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boqvistsbabe · 2 years

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Different Skates: Cale AU - Pt 1

A/N: Hey guys!! Here’s a series I’m starting. I haven’t done an actual series before so hopefully y’all like it. Also as of now I don’t have a title so if you have any ideas lmk!! Also this is going to be set in December/ around Christmas!!

Thanks to my irl friend that peer pressured me I to actually writing and @savoies for helping me figure stuff out 💜💜

Thanks to @typical-simplelove for the name idea!!

Warnings: Some swear words, also uses she/her pronouns. I don’t think there is any in this chapter but it will in the future.

Word Count: 1,627

Also note this is unedited 💀

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You hated hockey players. Okay maybe not hate, but strongly disliked them. Except for your brother Charlie, he’s okay. No one else. Actually you take that back, girl hockey players are fine but not the guys. Nope, not gonna happen. Well not gonna happen again. Yeah, bad idea. It’s the same story everyone hears about hockey boys: you knew they were bad news but you could hang with your brother’s teammates because not a chance they’d ever want to date you and vice versa. Until Gabe came along. He was different and nice and not a jerk like the other guys on the team. So you gave him a chance. It was a great few months of cheering for him at games and rituals before said games and date nights that felt like a dream. Then you found out about Sarah. Sarah was his other girlfriend. You met her at an away game that you surprised him at. Almost the whole team knew. Charlie and two of his buddies were the only ones who didn’t. So yeah hockey boys suck.

Flashforward to the present. Cale -the new guy- is next to Charlie, hand out to shake yours. Practice had just gotten over. You were a figure skater so between that and Charlie being on the team, you practically lived at the rink. It also helped that you worked there too. There was a local restaurant inside the rink that you worked at along with being a social media person for the hockey teams that practiced there. Yeah disliking hockey players and being a videographer for them at the same time didn’t make sense, but it paid well. Anyways Cale was essentially the replacement for Gabe. Cause he moved to the team that was located closer to Sarah. Which totally didn’t bother you at all, no matter what your mom may think. Supposedly Cale was a stand up guy and an amazing defenseman. You couldn’t care less, so why Charlie decided to have you both meet didn’t make sense.

“Hellooo? Earth to Y/N?” Charlie was getting impatient, “this is Cale, he’s new to the team.”

“Yeah, heard that the first time when he said it and I remember it from when you were gushing about “the new awesome defenseman that the team is getting” it is legit seven in the morning so you’ll have to forgive me if I’m a little unresponsive.” You snarked back.

“Don’t get snappy with me you nerd. Coach wanted you to meet him cause when you media things and whatnot however that stuff works. Also he introduced himself so the proper response is?”

“Yeah yeah whatever. Hi Cale I’m Y/N, I work here at the rink restaurant, I do videography, and I’m a figure skater here. Before you complain like all the others, no I don’t make holes in the ice just to annoy you guys. If I do make a hole in the ice I fill them and if I happen to miss one it’s an accident so don't go complaining to my coach so I get in trouble. It doesn’t work like that here. I’m sure you’re probably a perfectly nice guy and whatever, but I’m not here to be your friend. Sometimes I’ll hang out with you guys, but mostly I’m only around here to do my job. Speaking of my job, if I ask you to do something for content or anything, don't complain. I’m not gonna ask you to do anything crazy so you’ll be fine. Just remember I’m doing my job, not trying to make you miserable. Sorry if that’s a lot for your probably mouse sized brain to comprehend but get used to it. I’ve got to go work, but it was nice to meet you I guess.” You said the last part while putting on your blade guards before walking in the direction of the locker room.

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Cale POV

“Uh she’s intense.” There was no other way he could describe you. Except maybe aggressive, but that seemed a little much.

“Yeah she doesn’t really like hockey players. Don’t take it or anything she says personally, she’s had a bad experience with one guy. The guy you replaced actually.” Gabe responded.

“What do you mean by that? If you don’t mind my asking.”

“He was new and different, pretended to be someone he wasn’t. Cheated on her and the whole team except John, Tyson, and I knew. So yeah she’s not super close with the team anymore. Also as a figure skater getting harassed by hockey players her whole life she wasn’t too fond of us in the first place.”

“Ahh okay. That sucks a lot.”

“Yeah, she’s over the whole cheater thing but she definitely agrees with the douchebag stereotype for us. Anyways we gotta get to practice.

“Yeah.” Cale’s mind was on anything but practice. He wanted to be your friend. He agrees with the stereotype most of the time. There’s only a few exceptions obviously. But he thinks you and him could be great friends if you give him a chance.

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Your POV

It had been a week since you first met Cale. There have been a few interactions since then because of introductions on the socials for him, but other than that no more conversations. You were glad he seemed to have respected your boundaries, that was much appreciated.

You had just gotten done with your shift at the restaurant and it was nine o’clock. The day started with a six o’clock practice then some editing while eating breakfast, then some practice pictures of the guys and a few TikToks of the guys, ending with a seven hour shift at the restaurant. Walking out of the break room, you grabbed your duffel and fished your car keys out of the outside pocket.

The stars were really out tonight. That was one of the perks of where the rink was located. On the edge of town and away from all the bright, crazy lights. Perfect for stargazing. Unlocking your car, you threw your bag in the seat next to you before putting the key in the ignition and turning it. And nothing. Not even a little sputter. Of fucking course. You dropped your head to the steering wheel. Charlie was in the next town over with your parents helping your grandparents pack to move. None of them could come get you. Shit shit shit. Today of all days. Of course on the day you had been running all day and just wanted to relax before having to study and edit all of the next day. You popped the hood and got out of the car. After checking the oil and transmission fluid and finding nothing wrong there you were racking your brain for what it was this time. This car was a hand me down and had issues in the past, but you had just got it back from the shop. You were pissed. The shop you went to was a new one because the one you usually went to moved. The new shop was definitely getting a call in the morning. Closing the hood and wiping your hands on your leggings you turned to get back in your car when you saw Cale.

“Hey, uh I don’t mean to bother you but it looks like you’re having some car trouble, do you have anyone you can call? I can wait with you while you do. It’s late and it would feel wrong to leave you here without knowing you can make it home.” He said.

“Yeah I don’t have anyone to call, my family is in the next town over and all my friends don’t have cars so I don’t really have anyone to call. I figured I would walk home and get it towed in the morning, I don’t live that far.” You shrugged, not like you haven’t walked home by yourself before. Not the safest thing but you gotta do what you gotta do.

“I could give you a ride. Home I mean,” you could’ve sworn you saw the redness on his face, “I haven’t lived here long but I assume it’s like everywhere else in the world, not the safest place for anyone, especially a girl to walk alone, especially at night. Also that came out super high handed so I apologize. But please let me take you home.”

You thought about it. The pros outweigh the cons here. It had been a long day and you were tired, plus he wasn’t wrong about the fact that it wasn’t safe, “Yeah that would be great thanks. Let me just grab my stuff.”

He nodded and you got your stuff before locking the car. While following him to his car you texted Charlie, he’d answer before your parents, and let him know what was going on.

“Uh this is my truck.” Cale stood there awkwardly while he waited for you to look up.

“Okay, I was just letting Charlie know what happened. Thanks again.”

“Yeah of course not an issue.” He nodded before opening your door before walking over to his side and hopping in.

The ride was in silence except for the radio playing softly in the background and you occasionally giving home directions.

“Sooo why were you at the rink so late?” You were over the silence, plus the less noise the more likely of you falling asleep which is the last thing you want.

“I was working on some drills. They do stuff a little differently from my last team so I’m just trying to get comfortable with it.”

“Fair enough. Are you liking it here? Also turn right at Walnut.”

He turned before he responded, “Yeah, I like the way stuff is run here. A lot more strict than my old team, but more efficient and with better results. The guys aren’t too bad, but I mostly hang with your brother and John and Tyson. Everyone else is kind of douchey. That was rude of me to say, please ignore that.”

“It’s the house all the way at the end on the left. And no you’re totally right. They’re assholes. What team did you come from?”

“I came from the Bulldogs a few towns over.” He responded as he pulled into the driveway.

“Ahh cool. Alright this is me. Thanks again for the ride. You’re not half bad. Don’t make me regret saying that and don’t let it get to your head. See you at Monday practice.”

“Night Y/N.” He called out his window as you walked away.

He didn’t leave until you shut the door behind you. What you said wasn’t a lie, he wasn’t like the other guys. Though you’ve been there before. He’d be a great friend though. Heading upstairs to get ready for bed you texted Charlie and asked him for Cale’s number to thank him before you passed out.

Thanks for the millionth time lol - Y/N

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Pt 2

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nerdyenby · 1 year

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Green time :D I’m watching Jojo

Pregame

Gosh, she’s so pretty. Sorry, just had to get that off my chest

I know green got some bad luck but I’m hoping the energy survives and thrives, I’m ready for vibes!!

Jojo stays on the grind, she’s insane /pos

I know Kara would’ve said if it was H, but I like to imagine that it was H who just showed up and offered her bacon without warning

“Maybe there are kind people in this world” Jojo going through it, don’t mind her

Pete and Jojo are so freaking funny together. They’re both so deadpan it’s amazing, I’m dying

Haha who who have past MCC teams memorized, that’s so whack hahahah (it wasn’t intentional, okay? It just happens when you run two 64-spot team brackets ;-;)

Seriously though, no one can be expected to remember MCC teams from more than one event ago, if that, including (and dare I say especially) content creators. Those are your pals and you’re at work, why would you be expected to remember who you were with on a specific day??

“Oh you’re in MCC? Name every team you’ve ever been on” so true Pete

“I could probably name every single team I’ve been in” “Weird flex but okay” “Ok, I’ll go for it, here we go” Jojo really said bet

*EEEEI* “Wait, was that wrong?” “No, I just wanted to make a buzzer sound” Pete is so real for that, honestly

“Fuck vod reviewing, all my homies hate vod reviewing” Pete only has banger opinions, sot is the only vod review you need in life

Jojo’s skin is so cute!!

Pete and Jojo saying they’re excited for Michael’s ace race

Hi Hannah!!!

I love this team’s energy

Pete saying he wanted Jesus to take the wheel and Kara appeared from the heavens

“Pinged in real life” 😂

Them making plans to go to a concert together, content creators doing actual irl friend things together makes me so parasocial

Me when I have a resting tremor and my doctor has no idea why

THEYRE THE ONES THAT STARTED THE PUNCHING??? That’s so funny oh my goodness

The best reactions to the intros ever 😂

Grid Runners

This team is so go with the flow, I love them

OH MY GOD THIS STRAT

“For team morale, any time we fail a game we need at least one person on the team that can take the fall, whether it was their fault or not. Grid runners is mine, so if we fail I’m the asshole” this is so iconic I can’t

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen” so true Pete

Grid goes so quickly because it’s! the best! game!!!

“Guys we suck” that’s the spirit!!

“Let me check who’s to blame for this one.. Oh it’s me! Alright, lay it on me!!” “Damn Pete, what the hell?” I love this team so much

Parkour Warrior

I love the blame game they’re doing

Jojo’s popping off!!!

Jojo’s so good at this it make my heart happy but painfully, or it hurts my heart in a good way, whichever makes more sense

Rip Kara, it’s okay, it’s crazy easy to flop when the pressure gets that bad, no worries queen <333

Aw Michael was so close too :((

“As per the law, this is my fault […] I threw- oh, I’m top 5!!” Y’all don’t understand how I’m love I am with this gimmick, green30’s blame game my beloved

I love how parkour warrior isn’t just about parkour skills, it also really emphasizes time management. It makes it more variable and interesting because it’s not just gonna be the same three people winning every time because there’s no single right way to do it. It’s now a strategy game and I’m so down for that, you don’t understand

Sands of Time

“You guys suck! I’m taking about the other teams” “That’s fine” “We suck too”

Jojo my igl!!!

Michael doesn’t know our lord and savior HBomb94??? Smh…

Gosh, we’re watching a master at work, people

Michael is such a good sand keeper, he just has such “this is your captain speaking” energy

“Michael your comms are incredible, I need you to know that” yes Pete!! Hype him up!!!!

Jojo found the vault so quick but that tunnel is MASSIVE

HISTORY HAS BEEN MADE!!!! GREEN30 SUPREMACY!!!!!

JOJO SOT CHAMPION!!!!

And now we throw, so true

Ace Race

Michael be like: stonks

Jojo repping us anxiety girlies, as she should (I’m not a girl but I’m anxious enough that I think I qualify)

MUSIC TIME WITH JOJO :DD

The turtles do go boing, so true Michael

Pete and Jojo are everything

Pete and Jojo holding hands for an entire lap and a half my beloved

Jojo giving Pete the strength to do the skip then missing it herself

Kara personal best yippee!!!!

Pete fastest lap my beloved!!

YIPPPPEEEEE

Michael is thriving this MCC, we love to see it

Ayyyyy halftime show!!!!! Get it ladies!!!

This is a phone flashlight moment right here

I JUST STARTED CLAPPING IRL!??!??!! MY PARENTS HAVE PEOPLE OVER 😭😭😭

Meltdown

“Here’s the plan: uh, follow me” so true Jojo

Gosh, I love this team. No stress, no rage, just “okay, here’s what we change”

OH MY GOSH

HOW MANY PEOPLE ARE IN THIS ROOM????

THAT WAS INSANE!!!

Kara 😭😂😂😂 the sass, my goodness

“I don’t care” Kara is so real for this, I strive to be that self-assured

“Everybody pause. Shut up now. Who?” “Where the fuck is Mumbo Jumbo?” Funniest part is that I don’t know if any of these people actually know Mumbo

Battle Box

“Everyone’s looking at me!! Oh, everyone fell. Oh my god, everyone died” 😂

Mmmm yes, tight corners my beloved /s

Prison my beloathed

WHEN DID THE GAME START???? DID I ACCIDENTALLY SKIP FORWARD AND NOT NOTICED OR WAS I JUST THAT SPACED OUT???

I like battle box, I do, I just feel like I’m never paying enough attention ;-;

Winning against red was huge, they had such good comms too

We love finding a good groove :))

Gosh the vibes are immaculate, you expect them to be super sweaty but they’re just comming in gibberish

Jojo 13 kills?!??!!

“That’s my teammate!!” Heck yeah it is, gosh Pete and Jojo are everything

Michael willing to take one for the team, what a king

Sky Battle

Jojo igl my beloved

You got this, queen

Kara hyping up Michael’s kill :))

Rip, unfortunate spawn, happens to everyone

Pete’s tone when he said Michael’s name after he died 😂

“They need to give the chicken swap to two people and enable pvp” Pete is a genius

Hole in the Wall

The absolute sass, I love them

“It’s all your fucking fault” thank you Michael

I didn’t even realize they weren’t calling colors 😭

THOSE are the lyrics??? I thought it was “I believe” not “if I was green” lmao

Jojo flipped a switch in her brain and called the most supreme hitw comms of all time

“100- I mean, red” real

“Hey, guys? I’ll take the blame on this one” “Don’t.” “King, I’ll steal the blame from you” “I will too, I messed up” this is violating the spirit of the blame game /s

Pete and Jojo holding hands on the leaderboard my beloved!!!

Dodgebolt

“I would’ve appreciated if we would’ve like, said beforehand ‘oh hey, I’m gonna throw now’ so like, I would’ve been able to be emotionally prepared”

Maybe the real treasure was the parkour tag we skipped along the way

“Man, I even took my performance-enhancing drugs” KARA 😭😭😭

Cheering when Firecracker came and joined their screenshot, then keeping the energy when Fruit, Illumina, and 5up joined in too

Them all being so excited to team together :((

THAT SOT WAS LEGENDARY!!!! GREEN30 YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS!!!!!

They’re such bad listeners /aff

“You guys don’t listen to each other, yet you listen to me when I make calls in skybattle? What the fuck?” Pete 😂

“When was the last time we saw numbers like that in sands of time?” The answer is never, Jojo!! Y’all made history!!!

Michael stop being self-deprecating, I swear, a good sand keeper is an absolute necessity and you killed it king

GREEN30 PLATE UP!!!! I don’t know it that well but it’s such fun chaos

I’ve missed these little post-mcc chats where a bunch of people join a random channel and just talk, it’s giving season one vibes :))

#mcc 30 #mcc #mc championship #mc championships #jojosolos #petezahhutt #kara corvus #michael mcchill #nerdy’s mcc reactions #cw caps #cw swearing

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hetalia-club · 5 months

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My love, my dear, my friend. I am an aroace I know for sure I can be a partner for you and you deserve better. And I will tell you straight up this point here you life will be better than being with a sorry excuse for a boyfriend you left. J E S U S 😅 I’m not saying you’ve been through the worst but holy shit all those little things that he did gives me a headache. If I knew you personally I would’ve taken you out of there. But in all honesty take care and show him that you WILL be better off without him, and I’ll be rooting for you too dear. Take care ♥️

Ace buddies! :)

The thing is irl you would have never known because he didn't act this way in front of people who were not me or his mom and dad. He would put on this dude bro act. And he didn't act this way at first around me until I lived with him for a few months and then I started to noticed it slowly. My mom knew how he was because I tell my mom everything and she would always say "he sucks" and I would do the "Mom don't say that :(" But she is right he does suck.

But I was a fool and gave him wife privileges too early in our relationship (NEVER DO THIS!!!!)(NEVER EVER DO THIS!!!). And in turn it turned him into a man child. It was almost like he reverted back to being a teenager. Towards the end he just played video games on his 5k PC set up all the time. Literally all the time. If he wasn't at work he was doing that. And it was always some stupid shit no one cared about. He got REALLY into that dumb ass Pinocchio game and told me all about the lore and I pretended to care but I was just thinking "What is blud yappin about..." He bought so many F-ing games. I think he bought a new game every week, would like rapid fire beat it and then just move on to a new one. I had to put my own Steam account on invisible just so he couldn't see when I was on there because he would message me to bring him another beer or some string cheese. (I want you all to know I checked and he's on there playing Starfield as I type this)

He also stole my personality which he will not be able to hold onto now that I'm gone. He was never as funny as I was. I have more originality and humor in my pinky toe than he has in his entire body. So I famously don't talk much IRL. I'm very shy and normally just sit there and mind my business unless spoken to directly. But I would like whisper one liners under my breath to him at parties and group outings. And he would take what I said to him and say it louder and get a big laugh from everyone. I did call him out for that and I said something like "Hey you could at least credit me if you're going to take every funny thing I say and pretend you said it" he got REAL annoyed at that. He was like "WELL FINE! I just won't talk to anyone ever!" Because that was what I said... Which if anything is a fault on him because now his friends are going to wonder why his humor turned so sexual all of a sudden and he stopped saying actually funny things and just started making dick jokes (THE ONLY MATERIAL HE HAS)(That and also quoting American Pie movies & Step Brothers. And he plays it off like his own shit as if no one has never seen them...)(I so bad just wanted to be like That's from Anchorman you didn't come up with the joke about San Diego being the fake word for Whale's vagina you directly quoted that from Anchorman.) But I would laugh every time...Not real laughs they were pity laughs but he either couldn't tell the difference or just didn't care so long as I was stroking his ego.

He honestly somehow transformed from this super hot, former football player, frat bot, silly guy into what I would call a neckbeard, but a closeted one because he only acted that way at home.

The worst crime...He wasn't even 6ft. I put up with all of that and he was only standing at a lackluster 5'10.

#ask #let me know if you guys want more stories btw lol.#I can laugh about it now that i don't live this life anymore #i got 5 years of man child crying.

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quillsink · 2 years

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Felix's gay infodumping part who knows how many

This episode: The boys in the band

So this is a really old play (i mean it, it's pretty old, somewhere around 60s-70s if I remember right) and then they made a movie out of it not much after and THEN in 2018 they made a revival and T H E N finally in 2020 they made another movie with the 2018 cast on Netflix

The original one is also considered pretty much the first real gay movie in america, with 8 (eight!!) very openly gay characters (not necessarily open towards the world but openly as in very vocally and obviously towards the audience) and one more character who's kind of implied to be gay but it's up to interpretation and also he sucks so moving on

The 2018 cast. That's just. It's everything. Literally every. Single. Actor. Is. Openly. Gay.

There's more famous people like Jim Parsons and Zachary Quinto and Matt Bomer there's also my Andrew Rannells and his boyfriend (yes as in actual irl boyfriend) Tuc Watkins (they got together because of this play which is amazing) ✨Robin de Jesús✨who's been one of my favorites since Tick tick boom and a bunch of other people I can't recall rn

The plot itself is basically that a gay friend group gathers together to celebrate the birthday of their also gay friend, but the host's college hetero friend accidentally ends up at the same place at the same time and he's the "I'm fine with gay people as long as the don't shove it into my face" kind of straight who doesn't realize his college friend is gay and slowly comes to the realization that literally everyone around him is not so heterosexual EXCEPT at one point it turns out he might've had a fling with a guy and is just ten feet deep in the closet but since it's still the 60s homophobia is very much a thing so yea

Also at one point they decide to play a game where everyone has to call someone they truly love on the telephone and tell them they love them and they get points but it goes awfully wrong of course.

But the thing is. There are so many flavors of gay and it's so.. Real. Like, there's the religious gay who's trying to balance his beliefs with his sexuality, there's the "freshly out of marriage" gay who just divorced his wife and still trying to maintain some kind of heterosexual image (very similar to Marvin in Falsettos might i mention) the very promiscuous gay who's not willing to give up having sex with multiple people even after he settles in a relationship (the previous two are dating and they manage to come to an agreement by the end which works for both of them which is amazing tbh), there's the flamboyant gay who's getting the most weird looks and is more of a victim to homophobia and just. So much. But it's still not like being gay is their only personality trait so that's awesome

It IS kind of a depressing one, which people have tried to attack it for because it seems to kind of fall into the "all gays hate themselves" trope, but tbh, I want to emphasize the fact that it's set in the time where homosexuality was pretty much still illegal so I feel like it's at least a bit justified and i think it's important to see from a gay history standpoint to see how far we've come and everything. So yeah I love The boys in the band with all my heart if I didn't make it obviously yet, not even *just* because my favorite actor is in it and hotter than eve-

Uh ignore that last part

That's it, Felix out

Woaaaah that sounds like really cool and complex I’ll have to watch it sometime!!

#i cant think of much to say but this was really fun to read pls feel free to infodump whenever u want to!! /gen #ask #felix/flame

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zachsreaderinserts · 3 years

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dream, sapnap, and c!technoblade x abused! reader

what better way to unpack my twauma then by making it into a headcannons list? i’ll see myself out

wc: 1,146

DREAM

this motherfucker right here, your honor, will go absolutely batshit insane

how fucking dare someone hurt you? like, to him, you’re his world and then some. the idea of someone hurting you physically, mentally, or any kind of -ly, will make him go feral

of course, he’ll keep it in at first. if you came to him with this around the start of the relationship, he’ll respect that boundary. he doesn’t want to scare you away, after all

if you’re anything like me, you’ll probably be in tears telling him this. reliving something so traumatic and horrible, something so painful, is hard to do and retelling it would always make you cry, no matter how long ago it happened

seeing this, dream would probably grab you and hold you close, tucking your head into his chest. he can’t say he’s the best at comforting people, but he really does try. he would rub your back and whisper words of encouragement

it didn’t really click until one time when you two were playing minecraft on your shared console together. you had just successfully beaten the wither in your survival world and dream decided it would be sick to high five you.

turning in your direction, he raised a hand and watched in horror as you sucked in a sharp breath and flinched away from him.

he dropped his hand instantly and backed up a little, face struck with disbelief. someone had hurt you that way. someone hit you and made you scared of simple hand movements.

it took him all but three seconds to be on top of you, apologizing at a rapid fire speed while cradling your face. he peppered kisses like it was his lifeline and made sure that when he was done, not a hint of fear was in your expression.

he may not be able to comprehend it at first, but once he does, he will make sure every moment is dedicated to showing you that he would never treat you like that.

and if he finds out who your old s/o was? lets just say that we’re gonna have a glimpse of smp!dream irl

SAPNAP

baby boy. the man, big teddy hunky himbo guy, will also get extremely pissed. unlike dream, he would express it outwardly.

he has a huge sense of loyalty to people who treat him great. you’re dating him, therefore he feels the need to find your ex and carve out the alphabet on their body with a knife.

he won’t do it, for obvious legal reasons, so he settles for aggressively making sure that you know you’re loveable. hugs, kisses on the face, kisses on the neck. sex. the whole nine yards.

he’s not one for using his words, bc his actions speak louder, so he settles for a tight squeeze of a hug after you told him what you’ve gone through. it’s what he feels like is the best thing he can do for you.

one morning, you’re feeling particularly sluggish and such. you’re busy making your breakfast of choice when sapnap walks in. he seems like a morning person, so the mans is bubbly.

he goes to mess up your hair but stops himself short when you practically bash your head into the cabinet to get away from him. out of instinct, an “i’m sorry” spills from your lips and you look close to tears as you say it.

he just stands there, brain catching up and making the connection between what you told him and your knee jerk reaction to a hand reaching out to you. and for a second, he looks furious.

not at you! never at you, no, no, no. he’s furious at your past ex and how much of a douchebag they were. how evil they had to be to be able to do something like this and make you terrified of friendly gestures

so sappigus grabs your wrist gently and tugs you until you arms length away from one another. instead of a kiss or a hug, he stares into your eyes and with a serious tone of voice, says

“i will never let anyone else hurt you like how they did. i promise.”

im tearing up just thinking about this BITCH WHERE IS MY FUCKING WORDS OF ENCOURAGEMENT--

sapnap feels your pain and will never go a day without reminding you of how much he is willing to do to ensure your safety. he will go into every day saying that he loves you and ends every night with a hug or railing the fuck out of you. your choice.

C! TECHNOBLADE

blood man. blood god. e man. e boy? e. yeah, he’ll kill something. 100% after you’ve told him, he’ll probably need a place to go take his anger out. that cow farm near l’manberg looking mighty sexy rn--

we all know that techno is probably one of the most loyal bitches in the smp. he has an unofficial claim over the people he loves and you’re included in that.

so the idea of someone meeting you before him and having the absolute gall to beat you like you mean nothing infuriates him.

whenever he’s cooled down, he’ll come back (covered in cow blood probably--) and will pull you into his lap and sit there, hunched over you as if he were protecting you from the world.

and you’d probably appreciate it, nuzzling back into his body. you feel safe in his arms and he feels safe knowing that you’re in his arms.

techno and you typically make potions together in your free time. you both just like to stare at the shimmery liquids and swirl them around. while he’s working on a potion of strength, he realizes that you have the blaze powder in front of you but you’re not longer using it.

when he reached over, all you could comprehend was that there was something moving near your face that slightly resembled a hand, and you just panic. you let out a small yelp-like sound and darted you head backwards, looking over frantically.

techno and you just stare at one another, your expression quickly morphing from fear to guilt at how horrified he looked. techno moved quickly and shoved aside the potion you were working on and kneeled in front of you.

the voices were going rapid fire in his brain as he pulled you into a hug and tucked your head into his neck, grounding you and reminding you that you’re fine. everything’s okay now that he’s here.

“i will never leave you if you want me to stay.”

he’d pull back and plant a kiss on your lips quickly before his smile turned a little less sweet and a little more murderous.

“so, what was your ex’s name again?”

there’s no cars in minecraft but you bet your ass he will somehow commit vehicular manslaughter.

#x reader #reader insert #mcyt x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #sapnap x reader #technoblade x reader #dreamsmp x reader #c!techno #c!technoblade x reader #tw: abuse #abused! reader

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black-rose-writings · 2 years

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Disclaimer: This is a coming together post attempting to give anti-Darkling people insight into how we, the darkling stans, view him, to hopefully reduce the strawmanning in this fandom. For this reason, I am tagging this with some of the things I’m criticising. This isn’t a hate post against anyone and anything. It’s a criticism of Leigh Bardugo and the choices she had made in writing the Grishaverse.

Every time I accidentally come across anti-Darkling (and related) posts, it feels like I’ve read totally different books than the other person.

It’s also different in the way the posts are written.

It feels like the anti-Darkling people have a fundamental misunderstanding of pro-Darkling people.

I’ll admit, I’m speaking for myself and for the people in my orbit and there may very well be Darkling stans who unironically think he did nothing wrong.

Because most of us don’t think that.

We know he’s done plenty of terrible things. The books are doing a pretty good job of bashing that one over our heads.

We’re not saying the Darkling isn’t a villain in the story - we’re saying he shouldn’t have been written as one in the first place.

Our criticisms are, fundamentally, on the meta level. What we’re criticising is the narrative, framing and writing choices and the messages the story is sending, intentional and unintentional.

The Darkling is simply the best character to use to illustrate this on.

LB wrote a deeply flawed and dark world, with a highly persecuted minority at its center, then decided to apply fairytale morality to it and make the only protector this group of people has had in centuries the villain of the story.

She wrote a universe meant for political drama, then used it as a setting for a romance story.

The Grishaverse is a clusterfuck of missed opportunities for in interesting story, social commentary or philosophical debates, and messages ranging from decent through baffling to outright dangerous.

When we write out lists of characters’ bad deeds, we’re doing it because they’re ignored by the story and the characters in question (Mal, Baghra, Zoya etc.) are being treated as flawless and 100% good by the narrative. I like the idea of most of the characters I criticise in theory, I just dislike the execution of them.

When we complain about how Alina shouldn’t have lost her powers, what we’re complaining about is the way the story treats consequences and stakes. Which is to say, by mostly ignoring them (I will probably go in depth about this more later).

When we complain about Baghra, what we’re really complaining about is the double standard between the characters LB likes and doesn’t like, where the latter has all fo their even remotely bad deeds called out, shamed and punished, while the same thing is completely ignored in the former.

Our problems are with bad writing, lack of research and tact on sensitive subjects, choice of tropes and framing that is pretty outdated, and the overall lack of thought behind the series.

If you want to enjoy the books as they are, if you like Mal or Malina, or think Baghra is a badass MILF, I don’t think any of us care. Do what makes you happy. It’s fine to take a story at face value and not thing about it too deeply.

But please, for the love of the Saints, don’t bash people who chose to look at that story from a different angle than you. Most of us are aware that the Darkling’s actions are morally reprehensible from our 21st century mortal perspective. We know Darklina in basically any variation is going to be toxic as fuck. We know being with a guy like him IRL would fucking suck.

And please, remember that while we’re probably not going to meet a seductive immortal, who wants to use our power to take over the world for the greater good, there’s plenty of Mals running around and they can be just as damaging and toxic to you as said handsome immortal.

#shadow and bone #grishaverse #grishaverse meta #SORRY FOR THE LONG POST #sorry for the rant #rant #long post #anti darkling #the darkling #leigh bardugo critical #anti leigh bardugo #malina

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isagisyoichi · 3 years

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how do u think the boy would be in a party😈😈

NEW RULES!

SYNOPSIS: blue lock at a party

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: isagi, bachira, nagi, reo, rin, chigiri, naruhaya, niko, nanase, gagamaru, kunigami

WARNINGS: mentions of underage drinking and weed (but no one actually takes anything), swearing, mentions of throwing up and food, again pretend they're all friends and go to the same school because it's more fun to think that way. ooc rin maybe? idk i like pretending he's not as miserable as the manga makes him out to be 🤗 he deserves to have fun i think

A/N: no cause this was soooo fun to write tysm anon, i got through this in a flash cause i loved this suggestion sm :') literally one of the most fun requests i've ever gotten eeee!!!!! also this made me miss my irls bye corona can suck my balls fr

ISAGI YOICHI:

i feel like this would be his first big party aw lol, so he’s kind of nervous LMAO.

gets handed a beer by someone, has his first sip of it ever, and immediately spits it out. mutters “how the hell can anyone drink this?” and “discreetly” pours the rest into a bush.

mainly stays with nagi, chigiri, kunigami, and bachira and they just talk throughout the night

(bachira only sits down and talks after his energy dies down. i'll elaborate on this below the cut).

keeps asking nagi “what song is this?” throughout the night LOL. makes a mental note of what songs to add to his playlists.

slightly nods his head to the music, aw cute. goes a little harder and lip syncs/raps along when he really likes the song, though (i stand by my word when i said he loves “neon guts”)

does accidentally bump into someone, but isagi starts a convo with them after he apologizes, and they hit it off right away 🥰

but, the person left early and isagi, ever the dummy, forgets to ask for their number.

and he's actually so disappointed in himself when he realizes, too 😭

BACHIRA MEGURU:

not drunk or anything at all, but boy, the way he’s acting makes it seem like he is.

the self proclaimed “life of the party.”

can be found “dancing,” though i use that word generously because to classify whatever he’s doing as “dancing,” is a stretch, to every song, even if he doesn’t know the words LOL

really likes when throwbacks come on!!!! he does dance to the lyrics and not the beat sometimes, though 😭

but, bachira looks like he’s having so much fun, it’s so cute, he’s definitely been waiting for this moment his whole life 🥰

if you were dancing with him, bachira would 100% take you by the hand and spin you around

also forces gets isagi to dance with him but isagi’s so awkward 😭

bachira also ends up jumping in the pool sometime later that night. yells “cannonball!” and everything, like, okay michael phelps 😭

he doesn’t have extra clothes so reo has to give him some and they're so fucking big on him LOLLL

texts the groupchat “i was sooo crazy last night😂” in the morning LMAOO, okay babe calm down

KUNIGAMI RENSUKE:

takes it upon himself to make sure none of his friends die LOL

only drinks water and diet coke 👍

his mom calls in the middle of the party to ask how he's doing and bachira and nagi are doing stupid shit like yelling “pass the weed” and fake moaning 😭

isagi and chigiri tell him to tell her they say hi LOL

really likes when the dj puts on 90s/2000's r&b/hiphop songs (i'll die by my hc that kunigami's an oldies fan)

mostly sways side to side to the music, but he did also dance a little, per request of bachira, and ended up talking to a cute person a for little, too 🤗

offers to help clean up in the morning

CHIGIRI HYOUMA:

at least two drunk girls have mistaken him for their friend, and another four have asked to touch his hair.

tried to use one of reo’s many bathrooms, found a couple making out, outwardly said “gross,” and then left to find another one 😭

nods his head and taps his foot to the music, not much of a dancer.

also a people-watcher, and he points out things he sees are happening to his friends.

“guys, i think misa and her boyfriend are breaking up, look.” leave that poor girl alone bro 😭

finds himself laughing a lot that night because damn! his friends are funny, whether they try to be or not.

not really a party person, but chigiri actually had a lot of fun 🥰

NARUHAYA ASAHI:

also on the dancefloor! doesn’t really dance, per say, but he jumps up and down and does the fist pump thing 😭 he has the spirit, let's give him that.

drank a lot of soda, so he’s filled with energy. also pees in at least three of reo's bathrooms.

talks to his friends, but also makes new ones! also i feel like he takes a lot of pictures LOL. he needs the finsta content 😭

plays truth or dare, or something like that. ends up having to do some stupid shit like smack raichi’s ass and run away, but naruhaya did make out with the girl next to him, so fair trade, he thinks.

also ends up in the pool, but he’s playing chicken with gagamaru and some other people. does not win a single round, but he had fun 😇

leaves with like four plates of food and one of reo’s decorative towels for some reason???

GAGAMARU GIN:

goes through a bunch of reo's shit 😭 he's not taking anything, but he's just curious LOL

strikes up very, random conversations with a bunch of people out of nowhere, good for him!

weirdly good at darts, very good aim.

although one round, naruhaya accidentally distracted gagamaru and one of darts ended up in reo's wall 💔

“it's fine, he has the money to fix it,” naruhaya shrugs as he walks away from reo's now punctured, wall. so true bestie!

gagamaru somehow ends up giving some drunk stranger some “life-changing” advice. (whether it's good or not is debatable)

they thank gagamaru for changing their life and he never sees them again

NAGI SEISHIRO:

irritates the fuck out the dj because nagi keeps asking him to play one specific song over and over again.

it was good the first time, don't wear it out for the rest of us bae 😭

doesn't really dance, just nods his head, maybe raps along a little, too

when he talks to the girls that come up to him, nagi says stuff like “yeah, the host and i go way back, we’re best friends.”

“way back,” my ass, but whatever nagi 🤨

knocks out in one of reo’s guest rooms. someone finds him when they’re trying to look for the bathroom and they draw a mustache and a bunch of other stupid shit on him 😭

tries to leave before reo makes him help clean up in the morning. does not work 👍

dumbass also ended up losing his phone (reo bought him a new one so nagi doesn't really care)

RAICHI JINGO:

gasses himself up sooo much when he’s trying to hit on girls.

“yeah, i'm about to go D1 after high school, just wait on it,” yeah, okay raichi 🙄

also tries to show them his highlights, bye. babe, i mean this in the nicest possible way but, i do not care, can we just kiss 🙏

i feel like he’s one of those boys who likes to take his shirt off for no reason, so raichi most definitely ends up shirtless at some point of the night 😭

takes pictures with reo’s fancy cars in his garage to flex 💀 gets annoyed when reo says raichi can’t drive them. raichi doesn't even have his license 😑

plays pool and is actually not that bad. does almost accidentally blind isagi with his cue, though.

IMAMURA YUUDAI:

he's with some girls but, he’s a dummy and he didn’t know his other hoes would be there, so imamura had quite a few drinks spilled on him here and there.

still somehow leaves with like three new girls snaps, four numbers, and a bunch of lipstick stains. not even gonna lie, i respect his game.

actually a really good dancer, and he knows he looks good, too. knows the words to every drake song that comes on, argue with your mom.

lip-syncs the words to you when you dance together and it makes you more flustered than you would think 🙄

the type to pull you close and wraps his arms around your waist or around your neck

actually really fun to talk to. always in the loop with drama and stuff, so he's always got some interesting conversation topics. and he's funny 😭

MIKAGE REO:

obviously, the party’s at his house. what’s the point of having a rich teammate if you can’t exploit them for their possessions?

jokes, but reo did offer to throw it at his mansion house in the first place.

actually really likes throwing parties lmao, so he jumped at the opportunity.

posted on his snap, “party at my place su for address‼️” LOL

natural charm + raised with good manners = reo being an amazing host

but, reo does have a little group of girls following him around the entire night 👎

and it irritates the hell out of whoever reo’s trying to talk to because they’re all up on him, making it hard for reo to pay attention 😑

also doesn’t help that he entertains them and flirts back and dances with a couple of them, too

and looks good when he dances, too UGH!!!! he's the type to run his hands up and down your body while he dances with you 😣

i hate this man 👎 /j

ITOSHI RIN:

practicing. he didn’t come. sike! rin has a social life, too, come on now, y'all 🙄

talked a big game about how he wouldn’t show up then he still came anyways, like rin, what 😭??

super good at cup pong and he knows it. he keeps beating ryusei and if you look closely, rin has something reminiscent of a smirk on his face.

a foot-tapper, not a dancer, which sucks because he’s not even bad at dancing, either 👎

a couple of girls come up to rin to flirt, but rin doesn’t give them the time of day. no response or anything just a little side eye 😭

rin just talks to his friends and that’s it, really.

actually internally glad for the chance to kickback and relax for once, tbh.

but, he refuses to admit he had any semblance of fun. (he did, rin’s just a weenie 😒)

NIKO IKKI:

the team forced him to come 😭

niko’s already a homebody and he doesn’t like loud noises or large social scenes, so he wasn’t too jazzed about going somewhere where the both of those things combine.

also he's picky with music so LOL. does like that one remix to the pursuit of happiness, though

he’s a wall-stander, i hate to break it to y’all. just watched everything from a distance and didn't talk to anyone except for isagi and his friends.

bye, if you don’t get off the damn wall and dance (he'd dance with me i'm different 🥰🤗)

keeps opening and closing his phone so he looks busy but that mf is literally just going through the settings app 😭

called his mom to bring him home an hour and a half in 👎

NANASE NIJIROU:

i hate to admit it, but he’s the annoying first year that documents everything on snap bye

he’s just excited to be there but like, there is no reason for his story to be half an hour long.

i'm not watching all of that! sorry that happened to you or good for you 🤗

probably playing games like spin the bottle or seven minutes in heaven. is very proud of himself for kissing four people in one night #bigmoves 🥳

stays with his group of friends and they're sooo loud and rowdy LMAOO. #firstyearthings

you can literally hear them laughing over the music, but they're having fun, so it's fine (at least of those kids hits people when they laugh too)

also dances, too! has super good energy and a natural sense of rhythm surprisingly 🥰 also a good hypeman!!!!! honestly, he's just really fun to be around tbh

overall, has a lot of fun, as you can tell by his story 😇

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yanderememes · 2 years

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Solitary Love Chapter 3 (Yandere Giorno x Reader)

This chapter is longer than ch 1 and 2, so bear with me here! Tbh, this chapter is probably going to be boring to a lot of you BUT it's important because we get to see reader as a person with traits, qualities, strengths, and flaws and not just some random object of affection for Giorno to place his unhealthy obsession on for no reason. I don't see him as that type of guy at all and doesn't make for a good story imo.

Ah~ the curse of slow burn stories...

BUT I PROMISE IT'LL GET GOOD YALL 😭 I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS FOR WHERE THIS SERIES IS GONNA GO BUT SETTING UP THE BEGINNING STAGE IS SUCH A PAIN. The reward of slow burn plots are (usually) worth it lol

*reader is afab just so that we're all on the same page here and moving forward*

f/n = friend's name (I imagined them as all females, so please don't hate me if it doesn't reflect your irl friends 🥲)

It sucked that you lost your pocket mirror a few days in since you flew into Italy but that pain was soon forgotten with all the fun activities you and your class did today. Today, you got the chance to see the Vatican Museum, home of Renaissance masters and tour around Vatican City. You even visited the Sistine Chapel where Michelangelo painted his icon ceiling painting, The Creation of Adam. The whole day was spent roaming around Vatican City and enjoying the beautiful and aesthetically pleasing artworks they had to offer.

But after a long day of art appreciation, it was time to head back to the hotel. It was 10 PM and everyone was back in their respective rooms. You and your friends decided to end the night by watching a scary movie. You were all setting up for a girl’s movie night. You were in charge of fortifying the pillows and blankets, f/n #1 would be handling the food and drinks, and f/n #2 was scrolling through Netflix to find a scary movie to watch.

“Ow!”

You and f/n #1 place your attention on the friend who winced in pain.

“You okay?” f/n #1 asked

“No, I accidentally cut my finger with the scissors when I was trying to open the bag of chips” f/n #2 explained. “And now I’m bleeding.”

“Do we have any bandages?” f/n #1 asked

“Check the bathroom” f/n #2 replied

“I don’t see any bandages”

“Let’s ask the front desk” you suggested, grabbing the hotel phone and dialling the number. It rang for a few seconds before the receptionist picked up.

“Reception, come posso aiutarla? (front desk, how may I help you?)”

“Mi scusi (excuse me), do you have any bandages available?”

“Ah, la prego di scusarci (please accept our apologies). We do not have any bandages with us.”

‘Damnnit’ you thought to yourself and bit your lip. “Va bene, grazie (it’s alright, thank you)”

You hang up the phone and sigh before giving your friend an answer, “They don’t have any.”

“They don’t?” your friend who cut their finger looked disappointed. You hated seeing them like this. Was there anything you could do to help?

It was 10:13 PM, no shops would still be open at this time. But you couldn’t leave your friend’s cut unattended. Sure it was small but you weren’t the type to abandon a friend in need. You recall seeing a 24-hour convenience store when the tour bus was driving the class back from Vatican City.

“There’s a convenience store nearby. I’ll stop by there and grab bandages for you.”

“I’ll go with you” f/n #1 offered

“It’s okay, I can go by myself. You should keep f/n #2 company and watch over her. I won’t take long.”

“Are you sure? It’s dark outside and in a foreign country” f/n #1 expressed her worries. Young women like you and your friends should never be out at night without someone accompanying you. It’s a sad reality that women are prime targets for numerous horrible deeds, but there are times where you can’t back down.

“I’ll be fine! I’ll call you guys when I’m on my way back, okay?” you tried to calm your friend. But truth be told, you were a bit nervous to leave the hotel by yourself. A part of you wanted to ask the professor or some close acquaintance from class to join you so you wouldn’t be alone but it was pretty late and you didn’t want to bother them.

“y/n, be careful.” f/n #2 said before you left the room.

***

Following your Google Maps on your phone to the convenience store, you made sure not to put on headphones and to look up from your phone every once and a while to be aware of your surroundings for any potential threats.

On your way to the convenience store, you see a homeless man sitting on the same sidewalk you were walking on, holding a sign that read “ti prego, aiutami (please help me)” with a plastic cup placed in front of him.

He seemed harmless and when you got closer to his vicinity, you could see his left eye was damaged. The poor thing. You felt sorry for him. He was old and frail with unkempt long grey hairs sticking out from his scalp. His clothes were all tattered and filled with holes. Even his fingernails were black, probably from all the dirt and bacteria he had to rummage through in trash bins to find food.

The old homeless man coughed and that hurt your heart. He was probably just as sad and lonely as he appeared. He probably didn’t have much time left in this world given how old and sick he looked. He suffered enough, might as well do him a small salvation before he eventually passes.

Grabbing out your wallet, you slid a 10 euro bill. To many and to yourself, that was a lot to give to a homeless man. Many would argue your hard-worked money is wasted donating it to homeless people who don’t work for money, but you thought differently. It’s your money, so you have every right to do as you see fit with it. If you wanted to donate it to people in need, then that’s your choice. It may not mean a lot to you, but it does to the people living in poverty. This small act of kindness was enough for you.

When the homeless man realized how much money you gave him, he was speechless. His mouth agape as he looked at you with his working eye in awe. He gazed upon the 10 euro bill in his cup again and back at you. His eyes were beginning to water as he thanked you for your kind deed.

“Grazie, signora. Grazie. Grazie. Dio vi benedica (God bless you)” the homeless man clasped his hands together and bowed, chanting thank you’s to you.

“Nessun problema, buona fortuna (no problem, good luck)” you wished the poor man and continued your walk to the convenience store.

10 euros translates to 11 dollars. You were far from rich. You were a student. A graduate student, not to mention. Money is already tough to come by and you couldn’t spare to work part-time because graduate studies are extremely time-consuming. Even saving up for this trip to Italy took a big hit on you financially, and let’s not even talk about the debt you accumulated from undergraduate work PLUS your current tuition fees.

But seeing how happy and grateful that man was made your heart soar and put a smile on your face. Money is great and all but nothing beats that rewarding feeling you get from helping others and making their life just a little bit better. This small but meaningful interaction acts as a reminder for you as to why you chose counselling to be your dream career.

Your little daydreaming stopped when you noticed the big flashing lights of the convenience store. Finally. You made it.

Stepping inside and quickly grabbing the bandages and rubbing alcohol for your friend, you headed over to the counter to be cashed out. When the cashier bagged your items, you thanked him and walked out while getting directions on your phone to get back to your hotel.

As you were waiting for the green light at the pedestrian crosswalk, you felt a small tap on your leg.

“Mi scusi (excuse me), signora. I’m scared to cross the road, can you come with me?”

You look down and notice it was a little girl talking to you. She seemed lost and was asking you for help.

Without hesitating, you offered your hand to the little girl and began to cross the street together.

“Where are your parents?” you asked.

“Over there” the little girl pointed to a woman waiting on the other side of the road.

When you both reached the end of the crosswalk, you handed the girl over to her mother.

“Aurora!”

“Mamma (mom)!”

The little girl ran into her mother’s arms and was given a big hug.

“Don’t ever run off by yourself again!” her mother scolded

“Mi dispiace, mamma (I’m sorry, mom)” the girl cried

The mother comforted her daughter and looked at you, realizing you were the hero who brought them back together. “Grazie! Grazie!” she frantically shouted, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

You only nodded your head and smiled to signal to the mother that her gratitude was appreciated and the mother carried her daughter away, leaving you by your lonesome.

This certainly wasn’t how you expected your night to go, especially coming back from the convenience store to grab your friend a pack of bandages but it did warm your heart knowing you helped a lost child reunite with her mother. Only God knows what would have happened to the girl if you weren’t there. The world can be an ugly place but that’s something you rather not think too deeply about at night when you’re out on the streets alone.

You had this strange feeling that someone was watching you. You turned around to check but saw no one. You were completely alone here on this street. Were you being paranoid? You did lose your pocket mirror yesterday so maybe it got to your head that you might be robbed again.

But you did learn in school that there was something called the “sixth sense” in people where we can sense when someone is looking at us. Maybe you weren’t completely off the mark. Taking no chances, you picked up your phone and dialled your friend’s number. If anything happened to you, then they would be the first ones to know and call for help.

“Hello?”

“Hey f/n #1, I’m heading back now. How’s f/n #2 doing?”

“She’s doing fine. We managed to stop the bleeding. I wrapped a tissue around her finger for the time being. How far are you?”

“Uhhh…” temporarily moving the phone away from your ear to look at its screen, Google Maps indicated you’d be back at your hotel in 6 minutes. “About 6 minutes away.”

“Ok, but hurry back. It’s not safe to stay out too long. I’ll stay on the phone with you until you get back”

6 minutes isn’t bad but you just couldn’t shake this feeling that someone was watching you. Were you always this paranoid? You take a look at your surroundings again to double-check and again, find nothing. But your gut was telling you something was off. At this point, you trusted your gut more than what your 5 senses are showing you. Maybe if you power walked then you could cut the distance by half and make it back in 3 minutes instead.

***

“That was fast. Didn’t you say 6 minutes?” f/n #1 opens the door to an exhausted y/n barging into the room

“I *huff huff* got here *huff huff* as fast… as I could” you gasped and tried to catch your breath between each word you spoke. You hunched over and used the wall to catch yourself from falling while trying to bring your heart rate back to normal.

“Why are you breathing so hard? Were you chased?!” f/n #2 exclaimed

You only shook your head, too out of breath to talk.

“Well, what happened?” f/n #1 handed you a bottle of water

You wondered if you should tell them. It’s not like you were in any real danger per se. You didn’t see anyone and you weren’t being chased. Would your friends believe you if you told them you ran back here because you thought someone was watching you? How silly would you look? After chugging the bottle of water down your dehydrated throat, you spoke, “I thought I saw someone following me. I was frightened and just booked it.”

You lied. Well, sort of. Saying you thought you saw someone versus saying you thought someone was stalking you would probably warrant more reason to dash home.

“Do you think they followed you back here?” f/n #2 asked

“No, I don’t think so. I didn’t see anybody behind me when I made it inside the foyer. But anyway, here. Put on a bandage. I also bought disinfectant for you.” you pulled out the products from the bag and handed it to f/n #2.

“Grazie, y/n~” she chirped, grabbing both items from you.

Grazie, huh? You’ve been hearing this word all night. Your little trip to the convenience store was certainly eventful, to say the least. You would have never expected you’d encounter a homeless man or a lost child. Italy sure has been sending you surprises.

“I hope you ladies are ready because tonight, we’re gonna be watching The Conjuring 2!” f/ #1 excitedly shouted. Clearly, she was waiting all night to get movie night started. All 3 of you situated yourself in a comfortable position amongst your pillows and blankets, turned off the lights, and the movie started.

While the movie was playing, you couldn’t help but wonder what that odd sensation your gut was telling you was. Why did you so strongly feel and somewhat, believe, that there was someone watching you as soon as you stepped out of the hotel? Were you overthinking it? Maybe you didn’t realize before how paranoid you really are. But what if there is some truth to your gut urging you to rush back home? After all, our ancestors and evolution didn’t give us fight or flight instincts for nothing. What if they’re still watching you? What if they’re standing outside the hotel right now?

“y/n, you okay?” f/n #2 asked, snapping you back to reality.

“Yeah” you smiled and turned your attention back towards the movie. A horror movie isn’t exactly what you would use to relax your nerves, but you’re sure it’ll help keep your mind off of things in the meanwhile.

Like you and your friends, you all can agree this girl’s movie night was much needed after tonight’s event.

#solitary love #yandere #yandere giogio #giorno giovanna #giorno x reader #yandere giorno #yandere giorno x reader #yandere jjba #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere jojo x reader #jojo part 5 #jojo golden wind #jojo vento aureo

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sidemenyesplease · 3 years

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simon angst with a happy fluffy ending maybe?? 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Driver License - Simon

Type - angst? (Not really ‘cause I suck

writting it) into fluff , swears

Warnings - starts of with some angst

A/n - this is based on the song ‘Driver License’ by Olivia Rodrigo so I recommend you listen to it / the text in pink is the lyrics from the song x

Posted : 28.2.21

(Y/n’s pov)

“Hey, where’s Simon?” I asked the boys when I walked into the house where all the boys (including both of the Cal’s) where there expect for Simon.

“Oh he’s with that girl he meet on tinder” Ethan told me making me pause.

“Oh” I bit my lip, he was the one I wanted to tell the news to the most, i mewn the rest of the boys are all my closest friends but Simon is who I’m closest with out of them and we always tell everything to each other,

Or used to.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure he really likes her” Ethan smiled at me as I seat in between the Cal’s.

Ouch.

That hurts to hear, yes I have a crush on Simon but been to affaid to tell him. “Yeah she’s pretty cool” JJ commented.

“Yeah, and hot” Freezy laughed making me look down and play with my sleeves, yes I’ve seen pictures of her.

“You ok?” Lux whispered to me while everyone’s attention was focoued on the tv, he was the only one who knew about my crush since I knew I could trust him not to tell anyone.

I just nodded, even though him and me both knew I wasn’t, I was exited to tell Simon the news.

“I got my driver license last week” I whisper to Lux seeing his eyes widen and he smiled over at me, since I was to busy from last week I haven’t seen the boys yet to tell boys and was going to tell them all today, now that I have free time.

But Simon wasn’t here, the one I wanted to tell the most.

Just like we always talked about

'Cause you were so excited for me

I was looking forward to tell him the most because he is my best friend, and actualy the one who helped me before my test and always believed in me.

And we planned to go on long drives togther, because he knew how much I loved going out for a drive at night and he said he’d always come with me.

“I’ll be back soon I’m just going to the shop” I announced as I got up from my seat and grabbed my phone from the table.

“Anyone want anything?” I asked , seeing everyone saying know , and that they where fine.

“I’ll be back” I told them, as the nodded I went and left quickly, closing the door behind me I walked to my car and out the keys in and sighed.

To finally drive up to your house

But today I drove through the suburbs

Crying 'cause you weren't around

I felt bad that I only wanted to go to the boys house to see Simon, so I decided to get out, on my own, for a bit.

Once I finshed going to the shop I went back into my car and started to drive back, I’ve only been out for 10 minuites.

Before I started to drive, I got out my drink and looked out the window and was in my own thoughts.

And you're probably with that blonde girl

Who always made me doubt

She's so much older than me

I hate being jealous, it’s not Simons fault either, I wish I told him sooner but I just didn’t want to ruin our frinship incase he didn’t like me back in that way which is more than likely, even more than ever now, that his with her, who seems to be his ideal type.

I’m not usally the one to get jealous over girls but She's everything I'm insecure about.

Felling my phone buzzing on my leg made me flinch a little, looking down to it to see it was a text from Lux.

‘Just making sure you’re ok, Simons here (on his own) btw x’

I read , smiling a little when I read him asking if I’m ok, it’s nice feeling like at lest someone cares.

‘Yeah I’m omw back’

I texted back quickly and set my phone down so I could start driving.

“Who’s car is that?” Harry asked when I walked back into the house while he was looking out the window and finaly realised I was droven here and not by Lux or Simon.

“it’s mine” I mumbled and went back to sit beside the Cal’s, and spotted Simon sitting across from me and look at me.

“Since when can you drive?” Questioned JJ making everyone’s attention be on me.

“Uh, since last week, I was going to tell you todsy actually” I said, seeing Lux smile proudly as he threw his arm around me as everyone looked at me suprised but proud.

“You never told me” Simon sounded offended since we tell each other everything.

“I was busy last week and you weren’t here eariler” I replied back to him swing his face change a little.

“Oh yeah, how was the date?” Ethan smiled as he asked Simon making me roll my eyes and lean bsck on the sofa.

“It was fine” Simon shrugged making Ethan give him a look confused as if he expected Simon to say more about it or sound more happy.

“We’re going on another date on Thursday” Simon announced out making Ethan smile again.

“This Thursday?” I asked as he got my full attention now.

“Yeah” he confirmed to me making me look down again and play with my shelve which is a habit of mine.

“Oh, I thought we had plans to go out that day” I said softly, also seeing Lux looking at me to make sure I was ok with him knowing I’d be hurt.

Simon never misses our planes or never skips out on them, even if his really busy he used to give me time.

“But that’s fun have fun with the smoking hot girl” I faked smiled at him before he could commented, and rested my head on Lux’s shoulder.

“Sorry I must of forgotten, I’ve been so caught up on her” Simon frowned at me after my reaction.

“Oh she’s coming over here now by the way, if that’s ok with you guys?” Simon asked making me sight softly , knowing that everyone won’t mind and will say yes , and my response wouldn’t matter.

“Hey, could you take me for a drive?” I want to see how good you are” Lux asked, with him also known I’d want to get out of here when she was here, I didn’t want to be in the same room as her and Simon.

“Of course” I smiled at Lux, thankful I told him about my crush other wise I’d be stuck here and thankful for having him helping me out, anotber reason I told Lux.

“Do you not want to meet her?” Simon asked, thinking I’d want to since he has let me meet all his other friends, and his meet all of my friends.

“Uh maybe another day” I lied to him, never wanting to meet her in real life after seeeing her photos, while I’m jealous enjoy just seeing them I could imagine making a fool of myself meeting her irl.

“Oh, ok” Simon softly spoke, I could tell he felt a bit usset since this is the first friend of his I haven’t meet yet.

“We will be going now, see y’all later” Lux spoke for me, grabbing my hand as he dragged me outside, before anything else could happen.

“Thanks” I breathed out as soon as we got out. “No bother, I didn’t want to see her either, she looks fake as fuck in those photos” Lux said making me laugh at his honesty.

“You really want to see my driving though?” I asked making sure, think he was just helping me with using that exause, but seeing him nod his head making me smile and walked up to my car and unlocking it, letting him in.

“Where do you want to go?” I asked him as we both buckled out seatbelts.

“Anywhere” he shrugged.

Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs

“Ok let’s go” I spoke, thinking of places to drive as I started my car up again, but still having Simon at the back of my head, trying to get rid of thinking of him, but I don’t think I could.

'Cause how could I ever love someone else?

And all my friends are tired

“I miss him” I mumbled seeing Lux give me a look, wanting me to stop talking about him.

Of hearing how much I miss you, but

“I know you do, so let’s just have fun togher today” Lux told me, wanting to help me, making me smile and I finaly started to drive out of the drive way.

I kinda feel sorry for them

'Cause they'll never know you the way that I do

“Where we going to?” Lux asked while he out his window down.

“The beach” I said seeing him nod, but also without him knowing it was mine and Simons go to.

Today I drove through the suburbs

And pictured I was driving home to you

“I hope she’s still not here” Lux spoke as we got back out of the car two hours later and where back to the house after having a walk across the beach since it was a nice day.

I agreed whilst we both walked up to the door and opened it to get back in.

“Y/n, can I talk to you?” Was the first thing I heard being asked when we where in, from Simon. I looked around seeing the girl not here anymore, thankfully.

“Alone” Simon we continued after he saw me nod.

“Uh yeah sure” I answered slowly, seeing him getting of the sofa as Lux went to sit back down he grabbed my hand and lead me up to his room.

“I cancled the date” Simon told me once he closed his door.

“Why?” I asked suprised, looking at him confused since I though he really liked her, so why would he cancle it?.

“Becuase I realised I liked someone else and not her” he told me.

“Oh” was all I could get out, grate even less a chance to be with him, but why was he only telling me?.

“It’s you who I like” he spoke quickly, making me barley catch what he was saying, but I was able to which made me look at him with wide eyes while he was looking at me nervously.

“I- I like you to” I replied honestly seeing him smile brightly and being me into a tight hug.

“I’m so sorry for ignoring you when I was with her” he mumbled into my back.

“It’s ok” I sighed , just being happy I had him back and that having it turn out he liked me.

#sidemen #simon minter #miniminter #simon minter imagine #sidemen imagine #sidemen x reader

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shushiyuii · 3 years

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G! Tommy t!sbi (irl if it’s ok with you)

hurt/comfort vore

I hope this is close to what you wanted! I hope you enjoy it too!

Warnings: Slight fearplay, (kind of mentions to fatal?), Soft vore.

Words: 1.3K+

“FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! I HOPE YOU DIE! FUCK YOU!” He screamed irritably into his mic. They were just playing Skywars and Wilbur had to be an absolute dickhead! He thought they were a team… Brothers… But he was betrayed!

Philza and Techno laughed at his reaction, with Wilbur continuing to argue back, barely holding back his own laughs as he playfully argued with Tommy. “If I were right next to you Dickhead! I’d swallow you whole, Asshole!”.

Wilbur went silent after that, not inheritably in a bad way. It was a sort of monotone silence as to why Tommy said it so nonchalantly. The three of them knew of the teen being a giant and paid no mind to it, but they found it odd since Tommy wasn’t usually one to speak about a giant’s qualities.

It seems Tommy was on the same boat as he went silent after that, after a couple of moments of silence, Techno asked, “Tommy, why’d you say that exactly?”.

Tommy began to mumble incoherently, trying to find a solid answer, only to come to the conclusion that he didn’t know. “Dunno? Maybe heat of the moment?”.

It was known that Giant’s could swallow borrowers, although not common it was known to be entirely safe if they were sent to a giant’s storage stomach.

But due to the ancient times of a traditional of Giant’s eating borrowers, it kind of became obscured to a point many found it weird to this point of the day.

Soon after Techno and Wilbur left the call, not because they were uncomfortable, it was just they had personal affairs to attend to, not only that, but they had to get ready for Tomorrow’s trip.

“Hey mate, you, okay?” Phil asked after none made an attempt to speak, “What do you mean?”, he asked wondering why Phil’s tone sounded concerned. “Well, after saying about the whole ‘eating’ thing, you’ve been mainly silent”.

He made an ‘oh’ sound in reply, “Uhm, not really sure? Just thought it was a sore topic for you guys. Sorry about that”, “No, no, no mate. It’s fine honestly, no need to worry about it”. “But-“, “No buts! Shit, sorry toms- I gotta go. I’ll see you tomorrow alright?”.

He hummed in reply, soon he heard the sound of the discord call ending, he then turned off his computer and went to bed.

The next morning his alarm went off and with it, Tommy was wide awake since soon he’d be seeing his online family in real life! Which was exciting beyond excitement!

He shot up from his bed, got ready as quickly as possible, nearly slipping on the bathroom floor as he brushed his teeth then shot down the stairs and demanded that he and his dad left immediately. They made sure the car was ready for everyone and made their way.

The car ride may have taken forever with his impatience but when he was finally there he practically sprinted into the parking lot of the main centre of London, there were many people but he looked for areas borrowers were more likely to be at, like the small patches of grass, benches and walkways but couldn’t see them.

That was until he was crouched down next to a couple of borrowers, who were looking at him weirdly when he heard laughing, “What are you doing toms?”. His head whipped around to see three tinies on a nearby platform, He stood up to the platform, “Guys!”.

He caught the tinies by surprise when he scooped them into his hands and nuzzled them with his nose. They were barely able to keep their balance and try to hug the boy back. “Alright mate! Calm down a little bit!”. Phil laughed as Techno kept trying to keep Tommy away.

Tommy took his head away, “Sorry! I’m just excited!”. “I can tell!” Wilbur laughed and made sure he wouldn’t fall down. Tommy looked over the three of them to make sure they were okay and then made his way to his car where his father would be.

The three talked about what they were going to do and such and how much fun it was going to be! But the first plan was to settle down for the night in Tommy’s home since they were tired from travelling and have all the excitement Tomorrow since well, they had about 2 weeks here.

Soon when they arrived at the house, Tommy helped them settle down in a space they had prepared for the tinies, with a button that alerted them in case they needed anything along with beds, food, utilities etc.

“This is a nice room you got Toms!” Wilbur said amused as he looked around the room, “Is that a Lovejoy poster?”, asked Techno pointing to one of the walls. “Awwh! Toms-“ He was cut off as Tommy went to cover the poster, “No! No! No! Dickhead!”

Soon, they settled down and decided to play games, the borrowers sitting either on or nearby Tommy, with their tiny controllers Tommy had gotten, they played competitive games like Rocket League and such.

Then, it came time to settle down for the night, It seemed they were okay with joining Tommy in bed as they were all too exhausted to move to their guest beds.

It seemed Wilbur still had some energy though as Tommy was talking to the others, Wilbur moved towards his face. Tommy looked over to Wilbur in confusion, usually, borrowers found fear being so close to a giant’s face.

Wilbur seemed to have an amused expression, “What was that about swallowing me whole, again?”. Tommy almost jolted but had to stop himself from shooting up from the bed, not wanting to accidentally hurt the others.

Wilbur leaned on his cheek, “Sooo?”. He said teasingly, he turned his head in the other direction, Wilbur not letting go, “Come on Toms! I know you wanna do it!”. “Wil- I- What are you trying to do?”.

Wilbur smirked, “What’s wrong?”. “I don’t wanna swallow you whole Dickhead! I shouldn’t-“. “Toms”. Techno caught the attention of the two.

“Don’t think we haven’t noticed you not eating all day”, “Wha-“. “Tommy, it’s fine mate, I didn’t have time to tell you yesterday, but we aren’t against that sort of thing if you really wanted to. That answered his concerns.

He hated to admit it but they were right, he may not have been trying to hide whatever instinct he had and he hated it. He hated that he wanted to just scoop up his friends and keep them safe. It felt wrong.

His face turned one of shock to one of contemplation, two sides of himself conflicting, saying that this was wrong but also at the same time wanted so badly to do it.

There was a moment’s silence during this, Wilbur seemed to notice and decided it would be better to just help the boy out.

He caught Tommy’s attention when he came directly in front of his face, “Wilbur what are-“, Wilbur in a quick movement, shoved himself into Tommy’s mouth, Phil and Techno looked over in amusement at the situation.

He wanted to spit Wilbur out but, then he felt what seemed to be a rub on his tongue, allowing him to get a taste of Wilbur, “Go ahead Toms, It’s fine”.

And with that he swallowed, Wilbur, being sent down to his storage as the taste of cinnamon still on his tongue. He smiled as he felt Wilbur safely land in his storage.

He looked over to Techno and Phil, “Who’s next?” and smirked. Phil volunteered too, he carefully picked him up and shoved him in, being mindful of the teeth. He sucked on Phil’s flavor for a moment before sending him down with Wilbur.

Then there was Techno, who gave Tommy a bit of a playful fight, despite it being with half effort due to his exhaustion, but Tommy didn’t mind and soon, he joined the others.

Once they were all tucked in for the night, he placed a hand over his stomach and hummed, satisfied. And soon wished goodnight to everybody.

#mcyt g/t #mcytg/t #dsmp g/t #tiny!techno #tiny!wilbur #tiny!phil #giant!tommy #shushi's writings #tw vore

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babybluebex · 3 years

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sugar pie, honey bunch [lee bodecker smut]

➽ pairing: lee bodecker x fem!reader(y/n) ➽ word count: 4.3k ➽ summary: lee gets tired of your secret rendezvous at work, so he comes to your house and does something about it. ➽ warnings: NSFW/MDNI. explicit language, smut, unprotected sex (pls wear a condom), daddy kink, degradation, infidelity by both parties, loss of virginity, mentions of anal sex ➽ a/n: if you know me irl no u don’t <3

It was quiet. Too quiet. I hated that. The silence let my thoughts run amok and that was never good for anybody, but least of all me. I had a tendency to overthink things, and quiet and still only amplified that. Knockemstiff, Ohio was the absolute worst place to live if you hated silence, because nothing happened in that little town. About twelve years ago, there had been a veteran who killed himself after his wife died, but that was the loudest thing that had ever happened to my little Knockemstiff. I should know; I worked as a secretary at the police station. I heard all of the gossip from around town. Earlier today, someone had been arrested for being drunk, which I think everyone in Knockemstiff could be in violation of. Every other day was quiet. It was hell.

I could hear the crickets way out in the fields as I walked around the house. Those bugs served as my soundtrack as I found a box of matches and quietly slid a few into my mouth, and I padded through the house until I reached the front door. Knockemstiff was the sort of town where people didn’t use their front doors unless the Pope was showing up; it was all side doors and garages (if you were lucky enough to have one, which most of us didn’t). All that to say, I knew I could smoke by the front door and nobody would smell it.

The night was hot. Oppressive and stifling, nearly suffocating. My skin was tacky against my nightshirt as I struck a match and lit a cigarette, and I leaned up against the side of the house. The moon was full, casting silver light onto my barren front yard and the dirt road that stretched exactly from one side of town to the other that ran in front of the house. It was a weird sort of beautiful. But quiet. Oh so quiet.

Quiet, until I heard the far-off rumbling of a car. It wasn’t unheard of to get visitors in the night-- usually someone coming to ask me about the police station, because nobody had the balls or willpower to call our sheriff after hours-- but the noise drew closer at a snail’s pace. Whoever this was wasn’t in any hurry at all. Finally, a car rolled up in front of the house, the headlights off. There was a moment where I watched the car, then I sighed when the door wrenched open to reveal Lee Bodecker. The sheriff was a nice enough guy, maybe at the risk of being too nice sometimes and a total prick at others, but I was at a loss for why the hell he’d be here this late at night with his cruiser’s lights off. If it were an urgent police matter, he’d have his flashing lights on.

“You shouldn’t do that,” Sheriff Bodecker told me, his voice carrying across the yard.

“Do what?” I quipped.

His boots brushed the porch as he climbed the steps up, and I caught his eye in the moonlight. “Smoking’s unbecoming of a young woman,” Bodecker told me pointedly. “Anyway, it’s a bad habit.”

“You come to lecture me on smoking?” I asked. “I ain’t quite finished typing up that arrest report yet, if that’s what you’re after.”

“No, no,” Bodecker said. “Nah, I ain’t here for that, sugar.”

“Oh?” I said, crossing my arms. “And what are you here for?”

“We’ll get to that soon enough,” Bodecker said. “Ain’t you gonna invite me in? It’s awful late.”

“Exactly why I’m not gonna do that,” I said quickly, taking an exaggerated drag on my cigarette. “People talk, Lee. Blowjobs in the supply closet during lunch break are one thing; showing up to my house unannounced at half past midnight is something else. And I ain’t gonna be no Whore of Knockemstiff, ya hear me? Run along. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Invite me in, Y/N,” Bodecker said, tilting his head down to look me in the eyes. Bodecker was imposing: six feet tall and sturdy as a mule, even if his middle was getting a little soft. He had these steel-blue eyes that cut right to my core and gorgeous eyelashes, with puffy pink lips and a little cleft in his chin. Maybe if he were ten years younger, thirty pounds lighter, with one less marriage, I’d be into him properly, but that wasn’t the case. Our relationship was one of necessity (but aren’t they all?). His pretty little wife had stopped sucking his cock and he had a thing for my pink lipstick. It worked. That wasn’t to say that I didn’t enjoy our little trysts, because I definitely did, but something felt off about this certain encounter. He had never paid me a visit at home before. “Be a good little host for me.”

I huffed and stamped out my cigarette. “Come in, won’t you?” I grumbled, throwing open the squeaky screen door. It felt off to have Lee in my house, but everything about us was off. I guess this was only normal.

I flipped the light on and settled myself against the counter as Lee pulled off his tan sheriff’s hat. His hair was dark as pitch, shorn short on all sides but getting a little long at the top, and little wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes as he squinted at the pictures I had on the fridge. “And who’s this?” he asked, pressing his thumb into a picture.

I looked at it and clenched my teeth. “Boyfriend,” I answered simply.

“Oh?” Lee chuckled. “And where is he?”

“Well, right now, he’s in ‘Nam,” I answered. “He enlisted, got sent over.”

“And he didn’t propose before he left?” Lee asked, and I shook my head. “Hmm. Usually when men go to war, they make sure that they’ll have someone waiting for them when they get back.”

“Why are you here?” I asked suddenly. “What do you want?”

“The wife’s mad at me tonight,” Lee said. “She was drinking and started yellin’ at me. Said I was better gone.”

“And you came here?” I said. “Why?”

“Got nowhere else to go,” Lee shrugged. “And I figured that you’d welcome me.”

“You couldn’t go to a bar?” I asked.

“Not unless I wanted to run into my sister,” Lee said. “And I don’t feel like having a fucking lecture.”

I sucked in air through my teeth. “Fine,” I finally said. “But you’re on the couch.”

“Aw, c’mon, babe,” Lee groaned. He approached me at my place at the counter, and his arms went on either side of me, keeping me right where he wanted me. “It’s been a long day for me. You’re not really gonna make me sleep on no stinkin’ couch, are ya?”

“I sure am,” I told him. “‘Cause you’re sure as hell not sleeping in the bed.”

Lee tilted his head. “Not even a good night kiss?” he asked.

“No,” I said. “This is an inconvenience for me. I got shit to do tomorrow and I need sleep.”

“Which is why you were outside smoking,” Lee said.

“Helps me calm down,” I snapped. “Lee. Let me go.”

“You sure are a stupid little bitch, huh?” Lee sneered. “You really think I rolled up to your house just wanting a place to sleep? Honey, you shoulda been expecting more.”

Lee regularly spoke to me like this, but it was usually while I was tying my hair back and kneeling down in front of him. “Don’t call me that,” I said.

“It’s true, though, ain’t it?” Lee asked. “Just a dumb bitch, that’s all you are. You fuck a married man and try to act like you’re better than everyone else. And you don’t think everyone knows?”

My ego deflated in half a second. “Do they?” I asked shakily.

“That’s why the wife kicked me out,” Lee said. “Someone told her I was fuckin’ you, and she got mad. Asked for a divorce and all.”

“We’re not fucking, though,” I tried to counter.

“Oh, so you’ll put my cock in your mouth and call it ‘convienience’, but you draw the line at calling that ‘fucking’?” Lee scoffed. “C’mon, sugar. The whole town already knows it.” I tried to keep my chin up, but I know that Lee saw my lip trembling. “Oh,” he chuckled. “Except the whole town doesn’t know, do they? Your little boyfriend goes to sacrifice himself for the betterment of our fuckin’ country, and you’re here, whoring yourself out for me? Is that why you don’t wanna fuck me proper? Saving your first time for that bitch-boy?”

“I’m not a virgin,” I said, but Lee instantly saw through my lie.

“Bullshit,” he said. “You know how I know? You suck cock like a high schooler.” Lee’s hand went to my waist, and he held me a tight, bruising grip. His hands were so much stronger than I had imagined, and an unfamiliar heat bloomed between my legs. My arousal wasn’t usually a part of the supply closet moments between us, and I had never really felt that before my boyfriend left. This was uncharted territory for me, and I hated that Lee seemed to instantly know that. “I bet you think about me every night, don’t you?” Lee asked. He leaned into me and pressed a kiss to my neck, and a shiver ran down my spine. “Don’t you?” He growled, taking my skin between his front teeth.

“Fuck,” I hissed. “You’re a dick.”

“Answer me,” Lee snapped, smacking my ass hard enough to make me gasp in pain. “You think of me fucking you stupid every single goddamn night, don’t you? I can tell, with the way you eye me at the station. You’re not subtle, honey, not in the slightest.”

“Lee,” I whimpered. “You’re hurting me.”

“Good,” Lee huffed into my neck. He shoved his hips against mine with enough force for my waist to collide with my countertop, and I became well and truly stuck between Lee’s rock-hard cock and the counter. I knew what he was offering, and I couldn’t deny that the thought of his thick cock inside of me made butterflies erupt in my tummy. He kissed my neck, becoming more needy by the second, and he finally sank his teeth into my skin. “Gonna have to make up your mind, sugar, or I’ll do it for you.”

I gulped down my anxiety, and I whispered, “Be gentle.”

“That’s a good girl,” Lee chuckled. “Show me where that bed is, sugar. I’m gonna fuck you ‘til you can’t remember your own goddamn name.”

As soon as I pulled Lee into my bedroom, he had pushed me onto the bed and was kissing me hard. He bit my lips and sucked on my tongue, and he swallowed every pathetic moan I let out. God, I was pathetic. I was shaking, I wanted him so badly. Lee obviously knew that and had no problem with letting it go to his head, because he situated himself over me and gave me a wolfish smile. “You want me to undress you, sugar?” he asked.

“I can do it,” I told him.

Quickly, I rid myself of my nightshirt, and my skin tingled at the exposure to the air. Lee gave a gentle sigh, almost like one of relief, and dipped his head to my chest. He ran his tongue from the dip of my neck to between my breasts, and he latched his teeth onto one of my nipples with no warning. I nearly gave a shout of surprise, but I kept it contained. If this bit of foreplay was any indication, there would be enough time for shouting and crying later.

“These…” Lee growled, grabbing at my breasts with rough hands. “Perfect fuckin’ tits, sugar, Jesus. Wanna come all over them. I just might have to.”

Lee’s mouth went to my other breast, and one of his hands fluttered down from my chest to my waist, and even lower. Again, without so much as a censure, he pushed a finger past my folds and sunk himself knuckle-deep into my throbbing heat. My back arched against my will and I cried out at the amazing feel of it, and Lee laughed into my tits. “I’m only doin’ this ‘cause it’s your first time,” Lee told me, slowly dragging his finger in and out of me. It was a feeling like nothing I had ever experienced before, and I felt tears welling in my eyes. It was so fucking good. “If I had it my way, I’d already have my cock in you. Have you on your belly, fucking the hell outta you, watching myself fuck you so deep.”

“Please, Lee,” I sobbed.

Through my watery gaze, I saw Lee smile against my chest. “Oh, what a good girl,” he moaned softly. “You’re my little fuck-toy, ain’t ya? Just fuckin’ desperate and begging for it. I guess it won’t take too long to fuck you absolutely stupid, will it?” I shook my head, and I jerked in surprise when his calloused finger drove itself into that spot inside of me. I called out his name; I was too far gone to care about the sick pleasure I knew it gave him. “Beg for it, sugar. Beg me to fuck you dumb.”

“Please, Lee,” I whimpered. “Lee, fuck, please. I-I want you to fuck me so hard, please, babe.”

Lee withdrew his fingers from me and sent a hard slap to my throbbing clit. This time, my gasp was one of genuine pain. “That ain’t what you call me and you fuckin’ know it,” he grunted. “Do it right or don’t do it at all.”

I knew what he wanted, and I was too far gone to care. “Oh, Daddy, please,” I mewled, squirming, longing for his touch once more. “Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me ‘til I can’t walk. I want you so deep in my pussy, please.”

“That’s more like it,” Lee whispered. Then, with a strength that I didn’t know that he possessed, he turned me onto my stomach and tugged my hips into the air. My arms shook as I tried to steady myself, and I felt my wet arousal drip down my thigh. As I tried to steady my breathing and remove the fog from my mind, I heard the sounds of Lee undoing his belt and shoving his pants down his thick thighs. His big hand captured a handful of my hair unexpectedly and he tugged me upright with only a small huff of exertion, and he bit my neck again. Lee Bodecker was an animal, and I liked it that way.

One hand stayed in my hair as his other guided himself inside of me, and I nearly felt sick. The stretch was otherworldly and, dare I say, painful. Maybe the prep he had been doing wasn’t such a poor idea. But I had made my bed; now I had to lie in it. “Slow down,” I panted, feeling the tears return, and I writhed in his grip. “Fuck, Daddy, it hurts.”

“I know it does,” Lee whispered, biting my ear. “But you asked for this. You asked for me to fuck you, and I’m gonna do just that. And ya know what? I think I’ll come in this pretty little cunt. What do you think of that?” I started to protest, but Lee shoved his fingers in my mouth, effectively shutting me the hell up. Even if I wanted to say something, I couldn’t. “Fill you up to the fuckin’ brim, have it drip outta you, it’ll be such a filthy thing to see. Your little boytoy comes home from the war and you’ve been letting an older, married guy stuff you full of cum? You think he’ll like that? Think he’ll wanna share?” Lee snapped his hips forward, fully burying himself inside of me, and I gave a wrecked sob around his fingers. I thought for sure that he would split me in two.

Lee’s fingers dug into my hip as he started a steady rhythm. I truly had no idea how old he was-- I imagined probably late 30s or early 40s-- but he was fucking me hard and fast with the stamina of someone my age. Either he had a lot of expertise in the field or he truly had the fantasy of coming inside of me and was wanting to hurry the process along. The more I thought about it, I realized that I really knew nothing about Lee. Not his wife’s name or if he had kids; I didn’t even know that he had a sister until he had mentioned it earlier. However, something about not knowing was better than knowing. At least, this way, I could sort-of distance myself from the act. I was fucking the sheriff (or, technically, he was fucking me), but we weren’t an item. I was just his favorite toy.

Lee suddenly wrenched my arms behind me and captured them against his chest, fully restraining me and leaving me pliable for him. With his fingers still in my mouth, I could hardly do anything but submit, but I liked that. I couldn’t tell if the throbbing in my pussy was pleasure borne from the way he was punishing my g-spot, or pain derived from his taut balls hitting my wet pussy every second. I had gotten my wish; there was to be no walking in the morning. I could feel spit gathering at the corners of my mouth, and I nearly choked on it, but Lee suddenly slowed down, molding his soft body against my back. “Fuck, honey, I’m gettin’ close,” he panted in my ear. “Now’s the time to tell me if you want me to come in ya or not.”

His fingers left my mouth, and I tried to form any thought. Lee was the only thing in my head, though, and I could only whimper out his name. That was answer enough for him, because he released my arm and shoved me down onto the bed. His hand grasped the back of my neck and held me down as his hips pounded in and out of me, huffing and panting. I never could have imagined that the sound of that would have turned me on as much as it did, but my muscles tightened around his fat cock, and he laughed. “Aw,” he cooed. “Does the little cunt need to come? I’ll be honest, I forgot all about that. Wanna make a mess all over Daddy’s cock, don’t you?”

I answered with a keening whine, but that didn’t seem to be enough for Lee. He smacked my ass hard, surely adding to the redness and bruising that I know already existed, and he fisted my hair tighter. “Answer me, bitch,” he growled. “Say it. Say ‘I wanna come on your cock, Daddy’.”

“I wanna--” I started, and a shudder went down my body when I felt something warm and wet find home on my asshole. I was so far past the point of degradation, and my mind instantly went somewhere else. I had heard about that, sure, but I had never imagined that that could be something that I wanted. And yet, here I was, Lee’s spit coating my ass, mumbling out words that would send me to hell. “Fuck, Daddy. Can you fuck my ass?”

“Oh, is that what you want?” Lee asked. “As tempting as that is, I’ll save that for another night. I’m not sure you’re a virgin, sugar, begging for it up the ass. But, fuck, it looks so good… I guess we have something to look forward to, huh?”

Lee’s arm wound around my body and he instantly went to my poor clit. His fingers had tugged at it enough to make it tender to the touch, and he abused it as he fucked right into my g-spot. “Jesus Christ,” Lee whispered. “Squeezing the shit outta me. I’m serious, honey, let me know if you don’t want me to come in you. You’re about to not-- fuck, Y/N-- have a choice.”

“I want it,” I told him. “I fuckin’ want it.”

That seemed to be the final straw, because Lee sent one more hard fuck into me, and I felt his cock twitch before warmth spilled into my pussy. The squelching as he continued to fuck me through his orgasm was so loud that I was afraid that the whole of Knockemstiff would hear it, but I couldn’t make up my mind on whether I cared or not. Somewhere in the middle of that, Lee cussed and began to rub my belly, whispering sweet things to me that would have felt out of place only minutes before. I didn’t realize that I had come. I liked the feeling of it, though, especially with how sweet Lee was suddenly.

“Good girl,” Lee told me. He shushed me as I moaned and cried, my pleasure edging on pain, and he pushed my hair away from my neck and placed gentle, open-mouthed kisses on my throat. “So, so good for me, ain’t ya? So goddamn pretty when you’re coming all over my cock. I can’t tell you how much I dreamt of this…”

My entire body trembled as Lee pulled out of me, and I collapsed onto my bed, panting and trying to form a coherent thought that wasn’t just the sheriff’s name. Only a few seconds passed before he was on me again, but it felt different this time. Lee moved the two of us under the blankets and rubbed my back, and he kissed my forehead gently. I nearly thought it was love. As my tears dried and feeling returned to my fingers and toes, I became aware that Lee was naked against me. As far as I knew, he hadn’t undressed as he had fucked me. His skin was so warm and it was comforting, and I nuzzled my head into his soft chest. My throat was so dry as I tried to swallow to form words, and Lee titled my face up in order for me to look him in those pretty blue eyes of his.

“How’re ya feeling, sugar?” He asked, his voice as wrecked and raw as mine. “Feelin’ alright?”

“Sore,” I mumbled. “It hurts, Lee.”

“I’m sorry, honey,” Lee whispered, and I knew that he was being honest. Lee was perhaps the biggest jerk in town, his elected title obviously inflating his ego more than it should have, but I never knew that he was capable of being sweet in this manner. “I was real rough with ya and I just shouldn’t have been. I feel plum awful ‘bout it.”

“No,” I croaked, splaying my hands against his chest. Underneath the coarse hair, I could make out white marks on his skin, and I pressed my forehead against him. As I studied his body, I saw more and more of the marks, and it was only when I saw my hip against his that I connected the dots. Stretch marks. My Lee had stretch marks all over him, just like I did. “Please don’t. I woulda stopped you if it was too much. Thank you.”

Lee nodded and sighed into my messy hair. “You looked so beautiful,” he told me. “Any man that calls you his is a lucky fuckin’ bastard, I’ll tell you that much.”

I couldn’t help myself. My lips pressed against my chest, and I took care to kiss every mark I laid my eyes on. “You’re…” I began. “You’re gorgeous, Lee.”

“Nah, knock that shit off,” Lee chuckled. “I ain’t nothin’ compared to you, sugar.”

“No, really,” I told him. “Those big blue eyes, your pink cheeks… Your fat fuckin’ cock--” I laughed at myself, and Lee kissed the top of my head. “You’re the most handsome man I ever met.”

“Even more than your soldier boyfriend?” Lee asked.

“My soldier boyfriend’s like a twig, Lee,” I told him. “There’s nothing there for me. But you…”

“I’m fuckin’ fat, s’what I am,” Lee said with a smile, but I saw the hurt in his eyes. “I’m old and I’m fat--”

“Alright, shut up,” I said. Suddenly, a different sort of desire burned in me, and I pushed Lee onto his back before I straddled his waist. “There ain’t nothing wrong with you, ya hear? You are fucking perfect, Lee.”

The insecurity flashed across his face, darkening his features for only a second. “But the marks--”

I twisted my body to show him my hip and thigh. “I got ‘em too,” I said. “And don’t act like you didn’t see them, not for one second. And what did you do? You didn’t give a shit. I don’t either. They’re a part of you, and you are so sexy, Lee. I wanted to jump your bones from the moment I met you, and nothing ‘bout that’s changed and nothing’ll make it change. And ya know what? I’d reckon you’re stuck with me, so get used to it.”

“Oh, I’m stuck with ya, am I?” Lee asked with a smile. He tugged me down to him, pressing his tongue into my mouth once more, and the ache between my legs was replaced with the now-familiar pleasing tingle. “And I get no say in it?”

“I think you got your say when you wanted to fuck me up the ass,” I said, sinking my teeth into his plush bottom lip. “What a fuckin’ cliche we are, huh? The sheriff fuckin’ his secretary.”

“When I first hired you,” Lee began, his warm hands traveling all over my body, and his fingers took special care to trace the white marks along my thighs, hips, tits, and ass. “My wife hated the idea. She said she was worried that late nights at the station would wreak havoc on me, and having a pretty little thing like you there with me was dangerous.”

“Don’t go talkin’ ‘bout your wife,” I groaned. “That’s such a turn off, Lee.”

“Oh, is it?” Sheriff Lee Bodecker laughed, stuffing his fingers back inside me, just like nothing had ever happened. “‘Cause you seem all wet for Daddy, just the same.”

#lee bodecker #lee bodecker x reader #lee bodecker x y/n #lee bodecker smut #lee bodecker fanfic #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan smut #sebastian stan fanfiction #the devil all the time #tdatt #i am SO going to hell #but i had fun uwu

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emmikmil · 3 years

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give him a show

Pairing: Steve Murphy x Female!Reader with Javi watching...

Rating: 18+ EXPLICIT read the warnings y’all, please

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: Exhibitionism/Voyeurism (ALL parties consenting!), Oral (M and F receiving), Masturbation (M), Smut P in V) THIS IS FICTIONAL OK BE SAFE IRL PEEPS. A literal smack to the face, biting/marking, choking, very brief anal play.

A/N: wow this fic... is something lol. It's been an idea and half written for a couple months now and I'm happy it's finally finished!! big shout out to @soyelfuegoquearde for the beta read and @knivesareout for being the best and waiting so long. Enjoy!

“Last call for drinks before we start this movie fellas!” Steve flicks his eyes up and down your frame as you stand above him and his work partner Javier with your arms crossed, waiting expectantly. Javi snaps out of his daze and quietly asks for another beer. Steve smiles and shakes his head when you turn to him, as he’s still nursing his lukewarm beer from dinner. This has been a ritual between you three the past few months, Javi would join the two of you for dinner and a movie whenever time allowed. Steve had seen it in your eyes the moment Javi made a joke about barely cooking for himself, the ‘oh god, this man needs an actual home-cooked meal’ kind of look. So, dinner and movie nights happened as often as it could, tonight being one of those nights.

Steve narrows his eyes and lets out a quiet huff as he watches Javi watch your swinging hips as you walk back to the kitchen. It had bothered Steve in the beginning when Javi would stare at your ass, but as soon as he realized Javi did this with nearly every woman that passed him, Steve didn’t take it to heart. There was no sense in causing a rift just because he felt territorial over his girl. That doesn’t mean, however, that he can’t poke a little bit at his friend.

"Wanna borrow my polaroid, Peña?" His words seem to shake Javi from his daze and he has the courtesy to look ashamed as he scratches the back of his neck. “Don’t get me wrong I get it, she has a great ass, amongst other things...” the last bit being muttered into his beer bottle and Steve can’t help his sly grin when he sees Javi’s eyes grow wide.

“Hey baby, you wanna go ahead and start on that popcorn?” Steve asks as you saunter back into the room and hand Javi his beer. You offer Steve a wink and a mock salute before you turn and walk back to the kitchen. Once you’re safely out of earshot, Steve turns his eyes back to Javi. “Look, I trust you, she and I both do, so that’s why I’m about to give you an offer. You say no, that’s fine, just throwing it out there.” Javi looks incredibly suspicious as he sips his beer. but makes a gesture with his hand for Steve to continue. “My girl likes to be watched. Likes giving a show to people while she’s being fucked. I’m not sayin’ I share now, I don’t. She likes the thrill of having eyes on her and she’s missed it since we left Miami and the few people we trusted, so…”

” Steve stops to make sure Javi is keeping up. He’s not totally freaking out like Steve thought he would which is a plus. “So if you were to pass out just before the credits roll, I take my girl to the bedroom and leave the door half open…You can watch, touch yourself, take a damn picture for all I care. But if you take one step in that room without her and I agreeing to it, there's gonna be problems for you, you got me?”

“What if I’m not interested?” Even though Javi asks, Steve can tell by the look in his eyes and the slight flush to his cheeks that he is. in fact, very interested.

“Finish the movie and leave like always, it’s up to you man.” With that, the conversation ends as you stroll back in with the popcorn and plop down between the two men. Steve leans over to pop a piece into his mouth as you press play on the remote. Steve settles in, smirking as Javi eyes you carefully and settles in to half-heartedly watch the movie.

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" No, Steve leave him there, poor guy is sleeping for once." you whisper as Steve leaned over you to shake Javi awake. You bat his hand away and stand to gently lay the throw blanket from the couch over Javis’s slightly snoring form. Steve stands quickly and wraps his arm around your waist as you bend and reach for the dishes on the coffee table.

"Leave it darlin', I'll clean up in the morning, just come on to bed," he whispers in your ear and places gentle kisses down the side of your neck. He sucks gently on your pulse point and grips your waist harder as he feels you shiver. You're quick to grab his hand and lead him to the bedroom, but Steve doesn't make the journey easy. He's fueled by your giggles and warm skin and can't help but pull at your clothes and suck on your neck as you both stumble down the hall. Steve gains some of his senses back as you both pass the threshold of your bedroom and he grabs your hips harshly, pulling you back into his chest.

As one hand travels up from your hip to gently hold your throat he speaks "Strip, get on your knees on the bed and face me." Steve tightens his hand until a whimper escapes you. Satisfied, he releases you and with his heavy gaze on you, you strip quickly to kneel on the bed. Steve pushes the door to close a bit and moves to stand at the foot of the bed.

“Now come on honey, get to work.". Steve can’t help but smirk as you roll your eyes and reach for his belt buckle. You don’t waste any time in releasing him from his pants and boxers and sneaks a small lick to the head of his cock before pulling his pants down. Steve kicks them off and yanks his shirt off, throwing it off to the corner. He hisses and looks down as you bite the thin skin near his hip bone and suck harshly. You both know that he bruises like a peach and would have this mark for damn near a week. Steve’s hand reaches for your hair, fisting it in his hand. He knew you were eager, just as much as he was, but you were feisty with your teases tonight.

“You really wanna rush this, handsome?” you tease as you stroke him to his full hardness. Steve grunts and gives a firm tug to your hair and shoots you a warning glare. He can see your teasing glint in your eyes dim knowing right now he’s not up for playing games. Steve watches with heavy lids as you take him into your mouth, going at a slow pace before you build up to suck him further down your throat.

“That’s it, you be a good girl and you get rewarded. Tease me and I'll make your night hell.” Steve smirks as he looks down at you. You were so engrossed in his cock you didn't even notice the small shift of light from the hallway as a figure stands at the half-open door. Steve knew that his hand on your throat, a few praises, and the promise of a reward would get your mind hazy with lust; just enough to dull your other sense and not notice Javi at the door.

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From his spot at the door, Javi saw a mouth-watering sight. He had the perfect view of the tantalizing act taking place before him; the silhouette of you, your hair wrapped around Steve's hand, your eyes closed, mouth and throat full to the brim with cock. Javi has to bite his fist to keep from making a sound as he watches your throat constrict and swallow around Steve's cock. From a glance, Javi knew his cock was thicker and the images in his mind of your lips stretched out even more over his length had him unbuckling his jeans as quietly and quickly as possible. Javi has been hard ever since Steve had offered this scene to him on a damn silver platter. He thanks his lucky stars that staring at your ass landed him here and not with a punch to the face.

He keeps one fist between his teeth, not wanting to give his position away, and the other he grabs his leaking dick and matches the pace you’ve set for Steve. By now you have gotten into the groove, and it’s no longer slow and sensual. You were taking all of Steve’s cock that you could and christ, Javi could tell you knew exactly what you were doing. Javi could hear you make small moans with whatever Steve was whispering to you and then Steve is thrusting his hips, driving himself into your mouth even deeper. Javi knows for a fact that his dreams tonight would be filled with nothing but the sounds of your gags and slurps. This was by far the sloppiest blowjob Javi has ever seen and to his utter shock, his abdomen tightens and he spills his load all over his hand. He has been so focused on you he didn’t even notice how fast his orgasm had been building, and his eyes were watering with the effort of keeping quiet. As the last spurts of cum coated his hand and splatters on his shirt, he watches through hazy eyes as Steve pulls out of your mouth, a string of your saliva stretched between your swollen and parted lips and the flushed head of Steve’s cock. If Javi had the ability to cum again right then and there he knew he would.

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Steve wipes your chin and mouth gently before kissing you softly. "Alright now, let me get a taste sweet thing, lie back for me." It's almost comical to him how fast your legs swing around so you can lie back, your head just missing the pillows at the top. Steve grabs your ankles and pulls your body closer to him, settling you near the edge of the bed. He smiles wolfishly down at you as you throw your hand over your mouth, already covering it in anticipation of what's to come.

He kneels to spread your thighs and begins to pepper sweet kisses from one ankle to the seam of your leg and back down. Steve smirks as you shift below him and thrust your hips up whimpering and telling him to hurry the hell up already. Now because you’ve sassed back, Steve uses no mercy in getting some sweet revenge. He bites harshly into your inner thigh like you did with his hip earlier, and soothes the spot with his tongue. He continues like this for a couple of minutes, leaving bites on each thigh that will leave you marked for at least three days after. Steve finally feels generous and shows you mercy, licking up your cunt and circling around your clit expertly with his tongue. Your sigh turns to a gasp as he takes both your legs, bending your knees to your chest as he suckles on your clit. You're so drunk on the feel of his mouth you don't notice him angling your body so Javi could see your dripping core from the doorway.

Steve continues to lap at your folds hungrily, showing you just as much attention as you showed him. He listens to your whimpers grow higher in pitch, moving to slow down and trace lazy circles around your clit and tease you entrance with his fingers. He waits until your whimpers die down a little before he plunges two of his long fingers inside you, groaning as he leaves your clit when you scramble to muffle the loud gasp you let out. Steve uses his free hand to move your legs back down and kisses up your body as he slowly finger fucks you. When he reaches your face he grabs your hand that's covering your mouth and moves it away. As you go to cover your mouth again, Steve clicks his tongue in disapproval. "No ma'am, you're gonna let the whole building hear how good i’m making ya feel."

"But...but Javi is still-fuck- he's asleep and could wake-" Steve cuts you off with a hard kiss and he looks down at you, that predatory glint in his eyes. He starts to thrust his fingers faster and Steve smiles as you jerk beneath him.

"Now honey, you can't wake a man who's already watching you from the door." Steve damn near laughs at your wide eyes and the hitch in your breath. He eyes your torso up and down as you turn your head to look at the shadow in the doorway. Steve watches you turn back to him, a deep fire lit in your eyes.

"He agreed to it?" Steve just nods to confirm your question and stills his hand to give you a gentle kiss on your sweaty forehead and leans back to look you in the eye. Before he can ask you whisper “Can he come in? Where i can see him?” Steve just nods again and slowly starts to finger fuck you again.

Steve starts to trail kisses down your body and nestles back between your thighs. He then turns his attention to the doorway. “Alright Javi, you can come in.'' As the door creaks open and Javi steps into view, Steve can’t help but still his hand inside you and laugh at the sight; Javi, with his pants undone, cock half-hard, cum dripping from his hand and splattered on his shirt, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. Steve, however, is struck silent with a firm smack to the face. His head whips around to glare at your sweet face smiling brightly at the dumbstruck agent in your doorway.

“There’s tissues on the nightstand and the chair is right there Javi.” You gesture to the chair in the corner, with the perfect view of you and the bed. Steve isn’t impressed as you turn your smile back to him as you lie back down on the bed, but he smiles back just as sweet as he pulls his fingers out of you and stands up and away from you. As he stares down at you, he sees Javi in his peripheral and notices his cock jumping as you whine and plead out a pathetic apology to get him back. Instead, Steve just stares at you, before turning his head to Javi.

“Go ahead and get comfortable. Lubes in the top drawer. And you-” his blazing eyes returning back to stare at you “-you flip over and show me your pretty ass. You slap me, I’ll slap back honey, now move.” He watches as you quickly follow his command, and once you're on your hands and knees he grips your hip with one hand and delivers a sharp smack to your ass, the sounds reverberating off the walls of the small room along with your shout. Steve makes sure to smooth the area over with his hand and bends to give it a small kiss.

“Ya know honey,“ Steve stands and grips his cock, running it through your wet folds as you whimper at the feeling. "he’s been staring at your ass for weeks now, haven’t you Peña?” Steve looks up to watch as you and Javi lock eyes. Javi’s eyes burn with desire and he's clearly more comfortable, now naked and slowly stroking his lube slicked cock. Steve didn’t even have to look at you to know that your eyes were following Javi's every movement as you wiggle your hips to get Steve to slip in. He’s careful not to slide in just yet, instead Steve stares at Javi until he flicks his eyes off of you. “Bet you’d like her like this Javi, it's the perfect view.” Steve then suddenly pulls away and gives your other ass cheek a punishing slap, and as you yelp and shake he grips your hips and enters you in one quick thrust. Steve bends to nip and kiss your shoulder as you get your breath back and adjust for a moment.

Steve stands at his full height and slowly starts thrust in, being mindful of the first half dozen or so to get you warmed up before he really starts to pound into you. He keeps a steady pace, not too fast, but it's deep and the rhythmic slap of skin fills the room. Steve’s eyes go from watching his cock slip in and out of you to Javi, who is watching your body with rapt attention.

Since you are a little too cock drunk to be coherent and smack him again, Steve can’t help but tease his friend more. “Ya know the only thing better than her pussy is her ass. I know you’re an ass man and damn if you ask nicely she’d let ya shove your cock up there. And shit, she sure.is.tight.” he punctuates the last words with hard thrusts that make you fall to your elbows and scream into the blankets. Steve pulls out, despite your growling protests, and bends to spit on the crack of your ass. He watches his saliva slide down and swipes his thumb through the mess and carefully pushes, adding just the slightest of pressures against your tight hole. The pressure he adds is gone as fast as it appeared and he slides back into your dripping core. As he settles into a brutal pace, your gasps and moans start to get higher and higher in pitch, Steve is damn close too, and Javi is sweating and panting as he fucks his fist in earnest. Steve can’t help himself and asks one last question. “What would you do to her right now, huh Javi?”

With his eyes glazed over, it takes a few seconds for Javi to finally speak. “Bring-bring her up and hold her throat, ch-choke her a bit.” Javi has to bite his lip and take a few breathes so he doesn’t spill his load prematurely, again. Steve however, smiles wickedly as you clench around him tightly and moan.

Both men falter for a moment when, in your dazed state you mumble, “Fuck yes, please Javi please.” Javi is the first to respond with a muttered oh fuck as he throws his head back, and Steve takes action immediately. He scoops you up, just like Javi said, and holds your throat, gentle but firm. Just enough to make you gasp and reach for his arm as you arch into him. Steve picks up his pace, spurred on by your words, but still not wanting to let you off the hook.

“You can say his name all you want honey, but you will scream my name as you cum, cause this pussy belongs to me.” Steve closes his eyes as he pounds his last few thrusts into you. He can hear Javi let out a long groan and knows his words set his friend off the precipice, and the combination of Steve and Javi has sent you stuttering and crying out a weak shout of Steve’s name. As you break down, Steve holds your shivering body close, cradling your waist and shoulders as he stays deep in you and paints your walls.

Steve is careful to set you down, lying on your side to face Javi as he goes to get you a warm cloth, knowing you're too sensitive to be held closely right now. He steps back in the room, silently passing an extra rag to Javi and slowly cleans you. As Steve climbs in behind you to cuddle you close, Javi stands and dresses slowly. The air in the room is hot and sticky, but the silence doesn't make things uncomfortable. As Javi slips on his shirt, Steve speaks up “Thanks Peña, my girl enjoyed herself. Hope you did too.”

Javi chuckles as he takes one last look over your naked body. “Best movie night you’ve invited me to.” Both men smile as you let out a small laugh and nod to each other as you turn to snuggle further into Steve. He pulls you closer, kissing your forehead and giving you praise for how well you did for him, for both of them. You drift off to sleep as Javi slips out through the front door, all three of you wondering if maybe every movie night should end this way.

#steve murphy x reader #steve murphy x female reader #javier peña #narcos fanfiction #emmikmilwrites

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emo-and-confused · 3 years

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Hey con🥺👉👈

What are some fluffy irl headcannons for Tommy and wilbur and techno? Brain be ded

(i speedran this, so this prolly sucks but imma go with it)

-their refusal to acknowledge their family dynamic except in joking

-“wilbur we’re like brothers” “i will cry”

-“techno, you are the oldest sibling” “i resent you”

-“tommy, you’re like our little brother” “oh fuck off”

-but at the same time, total sibling dynamic

-tommy and wilbur will team up and spam techno on discord when he’s not responding

-techno and tommy will team up and make fun of wilbur for literally anything, tommy just insults wilbur (/lh) and techno rolls with it immediately

-techno and wilbur will team up and just joke tommy for being younger than them, or make jokes insinuating he’s a child like “go do your chores” and “don’t you have homework”

-the three of them will verbally obliterate anyone who disrespects philza minecraft

-the dms are constantly used as threats for blackmail

-“don’t tell phil” “im going to tell phil” “i’ll tweet a screenshot of our last conversation on the group chat” “..fine i won’t tell phil”

-tommy is constantly trying to get techno to come to america

-wilbur immediately hops on to the pleading when the topic is brought up

-“i can’t just go to the UK” “yes you can” “you guys literally have a travel ban right now” “so what, your The Blade, that won’t stop you!”

-techno is 100% not the level headed one in the group. there is no level headed one, they’re all fukcing chaotic

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shinylitwick94 · 3 years

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Shinylitwick's summer (SF/)Fantasy reads - Part I

As it turns out trying to complete the r/fantasy book bingo and not wanting to get into heavy reads this year meant that I spent most of my summer reading almost exclusively SFF, and I read a lot of it. I'm sharing my thoughts on these with anyone who might be interested in them. This covers books I read between july and the first week of september 2021. I'll be doing this in two parts because it would be too long otherwise.

As a reminder, these are personal thoughts, not professional reviews, so take everything I say with a grain of salt.

Without further ado:

Under Heaven, by Guy Gavriel Kay

By this point I think I can say pretty firmly I’m a fan of GGK. I just really enjoy his “alternate history with a dash of fantasy” stuff, and I like his writing and the fact that he’s so good at capturing that sort of bittersweet melancholy I’m a huge junkie for.

That being said, Under Heaven started off amazing, spent a lot of time in eh, and finished solid. I like it, but it’s my least favorite of his books so far. I think it essentially suffers from making promises it doesn’t deliver on. There’s a lot of stories which go nowhere, which I’m sometimes fine with, but I don’t think it worked here. Especially with the sister. I have very little familiarity with Chinese history, but from what I’ve read in other reviews, he stuck rather more closely to the history here than he usually does, which maybe limited his ability to maneuver his characters. Still, I would recommend it, if this is your style.

The Last Wish, by Andrzej Sapkowski

I’ve tried reading this before…in Russian. Don’t know why I thought that was a good idea (something about maybe a better translation?). Anyway, my Russian obviously wasn’t up to scratch and the books are polish anyway.

So, English translation it was. As many of you will know this is actually a short story collection, which is the first part of the Witcher book series. I’d already watched the tv show, and played a bit of the game, so some of the stories were new to me, and others weren’t.

I liked how the book highlighted the “twisted fairytale” aspect of some of these (e.g Snow White, Rumplestiltskin) – that didn’t really come across so well in the adaptations. I think altogether it was a fun and enjoyable read.

The Farthest Shore, by Ursula Le Guin (Book 3 in the Earthsea Cycle)

Ursula Le Guin made me cry again. I’ve been talking about Le Guin a lot recently, with a friend who’s read a lot of her nonfiction, but none of her fiction, while I’ve for the most part just read the fiction. She’s one of those authors who just seems to get it, and who knows how to use the genre to its full extent. Magic and dragons aren’t just a toy, but a tool to actually say something.

She does that across the board, of course, but Farthest Shore hit me harder than the other Earthsea books have, maybe because imho it’s the saddest so far. There’s a lot about death, acceptance, and time passing, and responsibility in this which I really liked. I feel like it manages to get its themes across in a way that is crystal clear, but not ham-fisted. I loved this book, I really did, but I feel like I will need to read it again in a few years, and I’m sure it will be a different read then.

One of many nice quotes:

“When I was young, I had to choose between the life of being and the life of doing. And I leapt at the latter like a trout to a fly. But each deed you do, each act, binds you to itself and to its consequences, and makes you act again and yet again. Then very seldom do you come upon a space, a time like this, between act and act, when you may stop and simply be. Or wonder who, after all, you are.”

The Black Company, by Glen Cook (Book 1 in the Chronicles of the Black Company)

This was sold to me as the granddaddy of grimdark fantasy, and I can certainly see it. It’s clearly influenced a lot of later fantasy authors (Erikson, Abercrombie, to some extent Martin). Yet somehow it manages to be less explicit, or graphic, than some modern grimdark. It can be pretty gross too, but it knows how to cut away when necessary and is usually smart about implying things. I also really liked the basic concept of following characters who work for the Dark Lord (or Dark Lady in this case). The characters themselves are interesting enough – in this first book we don’t go super in depth on a lot of them, but the ones we’re stuck with are decent, and the story holds. Still, I felt like this was more a worldbuilding book than a character book, if that makes sense. And I did like the world. It’s appropriately dark and petty and sucks, but hey that’s what we’re here for.

So overall, I enjoyed it and would recommend to anyone who is interested into the more grimdark side of fantasy. Stay away from it if that’s not your thing or you’re super squeamish.

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The Empress of Salt and Fortune, by Nghi Vo

This was a fun little read. I had no idea what to expect going in and I ended up enjoying it. The story follows a nonbinary monk as they go through the affairs of a deceased empress and in discussion with Rabbit, the said empress’s servant, learn her story. The story is mostly told by Rabbit and each section follows a particular object. I liked how that was set up and the way in which the whole picture was slowly revealed to the reader. It’s apparently been read as a feminist story and I can see where that reading comes from, and it was likely intentionally so. It wasn’t the most important part of this to me, but up to you to judge.

I will say though, and this is not the book’s fault, but mine, that reading a story where the POV character uses they/them pronouns was more confusing than I anticipated. I kept expecting there to be more of them at random points in the narrative, and having to backtrack to understand.

It’s a short nice read, but definitely something I feel more comfortable recommending to people here than irl.

Equal Rites, by Terry Pratchett (Discworld)

Not much to say here. Discworld is Discworld and can do no wrong, apparently. This might be one of my favorites so far. Loved Granny to pieces, it was fun, it was funny, it was thoughtful without being heavy. It’s the Discworld, what can you do.

The House in the Cerulean Sea, by T.J. Klune

This was pure tooth-rotting fluff, which I think I kind of needed to balance out my reading. It’s cute, it’s cheesy, it’s wholesome it owns it and is proud of it. It’s very LGBT friendly. It’s a good guys win, bad guys lose, discrimination dies today kind of thing.

I’m surprised it’s not bigger on Tumblr tbh (it’s not non-existent either, I checked, just smaller than expected; maybe it’s too nice?).

Anyway, I did like it, and I’m exaggerating just a little bit on the cheesiness. It’s a sweet little story about a character who would normally be played by Martin Freeman (if a bit chubbier) learning that there is more to life than Rules and Regulations and finding love and a family.

If that’s your sort of thing, give it a shot.

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S5 Ep 4: But His Name Backwards is Nomolos????

World is still kind of a mess, so lets go back to Yugioh, during an arc that is so incredibly tame that no one has died. Not even a little bit. No one has risked the destruction of the ecosystem with Pegasus’ historical fanart drawn on digital playing card. No angry gods have done really anything. They’re all on break.

Except for Pharaoh, but Pharaoh isn’t that angry anymore ever since the Orichalcos thing. He mostly just talks about card matches I couldn’t care less about because it’s Grandpa and Joey.

hey you know what bro just noticed that I haven’t noticed over these past 4 seasons--Look at Yugi and Yami’s hair.

Yugi’s hair has 3 extra floppy down bangs by his eyes. I just always assumed those were the same number as Pharaoh’s bangs--but turns out no, those are Pharoah’s streaks but flopped down.

Which means when he de-charges, his hair just flops over directly into his eyes.

And now I have an urge to animate something for the first time in years (spoiler: I do not have the time to animate this.) because WHY would they never animate this hair flop for us??? The POTENTIAL.

Grandpa spends most of the time saying “Joseph, can you guess what card I’m holding???” and Joey is like “Why would I tell you that? I’m trying to play a game? Would you stop explaining the rules? it’s getting kind of weird.” and I got a little bit of an insight into what the homelife of Yugi Muto must have been like growing up with a Grandpa who is just always talking about cards.

It does explain why Yugi plays so freakin slow, though.

(read more under the cut)

This is clearly just a visual gag but also maybe this is also how the Doctor just gets around?

Speaking of visual gags and getting around, it’s our two most inconsequential minibosses, refusing to leave the series.

Y’all let me know last time that we are in fact, still in America, and I guess this is proof of it, because there’s no other way they could have walked here. I mean Yugioh is real bad at geography but they seem to have a good grasp of a big ass ocean existing betwixt Japan and the US.

Not sure where they got those rad Hobbit outfits, though. If this is their new look, I’ll accept it.

(Yes, this is a new font. Again, I’m trying out stuff to try and make it accessible. I will figure this out before the season is over)

Honestly, I didn’t think Rex and Weevil could get much worse than being dead. Thought that maybe waking up in a hospital bed after joining the Big Bad would be enough of a wake up call to the direction their life is heading.

But, considering that this arc has no real villain so far other than a guy who likes the color purple and bathing in milk...maybe that’s fine. It’s not a BAD thing to play cards, necessarily. This doesn’t make them bad people...it’s what you do with those cards.

Like destroying a Caltrain with it, for instance.

Unless of course, the amount of energy it takes to do a card hologram is the same amount as an NFT, in which case I guess that would make them bad no matter who you play against. But we live in a universe with Noah in it, who probably had enough energy pumped into that orb to fuel like 15 Americas. Fossil fuels seem to be just fine in this universe.

In fact I don’t think it’s ever come up? Surprisingly, Seto Kaiba has never had to deal with an eco terrorist, unless you counted Raphael. That is hella rare for a 90′s early 00′s show. I feel like they were contractually obligated to have at least one fossil fuel episode.

Well, good for the Yugioh universe, who managed to solve the energy crisis off screen. Good for them.

PS Hawkins said this and afterward was like “I just want you kids to appreciate what you’re seeing here today.” and it’s like damn Hawkins. Condescend much? This old guy is like King of Throwing Shade While Appearing to be Helpful.

Anyway, the gimmick of Solomon Muto is that he plays a bunch of history cards. Arthur Hawkins was super excited about it, but I feel like the other kids were like “We straight up have never heard of any of these old ass cards for a reason.”

Bro has informed that this card also sucks ass IRL, and like...I’m not surprised.

(grandpa’s font has also changed to something he’s actually wearing, and to something that is way more legible.)

To think that during the time Grandpa spent trying to get this dragon working, he could have been researching the damn God Cards and helping Pharaoh figure out his past history. Youknow...that history stuff that he devotes his entire life to studying.

Course, maybe Grandpa was smart enough to know NOT do that. I feel like Grandpa putting the brakes on revealing Pharaoh’s history is reason enough to just not open that Pandora’s box, but that will be another arc, I guess. This one we’re just showing some ancient dragon merch to sell toys to kids IRL. Gotta have your episodes to remind you that Yugioh is in fact toys.

Also, Hawkins proceeded to point out to Yugi in a way without literally saying it, that Yugi doesn’t go home often enough to distract his Grandpa with cards.

Which Hawkins followed up by throwing shade at Joey Wheeler for the rest of the match, since he was the only one here who stans Grandpa. You can see who Rebecca gets it from, is what I’m saying.

Joey reveals his only motivation to be here--which should be to get a plane ticket. Like their only reason to be in this tournament is already done?

But his other motivation is silly.

uh huh.

Tristan really did lay this specific dunk in the show. He is being given a plane ticket to do nothing. Wow, Tristan.

At least Joey’s motivation isn’t based on fixing some girl. For once Joey is just doing this for himself and not for a relationship that will never happen for at least several years, or to be a Father for his oblivious Sister. Thank you, show. Course I say that, and there could be another Mai arc right around the corner.

Anyway, there really isn’t much else to say about this arc other than Joey has finally bested his mentor in a card game. Still can’t best Yugi or Pharaoh or Seto or hell, probably even Tea or Mokuba if they ever pulled out cards again...

...but he bested Grandpa, who got polished off by being beaten up by several thug-like holograms.

Not sure why he fell over other than...something in the holograms must be real in this universe. There’s no other reason this would happen!

(honestly I can’t handle Grandpa’s face. It looks. SO BAD. There’s something offsetting about it that I really do not like, and I think it’s the eyes and the tiny nose and the very skeletal bone structure--I don't like it)

Like every person here is convinced that Yugi’s grandpa is one step away from keeling over and it’s low key hilarious to me. The man has died and been resurrected. You think Pegasus did that bad of a job??? Grandpa Muto will likely outlive all of you.

This show really can’t lift Joey without taking two more punches to get him back down. Like the show keeps telling me that Joey is a complete idiot, and he kind of is, but I want to point out that he is a talented idiot who was second in most of the tourney’s he’s been in and he should have killed Marik straight up if he wasn’t like struck by lightning first.

Yes, he got distracted and raced after Mai last season so he prematurely died, but that was clearly just a phase because I don’t see Mai here.

Yes, in the actual show, they each said “ohhhh” and it’s like...the brain damage on these kids. We need to get them back to school.

I think there’s like 30+ other characters introduced but the only ones I know are Rex, Weevil, Leon, and...the girl who hugged Yugi once? I don’t remember her name. But they’re probably next. I feel like this is a bit of a slower arc, but hey, if anything it’s easier for me to cap.

anyway, if you just got here, this is a link to read these in Chrono Order!

https://steve0discusses.tumblr.com/tagged/yugioh/chrono

I’ll have you know I wrote this whole thing thinking Nomolos is a Fleet Foxes song and it hellllllllla got stuck in my head, but it turns out the word I was thinking of is Mykonos.

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#ygo #yugioh #yu gi oh #recap #photo recap #S5 #Ep4 #Yugi muto #joey Wheeler #Grandpa muto #solomon muto #tea gardner #tristan taylor #duke devlin #Mokuba Kaiba #professor hawkins #at least this duel was short

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