#IS THERE ROOM FOR ME IN THIS CLOWN CAR BESTIES?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!

[sunnydayroleplay]

Aight bestie.

Joseph fucking MC in Jack's costume.

The rest is up to you, go wild bestie lol

IHJFEVWHHJ RFWIN I AM BARKING BESTIE WOOF WOOF WE'RE WRITING IT This fic includes: Sending nudes, again, lots of potty mouth from the Sunny-Time Crew (OOC), Definite size difference, Make-Out Sess, Praise, Use of: Sunshine/Sunspot, Darling, Baby, Honey. You were at work, Joseph was at work. It was quite lonely for the both of you, and you had the most splendid idea. You went into the employee backroom, break-room, whatever you like to call it, and you went ahead to grab your phone from your back pant pocket. You open up your messages between you and Joseph . You thought "Fuck it, I'm bored" and you sent him a photo of your beautiful self. Without some articles of clothing. You send it. Waiting for Joseph to reply. Now in Joseph's point of view, they had just finished recording another episode, and he was still in costume. He was scrolling on his phone, his co-workers and other members of the Sunny-Time Crew we're having a blast, all of them with a lit cigarette in his hand. Joseph leaned against their table, his jaw flew open, as his face began turning a little red. Everyone seems to take notice, and asks some questions. Joseph flung his head around, turning off his phone, and shoving it in his pocket. "Hey now Joey, you alright?"

"Yeah! I'm fine. Sorry." "My, my. One of them mommas send you a pic of their machinery?"

"Wh-what! No, I don't even know how they would ge-"

"Joe, a man don't get no flustered by lookin' at theys phone to say it was nothin'."

"But I-"

"And I refuse to believe you actually have a nice guy or gal waitin' at home for ya."

"Hey now darlin', you never know what kinda fella Joseph can reel in his rod."

"Yeah, it's not like he ain't fine. We all wouldn't have any jobs if that was the case."

"Don't back-track now, Mister! I still wanna know what or who made our little baby-man so flustered n' mustered up!"

"It's nothin' you guys. Listen I'll be back, I gotta make a phone call."

"Aww shiiiiit! Finally our lil' Jojo got sent some gears and bolts of one of those fine baby mommas! Joseph does have some fine ma'am or sir waitn' for him!~ Look at him go, he's doin' his speedwalk! Now yer know he's rushin' to reply!"

"Well call me cloudy with a heavy chance of rain, I never knew our Joey could do such a thang....Now who do you think it is?"

"Mrs. Stephens! She's always grindin' her heel every chance she gets! And Joey gives her plenty of 'em."

While the crew chatted away under the presumption that Joseph found a wonderful mother to bless, Joseph hid away in a rest-room, locking the door behind him. He pulled out his phone to inspect the image you had sent him closely, and he was not disappointed. Boy, he had to get home, and he had to get home now. He rushed out, swiftly grabbing his one bag, wallet and keys. Not even bothering to get out of costume. "H-Hey! Joe, what are ya doin?"

"I'll be back tomorrow."

"But th-, ne-nevermind, just bring it back clean." "Go Joe! Get that baby-makin' pussy!" And with that, he was gone. He hopped into his car, and made his way to speed over to you. By then you were already home, finally someone wanted to do their shift, if not on time. You were sitting comfortably in your room, scrolling on your phone, where you heard a few foot-steps from outside it. "Joseph! I didn't except ya to come home so early!"

You heard large thumps come by your room and open the door, shutting it behind. He makes his way in a primary color fashion, prancing on top of you. The bed sinks, and you suddenly feel very small with this very big man on top of you. He leans down to kiss your soft lips. You slowly try to sit up, you wrap your arms around his shoulders, Your hands in that blue, surprisingly soft hair of his. You wonder why he came home in that, but hey, questions, not complaints. The two of you passionately kiss, Joseph's hands slowly trickle down your body as you kiss this clown-looking man, Smudging make up as you passionately make out. My, it was something. "C'mon honey, I'll make sure you have a sunny-time~" He glares into your reflective eyes, as his hands interlock with yours, and he slowly begins to unbuckle his smiling belt. He throws it on the floor, along with those dark colored pants of his. He goes back on top of you once more, you grind onto his clothed cock, your face reddening as you bite your tongue. "Settle down, sunshine, we'll get there in a moment~" "But I want to get there now~" You whine. You begin to wrap your legs around his sides, your feet resting on his back. He picks you up by gripping your outer thighs, and pulls you in much closer. You can feel how hard his cock is, because it's so close to where yours is.

"Sunspot~ Like I said, we'll get there in a moment~ I gotta treat that nice and beautiful body of yours right after-all~!" He giggles, slowly taking off your shirt, as he flings it across the room, leaning down to kiss your stomach, all the way to your jawline. You pull on his hair, yank it off and throw it away along with all the other costume pieces. Oh, the make-up department is gonna kick his ass when he comes back in later. But it'll all be worth it. "You tease me too much~" You quietly moan out. His soft normal colored hair blooms back out, as you mess it up the slightest.

"Darling, I may tease you, but you enjoy it~" After successfully taking off all your clothes, then and only then does he take off his boxers. His fully erect cock springing back into action.

"You ready, baby?~"

You gently cusp his face with both of your hands, kissing his forehead. "Will you stop askin' questions and just put your dick inside me already?" "Alright, I ain't gon' be gentle." After you had your fun, even though you both maybe failed the goal of "fuckin' till daylight". Ya still had fun. It was the next day, Joseph came in, looking like he was attacked. He wasn't joking when he said that it wasn't going to be gentle. My his hair was in a wreck, his neck, collarbones and shoulders covered in hickeys and scratches. Smudged make-up smearing off from his lips. Yeah his co-workers would ask him non-stop who fucked him, and the department is going to beat the living hell out of him, my my was it all worth it.

#jacktor #sdj jack #sdj jacktor #sdj joseph #swwsdj #sunny day jack #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack roleplay #sunny day jack joseph

[kennyomegasweave]

I'm finally starting Episode 4. I've put it off cause I know Nueng yells at Palm and I didn't want to have to be hateful about him being rude to my man, but I know I must. Onwards to my live thoughts. 

Oh this fucking asshole dad. "Look at my son's condition, he was in the hospital!" Well your son is a bitch and he only has one bruise. What a weak ass bitch to need to be in the hospital after that.

Again I ask. Why doesn't Palm have a tie? Is it cause he's poor? Can he not afford a tie? Nueng get him a tie!

SORTA HANDHOLDING. Whee. It's been two minutes. I'm already overcome.

Not Chopper and Nueng both looking all cute when hearing about about Chinese I love you. Aww Nueng is really out here like "I wanna do this project with Palm." Who is currently suspended and not even present. That's so cute.

Chopper babe, your dad is shady as hell, and possibly killed your uncle, but if he didn't, I'm guessing he wants you to learn to shoot cause you MIGHT be in danger. Your uncle was straight up murdered in an alley and no one knows who did it.

NUENG CREEPING WHILE PALM WASHED THE CAR. I SEE YOU. Once again, I know Nueng because I am Nueng.

My bestie has said many times she wants to get business cards that say "she gay dude stop it lol" to hand out at the bar when she's with me. This is relevant because I feel someone needs to slide one to Maggie and just cross off the s.

Not Nueng doing a threepeat with his eyes looking at shirtless Palm. As always, same bestie. NOT NUENG PASSING INTO PALM'S ROOM TWO INCHES AWAY FROM HIS FACE.

PALM WASN'T JUST SHIRTLESS HE'S IN A TOWEL??? OKAY NUENG OKAY BITCH.

NUENG. Your room is small, my room is big, you should move upstairs. First, you may as well have said "my bed is a California king." Also you know Palm's dad would never let him move upstairs. He's downstairs with the help baby.

Nueng really just keeps trying to blur the lines between employee and employer and Palm is trying to keep his place while also being thirsty as hell. My poor baby. Pour one out for Palm because he is in a hard place, no pun intended.

I do not like this "your number is dead" possible foreshadowing. I swear I thought the director said this wouldn't have a happy ending but they also got an Our Sky episode? So now I am all confused.

Aww Chopper and Nueng having cousin bonding. Let's be honest, neither of these kids want the family business. This is the tragedy.

Maggie is so cute and sweet and I know she just has a crush but baby it's not gonna work out. We need to continue playing Jonny McGovern's Don't Fall In Love With A Homo (A Song For The Ladies) for her until she understands.

So the song of this episode is gonna be Jealous by Nick Jonas because Nueng is already starting to act like an ass because he's mad about Maggie, who again, Palm don't want.

Oh this story is cute but again I don't like the possibly foreshadowing about lovers being separated but still in love. Nueng really puts his face all up in Palm's. Sir. Calm down. Talking about giving a reward while two inches away from another man's face. Sir. Sir please.

Chopper is my right hand arm man, my everything, my best friend, my confidant, my silly rabbit. And he's looking a whole clown over Ben. This is not endearing Ben to me. "I like those who are similar to me." OH GET FUCKED BEN. You've said that twice now and it's not cute. "Who wouldn't like you?" Chopper I want you to love yourself, I want you to want more for yourself, I want you stop caring about this boy and the fucked up part in his hair.

Palm is really praying over their paper. Baby just wants to get a good grade for Nueng because, let's be honest, he doesn't care about school. Was he even in it before? He was working on a boat.

I cannot stand Ben. And I need Nueng to do better. Nueng's face when Ben gave him that paper? How the fuck did Ben push past that? Why the fuck did Nueng let him? This is just embarrassing for everyone. I'm embarrassed. I can't decide if Ben is just that much of a cringefail 17 year old with a crush that he's just pushing ahead or if he's shady and I don't like that.

See this kiss is godawful and Nueng doesn't seem into Ben at all, but they did the heartbeat noise when they held hands that they earlier did when he was checking out Palm in a towel and so I genuinely think I'm supposed to think this is a real triangle*. And I don't understand. I DON'T UNDERSTAND. * - I want to say quad for my boy Chopper's sake but I don't feel that's going well right now, lol

Nueng you cannot mack on Ben and then be mad Palm doesn't want to talk to you. You don't get to do that. Oh mY GOD. Palm's reaction to that kiss. The boy is in deep deep. NUENG HOW CAN YOU BE UPSET PALM SAW. Palm is breaking my heart. Straight up. They are both dumb but I understand Palm, he's the one at a social disadvantage here and Nueng is just straight up refusing to acknowledge that.

Oh Nueng sitting up in that bathtub with that expression thinking about Palm. I know my man had ~fun 🍆🍆🍆~ in that tub.

Ben said "I thought you wouldn't talk to me after that day" about kissing Nueng. And he said that earlier to Chopper. If this means Ben made a move on Chopper and he reacted poorly, I will scream. I will stand with my cancelled wife Chopper but I will be prepared to soften on Ben. lol

Nueng is just getting white girl wasted and that never ends well. Where did Ben go? Like genuinely why is he letting his boyfriend get white girl wasted in a jealous rage? Oh Nueng don't do this in front of Maggie. In front of everyone. Oh see I'm not as mad at Nueng here now I'm like absolutely sad for him. Although my heart hurts for Palm too. 

Oh this shit escalated like really fast? Dear lord. Isn't this a party for the olds? Palm is straight up coughing blood. Nueng is having a panic attack and puking. They're reaching for each other and like I just genuinely don't understand how this happened? The party seemed chill? It wasn't even a house party? Thailand is wild. Again though I ask, where did Ben go? Did I miss him saying bye? I might have, but if I didn’t, this is one more time Nueng has got his ass beat while Ben was MIA. Suspicious.

Okay the preview. Ben def has a homophobic dad and, coupled with how I think Chopper might have acted a fool in the past, I'm feeling bad for him? I still need him to understand that Nueng Does. Not. Want. Him. But like damn.

I am genuinely so into this show, but now I’m like well damn maybe Ben isn’t like 100% terrible? And ugh. But also he may still be? And I just really need Palm to just straight up yell at Nueng. Like just let it all out baby. I know he can’t, but ugh. Nueng really needs like several reality checks, but he’s wealthy so I’m not sure how that’s gonna happen? I’m so ready for tomorrow and the next episode. Bring it on. 

#never let me go #regular clyde #live thoughts bitches #I am so invested in this show #this is amazing #this episode was bonkers #that ending came out of fucking nowhere #straight up RKO OUTTA NOWHERE

[postcards-to-home]

Letting Go: 2023

‘Have you taken a look at your old posts?” Yes, sort of, thats kind of what brought me to dig that password out again to make a post. “Well read them again. They’re pretty…inspirational actually. Truly. Just please do it.”

Shape of You/ Ed Sheeran

Fitting 9 people deep into a 5 seater Toyota Fitz at 2 am was not how I anticipated starting the year off. Riding the center console with all the windows rolled up I wondered out loud who the hell was sober enough to drive this thing back to the Aruba Beach Club? Last I recalled we had closed Ricardo's down after slamming over 100 beers in 3 hours, with a unanimous cry from the bartenders, ``You guys broke the record of the most beers ever consumed in one shift.``We’d managed to hit downtown, with chaos tailing closely behind us until open signs flickered off. Someplace between the Ritz and Hilton we huddled on the beach forming a semi circle around a fat Dutchmaster with our fingers cupping the flame of a single lighter. The waves trickled below the pier we stood on as we watched the boats pass between Venezuela and our tiny island of Aruba. Leave it to D-rock to get weed immediately after passing through customs. As a gang of cousins, It was a first for us to all be together overseas. There was peace between us all as we star gazed, except for Tyler filming himself in the background talking about "getting his bag" and "visiting the red-light district". Good Ole Frank shoved us into the clown car half dead at 3 am managing to hit every speed bump he could until we crash landed at the ABC hotel. Jason never made it out of bed the next day and Frank managed to be at the pool by 9. I understand entirely how we are family after that joy ride.

Im Good (Blue) // David Guetta & Bebe Rexha

Trips with family are always special and I wish I could have had that same feeling I had cruising down the Aruban highway at 3am as I did in Las Vegas this year for my Bachelorette party. While It didn’t pan out that way that I had pictured in my mind, those that made the journey sure did make me smile. The trip itself panned out so far in the other direction I actually wondered if anyone would give a shit about that one time I had 3 vodka cranberries on a vintage casino tour where I took pictures of the retro shag rugs with cowboys on them and fell asleep by 10pm sharp. It was the same trip in which I got to dress up like a bedazzled flamingo and had all my besties shower me with love, something I can't be thankful enough for. They had the ball literally dropped on their heads and they managed to keep moving forward with my happiness as the focus. It wouldn't have been a "Nicole" Trip if I didn't make a fool of myself at least once. I realized after I got off the elevator that my underwear were in fact tucked into the outside of my shirt with the worst part being I was 100% sober. Despite no one winning thousands of dollars or managing to buy a lap dance we did trek through the desert in a hot pink jeep and that was the highlight of the entire trip.After that, we flew home, we threw out anything that had to do with those that hurt us intentionally and we let that shit go.

When I grow up // The pussycat Dolls

Fast Car// Luke Combs

The year snowballed, and if I may, I’d like to address the elephant in the room. I’ll save everyone the details but I hope this is the last year of my life I have to experience the sudden violent interjection of a fentanyl overdose once again and the familiar destruction it brings. I hope those reading never have to live with seeing your family crowded around the kitchen window sobbing as you see your uncle bent over, dead on the sofa from a coke overdose.Upsetting and startling to read? Yes, but at least he wasn't found crumpled in a ball on the bathroom floor like his son was.  It was of no surprise to receive the news, still tragic no less. It's the one time in my life I wish my intuition was wrong. My mom reminded me I’d called it,emphasizing the need to never tell her in advance when my spidey senses tell me things are going to go south with someone. I had no memory of telling cousin Robert this in January but he wasted no time reminding everyone I knew this would happen before it happened. Jay and I spoke to the officer at the scene on a first name basis hearing “This is the 9th one this week.” It clicked there standing in the rain that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, something I said to Tommy at 9 years old. He was pretty pissed to hear that back then as a 15 year old delinquent. Yet here I am breathing and his ashes are now somewhere in the Moab desert, Schaghticoke, with bitch face and gram down at the cemetery in Cohoes . It was bad enough we buried aunt Ona next to Gram on Thursday but having to go back on Friday to bury Jr in the adjacent plot the following day was just simply too much for us. Maybe we all should have taken those free narcans Grandma Debbie was giving out two Decembers ago that she got from the county jail. But I'll let that thought go.

Way of the Truine God// Tyler Childs

There came a point in the year where pounding the pavement felt like second nature. Work, farm, picking, shows, repeat.Toggling google maps and driving down back country roads into no mans land had me thinking I was pioneering my own adventure.But then standing outside some abandoned house, freezing in line with #27 stuffed in my back pocket I would wonder , is this even fucking worth it? Somewhere close by a  grouchy bastard cranked a heater next to me mumbling about the cast iron pan he wants at the sale. “Cheap thrills” Id giggle sifting through some dead person's Attic knee deep in a mouse house. I drove chaotically through the tri-county region slinging antiques, singing reggaeton of all things at the top of my lungs, driving down 787 doing 90 in a 65mph. We  trucked car loads of plants to antique shows this year all thanks to Dad, Jay mom and Toni. Success is easy when you have a mini squad of family cheering you on the sidelines, willingly sacrificing Saturday mornings to unload trailers at 7am. I was living the dream and my heart would explode on the good days. On the bad days I’d doubt myself but maybe it was willpower, or just simply my spirit throttling my vessel screaming “ You’ve got this,” but It all worked out the way either way.I let my doubt go.

Just Breathe// Pearl Jam

I understood the meaning of family even more when Jimmy and I were sipping Vodka sodas at the Saratoga Civic Center watching Marissa cross the stage for her high school graduation. Somewhere in between slow sipping and clapping Jen lost her large $1 Mcdonalds diet coke all over the venue floor.Poppy with no hearing aids stood by with judgment in his eyes while I took “Obituary” pictures. He wondered out loud "What the hell is going on," but his voice was lost in the crowd and he couldn't give damn.

Just like we did 7 summers ago, we took that first ride out to college for move in day except this time it was Marissa's turn.We dropped  Marissa off at college just two weeks shy of Jay and I’s wedding wondering what would transpire in the two weeks before her return. We conspired how her first term would go over chili and chicken tenders at the only bar in town. I heard alot of bitching about leaving a purse behind a dumpster and “I need a fucking smoke.” between gram and pops. With a black coffee and fresh pack of reservation grade cigs, poppy and I hit the road home from SUNY Morrisville. Believe it or not pops spent the entire two hours chatting about the past in a way I never knew he was capable of. I'll never see him the same way again, and i'm content with it. We started out with “ I dont believe in god so when I'm gone just do whatever makes you guys feel good,” and ended with “ I’m glad we got to talk to Nicole, I really liked it. I still don't believe in God but I believe you speak to my mom in your dreams and I can’t explain that.” It was an entire short novel of everything I ever wanted to know explained all at once leaving me with sentiments of peace.

Drive//Alan Jackson

The pivot towards happily ever after did not commence until walking back up the aisle to catch a drink in my hand.  What a magical day we had. Chalking the day up in my mind I anticipated something far less significant than what had actually happened, simply put, a beautiful day. A day that was talked about with anxiety and ten tons of stress for nearly two years straight, amassing to a single day of blissful drinking surrounded by LOVE and all our favorite people. It felt like our own movie premier, except it was the start our "New life". We had a crowd of family stare at us with tears of laughter in their eyes as we shared our first dance to Hootie and the Blow fish’s “Only wanna be with you." If you're wondering it was totally the wrong choice, last minute and we weren't nearly drunk enough to hide how mortified we were swinging each other round and round. Endless bouts of laughter rang throughout the entire night helping to deflect the thought that some of my favorite people in the world weren’t able to be in attendance that day. Despite the potential for rain as my dad predicted, the day was nothing but sunshine and bliss. A few people cried over their ex’s in the corner that I never saw while one guy went fishing in the pond catching a small mouth bass. Shortly after that he managed to drop an entire keg on his head leaving an egg sized welt on his forehead perfectly positioned for his headlamp to rest on. It all came to an end with everyone barefoot, slurring words in the barn at 2 am, muddy from drunkenly falling down the hill that the barn sat upon. With ruined dresses, we ran out of water and woke the next day with black feet and nothing but giggles. 

Galaxy// Quavo

Controversial to popular opinion, honeymoons are not easy breezy lemon squeezy and probably shouldn't be taken immediately after your wedding day unless you're prepared to melt from exhaustion prior to landing someplace thousands of miles from home. I will admit it was pretty cool to ride in a cop car through Newark airport while also being personally escorted through TSA all thanks to Josh. After that Jay and I tumbled fast, hitting EU soil with peak levels of bitchiness letting Mallorca test my zen before even getting there. European mannerisms are something we are still coming to terms with and my Spanish is still B2 at best despite Laura’s constant push for me to do more and be better. "Nico, you can do this, it will be easy, you know this." No one told me it was Catalonian Spanish..

If it weren't for Jason driving on 3 hours of sleep and a Xanax I'm not sure we would have survived the first 8 hours on the island (Ok I would have made it but it wouldn't have been an endless laugh).There is no other person on this earth I could imagine driving a fiat with into a plaza full of people..No one else I could picture driving down a one lane country rode with singing Quavos “Fuel Up” and crashing into a rock wall,forcing me to get out of the car and wave down a local for support. It would have been pretty awesome if a camera crew appeared to remind us of that moment of defeat when I bitchly slammed the car door in jays face, saying “STFU ill fix this,” while he sat defeated from the days series of unfortunate events. That tire was the only thing preventing us from entering an air-conditioned unit and I wasn't going to let my man melt away. Senior Tony came to the rescue after I waved him down through barbed fencing, letting me into his gated home to ask in Spanish for support along with his wifi password. All that to find out the parking break was jammed and our rental house had timed AC of 1 hour a day from 3-4am. 

Still,there's no person other than Jay i’d rather crash our vespa with in deadstop traffic just moments before returning the rental. Jay and I are what romcoms are made from. We lived it, we survived and we laughed the entire ride down the one lane mountain rode in one piece. We trash talked the guy with "Love” tattooed on his neck that told jay to never ride a vespa again because he's never been so scared in his life to watch a man ride one like jay.Jay's also the guy I can always count on to make friends with the black girls with the speaker and meet random townies at the bar with. His energy is truly unmatched. Bless his heart for picking me, his one beer queer that pees in dirt parking lots at 10pm on our honeymoon to live with the rest of his life.

6PM en Mallorca/ Eladio Carrion

There would be days where I was simply vibrating with the need to do it all at once and then some on an empty stomach and a few energy drinks. Healthy wasn't on my radar so I suffered the consequences. It shouldn't have been shocking to learn I was diagnosed with HSP (Highly sensitive person) but to be simply put, it felt like someone gave me the answer I’d been looking for my whole life. Jokingly, I now had an excuse for my hangry episodes, dramatic mood drops and inability to tolerate social outings for longer than 2.5 hours before committing an Irish goodbye home to charge my social battery. Swan would say “Hey Nicole, hows your HSP these days,” like an asshole and we’d all laugh at the thought of me actually having a real life crisis and not something I exaggerated. With this revelation I was mildly pissed because it meant Taylor was sort of right in saying I was autistic all those years ago. While she was sneaking cookies in her sock drawer, feeding her 8 month pregnant belly on the o there side of our shared wall, she screamed at me I was autistic because I didn’t care for loud noises or her shitty attitude. On the spectrum or not, I'll let that go too.

Seasons change and things wound down. It's January as I write this with my health intact along with everything else in my mental portfolio. I've stopped hearing from my manager “ Nicole Im worried about your mental health, maybe you should take time off.”  and instead I'm hearing from those around me “Congratulations" and "you should feel so proud." I am proud actually, its a new feeling. I learnt a lot of lessons this year but ultimately it boils down to one simple message that applies to every facet of our existence: Light & Love. Thats it.

As long as youre striving to be as close to light and love as possible, whatever that is for you, then it will all work out in the end. And It really has. My whole life feels lighter just knowing as long as I gravitate towards genuine love and goodness, all good things will follow and come back.

  "The whole universe is always about love and when it isnt about love its about the absence of love."

Thanks for reading,

NRCM

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#pch18

[puroalgarete]

TASK 30

Thir13teen Questions:

1. What were you most afraid of as a child?

As a child I was most afraid of my foster homes, and falling asleep. Every new home brought new torture, and every time I fell asleep I was afraid I would be woken up by a foster parent doing things to me. - Lilly

2. What experience did you wish you never had to go through in life?

Whether to live with my father in Ireland, or live with my mother in Los Angeles when I was young. - Harrison

3. Do you feel that people really see you for who you really are?

Only a select few will ever see me for who I really am past the bad bitch surface, and that's perfectly fine with me. - Saber

4. If you died unexpectedly, who would take care of your funeral arrangements?

Maribelle - wouldn’t trust anyone but my bestie. My mum would make the day about her and frankly she might be a bit gaudy in taste for my liking. - Zoey

5. If you got sued, what would it be for?

Enforcing a contract. Because you know, Ellie gotta keep her shit in order. - Eloise

6. When was the moment, you realized Santa wasn't real?

I can tell you right now I was beyond devastated. I was 9 years old and my cousin was staying with us and he was always a jerk to me since I was younger. He decided to spy on me writing my letter to Santa and kneeling at the window seat in my room "talking" to Santa. He started to laugh and when he came into my room he took my letter and laughed just shouting how I was a big baby believing Santa was real and how he was never real just a myth that my parents made up. I was in tears for hours on end. It took a lot of damage control from my parents? - Charley

7. If you were trapped in a sinking car with a few of your closest friends and they were injured, would you bother to save them and risk drowning or would you save yourself and risk them dying?

Save them and risk dying. - Illyana

8. How long do you think it took you to finally realize who you really were as a person?

Umm, I guess when i roughly… 24, a year after my wife died. I had always been brought up to think and live a certain way. It wasn’t until I had my kid and was single again that I could finally just figure who I am and that the path you take in life doesn’t have to be pavement. - Sejun

9. Are you living the life you've always wanted or do you feel like you're living a lie?

Yes and no. I feel like I *am* living the life I've always wanted but I still feel like *something* is missing. - Cassian

10. A dealer running from the cops slips several bags of coke into your coat pocket to evade arrest, you don't notice. Then police dogs target you as the suspect. How would you react?

This is a hard question to be honest. Well how I would react would totally depend on if Waverly was with me or not because my first priority is always my child and doing whatever I need to do to make sure that she is safe. If she was with me then I would remain as calm as I can because if I’m calm then so is she. I would make sure that someone would be there to get her just in case and even if she wasn’t with me my first priority is and will always be to know that she is taken care of. - Nicola

11. What was a nightmare you had constantly as a child?

Oh goodness this one hits home. Because I just had the nightmare. I'm sitting in my bedroom and then here comes Pennywise the clown out of my closet and he starts chasing me and I just keep running and there is no way out of my room the door keeps getting farther and farther away and then when I trip I suddenly wake up. - Frankie

12. You come home after a fun night out, completely drunk and find a dead body in your bed, they most definitely didn't die by natural causes. Your room is a complete mess yet there is no forced entry. What do you do?

Fuck if I was drunk and that happened I probably wouldn't care and just get in bed with it. Haha because I don't always know what I am doing while being drunk but then again I would also wonder if I was the one who put it there. - Jaylan

13. Who was your first real heartbreak and what did you learn from that experience?

His name was Ethan and he was my first kiss. I learned that sometimes you should just go for it. - Gabe

[alethiometry]

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[mountswhore]

hi bestie, i saw that you're looking for halloween request so i was wondering if you could do one with mason where him and the reader are dating but the reader is doing erasmus and when she came back, mason is already in the training for the england team so the reader decides so surprise him at the st. george's park and since it's almost halloween she dress up like a clown. i had this idea bc of this video (https://youtu.be/R4leV6khIIQ) hope it makes sense :)

𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 — mason mount

summary: you and mason had been long distance for a few months, and you'd decided to spend your halloween break coming to scare him at work.

notes: requests are open, ask away!

“I miss you,” Mason sighed into his phone, fiddling with the ring on his middle finger. You’d bought him it for his birthday, with your initials engraved on the inside. And he’d gotten you a similar one for your birthday shortly after. Currently, the pair of you were long-distance. You were studying in America, whilst Mason was home working. He’d always offered to come and visit, but you refused, not because you didn’t want to see him but because you didn’t want him to spend his only time off travelling.

“I miss you more, I’ll ask my classmates when our next break is.” You commented, quietly zipping your suitcase up, hoping your friends surrounding you weren’t giggling too loud. “I’m still not used to their semester breaks, but the moment I figure it out, I’ll tell you.”

“Good. Hopefully it’s in time for halloween in a few days, Ben is having a party,” Mason laughed, remembering the conversation they had during training yesterday about costumes, “he thinks we should go as a famous bimbo and himbo. He said it fits us well.”

“Tell Ben he won’t have to paint bruises and cuts onto his body this Halloween,” you giggled back at your boyfriend, “I’ll do it all for him.”

Mason let out a chuckle, watching an England trainer signal him over again. “I have to go, but I hope to see you very soon.”

“Me too.”

“You’re gonna miss your flight.” Your friend, Macy, groaned, her thick american accent was something you’d gotten used to over the past few months. You’d been surrounded by purely Americans for four months, only hearing the familiar British accent from Mason whenever you facetimed him. He’d always laugh at how funny your accent had become, it sounded like a horrible impression of a British accent now.

“God, I can’t wait for this,” you squealed, getting into your friend's car before being driven to the airport. You’d had this planned for a week or so now, roping Declan into it and praying he didn’t spill like he usually did. The boys were at England training for a while, which meant Declan would be there to witness your scare.

“He’s always scaring everyone, so he won’t expect this.” You mentioned to Macy, still fiddling with the ring on your finger. You missed Mason, but this was the perfect plan to surprise him, and scare him for Halloween. You’d packed some clothes for your week-long stay, as well as your costumes. One to scare Mason with, and one for Ben’s party.

Declan had allowed you to stay at his, Lauren being just as excited to watch this all unfold. She was squealing as she let you into her home, making you comfortable in the guest room. "I'll be making sure Dec is recording."

"Absolutely," you replied, now comfortable on the couch beside Lauren, "Mason doesn't scare easy though."

"I'm sure he'll be terrified when the scary clown pulls their mask off and he sees his long-distance girlfriend." Lauren commented.

That night, you could barely sleep. Sure, you were excited to be scaring Mason for once. But you'd be seeing him too. For the first time in months and it was going to be hilariously special. You wondered how he'd react; would he end up crying? Would he laugh and hug you? Would he kiss you in front of everyone? You needed your mind to shut off, as you had a big day tomorrow, but Mason, as always, was stuck in your head.

"Rise and shine," Lauren sung, handing you a mug as you sat up in the guest bed, "let's get you ready. I'm driving you there, because your car is all the way in America still." You giggled as you sipped your tea, more than excited to scare Mason, as well as the halloween party tonight.

You'd done your usual makeup, and your hair tied tightly into a bun. Now, all you had to do was put on the costume. Lauren had taken a few photos of you and sent them to Declan, as a reminder that it was happening soon. "Let's get going then."

You'd walked around SGP sneakily, trying to avoid the training pitch as much as possible. You'd gotten Declan to make all the trainers and staff aware of what you were doing, so they didn't think you were an intruder. You had snuck into the building, walking past their dressing rooms and various other rooms. Finally, you'd decided to make your move onto the pitch. The boys were all busy listening to their trainer, Declan spotting you as you crept up behind Mason, grabbing his phone to film. The man could barely keep the smile from his face.

As your hands hit your boyfriend's shoulders, he jumped and looked behind him, laughing it off with the group before furrowing his brows at the mask. Usually they reveal themselves after the scare, but you hadn't.

"Who is it?" Mason asked, still a light tone in his voice as he laughed, reaching for the mask. And you'd let him take it off, to reveal your face.

He had choked on his own breath, arms instinctively bringing you into a hug. His face reddened, he was pushing his head into your shoulder to hide his glassy eyes. "Hey, you."

"I can't believe you're here." He mumbled into you, holding you tighter.

"I can't believe the squeak that came out of your mouth when I scared you," you laughed, pulling away to look at him, and he sported an shy face.

He'd pulled you in for another hug, this time you were buried into his chest, and you finally took him all in. Jokes aside, you missed him and finally had him back in your arms, even if it was only for a few days.

#mason mount blurb #mason mount x reader #mason mount smut #mason mount imagine #mason mount #money mase #mase #mason mount request #mason mount one shot

[frankiekatt]

Wowy hii, saw that you're writing for slasher, so here I am!

Can I plz have some hcs about any slashers with s/o, but their s/o is a literal gremlin, like they're not serious at all, always joking and annoying people around, but sometimes might be quite soft and quiet.

Thank you and have a nice day! ❤️

This was fun to write lmao

Warnings: Sexual harassment, NSFW, murder, blood, canabilism

Characters: Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Billy Lenz, Stu Macher, Michal Myers

Slashers With An S/O That Never Takes Anything Seriously:

Thomas Hewitt:

Thomas is a little overwhelmed by your personality at first.

He’s a quiet and reserved man who’s never had any kind of friends, so goofiness and jokes can make him feel uneasy at first.

But!! He gets used to everything very quickly!!!

Thomas loves everything about you and he finds you to be incredibly charming.

He can get a little anxious when he sees you annoying Hoyt because he doesn’t want his uncle to do anything bad to you in irritation/retaliation.

Your jokes are always a stress reliever for him, since he spends most of his days in a dark basement, surrounded by blood and gore. Your humor just shines a little bit of light on his day, and he loves you for that!

While Luda Mae and Hoyt might not like the fact that you never take anything seriously, Thomas finds it relieving. At the beginning of your relationship, Thomas was terrified of losing you because he thought you would be terrified of all screams, murder, and cannabilism, but he was pleasantly surprised to see that you didn’t pay much mind to it.

Thomas’ family mostly saw you as a clown, but Thomas could only ever look at you as the brightest ray of sunshine that has ever graced his life.

After all, he was the only one that saw your softer side.

Your soft and quiet side mostly shone through during the evening. Something about the sunset and cicada chirping calmed your heart.

You would often take Thomas by the hand and lead him outside to sit on the front porch with you, so the two of you could cuddle and watch the sunset together.

Thomas was always so used to your voice, because you loved to talk about anything and everything, so your temporary quiet nature was new, yet comforting.

During these moments, there didn’t need to be any talking between the two of you. You deep emotional bond allowed you both to communicate through actions.

You would lay your head on Thomas shoulder, stroking his chest, and Thomas would wrap his big arms around your smaller frame, resting his masked cheek against the top of your head.

This was Thomas’ way of saying, “I love you, you’re the best thing in my life,” and your way of saying “I could never live without you.”

Bo Sinclair:

:|

You’re gonna annoy the fuck out of this boy

Sometimes you both wonder how the two of you even got together, but the nights you and Bo spent pleasuring each other, going round after round, reminded you both how. (Your both just sexy okay its that simple)

Bo was a serious guy, so he was a little miffed that he was always the one having to take the lead in everything since you just couldn’t stop making a joke out of everything.

Sometimes you would actually make him really irritated due to your tendency to irk people endlessly, so he would have to step away to cool off and blow off some steam.

Sometimes he would yell at you in anger, which always made him feel like shit after, so he tended to stalk off to his shop to calm down before speaking to you.

You would have to go see him a couple hours later to wrap your arms around him from behind and shyly apologize to him.

He favored these moments the most.

Your voice quieter than usual, focusing on just him, touching him gently.

He would always accept your apologies, of course, and would let you know by kissing your lips softly.

Bo liked to take advantage of your softer side by lifting you up by your waist and setting you on the hood of whatever car he had been working on and kissing down your neck.

As revenge, Bo liked to draw out his teasing as long as possible. Kissing down your neck, chest, stomach, massaging your pussy through your skirt, palming your breast roughly.

It gets to a point where you just have to tell him, “Bo, I need you to fuck me.”

And he would oblige.

He would take you right then and there, on the hood of the car.

The metal beneath you was always shockingly cold, making you shiver against Bo’s chest.

“You cold, Darlin,” Bo would ask teasingly as he pulled your panties off. “Don’t worry, I’ll warm you right up.”

He would spend hours licking your pretty pink pussy if he could. He licks and sucks and kisses your most intimate part until you're shaking and crying above him, begging him to fuck you sensless.

After he’s satisfied with your helplessness, he’ll lean back up and ram himself inside of you. There have been many nights where he has taken you gently and slowly in his garage, holding your hand with every thrust, kissing your sweet lips to quiet your whimpers, but tonight was different. There was a primal need shared between you two. Bo wanted to let his frustrations on through loving you, and you wanted to be taken hard and fast.

When the two of you are done, you lounge around inside the car to catch your breath, holding hands. Everything seems so perfect.

Until-

“Hey, Bo? What did the toaster say to the slice of bread?”

“.....”

“I want you inside me! Eh ha ha..”

:////

Lester Sinclair:

!!!!!

You like constantly joking and never taking things seriously? He does too!!

Lester would find you absolutely hilarious. Every joke you cracked would have him doubling over in laughter. Which would make you double over in laughter. Which would make Lester laugh harder, because now you both have the giggles and both of your laughs are just too infectious.

Everytime the two of you would go to Ambrose to visit his brothers, you guys would annoy the hell out of Bo and Vincent. Bo just wants to be left alone to work in his shop but instead he’s stuck listening to you tell a 40 minutes story about how you burnt dinner last night.

And Vincent just wants to be left alone to paint and sculpt but instead he’s here listening to Lester crack jokes that are a.) not funny and b.) don’t make any sense. -_-

Your and Lester’s trailer is always filled with so much love and laughter and the two of you could not be any happier.

You both have your own soft and quiet moments that hit at random times.

Sometimes it happens when the two of you are play fighting in the living room, howling with laughter. You both fall to the floor, wrestling and giggling until the both of you run out of breath and just gaze at each other as you lay on the carpet.

“You look so cute,” he giggles.

“No, YOU look so cute!”

“W-well!!! I love you!!”

“Uhm...well...I love you MORE.”

And it just turns into an argument about who adores the other more.

Billy Lenz (1974):

The perfect couple.

Literally.

The two of you are always joking around, cackling and goofing about every little thing.

Billy has finally found his soulmate and he could not be happier.

He two of you prank the sorority girls together, making sex sounds in unison to sound even more vulgar.

Everytime you crack a joke, you get worried Billy is joking because of how hard he’s laughing.

“Umm Billy you okay? It wasn’t even that funny.”

“HA haha...piggy makes me laugh...Billy loves your jokes.”

Needless to say, your relationship is filled with smiles, laughter, and praise.

Billy will tell you you’re the funniest person he’s ever met and he wants to keep you forever.

You tell Billy you love how much he laughs at your antics and that you can’t live without him.

It’s impossible to annoy Billy. It’s just not feasible.

Any time you try, he’ll just giggle and pat your head, telling you you’re his ‘favorite piggy ever.’

He LOVES when you annoy the sorority girls thoug!

Hearing you moan and squeal and speak so sexily vulgarly to Barb and Jess makes Billy so proud. And horny.

Almost all of your sexual encounters are filled with complete silliness.

Sometimes, however, the joking and cackling subside. The two of you will just be chilling, nothing else to do, and you just feel the need to profess your love for your boyfriend.

“I love you so much Billy.”

Billy will look startled at your sudden outburst, before he breaks out in a huge grin, launching across the room to tackle you into a hug.

“Billy loves you too! Billy loves you more than anything!!!”

Now the rest of your day will be spent in Billy’s arms, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

Stu Macher:

Match made in Heaven!

Stu loves to joke around.

He hardly ever takes anything seriously.

He annoys everyone.

And once he meets you? It's love at first sight.

The two of you are always in detention because you guys just cannot shut up in class. You are always disrupting something.

But you know what that means!

Detention dates <3

As long as the two of you together, Stu couldn't care less about where he was.

He and Billy appreciate your habit of not taking anything seriously because once the murders start occuring, you don't think too much about it, never asking questions or arousing suspicion around your boyfriend and his bestie.

When Billy had told Stu his plan to kill Sydney, and asked him if he was going to kill you as well, Stu’s heart sank.

He remembers when he was dating Tatum, just a few months ago, before he broke up with her for you, he had no qualms about killing her,

But you?

He loved you. You were his other half. The one person who understood him, who accepted him. He could never hurt you.

“Nah dude. I’m leaving her out of this.”

That night, he sneaks through your bedroom window to see you.

“Stu! (where the hell have you been loca) What’re you doing here?”

The sparkling smile you flash at him and the love swimming in your big, beautiful eyes makes him feel even guitler.

He feels bad that you’re dating a serial killer. He thinks you deserve better, but he would never let you go.

“Hey babe! I just missed you!”

You rushed over to him, dressed in kitty cat pajamas, and hugged him tight. He had only snuck through your bedroom window a couple of times before, and they had all been planned. Seeing him in your room as a surprise made your heart burst with happiness.

Stu led you to your bed and pulled you up onto his chest to cuddle you. It was late, and the both of you were tired. Stu just wanted to lay with you in silence, appreciating your presence.

You didn’t feel like releasing your usual high energy at the moment. Right now, you just wanted to fall asleep on your boyfriend’s chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.

Michael Myers:

Girl

Michael does not appreciate your antics.

Annoying him is easy, but you would never know that.

He keeps his emotions very private, so when he is annoyed he’ll just stalk away from you.

He does not think you’re funny :(

He does enjoy your quiet moments. He likes to come home when your energy is low.

He’s usually covered in blood when this happens, so you clean him up without cracking a joke which he appreciates.

You’ll turn on a movie for the both of you, and Michael lets you cuddle up with him.

He does like you, he just doesn’t want you to know that...

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[iwadori]

hii i saw ur taking requests and I wanted to ask if you could do a fic with the miya twins,suna and iwa comforting their s/o after they have a dream of them cheating on her? tysm!

Cheating Misunderstandings with the haikyu boys (Osamu,Atsumu)

Word Count:1.8K

Genre:angst,fluff

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AN: This was kind of on the lines of what you wanted, but I hope you enjoy it. Also you guys will see an ‘Empress appearance’ in this work....so don’t kill me.

Osamu:

You were walking to miya onigiri ready to pick up Samu to go home

But when you got to the front door you see Osamu in the shop winding touching another girl

You couldn’t see the girl or Osamu properly because of the angle you were at

But you wouldn’t say your eyes were decieving you, so you did what you should do turn on your heel and get out of there.

You were back at your apartment and you were fuming, you were at your desk and decided that distracting yourself with your mountainous amount of paperwork that you had for your job would be better than sitting down and stewing over watching your boyfriend cheat on you.

‘How long has this been going on,’ you thought to yourself ‘Who even is she? She can’t be a worker’ since you knew everyone that worked there and the manager Empress would definitely not let a worker get with Osamu since you were besties after all.

Distracting yourself, obviously didn’t work and you sent yourself into a spiral of social stalking, trying to find this girl. Which didn’t work, as you only saw her hair and her height which was around a foot shorter than Osamu’s. ‘Stupid Osamu’ you thought, how could he do this? Why would you do this?

You wanted to cry, you were going to cry. Outside you heard a car door shut, and looking out your window you saw Osamu walking out the car with his keys in his mouth and bags (presumably food) in his hand.  

You heard some knocking, well kicking at your front door and a light shout of “Babe, can you open the door my arms our pretty full here.” You didn’t answer, you didn’t even move cause you knew if you saw his face it’ll most likely be him saying ‘Y/N im sorry, but theres someone else’ the thought alone made you cringe. You were knocked out of your thoughts with again the kicking of the door and Osamu saying with a laugh “C’mon babe all you really gonna leave a guy stranded out here, ive got your favourite too and its going to get cold”

You reluctantly opened the door, not actually greeting Osamu and just going back to your room to pack away your paper work and close your laptop. To your surprise Osamu was behind you and gave you a quick kiss to your cheek, which you would usually smile and ease into but today you cringed and quickly moved. Making Osamu look at you with a side eye.

By time he was setteled in you were sitting down at the dinner table eating, with the sound of Gordon Ramsey’s Hell Kitchen filling your awkward silence. Osamu did try to speak to you but you always just responded with “yeah,” “sure,” or “maybe.” Short simple answers that Osamu definitely didn’t like.

When dinner was over and it was the time when you two usually watched a shitty reality tv show together, you decided to go to bed early to avoid any more awkward conversation with Osamu. But before you could clamber into bed, Osamu grabs your arm saying “Y/N, what’s wrong with you?”

“What do you mean Samu?” you say with a forced smile on your face even though he couldn’t see it, you just did so he didn’t see you start to tear up “nothing’s wrong with me.”

“Are you Y/N?”

“mhm” you murmured trying to shrug off his hold, you sniffled a bit (attempting to do it quietly) but he heard it.

“No y/n, what’s wrong can’t you just turn around.” The force of you pulling away and he pulling you close, left you falling onto your bed and the tears just started to fall. Osamu immediately crouched down to your eye line “whats wrong love?” he said with a tender voice.

You shook your head in response, “what’s wrong?? Please tell me Y/N.”

“Why would you do that to me?” you say your voice breaking as the tears streamed your face. Osamu started to panick seeing you cry.

“Do what Y/N, what do you mean?”

“You cheated on me? Was I not enough for you? Don’t you love me anymore.”

“Who Y/N!Who.?”

“You touched her, I saw you. I can’t believe you would do that. In public as well” you accused “How could you do that to me.”

“Y/N, baby listen I don’t know what you mean?”

“Don’t call me that Miya, you’re such a fucking liar oh my god.”

“Can you please explain to me what you’re talking about?”

“You. In the shop. I saw you, touching her” you say scowling saying the last line as if It was poisonous.

“In the shop? What do you-” a spark flashed in Osamus eyes before he stood up and started pulling you out the room “You need to come with me.”

“Miya, what are you doing? I’m not going anywhere with you.” you groaned

“Yes you are, and stopped calling me that.”  

He dragged you outside to his car and opened the door for you, standing expectedly waiting for you to get in. “Im not getting in,” you say folding your arms

“Oh yes you are. Just get in the car.”

“But im in my roblox pyjamas” you groaned again feeling like a child.

“And you still hot babe don’t worry” he said winking at you ushering you into the car “Just get in it’ll be a quick ride anyways.”

You pulled outside of onigiri miya and Osamu begin to drag you out again taken you to the office where the security cameras are. He did something on the community and pulled up a date and time which was the time you were at the store earlier.

Playing on the screen was the recording and the incident which you saw before, but this one was a differnet angle. You saw a girl walking one way and Osamu walking the over with a drink in his hand, him spilling the drink on her and cleaning her off with a paper towel. Which you thought was him groping and touching her.

Your cheeks heated up hard in embarrasment, as you realised how you acted and how you got it all wrong. You saw Osamu with a glint in his eye and smirk on his face and before he could say anything you said “Dont. Let’s get back to the car.”  

All was forgotten on your car ride home and you decided to discuss eachothers days (skipping out the ‘cheating’ part.) However after you watched you shows and finally gotten into bed, when Osamu was holding you right against his chest (so close where you could hear his heartbeat) he said, “Y/N, although we agreed to not talk about this incident...even though I will definitely be telling Empress, I just want to let you know that I will never even think about cheating on you let alone actually doing it, I love you so much that the idea of cheating is so uncomprehendable I don’t even want to think about it.”

“Love you ‘Samu, and I'm sorry for making this into a big old thing when I could’ve just asked you about it.” you say in response

“It’s okay babe,” he said kissing your forehead “It’s okay.”

Atsumu

You and Atsumu have been dating fairly recently meeting in your through your friend Empress who was the manager at Atsumu’s brother Osamu’s shop Onigiri Miya.

You’ve only been together 6 months and you’re ready to tell him that you love him

However you being the perfectionist that you are, wanted it to be perfect so of course you had to practice on friend, Empress’ boyfriend Hajime.

“Okay so go.”

“Atsumu, I think you’re a stand-up guy and you’re pretty cute can I love ya.” you said punching Iwa on the arm.

“Y/N, you can’t say that.” Empress said face palming.

“Okay, Atsumu I’ve fallen for you and I can’t get up?”

“No dad jokes Y/N.” Hajime said shaking his head

“Why theyre soo funny, what about Atsumu you’re a pain in my ass.” you said winking at Empress.

“Gosh Y/N! Take this seriously for once.” Hajime said blushing at your obvious innuendo.

“Well how did you two confess you undying love to eachother?” you asked and smiled at both their reactions, knowing that they definitely haven’t done that.

“Just say your confession Y/N,” Empress said rolling her eyes

“Okay Atsumu,” you said taking a deep breath “Ever since I met you after your brother spilt a drink on me at his shop and you tried to cheer me up with your terrible jokes I knew that you were the one for me. I love your passion, your drive your determination to make me feel better all the time even when I don’t need you too. I love being with you and I...”

Hajime looked at you expectedly, “I love you,” you said smiling “There I said it I love you!”

“Oh my gosh Y/N! That was so cute you should definitely sa-”

“What the fuck Y/N!” exclaimed a voice next to you “You love this clown.”

“Who are you calling a clown,” said Iwa squaring up to Atsumu making both you and Empress roll your eyes at the heeping testoterone filling the area.  

“Haji let’s go,” said Empress dragging her boyfriend away “and Y/N I'm pretty sure you two need to talk.”

When Hajime and Empress were an ear shot away, Atsumu looked at you with a glare. “So Y/N, is this what you’re doing now slu-”

“Don’t even go there ‘tsumu, you’re such an ass sometimes.” You say walking away “And by the way I was practicing with Iwa to say I fucking love you, you asshole.”

You already stormed off before Atsumu yelled, “Wait! You love me?”

“Of course I do you ass.” you say scowling.

Atsumu jogs over to you and says, “I love you too Y/N” he picks you up and tosses you about in the air, practically doing sommersaults, “Im so happy! Wait till I tell Osamu bout this he’s probably hasn’t told his girlfriend about this.”

“Babe, they’ve been dating for years” You said with a laugh “But go ahead ‘tsumu tell the world.”

“I’m sorry for misunderstanding things.”

“And...?”

“And I'm sorry for calling Iwa a clown, knowing he would definitely beat my ass.”

“And..?”

“And I'm sorry for being an ass.” he said with his head down.

“You are an ass Atsumu,” you said with a smile “But you’re my favourite pain in the ass.” You said winking at him making him burst out with laughter at your stupid innuedo.

Whenever Atsumu sees Osamu he tells him about how much you both love eachother, which always leads them into an argument about who has the better girlfriend and who loves their girlfriend more which always has you laughing.

AN: do you guys see the connection between the two?? Cause if you see the connection I’LL LOVE YOU FOREVER :3 Hope you guys enjoyed it, what do you guys think?

#haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyu angst #haikyuu fluff #haikyu x reader #haikyu scenarios #haikyu headcanons #haikyu #osamu and atsumu #atsumu headcanons #atsumu x female reader #atsumu x reader #osamu scenarios #osamu x reader #atsumu angst #atsumu fluff #atsumu scenarios #signedwithane😌

[hotdamnhunnam]

🎰🔪🧨 with Charlie himself. 🤞🏻

Thanks for your request for my Emoji Fic Fest! 💗

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Slut Machine

Pairing: Charlie Hunnam x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, Vegas shenanigans Word Count: ~1.5k Emoji Prompt: 🎰🔪🧨 (key words are in bold)

“Morning, sleepyhead.”

… Whose voice is that? Your senses are too hazy yet to process who it was or what he said. You blink your bleary eyes and wake up in an… unfamiliar bed. The sheets are a ridiculous resplendent red—must be a love motel or some shit—there’s a story as to how you ended up here but you find you can’t remember any of it. Sleep was so deep that you feel as if you’re waking from the dead.

When your eyes finally flutter open everything comes flooding back. You’re here in bed with Charlie Motherfucking Hunnam and the sight of his blue gaze and bright white grin gives you a goddamn heart attack.

You cover your face with your hands and groan out loud at just how mortified you are. Recalling how you’d made a clown out of yourself last night when you bumped into this million-dollar movie star. Literally bumped into him—till yesterday you never even knew him—you had just been crushing hard on him for years but he was always a completely unattainable celebrity. A girls’ trip brought you to Sin City; you and your besties were hopping casually from bar to bar, when you had stumbled clumsily straight into Charlie as he stepped out of his car.

You’d simply scurried off in that instant ‘cause he was too damn beautiful in person and your ass was terrified. But then bumped into him again soon after you both got inside. This time you had a full martini glass in hand and spilled its contents all across his shirt and thought you ought to help the man get dried. Decided then you really shouldn’t try to run away and hide.

You’d grabbed a bunch of napkins, dabbing at his chest and abs through the damp fabric as you nervously apologized for what happened. Your spastic wiping motions all across his chiseled muscles weren’t exactly very helpful with the spilled drink situation, as your brain cells were all absent in the face of heaven’s most stunning creation. Charlie said some shit about how bumping into you a second time wasn’t an accident. You were too hypnotized with lust to understand just what he meant.

He joked that you could make it up to him by winning him a jackpot at the slot machines. You told him shyly that the whole gambling thing isn’t quite your scene. Although he didn’t want to pressure you he asked you to indulge him in a night of fun—all kinds of shit you’d never done—let him take you out around Vegas to the wildest places you had never been.

It didn’t make sense that you felt so safe with him but hell you did. You were still sober by the time Charlie was coming onto you and all your girlfriends chanted do it do it do it! And the craziest night of your life began before you even knew it. Took you to his favorite high-stakes casino—then to seats in the front row at a big AEW Dynamite show—and then to some intense axe-throwing place that also offered knives and ninja stars and other shit to throw.

The best part of the night though… was of course when Charlie claimed you as his dirty little ho. The memory of it is vivid as you look up at him now and find that both of you are still stuck in the most mind-blowing afterglow.

***************

“No way that was your first fucking time throwing knives?!” Charlie shakes his blonde head in defeat as he walks you back out to the sweet car he drives. “Bitch I swear you’ve been doing this shit your whole life.”

You slide into the passenger seat while erupting in laughter. He’s so fucking butthurt that your aim was better than his because he’s a competitive smug little bastard. “Well I am an assassin specifically hired to take out insanely attractive actors… but I can assure you that wasn’t a factor.”

He closes the driver’s side door, turns the keys and the engine ignites in a smooth thrumming roar. “And by ‘take out’ you mean…?”

“It’s cute of you to ask but dinner and a movie isn’t really the assassin scene.”

He chuckles playfully as he speeds down the street, the night alive with white hot heat, the lights of Vegas bright as ever as the night deepens. “You gonna kill me in my sleep, then?”

“That’d be making it too easy.”

“Babe, don’t tease me. We both know you make it hard.”

Okay so he just pulled that card.

Fight off the burning urge to stare down at his crotch—no doubt the car would crash then if you saw what you’re imagining and know you’d be unable to resist the urge to touch…

You’ve never wanted anyone or anything in all your life so fucking much.

The sudden tension in the air leads him to smooth back his slicked hair, facing the road with a restrained stare. He’s been picking up on signals all night long but doesn’t dare to just assume you want to go there. Tries to come off calm and cool although there’s nothing he wants more. “So, uh—should I just drive you back to your hotel or…?”

The voice that comes out of your mouth is one you barely even recognize. It takes both you and Charlie by surprise, the way your inner slut replies: “That’d be a fucking bore. You know I’d much rather you take me back to yours… so you can fuck me like a filthy little whore.”

***************

The swanky penthouse suite in the five-star hotel where Charlie came to stay… it’s a ten-minute drive away.

That’s way too far needless to say.

He needs you right this second, after what you’d gone and said—although the backseat of his car is a fine spot for a good wrecking, there are fifty shades of shit he’d rather do with you spread in the comfort of a big sumptuous bed.

Thankfully there is an extremely tacky-looking love motel just down the road. And it’s the perfect place for you two to check in and let your passions for each other just explode.

It turns out this particular motel has a requirement for guests to stay the night that just might pose a bit of trouble: lovebirds have to pass through the adjoining chapel first and be a lawfully wedded couple.

So you stand uncomfortably at the reception desk and bite your tongue. Happen to know that Charlie tied the knot in Vegas once when he was young; you’ve heard about it in some interviews. You’re sure that he’d have no desire to repeat that same mistake tonight with you.

But this has been a night of wild crazy shit and he’s on fire to continue.

Mostly it’s just that he really needs his dick in you… but there’s a spark that he can feel might someday blossom into something more and he just hopes that you can feel it too.

***************

Of course you do. The ceremony is a joke but you’re both giddy as if it’s real by the time you’ve seen it through. There’s just no hope of sanity and self-control between you two.

You’re in a fluffy white confection of a wedding gown that this establishment provided for the night. You look like a big puff of cotton fucking candy and he wants to take a bite. So much about this night seems wrong, but when the heat between the racing of your heartbeats is so strong, it can’t feel anything but right.

Once you’re at last inside your room he throws you down onto the bed and dives headfirst into your gown, and goes to town, taking you high until you die as he goes down.

The dress is so damn big, that you can’t see his flawless face, let alone his glorious dick, and that’s a royal fucking waste. You need to see and touch and taste.

He knows exactly what you need and ravenously rips the poufy fabric off of you. His pearly smile and the bristles of his beard are gleaming with your pussy juices as he climbs on top of you. You long to tell him just how bad you want to blow him—want to tell him that you love him even though you barely know him—it would be fucking insane to say I love you, but of course you can still show him.

Yet he wants to consummate this marriage first, before he lets you satisfy your thirst. You’ll have a lifetime’s worth of days and nights to suck on his big dick if you decide to stay with him and make him yours.

That’s everything you want of course.

This whirlwind of a night that started with a stupid joke about hitting the jackpot at the slot machines… turned into you being his motherfucking wife, after the wildest and best night of your motherfucking life. And now he’s here on top of you about to fuck you and it’s totally outrageously obscene.

You wouldn’t have it any other way ‘cause you know you were put on earth to serve as Charlie Hunnam’s dirty little slut machine.

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[comfortbucky]

𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗵: 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟲

gif credit: @buckysbarnes

summary: the last third of the civil war timeline! the iconic sambucky scene in the car and some more shy!bucky x reader interaction hehe :) the airport fight scene is also included along with bucky deciding to go back into cryofreeze in wakanda

pairing: bucky x fem!reader/avenger!reader

warnings: canon-level violence (like descriptions of injuries) and not much else!

A/N: hi..... i am SO sorry for how late this chapter is but life has been kind of crazy so pls forgive me i hope this chap makes up for it🥺

also i did skip over the scenes with steve, bucky, and tony fighting in siberia just bc it was not relevant to my agenda 🤣🤝

SOFT!BUCKY !!!!! god i love him so much like, y'all this chapter is SO MF SOFT I HOPE U ARE READY FOR IT!!! i had SO SO much fun writing this one, definitely my favorite chapter so far hehe <3

also i am very down to write headcanons of time periods i might have skipped over in the chapters, so feel free to send me a request! :)

disclaimer: there's a part where y/n hot wires a car and let's just say the way it is written is, most definitely, not accurate at all but,,,just pretend guys<3 // also i apologize for how poorly written the fight scenes are 😔 sorry besties

as always i would love to hear any feedback, comments, or suggestions u guys have!!!!!!!!🥰

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“We need to find a car to meet up with Sharon,” Steve stated, standing behind a wall and peering around the corner to survey the area. He signaled to the rest of them that the coast was clear and they walked around the area, searching for a ride.

It wasn’t hard to find a car since they’d been hiding out in an abandoned garage, but it was hard to find a properly working one. Steve came across a blue beetle and grinned.

“You’re not serious, right?” Sam asked, walking up from behind him. Steve turned around, one hand resting on the top of the car, and gave it a tap.

“It’s low profile.”

“It’s a clown car,” Sam quipped back before letting out a sigh. “You got keys?” Steve shook his head in reply.

“We don’t need them.” They both turned to see Y/N, a smirk on her face, and several tools in her right hand. “Step aside boys,” she said, cruising past them. Bucky looked up from his search, as he heard their voices, and found himself gravitating towards the group. They all watched as she opened the driver's side door, and carefully sat down in the seat, one leg hanging out of the car. Steve, Sam, and Bucky stood in shock, mouths agape, as Y/N got to work.

Bucky would never admit it, but the sight of her fiddling around in the driver’s seat of the car, beads of sweat forming on her forehead, and her sticking her tongue out in concentration to hotwire the car just one-handed, was very attractive to him. Sam spoke, quickly bringing Bucky out of his entrancement.

“Where the hell did you learn how to do that?” Y/N grinned, holding a blue and red wire in her right hand.

“Fell in with the wrong crowd in high school and learned a couple of things,” she handed one of the wires to Steve. “Hold this.” Before Steve could ask why, she touched the tip of her wire to his, setting off a tiny spark, causing the car to rev. Her face lit up and she turned to see the three men staring at her in astonishment. She laughed, stepping out of the car and patting Steve on the back.

“Come on, Cap. Let’s head out!”

Steve was driving with Sam in the passenger seat beside him, while Y/N and Bucky were sitting silently in the back. Bucky saw how close he was to Y/N and clinched his jaw, scared that she didn’t have enough space. He immediately tried to make himself smaller, shifting his body towards the right until he physically couldn’t anymore. Y/N noticed and her face fell.

“Do you have enough room?” She whispered. Bucky turned to look at Y/N and nodded.

“Yeah, sorry,” he replied, shifting his gaze away.

“You don’t have to do that, you know,” she chuckled. “I don’t bite, promise.”

“Careful, she’s lying,” Sam teased. She rolled her eyes.

“Ignore him,” she said, patting the space between her and Bucky. He hesitated before letting himself sit comfortably. Their thighs were touching, causing a conduction of heat. Bucky felt his heart rate speed up.

“Better?”

Bucky nodded once again, feeling his face turn red, and turned his head in response, looking out the side window.

They pulled over and parked behind Sharon’s car, and Steve stepped out to talk to her. The remaining three sat quietly, watching the pair talk. Bucky felt his legs cramping, due to the lack of space Sam had given him and broke the silence.

“Can you move your seat up?”

“No.”

“Sam, be nice.” Y/N gave him a stern look, but Sam didn’t see, keeping his view forward.

“This is me being nice.”

She let out an exasperated sigh. “Here, switch with me.”

Before Bucky could protest, Y/N grabbed the headrest of Steve’s seat in her right arm and pulled herself up to stand. She stepped to the right while Bucky slid over to take her old seat. He used his left arm to pull himself over and, instinctively, lifted his right hand to hover behind her back and guided her down slowly. Y/N felt the body heat emanate from his hand as she lowered herself, and ignored the fact that she missed his warmth when he took his hand back.

“How’s that?” She asked as Bucky stretched out his legs.

“Good, thanks.” He said, a small smile forming on his lips. She smiled back before looking away, wondering if that was a glimpse of how he looked back in the 40s. She shifted her gaze ahead to see Steve and Sharon embraced in a kiss.

After he pulled away from her, Steve looked back at the car to see the three of them smirking at him. He gave them a stern, but playful, look that made Y/N let out a giggle. Bucky thought it was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard.

Steve loaded their gear into the trunk of their small car and set off to their designated meet-up spot with Sam’s contact, an airport parking garage.

They pulled in, a couple spots away from a white van. Steve got out first to meet Clint, emerging from the driver's side. As Sam and Y/N got out and walked towards Steve, Y/N looked back to make sure everyone was accounted for, a habit she had developed from a young age. She noticed that Bucky stood with the car in front of him, an extra layer of defense as he kept his distance from the group. Y/N wanted to signal to him to join them, but he kept his gaze down.

“Cap.” Clint walked towards Steve and extended out a hand.

“You know I wouldn’t have called if I had any other choice,” Steve replied, grabbing Clint’s hand to shake it.

“Hey, man. You’re doing me a favor.” Clint turned around to glance at Wanda, who had emerged from the passenger seat of the van. “Besides, I owe a debt.” Steve followed his gaze.

“Thanks for having my back.”

Wanda shrugged. “It was time to get off my ass.” She handed Y/N an ACE bandage. “Is this okay?” Y/N nodded and thanked her.

“How about our other recruit?” Steve asked. Clint turned around to open the van’s door.

“He’s rarin’ to go. Had to put a little coffee in him…” He started to slide the door open to reveal a man lying down on the car seats, eyes shut. The force of the door jolted the man awake. “But he should be good,” Clint finished.

The man climbed out of the car and spoke groggily. “What time zone is this?” He looked around and his eyes widened seeing Steve.

“C’mon, c’mon,” Clint gave the man an encouraging push towards Steve.

“Captain America,” he said incredulously, as he shook Steve’s hand.

“Mr. Lang.”

“It’s an honor,” Scott said, still shaking Steve’s hand. “I’m shaking your hand too long,” he realized, releasing his grasp on Steve.

“Wow! This is awesome!” He turned around to face Wanda, pointing at Steve. “Captain America.” He did a double-take. “I know you too, you’re great!” Y/N felt a surge of pride hearing Wanda be complimented and smiled at her.

Scott looked back in Steve’s direction, giving a nod to Y/N. “My daughter’s a big fan of yours, Redwing,” causing her to blush. His attention turned back to Steve, specifically, his muscles.

“Jeez,” he patted Steve’s shoulders before switching gears. Steve glanced back at Y/N as she stifled a giggle, turning back to Scott as he continued. “Ah, look, I wanna say, I know you know a lot of super people, so thinks for thanking of me.” Steve tilted his head in confusion at his statement but smiled as Scott looked at Sam.

“Hey man!”

“What’s up, Tic Tac?”

“Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time when I-“ Sam interrupted him before he could continue.

“It was a great audition, but it’ll never happen again.” Y/N raised her eyebrows and nudged Sam.

“Audition?”

“Don’t worry about it.” She frowned and pivoted on her heel to face Scott, raising a hand to point at him. “We’ll talk later,” she stated, smirking as Sam sighed.

As Steve and Sam continued to fill the rest of the team in on the situation, Y/N handed back Sam’s jacket to him, which he fabricated as a sling for her, and walked away to secure her shoulder to fight. She leaned back against the back of the car and sighed, shrugging her left arm out of her sleeve to lift her shirt up enough to wrap her shoulder.

Earlier on their ride to the airport, Sam had tried to convince her otherwise, but she was stubborn, as always, and refused. Their interaction reminded Bucky of him and Steve in the 40s, before either of them became super soldiers and were just two kids from Brooklyn.

He missed those days when his biggest problems in the world were picking between two dates to take to dance and preventing Steve from getting himself knocked out. But when he saw Y/N smile or heard her laugh, Bucky didn’t seem to miss them as much, satisfied with being in her presence to witness those pockets of joy.

As Y/N lifted up her shirt, Bucky immediately shifted his gaze away out of respect, but not before noticing a large scar on her side. His heart sank in his chest, having a feeling that it was the work of HYDRA that left a permanent reminder of their presence on her. He clenched his metal hand, his own lasting reminder of HYDRA and the pain they caused him.

Bucky was pulled from his inner thoughts as he heard Y/N mumbling under her breath. He lifted his head slightly to catch a glimpse of her and saw her struggling to wrap her shoulder.

Holding part of the bandage in her teeth, Y/N used her free hand to pull it across her chest. She cursed under her breath as it slipped out of her hand, causing the rest of it to unravel around her arm. Before she could reach down to pick it up, a metal hand grabbed it. Y/N looked up to be met by blue eyes and a soft smile. Without saying a word, Bucky went to work, firmly, but delicately, wrapping the bandage around her bicep, then shoulder. She couldn’t help but focus on the contrasting temperatures of his hands as they lightly grazed her skin, goosebumps forming on her arms. His touch was so gentle and kind. It seemed impossible to her that these were the same hands that HYDRA had once weaponized.

He paused before having to pull the bandage across her chest, not wanting to be a source of any discomfort for Y/N. Observant as always, she noticed and tenderly took the bandage from his hand and tugged it across for him.

Once they had finished securing her shoulder in place, Y/N carefully pulled her shirt down, gently wiggling her arm through her sleeve. She faced Bucky, a glowing smile on her face.

“Thank you, Bucky.”

The last time she referred to him by his name, Y/N noticed that his attitude softened and made a mental note of it. She hoped that, over time, if she said it more, it would help remind him of who he was and not what HYDRA had turned him into.

Bucky nodded in response and turned to face the group, trying to ignore his thought about how much better his name sounded coming from her voice. He cleared his voice before speaking.

“We should get moving.”

“We got a chopper lined up,” Clint added.

Everyone’s attention was redirected towards the speakers as a man who spoke German spoke on the PA system. Bucky translated for them.

“They’re evacuating the airport.”

“Stark,” Sam concluded.

“Stark?” Scott asked. It seemed that Steve and Sam had forgotten to mention Stark’s involvement.

“Suit up,” Steve firmly stated to the group.

Y/N stealthily soared through the airport, attempting to locate the quinjet with her goggles, as the rest of the group took their spots.

“Their quinjet’s in hangar five, north runway,” she stated into her earpiece, flying back towards Steve’s direction to help him.

Rhodey was about to swing a large club, glowing with energy, when Y/N flew in, kicking him aside. He quickly recovered, taking a swing at her, missing, as she flew straight up. She was dodging force blasts that he was shooting at her when Sam sent her a distress signal, distracting her, allowing Rhodey to hit her square in the chest. The signal was something that she had Tony program into their gear so that if either of them ever needed an SOS they would alert the other. Yet another suit feature inspired by her HYDRA kidnapping experience. She recovered from stumbling back and yelled down to Steve.

"Sam needs me!”

“I got this, go!” Steve yelled back, holding his shield up to defend himself from T’Challa’s claws. Y/N nodded and followed the GPS tracking to one of the airport terminals.

The new recruit that Tony had brought in, Spider-man she heard him call himself, was perched upon a pole when she flew in quietly to avoid making her presence known. Sam and Bucky were lying on the ground, held down by webbing.

“Guys look, I’d love to keep this up, but I’ve only got one job here today and I gotta impress Mr. Stark, so, I’m really sorry,” Spider-man said, extending out a hand to, presumably, shoot out more webbing, when Y/N swooped in and grabbed his wrist. She crashed through the window, taking him with her, and dropped him on top of a truck. Y/N flew back inside the terminal and landed between the two men, hands on her hips.

“How did one kid take down the two of you?”

“I hate you.” Sam retorted back. She chuckled, removing a small knife from her pocket. Y/N released Sam first and then Bucky.

While Sam was trying to get the webbing off of his flight pack, Bucky watched as Y/N delicately cut the webbing from his metal arm. She stuck her tongue out in concentration and Bucky felt the corner of his lip curved upwards into a smile, remembering back to when she did the same action, hotwiring the car. He felt the pressure from his arm being held down be lifted and looked up as Y/N offered him a hand to stand. He grabbed it, pulling himself up, and thanked her, their hands lingering in each other’s grasp for a moment too long.

“We gotta go,” Sam’s voice snapped them both out of their thoughts and both immediately released their hands, looking away.

The three ran out of the terminal and out to see Steve and the rest of the team running towards the quinjet. Suddenly, a beam of yellow energy cut the pavement in front of them, forcing them to come to a halt. They all looked up to see Vision flying above them.

“Captain Rogers, I know you believe what you’re doing is right. But for the collective good, you must surrender now.”

As Vision spoke, the rest of Stark’s team joined him, the two groups facing each other in a standoff.

“What do we do, Cap?” Sam asked. Steve took a moment to think.

“We fight,” he said, walking swiftly towards Stark’s team, increasing his speed to a jog, the rest of the team following suit.

The two groups collided, causing a burst of fighting to erupt. Y/N was fighting alongside Bucky, something about his essence that pulled her to him. Her inner thoughts were cut off by a fist swinging towards her head. She swiftly dodged it and extended a wing out to send T'Challa flying back. As he quickly recovered and jumped to his feet, Y/N noticed Bucky standing slightly in front of her on her left side, her injured side. She observed him as he kept himself planted on her left while they fought T’Challa together.

Clint’s voice came through Y/N’s earpiece.

“Redwing could really use some help right about now.” She turned to Bucky, who gave her a reassuring nod, and she set off to the sky.

The fighting continued for a while when Steve’s voice rang in Y/N’s earpiece.

“We gotta draw out the flyers. I’ll take Vision, you get to the jet.”

“No, you get to the jet! Both of you!” Sam responded as he flew away from Rhodey. “The rest of us aren’t getting out of here.”

“As much as I hate to admit it,” Clint added. “If we’re gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose it.”

“This isn’t the real fight, Steve,” Sam concluded. Y/N following closely behind Rhodey, trying to get him off Sam’s tail.

“He’s right,” She added. “We’ll be okay from here.”

“Alright,” Steve sighed, knowing that this was the smart move. “What’s the play?”

“We need a diversion. Something big.”

“I got something kinda big,” Scott chirped up. He then proceeded to grow giant-sized, allowing Steve and Bucky enough time to sneak away to the Quinjet while everyone else held back Stark’s team.

Once the Quinjet took off, Tony and Rhodey flew after it, trying to stop them, while Y/N and Sam trailed behind them. They suddenly heard the sound of an energy beam behind them and looked back to see Vision’s blast come towards them. The pair quickly folded their wings in to dodge it, and swiftly expanded their wings back out, only to see Rhodey plummeting towards the ground.

Y/N, Sam, and Tony all raced to break his fall but none of them were fast enough. Rhodey’s limp body was in Tony’s arms as Y/N and Sam touched down to the ground. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as FRIDAY informed them that a heartbeat was detected and that emergency services were on the way.

“I’m sorry,” Sam said, and Tony blasted him in response. Y/N gave a pained look to Tony and he ripped away from her gaze. She felt a pang in her chest as he did and remained silent, not wanting to make the situation worse.

The authorities came, bright lights flashing as they surrounded Y/N and Sam, now a familiar scene to her.

Cap’s team was rounded up and put into cuffs, packed into helicopters to be taken to the Raft. Y/N was lost in thought about Steve and Bucky when Tony arrived. He made his way down the line of cells to speak to Sam. Y/N watched as Tony tapped his watch to cut the audio in order to covertly talk to Sam about Steve’s whereabouts.

“That..” She heard Tony say, glancing over to try and get a peek of what he was showing Sam. “is the fellow who was supposed to interrogate Barnes. Clearly, I made a mistake. Sam, I was wrong.”

Sam said exactly what Y/N was thinking. “That’s a first.”

While Sam disclosed where Steve and Bucky were headed, Y/N sat on the floor of her cell, her back against the wall, tilting her head back to rest it as a smile crept on her lips. She’d been right about Bucky all along. The real Bucky would never purposefully try to assassinate a group of world leaders. The real Bucky, the one she had come to admire, was the man who sacrificed his own comfort for Y/N’s sake in the back of the car, the man who helped her wrap her injury when he saw her struggling. Despite having only been shown and taught cruelty for 70 years, Bucky emerged from HYDRAs captivity with a level of compassion that Y/N yearned to see more of.

A week had passed before Steve broke into the Raft and helped all of them escape. On the helicopter ride back to the mainland, Steve explained to Y/N how T’Challa found out that Bucky had been framed, and offered that he stay in Wakanda while they worked on figuring out how to get rid of the Winter Soldier programming.

“I know he’s going to get the help he deserves,” Steve said, sighing as he turned his attention to the ground. “A part of me wishes I could stay with him, make sure he’s okay. But I don’t think I can.”

Y/N bit her lip and hesitated, unsure what Steve’s reaction would be to the spontaneous idea that had popped into her head, before offering a proposition. “What if I stayed?” Steve jerked his head up. “The world needs Captain America way more than they need me,” she grinned. He opened his mouth to talk but Y/N quickly added, “I’d call all the time and give you updates on how he’s doing!”

Steve shook his head. “Y/N, I can’t ask you to do that. What about everything you’d be leaving behind?”

“You’re not asking, I’m offering!” She reassured him, patting his knee. “Besides, I’m not really leaving anything behind except for Sam.” Steve’s face fell, remembering that a while ago she told him about her parents passing back in high school, leaving her alone.

“I’m sorry.” She waved off his apology.

“Believe it or not, therapy works wonders for the human mind,” she chuckled. “I’ll be fine.” Steve pulled her into a hug, quietly thanking her.

Bucky was already in Wakanda when Steve broke into the Raft. T’Challa had seen them stagger out of the facility in Siberia when he offered Bucky a place to stay. Y/N went back to D.C. to get her affairs in order before moving to Wakanda.

Sam wasn’t thrilled about the idea of his best friend leaving him to help out an ex-assassin but was proud that Y/N had gotten to a place in her recovery where she felt ready to help others. He was leaning against her bedroom door frame watching her pack a bag.

“You know, it’s not too late to back out.” She chuckled and nodded before pulling Sam into a hug, rubbing his back.

“I’ll miss you too, Sam.” They pulled apart from each other, Sam resting his hands on her shoulders.

“I’m really proud of you, Y/N.” She beamed at him and playfully hit his shoulder.

“Don’t get all soft on me now, Wilson.”

Sam chuckled in response and pulled her in again for another hug, placing a kiss on the top of her head. Y/N fought back tears as she squeezed him tighter, the reality of leaving him finally hitting her. He'd become the brother she never had, and this was their first goodbye since leaving the Air Force together. Sam pulled away and looked down to see Y/N eye's brimming with tears. He patted her on the back and walked towards the couch.

"C'mon, let's go finish that episode of The Bachelor."

“You sure about this?” Steve was standing in front of Bucky, hands in his pockets.

“I can’t trust my own mind,” Bucky replied, letting out a soft exhale and a pained smile. “So, until they figure out how to get this stuff out of my head I think going under is the best thing.” He paused before speaking softly. “For everybody.”

Y/N had just arrived in Wakanda and was just entering the lab when Steve and Bucky were speaking. She caught the end of their conversation and felt a pain in her chest, hearing Bucky’s confession.

“Well, I’ll be here when you wake up,” Y/N spoke, making her presence known to the two men. Steve turned to look and smiled while a look of shock was plastered on Bucky’s face. “I told you that you’re not alone anymore.” Bucky was silent in disbelief. Y/N nudged Steve with her elbow, whispering into his ear.

“Did you forget to tell him I was coming?”

“Slipped my mind.” She rolled her eyes in response before facing Bucky, his eyes wide as he stared at her. Y/N suddenly felt a wave of embarrassment, forgetting the possibility that he might not even want her there at all.

“Only if you’re okay with it, of course! I can go-”

“No,” Bucky interjected, surprising everyone in the room, including himself, with his statement. His face turned crimson as he spoke up again. “Stay,” he mumbled quietly, looking down at the floor. Y/N felt her cheeks grow warm as she nodded.

Bucky stepped into the chamber and leaned back as the technicians strapped him in. He gave a reassuring nod to Steve and shifted to look at Y/N. She gave him a comforting smile and he smiled back, studying her face for a moment, before shutting his eyes. As he felt the cool air slowly lull him to sleep, Bucky thought about her.

Steve and Y/N stood side by side, taking in the majestic view of Wakanda out the window.

“Thank you again, Y/N,” Steve said, breaking the silence and turning to look at her. She looked at Steve, smiling.

“When I said I would do anything for Captain America, I meant it.”

chapter 7

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Surprise! | Eijirou Kirishima

Happy late birthday to my baby boy Kiripima!!❤️✨

genre: fluff with slight smut

warnings: lap dance? light cursing, suggestive writing (this falls into the fem.reader region, but all are welcome to read. i tried my best to not make it steer toward writing for women alone)

summary: you decide to throw your boyfriend a surprise birthday party and invite some old classmates and friends over to celebrate all together.

this is probably the longest post i’ve ever made. i really hope y’all enjoy

(apologies for any grammar errors)

today was a special special day. it’s your boyfriend Kirishima's birthday. for your boyfriend of many loving and happy years, you decided that you wanted to show him your appreciation for him. with him being a pro hero and you working as a first responder, you never got to celebrate special events like this with him because he’d often be caught up with patrols and saving civilians. but this year you were determined to change that. last week you contacted your old classmates and close friends of you both and let them know you wanted to throw him a surprise party, instantly they said they will be there. so you rented out a VIP section in the most famous club in Japan and contacted the club’s manager to let them know about the event and asked if you could give a playlist to the DJ. it was an easy process and everything was set.

you had woken up early enough to make Kirishima and yourself some breakfast. you made waffles with bacon and sausages. almost finished with breakfast, you heard someone’s feet dragging across the floor from around the corner. you saw a messy-haired Kirishima rubbing his eyes yawning with a slumped over posture. “‘g’ morning baby, how come you up so early?” he walked into the kitchen, coming up behind you placing his head on your shoulders kissing your cheek. “good morning handsome. i’m just making breakfast for the best birthday boy in the world.” you say as you place the food into plates and turned off the stove. turning around you faced your boyfriend who still had some drool on the corner of his mouth. you placed a kiss to his lips and smiled. “y/n you didn’t have to do that.” he pouted. “but i wanted to. come on, let’s eat.”

picking up your plates, you guys walked over to the dining table and took a seat beside each other. no wasting anytime Kirishima picked up his fork and started to eat. he hummed out in approval as he swilled down the food. you smiled at him before picking up your fork. “i’m glad you enjoying it Kiri.” you guys are together, occasionally having small talk about work and such.

“you know, i almost forgot that today was my birthday.” he laughed as he gulped his orange juice. “man you're getting old, baby.” you teased him. he laughed leaning his head back slightly, “please, don’t remind me cutie.” you smiled looking away feeling butterflies flutter in your stomach. Kirishima notices this and turns to you taking your face into his hand so you look at him. “what’s up cutie?” his eyes focused on your face. you smiled once again. he was so breathtaking that you couldn’t help it. “what?” he’s also smiling showing a couple of sharp teeth. “your amazing.” you sighed looking into his crimson eyes. a light blush spreads to his cheek and he leans in only inches from your face. “not as amazing and perfect as you though better half. you make everything better in life since you walked into it. you make me feel like the best man in the world. you make me wanna work hard, be the best version of myself, y’ know? i love you cutie.” you could see your vision getting more and more blurry with each word that he whispers to you. you let the tears slip down your cheek as he quickly wipes them away with his thumb. “Kiri, i’m supposed to be sweet talking you, not the other way around.” you chuckled holding your hand on top of his. he kisses your lips, laughing. “oh please. go and fresh up for work, i’ll take care of the dishes.”

you now at work you were working on some paperwork as the day started to slowly end. many patients are seen and a few lectures with your colleagues are held. you had received a couple of cards from the small kids that came in for a check-up to give to Kirishima. it was such a cute interaction with them. it makes you smile when you think about all the little kids your boyfriend has inspired and encouraged to do their best in everything. he was just perfect. simple as that. the alarm on your apple watch went off signaling that it’s time for you to go back home. at the same time, you received a call from your good friend Mina and your best friend. “girl, we’re about five minutes away.” your best friend spoke. “okay. i’m just logging out now. i’ll be there soon.” “okay, cya, much!” you hung up that phone then packing up your stuff and exiting your office. “bye guys, i’ll see you next week!” you called it to the others in the office. “bye y/n!” they chimed. “be sure tell Kirishima happy birthday for us and give him a treat.” one of your acquaintances said. “sure will!!” you laughed and waved hopping onto the elevator.

you walked out of the establishment saying goodbye to the security guards. you saw your best friend’s car right in the front and hurriedly walked over. “y/n!!” they exclaimed. “yes?!” you giggle, mocking their tone of voice. “you ready to surprise your man?” “yes, i am!!” “then let’s go!” Mina cheers. your friend put the car in drive and start your journey home.

arriving at your apartment building, you park at the front and get out of the car. straight through the front entrance into elevators, you press on your floor number and go up. you open your apartment door, stepping inside and turning on the light with your friends close behind. “okay lemme go and take a shower. you guys can do whatever you want.” you put your keys and bag down on a chair nearby then proceeding to your bathroom.

after a nice good shower, you walk into your shared room to see Mina and your bestie sitting on the bed watching TV while chatting. “you guys know what are you wearing?” you asked them as you apply lotion to your body. “yeah i have it with me in my bag.” Mina spoke as she looked through her phone. “same here. lemme go get it.” your friend exits the room before turning with all your bags at hand. “your bags were out there so i just picked them up.” she hands Mina her bag and places yours on the stand by your TV. after putting on undergarments you went through your bag to see a message from Kiri. you slide it open and read it.

My Hero 💫❤️ - hey cutie, i’m almost finished with patrol i’ll be home in an hour and a half ❤️

you smile and text a quick “okay❤️” then shutting off your phone. “y’all it’s time. he said he’s leaving work in an hour and a half.” “alright! let’s get this show on the road.” your friend unpacks her bag taking out her clothes and takes out some makeup. Mina does the same. you go into your closet reaching for your outfit. for a little more fun you turn on your TV to YT and play some music while getting ready. you tell Mina to shoot Bakugou a text and tell him to get ready and your friend starts on your makeup. “yes ma’am!”

as your friend put the finishing touches on your eyebrows and lips, you hear your phone ring. Mina reads you the caller ID telling you that it’s Bakugou. you take the phone and answer. “hey Bakugou, wassup?” “yo y/n, i just finished my patrol and i’m in the office. Kirishima is still on patrol so i’m waiting for him. you guys almost finished?” he questioned you. “i just finished my makeup so now i’m going to get dressed. do you know how longer Kiri will be patrolling?” on the other end Bakugou let’s out a sigh. “i don’t know maybe about 20 more minutes.” he grumbles. “but I'm gonna go and take a shower and change. i guess you lemme know when you guys are finally finished painting your faces with clown makeup and are going to leave.” you laughed. “it’s not clowning makeup! aight bet i’ll text you.” “m’kay, bye idiot.” “bye nasty.” the call ended and you got up from the chair to go look in your mirror. “this is good! you should do this for a living!” you praised your best friend’s work of art. “oh stop it. i’m glad you like it.” you nod and smile. “okay now i’m going to do my makeup, you go get dressed up.” she rushed you. you took your clothes and entered your bathroom.

“are y’all ready?” you come into the room in your outfit. you had on a deep blue, almost black like a strapless dress that was open through in a V shape with a string looped in it. you paired that with a denim distressed crop jacket, some black heels, and your rhinestone purse that had a strap. to top it all off you wore the matching earring and necklace that Kirishima had gotten you for your anniversary gift. “damn girl!! looking like a million fucking dollars!” your friend exclaimed checking out your outfit. “thank you.” walking over to look in the mirror you spray some good smelling perfume on and touch on up your hair. damn, you do look good. “alright. we all ready?” you asked your best friend. “mhm, Mina is all ready and is in the living room talking with Sero, Kami, and some others.” “okay, let’s get going now. Kiri should be finished with patrol now so im gonna text Bakugou and tell him that we’re leaving. you guys can go along, i’m gonna take my car cause i still gotta pick up the cake.” you reassured her. “alright. see you in a bit hon, bye.” she leaned in and gave you a hug then leaving.

you just picked up Kirishima’s cake and was on your way to the club now. you’ve been calling all the guests and let them know that they should be at the club now and answered any questions that. as you are a few blocks away from the club, you get a call from Bakugou saying that Kirishima got out of the shower and changed into new clothes. “okay, i’m just pulling up to the club. you gonna drive here?” “yeah. also, i’m gonna pick up the extra idiots Kaminari and Sero on the way.” he explains to you. “bet. i already told Denki and Sero that when you guys are getting close to blindfold him.” “okay. see you in a bit.” with an approving hum you hung up the phone. after shutting on the car, you got out and walking into the club. instantly music fills your ears and your eyes slightly strain from the lowly dim room with different colored lights. moving deeper into the club by the VIP, people start acknowledging your presence cheered and wooed for you.

“you're finally here y/n, i was wondering what was taking you so long.” your best friend comes and takes the cake from you set it on the big table in front of you guys. “sorry, it was but if a drive.” you put your phone in your purse and onto your shoulder. walking closer you see many familiar faces. Midoriya, Todoroki, Iida, and Uraraka were chatting when they saw you and waved to you. you saw Tokoyami, Tsuyu, Jirou and Hagakure sat next to each other on their phones. glancing around more you notice Shinsou, your old teacher Aizawa, Hawks, Tetsutetsu all spread out minding their own business. walking into the booth to say hi to everyone, you see two people who you haven’t seen in so long. you other two besties. you grinned and slightly jogged over to them pulling them into hugs. “it’s been way too long. i’m so glad that y’all could make it!” you smiled. “of course!” one of them spoke. “anything for you y/n.” the other said. “i think this is gonna be a great night. this was a good idea y/n.” “i know right, this night is gonna be legendary.”

after a long chit chat and catching up with your besties and classmates, you moved to talk to the manager about the situation and thank them once again for this being able to happen. “sure thing Ms. y/n. Mr. Eijirou is a very lucky man. i hope he enjoys his time.” you thanked them before ending the conversation and walking to the DJ to make sure that they had your playlist set. once they started to play the music you headed over to the bar to order some drinks for everyone. you return to VIP with two trays of multiple mixed drinks. “thanks.” they each mumbled as you passed them their drinks. “y/n.” you turn around and see Momo and Aoyama walking in the club. “hey!” you walked over to hug them. “how’s life been treating y’all?” “amazing. as you can see i still look good.” Aoyama playfully winked at you making you giggle. “yes, i can. what about you Momo?” “i’m just here. i recently got engaged to the love of my life.” she smiled revealing to you the ring on her finger. “oh my god, congrats girl. i hope i’ll be invited to the wedding.” you poked her sides. she laughs, “yes you are dear, don’t worry.” “okay. well, go ahead and settle in the booth over there with everyone else. i’ll take care of drinks.” “thank you y/n.” they walked to the booth and took a seat.

after a couple of minutes and you were now dancing with some of your friends, your phone went off in your purse and you took it out. it was Bakugou calling you. “hey Bakugou.” “we’re here and he’s blindfolded.” he told you. “okay. you guys can come in now.” “alright. bye.” the called ended. you hurried over to the DJ requesting that you could have the mic. “hello, everyone. Bakugou is here with Kirishima. do you think we could be extra quiet and surprise him?” you questioned everyone in the club. they all cheered and stopped their chatter. the DJ turned down the music as you gave them back the microphone. just then the door for the club opened letting in the cool breeze of the evening as four men walked in all laughing and slightly pushing each other. they quickly silence themselves due to enter the room.

“bro, what the hell. where did y’all bring me?” Kirishima spoke. you walked over to him. from your heels clicking on the wooden tiles he could tell somebody was around. “who is that?” he asked. smiling you reach up and pushed the makeshift blindfold that around his head up to on his forehead. immediately his eyes widen. “y/n?” “surprise!” you shouted along with everyone. Kirishima was so astonished. “w-wha- how?” he looks around seeing familiar faces. “this is for you baby.” you reach and wrap your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. he wraps him around you at the same time kissing you back deeply. pulling away you could see tears on his cheek as he looks you in your eyes. you use your thumbs to wipe them away. “baby doesn’t cry. it’s okay.” you softly massaged his cheeks. “y/n i wasn’t expecting this. y-your too good for me.” “aww, Kiri. come on, some people want to see you.” you lead him over to the VIP booth to see everyone.

so far the night was going great. many drinks and shots were ordered, some people already slightly tipsy. others just enjoyed the free chips that were passed out. you though. you were celebrating yourself. a whole lot. you and your besties along with Mina and Hagakure were all on the dance floor. y’all are dancing around having fun. then the song Instruction challenge that was on your playlist, starts to play. you get so hype and your besties know what’s about to happen. because you guys were being loud, you guys earned the attention of a couple of other people on the floor and they started to spread out making space for you. you also caught some of your friend's eyes like Todoroki, Iida, Hawks, etc.

as the beat played you slowly removed your jacket as you move your hips slowly whining before going into position to twerk. Mina and your best friend took their phones out to record. you also removed your heels and handed it to one of the girls. this drew even more attention from people and including your boyfriend. “what is she doing?” he eyed you in curiosity. “oh i know.” Momo and Aoyama laughed to themselves. even more confused, he moved closer to get a better look.

when the song said “just sit down, just bounce pon de dick.” everyone's eyes went wide, some people face like Midoriya, Kaminari and Shinsou got a bit red. they were not expecting that. to make circumstances even worst for them, you started to twerk. you moved your ass up and down to the beat of the song. your dress moving against you adding that extra jiggle from the slightly loose fabric.

your friends sang along to the lyric hyping you up so much. “so manage it, manage it!” they cheered as you threw it in a circle. “pon de one side, pon de one side, kotch pon de one side, one side.” you bent over bending your right knee to support yourself as you stretch your left leg. you reach for your left ankle to grip onto it as you moved left ass cheek. you moved it to the beat of the song.

at this point Kirishima was at a loss for words and a bit turned on the least to say. this was new to him. you could move like that? then straighten your leg so your bent over, you shake your ass when the song said “move de batty jaw now.” one of your friends started to throw money onto your ass and smack you on your ass. “oh my god y/n.” Sero laughed, totally unfazed by what’s happening. when they thought it was the end, “knock de pussy pon de damn concrete.” played. you went into a split and did exactly what they said, you knocked it on the concrete. twice. when the song ended your friend cheered for you and the other on the dance floor clapped. you smiled and thanked them before beginning to gather your stuff together and walk over to the booth.

“whew, that was a lot.” you breathed dabbing your head with a napkin before taking a sip of the water Kirishima was drinking. “you have no idea.” Shinsou spoke scratching the back of his neck with raised eyebrows. you laughed knowing exactly what he meant. “my bad. that’s just my song.” you shrugged with a smile. you look at Kirishima who was watching you. “yes Kirishima? your staring” you taunted him. “huh? oh, uh. nothing.” he frantically explained. laughing at his cute response you place your hand in his hair giving him little pets. “come on, let’s have some fun!” Mina exclaimed to everyone. Uraraka, Tsuyu, Aoyama, Momo, and Kaminari get up with no hesitation, following over to the dance floor. others like Todoroki, Shinsou, and Tokoyami stayed sitting down and watched. “would you like to join me, birthday boy?” you smirked as you outstretched a hand towards Kirishima. he accepted. “yes i would!”

you’ve been dancing for a while now with everyone and having the time of your life with your boyfriend’s arms around your waist, not letting up. dancing from songs like the Cha Cha Slide and teaching Kirishima how to Kontrol by Maleek Berry and whining into Kirishima as he matched your movements going low to the floor anytime you got lower. you even danced to La Romana by Bad Bunny with the Latino king himself Sero. you even caught one of your friends going crazy throwing it back on him as he caught it. everyone went crazy videoing them and hyping them up. the club was hype, and the excitement was far from ending as you had something planned for Kirishima at the end.

now back at the booth, telling Kiri that you need to go to the bathroom you excused yourself and went for the cake that you had bought. with the help of Todoroki, you successfully got to bring the cake to the table. you had placed the candles on it and lit them with a lighter. you placed the cake in front of Kirishima and placed a kiss on his cheek saying the words, “happy birthday baby.” he smiled as everyone cheered for him and wished him well. “go on! make a wish!” Aoyama urged him. taking your hand in his, he closed his eyes then blew out the candles. “thank you.” he kissed your hand. you smile, “anything for you baby.” “alright let’s have some cake!!” Tesutesu cheered. you feed Kirishima the cake, teasing as you smeared icing on his nose.

it’s been a while since you guys been sitting and chatting. you decided it was the best time for your surprise now as it was well close to 3 am. some people like Bakugou, Shinsou, and Deku were sleeping. some chatter was still going on but it was minimal. so you inquired of Mina and Kaminari to help you out with setting up. you told Mina to take care of the song with the DJ and Kaminari to place a chair in the middle of the dance floor for Kirishima to sit in. you woke up those how were sleeping and explained to everyone that you had something in store for Kirishima. “what else is there to do idiot?” Bakugou grumbles, upset that you woke him up from slumber. “promise me, you’ll want to see this.” you walk to the bathroom to get yourself ready and wait for your cue.

“what’s happening?” Kirishima asked his friend Kaminari as he was nudging him to the chair on the dance floor. “sh, just enjoy bro!” he gave him a thumbs up and went back to where everyone else was. “can i please have everyone’s attention.” Mina called through the mic by the DJ station. Kirishima landed his attention on her. “Kirishima, today’s a very special day. and we all have that we were able to spend it with you.” she started. Kirishima leans back in the chair with a smile on his face mouthing a ‘thank you’ to her. “and as the night is coming to a close, your sexy ass girlfriend named y/n has a show for you right now.” now everyone has their phones out at recording. “performing to Ride by Ciara, the big booty, big titty, make you cream your pants, y/n y/l/n!!!”

the song starts and you walked out of the bathroom that was by the bar. Kirishima turned to see you slowly walking out. your hand grazing against the counter as you seductively watched him walking down the bar. taking a strawberry that was in a cup, you placed it in your mouth bit sucking on the juice that was in the fruit. you placed the stem in the glass before slowing walking over to Kirishima, right leg in front of the other. the sound of your heels against the floor echo in the room with music.

reaching to Kirishima, he looks at you with wide eyes. you go behind him, you move your hand to grip his face in place a kiss to his lips then walking around in front of him. “i can do it big. i can do it long. i can do it whenever or however you want.” you lip-sync the song as you parted Kirishima’s leg placing yourself in between them. you continue to sing. “i market it so good, they can’t wait till you try me.” knelt, lean your face dangerously close to his crotch and roll your body before standing up straight. you turn around to face the crowd and you walked a few inches from him. you bend over with your back arched and your hands on your knees. you whine your hips being sure to slowly move in circles occasionally toking your hips to the side. sliding down to the floor with your ass in the air you continue to circle your hips. “they love the way i ride it. they love the way i ride it.”

Kirishima watching your every move, feeling very hot now having a full view of your ass in his face. his bottom lip found their way between his teeth as he didn’t let his eyes off you like your hip land flat on the floor in a fast motion causing your ass to jiggle. you turn around on your back, slowly moving your upper half off the floor until you sat up. with your arms grazing over your body brushing over your breast. you give them a slight squeeze and made a lewd face that makes Kirishima’s head loll back to the side as he made a pained expression showing his desperation. you stood to your feet and took your shoes off as a part of the dance. “i do it to him right, it’s like mmh-mmh good.” you bend your knees going down so you're on your toe and open your legs so Kirishima can see. you go into a split from here and move up and down.

“yes y/n!!!” Mina cheered for you. your eyes stay on Kirishima as you blew him a kiss. he smiled and motions you over to him. you crawl on all fours you stop before Kirishima. you move your hands up his body to his neck as he tilts your head up and looks at you. “baby, i need you.” you settle both your hands on his arm and take his fingers into mouth humming around them. “shit.” he swears.

pulling away you inch away a bit before putting your head down to the floor. using your arms to brace yourself, you use your legs to push off the ground so that you are on your head. you open your legs and move them gradually making them wave. leaning back you rest your legs on Kirishima’s thighs. he comes down positioning a hand behind your head and one around your waist pulling your body up. you encircle your arms around his neck having him extra close to your face. “Woo!!!” Kaminari and Hagakure shouted for you two as everyone roared as well.

“he love the way i ride it. he love the way i ride it.” you sang to Kirishima as you move your hips against him. you grind onto him. Kirishima lets out a groan. “holy fuck baby.” he pulls you closer by the arm around your waist and bucks up into you, using the hand on the back of your neck to pull you into a needy kiss. you kiss him back moving your tongue against his. you could feel his dick cock hardened through his jeans. it pressed right against your now soaked panties under your dress.

you move legs so that your feet were also set on his thighs. moving your lips down to his neck you still grind against him. you hear him let out a breathy moan and lean his head back, eyes squeezed shut. “y/n... i-i can’t.” he whines and moves his hand down to your ass. you twerk your ass against his hand. he smacks your ass and grabs it, using it as leverage to grind you harder down on him and buck up into you.

“you like this?” you could hear him whimper out a ‘yes’ as he still grinds your down onto him you pull away so that you sit upright on his hard member. you twerk your ass and smile at him. you lightly bounce on him causing him to slightly set off his quirk. pulling you back into him, he places your head on his shoulder and moves his hands under your dress.

without even thinking he moves your dress up so that your ass is on full exhibition for all to see. “YESSSS Y/N!!!!” Aoyama cheers for you. Kirishima lands a hard smack to your ass feeling the skin jiggle and you flinch in his lap with a moan in his ear. he bunches your panties and pulls it between your ass. “this is all mine. tonight you’re gonna get it.” he says. you lean into his lips giving him a faint kiss.

you fix yourself and moved so that you were standing again. swiveling around you strut away before coming to a stop. you reach under your dress and removed your panties. you threw it towards Kirishima and walked away. everyone went wild. then the music ended. “give it up for y/n!” Mina spoke through the mic. everyone clapped for you and you gleam taking a bow. “thank you all for making this night a memorable and happy night for my sexy warrior Eijirou Kirishima.” you direct toward Kirishima who hand your panties in hand and watching you with hooded eyes. “i love you baby.” you said to him.

“y/n that was fricken amazing! look.” Hagakure showed you her phone. you watched as you and Kirishima grind against each, kissing and moaning. you felt your face heat with embarrassment. “oh my god. i did that.” you laughed and hid your face in your hands. “girl there’s nothing to be afraid of, we all know what goes on behind the close door.” Aoyama leaned in his hands and winked at you. “and from the looks of it, Kirishima appeared to be enjoying himself as well.” your friend implied at the phone to when Kirishima had rolled your dress up and slapped your ass. “by the way, nice ass.” Mina winked at you.

“Kirishima bro how does it feel?” Kaminari and Sero surround Kirishima as he walked back to the booth. “you have no idea bro.” he smirks looking at you as you talked with your friends. “dude you were going all out. grabbing her ass like it’s no one’s business.” Sero shows him the video. he watches as his hands grabbed on your ass grinding into you. he could feel his dick twitch against his thigh from the view of your ass. “you look a bit excited there shitty hair.” Bakugou spoke suggestively. Kirishima moved his hands to cover his prominent boner. “oh, he’s ready.” Jirou laughed. “Kiri’s gonna get some tonight!” Tetsutetsu chimed.

“babe, you ready to go home?” Kirishima came up behind you wrapping his arms around your waist. you shiver as his teeth rake against your ear. “oop, y/n. looks like you won’t be able to walk for days.” your best friend wooed. you only laugh, jokingly telling them to shut up. “yeah. you ready?” you replied to Kirishima. he nods his head nuzzled into your neck. “okay. lemme get my panties to put back on.” you ran your hands through his hair. “no i’ll think i’ll keep it. makes things more interesting.” he says to you. your friends hear and squeal. “y/n is getting fucked senseless tonight!!” Mina hollers. he looks at her from your neck. “you have no idea.” turning you around his arms, he picks you up and wraps your legs on his midsections. he slaps your ass and kisses your neck. he gathers your belongings and says goodbyes and goodnights to everyone, walking out the door with you.

you all know what happened after that

part 2

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( dylan  o’brien ,  25 ,  cismale  ,  he/him )  *  hey  ,  i’m  looking  for  the  office  of  griffin  olson  .  they’re  the  employee  who’s  known  around  the  office  as  the  party  animal  ,  if  that  helps  ?  not  to  be  a  gossip  ,  but  i’ve  heard  that  they’re  extroverted  but  reckless  ,  is  that  true  ?  i’ve  also  heard  that  they’re  the  one  who  did  a  line  on  a  fax  machine  .  anyways  ,  here’s  the  coffee  they  ordered  .  ( admin  sabrina  ,  21 ,  she/her , est ) 

hiii  i’m  admin  sabrina  and  aaAAAHHHHH  thank  u  for  joining  my  group  :’)  umm  a little  abt  me   is  that  i’m  a  leo  and  black  and  i  play  a  lot  of  instruments  and  i  love  ari  and  harry  and  5sos  and  the  driver  era  and  marvel  and  bnha  and  i’m  going  to  law   school  in  nyc  in  the  fall  so  AHHHHHH  again  but  fr  i  love  making  friends  so  hmu  on 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚#3541 even  just  to  chat  faljsfkjsfkljj

anyways  this  is  my  boy  griffin  and  basically............  homeboy  needs  to  pick  up  a  mortage  or  smth  FJSLJFSLJFJJ

tws:  alcohol  and  drug   mentions  . 

*  statistics   .

FULL  NAME:  griffin  lee  olson NICKNAMES:  griff  ,  griffy  ,  g FACECLAIM:  dylan  o’brien  but  exclusively  this  era STAR  SIGN:  gemini HEIGHT:  6′1″ HOMETOWN:  brooklyn  ,  ny ORIENTATION:  heterosexual OFFICE OCCUPATION:  lobbyist POSITIVE TRAITS:  amicable  ,  energetic  ,  optimistic NEGATIVE TRAITS:  irresponsible  ,  insouciant  ,  impulsive ALCHOL/DRUG  USAGE:  heavy  for  both  ,  &  has  an  unhealthy  reliance  on  the  latter  when  he’s  extra  stressed  .  only  those  close  to  him  or  happen  to  have  seen  him  getting  a  $20  nosebleed  (  aka  doing  a  LINE  and  being  a  COKIE  MONSTER  )  will  know  about  the  drug  thing  ,  but  the  alcohol  part  is  easier  to  find  out  since  too  often  he  wears  sunglasses  to  work  to  cover  his  bloodshot  eyes  flajfafj THEME SONG:  don’t  threaten  me  with  a  good  time  by  panic!  at  the  disco CHARACTER  INSPO:  peter  quill  ( marvel ) ,  thor  odinson  ( marvel  but  specifically  in  ragnarok  and  endgame )  ,  deadpool  (  marvel  )  ,  sokka  ( atla ) ,  klaus  (  the umbrella  academy  )  ,  beast  boy  ( teen  titans ) ,  nyles  (  palm  springs  )  cody  ko  (  tmg  )  ,  nick  miller  (  new  girl  )  ,  aldous  snow  (  forgetting  sarah  marshall  )  &  any  party  animal  character  you  can  think  of AESTHETICS:  neon signs  lighting  up  the  night  ,  setting  five  alarms  and  sleeping  through  them  all  ,  cold  liquor  on  an  empty  stomach  ,  a  cluttered  desk  and  a  messy  nightstand  ,  winking  at  strangers  ,  and  popping  bubble  gum  . SECRET: hehehehehehehehehehe

*  brief  backstory  .

griffin’s  dad  is  a  used-car  salesman  and   his  mom  is  an  attorney  who  sells  avon on  the  side ,  so  g  grew  up  knowing  how  to  talk  .  it  already  helped  that  he’d  been  sociable  from  the  start  ,  oftentimes  being  scolded  by  his  mom  for  talking  the  ear  off  of  the  person  sitting  next  to  them  on  the  subway  .  but  his  parents  had  to  be  persuasive  for  a  living  and  that  transferred  onto  griffin  .  the  popular  kid  to  some  and  the  class  clown  to  others  ,  griffin  spent  his  middle  and  high  school  years  buttering  people  up  with  his   words  and  friendship  ,  with  his  long  brown eyelashes  and  boyish  grin  .   it  got  him  the last  bag  of  chips  from  the  snack  cart  ,  an  extra  five  points  on  his  calculus  quiz  ,  and  free  handles  of  liquor  from  the  seniors  .   being  so  well-liked  meant  griffin  was  invited  to  a  lot  of  parties  ,  and  that’s  where  the  addiction  began  .  he’s  addicted  to  alcohol  ,  to  any  drug  that  gets  his  veins  feeling  like  electricity  ,  to  meeting  strangers  in  loud  basements  and  that  pounding  feeling  in  the  back  of  his  temple  .  this  carried  onto  college  ,  so  griffin  never  really  got  the  chance  to  grow  up  .  he’d  never  been  smacked  with  the  reality  that  life  isn’t  all  tequila  shots  and  drake  songs  ,  and  it  didn’t  help  that  the  profession  his  parents introduced  him  to  only  required  an  ironed  suit  from  him  at  the  most  .  he  went  from  one  crowded  room   to  another  ,  this  one  just  with  more  briefcases  ,  surrounded  by  strangers  once  more  and  doing  a  line  with  his  colleagues  .  now  ,  working  at  masters  in  the  heart  of  the  world’s  most  vibrating  city  ,  who  knows  how  long  before  griffin  takes  his  lifestyle  too  far  ?

*  what  he  does  in  the  office  .

he’s  a  lobbyist  for  masters  !   he’s  been  there  for  four  years  now  .  basically  he  works  for  masters  as  a  messenger  to  the  government  .  masters  is  huge  and  influential  and  powerful  and  sometimes  they  wanna  introduce  or  ban  or  amend  legislations  all  in  the  name  of  making  them  more  powerful  and  monopolistic  ,  and  that’s  where  griffin  comes  in  .  his  job  is  to   basically  schmooze  for  the  benefit  of  the  company  .  it  sounds  like  a  super  important  job and  it  is  ,  and  griffin  does  it  well  .  he’s   still  immature  though  💔  catch  him  recovering  from  a  hangover  and  sleeping  on  his  desk  most  days  of  the  week  . 

*  his personality, summarized  . 

super  sociable  and  energetic  when  he’s  not  hungover  ,  mostly  nice  but  can  get  snappy  if  he  has  a  reason  to  be  .  tends  to  ramble  .  the biggest  party  animal  ever  ,  almost  to  an  insane  amount  .  is  down  for  any  opportunity  to  get  lit  ,  no  matter  the  time  of  day  or  who  he’s  with  .  don’t  trust  him  for  anything  ,  he’ll  forget  about  it  but  at  least  not  on  purpose  .  he’s  loyal  to  the  people  he  likes  though  so  that’s  nice  ! 

*  wanted  connections  .

long-term  relationship  on  the  verge  of  ending  ( open  to  f  /  nb ) :  i  have  a  lot  of  ideas  for  this  and  i’d  love  someone  to  do  this  with   soooooo  hmu  if  ur  tryna  plot  this  mess  out  👀 best   friend  ( open  to  m  /  f  /  nb  ) :  self-explanatory  but  everyone  loves  a  fun  best  friends  duo  fwb  ( open  to  f  /  nb  )  :  I  MEANNNNNNNN B) THIS??????  drugs   tw   tho  ( open  to  f  /  nb  )  :  mayb  they’re  crazy  when  2gether  🤪 ex-friend  ( open  to  m  /  f  /  nb  ) :  imagine  the  DRAMA ex  ( open  to  f  /  nb  ) : everyone  loves  a  messy  ex  plot  .  it’s  me  ,  i’m  everyone . exes to besties  ( open  to  f  /  nb  ) : can  u  imaGINE enemy  ( open  to  m  /  f  /  nb  ) :  there’s  definitely  someone  in  this  world  who  hates  griffin  .  or  on  the  flip  side  ,  this  might  be  someone  he  hates  !  maybe  it’s  even  mutual   personal   assistant/intern   ( open  to m  /  f  /  nb  ) :  SOMEONE   PLEASE  HELP  THIS  MAN  NOT  GET  FIRED  .  also  this  connection  has  sooooooo  much  potential  to  it  too  ! sibling  ( open  to  m  /  f  /  nb  ) :  can  be  sibling-sibling  ,  half-siblings  ,  step-siblings  ,  any  of  it  !   dealer  ( open  to  m  /  f  /  nb  ) :  yanno.

*  i’m  literally  down  for  anything  so  just  hmu :) i  wanna  plot  w  u  all  !

#masters.intro #like this post if u wanna plot n i'll slide into ur discord/tumblr ims 😎 #also yes...... i picked this gif solely bc it matched the blog aesthetic #drugs tw #alcohol tw

[blouisparadise]

We recently received a request for enemies and lovers recs. We already have an enemies to lovers fic rec list here, but after looking at that list, we realized we had much more to add to it and therefore decided to make a part two.

Happy reading!

1) I Couldn’t Get Away From You | Mature | 5185 words

Suddenly in the heat of the moment, Harry’s eyes turned darker as he pushed Louis’ back more and more towards the wall. “Fine.” He plants his lips on Louis’ and begins to roughly kiss him, soon enough turning it into a make-out session.

“Fuck you, Styles,” Louis moans and grips onto Harry’s shoulders, hands trailing up to the taller’s hair and gripping that as well.

“We’ll see about that.”

2) There's More Than One Place To Call Home | Explicit | 8416 words

Harry never asked for much from his neighbors - he didn't care about barking animals during the day or loud talking during the night.

The only thing he needed was silence when he was writing. And that was the only thing his new neighbor wouldn't give him.

Deciding to confront the loud guy who lived next door, Harry found himself ringing his doorbell one night. And that decision just may be the best thing that's ever happened to Harry.

3) Make A Run, Cause Some Rebellion | Explicit | 8824 words

As a general rule, kitten hybrids are small and disinterested in what other people want them to do, slightly evil and at least a little manipulative. Louis prides himself on being all of those things to varying degrees, but especially on being uninterested in what other people tell him to do. He’s still human goddammit, despite his pointy ears and penchant for curling up in the sun and taking naps.

He’s going about his daily business, knocking things over where he sees fit and leaving a trail of mess in his wake. As exasperated as it makes Liam he’s used to it by now, having shared a flat with Louis for almost three years now, and if Louis whines enough he’ll even clean up after him. It’s a great life, really.

With the exception of Liam’s stupid, broad shouldered, entirely too big mate, the one who always comes over to watch sports with him. Louis hates that guy. His hair is always greasy and he brings weird hipster beer with him when he comes that tastes like shit. And he won’t even let Louis have any of it, either. The only reason Louis even knows what it tastes like is because one time he stole a bottle from the fridge and fled to his room before Harry could catch him.

4) Something To Prove | Explicit | 9425 words

Louis is the first and only omega to work at Red Valley Medical Center. Despite being more than qualified, he still faces prejudice for his career choice everyday. From patients refusing his treatment to condescending alpha doctors intervening with his work, practicing medicine in Boston is more challenging than Louis had ever thought it would be.

5) Where Do We Go Now | Explicit | 10617 words

Louis goes off to college ready to start a fresh life away from the oppressive alphas of his pack.  The odds aren't in his favour when his new dorm mate turns out to be an alpha.  Louis hates alphas.

6) Enjoy The Ride | Not Rated | 11103 words

The one where Louis, an omega more than tired of being treated as lesser than alphas, is forced on a road trip by his beta besties only to meet Harry who might just be the alpha he never knew he wanted.

7) I Didn’t Fall For You (You Fucking Tripped Me) | Explicit | 20681 words

These days Louis tends to steer clear of dating alphas. He’s dated too many knotheads in his time, and he’s ready to just focus on school and his friends and his pet monitor lizard, of course.

Too bad the alpha next door won’t take a hint and stop using the worst pick up lines of all time on him. He’s really got to stop laughing with him--and talking to him and walking to class with him and letting him bring him coffee and tea and gifts for his lizard and watching Netflix together and...

8) Written In The Stars (That’s You And Me) | Explicit | 22632 words

Louis pushes himself up on one elbow and stretches enough to just barely trace his fingertips over Harry’s jawline. Harry’s eyes drop to track his movements as he does it again. “D’you feel that?” he whispers.

To him, it feels like all of the universe’s magic lives just beneath his skin when he touches Harry with intent. It feels like something special. Louis watches Harry’s lips part and wants to touch that too. He almost does, but then Harry shakes his head. “Feel what?”

6) Middle Ground | Explicit | 23516 words

Note: This fic has been locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Harry moves to a new town for work where he meets the enigma that is Louis Tomlinson.

10) When It’s Late At Night | Mature | 25597 words

The Late Late prompt that we all need to get through this excruciatingly hard time.

11) Supposed To Be | Explicit | 26100 words

The Geek Charming AU where Harry's a film geek, Louis' a popular jock, and they both need each other to get what they want.

12) Magical Soup | Explicit | 28850 words

Slytherin prefect Louis Tomlinson's seventh year at Hogwarts takes an immediate turn for the worse when he's made to be potions partners with Harry Styles, Hufflepuff's resident heartthrob and class clown.  Louis has always considered Styles to be a terrible show-off who coasts by on his charm and good looks, but the more they work together, the more he questions that idea.  As term goes on, will Louis be able to admit to himself that he might actually like Harry Styles after all... and maybe, just maybe, as more than a friend?

13) Building Me Up (But Buttercup, You Lied) | Explicit | 31007 words

Harry’s mouth felt dry just saying those words. What he had with Louis was so much more than a simple ‘fuck buddies’ situation. It was slow kisses in the morning between soft sheets and shy smiles, it was holding hands in the afternoon while walking and eating ice cream. It was breakfast for dinner, laughing and licking honey from each other’s lips as they shared goals and even some secrets, it was happiness, it was glow.

To Harry, what he had with Louis meant everything. Until Louis decided it meant nothing.

14) You’ve Set On Me | Explicit | 31100 words

Louis' in an obscure band. Harry's an international popstar. Their paths aren't meant to cross, not like this, but when Louis' band signs on as Harry's opening act, both Harry and Louis are forced to confront the open wounds of their shared past.

15) Nicotine | Explicit | 32245 words | Sequel

"We're two different types of people, Liam. He likes sex and drugs, I like theater and tea. Trust me, we'd never date." Except they would, they do, and neither of them plans on letting go anytime soon.

16) Let Me Feel Your Heartbeat | Explicit | 34572 words

Harry is 98% sure Louis hates him. So he feels like his bewilderment is justified when the omega offers to help him through his rut.

17) Close To Nowhere | Explicit | 34589 words

Louis and Harry are psychics who kind of hate each other. They go to Tennessee to investigate a haunting.

18) Make This Feel Like Home | Explicit | 42032 words

The house on West 28th Street in London is twice the size of Louis', more expensive than the price of all of his house and car payments combined, and is falling apart at the seams.

19) Strangers in Love | Explicit | 42207 words

Louis wakes up to find himself in a marriage with the last man he thought he'd ever end up with.

10) Why Can’t It Be Like That | Explicit | 63567 words

A fashion AU with a royal twist, where Louis doesn't need a stylist, Harry's thrilled to have a real life Barbie doll, and they're both very wrong about each other.

21) I Want You So Much (But I Hate Your Guts) | Mature | 83648 words

AU in which Louis gets accepted to play for the Manchester University Alpha-Beta Football Team. The only problem: Louis is actually an Omega. He is determined to make it big in the football world, though, and he can't do that bound to an Omega team. With the help of a faked doctor's certificate and some pretty strong suppressants he is ready to fight for his dream.

That Harry Styles (Alpha, second year and youngest football captain of the A-B team in ages) doesn't seem to like him complicates matters, though.

22) For Reasons Wretched and Divine | Explicit | 94655 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Ten years ago, Harry Styles was just a nerdy kid with one friend and a debilitating crush on the captain of his school’s football team. He thought the stars were smiling down on him the day he and Louis Tomlinson were paired for their end-of-term Literature project. But because Harry’s life is decidedly not a fairytale, the budding friendship quickly leads to the least happy ending of all time.

Now, Harry Styles is a household name. Barely twenty-seven with two Grammy nominations to his name, the singer-songwriter is poised to take the music industry by storm with his highly anticipated third album. So, what happens when the best producer in the business is also the only person Harry’s vowed never to speak to again?

23) You Drive Me Crazy (But It Feels Alright) | Explicit | 102306 words

Note: This fic has mentions of BH.

“Harry is not short for Harold,” he corrects, his voice as thick as molasses. He lowers his eyes to Louis’ sequined lapels, rubbing one between two fingers. “Is this small or extra small? It looks lovely.”

Louis breaks away from his grip with a petulant huff and pushes him back with two fingers.

“You’re mocking me. Again.”

Harry smiles and it's a real honest swoop of his lips this time. Louis’ stomach swoops with them.

24) Tainted Saints And Velvet Vices | Mature | 126056 words

A self-fulfilling Hogwarts AU in which Louis is new to seventh year and Harry is the resident devil-may-care Slytherin set to make his entire experience a living misery. Due to less than favourable circumstances they're forced to forge an unwilling, tentative relationship for their own survival. Repressed emotions, decidedly unromantic ballroom dancing, Triwizard Tournament tasks, creative jinxes and twilight flying above the Forbidden Forest ensue.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#bottom louis #top harry #larry #enemies to lovers #hate to love #fic recs #blp #blp fic recs

[raytaku]

Rierrot 1-20? :3

Oooooh thank you!! I wasn't expecting anyone to send me one of these fgdfdghhf

I'm throwing this under a readmore bc OOF did this get Long

1. When did they join the Zurkus?

I never really decided on an Exact time where Rierrot joined the Zurkus, but I did have an explanation of how they got there

They came across the Zurkus while they were walking through the desert at night. They ended up there by hitchhiking, and there were hardly any cars passing by. Somehow, they wandered away from the road and were trudging along the dunes.

They flop down onto one of the sand dunes, exhausted and ready to call it a night. They find themself looking up at the stars and are filled with a sense of wonder and awe. There's so many stars in the sky! They never saw how many there were in their home town.

Somehow, the sea of stars in the night sky makes them realize how small and how alone they are. They take a moment to think about this.

On the edge of their vision, they see some lights flicker in the distance. They sit up and squint to get a closer look. They hear faint explosions in the distance. Fireworks! They get back up to their feet and walk over to whatever is going on over there.

When they get there, they realize it's a circus. They gaze around at the tents, the cages, the posters and the audience. They don't see any performers, and assume they went to bed. Since they were feeling tired themself. They curl up behind one of the walls, out of sight, and fall asleep.

They woke up to a start the next morning as they thought the Zurkus wasn't a dream. And it sounds like someone's throwing bombs!

Rierrot spends the next few weeks or so trying to stay out of sight while living in the Zurkus, stealing food for themself and making a small "room" for themself in one of the old carriages that the Zurkus crew forgot about.

The Zurkus crew doesn't find out about them until Popee accidentally uncovers them. (I haven't decided if Popee accidentally makes them appear while trying to make an apple disappear or if they get blown into view by a bomb Popee threw)

Popee is about to unleash some Fury onto this random stranger but Papi stops them bc they can join the crew! Papi excitedly leads Rierrot to where the old costumes of past performers were stored and lets them pick out their costume and that's how Rierrot became a clown. :]

2. What kind of circus skills are they good at?

Rierrot is skilled with miming, knife throwing and contortionism!

They're somewhat good with magic tricks, but sometimes their clumsiness will get the better of them and everything falls apart. Their clumsiness also makes juggling, acrobatics and balancing hard.

They suck at tightrope walking and air acrobatics due to this, as well as their extreme fear of heights.

3. How is their relationship with Popee?

I think their relationship is best described like being siblings or cousins. Sometimes they fight and pester each other but they really care about each other and they get upset if something bad happens to the other (outside of Popee's tantrums that is)

Rierrot will stop what they're doing and head over to help Popee if they get hurt or need a hand with something, and they cheer Popee on when they're practicing tricks. Popee will try to cheer Rierrot up whenever they cry (which is often, they are a crybaby) if they're not in an angry or jealous mood ofc

4. How is their relationship with Kedamono?

Rierrot and Kedamono are besties! They both have a few things in common and both offer a shoulder for the other to cry on. Also Kedamono really appreciates Rierrot sticking up for him when Popee loses their temper (even if they do end up getting hurt bc of it)

And like with Popee, Rierrot will lend a hand if Kedamono needs one and will cheer him on when they're practicing. And also like with Popee, both Rierrot and Kedamono get upset if the other gets hurt/killed.

5. How is their relationship with Papi?

Rierrot's relationship with Papi is a little uneasy at first, but they grow used to him over time as they get to know him. They view him as a mentor figure that sometimes unintentionally oversteps their boundaries. Papi views them as an apprentice and kinda like another one of his children.

Rierrot will lend a hand to him typically, but helping Popee and Kedamono is a higher priority for them. They think that since he's the professional he doesn't need as much help as Popee and Kedamono. Rierrot will usually be upset if Papi gets hurt/killed, and Papi will usually be upset if Rierrot gets hurt/killed, but sometimes they'll just go "meh" if they think the other did something stupid (for example, if Rierrot is hurt/dies while trying to stop Popee from attacking Kedamono or Frog, Papi would just shake his head with disappointment)

Sometimes Rierrot will have tea with him or practice yoga/contortionism to spend time with him and to get to know him better.

6. Do they have a mirror form or are the the mirror form?

They do have a mirror form! Torrier! Torrier is an asshole and would probably make Popee look like a saint with how much they like to Start Shit. For Torrier I went the Junk Alley route and just inverted Rierrot's personality traits bc they don't really have an equivalent to swap personalities with.

7. Would they eat scorpions?

I guess it depends on the context and whether it is cooked or still alive. They would try to push themself to eat a cooked scorpion (but they might feel it's gross at first) but they would have a Very hard time trying to eat an alive scorpion.

And this reminds me of a short thing I was planning where the Zurkus crew were practicing eating scorpions for a sideshow act that I never got around to doing! fsdggh

8. How would they react to the White Wolf?

Oh they'd be Fucking Terrified.

9. How often are they killed?

I'd say more often then they have killed. So pretty often I guess.

10. How often have they killed?

If we're talking in terms of intentionally killed, very rarely. And in the rare times they do, it's typically "I've lost my patience with you, Die." or "You're a Threat, Die."

Typically they just accidentally kill others, typically from their own clumsiness or as a result of some freak accident.

11. What do they do after Popee leaves the Zurkus?

They also leave the Zurkus and go on their own path. They probably become an indie filmmaker or musician (maybe both)

12. UFO girls or board game?

Both!

13. How would they react to Papi kissing the poison out of them?

It depends on the context. If Papi didn't kiss the poison from someone else first they'd panic and fight him, but if they saw him kiss they poison out of someone else first they'd grimace and be like "This is awkward as hell, lets just get this over with as quickly as possible Please"

14. Reaction to coming back after dying for the first time?

Fear and Confusion. They'd p much act like Kedamono after he accidentally stepped on Popee's eyes in "Dance".

15. What they hate most about the Zurkus?

Probably the intense desert heat, the fact the Zurkus is so isolated and having to deal with Popee when they're angry. Also the scorpions. They're scared of scorpions.

16. What they love most about the Zurkus?

They love the circus arts, the Zurkus crew, Frog, and the fact that death is not permanent is a big plus.

17. How did they react to the Alien when they met?

They felt shock and awe. And then they learned that the Alien is kind of a grumpy guy and they were mildly upset (kinda in the :/ way, y'know?)

They still try to act kind and polite to the Alien bc they're trying to be considerate, like they don't know whet the Alien is going through, they might just be having a rough time (also they don't like being mean, especially to people with guns)

18. How did they react to the Frog(Kaeru)

I'm not sure if this is referring to Frog in General or in "Face" so I'll do both.

Rierrot was estatic when they first came across Frog and started feeding him bits of food to befriend him. They love this little guy and they will defend him if they need to, even if they need to fight the rest of the Zurkus crew.

In a scenario like in "Face" they would be shocked at first and then they would be like "I didn't know you could talk, little buddy! Why didn't you talk before?" and they end up unintentionally changing the topic and Frog doesn't end up telling everyone abt Kedamono's face bc Rierrot's too amazed abt a Talking Frog.

19. Any visual quirks/tics?

I guess in terms of visual quirks their cowlick is shaped like a heart and their eyes are red! But since it's a dark red they just look brown.

20. How would they react to Kedamono's face?

They would cry, not from sadness but bc they find Kedamono's face so cute.

#long post #popee ocs #ptp ocs #my ocs #zurkus tag #raytaku.txt #This took like. Two hours to write if you read all of this thank you so much #Also Thank you Anon for sending this in! I genuinely mean it since I don't get many asks asking abt Rie so it was nice revisiting them

[silverlightqueen]

this one is gonna be short but let’s call this the insta edition! my notes on chapter 22:

1. chan about chanbin

all i can think about is the fact that cb had to buy that woody doll and after halloween?? what is finna do with that after huh??? 😐

but looks really cute 10/10 i wanna kith him 💞💘💓

thing that chan didn’t have to do:

that

chan that caption was anything but necessary everyone (me) is always on hjs ass for being too much but what the HELL is this hunny

2. minho about jisung

HELP THE CAPTIONSHSJ€£\¥\%)

WHAT POSSESSED HIM TO DO THAT

honestly i hadn’t put together that he was a witch bcs i wasn’t wearing glasses and didn’t notice his hat so i just thought he was being hot & accepted that 😌

still 10/10 tho cause he owns my heart <33

3. changbin about felix

HIS USERNAME IS AMAZING 🤩

why are they all so HORNY jesus

felix looks so pretty 10/10 🥺

the way stands reminds me of the fuck it up kenneth vine IM SORRY

4. hyunjin about chan

NO BECAUSE U KNEW WHAT U WERE DOING WITH THIS DUO SIMMY 😡 ‼️

chan looks really good tho I WANT THOSE SHOES he’s on the rob list now too

he wore black clothes and a cape and called it a day and i respect that king LOVE the make up tho so 10/10

i’m not even surprised with the captions anymore at this point 😔

5. jisung about jeongin

his ass did not watch the movie huh 😐

joker is right ig because sir is a whole ass clown

ignoring that how DARE he???

NO ITS FINE JUST LOOK LIKE THAT AND MAKE ME CRY THATS FINE 😐‼️10/10

this look is amazing and he owns all of us

6. felix about seungmin

is he gonna hit me with that cane or is he gonna tell me to have nice day no one knows

HE LOOKS SO MF CUTE 😡😡😡I JUST WANNA SQUISH HIS CHEEKS AND TELL HIM HES PRETTY 10/10

his facial expression is really funny lmao what happened while taking that picture bae 🥴🤲

the corny ass caption but for some UNKNOWN reason it’s cute def not cuz he’s felix and everything he does is cute

7. seungmin about hyunjin

r u tryna kill me with this combination????

the caption 😐 he sat on that one for a while like he gave himself a thumbs up on that one (how did u even come up with that omg 😳)

he looks so tinY u don’t expect him to be king of the fboys when you see that 🥺🥺

10/10 love the way he’s not facing the camera -3-

8. jeongin about y/n

i’ve waiting for dis one TURN IT UP🕺‼️

i’m considering simpin for myself at this point

she looks so fine i don’t blame everyone being whipped for her 😳

27289252727290167738190110 out of 10

i liked the caption 👉👈 😌

9. y/n about minho

u feeding dem y/n x minho stans huh ‼️ good for them (am i one of them or not not even i know at this point)

minho really BODIED that look 👀 10/10

he’s so fine omg 😔✊

the caption tho 👁👁

idk tbh i saw the movie i just don’t remember anything :)

10. the tweets

why am i not surprised it’s felix 😐

no he’s not felix 😐

homeboy got so scared he changed outfits

chan asking the real questions

homeboy does wanna do a car wash but drama students is where he draws the line 😐

JEONGIN vs everyone pt. 162782

Down atrocious.

turns out it wasn’t short 👉👈 i finally caught up yay! it was so great and funny the nurse came in my room to ask why i was laughing lmao, i love making this lists because it makes me feel like i appreciate your writing more lol 🤧

anyway here’s the daily emoji meme, inspirit of the captions:

1. I’M JUST IMAGINING CHANGBIN WITH A WOODY DOLL ON HIS BED 💀

2. the whores of the group are really rubbing off on him 😭

3. NOOO NOT FUCK IT UP KENNETH 🥴 (tbh I got more ‘you know I had to do it to em’ vibes)

4. YES I KNEW EXACTLY WHAT I WAS DOING WITH THAT DUO 😈

5. FR HE LOOKED SO GOOD AS HARLEY QUINN 😳

6. he’s so adorable but he also did not want to be there like he looks so done 😭

7. honestly bestie it took me an AGE to do this part bc it was so hard to come up with the captions 🥴

8. she’s crazy fine, I’m a simp for y/n only ‼️💯

9. I gotta feed all of y’all bc the bliss is gonna be over soon 😈

10. ‘homeboy got so scared he changed outfits’ LMAOOOOOOOO 💀💀💀

I’m glad it could make you laugh bestie, and I love your lists so much!! thank you for putting so much effort into them 🥺💕

#I LOVE THE MEME 😭 #fits the vibe perfectly #kiyokoism #silverlightqueen asks

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Post Deadline Pinch Hits #1-3

PINCH HITS #1 - #3

We have three (3) Post Deadline Pinch Hits. These are due by 23:59 on December 27th.

To claim, please direct message the comm with which PH(s) you’d like and your AO3 name (DMing is required to preserve anonymity).

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PINCH HIT #1

For Owlmoose

Request 1 Art or Fic Fandom: Critical One-Shots: Bar Room Blitz   Jayne Merriweather

Summary Given Jayne's loyalties, I'm really eager to know what she's been up to during the time of Campaign 2. Mix it up with any other characters you like, but please keep it gen, and if there is violence I'd rather it not be too detailed or graphic.

Request 2 Art or Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign One   Pike Trickfoot & Grog Strongjaw

Summary Friendship fic please. I would love a story or artwork about the two of them growing up together, and getting into and out of trouble in Westruun.

Request 3 Art or Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign Two   Group: Caduceus Clay & Fjord & Melora | The Wildmother

Summary I'm quite fascinated by this entire situation and would be eager to see nearly anything focused on it. Gen only please.

Request 4 Fandom:Critical Role Campaign Two   Group: Fjord/Jester Lavorre

Summary This ship is getting really adorable and I'd enjoy pretty much anything focused on it. I prefer vanilla to kinky and character-based stories to porn without plot.

PINCH HIT #2

For Wiccy Request 1 Fic Fandom:Crash Pandas: Too Trashed Too Curious  Ringo, Sass Car, Guy on Motorcycle, Reggie Burns Group: Rhinestone & Albert T. "Baldpaw" Skunk, Group: Izzy/Vin Diesel

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Request 2 Fic Fandom: Critical Crossovers   Group: Beauregard Lionett & Grog Strongjaw, Group: Lockheed & Nugget & Professor Thaddeus & Trinket, Group: Melora | The Wildmother & Professor Thaddeus & Trinket, Group: Mollymauk Tealeaf/Shaun Gilmore, Group: Mollymauk Tealeaf/Taliesin Jaffe, Group: Nott the Brave & Scanlan Shorthalt

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Request 3 Fandom:Critical One-Shots: Thursday By Night   Fic Group: Vampire Liam O'Brien/Vampire Sam Riegel, Group: Vampire Liam O'Brien & Vampire Sam Riegel & Vampire Travis Willingham, Vampire Matthew Mercer

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Request 4 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign One   Group: Grog Strongjaw & Scanlan Shorthalt, Group: J’mon Sa Ord/Shaun Gilmore, Group: Keyleth/Percival "Percy" Fredrickstein Von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III, Group: Shaun Gilmore/Vax'ildan, Tiberius Stormwind

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Request 5 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign Two   Group: Animals of the Mighty Nein, Group: Animals of the Mighty Nein & Melora | The Wildmother, Group: Animals of the Mighty Nein & The Mighty Nein, Group: Avantika & Uk'otoa, Group: Beauregard Lionett & Professor Thaddeus, Group: Caduceus Clay & Fjord, Group: Caduceus Clay & Fjord & Melora | The Wildmother, Group: Caduceus Clay & Jester Lavorre, Group: Caduceus Clay & Pumat Sol, Group: Caduceus Clay & Pumat Sol & The Simulacra, Group: Fjord & Beauregard Lionett, Group: Frumpkin & Sprinkle & Nugget & Professor Thaddeus, Group: Jester Lavore & Nott | Veth Brenatto, Group: Jester Lavore & Sprinkle, Group: Pumat Sol & The Simulacra

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Request 6 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign Two   Group: Beauregard Lionett/Dairon, Group: Beauregard Lionett/Keg, Group: Caduceus Clay/Caleb Widogast, Group: Caduceus Clay/Eadwulf, Group: Caduceus Clay/Fjord, Group: Caduceus Clay/Fjord/Melora, Group: Caduceus Clay/Melora, Group: Caleb Widogast/Essek Thelyss, Group: Caleb Widogast/Essek Thelyss/Yussa Errenis, Group: Caleb Widogast/Jester Lavore, Group: Caleb Widogast/Mollymauk Tealeaf, Group: Caleb Widogast/Nott | Veth Brenatto, Group: Caleb Widogast/Nott | Veth Brenatto/Yeza Brenatto, Group: Fjord/Melora | The Wildmother, Group: Jester Lavore/The Traveler

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Request 7 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign Two   Frumpkin, Henry Crabgrass, Jourrael | The Inevitable End, Keg, Kiri, Marius LePual, Orly Skiffback, Professor Thaddeus, Sprinkle

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Request 8 Fic Fandom:Critical Role RPF   Group: Dani Carr/Taliesin Jaffe, Group: Laura Bailey/Sam Riegel, Group: Liam O'Brien/Sam Riegel, Group: Marisha Ray/Matthew Mercer/Taliesin Jaffe

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Request 9 Fic Fandom:Yeehaw Game Ranch   Any Character

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DNWs which apply to all requests: Hard core BDSM (including things such as nipple clamps, butt plugs, strap-ons, gimping, kinbaku, testicle/genital torture and humiliation), Big/little dynamics, age play, Lactation, Blood play, vore, inflation/stuffing, sounding, medical kink, body modification/body horror, descriptions of broken or breaking bones (saying a bone is broken is fine, detailing the sounds/feelings or descriptions of what it looks like after are not), description of eye trauma (saying eye trauma occurred is fine, describing it happening or what it looks like after are not), bestiality, rimming, water sports, scat, feet (as a kink or really any descriptions of them), Death!Fic (mentions of canonical death(s) is fine), unrequested setting AUs, unrequested non-canonical pairings, unrequested gender/sexuality identity headcanons/fanons (I do not consider WOG to be canon in most cases), heavy gore, mpreg, pregnancy/birth, characters under the age of 13, genderswap, first person pov, 2nd person POV (unless otherwise requested), poetry, clowns, underage (under 18) romance or sex, descriptions of child abuse, blood relative incest, cannibalism and zombies.

PINCH HIT #3

For Wildheartsneverdie Request 1 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign Two   Group: Beauregard Lionett/Jester Lavorre

Summary Request 1: Beau and Jester. Friends to kissers, baby! Does Jester realize she doesn’t need a stinkin’ man? Are they college roommates? Do they mutually realize their feelings might be more than just friendship? Anything focusing on them becoming more than friends will melt my heart, so get creative with this one.

DNW: Please nothing with graphic violence, character death, non-con, scat, vore. No a/b/o. No incest.

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Request 2 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign Two   Kiri

Summary Request 2: The continued adventures of Kiri. What kind of shenanigans does she get up to after departing the guardianship of the Mighty Nein? Does she make any new friends? Give me lots of fluffy fluff.

DNW: Please nothing with graphic violence, character death, non-con, scat, vore. No a/b/o. No incest.

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Request 3 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign One   Group: Taryon Darrington & Vex'ahlia

Summary Vex and Taryon Darrington. What do these two besties get up to at the Slayer’s Cake? Do they have a mysterious customer? Do they need a special ingredient for a special bake? Best friends forever!

DNW: Please nothing with graphic violence, character death, non-con, scat, vore. No a/b/o. No incest.

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Request 4 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign One   Keyleth, Pike Trickfoot, Vex'ahlia

Summary Ladies Night Out, Vox Machina Edition. I want to see the ladies of Vox Machina hanging out together, having a nice time or getting into trouble. Is there a little romance on the side? That’s for you to decide!

DNW: Please nothing with graphic violence, character death, non-con, scat, vore. No a/b/o. No incest.

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Request 5 Fic Fandom:Critical Role Campaign Two   Jester Lavorre, Beauregard Lionett, Yasha, Nott | Veth Brenatto

Summary Ladies Night Out, Mighty Nein Edition. I want to see the ladies of Mighty Nein hanging out together, having a nice time or getting into trouble. Is there a little romance on the side? That’s for you to decide!

DNW: Please nothing with graphic violence, character death, non-con, scat, vore. No a/b/o. No incest.

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