#bringing it up to anyone he talks to oh my godddd

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oh godddd #13 was so good!!! dinner is gonna be so awkward between koo and oc 😭 or theyre gonna be giggling abt it

guess u should read this to find out!

i didn’t have the time to betaread and add more inner dialogue and stuff so sorry if its not like the others

taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #14

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did he really just

exit the tent ? with a TENT in his PANTS?

oh he gives no fucks?

wait why are you even worried about him?

YOU NEED TO GET OUT THERE TOO

They’re gonna come looking for you

you quickly adjust your clothes and crawl out of the tent a few moments after jungkook

you use your phone to check what you look like, fixing any out of place hairs and wiping the tears off your cheeks

the stickiness in your leggings is impossible to ignore but whatever right?

you slowly make your way to the table

yoongi’s waving at you

right

yoongi

YOONGI

you stupid slut

how could you?

you go to sit down next to him, smiling at the fact he once again saved you a spot <3

but this time jungkook isn’t across from you

:)

he’s

right next to you :)

so yoongi to your right… jungkook to your left

wow

this is uhhhh

gonna be fun.

😂😂😂😂😂

don’t laugh.

“i was looking for you but you disappeared for a while.” the older man leans into your side to whisper into your ear

you glance at him. “sorry, yoongi. i thought i’d lost my powerbank, i kept searching for it in my suitcase.”

that lie left your mouth too easily you dirty liar

he nods in understanding. “did you end up finding it?”

you nod your head.

“bummer.”

you frown as the word leaves his mouth. “why is that a bad thing?”

“cause it would’ve given me the chance to invite you into my tent and offer it to you so you can use it.”

fuck ur gonna fucking melt

he’s so

YOOONGIIIIII

holy shit

yeah.

“oh, did i mention when i found it again, it was broken? i might have to take you up on that offer anyway,” you say as you nudge him with your elbow

he laughs and shakes his head, gently swatting your elbow away

he ends up wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you in close, whispering, “don’t start something you can’t finish, y/n.”

your cheeks instantly heat up as his breath hits your ear

he’s so close

you slap his thigh. “how do you know i won’t finish it?”

he lowly chuckles and gosh the sound is so sultry. “i’m not sayin–”

your body suddenly gets pulled out of his enbrace

“can you pass me the napkins?”

you frown.

did jungkook just

forcefully tug you out of yoongi’s embrace?

to ask for napkins??

you turn your head to stare at him in disbelief but yoongi is already handing the napkins to jungkook

for fucks sake

if anyone’s gonna make it obvious it’s that little shit

see what you said??? childish!!!

jungkook quietly thanks yoongi and continues to eat without even so much as glance at you

dumbass.

did he really come sit at the table with a hard-on?

you bring your attention back to your plate of food and start eating, listening to the crazy stories taehyung is telling everyone

“you’re gonna go to the store with jungkook cause we don’t have any paper plates or bread for breakfast tomorrow.” taehyung pulled you to the side to say this

you click your tongue in annoyance. “why do i have to go with jungkook? why can’t you?”

“cause i’m not the one refusing to talk to him.”

you screech, “i talk to him!”

“with all that attitude!” he retorts, “listen, just go easy on him, alright? i know what i said about him but he’s still a sensitive guy, you know? he’s not all that bad, or else he wouldn’t be my friend. you know that.”

he continues, “i just regret giving you this wrong impression of him. he’s been through a lot, i just didn’t want any drama between you two but that clearly backfired.” he sighs. “just… give the guy a chance to show you his true colors. he’s not a bad guy.”

been through a lot?

that reminds you

of the moment in his tent when he showed you his tattoos

and completely shut you out when you asked about his mother’s opinion on his tattoos

what happened to her?

“what do you mean he’s been through a lot?”

he looks around to make sure no one’s listening. “i’ll tell you a bit more about it after you’ve returned. now, chop chop. go before that store closes.”

ughhh

when you start heading toward where the car is parked

jungkook is already leaning against the hood of the car, seemingly waiting for you

you approach him and enter via the passenger seat without another glance at him

he gets in too and buckles his seatbelt

so do you

and he starts driving off

he doesn’t even look up any way to reach the store

does he remember how to get there?

that’s pretty hot.

the ride is silent and the boner in his pants is hard to ignore so you make sure to constantly stare out the window

it’s quiet

uncomfortably quiet

“what would you have done if isabella caught us?” you break the silence

you see him glancing at you in your peripheral vision but you refuse to look at him

he shrugs his shoulders. “it’s not any of her business.”

your head snaps in his direction. “you don’t think you owe an explanation to the people you’re sleeping with?”

he clicks his tongue. “who said i’m sleeping with her?”

you frown. “stop being vague. are you fucking her or not?”

“why do you care?” he quips

“i don’t, i’m just–”

he shrugs his shoulders. “are you fucking yoongi?”

what???

“what?”

“are you fucking yoongi, yes or no?” his hand slides over the steering wheel so effortlessly and it’s so fucking hot

“why does that matter?” you try to backtrack

“it doesn’t, that’s my point.”

damn

he kinda gagged you😭

you cross your arms over your chest and look out the window again. “well, y’all are overly friendly, i thought maybe you were still sleeping with her.”

he shrugs his shoulders again.“does it matter to you who i’m sleeping with?”

you say, “no, it doesn’t.”

yes, it does

“then why do you ask?”

you sigh and glance at him again. “if i say yes, would you honestly answer me?”

“yes, i would.”

you decide not to go in on it any further.

the rest of the ride there is quiet

when you arrive, you both get out but instantly notice the swarm of men by the entrance

jungkook instinctively places his hand on your lower back as he leads you inside the store

the men stare at you like you’re a fucking peace of meat and it’s sickening

you go look for paper plates but jungkook doesn’t want to leave your side

“if you go look for the bread, we can be out of here faster.” you hum as you look around

he scoffs. “you’re fucking ill if you think i’m leaving you unattended like last time.”

oh?

you didn’t know that whole thing still bothered him

you don’t say anything else about it as you look for what you came for, jungkook constantly in your wake as he intently looks around the store

you sigh. “you’re not my bodyguard, you know.”

“you’re my responsibility.”

huh?

no literally what?

you frown. “me? a grown woman? a woman older than you? your responsibility?”

you hate that they act like you’re not an adult

it’s starting to piss you off

“it’s not about who’s older or not, y/n. it’s about the fact that i need to be able to protect you.”

you fully turn your body to him to dace him. “i don’t fucking need protection.”

he stops scanning the store and he looks down at you. “i’m not saying you need protection, i’m saying your friends sent you with me to an unknown area because they trust me to protect you if something were to happen.”

you glare at him and fight the urge to roll your eyes. “how about you be responsible and take care of your erection that’s been hard for an hour?”

he scoffs. “you thinkin’ about my dick?”

“you’ve been brushing it against my ass for the past three minutes, so yes, i am.” you roll your eyes as you turn your back to him again and continue to search for what you came for

he glances down at his pants for a second before letting his eyes roam around the store. “sorry, i’m not trying to do anything weird to you but i just want to stay close to you because of those weirdos, alright?” he angles his hips away from you

you know he’s not doing it on purpose but damn

a few of the men outside have entered the store and you can’t say you don’t notice them staring

you continue to search but jungkook has seemingly gotten even closer to you, both hands on your waist from behind as he continues to guard your back and rear

😒

like…

annoying as fuck!!

girl you know damn well you’re liking that shit

ANYWAYS!!!

you finally have what you need

so you head toward the counter but jungkook already has his card pulled out and presses into the payment terminal

you know… you never noticed until now but

it seems like he’s got quite a bit of money but how? he’s still a student and as far as you know, he doesn’t have a part time job

his part time job is eating pussy apparently

jungkook leads you out the store with the bag in his hand, arm still wrapped around your waist as you walk with him to the car

the other men are still staring at you, even watching as you enter the car

jungkook stands outside your door as you get in before slamming it shut and jogging around the front of the car to get in the driver’s seat

“y/n,” he says

you hum in response and turn your head to look at him

but before you know it, his hand is cupping your cheek and he gently presses his lips to yours

oh

wait

he’s kissing you

you pull away after a few seconds. “what are you doing?”

“sorry for doing that without your permission but at least now they’re not staring anymore,” he buckles his seatbelt and starts the car with an air of nonchalance

you glance at the men and it’s true, they aren’t

so, he kissed you to get the men to stop staring

not because he wanted to kiss you

that’s good

it’d be weird if he wanted to kiss you!!

right?

jungkook starts driving out of the parking lot and back on the road

it’s quiet

music in the background

but the tension is directly speaking to you

your eyes slowly trail to his sweatpants and his bulge is actively staring back at you

damn

should you reciprocate?

he hasn’t mentioned it at all

like he doesn’t expect you to reciprocate

and he didn’t fingerfuck you in his tent just to get a favor back

but

you

really want to

“pull over.”

he glances at you and then frowns at the road. “what?”

“i said pull over.”

concern flickers on his face. “are you feeling sick or something? do you need to throw up? cause i have a weak stomach, i’ll throw up too–”

“just pull over, for fuck’s sake.”

he ends up listening to you, pulling over on this dark empty road is kinda scary

you unbuckle your seatbelt and reach over his lap, pressing the button next to him that locks all the doors

“what are you doing?” he asks, utterly confused

you look into his confused eyes for a moment

“let me make you feel good.” you use the same words he did to you so he gets the memo

he blinks at you a few times until realization sets on his face. “you know you don’t have to do that, right?”

“i know i don’t, you freak.” you get on your knees on the passenger seat and slowly bend forwards, face closing in on his as you flash him your siren eyes. “i want to.”

he stares at you dumbfounded for a few seconds, eyes occasionally dropping to your lips

“shit, fuck, okay,” he breathes out as he tucks his fingers around the hem of his sweats and lifts his hips off the seat to drag his sweats down

you glance at his calvin klein boxers

again

is he rich or something???

something isn’t adding up

your mouth already starts salivating

GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!

“hey,” he says, pulling you out of your trance

your eyes travel back up to meet his

“you don’t have to do this, okay?”

“and let you have all the fun?” a smirk tugs on the corners of your lips as you reach for the hem of his boxers.

he echoes, “all the fun?”

“hmm, you’re so sure i’ll be wrapped around your finger. it’s your fault i’m determined to watch you break under me too.”

ah

he chuckles quietly, chest puffing. “okay, then, y/n. challenge accepted.”

to be continued

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27.1.2024

—nsfw + chapter 5 spoilers (+ a dash of dark humour)

*Spongebob narrator voice* ah, Bikini Bottom Leviathan's H-scene. One I've been looking forward to, excitedly so. And since this chapter had a fair slice of tragedy, it was sealed with an H-scene as a treat. That's not going to heal the angsty feelings, but into it I shall dive. Look, it rhymes lots of aquatic vocabulary

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intro: the scene's intro screen shows that Leviathan still has his shirt on. And you know what? WHAT A TURN-ON, THAT'S WHAT

update I: Hades Studios present 'The Sick Chicken' no but I like him SO MUCH. His attitude is a breath of fresh air pun intended but the reasons that played a role in forming it are so sad

update II: MWAHAHAHA GO HARDER ON HER

update III: *clapping like a madwoman* BRAVO, BRAVO! That's really hot of him, you know. Everything about this is sending me to heaven except for the fact that someone like me obviously can't so much as set a toe on the grounds of Paradise because it doesn't exist but I mean, COME. ON. The way he let his hand move from her neck to her chin? 'Glowering at you as though he would burn the mark off with his gaze alone'? HOLY FUCKKKK <3

update IV: GOD NO THIS IS TOO HOT GOD WOOHOOOOOO

update V: man oh man he's so MMMM

update VI: RAAAAAA

update VII: he speaks to me on a spiritual level trying not to inject angst into this by bringing up what caused him to feel this way So, Leviathan. You, me, parking lot, 'who hates people more' contest, 5PM. I'm not hanging anyone tho maybe actually, scratch that. We're hanging horrible people together like we're Harley Quinn and the Joker, baby

update VIII: pfff 'how fair of you' His reaction, though? So confident. So fucking sexy. Yours truly is already a dead girl, but at the moment she's dying, dying, dying beyond death And wdym 'he smirked, but even then he was so beautiful yada yada' like dude, he's more beautiful BECAUSE he's smirking, BECAUSE of his arrogant spite

update IX: I'm really glad she considered his feelings and didn't immediately agree to have sex with him. Truth be told, this came as quite the pleasant surprise, because while she does have moments in which she's considerate, I don't view this particular MC as someone who's truly capable of being sensitive to others that much. Sure, she didn't directly agree to sleep with Belial when he offered because she thought he was still unwell, but here I honestly still expected her to just jump right in and not think twice about Leviathan's feelings, so I was very happy when she said this instead; she didn't focus on the fact that he dislikes her, but rather on not risking hurting him should he not want to do this with her. He's definitely attracted to you though, MC. He's just not on good terms with the concept of expressing his feelings relatable as fuck I know how this may have sounded harsh or mean of me—and it's not meant to be offend anyone—but the truth is that this MC wasn't created with 'gentle and sweet' in mind; the way her brain is hardwired to tirelessly daydream about sexual things has lead her to be insensitive at times (with painfully questionable intelligence to top it off, sorry) as seen in certain instances.

update X: kinda cute. Juuuust a little bit. ...that straightforwardness is edible

update XI: he's brutally honest and his gestures are subtle, and that makes them so sensual. In other words, THIS TICKLES MY FANCY

update XII: he says something like this with an expression like that. YEEEES he looks so sweetly smug too godddd Also: lol @ 'you MAY turn me on' = [access permitted]

update XIII: my point exactly

update XIV: his attitude is so good. SO good. He's domineering and deliberately giving her a hard time lol sufferrrr, MC on a sadder note, he also won't talk about himself because it's really hard for him to give his trust after what happened to him...

update XV: I can stand behind that. I LIKE it. Vibe with it, agree with it. I REALLY DOOO

update XVI: he...really just asked her to hit and choke him, didn't he? [MASOCHISTIC TARGET LOCATED] sometimes physical pain feels nice, Leviathan, I getchu, but being hit and strangled isn't a brand of pain I would, um, choose for myself. Whatever makes u hard happy tho, ig. Rock on, king

update XVII: the jealousyyyyy <3

update XVIII: 'Leviathan thought he was going crazy' You know who's also going to go crazy reading this? ME. My God, this many screenshots and the railing hasn't started yet

update XIX: to be honest, I'm not fond of choking, slapping, spanking, and the like, so I'm most likely not going to like what's coming next much lol but let's move on, shall we now?

update XX: damn, he's provoking her so hard to make her beat the fuck out of him, and lo and behold, he's getting what he wants. She might as well just tear his soul out at this rate or send him to his maker but where the hell is God? jk jk this chapter made it clear that Leviathan can take a shit ton of hits trauma and stay alive good god it's the blackness of my soul my dark humour speaking forgive me omfg it's not me I swear I s—I SAID WHAT I SAID This part is kinda funny so far, what with how MC has gone batshit insane on him. That being said, it's really nice how she cares about Minhyeok so much that it's the foundation of her rage and the reason Satan's wrath burns in her, urging her to harm Leviathan in a frenzy after he said ruthless things about Minhyeok. Meanwhile, Leviathan is so busy trying to get turned on that he's neither jealous nor envious of that lmao

update XXI: this is going to sound weird coming from me when I'm somewhat of a sadist who likes dark themes, loves horror and gore, and enjoys seeing torture in certain scenarios do I sound like the freak I am yet? and when I just made such a fucked up joke with good intentions too, but...MC hurting Leviathan over and over like this summons a feeling of discomfort and remorse in my heart even if I completely put away my dislike for consensual violence in sexual acts. Leviathan's past and the possible psychological implications behind his fondness of undergoing physical harm make this part somewhat painful to read, because perhaps his arousal from being hurt has something to do with what he went through as a child (i.e. it may be a coping mechanism of a sort). When I think of it that way, coupled with the horrific aspects of his childhood—the pain being inflicted on him messes with my emotions. Then again, this could just be his personal preference and not have deeper meanings. Either way, the game holds true to its themes and maintains excellent dark perspectives, and as I always say, I'll never dislike that. In fact, PB better keep these founding concepts intact.

update XXII: oh god DON'T STOMP HIS PP NOT THE PP STAY AWAY FROM PP HE NEEDS IT YOU NEED IT

update XXIII: no but EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS MOSTLY THE DRIPPING HORNS (AS ALWAYS) AND HIM UNBUCKLING HIS OWN PANTS (AS SHE WATCHES TOO LORD MY KINK'S DEVOURING THIS) AND THE PRE AND— GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA Why is his horns' liquid not white like the others, though?

update XXIV: THAT EXPRESSION THE CONTRAST WITH HIS NORMAL SELF MC, GIRLLLLLL BITE THAT TONGUE

update XXV: "HOW DARE YOU FEEL PLEASED?!"—MC to Leviathan of Hades, 2024 She's going to choke him to death rip him apart piece after piece, limb by limb, shred upon shred Ronové would back her up nicely oh god it's the dark humour again excuse me But it's so damn sexy how he's the one controlling her, yet she's the one wrecking him

update XXVI: YOOOO I'M GONNA DIE THIS IS SO GOOD THIS IS SO—

update XXVII: PP goes 'fwop'

update XXVIII: he is SUCH a mess YESSSS u should get even messier, Leviathan, you MUST

update XXIX: he insists on making eye contact no matter what. FUCK YES. And the teasing? FUCK YEAHHHHH

update XXX: I LOVE I SAID I LOVE—

update XXXI: so, so hot YAAAAAA

update XXXII: her wrapping her arms around his neck and then both of them just being so dazed out of their minds that the no-more-strangling move is not bothersome anymore...*sigh* pls feed me moreeeeee

update XXXIII: bro 'frantically licked' sent me. MC, slurping on Leviathan's horn like her life depends on it: boy am I thirsty The horns are a blessing, they're everything. And he's so messed up by the lick lick what she's doing that he can't even form a sentence (likely an insult to hide how fucked out of his mind that made him feel)

update XXXIV: THIS JUST FED ME MORE FR FR MY STOMACH HURTSSS HE'S DESPERATE and dang, I didn't know even hearts could reach climax. You learn something new everyday lol nah, I get what they mean So fucking hot how they kept kissing until they couldn't breathe my kind of thing a VERY pleasing display of Leviathan's kink, yes

update XXXV: squelch...squelch...squish squish, slurp slurp, anyone? Guess this writing style wasn't reserved for Tartaros's boys after all :( Bimet and I are fake-crying in the distance

update XXXVI: does he mean the tormenting or the fucking? Because if he's referring to sex, I offer Minhyeok my condolences. MC's never going to fuck you senseless or at all, hon. Sorry, but u should've known better, BFF boy :( I know no mercy

update XXXVII: Leviathan feeling happy because of her reply and him replying with "good. It should stay like that"? So possessiveeee <3 no more images fit Kinda melting over how his envy didn't flare up and anger him like it did in the beginning 'cause the brutality sex softened him for the moment

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+notes: I was violently wishing for a Leviathan's-clothes-are-still-on-during-sex CG, so when the CG came up and there was no MC on top of him, I was disappointed for a short minute short because then I looked at his face and his godly position spread legs and how he's on the ground like that...mmm lol

It's a change of pace, new. For WHB, at least—since it isn't like previous CGs—but it's heart-throbbing in its own way; seeing cold, pretty Leviathan on the floor like that, meek with his red cheeks...slurp a delicacy.

Ahem, anyways. The CG took me down memory lane somewhat, back to my first otome-playing-days from about 10+ years ago. Whenever the 'Happy Ending' CG was of the male lead alone, I always disliked that because I WANTED TO SEE *THE COUPLE* DOING THINGS, DAMMIT (even though the wildest things players saw characters do in CGs back in those days were mostly kisses lol until they got more daring, that is).

So yeah, while I did feel sort of disappointed when I first saw this CG, while I do prefer CGs like those of previous H-scenes, and while I still wish I could've seen Leviathan and MC in action, at the same time this CG is *chef's kiss* for obvious reasons and also due to how I feel like it suits Leviathan very well in a way. He's built walls about his heart and boundaries around himself, so it's as though the game won't let players see him like they did the men before him (in the main story), if that makes sense. I'm also hoping his shirt stayed on during sex

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edit: I just inspected opened the CG in the album for a, um, better view and...MC is grabbing Leviathan's PP? Yeeeeeeaaaaaaaah that's so YESSSS RAAAAAA

#what in “hell” is bad #what in hell is bad #whb #whb leviathan #what in hell is bad diaries

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Finally

Dieter Bravo x Female Reader 

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Word Count: 7.7k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI) brief mentions of drugs and drug use, alcohol consumption, flirty Dieter, lost puppy Dieter (I’m feral), slightly sub Dieter, slightly dom reader, dirty talk, size kink, tiny voice kink, praise kink (Dieter likes it, I just know my baby does), hair pulling (baby boy receiving), unprotected vaginal sex. 

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A/N: holy shit I have been WAITING to write a Dieter fic oh my godddd babbyyyyy!!!!!!! 

This one-shot takes place at the end of the movie “The Bubble”, when the Cliff Beasts 6 cast is walking the red carpet. In this fic, Dieter does not end up with Anika, you’re more like his Anika (;

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The flashing lights, the loud cheers, the vibrant colors and booming microphones, all of it incredibly overwhelming but in the very best of ways. And although there are cameras and co-stars and actors everywhere, you can’t help but feel like the center of attention. You weren’t even in the movie, just part of the production, a lead designer for the production, actually. Regardless, you still shined when you walked down that carpet.

You chose a trumpet evening dress for the occasion, which was floor length and cinched around your waistline to accentuate your hips. The attire was made of silk and sparkling beads which followed the outline of its sweetheart neckline. A high slit followed your left leg all the way up to your hip, and both of your short sleeves hung off your shoulders. It was by far the most expensive dress you owned, and with your success as part of the “Cliff Beasts 6” production team, you have high hopes to buy more in the near future. And while you admire your dress and the surrounding scenery, you hear your name called through the crowd.

“We have a few questions for you and the designs you put together for Cliff Beasts 6!”

With a bright smile on your face, you stride over to the interviewer, more than happy to give your expertise and insight. And while on your way over to them, only a mere few steps, you catch a glimpse of him in your peripheral.

He’s like a lost puppy, following you with his eyes as if he can’t even help it. They fixate on you, those deeply brown eyes, watching you walk across the carpet. It makes you smile a little brighter, makes your confidence bloom a little bigger, knowing that you have his attention without even trying. So, before reaching the interviewer, you turn your head to the left, flashing him a smile and a quick wink.

Inside, Dieter burns with a flustered sense of embarrassment. Not only was he just caught staring at you, but… you winked, too? Was that friendly? Was it flirty? The beat steadily thumping in his chest is now picking up its previously steady pace, a feeling of heat suddenly washing over him. With a quick lick of his lower lip, he turns away, trying to find something else – anything else, to distract him.

But after two shots and a few puffs from his co-star’s joint, he still can’t bring himself to take his eyes off of you. And people notice, too, how could they not? He’s had a thing for you ever since the second night on set. He’d be roaming around looking for anyone as desperate as him for a few minutes in bed. He hadn’t met you before then, laying his eyes on you as he barged into the dining hall. You shocked him, mesmerized him, and yet… he couldn’t bring himself to ask you to join him in his bed. Rejection wasn’t something that phased him, not in the slightest, but the abrupt pang of worry he felt at the possibility of receiving your rejection suddenly and unwelcomingly filled his veins on that second night.

On the third night, he saw you on the set, realizing your role as production designer. And on that third night, he worked up the courage to find you, but found no luck. On the fourth night though, it was like he struck gold, finding you on a spiral staircase toward the back of the hotel. You’d been smoking a blunt, sitting by yourself and pondering life. Each day that passed slowly became more and more difficult, what with the pompous actors and incredibly ridiculous directors, and you needed some sense of reprieve. And somehow, Dieter ended up joining you. You shared what was left of the joint you’d rolled and ended up talking about life, your conversation eventually growing into something much deeper than originally intended. And since then, you considered yourselves friends. 

But you don’t want to consider yourselves friends; Dieter is such a sweet man, but to be completely honest, you wanted more than that. And that’s your main focus tonight, opening the door for something more. So, with a deep breath, you take your first steps toward him, keeping this goal in mind. 

“Hi,”

“Oh!” Dieter slightly chokes, jumping back and moving his hand up to wipe his mouth. “H – hey, uh… hey.”

He turns to look at you, now seeing your amused expression as you raise a single brow high above your smirk.

“You okay?” you ask, sliding into the empty seat beside him at the bar.

“Yeah,” he replies with a rough sigh and a quick smile. He gives you a nod, moving to lean his arm against the countertop. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

He’s trying to play it off but god damn, he could not be more flustered. That first conversation between the two of you got him hooked – you had so much in common. Of course, you were beautiful beyond reason, but you had so much more to offer than just that. It was your sense of humor, the way you viewed the world and the way you could make him laugh, really laugh. You had an elegant air about you, and because of this, your more humorous side truly shocked him. But in the best way he could’ve ever known.

“How’re you doing?” you ask with a smile before turning your attention to the man behind the counter. You order yourself a drink, something that Dieter memorizes.

“Good! It’s been… eventful.”

“I know, crazy busy.” You reply, thanking the bartender as he hands you your drink. “I’m surprised I’ve been asked to do so many interviews. I’m not even one of the actors.” You give a flustered laugh, a small sense of warmth creeping into your cheeks. This night has been more than you’d even hoped for.

“Of course they want to interview you.”

His comment makes you look up, tilting your head in wonder.

“Your designs are beautiful, they’re brilliant.” He shrugs, speaking casually even though he’s burning up inside.

Jesus Christ, he’s trying not to make it obvious, but the way that dress hugs your body is filling his own with need. The color looks perfect on you, and the shape of the overall piece compliments you in the very best of ways. He can also see more cleavage on you than he’s ever seen before. He knew you had more to show than those turtle-neck shirts had to offer.

“Hm,” you sigh, giving him a once-over as he briefly glances away. “Thanks, hun.”

That nickname makes his head shoot to the side, now looking right back at you. The tilt of your head is still there, but it’s not giving the air of innocent wonder that it did before. This time, it is flirty, your smirk and the slight nibble on the corner of your lip finally doing him in.

The suit Dieter is currently dressed in, well… it’s the nicest thing you’ve ever seen him in. And although you’ve only known him for a few months, you literally saw him every day for more than sixty days, and he never wore anything close to this. His beard is dark and still as scruffy as ever, his hair thick and pulled upwards in a way that suits him.

As your mind is running circles about the man in front of you, a thought wiggles its way in. Out of the corner of your eye, you see the mark of your lipstick left on your glass.

“Would you mind keeping an eye on this for me?” you ask, holding your drink out to him. “Just for a sec.” 

“Sure,” he mumbles, looking down at the liquor as he takes your glass. His gaze then flickers up, his jaw nearly dropping, though he quickly catches it.

Your hands rise to your sweetheart neckline, tugging the middle of it down just a tad and exposing more of your chest to him. In one slow motion, you slide out your tube of lipstick. It’s a nude shade, a color that goes perfectly with that of your dress. But what you don’t realize is part of your bandeau bra became noticeable to him when you swiped your small piece of makeup out, and he’s doing his best not to fucking drool. He can’t help himself – he’s staring directly at your chest, openly, helplessly, shamelessly. And when you see him, your smirk only grows wider.

“Like what you see, handsome?”

“Hm?” he asks, raising his brows as he returns his eyeline to your own.

Both Dieter’s top and bottom lips fold inward, trying to appear innocent although he knows he was caught in the act.

“Hm…” you hum playfully before him, gently taking your drink back into your own hand before you stand.

“You know,” you say to him, glancing down before looking back up. Even in heels, he’s taller than you. Fuck. “I heard you asking around a few times, during the production, for people to go back to your room with you. And, for some reason, I’m starting to wonder what it looks like inside…”

Dieter swallows, pushing down his nerves. “Probably, I mean, most of them are the same. It’s a hotel, I mean, that’s usually how it goes.” He shrugs, glancing at his feet as he pushes his sunglasses further up on the bridge of his nose.

Does… does he not understand what you’re saying? Whatever. Just… try again.

“Yeah, you’re probably right. But you never know, sometimes they put stars in more lavish suites. I bet it’s nicer than mine…”

“Um, uh, yeah. Maybe.” He sighs out, looking back up to your gorgeously mesmerizing face, and taking his time as he does it.

Dieter’s dark chocolate orbs trail up your figure, still completely oblivious to the hints you’re putting out. He doesn’t think you’d want him; not like that. Not in general, to be honest.

“I’d like to see it.” you’re trying to be more and more obvious with this, but it’s almost like he’s refusing to accept it.

“Um, r – really?” he asks, his voice slightly softer as it cracks a bit. No way, there’s no fucking way she’s interested in me.

“Mm-hm,” you nod with a smile, watching his lips reunite as he swallows. “Do you want to come with me?”

Oh my fucking god. Cum? Cum with her? She wants me to cum with her?

In his slightly buzzed state, Dieter’s center sends a shockingly powerful pound through his system, slightly misinterpreting your words. But when he finally realizes it’s his heartbeat, it nearly drops to his stomach when he witnesses your next move.

“Dieter,” you coo to him, taking the hand twice as big as yours from hanging by his side, now guiding it to the slit of your dress. Gently, you place his palm onto your skin, and it makes him gasp. He can feel how soft you are, and you can feel how warm he is. “Do you want me in your room? In your bed… with you?”

“I… fuck.” He breathes out, his eyes not once leaving your own. Then, he nods. All he can do is nod.

“Baby,” you then say, keeping your hand over his and moving to hold your other out, palm-side up. “Give me your key card.”

Again, he gulps, reaching into his back pocket with his free hand and retrieving the card for you. He places it in your palm, again, without breaking your eye contact.

“Good,” is the next word that slips softly from your lips. “Now,” you whisper, taking his hand in yours as you stand. “Follow me.”

Like the soft baby Dieter Bravo truly is, he trails behind you, allowing you to lead him out of the ballroom where the carpet is set, and down the hall to the elevators that lead to your rooms. You press the button carefully, glancing over at him while still holding his hand. And when he feels your gaze, he looks back down at you, a look of pleasant surprise still on his face. All you do is chuckle lightly, hearing the soft ding and now moving to step inside.

Once inside, you turn to face him, sliding his keycard into your bra close to where your lipstick is. He watches with intent, completely gawking at the small show you’re once again giving him. When it’s fixed into your clothes, you look up at him, reaching out and placing both of your palms on his chest.

“Dieter…” you begin, trailing a finger down the center of his upper torso. “You look so good tonight, baby.”

Baby. You’ve never called him baby before. It makes his mouth fall open. And you take advantage of that, running your pointer finger over his incredibly soft bottom lip, the simple touch making him quiver inside. 

“So handsome… I like seeing you in a suit.”

“Really?” he asks, his voice gruff as he stares down at you.

With a sure smile, your hands rise, lifting to hold either side of his face while you lean into him. Your eyes fixate on his mouth, his lips still parted in awe. You give him a small nod, slowly rising to meet him. 

Before he can even fully register it, his body takes over, both of Dieter’s strong hands falling to your hips and squeezing when your lips meet. The firmness of his hold makes you moan, your hands moving to the back of his neck to press him into you. But you don’t really have to do that much, because in a few steps, he’s backing you against the elevator wall.

“Fuck,” he mumbles against you, his lips meeting yours repeatedly and fervently.

Without even looking, you guide his hand down to the slit of your dress again, returning his warm skin to where you had placed it all but ten minutes ago. Only this time, he acts of his own accord, rising higher when your much smaller hand leaves. It’s delicate and slow, almost experimental. He smiles when you gasp quietly into the kiss, feeling Dieter’s thicker digits trace the outline of your panties as they rest snug on your hip. Almost naturally, you roll your hips forward, forcing a small sigh from his lips.  He doesn’t explore any further though; he isn’t sure how far you’re willing to go. For all he knows, you could just want to makeout with him and go. But hey, he’ll take it. 

“Oh,” your mouth opens fully this time as you gasp before him, feeling his hips rub firmly against you. And when he does it, you can hear him groan.

“Hm…” you giggle quietly. “I knew I’d like that.”

“Hm?” he mumbles against you, feeling your lips curl while pressing against his.

Your right hand floats to the back of his neck, urging him down to yours so you can speak. Happily, he complies, breathlessly following your cues and attaching his lips to your skin. You expect him to be gentle like he has been so far, but his teeth immediately scrape across your throat, his lips already sucking marks onto your skin. He’s pressing himself against you, rolling his body over yours as much as you’ll allow him to, for as long as you’ll allow him to.

You sigh happily when you feel the damp heat of his tongue, his small whimpers and moans. All these pretty noises, and you haven’t even truly touched him yet. Did no one go back to his room with him? Has he not had sex in so long? Or are his reactions purely due to the fact that this is happening with you? 

“I knew I’d like the sound of it,” you whisper to him, continuing to hold the back of his neck, your other hand falling to his hip and curling around to land on his ass. “Knew I’d like how you sound when you moan.”  

Before Dieter can respond, the doors open off to the side, prompting him to pull back from you. His glasses still on, he looks to the doors, then down at you, releasing you from his hold as you do the same. With an excited sigh, you smile, taking his hand once again as you lead him out of the lift and into the hall. And, once again, like a puppy on a leash, he follows your lead. When you took his keycard, a quick glance told you the number of his room. And it happens to only be a few doors down from yours.

“Why don’t you open the door, baby?” you ask, turning to him once you’re in front of his room.

Your palms return to Dieter’s broad chest, watching his lips come together with another nervous gulp. Blatantly, his eyes drop to your chest. 

“You, um…” he closes his mouth while breathing out through his nose, his fingers flexing at his sides. “You have it.”

“I know,” you nod, staring at his gorgeous face while he continues eyeing your breasts. “Don’t you want to go inside?”

Dieter nods, completely fixated on the flesh spilling over the neckline of your dress. Hesitantly, he reaches up, but then he stops, taking a glance backward and around him.

“Are, are you sure? Here?”

“Yes, Dieter.” You coo to him, grabbing both of his hands and placing them directly on your breasts. “Touch me.”

A helpless breath chokes its way out of his throat as his fingers curl ever so slightly around your curves. His jaw drops, those smooth and pouty lips only inches from your own. Those same digits creep up to the hem of your dress, dipping just below your neckline to grab his room’s keycard. You smirk as he does it, doing your best to breathe steadily as you feel his bare fingers on your skin, on your chest. He pulls the metallic card out, doing so languidly and holding it with both hands when he’s fully removed it from the fabric.

He looks so cute, standing there like a lost puppy. His chest shakes as he breathes in, reminiscing in the feeling of your smooth tits as he dragged his digits across your skin. 

“Oh,” you sigh, reaching up to place your palm on his cheek and stroke him softly. “You’re such a baby, Dieter. Do you want me to take care of you… baby?”

Quicker than the last few times, he nods, watching as you guide his hand up to slide the card through the slit above the doorknob, now unlocking the room’s entrance for you.

Keeping your eyes on his, you walk through the door, Dieter following closely behind you. Simultaneously, you tap the door shut with your feet while the rest of your body returns to him. He welcomes you more openly this time, still surprised by your advances but now choosing to take it and fucking run with it.

“Dee,” you breathe out, your fingers running up the sides of his head through his hair. It’s a small nickname, almost small enough to be insignificant. But no one else calls him that, he’s never had anyone call him that. It’s simple and cute, and from the first time you said it, the single syllable makes him melt into a puddle at your shoes. 

“Yeah?”

More than aware of his slightly intoxicated state, you decide to be up front with him. Thinking back to the words you so often heard him speak, do you want to have sex with me?, you decide to reciprocate that growing need. 

“I want to have sex with you.”

“Oh… god,” he breathes out, his hands returning to your hips and backing you against the nearest wall. “Finally.”

His mouth isn’t simply connecting with yours or even moving with yours, it’s now molding to yours. The two of you move in unison, reciprocating the other’s internal emotions and needs. And with those very needs in mind, Dieter’s hands move to your lower back, sliding down with firm pressure as he now cups your ass.

“Mm,” he expresses, the vocalization something between a moan and a grunt. “This is soft.”

“My dress?” you ask, turning your head and watching his mouth slide along your jaw and down your neck.

“Mhm,” Dieter mumbles against you, the small vibrations of it mixing with the scratch of his stubble, both sensations intertwining as they rumble across your skin. “You look good in it too; it fits you so good…”

“You think so, baby?”

“Yeah,” he answers gruffly, moving his head against you. “I do, I think you look fucking gorgeous in it.”

And just like that, he’s filling your ears with praise. The words tingle up your spine and spread to every nerve ending in your body, filling you with a sense of bliss and satisfaction. It’s like something unleashes in him, or rather, something breaks. His restraint snapping in half now that you’ve revealed your feelings and intentions to him. He’s going on about how sweet you smell, how good your body feels under his hands, how soft your skin is and how eloquently you can speak.

“Hearing you speak to all those people tonight… baby, I liked it. I liked it a lot, I like you a lot.”

You giggle at his somewhat boyish admission but feel an incredible sense of joy bloom inside when he returns the affectionate nickname. Something he hasn’t called you before, either.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” he says, whispering into your ear.

“Love how small you are.” he tells you, hands squeezing both your hips. 

“I want you… really want you.” he mumbles, nuzzling against your throat. 

And because of his loving words, that smile he apparently loves so much reveals its bright shine. Dieter continues kissing your neck as he says it, mumbling over your skin while he presses his body into you, not allowing you to move away from the wall. Not that you want to – you’re holding onto him just as much as he is to you. Your hands roam his glorious body, roam the muscles you’d wanted to touch for so long, running up his biceps, tracing his shoulders, curling around his neck. Eventually, as his kisses grow more fervent, your right leg slides up, hooking around his hip and encouraging him to continue the motion of his hips.  

“Dieter,” you’re still whispering, and you’re not sure why. Maybe it’s simply because of the atmosphere surrounding you, the night being late and the room lit by the simple hue of the only lamp on his nightstand. “Can you take this off for me? Please?” you ask him, hands gently shoving off his outer jacket. 

Immediately, he does it, arms looping around his back to pull at the cuffs before completely shucking it off. You’d assumed, due to the intricate patterns and expensive fabric of the garment, that he’d hang it up. But no, he tosses it right on the ground. Then you figure, he probably has a million others just like it, that one likely isn’t even that special to him. And while Dieter keeps kissing your skin, your head lolls to the side, following the drop of his jacket and finally taking in the state of his room. 

“You’re messy.” you giggle, eyeing the clutter scattered on the floor, his bed, desk, and couch. 

There are clothes everywhere, his bed unmade and with two empty liquor bottles laying on top of the ruffled sheets. There are papers thrown throughout the room, too, all over his desk and couch with some even on the ground; likely scripts he’d been memorizing. There are also trays of drugs on his couch, joints and powders laid out on small, mirrored plates. Some sit on his coffee table, one on his desk. Huh, he really must’ve been partying it up in here. 

“I’m sorry.” he tells you genuinely. Dieter lifts his head, those puppy dog eyes staring down at you as he tries to catch his breath. “If I knew you were coming I would’ve cleaned.” 

“Really?” you ask, eyes unwavering from his. Suddenly, he looks so sad. 

“Yeah,” he nods, speaking quietly. 

“Baby,” you pout, both hands grabbing his face. “You’re so freaking cute.” 

Dieter’s lips smoosh against yours as you bring him in; he didn’t expect this reaction from you at all. He expected you to be turned off by the state of his room, maybe even a little grossed out. And to be honest, he didn’t even really think about it until you said something about it. But he’s glad you don’t seem to care, because he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if his stupid clutter was what got in the way of you finally connecting with him tonight. 

“I really like you.” he grumbles against your lips, his brows folding up in the center and a small whine slipping past his lips. He makes the noise when he feels your hand slide down, fingers hooking gently over the edge of his belt. 

“I know, baby.” you coo to him, thumbs stroking the scruff along his cheeks. “I like you, too. Come over here with me.” 

Dieter lifts his body weight from you, eyes trained on your beautiful frame as you move. Once again, you grab his hand, leading him toward his bed. 

“I, um…” he stutters, letting go of your hand to swipe some of the mess off of his bed. At least you know the maids have changed the sheets recently. 

He reaches out, setting the empty bottles on his nightstand and pulling the covers up over the top of his bed. Nervously, he swipes his hands down the fronts of his legs. 

“I uh, I don’t have people in here very often.” 

“Do you want me in here more often?” you ask in return, smirking up at him. 

At this, his head snaps to the side, looking down at you. 

“Yeah,” he whispers, nodding. 

Happy with his response, you lean in, murmuring to him, “Then lay down on the bed.” 

Dieter’s eyes widen innocently at this, backing up only two steps and clumsily holding his hands out behind him. You walk forward as he moves, his upper thighs hitting the edge of the bed and prompting him to sit. He shuffles back, palms firmly on the bedspread as he watches you begin to climb on his lap. 

“Oh…” he sighs out, the sound quiet and breathy. 

You situate yourself on his lap, knees on either side of his hips as you settle in with your feet still hanging off the bed. You lean forward, prompting him to lay down on his back as you connect his lips with yours again. To your utter delight, Dieter’s hands decide to hesitantly roam. He moves them to your hips, sliding up along your waist until they come to rest just below your bust. You’re holding his face in both your hands, heads rolling in unison as you taste his lips with your own. And when you feel his fingers fumble along the under curve of your chest, you reach up, pulling on the hem of your neckline. With a firm tug, your breasts fully spill out, the soft flesh of them falling into his hands. 

“Holy fucking shit.” he breathes out, glancing down to gawk at your naked skin. 

Keeping yourself upon your left hand, your other reaches down, finding his and guiding him to cup your chest once again. He whimpers, seeing and feeling your bare skin. Dieter’s palms are soft, but his fingers feel rough, his thumbs swiping gently over your hardened nipples and offering the slightest stimulation. Your lips curl against his, eyes dipping down to his parted lips. Gently, you lean forward, grabbing and tugging that pouty lower lip between your teeth. He moans quietly through his open mouth, eyes finding yours once again. Your small gasp makes him return the small sound, feeling him twitch between your legs. 

Inside, his heart is racing, pulse pounding in his ears with blood rushing to heat his skin. He’s painfully hard, feeling himself throb every time you sway your hips against him. And you’ve felt him since the moment you sat on him, too. Honestly, you have little to no doubt he’s been like this since you put his hand on your thigh downstairs at the bar. 

“Oh my god,” his gruff voice says, hands now moving to press his fingers firmly into your soft skin. He finally begins to fondle you in the way you’ve wordlessly requested, his hands massaging over your curves and grabbing you with fervor. The amount of passion and pressure he applies grows with each passing second, your head rolling to the side as you sigh. 

“Baby, that feels so good.” your head snaps up quickly though, feeling his thumb and forefinger pinch you gently. “I like that.”

At this, he does it again, staring up into your eyes as he pinches you even harder, watching your jaw drop for him. He feels so firm and strong and steady beneath you, his mouth returning to yours due to the tug you give on his hair. And he likes the feeling of that, he wants more of that. 

“I like that,” he tells you, hoping you’ll remember. “Want you to do that again.” 

He’s speaking against your lips, but you don’t answer. Easily, you slide your tongue inside his mouth, feeling his moan as it floats from his lips. Your tongues meet tenderly, the wet muscles sliding across one another as you give his hair another harsh pull. His groan echoes into your throat, his hands suddenly leaving you as he starts to haphazardly fumble with his belt. 

“Ugh,” he suddenly groans, eyes snapping up to yours as your fingers curl sharply into his hair. 

“You like when I pull on your hair?” you ask, smirking above him. 

You’ve never been with a man who liked for his hair to be pulled in bed, and for some reason, you’re finding it incredibly hot. It fits him, strangely enough, finding pleasure in being handled this way. 

“Uh-huh,” he grunts, lazily pulling himself out as he nods his head. “Can I put it inside you?” he asks in the same breath, head hazy with lust to the point where he doesn’t even realize he’s just said it. He thought it, that’s for damn sure, and his buzzed body decided it might as well just come out. 

“Yeah…” comes your gentle whine, one of your hands reaching between the two of you to cover his. 

Your fingers wrap around his own, your legs adjusting on either side of him while getting ready to lower yourself down. You figure, if you won’t get the chance to see him tonight, you want to at least feel him before he’s inside. And what you feel is not at all a surprise. 

You’d be embarrassed to admit it, but you’ve snuck more than a couple glances at Dieter’s crotch. When he wore those sweatpants and loose pj pants, they left little to the imagination. And when he walked around in his boxers, dancing and making TikToks in them, that left almost nothing to the imagination. He felt thick, firm and full. It makes your insides tingle, your hips quivering slightly as you release a shaky breath, a small wetness forming between your legs. 

“Do you want, a… uh…” he’s holding his head up, staring down as you slide your panties to the side. The sight of your sex makes him drool; he never thought he’d get to see that. 

Subconsciously, his hands slide up your outer thighs, fingers just barely sliding over your backside. His one hand has now left yours, leaving yours to wrap tighter around his girth. It’s not a harsh grip, but is much firmer than before, and you can see the veins in his neck protrude when you do it. 

“Do you want a condom?” he finally gets out, muttering beneath you. 

“I don’t if you don’t.” comes your cooed response, glancing back up at him. 

Dieter instantly shakes his head, moving it quickly side to side as he continues to stare. “I don’t want one.” he sputters out, knowing it’ll feel ethereal being inside you without a barrier in between. But again, even if you wanted one, he’d take whatever he could get. 

The slight rub of him over your sensitive lips makes you grin, timidly licking your top lip. He watches with intent as you begin to move, lowering yourself down onto him. And when his head slides in, his grip on your hips tightens. 

“Dieter…” you breathe out, both your palms finding their place on his chest once you’re halfway down. 

It’s a slow drag, and when you finally sink down onto him, he can’t help but whine. And at first, you contemplate if he’ll fit without proper foreplay. 

“Fuuuuck,” he groans languidly, gutturally, feeling your hips begin to move. 

Dieter’s head falls back, mouth dropping open with his eyes drifting closed. Both of your hands slide over his still-clothed chest, your dress falling over the sides of his hips and thighs as you experiment with him. At first, your pace is soft, slow, so gentle and delicate that his hands nearly go limp to fall at his side. His fingers slide down, landing on the tops of your thighs as you move back and forth over him, feeling the full thickness of him sliding in and out. You only let him slip about halfway out before you’re sinking back down again, steadying your breaths as you find your stride. 

He already feels light-headed and dizzy, the fact that he has you on top of his body and currently riding him almost too much for his tipsy mind. The thought of it alone was enough to get himself off in his hand on a multitude of nights. But now that it’s actually happening, he’s wondering if he’ll last long. 

“Dee,” you breath out, your voice slightly scratchy and you moan. 

Dieter’s warm eyes open, his head staying on the bed as he looks up at you. You’re moving a bit faster now, starting to lift and lower yourself inside of rolling back and forth. 

“You feel so good.” your eyes are closed, but he wishes they weren’t. He wants to see you, wants you to see him. He’s not sure what this is to you, but this isn’t just about sex for him.

“Really?” comes his whine of a response, genuinely surprised to hear you say that. He didn’t often find himself in bed with vocal women. 

His brows fold up in the middle, that innocent look that you love all too much once again forming on his face. He’s staring up at you, breathless beneath your heavenly body. And when you do hear his response, hear his ragged breaths and the rapid movement of his chest, you look down. 

“Baby boy,” you sigh, smiling as you continue riding him. You reach out, your hand cupping his face, thumb falling to stroke his lower lip. “You don’t know how adorably sexy you are, do you?” 

In his peripheral vision, he can see your naked skin, your chest swaying along with the rhythm of your hips. And he wants to look, wants to feel, but he only sees you. You’re all he ever sees. And in his ramble of drunken, lovey thoughts, he just nods. It’s like that’s all he can do. 

“You’re so fucking sexy, baby.” you lean down quickly with your sighed-out words, hands finding either side of his face. Your fingers pet and scratch his scruff, your nose just barely brushing over his. “So fucking cute, and sweet, too.” 

Dieter’s lips remain parted, head swirling with bliss. He’s never had someone compliment him so much in bed, he’s also never been with a woman who took the lead like this. Usually, he was expected to be the one to decide how things would go, but honestly, it’s so nice that he doesn’t have to for once. Maybe he won’t have to from now on; maybe this could be a regular occurrence with you…

Closing the tiniest of gaps between the two of you, Dieter lifts his chin, connecting your lips. Your one hand stays on his face, your other palm planting itself beside his head. Both of his hands return to your hips, his kiss laced with passion as he urges you to continue to bounce on him. 

Grazing the curves of your breast are the tips of his fingers and the turns of his knuckles, his rough sin sliding along your much softer outer layer. When he feels your tits bounce in his hands, he cups you much firmer before squeezing you with fervor. The sudden pressure makes you gasp and whine into his mouth, feeling a smile curl on his relentless lips. 

“Tell me what you like.” he then asks, his mesmerizing voice low and rough. One of his hands slides down to your side, curving around to your lower back. There, he grips your lower curves in hand, moving with your motions and applying even more pressure when you come back down. At this pace, you’re slapping your hips down onto him, feeling him touch you in all the right places. 

“Baby,” you begin, huffing out your breaths against his lips. 

“Tell me,” he repeats before you can say any more. “Tell me so I can do this right.” 

Your heart beats with affection for him, hearing his soft-spoken words as you experience his genuine care. You wonder if you should shove this away, or embrace it. Do you think you’ll ever be able to do this with him again? 

“I like,” tentatively, you lick your lower lip, resting your forehead on his. “I like when I can feel your body, when I can feel you move.” 

“Like this?” he asks, he’s trained on you as his hands move. 

Both return to your hips, gripping you firmly as he suddenly rolls his hips. With force, he thrusts upward in the same motion that you come down, making the arm supporting you buckle beside him. Your hand slides forward on the bed, now resting on your forearm as you become much closer to him. 

“Yes,” you cry out in response, feeling the continuous push of his hips. 

“What, oh…” he sighs out, intending to ask you more but becoming breathless when he feels your lips. 

You’d dropped your head beside his, your mouth finding his ear as your tongue flicks the small piece of jewelry on his left lobe. You then kiss it, nipping at it gently before you move down to suck on his skin. 

“Mm,” he grunts out in response, eyes pinching shut with one hand shooting up. He holds the back of your head, just barely pressing you further into the crook of his neck. He loves feeling your mouth on his neck, loves feeling your mouth suck on his skin and your tongue lick the discolorations before you go on to bless him with more.

“What else, baby? How can I make you cum on me?”

Jesus Christ, you could listen to his voice for hours. You may or may not have binged his previous movies while sitting in quarantine for that very reason. It was low and raspy, yet sweet and kind; to you, Dieter was unique in so many ways.  And the fact that he’s asking what you like and how to make you cum also makes him stand out when considering your prior sexual partners. You’ve never had anyone ask you that. 

“Mm, Dieter…” is all you manage to mutter out, and it honestly feels pathetic. 

The hand you once had on the bed slides to the side of his neck, your body fully laying over his own while still continuing to move in unison. 

“Can I see more?” he asks you, turning his head to the side to kiss you. “Can I please see more of you?” 

At his request, you lean back up, sitting back on him as your hands move to the back of your dress. As soon as you get the zipper down, you lift it upwards and off your body, tossing it next to you on the bed. And while you’re at it, you also take off the bandeau you had on, too. All you’re left in are your thin panties, still pulled to the side, while he’s still nearly completely dressed. 

“Can I see more of you?” you ask him, running your hands up his front as you slow down and catch your breath. 

You can feel him throb inside you, and in return, he feels the tight pulse of your walls around him. He’s almost glad you decided to slow down to catch your breath, because honestly, he needs a minute to gather his bearings. Fuck, he can’t believe his night is going like this. 

Again, he just nods, jaw open like a fucking guppy as he watches you start to undo his buttons. Your small fingers undo the front of his dress shirt, a smirk on your face as your hips continue to roll over his. He stutters slightly when you give him an extra sway of your hips, feeling your fingers finally make contact with his skin. You open his shirt, and when you do, he leans up to fully take it off. When he does so, you release a quick breath, both hands wrapping around his shoulder and neck. He hadn’t exactly intended to be in this position but now that he finally is, he feels something change inside him. His hands fall to your back, the two of you staring into the other’s eyes. 

Within seconds, Dieter’s mouth crashes to yours, his hands holding you steady against him as he completely changes your position. He turns to the side, laying you on your back while he now stands next to the bed. He slides out about halfway during the process of this, his hips immediately pushing himself back inside once your back hits the bed. 

“Dieter,” you moan, your fingernails scraping down his shoulders and back. 

Immediately, his face finds your neck, his body rolling into yours as he fucks himself into you. Both of your legs wrap around his waist, feeling his chest and stomach rest on you with his hands looped snugly around your back. He couldn’t be closer to you, and yet he wants to be. 

“Jesus, fuck…” he groans out, the vibrations of the sound and the heat of his breaths felt through your neck. “Tell me,” he repeats again, fully begging because now that you’re in this new position, he knows he won’t last. “Tell me how to make you cum. What’s it take, baby? I want you to cum.” 

Dieter’s hips ram into the space between your legs, over and over and at a pace much quicker than yours. He’s kissing along your neck and jaw, the sloppy drag of his lips and tongue making your skin wet. Abruptly, he nudges your head to the side with his nose, giving himself better access to your throat. Fiercely, you cling to him, your legs tightening whenever he pulls away so you can bring him back in. The firm plunge of him inside you makes your eyes roll back, makes you shriek and moan. 

“Like this,” you finally tell him, his cock now driving into the very spot that makes your limbs shake. “Like, like this…” 

“Can I… please? W - where?” He’s stuttering against you, his restrain crumbling to absolutely nothing once he hears your words. If he makes you cum, he’ll be the happiest man alive. 

“Baby, wherev-ver, wherever you want.” it’s a high whimper, your nails clawing at his shoulders as you begin to feel your peak. “I’m going to… Dee…” 

“Are you gonna cum?” he whispers, his quick breaths and graying whiskers tickling your ear. 

He presses his lips against your ear, his brows furrowing together as he feels his muscles tighten, feels his scrotum draw up as he begins to pulse inside you. 

“Please,” you beg, and you don’t know what you’re begging for, because he’s going to make you do it. “Make me.” 

“I, huh-uh…” comes his forceful, blissful groan.

You hold onto him like you’ve known him your entire life, like he’s all you need, and in this very moment that is true. He shatters above you, lungs desperately trying to take in air as his hips jut against you, repeatedly forcing himself into you. The intense punch of Dieter’s tip against your small, fleshy spot makes your head spin, finally allowing you to shudder beneath him. Involuntarily, your walls tighten around him, his length now resting inside as he finally experiences his high. Dieter’s eyes close firmly as he cums, releasing himself inside. 

“Yes…” you cry, one hand sliding up into his hair and pulling hard. 

It only makes him groan louder, only makes his high last longer, feeling you pull his hair and pulse around him. Feeling your body writhe passionately beneath his fills his body with an incredible sense of satisfaction, of genuine happiness. He can feel the bliss buzzing in his chest, his body pinning yours down as your hips jerk underneath his. 

“Baby,” he sighs, his left hand reaching up to hold the side of your face. 

He turns his head, breathing out a heavy sigh while he rests above you. With the strength and composure he has left, he holds himself up just enough so he doesn’t crush you; he’s not exactly the same weight or height as you. 

Gently, he kisses your cheek, then your temple, resting his forehead against the side of your own. 

“Baby,” he says again, closing his eyes as he sighs.  “You… you’re amazing at that.” Dieter chuckles at his own words, and you smile, too. 

“Does that mean you want to do it more often?” you laugh, completely joking. You’re joking, right? 

In a sarcastically truthful tone, he replies, “I’ll do that as many times as you’ll let me.” 

Thank you for reading <3

#oh my god #my sweet baby boy #we can do that as many times as YOU want #I'm here for you #arms and legs wide open #always #Dieter Bravo #Dieter Bravo smut #The Bubble #The Bubble smut #The Bubble fanfiction #Pedro Pascal character #Pedro Pascal character fic #Dieter Bravo x you #Dieter Bravo x reader #Dieter Bravo x female reader

[fiveminuterice]

HhHHHHHh thanks to you edyn and niklaus dating propaganda is not leaving my brain therefore I shall unstructurally ramble about it. my thoughts are very unbaked and just word and emotion soup rn but lo and behold: 

edyn's desire to find gillion being so strong that it drew niklaus to her (basically summoned him), and him seeing edyn, so distraught and on the verge of dying, having gone through a lot (what, exactly, he wouldn't know completely but he knows she'd suffered). He'd helped her, originally probably just out of curiosity of who this oh-so-interesting triton might be, so headstrong and also has some sort of connection to the gods (by virtue of being lunadeyis' chosen one, as he finds out later after talking to her more)

edyn, coming across this charming tiefling, who seems to be so laid-back and knowledgeable and so so helpful. the more he sticks around, the more she seems to trust him. his silky smooth voice and presence comforting her and despite everything, it feels so easy to open up to him. she tells him her story. How she'd been brought up, not with her family, but rather in the cold and isolating training rooms, under the elder's ever-harsh and watchful gaze. how she has a wonderful younger brother, bright-eyed and bushy tailed, so excitable and curious about everything. How her training never stopped. How she felt saddned about not being able to spend more of her time with her brother. How proud she was when she learned of her brother getting picked as an apprentice for a pretty high research position. How they were about to have a meeting with the Navy, and how things went from bad to disastrous in mere seconds. How her brother, about to be killed, got shown 'mercy' and got exiled. How they were going to send people to hunt him down, from what she overheard. How she left that place despite her training and duty towards her pledge of being the soldier the undersea required.

niklaus initially sticking around the chosen one, knowing that she would be bringing about waves of change with not just her prophecy but also because of the kind of person she seemed to be. soft-spoken but not taking anyone's shit. polite but calculative in terms of knowing what to say and to whom. learning the ways of the oversea quickly. her piercing blue eyes bright with determination, shining oh so perfectly in the sunlight. the turquoise and purple skin glistening under the light of the moon. her hair framing her face perfectly, her charming smile brightening the room, and her dimples making it even better.

them just growing closer over time, maybe splitting paths to move toward their own goals, but then meeting again on another island. growing closer and maybe one day over a bottle of wine, confessing their feelings to each other.

niklaus would probably try to act as he usually did, charming and nonchalant, while offhandedly mentioning his feelings in a tipsy daze. edyn, usually choosing her words carefully but for once letting loose and letting him know she liked and appreciated him in a way more than acquaintances way.

them deciding to start dating, and since they both know and understand they each have their own things to take care of, them keeping contact over conch shells.

edyn maybe coming across things which make her realise that there's a lot more to niklaus than he led on in the beginning and them having a whole talk about it.

edyn, after finding gillion, finding out her boyfriend made a deal with her brother and being internally devastated. because what could niklaus even want from him.

anyways VERY UNCOOKED THOUGHTS BUT YEAH. ALSO EDYN AND NIKLAUS MAKING OUT SEND POST <3

MY GODDDD YOUR BRAINNNNNNNNNN DAWG

Could you imagine if Niklaus made the deal with Gillion AFTER he met Edyn??? the DRAMA !!! and better yet if she finds out about the deal from Gillion and not from Niklaus like hooohhhhhh my godd

The idea of them only meeting every so often between islands is a really interesting idea. like “oh, i didn’t expect to see you again” and they *keep* meeting again to the point Edyn would specifically look out to see if she can find Niklaus. Eventually they exchange callnches or however that works, and Edyn is so HAPPY. and NIKLAUS IS SO HAPPY TOO!! he keeps up his facade, but he’s genuinely happy to know Edyn!! LIKE AS A PERSON!!

Niklaus having to kind of battle who he is as a person and who he wants to be to be with Edyn. GOD ,, i think even him offhandedly mentioning his feelings for Edyn as he’s tipsy is CRAZYYYYYY like man’s needs an excuse for himself to be TRUTHFUL TO THE WOMAN HE HAS FEELINGS FOR. BUT HE DOES LIKE HER!! I think it would be even more tragic if he really earnestly has feelings for Edyn, but whatever he felt wasn’t enough for him to tell her the TRUTH.

Also the Breakdown of Edyn realizing that she’s shared EVERYTHING about herself to Niklaus and he has barely opened up about himself at all. or worse, he has but only the parts he wanted her to know about. and now he has her YOUNGER BROTHER, essentially the only family she has that matters, at his mercy. and he didn’t even tell her. and if she never found gillion, she’d never know. how would she be able to reconcile in her mind who Niklaus is and who he showed himself to be.

#jrwiposting #destiny swap au #askbox

[ashes-writing]

stranger things ● forever pt 3 ●  s. harrington

warnings

{ multi chapter } mentions of nightmares / trauma associated with what Steve's lived through + the way his absent parents fucked up with him, kept vague. reader has a 3 year old & was a teen mother, so mentions of reader having a past and her own not so great home life, 3 year old uses baby talk ( because your kid is still mastering the art of talking ), barb and robin + being queer in the 80's and everything that goes along with that, mentions of alcohol/smoking, kind of a slow burn?, angst oh my godddd, so much angst / internal angst.

reader/you are female + were born female; you have female parts. reader/you are also the cousin of robin buckley. reader/you have a 3 year old daughter named stevie + a very specific past/backstory and personality. this is another self indulgent thing and i'm not sorry about it at all.

word count + prev part

part two <- can be reached by clicking the bolded.

2407 words exactly.

summary

-- Robin nods, agreeing with you. Sinking to sit in the aisle with your back against the shelves, you laugh quietly. "I could love him, y’know?" you go quiet after admitting it. "If I wasn't so afraid and I didn't know already that he'd never be happy. That's why I can't really say much when he's around. Because if I get closer I know exactly what will happen. And i.. Stevie can't have the same childhood I did. Getting attached to people and then they're gone."

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THREE

The water is suffocating, it's sucking him down and the harder he fights, the faster he sinks. As soon as he hears that all too familiar evil laugh, he goes slack. And he tells himself that it's not like it'll matter anyway but then the dream takes a turn. Sunlight streams down, breaking through dark water. Bringing laughter along with the bright light. 

And he's ascending but just as he's about to get a hand above the surface, a tendril snakes around his body, pulling him all the way down.

He wakes up in a cold sweat with the gentlest touch to his shoulder as you plead with him, "Steve. Cmon, Steve, wake up. Please?"  and he wishes that he could disappear as soon as he realizes that you've just seen the whole thing.

You pull your hand away because he's glaring. "Sorry, it's just..Nevermind. Nothing." your words die away because he sounded so scared and angry all at once and you are worried.

By the time Steve realizes how he must have looked at you, angry and glaring, you're wandering the aisle of the video store to try and find Robin  so the two of you could go to lunch together like you planned. 

You round the corner of the horror aisle and spot Robin stocking shelves.

"Is Steve okay?" you're asking because despite it being none of your business at all, you're worried about him and you do care about him. "He was having one hell of a nightmare just now, Robin..what exactly happened to him when you guys had to do all the stuff you had to?"

Steve starts to step out and apologize for the way he reacted to you gently trying to wake him up. But he hears you and Robin talking so he waits instead. And listens, even though he knows he shouldn't. 

"His nightmares sound.." you go quiet, shaking your head as Robin nods in agreement. "Yeah. Like yours. Now you see how I felt two nights ago."

"Sorry, I just.." you trail off, shaking your head. "I'm worried about him." And you take a deep breath. "How bad was it?"

"I don't know. He won't tell anyone. Not even me. But I'm worried too." Robin admits. "I want to get to know him, I mean Stevie, she never really gets close to anyone this quickly. And there's everything you've said about him, I just.." you take a shaky breath. 

"He doesn't hate you." Robin says it and you nod. "He's just really distant. With everyone and we're all trying not to let him pull away."

You nod. "I know how that goes."

Robin nods, agreeing with you. Sinking to sit in the aisle with your back against the shelves, you laugh quietly. "I could love him, y’know?" you go quiet after admitting it. "If I wasn't so afraid and I didn't know already that he'd never be happy. That's why I can't really say much when he's around. Because if I get closer I know exactly what will happen. And i.. Stevie can't have the same childhood I did. Getting attached to people and then they're gone."

You're staring at the chipping red polish on your nails and Robin speaks up quietly. " Yeah, I get it."

"But watching him go through that just now killed me. Guess cos I know what was happening because it happens to me too. And it's hard because I can't do anything." you lean your head back, resting it on the shelf behind it. " I could but I'm terrified of what I know will happen because everything I've been told or that I've seen out of that man is more than enough reason to make me want to love him."

"Yeah. I know how you feel. It's a different type of love for me, but I really do love him. Even when he's being a complete dingus. It's so hard not to push, to try and let him open up on his own about what happened in March."

Steve can barely hear the two of you back and forth in the end of the aisle but he does manage to hear the exact second you launch into a long ramble about how you could love him and it scares you and most importantly, how that’s exactly what’ll happen if you’re not careful and that's why you're a little quieter and distant around him and upon hearing you admit what you just have plus the little bit he overhears after it has him stepping out of sight, he has to pull himself together. And he feels bad, listening in on what you were both just talking about.

He leans against a  wall to pull himself together. He's trying to figure out what to do with what he's heard but he can't because the second he thinks he's come up with something, all he can hear are Vecna’s taunts. Reminders that sooner or later, you'd find better and leave. Vecna’s still in his mind now even though everything ended months ago.

But he's floored that you even feel that way and said all those things to begin with. And he's wishing he hadn't overheard because now, thanks to the fact that he's the best when it comes to getting in his own way lately, he has to live with what he knows. He has to live with it or he has to find a way to muster up the courage to do something.

He sees you and Robin up at the counter. Robin calls his name and his head snaps up.

"What?"

"C'mon, dingus. We’re going to the food court in Starcourt today because they finally opened the Wendy's stall."

Steve starts to object but he happens to find himself gazing up at you. And when he opens his mouth, the polite refusal he intended to give is not what comes.

,, if I have to blame anything I'm gonna blame her eyes. The way she just looked at me makes me think I'd do anything she wants. And I'm fucked."

"Yeah." Steve manages a smile and glances at the hand you're holding out as if you want to help him up. He grabs hold of your hand but pulls himself up, letting you think you did.

The three of you make your way out of the video store after he's flipped the sign to Closed and locked it down for the next hour.

"You wanna drive, Steve?" the question catches him by surprise and when he takes your keys from your hand, your hand closes around his. It's soft warmth and the way its so much smaller than his own has his breath hanging in his throat for a few seconds as he stares down at you. "I can." he finally answers, the two of you laughing quietly and making Robin smile to herself because of it.

"Hey, we can get our food and go to the park." you make the suggestion because somehow you just don't think Steve is up for dealing with loud noises and lots of people for very long. You know you could be wrong but after what's just happened -and knowing how you feel when the same happens to you, you care too much and you want him to feel relaxed. Safe. So that maybe he can come out of his own head a little.

"Maybe the ducks at that little pond won't try to ambush us like they did when we took Stevie for McDonalds the other day." Robin laughs softly and shakes her head as you laugh too and glance at Steve because he snickers quietly. "What happened?" he asks, gazing at you. A deep stare. You try to form words and at first they don't come. Finally, after staring back at him as he drives your car, you're able to answer. "She just wanted to share her fries and she wound up getting a huge flock. I think it scared her because she shrieked and took off, nearly knocked me and Robin over when she tried to climb both of us to hide."

"Oh no." Steve is laughing. You're laughing too and you don't seem to notice when your laughter dies away at the same time but Robin does. And she smiles to herself all over again.

CONTINUED

You're sitting on top of a picnic table, watching your cousin and Barb, the girl you suspect Robin has feelings for as you finish off your fries. You assumed that Steve might have wandered off, there were some teenagers playing basketball over at the basketball court so when he speaks up right beside you, it takes you by surprise and you nearly choke on a fry. Steve reacts quickly, strong hands hitting you on the back right between your shoulder blades until you cough up the piece of food.

"Sorry, I.. thought you heard me when I walked up." is uttered sincerely as he seats himself on the concrete tabletop close enough that your sides brush just barely. It's enough that you can feel the slow burn of a lazy white heat as it settles over you entirely. You shrug. "It's okay, i..I figured you were still over by the courts watching those kids play."

"One of 'em needs t' do something because their sexual tension is killing me." you mumble mostly to yourself and hope that it's low enough not to be heard. But Steve chuckles and takes a bite of his burger as he nods in their direction. "I told Robin just 't go for it. Screw everyone and everything else."

You nod. Steve is back to staring at rough and massive hands with the overwhelming urge to bring up what he overheard back at the video store but somehow he just barely stops himself.

There's ketchup right in the middle of his bottom lip and you're fixated on it. So much so that you lean in before you can stop yourself, dragging the pad of your thumb over the spot to remove it. He tenses up and you're assuming it's because he doesn't want to be touched so you mumble an apology and he wants to kick himself. 

Because he wasn't always like this. And if he were still King Steve, if he were totally unaffected by his parents, by Nancy, by Vecnas games in March, he'd have already laid it on real thick with you.

Especially when now, on top of all the other shit in his mind, he keeps hearing you tell Robin in that sexy dreamy little voice that you could love him if you weren't so afraid of what might happen if you let yourself.

,, its more than anyone has ever said and she barely knows you. Go for it. At least try." this is immediately countered with, ,, and then she'll actually do it and realize you're not enough or she can do better. Or you'll do too much and do it too fast and you'll lose her too. And Stevie. And it will kill you when that happens." 

"Thank you." you have to say something, the silence is thick and it's suffocating you as you sit beside him wanting so badly to be brave. To let go. See what happens. But knowing that you can't and you shouldn't because of it all goes to hell then you're no better than your own mom and you'll only hurt your little girl.

"For what?" Steve asks turning so that he's looking directly into your eyes. You smile. "For being so sweet to her, she doesnt.." you pause and rub the bridge of your nose, "it's always been just the two of us but she never meets a stranger and I." you pause to breathe. You ramble.

 Its cute to him. Also something he's used to because Robin does it often but he doesn't mind at all. 

"I always worry she's gonna meet a mean person. I don't want her sweetness destroyed." you go quiet. And somehow, despite not even hinting at it, Steve knows that when you say it that this is what happened to you when you were a kid.

Maybe it's why you're afraid to let go and love him now like you were hinting to Robin that you could back at Family Video.

,,  I can't just do nothing. I refuse to wake up in ten years and still be the same miserable and lonely bastard I am right now. Shutting down isn't gonna do anything but make everything worse.." he tries to bury the thought but it won't be buried. It is countered by the replay of everything Vecna's torment pointed out to him.

But.. it won't just go away.

"She's a sweet kid. I'd never do anything to hurt her." Steve looks you in the eyes as he says it and you can't help but feel pinned by warm brown eyes. And he isn't just looking at you, it's deeper somehow. It's a way nobody's ever looked at you before. You can't help but fidget, body on fire all over. You can't help but do the same right back.

"I know." you mumble quietly.

"I've uh…I've had a lot on my mind lately… if I've seemed like an asshole when you're around." Steve mumbles after a second or two. When he can finally form words again and he’s managed to pull himself out of your eyes.

"Yeah. It's totally fine. I get it." you answer and then you go quiet. “Me too.” you admit, taking a few fries into your mouth. Chewing thoughtfully. “Moving from Louisiana to Indiana was.. One hell of a nerve-wracking decision.” you laugh quietly, gazing over at him. ,, he smells so good.” the thought comes out of nowhere as the scent of his cologne fills your nose. 

"Wanna start over?" Steve asks, grinning at you. You laugh and nod. 

"I'm Steve Harrington." he introduces himself.

"I'm __ __. It's nice to meet you, Steve." You're staring hard at him and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it until the sudden appearance of Robin and Barb brings the two of you out of the lingering gaze.

Robin locks eyes with you and nods at him as if to urge you to go for it and you bite your lip, mouthing back that you need time. He does too. 

But the more you think about it, the more tempted you are.

#steve harrington #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfiction #steve harrington fic #steve harrington imagines #steve the hair harrington #<- my writing ● steve harrington #<- warnings | nightmares mention - trauma ● reader has a kid ● see other warnings above #<- warning | female reader - female parts + appearance - afab ● buckley cousin!female reader with kid - personality/past and nicknames #fandom ( stranger things ) ● season ( post 4 - major past timeline changes + s4 changes ) ● character ( steve harrington ) #-- i already have part four written; will most likely post later because i have quiiiite a few updates to post today babes. #-- what does it say about me that i've already written filth for this but i'm trying to decide if i wanna post it or wait lmaoooo.

[pansy-picnics]

HE'S BEEN GASLIGHTED, HE LOVES LANCE NOW. I WOULD NEVER FAIL HIM

LANCE IS A COMPLICATED CHARACTER JUST LIKE EUGENE AND I NEED PEOPLE TO TALK ABOUT HIS DYNAMICS WITH OTHER CHARACTERS LIKE ANGRY AND CATALINA BECAUSE OMG I CANNOT THINK OF A CARTOON THAT WROTE ABOUT A PROBABLY QUEER BLACK MAN ADOPTING AN ASIAN DAUGHTER AND A DAUGHTER THAT'S. WHATEVER TEH FUCK CATALINA HAS GOING ON. BUT HE'S SO SPECIAL??? HE'S AMAZING??? ALSO THE FACT THAT TEENAGERS ARE VERY RARELY ADOPTED AND HE SAID FUCK THIS AND TOOK THEM IN ANYWAYS BECAUSE HE REMEMBERS BEING A TEENAGER ON HIS OWN TOO

LITERALLYYLYKYLYKY OH MY GOD???? NO BECAUSE. no bc kiera and catalina parallel lance and eugene as kids almost EXACTLY imo and its SO important in a sense that like. ok i don’t think the rise of flynnigan rider is canon necessarily bc that book was a mess but lance and eugene’s interactions in it are so GOOD it drives me crazy.

basically lance at that age (like 11-12) is portrayed as a kinda shy and anxious kid who tends to keep to himself but is really nerdy and smart and well aware of his surroundings. he’s still a kid and he can be dumb and impulsive but he’s emotional and clings to people who show him affection. eugene’s the opposite, he’s super charismatic and talks his way out of things easily but he never really thinks before he acts and it gets him into trouble really easily. but together they balance each other out, and eugene is super protective of lance bc he knows he’s the more shy and cautious one.

they’re such a good team bc they balance out each others strengths and weaknesses perfectly. but lance actually has a point where he felt betrayed by eugene and it hit so hard despite the plot being so messy. LIKE HE GENUINELY TOLD HIM OFF AND STOOD UP FOR HIMSELF AND IT WAS SO GOOD?? and then theres the whole alleged scrapped lance and eugene backstory episode which might not even be real but its CANON TO ME EVEN IF ITS NOT BC THATS HOW GOOD IT IS. yk the one where eugene almost got adopted and lance was afraid of being left behind so he broke a window and blamed it on eugene so the couple wouldn’t want him anymore? Yeah. Yeah i think about that a normal amount actually!

AND ITS BC. ITS THE SAME DYNAMIC KIERA AND CATALINA HAVE. WHEN IT COMES DOWN TO IT. AND I THINK ITS CLEAR THAT THE REASON LANCE CHANGED SO MUCH FROM THAT POINT TO WHEN WE SEE HIM IN THE SERIES IS BECAUSE…. EUGENE WASN’T THERE ANYMORE. THINK ABT IT. THEY BOTH BALANCED OUT EACH OTHERS FLAWS. LANCE WAS SHY AND CAUTIOUS BUT EUGENE WAS RECKLESS AND CHARISMATIC. WHEN THEY GOT SEPARATED LANCE HAD TO TAKE ON A SIMILAR PERSONA BECAUSE THE SHY KID HE USED TO BE WOULD BE KILLED IF HE GOT LEFT ON HIS OWN!!!

LANCE SAW HIM AND EUGENE IN KIERA AND CATALINA. THE QUIET AND CAUTIOUS BUT CALCULATED ONE WHO’S ALSO A LITTLE SHIT AND THE RECKLESS AND CHARISMATIC PROTECTIVE ONE. HE SAW THEM TOGETHER AND HE REMEMBERED WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM AND EUGENE. HOW THEY GOT TORN APART. AND HOW HE HAD TO CHANGE HIMSELF TO SURVIVE. HE TOOK THEM IN BECAUSE HE KNEW IT WOULD HAPPEN TO THEM TOO.

Godddd I’M SO. there are so many traits and little details abt him that just got passed off as jokes or one liners in the series but they SHOULDN’T BE. GODDD HES A CHEF. HE LOVES FOOD AND COOKING HES A THEATER KID!! HE LOVES LITERATURE AND HE LOVES MUSIC!!! I THINK HE LOVES THEATER AND DOESN’T FEEL AS AFRAID IN THAT SENSE BECAUSE HE TRULY FEELS LIKE A DIFFERENT PERSON ON STAGE. ITS WHY HE DOESN’T LIKE SINGING AS HIMSELF BUT HE’D ABSOLUTELY KILL IT IN A PLAY.

and god it annoys me so much bc whenever anyone DOES talk about how lance got done dirty in the series nobody actually brings up WHY….. i love this series too but we cant just sweep the issue under the rug. theres a reason they only played him for comedic relief and made him look childish and stupid IT’S RIGHT THERE ITS BECAUSE HES BLACK. AND YES WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT. I LOVE THAT THEY HAD HIM ADOPT THE GIRLS IN THE END AND IT WAS SO SWEET BUT HE WAS STILL THE BLACK BEST FRIEND TROPE AND HE DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER!!!

HE LITERALLY JUST HAS ADHD AND NOT TO MENTION THE FANDOM ALWAYS ACTS LIKE EUGENE IS THE STRAIGHT MAN OF THE DUO WHEN THEY’RE BOTH EQUALLY DUMB AND SILLY??? AND THEY BOTH SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO BE SILLY. people always talk about lance getting into varian’s stuff even though EUGENE DOES THE SAME THING AND HE’S JUST AS BAD. AND YALL AREN’T CALLING HIM IMMATURE. ITS RACIALLY MOTIVATED!!! AND IT MAKES ME SO MAD!!!!

he’s not stupid in fact i genuinely think he’s the most emotionally mature out of the entire cast. i think he came to the orphanage as a young child rather than from birth and he had a mom who he loved very much and who taught him to manage his emotions well and bc of it he’s very in tune with himself!! and he’s very much the dad friend!!! he’s just a silly guy and he wants to make his friends laugh but sometimes he ends up sacrificing himself for others too much!!! and he needs to care about himself too!!!

God i just. I GET SO INSANE ABOUT HIM HE DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER. GTRRRRAAASGHHGHHHHH.

#tts headcanons #tangled ask #ask #pansy rambling again #lance tag #IM INSANE IM INSANE #LANCE STRONGBOW #GOD.

[gayspock]

ok yj

literally everyone peacing the fuck out like i cant doooo this shittttttt, coach ben like "um... byeeee" (walks away) and misty having a panic attack bc she lowkey killed someone 2 secs ago, and then the others starting to do rituals in the corner whilst shaunas giving birth......... AND THEN the flashforwards with shauna being . kind of a terrible person... 😭 like i cant even blame her sometimes shauna you have protect #1 here come on woman

LIKE WHAT SHE SAID TO CALLIE CHRIST ALIVE and callie just sorta looking at her like um. as she realises yeah moms kinda cazzzyyyyyyyN BUT LITERALLY . IF I WAS SHAUNA I'D BE MORE THAN FUCKING CRAZY . EVERYTHING SHE WENT THROUGH. FUCKING HELL.

ok im still watching and im about to vom about coach ben just literally playing music in his head and having fantasies about playing party games with his boyfriend hes literally so dead whilst shauna fucking gives birth

UM.......

I THINK IM GOING TO HAVE A MELT DOWN WATCHING THIS

OH GOD THE NOISES OHJHHH MY GODDDD AHHHHHHHRHGHGHGHGHGHGHHG NNONOOOOO IM WATCHING IT ALL GUSH AND MUSH OUT FUCKINGGGG HELLLLLLLLLLLL JESUS CHRISTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

im also so crazy for lottie as well right now god shes so..........

can i also say. van is fucking living the life im so crazy for her little piece of the world i know what tai is saying its all a fantasy but her fucking shop i feel like my eyes are watering can you even imagine bro.......

okay wait sorry i got distracted

but fucking hell okay what i was gonna say about lottie idk okay fucking hell i hope they never confirm whether there is anything supernatural or NOT supernatural in this show i know thats a contentious topic with this right now with ppl saying either or but literally i dont think it MATTERSSS .... its about faith.......... isnt it...

oh god- OH GOD THE SECODS AFTER WHEN EVERYONE WAS LIKE "i knew you could do it" i had a gutwrenching meltdown like fuck the parallels between that and jackie when she was passing over. the everyone surrounding her with happy faces. i thought there was going to be a fucking HORRIFIC MOMENT where that baby was so dead but also now god what the fuck bc that baby is SO HERE so now uhm. where is it. yeah.

maybe they dont eat the baby but even if it dies or if they leave it in the wilderness my god thats so fucked up but ALSO ALSO ugh my #1 WORST. FEAR. ARE The ocuntless conspiracy theorists saying that it's, like, lisa or something because i hate that on so many levels .... i dont want the baby to be anyone weve seen in the future rn bc i just. uhhhhg. i hate stupid twists like that im sorry.

anyway god back to that thing i was saying... of faith... like fuck man the ambiguity the not knowing if its real, if its not real... of whether there IS something out there. thats what makes it so powerful and what has such fucking grip on these girls because ultimately its their faith and what they put into it thats really got the chokehold ... it doesnt matterrrr if theres something supernatural or not .... imo .... and i dont think thts wishy washy - i know it COULD be, if the writing doesnt bring it back but....

like ugh idk i hatebeing a snotty guy but its so annoying when ppl are all about THE ANSWERRSS THE DEFINITE ANSWERSSSS sorry i have to listen to my coworker try to talk about this show and im like just kinda wracking my brain like who cares what the absolutes are can we enjoy the journey of these girls and their characters puh leaseeeee sniff sniff

im also so fucking crazy for jeff. i am SORRY.

"HI VAN?" (HANGS UP) YA COULDNT MAKE IT UP!

also oh god im watching shauna with this baby and my heart is breaking watchin her try to fucking handle it i cant imagineeeee and again the juxtaposition of that and her in the fucking future with callie in the police station jesus fucking CHRIST man "YOUR KID DOESNT LIKE YOU TOO MUCH DOES SHE" HELLOOOOOO

"YOU REALLY DID A NUMBER ON HER" oh my godddd

something something mothers always being these nurturing figures in fiction of being the faceless somethings in the background. osmething something shauna being fucking insane by comparison get me OUT OF HOW I ENDED UP HERE something something trapped in the wilderness being a mother cant get out something something trapped in the marriage cant get out . hey shauna are you okay

i never even wanted to be a mom i neverrrrrrrr wanted this I DID NOT START OUT A BAD PERSONNNNNNNNNNNN. SHAUNA GIRLIE leave my kid out of it leave my kid out of it COME ON MAN

kevyn with a y is a grade Y yucky loser

callie is kind of eating here btw. "that groomer cop. hes nasty." THEY KNOW THEY WERE FUCKING FREAKS

also oh my god shaunas little meltdowns cut to lottie f- hi fucking hello. HI FUCKING HELLO. LOTTIE. LOTTIE GIRL.

IS EVERYONE FUCKING NORMAL RIGHT NOW

HE NEEDS TO FEED ...

YO COACH BEN YOU NEED TO START RUNNING MAN WE NEED TO GIVE YOU A HEADSTART

CUT TO JEFF IN THE FUCKING CAR. VOM.

also my god lottie being the centre of it all like i did have my . sigh i dont know i wish lottie was MORE present in the first season in a sense like i wish there was more of her . but her being the centre and the one theyre both all "against" but also like they all have such a deep connection with her and

NATALIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THE FISH

NATALIE THE FISH DIDNT FUCKING DO SHIT

COME ON NATALIE MAN

BROOOOOOOOOO

EXACTLY NATALIE HELL

natalie being so survivor and the one whos a hunter but being the one who cant fucking kill a fish and is always the oje barely surviving i love natalie

"ITS YOU AND ME KID AGAINST THE WHOLE WORLD" SHAUNA ARE YOU FUCKING ALRIGHT IN ANY CAPACITY .

oh my god that made me so- so- so-

wait

th baby isnt

oh

okay

um

...

dot dot dot

umm

okay i thik im going to puke im going to cry ........

NO . NO THATS SICK WHAT I WAS SAYING WITH THE PARALLELS BEFORE AND JACKIE AND THEN HER VISIO OF THEM ALL EATING AND TH... THIS IS FUCKING HORRIBLE SO MUCH MORE HORRIBLE EVERYTHING

IHATE MY LIFE

#Egg.txt #yellowjackets liveblog #under a read more bc the ep just dropped and this is rambly anyway #WELL NEVERMIND I WROTE THAT WHEN I WROTE THE FIRST THING THEN I STARYTED LIVEBLOGGING

[whoslaurapalmer]

still chewing on the star beast like the world's tastiest little gummy bear ⭐⭐⭐

-oh it was so much fun!!!!!! it was such a delight!!!!!!!! fun and exciting and dten's face doing Things. nice and tasty!!!!!! -rtd still does some of the most '?????????????????' plot resolution of all time but at least with him i go '.........alright sure fine, why the fuck not, i'll take it.' like, his season finales to me are always very 'i mean, i see where you're coming from, but, why........did you do that..........' -i'm glad i'm not the only person going ??? at the 'let it go' thing but. sure!!! okay!!!! -and even with that!!!! it was still a sweet resolution!!!!

-i mean it was pretty obvious there would be some resolution with donna being fine but i did actually feel real stakes there for a moment. real emotion. that was good -oh but the lingering metacrisis energy splitting into rose??? i dig it. i liked that a lot actually. better than the letting it go thing but. sure fine (-hold on. hold on i'm bringing this back. bc i think about this specific note i made about the end of time literally every fucking day the master: i made everyone into me! ten: yeah well i................oh, shit)

-god i have gotttttt to finish watching eleven and the rest!! how much can i power through in the next. week. or maybe i'll wait until after the specials are over...........

-i am so curious what fourteen has been up to.........bc he clearly hasn't JUST regenerated -i'm so excited to see more of fourteen!! if i had any complaints here it was that i thought it moved a little fast and i didn't feel like i got a really good sense of fourteen yet. also i literally saw one (1) episode of thirteen and it was her last one so i am unable to do my regular 'how the previous regeneration influences this one' shenanigans -although i did see an article title recently (i did not read it, my brain wandered away from it after i screenshot it) where rtd said fourteen will "be slightly more human than ten" and i was like, 'more human than ten?????? than my sad wet cat trashfire pile????? than the one who treated regeneration as actual legitimate death????????? the doctor that felt and hurt so deeply that it made eleven go 'the human experience is suffering :)' in his SECOND EPISODE??????? rtd don't tempt me. don't say this unless you mean it. and you follow through on it.' -hold on i should actually just read the damn article -it gave literally no other info about that. well. we'll just have to see, won't we -oh i have seen people say fourteen is kinder than ten and i will say. yes i do see it. and quieter, i think -but god just as silly as the doctor ever is. just WHIPS OUT THAT WIG AND STAGES A TRIAL IN A PARKING GARAGE

-shaun going 'so how do you know donna?' and fourteen going '........nerys' had me CACKLING -nerys!!!!!!!!!!!!! NERYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (shaun: oh, nerys!) (donna: oh n e r y s !!!!!!! 🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️) (-godddd and the doctor has lived like. millennia since donna, right?? and never for one moment forgot anything about her!!! or anyone at all, ever!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭)

-donna missing the spaceship to stack the boxes. so fucking classic. i love that they continued that joke. and her just ranting the entire fucking time

-shirley anne is a delight and i want more of her toooooooo -i also love how she said "hey i get a bonus for meeting you :)" -the humor vs i do think unit should properly compensate their employees for the 50/50 fun adventure/RAMPANT DEATH possibility that comes with meeting the doctor

-'i love her. .......do i say that now?' -LITERALLY LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND -what a :) :( :) >:( :D :DDDD sort of moment. goodness. oh everything was such a treat. bunch of fun little callbacks........ -oh but that the doctor HAS grown where they can say that about their friends..................openly admit an emotion and how important someone was to him, without trying to.........talk around it, just legitimately saying the words straight out -ten WAS born out of love and i'll never stop saying it and loved so much and NEVER said it and fourteen is just like 'yep! sure thing :)' aaaa...........

-sylvia is still.......sylvia..........but her running herself in circles to try and protect donna at every single moment was actually. really touching?

-sylvia: isn't it hard (to not misgender your own granddaughter) donna: yeah :) so hard to not go WOW :) LOOK HOW FUCKING LUCKY I GOT :) WITH THIS PERFECT HUMAN BEING I BIRTHED :) ISN'T SHE JUST THE BEST :))))))))) RIGHT, MOM????????? :))))))))))))))))))

-donna noble says fuck, in my heart

-donna telling rose "i will burn down the world for you." 😭💖😭💖💖💖💖💖 -my whole entire goddamn heart!! -donna noble best parent best parent with her best daughter!!!!!!!!

-rose remembering all the villains and making them into plushies was so cute......!! -JUST BUYING A BAG OF EYES!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAA -sigh.......but keeping rose part-time lord would have been so fun........... -i hope we see more of rose!!!!!!!

-donna saying she shouldn't be upset bc she's got her family and what was it, FRANKLY THE BIGGEST SAUSAGE ROLL IN THE UNIVERSE -mmm........sausage...................

-donna: you should have friends this time!!!! fourteen: ...............................maybe me: :3c

-donna: who cares about me????? fourteen: i do!!!!!! me: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 -aaaaa that donna gets to remember all the times she did beautiful wonderful things and helped people and built her confidence and she gets to be confident in herself and her abilities again!!!!!!! donna you are so important just bc you're YOU -"it seemed like the sort of thing he'd do." re: giving away the lottery money...........and it's the sort of thing YOU'D do, donna!!!

-oh but her shouting about the doctor being in her subconscious and still making her act like him was. oh i will be holding on to that one -i have GOT to stop calling doctor who tasty but it's literally every single time i make notes about doctor who that i start fucking calling things tasty again. it's just so!!!!!!! mmmmmmm. so many things to think

-"it killed me, it killed me, it killed me." how many timesssss can i just say 'my whole fucking heart though' -AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA -i'm just!!!!!!!!!! -the doctor and his best friend in the whole fucking world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-i want to see more of shaun!!! i hope we see more of shaun............ -love a good roll with the punches guy. never gets old.

-what a CHANGE to the tardis interior!!!! (/ten in day of the doctor saying 'i don't like it.' echoes.........) -it's just so BRIGHT............!! -oh but fourteen is so happy :') -just try and tell me that joy is not also dten's at getting to run around in the tardis again!!!!!!!!!!

-i'm gonna cry my eyes out when wilf shows up. i'm gonna cry the whole goddamn hour. i'm looking forward to it.

#lulu talks about doctor who #spoilers. like. many many spoilers #i will probably have moreeeeeeeeeeee thoughts there's just so many things to think but this is it for now. until i......watch it again. #which i will very likely do. #yeah i've already edited this with additional thoughts.

[ptergwen]

peter and avenger!reader cuddling in bed after reader gets badly hurt on a mission so peter is kind of clingy/worried? 🥺

oh godddd 🥺 i genuinely love this

“does this feel okay?” peter checks with you, fluffing the pillow under your ankle for about the millionth time. you’d sprained it as well as broken a few fingers and hit your head. after bruce looked you over, he concluded that you have a slight concussion, so you’ve been confined to bed rest until you’re better. your very attentive and equally concerned boyfriend is keeping you company.

more like keeping an eye on you.

peter stayed home along with a few others because the whole team wasn’t needed for this mission. it was supposed to be lowkey, stopping some preplanned museum break in. it was lowkey until you got knocked into a statue and all banged up. steve was leading everyone, and he decided to take the loss, call damage control, and get you over to the med bay.

a few hours later leads you to be snuggled up with peter, who rushed to your side as soon as he’d heard what happened. bruce assured him it wasn’t that serious. at least, not serious enough for him to be freaking out in the place. that didn’t stop him.

“i’m fine, peter. really. you don’t have to worry so much,” you laugh down at him. he’s sitting at the end of your bed, insistently propping your foot up. “just wanna make sure you’re comfortable, baby.” he lets go of the pillow with a small frown. “c’mere,” you say softer. peter moves back up so he’s next to you. his arm wraps around your shoulders.

you curl into his side, peter’s free hand finding yours and carefully linking your fingers. “jesus,” he sighs as his thumb runs over your metal splint. “that’s gotta hurt. how long do you have to wear this?” you press the side of your face against his chest, mumbling out a don’t know. you didn’t ask bruce many questions. you’re too exhausted to care about the details.

peter brings your hand up to his lips and kisses the splint, then the rest of your fingers. it’s not always fun to be an avenger. all the scary thoughts, situations, the injuries that get worse every mission. seeing you go through the same things is tough for him.

“my head hurts,” you groan, voice muffled since you’re talking into his chest. “i know it hurts, baby,” peter coos and leaves a feather light kiss on your scalp. “it’s going to for a little while.” “i hate this.” you pull away from peter to look up at him, pouting. “why did i even have to be there? shouldn’t museums have, like, security?”

he winds his other arm around you with a chuckle. “yeah, and now their ancient greece exhibit has to pay for it.” the statue the robbers pushed you into kind of broke. it literally crumbled when you touched it. “it was old!” you excuse yourself, laughing in shock of his joke, peter hugging you closer to him. “exactly! that’s on the museum, not you.”

“look, y/n/n.” he’s getting serious again. “tonight was a lot. are you sure you’re okay?” “i guess.” you give him a half smile. half saying yes, half disappointed in how the mission played out. peter sees both sides of it. he brushes his thumb across your shoulder blade gently while he continues.

“i mean, you’re obviously in a lot of pain, which sucks.” you grab onto his torso and hum in response. “mentally, though. how are you doing up there?” his lips land on your temple, you closing your eyes, face fully hidden in his chest. “in the middle. good and bad,” you murmur into him. “i feel better now that i’m with you, but i’m upset about the mission.”

“how come?” peter asks, you letting out a breath. “because i messed it up. it’s embarrassing.” “no, no, no,” he immediately dismisses that and gives you another kiss on your cheek. “you did everything you could, baby. you got hurt.” “yeah, but-“ he’s not letting you finish that thought. “no one blames you, i promise.”

you sit with his words for a few seconds before accepting them. “ok. thank you, peter. that helps a little.” you kiss his chest, his arms tightening around you ever so slightly to say you’re welcome. peter smirks even though you can’t see it. “technically, if it’s anyone’s fault, cap was the one who called the mission.”

he’s too much.

#tom holland #tom holland fluff #tom holland imagine #tom holland x you #tom holland x reader #tom holland smut #peter parker #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #peter parker smut #peter parker x avenger!reader

[ssa-steverogers]

TFATWS EPISODE 4 SPOILERS BELOW

guys can we just please fucking appreciate episode 4 of the falcon and the winter soldier? jesus fucking christ this episode was so fucking good and we got so much out of it and oh god ohhhh godddd i hate john walker but the episode was so good that i’m about to cry

the opening scene? you can literally see bucky “freeing” himself as he is finally able to resist the words and then the scene cuts to ayo and bucky from the previous episode and she says “how could you free him?” about zemo. which TO ME feels like that means a lot to bucky knowing that he has a lot of self doubt about his character. it’s almost as if the question is asking how could bucky have freed the winter soldier. ya feel? also there’s a lot of talk about bucky ‘not knowing’ that the wakandans could just disengage his arm like that. when bucky says ‘no’ to sam asking if he knew they could do that, my interpretation of that is bucky was being honest. sure, the arm wasn’t embedded into his skin or fused into his shoulder so bucky probably knew there was a way to take it out. but did he know that they could easily disengage it while in combat? probably not.

i also think that no ones intention was to kill anyone. karli is obviously young and i don’t think she had ever intended to start killing people like this but because she is young, things tend to get messy faster rather than not. it starts with the bombing at the GRC with the defense of “this is the only language these people understand” then it was lemar. prior to lemar, there were hardly accidental kills or any kills at all. but when people are threatened, it is instincts to attack back with more power. karli threatens sam’s sister, even though she had just lost mama donya (which is making her more emotional/compulsive) so she knows full well how important family is but chose to be the ‘bad person’ here. so then john walker killed karli’s second in command after she killed lemar and so instinctively, karli will get more aggressive in order to reach her goal. i cant wait to see how she tries to control/justify what she will do next???? like sam agrees with karli’s ideals but at what point will he realize that she must be stopped at all means possible and that zemo was kinda right?????

anyways! john walker! he! doesn’t! deserve! the! shield! never! did! never! will! “the serum amplifies everything that is inside. so, good becomes great. bad becomes worse. [...] because a strong man, who has known power all his life, will lose respect for that power.” -dr. abraham erskine in captain america: the first avenger, about the super soldier serum. we’ve only just met john walker but most of us hate him lol and he is sus. but from the beginning he’s already an over achiever, already experienced in being honored for doing something good. now, the only difference is that there is a label on him. but we can also see that he’s kinda full of shit rage. he’s visibly angry when nobody would talk in episode 3 when they raid the safe house that karli was in. so once he took the super soldier serum, he’s stronger, sure. but now the rage is also enhanced. he wrongfully killed karli’s second in command in an act of rage. sure, his partner was just killed but if you’re a representation of ‘hope’, you can’t blatantly kill someone the way he did.

anyways the scene that walker kills the guy???? PARALLEL1!!1!1!1!1!!1 steve rogers in captain america: civil war raises his shield on tony stark and brings it down onto the arc reactor of his iron man suit when that could have easily been a fatal blow to the head. even when enraged enough to fight against a close teammate to protect a brother figure, steve had enough strength to pull himself back and say, ‘hey this isn’t what i stand for.’ unlike walker, who kills the guy without hesitation in a moment of pure rage. there’s nothing in him that is doubting that killing the wrong man is bad. walker’s putting the shield into the guys face and chest, repeatedly as he’s begging for his life. and when he’s done, the shield is covered in blood. it’s the blood, the eccentricity, the consequences of taking the serum, everything is on his hands (and on the thing he is supposed to represent).

can i also just say how much i love the directing style of this episode? camera movement is actually so important to filmography and i am not a professional or anything but i love appreciating the skills 🥺 like when lemar is killed, the camera pans onto sam and bucky. it’s like the world stops for a bit as you hear the snap of his neck. the pause in everything as you hear walker trying to wake lemar up. then, everyone runs. now, even though walker is fighting karli’s guy, the camera movement is no longer aggressively moving like a fight scene usually is. instead, it’s mostly steady, showing the goal that walker is determined to reach.

OH GOD AND ZEMO. idk how to feel about him. i love him but i also hate him???? fksjsjwkjdkx his dancing makes me want to forgive him but he’s also an idiot with an agenda???? but his DANCING. omg and episode 4 is named the world is watching and omggggg that means that the video of walker must have gone fucking viral for SURE i mean obviously it did but OH MY FUCKING GOD. god i have so many things to say about this episode and i can’t fucking wait for episode 5 omg but i’m just rambling at this point lol

#tfatws #bucky barnes #bucky #sam wilson #the falcon #the winter soldier #winter soldier #the falcon and the winter solider spoilers #john walker #lemar hoskins #helmut zemo #well damn #i loved this episode so much #but omg #so good #bucky x you #sam wilson x reader #karli morgenthau #marvel #mcu #mcu memes #mcu x reader #captain #zemo #baron zemo #captain america #not my captain america #but woof

[littlespoonevan]

Top 5 Buddie moments? ☺️🥰

oh my godddd where do i start???? can i even pick 5????????? *Edit upon finishing writing: most of these ended up focusing on Eddie’s feelings towards Buck I feel??? and I definitely have Things to say about their reunion in 3x06 and the kitchen scene bc they’re also up there as my faves so I could possibly also do an alternative top 5 that’s more Buck caring about Eddie but anyway here you go!

5. 2x04 - Buck introduces Eddie to Carla

Honestly every single interaction between them in this ep is my favourite because Buck supports Eddie so much throughout the whole ep????? Taking him to the hospital, telling Maddie what a great dad he is, giving Bobby the heads up when Eddie has to bring Chris to the station, it's all So Good. Especially when you remember they're still only just becoming friends at this point. But Buck introducing him to Carla has to be the icing on the cake for me. It's just- we've seen how smothered Eddie has felt in the past when it comes to caring for Christopher, how his parents have continually tried to take over or make him feel like he's doing something wrong, and I just really, really love that Buck offers him this support and this magic fix but in a way that doesn't undermine Eddie as a parent at all??????? Like he helps him but not because he thinks Eddie can't handle it but because he thinks Eddie deserves a break and wants to make things easier for him. It's amazing and I loVE IT

4. 3x18 - His fiancée's AbBy

sakljdfhs okay look. Listen. I love this scene so much and I think only recently sort of understand why. It's the first time we really see Eddie lose his calm during an emergency and the first time we see him specifically lose his calm over Buck. Because Eddie clearly knows how to compartmentalise and because of that we generally only see him look worried but not really outwardly react when Buck is in danger. But this scene akjsdh he's so aNNOYED and frustrated and it's fascinating because you have to wonder how much he knows about Abby and who's told him what. But what we do know is he knows Abby broke his best friend's heart and he knows Buck is willing to sacrifice himself for anyone but no way in hell is Eddie about to let him become collateral damage for someone who doesn't deserve it (and now we know he'd already changed/or was changing his will during this time *screams*). And yeah it's fun to call it jealousy but ultimately I think it was a lot of worry and a lot of frustration on Eddie's part because it's a very clear example of Buck believing he's expendable and Eddie wanting to shout, "You're wrong!!!!". Just. What a good fucking scene.

3. 3x03 - There’s nobody in this world I trust with my son more than you

I mean how could I not include this scene?????? It’s just- everything. All of it. From Buck’s voiceover to photograph playing in the background to the way Eddie all but bulldozes his way through casual conversation in the hopes of not having to explain. It’s about the absolutely unconditional way Eddie forgives him, like it’s not even a question, and the way Buck is so clearly torn up and can’t understand why Eddie doesn’t toss him aside. I’ll never get over “A few choice words can be the life raft that gets you home” combined with “There is nobody in this world I trust with my son more than you.” And obviously we know just how true that is later on but in this scene, you can tell Buck hears him even if he can’t quite allow himself to believe it yet. And it’s so soft and so gentle and just another one of those examples that prove to us that Eddie always seems to know exactly what to say to Buck to bring him back to the surface :’)

2. 4x04 - The gym scene

Honestly if it wasn’t for the season 4 finale this would be my number one. How do I love this scene? Let me count the ways. Just sakdjhfa fuck!!!!! it’s the first time we’ve ever seen Buck angry and I know obviously Eddie’s his confidant but it’s so good to actually see Eddie being his confidant. To see that Eddie’s the one he wants to vent to and that Eddie’s the one he trusts with his anger and Eddie just remains such a calming presence in the face of it all????? From the gentle way he talks to the way his foot holds down the punching bag while Buck hits it - I am on the floor. And also!!!!!! Eddie just repeatedly validating Buck’s feelings - “What do you have to apologise for? If that’s how you feel - how they made you feel - then you have every right to say so.” askdjfhas I think it’s really important actually because Buck is always called out for thinking before he acts and yeah, obviously sometimes he should apologise but I really love that Eddie takes the time to make it clear this is different. That Buck didn’t do anything wrong and is allowed to be upset. Also Eddie stopping Buck from hitting the punching bag when Buck says “I just want to hit things” and saying “I’ve been down that road. I don’t recommend it” goodbye???????????? He cares about Buck so much let me be. 

1. 4x14 - You think you’re expendable...but you’re wrong

askdjfha is there anything I can say about this scene that hasn’t already been said?????? It’s stunning. It’s so beautiful and so significant and I will never recover. Eddie is someone who struggles so much to talk about his feelings but he’s the one who initiates the conversation because this is important to him. And I said this yesterday but it really is a declaration of love????? I’ve written before about how the scene sort of parallels/answers Buck’s “Love me anyway” plea but one thing I noticed when rewatching Buck Begins is that when Buck gets hurt Margaret yells at him and says “You think you’re indestructible but you’re not” and it’s such a contrast to Eddie saying “You think you’re expendable...but you’re wrong.” even though the two sentences are almost identical. I’ve talked a lot about how significant the word “expendable” is and that parallel sort of reinforced it for me because Margaret is chastising Buck. She’s admonishing him for being reckless with himself and his body and it’s inarguably tied to Daniel. Whereas Eddie uses the word expendable because he knows Buck’s recklessness comes from a place of not feeling wanted. So he tells him I want you and I love you and you can’t get hurt because me and Christopher need you and Buck hears him. And I mean, that’s not even getting into the wILL of it all???? Like, hello???????? but I’m gonna stop now because I’m rambling but aksjdfhsja honestly this scene has broken me beyond repair and I for one am so grateful

#buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 #mine #anon #asks #i feel like i should've done top 5 scenes of eddie caring about buck and top 5 scenes of buck caring about eddie askjdfh #it's bc i just wrote 13k from eddie's pov ok i'm thinking thoughts lmao

[rahleeyah]

So with Bernie coming back and the thoughts about how Elliot would react if he finds out the extent of what Liv did back in the day re: Kathleen and also just the general fun of speculating about all of the things that EO can/should address that we know we probably won't actually get in canon - question for you and for whoever else wants to chime in! If you could pick the top five conversations/related scenes that you want to see play out between EO over this next season, what would they be? I'm mostly thinking things that would make sense within the current context of the show but that we're unlikely to get given the priorities/structure, like, phone sex is a VALID answer but not what I mean in this case lmao. Would be curious to hear your answer and anyone else that wants to chime in!

Oh my godddd this is such a good question!! I love this! ok for me top five are:

1. Lewis. I don't fully trust the show runners to handle it in the way I want it but holy shit. What that did to Liv, the way it changed her, marked her, has become such a pivotal before and after event in her life, I feel like there's no way for them to move forward and not talk about it. Elliot needs to know what happened to her. I want to see how Liv would go about explaining it, and I want to see Elliot handling his grief and his guilt, and I want to see them closer because of it.

2. Noah. I know tptb said Elliot met Noah off screen but disrespectfully, fuck that. It is such an important moment the idea of just handwaving it away is just a smack in the face to fans. But here's what I want to see. I want to see Liv talking to Elliot about how she felt, taking Noah home. How she fought for Ellie. How she fought Johnny D and lost Nick. How she nearly lost Noah to Shelia. I want to see Liv talk to Elliot about being a mom, about the nights she spent just watching Noah sleep, about how it changed her. I want to see Elliot seeing that.

3. Tucker. Give us some fucking payoff for all Fin's attempts at parent trapping and who's the guy and everything. Bonus points if they let Elliot suspect, even briefly, that Tucker is Noah's dad I feel like he'd gnaw his own arm off. Let Jelliot jump out. Let Elliot get his back up and let Liv her defend her relationship with Tucker because she deserves that. Deserves to say he mattered to me, and he was here when you weren't.

4. I want a scene where Liv's squad sees Elliot-and-Olivia and are left just sort of staring in wonder. Give me Liv grinning at El, give me El saying you thinking what I'm thinking? Give me the pair of them walking off, conspiring. Give me Carisi turning to the squad and saying what are they thinking? Guys? What are they thinking? and then cut to absolutely ridiculous shenanigans please I need it. Just. Giving the squad a glimpse into their old camaraderie and Fin in the background rolling his eyes

5. I WANT THEM TO KISS GODDAMN IT I WANT A BIG, EXPLOSIONS, FIREWORKS, HIS HAND IN HER HAIR, SPARKS FLYING KISS, PREFERABLY IN THE MIDDLE OF A KNOCK DOWN DRAG OUT FIGHT

And a bonus: it would bring me joy if Brian Cassidy showed up

#ask #thank you for this this was so much fun

[staliasjeronica]

Riverdale S5 Ep16 Thoughts *Spoilers*

Thoughts under cut to keep tag clean!

- Archie feeling guilty about his platoon :(

- “Considering you always screw things up…” GO OFF QUEEN!

- Oh thank you for stopping the random musical number but still fuck you Penelope. ‘A young man of few words’ the writers coming after themselves wow

- Jughead 🥺🥺 but what was the point of that scene with Alice (though I’m glad to see her) like—they could’ve just waited for Betty to be available…

- Jughead apologizing to Principal Weatherbee for his apology tour

- Hermosa and Reggie ew but also Veronica’s reaction is priceless. "What KIND of thing?"But it’s sad yet telling that she had more reaction to Reggie x Hermosa than Barcheating. Fuck these writers smh

- I mean Penelope should be in jail but we’re gonna skirt over that huh… but anyways lets upstage her for the millionth time

- THE ANIMOSITY IN VERONICA’S VOICE ASDFGHJKL;

- God poor Archie…

- “I don’t think it’s a war you can win.” “Maybe not, but it’s a war worth fighting.” YES ARCHIE GO TAKE DOWN GENERAL TAYLOR!

- Hiram being dumb enough to not change his locks after his previous co-worker (?) goes to work with his daughter/rival

- OMG CHERONICA?! FUCK. bugdead really helping everyone actually get screen time together we love to see it! fuck bhva <3

- Jughead wearing purple, Jeronica’s color muah

- Jabitha in Pop’s <3

- Betty sabotaging Jughead in whatever way possible without even truly meaning to r.i.p.

- I hate this ministry cult church bs plot but Cheryl’s outfit is *chef’s kiss*

- Archie being Archie and doing the good thing by asking him to step down, hoping/believing that he would be as good as him and step down :(

- … He’s still a solider who WENT TO WAR? Saw awful shit? The army is not some elite group you freak

- Better opening wounds than to let some asshole gets away with murdering many men and therefore CREATING those open wounds...

- Jughead don’t use her novels… don’t do it… I know you will and that you’ll end up not going through with it but PLEASE

- God seeing the boy in the hallway all messed up is amazing cinematography, but feels kind of out of place for Riverdale. They can only write and shoot well when it’s a character and plot focused episode instead of an insane all over the place episode

- LMAO VERONICA SAID FUCK YOU HIRAM AS SHE SHOULD HAVE! Not Hiram calling Veronica petty…??? He’s the petty child, aka a little bitch as Josie puts it.

- Of COURSE Nana Rose was a beekeeper…

- That coptercab thing sounds like an awful idea asdfghjkl;

- Veronica finally getting rid of Chad from her life as she should!

- Jughead drinking alcohol :( He was clean for a week my poor baby, but it’s so hard to kick… hopefully the writers actually allow him to grow and get better

- I know bh don’t have sex or anythning but this music is so… suggestive?? Why make it sound like they’re gonna get together again stop babying the Bughead’s after all they’ve done to everyone and this show??? Let them whine and cry

- The guilt Eric must feel for doing that FUCK “let me bring this home for you, it would be my honor” stop this is so 🥺😭

- Penelope decides to stop them after they’ve done two “miracles”??? okay… lol

- WHOREMONGER AND ESCAPED CONVICT if you want her gone just send her back?? QUEEN OF TTHE BEES BROOOO her making her mother flinch damnnnn

- ERIC GOING WITH ARCHIE AWW what a G though

- VERONICA IN PINK MUAH! “If you’re gonna bee a big boy, you gotta party like a big boy.”

- “You’ve impressed me, Chad.” ew over an awful idea fajsdlfahsf okay

- “probably not, Jughead, but-“ the way they’re speaking is so awkward

- Why does Jughead have to apologize for the voicemail when he said nothing wrong?? Sure it was a bit much and toxic but he was RIGHT why can’t people call out Betty?

- “I’m in recovery”Jughead says, drinking alcohol...

- Betty’s not gonna apologize for cheating huh… oh yeah lets also bring up the fact that you stole Yale from Jughead.

- Betty’s more comfortable with serial killers than being a normal person… yeah we know Betty

- Betty choosing a serial killer over Jughead BUGDEAD!

- Jughead she’s never taken accountability, she’s not going to stop

- Jughead admitting it wasn’t his novel. Good for him, even though he’s gonna lose his career :(

- BETTY JUST LEAVING LMAO OKAY—

- “my boysenberry is blowing up!” asdfghjkl; Veronica sabotaging Chad MUAH WE STAN! YOU’LL NEVER BE AN ALPHA, CHAD, YOU’RE A BORN BETA.

- So now everyone knows that Chad crashed the helicopter and nothing’s gonna happen bc of it huh

- JABITHA GOT A POP’S HANDHOLD OH MY GODDDD

- “Why are you so nice to me?” Jughead never being able to tell when anyone (aka Tabitha and Veronica) is into him what a babie

- It’s so telling that Betty sees Jughead drinking and says absolutely nothing and only talks about what’s going on with her, but Tabitha immediately makes sure that he’s going to continue going to AA and get better. Jabitha eating Bughead up (which isn’t hard to do considering Bughead was never anything good)

- THEY TOOK GENERAL TAYLOR DOWN!! And Eric isn’t in trouble 🥺🥺

- Tabitha going to help Betty muah we love one of the best girls in Riverdale!

- Not Cheryl thinking she’s a witch… like sure I’ve thought of this for a CAOS/Riverdale crossover but—

- “I’ve got this bad feeling about what happens next.” me after every episode of Riverdale bc of thee dumb ass plots

- When the two miners are Archie and Eric and we get Betty digging him out despite how dangerous it is!

- “If Archie dies, you die.” We stan Veronica Lodge <3

#Riverdale #Thoughts #Spoilers

[wackatoshi]

winter’s fanfic recs

last updated: 5 July 2020

ok so you want good fanfics?? emotional rollercoasters?? gut wrenching angst?? toe curling fluff???  well listen I have you covered. keeping this pinned (maybe) and ill try update whenever i can!

listen i consume so much fanfiction per day it tends to all get blurred in my head, plus life lol. so these fics are truly standouts because they resonated that much with me that i have reread them countless times, and will continue to do so!!!

below the cut are links to the fic and some brief comments where i tried to encapsulate as much as I could, as concisely as possible LMAO but it was really hard okay

anyone who follows me knows i am Rain’s Biggest Fan lMAOOOO so it comes as no surprise that i recommend everything by @/revasserium

but here are a handful...that, you know, if the world ended and all the libraries burnt to crisps and the internet emptied itself...these r the ones i’d salvage:

found among the ruins - kageyama x reader all time favourite, nothing will change this from being my #1. this has lines you won’t forget!! fantastic historical references just woven into this story, ties in amazingly with kageyama like. damn. “when they lose to seijoh, he doesn’t cry” is just such an iconic line, it randomly comes back at me and i HAVE to go and reread this. brilliant. brilliant. brilliant.

universal truths - kageyama x reader ok this fic is barely a day old and it’s pinned on my blog so go and read it now. just read the author’s note at the beginning and tell me you’re not immediately enticed lmao. i can't say anymore about this bc words just don’t do it justice so just read rain’s tags:

and tell me this isn’t poetry 

love as dead as one of the languages - oikawa x reader (assassin au) LIKE...THIS IS NOT A STORY THIS IS A WHOLE MOVIE. oikawa n iwaizumi duo as assassins and yes it’s just as sexy as u think. perfect undertones of angst, oikawa angst by rain is the Best thing ever. man read this so you can talk to me about it, im obsessed w spy aus and this comes rlly close

so this is how summer ends - oikawa x reader

first paragraph in this is probably singlehandedly the most phenomenal metaphor i have ever come across. it just sets the tone for the story incredibly well and i have no words, this really, really, really hurt me but i Always come back to it, because there’s a hopeful part of me that thinks it might be different each time lMAO

hate - tsukki x reader this is AWESOME. the pacing of this fic is just to die for, you’ll know what i mean when you read. the cold open, but then the way it just develops throughout the story and you finally get the full picture - phew. absolutely a masterpiece, yet again, and it’s so so perfect. don’t be shy read it

stolen kisses - sakusa x reader imsidjakjdha this is awesome, great reading of sakusa, so fluffy and adorable and toe curlingly sweet. i love this, really adore this and it’ll make you feel so much better if you’re having a bad day, trust me on this. fricking adorable

those who make sandcastles - kakashi x reader

so I’ve never watched naruto ever lmao (except two episodes rain generously linked me which...I still never recovered from) but this is so so unspeakably beautiful to me. I don’t think you understand...like from a person who didn’t know who this guy was, god reading this was a raw experience and I just. it’s gorgeous please talk to me about this fic. I’m sure it’ll hit way different when u actually know his character. but omg I just. 😭 so many gorgeous lines in this fic in PARTICULAR I am never gonna be over this one

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next we have the iconic @/bleedinqhearts and you’ve probably come across her work at some point or another, so good!!!! well i have more to show you!!!!!!!

what we owe to each other - oikawa x reader (spy au) THIS is the fic that inspired me to write no sound like silence lmao so go and read this one bc it’s infinitely more superb and snappy and WOW. it honestly takes a lot for me to EVER reread fanfics, but this one is One i easily, easily come back to because it’s so addictively well-written. the cliffhanger at the beginning tho ooooffff ;)

we were thieves - kuroo x reader (heist?au) one of the most criminally underrated fics if i’m honest!! so great so great, kuroo is just OOOF in this like, just WAIT til he comes in. honestly sad this is the only part but hey there’s just so much description that you can easily insert this as ur emotional support daydream and enjoy ur own spin-off in ur head

with time - ushijima x reader yeah like, this has 1000+ notes for GOOD reason. fricking amazing, absolutely tore me apart but the ending is so endearing, so sweet, you’ll probably shed a couple tears. ushijima being a big oaf is all i live for and UGH this will literally make you squeal, it is SO helplessly adorable and sweet and i just want to be in love so bad

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ok next writer is @/xuyue who you all know i Stan. just go and read all of her works please i beg of you, she’s got some incredible lines and fricking gorgeous pacing, i feel like im on cloud nine with every one of her fics. but you ALL know which one my favourite is:

asteria - yamaguchi x reader I WILL GO TO THE GRAVE WITH THIS FIC I SWEAR ITS AMAZING...i fell head over heels in love with yamaguchi after reading this lmao like wow. and the last line will haunt you forever and ever...just go to the reblogs of this fic and you’ll see the trail of my comments and delirious ramblings lmao

between us - iwaizumi x reader (historical au)

HI LMAO THIS SERIES WILL ABSOLUTELY RUIN YOU ITS THE FRIKCIRHH BEST historical aus have NEVER been done better yue clearly put in a ton of effort to research this and FIRCK Japanese edo period just...comes to LIFE before your eyes like GOD...but this fic encapsulates forbidden love, mutual pining but 100x angstier, and I think you’ll just be overwhelmed by a sense of hopelessness all the way through. goddd iwaizumi is just SO noble in this and part 6 will fricking obliterate you also please read if it’s you which is oikawa x reader (historical au) ahahaah ahaha

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ok ok. are u ready for the kicker coz yes its the amazing @/krystallisert my blog is currently named after two of her fics because i am but a Shrine to god tier writing. so check out the link in my description box (god who am i) and browse throughhhh <3 NOT my masterlist do NOT interact

da capo - oikawa x reader x iwaizumi (soulmate au, unrequited love) THE FACT WE STANNED THIS SO HARD THAT NIGHT LMAOAOOA I LOVE IT. i even have a tag for this fic, that’s how bad it got me. honestly my hands are shaking as i type this bc i really don't know how to explain how incredible this fic is..how much it means to me. i CRIED so hard, i screamed and cursed like this GOT me. i said it once before, but this story EVOLVES before your eyes - each chapter is in a new perspective and you collect all these new details, you see things in a new light, and iwaizumi’s chapter will properly break your heart...but also oikawa’s chapter shook me to the core n i really LOVE the characterisation here. 

bitter/sweet - ushijima x reader (fake dating au, billionaire au) uMMMMM THE FACT I ALSO HAVE A TAG FOR THIS WHY DIDNT ANY OF YALL MESSAGE ME ABOUT THIS ??? i had a TIME reading this fic. i had the best time of my life. god when you find people who can write ushijima it’s the best fricking thing ever. like...he is so amazing in this oh my god. this fic in particular brings the characters and the scenes to LIFE. it just feels so real, so tangible, and you...you just know what i mean if you read it ok. i was blushing all throughout this fic, tingles up my spine...the LOT

highways: in defiance - oikawa x reader (dystopian au)

oh my god. ok I am really not coherent right now as I type this bc my emotions have seriously been sucked dry...THIS fic is absolutely stunning. please read it. the relationship building is so gorgeously executed, you will fall in love with ever-observant, rebellious oikawa, he is just a DREAM in this. I am so in love oh my gosh it’s so beautiful, I love them, I’m in love, it hurt in a lot of places but the ending will just make you so soft for the universe 🥺

highways: in colour - akaashi x reader (dystopian au)

HEY THIS FIC BROKE ME LMAOOOO GODDDD this is the first instalment of the highways series that I read and yeah it’s GORGEOUS. the language is so vivid and colourful, you’ve got smuggler/painter akaashi vibes whose creativity has been repressed because of this totalitarian regime, and this secret lil relationship is just doomed from the start but it makes you hope, so desperately, it just makes you hope and hope and hope because that’s what dystopian stories are all about right? the ending will BREAK you

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a new addition bc this writer is so brilliant, so big-brained, I am genuinely in love with everything she’s ever written MUAH I LOVE @/wander-lu5t

underwater — ushijima x reader

this basically follows canon post timeskip so WOW it’s amazing and so beautiful. a long fic but seriously not to be missed, every chapter is so engaging and beautiful and you will just feel so so so much. the characterisation is absolutely impeccable!!! I love it so much...I have so many feelings...ahhhh

into the new world - atsumu x reader, ushijima x reader, kita x reader (soulmate au)

HAHAHAHA FRICK THIS SERIES IS ACTUALLY JUTST BLOODY INCREDIBLE WOULD PAY FOR A WHOLE BOOK FILLED WITH EVERY CHARACTER FROM HQ IN THIS SETTING!!! so it’s a three part series featuring diff characters in which reader is thrown into a new world and meets her soulmate, discovering their name is written somewhere on their body. it’s just amazing. I do not know which one is my favourite truly. they’re all so incredibly good in their own right and of course the characterisation is amazing. to summarise the way I feel:

atsumu: HILARIOUS. you will be laughing from start to end, I swear. he is such a drama baby but it’s so funny lmao. the dynamics are seriously to die for, everything is just brilliant!!! if you need a pick me up, read this!! and the ending is just AGHHH IT TIES THE FIC TOGETHER IN SUCH A LOVELY MANNER

ushijima: THIS WAS SOOO INTERESTING OMG. reader is low key so dodgy LMAO we love to see that scoundrel energy contrast against prim and perfect ushijima. another gorgeous one, there’s one line in here that especially broke my heart and you will know which one it is. sigh...OH AND TENDOU IN THIS LMAO

kita: ok this is possibly my favourite one of the three...I’m so??!?! it’s especially magical ahhh and romantic, you will swoon so much. if you want to feel particularly swept off your feet, kita’s your man, and this fic is the one for you. I am so in love with him after this LMAO like to an unhealthy degree. I just want to move into the countryside on a farm and live my best life with that man <3 and his grandma LMAO

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here’s a RANDOM RANDOM rec bc it’s not haikyuu, it’s star wars, it’s reylo aka one of the most controversial ships in the world yes, i know -

crossroads trilogy - reylo YEPPP this series absolutely ruined me and it will ruin you too. the plot in this is like crazy good and the fact it was written pre-the last jedi always kinda freaks me out bc of how many parallels it had to the movie. wow. yeah i should reread this bc it was absolutely incredible 

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in conclusion please go and tell your favourite writers that you enjoyed what they wrote! it’s a simple gesture of appreciation & it really does mean a lot, so don’t forget to say thank you!! they work hard ya know!!

#fanfic recs #fanfiction #honestly this was done very poorly by me but i don't want you to get bogged down by my fluctuating emotions #just read the damn fics ok and come into my arms as we sob together #all of u #im so floored by this writing and it just inspires me so so so much but #mostly just makes me rlly appreciative #these fics in particular are just gonna stay w me forever... #stannable fics

[ayeitsjustmee]

Accident’s Happen- E.C

Ethan x Reader

So it was around 4 weeks ago when you and Ethan decided to spend the night together. Not that either of you were fit to make any decisions whatsoever, but that didn’t stop you at all. You were both under the influence of alcohol and had witnessed quite a lot of things the week running up to it.

You’ve known Ethan for years, literally since school and you’ve been there to support him all throughout his success with shameless and did your best to help him with schooling too which he adored you for. It was hard juggling both, but he saw that as the norm. You knew he could do well at school though so made sure he would prove your hypothesis there. You two were inseparable in the beginning but got used to spending time apart once he started filming for shameless and that has always been fine for the two of you because once you’re reunited, it’s like nobody ever left.

You were due to host a family BBQ at your house for your mother’s birthday and the Cutkosky clan were due to attend. You hadn’t really seen much of Ethan these past 2 weeks and any time you’d seen him since you two shagged has just been slightly awkward. Maybe that’s because you’re wanting to talk about what happened but not wanting to be the one to start the conversation. I don’t know. But either way, it’s been awkward and you’re anxious about tonight. Anxious about seeing his face. The face that you always miss, more than you’ve missed anyone else’s before.

You put on a dainty little button-up white dress and curl the ends of your hair, putting half of it up, out of your face. You add a thin eyeliner flick to your look and put on your mascara. Once this is done you place your Dr Marten’s sandals on with your dress and head downstairs. Greeting people as you pass, trying to find your way to your dad, knowing that his face will calm the nerves in your body. He has always been able to soothe your anxiety and talk you into feeling okay and calm. You’ve been feeling nauseous most of the week because of this. Finally, you find him at the barbecue and smile, heading over to him. You embrace him in a big hug. He’s been working since 8pm last night, on a night shift.

“Hey, you okay?” He asks as you embrace him. You just nod and he sighs empathetically before putting his hand on your shoulder and saying “It’s gonna be okay Y/N, everyone is family.” And you nod in agreement, taking a deep breath.

Just then, you hear a familiar female voice. The voice of Mrs Cutkosky greeting you and your dad. You turn around and smile in her direction enthusiastically and your dad does the same.

“Y/N, so nice to see you again! How are you?” She says sweetly holding her arms open for a hug which you gladly accept. “I’ve been good, just busy at work taking every possible shift I can get.” You giggle awkwardly as you reply to her question and she grins widely. Just behind her you see Ethan standing there with an unknown look on his face. Maybe he’s wondering why you’ve made yourself so unavailable.

“Aw bless, you’re a hard working Y/N! You deserve the best of the best.” She says and removes a piece of hair from your face. She’s always so friendly to you and you love her for that.

“Aw thank you so much, only time will tell ay.” You respond and she smirks before heading to talk to your dad, leaving you with Ethan, who has his hands in his pockets awkwardly smiling. You smirk and roll your eyes playfully moving closer towards him.

“Pull yourself together boy, are you trying to make it obvious to our families that something happened between us.” You say with a smirk as you remove his hands from his pocket and straighten up his jacket, causing his cheeky to flush red.

“You don’t beat around the bush, do you Y/N. Be quiet jeez, there could be paparazzi here godddd.” He laughs and hits your shoulder playfully before looking around and pretending to hide.

You just roll your eyes and laugh at his response before saying “Cocky much?” And raising and eyebrow.

“I don’t think I need to answer that question for you. Cause like, you would know wouldn’t you.” He bites his lip holding in a smirk. Your mouth gapes open in response and his composure bursts. The laugher comes and you just cannot contain your laughter either.

“God sake Ethan, go and say happy birthday to my mother. I can’t deal with you right now.” You respond an check smirks before turning around and heading towards your mum. Obeying orders for once. As he reaches your mum, he turns around and winks at you.

Why does he do this to you? Dead.

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You spend most of the evening talking to all of your family, playing board games with the kids and attempting to whoop their asses on just dance. That’s until you get the urge to throw up and have to run to the toilet to let it out. Ugh, you hate being sick. Despise it, fear it, don’t like it at all, nah-ah. Nope. Then, you decide to go outside and sit yourself on the swing’s whilst sipping at your water to gargle the sicky taste away.

It gets you thinking about Ethan. He’s very confusing, that is the first time he has even mentioned the night you spent together since it happened and he made it seem like it wasn’t a big deal at all. So if he can joke about it why can’t he talk about it?

“Hey little one.” Speak of the devil. He’s always called you little one, it’s just his nickname for you because you’re smaller than him and it makes him feel better. You look over to him and smile. He sits on the swing next to you and there’s about a minute of silence before he speaks.

“Are you okay? What happened inside?” He asks nervously, licking his lips.

“Oh I had to throw up. My anxiety has taken it’s toll on me.” You reply nervously and his eyebrows raise.

“Oh no, that’s not good. Why’s it been bad?” He asks innocently, just curious.

“Well, you make me anxious.” You state and he seems surprised.

“Me? Why? You don’t need to be anxious around me at all Y/N. We are Ethan and Y/N, unstoppable and nothing scares us.” He says with a smile holding your hand. You look down at your hands and sigh. He can be so casual and it’s so agravating when you feel so many emotions right now.

“Because, you won’t talk about it.” You reply and look to the ground.

“Oh.” He says and you stay quiet without looking to him.

“I don’t know what to say Y/N. I thought you’d regretted it, so I felt ashamed and embarrassed. Then you’ve made yourself work so much these last 2 weeks that I thought you were avoiding me. It’s okay, I get it, mistakes happen.” He blurts out. Word vomit much.

Just then, you have the urge again and run to the downstairs toilet, Ethan hot on his feet behind you. He walks into the toilet with you and grabs your hair out of the way before you end up with sick on it. He takes a band off your wrist and ties your hair up in a messy bun before sitting on the floor next to you.

“Thank you, E.” You say as you wipe your mouth with tissue. He nods, and again, bites his lip nervously. Then, his eyebrows raise and he sighs before standing up and pacing. Then he stops and looks at you.

“I’m going somewhere, I’ll be back real soon. Please don’t move.” He orders and you nod. Seconds later he leaves and you put the toilet lid down, get a towel and lean your head on it before quickly nodding off.

***

“Y/N.” Ethan’s voice hums, nudging you awake. You rub your eyes and yawn.

“Here.” He says and hands you a bag. He’d been to the shops. You look inside the bad and your eyes go huge. Your mouth gapes open and you stare at Ethan who shifts uncomfortably with his hands back in his pockets. Your heart aches a bit and your stomach drops. No one emotional can describe the way you feel at the realisation of what he thinks is going on. Especially when it makes so much sense. Your eyes start to well up.

“Are you fucking insane?!” You yell and stand up, shoving the bag into his arms.

You go to leave the bathroom but he places his hand against the door, stopping it from swinging open. He then locks it and barges you out of the way. You start to cry and try to shove him out of the way by hitting his arms and chest. He grabs your wrists gently, but firm enough to stop you, trying his best not to hurt you and locates you to sit on the toilet seat. You bring your legs up to your chest and bury your face into your knees and start to sob.

“Please Y/N, you need to know.” He begs, desperation in his tone and tears were threatening to fall from his eyes.

“Why me?” You cry and Ethan just rubs your back sympathetically. You stand up, go to the bag and open up the box getting out a digital pregnancy test. You go back to the toilet, lift the lid up and sit down. Peeing on the stick, right in front of Ethan, carelessly. He sits in the on the floor, head in hands and waits with you for the results.

“You know you’re not the only potential father right?” You say and he nods.

You don’t look, you pee on the stick, wipe and place the stick on the side upside down and set an alarm. You wash you hands and as you go to dry them, you knock the pregnancy test on the floor, making Ethan look up from his hands. As you pick it up you see the results, already clear as day, in just a minute. Pregnant. 4 weeks. You then drop it next to Ethan.

“Fuck.” He mumbles and ruffles his hair in worry. You feel numb but hazy. As if you were going to pass out any minute now.

“I’m going to bed.” You state coldly and begin walking through the crowded house and head towards the stairs. Barging past relatives, no idea what they’re saying to you. Ethan follows after cleaning up everything in the bathroom and bringing it with him discreetly and explaining to people that you’re going to sleep because of you being poorly.

“Go away Ethan, I don’t need to be babied.” You say, being a total bitch. He rolls his eyes.

“Get over yourself Y/N and accept care when you fucking need it. Stop acting like you don’t give a shit!” He yells and you jump back, shocked at his anger. But then you smile, proud that he defended himself since you were in fact being a bitch.

You just sigh and take off your dress, causing Ethan to become awkward seeing you in just your thong and no bra. You get an oversized t-shirt out and get in bed.

“You coming or not?” You ask and he quickly strips into only his boxers and joins you in bed. He goes to speak about it and you shush him, snuggling into him.

“We can talk about it tomorrow. I’m not ready right now.” You say and he nods, kissing your forehead.

—————

A/N- hey! So I plan on making this a series, but I’m not too sure yet. Let me know what you guys think I should do?? I know it’s long, I do apologise but there was a lot I needed to have in if just in case I don’t make it a series. Anyway, enjoy! Also, feel free to send me imagine requests etc!

UPDATEEEE

I have now turned this into a fan fiction on Wattpad, but I’m not going to make it one on here. So I’ll put the link below if anyone is interested in a full story, and if not you’ve got your one shot on here still!❤️

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mtmte liveblog issue 36

time travel arccccccccccccc yessssssssss

I have been waiting SO LONG to reread this arc hhhhh yessss

starting off strong with the sexy roller cover. nice

I love the disconnect of ‘orion pax: outlaw’ compared to the last time we saw him in shadowplay where he was orion pax: supercop

he’s still punching people for JUSTICE or whatever so I guess not much has changed

oh my god this is the issue with the many many two-page spreads...the first time I read this issue I didn't realize that was a thing and GOD I was SO fucking confused. there's already a lot going on in this issue/arc but this made things so much worse hvbhjkdfbsk. I powered thru and still managed to understand most of the arc despite reading half this issue out of order (essentially) bc the website I read it on split the pages up and I couldn't tell they were supposed to be doubled (and also I'm dumb so I didn't figure it out)

anyways, the actual issue...windcharger is out here using his powers to rip a dudes arms clean off. wow!

and there's skids getting punched in the face. Ls

and glitch! a totally minor character of course...

MANNNNN I SO adore the panel of all the lost lighters appearing in a cloud of purple smoke, all posing epically....SO fucking good, peak sci-fi coolness vibes, A++

as usual jro killing it w/the titles, ‘elegant chaos’ is such a great name for a time travel arc

also reading the tfwiki has shown me that many of jros titles are song or album titles, to which I say - that's epic and I love it. with jro doing it, I feel like it straddles the line between referencing music and the very fanfic-esque ‘title things after music’ vibe. I love it

oh god I forgot they use bs cybertronian time units in this sometimes lmao...I mean of course they do but still like, what the fuck is a cycle. is that a day. I feel like these words all have no meaning/the meanings change drastically depending on continuity. I cant keep up and also I'm lazy and don't care enough to try

I love rodimus did u know

poor riptide looks so confused lmao

IS....IS REWIND PIGGYBACKING TAILGATE...THATS SO FUCKING CUTE....I cant fully tell bc of the page layout but ooomg so precious. minibot buddies

whirl saying ‘chuff’ just reminded me how british jro is hvbhakjhdsfbs sometimes it just Jumps Out in mtmte and I'm like Oh God Britain Is Real

I really like the mtmte approach to time travel and paradoxes and whatnot. its just complex enough to be interesting but not too convoluted that it bogs down the story. perfect sci-fi fun!

mannnn chromedome talking abt brainstorm :( I'm sad abt those two hhhhh

and I love how at this point, nobody in the cast ACTUALLY knows brainstorm well enough to know what he’s really doing - including chromedome, who’s ostensibly his closest friend, somebody he’s known for a while - and even the readers don't really know what he’s up to...I like the mystery tbh

cant believe rewind wrote orion pax’s biography, omg. completely forgot abt that detail

cd saying ‘I love it when he talks history’ about rewind....hhhh I love cdrw so muuuuch

godddd the line rodimus says abt whirl - how they need people like whirl around who are ‘happy to get in the way’ of danger and death - that shit haunts me man like...rodimus is basically saying that he’s bringing whirl along to potentially die in place of someone like orion pax (nevermind the fact that whirl dying would ALSO fuck up the timeline)...like, how deep does it go?? is he saying that bc he knows whirl has been trying to get himself killed for a while now, or just bc whirl likes violence? mannn I cant...the character intricacies...man

anyways...I love rodimus he’s such an interesting character. you have that fucked up moment and then in the next panel he’s saying ‘if you want to call it a time phone, I wont stop you’ about the quantum walkie-talkie. he has the RANGE

oh and then rodimus casually volunteering chromedome to do mnemosurgery on anyone who might accidentally find out about them time traveling, which is again fucked up on multiple levels. the raaaaange

vjaksbhdhfusajbfdjk that panel of the lost light squad just standing there like idiots reminds me of that post where someone said abt that panel ‘these characters have a collective 3 brain cells’ or something hvbjadkfnksfdl

rodimus IMMEDIATELY breaking his own rules by trying to reassure pax that they're good guys by pointing at his autobot badge, even tho the autobots DONT EVEN EXIST YET at this point...my boy PLEASE go purchase some brain cells from the store 

and the fact that rodimus introduced himself to pax w/his real name...shouldn't he go by an alias or st??? that seems like a good time travel rule since optimus and rodimus definitely know each other later 

and like, did they not anticipate that some of the people in the past would recognize some of the lost lighters hgbajkhdjfnjksf like cd and whirl get Instantly recognized...great job guys

they are all SO bad at this hvbahskjdhfbasjkf I cantttt luckily for them the orion crew is handing them easy alibis 

‘the dugout’ is that a baseball reference????

also I love the scenery here, the bg looks like rock but there's metal piping and stuff running thru it, its so cool...really adds to the whole ‘cybertron biomes are made of metal’ thing

‘ancient history’ rodimus are you KIDDING ME-

cyclonus time travels to the past and IMMEDIATELY finds a window to stare broodingly out of. icon

tailgate thinking orion pax is SUPER COOL continues here from shadowplay and I love it...tailgate is so cute

and the tg saying ‘don't you think that's awesome, cyclonus?’ hhhhh so cute

one reason I love this arc so much is that this is the arc where the gay Really amps up 

TRAILBREAKER.... oh man ;_;

are you telling me that this outlaw base they're in has ONE bed for all of these people. what the hell vhbaksjhfnsal

cant believe rung sampled roller’s steroid juice box

also cant believe robot steroids exist. except yes I can and I love it

oooh roller’s a 0/1%er? I forgot abt that 

cant believe orion pax just grabs some random phone that belongs to these weird new people and answers it. WHO does that

goddddd megatron and orion’s conversation....destroy me

HHHHHH like...the HISTORY....the regret...the missed opportunities...its all so palpable....goddddddd

and of COURSE, the whole thing is steeped in tragedy...the ideological differences that will become the foundation for a 4 million year long war...megatron, who believes that you need to burn things down and start again to really make change stick, and then orion, who says ‘reform is the answer, not revolution’....AUGHHH the intricacies. mannnn

‘you sound lost’ 😭😭😭

‘its tragic.’ yeah, that about sums up their relationship, especially at this stage and in this continuity 

anyways. [cries about old man megatron talking to young naïve orion pax] goodbye

AUGHHH and then we jump to rodimus ONCE AGAIN breaking his own rules and trying to save trailbreaker...IT HURTS MAN...god I love rodimus, I feel like him being broken up about crewmembers like trailbreaker dying is one part regular sadness over people he knows dying for tragic reasons, and one part personal guilt at someone under his command dying, even if he’s not involved/at fault. I love the dichotomy of this emotional reaction that comes only partially from empathy/emotion, but also comes from a kinda self-centered need for success as measured by people under your command staying alive. and taking into account rodimus’s life it totally makes sense that he’d act like that...GAH I love it. the complexity of it all!

orion pax saying ‘you should read [megatron]. it’s powerful stuff’ I'm screaming, so many LAYERSSSSS

I fucking love time travel AHHHHHHHHH like the opportunity for interactions like these....chefs kiss

‘hey, best friend! miss you!’ rodimus is such a shit hvbdajkfksjhfd 

‘very sus’ rodimus ahead of his time w/the among us lingo

oooh and then they realize that the senate is trying to kill the sparks...gotta save the babies!

tailgate scolding cyclonus for bluntly stating that you'd wanna be subtle when killing newborns...hhhvbhsdfhhhhhh I love them sm

ooooh and rewind has an interesting suggestion - that the senate is actually trying to irradiate the sparks into being outliers...rewind is so smart I love him

and the fact that he’s using history from his database...love it

rodimus sending cyclonus and whirl out like pokemon

ROLLER NOOOO DONT GO OUT THERE

also wow this is literally the 5th (I think) double page spread in this issue...the confusion I felt the first time I read this...lmao 

and now this is literally one of my favorite issues so I'm glad I know what's going on lmao

oh man rodimus telling cd not to erase trailbreakers memory even tho that could jeopardize the entire timeline... :( 

oh man I didn't even notice but roller getting debris blasted into his face like that makes the whole ‘roller is tarn’ theory even more legit considering tarn’s face scars....

‘tighter the better’ hhh don't say that orion. but also, that’s the companion phrase to megatron saying ‘the deeper the better’ hvbhasjkhdfbaksjlf

I do love the semi-campy action hero antics that orion pax gets up to. its just so fun, even when the stakes are high and things are serious

‘this is the greatest thing I have ever seen’ tg ily

THE REVEAL THAT THE SPARKS WENT TO NYON...so rodimus just saved himself, basically...time travel is so trippy

GODDDD ND THEN TRAILBREAKER...HVHHHHHh 😭😭😭 THATS SO CRUEL MAN

oh man that last panel of trailbreaker holding up roller’s juice box...iirc the first time I read this I thought that was roller (cause of the juice box I guess? idk I'm an idiot) so I was like oh ok he must've come back or something. very much related but I didn't really think about tarn being a particular pre-established character and totally didn't read the whole ‘roller is tarn’ thing that was going on 

which in my defense ruth also didn't pick up on any of that while reading this and eventually like 2 issues before the reveal I had to prompt her like ‘you should maybe be wondering WHO tarn is’ vhbahjksdfbaksjdf

so! issue 37! this issue is a solid favorite of mine, id say definitely top 5 or even 3. I'm super biased bc I fucking LOVE time travel, it’s seriously one of my favorite tropes ever, and this issue hits all the time travel beats I love. characters traveling to the past and interacting with people they know! conversations that have multiple meanings bc of TIME TRAVEL! trying to save someone who meets a terrible fate in your future! fun time travel action! the time traveling characters being generally terrible at hiding the fact that they're time travelers! ITS SO GOOD. 

and I love the clever way everything is tied together here - where we get a nice continuation of shadowplay, with this taking place shortly after that with a lot of the same cast, and time travel classics like the good ole ‘if we hadn't travelled back in time and done what we did, the future we came from wouldn't have existed at all,’ in the flavor of ‘rodimus saving his baby self’ and ‘rodimus NOT saving trailbreaker’ and ‘everyone forgot about roller :(’ 

ok but like, did the lost lighters just go ‘oh well, guess rollers gone now.’ like they DID realize that the outlaw crew would have no idea what happened to him if they got their memories erased, right?? did the lost lighters figure that since roller never reappeared after this time period, that was how history was ‘supposed’ to go and they shouldn't mess with it? am I overthinking it? as usual: yes, probably. I love overthinking about comics, in case that wasn't obvious

basically...I love this issue soooo much. so so good and a bunch of fun tropes that I love. I mean the whole arc is like that for me since I love time travel so much. so I cant wait to (re)read more!!

#lj rereads mtmte