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You were on your first official “dream first date”, cuddled up watching cheesy romance movies. However Micah Yujin, the cocky little hacker you met 5 days ago, wasn’t being so cocky anymore.....

MINORS DNI/ AGELESS BLOGS DNI/ ANTI DC DNI/ 18+

Warnings: neck kisses, oral, dry humping, hickies, teasing, early ejaculation, grinding, cursing, slight face fucking, slight choking, whimpering

1.9K words

SECOND PIECE OF WRITING LESS GOOOOOOOO!! Again I am still new at this so please don't jump me LOL. I know there are many mistakes, weird wordings/story so on and so forth but oh well. I played Error143 a while ago with my friend group, and since then this man has been on my mind 24/7. Seeing him get flustered in game reminded me of this idea I had stored away for a fic which I felt would actually suit him nicely so here we are. Hope all the Micah lovers enjoy. On a serious note I have never written for a gender neutral reader so please let me know if I should change anything! Also I’ve used the nickname Angel as one of the names since that is what he uses in game!

The image of Micah was drawn by @kamuyagi on tumblr and twitter so check em out! I was given the green light to use their art so thank you again, it was lovely speaking to you :)

"You... actually like this stuff?", you could almost hear the smirk creeping up on Micahs face while pointing at the screen. "Some of us like to bake, others like to lie in bed and watch romance movies, problem?", you questioned while glancing over at him with a stern look, "no no, I have no issues here, was just curious is all Angel". He chuckled away while watching you turn back to face the TV, his chest now pressed against bare back as he was pulling you closer into him.

THE Micah Yujin was in your bed, cuddling up behind you, watching one of your favourite movies, it was almost unreal to you. Who would've known this would be the outcome of deciding to hack someone 5 days prior due to jealousy.

You could feel every ridge from his toned stomach as you both followed along with the movie, you both were down to just your underwear as he had suggested you guys "stay comfortable" since you were spending the day binge watching cheesy romance movies.

You couldn't help but think there was an ulterior motive but he was adamant that there was "no funny business in his agenda today", even though you had to pretend to ignore the figure which began to press against your lower back every so lightly.

"Uh uh uh, what is THIS my love"? Before you could even respond Micah had covered your eyes with his hands so you could no longer see the screen, "this is FAR too PG for you don't ya think Angel?", his sniggering getting louder as you attempted to swat him away. "THIS is too PG? Micah they're only kissing, I don't even think they go all the way in this one", you couldn't help but laugh a little, he was so immature.

You rolled over to face him, inching closer to his newly flustered face, "How about I show you PG hmm?", your seductive tone causing his eyes to widen, your own flittered between his and his lips. The sexual tension in the air rising as you let your lips linger by his teasing him while moving to lay on his chest.

"You're such a tea~", you cut him off by crashing your lips into his, gliding them over one another. His hand slid up to your neck, gently applying pressure while lightly tugging you even closer, the kiss getting heated ever so quickly. Micah caught your bottom lip between his, gently easing his tongue into your mouth as you followed, you let him take charge just this once.

The sexual tension quickly turned into frustration, as he deepened the kiss you knew he wanted more, the soft moans leaving his lips told you more than enough but you wouldn't give it up that easily. You could also feel how needy he was yet he didn't dare to try anything further.

You slowly pulled away, a string of saliva linking you together as you sat up, he watched as your eyes moved from his lower stomach to his eyes. "It's pretty convenient that at your request we are both only in our underwear. It's almost like.... This is what you wanted to happen hmm? Don't get all shy on me now". The grin forming on your face causing the usually cocky man under you to squirm trying to cover his heated cheeks.

"Nothing to say for yourself hmm?" you frowned smugly while watching Micah struggle to get any words out, "a~actually I~". You felt him choke back on his words as you leant forward letting you fingers coiled around his already hard nipples. "Sensitive here are we Micah?", your words ringing through while snaking your fingers around them.

You could feel Micah swallowing down his moans on your lips as you placed small kisses down the side of his neck, sucking lightly on each left kiss while nibbling down. Whilst trailing them down to his chest you blew gently against the newly placed hickies, you felt his body quiver due to how tender the marks were.

Micah's eyes widened as he heard your breath hitch while jolting up. "Ah, and you told me to shield my eyes from a kiss in a movie?", the confused look on his face dropping as he followed your eyes to his newly grown piece that was now pressing up on your lower half, you took your bottom lip in your teeth as you cheekily began to grind down against it.

Was Micah really that turnt on by a few neck kisses? This was the same egotistical man that would boast about how you would definitely fold first when it comes to being in the same room.

You couldn't help but giggle to yourself quietly while watching him squirm under you trying to take any extra friction he could from your lower half to his, desperation looked good on him.

You crawled off him, you could almost hear him internally sighing thinking you were done teasing him but he couldn't be further from correct. You placed yourself between his legs, hands running down his torso to the band of his boxers, your eyes half lidded with desire as you rolled your tongue against your top teeth, a coy grin plastered on your face.

Sliding the fabric down under his hips you took his length in your hand, the sheer size of it took you by surprise, no wonder the rare times when he was modest were only when you would joke about it being small without having seen it, "So this is what you've been hiding, I think I can handle it" you bit your lip while perking up.

"What do you mean by tha~ oh fuck", Micah hissed through his teeth as you timidly rubbed his ever growing member. With each stroke you could hear his needy moans get louder, his eyes showing a pure yearning for more."Look at you, is this the smug and overconfident hacker I met 5 days ago? 2 minutes in and you're already this turnt on", you teased as he averted his eyes from you.

"Look at me pretty boy", your stern tone followed by you meticulously moulding your fingers around his member massaging it in your hand, you could hear Micah curse through his moans. He turnt to look at you, eyebrows tilted upwards in bliss.

You weren't sure how much more he could take as you didn't know his cues yet, however you did know you weren't going to let it end here, having a cheeky man in submission was too perfect to give up this fast.

You slowly stopped your hand movements, "w~why'd you stop?" Micah whined trying to conduct himself, he wasn't used to being this vulnerable but with you he didn't mind but he wasn't expecting all this.

"Okay Micah, would you rather I finish you off with my hand, or mouth? Hackers choice.", your cheeky tone confusing him as to if that was a real question. Before he had a chance to formulate a response you placed your fingertips on the cusp on his cock, as you pressed them onto it you stuck out your tongue to let a drop of saliva hit his tip, your grip tightening as his body squirmed.

While kneading the tip in your fingertips you asked again, "You gotta pick one Micah, if not I guess we can leave it here and go back to the mov~", "mouth". "What was that? I couldn't hear you?", you pouted jokingly as if to mock him. You had full control and you were going to get the most out of it.

"P~Please, please finish me off with your mouth Angel", Micahs head rolling back in pure sexual frustration, "good boy Micah, i'm all yours". Without another word you skimmed your tongue across his shaft before taking it in your mouth, your warm breath adding to the burning in his stomach.

You bobbed your head up and down taking him all in, your saliva mixing with his precum engulfing his cock in a wet heat. "Fuuuck baby, don't stop", his hand slid to your cheek, caressing it before bringing it to the back of your head, you felt a slight pressure.

Was he really trying to fuck your face? You weren't expecting him to get a burst of confidence, or was his body just moving on its own? Either way it was turning you on little by little. You placed your free hand on his balls, palming them as he began to grind his hips forwards, the crown of his cock hitting the back of your throat each stroke.

Micah's moans became sloppy and incoherent as your tongue slid across the slit in his piece before taking it all back in, humming to allow it to slip back down your throat, the vibrations adding to the overwhelming closeness he was feeling.

You could feel him twitching slightly in your mouth, "oh my g~god i'm so close baby", his whining getting louder as you gave his balls in your palm some more attention. "Just keep going baby" he mewled out in desperation.

Before you could have another thought you felt him shudder, as if on cue he let go, you could feel it cascade down your throat coating it completely, his breath hitching as you continued to deepthroat him, swallowing whatever remained in your mouth. "W~What are you d~oing I can't take much mo~", you could hear him whimpering as the overstim started to consume him, the delirium swirling inside him as the suction intensified.

"F~Fuuuck Angel", he was drowning in pain and pleasure, you started to slow down using your tongue to take in the elixir of cum and saliva encasing his cock cleaning him up. You could almost feel his member throbbing as you pulled back. You gazed at him alluringly as he covered his deep red cheeks with his forearm, "welllll, did I do good Mr Micah?".

Another cheeky smirk emerging on your lips as you slid your hand on last time up his length to take off anything remaining, licking it clean while remaining eye contact with him, he breathlessly mumbled "you~you did more than good I can tell ya that much" whilst you placed him back in his boxers carefully.

Micah grabbed your jaw with his hand pulling you into a quick heated kiss as you went to lay by his side, the taste of him and your saliva slightly re-turning him on. "You outdone anything I expected you to do, that's for sure, i'm still kinda in a haze", he chuckled letting you go, you winked at him before sliding back to face the television, back against his chest once again.

You could feel his heartbeat calming down behind you, you had definitely shocked him with your actions. Who knew you could make a cocky man whimper n writhe with just your mouth? God knows what he would be like if you guys actually fucked, you were definitely intrigued though.

You felt his arm wrap around your waist before moving up to your chin, turning your head so your ear was beside his lips, his breath sending shivers down your spine, "Once i've managed to collect myself, how about I repay you for your little display hmm? How does that sound?". His husky tone taking you aback.

He placed a kiss on the nape of your neck before sliding his arm back to your waist, your mind running through all possible scenarios that could pan out due to his cryptic words. All you knew was that the date was just beginning.

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obsessedelusional · 7 months

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Internets Favorite Fangirl

paring ✦ Bella Ramsey x Fem!Reader

summary ✦ You are the internets most famous fangirl. You were a famous actor with no shame in thirsting over celebrities. So naturally you’re very public about your love with Pedro Pascal. Only to switch up when watching TLOU, fancying Bella. What happens when you show up to an award show they’re both attending? poorly proofread

word count ✦ 3,700ish

authors note ✦ hey sorry I’ve been mia I missed all y’all and want to start posting again anyways here’s a bellaxreader I wrote several months ago lmao im gonna post a few bella things I’ve been working on and even venture into tlou ((Abby Anderson is the love of my FUCKING LIFE)) ily bye

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It had become a reoccurring theme in your press interviews to be asked who your recent celebrity crush was. It started when you landed your first big movie. Shortly after the release in a chance to find out more about you fans search the internet for any crumb they could find. Someone found an old Harry Styles fan page you had when you were a teen. You were absolutely mortified by the stuff they were finding. Deleting it wouldn’t undo it so you learned to embrace it. Quickly becoming the internets most famous fan girl.

Making TikTok’s and tweets thirsting after unattainable celebrities. The whole internet eating it up and thirsting along with you. Your most recent viral moment was a TikTok you made featuring the infamous dvcree Pedro Pascal edit. Your face green screened over the original with a caption talking about this singular edit has taken over your for you page and you were enjoying every second of it.

With the upcoming release of the anticipated second movie to your most popular role you were busy doing press work. Sometimes by yourself but mostly with the rest of the cast. Today you were invited to do an google auto complete video with you male costar, Johnathan, who plays your love interest.

The first board asking where your from, then your age, and other basic questions. The next board is handed to you all the google searches begin with ‘who’.

“Who is y/n?” You read aloud laughing as you read.

“I am. That’s me. I act sometimes but mostly embarrass myself on the internet.” You costar laughs agreeing with the last half of your statement.

“Who is y/n dating?”

“I wish I had some juicy gossip to share but I’m as single as it gets.”

“Who is y/n’s celebrity crush?” You sit there and think, your smile grows bigger when it comes to your mind.

“Oh this one’s easy. I know.” Jonathan says.

“Who?”

“Pedro Pascal.”

“Pssssh that was so last week.” Jonathan audibly gasps.

“Who then?”

“We’ll it’s actually his fault.”

“Who’s fault?”

“Pedro’s.”

“Please explain.” Jonathan says confused.

“Well I’m late on the train but I just binged watch The Last of Us. I was the last of us to watch it.” You laugh at your own joke, Jonathan doesn’t only shakes his head disapprovingly.

“Anyways I started watching it for Pedro but stayed for Bella Ramsey.”

“Bella? The one who played Ellie?” Jonathan asks, his face telling you he doesn’t get it.

“Yeah them. You may not understand but the girls will get it.” You respond.

“Okay you heard it here first y/n is single and wants Bella Ramsey. My turn.” He says as he reaches for his board to read off the questions directed at him.

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A few days pass before the video is released. Your publicist notify you it’s out and you don’t dare watch it, just pray that you didn’t do anything to embarrassing this time. It doesn’t take long before your notifications are flooded with people talking about the interview. You read a few before realizing a theme, Bella.

Everyone is tagging Bella in clips of you gushing over her. An edit of you saying the girls will get it followed by edited clips of Bella to the beat of a song. You may have watched it one too many times before favoriting it. Just as you about to close TikTok you get an Instagram notification from a verified account. It’s Bella following you, you click the notification not believing for a second it’s real.

But it is.

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Two weeks ago Bella had made the first move by following you on Instagram. The internet went crazy when they realized quickly shipping the two of you. No one realizing that was the extent of your relationship, mutually following each other on instagram. It had crossed your mind at least a hundred times, you had drafted plenty first messages. Always deleting your words before you could muster up the courage to press send.

Tonight no different, you were in the process of preparing for a movie and tv awards show. In your dressing room being pampered by your glam squad. Clicking away at your phone looking for any sign that Bella was going to be here tonight. If they were you’d have no choice by to say hello. Cursing yourself because if only you had messaged Bella beforehand this would be less awkward.

A knock at your door steals your attention and your crew stops what there doing. The door opens revealing your manager, the biggest grin on her face. Something was up.

“We have a surprise for you.” She sings with a soft smile.

“So finish what your doing and meet us in room A3.” She says before shutting the door. You ask your team if they know what’s happening but they all answer with a shrug of the shoulders.

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“Why are there cameras?” You ask as your guided to room A3. The door is shut, your mind races wondering what it could possibly be. Everyone around you is looking suspiciously excited for what’s about to happen. Your instructed to open the door so you do so, peaking your head in as it creeps open.

With nothing more than your head in the room, you peek around into the darkness. Blinded momentarily when the light turns on from inside. Blinking as an attempt to get your sight back your greeted by none other than Pedro Pascal.

“Absolutely fucking not.” You spit following with a squeal as you shut the door. Leaving Pedro alone in the room with whoever else in there. He erupts into laughter, a sound you had heard many times online.

“There’s no fucking way this is real.” You turn around ready to run greeted by the camera shoved in your face. Realizing you have no choice in this matter. With a nervous breakdown around the corner you open the door. Peaking your head once again making eye contact with Pedro.

“I’m sorry.” You say too afraid to approach already had made a fool of yourself.

“Don’t be.” Pedro laughs, calming your nerves temporarily.

“Hi.” Is all you can manage to spit out.

“Hi honey,” he smiles and waves, making you melt. The two of your still stood a few feet apart. You’re looking him up and down and moving your gaze onto your manger who’s sat in the corner motioning you to get closer.

“You can come closer. I don’t bite.. I mean unless…” His voice trails off and turns into laughter. You laugh before closing the gap, hugging Pedro. After you pose next to Pedro as photos are taken. His arm rests on your shoulder. You look up at the man next to you he’s already looking down at you.

“I was so excited to meet you a few weeks ago.”

“How long have you guys been planning this?” You ask.

“A little over a month.” Your manager answers.

“Yeah then you had to go and switch up on me.” He sighs dramatically, letting his arm fall from your shoulders.

“What did-“

“Don’t act so innocent Y/N. Don’t think I didn’t hear about your new found love for Bella.” Your eyes go wide realizing what he’s talking about.

“They better not pop up out of nowhere. I can’t handle two surprises today.”

“See exactly it’s like I don’t even matter to you anymore.” Pedro whines face falling.

“You do matter but…” You start to go on about Bella but stop your self.

“But what?” Pedro must notice your the worry in your face because he takes it back.

“I’m just giving you a hard time.” He teases.

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“It really was nice meeting you.” You say your goodbyes but decide to follow it up with an apology for your actions when you were surprised. The cameras were gone now.

“Don’t worry about it. If anything I should be worried. Bella’s not gonna be happy with me.” Your ears perk up at the mention of Bella not being happy.

“Why?”

“I’ve said to much.” He attempts to change the conversation.

“Wait you can’t just say that and pretend like you didn’t.” He let’s out a defeated sigh in response.

“Bella has not shut up about you in weeks. I tried to convince them to tag along but they refused. Which turned into a whole thing. Bella made me promise several times not to embarrass them.” Pedro rambles on before stopping face full of regret.

“I won’t say anything if you won’t.” You respond.

“Deal.”

Maybe you don’t plan on repeating the words that had come out of Pedro’s mouth but they surely lit the fire in your self to finally message Bella or maybe even say hello if you saw them tonight. Your rushed to finish getting ready before being instructed to walk the carpet. Taking pictures first and then stopping to do mini interviews.

Your in the middle of the red carpet where your stood answering questions for some publication. When you hear the crowd and paparazzi roar. Bella is stood next to Pedro, they’re holding hands. Pedro giving his full attention to the cameras while Bella is sneaking glances at you. In front of the camera still and the interviewer waiting for an answer you smile one last time, waving softly before going back to answering. Your whole demeanor changing from the subtle interaction with Bella, suddenly a little more smiley than before.

Eventually you’re seated at table, you say your hellos to the few people sitting with you. The seats next to you empty, so you take a peek at the name tags on table. Pedro is suppose to be sat right next to and Bella next to him. You don’t have time to process it because you hear the voice of the man who’s suppose to be sitting next to you. You turn around and he’s busy talking, no sign of Bella. You face forward in your seat, pulling out your phone to distract yourself.

“Told I’m sitting next to you but I don’t want to.” Pedro says from behind you. You smile politely kind of confused watching as he changes Bella’s name place with his. Sitting down where Bella was suppose to be. He sports the biggest grin as you realizing what he’s doing. He whispers you’re welcome before averting his attention else where.

Within seconds your planning your escape but it doesn’t matter because the familiar British accent fills your ears as they chat up some other people at a nearby table. If you left now it’d be too obvious, so you sit there painfully waiting for Bella to sit right next to you. A few long minutes pass before you fill the seat being pulled out and someone sitting down. You look over and smile, making eye contact with Bella who’s a few inches away.

“Hi.” Bella says with a shy smile.

“Hi.” You say back, barely a whisper.

“This is kinda crazy. I’ve never been to an event this big. Especially in America, this is on a whole other level.” Bella explains, staring a conversation.

“Oh yeah you’re probably far from home. Where do you live?” You ask, you already know the answer but Bella doesn’t need to know all that.

“The UK.” Bella responds.

“Oh damn. I’ve had to make that trip a few times. Absolute hell.” You say causing Bella to laugh lightly.

“Yeah kinda. Getting used to it after so many times. It’s usually worth it.”

“Well I hope this time is worth it.” You respond, you haven’t stopped smiling since Bella sat down.

“It already is.” Bella teases, their tone a bit flirty causing you to temporarily malfunction unable to come up with a response. Thank god some camera man comes by asking Pedro and Bella to take some pictures before the show starts.

As soon as Bella’s attention isn’t on you anymore your aggressively messaging your best friend, freaking the fuck out. As you’re typing some one grabs you hand, trying to get you to stand up. It’s Pedro and he’s begging for a photo with you. You happily oblige standing up but Pedro has a plan, posing you next to Bella. He takes a few photos with the two of you before stepping out of the way. Your unsure what to do but without notice Bella arm is around your waist. Pulling you a little closer, you smile for the picture and then look to Bella who’s already looking at you causing you to smile even bigger than before.

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You two spend the beginning of the award show chatting in between breaks and sneaking glances at each other. Pedro constantly giving you looks, letting you know he’s happy with what’s happening. About half way though the show, a member of the shows staff comes to grab you and Pedro. Apparently the two of you presenting a reward.

You were not prepared for this in the slightest but it’s not the first time, you’ll be fine. You keep telling yourself that. It’s your time to go out, Pedro follows closely behind. You smile as everyone starts to cheer, when your finally to the podium Pedro begins reading off the teleprompter. You can’t help but cringe as the words as they come out, praying that it’s not too obvious.

“Today we’re here to present the award for break out actress.” Pedro says.

“Yeah… it’s been so amazing watching these nominees make their dreams come true.” You say through gritted teeth.

“With enough hard work and dedication, your dreams are possible. Just like her dreams.” He laughs, pointing to you.

“What do you mean Pedro?” You read off, sounding entirely out of touch with the words coming out. Confused where this could possibly going.

“Your hard work at being a fangirl, has finally paid off. You got to meet me. The man of your dreams.” Pedro can barley finish, laughing harder than he should be. Stopping every other word to laugh or catch his breath from laughing so hard. You don’t have any words being prompted at you, so you laugh and agree. Being shut up by the sound of your own voice being blasted from behind you.

“Absolutely fucking not.” You hear and followed by the sound of a door being slammed. You turn around in horror seeing yourself, on the biggest screen freaking out about meeting Pedro.

“There’s no fucking way this is real.” Plays on the screen, your curse words being bleeped. This is more embarrassing than anything you could’ve imagined that they had planned for this footage. You watch in full disgust too afraid to face the crowd of thousands. You hear them laughing at every stupid thing that leaves your mouth in the video, adding to your embarrassment.

When the video finally ends, Pedro gives you a hug. Saying something about how it’s okay in your ear but you’re far too gone from the moment to understand him. You turn to the face the crowd, the actor in your turning on.

“Well that was embarrassing.” You laugh.

“It’s okay, everyone loved it.” Pedro responds.

“Yeah everyone but me. Anyways, the nominees are…” You say as at attempt to make this end sooner. The nominees play in the background as you avoid eye contact with everyone in the crowd, just kinda looking off in the distance. Especially Bella because you two were hitting it off so we’ll and now the whole room, including Bella, just watched Pedro talk about your new found love for them.

Pedro starts ripping at an envelope letting you know it’s time to announce. The both of you read of the winner and start clapping. When the winner gets to the stage, you hug them before moving out of the way. Listening intently as they give their speech. It’s finally time to leave and you waste absolutely no time getting off that stage. Once backstage your overwhelmed by the sheer amount of good jobs and laughs at what just happened to you. Your manger tells you that was perfect.

“No more suprises please that was horrible.” You mutter, embarrassed and ready for the night to be over. Your manager apologizes. You make the walk back to the table, being stopped several times on the way. When you finally see your seat, Bella sees you. They flash a smile at you as you sit down. Pedro following close behind.

“That was something.” Bella says teasingly.

“That was embarrassing, I’m sorry.” You say not finding it funny.

“Why are you apologizing?” They ask, face full of concern.

“Because I opened my big mouth and dragged you into this.”

“I don’t mind. I actually kinda enjoy it.”

“Enjoy it?” You ask, your sour mood suddenly disappearing.

“Who wouldn’t enjoy one of the most beautiful and talented actors out there publicly simping for them?” Bella says, bringing your smile back.

“Beautiful?”

“Mhmm and talented.”

The two of you spend the rest of the night talking whenever you can. Pedro often inserting himself, neither of you minding. When it finally ends you can’t help but feel sad. Wishing the night could some how continue. You say your goodbyes, hugging Pedro. Then hugging Bella, a little longer than the hug with Pedro.

“It was nice meeting you.” You say as you pull away.

“You too.” Bella smiles as you walk away, your manager hounding you to get back to the dressing room so you can leave.

“How long are you in town?” You ask.

“I actually have to get on a plane back tomorrow afternoon.” Bella responds, sadness apparent in their voice.

“Oh well, shit that sucks.”

“What do you normally do after an award show?” Bella asks.

“Normally I get some terrible fast food and rot in bed until I fall asleep.” You respond honestly.

“I could go for some terrible fast food..” Bella says, with a hint of hope you’d understand what they were trying to say.

“I’d love it if you joined me.” You say, blush appearing. You make plans with Bella, letting them know you’d have to go to dressing room and unglam yourself. Bella understands following you to the dressing room, waiting for you outside of it. Eventually you come out in sweats, hair tied up and no more makeup.

“We’ll now I feel overdressed.” Bella teases, noticing your causal attire.

“You can borrow some clothes at mine.” You say, not realizing that you’re unofficially inviting Bella over to your home. Bella nods yes, biggest smile plastered on their face as they follow you out of the venue.

—

An hour later, Bella and you are laid up in bed. Tummy’s full watching some bad reality show. Doesn’t matter because you two can’t stop talking, not paying much attention to the tv. The conversation flows naturally, never missing a beat. Little did you know the internet was actively loosing their shit over all the content of the two of you tonight. Unaware of all of it, neither of you feeling any need to check your phones.

“I’m so glad I got to meet you tonight.” You say when the conversation starts to lull.

“Me too. I’ve been wanting to message you for weeks but I was absolutely terrified.” Bella admits.

“Me too. I was scared shitless when I realized you were sitting next to me. I’ve made a complete and utter fool of myself.” You say, looking at Bella who suddenly seems way closer than before. Tension between the two of you is heavy.

“Not at all.” Bella reassures you for what feels like the hundredth time.

“You sure? Because I still can’t believe-“ Your words are cut off by Bella kissing you softly, pulling away quickly.

“I like you. Okay? Please don’t fret over it.” Bella laughs, your laid there in shock. The biggest stupidest grin on your face.

“I like you too.” You whisper barley audible cause you’re quick with pressing your lips to Bella’s. This kid lasting a lot longer than the first.

—

The next morning, you two sleep in after staying up late. Only giving you two an hour before Bella has to get on the plane. You offer to drive Bella to their hotel, so they can pack and end up dropping them off at the airport too. Saying goodbye with a sweet kiss and plans to see each other in the near future.

You get into your car and pull out of the airport. A whole mix of emotions. Happy because of the prospects of a relationship with Bella but also sadness because Bella lives so far away. If the two of you do end up making it official, it’ll be long distance. The short drive home is spent in silence trying to figure out of the feelings your currently experiencing all at once. When you pull into your garage, your phone goes off its Bella.

Bella: thank you for last night, had so much fun and I can’t wait to see you again

You: is it stupid that I kinda miss you already?

Bella: I miss you too xxx

You catch yourself smiling so hard at your phone. Before you can respond Bella messages you again letting you know that their getting on the plane, they’ll message you as soon as they can. You shoot a short sweet message back and close the messages app.

You start opening your social media apps and your mentions are flooded with Bella and you at the award show. Hundred of photos from the event. People taking notice of the way you two were looking at each other. Then photos of you two leaving together. Most recently blurry photos of you off someones phone, outside of the airport saying goodbye to Bella.

“That was fast.” You groan aloud to yourself. Everyone is assuming the two of you are dating and you can’t blame them. You have a dozen unread messages from family, friends and people on your team.

A notification lets you know Pedro tagged you in a story. You click it and it’s the blurry photo of you kissing Bella outside the airport, with text that says ‘you’re welcome’. He tagged you and Bella in it. You can’t stop the laugh that leaves your mouth. Praying that Bella has knowledge of all this and isn’t blindsided when they get off the plane.

#Bella Ramsey #bella ramsey imagine #bella ramsey x you #bella ramsey fluff #bella ramsey x reader #bella ramsey x y/n

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hammysamhah · 3 months

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hello peoples i’m about to sound real crazy right now but hear me out cus i’ve been thinking this for awhile now while binge watching TBGO and Trollstopia and i need to know your thoughts!! and buckle up folks cus this is gonna be a LONG post

so okay basically, i think that in the shows Guy Diamond has some sort of generational trauma/ daddy issues/ faced parental neglect or however else it can be phrased.

this theory is only show specific and i don’t know if i sound crazy for thinking this AND i know i’ve made a post similarly about this except with Dareth from Ninjago but i actually have some real evidence this time to back up this theory/headcanon

look, this theory started off as kind of a joke at first after watching TBGO episode: “Trolly Tales 3” where Guy is seen telling a bunch of children a story based off of the nursery rhyme about jumping over a candlestick.

the story is seen with Guy as the main character, wanting to pursue a life of entertainment involving jumping over candlesticks. Sky Toronto, whom is Guy’s dad in this story, doesn’t agree with this lifestyle and insists he starts thinking more seriously and be part of the company. Guy rebels and pursues his dream anyway, but in the end it fails after the candlestick drops Guy and becomes a solo act. Guy, now at his lowest, goes back to his dad’s and tells him he’s ready to be serious. Sky responds to the statement that he has seen Guy’s shows and that he doesn’t want Guy calling him dad anymore, but to instead call him his #1 fan. it was a small but sweet twist there at the end where the dad accepts the son in the end.

now i didn’t really give much thought to the story until i saw the way Guy reacted when the kids didn’t like it. now i’ll make it very aware that i very much know Guy is just super dramatic (they even acknowledged that in the scene i’m mentioning rn), BUT as someone who loves to overanalyze cartoon characters and expressions, he kind of looked genuinely hurt. he was also fairly offended when poppy said his story was too dramatic.

mentioning again that i know Guy is just a drama queen but i like to overanalyze stuff like this

now after i noticed these details, i jokingly remarked that it seemed like Guy took the dislike of his story personally, as if that was a semi-true story. like as if something like that did happen to Guy when he was younger and he twisted the story to fit the nursery rhyme. i don’t think that Sky Toronto is his actual dad, there’s too much proof that shows they don’t have any personal connection like that. but i do think that whoever his dad really was did push him the same way Sky did in the story. and that maybe Guy twisted the ending to be happy when in reality it probably didn’t have his dad accepting him and loving him for who he was.

now everything i have been talking about is all just speculation. there’s no real proof that this story isn’t anything more than just a story. BUT!!! by overanalyzing it is what made me realize that Guy being neglected in some way by his dad (or mom if he has one) would make some sense considering his personality.

Guy is very reliant on being the center of attention, he doesn’t like the idea of anyone being better than him and just has some confidence issues in general (at least in TBGO). there are many episodes centering around this. this is even stated in Guy Damond’s wiki.

now, attention seeking is a very common occurrence in people that were neglected as a child. his attention seeking and huge ego are both things that show signs of trauma or neglect as seen below

this is just a slice of what i have in store though because i think that this ties into the way he parents Tiny Diamond in Trollstopia.

Guy and Tiny have a few episodes centered around their relationship, they’re all pretty heartwarming and a little sad (while also being funny because the show’s a comedy). these episodes have a pretty similar moral which is “i’ll love you no matter what” and i feel like there’s a reason they all pretty much have this moral and it’s to show how Guy is growing as a character and parent.

let me just summarize these episodes i am thinking of realll quick for ya

Extra Tootering (s1 ep 12a): Tiny wants to learn how to glitter fart like his dad to impress his friends, Guy tries to teach him how but it doesn’t work. time comes where Tiny is meant to show his friends his trick and ended up faking it so no one could know he couldn’t do it. feeling guilty for his lie, he runs away and Guy finds him and tells him that whether he can glitter or not he and his friends will still love him the way he is.

Dad-urday (s2 ep 1b): Tiny thinks of his dad as his hero and Guy doesn’t wanna do ANYTHING that could ever break that image, so Guy participates in Dad-urday events that he hates just to make Tiny happy, only in the end to find out that Tiny will always view Guy as his hero even if he can’t do all the typical dad things that others can do.

Funder Construction (s7 ep 5a): Guy tells Tiny about how their family has a legacy of building extraordinaryly cool blanket forts and unintentionally pressured Tiny into feeling that he needs to make his own super impressive fort or else he won’t be considered a Diamond, Guy immediately comforted and reassured Tiny that no matter what he accomplishes in life he’ll always be a Diamond because he’s his son and that he’ll love him no matter what.

now let me break down these episodes a bit more to show you how i think it could prove Guy has parental trauma and how it plays into how he parents now.

for Extra Tootering, there’s this specific scene that spoke to me. when Tiny tells his dad that he wants to learn how to glitter like him, Guy tells him that he was also a late tooter and that Tiny should be patient, as it comes with time. but then Tiny starts saying that he’ll just hide his true self away until then. when Guy heard his son say those things, he was tearing up and even freaked out a little literally shouting a dramatic “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” and he immediately decided that he was going to help his son learn to glitter fart despite his earlier statement that Tiny should be patient.

now i know the topic being about farting glitter makes this feel so unserious but that isn’t gonna stop me from overanalyzing it LOL

the main thing i noticed was how upset that Guy was when Tiny started talking about hiding himself from the world. Tiny was wanting to hide himself because he couldn’t glitter like Guy could. Guy didn’t wanna be the cause of his son hiding himself!! any parent would be upset in this situation. but if i consider my past point of that story Guy told back in TBGO, where the dad didn’t want his son to be himself, being a real thing that Guy could’ve gone through, Tiny wanting to hide himself could very much upset Guy!! not just for the basic reasons of wanting your child to be happy but also because he doesn’t want Tiny to go through what he went through.

later on when Guy finally finds his runaway son, this interaction plays out:

(direct quotes from the ep)

Guy: “don’t you see? i love you just the way you are! we all do!”

Tiny: “but you’re my daddy, daddy! you have to say that.”

Guy: “…you’re right, Tiny. i guess because i’m your father, in a way, i do have to say it.”

and the way Guy said that last sentence just felt interesting to me. the pause before he said it, and using the words “i guess” made it feel like he never really got that treatment from his own father ? ofc i could just be grasping at straws there a lil bit but it’s what i’m thinking.

now by the end of the episode Tiny has learned how to glitter and used it to save himself, his dad, and friends from falling to death lol— but what Guy says to Tiny afterwards was very sweet.

(direct quote from ep)

Guy: “TINYYYYY! HAHA! you did it! YOOOOU did it!!! for the record, i’d still love you if you couldn’t, but i’m glad to not be dead.”

i just like how Guy specified that he still would’ve loved Tiny either way. this doesn’t directly lead any points to my theory other than maybe Guy feels the need to make sure Tiny absolutely knows that he’ll love him no matter what. but any parent should feel that way about their child. i just really thought the moment was sweet and worth a mention.

now onto the next episode, Dad-urday, and let me tell you this episode probably spoke to me the MOST when it came to defending my theory.

for the entire episode Guy was stressing over disappointing his son. Tiny thinks of Guy as his hero, and Guy doesn’t want to do anything that could ever shatter that thought and make Tiny think less of him. so he and Tiny participate in a thing called Dad-urday, where all the dads in Trollstopia do a bunch of stereotypical dad things (like grill, play catch, fish, stuff like that). but Guy isn’t good at those things, so he goes to his friends for help and this interaction pursues.

(direct quotes from ep)

Synth: “Tiny’s gonna love dad-urday! he thinks the world of you and what-not!”

Guy: “exactly! Tiny thinks i can do anything! but tomorrow he’ll realize i can’t, and i just don’t want my little boy to lose his hero…”

Guy is seen here putting so much pressure on himself for no reason! he should know that Tiny would love him despite his lack of ‘dad’ skills, but he’s convinced himself that if he isn’t perfect and amazing at everything then his son will think less of him. this is totally rooted in Guy’s confidence issues and probable parental neglect i think.

so Guy forces himself to do typical Dad-urday things (with the help of his friends) to make sure not to disappoint his son. but things go wrong when Guy has to participate in a boating event to which he gets into a dangerous position. at this point Guy’s friends finally told Tiny the truth and Tiny immediately just wants his dad to get out of the danger he’s in leading to this interaction

(direct quotes from the ep)

Tiny: “daddy! your daddy friends already told me everything! you gotta get out of there!”

Guy: “b-but— this isn’t how i wanted this to go, Tiny! you’re my little boy! and i want you to keep on believing i can do anything! so you don’t lose your hero!”

the way that Guy sounded so panicked and upset in this scene really hurt. to me it feels like Guy is desperate to not end up being a bad dad, he wants to be someone his son can look up to and to be the first person he goes to if there’s a problem. i really think this shows that Guy never had a good role model himself, as he doesn’t understand that he doesn’t need to do all the things he’s making himself do in order to achieve this goal.

this mindset even had Guy forget that Tiny already knew he’s not perfect, as Tiny pointed out he already knew he’s not capable of everything and specified about when Guy tried to build his bike and failed, which made Guy finally remember. Tiny then proceeded to list a bunch of other things about his dad that aren’t the most charming, like his bald spot, or his fake calves lmao

anyways the next bit of dialogue here seems pretty meaningful

(direct quotes)

Tiny: “there’s only one reason you’re my hero, daddy…. *BECAUSE* you’re my daddy!”

Guy (tearfully): “…really?”

the fact Guy was crying in this scene just showed how touched he felt that he didn’t actually have to be perfect to be a good dad. and that he already was one. the mere fact that being his dad made Tiny think of him as his hero definitely made him realize he was doing a good job. he needed to hear that after all the pressure he put on himself earlier.

now onto Funder Construction, which is a pretty big one too cus they actually talk about their family in this episode!

this could potentially put a little dent into my theory since Guy is the one who talks about them and he didn’t seem like someone who didn’t like his family. but i might just put it as he didn’t wanna have his child worry about it. i mean Guy is an actor in the show, it wouldn’t be too crazy for him to ignore his feelings for a minute and talk a little kindly about their family’s legacy to inspire Tiny, because Guy did play a fair part in it after all.

now to put it simply this episode hurt my heart so bad 😭 Guy’s parenting in this episode is so good it hurt. Tiny found an interest in making blanket forts, so Guy tells Tiny about how making blanket forts runs in the family and that they’ve all made huge creations out of them. and now Tiny wants to do the same.

Guy supports Tiny throughout the entire thing until Tiny starts rushing it and the fort becomes unstable. by then Guy is begging Tiny to stop but Tiny is consistent on getting it done. then the tower starts wobbling over with them on it and they fall off the side! luckily they were able to hold onto some loose blankets but they still were in a very unsafe position. and even then, still Tiny is consistent about finishing this fort and thus, this interaction pursues:

(direct quotes)

Tiny: “i have to build something the world has never seen before!”

Guy: “BUT WHY?!”

Tiny: “because if i don’t…i’m not a Diamond.”

Guy: “…not a Diamond..?”

and dude. Guy’s face after Tiny said that. that brief moment of just an emotion change felt like Guy was realizing that he unintentionally pressured Tiny into thinking that if he didn’t build this fort he wouldn’t be considered part of the family. this is the exact thing Guy wanted to prevent Tiny from feeling.

so now continuing the scene, tiny is crying at this point:

(direct quotes)

Tiny: “it’s like you said, ‘every Diamond built structures that would stand until the end of time.’ so, if i don’t do that… how can i be one of them?”

Guy: “…Tiny Diamond. young man, you listen to me, and you listen good, because i have something that you need to hear. first of all, the things the Diamonds of the past did took them their entire lifetimes. if they caught one glimpse of what you’ve accomplished as a child..? it would blow the hair right off their heads!”

Tiny: [smiles and sniffs]

Guy: “and second of all, and way way more importantly, none of that matters! i don’t care if you build a thousand skyscrapers, or if you never touch another blanket again, you are always a Diamond. because you.. are my son.”

this scene is so important not just for Tiny but for Guy too. Tiny is learning once again that his dad will truly love him no matter what. and unlike last time with the glitter fart, (which Tiny was able to achieve in the end), in this episode, Tiny’s plan doesn’t work, but now he’s okay with it. because his dad made him feel less pressured and more loved. Guy Diamond truly said some powerful things to his son. this will most likely be a memory that Tiny will remember forever and that’s such a good thing.

coming back to the theory though, Guy had accidentally made his son feel how his family probably made him feel in the past. maybe not about specifically the blanket tower stuff but possibly something similar or just anything in general. pressure to live up to family values can be traumatic if your family makes you feel outcasted for not living up to it the way they want. and considering i think Guy either got disowned or ran away himself, (solely based on the story he told those children in TBGO), it obviously didn’t end very well.

the fact he made Tiny feel that pressure was probably heart breaking to Guy. and he made sure to immediately make sure Tiny knew he had no reason to feel like that. he became so serious so fast to make SURE tiny didn’t feel out of place in their family.

and that just shows Guy’s development not just from the trauma im theorizing but just in general in the show. Guy was never really the most serious character in this show. i mean, he’s a naked sparkly troll who’s main character trait half the time is farting glitter or being super dramatic in comedic ways. but seeing how serious Guy gets when it’s about his son just goes to show how seriously he cares about him. and that’s how you break generational trauma yall, Guy Diamond mastered it.

so um yeah this is pretty much all i have to say about this theory. i just wanted to show how i thought that Guy didn’t have a good childhood but made sure his son had a great one. really sweet stuff for this mostly unserious show. i know this is probably super dumb but i don’t care i just love dumb things. and if you actually read all of this thanks and here’s a cookie 🍪

#guy diamond #tiny diamond #trolls fandom #trolls world tour #trolls band together #trollstopia #trolls the beat goes on #trolls theory #trolls poppy #queen poppy #trolls synth #i am so serious #make fun of me if you have to #i love guy diamond #he’s the best dad #peppy needs to take notes

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Baby Bug

a/n: this was supposed to be just a little drabble but it...evolved. hope you enjoy xx

SYNOPSIS: a slice of life from your pregnancy with yours and Matty's first baby

WARNINGS: pregnancy stuff (obvi), the smallest allusion to sex (what do you expect, babies have to get made somehow), epidural.

WC: 1.7k

It certainly wasn’t the perfect time for you to get pregnant. You were well on your way for a promotion at work, and Matty’s new album was just about finished and ready to be sent off, in preparation for a world tour. It wasn’t like it’d never be on the cards for you–you were both in your thirties and not flat broke so it was only a matter of convenient timing for you.

Though as you were sitting on your bathroom floor with the positive test–the fifth one you’d taken that day just to be one hundred percent sure–there was a part of it all that just felt right. There were butterflies in your stomach–and not just from the constant nausea you’d been experiencing for the past couple weeks, but excitement.

You couldn’t even think of a cute or witty way to tell Matty like you’d seen a thousand times on Instagram and Tiktok, you just needed to get it out. As soon as he came home from the studio that day you greeted him at the door with a giddy smile on your face.

“What’s up with you?” He said after giving you a gentle kiss as he took off his coat.

“You know how I’ve been sick recently?” He nodded, giving a ‘hmm’ in response. “I figured out why today…”

“Was it a bug like I said?” He laughed.

“No…It’s um-” This was it. “It’s a baby…”

He looked up at you in shock–wide eyes and a gasp. “You’re…You’re?”

Tears welled up in your eyes, as did his. “I am….”

He fell to his knees, he was grinning like the Cheshire Cat. You couldn’t help but let out a giggle as he grabbed your hips and cradled your stomach.

He laughed as you felt your tshirt begin to become wet with his tears. “Oh, you’re the best kind of bug!”

~~~

From that moment on, Matty waited on you hand and foot. If he could have it his way, you wouldn’t have to even think about housework or cooking or any other task that may float into your head–which was growing more and more cloudy by the day. Your obstetrician told you it was perfectly normal though, you liked to think it was the baby taking all your brains so they could become a supergenius–wouldn’t that be neat? Any time Matty was home, you were delegated to the sofa, with your feet up and whatever show you were currently bingeing. And as your baby grew, the more grateful you became of his efforts for you to relax. And when he wasn’t home, he was just waiting to be by your side again, doting on you as much as he could–including quenching any craving you had, food and otherwise.

“How’s the bug doing?” He said, getting comfortable next to you on the sofa.

“They’re alright, been moving non stop…I think they’re training for a boot camp or something in there…”

“Hey, you!” He wiggled down so his face was level with your ever-growing bump. “Stop giving your mum a hard time! She’s growing you, for Christ’s sake…”

You felt an extra hard kick, an answer of ‘I’ll do whatever I please, thank you’

~~~

When it began to get closer to your second trimester–and you were convinced you were showing, as deluded as you may have been–you and Matty started to think about how you were telling everyone you loved about your happy news. To you, being able to let your loved ones in on your secret and seeing their reactions was something you’d been itching for.

First was the grandparents, over a small brunch one Sunday morning. On your back patio you gave them a box to open all together, containing the pictures from your twelve week scan. Through their tears, they told you all about how ecstatic they were for you.

“A grandmother! Me!” Denise laughed. “I’m too young!” You all joined in on the laughter.

When it came to telling the band, you had more of a strategy. You decided to tell Adam and Carly first–they were parents, themselves, and probably knew all the answers to the questions you both had concerning, well, just about everything to come over the next six months–and beyond.

You’d called in at theirs one afternoon, just for a cup of tea and a catch up. It shocked just how much their son had grown within the few weeks it had been since you saw him last, he was up and walking and almost like a proper person now. And he just wouldn’t leave you alone all afternoon. Every toy he’d go to play with, he’d want to show you, when he wanted one of the muffins you’d brought–picked up from a bakery on the drive over–he wanted to share it with you.

“Someone’s got a new favourite!” Adam said after the fifth time he brought you a drawing of some nondescript blob crafted with every colour marker he had at his disposal.

“You know what they say about little kids…” You started, earning confused looks from the couple, while Matty just grinned. “They’re really good at sensing things…Like…Well…”

“Oh just say it before I do!” Matty interrupted after a brief moment of stuttering from you.

“I’m pregnant!” You finally got out.

Carly immediately burst into tears, while congratulating you with a warm hug, then Adam did the same–sans tears.

“How far along are you?” Carly asked excitedly.

“Just thirteen weeks,” Matty answered for you, as you could hardly speak from the smile that pulled at your mouth. “We’ve only told the grandparents, apart from that, you guys are the first to know.”

You saw a glint of a tear in Adam’s eye as he went to hug Matty, and Carly asked you about pretty much everything so far, giving you some handy tips to keep in mind.

Once you got used to telling a few people, it was a cake walk. You told the rest of the band at a dinner you held. It sort of just slipped out when George asked you why you didn’t have a glass of wine like normal, the whole room erupted in congratulations.

~~~

When the time came for your twenty week scan, you were a bundle of nerves. This would be the first proper time you'd be able to see your baby in all their glory, arms and legs and ears and eyelids, the whole shebang. The technician would be checking for physical abnormalities and–if you wanted to know–the sex of the baby.

You spoke with Matty about it, and ultimately decided that you would wait for the surprise of the sex for when the bug was born. It wouldn’t really make much of a difference for you both, you didn’t have a preference and you liked the idea of not going with a stereotypical blue or pink colour scheme–and at least this way, no one would pester you to tell them, because you couldn’t.

But your spine was practically jelly as you laid on the cold bed with a metal wand being prodded as hard as humanly possible. As you saw the outline of a face and you heard the heartbeat–much stronger than at your twelve week scan a few months back. When the technician asked you both if you would like to know the sex, you felt your heart ache.

“I, uh-” You started, quietly. “I kind of want to know…” Matty let out a sigh. “Oh thank god because I want to know too!”

The technician laughed. “It’s a…drumroll please….” Matty patted his lap, making a drumroll sound. “You’re having a…boy!”

At the news you couldn’t stop yourself from bursting into tears. Your emotions had gone into overdrive in the past couple weeks, you practically cried at everything these days.

“We’re gonna have a son…” Matty said, looking at the screen with tears in his eyes. “A little boy…”

~~~

“I hope he has your hair…” You said, laying on your bed rubbing your bump in an attempt to soothe your ever-so-active baby boy so you could possibly get at least half an hour of sleep–which was a more and more rare occurrence the further you got into your pregnancy.

Matty scoffed. “Could you imagine?”

“You’d be twins!” You laughed.

“I hope he looks like you,” he said, putting an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his side–as best he could with the bump growing out of your front. “He’d be the most beautiful baby in the world then.”

“Oh shut up, you,” you said, playfully batting his chest.

~~~

Your third trimester was a battle to say the least. With swollen feet, a sore back, and complete and utter exhaustion at every moment of the day, you were ready for your bug to make his entrance into the world.

But he wasn’t. Your due date came and went, and you remained pregnant and irritable. You spent most of the day afterwards in bed, mostly on the verge of tears. You became so overwhelmed by the whole thing, you were so, so tired but you knew this was the most rested you’d be for months, with a newborn baby to keep you up for most of the coming nights.

You had an appointment with your obstetrician, but you hardly noticed–you were practically a zombie by then.

“I’ll book you in for an induction then?” She asked once she got a look at you in all your misery, scrolling and clicking around on her laptop. “I can do 3 days from now which would be…” She checked her calendar. “Next Tuesday. Sounds alright?”

You’d never been more animated than with your nodding. “Please…Just get this baby out of me!” You laughed.

Three days. You could feasibly do three more days if it meant you’d finally have your baby bug in your arms. You just had to stick it out.

~~~

After you were induced, your labour was shockingly quick. There was barely time for an epidural–which you had to beg the nurse to give you when she was tentative about it, given how quickly you were dilating. After only about 3 hours of active labour, your baby bug was swaddled and sleeping in a bassinet by your side.He was very fortunate, he looked exactly like his dad–who, for the record, was sleeping curled up on an old hospital chair next to his son. You looked at your boys, both sleeping peacefully, curly hair and shielded chocolate brown eyes. You couldn’t help but shed a tear at the realisation that you’d somehow gotten the most perfect life.

#matty healy x reader #matty healy imagine #matty healy drabble #matty healy fluff

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sacchiri · 2 months

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[Hellsing] Female Fans' Round-Table Discussion

A 6-page interview from the 2012 Hellsing Official Guidebook, featuring five grown-ass women chatting about Hellsing in a casual discussion format and translated into English for the first time ever by yours truly.

Honestly this was way more entertaining to read than I thought it would be. It’s also really funny seeing this super-casual discussion printed in the book right alongside Hirano's—-oh who am i kidding, this is 10x more professional and less deranged than whatever goes on in Hirano’s interviews.

Anyway, without further ado...

Does Hellsing have little to no female fans? Nay! Assembled before you are five women with an undying love for the series. Let’s see their passion for this work show itself as they butt heads!

Is the female fanbase just hiding itself or what?

Moderator: Now then, everyone, let’s start off with introductions.

Ms. T: I am Ms. T. I’ve been walking the path of an otaku since middle school, and it’s already been ● years since then. How do I put this, all of you seem like fairly normal people…

Everyone: Oh no--rest assured we are all otaku as well. (laughter)

Ms T: Oh, really? (laughs) Anyway, I’ve continued to love manga for all this time. Thank you for having me.

Ms J: I’m Ms J. I was already at a decent age when Hellsing began serialization, but to create something so enticing-- as expected of Hirano-sensei! (laughs). This is the kind of manga I’d better buy and collect, I thought.

Ms A: Out of today’s gathering, I’m probably the one who became an otaku at the oldest age. (laughs) My friend told me, “Hellsing is a manga that really crazy people read”, so at first I couldn’t get around to starting it. But around the time volume 8 came out, I binge-read it, and it was so interesting that I couldn’t help but get obsessed.

Ms R: I’m probably the youngster in this group. By the time Hellsing started serialization, I was just entering middle school. [T/N: That makes her 27 at the time of this interview.]

Of course we didn’t really have the term "edgy-teen syndrome" back then, but around me the manga was definitely gaining popularity in that edgy teen fashion. One of my best friends was obsessed with Hellsing and I’d borrow it after they finished reading it, and I got addicted too.

Moderator: I’m under the impression that the female readership for Hellsing is overwhelmingly small, but…

Ms J: Nah, I think they’re just hiding. I mean, it’s not like you’d talk about Hellsing to someone in passing. You wouldn’t suddenly say, “Y’know, Alucard is…”

Everyone: True. (laughs)

Ms J: There isn’t much opportunity to bring it up, or perhaps you could say it’s a hard topic to bring up to the general public.

Ms A: Like how you can’t have a pork-and-rice bowl first thing in the morning or something.

Ms J: Yeah, like that. Actually, among my circle of female otaku friends, everyone has read Hellsing.

Ms T: Among manga fans, Kouta Hirano is well-understood.

Ms J: Any fan of manga who doesn’t know Kouta Hirano is a faker!

Ms T: Disregarding whether you’ve properly sat down and read his works or not, I feel like it’s impossible for a manga enthusiast to not have at least heard of Hirano-sensei. But we are talking about manga fans in general, and the range of tastes is so broad. If someone were to say to me “I’m a fan of Kouta Hirano”, only then I would be like, “Oh, so I can talk comfortably with this person”.

Moderator: It’s a good litmus test to use. (laughs)

Ms A: It’s only when you broach the topic of Kouta Hirano that you can finally talk about Hellsing. You can’t go straight from “So I hear you like manga” to “So, about Hellsing…”, lol.

Ms J: If you met someone for the first time and you go “So I heard you like manga? What about Hellsing?” that’s like coming straight for their throat with a knife. (laughs)

Moderator: Even as a gauge to see how much of an otaku your opponent is, it’s a bit too much to try and break the ice with Hellsing.

The wonders of dialogue

Ms J: Speaking of the good points of Hellsing, I think it’s that it doesn’t get overly preachy. You can see this starting from Cross Fire, but you really get the sense that everyone’s equally crazy here.

Ms A: I can see that. No one is on the side of justice. Like the Major, he’s a nasty little guy. The type of guy who would casually twist off an ant’s legs or something like that.

Ms J: That Major, his beta male levels are literally off the charts.

Everyone: (bursts into laughter)

Ms J: Actually, something that caught my interest about the setting is that only virgins can become vampires. In the first place, I don’t think European vampire lore makes that kind of distinction.

Ms T: Father Anderson is probably a virgin, since he has religious reasons for celibacy. Though it might depend on religious sect. I wonder if there’s a meaning behind this concept of chastity?

Ms J: The idea of chastity is valued in the Hellsing universe as well.

Ms A: Right, since if you aren’t a virgin you become a ghoul, and then it’s game over and there’s nothing you can do about it.

Ms R: Speaking of which, Integra’s a virgin, too.

Ms T: Integra being a virgin is an important part of the story.

Ms J: In my personal opinion, the best couple is definitely Alucard and Integra.

Ms R and Ms A: I was going to say the same!

Ms T: Integra and Alucard call each other “Count”, don’t they? You know, in a previous life it’s possible that Integra was a man. Perhaps Alucard is seeing the Count Hellsing of the past through Integra. Thinking about that possibility makes a girl’s heart flutter. Not to mention Integra’s appearance leans towards that of a man— Ah, it’s just so peak! [T/N: I'm not being facetious, 盛り literally means peak]

Ms A: Those who want to read a male/female romance can enjoy doing so, and for people who like BL, there are plenty of elements that can be enjoyed as BL also. I feel like the reason you can enjoy both things is because the relationships that are depicted are not constrained purely to sexual love.

Ms J: For those who like to read into the BL aspect, there are lots of fight scenes that can’t be ignored, can they? Particularly in the endgame. Like Girlycard and Young Walter, that was...really something.

Moderator: That part was just unfair! I mean, after getting captured by Millennium and going M.I.A., all that anticipation was building and building, and for Walter to be reintroduced like that!

Ms J: When I got to that part I was like, “Man, Hirano-sensei really did his best to keep all that stuff pent-up for so long". For both Walter and Girlycard, I mean.

Moderator: Speaking of Girlycard, I get the feeling that the idea for her was in place since the early stages of story development.

Ms J: I wonder about that… on the other hand it seems like it was a very spontaneous decision. (laughs)

Ms A: Even if the story developments feel spontaneous, I feel like the characters' settings are polished to a high degree from the beginning. Even though a new character suddenly appears out of nowhere, you end up following along without feeling a sense of discomfort. In Hirano-sensei's mind, I'm sure that each character is cultivated with an equal amount of attention. After that it's just a matter of deciding what situations the character will appear in.

Ms J: Each character is excellently molded to their place in the story. Even though normally it should be very challenging to create characters that would fit in this sort of world. (laughs) From the moment of their introduction, they are already dyed in Hirano's unique brand, and you can tell that Hirano understands them well.

Ms R: After all, characters from his past works before Hellsing make appearances in the manga, so you get the feeling that these are ideas that have been stewing in his head for a long time.

Moderator: And within Hellsing too, these characters grow and develop. Like Maxwell--he started out as a mere brat, but then he went full tryhard mode and developed that cunning and pretentious side to him.

Everyone: (leans forward) Yeah, that's right!!

Ms J: --And he had that past with Anderson, didn't he? I was like "Hold on a sec, a flashback scene now, are you kidding me"? Even though I knew that a flashback is basically a death flag, I couldn't help but love it. (laughs)

Ms A: At the final moment, Maxwell called Anderson "Sensei", a reversal of their dynamic thus far. Up until then there were hints of foreshadowing, but nothing definite. But with that single word you could feel the adoration Maxwell had felt for Anderson when he was a child... It's amazing how potent that line was. The timing of delivery was excellent, too.

Ms R: Up until that point Maxwell was portrayed as nothing more than a snob, but the truth is there were reasons why he became that way.

Ms T: Hirano-sensei is very skilled at depicting relationships between men.

The beauty of composition

Ms A: In Hellsing, there aren't any characters that go too far beyond the range of normal anatomy.

Even with regards to enemies and such, there aren't any massively gargantuan or bulky characters. Everyone is more or less normal. And yet, there is so much impact in the poses that it leaves you with a strong impression. Those standout panels just radiate style-- so much so that anyone with an eye for art will be impressed by them, I think.

Ms T: The paneling is relatively simple, but the composition sense of each panel is amazing.

Ms R: I love the stuff like Rip Van's silhouette. The balance between her and the musket is super cool. Even though something that size in real life would be impractical to shoot, it looks so cool that it's like, "Who cares!"

Ms A: Fight scenes that should have a lot of movement are instead surprisingly depicted with still frame shots, and they have a beauty to them reminiscent of paintings. It makes me want to stare at the same handful of panels for a long time. Calling it aesthetic beauty might be a bit of an exaggeration, but...

Ms T: Not an exaggeration at all, I think there is a lot of aesthetic beauty. For me, when I look at Hirano-sensei's artwork, I'm reminded of ukiyo-e paintings. And in the movement, I sense a bit of kabuki theater.

Moderator: Each panel is created with beauty in every nook and cranny, so as to work as a standalone illustration.

Ms R: The way shadow and blood is depicted is so good, isn't it? It really makes full use of the monochrome medium.

Ms A: When I was reading the scene in volume 8 when Cromwell Level 0 is released and soldiers are unleashed in hordes, it reminded me of a medieval copperplate engraving. The plot developments in that moment were so interesting, and the density of the illustrations so rich, that simply staring at them was enjoyable.

Ms T: It really draws you in, doesn't it? In other manga that have very detailed art styles, the realism makes it feel similar to a liveaction movie. But Hirano's works are 100% "manga", I would say. In that sense, none of it is realistic at all. But that's why it's possible to achieve poses and compositions that are impossible with photography, and that's why he can portray things I didn't even know I would want to see.

The position of women in Hellsing

Moderator: To all of you, was there a scene where you were like, "This scene right here is where I became obsessed"?

Ms J: So this is my personal taste, but I liked the setup of the handsome lady Master and the handsome male Servant. I like butlers, too. So once those three conditions were satisfied, I was like, "This is a good manga". The part where I was like "This is a really good manga" was when Anderson was introduced. At first, I was thinking this would be a story where Alucard dotes upon Seras and raises her up as a vampire, but then we were introduced to a Catholic priest from the same religion, yet who aims to defeat the protagonists...

Ms A: You can't deny the impact of Anderson. The only thing he wants to do is "exterminate vampires". While characters in Hellsing may undergo sudden changes, they never waver. They race from their introduction to their final chapter with just as much momentum as when they were first introduced. Not only is it satisfying to read, you won't be disappointed. As long as your favorite character appears, you can focus all your attentions on them, and before you know it you'll have binge-read to the last chapter. (laughs)

Ms T: For me, the scene when Integra discovers Alucard in the basement, and Alucard was revived with her blood is when I became hooked. While it is an expected development for vampire stories, that part of the story was very beautiful. And afterwards, I loved the tender portrayal of Seras's growth. Among ero-guro media, there are many works that portray women in a demeaning manner, but Hellsing is not one of them.

Ms A: In Hellsing, there is no distinction in the roles that are assigned to men and women.

Ms J: Indeed, women fight and stand on the front lines. And it feels natural.

Ms R: To tell the truth, when I first started reading Hellsing, I thought Integra was a man. And, for some reason it felt overly pandering [T/N: I assume she means pandering to fujoshi] and I just couldn't get into it. But then I realized Integra was a woman, and I was like "Oh, so it's a female/male master-servant relationship! I'm sorry for making such a weird assumption!" (laughs) I feel like it's important that Integra is a woman.

Ms T: In volume 1 there were moments where Integra was told incredulously, "You're a woman?", but in those moments I always felt that, ironically, being called a "woman" was what made her so much more cool. In Hellsing, you get the feeling that all characters are loved by the creator regardless of being male or female, enemy or ally. There are many standout characters among the villains, for example.

Ms J: Each character showcases their individuality in their fighting style as well.

Ms A: I love that Rip Van is this scrawny girl with long limbs, who wields an old-fashioned musket-- it gives off a really fantastic impression. The fact that a girl is given that kind of position, without it feeling offensive. When men draw female characters there tends to be a bit of double standards going on, or it can feel cloying or annoying depending on the scenario, but I don't feel that in Hellsing.

Ms J: Far from being annoying, the depictions of women feel unique and cool in their own way.

Ms A: You're right. Traditionally, female characters are accompaniments to the hero, aren't they? But Integra takes the lead, and while Seras is supported by those around her, she moves according to her own choices. Even among the female villains, they are given important roles that they carry out to the end, so you can read while feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Points you would recommend to other women

Ms T: Doesn't the series in general have a sort of sensuality?

Ms J: It does. As it gets nearer and nearer to the endgame, even the fight scenes show more tenderness. It's like a "They love each other, therefore they trade blows" vibe that feels erotic.

Ms R: When Alucard returned to London in volume 8, it felt pretty romantic.

Ms T: On the other hand, the explanations about weapon specs that pop up everywhere seem very male-oriented. I guess this is what you call the author's hobby.

Ms J: Speaking of the author's hobby, I feel like the fact that Walter is an old man is one of them. If you think about it purely in terms of reader appeal, there should have been no problem if Walter was young from the beginning. I get the impression that he was like, "If you're going to add a butler, it better be an old geezer". Ahh-- the more I reread, the more I feel like I discover new things.

Moderator: There is plenty more we weren't able to talk about, but to close us off, please appeal to the women who haven't read Hellsing yet as to why they should read the series.

Ms A: The female characters are so full of life, so why not give it a try mainly for the female characters?

Ms T: You can read it together with your boyfriend! There are lots of battles and weapons that guys would like, and there's no nasty relationship drama, so it might actually be a big hit among couples.

Ms J: "Look at Integra and Alucard, honey, they're just like us!" or something? (laughs)

Ms R: When you think of vampire media, you might be inclined to imagine something campy and whimsical. But even though there's a lot of absurdism at play, the world is based on real historical facts. So I want to recommend it broadly, even to those that don't normally enjoy fantasy.

Ms T: I feel like Hellsing is like a very strong liquor. At first you might feel that the taste is overwhelming, but once you get used to it, it becomes delicious.

Ms J: Please go in with zero expectations and give it a read.

Moderator: Thank you all for your time today!

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Link to the raw scans (which are not mine). Feel free to spread and repost my translation to other sites.

#hellsing #kouta hirano #integra hellsing #seras victoria #alucard #i’ve seen the “AxI as yuri” interpretation before but “AxI as yaoi” is new to me… anon is doing some 10000 iq 4d chess maneuver there #I was debating whether to use Girlycard or “Lolicard” like in the original jp but the former is more popular in the eng speaking fandom #it makes sense but Girlycard/Walter being classified as BL is hilarious to me #j anon is a real mood #my translation

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alex-travaganza · 5 months

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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa did you see the new pnf short?

this is news to me. i’ve been focusing on my mental health (playing red dead redemption 2 and nothing else) for the past week so i’ve been offline but i gotta check this out…

what

i am so hype for this. i love it so much. it is amazing and i want more right now. please don’t read under the cut there’s definitely not a multi paragraph conspiracy theory underneath

I AM NOT ACCUSING ANYONE OF ANYTHING… i am just SAYING MY PEACE

us shippers are rejoicing, as we rightfully should, at this amazing w. but i just gotta be that one guy, i gotta poop on the party. could this be bordering into… and forgive me for uttering these words… queerbaiting?

i know the idea of being queerbaited by an evil scientist man and a secret agent playtpus is ridiculous and hilarious, but r we getting johnlocked just a little bit? maybe just a little…. because i’ve always been of the opinion that perryshmirtz will most likely never be a canon storyline for a bunch of reasons, and as much as i’d like that to happen, i can see how some oblivious straight people (so… probably a lot of the writers let’s be real) could reasonably watch all of phineas and ferb and think there’s absolutely nothing homoromantic going on between the two of them. like of course there’s jokes about them being like couple in the same way we get it for buford and bajeet, but, at least when it was airing at the time that it was, that was neverrr going to be acknowledged as anything but funny funny haha joke. like i love dwampy but this show is not crowned for its thoughtful and progressive takes there is SOOOOO much racial stereotyping and ignorant shit in pnf. relationships between two men were not going to hold the same narrative weight as a hetero relationship

so yes i think it’s a bit of a stretch to say pnf in itself is queerbaiting with perryshmirtz, but THESE SHORTS… this is like……. a lot man it’s a lot man it’s a blessing and a curse. i hope it’s just a couple folks who like perryshmirtz putting those bits for funsies but i’m getting suspicious. i’m raising my eyebrows up and down, feeling as if i’m seeing flags of a.. pinkish hue… reddish, perhaps.

and this is disneyyyy cmmmonnn all these hip new queer kid shows? they’re doing pretty good. of course, we aren’t going to ruin our precious precious phineas and ferb IP for the foreign market by putting a gay relationship in the actual show, but it couldn’t hurt to draw in a few tumblr and tiktok queers from our homoromantic little shorts, eh? ehh? it’s a big market, kids aren’t just tuning in on cable tvs anymore to watch phineas and ferb, we need a little more outreach. it’s all about streaming babbbyy it’s all about that disney plus! get those queers watching the new seasons of phineas and ferb when they’re finished binging the owl house!

are you understanding my friends? i am no messiah of perryshmirtz. that’s liz. but maybe, i shall be a mere messenger spreading my annoying takes amongst the land. or maybe it’s not that deep because 8 year olds watching phineas and ferb don’t care. but it’s a free website baybe

#you all follow me for my opinions right #or breaking danville #or perrysmirtz loss #either way you’re getting my opinions #perryshmirtz #phineas and ferb #heinz doofenshmirtz #perry the playtpus #asks #ask #thank you:#anonymous

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omg i love kate bishop and there isn’t a lot of stuff on her could you do something fluffy with her? like maybe she returns from a mission with clint and when she gets home they’re both so happy to be back together again and reader is so relieved she’s okay and it’s just fluffy and soft and then have soft sex? bonus if kate could be g!p cause whew🥵

First time for everything

Pairings: g!p Kate Bishop x reader

Summary: The two of you share a nice relaxing evening until it ends with sloppy make outs and a first time for something new

Word count: 1,594

Warnings: fluff, smut, blowjobs, Kate is g!p (has a penis) if you don’t like it just don’t read

No one has permission to steal, copyright, or reblog my work as their own!!

Checking your phone for the hundredth time you looked to see if Kate texted you back. You’ve messaged her twenty three times over the past two hours, some may say you’re overreacting but when your girlfriend hasn’t responded to a single one of them and is on a mission you have a reason to be worried. Hearing the door to your apartment open you jumped on the couch and ran over to greet your girlfriend. Before she could even fully walk into the building your arms were wrapped around her in a hug. She returned it with a squeeze to your body that lifted you off of your feet, something her dad always did before he passed away.

“Looks like someone missed me.” She said as she put you down, laughing along the way.

“Of course I missed you! I sent you many texts and yet you didn’t respond to a single one I was so worried.” You said as you lightly slapped her shoulder and gave her a pout.

“Oh crap, I’m sorry my phone died a few hours ago when I was about to text you.” She looked truly sorry and you almost felt bad for her.

“Kate what did I tell you about charging your phone? Why do you think I bought you that portable charger?” You ended with a chuckle and you both walked into the kitchen to have the pizza you ordered twenty minutes ago. You were lucky she got here when she did or else it would’ve been a cold pizza night. You both settled onto the couch as you turned on the most recent episode of the show you two binge together.

“I seriously can’t believe it took them that long to get together I mean have you seen the way they look at one another? They’re clearly in love and now this random guy wants to take that away and he’s not even good looking like it’s an obvious answer.” You rambled on about a love triangle between three characters in the show as Kate stared at you with love in her eyes. When you finally finished your small debate you looked over to see if Kate had an opinion only to see her still staring at you.

“What are you looking at?” You asked with a teasing smirk.

“Just admiring the most beautiful person I’ve ever met.” She says, smiling as the way you blush.

“Oh?” “Mhm. And I’m just thinking about how lucky I am to be their girlfriend.”

“Well they sound pretty amazing.” You say, flattered by all of her kind words. You don’t know what you did to deserve someone as nice and beautiful as her, yet she wonders the same about you.

She nods along with your words, “They are. They have the most amazing smile and is probably the nicest person you’ll ever meet. They’re always worried about other people, I mean they could literally be bleeding to death but they’ll always make sure you’re okay first. And let me tell you, they have the nicest ass you’ll ever see.” You broke into a fit of giggles at her last sentence. She joined you and the two of you sat there laughing on the couch with nothing but the tv lighting up the room. Once the two of you calmed down you stared into one another’s eyes.

Kate continued with what she was saying before, “And, I love them so much.”

“I think I should meet this lucky partner of yours.” You wondered if this is how she described you to everyone, especially Clint or Yelena. Even if you didn’t know it, she would go on rambles about you to Clint who was just trying to get the mission done. Even if she was taking a guy down she would talk into the ear piece about you. Clint didn’t understand how she never ran out of things to say, but as he said she’s got a case of young love.

“Hmmm, I don’t know, you might end up falling in love with them too.” She said as you pulled her into a kiss, savoring the feeling of her lips on your own. You both made out for a few minutes, taking occasional breaks to breathe and then going back to one another’s lips. You felt her hand shyly going under your shirt and playing with the back of your bra. You broke apart from the kiss to take of your shirt, letting her also take off your bra. She admired your chest, leaning in to take one in her mouth until she stopped,

“Can I?” She always asked permission before she did something to you, saying she always needed consent. You nodded and she dove in, taking your nipple in her mouth. You let out a content sigh as she focused on pleasing you. Taking her hair in your hands you gave her a light massage and lightly scratched at her scalp, she let out a moan with her mouth still full of you. You moved one of your hands down to her sweatpants and cupped her bulge through the pants. Once she finished toying with one breast she moved onto the other, sucking and licking all over. You laid her down and pulled down her bottoms finding Christmas boxers underneath.

“Really?” You laughed, “What? They’re cute don’t you think?” You rolled your eyes playfully and went to take off her shirt as well.

“They’re absolutely adorable Katey.” It was a nickname you often called her. She’d act like she hated it but you saw the red on her cheeks whenever you said the title. Pulling off her Christmas sweater you noticed that she lacked a bra seeming as when she got home she changed into more comfortable clothing. You started to lightly grind on her crotch, making contact with her confined cock beneath her boxers. You leaned down and sloppily made out with each other while you guys’ hands roamed around the others body. You leaned back to look at her, now seemingly nervous.

“Do you remember that thing you wanted to try out?” You asked her, trying not to say the actual word as you were too embarrassed.

“You’re going to have to be more specific than that.” She said truthfully. There has been many things she has wanted to try that you haven’t got to yet. When you both met she was still a virgin and when you two had your first time she discovered multiple things she wanted to do with you.

“You know like,” you let out a sigh before continuing, “How you said you’ve always wanted to see what a blowjob felt like?” The both of you were pretty ‘vanilla’, never really trying out considerably kinky stuff but instead sticking to her fucking your pussy. You both were too nervous to bring things like this up but you wanted to try it.

“Yeah?” “Well, would you want me to give you one?” You were hoping she’d say yes so this wouldn’t have to be even more awkward. When she gave an excited nod you leaned down to her boxers, giving a light kiss to her bulge. Her hips jerked when your lips made contact with her dick, even through the boxers she could feel almost a tingling sensation. Dragging down her undergarment you grabbed her cock in your hand and slowly jerked her off watching how she reacted to it. When seeing her throw her head back you knew to take the next step and wrapped your lips around the head. All she felt was warmth wrap around her tip, you continued to jerk her off to make up for rest of her cock that wasn’t in your mouth. You started to take a bit more of her length down your throat as her hips thrusted side to side overwhelmed with pleasure. She didn’t know where to put her hands so she awkwardly placed them on your head, making you gag as she accidentally pushed you to take more. She was immediately apologizing and taking her hands off of your head but you released her from your mouth to inform her that you were fine. When she got the okay to guide you on her length she started to bring you up and down slowly. Fearing that she’d hurt you again she didn’t make you take much but when you went down further on your own command she almost exploded on the spot. She gained the confidence and made you go down on her even when you gagged. She soon couldn’t take it anymore and came in your mouth without warning. You swallowed it all and went back up to look at her.

“Shit I’m sorry I didn’t mean to cum that fast. I was going to warn you but it just happened.” “Shh, it’s okay. I liked it, but the question is did you like it?” You said the last part a little lower hoping she did in fact enjoy it and you weren’t doing anything wrong.

“Are you really asking me that? That was the best thing ever! Well besides when I fuck your pussy I mean that is definitely the best thing but-“ you cut off her rambling with a kiss that she melted into. She leaned her head on yours when you both broke apart, ‘I love you’s’ were whispered into one another as you both sat in comfortable silence. She leaned back a bit to look you in the eyes still slightly panting,

“Can I fuck your pussy now?”

#kate bishop #kate bishop x gender neutral reader #kate bishop x you #kate bishop x reader #smut #kate bishop smut #kate bishop fluff #anon ask

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magicxc · 24 days

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Movie Genres

Pairings: Survey Coprs - their fave movie genres

Word Count: 835

Warnings: netflix and chill? hulu subscription? binge watching disney?

A/N: I LOVE a good movie okay!! Put me in front of a juicy plot and I'm SAT. Here are the genres that I think the boys would enjoy most!! Tell me yours 🍿🎥🎬

Eren - Action/Thriller

Eren def strikes me as the type to enjoy loud movies that’s fast paced and chocked full of fighting scenes. Even though he has a special appreciation for the martial arts he can still get down with some good ole hand to hand combat. Anything that elicits excitement and anticipation does it for him.

Levi - Western Film

Walk with me here. I’ve seen Kenny reference and even dress cowboyish. I think he’d be all for the genre and considering his influence on Levi, it’s safe to say our short king would too. While the culture may be different from his own, it adds to his amusement all the more. Featuring cowboys, gunslingers, and bounty hunters it’d feel like a dramatisation of his old life underground; and while he no longer affiliates himself with that lifestyle, he does find the genre interesting.

Erwin - Historical Drama

Fight me. Erwin strikes me as boring lowkey lmfao. I genuinely believe he’s only watching things that stimulate his mind or shows that he can take away from. He doesn’t mind the messiness too much as long as the movie in question is thought provoking or at the very least holds some truth to it. And honestly, the Commander might be onto something here cause historical drama pieces fucking slap. Movies/series like The Crown, Apollo 13, Hotel Rwanda, etc is what he’s tuning into if he wants to watch tv.

Throwing in National Geographic or shows like The Most Extreme for when he wants some background noise.

Connie - Animation/Musical

Connie is such a vibe and while he is comedic relief he’s also super sweet. It's said that he’s basically a runner up to Armin on the emotional scale in regard to how deeply he feels. Our boy started out super naive and trusting and although it shaped him into someone a little more serious; he’s still that sweetie pie at heart. And so I believe animation is his thing and can bring a deep sense of nostalgia from time to time; allowing him a chance to cater to the child within. And the plots genuinely be plotting. That early 2000’s Disney and Pixar was un-fuck-witable. Musicals are just as fun for Connie btw, anything with a happy ending he’s down for.

Jean - Drama

Jean is literally so messy he can't help it. The call is coming from inside the house with this one. Even though Jean is a realist, he can also be an asshole with little regard to how what he says may affect Eren people. That doesn’t mean our boi is heartless, noooo, there has been lots of maturation over the seasons. But he LOVES a good conflict chile. Movies/series like RHOA, anything Tyler Perry, Moonlight, etc is his go to.

Onyankopon - Crime/Mystery

Similarly to Erwin, Onyankopon prefers films that are stimulating. He doesn’t mind indulging in the occasional reality show, but that's usually if he just so happens to be walking past his girl and a good scene comes on. Other than that, Ony is all for the suspense. He loves trying to stay one step ahead of the character but finds it's equally as fun to pick up some cool trivia along the way as movies like these tend to touch on a wide range of topics.

Reiner - Comedy

After almost losing his mind and his life, Reiner is cool on the movies that bring about intense emotions. He wants to laugh and not regularly either, but full on knee slapping laugh when he decides to indulge in a film. You know the kind where you have to beg your friend to stfu so you can catch your breath? The kind of laugh that feels like you just did a ab workout? That's what he wants. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t watch other genres, but they’re certainly not his first choice.

Armin - RomCom

It's self explanatory with this one. Our munchkin still views the world and its people with big doe eyes of hope, even against all odds. He is a little more realistic in his hopes but he’s still hopeful nonetheless. And he’s much the same when it comes to movies. He wants to see the film where the guy gets the girl, against all odds, and they kiss in the rain; and he’ll love it even better if you slide a joke or two in the mix.

Floch - Slasher

I genuinely feel like if Floch had a Tumblr, he’d be like one of the slasher girlies with their ghost face fics, only he’s posting ghost face thirst traps hahaha. He gets a thrill from the gore, the screams, the plot, and the kills. I think Floch is just all for the scare, even if he's on the receiving end of it. Anything to get his adrenaline pumping while keeping him on the edge of his seat will do. Thankfully though he’s able to separate fiction from reality and we can only hope he doesn’t get any cute ideas.

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kierancaz · 8 months

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Y’all I’ve been on a binge and who do u think would watch RuPaul’s Drag Race with Yuu??

Personally, my Yuu is sitting down all the first years. They don’t have a choice. They’re gonna watch this and they’re gonna like it. But I also think Cater, Vil, and Rook would join bc they would love the makeup looks and fashion ofc. Malleus would watch it with them if they asked, I feel like he would be super fascinated like “wow, you humans may not have magic but it seems you don’t need it to entirely transform your appearance.”

After watching like one season Ace just fully adopts the language. At first he tries to catch himself but then he just gives up. He almost looses his head when he offhandedly tells Riddle his pussy is on fire 💀 Cater and Deuce save him with an explanation bc Ace is to busy dying of embarrassment in the background and Trey is losing his mind laughing in the background. After that Trey and Riddle join in on watching, Riddle calls it absurd but he keeps coming back so obviously it’s not that absurd.

Kalim is another one that starts adopting the language! Except he doesn’t try to stop it like Ace does, he tells everyone they look slay and that their pussy is poppin’ and he has no shame. Jamil TRIES to stop this bc “Kalim, you shouldn’t talk like that it’s not proper—” it’s no use, no matter how many times Jamil tries to explain Kalim is on a roll and he is not stopping.

Obvi Jamil was dragged by Kalim after Kalim found out everyone was having movie nights without him :( Kalim was so upset he rushed over to find Yuu and was all pouty like “why didn’t you invite me too :(((((” obvi he is welcome to come so then he and Jamil show up with everyone else ready to watch some Drag Race. Jamil will never admit it but he’s actually pretty invested. He thinks it’s stupid and just one of those things he can watch and shut his brain off and he really enjoys that.

Jack doesn’t want to admit that he finds the show appealing. HOWEVER he does go to Epel like “so…. what do you think about that show Yuu made us watch.” EPEL DOESN’T WANT TO ADMIT HE LIKES IT EITHER he thinks it’ll make him seem more girly AND HE CAN’T HAVE THAT so he tells Jack he thinks it’s stupid and he can’t believe it’s such a popular show but he still comes back every weekend just to hang out with everyone.

Sebek goes because Malleus goes !! That’s it !! Not because he finds all the makeup looks pretty who do you think he is ??? Lilia and Silver started tagging along after a while just out of curiosity, Lilia LOVES it. He lives for the drama and def wants to try drag makeup at some point. He asks Silver if he would let him do the makeup on him. Silver says no. Speaking of Silver, he tries to stay awake but he always falls asleep on the couch and someone fills him in when he wakes up. Also Malleus does not get most of the dirty jokes and Yuu is usually the one left to explain them to him 💀 Sebek always tells them not to because “don’t fill his head with such vile and repulsive things !!!” “how do you even know what that joke means ??”— Ace. Sebek doesn’t have an answer for that.

Ruggie enjoys it. I just know this man loves anything messy. He would live for shows like Love is Blind, the Ultimatum, To Hot Too Handle. He just loves trash tv, not just reality tv but like really shitty movies too. He appreciates the sense of community that the queens have though.

Leona literally does not care he couldn’t give less of a shit if someone placed one in his lap he’s just here because the stupid herbivore wouldn’t leave him alone because everyone else was turning up anyway. He 100% falls asleep on the couch and then when he’s woken up just has to sit through someone explaining what’s happened even though he doesn’t care. Sometimes he wakes up and Malleus is just looking over him like “ah you’re awake now, this is what Daya said while you’re asleep,” and then Leona’s eye just twitches and he rolls over and goes back to sleep before Malleus even finished his sentence.

Azul is wondering if this is something he could turn into a business venture. He finds it fascinating. Likes the performance of it all, like the lip sync battles and the fashion show part. He’s wondering if he should implicate a drag night or something at the Monstro Lounge if enough people seemed interested, after all there wasn’t really anything like that on campus. Jade is pretty indifferent, it really depends on what mood Floyd is in if he enjoys it or not. Sometimes he’s just not in the mood !!! He’s just here for snacks and bc he gets to squeeze the prefect.

Ortho loves it !!! He doesn’t get most of the jokes and no one is allowed to explain them to him. Certain parts Idia covers his eyes for. Ortho really started tagging along because he didn’t want to feel left out :( he wants to try his makeup like the queens !!! He thinks everyone is so pretty and it’s abordable. He asks questions about mostly the references that the queens make like “who’s Beyoncé and what are the Spice Girls??”

Idia on the other hand is literally just here because everyone else is and Ortho literally begged him to come out of his room and join everyone. Poor Idia is stressing he doesn’t think Ortho should be watching this bc of all the inappropriate jokes and stuff, he’s also worried Ortho will just start calling people bitches and hoes. It’s ok Idia, he won’t, calm down. He’s pretty indifferent about the show, he brings his tablet or his switch and plays games. Will sometimes look up and spend a few minutes watching before going back to his game.

RIDDLE THINKS THIS SHOW IS RIDICULOUS !!! People are talking so crudely !!! He gets that shocked face that grandparents make whenever there’s a sex joke. Clutching his heart and all. He wonders if this is somehow breaking one of the queens rules because it FEELS LIKE IT IS but he can’t think of a rule that this is breaking and he is mildly fascinated and wants to know who wins the competition. One thing he does wonder about his Yuu’s home world society, in twisted wonderland anyone of any gender wore makeup and clothes weren’t constricted to one gender either. He definitely goes up to them and asks them what their world was like when it came to the divide between men and women. He appalled by everything he hears.

Trey likes the show. He didn’t think he would. He went in thinking it was going to be stupid but then after hearing Ace he decided he needed to at least give it a chance because that was just way to funny. Eventually he gets super invested but will NOT let Cater do drag makeup on him, it doesn’t matter how many times he asks it will always be a no. He thinks it’s so cool and impressive how the queens make their own outfits and stuff.

Vil doesn’t care much for the drama the way Cater does, he loves the makeup and the outfits and the HAIR. He loves the wigs. He acts like one of the judges and gives his input on each of the outfits, he’s super critical about it too and will get so fired up if he disagrees with one of the judges it’s actually kinda funny.

Rook is always backing Vils opinions !!! Adds his own to sense sometimes. Gets so upset when someone he likes is eliminated, he is fake crying and everything. Wait that might actually be a real tear hold on—

The house is mf PACKED and after like three weeks of this Crowley is getting suspicious so he goes over to Ramshackle to figure out what is going on. He gets suckered in too. Despite everything Yuu has a soft spot for the crow bastard now and so he is SITTING DOWN AND WATCHING THIS EPISODE WITH EVERYONE ELSE. At first he’s pretty peeved because what is he doing here sitting with a bunch of his students on a Saturday night at almost 11 o’clock but 15 minutes in he’s hooked and oh my god he needs to tell Crewel about this—

Crewel does end up liking the show and gets super invested but is not an emotional wreck like Crowley is. Occasionally he’s hitting Crowley with his little stick thing because “oh my seven yes it’s sad to hear that they didn’t have a good relationship with their family but quit blubbering you look like a fool.” Crowley is asking Yuu if this is the situation with a lot of drag queens and people of the like and he gets more upset when Yuu says yeah that’s a pretty common occurrence.

(I’m imagining that it’s towards the end of the year and there aren’t any classes happening, the last few weeks are just the entire school chilling because OVERBLOT OVERBLOT OVERBLOT EVERYONE IS TIREDDDD, the staff and specifically Crowley and Crewel are like family to Yuu so they spend time with them outside of school regularly. Who knows one of them might even be adopting them soon 👀)

Yuu has such a good time sharing something from their world with all of their friends and getting to teach them about all the references and stuff that are in the show. They’re so excited when the others express when they like the lip sync songs. They don’t have a lot of their home world left, they’ve chosen to stay and they’re happy with their decision and the life they’ve built here but there’s a part of them that will always miss the little things from their world they weren’t able to bring back with them. They’re only getting to keep a little bit of their world with them so when someone says “hey like that song” they’re overjoyed. They get a little sad when someone asks them to explain something they don’t really know how to, they feel bad they’re not able to satisfy the others curiosity and that there’s something they won’t get to the chance to understand now they’ve permanently moved to twisted wonderland. But it’s ok, it never sticks with them for to long because they’re having to much fun with everyone else.

Now Grim says he doesn’t like the show. And he doesn’t. He doesn’t find any interest in any humans dressing up and saying weird stuff and talking about things he doesn’t understand. But he does like to listen to Yuu talk about the show. He does like listening to the lip sync songs and he asks questions just so Yuu can explain them to him because he wants to know about Yuus roots and where they come from. They’re his only family, he won’t say it out loud but he loves them so much and he loves seeing how happy they get when he shows interest in their home world. He was so scared that they were going to leave him, that once they were gone he would be all alone again, so it’s the least he can do to learn all he can about them since they’re really going to be his family now and aren’t going to leave him.

Also you can totally catch Deuce singing RuPauls entrance song under his breath from time to time. He’s jus doing homework somewhere and then suddenly he’s got a lil wiggle going and he’s muttering “cover girl.. put the base in your walk head to toe.. let your whole body talk..” if you hear him NO YOU DID NOT YOUR LITERALLY DELUSIONAL WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT—

Ok this is what like 4 hours of my brain rot gives you if you have anything to add ADD IT PLEASEEE i tried to cover everyone but yk. Either way I think this is funny and I will be thinking about this for as long as I’m watching drag race 😋

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ghostinthelibrarywrites · 1 year

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for the domestic/relationship situation prompts: geraskier + 19? 🥺

19. Bingeing an entire season of trashy reality show in one sitting

“I don’t understand.” Geralt squints at the TV, where the first episode of the new season of Surviving Love is playing.

“What’s there not to understand?” Jaskier asks. “It’s sixteen beautiful people trapped together, trying to survive while also banging each other’s brains out in the hopes of finding their one true love. The whole idea is that they pair off as soon as possible and the couples all compete to see who can survive the longest on a desert island.”

“Island can’t be that deserted if there’s a camera crew following them around.” Geralt arches his eyebrow as a pretty redhead on the TV has a breakdown about needing to eat bugs for protein.

“You just need to suspend your disbelief for eight episodes or so.” Jaskier winces sympathetically. If he had to choose between starving and eating bugs, he’s honestly not sure which one he would choose.

For several moments, Geralt refrains from commentary, though his left eyebrow keeps twitching, like it often does when Jaskier is doing something that perplexes him so much that he finds himself beyond words. It’s one of Jaskier’s favorite expressions, not that he’s ever going to tell his boyfriend that. They both had a rough week—Geralt got stiffed on a big contract and Jaskier had to have not one, but two conversations with Valdo Marx—so they’re both in need of some TLC.

“Oh, good for her,” Jaskier says as the redhead from the bug breakdown begins making out with an attractive blond man. “She bagged the park ranger. He can probably catch something better than bugs for dinner.”

“Hm.” Geralt looks unimpressed.

Jaskier snuggles closer against his boyfriend’s side. “You know, I auditioned for this show years ago.”

That earns him an incredulous look. “You?”

“Don’t give me that look! It was before Pris and I made our first album. I needed a way to get our name out there.”

“You wouldn’t have survived a week.”

Jaskier drew back, gaping in outrage. “Excuse me?”

“Eight weeks without a shower and a toothbrush? Remember how much you whined when you followed me on that three day forktail hunt?”

“I was the picture of stoicism!”

Geralt is wearing that infuriating little half-smirk he wears whenever he thinks he’s being witty and clever, the fucker. “You were very stoic when you told me to leave you there to die when you stepped in forktail shit.”

“I was traumatized.” Jaskier whacks him lightly on the chest. On the screen, the redhead is tussling with another woman, screaming about betrayal. “And now we’ve missed something important! Go back!”

Geralt groans, but picks up the remote control.

***

Eight episodes later, the living room is dark and strewn with empty takeout containers as the theme music for Surviving Love plays from the screen.

“That was bullshit,” Geralt says.

Jaskier is actually a little surprised. He never really expected Geralt to like the show, but his boyfriend did sit through eight hours of it without much complaint after the first episode.

“Simon and Gretta should have won.” Moodily, Geralt takes a sip of his beer.

Jaskier blinks at him. “What?”

“The whole point is working together, right? Heidi and Jan didn’t really work together; she did all the work while he went off and played grab ass with Elin.

“Yeah.” Jaskier shakes his head, disappointed. “I don’t see them making it past the finale.”

“None of these couples are making it past the finale.”

“I don’t know.” Jaskier snuggles closer, propping his chin on Geralt’s shoulder. “If you can survive eight weeks together without showers or toothbrushes, you can survive anything.”

“Hm.” Geralt presses a kiss to his temple. “We could try it. Put our relationship to the test.”

“Don’t even think about it. I’ve cleaned harpy bites on your ass and picked kikimore intestines out of your hair and that was before we started dating. Our love has been proven thoroughly.”

“And I’ve been to your concerts.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing.” Geralt turns off the TV. “It wasn’t as bad as I thought it was going to be. I can see why it’s your favorite show.”

They sit in the darkness of their living room for a moment.

“You know, that was season sixteen,” Jaskier finally says. “There are fifteen other seasons we could go back and watch.”

Geralt turns the TV back on without hesitation. “Hm. If you want to.”

Jaskier grins as he pulls the blanket more securely around him. “You know, we could pretend not to know each other and audition for season seventeen. We would kill.”

“No.”

“Think of all the kitty treats we could buy Roach.”

Geralt pauses, considering. “What makes you think I’d pair up with you?”

Jaskier gasps. “Geralt! You knave!”

“What?” His boyfriend shrugs, looking very pleased with himself. “Roach only deserves the best treats. Gotta pair with someone who has a chance of winning.”

Jaskier splutters, outraged beyond words.

“Going to go get more ice cream,” Geralt rises to his feet.

Jaskier stares after him. “Fine! But we are having this conversation when you get back, mister!” He sulks for about thirty seconds before calling, “Can you bring me some ice cream?”

“Already got out the mint chocolate chip.”

“You’re the best. I love you so much that I’ll share the prize money when me and my partner on Surviving Love beat you and your harlot by a mile.”

In the decade they’ve known each other, Jaskier has never heard Geralt laugh so hard. He would be more offended, if he weren’t too busy laughing too.

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oh-austin · 2 years

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selena gomez fc! feel free to request more fc’s for ig edits with austin, this one will have a part two!!

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ynupdates Y/N spotted in anaheim this weekend! she was also seen with austin’s sister, ashley, shopping earlier this week.

ynfan83 she’s glowing?

ynfan22 being unproblematic will do that to you

ynfan65 i love that she hangs out with austin’s family without him?

austinfan62 literally cannot believe that they’re going on three years together :’)

ynfan14 not being dramatic but i would donate my left boob to her just because i could

austinfan42 praying for pap pics of her and austin

ynfan94 they look so amazing together

austinfan42 they will have the most beautiful children like wtf

austinfan33 praying for Y/N and austin to have a baby together soon

ynfan87 does she not age?

ynfan32 her outfit is so good wtf

ynfan56 do you think they’ll go to the met together?

austinfan59 well i heard Y/N was going to press interviews with austin so hopefully!!

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ynupdates Y/N via her IG story today: looks like she was on set of austin’s puppy interview with buzzfeed!

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austinfan95 everyone say thank you Y/N!!

austinfan14 THANK YOU Y/N 🫶🏼

ynfan13 i love that she’s austin’s biggest fan

ynfan38 Y/N is constantly feeding the austin girls and i know they love it

austinfan64 can confirm we love it!!

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austinbutler hbomax is now streaming Y/N’s new series- go check it out! hopefully she doesn’t burn down our kitchen. proud of you x

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austinfan32 austin is only ever active for Y/N, the way it should be

austinfan99 he recognises what he has

ynfan57 she’s so cute wth 😩

austinfan35 did austin.. just confirm they’ve… finally BOUGHT A HOUSE TOGETHER

austinfan86 does this mean we finally have to say goodbye to Y/N’s nyc apartment?????? but it’s so iconic

ynfan79 the nyc apartment will live on in our hearts

ashleytisdale she’s a chef!!!! streaming as we speak 💓

ynfan33 ashley is in episode four everyone!!!!

austinfan78 girl how tf are you already on episode four? are you okay?? 😳😳

ynfan33 2x speed girl get around it

yourinstagram i love you aus

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ynfanaccount okay!! i binged all of ‘Y/N + chef’ in an entire sitting and i love it so much, it’s so nice to see Y/N so domesticated and relaxed.

also the fact that austin just facetimed her during episode six?????? we never ever get austin and Y/N interactions, so it was so cute to see. i loved the show, i hope they do another season!!!

do you guys think Y/N and austin will go to the met together?? because i would LOVE to see it

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austinfan38 i literally hyperventilated when she answered the phone and austin was on the other end

austinfan17 literally the biggest shock of my life

ynfan98 i think they’ll both go but they won’t walk together

ynfan12 we rarely get them together at events publicly sadly :( usually it’s just leaked pics from inside the events

austinfan83 i’m holding out hope

ynfan65 also Y/N looked so good throughout the entire series it wasn’t funny, she’s so beautiful

ynfan25 i cant stop thinking about what she’s gonna wear to the met!!!!

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ynupdates in her new interview with vogue, Y/N confirms that she will be at the met gala this year!!! hopefully we finally get her and austin together on a red carpet!!

she said: “this year has just been so big, i’ve had two shows come out already and the met gala is coming up soon so i’m very excited to go to that! i’ve got heaps of things in the works at the moment that i just cannot wait to share with everyone”

#austin butler #austin butler imagine #austin butler fluff #elvis 2022 #austin butler drabble #austin butler one shot #austin butler x reader #ig selena fc #austin butler fake instagram

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cookies-over-yonder · 1 month

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like father, like son

When Nicky opens a portal to depart after a hangout, it triggers something in Taylor.

ao3

After a well-needed anime binge-watching sesh with Taylor at the Swift household, Nicky says his goodbyes, and prepares to return to Hell by opening a portal—

“Wait!”

The panic in Taylor’s voice is something unfamiliar to Nicky, and when he turns around, he sees it’s matching the look in his eyes.

“Yeah?”

“Just—uh, why don’t you stay for longer? We only watched a few episodes! Do you—do you have to get back to Hell that fast?” Taylor asks, tripping over his words with their speed.

“I can stay for longer, kiddo,” Nicky says, closing the portal, and watching Taylor’s gaze linger where it was a moment ago. He sits back down on the couch and wraps his arm around his son, giving his shoulder a little squeeze. “You okay?”

“Yep!” Taylor smiles without his eyes, shooting Nicky a thumbs up.

His hand is trembling.

Nicky’s heart sinks.

“Are you sure?”

“Uh-huh, I just uh, don’t want you to portal away so soon. Speaking of which, are there any other entrances to hell? Other than a portal?”

“Well, death, for one. But portals are the most efficient and least harmful—”

“ Really? ” Taylor asks, his voice especially cutting when paired with a glare.

Why is he mad?

Is he mad?

“Ye—uh, why do you wanna know?”

“I just don’t think they’re as harmless as you say,” Taylor says, turning away and grabbing the TV remote.

“Well, I’ve nev—”

Nicky bites his tongue.

“I scared you, didn’t I?” he says instead.

“What?”

“When Scary pepper sprayed me at Sparrow’s house. Normal’s house. You know.”

“I don’t get scared,” Taylor says, and Nicky watches the remote shake in his grip.

“I hadn’t realized what it looked like on your end. I would have been terrified.”

“Can—can we just watch the fucking show now?” Taylor asks, his voice wobbly.

“Taylor I… are you sure you don’t want to talk about this?” Nicky asks, way out of his depth. With his arm around Taylor he can feel the drastic increase in body temperature. “It’s okay to be scared and, um, stuff.”

Taylor sniffs and swipes at his eyes, turning his head further away from his dad. He doesn’t say a word, and all Nicky can hear is shallow breathing.

After a beat of silence, Taylor shrugs Nicky’s hand off his shoulder and gets up, heading to the stairs and barely stifling a sob.

“Come on, you can’t just walk out on me like that.”

Nicky regrets the words soon as they come out his mouth.

“You walked out on me ten years ago, bitch!” Taylor shouts back through tears before running up the steps and into his room, slamming the door behind him.

Shit.

Nicky is running up the steps and knocking at the door in a second. “Taylor, I’m sorry. Can I come in? Please?”

Taylor doesn’t respond. Instead, Nicky hears muffled sobbing from the other side of the door.

Nicky turns the knob and opens the door slowly. What he sees is a blob completely covered by a blanket, shaking and crying.

Nicky shuts the door behind him and sits on the bed. “Do you wanna… take the blanket off?”

“No.”

“Taylor…”

“Fine! Only ‘cause I’m feeling hot,” Taylor says, pulling it off and staring at his lap. His face is bright red, stained with tears.

“You wanna tell me what’s going on?”

“I’m fine , Dad,” Taylor says, failing to fight back another sob, and resorting to covering his face with his hands. “You wanted to leave, right? So why don’t you just do that right now?”

“Kiddo…” Nicky puts his hand on Taylor’s shoulder and gives it a squeeze. He can feel how high his body temperature is even through his thick jacket. “I don’t want to leave. I’m gonna stay here for as long as you need.”

“I don’t need that.”

“Taylor, please, can we just talk about—”

“We don’t need to talk about it!” Taylor shouts, shrugging Nicky’s hand off again and pulling his own hands away from his face to shoot Nicky a glare with hellfire burning just behind his eyes.

“There’s nothing to talk about! Yeah, you got cut in half, and yeah, I fucking watched your—your blood spill out all over the floor,” Taylor says, sucking in a breath and scrunching up his face as if he can still smell it. “And—and I thought you were dead after having only known you for a few months,” he continues, his breaths getting more shallow with each passing second. “And yeah, everyone was too preoccupied with—with—with helping Scary to notice my emotional breakdown as I kneeled over your body,” he sobs, “but it’s in the past, and we don’t have to bring it up again! In fact, I think it’s even worse if we do, because now it’s all I’m picturing! Is that enough fucking talking for you?”

Taylor sobs, barely forces out the last few words with how intensely he’s hyperventilating. He pulls at his hair with white knuckled fists and curls further in on himself, and Nicky can feel the heat radiating off of him.

Fuck. Nicky might have just pushed him into a panic attack.

His hand hovers in the air, not quite sure where to go or what to do.

“Taylor, I—I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have pushed so hard, but, um, I—”

Taylor mutters something between gasps, but with his head buried in his knees, Nicky can’t parse the meaning.

“What?”

“ Leave ,” he says louder.

“Taylor, I’m not leaving,” Nicky says, grabbing his hand to pluck it out from his hair.

His hand feels like touching a stovetop, and Nicky thinks he sees smoke.

“Taylor, Taylor can you look at me?” Nicky says, squeezing his hand.

Taylor lifts his head and opens his eyes just slightly as he fights for breath in the most painful sounding way.

“You’re having a panic attack, kiddo. I need you to breathe.”

“Hot,” Taylor breathes out, his eyes drooping shut as he pulls his hand away from Nicky’s to slide his jacket off, revealing a T-shirt.

Nicky remembers the first time this happened to him. He’d been familiar with panic attacks, medicated in one timeline and undiagnosed in the other, but at fourteen he had a big one, a nightmare at a sleepover, and all he can really remember is the screaming of everyone else that he was on fire.

“I know, it’s okay.”

“I—I—I—” Taylor stutters, reaching for the hem of his shirt and struggling to pull it over his head, which causes him to breathe even faster. “Can’t…”

Nicky helps him take his shirt off, and he sees Taylor has a taste for vocaloid binders much like he did when he was younger.

Nicky also flicks on the fan next to Taylor’s bed and points it at him.

Taylor whines, shivers, and flaps his hands, and Nicky hears a hiss every time a tear slides down his cheek. Nicky also thinks he hears a mumble that slightly resembles “what’s happening?”

“You’re having a panic attack,” Nicky repeats. “It’s gonna be okay, you just need to take deep breaths.”

Maybe he can talk Taylor down from it before any fire happens.

Taylor takes in a deep breath, but quickly falters and falls back into the loop of hyperventilation. “I—I—I’m gonna pass out. I can’t breathe. I can’t breathe.”

And just as he curls in on himself again, the ends of his hair burst into hellfire. Taylor glances up at his hair and promptly screams something blood-curdling, which leads into a coughing fit from his inability to take in a breath.

“Hey, hey, hey, that’s okay, it’s normal, it’s normal,” Nicky says, putting his hand on his shoulder and fighting the urge to flinch at its heat. Taylor needs stability right now. And Nicky is going to be stable. “You’re gonna be fine. It’s a tiefling thing. I think. The fire will go away once you’re calmer.”

How do you calm a kid down nowadays? Nicky glances aroind Taylor’s room, searching for anything that might help. He sees a couple stim toys on his bedside table, and grabs one of them. It’s a weighted plushie of Ditto from Pokémon. Taylor is very particular about texture, Nicky’s learned from conversations with Cassandra and from seeing him fake a smile at new clothing Nicky’s bought him, so maybe a good texture will help him calm down.

He passes Taylor the plushie, and Taylor hugs it wordlessly, visibly relaxing a little.

But his eyes are wide. Wide and frightened. And it breaks Nicky’s heart. He looks so small like this. So small, and so fragile. It reminds Nicky of when he held Taylor for the first time, that tiny little thing, the most delicate thing in the world.

Nicky leans forward, cups Taylor’s cheek, and gives him a kiss on the forehead as his breathing starts to slow.

Taylor squeezes his plushie harder, whining, and Nicky watches as the flames die down.

“Are you okay?” Nicky asks, in as soft a voice as he can muster.

Taylor takes a deep breath in, and a deep breath out, and he’s still shaky, but he’s no longer hyperventilating.

And he nods.

“You want some water?”

He nods again.

Nicky grabs an empty cup from Taylor’s bedside table and fills it with a pitcher from the cooler underneath. He passes it to Taylor, and Taylor just leans forward to drink from the straw, his arms still wrapped around the plushie.

“Kiddo, I’m sorry for being so forceful. I guess I just… I didn’t wanna end up like my... I wanted you to feel okay talking to me. About feelings? I guess? But I’m bad at it. I’m bad at feelings. And what you went through sounds really scary, and I’m sorry you had to think about it again. Because of me.”

Taylor doesn’t say anything. Nicky suspects that speech has left him for now, which he certainly understands.

“Do you wanna go back downstairs to watch more TV? I don’t have to leave any time soon, I promise.”

Taylor lets go of Ditto to grab something from in between his bedside table and his bed. His laptop.

He opens it and pulls up Crunchyroll, gesturing to the screen and then at the bed.

Nicky understands, and settles in against the headboard with his arm wrapped around Taylor and the laptop on his lap.

Taylor presses to continue watching and curls up against Nicky, half-burying his face in Nicky’s chest, and then shoving the Ditto plushie in his face.

Nicky interprets it as a peace offering.

Later, Cassandra will come home and find the two boys fast asleep cuddled up with a Ditto plushie and the sounds of action and idol performances blaring from the speakers of Taylor’s laptop.

#dndads #taylor swift dndads #nicky swift #dungeons and daddies #cookies writes and cookies wrongs #fanfic #not in the fic but cassandra DOES wake taylor up and make him take off his binder. btw #before hes in it for too long

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meteor752 · 5 months

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Spent a whole week binging rwby because why not

Here are mah thoughts

Very interesting decision of the show to open on literally the best character, like I’ve heard of peaking early but come on

No but fr Roman is actually so special to me

I just finished volume nine and I broke down crying at his and Neo’s final moments

Thing is, I’m a person with daddy issues and my favorite family member is my uncle so like of course Qrow is second favorite guy

We love us a bisexual subby whore

Ozpin is number three so like guess what my favorite ship is

(Side note, My Own Worst Enemy by Elektric Angel is one of the best fics I have ever read and I cannot recommend it enough)

Why the fuck did this show start out with having one of the four main characters be racist?! What a bold choice

I hate Jaune so fucking much. If you like him, cool, but he’s one my most hated fictional characters ever, not just him but like what he represents

Tho it is worse with Neptune, who’s also like why tf are you here bruv

It’s very funny to have a borderline kinda racist character and a literal meme from 2014 be drafted into war

It took me five days to break and create ocs. They’re called Lemon Lime, Azure, Iris, and Koral. Team LAIK. Maybe I’ll talk about them more at some other point

Listen okay I know that animated shows like to have your hero be depressed in a whole arc, but like god Ruby was kinda grating in season 9.

Blake is kinda rolling with like, one personality trait, but ya know good on her for getting a cool gf

Yang is also the best out of the main four girls

So is Tai, Summer, and Raven’s relationship supposed to be a polycule? That must have been awkward for poor Qrow back in school

Why the fuck is everyone so mad at Ozpin all the time. Like boohoo, daddy didn’t tell you Santa isn’t real, get fucking over yourself Qrow you’re forty three

But fr what is the animosity about. I think Jelloapocalypse summarized it the best in his rwby video

Also did you know the top comment on there is from Technoblade? Check it out, it’s true. No idea he was a rwby fan, but like good for him

Season 6 episode “Alone in the woods” is the best episode by far. I really like when they do more unique stuff with the Grimm, other than just ‘monster’

That being said I’m always a sucker for a space whale

But the line from that episode, “No one was angry or sad or scared. No one was anything. And then, no one was left” is so powerful

Season nine is like fully a fever dream, but it helps with connecting to the main four again, so I like it

Also they need to stop introducing characters we don’t need any more it’s so cluttered

Why the fuck did the tree have Summer’s weapon? What the fuck was she doing there, frolicking in wonderland? Gurl…

I miss Oobleck. He hasn’t been around since like season 4, like what the hell man

What the fuck is Cinder and Emerald’s relationship supposed to be? Are they sisters? Friends? Is Emerald in love with her? Because she seems to be.

Emerald and Mercury are fully siblings tho. Also I love Mercury

Arthur’s monologue to Cinder was one of the best scenes in the show. I loved it, I’m sad he died

The character I relate the most to is little scorpion freak, because honestly dude saaaaaaame

God I want Salem to fuck me

The motivation of the villain being that they’re an immortal being, who wants the world to end because then they can die, is so fucking interesting and I’m surprised I don’t see more of it.

Do you guys think the only reason that Jaune was made leader of team JNPR was because they couldn’t think of a colour with those letters that started with P?

Do you think that’s how they choose all leaders?

How the fuck is Ren supposed to be a version of Mulan? Apart from him being Asian, there’s no correlation. Jesus Christ…

Him and Nora are very t4t tho. Very glad that they established boundaries about their relationship tho, like open communication is all I need

Why is Ambrosius kinda 💅

This isn’t related to rwby but there’s like a bird or smt screaming outside my window and it kinda sounds like a ghost girl and now I’m scared…

I feel like Salem and Ozpin’s relationship is very uncomfortable with Oscar stuck in the middle. Like why did they have to make him fourteen

Pupsicle!!!!

If I had a child in this universe I would absolutely name them something that starts with a vowel. Some of these team names are a fucking stretch, I mean SSSN?!

Another bold move by the creators is having the first few seasons villains be minorities fighting for Justice and equality. Like idk anything about these dudes, but it’s a little yikes

The fact that everyone in this world is an X-men and the show took four seasons to actually explain that is hilarious

Actually the show taking its time to explain anything is hilarious

Like, six seasons in and we find out the villain’s motivations. Hell four seasons in and we find out the villain

The first opening song was easily the best. Like I said, peaked early

The ship names of this fandom are fucking baller dude. Very creative

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It’s been a few weeks since I binged The Eighth Sense and I have some thoughts now that I’ve processed the whole show.

I specifically want to talk about this scene and this particular line that Jae Won says to Ji Hyun:

I saw someone point out that is not how depression works and Jae Won can’t make that promise and I wanted to talk about why I think he can (though I don’t think that person was wrong because Jae Won really can’t promise his depression away). Also I know that he doesn't say the word "promise" but it's implied. Keep in mind I don’t speak Korean and I’m not sure of any nuances or anything that could potentially be lost in translation.

But when Jae Won is promising Ji Hyun that he won’t make him sad again, he isn’t promising that he will stop being depressed. Jae Won knows that’s not going to change and so does Ji Hyun. Jae Won is in therapy, he is being prescribed antidepressants. He knows that he isn’t suddenly going to be magically fixed by loving Ji Hyun. Ji Hyun knows that loving Jae Won won’t get rid of his depression. Ji Hyun knows what triggered it to begin with and he knows what caused the most recent depressive episode.

Jae Won’s promise here isn’t to stop being depressed. It’s to stop pushing Ji Hyun away in order to protect him. It’s to stop projecting his doubts and fears that he has for himself onto Ji Hyun. What Jae Won is promising here is that he will communicate. He is promising to try. He doesn’t promise perfection, he doesn’t promise everlasting love, he doesn’t promise happiness. He promises effort. Which is what I love so much about the show. The very last scene captures it so well. They are together, in a car going somewhere and they are talking about trying in the voice over. They say they’re afraid but they will still try. Because they love each other enough to put forth that effort.

Jae Won honestly needed someone like Ji Hyun in his life. He needed someone who would love and support him through the depressive episode. Who would stand by him even when he is pushing them away. Ji Hyun loved Jae Won and didn’t get angry at him for the things he did and said. Ji Hyun was worried about Jae Won and just wished for his happiness. He knew Jae Won wasn’t happy and that’s why he kept showing up. It was a gentle reminder to Jae Won that he was there. That he wasn’t going anywhere. That he loved him through it all and he would be there for Jae Won whenever and however he needed him.

And that’s love. Love is the patience that Ji Hyun showed Jae Won. Love is the effort that Jae Won showed Ji Hyun. Love is patience, love is effort, love is trying. And those two will be okay.

#the eighth sense #the eighth sense the series #honestly wrote this at work and just grabbed the screenshots when i got home #had to tell my mom to stop watching for a second so i can grab the screenshots #i stopped her at a bad spot but oh well #anyway this was my brainrot while doing quite literally nothing at work today

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The Moon

The Moon represents illusion and deception, and therefore often suggests a time when something is not as it appears to be. Perhaps a misunderstanding on your part, or a truth you cannot admit to yourself.

Author’s note: hi!! welcome back to The Moon! No posting schedule, but all parts will be posted on Wednesdays at midnight EST. This chapter is… whew! Just enjoy!!

Parings: Sam x reader & Jake x reader

Warnings: cursing, alcohol consumption, sexual content, smut, minors DNI

Word count: 3.6k

PART 9:

Things were weird.

Not necessarily in a bad way, just strange.

It had been about two weeks since the camping trip and you and Sam had naturally escalated your relationship- if you could call it that. You two were together anytime that the both of you were free. In fact Margo had become incredibly suspicious that something was going on with a guy, but you denied. Sam stayed over at your place a few times, but you didn’t stay at his. You two had kissed, a lot, and he even stayed in the same bed as you. But that was all that had occurred. You were increasingly cautious for obvious reasons, but Sam never pushed you or made you feel uncomfortable. He was content to kiss you and hold you while you binged whatever shows or movies. It never felt awkward or forced, but it was still something that you couldn’t articulate.

You were expecting Sam at any moment now. He told you he would be right over as soon as their session ended. You had fixed yourself up, eager to see him. When you heard that knock on your door you felt a bit giddy inside.

“Hey pretty lady, can I come in?” Sam says, greeting you with a smile.

You smile back. “Of course you can.”

“So I was thinking.” Sam states, following you into your living room.

You snicker. “Uh-oh. That’s a dangerous thing.”

He huffs out a laugh. “I would like to take you on a proper date. I think it’s about time, don’t you?”

“I wouldn’t be opposed to that idea.”

“Great- go get ready?”

Your face twists up in mild shock. “Now?”

Sam chuckles. “Yes, now. I’ll sit here and wait as long as you need.”

“What’s the attire?” You ask.

“Something comfortable. I promise I’ll take you somewhere fancy in the morning, but tonight just wear something you’re comfortable in.”

You ended up going with light wash jeans with ripped knees, a white tank crop top, a pair of nude platform sandals, and a lot of gold jewelry. You put a few curls in your hair, added a fair amount of makeup, and spritzed yourself down in perfume. It had taken about 40 minutes, but Sam waited patiently the whole time.

“Okay, I think I’m ready.” You say, stepping out of your room.

Sam stood up and put his hands in his pockets. “You look beautiful, as always.”

You approached him with a smile. “Thank you.”

Sam tilts your chin up and gives you a sweet kiss. “Ready?”

“Let’s go Sammy.”

You couldn’t contain your elation when Sam pulled up outside of Dave & Busters.

“Sam! Oh my god. This already is going to be the best date I’ve ever been on.” You say with a laugh.

“I’m actually really glad you said that. I was a little nervous that maybe you might think it was cheesy or something.” Sam says.

You shake your head. “Not at all. It’s perfect.”

Then you two head inside and grab a table. You got a round of beers, mozzarella sticks, and two salads.

“These are the best mozzarella sticks I think I’ve ever had.” Sam says, breaking one apart to reveal the cheese pull.

You laughed. “I’m glad you enjoy them. They are good. But they’re definitely the frozen ones that they’ve stuck in a fryer.”

“The art of American food.” Sam says with a smirk.

“What a fine art it is. I hope you’re ready to get destroyed in skee ball by the way.” You say, stabbing your lettuce.

Sam’s face lights up at that. “Oh you’re on babe.”

That was the first time Sam had really used that word or any of it's kind with you. That made your stomach feel excited.

Once you two had finished up, you made your way to the game room. Sam got a card with a considerable amount of money on it. You raised an eyebrow at him.

“What? I don’t play around here Birdie.” He said with a smile. “Now take me to the skee ball games.”

“You fucker!” You yell with a laugh.

Sam smiles with pride. “I’ll take my crown now.”

You two had just finished an intense session of skee ball and Sam had won on a last lucky shot in the 1000 hole.

“You know what, I submit. Good game.” You say extending your hand out.

“Aw what a good sport. C’mere.” Sam says, pulling you into a hug. “Anything else you want me to beat your ass in?”

You break the hug. “Okay Mr. Cocky! Consider the good sport gone. This is war now.”

Sam belts out laughter at that. “No no. I wave the white flag. Let’s work together so we can get some tootsie rolls in the prize shop.”

You bat your eyelashes. “Oh wow Sammy. Tootsie rolls just for me?”

Sam smirks. “You bet baby. If you keep on batting your eyes like that I’ll buy you the whole damn company.”

You shake your head and laugh. “Come on, let’s find the games with the most tickets.”

You were giddy. You felt butterflies and you also had a few tequila sodas. You were leaving with a bag full of goodies and your hand in Sam’s hand. Truthfully this had been such a fun “first” date. It was pure fun and most importantly you got to be yourself. You got to laugh with Sam, joke with Sam, and look at Sam. Everyday you felt yourself growing closer and closer to him. But after today you felt your heart swell in a way you had never before.

“Let me get the door for you my lady.” Sam says, opening his car door for you.

“Why thank you good sir.” You say, climbing in.

Sam took the bag of prizes and put it in the backseat, then climbed in the driver’s side.

“Ready?” He asked as he cranked the car.

You smile at him blissfully. “Thank you for taking me. I had the best time.”

Sam grins ear to ear at that. “Thank you for coming with me.” He tucks a small piece of hair behind your ear. “Birdie, you’re so beautiful. I mean that in every way.”

You start to feel a bit bashful and bite your lip. “I think you are too Sammy.”

“Can I kiss you?” Sam asks, softly.

You nod.

Then his warm lips are on you. Your hand moves over to his chest while he grips your face and your hip. Fuck.

You felt a little bold so you parted your lips and slightly slipped your tongue in his mouth. You were greeted with his own and felt a squeeze on your hip. Things were getting very heated, but you realized you were still in a parking lot. You slowly pulled away.

“Take me home?”

Sam cleared his throat a little and nodded fastly.

The whole entire way back to your cottage Sam had a grip on your upper thigh. Periodically lightly squeezing and rubbing you. That was all the edging you could take. You knew exactly what was going to happen as soon as you both got inside and that lit fireworks inside of you. The anticipation sat like a lump in your throat.

When he finally pulled in it felt like it had been a million years. You both got out and Sam laced his fingers with yours. You fumbled with your keys and unlocked your door. Why did you feel nervous? It was Sam. Then it dawned on you. It was Sam. You never thought you would cross any threshold with him, but now you wanted to- badly.

As soon as you got inside you wrapped your arms around his neck and the kissing ensued. It was way more aggressive than the normal soft kisses. Sam’s hands were planted firmly on your hips, but when you lightly bit his lip he groaned a little and shifted his hands towards your ass. That ignited a fire in you and you wanted more. You shuffled towards your room and shut the door, then your lips were on his again. You kicked off your shoes and started to slip off his shirt. Once his shirt was off he looked down at you, trying to read you.

“Are you sure you want to-“ he starts.

You look up at him and bite your lip. “I want you to fuck me.”

Sam’s mouth falls agape slightly at that. He’s absolutely flabbergasted at either what you just said or how you just said it. You see him take a sharp inhale before he says. “Yes ma’am.”

Then his hands are all over you. Before you know it you were both stripped down to your undergarments. Sam’s lips traveled down to your neck as you laid down on your bed. You let out slightly moans when his teeth would graze your collarbone. Sam continued his descent. While his hands rubbed around your waist. He licked a hot stripe down your stomach which caused you to shudder. Then he spent at least five minutes teasing you. He rubbed your upper thighs, kissed them, quickly ran his thumb over your clothed center. You were squirming each time, but tried to keep your composure.

“You’re so beautiful.” Sam said in between kisses as he slid your panties down.

You arched your back slightly as your breath hitched.

Sam takes his fingers and lightly begins rubbing them over your clit while still kissing your thighs.

Soft moans slip past your lips and they frequent more often when Sam’s lips meet your center. His fingers dip into you while his mouth is focused on your sweet spot.

“Fuck.” You say softly before a deep inhale.

Sam hums at you which brings a different sensation. After a few minutes of bliss you feel yourself beginning to shake and Sam can too.

“Sam- I’m gonna- fuck.” You squeaked out.

“I know baby I’ve got you. You’re doing so good. Such a good girl.” Sam coos.

That was all you needed before that wave of pleasure washed over you. It was euphoric as you screwed your eyes shut and rode out your orgasm.

When you came back to your senses Sam was still right there. Kissing you through everything. He came up and lightly kissed your lips a few times. It was so tenderly sweet. Which is something that was unexpected at first. The passion. Sam is itching for release of his own, but he’s still going as slowly as he was before. You grab Sam’s bare back and lightly scratch at it, giving him the okay that he can fuck you now.

“Do I need a condom?” He asks, lightly.

You shake your head. “Birth control.”

He kisses you again then slips into you and groans out- as do you. He gets a nice rhythm going, but you want him to have more. He had just given you one of the best orgasms of your life and it was time to put in the same effort. In a swift motion you switched him off of you and climbed onto him. You sank down on him and used your hand to brace yourself on his chest.

“Goddamn.” Sam said with a moan.

One of his hands was guiding your back while the other slipped up around your stomach and breasts. He was mesmerized watching you lightly rock yourself on him. His eyes never left you, it was intense. But god it was so hot. You had never felt sexier than in this moment. You began to build momentum and your movements became faster. Sam was coming undone and his hips were bucking back into you. His hands were now both wrapped about your hips keeping you locked into place. Moans were coming out of your mouth and Sam’s.

“I’m not going to last much longer, baby. Fuck you feel so fucking good.” Sam said, an octave higher than normal.

That caused you to squeeze around him and moan. “Sammy- right there- don’t stop.”

Calling him that in this situation lit a fire that you could see. He was holding back the floodgates at this point, but he was determined to make you come again.

“Right there baby? How’s that feel?” He cooed.

You were there.

“Yes fuck Sammy. Sammy-“ You moaned as your body locked up. He was right behind you. His mouth fell open as moans fell out. You tightened around him and felt his release. He squeezed your hips tightly and your head fell back. Sweat, expletives, and sex filled the air.

When you gained consciousness again, you slipped down onto him. You hadn’t realized it, but his legs were shaking. Sam pulled you into his side and stroked your hair while you both tried to breathe regularly again.

“Shower?” You finally said looking up at Sam.

He smiled warmly at you and kissed your head before nodding.

Then he fucked you again in the shower.

You awoke the next morning barely clothed, wrapped in Sam’s arms. You were so giddy reminiscing on the night before, you felt like you could vomit rainbows. Sam was still sleeping, so you quietly slipped out of bed. You went to your bathroom and took in your appearance. You had purplish love bites over your collarbones and a few on your breasts. You traced them and it felt electric. You couldn’t help but smile. You were smitten. You freshened up and slapped on some light makeup and touched up your hair. Then made way to your kitchen to make you and Sam coffee. Shortly after you felt arms wrap around from behind you and a kiss placed on your neck. You melted into his touch.

“Good morning.” He purred into your ear.

“Good morning Sammy.” You responded cheerfully.

You turned around and planted a kiss on his lips, he tasted like mint toothpaste. He had freshened up for you too.

“Can I take you to breakfast?” He asked.

“Hmm I was just making us coffee. But I suppose that would be alright.”

Sam smirked at you. “Finish making your coffee love. I’ll wait.”

He looked so damn good in the mornings. It gave you an idea that waking up like this everyday wouldn’t be so bad.

Sam led you down the streets of Nashville with your fingers intertwined with his. He made good on his promise and brought you somewhere fancy. It was a cute brunch spot. You wore a blue and white floral dress with puffy sleeves and white heels. Sam told you how pretty you looked at least a dozen times. You two sat outside and soaked up sunshine while smiling at one another.

“Can I be candid with you Birdie?” Sam asks.

You nod your head. “Of course.”

He smacks his lips together. “I really like you. I mean really like you. I would like to explore this further, if that’s okay with you.”

You smile at him. “I like you too. What does exploring further look like to you?”

He pauses for a moment. “I want to date you, exclusively you.”

“Okay, yes exclusively.” You say back softly with a smile.

He grins ear to ear and then the waiter comes up and takes your orders. You felt content just staring at Sam all day. Being near him felt like being near sunshine- he made you warm and happy. When you were with him it was impossible to think of anyone else. Truthfully he had snuck up on you. But you were so glad that he did.

After brunch Sam took you to an early movie before dropping you off back at your apartment. He had a recording session this afternoon and you wanted to clean your apartment. Before you parted ways he walked you up to your doorstep and kissed you, then made plans to see you later.

You walked inside and smiled, standing with your back planted at your door.

“Um, what the actual fuck?”

You jumped out of your skin when you saw Margo sitting slack jawed on your couch.

“Oh fuck! Margo! You nearly gave me a fucking heart attack!” You exclaimed.

She jumped up. “I broke in with my spare key because I wanted to surprise you with smoothies, but then you weren’t here. I started to leave but then I heard voices outside and then I saw it with my own eyes. Sam? Sam?”

You bite down on your cheek. You hadn’t told anyone about you and Sam yet. “Yeah, well it’s new.”

“Sam? I swear to God I thought it was going to be you and Jake. I knew you were sneaking around with someone and I thought it was Jake. But Sam? What?”

You flinch at his name. He hadn’t been in your mind in a while. “I know it might seem strange. But Sam and I have been spending a lot of time together this summer. I really like him Margo.”

She looks at you for a minute. “I can see that and I’m happy for you. But why didn’t you tell me?”

You huff. “Honestly, it snuck up on me. I didn’t anticipate it- it just happened.”

Margo laughed. “Well good for you. Based on how you’re acting, he fucked your brains out didn’t he?”

You gasp and laugh at the same time. “Shut up.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.”

“Okay enough! Can we have our smoothies and you catch me up on you while I clean?” You ask.

“Smooth at changing the subject. But yes I’ll accept because I'm a narcissist.” She jokes.

That was one person down who knows about you and Sam, only the whole world to go.

“Coming!” You yelled, throwing down your oven mitts. You fluffed your hair before approaching the door.

It had been a few days since your “exclusively” conversation and you two had been inseparable. He had stayed with you almost every night and he would leave in the mornings so you could work. Then usually return around dinner time.

Currently, you were cooking dinner for you and Sam. Tofu vegetable stir-fry. You had insisted on this because Sam has given you grief about the taste of tofu. You were excited to prove him wrong, but more excited just to see him. You beamed a smile when you opened the door, but it wasn’t Sam.

“Hey stranger.” Danny said, stepping inside.

You made a face, but fixed it fast. “Hi Danny, come on in.” You say sarcastically.

He chuckled. “Thank you. You don’t look too excited to see me, cousin.”

You shake your head. “It’s always a pleasure to be in your company. I just wasn’t expecting it.”

“Oh come on. How many times have I just showed up unannounced?”

You shrug. “Fair.”

“I came with a purpose today however. I wanted to come by and invite you to the Fourth of July party this Saturday. It’s at our house collectively, but it’s really Josh and I throwing it. When I say Josh, I mean he’s in control of the fireworks and alcohol.”

You scoff a laugh. “Fireworks and alcohol. Fantastic, I'll be there.”

Danny walks past your kitchen and stops. “Smells good. You’re cooking?”

You hum in response.

“Birdie, are you expecting someone?” He asks, suspiciously.

You felt tongue tied and began to feel a little frantic. Sam would be here at any moment.

“Yeah- I uh-“ You started.

Danny lets out a loud laugh. “Hey I’m just fucking with you. I know Sam is probably on his way.”

You furrow your brows and cross your arms. “He told you?”

Danny shakes his head. “No, but it wasn’t hard to put together. Sam has been very absent lately, so have you. I knew you two had become close, but when I saw the way you guys interacted on the camping trip I got suspicious.” He laughs a little. “Then you’ve got Sam showing up to sessions giddy as hell, leaving sessions and not coming home, and I’m the only one who notices.”

You decided to stay quiet and plead the fifth.

“Y’know it’s funny.” Danny states smirking at himself.

“What?” You question.

“Well growing up Sam always had the biggest crush on you. I mean the biggest crush on you. But he never said anything because we always thought you would end up with Jake. It’s just funny how things turn out.”

That made your heart flutter. Sam had been crushing on you your whole childhood, but you never noticed.

Your attention diverts to your door when you hear a knock. Shit, he’s here.

You open the door and there he stands as pretty as ever, but with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. He leans in to kiss you as you melt into him. But as soon as that moment flees, you’re hyper aware that Danny is there.

“Hi babe. It smells fantastic in here. These are for you.” He says with a cheery smile extending the flowers to you as he walks inside.

“Um- Sam.” You say, but then he walks in more and freezes when he sees Danny.

Danny is standing there with the biggest smirk on his face. “Nice flowers Sam!”

Sam turns to look at you and you just shrug awkwardly.

“Well, shit. This isn’t how I wanted you guys to find out.” Sam says, breaking the silence.

Danny laughs. “No no. It’s just me. Listen, can we just skip all of the weirdness? I miss hanging out with you guys. I guess I’ll just have to third wheel it now.”

“Sounds good to me. Come make your plate.” You say heading to your kitchen to put your flowers in a vase.

Danny and Sam say a few words to each other and laugh, but you can’t hear it. Then they’re in the kitchen with you.

“Oh god. Fucking tofu Birdie?” Danny exclaims.

Sam chuckles. “Right?”

That now made two people that knew about you and Sam.

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