#happy birthday you punk ass bitch!

[uncouth-the-fifth]

here is my collection of sam and dean winchester reader-inserts 🧛‍♂️👻 enjoy!

Baby I'll Stay (Heaven Can Wait) (witch glamors, fluff, motel smut)

On a hunt with Sam and Dean, your childhood friends and long-term hunting partners, you choose to play bait in order to kill a powerful witch. Thing is, the witch uses a glamor that masks him as the seer's perfect partner—and to you, he looks exactly like Sam.

(You Are A) Natural, Baby (virgin Sam, pure impala sex lol)

part one (oral): You played your fingers on the wheel. Bent over it, squinting at the rain. Slumped back in your seat. All the while, Sam watched you go through the motions passively. He already knew what you knew: you'd have to camp here for the night. Just the two of you. Alone.

part two (oral, sex): “No wonder you’re so wet,” Sam rasps, “you’re already close, aren’t you?” You conceded with a pathetic nod, breathing hard. “All this just from blowing me…” Sam smirks.

Playing House (fake dating + couples cruise) for @daiziesssart

part one: You rolled around everything you wanted to explain to him in your head, but none of it sounded right. Somehow, you landed on: “You think it’s gonna be weird, pretending to be married?” Sam shrugged. “We did it all the time when we were kids, playin’ house.” He closed the zipper of his boot, flashing you an innocent smile. “Can’t be that different, right?"

part two: “My name is _____ Patton,” you introduce in your smoothest, surest voice, “and this is my amazing husband Sam. We’ve been married for…” “—three weeks now,” Sam finishes for you.

Click (first time + cozy winter cabin aesthetic) for @daffodil-mania

“I’m just wondering,” Sam winces, knowing his question is stupid, “why are you still a virgin?” You’re about to laugh in his face, but the earnestness in Sam’s voice makes you hesitate. His question is a genuine one. “...That sounds awful, m’ sorry. But, c’mon. You’re smart enough to know how pretty you are. Charmin’ enough to use it, too. I mean, I’d…” He caught himself. “—Anyone, would, uh…” Sam didn’t finish his thought. He changed his grip on the shotgun swinging from his hand, self-conscious, and cleared his throat. Well. That wasn’t obvious at all. No way in hell you were leaving that alone.

Click, p.2 (angsty love confession sex + season five) for @daffodil-mania

He’s really here. The part of you that had worried the argument with Sam would be your last wails with joy. He’s here, alive and in front of you. No matter how awkward you feel you can’t bring yourself to stop staring at him. By the buttery light of your bedside lamp, he literally glows with beauty, and you realize he’d scrubbed his boots off on your welcome mat to not track mud in, and he’d hung up his rain-soaked jacket in your shower to dry. Stupid polite Sam things. You dare to glance back at your kitchen, then swivel to squint at him. “Did you… do my dishes?” Sam lets his hands relax into his lap and nods, shy. He’s looking at you in a way he never really has before, eyes big and soul-rending. “…Yeah. I used the key you gave me to get in… Hope that’s okay.”

Mandy Davis, you punk ass bitch (birthday fluff for the boy!!!)

You wake up early to make sure you're the first person to wish Sam a happy birthday—since he's basically never had one before.

One of These Nights (cheating-but-not actually angst + Impala makeup sex) for @lacilou

“S’ a good night,” Dean tells you, beaming, “we can do another round, right?” “Hell yeah,” you shrug, and raise your empty glass, “Here’s to alcohol poisoning, baby.” “Yeah,” Dean echoes, almost slurring. “Baby."

#uncouthspn #spn #supernatural #sam winchester #dean winchester #sam winchester x reader #dean winchester x reader

[bloodxspatter]

funger 2 music tastes and im half sorry

music taste headcanons for the fungers from termina

Levi – it’s either black metal (mainly sarcofagó/early bathory/mystifier/mgla) or depressive black metal (silencer/sacrimoon/my useless life) i feel like he would find lifelover too „happy” tho like this bitch is picky

Pav – terror ebm/electro industrial i just know it look at his cunty ass i bet he has all  the skinny puppy albums and licks them when he’s horny (also he probably loves :wumpscut: and combichrist idk he’s just fucking gay looking and i love him)

Marina – this bitch is new wave or synth pop and breathes depeche mode (same girl ily) but has been influenced by  samarie so she listens to goth music too (i feel like she would love diva destruction and xmal deutschland and a bit of SATB)

Samarie – THE goth bitch and she absolutely loves the scary bitches, the birthday massacre and bauhaus and this cold night (love her for that)

Henryk – feels like the pop guy but secretly loves some rock???? im not sure he looks fruity but at the same time no: I'd say he secretly enjoys The Cure and Red Hot Chili Peppers

O'saa – honestly seems like the type of guy that would listen to everything but for some reason i can envision him being drawn to punk music/ maybe even darkwave? I really feel like he would listen to alternative stuff a lot

August: WAR METAL/ VIKING METAL/FOLK METAL THIS HOE OH MY GOD. yeah amon amarth, finntroll, beherit and anything you can think of. also death metal. (but no goregrind.) also the viking bathory albums are his fav probably (especially blood on ice) and also Venom, especially the early albums

Marcoh: now this is where im kinda puzzled cuz he looks like the frank sinatra type of guy im really sorry if i disappointed you

Olivia: OLIVIA RODRIGO IM SORRY BUT I CANT IMAGINE HER LISTENING TO ANYTHING ELSE (and its not because of the name no)

Karin: i hate her but love her this bitch is a swiftie and she stinks as hell

Tanaka: honestly? seems like the type of guy with the npc music taste. or it’s just classical music.

Daan: eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerm…. its symphonic metal… :3 nightwish……. or classical music. OR GOTHIC METAL.

Abella: why can i imagine her loving phonk im really sorry i dont know whats wrong with me please forgive me im sorry please no dont sacrifice me but like she would probably listen to ayesha erotica and then tell us all she's a lesbian and then i'd marry her

Caligura: obviously marilyn manson. or maybe even king diamond. this guy stinks kinda and i dont know but i suppose he wouldn’t have THAT bad of a music taste… Also i feel like he would enjoy Venom with August

im sorry if i disappointed u but if you liked it lets make out

(disclaimer: marina's, samarie's, levi's, daan's and pav's music style is based of mine because i feel like it fits them :3)

#fear and hunger termina #levi fear and hunger #pav fear and hunger #marina fear and hunger #daan fear and hunger #abella fear and hunger #marcoh fear and hunger #henryk fear and hunger #o'saa fear and hunger #samarie fear and hunger #caligura #tanaka fear and hunger #olivia fear and hunger #karin fear and hunger #august fear and hunger

[gaywatch]

I need more music to listen, so unleash your reccomendations

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh dear I never get to talk about music enough so pardon me if I explode all over you

(Links are to songs that are both faves and good places for a newcomer to start.)

Taylor Swift - Yeah yeah she's a household name but no kidding, she has 10 albums spanning several genres and I can guarantee you that she has at least some songs that you will permanently add to your rotation. Google around for a good place to start and dive in (...or just ask me because I will gladly help you out).

Taemin - He's been known as 'the Michael Jackson of kpop' for years now, but what's wild is that he started at Michael and has since grown into a dancer and performer all his own. The only kpop artist I fully stan. His singles never. ever. miss.

Delta Rae - Incredible folk/country/Americana band from the state I live in with male and female vocalists. They are criminally underrated because they were liberal country artists before that was even remotely possible. Seen them live twice, met them twice, they are the most genuine people and outstanding artists.

Amanda Palmer - Originated as The Dresden Dolls, a duo that invented the 'punk cabaret' indie subgenre, and has been a solo artist for like 15 years at this point? Intense piano, intense lyrics, intense everything (the linked song is the anthem for girls with daddy issues). Objectively the most personal lyrics I've ever heard. Voice may take a second to adjust to. Not made for mainstream and doesn't want to be. One of the most important artists to me, personally.

Marianas Trench - Pop/punk perfection (but also simply genre chameleons) with a musical mastermind at its core. One of the best vocalists. Most albums end with an opus arrangement of the songs that came before and it's life changing.

Pink - People don't realize how powerful her vocals are and how incredible her lyricism can be. A pop icon. This bitch raised me, forever grateful.

Halsey - If all you know is Without Me and Closer, you haven't heard Halsey. Every album is outstanding but hopeless fountain kingdom doesn't have a single misplaced sound. It's pretty freakish actually.

Chvrches - Sheer and utter synthpop perfection, every single song. The one I linked is one of my favorite songs of all time, period.

MUNA - Queer girls making queer indie pop. Great lyrics, immaculate vibes. Recently opened for Taylor Swift on the Eras Tour, and well deserved.

The Midnight - 80s/90s synth like you can't even believe. Saxophone for days.

Imogen Heap - A genius and pop legend. Her greatest song was sampled in something god awful and got meme-d to death, I don't wanna talk about it. If a pop artist does breathy vocals, 95% chance they're doing it because of Imogen. She sang me happy birthday. Haven't been alive since.

Rina Sawayama - THIS BITCH. Falls under pop but never met a genre she couldn't master. Stayed in the game into her late twenties (which is geriatric by pop standards), when she finally blew up a bit. A variety of sounds, some of them strange, but all of them brilliant in one way or another (even if you don't personally vibe with it).

Troye Sivan - Twink icon whose first two albums were as gay as they were pop brilliance. I don't care much for his newest work, but you might.

Alice Merton - She's the girl with that Roots song from a few years back. Two albums now, both genius. Unique voice, varied sound but with a distinct Florence oomph to it.

Ava Max - UN. DER. RATE. D. Classic, anthemic pop. Vocals for DAYS. Music so infectious you have it on loop for days. So much more than Sweet but Psycho.

Kesha - I prefer recent Kesha to her classic dance pop madness, personally. She grew into an amazing artist who can blend her weird ass dance flavor with her more mature sounds in a way that doesn't really seem possible.

Bishop Briggs - Nobody has a voice like this. A sort pop/alternative vibe that can be anthemic as easily as it can be dark.

The Chicks - Icons for a reason. Their most recent album, written by the main lyricist after leaving her husband of 20 years for cheating on her left right and sideways, is one of the best break up albums of all time. Period.

The Civil Wars - They only lasted long enough to make two albums, but both are flawless. Nobody will ever harmonize quite like them. Folk/country in the most *beautiful* way possible.

Evanescence - 2000s rock with with a stunning female writer and vocalist whose melodies are simply beyond compare when we're talking about their stuff from 2003-2006. Goth, dramatic, hard hitting, cathartic.

Freya Ridings - Adele but make it a touch more contemporary. Gorgeous deep voice, lots of ballads but her up tempo stuff is just as good.

Billie Eilish - If you haven't heard her first album yet or her early EPs, you need to. Nobody that young should have that much of a grasp of music and her place in it.

Foxes - Underrated pop queen! I have yet to hear a bad song from her, but her latest album is quintessential synthpop mastery.

Jukebox the Ghost - Piano pop/rock. It's actually too much fun to listen to them, tbh.

Kelly Clarkson - Listen, her latest album follows directly after The Chicks' on the string of ultimate divorce albums we've gotten from pop icons lately. I've loved Kelly forever, but in bits and pieces. Her latest album is her strongest project to date, easily.

Labrinth - I do not comprehend what this genius does with music. Electronic, experimental, metaphorical, personal, just something else. Did the music for Euphoria, but his first solo album was an experience and a half.

Lorde - Everybody tells you to listen to Melodrama because you should.

Maisie Peters - Everybody calls everybody else 'the next Taylor Swift,' and they're wrong. It's this girl.

Marina and the Diamonds - SUCH a unique voice, lyrics that are way too smart for mainstream pop.

Patrick Wolfe - A deep-voiced violinist who released a pop album in 2011 that I still listen to because I'm a sucker for pop laced with classical instruments and it's just that good.

Owen Pallett - A higher-toned violinist with more of an indie approach, coming up with concepts and melodies that would go well with an A24 film.

Emilie Autumn - Violin-fueled industrial/pop/metal, often with Victorian leanings. Visceral lyrics on mental illness, depression, bipolar, suicidal ideation, sexual assault, sometimes with a satirical bent or through a historical lens. Voice might take a second to get used to, it's unique and she does unique things with it (including "ugly" sounds on purpose) but once it clicks it clicks hard. Opheliac and Fight Like A Girl are good starting places.

The Veronicas - Underrated (yet oddly influential?) pop icon twins from the early 2000s to now. Killer voices, KILLER pop.

#GW Asks #Music Recs #...for starters lol

[maxine-drusilla-wayne]

“Banshee but silent”

Dark!cassandra Cain x deaf!fem!reader!

Requested:no.

Series:yes!

Warnings:obsession,kidnapping,gaslighting,death,non-con,self harm!(all to come later in the series)

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When you first came to the batfamily you were 17 and a lil shy…well at first.

After about a year ,you started getting pretty bold. One time you accidentally cussed at Bruce after an argument,under your breath thinking….well forgetting that he’s hearing.

“Ha. Ha. Ha.”You laughed and smiled sarcastically moving from side to side a little. He already suspected you were about to get disrespectful but didn’t say anything.

“Punk ass bitch.” You signed a lil to yourself,starting to turn and walk away,rolling your eyes.

“WHAT WAS THAT Y/N?!” While you wanted to turn around bc you knew it probably be worst if you didn’t look him in the eyes you stood there froze ,scared.

While your were deaf,Bruce was taking you to treatments and helping you hear. While the yell was faint ,you still heard it. You couldn’t hear regular talking but when it came to LOUD ASS YELLING ,like what Bruce just did and with extremely loud music,you could kind of hear it.

And right now you both were in front of EVERYONE! Even Kate and duke! They were shocked! Jason was trying not to laugh,Damian just “tt’d” and rolled his eyes,Kate even tho she would help you she felt bad for smiling and looking down with wide eyes because she was recording a minute before you a Bruce even started arguing and knew she would replay this footage.

Duke ,even tho scaredly surprised,wanted to laugh,babs was had a smile of worry and amusement,Stephanie was laughed for 3 seconds then stopped immediately,knowing she would get in trouble.

Dick looked uncomfortable with the energy y’all had created in the studio today,tim had drank hot coffee so he wouldn’t laugh.

….and Cassandra was the most surprised that you even dared use sign language to call Bruce of all people a “fucking punk ass bitch.” But honestly was kinda proud and turned on by your boldness.

And was honestly surprised Stephanie’s laugh didn’t activate Jason’s or anyone else’s.

And king Alfred just snickered.

But you had knew you had fucked up. Like 100% ,you knew it.

“Y/N….what the hell did you just say AND sign?” Bruce asked,griping your shoulder slightly hard to turn you around.

“I-I-I-I said ‘ugh why me?’” You stuttered and signed since you didn’t speak that loud.

“Y/N IM GONN-“ he exclaimed but king Alfred cut him off!

“MASter Bruce I think you need to calm down. Y/n you are excused.” He said with a smile and you were happy inside.

You mouthed a ‘thank you’ and walked to your room. But of course you had to dance up the stairs.

But that night was just the start of Cassandra’s obsession.

- time skip to your 18th birthday-

“Awwww guys thank you!” You were so happy! And now Everyone was an official adult well except for Damian of course but he was close!

“Of course y/n!” Your best friend and mentor Cassandra Cain beamed with joy! Cassandra was 20 but you thought of her as a parent figure or she least a big sister!

“Time to cut the cake!” Duke announced happily at his two favorite sisters besides Barbara and even Stephanie.

After the cake was cut and after the party you all did some fun things and went on about your Day before going to the bowling alley that night.

Dick and babs went to get some cameras for paper pictures and not just ones on your phones.

But you didn’t need any of it bc they already gave you hearing aids made by lex Luther so now you could hear! Fully! Now you could hear everyones beautiful voices! And your own!

You liked how deep Cassandra’s was! You even told her it while you were getting in the pool. She couldn’t help but blush!

She walked back inside to talk to Kate for a little bit then came back out ten minutes later. Following kate with some cherry lemonade. Of course three glasses to be exact.

CP~

As i saw y/n out in her bikini I took a sip of my lemonade.

“Yo? You good cass?” I heard Kate speak next to me. “Yup.” I said short,and sweet as I put my glass down. “Are you sure? Are you sure because for last couple of minutes you look like you just saw a goddess!” Kate whisper yelled as y/n started to dry off.

That’s because she is!

“Man I’m fucked up in the head and she bout make me bring my crazy out.” I mumbled hoping she wouldn’t hear.

“Wait what’d you say?” Whispered i shushed her. “Wait who?!” She whisper yelled as y/n was walking over.

“Hi guys!” Y/n said with the prettiest smile ever! “Hey y/n!” We At the same time as she fully reached us.

“Can I have a glass of lemonade.” She asked sounding bubbly. So cute. “Of course y/n that’s why I brought it out!” Kate said a little too happy.

“Well thanks! Have a nice day ladies!” She said walking back to the pool with a glass,sitting on one of the tanning chairs.

“Ok so are you gonna tell me?” Kate asked while I just sighed. “Y/n. Of course.” I responded.

“Oh! Damn well are you gonna tell her you like.” She asked. Tf I look like telling that shit already? Fuck outta here! “Hell no!” I whisper yelled in response.

“Ugh well you’re gonna have to tell eventually Cassie.” She said but who said I was gonna have to tell you? “I don’t and I’m not.” I didn’t have time for the bullshit.

“Oookkkk crazy Carrie! Ima go get ready because in a couple of hours we’re going to the bowling alley.” She said while getting up and getting her glass of lemonade.

“Bye kathy.” I said giving her a stupid nickname since she gave me one that referenced a horror movie. “Oh shut the fuck up.” She said flipping me off.

I just did the same then went back inside so I wouldn’t do something to y/n that I might regret.

-

Hours passed and I couldn’t wait to get this over with since you were already tired out and had a nice time.

“Hey y/n can I ask you a question?” Kate asked walking over to you as you were sat at the booth in front of the allies.

“Sure Kat.” You said with sheepish smile. I was so jealous at the nickname. “How does my voice sound?” She asked. “That was a trick question right?” You asked bluntly. “No! How does it sound to you?” She asked, making her question more clear.

“A little deep but with a slick and calm tone to it.” You answered with a sweet smile. Ugh she needs to get away from you now!

“Thanks!” She said happily. “Of course. You’re welcomeeee.” You said goofily. God you were so cute!

Just then Kate thankfully finally ran off and went to go throw her bowling ball. She missed all the pins. Haha.

I stopped playing and went to sit on the other side of the booth. Facing you.

“Hello y/n.” I greeted with a low voice. You bit your lip. It was so sexy. “Hello Cassandra.” You said looking down at your food while smiling.

“You ok?” I asked generally concerned. “Yeah…just a lil tired.” You answered,yawning immediately after. “Want me to take you home?” I asked. But I wasn’t taking you home. Not for a while.

“Really?” You asked with a little excitement in your tone as you started smiling. God I could just fu- “of course!” I said smiling,not even continuing my thoughts. “Sure!” You said very happy.

“Ok let’s go.” I said then got up and announced to everyone how I was taking you home. They all hugged you and said their love yous and byes.

I made you put your coat on and we walked outside.

I unlocked the doors and and opens the door on your side for you.

“Thank youuu.” You said to me and I just nodded and got in myself. You immediately fell asleep. I tied up your hands just in case.

I drove you to my safe house and oh honey.

I know.

This is just the beginning

#cassandra wayne #cassandra cain #batfamily #batfam x batsis #black bat #dc x reader #bruce wayne x fem!reader #batfam x reader

[swag-book-queen]

Bitch wtf do you mean by the roller rink scene happened on Will's birthday??.....

No one wished him??.... Like not even a happy birthday.... 🥺( im sure joyce, el and Johnathan did.Atleast that's what I'd like to imagine)

Mike you punk ass bitch you were supposed to be his best friend ik you're in denial about your feelings for will. But this is right on cruel.... He's supposed to be your best friend... Do you know how much it hurts to be forgotten by your own best friend (don't mind me projecting my hurt from my own experience of being forgotten)

It's a astonishing take on Will's tolerance that he hasn't had a carrie moment yet with all this bullshit

#byler #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #stranger things 4 #will byers #manifesting will has powers #will and el #will has powers #mike wheeler

[ncteez]

ok. the last ask got eaten and i THINK it might be bc i included a link on anon so fuck tumblr. I’ll send u the link and u can add it if u feel like it. (its rhythm ta hwa)

OK SO! PUNK HWA! he is! so intimidating and scary looking, especially him being quieter and calmer in public with his resting bitch face. but he’s such a nerd who loves lego and gundam and girl groups (i’m imagining punk hwa doing chungha covers loml) and he just looks so mean especially when he’s out with the any of the boys (especially joong) but he’s just a sweetheart

OK just a lil nsfw BUT! punk!hwa being such a pussy drunk loser! just such a fucking simp for his s/o. you’d be at a bar and he wouldn’t let you get one drink for yourself. or if someone is trying to flirt w his s/o he’d go fucking halateez!hwa on their ass just Glowering at them. he’d lowkey love when people assume he is the more dominant one in the relationship bc he loves letting it slip that he gets put in his place. especially if he’s getting flirted with and his s/o comes up and gets a lil dom and shows off so the mf flirting w him gets embarrassed and leaves. The WAY he would love getting punished at home for it too. take care of him! punish him! he doesn’t care he just wants you!!! happy to take anything you give him! and the fucking smudged lipstick too. (him eating you out and getting his lipstick all smudged ahg)

(also have Thoughts about hongjoong makeup but thats another ask)

-sycophant anon

over two months ago u sent this, and i finally found it bc it's ur birthday and i love u , my fave mortal enemy.

Firstly, i imagine punk!hwa being all menacing with his narrowed eyes and slack jaw like he is on stage all the time. walking with perfect posture, looking cocky, confident, and SUPER fucking intimidating.

Messy hair, piercings, chipped off nail polish, the whole shebang with punk hwa. then, in public, on lookers will see him in the club, or at a dingy show for local bands that are growing popular and see you next to him.

Maybe ur a lil punk bitch too, but i like the idea of shocking people with his choice of s/o. Like they would go as far as walking up to him when he's off getting you another drink, because he will be damned if anyone else does, better yet if you have to get your own drink. and they'll get real close to him at the bar like

"You don't seem to be enjoying yourself with the person you came with, why don't you come hang out with me and my friends?"

and he'd just fucking ignore them. they'd keep talking though.

"Come on, we won't tell them if you're bored. Let's have some fun!"

and THEN he'd be as fucking menacing as possible as he turns to look at them, eyeing them up and down before blatantly walking away (bc ignoring someone hurts more than 1000 slaps in the face.)

that group of people would keep their eye on him tho, noticing how you're not the one clinging to him. he clings to you. Such a big, broad, intimidating man looks to be nearly buckling to his knees when you whisper something to him against his messy hair.

and good lord when they see him perform with his own local band, seeing him after the show getting into his car with you. Kissing you right there, steaming up the window for whatever onlookers are still wandering around bc he can't fucking help it. like he needs you to love on him right then and there or he will simply fucking die.

anyway,

punk hwa at home is still punk hwa, just a softer version. You're right in saying he would take anything from you. Love, passion, anger. punishment. edging. sexual torture.

you know him better than he knows himself, and trusts that you'll always probably love him better than he loves himself too.

#[mail] #sycophant anon #HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE

[yamigooops]

Happy birthday to my precious little boom boom boy while it’s still his birthday. My obsession sprouted when I watched the show, but it bloomed when I read “Our Enigma” by GnarlyPunkAssBitch on AO3 about a year ago. Since then I’ve been whipped for this punk ass bitch and it hasn’t stopped.

I’m going to be posting another fic in a few days that I’m in love with so look forward to that!

I’m the meantime though? Happy birthday Bakubro. We all love you 💕🥰

[hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong]

Codex Familia: spoiled birthday

September 24th was the day when Eduardo and Maria Hernandez were born. And as children of the lively and exciting goddess Quetzalcoatl, of course the celebration would be something to remember!

"You ready Mijitos?! Your aunt is here with the jet!" Quetz yelled out to her kids, so they can start the day's celebrations! "We have to go early so we can do everything you asked for!"

The twins were then seen running down the stairs, looking ready to go. "We're here! We're ready!" Ed said as they stopped in front of their mother.

"AYE! You two look so adorable! Oh how I missed seeing you two!" Said a new voice. It was the twins' Tia Nota! She was dressed in such fancy clothing, you'd think she was visiting royalty, tho in her eyes this day is far more important then visiting any royal. "Are you two ready for your trip?!" She asked them, enthusiastically.

Both the twins' responded to their tia with an excited "SI!" Before actually both hugging her.

"Aaawww! How I missed your hugs!" Nota said, so happy to be hugged.

"Prima, you act like you didn't see them just last week." Rex said, as he came inside the house.

"It's not my fault I cherish seeing them so much!" She said in response to her cousin.

"Ok, ok! We're wasting time! We need to go!" Quetz said so they could start moving.

"Right!" Nota said after letting go of the kids. "We ought to get going!"

The family left out of the house to see Nota's own private jet not far off. "Was this really necessary?" Rex asked her.

"Well birthdays only happen once a year!" Nota responded.

Rex then responded with "But you bring that out for their birthday, my birthday, your birthday, mi amor's bi-"

"Ok you made your point! Now let's go!" Nota said back to him.

The family sat in the jet, in what felt better than even first class flying. "Hope you don't mind it just being me! Mi amor and mis bebes have to be elsewhere! But they send love and gifts!" Nota told the family as they sat down.

"That's fine! This is already so nice! Gracias Tia!" Ed responded to Nota.

"Would rather not deal with his annoying ass" Mari said under her breath.

"What was that, mijita?" Nota asked.

"OH! Nothing! Nothing at all!" Mari answered.

The jet speeded through the skies before reaching their destination: Cancun. The previous year, they decided to visit Mexico city, this time Cancun was their pick.

Once they reached their destination, their first objective was an aquarium in the area!

"They sure put a lot of attention on the dolphins" Nota noted.

"People are still ignorant to their crimes." Mari responded.

"Aw look at the penguins!" Ed pointed out

"Aw, so cute!" Quetz exclaimed when she saw!

"Oh hey! They let you go into some of the tanks with a diving helmet!" Rex pointed out.

Excitedly, Ed ran to do just that! Before long, he was in his swim trunks with a diving helmet on in the tank with fish and rays!

Nota and Quetz snapped many photos of him with the fish swimming around. "Aw you look so happy, Mijo!" Quetz exclaimed!

"The fish seem to really like him too." Mari says, as the fish seem to school around him.

After the aquarium, they then headed towards the underground springs known as the Cenotes.

As they went down deep into the caverns, near the water they talked a bit about the Cenotes.

"These were used for ritual sacrifice, y'know!" Quetz explained to everyone. "Many skeletons have been found in the waters of these! Tho this one is clear of any thankfully"

"I heard this is because the Maya believed these were entrances to Xibalba!" Nota added.

Suddenly a long and sharp grin grew across Mari's face.

Ed noticed this and immediately knew what she was planning. "No! Don't you dar-"

"Hey there Demons! It's me! Ya girl!" She suddenly yelled out.

"Mija, I don't think you should do that." Rex tried to tell her.

"HEY GHOULS! WHY DONTCHA COME OUT ALREADY!" She taunted.

"Mija! That's not necessary!" Quetz said.

"MICTLANTECUHTLI, YOU PUNK BITCH! COME ON OUT!" Mari yelled next.

"I don't think there's any stopping her now." Nota said.

"If you don't come out! This will be my cave!" Mari yelled.

The rest of the family resigned to just letting her continue as they continued towards the water at the bottom.

"Convenient that it's just us in this particular Cenote" Rex remarked.

Eventually they reached the water, and went in for a dip. "Oh the water is really nice!" Mari remarked.

"Feels fitting she of all people would enjoy water that might lead to Xibalba" Ed said.

Eventually after the Cenote, the family went to a shopping center, Nota having the intent to buy many many many gifts for the twins!

"Just ask for whatever Mijitos! I'll buy it for you!" She said with a big smile on her face.

The twins went to many a store with their aunt, getting so many souvenirs and gifts. Nothing was too expensive for her to buy for them.

At some point Ed noticed a ball, the same kind used for the game pok-A-tok. He walked up to it and realized how nice it'd be to give it to Valentina.

Then behind him, Nota was there. "Wanna get it for your lil girlfriend?" She asked him. "That's very sweet of you!"

Ed blushed a bit, before answering. "Y-yes! I'm hoping she'd like a new ball."

"Oh I'm sure she would! So let's pick it up for her!" Nota replied to him.

Eventually the trip was over with, and it was time to head back home! Once they had reached home, a small party was set up in the yard! With food, music, some visitors and the birthday cake!

"Ah hell yeah! Bigass cake!" Mari yelled.

The two sat at the table, eating some cake slices. Eventually Ed got a text from his girlfriend. It read: "sorry I couldn't make it to the party. I'll give you your gift next time we see each other!"

Ed still smiled as he looked at it, before suddenly his eyes were covered by two hands. "Guess who" came from the owner of said hands.

"Amor?!" Ed said when he recognized Valentina's voice!

She then removed her hands before turning him completely around. "You got it! It was me!" Valentina said.

"You made it!" Ed exclaimed!

"Of course I'm gonna make it to my love's birthday! And happy birthday to you too Maria!" She then said towards Mari, who was still eating cake.

Ed hugged and kissed Valentina immediately after that. He was happy to see her there!

The small party was a blast! Plenty of great food was eaten, gifts were given and the twins were very happy!

"Probably one of the best birthdays!" Mari said as she laid down.

"I'm happy you enjoyed it so much, mija!" Quetz said.

"Now we just need to see how to match it next year" said Rex.

"I'll think of something!" Nota added

"Well we'll be looking forward to it!" Ed finished.

Bam! Birthday fic completed! Hope you guys enjoyed it! Had a struggle thinking it up, but eventually managed something I really like!

Tags!

@hasbbdoneanythingwrong @hasspartacusdoneanythingwrong @haskamadoneanythingwrong @haskiaradoneanythingwrong @akampana @littleminxthings @chaldeamage-neo @exmeowstic @violette-dreams

#fate grand order #quetzalcoatl #wife #mastersona #rex #rexcoatl #maria #nota #eduardo #codex familia

[octaviuslave]

Chapter 1 Mermaid!Octavius x Reader

The rest of the story can be found on my Wattpad account Engraved in the stars. @Strawberrypockey. It would mean a lot if people read my stuff, I usually do this for my enjoyment, but it’d make me feel better knowing others like me, approve of my stuff. Some feedback wouldn’t hurt either. Okay i’ll shut up, read now :/

"Hey fish face! Want some more sardines? Haha!" My face continued to be stuffed with slimy sardines as the giant hands from the crispy henchman held me against the filthy brick wall in the dark ally. I tried to scream as tears rolled down my scarred face but I was just met with more fish slime "Aww, what's wrong? Trout got your tongue? Hahaha!" Dirk dropped the tin can as he heard the cop siren around the corner "Shit! the pigs! Hurry lets go!".

As they held me up a few inches in the air, I was quickly dropped on my ass and almost immediately started coughing up the putrid fish "Y/n? again? How much trouble are you gonna get in?" I look up to see my uncle in his ridiculous sheriff uniform and his neatly groomed porn star mustache.

"Trouble? Really? I Just had fish shoved down my throat! And your gonna say it was my fault!?" he helped me up and dusted me off "You know that's not what I meant. You really gotta step up to them, I know you can kick some ass but why do you refuse?" I push past him and open the passenger cop door "Because I refuse to be like your brother!" and slammed the door behind me.

When he gets in he locks the door and looks at me "I mean it Y/n. You need to start whooping their asses. They're not gonna leave you alone until you do, no matter how much you think they deserve mercy, assholes will always be assholes" I take a sip of his pop "but that doesn't mean they deserve to be hurt! They could have something going on at home, so they take it out on others. It's not their fault".

As we grew closer to the light house he continues "you do realize Dirk has a perfect life right? His dad is the governor of our town and his mother owns every makeup store and business on the south side. He's a spoiled little punk ass, they don't even abuse him. He's living a life of fucking luxury!" The car came to a stop, but the doors still didn't unlock "I mean it Y/n".

He gently grabs my arm and looks at me "please be nice to your dad, he tries hard to make you happy, even though we aren't the richest, we make enough to get through" I feel the cold September air rush through me as I deeply sigh "I know. I just wish he understood why I don't want to be a stupid fucking fisherman".

He slaps my arm lightly "Hey, I was a fisherman at some point. Look at me now! Sheriff of this little town we call home" "Yeah, and because it's a small town there's literally no crime" "Hey! This was a big dream of mine and your crapping on my birthday party? I don't think so little girl!" we laugh and as I try to leave once more he stops me "before you go girl. Here" He reaches in the dash compartment and pulls out a blue box "it was your moms. She told me to hold it for you, for the right time, before she went to the clouds".

My breath hitched and it felt like time stopped "but I thought everything was burned in the fire?" I opened the box to find a sparkling white pearl necklace "It was found in the safe with a letter saying she wanted you to have it" I felt tears roll in but I stopped them "Thank you Uncle Jay. This means a lot to me" He smile was genuine, but as I clipped it on, everything seemed to change, my breathing seemed cleaner, and I felt like I could see better?

I got out and walked towards the lighthouse where my dads boat sat "Y/n! Where the hell have you been! The high tide is getting low, and we won't be able to find any fish!" I ignore his angry banter and step on to the boat "I got caught up with Morgan at the tackle shop, sorry, lets go" He tries to start up the motor but keeps failing "I filled the bitch up with gas, c'mon!" I push him to the side and try to start it up.

"C'mon baby, start up for me. One more time baby, I believe in you. You can do this." And like magic, she purred to life on the first yank. My dad slaps my back "Alright boat whisperer, HA!" I huffed and sat back down "You need new blades, they're rusted and the engine is covered in barnacle" the matured man grumbled as he steered us away from shore, "You know we don't have the money, I wish we did, man I would make Sally here as good as gold if we did".

I watched our small town fade into the fog as our dog Bucky whimpered at the edge of the deck, staring at us. Like he knew something was wrong. Or. Something wrong was gonna happen. God I hope this wasn't a mistake.

#mermaid #Octopus #Xreader #otto octavius #octaviusxreader #otto x reader #otto octavius x reader #mer!otto #mermaid!au #mermaid otto #mermaid octopus #mermaid octavius #wattpad

[chezzywezzy]

Awwww I liked that chapter, its nice seeing the reader get some actual legitimate happiness with Michael and the bois™️ AND absolute god of this earth Ms Emerson.

I cant lie my main theorizing today has come from what the rest of the cave actually looks like? We only see really the main part, where star sleeps and where they sleep in the film. Like, it was a huge ass hotel, what does it look like? I'm intrigued. Is most of it literally crumbled away, are there still rooms in disrepair but habitable?

Also how long have they been around. I always assumed they were turned not long before the film, a few years, but I'm becoming more convinced that someone like paul was turned in maybe the late 60s/early 70s. I can see him being involved in the punk movement, you know the sex pistols anarchy in the uk shit?

I'm super excited for the finale, this series is like an early birthday present and I've loved being able to chat with you as well about ideas and english slang and how we refer to what will always now be the bois™️. I look forward to seeing what's next :)

Thank you! And yes, I've theorized, too. There's a lot of open space so it's easy to assume there's many dark corridors. Maybe the rest of the hotel isn't as decrepit, but the bois™️ probably prefer it that way since they like the dark. It can also be seen that they're in some not-hotel-like hallway when they sleep, hanging from a metal pipe. I assume they might've taken creative liberties to make it dank and dusty.

For how long they've been around, I think they all changed at around the same time-ish, excluding David. David seems the most versatile and since he's the leader, probably turned all of them unless if they actually are the biological sons of Max (unlikely, he gets no bitches). I agree that it hasn't been centuries, but it's definitely been a few decades.

And early happy birthday, babe! I hope you like Eddie Munson too, since he's next. I've really enjoyed your theories and chats since you've changed some of the plot for the better in my opinion.

[uncouth-the-fifth]

Mandy Davis, you punk ass bitch - Sam Winchester/Reader (for #samweek2023)

read it on ao3. masterlist.

Pairing: Sam Winchester/Reader. Tags/Warnings: just fluff! Word Count: 2k Notes: for @ghostsam and @suncaptor's Sam Winchester Appreciation Week :) happy birthday baby boy!!! ily ily ily <;3 Ask to be added to my taglists for future posts!

The alarm clock in Bobby’s guest bedroom was a little busted, so you weren’t crazy confident that it could get you up at midnight like you wanted. True to form, you were hauled ass-first out of sleep a little after two in the morning, and staggered out of bed bleary-eyed and cursing. 

What kind of sick freaks tortured themselves like this? Very, very dedicated girlfriends. Just like you’d predicted, the other side of the bed hadn’t been touched. Sam was probably still downstairs, straining his neck over a book and adding to his exhaustive research notes. Totally clueless. You groped around the floor for the spare pajama pants you’d stolen from him ages ago and hopped into them as quietly as you could. The house was serene but not quiet, filled with the natural creaks and sighs of the old wood and the flutter of the loose siding in the breeze. You knew it would be impossible to stay silent on the stupid ancient stairway, but you were determined not to wake Dean. There was no way you were letting him beat you to this like he had last year. Pouring all of your hunter chops into the task, you snuck down the stairs like a goddamn ghost, and made sure to throw Dean’s door two gloating middle fingers in the dark. Eat that, Winchester.

Every inch of the first floor was covered by safe blue darkness, except for a teeny circle of buttery lamplight that you followed to the kitchen. Before you turned the corner, you made bets with yourself about how Sam would be sitting: hunched completely over the kitchen table, that’s for sure, probably rubbing at his aching neck and glaring at what he was reading.

When you were close enough to see, you let your footsteps be heard so as not to scare him. Man, you were good. The same angle you’d pictured and everything.

Sam pried his face away from his research and squinted at his watch, then at you, sheepish. “Oh, hey… sorry. I promised that I’d be up hours ago.”

You knew he was already finding ten ways to beat himself up over it, so you drew yourself towards him with an understanding smile. “No sweat,” you waved it off, “I’m glad you’re still up. It means I get to do this.”

The first chance you got, you pounced on him, sliding up behind his chair and squeezing your arms around his shoulders. Sam made a pleased little sound that quickly became embarrassed—you scooped up his face and started smushing noisy kisses everywhere you could reach. Sam pretended to squirm and groan for your benefit, but he was a lousy actor. Just a few kisses melted him like butter. 

As he relaxed, so did you. Sam wrapped a loose hand around your wrist, and you gave him one more deep kiss on the cheek. “Happy birthday, Sammy.”

“So that’s where this is coming from,” Sam realized. He started scrubbing sleepily at his eyes, sighing and laughing without humor, “God, I didn’t even know it was May.”

You hid your evil smile in Sam’s hair. “So… I take it I beat your brother to saying it first?”

“You did,” Sam confirmed. Just by hearing his voice you knew he had on that small, dopey smile that he reserved only for you.

“Fuck yeah,” You hiss in victory. You put on a whole show to get a laugh out of him, pumping your fist and salsaing in a happy circle.

A few tired chuckles seep out of your boyfriend. He sounds beyond exhausted, and you’ve got it so bad for him that just that makes your heart throb with sympathy. Feeling stupid and in love and obsessed with him, you fall down into the closest empty seat and take Sam’s hand, wishing more than anything that the whole world would throw him a party. He deserved so much more than what this shitty world ever gave him. Even the small gift you’d managed to pull together for him didn’t feel like enough.

“I have two gifts for the birthday boy,” you tell him, holding up two important fingers. “Do you want to open them both right now?”

Sam has had a sum total of two good birthdays in his entire life, so he props a hand on his thigh and shrugs. He’s never been very eager to make a thing out of May 2nd. “Whatever you wanna do.”

You make a sound like an incorrect gameshow buzzer. “Wrong! Birthday boy makes the decisions today.”

There it is. Sam cracks an even bigger, shier smile, sinking into his seat a little bit. “Okay, okay,” he relents, “...Can I open them now?”

“Of course you can,” you flirt, and start to feel around under the table. It is your greatest joy in life to mess with Sam, and for a moment you’re flooded with that joy when you find the gift with your hand, pull it loose from where you taped it, and slap it onto the table.

Sam’s face blooms with amused disbelief. He’s been grinding away at these books for hours, and of course, his birthday gift was right under his nose this entire time. “You masterminded all of this, didn’t you?” He guesses, smile growing, “Is the second one under my chair? Behind my ear or something?”

“Close,” you admit, and gesture him in. Dutiful as ever, Sam listens, only to be pulled into a deep, loving kiss. “She’s right here,” you murmur.

It’s a really dorky gift to give him, but more than anything you want this day to be special for him. Underneath all the teasing attitude you’re throwing around, you’re overwhelmed with the urge to do something for him, to make up for the myriad of shitty birthdays he’s survived, and the strength of it could pulverize every monster in the whole damn state. A content hum drains out of him. You kiss him like you could squeeze the fear out of him with your hands, curling your fingers through the tufts of hair at his neck and stroking his scalp.

When you draw back, Sam’s face is bright red. He gives you this bashful look like he’s never in a million years been kissed like that, and instead of getting smug, you just feel plain happy. “I love it,” Sam confesses, “That’s the best birthday gift I’ve ever been given.”

You’re sure that’s not a tough race to beat, but hey, it’s nice to hear. Sam gives your hand a sweet squeeze before scooping your actual, physical gift off the kitchen table. The gift-wrapping resources at Bobby’s house were pretty lacking, so you got creative with some paper bags, twine, and markers, wrapping your gift in the paper and then drawing stars all over it. Sam stares at it for so long that you consider making fun of him, but even the stupid impromptu wrapping paper you came up with is something he’s never had before. You’d kind of hoped that he’d just tear into it, but Sam takes the time to carefully untie your twine knot to keep the paper intact, his long fingers moving delicately along the string.

Packed inside the paper is a set of envelopes. They have teen-you written all over them, from the color of the envelopes, the glitter pen your decorated them with, and the old stickers all over the sides. Some are creased and folded awkwardly, others have smeared pen and peeling stickers. Every single one has Sam’s name written on one side.

“This is your handwriting,” he notices, curious. “...What are these?”

“These,” you enunciate, trying to contain your excitement for his reaction, “are all the love letters I wrote for you in high school.”

Pure delight slowly transforms Sam’s face. His jaw drops, and the second he realizes the absolute treasure trove of glorious teenage embarrassment he’s holding, he slaps the letters protectively to his chest. “No—way,” he gapes, eyes sparkling. “No. There’s no way. There’s no way in hell you’d ever just give me such quality blackmail material like this.”

But you did, because for whatever reason you’re totally into this loser. Those letters are full of the cringiest, sappiest writing one can possibly imagine, back when you’d convinced yourself you were a poetry-writing god and were utterly obsessed with Sam. (Well. Some things never change, but). The two of you hadn’t started dating until much later, so you figured he’d love to see just how long he’s been driving you insane. And, yeah. Blackmail material. If anyone else but Sam ever read these, the galactic weight of your embarrassment would instantly blink you out of existence.

“That’s how much I love you,” you tell him, shrugging. That simple.

The biggest, dorkiest grin takes up his whole face, and you force yourself to relax, happy to know you’ve at least given him this one thing. Without hesitation, he fishes the first letter out of the pile and carefully peels it open. The actual letter is on plain notebook paper, and, to Sam’s utter delight, is also penned in glitter. 

He clears his throat and reads the heading. “Ooh. March 6th, 1998.” His smirk is a little too evil for your liking, “We would’ve been in… tenth grade?”

You shove your face in your hands and groan.

“Dear Sam,” he says, in a high, girly voice. You smack him on the shoulder for the shitty impression of you, which just makes the laughter splitting his sides even louder. “Today, I saw Mandy talking to you by your locker—”

“Oh god.”

“She doesn’t even try to hide her stupid crush on you,” Sam reads, biting back giggles. “At least I’m subtle about it.”

Not true. You were not at all subtle about it. God, this is torture… But it’s been a long time since you’ve heard Sam sound this happy.

“I swear, Sammy, I wanted to punch her lights out so bad. She doesn’t even know you, or your family, or what we’re all really like.” Sam throws you a mean little smile at this next part, “Nobody knows you like I do.”

He loves to fuck with you just as much as you love to fuck with him, so, of course, this sends Sam into a full-body fit. He’s bent over the table wheezing for breath just a couple minutes later. You try to hold on to your shame, you really do, but he’s just too damn cute. Sam never laughs like this anymore.

You stuff your blazing hot face into his shoulder, pouting. “Are you happy, now that you’ve humiliated me?”

Sam slouches back in his chair, his whole face bright with humor. He’s so happy that he pulls you out of your chair and loops you into his lap, where you can feel every bit of his bassy laughter seeping through your back. A big, long arm seals around your waist and keeps you close to him, and while you’re distracted by his warmth and hands and cologne, he’s trapped you.

“I am,” Sam confesses, and it’s even more embarrassing how your whole body floods with butterflies. “Think you could keep reading these to me? I wanna hear them in your voice.”

Pfft. Okay. Whatever. With his stupid cute face. “Sam…” I warn.

“Authenticity! And hey,” he budges you, “I thought the birthday boy makes the decisions today?”

You make a face, just to remind him who he’s testing here. But he’s giving you the same pretty, boyish smile you wrote about in these letters a hundred times, the tension in his body gone, and the whole world is quiet just for the two of you. And yeah, it is his fucking birthday.

Sighing, you find the spot where Sam left off. He thanks you with some kisses to your shoulder that make you consider writing poetry about him all over again, and the two of you snuggle close.

“Sleep with both eyes open, Mandy Davis, you punk ass bitch. I know where you live!”

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taglist: @samssluttybangs @cookiemumster1 @lacilou @cevans-winchester @leigh70 @seraphimluxe @emily-roberts @emme-looou @aloneatpeace @williamstop @ornella0910 @chaoticshepardplaid @dakota-dream @lcvecstiel @goghkiss @spnexploration @stoneyggirl2 @urm0mmmbbg @mulattomoon

#samweek2023 #sam winchester appreciation week #sam winchester week #sam winchester #uncouthspn #user uncouth #spn #supernatural #sam winchester x you #sam winchester x reader

[fr3akinthecorner]

hey its chinese choo choo train our sushi zushi employee the one in the back taking the last order wants to know if you want some fried sushi? her name is emily hello emily i would really love some fried sushi but im kind of on a huge diet right now and it would take out of so much of my time to down there but thank u! is she free to talk? whats her name? her name at sushi zushi is emily ratchet since shes the last oder taker hahaha emily ratchet?? im fucking crying tears of joy my man that is so fucking funny! well chinese choo choo train what do i have to do to talk to emily ratchet? youre a smart cookie is a request line! you are not the only one in line but she chose u so tell her something interesting about yourself and she will try to sing it out loud at work while shes taking orders im a hilary duff hilarious woman wow what about that!! you both love hilary duff?? she would love to talk to u but she doesnt know much about hilary duff so shes gonna pass please ask her if we can keep singing ok chinese choo choo train? im in a hot bag trained for the ready hahaha thats cute ok? so emily ratchet is busy but im not im going to a bar in tokyo and going to get wasted even though its the middle of the day i fucking love ruining mens bookshelves too like knocking them over while theyre in the bathroom and leaving before i get my ass beat... hahaha hey emil ratchet wait chinese choo choo train did she get my order? right now its going to richard! oh right the mexican kid because i paid him! he better pay me back lol i love sushi and beer and all these men are gonna buy me drinks emily ratchet and i are having a wonderful conversation because i understand her i get her we'll be there soon punk and tired hahaha omg im getting so fucking lit this is fucking crazy and its her asian birthday? im so fucking happy for emily ratchet chinese choo choo train what now? well you could tell us why drinking with men makes you happy? because i dont have to pay bitch! i never ever pay and it makes them so mad but im the life of the party so nobody can say a god damn thing to me and right now im drinking this beer with my food for free too talking to chinese choo choo train what now? would you like font chats? what the fuck is that? its font chats for phone sex ok! i like phone sex baby! send like 20 im a free woman hey man this is my shit ok? bye emily ratchet stay safe babydoll i love you

#anime games

[phantomenby]

Imagine and possible fic masterlist

Shitlings

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Regret

Melancholy

Sunshine

Deliverance

Happy birthday to you!

Hunted

Will you hold me one last time?

Its grey!

Pincushion

POV: Someones about to die

How to train your vampire

Oh this is so much better than Christmas

Let me at 'em

Sweet thing, part two, part three

Gator needs his gat punk ass bitch

Familiar faces

Fuhgeddaboudit

Boo

Do you dream of me?

Open season

Cuddlebun

The apple of my eye

My vow to you

And you call yourselves vampires

Oh brother where art thou?

Not a worm

Who framed Miss Emerson?

Most wanted

My starlight

Late night

Sunflower

Sway with me

Chatterbox

The master

Life ring

The fruits of our love

Pretty boy

Wishing you were here

Oh god not again

Have you ever considered just saying 'hi' to them?

Baby bat

Creature of the night

The pull of the moon

Fearing the future

Do you think they missed me?

Taste-tester

Ghastly

Don't be such a pussy David

Twitchy witchy

Biker babe

Ediediedibles

Tax evasion

Did you see that?

Tadpole

Stalkers

Could you not

Skeletons in the closet

The great escape

#paul tlb #the lost boys #tlb #the lost boys imagines

[thedarkplume]

Hey, guys I hope everyone's day is going spectacular! As you all know, today is Chris Evans 40th birthday!! I wanted to do something special for such a special day. Thus, I have compiled a list of my absolute favorite stories written for Chris Evans's characters.

Be advised, however, some of these are dubious consent, non-con, daddy kink, spitting, squirting, oral m/f receiving, creampie, anal, and all other manner of kinks I did not realize I enjoyed until joining the site.

It took me a very long time to compile this list and I may have to do some for Sebastian Stan later since some people want to cancel him. But we're not going to talk about that right now.

Here is a list of some of my absolute favorite Chris Evans stories in no particular order.

Golden Boy (Dark!Steve Rogers) - @angrythingstarlight

What sets this one apart from the rest of her stories, is that there's a deep resentment from Steve to Bucky in the very beginning of their friendship.

What The King Has (Soft!Dark Steve Rogers) - @sincerelythedarkside

I just read this one this morning. This was sooo good guys!

Hidden Solace (Andy Barber) - @ozarkthedog

This was difficult. I kept thinking I'd pick Reparations or Cock Worship, but Andy being a little touch starved did it for me.

Burning Desire (Andy, Steve & Ransom as Triplets) - @sinner-as-saint

She really gives you the best of 3 worlds here!

Ticking Clock (Dark!Andy Barber) - @syntheticavenger

Another tough choice. Synth comes straight for your heart and vagina, and you'll love her for it!

Stealth (Steve Rogers) - @afriendlyblackhottie

I may have bitten off more than I can chew, guys! It's so hard picking just one because there's nothing she's written that I can say is not one of my favorites. I'm telling you, get some wine or your favorite drink (alcoholic or not), put your feet up, and enjoy this lovely lady's artistry!

Back Rooms (punk!Me from Playing It Cool) - @fineanddandy

Not only did she use the fabulous @nix-akimbo edit for this one, but she makes you question if loyalty to a friend is worth walking away from a guy that genuinely wants you.

A Different Kind of Love (Alpha!Andy & Beta!Jake) - @river-soul

Can you imagine having both Jake and Andy in an A/B/O world? Read this story and you won't have to imagine!

Wear Me Down (Ari Levinson) - @navybrat817

Her fight is commendable, but you can't fight fate!

The Valentine's Cock Up (Steve Rogers) - @drabblewithfrannybarnes

God, this makes me laugh just thinking about it!

Original Sin (Dark!Bryce Langley) - @stargazingfangirl18

This had to be my hardest pick yet. What can I say about this ridiculously talented author? She made me lust over Robert Pronge which I promise was not an easy feat. I went kicking and screaming, but I'm here. Honorable Mention to her latest series Necessary Arrangements & Devil's Advocate.

Good Little Wife (Soft!Dark!Mob!Andy Barber) - @donutloverxo

All of her stories have a sort of soft and gentle reader that the men trip over themselves to take care of. I love it!

Goodbye Again (Endgame!Steve Rogers & Avengers!Steve Rogers) - @sweetlyscared

I can go on all day about how much I love this story! The emotions, the love, the loss, gah!!! I'll never not reblog this story.

Snowed In (Ransom Drysdale) - @the-iceni-bitch

Another author who has me lusting over Robert Pronge! I love her Ransom stories, beginning with Snowed In, because while he's still an ass, his girl gives it back just as easily.

Renewing Vows (Dark!Steve Rogers) - @gotnofucks

Dibs is one of my favorite authors. She's one of the few authors on this site that when you read her stories, especially the dark ones, you feel the obsession and single-minded desire to possess you no matter the circumstances. I love how she incorporates her culture in some of her stories as well, particularly the Happily Ever After series. You know it's wrong, but seeing the Avengers in their desi apparel still makes me go, "aww! They really want to make her feel welcomed!" P.S. I really, really came close to choosing Murder at the Whorehouse!

Dark Assassin (Dark!Silverfox!Steve Rogers) - @kleohoneyao3

It took me forever to find this story again. I've always been attracted to older men, but Silverfox!Steve is the goat! My second favorite is Of the Earth.

Little Red series (Steve/Curtis/Andy/Ransom/Johnny) - @autumnrose40

This proud Omega always gives you the best C. Evans characters stories. And she's not afraid to push boundaries with different species(werewolves, mermen, octogods, etc). I'm always so happy to see she's posted something.

Creamsicle (Robert Pronge & Dark!Andy Barber) - @sapphirescrolls

I don't think I need to list Robert as dark, do I??? While she has a cornucopia of dark writings, this is my favorite!

I Have Questions (Steve Rogers) - @royallyprincesslilly

Accidentally dirty-talking Steve Rogers? Hell yeah!

Unhappily Married (Dark!Steve Rogers) - @cherienymphe

This is a wonderfully talented dark writer. I almost chose Twice Bitten several times because (1) she writes vampires the way they're meant to be written, and (2) Steve is so unapologetically hot and cold with the reader it makes me weep. But I do love kids (set in fiction only) and poor Nathan needs a real mother!

Hirsute (Werewolf!Andy Barber) - @avintagekiss24

Whew! This was tough. I literally love all her stories, particularly Blue Ocean Floor and her latest, 'with the weight of the world at the tips of my fingers.' There's a sleek elegance to her writing that is unmatched.

Let Me Teach You (Jake Jensen) - @vannybarber

Jake Jensen does not get enough love. Luckily, he's starting to come up. This writer gives him all the love and appreciation he deserves with this story.

Tell Me You Love Me (Steve Rogers) - @lotusss-flowerbomb

We all have pasts, but if you're going to let your co-workers get drunk around your girl, give her a heads up that you may or may not have hooked up with the gorgeous red-haired spy. Loved this so much!!

Mr. and Mrs. Ari Levinson Invite You to...the Worst Wedding. Ever. (Mob!Ari Levinson) - @caffiend-queen

I've never seen Ari written like this. He's wild and crazy and utterly addicted to his new little wife.

I loved everything about this wedding, especially the author letting us see the different Jewish wedding traditions. If you didn't love Ari before this story, you will after this story!

This was fun you guys! And it gives me a point of reference in case I once again lose some of the stories listed here.

As an added bonus, here are some of my favorite @nix-akimbo edits:

#chris evans 40th birthday #fanfiction appreciation celebration

[bwriter1995]

Chapter 9

(Brandi pov)

I woke up by my phone ringing, I groaned as I reached over and grabbed my phone.

I looked at it to see that my mom is calling so I answered it.

"Hello?" I said while rubbing my eyes.

"Hey my baby" she said which made me smile.

"Hey mommy" I said with little smile.

"How are you?" She asked me.

"I am okay just tired you?" I said while rubbing my eyes.

"I'm okay" she said.

"So when are you coming home? I miss you and I need to talk to you about something" I said.

"A day before China and Lauryn's birthday" she said.

Good. next week.

"Great because I really need to talk to you" I said.

"Is it bad?" She asked me worriedly.

"Yes. I rather talk about it in the person then over the phone" I said.

"Okay so did you and China made up?" Mom asked.

I blushed at the mention of China. "Yes we're back together" I said with smile.

China and I agreed to tell our parents, her aunt Ella and uncle Curtis and our elders that we are back together.

"Really? I'm happy for y'all" She said happily.

"Thanks mom" I said with little smile.

"Your welcome baby. Well I have to go but I'll call you later" she said.

"Ok I love and miss you mommy" I said with little smile.

"Aww I love and miss you too baby girl. Tell McClain family and your auntie Aaliyah that I said hi.. bye" Mom said.

I sat up. "Okay I will.. bye" I said hanging up.

Good thing that she is coming home.. not because I have to tell her about Dove soap and Thomas pussy ass.. I miss her so much.. I need her now more than ever.

I unlocked my phone and went to phone app, I called China to come to my room.

She answered it on its second ring. "Hey you just woke up?" She asked.

"Yeah I did, mom just called me" I said.

"Oh well I'm on my way to your room" she said.

"Ok I called you to come anyway" I said with a chuckle.

She chuckled before ending the call.

I put my phone on the nightstand before laying back down.

Few seconds later, the door of my room opened, I looked over and saw China.

Damn she looks so beautiful with her hair in two braids. She didn't have any makeup on.

I'm falling in love with her more everyday.

She closed the door behind her and noticed me staring at her.

She shook her head smiling as she walked over and climbed onto my bed.

She leaned down and pecked my lips.

"Hey baby" I said with little smile.

"Hey boo" China said with smile.

China laid down next to me. "So did you ask Mama T that when is she coming home?" She asked me.

I nodded. "Yeah she is coming home next week.. she is going to be here on the day before your birthday" I said.

"What? I'm glad that she is going to be here for my and Lauryn's birthday. Gabe is coming home tomorrow" she said.

I smiled excitedly. "Awesome, I can't wait to see Gabe because I miss him" I said.

Gabriel is In the boarding school for the gifted kids in LA. I miss my baby brother so much

"I miss you too. I told him what happened"  China said.

I sighed. "What did he react?" I asked.

"He was more pissed then I was. He said that he is going to kill Thomas with his bare hands"

I looked at China. "I still can't believe that you knocked his punk ass out" I said chuckling.

And he deserved it.

I grabbed China's hand and laced our fingers. I started rubbing the back of her hand with my thumb.

"He deserved it. I hate him so much but I hate that ugly bitch more" she said.

"Me too, you know that Thomas is going to try to get with you. God I'll kill him if he did something to you" I said.

I will kick his ass if he did something to her.

"He won't be with me because I am done with him.. let's stop talking about them." China said.

"Ok I'm getting sick of talking about them.. let's do our homework" I said while sitting up.

"Nah, let's make out" China said with little smirk.

I smirked. "That's fine with me" I said.

China giggled as I laid back down.

She got the top of me and kissed me passionately, I kissed back the same way.

(Sam pov)

I am walking up of McClain's porch with my twin brother Mike.

We came to check on Brandi if she is okay because what happened with That dove soap and Thomas punk ass.

I rang the doorbell.

"I still can't believe that Brandi got raped by that devil" Mike said angrily.

"Well I can because she would do something like that"

The door opened as I saw auntie Aaliyah.

She smiled. "Hey y'all come in" She said as she opened the door wider.

We walked in. "Hey Auntie Aaliyah" we said with little smile.

"How are you?" She asked.

"We are okay you?" I asked.

"I am alright just mad at this situation." She said.

"Same here" we said.

"Well Lauryn, China, Brandi and Jordan are in their rooms" Aaliyah said.

"Thank you." I said with little smile.

She nodded.

I walked upstairs with Mike following me. "Aaliyah look so fine" He whispered.

I rolled my eyes. Mike had a crush on her since we were little. I have to admit that she looks so good at 34. Black don't crack baby.

I walked to Brandi's room and opened the door.

I saw that China and Brandi quickly pulled away from each other.

They looked over and saw us. "Uh have you ever heard of knocking?" China asked us

"Sam opened the door not me!" Mike said while pointing to me.

I rolled my eyes. I looked at my two of best friends with a smirk on my face

"What's going on in here?"

China and Brandi rolled their eyes. "Nothing!" China said in annoyed tone.

Brandi looked at me and Mike. "What are y'all doing here?" She asked.

"We came to check on you after what happened with these assholes" I said.

"Well I am fine. Y'all didn't have to come over" Brandi said.

"We know but we wanted to" Mike said with little smile.

China got up. "Well I'm going to get something to drink, B want anything from kitchen?" She asked looking at her.

"I want apple sauce, it's time to check my sugar anyway" Brandi said.

"Okay, Sam come with me" China said while walking to the door.

I nodded, we walked out as China closed the door behind me.

I looked at China smirking. "I know y'all were making out" I said teasing her.

She blushed and pushed me playfully as she chuckled. "Hush!" she said as I chuckled.

"Get back together already" I whispered quietly to her so her parents don't hear.

"We will when Brandi is ready" China said quietly with little smile.

We walked downstairs to kitchen.

They are adorable together. Nick and I saw that they were holding hands in the science class, I even saw that they mouthed "I love you" to each other.

"So how are you and Cody?" China asked when we walked into the kitchen.

"I don't know, He been busy with football" I said.

"So y'all haven't really spent some time with each other?" China said looking at me.

"No, I only see him in school and football games." I said.

"Mhmm I think he is jealous of Dan since he started going to our school and Dan is a better player than him and you like Dan" China said with smirk.

My eyes widened. "No I don't like Dan, he is my best friend!" I said.

China gave me the look. "Sam, we've been best friends since we were in kindergarten! I can tell you like him" she said.

I sighed. "Fine I like him but he is with Layla and I am with Cody besides I don't  know if he likes me more than a friend" I said.

"Well tell him! Fuck Layla because she technically stole him from you knowing that you like him.." China said.

China doesn't like Layla because she thinks she is fake.

"Are you okay with me dating your ex?" I asked.

Dan and China dated last year for two months.

"Yes because I am over him and I'm in love with his cousin" China said with little smile.

Oh yeah Brandi and Dan are the cousins

"Okay" I said with smile.

What's your favorite characters so far?

#chapter 9 #wewill get through anything together

[holylulusworld]

True love

9000 followers celebration - sequels

Pairing: Thor x fem!Reader, former Steve Rogers x fem!Reader, former Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Characters: Wanda Maximoff, Tony Stark

Warnings: angst, self-doubts, comforting, fluff, Thor being a sweetheart, we talk a lot about roses, falling in love, angry Thor, soft Thor, cuddling & snuggling, implied smut

A/N: Sequel to: Wasted love

A/N: divider by @writeyourmindaway​​

Two weeks after you broke up with Steve and Bucky…

“You should eat something, Lady Y/N,” Thor knocks at your door once again. “My dove open the door, please. I know Captain Rogers and Sergeant Barnes hurt you deeply, but I’m worried about you.”

“Thor,” sighing you open the door, poking your head out, “I’m fine, promised. I just need more time to forget I wasted so much time on Steve and Bucky. I believed they love me, Thor. How could they do this to me?”

“I don’t know, my love but, if you are willing to let me in, I’d like to tell you about Asgard, my home,” Thor looks at you, offering you a single white rose. “Wanda told me the meaning of white roses, my dove.”

“Thor, you shouldn’t waste your time on me,” not giving in Thor enters your room when you open the door wider. “I’m not worth it.”

“Lady Y/N, never say things like that again,” he offers you the rose once more and you take it, sniffling silently. 

“What did she tell you about the meaning of a white rose, Thor?” you watch Thor sit on your sofa, huffing as the furniture creaks under his weight.

“Lady Wanda said that a white rose represents purity, innocence, and youthfulness,” you giggle at Thor’s serious expression. He holds out his hand to bring you into his arms. You squeak, giggling again as he wraps his strong arms around you to cradle you in his arms. “She also said that white roses are often associated with first love and eternal loyalty,” you look up at Thor, giving him a soft smile as he wipes your tears off your cheeks with his thumb.

“Eternal loyalty?” humming the Asgardian looks at you in his arms, a soft smile playing on his lips. “White roses can also symbolize a new beginning and everlasting love, Y/N. I want to give you all of it.”

“Thor, I just broke up with two guys,” you sigh deeply, head resting against Thor’s shoulder. “I don’t think you want what’s left of me. I’m a fool for love and got played well. Luckily I didn’t get pregnant,” Thor growls low in his throat, already imagining you round with his child.

“You’re not a fool for loving someone, my dove,” humming you close your eyes as Thor starts to talk about Asgard, his friends, Mjolnir, and how much your smile helped his broken heart to heal. “You deserve all the love in the world, Y/N. I will give it to you.”

Only moments later you sleep peacefully in Thor’s arms for the first time since you broke things off with Steve and Bucky. 

Two months later…

“No, Y/N,” Thor booms through the gym. “You will not back down only as they are here too,” the Asgardian slings one arm around your shoulders to lead you toward the treadmill. “You promised to help me train, my dove. We will ignore the men breaking your heart and have fun.”

“Fun?” you huff, looking around the gym. “Thor, training is no fun for me! I’m not a god or something. Everything aches after training, okay. Sometimes I even get a headache.”

“My love, I will rub your back and take care of you,” the smile Thor flashes you let Bucky and Steve fade into the background. “I will help you.”

“I’ll take your offer with pleasure,” you laugh as Thor scoops you up easily to carry you toward the treadmill. “Hey, what are you doing?” Instead of placing you onto your feet, Thor starts to run on the treadmill, you still in his arms.

“Training, my love,” Thor smirks, giving Bucky and Steve an angry look as they dared to look at you in his arms. “This way I’ll get stronger to protect you and you, my dove, won’t feel exhausted.”

“I like that kind of training,” you giggle, hiding your face in Thor’s chest. “Thank you.”

“Anytime, Y/N…”

Four months later…

“Oh. My. God,” you look at the huge bouquet of roses in Thor’s arms as he walks into the common room. “How many roses did you buy?” giggling you watch Thor’s eyes light up when you rush toward him to sniff at the roses.

“It’s your birthday, my little one,” Thor smiles widely. “Wanda said red roses symbolize love and romance. I want to show you someone is loving you. I will wait for you, my dove,” pressing one hand to your heart you miss Steve’s pained expression as you start to sob uncontrollably. 

“Oh, Thor,” you gasp when Thor hands you the roses. He brought two hundred and twenty-five and your legs give in. “Heavy.”

“Let me help you, Y/N,” Thor smirks at Bucky who gives him a bitch face as he doesn’t like Thor picks you up in bridal style to help you carry the roses toward your room. 

“We will need so many vases, Thor,” not taking your eyes off the roses you smile as Thor doesn’t even know how much his gesture means to you. “Thank you, Thor.”

“Anytime, my love…”

Six months later…

“That’s beautiful,” you knew about Thor’s powers, even saw him fight using thunder and lightning but when he illuminates the sky only for you your heart begins to flutter.

You don’t see Steve and Bucky sulk in a corner, watching you step closer to Thor to stand on tiptoes. The tall Asgardian watches you with an amused smile when you cup his face to press your lips clumsily to his chin.

“You’re too tall,” whining you look up at Thor. He doesn’t hesitate. His hands grasp for your waist to lift you easily. “Better,” your arms wrap around his neck before you press your lips softly against Thor’s. “That was the greatest thunder and lightning I ever saw.”

“You liked it, Y/N?” mumbling the words against your lips Thor wraps his arms around you. “I’ll always give you the most beautiful thunder and lighting if you want me to.”

“I want you to,” you breathe against his lips. “Just give me a bit more time. I feel safe and loved around you, but I’m still scared of loving someone again.”

“I will give you time, my love. Just asked me to be there and I will, anytime – my dove…”

Eight months later…

“You look beautiful tonight, my love,” Thor compliments, holding out his arm to lead you into the ballroom. Natasha and Wanda helped you decide on a ballgown. It’s a simple blue robe with a slit, revealing your left leg. “No other woman can compare to you,” you smile up at Thor like he’s the sun and Steve feels like someone punched him in the guts.

“I hate it,” Steve grumbles, grasping for yet another drink which won’t ease the feeling in his stomach. “She should’ve been ours.”

“She was yours, Capsicle,” Tony flashes your former lovers a smile. Hell, you let the girl go. I don’t want to know why you messed up, but you did. Let Y/N be happy. If you try to intervene or if I see you only staring into her direction to make her feel unease, I’ll look for a way to get my hands-on a cryostasis chamber.”

“Y/N shouldn’t be with him,” Bucky grunts. “We messed up, okay. No reason for her to fall in love with that alien punk,” Wanda snickers at Bucky’s words, still, she slaps the back of his head.

“If Tony doesn’t punish you for disturbing Y/N’s date, I’ll do so. She deserves happiness. None of you was ready to give her love and devotion. You are selfish little men who used her for their pleasure,” Wanda pokes her finger into Bucky’s chest, giving him a bitch face. “Thor is the one she needs to heal the wounds you caused. Now shush and let her have a dance with the man loving her unconditionally.”

Almost 12 months later…

“My dove, oh-All-father, help me not to fall more for my queen,” Thor groans, falling onto the mattress with a loud thud. His chest heaves up and down as you crawl up his body, flashing him a grin. “You defeated me, my love.”

“I like little one more,” you whine, hiding your face in Thor’s neck. “I never thought that I can defeat a god,” Thor grins, ogling your naked form on top of his sweat-slicked body. “But I did.”

“You did, my dove,” his large hand runs up and down your back, tickling you with featherlight touches. “What you did with your mouth and hands, and your secret garden was divine.”

“Did you just call my pussy a secret garden?” giggling you cup Thor’s face to press soft kisses to his chin. “I like it, my king.”

“My mother used to call it like that or it’s similar to the words she used in our tongue. It described the secrets a woman is hiding from other men. That she will only find true satisfaction and fulfillment with the rightful man by her side and inside of her.”

“That’s beautiful and kinda dirty at the same time. I like it, Thor,” you rest your head against his shoulder, closing your eyes to inhale his scent. “Thank you for giving me back my trust in love, Thor. I know that I can trust you with my heart.”

“You can, my little one,” Thor purrs, hands shamelessly moving to your ass to grope it. “Now that I tasted your nectar, I’m a helpless slave to you, my dove,” humming you slide your fingers over his chest, drawing patterns with your fingertips. “I never want to taste anyone else’s.”

“I don’t want anyone else to taste my,” you giggle again, looking up at Thor, “nectar either, my king.”

Now…

“A ring? He got her a ring?” Steve chokes on the water he tried to drink. “When did that happen? Why? And how?”

“Last week. He wants to propose as they love each other,” Wanda shrugs, hiding her smirk poorly. “That’s all I know.”

“I heard them last night,” Bucky sighs. “He said something about her secret garden or crap again. I still don’t know what this means.”

“You don’t want to know,” Steve grits out. “I guess, we must congratulate them sooner or later Buck. This is our doing. If only we saw her sooner.”

“You snooze you lose,” Wanda giggles, walking out of the common room.

“Or we could just snatch her out of his hands, Stevie,” Bucky grins, forming a plan. “I got an idea…”

“It’s beautiful, Thor. Stop saying the ring is not perfect,” you close your eyes when Thor wraps his arms around your waist. “I don’t want a better ring. This one shows your love and devotion to me, my king. I really like it.”

“My dove,” Thor looks at the ring he got from a gumball machine, “I wanted it to be perfect. The ring I got was perfect. Then those monsters stole it and I had no other choice but to give you this one,” he points toward the pink ring on your finger. “I will get you a better one.”

“No, I like it,” you whine. “Let me have this one. I don’t care if it’s made of plastic or gold. You are the man I love, and I will marry you. A diamond ring or not,” you glare at Bucky and Steve who awkwardly watch you and Thor. “Don’t think we do not know it was you.”

“My dove let me bring you to our room,” Thor booms before a bolt of lightning strikes right next to Steve and Bucky. “Our bond is unbroken. Leave us be.”

“We lost,” Bucky hangs his head in shame. “How could I steal the ring? I’m no better than a criminal,” Steve nods, watching you and Thor walk toward your room. 

“Let’s give it back, apologize, and wish them well. Y/N, she looks happy, Buck. Happier than with us,” admitting his defeat Steve looks at his friend. “We need to admit, Thor is Y/N’s true love, not us.”

“I hate it – but you’re right, Stevie…”

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“I like it! I don’t want the other ring, Thor,” you purse your lips when Thor offers you the diamond ring Bucky and Steve gave back. “Let me keep this one till our wedding day. I like it.”

“I will do anything for you, anytime, my love…”

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