#poor thing didn’t know what proper love was 😭

[pinksiames]

Started reading Dune, only like 4 chapters in but already off the bat the relationship the baron has with Feyd-Rautha is sick, the movie doesn’t do justice to how much power the baron had over Feyd, and how he was a complete predator preying on Feyd.

He glanced at Feyd-Rautha, noting his nephews lips, the full and pouting look of them. - Chapter Two page 28

“I am hungry.” The Baron rumbled, and he rubbed his protruding lips with a beringed hand, stared down Feyd-Rautha through fat-enfolded eyes. “Send for food, my darling, we will eat before we retire.” - Chapter Two Page 33

EWWWWW LEAVE THAT POOR BOY ALONE HES ONLY 16 😭😭😭😭😭

I already know it’s gonna keep getting worse the more I read

#austin butler #feyd rautha #dune #dune part two #the Baron #poor thing didn’t know what proper love was 😭

[imamuzansimp-oldblog-seoseoya]

Hi, may I make a hc request on the uppermoons + Muzan reacting to their human s/o getting her period and BAD cramps & how they would comfort her (if they’d even do it lmao😭) yk.. since blood = food, but they still love their s/o

Uppermoons + Muzan reacting to Fem!S/O with bad period cramps

content warnings: fluff, suggestive, manga spoilers, periods, mentions of blood and cramps, cuddles

word count: ~700

a/n: eeeeeeee!!!!! my first proper request! i’m so excited! i hope you don’t mind i only did the first three uppermoons + muzan for now, but i’ll come back to the others another time.

a/n 2: this is a tad bit rushed since i wrote this right before going to sleep

Muzan

okay but he lowkey has no clue what’s happening

even though he’s had multiple wives in the past, he was never really there. thus, he had no clue what to do

at first he just kinda stood there like 🕴️

but then he realized he should probably do something so he asked you what you needed

“my dear, what do you require?” he’d say. “it hurts…” you whine. your period had recently started and the cramps hurt like hell. “what hurts, did someone bring harm to you? whoever did shall die where they stand!” and you momentarily panic because nobody had hurt you. “no! zannie, nobody hurt me! don’t worry! it’s just my period!” you yelped, worried for the poor soul that narrowly might’ve escaped muzan’s wrath. “your…. period?” it’s rare that muzan appears bewildered, so this is a sight. “yea… basically for about a week every month, women have their periods. basically, it’s a time where we bleed out of our vagina and unfortunately it comes with way. too. many. cramps. there’s also other things like cravings and mood swings.” you explained. you noticed muzan started to get a hungry look in his eye. he had thought he’d smelled blood, but knowing it was from you and not because you were injured, he was resisting the urge to devour it that instant. “are you currently in pain due to cramps?” he asked, ever so politely. you nodded, it hurt like nothing else. “heat usually helps…” you muttered. muzan began to approach you. he snapped, and in just seconds the strum of a biwa was heard and a warm blanket and cup of tea appeared before you. muzan then proceeded to cuddle closer to you in the bed, and before you knew it, he was drinking your menstrual blood as he held your blanket covered waist. thank goodness the tea didn’t spill.

(i sorta got carried away)

Kokushibo

since he had a wife and kid (that he cared for) back when he was human, he knows how to handle it.

the second he smells blood he knows what’s happening and he enters your room with ice cream, mochi, tea, etc. and a pack that has been heated by the sun

he can control himself around your blood, especially because i believe the thought of drinking your blood would disgust him

“koku….” you said weakly as you watched him walk in the room. “my dear…” all six of his eyes softened when he laid eyes on you. “how’d you know?” you asked. “i’m a demon and your lover,  i could sense it.” he rested the heated pack on your crotch and gave you the sweets before he cuddled close. soon enough the cramps faded as your eyes dropped and you fell asleep in kokushibo’s arms.

(omg that was so short compared to muzan’s i’m sorry)

dōma

knows about periods. this is a fact.

drinks your blood. another fact.

nothing else to say except this:

dōma walked in seeing you curled up in a ball on your bed. he chuckled and said in his will-bending voice: “you poor little thing, you’re on your period aren’t you darling?” and you just laid there in pain and whimpered a ‘yes’. he walked closer to you, before putting a comforting hand to your cheek. “well, baby, did you know that stimulation can help with cramps?” he worded a question, though your answer wouldn’t change his imminent actions. “s-stimulation?” you looked up at him.  “oh, baby, you know what I mean…”

akaza

another guy who knows what it is

so respectful and he doesn’t eat women so obviously he doesn’t drink your blood

he just lets you curl up into him as he rubs your tummy 🥹

i’m sorry but akaza got me like 🧎‍♀️

“kaza…” you whimpered as best you could. “‘t hurts” you whined. your boyfriend stepped into the room. wordlessly, he approached you and got under the blankets. the first word he spoke occurred once he latched on as the big spoon with his big hands rubbing your stomach gently. “baby… don’t worry… i’ll always keep you from pain…” you leaned into his touch and stayed like that for the rest of the evening.

#demon slayer #demon slayer fluff #demon slayer x reader #kny #kny x reader #muzan x reader #kokushibo x reader #douma x reader #akaza x reader #muzan kibutsuji #kokushibo #douma #akaza

[valeriele3]

While reading some Yan! TWST and listening to Enstars I had a thought/idea..

(I know my “ideas” are prolly definitely not original sooo if y’all find something like the ones I’ve been posting about please tell me..! 😭 My ideas are in my Masterlist so please tell me if you find one like it)

What if we ourselves found or (somehow) created a mirror that will lead us back “home”?

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Yan! TWST and (implied) Yan! Enstars x Forgetful!Reader

Warnings: Absolutely cringe. I don’t have the energy to try and make it “better” and my head & eyes hurt

Now just imagine a Reader who easily forgets even the simplest things(basically how I am irl..) and while they were like with the characters they suddenly remembered what they were planning on doing

They wanted to tell Crowley they didn’t need his help anymore with the portal/mirror to their home bc they found/created one but unfortunately forgot where his office is. So, they decided to ask the characters where it is

The conversations, bickering, and arguing immediately stops. They turn to the reader and say “What?” Reader repeats their question and how they found/created a mirror back to their home

They all panic and some ask them “Are you leaving?! Why are you leaving?!!”

Reader replies with “Huh? No, I’m not leaving” the characters are relieved and releases the breath they didn’t know they were holding “but” everyone freezes

“But what..?” Some gulp, some are nervous, some are planning an abduction..

“I will leave temporarily..Don’t worry! It’s just a short trip back home. I’ll just pack my laptop, cellphone, and some favorite clothes!”

“Are you sure? That’s all?”

“Mhm! Oh..! You guys can join me if you want 😊”

“Of course.”

“WAIT!— Uhm..Never mind..”

“Hm? Why? Do you not want us in your home?” (The characters that were hoping to maybe steal a few of your things are now sad..)

“Oh no no..It’s not that! I really don’t mind you guys in my house but..If I bring you guys along they might notice I’m back”

“They?”

“Yup! My coworkers”

“What’s wrong with them finding out? Do I need to kill them?”

“Uhh..Let’s just say they’re..A bit obsessed..If possible I’d want to just get my things and leave without a word”

“I see..” ‘Looks like I need to kill someone..’

“Sooo..I guess that’s my plan! [Insert Dramatic Loud Gasp] MIKA oh shit..I need to at least say goodbye to him..Oh poor Mika, he most likely spent days and weeks crying nonstop..” Reader Frowns

“Who the heck is Mika??” The characters have a dark look in their eyes that looks like they’re ready to kill

“A friend. *sigh* I need to give him a proper explanation or else he might think I abandoned him..Hell, he probably already thinks that..Wait a minute— Abandoned..?” [Insert another loud dramatic gasp]

“What now..”

“RITSU!! MY POOR BOY IM SO SO SORRY! HEKWNSJW I DONT EVEN DESERVE TO LIVE FOR LEAVING YOU ALONE IM SO SORRY MY LOVE”

“Who? Wait, did you just say ‘love’?” They smile creepily sweetly with veins on their foreheads ready to pop any second

Before they can question them further Reader already left sprinting towards their dorm in a hurry, all previous plans long forgotten

~The End?~

#☆〜valerie's own work #twst idia #twst our world au #twst jamil #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland #twst #ensemble stars #twisted wonderland x reader #enstars #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #ensemble stars x reader #malleus draconia #enstars x reader #disney twst #x reader #ristu sakuma #enstars ritsu #yandere mika kagehira #mika x reader #mika kagehira #Yandere Ritsu Sakuma #yandere ensemble stars x reader #yandere twst x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #leona #leona kingscholar #yandere #cringe

[ryuichirou]

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And an update on Ko-fi situation: our page got republished and is once again available! Thank fuck Jesus yikes.

Alright, replies replies! Some related to our drawings, some related to our hcs about Lilia and the Tweels …

Anonymous asked:

Finny is such a cute puppy 😭❤️

He really is <3 He needs more appreciation, I think, he’s a good pup.

Anonymous asked:

I'm gonna be a huge perv and feel free to ignore this. But when Ciel said come....I thought there would be something else in his hands instead 🫣

After all good puppies come when told!

Also I'm not super familiar with how you see SebCiel but I also thought of another place where he could 'come' 😔

I KNEW IT I knew someone would comment on that! Thank you, Anon lol There are several ways to interpret this command, so Ciel really should have known better!

We ship these two! So who knows, maybe if Finny wasn’t present……… 🤔

 (also to address your other ask: no worries whatsoever! <3 )

irregardlessly-tish asked:

What was the first twisted ship that caught your attention and which one would you say is your most recent ship in the fandom? 👀

Oh good question!

Our first twst ship is Azul/Idia. These two were pretty much the reason we fell into this fandom in the first place. Our very first twst posts here are fanart of these two, and we weren’t even sure we’d be getting this invested in twst back then. We kind of thought we’d just post a couple of things and move on 😭 Who knew.

Our most recent ship… has to be Crewel/Deuce, right? It’s hard to tell because this is one of the ships we’ve been talking about here and there, but it’s been just about a month since we’ve posted them for the first time.

Anonymous asked:

A little critique for fem!Lilia, I think there’s not really much physical differences between fem!Lilia and original Lilia, so as a way to avoid confusion, maybe you could try giving fem!Lilia a different hairstyle like short pigtails, cause I always imagine fem!Lilia having them, or maybe a low tied bun similar to the three good fairies from sleeping beauty. Don’t get me wrong, I love your fem twst art, but it’s just a bit tricky to tell fem!Lilia and male!Lilia apart.

But that was the entire point, Anon. Even before posting the sketches of the girls I’ve said a couple of times: I really like the idea of fem!Lilia looking pretty much the same as the original Lilia. It’s supposed to be confusing – that’s the comedy and the interesting part of it, at least to me. I love that it’s tricky to tell them apart, just like with Idia, whose baggy clothes hide her entire body.

Who knows, maybe she used to have a low tied bun when she was living in a forest with Silver. But maybe she didn’t 🤷 I feel like Lilia’s hair isn’t a commitment – she does whatever she feels like doing, just like the original Lilia. And I just happen to love it when her hair is identical to male!Lilia.

Funny enough, I think I drew the original Lilia with pigtails a couple of times lol

m1lk-n-cook1es asked:

Any Lilia/Epel headcanons?

Sorry, Anon; while we don’t mind them as a ship, we are not into them enough to have a proper hc list :( 

Anonymous asked:

So, i was wondering what would happen if someone were to break the hearts of Floyd and Jade. Like, imagine the Tweels (either together or separated) genuinely falling in love with someone, only for that certain someone to break their hearts.

Why am i mentioning this? Easy, i would love to see how "Dark" and "messed up" the situation would go if that were to happen, like what would happen to that poor fool who broke their hearts?

Remember that one infamous line jade delivered  in chapter 4? "If i were to be betrayed by someone the way you were. I'd lash out with torrent of unmitigated verbal abuse to break them down mentally, then bind them and drag them beneath the waves." I would LOVE to see that, honestly.

Anon! Sorry for the late reply.

That Jade quote still lives in our heads as a reminder that we should definitely do something about it, because this is such a juicy piece of Jade’s personality, but we never get to using it to its full potential. One day we will..! Still, we think about it pretty often. It’s a pretty good indicator of just how much Jade (and presumably Floyd as well) would hate the feeling of betrayal. We always talk about Azul being the most yandere-coded because of how petty he is and how unforgiving he is, but Jade and Floyd probably aren’t much better. Their only advantage is that they don’t get as attached as Azul does (and he isn’t someone who gets easily attached either, so that’s saying something). Which in a way makes the betrayal scenario even worse for these two: if they end up actually getting attached to someone and that person backstabs them, well it’s over for that poor fool indeed lol

It could happen to one of them or to either of them, and honestly a lot of it depends on who betrayed them. How close they were, what kind of relationship they had… But in general, I feel like Jade didn’t lie when he said about dragging someone beneath the waves. I think these two might actually drown a person, then force the guy to drink a potion that allows him to breather underwater, tie him to a pole in an abandoned ship and leave him there in the cold darkness of the ocean, unable to die or move. And then they would come back from time to time to torment this person, maybe torture him, maybe just bully him a bit, maybe rape him. But always, always come back just in time before the potion’s effect wears off to force him to drink more of it. And then, after a couple of months of this life of nothing but loneliness, terrifying underwater ghost haunting and eel torment, they would suddenly stop appearing, as if they got bored and got over it. Just so that person doesn’t get too used to relying on them bringing the potion to keep him alive and all.

I can see this type of scenario for either Idia or Riddle, but it would be a bit different for both of them, I think. And of course, this is just one of millions of other options…

#replies

[iloveolderman0]

How would be a reader that likes to take care of Josef? Like bathing him or dressing him making sure he eats proper (making him feel a little of mommy issues lol)

OMG 😭 I feel like he would be so attached tho, this poor man 💀

Anyways thanking for sending in this request!

Mama’s Boy

( AAAAA 😭) Josef x Fem! Reader

!Warnings! Josef having mummy issues, Sad boy, a LITTLE bit of nsfw 😅 and yeah that’s all

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- When you guys started dating and you showed A lot of affection to him, he. Was. So. CONFUSED!

- Like at first he was like oh… But than quickly played a long!

- When you always checked up on him even when you came back from work ( or whatever you do :D ) and you still manage to see if he’s okay and if he’s eating like you told him to, He will be over the moons and might tear up

- One time you caught him crying in the bathroom and when you took care of him he just cried more :(

- He always loved your meal that you made for him like if he didn’t like something you will make him try it again and if he still doesn’t like it you will have it or you will throw it out to the birds

- We all know he’s definitely a vegan or vegetarian and if you also respect that and make him special meals even when guest come over and you make him a separate meal from what you guys were having he will be love struck

- He couldn’t thank you enough though and whenever he tried you will still make him feel like he’s melting

- He adores you a lot since you started taking care of him, he never had someone as affectionate before

- When you help him get dressed and get ready to go out, he will watch you help him and do his tie or whatever with love heart eyes

- He always and will love your touch, He wouldn’t imagine a day without your touch

- So that’s when he began to be really clingy to you

- You make him feel loved, like a lot

!!NSFW BIT!!

- When you guys do the deed he might call you mummy 😭

- and he might be a sub or not, depends on how he’s feeling

!END OF NSFW!

- He will always hold your hand whenever you guys go out

- And also when you guys go shopping and you let him choose what he wants like food wise and clothes

- For clothes, When you compliment him when he’s trying it on he will obviously get it since you complimented him

- Food wise, He will have to choose wisely since you are looking after his health and the things he eat, he will be like a little kid asking their mum if they were allowed to get the food or lollie

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Thank you so much for sending this in! I don’t know if this is too short for your liking but I hope this works!

If you have anymore send them in!

#josef creep x reader #josef creep #creep josef #creep josef x reader #creep josef headcanons #josef x reader creep #yo mama #thank you!

[fandomfluffandfuck]

The following very feral, horny shit is all thanks to @howdoyousleep3 because-

I. Have. Thoughts. About. Golfing. Christopher. Robert. Evans. First, though I must (sort of) explain what the fuck my thought process was: 

The kickstart was K’s reblog on these Evans Golfing Photos with specifically the tag “#that arm vein 😭” 

This tag fucking awoke something in me because I didn’t see it before because my eyes were dilated after going in for my yearly eye exam but also because I was so busy looking at (a) his hand and (b) the grey patches in his beard on his stupidly handsome face. But anyway- 

a r m  v e i n

Because, of course, instantly after flicking my eyes back up to that fucking photo (because K has great timing and reblogged it once the dilation had mostly worn off so I could, in fact, see again haha) my brain was all *nearly incoherent chanting* forearm vein… forearms… forearm muscles… forearm muscles flexing and moving those thick fingers… those thick fingers in that fucking golfer’s glove fucking fingering Sebastian while he’s still got the glove on 🥴🥴

And then I just-

I could clearly not help but think about that white, leather glove covering those fingers. That gloved hand being put to good use… good use thrusting and twisting and stretching Sebastian’s hole- working his hole out for Chris’ cock perhaps? Or maybe just fingering him for the purpose of playing with his body, teasing him, and making him feel good? Either way, I just could not help but think of DILF Evans with his Sebastian in a chokehold as poor, overwhelmed Seb is face down and ass up, making Seb gasp and squirm and turn bright, bright red at the whole fucking thing- the whole fucking using your golf glove not for your clubs but for me, smooth and thick and so different than just your bare fingers when it’s inside me. So embarrassing but also, oh, God, don’t you dare fucking stop because it feels so good. 

Oh, and you know what else I thought about-? 

I bet the leather of that glove also 100% makes Chris’ fingers feel just a tiny bit thicker than normal which shouldn’t be driving Sebastian crazy but it is. It really fucking is. He’s always had something of a size kink anyway and this is exploiting it. 

And what’s also driving him crazy is seeing his man dressed up all expensive. Dressed to look the part of golfers: dressed to look like he’s got money. Not just any type of money but old generational wealth… passed down to him so he must’ve grown up in country clubs, silver spoon always in his mouth, summer time meaning global vacations, tutors rather than public school teachers, and… yeah. 

(Not to even mention how dizzy Seb is for the fact that Chris smells like expensive cologne and sweat and sunscreen after being out in the sun all afternoon.)

Which… those feral thoughts from above inspired me further when in combination with K’s effect of adding age differences and daddy kinks (which I fucking love her for) and… 

Just imagine this with me:

College Student Sebastian with Sugar Daddy Chris

Sebastian has worked his way through college ever since the summer before his freshman year and this summer is no different, he’s working full time when he doesn’t have classes through the summer term except… 

It is different this year because somehow he got hired on at the country club a good 45 minutes away from his college town and, hell, the pay is more than worth the price of the commute from campus. Although Sebastian, when he finally learned he landed the job, was seriously considering if they accidentally called him and told him the news by mistake rather than one of the other applicants. What made him qualified to be in their proper, prim, polished facilities? What qualified him to be earning that amount of cash (not, like, a crazy amount… just way, way more than Sebastian has ever seen working fast food or retail or any other starter job)? Much less, what made him qualified to assist the type of guests that would attend a country club? Sebastian doesn’t have a fucking clue, he’s just grateful for the job. 

And he tries (very hard) to remember how grateful he felt at the time of hire when it’s the middle of fucking summer and it’s hot as balls and he’s outside driving golf carts (not as fun as you would expect when they’ve all been modded to cap the speed, so you can’t go over 20 miles per hour and additionally become less and less fun when you have to cart around people who have such traditional political values and are so out of touch with the rest of the non-wealthy population that it makes you want to hit your head against the steering wheel or crash the damn thing into one of the water traps). It’s also hard to feel grateful when he’s outside in the heat lugging around golf club bags for the guests, acting as a caddie but with, apparently, much slower reaction time than they’re used to since he’s often snapped at for not getting the correct club out of their bag as fast as they would like. Whatever. He got, what, two hours of training on which club is which and what it does and most the rest of his training on proper manners (ugh), what he is allowed to wear when on the job (not a uniform because that’s tacky but damn near close with the number of restrictions), and how they treat their guests (way too fucking nice). 

The pool looks like heaven more and more every time they come in off the golf course, back to the main buildings. Sebastian often debates himself inside his head if crashing the pool at the end of the day, or between shifts of assisting guests, is worth his job. It’s not. It’s better money at the country club than anywhere else by a cushioned margin. He needs the money, wincing just thinking about his loans. And if he’s not thinking about his loans, he’s thinking about how goddamn bored he is because-

What even is golf? 

You hit a ball around and passively aggressively talk about business deals while chasing it? If you’re good though… Sebastian supposes to don’t have to chase it that much. Either way, it’s not enjoyable to watch or listen to, so Sebastian cannot imagine that they’re guests enjoying themselves. But, whatever. They keep coming and they keep paying him- sometimes tipping him (although usually if someone tips, they do it while shaking his hand, crushing a crisp bill into the palm of his sweaty hand, and insulting him at the same time, saying something about good on him for working hard for his dollar, boy, or whatever else undermining thing they creatively come up with). 

But...

Sebastian is not bored out of his skull on the day that he sees him. 

Not at all bored as he walks up to greet this afternoon’s party of guests. They’ve booked up the rest of the evening, hours longer than usual patrons do, although, Sebastian supposes the time isn’t just booked for golfing so maybe they came to golf and have dinner or drinks? Whatever. The point is that Sebastian is not bored or dreading the amount of time he will have to spend with them because he sees him. And his eyes have a feast. 

He stands at the edge of the group, talking animatedly with another member of the group. And the man is easily six feet tall - looking every bit like the tall, cold glass of water Sebastian needs when he’s out this heat - and so impossibly handsome. He’s somewhere between the ages of the normal guests, seemingly always rich kids playing in the pool noisily or trying to sneak sips of their parent's drinks (as if that’s the worst substance they’ll probably get their hands on underage) or trying to get back to the poker tables OR there’s the other side of the spectrum of their guests: the aforementioned kids' grandparents. Meaning: older white men with younger women (who are pretending to be younger still) hanging off of their arm(s). Typically the men are in their sixties or (usually) older with beer guts and fading hair and pretend accents.  

This guy… 

This guy is… older? Not a child, no fucking way. But not that old, doubly no fucking way. 

He has a salt and pepper beard, concentrated in these two patches at the sides of his chin which are both blisteringly hot and adorable at the same time somehow. Also though, the hair around his temples is just starting to go grey as well, fading out into soft brown, glimpsed by Sebastian when he adjusts his hat. He looks… mature. His exact age is difficult to place especially because his eyes are hidden under aviators (even though they’re inside, alright, Mr. Rockstar), so he can’t see how intense his crow’s feet are. But, his lips speak of more youth than the grey in his hair would suggest. 

Over the rest of the day, Sebastian has to continually rip his eyes away from those lips, especially his bottom lip. Plush and fat. His upper lip is vaguely overshadowed by his beard in the best way. It looks like it might be tickly. Sebastian shivers despite the heat, looking at it. He wants to know. He wants to know how his lips and his beard would feel. Please. 

Beyond his face - or at least what Sebastian can see of his face under his cap, glasses, and beard - with his plush lips and sharp cheekbones and jaw, the rest of him is outrageously attractive too. His white shorts are belted around his impossible waist, falling higher above his knees than all the rest of the men’s shorts. Not… it’s not that they’re outrageously short or anything, they’re still appropriate for the environment, but when he sits down in the passenger seat of Sebastian’s cart soon enough… God, Sebastian has to bite his lip to stifle the little sound he wants to make. The shorts hike up even higher at the same time that his thighs spread on the seat. Making his thighs thicker. 

Oh. 

Forcing his eyes up and turning the key in the ignition, Sebastian finds that his simple (but still expensive, thanks to that logo) black polo is open around his throat. Open and exposing flashes of his collarbones and his light amount of chest hair and… oh, dear God, his ink. He has tattoos. Under that polished, perfect exterior of white shoes, white socks, white shorts, a black belt, a black polo, and a golfer’s glove with black leather for the palm and white leather for the back of the hand- tying his whole outfit together. Under that he’s got at least two tattoos. One of the tattoos is script and the other is a large image of something. Sebastian spots the hints of ink and almost crashes the cart out of sudden onset stupidity, not out of frustration about who controls the state of the world for once. He can’t tell if he prefers the change or not. 

And worst of all, so close next to him the man smells expensive. Clean. Expensive. Cologne that has to be worth more than Sebastian’s entire outfit. Well deserved in price though. It smells good. Sebastian isn’t going to rule out the possibility that there are some fucking pheromones in it or something, seducing Seb subconsciously. 

Then… when Mr. tall-drink-of-water does open his mouth and-

Shit. 

He has a softened accent, not the almost British but going for upper-class-posh stuffy and fake accent some of the older men have, but an accent familiar to his east coast migrant ears. Boston. He’s from around there. Not too intense, just a nice purr that wraps like velvet around every word that he speaks to Sebastian. Because he’s weird. He speaks to Sebastian, not at Sebastian. 

“What’s your name?” He asks over the hum of the cart, saying it like he really wants to know, leaning in closer. Just trying to hear him probably. Just trying to be polite. Probably. Right?

“Sebastian.” 

“Mm, Sebastian,” he parrots. Seb tries not to shudder at the way his name sounds coming out of his mouth, “that’s a unique name.”

“Th-thanks?” He’s still struck dumb so it takes a moment for him to return the question, “and you’re Mr-?” 

“Chris.”

“Mr. Chris,” Sebastian repeats his name too, he’s not heard that as a last name before but he’s no stranger to first names as last names. Just look at his own. Stan. Not exactly the usual last name. 

The older man lightly hits his upper bicep with the back of a gloved hand and goosebumps break out across Sebastian’s body, “just Chris. Mr. Evans is my father.” God, he can really hear the Boston in that word: fah-ther. 

Sebastian ducks his head in embarrassment, mostly, honestly, hearing static when Chris also points out to the other guys (most of them obviously older than him, but a few his own age) stacked on the back of Seb’s cart and the other two caddies’. 

Sebastian does not catch the others' names then or even later. He is too preoccupied watching Chris (taking Chris in, if he's honest) and lugging three bags instead of one or two as per usual. He’s gonna go back to college buff as hell and tan as hell. Those are perks. (The third (best) perk of course is the small chunk he’s taken off of his debt with his summer paychecks.) He has to remember the perks as motivation. Well. He has three bags of clubs and then Chris comes over and grabs his own, hauling it despite Sebastian’s own protests. 

“Nah, sweetheart, it’s too hot for you to be doing that, ’m not shy, I got my own, don’t worry, don’t worry,” he says. 

And, well, it leaves Seb tongue-tied and weak. He lets Chris take it from him. The sweetheart makes Sebastian turn the same shade as he would if he were badly sunburned. It also makes him completely shut up rather than fumble with his words. 

And, Christ, fun fucking fact (re: fun in the way of it makes Seb play the game called hold-in-your-moans-and-don’t-choke-or-else with himself), this fucking outrageously attractive guy, Chris-not-Mr-Evans, grunts with every first stroke 😳 Every first stroke of his driver on the golf course. His form is immaculate (especially when viewing from behind) and strong, his shoulders and arms unreal. And a grunt comes out of his mouth every time with the force of the hit. And his mouth also twists into a line of serious, sharp focus that is more than attractive. 

Later, Chris sinks his ball into the hole from fairly far away on the green and is so caught up in his conversation with one of the men his own age, passionately talking, loud and booming, fast, and Sebastian takes it on himself to walk over and fish the ball out. Bending over to do so, of course. Chris has previously talked him out of doing it since he already has two others to worry about. But this time he does it. Chris is busy. He’s just trying to be helpful by, y’know, doing his job. Although, this time he’s mostly sure - he can’t be 100% with the shades he has on covering his eyes and all - that Chris is staring at his ass when he catches on to what he’s doing. But(t) if anyone should be staring at anyone’s ass, it should be Sebastian. Chris’ shorts are… 

They’re something alright, white and short and tight 🤤

Other infuriating things throughout the afternoon include: 

Chris’ habit of using the bottom of his shirt to wipe the sweat off of his nose, lifting his shirt up enough that Sebastian gets an eyeful of his tummy. 

Chris’ propensity for sticking tees in his mouth rather than just holding them (or asking your caddie to hold them for you) like a normal human being.

Also his habit of putting his grip glove into his mouth when he wants to use his phone, sticking his index finger between his teeth and biting gently while he slides his hand out of it. Practically striking a pose. Model worthy. Although, it might be worse to watch him put that glove back on, the leather white and black and seemingly just a tiny bit too small because every time Chris puts it on he tugs it on from the bottom, flexing his fingers from a flat hand to a fist, back and forth. Working it over his thick fingers and thicker knuckles. The veins in his arms popping more with the movement of it. It makes Sebastian want to drool. 

The thing he does when he swallows a few gulps of water, here and there when others are taking their shots… always drinking with his head back, throat bobbing, when in front of Sebastian. Sebastian might be melting. Melting in two different ways when Chris asks eventually, “you got water too, right, sweetheart?” And punching his shoulder afterward once more as if the bro-ish touch cancels out the homoeroticism of calling your caddie sweetheart and worrying about if he has enough water or not. 

Chris is also just a good fucking golfer, not the best, of course, he’s talking business and goofing around with the guys he’s got with him in equal parts. So he’s not the best. Definitely not the best Seb has ever seen, some people are so rich they have only time to waste, but Sebastian finds himself actually being impressed by Chris. Impressed by something he’s otherwise been calloused from noticing. He’s whipped but… in a lustful way. Just lust. Right? He’s narrowing down his unprofessionalism to just one sin today. 

By the time the game ends and they’re readying to go back, Chris makes a joke shot with some of the others, goofing around now that scores have been tallied. But his joke shot sends the ball flying off into the rough (because of the strength in those muscles- hnnng) rather than just a short ways away from the green but still on the course. Sebastian, if he weren’t too busy staring at Chris’ body, in his shorts and tight shirt, would have the brain power to think it’s a setup. Intentional? Maybe? Because Chris calls over to his friends and business partners, “the caddie and I will catch up. You go on ahead. Order a round for everybody,” and they just laugh and wave him off, packing up, excited by the proximity of drinks and dinner. They don’t even bat an eye. Sebastian is shocked. Chris’ behavior, flirty and nicer than anyone has ever been to him when on the job, hasn’t been subtle. Won’t they be suspicious? Because- isn’t..? Isn’t it weird to make a shot that separates you from the rest of the group so it’s just two people alone? So you can take advantage of being alone? 

Is that what is happening? Surely, it’s not that- that being what Sebastian wants. Time away from others’ prying eyes with Chris. No… 

Is it? 

Is that happening?

If not that then what is happening?

Because Chris leans against the cart, not even pretending to rest or take a drink from his water bottle and not offering to get his ball himself like he has during any other part of the day… he just… stands there and undeniably watches Sebastian’s ass as he scurries off to where the ball went flying It is his job after all but it doesn’t feel like his job right then. Not just his job. 

Something has to be happening. There’s something in the air between them. Electric and tense. 

Sebastian tries to make it look like he doesn’t know what’s happening (is something happening?), denying his own want to sway his hips some and stick his ass out while bending at the waist rather than just normally crouching to grab the ball. No. He makes himself crouch. 

He walks back as normal as he possibly can without knowing where Chris is looking at him, those sunglasses keeping his secret. He’s definitely looking at him though. Where exactly he’s looking is the only question.  

Chris stays silent. 

Chris watches him place the ball back in the collection bag which is then placed back in his caddy bag and still stays silent. Not using any words even as he offers Sebastian his pitching wedge, watching just the same as he puts that in the bag too. 

Sebastian can’t help but grunt as he hefts the bag up into the cart from the green. Chris’ eyes hot on his back. 

He turns around, readying himself to ask, ready to go back? without his voice cracking but when he sees the smirk on Chris’ face… all he does is stutter. Just like he didn’t want to. 

“I haven’t actually seen much of the grounds here, I’ve only been to this club once or twice,” Chris says, adjusting his sunglasses and then stroking his bearded jaw, “care to give me a quick tour?” 

Oh. 

Oh. 

“But your fri-”

“They can wait.” He says, blunt and confident. 

His voice makes Sebastian’s insides twist up hotly. It sounds like an order for them to wait for him. Anyone else saying it would make Sebastian’s lip curl, finding it arrogant but with Chris… Chris is the exception as he intentionally moves his head enough to let Seb know he’s looking him up and down. He wants Sebastian to know he’s checking him out. Playing obvious. 

Sebastian shivers. 

And then shivers noticeably again when Chris asks, “how far out does the course go anyway? It seems like it gets pretty remote, huh? Not a lot of players out there?” He chuckles at Sebastian’s reaction, even as he’s trying to play it cool. 

“Uh-huh.”

“You okay with showing me?” 

Sebastian watches an eyebrow peak out over the top of his sunglasses, his head tilting. And if that isn’t a covert way to ask Sebastian if he is consenting to take Chris to the furthest corner of the grounds to do… stuff-? Then he doesn’t know what is. 

He inhales shakily, thinking for a moment, is this possible hook up really worth my job? But, of course, the answer is hell yes. He hasn’t even seen this guy’s whole face but he’s entirely, completely the most attractive person he’s ever seen. He has to. The guy screams big dick energy. Anyone would in a heartbeat. If offered. “Y-yeah.” 

“You sure, sweetheart?” 

“Yeah, yeah, I’m sure.” 

They load up into the cart. 

And after about two seconds Chris scoots closer to Sebastian. Too close to be casual but it’s that point in the evening/late afternoon where everyone is either done with golf for the day or they’re on break for dinner, so it’s not like they’ll get caught. 

“You’re real pretty, you know that?” Chris rumbles, voice seemingly darker and deeper when they’re closer together. Intimate.

Sebastian flushes red, staring hard ahead. 

“Aww, look at that,” Chris murmurs, teasing, lifting a hand to touch Sebastian’s cheek. It’s not his bare skin. It’s his gloved hand. Somehow that makes it worse. Like, how is it possible that he hasn’t even touched this guy, he hasn’t even seen his whole face, and yet he’s so, so attracted to him? Melting like dropped ice cream on a sidewalk in the summer. 

Sebastian makes a sound like he’s dying in the back of his throat, having his cheek and jaw caressed, because he is dying and just fucking trying to not crash and kill Chris too. That’d be a hell of a lawsuit for the club. 

“You’re so pretty,” he says it again, it doesn’t make Sebastian blush any less, “why’re you out here in the hot sun, sweetheart? Why’re you dressed up like a caddie, when, goddamn, sugar, you could be inside as the entertainment? Making twice your dollar with a lot less work, just lookin’ at people with those big eyes and serving ‘em drinks. They’d tip you real good, y’know that, right?” Chris purrs, leaning in even closer. One of his huge hands lands on his thigh, heavy and warm, gripping him in a way that makes Sebastian’s nerves spark. Nearly shorting out. 

Sebastian is burning up on the inside. They couldn’t get to the edge of the grounds faster. Why the hell did the carts have to be this slow?! 

“Soooo pretty,” he strings it out, voice gruff and quiet, hand moving up and down on his thigh. Petting him. 

Sebastian makes another weak sound. He would switch from caddie to server in a heart beat if all the attention he got was from men like Chris or rather- just Chris. 

Chris grins when he flashes him a quick wide-eyed but turned-on look. His gorgeous smile is shit-eating and his voice firm, “say thank you.” 

Oh, God.

“Th-thank you,” Sebastian’s breath gets caught in his chest, heart pounding. 

Chris clears his throat. Practically saying go on. 

“Thank you for-” Christ, he can’t even say it, burning bright red, “-thank you for calling me pretty, Chris.” 

“Good,” another full-body shudder goes through Seb, then even more heat. “Good boy,” he seals Sebastian’s fate with those two words. Ngh. His muscles tense, forcing him to step on the gas harder than he wants to. 

And nothing but thick, electric tension exists for the rest of the drive. Chris doesn’t talk. But he doesn’t stop stroking his thigh either. Every pass of his large, warm hand comes higher and higher up on his leg, closer and closer to his almost fully hard dick. If he would just-

“Damn,” Chris chuckles as they come to a stop, “it’s like a different world out here.” 

Sebastian makes himself nod, heart beating out of his chest, lower lip caught between his teeth. He absolutely did not park half hidden by bushes. Not on purpose. Nope. 

Chris doesn’t even look around them. He turns to the side and orders, “c’mere.” 

All he can do is obey. 

Sliding closer. Shoulder to shoulder and hip to hip. Sweat on his skin has started to stick his clothes to his body, even more so than normal, standing and walking and working all summer outside apparently has nothing on the heat of his man. 

“No, sweetheart,” he murmurs, sliding an arm between Sebastian and the seat of the cart, “I meant like this-” 

His arms flex and pull Sebastian into his lap. 

Oh. 

Seb’s breath leaves him in a rush. A little too fast. It makes his vision spotty. 

Under his hands, Chris’ shoulders feel even bigger and broader and stronger than they look. His thighs are better than the golf cart seat. Up close he can almost see through his sunglasses… but his lips. His lips gather all of Sebastian’s attention. 

“You want a kiss, sweetheart?” 

He nods jerkily. 

“You think you’ve earned it?” 

“Yes?” 

“Good answer.” Chris’ hand envelops the back of his neck, pulling him down… getting their faces close together, but not connecting their lips. Not yet. “You want it?” He whispers. His breath smells like mint. Mouths so close yet so far apart. 

Teasing him intentionally, Sebastian’s sure. 

And a noise, soft and high, falls out of Sebastian’s parted-in-anticipation lips. “Yes,” he takes the lesson he was given earlier, asking for it better, “yes, Chris. Please. Kiss me?” 

Chris kisses him. 

Oh. 

Their lips meeting is so much better than Seb even imagined. Full and hot. And all through it, his hand lays heavy on the back of his neck, squeezing and making sure that Seb is only along for the ride, melting him in his lap. Eyes shut. Heat tightening in his gut. Sparking and going up in flames when Chris licks his lower lip and then bites. Sebastian gasps. Chris licks into his mouth. It feels like a claim. Sebastian’s head bumps the brim of his hat, so he takes it off, tossing it in the driver’s seat next to him. 

He’s the best kisser Sebastian has ever had the pleasure of locking lips with. Better than any of his college-age peers. More experienced and mature. God.  

Chris tastes like breath mints. He feels good. He feels like gym-honed strength; big under Sebastian’s hands, muscles shifting. There is no confusion about who is in charge even though Chris is underneath him. 

Chris pulls him away by the hold he has on his neck, almost like he’s scruffing a kitten. He whines and is embarrassed to say that his eyes stay closed a little too long. Savoring it. Lips buzzing, lungs reluctant to breathe Chris out. Standing on shaky ground. 

“That good, huh, pretty?” He asks, running his fingers through his gorgeously messy hair, incidentally showing off his arm in the process. 

Sebastian shivers. 

“Am I that good or are you just deprived, sweet thing?” He muses out loud, hand cupping Seb’s jaw, his thumb fitting into the cleft of Sebastian’s chin. Watching closely as Seb licks his lips. Unable to help himself. “That it? You just need someone to take care of you?” 

Sebastian whines. 

“Yeah…” he chuckles, amused, and turned on, “you need someone to make sure you’re drinking your water, make sure you’re not working yourself too hard, and make sure getting what you need, don’t’cha?” 

Wide-eyed still, sitting in Chris’ lap, Sebastian has no words. How-? How does he already know so much about Sebastian? What?

“Mmm-hmm, I see you,” he purs, Sebastian practically swoons, “you need someone to make sure you’re getting what you need right here-” as he says it he goes in for the kill, his hand slipping from his hip to the front of his shorts, grabbing his dick through the fabric. 

“Guh-!” Sebastian makes a stupid sound, not expecting the touch. 

And it’s a double gut punch with the way Chris chuckles, dark, “yeah, you need a daddy, sugar. You need somebody to take care of you.” 

There is nothing that can keep Sebastian from choking out, “D-daddy.” 

“Yeah. Yeah, sweetheart, tell me who I am.” 

Sebastian feels fucking faint, gasping, “Daddy.” 

“Mmm-hmm, that’s right,” he squeezes him more, his dick and the hand on his jaw, holding him tight and close, “you want Daddy to help you? You gonna let ‘im take care a’ you?” 

“Please.” He says, unthinking, before he stutters, realizing that’s not an answer- “please, I want Daddy.”

“That’s what I thought,” his grin only grows wider, sharper, “an’ ya’know what else I think? I think this back here needs a little workout-” the hand Chris has on his dick moves back over his hip, then back again, cupping his ass (and, Christ, his hands are so big that it feels like all of his right asscheek fits into his palm), and rubbing the center seam line on his shorts. Over where his hole is, clenching on nothing. “You want Daddy to feed it-?”

All of Sebastian’s air leaves his chest.

“-Keep you in line by makin’ sure you get what you need so you don’t go actin’ out, bratting for it because you’re so hungry. So starved for it. Can’t have that.” 

“Ca-can’t, Daddy.”

“Mmm-hmm, that’s right, sugar. Gotta take care of you. Daddy’s gotta keep you good for him. You gonna let me?” 

“Yes! Yes, please, Daddy. Please-!” Sebastian is more than embarrassed but it doesn’t matter because he’s also more than turned on. More than fucking here for getting off like this. 

“Shh, shhhh, don’t worry about it, baby,” he hushes his pleading. “Daddy’s gonna make you feel better. Daddy’s gonna give you everything you need.” 

His words wash over Sebastian like velvet. Exorbitantly expensive velvet that’s softer than anything, sensationally divine. 

“But first, you’re gonna have to get up and get somethin’ for me, can you do that for Daddy, sweet thing?”

“Yeah- yes, Daddy.” He says it without thinking. 

“There’s some hand lotion for after games in my golf bag. I want you to get it for Daddy. Daddy’s got plans for it that involve you…” 

“Oh, yes, yeah, I can-” there’s a question on the tip of his tongue even as he agrees but more of his brain is thinking about all the good uses for hand lotion rather than the logistics of- hand lotion? Really? Is that… safe? 

Daddy sees through it though because he knows important things like that. Purring, “don’t worry, sugar, it’s safe to go inside this pussy a’ yours-” he grips his ass to emphasize “-otherwise I wouldn’t’ve offered. I’m no stranger to spit, sweetheart. Unless, a’course, you wanna use just spit? Want Daddy to get you nice and wet?”

Sebastian’s brain breaks out into white-hot heat, ears ringing, upon hearing his body referred to as… as that. But thankfully he is able to tune back in to hear the last part and squeak out, “no, no- I, I’m good. I’ll get it.” 

“You are good. Daddy’s good boy.” 

Sebastian trips over his own feet getting up off his lap; thankfully he doesn’t face-plant and embarrass himself beyond repair. 

“Careful, sugar.”

Sebastian finds and snatches the little tube of lotion, unscented and almost completely full. It’s a brand that Sebastian recognizes like we knew the logo on Chris’ shirt- high end. Expensive. 

“C’mere, don’t be shy,” he rasps, pulling Seb back into his lap from next to the golf cart- he had to get out since the bag is sitting in the back. 

He’s taken off his sunglasses. 

Sebastian has to stop and stare for a moment. He’s very, very handsome. Pretty even. So fucking unbelievably handsome that he’s pretty and Seb didn’t know that was a thing but… oh, God, it is. It really is. He’s speechless. 

Chris pulls him in for a kiss, deep and scorching hot. 

Against his jaw, breaking their kiss to mouth at his jaw than his throat, tipping his head back in a way that’s unfairly attractive in the confidence it takes to move him where he wants him, commanding him, Chris murmurs, almost talking to himself more than Sebastian, “‘s a cryin’ shame I don’t carry condoms with me, ‘cause Daddy’d love to slide himself inside your tight pussy.” He sighs. 

Sebastian gasps, eyes shut tight as Chris works down his throat. Lips to the sensitive, thin skin. Seb can feel how hard his pulse is throbbing and he imagines Chris can feel it too. Just as he begins to question, why get lotion if he’s not going to get fucked (and subsequently getting disappointed that he’s not going to get a dick inside him), Chris answers-

Breath hot and humid on his collarbone, “can’t fuck you without a condom, we just met today, sugar, but…” he sinks his teeth into his flesh. Sebastian moans. Chris bites him harder like he wants him to moan louder but at the same time reminds him he’d better be quiet because anyone could be around and hear them. It only makes Sebastian want to make more noise, but he stifles the next few the best he can instead. Because Daddy said to be quiet and be good. 

He can be good. 

Daddy finishes his earlier thought, “can’t fuck you but Daddy can make you feel good with his fingers, can’t he? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Already know you’d like something in your pussy, could see it on your face when I told you I had lotion… you always need something in that pretty little hole when you get off, sweetheart?” He repeats, “do you?” when Sebastian doesn’t answer. So many of his other questions have been rhetorical, he didn’t know that was one to actually answer! 

“No- not all the time.” 

“Ohhh, not all the time?” Chris repeats, acting like he’s cute or a little bit stupid for answering so quietly, talking down to him in the most wonderful way. “You don’t always get off thinking about being stuffed full of fingers or cock?” 

“N-no,” his answer is much weaker this time. The heat inside him might be enough to make him combust. No fingers or cock required. Shit.  

“But now you’re thinkin’ about it-” he’s so cocky as he says it. And he has every right to be. Because he’s right. He’s putting lots of images in Sebastian’s head “-now you’re thinking about what you’ve been missing out on, huh? I bet you are. Thinkin’ about all the times you’ve just jerked off without anything fillin’ you up and missed that reeal good orgasm that cumming with a stuffed cunt gives you.” 

Sebastian whimpers. 

“Why’ve you been depriving yourself, sugar?” He looks at Sebastian with fucking puppy dog eyes. Looking at him like it hurts him that Seb hasn’t been giving himself the best orgasms he can every time he gets off. “You don’t gotta do that. Lookit that face, honey. You could go out anywhere, any time of the day, and get yourself a man to take home and give you what you need. Not that any ol’ guy would do what Daddy can-” 

A full-body shudder attacks Sebastian. 

He laughs, “that’s right. No one would give it to you like Daddy’s gonna give it to you. ‘M gonna be the only one that can feed your hungry cunt right. You’ll see, c’mon,” he slaps his hip, “take off your shorts.” 

Sebastian wiggles his shorts down just below his ass, then his underwear too; feeling hotter and even more squirmy inside when he watches Chris’ eyes darken impossibly more when he gets his hands on his bare skin. His hand, groping and squeezing his bare ass, because his other hand-

When-?

When did he get his other hand slick with lotion and-?

“Oh-” Sebastian shudders as his fingertip, slick and warm, rubs circles around his hole. It’s been a while since he’s done anything to himself there, even longer since he’s been fucked. And Chris’ fingers are large. But not just his fingers… 

Jesus Christ. This is going to wreck him. 

“You like how that feels baby, nice smooth leather, huh?”

Sebastian squeaks, curling forward out of mortification. Hiding his burning face in Chris’ shoulder and neck. 

 “Yeah... yeah, I bet you do,” his non-gloved hand pets up and down his back as he speaks, low and smooth, “you like it.” 

Sebastian can’t lie. He can’t. “I- I like it,” he whines.

And not only does he fucking like it, he more than likes it. This is all so fucking hot that his body is opening up faster than normal, wanting him so bad. His fingertip moves from tight circles to pressing in, finding just how eager Sebastian is. Circling his hole. Pressing in. Circling it. Pressing in. Slow but unyielding until the half of his first finger is inside him. It stings a little but Sebastian likes it. 

He likes it so much and only is liking it more as it slips deeper. 

Fuller. 

His toes curl in his shoes, God, his finger is so thick. He makes an obscene sound. 

Chris smirks, loving it too, but for different reasons. “Can you tell it’s nice and expensive leather, sweetheart? Nice expensive leather being ruined with lotion in your little pussy... tsk tsk. You’re lucky Daddy’s being so nice to you, sugar. Treatin’ you well. Giving you a taste of the best.” Sebastian inhales weakly. He’s dizzy. “Something you never had before, sugar…” Chris’ first finger is all the way inside him now and he’s letting him get used to it, thrusting in and out with smooth motions at the same time that he’s teasing his rim with another finger. Sebastian wants the second finger so bad, crumbled onto Daddy’s chest. “Oh, baby,” he purrs, “Daddy’s gonna fucking ruin your taste. Gonna make you spoiled. Gonna give you only the best. Gonna treat this pussy right-”

Chris shows him exactly what he means by right when he finally gives him that second finger. Going with what his body needs. His body needs to be fuller. Fuller. His second finger next to the first is so much thicker. So much. 

Seb whines, his cheeks flush. He’s imagining what he looks like at the same time that he’s being assaulted with Chris’ unfairly hot words… God, what they look like. Together. Chris sitting up, big and impressive with Sebastian curled up in his lap as nothing but a little pet or plaything. A pretty thing, as Chris keeps calling him, to play with. Thrusting his fingers in and out of him. Just for fun. Chris is fine. And Sebastian is wrecked. Shaking and clenching and making pathetic noises around the intrusion of one, two- 

“Ngh-!” 

Three fingers. 

“Mmm-hmm,” Daddy encourages, enjoying everything he’s doing to him immensely, “you want that? You want Daddy to ruin everythin’ about you? Gonna ruin you for anyone else and gonna ruin your taste so all you like is the good, expensive shit?” 

Three gloved fingers inside him-

White leather sliding unbearably smoothly into his pussy, teasing his walls and brushing intentionally just along his prostate without fully touching it, leaving him on the edge. Teased. White surrounded by pink. Both his pink, clenching pussy and Daddy’s glove shining with lube. Wet. Daddy’s making him wet and feeding his pussy exactly how he wants- leaving Sebastian moaning, trying (and failing) to muffle his sounds against his good-smelling skin and expensive shirt. Leaving his hands scrambling for something to hold onto. Leaving his toes curling in his shoes. 

If he weren’t in Chris’ lap- Daddy’s lap and were forced to stand instead, he’d be falling to the ground. 

“Uh-huh!” Sebastian agrees. He’d agree with anything Daddy says but also, God, yes, that sounds incredible. It sounds as good as he feels right now. Which is fucking incredible. 

However just making him fall apart with his fingers isn’t enough, he has to continue to use that fucking mouth for evil, humming, “an’ forget holdin’ my clubs for me, sugar, I wanna take you home and make you hold my cock for me-”

Sebastian, even full as he is, split open on three fingers, wants that. Call him greedy but he wants that. He wants to be impaled on Daddy’s cock that he can feel hard and thick and massive where it’s tenting his tight shorts. He wants it. Bad. 

“Yeah, you like that idea?” His grin is audible as he asks it. And nodding into his neck with frantic, hot agreement has Chris pulling him by the hair at the same time that he thrusts his fingers into him and punches his prostate so he moans with his mouth hanging wide open, eyelashes fluttering with his head now up. Chris watches him with dark, hungry eyes. “Say it,” he demands. 

“D-daddy,” Sebastian gasps, eyes still shut. 

Chris pulls his hair harder, “c’mon, sweetheart, it’s not that hard. Just say it.” 

Sebastian knows he’s not talking about what he’s fucking packing in his shorts, but he is that hard there. He’s so hard and hot under Sebastian when he squirms. Stuttering, “I-I… I like that idea, Daddy.” 

“Good.” Chris says to his face, leaning in to kiss him. Hard. 

He kisses hard, he’s pulling his hair hard, he’s hard as fuck under him and-

“Ah!” Keeps hitting his prostate hard with his fucking gloved fingers.

 “‘Course you like it. ‘Course you want it. I know what you like,” he shakes his head, jostling him with the grip he has on his hair. “Daddy could give you triple pay whatever you’re getting here to keep him in that gorgeous mouth while he works.” 

Sebastian gasps. 

“Not that I’d have to pay you. I bet you’d do it for free, ‘cause you want it so bad. You need it.” 

Sebastian nods as much as he can, then moans when Chris lets go of him and allows his head to thunk back down against his broad shoulder. His forehead against the soft fabric of his shirt. His scalp sparkles, draining down his neck and pooling in his gut with the rest of his boiling hot arousal.

“Keeping me warm while I work until I get frustrated and need something to take it out on. Then I’ll haul you up, out from under my desk, and put you over it instead. Lay you out and lay into you. Fucking you until I’m done. Then I’ll slide a pretty plug back into that pretty hole and sit you right back under the desk where you belong ‘cause you’re just there for helping Daddy, right.” 

“Y-yes!” He can hardly think, let alone talk around Chris’ fingers, fullfullfull and so good rubbing his prostate. 

“Yeahh, just Daddy’s lil’pet. Taking it so well. Being so good.” 

There is no way Sebastian can respond. All he can do is try not to die. He’s being fingered within an inch of his fucking life while he’s on the goddamn clock. He’s at his job! Hiding away in the most remote part of the golf course so he can get fingered. Christ, it’s like being a fucking high schooler again, mixed in with the theater and band kids at a getaway, hotel rooms divided by gender but in a way that’s smart because everyone’s queer anyway. Or, Christ, it’s like hooking up in the stage closet. In the dressing rooms and… maybe Sebastian should’ve considered that he might be an exhibitionist before now. Right now. When he’s ready to fucking cry because he wants to cum so bad. Hot for everything about this. 

“Bet you’d feel so fuckin’ good inside, sweetheart, so fucking tight and wet. Smooth and hot, gripping Daddy’s cock like you don’t wanna let it go. Like you need it to live.” He mumbles it, focused mostly on fucking him with his fingers. He says it like it’s not for Sebastian but for his own sanity that he has to say the words out loud. 

Oh. 

Oh, right. 

Daddy can’t feel what he feels like inside because he’s got his gloves on. He doesn’t- 

He can’t-

He’s really just doing this for Sebastian he gets nothing out of this other than the knowledge that he’s wrecking Sebastian. He’s ruining him just to ruin him. Getting off on getting Sebastian off. Treating him right. Spoiling him. 

Sebastian is frantic. 

So close. 

“‘M s’close, Daddy!” He sobs into Chris’ shirt. “Close-!” 

And he doesn’t know what possesses him to ask, but he has to ask-

“Can? Nnngh! Can I, I, please, cum? Daddy! Wanna- I, I need! I need to cum! Please?” 

Daddy rumbles. Low in his chest. It vibrates through Sebastian. His fingers speed up inside Sebastian. They hit his prostate harder. His fourth finger, his pinkie teases his entrance. Threatening to stuff him fuller. Adding onto Sebastian’s straining already. Please. Please. He just wants to fucking cum. He wants- 

He’ll do anything to-

“Cum.” Daddy demands. 

Sebastian’s orgasm hits him like a freight train. There is no time to hit the breaks. Only full force collides against him and instantly he’s done for. Instantly he’s there. Exploding with pleasure, twitching and shaking and moaning. Seeing nothing but white hot fireworks that void out his entire world. He’s drooling onto Daddy’s shirt and probably getting him messy with his release but he can’t stop it. He can hardly wrap his brain around what’s happening to him, hanging on with white-knuckled fingers and tight muscles. 

Panting like he’s dying, Seb relaxes against Chris. Suddenly embarrassed by the ferocity of his orgasm. He just got off on that, like, so hard. 

Chris is petting his hair and back. Not making fun of him, not that Sebastian expected him to, he’s been so nice to him the entire time but… 

He squirms in his lap. 

Chris is still VERY hard underneath him.

Chris sighs, pleasant, “lemme know when you’re ready to move again, ‘kay, sweetheart.” 

Seb groans. He doesn't want to.

Chris laughs, “I’d offer to drive the cart back and take you right to my car so the chauffeur can take us home but… I think that might be an even more obvious walk of shame than the one we’re already gonna have to do. Besides, I’m pretty sure I’m not allowed to drive the cart as a guest.” 

Sebastian is ashamed to say that his cock twitches a little at the idea that Chris is so fucking rich that he didn’t even drive himself to a country club. He has a chauffeur to do it for him instead. But any second-wind arousal is mostly tampered down by the realization that, oh, yeah, he has to go back to his job after this. Fuck. He’s so getting fucking fired. At least he got to have the best sex of his life before the rest of his life is over...

And later, yes, of course, they get together. Not just so Sebastian can stay under Chris’ desk, his little cock warmer, and get paid for it…

I’m imagining that they start a real relationship with actual feelings for each other but that it looks like a sugar daddy and sugar baby relationship from the outside because Chris insists on paying for Seb’s college and clothes and they end up living together pretty fast. Whatever though, fuck what those other people think, it’s real. 

P.S. if you read all the way through that horny ramble-? ✨Congrats✨ you just read 8.2k words because I have no self control with porn and this spun out of control in the best way lmao

#chris evans #sebastian stan #evanstan #chris evans x sebastian stan #rpf #real person fanfiction #howdoyousleep3 #fandomfluffandfuck #fic

[antlerx-art]

GOOD OMENS 2 EPISODE 1 REACTION - CONTAINS SPOILERS‼️

STARTING IT OMG.

IT’S HIM IT’S LITERALLY HIM I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS???? I MEAN I SUSPECTED IT BUT IN THE FIRST SCENE????

is that the bentley thing he’s using????

ALSO THEY ALREADY KNEW EACH OTHER????? BUT I GUESS ONLY CROWLEY REMEMBERS

“there you go, lovely”😭😭😭

“i’m Aziraphale” / “nice meeting you” AND YOU WON’T TELL US YOUR NAME? MH??

“LOOK AT YOU YOU’RE GORGEOUS.” and aziraphale looking at him oh lord

nah crowley has a point shut up aziraphale

AZIRAPHALE WANTING TO KEEP CROWLEY FROM GETTING INTO TROUBLE AS ALWAYS 😭

THE WING THING NO FUCKING WAY. NO. FUCKING. WAY.

london present day hiiiii HI AZIRAPHALE

noooo WHY IS SHE CRYING

this is so cute i’m going to combust

OHH CROWLEY AND SHAX SCENE i know this by heart

so i guess the something going down in the up is gabriel

“you’ll tell me what i need”???? which is?

frozen peas💀

MAGGIE AND NINAAAAAA (holy shit!)

poor aziraphale NOT THE HUG STOP. WHAT IS THIS. POOR AZIRAPHALE

THE EXTREME SANCTIONS THIS IS CLEVEEEERRR

HERE WE GO another scene i know by heart

“i have no idea what that feels like”sure👍🏻 stay in denial

“I think it’s my brain but i’m not sure” oh i know he’s gonna be the funniest

THE BOX!

“his royal smugness is in trouble that’s so sad” why is this so???? i love crowley

the box is empty well I should’ve expected it

“you’re funny, i love you” okay so gabriel confessed before crowley 😍

“jaaaames long for jim short for gabriel”

aziraphale has A LOT of patience i could never

hi muriel!

TONE OF VOICE? i love them

“BECAUSE THERES A NAKED MAN THERE?”💀

“ANGEL”!!!!!

NOO NINA HAS A PARTNER ☹️

“ASK HIM PROPERLY.” bye i thought it was gonna be some sort of miracle but it’s actually just crowley shouting at jim

WHAT. OHHHH HES MAD HES DEFINITELY MAD

“YOURE ON YOUR OWN WITH THIS ONE”? like crowley is right i also wouldn’t trust him BUT COME ONNNNN

OHH THATS WHEN HE SMOKES AND EXPLODES but the scream is different from the trailer

and nina and maggie are locked in 🫢

FINALLY FOUND OUT HOW MURIEL IS PRONOUNCED

michael acts like my maths teacher

BEELZEBUB HELLOOOOO

THEYRE IN HELL what the. hell?

I KNEW IT i knew they were gonna offer him to become duke of hell

“EXTREME SANCTIONS” again the marketing for this show is great

okay so anyone involved with gabriel’s disappearance will be deleted from existence and crowley is worried about aziraphale

nina and maggie are literally crowley and aziraphale i love them

NO FUCKING WAY THATS GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY ITS ACTUALLY IN THE SHOW NOW

so what they’re saying is that *aziraphale* is the one who knew maggie’s great grandmother lol

WAIT all those theories about crowley ringing the bell and then saying “i’m back” being two different scenes because of his position in the room when he was actually just being dramatic and took 20 steps away

A PROPER APOLOGY WITH THE LITTLE DANCE WHAT DO YOU MEAN

apology in 1941? HMM????

WHAT. IS. THIS.

aziraphale and crowley will dance in season two! the actual dance: 🧚🏻‍♂️💃🏻

I want to see every single wrong take of this scene every single blooper

oohhh so that’s why muriel won’t recognize him that’s smart i should’ve considered it

no rapunzel you have to stay here fathers know best ‼️

HEAVEN DEFINITELY DIDN’T NOTICE A THING 👍🏻

I was about to say that even though episodes are shorter than season one you don’t actually notice the difference but maybe I just paused it too many times and it became half an hour longer

tagging @neil-gaiman since he said he was interested in reading live reactions

#tagging this in every possible way i don’t want the extreme sanctions #good omens #good omens season two spoilers #good omens season 2 #go2 spoilers #gos2 spoilers #gos2spoilers #gos2 #spoilers #gos2 reaction #good omens season two

[jaegerbroshoe]

1) Geurami and Youngwoo’s friendship is goals honestly. Loved the breakfast scene between them.

2) Suyeon once again proved to be a great friend and human-being. I’m so happy she called out Minwoo to his face and exposed him in front of Myeongsuk, and then of course her loudly pointing out the ableism of the whole situation in public (which, Youngwoo literally didn’t get an internship while everyone else did because of her autism and this guy still has the audacity to screech about nepotism??). I’m also glad she told Youngwoo about Minwoo so she’s aware of how he has ill intentions towards her, which came in handy later.

3) Omg the umbrella/competition scene killed me XD. I love the humour in this show; it doesn’t try too hard, but it’s so hilarious. Poor Myeongsuk keeps having to sing though hahaha. 

4) Minwoo cannot be redeemed at this point. This bitch is not even apologetic about what he did. He went on to call Youngwoo “shameless” when he’s the one who doesn’t have any shame for his ableist jealous petty underhanded behaviour. I’m glad Youngwoo called him out and stood up for herself, but the way he went on to just falsely guilt her again 🤬🤬🤬. He needs to go where he belongs: the trash. And he should also crack a dictionary open and learn the definition of nepotism. 

5) I’m actually glad they didn’t drag out the mom subplot (in general, this show is great at not dragging out plotlines and I love that). The full backstory did clear up quite a few things, like how Youngwoo knew about being abandoned despite the whole widow story. I’m also happy to know that Youngwoo wasn’t abandoned because of her autism in particular and that she knows that. 

In regards to the dad, I’m glad they talked it out and I’m so happy Youngwoo reassured him that he’s a good parent (of course, she had to have her whale moment after that and kick him out 😂). Her sticking by his side was also heartwarming to see. There are a lot of kids in situations like this that favour the absent parent and abandon the one who was always there for them (which I really don’t get), so it’s good to see Youngwoo isn’t one of them. 

6) I love Myeongsuk for being very understanding of/patient with Youngwoo and not getting angry at her for breaking social norms. He guides her by pointing out the proper etiquette gently. 

7) I’m surprised Junho didn’t bring up the article, but man, it was good to know what happened at the end of that scene (also, have they not been having lunch together since it didn’t seem like they talked since that night??).

The way Youngwoo went on to just confess so casually!!! I’m obsessed. Junho was totally about to as well but that dude just had to run away at that moment (that was another hilarious scene lmao but did he really have to interrupt)...

8) Youngwoo quoting her dad @ the judge (+ mom) 😂😂😂. She’s so savage. 

9) Youngwoo calling out her mom 🔥. You go girl. She’s so brave for having this conversation and making her stance. Again, I’m so happy she didn’t abandon her dad.

Ugh, now we gotta wait a whole ass week for the next episode 😭.

#I literally ran home from work to watch this lmao #extraordinary attorney woo #my opinion

[moonhoures]

hello moonie! i know it’s been a while but i just finished my current semester so i’ve finally got time to login heheh anyways i’m here to share my very recent brainrot that’s been eating up my brain for 3 days but i had to put aside bc of deadlines (ofc it’s kyun related) so 1, i was re-reminded at how strawberry is his fav fruit [https://twitter.com/96x1x26/status/1621118201643020294?s=46&t=7K5GlOWER2OJ1YwGhr2e2g] and 2, [https://twitter.com/everlasting1m/status/1704098850464846198?s=46&t=7K5GlOWER2OJ1YwGhr2e2g] this recent behind look for his photoshoots

ok so idk what to call this a fic idea?? it’s a p specific scenario¿¿ blurb?? in my head, so imagine this: it’s anniversary day, the day has been great, good date, good dinner he gets y a real nice flower bouquet blabla all the love and romance from our resident loverboy. you guys get home, ask him to start a bath for u while u do some light cleaning and put the flowers in a vase and all, but him being him the sweet little romance man he goes over and beyond to somehow find the time to not only set it up w a nice bathbomb, but also rose petals and a candle. kyun even finds the time to wash and prep fresh strawberries in a bowl for you to snack on (gasp how does he do it was it all a big plan??), and he uses this as leverage to allow himself to sit on the floor next to the tub saying he needs to “feed you” or “share it together” but he just wants to spend more quality time w you. so as you’re on your phone or watching a show or reading a book, you miss how he’s looking at you with his starry boba eyes like you’re not real and he’s so in love and this was not in the flow of plans but suddenly he’s just taking whatever was in your hand away, flustered as you watch him step into the bath with you, still clothed as he pulls you in for a kiss. his shirt and pants are wet and it’s sticking to his skin and his slacks look so tight poor loverboy couldn’t wait until after shower time he’s wet whining and begging to let you fuck him in the bathroom so you let him and he’s just extra lovey today constantly professing his love for you and worshipping you like the goddess you are and it’s just so new to you bc he’s usually so dominant you’ve never really seen him so desperate and whiny… and maybe afterwards you bring up how you were gonna show him this new set you planned to wear post shower if he didn’t take you then and there and he gets all pouty asking you for a show and you comply and round 2 that was supposed to be round 1 happens in bed, (but the thing is kyun swore for this years celebration to end in a more domestic and soft fluffy way bc he wanted both of you to relax as you’ve been both busy, so your plan to show up in a set was supposed to be the big surprise, but he ended up winning that game, unintentionally too)

the way my thoughts are so long and detailed but i don’t have the mental capacity nor skill to write a proper piece i can only jot this down as if i’m recalling a very detailed dream i woke up from HSHSDH anyways i did my best to communicate the vibes i was having in my brain thank u for reading til the end if u did… idk why my brain does this but these thoughts usually flash thru my mind in a sequence of still images anyways hope u have a good rest of the week love!!

- 💐

the thought of fully clothed kyun climbing into the bath to make out is something i didn’t know i needed this bad 😭😭😭 that’s so hot??? and he would just be so passionate about it, that’s what’s driving me insane 😵‍💫 like water is def splashing up and out of the tub, he’s got your face cupped in his hands, and you’re gasping in shock but he doesn’t care. he’s using that as a means to run his tongue through your open lips. god i need him so bad 😩❤️‍🩹

#💐 anon you will be the death of me one day #moon’s mail ✉️ #💐 anon #changkyun hard hours #hh: mx 🗯️ #monsta x hard hours #mx hard hours

[plaidcladjuno]

sabotage (kinnporsche the series / macauchay)

i got this idea while talking to @lena221bee about one of the macauchay wips i’m currently working on (yes, there’s more than one, and yes, she’s to blame for all of them) (😘) but since i’m probably not going to turn it into a proper fic, here it is as a tumblr bullet point thing.

[edit] now on ao3!!

sabotage

macauchay, past kimchay | g | getting together, getting revenge, light / comedy, in this house we do not root for kim (although we do simp for jeff satur 😭), protect chay at all costs 2k22

in my other wips i get more into how chay & macau meet and then become friends and then more than friends

but since we see them wearing the same uniforms on the show i imagine that post canon, once chay goes back to university, that’s where they meet

(even though they aren’t in the same faculty and macau’s now at least a semester, perhaps even a full year ahead of chay)

maybe they’re forced to interact (you know how it works in bl dramas: one of them’s tutoring the other, or there’s a project coming up, or they have friends in common — your pick), maybe macau’s the one to spot chay & make the first move (out of sheer curiosity? for the simple pleasure of ruffling his feathers? because of the whole “keep your enemies closer” thing? again — your pick)

anyway

they realize they have a lot more in common than they thought, macau’s just endlessly charmed by chay (because, well, chay) & chay appreciates not being treated like a helpless little kid by someone from the theerapanyakul clan for once

and it isn’t that kinn & porsche aren’t concerned about that development, but vegas’s been laying low so far and neither of them wants to risk provoking him at this stage — kinn because he’s still consolidating his position after kan/gun’s failed coup, porsche because in my personal headcanon he’ll ask for vegas’s help again at some point re: korn’s machinations

so, without good cause to do so, kinn & porsche can’t really forbid chay from seeing macau. porsche did try to have a conversation with him about it but it didn’t go over too well (“at least i knew from the start whose brother macau was!”)

tankhun isn’t too pleased to say the least — first his beloved pete runs away to be with vegas, now this? won’t chay give his little brother kim another chance? well, no, no, he’s right, kim was too cruel — but macau? really? who killed his poor elizabeth & sebastian? mmh? what was that, pol? right, that was porsche, yes, oh, remember the mermaid costume? they should pull up the photos later, it’s been a while — but chay, macau? when there are so many other fine young men to choose from?

still, not only is he the first one to see that there’s something more than friendship at play here, he’s also the first one to come around — he simply cannot resist the whole romeo & juliet of it all (although he does make chay promise he’s only allowed to elope with macau if tankhun’s invited to their secret wedding AND if it doesn’t end in a double suicide)

as for kim, i’m sure he’s heartbroken & he’s set up a whole new murder board for macau alone but we’re not rooting for him here so moving on

of course, chay’s told macau about the whole thing with kim, and although he’s also told him that it’s all in the past now, it’s clear to macau that chay was immensely hurt by this

and, well, chay might not have been raised a mafia heir, but macau was, and he thinks kim’s a little overdue for a good revenge

(is he also motivated by jealousy? yes, yes, he might be, he’s young and in love, isn’t he allowed?)

macau’s options are limited, though — as much as he wishes he could punch kim in the face, or strangle him with one of his own guitar strings, he’s realistic regarding his chances of coming up on top in hand to hand combat against him. macau’s also been trained in various sorts of medium and long range weapons (including knife throwing, always a pretty cool party trick) but a) it wouldn’t feel as satisfying and b) the main family probably wouldn’t take him shooting their youngest very well.

chay probably wouldn’t approve either.

i hope you like beastie boys references because macau comes to the conclusion that there’s only one thing he can realistically do, and it’s sabotage

with vegas’s help, of course

pete just walks out of the room / out of the garden & back into the house whenever vegas & macau discuss it for plausible deniability / so as not to break his promise that he’ll stay loyal to the main family (and if later, at night, pete & vegas happen to discuss ways of delaying a particular shipment of guitars from the uk, well — nobody explicitely told pete who the shipment was for)

it all flies under the radar for a while but then people start to take notice — a couple of Wik’s releases get delayed, then some events don’t quite go as planned, all in the span of a few weeks, and what starts out as a throwaway joke about a curse soon turns into its own hashtag

chay’s still got kim blocked (ignoring that very last kimchay scene from the show for my own personal headcanon) and he’s not following wik on social media anymore but it’s pretty hard to stay away from the news when he’s in the music faculty

he’s on a date with macau — because yes, they’re finally doing this, they’re officially dating, and chay just gets these crazy butterflies in his stomach thinking that macau is his boyfriend who takes him on dates where they do couple stuff like holding hands but not right this instant because it’s hot and macau’s buying them both ice cream — when notifications from his class group chat pop up

“the curse has struck again!”

and it’s a link to wik’s makeup artist instagram, where she’s posted a story about a photoshoot getting cancelled last minute because of a problem with the venue

just then macau comes back with two ice cream cones, handing one out to chay, and chay just has to ask, holding up his screen so macau can see his classmates’ messages about wik’s curse — “did you have anything to do with this?”

and the thing is — macau hasn’t lied to chay since the day they met, not once, and although he’s finding himself hesitant to admit that he’s indeed been messing with kim for the past few weeks, he’s not going to deny it now that chay’s asking about it

but chay gets his answer just looking at macau’s face and he’s — well, he’s feeling many things at once. knowing that it wasn’t just bad luck, but macau striking kim down lately because of... because of chay? he should feel bad for kim, but mostly he’s feeling awed by macau’s efforts and — maybe he’s spent too much time within the mafia, maybe it’s too late for him already — and flattered. and loved and protected and so, so, so fond of the boy standing in front of him.

but obviously chay can’t let this go on so he shakes his head and says, “fine, if the curse is lifted after today—” (macau grimaces) “tomorrow—” (macau grimaces again) “by next week?” (macau nods) “then i won’t ask you about this ever again.”

then he leans in and kisses macau’s cheek, adding, “thank you” — without clarifying for what, but he doesn’t have to

a couple of days later, kinns mentions kim’s “curse” to chay (nothing’s serious happened to his brother, but still, he can’t help getting a little worried) — “do you think macau...?” “i asked him, but he didn’t say anything that implied he was involved in it.” “but—” “i trust him. he’s never lied to me, contrary to your brother. and i’m not lying to you either to protect him.” like pete before him, chay’s learning that plausible deniability is a beautiful thing.

and then, the day after that, kim’s curse is finally lifted — but not before he’s hit by one last stroke of bad luck.

tankhun, shrieking, bursts into the room where chay’s currently beating porsche’s ass at a racing game. (one upside of living within the theerapanyakul’s compound is definitely the sweet, sweet video game set up.) he grabs the remote from the coffee table, switches the display on the tv screen, then jabs franctically at his tablet while telling chay, “you have to see this!”

arm and pol rush to the doorway just as a video starts playing on the screen — it’s very noisy and confusing but after a couple of seconds chay understands it’s a live video taken from the audience at an open air concert. a wik’s concert. people are shouting and screaming but it doesn’t sound right, it’s like they’re... shocked? maybe even frightened? and then chay notices the gray shapes darting above the audience and toward the stage and the flurry of feathers left in their wake. pigeons. lots and lots of pigeons.

“they had to cancel the concert!” tankhun wails. “why?” porsche asks. “it’s just pigeons, what’s so bad about them?” arm and pol start cracking up. “it’s not funny!” tankhun snaps at them but their shoulders keep shaking as he turns back to porsche and chay.

“oh! the horrid little creatures! they were shitting everywhere!”

(in case you’re wondering: the pigeon thing is a real thing that happened)

#kinnporsche #kpts #macauchay #chaymacau #macau theerapanyakul #*juno's #*fics #likes will get you a forehead kiss <3 #reblogs & comments in tags/replies will get you a kiss on the mouth <333 #porchay kittisawasd

[xmalereader]

Tom! Peter Parker x Stark! Male Reader

☆ — MASTERLIST — ☆

REQUEST: I need a Itimidating Reader x Tom! Peter Parker. Like reader could be Captain American or Iron Man's son and he has been dating Peter secretly cause you know Peter is shy about things and doesn't want to make things big. So reader holds back but he had enough when one days he witnessed Thompson and other bullies doing the worst to Peter. So he does what any boyfriend will do, show those bullies their place and maybe maybe, Avengers comes and gives a piece of their mind as well to those bullies. Cause I like Avengers being a found family with them being protective of their youngest member 😭😭🤌🏻🤌🏻

CONTENT/WARNINGS: Fluff, slight angst, reader is Tony starks son, mentions of Morgan and Pepper, Ned being terrible at secrets, MJ supports, mature language, slight kissing, short shot, flash is a bully, mentions of violence, mentions of hero work, teenage love, school stuff.

TAGS: @nobodylivesson

WC: 2k

NOTES: I tried my best to suit to your request, I wrote this one late at night and was probably half asleep after completing it 🥲, but either way I hope you really enjoy it! I wasn’t able to bring in the rest of the superhero family since I didn’t know how to slip it in without going off track. But either way I love the whole superfamily fics and the concept of Stony adopting Peter ( ´∀｀) those are my comfort fics.

Peter wasn’t ashamed of who he was dating he just didn’t make it a big deal that he was dating Starks son. When Y/n joined the school he had already known him from the time that he was working at Starks internship. He’d see him around the lab either helping his father on a few side projects or just to bother Tony into leaving work and getting a proper meal and rest.

While Tony was away it left both Peter and Y/n on their own and giving them time to actually know each other. Their side conversations turned into flirting and then light touches until Y/n was the first to make the move on Peter and asking him out. Peter was a shy kid and never got the attention from people he liked nor was he good at socializing without stuttering or hesitating on his conversations.

Ever since Y/n joined Peters school the two were closer than ever and enjoyed their time together. Peter kept their relationship a secret in order to prevent the other students from finding out that he’s dating Tony Starks kid. Even if he told anyone about it they wouldn’t believe that he’s dating someone like Y/n.

It didn’t take long for Ned to find out that Peter was dating.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Ned, his best friend since childhood. The reason he never told him was because he knew how terriable his friend was at keeping secrets. When he found out that he was the cities hero there were times that he almost slipped up and exposed his secret to those around him and always had to remind his friend that no one was suppose to know that he’s Spider-Man.

Ned had caught the two making out on Peters bed.

Peter had forgotten about inviting Ned over for a weekend sleepover due to him being distracted by Y/n coming over and having dinner with both him and his aunt May. After that they’ve left the table to spend time in Peters room which resulted into them making out like most teenagers would and then getting caught by Ned.

His poor friend could only stare in shock when he found out and after a couple of minutes of shock he finally started to ask them question such as; “How did you meet? When did you start dating? Are you really dating Starks son?”

The sleepover turned out to be a very interesting night for Ned.

Ned was still getting used to the fact that Peter was dating Y/n, but Tony wasn’t too happy about the fact that his son was dating Peter the kid that he chose to pass down his work to. Y/n did work with Tony but the kid was never interested in becoming an inventor or an engineer and instead focused more on things that made him feel happy. Tony never pressured his son to take over and instead accepted his goals and dreams.

Peter expected Tony to interrogate him when finding out that he’s dating his son, but instead of being asked on why he was dating his son. His question so we’re mainly aimed towards Y/n who ate in silence during their dinner together with Pepper sitting next to Tony and his sister Morgan sitting across from Peter.

“Why him?”

“Because I like him.”

“Why not some other guy or girl?”

“Do you not want me to date Peter?”

“I don’t want you distracting him from work.”

The conversation was mainly between Y/n and Tony while Pepper was kind enough to speak with Peter about school and his aunt and how they were doing, trying to keep both son and father from killing each other while having their first dinner. By the end of the day Peter became a favorite to the Stark family especially with Morgan who loved Peters attention and placed puzzle games with him winning the little girls heart over in less than seconds.

Things were going fine until the bullying picked up at school.

Flash had noticed how close Peter was being with Y/n during lunch and class hours, thinking that Peter was trying to get extra brownie points with Mr. Stark and befriending his son in order to get closer to the man. He knew that Starks kid was going to be in their school and had grown jealous by how close Peter was getting, ruining his opportunity to befriend Y/n.

When Y/n wasn’t around, Flash and his goons would quickly go after Peter. The good thing is that Peter was great at escaping and was always getting around from Flashes wrath, either running inside a full classroom during lunch hours or running outside where he’d climb onto the roof top in order to avoid Flash.

Peter never told Y/n and he never found out.

The bullying never happened when Y/n was around and whenever Flash approached them he’d always fake his emotions which Peter hated seeing. He could see through Flashes fake smiles and laughs when he conversed with Y/n, trying to act like he’s the most nicest person ever to meet.

Peter wasn’t the only one who saw through flash’s lies so did Y/n. He could see a liar from across the room and knew how they acted. He spent enough time working in his dads company to sniff out liars and had gotten very good at it.

It was the week that Y/n was suppose to work with his father on a new invention, testing them out and figuring out if they have potential to be sold to the public, but recently Y/n had joined a club with Peter and took place after school hours. He’d shoot his father a quick text that he wasn’t going to the lab and quickly rushed off to join the club in hopes of spending more time with Peter and their other members.

When entering the room he finds MJ and the other students sitting on a round table, discussing about their new plans for the club. His eyes search the room and doesn’t find Peter which makes him frown a little before sitting next to MJ. “Where’s Pete?” He whispers to her and noticed how her lips twitched into a smirk.

“Miss your little boyfriend already? Don’t you guys have all periods together?”

MJ had figured Peter and Y/n out in less than seconds when they first met resulting in Y/n befriending her. He rolls his eyes at her comment. “We aren’t always in class together…he has biology eighth period and I have history.” He mumbled out the last part knowing that he wasn’t really providing much and that he and Peter did in fact have majority of classes together.

“You guys are gross.” MJ comments with a grin on her face. “You two are perfect for each other.”

Y/n had dealt with MJ’s teasing for a long time that he’s grown used to it. He gives her a small nudge to the shoulder and focused back to the other who were still planing out this years activities within the club, writing things down and getting the teachers opinion. It went on for ten minutes at Y/n was the first to realize that Peter still hadn’t arrived which slowly started to worry Y/n. His instincts were telling him to go look for him.

“I’m going to the bathroom be back in a bit!” He tells the others with a smile before rushing out of the room and down the hall. Whenever Peter came late to the club he always told him before hand, either letting him know that its a spider thing or perhaps his aunt needed him he was always made aware until now.

He didn’t get anything from Peter and started to get worried as he searched the hallways. They were packed a few minutes ago with students getting ready to head home and now the halls were half empty with a few students lingering around and either attending their own club's or waiting on a ride or friend.

As he rounds the corner he noticed a small crowd of students up ahead, raising a brow as he decides to make his way over. It doesn’t take him long to recognize that familiar beat up backpack that Peter always carried. He’s told Peter many times that he could get him a new one since the one he had was already tearing up, but Peter always declined his offer since he wanted to be the one to earn it and claimed that his bag was still in ‘perfect’ condition and survivable.

The sound of someone colliding into the lockers makes him walk faster to the point where he’s jogging over and finding Peter with a pained look on his face. “Trying to win yourself another internship, Parker? One wasn’t enough?” The sound of Flashes voice gets Y/n’s attention.

Noticing the state that Peters in makes him frown.

“You’re always following Y/n around like a puppy, I bet he’s finding you annoying by now. He should hang around someone who isn’t boring.” Said Flash while Peter glared up at him and tried to get back up without being kicked down by one of his little goons again, before Flash could saying anything else a fist connects with his check, startling everyone when he stumbled back in shock.

“Hey—What the hell!?”

Flash had a hand against his bruised up cheek and turns to see who was responsible only to freeze in place when his eyes land on Y/n who was huffing angrily at him. He’s standing in front of Peter in a protective way while glaring at Flash. “Touch my boyfriend again and I’ll make sure to break your nose this time.” He speaks up.

His words catch everyone by surprise, but was surprises everyone is the fact that Y/n and dating Peter.

“Boyfriend?!”

Y/n smirks at Flashes shock. “Yeah and I love his annoying ass.” He points over his shoulder to where Peter is getting back up and blushing deeply by his words, wanting to roll his eyes. Once Y/n finishes his threats and Flash and his little goons run off he’s quick to turn around and face Peter. His angry expression quickly fading into one of worry as he approached Peter and quickly checks him. “Are you hurt anywhere did you break anything? I swear to god if he did I am going to fu—“

“I’m okay, I’m okay.” Peter is quick to cut in, chuckling a little before placing his hand on Y/n’s wrist and pulling his hands away form him, reassuring him that he’s fine. “Did you forget? I can heal pretty quick.” His words cause Y/n to pinch his shoulder. “You idiot! I don’t care if you can heal I was worried for you, why didn’t you tell me this was happening?”

“Because I can handle my own battles.” Peter mumbled in response which didn’t make Y/n any happier. “That doesn’t mean that you have to do them alone,. I mean what if something happened to you? Who was going to know or help?” He continued to rant out to Peter, pouring out his own feelings and frustrations towards Peter being a stubborn person.

Once he’s ranted and calmed down he placed his hands on Peters shoulders. “Please, tell me when something like this happens again. I won’t hesitate to punch Flash again.”

Peter slowly smiles and laughs. “Can’t believe you punched Flash, I always wanted to do that but never had the guts too. I was afraid that my strength would probably kill him.”

“Yeah, well it felt great doing it he was a pain in my ass.” Peter laughs at his boyfriends words. It was satisfying to see Flash getting punched and the look of surprise when he found out that they were dating each other.

Peter looks up to Y/n. “Flash knows about us and knowing him he’s gonna tell the entire school.” He was growing nervous at the idea of everyone knowing that he’s dating Starks kid only for Y/n to pull Peter into a quick kiss and smiling at him. “Let him tell everyone at least I can kiss you whenever I want without hiding it.” Peter admired Y/n for being so calm during situations like these.

“Think we should get to our club meeting?” Said Peter.

Y/n smiles with a nod. “Yeah, come on you were missing out on the fun plans we were making.” He takes Peters hand into his own and heads down the hall feeling better now that he’s able to hold Peters hand without needing to keep their relationship a secret anymore.

#Male reader #Peter Parker x male reader #stark reader #Tony stark #superfamily fic #tom!peter parker x reader #Tom!Peter Parker x male reader #Spider-Man x male reader #Spider-Man x reader #marvel x male reader #marvel #irondad

[mountttmase]

HI HI HIIII

AMTC 2 CHAPTER 3🥹 DATE NIGHTTT

‘Nope, not a thing. Hence why I’m not sure what to wear’ OH POOR GIRL 😭😂

‘I’ve never really understood what that means’ you told her, flicking through your wardrobe. ‘Like what’s constitutes a nice top? And are jeans not too casual?’ Y/N WEAR WHAT YOU WANT HE IS ALREADY AT YOUR FEETS😌

‘Don’t talk about my man like that’ you laughed in mock offence, knowing she was joking but it made you a little smug knowing she thought Mason was attractive. MY MAN🩷🩷

‘That’s the thing though, it’s Mason. I haven’t felt like this about anyone else. Haven’t been on a proper grown up adult date ever like this is all a lot’ OH BABY LOVE🥹🥹🥹

‘So he comes to the door rather than texts you from the car? Old school, I like it’ she winked and you laughed as you picked up your phone and made your way to the door. ‘Have the best time, yeah? And wear protection!’ She shouted and you flipped her off before hanging up. After a few quick breaths you answered the door with a smile and the sight you were met with caused your heart to flutter. WE ALL LIKE A GENTLEMEN 😌

‘Hey, you all ready to go?’ He smiled and you nodded at him before locking the door up behind you and following him to the car. He opened up the door for you to get in but just before you had the chance he pulled you to him and brushed a little bit of hair out of your face. ‘Are you okay?’ MY BIG LOVES

THE FACT THAT HE KNEW SHE WAS NERVOUSSSS

‘Well you didn’t need to. You could of worn a rubbish bag and I wouldn’t of cared’ he told you before reaching for your hand and kissing the back of it. ‘But you look beautiful’ he murmured and you felt yourself go hot all over. TOLD YOU

‘So I thought long and hard about where to take you tonight. I didn’t wanna take you somewhere random so I’m taking you to a place that’s pretty special to me’ he told you, squeezing your hand lightly as you stopped in front of a cute Italian restaurant. ‘I come here all the time with my family, they sort of know us in here but I’ve never bought a girl before’ he laughed, looking down at you with a nervous smile. ‘We come here for birthdays and anniversaries. Wins, losses, you name it. I hope this is okay’ YOU LOST MEEEEE

THE WAY EVERYONE LOVES HIM IN THE RESTAURANT

‘Well here she is’ Mason laughed and you felt yourself blush at his words. SCREAMING

HIM REASSURING HER IMMEDIATELY ABOUT THE PAYMENT 😭😭

AND HIM KNOWING SHE LOVES A SWEET TREAT

I NEED TO GO TO THAT CINEMA, THAT'S ALL I'M SAYING

‘I can tell’ he whispered, bumping his nose against the side of your head before kissing your temple. ‘I love it when you get sassy’ WE ALL LOVE OUR SASSY QUEEN

‘I am too’ he whispered before dipping his head to kiss you gently. You wanted to kiss him deeper but you were aware of where you were and who you were with so you took what he gave you knowing you could hopefully get more from him later. SHE WANTS MORE, AND WE CAN'T BLAME HER

He kept teasing you the whole way through, kissing any part of your skin he could reach and stroking his hands over your thighs and waist to the point you had to smack his hands away and tell him to concentrate on the movie as he was missing the best part. You also didn’t know how much more you could handle of him touching you without doing something about it. MOUNTTT🫠🫠🫠

THAT KISS....IT'S HOR IN THERE, ISN'T IT?

‘Sorry’ he laughed, kissing your nose as he ran his thumb under your bottom lip. ‘Got a bit carried away there. You ready to go?’ BABY BOY

OMG HE REMEMBERED THE MILKSHAKE

‘I guess five minutes won’t hurt’ he told you before following you inside. ‘I’ve only ever really been in here once I think’ YAAAAYYYY

‘It’s not that I don’t want to, you know… I just don’t wanna rush things’ he explained, kissing your arm gently. ‘And I know if I stay here any longer I’ll never make it to training in the morning’ he laughed which made you smile a bit. ‘Ah there we go, that’s my favourite smile’ he teased which only caused you to laugh more as he pulled you into a hug. ‘We’ll see each other soon though yeah?’ THE FACT THAT HE WAS ACTUALLY SCARED OF HER LEAVING AGAIN KILLS ME

OMG I LOVE THESE TWO

AMD NEXT CHAPTER IS GOING TO BE INTERESTING 😌🤭

Omg I’m so slow with these I’m so sorry hahaha

I loved their little date and she wanted him to stay so bad 🥺 but you’re right, next one will be interesting 🤭

[katzkinder]

Ok, so I was just going to put this just to be silly after I saw your Mikado 🤝 Tooru post

where Mikado & Tooru differ:

Mikado: lies about who’s egg/womb Misono came from

Tooru: lies about who’s swimmers Mahiru came from

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But then just before I clicked Ask… it got me thinking…

Was it ever confirmed if Sakuya is A) just very perceptive & hyper focused/hyper sensitive to when people are lying like he just has a knack for being able to tell or B) if part of his powers is being able to tell when someone is lying?

Because if it’s the latter… do you think on the few occasions Sakuya would have met Tooru, he would’ve been able to tell or found out who Mahiru’s dad is (Touma)?

tbh I love all the characters but I really want my Sakuya baby to come back :(

Do you think there will be anymore content canonically or do you have anything in the works about him and big sis? Sakuya and big sis, or how his trauma over her still (understandably) affects his present day behaviors and decisions, all of it is one of my favorite plots that I’m really hoping Tanaka delves more into at some point y’know?

WHEEEZE ANON!!!! I’m sobbing pls….. 😭 😭 😭

As for your question, it’s not confirmed either way, sooo, I headcanon it as being part of Sakuya’s subclass abilities, because it’s way funnier that way lol.

Mm… I don’t think he ever would have had the opportunity to learn who Mahiru’s father was, though. It’s not something that would come up in conversation, you know? Especially with Tooru being who he is and Sakuya being what he is. Tooru’s rather shrewd though, isn’t he? He undoubtedly knew who Sakuya was, but allowed him to hang around because it kept other vampires away from him nephew.

Not that Sakuya ever realized. Nervous little bug was definitely freaking out about making a good impression on his crush’s guardian lololol. Poor poor firefly…

I can’t imagine Strike NOT bringing that back up. Strike confirms in commentary from 10.5 that Sakuya is an important character who plays a pivotal role in the story’s development, so he is ABSOLUTELY coming back. I wanna write more about him myself, but canon already gives me everything I could possibly want aside from things I have to patiently wait for in the story. The pain of loving a well written character…

You’ve probably already read it, but pomfry on ao3 has a fanfic about Watanuki nee-chan becoming a subclass and saving Sakuya from their parents! Her circumstances within canon and Sakuya’s inability to do anything for her becomes even more tragic when you remember her parents probably didn’t even hold a proper burial for her… No wonder her spirit is still connected to him…

#servamp #kat’s katerwauling #asks #anonymous #thanks for the ask nonny!! #sakuya watanuki #my son

[wolfflock]

Reactions to Superman and Lois S01E08

Lois seeing a therapist, damn, look at them going for the mental health angle again. Good for them. Also, Lois hurt someone!?! Oh God. panics

And they are talking to the kids about how they are??? About time. But then... they don't actually talk. 😫 And it's Jon WANTING TO HELP again. Baby, let them help you 😭

Isn't it weird that the RV is with the Kents? Like, shouldn't that be in evidence, protected by the government or military? 😅

Little AI bot: "Identify yourself" Lois: "Lois Lane" Bot: "Voice authentication completed. Good morning, Lois." Lois: "How do you know my name?"

Sweetie, YOU JUST TOLD THAT THING YOUR NAME 😂 "How do you know who I am" might have been a better question.

Sarah is getting some extracurricular activities, okay. Tying stage performance to her and Jordan's anxiety, nice. I can roll with this.

Okay, but why are the boys AND Clark stepping back from the football team? Like, what is their excuse? The Coach is just "okay, fair"?

"THE KRYPTONIANS ARE HERE" what?!?!?!

I'm sorry, but Tyler has such a soft boy look, even in the suit. How can you think he will turn on anyone? He's a puppy 😅

Fuck you, Sassy Clark, I love you so much 😂

"Learning that the man who's trying to kill your husband is your other husband from another world? It kind of feels like new ground to me."

Sooooo when is that talking about feelings with the boys thing coming? Because I'm still waiting.

I like how excited Kyle is about Sarah and her music career 🥺 Now I'm wondering what Kyle is regretting not doing.

Jon being sad about not meeting his sister, Nat, I am CREY 😭

The RV locked him in!!! IS THIS WHEN JON FINALLY SHOWS POWERS!?!? No, false alarm, Clark saves the day. 🙄

AND IT'S JON LOIS YELLS AT????? Poor kid just wants to help, and he gets shit? LET HIM FUCKING TELL HOW HE FEELS. LOIS WTF DON'T CALL HIM STUPID!!!??? Okay, Clark, sweetie, this is when you jump in, while the kid is there, and stop her from calling him stupid. Not after it's all been said and he runs away in tears. But at least he said he would talk to him. Which WE NEVER FUCKING SEE, GODDAMIT, WHY????

FUCK, and Kyle knows Lana didn't put his name down on purpose. Fuck, they were finally getting better as a couple.😫🥺

MISCARRIAGE?????? WHAAAAAAAAAAA. The name they picked for the baby is Natalie, right???? Fucking called it! Natalie gsgagahdhjaha

KRYPTONIAN DUDE in the army!!!

Okay, but Lois thinking they lost the baby because of her 😭😭😭🥺 Also, thank you, therapist, for saying it's so often genetic and not environmental, and that her doing regular stuff during is totally fine. It wasn't her fault.

I understand her but I really hope she has a proper heart to heart with Jon where she asks HIM about his feelings.

"The only person I have here" JONATHAN IS LONELY, give him friends!

Jordan helping out Sarah with the audition 🥺They are so cute playing music together and yet again, no one is talking to Jon because other things are more important

Okay but why didn't we see Clark talking to Jon?????? Fucking no one is comforting that kid on screen...????!

Clark going to the sector where weapons could literally kill him... yes 🥺 immediately gets blasted in the face with kryptonite aerosol

Another fight Superman doesn't win? YUP, saved by Irons, then by Lois. 🙈

Clark believes John Henry, YES. Hopefully John Henry will become Steel soon enough.

Kyle is failing as a dad. Again 😓 I hope that's rock bottom for him and he can start getting up from there because I'm getting tired of him fucking up over and over again with no improvement. Guess him chucking all the booze could be considered a start?

Jordan now has a new/old hobby, he's playing the piano. WHY DOES JON NOT HAVE SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!

When the twins were 18 months old, that's when the miscarriage happened? They made it sound like it was so recent. Those feelings have been festering inside Lois for 13 years!?!?!?

WHY DOES JON FORGIVE IMMEDIATELY??? LET HIM BE MAD ffs, he's a 14-year-old teenager, saying "I had already lost a kid and I didn't wanna lose another" shouldn't make a teen go "yeah, that's rough, I'm sorry" like she didn't call him stupid or said he would have been the only one to blame had he died.

Jordan Elsass is nailing it, damn. And Bitsie is right there with him. 💜

This was a very emotional episode, dealing with a lot of heavy stuff but they did it really well 🥺

#superman and lois #cw s&l #cw s&l liveblog #i'm in this picture and i like it #tyler hoechlin #jordan elsass #bitsie tulloch #s01e08

[handonhaven]

Spoiler alert if you haven't watched 4x05 yet.

So this episode wasn't all that great to me. It just didn't really feel like a season opener. But I guess to them it isn't. Since every season opener the person who says the title is either Hope or Landon and it ended up being Rebekah. So there was exactly two things about this episode I liked. 1 no Humanity Hope, I'm loving that way more than I should, and I really mean way more than I should lol(also my heart broke so much when Hope gave Rebekah the necklace back and seeing Rebekah cry bc of it). 2 Triad coming back into play, I mean I figured they might but i wasn't sure. So it looks like they're gonna be the new big bad of the season maybe next season as well if they want to stretch it out.

As for what I disliked about the episode, literally everything else. But the two big things for me was

1. Why on earth would they put Arias name as also staring in the summary if he wasn't going to be in the episode. I spent the whole episode waiting for a Landon scene and we got none. What was the point of that. I swear if Landon doesn't get good amount of scenes in the next episode I will lose it.

2. How not one person at all, not Wade or Jed or even Cleo(who supposably "misses Landon") or Kaleb. Anyone who wasn't the twins thought to go looking for Landons body. You know either to see if it's really gone or if it was still there and to give him a proper burial. Nope no one cared. And then THEN why they thought that Alaric is dying(or did died) they all went out of their way to do something to honor him. 😈😈😈😈 really?!?!?! I mean even if they didn't do something to honor Landon, there could have at least just been ONE mention of someone going to look for his body(I'm not even surprised they just love to disrespect Landon).

P.s I'm never not gonna be pissed about this. So imma stop talking about this before I turn into a completely different person.

I thought overall it was okay, like I thought the tone was better and more consistent. I liked that it was more serious and dark, and it wasn’t as much of a mess. And I loved seeing Rebekah again! (And Summer Fontana in the flashback too!) But yeah, it was sort of a weird way to start a season (with the stuff with Alaric anyway). Oh but I actually didn’t think about Hope and Landon always saying the titles of the first episodes! That’s interesting, I guess if it had to be someone else I’m glad it was Rebekah. I love no humanity Hope too! Although I was expecting a bit more tbh, like we still haven’t even seen Hope feed on anyone? Even with humanity, you’d think she’d be dealing with the bloodlust, so I was expecting her to be out of control but maybe we’ll see that later. Oh and the necklace scene! That hurt so much, and poor Rebekah! 😭 But also, and I posted about this, but that has some potential for good Handon content later if they do a parallel of Landon bringing the necklace back to Hope. But I also hope Rebekah appears in another episode because she wouldn’t just give up on Hope and leave her to wreak havoc. And I’m glad they’re bringing Triad back. I really thought they just dropped that like so many other things, so I’m hoping it’ll be good. It does seem like they’re gonna be the villains of this season, so I’m looking forward to something different and villains who aren’t monsters.

And same! I was waiting to see Landon the whole time and thought we would at least see him at the very end (like in 3x05) but we got nothing? Fr, why put his name in the summary if he’s not in it? He had better get plenty of screen time next episode. It’s just insane to me. Like they literally went almost an entire season without the real Landon, now we’re in this new season and they’re still not gonna show him?! When will it end? Is this just gonna keep happening where he “dies” at the end of the season, and then they try and keep it a mystery by having him not appear in the first episode of the new season? I’m so tired.

And my gosh, I just can’t even describe how upset I am over how they continue to treat Landon. Literally no one makes the effort to go look for his body?? They barely mention him, but can’t even do anything to honor him at all? Yeah, I’m sure Cleo misses him so much after talking to him like twice. And since she’s the one who prevented him from being summoned, or since MG was the one who prevented Landon from being saved in the very beginning, since they all did their part to make sure Landon ended up dead, you’d think at least one of them could try and find his body to bury him or do something. But no. And yes, they’ll of course all honor Alaric and take them time to do that... I just can’t. It’s unbelievable. And it doesn’t seem to matter how many times this kind of stuff happens, I never really get used to it. It’s still so painful and upsetting to watch every single time. I’m never not gonna be pissed about it either. And I’ll probably be ranting about this some more, but for now, I’ll just leave this here.

#answered #4x05 #spoilers #legacies spoilers

[shadlad24]

Bedtime Stories

Gabrielle telling bedtime stories to her and Xena’s second set of kids around the campfire: Once upon a time, there was a beautiful idiot called the warrior princess. And she met a lovely young girl who was a lot stronger and awesomer than Xena ever knew… OR LET ANYONE ELSE KNOW! *whips around and Gabby-glares Xena for a good, long moment* 😡

Xe: 😳 …

G: One day, that idiot wanted to fight a dragon. A dragon! The lovely young girl told her not to, but Xena didn’t listen. XENA NEVER LISTENS TO GABRI- I mean, the lovely young maiden. AND SHE DIED!!!!! Again! Xena ALWAYS dies when she ignores Gabrielle! Ahem. That’s why you should always listen to Dadrielle, children. And NOT mommy! 🙂😊

Kids: 😨😰😱 …Th-th-th-thanks, d-dad! G-great; great story! Good night! *yank their blankets over their heads and keep reaaaal quiet*

G: 😈

Xe: 😬

G: 😏

Xe: 😏 *whispers* …And they screwed happily ever after. I mean, lived! *Gabby-whacked*

Poor kids: *too scared to sleep and climb into mom’s and dad’s bedrolls*

G: *eyes still closed and face, peaceful* Did I ever tell you three what happened to your sister, Eve? She bugged me too. …SO I STABBED HER!!!! Good night. 😌

Kids: *flee over to Xena’s side of the blankets rather than return to their own*

G: 😑 You once had another sister named Hope, y’know. But you don’t even WANNA know what I did to her. 😈

One brave idiot, just like his mother: 😲Wh-what did Hope do wrong, daddy?

G: She killed your brother, Solan. But, really, your mother started it! She tried to kill Hope first! Then she tried to kill me! But I killed her first …and myself. Accidentally! We both drowned. Yup. Night, sweets! 😀

Kids: *know they’re doomed* 😫😩 *dun wanna be part of this family anymore* 😭😵

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😂

Seriously, if Xena somehow survived the series finale, and she and Gabrielle had more children together... what would they tell those kids about the older ones? X”) What did they tell Eve? And what would the three new kids’ names be? Flipper, Urchin, and Roe? XD That last one especially? ’Cuz Roe = fish eggs, and Xenie’d love that? Ooh, wait!

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XW, very pregnant: Aw, I still can’t think of what we should name this baby…

GW: 🙂Just think of all the things you love best.

XW: 😀 Okie!!! I’ll make you a list by tomorrow!

GW: *surprised but pleased* Okay! 😀

Next day…

GW: 😑‘Gabrielle’s pretty titties’ is NOT a proper name for a child, Xena! Nor is ‘Gabrielle’s sweet ass’! Siiiiigh… ‘Dumpling with the Little Red Stuff’ is also out, as are ‘Making Ares Cry,’ Fish Hook, Chakram, and Argo! You are SO fired from naming our children ever again, missy! 😑

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#xena #xwp #xena warrior princess #gabrielle #xena and gabrielle #just for fun #LOL #hope #eve #solan #campfire scene #bedtime story