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august-bleeds-red · 3 years

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Carnival Lights

(Bo Sinclair x AFAB!Reader)

Bo makes a stranger’s ride on the Ferris wheel more than an average trip to the carnival.

WARNINGS: Non-con, forced orgasm (NSFW below the line).

It was your first blind date since you were sixteen. The guy was twenty-three and already a junior partner in a prestigious law firm, and dull as paint. But, even discounting his handsome face and impeccable manners, your mom would never forgive you if you messed up on the first date. He’d opted out of riding the wheel with you, confessing a fear of heights that prevented him scaling anything higher than a stepladder, and had stepped away to pick up snacks for when you descended.

The Ferris wheel had always been your favourite ride as a kid, back when your dad used to take you to the carnival, and you really wanted at least one ride before the night ended – for old time’s sake. You didn’t care if it made you look weird to ride alone.

The wheel is an old-fashioned one with round, metal-roofed cars, with seats sitting opposite each other. Thankfully, it doesn’t tilt too far with just your weight to balance it.

“Just you?” the attendant asks. You nod.

He’s just about to close the door and secure it when someone speaks up:

“Excuse me, y’all mind if I ride with you?”

He’s a handsome, dark-haired man in his thirties, with a lazy Louisiana drawl, dressed comfortably in work pants and a navy button-down shirt, an old red-and-white trucker cap sticking out of his back pocket. His face is friendly, eyebrows raised in hope as he awaits your response.

“Oh . . . I, uh . . .”

You’re not sure your date would appreciate you sitting in such a confined space with a strange guy you just met, but the attendant is looking at you impatiently, so you panic and shrug in consent. The guy smiles and takes the seat opposite you, the car bouncing a little at the change in weight. His legs are long, his knees almost brushing yours, but he keeps his hands at a respectable distance in his lap. The attendant fastens the door shut and the car trundles a few feet along to allow the next passengers. You know it’s gonna take a while – they need to fill up every car before setting the wheel to spin freely. Which means you’re sitting with this guy for at least the next ten minutes.

“Name’s Bo,” he says, holding out a hand to you.

“Um . . . Y/N,” you reply, accepting the handshake politely. His hand is big, his palm warm against yours.

“Figured we might as well get acquainted if we’re stuck in this tuna can together,” he reasons.

“Yeah,” you grin nervously, not wanting to point out that you’re only “stuck” because it was his idea to join you.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I’m a creature of impulse – my ma used to take me and my brothers on this wheel when we were little kids, an’ I saw you sittin’ alone and, I dunno, you just looked like a nice girl, so I took a shot.”

“No, it – it’s okay,” your smile grows more genuine. “My dad used to take me on this wheel too, every time the carnival came into town.”

He smiles, his eyes fixed on your face. He has an intense, dark stare, his brown eyes barely blinking. “So you here by yourself?”

“No, my date’s around here somewhere.”

“Well, that’s a little weird,” Bo says. “Leavin’ you to ride alone?”

“Heh, yeah,” you shrug. “Doesn’t like heights.”

Bo snorts and mutters something that sounds like, “Pussy.” You can’t help but giggle.

The car has now elevated far enough from the ground as to make disembarking impossible. You gaze down at the sprawling carnival lights, illuminating the stalls, food carts and rides in a soft, golden glow.

You don’t speak up when Bo shifts in his seat, edging closer to you so your knees touch. The car is small – there’s no reason to make a fuss for what could just be an honest mistake. Until his fingertips brush against the crown of your kneecap.

“Kinda irresponsible, really,” he says, his voice lowering. “Leavin’ a little lady as cute as you unaccompanied.”

Would it be rude to ask him to stop talking? Or at least to move his hand? His fingers are definitely rubbing the inside of your knee now, his gaze hot in a way that proves he knows exactly what he’s doing.

You’re just about to say something, when he ‘casually’ shifts in his seat, lifting his trouser leg high enough for you to see the handle of a knife tucked into his heavy boot. Your blood runs cold and you press your lips together. His hand slides further up your leg until his whole palm is resting on your thigh.

“I know if it were me,” he purrs, “I wouldn’t let you outta my sight for a moment.”

Your fingers are shaking, your skin beginning to prickle.

“Please . . .” you whisper, your voice barely more than a breath.

He grins. “Please what, princess?”

“I . . .” you swallow around the lump rising in your throat. “Please don’t hurt me.”

He laughs. “Then you’ll do what I say, won’t cha?”

He eases the knife from his boot and pockets the guard protecting the blade, tracing the dull edge down the soft skin of your thigh. One false move, one flick of his wrist, and you’d be bleeding out all over the car floor. He leans across and uses the blade to dislodge the straps of your dress.

“Let’s see them gorgeous tits,” he says. Reaching across, he pulls at your neckline, revealing the strapless bra you’re wearing underneath. “Oh, honey – d’you wear that just for me?” Slipping his fingers inside the blue lace cup, he releases one of your breasts and squeezes roughly. You whimper, clapping a hand over your mouth when the knife twitches in his hand.

“Look at these pretty little nipples,” he flicks his thumb over one, smiling when it hardens at his touch. “Why, they’re already pleased to see me, aren’t they?”

Cursing your treacherous body, you shut your eyes and wince as he scoops your other breast free, jiggling the soft flesh.

“God damn, these puppies look sweet enough to eat,” he moans, leaning in and lapping at one nipple with his tongue. You cringe away from him, gasping when he takes a firm grip on the back of your head.

“Now,” he murmurs, “you’re gonna come sit on my lap, right? We’re gonna have a little fun. Easy, nice and slow – don’t wanna draw too much attention now, do we?

Hating your own cowardice, you shift from your seat and turn, letting Bo settle you against his clothed erection. You can feel it through the fabric, digging into your ass. The car stays at an inconspicuous angle, the cars below, above or opposite you none the wiser as to what’s going on.

Bo keeps one hand on your breast, squeezing and pinching, the other strays further downwards. The knife is stowed away back into his boot, but you already know better than to make a grab for it.

“Let’s see just how much of a good girl y’really are,” he whispers in your ear, teeth biting at the side of your neck. A shiver runs through you, and you can tell he feels it by the way his lips curl against your skin. The tips of his fingers brush your panties and you close your eyes in shame at how damp they are. You’ve always had sensitive breasts, and the way he’s sucking and teething at your skin is only making it worse. Nudging aside the silky fabric, you gasp when his thick, calloused fingers trace the outline of your pussy.

“Ahh, there we go,” he shifts a little, spreading your thighs further apart with his knees. “Just look how wet y’are for me. You’re just a little slut, ain’t cha?”

His fingers push past your folds, rubbing at your clit and making your legs tremble. He slips in up to the first knuckles of his index and middle fingers, his thumb circling your clit with a practiced movement.

“Y’like the way my fingers feel in you, you little whore?” he growls in your ear. “Fuck, you’re soakin’ wet. Bet you wish you could take my hard fuckin’ cock in that sweet little cunt, huh? Ride me ‘til I fill you up with cum, you dirty fuckin’ slut.”

He forces another finger inside you, tilting his wrist to allow them to sink in right to the hilt. You stretch around his digits, your slick walls inviting him in further. Why is this happening? Why are you so turned on? Your heart flutters in the cage of your chest and you bite your lip to keep from moaning.

“Thaaaat’s it,” Bo croons, quickening pace. “You love it, don’t you, you little whore? You love havin’ my fingers all up in your cunt.”

You shake your head and the hand molesting your breast takes a firm hold of your jaw. He turns your head to face him and your lips are assaulted – his tongue staining your mouth with the faint taste of tobacco. Your pussy is liquid in his hands, the warm whispers of pleasure building steadily in your lower stomach.

“You’re gonna fuckin’ cum for me,” he growls. “Y’hear that, bitch? You’re gonna cum on my fingers like a slut. C’mon, gimme that goddamn cunt. Show how much you love bein’ fingered like a cheap whore.”

Bitch. Slut. Whore. The poisonous words hang in the air around you.

“Tell me you wanna cum,” he demands. “Beg me to make you cum.”

“I— I can’t . . .” you whimper. You don’t think you could live with yourself if you stooped to that level of indignity. Then he stops and the sky comes crashing down around your ears. “F-fuck—!”

“Tell me what I wanna hear, baby.” He moves his fingers again at a brutal pace, the friction against both your clit and G-spot almost too much to bear. It’s growing, reaching such a pitch as to make your ears ring.

“Fuck, please . . .” you screw your eyes shut against what you feel is the judgment of the world. “Please . . . make me cum—”

“Say my name, bitch,” he growls. “Tell me who this fuckin’ cunt belongs to.”

“Bo! Y-you . . . my . . . it belongs to you . . . oh God, Bo, please, please—”

At the last moment, as you feel your walls contracting, he shoves two fingers in your mouth, grunting with satisfaction as you bite down to prevent yourself crying out from the most intense orgasm you’ve ever experienced. He chuckles darkly in your ear, his fingers making an obscenely wet sound as they withdraw from you.

He allows you to reassemble yourself before the wheel has completed its final loop. You run a hand through your tangled hair and wipe away the smears of mascara beneath your eyes, while he sucks the shining fluid from his fingers with apparent relish. The last few drops, however, he spares for you. You gag around the fingers he forces into your mouth, tasting the tangy flavour of your own juices.

When the attendant lets you out, Bo gestures for you to go first, like the Southern gentleman one might presume him to be at first glance. You can see your date waiting for you, a stick of cotton candy in one hand. As you reach him, he watches Bo leave the car behind you.

“Who was that?” he asks, handing you the pink cloud of spun sugar.

“No-one,” you shrug as casually as you can manage. You could tell him, now you’re free from the cage. But you don’t. And you never will.

Grinning like a cat in a dairy barn, Bo secures his cap atop his head. Catching your eye one last time, he winks, nods, and disappears into the crowd.

Inspired by a soundgasm piece by @gentlemanswitch.

#bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #house of wax #horror #slashers #slasher lover #slasher fandom #slasher community #slasher x reader #slasher fanfiction #slasher fanfic #lester sinclair #vincent sinclair

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alcorian · 4 years

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Insult alvie :D

NO THAT IS TOO FAR ANON

How can I insult the best character ever????

The best I've got is "I wish he was used in more serious plotlines and more fics in general", yknow? Alvie is absolutely my fav (says tumblr user alviepines...lol) and I just wanna see more of him.

I guess therein lies a problem... I love our little internet prankster, but I also wish Alvie had a few darker storylines. I really love @toothpastecanyon's fic about the end of the universe from his perspective. Pls gimme more of thaaaat

#alvie #the alcor virus #ask meme

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jimmybuffettdied · 4 years

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It's a shame I can't write music. Here are some lyrics. Or maybe it's more of a poem. I don't know what to call it. It's definitely a mood though.

Where Are The Angels?

All these songs about angels

It's 3 a.m. and I'm all alone

Where the hell were they to save me

I was drunk and I stumbled home

My brain was quiet except that one voice

With me everywhere I go

Nobody needs you nobody wants you

Where are the angels I need to know

I'm alone tonight

Trying not to cry

Loaded gun by my side

Gimme a reason

Someone tell me why

Where are those angels

I guess they're stuck in songs

When I am here stuck all alone

It seems it all went wrong

Mired in this awful life

Where are the angels at tonight

My hollow heart needs a refill

No, sorry, I meant my glass

I think my angel must be stuck in traffic

Way up high on some overpass

I don't want to be here

Not anymore

I want to leave this home

I want to end the tour

I'm sick of living all alone

Where are these angels

Lord, I'm coming home

Send me Clarence

Show me my beautiful wife

Show me my happy children

My wonderful life

Ohhh that's not me, thaaaat's right

Where is my angel

Maybe I'm not worth the fight

I'm sick of sparring

I'm done with the jabs

No need to duck and weave

Get the body bag

Sweep the leg

Take me out

I'm done with this match

I've lost this bout

Don't worry, coach

No need to send me in

I'm over this game

I fold, you win

I don't even need to

Warm the bench

Don't look up at the bleachers

I'll be outside the fence

I'm sick and I'm tired

And I'm over it

There isn't an angel

Who will put up with this shit

I've tried it out

It's more than I can handle

You said you wouldn't do that

I guess that makes us both liars

So, send an angel

Or let me leave

We've all got a purpose

Mine's done I believe

It's been done for years

Unless you think there's another

I didn't think so

I can't just stay for my mother

Let me out now

Give me a loophole

I want to be gone

Burn this filthy soul

Burn me in hell

I don't give a damn

It can't be worse

Than this place at 3 a.m.

All alone all alone

Where are the angels

Only in songs

As it turns out

I was right all along

Nobody's coming

I'm not needed here

This is a waste of time

Am I not being clear

I wish that I could but

I cannot do it myself

I'm just too short

To reach that shelf

Thanks for that too

By the way

Ladies always love a guy

Under 5 foot 8

I don't mean to complain

Though that's all that I do

I just need you to know

That I'm pissed off at you

Because there are no angels

No life saving grace

No comfort is here

And I'm sick of this place

Please don't make me say it

Don't make me ask you again

I can't sit through

Another 3 a.m.

Where are the angels

#angels #lyrics #poetry #mood #depressing #3 am #3 am writing #I'm sure I'm fine #my loneliness is killing me #and I..

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thief-of-shadows · 5 years

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Slides into the kitchen at work, with her camera and snaps a blurry selfie with an unsuspecting Thief!

“Hm? Hey! Gimme thaaaat...” He pouted and continued to chop vegetables.

#necrofia

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romeo-oh-nomeo · 5 years

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me: *answers phone* hello, Kayla Hom, DDC

contractor: gooooooo... oood... aftern..... morn...

me: it's, uh, still morning

contractor: good morning. I'm, uh... uh... hold on, you already said you're Kayla, and I'm calling to talk to Kayla....

me:

me: thaaaat's me...

contractor: trying to collect my thoughts oh god I'm sorry hold on gimme some time

me: it's okay. maybe it's the reason you wanted to say 'good afternoon' to me 😊

contractor: hahahaha oh man

contractor: so, in your email, you said to contact you at any time...

me: and....... you just figured you'd test that out and not actually know what time it is? 😂😂

#mitch #kayla work things

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justjen523 · 6 years

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Dirty Talk

Ichthys x MC

Rating M (18+)

This is probably the dirtiest piece I have ever written next to A Bath With the Gods. For my Ikky lovers, enjoy!

Not even bothering to knock I marched straight into his room, grabbed him by the shirt and kissed him hungrily.

“W-Woah…” I didn’t even give him time to talk, I pushed him backwards onto his bed and crawled atop him. The sheer look of bewilderment made me wet and I smiled mischievously at him licking my lips. He swallowed hard and that pure, innocent looking face stared up at me like a scared little boy and that was goddamn sexy.

“I imagine from that expression you are wondering what’s going on.” I teased, lifting his shirt and placing seductive kisses around his naval.

“Yeah t-the thought may have crossed my mind.” He returned almost sounding angry but when our eyes met those beautiful soft grey eyes had been almost swallowed by his dilated pupils.

“I want to play with you.” I hummed against his skin causing it to immediately erupt into goosebumps.

“And I want you to play with me.” I added pulling his pants slowly down with my teeth. He was already panting in anticipation. Stopping abruptly I crawled over until I was straddling him and began grinding against his ever hardening bulge. Closing my eyes to savor the sensation I was taken by surprise when my world suddenly flipped upside down and now Ikky was the one on top of me smiling darkly.

“Okaaaay. Let’s play a little game.” His tone shifted and came out sultry and deep immediately reminding me that Ichthys may seem like a boy but he is very much in fact a man. Something I seemed to have overlooked and was now at his mercy.

“I won’t do annnnything unless you ask first. But, you’ve got to make it sound dirty.”

“D-Dirty? Like what exactly?”

“Liiiike….if you want me to go down on you you could say, please Ikky, lick my sopping wet pussy.” Woah what?! That sounds so….wrong coming out of that sweet boyish face. All I could do was stare at him in awe.

“Awww too much? Hmm how bout, “I wanna swallow that big thick cock?”

“I-Ikky! T-That’s…”

“Thaaaat’s the only way I’m going to play with you.” He smirked letting me know he was very serious. If I am going to get what I want I suppose I have to play by his rules.

“Well I did come here with every intention of fucking your brains out so I guess I can play along.” I meet his devilish smile with one of my own.

“Yeah? Show me what a dirty girl you really are.” Fucking hell that seductive voice makes me hot all over.

“Alright, then shut up and eat my pussy, nice and slow.” I test him and discover that he indeed wasn’t joking about this game. Pushing my skirt up to my hips, he rips the stockings off me one leg at a time. There is something undeniably sexy about that. The panties are next, just as easily pulled from my aching core as the stockings. He brings them to his face and inhales deeply making me blush and practically gasp when his eyes fall on mine before running his tongue in one long stroke over the moist fabric.

“Spread your legs nice and wiiiide. I want plenty of room to bury my face in that tasty little snatch of yours.” F-Fuck. This is so…goddamn hot. Who would have thought Ichthys could be THIS pervy?!

Without wasting time he’s already draped the back of my thighs over his shoulders. When our eyes meet I subconsciously hold my breath in anticipation of that glorious sensation.

“Tell me dirty girl, how-do-ya want it? I can do all the work or if you like…” He doesn’t finish his sentence. Instead he uses the tip of his nose and gently pulls it up my slickness causing me to pant.

“Yeah…that’s what I thought. Tell me that’s whattcha want or we can, ya know…stop here.” Fucking hell Ikky, you’re playing…haha “dirty”.

“Can I Ikky?” I smirk playfully and notice his eyes crinkling at the corners letting me know he’s definitely smiling.

“Can you what, gorgeous?” Oh my god…is this…seriously mischievous, prank pulling child-like Ichthys?! Goddamn he is a completely different god right now. He’s making uncomfortably wet. Eager to feel his tongue I finish my sentence and give in to what he wants to hear me say.

“Please can I fuck your face Ikky?”

“Mnnn….yeah, you most certainly fucking can.” He doesn’t even give me the chance to adjust my position. His strong arms easily lift me and set me down right where he wants me. Before I can even begin moving my hips I feel him move making me cry out in ecstasy. Like a cat that rubs itself along your legs, so too does Ikky between mine. Oh god. This is so…fucking….amazing.

“Unnnh…..god Ikky, this feels soooooo good.” I begin to rock my hips squeezing my eyes tightly shut at the overwhelming sensation. This isn’t going to last long at all, I’m already close.

“Oh fuck….oh god Ikky….I’m gonna….I’m gonna….”

“That’s it dirty girl, gimme everything, I want you to come all over my face.” Oh god!

“Nnnnaahhh! Oh god! I’m cumming! Unnnh! Ahnnn…nmmm….unnnh….nmmmm….h-holy fuck….holy fuck…..” The powerful orgasm rushes forth leaving me instantly drained. I immediately collapse on the bed rolling off Ichthys beforehand. Still panting wildly I look over and practically faint at the erotic sight. After wiping his face with his hand he licks each finger clean like it was cookie batter. Goddamn. I’m barely recovered yet just watching him do that already has me aroused again.

“Thanks for letting me fuck your face, how about I return the favor?” I offer in proper context earning a dark chuckle. He gets to his knees facing me and smirks looking me over.

“So dirty girl, you want my huge cock in your mouth, is that what you’re saying?” My god that expression. It’s his usual smirk but with such naughty connotations. Rising to meet him on my knees I grab the sides of his face and pull him into a deep kiss. I can taste myself all over him and that’s just turning me on even further.

“Yeah Ikky, I want your massive, throbbing delicious cock in my mouth. I want it so deep I want to choke on it.” I tease and an instant later I am presented with just how massive his manhood really is. Goddamn. That’s not a joke.

“C’mon don’t be afraid, I’ll go easy on ya. I totally promise.” When he senses my hesitation he momentarily slips back into the Ikky I know so well.

“Tell ya what, I even promise not to cum in your mouth. Buuuuut, when the time comes I want you to beg me for it. Deal?” This is…so naughty!

“Alright, deal.” I climb off the bed and kneel on the floor getting into position. Scooting to the edge of the bed he stays on his knees bringing him perfectly aligned with my mouth.

“Yeah, you’re my dirty little girl aren’t ya?” That delicious naughty smirk is back and he takes the smooth tip of his rock hard length and glides back and forth across my lips. I stick my tongue out and let him wipe it back and forth earning a sexy groan from the god of Pisces.

“Open your mouth.” I do as instructed and am instantly stuffed with as much of his cock as he can fit in. Grabbing the sides of my head he holds himself in that position leaving it in my mouth.

“Lemme feel that tongue some more.” I do my best to run it along his length but there’s not much room so he rocks his hips a little rubbing it against my tongue for me.

“Mmnn…my cock looks good in there.” He smirks before slowly thrusting in and out. I try to accommodate him the best I can as he builds momentum.

“Yeah…that’s it dirty girl…..suck my cock.” I’m so wet again I try to reach down to releave some of the tension but he notices and doesn’t allow it.

“Unh-Unh, just be a good girl and wait till I fuck your pussy nice and hard kay? Nod if you understand.” I of course nod and he widens his sexy grin.

“Fuck you’ve got such a pretty mouth. I’m getting close get ready.” I patiently wait as his thrusts speed up and I see his legs start to tremble.

“When I pull out I want you to beg for it. Ready?” I nod and he pulls out jerking himself the rest of the way.

“Give it to me Ikky, pleeeeease! I want your hot cum all over my face.” That was all it took and suddenly my face was being covered in rope after warm rope of his hot sticky cum. His voice as he filled my face was the most erotic sound I’ve ever heard in my life bringing me near climax without any form of physical stimulation.

When he finished I took a chapter from his book and did the same thing he had done to me, licking each and every bit clean from my fingers after wiping my face.

“You did look good with my cum on your face buuut, damn I liked the way you licked those fingers. Look, I’m ready to go again.” I’m more than ready. I can’t wait to feel filled to the brim I’m so ridiculously turned on.

“Yes! Do it Ikky, punish me. Fuck my little pussy into submission!” I’m starting to get really good at this game. I’m not sure whether that’s a good thing or a bad one.

Once again he lifts me easily onto the bed before pushing me face down into the mattress, holding me there with one hand. His other hand smoothly traverses the rounded curves of my ass before sinking his teeth into it’s soft flesh. It’s a testament to how horny I am that the pain doesn’t even register.

Impatient to feel him inside I wiggle my ass back and forth for him causing him to chuckle.

“Okay Okaaaaaay! Sheesh, soooo impatient!” Then without warning I get exactly what I’ve been waiting for. He doesn’t even bother starting slowly. He knows how hard I want to be fucked and boy does he exceed expectations.

“Oh god Ikky! Yes! Unnnh! Fuck…harder! Punish me! Punish meee!” I can’t control what just naturally seems to flood out of my mouth as he pounds into me from behind. The sound of our skin slapping together fills the room and echoes off the large tank walls.

“Yeah dirty girl, you like this cock? I’ll give you plenty more.” He growls breathily.

“Oh fuck…I can’t….I’m so close!” I whimper as the build grows so intense it consumes me.

“S’okay, I’m…gonna too….cum on my cock dirty girl. Soak me.” His dirty talk pushes me over the edge and my walls close tightly around him bringing him to climax with me. We cry out in unison, still moving together even as we slow. Our heavy breaths are soon all that can be heard in an otherwise silent room. He lays atop me just resting as we catch our breath.

“Mmm….yeaaaaaah. You can come over and play with me anytime.” Once again his voice takes on that youthful jubilant tone and I can’t help breaking out into a smile at this secret side of Ichthys. As I happen to glance toward the other side of the room my eyes fall on two extremely shocked faces staring speechless and bright red.

“Hmm?” Ichthys looks up before addressing the now extremely embarrassed Minister and Vice Minister of Punishments.

“Dontcha even dare, you should know better to knock first. You’re the one always going on about proper manners Ziggles.”

“….The fuck were you two even doin’?”

“You would be correct Ichthys if you had bothered to close your door in the first place.”

“Wooooow! And ya still came in after hearing us? Gotta hand it to you two. Looks like you guys are the real dirty birdies here. Right _____?”

“Filthy.”

#scm #star crossed myth #scm fanfic #scm smut #scm ichthys #ichthys

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redacre-drama-queen · 3 years

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The UwU Look

A semi-warm breeze blew through Maddie’s hair as she hung from a tree branch, staring intently at her best friend laying in the grass before her. It was all there: longing stare at the sky, half asleep look, that one specific smile that spelled out exactly what they were thinking about without saying a word... Maddie couldn’t help but snicker quietly from her perch. She knew she was a pining bitch, but Izzy? Here? In Redacre? The pseudo-huntress seemed way smarter than that. Well, not smarter, but less susceptible than the chaotic lesbian she managed to befriend, at least. But no matter, what has happened had happened, and there was absolutely no way Maddie was going to let this secret be kept from her.

Maddie pulled herself up, then jumped down from the branch, crunching softly on the grass. As she walked up, Izzy turned to face her with an eyebrow raised.

“What is it? You have that look in your eye again.” She sat upright, putting her hands in her lap. Maddie rolled her eyes.

“I do nooot-!” Maddie swayed side to side, “I just have a queestiiiiion-- There’s nothing mischievous about thaaaat-!” The shorter kid plopped down on the grass criss-crossing her legs and leaning forward on her fists.

“Something in your tone tells me otherwise.” Maddie’s grin only got wider.

“Okay fiiine. Spill. Who’s managed to capture the heart of the mighty Huntress?” Maddie threw out her hands, trying to hold back giggles in her dramatics. “Who has made her swoooon?” She laid dramatically over Izzy’s lap with a hand on her forehead. “Tied a balloon and took her head to the clouds-!” She gestured upwards, then started giggling. Izzy, however, just rolled her eyes at the theatrics.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Bitch, please.” Maddie pulled herself back up and rolled her eyes right back. “Listen, I lived with my sister through two major crushes, and I know exactly what the ‘UwU’“ She put her hands under her chin, sighed, fluttered her eyelashes and let her voice get airy and light, “- look is-! So. Spill.”

Izzy stared back at Maddie for a solid few seconds, eyebrows furrowed and blinking slowly. She had her now, boys. It took the other child a few more moments after that for her expression to shift into a more unimpressed glare.

“... Have you been talking to Page? I’ve never heard anyone else actually say that aloud, and frankly, I never want to again.” Maddie couldn’t stop giggling.

“Oh, so you don’t wanna hear uwu?”

“Maddie.”

“UwU~”

“Maddie.”

“UwU! uwu. UUUUUwwwwwUUUUU”

“Stop it--” Izzy pushed the giggling girl away, holding her back by her forehead while. “You’re going to have to speak English if you want me to understand you.” Izzy said, a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice. Ah, now it was time to stop. Maddie rolled away from the hand and planted herself firmly in front of Izzy. Sure, she had a little twinge of guilt for being genuinely annoying, but it was a small price to pay for Intrigue.

“Who are you crushing on, friend of mine?” Again, her head was in her hands. “I am dying for something not Voice related to talk about in this hell town--” She let her hands sink into her cheeks a bit, giving her words a squished sound. Yeah, Maddie knew she was being a bit nosy, but again, this was something not Voices. Yeah, they were all gonna get yeeted soon and there was a war going on and everything was horrible, but all work and no play made Maddie a fidgety child.

The other teen, however, did not seem as enthused to talk about this as Maddie did. Izzy kept avoiding Maddie’s gaze, toying with the grass between her fingers. A noticeable pink color dusted her cheeks as she considered, before Izzy sighed and looked back at Maddie.

“I’m not telling you.”

“OH COME OOOONNNN!!!!” Maddie groaned and flopped backwards. “Pleeeease! Just gimme like, one hint, and I’ll stop, I swear.”

Izzy laughed. “Absolutely not. You’ll want to fight me if I tell you.”

“Well then you should doubly tell me because it’s obviously a bad idea!” Maddie puffed up her cheeks and pouted, only adding to the laugher from the other girl.

“I knew that already-- Why do you think I know you’d want to fight me?”

“Izzy!!!!!” Maddie rolled over, turning around on her stomach until she faced the other kid once again. “Pleeeease? I just wanna know so I can tease you about it!!” Almost immediately, Izzy groaned.

“I have enough of that already, thank you.”

“YOU TOLD SOMEONE ELSE BEFORE ME?????”

“That’s not--”

“I am OFFENDED.” Maddie flipped over again, crossing her arms over her chest in mock offence. “Someone else before your best friend, tsk tsk--” She grinned, earning her another eye roll.

“It’s not my fault Voices are eavesdroppers.” Izzy glared around the area, “Nor that some people are more perceptive than others. I didn’t tell anyone.” Maddie immediately squinted. From her upside down position, it sure seemed truthful enough. At least, truthful enough for her! She stayed squinting a bit longer, for dramatics, then grinned back up once again.

“Okay fiiiine, I guess you get a pass. But-!” Maddie threw her hand up in the air, “I get a hint for this treachery.”

“No.”

“Uh huh-!” The two stared at each other, neither relenting until Izzy finally sighed and shook her head.

“Alright. Fine. It’s someone in the Harold branch.”

“THAT’S NOT A HINT, I DON’T KNOW ANY OF THEM!!!”

“You should have specified a helpful hint then.” Now Izzy was giving the smug grins back to Maddie, who was absolutely unhappy with her results. A kid from Harold. Who was in Harold again? That one “Uni” kid was, that “Kat” kid was, but who else was there? Maddie groaned. There were too many kids around. Bleh.

“Whatever-- So that’s why you spend so much time over there-!” Maddie grinned, poking at Izzy’s knee while she spoke. Again, another eyeroll.

“That is not the only reason.”

“But it is a reason! You just said so!”

“I... Fuck.” Maddie laughed in triumph, throwing her fist into the air while Izzy threw herself back into the grass, covering her face with her arms. Warm bubbles floated around Maddie’s chest as she giggled, seeming out of place in the darkness of the woods around them, but comforting nonetheless.

A few minutes passed, filled with giggles and groaning as Maddie struggled to catch her breath. As soon as she did, she crawled around to flop next to Izzy and stare at the sky with her.

“You know I’m not gonna tell anyone--” She elbowed Izzy gently, hoping to bring the older teen out of her cocoon. Said teen gave Maddie a side eye from a small gap before letting her arms slide over her head.

“... I know” Izzy sighed, turning to look at Maddie. “No snooping allowed either. I know what you do.”

“Me, snoop? Neeeever--” Maddie giggled, then shook her head. “I can’t promise I won’t, but I can promise I won’t make my intentions obvious-! I should learn the other kids anyway in case I gotta go double-dutch with’em like you did.” Izzy raised an eyebrow.

“Double..?”

“In case I gotta team up with ‘em!” Maddie clarified, looking back up to the stars. “I doubt I will, but that can be my excuse~”

“Mm. Good luck getting past Uni. She keeps a fairly tight ship.” Maddie immediately turned back, squinting at every facial expression on the other teen’s face. Izzy threw back another raised eyebrow until she realized what Maddie was doing.

“No. Not that one.”

“Oh, like you’d tell me if I got it anyway-!”

“You’re right, I wouldn’t.”

“Izzy--!” Both girls laughed as Maddie gently shoved at Izzy, grinning and watching the stars together. Of course, as soon as Izzy left, Maddie was immediately taking to the group chat for information, but until then, they could both enjoy a little playful peace, as a treat.

#drabbles

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gimme all the texts i’m MOBILE

✆ for a MORNING text.

“rise & grind BITH we’re going to brunch to cure our hangovers. i’m giving u exactly 30 mins before i walk over and call the uber. see u soon”

“” for a text that WASN’T SENT

“leo……. i think i really fucked up this time”

☎ for a RUSHED text

“i know im late just save my place in line ok?? ill pay ur cover, just let me cut in front of u”

⁇ for a DRUNK text

“the guy to ur left is giving u hungry eyes. do u want me to walk by and bump him into u?? or am i playing ur boyfriend for the night”

✿ for a SUGGESTIVE text

“my bed’s cold :( come warm it up with me??”“pls dont punch me for that”

ø for a LATE NIGHT text

“isnt it weird how we hook up with all of our friends but we’ve never hooked up??? not to be fake deep but is it bc u love me and our friendship thaaaat much?”

✘ for a HATEFUL text

“if i have to listen to u make fun of zelko one more time im gunna end it all”

# for a RANDOM text

“do u think ants have feelings ?”

@ for a SCARED text

“i think i. slept through a lab practical? fuck leo what do i do”

& for a LOVING text

“IM DELETING YOU, DADDY!😭👋 ██]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] 10% complete….. ████]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] 35% complete…. ███████]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] 60% complete…. ███████████] 99% complete….. 🚫ERROR!🚫 💯True💯 Daddies are irreplaceable 💖I could never delete you Daddy!💖 Send this to ten other 👪Daddies👪 who give you 💦cummies💦 Or never get called ☁️squishy☁️ again❌❌😬😬❌❌ If you get 0 Back: no cummies for you 🚫🚫👿 3 back: you’re squishy☁️💦 5 back: you’re daddy’s kitten😽👼💦 10+ back: Daddy”

% for a CURIOUS text

“hey do u wanna go demon hunting with me?? i feel like ur energy will bring them out.”

ツ for an EXCITED text

“uhhh just ran into misty copelane??? i dont think ive ever been so red in my life it was bad but so good. embarrassed myself even further by getting her to say hi to u, check ur snapchat”

$ for an ACCIDENTAL text

“i just dont think the cotton eyed joe is as hard as u think, man…”

♀ for a HEARTBREAKING text

“it’s almost funny how unlovable i am lol just throw me into a dumpster at this point”

text meme

#o bith. u rlly wanna kill me......#enlightcns #☆⋆✧ ↣『𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍』

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