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the-phantom-peach · 11 months
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A sword wields no strength unless the hand that holds it has courage
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blebo-blorp · 2 months
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when i started watching It’s Always Sunny in Philidelphia you fuckers had me CONVINCED that Macden is fully canon. like i kept seeing all these posts where they live together and do everything together and talking abt their codependency or whatever and then i found out there was an episode where Mac comes out and i was like “huh i wonder where the episode when dennis comes out is”.
I fully expected this to happen in canon and only TODAY did i find out that Macden isn’t canon and they just live like that. i blame all of you
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iheartjameshetfield · 7 months
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this has been rotting my brain...
so imagine sucking James dick and while you're down there, he can tell how needy you're getting so he sticks out his boot and you end up riding his boot while sucking his dick
this is just so 🤭🤭
YES YES YES OMGHSHFJSGDJAHD
you’d be getting him off and his moans would drive you insane. seeing the way he just throws his head back, praising you, calling you sweet names as he tugs on your hair while you suck him off, it makes you even wetter.
when he delivers a particularly hard thrust into your mouth, you couldn’t hold back anymore. you started clenching your thighs, looking for any sort of relief but it was fruitless, making you whine over james’ cock. he finds humor in your neediness but after a while it’s just pitiful, the way you start grabbing on to him to find any sort of friction like a dog in heat.
he shifts his leg a little until his boot was right underneath your heat. you look up at him confusedly, your mouth still stuffed with his cock and the sight makes him twitch.
“jesus christ” he hisses before letting out a breathy moan. when he sees that you still don’t get the hint, he taps his foot. “there you go, pretty girl. you’ve earned it” he smiles reassuringly.
the second you understand what he means, you pounce at the chance to ride his boot while you keep sucking him off. the friction that his boot keeps making against your clit was causing you to whimper and whine around him as you try to reach your climax.
james needed to cum so bad. he could die right then and there a happy man just from seeing the way your mouth could barely take him all and the way you keep pathetically rutting against him.
you start crying, frustrated from the overstimulation on your clit, yet you can’t cum. james brings his thumb down to wipe your tears lovingly, but then he has a tight grip on your hair, using it as leverage as he mercilessly thrusts into your mouth like you’re nothing but a hole to him.
you feel his balls slapping against your chin, constantly gagging around him as you pitiably bounce on his boot. he tries to help you finish by tapping his boot against the ground, meeting your cunt halfway with your grinds.
“oh fuck, gonna cum in this pretty mouth, shit.”
with one last thrust into your mouth, he holds your head still, not even thinking about the possibility of you not being able to breath or choking around him. he cums deep into your throat as you practically suck him dry, your throat constantly restricting around him. he feels his dick in your throat as he strokes your neck, making you swallow every drop of cum in his system.
after what feels like forever, he finally pulls out of your mouth, making you gasp for air and cough. he doesn’t bother wiping your tears form your cheeks or cleaning up the cum and spit smeared around your mouth and chin.
“there you go, sweet girl, you got it” he pats the side of your cheek, telling you sweet words of encouragement to help you finish.
“i need to cum, james, please” you whine, tears streaming down your face.
“come on baby, you could do it.”
you grip onto his legs for leverage, helping you ride him faster. you pant as you feel your orgasm hit you suddenly. you bite down on his thigh, trying to be careful not to hurt him. you lay limp, resting your head against his thigh as you hug his leg, your chest heaving as you come down from your high. james strokes your hair lovingly, murmuring sweet praises.
“you did so good for me. atta girl” he smiles sweetly at you
oh my fucking god i will SCREAM I NEED THIS I NEED HIM
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ezzypop · 3 months
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Finally finished :D
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jaymzsguitar · 1 year
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I simply have no words.
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oncefaist · 17 days
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mike faist as art donaldson in new challengers video diary
via twitter 🔗
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because it needs to be talked about more
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sylkiddsey · 3 months
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Prompt: “I could’ve helped.”
Set in season 12
She’s frozen.
She’s actually physically stuck in front of the tv in the common room. Stella or Violet is behind her, bracing her shoulders.
She can’t move. She can’t think. Her heart is free falling in her damn chest. The tv is broadcasting a breaking news story about a recent shooting.
A shooting in Portland at a firehouse. The firehouse Matt works at. The station her fiancé went to this morning for one of his last shifts.
The one where the reporter has announced multiple injuries on site. The one a gang member walked into and fired shots.
“Brett.”
The voice is muffled by her internal panic but then Severide is kneeling next to her. He looks worried but also confident. “I’m sure he’s okay. He probably wasn’t involved.”
It’s the probably that is tearing her soul. She can’t help but think about the last firehouse shooting at 51. She witnessed him take a bullet, but it was different then. They were friends. They hadn’t fallen in love yet.
Now, she’s the most in love with him (and anyone) she’s ever been. Now he’s the man she’s marrying and building a family with.
She’s white knuckling her phone, willing for Matt to call her back. The second Kidd flagged her down when she got back, Sylvie called him. She called him once, twice, three times and a few dozen after that.
He won’t answer.
“I…this isn’t real,” she whispers, tears filming her eyes. She looks at Severide, then behind her at Stella and the rest of 51. “Right? Tell me this isn’t happening.”
Obviously, no one can.
She doesn’t know if he’s okay. She doesn’t even know if he’s alive. Her head is spinning, and her heart physically hurts.
Mouch places a hand on her back from his spot beside her on the couch. His reading glasses are perched on the edge of his nose as he scrolls on an iPad. “I’m going to find you flight, okay? Just in case.”
Oh god, this isn’t happening. She’s going to pass out.
Severide squeezes her knee. “Boden is making calls. He’ll find something out. It’s going to be fine.”
She appreciates his comfort, but he doesn’t know that. Her voice shakes when she speaks. “Severide, I can’t…”
Lose him.
He nods. “I’m sure he’s fine.”
She’s about to point out the facts but then her phone vibrates in her hand. She almost breaks her neck checking the ID.
She springs from the couch and instantly answers, pushing her way past 51 towards the kitchen. “Matt.”
She hopes it is him and not someone calling from his phone to deliver the worst news possible.
“Hey, I’m okay.”
The sound of his voice breaks her resolve. She lets out a sob and covers her mouth. Her relief, however, worries all of 51. Severide looks panicked from her reaction.
She gives them all a thumbs up to communicate he’s fine. All of 51 looks relieved too.
She’s probably going to be a wreck over this phone, so she wants privacy. She exits the common room and heads towards the locker area.
“Oh my god,” she cries. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” he assures. “I’m sorry. I just got my phone. I would’ve called you sooner.”
She’s just glad he’s calling now. She sits on the floor against her locker. “I’m just so relieved you’re alive. I…I can’t even imagine what I would do if…”
“Hey, don’t go there,” he whispers. “I’m perfectly okay.” He pauses for a second. “Well, more or less.”
Now that she thinks about it, she has heard a lot of voices in the background. It doesn’t sound like he’s home.
“Are you in the hospital?”
He hesitates which gives away the answer.
“Baby, what happened? How bad is it? How could you not lead with that? What hospital?”
He chuckles. “It’s nothing. It’s just a graze.”
What does that mean? What kind of graze?
“Did you get shot?!”
“No, not technically,” he says. “I was grazed by a bullet. I’m fine.”
She’s equally terrified and furious. Matt downplays his injuries. She has no idea what he’d define as a graze.
“You’re not fine. You were shot. Where? Has a doctor seen you yet? Have they disinfected the wound?”
“Honey.” His voice is full of fondness. “I’m okay. A bullet grazed my arm. I barely lost any blood and I needed only a few stitches. Now I’m just waiting for discharge papers. I swear to you, miss paramedic, I’m fine.”
She has a hard time believing that but she’s going to try for her own sanity. “Okay. Okay, you’re fine. How is everyone else?”
He sighs. “Everyone is going to make it. The guy who fired the gun definitely isn’t though. We’re all okay for the most part.”
That’s a relief. She’s gotten to know the people he worked with while in Portland. She likes everyone there.
“I wish I could’ve been there,” she whispers, shutting her eyes. A tear rolls down her cheek.
“I don’t. Sylvie, I don’t want you anywhere near that. I’m just glad you’re safe in Chicago,” he replies. “Plus, there isn’t anything you could’ve done.”
She’d argue that.
“I could’ve helped. I’m a paramedic and you’re, you know, my man. I could’ve taken care of you.”
He laughs. “Your man, huh?”
Sylvie grins. “Yes.” She glances down at her engagement ring and blinks back tears. “I just…I really thought I lost you, Matt.”
“Hey, that’s never going to happen,” he replies. “Do you really think I’d let a little bullet get in the way of making you my wife after all these years?”
She smiles because she knows he’s right. He’d fight like hell to come home to her but that doesn’t mean terrible things can’t happen.
“I love you so much,” she says. “And if you were here right now, I’d kill you for doing this to me and Severide.”
“Well good thing I’m in Portland then. I know what you’re capable of and it’s scary as hell.”
He’s such a dork.
“Hey, I love you so much too, baby,” Matt says. “And I’m genuinely sorry I scared you. I’ll make it up to you when I’m back in Chicago.”
She’ll hold him to that.
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This fanfiction.
God tier. And that’s not a pun. It sadly is incomplete and hasn’t been completed since December 25th 2022, but it doesn’t end on a crazy cliff hanger that makes you scream and shout and let it all out. However, ofc, it does leave you wanting more.
But it so good. I reccomended every reads it pls and thank you. In all my life of reading fanfiction, I’ve found that Percy Jackson AUs tend to be the absolute best, and this one is no exception
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yeahimcal · 11 months
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Okay I have been thinking about Jean-Paul and Antonio and their casual acts of intimacy both in the show but also in my mind
Like. When they get the first relic for VILE they take a selfie so casually and hold each other so close? And Antonio says, very brightly, ‘that’s a keeper!’ It’s so clear that this is something they do all the time!!!! They must take pictures after every successful caper and I bet Jean-Paul keeps them all in a folder on his phone. I bet he makes photo books for their anniversaries. I bet Antonio kisses him breathless every time he gets them.
Also when they defect from VILE they start a food truck?’)):!3$-??2 It makes me CRAZY!!!! They must use food as a love language!!! They must cook for each other all the time!!!!! I bet they learned how to make each other’s favorite foods when they were still in the academy and snuck into the kitchen for midnight snacks giggling like fools and sneaking gentle kisses. I bet they made picnics and ate them on the beach.
I bet Antonio dug in the sand to make small pools for them to lay in on their off days (pools just big enough for the two of them, room for Black Sheep if she squeezed in) while the rest of their class played on the beach. I bet Jean-Paul was so good at volleyball. I think Antonio would’ve been a good libero. I bet that’s when they started realizing that they only ever wanted to work together. A team. High and low. They must have had to get special permission from The Faculty. I bet it was terrifying to ask.
I think it would’ve been Shadowsan who allowed it. Cleo and Bellum were all for it (I bet they were the same way in their agent days). Brunt and Maelstrom probably thought the teamwork made them weak. I think when Shadowsan raised his hand to allow them to work together Jean-Paul cried.
Jean-Paul is the only one of the two we see that does drop offs or pickups. I bet it was a compromise- he does solo work or he does it with Antonio.
Also. While I’m talking about them. They love Carmen. They love her so much. She’s like their little sister. She speaks French with Jean-Paul when he’s feeling lonely and she makes food with Antonio when he’s worried. She painted Antonio’s nails all the time and she was the one who helped Jean-Paul with his buzz cut the first time. When he had to buzz it the first time after she left he cried. Antonio had to do it. Then they both cried because they felt like something was just missing. When they learned she had run away they were devastated. They took any assignment as an excuse to look for her. I bet Carmen visits their food truck a lot. I bet she stays to talk until they close and then hugs them so tight and says goodnight, off to her next adventure.
Sorry for being crazy. They make me insane. Drive me bonkers, even
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YOU DO NOT KNOW HOW UNBEARABLE I WILL BECOME WHEN THE SUNSHINE COURT COMES OUT OH MY GOD.
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whovianderson · 1 year
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KILLING EVE FANDOM, VILLANELLE IS ALIVE CONFIRMED!!!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!!
Jodie did an interview for Happy Sad Confused and:
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I AM HEALED.
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watchyourbuck · 8 months
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reblog if you also believe buddie was gonna be canon and smth happened that they didn’t, bc there’s no way Oliver and Ryan were acting as friends
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bucket-barnes · 4 months
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You know what I’m thinking about?
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That’s right. My boy!
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shutupdevvie · 1 year
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do you guys even know what i’m talking about
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ocean-armin · 5 months
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hi y’all! the final part broke me…duh, but also inspired me to be a little more active on here :)
I made a new armin playlist, figured I’d post it here? got sick of the same five songs on all of the armin playlists…I don’t think he’d be listening to mother mother tbh?
anyways! hope everyone is well <3
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