#she did but she was girly and you guys are fucking awful when it comes to a woman in media being portrayed as girly and feminine

[transmascnaotoshirogane]

it's so telling that people act like peach didn't have a personality before the movie. yes she did, she was just feminine and you guys don't like that. she was badass before but she did it in a feminine way but you guys see a princess in a pink gown and water her down to “damsel in distress” while ignoring all the personality that she definitely always had.

also the voice doesn't fit her in the movie. it doesn't fit peach idk it reminds me of Wyldstyle from the lego movie instead of. u know. Princess Peach.

#the rainbow twinks #rainbow ramblings #brian + WT #the mario movie #princess peach #seriously its princess peach slander to say she didn't have a personality before #she did but she was girly and you guys are fucking awful when it comes to a woman in media being portrayed as girly and feminine

[josibunn]

HIIIIIIIIIIII I LOVE UR WRITING SO MUch!!! if ure too overwhelmed w other stuff ignore this but i had an idea for one where reader and euro are exes but they were like CRAZY about each other and didnt really separate on their own terms, and they see each other at a wedding a year later (no one in the black circle would take marriage seriously so euro’s kind of forced to go cause his cousin is the one getting married that reader is friends with too😭) euro never fell out of love and when they’re alone he kind of loses his shit cause he misses her insanely and tells her he hasnt been with anyone else since they broke up and it’s all pathetic and sweet and she’s the one who actually makes the first move and kisses him first which leads the craziest and neediest sex

firstly, AMAZING song choice babe, second, the hair up part? mwah. amazing beautiful perfect. thinking like a little girly ass claw clip with some strands out? aw yeah.

smut! a whole lot. very long, sorry. you guys have sex twice, missionary+ cowgirl. oral on both parts, choking, biting, slapping (only during sex), arguing, you guys are kind of toxic. body worship, daddy kink, sort of dom/sub. you both are stupid crazy, super toxic. but you just love each other so much..so so much. and I made him super hot (with the help of my lovely anon ;3)

you saw your exs face everywhere. fliers, newspapers, his fucking van, shit, even your job had ads of him on the community board. and of course he did, he was fucking huge, took off with his music. but fuck, could you ever catch a break?

the answer to that was no, by the way. you couldn’t, because there he was standing before you. or so that’s what your gut told you as it flipped you inside out at the thought that the back of this stranger could’ve even had the possibility of being him. no, you thought to yourself. he never ties his hair up. never. especially with a fucking claw clip. and he never wears a suit, doesn’t even own a button down, where’d he even get a vest? he acts like a cave dweller unless he’s performing.

you snap out of your dissociative state as your friend shakes you a little, “what’re you looking at?” she asks, and you take a deep breath, turning your back to his, even if you were far away from each other. “is that him? did he turn around? see if that’s him.”

“wha-who??” she asks. “øystein, I think that’s him but i’m not sure, I got a real bad feeling,” you say, smoothing down your short dress, feeling uncomfortable and hot all of the sudden. “oh! oh, oh. you didn’t know he was coming..?” she whispered, and your eyes go wide. “what? no? what??” you look back, and ooh you see it, his side profile, it was definitely him, you’d recognize that nose anywhere, the one you sat on, rode, basically been inside you many times.

“what the fuck?? why didn’t anyone tell me??” you’re only so shook because it’d been almost five months since you’ve seen him, since you’ve broken up and gone no contact with each other. it was stupid but valid to say the least. you try and say you don’t remember but you remember it clear as day. for someone who doesn’t like groupies he sure has a lot of them!

a lot that crash at his den, in his things! a few that act as if they’re best fucking friends with him. one that tried taking your place every chance she got. and he always told you ‘they’re not mine, I don’t even fucking know them. they’re just sluts varg fucks and ducks.’ and you’d counter it with ‘then tell him to take them to his house!’ like what logic is that? and he just never seemed to care.

but after you found one, that same bleached blonde, mile long overgrown roots sleeping in his office, the one he always told you to not worry about, with his jacket, you were through. you made a scene in his store actually, because you’re fucking crazy of course. you got your shit from his place and didn’t give him a chance to see you, telling your manager to not let him in the store, warning your landlord, everything. you wanted to be through, not him though.

euronymous noticed you way before you noticed him though. he noticed you as soon as you came in, hand in hand with your gal pal and that smile he adored seeing. and fuck did you look good, your tiny white dress hugged every curve of yours so perfectly, every curve he used to run his tongue over and ravish. “holy fuck no way.” he whispered, jan axel catching him staring and his jaw dropping too. “no fucking way,” he says, but he’s amused, such a fun turn of events!

he already knew what type of timing euronymous was on. this was the same guy who would wait for you outside your job for weeks, followed you home, contacted all your friends to get them to plead his case, he wasn’t just gonna let you slip out of his fingers, this was the first time in months he’d been within 20 feet of you. he was going crazy, and seeing you awakened something in him, something primal.

he almost pounced, wanting to get on his knees, rip your legs open and eat you into liver failure the moment he laid eyes on you. “dude. dude I-..why the fuck is she here.” he asks, turning his back to you and facing his friend. “she knows the wife, they go way back of course she’s gonna be here. you gonna do somethin’?” jan says with a smile. “i’d be stupid not to, do you fucking see her? oh my god,” he’s rock hard as he think of how dolled up you are, and your voice that carries echos in his ears.

“later though, can’t do anything right now. she still hates me because of that shit with mArY,” he says in a mocking tone, rolling his eyes as he plants his hands in his pockets, thinking of how he could get you alone, but god knows it’d be awhile before that, the wedding hadn’t even started yet.

“are you gonna talk to him?” your friend asks you. “should I? I dunno, it’s been forever, but fuck he got so fine..” you look back again, admiring his biceps that damn near busted through his shirt. too small, of course. what a slut. “you only live once babe,” she shrugs as you swallow your punch, trying not to look at him. the thought of even being near him got you wet, you hated it, your body was acting against you, but truthfully, you didn’t know what you wanted.

so he stole glances at you as did you, even as you guys got seated at tables, funnily enough you were..a table away from each other, and jan axel couldn’t stop fucking with him. “imagine how many dicks she’s taken since then. im thinkin like five, six?” “i’d fuckin’ kill em, that’s for sure. i’ll kill any guy that gets near her.” he says, watching you talk to some guy that was seated next to you, noticing your giggling as he sipped from his cup. and you caught it from the corner of your eye, glancing quickly before back to who you were talking to, nervousness flooding your system.

just his look alone has you reminiscing, you knew that look. jealously, he hated when guys flirted with you, hed put hands and feet on any guy that even walked your way and looked at you a certain way, and then he’d fuck you in some alley because he told you not to wear that slutty dress. fuck, I can’t do this.

… … …

so after the wedding, at the after party you stood with a drink, chatting it up with the bride you knew, congratulating her before you slipped out for a smoke, you were stressed out about him being here, wondering if he missed you, if he was thinking of you, if he found someone new.

you stood against your car as you smoked, “didn’t know you had people here,” you jump as he leans onto your car next to you, hands in his pockets. øystein.

“the bride is a childhood friend,” you tried to stay calm as you took a drag, “didn’t know you had people here either,” you look to the side. “grooms my cousin, parents said I had to go since they couldn’t make it.” he says calmly, and you internally roll your eyes, how is he so calm?

he pulls out a cig, grabbing your chin softly and pulling you forward before he connect his cig to yours, your brows furrowed with anger as he looks into your eyes before pulling away and blowing away from your face, looking to the side.

“you have a lot of fucking nerve,” he spits, and you scoff, fire igniting in you again. “I have nerve? are you joking right now??” “you come to my cousins wedding, for what?? support? after you fucking leave me?? don’t tell me you didn’t know I was gonna be here.”

“øystein, are you fucking with me? leave you?? you were cheating on me! and secondly you don’t even leave the fucking house, let alone go to shit like this!” “I wasn’t fucking cheating on you! god you’re still batshit insane,” he sighs, shaking his head and you almost laugh.

“so you mean to tell me that bitch was just resting in your leather, in your office?? what do you think I am!” you take a few steps out of anger. “I kicked her out right after you left! didn’t even know she was there until you said something, and I didn’t know she had my fucking jacket, y’psycho bitch.” he rolls his eyes.

“yknow what-that doesn’t even fucking matter to me anymore, it’s the principle, øystein, the fucking principle. you keep bitches around your place and then treat me like a dummy for fucking saying something.” “well if it makes you feel any better, I got my own place. I don’t talk to mary, and I don’t keep bitches around the shop. ok? o-fucking-kay?”

“whatever.” you scoff, taking a drag of your cig as you tap your heel. you guys cool off in silence, looking to the opposite sides. “you look good. beautiful.” he speaks first, and you almost smile. “I know. your hair got longer, and you look slutty.” you say, and he laughs, your heart thumping out of your chest.

“yeah i’ve heard that a lot, shirts too small, I didn’t try it on I just bought it. I look good slutty though, yknow it. I could say the same for you.”

you raise a brow. “I don’t look slutty.” you shrug, but he steps up to you. “you’re in a see through mini dress at a wedding with no fucking bra,” he’s in your face eye contact going crazy. “not only that but they’re poking through and it barely goes past your ass, you’re begging for it.” begging for me, he thinks.

you take a shuddery breath, trying to distance yourself from him by looking to the side. “they’re hard because it’s cold.” is all you say and he chuckles, rolling his eyes.

“how many guys have you been with since you left me? jan said he’s heard about you.” you giggle, “heard about me?? i’ve..well if we’re getting technical, I haven’t been with anyone. just like seeing guys and shit.” “I didn't say technically, I said how many.” “like..three.”

his eyes widen, “three?? are you fucking serious??” he spits. “what’s the big deal?? we aren’t fucking together, øystein.” “did they fuck you? did you let them fuck you?” “maybe. I should be asking you that, god knows you’ve gained like thirty bodies.”

“I haven’t been with anyone. why would I? i’ve been trying to reach you for fucking months, you’ve got me blacklisted all over town.” he takes a drag before throwing his cig down. “..you haven’t been with anyone?” you ask softly, shocked. “no. I couldn’t, I can’t.” he shook his head. “but you’re just getting plowed by fuckin’ everyone, huh?”

you ignore his comment, “why can’t you?” “wha- why can’t i??” he throws his arms up and lets them fall, hitting his legs. “because I fucking love you, and I miss you, really fucking bad. the thought of even being with another woman makes my chest hurt.” he tries to keep up the angry act but his words are just needy and hurt as he looks into the distance at the reception.

“yeah?” you say, flicking yours down. “yeah. don’t want anyone else. don’t fuckin need anyone else. I miss you.” he sighs, and the desperation in his voice spreads to his face. “miss you more than anything, miss you in my clothes, my bed, I miss your voice I-I miss your laugh, been goin fuckin crazy. surprised I still have hair.” he chuckled, but you just look at him longingly as he continues.

“I love you man. I fuckin love you, and I didn’t mean for that shit to happen, but it won’t happen again, alright? just fucking..” he can’t find the words, “just come home. please baby, let me fix it,” he keeps rambling but you cut it short, smashing your lips onto his and grabbing his face. he moans in the kiss immediately, grabbing your body and holding it close to his.

he grips your ass as he backs you up to your car, trailing and pulling up your leg to his hip, grinding his bulge against you. you gasp in the kiss, and low moan following as you hold the back of his neck, whimpering at the feel of his lips reuniting with yours after so long.

he pulls away and you whine, searching for his lips again. “my van.” he says, and you gasp, “the van,” he grabs your hand and leads you to his car, the backseats already laid down as you climb in with him. he shuts the door and you climb on him, reconnecting lips as you grab at everything can, his arms, shoulder, head, you just want him.

he’s leaned against the window as he finds your pussy, rubbing you eagerly. you moan into the kiss, brows furrowing as he shakes his head. “yer’ so fuckin’ wet baby, missed this so bad, ydont even know,” he huffs as you pull away, scooting back and allowing him to pull your dress up as you unbuckle his pants and get them down, pulling out his hard cock. your heads fog over as you relieve each other of some much needed tension.

his dick is still just as pretty, being away from him for so long made it seem so much greater, thicker. you two eye each other as you stroke him, he’s biting his lip as he watched you scoot down, you ass in the air as you spit on the head of his cock, using the lubricant to speed up before you take him in his mouth and he hisses, throwing his head back and letting out a curse.

god, he missed how you’d deep throat him on the first run, your tongue out as you lick the underside of his cock. it always sent shivers down his spine and his head tipping back, lips parted as a soft shuddery moan leaves him. he’s desperate, you could edge him and he’d be satisfied, as long as it was you.

“ya’ always do me so good baby, fuckin’ perfect.” he breaths. you move fast, moaning each time his tip hits the back of your throat. hes caressing your head, cheeks red as he props his arm behind his head. fuck, he looked so fucking hot. his eyes were closed, so he didn’t see you watching him, but you always did when you went down him, and you’d be stupid not to now.

his hair falling out the clip slightly, making strands on his hair fall onto his chest and his face, and his arms flexed as he held it up to his ear and his chest huffed, they poked out of his shirt. fuck, had he been lifting? your eyes roll back as you lock your lips around his dick, bobbing your head hard. he groans loudly and his back arched upwards, his other hand grabbing at your hair.

“fuck baby,” he groans out, starting to shove you down himself, and you moan again with each hit to the back of your throat. he catches it, “you like it back there, huh? you miss it?” he nods, and with each hard shove of your head you’re nodding your head dumbly, eyes foggy and low with lust.

“fuckin’ know you did, knew you did.” he rasps, shoving you down quicker on him. he plants a foot on the seats and starts fu king into your mouth, he knows he can’t hold on for long, I mean, all he’s been doing for months is fucking his fist to pictures of you he’s kept, or clothes you left that he neglected to wash because he thought of it as you still being in them.

“baby, baby,” he moans desperately, lifting his shirt as your drool pools on his exposed thighs and dress pants. “missed this mouth so much, feel so fucking good baby.” he’s babbling. “been going fucking crazy,” he says but cuts himself off with a strained groan, his teeth clamped together as he cums in your mouth. you hold his arms as you watch is face come down, pulling off and swallowing.

“that was quick, m’sorry,” he pants as you sit up, catching your breath. “s’been awhile, I-I haven’t—” “honey it’s ok,” you say quickly before your lips are on him again, your arm wrapped around his neck. he holds you around his tricep inside of his elbow, you’re moaning in the kiss as he slips his tongue in your mouth, mixed drool all over your guys face.

you reach down to stroke his already rehardening cock, and his breath hitches at the suddenness. you let go of his neck to pull your underwear to the side, repositioning yourself so you were hovering over his dick.

he gasps and pulls away when he feels his tip against your wet hole, eyes shooting open. “baby—gasp—baby,” he breaths, mouth agape. “slow down,” he warns, grabbing the undersides of your thighs to stop you and keep you up, and you whine. “slow down, yknow you can’t do that on your own.” he almost chuckled at how needy you were, grinning as he pants. “yes I can, cmon,” you beg.

“no, you can’t. when have you ever been able to take me on your own?” he sits up on his knees and lays you out on the seats, spreading your legs. “øystein, please,” you plead again, shutting yourself up with a moan as he licks a fat, long strip against your folds, using his fingers to spread your pussy open and take in your taste, groaning and his eyes rolling back.

“yes. yess.” you sigh shakily, back arching in his hands as he glides his hands from under your thighs to holding where the small of your back and hips met, thumbs pressing into your stomach. he’s devouring you quickly, and god have you missed it. sure, in the span of time you’ve been away from him youve had your fair share of eaters, but none of them did you how euronymous did. he ate at you like an animal, like he crafted you on his own just to break you down.

he loved eating you out, hearing your mewls and moans did something terrible to him, they egged him on. his tongue is so deep inside you that it’s hard to think. to breathe. you’re gasping for air as you hold his head down, grinding on his tongue like a dog in heat begging for some sweet relief to the sensation you could feel in your calves. he’s got your legs on his shoulders, you feel his nose bump against your clit each time you grinded on him, high moans leaving you, it was making him flip inside.

lips and tongue tangling themselves with spit as they circle all over you, open mouth kisses causing drool to pool over your cunt and his mouth. face filthy with you, eyes flickering up to catch how your teeth tug on your bottom and release when he bobs his tongue, your brows furrowing and your eyes squeezing shut.

“øystein!” you moan out, shaky gasps coming from you as he digs you out with devotion. “fuck me. pleeease fuck me baby fuck mE,” youre begging through moans, elbows burning as you slide off them and your back connects with the seats, brows hitting your hairline as you tip your head back.

and just when you think he’s had you, he holds your hips down as he slides his fingers in your throbbing cunt, sucking your clit sloppily, moaning to himself. you suck in a breath at the feeling, your legs falling wider as your back arched and you stammer, trying to find words but you sound so stupid it’s almost cute.

“oh god, baby,” you sound like you’re on the verge of tears you’re so desperate to feel his cock in you again, it was like he got better-the span of time lost from each other made you forget just how good he could please you. your lip is quivering as you grind down on his fingers that pump inside you, clawing at the seat fuzz. your moans fall off your tongue involuntarily, filling the van.

“how bad do you want it baby,” you hear from him. it’s low, almost a whisper. he hovers over your heat as he pumps his fingers into you faster, digging into you deeper. after you sputter he smiled against you, his head on your stomach as he watches you through his lashes, so, so cute.

“you’re not gonna listen to me, hm?” he says, it makes you shoot up, propping yourself on your elbows again. “no, nono, I want it, really bad. please baby please,” you whine, pulling him up. he’s grinning as he gets on his knees and meets your face; oh he’s soaking this in. his little crazy ass girlfriend, EX, begging him to fuck her? if he was told this three months ago he’d probably want to fight because he’d think you were fucking with him.

“really bad?” he cooes. “so bad.” you nod, “want you so bad, you look so fucking good and you feel so f-fucking good,” your voice cracks as you unbutton his vest and shirt, running your hands down his chiseled body.

his eyes are almost rolling back as he glided his tongue along his teeth, feeling you kiss his neck and up his jaw. “so fucking sexy,” you whisper before kissing him, it sets him off. he groans low as he kissed back, his tongue slipping past your lips as he pulls his fingers out and grabs hold of your thighs, pushing them up and wide, making you fall onto your back again.

your hands drape down his neck to his boobs as he stroked his leaking cock, “god m’gonna fuck you,” he breaths in your mouth as you caress his slutty little hips. he rubs his tip against your hole, and you gasp in the kiss, “gonna fuck you so fucking good.” he says before pushing his dick inside of you swiftly, and you moan out loudly, nails digging into his hips as he sinks deeper inside of your welcoming walls.

god, he’s stretching you open like no other, yet you’re pulling at his body for him to somehow sink deeper, even though you feel your thighs hit his body as he bottoms out. “you’re so fucking wet,” he whines, planking an arm by your head as he grabs onto your body, pushing your hips up as he moves into you slowly but hard and needy, his brows meeting in the middle as he breaths into the air, watching himself disappear into you.

“oh my god baby, oh my god,” you watch his strokes with him, holding his neck and simultaneously pulling him closer as he speeds up, still giving deep thrusts—your thighs are turning red with the way he’s hitting deep inside you. your breath is so labored, moans coming out as “uh, uh, uh,” as your chest heaved, your doey eyes coming to meet his, crumbling under his equally needy contact, light glimmering in them as his ears ring with your moans.

“fuck i missed you,” you sigh, holding his cheek now. his face sinks into your hand, brows furrowing as his eyes close, lips parted just slightly as he listens to you. “missed you so bad, y’feel so fucking good,” you whine watching his lip quiver. “we’re they better?” he whispers as his nose ghosts yours. your brows furrow in confusion, trying to register who he meant.

“the guys you were with.” he pants, “we’re they better? did they do you better?” he asks. your heart almost crumbles, you didn’t strike øystein to be the insecure type. “no baby, no,” you coo, and your hands reach up to the back of his head, holding him closer, his head in your neck now, and he’s almost whining as he gently presses the weight of his chest against yours.

“not at all, never ever, no one fucks me like you,” and you were telling the truth, he might not’ve been your first body but he was your best, and he fucks you with such love and devotion, like you’d been married for years on years. “you’re so good baby,” you praise, “they weren’t even fuckin close,” you say breathily, wrapping your arms around him tighter, feeling your knot grow. he always always knew how to find your sweet spot so quick, he knew your body like the back of his hand, even after all this time.

“they couldn’t make me cum, actually,” you giggle. “didn’t make you cum? all of em?” “no, n-no,” you whine, cringing at the memories. “not once. and they didn’t eat it like you,” your mouth parts in a silent moan as he rocks in you slowly, prodding that sweet spot in a way he knew drove you crazy, giving you little love taps that left you unsatisfied.

“they-..” you cut yourself with a whine as you legs latch onto his body, trying to push him deeper into you to prod that spot more, but he resisted, he wanted to hear all you had to say. “were so bad, didn’t know how to..find it like you do, or touch me like you do :(” “oh i bet,” he kisses your cheek softly as he watches you speak, and you could feel his eyes on you lovingly even though yours were closed.

“and they just-oh fuck me, please fuck me baby,” you sob, your back coming off the seat as you feel your orgasm approaching. he pouts out of love, she’s so cute. he can’t resist you, especially after being gone for so long. your chest is heaving as he wraps his arm under you and pulls you closer, digging in you and kissing your cervix just how you like it, making you moan out.

“oh fuck baby! fuck you remember, yes right there, don’t fucking stop s’right there,” you’re babbling, your nails digging in his back and the back of his head again, red lines marking the skin. he put his ear closed to your mouth, he loves how loud you can get when he’s balls deep in you like this, head absolutely vacant, latching onto him like a little koala.

“right here mama?” he taunts, “hm? y’gonna cum?” his lips are against your cheek as your mouth hangs open and you’re brows furrow, eyes shut as tears threaten to fall. he’s got you so hypnotized right now you can’t even moan, too focused on how fucking good he felt. “look at me n’ answer me baby, you know better.” he commands in a coo, cupping your cheeks and shaking you gently. he knew how stupid you got when he had you like this, you just needed the push.

“yes daddy, m’gonna cum, gonna fucking cum,” you whine as his brows shoot up, he didn’t think you’d call him that, let alone remember. he feels his balls tighten as he continues to listen to you, your doey eyes staring into his. “oh you’re such a good girl, my good girl, you missed daddy this bad?” hes pounding into you, cheeks pink as he rests his head in your neck, smiling.

“yes sir, couldn’t stop thinkin-yer’ so fucking good, fuck you’re so good, fuck, fuck?” you moan high with a voice crack as you squeeze your eyes shut, holding his head close to you as your nails redden his back, cute little streaks residing along his freckled frame (personal hc :3). he loved you like this, all dazed and confused because he was just making you feel so good you couldn’t comprehend it.

your eyes roll back as you let out loud shuddery moans, trying to catch your breath that you sobbed over as you squeeze his cock, your orgasm hitting you so hard you think you see stars. “my fucking god øystein, øystein! aw!!” you moan out, ducking your face near his ear, toes curling and calves shaking. “breath baby breath,” he whispers, kissing your shoulder, “I gotchu, yknow I gotchu, daddys gotcha.” he coos, holding your arching back.

“daddy m’cumming, fuck i’m cumming, don’t stop, keep going,” you cry out, hearing the plap plap plap as your slick coats his dick, a feeling you longed to feel again for months. “not stoppin sugar, trust that,” he pants, hands on the side of your head as he lifts up, head titled as he watched you grab his bare forearm, trying to ground yourself as he rocks you through a much needed orgasm.

“not fucking stoppin,” he repeats in a whisper, strands of hair sticking to his sweaty neck and forehead as he hovers over you, mouth agape in a pant as he scans your body, taking in everything’s he’s missed, from your stretch marks, to your little belly tramp stamp he loves, to your tiny fingers that always hold onto him so you don’t float off the earth, to your sweat stained neck.

“fuckin perfect,” he rasps. he runs the back of his hands down your cheek and your jaw, you whimper and lean into his touch as his knuckles kiss you before his finger moves down to your collarbone, tracing its shape before moving it up to your pretty neck, taping your throat slightly. he used to be your necklace, his huge, callused hands squeezing you and jerking you however he wanted, pulling you in for a kiss, or just holding you down when he fucks an attitude out of you.

he bits his lip harder and groans at the memory, brows furrowing in pleasure as he grabs your neck again, hearing you squeak and watching your lips part as you grab at his wrist weakly. his free hand is pushing down on your shoulder as he slams his cock in you, eyes low and fogged over. his cock jumps at your high and surprised moan if his name, head tilting as he looks at you like he’s in a trance.

“never gonna fuckin loose you again,” he moans, staring into your eyes. “never ever. my girl, my fucking girl.” his voice shakes a little and his eyes rolls back, head tipping back and face contorting as he feels his orgasm approach. “my god baby, my god, just so fuckin perfect for me, built for me,” he’s yapping on, straight babbling as he squeezes his neck.

“s’why no one else can make you cum. fuckin made you, ure mine, all mine, no one else’s, no one does you like me, n’no one does me like you,” he gasps, his abs tightening. “just us, babyboy,” you say softly, a small smile on your face as he sucks in a shuddery breath. “you baby, oh you, fucking you.” he moans, not even sure what he’s saying, he just…you do something to him.

“god im cumming, gonna fucking cum in you, yeah?” he breath before he lets out a breath, head shooting down to watch his cock continuously disappear in you as he cums in you, a shuddery breath leaving him each time he ruts into you. “only need you, love you so much,” he’s still rutting inside you as he leans down, his hand holding your head as he kisses you, and you both moan at the contact, your shaky hands coming up to hold his hot face.

he stills inside you as you continue to kiss, now laying on your sides as his cum leaks out of you. “baby,” you pant. “pull out.” you say, and you both share a little laughs as he pulls away, holding your leg and scooting out of you, sitting up on his side as he looks down at you, you two sharing little smiles. “please give me another chance, i’ll be better, swear.” he pants as you sit up, stretching.

“just..just one.” you sit on your feet as you rub his shoulders, “and I don’t wanna see that bitch, or any bitch at the shop again.” you say and he nods, fighting back a laugh. “yes ma’am.” he pecks your lips as you crawl into his lap, his hands immediately finding your body.

“did they really not make you cum?” he asks, making you giggle. “yeah, they were really bad. you know my body best.” you take his hair out of the clip, allowing it to fall dow. his shoulders and chest, biting your lip. “missed this so bad, you’re such a pretty girl.” you taunt. “jan called me a lesbian when I put the clip in, even though he’s the one who made me wear it. it’s itchy.” he says and makes you laugh, nodding.

“oh yeah, it’s cute but with a price, that’s just girl world.” you smile. your hands run down his arms, groping him. “n’ you got so big, you been workin’ out? who the fuck you tryna look good for?” “you.” he chuckles. “figured if you saw how good I looked you’d want me back, did it work?” he joked as he flex’s his right arm in the air.

“oh yeah, I love it. even more handsome, n’ your mustache is coming back,” you kiss around his mouth, “feel like a cat in heat. can’t stop starin.” you kiss him, which turns to making out again, “we’ve been gone for a minute,” he says, even though he feels himself reharden. “they’re probably wondering where we are.” he whispers, knowing you’re far from caring at this point.

“only been like-an hour,” you say back, “just one more time,” he say, and you’re sliding down onto his cock before he can register it, a breathy “oh my god” coming from him, his arms immediately latching around you again and bouncing you on his cock, stopping you and letting him manhandle you, bear hugging his body as your lips stay on his and your hands run through his hair.

he bites his lip at the contact and leans his body back onto the seat, hands tight around your hips as he rocks you on him, eyes coming to a close as your guys shared breath take up the silence of the car. all the windows are fogging again as you plant your hands on his abs, eyes scanning his body he worked so hard on.

“you’re fucking perfect, øystein.” you correct and watch his face contort as he whines, cheeks going pink. “did it for you, everything’s for you,” he pants, thumbs caressing your stomach. “you look so beautiful right now, just like this, missed being on top,” you ramble, and you know he’s sinking into this feelings.

“fucking hate everyone but you. kay? you’re all mine.” you breath, your sudden possessiveness has his head fogging over, so flustered he’s wanting to hide his redding face. “all mine, I was stupid, okay? I said it, I just fucking love you, n’i can’t let anyone have you. ever, never ever, ever.” he nods, biting his lip as his chest puffs with eaxh breath.

“my beautiful boyfriend, so fucking handsome. used to wanna rip my hair out when i’d hear bitches talk about you, especially that mary girl.” you rasp, bowing your head in embarrassment as your hands creep up his collarbone. he bites his lip, “keep goin baby, let it out.” “and..fuck she eye fucked you all the time, always touching you, don’t know how you didn’t know..” you whimper.

you lean down and reconnect his lips, pulling his hair back which makes him moan, holding you close. although it wasn’t the time nor place to get so vulnerable, this had been eating you for months. “doesn’t matter though, cuz you’re all fuckin’ mine. yeah daddy? answer me, ya belong to me right?”

he nods, “all yours sugar, don’t worry. god you’re gonna make me cum sweetness, keep going,” he sighs, throwing his head back, his nails digging into your hip. “sweet thing, sweetest girl in the world, make me fuckin’ cum, lemme have it, let daddy have it.” he breathes, chest heaving.

“cum in me baby, cum for me, fuckin deserve it. look at you, sexiest thing in the world, huh?” you smile, hearing him strain a groan as he continues to shove you down on his length. “give it to me daddy, make me yours again,” and with that he’s groaning out, that sends him over. heavy pants echoing the van as he holds you close to his chest and turns you on the side again as he fills you up once more, mouth open as he pants and you smile up at him, caressing his cheek.

“make me yours again.” replays in his head before he opens his eyes, wrapping his arms around you and burying his face in your neck. “that was so quick, m’sorry, but you got me so worked up..” he shakes his head. “s’ok honey, we..we do gotta get back though.” you frown, and so does he as he pulls out and sits up with you, kissing your sweaty forhead.

… … …

bonus!

you and øystein walk back into the after party, seeing his friend and your roommate sitting together at a table wit drinks in his hand. you guys walk hand in hand to the table, sitting next to each other, both smiling. “oh look who decided to come back!” she says, and you giggle. “told you they were fuckin together, I walked out to go to the car for a smoke and it was fucking rocking.” jan axel groans and shakes his head, sipping his drink.

“yeah we..we had to do some making up.” you smile, and it was obvious what kind of making up you meant. you had bruises on your thighs, mascara smeared around your eyes and hickeys littering your neck while his hair was let down, clip out of sight along with his tie, his neck mirroring yours as his cheeks still lay pink, just a small smile on his face.

andddd fin!!! GOD i LOVEDDDD this one, I put so much into this one, thank u sm again anon. mwah, mwah mwah!! love u so much and I hope u enjoyed <3

taglist: @vanlisbon @sugarinte @monkeyfart @444rockstargf @bambi-horror @u1trear0tic @auggiethecreator @bluemercy2 @lankysimp @wonkinoo

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #euronymous smut #x black reader #lords of chaos #euronymous #lords of chaos smut #eurory prompt

[jaidens]

I Could See You In Your Suit And Your Necktie – Pass Me A Note Saying, "Meet me tonight"

pairing [s] : aaron hotchner x fem!reader

warning [s] : smutttyyyy | he's my daddy idec | just absolutely disgusting and unholy | younger reader with salt and pepper hotchy | I don't even know.. all I know is it's big | wrap it before you tap it irl! | some of this stuff Hotch does is illegal on the road, don't do it in real life queens. | i didn't know how to finish it tbh 😭

a/n [s] : for all my hotch girlies.. me too girls. (requests are open)

It was extremely and completely unprofessional for the current actions that were happening. That was all that was running through Aaron's mind whenever he watches the way you tug off the tight button up t-shirt. If anyone found out about the relationship with his team member and the unit-chief he would surely have been fired. However the way you slowly unbuttoned his pants and bit your lip, he would have been gladly fired for you.

It's down right awful the way he lets you pull him apart with your manicured nails and messy hair. It all started with a singular look and a “Yes sir, I'm coming” when he called you into his office. He only needed to ask you a couple questions about a recent incident on the field whenever you grabbed his thigh by accident. However when you walked in, all was left out the door as you flapped your eyelashes.

The professionalism of the situation was wrong, and he could be easily kicked out for taking advantage of his power. The way your lips taste and feel against his makes everything fall apart. He knows nothing further can happen in the office, but he knows that his bedroom and a glass of wine can finish everything.

“Didn’t you have a question for me, sir?” Is all you say when you pull away from his lips. His tie is pulled loose and his lips are a dark pink. “When you—god, touched my thigh on the Craner case. What did that mean? I've been thinking about you since that day. It's like, fuck, I'm an addict for you, baby.” The way the curse and pet name slides out of his mouth like he's always called you that is addicting for you.

“I’ve been thinking about you too sir. Every night before bed.” You whisper in his ear, rilling him up further. Your hips grind against his as you connect his lips to yours again. His hands fall to your ass, massaging gently. “Well. I still have paperwork sir. I'll see you tomorrow.” You push off of him and he writes something on a piece of paper, rips it off, and hands it to you. “Goodbye agent.”

You can't help but smile at him and wave your fingers at him. The strong and broody man grips his own once further and slams his fist against the wooden desk. His tie is loose and you can see the soft mark of your lipstick that rubbed against the white collar. Aaron's normally slicked hair is messy and fluffed against his face.

The paper sits in your hand and you can feel it burning in your back pocket of your black slacks. Whenever you get to your desk, you sit down and you can feel Emily's eyes staring a hole in your head. You turn to look at her and she leans in, “Your lipstick is all over your mouth, and you just went into Hotch’s office. What happened? Are you guys.. y'know...” She makes a motion with her hands that makes you laugh. “Oh my gosh, Em, I just ran my hand down my face. Me and Hotch are not doing anything.” You wink at her and see her mouth drop open. “I totally knew y'all were doing something. Don't think I haven't seen you guys under the tables.”

You shake her off and continue your work as Aaron emerges from his office. He fixed himself up and somehow covered his pink marked collar. “Agents,” He addresses all of you, “You are being allowed to go home early.” You hear a couple cheers and you smile at him and grab your stuff. “I need to get to the station earlier. Recently, the subways have been coming so much earlier.”

You give a hug to Jennifer and Emily before walking away with Spencer. “How has your mom been, Spence?” You ask, holding small talk with him. “Thank you for asking. I called yesterday and the nurses said she's been improving.” He tells you as he presses the elevator button, suddenly Aaron appears behind you, hand slightly touching your lower back.

“That’s great Spencer. I'm glad she's doing better.” Aaron is standing in front of your Spencer as he presses the floor to the parking garage. “Me and Spencer are going to the main entrance. Level one please.” He presses the ‘1’ button and he turns around and stares at you and Spencer. Aaron leans into your ear and tells you dangerously: “Agent Reid is going to the entrance. I'm taking you home tonight.”

It makes you swallow the anxious feeling in your throat and you nod. Aaron straightens back up, fixing his tie. Spencer has subconsciously pushed away into the wall whenever you and Aaron walk out of the elevator and leave him alone. “Bye Spencer! I'll see you tomorrow.” You wave at him and he waves back and gives you a ‘good luck’ look. Spencer had been the only one to find out about your relationship.

He found out after he accidentally walked in the wrong hallway at the wrong time. Spencer was sworn to secrecy by him after you threatened to tell people about his Star Trek boxers. You and Spencer were considered the best friends of the team, other than him and Derek. You had been around the same age and both grew up in California.

“Why the hell would you do that in front of Spencer?” You push away from Aaron’s hands. His eyebrows furrow and he raises an eyebrow. “Excuse me? Get in the car.” His arms cross over his chest and you see the way his suit tightens around his thick arms and the way he can't be bothered with you. It's enthralling and you almost jump into the car.

Aaron's car is sleek with black leather seats and a clean brown etching throughout. He has some soccer stuff in the back seats for Jack, but if anything it's extremely clean for a single father and a five-year old son. Your hand caresses the slick marble look of the Cadillac. Aaron opens the door to the car and turns it on. He puts his case in the back of the car. His head throws back to the seat and he adjusts his hips. Aaron's thick hands pull at his tie and loosen it. You're admiring the older man and the way he looks heavenly in the lights of the car.

Your hands fall to your thighs and you slowly squeeze them to let out your feelings from your face. His hand goes to your thigh and slides into your inner thigh and his thumb rubs gently. He can't dare to turn the radio on to take away the thick silence that wraps around your heads. You're desperately trying not to look at where his hand is as you feel his pinky finger slowly inch to just where you want him.

His name falls from your lips like poison, and Aaron wants all of it.

“Stop teasing Aaron— please touch me..” You stare up at him when his fingers caress the seam on your tight slacks. You open your legs further, and you look over and he doesn't even dare to rip his eyes from the road. His hand pushes away to the waistband of your pants. You unbutton and tug down your pants. He looks over for a second and sees the soft pink underwear you decided to wear that day.

Aaron plays with the small bow on the panties, his hand running across the waistband once more. Eventually, his hand slides in, and he falls to the most sensitive part. Small figure eights he draws on your clit as you mewl out to him. Your hips slide to the feeling and you grab onto his other hand. You can't understand how he has no reaction, and continues stares with a straight face at the empty road in front of him.

Aaron begins to finger you, only one finger inside before he adds another. Your hips grind against his hand and the pleasure almost becomes overwhelming, with the movement in your clit and him fingering you. The thick coil in your stomach is on the edge of snapping as your hips start to push instead of grinding against his hand. “I—I’m gonna cum!” You mumble out and before you know it, you cum with a snap of your hits and a cry.

“Good girl.” Hotch tells you, that voice that can make you cum just from the sound coming out. It's gravely and makes you feel warm everywhere, if you weren't already. Eventually, he pulls into his first class neighborhood, something he had worked for. The neighborhoods where houses have fountains and decorative trees surrounding.

The sleek black car pulls into his house, the garage door opening and letting him in. He shuts the car off and opens your door. Aaron lifts you in his arms, wedding bride style, and takes you inside his house. It's extravagant with huge chandeliers and tall walls and ceilings. He sets you down in the large kitchen island, your ass hitting the cold marble.

His hands reach up your white button and slowly massage your breasts through the lacy draw you decided to wear that day. Your head drops against his shoulder and you kiss gently against his neck. “I want you to fuck me, Aaron.” You tell him staring into his eyes through your eyelashes, pulling on his tie. Aaron lets out a groan and he picks you up on your thighs.

Aaron takes you to his bedroom and you swear it's bigger than your apartment. The bed is king-sized, and only takes up a small part of the room. He practically throws you against the bed, and you bounce on it, before he throws your thighs open. God, you may be strong, but he's making your muscles soft and your thighs shake.

You sit up and unbuckle the belt on his pants and unbuttone his pants and shrug them down. He's big, the tent in his pants is bigger than anything else you've seen. Maybe the 20 year olds you've hooked up before are just not the right ones, but Aaron was girthy. You pull his underwear down and his cock flings out, and you can't help but let your mouth open up.

You let your hand run up and down on his dick, rubbing his tip with your thumb. You spit in your hand, and jerk him off more, sucking softly on his top once more and licking off the precum. Aaron's hand goes to the back of your head, holding you against his dick. You mumble out once more whenever you fly up to kiss his lips and say: “I need you to fuck me now, I've already said it.”

He pushes you down against the pillows and jerks himself off a little more before opening your thighs. Aaron puts his dick in the right place and slides into you, and you cry out as he bottoms out against you. Your arms go around his neck and grab on before he slowly moves in and out. You cry out his name once he starts moving quicker, finding the pace that made you cry out the most and scratch your nails against his back.

“So good! Please Aaron, harder!” You and Aaron are clashing hips, the sound of your body hitting against each other is all you hear. He pulls your legs up on your shoulders, readjusting you until it's comfortable, and he fucks you harder than he already was. You're crying out his name as you cum and the stickiness falls throughout your body and hits the bed, but rubs against your hips and ass.

Aaron cums a few minutes later, with a groan into your neck. You're holding onto each other while your chests fall up and down in an attempt to catch your breath. “Fuck— that was amazing.” Is all you can say, and Aaron agrees. He clasps his lips against yours and you clash lips dangerously. He falls against you and you hold onto each other. Your eyes become heavy with sleep after the wild night and you fall asleep against his shoulder.

#aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotch hotchner #aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotch imagine #aaron hotchner smut #aaron hotch smut #criminal minds smut #aaron hotchner x you #aaron hotchner x female reader #aaron hotch x you #aaron hotch x fem!reader #aaron hotchner x fem!reader smut #aaron hotchner x fem!reader

[altf4d3lete]

Episode One this is single-handedly bringing back my obsession even though it never left

- its 2022. Why is everyone freaked out bc a girl wears all black. Like people do that on a daily basis nowadays

- PUGSLEY POOR GUY :(

- “I want names” didn’t you JUST see them walking away from the locker

- Stop shoving him in a locker tied up is actually so mean wtf

- I see people use this piranha scene as justification that she’d be okay with murder, but really it’s justification that she wouldn’t be okay with people hurting her friends and those she cares about AT ALL. She’s trying to KILL these guys just for bullying their brother. Imagine what she’d do to Tyler for hurting Eugene and Enid.

- The intro is SO fucking cool

- Emma was so far down on the list of actors and now my girl is #3 behind Jenna and buscemi. She’s a main character now B)

- If I were Wednesday I’d be pissed too. I CANT with the parents. Like I love you but RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER 😭

- It’s five minutes in and I have so many notes

- Have to say again with the “terrible, they’d know I didn’t get the job done” that Wednesday is MORBID, not okay with murder unless she deems the person deserves it

- Ergh there is clearly so much discrimination against outcasts

- Weems and morticia r lowkey giving homoerotic rivalry…

- I FORGOT HOW FUNNY WEDNESDAY IS

- I genuinely can’t even like… I CANT WHY DID WEEMS PAIR HER WITH ENID 😭

- Guys Enid is SO cute holy fuck. She is UNPHASED bro, she’s just so excited to have a roommate she’s so cute I’m sobbing. She just wanted to accept Wednesday.

- YALL WHEN THEYRE WALKING DOWN THE STEPS WEDNESDAY LITERALLY GRAVITATES TOWARDS ENID. LITERALLY RUNS INTO HER

- Wednesday just lies about killing two kids to Enid and Enid just moved on like nothing happened.

- Also HELLO? THEIR BANTER? Enid takes NO shit 😭

- Hmm part of me wonders if those wolves howling were making fun of Enid.

- They’re literally leaning into each other wha

- “You better watch your back” and Wednesday is behind her that’s so funny

- How do you go from “cute but clueless” to “obsessed” enjax was lowkey forced whereas wenclair had chemistry from the beginning

- AW PUGSLEY HES SO CUTE

- Wednesday being a housewife will NEVER make sense

- I know people hate the relationship between Wednesday and morticia but it’s very realistic. You can easily tell they still love each other despite the harsh words.

- YEESH THE HYDE TORE HIM APART (I think this works with my theory that the more Tyler is aware of the Hyde, the more controlled his attacks get. Which also means that he knew what he was doing when he killed Kinbott, leaving her alive to taste her fear. And he knew what he was doing in the forest when he tried to kill Wednesday and nearly attacked his father)

- WENCLAIR FIGHT THEYRE SO FUNNY TOGETHER THEY ARGUE LIKE AN OLD COUPLE

- when did Wednesday check out enid’s blog. How and why.

- THE LITTLE SCOFF BEFORE “you mean emojis?”

- Enid huffing is crazy girly is ANGRY

- The way they just stare each other down is crazy wenclair is SO full of banter I forgot how hilarious they are

- ENID SIDE EYES WEDNESDAY SO MUCH

- Bianca lowkey eating everyone up…

- Bianca is so aggressive in her fighting style, whereas Wednesday is precise. It’s really cool

- THE GASPING IN THE BACKGROUND AFTER “let’s see if you bleed in black and white.”

- Xavier scoffs so much in this show and every time he does it lowkey makes me hate him more

- “No good deed goes unpunished” okay elphaba

- Girly was smiling when she was about to die.

- DUDE WHY WAS XAVIER LEANING OVER HER? WHO DOES THAT? JUST SIT DOWN NEXT TO HER.

- “Call it instinct” shut up actually

- Bro she had NO clue who Xavier was 😭

- It bothers me that ppl think she cared Xavier was in the coffin. She just wanted to see the godmother come back to life fr

- THING HAHA MY FAV

- I would be flabbergasted if my therapist read the equivalent of my journal before our sessions. She never should have been sent that.

- Ergh Tyler…

- The deep voice lowkey sounds really forced, idk what it is about Tyler’s voice but it bugs me. I think it’s the way his lines always kinda have the same delivery.

- Twenty bucks when he probably makes that in like half a day of work 😭

- The pilgrims look like such dorks bro who are they tryna scare 💀

- Why are they asking her if she’s “been with a normie” that’s so weird

- “THIS LITTLE THING TOOK DOWN THREE BOYS???” HELP

- Her playing with the necklace means everything to me

- Damn the hiker was the third victim

- The sheet music doesn’t match what she was playing but that doesn’t rly matter

- Love that enid went from disgusted to things bff

- Their roof scene is so meaningful to me. They work so well together. Enid doesn’t need anyone but Wednesday and Wednesday doesn’t need anyone but Enid. Enid teaches her how to relate to others and feel empathy and Wednesday teaches Enid to unapologetically be herself.

- Nero :(

- Them bonding is so cute 😭 this is rekindling my obsession

- Notice the immediate disrespect from Tyler but Enid gets close with thing so quickly

- Damn Enid is suspicious. Bro has some killer instincts

- “Hint taken” and Xavier proceeds to KEEP talking to her

- So Wednesday gives Tyler a time and place and you’re telling me it’s just a coincidence that those three pilgrims show up at that exact time at place? Literally there WAITING? No way. Tyler had to have told them, sorry about it.

- I lowkey feel bad for Weems. She’s a little controversial but she was just trying to do her best for nevermore

- Nah man that was an absolute ploy. There’s no way they just happened to know where to be. Tyler was trying to keep her from leaving. He already knew who she was by then and that they needed her.

- Rowan was so conflicted he didn’t deserve to die. He was just trying to protect people

- The way she scrambled over to him even after he tried to kill her :(

- YALL I LOVE THIS SHOW WTF 😭

#wednesday #netflix #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wenclair #wednesday series #wednesday netflix #tyler galpin #xavier thorpe #bianca barclay

[the1975attheirverybest]

A/N: sorry about the delay. Todays been hectic. This is day one of promptober

Prompt: meet cute

Warnings: none

——

“Jesus- fuck!! Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Matty hissed, reflexively pulling his hand away, and dropping the remainder of the half empty coffee cup that had not spilled all over him in a splat against the pavement. He leaned against the car, his coffee-soaked gym clothes adhering to his skin.

“Good morning- umm, you need some help?”

He heard a bright voice from behind him and instantly make an effort to put on a smile before turning around. He’d assumed the young lady with the hefty-looking tote bag hanging off her shoulder was a fan. Probably coming over to ask for a quick selfie or an autograph before she’d caught him cursing under his breath. He never wanted his mood or mental state to ever taint a fans experience of him or rub off on anyone else. So, with open arms and deep breaths, he approached her, ready to put aside his troubles and be present in the moment.

“No, I’m just English, and…it’s October. Los Angeles weather makes no sense to me, and-“ when she looked puzzled, stepping away as he got closer, Matty realized she had no idea who he was. “Oh, god. Sorry. I’m a fuckin idiot, aren’t I?”

“I…don’t know you well enough to answer that.” She laughed. “But it does seem like you’re having a morning.”

“It’s just that I’ve rented this car. And it won’t turn on. And I went to pull out my phone, you know, to call the agency but- the coffee shop over there was out of lids, and-“ he gestured vaguely in the air.

She nodded along sympathetically. “Sounds awful; I’m sorry.”

“Thanks.”

“Well, I’ve got…hmm” she glance down at her phone, “fifty minutes. Okay that’s not bad. Let me help you out.”

“You don’t have to. It’s fine I’ll call someone and-“

“I’ve got somewhere you can get cleaned up and I know a guy who’s good with cars. C’mon.” She began walking up the street, taking for granted that Matty would follow her. So, he did.

***

“Let me- umm- help” Matty attempted to hold her tote bag for her as she wrangled her key into the door, but he was too late. She’d pried it open and walked inside.

“Welcome to my humble business.” She announced, feeling around the wall for the light switch. “We don’t behind open for another 45 minutes so please shut the door behind you.”

Matty made sure the “closed” sign was facing outwards before pushing the door shut.

“Alright, let’s see the damage that we’re working with here.” Her eyebrows raised, her head nodding towards his t shirt.

He pulled it over his head, slowly revealing his toned, tattooed torso. She couldn’t help but let her eyes linger for a moment, blushing involuntarily. He was beautiful.

“Thank you for this.” He muttered awkwardly.

“You bet.”

***

She’d finally emerged from the kitchen area of her bakery, smiling as she watched Matty pace around the room nervously. “You can sit down, you know.” She pointed towards one of the serving tables that still hand the chairs hanging upside-down from. “So, I have your t shirt soaking for a bit. I’ll dry it near the oven when it’s ready. But here you go. This is the car guy.”

“Thank you, really. You didn’t have to do all this.” Matty lowered a chair off the table, sinking into it and dialing the number she’d given him.

“Can I get you anything while you wait?”

Matty smiled, genuinely, for the first time this morning. “I could use some coffee actually. You know, one that isn’t being absorbed through the skin of my chest.”

She giggled. “How do you take your coffee? We’ve got fall flavors if you’d like a pumpkin spice.”

Matty rolled his eyes.

“Oh are you one of those men? You think pumpkin spice is girlie or gay or something? Lemme guess….you take your coffee black? Alright, grinch. One black coffee coming right up.”

By the time that she’d brought out his beverage, Matty had finished making his phone call.

“Here you go, sir.”

“Thank you- the grinch is for Christmas by the way. This is autumn.”

She giggled. “Whatever you say, grinch.”

“I never said I hate pumpkin spice.” Matty was on the defensive now. “I love it! It’s just- LA feels like summer. This…is not pumpkin spice weather. Feels wrong.”

“Okay so, you’re English. You hate LA. You…do jiujitsu- your stained shirt? It had the name of a martial arts academy printed on it - what else? You’re not actor are you?”

Matty sipped on his coffee. “Not an actor, no.”

“Thought so. You don’t look like one.”

Matty’s brows furrowed, he set down his coffee mug, resting his elbows on the table as he leaned in. “What’s that supposed to mean? Should I be offended?”

She chuckled, throwing her head back. “No. Trust me. You don’t wanna look like an actor in LA. They’re all over the place.”

“And you? Pumpkin spice is your full time job?” Matty winced at his own words. “Sorry that came out wrong. I’m a nice person, i promise. It’s the heat!”

She shook her head, smiling. “I’m really passionate about pumpkin spice.” She glanced down at her phone, then at the block-long line forming outside.

“Fuck! Oh shoot, shoot, shoot!!!” She jumped to her feet, rushing into the kitchen. “Unlock that door and let people in, would you?”

***

A shirtless Matty had found himself the host of LA’s finest caffeine- deprived bakery customers, eventually settling into his role by finding an apron to cover his nipples with, and working the cash register.

“Thank you for coming, enjoy that muffin, Pamela.” He smiled as the ancient lady with the cane eyed him from head to toes, winking at his biceps. “Watch your step now. Don’t want you falling. You’ve had enough knee surgeries for your age.”

He walked away from the counter once the first morning rush had died down, going into the kitchen. “I don’t think the scones are selling too well. Should I- I think we could start giving some away. With a purchase of large sized beverages.”

She stared at him, her mouth agape. It was difficult to focus on being dumbfounded by him when all she could think about is how beautiful his hair was, and how tightly that apron wrapped around him.

“I’m Matty, by the way.” He stuck his hand out for a handshake.

“Hmm?”

“Don’t think we’ve been properly introduced- like, officially.”

***

“Here you go. T shirt is now coffee free. And wearable again.”

“Sick!”

To her great disappointment, he undid the apron, pulling it off his body and replacing it with his original t shirt.

“Thanks for helping out. I feel bad though. Cuz, like, you could’ve been out there. Dealing with your car situation.”

“Oh, my car was fixed hours ago.”

#promptober75 #matty healy fanfiction #matty healy fluff #matty healy fic #matty healy writing #matty healy one shot #matty healy oneshot #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you #matty healy x y/n

[joelswritingmistress]

You Scare Me, Professor: Chapter 17

Summary: The reader is taking graduate classes at a local university in the wooded upstate New York. She is drawn to her professor, Dr. Joel Miller, though she is also inherently aware that he has something dark about him that she can't quite put her finger on. As the reader's attraction grows deeper, she has to decide whether to endure the danger or run away as fast as possible. 

Trigger Warning: Brief mention of S.A.

Pairing: Professor Joel Miller x f!reader 

Dr. Miller didn’t need a single direction to my home. I began saying take a left here, or a right there and he eventually just chuckled to himself. It was as if he had taken the route countless times, and I suddenly wondered if he had. If I wasn’t so wholeheartedly into him, I would have been properly freaked out. But I wasn’t. At all.

“What am I going to tell Tori?” I asked Dr. Miller as we pulled into the driveway of my home. I knew that him being my professor was taboo and completely frowned upon. Even my friend couldn’t know, at least at the moment.

He popped the driver’s side door open nonchalantly and winked. “I’m just.. Joel. The guy you’re seeing.”

“Just Joel?” I gave a hearty laugh. “Just Joel..” I shook my head now, still smiling and internally wanting to make a Barbie movie reference. 

Dr. Miller laughed lightly. “I’m a businessman taking a business course at Woodbridge at night. We met after class, went for a drink and we hit it off.”

“That’s the story?”

“That’s the story.” He nodded, still grinning as if it were a game. “Now, come on.”

I exited the vehicle when his door clicked shut as he got out and walked side-by-side with him up the short walkway.

My heart raced. I wanted to talk about guys with Tori, particularly this guy. But having to lie on the spot to my friend, even just the smallest of details on how we met, had me on edge. I wasn’t particularly used to lying.

When I wandered in through the front door, my roommate was sitting on the couch with a remote in her hand and a bag of chips on her lap.

“Hey,” she greeted, “Work was a bitch today and..” Tori stopped mid sentence, “Oh..” Her eyes looked Dr. Miller up and down and she froze. “Hello.”

“Tori, this is Joel.” It still felt awkward for me to call him that. It was both a problem and a turn-on. I didn’t waste time worrying about it right then.

“Hi, Joel.” She was awe-struck for a moment and just stared at this older, well-put together man before her.

“It’s nice to meet you.” He extended an arm as he crossed the room to greet her.

Tori rose to her feet and shook his hand, side-eying me as she did for just a half-a-second. “Nice to meet you, too.” She couldn’t keep a smile from creeping on her face and Dr. Miller looked between the two of us as we exchanged a truly girly laugh - in cliche fashion.

“Do you have a bathroom I could use?” He asked. I knew he was giving us a window to talk to one another and so I directed him around the corner.

“Thank you.”

Immediately, as the door closed, Tori grabbed my arm, smiling bigger than I had ever seen her do.

“Um.. what the actual fuck.” She laughed, and basically whisper-shouted at me. “Who the fuck is Joel?”

“Shh..” I laughed with her, “He’s.. a guy.”

“A guy?” Her eyes wandered toward the doorway he’d just walked through to leave the room. “Lady, that is a man. That is a hot man. I don’t even know where to start with my questions.” She fanned herself, “Is that where you’ve disappeared these past few days?”

I nodded. “It’s new. I’m.. feeling it out.”

“Feeling him out is more like it, you whore.”

I laughed out loud and flicked her arm.

“Am I wrong?” she asked.

“No, you’re not wrong.” I laughed still, “I have so much to tell you.” A part of me suddenly felt guilty for leaving so abruptly again. “I think I’m going back to his house again. Is that… is that okay?”

“Is that okay?” Tori fanned herself again, “Number one, I’m not your mom or your babysitter. Number two, that man is sex on legs, girl. I can tell. Go get it. Besides, I’ve had my usual company here.” She spoke of the guy, Derek, she had been seeing and wandered toward the window, pushing the curtains aside. “And he drives a Mercedes? A fucking Mercedes!”

“I will tell you everything,” I promised.

“Yes, you will.” She smiled, “How’d you meet him?”

“He was taking a business class at Woodbridge. We bumped into each other one night and ended up talking, went out for a drink.” I shrugged, going along with the fake story that Dr. Miller had created.

“Wow. You sure he’s not a professor?” She was joking, but I froze for just a second before beginning to chuckle.

“Yeah, right.” I avoided her eye contact, a habit that went along with my terrible lying ability.

Dr. Miller rejoined us in the living room with the clear of his throat to let us both know he had returned.

“I’ll, uh, I’ll go pack a bag.” I looked at Tori, who couldn’t help but smirk. There would be a time soon when we would get to talk and I would unleash as many details as possible. I was longing to talk about it with someone - especially her.

As I rounded the corner and headed down to my room, I heard Dr. Miller and Tori casually begin to carry on with a conversation. I was sure she was peppering him with questions. She was far more outgoing than me in that way.

I whipped through my closet, finding some of my most comfortable outfits and some of my finest. I didn’t know what I was doing, really, or how long I would be staying with him. I grabbed every pair of clean underwear I could find and gathered all of my essentials, from makeup to deodorant to my toothbrush. When I thought I had all of my bases covered, I eagerly returned to the living room with a backpack on and a second Adidas duffle bag slung over my shoulder.

“I was just telling Tori you girls should have an alarm system here,” Dr. Miller said as I reentered the living room.

“It’s very thoughtful of him,” Tori said to me, holding my eye contact extra long until I cracked another smile. 

I looked at Dr. Miller now. “It is.”

He smiled back at me, “Just looking out.”

“Well,” Tori looked at me and walked up to give me a hug, “I’ll see you.. when I see you.”

“I’m sorry,” I said quietly near her ear as we hugged.

“Don’t be,” she assured me with confidence, “You’re allowed to have a love life.” Tori added, because she’s a good friend, “Don’t worry about me. It’s giving me some much needed time with Derek, too.”

I smiled, feeling a little better knowing that. “Okay, good.”

Dr. Miller stood back as we exchanged goodbyes, bid Tori a farewell and a, “Nice meeting you,” as we made our way back out the front door. When we got back into the car he turned to me. “Would you be opposed to me getting an alarm system installed in this place?”

I shook my head, “No. But we just rent.” I actually wasn’t sure what was allowed and what wasn’t.

“If you’re going to be staying with me, it’s better off if Tori has some protection at the house,” he added, “Or if you’re there.”

“Yeah. I mean I guess it wouldn’t be a problem.” 

He nodded and started the car, “You okay with coming back?” Dr. Miller linked his hand with mine as he drove with his left hand.

“I thought about going back to your house all day,” I confessed, “Or I hoped.”

He squeezed my hand, “Just making sure.”

“Hey, they have a suspect in the case of those girls who were killed on campus,” I said, regurgitating Olivia’s information. “Some guy named Alec something or other.”

Dr. Miller turned to me as we drove and then slowly glanced back to the road. “I read that.”

“My coworker, Olivia, told me today.”

“Sex offender, right?” Dr. Miller asked.

“Yep.” I nodded, “Why do they even let those people out?”

“A fucked up justice system,” he said immediately, “Those assholes get less time than drug addicts, and people who commit grand theft auto.” Dr. Miller shook his head, “I’m not condoning stealing cars, but cars are replaceable. They’re property. Someone like Alec Pryor steals a person’s soul,” He glanced at me, “Or their life. And they never get it back.”

“Do you think they’ll catch him?” I asked.

Dr. Miller’s hand squeezed mine and he let it go when he felt me wince. “I..” He shook his head, “I don’t know.”

“Why’d you say they wouldn’t find the guy when we met in the office with Trevor?”

He hesitated and seemed to be wrestling himself for an answer. “Because I..” Dr. Miller was having trouble finding his words. He paused for a long moment and I even thought the conversation might have ended when he failed to speak for an extended period of time. “I just think he.. had enough time to flee. And people are probably going to cover him for him.”

“Yeah, but eventually they’ll find him,” I thought out loud and looked at him as if he truly had the answer to every single question I had in life. “Right?”

Dr. Miller kept his stare out the windshield. I could tell he didn’t believe the one-word answer he spoke. “Right.”

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[cherrygirli]

Leon Kennedy! Drunk bitch

Warnings: noncon, r@pe, slut shamming, degrading, age gab (reader is 20 and Leon is 40) squirting, abuse, vomit (not in a sexual way) drugging, big dick Leon. 18+ MDI.

Leon was at some collage party looking for a quick fuck, a small baggy with some Rohypnol in it the. Lucky enough for him some drunk bitch was dancing with her cup unsupervised “hm easy”.

He pours a little in her cup hoping no one saw (no one did). Siting and waiting for it to kick in, after a while Leon noticed her stumping, he smirks.

“Hey you ok girly” he asks trying to sound concerned “my head hurts” she mumbles “here come with me” they start to walk to his car. He opens the back door pushing her in getting in after her “wait my friends-“ “can live 5 minutes with out you” he lifts her skirt and noticed she didn’t have any panties on “your dirty slut, basicly begging to be fucked” she tryings to push him off her failing miserably “no” she was to weak and drugged to actually try and fight him off of her “shh baby take it like a good girl” he pulls his fat cock out.

“No stop please” tears start to well up in her eyes “stop your bitching” he punches her in the face then thrusts into her without warning, “OW” he screams out in pain “if you don’t shut the fuck up i swear to god I’ll fucking kill you” he says in a sickly sweet tone rubbing her clit slightly before he starts to thrust into her “oh fuck baby your pussy’s so fucken tight~” she starts to moan in pleasure “she baby you like that shit, stupid fucking slut, practically begging to be raped”.

Leon starts to bit and suck on her neck pulling her dress down her tits falling out “no bra or panties fucking whore” her eyes roll to the back of her head her moans getting louder “shut up!” Leon wraps his hand around her throat and start to squeeze not to hard but hard enough. Her pussy clenches around his cock signalling she was going to cum “fucking cum you little cunt” Leon start to rub her clit thrusting his cock into her even faster and harder. She squeals as she gushes all over his cock squirting her cum all over him “shes a squirter” he smirks at this “stop please, sensitive” she bluers these words out her pussy aching from the constant abuse “not until I cum in this pussy I ain’t stopping” she starts to cry trying to push him off her.

He grabs her hips thrusting into her hard “fuck I’m gonna cum!” He throws his head back teeth chancing “AW FUCK” he shoots his cum inside her panting loudly, he stays there trying to catch his breath “get off me” she sobs out. Leon lifts his head and pulls his cock out wiping it clean with some tissue that where in the back “why are you so annoying” she try’s to get up and open the door behind her but Leon was quicker then her “I swear to go bitch you leave when I say you leave” he slaps her in the face then he start beating the shit out of her, pulling her hair, punching her in the gut. “Get the fuck out of my car” he pushes her out of his car and drives off.

“Holy shit are you ok!?” Some random party girl runs up to her disheveled body blood and forming busies all over her “n-no” she throws up “it’s ok hunny come” she helps her up “someone call the cops!” She yells out, the last thing on her mind was reporting him all she cared about was seeing him again. She knows that’s kinda weird, wanting to see the guy who had just raped and abused her. But she did care. She wanted him inside her again.

#agepl@y #r@pe kink #smut #leon kennedy #leon kennedy smut #abuse k1nk

[justanotherpersonsuniverse]

DAMN CAP YOU COOKED THIS IS MASSIVE!! SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 72 OF PN BELOW BEWEAR!!

OHH SHE TOOK THE EARINGS WITH HER STEALING THEM ok i’m a fool right this makes sense. 

Girl. girl please. “You gotta trust me marinette I’m the only one you can trust” YOU WERE TRYING TO SCAM HER 

Love Fei, the dichotomy of man is so real with her

Damn brother what an intro, and then we snap back to Juleka pretending she is Batman. I hope she is at least enjoying running around on the rooftops she wanted to chapters ago

I genuinely can’t tell if girly has a concussion or not. I am one to be tricked by the narrator so since she’s saying she doesn’t i’m like “Oh ok, i trust you”

Aww cute Alya and Juleka friending it up real style, I like how Alya was begging panthera to find marinette, so real of her. 

Juleka: dont worry i actually do this super often

Alya: be concussed on a rooftop?

HA-

Yooo super soulmate tracking activated??

I still find the fact that Marinette said that they “speedran dating” to be hilarious

Fei panicking like this is her first sleepover is so silly style

AUGH NO MARINETTE IS NOT THE PERSON TO ADMIT YOU WANT TO KILL SOMEONE TO

Like i love girly but damn Fei you did not choose the right person to admit murderous intent to

Like maybe this is good for Fei to be told “hey girl that’s a bit far” but like let the girl get her emotions off her chest before invalidating them LB damn

Cash, my brother, fuck off. Fei, kick him in the balls, I command thee. 

She was being emotionally vulnerable! Let her have her moment! 

Damn brother, Cash really just hit Marinette with the fact that good people can do bad things for reasons they see as good, this will literally break her good people meter.

Panthera where be you

Ricky, ricky when I catch you ricky (me about Cash)

YES GIRL (marinette said screw you, i’m hype)

Oop- Marinette is fighting back, and now she pointed out the obvious (to us, not to Fei) 

Damn brother plot twist (which I forgor) 

Oh dear oh dear oh dear, poor Fei. Girly it’s ok he took advantage of you in a vulnerable state that’s not your fault augh I feel awful for her

NOOO HAWKCOCK RETURNS BAD TIMING FUCK OFF

Help “what’d her glove do?” his hysterical

She pointed at the little akuma resting on her finger, “Are you gonna eat that?”

“Obviously not! Are you- oh you are. Okay.” ok so. Can marinette eat akumas to purify them?

Hey did Fei just get a real concussion?? Exciting

Who are these random lesbians in my father’s ancient duty cave? I ACTUALLY LOST IT

Oh damn the prodigious have shown up this chapter! Nice. 

NAH NOT HAWKMOTH HAVING PTSD FROM PANTHERA HAAA

Sorry not many comments on this bit i’m too into it to write

Realest reaction to gaining super powers

Wha da hell the renlings are mad. I do not remember them from the shanghai special i just remembered big lion guy

Damn motherfucker this shit bangs

Fei having the time of her life is very fun, it’s also been rather novel to have so much not-Juleka POV lately! Though that tracks with how much you like Fei!

I do wonder if you’re going to have her show up outside of this arc or naw, I guess i shall wait and see >:3

Could these lesbians please focus? HELP FEI STOP BEING SILLY

Damn nobody wants her to kill Cash. except me, Kill him Fei. I demand thee. 

I mean i think it would permanently scar her, but yknow, character building gotta come from somewhere buddy

Goddamn!! That rocked. Fei kicked his ass, hell yeah. Glad she didn’t kill him though (shush i have layers)

Help the awkward after battle chat with Hawkmoth what is this

FEI HAS A POINT THIS IS WEIRD AS SHIT

Backstory?? For Cash?? Ohhhh its that fucker. Cash is the guy who- oh ok it’s all coming together

HELP THE CHAOS

YOOO LION AKUMA HELLLL YEAH

I’ve always thought his akuma was sick as fuck

HAWKMOTH DIED/??

HELP SO MUCH IS HAPPENING ROSE CALLED AND- GTVNBUREFI

Ok so my suspicion that Adrien will find out has dimmed, but the embers are still there. Maybe he’ll be vaporized. 

Yeah maybe now isn’t the time for impromptu therapy ladies

Hell yeah, Panthera for the emotional intelligence win you go girl

Oh no it went wrong, Fei running away from your problems doesn’t work this is an awful time to do that!

No because Fei literally challenges Marinnettes ideals of a good person, her black and white way of thinking about things has been a (interesting!) source of conflict throughout this but i don’t believe she has ever disagreed with someone in this way that she actually likes. Idk if this makes sense, basically what I’m saying is this could be an interesting way to develop her black and white view on good and evil

I have feelings about it all ok??

“I can’t think about this” YES YOU CAN LB

I’m curious when Juleka will use that power again, also what is it called?

HELP NO i am actually out of breath from how much i laughed at Juleka picking up the phone for Rose WHILE CLIMBING WHATS HIM NAME SHADOW OF THE COLLOSUS STYLE 

GIRL. HAVE SOME PRIORITIES. 

WAIT IWIAIT WIH3W

WHAY

WITA

JULEKA CALLED HER SUNBEAM? ISN’T THAT WHAT SHE CALLED ROSE AS PANTHERA OR AM I GOING INSANE

WAIT. ROSE HAS A CLUE NOW? I’M GOING INSANE CAP

CAP PLEASE

I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THE ROSE-JULEKA REVEAL FOR YEARS

WHEN. 

Sorry i went mad

In my head when LB was flung off the big guy she pinwheeled through the air silly style

Is. is fei just flying about crying? “A mournful cry” and “red and gold streaked above them” like. As a bird i think that counts as flying about for the fuck of it and sobbing it up real style

It has been. A week maybe more. Sorry got distracted read 1.4 mill for another work got way too invested, we are so back though

And back to Fei’s POV epic crying girl montage qued

“And it was all her fault” girl please, there is a dickhead called HM and I think it’s more his fualt than yours, get over yourself

The renlings are so cool, the dialogue you had them do was mega cool cap

Dragon renling is bad ass, personally i would name them. He is now dubbed; Daniel.

Damn move over Juleka, there’s a new therapist in down, his name is Daniel the Dragon

Oh thank fuck, when Daniel said forgive i was like bitch Cash doesn’t deserve that, but forgiving herself makes so much sense. 

Not Panthera offering to fix her makeup- Juleka is so sweet girl

“We’ve got your back, Fei.” Ladybug exclaimed, “L-Like; If you need a plan, I’ve got one. I’ve got a great plan. I just need a GIANT jug- this made me lose it. What the fuck LB what would a giant jug do pray tell

YEAH DRAGON TIME

Sorry, that piece about her dad was lovely and it was awesome to read, it swept me up so i just ended up saying dragon time

Hm how does the dragon speak if it doesn’t have lips (in my head) 

No because ack what is this plan that involves a giant vase. Panthera you go girl don’t let her get eaten by another akuma, the dinosaur was enough. What will they do for Feast if not be eaten though that is the real question

Ya girly Fei just kicked kaiju ass in under 5 minutes because their timers were going off so, current MVP of the series; Fei, followed by Juleka for her metallica moment

Aww Mei Shi is adorable

He's so nice help

WHERE DID HE GO

Also wonderful break POV, that was a good line

Get his ass gang, cash is a dick

MEI SHI IS ADORABLE YAYAY AND SMALL

Fei has like 13 friends now. Is there 12 renlings or no i can’t remember

“Ooh sounds yummy.”

“You sounded a lot more professional as a robot guardian guy.”

“I was. Now I’m small and terrible.”

“Joy.” I LOVES HIM SO MUCH HE IS SO BABY!!! If only they returned to Paris with LB and Panthera, he could be friends with plagg.

Juleka now has a favor… 

Oh yeah plagg realised he could leave the ring while Juleka is transformed. That feels like an important detail. 

“OH MY GOD I HAVE PARENTS.” i love marinette. I loved this whole interaction actually, “water under the bridge, forced under the bridge” and all that was really funny

Also the fact that Adrien didn’t know your not allowed to sleep with a concussion has me concerned. 

Oh yay!! Juleka and Fei ‘therapy’ session

“That’s our everyday Ladybug!”

“AHA. YEAH. THAT SAYING. LANKS ADRIEN. I MEAN THANKS LADRIEN. THANKS. ADRIEN. AHAH.” realest reaction to that

The ending was very cosy, lots of fun :3

Finito!!!!!!! Amazing chapter Cap, ten out of ten, no a hundred out of ten is more fitting. I look forward to what comes next >:3

DANIEL I’m wheezing

I’m so glad you enjoyed bud! I’m gonna try and keep Fei in her lane for the rest of the fic or else my favoritism will show.

as for Panthera’s “special mode”, that’s called Mass Obliteration!

Plagg leaving the ring while Panthera is transformed is a marker on how much experience she’s had being Panthera.

When characters are transformed, they absorb that Kwami’s power to wear the suit. Then they expend a lots of that magic to use their powers and if they’re young and haven’t used that miraculous much- or don’t have lots of magic in general- then that magic is pretty much depleted to nothing once that power is used and their battery runs out after five minutes.

The Kwami is like the power source to the holder’s battery/charge, with the miraculous being the chord between them. Usually you need them “plugged in” aka in the miraculous at all time when the holder is transformed. However! Panthera’s gotten so used to Plagg’s essence that even if he leaves the ring for a bit, she can stay transformed as she has a bit of his magic to naturally spare. I hope that makes sense I’m babbling. Thank you to my buddy @ghostatjoes for that lore.

The base was in the original Shanghai episode. Ladybug’s plan was to get vored and break the akuma from the inside. It had organs. Mei Shi had organs. I was so disturbed, I didn’t wanna write that— and also I felt like Ladybug overhauling Fei’s fight was wrong. That was HER villain yknow. Wanted Fei to finish it all by herself.

I’m glad you enjoyed! This was def one of my favorite chapters ever to write. I think the size is an obvious indicator. I hope you guys enjoy Season 3! It’s coming I swear. I’m just writing a fun chapter before I drag you all into my hole of hell that I’ve been stewing over for years.

#panthera noire au #writing #Sneak a cat

[lottiecrabie]

Pfms Matty getting into a fight over girlies honor (maybe someone called her a prude for not putting out for them or smth) and he’s all bloody and she’s just *heart eyes*

no bc they’ve had their secret love affair but it’s ended somewhat terribly and heartbroken. now she’s seeing this guy that’s on paper perfect for her— some popular jock guy with a colgate smile. and matty is fine with that! whatever! if she’s happy with little ken then that’s all good to him!

they’re at the same party and no it Doesn’t hurt to see her nurse some sparkling wine and fade into the background, knowing full well that her first party, her first time getting drunk, her first sip of wine outside of church was with Him. and that when they were together — he uses it in the broadest terms, of course, because they never really were together — she would dance and laugh and chat. she’d thrown her head back with a giggle, snort into her solo cup, maybe even steal a puff or two of his cigarette and blow it in his face cheekily. take his hand and drag him to the upstairs bathroom and kiss his face off. whatever. he doesn’t care.

but he’s watching her and he’s starting to notice that dickhead’s hand around her waist and how he keeps Tugging her into him even when she slides away, keeps pressing his fingers into her ribs. notices the crisp smile she gives to his worshiping crowd gathering around him like he’s some sort of god. the way she flinches.

matty gets closer to them just to see. he waits around even when everyone else has left them alone, suffers through the disgusting wet sounds they make when they kiss. at least he’s safe in the knowledge that she doesn’t moan for that loser like she did for him. from the side glances he torturously allows himself, she barely even touches him except for a perfunctory hand on his shoulder, practically leaning away from him as he crowds her.

then he hears it. ‘i want you’ and ‘baby i need you’ and ‘you look so fucking pretty’. matty gags. but he keeps going ‘it’s painful’ and ‘i can’t wait’ and ‘cmon babe, at least your mouth’. matty sees red. his fingers dig around his beer. she says ‘no, tom. you know i’m not ready yet’. there’s some shitty side of him that’s elated to hear the words— she hasn’t been with anyone since him. isn’t ready for tom, but was so fucking ready to ride matty in his dirty car parked behind the school.

but then that asshole gets mad, like the fucking shit he is. ‘when will you be ready, huh?’ and ‘it’s been forever’ and ‘a guy has needs’ and ‘this is why you don’t date virgins’ and ‘you’re just such a fucking prude’.

matty’s pushing him away from her before he’s even aware he’s moved. ‘don’t fucking talk to her like that,’ he says, which tom obviously snorts at. ‘what’s your fucking problem? this is between us’. matty rises his eyebrows, ‘yeah?’ and punches him.

now, tom is taller and more athletic than matty. but he’s never been in a real fight, and matty doesn’t fight fair. he’s got him down on the floor, groaning in pain. matty stands up from him, his own ribs surely bruises, lip bleeding, a black eye coming on the way.

he turns to her, half in apology for involving himself like this, for being a reckless guy she can’t depend on. for being him. he expects some sort of horror, or anger, or plain disgust. instead, she gives him the same look she used to give him. the one when he knew she was about to find a ridiculous lie no one would ever contest because good church girl had said it, all to sneak him into some closet and jump his bones. thrill runs up his spine.

‘this has to stop,’ she said, crying. ‘we can’t— i can’t—‘ she shook her head, sniffling. ‘i’m sorry.’

it’s not a good idea. matty turns away, eyes fleeing her like he’s been burned. he steps over tom, walking to the door, rustling his jacket for a pack of cigarettes. he hopes the smell won’t remind him of her. hopes she’ll stop haunting him.

the door closes behind her. muted awful pop music follows him down the street.

#i used to suck at blurbs but why is this one kinda slay🕺 #pray for my soul #ask #blurb

[zanashair]

— interview (crack(?)& fluff)

izana kurokawa x F!reader

master list!

summary: senju, being one of your best friends, decided to drag yuzuha into her plans to interview your boyfriend, izana kurokawa.

warning! re-upload from my wattpad, modern!AU, yuzuha senju and izana OOC, a few cursing, none

"alright, listen the fuck up you white haired guy!" a girly voice harshly spoke out as she smacked the both of her opened palms onto the wooden table, making yuzuha flinched in her place

"senju, calm down" yuzuha sweat dropped at her friends action, gently pulling her forearm while telling her to sit back down

"what's gotten you so heated up?" izana said with the usual infamous sarcastic smile he always had on his face

senju gave izana a few seconds of glare before sitting back down onto her chair and letting out a cough onto her fist, yuzuha understanding the signal senju has let out pulled a file from her brown backpack that has been sitting besides her

quickly taking the file from yuzuha's hand as she put it down on the table, fixing the suit tie (that she had forced yuzuha to use too) for this very unnecessary interview

"alright smartass, if you're y/n's boyfriend" taking the file that she had put in front of her "then you should know some of the answer to these easy question I'll be giving you" she said, giving the guy sitting in front of her one last glare before opening the file and pulled out 3 paper

the tension felt heavier for yuzuha for some really odd reason, the glare the two had sent onto each other is giving the brown locks gosebumps, and weird how the air felt thinner than the usual or was it just her nervous system kicking in?

"when is y/n l/n birthday?"

"it's on d/m/y." izana said confidently, his hand crossed on his chest

"that's only the easy stuff, don't get too cocky" senju scoffed at izana's confidence

senju looked back down on the paper in hand "what is y/n l/n favorite colour?"

"seriously? it's this easy? of course it's f/c" izana rolled his eyes at these pathetic question about his own girlfriend

"I'm just pulling up the easier one, so stop being such a cocky bastard will ya?" an irked popped on senju's forehead, yuzuha then deadpanned at the two, yet, she couldn't helped but be a bit worried if a fight would break out soon

"when was the first time y/n l/n received a love letter?"

"on ******** and the letter was sitting on her classroom table" izana said wih ease

"w-wait, i-isn't this just weird--" senju cutting onto yuzuha words

"--no it's not, yuzuha."

eh? what do you mean it's not weird.

"aw come on, you know you could do better than this senju" a teasing chuckle left izana mouth leaving the girl annoyed even more

"shut up!" letting her fist meet with the hard wooden table making yuzuha jerked up from her place besides senju

"what is y/n l/n favorite flower?

"f/f."

"how did y/n l/n got the necklace that she has always wore since she was 10 years old?"

"her childhood friend gave it to her on her 10th birthday"

yuzuha almost choke onto the thin air on his words, she could not believe what she is hearing right now, why is the questions getting personal?

"what was y/n l/n first ever pet name?"

"f/petname"

"dang it, how do you know this shit?" senju messed out her pink locks making izana grin in victory

"these are the basics, come on, did you gave up already?" senju clicked her tongue at izana's words before lending her opened palms onto yuzuha, signaling her to give the harder question she had written down

yuzuha hesitate a bit at giving her the paper, not wanting to know how personal the question on this paper would get, but at the end of the day she had landed senju the paper

"hold your shit together for this one, izana kurokawa." her words came out more in a serious tone, the guy stare at her an uneasiness slowly crept onto him

she coughed one again at the side of her left fist before staring onto the paper on her right hand

"who's y/n l/n crush on kindergarten?"

"k.c/n" leaning the both of his elbow on the table, getting a bit more hesitant and serious the question senju had spit out

as the two kept on going with the question inside of the dark room that were supported by the single light hanging by a single cable on top of the table

yuzuha felt more worried as the question gets more personal and private at each and every one

"you guy's, i think that's enough" yuzuha let out an awkward laugh before it gotten shut by senju's index fingers infront of her lips

"i got one more question for you" izana sat there, only gave senju a stare before nodding his head

"go for it."

"what makes you think you're a perfect boyfriend for f/n l/n?" this questions tooks yuzuha's interest, never knew a more reasonable question could come out of her mouth

"I'm not." izana said, taking the two's attention

"what do you m--" izana quickly cut onto senju's words

"I'm not a "perfect boyfriend" I'll admit, i still have my very own flaws and insecurities on the relationship" izana blandly admitted to the two

"but that doesn't mean i won't try my hardest for her" he said with his gaze staring onto senju's soul

"and i would do anything if it means for y/n to be happy."

the two was left flabbergasted at his answers, catching the two y/n closest friends off guard, the sincerity and honesty dripping away from izana kurokawa's mouth almost got the two tearing up

"congratulations izana kurokawa, you passed the interview!" senju lend her hands onto the guy as he accepted it and gave each other a firm handshake

"i did not agree to go through this interview in the first place but thankyou." staring back onto senju's blue stare

"atleast it's a good ending--" once again, yuzuha words got cut off by another voice, but a new familiar voice were the one that entered into the three's conversa- i mean- interview.

"what are you three doing here?" y/n spoke out to the three, she stood at the door frames with a confused stare sent onto the three

"and what's with the suit?" finally realizing the very professional suit her two best friend had wore

"y/n!? haha... what are you doing here?" quickly letting go of izana's hand, she turned her whole body towards y/n

before y/n could asked the three another question, izana walked towards the h/c girl and gave her a hug, his slim hand's wrapped her waist with his head now buried onto the crook of her neck, taking in the now lighter parfume scent y/n always used

"izana? you ok?" a worry laced onto y/n's tone

"yeah, just wanna hug you" a giggle left y/n lips before hugging izana back

"welp, we have successfully interview him" senju had the both of her hands on both sides of her waist, grinning at the sight of the teo couple

"i think you did most of the job"

"nahh! you handed me the paper and file!" she exclaimed to yuzuha which she only awkwardly nodded at

"alright, high five yuzuha!"

#tokyo revengers x reader #izana imagines #izana x reader #izana x you #izana x y/n #izana fluff #izana kurokawa x reader #izana kurokawa x you #izana kurokawa x y/n

[milfhandholder]

Very specific things about the redcliff AU:

Ciel does not know what Grell is actually like at first. To him, this fucking dork is somehow a divine being to Sebastian

"Sutcliff is what you humans would call a death god, young master." "Fat chance. Look at that dumbass, it's got anxiety."

Madam did explain to them that Grell is her wife once she was comfortable with coming out basically. NO ONE WAS SURPRISED but especially Sebastian, Agni and Bardroy who just have ultimate gaydars ig

Legit, the only people who were like "wait fr??" were Ciel and Lizzy

Grell started to sort of loose her "cutesy personality" to Ciel at first. They both ranted about the hardships of life and why death would be a sweet release but in the end you'll still be left to feeling that ache inside, even in death

Sebastian absolutely loves teasing the sapphics like "Oh my, Madam! If I didn't know any better, I think your reaper partner is very upset with you!" "Shut up, butler. I know my wife."

Everyone (minus Ciel, Sebastian and Madam duh) found out about Grell's true personality when Finnian—bless his soul—accidentally dropped scalding tea on Grell when she was really pissed off that day

GIRLIE WAS MAD AS HELL! She started cursing to the winds like there's no tomorrow, all the damn curses. Victorian, modern, she said all of that

Once the panic died down, Madam sat everyone down and they soon got to know the real Grell

Lizzie is absolutely in awe with her. Secretly thinks of her as the better aunt because when Grell found out she could sword fight, the woman immediately asked a child to fight her. Lizzie was super excited!

When Soma rolled in with Agni, he was very terrified of her because scary woman said mean thing about me. He still is intimidated by her but knows she means well... he thinks

Agni upon meeting her: you are very gender today, ma'am. What is the secret to that?

REDCLIFF: THE MOST ANNOYING COUPLE EVER sincerely, Ciel Phantomhive

"Fuck! My coat!" "Oh, Grell. You are too crude. Perhaps I shall teach you how to use that mouth of yours for—" "Guys, Sebastian is literally killing a man in front of us. Can you maybe NOT?"

Ronald occasionally drops by the manor to check up on Grell and AYYY HIS SENIOR HAS GAME

William: I'm sorry but did you say that YOU FUCKED A HUMAN???

Grell: What? Like it's hard?

Undertaker definitely knew they were together the moment they stepped into his shop like hm yes the vibes are very lgbt sapphic bisexual women girlboss trans

Campagnia arc is the same but instead of saying "lol your wife's dead", Undertaker instead says "lol your wife's not even all that" to which Grell yells "AT LEAST MINE'S STILL ALIVE!"

Welcome to Undertaker's school of 'How to Leave Your Toxic Work Environment and Score A Big Tiddy Gf'

#kuroshitsuji #black butler #grell sutcliff #kuroshitsuji grell #sebastian michaelis #kuroshitsuji madame red #madame red #redcliff #our ciel #ciel phantomhive #black butler headcanons #redcliff aunties au #yes that is the tag I'll die on

[swiftie-erin]

Here's my first-listen review of TTPD and TTPD: The Anthology!

disclaimer: i broke down the rankings per album because trying to do them all together would've been a hell of a journey and would've taken more than one day / been more than just a "first listen." and per usual, take the songs at the bottom with a grain of salt because all of them are so close and even the ones at the bottom feel like they should be in the top ten

Overall review: wow, this was a lot to process. I keep trying to think about whether I like TTPD or TTPD: The Anthology better, but honestly I can't choose. so much heart-wrenching pain, such beautiful lyrics, and incredible reflections on love, loss, inner turmoil, what-ifs, and using writing as an outlet. this is absolutely going to be on repeat through spring and summer!

1. Fortnight - lowkey would've loved more Post Malone on this song but this is one of my faves!!

2. TTPD - I love the storytelling and I love the way Taylor says "TTPD" and "nofuckingbody" hehe

3. My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys - the imagery?? "queen of sand castles he destroys"??? omg this is one of my faves.

4. Down Bad - Love this song sonically and love hearing Taylor say fuck LOL. this is my fave song i think!

5. So Long, London - 🥺🥺 "i'm pissed off that you let me give you all that youth for free" gives me goosebumps, i love this song

6. But Daddy I Love Him - tbh good for you taylor, get em. your life is your own and only you get to tell yourself what you can or can't do, or who you can or can't love!

7. Fresh Out the Slammer - the lyrics are so good and the bridge transition is so beautiful!!!

8. Florida!!! - same bbg, we all need a dose of escapism once in a while (also i love the 🍃 mention hehe). fuck me up florida!!!

9. Guilty as Sin? - this is the song I pre-claimed and tbh it does not disappoint at all!

10. Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? - the guitar, so good omg. the emotion in taylor's voice is raw and the female rage is palpable, love this song.

11. I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) - love the ending and love the chorus!!

12. loml - ouchie. the lyricism and that last chorus, wow.

13. I Can Do It With a Broken Heart - we love a good depressive pop song!! "all of the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting 'more!'" and the click track!!

14. The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived - men ain't shit, taylor. what'd he do? I'll deliver your message LET ME AT EM-

15. The Alchemy - i'm so glad taylor is in a better place 🥹 it truly gives "karma is the guy on the chiefs coming straight home to me"

16. Clara Bow - such a beautiful song sonically, shows both the hope and hardships of wanting to be in the spotlight

17. The Black Dog - the second verse, OUCHIE. the bridge? i've died. i love this song more than i expected to.

18. imgonnagetyouback - i love the chorus and actually the entire song tbh

19. The Albatross - i'm very intrigued with the tale we're being told. people truly will read something about you, believe it, then crucify you for it.

20. Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus - such a beautiful, sad song. what-ifs (especially for people like taylor and i who have anxiety) can be so, so much more heart-wrenching than knowing

21. How Did It End? - the lyrics. the sound. everything unspoken. how everyone wants to know what happened but she's not even sure herself.

22. So High School - so goddamn cute!!! i couldn't be happier that taylor is happy and thriving with trav 🥹🫶

23. I Hate It Here - "when they found a better planet, only the gentle survived" BESTIE i wish. i'm there right with you, girl. the world is awful and living in your mind often is easier and better. also, i too read the secret garden as a child hehe

24. thanK you alMee - omg, this song. taylor is truly coming to terms with what gave her scars and acknowledging it and moving forward. i'm so fuckin proud of her.

25. I Look In People's Windows - "i'm afflicted by the not knowing" ugh me too girlie. the anxiety, the contemplation, the fantasies; i'm glad neither of us are alone in knowing these feelings all too well

26. The Prophecy - i love this song 🥺 it's one of my faves. it reminds me of Foolish One, it's so desperate and hopeful at the same time.

27. Cassandra - i'm a greek/roman history slut so i love this already. i love the intertwined story that she creates, it's powerful.

28. Peter - bruh this song makes me want to cry. Betty has turned off her porch light 🥺

29. The Bolter - I love the way this song sounds! the first chorus sets the stage so well and the chorus is lowkey catchy

30. Robin - precious lyrics about keeping children innocent so they can enjoy their childhood while they have it 💗

31. The Manuscript - as a poet and writer myself, i relate to this song so much. writing truly is an outlet for processing emotions and at the end of it, all of those feelings are part of the writing and no longer yours. you're free.

#taylor swift #taylurking #ttpd #the tortured poets department #ts ttpd #ttpd era #ttpd the anthology #taylor swift ttpd

[hibernationsuit]

💭💍🖊🎻🩹💯🌴 for both tobias and klara pls :3👍

THANK UU!!! 🤍 details abt ocs ask game

💭 THOUGHT BALLOON — what is your oc's MBTI, enneagram, and/or other personality aspects (if known/interested in)?

Tobias is an ENFP which, well, yeah definitely fits him :') Easy-going, optimistic, never shuts up, hides his feelings and a huge people-pleaser (against his own good). That said, Toby also tends to prefer using thinking more than emotional side bc he's used to do that more often :3 His enneagram is 2w3 which also suits him somewhat well? Without the preference for things staying the same, guy needs change in his life and is surprisingly adaptive.

Klara is an ENTJ - energetic, self-confident, stubborn and loves her to-do lists and planners. That said, she's a more "healthy" kind of ENTJ that isn't scared of showing her feelings (in safe places, that is) and isn't cold or arrogant. She's a 3w4 hehehe <3

💍 RING — does your oc have any piercings? do they want any (more) piercings?

Klara has two navel piercings, ear piercings & nipple piercings :3 She'd definitely want to have more and those that are more visible, but the problem is that she sadly works in a serious office job so that isn't allowed :/

Toby's not into piercings bc while he is fine with needles he is Not fine with whatever they're using to make them. No he hasn't even had his ears pierced sbdbfnfbffk

🖊️ BALLPOINT PEN — does your oc have any tattoos? do they want any (more) tattoos?

Tobias has two tattoos, one of which is a set of very small cat paw prints on his stomach. It's based on him walking out of his dorm one day feeling very awful, and seeing these little paw prints in the snow made him feel really happy 🥺

The second one is related to a bet he lost skdkfbfkfkfk He and his lab buddy were betting on one test result and he lost, so he had to get a tattoo of the last compound he mentioned in his thesis, which was...dimethyl sulfoxide 👍 It's on his right shoulder and he kinda likes it tbh &lt;;3 probably spooked Phin w it when he dragged his body out of the hope or smth LMAO

Klara has many, also mostly on the parts that won't be visible in an office environment. She has a big one that starts on her hip and goes to the ribs, a wreath-like thing though instead of laurels there's leaves of coast redwood. Then there's a flying relict gull on her right hand, and a black-billed gull on her left hand. Then there's Saturn & stars on her left thigh, and a small heart on her lower stomach. Some others too but I haven't decided on them yet :'3 Girlie likes her tattoos.

🎻 VIOLIN — does your oc play any instruments? what is their skill level (beginner/intermediate/advanced/virtuoso/etc)?

Klara plays several instruments very well, but she's mostly fond of bass guitar <3 She played in a band during her first years at university :3 she ran out of free time to do so later on bit still plays it every now and then!

Toby always wanted to learn but didn't have the chance to do so due to too busy childhood/teenage years. After that he just wasn't really that interested anymore tbh 😭 He wanted to learn play piano!

🩹 ADHESIVE BANDAGE — does your oc have any physical and/or mental disabilities?

Tobias definitely has lots of problems w his lower body due to professional figure skating 😭 He basically did it several times a week (no he didn't want to, he hated it :/) for like 10 years and bc of that 1) has broken some bones too many times and 2) his joints are fucked. badly. Now our poor guy is constantly haunted by knee problems, hip problems & gets his ankles strained very easily :(

I don't think Klara has any disabilities other than having tension neck pain often.

💯 HUNDRED POINTS SYMBOL — share three random facts about your oc that others may not know.

Klara:

Comes from a family full of corporate workers that have high status in those ccorporations, and she also works in one of them. That said if you look at her bookshelf there's a few anti-corporate books, some of which are even almost "banned". She personally says that she works there only bc it is possible to change them from the inside (definitely not working).

Goes through one to-do/planner journal in like a month, always has a big supply of them somewhere so they won't end. Doodles a lot next to her to-do lists :3

Has a collection of crop tops and sports bras she likes, and wears them very often <3

Tobias:

Knows how to swim but is very scared of bodies of water where you can't see the bottom 😭 If you take him to the beach he will keep at least six ft distance from the water.

Loves coffee but would never drink it black. Can't drink tea without milk either (green tea is an exception).

Really loves going on long walks to think about things. Often buys a croissant and a coffee during them, as a treat.

🌴 PALM TREE — does your oc have a green thumb? do they enjoy gardening?

They're both not really good at it but they definitely can keep some alive!

Toby is less good at it, especially if something requires getting his hands dirty, but he is good at remembering how to water them. Klara has more knowledge abt plants and thus does everything else ajdjjxckxkxk

They have a few plants at home, a big monstera and a few cactuses.

#asks #oc: klara #oc: tobias #i need to draw a pic of klara's tattoos or smth as a ref methinks

[josephsaturn]

Just finished Attack of the Clones!

can’t skip the text crawl!

Wow they really did upgrade the CGI

what’s with all the fog tho

WHOA SHIT

wait Padme’s still got her Girlies(TM)? And they’ve all got a name that ends with é?

Was that Jango w the eyepatch???

Padme once again being the baddest bitch in the room

God Palpatine really does act slimy

WOOO HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN AND EWAN MACGREGOR WOOO

I’m gonna kill whoever thought that anakin’s haircut was acceptable

UUUUUUHUHHHHGGGGHHHH cringe

Captain typho huh?

Man obi wan looks great honestly

Jar jar doesn’t make me want to destroy my eyes

Oh she DEFINITELY recognizes you anakin

Zam?? Whomst???

Ope there’s Jango

More under the cut:

Dreamin bout ya mom???

Oh god centipedes???

OBI WAN??????? HELLO????

I see now why greater fandom always portrays him as insane cuz THAT is insane

Terrifying!

Yea production value deffo went up

A N A K I N

OH SHIT

“Why do I get the feeling you’re going to be the death of me?” Huh.

Obi wan gonna get HAMMERED

DAMN. DAMN.

Honestly I wasn’t expecting the temple to look like that

Oh noooooo

Yoda my man my guy then why don’t you FCKUING DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT

Why does Padme sound younger here than when she was literally like 14

Come to think of it how was she in GOVERNMENT OFFICE at 14

Ohh boyyy we gettin’ prideful Anakin now

Padme looks like a girl I knew in middle school

Jeez he’s down BAD bad

Dormé. Just..Dormé. Padmé. This MUST be an inside joke.

Kenobi: anakin’s crazy

Typho: yea nah padme’s crazier

Oooh dex?

Ok I’m starting to get it now

Damn mean old lady

A N A KIN

I’M dYINGGGGG

aw cute kids

Dang that’s one smart kid

Also, this is like a day after?? Bruv u better FIND that man

Yea girl u were like 14

Every fucking line of dialogue out of anakin’s mouth is either bad flirting or just bad in general like DUDE HOW

new Queen is slaying as well

MILADY

yea get his ass girl

Ok so how far is Kamino exactly??? Cuz 12 parsecs is a lot (at least I think it is, from how they explained it) yet the cut makes it look like obi wan only spent like an hour to get there

Kaminoans got nice voices

The Kaminoans: talking about the army n shit

Kenobi: ???!!!????!?!?!

S-eye-fo dee-as? I thought it’d be see-foe die-as

Kenobi’s like 3 seconds away from freaking out lmao

Man Naboo looks so aesthetically pleasing; I’d love to live there

Oh god. SAND.

Anakin pls mans just quit while you’re ahead

THAT WAS WHAT GOT HER???? A FUCKING LINE ABOUT S A N D ????

Yea that’s not fUCKING scary

Naughty children get put in the tube merry-go-round

Man.

man it’s so interesting how none of the clones are talking in these scenes

They’re just silently going along

“We keep him here.” Huh???

Obi wan: What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

Man boba’s got that resting bitch face

Why does he look like he wants to kill Obi wan in every frame he’s visible

Oh shit Jango doesn’t know sifo dyas?

Hmmm

Damn that was charged

Ok Anakin is talking like a human being now. Great

Man they wanna fuck so bad

ABAKIN YOU WERE DOING SO WELL NOOOO

Agony?

Padme just fucking leave Like girl it isn’t worth it please just get out of there girl BLEASE

she’s like “damn he wants me that bad 👅👅💦💦”

I’m gonna kill Anakin

Yea girl woooo set those boundaries

God she really is always slaying

Ok back to Kamino cool

“Oh-bee wahn”

If Kamino is known as the cloner planet, who else did they clone??

Yeah y’all really are blind

Oh nooo shmiii

Stanced up

Wait did they sleep in the same room??

Were they fucking?

ANAKIN DONT FCKUING MAKE THIS WEIRD

Well at least padme’s supportive??

Damn Jango taught boba well

Ok I can’t take this seriously cuz of the lightsaber

Damn some Kaminoans are prob watching this fight from the windows like 👁️👄👁️

Tatooine!

[speaking huttese]?

So Shmi went to the Lars family huh. That’s one way to do it

Ok the time lag makes sense

Oh no not the bass boost grenades

Oh joy

Ok back to tatooine we go

Hey! An obviously cgi generated house in the desert!

Damn cliegg looks like shit

Oh god she was kidnapped?!

Oh so he lost his leg that’s why

A MONTH?!

Oh ok so it’s not generated

Hey playing with shadows!

And a callback to ep 4!

Duel of the fates again?

Oooh pretty place!

Wuh-oh

CHRISTOPHER LEE!!!

Why DID Jango go to geonosis?

Oh god I’m getting Spy Kids vibes again…

Obi wan looking back at the camera like “y’all seein this shit?”

OH GOD

I’m actually starting to cry rn

So terrible even the Jedi on coruscant can feel it?

But something HAS happened to him

I wonder what would’ve happened if Anakin went back to save Shmi at the beginning?

Uh oh.

“tHe ChOsEn oNe.”

Ok props to Christensen for this scene. Genuinely.

Damn Padme THIS is when you start to think about it?

But I get it, he’s obviously in distress so she’s comforting him like a normal person

Ok THIS is the start to his fall. He’s so attatched that he doesn’t know when to let go

AW SHIT ANAKIN’S WEARING BLACK NOW SHIT SHIT SHIT

but he won’t

Padme girl you are NOT helping

Girl Mace LITERALLY said to stay there what are you on

Wait it’s JARJAR that gets the army???

Captured in stasis

Is dooku just humoring kenobi?

Ok but would Qui gon have become a sepratist?

I mean it’s kinda obvious who sidious is

Dooku’s in cahoots with sidious right

Oh shit Jarjar IS the guy

IT WORKED??????HUH????????????????????????????????????

Grand army of the republic? More like (G)ekid(A)n inu cu(R)ry

(I’ve been rewatching Madoka again too)

How come no one’s made a fic of Yoda going to Kamino?

Damn r2’s got no chill

He’s destroyed his lightsaber before?

Girl.

She’s been enduring his horrible lines and pushiness for the entire movie

GIRL HE’S NOT IN THE RIGHT MENTAL STATE TO BE IN A RELATIONSHIP

WOOO PUBLIC EXECUTIONS WOOO

and here’s approximately 70% of the budget!!

Oh shit it’s mace!

Damn Jango had no reason for that twirl tho

WHOA SHIT

That shadow of the heaaad

And boba NOOO

that stare between dooku & windu…is that like a “aw fuck” stare or a “watch ur back” stare

Ok I gotta ask: what’s the point of killing Jango? I get that it gets him outta the picture and gives boba a reason to be the hardass he is in OT, but like putting all that aside, what’s the point IN PREQUELS? Mace coulda just captured him

Are the guild guys gonna die

HEYO!

Ultimate weapon?

Oh shit

Hey an episode 1 callback!

THE ARM

shit is that dathomir?

M’wow

Pffft not Vader’s theme

marriage huh

And that’s it for now! I’ll be back after I’m done with clone wars season 1!

#star wars #attack of the clones #star wars attack of the clones #anakin skywalker #padme amidala #obi wan kenobi #sat chats about Star Wars

[unsleepingtales]

Ravening War episode four reactions! I finished the episode last night and then fell asleep editing the tags of this post lmao.

Before we even start I am so excited and curious for what the gang have done in the time skip. I love when there’s downtime and we get narration of their lives.

Anjali’s earrings are really pretty

Lou clearly feeling No Guilt Whatsoever about killing the little rot creature

Amangeaux and Karna’s relationship kills me

This is a transaction is such a heartbreaking thing for her to say

Oh goddddd the family dynamics of it all

Aabria crying at the table you are so real <3

The theme of a woman who has been ignorant or foolish in the past encountering a trial and coming out on the other side of it determined to be smart and learn everything that might have helped her is so meaningful to me actually

Not a single eraser is making it out of this season unscathed

I know all the reasons why Amangeaux had to do what she did but I’m also upset on behalf of Karna

Caramel and Oats!

The clock is ticking on getting slammed down big style!

She’s new in town :)

The archbishop??

Everyone has a crush on Ariana. Everyone.

I feel like I’ve lost track of ages. Would Karna be 19 at the end of the time skip?

Yeah what’s Raphaniel been up to?

Oh he’s a husk of a man? Cool.

We all are beginning to see who we really are indeed. Showing true colors etc.

Raphaniel and Karna’s vibes. I have so many thoughts but I cannot verbalize them.

You’ve already died girly???

This world cannot be the one that matters. SIR.

Escaped your grasp is such an interesting way to put that!

Oh he’s so scared

He’s lost everything he believed was important in his life and he is Scared

Creepy!!!

She was bent almost in half for decades holy shit

Holy shit

What a chill reaction!

YES go FULL frollo man hell fucking yeah

Devout for the first time in his life holy shit

How does one even begin to try and trigger this apocalypse

Necromantic Raphaniel is so cool

EXHUMING CORPSES NOW??

Mans fully creating his own faction in the church in order to fuck with the Sanctus

To spend the rest of his days????

Demoted??? :(

Ok so he’s just a random old guy now.

COLIN MY BOY

What’s up with my boy?

Colin and Deli :(

He doesn’t wanna fight. It’s not worth it.

GOD him realizing that his secrets aren’t worth this. Fucks me up.

This really feels like a breakup

So Colin definitely has ties to the royalty/coup in the dairy islands

Base level trust!!!

‘I hope you find what you’re looking for but I don’t think I can be part of it’ tell me this isn’t as emotional as any romantic breakup

Raphaniel and Colin feels Uncomfy and Bad and I cannot place exactly why

From Skald to Sir

The saddest most depressed “come on, provolone”

The stress of Raphaniel & Colin is directly contradicted by the joy of Brennan & Zac

Second time Raphaniel has referenced the FDA as foxes!

He’s looking for the banana’s family?

Oh my god

Colin :(

Listen to your mother I’m gonna cry

“Ew you’re nice” literally same

Deli’s turn!

Man’s haunted huh

Abandoning his mother? Becoming chief? Oh my god?

Aw Deli and Karna moment

Ok so she’s 21 I think

Yessss Karna glow up

Deli glow up too ok go off

YOU NEVER HAD TO ASK

Oh the tension is gorgeous

Dome! Antics! Yeah!

Ok so the kid is (theoretically) safe that’s good

It was not stated but I personally believe that Amangeaux also got a glow up

The first thing she has ever desired beyond her own survival I’m gonna cry

Yeah no she looks Good

I was right, Amangeaux looks good!

I’m so glad we get new art!!

He’s so sinister eeeeeee

Oh Karna’s a skald now???? Ok neat

Aww he and Karna have matching lost eyes

The dramaaaaaa

Yeah it’s just unsettling!

Shoo. Eat a snack.

Just the absolute worst time for a breakdown

Maybe some celery water will fix him

There was a cheese and radish smoothie, and it was good 😭

bLeSSiNgS

Amethar!!!!!

Awww amangeaux cares about them

OH SHIT ANOTHER ROT THING

Drink your celery water old man

Follow meeeee

I greatly appreciate the levity they’re bringing right now

She would do anything for him oh

I simultaneously really want and really Don’t want art of these things

Oh good more spores

Ooooooh this is so fascinating

Saprophus (research)

SHATTER

#verbal component #ravening war #colin #deli #Karna #The Bishop #reactions

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Young Justice season 4

Ep 1

HARPER!!! <333

WHO TF IS THAT GIRL???

Idk if I like her sister

Probably evil

Shit. That ring again

BAHAHAHA just imagine her going to Luthor for his blessing

Ok, I think she's good

Ok, these guys are really starting to get on my nerves

Shit

I actually don't know what to say to all this

YOU TELL HIM GAR!!!

This is a mess

MOTHERFUCKING SHIT

NO WAY

NO FUCKING WAY

Ep 2

Shit

Ok, I see his point

Yeah, they definitely aren't parents of the year

I guess he's just one of those sympathetic villians

Like, he has a good point, but that's just not how you do it

But I guess it depends on whether you believe the end justifies the means or not

And plus, he's relatable. It's really easy to see where he's coming from and ig in his mind he thinks he's doing the right thing

In my opinion, terrorism is not the way

But hey, he's a victim of the circumstances, if the whole world turns against you, I can't blame you for hating it

He's the result of intolerance. Society's fault. That wouldn't have happened if they weren't a bunch of scumbags

Tbh, I'm not sure I can blame him for doing what he's doing

I don't trust them

Ok, well, now THAT'S crossing a big ass line my dude

Killing everyone DEFINITELY isn't it

I get you, but you're wrong. Horribly wrong

Ep 3

Is he dreaming?

Oh, a flashback

Look, idk what her sister's deal is but I'm not sure I like it

Oh dear

It's so sad that the siblings are blaming each other when the ones that should've protected them were their parents

Oh god. There's a lot to unpack here

Ok, I think they're good

Ep 4

LOOK DARLING, IT'S GREAT THAT YOU'RE SORRY YOU WEREN'T THERE FOR YOUR SIS BUT THE ONES TO BLAME THERE ARE YOUR PARENTS, THEY WERE THE ADULTS

I was not expecting that

I hate that fucking guy

NO

LORD NO

It's fake

He'll come back

Ep 5

The title sounds promising

Shit

Damn

:(((((

Ok, crying again

Ahhh shit

WAIT

JASON MAY BE THERE!!!!!!

Who's that guy? I def not like him

Oh, it's a girl

I don't trust any of them

DAMIAN <3333333

AND JASON!!!!! <3333333333333

JASON

I NEED BIGGER CAPS

Exactly, I say out with them both

Let him have some property damage, as a treat

This is staged, tho

I LOVE YOU STEPH

EXACTLY!!!! CASS YOU'RE SO SMART

Look, as much as we all hate to admit it, we NEED the bats. They're a blessing and a curse

WTF, ARTEMIS???

This is gonna end bad, I just know it

I hate sportsmaster so damn much

Great episode 10000000/10

Ep 6

:(((

Hmmmmm which cassandra? I wonder

At this point, I trust CS more than Onyx

There's just something off about her

But I still don't trust CS

Fucking shit

Shade is so fucking hot

Ep 7

Man....

Shit

Jay

You don't deserve anyone's respect, you sorry excuse for a clown

BAHAHAHAGAUQBAUA YOU WERE PLAYEDDDD

SHUT THE FUCK UP

🤡🤡🤡

I KNEW IT

I TOLD YOU IT WAS ONYX

Shit

OH MY GOD

Dear lord

Ok, well, that's a change

Wow

This is so damn good

Ep 8

:((((

He's super hot lurking in the shadows like that

Dude... :(((((

Believe me, explaining a loved one passed away to a child is just awful

YOU GO SHADE!!! <333

OMFG

OH DEAR

OH LORD

Shit

OMFG, THEY ARE GOING TO INFINITY ISLAND

JASON IS THERE

BARBARA IS WATCHING

PLEASE

I don't trust him

Ep 9

I love Klarion <3333

Tawny <3333

Dude.... they should really send Gar to Dinah

Ep 10

I don't like that girlie

YOU GO KLARION <33333

He said yikes 😭😭😭

Ep 11

Klarion is just neat

OH

MY

GOD

YOU LITTLE B*

SHE DID NOT

BRING HIM BACK

BRING HIM BACK IMMEDIATELY

Ep 13

Someone should really help Gar

Look, how bad can he be if he loves cats???

I'm telling you, he gives me gender envy

OMG

Well, I told you he'd be back

Ep 14

Ohhhh shit, I think I know where he is

Omg, poly?

??????

Ep 15

Isn't she the girl with the ring????

They're bad, I can tell

Oh, they're those dubious guys

That fight was staged and the guy who "helped" them is actually helping Orm

Shit

Fucking shit

I have a bad feeling about this

Ep 16

YES, SOMEONE PLEASE GO SEE GAR

He better not die :(((((

This is bad

Ep 17

Finally some healing for Kaldur

JASON IS NOT DEAD

SOMEONE GO GET HIM

Ep 18

Lightboy is cute

Dude... what the shit??? That literally goes against your morals???

Shit

Ep 19

Omg Razer's hot

Omg, he's hotter when his mad

Holy shit, when I thought he couldn't be hotter

Ep 20

I think he's lying????

:(((((

Wtf

Ep 21

OMG HE'S GETTING OUT

FUCKING FINALLY

I just love oaths

Look, I'm glad the bad guy didn't get out but at what cost?????

Batman?

Probably one of his kids

Ep 22

Shiiiiiit, they'll find out

You just gotta love the bats

I love Klarion <333

Ep 23

I'm a little confused

KON NO

BAHAHAHAHA PLEASE, HE'S NOT THAT BUFF

Poor Dick 😭

WTF

Ep 24

WTF

Man, this is going to be a mess

Shit

Fucking shit

Ep 25

OMFG

OH SHIT

Fuck

Ep 26

Nah, she made it, I just know she did

Yoink 😭😭😭

WHAT IN THE SHIT

Oh good

Could you all please???? Stop faking your deaths?????

Told ya

Shit

OHOHOHO Metron, you sneaky bastard

SHIT DO NOT MESS WITH THAT DUDE

Respect

I HATE IT HEEEREEEEEEE

This time traveling shit is awful

IT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE

HOW?????

I TOLD YOU ICYBOY WAS GOOD

Oh god

OMG

#dc comics #young justice #young justice season 4 #yj season 4