#ok calli your turn!

[gallawitchxx]

Bee! I hope you don’t mind me sharing more weed ball fortune teller Mickey thoughts - he’s like a South Side Delphi oracle (I think that myth about the Delphi oracle inhaling vapours has been disproven but whatever), he gets enough shit right that people trust him. Or at least, trust him enough to take a chance. Mandy makes him a whole fancy set-up in their spare room (Terry’s in jail) with drapes everywhere and low lighting which really adds to the vibe. Ian wants to know whether going into the army is the right thing, he wants to so much but he has a tiny doubt deep down and he can’t shake it. Mickey’s first reading tells him no. So he keeps going back, asking things and sometimes they happen so…Mickey must be accurate, right? But Ian is also noticing that he just likes being in the dimly lit room sitting very close to Mickey as he gets high. Probably best not to think too much about what that means….but then one day he blurts it out, why does he like coming here so much? And Mickey just smirks and silently offers the magical weed ball for Ian to take a hit and they get high together and realise they like each other…a lot. 💖

CALLI YOU ARE ALWAYS SO BIG-BRAINED! 🤩🥳✨🥺🥰🤯👏

ook so just so we can set the scene... this is a continuation of these here tags from this here post:

#I’m imagining a fortune teller au where Mickey uses this to predict the future #but also to get high #so his predictions are 50/50 #but it’s the Southside so people take a chance on his fortune telling #Ian comes in one day and becomes a little bit obsessed with finding out his future #half of Mickey’s predictions sort of come true #so he keeps going back #until he’s Mickey’s best customer #then one day they use the ball together and things happen….

i am in LOVE with the idea that mandy makes mickey a lil space in their house! & yeah, i could totally see how even just a few right predictions would boost his reputation! people are always seeking answers & this is a low key & low cost way of maybe getting them? no different than playing the fucking lottery, you know? plus, mickey's ethically unethical--he doesn't charge an arm & a leg & he almost always offers a hit of something on their way out the door.

but he never lets anyone hit the crystal ball bong....

until..... 🧡🖤

what if the ball showed mickey something that even he couldn't decipher? like one day after ian leaves, he takes a hit & sees fragments of, no, it couldn't be his own future, could it? but there are his knuckle tats, brushing across a freckled cheek... there's his slutty knee being covered gently with a blanket... there's his full head of black hair being pushed down towards a stiff, flushed cock--

but he knows ian has other plans. big plans! ones that involve being a fucking general, not being trapped on the southside with some glorified soothsayer... still... the weed ball hasn't exactly been promising when it comes to those dreams of ian's. in fact, it's been pretty clear that the army road leads to a dead end.

he just hopes the next time gallagher shows up, there'll be more clues as to how to get them both from here to whatever the fuck future keeps revealing itself... 🔮

EDIT: I WROTE A DRABBLE ABOUT IT 🤘🏼

#ok calli your turn! #we haven't done this in a while! how fun! #i might be rusty but i'm still here! #weed ball fortune teller mickey i adore you #calli i looooove you #shameless #ask bee #answered

[paradiseismine]

Late Night Talking - Trevor Spengler x Reader

Love note from Nina: Aaaand I’m back again with some more Finnie cuteness and filth, lovelies. My boy Trevor is way too underrated around here, so it’s about damn time we turn those tables.

Pairing: Trevor Spengler (Ghostbusters Afterlife/Frozen Empire) x f!reader

Warnings: mostly smut, but also some fluff. Also maybe this is kinda long (?) sorry not sorry etc

Summary: you visit the Spengler’s residence for a dinner party and end up having a lot more fun than you intended, if you know what I mean

Edit: part 2 here

Your mom and Mrs. Spengler had become best friends, all of a sudden - neither of them had had much luck on that when they moved to the city, but ever since they first met in a 7/11 a month ago, they were inseparable.

It was a Saturday evening, and your mom was dragging you along to Mrs. Spengler’s house, for a dinner party of some sort. You weren’t in the mood, but she seemed so happy to finally have a new friend, you just couldn’t say “no” to her.

So, all dressed up in a cute black dress and strap sandals, you rang the doorbell.

- Oh, hello - a tall lanky boy with messy black hair opened the door. - Good evening, Mrs. y/l/n… And you must be y/n, right?

You nodded, smiling sweetly, as your mom greeted the boy as well.

- Hi, Trevor! Your mom told me all about you - she said, giving him a warm hug after she handed you the huge cake tray she was holding.

It was pretty heavy - your mom wouldn’t show up to dine at someone’s house without bringing dessert - but you could manage to hold it.

- Callie, there you are! - she squealed as she hurried to meet Mrs. Spengler in the kitchen, leaving you and Trevor behind.

- She loves your mom - you said to Trevor, chuckling.

- My mom loves yours too - he chuckled. - Hey, can I help you with that? - he continued, gently taking the cake tray off of your hands.

- Thank you Trev, that was quite heavy - you said, relieved. - Should we bring that to the kitchen?

So you both put the cake in the fridge and helped your moms with everything - from setting the table to organizing the kitchen.

You had a great time eating and talking to Callie, Trevor and his sister, Phoebe. After dinner was over, the moms opened up a bottle of wine and sat on the living room to talk, while Phoebe went to her room to sleep.

That left you and Trevor alone in the kitchen, talking. It was already close to midnight, and by the laughs you could hear from the couch, you were not going to leave the Spengler’s home for a long time. Halloween was just around the corner, so you asked Trevor if he was into horror movies.

- Hm, kind of… - he responded, finishing his glass of soda. - I think they’re way too unrealistic sometimes.

- Ugh, wish I felt like that too… Movies like Poltergeist and The Conjuring totally freak me out. I’m just afraid of ghosts, I guess.

Trevor nearly choked, but you couldn’t understand why.

- Do you like slasher movies though? - he asked, trying to move on with the conversation.

- Yeah, I love them! - you answered, excitedly. - My favorite one is Friday The 13th!

- The first one?

- The best one, right?

- Absolutely - he laughed, then pointing to your moms in the living room - I think they’re gonna take a while there… Wanna go upstairs and watch a movie? It can be Friday the 13th if you want.

- Of course, I’d love that! - you said and walked over to the living room with him.

- Mom, Trevor and I are going upstairs to watch a movie, ok?

- Sure darlings, go there and befriend! - your mom agreed, her voice sounding a bit different already. Good thing you were driving.

You two went up the stairs to Trevor’s room, still talking about horror movies and your personal favorites; but you noticed he would talk just as excitedly about any subject. The conversation was light and comfortable. Trevor was so nice to talk to. He was also really good looking. Something about his lanky figure, dark hair and dark eyes really stood out to you.

Up in his room, you couldn’t help but walk around and notice the various objects he had in there.

- Whoa, do you like Arctic Monkeys?

- Their “AM” album is, like, most of my will to live. - he chuckled. - So yeah, I like them a bit.

- That’s an instant classic if I’ve ever seen one, right?

Turns out, you and Trev had A LOT in common. You were into the same movies, the same music and even the same places to hang out. He was working up the courage to ask you on a date already.

- So, uh… y/n, would you… would you like to go to that record store downtown with me… Sometime? It doesn’t have to be like a date or-

You put your index finger to his lips, and his eyes went wide.

- But can it be a date, though? - you whispered, your finger leaving his lips as you put your hand on his cheek.

- S-sure - he stuttered. He was much taller than you, even with the heels you were wearing.

- I would love to - you smiled, your hand still on his cheek. - I could talk with you all night if you’d let me.

- Me too - he smiled, putting his arm around your waist and leaning in a bit. - Y/n… can I-can I kiss you? Or does asking that totally ruin the mood?

- Of course you can! - you laughed. - C’mere.

You leaned in and your lips touched his, lightly. You touched your forehead to his and looked him in the eyes. He pulled you even closer by your waist and kissed you again, way more eagerly this time. His tongue asked for entrance and you permitted it, in pure ecstasy.

- Hm - he broke the kiss - maybe we could move this over there? - he said, his head pointing to an armchair on the corner of his room. You nodded, your lips parted and swollen from the kiss.

Trevor sat down on the armchair and you sat nearly on his lap, but sideways, so your butt was down on the armchair and your legs were all over his lap.

He put his hands on your bare knees and caressed them gently as you continued to kiss, more slowly than before. Your dress was a few inches above your knees. Nothing too modest or too slutty, but Trevor secretly wished you were wearing the sluttiest dress possible, just so he could feel you up without actually lifting up your dress and risking getting slapped across the face.

Little did he know you were craving that touch. You lightly guided his hands a bit further up your thighs, giving him the permission he wanted. To touch your soft skin and get intoxicated by you.

You kept kissing him passionately, your hands wandering from his cheek to his neck to his chest. You grabbed the collar of his T-shirt and pulled him even closer, wanting to savor him as much as you could. He let out a soft moan on your lips, so discreet you wouldn’t be able to hear it if you two weren’t all the way upstairs in his room.

Things were getting hot and heavy pretty quickly, but isn’t it always like that when you’re young? His hands were gently caressing your upper thighs for a minute, as if he was mentally debating a way to ask you to take off your dress, but gave up on that idea.

His slender fingers gently slid your panties to the side, only to meet your soaking wet pussy. You hissed and moaned in his mouth as he kissed you hungrily while slowly playing with your clit. His touch was so light, it made you ache for more; but at the same time, it was perfect. He continued for a couple minutes, your moans in his ear increasing. That had to be Trevor’s new favorite sound.

- Trev - you called, your voice faint and breathy. He looked into your eyes. His gaze was dark and full of lust. His swollen red lips were slightly parted, ugh, he was so beautiful… - If you keep going, I-I…

But you couldn’t finish that sentence. Your back arched and your mouth cracked open, your body completely taken by that orgasm. Your eyes were closed for most of the time, squeezed in pleasure, but when you peeked through them to look at Trevor’s face, he was grinning like the devil. He got you good and he knew he did.

- You’re so pretty - he said, mesmerized, his fingers still touching your pussy until you closed your legs and he realized you had ridden out of your orgasm. - and you look even prettier when you cum.

You sat there in his lap for a moment, head on his shoulder, resting a little from such an intense sensation. Trevor had quite a cocky smile plastered on his face, seeming proud of himself for making a pretty girl cum. For getting the chance to make a pretty girl cum and succeeding.

- Alright, so not only you’re all tall and handsome and stuff, but you also got magic hands? - you said, your hair ruffled and your voice breathy.

- Magic hands? Really? - he laughed.

- I’m serious. - you said, laughing with him. - But now I feel the need to… reciprocate, you know?

Trevor’s breathing quickened. You sat on his lap properly now, one leg to each side of his waist, straddling him while cupping his face for another round of passionate kissing.

His kisses found their way down to your neck, gently nipping on your skin, making you shiver and squirm. His fingers started toying with your dress’ straps until he felt confident enough to pull them down slowly.

The black lacy bra you were wearing underneath was beautiful, don’t get me wrong, but the sight of your breasts is what made his mouth water. With your dress already down to your waist, he put his arms around you to try and unhook your bra. As boys normally do, it took him a few tries, but he finally got it off of your body, his hands quickly covering your breasts again, fondling them.

Your skin was so soft and smelled so good, his kisses returned to your neck and continued their way down to your chest. Your nipples were so hard already, he simply had to take them in his mouth. One at a time, he licked and sucked gently, earning some pretty urgent moans. You knew you had to keep the volume down so your mothers wouldn’t hear you two, but that couldn’t stop you from moaning softly, just enough for him to hear. Your body was a feast and he had never been this hungry in his whole life.

- I-I thought it was my turn, Trevor - you said, softly, his lips still kissing the skin around your nipples and his hands groping your waist firmly. Damn, this boy was definitely going to drive you crazy.

Kissing his lips once again, you reached for the hem of his T-shirt and slowly pulled it upwards. He helped you take his shirt off, and his bare chest was surely a sight to be seen. Back to the kissing, your hands now wandered from his cheek, to his neck, to his chest, to his belly and…

- A-are you sure? - he asked, as you were about to touch his belt to unbuckle it. He didn’t want to pressure you into anything.

- I am pretty sure - you said with a smile, playfully kissing his nose. - Can I?

He nodded eagerly, so you unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled them down. Trevor just sat still and watched as your beautifully manicured nails were touching his belt, then his pants, then his underwear.

You knelt down in front of him, using a pillow under your knees for comfort, and pulled his body closer to the edge of the armchair. You kissed his lips one last time, then his neck, scratching his chest lightly with your long nails, causing him to moan and bite his lips to avoid making too much noise.

You kissed down his chest, your nails now scratching his waist, and finally got to his underwear.

- Can I pull these down too? - you said, your big eyes pleading.

- Yeah - he said, barely breathing. - Please.

You gave him a naughty smile and pulled down his boxers. It was impossible not to lick your lips at the sight of that cock. The perfect length, the perfect girth, and that perfect pinky tip begging to be sucked. So you did it.

You took Trevor into your mouth hungrily, as your mouth was already watering just by taking his underwear off. Your head was bobbing up and down his thick shaft, as he tried his best to hold back any louder moans.

Suddenly, he grabbed some of your hair in his right hand and pulled your mouth off of his dick gently.

- Did I hurt you? - you said, looking worried.

- No, no, princess - he answered, scared that he might’ve offended you. - It’s just… you’re so so good… and so pretty… I’m afraid I won’t last, you know?

- It’s ok babe - you reassured him, caressing his bare knee. - You pleasured me selflessly, and I’m doing the same. If you want to cum now, then do it. I’d love to get a taste…

Your mouth went right back to sucking on his dick, your both hands now also added into the mixture. After a minute or two, it was too much for him to take.

- Y/n - he called, softly. You looked him in the eyes, mouth still around his shaft. You knew what was going to happen next. - I just… Please, can I cum in your mouth?

- Mhm - you agreed, not slowing down or stopping anything you were doing.

Trevor let out a muffled groan as he came in your mouth. You swallowed his warm seed at once, gently licking his tip clean afterwards.

- Fuck, you’re a goddess - he said, his voice faint, his eyes rolling.

You laughed a little and wiped the corners of your mouth.

- And you’re a darling. I’m glad you could trust me.

- Y/n - your mom called out from downstairs. - Is the movie over already? I think we should get going…

- In a minute, mom - you yelled in response.

You turned back to Trevor as he handed you your bra and put his own shirt back on.

- I had a great time with you today, Trev. Hope we can hang out sometime.

- Of course, I’ll text you - he started - there are already so many places I thought we could go together… You might just be the best company for basically everything. Specially late night talking.

You grabbed his phone off his desk, typed in your number and handed him the phone. Realizing what you just did, he smiled and held out his hand so you would give him your phone and let him do the same.

After the exchange of phone numbers and a quick good night kiss, you two got downstairs and pretended nothing had happened.

- There you are - Callie said as she saw both of you. - What did you guys watch?

- Friday the 13th - Trevor lied for both of you. - It was her favorite horror movie, and one of my favorites too.

- Aw, how cute. I’m glad you guys are friends now - your mom said, grabbing her purse. - But those old slashers have some awkward sex scenes, don’t they? We heard their moaning from down here.

- Glad they make movies more gory and less sexually charged nowadays, right? - Callie agreed.

Your moms were drunk and probably wouldn’t remember much about tonight. Thankfully, ‘cause your face and Trevor’s got just as flushed as if you had spent the entire night sipping wine.

#finn wolfhard smut #finn wolfhard x reader #mike wheeler x reader #imagine #mike wheeler #miles fairchild #smut #trevor spengler

[themultifandomgal]

I have a Mark Sloan x female

What if Mark Sloan had been dating Meredith’s older sister who is head of trauma. Y/n and Mark broke after the situation with his daughter and grandson.

After the night at Joes after the attendings had been celebrating Derek, Mark and y/n ends the night with sleeping together.

About 8 or 9 weeks y/n starts to feeling nauseous and tired. Callie starts to feel the same way as y/n, the two friends takes a pregnancy test and they both finds out that they are pregnant.

Callie had slept with a stranger from joes bar.

Y/n tells Mark that she is pregnant with his child and he wants them to get back together.

Maybe you can make it as two or three parts, something based on season 7 episode 9, 13 and 14

Mark Sloan- Try Again Pt1

It all started 9 weeks ago with one drunken night at Joe’s Bar. One night of weakness. I promised myself I wouldn’t run back to Mark, but I did. We broke up because I felt he needed to focus on his daughter and his unborn grandchild. I still love him, I think I always will. Maybe braking up was a mistake, but here we are. Now Callie and I are sat in my bedroom both with pregnancy tests in hand

“I’m scared” I reveal

“Me to. At least you’ll know who the dad is though”

“Why did we go to the bar that night?”

“Because we were celebrating Derek. The real question is why did we get so drunk?” Callie replies

“Cal, what are we going to do if they’re positive?”

“Well, you need to talk to Mark. But whatever you decide to do I’ll be by your side. If I’m pregnant I’ve already decided I’m going to keep them”

“I mean I have wanted to be a mom forever and I am getting older” just then the timer goes off. Both Callie and I take in a deep breath and look down at the tests in our hands. 2 pink lines. Pregnant. Tears immediately start to threaten to fall from my eyes, emotions are all over the place, scared, confused, excitement

“I’m pregnant” Callie says

“Me to”

“You ok?”

“I honestly don’t know how I feel. You?” I turn to face my best friend

“Same. Guess I gotta tell Arizona now”

“Fuck I gotta tell Mark” I groan placing my head in my hands

“You want me to come with you?”

“No” I shake my head “I gotta do this myself. I’ll call you later”

“Good luck” Callie says as I get up from the couch and leave my apartment, heading straight for my car and then Marks place.

I knock on the door waiting for what feels like ages until it finally opens up to a confused looking Mark

“YN? What are you doing here?”

“We need to talk. Can I come in?”

“Sure…” Mark opens up the door more so I can step into his place. Knowing where everything is I head straight to the kitchen to get out a bottle of beer for him and a glass of juice for myself

“Bit early to drink isn’t it”

“I think your gonna need it. Go sit” I follow Mark back into the living room and sit down next to him. It’s silent for a number of minutes until Mark finally says

“So you going to tell me why your here and trying to get me drunk while you sip on orange juice”

“Mark, I’m pregnant”

“Your… you… are you sure”

“Yeah. Took a test this morning. Plus no period, I’ve been feeling nauseous and tired. Boobs are aching and I swear they’re already a cup size bigger”

“But we used…”

“Are you sure we did because we were both pretty drunk. Look I think I want this, the baby. I’m getting older and I’ve wanted kids for a long time. If you want to be apart of their life I would love that, if not then that’s ok I under….”

“No I want to do this. I’ve missed the chance to be a dad before. I’m not doing that again. I want to be part of their life”

“Well ok then. I still need to book for a scan so I’ll Errm let you know” I stand up ready to leave

“Wait. Err I was just making some lunch, made to much for one… so if you’d like, you can stay for a bit” I give Mark a little smile and nod my head

“Ok. Yeah”

#mark sloan #mark sloan x reader #mark Sloan x yn #greys anatomy #greys anatomy imagine #mark sloan imagine

[cevansbaby-dove]

Hello! It's me! Again 👀🩵

I tended to my garden of ideas just now, and I found one that is perfect for you I think! This one is for our Steve, to give him a little redemption after the last request you wrote for me 🥺

Steve insists on taking you on a little getaway. He won't tell you where you're going, only that he wants some alone time with you and that you deserve a break from all the missions you've been going on lately.

Thank you in advance 🖤

Oh this might be apart two from the last one i wrote!

Steve Rogers X Reader Girlfriend.

title: take a break with me.

Warnings: none just cute stuff! okay maybe mentions of smut but i don't write much so don't worry.

"Hey doll?"

You turn and look at steve. 'hmm?" He sits up and turns and says. "Why don't i take you away?"

You blink "what? steve we have-" "Y/n after what i said to you i need to be able to take you on a getaway...please?"

You slowly nod "okay but what about missions? you are the captain."

"I'll talk to Tony and ask to be able to getaway" You nod again. "I guess..where would we go?" He smiles rubbing your hand with his thumbs. "Let me surprise you ok?"

You nod. "sure" He kisses your cheek and slides off the bed and says. "See you later doll" You smile. "bye steveie"

a day later.

You and Steve head to the airport when someone with a dog walks behind you two. Steve turns and says. "oh what a cute dog" The older lady smiles. "thank you sir her name is callie" You smile when the lady let's steve hold it.

"Doll look at this little pup that cutest thing i have ever seen"

"Okay Rogers we'll miss our flight" Steve sets the dog on the floor and the lady says. "honeymoon?"

You and Steve look at each other and you speak up. "no we aren't married" Steve says. "not yet"

You look at him in shock and the lady says. "My advice is keep being in love with each other that helps and never go to bed mad at each other" Steve nods and puts his arm around you. "We'll keep that in mind, thank you" The lady nods and walks away.

You two get on the flight to wherever Steve is taking you and he looks at you. "You ok?"

You nod. "ye..yes just kind of in shock of what the lady asked then what you said...we never talked about marriage..."

You stare at him. "Steve don't give me that look...I don't want to jump into marriage not when you could be on missions for months on end."

Steve states. "You'd be with me your part of the team Y/n" You look away and slowly nod.

He holds your hand in his. "I'm in no rush anyway" You look back at steve and say. "Me too"

Six hours later you and steve arrive in. Greece! You walk off the jet and say as you look around.

"Oh my god Steve..." he smiles and says. 'Welcome to Greece doll"

You two take a taxi to your hotel and Steve takes your hand in his and then grabs your bags and head to the room.

"You should see the views"

You two walk onto the balcony and your in this outfit.

"Oh my god!" You say as you look at the city. "it's....Beautiful"

Steve looks at you and says. "Yea it is beautiful"

You look at him and say. "Are you looking at the city or me?" You smirk. he laughs lightly putting his arms around you pulling you closer to him. "i was looking at the most beautiful view i have ever seen"

"Oh so your girlfriend is Better than this place?" Steve nods. "a lot better" You giggle "yea right" Steve places a small kiss on your lips and says. "So we have all week..what should we do?"

Your lip curls into a smile. "Well if i am to beautiful for this city, why don't we stay inside?"

"Hmm we could do that"

With that you two head into the hotel room. You fall on the bed. "oh so cozy!" Steve laughs. "Glad you like it."

You sit up. "So Captain Rogers. What now?" Steve crawls on the bed and kisses your neck giving you an idea on what to do.

Thanks for reading part two! I left it up for part 3 if anyone wants. let me know below.

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#steve rogers fanfic #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x female reader #steve x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers smut #steven grant rogers #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers au #steve rogers angst

[crispysoupwonderland]

~It Will All Be Ok ~ (4)

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Notes: Kinda proofread and shorter but it's smut come on lmao, my first time writing smut so be nice dammit

Art by breadstick

CW: smuttttttt (like fr), non-con

part 1, part 2, part 3

Read on Ao3

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It’s been god knows how long since you got taken. All I want to do is go home and see my mom again. I miss Callie. Tears well and sting the corners of your eyes. You are alone, nothing but the cold cement and gray walls surround you. You aren't even allowed to have your clothes. He dresses you in his shirts (which don’t fit you right) and his boxers. You feel like a toy, a doll that William can do whatever he wants with, you can’t even fight back. You hear the squeaky hinge of a door and leather shoes hitting the steep steps. 

“Ah my darling today was such a rough day at work,” he wraps his arms around you and the chair you’re still bound to,” everyone is such a pain.”

You say nothing, fighting him doesn’t get you anywhere, it only gets you punished. You can do nothing but let him smother you with a hug and smell you. 

“I love you, do you know that? You’ll learn to love me too eventually, you will start to get privileges as soon as you start to listen to me, doll, so I know you won’t escape, so I know you won’t leave me like everyone else does.” he rambles on. 

You’re too tired to put up with his antics, all you can do is hazely star at the ground in front of you, your eyes dead. Snap snap. He snaps his fingers in front of your face.

“Listen to me when I’m talking to you love.”

You pull your head back a bit surprised. You wrinkle your nose and stare in the other direction. You feel a gaze burn into your neck. 

“Darling, look at me, right now.”

You slowly turn your head to him, unwilling but not wanting to fight with him anymore. He leans in and grabs your face pulling his mouth to yours. He kisses you slowly and passionately which quickly into him sucking on your tongue. You’re panting by the time he finally lets you go, a string of saliva connects your tongues. 

“You’re going to love me, you just don’t know it yet.”

“Please, please I just want to see my mom again, I w-wanna go home” you try to hold back your cries. 

“You are home.” he leaves you crying and yelling to yourself.

“W-wait p-please” he stops in his tracks “D-don’t leave me alone please I don’t want to be alone anymore,” Maybe trying to flatter him could give you a better chance of escaping. 

He turns around with you and he biting his lip with excitement. “Of course darling, I will stay with you.” 

“I uh.. Um can I um,” you know you’re trying to survive and manipulate him but you can’t help but feel a little embarrassed at the absurdity of the question you’re about to ask.

“Can I sit on your lap?”

He looks a little taken aback, not expecting you to ask this. He grins “Of course you can doll, I see you're finally warming up to me.”

“You’re gonna have to untie me though, so you know” you blush some more “I can get on top of you…”

He snickers and tilts his head, “Of course”, he takes a pocket knife out and cuts the ropes. As quickly as your hands are free, you punch his face as hard as your fist and arms allow you, knocking him back and his nose starts to gush with blood. Before he can even react you bold up the strait and head to the door. Finally, freedom, you’ll taste sweet warm sunlight on your skin, your eyes will be comforted by the great blue sky and fluffy clouds, the prickles of glass will tickle your feet, you never knew how much you missed the simple things until you couldn’t have them anymore, until they were taken away from you. You reach toward the door knob. Your heart sinks, it's locked. Why why why why why?! You feel something grab your hand. You already know what it is. 

“You think I’m fuckin stupid doll? You don’t think I wouldn’t know you would do this” he snickers to himself and yanks you down the stairs. He grabs your hand and directs it to his bulge. “Look what you did to me now, you think you can just say something like that and then try to leave? I don’t think so darling.” 

He picks you up relatively easily and places and holds you on his lap while sitting down on that awful unconformable chair you’ve been tied to. “You’ve been bad, you need to be punished, ride it, ride me.”  He begins to take his boxers off of you. 

“Why’d you look at that, you little slut, you act like you hate me, like you want to escape but you are dripping wet, you know that we were meant for each other, we can fix each other, were soul mates.” 

“Fuck you, you’re a monster” you growl your face slightly red.

“I know I am doll~” he slowly slips it inside of you, “You’re a virgin? What a good gi- I mean whatever you are, I honestly don’t get the whole gender thing but I love you nonetheless” 

You scream and whimper with pain, “I’m not a girl” you stutter and snarl “don’t fucking call me that.” 

“Whatever you say doll, fuck you’re tight”  he beings to animalistic trust into you. “We were meant to be one you see? You were made for me.”  

All you can do is whimper and sink your nails into him while he thrusts away. 

The only thing exchanged between the two of you was nothing but moans and whimpers until you felt him start to speed up. 

“W-wait y-you can’t do it, i-in there”

“Alright then love, I’ll listen to you this time, then shallow it” he pushes you off of him and forces you onto your knees. He shoves his dick into your mouth and starts to fuck your throat. Tears form in your eyes and saliva uncontrollably drips from your mouth. You feel him flinch and then finish down your throat.

“Don’t spill any now, I’ll punish you if you do~” you stood up and smirked at you. 

You squinted your eyes and swallowed the unpleasant substance, coughing and gagging after it was all down. 

#fnaf #william afton #fnaf movie #fnaf smut #william afton x reader #william afton smut #five nights at freddy's #dave miller #fnaf x reader #digital art

[studiofelix]

hi!! i saw your post about asking questions about sylvix baby when you posted it. and I couldn't think of any good questions. but i still want to hear about sylvix baby so much 🥺

SYLVIX BABYYYYYY ok to spare the rest of u ill put this under a cut. cw for trans pregnancy

ok so. i think she is an accident bc they were starting to get a little Not Careful At All and also someone told felix that u cant get pregnant on t (which is false) and he believed them. oops.

so like they decide to keep the baby and she is born and she is like a carbon copy of sylvain. with felixs nose and hair color but like basically sylvain jr. and felix is like kinda superfically mad that she doesnt really look like him but he loves that she looks so much like sylvain bc he loves sylvain so much. they name her cal bc felix wanted her legal name to be gender neutral in case she every wanted to trans her gender but they call her callie.

they love her very much and felix becomes so so soft bc of her. like the scene in parks and rec where donna is like "ur family has made u a more kind and thoughtful person" and ron is like "u take that back right now."

felix is kinda like germaphobe parent bc he tends to be more overprotective of her and sylvain is like the "let her eat sand it builds her immune system :)" parent bc they tend to have a more like "let her figure it out herself" parenting style.

i think she calls sylvain dada for her first years and then she starts calling him dad. and i think she calls felix daddy forever and thats how she differentiates the two.

i know i said felix is more overprotective but even he is not immune to big brown sylvain eyes x2 when she and sylvain wanna do smth fun. i Do think felix wants to start teaching her how to use a sword when shes like 3 and sylvain is like "Are you fucking joking. no way" and felix is like "i started sword fighting when i was her age and i turned out ok" and sylvains like "DID YOU?" and felix gives them The Look

also felix is very glad to not be the shortest one in the house finally and then she grows up to be 5'10. also shes a lesbian

felix would defend her to the ends of the earth like if her preschool teacher told him that she bit another child he would be like "well the bastard probably deserved it. so" and sylvain would be no help either bc hed be like "YEAH! what my husband said"

also she says fuck when shes like 2 and sylvain is like egging her on and they bring her over to felix like (laughing) "babe. baby listen to this. ok say it again sweety" and shes like (baby voice) "FUCK!" (baby laugh) and felix is lile "sylvain. sylvain she cant go around saying fuck. r u fucking kidding. did u teach her that"

theres probably more but thats all i can think of rn I HOPE U ENJOYED

#asks #sylvix #THANK u for asking

[sl-newsie]

Behind Masks (Dr. Jonathon Crane x OC) Ch. 2: Exposure Therapy

“Would you like to see my mask?”

Mask. His mask. A mask that… is a burlap sack?

Crane holds up a ragged piece of burlap with something stitched inside. Is it a new therapy technique? This must be a joke. I’ve never heard of any treatment that involves this level of theatrics.

“They paid you to keep me quiet, didn’t they?” I state in a matter-of-fact tone. Crane keeps the same giddy expression and continues showing off the mask.

“I use it in my experiments. It may not look like much but the other crazies in here can’t stand it.”

He pulls the mask over his head. It does look a tad childish at first but there’s something unsettling about the simple mask. Calm down. It’s just a mask.

 “If you’re trying to scare me then save it, Crane. I face my fear every day. There’s nothing you can do to change it-”

Hiss!

Something clicks and a spray of gas clogs my nostrils. What on Earth-? Uh! It burns! I feel it entering my bloodstream. Why is my heart pounding? And my lungs are seizing. Is this a seizure-inducing gas-?

“Callie…”

Who’s there? No one else is in the room-

“Dear, why didn’t you do better?”

That voice. It can’t be… I feel a hand on my shoulder. It is! 

“How- How did you get in here?” I ask in a shaking voice.

What I should be asking is how am I seeing the dead? My parents have been dead for a whole year yet they’re here plain as day. 

“Such a disappointment.”

It doesn’t help that the symptoms of the gas are making my head go dizzy. The cell’s beige walls are melting into a background of distorted memories. 

“What do you see?”

It’s Crane. Can’t he see them too? My parents are right there!

Strong hands grab my shoulders and turn me to face the blurry mask. “Look at me, woman. Look at me! I want to see your eyes go wild when my toxin drives you insane!”

“Calico, pay attention!” My father barks from behind. “Face me when I’m talking to you!”

“Dearie, I’m very disappointed,” mom shakes her head. “We taught you to do better.”

“Shut up!” I grab my head and squeeze my burning eyes shut. 

“That’s it. Give into the fear,” Crane’s voice mocks.

“No- no.” Take a breath. Everyone laughed when I refused proper therapy but now it’s time to prove them wrong. “No, no…”

“Did our death mean nothing to you?” Dad asks harshly. “You hardly attended the funeral.”

You didn’t give me a single reason to. You made my life into a twisted game I can never win. I bend over the table to try to gain balance. Meanwhile Crane watches with peak interest.

“You look surprisingly captivating like this.” He leans closer and I swear there’s maggots crawling from his eyes. “What do you fear, hm? No one is immune to it.”

Deep breath. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

“You’re right, Crane.” Finally getting a grip on the toxin’s effects, I lift my head to face Crane directly. “There is no complete cure for fear. But I can learn to live with it.”

I’ve been living with it for the past year. Sure I’ve never fully shaken off the grieving process but my job always kept me too busy. This isn’t sitting well with Crane because he’s shaking his head.

“That’s impossible. You should be passed out by now, or- or begging for mercy!” Ok now this is getting funny. Seeing the man in the odd mask get upset is diluting my attention towards my parents. “What do you fear? Tell me!”

Really? I didn’t think someone as collected as Crane could get so fed up. “That’s a question for another session, doctor. If the hourglass reads right then our time is up.”

Crane’s head jerks to look at the now-empty hourglass. By now the gas has dissipated, which drives him to take his mask off. He’s not affected by the fear toxin but there’s no doubt my reluctance to it is making him antsy. Crane collects his briefcase and he very stiffly walks to the cell door.

“I will find what you fear, Prentiss. You can’t hide it forever. Eventually you’ll give in to my fear toxin or you’ll spill it to me yourself.”

“Sounds enticing,” I say in a dull tone as I lean lazily against the metal bed frame. “Good day, Dr. Crane.”

“It’s evening now," the lanky man says stiffly.

“How would I know?” I bite back idly. “I’ve been stuck inside a windowless room for Lord knows how long with no contact with the outside world.”

“Better get used to it.”

And with that he closes the cell door. As far as first encounters go I think my introduction to the Scarecrow was a much less intense one. Almost pleasant, actually. Out of all the expectations I had for Gotham’s lord of fear, him being frustrated by my reaction to his infamous toxin is definitely a keeper. I didn’t get any answers as to how long my stay is in Arkham but I can bide my time for a while longer. This is by far the greatest study I’ve been presented. The cases back in Metropolis can’t hold a candle to being able to study the Scarecrow. If only those pompous self-righteous pricks could see me now. 

“Calico! Do not tempt me, young lady!”

I roll my eyes at the hallucination. “Shut up, dad.”

How long is this drug supposed to last?

#jonathon crane #jonathon crane x reader #dr jonathan crane #scarecrow x reader #scarecrow #poison ivy #the riddler #harley quinn #the joker #two face #the penguin #batman #batman begins #the dark knight #the dark knigth rises #gotham #gotham tv #cillian murphy

[choiliner]

calli's every month of 2023 🌙

i was tagged by @facethesuns — thank you for tagging me em!!! i'm rlly flattered to have you as a mutual and i love seeing you on my dash hehe 💜

rules: link your favorite and/or most popular post from each month this year (totally fine to skip months) and tag some CCs you love!

p.s.: i started this blog in april!

tbh all of the most popular ones are also my faves so i'm just gonna mention a second favorite under them ok let's go

APRIL:

most popular: choi line being a mess (still need to make a part 2 for that 😭)

my favorite: grape taehyun <3

MAY:

most popular: gbgb beomgyu (as he SHOULD)

my favorite: yeonbin on vlive bc they're cute (i should actually work on that series one day lmaoo)

JUNE:

most popular: flirty/shy/happy yeonjun

my favorite: beomgyu in yellow bc i genuinely wanna scream every time i see that gifset

JULY:

most popular: soobin filming do it like that aka the #1 reason for my downfall

my favorite: dilt beomgyu bc i think i did a good job at giffing his 2.5 seconds of screen time!

AUGUST:

literally only posted 1 (one) gifset so that one i guess??

SEPTEMBER:

most popular: back for more yeonjun

my favorite: this taehyun gifset bc he's cute (lmao i only posted these two in september)

OCTOBER:

most popular: CUTE SOOBIN!!! AS HE FUCKING SHOULD!!! I LOVE HIM IN CASE YOU DIDN'T KNOW

my favorite: beomgyu x dust brush solely bc it took me hours to finish it lol

NOVEMBER:

most popular: wet puppy beomgyu in a leather jacket and a choker. literally never got so many notes on kpopblr and honestly i can see why it was so popular. i get it.

my favorite: this. he's cute. whatever.

DECEMBER:

most popular: mubank festival soobin

my favorite: choi line x growing pain bc even though it's not THEEE best thing in the world i'm proud of the way it turned out considering it was my first time ever playing around with blending and typography stuff <3

tagging: @yeonbins @seungkwan-s @tmpttion @soobrownie @seokmingming @heeseunq @seonghwasblr @bandzboy @ninqz @emoremix @hueningkai @allrelativefiction @jeonwonwoo and whoever else might wanna do this <3 (no pressure though!!! and feel free to do it on a different blog if you want, since most of you have more than one! 💜 i just didn't wanna mention every single url of yours bc i didn't wanna be annoying lmao)

#this was fun 🥰 #i wasn't the most active cc around here but i actually made more posts than i thought i had lmao #tag games 💌

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

Ok, if I was gonna write a Debbie ending here’s what I think might be interesting -

Franny gets a scholarship to a private school because Debbie notices her various talents…(I’m thinking maybe Art and English?) and goes to different schools to see what opportunities there are. She’s quickly offered a full scholarship.

Debbie turns down Heidi’s offer and is determined to focus on herself. She wants a fresh start but it’s not immediately obvious what this should be. (I’ve mentioned this before) she strikes a deal with Carl and Tipping to work at the Alibi with them. She takes day shifts so she can be there in the evenings for Franny. She finds she’s good at doing the books and ordering product, she gets some help with the math from Mickey. She has lots of ideas and I think it would have been cool if she had helped organise the anniversary party with Mickey. Her and Franny and Carl move in above the Alibi and make it a home.

Ultimately, she’s happy with her life and it’s all going well. One of the last scenes we see of her is when she gets a text from Sandy saying something like “missing you”. She takes a long look at it and it’s very ambiguous as to whether she’s going to reply or not. An open ending - life is good for Debbie.

calli!! i love this please forgive how late i am lol😭

i actually thought about that whole scholarship thing before, and i like what you said about it. i could see it being something art related, we learn that franny’s pretty artistic in s11 and also debbie was really artistic when she was younger (she sort of still is at the end, but i think she’s busy with her kid and work so she’s less artistic now). maybe she gets accepted into the school liam went to? i could kinda see something happening where franny struggles to make friends in her school because their parents won’t let them play with her (11x02) and they think she’s weird + amy and gemma are gone, so debbie tries to find a new, better school because again, franny’s talented, and also because she doesn’t want franny to be as lonely as she was growing up.

debbie 100% declines heidi’s offer. it pisses me off that people believe she wouldn’t because if you watch the scene and know her as a character you know that she isn’t going. i actually just started a fic about debbie in therapy, so i totally agree with her trying to focus on/better herself. because jesus christ, s11 fucks her up. i love the idea of debbie helping carl and officer tipping with the alibi, i could see it happening. i personally think she’d stick with her welding/her business, but bartending could definitely be a side gig for her. she’d enjoy it (plus she is infamously horrible at dealing with change, and since she grew up around the alibi, seeing it gone would fuck her up and she wouldn’t want to let it go). i think that they keep the house post-s11 for numerous reasons, but if they were to move out, the space above the alibi would be a cool place for them to live.

i wrote a fic about something like what you said with sandy and debbie, but it’s currently on hiatus, however i love the idea of some sort of ending with sandy and debbie. i would be satisfied if they weren’t back together, but at least them getting back together wasn’t off the table. honestly, if sandy showed up to the anniversary party (she should have- she literally walked mickey downn the isle!) and we got like one frame of debbie and sandy talking i’d be satisfied. that’s all i’d need and i’d be okay with how they ended her story. well, maybe not ok… but not as angry as i am. i really just wish debbie the best because john wells put my girl through constant hell in all 134 episodes and she deserves some happiness. i loved hearing your thoughts on this, calli! ❤️

#do you mind if i take some inspiration from the franny going to a private school thing for a fic?? #but seriously i love this #she was given one of the shittiest fucking endings (along with lip) #shameless #debbie gallagher #franny gallagher #sandy milkovich #heidi shameless

[dorizardthewizard]

Galactik Football season 3 rewatch, eps 19 - 21

Episode 19:

Hush Sharky: I should've picked Mark, nothing exciting will ever happen following Thran!

Is that meta

Well this romance between Mark and Nina-8 is progressing quickly huh

Nina-8 says it's hard for her to trust others hmmmm

And there we have it, an explanation for Ahito's sleepiness – he stores the Breath within himself, which can wear him out. Pretty cool, although it does bring up some questions. Does his dad do that too, since he has the same problem? How did that excess get released before he started playing Galactik Football? Why is he just doing better now I don't think we ever actually covered that in season 2

OK imagine you're chilling having a normal conversation and your friend just does a backflip out of nowhere. I would definitely be reacting like D'jok hahah

Thran: I'm coming with you Clamp! Clamp: No, it's too dangerous!

Thran: But the writers said it's MY turn to have a fun adventure with the pirates!

Thran really said, if the writers aren't gonna give me any interesting sideplots, I'll do it myself! RESPECT.

Artegor (completely deadpan): I am excited. It doesn't show?

HE'S JUST LIKE ME FR FR

Ahito covering for Thran is so cute, of course Thran would let his brother know

Why ARE the Paradisia girls referred to by their numbers?

Huh, this data link thing that the Paradisia players do is pretty cool

This hack for the space port entry code is pretty dumb but it's fine I'll just insert some star trek technobabble here in my mind. Aaaaand done, GO THRAN! And yaaaay Thran the Pirates fan gets approval from the man himself

A rare corner kick!

I don't know anything about football but this goalkeeper goal seems kind of bullshit to me. Like was that necessary?

NOOOOO WARREN :( Barry calling it an end of an era, I guess it's not just the Snow Kids who get that press treatment after losing a match. But the Lightnings haven't been to the finals in three seasons and Warren is probably getting older :(

Team Paradisia slayed though

Awww poor Nina-8 :( Hmm what plan is Nikki-4 talking about, I don't remember much after the Paradisia tournament. I do like the conflict between the two, they may be twins but Nina-8 has a much softer personality than Nikki-4. And with her not being on the team until D'jok left, I wonder if she was already trying to distance herself from them a bit and try to live her own life. Which is pretty symbolic for an identical twin.

Well Mark's love drama has more potential than the love triangles they were doing until now, if only they'd given it more screentime and development

Hush Sharky is kind of underreacting for a journalist who just found out a galaxy-class footballer and his coach are in cahoots with the leader of the pirates

Again, the budget of this show might be low, but they actually have quite a lot of locations and the background art is always really good.

Sonny taking his mask off on Paradisia because he saw some plants sfjkdfssf that was unnecessary, he's so extra! And they're lucky the weather conditions are still perfectly fine for humans.

Episode 20:

I guess Mice Delight is delicious to robots only haha

D'jok Mei and Micro-Ice being besties ahhhh I love it

Mice is playing a delicate game? Since he lied to Zo-leen so he could hide he's going to meet Yuki, what are they implying there?

Oooo 3-2 to the Xenons! The Rykers really gave them a run for their money!

STEVENS INTERVIEW! STEVENS IS GONNA TALK EVERYONE SHUT UP!!

OH THEY FUCKED UP HIS DUB VOICE. NEVER MIND.

But seriously Callie should get a raise for finding them LOL, nice little animation touch of him looking around the whole time he's talking to her. Sir you would be harder to spot if you weren't wearing your football kit. It's ok, yeah I know the animators don't have the budget. Hang in there, buddy

Stevens top scorer in the cup!! It might seem strange with him not having a flux, but it seems reasonable to me considering the Pirate's style of play. They always score at least one goal in their games, and he's pretty much always the one who does it. For other teams, the goal scoring is a bit more shared between different players. Plus it's still early in the cup.

KING. I LOVE THIS INTERACTION. Stevens keeping it real even before the Technoids showed up, I'll say we've had some good Pirates moments this season

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm are they suggesting Micro-Ice is two-timing between Zo-Leen and Yuki? Uuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh.................

And since when was Zo-Leen all over Micro-Ice again anyway? She seemed just friendly during the Paradisia tournament

Why is this friendship between Harvey and Lord Phoenix actually kind of cute?

Awwww the Snow Kids are the best Yuki fanclub

These seats at Genesis stadium aren't actually seats, it's more like an amphitheater and they're not very comfortable. No back rest!

I love Stevens's goals, obviously he can't just use the flux to smash it so his style is more technical

ASHDFJSDF in this season you can hear the Pirates celebrating (and also grunting while running?) and it's so silly, they just gave them stereotypical gruff pirate voices

Games between other teams are funny because there will be like. Exactly one new animation in the whole game. Literally everything else is stock footage

This soundtrack slaps by the way

The Pirates goalkeeper's signature head shake lol

Sorry guys I love Yuki I really do but you know who I'm rooting for

The Elektra's flux confuses me, it looks solid enough for them to ride on it?

This season is really just dunking on Barry whenever they can huh, Artegor's laugh and trying to pass it off as nerves SDJFKDFS I LOVE HIM THANK YOU VOICE ACTOR FOR NOT LEAVING

Oooo that water skating trick does look really cool! I like that since season 1, we've seen more creative fluxes

Well as much as I love the Pirates I'm happy for the Elektras, and Yuki! She's come so far from her nervous self in season 2 and I'm so proud of her

TIA SECOND TOP SCORER YESSS!!! I would go back to check if the number of goals is actually correct but I cba

If I had a nickel for every time a romantic breakup has happened this season at the taxi stop with one of the parties telling the other to forget about them, I would have 2 nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice.

AND NOW MICE IS HAPPY JUST BECAUSE ZO-LEEN KISSED HIM?? YUKI ALREADY KISSED YOU IN SEASON 2! YOU JUST FORGOT ABOUT HER NOW? YOU DIDN'T EVEN CARE FOR ZO-LEEN This love plot with Mice is so stupid I can't even be bothered to comment on it anymore.

Episode 21:

D'jok seems to be perfectly back to normal and on friendly terms with the others as if nothing happened. Compare to season 2 where Rocket's Netherball stint had consequences and his return was not so smooth!

Ahito you couldn't think of a better excuse for Thran leaving? 😂 I do feel like we could have had a better reason in the story for Thran ending up with the Pirates, it IS a bit weird that he says he has to go on a mission with them but he doesn't actually have a reason to, and this is before the SEMI-FINAL. That's a bit too important to be sneaking off because... you just want to?

I need this screenshot in good quality

I love that Bennett being the hacker guy is a thing that's consistent throughout the season

Lord Phoenix somehow grabbed literally all of them at once sijfsdkdk except Harvey. Fuck robot rights I guess

Warren coaching time! I love how he's always willing to lend a helping hand for these things, whether it's giving D'jok a talk about what's important in season 1, trying to get Rocket out of Netherball in season 2 or helping with training here. What a guy, truly Mr. Galactik Football

Huh, that's an interesting little way to use the Lightning's flux. It's like static electricity keeping them together

sfdkjdsf I would do this too. Actually I do do this to my short friends. I'm also short but they're shorter so I gotta take my wins when I can

Micro-Ice and Tia duo! I love them I wish we saw more of them as a fun pair, they would get up to such hijinks together. Sibling vibes!

Emo Mark hours

Well, you tried Mice. Maybe try to get him to open up about his problem instead of just trying to cheer him up?

Clamp: No, that's not it, it's- Sonny: What is it, Clamp? Say something!

Clamp: BITCH I WAS ABOUT TO BEFORE YOU INTERRUPTED ME

Nice one Brim Simbra, I like that we got to see him actually doing something lol

This dilemma about Adim and Aarch's relationship due to her being league president was never mentioned before, why did they never consider this? Should've built that up earlier instead of that random Artegor plot

Lord Phoenix: Paradisia was such a beautiful planet

Idk man it doesn't look THAT bad right now, the UK looks like that every day

I can't show the video because I used my 1 video per post limit for Stevens talking but there's this super fucking weird segment where Nork says the Elektras-Paradisia match will be the first all female semi-final ever, and Barry dreamily says this is a "fantasy" GFC? And Nork is like "you said it! Team Paradisia...." in this dreamy way again and Callie has to cough and change the subject? Hey what the fuck was that???? This season tried to be more blatant with the girl power messaging but then puts in moments like this?????

YAAAAAAY XENONS TIME

Wait Thran is in this teamup shot? Did he already get back?

Oh I really love this interaction between D'jok and Luur before kickoff – no intimidation dance from the Xenons, just a meaningful handshake between a guy who almost plummeted to his death last season, and the player that saved him. Idk if the writers were intentional with this but if so, it's a really nice example of subtle writing and events of the previous season carrying over.

Wait yeah the Pirates aren't back yet! In which case, Aarch is pretty chill for a coach who is missing a player for A SEMI-FINAL MATCH. Eh I guess at this point he's just given up with these kids

Oh damn Brim Simbra actually died, I like that they went through with that so the explosion on Paradisia had consequences. Could have also opened up some interesting avenues with the new flux society leader in season 4 – maybe he'd want to do things differently?

But it's also kind of hilarious that Brim Simbra's very last action as flux society leader... was to delegate the galaxy saving to Sonny Blackbones yet again LOL

#galactik football #dori watches galactik football #my posts

[hot-take-tournament]

seriously wtf is going on in splatoon

HOT TAKES TOURNAMENT

PRE-PRELIMINARY #42

Submission 225

marie cuttlefish is a terrible person

first of all, she verbally abused her cousin Callie on live television for at least a year straight which was one of the things that caused callie to leave the squid sisters. when marie is trying to save callie from octavio’s mind control in splatoon 2, she employs a child soldier and calls the octarians various racial slurs. when she rescues callie, she doesn’t really apologize that much? she never really says she was wrong for anything that happened. in splatoon 3 they seem to have made up and marie is a little more likeable, so in between games she may have turned over a new leaf, however.

Pre-preliminaries will be used to determine what qualifies as a hot take. Propaganda is encouraged!

Also, remember to reblog your favourite polls for exposure! (exposure like when your exposed to the fact that the KISS Scooby Doo crossover does actually exist, scarring you for- OHHHHH it sounds like PLATOON. ok yeah that that does make sense now i get it)

#splatoon #splatoon 3 #splatoon 2 #splat2n #splat1 #marie cuttlefish #squid sisters #splat3 #hot take tournament #tournament poll #tumblr poll #tumblr tournament #tumblr bracket #hot take #unpopular opinion #pre preliminary

[daydreamgoddess14]

Packing

MASTERLIST

A smutty one-shot featuring Callie from Life After Richmond. No use of y/n, l/n.

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Why the hell had she kicked the suitcase so far under her bed? Given the number of times she'd packed and unpacked in recent months she wasn't even sure why she bothered putting it away anymore, but after the eleventy billionth time of nearly breaking her toe on it and the time Jason tripped over it carrying her to the bedroom she thought it had been wise. Except now, it was stuck, and she couldn't quite pull it hard enough to get it back out. She was on her hands and knees at the side of her bed, her back arched so she could somewhat squeeze under to reach further.

"Fucks sake." She mumbled with a huff. She dropped onto her elbows, sinking her upper body down further.

"Holy fuck sweetheart, warn me next time." He said from the doorway, his voice low and rough. She hit her head on the underside of the bed in shock. 

"Oww fucking mother fucking shit!"

"Crap, are you ok? What are you even doing?" He joined her by the bed, trying to peer underneath.

"Suitcase," she replied, her voice muffled by the depths of the bed, "aha! Got it!" She edged out from under the bed, pulling the case with her and emerged victorious. Sitting back on her heels, she set the case upright and moved to rub her head. He tilted her head down so he could check for damage and kissed the tiny bruise forming in her hairline.

"Did you hurt yourself, are you ok?" He asked, his voice laced with concern.

"I'm fine, you made me jump, that's all. Believe me, I've hit my head more times than I care to remember and survived."

"I didn't mean to make you jump. But then I also didn't expect you to be on your hands and knees."

"Happens more often than you'd think when I'm with you." She teased. 

"Well, I don't think I can be entirely blamed for that." Callie rose up to bring her body flush against his, the lingering effect of him seeing her on hands and knees still evident. 

"Oh no, we're definitely both to blame there." She brushed her lips gently across his, barely touching him. Jason's hands were already running down the curves of her bum and pulling her closer. She let out a little whimper and pressed her hips into his, kissing him again, this time with more intent.

"Happy to take that." He mumbled against her. 

"Hmm how 'bout you take me instead?" Her hands were busy lifting up the latest Big Slick t-shirt up his torso. She pulled it up and over his head, slinging it behind her somewhere and brushed her fingertips over his stomach. He grumbled a little, trying to move her hands away but she intertwined their fingers, "Uhuh, none of that, you love every inch of me so let me love every inch of you."

"Sweetheart I-" She pressed another kiss to his lips. 

"I literally can't keep my hands off you, you're perfect to me."

"Crazy." He sighs against her. 

"Yep, you make me crazy." She kissed a hot path down through his beard, hands back to his waistband briefly before pulling her own top over her head. "I didn't expect packing to turn into this." She admitted, breathless. 

"I didn't expect to find you the way I did. If you're going to New York for a few weeks before me, you're gonna have to leave me with something."

"How about the promise that you can fuck me throughout the whole house the second you get there?" He groaned in approval somewhere between her breasts. "And we still have a few hours til I have to leave?" She turned on her knees in his arms, her back flush to his chest. One large hand reached up to pinch a pebbled nipple while his dominant hand slipped into her underwear to cup her.

"Fuck, you're so wet." He bit the soft flesh between her neck and shoulder. 

"Oh god," she breathed, her knees weakening, his hand on her breast held her upright. "babe I'm never not wet for you. Please, please-" She moaned as he rolled tight circles against her clit.

"What do you need?"

"You, god I need you to get me through the next two weeks alone." His laugh was a low rumble against her back, 

"Not sure I'm gonna survive two weeks without you." She shoved her leggings down and ground her hips back against him. 

"I'm gonna think of you every day," She reached her own hand to join with his against her clit, "It's gonna drive me mad waiting for you." He traced a finger down her spine, a gentle request for her to lean forward. Once she was resting on her forearms, he pushed into her, making her legs tremble."Fuuuck." She exhaled. He stilled against her for a minute, caressing her back and bum, leaning into her to drop kisses on the back of her neck. He pulled almost fully out of her and then, gripping her hips, pushed back into her hard and fast. His pace was relentless, the angle so deep and perfect, she was an incoherent mess. She pushed back up onto her knees and he took the opportunity to pinch her nipples again, the pain mingling with the intensity of her pleasure and sending her over the edge. His name was a mantra on her lips as she came, grateful for the loose arm across her collarbone holding her up. Hearing his name over and over tumbling from her mouth had him coming in no time at all. She sat back into his lap as he kissed her neck. "How am I going to get by without you?" She murmured finally with her breath back, slipping out of his lap. Jason leaned forward to capture her warm lips in a soft kiss. 

"Same as I'm gonna have to without you. Who's bright idea was it to divide and conquer the next two weeks?"

"Yours, so we could have a whole week away together afterwards."

"Ahh yeah, guess you'd better forgive me then?" 

"Hmm only if you help me pack?"

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Tagging: @tegan8314 💜

#jason sudeikis #jason sudeikis smut #jason sudeikis thoughts #jason sudeikis x reader #jason sudeikis rpf

[themultifandomgal]

Mark Sloan- Try Again Pt2

“What’s going on?” Mark says walking into the room where I’m about to have an ultrasound

“I might be miscarrying” I tell Mark as Callie holds my hand in hers and Mer holds my other hand

“You're not miscarrying” Lucy replies

“Well then it’s an ectopic….”

“It’s not a molar pregnancy is it?” Mark asks making me worried

“Why don’t you let me have a look and we can figure out what’s going on”

“Who are you first and what are your credentials?”

“Lucy Fields, Harvard MD, Duke 0BGYN resident now a Maternal-Foetal Medicine fellow at Seattle Grace Mercy West. Damn good at my job. Who the hell are you”

“For god sake just stick the thing in me and tell me the bad news”

“Everything’s going to be ok” Callie says squeezing my hand.

Lucy turns the screen towards us

“There’s your baby, there’s the yolk sac. Everything looks good. Your still to early on to hear a heartbeat, but at your next appointment you will be able to”

“But the bleeding?”

“Your a doctor, you should know that many woman experience spotting early on in their pregnancy, it doesn’t mean they’re having a miscarriage, however better to be safe than sorry. I’ll go and get that appointment arranged while you get changed”

“Thank you” I smile at Lucy as she leaves

“Here let me help you”

“I’m capable of getting off a bed Mark” I comment

“Sorry, just want to help”

“I know I’m sorry I’m just cranky today”

“I’m gonna give you two some time to talk”

“Thanks for coming with me Callie”

“That’s what friends are for” Callie smiles at me before leaving the room

“I’ve got to go. Everything’s fine in there and I can’t wait to have a niece or nephew” Mer says placing a kiss on my forehead. I watch her leave and then go to try and untie the back of the gown but I can’t seem to undo the knot

“Can you erm…” I ask turning around so my back is facing mark

“Oh yeah sure” I feel his hands undoing the knot

“I feel like Im having dejavu” I joke back to what got us into this predicament making Mark laugh

“Just this time I’m undressing you for a different reason. There” I turn back around to face Mark. We look into each other’s eyes, as if we’re having a moment, but before anything could happen I clear my throat

“I erm need to get changed”

“Oh right yeah. Erm I’ll just, I’ll go” Mark leaves the room letting me get dressed. What am I doing? I’ve already let Mark back in once and look how that’s ended up? Granted he’s always going to be in my life now.

I finish getting dresses and leave the room where Mark is still stood outside of

“I thought you would have go back to work by now?”

“Are you ok?” He asks

“I erm…”

“And don’t lie. I know you” tears starts to threaten to spill

“When I saw the blood this morning I was so scared. I’ve always wanted to be a mom and after we broke up I thought I’d never get the chance. I just couldn’t stop thinking the worst, like if I lost this baby, I don’t know what I would do. It’s not like I have a partner i could try again with and…”

“Ok woah slow down. Come here” Mark pulls me into his chest “shhhh” he strokes my hair “we’re fine. Everything’s fine. Come on let’s go grab something to eat”

“Ok” I sniffle

“Anything you fancy?”

“Baby would quite like a pizza with fries”

“Hmm they would would they?” Mark laughs. He goes to pull away

“Wait, I’m not ready to let you go yet. Just, hold me for a little longer”

“Of course. I’ll hold you for as long as you need.

#grays anatomy #mark sloan x yn #mark sloan x reader #mark sloan #mark sloan imagine

[cevansbaby-dove]

Lights out part 2

Emily's pov.

I toss and turn all night, chris and i used to be in love but now...i wasn't lying what i said to him i don't know who he is anymore he's changed and not in a good way.

I close my eyes trying to fall asleep.

A/N Flashbacks will be indented

"Come on daddy i want to go swimming" My five year old son james says to chris. Chris and i took the kids to the beach and we loved it. "okay buddy come on" He says as Mia and i sit with our toes in the sand. "Mom?" "yes?" "james be silly" I smile. "yes mia he is but he's your baby brother little ones are silly, you were silly when you were younger too" I watch chris and james play in the water and smile. james says. "ball daddy i want ball" "okay buddy let me go grab it' He walks out of water and picks up the ball then i close my eyes relaxing. "james!?" I hear chris yell. i sit up looking at him he's in the water looking around. "Chris!? where's James!?" I discard my swimsuit cover and jump into the water swimming to chris. "James!?" I yell at the top of my lungs.

I wake up sitting up gasping for air. "damn nightmares" I swing my legs over the bed and walk to the window. "Oh Mia i hope your safe"

Chris's pov.

"james!" "James!! Chris where is he!?" "I don't know" i yell at Emily.

I jump and wake up. "damn" i sit up and get out of bed and walk out into the hallway.

I peak into the room Em's in and see her by the window.

i sigh softly watching Em look out the window. "Em it's close to five we should uh head out" She nods not even bothering to look at me.

i walk away and get packed up. Em walks in the room in this outfit.

i look at Em. "wo...wow you look great wifey" She grabs her bags and walks out. i sigh and grab my bag and head to the car.

Emily's pov.

We arrive at my mom and dad's place.

Chris and i walk to the front door and then we hear gunshots behind us. Chris shields me with his body. 'get down!"

I kneel to the ground. "Shit" Chris looks around. "you ok?" i nod. "yea th..thanks" we stand up and i hear my mom yell. "Em!?" I turn and see her and a group of others. "Mom!"

I run to her giving her a hug.

"My Emily, is Chris with?" I nod. "yea" I turn and see him walking to us. "hey Callie" She hugs him and i blink. "Mom have you seen Mia? she's out in this..she left for a party and we need to get to her we heard it was in new york somewhere"

"no honey i haven't seen her i'm sorry but Feel free to stay with us ok? our group is safe" Chris walks over to me. "i'm grateful for the invite but i think we should stick just to two of us"

"Chris try to think before you just say that"

"Fine i can go look for Mia on my own" I shake my head. "excuse me mom" i walk away. "Chris i'm sorry i just want to be safe and if that's with my mom and her group then please just a few days"

He turns and looks at me. "Emily..." he sighs. "i hate fighting with you my love ok we'll stay but those guys better stay away from you" i nod placing my hand on my stomach feeling a bit sick. "...deal"

"Em you ok?" He asks me. "yes sorry stressed make me feel sick" I look at him. "I'm fine i promise chirssy"

He kisses me and leans his head on mine. "We will find her ok? i will do anything to find her"

I close my eyes. "I know i promise to be by your side" I hug him. "I love you so much" I hug me back. "I love you too"

we head into the house and my mom is making some food for us. "ugh excuse me"

i rush away and shut the door to my old bedroom. "I can't tell him...not with how everything is." I shut my eyes.

Mia's Pov.

"so what do we do?" Jake says. "I'm going my own way back to Home Mia is going with me" I look at him. "My mom and dad aren't in Maine!"

I grab my purse and Ty says. "I'll join ya!" He walks with me and Anna says. "wait for me" we walk away from the party and jake says. "Mia you'll never make it"

"damn wrong jake i'll make it." i look ahead and see the sign. "boston is ten hours from here...shit that's a lot of walking."

Anna says. "or biking" I look at her. 'Uh?" She stands by bikes. "ta da!" i jump around. "great idea anna!"

I say. "Oh wait i can't bike in this dress, wasn't there a store back there?" i ask. "yes there was" I nod. "alright time to go shopping" We grab the bikes and walk to the store.

I walk in and look at the things i can wear and find this.

I change and walk out. "whatca think?" Anna says. "hella sexy hunter" Tyler chuckles. "You look good Mia" I smile. 'thanks"

I put the boots on then say. "Anna your next." She smiles. "I have the perfect outfit!" She runs off and changes. Tyler looks at me fix my hair. "you do look like a badass" I look at him. "um..thanks i think"

"it's a good thing Mia"

Anna walks out in this outfit.

"whatca think?" I look at her. "looks great" Tyler smiles. "Yea sure does" We head back to the bikes and make my way to my grandma's she'll know i can stay with her.

A/n:Thanks for reading, sorry this was longer but i had to add a lot to it.

Taglist:@nicoline1998enilocin @cutedisneygrl @patzammit @armystay89

#chris evans fanfiction #Lights out series #Mia Evans #Emily Evans #chris evans fan fiction #scifi

[katethewriter]

hey! i just wanted to tell you that you seem like a really nice person. whenever im on your blog i always see you being so kind and patient to everyone. Also if you want a request for the fluff fic, maybe wandanat x reader and one of them is sick and the other two take care of them or something (they could be denying if you want angst). Feel free to ignore this and sorry if this doesnt make sense, English isnt my first or second language 😅. have a great day! -🩴

Thank you :) I try to do my best. I will absolutely NOT ignore this! I’ve actually been wanting to write something based off greys anatomy episode where Callie gets the chicken pox, so this ask is perfect! I hope you enjoy! ❤️

Little White Lie

Pairing: WandaNat x Reader

Words: 1.3k~

Summary: Wanda comes down with a case of the chickenpox. You don’t react as well as you would have liked. 

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It’s truly amazing how loud silence can be. The whispered turning of pages in a book. A symphony of keyboard keys clicking away tirelessly. A group of people focused individually, comfortable in the silence. 

Wanda stops typing. Her head hangs back with a sigh. She has been working on this mission report for over an hour, and she’s still only halfway through. 

From your seat next to her, you look up from your book, “you ok?”

She nods, “yeah, I just got a headache.” Closing her laptop, she stands from the table, “I’m gonna grab some coffee.” Your girlfriend leans down to kiss the top of your head, but you reach up to her.

You pull her down by the back of her neck until her ear is level with your lips, “I know a cure for a headache that doesn’t involve coffee.” You release her neck and smirk at the blush filling her cheeks. 

Wanda quickly peaks around the room to see if any of the other teammates heard your little exchange. Confident that they are none the wiser, she grins at you, grabbing your hand to pull you in the direction of the door. 

Giggling, you drop the book on the table, completely forgotten. You don’t even bother to mark the page. 

The two of you barely make it to the first empty meeting room before you are on each other. You kiss her passionately, pushing her against the wall until your bodies are flush to one another. 

Your hands rest on her hips, and her hands come up to your face. It feels like every inch of you is pressing into her, and she’s warm, like warmer than normal warm. You hadn’t noticed it back in the common room, but now with her pressed against you, its apparent. 

“You’re hot,” you pull back, but she quickly kisses you again. 

“You’re hot too, detka,” she whispers against your lips before pulling you back in.

You reach up to feel her forehead, and like you expected its definitely warmer than it should be. “No, you’re hot,” you step away from her now, “you have a fever.”

Peaking from under the collar of her shirt, you see a red spot. “What is that?” You grab her arm and push up her sleeve revealing several more of these red spots, “oh my god, you have chickenpox.”

You step away from her fully, and she looks between you and her arm with wide eyes.

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You have to admit she looks pitiful. Sitting on the medbay bed, Wanda is covered head to toe in red spots.

“Please detka, I feel fine,” she begs, but you stand your ground, staring at her from the doorway. “I just want to go back to our room.”

“No can do, Wanda,” Bruce says from behind you. “You are highly contagious right now. If you step foot outside of this room, you will touch walls and door knobs. You could start an outbreak through out the compound.”

You smile at her sadly, “I’m sorry baby, you just have to stay in here for a little while until its cleared up.”

Wanda slumps into the bed, “will you sit with me at least please?” 

“I’m sorry baby, but I’ve never had the chickenpox before, and I never got the vaccine,” you nod your head in the direction of Bruce behind you, “like Bruce said, chickenpox are contagious.” You didn’t think it was possible, but somehow the brunette frowns even more. You can only smile sympathetically as she reaches up to her neck and begins to run her nails along the irritated skin. 

“Don’t scratch.”

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“Oh wow,” Natasha says as she takes in the sight of Wanda sitting on a bed in the medbay. She’s clearly miserable, red spots covering her skin. 

“Yeah,” you reply. 

Natasha has just returned from a mission. You told her of what was going on, but seeing it for herself was something different entirely. “How are you feeling detka?”

Wanda looks up with tears in her eyes, “please let me scratch.” She holds up her hands that have now been wrapped in white gauze to keep her from scratching. “I need to really bad,” she begs, “please just one.” She brings one wrapped up hand to her neck. Rubbing her covered hand up and down the red spots there.

You raise an eyebrow like you have been a lot the past two days, “don’t scratch, it’ll scar.” 

“I don’t care, please,” she pleads.

Natasha decides to take pity on her, “ok, hold on.” She walks into the room.

“She’s contagious,” you grab her arm before she makes it into the room. 

The widow shrugs, “Red Room was very particular about vaccinations. Can’t complete a mission if you’re getting sick all the time.” She kisses your cheek, “its ok, I’ll take over from here, malyshka.”

Natasha crosses the room and climbs onto the bed. She lays down, pulling Wanda to lay with her. You watch from the doorway as the redhead begins to gently rub the witch’s arm with the palm of her hand. The brunette sighs in relief and relaxes for the first time in two days.

“Better?” 

She only nods with a smile. 

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“I should be in there,” you sigh. Watching your girlfriends through the glass wall of the med bay room, you kick yourself for being such an idiot. Natasha continues to gently rub her palm over Wanda’s skin. They laugh and smile while the redhead provides much needed relief for the itching. 

“Don’t be jealous,” Bruce reassures you, “they both still love you. It’s just that Natasha is immune, and you’re not. Once Wanda is all healed up, you’ll be back together just like before.” You both stand in silence for a moment. You are watching your girlfriends while Bruce writes in Wanda’s file. 

“I’ve had the chickenpox,” you admit. Bruce looks up from his paperwork to you. “I told her hadn’t, but I have. I lied to my girlfriends because....” you sigh trying to find the right words, “...because she is just so beautiful. I was scared with pox and the ooze and the fever... I just... I wanted to stay in the honeymoon phase... you know?”

You look to Bruce who gives you an almost deer in the headlights look. “So, I lied like an idiot and now,” you wave an arm in the direction of your girlfriends, “they’re in there and I should be too, but I can’t.”

You roll your eyes at yourself and sigh. Quickly you turn and head to your room to go to bed. 

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Restlessly, you roll back and forth in the sheets. Since you have been with Wanda and Nat, you’ve rarely, if ever, had to sleep alone. The few nights you did have to sleep alone went about as well as tonight has. 

Rolling over, you take a glimpse at the clock on the bedside table, 2:16 am. You groan and roll over again. Trying anything you can to find a position that will be comfortable enough for you to sleep. 

You know its hopeless.

There’s no way you are going to get any sleep without Wanda or Natasha. You sigh, knowing what you have to do. Throwing back the covers, you make your way to the medbay. 

When you get there, you find them fast asleep in each other’s arms. You don’t hesitate any longer. 

Entering the room, you tiptoe over to the bed, trying to be careful not to wake them up. A delicate kiss is placed on both of their foreheads. You lay down on the other side of Wanda so she is sandwiched between you and Natasha.

The brunette stirs in her sleep, thus pulling the redhead from her slumber. Wanda peaks through her eyes to look at you. “What are you doing?” she mumbles tiredly. Sleep has made her voice groggy, “you’ll get the chickenpox.” 

You smile and stroke her cheek, “so I get the chickenpox.” 

Wanda gives you the biggest smile she can while being half asleep. Her eyes close again as she drifts back into unconsciousness, and you are not far behind her.

#askkate #🩴 anon #I feel like I’m not cool enough to have emoji anons #so you just made me happy 🩴 anon 🥰

[crispysoupwonderland]

~It Will All Be Ok~ (3)

William Afton/Dave Miller x Nb/AFAB reader

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Notes: kinda proofread, (art by other me again used base)

Cw: smut (kinda), kidnapping, non con

part 1, part 2

Read on Ao3

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It’s been days since Callie died, it's hard to get out of bed in the mornings. However, you can’t give up on your job, your mom still needs you, you need to act like an adult. You try to get along with your co-workers the best you can but all you can form is a superficial surface-level relationship at most. 

Everything seemed normal, boring, to be honest. But you were still grateful to be making at least some money. Every time you went to work you always felt like someone was watching you though. The only abnormal thing that you could think of was a bright flash in the corner of your eye every once in a while. I think this place is making me go a bit crazy. 

One closing shift the kids seemed to have made a bigger mess than usual. There was birthday cake smeared all over the floor and walls, it had been completely massacred. You look in your usual cabinet where the cleaning supplies are kept, this won’t be enough for that mess. 

“ Do you know where the ‘heavy duty’ cleaning supplies are?” you ask one of your coworkers walking by.

“Um.. I don’t know,” she says uninterested,” maybe look in the basement?”

“Erm.. ok thank, where would that be.. I didn’t even know that we had a basement here”

She rolled her eyes, clearly just wanting to leave. “Um, I think the key would probably be in the boss’s office…” sarcasm is in her tone

You pressed your ear against the door and it was quiet. You open his office door and the room is empty, thank god, a small feeling of relief trickles through you. After the encounter where he asked you on a date, you didn't want to be alone with him due to the potential for awkwardness. 

You crept further into his office and towards his large wooden desk. His computer sat on the desk, along with some nicknacks, and a mess of scribbled notes. You start to casually open each drawer of the desk in search of the key, going from the top to the bottom. The first mostly contains more notes and papers. 

The bottom drawer requires more of a pull. You grasp the handle and yank it, it bursts open, and small white pieces of paper fly out. You pick one of the pieces up and turn it around, it's a photo. A photo of you. 

You pick up another, and another, and another. More photos of you seemingly taken without your knowledge. In fact, the whole drawer is full of photos of you.  How would someone even get these!? There's me at work, taking a walk, even, at my house… There was even one of me getting changed. HOLY SHIT. This is bad. 

You frantically pick up the photos and stuff them back into the drawer. All you could think of is the horrifying thought of him coming up into this room and being alone with you. You slammed the drawer and darted out of the room, shaking with fear. You made it back down into the main room, comforted by the presence of other people in the room again. Afton was nowhere to be seen but you trembled in possible anticipation of his presence. Dear god, what was all that, fuck, what am I gonna do?

You sped over to your coworker and she noticed the panicked look on your face.

“ Hey what the hell's going on with you? ” she asked, you were surprised that she actually cared. 

You slowed your breath in preparation for a response, “ ha…has the boss ever done anything weird to you or any of the other workers?” you ask with a desperate look on your face.

“What? No, I mean, he's a weird guy but he mostly keeps it to himself” she replied, “now go clean up that mess you were talking about before, i'm not doing your job for you.”

This is it, this is the last day of working at this place. I don’t care, I'll find another place to work, it’s not worth it. I’m sorry mom, I don’t mean to let you down but I’m honestly scared and really freaked out. 

You storm into work giving out an angered aura, you co-workers just glance at you instead of saying ‘hello’. This is the last shift I’m ever working at this shitty place, you check the schedule. FUCK. Why am I on the closing shift? I was supposed to leave a bit earlier today. 

You angrily grab your stuff and start your shift. Time goes by at a crawl. This shift lasts forever. 

Finally, the last customers leave and you finish your mopping. You put your stuff back and grab all your stuff from your locker. You feel a bit bad for not telling any of your co-workers that you're quitting, especially with such short notice. You go and knock on Mr. Afton’s office door, your heart is pounding, you don’t like confrontation and he scares the shit out of you. 

“ Come in” he mumbles in a monotone voice. 

You slowly turn the knob and enter his office, his face seems to have a surprised expression. 

“ Can I help you doll?”

“ I told you to stop fucking calling me names, I’m quitting”

He stands up and puts his hands on his desk, “What do you mean? Don’t you need the money, you can’t just quit without telling me, it's too short of notice.”

“Why the fuck do you have pictures of me in your desk”

At that very moment, he drops the facade, his face turns blank and his eyes cold. His eyes were dark, like the sky before a storm. His lips twitched, almost into a smile, which then quickly disappeared. 

“What do you mean darling?” there is something very off with his voice. 

“I fucking saw them, in your desk”

He just looks at you blankly, “BAHAHHAHAHHAHHAAHH!” 

Your face turns pale, what the hell is going on with this guy? 

“Darling, that's me showing my love for you, you don’t like it? After all I’ve done for you, you don’t like it? Why? You’re going to leave me, when you can fix me? I know that you can fix me. I’ve done horrible things but you can make them all go away. You can fix me, you can fix me…” he rambles on. He slowly stands up, his fists tightly clenched. He towers over you. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you!?” You start to make your way to the door, your back facing it as you keep eye contact with him while you fiddle trying to find the door knob.

“I’m sorry, I can’t let you leave me…”

You turn around to find the door knob. You feel a cold sensation on your head, then it turns hot. It burns. Everything is turning black. Your body feels too heavy. You fall to the ground. 

“ Don’t worry my sweet, it will all be ok.” 

Your eyes flicker open, you’re in an unfair place. It’s cold and damp, there’s a strong mildew smell in the air. 

“You’re finally awake darling, sorry my sweet I didn’t want to hurt you,” he chuckles to himself “So doll, I patched you up but I just want to make sure that you can’t get away so I made sure to tie your hands extra tight…” 

You feel bandages neatly and tightly wrapped around your head. You clench your teeth and riggle your hands to try and get them loose, your attempts are fruitless. 

“Darling don’t try and get away, you’ll only hurt yourself more”

“L-let me go w-what the fuck a-are you insane” You can’t seem to keep yourself from crying and choking on your tears.

He reaches his hand out and wipes a tear from your face, he then sticks out his tongue and licks your tear from his finger. He smiles. “Y-you’re d-delisous” he holds his cheeks with his hands. 

You spit on him. “FUCK YOU LET ME GO YOU CRAZY BITCH!”

His eyes turn dark, and he angrily grabs your face. “My love, my sweet, my darling, if you want to leave me I’m going to gut you like a fish, don’t spit on me again.”

You realize that being aggressive will get you nowhere, you have to give in to him. 

“Y-yes, s-sorry Mr. Afton..”

“That’s it darling, good pet~, Now I know you were a binder so let me help you take that off. You’re not meant to be wearing it for too long of a time you know.”

“W-wait d-don’t touch me”

“It's ok love, I’m helping you, now I’m going to untie you and you are gonna put your hands up or-” he pulls a knife out of his pocket.

You look at him, eyes wide and glassy, filled with fear. You nod your head yes quickly and he cuts the binds holding your hands in place. You reluctantly and slowly raise your arms above your head and your face turns bright red. He lifts up your sweater and begins to take off your binder. You can’t help but turn your head to look away from him.

He watches your chest closely as he slowly takes it off and moves his face closer, you can feel his breath on your skin. He licks your nipple and you wince and jump a bit not expecting the stimulation. 

“W-what are you doing”

“What does it look like I’m doing whore?”

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