#i’m so out of practice 😔 we’re working on it

[jackactuallywrites]

Drunk and Disorderly

Pairing: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x you

Rating: Mild, no smut or gore

Warnings: Mostly chill, Ghost does yell a bit— although you do have to exercise 😔

Summary: You’re working on breach (as in doors not babies) exercises and Ghost is overseeing yet again (sus)

Notes: I know I haven’t updated in forever but in my defence I wasn’t feeling it. Enjoy!

Word Count: 2343

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You were starting to think that Ghost might be following you.

Of course, this might have been fuelled in part by your deep desire for the man’s attention; after all, there were a dozen reasons that a Lieutenant would be overseeing another training exercise, none of which had to do with you, but you liked to believe otherwise.

“If you spend the whole time mooning over him, I’ll put you in a headlock again.” Katy didn’t seem to feel at all the same about Ghost’s presence, her square jaw set in defiance as she sized up the men around her, always ready to prove how worthy she was of her place in the forces. Elle pulled a face at Katy, “Sourpuss. Let the woman dream.” Elle looked at the large, nondescript grey building, “I mean, there’s all sorts of nooks and crannies in these practice buildings, plenty of places for you two to sneak off to and shag.” A soldier nearby turned around, his brow raised questioningly, and you elbowed Elle in the ribs, “Queen of subtlety, you are! Just shout it from the barracks, why don’t you?” She hummed, “You know what, that’s a good idea!” As she opened her mouth to shout, you elbowed her in the ribs again, and she grinned, squirming away from you, “Well then, don’t tell me to!”

Katy snapped her fingers, “My God, is that all you two think about?” She tapped her fingers on her thighs excitedly as she walked, “We’re practising breaches. You can fuck a soldier any day. But you don’t get to play around with explosives every day.” You paused, “I- What? Babe, you’re literally part of the bomb squad.” Katy rolled her eyes, “Yeah, I get to drive around a little robot all day. They don’t let me blow shit up for fun. Except for today. And I’m not letting you two dickheads ruin it for me.” Elle pouted, but the two of you acquiesced, quieting as you walked along behind Katy, a pair of troublesome chicks behind the mother hen.

It was as though you were back in secondary school, the way the three of you clung together in the desperate hope that you’d be able to stick together as a group, and luckily for you, you did. Better yet, the commanding officer assigned three more women to your little group, two of whom you’d met before, the third a new face. Elle seemed to have sized up the other women as potential suitors, though by the slightly morose look on her face, you assumed her self-described ‘gaydar’ wasn’t giving her the results she wanted. Katy had clocked another ammunition technician and was already deep in conversation about the intricacies of ordnance and munitions, and Elle had swiftly gotten over the lack of romance and was happily chatting away with the other two, leaving you to scan the crowd, looking for Ghost.

It wasn’t hard to find him; his mask made for quite a distinctive look, though he was turned away from you, his hands wrapped around the straps of his tactical vest, busy talking with the officers around him. Though Elle gave you a subtle look out the corner of her eye, she knew enough not to make any mention of your quiet crush on Ghost in front of the other soldiers, allowing you to pine for the man silently.

You hadn’t seen him since your night out at the club, but the memory was still pristine in your mind: the way the two of you had danced, the jumper you still had bundled up underneath your bed, as well as the one under your pillow, the way he’d brushed his hand against your cheek so intimately. There was something between the two of you, no doubt about it, but as to what it was, you had no idea. It was no secret that there were fairly strict rules about fraternisation between ranks, even if they weren’t always followed, and Ghost had toed the professional line carefully; he’d danced with you and showed some tenderness in the way he asked after your injury, and brushed your cheek, yet the same could be said for Katy or Elle, and you hadn’t any plans on shagging either of them. What you wanted was confirmation, a solid sign of what Ghost’s intentions were, but unless you outright asked the man, you weren’t likely to get an answer.

Unfortunately for you, Ghost seemed to be able to sense your not-so-subtle staring at him, his head slightly turning, his eyes flicking from soldier to soldier until they finally landed on you. Even from a distance, his gaze seemed to pin you in place, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up, and what was wrong with you? You were a soldier and a damned good one at that, and here you were, weak at the knees because some man was looking at you. He hadn’t even so much as kissed you, but even still, he was ever-present in the back of your mind, a forbidden fantasy to get you to sleep at night and to keep you going through boring tasks during the day.

Ghost was the one to break eye contact first, turning back to the officers and sending them out to start off the event, leaving you pining after him, wishing for him to look back at you. Once again, you caught the daydream in its tracks, forcing yourself to focus on the officers as they talked about the exact machinations of the task at hand, describing how you would be breaching the door and entering one after the other, making sure to check your corners. You could see in Katy’s posture, the way she was bouncing on her tiptoes, that she was desperate to start, the last word barely out of the instructor's mouth before she was pulling your little group forward to be the first into the house.

How it had gone so atrociously wrong, you weren’t entirely sure. Katy had placed the door breaches perfectly, and once they’d gone off, Elle had led the way into the house, kicking the door open with a well-placed boot, and the four of you had been ready to charge into the room to clear it when the door had been kicked back into Elle’s face, and that moment had knocked the front of your train of people off balance, though the momentum was still going forward, so you’d ended up as a dogpile on the dusty concrete floor, the soldiers playing the enemy surrounding you easily.

Naturally, you all thought it was hilarious. After all, you’d all practically flattened Elle, and she’d made a hamster-pitched squeak as she was pinned under three bodies, and it had been quite the effort to wriggle out from the tangle of limbs, feet stepped on, elbows accidentally colliding with faces as you struggled to your feet.

On any other day, that would have been it: a laugh and then a friendly correction by the officers before you tried again, but this was not one of those days. Ghost was at the head of the group of ‘enemy’ soldiers, his eyes expressing that of thunderous rage as he glared down at your small group. You weren’t sure you’d ever seen such anger, the amusement in your little group dying instantly, huddling closer together to weather the shitstorm that you all knew was about to rain down on your heads.

Elle was the first to receive his wrath, his gloved finger pointed at her as he delivered his judgment, his voice starting level yet raising in intensity as he went on, “That was absolutely fucking appalling. Corners. The first thing we teach you is corners, and you don’t check your fucking corner? What the fuck are you playing at?” Katy, having been the second after Elle, spoke in her defence, “Sir, with all due respect, this was my mistake-“ Ghost jabbed his finger at her, “Did I ask your opinion? She fucked up, you fucked up, you two absolutely cocked it up. Not a single one of you would have survived. Because of,” he pointed at Elle and Kate, “your idiocy, you would have gotten all of your squad mates killed. And you think this is funny?” Ghost or not, you weren’t about to let your girls take the blame, “Sir, it’s not just on them.” His eyes snapped to you like a hawk, and you couldn’t help but feel uneasy at the fury his gaze held, his eyes dark, “Not a fucking word.”

You could feel that flaming attraction beginning to falter slightly; you could excuse the mask, the reputation, and the being from Manchester, but not even god herself could slate your girls and get off scot-free. Your jaw clenched as you stared at Ghost defiantly, a battle of wills being fought silently in your locked gaze.

Impossibly, Ghost looked away first. Ghost, man of few words and numbered kills, averted his gaze. He sighed, tucking his thumbs behind the straps of his armoured vest, “Listen. You’re under my protection. Even the slightest fuck up means you could get killed out there.” His eyes found yours again, “I can’t abide anything happening to you. So I will be hard on you because I can’t allow failure. Alright?” Katy glanced back at you, her brows furrowed, but she didn’t question what she’d picked up on, turning back to Ghost and nodding, “Aye, sir.” The rest of your group of girls added their agreements, and Ghost pointed at the door, spinning his finger, “Let’s go again.”

You weren’t sure that you’d ever been run through so aggressively. Every single soldier had to take a turn at each role, breaching a different room in the building until you were sure the layout was imprinted in every one of your heads, and Ghost shouting ‘corners, left, right, sweep’ would be the lullaby to get you all to sleep at night. Elle didn’t even have the energy to make any snarky comments about Ghost riding you all, sitting down in the shower as you sat on the floor outside of it. “Babe.” You groaned in response to her, “I know, I know. He’s a fucking psycho.” Kate snorted from the bedroom, “One day. One day of hard work, and you two are whinging this much?” You picked yourself up from the floor, pulling the towel from around your hair and setting it back on the radiator to dry as you walked back into the main room, flopping down onto your bed, “You’re telling me you do this every day?” Kate shrugged, “If I wanted to sit on my ass, I would have worked in an office.” “This wasn’t extreme to you?”

A sharp rap at the door broke your conversation, and you sighed, “I’ll get it. You get Elle. I think she’s fallen asleep in the shower again.” “Fine.”

Out of everything, you hadn’t been expecting to find Ghost on the other side of the door. You stepped out, quickly pulling the door closed behind you, thankful that you were in your cargo trousers, a vest top, and a bra rather than your usual pyjamas, consisting of a threadbare T-shirt and a pair of loose shorts. “Lieutenant. Can I help you?” Ghost’s eyes darkened as he looked down at you, gesturing with his head, “Get your kit on. Let’s go.” You looked at him questioningly, and he reiterated, “Let’s go. Now.” Exhausted as you were, it was impossible for you to deny the intrigue that Ghost was providing you with, so you did as you were told, giving him a quick nod as you stepped back into the room, pulling the door to behind you.

Kate was wrestling a somewhat uncooperative Elle into bed, wrapping the duvet tightly around her as she grumbled. Kate looked over at you as you pulled on your shirt. “Plans?” “I- no. Exercise.” Kate nodded, “Uh-huh. Lieutenant?” Your silence was enough of an answer for her, and she rolled her eyes, “He touches you, and I take his balls. Superior or not.” “Love you too. In a bit.”

Ghost hadn’t revealed to you exactly why he’d come to you, but you weren’t about to ask, content to walk alongside him in silence through the base, your mind slowly turning things over as you swept your hair up into a bun. Would this be the transition from friendship to something more? From the stiffness in his back, it didn’t seem that way, but you were an optimist. It was only when you took the same road back to the large grey block building that you realised where he was taking you, seeing a few soldiers milling around the entrance. You turned back to look at Ghost, your eyebrows drawn together, “Dude. No.” “Did I ask?” You huffed, folding your arms over your chest, “No way. That building is all I see when I close my eyes—that and you shouting.” “That’s an order, soldier.” You groaned, “Ghost.” He placed his hand on your shoulder, his voice soft, his eyes pleading, “Please.”

It was strange to see a man like that beg, and you could feel your resolve beginning to crumble until you let out another irritated groan, “Fine! Fine. But you get three runs, and that’s it.” “Five.” “Three was the bargain!” Ghost grumbled, tilting his head from side to side as he stretched his neck muscles, “Four.” “My God. You’re a huge pain in the ass. You know that?” “I’ve been told. Four.” You’d gotten away with talking him down from the two dozen runs you knew he really wanted, so you gave in, “Fine! Four.” He gestured for you to walk over to the building with a jerk of his head, and you obeyed, feeling Ghost walk along behind you. You could almost hear the smirk in his voice, “Five?” “No.” “Six it is.” “Ghost!” He reached out to grab your shoulder, pushing you playfully, “An even ten should round us out nicely.” “Dickhead.”

#jack writes #ghost cod #simon ghost riley #simon riley #cod #cod fanfic #cod mw2 #ghost mw2 #cod fic #simon ghost x reader

[flynnriderishot]

reader not feeling safe at night alone outside and calling Chris and js wants to talk to him for comfort and he gets all protective and wants to come pick her up but she says no and he keeps worrying and reader just thinks it's super cute and tells him and idk anymore

12 am - c.s

a/n: let’s thank spotify premium for getting me through this and the next few fics 😔🙏

the air was oddly cold as you walked the quiet streets back to your apartment after working a little later that you usually do.

normally, you wouldn’t have worked an extra shift due to how irritating your job was, but the extra money meant a lot to you at the moment, especially because your car was currently in the shop.

the neighborhood you lived in wasn’t too dangerous, but the silence and random dark corners you’d find yourself looking at sent chills down your spine.

taking out your phone, your hands subconsciously pulled up a very familiar contact and called before you could stop yourself.

less than four rings later, a soft,

“hello?” filled your ears.

“chris.” you winced to yourself, a little annoyed by the enthusiasm that you had.

“hey, what’s going on?” you weren’t given the chance to respond before he cut in again, “you okay?”

“yeah, no, i’m fine.” you brushed off his concern, “i just didn’t feel comfortable walking home in silence.”

a beat went by.

“walking home? you’re taking late night walks at twelve am? what the hell are you talking about? you should’ve been home three hours ago.”

“it’s not a purposeful late night walk, when’s the last time i did that without you?” at your question, chris get his cheeks heat up. it was true. anytime you thought about going out late, chris was immediately by your side, “i stayed a few hours later to help you.”

“yn, it’s twelve am and you’re walking home. i get that your cars in the shop but if you were gonna stay late you should’ve told me. i would’ve made matt pick you up.”

your shoulders fell.

you knew he wasn’t mad at you, but more so upset that you risked putting yourself in danger for the sake of not forcing matt out of his comfortable position in bed.

“i didn’t wanna be a bother.”

you could hear shuffling on the other side of the phone before he scoffed, “you’re never a bother, you know that. even when i want you to be.”

knowing he’d be embarrassed if you pointed it out, you didn’t respond to the last part, instead trying to reassure him,

“i’m almost home—”

“too late. we’re picking you up.”

you heard the car door shut and the engine start.

“chris—”

“you know what? you have to pass our house to get to yours, right? you can just spend the night.”

“i promise you, i’m fine.”

“i don’t care.”

you could practically see the shrug he gave just as headlights of car filled your vision.

chris hung up as soon as he spotted you looking at the car with a look of faux annoyance.

he wasted no time in hopping out the vehicle and trudging over to you.

“i just wanted to hear your voice while i walked home.”

“you can’t call me at twelve in the morning while you’re walking home by yourself and expect me to just give you words of encouragement for your journey.”

knowing he was right, but refusing to admit it, your cross you arms over your chest, “it’s twelve thirty.”

“that’s not helping your case.” he snorted, watching a smile make its way onto your face.

he pressed a hand to the small of your back, the feeling sending a rush of warmth throughout your body, “get in the car. we can watch movies and cuddle.”

the giddy look on his face made you selfishly happy for calling him at twelve am.

taglist: @hearts4chris @timmyandsturniolo @mayhem-72 @luvsturns @knowingnothingnoel @mrsmattyb @itzdarling @julliaaaaaaaaaaaaa @dracoflaco @heartsforchrisandmatt @lily-strnlo @alliehansson @stinkytwinkwinky @mstarniolo @mxqdii

#sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo imagine

[diorsluv]

casual , part 3

“ i’ve heard so many rumors ”

series m. list previous chapter next chapter

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yourusername post workout glow 🙈

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edwards.73 you’re really fucking hot

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→ vivianliu GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY GIRL

username14 ETHANS COMMENT?????!?!?!?!?!?!

markestapa pretty girl 🫣

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→ jackhughes back the hell up dude

→ _quinnhughes this is a literal fever dream

username54 rumors aint rumors anymore

username38 ethan’s practically screaming their relationship status to the world rn

colecaufield i’m not a part of this in any way but you genuinely look really good rosie

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→ jackhughes if you ever fucked around with my sister i would punch you in the face

→ colecaufield I HAVENT AND I WONT I SWEAR

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→ yourusername we’re flirting AS A JOKE because you’re gone now and you can’t dictate shit anymore 🙄 lhughes_06

username45 LMFAO did ethan ask everyone to say shit to cover his comment

mackie.samo i see you’re working out without me now 🤨

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→ markestapa what is this 😟

adamfantilli woha

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jackhughes did you redecorate your room??

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_quinnhughes i know who it is.

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→ trevorzegras congrats to the only hughes brother with a brain 🥳

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→ rutgermcgroarty the fact that it took you this long is concerning

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→ dylanduke25 fr the rest of us had to find out DIFFERENTLY

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username55 i know someones gonna come back for this post tn…

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username38 UR SO PRETTY

username30 GIRLLLL give us the workout routine please 😞🙏

username88 body goals hello????

trevorzegras ur bed was not in that corner last time i was there

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→ jackhughes since when were you in my sister’s apartment??

→ trevorzegras i was in town for a game

→ jackhughes but detroit is 45 mins away????

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→ yourusername jack he was helping me set up my ikea dresser 😭😭

→ vivianliu i know someone’s absolutely LIVID

dylanduke25 WOW SO PRETTY

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username96 help i audibly screamed when i saw this post

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yourusername some of the guys invaded girls night at 12 in the morning and then literally kicked us out of my own room ⁉️⁉️

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edwards.73 why was i not invited

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vivianliu and they burnt our fucking cookies

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→ dylanduke25 THAT WASN’T EVEN US

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g.brindley4 oh my god i’m on the main

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username38 mark wearing sunglasses in a dark ass room 😭

dylanduke25 rut’s ass was in my face and i swear he fucking ripped ass like three times

→ yourusername HELLO WHAT??? I DONT REMEMBER THIS

→ rutgermcgroarty I LITERALLY DIDNT THO??

→ luca.fantilli i could smell that shit from the other room

→ g.brindley4 the absolute STENCH

username32 luca could not have been comfortable sleeping in that position 😭

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luca.fantilli cuddling with the homies 🥴🥴

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→ markestapa 😘

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→ vivianliu you’re all so weird

trevorzegras marky lookin kinda cute tn 🫣

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username77 getting kicked out of your own room is crazy

username48 ethan’s definitely punching the air rn

_alexturcotte what happened to the boyfriend

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→ trevorzegras imagine what’ll happen when your brothers find out 😂

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→ _quinnhughes i found out

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username79 ethan’s definitely regretting not putting a label on them

username92 do luke and jack never check the comments 😭😭

→ vivianliu they did but rosie gaslighted them into believing it’s not ethan and they barely pay attention to what the others say anyways

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lhughes_06 WE NEVER HAD SLEEPOVERS WHEN I WAS THERE WHAT??

→ yourusername i’m the better sibling

→ vivianliu correct

→ rutgermcgroarty correct

→ edwards.73 correct

→ colecaufield correct

→ adamfantilli correct

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→ _alexturcotte correct

→ markestapa correct

→ luca.fantilli correct

→ mackie.samo correct

→ dylanduke25 correct

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→ jackhughes INCORRECT TF

edwards.73 I CAN’T GET OVER THE FACT THAT YOU DIDN’T INVITE ME

→ yourusername IM SORRY I GEN THOUGHT U WERE JUST BUSY AGAIN

→ markestapa there’s no way you’re still on this

→ edwards.73 inv me next time 😔

next chapter notes ) happy april fools dayyy!! hope yall got some good pranks in 😈😈 and guys HE DOESN’T DO LABELS 😓

tags: @dancerbailey3 @hughesfein @loveforaugust @alwaysclassyeagle @love4ldr @inhoodmood

#ethan edwards #ethan edwards fanfic #ethan edwards fic #ethan edwards x y/n #ethan edwards x reader #quinn hughes #jack hughes #luke hughes #trevor zegras #mackie samoskevich #mark estapa #dylan duke #rutger mcgroarty #luca fantilli #adam fantilli #cole caufield #alex turcotte

[cweampier]

this is filthy, but i want leon to smack my pussy while he fingers me tbh

edging w leon and every time he can feel u get close, he takes his fingers out and smacks ur clit. hard.

would kill to get a good fuck from this man ugh😔

me likey bites fingernail seductively

leon set a torturous pace with you writhing beneath him, the palm of his hand firmly pressing down on your pelvis, as he practically hammered his fingers into your sloppy cunt. it squelched as it soaked the decorative cushion of the chair beneath you as you left your imprint on it. “such a greedy little cunt y’got, hon… is two fingers not enough?” he sneered, watching as you fought against his hold, your hips bucking up as you were so fucking close to your fleeting moment once again.

suddenly, leon removed his fingers from the inside of your walls, eyes peering down at the glistening digits, a smug smile appearing on his face. “d’awww.. baby wanted to cum didn’t she? that’s too. fucking. bad.” he emphasized each word with an excruciating slap of his fingers against your sensitive bundle of nerves, eliciting an animalistic yelp from your throat. you clawed at the chair’s legs, your nails carving at the wood, definitely leaving marks behind. you stared at him as he evilly sucked his fingers clean, eyes locked onto yours with a brooding stare. you shivered, looking around before he brought a hand to your face, giving it a little shake before forcing your lips to pucker.

“we’re gonna go again, and you’re gonna last as long as i want you to. it’ll feel so good baby, just think about when i’ll let you cum… how grateful you’d be.” he muttered into the shell of your ear venomously, letting go of your face. he was taunting you for your behavior exhibited earlier. “that’d be a nice change, right?” he continued, catching your thighs as they threatened to close. “don’t push your luck, sweetheart, i’m giving you a choice, isn’t that so nice of me?”

you shook your head frantically, your nose leaked with snot, hot tears streaming down your face as the stinging sensitivity consumed you. “no… hh’no.. leon,” you spluttered, gripping onto his forearm. he didn’t take no for an answer, scoffing. without hesitation he plunged three fingers past your slit, watching as you coated them almost instantly with your slick. his fingered idled inside you as he pressed a calloused finger against your clit, your body jolting with stimulation.

“‘knew i could make quick work of that attitude of yours, this pussy of yours is telling me all i need to know..” you’d rubbed your thighs together, rocking your hips against his hand. a low guttural laugh bellowed from his throat, watching as you helplessly attempted to get yourself off. “hmm’kay.. fine.. fine you win leon—please.. please jus’ let me cum.. wanna cum so bad..” you’d plead with shameless desperation, staring up at him through your long lashes. you did everything he asked of you! why’s he being so mean?

he gripped your inner thigh, seemingly unsatisfied with your choice of words. “no matter how dumb i fuck you, you still don’t understand what the fuck i’m asking of you. you just love getting punished don’t you?” you whimpered in confusion, jaw locked up tightly, unable to respond to his remark. “this ain’t about winning, you think it’s that easy, huh? god, your lack of sensibility is adorable. it makes it easier to deny you of what you want.” he watched as you gushed around him, glancing down at your pussy as it clenched around the three fingers he so generously plugged you up with.

“fuck, you’re sick..” he berated you while you were quick to deny the allegations. it was already too late, he had already caught onto your guilty little pleasure. “stop fucking moving, you wanna be dirty, i’ll treat you like you’re even dirtier.”

#mean leon my fav #he’s so fun to write my pussy is squeezing around nothing #leon kennedy #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #resident evil #resident evil smut #resident evil x reader #resident evil x you #cweampier

[csl0ml]

So needy… ?pt1?

This is my first time EVER writing a fanfic so it’s my first time writing smut so be nice please 😔

I actually hate this so much 😭

It’s also REALLY long so 😭

Chris x fem reader!!

Chris and reader are dating

Warnings‼️‼️

smut, smut, smut, and smut, the tiniest (like one sentence) of fluff so 🤷‍♀️

pink: you

orange: Chris

Not proofread so 🤷‍♀️

Enjoy!!!

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“Chris omg will you please leave me alone?”

lately Chris has been needy and whiny for no fucking reason.

It’s like he’s going through heat

“Come on ma please, I need you so bad”

I groan in frustration “I could care less go jerk off or something”

Chris frowns “my hand doesn’t feel as good as yours”

I’m still working on something for my job so even if I wanted to help Chris out I literally couldn’t

“Chris I’m working please just go cum and let me be”

“Fine.” Chris is obviously pissed and walks into our shared bedroom and slams the door

“You’re acting like a stubborn teenager!!” I shout at him

“Fuck you.” He responds

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A couple hours later I’m on the couch watching a movie.

I pull out my phone and see I have a notification.

Chris sent me snap. Weird since we’re in the same house.

When I click on it my mouth drops.

It’s a picture of his dick dripping pre-cum, it’s veiny, it’s not too long, not too thick, it’s perfect.

I immediately turn off the tv and walk to our bedroom. When I get to the door I hear quiet whimper, whines, and cries.

“P-please y/n I need you”

wow I never thought of Chris as the type to beg and whine.

When I open the door I see Chris with his pants around his ankles, dick sticking out of his boxers and his eyes swollen and red from crying.

“Awe baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” I ask him as I walk over and sit on the bed. I knew what was wrong. I knew why he was upset. He was so horny and hard it hurt him. But we have a deal. We can’t touch ourselves without permission.

“ I-I’m so hard it hurts. please ma, touch me.”

“Hmm I don’t know. You were distracting me from my work I don’t know if you deserve it.”

His eyes go wide and he moves closer to me. “No! Please I’ll be a good boy I promise! I need you so bad I might die if I don’t cum soon”

I then get an idea.

“Well…last time I checked good boys don’t whine and distract mommy when she’s trying to work and busy.”

Chris looks like he’s about to break down again.

“I’ll make you a deal. If you be a really good boy I’ll let you cum.”

“Yes! Please I’ll do anything to cum I just need it so badly.” Chris almost cried tears of happiness.

“oh but you don’t get to come right now… good boys let mommy cum first. That’s how it’s always been”

Chris burst into tears when I said that.

I grab his face and wipe his tears.

I say in a baby/mocking voice “oh baby I know you’re horny and so hard but you would’ve been able to cum earlier if you weren’t so needy.”

“I-I’m s-sorry. I just needed you so bad I couldn’t wait”

“I understand. But now you’re gonna have to wait. Right now mommy’s gonna cum first okay?”

All I get in response is a nod from Chris.

I push Chris against the head board of the bed and tell him not to touch himself until I tell him to.

I get up and strip. I start with my shirt. Then my pants. But I leave my panties and bra on.

Chris whimpers at the sight of me.

I then walk over to the night stand and open the bottom drawer. I pull out a dildo and a vibrator.

Chris knew I had toys. But because of our deal I didn’t use them unless he told me I could.

I walk back to the bed and get myself situated.

I pull my panties to the side which have a huge wet spot due to how wet I was. I was practically dripping everywhere just from watching Chris whine.

I slowly rub my clit. I let out a quiet moan. I look at Chris and see that he’s just sitting there in awe. It’s taking him every single muscle in his body not to start jerking off.

Once I’m done rubbing my clit I slowly slide the dildo into my hole. My head shoots back in pleasure and I let out such a load moan I wouldn’t be surprised if the neighbors heard.

I look at Chris and then his dick. His dick is twitching and dripping pre-cum.

I start sliding the dildo in and out of my dripping pussy. I then grab the vibrator I got from the night stand and put it on my clit.

My back arches from the amount of pleasure and I let out a moan.

“Oh my god Chris” I moan.

I look at Chris and he mumbles something.

“What’d you say baby?”

“I said you look so beautiful ma.”

I thank him by getting up and giving him a kiss.

The kiss then turns into a very sloppy messy make out session.

I pull away from Chris and he frowns

“Why’d you stop”

“Because I need to cum first and then you can get everything you want”

I lay back down and slide the dildo in and out again. I place the vibrator on my clit again. I’m moaning so loud my throat hurts.

I can feel the knot in my stomach get closer.

“I-I’m close Chris omg”

I then find my self having an orgasm.

I start riding out my high on the dildo. Once I’m calm again I look at Chris.

He’s crying again.

I take the dildo out, turn off the vibrator and sit infront of him. “What’s wrong baby?” not actually knowing what’s wrong.

“I- I just don’t know how I ended up with someone so gorgeous. and my cock is throbbing and it hurts”

I laugh at his statement

“Don’t worry baby. You were such a good boy and didn’t touch yourself so now you get to cum”

I get down face to face with his dick and start licking his tip.

Chris’s head shoots back in pleasure. He’s a moaning mess.

“Omg yes y/n don’t stop”

“You’re mouth feels amazing”

“It feels so good baby”

All this stuff he’s saying while he’s moaning

I take his whole dick. It’s hitting the back of my throat and I’m trying my hardest not to gag.

“I’m close”

I just hum in response.

The vibration from my hum must have been to much because next thing I know Chris was practically screaming my name.

He’s coming down my throat as he grips my hair. I sallow his cum and look up at him.

There’s tears in eyes from the pleasure.

“You did so good baby. You were such a good boy.”

“Thank you mamas”

“Want me to fuck you now?”

Part two?

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[brookezanti]

Hi! I was wondering if I could get a request please for Lockwood and Co. The reader is a agent at Lockwood and Co and one day, the they had to work with some other agents from Fittes and the reader kind of messed up on a hunt and one of the Fittes agent starts yelling at her and Lockwood comes to their rescue. Thank you!!

I can try 🌞 (sorry for the wait, I have no motivation 🤯🙏)

Lockwood to the rescue

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As the request says

- warnings

Yelling, kipps team, anxiety (?), Lockwood with the amazing come backs 😔🙏

Words 452

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You had been working for Lockwood and co for a while now, and getting to know the people their. First Lucy, a sweet person with a feisty side, with also an amazing listening skill- comparable to Marissa Fittes, an amazing women that could talk to type threes.

Secondly, George, an quiet person that could talk your ear off with research or about his interests, and could make a mean cup a tea.

And lastly, Lockwood, the founder of Lockwood and co, the person that hired you. Lockwood is the definition of a rebel, a mischievous person that gets into trouble and some how gets out of it. And the person that got you in this mess.

Deprac assigned it, but Lockwood got you here, working with a group of fittes agents- kipps team.

You walked in the house and could feel the tension though the air- could practically cut it with a rapier.

“Since theirs eight of us, I think we should split into groups of 2.” Bobby said while using his hands to motion around.

“That’s fine with me” Lockwood said, and everyone else agreed.

“Okay, Lucy and me, George and Ned, Kat and Lockwood, and y/n and Bobby. ” kipp’s says, no one say anything but everyone looks uncomfortable.

“Okay, since we’re in are groups now, Lucy, me, George, and ned will take downstairs and the rest will take the upstairs.” Everyone nods their head and goes to their respective places.

You felt nervous because, one Lockwood looks beautiful tonight, and two your working with fittes- people that already don’t like you. So you tried to stay quiet and not speak to give the other team a other reason to not like you.

The investigation started well enough, you were in charge of the temperature monitoring thingy and created an iron chain barrier for y’all to stand in.

You were all standing in the circle you had made. When Ned heard something and turned hitting you in the process. You stumbled and breaking the circle.

“You- ” Lockwood tried to say but was then cut of by Bobby. “Oh my god! Look what u did, oh you stupid little-.” He yelled but was cut off.

“Stop! She didn’t do anything wrong, if you want to yell at Ned he hit her.” Yelled Lockwood, defining you for breaking the circle.

“Mistakes happen, I mean you should know that since you are one.” Lockwood said continuing on with his rant.

Bobby was shocked, so we’re you but happy and relieved.

The rest of the mission went by quietly. You captured the source and did it safely. And was heading back home to have tea and burnt toast, but knowing that Lockwood supported you.

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A/n - I’m guess I’m back 🤷‍♀️ but idk know that seasonal depression hitting hard - (@hufflepuff1619 here u go,sorry for the wait and I hope u like it 👍🫶)

#music #spotify #lockwood and co #george karim #lucy carlyle #love #anthony lockwood x reader #anthony lockwood #🫶 #i’m back #😛 #i think

[boyinafandom]

OOOKKK SO I wrote this originally on ✨wattpad✨ and it got like 2k reads? But I deleted it (because I’m an ungrateful brat that doesn’t deserve love or whatever) but anyway here’s some story notes before we start

(Also my dumb ass accidentally posted this when it was unfinished and then had to delete it and start all over so…😔😔)

•y/n is a 25 y/o MALE because we need more male y/n content

•ej,jeff and Toby have a a brother like relationship, Jeff’s the oldest and ej and Toby are around the same age so you can decide for yourself who YOU think is older MMMKAYYY (i say as I bat my pretty little eyelashes at you)

•TW hint at y/n having a past sh problem

•this story is one of those biker sand pit show thingys (i don’t know what there called) but anyway short summary, ej and Toby work there part time (and so does Kate but that’s a minor thing) they find y/n they tell them to leave, they don’t so they tell y/n to get in the cage and if they don’t cry they can stay, and Toby ruffs em up or whatever blah blah blah *blows raspberry*

•also ej and y/n are lowkey in a relationship/Situationship and he gets mad jealous when Toby so much as talks to you, so be ready shawty 😈

______GAY PEOPLE<3______

A story by Me…LN :3

(THATS NOT THE NAME OF THE STORY I SWEAR😭😭😭)

“You’re not going,Y/N. It’s not safe.”

-Jeff a total of 5 hours ago when him and the pastas that could conceal there identities said they were going to a “cool motor party” or somthin I don’t know I heard party and saw my change to finally get out of the house. So I took it and snuck away when Jeff wasn’t paying attention and now I’m at this big ass party- more like event. Jesus have you seen this place???

I roll my eyes at the thought, and take a look around, the first thing I see is Kate selling drinks,and I knew it was Kate because Of that jacket she always wears, with a motorcycle cycle helmet on, I guess the employees have to wear them? I don't fuckin no, so I walk over to the stand, the top of the gazebo is blue, probably one of those cheap ones from Walmart or some shit, anyway | greet her, she recognizes me and hands me a red solo cup of [insert what you want to drink here lolz] and I wave bye and walk off.

I stop at the gate, the motorists are practicing before the show, so everyone here has a chance to roam and stuff, and y' know, get robbed or something, anyway I'm completely focused on these men, just wandering about,engines blare, sand is getting thrown from the weals.

And then I feel it, hands,No knuckles, rubbing up and down my back, I whip around, about to slap the bee-Jesus (ya like jazz 🐝??) out of the person who had the nerve to touch me…and then I paused.

“Oh…hey Jack.”

He had a helmet on, to hide his..demonic..appearance but I knew it was him, from his gloves, he wore them so no one would see his claws

“Hello love, I thought you weren’t aloud to be out here?”

“Because Jeff told me it was “dangerous”? He literally uses me as a “get out of ass beating free” card every time we’re on a mission together, I don’t value a single thing he says.”

He places his hands on my hips, lightly pulling me in

“Well, it’s good to see you.”

He smiles. God why do I fall for the dorks..?

“It’s good to see you to.”

Then Toby comes up behind him, rolling his deep, dark umber eyes (yes I did google “different types of brown” for this,SHUT-)

“Jesus could you be any more gay???? Like seri-seriously. This is just sad.”

He says with a stutter

“Kind of hard to be a dick when you have a chronic stutter problem gay boy”

(GOD I FUCKINH LOVE COLOR CODING.)

He rolles his eyes, his face mask slipping lightly off his nose,so he moves it back up, then his phone rings,he huffs and pulls it out of his pocket and picks it up.

“WHAT.?”

Me and Jack look at each-other

“Jesus fuck Ben are you serious??? You had one job. One fucking job.”

He looks pissed, he wasn’t usually this easy to aggravate.Maybe his bipolar is acting up?I think he might’ve been out of those meds.

“You.”

Toby points at me.

“What.”

“You’re getting in the cage.”

“No the actual fuck he is not.”

Jack says, I can feel his grip on my waist tightening

“Fuck off Toby.”

“No. There not even supposed to be here. You heard Jeff.”

Jack let’s go of my waist, getting in Toby’s face

“Oh yea? And you’re gonna do what. Make them??”

“No. But how about this? They get in the cage, and if they make it out without pissing there pants they can stay. Ok!?”

Jack turns to look at me

“Sure I guess”

I say with a shrug

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As I get into the cage I feel Toby eyeing me from afar

“Ok so all you have to do is keep your arms up or close to your body, and if me or Toby hands you anything keep it close to your body ok?”

I nod

“Ok great, the show will start soon, so just be ready.”

Then he walks out of the cage and after a few minutes I hear engines blaring, people cheering, so I throw my arms up and wait, the black tank top I was wearing lightly rising up, and in a moment there was a man in the cage with me,the visor on the helmet lifted so I could tell who it was,it was Jack, I’m surprised he could operate a motorcycle with such lack of vision.

He did rings around the cage, as he went his hands layed on my chest, shoulders, waist and back, he loved to touch me, that was evident, his favorite activity when we were alone together was to trace my scars, getting visibly upset when I told him there was more then the ones on my arms, he hated the idea that I wanted to hurt myself, and that I used to.

After about 5 minutes of spinning he exits the cage, it goes silent for a minute, and it stays silent..and it stays silent.. I want to turn around, to see why it was so silent, and then the noise started back up again, thankfully, and Toby entered the cage.

He however was not as fun to be around as Jack, he was going insanely fast around the cage. Batting at me with his nails, leaving red marks and lashes all over my upper body, one on my face to, this went on for what felt like hours.

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Yet another unsatisfying ending from me :3

#creepypasta #ticci toby #writers on tumblr #eyeless jack #jeff the killer #kate the chaser #your mom #tumblr fanfic #creepypasta fanfic #motorcycle cage #BEN #ben drowned

[catb-fics]

God I love transparency as much as the next person and it sucks that more people in the industry aren’t. Hope this provides a little explanation. Sorry for all the long ask and messages 🥴

Catfish just barely signed with management before Showtime came out. It appears that Van had no resources other than the label & Sardy while in LA. Management handles all the business stuff so having 0 management definitely doesn’t help with making great promo. There was practically no time to do any major promotional work from when they signed with management till when Showtime was released. Prep work takes a bit of time so using old material is the best they’ve got. I do think bigger things are coming though cause they do have to keep growing. I believe the end goal is still to take over the world and it’s going to take a massive push to. Sometimes labels and/or management kinda scale back at first when bands haven’t generated much activity for a while and are unsure of what they’re capable of in current times (the industry and demand has changed drastically in the past 5 years). Either way from my perception they’re playing off anticipation now to generate numbers when the time is right.

Studio musicians are typically top tier musicians that work freelance. Like Sardy, who did guitar work on Are You Gonna Be My Girl and a handful of other big albums. Touring musicians and studio musicians *can* be the same though a in my experiences there’s a lot who are strictly studio musicians because they hate touring. I would not be surprised to see Sardy playing a few shows with Catfish. Though I think Van will put together a regular lineup for a live band for consistency. Might never be full time with the band like how Bondy and Bob were, hence the “session musician” title. Benji is at least still the live bassist

If this is all true then I guess that means that any future promotional stuff might be better. I know it’s not all about chart position and stuff as Van’s all about his live shows (which I’m sure are gonna be phenomenal) but I feel sad that Showtime took a while to get on playlists and only charted at 49 before dropping out 😔

With Reading and Leeds coming up they’ve got huge potential to snare loads of new fans so I hope the album promo is pushed more. I don’t necessarily think keeping Van out the public eye is a great marketing tactic either. The people that really wanna hear from him are the existing fans and we’re gonna be here waiting anyway. All those people not going to shows will have their first sighting through some grainy fan footage online. Get him out for an interview getting all excited about new music and being back on stage so fans from everywhere can get excited too!

I cannot see Sardy on stage at all for some reason 😭😭

#catb asks

[sunnibits]

I was tagged by @gingerteaonthetardis, ty abbey! ☺️

favorite movie trilogy of all time: Honestly I also have to say Lord of the Rings. I mean, I also can’t even think of anything else, but lotr would definitely beat anything else. I actually just finished a fellowship rewatch last night! What can I say, those movies are just perfect.

name of the main character in the last book you read/are currently reading: I’m in desperate need of a new book right now, but I just finished ‘I Kissed Alice’, which surprisingly, does not actually star an Alice! (Technically). There were two main characters - Rhodes and Iliana.

favorite color combination: hmmm that’s hard, I don’t really think about color combos? 🤔 I have to say I’m a big fan of anything involving teal as an accent.. like, brown and teal, black/grey and teal… so good… And personally I think crimson and gold is just always a classic win. Also, any kind of warm/sunset color palettes! I’m so weak for that. 🤌

most common craving: probably chocolate or any sweet candies, and also salty snacks, as far as what I end up hunting my pantry for the most. I’m very weak for any baked goods as well and will jump at any chance to make warm, gooey brownies or chocolate chip cookies!

favorite word: bro hell if I know.. probably not my favorite word (because how could you possibly chose???) but the first thing that popped into my head was ‘languid’. I love that word, it has such a nice mental image - especially bc it sounds like ‘liquid’ which idk, I just like a lot. And yet I always seem to have a hard time working it into my writing…

word count of the last writing piece you worked on: well, if we’re counting the notes I frantically jotted down last night to make sure I didn’t forget any bits of the scenes I had in my head, then 834 words 😂. (That one’s a small Izzy fic about him getting wounded but it’s slowly turning into a full on steddy hands fic against my will, please send help 😭). But! If we’re just focusing on like, actual full writing and not just half-written dialogue, then we have my other Izzy-centric WIP which is 1,964 words so far. Not bad at all by my standards! 😌 (That is, considering the longest thing I’ve even posted on AO3 was only 1,130 words).

current obsession: I mean… do I even need to say it😔😔….. Besides just my horrible little man though, I’m currently obsessed with practicing stylization in my art! Like, trying to figure out what shapes I can make people into to make everything more fun and dynamic, and how to distinguish characters from each other with those shapes. It’s very different from what I normally do, so it’s super fun to explore! Even if I don’t really know what I’m doing as of yet 😅

this was fun!! tagging (if you feel like it!): @lordoftherazzles @gxlden-switchblade (bestie I know you are writing some wild fic lately!) @iggy-hands @soliusss

#tag game #y’all please give me the power to finish my WIPs #I will post a snippet or something if asked just pls #i have so many izzy WIPs I have to finish at least ONE

[halfblood-princes-crown]

ELA anon again It’s nice to see u feeling better! 😊

on chapter seventeen, five more chapters

I really hate it when McGonagall leaves Neville to possibly die, maybe she could’ve made him a piece of paper with a password only he knows (an easy one) with the passwords, but then again they did chase Sirius out and upped security but like 🤷‍♀️ dead student?

When they get the fire bolt, Hermione does a spell that would reveal (or disappear) any jinxes on the thing

so when Snaps gets the marauders map, why doesn’t he use that or something similar or stronger for it? like ohhh the second hand embarrassment 🫠 I get he might be feeling strong emotions and stuff but ”show me your true face bitch” like no 🫣

It hurts to see Harry be like “my father didn’t strut” ohh when he learns 🤭

Anyways, oof imagine calling over ur childhood bystander to confirm giving something very illegal to an innocent minor (even though he didn’t do it)

just not it 😬

Kinda feel Bad for Lupin though he’s thoughts we’re probably like

“How did I forget about that?” “Maybe if I remembered it earlier, Ron wouldn’t have been hurt, the Fat Lady wouldn’t be terrified to do her job, everyone would’ve been safe” stuff like that

It’s so satisfying reading Hermione slapping him in the face😊😊😊

Draco reminds me of a kid I saw at a bday party, I’m having an convo walking past him “shut up you donkey!!” 💀

Quidditch is the dumbest thing ever, 0/0 stars

Harry’s first crush, give it up for Cho Chang!!!! (8/10 stars) The stress for Hermione and her extra emotions I Just wanna slap her for all the classes and wrap her up and make her take care of herself 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

Also Peter really holding up for Voldemort? Bro gave up free food and good home for crucio 😔

and Istg if I had to hide and my old bitchass rat who I thought was dead kept making noise, I would’ve snapped his neck. I already practiced mourning him, ready for round two 🤷‍♀️ Anyways ahh books almost to an end

Have a glorious day!!

Jeez…would you believe me if I said your ask JUST popped up…it did that with someone else’s ask too. Idk whats up with tumblr 😒

Anyways, THANK YOU! Feeling a lot better!

Yea, I didn’t like that she did that either. I think it’s really overlooked in the fandom and that’s a bit disappointing.

And not too much on my boi Sev, he was going through it 😭 let him have his embarrassing moments 💀 (ngl I never thought about that💀 he’s trying)

Harry: “My father didn’t STRUT!”

Snape on the inside:

There’s very…VERY…few things I feel bad for Remus about, but yea, I wonder what he was thinking…I think he might have laughed a little in his head…or maybe I’m being petty, idk 🤷🏽

And yes, we love Hermione for that😌

Draco reminds me of a lot of things…none of them are good. Canon Draco makes me itch but I like Fanon Draco, I can admit that proudly

Oouu, I thought I was the only one that thought quidditch was boring 💀 but to be fair, my opinion is irrelevant because I can’t mentally keep up with the majority of sports, with a few exceptions

CHO CHANG!!! I love her

Why so violent 😭 you sound like my irl friend who was yelling at me for pulling an all-nighter so that I could write. HERMIONE CANT HELP THAT SHES A HARD WORKING YOUNGSTER!

Ah yes, Peter. I really want to know more about him! He’s another one of those complex characters. I want to look at hcs but not from Marauders stans because they erase his interesting traits to make him fit their image. I need snapedom hcs of Peter 🤔

THE VIOLENCE! ANON WHY😭 not the rat 🥺 (fun fact: I love rats! They get a bad rep and people lie about them a lot)

Have a spectacular day! 💚

#ELA anon

[shippin2electricbindu]

For Flug! ❤, 💙, and 🖤

- just-another-self-shipper

Thank you for the ask!!! (๑>؂<๑)۶ I haven't talked about him here yet which is a crime in itself 😔

❤ - What image or video ( or both ) would you use to describe your relationship w/ them to other people?

wabdawdhaudawd this. Just this. Me @ him constantly.

 [ I couldn't find any other images/video stuff really. My phone was barren ｡ﾟﾟ(*´□`*｡)°ﾟ｡ ]

💙 - Do you share a specific night time routine? Or is one of you dragging the other to bed?

Okay SO kind of??? We’re both Night owls so really we both will stay up to the silliest hours of the night. I mostly end up dragging him to bed when I see he’s really REALLY tired. As in slouching over his work space and struggling to stay awake. Although I try to keep it around a certain time so his body clock knows when sleeping time is. Although I already sleep w/ a eye mask because I find it hard to if it’s even slightly light unless I’m very very tired, But if I didn’t: I probably would just out of respect for him until he would have been comfy with me seeing his face jdjfhhfhfhgh (o´▽`o)

He does know how to fool me though :( Once I’m asleep, I’m down for the count and it’s very hard to wake me up ( apart from light ) and sometimes he’ll go back to his work when I'm sleeping (`ー´)

🖤 - The most embarassing thing you've caught each other doing? Or is there something worse that others have caught the both of you doing together?

I once accidentally caught him practicing trying to ask me out, Just out loud in his lab while he thought noone was there. I was there for about 3 minutes before he turned around and noticed me sitting there. It was horribly embarrassing for him but I thought it was cute (-^艸^-) . Atleast the practice paid off. Although I didn't 100% pick up what he was doing at first

I can't really think of anything super embarassing I'd do tho :')) But something would definetly happen and it's be one of those things I replay in my mind forever.

#[[ God I gotta talk about this twink more. He's so lovely (ﾉ*>∀<)ﾉ #[[ I would hold him softly and cheer him on no matter what. He deserves it jdhdhdhc #🧪💥✈ ;; I'll come crashing down with you #💌💌 ;; Asks ••

[hard-core-super-star]

I came to the conclusion that we're both cool and mysterious, that's it. that's very specific and right on target because I feel like one little joke would lead to another path with maybe other jokes, which would lead to comments and then a whole conversation revolving around it lmao

okay, on the third star this won't happen again 😔

I'm pretty good (I'm literally not) at getting references, so yeah, it would be funny joke! but since I told my joke first I won

I'm shocked that outside of my bubble hawkeye really didn't do that well either, but sshhh, we can pretend. WHY it's embarrassing to admit this?? this is so cool lmao, I loved the lego batman games and I still do tbh. see?? lego games leaded you to DC, they changed your entire life!!! I'll consider it a crime for you to say you find this embarrassing. I love being dramatic for no reason. do you have other games you like?

I didn't know there were other (canon) queer representations in the arrowverse shows- give me a reason to start watching Batwoman, I just want to start some series but nothing seems very interesting 😶

well, at least avalance got their happy ending... RIGHT?

I stopped at the season (I don't know which one it is) they go to paradise aka a place where there are many Ava clones. legend of tomorrow and batwoman being canceled and flash not? maybe... maybe it has a name? 👀 even though I love flash, I can't, every season being practically the same thing gets tiringhdhjwwk

THEY'RE NOT GIRLFRIENDS?????? The queer baiting needs to stop or I will take matters into my own hands, literally, it's so???? and did this work to boost the show further? It's okay, you deserve to sleep in peace, but iiif one daaaaayy--

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i think that's a very good conclusion to come to and i’m glad we can leave it at that. our conversations make up the messiest timeline ever and i somehow feel like that's really fitting.

i’ll believe it when i see it 👀

we’re just going to have to wait until i get the chance to make another reference again and see if you get it.

yeah, we can pretend it did well enough to get another season, they just haven't announced it ‘cause of the strike, you know? i don't know, i’ve just never told that story before and it felt kinda lame. it just goes back to young me having a lot of hyperfixations and having enough time to fall down rabbit holes. the Nightwing phase was strong for that very reason lmao. i don't know how well-known this franchise is but i adored Mafia 2 when i was younger which probably says something weird about me lmao. Mafia 3 is pretty amazing too. i also weirdly love the FIFA games even though i have a very basic understanding of soccer. i can't tell you how many times i’ve replayed GTA V for the cars alone. there's probably more but i can't remember 😶

OH MY GOD, don't get me started on batwoman because i love that show to death. the first season is good but not as good as two and three. it sucks that season three is their last season because it's so good. AND GAY! the whole show is queer af and it doesn't shy away from it at all! [hence why it was canceled so soon] and listen, i know she's supposed to be an irredeemable villain or whatever but alice kane is so ajdjjdjdkskaks 🫨 i could write essays on her character, her development, and how well rachel skarsten acts out all the nuances that come with a character like alice.

they did and that's all that matters to me. i just pretend like the cliffhanger doesn't exist and they went right back to causing chaos.

honestly i think that season [season 3] is one of the best ones and it’s definitely not just because of ava and sara but 👀 season 4 is good too except for the light queerbating that happens but since it's Legends of Tomorrow, i just assume it was canon but not shown on-screen, you know? there's honestly something to love about every season, even when it goes very off the rails. i defended the flash until i possibly couldn't anymore. i only kept watching it because of caitlin [AND THEY ALWAYS DID HER SO DIRTY, WTF!!! my girl deserved so much better]

shocking right? they played into it so much but it just never became canon. i think they just managed to string the fans along because no one could look away from that trainwreck. plus, the actresses are amazing, it's not their fault the producers kept queerbating the fans. i’ll think about it…maybe.

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[thetenthdoctorscompanion]

For the Christmas prompt thingy! Honestly I'll take all the help I can get getting into the holiday spirit. (I literally just got back from seeing the nutcracker for the 1st time ever and while i loved it, still nothing as far as holiday cheer goes😔)Obviously you know which one of your oc couples is my favorite and i never get tired of(S+C(+E)), but if you want a break from them, I also accept Dean and Kat or Stiles and Sadie. Any # tbh but 3, 7 or 10 caught my eye. I appreciate the help 😅🎄

I know that this took me until Christmas Eve-Eve, but I hope that it still gives you a little boost. I knew exactly which one I wanted to do as soon as you sent this.

iv. taking their time picking the tree

Christine had experienced almost every kind of Christmas she could imagine. She’d had years where she and her dad had just gone to the movies and eaten Chinese food. She’d had years where she went to a big Christmas party thrown by whatever company her dad was working for that year. She’d had Christmases where they decided to skip Christmas and try to recreate Hannukah the way her mother would’ve done it. Big Christmas, small Christmas, or no Christmas—Christine didn’t have a lot of expectations.

This year, though, she knew things would be different.

Once everything in Hawkins had settled and healed, once she’d finally grabbed her diploma without being eaten by an interdimensional monster, Christine left Indiana behind for MIT. Moving to Massachusetts might’ve been bittersweet if she hadn’t taken so much of Hawkins with her. It was hard to miss home when she was sharing an apartment with Eddie and Steve.

There hadn’t been much debate about the situation. Both boys cared more about Christine than anything keeping them in Hawkins—except Wayne, who Eddie called pretty much every day. He worked for cash at the local mechanic, Steve climbing his way to up to assistant manager at a nearby movie theater. They split rent and groceries three ways, which meant Christine was saving loads on room and board. It also meant spending every day with two of her favorite people.

Most days it was a little slice of heaven.

Today, it was decidedly not.

“Will you two stop arguing?” Christine begged. “My feet are about to freeze in these boots.”

“I’ll stop arguing when Eddie takes his head out of his ass,” Steve complained. He had his arms folded over his chest, giving Eddie a stern look. “We’re not getting this one. Pick something else.”

“No,” Eddie said stubbornly. “Why would I pick something else when we could have this beauty of a tree?”

“Because this beauty of a tree isn’t going to fit through the door, let alone in the living room. It’s about three feet too tall.”

“Wha—no, it’s not.” Eddie scoffed, struggling to hold the tree upright as another gust of wind blew through the lot. “Okay, it’s tall, but once they do a fresh cut on the bottom and we trim the top—”

“Dude, they’d have to cut the damn thing in half! We’re not buying it!”

Eddie swore and dropped the tree back against the fence, which creaked dangerously under the weight. “Well we’re not buying that shrimp of a tree that you picked out. Why the fuck would we get a three-foot Christmas tree?”

“Because it’s practical,” Steve said for the hundredth time. “The apartment’s already too small for us and, unless the tree’s gonna pay rent, I’m not letting it take up a quarter of the living room.”

“It’s for one month, Harrington. Don’t be a Scrooge.”

“Hilarious. Have you even read that?”

“What, because you have?”

“Guys, stop,” Christine pleaded. “Can’t we just split the difference and get a five-foot?”

“No,” the boys replied in unison.

Christine whined and snuggled further into her winter coat. They’d been standing in the tree lot for almost an hour, but with the wind chill, it felt like four. Even with two pairs of socks, her boots, her gloves, her sweater, scarf, coat, and hat, Christine could feel her blood starting to crystalize in her veins. Eddie seemed to be impervious to the cold, merely adding a hat and gloves to his usual ensemble of ripped jeans and flannel. Steve was bundled up in his peacoat, but he was so irritated that his anger was doing a better job of keeping him warm.

She knew, in theory, why they were having this argument. Steve had grown up with an over-the-top Christmas every year, a tree larger than God in his living room. Eddie never had that opportunity. In the trailer with Wayne, the most they ever did was hang up twinkle lights in the living room. This year, in their own apartment, they had a chance to do Christmas their way. They just couldn’t decide what their way was going to be.

“I still say we get a fake tree,” Steve huffed. “It’s less money in the long run and—”

“Over my dead body, Harrington.”

“Oho—we’re getting there, Munson!”

“Come on, angel, back me up here,” Eddie said, turning his puppy eyes to Christine.

“We’re not getting a fake tree,” she sighed. Eddie punched the air in victory and Steve groaned, sour until she added, “Because if we get a fake tree, it means I’ve been standing here for an hour freezing my ass off for no reason. I literally do not care what kind of tree we get. So help me, God—you two are gonna pick a tree, strap it to the car, and take me home before I take that seven-footer and shove it up your ass.”

“Wow, okay, uh…” Steve scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. “Which one of us?”

“Both of you,” she growled, “one on each end.”

The boys winced, then exchanged a look of resignation. Eddie shrugged and tipped his head to the side, a silent “you heard her” to Steve. Steve pursed his lips and looked around the lot one last time before he folded.

“We’re not doing anything bigger than six feet. And you’re vacuuming, Munson! If there’s a single needle in the carpet come January—”

“Then you can use me as a tree topper next year,” Eddie said, hand over his heart. “Aye-aye, Captain.”

“Oh, fuck you, Munson.”

“That’d be great, thanks.” Eddie winked as walked around Christine, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her back into his chest. The boy was like a furnace, heat radiating through her layers as he kissed the top of her head. “But I think we have to thaw-out the princess first.”

#i realize now that this is not especially christmassy #but it is especially stedsy #so i hope you will enjoy regardless #I am happy to do another one for festive cheer. #brittney writes #inside out #stedsy #io prompt #io asks

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I want to know about Kiki 😤

Fucking knew u were gonna call me out on this one Amelia 😂 and you already know all the details... It's abandoned and on chapter 2... I don't ever see myself picking it up again... 😔

Here's a snip for u, it pains me to even open it cuz I wrote it ages ago... 😩 But only for u Amelia and it's a long snip too, hope you will like it! This is in the beginnning, when witch omega Lou gets ready to set out to find a town for himself.

“Haz!” He cried, cupping his hand around his mouth as he shouted into every room.

“Stop yelling about, Louis!” Jo poked her head out of her laboratory. “I’ve got a customer here.”

Louis ducked his head politely when he spotted their regular customer, Mrs. Bates, who always sported a weak heart and needed Jo’s energy potion to keep her health. She said that Jo’s potions worked like wonder compared to the town’s doctor’s.

“I hear you’re setting out tonight, young man?” The old woman asked, pushing her spectacles up her nose as she contemplated Louis with a warm smile. The omega beamed back at her.

“Yeah!” He turned back to Jo who was carefully mixing a bowl of herbs. “Have you seen Haz?”

His mother rolled her eyes dramatically and pointed to the kitchen doorway. “You forgot to feed him when you went out this morning and he has been sulking at the window ever since!”

Louis blanched. “Oh, fuck…” He whispered, low enough so that Jo wouldn’t hear. Mrs. Bates seemed to catch it though because she chuckled and Louis winked at her.

He quickened his pace and ran to the kitchen. True enough his beloved cat was curled up on the windowsill that looked out into the back garden. His emerald green eyes turned and he fixed Louis with an annoyed look before hissing. The sun was setting and Louis could see the orange orb slowly sinking down the skyline. Soon, his heart sang, soon he was going to be out there.

“Haz…” He approached the cat carefully and Haz hissed louder. Louis decided to change course because he was sure Haz was planning on clawing his eyes out if he advanced any further.

He sidled up to the fridge (showing that he was keeping a respectful distance) and peered into it for some food to bribe his stubborn cat. Haz was probably even more stubborn than he was.

His eyes lit upon the unfinished pumpkin pie from last night and also the half empty glass of milk. He made a show of pulling the items from the fridge and placing them on the kitchen counter.

He took a knife and cut the pie into tiny pieces so that it would be easier for Haz to chew and poured the milk into a plate.

“Come here, love, I’m sorry.” He cooed, pushing the food across the counter towards Haz’s positions on the window sill.

“We were fighting last night so I was mad at you this morning and went out before remembering to feed you. I’m so sorry, my sweet.” He comforted. They had gotten into a fight last night because Louis had accidentally destroyed Haz’s favorite cushion when he was practicing levitating spells in the bedroom. He had burned it since he had mispronounced a syllable in his charm and they had watched the remains of the cushion fall to the floor, nothing but a pile of ashes.

“I’ll buy you a new one when we settle into the new town okay? Promise.” Louis had tried to appease the horrified cat, but Haz had spat at him and went to bed in the corner, on top of Louis’ old clothes, instead of in the omega’s bed like usual.

Speaking of which, Haz was still not moving from his perch and Louis could only sigh.

“We’re setting out tonight, H.” He said softly and the cat perked up, eyes shining as Louis grinned at him. He tapped the plate and reached out his hand tentatively.

“We’re gonna find our town tonight. It’s gonna be our town.”

This made Haz let out a small grumble before he was unfolding himself and jumping down to nuzzle at Louis’ hand.

#oh kiki will always be stuck on chapter 2 #sorry love #for any ghibli lovers out there #we unite #even if kiki will never be done....

[look-at-the-soul]

Oohh hi! Gossip Girl here!🥰 Ok I typed this up earlier and then got distracted and forgot to actually send it as an ask😂 The downside of typing in notes and getting distracted😂

but hi!:) I've been good! I get to fly and see my family tomorrow so that's exciting! (Plus no school!) 😂 I really want to try and get more of a story done but I also don't know if that'll happen 😂 I'm very excited to see my sister!!

And yes you do a very good job at pulling my emotions for all the stories of yours I read!❤️❤️

Lol, it's totally fine if the previous messages are still saved and stuff! I'll be around for a while so take all the time you need! 😂😂 🥰 (Plus I think I rambled a bit so they were a tad long 😅 oops)

I usually type stuff in my notes and then look up a word counter online and try to like manually edit it😂 I should probably start using work to make sure it's better though. I'll like post something and then realize a few days later autocorrect/auto finish screwed me over changed a word slightly without me realizing and then it bugs me😂 I really just want to go through and like re-edit everything to make it right but idk how long that would take😂 But I like using the Notes for writing though because I can like quickly send it to my IPad where I usually edit and finish formatting stuff😂 Plus I'm scared of typing something long up and then like word or tumblr loses it too😭😭 It's happened on both before and sometimes on Word I can recover it but usually it doesn't work to well because I forget to save often enough😂

And ooohhh can I ask where you're going for the weekend? Is it for fun plans!:)

And yeah!! I'm glad you've got good weather!! It also just got a bit colder for me here in Florida but it's still relatively sunny which is nicer! When it gets to be chillier I like it because it gives me an excuse to bundle up in fun sweatshirts and beanies😂

But I think that's all I got for now! You're amazing!!!🥰🥰🥰

Hey GG!

Just a little heads up 😊 my main account got banned (I know it’s so annoying and it makes no sense) but in the mean time I created a side account -I can still get messages in my inbox so we’re good there.

Oh, I hope you’re enjoying your family time a lot!!! Haha it’s okay, if you can, work on that story but also I hope you get to make the most out of your time with your sister 💖

Thank you so so much!! This is the best compliment a writer can get ✨♥️

Yeah I have them! I wanted to answer them earlier, buuut I got my account banned 😔 so I took a couple of days off - I was feeling down about it. But it’s all good now. Nah, you didn’t rambled, your messages makes me smile plus we don’t have words limitations so that’s good!

It’s so annoying to mess up with a word and noticing so late about it 😂 I recently downloaded wpswriter for a tablet because I won’t be able to have access to my laptop and I needed it to edit the stories, correct grammar mistakes and such, there’s a free version and it’s practically a word (copy paste!) you can even save on the internal cloud your document so for anyone without a laptop access this is also a good option on the go, it also has spreadsheets and presentations option 🙂 but yeah, agree on the notes they’re lifesaver !! Oh but word has the unsaved document options, in case you really need something there must be a tutorial to recover those…

Yeah my brother is attending the F1 during the weekend so I’m puppysitting their dog 🥰

Weather is weird haha yesterday was so hot I even went to get some ice cream 🍦 but then I have to get a sweater or something at night, anyways I hope you get lots of sunny days but chilly enough for a sweatshirt:)

Have a lovely Sunday! You’re amazing as well!! ✨x

[un-pearable]

this twitter takeover really said tails rights. you go little buddy

buff tails mints moidur

#yes i know the buff joke is mostly a reference but also absolutely adorable #imagining them all just being extremely supportive. he’s a little kid he deserves the support #sonic twitter takeover #sonic #tails the fox #miles tails prower #art✨ #i’m so out of practice 😔 we’re working on it #he’s sitting cross legged btw it’s not that clear sry #*bugs bunny voice*