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ghostreblogging · 1 year

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Omg like I had this dream about it yesterday. So what if batfam decided nope we're gonna ghost proof this house. And in the way they did it, they didn't use blood blossoms, ectoranium etc (blood blossoms are extinct and hard to find in large quantities and ectoranium is a space metal that nobody knows exist yet or confused with kryptonite) They used magic, so it's little less noticable.

And Tim decides to Invite his new friend over, aka Danny Fenton . Said friend refuses to touch anything while there. He wouldn't sit, eat food, or touch any of the occupants. And when he finally accidentally touches something, the spell works and he is captured with glowing chains or straight up thrown back into the infinite realms.

Danny finally has time for normal teenager shit. He managed slowly go through the bureaucratic shithole that is the infinite realms politics and he managed to come out with his sanity intact. Phantom is no longer a menace but a hero that tragically gave himself up to seal all of the Infinite realms (that is kinda true he did go through a nightmare to make sure ghosts didn't attack the living world and had to do the equivalent of centuries worth of paperwork to do that.)

And all things considered ghosts are a thing of the past for most people. ( He hopes that the ones he allows through keep their oaths and stay hidden)

And he can finally be a normal teenager again, albeit in Gotham of all places. But the death in the city masks his more inhuman traits and he really didn't wanna go through another paper work stuff to register himself as a meta without the meta gene, he would have to do that later though.

But he can do that later, he's on a vacation and he's not doing that.

-_-_-_-

He is standing in the doorway. People around him are getting their umbrellas and sadly he doesn't have one. He was debating internally if he should just go or go back to the lost and found for an umbrella.

He was waiting for Tim as he agreed to come for dinner. The car ride to the Wayne manor was calm, filled with few words.

All changed when he came to find the whole manor was covered in intricate magical circles and traps. He saw atleast few that straight up sent him to the dark parts of the realms and he didn't want to touch that. And as much as he wanted to straight up escape, Tim had been asking for multiple days.

So as much as he wanted to flee, his social skills are shit and he didn't want to risk the awkwardness afterwards.

So he tried his best. Didn't touch the ground floated slightly above it, didn't touch the furnitures cuz apparently it was considered part of the house, couldn't touch the walls. Couldn't even touch the residents before setting the alarms off.

He thinks he pulled it off. Of course he pulled it off everything was going smoothly and he just has to make sure he has everyone in the room in his sights and float a bit. Well until the actual dinner. He couldn't touch the food and he looked quite akward so much so Tim whispers to him.

"You okay? You aren't touching your food."

"Oh I'm okay, it's just-" before he could even start with his sorrowful excuses, someone someone grabs his arm, again it wouldn't have been a problem too it would only raise the alarm, until he is pushed down into the chair thus triggering multiple traps .

Big golden chains appear and he is arleady out of the chair by then. He opens a window and turns to say sorry but he accidentally trips over another trap and is pulled into the realms. He should probably cross Tim out of his list of friends.

-_-_-_-

Tim's friend just fell through a portal, should probably call Constantine about that.

Dick was the first one to speak up after the silence that incued.

"Did we just banish Tim's new friend to the shadow realm?"

"Wait why did he trigger the alarm? He didn't seem all that ghostly, was he like Jason"

"Probably. We probably won't see him again, do we just. . . Push the blame onto Constantine?"

" We are heroes-"

"And how the heck are we supposed to enter the realms anyway? And escape! Constantine greatly expressed that portal was one way only"

*Tommorow*

They see Danny just waltzing through Gotham and they pull him aside.

"What the fuck. You got pulled into the shadow realm yesterday! How do you even trigger the alarms"

Danny who arleady went through the five stages of denial and how tf am I gonna explain "oh you see i am a warlock of....uhhhh

I didn't think this far

OH PHANTOM. THE GREAT PHANTOM"

And after a very stressful meeting with batman and the entire JL dark members cuz apparently his alter ego became a big deal without his agreement.

Where he

Had to speed learn how to create duplicates

Had to fight off a few ghost lawyers cuz they wanted to be a part of "the very important meeting of importance"

Got asked to do magic (he's still learning okay?)

He panicked tried to sell one of his powers as a spell or him just having the copy of his patrons power.

More people got worried about him supposedly creating a contract with a very powerful new unknown diety

Got into the JL dark as a warlock

People apparently trusts him now???? As FENTON??????

Apperantly showing off weaker version of patrons power was a bad idea cuz he greatly overestimated the power limit.

He is a powerful warlock of a powerful "demon"?

WHAT THE FUCK DO U MEAN I- MY PATRON IS NOT A DEMON

"so what is he"

Uhhhhhh a guardian spirit?

Uunhuun soo it's phantom right.?? Leme do some research

WHAT DO U MEAN PHANTOM IS APPARENTLY A GOD AND IS KNOWN GLOBALY FOR BEING THE GOD OF HEROES??

Wait . . . . Clockwork. Oh my god.

Now he is the number one call up magic person for the bats now.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #danny phantom au #is this done yet?#danny phantom crossover #batman #dc x dp

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idiswhadidis · 7 months

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remind me why we're taking a break

ex-bf jungwon x fem. reader

sypnosis you both are taking a break - genre fluff, exes? to lovers - warnings a lil makeout session - wc 0,6k

a/n. hii, i'm still alive wohoo so i got a bit inspired by touch it by ariana grande but it's nothing like the song lol, anyways have fun reading it woop woop.

“remind me again why you two broke up?” Sunoo asks, Jungwon pops his head up from the cafeteria table which he was slumped over

“we didn’t broke up, we’re just taking a break”

“i for sure hope you both get your asses back together cause the amount of complains i got from each of you is ridiculous” hearing his response had Jungwon ears perk up

“each of us? you mean?”

“of course i mean her who fucking else?”

“what is she saying about this uhm situation?”

“not gonna tell you, you should go to her and talk things out cause taking a break is a shitty excuse for chickening out of your realationship problems”

“well no need to call us out Sunoo” fake smiling at him

“all i'm saying is, if i hear another i miss her/him i'm gonna burn something up, definetly not because i'm too single for this shit but you both need each other so please make the first move cause we both know how stubborn Y/n can be”

nodding and standing up full of motivation “you’re right this is bullshit, i will go to her and talk things out, damn Sunoo didn’t know you are a motivation coach”

“you’re welcome now get your girl” nodding his head with dedication in his eyes, turning around searching for you.

you were leaning on your locker while talking to your friend until she fell silent and wiggled her eyebrows at you saying “target on six o’clock”, turning around to see what she’s on about..

..your eyes going wide when you see him to slow to think where to go when he already has your hand interlocked with his, dragging you into an empty classroom, shutting the door and locking it

he turns around seeing you looking around the classroom nervously playing with your fingers

“let’s talk y/n”

“about what?”

“us”

“we’re on break just like you wanted it” you state looking at him confused

he shakes his head “i didn’t want that. never.” he walks to you, standing centimeters away from each other

“but you said-”

he takes your hands into his running his thumbs over your soft skin

“i know what i said but i just said that cause i thought you would say we should break up so i suggested taking a break, and then you suddenly said yes which had my heart acatually break” staring at him like you just saw a ghost damn this was such a misunderstanding

“are you aware that you actually never let me finish my sentence that day?”

“what you mean?” looking at you with his boba eyes

“we should breath first and calm ourselves down? thats what i wanted to say but you asumed that the word breath would be the word break"

staring at you, mouth wide open in shock “you gotta be kidding” shaking your head “but why did you say yes when i said we should take a break?”

“cause i didn’t want to lose you...” making his heart flutter “...i was afraid that if i wouldn’t say yes you would break up with me”

shaking his head, grabbing your waist tugging you into him, lips not far away from yours

“god i'm so sorry for misunderstanding this i really should learn to let you finish your sentences..” putting his hands underneath your shirt kneading your skin lovingly

“..please tell me we’re done with this cause i'm going crazy without you and we can’t keep bothering Sunoo with it cause he said he would burn something up if he would hear one of us complain again”

nodding and giggling while you tug him down by his shirt to finally kiss him, him immediately responsing and grabbing each of your legs wrapping them around his waist walking to a table letting you sit on it

trailing his lips down to your neck up to your cheeks your nose and your mouth again

cupping one of your cheeks while the other tucks your hair behind your ear, looking at your dazed state “god i love you”

whispering against his lips “love you too”

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ms-cartoon · 4 months

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I've been coming across a bunch of Hazbin spoilers and decided "screw it" and found the leaks to the full episodes. (I don't care how sensitive you leak haters are about it)

Of course, as expected, this show is already turning out to be trashy as I would expect it to be. Little retcons here and there, shitty writing, some crappy and pathetic characters who already lost whatever mojo they had back in the pilot, voice-acting is bitter as it will always be, etc.

There are a lot of issues with just these two eps, but I'm just gonna point out the ones that got my attention the most.

WARNING: THERE ARE SPOILERS/ MENTIONS OF HARRASMENT AND ALL THE 18+ BS.

-- Charlie- "Once upon a time, there was a glowing city protected by golden gates, known as Heaven. It was ruled by beings of pure light. Angels that worshipped good and shielded all from evil."

I beg to differ since it's established already that angels from heaven are nothing but fakes and are evil as hell, probably proud of it. Exhibit A: Adam and Sera. Now if they were anything like Frollo (someone who believes they are doing good but are not) I might be okay with it. Like say, they only resort to extermination because they're from heaven, they feel it is their job, and they have to do it even though it's wrong. Instead, however, I assume they exterminate because they just like to do it and they're evil like that. They probably have a feeling that some sinners are still good people on the inside and just don't care.

-- Charlie: As the numbers of Hell grew, so did its power. Threatened by this,

Heaven made a truly heartless decision that every year, they would send down an army an extermination to ensure Hell and its sinners could never rise against them.

I hear with my little ear another retcon!!

In the pilot, the only reason why extermination was a thing was because of overpopulation in hell. Now they're saying heaven is exterminating sinners cuz they're threatened by the overgrowing power and they don't want to be rebelled by it?? I going to guess that they only made this change so they can force evil on heaven while making Lucifer the innocent one. This is exactly what they did with Stella in the HB series where it was brought up that things were okay between her and Stolas only for the second season to say Stella hated Stolas the whole time they were together and treated him badly just so the writers can tell us viewers that she's evil.

Is this gonna be a thing now?

-- Angel: I'll have the horniest sinners knockin these walls down to get in!

This body was made to be exploited!

Seriously, guys, this is the same pervert we're supposed to feel bad for BECAUSE he's being exploited!

And leave it to Angel to completely miss the point of this hotel. What they want is to convince sinners to REDEEM themselves. Banging them is not a way to go about it, bud!

-- My predictions about Angel being a sex joke are correct. I'm mean- they've always been correct, I'm just saying I had a feeling they were going to show it off more in the show.

-- Vaggie: "No, we can't force sinners to stay here. They need to choose to."

Angel Dust: "Well, I chose to stay here and I think it's all stupid."

No shit- The only reason why u agreed to stay is for the free rent. So don't go marking yourself as a good example.

-- I don't totally have a problem with this show being a musical as long as the timing is right. Charlie is so quick to tell Vaggie about a meeting she'll participate in and is excited about, but before Vaggie can even question it and talk to her, Charlie immediately starts singing without even hearing Vaggie out. They kinda rushed this musical number a little too quickly. Which only goes to show how fast-paced this episode is. It's always fast-pacing with these shows.

-- I have the sudden urge to jump inside this show and beat the ever-loving crap outta Angel if keeps on moaning and getting horny . . .

-- Angel continuously flirts and touches an obviously uncomfortable Husk and fans are going to look at this as "cute" while I look in annoyance and disgust. And once again, this is the same guy we're supposed to feel bad for because he has a pimp who inflicts the same actions that he does and fans will choose to ignore it.

-- Adam is practically the most irritating character in this series so far. I was right with what I said about him before. For someone who's supposed to be an angel he sure as hell doesn't act like it. The whole time he's on screen, he's just making jokes, ridiculing the hell out of Charlie, and not listening to her at all. Continuously cussing and talking about dicks??? He has the most cringiest dialogue ever and I had the urge to skip it every time he's on screen. Something tells me he and Lute should switch positions since she seems more professional.

-- Charlie: Sinners make mistakes, but everyone makes mistakes.

Charlie, I know where you're trying to get at sweetheart, but I really hope you don't include all the rapists, murderers, abusers, and pedophiles down below. Do you really think they qualify as someone who can be redeemed? If so, I would have to side with the angels here despite their antagonistic behavior. I would understand trying to rehab drug addicts, alcoholics, robbers, etc. but definitely not the former.

Now that I think about it, Charlie is kind of acting like Viv in this scenario where she tries to excuse these criminalistic behaviors most of her characters committed when they really don't deserve anything good happening to them. That's like trying to redeem Valentino for pimping and abusing Angel Dust. Do we really think Val is capable of redemption??

Sorry to burst your bubble Ms. Morningstar, but the angels are in the right here. Hell exists for a reason and people who do bad things and like to do bad things deserve to be there. I wouldn't bother trying to rehab sinners who don't deserve it or are not going to try to fix their behavior.

-- Lute: Angels don't make mistakes . . .

Then what does that say about Lucifer? He was an angel who caused some actions that you guys would count as mistakes therefore expelling him from heaven. You guys never even attempted to exterminate him yet.

-- I'm sorry, I don't like Brandon Rogers as Killjoy. It's literally just a demon version of one of his characters. It's nothing original like the pilot.

So that is what I think about the first episode. If I forget to mention something, i'll just edit the post. Won't be too long before I make some comments about the second one, but for now, the gist of everything is . . . it's bleh.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask me!!

#hazbin hotel #hazbin husk #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel critique #angel dust critical #hazbin angel dust #hazbin charlie #anti hazbin hotel #anti huskerdust

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mayfieldss · 1 year

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Dating JJ Maybank would include;

First of all, JJ is protective.

Of course, he is, after all he's been through. He wants you to be safe because you make him feel safe.

He would never want to be anywhere without you.

constant PDA / physical contact.

He'll be touching you constantly. Hand on your thigh, arm around your waist, sitting shoulder to shoulder. All of it.

Hugs. Hugs from behind too, lots.

HAND HOLDING.

I can not express how much this man would love holding hands just so that he knows you are there with him when he needs you—and when you need him.

Sharing jewellery, clothes, and hats.

JJ loves it when you wear his things. It makes him feel important—like he matters to you, and you want everyone else to know it. And it helps show people like Rafe and Topper that he is the one that gets to call you his.

Plus, he thinks everything he owns looks better on you.

"You look so hot right now." literally all the time. He never stops saying it.

"Babe." "Baby."

The long, drawn-out 'Babeeee' when he wants something.

Cooking together (it's always a disaster and you end up getting takeout or eating cereal.)

JJ teaching you how to surf, drive *cough* fire a gun *cough* etc.

Dancing with you at parties or literally just whenever music is playing. Really it's just him spinning you around until you're laughing like crazy.

He also loves swaying to the music with you and kissing your neck.

He loves having you close.

Braiding your hair. Kie had to teach him to do it, but now, he is obsessed with doing your hair in messy little braids.

You do the same to him.

"Babe, stop moving I'm trying to give you French braids right now."

Always whispering inappropriate things in your ear, dirty jokes, and other things.

He hates it when you cry. He doesn't know what to do (and he hates feeling helpless) so he always makes jokes and tries to make you laugh.

Also cuddles, he finds they always work.

He hates it when you're mad at him too.

He's always the first to apologize after a fight, even if you were in the wrong.

Your fights with JJ are always short-lived. He can never stay mad at you, and you can't stay mad at him either.

He's loyal as fuck to you.

He is willing to die for you for sure. And he will fight for you no questions asked. We're talking punches thrown as soon as someone crosses you or even looks at you the wrong way.

He always defends you. Always.

Playing cards with you at midnight.

He loves sitting with you beside a bunch of candles (so you don't wake everyone else in the chateau by keeping the lights on) and playing cards until you're practically falling asleep sitting up.

JJ is the big spoon, but often the both of you just sleep entangled in each other.

We're talking, legs over the top of each other, hugging in your sleep type shit.

"I fucking love you."

If you're meeting up with the Pouges JJ always waits with open arms for you (literally) until you come over for a hug and of course, a kiss. (Or two, or three.)

JJ's camera roll is full of pictures of you.

Some are of you and him together, some you're smiling at the camera, and others you were completely unaware he'd taken.

His lock screen is a picture of you pulling a funny face. He says it makes him smile when he's having a bad day.

"That's my girl."

piggyback rides.

Once again, neck kisses. Face kisses. Everywhere kisses.

"I'm gonna marry you one day baby, You and me. I promise."

Secret handshake. You guys have one, and it's epic.

He wears your hair ties on his wrist.

Playing with his rings. You do it all the time, and JJ loves it.

He'll pass you notes if he's not close enough to whisper in your ear and they usually say the stupidest shit.

Sometimes he'll pass you notes with compliments written on them.

'You're beautiful' or 'I can't take my eyes off you.'

Even if there is a perfectly good chair beside him, JJ always pulls you onto his lap, because—cuddles.

He loves resting his head on your shoulder or in your lap.

And he loves it when you play with his hair.

He tried to paint your nails once and insisted on doing every nail a different colour. The next time he painted your nails, he painted every one of them black. He'd tried to add smiley faces in white, but they just turned into little blobs.

Holding your hand while driving, and if he can't do that, he's got a hand on your thigh as he drives for sure.

Staring contests at the most inappropriate of times.

It started as a joke, but soon developed into a way of calming JJ down and keeping him positive when the Pouges or other people were arguing. He hates conflict after all.

So, if Kie and John B are fighting, or the other Pouges are shouting at each other, he'll look at you and you'll have a staring contest until one of you laughs or blinks.

He squeezes your hand when he's nervous.

He squeezes your shoulder when he knows you're nervous. It's his way of saying "I'm here."

"You know, me and you baby, we're gonna get a dog, and chickens and we're gonna be one of those happy couples at like eighty watching wheel of fortune or some shit"

He can't see a future without you in it.

matching tattoos eventually (JJ wants to get them so bad)

AN: Please let me know if you want me to expand on any of these!! I will do it happily <3

GENERAL TAGLIST; : @heliads @candywh0r3 @caplanreads @hiya-its-amber

OUTER BANKS TAGLIST; empty

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poppy-metal · 5 months

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cannot think about the wedding night with mafia!jordan or I'll simply pass out with overwhelming lust. btw.

please you're so terrified because you know you're meant to have sex and people in the mafia are so grossly obsessed with marriage and the semantics about it - needing to know jordans taken your virginity.

you're shocked when jordan takes one look at you curled up and trembling on one side of the king sized bed and just rolls their eyes. "I'm not gonna fuck you, churchmouse. fucking relax, shit."

you'd be more flustered at their crude words if you weren't so suprised by the meaning of them. unfurling your legs and feeling worry slide through you. "but..." you remember all the talks your mama gave you, "but its expected!"

jordan, in fem!form now, shrugs out of their suit jacket - and you quickly avert your eyes as they undress.

"yeah, I'm not into forcing myself onto women, though. n'with the way you are - your pussy would probably snap my dick in half anyway."

you look over then, flushing a little when you catch a glimpse of their tits - flushed nipples and, you think a little dazed, pretty - before they're yanking a black tshirt over their head.

you shake your thoughts away and furrow your brows, "snap - oh, i dont have teeth down there or anything! my mama showed me a book on vaginas one time - I'm, uh." you look down at the blanket. "im built to take you - in um. in your other form, of course. you obviously couldn't take my virginity as a woman."

you say this so confidently jordan snorts. looks at you like you're stupid.

"i know how vaginas work, idiot. i have a cunt." again with the vulgar language. "and no, you wouldn't cut my dick in half, but pussies are dry and tight as hell when you're not turned on. it would be fucking miserable for us both. and-"

they smirk now, pulling back their side of the covers and sliding in, keeping a healthy distance from you. they slide out their iPhone, not looking at you as they start texting before continuing on -

"i could totally take your virginity as a woman. I'd be offended if i didn't know you were raised as a fucking nun."

you blink. "you.... but... sex requires - penatration-"

jordan, again within looking up, raises one hand and wiggles their fingers. you jerk back, scandalized.

"you'd! but - that's not what i meant. i mean. typically. b- between a man and a woman - theres a." god, the earth should swallow you up. "p-penis..."

jordan looks up at you then. looks at you for so long you squirm on the sheets.

in jordans mind - they're thinking about how ridiculous this conversation is. how sheltered are you? to think sex as only a means of penis and vagina penatration is fucking sad - though, they do think about it, splitting your virgin cunt open on their dick, that kind of sex definitely isn't bad - and they consider opening their drawer and showing you their 8 inch black dildo and accompanying harness, telling you all about how if you wanted a cock so badly, then yeah, they could still fuck you as a woman, but they know that'd probably make you fall of the bed or pass out from sheer shock alone.

the thought is funny, you're already so worked up. but you've had enough earth shattering information thrown at you for one day, they think.

"uh huh." they say plainly. "whatever - look. its not happening tonight, either way. I'll just tell them we're waiting to make it special or some shit, so you can stop looking at me like im going to assault you."

you relax a little. "o - okay."

jordans eyes return to their phone. texting cate about what a fucking joke this all is. god, they want to be high.

"but - will we - eventually -" you start up again. "i mean. we'll need an heir...."

ugh. 'this bitch is talking about me being a baby daddy already.' they text cate.

"cross that bridge when we come to it. trust me, churchmouse. if i can avoid touching you for as long as fucking possible - I'll do it."

little do they know not so long from now, just the thought of not touching you will make them want to pull their hair out.

#ask #some of this dialouge made me giggle jordan is saur funny #mafia!jordan #jordan li x reader

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aliaology · 6 months

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CARDIGAN

summary: right person, wrong time.

pairings: jack hughes x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of cheating, drinking

heels clicked against the cobblestone walkway. people came, people left. yet you stayed. you stayed in the living room. the party around you felt empty, even though the room was crowded. you watched, watched his hand move from her after she attempted to touch him.

why was it that suddenly he didn't want to touch her, but just last month he was perfectly fine being inside her? it felt unfair.

you sipped your drink. you remembered being the one who got him for his summers, winters, falls, and springs. now she had him, well, not necessarily. he barely even pays attention to her. instead he talks to his best friend, who keeps glancing your way.

every time you find jack's eyes on you, you watch the pain hit his face. but that was his fault, right? he chased two girls, lost the one.

the one. were you really the one for him? you two were young. by the time he hit 16, he called you his. that you would forever be the one. your parents and his parents laughed. you were too young to say that. too young to know anything.

you adverted your attention from jack, to the party itself. the loud music, crowded room, and bodies jumping, yet it still felt like nothing was there.

"what are you doing, jack?" you asked, a smile adorning your lips. the brunette boy shuffled through your closet. "you have literally nothing to wear" he groaned.

"hm, maybe because i dont just wear hoodies and shorts. none of my clothes will fit you" you laughed, watching him from your bed.

he groaned again. ultimately, he fell down onto the bed next to you, hands meeting your waist and pulling you on top of him. "guess ill wear you to keep warm."

you let out a laugh. "that sounds so wrong, jack. plus, im not some sort of cardigan" you giggled.

jack smiled at the sound of your laugh. "you're still my favorite, even if you unfortunately aren't a cardigan."

you let out a sigh and stood up from the couch you sat on. you grabbed your drink, and walked to the kitchen, gripping walls for support as your heels killed your feet.

you went to dump your drink out, feeling a hand on the small of your back. you jumped slightly, looking behind you to see jack. he lingered like a tattooed kiss, never leaving you alone if he knew where you were.

"what do you want, jack?" you asked, placing your cup on the counter, head now facing forward as you refused to look at him.

"i miss you" he spoke softly, his free hand reaching to your side. you weren't surprised. you knew he'd try coming back to you. you felt his hand move up under the cardigan you wore over your red dress.

you let out yet another sigh. you wanted to let him back in, to turn around and kiss the shit out of him, but you didn't. no, he hurt you. you couldn't let him do it again.

"jack we're gonna be late" you laughed, trying to pull away from him as he kept peppering kisses along your face.

"who cares? just let me love you." he placed a soft kiss on your lips. you smiled into it, hand cupping his cheek.

his hand rested on your thigh, fingers tracing stars onto your skin as his lips stayed on yours.

"i think august would be pleased to have you instead." you spit. jack let out a sigh. "baby please, it was a mistake."

you scoffed and shoved his hands away from your body. "a mistake that happened more than once over the course of a month." you sent him a harsh glare. "a mistake that occurred while i was in new hampshire, visiting my mom who was in the hospital."

"baby please" he pleaded.

you let out a sigh and walked away from him.

"baby- baby wait!" he yelled, rushing towards you, a towel being the only thing around his waist.

your heart broke at the texts, the pictures, the messages. you wanted to throw up, his endeavors happened in your home. your bed. on your sheets. your side is where she slept.

"go to hell, jack!" you ended up slamming the door, rushing to your car.

you cursed him under your breath as you walked away, hearing the same words fall from his mouth as they did that night.

"baby it was a mistake! come back to me.." and his voice trailed off even as he chased you. you drowned him out.

erm was this good... i cant work on now that we dont talk atm bc my laptop is acting up so here is this to make up for it!!

#hockey #jack hughes #nhl imagine #nhl #nhl hockey #new jersey #new jersey devils #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes x you #jack hughes x y/n #hughes brothers #hughes

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the-kr8tor · 3 months

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OKAY I JUST WANNA SAY IM NOW BIBLICALLY OBSESSED W COWBOY HOBIE

AND NOW I NEED COWBOY HOBIE DOING THE HAT RULE WITH THE READER THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGTH

This prompt got me giggling and kicking my legs 😍😍😍 thank you, ly ❤️

Pairing: Cowboy! Hobie Brown x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, Cowboy AU, Western AU, CW drinking, CW suggestive, lovestruck Hobie, FLUFF.

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Watching you attempt to square dance is like watching a chicken run without its head.

Hobie watches you with a smile hidden behind his glass, amber liquid sloshing inside. It's his first glass of the night and he's sure he won't be needing another one when he's already drunk off of you. On any day he would've finished the entire drink in less than a minute or two, but his eyes and lips have been occupied with watching and smiling at your plucky dancing.

The bar is incredibly crowded, smoke from cigars invading his nostrils, music blaring in his ears. And the dance floor is completely full but that doesn't stop you from twirling all over the polished wooden floors; giggling and smiling at your friend who's trying her best to keep you from smacking someone on the face with your wild limbs. Hobie blames all the sugar from the sweet tea you've been consuming.

He places his glass next to your guarded ones, his palm never left the rim of it, determined to keep you safe. Chuckling, you make your way back to him, sweat covering your forehead, breathing heavily from all the dancing. Despite all these, the giddy smile on your lips never left.

“I'm back!” You stop in front of him, all smiles and skin warm. The yellow overhead lights make your eyes sparkle, like a man dying of thirst, he can't help but drink all of you.

“I can see that.” Hobie casually pulls you in by your jean belt loops, knees knocking on his own. “Had fun?” he looks at you through his lashes, eyes crinkling in the corners.

“Mm-hmm!” You nod fervently, he stops your movements with his hand on your jaw before you make yourself dizzy. Your cheeks are incredibly warm. “Thank you for bringing me here, neighbor.”

He chuckles deeply, eyes never leaving yours. “Shit, we're still on those terms after everythin’ we've been through? Do I have to make myself clearer or does velvet need to push us together again?”

“Making the horse do all the work again.” You click your tongue without malice. He has no idea how but he grins wider. Holding to the lapels of his old leather jacket, you lean closer to his touch.

“Dance with me? Please?” You blink your pretty eyes for emphasis.

Hobie cranes his neck closer to your face, breath fanning across your lips. You close your eyes, waiting for the sweetest thing to graze your lips.

“Nah.”

You open your eyes to a smirking Hobie, he takes a sip of his drink, teasing eyes staring at your flustered face.

You scoff, blinking rapidly. “The nerve.”

“I told you I don't dance.”

“Is that so?” With a burst of confidence and adrenaline still coursing through you, your hand flies quickly to his hat, taking it off from his head to place it on your own. “Look at me I'm Hobie Brown and I don't dance. See? That's you. Ridiculous, I know you can dance.”

Hobie closes his eyes for a second before downing his entire drink in one gulp. With an exhale, he squeezes your hips. “You'll be the death of me, love.” he flicks the brim of his hat to see your eyes better. “You have no idea what you've done do you?”

You smile sweetly, leaning closer, taunting him. “What if I do know? What are you gonna do, cowboy?”

For the first time since you've known Hobie, he stutters. “H-home, I'll go home” he clears his throat, composure coming back to his senses. “Maybe you'll join me. Only if you want to.”

“After everything we've been through,” You copy his own words. “do you think I'd say no?”

Hobie smiles, coiling his finger around your belt loops, leading you out of the crowded bar. His hat is still on your head, holding on to his wrist, you let him guide you.

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shankss-magnificent-ass · 8 months

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I would love to have a King x reader (female reader if you are ok with that) where the reader is a mythical zoan type very similar to Kaido’s mythical zoan but because it was a fruit made by Dr Vegaounk, the reader ends up with a dark green dragon instead. King’s just infatuated with the reader and the reader knows it but won’t say anything. The reader is fairly new to the Beast Pirates and Kaido puts King in charge of making the reader feel welcome. Thanks in advance if you are able to do this!!

Imagine having a dragon smile fruit

This led me down an interesting line of thought. How would King act around his crush. He's a deeply traumatized individual, but he hides it well. King has like zero emotional intelligence, he never learned how to really deal with them. Also, I'm making the reader around the same size as King for reasons.

This ended up being kinda long.

Kaido: I'm told you have a devil fruit.

You: it's a smile fruit, sir, Dr. Vegapunk made it for me.

Kaido: Vegapunk *casts a glance at king, but can't see his emotions due to that damn mask* when did he make it for you?

You: a few years back upon my request, he owed me a favor.

Kaido: may I see?

You: we'll need to go outside, I would hate to destroy your lovely house.

Kaido: Ookay?

Outside

You: *transforms into a large emerald green dragon with pitch black fur, talons, and horns.*

Kaido: Worororo, we're gonna be unstoppable!

King: ( 💖0💖 ) !!

You: So I can get settled in?

Kaido: yes, Queen! Get their rooms ready, put them in the east wind of my castle.

You: absolutely not, I refuse to work with Queen, he's annoying.

Queen: EHH! Annoying! Who are you calling an idiot, you moron. You wanna go! *Starts to climb up on one of the coils of your body*

You: *flicks him off* And loud.

Queen: *skips like a rock over the ocean towards mainland Wano and disappears with a twinkle*

Kaido: Would you prefer Jack?

You: Jack is too unpredictable, plus I'm not a fan of the baby bangs he's sporting, they make me wanna bully him. King seems tolerable though, he's quiet which is preferable if I have to deal with a man.

King: 😱💢

Kaido: Very well, wouldn't want you to lose your temper and kill one of them. I need all three of them... well actually with you here, I might not.

You: I don't want a position of responsibility, those usually come with a lot of paperwork. I want money, food, a place to crash, and to fight, and when I’m not doing any of those to lounge in comfort.

Kaido: and you shall have anything you desire. King take them to the Black Tortoise wing.

King: I think they'd appreciate the views and quiet of the Blue Halls in the Vermilion Bird wing. You yourself once told me your dragon enjoys the open sky.

Kaido: how thoughtful King, to share your Vermilion Bird wing with our new recruit.

King: such a valuable member of the crew deserves the best we have to offer, especially one with a power so similar to your own.

Kaido: then can I trust them to you?

King: Of course.

The next day

King: how are you liking the Blue hall? Is it to your liking?

You: It's almost perfect, it just needs some personal touches.

King: I'll set up an appointment for our artisans to come over to receive instructions on what you want.

You: don't you have an assistant for that?

King: no? Are you volunteering?

You: hmm, only when I'm bored.

King: very well, in the meantime care to join me for a training session in the gym? *Hoping to show off his strength and physique for you*

You: Sure, let me change into something more breathable.

At the gym

King: would you spot me?

You: sure?

King: *lifting way more weight than he usually does while trying to keep his face as neutral as possible.*

You: *not sure how you'd be of any help to him if he actually needed help*

Queen: *leans over to Jack to shit talk* is it me, or is that feather-brained idiot trying to impress the newbie?

Jack: Yeah, he's even puffing up his wings and fire to make himself appear bigger.

Maria: right? And you you see the way he looks at them.

Queen: he's clearly displacing his affections for Kaido on them, probably they're more attainable to him than Kaido.

Kaido: *leans in* he's just not my type what can I say? Although, he does have those big titties like I like.

You: I'm gonna go get a water bottle, you want one?

King: sure *waits for you to leave before turning to his crew members* what the fuck are you jack asses whispering about over there?

Queen: You like (y/n) right?

King: what? No, they just got here, I don't even know them.

Kaido: she doth protest too much, methinks.

King: ugh, you all are seeing things.

Maria: yeah, we see you making bedroom eyes at (y/n).

Queen: Don't act like you're not, look at yourself, you're all puffed up like you're a horny teenager all over again.

King: *flattens his feathers* shut up dickhead.

You: *comes back in the room* I got us a few waters!

King: *puffs up again and realizes they're right.

Yamato: *peaking out from one of the floorboards* that explain why he wanted them in the Vermilion Bird wing with him.

King: *Puts his foot on the board and pushes it down*

That evening after dinner

Kaido: did we really upset you earlier? You seem like you're still... huffy like you were in the gym.

King: I'm disgusted with myself for being attracted to a human.

Kaido: *nods his head empathetically* I know the feeling bud. From what information that I have gathered about them, they seem like a decent human. They were once instrumental in the escape of a slave rebellion in the Ballywood Kingdom and Vodka Kingdom. Both of which were predominately composed of non-humans.

King: really?

Jack: yeah, they came to us through a recommendation of one of contacts in the Ryugu Kingdom.

You: wha'cha talking about?

King: *puffs up and feels his embarrassment and panic well up in his chest* Nothing!

You: *squints at him in suspicion* Really? Because I don't believe you.

King: Are you calling me a liar?

You: I ain't callin' you a truther, big man. Now spill the beans, what were y'all whispering about?

King: *his heart flutters happily when you call him 'big man' * Kaido told us you helped in some slave rebellions.

You: Oh yeah, I have quite a few tales from that time of my life.

King: If we're going to work together we should know more about you. So if you wouldn't mind, could you tell us those stories?

Kaido: *subtly gives him an encouraging slap on the back and a wink*

Queen: *whispers* fuckin' simp!

King: *makes Queen's cigar erupt in fire*

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shmolish · 12 days

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HI THERE.

YOU LIKE ESPRESSO COOKIE....?

THAT'S NICE.

...

I WANNA FUCK HIM-

WHO SAID THAT.

*RUNS AWAY BUT TRIPS AND FACEPLANTS ON THE FLOOR*

AN: Now you can (I made this while running off of 2 hours of sleep. It might be a little weird, idk)

Espresso x Reader

Oneshot

Warnings: Sexual scenes, oral, hair pulling, degrading/praising, breeding kink, fingering, marking

This shit is not proofread lmao

You can feel him prodding at the back of your throat, a hand tightly grasping the fronts of your hair and pulling you further onto him.

"You look so pretty down there.. I hope this doesn't hurt too much," Espresso cooed. If not for the uncaring look in his eyes, you'd think his concern was genuine.

That couldn't be further from the truth though. Espresso just loved seeing the tears roll down your pretty little face as you fought your gag reflexes to take all of him into your mouth.

He'd groan as you swirled your tongue around his strained cock, pulling on your hair more and more just so he could fuck himself in your mouth.

Normally he wouldn't be this mean, but you decided that it would be a good idea to get all flirty with a random guy to get Espresso jealous.

It was in fact not a very good idea... unless this is what you wanted the entire time.

You continued to suck, practically begging for Espresso to shoot his load down your throat already.

The hand in your hair twitched. "Fuck, I should get you to do this more often-" he said between sharp breaths. Espresso would eventually succumb to your skilled tongue and send his cum to pool in your mouth. You made sure to swallow every last drop, of course.

Espresso moved the hand in your hair towards your chest, pushing your back against the sheets. "I haven't even touched you and you're already soaked... such a whore.." he tuts before inserting two fingers into your folds. They slide in effortlessly and he begins to push them in and out.

It feels absolutely blissful; the way Espresso knows exactly where your g-spots are and hits all of them so easily.

It's not enough though. You want him in you, not just his fingers.

"Espresso-" you say meekly, letting whines and cusses spill from your lips.

"Yes?" He continued thrusting them in and out of your pussy, curling his fingers just right to hit all of the right spots.

"Need... you-"

Espresso grinned. "You'll have to do better than that, I'm afraid."

You closed your eyes and managed to choke out a small beg. "Please.. I need to feel you inside of me already."

"Well since you asked so nicely..."

He removed his fingers from your cunt, signaling a whine from you at the loss. Then he replaced them with his dick.

He pushed all the way in and quickly began pounding in and out. You could feel it in your stomach, and he went at a brutal pace.

You had already become a fucked out mess, moaning and screaming with pleasure. Your mind became clouded with thoughts of only him.

You could feel him so deep inside of you, ans your pussy would squeeze around his length.

He began to bite your neck and shoulders, leaving markings all over your body.

"If your going to flirt with random people now, then maybe I should just put a baby inside of you already," He'd say while thrusting into you.

It all became too much and you'd cum all along his length.

He kept pounding, and lewd noises would fill the room. Before long he'd release his seed deep into your pussy.

Espresso would continue to thrust in and out. "We're gonna keep going until I'm sure you're pregnant."

《☆》 Fin

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ohblitz0 · 8 months

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ghost n reader are sparring and they end up in awkward positions and simons always trying to pin her down so reader accidentally feels his hard on eventually leading to reader helping ghost out in the nearest room possible 🤭

A/N: what a beautiful idea anon! I like your way of thinking c: hope you enjoy it!! requests are always open <3

Sparring with Ghost is different than usual

warnings: profanity, dirty talk, unprotected p and v (wrap it before you tap it) man handling, derogatory names, and i think that’s it???

Being recruited into the 141 task force meant hours and hours of training. You were the crew's designated marksman, a sniper specialist that caused havoc in plain sight. You were great when it came to hand-to-hand combat but the crew was still hard on you about it. You were their little birdie that shit on people from the sky. Your size may be one of your disadvantages when it comes to hand-to-hand combat so being the smallest on the team there was some tough love when it came to training.

You often trained with the boys and got experience with the size difference in case an enemy crossed paths with you. Soap and Gaz would be the main two you sparred with. You'd train with them and learn their different techniques or signature moves. Most nights you'd spar with Soap, he was often gentle at times with you, which a certain someone made clear almost every time.

"She's never gonna learn with you foolin' about like that." Ghost grumbled as he watched the two of you spar. That particular day was a bit less serious, you and Soap sharing little giggles and lingering touches that seemed to only make Ghost grumpy.

"Loosen up L.t, we're just havin' a bit of fun." Soap would chuckle with a little smirk, standing up from the sparring mat to get a drink of water, you following up after him. Dusting your hands on your thighs you laughed with Soap breathlessly as you looked at your Lieutenant.

"I don't think Ghost does fun, Johnny." you'd tease, eyeing him with a certain glint in your eye. If your face wasn't already flushed, everyone would see you blushing like a fool from your lieutenant's harsh stare. His baby blue eyes contrasted with his dark and stoic demeanor as he gave his pointers on how you were improving. Most of his comments were harsh, and very little praise was given. When Price would watch over your matches he'd always pat you on the back, a gentle smile, with sweet praise that warmed your heart. Something like, "You've been doing well, Soldier. Keep up the good work." What can you say? You were a people pleaser, those words encouraged you and made you giddy all the same.

You'd often wish for those words to leave Ghost's mouth. Deep inside your heart, you yearned for his affection. You'd take anything, even if he criticized your sloppy form. It would be worth it just to hear that rough accented voice fill your ears.

It was just like any other day, ready for more combat practice, You made your way to the gym that was on base. Wearing your usual sports bra and spandex, hair braided back neatly, you walked inside the gym humming to yourself. You halted, where was Soap?

Ghost was sitting on one of the benches, black gym shorts and a hoodie on. Of course, with his balaclava. His posture perking up as you walked through the door. He could see the confusion on your face which prompted him to speak first.

“Soap said he thinks he might of sprained something last session. So it’s just us today, sergeant.”

Shit.

You and Ghost had never sparred once with each other. He’d only watch, sometimes he would go behind you, maneuvering your body to perfect your form but he never stepped out on the mat with you. You never understood why but Soap would tell you it’s because Ghost doesn’t hold back. He’s vicious, mean, dirty, and outright dangerous when it comes to combat in the field and off. You felt butterflies in your stomach. You weren’t sure if it was because you were scared shitless or because you were alone with the man you fancied.

“Copy that, L.t.” You simply said, walking over to where he stood as you sent your gym bag down. It was quiet at first which was to be expected. The two of you were stretching for a bit before he made his way onto the sparring mat. Here we go.

“Alright, sergeant. Let’s get to work.”

You were nervous. Why wouldn’t you be? Ghost was fucking huge compared to you. He always intimidated you, he was your lieutenant, you wanted to impress him. You tried to channel your nerves away, change it into anger, it helped you. You thought of what Soap said about Ghost not wanting to spar with you and you felt something rise within’ you. You can do this. Don’t think just do.

“Don’t go easy on me, L.t. Im not made of glass.” You said, squaring your body towards him, trying to remember everything you learned, perfect your form.

“Wasn’t planning on it, love.”

And with that you lunged towards him. Going straight to his pressure points, he was a big man, have to throw him off somehow. This failed quickly as he swiftly pushed your arms away, the force moving you off balance which allowed him to sweep you off your feet. You grunted, body slamming right into the mat, but you recovered moving onto your back, ready to get back on your feet. Sadly, you were quick enough, Ghosts large body slotting between your legs, one of his hands pushing down on your sternum, trapping you.

You groaned in annoyance as you tried wriggling out of this position but you failed. His body was weighing you down, his other hand gripping one of your wrists and placing it above your head. Your chest heaved, still trying to wriggle out of this situation, something inside you started to simmer lowly. Ghost leaned in close, head tilting as he looked at you.

“Too easy, sergeant. You’re already dead. Gotta be quick on ya feet. Look at you. It’s pathetic.” He was mocking you, a small chuckle leaving his lips at your annoyed expression. He pushed up off of you, muttering a low ‘again’, as he got into position. You stood up, shaking your aching body out, rolling your neck back and forth before getting into position. His insults didn’t hurt but spurred you on.

“Shut. Up.” You hissed, jumping towards him once more, ready to clock him in his dumb handsome face but he blocked your move. Swiftly breaking your arms away and pushing against your chest, your feet stuttered back as you let out a small huff from the impact. You were stunned a bit by this move trying to catch your breath but that was your mistake. You were being too slow or maybe Ghost was just too fucking quick. He had knocked you down somehow, face first into the mat, arms twisted roughly behind your back. Fuck, he was pressed so close. Your mind was fogging up, you felt hazy just from his touch. Focus. God, you can't focus.

"Is that any way to speak to your superior?" He grunted out, pressing himself further into you, your face pressed harshly into the mat. You wriggled about, trying to escape from his grasp but it seemed futile. One of his hands moved to grip your head, leaning forward as he laughed at your struggle. Why did your body feel so hot? What is happening? This wasn't like your normal sparring sessions, something was different.

"Fu- Fuck. You." You breathed out, and a strangled moan of desperation to break free left your lips. He was just too big, too fucking strong.

"Yeah? This is what happens when you fuck around. Our Johnny boy was being too soft on you, wasn't he? You're practically at my disposal. Imagine if this was someone who wouldn't think twice about killing you." He hissed his words at you, his hot breath fanning across your flushed face. He was right and you hated it. He finally let go of you, stepping away from you, muttering 'again'. Your chest heaved, you were out of breath. You slowly collect yourself from the ground, wiping the hair away from yourself as you reposition yourself in your fighting stance. He looked at you with a shake of his head.

"What? Anything else to say? You've been a fucking chatterbox.." you trailed off with furrowed brows of annoyance. You weren't sure why you were so frustrated. Maybe, it's because you wanted him to keep you pinned there, 'at his disposal'.

He walked over to you and stood behind you.

"Forms all wrong. You'd remember you're talking to your lieutenant with that tone. Fix the fucking attitude." Which prompted you to roll your eyes, muttering a 'yes sir' before your breath hitched in your throat.

"Here. Just like that." He said as his hands gripped your shoulders straightening them out. Then they trailed down your body, unbelievably slow as they got to your hips. twisting them into a better stance which made you stumble back into him. You cleared your throat, your body felt like it was burning, you turned your head to look at him, his eyes already on you.

"Keep those eyes forward, sergeant." You obeyed, trying to keep your stance strong as he maneuvered you in a way he saw fit. He was so close, you could feel his chest against your back, you could feel his...

Wait.

"Ghost, do you have your gun holstered?" Your voice was small, in the quiet space, just the soft breathing of the two of you could be heard. It was quiet for too long, his hands still holding onto your hips, they seemed to tighten their hold on you.

"Ghost?" You questioned again, going to turn to look at him only for his hand to shoot up and grip the nape of your neck, pushing your face forward once more. Which resulted in you gasping out loud, your hands falling down behind you, gripping the sides of his hoodie to steady yourself.

"Didn't I say to keep those eyes forward, sergeant?"

"Yes, yes sir." You whispered out into the thin air. Breathing in deeply as you felt him now shamelessly press into your backside. A strangled whimper caught in the back of your throat from the feeling. This one moment just confirmed all the tension that you felt every time you were near him. All that pent-up emotion was being released at this moment, you knew it and so did he. You pressed your ass back into him, a wanting whine leaving your lips. His breath hitched, his grip on you was so tight he could break you in two. A small laugh leaving him.

"You want this, darling?" The hand on your neck loosened it and letting it fall back to your hip, your head fell back against his chest. Your chest rises and falls heavily. That warm tingle between your thighs gets stronger and stronger as minutes pass. You nodded frantically.

"Please, please do something.." you whined.

He chuckled deeply before pushing you down onto the mat. Your hands flew forwards bracing yourself so you wouldn't fall face-first into the ground. One of his hands pressed into your back, forcing you down anyways, ass up high in the air for him.

"You were so being difficult earlier, baby... But look at you now, nothing to say, hm? You wanted this all along didn't you? I felt the way you wiggled your ass into me every time I pinned you down. Just. Like. This." He emphasized his words as he thrust into your ass, pressing his hard-on close, practically dry-humping you. You could barely muster any words, feeling hazy around, needy out of your mind.

"Because.. because you were being an asshole."

"Oh, was I? You poor little thing." His tone dripping with sarcasm. His other hand went towards his mask, lifting it up to the bridge of his nose, allowing him to lean down and press open-mouthed kisses to your neck. You gasped, his lips felt so soft, and although his words were harsh his kisses were gentle and precise. He hummed as he tasted you, trailing all the way down the middle of your back. You pushed your ass back into him once more needing some sort of friction. His groans from the action was like music to your ears.

"Fuuck, such a needy little slut. Don't worry, I'll take good fucking care of you."

"Just for you, Si--Simon." You whimpered out, turning your head to look at him. Big doe eyes pleading for him to hurry up and touch you where you needed him most. The use of his name made something inside of him snap. The way it rolled off your tongue was so sickly sweet. The way it warmed his cold heart. One hand pressing on the small of your back and the other wasting no time and pulling your shorts down your thighs. Your ass is on full display for him now, his hand going between your thighs to cup your cunt. You whined out, your thighs clenching around his hand.

"No, no. Be a good girl for me, yeah?" He whispered, his fingers teasing your clit, giving you soft circular motions. Your thighs were already shaking, trying to will yourself not to clamp down on his hand again. You haven't been touched like this in ages with work and all. Your body was so sensitive to everything Ghost was doing.

“Fuck, you’re dripping..” His fingers rubbing your clit softly, a finger now entering you slowly. A gruntled gasp left your lips from the feeling as he started pumping in and out of you. Your juices were dripping down his hand making such a mess of it. You whined as he added another, your eyes fluttering closed which earned you a tsk from Ghost.

“Keep those eyes on me, baby. Want you to see who’s making you feel so fucking good right now.” His lips curling up into a smirk, the sight making you clench around his fingers. God, the little scars that you could see only made you want to kiss them gently, you wanted to kiss him so bad.

“Understood, sergeant?” He questioned when you didn’t comply, your eyes fluttering still from the feeling, but he stopped his movements as he waited for you to obey his command. You whined as you felt him pull out of you. The dull ache inside you was there again as you clenched on nothing.

“Yes, sir. Just please— please.” You couldn’t even give him a coherent response. Already dumb for him. Your thoughts just filled with the man behind you with a shit eating grin on that handsome face.

“Well, since you asked so nicely.”

He swiftly flipped you over, pulling the rest of your bottoms off as he slowly pressed himself between your legs. Now you had now choice but to look at the man above you. You weren’t complaining though. He pulled his gym shorts down, his cock springing free. He sighed as stroked his cock a few times, your juices spreading across his length from the hand that he used on you before. One of his hands grasped your hip as he lined himself up, the tip of his cock teasingly pressing up and down your folds.

“Look so pretty right now…” His words almost a whisper like he was saying it more to himself than to you. Then he pressed into you, thrusting all the inside. You moaned loudly, throwing your head back from feeling so full. He started thrusting, not giving you any time to adjust to his size.

“Fuck, you’re so big..” You whimpered out, your hands outstretched forwards wanting to hold him, needing something to latch onto. He pressed one of his hands beside your head leaning over you, grinding into you slowly. He groaned as you clenched down on him hard. You hands instantly wrapped around to his back, slithering under his hoodie, next time you’re definitely gonna scold him for not stripping himself entirely of his clothes. For now, this would do because he was fucking you so well that you saw stars.

“Yeah, baby? You feel so good. Like you were made for me.” He grunted out as he started pistening inside you, making you whimper from the pace. The way he filled you to the brim made your stomach curl in way that you knew was bringing you to that familiar edge. He leaned down, giving you neck and collarbones open mouthed kisses that made your head spin.

“‘M gonna— ‘m gonna, hmf!” you moaned out, a babbling mess as he continued his assault on you. Your head was thrown back, your body arched into him, breasts flush with his chest.

“You want to cum, don’t you? Fucking hell— I feel you clenching down on me so fucking hard.” He snarled into your neck, giving it a small nip, which made you whimper out in bliss. You could only nod from his dirty words, eyes half lidded, cockdrunk.

You knew he was close too because his thrusting became sloppier as he was nearing the end. Your shaky hands went and grasped his face bringing it to yours for a rough kiss, nipping his bottom lip, a groan leaving his mouth.

“Cum with me, please, please cum inside me..” you whimpered, your arm going over you face to hide your flushed expression. Why were you embarrassed by the confession? Ghost was 9 inches deep inside you right now. He tsked grabbing that arm and pinning it above your head.

“Yeah? Want me to breed you? Gotta see that pretty face when I do it.” He grinned, his hips thrusting into your faster and harder now, one hand going to your clit to rub circles against it. You squealed from the feeling, it was almost overpowering, taking over your whole body when soon you whimpered out a small, ‘si!’ as you came all over his cock.

“Thaaats my good fucking girl. Creaming my cock, hm? God. You’re so fucking pretty like this. All mine to use. Fuck—“ he groaned, still circling his hips into you as your body laid limp in his hold, shaking a bit from the overstimulating feeling.

“Fuuckin’—“ hard thrust, “Hellll.” One more hard thrust before he emptied himself inside you. He moaned against your neck, as he leaned over your body, panting. You giggled, hands running up and down his back. He rolled over with a deep sigh, both of you laying there out of breath. Your moans were pretty but the sound of your laugh was the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard.

“You were right, L.t.” You said with more little giggles, making his head turn towards you with a lopsided grin. His elbow nudging your side, with a small laugh of his own.

“Right about what, sergeant?” He replied, his voice rough and hoarse, the sound warmed your hearth.

“You didn’t go easy on me— actually went pretty hard on me.” You laughed again, turning over to get a good look at him. Seeing him smile made this night all the more perfect.

“You’re an idiot.” He grumbled out with a grin.

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

The next morning the two of you were already in the gym when Soap walked in. It would have seemed like a normal day to Soap but he noticed something. Ghost had been more talkative during this session, even to go as far as offering to spar which was not normal at all. He also noticed how the two of you gave each other lingering stares and even lingering touches. You almost giggled at everything the man was saying.

When the three of you took a break to catch your breathes, Soap raised a brow as you offered some of your water to Ghost. A bashful smile on your face, a rosy cheeks as he took it from you, giving you a small pat on the head.

“What the fuck did I miss?” The scot asked which in turn you and Ghost whipped your heads around in union.

“Nothing that concerns you, Johnny.” Ghost grumbled, which made you giggled more. Mouthing, ‘I’ll tell you later’ to Soap with a wink.

#captain price #ghost mw2 #john price #simon ghost riley #gaz mw2 #ghost cod #john soap mactavish #soap x reader #soap mactavish #soap mw2 #soap call of duty #simon riley x you

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vendettasfanfictioning · 4 months

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The Nightmare of Zoldyck (Musical) was gay as fuck and here's why you should watch it.

Bingeing The Nightmare of Zoldyck reminds me just. Just how fucking gay it was??????? And this was made almost 11 years ago???? And it's just so insane and surreal to me?????? They could've added any sort of twist to the Zoldyck Arc and yet the twist they chose was 🌈🏳️‍🌈??? In all fairness, they did also add Hisoka so maybe that's just how it is lmao

Now you may think I'm joking or being delusional—but no I swear THEY MADE IT GAY AS FUCK OK. IT'S ACTUALLY AMAZING

First, we have the obvious; the adorable, blossoming friendship between Gon and Killua. The very reason this arc exists is because Gon refused to let Illumi's teachings corrupt Killua's self-esteem. It's so, so, so touching in the manga and both anime adaptations, but in the musical they just... The songs just made it come off more romantic?

I'm biased, I love the friends-to-lovers development these two undergo, but I swear, take the shipping goggles off and it's still has a subtle if not in-your-face obvious, romantic tone.

Why? First, the presentation. The Zoldycks are introduced by Milluki through song. They each get lines which are backed up by epic music and stage effects, come together for the iconic chant of, "Zoldyck," before ultimately gathering around and sitting down.

Kalluto, Kikyo, Illumi, Silva, Milluki, and Zeno have a family meeting while Killua's hung above them, representing where he is in the dungeon, and right off the bat, you get hit with "forbidden romance" vibes.

The family talks about what Killua did, what he said, while Killua sings about how he doesn't want to inherit his dad's position. HE ALSO SINGS THIS LINE WHICH IS SO?????

And he sings a little after Illumi visits him in the dungeon and, y'know, messes with his head even more. He writes a letter of sorts to Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio, telling them they should go to protect them from Illumi and he just sounds SO heartbroken...

Then we skip forward, this is after the gang has won Gotou's approval. Gon writes a letter, and it's so fucking sweet because it's basically him saying look. Look at Zebro, Gotou, Canary, these people who care for you, who love you. You're not alone, we understand your feelings, ok? AND THIS PANEL IN PARTICULAR IS SO RAPUNZEL SO ROMEO AND JULIET IDK

And that super serious discussion between Killua and Silva? He gushes about Gon a lot, and they really took some liberties with Silva because this man keeps grinning like he knows his son's got a crush.

And of course Gon's not gonna back down. Canary asks how their Young Master Killua was like, outside Kukuroo Mountain, and... just look.

I'm not gonna include every damn time they sing together but when they finally meet? They're so. so happy. I can't.

And there's this scene after the party (yes they have a goodbye party of sorts for Killua) where Killua thanks Gon for coming to get him and Gon says ofc we're friends and they play around and they're so happy together...

Look at them they ded

There's also this moment when it all goes to shit and THIS SONG SLAPS Gon metaphorically slaps Killua out of it too but just. Just listen to it, it made me cry

And since this happens right after the Hunter's Exam, Kurapika and Leorio are still a bit wary of Killua, so while Gon's ecstatic and unwavering about being Killua's friend, the other two sort of bond in the sidelines as well?

Take this shot of leopika dancing. It's short and sweet and they're so stupid but they're at least getting along!!!

I forgot they bickered a lot, especially during the Hunter's Exam, but now look at them. This isn't the gayest part though, because Leorio finds out there's a hot spring in the Zoldyck mansion... and... yeah... I'll let y'all watch this scene for yourselves but uh, stuff happens and I fucking screamed is all

LIKE LOOK THESE MFS END UP STAR GAZING TOO COME ON

They also share a bit in the end where Gon sniffs Zebro??? And he says that Zebro has a similar scent to Leorio??? And leopika turn to each other and go:

LIKE HELLO?? HELLOOOOO???

And of course, I saved the murder husbands for last. While the gang have their fun, we would sometimes cut to black and these two would be shown, scheming in the dark and talking about their own plans.

They be dropping some bomb ass dialogues tho

AND APPARENTLY ILLUMI GAVE HISOKA A TOUR LMAO

Mind you, there is no fucking explanation as to why Hisoka's there. His narrative purpose is ofc to sow chaos and stir trouble, look out for Gon or whatever, but why is he here specifically in the Zoldyck Estate is never stated. BUT he does refer to it as a vacation. Twice.

Like sure this is just him being a little shit but COME ON. If Illumi really didn't want him there, he'd have chased Hisoka out, swatting him with a broom while at it. But no. They scheme in the dark and Illumi shows him around and Hisoka says it's a vacation. Wonder who could've invited him.......

This interaction also happens. And I will only be thinking about this for the foreseeable future.

HISOKA CHASES AFTER HIM OFFSCREEN IT'S KINDA CUTE AND ALSO RUINING MY LIFE????

Insane that the killugon heart-to-heart, leopika hot spring moment, and hisoillu bickering happen back to back to back. They're all paired off. The way they switch the audience's perspective actually really satisfying. Each couple gets their alone time and it's like seeing the different stages of a relationship. INSANE and HELLA GAY

And, of course, the heart of the cards—easily one of the most iconic lines Hisoka's said, which is, coincidentally, the point of conflict of the entire musical

While Killua's fighting for his life, here's the magician who's basically getting everything he's ever wanted served on a silver platter. This mf is so happy he got to fight Illumi's family lmaoooo

AND HE SAYS IT TWICE!!!!

ONLY FOR MAMA ZOLDYCK TO MIC DROP WITH THIS IN THE END

I just. I love this musical so much. It used to be my comfort watch when I first got into HxH, and while I joke about how fucking gay it turned out to feel (I'm being serious about it though) I do think it's a great production.

The actors did amazing, the dance/fight sequences and the dialogue were so well done, and it just added so much depth to the Zoldycks, y'know? I do wish Alluka was here, but we all know why she's not... That would've been so fun though.

Anyways, if I've convinced you, then you can watch it here!!!

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what do you think scout dirty talks like teehee

How Scout would talk Dirty (NSFW)

Hehe anon you silly willy, just at the right time .. btw the "come to daddy" voice line will always be implanted into my brain and it will never leave

-His favorite thing ever is degrading, being made fun of and undermined by the mercs all day, pushing everything onto you during sex riles him up so much

-He likes to egg you on, saying things like "You like that don't you?" "Do you like it when I do that, Y/N? Yeah??" as he grips his hands tightly until there are marks or pulling your hair. He likes hearing you forcibly say 'yes' and insuring his pain.

"Look at you! My god, you're my little doll aren't ya? Do you like being someone's- wait..- MY toy?"

-Let's see what happens when I pull your leg all the way up~" "Oh god, Baby you're really tight on me! You've been excited for me to come home, haven't ya? You like that?"

-He enjoys telling you what he's going to do or what is going on at the moment. "You look so cute when you're on you're laying on your back like this." or "I'm gonna touch you all over and you just gotta deal with that, baby."

-His favorite nicknames are Doll, Baby, Bunny, and Princess/Prince. He can't go a session without saying it twice or once.

-If you ever start crying or show any signs of being on the brink of an orgasm he'll give you a mocking voice and make fun of you until you cum. "Awww...why are you crying? Do you not like it when I get deep into you?" "I thought you could handle this, Princess. Does someone need some tissues?" he continues by laughing in your face

-He likes to play with your body, squeezing parts and telling you things he'd want to do. "Your thighs are adorable, Y/N. All I want to do is stroke my cock in the middle of them till I give out."

- His favorite is to squeeze your cheeks together until your mouth is pouty. "What a cute little mouth, it'll be a shame if someone got it dirty."

-He enjoys acting like he doesn't care sometimes. Seeing you with your hands on the ground, your ass up and you drooling and moaning out his name he likes to hum and play it off. It turns him on all the time to be in power

-"You're gonna hafta' give it your all, Dolly. If you want to get some satisfaction I suggest puttin that mouth to work."

-"Who told ya you should slack on the job, Princess? Get over here."

"That's all ya got? Nah we're going again and this time you better get me falling to my knees in ecstasy, now bend over."

-He isn't a BDSM guy but handcuffs and collars are his favorite. Of course, he'll have you bare naked standing up and he'll sit on the bed signaling towards you. "Come to Daddy."

-In the middle of your guys' session his lines shorten but his moans get longer, grunting more often. He purrs this evil-but-in-a-hot-way kind of giggle. He's sweaty violently but he still tries to keep his act up

-"Oh-...yeah-..gh...good, job...Y/N.." -"that's-...m-y good girl..."

"God I love you."

-Everything he says after the "I love you." Just becomes praise. He can't stay a stupid fuckboy for long, he needs to express how much he loves you!!

-"Oh, Y/N. Dolly-..Baby-....Baby-...I love you..."

"I'm your man, right? Hell ye-ah....."

"Holy shit- I'm inside the girl of my dreams! Haha~"

During his climax he repeats your name over again and just keeps saying "I love you" until his bursts. After, it's coupled with both of you screaming in euphoria.

-"Good job, Bunny. You gave me a workout!"

"Augh, you really gave me a good time...I love you so much, you're such a doll." At the end of a session, he gives you some joke one-liners and plays with your hair and kisses you until you both fall asleep

omg tysm again anon this was so much fun!! Maybe I'll do the rest of the mercs ;)?

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #headcanons #fanfiction #tf2 scout #tf2 fanfiction #tf2 x reader #tf2 x you #team fortress 2 scout #team fortress 2 x reader #scout x reader

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Billy Dunne who when you get into a fight reminds you of who you are to him. He’s got girls who would kill to be you, you’re not all the special.

But honestly? Why does he describe you in his songs?

this because a pretty long blurb with mentions of drugs and alcohol and toxicity

he's so endlessly infuriating, he can be so quick to anger, mixed with drugs and alcohol of it all, he's callous, harsh, hateful even. so you've learned not to attempt and not take him too seriously when he's in one of his moods, but recently it's been an endless spiral of them. all he does is write, practice, record, perform, drink, do any drug he can get his hands on, and especially when your not on whatever he is, it pushes all your buttons. he finally finds the straw that breaks the camels back when does a line off one of the bands groupies tits.

you've never been under any false pretenses about your relationship, you never assumed he'd want to settle down and marry you, but the bare minimum is while he calls you his girl, he keeps his paws off of everyone else. and if he wanted to do a line like that so badly he could've asked you, you would have indulged him. of course you're pissy and snappier then usual, so when he's saying he wants to go down to the bar after drinking most of the bottle of whiskey you were supposed to split you fucking lose it.

on and on about how ridiculous it is that he does all the shit he does, how pathetic he is to be acting the way he does, and it does not fair well.

"if we're talking about pathetic, baby, we can talk about the groupie in the room, fucking her way to the top."

you're lighting a cigarette like it'll clear your head even if realistically all it does is make the room smell. "you love a groupie billy, just wanna be at the top so everyone pines after you. get over yourself."

"you, get over yourself. everyone does fucking pine after me and they're lining up outside for it, you're not special. just because you're interesting enough to talk to doesn't mean you're the only one. the only thing you have, baby, is your daddy's money and the fact you get to fuck billy dunne. somebody else could fill that role just as easily."

you don't want to admit to yourself that it stings, but it does. you don't want to admit you've fully fallen for him, but you have. and you understand that's not the kind of lifestyle he wants so you've let him get away with so much, for so long, given him the push and pull, all your time, and he could find another carbon copy to fill your place in a heartbeat.

"and I can find another fucking band." you won't, you won't even try, but there's a weird satisfaction when you say it. the anger in his eyes matches how you feel. you're grabbing your purse and random items, you're not too worried about your clothes, your dad will give you money for more, and maybe a deep part of you knows you'll be back anyways.

"yeah go hide away in your daddy's house when things don't go your way! you're just another groupie, you'll get lost in the goddamn crowd."

"fuck off!" you're nearly out the door when his hands are on your face, he's pulling the cigarette out of your mouth, and you're cursing yourself for loving his touch so much.

"at least you're pretty, if you still want some fame they'll probably let you be a playboy bunny, you could be in the magazine." he's disgusting and you hate him, hate that you love him. you're scoffing and pulling away to leave, he's using your fucking cigarettes now.

"good luck finding someone to write your songs about, billy."

"playmate of the month, baby, maybe even playmate of the fucking year."

and a few weeks later he's calling you up at home, not to say he'll drink less, or try to sober up, and he doesn't even say he's sorry on the call.

"you should come over, baby." his voice is so intoxicating over and you're ready to give in. but you can't give in that easily.

"why?" although you sound sweet and soft enough that he probably already knows you're gonna give in.

"I've been working on something I wanna run past you, baby."

"past me?"

"yeah, need my girl to hear it first. make sure it's good." and when he calls you his girl you've already bended to him, all is forgiven because you need to be around him. so next time it happens you already know it'll just be the same thing. you're addicted to billy fucking dunne.

@nomorespahgetti

#wanda 💋#finnick odair x reader #billy dunne x reader #djats x reader #billy dunne #billy dunne angst #billy dunne x reader angst

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sunnyie-eve · 8 months

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2 | Proud of You

Series: Significant

Paring: Colby Brock x Original female character

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.6k

| MASTERLIST |

"Sam! Sam! Sam!" Penelope rushes down her stairs since he was over at her house getting a snack in the kitchen at the moment.

"What?" He freaks out as she rushes in.

"So I've been keeping a secret from you and Colby but I can now tell you because I made it through the prosses and shit. Look!" She shows him her phone which was on an Instagram modeling account.

"Glad to announce our beautiful newest model to the family, Penelope Lane Hill." Sam reads the caption then looks at her, "Wait? What?" He makes her laugh.

"Yeah, umm last few months when I've said I was too busy. This lady reached out to me so I took her offer. Actually modeling kind of helps me with how I see myself." She lets him know.

"I can't believe this... Congratulations, Pen!" He hugs her then looks back at her phone, "That's a really good pic of you. You surprisingly pull off blue lipstick." He hands her phone back. "Also today is a filming day." He lets her know.

"And I still have to go?" She pouts.

"Yep." He takes her hand dragging her out of her house to the car.

When they get to the house Colby was outside waiting for them with his arms crossed, "You're late."

"How can we be late if there was no set time? Also, I have some news to share." She hands him her phone and her looks over it before looking at her.

"No fucking why! My bestie is a model now! Look at you!" He squeezes her picking her up a bit. "I'm so proud of you!" He lets go of her.

"Thank you. I told Sam it helps me a bit feel better." She smiles.

"Are there any others we can see?" He asks as they go inside.

"Yeah, I'll post them to my Instagram later."

"Ok, are you gonna hang alone or watch us?" He asks her. "We're doing dares people sent us on Twitter."

"Maybe both. Depends." She laughs taking a seat.

"Okay." They leave her alone just to see one dare say to have her take part in one video. "PENNY!" They yell for her so she comes in huffing what.

"Our first date is to have you be in one full video." Sam shows her the tweet.

"It's dares for Sam and Colby. Not Sam and Colby and Penelope."

"Come on." Colby pulls her into the frame.

"Fine. I'll do it." She makes them cheer and the first dare was to put ice in their front pants pockets.

"We're just gonna keep it here the whole entire video. Oh! It's already cold!" Colby complains.

"This is easy for me." Penelope laughs at them.

"Of course it is." Colby playfully glares at her.

The next dare was a one-handed handstand and the guys couldn't do it but Penelope did it for a few seconds. "How?" Sam asks surprised.

"She was in gymnastics from four to seventeen." Colby answers for her.

"Yeah, I hated it but my mom wanted me to be like Harper." Penelope tells the camera. "Luckily, she stopped taking me one day." She winks.

"I dare you guys to eat a tablespoon of mustard with ketchup." Sam reads the next one making Penelope make a face shaking her head no.

"Penelope will not do this one. Even if it was for all the money in the world. She hates mustard with a passion." Colby says leaving to go get the things while she stays with Sam.

"Why do you hate it so much?"

"Because it's terrible. I'd rather kiss a snake than eat mustard." She says making him crack up.

"You're terrified of snakes though."

"Exactly!" She laughs with him as Colby comes back.

She watches the two and wants to puke just imagining it as they do it. They both make noises at how disgusting it was.

"Want a kiss? I think I got some on my lips." Colby jokes with Penelope and it wasn't odd for them to joke like that.

"Eww and EWW!" She moves Sam closer to him.

"I dare y'all to switch shirts in under 20 seconds." Sam reads the next one.

Penelope didn't care since she was in a sports bra so she took Colby's shirt, Sam took her shirt, and Colby took Sam's shirt.

"That was easy and this shirt is so soft on the inside." Sam says touching her shirt.

"I know, right. I love that shirt. You're mom actually bought it for me." She tells him.

"Really?" He says surprised.

"Yeah, birthday gift." She laughs.

While the guys wall twerk for a minute, Penelope keeps track of the time for them. "Colby, I love that you peed yourself." Penelope laughs at him and he sees how the ice melted.

"Is y'all's not cold yet?" Colby asks them and they say it's cold for them.

For the next dare, Penelope gets her lipstick out of her bag for the dare, "I'm gonna need to get a new one now." She watches Sam ruin it a bit.

"It's fine. Here put it on me." Sam hands it to her so she does it to him almost perfectly till Colby nudges her arm on purpose.

"You ass." She glares at him.

"Okay, now let me put it on you." He turns her to face him.

"I'm gonna look like a clown." She tilts her head up a tad.

"Pucker your lips so I can do this."

"You don't pucker your lips to put on lipstick." They both bicker so she stops for him to just do it and she ends up having a long line on her bottom lip. "I can't." She wipes it off so she doesn't look stupid.

Colby and Sam look at each other as if they could communicate with their minds so they grab her both kissing her cheeks so their lipstick was on her face.

She just stands there shaking her head annoyed with them, "I quit." She laughs leaving the room.

"Keep that on till we're done!" They shout at her.

"Whatever!" She shouts back.

Sitting around on her phone messages a friend of hers the boys tell her there's a dare to slap Colby in the face with hot sauce. "I'm not excited for this." Colby groans heading outside and Penelope follows wanting to watch.

"Just be careful with it going in his ear." She tells Sam as he sets the camera up.

"I can't help where it goes."

"You sorta can since you're slapping him." She laughs.

"Why can't we see your ice cubes melting? Did you take them out?" Colby touches where her pockets are and can feel the cold melted water. "How is that not bugging you?"

"Sometimes I take super cold baths when I don't take super hot ones." She explains to him.

"Alright, guys. What's up? We're out here. You got about to be slapped with some hot sauce." Sam claps his hands.

"I'm not excited for this." Colby says again, "I'm gonna take off my beanie. Here, hold this for me." He puts it on Penelope's head.

"What am I a coat rack?" She giggles.

"A beautiful coat rack." He pats the top of her head.

"It's in my ear! She even said to be careful." Colby complains.

"Sam, you barely even slapped him in the face. That was all ear." Penelope pulls Colby's head towards her to see how bad it was.

"Why is it burning?!" He walks away.

"Come on. I'll help you clean it." Penelope helps him take off Sam's long sleeves and holds it by his ear so it doesn't get on the carpet as they walk to the sink. "This is gonna be difficult not to wash it down in there more." She huffs.

"You always clean us up after stupid shit so you got this. You're the mom of the group." Colby laughs as she carefully cleans his ear up.

"I'm the mom yet you two ignore me?" She tugs on his hair.

"Exactly. Plus you're still younger than us."

"You're two months older than me so shut up." She finishes up.

"What would I do without you?" He stands up smiling at her.

"Clean the hot sauce out of your own ear for starters." She smiles back, "I texted Harper to come pick me up so she should be here soon. I have to meet with some people tomorrow so." She lets him know.

"I still can't believe you're a model now. I'm happy that it helps you. You needed this because me telling you isn't enough apparently."

"It's just nice hearing from people who don't know me personally saying it. Trust me, it means a lot coming from you. It shows you care about me but still." She explains to him as her sister honks for her. "I would give you your shirt back but Sam is still wearing mine." She looks down at herself.

"It's fine. It's not the first one you've taken and never gave back. But this I want still." He takes his beanie back.

"I didn't want it in the first place." She shoves him as she leaves the room, "Bye Sam!"

Jumping in her sister's car, Harper has Taylor Swift blaring making Penelope laugh. "Sing it with me, baby sis!" Harper starts to drive.

This was the very first page Not where the story line ends My thoughts will echo your name, until I see you again These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon I was enchanted to meet you Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew This night is flawless, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you

#sam and colby #colby brock #sam golbach #katrina stuart #jake webber #corey scherer #elton castee #tara yummy #colby brock imagine #colby brock ff #colby brock fanfic #best friend #friends to lovers #tfil

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