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hopelesslyromanticshark · 2 months

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content: leo valdez x daughter of jupiter! grace! reader warning: language (you startin to see a pattern yet?), mentions of a bra, kissing ig, author's note: another day another fanfic idea that haunted me until I wrote it. I'm really just a victim of my own mind😣😣 Also, deepest apologies i could drop three fics rn but i don't wanna like flood the tags or other people's feeds. but, if you guys want me to, just say the word🫡🫡🫡 I'm a people pleaser to my bones. Oh, and this is very non-canon compliant, i know. I'm re-reading the percy jackson series first bc i like things to be in order, even tho my fav was the lost hero. my copy of the lost hero just sits on my bedside table, staring at me until i finish the other books. IM SORRY-

after arriving in new rome, piper and leo figured it would be best to drag jason around the city and see if they could jumpstart his memory with familiar sights. they got lost a few times and clearly news of jason being back had yet to spread, as every few feet there were shocked looks and questions thrown at the trio. jason answered them, always, but people were quick to move on. almost like he wasn’t even missed. piper and leo could both sense jason coming to this conclusion and were unsure how to rectify the issue. jason sighed as he desperately looked at some statue, hoping against hope that it would mean something to him and just allow him to remember. like percy had the second he’d seen annabeth. jason barely knew percy and he was already growing bitter towards the boy, seeing it unfair that he got all of his memories back while jason was still just working with just flashes of smudged faces and warm feelings.

“anything?” piper whispered and jason just shook his head. he sighed before nodding towards where the ship should still be.

“We should be getting back,” he murmured, already walking away from the pair. leo and piper shared a glance, frowns deep set on their faces.

then, the clatter of metal on brick was heard, causing all three of them to jolt their heads towards the source of the noise. there stood a girl, probably their age, swords and spears scattered around her feet as she just stared at them. her hair was the color of golden straw, maybe a shade or two darker than jason’s. leo could tell tears were pooling in her eyes, her…shockingly blue eyes. leo’s eyes widened as he connected the dots before glancing at jason, who stilled and his eyes glazed over like he was lost in thought. she was dressed in the typical roman demigod attire, a purple shirt just peeking out from under a toga of sorts. she, admittedly, looked a little worse for wear; her hair was tangled and desperately pulled back into a ponytail, her eyes had bags under them, and she had clearly spent many recent nights awake.

“jason?” she asked in a broken sob, her chest heaving and the tears beginning to leak out of her eyes. jason’s eyes stayed on her before he jolted forwards, like he’d been struck by lightning. something snapped inside him, sending the boy rushing towards the girl, years and years of memories flashing before his eyes as he pulled her into a strong and loving embrace. memories of growing up together, training together, laughing and crying together. memories of his twin sister; no, memories of his baby sister. yes, yes, he was older. he remembers now. he knew he was still missing large chunks of his life, but getting his sister back was the only thing that mattered in the moment.

“y/n,” he gasped out as the girl cried against his chest, her hands desperately grasping at his shoulders. jason cried too, curling around her like she was the only thing that mattered, that protective older brother feeling coming back and filling his chest once more, slowly chipping away at the hole that juno left there.

“i- i looked for you. i didn’t give up, even after reyna put me on camp arrest. i knew you wouldn’t just leave, i knew it. they gave up too quickly, they just gave up,” the girl cried against his chest, pulling back to look at her brother, who had been gone for far too long. jason nodded at her, giving her shoulders a squeeze and offering her a comforting smile.

“it’s okay, y/n, i’m here now. and i remember you, which is more than enough for me,” he told her and her matching smile slowly slipped off her face.

“…you forgot me?” she whispered out, new tears brimming in her eyes. jason opened his mouth to reply but only sounds came out, his panic to comfort his little sister becoming overwhelming.

“it’s a long story. i’m piper and you must be jason’s sister?” piper cut in, saving the poor roman boy as she stepped forwards, her hand held out. some of her hair was standing up on its own, the moment the siblings collided sending a minor shockwave through the area causing both leo and piper’s hair to fly upwards from the static. y/n pulled her eyes from her brother, turning to the beautiful girl before her, bashfully acknowledging the flyaway hair. she let go of jason, promptly straightening her back out and shaking piper’s hand with both of hers.

“yes, yes. sorry, where are my manners?! i’m y/n grace, jason’s twin sister. lovely to meet you, piper,” she stated, a composed and diplomatic look taking over her face, which still had tear-stains but it didn’t make her appear any less regal.

piper smiled sweetly at the girl, the roman-ness of her basically radiating off like static electricity. though…she had a feeling the girl before her had a rebellious streak, based on the nike blazers on her feet instead of the standard sandals. y/n then turned her attention to leo, who quickly pulled himself out of his daydreams and took her hand into his, promptly flipping it over and pressing his lips to the back of her hand with a dazzling smile. the girl flared with a blush, looking away and slowly pulling her hand back, resting it flat against her stomach.

“leo valdez, at your service, princesa,” he mused as jason shot a glare at leo, who just smiled cheekily and pretended not to see it. he couldn’t help himself; it really wasn’t in his nature to ignore pretty girls, even if they were his best friend’s sister.

“come on, y/n, we’ve got a lot to talk about,” stated jason, nodding his head towards the streets of new rome. y/n’s eyes seemed to brighten at the prospects of getting updates on her brother and she quickly scooped up the swords and spears, leaning them against a bench before scampering off after her brother.

“i’ll meet you two at the boat later,” jason called, smiling widely at the pair, who waved him off. they shared a look, their smiles matching jason’s in size. they were just happy he was happy, assumably finally gaining back some memories.

piper shoved leo before turning around and heading in the opposite direction of the grace siblings and towards the argo ii. leo followed for a moment before looking over his shoulder, being met by the sight of the youngest grace doing the same. their eyes locked for a moment, the girl offering him the softest and sweetest smile he’d ever seen. leo beamed back at her, hoping she couldn’t see the steam rolling off him from so far away. they held each other's gaze for as long as they could before the daughter of jupiter disappeared behind the block. leo stopped, feeling the pounding of his chest and hearing the roar of his heartbeat in his ears before piper tugged him down the block with a glare.

“you cannot,” she hissed at him and leo gave her an innocent look as they started to walk towards the boat.

“i don’t know what you're talking about,” he lied, easily, averting his eyes from hers and pretending to take in the views new rome had to offer.

“i know when you lie, repair boy. you can’t date jason’s sister that he just got his memories back of. that’s, like, totally against bro code,” she huffed at him and leo rolled his eyes.

“you don’t even know bro code.” “i know enough. she’s off limits, valdez.”

and leo just smirked, wanting her more now that she was forbidden fruit. and based on how she looked at him, he had a feeling this thing wasn’t one sided.

over the next few days, while they were conversing over what to do and how to proceed as a group, leo went out of his way to immerse himself in the grace family. originally, he will admit, leo simply got close with y/n because he thought she was super hot, apparently forbidden, and totally out of his league. but, as he grew closer with the daughter of jupiter, he grew more attached. instead of focusing on her shiny hair, he found himself looking forward to her dumb jokes and they way she threw her head back when she laughed, desperately trying to cover her mouth with her hands. he quickly forgot - not entirely, of course, with a girl that attractive it’s kinda hard to miss - her dazzling figure, instead finding comfort in the soft looks she gave him when they spent too long planning the quest and boredom was starting to set in. his yearning for her was rapidly turning into something more solid, something more love-adjacent. he was certain that the princess of the gods was going to be the death of him…that being that jason didn’t get to him first.

it was one late evening when it happened, the breaking point between the two. most everyone had turned in for the night after a long day of arguing and training, the teens just wanted to sleep. save for y/n, who was sitting on the railing of the ship, her legs dangling over the edge and swinging through the sky. her eyes were trained on the setting sun, vibrant oranges and yellows shooting out from behind some mountain, turning to deep blues and lavenders as time continued to pass. jason told the girl good night, pressing a kiss to the top of her head before walking away. her eyes followed him for a moment before turning back to the sunset.

“careful, wouldn’t want you to fall,” leo joked as he walked up, resting his forearms against the railing next to her and keeping his eyes on the sun too. y/n laughed lightly, glancing at the curly-haired boy next to her.

“yes, you're soooo right, i'd have no way to save myself at all,” the girl mused, swishing her hand purposefully and causing a breeze to rush through leo’s hair, just teasing the beginning of her powers. he laughed lightly, looking over at her. she held his eyes for a moment before flirting them back to the sun.

“it’s beautiful, isn’t it?” she questioned. “yeah. gorgeous,” leo murmured back but his eyes weren’t on the sun at all but rather locked on her, enjoying the way she looked drenched in golden light.

y/n turned at his distracted tone and caught that his eyes were locked on her. she blushed and had the urge to look away but refused to do so, even pulling the courage from somewhere to move closer to the boy. leo shifted slightly, pushing himself closer and higher up so she wouldn’t have to bend so much to meet his gaze. his eyes flirted down to her lips before returning to her eyes, tilting his head the slightest bit in question at her. y/n swallowed nervously but she still reached her hand out, allowing her fingers to dance along the junction between his shoulder and neck.

“i wasn’t talking about the sunset,” admitted leo, his eyes staying trained on her as she leaned closer, mere centimeters between their lips. “i know,” she whispered and he felt the puffs of breath against his lips.

they weren’t sure who jolted forwards first, all they knew was that their lips were finally meeting. leo’s hand slid up her legs to her waist, his fingers desperate to feel her, to hold her close. her hand moved from his neck to his cheek, pulling his lips impossibly closer. leo was sure he felt sparks, but he just wasn’t sure how much of them were imagination or the daughter of lightning. leo pulled back first but her lips chased after his without much control. he chuckled at her, causing the girl to flush once again. she was easily embarrassed, leo found out. he also discovered that he loved the red hue on her face more than most things.

“jason’s gonna kill me,” she gulped, her brows furrowing and a panic flashing across her eyes as she looked at leo. leo reached up, cupping her face in his hands and he watched the fear slowly melt off her features.

“oh, to hades with jason. i like you…like, really like you. he can just get over it…saying that you like me, too,” replied leo, glancing down as he finished his sentence.

“hey, it’s not every boy that’s got me sparking, you know,” cut in y/n, causing leo to notice the sparks that flew off from her hands and hair every now and then, “i like you, too, leo. i thought that was obvious.”

“just checking,” leo stated with a dopey smile, which y/n managed to match with her own.

“no, but really, we’ve got to talk to jason,” she told leo firmly, who went to shrug her off again.

“talk to jason about what?” the man of the hour questioned as he walked back out onto the deck. y/n instantly paled, sputtering out vowels and constants but unable to form any words. leo subtly moved away from y/n, trying to remember what distance is acceptable for friends that totally didn’t just kiss and confess that they might love each other.

“What- what are you doing out here, jase?? i thought- you said you were going to bed,” the girl managed to spit out, finally. jason glanced between the two before reaching forwards and grabbing his jacket from the back of a chair, presenting it to the pair.

“piper accidentally left this up here…what’s going on? What did you have to tell me?” jason pushed, crossing his arms and glaring at the both of them. y/n shared a glance with leo, who’s eyes told her not to say anything before she turned back to her brother.

“jason, i- i really like leo. and i know you’ve got this whole protective streak thing but he-” “it’s cool,” jason cut in, shrugging his shoulders. y/n halted to a stop, frowning before cutting her eyes back up to her brother. leo nearly fell on his face with how quickly he turned to look at the son of jupiter.

“What?” they questioned in sync. “like, we’re good. leo, you’re my best friend. honestly, you’re probably the best guy to date my sister. though, if you even so much as think about hurting her, i'll deep fry you, got it?” jason added, turning and giving leo a cutting glare. leo’s back straightened out and he faked a salute at his friend.

“i have no plans of doing that, sir,” leo joked, using a largely fake sargent-like voice. y/n cracked a smile, hiding it behind her hand with a shake of her head. she then turned her attention to jason, who glanced between the two with a warm look.

“great! i’m actually off to bed now. sleep well, the both of you,” stated jason, waving a hand over his shoulder as he walked away. y/n turned back to leo, waiting a few seconds before promptly shooting forwards and pressing her lips against his. leo smiled into the kiss, knowing jason had nothing to worry about; he didn’t have plans on letting her go any time soon. as they pulled apart, y/n’s eyes trailed upwards and they widened near the top of his head.

“um, leo?” “yeah?” he questioned in a nearly dreamy voice. “your hair is on fire.” “oh, gods, not again,” he groaned, reaching and rapidly patting at the tiny flames with a roll of his eyes. y/n chuckled into her hand once more, watching all this with an amusing glint in her eyes.

“oh, yeah? you find this funny, princesa?” he bit out, jokingly glaring at her. she rolled her eyes at him as he leaned forwards and pressed his lips to hers.

then he did something unexpected, allowing his fingers to toy with the hem of her shirt. there was a moment of pause, just enough for her to push him away. When nothing happened, he slid his hand under, allowing his fingers to dance over her skin, slowly but surely climbing upwards and upwards the tip of his middle finger just barely brushing the bottom of her lace bra-

“that’s it! both of you, separate! i was cool and now i'm very much not cool,” jason shouted, causing the two to jump apart as jason stormed up to them, grabbing a hold of y/n and steering her towards the stairs to go below deck. he spun around, pointing at leo as they went.

“and keep your nasty paws off my sister!” “jason!” y/n cut in with an exasperated groan.

“don’t talk to your brother-in-law that way!” leo called back with a smirk before a gust of wind knocked him on his ass. he shouted greek and spanish curses at jason, who couldn’t understand them but it didn’t take a genius to figure out what he was saying. With a final battle of middle fingers, jason once more began to pull y/n below deck.

leo stood back up, rolling his eyes at the older twins' antics as y/n shot a look over her shoulder, just like the first day they met. her eyes glimmered at leo and she smiled a megavolt smile that only she could master, causing leo to return with a smile of his own. and as he watched her disappear from view, he couldn’t help but smirk, knowing that he’d do anything in his power to keep the daughter of jupiter by his side. he’d do anything for that smile, for that laugh, for that girl. even kissing ass to her brother for a few weeks.

author's note cont. : i feel like this was such a cute concept but my sleep depraved brain could not produce at the level i wanted smh 😭😭😭 but i also needed it to be done. but, c'est la vie! i think it's cute and sweet, but also rushed and held together with blood sweat and tears. anyways, good vibes and juju to everyone all over the world. kisses from covey😘😘😘

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #leo valdez x reader #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo #percy jackson #pjo #jason grace #pjo fandom #leo valdez #heroes of olympus

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luvhughes43 · 1 year

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because i liked a boy | jack hughes x reader

summary: reader gets hate comments from her ex-boyfriend's fans, saying she's a homewrecker and a slut, all because of the fact that she dated jack hughes.

lyrics: "now i'm a homewrecker, i'm a slut, i got death threats filling up semi trucks, tell me who i am, guess i don't have a choice, all because i liked a boy"

word count: 0.3k

note: something short! also i am not shading olivia i love her!

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jackfan01 HOMEWRECKER!!!

jackhughes ❤️❤️

jackfan02 two hearts only? oh he hates her😭😭

jackfan03 ur such a slut like… broke a whole relationship up and for what?

jackfan04 i think they were already broken up tho?

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jackfan05 SLUT! you’re so disgusting.

your dms were filled to the brim with death threats, people calling you names such as a slut and a homewrecker. all because you dated jack hughes… it was ridiculous. by the time your pictures started circling around the internet, blown up on tiktok and strewn across twitter, you and jack had already called it quits. You were only together for a few months, and that was a while ago.

you sat on your couch trying to understand his fans' messages. you went through jacks instagram, and found nothing. so you turned to twitter, where you found out that jack and his new girlfriend had just broken up… and people were blaming you for it. it literally made no sense. apparently she was posting things on her insta that made it look like he cheated on her with you? you didn’t even know what the truth was at this point. all you knew was that people were very angry at you about a situation you didn’t have any part in.

a few days went by and the rumours were still circling. people were going absolutely crazy in your dms, and you debated reaching out to jack so he could get his “fans” under control but you knew he wouldn’t. it wasn’t his fault either though! how was he supposed to get people to stop sending threats? asking for kindness never works. so you vowed to not to post anything on social media for a few weeks, slowly watching the threats and name calling trickle down as the days went by.

finally after everything had settled, you decided to finally post something to break your silence. the whole thing was so ridiculous that you’d laugh if you weren’t a little concerned over some of the threats.

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strwb3rryfairi · 2 years

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Hi! Extremely sorry if this is kinda long and specific,this is my first proper ask:D :(Reader is also a vampire)

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Maybe one where the lost boys start hanging out more with someone(Star preferably because it would make more sense)and slowly kinda become more blunt,uncaring for reader feelings and kinda rude,kinda forgetting the reader in he dust(Poor reader is lonely).

So the reader becomes a mix of the songs 'Little girls' from Annie and 'Life goes on' by Oliver tree and is easily aggravated by the boys and star now,because reader is a tough lil vampire like the boyzzz (But for real,reader can throw a punch)she feels that they are ungrateful, bratty(tho 'bratty' mostly refers to Paul and Marko) and don't care at all(Understandable,reader is kinda dead inside) Angst with a happy ending?

I don't know if you are doing requests or not soooo(I hope this isn't too long) but I hope I ain't being a bother :) (no presure :D) Obviously ignore this if u don't wanna

Poly!Lost boys x Vampire! Reader

warning(s): Angst, allusions to cheating, insecurities, not proof read ^^;;

You had been with the boys for a bit. When they first met you they were entranced, and quickly started a relationship with you, which led to them quickly turning you. You were their sweet partner, and they loved that about you. Things were going great, until they weren’t.

The boys would often brush you off and leave you alone for someone who seemed to have caught their attention. You weren’t really sure who, all you knew was that they went either by the name Nicole or Natalie, honestly you weren’t too sure. They were constantly talking about them, or were seen hanging out with them. You honestly didn’t know how to feel about it. You tried really hard to hangout with them, and spend time with them - but they kept brushing you off. This went on for weeks until you simply stopped trying to get their attention and just moved on. You made some friends, and began hanging out with them more and more. It kinda got to the point where you weren’t really ever in the cave anymore. You would only show up right before sunrise and sleep in your nest in the cave away from the boys.

It sadly took the boys a bit to notice your absence, but once they noticed they wouldn’t leave you alone. The constantly tried to hangout with you, sleep in your nest with you, try to have dinner with you 1 but you never seemed to pay them any mind. You always scooted away from the group, or made excuses as to why you couldn’t hangout.

Tonight started off like any other. You got dressed, washed your face, grabbed your bag, and began to head out. It was your routine for the past couple of weeks, after the boys became more and more distant. It was 9pm and you were just about to head out when a voice made you stop in your tracks. “Where are you headed off too, kitten?” David spoke up from his chair. You turned to the blonde who had his whole posse around him. “To the boardwalk, i’m meeting a couple of friends.” You said nonchalantly. This caused David to raise his eyebrows. “Well, we were thinking about having a night in, we could-“ Paul cut in. “We could watch movies, order takeout, make out, have sex, do-“ David cut him off. “Paul! Enough.” David turned back to you, trying to see your reaction. You looked away awkwardly before speaking. “Sorry, i already made plans.” Paul and Marko looked like kicked puppies and pouted, while Dwayne seemed to cross his arms in a pissed off manner. “Oh. We’ll have fun.” David said through gritted teeth. “Yeah, thanks.” You said before making your way out of the cave and to the boardwalk.

It was silent for a moment before it was broken by Paul. “What was that?! They didn’t even say “I love you” before they left!!” Paul said while pacing around the cave. “It’s odd.” Dwayne said while picking the skin around his fingers. Marko’s leg was bouncing up and down rapidly and David was smoking a cigarette with his brows furrowed.

Paul continued to rant out loud, before Marko cut him off. “Do you think we did something to piss them off?” He said while looking at David. The faux blonde took a deep breath before looking back at Marko. “I’m not too sure.” The group went quiet for a bit, before Dwayne spoke up. “Well, we’ve all been kinda busy recently. Spending less time with them, Spending more time with Nicole. Maybe they got fed up.” Dwayne said softly. They all stood in shock before David let out a quiet “Fuck.” Paul and Marko instantly rushed to their bikes to try and talk to you, but we’re pulled back by David. “Wait boys, give them space. We’ll talk to them when they get back.” Paul and Marko we’re about to protest before David and Dwayne have them a look that had then shutting up.

While the boys were down in the dumps you were having the time of your life. Your friends were awesome and so funny. You ate junk food, rode on all the rides, got stuffed animals. It was a perfect night. However, all good things must come to an end - and at 1:00am your friends decided to hit the hay and head home. You all said your goodbyes and soon headed back to the cave. When you walked in it was eerily quiet. It was too early for them to sleep, so why was it so quiet? As you ventured further into the cave you saw Paul and Marko high out of their minds quietly talking to each other, while Dwayne was reading your favorite book, and David was simply lost in thought. As you got closer they all turned to look at you, You awkwardly smiled and waved and began making your way to your side of the cave when David called you over. You hesitantly turned around and began making your way to the group standing by the couches with your arms crossed. “Sit down.” David instructed softly. You looked and saw that every seat was taken up, so you shook your head. “No it’s fine, I can stand.” David scoffed before patting his lap. “Come on Kitten, we need to talk about what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, and i don’t want you standing the whole time.” You slowly walked over and began to say on his lap before he adjusted you so you both were in comfortable positions. “Do you wanna bring it up or should i?” David said while stroking your waist. You were silent for a moment before you shrugged. David sighed at your behavior, He and the boys hated when you became closed off. “Well it looks like we haven’t been treating you that well, so you’ve been avoiding us sweetheart.” You looked down before speaking. “I haven’t been avoiding you, i’ve just been busy.” David gave your waist a squeeze which was pretty much a warning to stop lying to them. “Busy? With your new friends? You’ve barely spoken to us, and when we try to go to you, you push us away!” Paul said defensively. Your head shoots up and your eyebrows furrow at this. “I have been pushing you away because you guys have been doing that to me! It’s like we aren’t even together half of the time because you are always spending time with that girl! Nicole, Natalie, I don’t care! You guys have been seriously acting like brats! So i’m sorry that i didn’t wanna loath in my bed all night while you guys have fun with your new toy!” You said while standing up from David’s lap and beginning to walk away. This caused the boys to panic, thinking you were leaving them for good. “Wait! Where are you going babe?” Marko said while catching up to you. “Outside. I need a breather.” You said while walking out of the cave and walking down towards the beach.

The boys turned to Paul before Marko spoke up. “Nice going man, now they’re even more pissed at us.” Marko said while punching Paul’s arm. Paul winced and began pouting. “I’m sorry! I don’t even know why i said that to them. I’m such an idiot.” Paul said while rubbing his hands down his face. “Yeah, You are.” Marko retorted, which caused the blonde to pout even more. “You aren’t supposed to agree!”

You were walking away from the cave and sat on the sand by the cliff. Taking deep breaths you tried really hard to calm down. You hated arguments, especially with the boys, you just wanted everything to be okay between you guys. Sighing you began closing your eyes and enjoying the quiet. Your little moment of peace was interrupted by the sound of boots hitting the sand. Sighing you opened your eyes and looked up at the boys from your place on the sand. Paul walked up from the group and closer to you with his head held low. “I’m really sorry babe, I don’t know why I acted like that. I’ve just been so upset because i really miss you. I shouldn’t have lashed out at you, that was a messed up thing for me to do.” You got up and held you arms out for the boy who instantly rushed into them and hugged you like you would vanish if he let go. “It’s fine, i think we’ve all been kinda upset recently.” You said while putting your head in the crook of his neck. You and Paul were silent for a bit, basking in the comfort of each other. Before you looked up at the rest of the boys and nudged your head to let them know it was out to join. Which they all did instantly. You stayed there for a sec in your group hug before you all let go. Even when you pulled away Paul still had a death grip on your hand. Due to how distant you all have been, the boy got needy and was in desperate need of your attention.

You all soon began making your way back to the cave. It was silent, but it wasn’t bad - it was more like a comfortable silence between the group. Paul led you to your nest, and soon you and your boys were in a cuddle pile. Arms and legs sprawled all over, and the feeling of being pressed against your boys was enough to lull you to sleep. Your breathing was heavy and you looked like an angel to your boys. They regretted making you upset, so that night they all decided that they wouldn’t ever allow tonight’s events to repeat, because they were truly and utterly yours.

A/N: guys this took me so long to make because i’ve been so out of it these past couple of weeks, but it’s now summer so i should get to writing more !!

#poly!lost boys #poly!lost boys x reader #the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys headcanon #the lost boys imagines #the lost boys x reader

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vampsquerade · 2 years

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got one of my last requests from @psychiccollectivestarfish c: i tried to go a different route for the enemies to lovers thing and the ending is kinda rushed and for that i do apologize. i hope you like it tho! thanks for requesting ^-^ i also think i might make a sequel to this sometime that’s a bit more fluffy (sorry for not uploading it yesterday ya boi is a bit overwhelmed rn)

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Maverick x Female!Reader: The Phantom’s Love

Trigger Warnings: angst with a happy ending, eventual fluff, mentions of murder (reader accused), mercenary work, enemies to lovers, physical altercations, broken limbs, sedation, previously unrequited love, emotional venting

Erik Thorn, known by his new call sign Maverick, was your biggest enemy. He had been chasing you for years, and just when you thought you had escaped, he found you again. It’s like the man was a phantom; always on your trail but never visible until the last second. You’d gone AWOL at some point, because you had been accused of a murder you didn’t commit. And you only ran away because you knew exactly who it was that did it long ago, but they had gotten rid of themselves before you could even say it was them. Now you were constantly on the run as a mercenary for hire, taking jobs to assassinate people who posed a threat to those who cannot protect themselves.

It was unknown to you too, whether or not you were also acquitted of the crime you did not commit. All you knew was that you needed to run.

Quickly trying to pack your things to leave once you found out that Erik was in the area, you scramble across the house. You apologize for having to leave immediately after your work was done, but the people that housed you were more than happy that you even took the job. “It’s nothing. Look, hold onto the payment for me. My own phantom has caught up with me and I have to go. I’ll be back in a few months. I know you didn’t have enough now but you can save what you have until I come back. Take care of each other.” you say. “We will. Thank you for your work. There’s a hidden path just behind our home; take it and run away.” the man of the house said.

You give him a nod, bidding him a farewell in his native tongue as you zipped up your bags. You pull your balaclava and ballistic mask over your face and quickly exit the house. It was nightfall already, but you knew damn well that wouldn’t matter to Erik. And you were right, because once you reached the hidden path the man had told you about, Erik was standing right there. “Leaving so soon?” he sneered, staring at you intensely. “Get the fuck out of my way Erik. I’m done with you, and everyone that’s ever accused me of something I didn’t do.” you say. “Maybe if you just stopped running and came with me, it would be all over. I could tell you about everything that happened after you ran away.” he said.

You simply glare at him, and he chuckled once he saw your eyes narrowed. “You know exactly what’s gonna happen if I go.” you say. “It’s not going to.” Erik said coldly. “And how do you know, hm?” you ask, dropping your bag to the floor. “Because before I disappeared, I got you acquitted,” he said. Your eyes now widened, heart beating fast in your chest and thundering in your ears. “You ran off before you could even go to trial. I worked so hard to get it. And then I vanished, but the entire time, I was keeping tabs on you. All the evidence I gathered for the murder of your colleague never amounted to anything against you.” he continued.

You get into a defensive position, one Erik knew all too well, and he sighed. “I knew that wasn’t gonna work.” he said. Erik got into a defensive position as well and for just a moment, the two of you stared at each other. The moon was shining brightly on the two of you, highlighting the best of Erik’s features. His nose, albeit different from most you had seen, was his most prominent feature. The way his scruffy little facial hair fit his face was perfect, and his blue eyes shimmered like the stars in the sky.

You hated that he was this fucking pretty.

Finally breaking the slight standoff, you throw a punch at him, only for him to dodge it and kick at your legs. He managed to actually kick you hard enough to nearly dislocate your knee and you growled softly at this. You kick at him this time and Erik takes this as a chance to grab your leg, twisting it hard enough to break your ankle and make it so you wouldn’t be able to walk. You cry out, managing to get out of his grasp but the moment your foot hit the ground, your now broken ankle folded and you collapsed. Attempting to crawl away, you drag yourself using the strength of your elbows, but Erik wasn’t going to let you get away.

Erik sat on your back and pinned you down. “I didn’t want it to come to this, but you’ve left me no choice. Y/N L/N, callsign Y/C, you are now in custody of Team Rainbow.” he said. There’s then a prick at your neck, and you feel your body beginning to heat up a bit too much. “What…the fuck did you just do to me..?” you ask, speech slurred. “You’ll find out soon,” he spat. Venom laced his voice, and it was the first time you had ever heard such malice in his voice. “Now sleep.”

And that was the last thing you heard.

Months would then come to pass after your detainment, and once you were acquitted for going AWOL, you were then set free. Packing your things up, ready to leave once more and head back to the family that still owes you money, you’re then stopped by Erik. “Already leaving?” he asked. “I’d rather be away from you. You’ve been nothing but a pain in my fucking as for years, especially now.” you seethe, continuing to pack. “Will you at least let me talk to you?” he asked again. His voice sounded desperate, and it made you stop all your actions. “What do you have to say then?” you ask. “You know I still love you, right? I’ve never let go of the feelings I confessed to you long ago. You were the first person I had ever cared about romantically, and you’ve only ever hated me. What did I do wrong?”

Your body tensed and you wince softly at the words that exited his mouth. When the two of you first met, there was a sudden spark between the two of you, but once you were accused of murder, you ran away and nothing ever came of it. And once you found out that Erik was chasing you to take you back, you grew to hate him. He was an inconvenience, but you couldn’t help but have some feelings for him.

It felt wrong to be in love with Erik.

The tension between the both of you became thicker than it had ever been. Suddenly, Erik grabbed you and turned you around, bringing your body right up against his. You gasp, looking up at his eyes. There’s a deep sorrow within them, possibly mixed in with some of the things he had seen back at his time in Kabul, and it just made you feel even worse for being so in love with him. “Say something…please…” Erik whispered. “I can’t…” you whisper back. “Yes you can…just tell me…” he whispered, lips now ghosting over yours. “I hate that I love you so fucking much…you were the only person in my life that gave a shit about me and I pushed you away…” you mumble.

Erik’s eyes softened a bit, and he gave you a chaste kiss. “We can fix this, right..? I…I want something with you…” he mumbled. You give him a nod, and he gives you a smile. “Good…but please come back this time, we need you here at Rainbow.” he said. “Oh come on, I’m just some mercenary for hire. You guys don’t need me.” you say. “On the contrary. Harry’s been discussing keeping you with us to keep you safe. We know you’ve got problems with dangerous people.” Erik said. “Well…I guess I’ll come back then. Promise this isn’t a ploy to get me killed and or go to prison?” you ask. “Trust me. That’s not going to happen. Not for as long as I’m alive.”

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TCL 2x03 recap

Oh boy these just keep getting longer lol. So many thoughts about 2x03 (and especially Armony, of course) under the cut.

Also, while I know a tiny bit about the direction of this season, I'm doing my best to stay as spoiler free as I can, so any discussion about future eps or plotlines in this recap are purely just my own speculation.

Oh god Thony holding Luca and crying as she explains again that Marco isn’t coming back… sure, show, just completely crush my heart, it’s not like I needed it anyway or anything

Fi and Arman should have a mop-breaking competition lol

Ughh all these ladies supporting each other and having fun together, this is what it’s all about! We so rarely get to see Thony truly smile (the Reloj dance scene was one of the very notable occasions…) so it’s so nice then it happens. Also Fi and Thony (Or maybe Martha and Elodie?) seem to have this little shoulder shrugging dance move they do (it was the same in 1x01) and I love it??

Arman and Robert both run clubs in Vegas and have never met before? Clearly one or both of them must have been working hard to avoid it… Also man if I didn’t hate Robert already for how he treated Thony, I would have started to dislike him by now purely because of how tense he makes my boy Arman lol. The imagery of them facing each other from opposite sides with Nadia in between was a nice touch tho

Ugh so much to love about this scene. Thony getting to use her doctor skills, Fi absolutely annihilating Alonzo, Thony being all proud of her sis and having her back, the ladies all sticking together, and of course, “Chop chop, Alonzo” :P

Poor Fi panicking after realising that she really can’t go back and that she is now responsible for the others who quit with her, but Thony is all cool and ‘we got this’-- lbr she’s known that they’ve been heading towards this for a while. Also her telling Vinny off was kind of hot– and he probably agrees! Let's face it, he probably has a thing for Thony lol (but then again who doesn’t???)

Oh wow they’re really selling off everything? I’m intrigued by the ring– @enigmaticfox suggested that it might have been the first big gift he bought for her after they ‘made it’ and became able to live the life they wanted to live, and so it was a symbol of that dream being achieved? Also while I actually prefer when the show doesn’t give us subtitles, I’m definitely over here side-eyeing the very clear decision that the writers made to a) make sure we knew that Nadia told him she loved him, and b), not to have him say it back to her…. (of course he does love her, but I’m just saying, there was definitely a narrative choice made there)

Excuse me but Arman has no right to be this hot?? The image of him standing in the doorway in that black tshirt, all cool and confident as he casually threatens Garrett’s life is going to live in my head rent free for approximately forever lol. “All I need is one” oh lord help me

Poor Thony can’t catch a break when it comes to Luca lol. But oh man medical scenes in tv are the worst, like nope that’s not what meds you’d use, that’s not how you pronounce that word, that’s not how you do that… there’s definitely a reason why I can’t watch hospital shows lol. But anyway I love the repeated commentary about how broken the US medical system is; this show definitely isn’t shy about getting its message across

Ngl, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about the kind of reunion scene that these two would likely have, and while the scene I’d been wishing they could have was quite different (I’ll fic it one day lol; it involves significantly more hugging haha) this actually was quite close to what I expected they would have– a lot of staring at each other and speaking in soft voices, but held back from anything more by the situation they’re in. And while the scene is simple and brief, honestly I think there’s a lot to like about it? Like the way their voices sound when they greet each other– it’s not the ‘oh hey I wasn’t expecting to see you’ kind of surprised tone that someone uses when they run into a friend unexpectedly, but more of a ‘I’ve been hoping to see you so badly and now you’re suddenly here in front of me and I don’t know what to say’. I love the tiny little pause after she says hey where they just stare at each other– it’s short, but still just long enough to be noticeable, just like the distance they’re standing at is just a little closer than what even most friends would– the magnetism is definitely real here, kids. Also something this scene made me realise is that Thony often crosses her arms when she and Arman are standing close to each other, but there’s nothing defensive or uncomfortable in it; I may be going off the fangirl rails here but I feel like the habit formed because she always wants to reach out to him but can’t let herself. But anyhow he makes it clear to her that despite already having plans, he will put them aside for her if she wants him to, and ugh when she agrees to the drink he immediately reaches for her, like he can’t keep himself from touching her any longer?? And then his hand just… lingers? Like okay, to touch her back for a moment as they turn would absolutely make sense, it’s a totally normal and common ‘come this way’ gesture. But instead he just keeps it there, keeping them connected as they walk into his club together in full view of any patrons and staff, all but claiming her as someone of significance to him. I also love her “You look-” (slight pause) “-better” lol, like she was almost about to say “You look good” and then decided that that would be a little too close to the truth of what she was thinking lol. It’s also interesting that in that moment, with her there beside him and his hand on her back, it’s the most at ease he’s looked all episode; while she looks like she’s practically holding her breath lol, like his touch and proximity is sending her nerves haywire. Or maybe that’s just me making shit up again! But either way, I loved this scene, even if it was a short and subtle moment. Couldn’t help but chuckle at him telling her he feels free though; between his debt to Robert and his obligation to Nadia, he’s practically as trapped as he was in prison. But I guess that for this one brief moment with Thony there beside him, he can forget about all of that :P

Ngl I love that they sat down and had a drink together in the bar, rather than going to his office– like being alone together would be too much of a temptation, too hard to keep the distance they need to keep, so they simply avoid it. She’s not long lost her husband, and he’s trying to save his wife from being condemned to a life of barely scraping by, and they’re both all too aware of it, and so each is holding back on behalf of the other. Also there’s just something about how the act of drinking involves hands and lips and ugh idk man, it feels like a bit of a proxy kind of thing to me rn lol. I will say that I need the show to stop chopping out chunks of their interactions though– seriously, stop leaving gaps that I feel compelled to fill, dammit-- but I assume he asked her how she was doing after the funeral etc, and maybe she even tactfully mentioned hearing about Hayak and asked how he was doing? And then of course he asks about Luca, and the moment she says she needs help you can immediately see that he’s going to give it, no matter what it involves. The man may be a big bad mobster but he’s also the world’s biggest simp when it comes to Thony haha. I honestly love that over the course of S1, she became more and more comfortable with going to him for help, as he steadily proved to her that she could rely on him and that he’d be there for her when she needed it. I also love how she pauses and puts down her drink when he mentions the military supplier, then asks him outright about the guns– she’s never been shy about calling him out on his shit, even when they barely knew each other and she was definitely stepping over a line– but this feels different, like she has a right to question his actions, like his decisions now involve her too. While early S1 Arman would have brushed her off, and late S1 Arman might have reassured her he knew what he was doing and that she should just trust him, this Arman immediately lays it all out for her, being completely honest about the situation he’s in and why he has to do what he’s doing, because it’s clearly important to him that she understands. And he makes it clear that he needs the money to be free of Robert, but honestly there might be another unspoken truth there too– that without the money, he can’t be free of Nadia, either. He has too much honour to abandon her to fend for herself, so if they lose everything he’ll stick with her no matter what, because he cares about her and it’s the right thing to do. And then ugh his face as Thony offers him up a solution for escaping his debt– a partnership, with her– but he’s afraid to take it. It’d mean venturing into the unknown, taking a gamble that could fail and leave him with nothing, and hmmmm I wonder if this is making him think of any other kind of risky venture involving Thony that he desperately wants to take?? There’s for sure some layers going on here, man. But anyhow ugh I gotta stop here because otherwise i will just rewatch this scene all night lol

Some random notes about the bar set, though: I don’t like the red lighting, reminds me too much of Robert’s place. Also I was sure those booths must be a new addition to the set but no they’ve been there all along (I checked 1x03 lol). And lastly why would they have the doors to the kitchen open when there’s clearly customers in the club?? These are the things I obsess about lol

Fi having trouble finding customers for their business makes me stressed, but ugh I loved seeing her grinning at their sign on the van. This woman deserves the world. Also ngl I kind of enjoy Mr Motel Manager? He’s such a caricature lol, and I know he’ll be taken care of soon enough. Also “You have until the end of the week” is very vague– end of the business week, or the weekend? What time?? How about you be more clear with your blackmailing, buddy??

Of course Thony tries to be logical about it– she’s spent enough time around criminals lately to have an idea of how their minds work– and I appreciate knowing that she actually did check for security cameras that night and didn’t just miss this big obvious camera that was pointed right at the four of them lol. But anyway she’s in a fresh shirt and she’s already going to pick up the meds that Arman managed to get for her– has it been a couple days, or is it literally just the next morning after their conversation?? I can imagine him working that fast for her. (Also did he text her or call her to tell her he got them? I need to know these things, show!) And lol at Fiona ordering her not to tell Arman about the blackmail; lbr we all know that talking to him about it was literally the first thing she was going to do. I’ve already said that I love that she goes to him about almost everything, but I really hope that this season we can see him needing her more, and her supporting him like he does for her. Based on some of the vague things said in interviews I think I might get that wish :P

Taking the matchbox was so unnecessary Garrett. You really can’t remember two words?? I like this other agent though, mostly because he has joined the ranks of the Garrett-draggers lol

Ugh poor Nadia trying to be all cool and tough for Arman’s benefit and then immediately dropping the act when he tells her how dire the situation really is. I am honestly really enjoying seeing more layers to her (even though liking her as a character makes my level of Armony shipping feel a little awkward haha) and I really do think they have a pretty amazing relationship. They have always had a different vibe to Armony– Armony is soulmate-level romantic, two people from vastly different lives who just fit each other and make each other better– whereas Arman and Nadia have always seemed more like bickering siblings, or comrades-in-arms. Their connection is based on a shared background, shared history, and shared drive; like Arman said, they both came from nothing and had dreams of becoming something, and for the last however many years, they have been a team in that goal. There’s absolutely love there, and attraction of course (how could there not be, they’re both smoking hot) and they would have likely remained together forever-- bickering and fighting and likely sleeping with other people, but also supporting each other and being each other’s person-- except then Arman met Thony, and it opened his eyes to the kind of connection he’d never even realised he could have. And yet, even so, he’s prepared to give up the very thing he wants so desperately– to give Thony up– because Nadia needs him, and he can’t abandon her, not like this. And honestly that choice will probably make Thony fall even more in love with him– bc seriously, imagine if he dropped Nadia right now (when their situation is so completely desperate) to try to be with Thony instead???? Thony would be like “nah man, I may be completely in love with you but I can’t be with someone who would turn his back on his family like that”. It would have been different if things were still as they were at the end of S1– if Arman had gotten safely out of jail with all the money still in their hands, then Nadia could have been given a sizeable chunk of it as well as the option to run part of the business, so she was still able to live the life she wanted to lead; if that had happened, then him leaving her to be with Thony would have actually been a genuine possibility. Still complicated and emotional and messy, but far more acceptable to all three of them than the situation they’re in now.

But anyway I’m getting distracted again. I’m honestly impressed that he said the medicine was for Thony, rather than hiding behind the idea that it’s for Luca, but I guess he feels he owes it to Nadia to be as honest as possible now, especially after her calling him out in the past for lying to her repeatedly about Thony. That’s growth, I guess? He doesn’t look like he’s enjoying it rn though haha. Gotta say I love this argument though– they both know that Thony has a hold on him, and hearing Nadia call her his cleaning lady rather than ‘a’ or ‘the’ cleaning lady was oddly satisfying. Ngl I was half expecting her to say something like ‘your little girlfriend’ or something instead though, and maybe that was where his mind went too, because he immediately countered by calling her out on her going to her ex boyfriend lol. (Oh so you equate your connection to Thony with Nadia’s connection to someone she was once in love with? Interesting, Arman, very interesting.) Anyway bit unfair of her to claim that it was just her that got him out of jail– literally, neither woman could have done it without the other, which kind of symbolises how important they both are in Arman’s life– but I’ll forgive her bc she’s having a rough couple of weeks lol. Tbh I’m glad he gave her a hug, though I’m even more glad that that wasn’t the moment that Thony arrived at the office lol. She doesn’t need to be reminded that she’s fallen for a man who [she thinks] she can never have.

Speaking of Thony’s arrival, though, I love that she doesn’t hold back around either of them now; she all but tells them to get their grubby mitts off the medicine, and shuts them down cold at the suggestion of selling street drugs. Hell, she even has Nadia moving out of her way as she packs up the meds. And lol at Arman caught in the middle, trying to balance both women’s agendas as he gets pressured by Nadia and berated by Thony hahaha. We all know who’s really calling the shots here, and it ain’t our boy. But oh wow Thony is 100% lying through her teeth about the regular medicines making as much profit as addictive street drugs– especially when her whole plan was to sell the medicines to people who couldn’t afford to get them in the US. She’d be having to sell HUGE numbers of those medicines to make a good profit, unless she wanted to charge poor immigrants through the nose for them (which, like I said, was the opposite to her plan), whereas the street value of Oxy or Xanax would be about $20 and $5 per pill respectively (it’s generally around $50 and $10 here, but I’m just making a rough guess of what it would be in USD lol). I can’t imagine that she doesn’t know this, which means she is taking the gamble that they’ll just take her word for it and follow her plan instead. And while they do seem to, I could definitely see Nadia and Arman actually going behind her back and secretly using their supply line to get and sell street drugs– because of the dire money situation they’re in– and then Thony later finds out (most likely right when she and Arman are getting closer again) and that betrayal temporarily drives a wedge between her and Arman. But who knows. What I do know is that I love the imagery of Arman standing in the middle of the two women who are almost like mirrors of each other– both with a hand on the hip, but with Nadia’s other hand on the desk and Thony’s on the box of meds. Ugh the symbolismmm. The fact that Arman is looking at Thony as he says ‘together’ is just fine by me too lol

Excuse me, how dare this scene just start with the two of them just standing together waiting for Bosco?? I’ve seen the clip on twitter of him getting out of the caddy and Thony watching him with literally the thirstiest look we’ve ever seen from her (same, girl, same) and now it turns out that they freakin cut it??? I feel robbed. I need to see that moment, just like I need to know what they were talking about while they were standing there waiting. (Again, stop making me want to fic it, goddammit). Also I would like to point out that Thony has her arms crossed again (and he’s fiddling with his sunglasses)-- it really is so hard for you two to not be allowed to touch each other, huh?

I would like to make it known right now that I love Bosco. I wasn’t sure about him in 1x06– he did put Thony in the back of the van, after all, but he also seemed serious when he promised Arman he would take care of her– but now i am definitely a fan. Firstly he got significantly hotter (phew, that haircut and that smile suit you, sir), but I also just love him teasing Arman about basically being whipped by Thony lol. I would say he’s absolutely right, but honestly, Thony doesn’t even need to do any whipping. Arman legit just throws himself at her feet without any prompting whatsoever haha. Also speaking of looking hot– holy shit, Arman in that black tshirt and jeans, grinning at his friend?? Help me jesus. And that low sound he makes as he waves off Bosco’s hand????? Poor Thony’s gonna get heatstroke at any moment, and not from the desert sun lol. I love that he makes sure to signal to her to come with him as they head for the van, not leaving her there wondering what she should do or to just trail along awkwardly behind them. And then he lets her take the lead with the meds, both him and Bosco treating her as the expert. I am so happy that my TV is good enough to see the brief little smile on his face at her reaction to seeing the meds for Luca, because oh my heartttt. And then he immediately thanks Bosco for making her happy his help lol. Ngl the fact that the riskiness of doing this under Sin Cara’s nose has already been mentioned twice makes me worry for Bosco though…. They better not kill my boy Bosco just as I got attached to him lol

Oh Vinny for sure has the hots for Thony lol. And very understandable when she’s being all badass businesswoman/doctor like this lol. I still can’t see the clinic as being particularly lucrative, but I love that she’s doing it. Also I know I say this like every week but damn this soundtrack is good??

Yikes, like I said, not lucrative enough. 58k short even after selling thousands of dollars worth of jewellery and a car or two? What the hell will they do for next week’s payment, sell a kidney each? (Or some street drugs, maybe….?). Also definitely intrigued by the way Nadia was staring at thony– what ideas is she cooking up in that gorgeous head? (again, street drugs? lol) Also having her standing directly between Thony and Arman in the shot… more symbolism, or?

From one money counter to another. I love that Thony kept aside the 10k for Fi, and let’s be fair, handing it over wouldn’t have solved Arman’s problem, so I think it’s valid for her to be like ‘he’ll figure it out’ lol. He has Nadia to work as a team with; she has Fi. They both have to be loyal to their team right now. And sigh Thony again tries to be smart about it but Fi won’t listen, and you can see that Thony has simply decided to just support Fi no matter what, even if it’s not the best way to handle it. She’s slowly learning that she has to give up a bit of control now and then and just be there for the people who need her, even if she disagrees with them. How's that for character growth.

I wonder if these women ever think about how weird their life has gotten, considering they have a mob boss on speed dial and an FBI agent who is starting to become a regular visitor at their door lol. I did suspect Garrett might bring in Thony to help him with Maya, but ugh I don’t like that he knows about Fi getting out the money. Good thing the dude has zero issue with rule breaking– for a man who claims to be on the side of the law, he sure ignores it a lot of the time. Which lbr is very fortunate for Thony, so I’m cool with it lol (ngl, getting real over his deportation threats though)

I find it like unreasonably irritating that the sign for The Clergy uses a cross to represent both an H and an L lol. I am now reading it as The Chergy haha. Also damn I was pumped to see Thony in goth wear, but ah well, I’m still into this outfit (undoubtedly borrowed from Fi). I know we’re definitely going to see Thony more dressed up at some point in this season, and the important thing is Arman being there to see it haha, so I guess we can skip it for now. Also ngl the concept of bathroom attendants makes me so uncomfortable but damn that was a genius move on her part, and I love that she canonically has the most sensibly stocked handbag ever lol

Ugh I feel for my boy Arman, this shit with Robert is clearly killing him. And then to be forced to basically be Robert’s errand boy? Must feel like he’s fallen a long way, almost right back to where he started. I liked Nadia reaching for his hand, checking in with him, but ngl it was satisfying to see him kind of brush it off haha

Wait what room is this?? An ensuite off of Fi’s room? This is truly an excessive amount of mirrors (and sinks!) lol

I so badly want Thony to get hit on by at least one woman in this bar lol. (It’s been far too long since her blatant popularity at Nadia’s party in 1x01 lol). But I guess I’ll have to content myself with the fact that she and Maya have more chemistry in this bathroom scene than either woman has had in any scene with Garrett hahaha. But oh Thony you really fell for that old fake name trick? Lol. BUT OKAY HOLD UP. “Who sent you? Was it Kamdar?” Holy shit. Not Cortez, KAMDAR. I did not see that coming, and oh man everything just got real incestuous all of a sudden– so Garrett has asked Thony (a person of interest in his current case) to check on his ex, who is caught up with a drug ring (which was his old case), a ring which apparently involves Robert, who happens to be Nadia’s ex, and who has now forced Arman (and by extension, Thony) into doing business with him. Damn, that is one tangled web and I am honestly really excited about it?? Also oooh if Arman and Nadia do what I suspect and start selling street drugs, then Robert will be sure to find out and get pissed off, and that would be one way for Thony to find out about it. Man I would actually love to see that, as upsetting as the ensuing Armony fight would be. For now though I really hope that Thony mentions her suspicions about Kamdar to Arman, but given that that would require explaining the Garrett angle (and we all know how Arman responds whenever Garrett is mentioned haha) maybe she won’t. Speaking of Garrett, Maya’s line about him not sending people like Thony into places they shouldn’t be definitely gives a little insight into Maya’s own experience as a CI…

Ugh Arman really needs to tone down the sexy gangster vibe a little, that leather jacket makes it very hard for me to focus. Also the “Are you seriously going to hit an old man?” and “I’ve done worse”-- okay I immediately want to hear about every single instance of those worse things lol. For… reasons. Gotta hand it to this incredibly vanilla-looking son though lol, not only did he manage to sneak up on Arman (that’s a bit of a stretch tbh) but he legit took him on with a tennis racquet?? I kind of respect that haha. And ngl I enjoy how swiftly and perfunctorily Arman neutralises him, like this is just another day in the office. Just saying though, that oxygen tubing would have for sure snapped under that kind of strain lol. It is not exactly designed to be hardy stuff. But ugh the look on Arman’s face as the son runs to get the money, my poor boy hates having to do this :(

They really highlighted the ‘you are on camera’ sign in this motel office lol. Which means thony was on camera when she went in there that night, and now Fi is on camera too… and a lot of other people, apparently? lol. Also other than being a creepy perv, the amount of animal heads on the walls also immediately makes me like this guy even less…

Okay Nadia being really into football is very hot haha. And oooh I love that as Arman walked in with the money, hating what he’d been forced to do, he would have seen Nadia and Robert smiling and sharing a drink at the bar. No wonder he threw the money down like that and practically dragged her out of there haha, like he didn't give up his closeness with Thony just for Nadia to cozy up with Robert!

Oh Fiona. If there was an award for making bad decisions, you’d definitely be in the running lol. And oh the naivete of thinking he’d delete the video… and of trying to threaten him with going to the cops about him filming customers, when that very footage would get Chris caught for Marco’s manslaughter? Oh honey. The physical struggle was hard to watch but omg that crack over the head and that scream?? Comedy gold haha. Poor woman just cannot catch a break lately (nor can any of our faves, tbh.) And now I guess we wait for next week to see if he’s actually dead (if so, wow, the felonies just keep piling up for this family lol) or if she just caused him to have a very impromptu nap lol. Either way, can't wait to see Arman come and rescue her and earn some points as her future brother in law lol

#The Cleaning Lady #Armony #TCL recaps #oh lord what have I done

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thegreenmetblue · 2 years

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the heart wants what it wants

When peter got that e-mail saying he was invited to an engagement party, he didn’t imagine it would be from the man he’s been having an affair for 5 months.

yayy! i finally translated a second fic i wrote like two years ago djkdkdk its a short one, around 10k but im glad im finally done translating it 😋 i hope yall will enjoyyy

Peter has been staring at Tony and Pepper for almost 15 minutes now. He’s been there for… 15 minutes and he’s already asking himself why the fuck did he come. Tony and Pepper invited him. Of fucking course Pepper was gonna invite him but Tony… Tony should have pretexted something. Anything. He could have told Pepper that the boy had a school trip this week, or any damn lie he could have found. But no, and instead, the billionaire sent him an invitation to their engagement party through mail, saying that’d make him happy to see Peter there. Happy. What in the world would make Tony happy about Peter being there ? In 15 minutes, Peter just got Tony waving at him with his glass of champagne when he got there. And nothing more. Did he even think about Peter ? Did he even told himself, even once, that the boy would feel so freaking broken ?

So Peter’s just there, staring at Tony who’s talking with his fiancee. Those words echo in his head and crush his poor heart. His fiancee. The worst thing about all of this is that Peter learned it in that damn mail. Tony didn’t even had the courage to tell him face to face. So the boy came, but he already knows he’s not gonna stay.

His eyes are tied up to the man. And even if he’s mad at him, even if he’s completely crushed, he can’t help his breath stoppping while looking at Tony. He’s just so gorgeous… And it’s not fair. Because he’s sure that Pepper doesn’t love him as much as Peter does. Tony and him… He doesn’t know what they are, but they are something. And he knew Tony would do anything to deny it, to prove Peter nothing will ever really happen anymore, but he didn’t think the man would go this far, that he would marry Pepper…

Peter’s heart skips a beat when he sees the blonde woman pointing him to Tony. Shit. They’re coming here.

Pepper looks happy, Tony looks stranded and Peter just wanna run away. ”Peter, hi!”, Pepper says as Peter tries not to wince too much.

“Hi, Ms. Potts, Mr. Stark.”, he answers, being very careful not to call Pepper Ms. Stark.

“Kid.”, Tony greats him, avoiding directly looking at him. Kid. Peter wishes Tony would choke on that nickname.

“How are you ?”, the blonde woman asks him, a faint motherly smile on her face. Peter would almost feel bad for her. He doesn’t deserve this, but neither does she. But… It’s still her the lucky one tho get Tony Stark at the end of the day.

“Im fine, thanks. What about you ? Are you two excited ?”, the boy asks. Pepper answers but Peter isn’t listening because Tony is finally looking at him. And Peter looses himself in those gorgeous eyes. Peter always loses himself in those gorgeous eyes. “Did Tony help you with the dress part ?”

Peter’s head turns to the blonde woman again. She’s pretty. He must look like nothing compared to her… His eyebrows frown when Pepper’s question finally echoes in his head. “Uh no. It was Ben’s…”

In mirror with Pepper, he turns his head towards the billionaire. “Didn’t you tell me you were taking care of that part ?”, she asks and Peter sees Tony sighing and closing his eyes. Tony has been avoiding him for almost two months now. It’s surely not him who would have helped him choosing a suit for tonight.

“Yup, I did but wearing his uncle’s was more symbolic, right Pete ?”, Tony says with a serene smile. Peter asks himself how the man can lie like that. And more importantly, how can he sleep at nights. He isn’t even looking at the boy, he’s so already sure that Peter is gonna walk in his lie. But Peter’s hurt that Tony didn’t help him. He’s hurt that Tony has been ignoring him for way too long because he wasn’t able to face him. And he’s crushed by the fact the man is marrying Pepper.

“Actually, I don’t really remember you offering your help on this one, Sir.”, he answers, a bit insolent. Tony’s eyes lock hardly on him. Pepper stares at him, then stares Peter and sighs. “Im sorry, he was supposed to. But you wear that one perfectly well, Peter. Im sure your uncle’d think so too.”, she apologizes, putting her hand on Tony’s waist. Peter’s eyes follow the blonde’s hand and chokes.

“That’s… That’s okay, Im happy to wear Ben’s suit. Especially for an event like this. I guess that’s not every day that Tony Stark and Pepper Potts get engaged, right ?”, he chuckles with a fake smile. He’s doing too much. But maybe doing too much is better than letting the two of them see how he really feels.

“Uh Pep, I forgot to tell you, but that hot redhair one were looking for you.”, Tony finally informs and Peter’s heart skips a beat. He knew that was coming.

“Oh okay. You sure you alright, you seem tense ?”

Peter wants to laugh. This whole situation is so fucked up. Tony nods and pretexts something about being tired from having worked too late in the lab yesterday night. Sure.

Pepper looks at him, not surprised but a bit annoyed. “Of course you were, where else.”, she grumbles, probably more for herself than for Tony. “Gonna search for Rose. See you two later.”, she adds before getting away. Peter pretends to look at her leaving, cause he knows Tony’s eyes are on him again.

“Can we have a word, please ?”, Tony asks. asks… as if Peter could refuse.

“Oh so now you’re talking to me again ?”, the boy bites and he wished he sounded more angry and less hurt.

“Peter…”, Tony whispers and Peter sighs in defeat. He really doesn’t have a choice anyway. “What you wanna talk about, Sir ?”

“Not here, just follow me okay ?” Peter follows Tony god-only-knows-where. He can already picture his heart being crushed in million pieces at the end of that party.

continue to ao3

#starker fic #leah writes sometimes #the heart wants what it wants #starker

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hats-off-to-nyx · 3 months

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So many things that I wish you knew But the story of us might be ending soon

Or did it even start tho?

Fck another Taylor Swift song to another boy

You might think I’m pathetic, but this is who I am. Pathetic, cringe, OA. You can call it anything but this is how I feel.

Before you, this guy had my heart. I thought it would take time till I'd finally move on.

But hell no! You came in like a fcking hurricane

Let’s say you were Travis Kelce, he was Joe Alwyn

The only difference between me and Tay is. She got the boys. I didn’t… lolol

J was who I thought would take time. Fcking dedicated almost half of Taylor Swift’s discography to him

He was my Cornelia Street

The whole city screamed his name

I thought he was the kind of heartbreak time could never mend

But fuck, you came in like a Maserati Mc 20 running 600 miles per hour

This story was not magical in a way I romanticized

Our story didn’t even start like the usual things I had

You had someone

You weren’t the 1st one that caught my attention

Both of us were strangers trying to survive what we call life

It was your second company, your second rodeo. It was my 1st

I had my own circle. You had yours

Basically, we're just workmates. Nothing more, nothing less

That was until one August night

We were on a trip

It wasn’t my circle, I just came to get a free ride and some drinks. Wasn’t really fitting in, but there were drinks xD hahaha

Unknowingly, while the crowd was having a world of their own, you sat next to me

I was drinking my fill, you were tending the fire

I really don’t remember how we got to that point, all that was stuck in my mind. Was the darkness, the warmth of the fire, the dazzle of the stars, and us talking deeply about things I worry about

And how you, somehow, eased that up

Didn’t know I had fallen already

Then that moment ended, it was bound to end anyway. You had someone.

So I kept it that way

However, this job was tough. It’s like a reality show, where it’s the survival of the fittest

We were dropping like flies

You guys were the only ones left, my circle was gone. But somehow a new circle was formed, it included us

I’d have my occasional meltdowns, you’d pop in to console me

Fooling around, funny similes. Jokes that only we can understand

But those jokes… they were a little bit naughty if I do say so myself.

Screw “little bit”, we both were green-minded (listen carefully you’ll hear me chuckle)

But somehow those jokes got a little out of hand

Somehow it took a toll on our feelings, my feelings

One day, you gave me some news. You’ve broken up with the girl you were seeing.

I wasn’t so sure of what I felt. I wasn’t happy, but certainly wasn’t sad either. I was somehow relieved. Fuck why?

I shouldn’t be

5 years you were with her, you gave your entire heart? Who am I to fight that?

But somehow, after that, we’ve gotten closer

What are you really feeling? There are so many walls, I can’t break through. Everything was so new to me, I don't know how to take it

But now, I want it to stop

Everything is so blurry. I need to be reassured

I don’t want to look desperate to you

When these jokes started, it was clear to both of us, we were just playing, but as time goes by, these jokes, these banter.

We were just fooling around, right?

Cause I don’t see the line anymore.

I'm dying to know

Is it killing you like it's killing me?

I don’t know

All I know is there are so many things that I wish you knew

But this story of us just might need to end soon

#love letters #taylor swift #again #feelings

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imfirequeen · 1 year

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*sits cutely* so who's elis and why's he such a comfort character

Good god this is about to be a roller coaster

Ima start with the second part my brain cannot register and when I asked Raine he said it’s a comment not a question? So I’ll just say thank

So *elis* uhhh tw warning for abuse death suicide mention

Elis is an oc I initially made to well die, Raine (gotta love how this guy keeps poppin up amiright? Lol) on the other hand, had different plans and got attached to the dumb fuck and asked me to not kill him off, so I sat on it and before I knew it man’s a comfort character.

Well, this idiot grew up violently abused by his mom and neglected from his father.

Around when this fucker turned 17 some guys thought it would be funny to rough you the weird kid bc why not? Yea well it got too aggressive and Elis ended up fighting to live, and to the un being known to the muggers, Eli’s has an ability to spawn many and any weapons. Which at the time he could not control and kinda just appeared when he was terrified. He ended up killing them. In the shock of it it’s like a switch clicked in his head, that he didn’t have to keep taking hits. He could make them stop for good. After sitting a good while with his good friend Joey (Raines oc) he got up and left, he killed his parents. He hates himself violently for everything he’s done but he’s decided if he’s gonna be alive, and of course u kill a murderer there’s still the same amount of murderers, so he made it his mission to kill as many bad people he could. He didn’t go on a whim, he always made sure there was proof these bastards were guilty. In this process he met Zoey who was pretending to be a victim to one of Eli’s’ targets (her target too) and, oh boy did she lOVE to abuse his emotions, putting nooses around his neck and yanking him around. She always got her way with him and convinced him they were in the same side!!! He believed her. He thought she was the same as him, wanted to make sure no one would get hurt and be broken, like him, like her he thought! Didn’t even realize the emotional and physical abuse she was putting him through bc of how well she convinced him she’s on his side or it’s “fun.” Well while dealing with that Elis finally found karmin, karmin was a victim to one of Elis’ targets tho, when Elis got there it wasn’t what he expected. The target was already dead?! Yep karmin managed to kill a guy in self defense. Elis could tell karmin wasn’t doing too hot, and that he wasn’t like him or Zoey. He took karmin home hiding him from Zoey and started taking care of him, almost abandoned him at one point too, but couldn’t do it he’s too fragile after all. Well, Zoey knew where Elis lived of course and she was not happy to meet karmin. After all who the fuck was this to be playing with her toy?! She wasn’t having none of it and this was the day Elis finally saw zoeys true colors as he walked in on her trying to slam karmins face into a hot stove iron. He kicked her out even tho she tried to play innocent but Elis knew this wouldn’t be the end of her. He got involved with the police. 1940s ish (with extra bs bc brr funnie) cops aren’t what we have today so easy to get kinda sketchy Elis managed to make a deal with the cops to work for them with a pardon if he took down Zoey, bc she was pretty bad ngl. Ofc the cops thought he’d die in the process and ignored most of anything he was giving them on her. He ended up disappearing and the cops didn’t fucking notice but you know who did? And who ran in there screaming? Karmin. Karmin found a superior that gave a damn to help him and in the search they found Elis, burried alive! A moment longer he would have been dead. Elis Thought he was a lost cause so as a good bye, a last ily, had carved a k into his palm, (which is still there!) well Elis eventually got Zoey and had her put in a special unit, and changed stations. Now he has a new mix of people that either tolerate him or hate him! Oh did I mention he’s super flirty as a coping mechanism? Bc he is, but of course, Zoey broke free and now he has to constantly watch his back~

#lore #god fucking god #asks #tw: self harm #tw: violence #tw: abuse #tw: suicide mention #tw: death #this is slightly vague bc I don’t wanna go into all the details publicly #but this is the gist of Elis!

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muggycuphead · 2 years

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weird flex but ok i guess pt.12

War… Hold up, do we really need a warning for this one? Dunno, but however, watch out for slightly disturbing and kinda…disgusting imagery, trypophobic patterns, as well as ‘necrotic’ designs I made while having funky fever bc o h m y g o d do I get a little crazier every new quarantine day (and at this point it’s coming to be an usual thing for me, big sad). However, most are made no other than for the sole sake of satire, so y’know, no need to get your underwear in a twist

Friday Night Funkin’ BoyFriend’s Hood – Old comic thingy project pages

Ah yes, this old fellow

So this was supposed to be a comic version of BF’sH, subdivided in ARCs (initially 2, now being 3), this one specifically revolving around the first one, which I called ‘Past Present’ –haha funny wordplay go brr- which explained BF’s background story, how he moved to NewGrounds City (which was basically supposed to be like the animation world’s New York City and stuff, it’s been quite a long time since I made these pages so don’t expect me to give all the details with that much accuracy, thank u) and all that. Sadly, it didn’t go farther from 16 pages comic-wise and three GF-BF interaction events script-wise –character development pls-, but it doesn’t hurt posting these

…the pages, not the script, that might come off…later, somehow

Some pages were recently edited though, mostly for accuracy reasons…and because one of the dialogue lines were just…wut incarnate

Anyway, here’s the junk:

Page 1

Bro look at that landscape

Look at the sun

He lookin like he wanna smash the earth out of spite

Also, not gonna lie, that truck right there lookin good for my standards back then

And you might notice I was quite into experiencing with scenarios and stuff when I was making this, and tell you what, it was quite fun

Still though, that excited Lil B right there gives me life

Like- look at him

He’s a certified cinnamon roll in the making

…well, not really, but we’ll talk about that later

Still, he was the character version I enjoyed to draw most in there –and still do in sketchdumps BTW (GF was alright to draw but her hair was just- sdfghj ugh, but I’m getting a little out of hand with myself here so Imma cut the roll already woop-)

Page 2

Oml here comes the feeling of regret hhhh-

Like, the reason why I wrote Miss G as a ‘whimp’ here –physically speaking- was over the fact she’s a defective demon (you know, like in that superhero movie where one of the character was powerless due to their parents being both superheros and all that, although on this case it might have just been broken genetics, chromo mutation, etc. -you get the point aight?) but like my goodness, I just feel bad for putting her in such a ridiculous scenario like this

…but guess it’s not that bad considering they’re ‘average’ demon kids and they don’t know any better sooo…eh, let it be

And yeah, the fluffly shadowy kid there was slightly inspired on one of Adam Phillips’ characters (Bitey(?) of Brackenwood, that fawn-satyr guy that was basically an asshole, mostly knew about him during my research about Adam Phillips while I was writing the 2nd version of VB), just to keep in the NG theme

He’s not actually Bitey tho; more of a fan possibly, I dunno

Won’t tell what he called, though his name –alongside the other demon kid’s- is revealed further on, don’t worry

They’re both asses tho

Page 3

Hell ye got ur just dessert served right at your step boy, now gtfo and leave my demon homegirl alone thank u

And OH BOY they finally met, let’s see how it gets down for these two

BF’s been quite quiet during the first pages by the way, that’ll change on the next pages tho don’t worry

Also, remember when I took back my ‘BF is a cinnamon roll in the making’ statement from before?

Yeah, here’s the reason why

He a little rascal

Also also, this isn’t brought up anywhere in the story (I dunno about the script, didn’t do a full checkup lately whoops) but those water balloons were meant for something he and Broddy planned together secretly –can’t remember what it was exactly, but If anything, it was for the sake of the funny haha-

As for the slingshot, that’s just one of his favorite toys

And yeah he did break some windows back at the hood while playing with it

Page 4

Aaaa- This page is a personal favorite, not gonna lie

Like, the tender moment is real in this one, folks

And yes I did forget drawing background in the first panel, but I guess it was for the sake of focusing the viewer attention’s on the characters and midground rather than the aforesaid, y’know

Sorry for the confusing dialogue boxes in panel 2, I was basically going with my own comic writing rules back then (I was even doing the script while illustrating it, though I did write the lines aside before putting them in the panels for the sake of good placing…not for this one page however, but my memory’s kinda fuzzy about it sooo…guess it’s a meh on this case)

Not really into the ‘BF’s beeps are actually a language’ sort of thing anymore though (yes that last line means something, it’s in the next page), but I’ll let it fly for now as it’s not too eeh on this context (besides, he’s a kid here, so it’s double whatever from me)

Page 5

Real talk, GF in the first panel is basically everyone’s first reaction over BF just beeping while singing

Good thing I gave him self-consciousness about it in here, woo

Again, sorry for the floppy comic illustration –panel 1 to 4’s order specifically, was just trying to make a ‘crossed’ like panel organization, but guess it isn’t that functional when it comes to reading it –at least for someone that isn’t me, of course-

Also, fun fact about the name thing: Even though GirlFriend and BoyFriend are canonically called like that –which remains the same in BF’sH’s storyline, in my AT/AU’s case, they were given those names by mistake: Two illiterate nurse men in BF’s case (just downright dumbasses) and a half deaf demon-nurse woman in GF’s case (she had an starbuck’s employee level of name comprehension, nice)

Why didn’t their parents change their names afterwards then? Well, because 1) finding register offices in BF’s Hood is like looking for a pin in a straw-loft +where the cash at bro, and 2) The Dearests didn’t really care about it, and just…went with the flow I guess

I’ll keep the real names that were planned for them a secret for now(??, but just as a funny hint, they do share the same acronym letters from their actual names (BF, GF)

Page 6

Sissy truly got those maternal instincts flip-flopping on her

Can’t blame her though, Lil B used to be quite a piece of work to deal with back then (not like he wasn’t any better back in the hood, but you get what I’m saying alright), plus it’s New Grounds City during his bronze yeas (I think), shit’s was wild back then (I think x2) so yeah, careful around there, young man

…And here we go with the bapish thing again (yes I even gave it a name, don’t ask why I even bothered to-)

However, during those days when I wrote BF’s beepy lines, I did try to make them sound like the words he was actually saying in English so they would make some sort of “sense” and not sound like it was mere gibberish

Broddy do be looking kinda handsome there with the casual clothing and shit tho

Page 7

Ayooo we got into the edited pages now, let’s get it boysss-

I agree with GF, just shut yo bitch ass up, Stephano

Fun fact by the way, this was the first time I drew McBleep –essentially his debut- and not gonna lie, that accent I put on his dialogue is kind of funny,

Also, Stephano is GF’s half-brother/stepbrother in BF’sH, being from an ex-marriage of Daddy Dearest, and as you could tell, he clearly isn’t very loving towards GF…nor her mother even, he sometimes even blames her for being the reason Daddy D divorced his mother, though he did outgrow from that idea on the long run…the hate does remain just as fresh as the first day though, nothing can be done about that so…F in the chat for GF on that one

Also also, remember what I said about me originally using MizanPloz‘s concept for BF’s mom for BF’sH AND the wut incarnate dialogue line I mentioned all the way up in this post? Well, here’s the original panels that showcase that stuff, scanned just for the sake of having an archive of them (even if I was no longer okay with using BF mom’s design on my stuff, I wasn’t just gonna straight up erase the work, like c’mon; as for Daddy Dearest’s line...dunno, guess I didn’t want to just write it down here, but eh). And if you can make the maths down straight, I don’t think I’d need to explain why those drastic changes were made

And yes, I did accidentally tell the eyeglow on BF mom’s original design to go die (heck I didn’t even know she actually had those to begin with), guess it was mostly cuz I wanted her to look human and shit; you can bonk me over it I honestly don’t mind

Page 8

Another edited page woo

The second panel looked like this originally, heck I didn’t even get the icon right I’m internally laughing and crying what-

And yeah I’ll admit, this page is a little weird –the setting is kinda huh??? but whateva

Still, it was fun to mess around with the dialogue like that and try to mash it up in a ping-pong type of dynamic + the third panel is kinda funny to me for some reason now, maybe because of the perspective giving the impression of BF and GF looking at each other through their rooms and stuff, but that might be just me

Page 9

The angy sun is back, and he’s out for blood…I guess

Also, BF looks weird on the fourth panel strip what the heck-

By the way, moar cameooos broooo

Page 10

BF got quite the work enthusiasm there, folks

God bless that child heart of his, go catch the bag honey you got thissss

Also yeah I forgot to add shit to the last two panels, but in my defense, creativity machine broke on that behalf, if anyone wanna do a funny comment over it then be my guest I don’t mind

Page 11

…

Inhale

Exhale

Now I remember one of the other reasons I cut it with this comic

NG characters used as cameos got me off the wagon

Like, I thought it was a cool idea when I was doing the pages –since again, it’s for the sake of keeping it NG-related- but now…

…man

The mixed feelings are real by looking at this one

I do gotta give my past art some credit though, it doesn’t look too bad, and it came with a good intention so it gets a pass…a little, but it does

That biker character is from a drawing made by Sanoan on NewGrounds, here’s a link to it

And like I said on one of my earlier posts, no we don’t stand child exploitation on this house, y’all

If anything, BF just did little tasks here and there on the workshop, and when he went to do the big boy tasks, he was always under supervision, either his siblings’ or his dad’s –Broddy’s one in this case with the drill

Also, we got the name reveals!

Assel –the demon kid- and Brick –the satyr kid Bitey-lookin ass-

Though Brick’s only appearances remain on page 2 and 3 –poor guy, he’s just a bg character :(- Assel does have some plot-wise interaction in the long run, but that’s chatter for later, aight-

Page 12

newgrounds memes go bzzzz

Again, me and my NG cameoing trash, and we even got dialogue-wise interaction with it, Jesus Christ

I did try to keep it as neutral as possible, cuz –again- I barely knew about the character I put in there –besides the fact they were a demon- and I was just doing shit on the spot

…So yeah, more complicated feelings woo-

Still, here’s that demon darling’s original version, she was made by Cavitees on –also- Newgrounds, link to the drawing I took reference from

Also, another funny skit about balls breaking windows

But this time, we have a twist: SCHOOL PROPERTY WINDOWSsss

…though it’s a demon school so I doubt they’d care

Or maybe they would? I dunno, each to their own I guess

P.S. Sissy be looking thick right there tho

Page 13

GF pulled a Lionel Messi on those folks, lol

Too bad BF couldn’t do the Jordan throw tho, can we hit 10 reblogs for this poor fellow

Still though…

“Baskie”

Pft-

I dunno why but it sounds funny now that I think of it

Page 14

That demon chauffeur looks crinkly as hell, man

He looks like he could have been the dancing demons’ dad or something (or maybe he is, but I dunno)

Also, gotta love that dedication on McBleep, man

And yeah, BF does get his side of the money made during the day

Might not be a fat stack of cash, but hey, at least he won it with his effort

Also, another Lil Miss BG moment, just to please the canon wowowo-

Page 15

Vroom vroom nyoom

Also- oh damn I forgot to erase that…water thing whatever its name is out of the street

Like, initially my idea was to have the workshop next to the school so BF and GF could chat together nice and comfily, but THEN I ALSO remembered about that little funny event I implicitly mentioned a few posts ago

…the fire incident

But now that I make the maths it could be whatever either way, since y’know, again, it’s a demon school; it’d possibly go off as like a water leak or something, but it wouldn’t do much to it so yeah

Still, what the heckle

Page 16

For a demon child, Stephano really got some salt towards BF

And yes that Bruce guy is another halfsibling/stepsibling in GF’s family

Yes the name was added last minute because I was clueless at the time I wrote this page

Yes I took some inspiration from Beach Brother for him in the time I wrote this page, though he has his differences besides not being 100% biologically related to GF

No I don’t have an exact concept for his design

And no he doesn’t have bad blood towards GF, neither past or present (heck, he even accepts his mother was the actual bitch in the situation by leaving them with their dad and go wander off to heck-knows-where –which is, in fact, what actually happened)

So yeah, that’s pretty much it on that behalf

[T.B.C.]

#fnfau #friday night funkin'#au #alternate universe #alternative timeline #at #bfsh #stephano stfu no one cares about ur shit lol

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nymphiria · 2 years

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⤷ SHARING IS CARING!

— : sano manjiro, haitani ran, haitani rindou, sanzu haruchiyo, hitto kakucho, akashi takeomi, kokonoi hajime

☇ cw- gangbang, spit roasting, exhibitionism, possessive mikey, mom!reader, husband!mikey, backshots, filming, breeding kink, blowjobs, pregnancy fetish?, cucking if you squint, threats of violence

╰ synopsis: once bonten’s members got their eyes on you, they were desperate to have you for themselves. luckily, mikey sometimes knows how to share things — even his pretty wife.

based on this ask: here

“fuck, boss you joinin’ in?”

hushed grunts and pants filled the room as mikey sat quiet in a chair watching the spectacle in front of him. clothes scattered on the floor, tangled limbs, spectators on the sidelines. the room was engulfed in humid air from the obscene activities it hosted. a meeting room not the most ideal place for it, but they made due with what they had.

after all, his twins were right next door.

the day before, both of his sons ran to him all excited and nervous. when mikey finally made them spit it out, they asked him if you could take them to his work tomorrow. at first, it was an instant no. he was already hesitant about bringing you in let alone his two children. but once he saw the pouts on their faces, he finally caved and said yes. mikey was a sucker for his babies. if they asked for something, even if it was the most ridiculous request, they got it within the span of a day.

you were the exact same with your twin boys — eager to make them happy and see their smiling faces. that’s why when you showed up to bonten’s headquarters, you were dressed in an outfit that matched the ones your sons wore. the morning of the visit your sons begged you to match with them because “daddy has to know it’s us”. apparently, if you weren’t all matching then you wouldn’t be let into the office. extremely silly, yes, but at least the outfits were adorable.

that’s exactly what the upper echelon of bonten thought, too. of all the things they could’ve seen that tuesday morning, they definitely didn’t think they’d see their leader’s wife and kids dressed up so cutely. for them, it was a nice treat to see mikey’s family. at least when you three were around he was less likely to get upset at them.

the day went by very quickly — your twins playing so much with sanzu and rindou that they were knocked out on the office couch by 5 pm. they didn’t have a nap that day so both you and mikey knew they weren’t waking up any time soon. quiet conversations and jokes soon replaced the rowdy energy that once flooded the office space. while mikey and takeomi were busy speaking with each other about unknown affairs, ran leaned close into your ear with a shit-eating smirk on his face.

“so… did you wear that here just for us? i’m definitely not complaining.”

your face immediately burned up — head whipping towards where ran sat beside you and stammered out a, “n-no! the kids wanted to match today so i tho-”

“it’s okay, pretty. even if you don’t want to admit it, i know you wanted to doll yourself up just for the group. it’s adorable, really. wearing such a cute outfit for anyone but your husband? and it shows off every inch of you? shame, shame.”

the room, now void of conversation, was becoming both tense and heated at the same time. all the men in the room — including mikey — stopped speaking to listen to what ran oh-so loudly whispered to you. by know, you thought mikey would’ve intervened and corrected ran’s behavior, but he stared quietly waiting for you to respond. you were barely able to get a word out — the lascivious stares of the men surrounding you rendered you unable to do more than stammer out broken sentences.

hushed comments of “aw, she’s so cute when she’s shy!” and “do we make you nervous, baby?” were made — among many made by sanzu and the younger haitani. closer and closer they moved towards where you were seated, their eyes hungry and hands wanting to grope every inch of your soft body. before you could voice your hesitance, rindou was grabbing your chin softly and forcing you to look at him.

“i can tell you’re all nervous. don’t worry, sweetheart, we’ll help with that. just relax.”

relax. that’s funny. how could you possibly relax while being spit roasted by your husband’s executives? and with him watching, at that. one haitani down your throat and the other pounding you from behind — it was impossible to keep your brain from turning to mush at their harsh treatment.

“i think i’ll watch for now,” your husband muttered. “suit yourself,” ran moaned, his hand gripping your hair harder making you swallow him down further. the sheer tightness of your cunt around his cock made rindou feel like he was a fucking virgin. how could someone that had two children still have the tightest pussy he’s ever fucked? no clue. other than the brothers, the rest of the onlookers were definitely enjoying themselves despite not being physically involved.

takeomi was smoking and palming himself through his expensive slacks and sanzu was full on jerking himself to the sight of you. unlike them, kakucho watched in complete silence and kept his hands by his sides. though, the massive bulge in his pants gave away how much he was enjoying the show. hell, you even saw kokonoi filming the whole thing on his phone with a smirk on his face.

while you were observing the other bonten members, you failed to notice how ran’s hips began to stutter and his cock twitched in your mouth. letting out a deep groan, he shoved your head all the way down to the base and spat his thick cum down your throat. he stayed in your throat for only a few more moments before pulling out and ordering you to swallow. not long after were rindou’s thrusts growing sloppy — he was definitely about to cum.

“f-fuck, baby. gonna let me cum in this pussy? ‘m gonna make you a mommy… give you some little haitani’s.”

“rindou, if you cum in her i’ll put a bullet in your head.”

rindou didn’t even have to look up to know mikey’s hand was rested on the gun he kept with him. the soft click of the safety being turned off was enough for him to quickly pull himself out of you and jerk himself onto your back. hot seed spilled onto your back — the intensity of the orgasm rendering rindou exhausted. for the first time in two hours, mikey finally stood up from his chair. he cupped your cheeks in his hands and sweetly stroked your cheek.

“you did so good, baby. the boys will wake up soon and they’ll be wanting to go home. you’ll have to hurry up and take care of the rest of my men. okay?”

a weak nod from you and takeomi was getting up — undoing his belt and wrapping it around his wrist. something told you that you weren’t going to be able to walk later.

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lukeevangelista · 2 years

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first date - mark estapa

here is part 2! i felt like posting it early so surprise!!

the end will tell you who she chose

no conversation with the other one tho but if that’s wanted, i can do it eventually.

don’t hate me for this.

@hockey-lover-22

no warnings! except cussing and not edited

EXTREME FLUFF AHEAD

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“god, you look gorgeous.” mark whispered as he grabbed your hand, twirling you around, “so beautiful.”

you gave him a soft smile before planting a light kiss to his cheek as a thanks.

“if i knew getting you to blush was that easy, id be giving you more kisses.” you joked causing his cheeks to turn even redder than the shirt he was wearing.

“stop.” he laughed, all embarrassed.

“no can do.” you giggled, “its cute.” you continued as the two of you started your adventure down the street. you two walked past his house, seeing a couple of the boys sitting outside, giving a couple of whistles as mark pulled you under his arm, telling them to ‘fuck off’ as they just replied with laughs and smoochy sounds.

mark let out a chuckle at his friends antics. you could feel the vibration from his laugh against your cheek. honestly that was a sounds you could listen to all the time and never get tired of it.

it didn’t take long for the two of you to arrive at your first stop.

“an arcade?” you giggled.

“i figured it’d be fun and i know how competitive you are..” he trailed off, “but if you’d-“

“lets go!” you laughed like a little kid, dragging him inside the broken down building.

“ski ball!” you held onto his hand, pulling him to the back of the building, seeing the beaten up machines. you swiped your game card, the machine lighting up, welcoming you.

you grabbed the ball, pulling your hand back, it only going into the 10 hole.

 “here, lemme help.” he grinned as he stood behind you, grabbing your hand that was already holding the ski-ball, his hand wrapping around it. he pulled both of your hands back, “and let go.” he instructed as the two of you let go, the ball flying into the 50 hole.

“hmm.” you hummed as you leaned back into mark’s touch, his arms wrapping around your waist, “you’re pulling the same stunt ethan did..” you laughed as his hands tightened.

“am i now?” he asked as he placed a kiss to the crown of your head, “bet i’ve been more of a gentleman.” he laughed, you nodding along.

“one hundred percent.” you agreed.

it didn’t take long for the two of you to play everything in the arcade, you smoking him at basketball and him kicking your ass at air hockey.

“how about dinner?” he asked as he walked next to you, the gap between the two of you slowly getting smaller and smaller until your shoulders were brushing against each other, blushing crossing your guys’ cheeks.

you two strolled up to the little diner mark had been talking about on the way there, talking about how it wasn’t fancy or anything, but they had the best food in ann arbor. but you had told him to shut up because you didn’t care about that.

the two of you walked down the street, him holding you close as he pushed you towards the inside of the street, “no, you’re walking there.” he said as pulled you close again, “my mama would kill me if she knew i let you walk on the outside.”

that made your heart flutter as the two of you continued back to your house, him determined to walk you back. just knowing he was there to protect you, whether it was something silly like the whole street deal or from someone make you think about it all and about him. it didn’t take long for the two of you to arrive, him walking you up your porch to the front door.

“well…” he trailed off, “ethans date ended with a kiss, so i was hoping mine would too.” he grinned at you as his hand was placed on the side of your face, him slightly pushing you against the brick wall between the door and window, “is this okay?’ he asked, slightly backing off.

“you heard that how?” you asked, pulling him back towards you, closer even, “do not back up.” you whispered as you smiled up at him, him resting his other hand beside your head.

“big mouth ethan.” he sighed, “remember when i called?” he started, “he didn’t mention it there, but he mentioned he kissed you at practice.”

“and he made sure you were in ear shot.” you sighed, him nodding, “this isn’t a petty kiss,” you started as you grabbed the back of his neck, “but mark estapa, if you do not kiss me right now-‘ he cut you off with his lips.

as cheesy as it sounded, you knew that this was the correct choice. sparks were literally flying and honestly, this was the best date you had ever been on, ethans included. you couldn’t imagine yourself anywhere else and with anyone else, other than right here and right now with mark.

“in case you didn’t know, you had my heart a long time ago estapa.” you started, “i choose you, mark.”

“god, i thought i’d only ever hear those words in my dreams.” he whispered, “say it again.”

“i choose you, mark.” you laughed at him as you played with the hair on the nape of his neck, a smile breaking out on his face.

#mark estapa imagine #mark estapa #ethan edwards imagine #ethan edwards #nhl blurbs #nhl imagine #umich imagine

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baeshijima · 3 years

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𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫!𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐲/𝐧

MASTERLIST

now, childe as a general streamer,,, he’s a whale in every sense of the word

…

poggers—

so childe as a streamer in general would be one word ;

✨chaotic✨

he would definitely be a variety streamer, but more so for games !!

especially pvp and/or pve games

competitive meta mf—

probably plays LoL, overwatch, apex legends, valorant and minecraft

don’t question the minecraft

he likes mining but has a personal vendetta against the creepers bc once they blew up his mansion

yes, a mansion

ask any of his community and they’ll tell u he spent a full-blown month and a half playing just minecraft to build it, only for it to go down just like that ;-;

his chat loved it tho <//3

he’s played honkai too !! mainly for the pve and grinding bc he’s a whale but uh,,, shhh

his community,,, his community are just a bunch of trolls at this point i cant even lie

they just KEKW, SADGE & COPIUM spam everything and the newer viewers get intimidated until they realise he deserves them all HJGKJHF

especially when he starts getting annoyed by the game,,, his reactions are too good to pass up on gn

typically when he does mario kart streams 👩‍🦯 that shit’s wild when it happens oh my

when he falls in rainbow road 🤡

and especially bc he has his webcam on, his viewers just see him internally dying or wanting to scream

also gets passive aggressive

shit talks everything and everyone when in that mood <//3

for what’s left of his dignity i won’t disclose what happens

definitely gets jebaited a lot too <//3 unfortunately he’s too easy for his chat ;-;

another mf with a massive community except he has a lot of friends (sorry not sorry albedo)

ppl have a love-hate relationship with him tbh; u either love him or hate him

no inbetween

unless u show ur love through bullying him then go off ig

his discord server, twt + yt are also really big too !! also verified on insta

also !!

he has lots of plushies :(( esp whale plushies from his community bc he’s the biggest whale they know <//3

but if u look at his setup, there’s a mini whale plushie on the top of his main monitor (he has 3), one big one (like,,, up to his chin) behind him, a smol on the top of his chair so u can see it above his head, and just more off screen HKJSDHL

they asked for a room tour once and half of it was just whale plushies

the rest were LED lights + shelves of merch & gifts from his community !!

he even has some fanmail (actual wholesome ones that aren’t cursed) pinned on a board too 🥺

also has an ensuite—

when he was eating on stream one time, his chat was sent into an absolute outrage

u know why?

bc he was eating noodles with a fork

bby ;-;

so sometimes he’ll get sent those beginner chopsticks with the finger guides to help him 👩‍🦯

he’s actually made sure to eat with them on stream tho bc he was sent one with a narwhal on top and he thinks it’s cute JHGJKH

nOW ONTO THIS MAN BEING WHIPPED FOR U AS A GENSHIN STREAMER !!!!

herkekle

now, his (also) AR56 ass has been playing since genshin first came out

an og if u will

this man,,, he’s been in love with u even before the game’s official release 🐥

not only were u in the promotional art and trailers, but he was also one of the beta testers so he got to try out ur character first hand in the early stages !!

and when i say he fell hard for u,

i mean it

when the game wasn’t released publicly yet, he wasn’t allowed to disclose any information and ngl, it killed him that he couldn’t talk abt u :((

so all he could do was say this upcoming was really nice so far and subtly brag abt u to everyone JHGKJSDFHLK

when the official ads & promotional art were finally released 🥺🥺 when i tell u he immediately went live talking abt the game and u HKGJHFDK

he didn’t care that he streamed at an ungodly hour bc he’s been waiting for the reveal for so long he needs to let everyone know </3

he retweeted everything from their official twt straightaway, made a yt video based off his spontaneous stream promoting the game + pinged his entire server abt it

yes

his nearly 200k server all got pinged abt this one game bc he’s in love with a character from it

and he has no regrets abt it <33

the day the game was available for download, he stREAMED THE ENTIRE DOWNLOAD PROCESS

while he and his chat were waiting, they decided to watch the trailers and character showcases to get a feel for the game, and played some mario kart to pass the time !!

as soon as the game loaded, he threw mario kart behind him and went on 🐥

he typed his name (ajax) for the when he chose aether and literally everyone was appreciating the aesthetics HKJFS

but childe,,, he was waiting for it to be over so he could see u ;-;

he appreciated the aesthetics, fighting mechanics & voice acting a lot tho !!

now he had gotten through all the tutorials, got all the chests he could he was finally in mond

and there u were 🥺 after the dvalin encounter u arrived before kaeya did

and boy did he show u off sm to his viewers HKJHKLF

they knew he was down bad before but now?? they know it’s hopeless to save him and if he ever falls out of love that’s when the world ends

luckily that’ll never happen tho <33

but he took !! so many !! screenshots !!

oh, and did i mention he changed his wallpapers to u? and his twt + discord pfps are also some very aesthetic screenshots of u from that first scene ;-;

he just appreciates u sm okay 🥺

he even clutched his chest where his heart is and sunk down his chair when he heard u speak 😩

his chat just spammed his downbad + y/nlove + SHRIMP emotes and he accepted them all with grace <33

now when he unlocks the wishing feature,,, u already know he’s wishing for u as soon as possible

ur in the standard banner so ur always there which he appreciates but he would’ve wanted u to be limited so he can rub it in ppl’s faces ;-;

and since it was the first release rewards, he had tons of wishes right off the bat !!

he was gonna roll for venti after he gets u bc,,, well does he need a reason??

also he doesn’t do well with archer characters in general ;;; but if ur an archer then ur obv an exception sooo

bUT he got a 5 star in his first 20 pulls !!

tho it was diluc 👩‍🦯

while he was happy bc he got an incredibly meta character right off the bat,

he wasn’t interested in diluc,,, (even now his diluc is barely looked after, and only used for spiral abyss, *sweats*)

the next 5 star he got was around the 60 mark, and he got a weapon,,,

i mean,,, he got the weapon that was most suited for u so that’s smth at least (ˉ▽ˉ；)

after he used all his remaining primos and fates, he finally got u 🥺

he just went “fuck the storyline” and immediately put u in his party and just

admired u as a whole

went through all the voice lines available, ur character story, ur idle animations (he had a heart attack from u and his chat clipped it) and took many, many screenshots

his favourite voice lines would have to be the night + about us + (y/n)’s hobbies

and then he equipped u with ur weapon and damnnn did u look so good with it 😩

he changed u to be his avatar, with his signature as :

“(y/n)’s whale <3”

and now the whaling process begins 👩‍🦯

after at least £2k, he got u to c6, along with at least 1 copy of all the standard 5 stars,,

then he went for venti’s banner—

his chat were just too focused on how he’s gonna play u to even think of anything else tbh HKJAH

with ur kit, u were honestly seen to be a dps or even a sub dps if ppl don’t want u on the field all the time

so definitely a perfect character for mr meta strimmer tartaglia (his twitch name btw ;;; childe is just smth he prefers his community to call him as but they also call him ajax too HKJSD) here

so he went through the archon quests with u as his carry and i won’t lie, ur name card is smth he has printed and framed behind him after he got it 🥺

he later finds out ur part of the fatui in the liyue archon quest tho and has to fight u with,,,

well, u ;;;

he finds it hot tho so it’s okay—

i won’t lie tho, his zhongli after he got him is his second strongest after u

he just builds all his characters in the most broken way he can so he can show his viewers that everyone can be a dps in their own right, not just the ones meant to be since there’s no right or wrong in this game !!

but now ur weapon is r5, ur lvl 90 and u have lvl 20 5 star artifacts that make u the most broken (y/n) seen

ppl who co op with him are honestly baffled,,, especially when the feature of them being able to view other players’ character stats become available,,,

u with ur nearly 3k atk,,,

he’s hit over 600k with u tho and he’ll always flex that

no one can top him as a (y/n) main and that’s honestly just a fact at this point 😩

when he saw that the dating sim hangouts was official, his immediate and iconic response was simply ;

“so when will (y/n) become a dateable, huh 🤨”

to this day he’s still waiting to be able to date u in-game <//3

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact childe #genshin childe #childe #childe x reader #genshin childe x reader #genshin impact childe x reader #childe headcanons #childe scenarios #childe fluff #hsdkjfhklsdfs childe pls come hom on main ;-;#streaming dreams

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l4verq · 3 years

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crossed out | b.b

bucky barnes x reader

in which you’re one of the names on bucky’s list

warnings : angst, fluff?, mentions of choking

fic : one shot

a/n : u know i’m a sucker for therapy bucky lol

He should have skipped today’s session.

Cause he’s starting to regret coming when she brings it up.

“You gonna tell me about her?” Cecelia questions, casually flicking through a thick folder labelled James B.B.

But it was never casual.

Bucky knew she was observing his every move, his every tick. And he’d been pretty good at faking through every session until now.

“I thought you were helping me make amends.” He forges an unamused smile, which was second nature now.

“Yes and that’s why I asked you about her.” She looks up from the folder, the smallest smile tugging at her lips.

“It says here that you guys were complicated.” She continues, eyes skimming over a particular page.

Complicated was the last thing he’d use to describe it.

Cause it was the one thing that gave him some clarity, hope that he could be deserving of love again someday.

“We used to date. We broke up.” He gruffs, crossing his arms.

Maybe he should fake a mechanical failure in his arm, reschedule for another time.

“Do you still love her?”

He doesn’t answer but it’s written all over his face and Cecelia can read him like a book.

She turns over his list that she’d assigned him to make, eyes trailing down names until it reaches a hastily crossed out name at the end.

“Why don’t we pick this up next week? I hope you’ll be more comfortable to talk about it then.” She hands him back the small, black notebook.

He hesitantly takes it back, his feet already springing to get out of the room.

Was it just him or was the air running out in this tiny room.

“And, James?” She calls out.

He looks back, slightly winded.

“Remember, sometimes you need to just take a leap of faith, trust your heart.”

He nods solemnly, almost tripping over his legs trying to get to the door.

Hands fumbling over the handle, he’s greeted by a rush of cool air when he finally opens the goddamn door.

He stuffs the notebook in his pocket, taking big strides towards the exit.

It’s the same everyday.

Keep his head down, one sharp left, stop by the nearby cafe if he feels like it.

But today, he takes a right, taking out his flip phone he prefers to the touch screens these days.

Punching in the only number he knows, his stomach’s doing flips.

Don’t pick up, don’t pick up.

“So you do know how to call someone.” Sam picks up after a few rings.

He could almost hear the stupid smirk.

“How are you?” He cringes, the grip on his phone tightening.

It’s a small pause before Sam chuckles, “Y/N’s doing fine. In fact, she just got back from a mission in Prague yesterday.”

Of course, you’d still be going on missions, it was the only thing you knew.

“That’s not why I called.” He huffs, leaning against his car now.

It was an old, beat up Honda that he’d fixed up from the local junkyard.

“Really? Then enlighten me.”

It was Cecelia’s fault for bringing you up. If she hadn’t brought her up, he wouldn’t be here doing this.

“Where is she?” He closes his eyes, wanting the ground to just crack open and swallow him whole.

“Right where you left her.”

He mumbles a hasty goodbye cause he’s not sure he can trust himself to keep his composure any longer.

Getting into the car, he pulls out the notebook, going through the list.

He’d ticked off the list last month, even adding a few more names just to avoid the crossed out name at the end.

He jams the keys in, the car purring to life, before he can change his mind.

The door is taunting him.

He doesn’t know how but it is.

A quick exhale and he raises his hand to knock on it, half hoping you won’t open it.

But you do.

He always loved your eyes cause they held so much life to them.

Like for now, confusion morphing to recognition and rage in an instant.

You’re in bad shape, he can gather from the slight limp and bruises.

It feels like forever before you call his name in disbelief, what he’s longed to hear for so long.

He wishes you’d curse him out, hit him or tell him to go away cause that’s what he deserves.

But you don’t.

Instead, your pretty eyes brim with tears.

“Don’t.” He grits his teeth, unable to meet your eyes.

He always hated to see you cry.

“Then, why’d you leave?” Your voice breaks as months of bottled up heartache pour out.

He had to.

You were the only right thing he’d done in a long long time and he couldn’t mess it up.

“I needed to fix myself before I could trust myself around you.”

He grimaces as he remembers the life draining out of your face, while his hands were wrapped around your neck.

That very night he’d left, requested for therapy and could only hope it would work.

But it didn’t.

There was no fixing anything, he’d realised that waking up from nightmares far too many times.

“You could have picked up the phone.” Your voice barely above a whisper, stinging like a nasty burn.

He almost did, everytime.

But he hated himself too much to allow that.

“I’m sorry.” That’s all he can whisper, fighting the urge to take you in his arms.

“If you’d just let me in, realise that I do understand you.” You’re basically pleading at this point but you don’t care.

“I know you do. But you don’t have to. You deserve a better guy.” He says the same thing when he left like a broken radio.

“There is no better guy for me, Bucky. Why can’t you get that through your thick skull?” You limp over closer to him.

You know he’s focused only on your limp, eyes filled with concern as they rake over your wounds.

“Does it hurt?”

The same thing he always used to ask after a mission while tending to your injuries.

“Yea, here.” You pat the left side of your chest, biting down a smile.

He has to fight back one too, but it’s kinda hard.

You meet his eyes, a little too long cause you’ve missed gazing into them every morning.

Maybe this is the leap of faith Cecelia keeps droning on about, he thinks as he leans in, “We should take a look at that, then.”

You sniffle, “I’m still mad at you.”

He laughs, which involuntarily makes you 2% less mad.

“I missed you.” He whispers, his lips inches away from yours.

You don’t have to say it back cause he knows.

He leans in closer, ghosting over your lips, waiting for your approval.

You close the distance, lips crashing into his almost in desperation.

Which you regret almost immediately cause you taste blood.

A split lip and kissing, not so pretty.

He pulls away and you mewl, pulling him back.

“You’re only making your lips worse.” He chuckles, hands slipping into yours.

Instead, he kisses your forehead, trailing all the way to your lips where he pecks them gently.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers again, head leaning on yours.

“I forgave you a long time ago. I was just waiting for you to come back.” You sob, tears springing out again.

He pulls you into his chest, steady hands you’ve craved for so long.

Gently rocking you back and forth, he strokes your hair, fleeting kisses to calm you down.

You’re struggling to keep your legs stable as your eyes grow heavy but you ignore the blatant aches in your body cause you don’t want to leave his embrace.

And he somehow always seems to notice.

“You need to rest.”

You shake your head, holding onto him even tighter.

He knows he won’t win against your stubborn ass so he lifts you up carefully, legs swinging over his arms while you snake your hands around his neck for support.

“Stay.” You mumble as he takes you in the room you two used to share.

And he does.

Boy, was Cecelia in for a ride next session.

a/n : im cringing as i post this🧎🏻‍♀️🔫🏃🏻‍♀️jsneyswjausowkaw but supeerr excited for tfatws this friday :)) also i named bucky’s therapist for convenience lol im pretty sure she’s not named in the first ep? i could be wrong tho

#bucky barnes #tfatws #bucky x y/n #bucky x you #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky imagine #bucky #james bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #the winter soldier #mcu #marvel

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hotwings0203 · 3 years

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Meeee. I want a longer version of the voyeur deku and bully kacchan. but in kacchan's pov tho. 💜💜💜👀

My dear anon. You ask and so you shall receive 💓

Pt.1, Pt.2

Tw: implied gangbang, stalking, implied noncon

If there’s one thing Katsuki Bakugo hated more than Deku, it was you.

No, actually, scratch that.

He couldn’t stand you around Deku.

As his childhood friend-or rival, whatever the fuck you wanted to call it, Bakugo knew Deku like the back of his hand.

He knew how he liked his breakfast, eggs runny with cheese and pepper sprinkled in the middle. He knew how crazy he could be as a fanboy for All Might, collecting over 500 antiques of the hero. He knew how he liked spring better because then he could stand under the Sakura trees and close his eyes in bliss while the petals floated softly down on his face.

He knew how he liked to steal your panties and jerk off to them.

He knew that his favorite position to watch him rape you from the front so that he could see every expression while you were filled to the brim with cum.

How the fuck could you be so blind?

Did you not notice the way your undergarments slowly started to vanish, one by one? Did you not realize who’s handwriting it was when you found yet another threatening yet lewd note in your locker? You had to actually be brain dead to not catch on to how he was always the last person out, just to trail behind and watch how your ass swayed when you walked out of the classroom.

But no, apparently you were even more stupid than he thought.

Because instead of correctly matching a face to actions, you thought him, Bakugo fucking Katsuki was the one doing all of this.

He supposed he couldn’t actually hold it against you though. I mean, he was the one slipping a hand up your shirt when you were walking out said door, he was the one who was shoving you against the lockers right when you were about to unlock it and find the notes, and he was the one who tore your panties in two, dangling them in front of your face while you pleaded for him to give it back. He never did, of course, he simply threw them over his shoulder and proceeded dragging you away so he could fuck you in privacy.

But he guesses there wasn’t much privacy if he was being watched all the time.

It was actually pretty typical of Deku. To leech off of what he left behind and try to claim it as his own. First his All Might obsession, then his shoot style, and now you? It’s pathetic, but typical.

He should’ve realized it wasn’t the shadows moving in the corner of his eyes when he was buried to the hilt inside your warmth. When the hairs stood at the back of your neck in the showers, it wasn’t because he was fucking you dumb, it was because someone else’s moans were in synch with his.

But it’s okay, because he knows and you don’t. He knows how the dweeb looks at you, how he sports a tent in his pants when you innocently lay a hand on his shoulder, he knows why your window is broken even though you fell asleep with it intact.

He catches Deku one day. He catches him red handed like the little rat he is.

It was so easy, too, the green haired little shit follows him around like some lovesick puppy anyways. Sometimes he can’t tell if he’s following you or himself.

You walk home from your night classes one evening, when the night is darker than your own shadows and the stars barely dust across the sky. No one else is around, and so you clutch your bag a little more tightly against you whenever you hear a leaf or a start car rustle in the trees surrounding your path back to the dorms.

Bakugo knows your schedule, of course. You take English and Statistics in the morning and save Quirk Training for the evening when you’re the most tired-a stupid plan, in his opinion.

Or at least he thought, at first. Turns out that you’re the easiest to follow when you’re spent and covered in bruises from being thrown against rocks and burned by fire from class. He wishes he could’ve seen you in person when that all happens, but it doesn’t matter when you’re stumbling down the cobblestone path towards your dorm, deaf and blind to any person that might be right behind you.

You just want to go home, he can accept that. Especially when he can so easily trail after you, merely 20 feet away on the same path as you. No one would suspect he’s up to no good from the leisurely way he strolls with his hands in his pockets, and he would bet his entire life that you wouldn’t waste a second to turn around and check your surrounding in favor of hurrying up to your room so you can sleep the aches away.

He might be subtle, but Deku isn’t.

The fucker hides in the bushes and almost crawls like a bug in the foliage after his two favorite people. It’s not even a clever disguise because his hair is three shades lighter than the leaves on the thickets.

Bakugo can hear the twigs snap and rustle as he bumbles around trying to be inconspicuous. He rolls his eyes and turns around, a deep scowl on his face.

“You’re not fooling anyone you bastard. Get the fuck out here right now before I blast you away.”

It doesn’t even take a full three seconds before Deku’s head meekly pops up and he gives a weak smile.

“H-hey Kacchan. Nice to see you here, I just dropped my papers-“

“No you didn’t. How long have you been following us?”

Deku blanches and slowly lifts his eyes to meet Bakugo’s. His mouth might’ve tried to open and refute the accusation, but when he saw the subtle smirk in the latters eye he found himself caring less about being caught.

“Howd you know?”

“You fuckin’ kidding me?” He scoffs and takes a quick glance back at you to ensure that you hadn’t walked too far off. You were still slowly trudging away, an easy distance for him to cross. “You’re about as stealthy as my quirk you freak.”

Deku laughs nervously and scratches the back of his head, also trying to quickly turn his head to see where you are.

“You likin’ the show so far?”

“Huh?” The green haired boy snaps his head back to him, blushing furiously now.

“You heard me. And don’t pretend to be so scandalized, you’re not holier than thou.”

The low voice to an almost predatory tone makes Deku drop the act. He straightens up a bit taller and his eyelids lower, his brows raised in a mocking sneer of some sorts. His lips curl and his teeth gleam in the moonlight, almost looking like fangs.

Bakugo has to remind himself for a moment not to back up a step.

“Yeah, I’m likin’ it.”

“I knew it. I bet you watched us every time we fucked, you bastard. Next time I’ll make you pay for front row seats since that’s where you always seem to be.” He crosses his arms and stares Deku down.

But the other doesn’t cower. Instead, his expression morphs into that of a weird hopeful look.

“I wouldn’t exactly say fucked is the right word. I’d say raped is better, Kacchan.”

It’s the utter confidence and ease in which he says this that makes Bakugo do a double take, his scowl breaking for a moment.

But he regroups. He knew this little shit was weird and fucked up, but he didn’t realize he was twisted beyond repair. In reality, he knew he was actually having sex with you without your full consent but hearing it from a guy like Deku made it so much worse.

It made his heart pound a little faster, while it made Dekus mouth water.

“Yeah? You liked watching me motorboat and fuck her tits? You liked hearing her scream for me, scream to get away from me too?”

And even in the shadows from the trees he can see how hard the degenerate nods his head eagerly like a dog waiting for its bone.

Even though he doesn’t like how the glint in his eyes darken with each vile word coming from his own mouth, he can’t help but go further down this rabbit hole and see how much Deku can take before he snaps-he’s never seen him so hungry for something before, except for when he would be around All Might.

So he eggs him on.

“I bet you got off on watching her struggle underneath me, didn’t you?” It’s less of a question and more of a statement to which Deku confirms.

“I did. I got off so many times I thought I’d have to get it checked out. But honestly, I think you could do better.”

Katsuki wasnt expecting that response.

“Who the fuck are you to-“

“Have you ever really savored the look of fear in her eyes? Have you ever tied her up and really played with her?”

His voice gets stuck in his throat as Deku continues.

“She’s pretty when you fill her up, but I can’t help but wonder..what would she look like with every hole plugged?”

He has no right looking so shy and nervous when such filth leaves his salivating lips. A drop of spit falls to the cobblestone and as Bakugo grimaces and steps back a bit, he realizes that he has not given his childhood rival as much credit for being a creep than he actually is.

“No fucking way. You better not be suggesting you get in on any of this action. She’s fuckin’ mine and I’ll be damned if I have to share her with some useless fuck like you.”

“I promise I won’t be useless, Kacchan. I’ll make sure to keep her moving at all times. She won’t stop bouncing when I’m with her, please, please let me give it a try too.”

And when he doesn’t look convinced, Deku rambles on like a madman. “I’ll even gag her with her own bloodstained panties so that she can shut up and I can focus better. I won’t ask you for her pussy either, I’ll take her ass or throat instead if you want!”

Katsuki wishes he didn’t hear the childhood boyish eager in his voice as he spoke.

He also wishes his dick didn’t get quite so hard when all of that was said.

“God, just shut up already, she’s getting farther now. Okay look, I’ll let you give it a go this one time only so that I can fuck her in peace without you staring at my ass the entire time.”

Dekus eyes light up and he lifts a leg over to step over the hedges. “Really, you mean it? I can fuck her too?”

Bakugo snarls and turns away, heading towards the same path you took. “Whatever, just don’t think this is gonna be a regular kind of thing. I worked hard to get myself a toy and I’ll be damned if you fuck it up for me.”

And when they both join the other towards you, there’s a moment when you glance back that you think the shadow that has been following you this whole time has turned into two.

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— You’re an avid listener to NSFW ASMR artist Hawks. It’s just your luck that he’s offered to have phone sex with you.

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pairing: takami keigo (hawks) x fem!reader

warnings: smut, 18+, slight abuse of power/influence, phone sex, masturbation, degradation, praise, nsfw asmr artist!hawks

word count: 5,018

a/n: my keyboard is broken and i could actually cry. but hey, hawks do be sexy even tho I would never trust him with my life. also LOL this might be a call out to a lot of us, do not be offended or I will cry.

kinktober day 14 main kink: phone sex | kinktober masterlist

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Fantasizing about being in relationships with fictional characters was entirely healthy and normal.

That was something you believed to the core. It was fictional; thus, no one but you were to be hurt at the end of the day. The character, being fake, could never have an opinion because you must be real in order to have an opinion. So when you were between boyfriends, you discovered a new anime, and before you could stop yourself, you fell hard for a character.

It started as a mild obsession.

You had looked up fanart via google images, your heart warming when you saw the plethora of different fanart. The anime itself had been in circulation for a few years now, the manga for much longer, so the content was endless. Then google images wasn’t enough, and you began crossing into Twitter and Tumblr.

The fanart became better, more engrossing, and definitely much more NSFW. And then, one night during your endless rabbit hole down Tumblr after your daily search on Twitter, you stilled when seeing a new type of content.

⇒ grey fullbuster x reader

The obsession grew worse.

So much so that you had followed nearly five hundred self insert writers and artists on Tumblr, and maybe seven hundred artists, meta writers, and thread makers on twitter. But three months into consuming all the content you could find, you came across a new name that made you tilt your head.

Hawks Fierce Wings

It was a name that was being repeated and heavily talked about on both sites. It was an ASMR artist, apparently, and you frowned at the thought. You didn’t have anything against ASMR videos, but you weren’t exactly sure how to handle an anime ASMR artist. Were they cosplaying while making all those weird ASMR sounds? You really didn’t have any idea, but due to the immense boredom of your lazy day in, you decided to hell with it and tried out his most popular video.

It was simply entitled: Hawks is Jealous.

Did you have any idea as to who Hawks was? God, no, you didn’t. But if it was just some random cosplay he was going to do, you didn’t think it was going to matter. So as the only slightly educated ASMR listener, you never truly became invested when it was a thing; you slipped on your earbuds and pressed play.

The introduction screen faded into an illustrated picture of a slightly handsome man, and some calming yet tense music played in the background. You shifted, eyebrows drew as you waited for the ASMR session to begin, and when it did, you were not ready.

“I saw you walking around with that asshole today,” a voice practically growled in your ear, and you froze.

Oh, no.

Oh, no!

For almost an entire hour, you sat glued to your sofa, your fingers digging into your lap as the jealous, spiteful words of this man named Hawks poured bitterly in your ear. His words were a near aggravated assault on you and definitely something you were beyond uncomfortable hearing from a stranger, but there was something about his voice that kept you there. Maybe it was the tenor of his tone or the way there was this sly, cunning scent to his words that he seemed to hide deep within his throat, but there was something that kept you there.

The second the passionate, heated kissing noises and heavy moans began to spill from his lips, you screeched, slamming your laptop closed as your cheeks pounded heavily.

Oh my god?!

It took a bit, but eventually, you were able to finish the audio and quickly figured out why he was an NSFW artist. You had never, ever heard a man eat a pussy fake or real as eagerly or vigorously as he did. Your hands were gripping the pants of your leggings, and your chest heaved.

Oh, motherfucking shit.

Finding out there were almost seventy other videos for you to still experience sent you scrambling for more, and eventually, you had to confess you were obsessed. Despite the anime fandoms you had discovered him for, Hawks seemed to be more famous for the content he created as himself. His real name was unknown by the looks of it, and he was only addressed as Hawks by his audience, something you caught on to quickly. So only after creating a new profile for his Youtube account, you made quick work of liking and commenting on every single of his already published seventy-eight nearly one hour and thirty-minute videos.

Each one was different.

Each one filled with various roadmaps on how Hawks' scenarios would play out for you — the listener. When he used his own persona, he called the listener his little dove or his chicken nugget, sometimes his KFC thigh, or his shish kabob.

You were glad at the very least he didn’t call you by any of those nicknames when pretending to fuck you at a speed only a “porn-is-my-only-education-on-porn” virgin teenage boy. You knew it wasn’t ideal, usually, but for some reason, it just worked. You commented on everything, read his summaries and thoughts on each video. Eventually, when you found yourself on his final, most recent video, you were ready to go a step further.

The Patreon app on your phone seemed jarringly out of place as you opened the app and subscribed yourself to Hawks' highest tiered option for the price of twenty USD.

And when you got your access to his page, you were immersed in more heavier, better content.

It was a goldmine in a sea of fools gold, and you absolutely went insane.

You weren’t sure if you were insane, needy, or just straight-up idiotic for scrolling to the very first Patreon post and indulging in the content Hawks created.

There was a stark difference between the warnings alone between the Youtube videos and the Patreon posts. While the porn was readily accessible on Youtube, the kinkiest thing that ever happened in a video was a slight implication that Hawks had left the listener on a vibrator and fuckmachine as he went to go talk to the visiting neighbors.

It was a slight, tiny zone out and miss a detail, but one you had clung onto like an obsessed psycho and even commented on in your comment on the post. Of course, Hawks hadn’t responded, not that you had ever expected him to because all things considered, a video that was eight months old and hadn’t done that well, to begin with, didn’t seem like anything he would remember: notifications and all.

But Patreon? Oh good, sweet, ravishing Patreon.

The very first video was of the following:

Stepbrother!Hawks fucks Stepsister!Listener in the stairwell during Christmas Dinner.

After praying and swearing to all the deities of the world that you were merely a person with a voice kink for this man and not, in fact, a perverted pseudo-incest worshiper, you clicked on it and began. It was downright sinful.

There were active voices whispered in the background as Hawks laughed about how fucking slutty you were for letting your brother fuck you like this. In the hallway, like a dog, where anyone in your joint family could walk out into. He laughed that you probably wanted it, how your wet ass pussy was greedily sucking him in, so how could you even begin to deny your lust for your brother.

You had to take a break five times during that audio.

Eventually, you do end up catching up.

Each video he had ever posted to your disposal, and most likely due to the different tier levels, you always commented on the videos. Even if it made you feel awkward for lusting over things months old, even if there were no other comments on the videos, which was much more common than you thought, you always commented and liked. It wasn’t anything ever crazy, you had seen the rarest comments bring a whole essay of analysis on why they loved it or the hating words, but you kept it simple.

Just something to keep Hawks spirits high without draining you even further of energy.

A simple: holy shit, that was hot as fucking hell!!!! you never disappoint me!!!

You never expected anything out of it; as a matter of fact, you had merely thought that you were doing the least by merely appreciating his creations when, one night, a few hours after you had gotten home. Your phone chimed with an alert.

Your mouth formed an ‘o’ in surprise; you hadn’t realized there was going to be a new release after he had just updated four days ago. Still, you popped in your earbuds and began the audio with a simple title.

i fuk ur stupid lil pus until u cri

He wasn’t precisely putting much effort into his titles these days, but his tags were definitely accurate and entirely explicit in what was to come. And in this newest video, the prominent tag was degradation.

You weren’t entirely into degradation, but still, you did what you had to do because you weren’t turned off by it. With the beginning sounds of the music playing in the background, you warped into the situation Hawks carefully carved.

But, oh?

Your face simmered with heat as Hawks dirty words dripped from the earbuds, the wet, squelching noise of your cunt and throat being fucked like some inanimate object made you soak through your panties as his disparaging words burned against your spine like a hot brand. After the thirty-minute audio was finished. Your body trembling with the aftershocks of an orgasm that had come despite the lack of actual stimulation of your clit, and you panted on your bed.

Opening your phone once again, you quickly liked the new audio and typed out your comment.

listen, i know i always comment about how fucking hot this shit is, but i have /never/ fucking soaked through my panties… you just did that and i expect a full refund for these panties 💦

You pressed send and, without so much of a second thought, continued your night. You had dinner, talked with friends, and ended the night curled back on the couch with a wine glass in your hand and a simple sit-com playing on the TV. The familiar sound of the Patreon alert rang in your ear, and you frowned, confused.

Grabbing your phone, you opened up the device and nearly shrieked at the sight of the information the notification that said:

Hawks F.W.: lets see those panties before i refund anything

A chill ran down your spine as you quickly put together the indications of this message, and you smirked, despite your quivering hands.

Me: I have a seven inch dick requirement before seeing any of the goods — yes, that includes my panties

And from that very moment, you began a strange arrangement between you and the NSFW ASMR artist Hawks.

Working was the worst part of your life, you would say.

At work, you would sit in your small 4x4 cubicle, your shelves stacked with plenty of papers and items you needed, not to mention the computer that took up the majority of your desk. You weren’t quite sure what your job here was, you sort of sat at your desk and did meaningless assignments when assigned, but you did nothing for the most part.

Before becoming an active Hawks stan, you would spend your time doing nothing playing video games. You had somehow managed to install a VPN onto your hard drive so that your employers wouldn’t be able to see what was on your screen outside of the home screen. They couldn’t trace what you did all day, but they could care less, given you got all your work completed on time and done in an over exceptional way.

But lately, since you had dropped into this… engrossed whore like relationship with Hawks, things changed.

To be honest, it still shocks you to no end when he tells you that he had always been aware of you. Well, with your consistent, ever appearing comments on his posts and overall enthusiasm for everything he posted, it was hard to not be aware. The mental image of your soaked through panties after a long day at his own work had sent him over the edge, and he finally messaged you.

Through the DM’s in Patreon, the two of you grew to become quite the friends with benefits. He would send you countless personalized audio files because you had quickly confessed to your voice kink and how his voice sent your stomach into hormonal knots. In return, you’d send the picture of an occasional soaked panty, and if he was lucky, an audio clip of your pathetic whines back to his audios.

You couldn’t complain about this arrangement.

But as the number of his patrons doubled, and he wanted to entice his subscribers with paying him even more money, Hawks began to offer a bimonthly personalized five minute audios for his $20 tier. The fans poured into that spot, and Hawks and proudly sent you the new number of adoring fans he was getting. On account of growing platforms such as Tiktok, the number of new listeners he got was nearly exponential, as he currently passed one million followers last week.

The cheeky bastard was also making enough money to stop working his regular work hours anymore. Choosing to transition slowly into his Patreon career while recording.

Hawks, however, seemed to have other ideas for your eventual personalized voice audio.

Hawks had simply asked if, by any chance, you were going to be working tomorrow the night before. Groaning loudly in recognition of your work schedule, you had texted him back that you were going to be working. Snidely including the fact that you weren’t rich like him, you needed the tedious old nine to five job.

Hawks: how utterly boring anyway u can b free around 2?

Me: Eh… probably not. Busy girl w busy schedule, ill be back from lunch so no break Why?

Hawks: well, u knw tht uve been amzing & th bst follower so i wanted 2 give u smthing better then the personalized audio

Me: Oh? Well, what is it?’

Hawks: pick up tmrw n find out

He had changed the subject immediately afterward by dodging all of your questions with ease. So you dropped it, and the two of you resumed a night of flirting. But now, sitting in your small cubicle, your eyes flashing to the clock that read 1:57 p.m., sweat began to build on your palm.

You peered down to your phone as you waited for something, anything from Hawks to show up. The fucker was too cheeky, evasive, and quick for his own good. You felt like pouting as you glared at the phone, waiting for the screen to light up.

And you stilled when finally, at precisely 1:59 p.m., your phone gleamed with light. You couldn’t abandon your computer mouse quicker than you did as you grabbed your phone, unlocking it, and reading the message from Hawks.

Hawks: do u have earbuds?

Me: Yes?

Hawks: good put them on n pick up

The moment you had read the first message, you were already pulling out your earbuds, synching them up to your phone, and placing them into your ear. But your jaw dropped when, for the first time, the call feature highlighted onto the screen, the time immediately changing to that of 2:00 p.m. The decline or accept button had never looked as daunting as it did right now.

Despite the call trying to go through, you still saw his follow up.

Hawks: if u dont pick up u wont get shit

[Accept]

You felt your heart hammering in your chest as both fear, apprehension, and excitement boiled through your veins, the hammering blood pounding in your ears as you waited for some sort of noise on the opposite side of the line.

“Little dove?” Hawks' voices filled your ears, and despite yourself, you smiled softly. The naturalness of his voice sends warm thumps down your spine.

“Hi, Hawks,” you whisper breathlessly, your head already checking to make sure your neighboring cubicle mates didn’t try to look over the divisions to stare at you. For the most part, the office building was quiet except for the phone calls, the clanking of computer keys, and the monotonous music playing softly on the speaker's head.

“Whatcha doing?” he drawled, and you felt your skin heat up when you heard the all too familiar sound of his shoes hitting the top of his desk, the soft whine of his chair as he leaned back onto it. “Are you really at work?”

“What do you mean, am I really at work?” you squeaked, half horrified at the way the lazy, warm heat of lust was infiltrating your body at the sound of his voice, and the annoyance that he thought you had been lying? “Of course I am; it’s two p.m. on a Wednesday!”

“Ah, so little dove-chan is a raging pervert who engages in phone sex to bypass her long hours at work?” Hawks sighed his tone that of understanding and dismissal. You splutter. “You never fail to surprise me.”

“I do not do… that!” you stammer, your face feeling like hot cinders, your fingers and eyes double-checking to make sure that the audio was going to your earbuds and your earbuds only. You also couldn’t help the way your eyes swept around you, trying to make sure you hadn’t accidentally invited unwanted attention. “I said I was busy!”

“But, you picked up my call?”

“You said, or else!”

“Mmm, okay, I think I see,” Hawks tutted, and although you had never seen what you supposed to be his handsome face, you could imagine a lazy, toothy smirk on his face. “Don’t worry, I don’t mind using your little cubicle to talk you into fucking yourself good for me.”

Your jaw drops.

It hits the desk, and the muffled shriek of utter humiliation is only silenced because you bit onto your tongue like a rabid animal.

“Aw, you sound so excited for me already, little dove. I bet you want to know what I’m going to do to you, don’t you? I just know that I’m going to make you feel so... good…”

“Hawks!” you plea in a hushed whisper, your heart hammering where you sat frozen like a deer in headlights. Sure, you had definitely played his audios before to pass the time, but never before in your existence had you had actual phone sex. This was riskier than just listening to his audios; his audios always had a pattern, a way to escape from the madness of his voice when people were closer than you’d like. But this? No, there was no escape. “I’m at work! I c-can’t!”

“But, fuck, I want you so bad,” Hawks' voice dipped into a gravely tone, his voice just perfectly scratchy enough that your shoulders trembled in unspoken, untouched want. “I want to feel your cunt around my cock, baby, your pussy is so hot and I want to be the fucking lucky bastard that gets to fuck you through your bed.”

“O-Oh my god…”

“I’ve been thinking of what your tits look like,” Hawks continues on, his voice continuing in the style you liked the most. It was raw, heavy, and deep. No character impersonations, just him, pure Hawks. “I hope they bounce the way they do when I imagine you riding me. I want to see you moan when I kiss the underside of your tit, I want to see your face when you realize that you’re my girl, nobody's else's, but mine.”

Heat floods your panties at his words, your shallow breaths making him chuckle on the other end.

“You’d be so lucky to be just mine, wouldn’t you, little dove?” Hawks snaps, his voice demanding a response, and you heave.

You look around, no one is near, and you croak out: “I’d be so lucky.”

“Louder.”

“I’d be so lucky.”

“Mm, there we go,” Hawks laughs, and your ears prickle for any noise that may indicate that someone was listening in. “What? Are you getting nervous that your needy ass will be heard by your coworkers right now? Answer me.”

“Mhmm,” you hum loudly, your cunt pulsing with more incredible heat and your hands shaking with a slight fear of being caught.

“Aww, don’t worry, little dove. I’m sure your boss will understand that you’re my newest fucktoy and will let me continue. Maybe they’ll want to join in?”

You whimper softly, shifting in your seat at that thought. You didn’t really want your boss coming anywhere near you, he was old and gross for one, and nothing could take the place of this beautiful man's voice in your ear right now.

“Oh, was that a no? You don’t want other people fucking you, do you, y/n? I bet you only want to have my cock in your tight little pussy, bet you want to watch the way that greedy little thing sucks me in, begging for my seed. Would you want me to cum deep inside you? You would like that little dove; you’d like to be full of my cum.”

“H-Hawks,” you keen as quietly as you can, your hips shifting uncomfortably in your seat, your heart hammering in your throat. The pressing heat in your cunt is growing, your panties growing with wet slick as Hawks' voice whispers down your ear, filling every empty and void space in your brain until you were having trouble focusing on the very much public spot you were in.

Hawks let out a soft, guttural moan, and you froze, face entirely combusting into an inferno as the familiar slick slapping of his fapping cock filled your ear. Immediately, you forgot everything.

“A-Are you—?!” you splutter, unable to find the words or the energy to come up with a way to ask if he was masturbating right now. Your eyes spun, your mind in a complete haze as soft, raunchy moans spilled from his lips, striking against your nerves and soul with each successive sound.

“I’m only trying to help you out here, dove,” Hawks growled, undoubtedly in effect to a rather loud smack of his fist colliding with his thrusting hip. “You’re the little office slut who picked up a phone call to entice in phone sex. I bet you knew exactly what I was going to do, and your pathetic, needy whore self caved to my instructions.”

Your fingers curled into the armrest of your chair.

“I bet this makes your boring ass job tolerable, the perfect distraction to a shit job, then imagining a few minutes of fucking yourself against my hard cock.”

“That’s not true!”

“No?” Hawks laughed, not believing you any more than you did. “So you wouldn’t hate it if I showed up and fucked you into the wall of your cubicle? You wouldn’t mind if I claimed your sweet-smelling pussy against your desk for everyone to hear? I know you can scream like a bitch in heat. I know that pretty little cunt of yours would milk my cock dry. Oh, I just know you would look so fucking sexy with your back arched, eyes closed, and you begging for hours just to cum. You wouldn’t cum without my permission, right?”

You gasped, heart fluttering, hammering in your chest as you shook your head, not trusting yourself to speak.

“I need a verbal answer, little dove.”

The heat in your core was blistering, your thighs shaking with your unadulterated lust and need as you ground into the cushion of your chair. All logic and moral long gone as he snarled and moaned your name in your ear, the slick of his fapping cock echoing like a great bell in your ear. You wanted to hear him cum, wanted to listen to the pithering sound of his echoing moans as he spilled the contents of his balls onto his hand — and how you wished it was your womb.

“I won’t cum w-without your permission!” you whispered, your skin shivering with your fear of being caught.

“God, you sound like such a dirty fucking bitch. I bet your pussy is fucking soaked already. Bet you really want to run that slutty embarrassed finger against your clit but don’t want to be caught by your perverted coworkers,” Hawks hissed, his breaths turning into steady, heavy hot pants. You mewl softly, confirming his spoken thoughts, and he huffs out a laugh. “How many fingers do you normally shove up that pretty cunt of yours, little dove?”

“T-Three!” you gasp, your forehead pressing to the cool of your desk, your eyes glazed over and looking at the entrance of your cubicle, fervently wishing that no one tries to check on you as you grind against your stable chair. “O-Only three fit.”

“Fuck, you really do have a tight cunt, don’t you,” Hawks snaps, the wet sounds of his fisting hand around his cock a beautiful melody in your ear that makes you whine at the back of your throat. “Bet you can’t even fit cocks up your cunt without lube, huh. You gotta stay on top, or else you’ll get hurt with how thick and long my cock will be up that baby pussy of yours.”

“H-Hawks!” you grit out, the friction of grinding on the seat no longer working.

“Go to the bathroom, now,” Hawks commands, the small gasps on his voice from his approaching orgasm more than enough ammo for you to do as told.

You sprint to the bathroom, the slick of your cunt hot, and evident to you as you sped to the bathroom. Your phone clenched in your hand as you locked the door behind you, glad the room was empty. Barely managing to get yourself into the stall, the toilet paper placed on the seat as you raised your legs up, already prepared. The skirt you wore was bunched above your ass, and the panties you wore, stretching out around your knees.

“Sounds like you’re ready to start fucking that pussy for me,” Hawks laughs, but there's no humor, just bite. “Put in three fingers, now.”

Without even arguing or caring, three fingers slip into your cunt, and you cry at the feeling of your fingers completely stretching you out. The smell of sex and slick filling your nose as your fingers slick up, fucking your tight cunt as you moan louder and louder for Hawks.

“God, your fucking pussy is so fucking wet, I can hear it from here!” Hawks moans, the frantic sound of his drilling hips gaining speed and momentum.

“I want it to be you!” you moan, your face burning in your humiliation. “I want it to be you fucking my pussy, claiming me in this bathroom. I need you, Hawks, I want your cock so badly!”

“Fuck,” Hawks gasps, something tumbling in the background. “Such sweet words for a fucking dirty ass cumslut,” he growls, and your legs shake, your clit and cunt thrumming with your increasing arousal and pit of tightness in your core.

“HAWKS, FUCK!” you sob as your hips try to start a merciless speed against your fingers, your body trying to match the speed in which Hawks was fucking his own hand.

“Keep screaming my name, whore.” Hawks gasps, his noises of pleasure beginning to grow louder and louder, your eyes crossing in satisfaction. “Screaming my name like the fucking slutty mess you are. All this shit just to get me to fuck you? God, you’re so fucking pathetic y/n. Begging for me, begging for more? I think you’re my favorite little dove ever, gonna make you mine whenever I get to fuck that pussy.”

“Hawks!” you wail his name again, your arms and pussy throbbing with the energy it takes to keep up with his inhumane speeds. Your vision seeing stars as you tremble more and more, your legs slipping from the toilet seat, yet. “I am your whore, your little dove. Please let me come, please! You fuck me so well, fucking hell, please, I needa cum, I needa cum!”

“Cum with me,” he snaps, his voice so deep, so dangerously smooth. It was precisely what you needed, the voice kink you had for his tenor exactly fulfilled entirely with that simple, last command. And just like that, your jaw slackens, head slamming backward, and pleasurable waves crash through you.

Your fingers still rock at your clit, and your vice gripped walls, your toes curling within your shoes as you soundlessly scream. Hawks, on the other end, is practically snarling, voice deep and altogether dangerous as grunt after grunt leaves him, and you can imagine the milk-white cum splattered all over his chest and hand. A beautiful, perfect sight that you wish you could see for yourself.

Exhaustion settles in your bones as you sit on the toilet, still entirely exhausted as you heave for air.

“I think that was the best fucking orgasm I ever had,” you mumble, your eyes closed, not ready to stand up and move. “Thank you.”

“I’m good at what I… at what I do,” Hawks stumbles, husky exhaustion ringing in his own voice. “Now, little dove, finish up work, and I promise there’ll be a surprise waiting for you when you’re done.”

Not entirely agreeing, but not disagreeing with his command to go finish you last… two and a half hours at work, you begrudgingly said goodbye to Hawks before washing your hands and exiting the bathroom.

When five o’clock came, you watched as your phone screen lit up, and your face flushed as you read the DM from Hawks.

Hawks: this is my fav audio now ↳ hawks_littledove.mp3 but you surprised me today, so in case u ever want to have more fun sometime call me 03-9183-2495 ;)

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