#bex is back bitches

[perseephoneee]

decorating the tree (kol mikaelson x f!reader) {ficmas day 5}

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ happy day 5 of ficmas!

warnings: kind of angsty, mostly fluffy, a little steamy. but most importantly, festive.

a/n: i got a little carried away with this one. kol is just my baby boy. also the formatting is horrendous because tumblr was being a little bitch.

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The holidays could be the most bittersweet time of the year. Observing everyone with their friends and families without having your own was lonely and often damaging. You usually could go home for the holidays, see your loved ones, or sleep in at your childhood home, but not this year. This year, because of all the shit happening in the French Quarter, you were forced to be alone.

You hated every second of it.

But, being the go-getter you were, you decided to make the most of it. And you involved the Mikaelsons in this scheme (they were part of the reason you were stuck in this mess anyway).

You had dragged Kol with you to get a Christmas tree. More like, Rebekah had convinced him to go with you. You harbored a massive crush on the original vampire, and Bex, your newest friend, was fully aware of it. It’s why she engineered him to spend more time with you. He helped drag the tree to your tiny apartment and lounged on your couch like a cat as you finished setting it up and dragging out your holiday ornaments.

“Should I go for a color scheme or just hang up whatever?” You asked Kol, holding up a box of white and gold ornaments. He was posed on your couch like a Greek statue, hand thrown over his eyes and legs sprawled out like he couldn’t give a damn. He opened one eye to look at your ornaments. You held up your box of random accouterments, including an abominable snowman and a glittery baguette ornament.

“I like the random ones,” Kol mumbled, laying his head back and letting out a sigh like the world was oh so cruel.

“Am I boring you?” You chastised, a frown marring your features.

“Darling, you could never bore me,” Kol coos. “I just find this to be obtuse.”

“What about it is obtuse?”

“When will you get to enjoy all of this?” Kol finally sat up, gesturing to your apartment. “With everything going on…you’d be lucky to have a Christmas.”

You deflated at his words, clutching your box of ornaments between your hands. Kol was right, but you loathed it. You wanted to just have a holiday, that was all.

He took notice of your somber mood and got off the couch to crouch in front of you.

“Don’t worry, Y/N,” he sighed, picking up an ornament and hanging it on the tree. “Maybe I’ll be wrong.”

He wasn’t entirely wrong; you wanted to hate him for that. But you never could, not really. You spent your whole life feeling like you were holding your breath, but it was like you could actually breathe with him. He made you smile and also frustrated you to no end. Kol saved your life once, and you wondered there and then if it was physically possible to give him your heart. You never figured that part out.Later that week, you were at the Mikaelson compound preparing for a war meeting slash holiday dinner. Dinner was your idea, and Elijah backed you up. Some poor soul they compelled was likely making you food as you sat on Rebekah’s bed, flipping through a book.

“Did you ever have any holiday traditions?” You asked the blond, not looking up as you spoke. You could hear her rifling around at her vanity when she turned to you.

“Bonfire,” Bex answered. “We’d write our wishes and throw them in the fire.”

“We should do that!” You exclaimed, looking up at her. She chuckled at your excitement, even as a melancholy look crossed her features.

“What would you wish for?”

Rebekah took a beat.

“My family, together, at peace,” she said softly, looking down. You repositioned yourself to sit at the end of the bed, looking at her sadly.

“I won’t leave you, you know,” you murmured. “Even if I should’ve hit the hills a while ago.”

“I know that, dove,” Rebekah sighed. “You’re as much a part of this family as I am. I’m…grateful for that.” She tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, and you were hit by the realization that she was just a girl in a woman’s body. “Because you’re my family, I know exactly what you’d wish for.”

“Oh?” You lifted a brow at that.

“For someone to meet you under the mistletoe,” Rebekah teased, getting up from her chair and tackling you down on the bed in a fit of giggles.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about,” you gasped between laughter.

“Oh dear, Y/N, if only you could acknowledge how much he cares,” Rebekah sighed, and you poked her on the nose before rolling out of her reach.

“Don’t tell lies, Bex, it’s cruel,” you chastised.

“Is my darling sister being a vixen again?” Kol called from the doorway, catching both you and Rebekah’s attention. He leaned up against the door, arms crossed and a smirk on his face. You felt your heart rate pick up as you took him in.

“What do you want?” Rebekah inquired, looking bored.

“Dinner is ready; I came to fetch you,” Kol smirked, giving you a wink that sent your heart spiraling from the stratosphere. Rebekah grumbled and got up, pushing past you and out the door. You moved to follow, but Kol grabbed your arm, pulling you back towards him.

“Kol,” you breathed, looking up at him in question.

“Do I scare you?” He asked, peering at you. “What?”

“Or is it nerves?” He traced his thumb over the vein on your inner arm, and you could swear he was listening to how your heart thumped. “What makes your heart jump every time I come around?”

“I get startled,” you stutter, ignoring the look in his eyes at your lie. Kol hummed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as his fingers traced your face.

“You know what I loathe about you?” Kol whispered. “You smell too sweet to resist…”

You wondered what would happen if you dared to kiss him right then, but the timing was never your forte, and you were interrupted by Rebekah yelling at the two of you to hurry up. You pulled yourself away, holding your breath, hoping to calm down as you descended the stairs. You could feel Kol following behind you.

Dinner was extravagant, as most things in the household were. You gored on rotisserie chicken and baked brie, letting the flavors coat your tongue. Elijah and Klaus bickered back and forth about a course of action with fighting the witches (they wanted Hope, of course). You could have been more helpful in these discussions anyway. Frankly, you weren’t sure why they kept you around. Maybe one day you’ll find out.

Dinner was interrupted by an explosion.

You felt yourself fly back, hitting the floor in the dust. The enemies had effectively retaliated, and the Mikaelsons fought back perfectly with tooth and claw. You brought yourself to a standing position, coming eye to eye with a witch who looked at you like you were a pawn on a chessboard. You sucker-punched her before she could make a move.

The Mikaelsons dealt with the threat in record time, and when the dust on their battlefield had settled, the arguments started. First, Klaus ranted about how they should’ve been more prepared, and then Elijah tried to explain how they made logical choices up to this point. Rebekah would occasionally butt in.

You just stood there hearing the noise build up in your head. You had the vague sense that you were bleeding, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. Someone came up next to you, and you turned to see it was Kol. He said something that you didn’t hear before biting his wrist and holding it up to you. You tentatively took it, letting his blood coat your throat before pulling away. The ringing stopped, and you felt your body stabilize.

The pressure from the family screaming match didn’t go away, though. Someone yelled, “Stop,” and everyone turned to look at you. You almost didn’t recognize your own voice breaking the chaos.

“Just stop,” you pleaded. You looked at each sibling, forcing them to really see you. “It’s the fucking holidays…why is there always fighting? Why are you always fighting?” Your voice broke. “You have each other, and you care so much even when you pretend you don’t, and you’re always fighting.”

“I would do anything to have my family right now, but I don’t, and it kills me,” you choked. “You guys have each other, and what do you do? Nothing. Nothing at all.”

You don’t know why you broke, but you did. Being alone during your favorite season hurt you way more than you let on. It felt like looking from outside your body as you walked out of the compound on the way home. You entered your apartment silently, flipping on the lights to absolute silence.

You took a shower and went out in pjs, bundling yourself up in front of your fireplace. It was one of the amenities that sold you on the apartment. You wrote out your wishes on a piece of paper, folding them into paper cranes (for the sake of being dramatic) and tossing them in the fire. You sniffled, hugging your knees to your chest and weeping. You missed home and your family. You felt terribly alone.

On your paper cranes, you wrote for your family, for being surrounded by loved ones during the holidays, and Kol liking you back. Simple, trivial wishes, but ones you had nonetheless. You debated calling it an early night when you heard a knock on your door.

You got up slowly to open it, recoiling in shock when Kol bounds in with Klaus following behind him. Both are wearing Santa hats.

“Mother of God—“ you curse, watching as Kol drops boxes of decorations on your couch and Klaus makes a beeline for your kitchen. “What are you doing here?”

“Celebrating Christmas,” Klaus says, pouring himself a drink (somehow finding your alcohol).

“What?”

“Elijah and Bex will be here shortly,” Kol chimes, taking out some lights and struggling to detangle them. You walk over to help him. As Kol says, Elijah and Rebekah come with more decor than you can handle and even some presents. Elijah gives you the early gift of a record player, a sleek Audio-Technica he sets up in the corner. He puts on a Christmas record and lets Elvis Presley’s “Blue Christmas” sound fill the space. Rebekah decides your apartment should be rearranged and goes to work pushing the furniture into their new places, making Klaus help her. You join Kol in decorating the tree. This mainly includes you redoing what he’s done since he’s absolutely dreadful at it. He pretends like he doesn’t notice you do it.

“This one reminds me of you,” Kol says, holding up a bright red apple ornament. It’s lightly dusted in glitter.

“Why? Because I’m the apple of your eye?” You jest, earning a slight chuckle.

“In Jewish tradition, the apple symbolized strength and hope for prosperity,” Kol explains. “In Wicca, it’s a powerful tool for protection. Much like you.”

You don’t have anything to respond to that, as Kol places the apple in the perfect place. You don’t move to rearrange it, it’s already in its home. You blush under Kol’s gaze and go back to decorating.

Rebekah claps her hands to capture everyone’s attention.

“Family photo time!” She announces, brandishing a camera she must’ve found stashed in one of your drawers. Klaus groans, and she swats him. You all gather in front of the tree. Elijah holds the camera with Klaus behind him, Kol, you, and Rebekah. Rebekah wraps an arm around your middle and props her head on your shoulder as you lean into Kol to fit better in the frame. Kol puts an arm around your shoulders and rests his head against yours.

“Smile,” Elijah says, taking the photo. You all gather around the screen, and you can’t help but smile at how well it turned out.

“You have a future in photography,” you chuckle, nudging Elijah. He rolls his eyes.

“No, thank you.”

Klaus pours everyone some champagne (again, where he was finding your alcohol is a mystery). You see the star at your tree's top and struggle to fit it on. Grabbing a chair, you nervously climb atop it.

“Here, let me help,” Kol says, grabbing your waist for support as you get on your tip toes and fit on the star. He holds you as you step off the chair, finding yourself in his arms. “Can we go somewhere quiet?” He asks, a hint of a tremble in his voice.

You gesture towards the bathroom, a place that’s already too noisy because of your rocky heater. He walks ahead of you, and you close the door behind him. You watch as Kol takes in the checkered floors, blue wallpaper, and clawfoot bathtub.

“Darling, this place is horrendous,” Kol states, and you laugh. “It works.” “It’s terrible.” “Not all of us are made of money,” you cross your arms, leaning against the counter.

“I have to get you a new place purely so I don’t have to look at this one,” Kol runs a hand through his hair, another hand on his hip. He looks ridiculous, and it makes you love him even more.

“What did you need the privacy for?” You ask.

“I have a gift for you,” Kol rifles through his pocket, pulling out a small red box. Your breath catches as he hands it to you. You open the box with trembling fingers to find a necklace inside. It’s simple, with a pendant of a moon eclipsing the sun. Your fingers trace with the charm with a delicacy reserved for beautiful things. “I saw it and thought of you.”

“I don’t know what to say…” “Say you’ll let me take you on a date.”

Your head shoots up, and you look at Kol with wide eyes. For once, his expression isn’t one of a cocky vampire, but rather a nervous boy. “What?”

“I figured it out,” Kol starts, stepping closer to you and cornering you by the door. “Why your heart beat so fast around me…why Rebekah is always asking me to do things with you…why you look at me when you think I don’t notice.” Kol looks down at you, forcing you to look up to meet his gaze. “You like me.”

“I—“ “It’s alright, I like you too. A lot. More than anyone in the past centuries,” Kol whispers. You wonder if maybe that wish you threw in the fire possesses real magic as you see your dreams coming true.

“Okay.” “Okay?”

“You can take me on a date,” you answer, feeling your breath shaky as Kol steps closer.

“Can I call you my girlfriend?” He trails his fingers across your jaw, chin, and lips. Your body is on fire.

“You can call me your girlfriend,” you whimper as his nose brushes yours.

“Can I kiss you?” He lets his breath fan your face, and you can barely let out an affirmative before you grab him by the collar and drag his lips to yours. One of his hands boxes your head against the wall as the other holds your hip, pulling you closer. Your hands tangle in his hair, and you hear him let out a small groan at the action. You let him take control because you’re barely holding on with the way he kisses and touches you. You’re afraid you might break apart if he lets go, and you can barely hold in your gasp as his fingers brush under your shirt.

You would let him take you right there, and then if not for Rebekah knocking on the door.

“Stop snogging and finish the tree!” She yells, earning a growl from Kol as you hear her walk away cackling. He turns back to you, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips as he looks at you with eyes the color of the night sky.

“How does 8pm tomorrow sound?” “Sounds like a date.”

#kol mikaelson #kol mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson imagine #tvdu #tvd #vampire diaries x reader #vampire diaries #the vampire diaries #ficmas 2023 #12 days of ficmas #my writing

[volturissideslut]

I think I worded it better lol

How you think Rebekah Mikaelson would react to the girl she keeps rejecting (who always gives Beks princess treatment and her undivided attention) suddenly being super nice to Elena

𝕽𝖊𝖇𝖊𝖐𝖆𝖍 𝕸𝖎𝖐𝖆𝖊𝖑𝖘𝖔𝖓

"Hi, Bex" you grin, sitting next to the blonde. It was history class, first period, and the only seat next was the one left next to her because she glared at everyone else that dared to try. Not so secretly, you want her, and also not so secretly, she wants you. But Rebekah likes to be chased, she likes to be pampered, and she likes to make life hard. So though she also wanted you and enjoyed any previous advances you had given her, she was going to play hard to get.

"You again? Won't you ever learn to bugger off?" she huffs, turning away to hide her small smile at your presence. You catch the smile, though, and decide to play along despite the small pang in your chest.

"Never. What would i do without my favourite original by my side to talk to, hm?"

"Oh shush, Mr. Saltzman's starting his lesson, now let me borrow a pen"

___

This same back and forth continued between Rebekah and yourself for a few more days now and you stupidly began to think she would start being nice back. You shared your lunch, met when she called, watched her cheer leading try outs like she requested, even tied her laces for her once. And yet, today it seemed like it was going backwards.

"Oh go away, would you. You and-" Rebekah started, about to rant about the 'bloody Salvatores' and 'whiney Elena' but when she turned around to give you a practiced scowl she was met with the sight of you actually walking away.

The smile hidden under her grimace disappeared, wiped cleanly off of her face. Instead, a blank expression laid there, with eyes wide in surprise.

What was more surprising, though, was when you didn't show up for her practice. She no longer felt the need to show Caroline up, and slunk to the back of the group to peer at the stands.

Even more so, when she didn't see you sat next to her usual spot in history class. Instead at the front, doodling in your notebook.

Okay, so maybe it hurt a little. But she got what she asked for, right?

But what actually made her react was getting to the bonfire, expecting to speak to you and bicker - to hash it all out and move along - only to see you laughing with... Elena??

The two of you just looked like peas in a pod, giggling together and reminiscing about when you were closer as kids, when it was all less complicated. And then... and then you shared a smore. Like actually bit into the same one as that - that bitch!

And Rebekah was seething. Not that she really had any right to be.

And so she marched right up there, arms crossed in discontent, "A word, please?" and yet her tone indicated the 'please' was more of a 'get your arse up now'. And so, with a huff of annoyance and a shrug from you, Elena stood up to follow Rebekah. "Not you, you pest" she glared. Elena only looked to you with worry.

Brushing it off, you stood and followed Rebekah.

"What on earth has gotten into you lately? You've-" The blonde girl begins after sputtering for a few seconds

"I thought you wanted to be left alone bex, isn't that what you always tell me? To 'bugger off'?" and she has to hold back a wince at the way her own words are thrown back at her. "You asked to be left alone, and im leaving you alone. Is that all?"

"No that's not all!"

"Then what, hm?"

"Then... then-" she surges forward, kissing you deeply. "That, that's what!" she says angrily. "I'll see you Monday, in your normal seat, thank you very much" she turns to storm away, pointedly ignoring the hammering in her chest and the butterflies in her belly

"Okay" you whisper, fingers ghosting over your lips, mouth still tingling from the feel of hers. "See you Monday"

And that Monday she decides that maybe it's time to switch the narrative. Maybe its time for her to be attentive to you.

#x reader #headcannons #hc #the vampire diaries #the originals #tvd #tvdu #rebekah mikaelson #rebekah mikealson x reader #asks open #ask #reqs open #request #volturissideslut #rebekah mikaelson x y/n #rebekah mikaelson x you #rebekah mikaelson fluff #klaus mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #kol mikaelson #finn mikaelson #freya mikaelson #the mikaelsons #tvd fanfiction #tvd rebekah #tvd blurb #tvd fic #tvd imagine

[hilsoncrater]

ted lasso finale so so soon...... thoughts? predictions? ramblings?

honestly i am....so excited to see what happens. i really want it to be 1.5 hrs long. i feel like that's a fair amount of time to tie everything up.

(basic) predictions:

nate comes back to coach richmond, with ted passing off the manager torch to him

trent and nate interaction is something i would love to see

ted goes back to kansas, realizes This Ain't It, and comes back to richmond

rupert's exes unionize and take him down (with bex getting west ham)

trent narration of his book. he becomes the press officer for richmond

roy/jamie/keeley endgame

afc richmond wins it all, but this happens within with first 30 mins

rebecca reunites with dutch boat dude by chance

trent doesn't know ted's back at richmond, and they see each other again for the first time in the press room à la notting hill style. only this time ted's asking trent the questions

keeley's PR firm is thriving

issac haircut for colin

colin kisses his fella

acknowledgment of trent's feelings for ted (bonus if it's reciprocated)

rebecca being rebecca, the silly boss bitch she is

return of nora

barbara and jamie interaction

trent's final shirt is one of ted's

start of the new football season, the himbos losing their minds that ted is back

i just want a happy ending with the richmond family together and thriving!!!

#ted lasso #ted lasso speculation #thank you for the ask!

[bisexual-horror-fan]

Why Freddy Is A Child Killer And Nothing More.

SO! I am fucking sick and tired of seeing this shit over and over again so I think it is high time I make a post addressing this formally. Freddy Krueger is not a pedophile, child molester, kiddy toucher, or whatever the fuck you want to call it. 

You might be saying “Well Bex! I heard that originally Wes Craven-” Yup. Originally Wes Craven played around with the idea of it but it was cut early on and did not make it into the final script and nothing pertaining to that was ever shot either. 

Next you might say, “Oh but what about the 2010 remake? He was totally a fucking pedo in that!”

You are right in the 2010 remake he was! Okay. So. I am gonna say this next part loudly and clearly.  

Fuck the 2010 remake.

Wes Craven has literally nothing to do with it. In fact they did not consult Wes on the remake at all and he expressed his displeasure over that fact as well! The remake is not fucking canon to me and many others due to that fact alone. The vast, vast majority of people you see on here, myself included, who love Freddy are talking about the OG 80s and New Nightmare Freddy played by Robert Englund.

Speaking of Robert Englund! He is very important to this conversation. Now why is that? Because he played the character for twenty years? Yes I think that does give him a good amount of say in this conversation. But more than that he literally made the character who is. After A Nightmare On Elm Street back in 1984, the first one, Robert asked for more money and better billing when ANOES 2 was going to happen, the studio said fuck that, the makeup is the most important part! And they recast him! 

They got two weeks into shooting before they realized how hard they fucked up and asked for Robert back, meeting his originally, extremely fair, especially considering his role, demands.

Freddy is not just saying bitch, it is not corny one liners and it is NOT just make up, there is a fuck ton more to him, there is depth and Robert? Clearly understands that to the point that the studio agreed no one else could play him in the original franchise’s run. So I think we can agree what Robert thinks about Freddy is clearly important, leading to my next point.

As for what Robert actually has to say on the matter, and I quote from this article published on Bloody Disgusting in 2015 of what he said when asked for his thoughts on this by some fans at comic con.                                       

“You can imagine Freddy to be anything you want,” Englund began. “My theory is the word “child killer”, there’s something darkly…darkly poetic about that. It’s a very frightening phrase. Child killer! That should be enough. And I think there’s something symbolic about being a child killer. He kills children because children are their future and there’s no place for Freddy in the future. And it’s revenge on the parents! It’s the most painful thing a parent can do is to lose a child before they die. I mean, I can’t imagine how anybody…how any adults or parents survive that, the death of a child. So that’s nasty enough!”

I mean that says it all to me. He has been asked on many occasions and I have seen him even refer to the idea of Freddy being a molester as “gilding the lily” basically, it is wholly unnecessary like a hat on a hat. Freddy being a child killer is enough. Wes thought so. Robert thinks so too.

And for me? That is more than enough. I hope this clears up shit for a lot of people.

#Freddy Krueger #slasher x reader #BHF vents #BHF thoughts #BHF speaks #I am so so so SO tired of seeing this shit parroted over and over again with NO thought to it #Freddy has not is not and never will be THAT alright?! #Freddy Krueger X Reader #Take it #Look at it #Internalize it #Did I make an almost 1K post going off about this? #YES I DID

[politelymenacing]

I don't think this will happen, and I am so happy that Nate has made ammends with the lads and Beard (cannot wait for the Ted/Nate reconciliation), but I don't think he should go back to Richmond.

It's clear Roy is being lined up to take over from Ted (and anyway Ted is staying) and Nate has more than proven himself at West Ham.

What I would love is for Bex to get West Ham in the divorce (because fuck you, Rupert), mirroring Rebecca, and for her to rehire Nate. Nate then curates the same sort of environment that Ted has at Richmond and preaches The Lasso Way, so it spreads outside of just the one team.

And then Bex and Rebecca can be badass boss bitches taking over the Premier League together.

#i'd also be pretty happy if Nate left football altogether #so long as he is happy #but i think this would be a great way of spreading the lasso way #nate shelley #bex mannion #rebecca welton #ted lasso #the lasso way #ted lasso speculation #ted lasso spoilers

[purpleyoonn]

A Bond Made of Love 14

C H A P T E R  14

“I will protect you from all around you. I will be here don’t you cry. For one so small, you seem so strong. My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm… ‘Cause you’ll be in my heart. Yes, you’ll be in my heart. From this day on now and forever more. You’ll be in my heart no matter what they say, you’ll be here in my heart always.”

-Phill Collins

Summary: Your last owner had almost beaten you to death, leaving you at the very shelter he had adopted you from. This time, two tall men walk in, immediately drawn to you as you rested in your small cage. You couldn’t help but become attached, just hoping you wouldn’t be abandoned once again by the idols you grow to love.

Genre: fluff, angst, hybrid, bts idol au, mates, bonding, comfort/hurt, poly relationship,

Pairing: poly idol!bts x hybrid!reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: feelings of abandonment, major angst, fluff, polyamory love, mentions of violence, mentions of sexual assault, discrimination, some a/b/o dynamics, smut

Chapter Warnings: smut, fingering, teasing, implied breeding kink, marking kink, praise kink, implied subspace, mc being touch-starved, Jimin loving the taste of mc’s slick, maybe future slick/cum kink?, Jimin being a little hungry and getting carried away, voyerism if you squint, Jin getting lost in the mc, Jimin being such a good baby boy, sub Jimin, dom yoongi, dom jin, sub mc, anal sex, mc needing to feel full, aftercare, jin being the sweetest, slight subspace Jimin, slight overstimulation, 

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Masterlist // Chapter 13 // Chapter 15

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Walking forward, Jin placed you gently in the middle of the bed before stepping back. By now, you could see Jimin only had his boxers on, while Yoongi was moving to lay next to you, his naked body glistening with sweat as he brought his hand down to his dick, moving his hand up and down slowly as he looked at you.

You looked down realizing you were still wearing your shirt, well Hoseok’s shirt. You brought your hands down to pull it off you, your body feeling way too hot but was stopped by Yoongi’s hand.

“No baby. Your job is to just lay here and be loved, okay?” He placed a small kiss on your lips before pulling back. He was resting on his side, hand holding his head up as he watched the other boys. Jimin having trouble removing his boxers due to the accidental orgasm he had in the living room.

“Aww did baby boy make a mess?” Jin raised an eyebrow, moving to hook his fingers into the band of Jimin’s underwear, tugging lightly on it making the younger man let out a whimper.

Your eyes were locked on them, never seeing them like this before. You had seen them kiss, or even mark each other’s neck, but never like this. It had your mouth watering and more slick dripping onto the bed, something Yoongi took notice of.

“Here, let hyung do it.” Jin bent down, kneeling in front of Jimin and helping him out of his boxers. Once you thought Jin was going to stand back up, he brought his hand to Jimin’s dick and took him in his mouth, his nose pressed to Jimin’s pelvic bone before pulling back, licking a stripe up the underside of Jimin’s dick.

A loud whimper left Jimin’s lips, his mouth formed a small ‘o’ as he tried to hold himself back, knowing he wasn’t given permission to touch. He held his hands to his side, watching as his hyung took him in his mouth.

“Jimin looks so pretty like that, doesn’t he?” Yoongi whispers in your ear, eyes on your hands that slowly move down your stomach. He grabs ahold of your wrists with his right hand, keeping them in place as you both watch Jin and Jimin.

You nod your head in response before remembering what Jin had told you.

“Yes.”

“Good girl using your words.” Yoongi praises you, watching as you clench your thighs at his words.

You turn to look at him completely, wanting to ask him to touch you only to miss the look on Jimin’s face as he cums, Jin swallowing every last drop before getting up.

“Such a good boy, remembering the rules. Why don’t you go help Yoongi as a reward, hmm?” Jin looks towards Yoongi, his tip red and glistening with precum. He hasn’t been touched yet but the sight of you and Jimin cumming has him ready to orgasm himself.

“C’mon here baby.” Yoongi says, gesturing for Jimin to move forward, causing said male to practically lunge for the man. His hands already grasping onto Yoongi’s cock.

Your eyes are glued to Jimin’s hands, almost forgetting about Jin, whose body moves to kneel in between your legs, pushing your thighs apart.

“Oh baby, you’re so wet, darling.” He brings his hand to your cunt, pulling your lower lips apart so he can see you, your hole expanding and closing as he moves, as if beckoning him to come closer.

“You look so good like this, spread open and wet, so ready for me.” Jin’s words have another gush of slick leaving your opening, and he watches as his drips onto the comforter, a moan leaving his lips at the sight.

“Do you think she is ready Yoongi?” Jin asks the other man, looking towards him and seeing him now on his back, arms behind his head as he watches Jimin bob his head on his length.

“Hmm, let me check?” Yoongi says, bringing a hand down your body, from your shoulder, hovering over your nipples before moving down your stomach to your core. Before you can do anything, his fingers have you gasping as he pushes his index and middle finger in, pushing his fingers apart to test how stretched out you were before removing them. He sticks the two in his mouth, staring in your eyes as he does so.

“Yes hyung, she is ready.”

At this point you can’t tell what your body is feeling, as if you were floating in the wind. Each second with them, seeing them like this, has your body feeling almost too hot to comprehend. You needed something, anything to quench the burning in your abdomen.

“Look at me baby.” Jin’s fingers cup your chin, turning your head to face him. The glint in his eyes had you entranced, his stare holding you to him.

“Listen baby. I need you to use your words. You need to tell me if you are uncomfortable, or if we hurt you in any way. This is all about you and how you feel. I need you to be honest with me, can you do that.”

“Yes Jinnie.”

He takes the opportunity to surge forward, his lips locking with your own. The kiss was messy and wet, everything you didn’t know you needed. As he licked inside your mouth, claiming every bit of you he could, you felt him drag his tip along your pussy, smearing your slick along his length.

Jin pulled back for a second, needing to watch you expression as he entered you, needed to engrave it onto his eyelids. He watched your mouth open as he pushed his length in, slowly and stopping every couple seconds to let you adjust to his size. He made sure to watch for any show of pain, any movement from you had him pausing.

Once he was fully in, he adjusted his weight, leaning on one of his arms and using his heels for leverage as he was almost kneeling between your legs. You couldn’t help but start moving your hips, trying to bring him even closer to you causing him to chuckle a little.

“So needy for her daddy, huh?” Jin teased, using the nickname you gave him to his advantage, watching as your eyes widen, caught off guard as he began to pull out and push back in.

You feel him pull out of you, the tip getting caught on your entrance before he pushes back in, the power behind his thrusts causing you to move forward, your legs wrapping themselves around his waist to try and anchor yourself to him. But this only made him reach deeper inside of you.

You scrambled for his neck, wrapping your arms around his back so you had something to hold onto, the sensation still new and causing you to seek comfort. Jin took the opportunity to his advantage, his lips moving like a brush as he began to paint your skin purple. He couldn’t help it, maybe going a little overboard but he didn’t have to hold back.

He didn’t have to be careful of the claim he left behind. He could mark you as his and no one would be able to tell him otherwise. He moaned at the thought, sucking harshly at the skin of your collarbone. His lips moving further down to suckle at your breasts as his hips continued to move.

Your moans sounded like heaven to Jimin, spurring him on to make Yoongi cum faster, not wanting to make him wait any longer. He needed to touch you again, needed to bring you to the height of pleasure. He wanted you to see stars as he made you climax.

A hand tugging at his hair had him pulling back in confusion. He hadn’t even noticed he made Yoongi cum already, the elder’s legs shaking in overstimulation.

“Got carried away didn’t you baby boy?” Jimin nodded in reply, the others already knowing he can get nonverbal in his headspace. They’ve all made sure that Jimin has other ways to communicate, taps on their thighs or hair tugs being some of the once used most often.

Yoongi nods, pulling the boy up his body so his dick was against Jimin’s ass. He moved his hands to hold Jimin, cupping the flesh there as he moved to finger is rim, eyes widening in surprise.

“Were you hoping someone would take you baby boy? Stretching yourself out for your hyungs?” Yoongi coos, moving to grasp onto the plug and pulling it from Jimin’s hole, causing small whimpers to leave his lips at the empty feeling.

“Don’t worry baby boy, hyung’s going to fill you right up.” Yoongi helps Jimin sit properly on his lap, before plunging into the younger’s hole, immediately moving to keep pace, knowing the way to get Jimin riled up after so many years together.

The sound of skin hitting skin was all that was heard, not even the sound of pleasure could take over the noise. Jimin was bouncing on Yoongi’s cock, trying hard to get himself off while Yoongi was moving his hand up and down Jimin’s, needing to see his skin coated in cum.

Jin and Yoongi were matching thrust for thrust now, Jin’s hips hitting yours with every thrust. You couldn’t hold back your moans even if you tried, each sound or moan of his name spurred Jin on, his hips now moving faster and harder as he brought forward your second orgasm.

“Jinnie please!” You moaned, gripping onto his shoulders as he adjusted his position, spreading your legs farther allowing him to reach even deeper inside you.

“It’s okay baby. I’ve got you.” He moaned, moving down to capture your lips again.

The knot you felt earlier was forming again in your stomach, the warmth flooding your system as you clenched around Jin’s length.

“Baby girl, if you keep doing that I’m not going to last much longer.” Jin groaned, eyes closing at the feeling. Soon enough, Jin moves his free hand to your core, rubbing at your clit to help you reach your climax. He could teel you were close, could tell you were reaching your orgasm.

“Cum for me baby girl.” His words seem to come at the right time, eyes closing as you see stars enter your vision.

You can feel Jin thrust a couple of more times before he cums, covering your walls with his seed. The feeling of being full is something you aren’t used to, but you find yourself loving it, not wanting him to pull out. You want him to stay where he is, the comfort you receive from him being so close has you purring.

Jin sees this, and moves to put his weight on you, still inside you as you adjust your legs to bring him closer. He wonders if cockwarming would be a good thing for you, seeing how relaxed and peaceful you seem right now. However, he needs to pull out and clean you up.

“No Jinnie.” You whine a little at the feeling of him pulling out, the emptiness the only thing you feel as he walks away.

“Don’t worry baby. I need to get you cleaned up before the others get home, okay? Don’t want you to be a messy baby when they bring home dinner, do we?” Jin talks as he moves into the bathroom, door open so you can see him as he gets a wet washcloth before coming back to you.

The sensation has you trying to move away, too overstimulated but he only tuts at you, moving his hands to grip at your thighs to hold you still as he cleans you up. He makes sure you are all cleaned up before moving to the dresser, pulling out a shirt of his own.

You watch him as he turns back around, looking at the scene next to you. You turn your head to see a starry-eyed Jimin and Yoongi who is massaging Jimin’s back and hips. 

“Jiminie is okay, baby. I promise. He just likes to be held for a while after sex.” Yoongi assures you, seeing the look of concern for Jimin crossing your face. You bring a hand out to push some of the hair away from Jimin’s face, his smile becoming large as you look at him.

“Jiminie okay?” You ask him, speech a little slurred as you try to piece together a sentence.

“Jiminie okay.” He responds, moving forward to place a kiss on your lips.

“Okay babies, why don’t we get you in the bath, get you all nice and clean before Namjoon and Hobi bring back dinner.” Jin stands at the edge of the bed, the hot water running in the tub with a bath bomb on the edge of the tub, ready for his babies to get in.

Without needing an answer, Jin scoops you up in his arms and brings you to the tub, gently lowering you in until you were covered by the warm water. A couple of seconds later Yoongi carries Jimin in, placing him in front of you so you were facing each other. Jimin wears the biggest smile, his eyes closed as he pulls you close, your body now in front of him as he holds your hands in his.

He holds your hands the entire time you are in the bath, helping Jin wash you and he himself ran his fingers through you hair, making sure all the shampoo and conditioner was out of it. They were so gentle with you, so sweet and caring that your eyes were becoming blurry, stray tears falling down your cheeks.

“What’s wrong baby?” Yoongi asks you, his hands cupping your cheeks as you now stood outside the tub, Jin’s hands holding a towel and patting you dry.

“Nothing. I’m just…happy.” You reply, searching for a word that could define your emotions only to come up short. You didn’t think there was even a word that could hold the meaning for everything you felt in that moment.

All three boys just smiled, Jimin even letting out a small laugh at your words, more than content with your happiness. Yoongi himself brought you in, lips on yours as he tried to express his own happiness with his actions.

Yoongi has never been very good with words, always seeming to mess up or not say something when needed. Unless it was written, he always made things worse. Miscommunication led to a lot of fights in their early days, most of the time he would be at fault, and it ate him up inside. But now, he finds it hard once again, but for a different reason this time. Yoongi finds that not even words can express his love for the seven people that inhabit his heart and soul.

Plus, he can’t seem to get enough of your touch, holding you close to him even when you were dressed in another shirt of Seokjin’s, a reluctant set of hands helping pull up a pair of panties covering your core upon your insistence.

After ushering you to the bathroom once again, Yoongi grabbed one of Seokjin’s combs and began to untangle your hair, careful of your ears as he did. This gave you an opportunity to look at yourself. You seemed to almost glow under the bathroom lights, their marks of claim covering your neck and collarbone. You could even see a couple peeking out from under your shirt on your shoulders. The blush that covered your cheeks was not as red and dark as the obvious claims Jin gave you.

“You look beautiful covered in our marks, baby.” You look to your side to see Yoongi’s eyes on you in the mirror, his fingers pushing your hair to the side as he sets his fingers on your neck, softly running his fingers over his own marks. A shaky breath leaves your lips at his touch, causing him to smirk.

“Yes, she does.” You both turn to the side to see Namjoon, his eyes set on your skin.

“I’m not surprised, with the way Jin loves to see us marked up. His possessive nature seems to take over during sex.” Namjoon smirks again, walking up to you. Yoongi steps back, a sending a quick wink your way as he moves out of the bathroom.

You turn away from the mirror, now face to face with Namjoon as he grasps onto your biceps, ribbing the skin that held some light bruises, he guessed from Jin. He held such a soft look as he held you gaze, an unknown glint in his eyes as he lets the roam over your figure.

“I hope they treated you like a queen, my love.” His whispered, his hands now cupping your jaw and tilting your head up to look him in the eye, his form now towering over your own.

You nodded your head, words all but lost from your mind. His presence always made you feel safe, your body relaxing in his hold. You couldn’t help but rest your head on his chest, letting him wrap his arms around you and hold you, your legs wrapping around him as he adjusted your figure in his arms.

“Come, darling. Let’s get you some food in your belly.” Namjoon spoke softly, eyes crinkling as his smile reached his cheeks, dimples out proudly as he held you close.

Namjoon had so many questions for you, wanted to know how your first time was. Needed to know how their touch made you unravel, but he also needed to know you were okay. He can only imagine your first time was a lot, considering the three were intent on working you up. Understanding that you might need time to process, he forced his mind back, letting one of the others speak up. He had already made two wrong decisions in giving you space and didn’t want to make it a third time.

There was a lot that Namjoon was unsure of, and there were things he knew he would never understand. His need for control left him searching for those answers, and unfortunately his observation skills were sometimes lackluster.  He was left wondering more every time he interacted with you, and just needed to come to the conclusion that there were things better left unsaid, better left unknown.

When it came to you, it seemed that he didn’t know how to breathe, your presence always managing to leave him gasping for air. Your touch making him crave more, leaving goosebumps littering his skin.

He only hoped that you felt even a semblance of what he did.

#bts #bts au #bts hybrid au #bts hybrid #bts hybrid fic #bts idol au #bts idol #idol!bts #idol au #bts polyamory #bts poly #bts poly!au #bts poly au #bts poly! #bts x reader #poly!bts x reader #bts x hybrid reader #bts x curvy reader #purpleyoonn #angst #smut #bts smut #a bond made of love

[deancaskiss]

hiiii y’all! it’s bex jasmine and i’m back with a whole new url and theme! <3 it’s time for the kissing era!

😇 angelcaswinchester >>>> 💋 deancaskiss 😘

(ps, i loved the angel url too much to not use it, so now my backup blog is @angelcaswinchester and my main blog is @deancaskiss)

I promised I’d be back when I had some new writing to share with you all.

well, surprise! I don’t just have one, but two new fics to share with y’all today!

below, i’m going to share a snippet of each fic with a link to both of them on ao3. I hope yall like them! one of them is a new installment of the 50 kisses series and the other is a destiel tumblr!au <3

a little distraction (part of the destiel 50 kisses series) -

Cas tried to pay attention to the movie, he really did, but it was late, and the way Dean was trailing his lips across Cas’ neck was far too distracting for even an Angel of the Lord to ignore. “You’re doing that deliberately,” Cas muttered, reaching for the remote and only managing to catch the volume button instead of the power button.

“Doing what?” Dean asked, breath ghosting along the vein in Cas’ neck as he slowly brushed his nose along the underside of Cas’ jawline.

“That,” Cas huffed, even though his hand slipped around Dean’s waist to pull him closer.

“Oh, this?” Dean mumbled, ghosting the shape of his smile along Cas’ chin before settling at the corner of Cas’ mouth. “Don’t tell me the Great Castiel can be distracted with a few simple kisses,” Dean teased, his lips fitting against the side of Cas’ mouth.

“S’alittle more than simple kisses,” Cas muttered, tilting his head and sighing softly when Dean’s lips connected fully with his own. Cas could feel Dean grinning against his lips, and the kiss was barely more than their mouths brushing together as Cas smiled, too.

Dean pulled back a fraction of an inch, bumping their noses together before closing the gap to kiss Cas properly. And God, even after all this time, it still felt just as electrifying and utterly exquisite as their first kiss. “Is this distracting?” Dean mumbled, slipping one leg between Cas’ thighs as he straddled Cas’ lap.

“Mmm,” Cas hummed, slipping a hand under the back of Dean’s shirt, until his fingers could trail along warm skin. The movement caused Dean to shudder, and Cas felt a smile bloom across his own lips as the vibration trembled along his Grace.

Read the rest on ao3!

AND! A BONUS SECOND STORY!

Are @impala67​ and @angelbeekeeper dating? (a destiel tumblr!au) -

Admittedly, Dean should’ve known better than to trust his brother’s judgment. Signing up to join this website was a bad idea. A really really bad idea.

He was far too old for this. Mid-30s, single, with an obsession with vintage cars and cooking in his spare time. Honestly, there wasn’t much going for him when he put it like that. So what did he have to lose by creating this account?

“It’ll be good for you, Dean. You’ll find great recipes there to cook, and I’m sure you’ll find an account or two that has some vintage car stuff, too,” Sam had said, as if it were that easy.

That little bitch.

Sign up for Tumblr, Sam said. You’ll enjoy it, he said.

Yeah right.

Now, as Dean sat with his cursor over the username bar, the box waiting for him to type in his suggestion for a name, he was very much regretting having put his email into this site. Was it too late to turn back now?

Alright. You know what. Screw it. What harm could there be in making the account? It’s not like anyone who knew him would know about it anyway.

Typing in the only username he knew he’d remember, Dean hit enter and watched as the box lit green and a new page opened up.

‘Welcome to Tumblr, @impala67 ’ popped up on the screen.

“Well, that was easy,” Dean muttered to himself, following along with the setup steps and following a few basic blogs that fit his interests. Pictures and videos started to fill his dashboard, and Dean raised an eyebrow as a picture of a classic Mercedes appeared at the top of the screen. Huh. Not a bad looking car. Maybe he could use this site as a way to match-up cars he was currently fixing up to get them looking up-to-par again.

Maybe this site wouldn’t be such a waste after all.

Read the rest on ao3!

#destiel #dailydestieldelights #spn #supernatural #becauseofthebowties #useranny #useralison #userda #usermoogs #archervale #emeraldcas #spxcekya #greatcometcas #feathersforcas #thisisapaige #userjactingjoices #scottstiles #anztag #usertabitha #chapeldean

[herrmannhalsteadproduction]

Game Night 3: It’s Bex Ball, Bébés (Chapter Two)

Summary: This is Part Twenty of my series A Herrmann/Halstead Production. It is an AU where Christopher Herrmann's mom had an affair with Pat Halstead resulting in a baby. The series follows this OC character (Rebecca "Bex" Herrmann) as she grows up and gets to know her brothers and the various Chicago teams. It is very much an AU, just to underscore that. It doesn't follow the same timeline and characters will follow different paths.

Click here for the Series Rundown where you can find the links to read all of the previous installments (which I highly recommend you do so that this one makes sense.)

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Swearing and threats of violence

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Statesville – Minimum Security Unit

Thursday night

***

Ty

Ty lay back on his bunk, staring at the water-stained ceiling as he thought through his plan one more time. He’d been given a chance. He wasn’t going to blow it.

“Anderson,” a grizzled old guard, Mitchell, called out to Ty. “Heard you got lucky, asshole.”

Ty sat up to stare at the man—he’d learned pretty quickly it wasn’t smart to leave yourself in a vulnerable position around anyone in this place. Learned quickly and learned hard.

“Early release,” Mitchell continued, lip curled up in a sneer. “Place gets too crowded and their solution is to put pricks like you back out on the street.”

“Like you said,” Ty shrugged. “Lucky me.”

 If you could call it that. He’d still have an ankle monitor and a parole officer breathing down his neck. And once his trial happened, he’d probably be thrown right back inside.

“Eh, we’ll be seeing you again soon enough,” Mitchell said, echoing Ty’s thoughts. “I know your type. Bastards like you just can’t help yourselves.”

Ty bit back the snarl of words that fought to break free. He’d never end up on the winning side of that confrontation. And it wasn’t worth messing up his release.

Not when he was so close.

He stayed silent, watching Mitchell whistle as he walked away. Once he was out of sight, Ty lay back down on his bunk and returned to reviewing his plan.

Step one, get released in the morning and take the bus back to Chicago.

Step two, do his preliminary check in with his P.O. and make nice.

Step three, ditch the ankle monitor and track down Emery.

Step four, kill the bitch.

She’d ruined his life. He wasn’t going to pass up the chance to make it fucking worth it.

Ty smiled grimly to himself.

Step one…

Click here to read the next installment: That Herrmann/Halstead DNA

Click here to read Game Night 3: It’s Bex Ball, Bébés on ao3:

And here is the tag list (let me know if you wish to be added or removed):

@sorry-i-spaced, @iunnowatuwant, @thegirlwhowishedeveryonelived, @ivyalmighty, @thewannabewriter, @lexhalstead3, @multifandomgrl08, @foxes-and-cats, @sensitivemallysix, @thebewingedjewelcat, @emme-looou,

#A Herrmann/Halstead Production #one chicago #chicago fire #chicago pd #chicago med #oc character #rebecca 'bex' herrmann #a herrmann/halstead production #alternate universe #not canon #not beta read

[cromulentreader]

TPT reading thoughts chapters 20-25

And done reading. I avoid rating books outside of liking them - or not - and would re-read (or not). I liked this one more than TSH, so pleasantly surprised. I will re-read certain scenes in this book with Jude, Madoc and Tiernan.

Chapter 20 (cont.) 

Elaine dies too and Oak complaining

The Roach <3 Roiben and Kaye mini-cameo <3

Randalin, you bitch! Cardan would not be ok with dying by Randalin’s hand. Unacceptable, really

Fala delivered the best line of his existence

Oak goes kill-mode-activated. Jude blames Madoc. Leander got the Madoc’s clan baptism

Cardan has long forgotten about not being a killer and wants to kill anyone sus. I can’t blame him

I’m confused about the POV, ngl 

Chapter 21/22

Why would Dain have a crest beside the Greenbriar crest?

Honey-mothing your lover. Tsk, tsk. Ha, he plans to kill her, a family tradition at this stage

“something else to lose”, this boy spent time with Vivi

MOTHER MARROW, I feel betrayed

Bex is inside a nut. This would be a lovely tale

Wait. Oak, child, you still have the usual glamour right? Why wouldn’t that be enough to get Bex to behave? 

Bogdana fight time, yes?

Chapter 23

Jude, Jude, Jude <3

Jude is duelling another family member, Leander better watch out

This is probably the only chapter that brings me back to the Elfhame of the previous trilogy 

Chapter 24

The love spiel was nice but felt off at the same time

Wings? Why?

Madoc had a realization moment. Can he be trusted now? Probably not looking at the chess moves

T&H made up <3<3<3

Wren went to see her unfamily

So Taryn believed killing her abusive husband was the worst thing she did? Really?

Everyone is very cool with Garrett being stuck in a tree

Cardan being awesome

Oak can abdicate but we need a few months for a backup plan, maybe more. I was like “Sir, you know it can take long to conceive?”. Then Cardan talked about going to watch the faerie edition of The Selection

Jude has massive balls to go  back into the undersea

Chapter 25

They’ve spent like 3 months together tops, no need to marry anytime soon 

“King of someplace”, mf forgot about his promise to the Thistlewitch. Promise that Wren can no longer break either

#the prisoner's throne #the prisoners throne #read 2024

[rayniscatstatue]

Stellarlune unpack with me

Sophie is done, she needs therapy

Keefe come back, please

Sophie and Ro one bed trope… slay

Dadwin was only there for a few chapters. Shannon fix this. What is wrong with you?!

Ro should’ve punched Cassius in the face… Sophie has my back

Let Sophie burn things

That fight within the entire group. Nah uh, I’m not having it

Tam vs Linh?????

What crack is Shannon on to make her do that?!

It must be a high dose whatever she is on. Like girly what? Give us back the twins as twins. Twins deserve to be bestie twins. We also deserve bestie twins

Tam sticking up for Sophie

Cue me and my fake dating Sotam au where they fake date just to piss of Fitz and add more chaos to the group

I am living for platonic Sotam

I eat that shit up

No but Sophie and Tam vs everyone

Literally everyone hates the pettiness duo. It’s Snarky Sophie and Spiteful Tam

Just Sophie and Tam being besties and glaring at everyone

Enough about platonic Sotam, we will get back to that later

Linh just stop

I want the old Linh back, she literally carried books 5-8

Stina’s redemption is just down the drain…

I think Shannon mopped it up or licked it up, who knows?

Fitz needs to be angry

Let the child be angry but still be Sophie’s friend!

Chapter 23 tho!!!!

Sophie fawning over Keefe the entire chapter and finally realising her feelings

But also Ro leaving the chapter before

The Glimmer reveal

Like Rayni sounds so hot

Time to count how many people want to marry her

And that she doesn’t regret being in the Neverseen. Girlboss

Rayni is a girlboss

Say it with me, Rayni is a girlboss

Tiergan adopting all the gay kids

He is that meme of “how many kids do you have?” “Biologically, legally or emotionally?”

Tiergan is done with this hetro shit

He must want to quit teaching Sophie and Fitz at this point

The “Stop calling us Fitzphie!” Damn

Like dude you literally still have a crush on her…

Rayni is what made that book not boring

She made that meeting happen

Dex and Biana are totally dating but haven’t told anyone

You can’t convince me otherwise but their is chemistry between the 2, and it is getting spicy

Like they are getting along too well

Dexiana is sailing

Wylie stop being a fucking council stan

I am begging you Wylie!

Your dads taught you better

Btw, Tiergan and Prentice are the closest to canonically in love we will ever get!

Sophie snapping at Oralie

Dex must be there for that drama because damn, Sophie hates that girly

Just calm down a bit

And Sophie’s new attitude is slay

Marella putting gold in her hair

If that doesn’t tell you that she is head over heels in love with Linh then I don’t know what will

I ship it

Okay but the Jensi appearance

Sophie and Jensi besties

No, Sophie, Tam and Jensi as the new trio!

Jensi is gay tho, you can tell

Okay now the meeting! Rayni slay the day you absolute queen

Sophie with her entire plan

Rayni feeding Tam when his stomach growled will never be forgotten

The Trix and Rayni friendship

Tam stopping Sophie from having a panic attack because of Vespera!

Tam would honestly be an amazing friend

Trix outing Keefe for being fake with the Neverseen! Like Keefe is really an idiot

No but Maruca and her “is that true?”’s to Tam

Girly was shook

Sophie and Tam showing up to Dex’s in the middle of the night with a forbidden spy ball with ways to get Keefe back

Dex would’ve screamed

What if it was Juline that opened the door to Sophie and Tam?

Also Biana was missing

She literally just disappeared throughout that book

No but you can tell Sophie and Tam annoyed Dex so much while he was rigging the Spy ball

He wanted to slap them

Also Bex and Lex annoying them

Also poor Rex

Save Rex petition

I don’t like Shannon for that one

Then when they jumped out a window to flee to London and drag Keefe back

Sophie, Dex and Tam slayed

Then how Tam wishes Linh was there

Okay In the hotel, the “Foster?” As Sophie literally hug-tackled Keefe

Should’ve bitch slapped him tho

How Keefe was trying to take his shirt off for Tam, like you are gay

Dex standing there

Poor Dex

Also Tam just standing there

Poor Dex and Tam

Then them going back to Havenfeild

Edaline hugging Keefe!!!!

Also Keefe having presents ready to give to Sophie because of what he did

That’s what you get for running away

I want to see Sophie, Dex and Tam babysitting the triplets

Even Sophie and Dex babysitting them would be amazing

Oh my god, the kiss

The kiss guys

Sophie and Keefe finally kissed and Fitz was salty about it

Also both of them caring about each others feelings

Keefe calling Sophie “Sophie” during the confession

Fitz is salty

Like “You kissed him, you didn’t even kiss me” *wah wah wah*

Fitz is acting like a toddler that got his toy confiscated from him

Calm down dude

The damn hairpin was in Biana’s jewellery box, that was Biana’s plot point in the entire book at this point

Then Tam chaperoning Dex and Biana

He knew that Sokeefe happened so he had to move onto Dexiana

Keefe teasing Sophie

Like he really wants to kiss her in the moment

Then Keefe coming along with Sophie to make sure she is safe

That is like Sophie stopping Keefe from going to Ravagog in book 4

Sophie, Keefe, Marella, Maruca and Fitz at it

Gisela bowing up Vespera so she doesn’t have to confess her love for her

Taking notes

Then Elysian

Elysian neutrals

Like Damn girly, that cliffhanger…

And why hasn’t Ro came back yet…?

#kotlc #keeper of the lost cities #kotlc stellarlune #stellarlune #stellarlune spoilers #it was a wild ride

[werebutch]

HAI!!!! HOW WAS YOUR CHRIMMY .. I HOPED IT WAS GOOD!!! :DD I got an axe (that is also a window breaker, knife, and compass and probably more but im fucking stupid), a wolf knife, BASS SKULLCANDY HEADPHONES THAT ARE LITERALLY INSANE, a robot dog LOL, a book about wolves, a mimecraft goat plush, a three days grace shirt, THE WITCHER FOR SWITCH and finally (well I can't remember rn) a vibrator that is a hammer because it made me laugh once and bjørn thought it was too good. HAHAA. and I went to a family Christmas FOR THE FIRST TIME AND IT WAS SO NICE I MET HIS FAMILY AND FELT SOO INCLUDED..T_T I love other rednecks. BAHAHA. <3 look they're in love. (Their son in the center) HOPE YOU HAD A GOOD DAY I LOVE YOU!!!!

Hi bex don’t worry it did send:) YAY!!!!!!! So glad to hear from u ilysm hiiiii wow that sounds so awesome ^__^ THATS SO FUCKING COOL… you got so much cool stuff this year omfg?!?!!seriously.. THATS SO COOL DAWGGG… love the hammer omfg all of these things are so u HAHAH.. HIS as in bjorn or his as in one of ur emo bitches?LMAO THAT SOUNDS SO NICE.. I’m so glad you got to have a good xmas sorry I’m like so happy for u I just don’t even know what to say LOLLLL.. wow that’s a whole family pic so beautiful ♥️♥️ you have to tell me specifically what headphones cuz..omfg.. I want to see how much $…. LOL

My Christmas was pretty nice on Xmas eve we went to my bff’s family’s huuuuge party I had a couple drinks but I did not feel it so that was a little sad cuz I hate alcohol so I drank it for NOTHING!!!!!!BAHAHAH BUT it was fun 😁 they had some really good food.. it was really funny cuz my bff still calls me this random nickname from my animal jam days so I fully had his family members calling me that since that’s all he told them.. so bizarre and funny to hear out loud LOL.

Xmas day my BFFs family got me some stuff but they don’t really know what I like soooHAHA but it’s cute!! I like the bread sponges.. also gave me a couple little things of vodka and rum LOL but yes.. we played a bunch of games and mtg which he’s super into now.. and mostly just chilled out!!! Having a lot of good food lately as well :)

Me and my family had xmas before I left so I will show u my stuff when I get home.. apparently all of it didn’t arrive in time so I will have more when I get back lol^__^

#sorry I’m like really out of it lately I hope im explaining and talking ok im like . I DONT EVEN KNOW? ??????? #im so glad you’re doing well ilysmmmmmmmm #asks #canidor

[razorsharpteeth]

TIMING: A few years prior. PARTIES: Samir & Pat LOCATION: Jacksonville, FL SUMMARY: The newspaper at Samir's work bears headlines of two murdered tourists. He's normal about it. CONTENT WARNINGS: Mentions of murder.

FLORIDA RIPPER STRIKES AGAIN: TWO TOURISTS FOUND DEAD.

JACKSONVILLE — The bodies of two honeymooners were found on the shore this morning by a local fisherman. “Looked like someone had gone to town on them. This freak’s gotta go,” he said, before going on to describe the ripped states of their bodies poking out of the sand. Local authorities have no answers yet.

Bex and Dawn were a newly married couple exploring the Keys on their honeymoon. The pair went missing the night before their planned departure a week ago and had not been seen since. Their bodies were found on the shore after winds blew the sand they’d been buried under away …

Samir shut the newspaper with force, hands clammy as he tried to neatly fold it and return it to its rightful place in the breakroom. Nausea took a hold of him as he shoved his chair back, a tremor spreading from his hands to his stomach to his lips. 

It had happened again. It had happened in the Keys, it had happened in West Palm Beach, it would happen if he went further north. What would they call him then? Would he still be the Florida Ripper when he ditched his state? Clammy hands ran through his hair, then over his face. He needed something cool, so turned to the drink machine and used a few of his last dollars to buy a can of coke.

Pressing that against his temple, he wondered for the umpteenth time if his DNA would match that of the wolf inside. He thought of the deaths that hadn’t been written off as murders, but rather as animal attacks. He wondered what was more accurate. Murder by man or animal.

The door creaked open, one of his colleagues slipping in the break room. “Alright?” Pat saluted, offering Samir a grin before seeing his slack and sweaty face. He looked like a melting wax figure, desperately pressing a cool tin can against his head. “Shit. Like, are you alright?”

A nod. “Yeah, the fuck’s telling you that I’m not?” Samir’s eyes flashed up, anxiety twisting into something more manageable. Anger was ever-present and poorly suppressed, especially in a moment of apparent weakness. He bristled. “It’s just hot out, yeah? Bitch-ass humidity. Can’t catch a break.” 

He tried not to look at the newspaper, which appeared to have not been touched. The headline was screaming at him from his periphery, but he kept his eyes trained on Pat for a moment, as if challenging him to say something. To give him an excuse to go off. What did it matter, anyway? He’d have to get out of town soon enough, find another place to do the same shitty work. Soon enough, he’d never see Pat or think of him again.

The other just held up his hands. “Relax, man.” Samir watched him sit down at the round table, fingers reaching for the paper. His stomach lurched. A drop of sweat ran down his back and he found himself straightening, fingers pressing in the can but not strong enough to do any damage. The monster inside would break it.

“Well, hey, gotta go. Break’s over. See you ‘round.” Exiting the breakroom before Pat could comment on Florida’s own local serial killer, Samir found himself outside in the humid, blaring sun. Steps were taken with haste, though none of it alleviated the tension that made his chest grow tighter, tighter, tighter. Not even throwing the can against a wall and watching it explode was enough to leash the rage inside.

#solo.

[countrymusiclover]

62 - To Getting Rebekah Back

Part 63

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

Dragging Aurora's limp body into a room of the Mikealson's compound I threw her against the wall while we waited for her to come back. Flipping my hair out of my face I scoffed leaning against the wall. "I don't see why we can't just do a mind dive on her like Klaus did with me when I was still a witch."

Freya began burning some sage in a circle in the middle of the room. "I'm shocked you're thinking about the safer option. A few minutes ago you wanted to kill her."

"Oh please. She's annoying me enough where I still want to kill her." Snapping my gaze downward to her slumping my shoulders. "But she's the only one who knows where Bex is."

She nodded her head seeing that she was waking up. "Took you long enough."

"Oh, are we to play a fun game?" Aurora asked, lifting her head up.

Freya burned some more sage around her. "Actually, yes, and now that my spell has made it so that no one can hear what happens…"

"Cause in case you missed it we're gonna have a lot of fun." Bending my knees I grabbed her chin in my nails flashing my fangs.

Aurora smiled up at me. "Raelyn, how I wish I could adore your flair. I can't forget the fact that you gave him what I couldn't."

"Ohh well I can rub it in your face after you tell us where Bex is." I wined releasing her chin from my hand.

Aurora made a nose looking at Freya now. "Oh, ok, so then what, pray tell, are we doing here?"

"I think I'll leave my sister in law to tell you what's next." She sat the sage down when I rose to my feet.

Crossing my arms over my chest I smirked wickedly at the vampire girl. "You're gonna tell us where to find Rebekah, or we're going to kill you."

Aurora made a disappointing face. "Oh. Hmm."

Raising my hand up I snapped my fingers drawing her up to me holding her by her throat. "Where's my sister in law?"

"Not telling." She snapped.

"Ah sha lana!" I responded where she grabbed her head falling on the ground.

"Still…not…telling." She groaned.

Turning on my heels I launched one hand forward, breaking her legs together at once. "Tenebris lapsus!"

Aurora fell on the ground but she began laughing where Freya stepped up, beginning spells of her own on her. She launched her around the room like a rag doll for hours. Until she landed against the dresser panting. "Uh!...Is that the best you've got?"

"Until I can kill you yes!" Baring my teeth together in frustration I clutched my hands into fists causing some fire in one hand. "Incendia! I'm gonna ask you again... where is Rebekah?"

She smirked, rising to her feet before Freya snapped her fingers causing her entire body to feel pain. "You're quite strong for an infant."

Vamping up to her I punched her across the face. Aurora ran towards me where we went back and forth hitting one another until I slammed her against the wall. “Ah! Uh... Uh... Uh! Ah! Uh! Uh! Ah! Agh! Oh! Rrgh! Ha! Ah! Uh! Huh!”

Freya clutched her hand forward causing the red head to hold her head yelling in pain for a few minutes. “Whoo! Ha ha ha! That actually hurt. Ha ha! Oh, I haven't felt pain since the 1700s... kind of tickles... and for that, I'm gonna make you suffer.”

“No you’re not actually.” I grabbed her by her shoulders siphoning from her.

She winced sharply. “Huh! Agh!”

"How about a werewolf bite, you psychotic, little bitch? Cause I know someone who doesn't have a relationship with you. Motus !" Growling in her ear I released her into the wall.

Aurora smirked where I wanted to snap her neck right then. “By all means if only I can laugh in your face when Nik heals me.”

Freya glanced at my direction growling through her labored breath. “Maybe Klaus would heal you, but I doubt he would heal your brother. Why don't you have your werewolf Hayley bite him instead?”

I smiled at the red head. “Hmm, that’s not a bad thought.”

Aurora threatened, crossing her arms over her chest proudly. “No one should dare harm my brother... Seeing as you're all going to need him if you want your precious Rebekah back.”

Our group was back in the dining room with Lucien clicking his tongue. “Longitude and latitude. Lovely.”

Tristan clinked his galls with his sister. “Well, despite our differences, I believe great strides were made today.”

Aurora smiled. “Hmm.”

Elijah made a threat sitting back down at the table. “Tristan, I can't murder you this very moment, but I could just as easily tear those eyeballs from your skull and feed them to your sister.”

Klaus warns him with me leaning against the armrest of his king chair. “Elijah, these are our guests.”

Aurora said back. “ Nik, it's so sweet of you to defend us.”

“Don’t get too comfortable with the idea!” I warned her by crossing my arms over my chest.

“You know, I doubted my brother's wisdom in bringing us all together today, but he was right. We must confront the harsh realities we all face and make difficult choices... To ensure our collective survival... And I have every confidence that my choice... Will be the right one.” Klaus got to his feet moving behind Tristian suddenly snapping his neck.

Aurora gasps at what he had done when he threatened her sternly. "Were you anyone else, the servants would already be mopping your blood from the floor. If you do not bring my sister home, Tristan will die slowly and in tremendous pain."

Aurora croaked through tears. “You betray me after all your promises of love.”

Nik raised his voice at her getting in her face threatening her to bring her home. “I meant to keep those promises! It was you who shattered them when you took Rebekah! Now I have your brother, a sibling for a sibling. I want Rebekah back.”

Aurora got in his face vamping away. “You will regret this. Huh!”

Freya asked him with me standing by her hip. “After everything today, you just let her go?”

Elijah reassured her. “Aurora should be easy enough to control. We have Tristan now.”

Klaus shifted closer to his vampire flashing his golden wolf eyes into his. “Lucien... You will take me to Camille, and you will surrender the medallion, or you will meet an end so cruel, the devil will weep.”

Stomping around the knocked out vampire I didn't bother wasting time vamping to his place. The elevator door opened quickly where I noticed that Cami was waiting outside holding a daylight ring. “Cami, we have to go now.”

“I took that vampire guy's daylight ring. He can’t get out until dark.” She told me to hold it up.

Taking her hand in I rushed us back to the elevator tapping my foot nervously until the door opened again and I gasped under my breath. "Aurora, shit!"

"Hello again, Raelyn." She smiled wickedly. "You must be Cami."

Cami's heartbeat began to race in our vampire ears. "Raelyn, what do we do?"

"Don't worry. I can take her!" I revealed my fangs and the veins under my fangs to her.

Aurora backed us into a corner when she revealed something from behind her back. In her hands was a stake and a vial of some liquid that I could only assume must be werewolves venom or something. "Oh on the contrary dear girl. You see she won't be getting the upper hand against me this time."

"What the hell are you going to do to me?" I growled shielding Cami with my body. "Leave Cami out of this."

The red head shook her head. "Sorry not an option. You see, I need her for my plan."

"Raelyn - uh!" Cami grunted when Aurora shoved a needle in her body to the floor.

I attempted to vamp at her but she pressed the tip of the stake over my heart. "Ah ah not so fast, darling. You might be a witch but I can still stake you and kill you with this."

"You really are a bitch. Why are you doing this?" I bared my teeth.

She leans forward. "Cause I won't let you keep my lover from me. Now either you come with me willingly or I kill Cami right now."

"Why you little -" I cut myself off when she moved the stake over her human heart in a taunting way. "Huh…fine."

Aurora grinned, dragging the blonde human towards the doorway. "Excellent."

"Dic mihi, hva du vet…" I mumbled praying that she didn't hear me do my mind spell before I followed her through the elevator. "Nik, please find us before Aurora kills me or Cami. We need you."

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[copias-girl]

BET I HOPE U WROTE A GOOD EULOGY 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

It would go a little something like this:

“Friends, family, and children of Satan. We gather here today to mourn the loss of our beloved Sister of Sin and fellow witch, Bex.

Before I continue, if there are any stupid bitches here, please leave. Your presence would be against Bex’s wishes. Thank you.

Our lovely Bex was taken from us far too soon, passing away shortly after Papa Emeritus IV blew a kiss at her. Thankfully the family has chosen not to press charges. It was a noble death, an esteemed death, a fate which we all would aspire to fall victim to.

We pray that the Dark Lord himself will welcome her with open arms into infernal paradise.

Ave Satanas and nema 🙏🏻

Also, there’s booze and a disco ball in the back of the hearse, so please join me in a black magic ritual to resurrect our guest of honour Bex from the dead SO WE CAN FUCKIN PARTYYYYY”

#notmanagingmymischief #my lovely ghestie #ask box

[bisexual-horror-fan]

Dear powerful Bex if you had to put your mutuals in the Scream movies who do you think would survive?

HOOO BOY! OKAY! LETS FUCKING GO!!! This is a fantastic ask man, I love this.

So! I think our hot as fuck, big name get that is the shocking first out is @looooooooomis, can't you see her opening a scream movie? Getting that first call, the banter and back and forth, the little chase and that huge, brutal first kill? She would body that shit so hard. I need it. Love you lots Lex.

Next, I think we would see in rather quick secession @gophergal and @lightofthemoonglow get got, one of those fun scenes where the pair are hanging out and are both inexplicably killed, a valiant effort is put forth, but sadly it ain't enough. They get in some good hits tho.

Next still @ace-of-clubs-and-diamonds and @tinymonsterlover fall one after another around the mid-point, something real gruesome and unexpected. The kind of kills that makes the theatre audibly be like "oh my God-"

We get near the final act and lose @loserwitchbitch, RIP K, you will be sorrily missed, a fan fave that people get angry got killed. @visceravalentines gets an unconventional kill! Working at the morgue, dealing with a ton of the fallout from the murders and we get a sick as fuck Ghostface jumpscare from a body bag, how sick would that be? A death truly worthy of such a cool person.

Final act kills is where @darklylucid and @early20sfailingplenty as well as @lordebugington get separated and sliced, moment of silence for the bad fucking bitches we lost. During the reaveal and monologue we lose @mrsaltieri-real who SOMEHOW hasn't run herself through on Ghostface's knife until now, a truly impressive feat. @lucifers-horror-harem also is lost during this time, don't ask me why, it's giving pushed off a roof, a valiant effort that just falls short. @kruegerzkunt gets the last kill after the demasking, so close, but so far.

And who manages to make it out at the very end, I would say @f1nalboys left town and has been lying low since the first kill and managed to squeak through. Leading to the very end where, who is left standing but @lackingspace, @eggsandbeer as well as @therottengirl. Harley would manage to survive because Ghostface didn't double tap, serious stab wound but she makes it. Riri would have gotten away barely to get a hold of the cops, and Kate would just go batshit, rip and tear, no way Ghostie stands a chance by this time of night after all the damage taken. I think whoever Ghostface is at this moment is giving their speech and she just, snaps and tackles em. I am talking a Sam Carpenter stabbing Richie moment.

I love all my moots a ton, this is just in good fun but also man I need a scream movie casted with my moots.

#Listen some people HAVE to die #It's a scream movie #But fr I love you allll #Sorry if I left anyone out #BHF asks #GREAT ASK ANON

[rinwellisathing]

Get to know my OCs: NPC relationships

Sentry Ojeda:

- was in love with Gortash as the leader of the Bhaalist cult.

-Before he found out he was a Bhaalspawn and led the cult, he spent some of his childhood at the temple of Ilmater and considered Father Lorgan a father figure.

-Had close friendships with a lot of the workers at Sharess' Caress because they accepted him without judgement. Considered Ffion a mother figure.

-Gets along well with Dammon and enjoys talking shop with him.

-Considers Rolan one of his best friends, but mainly because it really annoys Rolan that he does.

-Understands Barcus Root and becomes a good friend of his when he realizes that the way he used to be Gortash's boyfriend now feels an awful lot like what Barcus has going on with Wulbern now that Sentry is working towards redemption.

-Raphael gives him bad vibes, he only realizes why when he remembers Gortash.

-Dame Aylin is his very best friend and coolest older sister figure ever. He basically idolizes her.

-Bothering Ketheric was his hobby when he was Bhaal's chosen.

-Looks up to Zevlor as who he wishes his father was.

Jaina Thalassia:

-Doesn't like Ulder Ravengard and considers him a bad parent, tolerates him for Wyll's sake, rescued him for Wyll's sake when she realized how sad he was that his freedom cost his father's life after she convinced him he deserved freedom.

-Just a complete catty bitch to Mizora. This is where we see the most influence from Yennefer of Vengerberg in her characterization. She is dismissive of the cambion and things she's vain and overconfident.

-Hates Raphael and is highly wary of his behavior towards Mol. As a teacher she knows all the Red flags she's seeing.

-Close friends with Bex, Alfira, Lakrissa, and Lia. She's missed having Tiefling friends since she started working in Baldur's Gate.

-Although she's probably younger than Rolan by a couple of years, she feels protective of him because she's met Lorroakan and knows he's a prick and a terrible teacher.

-Devoted to the tiefling children. In the absence of her own students, she feels responsible for these kids.

-Strikes up a friendship with Aylin and Isobel. She usually doesn't trust female Elves or humans(Aasimar are close enough in her mind) because of her coworkers but she's pleasantly surprised to find one she gets along with outside her party.

-Awkward around Zevlor because she's realized he's the tiefling paladin her dad had a fling with when he was younger and traveling as an adventuring paladin

Ghustil Kroger:

-Admires Kithrak Voss and will generally trust what he has to say.

-it's on sight with Auntie Ethel. Some of his companions may find her amusing, but that's medical malpractice she's committing and he takes that seriously.

-Kind of clings a bit to Isobel for guidance and information about Selune when Vlaakith abandons him.

-Still hasn't forgiven Nettie for trying to poison him, which is also medical malpractice.

-Really miffed at how Inspector Valyria doesn't seem to want to do her job.

-Finds Rolan incredibly attractive but unlike how easily he was able to approach Wyll, he can't really do the same with Rolan, so he's an arrogant dick right back to him.

Gish Octavia:

-Thinks Auntie Ethel is her friend and their fights are a game of sorts

-Was planning to kill Lorroakan the second he was rude so she could steal half his library.

-Alfira is probably her favorite person in the world.

-Actually Lucretious might be.

-Wishes she could meet Mystra so she could stand up to her for Gale.

-Thinks of Rolan as a fun academic rival.

-Isn't so sure why her 'siblings' are so quick to trust Voss when Vlaakith herself has already betrayed them.

Jackal:

-Actually appreciates Raphael and has him on his list of potential people to follow.

-Considers the same for Cazador if Astarion won't accept him.

-Tolerates Orin because she also hates Sentry.

-Views people like the Drow Twins as pathetic and an insult to his people. Same for Araj Oblodra.

#baldurs gate 3 #oc #tiefling #baldur's gate 3 #durge #dark urge #tav #githyanki #drow