#HERE SHE ISSSSS

[unmellowyellowfellow]

Chalk Mountain | 0 - Dixie Alvarez Holds a Grudge

draft status: (complete rewrite)

(tw: drug use (marijuana), language, (daddy issues)

A/N: hi, so, this is the introduction chapter to my wip; and this is my first time sharing it. i hope you enjoy, i would love feedback (especially on dialogue. that shits hard). but never more, here it is! in all her rusty glory. everyone, meet Dixie.

The red sand of the west Texas desert gets into every nook and cranny of life around these parts. The texture is rough, yet soft; and leaves a stain on your Sunday best that sticks to ya like a honeybee to a marigold. It sneaks underneath your fingernails and hides in the corners, just out of reach.

I suppose that may not be a problem for some folks. Some like the orange tint to their white button shirts, or the wind blowing in an excuse to call into work on a Wednesday to go get evening coffee and pie with your aunt down the street, or the way it sounds against the windows may resemble the gentle patter of rain against the sill.

Dixie quite liked the color of the red sand, although she called it the red dirt. Her fluffy hair greatly resembled the red dirt below her porch steps that she left her stained boots on when she came home from trekking downtown. She sat down next to her boots and flicked a lighter, watching the flame dance.

She thought of her mother with a furrowed brow and a professional skill to ignore her father when he shouted inside the house about this and that. She missed her brother who ran away from home when they were children, who always had her back when their father would lash out back then. Dixie always wondered, and secretly hoped, that they were out there together somewhere.

Right as Dixie lit up an old roach that she had found in the dirty pockets of her overalls, her lungs burned from the deep inhale as her father came out the door. “Dixie,”

“Yes, Walter,” The smoke trailed through her words.

“What the hell‘re you doing?” He stepped over to her and looked at the spot next to her on the step. She responded in a single nod and scooted away from him to let him sit.

“Drugs,” Dixie offered the cherry towards him and he scoffed.

Dixie and Walter butted heads for as long as she could remember. Her mother always told her it was because Dixie had a spirit filled with fire and gold and passion and Walter’s spirit got used up and dried out years ago when he was just a boy. She never understood how they met and fell in love and always partly blamed him for her disappearance, thinking maybe she did it to get away from him.

However, Declan disappeared before their mother; 6 weeks to be exact. He ran away from home on a warm, rainy night after a family explosion about grades over dinner. Dixie used to sit by the living room bay window and wait for mother to return with her baby brother.

They existed quietly with each other for a moment while a tumbleweed rattled in the wind, tangled against their street sign. ‘Lower Passage’ was what it read before the wind storms sand blasted most of the paint away. Lower Passage was a long dirt road in the middle of nowhere around 8 miles long, out where the banjos play, as Dixie would say. Other people lived down Lower Passage, too, but they all had farmland and nobody paid anyone any mind.

The front yard was filled with the seasonal white flowers that take over like a plague. They danced in the wind with the trees whose leaves were floating in the air to the ground and chillbumps littered Dixie’s arms and legs. In the distance, she heard children laughing and running through the leaves in the side yard.

She closed her eyes and imagined Declan running past the front porch, his burgundy hair tangled in grass and sticks. A little curly fire haired Dixie played with young Declan and danced about in the flowers with a dainty and fragile crown of flowers and weeds upon her head.

Their mother watched from the wooden bench swing they had on the big live oak tree in the yard with a careful eye and a toothy grin. Her mother laughed as little Declan got scared by a bee; the laugh echoed further away once Dixie opened her eyes.

“Where do you think they are, daddy?” She coughed and flicked the ash to the dirt, then smushed it with her sock.

“Who, your mom and Declan?” Walter sighed and lit a cigarette. She nodded and hugged her knees to her chest. “I don’t know, Dixie Anne. If I did, they’d be right here at home.”

“But this ain't home anymore, is it?”

He paused to take a long drag, then blew it out with a shake of his head. “No, I guess not.”

“I’m gonna find them one day. I swear it, I will.”

“Now, I thought I told you it’s time to drop that shit. You can get yourself hurt goin’ out there playin’ detective,”

“I’m not playing anything, I’m taking care of my family,” A crow flew in front of Dixie and cawed loudly and began to peck at the grass.

“I’m your family,”

“No, you sure ain’t.” Dixie ran her tongue along her teeth, then spit some of her lunch carnage onto her fathers shoe. He looked up towards her with a frown that showcased the matching dimple that Dixie inherited from him. She mimicked him and stomped her socked feet across the porch; the screen door exaggerated her dramatic exit by a loud slam against the wooden frame.

#here she isssss #(i'm shaking in my boots) #writing #writeblr #zoey says shit #writers on tumblr #writing community #authors #currently writing #wip: chalk mountain #wip #original wip #wip snippet #wip introduction chapter #prologue if you will #(but not really) #writeblr community #creative writing #original writing #i have loved queue since we were 18

[reversed-wheel]

Embodiment of the Scarlet Devil - Extra Stage Midboss - Patchouli Knowledge

#here she isssss #patchouli knowledge #eosd #embodiment of scarlet devil #touhou #touhou project #danmaku gifs #danmaku

[twyz]

vampire wife 🦇💕

#twyz #and here she isssss #i love my vampire wifeeeee #vamp!tiffany au #chucky #charles lee ray #bride of chucky #tiffany valentine #childs play #chucky series #cult of chucky #digital art #made in ibis paint

[nyrarachelle-plays]

A Day in Tiffani's Life!

Consists of getting back into her fitness for her first role following post-partum, gracefully allowing her fiancé to take half of the responsibilities, unexpected, but welcomed visits from her big sister, and the wrangling of an intense infant in between it all! And she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Previously. (Still On a High…) | Next. (Let Me Guess!)

#yall been missing tiffani here she isssss #i had to catch up krystle's household and i was also still figuring out how to balance playing both households once they separated how coul #i micromanage them like this?! lmbo #parker noele aged up and she's a firecracker! #ts4 gameplay #ts4 #black simmer #black simblr #thedysonsistersts4 #nyrarachelle plays. #ts4 screenshots #simblr #sims 4 #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 black sims #black sims 4 #ts4 screenies #ts4 mm gameplay #the sims 4 #ts4 simblr #ts4 legacy

[everglowz]

KWON EUNBI Underwater, 221016

#some of the close ups had a weird quality but here she isssss #eunbi #kwon eunbi #woollimnet #ksoloists #kflops #kpopccc #femaleidol #femaleidolsedit #kgoddesses #idolady #femadolsedit #ggnet #wabisarah #userfairy #useroro #rose.gif #also weird posting time maybe but i wanted to <3<3

[rad-roche]

glori makes it out of vault 111 and is out two hours before stumbling over a landmine and suffering serious wounds that very nearly kill her. the wasteland is a stern teacher, but its newest pupil is its quickest learner...

#fallout #fallout 4 #sole survivor #gloria roche #here she isssss the most special girl in all the worlddddd #rochedotpng #dead man talking #stumbles to diamond city with sepsis and hits the deck the minute she hits nick's office #nsft #sort of? i figure you don't want your boss seeing this #injury cw #fo4

[tiredassmage]

Iokath with a romanced Theron is literally so. I fucking love them. All pretense of respect blown to the wind the ENTIRE Alliance is going to know how much you love each other and Theron Shan is the happiest Golden Retriever in the galaxy every single time you walk back into the room

Look at him. He can’t help himself. Disaster bisexual couples ftw.

Lana in the background doing the painting nails emoji BEGGING them to just get a fucking room the second they get back to Odessen. Ffs you two.

#bioware really said if this entire chapter's gonna be hell the flirts are going to POP off #tyr really was like i don't know what the FUCK is going on but THAT'S MY BF <3 there he isssss #they take turns being like and here comes the bestest fucking guy ever #idiots. absolute idiots. in love. in fucking love. #give lana a raise her gravest mistake was introducing these two #she hasn't gotten a simple rest since #its been 84 years y'know

[aimless-aimz]

full color turvia gijinka!!! YIPEE!!!!!!!

reblogs>likes but both are nice :]c

(extra stuff under the cut)

sighs. what an asshole/aff

#kirby oc #kirby #kirby gijinka #dark matter kirby #dark matter #turvia matter #aimless art #here it isssss she’s hereeeee #they just a little sillay please perceive it

[nazumichi]

HELLO……. HELLO OH MY GODDD

[id: an image and a gif. the image is concept art of marie, drawn in black and white. she sits on a motorcycle, glasses over her eyes. she is pointing upwards, and wearing a black jacket. the gif is of a kitten that is hit by a flaming piece of debris and then explodes. end id.]

#raii talks a lot #SHAKING SO MUCH RN THERE SHE ISSSSS THERES MY FAV LADY IN THENWHOLE WIDE WORLD SHES HERE #NORMAL ABT THE JACEKT TOO NORMAL ABT HOW IT LOOKS LIKE SHIROUK #NORMAL ABT HERS AND THIS AND THERES MORE AND #art is from genice.chan twitter btw btw

[acmeiku-official]

i was looking through my photos and i found a picture of me and lily!!!! good memories -w-

#is lily on here? :0000 #if she isssss.... HELLO LILY!!! #[ooc: i'm cackling that they're just standing there. they're both just 🧍‍♂️] #iku's talk bank

[crybaby-tarnished]

Fyra goes to stand on the balcony overlooking the main hall, leaning on the Bannister. After a few moments of pause she begins to hum to herself, fingers tapping on the wood a small tune.

She then starts singing.

Look how the light of the town The lights of the town are shining now Tonight I'll be dancing around I'm off on the road to Galway now Look how she's off on the town She's off on a search for sailors though There's fine fellas here to be found She's never been one to stay at home

She keeps singing, swaying side to side before pushing herself up to stand so she can actually dance. It only lasts a few minutes, but soon she’s done, and she goes back to leaning on the bannister, her fingers running along the wood as she is lost in thought.

#she said she would sing again soon and here she isssss

[pinkanonhopes]

listening to my improv 7 minutes sessions jazz piano after a long day it's quite healing

#i think in this clip specifically there's also my mother at a certain point #like snapping her fingers with the rhythm of the music i was playing #she is so nice #yessss here she isssss #leo scrive

[sheeple]

Heirs of Hogwarts | part 2

Genre(s): Nuisance to Lovers / Fake dating / Fluff / No Voldy au Fandom(s): Harry Potter Pairing(s): Mattheo Riddle x Hufflepuff!Reader Summary: After finding out your (now ex)boyfriend cheated on you with the girl he told you not to worry about, you decide to get into a fake relationship with the kid of another founder of Hogwarts. What could go wrong? Warning(s): Mattheo being Mattheo / Matt beats up a bitch A/n: I COULDN'T WAIT TO FINISH WRITING CHAPTER 3 SO HERE IT ISSSSS. ALSOO... Kinda overwhelmed with all the positive feedback I've got on the first part. I hope this one is what you imagined it to be c: (not me having imposter syndrome) [Masterlist] [part 1] [part 3]

Mattheo wasn't raised with an abundance of love. He was never abused, no, but there wasn't much familiar love between him and his parents and his older brother. Something about ancient wizarding standards or whatever.

That's why when he entered his first year at Hogwarts, something ugly festered within the boy when he saw you. You, another descendant of a founding member of Hogwarts, born into a family so full of love that it made you shine brighter than the sun herself. 

Mattheo was jealous of the way your brothers welcomed you into Hufflepuff house, a proud smile on their faces. The way they hugged you and Professor Sproud beamed with pride to have another descendant of Helga Hufflepuff under her care. All Mattheo got was a stiff nod from Thomas and a sneer to not bother him. 

It was not until the first class the Slytherins had with the Hufflepuffs that he decided that from that day onwards he despises you. The way the yellow of your cloak makes your skin radiate. The way you tie your hair with ribbons. The way that over the years, you've grown more beautiful than Aphrodite herself.

He also hates that now in sixth year, he has to be your partner for Herbology. You, who despite your heritage, hate Herbology. It makes Mattheo hate you even more because now you are not the perfect Hufflepuff princess everybody imagines you to be. Now you are human.

"If you keep staring at her like that, she might combust in flames", muses Thomas while he doesn't look up from his book. It gets the attention of other boys around them and they all look at the person Mattheo's staring at.

"Really?", scoffs Draco, his eyes flickering over your back, "Princess Perfect over there?"

Something boils from within Mattheo as his friends' eyes trail over your body. He clenches his jaw as he abuses the shepherd's pie on his plate. 

The staring doesn't go unnoticed as one of your friends points it out and you turn towards the Slytherin table. Your eyes meet those of Mattheo and you give him a small but awkward smile before turning back, your shoulders slumping under the eyes.

It's not often that Mattheo hates himself. But right now he could kick himself to put the attention on you. "Why would I care about some prissy Hufflepuff?", he grumbles.

Blaise gives him an unimpressed look. "Don't act like you haven't had the biggest crush on the girl since first year. It's getting pathetic, Mattheo. Just go ask her out."

The others around share looks and grins. It pisses Mattheo off. Especially now that his brother's attention is fully on him. Can't they mind their own damn business?

"You're forgetting one thing, idiots."

That is another thing he hates about you. The boy next to you whose sleazy arm is resting on your shoulders. Piece of shit quidditch player and an even worse human being with wandering eyes. Even now, with you sitting so prettily next to him, he dares to make goo-goo eyes with a Gryffindor girl.

Gods it makes Mattheo crazy how you can choose him over any other dickhead at this school. That sleazeball over him.

But when he found you that night alone and moping over your now ex-boyfriend, a small spark of hope lit up inside him. And he took that spark to satisfy his own desires.

And now here you are, sitting in front of each other at the Three Broom Sticks, butterbeer in hand. You nervously trace the rim of the glass while Mattheo observes you. He wants to say something, but you beat him to it.

"So... what are the boundaries of this agreement?"

Mattheo lets out a huff of air. "Whatever you're comfortable with, princess."

Great. That gives you absolutely nothing. "Are you okay with... handholding? Or something similar?"

"Sure. I don't mind. What are your thoughts on nicknames?"

"As long as it's not Pookie. What should I call you? Nicknames are mutual." You send him a teasing eyebrow raise.

Mattheo rolls his eyes playful. "I couldn't care less. Also, to make it believable we should be seen together in school, you know. Otherwise, people won't believe it's real."

To be honest you have no qualms with that. You kinda expected it.

As the negotiations come to a close, the two of you decide to walk around Hogsmeade and get to know each other a little better as you will be seeing a lot of him.

Mattheo practically tackles you as you want to pay, stating that if it was a real date, he wouldn't let his lady pay for anything.

The stroll through Hogsmeade is filled with small talk, asking each other questions about preferences and other small tidbits as you pass by shops. That's how you discover that he's pretty good at Transfiguration and that Madam Pomfrey always gives him candies when he lands in the infirmary again after a Quidditch game.

While Mattheo tells a story about him, Draco and Theodore wrestling for the last apple lollypop Madam Pomfrey had, you round a corner and spot Malcolm walking your way. His hand is in Gladys' but he doesn't pay any attention to her yapping.

"Shit", you curse, ducking behind the wall. Mattheo looks at you with an amused look on his face as you pull him away from the main street by his wrist. "It's him."

The dark-haired boy glances around the corner, his eyes focusing on the sad sack of screechsnaps. The audacity of the guy makes his blood boil. Mattheo turns back towards you. "Do you trust me?"

You hesitate for a moment, your eyes flickering over his face. "My mom always said you shouldn't trust pretty brown eyes", you muse, not knowing how to take his question.

"So you think my eyes are pretty?", he asks, leaning close to you. 

His sudden closeness makes you stutter and stumble over your words, the heat rising towards your cheeks. "I- no... what-?"

Mattheo lets out a lach. A genuine one at your confusion. He holds out his hand, palm up, and looks at you expectantly. You lay your hand in his own slowly. At that moment, the two of you realise how big his hand is compared to yours. How — when he laces your fingers together — his hand engulfs your own.

Mattheo pulls you closer, slinging his arm over your shoulder while still holding onto your hand. He pulls the two of you out of the alley and whispers to you that you should laugh like he said something funny.

You can do that. You faked all the time while being with Malcolm, how hard is a laugh? A laugh bubbles from you and you look up at Mattheo. 

While you walk, Mattheo angles the two of you so that when you pass your ex, their shoulders bump against each other. The four of you stop and you make eye contact with him.

"(Y/n)", he says surprised, his eyes going from you to Mattheo — who still has his arm wrapped around you.

"Malcolm", you reply icy, clutching on tightly to Mattheo's hand before glancing towards the girl next to him. "Gladys. How... nice to see you."

Gladys gives you a sickly sweet smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "We didn't expect to meet you here. Especially not with... someone." She looks at Mattheo, who pulls you closer towards him.

"Yeah, we quite hit it off during Herbology so we thought why not try it, you know, now she's finally single. Thanks for that, mate." Mattheo cocks his head to the side, silently daring Malcolm. 

But Malcolm's wide eyes are laser-focused on you. "Herbology?", he asks, his voice wavering.

"Oh yeah", you nod with a smile, "that Fluxweed report really brought us together, you know. You were right, Malcolm, I just needed to find something I would enjoy about the subject." You bite your tongue to not burst out laughing as you throw his earlier statement back into this face.

Malcolm's face sours and he tugs Gladys' hand before walking away without saying anything. When they're out of earshot, the two of you can't help but laugh. 

"Merlin", you chuckle, "he really is pathetic, isn't he?"

Mattheo pulls you towards the opposite direction, his arm still around your shoulders. And weirdly... you don't mind it. He's nice and warm- ew that makes you sound weird. But as the day progresses and the shadows elongate, a shiver rolls down your spine.

Mattheo stops in his steps as the two of you walk back towards the castle. He shrugs off his jacket and holds it open for you to put your hands through the sleeves.

You protest. "I can't take your jacket, don't be silly." Walking past him, he stops you with a hand around your wrist.

"You're not taking it, I'm offering. So don't protest and take the damn jacket." He raises his brows in a silent way to tell you to not challenge him because he will strangle his jacket onto you if he has to.

With your cheeks feeling hot, you reluctantly slide your arms through the sleeves. As you play with the hem of the dark green jacket — which by the way smells like pine and smoke — you turn towards him. "Aren't you cold?", you question as he's only in a black shirt now.

Mattheo shakes his head, running a hand through his curls. "I run hot. Kinda brought the jacket in the hopes to give it to you."

You give him a teasing smile at his confession. "Do you now?"

"I wasn't raised with a lot of good, but at least my aunt instilled some decency into me." He reaches out and grabs his pack of smokes out of a pocket. He lights one and offers it to you. You shake your head and he shrugs. 

The rest of the walk back towards the castle is spent in comfortable silence. You totally expect him to wave you goodbye when you enter through the thick wooden doors of the entrance hall, but he keeps on walking with you until you reach your common room.

He has his hands in his pockets as he watches you anxiously scratch at your fingers.

"I've had a lot of fun. Even if it was supposed to be fake. Thank you, Mattheo-"

"Matt."

You blink in confusion at his sudden word vomit. Mattheo himself seems embarrassed. "The whole nickname thing we talked about? You may call me Matt. If you like..."

A wide smile grows on your face. Standing up to your tippy toes, you lay a hand on his shoulder and press a feather-light kiss against his cheek. "Thank you, Matt. Have a nice evening."

Feeling like the butterflies in your stomach may burst out of their confinement, you quickly hurry through the barrel but remember that you're still wearing his jacket. When you turn around, you are met with an empty corridor.

Not knowing that the moment you turned around Mattheo Riddle — Heir of Slytherin and all around Hogwartsbad boy — practically sprinted towards the dungeons with his cheeks flaming hot.

It has been a couple of days since your 'date'. Because you've practically announced to the entirety of Hogwarts that the two of you are dating, you spend a lot more time together. At first, it was spent studying together. But slowly you two started to talk to each other more and more. About life and family and expectations.

Turns out the two of you aren't that different.

Hannah and Susan give you smug smiles every time Mattheo walks over towards you or when the two of you are seen together. 

A paper crane lands on top of your open book and you look up from your notes. Mattheo — who's seated on the other side of the classroom — nods towards it and motions for you to unfold it.

You pout and shake your head, mouthing 'too adorable' towards him. He rolls his eyes playfully with a smile and flicks his wand, making the crane unfold on itself. Sending a disapproving look, you read the note.

You look over towards him and he does his best puppy eyes. Curse Mattheo Riddle and his beautiful brown eyes. Pursing your lips, you pretend to think about it, being quite dramatic about it. You look up at the ceiling with your brows knitted together while tapping your chin with your finger. But eventually, you drop the act and give him an enthusiastic nod.

Hannah, who has been following the interaction like a tennis match, snorts and almost draws the attention of the teacher towards you both. You hit her shoulder and quickly turn back towards your notes, ignoring the teasing grin on Mattheo's face.

"Shut up", you whisper towards her.

She leans closer to you. "Since when are you and Riddle close enough to hang out?"

Narrowing your eyes at her. "We're supposedly dating, remember?"

You almost don't want to admit it, but the classes can't pass by any quicker. You hardly pay attention in divination and muggle studies, way too excited for your date- wait... is it a date? No. It's just a hangout. Nothing more. 

"Have fun with your date", teases Hannah once the final class of the morning is finished and you flip her off as you walk the opposite way.

As you round the corner, you bump against something and stumble slightly back. "Oh sorry", you mumble, finding your footing before looking up. "Oh...", escapes your mouth as you see it's Malcolm.

You move to pass by him but he grabs your shoulders. "I want to talk to you. I miss you..."

Pushing his hands away, you let out a scoff. He's sinking to a lower level than you thought possible. "Miss me? Miss me? What am I? Your mother?" You go to walk again but this time Malcolm's hold becomes stronger. He manoeuvres you towards an empty hallway. He presses you against the wall and you let out an 'oomph'.

"Is he forcing you to act like this? Did he put a curse on you? Are you imperio'd?" He reaches out to touch your cheeks, to check your eyes.

You harshly pull your face out of his hold. "Are you out of your mind?! Let me go!", you protest, trying to wiggle yourself out of his hold. "Mattheo did nothing to me."

He shakes his head, his fists tightening around your robes. "You're such a- a- slut! Opening your legs for any guy who gives you attention."

What the actual fuck! How dare he suggest such a thing?! You reel your head back and spit in his face. It hits him in his eyes and he flinches, stumbling a couple of steps back and wiping at his eyes.

"You bitch!", he wails. Raising his fist, he advances towards you and your hand reaches for your wand. But something comes flying from the side and knocks him off his feet.

Mattheo stands above him, pinning him to the floor and punching him in the face. You're glued to the spot and you can't help but watch how Mattheo beats the living daylights out of him.

Blood runs down his nose and his knuckles are cracked, but Mattheo enjoys beating your ex down to a whimpering mess. He can finally channel his pent-up frustration into something productive. And he won't deny that he didn't want to knock the teeth out of the prick's mouth.

Afraid that someone will spot the fight, you try to pry off Mattheo. You pull against his shoulder and make him lose the rhythm he was beating his fists down with. "Matt! Leave him! He's not worth getting in trouble for!"

Mattheo suddenly realises that you're here also and he gets off the snivelling boy on the ground, flexing and relaxing his hands. You grab one of them and pull him away from the crime scene. He needs to get fixed up, but where? One of the bathrooms is the possibility to be seen big. And you don't want unnecessary people asking questions. And you don't have any supplies in the bathroom.

You could manage to sneak him into your dorm. Most of your housemates are at lunch, so the common room should be empty.

Mattheo calls out your name, trying to make you stop but you shush him and keep on pulling him towards the barreled entrance. Once outside, you let go of his hand. "I'll check if the coast is clear and then I can fix you up."

Without waiting for an answer, you knock on the right barrel and the doors slide open. Glancing around the common room, you see nobody. Which is a surprising sight. Because the common room is so close to the kitchens, a lot of students opt to eat in their dorms. It's mostly the bullied students or the ones who don't want to deal with the Great Hall.

Waving him over, you pull Mattheo through the entrance and practically shove him up the stairs and into your dorm. He finally gets why you're bringing him to your dorm when you push him to sit on the closed lid of the toilet and fetch out a first-aid kit from under the sink.

"Do you bring a lot of boys towards your dorm?", asks Mattheo to break the silence as you search through the kit. He feels awkward sitting in your bathroom.

This isn't the first time that he is in another House's common room. He has sneaked into Gryfindor's loats and the parties at Ravenclaw are something you have to experience. But there was always something untouchable about the Hufflepuff area. It is a bragging right to have found out about the code to the entrance but an even bigger deal to be invited in.

And what he has seen so far makes him jealous. The Slytherin common room is always coated in a shade of greenish blue, thanks to the large windows looking into the lake. There is barely any warmth because of the ancient tiles of the dungeons. But here, everything is so warm, so welcome. Even with the only windows at the top, the common room is bright and comforting.

"Oh yeah, loads", you tease, "Especially non 'Puff ones." You give him a half-smile while pinching a cotton swap between your fingers. "Now… be still and this might sting." You dab against the cuts and wounds across his face, cleaning up the blood and disinfecting everything.

Mattheo isn't sure what to do with his hand. He's not sure if he can touch you, or pull you closer towards him while he wants to. He doesn't want to scare you away.

"Tell me a secret", you say softly, surprising yourself and him. When Mattheo gives you a raised eyebrow, you roll your eyes. "We're supposed to be dating, aren't we? Especially after you beat the shit out of my ex it's pretty solid for the students around us. And people who are dating know each other's secrets. So... tell me a secret."

There is an unreadable look on his face and you stop your ministrations, eyes locking with each other. "Did you know some of that piece of shit's secrets?", he muses with a small teasing smile on his face.

You huff. "Some..." Continuing, your movements are a little harsher than before. Because now that you think about it, you knew the bare minimum about Malcolm. It's also not like he let you get to know him. He didn't even come with you to Christmas at your home. And your family does a bomb-ass Christmas party each year. "I'll tell one if you tell one."

Mattheo seems to think for a moment, his focus on a spot over your shoulder as he filters through all his secrets and memories. "My family are Parselmouths."

Your mouth falls open and your hand stops in the air. "Like... like speaking to snakes? As in you hiss against snakes and they hiss back?" You eye him with amazement while his cheeks colour a bright red.

"I- it's not like that!" He tries to laugh away your question. "Parseltongue is more... yeah it's kinda like hissing", he admits, hanging his head a bit.

You wipe away the last of the blood and start to clean up. "Do snakes have accents? Or is it more of a universal language? And can everybody in your family do it?"

It's refreshing to Mattheo to find someone who isn't freaked out by his ability. He also finds your questions amusing. They are different. Fun. "I never noticed the accent thing. But I've only met one snake in real life, so I wouldn't know..."

"Can you say something?" You try your best to give him puppy eyes to convince him. But you've heard that you never were the best at it.

A laugh bubbles from within his chest. He looks at you through his lashes and clears his throat. His Adam's apple bops up and down as he swallows and his lips part. Out comes the strangest sound you ever heard. It's indeed a hissing sound, but at the same time his words — if you can call the noise he makes words — have a strange melody to them. It makes the hairs on your arms stand up straight.

"Wow", you whisper once he's done, "And what does it mean?"

"Well", laughs Mattheo, "That's a know for me and for you to figure out."

You chuckle, grabbing your wand to close the wounds, but he stops it. "Leave them be", he says, "It's proof of me beating his pathetic ass." He traces circles with his thumb atop your hand. "Now… what's your secret?"

You toss your head back with a silent laugh. "Fair. Fair. My family — for as long as we have known — are born Animagi. Every single child has been able to transform into a badger."

He raises his brows. "A badger? How fitting", he teases.

Rolling your eyes at his quip, you lean back against the sink with your hand still in his. You don't mind it, you even slightly enjoy it. The way the rough pad of his finger feels against your skin. "The whole Hufflepuff area kinda looks like a burrow. I get where Meemaw got the idea."

Mattheo lets out a sudden laugh. "Meemaw?" There is no ill content behind his laugh. It brings a smile of your own to your face.

"Helga Hufflepuff. She has a painting above the fireplace that's connected with one at home. Also above the fireplace", you laugh. But it slowly melts off your face as your words dawn upon you. 

Mattheo slowly starts to become concerned at the look on your face. Your heart races in your chest. How could you be so stupid? How could you have forgotten about Meemaw?

"The painting is connected with home! Oh fuck! She will snitch on me! And now Mom and Dad will think we're...-!"

"Think we're what? Sleeping together? Is that such a horrible idea?" Mattheo straightens his back and his eyes darken.

You shake your head, running a hand over your face. "That's not what I meant. I wouldn't mind it, but I don't want my parents to know that! Ew", you frown and a shudder runs through your body.

The boy before you stands up and closes the space between the two of you. "You wouldn't mind?", he muses with a teasing grin on his face. He turns your head with his knuckles so you're looking at him and traces your bottom lip slowly.

Your lips part as you look up at him through your lashes. Your breath quickens and you feel his chest pressed against you with each rise of your chest. His scent fills your senses and consumes you. It's overwhelming. It makes your stomach do flips.

You wonder if he feels the same.

Just as you slowly angle your face towards him and close your eyes, a knock on the door makes you jump. Mattheo stumbles back, almost crashing against the toilet and landing in the bathtub. 

"One- one moment!", you call out, quickly cleaning up the first-aid kit. Mattheo scrambles to straighten himself up before helping you. 

The two of you share a look before you open the door. Mattheo slips out and rushes out of your dorm and out of the common room.

"No way?!", gasps Susan, her mouth agape.

"Was that-?", asks Hannah with wide eyes.

Sending the two girls a look. "Not one word!"

The next morning at breakfast your panic turns out not misplaced as your family's house owl comes flying towards you with a sealed letter for you.

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[mysimsthingss]

#playing side fam so i can try the new pack and aged up the child #look how cute she isssss #sims 4 gameplay #i posted a pic of her mom on here awhile ago #this fams adorable

[marlenesluv]

Bad Decisions. (LS)

Summary: After Logan isn’t able to compete in the Australian Grand Prix, his girlfriend shows everyone just how amazing he is. Which leads to a major turn of events.

Note: Used the indent feature instead of copy and pasting that arrow I usually use, lol. Hope you guys don’t mind too much, it’s much easier for me.

Warnings: None

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Liked by: logansargeant, lilymhe, and 67,139 others

y/n.user: he may not be able to race this weekend, but that just means he can hangout with me and lily in the garage and heckle the other drivers🙃

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alex_albon: do you heckle me??

y/n.user: not usually, but this weekend…maybe

alex_albon: ??????

user7: i love how supportive she isssss

logansargeant: i love you❤️

y/n.user: i love you too❤️😙

f1wags: williams has the BEST wags 🙏

ls2editsss: he’ll come back stronger next weekend💪

user3: CUTEST COUPLE EVER!!!!!

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

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logansargeant: disappointing weekend. but at least i have my girl ❤️

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y/n.user: lo🥺

logansargeant: 🙃❤️

y/n.user: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

f1editpage: awwww, they are so soft

oscarpiastri: sorry about this weekend mate. next week will be better👏

*liked by creator*

user1: loveee their love

alex_albon: i owe you😣

y/n.user: alr. give it back.

lilymhe: AHHHAHAHAHAHA

alex_albon: 😐

wagpagee: y/n is sooo angelic

user6: anyone else find it weird that like the whole grid follows y/n and not logan?

user2: i guess, but y/n has been friends with lily since they were little🤷‍♀️

user6: eh so?

user2: well lily and alex have been together for around 5 years, so she’s been around the paddock for 5 years instead of the 1 logan has

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

twitter:

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

your instagram story:

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y/n.user: appreciation post for my my favorite person in the whole world, my own personal captain america❤️🤍💙 i love you, logan. thank you for being the best boyfriend, best friend, and person ever❣️

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f1wags: well, that’ll do it. the waterworks, oh my🥹

logansargeant: don’t make me cry right now. i’ll make you mrs. sargeant

y/n.user: 😳

logansargeant: unmmm shit

y/n.user: i would say yes. just saying 🤷‍♀️

user6: she would WHAT

flavy.barla: this is so cute and all, but the comments? you married now, girl?

y/n.user: not yet😞 i’ll lyk

flavy.barla: 🙏💓

oscarpiastri: excuse me? logan? answer your PHONE??

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。

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(psa, this is 2 weeks later!)

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logansargeant & y/n.user: We liked each other and put on a ring on it 💍❤️ And finally got Logan in a race car that had a chassis 🙃😉

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lilymhe: congratulations guys!!!💓

f1wags: AWWW STOP

user8: this wasn’t on my 2024 bingo card, but i am so here for it

alex_albon: funny joke y/n😐 but congratulations!!!!!

oscarpiastri: not sure why you guys waited so long

lilyzneimer: you’re talking?

y/n.user: aw shit, you tell him lily👏

lilyzneimer: thank you, congratulations btw❣️

*liked by y/n.user*

user3: mother and father🙏😮‍💨

landonorris: CONGRATSSSSS

maxverstappen1: congratulations! p wants to be the flower girl, i told her i would ask…don’t feel obligated

y/n.user: 🥹tell p yes. she’s the cutest ever

logansargeant: im the cutest ever. but ok

scottjames31: you will soon learn that once you’re married, you aren’t the cutest anymore and kids come first

logansargeant: 😐

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[dearlyjun]

— just a neighbor 𖤐 huening kai

summary: your neighbor across the hall consoles you after a breakup, and after that you can’t stop fucking him.

pairing: hotneighbor!kai x afab!reader

genre: smut (18+ readers only!)

word count: 2.7k

warnings: making out/nasty kissing, discussing kai’s dick out in the open, throat grabbing, semi public sex, fingering in an elevator, multiple orgasms, biting, nipple play, clitoral stimulation, unprotected sex, use of birth control is mentioned, multiple positions, lots of whining, moaning, reader is wearing a skirt, kai has a big dick, there’s a cumshot and ummm think that’s it??

authors note: here she isssss! the kai smut I’ve been talking about. the beginning is kind of bad in my opinion idk what was going on but I promise the smut is smutting and kai is so hot in this if I do say so myself hanwvahbavbs enjoy bye!!

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ding.

The elevator doors opened up, allowing you to step inside. A man that was probably a few years older than you greeted you and asked what floor you were going up to. You responded with 6, and stood over to the opposite corner as him.

You looked at your phone to pass the time, until the elevator stopped again and the man got off.

The elevator suddenly was going back to the main floor, making you annoyed because that wasn’t where you intended to go. It stopped, allowing the doors to open. Your neighbor across the hall from you stepped inside, standing against the wall across from you. You knew him fairly well, he was there to console you after a breakup with well – his dick. You both have been hooking up ever since.

He looked like he had just came home from work. He was dressed in a button up shirt that accented his muscular chest and broad shoulders almost too well, and some fitted dress pants complete with a belt.

You both made eye contact with each other, and the elevator doors closed.

Suddenly before you could even say anything to him, he shoved you against the wall of the elevator, kissing you roughly.

You grabbed onto his forearm as his hand gripped your jaw, then he began kissing your neck.

“Kai, fuck.” You whined as he surely left marks on your skin. “What are you doing?”

“I’m sorry I didn’t come over after work yesterday.” He was so close you could feel his hot breath on your neck. “I got home so late.”

You pouted. “I know, I was so excited.” You moved your hands along his broad chest and shoulders. “On my lunch break I couldn’t stop thinking about your cock.”

Kai clenched his jaw.

“But you know…” you continued. “Since you never came over, I had to satisfy myself on my own.”

“Fuck.” Kai muttered under his breath, kissing you again. “And you didn’t even call me.”

“I didn’t want to bother you.” You looked up at him. “But I’ll have you know, it wasn’t the same.”

“I was alone.” Kai spoke between kissing you, making his way from your lips down to your jaw and your neck. “You know I love the pretty sounds you make.”

You hummed when his lips were against that spot behind your ear.

“Do you have plans tonight?” His teeth scraped your skin as he talked.

You whimpered quietly, placing your hand against his chest as you tried to nudge him away so that you could talk.

“I mean…” you tried to find the words as he was so close to you. “I had plans to grab drinks with my girlfriends.”

Kai exhaled, bringing his thumb to your bottom lip, pulling it down. “I think…” his voice was breathy.

“You have plans with me now.”

You smirked, clearly liking where this was going. “Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.” Kai kissed you again. “Call and cancel if you have to.”

He paused, glancing down at you. “That’s a cute skirt by the way.”

“You like it?” One of your hands slid over to his bicep, and you could have whimpered at how firm it felt.

“Yeah, I think it’d look nice on my bedroom floor, don’t you think?” Kai spoke, making you nearly gasp before his lips crashed with yours again.

Kai moaned against your mouth, before snaking one of his hands between your legs. You knew where this was going, hiking up one of your legs onto the metal guard rail that was in the elevator.

One of your hands held onto the rail, while the other held onto him as you tried not to lose your footing.

Kai briefly pulled away from the kiss, but his face was still close to yours as he pulled the fabric of your underwear away from your core. You had no idea you were so wet until you felt how easily he slipped his middle and ring finger inside of you.

“Oh my god, fuck.” Kai swore under his breath, trying to maintain his composure.

In an attempt to be quiet, you quickly covered your mouth; letting go of Kai’s arm to hold yourself up.

Kai quickly pulled your hand away. “Nope. Wanna hear you.”

You grabbed onto his shoulder; practically digging your nails into him.

“Fuck. Feels so good.” You whined, leaning your head against the wall.

“Yeah.” Kai’s voice was breathy, his face probably a mere inch away from yours. “Tell me.”

You let go of his shoulder, and attempted to pull his body closer to yours; wanting to feel him against you. Kai kissed you again, but his rhythm with his fingers never faltered. He slipped a third finger into your core, making you moan into his mouth; giving the perfect opportunity to tongue kiss you.

You felt him change his positioning of his fingers, now trying to hit upwards, finding your sweet spot.

It was only a matter of seconds before he found it, hitting it repeatedly and making you slightly lose your balance.

“Fuck.” You whined as you buried your face into his neck; still holding onto him.

“Yeah, you’re gonna cum.” Kai spoke to you; his voice oddly steady. “But I want you to look at me.”

“I can’t.” Your voice was almost a sob.

He sighed, feeling your walls clenching his fingers. “Yes, you can. Or I’ll stop.”

He couldn’t stop. Not right now when you were so close to your high.

You looked up at him, subtle tears forming. “No, no. Kai, please.”

Kai smirked at you. “Good girl, you look so pretty.”

He pulled his fingers out of you; pressing firm against your clit. He moved his fingertips against it in quick motions, then it was over.

“Fuck!” You cried out, leaning your head against the wall of the elevator; hoping that nobody could possibly hear you. Your walls clenched around nothing as your legs threatened to give out beneath you.

Kai watched your expressions, biting his lip as you started to whine from the overstimulation; he finally pulled his fingers away from you.

You were panting, feeling like you’ve been fucking four hours already.

“You’ve got a long night with me, pretty.” Kai spoke before leaning down to kiss you softly. “I hope you’re not fucked out just yet.”

“No, never.” You answered, starting to adjust your clothing. Kai helped you a few seconds later.

The elevator stopped, making you both look at each other.

“Do I look okay?” You asked him, speaking quietly.

“Yeah, you look normal.” Kai answered. “Walk behind me.”

The doors opened, and there were people. Only a few. The both of you tried not to make eye contact with anyone. You walked down the hall behind Kai to his apartment door, he unlocked it, then let you walk in ahead of him.

Once inside, Kai shut the door.

Suddenly your back was shoved against it, making you whimper. Kai’s mouth was on yours again in a bruising kiss.

“I hope that wasn’t obvious.” Kai spoke between kissing you. “That I’m bringing you here to fuck you all night.”

He started kissing down your jaw, and behind your ear; making you moan. You moved your hands to his hair. “I don’t think so.”

“Sweetheart, no one is that stupid.” Kai chuckled, lightly sucking and nibbling at your skin.

“Agh, fuck.” You whined as he most definitely was leaving marks on you.

“I want you out of these clothes.” He practically growled in your ear.

You could easily say the same thing for him.

“Can we go to your bedroom?” You asked him, feeling Kai’s hand slip up your inner thigh.

“Sweetheart, you don’t have to ask.” Kai answered, kissing you on the lips. His use of the pet name made your heart flutter. “Let’s go.”

Once in the bedroom, you kicked off your shoes, and Kai immediately pulled down your skirt after you pulled your shirt over your head. You could tell by the look on his face that he was surprised by the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra.

You sat onto his bed, while Kai was now in front of you. You started unbuttoning his shirt as he brought his hand underneath your chin, swiping your bottom lip with his thumb.

You looked up at him, taking his thumb into your mouth and sucking on it like you would his cock. Kai sucked in a breath, before he had to pull away from you to take his shirt off completely.

“Fuck.” He swore. “Look at me like that and I’ll ruin you.”

“Maybe I want you to.” You got to work undoing his belt. “You bailed on me last night. I could use a good fuck.”

You threw his belt to the ground.

Kai took over, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He lowered them slightly, his large bulge very prominent that you couldn’t take your eyes off of it.

“You sure about that?” He lifted your chin to look up at him, strands his dark hair somewhat in his face. “I think the neighbors may hear you, or you don’t care?”

You’re pretty sure the neighbors knew what was going on between you two, but they pretended not to.

“I don’t know if I care.” You palmed him through his pants, earning a low, throaty groan from him.

“I don’t think you ever did.” Kai kissed you again, his hands roaming your body. One of his hands slipped inside of your underwear, rubbing your clit again and making you yelp due to the sensitivity still.

You were laying on the bed now; Kai hovering over you.

He smirked against your mouth. “So sensitive for me still.”

“Kai, I want you to fuck me.” Your voice was whiny.

“Oh?” Kai challenged. “We don’t say please anymore?”

He pushed his middle and ring finger past your folds, pressing you walls hard this time.

You were whining, squirming underneath him.

He leaned down by your ear. “Or I can just see how many times I can make you cum without fucking you.”

That was not fair. At all.

He angled his hand so that he could rub your clit at the same time. You knew that would send you overboard.

“Be good for me.” Kai muttered, sloppily kissing down your neck and to your chest. “Wanna hear you say it.”

“Fuck…” You let out a whine, your legs already starting to shake as he was finger fucking you now.

You knew how Kai worked. If you didn’t actually say please; he wasn’t going to do anything, and nothing was going to help the ache between your legs like his cock was.

“Not quite there, princess.” Kai spoke, before making his way to your right nipple, swirling his tongue around it, and sucking and biting lightly.

“Fuck, Kai.” You nearly yelped, squirming underneath him. “Please, please, please. Fuck me, do whatever you want to me.”

Kai pulled away, smirking. “There it is.” He pulled your underwear down, with the help of you lifting your hips to completely pull them off.

He got up, pulling off his pants completely and kicking them to the side on the floor. Then he lowered his underwear, making you suck in a breath at the sheer size of him. Something you never seemed to get accustomed to.

Kai kneeled in front of you on your back, his hands holding your thighs apart. “Are you still on–“ He didn’t get to finish his sentence.

“The pill?” You questioned. “Yes.”

“Okay. Fuck.” He swore. “Look how wet you are.” He gripped the base of his cock, gliding the tip through your soaked folds; tapping it against your clit.

“Fuck, Kai put it in.” You whimpered. “I know you’re big, but I can take it.”

“Shhhh.” He hushed you, finally pushing himself into you; but he wasn’t going in all of the way.

“Oh, fuck.” You moaned, grabbing onto his arms. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

“Fuck.” Kai swore, watching himself bottom out inside of you. “That’s so hot.”

You let out a whine, nodding slightly as you couldn’t completely see what he was looking at.

He was already starting to fuck into you kind of hard; one of his thrusts in particular had pushed you further up on the bed.

“Kai.” You suddenly cried out his name, one of your hands grabbing onto his bed sheets.

“Yeah, say my name.” Kai spoke. “It’s me that fucks you this good.”

“Only you.” You ran your fingers through his hair. “Fuck! You’ll make me cum.”

“That’s the whole point isn’t it, princess?” Kai teased you, beginning to toy with your now over sensitive clit.

Your walls clenched around him, making him moan. Kai didn’t pull away from you, forming a rhythm of playing with your clit and starting to fuck into you harder.

Your legs started to shake, and your stomach tightened. You let out a sob of a moan, grabbing onto one of Kai’s arms.

“Fuck you got tight.” Kai grunted. “Let it go, cum all over my cock.”

That was all it took before you broke, crying out his name, covering your face to try to be quiet, all while your body shook underneath Kai who kept fucking you as you rode your high.

“So good for me.” Kai leaned down over your body, kissing your neck, jaw and chest. “You want me to cum in you, baby?”

You pulled him closer to you — or at least tried to. “Please…” you pouted. Kai rarely finished inside of you, even though you were on birth control.

“Fuck…” He swore, smiling. “Why did I ask when I can’t say no. Get on your hands and knees.”

Kai pulled away from you, allowing you to change positions. You moaned when he finally put his cock back inside of you as it felt slightly deeper.

Kai gripped your hips, fucking you harder than before. “Fuck, you feel that?”

“Fuck.” You whimpered, feeling so fucked out but so desperate for more. “So good. Don’t stop.”

He pushed you further down for you to arch your back more.

“Fuck!” You couldn’t comprehend saying anything else as he was slamming into you again. “Kai…fuck.”

You kept whimpering and moaning, trying to muffle your noise in one of his pillows. Kai noticed and immediately leaned over you and ripped it away from you; throwing it to the floor.

“No, no, no.” His voice was breathy. “I don’t give a fuck if the neighbor hears you.”

You thought back to one time when you went over to Kai’s apartment across the hall at 2 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep. It ended in a noise complaint from one of the neighbors on either side, complaining about hearing “loud crying” late at night.

Well, now it was nearly the middle of the day; only about half past 6. Your next moan came out as a sob, there was no way that Kai was going to pull another orgasm from you. You were losing count and already had no idea how he was lasting so long.

“Fuck.” Kai pulled you from your thoughts with a deep groan as he threw his head back. “I’m gonna fucking cum.”

You bit your lip as his thrusts suddenly became erratic; slamming into you at somewhat of an uneven rhythm before spilling himself inside of you and letting out the hottest moan that has probably ever come out of his mouth.

“Fuck. That’s so much.” You didn’t even move, but you know he had made a mess out of you.

Kai finally pulled out of you, and you winced at the feeling of some of his cum dripping out of you. Until you gasped when you felt two of his fingers fucking it back into you.

“Look so pretty like this. All mine.” You couldn’t see him but you knew he was admiring your fucked out state. “I should do this more often.”

You turned over onto your back; Kai hovering over you.

“Such a mess.” You joked, smirking as you ran your fingers through his hair before he leaned down to kiss you.

“I can run you a shower.” Kai spoke in between kissing you. “Besides, I’m not finished with you just yet.”

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