#also it was so unexpected i got a whiplash from it

[xpyray]

A loose redraw of that Horikoshi drawing

#mha #bnha #bakugo katsuki #midoriya izuku #shoto todoroki #third wheeling shoto is always a must #bkdk #bakudeku #katsudeku #bakugou katsuki #but for real the development of their relationship is so nice #also it was so unexpected i got a whiplash from it

[wintersera]

cw: sugarbaby!wony, sugarmommy!reader, choking, dacryphilia, spanking, uses of toys (strap, vibrator), bimbo wony, degredation, public sex

these two images of wony driving me @pupyuj and @wonysugar insane last night so i had to write something about it 😭

wony being the leader of babygirlism- you can’t tell me she isn’t like she’s so sugar baby coded in these pictures?? maybe even a bimbo baby girl

a clingy sugar baby to be exact. always texting you filthy sexts when you’re at work, showing off the lacy pink panties you sent her a couple of days ago. VIDEOS:?:));? she’s sending multiple videos of her getting off- like she would be moving aside her panties and taking the largest dildo in her collection then pumping it in and out of her tight little cunt :(( like literally lifting herself up and down onto the dildo while her wetness coats the entire thing. oh she would fr be moaning loudly on purpose, detailing ever single thing she wants you to do to her, saying how she wishes her mommy wasn’t at work so mommy could fuck her senseless.?£:):;:) she’d also send those videos at the worst times possibly like?? it was like she knew you were in an extremely important meeting- your notifications going crazy bc she sent you like 20+ full paragraphs of everything she needs with like 10+ attachments of her pussy being spread opened, fucked, slapped. literally everything 😭😭 augh and when i say you had to excuse yourself outta the meeting lying to your coworkers saying that you had an “unexpected family issue”

PUNISHING HER WHEN YOU GET BACK?? wony being in your bathroom making herself look all pretty bc you were gonna go on a fancy dinner date later that night!! she didn’t know that those videos caused you to come all the way home :(( tidying herself up and taking a quick selfie in your mirror bc she looks so pretty and cute, thinking it woukd be fun to send you those pictures bc she knows you’re absolutely in love with her ass- like you would actually WORSHIP HER ASS. but anyways you stand at the door just watching her giggle as she comes up with the most sluttiest caption for her photo, then she hears you phone buzz,, the way she whipped her head around would surely give any other person whiplash bc it was so damn fast 😭 rather than fearing for her life, she’s holding back a grin bc she knows shes about to have the best fuck of her life. you already got the strap from your room all you need to do now is just bend her over the sink and fuck her like a rabid animal,, wony having no ounce of shame in her body bc she’s so bimbo stupid whore core who begs for strap 24/7. you’re aggressively stripping her down, pushing her over the sink and biting down hard onto her shoulder,, and she just lets out the most pornographic squeaky moan ever?? 🫠

you’d notice how wet she was too,, like wet maybe and understatement bc she was actually drenched. her panties were soaked, her legs were dripping with her arousal and omfg?:£:;? seeing that put some sort of animalistic urge into you bc now you had to fuck her pussy till it’s sore. wonyoungie pleading desperately for you to put your cock in her saying things like “mommy please ruin my tight cunt :((“ you could never say no to her even if it was a punishment. pounding into her like mad, slapping her perfect ass watching it turn red and watching it bounce around your strap UGH?!/?/)?:? pulling wonys hair up to make her look at her fucked out face in the mirror,, her jaw was wide open and she was drooling like a stupid little whore with nothing but her mommys cock on her mind. which leaves you with sm free access to her neck 😊 with one of your hands you’re wrapping it around her neck and choking her until she’s crying a little bit. OH SHES DEFINITELY GRINNING AT HERSELF IN THE MIRROR BC SHE KNOWS SHE LOOKS SO GOOD BEING FUCKED FROM BEHIND. ahaha gripping her ass from behind and slamming your cock into her even harder and rougher 🤭

screams out your name while she’s creaming all over your strap, making sure to say “thank you mommy” repeatedly bc she’s that fucked out that she can’t say anything else!! oh and you definitely ruined her mascara :))) her pretty tears made her mascara run down her face and now she’s a little mad at you for doing that (she applied it on so well and you made it look bad :<< aww poor her, but she doesn’t admit that it turns her on)

and then later on in the evening you do actually go on the fancy dinner date. instead of wearing what she originally had (bc you ripped it off of her 😭) wonyoungie decided to wear a cute little skirt for your date!!

feeling sorta evil today,, yk you weren’t so satisfied with your punishment bc you gave wony what she very much wanted, SO you decide it would be some harmless fun to slip a vibrator in her pussy while you were driving towards the restaurant :)) wony thinking it was teasing during the car ride, thinking you would definitely take the vibrator out when you parked your car… awhh, struggling to walk out bc her legs won’t stop shaking </33 it was set to the lowest setting but the low vibrations in her cunt in public made her feel oh so good, the humiliation making her cunt sopping wet,,, and it didnt help that her skirt was so short that you could clearly see her arousal leak out her panties.

walking in and sitting yourself down, ushering wony to sit down as well- OH?!??;):? a waitress comes to your table immediately and you take this opportunity to turn the remote onto the highest setting it can go to :)) earning a whimper from wony. awhh poor baby is so embarrassed,, trying to keep her moans quiet while you’re ignoring her and talking to the waitress.

ofc once youve done getting your order sorted out it was wonys turn to order something- and let me tell you she was fighting for her fucking life 😭😭 her face beet red as she was trying her best not to moan out loud while talking to the waitress,, to toy with her you kept dropping the levels from highest to lowest every so often just to keep it fun 🤭 LIKE wony thinking she was finally safe to say something but then oopsies the vibrator is on the highest setting again 🙈

thankfully you were sat at a booth so you could just scoot yourself next to wonyoung 🤭🤭 you were getting bored waiting for your food and wony had to be fucked- looking as tempting as ever (bimbo girlies need to be treated as such) you were knuckles deep into her pussy!! again, wony trying her absolute best not to scream in public. bucking into your hands so hard while she’s covering her mouth, your palm occasionally grazing her clit in the most perfect way possible,, it took her sm will power not to let out the most dirtiest moans ever. and awww poor wony making a mess all over the chair telling her that shes mommys good little whore- and that her mommy will take care of the mess :<<

food arrives and you’re both chatting and dining like nothing ever happened- sure you had to get some tissues from the bathroom to clean up her mess, but that was about it,, carried out the rest of the date like normal :)) letting your imagination run wild with this one bc, yes, they went home and fucked more.

#wintersera #kaye: imagines!! #ive smut #ive x fem reader smut #wonyoung ive smut #jang wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung x reader smut #wonyoung x fem reader smut #kpop smut #girl group smut #kpop girl group smut #fem!reader

[strniohoeee]

Wait Line

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: After getting Matt to teach her how to drive, Y/N takes some unexpected turns that leave Matt scared🤭

Warnings⚠️: None really, small snippet of reckless driving kinda??🤞🏽. This one’s also a short blurb idea!

Song for the imagine: Highway Tune- Greta Van Fleet

We’re stopping on the highway girl

Because I want to burn my gas

There one girl I know

That I’m never gonna pass

“Teach you how to drive?” Matt questioned looking up from his phone

“Well yes…who else am I going to ask?” I said throwing my hands up

“Uhh your mom, your dad, uhhh literally anyone else but me” he said laughing

“My parents are scared of my driving” I said

“And you want me to get in the car with you after saying that?” He said raising an eyebrows

“Come on Matt please! That was when I was 18, and I’m 20 now I think I know how to drive better” I said begging him

“Uhhh okay fine, but please don’t kill us” he said standing up

“YESS” I shouted jumping around

Matt had driven us to a secluded parking lot because he was really scared I’d hit a car, a tree or a person. I found him to be dramatic, but whatever.

“Okay soo the left is to stop and the right is to go” he said looking down at the pedals

“Matt I’m not an idiot I’ve driven before” I said looking over at him

“When’s the last time you drove?” He said holding his ear out to hear me

“Two years ago” I said rolling my eyes

“Exactly! Now hush and let me say what I need to say” he said smiling at me

“You’re such a dork” I replied pushing him away

“This is your gear shift, those are the signals and uhh yeah that’s about it” he said

“Perfect” I said putting the car in drive

“Okay so I want you to go to that pole right there nice and slow” he said pointing at the red pole

I nodded my head and began to roll off slowly

“Okay now some gas would be nice, so we could get there” he said

“So sassy Matthew” I said scoffing

I hit the gas a bit too hard and we went flying

“OKAY STOP” he yelled out

I slammed the brakes, and we both jolted forward a bit

“Jesus woman….you're going to give us whiplash” he said looking over at me

“I’m sorry” I said laughing

Matt had me drive into parking spots, reverse and even do a U-turn to practice. I started to get the hang of it and was getting confident….too confident.

I began to drive a bit too fast not seeing a pothole.

“WATCH OUT” Matt yelled pulling the steering wheel a bit

“WHAT” I screamed letting go of the wheel

“PUT YOUR HANDS ON THE WHEEL” he yelled back, and I grabbed the wheel

I stopped and put the car in park

“Matt what the fuck” I said looking over at him

“That was a huge pothole my tire would’ve been fucked” he said laughing

“Well I would’ve got you a new one” I said in a matter of fact way

“Uhh no tires are expensive, and you are supposed to actively avoid potholes; so you’re not constantly fucking up your tires” he said rubbing his head

“Ahh I see” I said nodding my head

“Jesus save us all please” he said putting his hands up in prayer

“Ohh stop being a big baby” I said

I put the car in drive and began to drive again on my own, and Matt wasn’t really paying attention. I figured I was doing a good job.

I wanted to have a bit of fun, and it was 2AM, so the roads were pretty empty. A smirk grew on my face and I decided to leave the parking lot.

“Where are you going?” He said looking around

“I’m taking us back home” I said

“Do you know the way?” He asked

“Yes I do, don’t worry sit back relax I got this” I said patting his arm

He let out a sigh and reluctantly nodded his head. However I decided I didn’t want to go home, but rather someplace better….on the freeway

“This isn’t the way back to the house Y/N” he said looking around

“I know a shortcut” I said lying to him

He was looking down at his phone, and I got onto the freeway and merged over.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING” he screamed looking at me

“Taking the shortcut duh” I said looking over at him

“You can barely drive in a parking lot…get off of the freeway” he said

“No I got it” I replied

“Pull over and let me take over” he said back

“NOO I GOT IT” I said loudly

“We have to get off the freeway” he said getting nervous

“Okay fine” I said and looked down

Instead of pulling over, or getting off at the exit I decided to hit the gas harder. It was 65 MPH, and I decided to go 85

“Y/N STOP THE FUCKING CAR WERE FLYING AND YOU COULD LOSE CONTROL” he said bracing himself

“ISNT THIS FUNNNN” I yelled as I was flying down the road

“WE ARE GOING TO GET PULLED OVER STOP IT NOW” he yelled

I rolled my eyes and began to slow down and pulled over on the shoulder so we could switch. Once we switched Matt was a bit more upset now.

“Jesus Y/N what the hell were you thinking?” He said taking the exit to head back home

“I just wanted to have some fun” I said shrugging my shoulders

“Fun? You barely know how to drive in a parking lot” he said scoffing

“Well my teacher wasn’t paying attention…he was on his phone” I said poking him

“Well yeah I didn’t expect you to go flying down the freeway” he said smacking my hand away

“Oh come on Matt…live a little” I said rolling my eyes

“Live a little? You damn near killed us” he said

“But I didn’t” I said pointing at him

Matt gave me a hard glance before a smile appeared on his face, and he started to laugh.

“God never do that again” he said laughing

“I promise I won’t” I said laughing

We laughed the whole way home, and I was pretty sure Matt would never let me drive his car again.

“Thanks for the lesson” I said as I shut the passenger door

“Anytime” he said locking the door

“Mmm same time next week?” I asked him

“Oh fuck no…never again actually” he said looking over at me

“Uhh whatever loser” I said back

We laughed about it the whole night….Matt was the best, and I was so glad he was there to take the joy ride with me!

The End

Hope you guys liked this short little blurb. I wasn’t so sure what to write or how to make it interesting, but I hope you liked it😋. Love yallll🥹🖤🖤

-J💅🏽

@ssturniolofilmss

#sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo triplets imagines #matt sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo imagines #matthew sturniolo imagines #Spotify

[readychilledwine]

Beauty in Pain Pt 2

Summary - Losing your wings may have been the best thing to ever happen to you

Warnings- mentions of trauma, mentions of therapy, blood, normal happy marriage discussions

A/N - I kept this short and sweet (1000 words) as a kind of like closure moment for those of us who wanted and needed it. ❤️ Also part 2 of the Death of Peace of Mind is still going up tonight. I just didn't want to give you all whiplash since that Eris is so different from drabble Eris 😂

You would never get used to waking up on your back. It was never possible before the incident. You had always slept on your stomach, Azriel's large wing over the top of your smaller ones, your hands and possibly a leg touching. 

Since losing your wings 6 months ago, though, sleeping has changed significantly. It happened one night on a whim, Azriel laying between your legs on his tummy while you played with his hair. Between the warmth and weight of his body on yours, you had fallen asleep after he had. It had become almost nightly now, you falling asleep on your back, basking in the comfort his body weight brought you. 

Azriel shifted above you, sensing you were awake through the bond, and snuggled in tighter. "5 more minutes," sleep laced his deep voice, causing it to be slightly graveled. "Then kisses."

"What if I want kisses now?" Azriel seemed to instantly perk up at the question, his eyes suddenly wide and alert. 

He moved so he was directly above you, a scarred finger coming to trace your cheekbones. "Then who would I be to deny such a beautiful female her morning kisses?" Before he could act on the request, your bedroom door slammed open and a body dived into your bed, shaking it slightly. 

Azriel glared towards your older brother, "What, Cassian?"

You felt Cassian wiggle a hand between you two, finding your waist and pulling you over to him. "You're late for training, she is late for her meeting with Madja." 

Meeting was a polite way to put what you did once a week with the elderly healer. Once a week, you two sat with tea and talked. Sometimes it was about life, sometimes it was about what happened. Sometimes you just listened to her speak about healing, an unexpected career change you recently began going through. 

Azriel buried his head into your shoulder, sighing deeply before getting up and grabbing clothing to change into. Cassian held you close, softly kissing your temple as he dug his body into your bed. "Sorry, Sissy. He's been late the past 5 days."

You didn't have the heart to tell Cassian why. Azriel was ready to settle down to start a family. He wanted late mornings in your bed, and early nights turned in before the sun had fully set. He wanted to know you were safe, no longer a target, and that he'd be with you at all times instead of away for weeks. Azriel was ready to start a family. Cassian had, now the proud dad of a newborn girl. Rhysand had the proud father of a tiny Illyrian male. Azriel was ready for the same joy they had, and you were ready for it, too. 

"Maybe he needs a vacation," you replied. Cassian shrugged. "Or maybe he needed those morning kisses you interrupted."

You two heard Azriel yell in confirmation from the bathroom, and both chuckled. "Madja is waiting for you. I know you don't like these sessions, but they have been good for you."

You stared at him, blinking slowly. "I can't really get out of bed with you here."

"Why?"

"She's naked," Azriel appeared, wearing his training leathers. "Let's go, Cass." Cassian's face flushed before he got out of the bed. "I'll tell her you're on your way." Azriel leaned down, kissing you gently. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Rhys and Madja sat downstairs. They were sipping tea and whispering softly regarding your progress. "She's wonderful with children especially," the old healer said as she added another spoon of sugar into the tea. "They love her and respond to her very well."

Rhysand shifted. "That does not surprise me. Nyx and Emmy both love her. How is she mentally." 

"I'm okay," you moved into the room and sat in the third chair. "No nightmares for the past 3 months." Rhys nodded, reaching for your hand. "Azriel and I talked about starting a family."

They both immediately straightened up, Madja's eyes beginning to sparkle in excitement. "That is a big step, y/n. How do you feel about that?"

You smiled. "We've both always wanted kids. It's just the natural progression at this point. I do not have to work, we technically own the cabin we'd move to outright, we are financially secure."

"But are you ready?" Rhys asked softly. "There's a 100% chance of wings, if it's a girl-"

"She would be loved regardless of what happened to me and protected by her father." You looked firmly at Rhys. "We want this. I want this."

He nodded, rested his forehead against your hand. "Then I want it for both of you as well. Nyx has loved being a big cousin."

Madja trailed back. "Do you not want to work, y/n?" 

You shook your head. "I do until I am pregnant. Once I have a babe, though, I would like to enjoy a stay at home mother role." 

Madja nodded, her smile still firm on her face. "I believe you are healthy enough to have a child. You have my approval as your healer."

Rhys looked towards the door to the training area and sighed. "Cassian is bleeding. They're on their way in." 

Azriel walked in seconds later, a sly smile on his face as he supported Cassian. "Idiot zigged when he should have zagged. Flew straight into a kick." Cassian huffed out a laugh as you moved to allow him to take your spot and went to Azriel's side. 

His arm wrapped around your waist, "You are happy."

You kissed his cheek, smiling as you rested your head on his shoulder. "Happiest I've been in a while."

Azriel leaned into you, whispering into your ear. "Did she approve?" You nodded, feeling his grin grow. "And Rhys?" You nodded again. "Then we should start trying. Now."

"Now?" You looked at him, eyes wide.

"Now," he confirmed before pulling you up the stairs, the two of you laughing with each step. 

#acotar #acotar x reader #azriel acotar #azriel #azriel x reader

[crisiscutie]

Can I request a scenario where darling knew young Sephiroth and she likes to tease him for being shorter than her. They part ways due to their work, but meet again after several years.

But this time, darling is surprised by how tall Sephiroth is, like waaaay taller than her and now he enjoys teasing her back.

The Ever Cutie and his big sister/nee-san darling prompt? On my birthday!? 💜 Let's get right into this.

You've known Sephiroth since you were both little kids, with you being four years older. You two were allowed to occasionally play with each other.

Your mother, a dedicated scientist, played a crucial role in the development of the new generation of SOLDIER. Among the subjects, Sephiroth stood out, she had been studying him a lot with other scientists.

Sephiroth's deep attachment to you had grown to such an extent that he had even once secretly followed you and your mother home after your playdate. He vanished from the building without a trace, leaving everyone wondering how he did it. Your mother got so much in trouble for it when she returned him.

It's a funny incident that the two of you and everyone around you loved reminiscing about as time goes on.

You knew from an early age that Sephiroth lacked normalcy in his life, so you do your best to introduce it to him, whenever you can.

During lunch times, you indulged him with your secret stashes of candies and other treats, while also introducing him to games like hide and seek, that evoked his hunting instincts from his training. (You had to get him out of that mindset when it was time to play)

After Sephiroth has shown so much promise, the older generation of SOLDIERS started to get phased out, them mostly being gone by your teens.

You yourself were offered a mentorship role for Sephiroth and other new SOLDIERS because of your mother. Nepotism for the win, right?

By the virtue of being older than him AND an early bloomer, you just had to poke fun at Sephy and his height when you hit your teens. In your eyes, he will always be your sweet little brother.

His habit of bumping into you due to the height difference always made him so flushed and flustered, especially when you tease him about it.

During your late teens, it was a little easier to give him some normalcy by inviting him over to your apartment for dinner and other activities, as you had more opportunities to do so. You definitely weren't responsible for his love of lasagna. Nope.

One unforgettable day, etched in your memory, was when he gave you a warm smile, his eyes sparkling with joy as he noticed the change in your eye color. It's so similar to his now. You were happy that you finally got your mako injections, and to your relief, your body adapted well to them. You had to show Sephiroth your new mako eyes.

Unbeknownst to you, this brought him solace, as he realized he now shared a resemblance to a loved one. It made him feel like he belonged. Like he can actually be your younger brother.

Later on, your time together became less as Sephiroth trained and you focused on your own growth as a SOLDIER and a mentor those younger than you.

After Sephiroth deployed to Rhadore, you saw little to none of him in the following years. You were both sad, but also understood your separation was necessary for your duties.

During a mission briefing years later, you couldn't believe your eyes when you saw your sweet little brother, who had an unusual growth spurt. You knew he changed greatly, but it was still a whiplash from the young boy he once was.

From a distance, it appeared as though he had not only grown a whole foot taller, but had also let his silver hair grow out, it now nearly reaching his ankles. His physique had become more muscular, and he had become the most famous person in the entire world.

It was impossible for you not to feel a sense of pride for him.

But there's no way he'd recognize you after everything that's happened to him in the past years.

Yet after the briefing, you heard someone unexpectedly call your name. As you turned around, your eyes met his strapped, muscular chest.

Without any warning, his eyes lit up mischievously, transforming his surprise into a playful expression.

"You're shorter than I remembered, darling."

Your face turned red and pouty.

"I'm not short! You're just too tall now!" You said, as you playfully hit his chest.

You were wearing heels and somehow Sephiroth STILL towered over you.

Without warning, you pulled him into a heartfelt hug afterward, your tears of joy trailing down his chest.

He seemed taken aback by the sudden hug as his hands hovered around your waist, but he secretly appreciated it.

You two had little time to catch up, as Sephiroth had to deploy for his next mission. But the memory of this reunion will be enough to hold him over until next time you two meet...

By the way, it may just be me, but Young EC Sephy doesn't seem that particularly short going by his battle model. Anyways, I love this AU and wouldn't mind working on it more for EC/7R verse.

#sephiroth #ff7 sephiroth #final fantasy 7 #sephiroth x reader #final fantasy x reader #crisis cutie #Fluffy Sephiroth #ever cutie #ff7r #ff7 ever crisis #final fantasy vii #c.c rambles

[sourwolf-sterek32]

The Dirt (Your Version)

Summary: Meeting Nikki Sixx and Tommy Lee was a coincidence. Being friends was a choice. But falling in love with them both was beyond your control.

Or

A rewrite of The Dirt with all the highs and lows of Mötley Crüe from your perspective.

Pairings: Nikki Sixx x Reader, Tommy Lee x Reader, Nikki Sixx x Tommy Lee x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Warnings: Language, drugs, alcohol

Previous Chapter

Chapter 8- Razzle...

"Do not tell Vince." Nikki ordered breathlessly from where he was laying on his back on the couch.

You tilted your head up from his chest to look at him, "you think I want to tell my big brother about this?"

Nikki opened his mouth to respond before someone suddenly knocked on the door across the room.

Your blood turned to ice fearing that it was Vince, and you knew for a fact that you hadn't locked the door during the heat of everything that had just happened. Fuck.

Nikki must have come to the same conclusion because he practically threw you off him, your body crashing against the soft cushion of the couch before he rushed over to the pile of messy clothes. He began to quickly pull his pants on while throwing you various items of clothing that you hurriedly put on too.

"Hey, Sixx. Tommy's looking for ya!" Doc's voice called out from the other side of the door.

You let out a shaky sigh of relief at the managers voice and buttoned up your jeans while Nikki made his way to the door after slipping his shirt on over his head. He glanced back at you making sure you were now clothed, and by clothed, you had pants and a bra on because your shirt seemed to be MIA right now.

Nikki pulled open the door while adjusting himself in his pants to find Doc leaning against the doorframe with an unamused expression.

"Tommy wants to introduce you to his parents." The manager informed before glancing over Nikki's shoulder towards you. "Seems like you both need to be getting cleaned up."

Doc walked away without asking for an explanation because, well, he didn't need one. It wouldn't have taken much to figure out what you and Nikki had been doing. You just hoped like hell that the manager kept his mouth shut about it because if Vince ever found out... nope, you didn't even want to think about that.

"This never happened, yeah?" Nikki asked, glancing over at you.

You nodded, "obviously."

"Good."

With that, Nikki walked out the dressing room closing the door behind himself leaving you standing by the couch holding your shirt in your hands and debating your entire life choices.

-

The following day the band was on the road in the tour bus heading back to Los Angeles.

Vince was asleep at the back of the bus and Mick, well, he might be asleep as well. It was hard to tell with his dark sunglasses and quietness. Tommy and Nikki were chattering away, Tommy rambling about some kind of idea with his drum set while Nikki sniffed a line of coke from the table between them.

You sat in your usual seat at the back of the bus near Vince reading a book that you had lost interest in about 20 pages ago, but there was nothing else to do on the bus, so you kept reading anyway.

"Hey, Rox, you got a pen? Give me a pen." Tommy suddenly called out.

Oh, yeah, she was also on the bus. But you were trying very hard to pretend she wasn't. Her and Tommy were now engaged too, and you were also trying very hard to ignore that fact.

Tommy could do so much better than her.

"Your mum's a cunt." Roxy suddenly declared.

That had your head snapping up from the book in utter shock at the unexpected comment. Tommy spun around in his seat so quickly he nearly gave himself whiplash as he looked at his girlfriend in the seat behind him.

"What? Why would you say that?"

"Because she is. She's a cunt."

"Quit it. Give me the pen, alright?"

"I don't even know why you told them. It's not like she has anything to do with us getting married."

Your novel was long forgotten as you observed the little domestic dispute that was far more entertaining than your book had ever been.

"Baby, it's sweet, alright? It's tradition." Tommy tried to explain.

"Which tradition? The mandatory meeting of the cunt!" Roxy abruptly stood up from her seat and Tommy did as well, the two of them now in each other's faces.

"Don't call her that again, you hear me?" He hissed, glaring at her before he sat back down and turned to face Nikki.

"Here's your pen!"

Roxy pulled a pen out from her pocket and stabbed it into his shoulder.

"Ow! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Tommy shouted, clutching his injured shoulder where the pen was still sticking out the back of it as he stared up at his fiancé in shock.

"Fuck you and fuck your mother!" Roxy yelled.

"No. Fuck you, bitch!" You shouted, standing up from your seat because there was no way you were letting her get away with stabbing Tommy.

Roxy spun around at your voice, her eyes hardening in your direction before you marched down the narrow aisle of the bus until you were in her face.

"Sit the fuck down and don't say another word until we get to the city. Understood?" You ordered sternly.

You wanted nothing more than to punch her in her perfectly stupid face, but she was still Tommys fiancé, so you restrained yourself.

"His mother is a fucking cunt and so are you!" Roxy spat in your face. "I always knew there was something going on between you two. You're just Mötley Crüe's little slut who-"

You didn't wait for her to finish before you grabbed her arm and pushed the woman down the aisle towards the front of the bus.

"Let go of me! You fucking whore!" Roxy screamed yanking her arm free.

You tried to grab her again but then her ringed fist collided with the side of your face. The guys behind you all gasped at the hit, your head snapping to the side from the unexpected punch.

"Whoa!" Nikki exclaimed clearly not expecting it either.

"That's it. This fucking bitch is out of here. Pull over!" Tommy shouted.

"Fuck it." You muttered to yourself before slamming your own fist into her nose.

Roxy cried out in pain stumbling back a few steps from the hit while clutching at her now bloodied and probably broken nose.

"Get the fuck off this bus!" You ordered, pointing at the door just as the driver pulled over on the side of the road. "Don't make me say it again."

Roxy looked up at you from behind her messy hair as blood dripped out from between her fingers around her nose. She didn't speak, she didn't say anything else before she turned and rushed out the now open door.

"We're in the middle of nowhere." The bus driver informed over his shoulder.

"The bitch can hitchhike. I don't give a shit." You muttered, looking down at your bloodied knuckles that hurt more than your stinging cheek.

The driver simply nodded and closed the door of the bus before putting his foot back down on the accelerator continuing along the road. You sucked in a deep breath, adrenaline soaring through your veins from the fight as you turned around to find Nikki, Tommy, Mick and Vince -who was now well and truly awake- all staring at you with wide eyes.

Nobody said anything for a moment as you stared at each other before Nikki broke the silence.

"Is it bad that I was kinda turned on by that?"

You shot him a glare but there was no real heat behind it. Vince stood up from his napping spot at the far end of the bus and walked past whacking the bassist on the back of the head for that comment.

"Are you okay?" Your brother asked, stopping in front of you and eyeing the reddening mark on your cheek.

"Yeah. Bitch can't throw a decent punch." You shrugged off.

"But you can." Mick pointed out with an impressed tone.

You looked back down at your bloodied knuckles and Vince followed your line of sight and frowned when he saw that you had split the skin on your three middle knuckles.

"Make a fist for me." Vince instructed, holding his own hand out and making a fist with his for you to copy.

You mimicked his actions slowly, your hand hurting at the movement, but you were able to do it and that seemed to be a good sign.

"You didn't break anything.” Vince announced before he glanced around the bus in search of something. "Tommy, grab me that bottle."

Tommy didn't move though. He seemed to be frozen to his chair while he stared at your bloodied knuckles with wide panicked eyes.

"Here." Nikki said, grabbing the vodka from the table and tossing it over.

Your brother caught the bottle with ease before unscrewing the lid and pouring the liquid over your split knuckles without any prior warning.

"Son of a bitch!" You hissed, gritting your teeth as the alcohol burned against the exposed flesh. "Warn a girl next time. Jesus Christ."

Vince snorted softly, "thought you were tougher than that."

"Screw you, bro." You winced before looking back at Tommy who seemed to be in some kind of state of shock. "Tommy, I'm sorry for punching your fiancé."

Your words were enough to snap him out of whatever the hell that was because his hazel eyes met yours before he quickly shook his head.

"No. No. Thank you. I mean, fuck, I think I would've punched her if you didn't. Jesus. I can't believe that just happened." Tommy hurriedly said, like he was still trying to process everything. "Are you okay though?"

You raised your eyebrows, "I wasn't the one who got stabbed with a pen."

Tommys eyes widened further having completely forgotten about the pen as he turned around to find that it was still sticking out the back of his shoulder.

Nikki stood up and grabbed the pen yanking it out without warning causing Tommy to wince, "thanks, dude."

"You're not gonna marry that girl, are you?" Mick asked, sounding almost afraid that Tommy would say yes.

"After she just punched Y/N? Hell no!" Tommy answered causing your heart to flutter a little at his words. "That bitch is gone forever."

-

It had started out as a barbecue with the guys to celebrate the kick-off of their third album, but it soon turned into their usual rowdy party.

Vince's mansion by the beach had become the new designated party house. You had lost track of who was even at the party because there were that many people.

You hadn't moved far from the couch in the main living area because Tommy and Nikki were also seated around the coffee table and the three of you chatted, drank and the guys got high. Most of the others at the party left you three alone which was a relief. You weren't in a very sociable mood and the guys seemed to notice too because they didn't leave your side and seemed happy enough to sit with you.

"Alright, alright, never have I ever... slept with a mother and her daughter on the same night." Tommy suddenly said because apparently the three of you were back in high school playing this stupid game.

Nikki snickered from beside you before bringing his bottle of Jack to his lips causing your eyes to widen.

"You're kidding, right?" You asked in shock.

Nikki shook his head, "nope."

"Jesus Christ." You laughed.

“Wait, wait, wait.” Nikki suddenly said, holding his hand up as he looked over at Tommy. “You have done that too.”

Tommy smirked, “no. I slept with a daughter, the mother, and the grandmother on the same night.”

Your jaw dropped. Shit like this shouldn’t even surprise you by now. After all these years living with them, touring with them and being around them constantly, nothing should really surprise you. Yet the Terror Twins always found a way.

"Can I join?" Tom Zutaut asked, walking over and sitting on the couch across the coffee table.

"Sure!" Tommy replied enthusiastically. "You can go after Nikki."

"Never have I ever... gotten a speeding ticket."

You looked over at Nikki having expected some out-of-pocket crazy thing, but surprised at how mundane those words were compared to the shit him and Tommy were saying earlier.

"Wait, how have you never gotten a ticket?" You asked, taking a drink of your rum along with Tommy and Tom.

Nikki shrugged, "charmed my way out of 'em."

You scoffed, bumping your shoulder into his playfully before leaning back against the couch and kicking your boots up on the coffee table. Tommy mimicked you, kicking his own boots up and piling them on top of yours before Nikki did the same and the three of you literally had your boots stacked on top of each other's.

"Never have I ever..." Tom began to say before he trailed off struggling to think of something before his eyes flashed over to you. "Never have I ever slept with a member of Mötley Crüe."

Your heart skipped a beat at his question, and you quickly scanned the room for your brother, but he was nowhere in sight before you glanced over at Nikki and Tommy who were seated either side of you.

Then, the three of you took a sip of your drinks simultaneously and Toms eyes widened.

"Wait, wait, wait, did the three of you..." He trailed off but you knew where his mind had automatically gone.

A threesome.

"No!" You and Nikki both quickly said and Tommys head suddenly shot over at Nikki and his hazel eyes widened into saucers.

"When did you two... how did... what?!" Tommy stuttered in utter shock.

Oh, right. He didn't know about that.

"It happened once. Calm down." Nikki dismissed.

"Calm down? Dude, you grilled me when you found out that I fucked her and now-"

"I am sitting right here." You spoke up, looking between the two of them and they both instantly shut their mouths. "It happened. It's in the past and it stays there. Got it?"

Both guys nodded before you looked over at Tom and raised your eyebrow in a silent question.

"Oh, I'm not going to say anything."

"Good." You nodded before draping your arms around the back of the couch behind Nikki and Tommy, your boots still stacked on the coffee table just as Mick walked over and sat down with a slight grimace.

"You okay there, Mick?" Tommy asked.

"Yeah. My back hurts from carrying this band all tour."

You chuckled softly at his words and drank the last of your rum before announcing that you were going to get a refill and the guys reluctantly lifted their boots off yours allowing you to get up.

"Y/N, can you control your brother?" Sharise's voice suddenly called out.

You looked towards the front of the house to find the two of them by the front door and you smiled at the pregnant woman before glaring at your brother.

"What did you do now?" You asked.

"Nothing! Raz and I are just gonna get some more booze. We'll be right back." Vince dismissed.

"Fine, but we're taking my truck." You said, pulling out your car keys from your pocket.

"Whyyyy?" Vince asked dramatically. "You're rich and you still drive a shitty truck."

"Your fancy ass car has no backseats bro. Where the hell are you gonna put the alcohol?" You asked causing Vince to pause thinking about your question before he nodded.

"Okay. I'm driving."

You eyed him cautiously, "how much have you had to drink?"

You would offer to drive but knew you had drunk a little too much over the past few hours. If the Police pulled you over for a random breath test, you would not pass it and you weren't sure if Vince would either.

"I'm fine." He snatched the keys from your hand before turning to his wife. "Be right back, babe."

"The baby's kicking." Sharise suddenly said, grabbing Vinces's hand and resting it over her pronounced baby bump. "Do you feel it?"

Vince smiled brightly his hand resting against her stomach before he leant forward and kissed her and you had to look away, a little envious of their relationship.

You were never going to have something like that.

"Let's go, Loverboy!" You called over your shoulder.

"Raz, are you coming?" Vince shouted from behind you as you walked out the front door.

"Twice already today, mate." Came Razzle's British accent.

You rolled your eyes at his response and walked straight past Vince's bright red '72 Ford Pantera and paused beside your old Ford truck which you couldn't unlock because your brother had stolen the keys.

After more grumbling about not being able to take his sports car, the three of you were on the road heading to the liquor store. Despite your truck being old and shitty, your brother had a lead foot and screeched into the parking lot in record time.

"If you wear out the brakes. You're paying for it." You warned, jumping out the backseat.

"Paying for new brake pads will cost more than the fucking car itself." Vince muttered.

"Best not ruin 'em, eh mate?" Razzle responded patting Vince's shoulder as the three of you entered the liquor store.

The guys made a beeline for the beer aisle while you ducked around the side of the store and grabbed a couple bottles of Jack Daniels and Vodka knowing Nikki, Tommy and Mick would probably appreciate it.

There was another man in a trench coat a few metres away looking over the liquor bottles but as you walked past on your way to the cash register, he quickly turned his attention to you and whistled.

"Hey there pretty thing."

His voice was slightly slurred as he spoke, clearly drunk, so you kept walking figuring it was best to ignore this random stranger.

"Hey! I'm talking to you."

The drunk man was surprisingly quick on his feet because within a blink of an eye, he was jogging over and stopping in front of you blocking your path. His dark eyes scanned you up and down taking in your tight pants and tank top as he licked his lips.

"I'm not interested." You stated sternly before he had the chance to say anything else.

"Oh, come on. Give me a chance." He begged reaching for your hand, but you took a quick step back.

"Everything okay here?" Razzle's voice suddenly questioned.

"Fuck off. She's mine."

Razzle reached your side and looped his arm around yours protectively as he stared at the stranger cautiously.

"I was here first pal!" The drunk man slurred.

He suddenly stepped forward and tried to grab your hand once again, but Razzle was quick to shove him back with his free hand causing the drunk man to stagger back in surprise.

"Hey! What the fuck is going on?!" Vince's voice boomed.

You glanced to your left to find your brother marching around the corner of the aisle holding a carton of beer over his shoulder while glaring at the stranger who had gotten a little too close to you.

"This asshole was just leaving. Ain’t ya, mate?" Razzle prompted staring at the drunk man.

"Too bad, sweet cheeks. I got something big that would've made ya feel real good." He smirked while groping his own crutch before leaving the store.

Vince marched over in sudden rage, but you quickly held your arm out stopping your brother from chasing after the man.

"I should knock his ass out!" Vince spat glaring in the direction the stranger had gone.

"No need, mate. He's gone. Let's get back to the party, yeah?" Razzle said unhooking his arm from yours and stepping in front of Vince trying to calm the singer down.

"Raz is right. Let's go, Vin." You encouraged nodding towards the cash register across the store.

Vince let out a deep exhale but nodded in agreement before leading the way to pay for the alcohol. You began following after him before Razzle grabbed your arm gently catching your attention.

"Are you okay, love? That guy didn't do anything before I got here, did he?"

You smiled softly, "no. He didn't. Thank you for stepping in."

"If I didn't, I'm sure that brother of yours would've." Razzle replied nodding in Vince's direction. "He's a protective one, ain't he?"

"Sometimes too protective." You admitted.

Vince Neil had his flaws and issues like every person did. But he was always a good brother.

From the day you were dumped at his family's doorstep in a basket as a baby, he had taken you under his wing. He stood up for you and protected you when nobody else did. He got you out of that abusive home and allowed you to join his band, Rock Candy, which then led to Mötley and turned your entire life around.

You owed everything to Vince.

Hell, you even changed your surname to get rid of the last remaining attachment to your father. Vince suggested changing it to Neil, and you never looked back.

A couple hundred dollars' worth of beer later, enough to keep the party going for several more hours, you were back on the road. The alcohol was stacked up on the backseat beside you while Vince drove, and Razzle sat shotgun talking shit with each other.

"What does this mysterious person benefit from my sexual humiliation?" Razzle asked trying to dodge your brother's stupid question.

"I don't know, man, but you're definitely gonna die if you don't fucking pick." Vince responded.

"Y/N, what do ya reckon?" Raz asked glancing over his shoulder.

"Don't drag me into this." You responded raising your hands causing Razzle and Vince to laugh.

"Come on, man. Pick."

"In that case, I think I'd have to go with the Lauper. At least she's got the proper plumbing." Raz finally answered before pausing and shaking his head. "Hey, no, but Georgie boy, he's probably more experienced in the handling of a penis. So..."

Vince looked over at Razzle and laughed causing the Brit to start laughing too while you rolled your eyes from the backseat and began to regret coming for this drive with the two of them.

You leant forward to say some sarcastic comment but then you saw a flash of bright headlights through the front windshield.

"Vince!" You screamed, realising too late that he had drifted across the lane into oncoming traffic.

The last thing you heard was the deafening crash of metal on metal before you were thrown across the backseat and then... nothing. 

-

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Jersey pt.2

Pt.1

Jamie Drysdale x reader

Warnings: crying, proposal

Word count: { 2,471}

"That ring looks good on you." His breath tickled your ear, his whispers making you blush and affecting you more than you'd ever like to admit. You softly squeezed his arm resting around your waist with one hand while the other was busy stirring the sauce for dinner. 

Last week, Jamie compromised with himself. After calming down, he explained he'd love to marry you at that moment, but he wasn't ready yet, and he didn't want you to feel pressured to say yes after what had happened. You reassured him, telling him you'd never feel pressured, especially not with him, and yes was the only answer he was getting even if he asked you a hundred times. To compromise, he came home with a promise ring the day after, nearly giving you a second heart attack in not even 24 hours. 

The ring, a slim silver band with a gorgeous, small, oval diamond sitting in the middle, now resting on your ring finger, took your breath away when you layed your gaze on it for the first time. He went a bit on a rant, scared it was too much.

"I did a bit of research, and the diamond is April's birthstone. You know my birthday is in April, now you have something that represents me with you... Along with the necklace. It's one of the simple designs because I know you like simple and this way I can go a bit overboard when I get you the real thing. Do you like it?"

For most of the rant, he was looking down. If he had looked up, he'd seen the tears and love in your eyes. The love you had for Jamie was unexplainable, the thought he put into things multiplied that and he'd never understand how much it meant to you when he did because that was also unexplainable.

"It's not the ring I'd like but it'll do for now." 

You dropped the spoon and turned around so quickly that you nearly gave yourself a whiplash. "What do you mean? J, I love you, but you need to stop saying these things because I'll end up in the hospital." his hands were still on my waist while yours were resting on his chest. His face taken over by a smile or a smirk, you weren't really sure.

"Ok. I'll stop." Pecking your lips, he nodded his head towards the stove. "Dinner's ready." His face, what you knew now, had been taken over by a smirk. He pecked your lips once more before leaving to go set the table.

----

After dinner, knowing you were exhausted from work, Jamie tried convincing you to go take a shower as he cleaned up. After he realized you weren't giving in, he guided you to the bathroom, promising he'd join you before you knew it. You almost cried on the spot, your body consumed by exhaustion, a shitty day at work, and Jamie's overflowing love you didn't know if you'd survive the day.

Now joining him in bed, he softly smiled at you as he took you into his embrace. Just like every night, he placed several pecks on the top of your head before rubbing your back.

"I don't think I've ever told you this before, but falling head over heels for you was unexpected but so easy." You had turned around in his arms, when he spoke up, resting your chin on his chest. "I know I fell pretty hard when Trev bumped into you, at the coffee shop, and you were more concerned about his head instead of your coffee-stained shirt." he softly admitted, his cheeks turning pink "I called my mom afterwards, told her I could be in love and she asked me if I got your number. I told her I didn't and she scolded me, she was happier when I told her Trev owed you coffee." 

Giggles left my lips, thinking about him getting scolded by his mom "Who knew Z not paying attention would make me meet the love of my life." Your hand, subconsciously, went to play with Jamie's hair "It payed of for once. Plus the sound his head made when it hit the door was what concerned me, I still surprised he didn't get a bump."

His body softly shook with laughter as did yours thinking back to that moment.

"I do know for sure when I realized you were the one. It was when I called you at three am, the night Trev came home drunk, and I was on the verge of a breakdown because I wasn't happy with how I had played the past few games. You came over after I told you I wasn't ok, and I didn't ask you to come over because I knew you were exhausted between school and work. Even though you were exhausted you came over, you stopped for pizza, chicken nuggets, and fries because you knew Z needed to eat something and because you know eating with you helps calm me down even at three in the morning."

You wrapped your arms around Jamie's body, softly squeezing, a way to thank him for being vulnerable "You would've done the same thing. And we all know how difficult Trevor can be when he's drunk especially when he keeps insisting he's just tipsy."

He placed a couple of kisses on your collarbone before speaking up again "I still can't thank you enough for doing it because I was seriously doubting myself, you, chicken nuggets, and fries helped me overcome those doubts. You also took care of Z so I could rest up. You made sure we were both ok before you decided to rest and I could never give that back to you."

You were crying, you didn't want to, but Jamie always said the right things which started the waterworks. You tried to hide it, but it was useless. He looked up at you, giving you a sweet, soft smile before wiping away your tears and pecking your lips softly "I don't want you to give it back to me because I'd do it every time if it meant I got the amazing, loving, caring, and handsome boyfriend I get every day."

Blush covered his cheeks at your praise "I love you, princess."

"I love you, Jimmy."

----

"Babe! Come here real quick!" You dropped the laundry you were folding, rushing over to the living room after Jamie's urgent yells filled the apartment.

"What happened? What's wrong?" 

He turned to you with a smile "Nothing's wrong. I have a gift for you. Why do you look so concerned?"

You rubbed your forehead, trying to calm your racing heart "You were yelling, you never yell so I assumed something was wrong. Why do you have a gift for me?"

His arms pulled you in as he moved you to stand in front of the dinner table where a plain box layed "What? I can't get my girlfriend a gift? We agreed on no spoiling, but that doesn't mean I can't get you a gift every now and then." 

He softly pushed you forward, keeping a hand on the small of your back as you looked at the box skeptically "It's not gonna jump at you, I promise. You'll love it."

You opened the box, revealing a reverse retro Ducks jersey. When they first came out, you rambled to Jamie about how good he'd look in it and how you were stealing all his reverse retro merch once it would be hanging in his closet "Turn it around." he whispered as he wrapped his arm around your waist, wanting to gauge your reaction.

A gasp left your lips as a grin took over your face, taking in the back of the jersey. His number 6 glaring back at you proudly, instead of his last name it said: Be my

You turned to Jamie, concern written over his face, you tried to erase it by running your finger over his features, but that only seemed to deepen it "You know my number is 6 and I'm yours so I want you to be mine. Do you wanna be my 6?" his voice was unsure making your heartache, when would he understand you weren't gonna leave him?

You nodded as your throat clogged up and tears rolled down your cheeks "Of course I'll be your 6. I've always been yours." You locked your arms around his neck as he pulled you in for a kiss. A kiss filled with love, like he was trying to tell you how much he loved you through that kiss. "Thanks for explaining it, Jam. I was trying to process it, but I understood."

He placed his forehead on yours not wanting too much distance between the two of you, drying your tears "I knew you would, I just wanted to be sure 'cause Z told me you wouldn't."

"You had to explain it to him didn't you?"

He nodded his head, giggles leaving both of your lips "Yeah. He was a bit confused." 

"He needs to give me more credit." You had started to sway the two of you, not wanting this moment to end.

"I told him you'd understand, he refused to believe me but I think I convinced him a bit when I told him you graduated college early." You pulled back a bit, looking at him with confusion written over your face.

"He didn't know?"

Jamie shook his head at your question, pulling you in again "Apparently not. I don't think he even knew you went to college in the first place."

----

Too lost in your own world, you didn't hear the front door close, you did however hear the loud screeching voice that followed "Jimmy! Jimbo!"

The man in question placed his head in the crook of your neck. You had retreated to the couch after you put away his gift and made lunch together. Together being the keyword as Jamie hadn't let go of you once and neither had he when you layed down. His hand had been playing with your hair, legs entwined under the blanket as your hands were resting on his cheeks softly tracing his features, loving smiles covering both of your faces. 

"Should I ignore him? Maybe if I do he thinks we left and he will too."

You placed your hand on the back of his head to keep it in the crook of your neck "You know that's not happening." you mumbled back

Trevor's voice was coming closer, but his volume didn't lower "Did she say yes? Hello! Jamester!"

Quiet giggles escaped your mouth as Jamie whispered "That's a new one."

Trevor appeared, his face consumed by happiness, his eyebrows were pretty high up on his forehead making him appear a bit scarier than he was. "And?"

"What are you doing here?" They both said at the same time

Trev's face changed from happy to confused in a second "What do you mean what am I doing here? I live here and our agreement has expired."

You looked between the boys as you asked "What agreement?" your voice laced with amusement and confusion

"We agreed Trev would stay out 'till 6 so I could pull this off." You both sat up so Trevor could join you guys on the couch

“Yeah, it’s 6.04. I gave you 4 extra minutes which is a lot considering I wanted to barge in here for the past 15 minutes.”

“You waited outside for 15 minutes before coming in?” a shy smile adorning your lips

“Yeah. Duh."

Jamie and you made the same face. Head tilted slightly to the right, eyebrows a bit furrowed.

“What? I was excited, two of my favourite people are getting married. Or maybe getting married? You said yes right? Cause if you didn’t it would be weird since you both haven’t let go of each other. Anyways I didn't wanna ruin the moment in case he hadn't asked yet.”

You hadn’t left Jamie’s embrace yet since he pulled you in after he proposed and his arms squeezing you told you he wouldn’t let you go any time soon which you had already guessed especially when you both had sat up and he still hadn't let go.

"I said yes." Trevor squealed. He actually squealed and neither you nor Jamie were expecting it.

"So when is the wedding? Did he give you a whole speech? Did she cry? Show me the ring." The questions made your head spin as you were trying to keep up with the adult bouncing around the living room.

"Buddy calm down I just proposed, we haven't even called my mom yet. And I gave the speech last night because I didn't want to make it obvious that I was gonna propose." At his admission, you whipped your head around to look at him. 

"That was your speech? J. that was so sweet, and I did cry. But how could I not when your words meant the world to me." He placed a kiss on your forehead as you turned to Trevor holding your hand out to show him the ring.

He held on to your hand as he fanned his face looking like a wine aunt at a family gathering. An emerald stone sat in the middle of a silver band which had diamonds in it all the way around, next to the green stone sat 2 smaller diamonds on both sides. It was a beautiful ring, and when Jamie said he was gonna go all out with the proposal ring he meant it. 

You took your hand back as Jamie asked you to remind him to call his mom. Before turning back to Trevor to ask what he wanted for dinner as you were cooking, you kept your gaze on Jamie's face and placed a kiss on his cheek "I forgot to tell you, but thank you for remembering about my Grandma's ring." He responded with a smile and kiss on your forehead. 

When your Grandma passed away, your mom kept her ring not giving it to you even if it was one of your late Grandma's wishes. She claimed it wasn't in her will and therefore it wasn't something official, Jamie remembered how upset you were about it as she meant a lot to you so when he went ring shopping and saw the ring with the emerald stone he knew it was the one, the picture of your Grandma's emerald wedding ring engraved in his brain.

Trevor cleared his throat, making you both look at him "So when do I become an uncle?"

Jamie sighed, you hid your head in his chest "I'm not doing this." Jamie mumbled but by the laughter that was escaping from Trevor's mouth, you knew he had heard it.

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Hello, hello. This has been in the works for a couple of days, but I struggled with finishing it because school is kicking my ass. I managed tho.

Thanks for all the love on pt.1 it means a lot 😊

Feedback is appreciated, hope you guys enjoyed!

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Thoughts on Prime S3 - Dread

So I binged Prime season 3 last night. Overall it was a fun ride--the animation was beautiful, the characters' expressions and movements were fantastic, and the voice acting was stellar.

But there were a few things I that poked me the wrong way.

Buckle up, folks. This is gonna get LONG.

Let's start with my beloved. Dread. Specifically, his 'redemption'.

We all knew it was coming. They weren't going to let a Knuckles be a manipulative, selfish, greedy, double-crossing asshole. This is a kids' show, after all, and all the characters have to do the right thing in the end. So his switch to help the heroes save the universe wasn't unexpected.

But the way it was handled gave me whiplash.

We have Dread being a magnificent bastard in season 2. Oh so ruthless and selfish and looking out for number one and eyes on nothing but his Beauty. So much fun to watch this guy be so un-Knuckles like and enjoy every second of it.

But then season 3 comes and he's just . . .

This.

He planted himself by the door and just . . . sat there. One of the most fun and animated and enjoyable characters of the last season is now set decoration.

So. Okay. I'm gonna do what I love to do. Deep dive into his head.

He's moping. He's depressed. He's lost his Beauty, again, and has no idea where it is, or how to get it back. That was his entire focus. He had it, he had it in his grubby little mitts, but lost it.

The first time he failed to get it, he lost his ship, his crew, his courage, and his confidence. He threw himself into denial, becoming a Party Pirate who only cared to be jolly and jovial and distract himself with fun every day. Any mention of his past made him testy. He didn't want to think about it. Didn't want to be reminded of it. He avoided fighting his past crew when they attacked, because he didn't want to face his failures, face his past. So he didn't. He hid. He ran.

But then Sonic gave him an opportunity. A chance to succeed where he'd failed before. And that greedy light was in his eyes again. The tunnel vision, the single focus, the obsession came back full force. And this time he managed to claim what he'd been lusting after for who knows how long. He finally got his Beauty, and it reinforced those feelings of obsession. Of possessiveness.

He manipulated his crew into thinking Sonic was the bad guy for wanting it, and turned his back on them the first second they no longer served him any purpose. His eyes were only for his Beauty.

Then the Chaos Council snagged it from him, and he latched onto their ship like a tick to get it back. He endangered himself, left his home, left behind people who were loyal to him (for whatever reason), all because he wanted the shiny rock back.

And then he lost it again when Nine and Sonic took all three shard pieces back to Ghost Hill. He fought with his urban counterpart, essentially cutting any possible ties of loyalty and help there, and was now stuck in a city he didn't know, with no allies, nowhere to go, and no Beauty.

So it tracks that he would be feeling pretty low. He failed to do the one thing, the only thing, he'd ever wanted to to in his life. He had it. And lost it. Three times.

He's not feeling bad because Nine has them and will use them to destroy everything. He's disappointed in himself for failing. He has no purpose now. Treasure was all that mattered to him--that specific treasure--and now that it's gone and outside of his reach, he feels he has nothing left to care about.

(And as an aside, I love his pose here. Boy just looks so defeated.)

So, okay, I can get that he would be feeling all "Poor Dread, lost me Beauty again" right now. And I think him refusing to go after the rest of his crew when Nine threatened them was also on point. He's still got tunnel vision--"No treasure, what's the point?" It sticks with the Dread that was established in season 2. Nothing in it for him, no treasure, no valuable shiny rocks, he's not gonna waste his time or risk his skin for it.

He has shown exactly zero loyalty in the past, so this fits with his characterization.

Now here's where I would have done things differently. Because very shortly after this, he's right there with the others when they decide to make the raid on Nine's encampment. No hesitation, no grumbling about how he'd 'better be rewarded after all this' or whatever. It's like he's a completely different person. The Dread from season 2 would NOT have done this of his own free will.

Let's back up to before Sonic and the Roses left to save Batten, Sails, and Catfish. Black Rose stopped to ask Dread if he was coming, to which he responded with the aforementioned "No treasure, no point." Rose simply said something along the lines of a disgusted "Some captain" and walked out.

But this was the PERFECT opportunity for a seed of redemption to be planted. Instead of simply walking out, Rose could have turned to him and said something like:

"No point? Look around you! Everything's coming undone, and there'll be nothing left if we don't stick together and stop Nine!"

"Then it shouldn't matter if I go or not!" he replies, shooting her a snarl. "Me Beauty be gone. I be a failure. There ain't nothing left f'r me."

"Ya know, you had people who were loyal to you. People who would have fought by your side until the end. That should have been what mattered to you. But you chose a shiny rock over them instead." She tsk'ed. "Some captain."

To which he would have been all "Sod off and leave me in peace" as they left to rescue the rest of the Angel's Voyage crew.

But the seed would have been planted.

And there could have been a scene, a quick one, where, when Sonic's talking about giving himself up to Nine, Dread has a devious look. "If we go to the fox, he'll have me Beauty. I c'n sneak in and get it back while the others be busy." And then he'd chuckle to himself because he's oh so smart and clever, before standing and joining the others with a boisterous "Let's take the fight to him! We'll teach that no good landlubber t' mess with us!" or some such piratical speech.

So it would appear he's all gung ho about joining the fight, but he still has his selfish reasons that would have stuck with his season 2 characterization.

And then, during the looong fight, we could have had little glimpses of others coming to his aid. Ren specifically, and when his urban twin saves him, he'd look surprised, because they didn't exactly part on good terms.

"Ye . . . saved me?"

"Yeah, so?"

"I thought ye didn't like pirates. Me specifically."

Ren shrugs. "We're all in this together, right? You're here helpin' now, ain't ya? 'Sides, I hate the world endin' more than I hate you. C'mon. Less yakkin', more punchin'."

And that would make Dread think. Just for a moment. Another seed planted. Then he'd blink and head back into battle.

I would even keep the whole 'Jack appeals to Dread's greed' scenario. Because Dread still has that mindset. So he heads in to go for the Prism, sinking back into the Gollum-esque obsession again. But when he sees Black Rose in trouble, that's when those seeds really start to take root. What she said comes to mind again, and he remembers every time they'd helped him. Maybe different members of the crew had jumped in when he was overwhelmed in the fight. He sees other variants helping each other, or helping members of the different groups. How they're putting their lives on the line for people they don't even really know. Helping each other. Saving each other.

He thinks of Ren, who saved him regardless of their last meeting.

With one last look back toward the Prism, Dread jumps down to save Rose.

It could have been handled so easily, with just a few extra seconds of show. Cut out some of the extraneous fight scenes and add some more character interaction/growth. It would have made Dread's redemption seem more genuine, and less of a "Let's just throw away all the characterization he had last season to get to the end."

Love me some Dread. I just think he could have been handled a lot better.

#qwerty ramblings #sonic prime #sonic prime spoilers #knuckles the dread #sonic the hedgehog

[mountingpulisic]

theories that explain why we fall in love (christian p.)

part one

summary : an unexpected visitor shows up discussing a newly read book.

words : 851

you weren’t sure how you safely returned home after your tiring shift at the hospital. debilitated legs climbed the stairs where your flat awaited, there was nothing more you wanted to do than to sleep away your existence. 

work had made for the perfect distraction when it came to blocking your mind from remembering the sorrowful voicemail you had left christian a couple of days ago. 

had you regret it? you weren’t sure.

if anything you hoped leaving the voicemail would bring you a sense of closure but it had only scratched wounds that were beginning to heal. 

you began rummaging through your bag to locate your keys as you started to approach your front-door. 

head down with concentrated eyes focused on finding your keys, you didn’t notice the figure standing in-front of you. 

“y/n.” 

you were sure you were suffering from whiplash on how fast your head had snapped up due to the sound of your name. it wasn’t so much of your name being called but who had called it. 

the one person who you were actively trying to block from your memory. 

christian

your mouth gaped open and closed as you tried to find words, you weren’t sure if he was actually here or if your mind was playing games on you due to the lack of sleep. 

“i got your voicemail.” he spoke again, fiddling nervously with his fingers as he stared at the floor beneath him, not having enough strength to look you in the eyes just yet. 

you stood frozen parallel to him, staring at a hole in the middle of his curly brown hair, clasping your hands together to mask the urge to reach out to him. 

“i went and read the book, the one you were talking about”

no response.

“i’m not sure if you knew but the author also wrote another one. funny enough it’s called, theories that explain why we fall in love.” he scratched his beard anxiously.

christian then lifted his head, sending you a tight-lipped smile before he began to speak again. 

“likewise, a few of them made me think of you.” 

“chr-” 

“first theory was two am is awfully heavy to handle all on your own.” christian whispered, head turning back down to look at the floor. “remember how i would always get those horrible panic attacks? around two am too strangely, they were about anything and everything that was troubling me? and no matter where i was you’d show up? shit, y/n, i had one in honduras and you were knocking on my door two hours later” 

you knew christian was fighting back tears because of how his voice had noticeably become raspier, sniffles coming from his nose as well. 

“second theory being life before you knew their name was horrible.” he wiped the snot that was beginning to leak out of his nose on his sleeve, finally having the courage to maintain eye contact with you.

“you have no idea how much i hated england before i met you. i had never felt so alone. then i met you, and you made me hate england a little less, you made england feel like home.” christian’s voice died off at the end of the sentence. 

you wondered if that remained true, you would’ve thought with you turning down his marriage proposal, he’d want to burn down the home you two had built together even though you had already left it vacant.

“because of fear, because constantly running is exhausting.” you felt that one right in your chest.

“y/n, i understand you are afraid. hell, with what you’ve shared with me regarding everyone you’ve ever loved, i’d be scared to. but i’m not them, you have to understand that. you think i didn’t notice how you were holding yourself back from loving me? i could see it in everything you did, and i foolishly enough thought asking you to marry me would cause you to open your eyes and see that i’m not going to leave you like everyone else, that i’m in this for the long haul but that only scared you more and caused for you to run off. i am sorry for that for scaring you” 

your eyes began to watery as you listened to christian ramble, his feet navigating closer to you with every word. 

“because we don’t always have a choice.” 

christian took your shaky hands into his, lacing your fingers together as he gave your knuckles a gentle kiss. 

“because we had bravery to try.”

“because trembling hands needed something stable to hold on to.” christian pressed his forehead to yours as he whispered his next words. “ i know you think you don’t deserve me, i know you think that you don’t deserve a happy ending, however that is not true. you deserve everything this galaxy has to offer, and if it takes a month, a year, or a decade for you to realize your worth, i’m still going to be right here, holding your hand because you need me just as much as i need you.” 

christian pressed his lips to yours, a feeling you’ve grown to miss these past eight months. 

“because falling in love with you was the easiest thing i have ever done."

#christian pulisic #christian pulisic imagine #christian pulisic x reader #christian pulisic x you

[soupbabe]

I got your Martin request and I loved it so I had to send one of my own. Martin Mathias, RZ Myers, Vincent Sinclair and Billy Lenz with an s/o who has a broad taste in music. Like their playlist goes from scene music to classic rock to dark wave, etc, if that makes sense

Slashers with a Reader with a Broad Music Taste

Featuring: Martin Mathias, Rob Zombie! Michael Myers, Vincent Sinclair, and Billy Lenz

I'm in this request and I don't like it /j, but also this is a lil different in formatting n shorter because everyone has similar responses!

Tagging: @slaasherslut

- Billy Lenz and Vincent Sinclair aren't that phased by your music taste!

- It's the only right way to listen to music with these two!

- They love the wide range your music selection holds and the spontaneity keeps their spirits high

- Billy loves making roulette games out of your playlists, he loves waiting to see how many songs play before the mood shifts to something drastically different

- On his own, Vincent listens to music the way you do. Working for hours on end to classical music isn't enough, he needs some unexpected guitar and a high tempo to keep him awake and focussed on his statutes!

- However, Martin Mathias and Michael Myers prefer a bit of consistency

- They're simple men; if they're in the mood for one genre they're going to stick to it

- While Michael is used to some chaotic changes, he enjoys having one thing and sticking to it. Going from something like slow paced new wave to the harsh guitar riffs of rock is uncomfortable

- He's happy to find music that you both like, but don't go switching it up on him

- Martin is the same, he gets a bit of whiplash upon the changes in the music. He likes to expect what's coming his way, though if your music makes you happy then he'd brave it for you <3

#house of wax 2005 #house of wax x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #Vincent Sinclair #billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #black christmas 1974 #black christmas x reader #rz!michael myers #rz michael myers x reader #halloween x reader #rob zombie halloween #martin mathias x reader #martin x reader #martin mathias #martin 1977 #slasher x reader #slashers x reader

[enwonderland]

Athena needs someone to help her with the investigation. She would do it herself, but Bobby and her are already compromised. She needs someone she can trust, but she's running out of options. She can't ask Hen and Karen; Hen would hold her own if things went awry but she can't put Karen at risk. Same situation with Chim and Maddie. So, the only ones that could help her right now, her only choice, are Buck and Eddie.

They agree to go undercover, the idea is almost exciting. They need to be together at all times, though, they can't be distracted or separated, otherwise it could go wrong for both of them. What if a random girl wanted to get one of them alone and ruined the whole thing? That just couldn't happen. So, they decide it just makes sense to pretend to be a couple.

They're following someone, trying to get some information to report to Athena, when they hear someone getting closer to where they are. They think they have enough information now but they can't escape, there's no way to make a clean exit. They have no explanation to why they are in a private area, they shouldn't be there in the first place. So Eddie does the first thing that comes to mind: he backs Buck to the nearest wall, holds his face softly and kisses him.

It should be awkward, kissing your best friend. Male best friend. That's what goes through Buck's mind in those first few seconds. "This should feel wrong". But it doesn't. It... It just makes sense. It's Eddie, he's kissing him, and for a millisecond he wonders why they have not kissed before, when it's so obvious now how good they are at it, how good it feels.

The kiss is so unexpectedly good, so sweet and soft, almost like a whisper on their lips. They can feel the other's stubble on their cheeks and lips, it's new, they shouldn't like it, but it becomes addictive immediately. Buck wraps his arms around Eddie's neck and shoulders and pushes him closer to his own body. After getting a taste of his lips, he needs to touch all of him, needs to hold him close and don't let go. He swears Eddie just moaned into his mouth, he felt the vibration all over. And why is it so hot now all of a sudden, his clothes are suffocating him.

After a minute, or a hundred, someone clears their throat behind them. They stop kissing, but don't move from where they are. Buck's arms are still around Eddie's shoulders, Eddie's hands are still holding Buck's face. He drops them to his neck and caresses him so tenderly. He turns around to face the person interrupting them, a security guard.

"You shouldn't be here."

"Sorry, we just got caught in the moment. We, um... We couldn't help it. We'll leave now."

Eddie grabs Buck's hand, fingers intertwined, and goes straight to the exit. He doesn't stop until they reach Eddie's car. They get in and just stay there for a moment. They don't say a word, they don't even know what to say right now. Until the silence becomes unbearable for Buck.

Buck turns around to face him, face still red. Eddie doesn't dare look at him, he doesn't know if he's strong enough to look at Buck right now.

"Eddie... That was..."

"I know, Buck."

"Can we...?" Eddie completes the question in his mind 'can we talk about it?'. He's terrified. Buck is going to question him, he's going to ask him about his feelings and he's going to run away from him. But like the kiss, Buck is also unexpected. "Can we do it again?"

Eddie turns around so fast he's sure he'll get whiplash, but he couldn't care less. He looks at Buck then. He sees Buck, sees the honesty in his eyes and he has no doubt he absolutely means it.

So he doesn't answer, he just grabs Buck's face, brings him forward and kisses him again. They smile into their kiss, can't help it. It's not as smooth but it's even better than their first one. Because they're not pretending anymore, this is 100% them. And they have never felt so connected to another person; it's so good it's maddening. And in many ways, it is inevitable.

Later they'll talk about it at home, they'll define what they are, what they want to be. But for know, they're in each other's arms and that's all they could possibly need.

#buddie #eddie diaz #buck #911 #evan buckley #9-1-1 #911 on fox #evan buck buckely #911 6x13 #mini fic #buddie fic #hope y'all like it #first kiss #buddie first kiss #I'm not an English native speaker so if there's something that could be improved please let me know

[salmonthaart]

hihi uhhm. sorry if this comes off as creepy but i scoured both your blogs for info on pop and lock but unless i suck at looking for stuff i didtnt find much. you should totes tell me more about them

that's not creepy at all don't worry!!! i've never really posted any oc lore publicly because i'm not sure if people care, and boy do i apologize you having to look through my sideblog because Wow Is There Nothing Important On It, but i'm BEYOND elated to answer any questions about them!!! literally thank you so much for asking, you made my day 😭

i have a looooot of stuff about them written down on places like google docs, a discord server i infodump in, and also In My Head so there's a HUGE amount of previously untapped info about them just around, but i'll stick to their main things for now :)

(i also have a toyhouse, but i never finished setting it up, so i'll also probably post more oc stuff on that when it's done)

pINK Lemonade Official Lore Post™ under the cut!

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POP:

Pop is an Octoling based on the Flapjack octopus. They are genderfluid, and thanks to the benefits of the cephalopod form, change their physical appearance regularly just for the hell of it. They vary between masc-leaning and femme-leaning, but usually look some flavor of GNC. (Their physical build remains the same, think of it like how the player characters in Splatoon change their gender and hairstyle. Pop just does that whenever they feel like it.)

They are fruitily charming, outgoing, unserious to a fault, and smug. Pop is a lot more sociable than Lock, often chatting people up or making friends at unexpected times. They are well aware of their charm, but make an effort to be the more likable of the two. They like to introduce themselves first, leading to many close relationships with a lot of people that otherwise would never have talked to them. However, when they dislike someone, they make it VERY known. They are unable to hide their distaste towards anyone they regard as too annoying. They can get aloof at times, but are generally a very peppy and easy-going person.

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LOCK:

Lock is an Inkling based on the Whiplash squid. He is the composer and instrumentalist of the duo, and is very talented on the keyboard.

He likes to put on an off-puttingly brooding, "cool guy" persona, but when you get to know him, it becomes clear he is often neurotic and overly sensitive. He can be very visibly depressed, though he tries to play off his inability to take care of himself as part of his uncaring attitude. He pushes people away instinctively, but gets very attached to the people who love him despite this. Unfortunately, he doesn't know how to healthily express his emotions and can get rather sulky and mean, leading his closest personal relationships to be... rather strained at times.

He also has a toxic and ultimately doomed relationship with Tide of Suit-Nami that both Shlubby and I have agreed is very fun to watch as it slowly burns. Sorry Lock, you're fated to lose the best boyfriend you'll ever have :')

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There's a lot more to both of their backstories, but for the sake of keeping things simple, here's a condensed version.

Lock was a trust fund baby pushed into idol culture that got shunted off to boarding school once he was deemed more trouble than he was worth by his parents. In a petulant attempt to be acknowledged by them, he regularly commits petty crimes and acts of vandalism, but is bailed out from afar every time to avoid his family name getting bad press. It's a real sore spot for him.

Pop had loving parents who encouraged them to explore their love for music, but after they got older and started posting their music to HueTube, they got relentlessly mocked for being cringe and were devastated. They went to boarding school in an attempt to escape their reputation and worked past their trauma by pouring it into their work and reclaiming their identity.

Pop and Lock were placed together as part of an idol internship program during their last year of school. Pop felt bad for Lock, and specifically requested him as means of lending a hand. Lock had previously avoided them for quite some time, but once they were forced to pair up he realized he had found his first genuine friend.

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and, special one-time deal, two extra characters! i literally have never posted (or. ahem. finished) any art of these two, but they fill out the gang behind the scenes and they occupy my brainspace just as much as pop and lock do :)

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MONA:

Mona is a halfmoon betta fish and handler-turned-posse-member of the group. She's an underpaid and overworked employee of the idol agency Pop and Lock are employed at, and was assigned to pINK Lemonade to keep them in check after they were involved in one too many incidents (read: PR nightmares)

She has a bit of a temper, as most bettas do, but over time has formed a real relationship with Pop and Lock and does not blow up at them as much as she does others. Their friendship has also helped her loosen up and not let her job consume her soul.

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CILAN:

Cilan is a calm, easygoing, tall inkling and the oldest of the four. He has long purple hair and seemingly permanently closed eyes. He's the group's resident eye-candy and secretary/flunky. There isn't a whole lot to his personality that I can say right now. He's just hot... sue me...

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Thank you so much for asking about my ocs!!

#ocs #splatoon ocs #oc lore #pop #lock #pink lemonade #tide #crash #splatoon #mona #cilan

[teecupangel]

okay, we chatted about Desmond in otome games. Let's me give you one called KIssed by The Baddest Bidder.

Let's say Desmond got burned by the Eye indeed and his body is taken by Abstergo and next thing Desmond woke up, revived and full of rage in an empty operating room. He wants to hide and settle for something normal but the bleeds of his ancestors' tragic life makes him wanna avenge them some way and he disappeared. Thus leading what begun a mysterious purge to those certain people who work in Abstergo, huge headlines in the news and articles about it.

In the global crime underworld, an uprising faceless individual, mysterious and ominous with an alias name " The Grim Reaper". Mafias and criminals can gain a favor from him as long it aligns his goals. After the purge that went for 2 years, he once again disappeared like smoke.

Desmond starts his retirement as a cleaner in the day shift and a bartender at the night shift in the Tres Spades Hotel. He also ended saving a girl from strange men and now he's being sold in a black market auction as replacement for the girl who broke some glass statue. Sold 20 million is that he worth and they are VIPs in the hotel???? so much for peace and quiet.

Love interests in the game:

Eisuke Ichinomiya - mmmmmm. boss x worker that piques his interest. what if Coralina and her father recognizes Desmond a lookalike of a lord in Monteriggioni

Soryu Oh - used Desmond for some sort of escort or servant for Mei Ling. Yet Desmond acts a bodyguard like wtf how can he shoot with perfect accuracy and track people easily.

Mitsunari Baba - master thief x retired master assassin / hitman. Baba found the perfect partner in stealing albeit by force. what's this he walks silently, can find the target treasures easily. Why does his eyes seem to glint gold in the faint light at night? Baba is a flirt and womanizer yet Desmond is unexpected with witty sexual innuendos that makes Baba blush

Ota Kisaki - a scene where that two faced artist might sneak a peek Desmond's small notebook that he dropped accidentally. Ota opened to see beautiful pencil and pen drawn sketches of people and places. A castle, a fortesss, a homestead. People with a cowl and some don't. Cue Ota felt a chill and turned to see Desmond looking at him with a neutral face but his eyes are furious.

Mamoru Kishi - police man x retired assassin. enough said but make it mamoru aware of the a cold case of abstergo purge and look at Desmond's behavior like he can't... can he??????

Shuichi Hishikura politician x retired assassin. Desmond philosophical talks might make him think twice or shock him with small hints of secret history as playful jokes. Jokes right?????

Hikaru Aihara - working assassin x retired assassin. Desmond knows definitely about his work. Would be a nice scene where Hikaru knows the Grim Reaper or had heard or seen him work. Made a positive remarks in the strory telling and Desmond just internally laughs cos that's me but shhhhh

Luke Foster - probably angst and slow burn cos he's a doctor and desmond already have too many bad experiences with doctors and scientists

Rhion Hatter - the mad hatter.....maybe friends to lovers...

Basically just the bidders get a whiplash of what they thought is a normal and simple man named Desmond meets more than the eye HAHAHAHAHA

I’m kinda thinking of how this wouldn’t just end with Desmond going ‘fuck this shit’ and running away from whichever route he is in and the first thought I have is to stop him by pushing into his sense of duty and responsibility.

So we’re going to make Desmond have a desire for vengeance on this one.

He had simply been a retired Assassin, just living his life, when he learned that one of his coworkers died the day before the auction because he had been snooping around to find something.

Desmond learns that the killer is someone connected to the auction.

He saved the girl and agreed to be auctioned because he needs to find a way to get close to these VIPs to learn which of them killed his coworker.

Because his coworker?

… was one of the Assassins of the Japanese Brotherhood.

And that coworker was looking into the auction because one of the VIPs is actually one of the few Templars that escaped the ‘purge’.

When he learned that he was sold for 20 millions by multiple VIPs, he tried to sus them out using his Eagle Vision.

But they all glowed gold.

And that’s when Desmond has to pick one of them.

.

The idea is: the killer of the Assassin can be one of them or someone connected to them, the killer’s identity changes depending on which route Desmond takes. The Templar also changes into someone in the route, maybe even the main love interest.

The main point is that this keeps Desmond into keeping up the appearance of the being a ‘bought’ man, all the while having his own agenda.

Eisuke Ichinomiya – Carolina and her father are the Templars. To be more exact, her father is a Templar but she’s being ‘educated’ as one. This would have an alternate ending of Desmond being able to get to Caroline and she becomes his ally. Her father knows who Desmond Miles is and mistakes this to mean that Eisuke has allied with the Brotherhood.

Soryu Oh – The Templars would be after Mei Ling and Desmond gets to the bottom of it which ends up being messy af because Simon Lee actually has connection with the Assassins in China for some reason. The Ice Dragon is also connected with the Japanese Brotherhood.

Mitsunari Baba – Mitsunari’s next target turns out to be a POE and his informant is the Templar and killer. Desmond taking the POE instead of him will be the main cause of conflict between the two of them.

Ota Kisaki – This is one where Desmond would probably end up taking a more aggressive role because he’s not going to be a pet after the hell he went through from Abstergo and William Miles. Ota trying to talk to him like an unruly dog (maybe even call him a mutt) would end with Desmond punching him which will surprise Ota but also make Desmond interesting.

Mamoru Kishi – Mamoru is super sus of Desmond from the get go and Desmond thinks of him as a dirty cop so they’re not off to a good start. Part of their relationship arc would be Desmond finding out why Mamoru is more on the morally dubious side than plain dirty and Mamoru’s main conflict would be learning about Desmond’s past as the spree killer that singlehandedly taken down Abstergo and plunged the company to ruins by killing high ranking members after he had already fallen in love with Desmond.

Shuichi Hishikura – He and Desmond gets into debates more often than not. Desmond doesn’t have a good track records with politicians and people in power to govern the people so Desmond certainly pretends to be polite but he’s wary of Shuichi. Shuichi sees him as being bright though and thinks he might have a knack for politics which makes Desmond shiver in disgust.

Hikaru Aihara – This one would be more on Hikaru knowing there’s something more about Desmond but he can’t be sure but Desmond has heard of him. The Brotherhood had actually given him a head’s up because he’s a ‘freelancer assassin’. They were coworkers before he bought Desmond so they know each other and Desmond is suspicious that Hikaru might have been hired to kill the Assassin by a Templar.

Luke Foster – Desmond’s probably going to be flirty with him, might even slip and call him dottore more than once. Since he works in a secretive clinic that does back alley surgery, there’s a high possibility that Luke is actually an ally of the Brotherhood, not that Desmond knew that. He's comfortable with Luke sometimes because Ezio's Bleed makes him remember the doctors who didn't ask too many questions and simply healed him. Luke is actually keeping it a secret from Desmond because he believes Desmond is just caught up in all these because he’s trying to protect a girl and Desmond believes Luke is hiding something which means he needs to be cautious about him (this would be angst + slow burn + misunderstanding galore XD)

Rhion Hatter – considering he’s half English and the son of a duke, we can make him a Templar. If you don’t want a Templar x Assassin drama for this one, his grandmother could be the Templar and he ran away from her which makes him and Desmond have similar… family ‘problems’. XD

#desmond is in an otome game #assassin's creed #desmond miles #ask and answer #teecup writes/has a plot #fic idea: assassin's creed #fic idea: kissed by the baddest bidder #fic idea: crossover #kissed by the baddest bidder

[chibi-celesti]

Phase 02-Book 01: Dia Rosa Rudje (pt. 5)

Previously: The student before them was beautiful, though rightfully pissed…

Like a predator to his prey, he leaned forward to Meryu’s face. “How do you plan to pay me back, Herbivore?”

…

“I’M SORRY!!”

~Twisted Tonelico~

“Huh?” This was an unexpected response. Usually he either gets pushed back til the brat gets his teeth broken, or they whimper and admit defeat, and also lose a couple of teeth. But this? This was not what he normally got.

She kept her head bowed, embarrassed for hurting someone by accident. “Oi! What are you doin’, Minion!?!?” Grim panicked. Not like the position he they're in.

“I didn't mean to step on your tail, sir! I swear!” She righted herself back up, not caring for the whiplash she’s feeling. “Your tail isn't broken is it?!”

The older boy in front of her kept staring at her in confusion before deciding to mess with her some more. “Sadly, you did. I can barely feel it anymore.” He smirked at her “How do you plan to fix this?”

The Reyvateil got more flustered. Oh no! I hurt him! If Mr. Crowley caught wind of this, I’ll never hear the end of it! “L-l-let me fix it please!”

The stranger complied, lifting his tail in feint pain, and letting her hold it in her hands. ‘They're dead meat if they-’

~Was zweie ra enegd corpu hyzik yor. Ieeya cremia afezeria tes yor, sor wearequewie.~

Out of the blue, a stuffed lambie in a tutu holding a small bell appeared above them. With her small arms, the lamb shook the bell vigorously, causing green sparkles to fall on the boy and his tail. Still in shock, the senior said nothing, but Grim on the other hand… “First a Rose, now a Lamb thingy?! What’s with your songs being so weird?!”

The spell ended with the lamb hugging the boy before vanishing, leaving silence in her wake.

The stranger stared at Meryu, putting two and two together regarding the person in front of him. “So… you’re the Herbivore from that night? Little Miss Nightingale.”

Meryu looked at him. “Nightingale?”

She didn't have much time to think of the odd name as another voice cut through their talk. “Leona-san!”

Said boy growled in annoyance again before sighing. “Over here, Ruggie.”

Another boy appeared from the garden and made his way to the trio. His hair was a shaggy, sandy color with two hyena ears almost blending into his head. And his eyes were as blue as the daytime sky. He also wore the same color band and vest, but his uniform attire looked very baggy on him compared to his classmate.

The shaggy blonde-Ruggie- looked between Leona and Meryu before laughing. “Am I interrupting something, Leona-san?”

“Yes and no.”

“Too bad. You have a supplementary class to make up. If you fail again, you and I are gonna be in the same grade next year.”

“Yeah, yeah. I heard ya.” He removes his tail from Meryu’s grasp before walking away with Ruggie. He glances back to the girl and Grim one last time. “Next time, watch where you walk, Nightingale. Not everyone is forgiving of stuff like that.”

She nods in understanding.

“Bye, Melenas-san.” Ruggie waves to her before dragging his senior out of the Greenhouse. What an odd man… And why would he call me Nightingale?

A dramatic sigh from Grim breaks her musings. “I thought we were goners~. Watch where you’re going next time!”

“It was an accident,” she pouted.

They soon heard the heart and spade duo called for them from behind, changing the topic and reminded them of what they initially came there for. Right, the Mont Blanc!

Meryu ran to meet with the boys and together they left for the forest and chestnuts once more.

~Night Raven: School Kitchen~

With the help of the Greenhouse equipment, the First Years succeeded in gathering as many chestnuts as they needed for the tart. They brought their spoils back to Trey, and where they can start their first major tasks: breaking open the chestnuts!

For Clover, Spade and Grim, it was easy since they used magic to break them with ease. Trappola and Melenas on the other hand…were not so lucky. They broke them manually which was more taxing than they thought. The Reyvateil and Ace managed to work out a rhythm to cracking the chestnuts open, but of course not without a few complaints from the latter.

“Who knew cracking these things was so difficult! Wish I had my magic back.”

The girl tried patting him on the back. “It’s not so bad. Besides, we're just about finished with the last of them.”

“True. By the way, is what Grim said true? You sang to someone in the Greenhouse?”

She waved her hand dismissively. “It was a small healing spell, nothing more.”

“...Lucky bastard.”

“Hmm?”

“Nothing.” He stretched his arms, relieved the hardest part of the prep was over. “Ok, Trey-senpai. What’s next?”

“Next step is simple. We just need to mix together the peeled chestnuts with the milk and eggs- Shoot!” Trey shouted.

Deuce and Meryu rushed to Trey’s side. “What’s wrong, senpai?!”

Trey shook his head in dread .“We’re out of milk and eggs. We need more for the tart.” He looked to his juniors. “Would I trouble you two to go to the school store and get more?”

“Yes!/ Of course, Mr. Clover.”

Trey stepped away, making his list for the ingredients missing and other items he may need. Once he was finished, he gave the list to Deuce and Meryu, along with a couple madol to pay for the items.

“We’ll be back with the supplies, and Grim please don’t eat any of the ingredients!”

“Nyah! I wasn’t gonna!”

~Night Raven: Mr. S’ Mystery Shop~

“Wow…/ Whoa!” The duo were blown away by the school store. On the outside, it gave off an appearance of a humble traveler hub-like building one would pass by for small items and leave. But from the inside, it was something beyond either of their imaginations.

Countless items from all across the globe were hanging around the store, from crystal balls to intricate masks from many, unique cultures. At the front cashier desk stood a man in an interesting plum suit with a bright purple vest underneath. His outfit is adorned with skeletal designs, from the buttons to his top hat. His magenta gaze bore directly at his new visitors, and, as if he were a showman, he introduced himself to them.

“Hello there, my little imps~! Welcome to Mr. S’s Mystery Shop!”

This caught the pair off guard for a moment before Deuce asked his question. “We came to purchase some things.” he gave Sam his list. “We’re hoping you would have these.”

Mr. S(aka, “Mr. Sam”) took note of all the items on the list and with a swift bow spoke to the duo. “Sit back and relax. I’m gonna go get everything you need in the back!”

Soon, he left for the back of the store, leaving Meryu and Deuce to see the supplies sold at the school store. “Cauldrons, pens and inkwells, crystal balls. This place has everything!” Deuce exclaimed, mesmerized. All the Reyvateil could do was nod in agreement.

I wonder if Lady Shurelia would love shopping here? Maybe Mr. Lyner would like shopping here, too?

They also didn’t seem to wait long for the shop owner to return, as he arrived with bags of the exact groceries and other items Trey requested! “Here you go, little lovebirds~~! All of your much needed necessities!”

“EEEEHHH?!”

“I’m just kidding, little imps! By the way, are either of you interested in magical saucers? They’re fitting for any special occasions, and in stock now!”

“O-ooh. Um, thank you, sir. But we’re fine for now.”

Meyru bowed, thanking the shopkeeper as well. “Thank you, again, for helping us.”

~Night Raven: Main Street~

With supplies in hand, the two made their way back to the school kitchen. Deuce carried a bulk of the bags, leaving Meryu to carry one. “Mr. Deuce, are you sure you carry most of those bags by yourself? I’m more than happy to take some off your hands.”

He shook his head. “Thank you, but it’s ok. I used to do this kind of stuff for my mom back home?”

This surprised the girl. “Really? She must be very proud to have a helpful son like you.”

“U-uu-uh. Th-thank you, Melenas-san,” He cleared his throat, hoping to clear away the blush on his face. “Also, you don’t have to keep calling me Mr. Deuce or Mr. Spade. Just Deuce is fine.”

“You sure?” he nods. “Ok. I apologize for the formalities. It was something I was taught to do whenever I meet someone growing up.”

“I figured as much.” They laughed together, enjoying their time before meeting the others. Unaware of a pair of students walking on Main Street, and towards their direction.

“Also, Melenas-san, I-?”

Someone bumped into Deuce-

*crack!*

-causing his hands to slip and drop the bag full of eggs.

“Whoops. My bad.” And then they laughed.

Meryu gasped. “You guys again?!” She and Deuce were confronted by some Night Raven students. And these boys were the same troublemakers from lunch!

Deuce was shocked, too, but quickly got on the defensive. “Hey! Why are you jerks here?!”

“I’m offended. I was just minding my business when you walked into me.”

Meryu was livid. “ That's not true and you know it! No thanks to you two, our eggs are broken!”

“Oh boo-hoo!” one of the other boys fake cried. “You can still use them! Ain’t our fault your boyfriend here bumped into my pal, bitch!” The delinquents laughed, apathetic of their actions. And that was enough to upset Deuce.

“...take that back.”

“Huh?”

The spade was angry-no- extremely ticked off. “YOU TAKE THAT BACK, RIGHT NOW! YOU DICKHEADS HAVE A LOTTA NERVE TO SLANDER A GIRL!!” He cracked his knuckles, his demeanor a massive one-eighty from earlier.

‘Like at the mines…’ Meryu wasn’t sure to be amazed or scared.

“I was gonna let you guys go nicely after breaking the eggs and the little chicks they used to be. But for you to call Melenas-san ‘Bitch!’? I AIN’T LETTING THAT SHIT SLIDE!!!” Deuce smirked. “IF YOU AIN’T GONNA APOLOGIZE, I’LL MAKE YOU APOLGIZE!!”

~Phase 02-Book 01: Dia Rose Rudje- Tes Biron~

Hymmnos Rough Translation:

*Was zweie ra enegd corpu hyzik yor.: I wish to remove the pain from your body.

**Ieeya cremia afezeria tes yor, sor wearequewie: May my blessing heal you, that is what I wish for.

#twisted wonderland #twst #ar tonelico #twst x ar tonelico au #twisted tonelico #deuce spade #ace trappola #trey clover #cater diamond #leona kingscholar

[dangerously-human]

I didn't get to properly liveblog the first chunk of The Empty Grave, seeing as I read most of it on the beach, so now to catch up with my reread thoughts thus far:

This book still has the biggest banger of an opening page, from Want to hear a ghost story? That's good. I know a few. to My name is Lucy Joan Carlyle. I talk with the living and the dead, and it sometimes gets so I can't tell the difference anymore. YOOOOO!!

Lucy and Lockwood are so freaking funny flirting in the Fittes mausoleum. I can't believe I missed most of this vibe the first time around (too focused on plot, I suppose). Can you imagine how much the rest of the team must have wanted to murder them on a regular basis?

Aside from their banter and the gooey grins at every opportunity, I really do love the trust they demonstrate in each other, and how they're working through their issues. Like this bit, where Lucy accepts that Lockwood, as leader, is going to be the one to put himself in the greatest danger opening Marissa's coffin, but he also promises to stay safe for her and not take unnecessary risks:

The skull is such a treat in this book, I love him. Enough said. (Not enough said, in fact. I WILL be saying this again.)

Seriously! What the heck is this!!!!!! But, yeah, more combo flirting/trust. Lockwood is giving Lucy a chance to try her way, with a safety net - and then when her way doesn't work, he does intervene.... And then they get right back to the flirting. So freaking married.

I've got a lot of thoughts about Lucy's musings about how much closer she and Lockwood have gotten and her concern that maybe it's due to what they shared on the Other Side, but I'm going to have to come back to that later, after I can coherently word what I'm thinking. We'll leave it at an acknowledgement that I'm pretty sure I was fondly beaming ear-to-ear at those paragraphs.

Unequivocally cried at the graveyard scene (you know the one) this morning. Doesn't matter that I've reread that bit a dozen times or more. I did very intentionally read straight through from the Tufnell/Charley Budd interaction to the walk to the cemetery, because I knew it was going to be more powerful together like that - that's when I put the book back in my beach bag, because I knew I wouldn't be able to explain my blubbering to my friend - and I was right, it does hit harder when you let the context build to a crescendo. True masterclass of the understated emotional gut-punch.

The skull being the definition of ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) when Lucy gets back from the graveyard? Hilarious emotional whiplash. Lucy is doing herself zero favors, of course, she could not be acting more suspicious if she tried.

Flo and George ❤️

George's sass to Sir Rupert when they're stopped for questioning is possibly his finest hour. Sometimes I see so clearly, it almost frightens me could be accompanied by the dramatic buildup in Turn Down for What like that iconic Pride & Prejudice edit, you know exactly what I'm saying. George is the unexpected ride-or-die bestie we all deserve.

#personal #rachel liveblogs #lockwood & co

[casitafallz]

hello there! I have a hypothetical question, hopefully it hadn't already been asked, heh.

In the Decay and LTRL AUs, early on in the stories, Luisa shoves Isabela away from Mirabel and injures her on the back, although thankfully not severely. BUT! My question is, what do you think would have happened if Luisa had accidentally broken Isabela's back?

*Peeking out of my den*

Hi!

ooh that's a good question. I think... it depends on how severely damaged Isabela's back was; was it only the bone damaged or was the cord also affected??

Either way, a fresh wound like that would still be treatable by Julieta; so the chances were that the damage would be fixed by either one. the bones heal straight away. The cord may take a few days with Julieta's food to heal. Julieta got there pretty quickly to help Mirabel, so she would be there quick to cater to Isa's damaged back.

Isabela would be healed physically.

Mentally, she would get given a bucket load of trauma for it. Ultimately, she would be scared of Luisa just as Mirabel is scared of Isabela (less so, in comparison as what Luisa did was sudden and unexpected; not slow going or as targeted as what Isa did to Mirabel.).

She'd have recurring nightmares of the incident, including the vivid lingering sensation of not feeling her lower body (if the cord was damaged)--this could have reawoken some bed-wetting as a sort of psychological response when the lack of feeling spikes in those instances.

Isa would avoid Luisa like the plague, or if they were forced to be in the same room, stay away or the furthest seat possible. She'd be...hyperfocused on Luisa's movements to ensure she wasn't gonna get tossed.

Luisa may not...get into as much trouble bc she was saving Mirabel. Luisa would be guilty about harming someone, even her own sister, regardless of justification. The fact Isa would be so weary of her is also not a good feeling for Luisa. She's upset about it, but...she'd get annoyed by it as well after a few months of it. Luisa's still very much in the middle of both sides of the frustration of knowing she wasn't gonna hurt Isa again and empathy of why Isa's so weary of her.

The adults... how they react would also vary.

Alma would be upset but relieved that no one was killed. At most, she'd insist Luisa stop her chores in town until she made sure not to use her gift with any sense of underestimation; she sees that there was a lack of control that could have easily killed and could have easily crippled someone. This could have easily dug Luisa's insecurities far faster to the rest of the family about her gift.

Bruno would probably be the same as in the original, distant but would try to be supportive of the family either way

Pepa would be...upset but would stay out of the mess to avoid the emotional whiplash that getting involved would entail, but, she could do her best to try and care for her nieces. She may actually gravitate to Luisa given the girl holds so much in emotionally; she could see more and try to get her to let it out.

Felix would be a very in-the-mess sort of guy. He would visit Isabela if she had to heal for longer; make sure she was okay and all. He'd check in with Mirabel as well, same reasons then he's check in with Luisa and make sure she was okay. He'd also help with Pepa when it came to getting Luisa to talk. Very non-judgemental which helps.

Julieta would be.... devastated at the hurt all of her children had done to each other. None of them would want to be in the same room together out of fear and trauma which tears her side of the family apart and she'd burn out far quicker and struggle to balance herself. She'd depend more on Alma for order and control of the situation. Seeing Isa both a victim and a perpetrator is hard and seeing her struggle with instances of trauma (like the bedwetting) would be very difficult. Trying to sooth Mirabel as well--she'd probably be less involved with Luisa in comparison to her other two daughters.

Agustin would be...a champion to keep his all daughter's morale up. He's checking in with all of them and probably would get Isabela moved to his parent's house sooner for the sake of sanity of everyone involved. He'd defo try better to get Julieta away from the alcohol as well once he realises. He'd defo be the support for Luisa that she needs in her immediate family. He wouldn't be weary or scared of her.

Dolores would...probably be the same as in the original stories; Luisa saved Mirabel, and just happened to Isabela get hurt as well. She'd probably help Isa more in dealing with some of her new trauma responses more privately to spare Isa humiliation of it.

Camilo would be much more of a prick. He'd probably be glad Luisa got 'pay back' for Isa harming Mirabel and would certainly and unintentionally make Luisa feel guilty with his praise on the matter. That said, he'd probably keep Anotnio away from Luisa for a few weeks, not that the two interacted much beforehand. But he'd definitely be glad that Isa got hurt. If he found out about Isa's bed-wetting, he'd defo would mock the girl for it (until Pepa told him off for it)

Antonio, the little bean would be... well he's five and not sure what to think but all he sees is his family fighting between themselves so he's much quieter and withdrawn; trying to be with his sister, and parents or would probably stay around Mirabel and Bruno much more as well. he has little opinion about Luisa's actions; he knows she saved his favourite person.

Mirabel would be the most...conflicted person out of everyone if Isabela got a broken back out of it. She'd be both scared of Isa and also worried for her. She certainly didn't want her to get hurt and doesn't think a broken spine was justified, even in the heat of the moment but... it happened. Her family is even more broken up and she'd probably internalise a lot of what Luisa did to Isa onto herself for being the catalyst for Isa to snap to start with. She would be weary of Luisa but not scared of her either, not like how she'd be scared of Isa. Mirabel defo would need therarpy, like the rest of the family to handle this.

lol, turns out I had a lot to say lol, i do like AU discussions :) if you have any more questions, feel free to drop them in. If they're good or enough, it could inspire me to carry on with the nest LTRL AU Chap?????

#🃯 < | ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵘᶰ ᵇᵉʰᶤᶰᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᶜʳᵉᵉᶰ ( ooc ) #encanto #mirabel madrigal #isabela madrigal #julieta madrigal #pepa madrigal #alma madrigal #antonio madrigal #agustin madrigal #bruno madrigal #dolores madrigal #luisa madrigal #camilo madrigal #felix madrigal #lest the rot lingers au #decay au