#also oh my fucking GOD he’s bumpy

[sangummeo]

It took me watching Godzilla Minus One today to finally realize I’ve never drawn the big man himself

#I love the designs where he has like a dog-esque nose #idk why it just fits him #also oh my fucking GOD he’s bumpy #my art #doodle

[bettysupremacy]

Rafe Cameron x innocent shy! Reader?? Please

Unintended but this is also kind of mean!rafe. Thank you for the request!! i feel like this could be better

When Rafe had come to the balcony of his own house for some peace at his own party, he hadn’t expecting company. Especially not you.

You look lost, in the most literal sense. Short dress and large jacket, he thinks you made a wrong turn and ended up here instead of the country clubs teen night. Sparkling grape juice and cookie platters, not Smirnoff and cocaine.

He’s sure he’s seen you before too, hanging around Sarah’s crowd. Under a pogues arm as they notice him around. Whatever, you’re not with them now, are you?

He bumps his nose twice before speaking up. “You look lost.”

It’s loud, and blunt, but it gets your attention. You startle.

“I’m sorry?”

He stands, taller than you expected, you step back. “I said, you look lost.”

You don’t know what to say to that. “I am.”

Nerves rumble in your tummy as he walks closer, any other words dying in your throat. You know Rafe. You know what people say about him. What your friends say. He’s no good.

“You’re not supposed to be out here.” He looks down on you. Your back touches the bumpy wall panels. “It’s off limits to guests.”

“I’m sorry.” Your hand searches for the door handle but the wall traps you in. “I didn’t know.”

“I can tell.” He eyes your cup, yellow and icy, it doesn’t look like anything he paid Kelce for. It smells sweet. “Is that lemonade?”

Out of his fridge?

“My friend poured it for me.”

“Boyfriend?” You shake your head and he hums, his breath visible in front of him. “Then who’re you with, sweetheart?”

“My friend.” You repeat. “She said we’d only be here a second.”

“And where is she now?”

You shrug. “Think her boyfriend got his hands on her.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” You give him a slow, large, nod. Your hands stuff in your jacket. How did you get into this situation?

“You don’t have anybody getting their hands on you?” Your eyes snap forward. Watching him eye you is like watching a lion circle its prey.

“Am I being interrogated?” You put out weakly.

“I’m sorry.” His eyebrows pull forward, faux sincerity.

You have the feeling he isn’t. “It’s okay.”

“It is?” you nod. “Thank god.”

It gets you. His flirt. Traps you to him like a mouse to a glue pad, and he knows it. He feeds on it. You think he may kiss you when the patio door opens. It’s a shame, you weren’t opposed to the idea.

“Sarah,” Rafe displeases. “I told you to get the fuck out.”

This isn’t the first time Sarah has crashed one of his parties, but it’s the first time she’s come between him and a girl.

“Excuse me,” Her arms cross. “this is my house too.”

“And this is my party,” he stands a little straighter. “Don’t you have your little friends to go to?”

“You’ve taken her.”

He looks back to you, defeat crumpling in his chest. He didn’t want you to go. Leave it to Sarah.

“God, don’t tell me you’ve been harassing her.” Annoyance bubbles an amount only her brother can pull from her.

“I haven’t been harassing anyone.” Rafe gripes. “It’s not my fault you left her.”

“I did not leave her.”

“Oh really?” He scoffs. “So where were you? With Topper? Or have you traded him in already?”

“I’m not doing this with you.” Her eyes flit to you. “Cmon, Y/N, let’s get out of here.”

You push off the wall, tugging your dress down. Rafe wishes you hadn’t. He grabs your wrist before you’re too far, taking the solo cup from your hand and replacing it with his. “You’re gonna need something stronger to deal with her.”

“Haha, so funny, Rafe.”

He shrugs. “Can’t help it.”

#rafe cameron #rafe fic #rafe fanfiction #rafe cameron x you #rafe x reader #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron x female reader #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron blurb #rafe cameron imagine #rafe x y/n #rafe x you #rafe cameron x kook!reader #outerbanks fanfiction #outerbanks blurb

[leaentries]

the moon & its stars | luke hughes

summary: luke “knows a spot” hughes

a/n: i’m so so so so soft for luke right, it’s not even funny. also im sorry if this is inaccurate, i don’t know the geography of new jersey and i don’t want to look it up

The car ride was bumpy and long. And you were getting frustrated.

Your night began early, since the Devils had a couple days off from their normal activities. Luke and yourself had every intention of staying cooped up in his apartment, wrapped in blankets..or the more appealing option: each other.

However, this didn’t last long as Jack bursted through the door with some of the guys claiming that he had called dibs on the apartment for the night. Luke tried his best to reason, more like argue, with Jack, but to no avail. Instead of sticking around the loud environment, Luke simply grabbed your hand and his keys and walked the both of you to his car.

“Where are we going, Lukey?” Your voice echoed through the empty parking garage.

“Don’t worry, I know a spot.”

You rolled your eyes at his response, “Luke, I’m serious. This is kidnapping.”

He turned to face you as he stood by the black car, “I can’t kidnap you if you’re not a kid, angel.”

“Then this is abduction.” You huffed.

Luke just smiled before placing a kiss on your cheek and ushering you inside the car.

❥.

Soft country music lulled in the background as Luke’s hand rested on your thigh comfortably. You watched as the buildings of Newark got smaller, your brows furrowed. Looking at the clock, you noticed you had been driving for at least an hour.

Breaking the peaceful atmosphere, you try to wear down Luke’s resolve.

“Lukey, can you please tell me where we are going. We are completely out of the city at this point.”

Luke laughed, squeezing your thigh lightly, “I promise we’re almost there, angel. Just a few more minutes.”

You groaned, going back to looking out of your window.

Another few minutes passed before Luke pulled up to an empty clearing. You looked around suspiciously.

“Oh my god, you actually fucking abducted me.”

Luke let out a breath, “Would you stop with that, woman. Get out of the car.”

You have him a dumbfounded look, “Out there?” You gestured towards the unknown territory, “I’ll die.”

“Oh for heavens sake, y/n. Come on.” Luke took it upon himself to open your door and help guide you into the outdoors. He walked over to the back of the car and popped open his trunk.

“I found this place one night with Nemo and Holtzy. We were bored and just started driving around. It was actually sort of traumatic.”

He grabbed a red and white blanket out of the car, “Holtz had google maps pulled up, but somehow got it turned around and going the wrong way. Next thing we know my tires’ blown out and we had to pull over here.”

You helped close the car door as you followed him further into the clearing, “How come you’ve never told me this story?”

He shrugged, “Don’t know, I guess I wanted to surprise you one day.”

You smiled at his confession. Even the little things he does is enough to make your insides all warm.

Luke continued a for a short while, before laying the blanket down and plopping himself right on top. He looked up at you expectingly, patting the spot next to him.

“C’mon, angel. I won’t bite.” He smirked at you.

“That,” You laid out next to him, “Is a lie. You have bit me before.”

Luke shrugged once more, brushing off your statement, “The past is the past, baby. Let’s focus on the present.”

“I genuinely dislike you.”

Luke gave you a cheeky smile in return.

He moved to lie on his back, gently pulling your body to lie on-top of him. You snuggled closer to his warmth, taking in the sound of his steady heartbeat and the smell of his cologne.

You closed your eyes for a moment, before you felt Luke’s nose nudge into your hair.

“Hmm?” You hummed out to him.

“Look up at the sky, angel.”

Peeking your eyes open, you looked up. You felt your breath disappear as millions of stars shone back at you in their blazing glory. It was very rare to see a sky full of brightness like this back in the city. You wished you could take a picture, to be able to frame this moment forever. But you knew nothing could bet do it justice.

You were speechless. Nothing you could say or do would be able to show how happy you were in the moment.

“You’re my moon, ya know?” Luke’s voice came out in a hushed whisper, “Something that brings light to the darkness. And helps guide me through the night.”

You sat up as he continued talking.

“I always feel connected to you when I look at the moon. Even when we are apart. Sometimes when I’m back in Michigan, I’ll look up at the moon when I miss you.”

Your chest clenched at his vulnerability. You don’t think you could ever love someone as much as you loved the boy in front of you.

“If i’m your moon, then you’re my stars.” You smiled at him, “Because one is never without the other.”

Luke felt his throat tighten with emotion, quickly pulling your face down to his. The both of you remained there until early into the morning, relishing in each other and the night sky.

The drive home was soft and warm, the glow of the early sun kissing your face. What the night brought had been changing for you and Luke, feeling closer to each other than you ever thought possible.

But, after-all, the moon is never without its stars.

#luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes blurb #luke hughes imagine #leawrites💋

[banes-favourite]

I love the image of Gort being fucked nasty by default!Durge. Especially if Dragonborns can have dragon dicks 👀 two dicks that are completely covered in bumps and ridges. Gortash trying to take both at once because he cannot allow one to be untouched at any point. Durge is SO into seeing him totally stuffed, he can barely thrust properly because Gort is so full.

And oh boy if he doesn't love filling him even further.

On another note: I feel like Durge has always had a part of him that is more than his violence (the origin monologue shows him as horrified after all) and his aftercare game goes HARD. Cleaning him up more gently that he does anything else, praising him. A tenderness Gortash isn't used to. Durge never shows softness except to him. This is something of Durge that is purely HIS, not Bhaal's.

"This is something of Durge that is purely his, not Bhaal's." about Durge being soft and tender goes SO hard, oh my god.

and yeah two giant dragon dicks.... very rough and bumpy... ugh..... I think about it all the time tbh. Gort's cheeks being absolutely stuffed as he tries to swallow both, drooling buckets, crying, the most pathetic expression in the world..

also piss kink with two dicks would go HARD. someone contact laubritter

#bg3 #enver gortash #gortash #baldurs gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate #baldurs gate #bg3 gortash #asks #anon #durgetash #durge bg3

[sunshinesteviee]

hi!! from the meet cute list, can I request sitting next to each other on a long bus/train ride with steve? thank you!!

hehe i loved this one! hope you like it too <3 fem!reader, wc: 950ish

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Steve hates the bus. It’s usually too crowded, and is almost never as quiet as he wishes it was. Plus, he’s always bored out of his mind. He already struggles to focus reading books normally, but it becomes exponentially harder on a bumpy, loud bus. But money has been tight since moving to Chicago for college, and taking the bus back home to Hawkins is cheaper than driving.

Of course, Steve was running late, and by the time he boards the bus, there are only a few seats left. He doesn’t particularly like most of his options — an older woman who will totally talk his ear off the entire time is a definite no, and so is the middle aged man who reminds him a bit too much of his dad, though he can’t imagine his dad ever taking the bus. The last option seems most promising — a girl who looks about his age with her nose buried in a book. He doesn’t want to bother her, but he also doesn’t want to take his chances.

He stops in the aisle and clears his throat, grabbing at the straps of his backpack, “Hey, uh, sorry to bother you…”

You’d been too engrossed in your book to notice him, and his voice scares you, breaking your concentration. Your head snaps up, eyes wide, and fuck Steve thinks, you’re so pretty. You don’t say anything, though, and Steve realizes you’re waiting for him to continue. He shakes his head to clear it and finally asks, “Sorry, um, is it okay if I sit here?”

“Oh,” some of the concern on your face melts, and you nod, moving your stuff even closer to you, “Yeah, that’s fine.”

Shit. Even your voice is pretty.

“Thanks so much,” Steve smiles, dropping his bag onto the floor as he falls into the seat next to you. You’ve picked up your book again and are about to start reading when Steve begins rambling, “I was going to be early for once, but then my best friend asked for help with the girl she likes, and I didn’t think it would take very long, but I should’ve known. I love Robin, but holy shit she does not know when to stop talking—“

The amused look on your face stops Steve in his tracks, and he realizes the irony of what he’s saying. His face flushes a dark pink and he lifts one hand to scratch at the back of his neck, “Kinda like what I’m doing right now… Shit, I’m sorry. I’ll shut up so you can read.”

Your giggle, while slightly humiliating for Steve, sends his heart racing. He knows he needs to make you laugh again, whatever it takes. That is, if you’re even willing to talk to him again. Luckily for him, you close your fingers in your book to save your place and turn towards him slightly, “It’s okay, I don’t mind. Where are you going?”

“Hawkins. It’s my brother’s birthday, so I’m heading home for the weekend to celebrate with him.”

“That’s so sweet. I’m headed there, too. Visiting family for the weekend.”

Steve is absolutely positive that he’d remember you if you’d gone to high school together, but then again, he was a different person back then. Still, he feels bad as he asks, “Are you from Hawkins? I don’t recognize you…”

You shake your head immediately, “Oh, no — my parents moved there after I left for college. Haven’t been there much, but it’s home now, I guess.”

“Oh thank god,” Steve huffs, “I was worried I’d be an asshole for not remembering you, but I’m not really sure I could forget your face.”

“Yeah?” you ask, a bashful smile tugging at your lips at his implication.

There’s an air of confidence about him— despite the blush once again blooming on his cheeks — that you find insanely attractive as he nods in response, “Yeah, definitely. It’d be hard to forget such a pretty face.” Another laugh from you makes Steve grin, and even though he knows he should let you get back to reading, he asks another question, something about school; anything to keep you talking to him.

By the time the bus pulls into Hawkins, you’ve been talking on and off — mostly on — for most of the trip, and if Steve wasn’t smitten with you before, he definitely is now. Not only are you pretty, but you’re smart and funny, and you’re attending the same school as him. As Steve stands and collects his things to get off the bus, he grows nervous again and gives you a tentative smile, “So, is there any chance I’ll see you again?”

After collecting your own things, you follow Steve down the aisle of the bus, pretending to mull over your answer, “Hmm…” The nervous look on Steve’s face cuts your teasing short, though, and you grin at him, “I’d like that, Steve. I’m guessing we’ll be on the same bus back, but I’ll give you my number, just in case.”

“Okay, great! Hold on, I see my brother’s car, I’ll see if he has a pen,” Steve replies, jogging over to Dustin’s car, hoping desperately that Dustin does, in fact, have something to write with.

And when Steve finally jumps in Dustin’s car with a phone number scribbled on his hand and a grin on his face, Dustin is slightly baffled, “No way you got a number on the bus ride here.”

Steve laughs, shrugging nonchalantly as he punches Dustin’s shoulder gently, “So glad I came home for your birthday, dude.”

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington one shot #blurbs #steve blurbs #my blurbs #sunshinesteviee writing #sunshinesteviee

[melon-cream-enmu]

Repost from old blog (bringing this here for the sake of linking it in the mc spell induced heat smut that I’m working on)

Obey me dick headcanons!

Cw horse cock, monster cock, just lots of nonhuman cocks. Can be seen as teratophilia so avoid if you wish to. First person but I don’t describe myself, just use ‘I, me, my’ and the like. I do say I want Lucifer to make me his housewife, so a gendered term there. I am afab so thats what this includes. Also asmo has/can have a pussy in addition to his cock so if you don’t like that please avoid. Mention of piss in Satan’s, but not graphic

Belphie has a horse cock and I mean an actual horse cock

Is he a cow? Yeah I mean aesthetically so it wouldn’t be a horse but shut up and let me fantasize about him lazily softly rocking his hips as the fat flat tip pops wetly in and out of me before easing it into me. Already so overstimulated and have cum so many times, the first time he pulls out there’s creamy white cum on the dark base of his cock, or however far down I could go

Levis dick is three slick purple slime looking appendages all twisting together into one ‘cock’ but as he gets closer to coming the unfurl inside me and there’s very small suckers that clamp onto my walls and he can hardly pull out if he can at all, his cock wanting to stay in me as long as possible.

Beel…..oh beel….his cock🤤large round glowing knot near the base, full of eggs to be pumped into me….so much cum spurred into me in ways to fertilize those eggs. He worked me open with his tongue and fingers for hours in hopes of opening me up as much as possible. Cant decide if it would be actual fly mutant monster creatures or demon babies with cute fly like irises and lil wet scrumpled wings that need to dry and unfurl. Maybe mutant monster baby thingies when he’s not in his rut but when he is in his rut, I’ll be prepared to be extra round and heavy with lil cute babies. Or they don’t fertilize at all unless he’s in a rut, idk

Asmos dick…I can’t decide if I want it to be a pretty thing sculpted by the Greek gods…or armored like a scorpions tail…🤔… either way he has a pussy too, or can phase between his glorious sleek cock and a gorgeous pussy with the cutest softest patch of hair neatly groomed on his mound

Satan may also have a horse cock…cuz his thing…it’s…it’s a unicorn…I don’t headcannon him having a bumpy cat like cock like I’ve seen others headcannon. I have a very love/hate relationship with Satan, and that comes into play with my absolute turn off of heavy pet play and role play aspects, so I don’t really want to headcanon him with something so…domesticated? I also want him to hate fuck the piss outta me and degrade me for it, all while using it to wetly abuse my clit with his fingers. And gOD horse cocks just sound so yummy, that big massive tip popping in for the first time, god this man would have me crying and begging for more. And don’t get me started on how badly I want him to slap his long, thick, heavy as fuck cock on my pussy until my lips are all red and I can’t handle not having it in me any longer

Mammon I’m not sure about. Stuck between textured, tapered, and with white down feathers instead of pubes, or very human like with lots of cold piercings…I don’t know, but whatever it looks like he knows how to use it. He’s whiney and loving and sweet….looking very submissive and breedable my guy keep it up

Now Lucifer…his cock is….wow. It’s thick, long, heavy, very human, but absolutely gorgeous. That’s really all I can say about his. I just want him to fuck me and call me stupid and his stupid little human, too weak to survive on my own, has to marry me and make me his lil house wife and toy

Diavolo….also…has a horse cock….dontlookatme. I just can’t think of a demon prince having a human cock. But it’s so pretty. Not like Satan or belphies(who have dark bases but green and purple on the rest of the length respectively) diavolos is a dark base with the rest being his skin color.

Barbatos. I don’t think about him a lot? I don’t know I don’t hate him I don’t adore him he just exists as a good character. His dick/s like his tail, long, slim, wet, and split off into two at the tip

#obey me smut #cream om #lucifer x mc #mammon smut #leviathan smut #satan smut #asmodeus smut #beelzebub smut #belphegor smut #diavolo x mc #barbatos smut #cream filled

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

still thinking about yaz travelling with 10 so heres what i have so far:

she runs into him in london coming out of an interview for unit or smth, a couple of months after potd. for him it's in the gap between waters of mars and end of time. hes So Messed Up and yaz is like oh i know this. this is familiar. this might not be my doctor but,,,,this is my doctor

hes like oh what year is this? i was aiming for- and shes like dont ask me i keep getting it mixed up too. and hes like thats a bit of a strange thing to say, do we know each other? you seem familiar. shes like yes we've met

she surmises he doesnt have company bc hes all high on ginger and not trying to hide it. then shes like youre not flying like this, can i take you anywhere bc this is a fucking tardis and a fucking doctor available to her and how many more times is she gonna get this opportunity? never? once, and she has to wait for it 40 more years? no way is she just gonna walk past and go home. shes gonna do what shes always done and buy herself a little more time

she lets herself into the tardis, too sure of herself for him to really do anything abt it, as she asks "where did you say you were going?" he closes the doors "eternity"

"eternity?" she looks at him "is that a euphemism"

"it's a planet. in the larger magellanic cloud. thought maybe i should check up. sorry but who are you, exactly?"

shes like yes. um. yasmin khan. im a friend. as she stares at the tardis in wonder like the first time she walked in. and the tardis lights up bc she doesnt care about linear time and she loves yaz. so yaz starts putting in coordinates. she has to search for some of the controls bc the console is different but it's not too bad

"well thats great to hear, yasmin khan. can never have enough of those"

"larger magellanic cloud" she says looking at the navigation on one of the screens. "dyou ever think it's maybe a bit weird to name things in space after colonists?"

"well depends whos doing the naming. we dont call it that"

"no? what do timelords call it"

"and seeing as it were human colonists who settled there, maybe the name fits"

"there goes my faith in humanity" and she pulls the takeoff lever

the flight is bumpy as ever and when muscle memory fails her three times in a row shes like oh my god WHERE is your conceptual geometer and instead of pointing it out to her he just walks over and adjusts it and the way he does it is so familiar she has to blink hard a couple times

they might or might not end up on eternity but they certainly run promptly into trouble. yaz is a bit mysterious to him, a bit suspicious maybe because she wont answer any question directly but shes able to anticipate him so well that teamwork is pretty much seamless and theyre both running away from something so their motives line up and their need for something fun and exciting and distracting to happen too and also hes lonely and despite the way she basically hijacked his tardis he likes yaz bc of course he does

they match up timelines while hiding from guards, whispering about 1969 and weeping angels and "oh THATS why i dont remember, two doctors in the same place same time" and he figures out yaz travelled with future him

yaz drops a "she" and hes like "she??" and shes like oh shit should i not have said that and hes like no it's fine. and then hes like "does it suit me?" and she does Not manage to blink the tears away at that one

"is it something i said?" and then the guards spot them and hes like "RUN"

the ease with which he takes her hand as they run is lovely and horrible at the same time. she lets herself be dragged along while she thinks about the way 13 shook them off almost any time any of them touched her

a week & 8 planets in and shes been held by him more than shes been held by 13

they become buddies in like the way that you can sometimes become buddies with the younger sibling of your best friend or something. hes probably too heartbroken and messed up to develop a real crush but it's still yaz right? you know the way 10 kisses claras hand in the day of the doctor? that vibe. and yaz, with the benefit of.........foresight? hindforesight? picks up that vibe here that she couldnt with 13. bc 10 is young and a fountain of emotion compared to 13

my yaz is pretty firmly a lesbian so even if she was gonna get over the like very recent heartbreak and younger sibling vibes then still nothing was gonna happen here but theyre also both not in a place where they could cope with another heartbreak like that so like,,,,,,they both know, and they both know that they both know, but they dont need anything more so it just kinda makes them better buddies. sometimes youre a little bit in love with your friend in a way you dont want to act on. just another thing to bond over

and for yaz it's maybe a little bit healing to get 10s adoration like that

at some point the fact of meeting in the wrong order also comes up of course. yaz is like it's a little bit complicated, i dont know what i can say and 10 is like meh follow your instincts, youve got good ones i can tell. and if theres really something you shouldnt say i'll stop you

yaz is like does that happen a lot, as a time traveller i mean, meeting people in the wrong order? and 10 is like [THINKING ABOUT RIVER] "from time to time"

i just think theres a lot of potential for fun with the two of them. both of them running from the inevitable. not wanting to lose who they are, wanting more time as this version of themselves

yaz will learn so much about the doctor that retroactively contextualises a lot of 13, which i think could help in getting a little bit of closure. and theres so much river echoes sort of going in both ways. yaz flying the tardis with 10 because she learnt with 13, river later flying with 11

i also think seeing the way 10 is about his principles compared to how 13 was would be interesting. she would see a lot of the ways the doctor has grown up. yaz got to see so much of 12 in 13s trauma but she never got to see how 12 learnt and grew to become the 13 she loved. i think it would be special to see 10. see how they used to be. and also slap him on the fingers sometimes when he needs it

i dont know how to end it yet because that will just be more tragedy. 10 still ends up in end of time. yaz still ends up home. but maybe they can help each other a little bit in the time inbetween, even if the end theyre running from still comes to them both

#would love to write a series of them tbh #just like a series of monster of the week fics #doctor who format #10-13 eps #series 4b #yaz&10

[siennafrxst]

↳ dare 𖤐𓈒࣪₊˚

pairing: tommy innit x female reader

word count: 0.9k words

cw: swearing, cringe 😍

“Okay.”

And then the blond teenager walks over towards the rollercoaster ride, sliding into a seat. The simple act left Wilbur and Tubbo absolutely dumbfounded. They hadn’t expected him to execute the dare so smoothly—not to mention that he accepted the challenge so nonchalantly as well. But, what had they expected? It was Tommy Innit himself.

Tommy calmly sits down beside a girl around his age, turning to face her and spot her slightly bewildered expressions.

I hope to god that she won’t recognize me.

The woman continues to eye the blond curiously, her dark eyebrows creasing in deep thought.

“I know you from somewhere, don’t I?” She points a finger at him, still trying to figure out who he was.

Shit.

Tommy wears an overly exaggerated expression on his face, scoffing at her accusation. “No, no way. I guess I just have one of those faces, you know?”

Upon hearing his voice, the woman lit up, the gears in her head practically spinning as she finally solves the big mystery.

“You’re Tommy Innit, aren’t you?”

Hesitantly, Tommy sighs heavily in defeat. “Yeah, you got me. I’m that annoying kid who plays Minecraft.”

The woman chuckles softly. “I knew it! My best friend loves you.”

Tommy gives the girl a skeptical look as she emphasizes the word ‘love,’ causing her to shake her head profusely.

“Noo, not in that way… okay maybe in that way but don’t tell her that.”

Tommy chuckles in amusement at the unknown woman’s sly remark. Speaking of unknown, he realized that he still hadn’t gotten her name.

“I like you. What’s your name?”

The woman smiles warmly before responding. “Well, I’m-”

She suddenly cuts herself off when the ride bumpily starts, causing her to yelp in surprise.

“Holy shit it’s starting. We’re all gonna die!” Tommy exclaims dramatically.

“No we’re not don’t jinx it!”

Tommy rolls his eyes. “By the way, your name? We might die before I even get to hear it.”

“Right! It’s Y/N. Call me Y/N- OH MY GODDDDD!”

The rollercoaster made a huge sudden drop, completely petrifying the hell out of both the teenagers.

“HOLY FUCK WE’RE DYING!” Tommy yells at the top of his lungs.

The two teenagers began to deliriously scream at the top of their lungs, disturbing everyone else on the ride and the nearby viewers.

When he thought he had lost his voice, he suddenly felt a harsh grip on his arm, turning to face the source of the squeeze.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

“SUPPRESSING THE FEAR? I DON’T KNOW I THOUGHT THIS WOULD HELP!” Y/N exclaims in argument.

“WELL, CLEARLY, IT DOESN’T. ALSO YOU SQUEEZE REALLY HARSHLY SO PLEASE LET GO.”

She glares at him carefully, hesitating to let go before she ultimately does, breathing calmly in an attempt to relax herself.

That was when the rollercoaster made another drop—this time higher and faster than the last. The two went back to screaming for their lives—arguably even louder this time.

At this point Tommy has never been more terrified for anything in his life. In a desperate move, he reluctantly grabs onto Y/N’s hand, gripping harder more than she ever did.

Y/N whips her head to face the guilty blonde, surprised at his sudden touch. “NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?”

“SHUT UP IT HELPS!” Tommy awkwardly declares, earning an eyeroll from the teenager beside him. That was when he felt her squeeze his hand back, the both of them now put their screaming to a halt, and instead holding each other as though it were their last day on Earth.

After a few more twists and turns, the ride finally slowed down, indicating the end of the bumpy journey. The two were completely breathless, still hand in hand as they took a moment to recollect themselves.

“Oh, thank Christ it’s over,” Y/N says, still panting.

Tommy nods in agreement. “I’m not religious, but—gasp—same.”

She turns to the breathless blonde, who was also gasping for air from all the screaming they had done. “By the way, why did you even take the seat beside mine? There were still other empty seats.”

He sighs dramatically. “Why do you have to ask such hard questions?”

Y/N chuckles softly, creasing her eyebrows at his remark. “Sorry! I didn’t know it was that hard.”

“Yeah yeah whatever, it’s fine, you deserve to know anyway.”

The blond blue-eyed teenager pauses for a brief moment, leaving Y/N more intrigued at what he was about to say.

“It was just because of a stupid dare from Wilbur, it’s—nothing.”

Tommy knew that he shouldn’t have hesitated as it would only make his lie more obvious. The dare part, obviously, wasn’t the lie. But the part about it being nothing, on the other hand…

Y/N raises an eyebrow. “Really? What was the dare?”

Tommy scoffs lightly. “Just wait for the vlog to be uploaded, you impatient bastard.”

She shrugs at his response. “Alright, fine.”

He stares at Y/N, his mind seeming to be preoccupied with unknown thoughts. Their eyes connected in an unexplainable feeling, that singular moment seeming to be lasting for eternity.

After what felt like forever, Tommy awkwardly chuckles, standing up to step up away from the rollercoaster. “It was nice meeting you, Y/N.”

A warm grin forms on Y/N’s face. “May our paths cross again.”

Tommy returns a similar smile before leaving the area, making his way back to Wilbur and Tubbo.

15 minutes ago…

“Alright, Tommy, I got a dare for you.”

Tommy turns to the brunet, raising a curious eyebrow at him. “Oh really? Well then, hit me with your worst.”

Wilbur’s lips curve into a playful smile, clearly looking forward to this. “Alright then. I dare you to…

…go over to the most attractive person on the ride.”

surprise surprise, I’m familiar with the dsmp. well, not really, my friend kinda got me into it (hence the “oh my best friend loves you!” part) but since I know there’s a lot of fans out there I decided to write something up for y’all.

likes and reblogs are vv appreciated. <33

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[minhosimthings]

Hold me Without Hurting me

Chapter 14: Hibiscus and Holding on

A/N: In which an old friend fills your life with flowers again, along a bumpy sided road.

Pairings: Ceo!Jay × Ceo!fem!reader, includes rest of Enhypen and certain other groups

Warnings: angst-fluff, hurt/comfort, friends to enemies to fake dating to enemies to lovers, Mentions of food and alcohol, swearing, nothing much but it's a bumpy story.

Story prompt: If I had a flower for every time I fell in love with you, I would walk in my garden forever. (This story is based on the language of flowers.)

A/N: Oh my god what! Mona posting two chapters in one day? It's a Christmas miracle. But real guys this is the second last chapter before the big ending and ITS GONNA BE LIT. im gonna go slow with the last chapter, make it as poetic as possible, so that these two idiots finally get a happy (sappy) ending. Also tagging @yunabi436 I hope this keeps her fed for a few days until the last chapter!

SERIES MASTERLIST

Jungwon was never one for relationships and love and all that jazz. Although his mother constantly pestered him to get a wife and give her some grandkids, he never took interest in it. After all, he was young, younger than his boss, whom he had never seen with another man wraped around her arm.

But Park Jay was different.

Although Jungwon didn't know his boss that well, he knew that she was a no nonsense woman who liked to get her job done on time. So when he saw her excitedly narrating her tales of her Jay and her played in the mud and planted flowers, he knew that this was something special, along with Jay's own assistant Kayla of course.

"Promise you'll call?" Kayla said, giving a small peck to Jungwon's cheek. Jungwon smiled down at her frame, and caressed her cheek. "I'll try to get a transfer here, alright?"

"Why is Miss Yang leaving so soon anyway?" Kayla questioned, still holding onto her lover, "I thought Mr Park were the full lovey dovey couple." Jungwon chuckled at his girlfriend's words and shrugged his shoulders. "Don't know much about that." He stated, hearing you call for him, "I love you babe, I'll call you when I get back." With a tight squeeze of her hands and a kiss to her lips, Jungwon scampered away, suitcase in hand, and a sad frown on his face.

"Congratulations Mr Park." A dreary faced man, with an awful moustache have a key to Jay, "You have earned this." Jay's hands trembled as he took the key and opened a mighty metal safe. Everything felt cold, his mother's stare, the lawyer's smirk, the metal of the key and the ringing noise in his ears. The wilted hibiscus in the corner begging for water, reminded him of your cold stare, as he shook hands with all the Ceo's, thanking them for coming to the meetings. Your hands didn't have that touch anymore, that cotton touch reminding him of why he still pestered on with life. And now, you were gone.

"Leave us." Jay commanded to the lawyer, who scampered away like a rat, leaving Jay and his mother alone.

"Why?" Jay slammed his hand on the table, making the old woman clutch her pearls tighter, "Tell me why the fuck you had to drive her away."

"She was ruining you." The woman spoke, her tone high and commanding, "Jay, this is your entire future, you can't risk it all for a girl you fell in love with fifteen years ago."

"I loved her!" Jay shouted, his voice echoing throughout the room, "And you just had to make history repeat, didn't you? Driving me away from her again and again, so that this stupid buisness can thrive." The woman clutched her pearls tighter, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Son, look on the bright side." She sighed, "You can expand the buisness now with these papers!" She looked at all the documents strewn on the table, "You can build an empire, Jay."

Jay had never felt angrier before, as he looked at his mother, greedily eyeing the papers. He would have drunk a snake's venom right now, if it meant having your hand twist in his, if it meant having to see you again, daintily flowing in a mud caked sundress, if it meant telling you, about all the times he had experienced death, thinking about you.

"You know what, mum?" He scoffed, putting the key in his hand down, "You're fired, from now on, you are excused from your position as my Chief of Management. You may leave now."

The old woman let out a pained cry, her face forming something akin to shock. "Jay, sweetheart-" "Leave mother." Jay glared daggers at the woman, "No more excuses from you. My lawyer shall be contacting you in a few days about your position from now on. You're excused."

As the woman got up slowly from her seat, pearls on the verge of breaking from how tightly she was holding them. Her face was a disgusting painting of horror and pain.

"I'll tell you this Jay." She said, before leaving, "Don't come scampering back when that girl ruins your chances of capital."

"Oh I'll take that chance." Jay spat his words with sweet venom laced in between.

He had one last chance.

And he wasn't going to waste it.

"Ma'am?" Jungwon wrapped his head around your door, frowning at the sight which beheld him. Your head was held in your hands, as you stared at all the papers in front of you.

"Yes Jungwon?" You cleared your throat, quickly sitting up straight and wiping the tears from your eyes, "Are those the reports for today?"

Jungwon nodded and sat down on the chair opposite you, an action quite unusual, as he usually just deposited the files and ran away. "Ma'am you need to stop working so hard." Jungwon's lips formed into an adorable pout, "You haven't even eaten a morsel in so many days."

You tried your hardest to smile up at Jungwon, and ran a hand through your hair. "I'm alright Jungwon, just hand me those reports."

"No you're not." Jungwon stated simply, as if to take control of the conversation.

"Ma'am no matter how much you try to distract yourself from Mr Park, it's not going to work, and especially not if you keep drowing yourself in work like this." You were taken aback at his words. What happened to the shy, nervous assistant you had been hanging out with for so long?

"I know I'm not supposed to butt into your personal life, but it is really taking a toll on your health too." Jungwon sighed, "So please, for God's sake, would you go home and rest for once?"

Jungwon's ears had turned hibiscus red by the time he finished with his impromptu speech. The confident mask he had once worn seemed to have deteriorated now, that he was fiddling his fingers and nervously biting his lips.

"I forgot how convincing you can be." You chuckled, easing his nerves a bit, "If I go home and rest for a few days, can I trust you to manage the office, Jungwon?" Jungwon's face lit up and he nodded frantically.

"I will literally do anything for you to go home and rest." He giggled, as you quickly packed up your things with his help.

"Thank you Jungwon." You sighed, as he dropped you off at the entrance of the building, "I don't know what I'd do without you."

The warm touch of the water hit your skin like a blanket enveloping you on Christmas night. When all were asleep, and you just couldn't bring yourself to drowse off, until a boy wrapped you all comfy in his arms, and cradled you to sleep, humming a song into your ear.

You had forgotten how cold the evening was, as you wrapped yourself tightly in your bathrobe, glass of wine all prepared and your cat Perry, lazily dropped on your bed, hid whiskers untamed.

Seven pm, the clock read. Still enough time to make dinner, you thought and relax to watch a sad Disney movie. Maybe you'd watch Up or The Good Dinosaur, you didn't really have a choice.

Outside your window, the winds of Zephyrus, Notus, Boreas and Eurus ran through time like an expatriate, leaving your lips cold and dry, without the touch of someone else's on them. Someone very specific.

The sudden sound of your cat leaping off of the bed, broke you out of your deep thought.

"Why do you sit on my phone, if you know it scares you, you stupid cat?" You rolled your eyes at your cat, who by now, had rested himself on the bedside table, and picked up your phone, which showed Jungwon's caller id.

"Won hey. Is everything alright?" You said, picking up the phone. "Yes ma'am.... And also no ma'am." Jungwon's voice rang in your ear. "What do you mean?"

"Mr Park has just landed in Seoul."

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[safetycar-restart]

Hi! Since we’re talking about hybrid!aus, what about bringing back Wolf!Carlos??? (Enjoy my brain rot)

Wolves are very, very territorial. So naturally whenever reader goes with Carlos to a GP he gets stressed and his senses go haywire because he must protect his mate!!! He watches her when they film C^2 videos, she’s the first person he looks for when he gets out of the car.

He also loves being scratched behind the ears, I don’t make the rules. And everyone is kind of surprised because, ya know, they expected a wolf to be more… Wolf-like? More traditionally masculine? But he’s more like a puppy than a wolf when his girlfriend is around.

Also it is a multiversal rule that Carlos, in any AU, ADORES eating pussy. He will be unnecessarily whiny during a video or a conference if he can’t eat his girlfriend out before he has to leave. Also he would rub his nose on the clit because OF COURSE HE WOULD. He uses his tongue and his fingers and he literally eats pussy like he’s starving.

He’s also whiny during any other kind of sexual stuff. No matter what it is, he will be whiny and whimpering. He’s on his knees? Whiny. He’s making dinner and his girlfriend starts groping him? Oh he’s definitely whimpering. He’s fucking his girlfriend? You bet he’s vocal AF in bed. He treats the actual act of sex like a sacred experience. His favourite position is doggy (go figure), but it’s always so passionate.

Except for the times when he wants his girlfriend to be rough, when he feels like he’s done something wrong or they’ve had a fight.

-💍

Oh my god yes absolutely we must bring back wolf!Carlos, i LOVE wolf!Carlos (we also need to bring pack hybrid!Piarles with wolf!Pierre and bunny!charles, because obviously). Anyway, i adore these thoughts so much!! I focused more on the territorial aspect just because i had SO much to say, but we can absolutely discuss the other things too :))

Firstly, yeah wolves are known to be very territorial. However i think the odd thing with Carlos is that he's really only like that with you? Of course he cares about his friends and family, but it's only with you that he'll go crazy if he doesn't know you're safe. He's pretty chilled with everyone else, but if he doesn't have you in his sights he will be impossible to deal with.

To him, you're his entire pack. It's just you, and he always needs to make sure that you're safe.

I think that wolf hybrids would have an improved sense of smell and hearing? And he knows you like the back of his hand, can find you with his eyes closed in a crowded room like its nothing. Whenever he's with you, if he's not touching you then he wants to make sure he has some other way of keeping tabs on you, needs you to be close enough that he can hear or smell you. And if he can't, then his senses will go haywire trying to find you.

Maybe because of this, you're worried about coming to a race weekend because you don't want him distracted. But when you brings this up to him, he's so upset.

Because do you... do you not want to watch him race? Do you not want to travel with him? Do you not want to come with him? His heart breaks at the thought that you might not want to join him at races.

When you clarify that of course you would want to come with him, but that you're just worried about him being distracted, he's so relieved. Maybe he's actually been feeling so distressed at race weekends because you arent with him? How is he supposed to look after you and keep you safe and make sure you're eating and sleeping enough when you're not with him? He feels unsettled without you there, like there's a peice of him missing.

Sure it's a little bit bumpy at first when you start going to races with him, because he does get a little distracted at first. I also think he gets VERY upset when someone accidentally separates you two?

Like he's signing things for fans with one hand and holding your hand in the other, and he's as happy as can be. He knows you're right behind him, safe and secure, and he's interacting with fans and he's loving it!! But then more fans arrive from behind him and because you're holding his hand and standing a little bit back, the fans wedge themselves between you two and your hand slips out of his.

Which just... no. No no that can't happen. Instantly Carlos flies around, growling and frantically searching for you. And because of all the new people, he can't immediately smell you either and he just freaks. Luckily the fans quickly move aside and then he can see you again. He runs straight to you, pulling you into his arms and growling at his fans. He doesn't sign any more autographs, just takes you straight to his driver room.

Knowing Carlos, he probably can nightmares about that incident for weeks after. The whole thing lasted less than 5 minutes but it was the first five minutes of his life.

I think the answer would be for you to promise him that you'll stay in one spot while he's off doing whatever he needs to on race weekends? Because if he knows that you're safe and happy, then he can relax and focus on everything else.

He has a dedicated 'girlfriend' corner of his drivers room with a comfy chair (a sleeper chair actually, in case you need to nap) facing the tv, a mini fridge, a blanket, some extra pillows and snacks. He keeps the area ridiculously well maintained, and that's your little corner. He'll also get irrationally upset if someone else sits on your chair.

He loves walking around the paddock with you, and showing you the garage and having you watch his media duties. But when it's time for him to be in the car or go to the media pen, he personally walks you to your little corner, gives you a quick kiss and a cuddle and then drops you off there. He'll come to pick you up the moment he can.

The one exception to this, of course, is if he gets on the podium because obviously you must be right in front for kisses and hugs and celebrations, and you WILL be soaked in champagne, there's nothing you can do to stop this.

#hybrid!au #wolf!carlos #cs #f!reader #💍

[tortoisebore]

sooooo for scientific purposes how fit is remus?

i love science 👹 so much 👹👹

i am an average joe remus truther at the end of the day. like when i picture him and how he sees himself and how other people perceive him it’s very much “oh that’s a guy.” like he’s just a guy. crooked bumpy nose. kind eyes. nice smile. teeth just a little crooked just a little wonky.

however.

i think sharpshooter remus is a little more oof than i usually picture him for a few reasons

1. basketball physique. hello. the shoulders (!!!!!!!). the arms. like……,the cardio on this man. he is a string bean and on the 6’4 side of 6’3 but also strong as hell. there’s a bit of a slutty little waist happening beneath all those big hoodies and sweaters and loose jerseys he wears. fucking drool worthy shoulders i cannot emphasize this enough

2. his hair specifically gets my gears going. puts a little gas in the tank if u catch my drift. i love literally all depictions of his hair in every fic (currently daydreaming ab crushofdove’s remus in ‘you wouldn’t like me’ with the shaved sides and little moons) but something ab this remus’ hair makes me feral. like it’s not light brown but it’s not dark brown. the little curlies at the back of his neck???? fucking kill me. not curly enough to be curly but too curly to be wavy. very easily disheveled. i want to braid it and pull it and bite it and cut a little tiny bit of it and put it in a locket around my neck.

3. let’s talk about height again bc oh my god. tall. big n tall. but not big n tall in a gangly, awkward kind of way. there’s no tripping over limbs going on here. thats a 6’3 & 3/4 man w precise control of every tiny little muscle in his body bc he’s played a sport that requires agility and speed and strength his whole life (i’m a puddle of goo, you’re a puddle of goo, sirius is a puddle of goo, we’re all a puddle of goo 🫠)

4. in my head this specific remus also has a very stunning gorgeous bronzy complexion. he very much gets a tan in the summer & all his little freckles go dark brown. in the winter it fades to a very pretty olive tone that sirius likes to say matches his own pasty winter complexion even though it very much does not, but remus lets him believe it anyway bc he’s too nice for his own good

5. this isn’t an actual physical trait but it’s arguably what makes him hottest: his voice. i have it very specifically nailed down in my head. it’s a little quiet, a little on the breathy side, it’s not ever shrill or sharp. it goes higher when he laughs and lower when he’s saying something particularly dirty near sirius’ ear (but we haven’t got there yet, dw ab that one rn). it’s very warm. very sweet. very sultry. very hot.

i could go on and on and on and on but let’s settle and say that sharpshooter remus is a HARD 8 from afar and a solid 15 when he’s got u against a door.

#u ask tortoise answers #anon #love this question #any excuse to gush over remus #our collective boyfriend #can u tell i have a thing for shoulders #did i make it too obvious #let’s not let this distract us from acknowledging that sirius is an ethereal being #hey sharpshooter rambles

[mikeys-bike-slut]

Untitled - SEQUEL Pt.1

Surpriiiiise! Here is a sequel to my Untitled story! Hope you will like it! Strap ya seatbelts guys cause it's gon be a bumpy ride

T.W: N/A

***

5 years later

"Wakasa, hurry up!" I shout upstairs as I rush through the house trying to put my earring in.

"Shut up!" A yell comes from upstairs.

We have time Wakasa said.

Dont worry, we won't be late Wakasa said.

Of course we're late...

Today's Emma's and Mitsuya's wedding and as much we drifted apart and Toman has disbanded we kept in touch with each other and our friendship remained strong.

After I moved in with Wakasa I barely seen the gang except Chifuyu and Tora with whom I've been actually working with the past four years. Chifuyu saved up and opened his pet shop, just like he planned it with Baji. It's a sweet little shop with loads of cats, dogs, hamsters and every other furry little pet you can imagine. Though Wakasa told me I don't have to work he'll take care of me, that was just not something I wanted to do. So I talked to Chifuyu and he was happy to hire me full time.

No one knows where Mikey went, hust like if the ground opened up and swallowed him he disappeared. I was worried about him in the beginning but it was his choice and I had to put him into the back of my mind in order to move on and function until he was nothing but a distant memory.

The Haitanis, since our last goodbye they kept their word and vanished from my life, the only time I'd ever hear from them is when they send me a beautiful bouquet and gift on my birthday, every year but in person? I have not seen them since that day.

Draken? He's well, we used to meet up once every month for a coffee and a catch up until life got busy for both of us and I haven't seen him for over a year, we still text every now and then but it's not the same.

The Ginza duo, a few months after I moved into Wakasa Hyde contacted me and set up a meeting. Wakasa refused to let me go alone so he accompanied me to Ginza. Hyde explained his reasoning and apologized for causing me distressed and also offered me a position at the Ginza gang which I turned down. Once I explained to him that I am retiring from the deliquent life he respected my decision but told me I'll always have the Ginza district at my service if I'll ever need them. He also offered of I ever want to talk about my brother I can contact him whenever. In the beginning I didn't but as time went by I needed closure so I rang him and we met up. From that day on it was almost once a week thing and we grown really close. He reminded me of Yasu a lot and unofficially became my brother which just shocked Wakasa that once again I was able to turn one of the ruthless men in Japan into my lapdog basically.

Back to now. Wakasa and I were getting ready for the wedding, you know, at a decent time as one should but the White Leopard decidedhe urgently needed to fuck me. I told him we have no time but it's Wakasa, when it comes to sex the world could be on fire and even that wouldn't stop him. Would have he stopped if I asked? Of course, though Waka's sex drive is high he is always respectful and asks for my consent. So yeah was it also my fault? Yes. Will I keep blaming him? Also yes.

"Oh god, c'mere kitty" I sigh as I grab him and pull him to me and fix his disaster of a tie. "There, now can we go? I'm supposed to be the maid of honour"

"Well you definitely suck at that" he grins and I just flip him off while I grab my ourse that matches my dress. "Shit" I curse as I check the time and see we're already half an hour late. "Can we go now?"

"Yes, just shut up" he groans as he grabs his keys and we finally head out.

Ignoring traffic lights Wakasa sped through Tokyo straight to shrine where the ceremony is to be held. As he parks up I don't even wait for him I rush up the stairs -as much as I can in heels and a long mermaid dress- but as I get there to my surprise everyone's still outside chatting and smoking.

"Angel!" I hear a voice from my right and I find Mitsuya standing there in a beautiful lilac suit with silver patterns.

"Taka-chan!" I exclaim as I jog up to him. "Where's Emma? What's going on??" I ask almost panic and he let out a laugh. 

"We still have about an hour before the ceremony don't worry" he chuckles and I give him a confused look. "We know you and Waka too well we know you two probably gonna be late so we gave guys the wrong time" he winks at me and I don't know if I'm annoyed or grateful.

"You have a point" I sigh then chuckle then suddenly someone covers my eyes from behind. "Hakkai?" I question.

"Wrong" Mitsuya chuckles. "Bit taller"

"Kenny??" I ask excited and I hear his laugh from behind me as he uncovers my eyes. I turn around and find him standing there with a big grin. "I like your hair" I grin as I look at his now jet black hair tied back in a ponytail.

"Cool, right?" He grins then opens his arms and I give him a tight hug. "I missed you" he smiles softly as he holds me close. 

"The hell is this?" I hear Wakasa's voice from behind me with and annoyed expression on his face. 

"Precaution" Mitsuya grins at him then shakes his hand.

"Well played" Wakasa sighs then looks at me and Draken. "Don't steal my girlfriend" 

"I try" Draken grins at him then lets me go. "You should go find Emma she is inside if Yuzuha hasn't murdered her yet" 

"I don't think Takashi's that lucky" Wakasa grins and I just smack him. 

"Feel free to beat him up if he won't behave!" I call back as I run off and Wakasa just gives me the finger. 

I quickly find Emma, but instead of finding her with a big smile and excitement she is curled up crying on the small seating inside the room. I walk in giving Yuzuha a confused look who just shakes her head. 

"Hey, hey what's going on Em?" I ask worried as I kneel in front of her. 

"Maya!" she exclaims and just launches on me and continues crying. I hold her close and gently caress her back.

"Alright, what's going on. If you missed me, I'm already here" I grin trying to lighten the situation but it failed.

"I don't know if I'm ready... I just... seeing Draken here brought up a lot of feelings" she cries quietly and I let out a sigh.

"You still love him, don't you?" I question as I pull away enough to look at her and she just nods. 

"If you love someone else you shouldn't marry Mitsuya..." Yuzuha speaks up and walks up to us. "It wouldn't be fair on him"

"You should talk to Mitsuya, Em. There's no point in marriage if it's only one-sided. I'm sure Taka will understand it" I explain as I caress her cheek. 

"I guess I should... I just... I don't know how I feel. I love Takashi but my heart still yearns for Draken... I don't know. I just need a bit of time alone" she says quietly as she looks at us. 

"Of course. Give us a ring when you'll need us. I'll go talk to the priest" Yuzuha smiles softly and gently squeezes Emma's shoulder before walking out. 

"I'm gonna go check on the males incase they murdered each other" I joke which makes Emma chuckle a bit. 

I give her a hug before I walk out as well. I let out a sigh and running my fingers along my neck trying to figure out what the fuck to do exactly. As I walk outside I lean against the wall of the shrine and let out a long sigh, just wanting to collect my thoughts before I check on the herd but I can't enjoy the silence for long as I hear footsteps approaching. Looking up I find a tall, dark blue hair guy standing there with not exactly a happy expression. 

"Is everything okay, Shiba?" I cock a brow as I look at the former Second Division Vice Captain. 

"I don't think so... Look can I trust you?" he asks in a serious tone and I start to not liking this.

"Of course" I nod. "What's going on?" 

"Mitsuya wants to call off the wedding. He and Yuzuha got very close and doesn't think he should marry Emma. Nothing happened! Before you'd murder any of them, as far as Mitsuya knows it's one-sided but I know my sister... she had a massive crush on Mitsuya for years and I- I don't know what the fuck I'm supposed to do" he says with almost one breath and suddenly I feel somewhat relieved. I let out a chuckle and Hakkai just gives me a glare. "This is serious!" 

"I know but, Emma also unsure about the wedding cause she still loves Draken" I say it with a big grin. 

"Oh? Well, they all need to have a fucking talk cause Draken loves Emma too..." Hakkai says then we just both starts laughing. 

"You go talk to Draken and Taka, I'll go talk to the girls" I say with a big grin.

We both run off to the opposite direction. My heart hammers in my chest from excitement as I rush through the shrine almost tripping a few times until I finally reach the room finding both Yuzuha and Emma look like they're in line for the slaughter house.

"Okay, this wedding is off" I say with a big grin and they both give me a scared and confused look. 

"What did you do??" Emma asks panicking but before I could say anything Mitsuya walks in along with a very shy Draken. 

"The four of us should talk" Takashi says in a soft tone. 

I just wave at them before I walk out leaving the four lovebirds to sort this out between themselves. As I walk out Hakkai gives me a big grin and I just jump on him and hug him tight. "Good thing they have us" he grins then spins me around before putting me down.   

"What on earth did you two do?" we hear a laughs from behind us and as we turn around we find Chifuyu and Kazutora standing there.

"Hey good to see you guys" Hakkai grins as he hugs the two males and I just wave at them. 

"So what's going on? Did you crash a wedding? " Wakasa's voice suddenly comes from behind me as he wraps his arms around me.

"More like saved it" I grin as I lean back against him and he places a kiss on my neck. 

"Sure" he grins then playfully bites my neck making me let out a small yelp.

"Behave leopard" I chuckle. 

"Aren't you two cute" Tora and Hakkai coos as they look at me Waka and I. 

"Shut up" I chuckle and flip them off. 

"Don't be jealous" Waka grins. 

"Oh god no, it's enough working with her" Chifuyu laughs but suddenly I notice something in the distance and I tune out of the conversation. I notice a figure in the garden of the shrine and he looks eerily familiar.

I pull away from Wakasa and walk off towards the garden which the males don't even realize as they get deep into their conversation. I open the gate and walk into the beautiful garden but the figure was gone. Was I just seeing things?

#wakasa x oc #tr x oc #tokyo rev occ #tokyo rev #tokyo revenegers #imaushi wakasa #angel x wakasa #draken #mitsuya #takashi mitsuya #mitsuya takashi #ryuguji ken #hanemiya kazutora #shiba hakkai #sano emma #shiba yuzuha #yuzuha x mitsuya #emma x draken #tokyo rev oc

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

someone to hold every night (quirrelmort snuggles)

A scar is a healing.

After injury, a scar is what makes you whole.

-China Miéville

It's not easy to survive with the scars of Azkaban.

Oh, it's not just the Dementors, stealing your happiness and your every lovely thought. They also use enchanted chains there, you know. Ones that leave scars around your wrists for the rest of your life, remnants of burns from where they prevented your magic from escaping. Those scars last until the day you die, as infinite reminder of the crimes you committed.

And Voldemort hates having to see those scars on Quirrell's wrists when they're sleeping together in their Muggle flat. It's been years since Quirrell got out of Azkaban and they moved to the suburbs of Muggle London. Though Quirrell's still going to therapy (and though Voldemort still really hates a lot about Muggles, he is so immeasurably thankful for the existence of therapy and how it has helped Quirrell), the nightmares haven't stopped. The panic attacks have abated a lot, but they're still there.

And Voldemort knows that it's all his fault. He's the reason that Quirrell has those scars on his wrists and his mind, why he constantly suffers from flashbacks, why he often has to be held through the night to prevent nightmares.

Voldemort's never felt guilty before. Not when he killed his family, not when he first killed Potter, not when he arranged for Dumbledore's death.

But with Quirrell? By wizard God, every regret he's ever felt was because of this beautiful, brilliant man.

He's never loved someone like he does Quirrell. Bellatrix was a fuckbuddy and he's never given a shit about his family. But Quirrell, with his flowers and books and his messy habits and his love of children- well, he's really fucking in love with Quirrell. And that's kind of terrifying.

Voldemort's never cared so much in his life, never consented to be this vulnerable before. And in some ways he hates it, the fact that someone as fragile and brilliant as Quirrell can make him feel this way. He hates that Quirrell can give him regrets, that Quirrell can give him butterflies in his stomach, that he wants to cuddle and hold Quirrell until he's smiling and laughing.

"Voldemort," comes Quirrell's voice, slurred by sleep, "You're beating yourself up again, aren't you?"

Voldemort straightens. "I would never," he says, automatically falling back into old patterns of bravado. He ruins the pretense of apathy, though, by ghosting his fingers over Quirrell's scarred wrist, over the bumpy flesh that will never go smooth again.

"Voldemort, you do know I don't blame you for what happened, right?"

Quirell's told Voldemort that a hundred times, but it's never quite sunk in. Because here's the thing- it doesn't matter whether or not Quirrell blames Voldemort for what happened, it was objectively Voldemort's fault. Voldemort let Quirrell take the fall for that Hufflepuff boy's death. He let Quirrell languish in Azkaban for months, only returning to him after Voldemort himself had died.

Yes, it was Quirrell's decision to ally himself with Voldemort, to do the things he did. But it's Voldemort's fault that Quirrell faced the consequences for what happened, that Quirrell had to go to Azkaban because Voldemort didn't protect him from the wizard cops.

"I know," Voldemort says with a sigh, "But it's just hard not to blame myself." 

Quirrell's eyes open wide awake, undulled by sleep. "Voldemort," he says, voice ungentle in the way it only is when Voldemort's being hard on himself. "Do you need to go visit Dr. Zachary again?"

Voldemort's nose wrinkles as if he's bit into a lemon. "Your muggle doctor? The one who wants me to talk about my feelings? He helps you, and I'm grateful for that, but no thanks for me!" 

"Are you sure you don't need help?" Quirrell asks, always concerned about Voldemort in the way that no one else has ever been.

Voldemort nods. "I have you, don't I?" He says, and Quirrell smiles that unburdened smile of his, the one that's fond and happy and that Voldemort calls his "lovesick" smile when teasing Quirrell (but that he secretly loves more than anything else in the world). He then leans over and kisses Voldemort. Quirrell's lips linger, gentle and warm, and Voldemort reaches up and places a hand on the back of Quirrell's neck.

All of his regrets center around Quirell, but so do all of his hopes and dreams. Every good moment he can remember centers around this gentle man in front of him, the man who loves gardening more than killing, who wants nothing more than to teach, whether that be wizardlings or the Muggles at the high school he currently works at.

Quirrell makes Voldemort happy like he's never been in the past, and by wizard God does he hope he can do the same for Quirrell.

#anti jkr #fuck jkr rowling #avpm #quirrelmort #ptsd #recovery #happy ending #fluff #crossposted on ao3 #fanfic #hurt/comfort #kissing #cuddling & snuggling #drabble

[cyb-organ]

ghosts s5 live reactios except i forgot some of them and also you can tell when it got past midnight

put under cut cuz. spoilers. also wall of text

ep 1: LMAOOO OKAY LITERALLY I PAUSED TO BE LIKE "OMH WHAT THE FUCK ALISON LOST HER GIFT OH NO" AND THEN LITERALLY. THE FRAME THAT I PAUSED ON. THEY POPPED OUT AND SAID APRIL FOOLS. HOOOOOOLY FUCKING SHITBALLS "ALI" ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII. MIKE ILY one of these days kitty needs a balloon. give her a balloon. please. "whats up with attenbourough" LMAOOO oh thomas is about to get owned so hard OH MY FUCKING GODDDD "I AM SO AMUSED RIGHT NOW" YEAH MATE humphrey and alisons dynamic is so silly PAT. hes bulletproof mate. HELLO???????????????????? PREGGERS?? PREGENANTE >>>???? HI>???????WHAT????? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SOMEONE TELL HUMPHREY LMAO

ep 2: MIKES VIEW OF ROBIN LMAO H MY GOFD;. NIGHTMARE . NI,GHTMARE MIKE OH MY GOD. "so its like sonar :o" captain you and your autism. love ya. KITTY… IS PREGNANT..? WOAH . GRAZY. INSANE woah thomas scottish. what a plottwist everysingle one of pats lines is such a banger "i had to move. for the bank >:(" i lov e you "TRUST ME". "GHOSTS CANT GET PREGNANT, TRUST ME" ROBIN . ROBIN WHAT DFOES THIS MEAN PLEASE WHAT DOES THIS MEAN FOR THE GHOSTS LORE "CHELSEH???! WHO ARE THEY???????????????" pat ily forever <3 realest character kitty and robin lmao… the sillies MIKE.. man… my guy is STRUGGLING NOW THEN THEN NOW NOW THEN NOW. robin based :( "my new family" I LOVE THESE FUCKING GHOSTS. LOVE THEM. home is a feeling! wahg!Hh! found family i love you forever

ep 5: oka i stopped logginh but i think captain backstory is happening so. uhm. ITS HAPPENING……….. ZDRGNJZ DFGKSD ASDF;LDASw#';amA54Mmsa,wa7 HIS NAME IS JAMES. KILLING MYSLERSD#G ZF FDSN AOI "I HAD TO FIND YOU. I…-" "I KNOW" KILL KE NOWOP NE DDEI

JJJ FUCK THIS GAY EARTH ACTUALLY FUCK YOU BEN WILLBONDI KNOW IT WAS YOU no this is insane actually fuck everything THE DANCE BREAK!!!!!!!!!! I LVOE THIS SHOW

okay moving on! ep 6: "hello bumpy im katherine whos your favourite spice girl" loml abba :D its familuy… j its family…………………

#bbc ghosts #bbc ghosts spoilers #godddd i need to make an actual proper post about how mych i love this show but. GOD its over its really over .

[threadsun]

Hi, so, fun story. I wanted to write a kink list for all the cult bois because you said you were interested in learning all their kinks, but then I started writing Ian's...and then I didn't stop writing Ian's. I think we might have another series on our hands because once I start writing it's so hard to stop. I'm also gonna put Berry's and Bo's in here just because I wrote them before Ian snatched my brain. So, here's whatever this is!

Berry: Corruption, Berry knows he’s fucking awful and he sees you as this untouchable god, so above the rest of them, so pure in every way. He wants to ruin that purity, he wants his blood stained hands to roam your skin. Where others seek to worship you from below, Berry wants to drag you down with him. Sadism, above all else, Berry wants to see you break, see you squirm beneath him as you try to convince yourself you don’t like it. If he’s feeling especially cruel he’ll fuck you while you while you beg him to stop, but as soon as your mind breaks and you want him to keep going he pulls out

Bo: Petplay, is an obvious one for Bo, but where it differs in this au is how he treats his master. You are the child of prophecy, the one who will bring new life to them all, Bo doesn’t just obey, he worships you. Bo’s also a lot more subby in this au, wanting nothing more than to be bred by his beloved master. Bo also loves to clean you up if any of your suitors have to leave before proper aftercare cough cough Jean and Berry cough cough. He loves to clean you up with his tongue, getting rid of their cum and maybe, if he’s been good, getting to replace it with his own

Ian: You, no, really, this man is weak for you. Any time he sees you he gets hard, the poor guy cums in his pants the first time you kiss him. Worship, I mean, they’re all in a cult so they all worship you but Ian especially. He worships everything about you, nothing you ever say could be wrong, nothing you do could ever be bad, you are the truth, and everything else is just trying to sully your wisdom. He loves to worship your body the most, taking his time to properly kiss and praise every inch of your skin. He makes sure to focus on any scars or marks or just the parts of yourself you don’t like, so long as he’s not breaking any boundaries of course

He thinks all your “flaws” are beautiful, the raised or bumpy skin being majestic mountains, uneven pigmentation becoming a beautiful pattern, and oh my god do not get him started on any fat you might have. This man loves some chub, taking it as a sign that you’re healthy and eating well, though he’ll also love it if you're skinny. Really, this man just loves you, the idea of you, the smell of you, the taste of you

To Ian you’re perfect, no matter what, and you feel it too. You feel it in the way he shudders as he breathes you in, in the way his lips gently brush your skin, in the way he just keeps cumming without being touched, but he takes care not to get any on you, unless you’d like him to of course. Ian is more than willing to paint your body in his cum before cleaning it all up with his tongue, shooting blanks as he reaches his peak again from the taste of his cum and your skin mixing together

OH THIS IS SOME GOOD SHIT!!!!!!! Barry's is sooooo fucked up and perfect for him, he wants to corrupt you, erase your godliness!! And Bo being subby is very in character for this AU I love it!!! Especially him cleaning everyone else's cum out of you 😍 and Ian........yep. yeah yep sounds about right for this wonderfully pathetic lil simp!! I love the idea that he cums untouched for you all the time and also is so into you that he'll just keep going~

#sunshine #cult town au #THESE ARE SO GOOD MWAH MWAH I'M OBSESSED WITH THIS!!!!

[aprillikesthings]

I have flipped the laundry and put the towels away and re-made the bed, I have made dinner and done a load of dishes, it's time for more She-Ra!

s5 ep4 Stranded

but first do you want to see my dinner

Rice Cabbage stir-fried in light sesame oil w/ garlic A couple of eggs Sesame seeds

SO SIMPLE but so good!!! Seriously this turned out perfect. God damn.

BUT TIME FOR CARTOON

Adora: "Let me get this straight: Catra saved you from Horde Prime?"

lol

pfft

Man I am not going to screenshot all the things her face does in a few seconds, but remember waaaaaay early on when I was comparing their facial expressions when Catra and Adora hear each other's names, to that scene in Arcane where Vi realizes Caitlyn is into women, and Vi's face says a TON of things in 1.5 seconds? Adora's face here goes on a JOURNEY: confusion, shock (as shown above), anger, something I can only describe as "well I obviously have to rethink some things"/"maybe I've been wrong about her this whole time", some kind of fatigue tinged with regret, and then she slides down the wall to sitting.

It's just really well done.

Also I know there's a ton of videos showing the progression between Catra and Adora in the last season and I am forcing myself not to watch them or any of the meme videos until I AM DONE WITH THE SHOW because I don't want to dilute the emotional impact of watching them when I get to them.

Anyway Glimmer goes to apologize for the shit she did to make everything go to hell on Etheria, but then the ship goes bumpy bump and stops moving. But yeah Bow is keeping his distance from Glimmer right now.

So Glimmer sobs in Adora's arms instead. And the ship goes bumpty again. Entrapta says it's because they're out of fuel crystals but there's a planet with some nearby.

Aw there's a lovely interaction between Scorpia and Swift Wind back on Etheria.

Back to Space:

I've just noticed it looks like a ship anchor, which I assume is deliberate, since it would be Horde Prime's "anchor" on a planet.

Yeah Bow's still mad about it.

I love Entrapta (she's talking about how the old fuel crystals are probably fused to the engine by now)

LOL THE SHIP (Darla) RESPONDS "I do not feel pain" and Entrapta immediately smiles again "oh okay!"

pFFT

she WAGGLES HER EYEBROWS AHAHAHAH

*looks at Adora* *looks at Vi* *thinks about how I've wanted to cosplay both Catra and Caitlyn*

hm. *side-eyeing self*

EDIT: ALSO THEY BOTH WEAR RED JACKETS LOLOL

Anyway Adora fell in a hole

Glimmer: "Just stay put, we're coming. We'll have to find another way down." Adora: "I think I see a light. I'm gonna go towards it." Bow, freaking out: "Don't go towards the light!"

LOLOL

And Swift Wind does a little story-telling into the sky about how things are going on Etheria. It's cute.

And Adora gets in a fight with other people looking for fuel crystals.

They're also from a planet Horde Prime destroyed. Also it turns out the crystals are nearly impossible to get to.

awwww

and then "he has to pay for what he did! And he--he has someone on his ship. Someone I--" and she looks back and forth and then stands up straight again. "We're stopping him! Period."

BAHAHAH

"if your friend is with Horde Prime, it's already too late"

"I mean, she used to be, but that was a long time ago,"

"but then she saved Glimmer. And maybe that means there's still good in her, and now, I don't know, it's--"

BAHAHA (remember when that was a relationship option on facebook? "It's complicated"?)

(lol I accidentally closed the tab and had to reopen it and it wouldn't let me take this without the rating???)

Anyway they're all like, Nobody stands up to Prime and survives.

They all head out to find the fuel crystals but there's a bunch of earthquakes and they have to GET THE FUCK OUT, and as their only way out starts to collapse--

Adora manages to make a way out!

Entrapta is like, that was She-Ra, obviously

ANYWAY there's some lovely derring-do and Glimmer gets the fuel crystals, Bow saves her life a couple of times over, and everyone makes it out of the cave before it collapses. Then the star kids (who haven't seen magic in centuries) offer to join the cause.

Back on the ship, Glimmer does an amazing apology speech to Bow:

Glimmer: "Look, I know you're still mad at me. Maybe you'll be mad at me for a really long time. I deserve it. And maybe--maybe we'll--maybe we'll never be friends like we used to be. But I'm not going to stop trying to make it better. I made a mistake with the Heart of Etheria. I should have listened to you, and I'm sorry. You get to be mad, for as long as you need to be. But I'm not going anywhere. And when you're ready, I'll be here."

And Bow accepts her apology

And Adora watches, and then turns and looks out the window

Are you thinking of someone you'd maybe like to reconnect with? To maybe forgive? hm?????

LOL I SPOKE TOO SOON Bow and Glimmer notice the way Adora is staring into the stars and ask if she's okay

"and I know Catra was our enemy and she's done a lot of bad things, and hurt a lot of people, but--

;_;

the poor thing. she's so torn up about it.

Glimmer: "Whatever you need to do, I'm with you." Bow: "Then let's do this. Best Friend Squad style."

And there's a group hug.

AND SWIFT WIND FELT ADORA DO THE SHE-RA THING even if only for that few seconds, wooo!

End of episode! Roll credits!

OH GOD THE NEXT ONE IS SAVE THE CAT

AAAAHHHHHHH okay first I gotta flip the laundry again

#april rewatches spop #stranded