#BUT I CANT GET THIS THOUGHT OUT OF MY HEAD

[runningthroughthegarden]

finally kissing you

the relationship you had with art was complicated to say that least. you had always tried your best to keep your feelings for him a secret. you didnt want to be just another girl pining over him. you were his best friend after all, your job was to support him, not fall in love with him. but that didnt matter anymore, cause you had fallen in love with him. and now you were burdened with the task of having to pretend like he was just your best friend.

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it was a usual thursday night, after training you would head over to art’s place to study or watch a movie. tonight you decided the homework could wait and put on your favorite movie.

his arms clung around your waist as his head lay softly on your chest. you raked your fingers through his curls with a soft smile on your face. it was times like this you truly thought your relationship could be something more. that soon came crashing down.

“thank you y/n” he whispered so lightly you almost missed it.

“for what?” you softly giggled.

“just everything, i cant imagine what id do without you. dont tell patrick but i think youre my favorite best friend” he replied, quickly gazing up at you with a soft smile before snuggling back into you.

best friend. you knew thats all that this was, but the subtle reminder hit harder than youd like.

“yeah of course” you let out a small laugh to cover the break in your voice, tears threatening to spill.

you could tell by his change in breathing he had fallen asleep. before you knew it hot tears were spilling down your cheeks. this was so stupid. you knew you were just his best friend. but here you were crying as his arms clung around you and his breath tickled your neck.

you couldn’t take it anymore. you slowly slipped out of his grip to grab your things. taking one last look at his peaceful state, you left.

-

waking up on friday morning was honestly a shit show. you felt pathetic and just wanted to forget about all of it. so you decided it was time to move on.

it was no secret you had guys who would do anything to go out with you. you never paid them any attention cause you had art. but it was time to get over him so you decided to text a guy from one of your classes and asked if he wanted to hang out. he of course said yes so now you were in your dorm putting on your best dress to hopefully forget about art.

you truly felt so good about yourself and were excited to hang out with someone that wasnt patrick or art.

the date had gone shockingly well. the two of you had a lot in common and were laughing practically the entire time. still, a part of you ached. you felt yourself thinking back to art but tried to snap out of it as soon as you could.

he had offered to walk you back to your dorm which you kindly accepted. walking through the courtyard as the moon shined down you couldn’t help but wish it was art you were walking with. but you weren’t, you had to stop thinking like this.

“thank you for tonight, i had a lot of fun” you stop, looking up at him.

“yeah of course, im just glad i got the opportunity to take such a gorgeous girl out” he replys with a smile.

a blush creeps up on your face as he slowly starts to lean in. cupping your face with his hand, noses slightly touching.

“hey!” a voice you recognize all too well is shouting from behind you. oh my god.

stepping back from the boy you look to see art standing there. a flood of embarrassment washes over you.

“do you have a problem?” the guy asks putting his hand around your waist to pull you in.

“yeah i do get your hands off my girl!” art comes storming up pulling you away from him.

“you two are dating?” the guy steps back, clearly confused.

“no!”

“yes!”

you and art shout at the same time. looking at him with the most confused look on your face.

“it looks like you two have some things to sort out. i’ll see you in class y/n” he states with a sad smile and walks away.

“what the fuck is your problem?!?” you yell, turning back to face art.

“what is my problem? you’re the one who ditched me to go make out with some random guy!” he yelled back.

“why are you so mad?!”

“im not mad! i just think theres better people you could be kissing” he confesses.

“oh and who would that be?” you ask, angrily getting closer to him.

“me” he whispers.

“what?” every thought you had was now thrown out the window.

“i want you to kiss me” he confesses, stepping closer to you.

“but im just your…best friend” you whisper, feeling yourself get nervous under his gaze.

“y/n i think youre the love of my life”

his hands come up to cup your face.

“so can i please kiss you” he asks, desperation written all over his face.

without saying a word you smash your lips onto his.

#art donaldson x you #art donaldson x reader #art donaldson #mike faist #mike faist x reader #challengers

[tra1nchi]

HIIIIII!!!!!:3 HELLOOO ><

your writing gets me off REALLL good you have no idea bro like NNNGGHHHHHHH its so DELICIOUS i will simply slurp it all up like sweet honey iced tea on a hot summer day dude

i have a rant + request to offer, this is probably gonna get a little long since im horny as shit bro like omfffff

maybe uhhh a taller boyfriend fucking reader, choking him infront of a mirror? and errrr taking photos and/or recording, lots of praise (good boy, pretty boy, angel, etc), jerking the reader (i am a huge fan im sorry), wanting to hear readers sounds? like for example reader tries to cover his mouth out of embarrassment but boyfriend doesnt let us? HHHOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH folded.

im sod sosyrr this is super specific im jsust gay and horny😞

feel free to answer this whenever, i will wait NO MATTER WHAT for these types of content :3 if you cant do it just hit me up its fine lol, dont forget to take care of yourself darling xoxo

-[Anonymous].

BAAAH blushing,,that's the biggest compliment ever luv u,,MINORS DNI!! bttm male reader,,praise,,mirror fuck,,recording,, size diff

you felt so small underneath him,,so exposed infront of the mirror as you watch how damp his hair was with sweat,,the way his eyes narrowed in concentration to make sure he was fucking your hole good!!

Glancing up with a smug smile,,puckering his lips at seeing your hand covering your mouth,,shaking his head as his hand moves to wrap around your neck,,leaning down close as his cock deepens even further inside!!

"Where's my pretty boys noises hm? You know I wanna hear them.." He coos in your ear,,gently using his free hand to move your hand away from your mouth as he moves quicker and deeper inside of you!!

"That's it, there you go..Good boy." His smile curled up into a grin at the sound of your noises,,each time his cock hit your prostate you seemed to get even louder!! His larger figure towering over your frame!!

Watching your facial expressions in the mirror and deciding it wasn't enough to satisfy himself,,reaching over to grab his phone as he stops his thrusting,,ignoring your protests as he takes a picture of where your ass connects to his cock,,

"Look at you, my handsome angel." He leans forward showing you the picture as his fingers move into your mouth,,lazily thrusting them in and out as he zooms in on where you both where connected!!

"So fucking hot.." He mutters moving away,,starting to record how your body moves with his thrusts,,his eyes half lidded,,his hand moving down to jerk you off as he records it!! >□<

"C'mon darling, cum for the camera..do it for me." He presses a sloppy kiss to the nape of your neck as you cum all over his hand,,sending him into his own blissful state from just the thought of having recorded it!!

#{anon asks} #{bttm male reader} #bottom male reader #sub male reader #x sub male reader #x bottom male reader #{h4rny ask}

[fishermanshook]

ASK: pretty pretty please… fools gold.. smut if you can.. I CANT KEE EDGING TO HIM WHENEVER I MATCH AGAINST HIM 😞💻 I GOTTA TAKE HIS CRYSTAL ROCK COCK

ROCK HARD!

( fools gold sex h/c’s ) + gn!reader

MINOR WRITING SMUT , grammar and spelling warning

INTRO

I suppose it is your fault, you shouldn’t have underestimated your boyfriend's ability to fuck you raw in his bedroom, not caring who hears either of you or if his Survivor counterpart walks in as you do it on his bed. 

His opposite shouldn't be back for a while though, as he's stuck in a match against that Ivy chick. Guess you'll just have to stick it out for a while, huh? Don't worry, he'll make it worth the wait. 

꒰wc꒱ 535

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold who is undoubtedly rough with you in the bedroom. Leaving marks in their wake decorated across your soft and delicate flesh unlike his own. Bruises from your last session have only just started to fade away to make room for more to come.              (He doesn't mean to hurt you, it's just that you're so much tinier than he is and he can't help but toy with you a bit.)

↳ on top of this, jealousy runs through the Hunter's veins. The cuts and bruises and hickeys and whatever else he does to mark you up is an indication of who and what you belong to. He can’t stand watching you interact with the other Survivors and, hell, that pesky Prospector who takes up far too much of your time. Time that could be better spent splitting you in half. 

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold is such a tease too. He'll mess around with your tiny little body and force you to leave for your match all hot and bothered. It's all part of the plan though because it means you'll just come crawling back to him for relief, not realizing what you're getting yourself into. 

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold who loves to get messy in bed and uses his hands and fingers to make you cum 1, 2, 3 too many times, leaving your body overstimulated and all too sensitive to his rough touch. It doesn't matter how many times you beg or whine or claw at the rocks on his back, he doesn't stop. 

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold who is always the one on top. It doesn't matter if you start it or end it, you'll always manage to find him towering over you with that same devilish smirk that adorns his face. 

🪨⛏ | Fools Gold who has the stamina of a 10-time gold place Olympian runner. He can go all night and then morning and then night again if called for. But know that once he starts, he won’t stop. The little sympathy he has goes toward calling it a night after round 5 or after you've passed out in his arms. He gets it, it's hard having a boyfriend who could last longer than he could. (Norton.)

The sound of keys unlocking the door pulls you from your aroused state as both you and Fools Gold turn your head toward the door. 

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me." Norton sighs while turning his head up towards the roof. 

"Speak of the devil, could you leave? We're kind of in the middle of something." Fools Gold says, still halfway inside you as you cover your body in embarrassment. 

"That’s it, both of you, OUT!" 

note: I picked this up b/c I thought it'd be interesting especially because I've never written for him before,,,also annon im going to haunt your dreams now b/c you didn’t read rules (I’m calling you rocky annon now if you ever decide to send in something else)

also you guys help I have 37 (36 after this post) drafts

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[prismuffin]

Omg! Okay so I just thought of the cuties thing in opinion! And wanted to do an ask of it!!

So, Male Reader is a shape-shifting alien kinda like Marsion's (Ex:Mee-gan ), but they can only be in a form that is not their true form for a limited time. Like 16hrs or something, after that, they shift back to their real form, unless they are in like fight or flight mode. After the time is up their behavior is that of an autistic that is burnout or overstimulated.

The MaleReader's true form basically looks very similar to an Earth's panther (i.e big cat) expect it has 4 sets of eyes and has a pure white coat with red patterns.

So! How would Dick, Jason, Tim, Wally and Conner (sperately) react to Alien MaleReader doing the cat behavior of 'if I fits, I sits' after seeking them out to take a nap and recharge?

Ex: Jason wanting some peace reading while laying on the couch, and reader just climbs his way up the back of the couch, to carefully place himself in between Jason's side and the couch cushions.

I'm working on some full fics but as to not let my blog seem dead I'll get this ask out the way! Anyways I think that-

Dick was in the kitchen making himself some lunch. For once, he decided to sit down at the table to eat instead of going to his room. He was sort of surprised to see you in your true form creeping your way over to him. He, at first, thought you wanted some of his food which he was not gonna give to you but instead you simply shrunk down underneath his chair. Squeezing yourself through the legs of the seat and resting your head on his foot. He was confused but just let it happen, sighing as he realized he was stuck with the cat curse and now he cant move because you're laying on him.

Jason would be sitting on the couch, finally glad to find a rare moment of quiet. He was simply relaxing until you came in, you were in your true form so he didn't think you'd be too much of a distraction. But he was wrong when you walked up to him and practically draped yourself across his lap, resting your head on a nearby pillow. You exhaled deeply and just closed your eyes, joining him in his relaxation session. He looked around at the rest of empty spaces on the couch before looking back at you, shaking his head with a slight smirk he just let you lay on him since you were warm.

Tim would probably be working, mumbling to himself about god knows what when you'd walked into his lab. He turned when he'd heard his door open and greeted you as he saw you enter, asking if you needed anything. You didn't answer and simply walked up to him, rubbing yourself against his legs with your tail held high before diving between his legs. Because of your size he had to steady himself as to not fall over. He let out a surprised gasp before trying to push you out but you wouldn't budge. When he did successfully get you out from underneath him you just followed him and did it again and again. If this was your way of getting him to stop overworking himself so much it is kind of working.

Wally had recently gotten a new package and boy was he happy, besides the fact that he had to assemble it himself. So he sat on the floor of his room trying to put together a gaming chair, screwing together two parts that look like they definitely shouldn't fit that way but that's besides the point. You'd entered his room and he'd given you a quick greeting before going back to building his chair. He'd heard some shuffling from where you were and turned to ask what you were doing only to see you fitting yourself within the large box that his chair had come in. You'd successfully smushed yourself down enough to fit perfectly in the box and he couldn't help but laugh at the sight. He took a picture, ignoring the soft glare you were giving him.

Conner would be resting and taking some time for himself not really doing much sadly. It was a rather boring day so he just sat himself on the couch, submitting to the mindless entertainment that the tv offers. Sooner or later you walked into the common room, spotting the kryptonian you moved over to him before shoving yourself under his legs. He was confused at first and asked what you were doing but didn't get much of a response besides a semi-sassy look as you just laid down and closed your eyes. He didn't move as your presence simply added to the comforting feeling of the couch especially since you were practically a warm footrest for him.

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[h3arts4harry]

-Not yet-

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warnings: angst, no happy ending, drugs, death, swearing, idk what else lmk

y/n x bsf!chris sturniolo

based in LA

y/n (19) red chris (20) orange matt (20) blue nick (20) purple blake (23)

-

9:47pm

knock knock

i walk downstairs from my room and open the front door to 2 police officers with saddened looks on their faces, "y/n l/n?" the man on the left asks pursing his lips, "uh yea whats going on?" i furrow my eyebrows in confusion, "we have some bad news about your mother and brother" the other, who i recognise to be our neighbour paul speaks, my heart instantly drops to my feet as i look back and forth from both of the officers, paul goes to speak again but closes his mouth and looks down to his feet, my mind races with all the possibilities that couldve happened, yet not once did i think of what was to be said. the other looks down to me, "we regret to inform you that your mother and brother unfortunately been killed in a car crash-" i start to dissociate after hearing that, not registering the rest of what hes saying.

My chest feels heavy as my eyes fill with tears, i bring my hand up to my chest falling back onto my feet failing to stabilize myself. Paul rushes to me and catches me as he gently brings me down to my knees, sobs exit my mouth as i cling onto him, it feels as if my whole world has collapsed, that time has frozen. "im so sorry y/n" i hear paul whisper, small sniffles come from his nose, trying to keep his composure, he and my mum were best friends since college, as much as i feel like my life has ended, i cant help but feel bad for him.

i cant concentrate on anything, all i know is that i need my mum, but she isnt here, neither is my brother. My head is pounding as thoughts overwhelm me, i instantly stand up rushing out the door, leaving everything where it is. The other officer looks back at me as i run, paul quickly walks to the pavement "y/n where are you going" he yells, worry coating his voice. I ignore him, blanking out everything,

all i knew was i needed chris.

-10:12pm-

i get to his house and try open the door but its locked, i rapidly knock, not minding if anyone is asleep. "y/n?" matt answers the door looking down at me, his eyes widen as he sees me stood there, tears streaming down my cheeks, my makeup smudged from crying, my bottom lip trembling tucked unto my teeth. he engulfs me in a hug "y/n what happened" he asks as i sob into his chest, "th-they're gone" i choke out, "whos gone?" chris asks from behind matt, i immediately push away from matt moving to wrap my arms around chris, he copies bringing his arms around my waist, eyebrows furrowed looking up at matt who shrugs. matt looks around outside then closes the door behind him as we head up the stairs.

i cling onto chris's arm walking upstairs. "y/n whats going on" chris asks, lifting my chin to look at him as we sit on the couch, i lift my knees against my chest, hugging my legs. i cant bring myself to fully say whats happened. i cant accept it. too be fully honested i dont even know what happened, i didnt hear anything paul or the other officer said. my breathes become heavy as i pull my bottom lip between my teeth again, chewing at it, "y/n stop that, your lip will split" i look down at my knees as i fidget around with my fingers, tears slowly fall down my face.

nick walks downstairs from his room, matt rushes to him, placing a hand on his shoulder leading him away from us into the kitchen. "whats going on?" i faintly hear him ask as he looks over at me and chris on the couch. chris speaks up again "y/n please tell me what happened" holding my hands that are still wrapped around my legs, i swallow looking up at him, taking a deep breath, "they're gone" i whisper, my voice raspy from crying, "who y/n" chris furrows him eyebrows, concerned and confused, his eyes flicker from mine to nick and matt in the kitchen behind me back to me. i look down and close my eyes, shaking my head as tears slowly start too fall down my face again. chris moves closer to my side bringing me into a hug as i cry into my hands.

-timeskip-2 days-

i havent left the triplets house. they found out what happened though, i still couldnt bring myself to say it but paul had stopped by the next morning to see if i was there, i was asleep when he informed chris of everything that had happened. once paul left chris came back downstairs to me staring at the ceiling, his heart dropped a little seeing me. he told me everything paul told him. i knew my mum had left to pick up Blake from work as his car was in the shop, and i thought they hit traffic which is why they were taking longer than usual. it was a drunk driver. i was furious, but i couldnt do anything but cry. the driver was on the wrong side of the road and had collided with my mums car head on. chris had hesitated before carrying on. he survived. the fucking drunk driver lived while my only family i had died. the anger built so high in me i broke down, chris brang me into his chest, i soaked his shirt with tears. even after my crying slowed we stayed like that, holding onto each other for what felt like hours. i ended up falling asleep on him due to exhausting myself by crying.

-7pm-

"hey chris?" i look up next to me, us both laying against his headboard. "hm?" he puts his phone down on his lap, facing back at me, "can we go on a walk? i feel like im going cry" i bite the inside of my cheek, "yk its okay to cry, but yea ofc" he gets up to put on his shoes, "i know but i dont want to" i say blankly, slipping on my shoes, walking to chris's dresser grabbing one of his fresh love hoodies.

as we're walking down the dimly yellow lit streets, chris looks down at me fiddling with the rings on my fingers and decides to break the comfortable silence "do u wanna try smoke? it might help you calm down, you dont have to obviously but sometimes matt comes to me for weed for his anxiety n shit" he nervously asks, i clear my throat before speaking "uh yea sure" he pulls out a pre-rolled spliff, bringing it to his mouth lighting it, then taking a deep inhale. he takes it away from his mouth, exhaling slowly, then passing it to me. i take it, looking up to him as we walk, lifting it to my lips, trying my best to copy his movements, taking a deep inhale in, i exhale, coughing a little. "easy there trouble" chris chuckles at my coughing, rubbing his hand along my back, "not funny" i frown with a pout which makes him laugh more. "just take it slow, inhale it then take in a breath, so it hits you here" he instructs pointing to my chest, i do as he said to, then exhale briefly closing my eyes in relief.

-9:30pm-

We've smoked the whole joint between the both of us, and i feel like all the weight has lifted off of my chest. chris isnt as high as me cause his tolerance is higher as he smokes almost everyday. i hold his hand, swinging our arms as we walk back to his his house, "i love you yk" i smile looking up to chris, he laughs a little before replying "i love you too n/n" he smiles at me repeatedly squeezing his hand.

We walk into the living room, where nick is editing a video and matt is scrolling through tiktok next to him. "heyyy" i drag out greeting the boys on the couch, they both look up at me and chris walking over to them. nick and matt raise an eyebrow watching me slump down next to nick, chris sitting next to me. Nick sits forward putting his laptop to the side, then faces me lifting his hand and squeezing my cheeks looking at my red eyes and dilated pupils, "youre fucking high" i giggle looking to chris, who is being frowned at by matt. he drops his hand whipping round to chris, "you dumbfuck" he curses shaking his head. "y/n c'mon lets go to bed" he stands putting his hand out, "okay nicky" i stand grabbing his hand, he pulls me upstairs to his room, i turn my head to matt and chris still on the couch "night boys".

-timeskip-2 months-

Im back at my house, my empty lonely house. I hated it here, everytime i opened my eyes and walk around my house i was forced to relive my memories, and it hurts so bad, but i had nowhere else to go.

Ive been buying weed from chris basically every other day now, i would only leave my room to get shit from him. He was very hesitant to sell it to me at first but i assured him that its helping with my anxiety and panic attacks, he kept offering for me to hang out but i refused, i didnt want to leave my bed.

-CHRIS POV-3pm-

I sit down at my computer about to load up fortnite when my phone lights up;

hey come over with a 3.5?

i sigh looking at my phone, im really worried about y/n, she only ever texts me to come over with weed and whenever i ask her to hang out she makes up an excuse. nick and matt keep asking me where shes at cause she never answers her phone to them. i dont know what to do.

yea lemme see what matts doing

k

i walk out my room to matts, "hey matt?" i knock on his door, he opens it then sits down on his bed, scrolling through his phone. "can u take me to y/ns?" i ask hitting my phone on my hand, "yea sure, do u need me to get u later or are u just stopping by quickly?" he sits up putting on his shoes, "prob just stopping by, she asked me to drop something off" his head shoots up staring at me, "you're not selling to her are you?" i look down kicking me feet, "chris! shes grieving you cant be doing that shit" he yells, "its just weed matt" i look to him, "my point still stands" he walks past me, grabbing his keys, i quickly follow behind.

We pull up outside y/ns house and it looks so empty. "Be right back" i announce while matt nods pulling out his phone.

-Y/NS POV-

i reluctantly drag myself out of bed, heading downstairs as i hear matt and chris pulling up.

knock knock

i stop in my tracks at the knocks, closing my eyes at the reminder of that day. i take in a breath and shuffle to the door, opening it to chris stoof there pursing his lips. "hey" i croak, not having used my voice since the last time he was here, "hey" he tilts his head to the side a little, looking down at me. I immediately become very self-conscious of my greasy, unbrushed hair in a low messy bun, the dark bags under my eyes, my grey sleep shorts and fresh love hoodie smelling of weed. i look down to my black slippers i had on, "here i brang u a couple pre-rolls" he says breaking the silence, handing me a bag, i take the bag putting it in my pocket "thanks" i mumble, he purses his lips again faintly nodding his head, "um chris?" i speak up "hm?" "i was actually wondering if you had anything stronger? i um i just feel like the weed aint doing what it has been yk" i bite my lip looking up to him furrowing his brows, "y/n i dont think you should be smoking weed this much let alone anything stronger" "chris youre the one who brang smoking up to me in the first place" "i know y/n, i know and i hate that" "please chris" i bite my lip, wrapping my arms around myself, his eyes dart around me stood infront of him, his chest fills with guilt, "okay fine but just this once" he gives in, reaching into his backpack, before passing me a bag of white powder, it quickly joins the pre-rolls in my pocket "thanks" i say handing him the money, he nods before hesitantly taking the money. i step back, holding onto the door, he takes the hint, "so i guess ill see you later?" "sure" i shut the door, to him looking down at his feet.

I hate myself for treating him like this, and i hate myself for taking drugs after i promised my brother i wouldnt. But i cant help it, it helps me for a little then i need more and i cant have chris trying to get me to stop. i walk into my room and over to my desk, i put down my pre-rolls to the side then pour out my bag of C, i get my card and divide it up into lines before scrambling around in my drawers to find a dollar bill. i eventually find one and roll it up while walking back to my desk, i lean down over my desk, placing the dollar at one end of the line before inhaling it. i take in 2 lines before standing up straight wiping my nose to get every bit in the end of my nose. i lay on my back as the C starts to kick in, i already feel the weight lifting off my shoulders, it feels as if nothing can go any worse than it has already.

After half hour of staring at the ceiling, i walk back to my desk to inhale the last 3 lines. After taking a deep breath i pick up a joint and pull my lighter out of my pocket before walking over to my window opening it, i sit on my window sill and smoke the whole of it. I get hit with a wave of tiredness so i lay down on my bed and drift off to sleep.

-CHRIS POV-

i sigh as she closes the door, i cant believe i just sold her that shit. i walk over to the minivan and get in, "home now?" he asks, turning the key in the ignition, i nod in reply.

-timeskip- 45hours later-

yo come over?

yea sure

bring another bag?

y/n i just sold u a bag

so?

and it was a one time thing

ill pay extra??

its not about the money y/n im worried about u

if u dont sell it to me ill go to sm1 else

y/n no thats not safe at all

idc i need more shit chris are you gonna sell it to me or not?

fine but this is the last time y/n

read 4:37pm

-timeskip- 27hours later- Y/N POV-

I finished my bag last night so i go to text chris for more, ignoring what he said about it being the last time, but i cant find my phone. I get up pulling on sweatpants over my shorts, and pulling my hood over my head. i walk out the door locking it behind me, pushing my hands in my pockets, walking to chris's house.

i walk down the driveway and knock on the door, kicking my feet about. i look up when i hear the door open to nick, "omg y/n hey where have you been?" he asks bringing me into a hug, "just grieving i guess" i state blankly not moving, he steps back slightly frowning, "wheres chris?" i ask looking up behind him, "he uh hes down in his room" nick says stepping back letting me in, "cool thanks" i walk past him up the stairs, then down to chris's room. "yo chris" i say walking through his door, "y/n?" he questions shocked at me being here, "in the flesh, anyway i need more shit" i look at him with an expressionless face, he looks taken back "y/n" he says softly "i told you im not giving you anymore" "yea and you said that the time before that too so" i say blankly, "y/n where is all this coming from? you used to tell me how much you hated drugs, and that i shouldnt be selling and now youre begging for more?" "well i used to have a mum and brother but things change" his face drops, but i ignore it "look have u got the shit or not?" "the fuck, y/n what is wrong with you?" he raises his voice a little and once again i ignore it "chris please, i really need it" he shakes his head, looking down "youre going to end up dead if you keep on this path!" my heart jumps at him yelling at me, but i cant focus on anything except getting more, "i dont care chris! dont you get it! i need more!" his whole demeanor changes, "y/n.." he whispers faintly, "i guess ill go to someone else" i walk out his room slamming the door behind me.

"y/n wait-" chris quickly follows me but im up the stairs already, i pass matt in the kitchen, "y/n please" chris pleads behind me, "chris whats going on?" matt frowns staring between us chris ignores him following me down the stairs to the door, i walk out slamming the door, pulling out my phone calling some other dealer i found through insta.

-CHRIS POV-

"Chris? hello? whats going on?" matt yells from the top of the stairs, i run up them then walking to the kitchen island. "i um-" i swallow looking down at my hands im leaning on, "what did you do chris?" matt states blankly, now stood infront of me, i look up to him as i start to explain, "so um the other day when you took me to y/ns house, i sold her weed, she then asked me for something a little stronger" i trailed off, "chris no, please tell me you didnt fucking sell her-" i cut him off defensively "i was just trying to help i tried to tell her no but she kept pushing and i-" i stopped talking feeling a lump in my throat, "fuck chris" he shakes his head. "how many times?" "what?" i furrow my eyebrows confused, "how many fucking times did you sell her that shit?!" he yells, i look down and mumble "like 4 or 5". he steps back closing his eyes, pinching the bridge to his nose trying to calm himself, "are you fucking stupid? like im genuinley asking, cause if you had a fucking brain you wouldnt of sold her anything, she is griefing and you thought the answer was what? drugs?" i sigh knowing what i did was fucked up.

"guys what going on?" nick asks walking down the stairs after hearing matts yelling, "chris here, thought it was a great idea to sell y/n weed" matt almost instantly answers "YOU DID WHAT?" nick screams, his eyes widen jaw dropping, "um" i start to speak but matt cuts me off "thats not even the best part" nick turns to matt furrowing his eyebrows, "he sold her 4 fucking bags" nick loses it, yelling at me. i just stand there and accept it due to the guilt and shame, wanting the ground to swallow me whole.

-timeskip- the next day 8am-

ive texted y/ns phone like a million times and shes not answered, she doesnt usually answer unless she texts me about drugs or just to get me to stop texting her, but she normally wouldve answered by now. i go upstairs to matts room. "matt i dont know what to do shes not answering me, she wouldve answered by now to tell me to fuck off spamming her" matt sighs then stands up slipping his shoes on grabbing his keys, "cmon we're going to her house" he says looking back at me sat on his bed.

We pull up to her house and it still looks empty, i jump out the car and rapidly knock on the door, "y/n? cmon open the door" i look through the living room window to absolutely nothing, the house looks abandoned. Y/n's neighbour, Annie walks out to the patio looking over at chris, crossing her arms, "chris? whats all the banging about?" she makes me jump "oh uh hi annie, did y/n come home last night?" i ignore her question, "oh urm no i havent seen her since she left yesterday morning" my heart drops to my feet, i turn and look at matt in the car with panic and worry displayed over my face, whos looking back at me frowning in confusion, i thank annie and run back to the car.

I jump into the car, "shes not here oh my fuck matt where the fuck is she? do you think she actually bought of someone else what if she got dealt dodgy shit oh my goddd i shouldnt of let her start this shit its all my fault-" i start rambling in a panic, matt cuts me off "chris calm down we'll find her" he reassures me but i can tell hes worried too.

We drive around for what feels like hours, and theres no sign of her. Im frantically looking around when i see someone laying passed out on their stomach on the floor, "Matt look is that her?" as we get closer i recognize her fresh love hoodie and sweats she wore to mine yesterday, her hair is pulled out of her bun just the very end wrapped in the band. before matt can park up properly i jump out of the slowly moving car and run to her side, i turn her over to see little specs of white powder around her nostril and upper lip. i gently shakes her shoulders trying my best not to panic but how could i not "please wake up shit y/n wake the fuck up"

"holy shit" matt breaths out running up behind me. i pick y/n up, one hand around her back, the other under her legs, her head is hanging back, her messy bun falling down, my eyes dart around her face walking back to the car, her skin is pale, the only colour in her face being the dark eyebags and red tear stained cheeks.

I lay her across the backseats laying her head on my lap. matt is driving us to the hospital, "matt fucking hurry up" i yell, my voice shaking "im going as fast as i can chris". "hello?" matt had been texting nick the whole time updating him on whats going on "hey we're on the way to the hospital now, do u need me to come get you after or are u gonna uber?" matt asks focusing on the road ahead, "ill get an uber its faster ill call you back" he says hanging up.

-NO POV-

Matt pulls up at the entrance of the hospital and chris jump out, holding y/n as he did before rushing into the hospital, "please someone help" a nurse rushes over to him and asked what happened, "i- i think she overdosed but i dont know i found her unconscious" he stutters, she calls over another nurse and they helped place y/n on a gurney. Chris follows next to her, holding onto her cold hand.

A doctor pulls chris side and asks him questions trying to get an understanding of what happened, he try his best to explain but he can only think of y/n so he couldnt really concentrate on talking to the doctor. He notes what chris says then tells him to wait outside. Chris paces back and forth until nick and matt run up to him, "chris whats going on?" "wheres y/n?" they speak over eachover, "i-i dont know, they asked me what happened then said to wait here" matt goes to hug me but chris pushes his arm away "please d-dont touch me" he steps back nodding, looking to nick pursing his lips.

Chris stops every doctor going in and out of y/ns room, trying to find out the situation. as one doctor enters, he get a glimpse of y/n laying there, tubes connected to her arms and nose, his eyes widen as his heart quickens its pace, breathing faster, but hes relieved as he sees her chest lifting and dropping, and hear the beeps of her heart rate ensuring shes alive and okay.

A doctor walks over to the boys, they look up to him in sync, chris immediately spoke "is y/n okay" the doctor takes a breath before nodding a little, "does she have any parents or guardians i can talk to?" chris looks down shaking his head, matt speaks up "her mum passed a few weeks ago but we are her best friends", "well then she is in stable condition but we dont know when she will wake up, she had an immense amount of drugs in her system, and also being outside for an amount of time we dont know, while unconscious, it was very dangerous, but everything seems to be okay, its just up to her to wake up, we dont know if she can hear anything but you boys can go in there", matt and nick stand up behind chris whos already standing and they all rush in to see y/n, still connected to tubes and wires, chris heart sinks to his feet if only he helped her instead of selling her drugs fuck why would you sell a griefing friend drugs he curses himself, he stands next to her holding onto her hand, which is slightly warmer than before, releasing a breath he didnt know he was holding in.

-timeskip- a week later-

Chris has been by y/ns side basically every second. Matt and Nick visit every day too but they go home at night, and come back in the afternoon. y/n still hasnt woken up and the doctors are doing tests to try find out why she hasnt, but they havent figured it out yet. Chris grew restless and annoyed that she hasnt woken up yet and that the doctors dont know why. Matt and Nick try their best to calm Chris down when hes about to go off but can only do so much, Chris has yelled at a few doctors and nurses and apologised after calming down.

-11pm- Y/N POV-

I flutter open my eyes, squinting at the bright lights, to see Chris asleep, laying his head on his arms leaning forward from the chair next the bed, holding onto my hand by my side. I look around to see that im laying in a hospital bed, tubes connected to my arm and nose. I look towards Chris peacefully sleeping, i squeeze his hand a little, i try speak but i end up coughing. how long have i been unconcscious i try remember what happened to lead up to now and its a massive blurr, the last thing i clearly remember is the day i smoked on a walk with chris. "y/n?" i look down to chris looking up to me, i weakly smile, "omg y/n youre awake" he very gently hugs me, trying not to hurt me. "what happened?" i managed to ask, he frowns at my question, "you dont remember?" i shake my head, biting my bottom lip furrowing my eyebrows. "oh um" he looks down at our hands holding eachother, "chris?" i grow concerned from his lack of speaking, "what um whats the last thing you remember?" he lifts his eyes to meet mine, "um the day we smoked together and then i went home with more" i answer, tilting my head to the side a little, his eyes widen, and he takes a deep breath in, "ill tell you everything but let me get a doctor to make sure youre okay, youve been out for a while" he says about to let go of my hand, i grip his hand not letting him go "what do you mean for a while" i frown, "youve been unconscious for a week-" "WHAT??" i shout, shooting forward sliding up on my elbows, "y/n-" he begins as a nurse walks into the room.

"oh y/n youre awake" she says with surprise, i nod pursing my lips, "ill be right back let me get a doctor" she walks out of the room, i look to chris and open my mouth to speak but then the doctors walks in. "hello y/n, glad to see youre awake" i nod in response, the doctor looks down at his clipboard, "so it says here that you have been unconscious for a week due to a spiked overdose" my eyes widen looking between the doctor and chris, "we found a large amount of drugs in your system so we drained them, there might be some left but wont be for long" i nod as he speaks, trying to take in everything "i believe you'll have to stay for another 2 nights just to check over you because as i said you had a large amount of drugs in your system, im quite surprised you survived" my face drops, i couldve died from drugs? drugs? when did i even do drugs? i mean i smoked with chris but weed cant kill you can it? what the fuck happened? my mind races with thoughts as the doctor keeps speaking. "y/n?" chris snaps me out of it "hm?" "are you okay" i nod, but chris sees straight through me, he always has, "y/n" he says i let out a breath "i dont know" i faintly speak, "whats on your mind?" he genuinley asks "i, i dont know, alot i guess, he said i couldve died. like death. thats terrifying, and on drugs?? i dont do drugs, i promised Blake i wouldnt after dad left us for them, and then Blake, he almost-" i choke up, tears brinking my waterline "its okay" chris reassures, drawing shapes on the back of my hand "im just so confused about all of it" i sigh looking down at my lap, chris shakes his head before reaching hand his to my face to look at him "im so sorry y/n" i furrow my brows as he moves his hand back to mine, "we smoked and then you started buying weed to take the edge off, then you wanted something stronger, and i tried to say no, i did but i shouldve kept my foot down but i just couldnt say no to you, and then when i finally refused you ran out saying youre going to get it from someone else and then i-" he rambles, a lump getting stuck in his throat as a tear falls down his cheek, "i found you passed out unconscious on the sidewalk" he quietly adds looking down.

i dont know what to think, my heart is beating out of my chest, and i feel like i cant breath as my vision starts to blurr, "y/n?" i look towards him but i dont say anything "y/n calm down its okay, look copy my breathing" he instructs bringing my hand to his chest, i try my best to do as he says but its so hard to concentrate on anything, he notices my struggles and whispers under his breath "please dont hate me" before leaning in and kisses me gently, my eyes widen in surprise but i then lean into it, kissing him back, which i can tell shocks him as i feel his worries fade away. I slowly pull back looking back and forth from his bright blue eyes, a gentle smile across my face which he mirrors. "what was that for?" i softly ask, "i-um saw online that holding your breath stops panic attacks and when i kissed you-" "i held my breath" i finish his sentence with a smile "yea" he confirms. i sit forward wrapping my arms around his waist "thank you" i whisper into his chest, "you really dont have to thank me y/n" he replies, hugging me back.

-timeskip-2 days-4:30am-

i jolt awake in a huge coughing fit, chris wakes up soon after rubbing my back trying to help me, i move my hand away from my mouth after feeling a cold sensation on my palm, i look down to see it covered in blood, my breathing becomes heavy as i panic "chris?" i look up to his panicked face, "ill get a doctor" he says quietly before rushing to the door, while he shouts for a doctor, i start coughing again, more blood leaving my mouth, chris looks back to me quickly before doing a double take with widened eyes, "omg y/n your nose" he rushes to my side, i bring my hand to my nose wiping it to see what he means, to reveal that my nose is also bleeding.

a doctor rushes in to see me sat up on the bed with blood over my hands, chin and falling from my nose, with chris by my side with his hand on my back. he shouts another doctor from the hallway who walks in, they rush over to me and bring me out of the room, "wait whats happening? chris? wait!" i look around to try comprehend whats happening, i see chris shout from a little behind me "y/n! wait!" before a doctor pulls him to the side. i didnt even notice that they had put an anaesthetic face mask over me until i started drifting to sleep.

-timeskip-10am-

i slowly wake up, my head is pounding as the nurse is taking my blood pressure "oh y/n hi how are you?" she asks kindly noting down the results, "i guess im okay my head is pounding tho" she nods "ill get you something for that" she smiles as she walks out "wait wheres chris?" i try ask quickly before she exits but shes already gone. i look around the new room im in, im not connected to tubes anymore but i still have a cannula in my arm. i grow worried about where chris is so i press the button for a nurse to come back, "hi y/n i have you some tablets for your headache" she places them on the table to my right joined by a plastic cup, "thanks, wheres chris?" i ask again, she looks up from placing down the meds, "i believe he is talking to the doctor about your condition-" "my condition? what do you mean?" i cut her off, "i cant say anything as im only a nurse, i will get a doctor for you" and with that she walks away leaving me confused. what does she mean my condition? i thought i just overdosed but im fine now, i should be able to leave tomorrow "oh shit.." i mumble remembering what had happened a couple hours prior.

chris shuffles walks in after 10 minutes, "hey n/n" he greets quietly looking at his shoes, "are you okay?" i ask sensing his low mood, he shakes his head before looking up to me, he opens his mouth to speak but quickly closes it again, "chris whats going on?" i tilt my head to the side with a concerned frown, he brings his hands out of his hoodie pocket and holds onto mine, he goes to speak again before being interrupted by a doctor walking in, "hello y/n, how are you?" he asks, i frown and bluntly reply "whats going on? why isnt anyone telling me anything?" he purses his lips before taking in a deep breath "im sorry y/n, we tried everything we can think of but there seems to be no change." my frown deepens, "what are you on about?" i agitatedly ask, why cant anyone be straight up with me and as if he read me mind he reveals the truth "youre dying y/n, we dont know how long you have left but-" i interrupt him, tears start to form in my waterline "yeah right you have to be fucking with me! no! this cant be happening-" i look to chris whos stood looking at his feet, tears falling down his face as he holds onto my hand, "chris" i say faintly, he looks up to me, with his bottom lip tucked inbetween his teeth, "im so sorry y/n" he whispers, "no chris this isnt your fault please dont blame yourself, this is in no way your fault" i reassure him before bringing him into a hug, my tears fall onto the middle of his shirt where my face is against.

-timeskip-half hour later-

me and chris layed together in my hospital bed, nick and matt came to the hospital as soon as chris texted him the news, when they walked in you could easily tell they had been crying. when i first saw them i started to cry before moving up onto my knees bringing them all into a group hug, all that could be heard from our room was our quiet sobs. "im so sorry" i softly say to them all pulling away from the hug, slumping back down onto the bed, "what? y/n no dont apologise its not your fault" nick says grabbing my hands as the boys sit on the bed with me, "i knew i shouldve have gone to that dealer, i knew he was dodgy but i did it anyway" i manage to say between sobs, "you wasnt thinking clearly y/n, it wasnt your fault" matt places his hand onto my ankle, rubbing his thumb to try calm me, while chris brings me into a side hug.

for the rest of the day we sat together, talking about all sorts and reminiscing on happy memories, tears were shared as the sun started to set, the doctors said i would pass in my sleep tonight. chris sspeaks up "no this cant be happening. not yet, youre only 19, you havent lived yet, how the fuck is this fair?" i bite my lower lip, looking down as i shake my head, "chris not now please, i know its not fair but we cant do anything to change it, the doctors said they tried everything" matt says with a shaky voice, i feel my eyes become droopy, and i feel really tired all of a sudden "chris.." i whisper before everything goes black.

-NO POV-

"chris.." chris look to the girl on his side to see her head fallen and eyes closed. "y/n? y/n wake up" chris shoots up to stand, matt and nick get up to running out for a doctor. "please y/n wake up i cant lose you, not yet please" chris begs while shaking her, "Y/N WAKE UP" he shouts, tears threaten to leave his eyes, a doctor rushes into the two, he brings his hand to her neck checking her pulse, he closes his eyes taking in a breath before shaking his head, "no.." chris breaks down, "no please there has to be something you can do, i cant lose her please" he cries out to the doctor on the other side of her bed, "im sorry kid, we really did try" anger rises in chris's chest at the doctors words "youre lying! if you tried everything she'd still be here!" he yells at him, matt and nick rush to his side, both of them in tears but still trying to calm his brother, the doctor sheds a tear while pulling a sheet over y/ns lifeless body, chris steps forward stopping the sheet "no wait, can i atleast say goodbye?" he gently asks the doctor nods and walks out of the room. chris's head falls down closing his eyes, "im so sorry y/n" he whispers, "i shouldve said no, i shouldve helped you properly, its all my fault" he chokes out, "chris its not your fault" nick says from behind him placing a hand on chris's shoulder. chris turns to his brothers and immediately breaks into tears, his knees give in and he falls onto the floor, the boys quickly bring him into a hug, attempting to comfort his brother.

-timeskip-3 months-chris pov-

i stopped doing and dealing drugs completely, i flushed them all that night i just couldnt stand to have them anymore. me, matt and nick didnt leave eachothers side for a week after she died, we all slept in matts room together, it was a bit squished but we didnt want to be alone.

i visit her grave everyday and just tell her about my day and everything. im almost 100% sure shes there when i talk to her, its like i can feel her presense when im there and i never want to leave.

"chris cmon its getting late we should go" matt says standing up, "no, can we stay a little longer?" i ask not looking away from y/ns headstone, "its almost half 11 we gotta leave eventually" "okay okay, just not yet.."

-

ahh i feel like this is a bit shit but oh well, i started writing it in like feb now finished it in may 💀

also i have only smoked once so if im way off then pls spare me lmao

anyways honest feedback is always appreciated <333

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[sucker4sixx]

Sün and möon

Writers note: i know mötley crüe were off drugs at this time but no one pulls someone aside for abit of whiskey

Plot: vince and nikki have an intense little one on one

Warnings: degradation, shaming, threats, oral, smut

Something between vince and nikki changed, the band noticed it, the fans noticed it, the road crew noticed it and so did they.

Nikki and vince were never close, never over at eachothers house or the type to call eachother when they were having a rough night but something sparked when the generation swine tour started. On stage vince felt the need to follow nikki around and mess with him, pulling and tugging on his black hair while the bassist stared straight into his eyes with a ‘fuck me’ look that made the singer feel feelings he wasnt quite ready to talk about.

Nikki started to get exited for the shows, wanting to be messed with, chasing vince around the stage to bring it to that one moment where the singers hands would tug on his hair and he would lean in close, close enough to kiss but thats something that would never happen.. they thought.

One night after a particularly handsy show nikki cant seem to stay away from vince, they sit having drinks and nikki has to be next to him, watching him as he spoke about himself like he was a prince. He always hated his confident princess like behaviour but something about it was intoxicating tonight. “Hey i got some blow.. do you want some?” Nikki whispers into vinces ear, trying his hardest not to bite the lobe, vince grins wide, dragging nikki to the small bathroom. “Well? Cmon then” he says like a child as nikki sets out lines, vince tries to get in first but nikki pulls him back by his hair like he does to nikki while preforming “patience.” He says sternly, breaking into a wolfish grin before taking the first couple of lines, vince blushes red and tries to cover it up by shoving his face in the new lines nikki set out.

Nikki sets up more lines for vince on the bathroom sink, taking the opportunity to stand behind him and push his hips against vinces back side “hey knock it off! What are you doing ?!” Vince jumps but doesnt move away “nothing? What are you talking about?” Nikki grins as he pushes his clothed erection harder against vinces butt. The singer gasps and looks down, noticing his own cock starting to grow “h-hey.. its not fair, stop turning me gay!” Vince breathes shakily, gripping the sink “im not turning you gay silly.. we are all alittle bit gay, its just wether your a pussy or not” nikki grins, leaning over the singer and looking at his face in the mirror infront of them. “I-im not a pussy.” Vince insists, feeling nikkis hips smack against his butt once more, making him whine. “Whiney bitch..” nikki growls into his ear “you want my cock?” Vince whimpers again at the words, does he want cock? Is he really ready?

“Y-yes.. yes i do” nikki grins and starts grinding on his ass “good boy.. good boy..” “but.. ill only suck i dont wanna get pegged, i wont be able to walk tomorrow” “fair point, so.. you wanna suck my cock?” His grin turns wide and sexy as he imagines vince sucking on his cock like a chick.

Vince drops to his knees obediently “you know.. youve been a real brat this tour.. constantly tugging my hair and grabbing me, this was bound to happen” nikki grinned as vince looked up at him with doe eyes “you wanted my attention so bad well.. here, you got it.. sitting on a dirty bathroom floor so you can suck my cock i mean.. what a slut you are” nikki shook his head, vinces cheeks flushed red in shame, waiting for nikki to show him his cock. “Id make you beg but youve been begging the whole time.. waiting for me” nikki unzips his leather pants, his cock falling out instantly due to having on no boxers so the fans could see his bulge. His large, thick cock dangles above vinces face and the singer goes red, his eyes focusing on the thick, pink tip that already slowly drips precum onto his lips. “Well?” Nikki says impatiently.

Vince nervously wraps his lips around nikkis tip, suckling on it like its a bottle, nikki laugh and bites his bottom lip “awee.. baby boy your so cute. But im not fucking around anymore, suck me like a man” his voice suddenly goes stern, vince taking more of him instantly, sucking faster. Its clear to nikki hes done this before as the singers tongue swirls around his thick shaft. “Youve done this before havent you? Who was it..” nikki moans and vince goes redder, pulling off “tommy” he mutters before taking nikki back into his needy mouth. “Tommy?! You mean.. you sucked tommys cock before mine?” Vince nods as he takes nikki deeper, gagging slightly but continuing, wet slurping noises and deep moans filling the small bathroom.

“Go on.. tell me when..” vince pulls off again “back when w-aughhm” nikki shoves his cock down his throat, grinning “well? Cant really hear you” vince pulls off “when-hmgh!” He whines in frustration, nikki shoving his cock back into the blonde haired mans mouth. He grips his hair tight and shoves his whole dick inside vinces mouth, he starts to struggle more, hitting his thighs “ah ah, calm.. suck it slut..” vince takes a breath and suffers through it, sucking nikki fast to keep up with his pace. “Hmm.. jesus, i wont last long baby” nikki moans, bucking his hips harshly against the singers face, precum spilling down his throat.

Nikki cums with no warning, vince whining and swallowing it all eagerly before getting pushed to the floor, nikkis boot standing on his chest gently, he zips up his leather pants as he looks down at the panting man beneath his boot. “Talk about this and ill destroy you.” Nikki warns, walking out the bathroom swiftly.

“There he is! Where have you been?” Nikki says casually as vince sits beside him red faced “oh.. just.. calling my wife”

@sourwolf-sterek32 🙈

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[simply-ozul]

ok- so i see so much ronance angst and it makes sense for their characters, the shows and all yalls broken hearts

HOWEVER

that means that by default i have become the fluff master. for whatever reason, i cant get myself to make heartbreaking angst like everyone else unless its my own characters, so i will forever and always be fluffy. bittersweet from time to time, but fluffy

also a mutuals recent snippet killed me so i need a lil hurt/comfort typa stuff

here we go

robin helping nancys fear of steve’s pool

like i cant not imagine a pool party at steve’s with all the kids and nancy’s the only one who refuses to go in the water

steve(if he notices) doesn’t really feel worthy to help, so here comes robin

robin is immediately up next to nancy, chattin away like its another day

nancy knows robin can tell, which is why she appreciates it even more, even if she’s a little confused

when the kids all rush out of the pool to eat and cause a mess inside, followed by an exasperated Steve, Robin gently tugs on Nancy’s arm urging her to stay

They talk for awhile, about what happened, and why Nancy feels the way she does. Robin never pushes any of it, she simply offers her genius little ears to listen

When she’s finished, tears streaming down her face as she leans into Robin, the lanky girl just smiles down at her and pulls her up

Robin brings Nancy to the edge of the pool, stepping in herself and just.. standing. Nancy’s cnfused

“What are you doing?”

“Standing in the pool silly :)”

Robin holds out her hand patiently, smiling all the while Nancy has no idea what she’s doing

However, her curiosity gets the best of her, and delicately places her hand into robin’s

step by step, robin get’s nancy up to her knees in the water before she freezes, gripping onto Robin painfully

robin stops instantly, soothing her with gentle strokes on her arms

she’s gently praising her, but not coddling her. nancy hates being coddled

nancy gets the water to her upper thighs before she’s shaking her head, backing out of the water

robin lets her, following slowly

she’s surprised when nancy pulls her into a bear hug, mumbling a thank you into her chest

robin’s immediately stuttering out a “welcome”, patting the girl on the back

from then on, every time theyre at the pool, robin helps nancy get deeper and deeper unti she can float gently with a hand on Robin’s arm

the first time nancy dunks her head under, she panics. she shoots out of the water, immediately wrapping herself onto robin, who holds her tightly, soothing her with praise and soft touches

nancy feels like she might cry. she never thought she’d be able to step foot in any pool again, she never thought robin of all people would be so very patient and gentle with her

without much thought about it, she grabs onto robins face, shoving their lips together

robin squawks and freezes, but eventually relax

they spend the next few minutes just.. kissing. pouring all their love onto one another

when they finally walk into the house, giggling and smiling to themselves, steve is none the wiser, chalking it up to “girl things” as they called it

not sure how to end it so ima just cut it there

lemme know ur thoughts :)

#I FORGOT TO ADD TAGS- #ronance #i love these blorbos theyre my babies #been thinking abt this all yesterday and wrote tidbits all of today

[kamii-2]

hii so as yk i wanted to make an requesttt. i wanna know if you can do ice brady hc (maybe a lil spicy iykyk)

i chose ice brady because i honestly because she’s literally so underrated i see no fics abt her and i feel like i need some(desperately)

its ok if u cant do it know js take ur time mll💋💋

love u smm have a amazing day ❤️❤️

hi lovelyyy, i love this request and i agree, ice is super underrated (she’s so fine omfg)

warning(s): cussing, smut

genre: fluff & smut

pairing(s): ice brady x reader

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always making dirty jokes

like that one live where kk, paige, snd ice were talking about height and kk says that her and nika were face to face and ice goes “mouth to mouth.” 😭😭

big and little spoon, depends on the day

you guys barely ever get into arguments so when you do it’s bad

shes the type to say stuff that purposely makes you mad

a bully 😭

definitely scream sings dirty songs ALL THE TIME

like she will be in the kitchen and youll be in the bedroom and all you hear is her screaming the lyrics to all i need by lloyd

calls you names all the time

“okay little ugly.” “you tell me the opposite every day.”

records you eating and posts it with the big back audio

now every time you eat you hide from her 💀

lowkey (highkey) slow as hell

loves to facetime you when you can’t come over and play roblox

falls asleep on the phone every time you guys call

LOVES taking showers with you (in cute ways and in dirty ways)

dramatic as fuck

my blurb about ice being sick is a great example of her being dramatic 😭😭

tells you that she loves you before bed every night

loves kisses and hugs

“one more kiss?” “i just gave you like 4.” “well it’s an uneven number so-“

kk and paige are always with you guys

they’ll all come to your dorm, go to your room, then go live 😭

ice is the type of person to say “do you wanna fight” every chance she gets

“no.” “do you wanna fight?” “let’s go then.” and you stand up and she starts screaming before your even do anything

takes absolutely nothing seriously

sends you tiktoks all day long

you guys make tiktoks together all the time

lazy and only does stuff if you give her things in return

“can you do the dishes?” “not unless i get something in return.” “like what?” “head.” “ice.”

posts you on her instagram story all the time

smut hcs

i don’t see her degrading you in bed, like making fun of you as a joke yea but never calling you a slut

she loves giving praises

telling you how good you’re doing and stuff like that

absolute clown

if you wear glasses and they fall off while you guys are fucking she will play around and put them on

same thing goes for lashes 😭 like if they fall off she jsut puts them on your body some where

and if you wear wigs and it comes off, guess what … she wears it

ice is definitely a switch

shower sex is 😩

she doesn’t really care for toys

you guys have a strap and vibrator but use them every once and a while

loves edging you and getting edged

def has a sex playlist

dirtiest of dirty talkers

like nobody has talked to you the way she does

takes pictures of you guys fucking and has an album in her phone full of them

fucking everywhere but the bedroom

car, bathroom, restaurant, anywhere

ice is always horny 😭 especially at night

sends dirty messages all day long

she also sends those red thoughts tiktok videos (pls tell me yk what im talking about)

she loves when you eat her out

her moans are actually angelic

thinks scissoring is too much work so she never does it 😭😭

when she uses the strap she doesn’t hold back

tells you have much she loves you as she fucks you

loves to make you squirt

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i hope you enjoyed, anyway i hope you have a good day/night, love you 💋💋

#uconn wbb #uconn huskies #ice brady #ice brady x reader #wlw post #fluff #smut

[mspaintbrush]

Mauga thoughts

He is a biter

He WILL bite you if you hold him down

The only one who can really keep Mauga under control after Baptiste left Talon is Doomfist

Doomfist uses violence for that (of course) (he has been bit while holding him down) (uses his gauntlet hand around Maugas head now)

Mauga refuses to let Moira experiment on him (even though she'd love to), my boy has had enough of unpermitted alterations to his body, even though he liked the changes the first time

He really doesnt get along with Reaper

Reaper is very bitter/serious/stern about the fights and Talon's mission, completely opposite of Mauga who sees it as a game and a fun way to spend his time

Reaper tells Mauga regularily that this isnt a game and that he should stop playing with dying men

Mauga is not impressed by any of reapers threats, he finds them amusing at best

#1 reaper bully, walks through him on purpose on a daily basis just cause he likes the feeling of the smoke on his skin

Sombra sympathizer

There are not many other fun people to spend time with at Talon anyways

Sombra is weary of him and pretty quickly saw through his happy and laid-back mask when she watched him in battle

But she also doesnt have many optional conversation partners at the base, so they hang out and bully Reaper together

Sombra is fascinated with how he gets his hair so nice and fluffy (the secret is the blood of your enemies)

Pranks him sometimes by putting sticky notes on his back that he cant reach because he is too buff

He can play Ukulele or at least owns one (canon)

It used to belong to Baptiste

Mauga took it from his things after he left Talon, its his only reminder of their time together

Sometimes Mauga just holds it and plays a few notes when he is reminiscing

Together with his guns one of the only things he hates people touching

Could work really well with Lucio if he wanted to

Maybe I'm writing Lucio a bit very naive here but I feel like he could be fooled by Mauga's personality (and Mauga would take full advantage of that)

Like he would bring this dude to the base á la "hey guys meet my new friend he plays ukulele and is really fun" with Mauga just grinning as everyone stares in horror

Baptiste used Mauga as a couch during their Talon times (illegal murder operations dont really provide comfortable resting places, so you make due)

Both miss it, both have no one close enough to replicate the feeling (which doesnt mean they dont try)

Mauga leans his guns on his side or the ukulele on his chest, but since everyone has enough common sense to not go anywhere near him thats all he can do

I think it would be funny if during a mission brief a very tired Sigma leans onto him (he doesnt have this famous common sense to really notice the danger radiating off Mauga) and everyone holds their breath as it happens. Against all odds Mauga doesnt say anything as he quietly enjoys it. Its not a common occurence, much to Mauga's disappointment.

Baptiste sits on the side of the couch, owns a very big pillow and the tendency to lean onto people if he gets very tired (since most people arent a 6 foot mountain of muscle  though, they dont really have the necessary strength to hold him)

Some eventually catch on and subliminally try to persuade Reinhardt to sit next to Baptiste more often. Maybe Reinhardt notices it too, but definitely not as the first lets be honest. (Reinhardt is the general couch for everyone in Overwatch who wants to, i dont make the rules)

Mauga's body needs a LOT of nutrients and protein to keep up its shape, more so with him working out on the side, so this man is constantly eating

This guy is a foodie, gets really gnarly when he's hungry and even more ruthless and unpredictable

Fish is a main food in Samoa, but since Mauga has a strong connection to the ocean and the ecosystem behind it I dont think he would eat any fish he didnt catch himself. And he doesnt trust Talon enough to verify where the fish came from. So no fish for him right now.

Is a sweettooth, there a lot of sweet samoan dishes featuring coconut milk and fresh fruit from the island

He probably often complains about the cheap quality of the fruits Talon have to offer him. They get picked too early before truly ripe or just dont seem to have the same intense flavor as an island grown fruit would have.

Can and will crack a coconut easily by hand. Or rather by teeth.

(I wonder if that is humanly possible)

(I looked it up. You need around 610N to crack open a coconut. Humans can bite with about 1000-1400N. So its possible. Crazy.)

Being used to warm and tropical weather he struggles with any mission too far up north. He has to wear more clothing during those, limiting his mobility and effectiveness.

Probably has a hard time finding fitting clothes in general, Talon has a special seamstress just for this case. (And for Doom and Sigma too probably, they are huge)

Is a very well educated man and still keeps up with recent studies and research, especially revolving around marine biology.

He doesnt show this side of him in public, only reading when he is alone in his room.

Sigma is able to gain access to whatever books and publications he wants, nobody really double checks because they dont care or wouldnt understand anyway. So Mauga puts his desired books on Sigma's list and takes them from his lab once they arrive.

Sombra picks up on this eventually, since she spends a lot of time with Sigma. What will she do with this information? Who knows.

Sigma isnt aware of this but does wonder why there are books about non-physics topics around. Sometimes he looks at the colourful reef pictures.

Scuba Sigma - the origin story

favourite animal: shork

He knows how vital they are for marine life and relates to them.

They look and are told to be extremely aggressive, but arent. They still are incredibly powerful and efficient killing machines though. There is a nice metaphor compared to himself here. Somewhere.

Corrects anyone badmouthing sharks and doesnt care if that feels "out of character" to bystanders

Always wanted to learn how to surf but is lacking balance and a normal body size. And since being in Talon, time. And water. Everything really, but he thinks about it sometimes.

Good swimmer, his body shape is not super helpful but he makes up for it with great strength and form

Loves to dive, not necessarily in whole gear, but he can hold his breath longer than average

Generally just enjoys being in water

Knows how to catch fish (of course)

Usually you'd catch fish with a traditional net or maybe hook and rod, but Mauga knows how to spearfish and sometimes does it to show off

If there are no current missions he helps out carrying cargo and other equipment around Talon quarters. Its something of a practical workout for him.

Not a drinker. One or two bottles of beer at most. He wants to be in full control and aware of his sorroundings at all times.

He does pretend to be more intoxicated to provoke bystanders to let their guard down.

If he truly gets wasted he is the silent type. The "stares at you uncomfortably from a corner"-type. His extroverted and noisy facade disappears, revealing the cunning and sadistic spirit inside.

#overwatch #paints thoughts #mauga #mauga ho'okano #mauga overwatch

[nicofan57]

i wanted to talk about this clip so here’s my thoughts on it and the entire situation from yesterday (rest is under the cut)

(transcript:

minute: oh but why wemmbu, why, we- clown you and i were against him before, why-

clown: i didn’t like it either, okay, let me- you know why-

minute: ill tell you better- ill tell you better than anyone he’s just gonna use you and spit you out whenever it’s convenient. or whenever you’re no longer convenient for him. i know it better than anyone!

clown: i think we can handle wemmbu.

minute: he can't die!

clown: oh but he could drop- (?)

minute: he's just gonna sit tens of thousands of blocks out and wait for everyone to kill each other until he's the last one. i know this better than anyone! why didn't you talk to me?)

so first let’s dissect this clip. minute saying "i know this better than anyone" brings me back to kings s1 . they worked together to take down the other team that had the mythics and when wemmbu finally got a hold of the lifestealer (i can’t remember the exact details.. time for a rewatch) he threw minute out, saying there could only be one king. which sucks more when you think about at the start of the server, minute was open to teaming with wemmbu because he genuinely thought they were friends like he was not seeing that coming. someone warned him wemmbu is not trustworthy and he went “wemmbus my boy he wouldnt do that" (or something along those lines). and it’s like. well he did end up doing that. and minute realized he was being used all along.

fast forward to foundation when wemmbu literally said something along the lines of (again, sorry this might not be accurate) he’d team with minute because

- minute is powerful

- he has gear sets

- he would give him stuff

and most of all because he’s too kind for his own good. he wants peace even with his enemies, which we all know from the current arc right now. and wemmbu knows that all too well he knows he wouldnt refuse siding with him even considering their history on kings. anyway we all know how the abyss arc turned out for them with the orbital

so here is this clip i posted a while ago (linked here, because i cant put more than one video in a post apparently) where minute talks about how wemmbu's betrayed him a million times and how he says it hurts but he moves past it (this guy....) well clearly he’s not going to move past it now. because behind his back wemmbu has been working with zam, the person trying to break him mentally, and wemmbu’s stolen his position of power and is going to undo everything he’s worked towards. and the worst part about it is that he even convinced minutes teammates from day one to vote for him.

it’s pretty clear that wemmbu knows minute more and is able to get to him better than zam, he knows how to get into his head, he knows what actually fucks minute up, and no offense to zam because zam did end up winning… he achieved his goal by employing wemmbu! but i noticed minute isnt worried about zam that much anymore, or any of the players at all. it’s wemmbu because he knows what wemmbu can do and he knows how fucked up the server is going to be under his presidency. worst of all he knows what’s going to happen to his friends, he’s been in their shoes before, he knows they’re going to be left for dead when all is said and done, and even though they betrayed him and voted for wemmbu he still wants to save them because he knows it all too well (i think he also did say this). he still has some good left in him, even after the betrayal.

though the players are using wemmbu's presidency term to get what they want, it’s always going to end up being minute against wemmbu, it’s a cycle that ive noticed keeps repeating lately . thank you all forcoming to my ted talk

(p.s. i copied and pasted this from my twitter thread sorry if theres any weird formatting. or typos. or bad english pleabse be nice to me smiles)

#zam dont look #lifesteal spoilers #minutetech #wemmbu #tanya yaps #long post!!!! long post!!!! #my friends convinced me to put this here c: #lifesteal smp

[thesaintscanthelpmenow]

Little bird.

*bodyguard!Billy, mutual pining, fem!reader*

It’s just a little scene I thought of. Might not gonna be apart of or connected to anything. I just had to get it out. The little bird who craved the violence and darkness of the panther.

@terry2227 @kayhi808 @e-dubbc11 @aoi-targaryen @firequeensposts @oops89 @thejanecampaign @bookloverfilmoholic @littleblackcatinwonderland @cant-help-simping @fireeyes-on-teller-dixon-grimes @danzer8705 @zz-kennedy @fictional-hooman @firexfate @rosaleenablack @idaofinfinity @russosafehaven @gh0stf1c3 @milea @snowkestrel

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You were sitting cross legged on your quilt reading from your novel, when you heard his footsteps on the wooden floors of your old manor. Billy came in, “Settled, little bird?” His nearly black eyes shined with something dark, as he watched you with your hair rollers in, Wuthering Heights in your lap.

He leaned against your doorframe and the only thing you were aware of more than the crickets outside was his casual ease with which he interacted with you.

You wanted to reach out to him, drawn to his casual dominance, but your fear of men crippled you, but the knowledge that he was here to protect you made you yearn, a dull ache between your thighs that threatened to tear you apart. “Are you my bodyguard or my nanny, Billy?” You teased him quietly, playing with the page in your book. He was captivating with a dark edge, like a sharp dagger gliding along velvet.

He walked in, the floor creaking under his feet again. The crickets seemed louder. His mouth brushed your forehead as he tucked the blanket around you. “Got a bite tonight, don’t you? Sleep tight, little bird.” He husked, breath fanning across your face, making your eyes flutter.

You sucked in a breath, “You too, panther.” You murmured, and his eyes flicked to yours, and they threatened to swallow you whole.

His lips curved up, he touched your forehead with his finger, before pushing your head back. “Careful not to tease the cat. I eat little birds.”

“Hawks eat cats. Maybe I’m a hawk.” You retorted, even as you chased his touch.

His fingers touched your chin, “You’re too soft.” He said, regretfully.

You blinked and he walked out. This wasn’t the time to have a crush on your bodyguard with that maniac on the loose. But as you looked at your book, you realized you weren’t really paying attention as you flipped through it.

You were drawn to Billy, his violence, his darkness, and that was a very dangerous thing to be drawn to. Stupid, even.

Cats ate birds.

But didn’t you crave his devouring?

You blew out a breath of air, your bangs blowing up. “Oh, fiddlesticks.”

#billy russo #billy russo x reader

[after-halours]

what do you do when your fuckbuddy texts you and you have to say that you cant send nudes right now because you're on a date. what then. what do you do

#this hasnt happened to me/will never happen to me #but i cant get this thought out of my head #it is horrifying and hilarious

[phantom-does-a-thing]

I think Goobleck should be put in the blender

#sorry I don't ever live blog on tumbkr #this will be my only post #but I cant get this thought out of my head #I need to say it #I love him so so so so much and I would hate for something bad to happen to him #but I also think it would be really funny if he was blended #on one hand: sad goo man #on the other hand: comedy #jrwilb #rambling #phever dreams with phantom

[tottallytoby]

theyre being supportive

#lineart coloring on this is Wacky ik i dont wanna talk abt it tbh #chryssy au #this lil idea has been In My Head since i thought of it i cant get it out #queen chrysalis #starlight glimmer #trixie lulamoon #starburst #starburst mlp #mlp #my art #my little pony #mlp fim #my little pony: friendship is magic #starchrys

[milkbreadtoast]

idk how i want to draw him yet and not ready to make a srs attempt but here's a bad kdj phone doodle lol🚶🏻

#orv #kim dokja #omniscient reader's viewpoint #my art #oh yeah i didnt have ref for this fkdnfn was going off memory of the last (first) time i drew him #i cant do a serious attempt tho bc i havent read the novel so i dont have a clear image of him in my head yet... #(dont want to just copy the webtoon design hastily... if it matches my image thats fine but... idk yet) #my main opinion on the webtoon design is he's too hot/ikemen tho KFJDKDJ (this is what i thought since the beginning) #its like BONES mp100 anime reigen.... kdj is like manga reigen to me /j #but who knows maybe if i catch kdj brainrot i too will start drawing him like a kpop idol out of affection...🤷🏻‍♂️ #like the webtoon artist prob draws kdj pretty bc they love him sm #just like how i draw jys pretty bc of my brainrot... #so who knows maybe that will happen to me too🤷🏻‍♂️ time will tell #my main opinion on webtoon yjh (no one asked): CUTE BUT WHERES THE T1TTY BEL- *voice muffled as i get dragged away* #(copied most of these tags from twit too lazy to retype the commentary) #EDIT: i call him reigen jokingly bc theyre abt the same age but #kdj is also mob core to me.... #in that theyre both protags that dont look flashy and look more like extras/'mob charas' #yet r irrevocably unequivocably the protags of their respective stories #(just as everyone is the protag of your own life! sieze ur narrative! etcetc🖤) #also. both black haired bowlcut havers KJDJS #kdj is reigen coded (derogatory) and mob coded (POS) #hes also a 'con man like reigen..... yep hes def still reigen coded

[willowser]

bakugou watches the news while washing the dishes.

muted, because he wouldn't be able to hear the weatherman over the faucet, anyway, and his brow is furrowed in concentration — at both his hands and the forecast for next week. behind him on the stove the kettle warms and you eye it lazily, jumping back and forth from it to the way bakugou's muscles shift beneath his shirt as he scrubs.

sometimes it amazes you, the strength he's built within his body — the broad span of his shoulders as he rolls them, sleeves almost too tight for his biceps, and the rest of the material hangs loose on his body, swaying off his tiny waist as he swaps weight from one foot to the other — but you know it hasn't come easy; even now, from where you're sitting, the heavy, pink scarring on his cheek is visible when he tips his head down.

you stand quietly, shuffling across the tile of the kitchen until you're close enough to wrap your arms around him. bakugou says nothing as you press your cheek into his back, only peeking over his shoulder when you press a gentle kiss into his soft cotton tee.

"thank you for spoiling me," you murmur, nuzzling further into him when you receive only a grunt, one you feel more than hear. "the food was really good, sweetie-pea."

the silly name makes him snort and he shakes his head when you hum, amused. dinner has made you full and tired and you lean a little further into him than you maybe should, though if he minds at all, he doesn't show it. instead he just sighs, breath stuttering when you slip your hands under the loose material to gently run over his stomach. just like you, he's soft, a tummy full of food, but it's not long before his abdomen is contracting, muscles suddenly tight under your touch.

you laugh quietly into his shoulder, holding back the urge to bite him. "are you flexing, tough guy?"

"shuddup," he grumbles, shifting his weight once more. "...bein' fuckin' touchy."

at that you inch closer, now purposely much too in his space — and yet he still doesn't push you away. around his shoulder, you watch him run a soapless plate under the water for almost two minutes before his focus returns and he moves on, and then you do bite him, because you can't help it.

bakugou hisses and jerks away when your teeth sink into his bicep, flushed face made more obvious as he turns to glare down at you. before he can get a word in, you kiss him in the center of his chest, over the scars of his heart, and offer him a sweet smile.

"love you,"

his eyes dart away on instinct, embarrassed, but he's been working on his vulnerability; his lips twist once before he's pressing them into your hairline, leaning back against you in return as the kettle starts to squeal.

"drink your tea, woman," he grunts, nuzzling into you the tiniest bit before letting you free. "love you, too."

#cant proofread phone at 2% #i've been thinking about this exact scenario for two days now #get OUT of my HEAD #domestic bakugou 🥺 tummy full of food 🥺 #this is so self indulgent he would hate me LOL #i use too many pet names and cant help being too touchy idk #bakugou drabble #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: domestic bakugou