#i got an order from a friend and got sooo excited

[pettyprocrastination]

do you guys wanna see the latest totebag design? 

Who am I kidding im gonna show you anyways 

#tj talks #ITS A RATKING!!! #screenprinting #rats #ratking #i got an order from a friend and got sooo excited #thinking about making a tshirt for myself in red ink but ive never done red ink on black fabric so idk how itll show lmaooo #crafts

[rubylovessharks]

floyd leech x fem reader x jade leech smut warning: this has some yandere details and this is smut. kinda dark (?) reader is fine with it though. this didnt start with an established romantic relationship with the twins but did end with one. from my (very short) research i have found some stuff about how moray eels get to the point of mating, which is to have enough food, for the water temperature to be warm and if i remember correctly the ok sign for them to mate is their mouth being open (?) so ive been thinking of this scenario for the past few days. this was longer then intended :(

You were in the Monstruo Lounge with your friends after you all finished all of your tests for this semester, you all wanted to celebrate together. So here you are talking and waiting for your orders but you feel eyes on you. I mean it makes sense because you are in a dorm full of scheming guys, so you can never tell what any of them is thinking. Yet the unnerving feeling of being watched doesn't seem to end. Little did you know that a set of twins were looking your way from not too far preparing you and your friends order.

"Ughh I just don't get why shrimpy hangs out with those guys! Like are they better then us? no!" The taller of the two pouts his face as he talks with his twin. "Now now Floyd, there's no need to worry. I know she prefers us a lot more then her..." he pauses for a moment there as to find a better word then the one he is thinking, "friends." his signature smile on his face as he finishes making your food. "how about you help me get these orders to the customers and then we'll call our lovely pearl for a little..talk?" "ohhh~ that sounds sooo much more fun then handing out orders!"

And here was your food. Delivered by the Leech twins. Their smiles uncanny yet charming, you think to yourself. It really was true that you like them over your friends. Your fantasies just as twisted as theirs, you wouldn't even mind if your food was spiked just so they could take you down into the depth of the sea.

"I hope you all enjoy your food and drinks." Jade says with a smile. His head then turns to you, "i hope you won't mind if he had a chat after you finish your dish? Me and Floyd had something we wanted to talk to you about." It wasn't everyday you were called to a one on two chat with your crushes, you nod a bit to fast with a smile that was too wide. "We hope you enjoy your meal! We worked reaaal hard on it, we even got you extra!" Floyd says as he waves to you while he and his brother walk away.

You finish your food quickly as you were excited for your interaction with the twins. You bid your friends farewell and walk to the Monstruo Lounge bar table to find the twins, instead you are greeted by Floyd. "You actually came! Saves me work. C'mon Jade is waiting in our room!" He tells you, seeing your confused look he adds, "what you didn't think we wanted to talk here. With all of those hungry eyes on you."

as you walk over to their room Floyd takes your hand roughly, squeezing it. He is also tagging you a bit but other then the rough treatment nothing really happens on your way to their room. Although you seem to notice that Floyd's eyes are on you and not the way ahead. Once you get Infront of their door Floyd slams it open, not enough to break it but you are sure they'll need to fix it later...

In the room Jade is standing there with a bunch of different stuff mostly food and bottles of water, and there's even more on their tables. "I brought them!" Floyd takes you as if showing his brother a prize he won, big smile on his face. "Floyd i am sure you are leaving a ton of bruises on them...You should let them go a little." Jade says as he finishes putting all the stuff he had in his hands on the table and turns back to the both of you. "oh come onn.. We are gonna leave marks on them anywaysss! Why not start now.." Your face turns to one of confusion after what Floyd said, what did he mean by 'we are gonna leave marks anyways'...?

"My Floyd you are scaring the poor thing." Jade gives Floyd his usual calm face. "Do not worry pearl, it won't hurt too much." he looks at you now, yet his words don't help you understand the situation any better. "I do hope you ate all of the food we gave you. We would be very upset if you didn't." He gives you a hurt face "yeaah we worked so much just to keep you from bein' hungry in our lil' session~" now you are even more confused.. "Oya? It seems she doesn't know what we are talking about. My did you not tell her brother?" "huhhh? Was I supposed tooo.."

"Alright then, dearest I hope you noticed the temperature this season. Eels don't have an actual mating cycle. We get to mating when the water temperatures are warm, that there's enough food to eat and we have all of these conditions." Now you get it...All that extra food, that talk about marks.. All of it was their natural instincts. Wait- what does that mean that they took you for that?!

"ahha! Red fits you well shrimpy~!" "It seems our little prey has understood their situation." You weren't actually listening, still trying figure out how you got both of your crushes to pick you as their mate you don't even notice as Floyd pushes you over to his brother who pushes you on the bed. "Do not worry pearl, we will take good care of you." Jade smiles at you as he starts taking your uniform off. "Can't we just rip it though?? Like she won't need it anyways if she is gonna be staying here.." "my brother where are your manners."

You try to ask what is it that they mean by that and you immediately feel small after asking. They laugh at your question, your stupid, stupid question. "My shrimpy you are so silly!" Floyd gets closer as he says that, "you won't need to go outside when you are our mate. All you need to think about is being a good lil' wifey or us, yeah?" "Floyd's right dear. The outside is no place for you, with all of those hungry, hungry people just wanting even one bite out of you! You are a lot more safer here with us." they flash a smile at you, one that should be considered creepy yet you aren't afraid at all. Instead you give one smile of your own, maybe not as creepy and sadistic, yet still a smile that says a lot from how you feel about your situation.

"Oh what a cute smile you've got there shrimpy! I just wanna squeeze you to death!!" Floyd falls on top of your body as he says that and immediately starts to touch your squishy parts. You guess that he isn't a huge fan of your clothes as he starts to claw at them trying rid of them. "Oya oya Floyd no need to claw at her clothes." The shorter twin tries to calm his twin down yet to no avail as the taller one broke the fabric with his unkept nails, scratching a bit of your skin in the processes. Seeing as he already got to break down some of your uniform he continues until he finishes destroying the piece of clothing off your body, leaving you naked and easy for the taking.

"See! I told you it'll be better if we just cut her clothes to pieces!" Floyd tells his brother, big smile on his face. His brother looks at you before answering Floyd, "my, I guess you were correct." As you look at Jade Floyd gets to work on your body, his not so human tongue all over your neck and some of your chest, licking and licking until he puts his mouth on your body.

Sharp teeth nibling on your body threatening to draw blood, as he gets closer to your most sensitive spot and he bites it. And he bites it HARD. You let out a small scream as tears well up in your eyes and you immediately feel a set of fingers on the top of your head. "shhh. As I said before this doesn't hurt too much, please try to endure for us love." Jade pets your head trying to keep you from thinking too much about the pain. You try to keep yourself from making any more pained sounds as Floyd's mouth lets go of the spot, Jade shoos Floyd to let him comfort you further as he licks the wound.

"Hey hey shrimpy now even if someone sees you they'll know who you belong to! Ain't that funn~?" You nod at him as your hand reaches to Jade's head as he still licks your wound from Floyd. "YEAH!? Greatt!! I'm so happy to know we both agree this is for the best" his smile grows wider by the second. You suddenly feel a soft kiss being placed on another sensitive spot of yours, Jade loooks up at you from his spot before speaking. "Now I want to warn you before I mark you as well love, I promise to be gentle just bear with me, alright?" you nod at his words preparing yourself before the second assault, and as Jade promised his bite is indeed more gentle then Floyd's yet it still hurts a lot.

"Heyy shrimpy how 'bout you jerk me off as Jade continues to mark you up?" You look over to Floyd as he already has his pants off and his dick out. So now you have one hand that is clenched on Jade's hair and the other is jerking Floyd's cock. You take time to take in the details of his privates, a lot more girthy then long, it gets more red as it gets to the head it would probably hurt to take into your mouth. Yet you don't think you will be against it. The closer Floyd is to orgasam the louder his noises are.

You feel Jade stop what he was doing and his head's direction turns to Floyd. "Don't you want to have your first orgasam of the session inside of her Floyd?" "ugh get off my back I can paint both her outside and insides white. It doesn't matter!" Even though it is clear Jade doesn't approve of his twin's way of thinking, he can do nothing as Floyd releases his come over your stomach and chest.

"Heyy Jade think lil' shrimpy could take the both of us in the same time?" Floyd looks over to Jade with a sadistic smile, "my not with her dry her flods are!" your privates are in fact not dry at all, how wet do you even have to be to properly take them?! "Oh don't worry love. I'll make sure you can take us both as soon as I finish eating you out." "whatt? I was hoping I could eat her out first!" "you can take her mouth if you'd like. I'm sure it's just as fun."

Right when they finished arguing they both got into position. They lay you down on the bed so your head would stick out for Floyd to have easy access to your mouth, and for Jade to have an easy access to your privates. Jade's own mouth is skilled enough to please you to orgasm after a short while of just some licks and tongue fucking, while Floyd abused your mouth and throat already getting close to his second orgasm.

That's what your few next hours looked like. Sucking on Floyd's cock as he throat fucks you and his balls slap your face. Having Jade in between your legs fingering you, sucking on your clit and of course, tongue fucking you. You came so many times by now you have lost count! Of course Floyd isn't any different.. Stuffing and messing your throat, mouth and face with his sticky cum.

"Don't you think she is ready to finally take us both?"

#jade leech #floyd leech #leech twins #twst wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #floyd twst #jade twst #floyd leech x reader #jade leech x reader #smut #twst smut #floyd leech smut #jade leech smut #yandere x reader #yandere floyd x reader #yandere jade x reader #yandere floyd leech #yandere jade leech

[mrsshabana]

Hey guys! Sorry I've been offline lately, I've just been busy because I've been celebrating my birthday early.

My birthday is actually tomorrow but I celebrated yesterday with my friends! It was soooo much fun and I may have been suffering from my hangover all day.

But the funnest part was that I actually got my belly button pierced yesterday. And it kinda makes me want to write a one shot about Gyutaro because I feel like he'd really be into a belly button piercing. Just some self-indulgent writing for myself lol.

I also got a green and black cake with strawberry filling and it was sooo good. Though it wasn't ready in time for my party so I'll have to finish the cake by myself, but I'm not complaining. I also ordered something I've really been wanting for myself, it's Gyutaro related ofc, and I'm so excited to show you guys! It probably won't be here til February though.

Anyway, tomorrow is my real birthday. I took the day off work but I'm not sure what I'm going to do just yet, maybe I'll just draw or write. ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა

#𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 ʚ♡ɞ

[minnielvr]

DIE FOR YOU - chapter 10 : "#pussypower"

y/n received a text from hyunjin saying that he was in front of her dorm, so she got her purse and said goodbye to her friends and left the house.

"hey hyunjin" y/n said as she sat down in his car.

"hey cutie" he looked at her in awe, why does she look more beautiful than normal? he couldn't take his eyes off her for a whole minute.

"uhhh hyunjin?? hellooo?" she waved her hand in front of him, confused.

"oh- yea sorry. lets go" he put his hands on the wheel and started driving.

"oh by the way congrats on getting the solo! i'm sure you'll do great." she congratulated him, in y/n's opinion thats a pretty big deal.

"aww thanks y/n, i hope so."

the ride to the restaurant was a bit of a drive from what y/n could see on the directions, so she turned on the radio, which started playing crappy music.

"hyunjin can i have aux?" y/n asked

"hmmm i don't normally let people have aux in my car.." he pondered

"oh.." y/n looked down at her lap dejectedly.

"but i guess i'll make an exception for you." he looked at her and winked.

"woah there buddy," y/n laughed at his attempt of flirting, "thanks though, my music taste doesn't disappoint."

y/n took her phone out and connected to the bluetooth and shuffled her playlist. after that the car ride was silent with the music in the background.

thats was until hyunjin decided he should try to hold y/n's hand on the center console. her hand was already on it so his excuse could simply be "i didn't see your hand". so he he put his hand on top of her and intertwined their fingers. y/n was hesitant at first, letting her fingers just lay there, she eased up after a few minutes though, holding onto his fingers too.

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the two arrived at the restaurant and had ordered their food, now they were just waiting.

"hey y/n lets play 21 questions" hyunjin suggested to pass by time.

"hmm okay" she agreed

"okay i'll ask first, whats your favorite superhero?" (oh my goodness i love this questionnnn😁😁ifykyk)

"oohhh spiderman definetely, i love him sooo much, i have all his merch and posters everywhere!! see look he's even in my phonecase!" she turned her phone to show hyunjin. he found it cute how excited she got over something so simple.

"wow i wonder what i have to do to make you love me like that" he tried to flirt again

y/n started laughing, "i won't ever love anyone as much as spiderman."

"yea yea whatever you say, it's your turn to ask now" he reminded her

"hmm, what other hobbies do you have other than dancing?" she was curious

"well i paint a lot, like all the time actually-" hyunjin got cut off by y/n's gasp.

"YOU PAINT? like as in.. red yellow green blue and paintbrush??" she was flabbergasted.

"uhh yea..?" he was confused

"but- wha- how? i mean, you're...you." she tried to explain

"meaning?" he raised a brow

"well you're supposed to be some fuckboy you know, only romantic guys paint and shit." she explained

"well i can be a fuckboy and romantic no?" he asked

"i mean yea i guess..still though thats shocking. you HAVE to show me your art sometimes."

"mmm maybe, usually i don't show anyone my art."

"well you said the same thing about giving aux but look how that turned out." she smirked and took a sip of her wine.

"y/n those are two completely different things"

"blah blah yap all you want. your turn now!"

"okay..whats you're type?" he asked

y/n's faced dropped, did he really have to ask that now? things were going perfectly fine, and she didn't want him to know her type was him.

just as she was going to spew out some nonsense the waiter came with their food. she internally thanked the waiter and gave him a smile. soon the topic of y/n's type vanished as they dug into the food.

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hyunjin and y/n had finished eating and now were on the way back to campus. once again, hands intertwined on the center console with her playlist in the background.

they arrived back at her dorm and hyunjin got out to open y/n's door, then helped her up.

"okay! time to help you study" he said while walking to the stairs.

"wait you were serious?!?!" y/n thought he was joking when he said that.

"duh!! why would i lie?" he pouted.

"but um you know..my friends are in there and what if they see us?" y/n was trying to find any excuse at this point. god knows what would happen to her if he came inside.

"y/n it's almost midnight im sure they're asleep, plus yunjin is probably with her boyfriend or something." he grabbed her hand and dragged her along.

"fine fine, just be quiet until we get inside my room." she said sternly and opened the door. they quietly took of their shoes and made their way to y/n's room. she opened the door and waited for him to step inside.

"well.. lets get studying i guess." she went to sit at her desk.

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[ppcocainislifeee]

Carl grimes x fem reader -comic books 

Hi, this is my first fanfic. This has been in the drafts for a while. I made this like a couple months ago at like midnight so if there’s any thing you don’t understand I am so sorry or if there’s some thing that you can’t read I’m really sorry💋💋

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you and Carl have been friends since the farm but best friends since the prison. It’s been a while since you and the group got to Alexandra.

something in the friend group started changing. instead of just staring at a distance you would actually go up and talk to him.

you were really talkative and he love that about you.

After everything happened with Negan and he lost his eye. You were one of the only ones there who helped him along with his dad, Michonne, and there’s a part of the group.on your 19th birthday.

He got you a necklace but not just any necklace, a necklace that you seen in a store but felt too bad to take. he was a great friend like that(was he really just a friend tho) so on his birthday, you decided to surprise him with something special to him.

A Deadpool comic you haven’t seen him read.As you walk up to the door to the house The door flies open and it’s Mr.grimes leaving on a hunt to see what they can find.

“Oh hey I did see you there” Rick saus surprisingly.”ah sorry I was just about to knock is Carl here? I have something to give him you know he actually got me something for my birthday!” You say surprised but also excited. “Umm i’m pretty sure he’s in his room at this time-“ he looks behind you and says” all right sweetheart I have to go tell Carl I’ll be back” he says to you as he walks past you and put his hand on your shoulder as he walks away. you smile at the way that you think Carl would react to the gift.

as you walk in the house, you put it all behind you, and you basically make a sprint to he’s room, when you got there your food with your jean belt loops and waited a little bit before heading him. “Huh? Who is it?” he says, in a confusing manner, “it’s me ( ) can I come in?” The door Open quickly , “( ) you know you could’ve just walked in right??” he says he ushers you to come in.

As you do you get the slight nervous feeling in your stomach.”so I got you something” you drag the so out a little as you say that and pop down on his bed. “What? why?” He says, as he sits down next to you“ because you got me something” you say smiling.

He brushes at the site of you smiling, you gave him the gift that was poorly wrapped him, and whatever paper you could find.” don’t question me on my rapping abilities. OK I did my best.” you say laughing a bit as he opens it you seen his face light up,”hole shit! No way you got me this! How? where? I don’t have this one yet, and I’ve been reading them out of order…what how did you know I don’t have this one?” I asked you in an excited voice.”wellll I had to snoop a little bit” you say biting your lip, he looks at you for a moment, staring into your eyes.

You’re getting embarrassed little bit ”is there something on my face?” You say because using someone in a movie say that.”omg can you-“ “Can I kiss you” he says Breaking you from your speech, use at there a moment, stunned. I thought about it for a minute(actually, more like two seconds) “oh shit my bad I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable” he starts profusely apologizing as do he stands up

Stand up quickly after him”no! I mean no you did make me uncomfortable I was actually perfectly fine” you say trying to calm down”Noo i’m sorry do you want my closest friends I don’t wanna ruin th-“

before he can finish a sentence, you kiss him hard. you kissing passionately as his hand moves to your waist and up your back. “Mhm” you can prove you more seconds, until you need to pull back for air. “i’m perfectly comfortable with you right now” he looks at you in disbelief and you see a shin in his eye, “sooo does that mean you like me?” he says grinning wide “nooo not at all” you say, hugging him tightly laughing at yourself “awww man y guess I’ll kiss you again and try again”

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AHHHH I can’t believe I’m gonna post this, but ykk YOLO anyway, just a reminder you’re beautiful anyway you are and if you don’t think so, kiss me💋💋

#carl grimes x reader #no use of y/n #carl grimes #the walking dead #woowww #carl x reader #fluff #💋💋💋

[awrkive]

[TEASER] LOVE LESSONS, pt. 3 (M) — JJK.

you have a hard time trying to wrap your head around what's been happening for the last two months -- but you could only really come up with one conclusion.

PAIRING jungkook x (female) reader

GENRE smut, FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF. angst if u squint hard enough

WORD COUNT 1.1k for this teaser. the overall word count for the chapter is 11.1k

WARNINGS/MISC virgin!reader, kinda spoiled brat!!reader lol, childhood friend-ish!jk, college!au. implied sex. explicit sexual content: oral sex. jk finally eats her cookie :] a huge spider. Realizations. sad oc in the last part. sorry.

NOTES this was supposed to be longer but i thought it was perfect to cut it until the last part. so instead of calling it part3A, i decided to call the next one as the fourth chapter altogether because it fits better! and i truly believe that it would be too much if i didnt cut it HAHA. sooo much is gonna be happening. anyway. starting here, the #REAL arch of this couple will begin ;) stay tuned and enjoy reading !! :)

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"Oh my god, Jungkook, there!" You pointed to the door to your bathroom and Jungkook automatically looked there. "It's going inside my bathroom!"

Where I bath! Where I keep my body clean and… Jesus Christ… you were going to cry if that got inside your bathroom. You tolerated a lot of insects but weren't spiders too much? No?

"What the fuck?" Jungkook sounded incredulous when he said it, so you looked at him with worry. "How the hell did that thing get inside here?"

"I know!" You said, huffing. He was very nonchalant about the spider in your room just a few minutes ago but now he looked defensive. You caught the sight of him gripping the box he asked of you earlier, tighter. You knew he was gonna be intimidated by the spider too. "I told you it's freakishly big."

"Well, fuck me."

Your eyes instantly widened. "Jungkook, you can't give up."

"I'm not," He rolled his eyes. "Okay, you go out for a while just in case I fail at scaring it away and then it goes after you."

You stared at him blankly. "Don't say that."

Jungkook's serious face from a while ago broke to that of a shit-eating grin, and then he chuckled. "I'm kidding, silly. I'll take it out, just get out for a while."

You followed his instructions and opened the bedroom door to wait in the living area.

While you sat on the couch, you occasionally looked over your bedroom, fretting what was to come. You trusted Jungkook to get the spider out but it was taking too long. In the middle of it, you had the urge to knock and offer help but changed your mind. Getting bored eventually, you went to your fridge and took out the leftover pizza from today's afternoon meal. You ate the first slice, completely bored this time. On the second slice, you finally went over to your bedroom and stuck your ear to the door to supposedly eavesdrop, but then it opened suddenly as soon as you leaned down to do that.

Jungkook caught you by the waist just as quickly. He looked down at you.

"It's gone."

It was like his words caused a fireworks show and your eyes widened in enthusiasm.

"Really?" You shrieked. Breaking out of his hold, you wrapped your arms around his neck and jumped on him out of excitement. Jungkook was quick to hold you back again, chuckling at your zeal. He nodded nonetheless, but laughed even more when you kissed his cheek so fast that it almost felt like a smack, however a sweet one. "I have pizza." You said, remembering the food in your hand, trusting his grip on your thighs and removing one arm off his neck to hold up your last bite to his face.

"Thanks." Jungkook said, opening his mouth to receive the pizza you offered, even though it was so little.

Okay, you'd order a box later. He deserved it after getting that huge spider out of your place.

"No, thank you." You reiterated and planted a kiss on his mouth this time. He reciprocated automatically.

Still holding you against his body, Jungkook led you to your bed and laid you down on it. When he hovered over you, you stopped at the serious look he's got on his face.

"I really want to eat you out."

"Huh?"

"I want to eat you out, if you let me. You're so curious about it, anyway…" he trailed off.

You still couldn't process his words completely. Did he mean what you were thinking? But didn’t he just take out a spider?

“Uhm, where’s the spider?” You asked, just making sure it was gone before you got into anything frisky tonight.

“I took the box out and released it. It’s okay. It’s going to move somewhere else.” Jungkook convinced you.

You squinted your eyes at him. “You’re really, one hundred percent sure it’s gone?”

“Well, I wouldn’t be offering to eat you out if it wasn’t, so…”

At the mention of his offer again, you went quiet. You were indeed curious and you’ve been wanting to. Gnawing at your bottom lip, you looked at Jungkook, meekly saying, “I want that, too, but uh, right now?" You confirmed, because as much as you wanted to say yes right away, you didn't exactly… made preparations for the event.

Jungkook nodded, decisive. "If you want it."

Yeah, you want it! Who were you kidding? But there was a little problem. When you said you didn't make preparations, you meant you didn't shave. It wasn't that you didn't do it ever, just occasionally, but despite fooling around for some weeks now, you never really anticipated this moment to come so there wasn't some deliberate choice to shave, especially not tonight. Although, personally, you thought it shouldn't matter, because women have hair. He wasn't supposed to judge you for that, right?

But then you realized, this was literally Jungkook. He took your lack of experience really seriously and hasn't ever genuinely made fun of you for it. He was always gentle with you when you tried new things. He was the least person who would actually side-eye you for anything – especially not something as inconsequential as pubic hair.

But despite that, there was still a bit of hesitance in your voice when you verbalized your dilemma.

"I didn't shave."

"I don't mind that," Jungkook said oh-so casually, like he really didn't. And looking into his eyes, you knew he was being sincere. Then he got curious, "Do you? I guess I should've asked when you blew me. I don't really shave, just trim."

Well… that was too much information.

But somehow, the thought of him trimming his hair was kind of making you giggly but, like, weirdly hot at the same time. No, yeah – that was weird. You were being weird about the whole thing.

You shook your head, partly to answer him but mostly to shake those thoughts of him taking care of his nether business away.

"I don't mind it, too." Was what you said. To be honest, you were too focused on his penis when you blew him that you didn't really notice that.

"Nice," Jungkook smiled. His fingers were beginning to trail over the hem of your nightgown and you could've slipped out a moan right there. "Then don't worry about it. Guys don't really think about anything other than pussy when they eat one. I mean, in my case at least." He said, chuckling at his words, such a deep sound that it made you squeamish.

It didn't help that he looked so good, wearing his glasses again. His hair has gotten so long over the past week and it was so curly, looked so silky and smooth you just wanted to grab at them while he ate you out.

Alright. That was it, then.

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#jungkook smut #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #jungkook x reader #jungkook scenarios #jungkook imagines #jungkook fic #jungkook fanfic #jeon jungkook smut #jungkook x you #bts smut #bts fluff #bts fic #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts jeon jungkook

[fallstaticexit]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to simblrs whose sims you adore 💜

Thank you for the ask :) I always get sooo excited when I get an opportunity to answer one of these!

Since next COTF update is a bit Noa centered plus I've been playing with him in game the past couple days (and he's my little bb) I'll blabber about my favorite ex-pirate. 🤭💖

Noa was born in Selvadorada - there's a lot Noa doesn't know about his past. The little he does know are the very blurry early memories he had before he was taken in by pirates as a toddler and the little bits of information he was able to scrape up over time from his crewmates or the Freudian slip from his caretaker/Captain, Knox during one of his passionate drunken rants. He had no idea his mother was a witch until he after he had Adie and we actually learn in the coming update how he finds out about his Aunt Nora (via flashback). His way of connecting with his birth home is by embracing Selvadoradian culture by opening his failing restaurant, A Taste of Selvadorada.

Noa was raised by pirates - After the death of his mother when he was a toddler, Noa was taken in by pirates. Before he met Orion and the Briars, the pirates was the only family he ever knew. His captain, Captain Knox, was the closest thing he had to a father even if they had a rough relationship where it often felt like Knox resented Noa. He also considered Knox's son, Roman, as his brother; their relationship wasn't all that great either, especially as they got older. He grew up around liars and thieves and for his whole life that's what he had to become in order to survive. Even though Noa is no longer a pirate, he still has the instincts of one and is constantly having to shake away old habits.

Noa is still besties with Orion's ex - When Orion was 14/15, she dated the Sulani Chief's son, Sione. Sione is a really nice guy but he and Orion just wasn't a match plus her heart was destined for Noa whether she knew it or not so their breakup was inevitable. Noa and Sione both share a trauma of losing someone close to them which is how they ended up being friends. Years have past and they still talk often and consider each other soul brothers (and yes, Orion was a little annoyed at first but she's used to it lol )

Noa was named after his Aunt Nora - (did anyone figure this out yet? 🥹 ) Nora is not impressed nor pleased by this fact. Quite frankly, she doesn't particularly care for Noa at all. It's complicated...which leads to Fact 5:

Noa doesn't trust Nora - we get into the why next update but Noa can always tell when someone's lying to him or if he needs to keep his guard up. It's a trait you pick up when you're a pirate, it's how you survive. And all the bells are ringing when it comes to Nora.

#cotf tag #the briar legacy #I love all my babies but Noa has this special place in my heart 🥰 #the way his story is so freaking important to COTF and Fallen Angel it's insane and I can't wait to share #also he deserve the entire world #Fact 6 - He's also a m*rderer?? #Yeah I'll leave that one in the tags #Ah yes #another classic Tahj's character really should have went to therapy

[ladymirdan]

I've had such an amazing day today.

I guess there is no secret that my interest in 40k has waned slightly recently.

I feel I get less and less comments on my posts/fics/art, despite getting a lot more followers (and with that, a lot more unhinged hate DMs) Ive started to feel like the hobby had lost that spark for me.

I've been into Warhammer for a loooong time.

I first got into the hobby (WH Fantasy) in 2003 and I was immediately hooked. I was blown away by how cool the worldbuilding was, but more importantly how friendly the community was.

My FLGS let me, a broke-ass student, sit and paint my army in store for literal hours on end. Always so happy to see me, despite me hardly ever buying anything. And let me tell you, I was a shy and awkward kid, and they always remembered my name and made me feel so welcome.

I haven't really engaged with Warhammer online until about a year and a half ago when I created my ao3 account. At first it seemed just as friendly as my offline experiences. But recently? I feel like I'm either ignored whenever I comment or try to interact with the community or worse, get told I suck or should go kill myself.

So I just felt it was time to maybe leave, (but I admit, the sunk cost makes it difficult) The only thing I really looked forward to was the minipainting classes I take once a week.

But today I got that magick feeling back. And remembered how much I love this hobby.

I went to my local GW for the new 10th edition 40k release. I’m a time pessimist as usual and arrived 1,5h early 😅 and found out there was only one other guy in line before me, but rather soon a bunch of other people showed up.

Everyone was sooo excited to be there and I made a bunch of new friends in line.

Then I got in and ordered my box (and I also managed to snag the special edition signed book that is a tie in with the box! That felt so much fun, I have never managed to get one of those before despite really trying).

I also got some of the new Death Guard Space Marine Heroes packs. A kid behind me in the queue also got some because he wanted a specific hero (that he unfortunately didn't get) I suggested I open my packs and see if I got one and then we could trade. I did get that model, and he was so excited and thankful, it really made my day since I didnt care that much for that particular model, but to him it was everything.

Everyone in the store was so hyped, and the mood was so great I didn't want to leave, so when I overheard some of the guys I hung out with in line ask if there was a mini of the month they could build, I tagged along.

The store staff was as amazing as always and brought out not only the mini of the month, but also three other models they still had in stock from previous months.

So I ended up building 4 minis in the store along with a bunch of other people.

I met a really nice couple that was pretty new to the hobby and they asked if I was excited for the new box because half of it was Ultramarines (I told them I love the Ultra boys, big chock 😅) but I explained that there was nothing Ultramarine specific in the box and one could paint them as any chapter they wanted.

And boy, they were amazed! They had no idea that all space marines are generic models and they were so curious about other chapters and I tried to explain that there was a chapter for pretty much anything and any colour.

The girl ended up really liking the Soul Drinkers and the guy was on the fence between Blood Angels and sticking to Ultramarines :D

So my advice to anyone else that feels like the hobby is toxic, or is tired of the “my army is soo much cooler then yours/everyone who likes this sucks”, please join the real world.

This hobby is soo amazing, and it is filled with so many happy, passionate people, all loving this weird little hobby.

Over 20+ years, a dozen or more game stores/clubs; I have never had a bad IRL experience with Warhammer. I really wish I could say the same thing about the online experience.

#warhammer 40k #40k #warhammer #hobby #real talk #leviathan #space marines

[beauleifu]

Hi idk if this is the right place to request since I’m new to tumblr but I would like to request a lmk (romantic) mk x gn reader with six ears like macaques but they are not a monkey they just have six elf ear btw their ears are still sensitive to noises and I would like it y/n acted like macaque before he got killed (you can make up what you think he acted like before) I just thought it would be interesting to see how macaque and sun Wukong would react to y/n when they first meet them and how mk would be while being with them like would he be careful when going into loud places would he love messing with there ears. This can be a oneshot or a headcanon I don’t either way, sorry for the bad grammar im not that good at english

OML this is so creative I dig it so bad!! I hope you enjoy!!

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MK X READER

Lego Monkie Kid

Context: Growing up with six ears certainly does have it's perks, but when it gets noisy, you find it difficult to focus on the advantages. Noise noise noise. You hate it, you love it, you know MK loves it, and they're good for picking up on suspicious activity - like Sun Wukong and Macaque.

CW: Language

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". . . Jeez, you'd think something like this wouldn't be so expensive."

"Try the caramel filling . . . it's delicious!"

". . . Is this enough, dear?"

You frown deeply, trying hard not to cover your ears - because that would simply be too obvious. Instead, you settle for biting your lip to distract yourself and gripping your ankles.

Noise fills your head, making it hard to focus, hard to think. Sitting with your legs crossed usually helps, but not this time.

Across from you, a handsome young person - your partner.

MK seems to notice your discomfort, having been staring through narrowed eyes at the ice-cream selection. The both of you are at the café, deciding what kind of frozen treat you'd like before meeting up with MK's superiors. He calls them his friends, but legendary demons like Sun Wukong and the Six-eared Macaque don't necessarily strike you as friend material.

First off, letting those two rivals even see each other's face seems a bit risky.

However, that's not what's bothering you. It's all due to a gift that bears remarkable similarities to Macaque's trademark feature - six ears. Pointy and delicate, they're currently picking up on every single sound in the café.

To put it blandly, you're a bit overwhelmed.

"Hey, if you want we can just grab our ice-cream and skedaddle," MK offers, eyeing the crowd nervously. "Even I think this place is too loud."

Fighting a grimace, you nod. "Yeah, that'll work. I saw some benches outside."

"Perfect! Mac and the Monkey King'll just have to sit on the floor."

"Not what I meant!" You flare, catching MK's mischievous grin. He's doing this to distract you from the noise, and thankfully it's working. The both of you stand and wait in line as you pull up your hoodie to cover your ears, hoping to muffle some of the sounds.

When MK glances your way, you offer a smile.

He takes your hand, squeezes gently.

"I'm sooo excited for you to meet them, y'know," MK drabbles on, eyes shining. "You read the stories, right?? The legendary Sun Wukong, daring and adventurous and way more stubborn in real life. And Macaque! The six-eared Macaque - ring a bell?"

You blow a raspberry. "Yeah, I heard he's got a knack for killing first and asking questions later."

"So he's got a bad reputation! You'll see, (Y/N), they're great."

Your partner continues smiling and talking as you near the front of the line. He tends to do this in loud places so you have a focus, so it's easier to drown out all the other sounds.

Unlike Macaque, you can't really tune it all out.

In no time at all, the two of you approach the front and place your orders. Something cold and refreshing for the heat of the outdoors, and perhaps something to distract you, as well.

"You wanna try the flavor I got?" MK offers, arm linked through yours.

"What flavor?"

"Kiwi."

You smile, shrugging indifferently. "Eh, I'll pass. I got my own treat that you paid for. Thanks again for that."

"No problem!" Your partner pops a spoonful of ice-cream into his mouth and pauses to savor the taste. When you both claim the bench under a large, brown shade umbrella that oversees the park across the street, MK kicks one foot over the other and lets out a satisfied sigh. "That hits the spot."

Humming appreciatively, you take a bite of your serving and smile. Oh, it does.

After glancing at his watch, MK spares you a glance. "I told them to meet us here at noon."

"So we got ten minutes to kill?"

"That's a bit extreme," MK chuckles, mouth full of ice-cream. "How 'bout we hold hands instead? That's romantic, don't'cha think? I haven't held your hand in three hours."

You can't help a snort. "You grabbed my hand this morning."

"Doesn't count. You slipped; I had to catch you."

Sure, the monkie menace is wearing his signature grin that hints at the playful undercoat to his mocking demeanor, but you're not having it. Swatting him (lightly), you swivel on the bench to deliver a proper counter attack.

"Wanna explain the orange juice spilled in such a precise way that I happened to slip on it?"

MK catches the tone in your voice, but he doesn't give up.

"You're blaming me based on a coincidence??"

You throw your head back with a laugh, the sound blotting out all the other noises in the area. It's not that bad while you're outside; at least the noise is spread out, like the birds chirping angrily at a dog barking up their tree in the distance.

Wearing a fond smile, you lean back against the arm of the bench, kicking your legs over MK's. "I totally am."

"You don't play fair," MK snorts.

Cocking a brow, you smirk at him over a spoonful of ice-cream. "Since when did I ever?"

"Oh, good, you're defeating yourself for me," your partner says, feigning relief. After a small pause, the both of you catch each other's eye and share a small laugh, MK going to pat your leg good-heartedly. "You must be nervous if you're attacking me with your numbo jumbo chat you say when you're bored."

He's being cheeky now?

"Nervous? To meet the legendary monkey demons who you miraculously befriended?" You say, brow furrowing. "Nah. I trust you to keep them in line."

MK rubs the back of his neck. "That's a weird way of putting it."

"My defense strategy is using your adorable-ness."

"You just made it weirder."

"I don't possess your charm," you deadpan, then offer a smile. "But I do have my fists!"

The Monkie Kid's pretty laugh fills your ears, and your chest swells with pride and fondness. They reach over with one hand to brush behind your ear, eyes twinkling knowingly as they say; "Yeah, and you also have these fluffy doo-hickeys that literally saved my life when I didn't catch Pigsy walking up the stairs to check if I was asleep last night!"

"True! You are in debt to me! A lifetime of service!" You laugh, fending him off, but to no avail.

You'll never admit it, but you're a sucker for physical touch.

MK suddenly sucks up his laugh - a strange, strangled inhale of air through a constricted windpipe as he whips out his phone. it had buzzed just moments ago.

Through narrowed eyes, you both read the text.

[We're here, buddy!]

"Huh. You'd think a superior immortal demon wouldn't bother to familiarize himself with a phone," you mumble thoughtfully.

MK shrugs, looking around the area, eyes scanning each and every individual that strolls by, as well as the figures in the park. His hand unconsciously finds yours sitting in your lap and laces his fingers through yours. You squeeze lightly and look up to study his features, sitting comfortably with your legs still slung over his. Perhaps it's wrong to assume, but you're almost positive MK is the most nervous out of the two of you.

"Hey, we don't have to force this," you offer. "There's no rush."

The Monkie Kid blinks, as though realizing that you'd noticed what he was doing. Running his free hand through his thick, dark hair, he locks eyes with you and puffs a sigh.

"No, I've been waiting for this moment for so long. I guess you could call it my destiny to be nervous."

You match his smile with one of your own. "Heh. Destiny."

His eyes twinkle knowingly.

Either of you could've said something more, could've acknowledged the people sparing you two curious glances, could've went back into the café to experiment with more ice-cream flavors (you both had finished yours), but the opportunity is stripped from your fingers.

At that moment, a gust of wind has you instinctively burying your face into MK's shoulder, wincing at the loud noise.

"Ohshit-"

"Hiya, bud! Glad we found ya!"

A beat.

You feel MK's fingers tighten around yours, and it's an invitation to look up and observe the scene. Blinking your eyes open, you turn from the comfort of MK's jacket, legs sliding off as your feet plant firmly on the concrete floor.

Slowly, your jaw drops south and hangs there in utter shock.

You've read the books.

Hell, you've seen the goddamn movies.

In person, it's a hell of a lot scarier to see the one and only Monkey King in person. Despite wearing a jaunty, carefree grin paired with sparkling orange eyes, he radiates intimidating energy.

Standing just beyond the majestic tower of muscle and fur is another demon, the shadow lord.

Arms folded, he glares at both you and MK, eyebrows raised.

His eyes flick momentarily to your ears, but other than a twitch of his nose, you hardly get a reaction from him.

"OH- oh my gosh, you made it! Monkey King!" MK jumps to his feet, perhaps trying to decide whether to salute Wukong or trap him in a bear hug. The latter is decidedly more difficult, so MK sticks with straightening up and saluting his mentor.

The act promptly crumbles, for in the next moment MK swarms the Monkey King, who simply stands there with a fond smile.

"How was the trip? Was it far? Hard? I have snacks if you're hungry- oh, ice-cream! (Y/N) and I had some while we were waiting but if you want I have some extra money so we can-"

The monkey demon decides to stop his protégé in his tracks.

"Who-hoa, calm down," Sun Wukong says, patting MK's head. With a good-hearted scoff, he looks around. "No need for any extremities, this place is great. Perfect place to chill - did I ever mention I liked parks and cafes?"

MK stares, dumbfounded. "Uhh, no."

"Well, I do! Unlike someone else here," Wukong adds with a surprising amount of venom.

You catch him glance at Macaque hovering a few feet away.

The shadow lord's brow furrows in question. "What."

"Oh, I dunno. Kinda figured you preferred moldy dark caves cause that's the essence of your soul," Wukong mutters, rolling his eyes when Macaque bares his teeth. "C'mon, I was joking. You're more of the hates-peace-and-chill in general type."

The six-eared monkey demon sticks his nose up in the air, stiff as a board. "I see how it is. You plan to destroy MK's little hang-out with tacky insults."

"MK's fine with it! Right, bud?" Sun Wukong gives MK a wide-eyed look.

Poor, poor MK.

There's no way he would disagree with his mentor, simply because he hasn't the heart to create an opening for an argument.

You feel the need to step in.

Offering your hand before MK could agree like the gullible darling he is, you crack a smile. "Eh, I'm sure he'd much rather spend his time checking up on you guys. I'm (Y/N), by the way. MK invited you here so we could meet?"

There's a small bout of silence in which Sun Wukong and Macaque observe you.

Just to curious, reserved entities.

You sense them judge your character, your appearance, your entire being it seems, in the span of a few seconds. Then we're back to reality.

Sun Wukong huffs an accommodating sigh. "He did mention something about a partner."

"I also mentioned how AWESOME they are," MK pipes in.

You snort. "Not as awesome as the legendary Sun Wukong and his nemesis," you say, glancing at Macaque curiously. The shadow lord has offered hardly a word of conversation. You feel his mood is greatly dampened by the company of a certain immortal someone. Not much you can do to help, though.

"Let's sit down," MK offers, then pauses as he reconsidered. "Eh, hold that thought. You guys want ice-cream?"

You deadpan. "Bro, we just had some."

"They haven't."

The two monkey demons don't look particularly interested in ice-cream, but you could be wrong. Nonetheless, you feel the need to play your cards.

"You shouldn't waste your checks on temporary things!"

A glimmer of mischief flashes in MK's beautiful eyes. He steps close, smiles down at you. "Aha, but that's where you're wrong, (Y/N)," he snickers, tapping your nose fondly. You blink at the show of affection as he continues. "The memories we create here sure aren't temporary. I mean, unless you've got amnesia or something."

You can't help a grudging laugh, turning to face Wukong and Macaque. "Okay, fine. But I'm paying. Who's up for something cold and sweet?"

Hmm.

Perhaps you were wrong.

As you browse the large selection of ice-cream flavors, you notice the demons slowly showing their interest.

Or maybe it's just because MK is hyping them up over the kiwi flavor. Either way, you're happy to pay for the items and head out of the noisy, yet pretty café. You'd noticed Macaque giving your ears a few more curious glances, but that's it.

He does confront you on your way to the park, though.

You'd just so happened to sidle up next to him as MK catches up with his mentor, and feel the need to start some small talk.

"So you're the six-eared Macaque, huh?"

The shadow lord glances down at you, seemingly uninterested. "Seems like I'm not the only six-eared out there, contrary to popular opinion. Which was solely mine."

"I'm not a demon, if that's what you're wondering."

"It's not. I didn't care at all."

Uh-huh.

You roll your eyes and opt for a smile. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Ex mentor of MK."

"Coulda chosen a better title," Macaque snorts irritably.

You bite back a retort, that MK could've chosen a better mentor to teach him the ways of the monkey. Thankfully that whole fiasco ended in a positive note, yet you still find yourself having to reassure MK that people make mistakes. People make bad choices. What matters is what they learn from those mistakes.

Speaking of MK.

You excuse yourself, deciding that Macaque cares not as to whether or not you stay.

Sidling up next to your partner, you slip your fingers through his and keep your eyes ahead, listening absently to whatever he and his mentor were discussing. Something about future training plans.

There's always something new to learn, huh?

MK swivels to glance at you. "Did the most attractive person in the world just take my hand, or am I still dreaming?"

"Other way around, babe," you say.

He snorts a doubtful laugh, then gives your hand a squeeze. "How ya doing? The noises aren't bothering you, are they? We've been outside for awhile now."

"Don't worry about me, I've dealt with this for years."

Sun Wukong tilts his head, having been listening in. "Sensitive to loud noises, huh? Well, I guess that's one thing you and Macaque have in common."

Upon hearing his name, Macaque's eyes are suddenly laser focused on the three of you.

Oblivious, you smile. "It's not that bad, I've only ever bled out my ear once."

"Wha-"

MK's eyes widen to the size of dinner plates, and you laugh before he could interrogate you. "Joking! I was joking. It's never that bad., don't worry."

"Ha!" Sun Wukong flashes MK a wink. "Glad you picked someone with a fun side, bud."

Ho boy.

The one and only Monkey King, complimenting you?

You're grin is wide, matching MK's as he nods eagerly. "Yup! I got lucky, huh?"

"Hell no! I got lucky," you fire, laughing.

It's a war neither of you have won yet. Who loves who more?

Everyone's been through that war.

You glance over your shoulder, once - not twice, because Macaque meets your gaze the first time. He still looks uninterested in being your friend, perhaps he's uninterested in being MK's friend, too. But you know he cares. Otherwise, why wouldn't he be here?

Besides, you're sure he doesn't care for ice-cream.

But he got some because MK asked. Another thing you two have in common.

Your eyes slowly travel to study MK's brilliant features again, your hand still holding his. He's resumed talking with Sun Wukong, licking his ice-cream cone with a peaceful smile on his face.

He's been through so much.

You're glad you met him instead of someone else.

#lmk #lego monkie kid #lmk mk #qi xiaotian #mk x reader #monkie kid x reader #lmk sun wukong #lmk macaque #fluff #six-eared y/n #got lazy towards the end srry m8s #thanks for reading! #ask

[sugartitzblah]

MAYYYYY I MAKE A REQUEST 🤭 …

i’m thinking, im not sure if this is your thing or not but i sooo wanna be bffs with henrietta 😭 could you maybe do something where henrietta befriends a baby bat/goth and they have like a sleepover and listen to goth music and she does goth makeup on the reader and they shit talk their parents and they’re having fun and henrietta adds reader to the goths group chat and send a pic of them and the others are like “woahhh that’s hardcore goth” “congrats on no longer being a conformist”

I LOVED THE STAN AND MEAN GIRL READER SO MUCH I NEED A GOTH NIGHT WITH THE QUEEN OF GOTHS 🖤🖤🖤

THANK YOU REGARDLESS OF IF YOU CHOOSE TO DO THIS OR NOT, XOXO 🖤🖤

OMG HI BBY!! first of all, it’s so good knowing that you liked my newest work, it means the world to me!

i had so much fun writing this, your request was so cute hello!? i don’t know much about goth culture so if you seem to notice something off or disrespectful please let me know to correct myself! i really hope you like this bby, enjoy 🫶

henriatta biggle x fem!reader.

warnings: none, pure fluff!

it was so hard to focus on the way henrietta was talking so passionately about the many subcultures when she was sitting down on your lap, pressing the large powder brush under your eyes to set the almost done makeup she was working on you. she kept talking and talking, your eyes wondering from her eyes to her soft lips, her words becoming nonsense to you, only focusing on the way her black matte painted lips moved. “y/n, are you even listening to me right now?” she asked in her usual monotonous tone. you hummed softly, looking up to her eyes for a brief moment. “sorry, i got distracted,” you nervously laughed while adjusting your position on bed “what were you saying?” the girl with darker hair just rolled her eyes, her lips curling into a smile.

“i was briefly explaining the differences between goths and emos. this belt you’re wearing is neither goth or emo, it’s more scene,” she spoke softly while opening her black matte lipstick, leaning closer to your face, the tip of the applicator brushing slightly against your lips. “even though i don’t really like scene fashion, i have to admit that you look good with this belt.” your eyes went wide open because of her sweet words, feeling flustered. “is that so? i didn’t even thought about it when i bought it, i just think it was cute. i still have a lot to learn about… right?” henrietta just nod after your comment, her index finger rubbing slightly your jaw to keep your head in place. “don’t move your mouth to much, i’m going to mess up.” she ordered.

with her thumb finger she brushes slightly the corner of your lips to wipe off the excess. “all done, you look great.” she took the small mirror that rested on her nightstand right next to her bed so you could take a look at her makeup. once you looked at yourself on the reflection of the mirror you gasped in shock and excitement. it was the traditional 90’s goth makeup look and it looked great on you, henrietta was a really good makeup artist. “this looks amazing! you’re so good at this, teach me your ways.” the goth girl just shrugged her shoulders, obviously embarrassed because of your praise that she secretly adored. “it’s whatever, let me take a picture of you to send it to the group chat.”

you slightly nod your head, henrietta bucking slightly her hips to pull away from your lap while you adjusted your position in bed, brushing some strains of your hair behind your ears so that the makeup could be even more visible to the camera. “don’t touch your hair to much, you’re going to mess the hairstyle.” you pushed your fingertips away from your hair once your best friend took her phone to take some flash pictures of you, giggling at the way you posed so silly every time the flash of the camera lighted your pretty features. “you look so good.” a faint shade of crimson decorated your cheeks because of your friend's vague compliment. “i’m sending this pictures to the group chat, they will love your new look.” you peeked trough your friends shoulder, the dim light of her cellphone adorning both of your features as you watched how she sent the images to the group.

the goths (and y/n).

[8 images attached]

pete: yoooo, that’s y/n?

michael: finally, you don’t look like a fucking conformist anymore. your makeup looks amazing.

y/n: thanks! henrietta did it for me. ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

micheal: quit those silly faces.

y/n: mean. 🙄

henrietta: leave her alone, she can use those silly faces anytime she wants.

pete: you should let henrietta do your makeup more often, it’s really good.

y/n: of course, she need to teach me how to do my makeup like hers!!

you looked up from your cellphone screen, humming softly the lyrics of the song that played from henrietta’s vinyl. “what was the name of that song?” you asked with a hint of curiosity on your voice as your friend looks up at you for a brief second. “christian woman by type o negative.” she answered your question as you nod softly, standing up from her bed and moving your body lazily to the rhythm of the song, henrietta looking from afar at your body moving from side to side. you looked cute, she thought. “i would usually prefer to talk shit about your parents but i can’t. how would i ever hate the conformists who gave birth to a wonderful girl like you?” you slowed down your movements until you finally stopped moving, staring at your friend in awe because of her sweet comment. “you always caught me off guard with your sweet words, damn.” you said in between giggles.

“i love you, y/n.”

“i love you too.”

#south park #south park x reader #south park oneshots #henrietta biggle #henrietta biggle x reader

[applejuicefruit]

God, I miss Kostic fics sooo much. What about something of him being very possessive??

Thank you❤️

this 😩

filip kostic x reader

You’re mine

“don’t” dusan said to filip as they were both watching you getting hit on by a guy.

“don’t what? that’s my girlfriend dusan” filip said clearly irritated.

you were simply ordering something to drink for you and the boys while some random guy decided to hit on you, even if you told him you had a boyfriend and that you weren’t interested, he couldn’t take no as an answer.

“she can handle herself” dusan said as he watched you talking with that guy. it was clear that you were uncomfortable but you were doing everything you could to shove that man away “plus it was you who decided to keep your relationship private” dusan remarked.

yes it was true, you both decided to keep your relationship private mostly because you didn’t want to be under the public eye and also because filip knew how much pressure you would be under of and he cared too much about you to do something like that.

“you know why dusan…it’s just…he can’t take a fucking no and it’s frustrating…” filip said, his eyes never leaving your body, ready and steady if something was going to happen.

you gently tried to shove that man away but he couldn’t take a no for answer and he was bragging about how good he would treat you and how good he would make you scream.

you said no once.

you said no twice.

at the third time you were ready to hit him in the face if he wouldn’t leave you alone.

“don’t be like that…” he grabbed your arm and pushed you into his body. you knew the bar was too crowded and even if you wanted to ask for help you knew that in a place full of drunk people you wouldn’t get much help.

“leave me alone…” you whispered, scared that something might have happened.

you thought filip couldn’t see you because of the crowd but his eyes never left you from the moment you went to order the drinks.

the moment he saw that man putting his hands on you he knew he had enough.

“shit…” dusan whispered seeing filip starting to walk over you.

“get your fucking hands off of her” filip said as he approached the man.

you couldn’t describe the man face in that moment. he was scared, but also surprised.

filip was very well known in torino so that man might have been a fan.

“oh…i didn’t know she was your - your girl” he said.

“yes she’s my girl” he remarked “and when a woman says no it’s no you fucking dumbass…no leave this freaking bar cause if i see you once again” filip started talking but you stopped him before things got out of control.

“it’s okay i’m okay” you whispered.

filips gave a very cold death stare at that man that was rushing his way out.

“that man shouldn’t have touched you…is that so hard to accept a no?” filip asked.

“is everyone okay?” dusan came after a few minutes to check on you both.

“yes…thank you” you said.

“should we get our drinks or…” dusan asked a bit uncomfortable for being the third wheel in that moment.

“sorry dusan but i really wanna go home now before i punch someone” filip said trying to keep his behaviour under control.

“no it’s fine don’t worry” dusan smiled, being very understanding about the situation and offering you his help.

“thank you” you smiled and hugged him.

“you’re my best friend’s girlfriend…meaning you’re my little sis…you don’t have to thank me” he said truthfully before you waved each other goodbye.

the tension during the whole car ride was pretty thick.

filip’s hand wouldn’t leave your thigh.

“thank you…” you broke the silence “for helping me out…i said that man no a thousand times but he was too deaf apparently” you said.

“you have nothing to say sorry for…i’m glad you’re okay, i wanted to punch him so bad…” he said and you smiled.

“you’re mine baby…no one else’s, just mine” he said as you felt his hand stroking your thigh and going towards your clothed center, knowing it was going to be a very long and exciting night.

#dusan vlahovic #dusan vlahovic x reader #filip kostic x reader #filip kostic angst #filip kostic imagines #filip kostic x you #filip kostic #filip kostic smut #filip kostic fluff #filip kostic one shot #filip kostic imagine #juventus #juve #football imagine #football fan #footballers x reader #football x reader #football #football drabble #football headcanon #football one shot #football and reader #football blurb

[straightupsickfics]

i would lovelovelove to 🥺nose kisses + 💕sniffles for any character/ship you are inspired to write. tysm <3 <3 <3

this is sooo cute for them, pls <3 i hope you enjoy some human au ineffable wives girlfriends 🥺

going to cheat and use this for the 'sniffles' square on my good omens bingo, too

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Aziraphale had only just slid into the booth at their table by the window when she’s pretty sure she hears her name called. She squints, as though it might somehow help with how blocked up even her ears feel thanks to this cold, and turns to her right only to find Crowley already getting up. 

“Think that’s yours, angel. No, you stay, I’ve got you,” Crowley says, giving her arm a soft squeeze before heading to the front to grab the tea and sandwich Aziraphale had ordered. 

Across from her, Maggie and Nina exchange small, knowing smiles.

“Who’d have thought Crowley would turn out to be such a softie,” Nina says. “All those black outfits and all her I’m so dark and deep brooding looks… you really bring something sweet out in her!” 

Aziraphale feels herself blush, clears her throat to say…something. What, she’s not quite sure. She and Crowley have always understood each other in a way no one else does, making it hard to put into words, but Crowley returns with their lunch before she can even begin to try. 

“Alright?” Crowley asks, sliding back into the booth and looking between the three of them at their now silent table. “You’re only allowed to talk about me behind my back if it’s not nice.” 

Nina rolls her eyes and Maggie barely even tries to disguise her laugh as a cough. 

“Only the worst things, my dear,” Aziraphale reassures her. Her voice sounds vaguely nasal in a way she hates but knows only Crowley will really pick up on. “You know, like how sweet you are, getting my order for me when I’m a touch under the weather. How lovely you look today…”

“Ngghh, angel!” Crowley almost yelps. “No more of that, please. Drink your tea, it’ll help your throat. Put some honey in it for you,” she adds quietly when Nina and Maggie tuck into their own meals.  

“You’re sweet,” Aziraphale can’t help but add. 

She doesn’t actually feel much like eating. She never does when she’s getting a cold like this, one of the worst parts of the whole thing, really, but she knows she’ll feel better if she does. Like Crowley suggested though, she starts with the tea, which is delightfully hot and just as sweet as she likes, though each sip loosens the building congestion in her sinuses and makes her nose run.

Nina, Maggie, and Crowley are discussing a new videogame the three of them have been excited to play, and, not much of a game person herself, Aziraphale takes the opportunity to dab at her nose with one of the napkins scattered over their table. This only serves to shake something loose in her sinuses, though, and she has to duck to the side and sneeze a few times, muffling them into the thin cafe tissues. 

“Hh’ittshhmpp! hmptsHH! Eh’eiiisSHH! Oh! Snf...snf!” Aziraphale sniffles a few times then shakes her head to clear it, murmuring and apology as her friends take turns blessing her. Next to her, Crowley leans over and rubs warm circles over her knee, and it’s enough affection to make Aziraphale want to take the rest of their lunch to go and ask Nina and Maggie for a raincheck. 

“Bless you,” Crowley says, more quietly than everyone else, her hand not moving from its place on Aziraphale’s knee. 

Aziraphale gives her a small smile. “It’s really alright, dear,” she insists, though she doesn’t mean it, not anymore, with the way her sinuses are absolutely prickling with irritated pressure and her nose just wants to run away from her, no matter how much she scrubs it into napkins. 

“We’ll get an extra cup of tea on the way out,” Crowley tells her, while Nina and Maggie carry on talking. “Extra hot, extra honey.” 

Aziraphale lets herself melt into Crowley’s shoulder. Neither of them are much for public displays, but she’s feeling tired and run down enough that she doesn’t care, and she knows Crowley doesn’t either. The soft, spicy smell of her perfume is nice and familiar, and she stays there for a long minute despite the knowing, playful looks they’re getting from across the table. 

“Sorry,” Aziraphale says. “M’afraid I’m terrible company today,” she apologizes with another series of sniffles. 

“You’re sick!” Maggie says. “As great as it is to see you, you look like you’ll be asleep in a matter of minutes, ‘Zira.” 

And, well, that doesn’t feel too far from the truth. They finish their lunches, promising to get together when Aziraphale is feeling better again, and go their separate ways, Crowley’s arm wrapped protectively around Aziraphale’s waist as they leave the cafe, her extra cup of tea in her other hand. 

Nina mumbles something that sounds a lot like lovebirds, but she hushes up as soon as Crowley raises an eyebrow in her direction, making Azirahale laugh for a short-lived moment before it turns into a coughing jag.

“Should’ve just stayed home,” Crowley grumbles when they finally make it back to Aziraphale’s flat. The wind had picked up on their walk back and they're both shivering by the time they get inside.

Aziraphale's place is small and filled almost to bursting with books, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. And, despite her own apartment being nearly the polar opposite, all bare walls and austere black tiles, Aziraphale knows Crowley loves the coziness of it, too. 

“Oh, shh, it’s quite alright,” Aziraphale promises. Her throat is really sore now, though, and she’s having a hard time warming up even though the heat is on and she’s wearing one of her warmer cardigans. And – well – she’s sick. 

Crowley’s eyes soften when she looks at Aziraphale, though, and she all but tackles her onto the soft, well-loved sofa, tugging the thick, crocheted blanket from the back of it and draping it over her legs. 

“That’s better,” Crowley says, kicking her heeled off her black Mary Janes and pulling her legs up onto the couch and drpaing them over Aziraphale’s lap. “Warm enough?” 

“Mmm, much warmer, thank you, dear” Aziraphale nods, shivering at the temperature change under the blanket. She feels absolutely surrounded by warmth, between Crowley, the blankets, the heat pumping through the walls of her old building, and the tea steaming in her hands; she'd be perfectly content if her nose wasn't still entirely stuffed up. 

“You’ll feel better soon,” Crowley murmurs, reading her mind. She leans over and presses a kiss to the tip of Aziraphale’s nose, making it want to run all over again at the attention. 

Aziraphale sighs, tucking another series of sniffles against the cuff of her sleeve. “I hope so, though you’ll be next – mmph, Crowley, you really shouldn’t…” Crowley kisses the corner of her mouth insistently, though, pressing herself in warm and close as if she’s the only one in the world with any hope of warming her up. 

And, well, she certainly has a knack for it. 

“Think we’re well past worrying about all that, eh, angel?” 

Crowley nuzzles into Aziraphale’s neck, warm and ticklish and familiar, and Aziraphale can’t bring herself to argue anymore. Now that they’re home again – because this really is Crowley’s home, too – she can’t help but wonder how she ever dragged herself out in the first place. 

“I suppose so,” Aziraphale says with a yawn. A nap on the couch might be nice, too, and she has a sneaking feeling Crowley will agree. 

#except there's no such thing as cheating bc i made it all up #softersteve #good//omens #my fic

[romanoffsbish]

Fifteen (2)

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader(Bestie)

Wanda Maximoff x Vision (Exes)

Wanda Maximoff x Carol Danvers(Wives)

Monica Rambeau x Fem!Reader(Divorced)

Misery x Fem!Reader

Sad Beautiful Tragic (MW x Taylor Swift Series)

AU—High School Reunion 🤪

Previous Half

This is a continuation, because the fic managed to reach 10k and I hadn’t even finished, so I split it up. 😳

SMUT !! 18+ !! Minors DNI

Strap use, Oral(R! Receiving/Giving(strap)), Marking.

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When all you wanted was to be wanted.

Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now. Back then I swore I was gonna marry her someday, but I realized some bigger dreams of mine. Abigail gave everything she had to a boy who changed his mind, and we both cried.

'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you, you're gonna believe them.

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———

•~~~~~~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~~~~~•

The summer of 2015, you remember it just as it was, a bittersweet cumulation, where fluffy dreams were crushed by brutal reality. Natasha got accepted to Stanford University, and would be leaving New York—leaving you—come early August.

Instead of letting the pain of the inevitable consume you, you chose instead to just make the time with her memorable.

—

"Sooo... My mom finally agreed to us having an unsupervised sleepover." You shout to your girlfriend mid cannon ball.

Your contorted figures burst through the chilled water, causing shivers to run across the entirety of your bodies, following along the same path of the bubbles encasing you. You popped out a second after her, and found yourself instantly pinned to the stairs by her body while you gasped for air.

"Seriously?!" She shrieks, with a set of shocked eyes, and a devious smirk underway.

"Yeah, she said something about trusting us completely, and something else about how at least the worst case scenario didn't end with me being pregnant so she could cope if need be."

"So, next weekend then?"

"Yes... Next weekend..." You conclude, with a gentle kiss to her nose and a newfound excitement settling in your heart.

"Race you to the deep end, and if I win, then I get to buy lunch." You challenged, and the redhead scoffs at your offer, before separating from you to grip at the wall.

"Not a chance you'll win..." She lowly chuckles before you both set off. 

You did win, however since you won by means of distraction she'd simply disqualified your success, and ordered the both of you a pizza to enjoy by the poolside with your group of friends that had been initially forgotten.

—

"Detka, are you sure?" Natasha shakily asks, as she stares down at your partially undressed form.

Natasha Romanoff—before you, had been known around the school to get around. Truth be told though, she was simply the product of sexist smear campaigns, started by stupid kids who'd been pissed that they'd never even made it to first base with her. She was far from traditional, but the idea of sleeping with just anyone didn't sit well with her.

For her, it needed to be spent with someone she could trust her heart with, and she'd always known that person would be you. Every thump of her heart intensified whenever you were around, as if it was somehow reliant upon you to beat. The weekend before she was scheduled to leave, her parents had taken off for a much needed getaway before sending her off, and Yelena left for Kate's the moment their car had driven off.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life Natasha..." You whispered with a cheeky grin, pulling her face to yours by her cheeks, and you both giggled into the kiss as she fell on top of you.

A weekend well spent, full of tenderness, lots of giggling, and most importantly—love.

—

The weekend blended into a week, since you'd now spent every waking moment together. Melina promised your mom that she'd take good care of you, and so she allowed the occurrence. Currently, Natasha was mindlessly scrolling through Vine's while you were sat on her bedroom floor sketching.

"Detka, whatcha working on?" She mutters, as she drops her phone, while rolling to her side, and propping herself up on her bent elbow

"That's for me to know, and you to find out." You tease, tilting your sketch pad up, while sticking your tongue out at the beauty.

"Not fair..." She grumbled, falling back against her bed in a huff, and in turn ignoring you in a failed attempt to get you to change your mind.

"Such a whiney baby, how will you survive college all the way in California?" You jest, failing to see the way her face drops at the mention, but unfortunately not how your heart breaks at the subtle reminder.

An unsettling silence fills the room as the both of you ponder what's to come within a weeks time, and you refocus your energy into your work.

"Done." You mutter, as you tap your pencil to your lips, and pull your sketchpad to your chest with a goofy smile consuming your face.

You propped yourself up on your knees, shuffling towards the bed before hovering above your lover.

"If you're done pouting, I'll gladly show you." You playfully remark, then place a kiss to her pouting lips, followed by a shriek once she swiftly traps you and your sketchbook against her bed.

"Wasn't pouting..." She grumbles, then quickly straddles your lap to take the book from you.

Her hardened features instantly soften as she runs her eyes across the intricate sketch. Cartoon figures resembling the both of you fill the page, with a multitude of scenes depicted. All from your first date, to your first kiss, with thought bubbles that somehow express your immense feelings in simple phrases. Signed beautifully by yours truly, with a phrase that breaks her heart: Forever Yours, Y/N/N

She moves the sketch out of her eye-line to look down at your nervous face. Delicately, she places the book to the side before falling against you, and burying herself in you.

"Did you like it?" Your nervous voice tickles at her ear, and she places a gentle kiss to your collarbone.

"I-I love it..." She stutters out over her sobs, and you just run your hands through her hair, massaging her scalp, and feeling as she relaxes into you. 

"I'm glad, it's yours, I'll get it framed."

Her arms tighten around your waist, and her head burrows further into your neck, as your hands continue their ministrations. The light sound of her sobs were eventually replaced by snores, and your heart simultaneously burst and cracked.

"Please, no matter where we end up, promise you'll come back for me..." You whisper against her temple, before falling asleep yourself.

—

No matter how much you pleaded with time to be kind, and to just slow down, it wouldn't. The whirlwind that was your greatest love story was nearing a place of divide.

August 5th, 2015–The day you'd lost the love of your life to Sunny California, she drove off to build her future, leaving behind the wreckage that was your heart after you'd officially given her every last piece of you. Most people love Wednesday's since it signifies the nearing end of a work week, but you only view them painfully.

Natasha truly loved you with her whole heart, and you loved her just the same, which was why you never asked her to stay, because deep down you knew she would've if you had. All she'd ever wanted was for the words to leave your mouth, for you to give her a reason to stay, but they never did. She drove off across state lines, very much aware that her heart would be left behind in New York, right in the palm of your hands.

—

That same night you fell asleep at her house, in her now empty room, with her smell that still lingered. Her family truly loved you, so they didn't even think to ask you to leave. Before passing out though, a crying Wanda had crawled into the bed next to you.

"He's not worth it darling... He lacked the necessary vi—perspective to see what was in front of him."

"Y/N/N..." She groaned.

"He's—potentially—graduating college in 2019 because he just doesn't have that 2020 .."

"You're the worst..."

"Okay, I'll stop... I'm sorry darling, but truly you dodged a bullet, nobody wants a dad named Vision. Especially not one that is a pretentious twat. It's going to be okay, I promise. Because I got you Wands, until the end of time. So, let's just get some sleep..."

Vision had promised her he'd love her forever, you had even started to believe him, but he decided that the 'bangable college girls' were more alluring than his girlfriend who'd still be in high school for another two years. The supposed transformation you'd witnessed was all just an elaborate ruse, and you were so grateful Wanda had never given herself to him in the same way you did with Natasha. You don't regret a single part of your relationship with Natasha, the only resentment you held was for the fateful end.

"I got you too dorogoy..." She sleepily mumbles, and you smile as you feel her shuffle even closer, and in the moment you know that no matter what, you'd have Wanda, and that would always be enough.

•~~~~~~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~~~~~•

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And when you're fifteen, don't forget to look before you fall.

I've found time can heal most anything, and you just might find who you're supposed to be, I didn't know who I was supposed to be at fifteen.

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"Y/N, are you almost ready to go? Piet's literally pacing the living room and it's honestly making me sick." Wanda shouts up to you from your living room, and you just continue to glare at your reflection.

It's been five years since you'd seen most of these people, so you're not entirely sure why you're so nervous or why you're so hard pressed on impressing them. No matter how much you partake in self loathing, deep down you really are proud of yourself.

You've made a name for yourself, and are successful enough to live lavishly, but you remain humble in your two bedroom home. You spend your free time walking your elderly neighbors dogs for them, to which they reward you with enriching conversations and bowls of lukewarm porridge. Mr. Mittens—asshole that he is, is truly the light of your life. He's a great help when it comes to keeping the kittens you foster in line, and you treat him well with gourmet cans of various fish.

Losing Monica—your wife, had been rather difficult. It wasn't because the marriage was working, no, it was because she'd been one of your best friends first, and then she betrayed you in the worst way by cheating with your assistant. Humiliating you in front of your employees, and ripping the last bit of trust you had in love away from you. Being single for the last two years had given you time to find yourself though, and you became comfortable with being alone.

"Wands, I don't think I'm gonna make it." You shout back, groaning as soon as you heard the hurried footsteps ascending your staircase.

"Don't be stupid!" She exasperatedly states as she throws your bedroom doors open, and flops back onto your bed.

"I'm not facing the entirety of our graduating class without you. What if Vision comes with his brother Tony? I'd honestly die..."

"Wanda, you're literally married to a gorgeous woman, you have a brilliant set of two year olds, and you run a well known business that you built from the ground up. Last I heard, Vis is still as single as ever, because even his trust fund couldn't make the asshole desirable."

"That we built you mean, you're my partner in crime, stop selling yourself short."

Her sudden gasp nearly topples you over as you were on your tippy toes trying to reach a pair of flats.

"Oh my gosh! What if Natasha comes with Yelena?! Y/N/N! This could be your chance."

You'd honestly considered the possibility, even allowed yourself a moment of foolish hope; then swiftly refused to get your hopes up that she'd be there, let alone that she'd be single and still want you.

"Wands, let's not start believing in fairytale's."

"That's the difference between us Y/N/N, I never really stopped, and good thing because believing in them led me to Carol."

"Yeah, your story is rather magical." You lightly chuckle, while painfully searching through your closet for something worthy of the reunion.

"I know... Now, let's find you something worth Natasha's time." Wanda claps her hands, then shoves you away from your closet to take over.

"I'm sure she has better things to do than show up to her little sisters five year high school reunion, who even celebrates five years?"

"Kate Belova does, even more reason to believe Natasha will be there..."

"I still can't believe Yelena and Kate really just switched last names when they got married." You giggle, and Wanda sends a mom glare your way for deflecting, and you shiver at the sight.

"She's probably out on a date with her partner, or helping her kids with their school work."

"You've just imagined a full life for her then?"

"Of course, all I ever wanted was for her to be happy Wands, and I would never dream misery for her in an attempt to ease my own."

"Oh Y/N/N... I'll wish it for you then, that girl absolutely destroyed you, and it's only fair she be as miserable..."

"Yes, but only in the best way possible. She loved me so well that I couldn't fathom anyone else doing it better. There's no resentment for the redhead in my heart Wands, so please let yours go."

"Fine... Promise me this though, if she's there don't just let her slip away if you have a chance. I just want you to be happy dorogoy, it's been far too long since you last smiled genuinely."

"Promise." You exaggeratedly sigh, then link your pinky with hers before shoving her out so you can change into her decided upon fit.

"You act like I've never seen you naked before... Whatever though, I'll respect your boundaries, but you only got ten minutes!" She shouts through the door, you simply roll your eyes and change into the selected upon suit.

——

Natasha stood by the punch bowl, with a couple flasks of vodka in hand to slip in. Groaning outwardly as she wonders why exactly she'd agreed to come here in the first place. She knew it was because of the rare chance that she'd get to see you walk through those doors, but as the minutes passed on her anxiety continues to peak.

"Sestra, Kate's not watching, do it now." Yelena whispered as she had her back to her sister, slightly shielding her, and Nat immediately dumped the contents into the punch.

"Just like your Senior year prom." Yelena chuckles, as she helps her sister clean up any spillage.

Natasha smiles as she remembers the prom fondly, having had the luxury of bringing you along; even if you were just a sophomore, they thankfully allowed plus one tickets for underclassmen.

•~~~~~~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~~~~~•

"Natasha did you get her a corsage?" Melina asks, as she helps straighten out the suit her daughter had selected.

"I-I, mom, you know I'm not traditional."

"Nonsense! What color is her dress?"

"Green." Natasha states with a smile, remembering the way you had told her that her eyes had inspired the dress.

"Okay, pick between these." She mutters, laying out orange, white, and purple."

"Mom, what the—."

"They contrast well with green, do not doubt me Natasha..."

Natasha simply nodded, and decided the white would reflect well with the deep, forest green dress you'd selected. Plus, her suit was white, so it would be another way to tie you two together.

As the time ticked on, she'd become increasingly worried you wouldn't make it down her stairs, then suddenly Yelena came running down with her clarinet in hand. Before Natasha could even question it, Yelena began to play the 'Here comes the bride' tune as you began to make your way down. She expertly side stepped to avoid the slap from her sister, but she definitely winced at the glares sent her way.

Melina had glared her way as well, planning a future admonishment, but she was entirely too focused on getting photos of you.

"Detka, you look, jeez, you look—."

"Jesus, Natasha, we all know you're gay but come on, you're already running late." Yelena grumbles, and this time her mother successfully delivers the slap to her head.

"Sidet!" She commands, and points to the couch, and the shit stirrer walks away.

You lightly giggle at the dysfunction, then lock your eyes with Natasha's, and give her your full attention.

"You look beyond beautiful detka..." She dreamily breathes out, then she raises the corsage up, and you lift your hand for her.

"Thank you darling, you look rather dapper yourself..." You relay, and your heart clenches at the sight of her widened smile.

Melina cleared her throat, then instructed the both of you to face her for a photoshoot. Natasha wrapped her arms around you from behind, and the two of you took about three good photos before becoming goofballs.

The dance was honestly full of idiots, who were either twerking all over one another, or eating each other's faces. Natasha refused to partake, instead she used her years of dance experience, and her iPod touch to make it far more memorable.

There was an outside patio for anyone who'd felt like they just needed to cool down; after utilizing the photo booth, and drinking some spiked punch, she pulled your unsuspecting form outside. She placed her suit jacket over your shoulders to protect you from the New York chill, then found an unoccupied corner. 

"Natty, what are you doing?"

"Well, I plan to dance the night away with the love of my life, sound good?"

"Yeah, but why are we outside?"

Smirking your way, she settles a hand on your waist, then presses play on the selected song: She Keeps me Warm — Mary Lambert.

"Too stuffy inside, I just want you..." She whispers, sliding her hand to your lower back, then placing her other hand on your upper back, and gently sways you.

You don't question it, rather enjoying the intimacy that the twinkling lights, and the lack of sweaty bodies surrounding you afforded you.

"I'll name both of your eyes, forever and please don't go..." You quietly sing along, and the double meaning isn't lost on your girlfriend as she pulls you closer.

Natasha's selected playlist is a medley of love songs from across the ages, and she loves the way that you also appreciate the classics alongside the new age. She spins you out, and lets go of your hand, then smirks at you as the next lyrics sung out.

"Take my hand..."

With a playful roll of your eyes you do as she says, then lay your head against her shoulder as she continues to sing to you in her melodic voice.

"Take my whole life too. For I can't help falling in love with you."

She pulls back slightly, lifting your face to meet her gaze, as she sings directly to you.

"Like a river flows, surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes, Some things are meant to be..."

Then she pulls you in for a tender kiss, slowly moving her lips against yours, as she just cherishes the the way you feel against her.

"I can't help falling in love with you..." She mumbles against your lips, then buries her face into the crook of your neck for the remainder of your time outside.

When time to announce the prom royalty rolls around, she scoffs, then drags you off to her car instead. You watch her in amusement as she takes prom night, and makes it uniquely her own. Natasha finishes the night with you at a diner, sharing a Neapolitan shake, and a plate of fries with you. She smiles in pure adoration as she watches you dip your fry into the shake, and thinks about how much she doesn't want this to end.

The night does end though, and it was perfect. Natasha traced her fingers soothingly down your face, as your breaths finally evened out. Delicately, she'd kissed your lips, giggling to herself as you tried to reciprocate in your sleep. Exhaustion attempted to consume her as she cuddled into you, but she fought it as best she could. For a fleeting moment she was able to just admire all of your features. She sighed once she fully settled into sleeping bag; sleeping on the living room floor was a small price to pay if it meant she could do it with you in her arms.

•~~~~~~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~~~~~•

"Let's just hope the girl shows this time..." She humorlessly laughs, as a silent tear falls, and she discreetly wipes it away.

"Oh, she will. Wanda Maximoff RSVP'd for the both of them, and that girl doesn't commit to things lightly, she'll have her here.." Yelena reassures her, with a firm squeeze to her shoulder before leaving her once more.

Natasha pours herself a glass of vodka infused punch, then she downs it within a second before pouring out another and heading off to a corner for brooding.

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Your very first day

Take a deep breath, girl

Take a deep breath as you walk through the doors...

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The car ride isn't long, but it feels like hours as you sit in the passenger seat and wonder what you'll find behind those doors.

"It's not fair, I was here first, why does Y/N/N get the front seat..." Pietro whines, 'accidentally' kicking at the back of your seat.

"Because Piet, I'm Wanda's favorite." You snark, then move the seat back even farther, as you suddenly needed ample amounts of room to fit your ego.

"Because, our dear little Y/N here needs to stay in pristine condition in case Natasha is there, and the backseat would just wrinkle her suit." Wanda relays, taking a really sharp right, and chuckling at your collective grumbles.

"You'd think having kids would've made you a better driver." You shriek, while Pietro feigns illness in the backseat.

"You didn't die though." She quips, as she finally pulls into your destination, then turns to both of you with a devious smirk as she parks.

"Let's go!!!" She shouts eagerly with a clap to her hands, and you both reluctantly follow her.

Pietro runs ahead as soon as he catches sight of his old track buddies—Sam and Bucky, and they both wave back to you and Wanda with kind smiles before heading inside.

"Hey, I need you to breath sweets, I can't see your chest rising and falling..."

You inhale deeply, then release a long, exaggerated breath, Wanda rolls her eyes as she steps ahead and turns to face you.

"Listen to me Y/N, you deserve happiness, if she's here, and available you just need to shoot your shot. If she isn't, then maybe have a conversation to gather some closure, then be open to moving on to someone new. Stop psyching yourself out, you deserve the world, and if I had been into the brooding type maybe you and I could've given it to you."

"Gross... You did give me the world though Wands, you gave me a found family of people that love me unconditionally..."

"Stop, don't make me cry, I only brought a backup lipgloss."

....

"Just breathe, and then follow me in..."

Wanda the walks through the doors, and you stare at them closing, before taking in a shaky breath. The doors open once more, and as you force yourself to walk in the sound of your name being called sends a pang to your heart, and regret instantly washes over you.

"Y/N/N, it's been too long, I miss you..."

"Mon... How are you?" You manage to get out, swallowing thickly as you do your best to remain composed as her arms wrapped around you.

"I'm doing well, I see you changed your number, I hope that wasn't my fault..."

Of course it was...

"Where's Rogers?"

"Steve is getting us a sampler plate, but I just saw Wanda enter so I knew you wouldn't be too far behind. So I had to come see you..."

"Monica, what are your intentions here? Honestly, I'm too exhausted to play one of your back and forth games..."

"This isn't some game Y/N, I just miss my best friend, and I know I screwed up, but I'm not going to pass up the only chance I have at getting you back in my life."

"This isn't the place for this conversation, but since you started it, I'll finish it. You're right, I did change my number because of you. You broke me, had you just asked for a divorce I would've understood, I know I wasn't the wife that you deserved. But God, Mon, I was the best friend, and I know you know that. You wanted something from me that you knew deep down I couldn't give, and instead of bowing out you chose to hurt me in the cruelest way possible. To take the little faith I had left in love and crush it was beyond forgiving. I love you Mon, I always will, but I just can't trust you, and that is where we end. Go, be happy, and please don't try to contact me again." You say in a hushed tone, doing your best to not embarrass either of you in front of a room of your peers.

The obvious tension, and Monica's not so quiet sobs stifle your attempt for privacy. So, with shaky hands, and unshed tears hanging in your lashes you walked away from the crying woman, and approached the refreshments.  The ladle was shaking as you tried to pour the punch into your glass, but a soft hand hovered over yours in an attempt to steady it.

"Wands, I'm okay, go have fun..." You shakily whisper, as a tear betrays you and falls on her hovering hand.

"Long time no see, pretty eyes... I thought I had told you, lying isn't very ladylike..."

She caught the ladle before it could splash the punch all over the place, and then she gently gripped your arm to drag you somewhere more private. Natasha took you down a hallway, pushing you into a vacant closet, and then once behind the door she pulled you into her strong arms.

"Let it all out detka, I'm right here..."

Your legs almost instantly gave out, so your hands gripped tightly to her shirt. Natasha immediately lowered the both of you to the floor, leaning against a wall, as she just held you close. You buried your face against her in a desperate attempt to ground yourself.

"I'm not going anywhere sweetheart, I got you." She coos, as she lightly rocks you, and rubs comforting circles into your back.

After a few minutes your sobs had dwindled into the sparsest of tears, and sporadic hiccups, then almost instantly the embarrassment flushes through your body at the predicament you find yourself in.

"God, I'm so sorry Natasha... This is just pathetic, you should go back to the party..." You bitterly chuckle, attempting to pull out of her lap, but she pulls you right back in.

"Hey, nothing about you is pathetic... I meant it, I'm not leaving you, I'm only here for you." She whispers, while cupping at your cheeks and it's then that you see her equally glassy eyes filling you with immediate guilt.

"Oh, please don't cry..." You mutter, as you then rotate to kneel in front of her, and gently wipe away at the falling tears.

Natasha gently smiles at you, before kissing your palms, then while feeling rather bold you surged forward and connected your lips with hers. Her arms immediately wrapped around your waist as you moved to straddle her so that she could pull you that much closer.

"God, I missed these lips so much..."

She whispers against your parted lips.

"... and these pretty eyes, that just sparkle..."

She continues, while wiping the residual tears,

"... oh and this face, it's such a beautiful one..." and her fingers tenderly traced your cheeks.

"Most importantly though, I missed the entirety of you, my heart ached without you. There's not much I regret in my life Y/N/N, but leaving you is definitely at the top of my list."

"Hey, no... You had to go, I couldn't be the reason you gave up your dreams Natty."

"Well, let me tell you, I've gotten that little folded paper with my name on it—twice, and I've never felt more alive than I do right here and now." She humorlessly laughs out, as her hands find a new resting place on your hips.

"You're the only part of my dream worth pursuing, the missing piece..." She mutters with so much conviction that you have no choice but to believe her.

"When I saw you got married, my heart had split in two, I nearly flunked out my final year of my undergrad because I was so distraught. I'd always expected it, because of course someone would come through and scoop you up. Somehow, I pulled it together though, and graduated. Then I decided to further my education and go for my masters, but literally right after I started I found out Monica just moved on. I was honestly confused, because who would willingly give up forever with you, I knew I was an idiot when I drove away. Judging by the conversation I just witnessed though, I'm guessing it wasn't amicable."

"Well, when you left I was very distraught myself, I did my best to move on, but it never really worked out. Monica was my close friend first, so the switch in intimacy after high school wasn't too hard, but in the end it couldn't work. She wasn't you, and over time I just couldn't fake it anymore. Instead of just ending things though, she chose to completely destroy me. Cheating on me with my assistant, and doing so in my own office. There's no way it wasn't deliberate, it's like she wanted to punish me for not being able to love her how she wanted, well I guess deserved is the better word for it. She truly deserved better, but in the end so did I. Honestly, I'd sworn love off, having accepted that I'd only ever get the one great one. You were truly my greatest love story Natasha..."

"Were?" She asks, with her bottom lip caught between her teeth to contain the trembling.

"I'm a bit of a basket case Nat, are you sure you really want to pursue this?"

"Y/N, I just told you how much I need you, please don't make me beg..."

"Seeing you beg sounds kinda hot though..." You lustily whispered, while intentionally adjusting yourself in her lap, and smirking as she tightly gripped your hips to still you.

"Oh, detka, you're playing a dangerous game..."

"Good thing I live for danger then..."

Natasha quite literally tackled you onto the hardwood floors, hand behind your head to offer only the slightest protection. Your grunt of pain was muffled as her lips smashed to yours, tongue swiping across your bottom lip in search of permission that you'd immediately granted. A moan flew from your throat as her hands felt you up over your clothes, and her tongue glided across your own.

Instantly the taste of the punch and vodka transcends across your tastebuds, and you freeze. Your inhibitions are low, but eventually you manage to pull away from her lips once her hand begins to unbutton your undershirt.

"Natty, stop, you've been drinking..."

"Oh, sweet girl, always so considerate... Yelena and I might've spiked the punch, so I had maybe a shot, and I'm Russian so really it was just spicy water... I'll obviously stop if you want, but just know that you're not taking advantage of me..."

"Really?"

"Yes moya lyubov', I would honestly wait forever for you..."

With the tendernesses in her eyes, and the clarity on her sobriety, you pull her back in, slightly rolling your hips into hers and gasping at the unexpected bulge.

"Oh, yeah... I was really optimistic.." She chuckles against your lips, then reluctantly she pulls back to work on removing your pesky suit.

Her mouth falls open at the sight of your glistening core, and even though she wants to cherish every inch of you right now, she's aware that there's an invisible time limit in place. So, she pulls her pants down, then watches as your eyes darken once the strap springs out of her boxers, and she drops to straddle you once more.

"You're already dripping, you think you can handle me sweetheart?" She rasps into your ear, and you nod vigorously.

"Words detka..."

"Yes.. I'm so ready... Please fill me up..."

Natasha runs her fingers through your folds, collecting your arousal and spreading it over the strap, then bringing the excess up to her lips she sucks her fingers in to get a taste. She moans around her fingers, then moves to line her toy up with your entrance.

"Fuck..." She lowly gasps at how easily she slides in, and her lips meet yours for a sweet kiss, and her hips moved against yours at a painfully slow pace, reaching deep within you, but never with enough friction to really get you anywhere but desperate.

Once she had you squirming, and felt you whining into her mouth, she just couldn't hold back anymore. Tightly gripping at your hips to steady herself, she moved into a far more brutal pace, and began to trail her lips down until she had your nipple in her mouth. Your legs wrapped around her, pushing her even deeper into you, and simultaneously causing it to rub against Natasha's clit. The new angle caused the coil in Natasha’s abdomen to tighten as her own high quickly approached.

Natasha’s grunts, your muffled moans, and the sloshing sounds coming from your dripping cunt were truly a beautiful medley. Making up for lost time had honestly never felt so good, and neither of you truly wanted it to end.

Natasha could tell you were close though, as your choppy moans were now filling the tiny space around the both of you. Your ability to contain them any longer obviously lost in your dizzy state. She detached her lips from your breasts, smirking widely as she peered down at the marks she'd just left behind.

She suddenly pulled out, and aggressively slammed back into you at a different angle, hitting the furthest depths of you and causing you to scream out in pleasure. Quickly, she had slammed her lips to yours to stifle your moans, in an ill-fated attempt to keep passerby's from hearing in. Natasha could only hope no one had been near, but at the same she couldn’t bring herself to actually care when she had finally had you beneath her again.

Slowing her pace allowed you to really enjoy the fullness of your orgasm, and the feel of your hands kneading at her breasts had sent her tumbling into her own. Her hips stuttered against yours, and her face fell to the crook of your neck as she moved to regulate her breathing.

As she pulled out, all that she could think about was tasting you, so she quickly found her way to your dripping folds.

“Shhh, I’m just going to clean you up detka, I know you’re sensitive my sweet girl…” She coo’d against your folds, and you attempted to shimmy away, but her firm grip on your thighs held you in place.

Once she’d collected the totality of your arousal, she placed a kiss to your clit, then giggled as your body jolted. Then she worked to redress you, pulling your bottoms back on for you, but before she could do the same with your top you’d reached out to stop her. Her brows furrowed, but quickly settled as she saw you settle upon your knees, and watched as your doe eyes dropped to her strap.

Natasha watched in a lust inspired daze as you worked your mouth over her strap, faltering ever so slightly, before taking it in its entirety, as you effortlessly cleaned off your arousal. Your tears were slowly falling down your cheeks; no longer heartbreakingly so, but instead purely drawn out by pleasure, and something about the sight had Natasha’s core clenching around nothing.

Natasha groaned as your head began to bob with vigor, the sight alone had her ready to burst; your unrelenting movements successfully pushed her over the edge of bliss once more. She held firmly against the wall to keep herself upright, while working to catch her breath, which proved rather difficult as she watched as your puffed up lips released her strap with a pop, and a trail of spit mixed with spirts of your arousal followed you.

Her heart burst as she watched you pulling up her ruined boxers, and then her slacks, placing a sweet kiss to her abdomen before tenderly tucking her strap back into her boxers, then securing her pants in place. You shakily stood up, then found your naked body pressed against the door, as she pulled you in for a vulnerable kiss, that somehow conveyed anything that had remained unsaid.

"You know, this is nowhere close to how I'd envisioned this reunion, but I like to think it's perfectly us." Natasha endearingly relays, as she places soft kisses across your face.

"Funnily enough, I'd expected you to have moved onto something better, so this was a more than welcomed surprise for me."

"Oh, my angel, I've only ever wanted you, since that day I saw you and Lena playing in the backyard and then I joined in for your game of tag. I obviously didn’t know what it meant then, but when I saw you Junior year it had clicked."

"You mean when my mom dropped me off for the first time after meeting your parents?"

"Yeah, you were just so gentle, and incredibly kind. Lena scraped her knee, and I remember you'd comforted her almost instantly. Here you were, a complete stranger, and you were still just so loving. Then, Melina and I watched in awe as she actually let you hold her, because normally all Yelena wanted was for mama to tend to her. You've always been the sweetest thing, making everyone around you feel safe, and I've found over time that my heart just never beats properly when you're away."

“I love you Natasha…” You whimper out, as you try not to cry again for the umpteenth time, but fail miserably.

“Thanks… You’re pretty cool, I guess…” She teases, and you’re grateful to her for lightening the mood.

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Natasha and you snuck off to find a bathroom in a fit of hushed giggles as to not draw attention to the closet you were clearly exiting. Once reaching the singular stalled bathroom you both got to fixing your appearances. You splashed water on your face, allowing it to cool your heated skin, before wiping off the remnants of her smeared lipstick, then fixing your destroyed hair to the best of your ability, and straightening out your suit.

Natasha watched you fixing yourself up, then as soon as you seemed content with yourself she'd pulled you into her for another sweet kiss, transferring her deep red lip onto yours.

"Natty, I just got your lipstick off..."

"I know, leave it..."

"Marking your territory already? Haven't even properly asked me out yet..."

"Oh yes, sorry, must've slipped my mind as I was just a bit busy confessing my everlasting feelings for you, then proceeding to make love to you right there on the janitors floors."

Your lips curled at the way she described your previous entanglement of bodies so tenderly, and you cheekily replied:

"All is forgiven... So go ahead, ask..."

"Y/N, will you go out with—."

"Yes!!!" You squeal, effectively cutting her off, as you smash your lips to hers.

"Oh, this is awkward, I was offering you up to Vision, heard he's still single." She winces, as you slap her arm and go to leave before she grabs your hand.

"I'm just messing around, no way I'd ever give you up again. Now, let's get back to the party before anyone notices.”

"Natty, I guarantee you they've noticed." You laugh out while exiting the restroom without her.

Once you slipped back into the event, you'd looked all over for Wanda, then your jaw clenched as you saw Vision infiltrating her space. Natasha walked in right after you, and followed your gaze to find why you'd suddenly become tense.

"Detka..."

Before she could even finish you were stomping over to save your best friend.

"Wanda, what could that woman possibly have, that I can't give you?"

"Oh buddy, a flea could offer so much more than you ever could!" You growled, while shoving his hand off her shoulder, and yanking Wanda behind you for safety.

"Oh, if it isn't little lezzy, I see you corrupted poor Wanda, but I guess you just weren't enough for her, or anyone for that matter. I heard Monica cheated on you, and I mean we all know Natasha drove across the country to get away from —."

He was cut off by a fist to the face, you felt a pain in your hand, and it's then that you realize it is you that punched him. Vision went to deck you, but before he could even rear back Natasha punched him properly, and he was out like a light.

"Go Romanoff!!!!" Tony shouts, clearly drunker than anyone else in the room, as he cheers on his brother’s downfall.

"Y/N..."

"I'm fine.."

"No, detka, you're not. We need to ice your hand."

Natasha went off to collect you some ice, and you turned to Wanda with a sad smile.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Of course I am, my best friend swooped in like a knight in shining armor and saved me. However, she had her own knight right behind her that requires explanation."

"She came back for me, apparently we're both miserable without the other." You smiled, and Wanda matched your smile before observing your hand with a frown.

"You know what he said isn't true right? Platonically speaking, you’re everything to me."

"Yeah, I know Wands..." You sigh, then wince as her fingers go over your bruised knuckles.

“Plus, we’d be too powerful as a couple.” You state, and the both of you giggle at the thought.

Natasha came running over in a panic with a bucket of ice, and ace bandages that you’d wondered where she found them, then the women worked together to help you.

—

While the women tended to Y/N's  hand, Yelena watched from a hidden corner, with freshly buttered popcorn in her lap, and a mischievous smile.

"Sweetheart, where'd you get popcorn?"

"Jesus, Kate Belova, you can't sneak up on me like that..."

"My sincerest apologies Yelena Bishop." She condescends, before moving to ask her about her current suspicions.

"So, was this the plan all along? Matchmaking, and then shit stirring?"

"Da."

"Makes sense then why you asked to be in charge of the invites, and why only a select few were actually sent."

"My beautiful wife, you should know better than to trust me, so really, this is your fault."

"Is not!"

"Your name was on the invitations."

"Now Y/N's going to be mad at me."

"Y/N is a puppy dog who just got the love of her life back, she won't even think to be mad."

Kate sighs, but then Yelena continues.

"Now, Natasha, she will be furious, but don't worry dorogoy, I'll protect you." Yelena says, then laughs boisterously, and the hide out is quickly exposed.

"Yeah, well the couch is calling your name, so enjoy your sleep, I'm sure Fanny will keep you warm."

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As you enter your house you toss your keys into the dish, then used your good hand to pet Mr. Mittens, and he tilted his head in bewilderment as he took in your bandaged hand.

"You spend too much time with Wanda..."

He audibly huffs, then his gaze swiftly looks passed you, and then you hear the scuffling of wheels, and the door lightly closing.

"Your place is cute." She comments, as she wraps her arms around you from behind, and settles her head on your shoulder then extends one hand out to your calico.

Mr. Mittens sniffs her hand cautiously, then nudges his head under her hand, and you nearly choke at the sight.

"It could be ours if you'd like, I don't want to push you, but I also don't want to just start over with you either..." You lowly mumble, confidence having faded almost instantly.

"Plus, Mr. Mittens loves you, and that's rare."

"Well, let's see..." She ponders the invitation, while rotating you in her arms.

"I literally gave my life in California up just on a whim in the hopes of finding you, then just today: I've knocked someone out for you, confessed my feelings, and I even stripped you down in a janitors closet. Nothing about what I've done indicates plans to start over."

…

"So, if you'll have me, then I'm yours."

"Welcome home then darling..." You beam, and smile as Natasha lifts you by your thighs and carries you to the couch, then she falls back with you on top of her.

"Hey Alexa, play my greatest hit playlist." You shout, and a gentle tune starts to play, as you cuddle into the love of your life.

Natasha watches intently as you fall asleep almost instantly, observing the slightest of differences in your appearance since she'd last held you seven years ago. Your face had slimmed ever so slightly, you stopped dyeing the ends of your hair, and you've definitely gained a few beauty marks while living under the sun. Somehow you'd managed to get even more beautiful, and she believes that should be a crime.

Regardless of the changes though, she's just grateful to have you back in her arms, where you’ve always belonged. 

"I came back for you detka, just like you'd asked..." She whispers, then pulls a blanket over you from atop the couch, and falls into a blissful sleep.

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I chose not to write their first time together because they were minors in that portion of the storyline so really I felt the allusion to it was just more kosher.

So, in an attempt not to rob anyone, I gave you their “brief” closeted 🥁 reunion 😂

The elongated smutty portion is truly what made this so late 😳

Also, not that this specific age gap would offend anyone, but Y/N and Natasha are more like 1.5 years apart since she's a December baby and got to start school before turning five.

It took longer than a couple hours because I got distracted and also ya girl had to get ready for work lol (Graveyard shifter)

The distraction — I got these cute hangers of sorts on Etsy and they arrived when I was writing.

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In Every Universe I'll Find My Way Back To You

In Every Universe I’ll Find My Way Back To You

Part 3 for all of you have kept up with me🖤

Some warnings for this chapter, age gap, mean Tess, fighting, weapons, and language. If I missed any I apologize! Im sorry to make Tess the bad guy in this one 😭 I do also have Chapter 4 ready it is a heavy one and very long! I am so thankful for all the love you guys have been showing me and I'm super excited to share the next part with you!

Chapter 3: Surfacing The Truth

The sun peered through the cracks of the boarded up windows. Hearing the light whistling of the wind coming through was peaceful but enough to wake you up. Your brain was trained by now, it had its own alarm clock set inside for fight or flight. The heavy footsteps should have been what woke you. But this was the first time in a long time you felt safe.  Joel was your safe place being away from him for so long you forgot what safety felt like. You quickly jerked awake when the food steps got closer, totally forgetting where you were. You knew you were safe, you felt safe, but fear continued to creep up on you. 

“You alright?” he asked, thick southern accent coming through this morning.

“Yeah, just forgot where I was for a minute when I heard you walking.” 

“I’m sorry, always a little heavy footed huh?”

He tried to choke back a laugh, you on the other hand couldn’t help but to chuckle lightly. 

“At least you are aware of it.” 

He smiled, oh… that smile. It was enough to light up a room if he showed it enough. 

“Let's get going.” Tess stated.

Her sharp voice bounced off the empty walls. 

Ellie came out behind her with a smile on her face. 

“Morning Y/n, Joel.”

Her smile turned into a mischievous smirk. 

You all grabbed your things and headed out the door towards your next destination. 

Conversation was minimal right now. Tess and Joel were a head leading the way. 

Ellie on the other hand was back behind with you, curious as ever. 

“Sooo, you and Joel?” She smirked. 

“What about him and I nosey?” You said jokingly.

“I'm not nosey” she laughed.

“I don't get much entertainment and he really seemed to lighten up when you came around, that was the first time i've seen him smile. And i've been stuck with them long enough to know he never smiled.”

“Ohhh you caught on fast huh?” 

“Well yeah… Maybe I am a little nosey after all.”

“It's alright to be curious Ellie. Me and Joel were together before the outbreak, and we got put in a QZ, I was forced to be with Fireflies for a while and now I'm back.”

“Well that wasn’t juicy at all.” 

“Maybe I’ll tell you more someday, but for today we're going to keep it simple.”

“Ughhhhhhh” She sighed ever so dramatically. 

Joel whipped his head around. 

“If you keep sighing like that you are gonna catch flies in your mouth.” 

You couldn't help but to let out a laugh.

“Funny Joel.” she sassily said. 

“We will take a break here.” Joel ordered. 

No one was going to argue. 

It's been a long walk , but the scenery is gorgeous. Its been a very woodsy walk, trees tall, wind blowing. Very admirable. 

You sat down on some old fallen trees to rest, picking at some of your food that you packed. 

You sat next to Joel on one of the logs across from Tess and Ellie.  

Joel broke off a piece of beef jerky and handed it to you with a light smile. 

“Some protein, can’t live off peanut butter.” he jokingly said 

“Peanut Butter is a protein thank you very much.”

He left out a raspy laugh. 

Tess suddenly got up and walked off deeper into the woods. You weren’t sure to go after her or not to see if she was alright. Tess and you werent very close, for various reasons. But you did at one time consider her a friend. You went to get up to go check on her but Joel caught your wrist. 

“Let her go.” he whispered.

“Is she alright?” you questioned sincerely.

“Stressed.” 

It was a simple response but one that you could accept and respect. Everyone deals with stress differently. You wondered if this had to do with Joel. But Joel had admittedly told you nothing was or ever was going on between them. And you trusted that, completely.  

Tess soon came back and started gathering things and insisted that you kept going. You weren't too terribly far off at least another day or so walk. You quickly grabbed your things, Joel and Ellie started leading the way. You trailing shortly behind and Tess behind you making sure nothing was coming from behind. You decided to slow down and bit and try to talk to her, since you've gotten back you two haven't really spoken. You wanted to at least keep the peace. Don't get it wrong you were indeed still pissed at Tess. But you wanted to maintain a calm trustworthy environment for the four of you. 

“Hey.” 

“What?” she responded sharply. 

“Just wanted to see how you were holding up.” 

“I'm fine.”

Okay so no conversation got it, you thought to yourself.

You guys continued walking, from time to time in silence. You had mentioned to Joel earlier that if you cut through the trail it would save you guys some time. 

 “Joel, where the hell are you going?” Tess yelled to him. 

Oh boy she was mad. 

“Tess, I told Joel about the shortcut through the trail.” 

“ Oh got it so you're taking over now huh?” she huffed.

“Tess, I was just trying to help.” 

“Don’t think just because you escaped and found us means that you are going to start calling the shots, I’m in charge Joel takes orders from me.”

You suddenly stopped walking, anger filling your body. 

“Tess, I was just trying to help. I'm not making orders, I made a suggestion. I'm sorry that Joel took it.” 

She turned around towards you, Ellie and Joel still walking ahead. 

“You going to stop and throw a tantrum now?” she threw back. 

“Tess , I’m really not sure what your issue is, if anyone should be angry at anyone here it should be me at you.” 

“You’re ridiculous, you don't get to say anything. You are just as much a kid as Ellie so let the adults handle things.” 

This fueled the fire she had started inside of you. Everything was about to ignite.

“I am an adult, Tess. You don't get to be mad at me. And you sure as hell don't get to call me a kid.” 

“Why are you even here?” she said, raising her voice.

“For Joel, why else? He’s all I got.'' You tried to reason with her and be peaceful but it's getting hard. You aren't sure how far ahead Joel and Ellie were, but you're sure they would catch on soon. 

“You’re a child chasing a grown man y/n. That should tell you something about yourself. Joel doesn't need you. He had a kid and she's gone. He needs a woman, one to keep up with him and take care of him!”

Your chest was heaving at this point, ears were burning with anger. 

“So your behavior is jealousy? That's why you did what you did right? You wanted me out of the fucking picture? And you can't handle that I’m back and Joel smiles again?”

You're not going to give her the satisfaction of tearing you down. You need to play fire with fire with this. 

“I don’t know what the fuck your talking about Y/N.”

She started walking ahead, as if she hadn’t done anything wrong. 

“You do know! You know what you did to me, and it still didn’t work, did it?!” you shouted back. 

She didn't answer she was silent for a moment, her silence made you even angrier. 

“Did it Tess!?” you bellowed out of anger. 

She turned and started walking towards you. At this point you guys were inches apart. Chests rising and falling quickly, heart rates through the roof, jaws and fists clenched. Things escalated quickly at this moment. You didn’t even have time to react to her hand coming up and making contact with your cheek, smacking your face making your ears ring.

“It did work, A real woman took care of him while you were away, probably still going through puberty. That trip should have fixed you right up, but I see it didn't. You should have stayed a little longer.” She snarled.

You were a mature woman, you knew violence was never the answer, you respected those older than you and their wisdom. But enough is enough…

Anger taking over you, you planted a fist onto her already bruised cheek making it swell and redden even more. The impact was strong for sure, years of pent up anger sent behind it. 

She grabbed you by the collar of your jacket and drug you down to the ground laying some punches on you. Fists flying, skin slapping, curse words being mumbled here and there. Dust and dirt was filling the air, but harsh words and phrases were filling just as heavy. It was loud and intense; you didn't even hear Joel's shouts. 

He grabbed you off of Tess, your legs were flailing and you were still trying to send punches her way. 

“I didn't deserve that! What you did was wrong! I didn’t need to be sent away!” you shouted.

Joel was doing his best to hold you back as Ellie helped her up.

“What the hell are you two doing fighting?”

You and Tess angrily stared at each other, not saying a single word. 

“Should I ask why?” he questioned. 

“She's gone crazy Joel, She attacked me.” She played the victim. 

You wiggled trying to escape Joel's grip.

“I’m not crazy, you know what you did to me was wrong, I considered you a friend!” 

You shouted.

Tess had a look of guilt on her face. She knew Joel would question your remark. 

“Tess, what is she talking about?” 

Joel questioned you still in his grip. 

“Tell him Tess. Tell him how you ratted me out to the Fireflies for being in healthcare” 

Everyone stood silent for a moment Joel's grip loosened and you slid down to your knees, spitting the blood from your mouth. 

“Tell him how you had them come and take me because you wanted to be with him.” 

Tess was silent, guilt plastered all over her face.  Joel spoke up. 

“Tess, is that true?” 

“Joel, we needed a cure.” she replied.

“So you had them come and take her away? I trusted you!” he shouted.

Ellie was standing there blank faced. 

“I don't need this shit. We need to move.”  Tess said following the trail ahead. 

Joel reached out for your hand, offering to help you up from your spot, you accepted and stood.

He cupped your face in his hands trying to inspect the wounds on your cheeks. 

You pulled yourself away quickly, careful not to let him get too close.

“And you… you lied to me. What happened to nothing has or is happening between the two of you?” you whispered, hurt seeping through your voice.

“Y/N, I-”  You instantly cut him off.

“Save it Joel, Tess is right. We need to keep moving.” The four of you continued to move forward with a heavy silence filling what felt like the whole forest ahead. 

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Writing for Eddie? 😳 what would that entail so I can agree!

OKAY OKAY OKAY STOP ME IF I RUN ON FOR TOO LONG

so he’s a very goofy bf <3

Maybe Y/n and Eddie have known each other since like preschool since they in the same grade (obviously y/n being 18 bc I’m not into that, him being 20 like it said in the show, he failed his senior year twice. So you’re both senior) but didn’t really talk because they run with two different groups

Maybe shes with the art kids, or popular (let me know about which one!!!!) and since he’s one of the “geeks and freaks” he wasn’t around her much

But then senior year hit and maybe y/n became friends with Nancy so since Mike is obviously friends with Eddie he was just around when y/n was around

And Eddie finally got the courage to talk to y/n when she had to drop Mike off to play d&d bc Nancy was busy

And he comes up to the car all 😁 like always and he starts out with some cringy shit like “what’s cooking, good looking?” And y/n was instantly intrigued bc of how goofy the man is but also his style is so cute and she wasn’t sure if he really was all metal head, scary, big and mean like he tried to put on

And soon enough she figured out that some of those are true, but he’s a total softy 🥺

Always wanting to hold your hand, learning your favorite songs on guitar so he can play them for you, anytime he’s upset he goes to you and rants and sometimes cries to you and you get to wipe his pretty tears, he’s always wanting to cuddle, when you have sleepovers he never leaves your side and always wants to be cuddled up, omg he would even be one of those people who sit in the bathroom while you shower and talk to you because he didn’t want to be alone and he wanted to be away from you while under the same roof

Speaking of sleepovers

I feel like it would take him a while to let y/n stay at his trailer because his bedroom his messy and the trailer is a little messy (the maid took the week of again iygyg) but once he was able to have a day off where he wasn’t focused on school he would clean up the trailer as much as he could- or as much as he knew how to and invite y/n over to stay the night

And like y/n would be so excited to be over there, thanking him over and over for finally inviting him over

And he would be so happy she was so happy

Trying to cook her a meal but he’s shit at cooking so he just fucks everything up

So they order from a diner or something and have breakfast for dinner

And once it was time to head to bed he would travel on back to his room, kiss his guitar of course, and y/n would be like” :0 I’ll help you clean your room if you want all you had to do was ask if you needed my help!!!” (The mess stressed me out the first time I saw his room) and he would get a little embarrassed like “oh, yeah, sorry”

But she didn’t mind bc that’s her man and if he needs a little help of course she’ll help! So she cleans for him and he’s like “you don’t have to do this plz, it will get messy again soon enough” and she’s all “hush! Once it gets messy again I’ll help you clean again” she thought it was cute bc it was so boyish of him to still kiss his guitar, have his laundry, dirty magazines, all that strewn across the floor and stuff

And she would so make him have self care days like she does every weekend

So she would tell him “come over freshly showered, stinky!”

And she would make him do the face masks, hair masks, cucumber over the eyes, all of that stuff

And he would just agree bc he wants to see her happy

And he would so like “introduce” her to weed

And he would show her how to smoke and stuff bc she’s like “how do you inhale? I don’t want to do it wrong?” And she’s embarrassed bc she doesn’t want to look stupid in front of her boyfriend but he’s okay with it bc he has no reason to make fun of her. He just wants her happy and safe the first time she smokes

And omg they would have sooo much fun and eat everything in the trailer together 🥲

And their pet names for each other

I feel like Eddie would be such a “baby girl, sweets, beautiful, pretty girl, etc. kind of guy” and she would call him “stinky, Ed, baby, babe.” And every time she called him “stinky” (which was often) he would get all ☹️😣 but it was cute to see his reaction because he started acting like a baby

Plz the boys would so tease him for it

Eddie would be so into d&d that night, his show voice on, getting so excited but every time y/n made a noise (maybe she’s just sitting in and watching bc Eddie missed her company) he would turn back and break his crazy character like “you okay, sweets?”

And i just know he’s so funny and so goofy and he’s always making her laugh and flirting with her ☹️🥺

And omg once he finally graduates they would graduate together 🥺

(Shut up I know what happens the last episode but that’s a big fat lie and I’m ignoring it and I haven’t even watched it bc I’m trying to cope without seeing it)

She would be so proud of him

Help and I feel like his uncle would love her because she actually helped Eddie study and she pushed him to his absolute best in school

And her parents would eventually love him

Ugh

And she would go to every single one of his gigs no matter what :(

And she would force all her friends to come even tho they weren’t into all that metal music kind of stuff but she knew Eddie deserves the crowd because let’s be honest he’s knows how to shred that fucking guitar

Help but he would be so horny 🥸

After their first time of course

Maybe they lost their virginity’s to each other :(( lmk what you think abt that!!!

And after their first time he would be so attached

Just so touchy

More touchy than he was before

A hand on her thigh

Taking a quick grab at her tits

Stop and she would wear all his Iron Maiden, Metallica, old horror shit like rob zombie and stuff, all those kinds of shirts (my dads a huge metal head so I grew up with this🙏)

And he would be a soft dom, right?

Like all cute during sex, smushy, kisses, holding hands, but then again some times he would get a little too freaky

Knives, blood, they would both so have a crying kink, degrading, hot wax, piss (?) 👁👁, spit, all of that

And sometimes he would give it his absolute all, the knives out, licking over her little cuts, his grip leaving bruises

But then other times he would be all soft, gentle strokes in and out while he tells her how pretty she is while pressing kisses all over her cheeks

Help… the stains on his sheets… 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨

And let’s act like all that stuff with Chrissy never happened and like they aren’t all severally traumatized bc they live in actual hell HELODHDB

That’s all I’ve got

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My Picks: Top Dramas of 2023

This is really for me to refer back to when people ask me what to watch. In no particular order or category:

Meet Yourself - having leads that were already well-established in their adult lives and careers was sooo refreshing. And though my heart got utterly torn out in episode one, I was completely invested in seeing Xu Hongdou's journey through grief and back into truly living.

The Blood of Youth - I can't recall why I gave this a chance, but I am extremely glad I did. I possibly watched the whole thing 3 times from forcing friends to sit down with me, and I appreciate the humor and characters even more on re-watches. The only romance I remotely cared about was the tragic one, but that was okay because romance was not the point of the main plot.

The Trust - I had actually watched the animated version of this story, which is maybe the 2nd I watched all the way through, and I loved the live action as well. The lead actors did a good job playing each other, and the humor was a nice relief during a hard time of the year for me.

A Familiar Stranger - I think I finally am okay with short dramas because this one was so well done. I adored their relationship, and even despite how terrible the secondary couple could be, wished for them to have a happy ending (in another life). I considered watching My Journey to You for Cheng Lei alone after this performance, but just couldn't get through it.

The Scent of Time - I know "popular" opinion is that the ending ruins it, but as a writer, I can accept the different possible endings - the novel's version where she gets her peace and someone to be her loyal companion, as well as the dream ending where she will have to work again to make a life for herself with the prince. I will eventually make a post on my thoughts about it. But it made me fall deeper for Zhou Ye and excited to see other dramas with Wang Xingyue...

Story of Kunning Palace - I love Bai Lu. I haven't watched all of her dramas, but there's something about her that I really enjoy in the right story. I liked that Xuening was still flawed and so was Xie Wei, and yet this time all of her harem get (relatively) happy endings. I was also surprised by Liu Xiening's performance as the princess. In some respects she had more chemistry with Xuening than either Zhang Zhe or Xie Wei. Wang Xingyue, did you intentionally do two projects with this premise on purpose?? [Also, those aggressive kisses?!?! Zhang Linghe, I didn't know you had it in you.]

A Journey to Love - I haven't finished it as I only watch a few episodes per day, and I did spoil myself on the ending. I can accept it because there has been so much foreshadowing. I'm here for the mature relationship, the humor, the friendships, the princess (my god, the PRINCESS!) and to be baffled by people disliking Liu Yuning.

Honorable Mentions:

The Starry Love - I need to go back and watch the episodes I fast forwarded through... I was more invested in the older sister's love story initially. Nevertheless, this is one I will rewatch.

The Love You Give Me - not at the very top because the plot feels overused and there were too many plotholes for my writer's brain. But I love their chemistry and Quanquan was worth sticking it out for.

Provoke - After enjoying A Familiar Stranger I had to give this one a shot. There were so many scenes that really captured my imagination. The leads carried their roles so well. It's my first Republican Era show and I suddenly get the appeal. Also, I love Du Jingchuan as a villain. He's so good at being skeevy.

Exploration Method of Love - I struggled through terrible subtitles because I've dreamed about these actors in a drama together. Gao Hanyu grabbed me in Love is Sweet, and Song Yanfei was great in The Trust.

*Butterflied Lover - I've seen one episode because the rest is behind a pay wall... but I am determined to watch it!

*Hilarious Family - at times the humor felt forced, but other times it hit for me. It wasn't compelling enough for me to finish it (yet) though I am curious as to what the ending is going to be.

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