed, I had the best birthday that I've ever had I just don't know why I'm crying," you laugh, wiping more tears away.

Katie smiles sadly, giggling with you as she rubs your cheeks. "I'd like to make every birthday like today if you'd let me, darling,'' they say sweetly.

"Really?"

"For sure, if you'd let me," she says, her hand sliding down to interlock with yours.

"I'd like that... can we- do the beach again next year?" you ask softly,

"Yeah, baby, we can do it every year if you want," she laughs gently. "Now scooch, wanna eat and then hold you, that okay?"

"Mhm".

G's notes (again): guys im rusty lol

#muna x reader #katie gavin x reader #katie gavin mini fic #katie gavin x soft!gf #this one is personal #i love birthdays but i cry on my birthday hehe #anyway this is for my fave #happy birthday baby<3

[useramor]

chapter four: kisses on necks of best friends rated: E | word count: 13k | 4/9

It takes him longer than he’d like to admit to realize what Buck’s doing.

There was Taylor Kelly, and then there was a classic cat-in-a-tree call with a pretty brunette who batted her eyelashes at Buck’s strong arms holding the kitten in them, and then there were the two handsy blondes at the bar fight gone too rowdy that Buck didn’t shrug off like normal, instead soaking in the attention. 

It wasn’t until the call to a college pool party—a girl who passed out and fell into the deep end—when a guy hit on Buck, and all Buck did was slowly drag his gaze up to where Eddie was watching him. 

The second Eddie’s eyes were on him, his posture became loose and relaxed. Easy. Eddie knows from experience all it would take to get Buck choking on his cock when he’s like that is a smirk and pointed nod down.

He’s trying to rile Eddie up. It’s–he’s being a fucking tease. On purpose. 

Eddie wants to wreck him.

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this fic is complete, chapters are posted every day

#bia.fic #buddie #buddie fic #straight!eddie fic #911 fic #THIS ONE IS LONG!!!!! PLS ENJOY IT!!!! WE'RE RLY GETTING INTO THE MEAT OF THE STORY AND IT'S SOSOSOSO FUN MWAH MWAH MWAH TO ALL OF YOU

[harlowtales]

Y/N makes a choice. Who will she take it further with? ⚽️💔🤔❤️‍🔥

18 plus - Adult Themes, Language, Sex

Jack got up early and packed up the jeep loading pups in the back to head to Lexington. He sort of let you know he was coming but not for the reason he said. He told you he was taking a road trip to see KY Engineering because KY and Nemo were being honoured with a state award and wanted Jack to go. This was only partially true. They were being honoured but Jack had no plans to go and it wasn’t for another week. He told you he’s was due for some time with KY in the studio and to hang out in Lex for a a bit. You shrugged it off and went about your day. You were not nearly as affected anymore by Jack since you and Sunni had formed such a solid bond.

Jack picked up Urban and hit the highway. It was nice to just get away for a bit with some beats pumping and Lexington was under 2 hours away. Urban smelled a rat and called Jack out on it and immediately.

“So just headed to Lex to hang out huh?” Urban said suspiciously

“Yup.” Jack said dodging any further discussion.

“You. Who hate Lexington are just going there to chill out when Y/N is there in a soccer tournament to chill with KY and Nemo who you see all the time.” Urban said now more directly.

“Fuck bro what do you want from me?” Jack yelled over the music and noise from the open road.

“The truth maybe?” Urban said unapologetically

“I gotta talk to Y/N is all.” Jack confessed “I need to tell her...I…I like her a lot and I just want to see if she feels the same. You know we ain’t getting any younger bro. You’re happy with your lady. I figured it’s time to lock in with a real one before..”

“Before Sunni snatches her soul.” Urban chuckled “Gotta hand it to bro, he landed Y/N. He can cook though, girls love that, and he’s got that dorky sexy thing going on. Remember everyone had a crush on Y/N at one point?”

“He didn’t fucking land Y/N. They’re just hanging out and talking and shit.” Jack said confidently. “He is not sexy at all, he’s just a bootleg me. I know what’s best for Y/N. I’m the one she really wants but every time I had to avoid the situation because of my lifestyle.”

“Ok bruh.” Urban said “You tell yourself whatever you need to.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Jack said getting flustered.

“Yo sorry…eyes on the road.” Urban apologized for riling Jack up while he was driving.

They pulled up eventually to the gym at the University of Kentucky. Almost immediately there were whispers and pointing at the car as Jack parked. They snuck up on Y/N’s team in a huddle as the gym door was cracked open. Everyone froze as Jack and Urban got closer. None of them had really met a celebrity before, and Urban was almost as famous as Jack’s best friend.

Y/N turned around swiftly as the coach said “Jack Harlow? What are you doing here sir. Nobody told us you were coming.”

“Yeah what are you doing here?” You said with an edge still upset Jack was always mean to you, especially lately.

“C’mon, I can’t drop by?” Jack said oozing charm with his diamond earrings and megawatt smile.

“Um of course you can. Welcome to our practice Mr. Harlow. It’s an honour to have you here.” The coach apologized. “Ok girls don’t get distracted.” The coach yelled at the team about to hit the field.

Jack had never actually seen you play. It’s one of the many things you were mad at him for. Sunni made an effort to rearrange his work schedule to see you play all the time. “So you just in town to hang with KY huh?” You said with no hesitation to let Jack know you weren’t feeling him at all at the moment. “Where’s Sunni did he come for the ride?” You asked hopefully.

“Sunni ain’t here. I’m here.” Jack said firmly stirring something up inside of you that you hadn’t felt in a long time.

“Sunni is always with me.” You shot back.

“Why don’t you run along and get on the field. I came here to watch a star play my favourite sport.” Jack taunted. He was never just going to be nice.

“Oh I’m going to fucking play.” You said with clenched teeth. Jack had a way of getting under your skin. “But you know by this time Sunni would be telling me I can do anything and to just do my best.”

“That’s sweet but that’s not what you need.” Jack replied looking deep into your eyes. “Now go out there and practice hard like UK’s head is already on a platter. This is the finals. You wanna a sweet pep talk or to be told you are a demon and you’re going to crush them.”

“I’m a fucking demon.” You repeated feeling the competitive juices flowing.

“That’s my baby.” Jack said knowing it was what you longed to hear.

“Don’t do that. I know what you’re doing and I know why you’re here. I like Sunni.” You said assuredly.

“Y/N we’ve been in love since we were kids.” Jack said shocking you as he’d never admitted that before.” You know who you belong to now go play.”

“I belong to me and me only.” You said stopping in your wrath only to pet and kiss pups who was dying to jump into your arms.

“Y/N! You’re in!” The coach yelled.

Jack sent Urban and pups to the hotel as he wanted to be alone with you after practice. He sat and watched you in amazement. He knew you could play but he didn’t know how good you were. There was no doubting the olympics was in your future. He felt so proud as you scored twice and played rough. It turned him on to see you out there outshining everyone.

“C’mon Y/N get it! Steal it!” Jack yelled as the team looked at him. They were nervous he just showed up but everyone knew Sunni as Y/Ns sort of man and that her and Jack had been friends since forever so they didn’t think anything much of him cheering you on and bought the story of him just passing by and in town for other reasons.

After you showered and were the last to come out from the locker room hoping Jack would be gone, he was still there and motioned over to you. “I should stick with the team.” You said tired and sore.

“Nonsense, you know we need to talk.” He said smoothly.

“About what?” You said confused “You know you got some…nerve.” You said softly as he pulled you in for a kiss. Your heart raced and your head was swimming. You hated the effect he had on you and thought Sunni had successfully gotten you over him.

“Is the locker room empty?” Jack said breathlessly

“Jack no it’s not that easy.” You said weakly “Please Sunni is a good guy. He’s our friend.”

“He’ll understand he’s not your man and he doesn’t have you like I do. Our souls are one and you know that.” Jack said touching his forehead to yours. I need you right here right now. Please. After this if you choose Sunni I…I’ll leave you alone I swear.”

“No you won’t. You always do this.” You said getting weaker and he knew it. He pressed you up against the wall and began feeling under your shorts to push his fingers into your aching space. You moaned as his hands thrust in and out of you getting slicker with your passion for him. He kissed you hard and with his other hand grasped your breast. You pulled him into the locker room and locked the door.

He was bulging hard in anticipation of getting inside you but propped you up on a bench and pulled your shorts down. He forced your legs apart and licked your glistening pussy like a sweet lollipop before forging ahead with his tongue penetrating your inner core. He sucked your clit hard making you say his name “Jack!! Ughh!!” and grab a handful of curls as you arched your back.

He swivelled his head and drove deeper making you cum within minutes. This had happened before many times. Jack would toy with you eating you out in the back of his Jeep and dropping you back to your dorm. This went on for a year and nobody knew. You both felt that as long as you didn’t have sex with each other it didn’t count. It never amounted to anything so you didn’t tell Sunni.

“Fuck I missed how you taste.” Jack said wiping your cum off his cherry lips. He stood up so now his dick was bulging in his pants right in your face. You quickly pulled his sweatpants down as it sprung out you grab the rock hard shaft and took it all the way in until it hit the back of your throat. Jack winced in agonizing pleasure as he was sensitive to deep head. You pulled his warm cock out of your soft wet mouth slowly, looking up at him making him desire you more. He bent you over a desk and pulled on your ponytail as he entered you roughly.

“Jack!! Please!!” You cried out but he showed no mercy driving into you like a freight train in and out. You had to remember him. He couldn’t send you back to Sunni with some run of the mill memory. He wanted you to feel this for a long time.

“Do you feel me?” He said breathing hard and not letting up on his relentless rhythm slapping against your ass with his whole body. He was large and you definitely felt him deeply tearing your inner walls down.

“Yes!!” You screamed as his grip on your ponytail tightened and he thrust with more force. Suddenly you felt him pull out and heaved a sigh of relief but it wouldn’t last long.

“Come and fuck me.” He demanded as he sat on a chair, his cock hard and slick from being far inside you. You obeyed and positioned yourself to sit on him taking in his full length. He groaned and threw his head back only to slap and grab both your ass cheeks as you rode him steady and strong. It stung but he slapped your ass again and slightly smiled as a tear slid down your cheek but you didn’t stop. He wrapped his arms around you and sucking on your tits he forced you up and down harder.

“I…Jack! I…I…oh god!” You exclaimed as you gushed all over him wetting up his stomach. He kept you straddled walked over to a pile of blankets laying you on top and entered you again more slowly which was even worse as now you were sore. You hung onto him and winced in pain as he pushed into you.

“Come for me again.” He commanded picking up speed and covering your mouth. You screamed into his hand and clawed at his back.

“Jack stop! I can’t take it.” You pleaded

“Come for daddy one more time.” Jack breathed in your ear as he had you pinned down driving to hit your g-spot. His head was starting to throb as he was minutes away from exploding.

“I’m coming baby.” You whispered “Cum with me.” You opened your legs more so he could press further into you.

“Y/N shit!!” Jack cried as he pulled out and came all over you rubbing his cream on your tits. He was drenched in sweat and collapsed onto the pile of blankets next to you pulling you close to him. You laid your head on his chest heaving and in disbelief of what just happened.

“Never forget this even if you choose Sunni.” Jack said kissing you on your head. “I love you so much it hurts me and I always will. I would give you a life you can only dream of.”

“Jack I love you.” You said determined for him to know even if it didn’t work out which you were doubtful it would.

“But..” he said sensing something bad coming.

“But I…need stability and consistency.” You said honestly.

“Done. I’ll cancel tour if you want me to.” He said eagerly.

“Lord no don’t do that I’m not that important” you said as you both started looking for your clothes. He stopped you and his piercing ice blue eyes saw right into you.

“Is that…is that what I’ve done to you?” He said searching for the answer in your eyes. “You think you’re not important to me?”

“Yeah.” You said shortly as if it was common knowledge. “You literally dodged me every time I wanted more and were with so many other girls right in front of me.”

“I’m an asshole. You know what? I’m sorry this happened. I came here thinking this would make you mine.” Jack said hanging his head.

“Jack I belong to you. I can’t change that, but Sunni is a great guy. He looks after me.” You said matter of factly.

“So what does that mean?” Jack said tears welling up in his eyes.

“It means…when I get back to Louisville, Sunni and I are making it official. I’m sorry Jack but I can’t trust you.”

Jack took you to your hotel in silence. He couldn’t believe after all that you chose Sunni. He enveloped you in a a huge hug and planted a kiss goodbye on your cheek. “You’re mine forever do you understand?” He said looking down at you.

“Yes. I do.” You said in agreement as you didn’t want to pretend you didn’t have a bond with Jack that could not be broken, but he had broken your heart too many times and you knew Sunni would take care of you in a way you deserved. You walked into the 21C hotel lobby and turned to wave goodbye with a dimpled smile and blew him a kiss.

He caught it and held it close to his chest with a goofy grin and made you giggle, knowing you made the right choice.

@itsyagirljaz @okaaay-mice

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[fallingforel]

heyy! i was wondering if you could do an alex turner fic with the one bed trope (sorry if it sounds weird but english is not my first language🥹). thank you so much if you do it!! <3

a/n. of course my lovely. I would love to do this. here it is and hope you like it. p.s. this would defo happen with 2013 slutty alex era and I hope you like it. and don't worry...I barely understand my own english sometimes and I'm a native english speaker I had this half written a few weeks back but have finally finished it now. half asleep so sorry if theres any errors. It's probably the longest oLove you all <3😂😂😂

CW: sexual tension, smut, MNDI

NOTHING I MENTION IN THIS IS HOW I PORTRAY ANY PERSON! PLEASE REMEMBER THEY ARE ONLY FICTIONAL, JUST LIKE ANY OTHER BOOK!

PROMPT: none

WORDS: 2,894

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Alex and I have never seen eye to eye with each other. And that really sucked when we were in a band together. I had only ever agreed to it because they were really desperate for a female singer for their songs. I was Matt's sister but have always despised Alex, ever since he moved in next door to me. During the summers when we was younger he was always soaking me with a water gun when I was trying to catch up on some reading and sun bathing.

MAY 2002

"Y/n please come on we're desperate for a female singer, please come on. You know I wouldn't ask if I was so desperate. But you're the only girl I know that can sing well" Alex said

"Okay fine." I say which makes Matt and Alex whisper Yes to themselves and fistpump the air.

"But on one condition." I say making them hold their cheers

"What?"

"Only until you find a replacement. Because this is not what I want to do, I want a Uni. You must promise me you actively look."

"okay" They both say in Unison

MAY 2013

After the glorious upturns of the first album I was surprised, and also Matt and Alex begged me to stay. I reluctantly agreed but I decided that I could get used to the lifestyle after going on our first tour.

So here I was On our 4th tour and My opinions of Alex hadn't change Infact I think they have gotten worse, especially since the incline we've had. The fame getting to his head a little bit. Thinking he could get every girl he wants. It really angered me. He also thought he was better than me and that riled me up, especially when we were on stage and he took over the spotlight, cutting me off at any moment he could.

It was only when we got to sweden things took a turn for the worse.

"I'm staying with breanna, Jamies with Katie, and nicks with Kelly. so you two have got to share" Matt said when we arrived at the hotel.

"WHAT??" Alex and I said in unison

"what do you mean we've got to share? I am NOT sharing with him"

"yeah and I'm not sharing with her"

"EXCUSE YOU? IM A DELIGHT TO SHARE A ROOM WITH I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW" I said raising my voice a bit which had people turning their heads to look in our direction, usually I would've been a bit embarrassed but in that moment I was too riled up to care.

"YOU SAID IT FIRST!" Alex retorted which only started the anticipated tumultuous bickering between the two of us.

Which made Matt shout over us "ENOUGH!" which made us stop and turn out heads at him. "It's only for one night, Please can you just get over it. It only happened because we had our original room arrangement of Alex and I sharing and then You, jamie and Nick having your own rooms and Breanna surprised me. I'll make sure Ian books five rooms for the next stop and the stops after so it doesn't happen again okay?" he asks. raising his eyebrow at both of us, and holding up a keycard

"fine." we both say. I grab the card from his hand and get in the lift, alex following hot on my heels, grabbing his suitcase dragging it across the floor, to the lift. I press the button for the fifth floor. We're waiting in silence for what feels like a decade but in reality is only a minute. The lift dings and we both step out.

I look for room 542 which I finally reach after turning a million corridors. I put the keycard in the door and open the door to find my worst nightmare a double bed...one.

"Oh this has got to be the worst day in existence." Alex says from behind me. "At least we can agree on one thing." I say before I'm hearing the door shut so I look behind me to find no Alex so I open the door. Only to find an Alex shaped figure walking the way to the lift so I shout "where are you going" "To find another room" "You won't find one, the rooms are all booked incase you haven't forgotten we're hosting a concert tomorrow" but I am met with a middle finger and Alex walking away.

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A knock is heard on the door 10 minutes later, I open it to find Alex standing at it. "No rooms available then?" "Nope. I'm going to sleep on the tour bus. Anything is better than sharing a bed with you" "Okay fine whatever, you won't find it comfortable especially after sleeping in hotels for this tour. see you in thirty" I say my back faced to him returning on getting my pyjamas and my shower stuff out of my suitcase. I'm only met with "see you at soundcheck" and dragging of wheels on the floor and harsh slamming on the door.

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thirty minutes later I had managed to get in and out of the shower in my pyjamas. and I was just about to dry my hair when I was met with a knock on the door, and once again there stood Alex.

"Uncomfy?" I questioned. before walking away from the door.

"No actually, there were fans outside shouting for you."

"awwh is the little narcissist too afraid of his ego getting bruised" I said with a fake pout on my face and a fake mothers concern lacing my voice.

"Fuck this I'm gonna go see if any of the lads will let me bunk with them" "for fucks sake Alex leave them alone, they're all with their girlfriends for the first time in months they don't need you cockblocking them" I said but once again I'm met with the harsh slam of the door

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No more than 10 minutes later I am met with a knock on the door. I open it once again but laugh when I'm met with Alex wincing in pain from breanna holding his ear "please take him, he's not sleeping in our room" She says. "Bring him in." I say sighing

"I told you, the girls don't want you interrupting their time with their boyfriends. Now stop being such a baby and get changed for bed. It's not that bad sharing with me."

"I'll sleep on the floor thank you" Alex says tenaciously. stripping himself down to the boxers, Alex is a good looking guy that I will admit, but not near enough personality to have me on my knees risking them getting first degree burns from the carpet. He had my throat in my mouth, almost losing the words coming out of my mouth... key word, almost.

"No you fucking well won't come off it, you and I know that it is near enough impossible to have a good night's sleep on the floor, now get in the bed. I'll create a pillow barrier, if I'm really that scary sleeping with" I say while pulling the covers down for Alex to climb in

"No need. I'll just sleep on the edge so nothing happens" he says.

"fine suit yourself" I say sighing turning over the other way and moving right to the end of the bed so that there was a big enough gap between the two of us .

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We were in silence for at least half an hour before Alex broke it.

"Why do you hate me?" Alex turned and said Of course he chose now to air out our dirty laundry, right when I was just about to imagine being in Chris Evan's arms.

"I don't hate you, I just dislike you. Since the minute you moved next door." I say turning to face him

"Oh come off it, You can't hold a grudge for that long Y/n." he laughs, that sound that only ever came out of Alex once in a blue moon, the kind of laugh that has you quaking in your boots like one of the fangirls of Elvis many years ago.

FUCK, I really have fallen for him. Maybe whatever I was feeling wasn't distaste, but in actual reality, Like.

I didn't have to tell him, one thing about me was I could keep a good facade up for a long long time.

"Oh, I can and I will" I say lying through my teeth.

"No seriously, there's something else what is it?" he says raising an eyebrow.

"I...Uh..." I said my cloudy brain betraying me, I knew there was a reason. I just couldn't think of it. Not right now, not when Alex was looking like a greek god infront of me.

snap out of it Y/n

"does this feel like the hate you have for me" he said leaning in and kissing my lips holding onto my hair. The kiss wasn't slow or sensual, nor filled with distaste. It was desperate, needy and fast, filled with desire. I kissed back my hands finding a way to latch onto his gelled hair.

After mere moments he moved on top of me, pulling off my pyjama top and finding his way to my unconcealed breasts kneading them like he was a sculptor and I was his masterpiece. He then moved his way down from my lips kissing down my neck placing hot warm open mouth kisses until he reached my tits sucking them and occasionaly nibbling my nipples.

He spent a few moments on each of my boobs until he started working his way down my body until he reached my belly button sending shivers up my spine causing me to arch my back, which allowed him to tug my pyjama shorts off along with my panties. The cold air to my exposed core shocked me right though causing an audible gasp.

"Now, Now Princess, None of that yet. I haven't even showed you my expert skills" Alex said, cockily. Stopping his work for a second tilting his head up to reach my eyes looking into my eyes with his hazel ones staring right back up at me lust taking over the hazel with black.

He continued with his hot wet kisses down until he reached my core, placing a hand over my clit before he started licking my folds slow and sensual, before he dove right into my clit switching his fingers for his mouth. He entered his fingers into me easing slowly but the pace soon quickened, causing me to let out a few whimpers every now and again.

He then switched out his fingers for his tongue jerking in and out sending me right out the knot forming in the bottom of my stomach before I could even orgasm though he pulled away completely.

"what are-" "I want to be inside you when you come" He said cutting me off sitting up and ripping off his clothes, one item by one until I heard the irreplaceable rip of foil he was infront of me completely naked and he came back down over me, placing his cock back inside me without warning which made me gasp.

Our bodies moved together, slow and sensual then fast and needy before I felt that knot again in the bottom of my stomach "Alex" I let out a moan "Im about to-" "let go princess I'm there too." We both came together it was something out of a movie the way Alex's face morphed when he came. We stayed together for a few minutes before he flipped me over and both our libidos came back again.

"ride me this time sweetheart, I want to feel every inch of that pussy sweetheart" He said, I didn't need telling before I was on top of him bouncing rolling my hips every which way. It soon got me to come again. Letting out a few strings of moans before, "oh alex" "oh my god" "Oh fuck" before a final one.

"that's it sweetheart come for me let it all out"

He came soon after.

I laid ontop of him for a good while.

"Come on lets get you cleaned up darling" He said getting up and pulling out of me before picking me up and pulling me into the bathroom and sitting me on the toilet

"go for a wee sweetheart, you don't want any nasty UTI'S" I did as he said while he found a some bubble bath and started running a bath.

"why are you doing this alex?"

"Why am I doing what sweetheart?"

"Looking after me, it's not like I deserve it. I've been nothing but horrible to you these past years we've known each other"

"It's what you deserve." He said,

the silent air between us smelt of sex but also had tension riding between us. What that tension was, I had no idea.

"Can I tell you something y/n" Alex said breaking the uncomfy silence we were sitting in

"You don't have to ask if you can tell me something Alex. Just tell me."

"I acted vile towards you, because I thought it was easier than loving you Princess. I soon realised that couldn't be far from the truth though. Loving you has been the easiest thing I have ever done." He said before retracting back into the silence that we had created around us.

"Alex." I said sighing

"You don't have to say you love me back right now, But there has to be something there right? what happened back there. There wasn't an ounce of hate in that sex Y/n"

"It's a lot right now Alex, But I definitely like you back." I said smiling sluggishly, the post sex sleep taking over my eyelids.

"uh uh, don't fall asleep on me princess. It's time to take a bath" He said pulling me off the toilet seat and placing me into the bathtub before climbing in behind me and sitting behind me allowing me to put my head back onto his chest.

He washed my hair, my back and let me do the rest we stayed resting against each other for a few minutes before he coaxed me out of the bathtub wrapping me up in a towel and putting my hair in another towel turban style. After getting dried I put my hair into a ponytail and put my pyjamas back on.

Alex joined me back on the bed, and pulling me close to his chest. we stayed like that before I felt my eyes grow heavy and fall asleep in Alex's warmth.

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I was woken up with chaste kisses being placed on my back with a pair of manly arms wrapped around my waist. Panic ensued for a few moments before I realised what happened last night.

Alex.

"I acted vile towards you, because I thought it was easier than loving you Princess" "Loving you has been the easiest thing I have ever done"

Princess.

A smile ripped through the blank expression on my face. It felt like a dream but alas it wasn't it was real life. I had someone that loved me someone that I loved back. I always thought that this happened in romance books or movies. But, it happened in real life too. That much was proven by Alex and I.

I hummed and turned over wrapping my arms round Alex

"Morning princess," Alex said "Why do you call me that?" "what princess?" "yeah."

"because, you are a princess and you deserve the world of luxuries" "Alex" I said tearing up "That's one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me"

"don't cry darling, I didn't mean to make you cry. I've done that enough over the years we've known each other"

"Happy tears I promise" I say silence crowding over us, But this time a nice comfortable one, Unlike the uncomfy tension one last night in the bathroom.

"I've been doing some thinking" I say this time me being the one to break the silence.

"Oh yeah? what's that darling?"

"I realised that I feel the same way you feel about me, I realised that I haven't felt like this ever, not when I was with other people, I never felt about them the same way the way I feel about you. I love you back Alex." I say before I get a kiss on my lips. This time filled with love, no desire for it to turn into something deeper.

Though we were soon burst out of our bubble by a knock at the door we both groaned I got up and answered the door.

"What do you want Matt?"

"Oh shit, You and Alex had sex didn't you. EWWW, ALEX MY SISTER DUDE?"

"Shut up what do you want?"

"You didn't deny it. It's true then?"

"yes. Alex and I are now seeing eachother. It happened last night. Now. Answer my question. What. Do. You. Want?"

"good to know. Your going to miss breakfast, It ends in half an hour and also soundcheck starts in 2 hours so make sure you're at the tour bus with 15 minutes to spare. Thank you goodbye. guess I won't need to be telling Ian to book those spare rooms after all." Matt says turning his back as I go to the shut door.

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[selfawarejester]

Ok hear me out: Spartans with a reader who has nicknames for them that, to outsiders looking in, seem like insults.

Examples: Four-Eyes for Linda, Robocop for Kat, or Tin Man for John.

Oh, love this so much — nicknames are already so cute and intimate, but add insulting nicknames 🥰🥰

lmao, all kidding aside, the Spartans would probably really appreciate the nicknames you give them, especially if they’re kinda rude, because it means you trust and know them well enough to be like “yeah, this shouldn’t upset them” and that makes them feel so seen. Also, these are people who grew up with a ton of other children in a military setting, so anything you’re calling them, they’ve been called worse before they even ate breakfast most days.

It’s a travesty I haven’t written for Kat yet, so thank you @aiitheoutsinfree; hope you enjoy this! If y’all want me to do a part 2 with other Spartans, please REQUEST!

Love your feedback, and also thinking of starting a Halo taglist — would anyone be interested?

John isn’t expecting it when you call him Tin Man — it’s usually something offensive or derogatory, tossed at his face by angry or anxious colleagues or enemies. But the way you say it, with adoration dripping from your tone as you stare at him with hearts in your eyes (and who wouldn’t???), just makes him hide a smile, same as he does when Kelly, Fred or Linda try to rile him up with habits from their shared and cherished childhood.

He doesn’t really care if other people hear you say it: he trusts you to know when the situation is stable or intimate enough for you to use such a nickname. If you do end up using it in a situation where it might undermine his authority (if it’s even possible), he’ll let it slide and will later take you aside, explaining why he doesn’t want you to do that again and asks you not to. He doesn’t really care if it’s bunch of marines because your banter actually humanizes him, and people are a little more at ease with him.

They’re still way too scared to use it though.

Linda actually laughs when you call her Four-Eyes. She’s well aware of the… oddness of her helmet’s design — Kelly has made it vividly and loudly clear, and Fred’s flabbergasted stare when she first donned it was more than she could ask for. But since she’s Linda and it helps her, the Sniper Goddess, no one questions her and she doesn’t care even if they would. And yet, the fact that you would look at arguably the scariest Spartan (John concurs wholeheartedly, unaware of how anyone could confuse him for her birthright and miraculous power in the post), and call her something a child would… it warms her heart.

You can call her this whenever, she will literally not care at all. Other people freak out and like try to chastise you, but they get glared at until they go away like that scene in The Office where Jim yells at Toby, and he’s just like “what did I do??”

Mere mortals will never understand 😼 She will also gently tease you back, nothing too bad or obvious.

Okay, so Kat might be the only one who pushes back at the nickname. As one of the last surviving members of Beta Company, she goes on the defensive easily — this isn’t because she doesn’t trust you, but her initial instinct is always that people are against her. However, she will realise that you’re not trying to belittle or insult her, and will warm up to it. That being said, she will give way better than she gets, so be prepared for that!

She will care if you say it in front of other people, specifically she will glare at everyone who heard it till they scramble away, certain that they’ll never use it or acknowledge it for the rest of their living days. If it’s NOBLE team, she’ll just make fun of you, and if Emile tries to mock her for it, y’all team up against him — but he’s ready. Are you?

Mans carved a skull into his helmet like he was designed by a 12 year old and has the ✨ audacity ✨ to front smh

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[introvertedlass]

Remember when the SMA article came out and ppl were dissecting how he was talking about slowing down and focusing on creating a family, wife, kids, etc.? This paired with the lazer focused stuff on finding a partner, stepping away from the industry...

And then a day or so later the editor of People mag said that when he was ready to date, he'd be "seen with her, and he'd talk about her?"

I think it was these three elements that really riled ppl up when he went public with AB a day later.

First: "he was seen with her"

Second: "talked about her" - do IG stories count?

Third: He's "slowed down" on projects, nothing really new announced.

But then you take another look at all of this...

"seen with her" - besides that public pap walk? Virtually no real sightings, no organic out in the wild together. The first time anyone's "seen" them together in real time was at the beginning of the premiere, and only caught by that one tik toker who edged around to the back of the car to catch that 10 second interaction. He didn't take any photos with her on the red carpet. Nobody actually saw them at the premiere together.

"talked about her" - except, in all of his public press since Nov 22, he's not mentioned her in any direct form. If it weren't for his IG stories, there'd be no real acknowledgement otherwise. But what's more, even in those stories where they're actually interacting - do you ever hear him say her name? During ghosted press, they must have done 50 interviews about ghosting, romance, dating faux pas, first and perfect dates...not one answer about a current gf or relationship.

"Slowed down" - he just filmed 3 movies in a year. He just finished promoting the first one, with two more down the line. During ghosted press, he's mentioned the gene Kelly project directly more than once, and even went into detail about the premise/storyline, talking about how he's still tweaking it but he really wants to do it. Dexter caught in another interview saying he's "allegedly" playing the role and he'll be showing off his dancing skills there. The fact that they're actively speaking about the role - and not just as a throwaway comment like they did with LSOH after Covid hit and film development halted - it really appears that CE might be putting all of his efforts to making this happen. Which could explain the "slow down" of taking other projects, because his plan is to keep his schedule open to let this one manifest. And not to mention the Scott Pilgrim series that's coming up. Another project - albeit smaller, but still a project.

So yes, in a way, the SMA cover did "foreshadow" all that was going to happen. Putting out the narrative of a long time bachelor finally "settling down" once he found "the one." But then you look again, and you start to realize, yeah, but - there's cracks to this picture they've painted. There's intentional holes that don't add up. And you start to wonder, maybe someone's not so accidentally sabotaging this narrative. I mean, I'm no insider. But it makes you think, doesn't it?

It sure does. You've done a great job of articulating what I've felt.

#chris evans #pr nightmare

[spilladabalia]

Velocity Girl - Crazy Town

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[maxverstepponme]

ANON SUBMISSION ✉️

👤: anon please!!! i replied to one of kelly's stories for max's birthday and she replied!! you know i had to rile her up a little and i think i managed to do it. i wasn't expecting a lot but it still managed to creep me out so all i can say is that she's crazy 😭 (i blurred out some parts but only to hide the language i speak as a precaution. the top part is the view profile (that's why the line below her user looks weird), the date, the message saying i replied to her story and the one in the bottom is the thing it says to react to the message)

STEPPY'S RE 📢: I FUCKING CAN'T. If this is real she has definitely lost it. Imagine having to justify yourself to a random person. Miss girl was triggered 😭

[i-didnt-do-1t]

(Part 2) of ‘Walk you Home’

Morris kicked the dirt and then gestured forward, his shirt was rolled up to his elbows and it was hard not to notice the bruise that coloured the length of the inside of his arm.

Usually she would ask. She should ask. But she’d learnt recently that sometimes asking made people uncomfortable, drew attention to something they would rather forget. She hated the way a question about the bruise that had appeared on Romeo’s cheek had made him avoid her for the rest of the day, or the way her concern at the deep looking cut on Finch’s arm had his gaze darken and a somewhat snapped ‘not really any of your business’ thrown at her. And Morris, the Delancey’s in general, were hardly known for their pacifism. If Morris Delancey wanted to get bruises by fighting dirty with newsboys in the street then it wasn’t her place to comment on it.

“Ladies first.” He said, an edge to his voice, and it was only when she was knocked out of her reverie that she realised she’d been staring.

“Right.” She muttered and started walking in the direction of home, morris trailing along beside her, maybe one or two steps behind which would’ve been uncomfortable if he wasn’t whistling one of Medda’s tunes to himself.

She had told herself she was going to walk in silence, that any conversation would be awkward but Katherine had always been impulsive and had a harder time keeping her mouth shut. It was five minutes later that the question had been asked before she was even finished thinking it.

“You go to Medda’s shows?”

His whistling stopped, but he was still following her, the question hadn’t scared him off based of the sound of footsteps on gravel.

“Course we do.”

“She’s fantastic.”

“Yeah, she is.”

They fell into silence again, except this time he was walking next to her, hands shoved deep in his pockets hat tipped slightly to the side and she found herself staring again.

This was confusing. And weird.

She didn’t like the silence.

“Where’s your brother tonight?” She paused, “Oscar?”

Morris shot her a look. “You think I keep track of him?”

“No. I’ve just never seen you without him before, you’re practically joined at the hip.”

His jaw tensed. “He’s out somewhere. What’s it to you?”

She frowned. “Nothing, I’m just making conversation. Why did you stay home?”

“Jesus what is this? a damn interview?” His tone was harsh and she could see his hands squeezed into fists in his pockets.

Maybe she had too much pride for her own good.

“I was just curious.” He scoffed, she felt her frown deepen. “You’re the one who offered to walk me home.”

“God a guy wants to do something proper for once and this is what he gets.”

“Don’t fool yourself you’ve never done anything nice without strings attached.”

“And so what huh?” He looked at her again. “Miss Pulitzer who lives of daddies money judging the rest of us like she’s some saint.” His voice was bitter, the words spits of acid.

“I’m not some saint but I’ve never beat up on some defenceless kids, and I’ve never hurt a boy on crutches.”

“Yeah, you ain’t getting paid to.” His mouth twisted up into something like a smile but there was no humour behind it. “And Kelly’s crip is fine ain’t he? Got the refuge shut up n everything.”

“Crutchie is his own person.”

He laughed, something quick and harsh and mean. “Sure, n’ so are you.”

She could practically physically feel the way he was worming under her skin with every apathetic, sarcastic jab. She knew he was trying to rile her up, it was obvious. But it was also working.

It was a small mercy that the last turn they took brought them to the end of her street. She’s be safe from here to the front door and she turned and told Morris as much.

He shrugged. “If you’re sure.”

“I am.”

She turned to leave, shoulders back, head tilted up and a glare in her eyes but she stopped before she got further than a step, and spoke without turning around. Preceded by a deep sigh.

“Thank you. For walking me back.”

She glanced over her shoulder, he tipped his hat and then was gone. Back around the corner, back into the dark.

And when Katherine arrived at her front door she was glad it was to her doorman, who had been watching from down the street and could confirm to her dad that she had an escort home, and avoid the reprimand she would’ve received otherwise.

#newsies #katherine pulitzer #katherine plumber #morris delancey #newsies fanfiction #the delancey brothers

[jinx-on-mars-19xx]

A God's Gift

⚔️ All Previous Parts Here ⚔️

Dom x Colson (Yungblud x Machine Gun Kelly)

Warnings: ABO (knots, slick, mpreg), Viking/god Col, fae Dom, birth chapter, somewhat graphic descriptions of birth, Big Warning™️ for momentary fear of losing a child (it's only for a moment but if you're sensitive skip please, take care of yourself!), scared Dom, strong Col, drug use (sort of), siren song, accidentally cuming untouched, hand job, helpful big brother Cia, super helpful Tom, Col discovering his power, panic, biting/marking, teasing, babies ☠️ rating: mature/explicit ☠️ shared ideas by @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

"I- I don't know if I can do this!" Tom's voice was a harsh whisper in his lover's ear, his hands were squeezing the halfling's wrist tight. "And gods I definitely can't do this! Look at him Mush. He's so strong but they are trying to break him!"

Modig's eyes were a little wide but he still almost laughed. "You think the babes that insidious?" He hummed back, pressing a soft kiss to his mate's sweat wet temple. "Dom can and will do this and sweetheart-" He bit back a chuckle as he pressed his palm over the selkie's small bump. "It's a bit late for that."

They'd been locked in what was fast becoming a sweat lodge for hours. Tom was starting to genuinely worry for his best friend. They had to light their fires it grew so late and though the babe fought sleep valiantly he eventually succumbed and was curled around his mother's belly. Dom was attempting rest but the pains were growing too close, they could tell even Kol'son was starting to get anxious. They'd thought with so many they'd just push each other out from the pressure but no. They weren't sure if they were holding each other back or if it was just slow labor. Technically he wasn't even meant to be in it yet.

Kol worried for his mate and he worried for their friends- he could hear them whispering, the hut wasn't that big. All he could do was pet through his wife's hair or rub his back. He was trying to be comforting and yet his children were refusing to come out. As his fear grew his power did as well. He could feel it pulsing in the room like a live thing. The beast inside him was scratching to get out, demanding that he shift and let the wolf lure them out, but Dom had asked him to stay and he would help in any way he could.

The siren started to whimper in his half asleep state, the next wave of pain building fast. "Da-mmm-" Dom whined, groping around for his husband's hand. He was stripped down by this point, laying directly on his best friend's fur. "Summat feels- f- fuck!" His voice broke in a cry and suddenly a new scent joined the other's clouding the room. Kol's nostrils flared and his ear tried to twitch, it was almost a noise he could hear when his mate's water finally broke.

"What now?" Tom asked but a calm came over him. He only let himself panic when Dom was resting. He never failed his prince, no matter what he was feeling. Even though their relationship had shifted so drastically since finding a home, that hadn't. He moved to crouch behind him and when his knees hit so much wet he cursed under his breath. "That now. I see. Damhnaic, will you kneel for me?" He tried to ask gently but when he didn't move an inch Tom moved instead. His gaze met Kol's, their eyes locking for just a moment but that was all it took. "Get your arse up brat prince. Would you like their first impression of you to be how bloody weak you are?" He slipped into their old tongue, something to comfort and rile the boy.

Dom's eyes had never snapped open so fast and when he moved next it was to turn and slap his kin's shoulder. The jerky movement made something ache even worse in his belly and he cried out, thankful when his god caught him carefully. The moment their skin touched though, the second Kol'son pulled him chest to chest a heat washed over him that he knew was his daidí's power. It plunged through him, calming his mind and warming his heart. When it rushed through his belly he felt those butterflies flare and he was surprised that even his arousal reacted. His body was needy for something, it was just too overwhelmed to know what. When those reflective jade eyes landed on his love's he wasn't surprised to see that in-between violet that happened when Kol fought his shift. He was surprised though by the noise they heard next, a small soft howl.

Kol didn't mean to jump but when he felt warm fur brush his leg there was a small part of him that thought 'spider!' and reacted. When he looked down though he was glad he didn't move to brush it away because it certainly wasn't an arachnid. No… "Ciarán?" He asked and the blonde pup next to him yipped. It was strange, he no longer felt the intense need to shift and it hit him all at once. "Um… I think I did that." He mumbled sheepishly as he met his wife's steady glare.

"Ya fink?"

"Um… with the-"

"Wiv the magic? Yeah. Caught tha'. Wha' the fuck Kols?"

The chieftain was surprised they were able to have a tiff in the middle of everything happening but when Dom got frustrated he had it out right then and there. Even as a thrall he'd been obstinate. No matter how many spankings he gave him his wife would always be a brat and he loved every second. "I didn't mean to! I was trying to help you."

"Yeah? 'Ow- 'ow- so-oh gods!" Those pinprick fangs clenched tight and Dom's body shook as felt something inside him move.

"There we go, good boy. Just spread your legs. You certainly know how to do that." Tom mumbled as he helped his best friend get his legs better positioned under him. They all laughed, even Dom somehow, but it was such a pained noise it hurt his heart.

"Fink you such a badarse alpha- making me pup shift and me- me fucking- bastard!" Dom was worked up and truly thankful for it. It was far easier handling that much pain when full of frustration. It felt like he had something to prove, though he wasn't sure what. "Pick 'im up! Tha' whine gonna break me 'eart." He whimpered before biting gently at his lover's mating mark. Something about the shape of it soothed the fear and pain. It helped. Everything about the man helped.

Kol'son rolled his eyes, he wanted to be focusing on Dom but he scooped up their tiny pup and plopped him over his shoulder. A small pink wiggly tongue licked the tears off Dom's cheeks and in the midst of his pain the siren smiled. "Ya know… he's pretty damn cute."

"Oi, come off it. Now who knows if he'll- fuckme- if I'll get a seal pup!" The sentence turned into something like a scream but Ciarán never backed down. He didn't squirm off his father's shoulder and he didn't bark unless it was to soothe Dom. The alpha was always proud of his heir but gods he was being an amazing little champ. Better than uncle Mush was handling it, that was for sure.

The faint scent of herbs filled the room and they were all surprised when the seer blew smoke around them. Dom had meant to do it completely sober but at the same time he didn't think he'd ever been more thankful to the fae. He was hurting too much for it to get him high but it eased the ache just enough he could breathe again. His head fell back, his body relaxing until the moment fingers teased over his core. "Oh- oh shit." Kol laughed softly, and the prince relaxed when he realized the touch was his.

"Daidí?"

"I can feel them. It's time ástin min." Kol'son whispered, pressing gentle kisses over his wife's face.

The fear was cold in Dom's chest but first he met the small pink eyes of his son- not yet an alpha, and then the violet of his husband's. He couldn't stop what was to come no matter how scared they were over being able to protect them. They just had to trust themselves and each other. He was shocked when a warm hand curled around his soft cock, his mate was trying to distract him from the pain as the first pup crowned. Gods it felt like a fire was burning through his core and lighting him up from the inside out. The pressure was almost more than he could handle but Mod filled the room with smoke and everything started to blur as his daidí stroked him off.

Tom felt nothing but focus and pride as he watched his prince fight through immense pain. The herbs were affecting even him but he tried to stay alert. Somehow even though he'd been so terrified just moments before when he saw the dark head of hair and squirming small body make its way free of his kin a tiny part of his mind and heart looked forward to enduring it for himself. "Almost there." He soothed, rubbing Dom's back. He and Kol'son both reached for the babe but they were distracted when Cia wriggled off his perch and tumble rolled onto the fur below them. For a moment he laid on his back and wagged his tail but when Dom let out a cry of relief the puppy rolled over and toddled to his brand new sibling.

Dom gasped, time was moving strangely and everything hurt but when those feet fell free and he didn't hear a cry he started to worry. He glanced down, wondering why no one was reaching for the babe but what he found made him quiet as well. His little boy was licking over his siblings face and nose and finally- "That's our girl." Tom laughed but it was a wet sound. Dom didn't have to look to know his best friend was crying.

"Girl? I got my princess? My… other princess." Kol corrected but he choked on tears. There was a lump in his throat he couldn't swallow and he so badly wanted to look but they weren't even close to done and his wife needed his attention. Cia yipped happily, even growling at Tom when he tried to clean the girl with a towel but when the next wave of pain gripped the siren they all focused on him. Tom took their daughter as Mod filled the room with haze again. Perhaps it wasn't best for the little ones but every Viking grew up like that. "Fuck princess I'm so proud of you. You're doing so good. Can you give me another?"

Dom wanted to say no. He wanted to slap or claw that beautiful smile of his mate's face until the bastard tried pushing something that big out himself. He'd barely gotten a look at his daughter before the next started to move down but she was bigger than he worried she'd be. He was scared they were coming far too soon. He answered the only way he could, a sharp nod and a pitiful cry but he pushed. It felt like he was breaking but he pushed.

Ciarán stayed close, his head butted against his mother's thigh to give him strength. He could scent blood but over that was the smell he knew was his baby siblings, fresh bread. They smelled so yummy but he promised himself he wouldn't even nip them. His sissy hadn't tasted very good anyway. When the next was free he moved to clean them too, something in his instincts told him it was good for them and when Tom said it was a boy he howled. Well… he tried to. He tried so hard to sound like his daidí did but it came out small and sweet. He'd been asking for a brother and he tried to thank his mother with a quick yip and a lick over his foot. He tried to be a good calm boy as he watched uncle Mush Mush take the boy and clean him up but he was vibrating with excitement.

Dom couldn't do it. There were tears streaming down his cheeks, blood and slick on his thighs, milk on his chest from the baby's cries, and he was trembling so hard he could barely stay up. There was one more, at least that's what he thought, but his body was trying so hard to give up. It didn't matter though, whoever was coming next was fucking determined and so was his alpha. "Omega you will listen. You will push for me until all our children are free. After all you've been through, is this where you give up?"

Dom's eyes narrowed in a glare and he bared his fangs. Kol'son just arched a brow and stuck his tongue out but he smirked and hissed when his wife lunged for him and bit over the same spot he marked him the first time. He let his mate suckle to muffle his screams and he tightened his grip as Dom started pushing again. He didn't know how long they'd been pushing but he could feel the sun rising outside. He could sense his people waking up and his aunt and uncle pacing outside. "Almost- almost-" His voice felt like a growl and he tried to keep a good grip around his lover's dick. The boy was mostly soft but he knew the stimulation helped. His own was throbbing honestly and he wasn't quite sure what that said about him.

Dom pulled off his husband's chest and screamed as the babe popped free and didn't even wait for Ciarán's cleaning to start fucking wailing. The sound was like music to him though and he started to laugh. He felt on the brink of madness from all the pain and happy chemicals warring in his mind. He just wanted to feed his babes and pass the hell out but something felt… strange.

"One more." Kol'son growled, pressing his forehead hard against Dom's. They were drenched in sweat and getting higher than he thought the mushroom man had meant for them to but he met Dom's eyes and sent as much strength to him as he could.

The fae sighed when another wave of emotion hit him, his husband was trying so hard to help. He'd been denying it all month, he hadn't wanted to test fate with so much hope but as something tore through him he knew. "Let it out." Kol whispered, his alpha present enough Dom had to listen and Mod covered his ears as the siren did just that.

A scream filled the room that hit Kol'son in the soul. It was the most heart wrenchingly beautiful thing he'd ever heard. His wife had been humming for his pleasure for years but this? This was the full power he kept so carefully locked up and it bowled over him like the strongest wave. He felt as if he were floating in the middle of a warm ocean, nothing had ever been so peaceful. When he felt the water suck him under he didn't mind. He didn't need to breathe. He couldn't see anything but golden eyes. He couldn't feel anything but peace and heat and overwhelming pleasure. His knot pulsed but his hips didn't thrust. The water would take care of him. It was like the hottest mouth surrounding him, sucking him, working him to that peak and when he reached it everything was gentle.

The world slammed back into focus as Dom's voice broke in a whimper, Kol'son could feel cum dripping down his thigh as he choked as gasped for air but he shook it all off. He had to. The siren song was replaced by deafening silence as if the other siblings waited for their newest addition to cry. Dom collapsed against the Viking's chest, his whole body sliding down until his mate helped him lay out more comfortably in the nest. He couldn't rest though, not until he heard it. Heard them. "Tom?" His voice was barely above a whisper.

When he could focus well enough he looked to see his kin gently rubbing the babe's chest as Cia licked their face clean. His breath caught in his chest. Why weren't they crying? Gods he knew it was too good to be true, how could the universe bless them so without punishing them? He'd never been lucky before he met Kol. "Daidí?" He whined, reaching out a spasming hand that of course the god took. He could feel his lover quaking too. Tom moved, taking the small form in his hold and he crawled closer, placing the little one on Dom's chest.

The first thing he noticed was how small they were, the second was that it was certainly a 'he'. "Come on lil one. Please? For mumma?"

The chieftain refused to fear the worst, he hovered close and pressed a breathy kiss to the baby's belly. There was just a little force behind it as if he could push a breath into them. "Wake up for daidí." It was almost a prayer but he was the only god here and with that thought he closed his eyes and kissed the child's forehead, over his heart, demanding his pup to- "Wake up. Wake. Up."

The breath was sharp and loud in the quiet room but it was the sweetest sound Dom ever heard and with it he let himself cry. His puppy yipped and bounced next to them but it was the sound of relief escaping his mate that told him what had truly just happened. He knew his god would write it off to timing but he knew better. He wasn't the only one bringing life that night.

The man laughed, his violet eyes filled with tears as they shared a smile over their boy before he finally looked him over. Ten tiny fingers, ten tiny toes, but as those small legs wiggled he caught something else. "Oh fuck baby- he's… he's an omega. Momma's little mini." He chuckled, noting how the dark wispy hair matched and the eyes. Oh gods above his eyes. A brighter gold than he'd ever seen before.

Dom knew there was more to come. He had other things to birth and pain to suffer but he didn't care anymore. He spread his legs and let Tom work on the cords and anything else and instead he focused on the tiny prince on his chest. The pup was the runt of the litter but he fit perfectly on Dom's chest. In his hold. "The overs." He huffed, looking to the pile of babes and thankfully Mod moved to help. There was a stain on his pants that Dom vowed to ignore and never speak of but he felt badly. He'd never used his full voice before that night. He could tell his mate was still feeling it. "Did… daidí did I do good?" He couldn't help but ask and his Viking beamed down at him.

"You did perfect ástin min. Fucking perfect."

Author's Note/Tags: @hollywoodxwhore @jaxbreaker @manicpixiedreamb0y @cole-way-iero28 @iamnotanearthlingmotherfucker 🖤

BABIES! Naming them will come next and all the cuddles. Seems like the little pack found their power 👀 poor Mod. I hope you enjoyed it! 🖤☠️

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What’s a line, scene, or exchange you’ve written that made you laugh? It's hard to pick one! I like writing stuff that makes me laugh more than just about anything else. I had a fun time writing the "Hermann thinks he's hallucinating" scene in Dude, That's My Body. I suppose that's my most recent example.

Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride? This is a question I'd love to have someone who has read my fics answer, because for me, the author, they all feel pretty straight-forward. Hmm, maybe I Promise to Take Good Care of Him. There's a lot going on in that fic.

Tell me about an up and coming wip please! I am working on a Season 3 of Good Omens fic. It's plotted out, mostly. My main problem is that there is too much I want to include, so it's been daunting to write. But considering how long it will take the actual Season 3 to hit the airwaves, I have time.

Who is your favorite character to write? Oooh, I think it's still Pitch, even after all this time. He's so melodramatic! And grouchy! And easily riled up! I'd say a close second is Charlie Kelly. I love interpreting how he thinks the world works.

What’s something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don’t mean to? Acts of kindness. Even if it's just a little thing.

#use your words