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ddejavvu · 1 year

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Reader getting shy while having public sex w Sirius- “cmon Bambi, show ‘em how pretty you look” ughhh 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

this post is 18+, minors dni.

It's not that you're trying to disobey Sirius's instructions. But keeping your neck on display is hard to do when all you want is to kiss your boyfriend, and he's down by your cunt.

"Head back, darling." He drags a finger up your slit, pushing gently against your clit as punishment, "Everyone wants to see you, don't hide away."

"'M not," You plead, tears of frustration lining your eyes, "I just- jus' want a kiss, Sirius, please."

"Oh, 's that right pet?" He croons, letting out a laugh that's a mixture of fondness and amusement to the small crowd of friends he's gathered, "We can manage that. Moony, the toy."

Remus reaches for a blue vibrator in a shoebox at his feet, and James looks like he'd rather be the one handing it over. But neither of them get to touch you, so it's fair.

"Let's put that right," Sirius trails the buzzing toy up your thigh, paying special attention to your clit that makes your legs tremble, "There."

He slips the vibrator into your slicked hole, and it slides into your cunt easily. He's gotten you plenty worked up, and the vibrations from the toy pulse through you in steady waves that have you whining where you're laid out on display.

"Now m'hands are free," Sirius makes his way to where your head is laying, but places a hand between your thighs when they threaten to squeeze shut, "Uh-uh, darling, keep 'em open."

"But-!"

"Open." Sirius reprimands, pinching at one of your stiff nipples. You buckle under his touch, biting back a whimper and nodding, fighting to keep your thighs spread.

"'Kay. Fingers first," Sirius instructs, holding out his two slick-coated fingers, still warm from your cunt, "Then a kiss."

You eagerly accept his thin digits onto your tongue, sucking and lapping at your own release as everyone gets a view of your lips pursed around Sirius's fingers. You hear 'fuck,' then, 'christ', but after that it's hard to focus because Sirius is pulling his fingers from your mouth and leaning down to meet you instead.

"Good," He hums, an inch from your face. He lets you kiss up at him first, your lips pressing desperately and sloppily to his mouth where he's grinning down at you. Only when you whimper does he reciprocate, his lips catching yours between them.

He kisses you nasty, his tongue laving over your own in search of the taste of your slick. He finds it and doubles down, practically sucking the taste off of your tongue.

James is nursing an awfully painful hard-on when you break from the kiss, and you can't deny that the thought of anyone's stiff dick inside of you sounds fantastic. But Sirius notices your gaze and redirects it with a finger to your chin, eyes sparkling with mischief as he leans down for another kiss, "Uh-uh, just me, darling. I'm all you need."

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carsontumbleweed · 4 months

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So i know I don't shut up about wanting to rewrite clone high but I actually started to put some ideas together. (Only gotten tophers and harriets designs down that's why there's only them. Topher sucks at gym)

But when I started to redesign and rewrite I decided I wanted to go all out cause you know self indulgence

Usually redesigns and yeah I changed the news character a bit. Basically just an au? Sometimes I changed stuff about their designs I didn't even hate like I don't hate the idea of Harriet having poofy pink hair, I don't mind fridas design except the colors I guess, I don't hate tophers design at all but I kind of just ended up changing it anyway for fun so please please please don't see this as me just hating on season two I'm just very obsessed with season one

I didn't make this to particularly hate on season two or anything but I've just been so hyper fixated on clone high recently and rewriting this and putting ideas together for characters I love so much is just so fun?? Like I am so happy doing it I can't even explain it. At first I wasn't sure about actually doing it because some people like season 2 and I think there are alot of things wrong with it but its fine for people to enjoy it of course. But again I'm doing this for fun and mainly kinda self indulgence. Stimming like so much even typing about it ughhh.

So I started to put ideas together. Revamping the new characters in a way. Again please see this as a dumb au this is just my opinions and stuff

Harriet: I actually really enjoy Harriet(not the design) but I was for them to amp her up by a lot? She was quirky she was fun I guess. In the rewrite I took alot of inspo from Ocean from ride the cyclone. I wanted to make her more preppy, more of an overachiever. I imagine she can be a little annoying sometimes but that's the fun of it. I imagine she definitely still talking drama and stuff but she's actually a lot nicer than Cleo was s1(depending if you get on her good side)

Topher: Tophers already an alright written character at least at first before they make him into a plot device to be thrown away easily. Since Abes the main character I guess he'd get more time 'on screen'. He's definitely that weird kid stereotype but I wanted to amp up his meanness, a big thing with clone high is that their stereotypes of teens Abes the awkward teenage guy, Joans the angry emo girl, Cleos popular. So I wanted to go more into his mean aspect and make him kind of 'emo' in a way?? If I had to describe it best it'd be in a 'mom get out of my room!!!!' Sort of way. He makes Abe kind of miserable by being negative and mean and doesn't notice that he brings people down is probably the reason he doesn't have friends. Abe and tophers friendship will most likely be on and off depending on the 'episode' but Topher does end up having an infatuation with Abe despite that.(no the stuff in ep8 doesn't happen don't get me started on the writing) He's annoying about it though. very try hard. Average white male on reddit going 'its fine to kiss your only male friend cause its totally platonic, I'm just preparing to kiss for the women you know. ' the reason he doesn't admit he's gay is cause he thinks being a straight male ally makes him look good despite the fact he's just some annoying and pathetic loser. He also copies Abes homework and steals his stuff.

Abe: I absolutely despise the fact they made him say slurs in the first episode when Cleo Joan and jfk were all right there. S1 clone high condemned them for that too because it was a satire! They literally comment on how bad Cleo is and yet s2 switches that just because it doesn't like Abe. Do not get me wrong Abe is not some perfect angel but I even enjoy when he is frustrating and I hate how the writers just went with the fanon versions of the characters. Okay rant over. Abes still the mc and I do want to comment on how the perception of 'nice guys' have changed. He's not a bad guy, he's just some teenage boy trying to Get a girl though. In the rewrote Abe goes back to being nervous around his crushes(Joan) but he's Still figuring himself out if he truly loves joan(even in the ending cliffhanger he's still unsure!!) I think part of him would be mad that she slept with JFK but also way too awkward to really have an argument about it. Imagine sputtering and stammering and he ends the sentence with hm..... And stares at her longingly and yes there ill be a dumb misunderstanding trope and now she thinks he hates her.

Cleo: girls one of my favorites in season 1 because she's funny to watch however I really hate how its so ignored that she's a bigot to Gandhi and homeless and poor people and lets be real a lot of other people(on the website see how she treats marie curie). Cause she's like that. Something I like about it though is that I always felt it was making fun of HER for being dramatic and shallow, she's a satire of a popular girl who thinks that she's better than everyone and in my opinion she's mainly well written in that way(I do have some problems with the writing obviously but yk) i think I've already explained a little about what will happen to her. When she gets unfrozen, she loses her captain of the cheerleading squad she's no longer the lead if every club and she's no longer the queen bee, her cat dies, her boyfriend breaks up with her and leaves her crying on prom night, and eventually she gets cancelled for saying stuff. I think ill make her kind of become an outcast (it becomes so bad she even resorts to talking to Topher, though its mainly insulting) she actually goes a little crazy and ruins Abes car a little, modern tv dramas usually do go crazy with plots and 'crazy insane girls' is a fair trope so I thinks its a pretty fair thing to say. Also since toots is still dead she still shares a room with Joan. Cleos insanely bitter about it

Frida: fridas basically the cool girl sterotype. She doesn't say much but literally everyone adores her(at least the new clones) ill give her some stuff like she's the class president and she dies run against Abe. She actually has trouble finding meaning in her art cause its kind of bland and she thinks she's living up to her clone mother just fine. She doesn't get with Cleo just yet but this is early in the rewrite and I want to take things slow and let them flow naturally. fridas still friends with harriet, who manages her campaign and stuff and I want to go more into their dynamic.

Confucius: he's mainly the same for some parts, I wanted to make him more than just some stupid tiktok jokes thougjh. I also leaned into more if him being a bad person in a way? (Hint hint Confucius was very into morals) and he'll do just about anything to get clout and stay amount the popular kids. He's in a cringey on and off relayionship with Harriet (think like any highschool couple) they fight a lot but they usually get back together and make out. Its annoying for everyone

Joanfk: I've never been a huge joanfk fan to be honest but since I'm only going off s1 cause s2 joanfk is ooc and soooooo annoying to me. No they don't date immediately, to be honest JFK sleeps with every girl in the school and she was just another one off the list even if he did feel for her issues. Since Joan thinks Abe is mad at her, they do actually end up talking and at first Joan starts to go on about how that was a 'slut thing to do' JFK tries to reassure her and such not trying too much. I do want them to get together for a little bit, Joans probably not used to guys actually liking her so she's a little open to it? But their break up is alot different. I want to go full satire like JFK and her fight like siblings over stiff and they see it as less romantic and more as friends, JFKs very shocked when he actually doesn't want to kiss her and he's all like 'ew!!! I've never liked a girl platonically before!! What the fuck.' (As much as I'm alright with joanfk s1 wise I think liking someone for who they are is the bare minimum in a relationship, its great that JFK likes her for who she is but he also likes every girl for who they are because he's a manwhore and the idea of them being more of a brotp is more fun to me)

Ill still add kahlopatra maybe but slowburn. Cleo IS a bigot though she'll have to real development I'm not just gonna put them together too quickly.

Note if you noticed Topher looks more rat like that is on purpose rats did come over with Columbus in a way and they are also disease carriers. And no he's not skinnier its just more distributed

Forgit to mention a lot more historical jokes cause the fact that they're historical figures just makes everything funnier to me

That being said I kind of hate shipping in clone high cause I always felt it was more about comedy and character dynamics. Shipping is cool I guess but I don't like watching a show just to see two characters kiss

okay I'm done I'm free.

#clone high #clone high fanart #clone high topher #topher bus #abe lincoln #clone high cleo #clone high frida #clone high au #joanfk #clone high joan of arc #clone high joan #clone high jfk #JFK #clone high confucius #clone high harriet tubman #clone high Harriet #clone high abe #fanart #Obviously not ship art of harriet and Topher lolll

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readreactrant · 2 months

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I need someone to make them fuck!!!

I don't know why it just occurred to me TODAY but the latest episode just really made me crave jinwoocest with the way everyone was just like 'hey you look so different now!' And they're so fucking right like ughhh *strained frustration noises* (╥﹏╥)

I'm holding out someone will do it first before I have to do it myself because as much as I'm hyped for the series I never really saw myself as much of a 'fan'. I mean I did read the manhua up to around the thirtieth chapter (I'm guessing, I don't quite remember), but it always felt kinda meh, since the story isn't what I go for in manhua/manga. I'm not a power fantasy bae, oop.

It used to be one of those things I'd rather watch than read despite the art being so fucking gorgeous but now I just might go back, just to have more fuel for this brainrot coming on.

I really want to meet more people that see the vision (I get it's not everyone's things go away leave me alone)

Anyways, if jinwoocest fics already exist on AO3 please send me links, I remember just browsing the Solo leveling tag at the start of the year to check and it looked so dry (to me) I'm just too scared to go back (~_~;)

#fanfiction #fanfic #anime #writeblr #solo leveling #sung jinwoo #solo leveling jinwoo #selfcest #someone shut me up #By writing this #plssss #ao3 struggles #fangirl problems #ore dake level up na ken

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abbatoirablaze · 2 years

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Bunk Mates, Chapter 13

Word Count: 2.7k Warnings: smut, unprotected sex

Alex’s POV

"How'd you get us to watch this snooze fest in the first place?" Lucy asked, looking up from her phone. I looked around, and the only one who really seemed to be into it was Granny. Cap was asleep in his chair, Ike looked confused, Lucy was curled up with her phone, and Andy matched Ike's confusion for once. I hit the save button on the laptop and Lucy looked at me, "oh yeah...because none of us were actually watching it."

"What's a boot binder?" Ike asked.

"Hey," Chief McConkey said, coming into the lounge area, "can you guys pause that please."

"Gladly."

Ike elbowed cap, and he woke up. Chief looked at all of us, "it has come to my attention that there is a blog coming from this station."

"A blog?" Lucy asked, "that's so five years ago."

"I just wanna know if any of y'all are blogging about station business?"

Captain Penisi began to laugh at him, "y'all?"

"Is anyone in here doing a blog?" Terry asked as he tried again, "Or building a blog, or writing a blog, or whatever it is you do with a blog?"

"Yeah, I blog right after I record my make up tutorials," Lucy said sarcastically, “oh and my DIY projects.”

"My unboxing videos have a huge following."

"Yeah, I'm more of a vlogger!"

"Yeah, I uh," Ike said, trying to join in, "blog about a...so stupid."

He laughed awkwardly to himself, as Terry looked around at me and cap, "great. Anyone else? Anyone else got one?"

"I'm not on this shift so," I shrugged, “no point.”

He looked at Eddie, who shook his head.

"Great stuff," Terry said, "but listen to me. If I find out that anyone from this station is blogging, I will cancel the Hulu subscription. "

Everyone began to get defensive, but he cut them off. Then pointed at Eddie, "can I see you in my office please?"

"What?" he asked, "Am I in trouble?"

"What's going on?" Lucy asked, "a blog?"

"By the way," Eddie said, turning to us before he left, "do not start watching a new tv show without me."

"Yeah whatever," Granny huffed, "You'll just go to sleep anyways."

"Not if we find a show better than Mrs. Winchester, you got that. I'm the captain. I'm being serious you guys."

We all looked at one another. I closed the laptop, "anyone have any suggestions on a new show?"

"OH, I heard about this show called Pelts from Shuck!" Ike said excitedly, "can we watch it?"

"What is it about?" Lucy asked.

"You'll see," he smiled. He got up to grab the remote and Granny moved, allowing Ike to sit next to me. Lucy moved into caps spot, and Granny took Ike's old spot.

"Why does this guy have an accent?" Andy asked as soon as it started up.

"It's Dave Bautista," Ike said, waving him off, "he's a fur trapper on the frontier in the 18th century."

"And what's with the piano?

"Stop. Stop asking so many questions," he said, getting annoyed, "he's also teaching music to the other fur trappers on the frontier, "

"What?"

"SHUSH!"

I looked up from my phone, "babe."

"Sorry Andy," he said frustrated, "I just...ughhh."

"What?" Andy asked, reacting to the show, "Ike they're not gonna sing with beavers…this doesn't make sense."

"Quiet please," he pleaded, “I’m trying to watch this!”

"No, no no. Eddie!"

Captain Penisi whipped in with Terry hot on his tail. He ripped the remote out of Ike's hand and paused it.

"What?" Ike pleaded, "no cap. Please. Don't. What?"

"I wanna know right now who's writing this god damn blog," he growled, “this ends now!”

"Again with the blog?"

"Yeah," he said quickly, "and who is the peter pan syndrome expert?"

"The what?"

"Someone accused me of having peter pan syndrome!"

"Wait?" Ike asked, "you wanna fly?"

"It means that he doesn't wanna grow up."

"Seems like he already has," Andy joked, "I mean how old are you cap?"

"None of your fucking business," he growled. I perked up. There was something in that tone that caught my attention, “Now who wrote this?”

I bit my lip and looked away as they continued going back and forth. My thighs rubbed together until the pressure felt like it was almost too much to bear. I was turned on.

"And to whoever wrote this," he growled, "I do not dye my hair."

"Your hair looks great cap!"

"Calm down!" Terry said.

"Yeah, calm down," Ike pleaded, "hey you should watch the new show with us. It's called Pelts. Dave Bautista is an 18th century fur trapper in the Canadian frontier. And he also runs a music school for the other trappers. Andy loves it."

"I'm not into it yet."

"I don't want to watch a new show. I want to get to the bottom of this."

"Well, that's no problem cap, we can just subscribe to the guy and see when he posts."

"It's pretty incriminating," Terry said, “you may not want to see it.”

"I have a feeling it's Granny," Andy said, pointing a finger at him, "I mean he likes to write."

"Man, you were the one that likes to gossip"

"What? I do not."

"Well, I set my phone to alert me any time a new blog drops. Like Alex said," he said, holding up his phone. "Alright. You've been warned."

"Cap, no one here is blogging," Ike said, shaking his head, “can we just get back to the show?”

The lights went out, and everyone began to say that no one was allowed to leave. They turned on their lights, and then power came back on. Cap's phone buzzed

"Bingo. A new blog just dropped."

"Someone just posted a blog in the dark?" Andy asked, "that's crazy."

"Says here," he said, "captain just found out about the blogging, And he's pissed. Stay tuned. Someone in this room is blogging. And we're gonna find out who."

Cap and chief walked away, and I excused myself. I didn't know what was going on with me, but that intensity had me ready to go. A moment later Ike followed me out, "hey are you okay?"

I looked down the hall, and pulled him into the first room, then closed the door. Before he could ask what I was doing I pressed our lips together. He chuckled and kissed me back. I moaned against his lips, and my hands travelled under his shirt. Gripping his hips, I pushed my own against his. He pushed away.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't know," I said breathlessly, "I just...was so turned on I wanted to...you know....and we haven't...."

"Done it in a few days," he finished. I nodded, "we're at work."

"You don't think it'd be sexy to have a quickie here?"

He smiled.

Ike’s POV

"Ike," she moaned. I tried to keep her quiet as I thrusted again. She gripped my shoulders even harder and stifled her next moan against my chest. I lifted her chin to kiss her. She playfully bit my lip, and this time I moaned. Her nails raked down my chest, and I released with one final thrust. I pushed myself as far into her as I could, and I felt her body shaking around me.

"I love you," I whispered to her. Looking at my girlfriend, I pushed some hair from her face as I gave us both a second to recover. She kissed me deep wrapping her arms around me, “Fuck…Alex.”

"I love you too," she smiled as I broke the kiss. I started pulling out, and her body shook while her pussy quivered around me. It was almost enough to set me off again. I stopped, bracing myself against the table I'd sat her on, and took a long, deep breath. She began playing with my chest and kissed my neck, “Love you, Ike.”

"Baby."

"Mmm," she moaned. Her half-shielded eyes looked at me, full of love, and I forgot what I was going to say. I loved seeing her in moments like these. She was spent, but so full of energy and love for me...it made everything I'd ever been through worth it, because it led me to these moments. She happily began tracing patterns along my abs, “What did you need Ike?”

"We should probably get dressed." I sighed. I pulled out quickly and she cursed. I began grabbing her stuff and placed them beside her, “we can’t let them know we just did that.”

"Oh god," she said, looking at me, "Ike, what if they heard us?"

"You didn't seem to mind that idea a few minutes ago," I chuckled, “that actually seemed to turn you on.”

"Ike when we came..."

"We were a little loud," I admitted, "but I didn't hear anyone yelling at us...maybe they didn't hear us..."

"At all though?"

I shrugged, throwing my boxers and pants back on. By the time I threw my shirt on, she was already dressed and waiting for me. I unlocked the door, and I could feel her grab my hand from behind, "no one's out here. I think we're in the clear."

"Really?”

She let go and walked around me. Peering down the halls, we didn't see anyone. No one was in the lounge area. "I think we're in the clear."

She turned around and pulled me to her by the belt loops, "I think that was the most incredibly wild thing we've ever done."

She giggled and I couldn't help but feel a new wave of energy rushing through me .She was right.

"Holy shit," I agreed, "that was....and who knows...maybe we can do it again."

"Maybe," she said with a wink. "I'm gonna go ask cap if he wants me to grab everyone lunch. Want to find the guys?"

"Sure.” I smiled. We kissed and parted ways. I headed down the stairs. It blew my mind when I saw Lucy and Andy down in the bay.

Shit.

We really got away with it.

I grinned, and pushed open the door, flexing as I cam close to them, "HEY! Who's ready for some more Pelts. I AM HOOKED!"

Tone it back buddy.

They'll know something is up.

"Now's not the time Ike."

"Really?" I asked, not really referring to the show. I was surprised they hadn't asked where I was. I lied, hoping they wouldn't question it, "Bautista is about to play a concerto for the Iroquois chiefton and his daughter."

"I think we're cool," Lucy said, shaking her head.

"Pretty big moment, right?" I asked, "I'm not kidding. I'm gonna start it right now."

"Okay.

"PELTS!"

"Cool cool cool cool cool!" Andy said.

I felt a little angry that he didn't question my excitement.

I kinda wanted to tell him what really happened upstairs and that was why I was actually so energetic.

"Cool cool cool. Great...don't come crying to me later, okay?"

I walked off, back towards the secondary set of stairs. I was met with Alex back in the main lounge area, "hey. You okay?"

"I'm fine."

"No," she said, stopping me where I was, "you were fine a few minutes ago..."

"I just...I wanted to tell Andy about what we did," I admitted, "but everyone is all caught up in this stupid blogger business."

"Ike!"

"What?"

"You were gonna tell Andy what we did?"

"Well yeah," I nodded, "that was really hot. And Andy is my best friend."

She sighed, "yeah, we're not having sex here anymore."

"Oh, come on," I laughed. She shook her head at me and began walking back to the chairs. I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind and started kissing her neck and shoulders, "come on. Don't pretend to be mad at me. You know I'll just make you laugh."

"Stop," she giggled. I kept kissing her. She finally turned around, "okay. Okay. I give. I'm not mad."

"I know," I smiled, "I just wanted to keep kissing you."

"Are you trying to insult our masculinity on purpose?" Cap asked Lucy.

"What?" she asked, "she's awesome. Ike. I heard you listen to her stuff the other day."

"What?" I asked, feeling really embarrassed. The guys started gawking at me. I pointed at Lucy, "you know what that was. This chick put it in my playlist. My spotify. I would go to see the whole concert though. If you guys wanna do that. We're here working out. LET'S GO GRANNY. COME ON. LIE DOWN."

Granny obeyed and we began another set.

"You guys are the worst!" Lucy yelled, leaving the bay.

"You could have literally said anything," Granny pointed out, "you know, like the fact that Alex actually did put Tay Tay McVee on your playlist, but you went with this chick?"

"Yeah," I admitted, "I panicked."

"It still blows my mind that I can't find anybody to go to this concert with me," Lucy whined as Granny and I arm wrestled. "I need different friends."

"Try someone with estrogen. Wait, didn't you ask Alex?" Andy said, "Come on Ike. Let's go."

"I did ask her," she groaned, "she said she wasn't feeling well. That's why she's not here. You know I always do what you guys want to do, but when I suggest something, you're like 'no that's a chick flick,' no that's a chick restaurant, or that's a chick something' I just."

I tried tuning her out as she complained. We cheered when I won the arm wrestle. Rolling her eyes, she headed towards the bar, "anyone notice Lucy has been getting more grumpy ever since your girl went back to C shift?"

"I guess," I admitted, "Alex has been kind of grumpy too though."

"Maybe it's a chick thing," Andy chimed in, "sometimes my mom and sister get like that when they're apart."

"I guess."

"They haven't been here that long though," Granny said, "they've been here less than a year."

"Speaking of time," Andy smiled, "did you guys know that it's my five-year anniversary at the station."

"Hey, you know what that means?" Granny asked, "chief owes you a five-year anniversary meal."

"What's that?"

"Chief takes you out for the most expensive meal on your five-year anniversary."

Really?"

I nodded. Granny pointed at him, "you tell chief where you wanna go and he'll pay for it."

"What would we even talk about."

"Stallone," Granny smiled, "he loves Stallone."

"Judge dread."

"Yeah," he smiled.

"This is awesome!" Andy said happily. He got up, "I'm gonna get another drink. You guys want anything?"

We both agreed for another, and I looked at Granny, "that's weird. Chief never did that for me when it was my five-year anniversary."

"He doesn't give anyone a five-year anniversary dinner," Granny smirked as he looked back to the table, " I made it up. I just want to see Andy's face when he asks chief for a free dinner."

I laughed, "that's awesome. Oh my god, dude. That's really cool."

"What's really cool?" Andy asked, coming back to the table. He set some more beers in front of us. I took a long drink.

"oh, uhhhhh..." I began.

"We were talking about how proud we are of you that you've been at the station 5 years."

"Aww really?"

"Yeah." I nodded, "it's awesome."

"Aww you guys are the best," Andy smiled, "for real, lift up your beers."

We both shrugged and lifted our bottles, "to us?"

"To the best guys anyone could ever know," Andy grinned, "Thanks for being so awesome, guys."

"Anytime little buddy."

"So hey," Andy smiled, "I have a question."

"Yeah?"

"You guys remember two weeks ago when Alex was on our shift with us?"

"Yeah," I smiled, "why?"

"You guys ever think what it would be like if there were more girls on the shift? Like if Alex were to be on A shift?"

"She told me that cap and chief have talked to her about it, but she doesn't want to leave C shift short handed," I admitted, "she's really dedicated to those guys."

"Those guys are dicks though."

I shrugged, "it's not my call."

My phone buzzed.

"That your girl" Granny asked.

I nodded, opening up the text

A: Any way on your way over you can pick up some soup and electrolytes?

I: Of course. You okay?

A: Not sure...haven't been feeling too good the past few days.

I: I'll be home soon.

"Hey guys," I sighed, "Alex just messaged me...she needs me to stop at the store and stuff. She's not feeling well still."

"You gotta go?"

I nodded, "yeah."

"No problem..." Granny shrugged, "give Alex our best."

Chapter 14

#tacoma fd #trutv #firefighters #ike crystal #andy mywani #terry mcconky #lucy mcconky #lucy mconky #granville #eddie penisi

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hwiyoungies · 5 months

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hey gworl it’s hag anon here back with another rant… but first of all how are you 🩷🩷 anything interesting going on? this adult life shit is still kicking my ass and my bones are aching in my late 20s 😭 also ik you love one piece so i need like. motivation to continue. i stopped at the beginning of water 7 arc and a lot of people say that’s when it gets rly good but i couldn’t bear the frustration after usopp ****** (i don’t wanna spoil your followers but maybe you know what i’m talking about) LOL UGHHH SHOULD I CONTINUE does it actually get better………… i love shounen but one piece pacing is kinda clunky to me at least for the most part until skypeia arc ish? lmk wat u think !

anyway for the rant, i think people online ,and especially younger ones, have an issue with virtue signaling nowadays. it’s very apparent in the kpop community. it’s like they feel so monitored that they feel the need to show others how much of a good and upright person they are, and if they don’t, then that can ONLY mean that they’re a bad person. no in between. i think that’s why they feel the need to quickly react to anything and post their sentiments denouncing this or that bad thing without first reflecting and reading up on it. apparently silence on a topic can only mean you support or condone something immoral, like can’t we just gather information first before forming an opinion?? and why do we need to tell anyone what we think or feel. it’s good to inform others and ourselves ofc, but it honestly feels like a lot of people nowadays are just retweeting, reblogging, reposting shit for the sake of LOOKING upright and not getting “cancelled”, instead of actually caring about the conversation at hand.

another complaint: if you’ve seen the woozi thing. there are people being weird from both sides 🥲 there are people calling him a ped0, spreading misinformation about him, calling him a bad person. all of that is dumb imo. then there are defenders who are saying “wow unstanning him? it’s as if you’ve forgotten everything good he’s done” HUHHH. why is that relevant. the whole conversation around it is tiring tbh

also i’ve been seeing a lot of complaints from educators that literacy rates and reading comprehension are at an all time low. it kinda shows with how people act online 😭😭😭 this is truly such a “hag” thing to say but i genuinely believe that minors’ screen time should be restricted LOL

not the aching bones...... my back has been killing me lately and i'm like my guy please let me have one thing LMAO

the whole water 7 saga is honestly so fucking good LMAO they're nto lying when they say it genuinely gets so so so good after that, but i also will not lie i did watch a lot of it at like 1.5 or 1.25 because the pacing of the anime leaves a lot to be desired LMAO but water 7 and the arcs that follow it are honestly some of the best in the anime so if you have the time and do enjoy it i truly say go for it 100% recommend

man i truly couldn't agree with you more literally nothing to add because you're simply so right. sometimes it does feel like people care more about appearing to be good and have outstanding morals rather than actually understanding what is going on. especially with the wz thing i saw so many people make so many grave accusations so quickly without even knowing what they were talking about. all the information we have about wz is vague, i 100% understand if people feel uncomfortable and wanna distance themselves but i also understand if people don't.

and god they truly are, hag thing to say as well but everyone is taking everything in media with face value instead of thinking hm could this mean something else like i'm begging all of you read an actual book or analyze what you're watching idk man LMAO

#asks #hag anon

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saintobio · 3 years

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ughhh toji and yn night out and she comes back with hickeys and she's sore cuz toji is better than gojo 😛😛 feels good to think about HAHA

Anonymous said

Been thinking about how Y/n would be texting Toji while smiling and Gojo notices how she's been happier than she's ever been since they got married, and he questions her about it but she makes up a lie. Also thinking about how Gojo would think she's sleeping next to him only to find her gone in the morning, she's with Toji and they've been going at it since he picked her up in his car and when she gets home Gojo notices she has hickeys all over her and she's walking funny because Toji fucks better than Gojo 😕 I'm sorry this is super long I just really want her to get back at Gojo with Toji. 😭

Anonymous said

When Gojo went in to kiss Y/n I was hoping for Y/n to lean back. THOUGH DADDY TOJI MADE AN APPEARANCE 😩✋ I WAS HYPING HIM UP. I honestly hope towards the end of the story Y/n leaves Gojo and goes for Toji.

@the-golden-jhope said

OKAY BESTIE THIS CHAPTER IS A MASTERPIECE! the toji crumbs you’re giving us is what i live off of i can’t stand gojo. like he has no right to get upset at us for acting like him??? i hope y/n starts hanging around toji more i want gojo to feel what y/n feels when sera is around. please if y/n doesn’t want toji, i’ll gladly take him 😻

Anonymous said

But like i imagined some headcanon from ur story,like:

Gojo is slowly falling out of love on sera bcz that one time when he saw Toji and y/n happily laughing together and he got jealous🏃🏻‍♀️

Anonymous said

PLEASE GIVE Y/N WHAT SHE DESERVES!!!! I BEG OF YOU!

TOJI AND Y/N FOR THE WIN!!! THEY WOUOD BE SO GOOD WITH EACH OTHER!! MEGUMI WOULD HAVE A MOM 😭😭😭

Y/N IS SO SWEET AND CARING, A GOOD FIT FOR TOJI AND MEGUMI’S SMALL FAMILY🙏🏼

Anonymous said

man i really want y/n to finally have had enough of satoru and go full out on screaming out all of her frustrations and hardship she has been put through by satoru

then maybe leave the house and have a get a way with drink your respect juice mr toji 🥴🥴

Anonymous said

also adding on to my previous ask , imagine if y/n went ahead and create her own brand with mr toji's help and DID NOT discuss it with gojo at all ,

then one day at the mall , while taking his bitch ass mistress out to the newest high class brand that's been the hot topic for awhile , he saw y/n and toji inside working together ,, can't wait for u to crush gojo omg ,, I WANT HIM YO SUFFERRRR

Anonymous said

I was waiting for this series to finish but I started taking some peeks and lol, I am a Toji Stan now. Even if they don't become endgame, I still want Toji to take the reader away from all the pain and protect her 🥺

Anonymous said

omg now I can't help but imagine how hurt furby would be if he sees reader dancing to the same song with Toji at some party/marriage/rich people-yada-yada-thingy. They're laughing quietly and dancing together, just having fun, not really paying attention to the lyrics (I'm so whipped for this friendship toji and reader can have 🥺) and furby is the one looking in from the outside for the first time. Furby ruined the song but now it's overwritten with this sweet memory Toji gives the reader 🥺🥺

toji serving second lead syndrome :)))) you’ll def see more of him soon

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not #tw.cheating

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I'm in the middle of reading all ur works but I'm impatient because UR AMAZING LUV 😩✨ the transition from angst to fluff *chefs kiss* *salt bae's sprinkle* UGHHH sooo 👉🏻👈🏻 I'm just wondering if its possible to write a fan turned in to wife with bokuto and oikawa 🥺 ITS OKAY TO IGNORE THIS IF IT SEEMS COMPLICATED TO WRITE AJDHAKWPWODNDIE,, TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOURSELF LUV!!! 💗

Hey, bub. Thank you so much for reading and loving my works 🥺 HOW CAN I IGNORE SUCH GOOD REQUEST, HM?! It would be an honor to do it! I just hope I did it right and gave it justice though 😭 Anyway, here's your request, bub! I hope you like it. Have a good day, stay safe and stay hydrated! ♥️

Number 1 supporter

genre: fluff

warnings: manga spoilers, message me if i missed any

a/n: italicized paragraphs in bokuto's part are all flashbacks. read the warnings before you proceed. warnings have been put there for a reason.

ft. timeskip!oikawa tooru, timeskip!bokuto koutaro

curious on how to thank your number 1 fan? that's simple. just give them a ring, your family name, and you're all good to go.

Oikawa Tooru

You screamed on top of your lungs as your boyfriend, Oikawa Tooru, managed to get another perfectly landed spike.

People were roaring, drums were beating and the players were beyond exhausted but not once did their defense nor offense falter. Every spike, every block and every drop was worth the point. With their adrenaline putting them on top of their game, both teams played as if their life depended on it.

And in the end, Oikawa's team managed to secure their victory.

With a giant smile on his face, Oikawa searched the crowd as soon as their winning point was received, and despite the number of people shouting and cheering for his name, yours was only one he could hear perfectly.

There you were, in the middle of the crowd, wearing his spare jersey while holding a handmade poster of his perfectly written name.

The sight of you brought him a lot memories and he can't help but thank god for giving him the opportunity of meeting you, and at this moment, he knew that this was it.

This was the perfect time and there's no way he's going to let it pass.

After shaking each other's hand, Oikawa quickly made his way to the back of the gym. He took a quick shower, changed into some fresh clothes and with shaky hands, took the purple box he had in his bag.

He made his way back to the court where he was instantly crowded with the media. Flashes of lights surrounded him and several microphones were almost shoved at his face.

With a chuckle, Oikawa scratched the back of his head and tightened his grip on the box he was holding.

"Mr. Oikawa, you were amazing back there. You seemed almost unstoppable. What drived you to perform at the best of your game today?" one reporter asked.

Out of all the questions from the interviewers, that was the one that caught his attention. Turning to face the said reporter, he took the microphone which made the reporter blush immensely.

"Well, of course, I always do my best. I'm always the best," he said which earned a chuckle from the other reporters. "But since you're asking what drived me to be at my top performance, I'd say that it was probably this person-"

You squealed as Oikawa tugged at your hand, effectively pulling you out of the crowd and to his side. You blushed at the action and hid your face to his chest in embarrassment, his hand immediately rubbing circles on your back as he grinned.

"Sorry, guys. It seems like my dear y/n-chan is still quite camera shy."

You grunted against his chest and lightly hit his arm, a quiet mumble of "shut up," slipping past your lips.

"But seriously, out of everyone that cheered for me, this person right here-" Oikawa paused for a moment, his hand angling your face to look up at him before he continued, "-was the one whose cheers never failed to reach me, and since we're already here, I want to take the opportunity to ask them a very important question."

Murmurs filled the court as the star player went down on his knee and looked at you with a nervous smile. There, in front of you, was Oikawa Tooru holding a ring with hope in his eyes.

You felt your eyes tearing up and you instinctively brought a hand to your lips. "Tooru..." you whispered with a shaky voice.

"Y/n-chan, you've been my number one supporter since highschool. Don't you think it's about time you get promoted?" he said with a teasing voice, "I can still even remember the way you fainted when I accidentally aimed a ball towards the stand and hit your stomach. God, as rude as it may sound right now, I'll never regret and forget that day. I mean, how can I? Iwa-chan scolded me for the whole day and ordered me to apologize to your fan group," Oikawa added with a fond smile as if he was envisioning the situation inside his mind.

"You didn't leave when I was at my lowest point, but instead stayed beside me when almost everyone had their backs turned against me. You were there in every matches we won, in every matches we lost to, and in every milestone that I got. You accepted the challenges of being in a distance relationship with me despite the doubts, insecurities and countless possibilities surrounding us. Heck, you even followed me here in Argentina after you graduated." With his free hand, Oikawa wiped the tears now trailing down his cheek, his voice becoming shaky with every passing second. "You were always there and I don't know what I'd do if I never have met you. So now, I'm asking you, can you not only be my number one supporter but also my wife?"

You instantly nodded your head, your figure now trembling as you cried out of happiness. "Yes, yes," you answered repeatedly.

With a relieved sigh, Oikawa slipped the ring on your finger and stood up. He enveloped you in his arms, burrying his face to the side of your neck as he tightened his embrace. "Thank you. I love you so much, baby. I promise I'll be the best husband. I won't let you down," he murmured against your skin before pulling away to stare at your eyes. "I love you."

You leaned to his hand when he cupped your cheeks, eyes almost closing at the soothing feeling of his touch. "I love you, my Tooru."

Your lips slowly met each other's. Your arms encircling his neck while his arms snaked around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

And as the flashes of cameras captured this moment, Tooru thanked his lucky stars for bringing you to him.

Bokuto Koutaro

Bokuto heaved out a relieved sigh as he stepped inside your apartment. Making sure to close the door behind him, he carefully made his way to the bedroom where his face immediately lit up at the sight of you sleeping while wearing one his shirts.

He placed a gentle kiss on your forehead before heading to the shower since he didn't want to go to bed smelling like "sweat and rubber" as what you like call it.

With his head casted downwards, he allowed the water to drip down his body, a pleasant feeling enveloping him at the feel of the hot water relieving his tense muscles. Bokuto then noticed his wedding ring which he forgot to take off before he entered the shower. Well, it's not like he wanted to take it off in the first place anyway.

As he stared at the ring in his hand, he couldn't stop the fond smile from making its way to his face. Several scenarios started playing in his mind but the one he always loved getting back to was the day he first met you.

"Cheer up Bokuto-san," Konoha said as he gave Bokuto a pat on the back.

The team have been trying to cheer Bokuto up for almost half an hour now. The white haired male was currently seated in between two narrow walls, his hair casted downwards and a pout playing on his lips. "I don't wanna," he mumbled childishly before looking away.

"What happened?" Akaashi, who was still panting, asked as soon as he entered the gym.

Konoha crossed his arms over his chest, giving a quick glance at Bokuto before shifting his gaze to Akaashi. "He's been like that since we started the second set of the practice match. He said that he can't spike anymore unless its you who's going to toss for him," Konoha answered with a frustrated groan. "We did everything we can. The rest is up to you."

Akaashi nodded in understanding before making his way to their captain. "Bokuto-san, let's go. Something came up so I was late but I'm here now. I'll toss for you so can you cheer up now?"

As Bokuto was about to answer, a sudden yell echoed throughout the whole gymnasium.

"Cheer up Bokuto senpai! You're the best captain and ace so please don't give up! You can do it!"

It was a feminine voice. A feminine voice yet loud enough for everyone to hear.

Bokuto looked at the bleachers and immediately spotted your figure. He can't help but grin at your determined look, you had a big smile on your face and a poster in your hand despite the game not being an official match.

Everyone was in awe as they watched their captain stood up, a sudden boost of confidence enveloping him as he puffed out his chest. "Hey, hey, hey!" he exclaimed with a booming voice, his hand pointing towards your direction before he flashed an almost award winning smile.

That was the first time they witnessed their captain cheering up because of someone that wasn't Akaashi.

From that day on, Bokuto would always scan the crowd and look for you, and not once have you ever failed in showing up.

It wasn't long then when the two of you finally talked, thanks to Akaashi's efforts. It was actually Akaashi who first invited you personally to watch one of their official matches.

Bokuto couldn't do it because despite his personality, he would always feel his panic rising at thought of inviting you himself. So, the solution? Whine continuously to Akaashi until he gives up and do it for him. Fortunately, it worked.

Everything went smooth sailing after that.

But even if your relationship with each other progressed, you still remained as his number 1 fan. You would still make posters and give him gifts everytime they win. In exchange, Bokuto would always do his best and give you the biggest hug as soon as each matches finish.

A few years forward, Bokuto became an official player of the MSBY black jackals. You were the first person he celebrated it with and the person who encouraged him to continue playing in order to achieve his dreams.

You became his anchor and his strength, the person he would run to whenever he was doubting himself and everytime he needed someone to hold him.

It was then during their victory party against the Adlers when Bokuto finally realized that you were really the one for him. As he watched you dance and laugh with his teammates, he got the feeling that he shouldn't let you go anymore.

You were it for him.

"I was looking for you," you said with a pout as you balanced yourself on your boyfriend's arm, your vision hazy and voice slurry due to the alcohol in your system.

Bokuto tightened his hold on your waist, his eyes scanning over your drunk figure as you basically clung to him like a baby. "Sorry, baby. I had to go buy something real quick, couldn't stop myself."

"Mhmm," you hummed, obviously not getting anything from what he said. "Carry me, please... Wanna go home."

Without any objections, Bokuto leaned down to scoop you in his arms and then placed a kiss on the tip of your nose before carrying you all the way to the car.

When you woke up, the smell of pancakes was the first thing you noticed. You stood up and padded your way to the kitchen where you saw Bokuto cooking with his back turned against you.

One of your eyebrows shot up as you heard him grumbling something inaudible. Silently, you sneaked your way to him and suddenly wrapped your arms around him from the back.

Bokuto jumped up in surprise before turning around. He quickly covered your eyes as he said in a panic voice, "Baby! Don't look at the pancake yet, okay? Go take a seat. I'm still not done."

"Hmm, you seem suspicious but alright," you answered with his hand still covering your eyes. You pouted your lips and smiled when you felt him giving you a short kiss before guiding you to the table.

Once he was finished, you rose an eyebrow at the nervous look on his face while holding the plate filled with pancakes. "You okay, baby?" you asked in concern.

Your boyfriend only nodded before carefully placing the stack in front of you.

A small flower was neatly placed on the side but what caught your attention was the message written out of chocolate syrup on top of the pancake.

MARRY ME?

"Kou?" you whispered before taking your eyes off your breakfast.

What you saw next was enough to bring tears to your eyes.

Because as soon as you looked at him, Bokuto went on his knee and opened a small box, revealing an expensive ring that you'll soon be wearing. "I'm sorry if I only wrote marry me on the pancake. It wasn't big enough to write the whole 'will you marry me?' and that's why I'm here, down on my knee, to ask you directly."

Despite your tears, you can't help but giggle at the rhyming in his words. "You got that idea from Akaashi, didn't you?"

Bokuto pouted before mumbling a small "Dont interrupt me."

Seeing you nod, he continued, "Baby, we've been together for several years now and yet we're still here - going strong without any intent of separating any time soon. You were the first person who was able to cheer me up without Akaashi's help and the only person who caught my attention by shouting during one of our matches." He chuckled shortly before proceeding, "You've always been there to support me. You're my number one fan, my number one supporter and the best girlfriend I could ever ask for. I know that sometimes I'm not easy to deal with but still, I'm going to take my chance. To my number one fan, will you marry me?"

Bokuto stared at you in anticipation, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his head as he waited patiently for your answer. The moment he heard you saying yes, he immediately felt as if he was the luckiest man in the world.

Slipping the ring on your finger, he stood up and pressed his forehead against yours. "Thank you, thank you, baby. Love you so much," he said repeatedly as he showered your face with kisses.

"Kou, are you done yet?"

Your voice brought him out from his daydreaming. Scanning the area around him, Bokuto chuckled as he realized that he was still inside the shower.

He then turned the water off and dried himself before wrapping a towel around his waist.

"I'm sorry, baby. I just remembered something important," he said as he walked over to you, placing a kiss on your forehead and murmuring a low apology for taking too long.

"Wanna tell me about it?" you asked in a sleepy voice as you both settled yourself on the bed.

Bokuto wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer, his hand slipping inside your shirt to rub circles on the small strip of skin on your spine knowing how much it helps you fall asleep faster.

"I'll tell you next time about it, okay? Go back to sleep." Bokuto watched as your eyelids fluttered close, your breathing soon evening out and your lips parting slightly to allow small amounts of air in.

"You already know about it anyway, my number one fan," he whispered as he soon also closed his eyes, letting the sound of your breathing lull him to sleep.

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