#either Awful or amazing there is no inbetween

[postsfromthedark]

Cant decide of the horizon TV show will be good or not. Thoughts?

#horizon forbidden west #horizon zero dawn #horizon spoilers #guerilla games #aloy #It's either going to be amazing or God awful #no inbetween #...maybe a little in-between actually

[shytastemakerthing]

Hello! I saw that your matchups were open and I’d like some please?

For twisted wonderland, some romantic and platonic maybe? Idk. I kind of don’t know what I’m doing lol

Things about me bc that’s probably important:

- I am very……..very scatterbrained. I can remember what happened 10 years ago but not last week. Yesterday is nothing to me. My memory is either crystal clear or blurred completely, there’s no inbetween.

- Sometimes whether it’s late at night or just after a good movie I have what I call “crack energy” where I’ll start laughing hysterically at the most mundane things or at random things that I say.

- I have a lot of nervous tics, like picking dead skin on my fingers and rocking on my feet but I also have a few verbal ones as well (idk what else to call them, I make these random noises that change slightly depending on my mood).

- Depending on the circumstances I can either be extremely adaptable and rise to the occasion (like emergencies or when someone needs first aid) and in others I end up having a lot of anxiety than is healthy to the point where I’ll start to shake/count money wrong (the line at DQ starts to get pretty long). But either way, I’m very good at trying things out at least once.

- I?? I love frogs and snakes and all sorts of critters. I also love macabre decorations like animal bones used to decorate picture frames? I live for that. Mushrooms have been among my favorite types of fungus for years, I love seeing how people have studied them.

- while I’m not the most athletic person, I do take a Brazilian jiu jitsu class twice a week and I’m close to testing for my final belt in a self defense class. It’s really fun, but violent (In my first class I learned the guillotine choke which has become my favorite since then).

- No matter what happens I try to look on the bright side of things, although with a slightly morbid twist. Like, for example, “if this campsite floods and we’re swept away, at least we’ll be a cool news story to read about” or something. Also, I love to travel and visit people.

- I am very affectionate, but when a certain time of the month rolls around I am very VERY emotional, and it’s awful the two days leading up to it. When I’m really angry at something I have what my family calls a “death glare” that my brothers are apparently terrified of. It’s only something I can properly pull off when I’m properly mad, and I I can’t think about it either or else it doesn’t work. If I’m not angry, I might be crying over something small (usually the result of a whole bunch of other things spilling over into a breakdown.

- I have a weighted stuffed octopus and it’s become one of my most prized possessions. I have a lot of stuffed animals but it’s become my favorite bc I love feeling weight on me for some reason.

Hope that was enough, have a good night amazing human!!!

Hello and thank you for your request!! I hope you are well and in regards to this request, I did both a romantic and platonic match up!

Enjoy!!

Romantic:

I match you with........

Jade Leech

🍁 As soon as he heard about your love for mushrooms, you gained an invitation to join thr mountain lovers club as well as an invitation to come and help him take care of his terrariums pretty fast. He is committed.

🍁 You both often find each other swapping cacts about various mushrooms that you have learned about all while watching each other as if you both just hung the stars in the sky (Floyd sees this and gags..... he's lonely)

🍁 Speaking of Floyd, Jade has had tk take care of him for a good long while and his own personality so needless to say, he can handle you being scatterbrained better than anyone else. Honestly, he says that Floyd is so much worse so this is actually pretty nice.

🍁 To help with how your brain can be in recalling much of anything, he has left quite a few little sticky notes all around for you to find with needed information. Every single day, there is one on your door reminding you to take necessary breaks and to eat something.

🍁 Now, these anxious habits of yours? He has plenty of much better alternatives for you to help with this, mostly goes for picking your dead skin. He would happily whisk you away for an easier and far more relaxing mean of getting rid of it, free of charge. He is very well intune with your emotions and anxiety to know when it all begins even before you do. Anxiety has gone down because of this eel.

🍁 He does not mind your affectionate nature (again, Floyd), and to be honest, he quite loves it. Just make sure there is no one else around to see such softness and we will be just fine.

🍁 And when that lovely time of suffering arrives (IYKYK😭), he has everything that you need before you even say it.... EVERYTHING. Water? Check. Snacks? Grabbed all of your favorites on the way here. Pain mess? He keeps them even in HIS dorm. If a mess has been made? He has already has a warm shower running for you and while you're standing there, he has already changed the sheets and got dirty ones in tbe washer, fresh sheets on the bed, followed by your favorite drink, snack, book, and/or movie ready. Then helps you wash up, gets you in fresh clothing and now you're relaxing comfortably in bed wktn your loving eel.

🍁 Overall, if there is anything you need, Jade will a absolutely have it ready for you. He loves when you hike with him for new mushrooms or surprise him by showing up at the lounge, or even just your presence alone, he is very much happy.

Platonic:

I match you with......

Azul Ashengrotto

🐙 I saw that you have a weighted octopus plushie and that settled this debatebfir me as for a platonic matchup. (I want one now but y'know....*cries in broke*)

🐙 Azul would be the absolute KING at heloig through your nerves and anxieties. Look, he may not look it, but he has plenty if these issues himself, and he has found many helpful ways to work through them that he will be sharing with you, free of charge because you're able tk keep Jade in check, which also helps to keep Floyd in check.

🐙 He saw your weighted octopus plushie and nearly lost it because it was probably the best thing that this poor boy has seen (somebody please give the octopus a hug, he needs it). He has gotten you more.

🐙 As his dearest friend, as he likes to refer to you as, you do get discounts at the lounge. And ONLY you. It's not much as he still wants to bring in the madol, but hey, something is a lot better than nothing.

🐙 Speaking of Madol, if he hears your struggling a hit lately, of are just running a bit low and are in need of some things, he is on his way to your aide, no contract needed (honestly, he stopped trying after a week after seeing you would never sign one, and you're also dating his vice housewarden, who happens tk be his right hand mand, who also happens to be his childhood best friend).

🐙 I can see Azul as someone who would like some macabre things. He lived under the ocean, the ocean is a very dangerous place, and you use what you have. Skeletal remains are among those things, so this live of yours would not bother him. He'd even help you collect.

🐙 Overall, a friendship with the hoursewarden of Octavinelle and the leader of the infamous trio has quite a lot of benefits for you. Not that you are complaining. Great perks, discounted food, and so much more. It's certainly worth it.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twst #matchups #twst imagines #disney twisted wonderland #romantic #jade leech #twisted wonderland jade #jade x reader #twst jade #jade leech x reader #twst azul #twisted wonderland azul #platonic #azul ashengrotto

[koshkamartell]

Chapter 11 - A Wolf In Disguise

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Joel used both hands to unloop the belt from his jeans as I stretched my arms out infront of me. He secured the buckle around my wrists and began to wind it tightly without saying a word. I watched in nervous suspense at what he would do next. Once he was done he unzipped his jeans and pulled them off his legs in one quick motion, taking his underwear with them. I gasped softly at the sight of his hard exposed cock inbetween my legs and felt my insides clench with desire.

He removed his shirt and threw it on the ground. My eyes roamed over his naked body, amazed at his broad shoulders and strong arms, the smattering of grey hair of his chest, his soft belly and the thickness of his thighs as he knelt in the middle of my spread legs.

"Now," Joel said gently, "you said you want me to fuck you, ain't that right, babydoll?" He held his cock in his fist and gave it a slow stroke. I watched him, mesmerised.

"Yes," I answered quietly. Without warning he reached up and slapped my face lightly. I whimpered in shock.

"Use your manners and look at me when you're talkin'." I stared up at him with wide, docile eyes.

"Yes, please," I mumbled.

Joel grabbed onto my shorts and yanked them down my legs impatiently. I wriggled my hips to help free them from my lower half then Joel discarded them on the ground with his shirt. I became aware of just how constricting the belt was around my wrists when I went to touch his torso but was only able to just graze my fingertips on his skin. I couldn't adjust my upper body much either and the reality of my limitations made me groan in frustration. Joel laughed at me.

"Aw, baby. You ain't in control here," he grinned.

He unexpectedly pushed a finger inside me and I moaned and arched my back in pleasure. He began to move his finger in and out, stopping after a few pumps to stroke my g spot. Each time his fingertips touched the sensitive internal ridge I gasped and rocked my hips back and forth in eager compliance to his movements. The orgasmic thrill was building higher inside me and I shut my eyes with its rapture. Joel continued to finger me for a few more moments before withdrawing it and pushing it into my mouth.

"Good girl," he whispered, stroking his dick with the other hand. "Want it now?"

"Taste your sweet pussy, darlin'."

My eyes fluttered open as his thick finger passed my lips and rested on my tongue. Joel watched me intently while I sucked the juice from his finger and gave his knuckle a soft bite.

I nodded. Before I could realise my mistake Joel had removed his finger from my mouth and slapped my face again, more harder this time. "'Member what I said now." I whimpered.

"Yes, please, sir."

Joel shifted closer to me and lined up the head of his cock to the entrance of my cunt. The warmth of it pressed against me made me bite my bottom lip in eager anticipation. Joel placed his hand onto my hip and slowly pushed himself inside me, the slickness of my juice helping him glide easily. We both moaned at the sensation.

"Tell me, baby girl, is this what you were thinkin' about when you were touchin' yourself?" He asked as he sunk all the way inside me.

"Oh my god, yes," I hissed when Joel pressed his hips further into me until his whole dick was buried in my pussy.

The stretch made my tummy muscles tighten and my legs feel weak, my eyes fluttering in awe. Joel studied my face and a smug smile appeared on his lips. He pulled all the way out and then back in slowly a few times, allowing me to adjust to his girth. My body shuddered each time the head of his fat dick reentered me. Joel slid his hand up under my shirt to roughly grope my breast.

His question brought my attention back to his thick belt restraining my hands and I attempted to reach down and touch my clit. The tight bind restricted me from even touching my own body. Joel squeezed my nipple when I didn't respond.

"Yes," I cried out. "Yes, this is what I was thinking about."

His pace began to quicken and soon his cock was slamming in and out of my pussy with brutal force. Even with my wetness I could feel the force causing tiny tears in my skin and my walls start to ache. Joel pulled his hand from under my shirt and wrapped it around my throat, resting the other on my knee. He looked so powerful sitting up on his knees and fucking me, all while I lay immobile beneath him with my legs open and knees bent. I moaned and mewled in his grip, feeling powerless as he squeezed my neck and breathed out a small chuckle.

"You look so pretty tied up like this," he panted. His hand shifted from my knee to my start rubbing my clit again. "Like you're my little fuck toy. Isn't that right, baby girl?"

"Yes," I moaned loudly.

My body was completely enveloped in euphoria at the feeling of Joel's hand squeezing my throat and simultaneously stimulating me with his fingers and hammering my hole with his cock. It didn't take long for me to reach the peak of orgasm. The room was filled with the sounds of my moans, the quiet rock of the bed, and Joel grunting. My muscles squeezed around him just as it hit me.

"That's it, honey, cum on my cock," Joel cooed.

He maintained the steady momentum of pleasuring my body throughout my orgasm, causing my body to shudder at the intensity of it all. Once the drawn out bliss began to dissipate and fatigue was setting into my body, Joel withdrew his hand from my clit and slapped my face. I yelped. "Whose pussy is this?"

"Yeah, that's fuckin' right," Joel muttered.

"Y-yours," I moaned. "My pussy is yours."

All my energy was drained from my body and I couldn't move under Joel's tight grasp. I felt on the verge of passing out and my legs trembled.

Something seemed to shift between us, as if a switch was flicked inside him, and he suddenly began to hammer me harder and faster. He growled and tightened his grip on my throat and my eyes went wide in stunned helplessness. His gaze was fixed on me, his beautiful brown eyes dark with primal hunger and that same cold, unfeeling look from earlier. The animalistic way he was devouring me with his dick reminded me of a wolf, and I was his doomed prey. I couldn't make a sound and my body was trapped as he fucked me ruthlessly. I felt light headed and began struggling to breathe.

"Fuckin' take it, little slut," Joel panted.

My eyes shut and I teetered on the edge of blacking out just before Joel let go of my throat. I gasped and inhaled sharply. My whole being coursed with a thrilling rush of gratification and I let out a guttural moan. He continued pummeling into me for another minute before I felt his dick throb deep inside me. He groaned loudly when he came, his hips slowing down to a steady rock as he milked his cum out into my pussy.

When he was done he slowly pulled out of me and climbed off the bed to stand and get dressed. I watched him while I gradually regulated my ragged breathes, my legs still quivering from the force of Joel's body barreling into mine. He pulled on his underwear and put his shirt back on then sat down on the bed with a heavy, contended sigh.

After a short silence, I asked quietly, "Joel, could you take this off me now?" I held up my hands that were still tightly bound by his leather belt. Joel looked back at me and huffed a small chuckle.

"Sorry, babydoll, forgot I still had you tied," he said as he began carefully unwrapping his belt from my wrists. "Looks good on ya, too."

I smiled shyly and waited for him to finish. The skin on my wrists were sore from the leather grinding into me but it gave me a small thrill to watch Joel tend to me after fucking me so roughly. He discarded his belt onto the floor then settled back down into the bed next to me to pull me close to his chest.

I wrapped an arm around his middle and snuggled into him. He placed a kiss on the top of my head and grumbled a contented sigh into my hair.

"Didja like that?" Joel mumbled.

"Yes, I loved it." I whispered back shyly as I nestled into him.

We stayed still like this for a few minutes before I heard light snores rumble through his chest. I held back a giggle and stayed awake for a bit longer, savouring the warmth of our intimacy and delaying having to get up to use the bathroom before his cum leaked out onto the bed.

We slept until my alarm beeped at 7. I reached over to the nightstand and switched it off, earning a grizzle from Joel.

~~~~~~

"Got to wake up for work," I yawned. "Good morning."

I placed a trail of light kisses along his jaw and nuzzled into his neck. He wrapped his arm around me and rubbed my back lazily without opening his eyes.

"Mornin', honey," his Texan accent was thick with sleep. "Must'a fallen asleep, sorry about that."

I gave Joel's chin a gentle bite, his salt and pepper beard tickling my nose.

"Don't be sorry, I wanted you to stay."

He hummed in response and I felt one of his hands reach down and grab my ass. I hooked my leg over his stomach and pressed my body closer to his, automatically registering just how sore and swollen I felt from the night before.

"I gotta get up and feed Tuddy and have a shower. I'll be back in like, 10 minutes, okay?" I whispered to him as my fingertips traced over his areola. "Go back to sleep."

When I went to shift away from him he tightened his arm around me. His eyes flickered open and he effortlessly rolled me on-top of him so I was straddling him with my front pressed down on his chest.

"Nuh," he murmured into my hair.

I giggled and protested half-heartedly by squirming against him. He squeezed my ass and pushed his hips up slightly in response to my writhing and I felt his erection press into me. "Stay."

"I can't," my voice muffled against his neck. "I'll be late for work."

"I'll drive you." Joel's hand shifted to my front and began massaging my clit. I moaned quietly and reached up to run my fingers through his dishevelled curls. My hips began grinding slowly against his touch and I knew I was becoming wet embarrassingly quickly. Joel pulled my panties to the side and slid his thick forefinger inside me slowly, my slick lubricating him instantly.

He chuckled lowly. "So hungry for me already baby girl?"

He pushed against my g spot, evoking a soft moan from my throat. He unwrapped his arm from around me and grabbed a hank of my hair, pulling my face away from his neck so he could look into my eyes. He retracted his finger, making me whine in protest, and tugged my panties further to the side.

"Take out my dick." He growled.

My hand reached down into his underwear and grasped his thick dick. I pulled it out and gave it a squeeze, admiring how hard it was in my fist. I jerked it slowly and smeared the bead of precum on its tip over the head. He moaned lowly and set his hand on my hip, guiding me to sit right above it.

"Sit on my dick, honey," he whispered hoarsely, still holding my hair in his fist. "Come on now."

I positioned his dick at the entrance of my pussy and eased down ontop of it. I squealed as his fat head pushed inside me and the shaft stretched me open. Joel jerked his hips upward and the whole length slammed into me. Despite how wet I was I could feel the tiny tears from last night sting again.

"Oh fuck," I cried out. "Ow."

I paused to allow myself to adjust to his girth, my eyes shut tightly. Joel inhaled deeply and then exhaled before giving my hip a tap to indicate for me to start moving. I slowly started to move up and down, sliding his length in and out of me. Gradually the pain eased and pleasure flooded over me. Once Joel saw my face relax and I let out soft moans, he released his grip on my hair and placed his hands on my hips. I sat upright and looked down at him and my desire swelled to see his brows furrow with intense pleasure and his expressive puppy dog eyes full of passion. I slapped my hands down onto his chest and rocked my hips faster.

He groaned and sank his fingers into my flesh, making me mewl.

"I love it," I mumbled, dazed. "I love riding you."

"Yeah babydoll, ride my cock," Joel said, his voice husky with satisfaction.

I tilted my head back to moan loudly with abandon at the all consuming fervour of his dick sliding in and out of my cunt faster and harder. Joel ran his hands up under my shirt and roughly grabbed my breasts to squeeze them as I rocked.

Joel began bucking his hips up towards me, spearing his cock further inside and hitting my g spot. My body trembled in response and I dug my nails into his chest. "Oh my god, fuck yes."

"You're doing so good, babydoll," Joel groaned loudly.

He pinched my nipples as he continued to slam his hips up into me, our bodies locking together in a fierce rhythm, both of us panting with exertion and ecstasy. "Takin' me so well."

It didn't take much longer for Joel to climax. He groped my tits savagely and grunted as I felt his thick cock throb inside my walls then shoot his warm cum deep inside me. I continued shifting up and down on him, slowly easing the pace, trying to prolong the echoes of his orgasm.

Joel let go of my chest and pulled me down ontop of him to kiss me deeply, both our breathing still ragged. When we recovered I reluctantly got up and rushed to get ready for the work day, wishing so badly I could just spend the rest of the day in bed with the handsome older man.

#joelmiller #Joel miller x reader #Joel!miller #Pedro pascal #Joel miller smut

[mint-yooxgi]

Rover was fantastic! The story building, pacing, technicalities and sheer work that went into it- bravo!

It definitely was NOT my type of story but I couldn't help but get roped in. It took me about 20 minutes to read but if feels like I just watched a two hour film! You said this was made to make us feel things, and feel things I did!

First of all, Jongin was such a shitty man. I don’t care whatever justifications there were, he did NOT belong with reader. There were many microdetails (that Kai picked up on throughout the entire piece) that showed how severly neglected reader was. My heart broke during the lovemaking scene because that was ALL for Jongin. She wanted all of that but only from Jongin. She really had the wool pulled over her eyes and coming from such a damaged home, she deserved better!

Kai wasn't faultless either. I expected he didn't truly love reader but I'll get into that later. From the time it mentioned he used other women to ease his pain, it had me going hmmm. Kai did love her deeply, but more as an idea or possession. As reader said, he wanted to own her. Of course he would, he's never had anything of his own! He loved her 'first' as he said. He should know that first doesn’t matter when it comes to love. Unfortunately for reader, who loved her first and who loved her best, who loved her at all, these still were not pure love. It was a selfish love that served Jongin and Kai and their sick inferiority complexes. Reader truly loved Jongin though, ohhhh my heart aches for her. The tenderness and forgiveness, she was such a rock and safe place- one that was taken for granted and used time and time again, a pawn in a game between brothers.

What a ride! Thank you soooo much for a whopping 25k whole ass movie hahah. I followed for the yandere!yeosang but this pulled me in and had me cursing madly at my screen almost the entire time. Reader is my sunshine and Jongin and Kai can go fuck themselves 🤬. Fantastic story telling and AMAZING plot set up. From the mission to all the happenings inbetween. The amount of details packed in this story was jaw dropping. I'm in awe! Also the thriller/horror elements were great. I liked the perspective you used, letting the reader know that Jongin was NOT Jongin and having to watch reader be fooled. Also, the part about the rings, when reader sounds Kai out and makes him admit that he killed his brother. And the part where she says their trademark line and Kai says the sun has already risen. Genius! I like that you had Kai be crazy in the end and didn't have the reader feed into his delusions that he's a savior of sorts or a 'better man'. A mad who loved her wouldn't have pointed a gun at her, he wouldn't put his love before her life. Absolutely AMAZING! thank you for writing and sharing it!

Oh my goodness! Thank you so very much for such a lovely message!! I remember seeing it come in last night before I went to sleep and it made my entire evening - I couldn't stop giggling and kicking my feet like a cricket beneath my sheets hehehe

First of all, thank you so much for reading even though it wasn't your type of story!! The fact that you even gave it a chance, and then sent me this lovely ask about it afterwards means the world to me!

Oh yeah, Jongin was definitely not a good person. Neither was Kai, nor OC a lot of the times. Just unhealthy dynamics all around honestly! And yes!!! Exactly!!! OC always wanted that 'lovey-dovey romantic talk' but Jongin would never give it to her. It's part of what makes the events in this story such a tragedy, because now we'll never know if Jongin was even capable of giving that to the OC. Oc truly did deserve better!

I absolutely adore your observations on Kai and Jongin's relationship dynamics with the OC and how they had a selfish, self-fulfilling love of her. I'm literally smiling rereading everything you have to say, and I enjoy how you were able to pick up on the subtle things I write into the story!! Thank you so much!!

I cannot thank you enough for leaving such wonderful feedback for me, it truly means a lot that you enjoyed the story!! I really do appreciate it so much!! I hope to continue producing stories like this in the future which are just as captivating and thought-provoking as this one.

Until then, happy reading!! 🥰

#ask #literally the sweetest #omg #thank you so much #!!! #feedback is always appreciated #the best #ahhhh

[capo-cedes]

Strike

Involved: Mercedes D’onofrio, Nicholas D’onofrio, and Freddie D’Angelo Location: -; New York City, New York  Time Frame:-  Notes: After Freddie probe Mercedes for her secret plan, he goes to see Nicholas to enlighten him on it.  

Freddie walked into the dimly lit room and he took a look around. It was pitiful to see what she’d reduced herself to. She once lived in what other people would call a palace but now, she wallowed in a hide out that wasn’t really fit for a queen at all. It was like she was inflicting torture on herself. “I hear you are on a hunger strike…” he breathed, moving to position himself with his back against the wall. 

Mercedes looked up at Freddie for a moment before she looked back out the window. 

“You know that isn’t really good in your state” he said reasonably. “They say you haven’t eaten since Friday…” he sighed to himself. 

“My state” Mercedes repeated a chuckle leaving her. She blinked slowly shifting against the bench beneath her. He mentioned pregnancy as if it were some disease or a curse, though as she thought about it. That is what it was starting to feel like. Another attachment to the individual she wanted to detach from. It was ironic to say the least. “I am not on strike” she told him. 

“Well good, because I asked them to make you something good. And I’m going to watch you eat it..” Freddie said. The last couple days had been uneasy ones to navigate through. Some days he thought he knew what was whirling in her head the others he had no clue. He knew she was scheming up something awful in the wake of Michael’s absence but he hadn’t been able to discover it yet. 

Mercedes would tell him she wouldn’t eat but it was no use in fighting Freddie. She didn’t care to, care to fight or talk. She simply wanted to be left alone. 

“Al is persistent in locating you. He has summoned me twice. Don’t make me go back a third time, He might turn the gun on me then” Freddie added, filling the void of silence in the room. 

Mercedes watched the rain drops fall against the glass. New York had been so dreary the last couple of days. “Freddie, leave me alone..” she told him. She didn’t care about anyone, except for Michael of course. “If it’s not about Michael I don’t care to hear it…” 

“Michael is in safe hands Tiny” Freddie said, trying to both sympathize with her and rationalize with her his thoughts on the current issue. 

“Are you fucking crazy?” she asked him her head whipping in his direction. “I’m the safest place for him to fucking be” she snapped, eyes gazing into his. “It’s so amazing to see you become best friends with a man you told me I didn’t need to be with,” Mercedes said bitterly. “All of a sudden your loyalty lies with the enemy…” she said, rising from her seated position. “I should fucking kill you.” 

“My loyalty lies with you and no one else. It has for years” Freddie told her, his body still resting against the wall. The mention of his death left him unmoved, if there was anything he knew was that one day he’d die by her hands or die defending her honor there was no inbetween. Licking his lips he countered “I care about you just as much as Nicholas does, he loves you. Maybe I  was wrong to judge, but I am at your beckon call…” 

Mercedes chuckled again, “if there is one thing I know for sure it’s that you nor anyone else around me gives a fuck about me” she told him. 

Freddie cleared his throat and he pushed off the wall. “Tell me how I can help you then,” he said. “What are you thinking?” 

“Nothing” Mercedes said as she crossed the room and sat down on a couch. 

“I don’t believe that Tiny, tell me the truth…” Freddie inquired. “What are your plans…” he said. It had gotten back to him some time ago that she was maneuvering behind his back. Assigning people to tasks that he’d normally handle. 

“I don’t have one…” she said gazing at him with a straight face from across the room. 

“I don’t believe that either. I know you, I know how you operate” Freddie said back to her. 

Mercedes turned her head, her hand rubbing her tired eyes. “Then you should already know what my plan is…” 

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Freddie sat outside of the building hesitantly. He feared Nicholas just as much as he feared Al and Mercedes. He didn’t know what the man would think about him showing up, what if Nicholas thought this was an ambush and killed him. What would you have gone through all this trouble for, to accomplish what? The better question is why did he care? He sighed to himself, he guessed he’d gotten attached to his work, something he vowed never to do. He was just supposed to protect Mercedes, but he guessed in a way protecting her was also protecting the family. “Hey give me 30 minutes and if you hear anything pop off don’t leave me here to die man” he said before he climbed out of the car. He made his way to the entrance and he alerted everyone inside of his presence with a single press of a button. 

Nicholas' frosted stare held the two men sitting across the desk from him firmly in place. “You know Bernice isn’t going to leave.  No matter the danger, but listen… We are doing our best.” His brother said, licking his lips slowly.  “I didn’t ask you to tell me shit I already know-” Nicholas quieted and looked towards the camera feed, just over the men’s heads.  His face stoned over even further.  “What's wrong?” His brother asked, marking the change.   “You're dismissed.” Nicholas said, scanning the other camera feeds.  “Go out the back way and do a search of the block.  If you find anything out of the ordinary you know what to do.”  He rose from his seat as the doorbell alerted the staff.  “Go” He said sternly, pushing the call button on the phone, “Bring Freddie directly to me.” He ordered as the two men scampered from the room. 

Freddie held his breath as he waited, he was practically a sitting duck. He knew Nicholas didn’t really care for him on top of everything else he’d been exposed to. He took a deep breath before the door flew open and before he could speak he was told Nicholas was waiting for him. He nodded his head and hesitated to move before he stepped inside. Gun on his hip he zipped his jacket up hiding it from plain sight. He was escorted to the man and when he was presented with Nicholas he lifted his hands up defensively. “This is a personal visit!” he exclaimed immediately “I wasn’t sent here by anyone, and I’d really appreciate it if you kept this between us, please” he begged sincerely, concern written across his face. 

Nicholas eased himself back into his chair and instinctively, placed his hand on the trigger of the sawed off under his desk.  It was beyond Red to send Freddie here to end him.  A sad but very true reality. He raised an eyebrow as the man entered the office.  “Hand over your guns. And if I like what you say, I’ll let you leave.” That was most likely a lie.  But he owed Freddie a show of good faith.  He liked the man after all. 

Freddie dropped his hands at his sides, he unzipped his jacket and pulled the gun off his hip handing it over to Nicholas. “That’s all that I have” he told him, being completely honest. At the mama words Freddie had to swallow down his pride, he was here to help him and he was threatening to kill him? He was starting to remember exactly why he never got in the middle of her affairs. He was starting to hate himself for even coming to him in the first place. “I came here to try to be a help.”

Nicholas removed his hand from the trigger of the shotgun and relaxed leaning back in his chair.. What game was Red playing? He nodded towards the chair across his desk, letting a bit of his weariness show on his face.  Another person who wanted to help, Bernice, Rebecca and now Freddie. He was tired of people trying to tell him what to do. He knew his wife didn’t care about him. At least his head knew that. Unfortunately,  he was have a hell of a time convincing his fucking heart it was true.  “Is that so?  And Tiny doesn’t know you here�� I find that hard to believe Freddie.” 

Freddie dropped down in the chair when he was commanded to do so. Once there in the chair he dropped his head down into his hands gathering his thoughts before he spoke. He shook his head and leaned up “I am a dead man walking but this is bigger than me, it’s bigger than some divorce papers too” he said to him seriously. He chuckled slightly looking past Nicholas before he dropped his head again. “I used to be able to offer her sensible advice,” he told him, eyes fixed on the man's desk. “I’ve known Tiny for a long time, a very long time…” he trailed off. “I ain’t never seen her like this Nicholas” he said looking back up at him. “This shit is serious… in her fucked up mind” he said pointing to his head. “You have waged war with her.”

As Nicholas watched Freddie, his instinct told him the man wasn’t pretending.  Or if he was pretending he was one hell of an actor.  He leaned forward, hanging on the morsel the man was dowling out.  Nicholas shook his head, “That is crazy.  Red has been calling all the shots.  How the hell am I waging war on her? She wants me to give her Michael, right?” 

“You denied her Michael Nicholas” Freddie said looking at the man confused, you had to have common sense enough to know what that would cause. “That doesn’t matter anymore Nicholas, that is what I am trying to tell you” he stressed “it’s beyond that” he breathed. “She put a bounty out on you, she doesn’t know that I know, but the streets came to me” he told him. “I can’t get her to talk, she hasn’t told me one thing since we left here without Michael, but I know her mind is turning” he said gesturing the action with his finger. “And you have to know it’s not just you, everyone you know we lay at her feet or she is going to die trying. She won’t talk, she won’t eat, she won’t do anything - she isn’t going to until Michael is in her hands but I don’t think it’s going to stop then” he spoke. “Tiny…” he pinched the bridge of his nose debating telling the man this next part. “You” he started again, “here” he said, pulling a piece of paper out of his coat and sitting on his desk. “She will be at this location, on this day, at this time” he said pointing to the piece of paper. He couldn’t tell the man she was pregnant, but he could help him intercept a doctor’s appointment, that’s if he went who would know. “You could get her off the ledge, despite…” 

He had known… Or rather he had suspected. The plain truth of it was sort of a relief.  He let out a sad chuckle, at least this was something he was prepared for. “Predictability is a thing where Tiny is concerned. I was trying to protect her and my son.  And once that failed, I had to protect the one who couldn’t protect himself. Fuck.” He cursed, rising to his feet.  His heart pounded in his chest, he wanted to kill someone.  He frowned down at the slip of paper, a time and address scribbled across it.  He lifted the paper from the desk and looked at the man. “When you met me, you would have preferred me dead.  What changed?”

Freddie rubbed his hands together nervously, his elbows resting on his knees. Red was going to kill him for this shit, he just hoped it was worth it in the end. “She is going to fucking kill me” he breathed tiredly. “Because” he started his confession “I am always with her right?” he asked. “Which means I witnessed the tears when she felt abandoned, when you didn’t show up, when she thought she wasn’t worthy of Michael, or not good enough for you, not pretty enough….  She loves you Nicholas. She’s cried an ocean of tears over you, I didn’t even know she could feel until she met you” he said shaking his head slowly. “She’s bitter…. But killing you would be like killing half of herself.” 

Nicholas stared into the man’s eyes.  He nodded at Freddie’s question.  The man wouldn’t leave Red’s side.  Not even when he had asked him to.  He was completely loyal to the woman. Nicholas couldn’t help but avert his eyes as Freddie laid out his supposed crimes.  After Michael's birth he’d felt guilty for not being there in the beginning, but he’d tried to make up for it by not missing a moment with his son now.  The rest of Frieddy’s statements were, however, untrue. Nevertheless, the word drained Nicholas of everything. He crushed the paper in his flist, and took a piece of paper from his desk.  Writing an address on the paper, he slid it over to Freddie.  Falling back into the chair, as if all his bones had melted away, he looked down at this lap for a long moment before he spoke. “That is a safe house for your family.  It was for my mother but I’ll never get Bernice to leave New York.  You’re a good man Freddy. Better than any of us deserve. I don’t believe Red would ever kill you.  But just in case…” He sighed, “I wish I knew how the hell to love Red.  I’ll think about going.  Thank you.” 

He watched the man crush that paper up silently, when he slid him one he looked down at it. “Thanks” Freddie said sadly after the man spoke “I don’t know” he said speaking on his possible death. He could have commented on his statement but he chose not to, it wouldn’t matter in the end because he wasn’t Red. He couldn’t speak for what she wanted but he had a good idea of it. Rather he went or not, his days were numbered “at least with my dying breath I could say I tried” he chuckled mournfully. “Sorry I didn’t come sooner, I thought I could handle it on my own-” he paused feeling his phone buzz and he pulled it out of his pocket and looked down at it. “I gotta go” he said hurriedly, he hopped up from his seat and grabbed the piece of paper. “She’s leaving the safehouse, I gotta go” he said, having added a track device on the vehicle she’d been driving around in lately. “Fuck” he said as he quickly left the man’s office, he rushed to the front door and out of it without a second glance. Freddie ran towards the truck he climbed out of and yanked the door open “drive, go” he said man, you floored it just as Freddie hopped in and shut the door.

#thread. #thread: strike #samcedes rp

[littlefandomhoppingguy]

Mcsm Axel x reader headcanons <3

+ gender neutral

+platonic or romantic, take it as you will

Okay he legit risked his life to save Jesse imagine what he would do for YOU

He would treat you just about the same as everyone else in terms of speech usually but it’s clear he’s much more caring and protective of you than he is of the others

You like a song? He’s had it repeat for days; expect it to be playing when he asks you out on your first date

Remember “I have a short attention span *awkward laugh*” yea, he swears he’s never been so invested in something when you ramble to him

Had a long day? Go and rant to him, he will stare at you with heart eyes for hours just at the sound of your voice. Bonus points if you rant very rarely, it’s like a treat to him

He definitely has Blink-182 playing when he isn’t listening to your songs, he loves them and you cannot convince me otherwise (specifically First Date by Blink-182)

Okay let’s face it, the Wither Storm chaos probably took it OUT of all of them in all honesty, I would bring the amount of times he’s fallen into this but to be fair almost all of the times he fell hurt Lucas more than him (dude used him as a mattress sm) but they are all probably hurt in some way or another, pls take care of him omg

If you got injured in some kind of fall or something, omg he’s all over you in the best way possible, he’d offer to carry you if it was serious too.

But oh boy if it was a PERSON that hurt you, honestly start planning out their funeral

Im assuming they had somewhere to live cuz i don’t think they lived in the treehouse but im also not 100% sure that if they had homes that they’re intact after the Wither Storm but i’ll just assume that their homes are fine

If you decided to let him have a room in your house he is over the moon ecstatic about it “Wait REALLY?! Can I decorate it myself? How often can I stay with you? All of the time? Wait, which room are you giving me? Is it close to yours? Are you really sure” literally poor man would have so many questions

If he ever goes home again after that he will postpone EVERYTHING to make sure that he gets you your own room too, which is sweet cuz he’s usually out in the woods or something killing random shit instead of at home so he probably didn’t build a whole lot of rooms lets be honest

Okay let’s say you gave him a spare key instead of a room. He’ll thank you profusely after making sure that you’re certain, and then lay in bed awake all night thinking about what that could mean (himbo; IM SORRY)

He would warm up to you at your pace

Not comfortable with touch? He’ll never do it, unless absolutely necessary, even then he would ask permission

Perfectly comfortable with touch? He’s all over you, hugs, holding hands, cuddles, all hours of the day if you let him, if you need breaks to yourself he’ll understand too

He’s okay with some PDA tbh because he doesn’t care all too much about strangers, why should it matter? He doesn’t know them. 

Even if you’re okay with touch he explicitly asked for consent the first time you kiss

Dates with him are either laying and looking at the stars, like a night picnic

Or it’s some kind of adventure, no inbetween

He will make sure that your confidence is greatly boosted whenever you’re around him, you’re beautiful / handsome, how could he not remind you?

You decide to wear a dress for a special occasion (saying that you never wear them) he is in awe, it’ll take Olivia closing his jaw for him to realize that he’s staring, he’s shocked no matter how much you warn him in advance

Suit for an occasion? He’s flabbergasted he’s not the kind of guy to wear fancy clothes like suits, but seeing you in one? He’s invented a new shade of red with his face, he’s not even sure why he’s so.. Amazed, he just is

#minecraft story mode #axel #mcsm #headcanons #mcsm axel #SoundCloud

[live-from-april]

god krnb music will either be AMAZING or fucking AWFUL and there is no inbetween. at all.

#krnb #kpop

[theskylightprincess]

my brother was talking about twilight princess being nintendos edgy emo phase and now i cant stop thinking about twilight having a goth/emo phase,,, send help

#goth twilight... #either Awful or amazing there is no inbetween #mostly awful #why do i find this so funny #linked universe

[burtlederp]

I’ve resolved that now, every time I want to get rid of an old draft, I’m gonna have to post it, BUT... I need to have written at least 200 words of a drabble/blurb to go with it.

Wish me luck?? 

#ruh roh #burtlederp posts #drafts #this is either gonna go amazing or awful #no inbetween

[charmustdie]

haikyuu boys’ music tastes bc i got very bored

KARASUNO

hinata - definitely a rex orange county stan, like mellow indie songs and a bit of pop as well 

favourite song: sunflower - rex orange county

kageyama - INDIE ROCK, he comes across as a bit of a music snob bc he doesnt like pop but he secretly vibes to the black eyed peas when he’s home alone

favourite song: i bet that you look good on the dancefloor - arctic monkeys

tsukishima - a lot of pop punk and generic rock, he never rlly had an emo phase but appreciates the genius of patrick stump and matt bellamy with the enthusiasm of a former emo

favourite song: saturday - fall out boy

yamaguchi - THE EMO PHASE IS STRONG WITH THIS ONE, he was definitely a my chem stan in middle school, but now he also listens to the same kind of music as hinata, so his taste is broad

favourite song: early sunsets over monroeville - my chemical romance

tanaka - he has the most obnoxious music taste ever but it all lowkey slaps, like u could trust him with the aux as long as u dont mind pitbull and hollywood undead at full volume

favourite song: DONTTRUSTME - 3OH!3

nishinoya - pretty much the same taste as tanaka, they share playlists all the time

favourite song: international love - pitbull (THIS IS NON-NEGOTIABLE)

asahi - hear me out, he LOVES old music, like 70s disco and dad rock. if you play abba he WILL sing along badly

favourite song: how deep is your love - bee gees

sugawara - definitely has very generic music taste, like just regular 2000s pop (despite having an emo phase in the past) but he definitely stans beyonce and lady gaga a little too much

favourite song: boom boom pow - black eyed peas

daichi - also v generic music taste but i KNOW this man listens to country music when he goes on long drives

favourite song: classic - mkto

AOBA JOHSAI

oikawa - he’ll listen to anything but britney spears is his queen n i love that for him

favourite song: if u seek amy - britney spears

iwaizumi - very much just generic workout music, like it’s very predictable but all goes so hard for no reason

favourite song: come with me now - kongos

kyoutani - he’s still in his emo phase n its BAD, like hes at THAT point in his emo phase (u know the one)

favourite song: you only live once - suicide silence

kindaichi - im sorry but his music taste is probably SO BLAND

favourite song: thinking out loud - ed sheeran (HAHAJIJFJDKGHRIF IM SORRY KINDAICHI)

kunimi - either like hyperpop/nightcore or like,,, HEAVY rock. no inbetween

favourite song: ghost rule - DECO*27

NEKOMA

kuroo - a healthy mix between fuckboy music and alt rock

favourite song: everywhere i go - hollywood undead

kenma - honestly he probably listens to video game soundtracks, like when he goes jogging with the team he’s playing rooftop run act 1 through his skullcandy earbuds

favourite song: my ordinary life - the living tombstone

lev - literally everything, like he has zero preference at all, it’s anarchy in that man’s spotify

favourite song: september - earth, wind and fire

yaku - a bit of everything but he has an inexplicable fondness for midwest emo despite never having had an emo phase

favourite song: blue eyes like the devil’s water - mccafferty

inuoka - probably pretty similar to tanaka and noya but more wholesome if that makes sense??

favourite song: growl - exo

FUKURODANI

bokuto - either genuinely amazing songs or the stupidest stuff he could find in the depths of the internet (once akaashi caught him unironically listening to the “cat, im a kitty cat” song from like 2008)

favourite song: juice - lizzo

akaashi - very mellow, almost bittersweet songs. like konoha has looked through his spotify and was quite concerned

favourite song: talking to the moon - bruno mars

konoha - probably pretty similar to kuroo’s music taste tbh

favourite song: gives you hell - all-american rejects

SHIRATORIZAWA

ushijima - honestly he probably doesnt listen to much music unless tendou makes him but he has a couple of rlly old songs that he likes

favourite song: what a wonderful world - louis armstrong

tendou - one look at this man’s spotify n you KNOW he’s unhinged, like his playlists are the embodiment of mental illness

favourite song: lights out - mindless self indulgence

goshiki - aw he thinks he’s so cool, he has the playlists of a 13 yr old who just developed an individuality complex and honestly i love that for him

favourite song: bang bang - green day

shirabu - this mf listens to nothing but rage music and honestly i don’t blame him

favourite song: true friends - bring me the horizon

semi - god his spotify is BUSSIN, like his playlists are always IMMACULATE with the perfect mix of everything

favourite song: be nice to me - the front bottoms

INARIZAKI

atsumu - fuckboy music. that’s it. like he’s so annoying when he has the aux but he has a couple of bangers that are absolutely worth it

favourite song: 24K magic - bruno mars

osamu - very similar to kags tbh, a lot of indie rock and he resents atsumu’s music taste lmao

favourite song: iris - goo goo dolls

suna - a good middleground between tendou and osamu’s tastes, like he’s unhinged but make it lowkey

favourite song: bloody mary - lady gaga

aran - i just know this man has some fantastic playlists, like he definitely has the best music taste of everyone on the team

favourite song: supermassive black hole - muse

kita - mellow asf but like it almost makes u worry, like how is he so calm, surely he’s gotta snap at some point

favourite song: corduroy dreams - rex orange county

I CBA TO GO BY SCHOOLS ANYMORE

terushima - all types of rock but he listens to classic punk n its just PURRRRRR

favourite song: too drunk to fuck - dead kennedys

koganegawa - i have no idea what’s going on in his spotify but whatever it is, it’s a vibe

favourite song: discord - the living tombstone

#long post #why did i spend time on this #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #hinata shoyo #kageyama tobio #tsukishima kei #yamaguchi tadashi #tanaka ryunosuke #nishinoya yuu #azumane asahi #sugawara koushi #sawamura daichi #oikawa tooru #iwaizumi hajime #kindaichi yūtarō #kyoutani kentarou #kunimi akira #kuroo tetsurou #kozume kenma #lev haiba #yaku morisuke #inuoka sou #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji #konoha akinori #ushijima wakatoshi #tendou satori #goshiki tsutomu #shirabu kenjirou

[slytherinwh0re]

Dinner date

Draco Malfoy x female reader AU

Warnings: SMUT (18+ minors dni) and swearing

Summary: Where you and Draco are coworkers and he asks you on a dinner date. 

Masterlist

You need a drink.

The job of an auror is always difficult but this week was so busy you’ve had absolutely no time to yourself. Thank Merlin it’s Friday and you have the rest of the weekend off.

Once you walk into The Leaky Cauldron you go straight for the bar, Tom already pouring your drink. You give him a small thank you as he walks away to attend to the rest of the packed bar, it is Friday after all. The brandy burns your throat slightly but it’s exactly what you need right now.

You look over at the man taking a seat next to you immediately recognizing him as your coworker, Draco Malfoy. You went to Hogwarts together but never talked until after the battle when you both received jobs as aurors at the ministry. Many people still didn’t trust him completely because of his father’s choices but now he’s a man who chooses for himself and there’s no denying his change in character. He’s a good man and proved himself to be a great wizard.

You see him often at the ministry but any conversation with Malfoy is about work and maybe a quick hi here and there. He does his job and keeps to himself.

“Busy week wasn’t it (y/l/n)?” He looks tired but handsome nonetheless.

“Bloody horrible, I’ve been looking forward to this drink all week Malfoy.” You take another swig to prove your point.

“You and I both, tell you what, next rounds on me and call me Draco.” He slap a few galleons on the table and Tom brings us each another drink. You can’t help but smile feeling as though you just made a friend in the blonde.

The next hour is full of conversation between you two. Draco is surprisingly easy to talk to and even sorta funny, although that could just be the effects from the Brandy.

“Who would’ve known that Draco Malfoy actually has a sense of humor.” The serious look on his face makes you burst out laughing and you notice he’s trying to keep from smiling.

“I’ve always been hilarious for your information.” This just makes you laugh harder.

“Over dramatic maybe, but funny? I don’t think so.” He can’t hold back his laughter anymore and all you can do is stare at the handsome man in front of you with a big grin on your face.

“Well it’s getting late and I’m completely knackered but I had a great time (y/n). One of my best nights in a while actually. I was wondering if you’d maybe want to come over tomorrow afternoon and I could cook us some dinner?” Your already pink cheeks turned bright red.

“I’d love to Draco.”

***

The next morning while you’re eating breakfast a beautiful white owl taps on your window with a letter from Draco.

(Y/n),

Hope you’re having a good morning, dinner will be ready at 7. See you then.

Draco

You read it at least ten time, letting the fact that you’re going to Draco’s house for a dinner date sink in.

***

Your walk to the Malfoy manor was a short one, the crisp fall air feeling good against your skin. You had decided on wearing your favorite pair of black skinny jeans, the ones that made your ass look great, a cream sweater, and matching cream boots.

You knock on the gigantic wooden door twice and not even 10 second later Draco is letting you in.

“You look amazing (y/n), I’m glad you could make it.”

“Thanks for having me, it smells great.”

As you walk through the house with Draco you’re in awe of how spectacular the entire place is. You’ve never been in a house this big.

“I hope you like ham.” He looks nervous.

“I love it, everything looks amazing. You’ve really out done yourself.” He really did, the ham was in the center surrounded by a ton of side dishes.

“I wasn’t sure what you liked so I made a little bit of everything.” His cheeks were slightly pink as he pulled your chair out for you.

***

Dinner was as amazing as it looked, both of you ate far too much so you went to the living room to lounge around.

You sat on the same couch as Draco facing each other, about a foot apart, each of you with a glass of Brandy on the table, laughing at some ridiculous joke he made. Suddenly he reached his hand out to push a lose strand of hair behind your ear, his hand skimmed against your jaw and grabbed your chin for a second before letting go.

“You’ve always been so beautiful (y/n).” He was so close you could feel his breath on your face. You put your hand on his knee, needing to touch him in some way.

You couldn’t handle it anymore. You looked at his lips once before leaning in. Draco met you halfway, finally connecting his lips with yours. It was a short sweet kiss that made your stomach flutter. He brought his thumb up to your bottom lip dragging it across before lightly grabbing your throat with his long fingers and going in for a much rougher kiss, not that you were complaining.

You broke away so you could swing your body so you had one knee on either side of his legs straddling him. He put his hands on your hips as you kissed him again, he slipped his tongue into your mouth and you shifted your hips slightly making him groan, holding onto them tighter.

Your reach for his shirt, Draco takes one hand behind his head and yanks it off in one swift motion. That was possibly the sexiest thing you’ve ever witnessed. He reaches for the hem of your sweater, fingers grazing your bare skin.

“May I?”

Instead of answering you take the sweater off yourself showing off your deep green bra.

“I love the color.” He smirks at you knowingly.

“I thought you might.” You giggle as he starts leaving open mouth kisses on the tops of your breast. You reach around to unclasp the material, feeling way too impatient to wait for him to do it. You let it fall in between your bodies, picking it up and tossing it to the end of the couch. His hands move from your hips, running across the sides of your body.

Draco looks right at you when he takes one of your nipples into his mouth, making you throw your head back and moan quietly. You feel him straining against his jeans so you start moving your hips in small circles. You grab his belt and undo it quickly, you unbutton his jeans, and slowly slide yourself down until you’re kneeling in between his knees on the floor.

“You look so sexy love. You gonna suck my dick for me pretty girl?” You bite your lip and nod, never breaking eye contact with him. You grab his pants and boxer and pull them down, his big length slapping him in the stomach.

You wrap your small hand around him, slowly pumping him. You lick a bold stripe up the base of his length making him hiss and then you’re taking him in your mouth. Draco grabs your hair from falling into your face and you hollow your cheeks, sucking harder. You love how in control you feel of the sexy man in front of you. You twist your hand at his base in rythm with your mouth as you look up at him.

He pulls your head back by the hair, makes you stand up and starts taking off your pants.

“These jeans have been driving me crazy all night but I think they’ll look better off.” He slide them down your legs along with your underwear. He sits back on the couch so he could look at you standing completely naked in front of him groaning more to himself about how perfect you are.

You climb back on to his lap so your straddling him again, this time grabbing his dick and slowly stroking it inbetween your soaked folds. You’ve been soaked since he grabbed you throat. Finally you can’t take it anymore, you sink down until you’re sitting all the way on him. You can’t help the loud moans that leave your mouth as you bounce up and down on him.

He’s sitting back, his hands roaming your entire body, finally resting on your ass. One hand smacking down on it, the feeling causing you to scream his name.

“Scream my name (y/n), let everyone know you’re mine.” He grabs your hair again, pulling your head back so he has better access to your neck and starts laying kisses everywhere, sucking on certain spots, leaving dark marks. One hand is on your hips and he starts thrusting up, meeting your hips with his, his name falling from your lips continuously.

“Draco I’m gonna cum, I’m so close.” You feel the knot in your abdomen tightening more with every bounce, his hand in your hair moves down to your clit. He rubs it with his thumb, tracing figure eights onto you while you lean back, a hand on each of his knees.

“Cum for me (y/n), you look so fucking sexy riding my dick, such a good girl.” With one final flick of his thumb on your clit you come undone. Your ears are ringing and all you see are stars. Second later Draco’s spilling in to you, his face in the crook of your neck.

You both clean yourselves up quietly, he hands you his tshirt to put on and you do so without question. It smells just like him.

“Spend the night with me?” He’s looking right at you and you know you’re a goner.

“Only if you get me another cup of Brandy.” He laughs quietly while pulling up his jeans.

“Sounds good, I was gonna make you hang out with me tomorrow anyways.”

#draco malfoy smut #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy #draco malfoy x you #draco x reader #slytherin #draco lucius malfoy #draco #malfoy #request something #draco fanfiction #draco imagine #draco x you #harry potter smut #hp smut

[hillnerd]

jily for the ask game

ULTIMATE SHIP MEME! Send in two (or more) names and I’ll fill all this out about the ship!

General:

Rate the Ship -   Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last? Til death do they part

How quickly did/will they fall in love? YEARS James always wanted Lily to like him- but this turned into a proper crush around 4th yr. This started flaming into a straight up infatuation- but I don't think it was love-love until maybe late 6th year. Lily always thought James was a waste of potential- she noticed he was fun and charming and cute when they were around 12/13, but *sigh* why'd he have to have that terrible personality? She finally started seeing that he could be amazing near the end of 6th year- and by 7th she was crushing so hard- this was love by like January 7th year

How was their first kiss? -it was hot, unexpected, passionate

Wedding:

Who proposed? -James

Who is the best man/men? -Sirius

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? -Marlene? idk women never have friends of their own in these books.

Who did the most planning? -James like I can see him being INTO this sort of thing- which Lily finds adorable

Who stressed the most? - Lily because of the family drama aspect with Petunia

How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? -Vernon Dursley. The letter was written just to Petunia but a +1 was offered

Sex:

Who is on top? -much of the time Lily

Who is the one to instigate things? depends- but I see James doing it slightly more

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? -It's either a quickie, or like a night of sex- no inbetween

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? -James loves to see Lily fall to pieces so I can see him being like 'if I don't make her orgasm so much she can't sass me, then what am I doing?

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? -only had 1 :( but if they hadn't died, I can see a brood of like 3- harry and then years later the other two as Harry was very much an accident

How many children will they adopt? - might adopt 1 or 2- James is big on bringing in kids who need a place.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? -technically Lily, as she's at home with the baby more (very typical 80s) but when James IS home he takes them all to make up for it.

Who is the stricter parent? -Lily

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? -James usually is the one to catch on to these and stop them, given how he was walking trouble as a kid himself

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? -James

Who is the more loved parent? -I mean it's equal- but James is a bit more fluffy and fun- so there's that slight bias at times

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? Lily

Who cried the most at graduation? -James

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? -Depends on how they got in trouble- but I can see either depending on who would have a better chance of being successful or is handy

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? -Lily by a slim margin

Who is the most picky in their food choice? -Lily

Who does the grocery shopping? -both

How often do they bake desserts? -like once a month or so

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? -salad

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? -James is more likely to arrange surprises- but something like a dinner? Eh I guess Lily- I see James being SUPER over the top

Who is more likely to suggest going out? -James

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - James

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Lily

Who is really against chores? - James hates them

Who cleans up after the pets? - both but Lily more often

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? -James

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? -Lily James doesn't care if their house looks sloppy- but Lily is related to Petunia so I can see Lily's mum as being a very tidy sort

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? -James- finding stuff is what makes it fun

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? -James

Who takes the dog out for a walk? -James

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? major holidays only for the most part- but i can also see birthdays getting banners and all sorts of stuff

What are their goals for the relationship? -i don't get this question. like... just love one another and have a good time? like what other options are there?

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? -Lily James on moon days might do that- but I see him as a parky early riser

Who plays the most pranks? -JAMES

#JILY #James potter #lily potter

[deepdonutkid]

Can I ask for multiple character break downs?👀

Well if I can, then would you please do one for Ada and one for Tommy and one for John

But if only one has to be done, then you can choose any one of these.

Thanks! <3

Thanks for the ask! 💞

Ada Thorne nee Shelby

How I feel about this character

Just love for her! She is adorable, strong, fierce, absolutely amazing! Ada and Polly are the best developed female character on the show. Mainly, because Tommy can’t fuck them, so they can’t be reduced to his love interest, which is such a good thing, because I love strong women. Makes me weak in my knees.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Freddie Thorne, Ben Younger, Jessie Eden, because Ada is bi, she just gives off that vibe, u know.

Somehow I prefer to read stuff with a female reader for her, more than a male reader for her. Because it’s either Freddie x Ada for me or Ada x female reader.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Lizzie, Polly, Ada and Linda are an amazing combination! She and Tommy have an interesting dynamic as well! I would have loved to see more John and Ada interactions, because they have not such a big age gap inbetween, so I think they are close. Especially after Ada got her child and John got married with Esme. Oh, Ada and Esme would have sooo much fun together. Esme would be like the sister Ada never had.

My unpopular opinion about this character

I think her character changed a lot between season 1 and 2, because of Freddie’s death and also after she joined the business again. Sometimes when I make memes or the alignment charts, I have two icons for her, one from first season and one from third season, because I think she is one of the characters who changed the most through the series. First season Ada would do a lot of things different and more naive than third season Ada. Mainly, because she still believed in communism in season 1 and she somehow lost her faith after losing Freddie. Which is super understandable tho.

She acutally becomes wiser with age... unlike her brothers, who just do the same shit over and over again.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

I wished Ben hadn’t died, because they kill her lovers even fast than Tommys. WTF, right?

On the other hand I wished Ada talked some sense into Jessie, to NOT SLEEP WITH TOMMY THE WHORE SHELBY! Because Ada knows her brother very well and I think she genuinely liked Jessie, or she liked her enough to save her from the pain of being Tommy’s toy or pleasure doll.

And I’m still bitter about the way they killed of Freddie... but more about that later...

Tommy Shelby

How I feel about this character

Relationship status: It’s complicated!

Yes, well, I ramble about Tommy’s shit a lot. I know! He is still an intersting character and it’s so tempting to think about his actions in certain situations, but if I would meet him as a person- I would hate him from the bottom of my heart! <3

He is such an asshole all the time and when I first watched the show, I forgave him a lot he did to his siblings, because I was caught up with his good looks and the presentation of him being the good guy who does bad things to survive. But I spend some time to think about his actions and I noticed, he is an awful human being... to Polly, to his siblings, to his lover and actually to everyone. He might think he does all those mean things to archive a bigger goal, but he is just a gambling addict who can’t stop taking risks he isn’t even prepared for.

Shitty things Tommy has done over time:

Forcing his brother to marry somebody, John didn’t even know at that time, to end a feud, Tommy had started himself and only when it was in his favour to end it, he used John as pawn, so he could archive his plan. HOW FUCKED UP WAS THAT? Nobody seems to talk about this. It was fucking awful! And the way he did it was horrible to! Tommy said nothing to John until the very last moment, when they were already surrounded by enemies, so John couldn’t said no. It also shows, that Tommy thinks he is above his siblings. Tommy thought John wasn’t capable of chosing a wife for himself, so Tommy did that for him too. Even when John didn’t ask for this at all!

Destroying Ada’s relationship with Freddie and chasing his best friend out of town, just because... TOMMY WAS AGAINGST HIS SISTER HAVING A RELATIONSHIP. and yet he proclaimes to listen to woman and to give them a fair change. Maybe just not for our dear Ada!

Destroying Arthur’s marriage, because he kept dragging Arthur into shit, he wasn’t mentally stable enough for. Putting thoughts of rejecting Linda into Arthur’s head, by talking bad about Linda and making jokes about her any given time.

Sleeping with Lizzie over and over again, even when he knew she loved him and when she tried to get over him by dating someone new, he made the order to burn down the pub of Angel, humilated his family, and have him killed later.

Sleeping with Jessie, so he could use her

Humiliate Polly, when she was at her lowest, after Rueben had left her

Drag Michael into the illegal business after Polly begged him not to

Dragging Finn into all this shit after John died, because John wasn’t avaiable anymore

Calling Grace a whore, when they first met

Paying Lizzie in his head, even after she stopped being a sex worker

Helping a fascist

I could go on for a while, but you see my point here!

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Nobody! I want to see him miserable and alone! Honestly I’m never going to read all these soft!Tommy fics or whatever, because they really don’t interest me. I don’t want to see him happy.

But go have fun people and write and read whatever you want!

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Tommy and Lizzie, because they have a sexual relationship, which is not based on romance and I love this sad and depressing dynamic between them. It’s so interesting to write and read about.

Tommy and Ada are great in the show. I love their talks and Ada actually points out when Tommy is acting like a douche again.

My unpopular opinion about this character

I have a lot... where should I start?

I get so annoyed, when I see Tommy shown as a twink, because the actor is just 1,70m... which is not small to me. I know a lot of men around that height and I think they are average and not small. Also a lot of men feel bad for not being tall enough, because everywhere in our society it’s normal to have a tall man and a small woman. And the way tall man or small man are sexualized in this alpha/omega thing or in a top/bottom dynamic is so... meh. It’s really uncomfortable to see how people try to push the patriarchal man-woman dynamic into same-sex relationships.

Tommy is a class traitor and a horrible husband.

Man, I could rant for hours, but I stop right here. Just remember, please don’t feel attacked, I don’t mean to attack you. Even if you write or draw... whatever with Tommy, I would never say something bad about this. Enjoy creating Tommy content, I will love to ignore it!

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

I was so disappointed when they killed Freddie, because those two could have had an interesting and compelling relationship. Freddie could have been a great frenemie. I put this here and on on Ada, because their marriage wouldn’t changed the plot as much as Freddies and Tommys friendship. Tommy would have been a way better person, if Freddie was around.

John Shelby

How I feel about this character

MY HUSBAND! I love him and he has never done anything wrong in his life.

Nah, John has many faults, but I still adore him as a character, because his faults are actually making the plot more interesting. I also read, that he and Tommy fight a lot, because John is more moral and has way more integrity than his older brother. It was just hinted in the show, but I love this side fact and I will base my whole characterisation this.

I love to write, draw and read stuff with him. He is my favorite character from Peaky blinders and my love will never die, even though he did.

Funny tho, when I first watched PB, I adored Tommy and was annoyed by John, but as I rewatched it I changed my mind about those two.

He had so much potential and I would spend all my money, which is not much, but the devotions counts, to see a spin-off with just John and his army of children.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Esme, because they are sooo cute together!

My OFC, because I love writing them.

Any reader, because I’m a sucker for John.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

All kinds of interactions with other characters and John are great! My favorite is John and Ada to be honest. But here are other dynamics I adore as well:

John & Polly, (she would help him a lot with the kids)

John & Arthur (they come to the garrison to drink and play cards, they talk a lot about their problems, deep bond here)

John & Tommy (in my head they are always fighting)

John & Lizzie, because they have a great friendship, and they helped each other a lot. She spend time with the kids and he gave her financial support, so she would quit her job, which she didn’t do, because she feared being all alone again, and she has trust issues) (I’m actually writing a fic about these two)

John & his kids (I’m soft for dad!John)

John & Michael (especially in season three, because John seems to be jealous of Michael)

My unpopular opinion about this character

John is not completely stupid. Well, he is certainly not smart, but he works in the betting shop, and Arthur does not, or not really, because Arthur is bad at math... John at least knows his numbers. And also Tommy chose him to be the legal bookie over the others, so John must do a good job there. He just never got a degree or something similar like Michael. Which is also a reason, why John seems to be bitter about Michael joining the business. Michael was put in a higher position than he did.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

This one is obvious... John should have survived.

[suworkbook]

This is either going to be amazing or awful, there is literally no inbetween. There will be tears, the only question is whether they’re going to be happy-silently-rolling-down-the-cheek tears, or if it’s just seven minutes of bawling from this point on.

#steven universe #su liveblog #su0145

[sokkasangel]

shinsou headcanons

hitoshi shinsou x reader

warnings: none

a/n: you guys seemed to like the kiri headcanons! & i’m sooooo happy! i’m half way through bnha & im glad i can write for the characters! requests are open!

masterlist

༅ this boy is actually a 60-year-old man

༅ he never leaves the house except to go on walks, workout with aizawa, & get food

༅ he has mandatory nap times

༅ & he practically traps you when the two of you are cuddling

༅ & he only tells awful jokes

༅ sure, he’s cute & you love him

༅ but oh my lord!

༅ you have to FORCE him to go out for a date

༅ “c’mon~ we haven’t gone out to eat forever!”

༅ “but... i thought that we could dine in tonight.”

༅ (-_-)

༅ when you agreed to move in with each other, you had to put a limit on how many pets he could bring home

༅ shinsou is a weird mix of confident & insecure

༅ like he trusts you & doesn’t get jealous

༅ but he needs you to reassure him that you love him every day (not that he doesn’t believe you)

༅ shinsou is always telling you how lucky he is

༅ “how’d i get girl as amazing as you, huh?”

༅ with that whole confidence thing, he doesn’t mind pda

༅ he gives you periodic head and hand kisses

༅ when it’s cold outside, he has this habit of wrapping you in his scarf

༅ this man is either sleeping 24/7 or avoiding sleep for three days straight

༅ & there’s no inbetween

༅ so you have to either force him out of bed with coffee & kisses or you have to force in bed with cuddles

༅ shinsou loves you too much

༅ & the first time he said it made you combust

༅ it was nonchalant

༅ you both were studying on the floor of his bedroom

༅ & you asked a question from the textbook

༅ his man only replied with “i love you, y/n.”

#bnha #my hero academia #mha #shinsou #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou x reader #shinsou hitoshi x reader #hitoshi #shinsou imagine

[wolfcha1k]

Warning, story passage below has blatant sexual references :U Proceed if you are a dirty heathen ~

The night had been wonderful, hot like fire and glowing bright as the sun. It made little sense, darkness had no place in the dwelling of light but Eep had seen enough impossible, wonderful things to call it baloney.

Speaking of which… she stretched out leisurely at full height, arms above her head and toes curling as her legs splayed about. It was a good thing their pallet was roomy, she cast her green eyes around the bed. Shame about the bed frame though, hopefully Hope wouldn't be too upset it'd been broken.

Despite a mild ache in her muscles, she felt amazing. Her blood hummed softly through her veins as she reflected on the night, curious touches turning into more. Eep glanced at the slumbering mass beside her, unceremoniously splayed out in a heap with the torn sheets tangling his legs.

Oh, she'd ruined those too. Maybe Hope would be a little mad. She leaned over him to look at his sleeping face, exhausted with bruises peppering most of his neck and shoulders. One spot in particular was very red and blistered with the distinct shape of teeth marks. Eep wondered if she'd been too rough, he hadn't seemed to mind it but now…

She shrugged the thought off and flopped back down, not wanting to wake her sleeping lover just yet. He would wake when he was ready but in the meantime Eep saw no harm in shimmying herself under his lightly muscled arm. The feeling of his body pressed against hers made her smile, familiar and comforting and home. Instinctively almost she felt Guy suddenly roll over with a pitiful whine, clutching her close so he could properly hold her.

Eep resisted the urge to purr in delight, content with this new arrangement as she took in the moment of the lazy morning. Just him, her and the light filtering in through the window.

"Hey…" Guy suddenly muffled against her ear, husky and raspy as he tried shaking off the sleep. Eep wasn't sure if he was dreaming or actually awake, it was hard sometimes to decipher.

"Hey what?" She greeted back anyway, fondly stroking one of his stripes that streaked his slender shoulders.

" Hey you made me hurt in places I didn't even know existed," he groaned pitifully though didn't sound regretful. He was obviously very stiff and the multiple bruising probably didn't help. "I'm not prey, you know.'

"Yeah but it was good savoring you though," she teased with something of a predatory smile.

"Too soon," he told her with a tired grin, aching all over as he unfurled himself from her warm body. Parts of him protested especially when last night they'd been closer in a way he never could imagine with her. "I need a few days to recover from that."

He sat up, swinging his long legs off to the side of the bed. She gazed at him shamelessly with loving eyes, elbow propping her head up as she rested her palm on her cheek. He was beautiful, unique in his appearance and despite it all she adored every aspect of him to the point she ached in new ways. She felt like she was on a cloud, floating.

It was a new and jarring change, something that made her flustered as well despite all that happened. It was hardly planned to couple, merely comforting Guy after a bad dream that plagued him. Night terrors were common for him at times, last night had been a night with no moon. The darkness triggered memories and scars he never delved deep into with her, he wasn't ready. Those specific phases of the moon seemed to trigger these dreams for him, of what she didn't know.

He'd jerked awake, disoriented and Eep had immediately noted the shift even though she had been asleep. The scent of fear was heavy and so strong it'd been enough for her to scope the room for an actual threat, groggy as she was. She quickly found her senses, sharp as a cat and turned to her bedmate. After seeing Guy curled up with his head on his knees shaking, it was easy enough to put two and two together. Her heart ached for him.

"Guy, it's okay. You're safe, I'm here. It was just a nightmare," she soothed and reached to take him in her arms. His tear stained face touched her neck and his long arms embraced her tightly. She shushed him through his quiet cries, holding him close and he could hear her heartbeat, reminding him she was warm and alive.

One thing suddenly led to another, Guy drawing her closer to him needy and desperate to know this was real. His hands clutched her hips so tight it reminded her he actually had strength under that nimble build of his. She'd touched him tentatively, rubbing the tension from his shoulders and kissing his forehead.

She murmured reassurances until suddenly he'd caught her lips against his with a hunger she never felt before in him. The dream had been awful, was all he had said against her lips, and part of her had a feeling it'd involved her somehow. So she just hugged him tightly and let the tension go. Between a whimper and a groan that sounded like “Don’t leave me” inbetween a nip to her throat, it was a kiss so unlike their other ones. It was something different and soon their only witness had been the sleeping suns once he rolled her over. The sky was good at keeping secrets to themselves.

Things had gotten out of hand and after the rush of passion, they'd tried again more softly the next. Taking the time and patience to love one another without the rush as if The End returned; Eep found gentle touches inspired a different kind of fire that burned under her skin, blazing her heart. It had made her cry and he'd kissed every tear off her face, gentle as he always was. Even if before she had nearly bitten him raw the first, growling like an animal and ravaging him like prey. She was always the forward one in their relationship and Guy never minded that. For once she liked being the vulnerable one, letting him lead.

They had been joined in a way that made her shiver just thinking about it, bonded and the way she loved him felt even fiercer somehow. She hadn't known he could be so possessive, maybe it wasn't the right word, primal and passionate seemed unable to describe the shift she'd felt in him either. She didn't have the talent of words like her husband, he was all poetry and dreams. The moment felt so real again, caged in his arms. His eyes bore into hers, reminding her of the fire that had brought them together. Her name had been like a prayer on his tongue, over and over again until…

"Eep?" That didn't sound like the one in her memory, it lacked the breathlessness, the longing and how he'd held her through it all. Eep jolted, uncharacteristically sheepish despite how bold she'd been moments ago. "Are you alright?"

"I'm good, I was just... reflecting, I guess," Eep confessed as she sat up.

Guy had gazed at her for a long moment with brazen before turning to give her privacy as he fetched her the discarded dress. "Well, I hope it's good thoughts," he told her with a modest little look, back to that awkward young man she was used to.

"Oh, they definitely were," she reassured him, donning her tiger striped dress and stretching once again.

Guy had found his trousers that somehow found themselves draped over the light fixtures. He hopped up and grabbed them, bemused how'd they gotten up there. It made Eep laugh.

"Guess we were too eager and I got a good arm," she joked. "Sorry about um…" She approached him to tenderly touch a bruise.

"You bite worse than Sandy does," he teased back with a pained little groan. Guy approached a mirror in their bedroom on the banister to tend to his unruly hair. "I can't believe I'm even walking."

"I thought it was the woman who had the tougher time," she mused with mirth tinged words, approaching to wrap her arms around his lanky frame. Her chin rested on his shoulder. "I could run laps right now."

"I think you ravished me," he exclaimed, looking at her face in the reflection. It was twisted in suppressed laughter, Eep lightly brushing her nose against a spot that lacked a hickey. Guy leaned away with a little look, pouting. "Hey, I need some skin still you know."

"You look good like that," she grinned and Guy scoffed at her, finally finishing his top knot. "I have a thing for battle scars."

"A battle indeed," he huffed, unable to resist the dumb smile on his face. "I don't know how we'll explain the broken bed frame to Mrs. Betterman, she worked hard on that."

"We can make something up," she quipped, gently kissing his shoulder on a spot she hadn't practically chewed the skin right off. "The sheets we could probably sew back up, you're good at that, you have the hands for it."

His ears burned at the implications she unknowingly put there, or perhaps she did and was just being the sly little minx she was. "Yeah…" He cleared his throat, flustered.

Eep scoffed when she noticed the flush crawling up his neck, "I didn't mean that." Then her reflection smiled back at her from the mirror, unable to resist a good razzing. "But if you're that desperate for an ego stroke, well…"

"No, no, uh… this is good enough." Needing a distraction, he turned to look at her unruly mane of red hair. "You need a good brushing."

"I like it like this though," she teased, blinking up at him under her eyelashes.

He knew where this was going and shrugging her away, he shook his head in amusement. “Enough of that,” he told her playfully, making his way towards the patio after comically hopping along on one foot each as he put each furry boot on. “C’mon, it's early enough still to catch the sunrise.”

Eep always relished their mornings together, even if most of the time she was not at all one to wake early. Her body just couldn’t do it and when she would, she’d grouch and complain until Guy got her some bitter bean juice or ushered her into the showers. This morning though was a different one, Eep smiling softly as she looked out the window. She never felt so restful and satisfied, blissful even. She followed Guy out the door now that she was fully dressed, idly combing her fingers through her hair.

She found Guy standing there under the rays of the sunlight, tinging his caramel skin into an almost golden color. It outlined him and even though she knew every indentation of his body, the sun only highlighted it for her. Feeling her eyes on him, Guy turned to face her with a fond expression on his face. Her body felt warm from the rising sun, perhaps though it was just the raw, unadulterated love on his face that did it. Eep almost shyly plodded to stand beside him.

“It's beautiful this morning,” she remarked, gently leaning her head on his shoulder. Guy mimicked the movement, cushioned by her thick hair.

“Yeah,” he agreed, drawing away a bit just to peer down at her, a sweet little smile making him look charming. “Beautiful.”

Eep flushed, linking her arms through his as she hugged his bicep, muffling her face into his shoulder.

It just made Guy press a gentle kiss on her hairline, chuckling. “Since when do you get flustered, love?”

“When you say sweet things like that,” she quipped, looking up at his happily beaming face. Eep pouted like when Douglas didn’t get the scraps from dinnertime. “It’s not fair.” “What isn’t?”

“You have such a gift with words,” Eep huffed at him, turning to look towards the sun. “I see the sun, but you see sun light. ” She extended her hands out after letting him go, mimicking how Guy would get so animated when telling his stories.

Guy was bemused. “Isn’t that the same thing, Eep? We’re both looking at the sunrise,” he told her affectionately, turning to gaze at the sun as it climbed its way into the sky. It went from a deep orange like embers on a fire into a lazy blue tinged yellow at its belly.

“It’s different than that,” she said with a shake of her head, admiring him with soft eyes.

“I don’t really think so,” Guy insisted, brows furrowed as he let the thought stew in his head. “You see a lot of wonderful things too.” An idea came to him and gently he grabbed her hand in his, tangling his long fingers with hers so they were pressed palm to palm. “I wanna show you something.”

Without another word, he raised their arms up above his head, letting go after so both reached for the sun. Light cascaded down her fingers and down her arm, the faint rays of morning warming her skin like soft butterfly kisses. Guy pressed his shoulder against hers, not looking at her but Eep could easily feel the love with just the contact itself.

She looked at both their hands, nostalgia taking her back to a time that felt like forever ago. Eep dared to finally glance at him, meeting his eyes with a little smile of her own. “I’m glad you got to cross my sky, Guy.”

The words made him grin wider as he nuzzled his head against hers, finally lowering his arm to wrap it around her waist. “And you say you can’t be poetic,” he murmured. "I'm glad you are my Tomorrow too"

They loved each other tenderly for the rest of the morning, merely basking in the light.

#thecroods #croods #the croods #thecroods2 #croods2 #the croods 2 #the croods a new age #the croods 2 a new age #dreamworks #fanfiction #croods fanficiton #the croods fanfiction #my writing #my art #fanart #fan art #guyxeep #eepxguy #guy x eep #eep x guy #geep #a tomorrow of our own #just the two of us