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athanza · 9 days

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Starlett - Part 3

Cooper Howard/fem!OC (not self-insert)

Tags: Hurt/comfort (sort of?), non-allowed romantic connection, lots of tention, pre and post war drama, some fluff

Warnings: Mentions of domestic abuse (no graphic scenes or descriptions of that nature), angst, canon wasteland violence

This branches out from canon but I thought it was a cute story idea so I had to write it. Enjoy! ♡

Part 1 | Part 2 | Final part

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Suddenly Irene looked unsteady and she held a hand to the wound on her side.

"Fancy seein' you here." She chuckled painfully.

"I know, I haven't changed a bit."

She laughed but immediately regretted it, groaning in pain.

"You uh," she said, blood dripping down her leg. "you wouldn't happen to have a stimpak on you would ya? I'm uh...I'm not feelin' too hot."

He looked her over, the gash was deep, she'd need more than one stimpak. "Unfortunately I don't think I do."

Suddenly her legs gave out from underneath her and she collapsed.

"Whoa." He said, catching her before she hit the ground.

Irene woke up hours later, lying on her back in what looked like a small cave, her head resting on a saddle bag.

She didn't look any different than she did before the war, albeit a little dishevelled, Cooper figured that however Moldaver survived must've been how she did.

"Coop." Irene croaked.

He looked up from cleaning his revolver and saw her try to move.

"Easy there Starlett, you're pretty banged up."

She winced in pain again and lay back down. "I thought you were dead." She said, weak from the blood loss.

"I should be. So should you."

"Fate had other plans I guess."

Cooper scoffed quietly. She didn't press it, even though she wanted to know if Janey made it.

"You're gonna need some proper medical attention." He said. "Ain't much out here though."

"Eh, it's just a scratch." She joked, swallowing a mouth-full of blood.

Cooper got up and handed her a flask of water, half empty. She took a few sips and handed it back.

"I'm lookin' for Lee, you know where I can find 'er?

"I've been looking for her myself, I'm afraid I can't help you there, I've found nothing but dead ends. The bitch is hard to find even in a fucking desert."

He smiled a little at the very different tone coming out of her mouth than he remembered; she must've been in the wasteland for a little while, at least.

"I'm glad I found you cowboy. You're about the only fond memory I've got left. I needed that right about now."

"I'm not the man you remember."

"Doesn't matter. You've reminded me of something I haven't seen in years."

"And what's that?"

"Kindness."

2077

The doorbell rang and Cooper opened it to find Irene looking remarkably understated compared to her shows, but she still had that aire of grace that she always carried with her no matter where she was.

"Come on in." He smiled, stepping aside for her.

"I can't thank you enough for letting me stay, I know its a lot of ask of someone you just met."

"It's the least I can do."

He closed the door and took her suitcase for her.

Janey appeared with Roosevelt, having been playing in the backyard and Cooper gestured to her.

"Irene, this is my daughter Janey. Janey this is Irene, the friend from work I was telling you about."

"Irene Taylor!?" She said, her eyes sparkling. "I've seen you on TV! Your voice is sooo beautiful! You definitely should have won the award on last month's show."

Irene and Cooper both laughed.

"Looks like you have a fan."

"That's very kind of you." Irene smiled sweetly.

"Janey, why don't you watch some cartoons while I show Irene to her room?"

"Ok." She beamed and sat down with Roosevelt in front of the TV.

Irene followed Cooper to the back of the house where the guest room was and looked at all the family photos as they walked through. Wedding photos, Janey's baby photos, a puppy photo of Roosevelt. When they finally reached the room she felt even more uncomfortable.

"This is you." He said, placing her suitcase on the bed.

"I'm so sorry to put you in this position Mr. Howard, I do appreciate it very much. I didn't know who else to come to."

"Don't worry about it." He smiled warmly. "I'm just glad you decided to leave."

"So am I. You made me realise the cause wasn't worth the abuse, no matter how much I told myself it was. Lee won't be happy but it'll be worth it in the end."

"I'm sure it will."

She smiled softly at him. "I'll let you get back to your daughter. You'll barely know I'm here."

"Nonsense," he said. "You're joining us for dinner, plus I'm sure Janey would love to spend some time with you."

She got choked up a bit at that. Everything she had done since getting into show business had been for other people, someone doing something like this for her was something special.

"Thank you Mr. Howard."

"Cooper." He replied.

2296

Irene lay sleeping and Cooper sat wondering what to do with her.

He couldn't spare any resources, and he didn't need stimpaks, so he had none. Could he carry her to Filly and get her to a doctor? Sure, but that was in the opposite direction of where he was headed, where they were both headed.

It would be more humane to shoot her now to save her the pain, but he couldn't bring himself to do it and it angered him.

"Fuck." He said, getting to his feet and picking up his gun, walking out of the cave in search of supplies.

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gravehags · 8 months

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unraveling a stitch

Pairing: Cardinal Copia x f!Reader (Curator!Reader)

Rating: Teen

Tags: mushy gushy feelings, first meetings, Imperator serving cunt, reader thinks she's going to be murdered, ministry backstory

Words: 1,981

Summary: This is the weirdest job interview you've ever had.

a/n: ok this ended up being like 1,500 words of conversation between reader and Sister Imperator but one thing about me is I'm a bitch who loves backstory so

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To say you are nervous would be putting it extremely fucking lightly.

You’re sitting in the back of a car - a very nice car at that - and being driven out to somewhere in the middle of the countryside. Idly, you hope that Sister Imperator isn’t actually some kind of serial killer. She seemed nice enough on the…what was the system they used? Doom call? The preliminary interview went well, you thought. You had managed to succinctly answer all of the questions the older woman had thrown your way, surprising even yourself with the calmness in your voice. So impressed was she by you that she asked you fly out - fucking fly out - to visit her at what she deemed “The Abbey.” When she emailed you a ticket confirmation later that night, you were stunned.

And now, here you are.

You had left the airport about an hour ago, meeting up with the large man who stood stoically in the arrivals area with a small sign bearing your name. The driver has remained silent the entire drive, but every once in a while you catch him glancing at you in the rearview mirror. When you crest a hill and descend into a forested valley you gasp audibly at the sight. A vast collection of stone structures - probably the size of a university - sit within the trees. You gaze out the window with your jaw dropped as you drive through a multitude of well-manicured lawns and gardens towards an enormous gate, which opens as the car approaches. The driver pulls in and continues down a long driveway up to a large wooden door.

Oh shit, you think, this is happening.

Panicked, you adjust your hair and straighten your skirt before clambering out of the car. You turn to thank the driver but he’s already gone. Weird.

“Welcome,” a warm female voice says from behind you. The woman from your interview, Sister Imperator, stands in the doorway and for the first time you’re finally able to get a good look at her. She’s a handsome woman, her grey hair in a neat bun, wearing a suit. Very prim and proper, you think, until your gaze turns downwards and you see the electric red stilettos on her feet.

Oh work, grandma.

You smile and look back up at her, meeting her incisive gaze. You can imagine what she was like in her youth - hell maybe what she’s like now - and the men she’s cut down to size.

“Hello, Sister,” you say, extending your hand for her, which she takes in both of hers. “Thank you for having me.”

She steps sideways and gestures for you to enter the impressive stone building. When you walk in your jaw drops at the gorgeous stained glass that illuminates the space with bouncing colors.

“Wow,” you say, slowly turning in a circle to drink everything in.

“I’m pleased you like it,” she says with a small smile, guiding you down the hall, “I’m sure you’ll enjoy many things the Abbey has to offer.”

The walk to her office is quiet, punctuated by the crisp snap of her heels on the marble floor. Your little black heeled witch boots, which you had thought were quite chic, pale in comparison. After climbing a flight of stairs you reach a solid door at the end of a hallway, which she opens for you. The room inside is equally as impressive as the rest of the Abbey, with high ceilings and large windows that look upon a green little courtyard. She takes a seat behind the large desk and gestures for you to take yours, which you do with some anxiety.

“Thank you for this opportunity,” you say, fingers tangling in your lap.

She smiles again. “Of course, dear. I will be blunt with you, I may have misled you regarding this interview and indeed…about this job.”

Your own smile slowly drops, as does your stomach.

“What,” you begin nervously, eyes darting around the room, “what do you mean by that?”

Shit, shit, shit. You really were fucking stupid, just agreeing to come out here to the middle of nowhere to meet a woman you’ve met once over the fucking internet. Your mind reels back to the serial killer thought you had earlier and you’re convinced you’re going to die here and this woman is going to bury you under a topiary.

She must see the panic in your eyes because she holds up her hands in an assuaging gesture. “You’re perfectly safe, I apologize for my ominous wording. What I mean to say is the nature of this collection is quite…sensitive. As is our organization who holds it.”

Your shoulders drop from their tense fight-or-flight position and you sigh. You feel silly as you clear your throat.

“Er…what exactly is this organization? You call it the Abbey and you carry the title of Sister…is this some sort of religious institution?”

“Yes,” she begins slowly, eyeing you cautiously, “ah, if I may ask…do you hold any religious beliefs? I apologize for the intrusive nature of this question but it is relevant.”

“Oh, um. I don’t,” you say, slightly hushed, “I’m sorry, I’m not Catholic or a believer of…well anything really.”

You’re taken aback when she sighs in relief.

“Oh good,” she says, steepling her fingers. Good?

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand,” you say after a beat, confused. “You want someone who isn’t religious to care for your collection?”

“Let’s just say we want someone more ah…open minded.”

You’re growing frustrated with the way she’s dancing around the truth and you frown.

“Sister Imperator, I don’t mean to be blunt but can you please just tell me what it is you do here?”

Her lip curls into a wry half-smile, clearly pleasantly surprised by your directness.

“The Ministry,” she begins, “represents those devoted to the cult of the Olde One. We are as old an institution as the Catholic Church yet far more…subtle in our ways. Out of necessity, you understand.”

Your jaw drops a little.

“You’re Satanists?” It’s more of a statement than a question and she’s pleased you’ve put two and two together.

“Indeed. We’re a small but mighty group that is spread throughout the world. This location,” she gestures to the walls around her, “is like our Vatican. Our collection here is that of Satanic art throughout history and requires someone with a special understanding of our church but most of all a level of education and expertise that many here lack.”

You’re stunned. You had no idea these people existed beyond individual belief systems and teenagers rebelling against their parents.

“If this is your Vatican,” you begin slowly, “does that mean you have a pope?”

Sister Imperator lets out a dry little laugh.

“All in good time, my dear. But first I must tell you, this ‘interview’ is entirely a formality. As far as I’m concerned, you’ve had the job since we ended that call.”

Your shock and wonder rapidly turns into joy as a grin splits your features. You fucking did it.

“Oh my God,” you blurt out, “wait, sorry. Is that offensive?”

When the sister snorts out a far more genuine laugh this time, you beam at her.

“Does this mean you accept the position?”

“Yes,” you say a little too quickly. The opportunity to work with an art collection held by fucking Satanists has you spinning. “Absolutely.”

“Wonderful,” she says, clapping her hands together and standing. “We’ll sort out the details of your employment and your move to the Abbey later but for now there is someone I would like you to meet.”

You dutifully follow her out of her office, practically floating as she leads you down the hall and down the stairs. You exit onto an open-air cloister and you encounter the first people other than the sister and the driver you’ve seen here. People of all genders in black habits of all styles - some very racy, you notice with a blush - congregate and walk down the halls. Sister Imperator leads you through and you notice the way they shy away from her in either deference or fear. It’s hard to say which.

She stops at a closed door and waves a hand towards it.

“This will be your office,” she says lightly, “it once belonged to our dear departed Cardinal von Shreck who was previously in charge of our collection. His work, however, fell to the wayside in recent years with his declining health. You will be inheriting quite a mess of paperwork from him, I’m afraid.”

You shrug.

“I’ve had worse,” you respond and Imperator continues down the hall and makes a left. The Abbey is massive, you think, much larger than you previously thought. Once again she stops at a door and gives you a brief smile before knocking.

“Entrare!” comes a muffled voice, and she pushes the door open.

The room is cozy but beautiful, filled with books and papers. But that’s not what draws your eye.

Making his way towards you and the sister from behind the desk is a man. He wears a vivid red cassock with an unusual bejeweled symbol you make a note to ask Sister Imperator about later. On his head is an angular hat and you smile at how it looks like he’s wearing horns. He’s not tall, but he still makes for a surprisingly commanding presence when he moves before you. Now that he’s closer you can better see the rest of him - his startling mismatched eyes surrounded by black paint, his swept back brown hair littered with silver, the pristine sideburns, his large, straight nose and the neat little mustache underneath it. Everything about him is charming, you think. Even dashing.

And then you realize you’re staring.

Imperator notices and gives you a peculiar look.

“This is Cardinal Copia,” she finally announces, “you will be consulting with him as you work with our collection.”

Cardinal, you think. Wow.

“Your Eminence,” you say, extending your hand. Sister Imperator smirks at the title and Copia blushes. Not missing a beat, he takes your bare hand in one of his gloved ones and lifts it to his mouth to place a slightly damp kiss on the back. His black lipstick leaves a little mark on you and you feel a flutter in your belly.

“No ‘Eminence’, signorina,” he finally speaks, his voice filled with nervous energy, “Simply Copia.”

You beam at him, you can’t help yourself, there's just something about him that makes you feel warm and mushy inside. He’s barely spoken half a dozen words and already you know that there’s something special about this man.

“Poor von Shreck,” Copia says, wringing his hands, “we lament his loss, but I am glad to see that Sister has found such an excellent replacement. And such a lovely one at that.”

He looks stricken with fear as soon as the words leave his mouth and you flush from head to toe.

“I’ve heard he’s left behind quite a bit of work, but I’m sure I’ll be able to tackle it, especially with your help.” Your smile is encouraging and he seems to relax a little under your kind gaze.

“Indeed. I am at your service, signorina,” he says with a little bow that makes you giggle. Clearly having reached her limit of the two of you interacting, Imperator places a hand on your shoulder to guide you out.

“I’ll see you soon, Cardinal,” you say with a little wave as the sister steers you out of his office. He gives a little wave back and you find that after the door shuts you miss his presence already. Imperator eyes the goofy smile on your face shrewdly before starting back down the hallway to her office. You follow, feeling as if butterflies are ricocheting off the inside of your stomach.

Cardinal Copia, you think. What a lovely man.

#cardinal copia x reader #cardinal copia x female reader #cardinal copia #copia #the band ghost #the band ghost fic #rachel writes

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unsleepingtales · 1 month

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Cursed out! What an ep!

Thinking about the Lucy/Gorgug parallels post and rotating them. In my head

Bakur art????

Aelwynnnnn

Ah they have leveled up!

Cottoncandy bitchfuck <3

Kipperlilly is independently wealthy ok

If Adaine could charge for her oracle duties that would be great

Adaine hates her SO much

I love the close up shot of Siobhan’s hand

I love Brennan glancing over at Ally to let them know that they need to pay attention to this next part before mentioning the divine stuff

The Abernant Sisters are everything to me <3

Even when you were being evil you were at least interesting and cool!

Aelwyn you gotta take care of yourself pls

HECTOR

And people are dying or something?

Loam Farm. Ok so the issue wasn’t with the faire, it was with the former venue?

Were they framed to get the faire to change venues?

Summoning a demon. Just another thing.

Riz is SO done

“You’re getting a+s and you’re killing all your extracurriculars so where is the stress coming from”???? Sklonda. Sklonda! Cmon. You had to have heard yourself say that.

Keep my name out of your mouth 💀💀💀 they are MARRIED

Sorry what

It’s called the moonar yulenear? That’s what the midwinter holiday in solace is called?

Ally ASCENDING

November (if that’s what month it is)

Brennan SO meant for Riz to be running

Lolaaaaa

Of course Riz is going to Loam Farm.

Maximum legend!

Ratgrinders group art!!

FIG HAS OFFICIALLY TAKEN TWO LEVELS OF PALADIN

Hallariel!!

Ally continues to be great at blending rp and mechanics

Hmmmm Kristen going to fallinel. Thoughts.

That’s so sad actually

Zac is SO smart

Your drama’s beautiful and I think it’s really gorgeous but I do think that Fig is fully cursed

God they’re insane I love them so much

Mazey!!

It’s just an orifice

I love that little hands moment with the friends <3 I could pick your hands out of a lineup they are calloused and freckled and I love you

I’m wearing a sports bra and a g string and I want to be closer to all of you!!

He really tried to figure out a way to politely decline a bardic and he couldn’t

Mazey are you okay??

Oh god

The vice principal can’t leave a certain distance from the school??

There’s gotta be a way to get Ayda in on this

Awwwww

Wild that student government only has one elected position?? How are all the other positions chosen??? I was on student gov for six years and I had to run every time?

Brennan is thrilled with them

Shoutout to Zac for using proper over-under cable coiling technique while miming

Tragic this is devastating

She doesn’t need to die she’s gonna pass on the position at the end of the year??

Jealousy surrounds me. (The most serious she’s been all day)

FABIANNNNN

Stop bringing him UP

“When you think about me why do you always bring up the ball?” Onesided fabriz truthers are having a field day rn

Mazeyyyyyy you care so so much

He wanted to live with his family I’m gonna cry

Hmm. Convincing.

From the man who dabbed at a school assembly we now bring you the revival of pwned

Bro she likes you

Paperweight boggy!

It’s a whole thing

Oh god

Summer god domain changed to more fire stuff regarding rage?

Not my circus not my monkeys 😭😭

Five from 2d10 😭

Whyyyyyy are you giving a speech to the middle schoolers. WHY

Sandra Lynn and Jawbone’s art makes me so happy

This little bitch ass cat >:(

Lydia Barkrock I love you forever and ever

D&D is so cool D&D IS SO COOL

Also science :)

Paladin Fig!

No that’s the curse babes

Yeah

Fig is super fucking cursed

They literally tagged their notebooks with the ratgrinder sticker !

It’s not his place to feel wrathful. Oh my god he’s. Something.

Oh GOD

Yolanda WAS neutral though that was the whole POINT she gave up any relationship to a deity in order to better teach clerics!! The token she gave Kristen was all about divine power and relationships despite lack of a god!!

Stay the fuck away from her brother

(Ally mumbling threateningly)

Step off buddy. Step Away.

Oooh why is that dc that way

Oh yeah but that has nothing to do with Fig

FUCK YEAH OATH OF ANCESTORS I love paladin mechanics so fucking much guys

Ey?? Zara and Porter?

Fig how many fucking parents are you gonna get

THANK YOUUUUUUU I love paladin mechanics I love devotion to a friend I love getting literal magic from love and devotion and a promise

This is sooooo leading towards Fig becoming a paladin of Bakur’s deity.

Ally and Lou’s reactions 😭

GIRLYPOP WHATTTT

Murph face

Ruben seems genuinely upset about Lucy

Why is that your email address

Do you want me to get you a phone????????

A card that says thinking of you but fig signs it from gorgug 😭 I’m gonna cry

ITS SHAPED LIKE A LITTLE METAL BRIEFCASE 😭😭😭

You absolute sweetie 🥰

What a choice!

Ohhh Fabian. Fabian misses his dad. Ouch.

Wild art imitating life moment bc we were just talking about getting hit in the tattoo

Oh goddddddd rage tokens

They would do anything for each other

The gleam in Brennan’s eye……..

Oh nooooo

(Emily laughing sadistically)

You made that so terrible for yourself and you did not have to.

Oh my GOD

Ok chill out man

Ok next week looks fun. The return of Baron. That’s chill.

#fantasy high junior year #reactions #verbal component

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frecklystars · 2 months

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Ok I need to vent real quick and then I’m going offline again

So I met Steve Blum. It went well. I should be happy. He said everything I’d want him to say. And I feel so fucking numb like… nothing changed I’m never gonna get Starscream back it’s so hopeless. If I felt nothing while talking to Starscream and hearing his voice telling me he loves me and would never hurt me, well. what could possibly heal me??? absolutely nothing :’)

I’ll make a proper post about what happened later bc maybe I’ll feel better in a few days but. Y’know it was all good stuff and yet I’m like. Numb. Gwen (Steve’s agent) recognized me on sight. I gave her my art and she got so excited, knew me by name immediately, she ran around the counter and hugged me so tight. And she said “I’ve shown my friends your art!!! I saved it into my phone!! Steve and I have talked about you!!!” and she ran to Steve and said “oh my god look what Keri made for me! Do you remember Keri? She’s the one who made those keychains!“blah blah blah 16 minutes worth of conversation and eventually I said “yeah I’m the little Starflower girl from cameos” and he, without hesitation, slipped into Starscream’s voice and said with a “psh” smirk “well of course I remember that!” and I was like. Wow. That’s so cool. I should be feeling good about that. I was just so depressed. I thought wow my starlight is right there and I feel absolutely fucking nothing. Steve remembers me but, no maybe he’s just saying that actually, maybe he doesn’t remember me and he’s just being nice

I bought a video from him and a print. For the print I got spike Spiegel, with him writing my ship tag “what ever happens happens… just happy to have you at all” and here’s the thing. He drew me. For free. Gwen came up to him and said “throw in a free drawing” it’s supposed to be an extra fee but she said not to charge me “because that’s Keri!” 🥺 and he. drew me. Steven Jay Blum drew me with my Barbie earrings and my freckles. He drew lots of freckles. Drew me with a big big big smile. Drew me next to spike. It’s the cutest doodle in the world and they gave it to me for free simply because I’m??? thee Keri???

And for the video he asked if I wanted anything specific and I very briefly told him what happened to me, that STSC was a cptsd trigger, that I missed him so terribly, and my voice was so shaky and I felt so stupid on the verge of tears. He didn’t even hesitate or make a face or anything he totally listened and the he was like “i can absolutely have Starscream say he loves you, no problem.” He kept asking if I wanted to be in the video with him and I said each time “no thats okay I don’t have to be in the video. You can record yourself just holding my phone. Like a cameo” and he said “oh just myself! Okay” but he walked around and put his arm around me and asked AGAIN “do you want to?” and I was like. Oh. He is really checking repeatedly if I don’t want to be in this. Maybe he wants me to be in the video. like maybe he thinks it’ll help me or something. and it reminded me of the last time we met and he would ask if I wanted to be in the video and I’d say I didn’t have to be and I’d leave the choice up to him, and then he had said “you can’t have starlight without his little Starflower” and pulled me into the video with him

And so now I have this video of Starscream saying “Keri, my little Starflower, we meet again... I love you”—“ growling/snarling through gritted teeth— “I miss you!” And some other stuff I’m too tired to say but I’ll include it in my later post. Starlight was. Big angry. Nobody separates him from his little Starflower, bitch. And then he ended the video by blowing a big long kiss with Starscream’s voice making a smooch noise “mmmmwah!!! I love you, Starflower!!”

And I should have felt good. We were supposed to take a selfie together, I paid 50 bucks for it but we ALL fucking forgot ☠️ whatever I have a selfie with him already I guess and I’m just. So depressed I don’t care. And he said thank you for flying all this way and thank you for the art and like. Other stuff I’ll talk about later. His wife likes my art too. God. I should feel good. I have 16 minutes worth of him being so kind and I feel nothing. Before we left I paused and asked “will you… will you please reassure me, um, Starscream would never hurt me” and he looked me in the eye and leaned in and said in Starscream’s voice “I, Starscream, would never hurt my Keri”

And I should feel good but I don’t. And I didn’t expect this to fix me of course but I’m so. Numb. Dude what the fuck is wrong with me. I feel so awful and I’ve been crying on and off since we left and I’m just a wreck. I miss Starscream so fucking bad. I didn’t even think of Ken today, it’s not the same. Ken is my main F/O right now but my love with him feels like… pebbles compared to what I had with my Starlight. He was my biggest comfort and he’s just. Gone. My brain won’t allow me to have this. I am trying so so so so hard to tell myself to feel good, but I’ve spent a year associating TF with feeling horrible and unsafe, now I am just absolutely devastated. Every single day I miss Starscream like a phantom limb. Every single day I cry over him. Every single fucking day I am missing such a huge piece of me. I’m just too fuckiing broken beyond repair. If the official voice actor can’t make me feel better I don’t think anything can. I listened to all of my cameos again and I just feel. nothing. I remember I used to stay up late looping my cameos and feeling so wholeheartedly loved and cherished. That’s fucking ruined. I’ll never feel that way again. I’ll never ever fucking feel that way ever again. He’s gone and km never going to feel safe or loved with any F/Os ever again and you’d think I’d accept that by now bc it’s been a year but I can’t. I miss Starscream so fucking bad I miss him more than anhthing and he’s gone. he’s gone

#delete later #vent

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gigzmcgeezie · 4 days

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I'm back bitches!!!! (This is an 18+ only blog)

Hello, if you're unaware of who I am. My name is Gigagear (Gigzmcgeezie is my new tag) Here's some info about me!!

he/him nonbinary transman!!

19 years old!!

College Photography Major

BI Aroflux

Black/PuertoRican

Reform Jewish

I like Fighting games, anime, Pokemon, DBZ and Metal music!! Dethklok rules!!!

AUOCD + DID

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To those who do know me!

"Where were you?" Tumblr culture got really scary and toxic around the time when geopolitical events got more violent and horrific. A wave of Islamophobia and antisemitism made it to much for me to handle seeing it every day. So I took a break. (Free Palestine btw).

Also on top of that I wanted to focus more on college and I was gaining a bad habit of looking for things to make me upset as a distraction from bigger things in my life.

Also, because I was healing a LOT of baggage from my past started affecting me mentally. Thankfully I'm mostly ok now and working on making my life a happier and safer one. As well as protecting those I care about.

"What are you going to do now?"

I'm still not giving up on art or music. But I'll also do some photography on here too. I'm more open to posting and talking about my OCs on here so go crazy asking about them. I'll also post my doodles and art studies here for archival. Stay tuned!!

One thing I would request is for minors to not follow this blog. Although I won't be doing straight up NSFW here, the themes I tackle like violence, trauma and personal mental anguish will be expressed in a way not suitable for children to consume. Proper trigger warnings will also be applied for any onlookers.

IF I FORGET TO TAG SOMETHING PLEASE CONTACT ME ASAP AND I'LL FIX IT!!!

Also, I'm not always the best with social cues or knowing certain things before hand, so if I screw up please also tell me.

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Things I would love to talk about

History

Dragon Ball

Music composition and Theory

Photography

Animation

Well that's all for now. I'll edit this should something new come up!!

Thanks for reading all the way through!!

#intro #intropost #tw geopolitics

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bihansthot · 10 months

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I have spent so much time on this stupid IKEA fic and have watched multiple YouTube videos for research purposes and I’m going to laugh when I get like 5 likes and 2 reblogs 💀

Assuming I ever finish this bitch. I don’t do stories well which is why I usually write smut. Ugh I need to update my master list with my new stuff I’ve done but I’ve not tried to do it on mobile soooo 🤷🏼‍♀️ maybe I’ll start a second one and link it to the first page?? That seems easier to approach. Ok I’m done talking about nonsense on a note of real importance to all the gorgeous artists out there drawing Bi-Han and Tomas fanart I absolutely love you. Y’all are giving me life and I would loved to be tagged if possible so I don’t miss anything. I will be waiting to enthusiastically reblog 💕

Also, yes I will write for Smonk, provided I ever finish the current requests I have but y’all writing for Liang is so hard right now. 😭 I feel like I do such a worse job writing for Liang than I do Bi-Han, I’m just a shit writer. Ugh.

Last but not least if anyone wants to send me questions about Hallvard and Tomas I would be incredibly happy. I haven’t really made a proper OC in 25 years and while I admit he’s a little basic I would love to flesh him out more.

Ok I’ll stop now, I need to go and get my posts shortened for my lip piercings, the swelling is totally gone now and they stick out like little antenna haha

#fic wip #sub zero x reader #bi han’s ikea adventure #master list #mortal kombat #bi han #tomas vrbada

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iero · 2 years

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I started following you a while back and the whole time I was wow there's smth weird about their tags but I just can't put my finger on it, why does their rambling in the tags seems so different from everyone elses and I finally realised its bc u might be the ONLY bitch on tumblr to capitalise correctly in the tags, like after each new sentence and names and places, also I'm p sure you use perfect punctuation.... so like.... r u ok?

Well, first of all, thank you for following me and thank you for reading my rambles anon!

Surprisingly, I get this a lot. And, to be honest? I don’t really do it on purpose. It’s more so a force of habit for me at this point and it has been for a while? And, now it’s like… No going back LMAO. I do it EVERYWHERE though, not just on here and through my tags. Even when I’m messaging people or texting, I still use proper grammar and punctuation (or at least try). Literally my mom sometimes asks me to go over her emails and her texts sometimes to people she wants to impress/important people because she knows I do that. But, yeah! Sorry if it bothers you or anything like that! Just something I do now I guess! :)

#answered #Anonymous #Also is anyone okay right now….?#I’m okay though! Thanks for asking! :)

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hexenmeisterer · 1 year

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getting to know your bl mutuals

rules: answer the questions and @ some people. include the tag ‘g2ky BL mutuals 2022’ on your post so we can find everyone’s answer.

I’ve been tagged by @smyx! (thanks!!) to be honest I am not what you would call uhh widely read in the genre. I’ve seen 4 Thai BL shows in my life and one of them was a grocery story advertisement. (do NOT get me wrong, I loved the grocery store advertisement. you can pry Ingredients from my cold dead hands.)

Yuri!!! on Ice and The Untamed I think are the other categorizable-as-BL shows I’ve dedicated my life to watched in their entirety. but we can just focus on the live-action shows with proper onscreen kissing here 🥲

what have been BLs that took you by surprise this year?

all three of them in different ways!! I did not expect to get broadly into Thai BL in the first place, but then the kinnporsche cast announced they would be doing a live show in the city I’d recently moved to and I was like "this is a sign from the gods that I need to buy a ticket + then watch the series in time to enjoy the boys live" and. oh boy. did I ever. literally everything about kinnporsche was a surprise to me lmao. what can I say, the gods were right

The Eclipse targeted me RIGHT in the second of my two weaknesses (which are, in order, BDSM and Fun Facts.* obviously kinnporsche got me in the first). it then gave me a third weakness, which is First Kanaphan’s smile.

and then Not Me targeted the latter two of my now-three weaknesses.

I think Not Me probably took me the most by surprise though, because I didn’t know really anything about it going in (I saw ONE Yok edit to boss bitch and I was like yeah ok I’m in), and it is stylistically and plot and content-wise so unique.

*by fun facts I don’t mean the facts are about fun things but that there are obvious trails of breadcrumbs left in the script that lead me as a google-happy viewer down wikipedia rabbit-holes learning stuff about politics, history, etc that I wouldn’t have otherwise had cause to learn. because everything I’ve taught myself I know for horny-about-boys-kissing reasons.

what have been BLs that you felt a bit disappointed with this year?

no disappointment here, all of them have been absolute bangers your honor.

I have vaguely started watching The Shipper and the setup is truly wild and I'm having fun, while also preparing myself for The Way It Ends + not sure if I’ll finish it.

what has been your favorite BL this year?

Not Me, holy FUCKING shit y’all. my brain chemistry is currently getting rewritten by this show :’)

favorite BL couples (not just of 2022)

VegasPete

...Yok.......................................

SeanWhite

AkkAyan

WinTops

what's your non-BL favorite this year?

does Our Flag Mean Death count....

no but my fave TV show with no boys kissing whatsoever in it was Reservation Dogs 😭😭😭

tagging @trashcanonfire @unsaidjatp @ghost--houses @baby-droll

#g2ky BL mutuals 2022 #oh right also I watched Given but it did not have a major impact on my life #tag game

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pikawarrior · 7 months

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Welp welcome back to my random rambles im just gonna talk bout alot of random stuff mainly my stories so here for go lets hope this is understandable

Story/maybe comic stuff

Turning of the orange | The Strawberry Patch - Old soon to be remade/written stop motion strawberry shortcake zombie movie me and my dad were making when i was in elementary schoolish. We unfortunately didnt make it that far since he had to leave often and for long times cuz work, but recently i found my old tablet with all the pics and my notes so rework time baby. Im about to use all my years of angst/horror writing to fuck these bitches up even more

The Butterfly Effect and It's Consequences | The Phoenix Effect -

The Butterfly Effect is my main rottmnt fanfic series. About my little rottmnt oc's (Ame) life and how the gang adopting them into the family changed everything mostly for the better but the bad things kinda got alot worse. Idk been focusing on the phoenix effect more

The Phoenix Effect is kinda an extension of that. Its basically the same thing but adds the cass apocalypse series into it. Basically how future Ame being there also changes things and how oopies mystics powers are hard to control after being half dead in stasis for about 12 years hope Ame does trys to leave to protect everyone from himself only to get kidnapped putting everyone in worse danger also oopies isnt that the super dangerous alien someone accidentally freed awhile ago

The Future Diary - So i watched The Hot Box's video on the anime future diary and well here we are

Another rottmnt oc thing. Ame obtains a diary from his future self being like "hey so the world is gonna end soon here's how i think you could possibly stop that. Pls dont do this all alone ur like 5" and ame decides to do it all by himself.

Got all eight chapters planned out already with two already at stage two (aka fully written out just needs to be edited and stuff). I just dont know how to use ao3 in this sense or how to tag stuff plus i got anxiety so its just sitting in my notes app

Video stuff cuz yes

Currently working on a few more special videos. On my channel ive technically reached 100 videos (i unlisted alot of old ones/never posted a bunch more so technically i reached that months ago but shhh let me have this) plus i got 135 subs now so celebrations are in order. Idk what to say bout this, am making a video using the ok ko ending song idk the name, one is a fake collab a friend made and another is an original meme a youtube mutual/friend by association made. Plus like so mant mini things for my ocs, Dimension and Watcher are gonna get so much development and cute couple moments.

Also everyone else is gonna go through so much trauma my gods its gonna amazing.

Also ive been trying to like voice things, audio quality sucks cuz im working off of my tablet but like ive voice a few of my own videos (only one posted) and like its so fun i wish i had proper stuff to do this so i can do it more

Other art stuff

I got a toyhou.se (its EnviousDeath), pls enjoy these characters and stuff

Im trying to make my art more mess and chaotic while staying clean? If that makes any sense. Still a lover of doing gacha stuff but am trying to branch out more.

Also btw how do people just idk do social stuff like trade characters, comment, and just aaaa idk what am doing i forgot how to do social stuff and also i never understood how to do this type without being awkward as hell

Character stuff

Watcher - *slaps religious trauma onto them* bitch gets sacrificed. Okay okay so Watcher, wasnt always Watcher. Before they used to be Ena a simple kid who was sent away for reasons i havent thought of yet to a church. Blah blah corruption, Watcher gets sacrificed for not falling in line blah blah they were saved and given a second chance.

Dimension - *slaps alot of anxiety and identity issues onto her* bitch got issues. Same as Watcher, Dimension wasnt always Dimension. Before she was Ellie a poor girl hated by her whole town because of the lies their mother spread about them and their father who had left years ago. She only had one friend, Watcher. Somehow they managed to make contact with each other despite being in different universes. Eventually Dimension snapped and went on a killing spree, slowly ripping apart her world in the process because this wasnt supposed to happen (think spiderverse canon events but different ill explain later) with her world crumbling around her, Dimension messages Ena one last time, not knowing Ena was already long gone, and accepts what they assume to be death only to fall into whats basically the anti void from utmv, gets corrupted and became a villain technically more of a multiversal criminal.

(For time and length reasons im cutting this segment short)

Multiverse stuff

OKAY TIME FOR WORLD BUILDING

How does what happened to Dimension's universe work? The way i explained it is like spiderverse canon events but different, but heres the details. Idk how to explain this but bare with me

Imagine each universe as a game in a folder on a computer. Each game has different code, story, art assets basically all are mostly different.

Most games are coded to have very specific story events and when something goes wrong everything breaks. Like take a spaghetti thing of code that shatters the moment you try to do something like trying to talk with an npc while having a status effect and thats how some of these worlds are like. And Dimension's was very much one of those worlds, and her breaking down like that shattered the code of their world and everything fell apart.

Im too tired to continue but my main multiverse is like one big computer own by a game creator who only sometimes knows how to make a stable game

Feel free to ask about any of what ive just ramblef about am always willing to ramble bout my stuff

#reaperspeaks

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guessillcallitart · 2 years

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Incorrect Quotes Tag

Thank you for tagging me @italiangothicwriteblr :)

Rain: I owe you one.

Tobias: That's ok. You can just date me and we'll call it even.

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Skai: Did Mike just tell me he loved me for the first time?

Cassie: Yeah, he did.

Skai: And did I just do finger guns back?

Cassie: Yeah, you did.

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Piper: So, are you two dating now?

Skai and Mike: Yes.

Piper: Why?

Mike: I happen to find Skai very appealing.

Piper: Yeah, I can understand that. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with Skai.

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Percy: Cassie is playing hard to get.

Percy: Little does she know, I'm a master at hard to get rid of.

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Hazel: I would never say that my partner is a bitch and I don't like them. That's not true... My partner is a bitch and I love her so much!

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Skai: Pros and cons of dating me.

Skai: Pros. You'll be the cute one.

Skai: Cons. Holy shit, where do I begin-

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Skai: If I'm extra sarcastic with you it means I'm flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can't handle your crap... Have fun figuring out which one.

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Mike: Ugh, crushes are so dumb.

Skai: I know. Whenever I'm near the person I like I just start acting stupid.

Mike: But you're always acting stupid?

Skai: ...

Skai: Yeah, don't think about that too hard.

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Skai: Relationships should be 50/50. Mike cooks us dinner while I sit on the counter looking pretty.

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Rosa: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.

Callie: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.

Rosa: I said within reason, Callie. How about I murder that guy?

Callie: So murder is within reason but proper self care isn't?

Rosa: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

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Skai: How much did you spend on this date?

Mike: 1400 euros. But all of it is on credit cards, so it's like 5 euros a month for the next 2,000 years.

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Skai: Mike is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?

Rosa: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.

Percy: Tackle him!

Callie: Dump him.

Sadie: Kick him in the shin!

Mike: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!!

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Tobias: So... I've seen you've been spending a lot of time with Lise recently.

Michael: No, Tobias, it's not what it looks like, I swear.

Tobias: Oh really? So no reason for me to be jealous?

Michael: No! You're the only one for me.

Tobias: Is that so?

Michael: I promise! Lise and I are just dating, okay? She's my girlfriend.

Tobias: So there are no best-friend-feelings involved?

Michael: You are still my one and only best friend! She's just the love of my life, nothing more!

Tobias: But I'm still the platonic love of your life, right?

Michael: Of course, bro!

Tobias: Bro...

Lise: What the-

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Mike: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box.

Lise: Did Skai say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'?

Mike: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL-

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Percy: It's pretty cold outside... wanna hold hands? We should stay close.

Cassie, blushing: Okay.

Hestia: It's fucking summer.

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Mike: I think I just figured something out. I got to go.

Lise: Aren't you forgetting something?

Mike: Uuh... *hesitantly kisses Lise's forehead before running out*

Lise: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

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Callie: Why don't you go talk to them?

Cassie, sarcastically: Oh. Yeah, sure.

Callie: What? So you go tell him he's cute, what's the worst that could happen?

Cassie: He could hear me.

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Mike: Did it hurt when you fell-

Skai: From heaven? Wow, I didn't think you were such a flirt-

Mike: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs.

Skai: ...

Mike: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

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Mike: Fine! Judge all you want but...

Mike, points at Luke: Married a lesbian.

Mike, points at Piper: Left a man at the altar.

Mike, points at Rain: Fell in love with a gay ice dancer.

Mike, points at Tobias: Threw a girl's wooden leg in a fire.

Mike, points at Nicholas: Lives in a box!

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Callie: I think I'm falling for you.

Rosa: Then get up.

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Luna: Do you want to know your gay name?

Hazel: My... my gay name?

Luna: Yeah, it's your first name-

Hazel: Haha. Very funny, Luna-

Luna: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.

Hazel: Oh- oh my God.

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Mike: I asked Skai out.

Piper: Oh, I'm sorry.

Mike: Why?

Piper: Well, I assume she said no.

Mike: No, she said yes.

Piper: Really? Then I'm sorry for her.

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Skai: Two years ago, I married my best friend.

Skai: Mike is still mad about it, but me and Ellie were drunk and thought it was funny.

I'm tagging anyone who would like to do this :)

#incorrect quotes #tag game #original story #original character #victorianshannon #fantasy #fiction #original characters #wattpadstories #ocs #wattpad #writerblr

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noxtivagus · 2 years

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DYING INSIDE I THOUGHT THERE WAS A SPIDER ON THE FLOOR BUT IT WAS JUST HAIR 😭💀

#🌙.rambles #... this was very stupid of me #can u blame me tho omg endwalker early access is tomorrow n the anticipation and anxiety and stressers from irl are driving me crazy #[ cw i'm gna rant a bit in the following tags ]#i want more friends 😔 like not JUST acquaintances or moots or wtvr i want to like chat together n get to know each other on a deeper level #the pandemic robbed my generation of so much things 😭 having hs in odl... T-T #+ i'm so socially starved now but damn anxiety's a bitch. and oh man i'm oversharing again #dude ngl i'm so brutally overwhelmed by my emotions rn 😭 AJKLSDF SORRY I RAMBLE SO MUCH TO MYSELF LIKE THIS 💀#srs tho i'm like so weak for social interaction i always have this biggest smile whenever ppl send stuff in my ask box #and interactions in ffxiv always get me giddy #i'm no attention seeker tho. it's just that i've barely had any proper social interaction for quite a while now T-T #ok i'll shut up now >< i apologize greatly to anyone who reads this my emotions are like overflooding rn </3 #have a good day <333 i love you /p <333 #edit: i see astria laughing from the opposite end of the room...#i swear tho the hair srsly spooked me but ngl i did keep like. a super straight face as i stared at the bundle of hair for a straight...#7 seconds !?! it's even more amusing bcs it was even me who piled all those hair there

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khalixascorner · 2 years

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Soft as Iron Pt 1

Summary: Tony is known as the hardest, meanest mafia don on the eastern coast. However when he rescues Peter from human traffickers while taking down some rivals, he finds himself becoming soft just for the boy. Based on @dumb-bitch-starker mafia boss Tony being so soft for his baby boy post here and @monster-cock69 Peter falls asleep on Tony's lap while Tony fucks him. (That stuff is in later chapters.)

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Tags: Mafia AU Mob Boss Tony Stark Italian Tony Stark Alternate Universe - No Powers, Mob Typical Violence Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, in the past Not with Tony Kidnapped Peter Parker Orphan Peter Parker, Protective Tony Stark, Tony rescues him, Soft Tony Stark Peter Parker Has Panic Attacks

Tony hadn’t been expecting much when he cleared out the traffickers trying to encroach on his space. They were sloppy at best and had drawn unwanted attention to all of the bosses in the area as they kidnapped people that would actually be missed. It was practically a public service to remove them.

“Hey boss, we got a problem,” Happy said, coming up beside him.

“I thought we just took care of the problem, Hap,” Tony retorted.

“Well, yeah, but they had merchandise, boss, and one of them isn’t letting anyone near him without panicking.”

“Alright, not sure what I’ll be able to do but lead on,” Tony said, gesturing lazily.

Tony followed Happy through the warehouse until they came to a series of rooms. Most of them had been emptied and arrangements were being made to get the victims home to their families.

In the corner of one room though, sat a boy who was refusing to get up and go with Tony's men.

"Please, please don't. No more," the boy kept saying as he cried, arms wrapped tightly around his legs as he made himself as small as possible.

"Alright guys, get back," Tony said as he stepped into the room. "Let me take care of this."

Tony walked over to the kid and crouched in front of him.

"Hey kid, can you look at me," Tony asked, his voice as soft as he could make it. "I'm not going to hurt you, promise. My guys are just trying to help." He waited patiently as sniffles slowed and big brown eyes looked into his. "Hey, there we go. Good job, kid. Now, just a few quick questions, ok?"

The boy nodded slowly, and Tony moved over to sit next to the boy, unable to keep squatting comfortably. His suit was going to need a proper dry cleaning but that was ok. He's dirtied them for far less good reasons than helping a kid out.

"Alright, let's start with your name. Do you mind telling me that?" Tony asked.

"Peter, sir. Peter Parker," the boy, Peter, said around sniffles.

"Nice to meet you, Peter. I'm Tony Stark." Peter gasped when Tony introduced himself, and the man nodded. "Yeah, that Tony Stark. It's ok though. You have my word neither I nor my men will hurt you. And I always keep my word."

Peter nodded, and Tony was glad he had built his reputation the way that he had. He didn't hurt children or innocents, and he kept his word. Everyone knew that.

"You don't seem to want to get out of here. Can you tell me why?" Tony asked, doing his best to appear casual. The boy looked like he'd spook if Tony so much as raised his voice.

"Please don't make me go back there, sir, please," the kid whispered.

"Go back where, kid?"

"To the group home."

Peter managed to shrink even further into himself as he answered and Tony couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"You're an orphan then, kid?"

"Yes, sir."

"They handed you over, didn't they?" It wouldn't be the first time Tony had heard of it happening. Teenage boys were known for being trouble and running away from group homes even when they were run well. Given the shitty system in place, it would be so easy to hide kidnappings among the missing children.

Peter nodded and flinched when Tony lifted his hand to touch the boy's face.

"Abused you too, didn't they." It was less a question and more a confirmation. Still, Peter nodded and tears welled up in the boy's eyes. Tony felt his chest twinge, even as a flash of rage ran through him. His own father had been an abusive asshole which was why Tony was so strict about the actions of his men and what he would tolerate in his territories.

Peter shrunk back from the look in his face, and Tony quickly smoothed it over.

"Hey hey, none of that, kid. I gave you my word, you won't be hurt," Tony reassured him. "I'm just not happy to hear about this sort of stuff going on right under my nose. I don't tolerate traffickers or child abusers, you know."

"I know, sir," Peter whispered. "I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it," Tony said. "So I know you don't want to go back, and frankly, the system is shit. How about you come stay with me instead?"

"For how long, sir?" Peter asked, and though Tony would never admit it, it broke his heart a bit that the kid would assume he wouldn't be kept. Likely a result of his time in foster care. It always bothered him when kids were mistreated but this one was really getting to him.

"For as long as you want to stay, kid," Tony replied firmly. 'I've got plenty of rooms, and we can see about getting you back into school if you want. Or we can home school you too," Tony quickly added when Peter paled at the mention of school. "Come on, Pete, come with me."

Tony stood slowly and offered Peter his hand.

The boy stared, trembling and likely terrified, but he still reached out and took Tony's hand.

"Thank you, sir, I'd like that.”

The first few weeks were really hard. Tony had JARVIS run a background check and it was so much worse than he could have thought. The boy had lost his parents young, only to be taken in by his aunt and uncle. However he’d lost those caretakers not even two years ago now, and had bounced from foster home to foster home. Sometimes, there were notes about the reason for removal, but most often, the families had said he just didn’t fit. Too quiet, kept to himself, wasn’t willing to be part of the group. Nevermind that the kid had been grieving and probably traumatized because he’d been in the car with them when the crash killed both his aunt and uncle.

All of that, coupled with the nearly being sold into sexual slavery, had left Peter incredibly fragile. Raised voices, too fast movements, or even just the implication that he had done something wrong would send the boy spiraling.

So Tony handled him with kid gloves. Orders were given for no one to discuss business around the kid, and any arguing was to be done away from him. If they had an issue with the kid, it was brought to Tony to handle. Tony himself spoke softly and offered his presence, never moving to touch the boy unless he was helping calm a panic attack or Peter approached him first.

Things finally seemed to be finding a rhythm though, which meant of course something had to ruin it.

Peter had been eating lunch with him in the office when Happy knocked on the door.

“Boss, I’m sorry to interrupt but Hammer is here and he’s refusing to schedule an appointment or come back later,” Happy said, the man’s tone clearly apologetic but also frustrated.

“What’s so important you haven’t just kicked him to the curb, Hap?” Tony asked, not impressed with Hammer’s actions at all. Then again, he was never impressed with the idiot.

“He won’t say, boss, just keeps demanding to see you and saying it’s important,” Happy replied. “I still would have kicked him out but he brought a whole crew and they’re packing. Didn’t want to cause a commotion.”

Happy’s eyes go to Peter for just a second, and Tony realized what was holding Happy back. Even though Happy and the others could easily take down Hammer’s men, there were enough that it would be loud and probably scare Peter.

“Don’t worry about it, Hap, you did the right thing,” Tony said. “I’ll take care of it. In the meantime, can you take Peter to the lounge?”

Happy stiffened visibly for a moment, then forced himself to relax and nod. Tony had codenamed the safe room the lounge. It was soundproof and once you were in, it could only be opened from the inside unless you had the override code. It was also tastefully decorated and comfortable enough that it wouldn’t feel like a safe room to the boy.

“Sure thing, boss. I’ll take Peter there then let Hammer know you’ll see him,” Happy said, heading towards Peter.

“No need, I can show myself in,” Hammer said as he pushed into the room. Two of Tony’s enforcers were nearby looking distinctly unhappy. “So sorry to interrupt your lunch, but I’m sure your pet slut can wait for your dick for once, Tony.”

Happy paled as Peter shrunk back at the loud man’s entrance and then flinched at the vulgar words thrown at him. Tony would have laughed at his poor guard if he wasn’t so pissed at Hammer.

“You should have waited for an invitation, Hammer. And you definitely shouldn’t have insulted the kid,” Tony said, voice deadly soft. “I don’t appreciate this sort of behavior in my house.”

“Oh, please, like you ever care about your whores’ feelings,” Hammer retorted. “This one isn’t even that pretty. And once you hear what I have to say, you’ll understand why it couldn’t wait.”

Tony’s blood boiled as he saw the tears welling in Peter’s eyes.

“Hap, get Peter out of here while I have a discussion with our guest on the appropriate way to behave when visiting my home,” Tony said. Peter was shaking and crying as Happy led him out, and Tony had to take multiple deep breaths to give them time to get far enough away before he took his pound of flesh from Hammer.

“Now, Tony, come on, business before pleasure,” Hammer said, arms wide and a sleazy grin on his face. “I have a proposition from the Russian family itself to establish their brothels.”

“We’ve been over this before,” Tony said, stepping over to his desk and pulling on a pair of brass knuckles discreetly. “I don’t deal in people and especially not human traffickers that target kids. The only people selling sex on my streets are adults who can consent.”

“Oh, come on, Tony, why are you still hung up on that?” Hammer asked, his arms moving wildly. “Think of the money we could make if we got ahead of this, on the ground level and such.”

“The only ground level you’re going to be getting in on is a grave if you come in here disrespecting what’s mine,” Tony said, his voice calm but deadly as he stepped closer to Hammer.

Before the other man could open his mouth again, Tony’s right fist whipped out, hitting Hammer across the cheek. Hammer fell to the ground and Tony climbed on top of him, laying into the man’s chest and face. The only sound in the room was the thudding of flesh and Hammer’s garbled cries. Finally, even the cries tapered off into strangled wet gasps.

“Now, I’m only going to say this once,” Tony said, pulling Hammer’s head up by his hair. “Are you listening?”

Hammer frantically tried to nod, his eyes wide with fear.

“No one touches my boy. Peter Parker is off limits, no one touches him, no one scares him, no one makes him cry or flinch. Spread the word.”

Tony let Hammer fall back to the floor then stood, slipping the knuckles off and scoffing at the pathetic man moaning on the floor. Sadly, he would live, but hopefully, the cretin would learn not to question Tony after a few broken ribs and a busted face.

“Oh, and Hammer? I don’t deal in people. Don’t ever bring it up again.”

It had taken Tony hours to get Pete calmed down after that, but it had been worth it because after that day, allies and enemies alike knew that Peter Parker was off limits, and if you so much as made him cry, you’t regret it very quickly.

#starker #khalixa writes #sim!tony #tony stark #peter parker #tony stark/peter parker #nff #mafia au #Italian Mafia Au #No powers au

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noritoshiikamo · 3 years

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nii-chan series! gojo satoru x fem!reader tw dark content, non-con, gojo-nii being manipulative, pseudocest, penetrative sex, female receiving oral, virgin reader, spitting in the end

tagging: @booksweet @fushigurocockslut @lazy10ieiri @sassyeahhhh @cotton-curse @miss-ryomen @duskamethyst @haikyutiehoe @ninefuckingoneone - ok truth be told idk if yall okay or not with this kind of content if you see your name is missing its bcs im scared to tag everyone jwbekrf and im literally running on coffee and no sleep so just take it kjhrfkhjrkbr and its series bcs lmao i wanna make geto next

- niichan series! gojo satoru

everyone always say satoru is just going to abandon you, he's a child trapped in an adult body, he couldn't take care of you.

but you know your older brother well better than everyone else. you know who to run to when you had a bad day in school, the one who's willing to run to store late night to get you last minute art supply, to cook and to cloth you; satoru has been nothing but a good brother, despite being related nothing by the paper signed by him.

he made sure to sent you to proper college, had proper apartment (which he always crashes by) and a credit card with his name embossed on for you to spend. all under one condition, you need to listen to every single word he said. and that's all you did.

when toru-nii said "you need straight As," you'll bent your back backward, staying up and scoring your exam and got yourself into university of tokyo. satoru got the bragging rights to your smart brain. and when toru-nii said, "no changing your hair style and dyeing your hair," you took it to heart when you keep your boring old style while you watched your friends switched colours every month only for you to say no when they offered too. "nii-chan might get angry," you said sheepishly as you offered to help with theirs instead.

but when toru-ni said, "no boyfriend until i said so," it was kinda hard for you to oblige when you've been eyeing this boy in your class for so long. it was hard to ignore his pretty blue eyes and spiky black hair, he has the mysterious charm to him but every time he smiled at you you felt tingles all over you. he walked his two dogs around your neighborhood and made sure to call you when he passed by so you could pet his two huskies.

the first time toru-nii caught you with him, he let it off. you knew him well, he'll sulk and throw his bitch fit but still crawl into your bed at night to apologize, pulling you in his arms before gently kissing your forehead. "he's a friend, toru-nii. i promise," you were honest about that as you nuzzled into his neck, his arms tight around you.

so you sneaked around. making out in the university's library before your last class of the day, the sneaky "my brother's away on business trip" so he could stay in the weekend. you haven't done anything yet, you toyed around, feeling him in your mouth, he went down on you, but you never get enough time to move into more serious thing.

you touched yourself to the mental image of him but always toru-nii will end up creeping in your mind. what annoys you wasn't his stupid face replacing your sweet crush, it was the fact that it only fueled you harder as you circled your clit harder, imagining his rough palm on your tits as you bit down on your lips as your orgasm approached. you got all warm up harder around toru-nii now, he seems to catch that. his hand lingers on your waist more, his kisses got closer to your lips and he spend more nights in your bed longer than his own.

"i'll cook dinner tonight, don't be late."

his voice startled you from what you were doing in the bathroom. you snapped out of your mind, mentally beating yourself as you threw toru-nii's shirt across the room that you've been holding under your nose. you pushed your hair away from your face, focusing on getting ready. reaching for your cologne only to notice his own sitting uncapped. it couldn't be so wrong, he has a lot of perfume laying around as you spritzed a couple along your neck and clothes. toru-nii smells so attractive, you like the way the scent lingered on you.

"i have one class only, i won't be late," you grabbed your stuff and ran pass him. you backtracked, stealing the toast from his hand before running out. satoru stood there, completely mesmerized. was that my cologne she's wearing?

you spend your day with the boy you liked, he recognized your cologne as something so different but he likes it. you stayed back, completely forgot your promise to toru-nii as you hung out at the nearby coffee place. it was until he offered to walk you home when you realised you were late. "shit, shit, shit, he's going to be so angry," you panicked as you shove everything in your bag.

the black haired boy chuckled nervously, "why? you don't have another boyfriend waiting for you is it?" he followed you around, insisting to walk you home. "you don't understand, toru-" you startled, glued to the ground as you stood feet away from toru-nii. you could already see the disappointed look on his face, but it worsened when you felt the boy's hand on your waist.

"should i walk you home?" he asked and you shook your head, eyes glued to your big brother. you could heart your heart beating rapidly against your chest. you've only seen toru-nii angry once and it was years ago. toru-nii is mean when he's mad. "m-my brother's here," you shrugged off his hand and smiled nervously, "i have to go." you rushed towards your big brother, ignoring his sharp glance as you rushed immediately to his car.

satoru doesn't understand what you see in this boy. he knows the kind of boy he is, what he wants with his little sister is nothing but what's underneath your clothes. with his hands shoved in his pocket, glasses sat low on the bridge of his nose, he shot the boy a smile before walking away. not before giving him a warning to stay away from you. "he's just a friend," you repeated that sentence a million time but toru-nii no longer believes in that. you could see his jaws tensing as his feet pressed harder on the pedal. he's ignoring you again.

you sunk into your seat, eyes glancing out. you felt his hand resting on yours, lacing it together before bringing it up to his nose. his cologne is gone. he let go of your hand and focused on driving as silence overwhelmed you. like a little kid, you followed him up to your apartment when you arrived. toru-nii had never been this angry before.

"get in," he muttered, unlocking the door. you glanced at him, not wanting to anger him more as you stomped your feet inside. tossing your shoes aside, hanging your coat, it didn't take long for you to be pushed against the wall. he pinned you against the wall, hands around you neck with another beside your head.

"all you have to do is listen to what i say. have i not done enough for you?"

"nii-chan," you whined as his grip tightened.

"i raised you, supported you and all i asked is just a small favour. prancing around with boys like that like a little slut, are you even a virgin?" he hissed as he unbuttoned your jeans. "i am!" you cried, fingers dug in his forearm as his fingers caught your clit. he found it amusing the way your body tensed up as his fingers slowly moved against your bundle of nerve. but then realization dawned on him; you've done this before. "he touched you, didn't he?" he asked, too calmly for your liking. you shook your head, denying it but it was clear in your eyes. his hand around your throat tightened.

"don't lie to me, y/n," he muttered, face so close to yours, you could feel his heavy breathing.

"we didn't do anything, we didn't fuck, i'm a grown woman, you can't police me on whether i can touch myself or not."

he scoffed, "so you touched yourself to him huh?"

"it's none of your business!" you hissed, slamming your fist on his chest. pulling his hand out, he dragged you by the neck before tossing you on the bed. you coughed as you struggled to catch a breath, but toru-nii didn't have time to wait. "as long as you're under my roof, living off my money, it's my goddamn business, y/n-chan," he gave a mirthless laugh as he pulled you by your ankle. grabbing you by the neck, he pulled you closer, "did you think about him when you touched yourself?" he whispered, eyes nothing but delirious and anger.

you shook your head, tears spilling on the corner, "i promise, it's not him, okay, it's you, it's you i promise i think about you." his eyes softened a little as you reassured him. tossing you back on the bed, he climbed on you, his eyes lingered before he leaned forward, his lips brushed so gently against your lips. you both know it's wrong, but why does it felt so good? his kiss came off needier than you as your fingers intertwined.

your clothes came off so easily and it felt odd as toru-nii's eyes lingered all over your bare body. he won't let your arms over your bare chest, your hands pinned above your head. he wanted to see all of you. his own clothes came off next and it was just like you imagined. you couldn't help but to press your thighs together when his cock sprung out. running the tip over your glistening slit, before slowly pumping himself, enjoying the way your hole spasming over a single touch is throwing him off the edge.

"nii-chan," a soft fuck escaped his lips with the way you're mewling for him. snaking hand underneath your thigh, he pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. "did he touch you?" he asked as he traced his cock along your slit. he loved the way your moan escaped your lips every time the tip caught on your clit. he could feel your legs trembling.

"n-no, he touched my clit that's all."

"tsk, tsk, he should've known better to not touch what's mine," satoru voiced his dissatisfaction as his thumb replaced his cock. you sounded so pretty, eyes rolled back as he kept a steady pace on your clit. your droopy eyes, your hand around his wrist as he edged you so easily to your orgasm. "toru," you whined, heels buried into the bed as you struggled to squirm away. he wasn't stopping, he wanted to cleanse you of other men's touch. your body belonged to him, he's going to make sure you know it tonight.

you were delirious, back arching as your stomach tightened, mix of moans and his name repeated on your tongue as he felt the throbbing of your clit, you came. he didn't stop, until you begged him too, not used to being overly stimulated. but toru-nii could change that. he slipped two fingers in, satisfied with the tightness of your cunt clenching on his fingers. the white remains of your orgasm drooled out with every pump of his fingers.

"so tight, baby, don't worry, nii-chan is gonna make you nice and loose," he cooed gently, pressing his lips against your thigh, "i don't want to hurt you." his breath felt warm against your loins, one sly lick of his tongue on your clit send you jumping. "toruu! w-wait, no,no-" you whined, but he paid your pleas no attention as his lips suckled gently on your sensitive clit. you never felt like this before, it all felt so new to you. you never went for second after you're done, and toru-nii hasn't even put himself in. your loud pleas and moans echoed the room as he pinned you down, tongue tracing and prodding.

"you'll come again, i want to taste you so badly," he cooed, lapping faster on your clit. the fingers and tongue switched when he felt your jerking legs, he wants to feel your sweetness on his tongue as you came. your hand half kneaded, half pushing his head away. you felt like you could break when his tongue fucked you faster.

"nii-chan, please please, i can't, too much too much," you begged, his speed didn't decrease or faltered at all. your grip to the sheet where whitening as satoru managed to coaxed out your second orgasm. your face warmed up from the loud lewd slurping of your big brother.

"fuck, you tasted so sweet," he made sure you'll see as he licked his fingers full of you clean before hovering over you, "you see, this is why you don't go around prancing with other boys. they'll only hurt you."

his lips traced kisses all over your belly and breasts. he kissed your collarbone and neck before tracing his tongue along the column of your neck, "nii-chan can't let that happen, i can't let them hurt my little sister," you gasped as you felt his tip prodded your clenching hole. he held you down firmer, shushing as his lips moved from your jaw to your burning ear. "niisan will make you feel so good you only need me in your life okay? remember when you promised me forever?" he kissed the shell of your ear, "well i'm claiming it tonight." his hand clasped over your lips as his cock split your virgin cunt apart.

your screams muffled, eyes so glossy from the pain and pleasure with your toes curling into the sheet. satoru hushed you repeatedly, caressing your side gently as he promised it'll be alright. other men would've ravished you immediately after knowing you're virgin, but not your brother. he didn't move immediately, focusing on letting your cunt swallowing him whole. he felt a little resistance from your cervix, annoyed that he couldn't fit in you whole. he sat on his knees, your hips hoisted up onto his thigh.

"toruu," you cried, "s'full." you're right, he could see the prodding of his tips on your lower belly and he's obsessed with the way it look.

he wants to be in you forever. his thumb gently circled your clit, relax rolled off his tongue repetitively. you were clenching so hard around his length, he didn't want to have to fuck you hard, toru-nii didn't want to hurt you. his hand on your thigh, gently caressing it left a trail of burning along your skin. "m-more, please," you whimpered meekly, your hands curled against your chest.

he loves the way you got all choked up when he first moved. every thrust punching air out of your chest he had to remind you to breath. he was getting as delirious as you with your cunt swallowing his cock so good. his hands tightened around your waist, you could feel the bruises forming but you couldn't give a fuck. you just want him to keep going and going.

"niisan! s'good, more," you could barely string up words, something he found so cute. "so dumb for your big brother's cock, huh?" his hand moved to grab one your tits, roughly squeezing it as he picked up his speed. he could take more time with you later, you're his after all. satoru just wanted to fill your cunt with his seeds and watched your cunt struggled to keep it all in. all these idea of breeding you had his cock twitching. he pressed his hand on your throat, focusing your dreamy eyes on him.

"you're so good to me," he pressed a kiss on your trembling lips, "so so so good, what do i do with good imouto like you?" his thumb slipped into your mouth. a quiet fuck escaped his lips as you sucked on the thumb slowly. "god, you're so perfect, you'll let me fill you up so good right?" you nodded eagerly, releasing his thumb with a pop.

"please fill me up, niisan, please, please."

how could satoru say to to that pretty pleading face?

he focused on his thrust, it was getting sloppier now. your arousal leaked out with every thrust, pooling underneath the bed with strings connecting his pelvic to yours. your legs draped over his, his hands holding on to your thighs to steady himself. he's so close, he's about to cum. he rolled his eyes back to the sound of your desperate whine telling him you're about to cum and the loud echo of the clapping of your skin together. satoru was about to be overstimulated as you. but it will all be worthy.

like a responsible big brother, he made you cum first. milking out your third orgasm, you were almost gone, drowsy from pleasure. your cunt were spasming around him but he wanted you wide awake. he wanted you to see how he filled you up. it was as if your body was trained to relax when his fingers wrapped around your neck. "nii-chan is so close, i'm going to fill you up good okay, baby?" you gasped as the hand tightened.

like a good little sister, you begged. tongue lolling out, drools all over your chin and cheeks kind of beg. niisan, fill me up, please you make me feel so good, no one makes me feel better than you, toruu-niii, please cum in me.

it didn't take satoru long before his own body tensed up, his speed faltered as loud cuss escaped his lips. ropes after ropes of his thick warmth spurted all over your wall. you thought his cock on you felt good, but the spasming of his cock as he filled you up felt even better. your big brother looks so good undone, chest glistened in sweat as he heaved, his white hair sticking to his forehead with only the white of his eyes visible.

it took him awhile to come to his senses, cock still buried in you as he leaned forward to kiss you on your forehead, "such a good girl for me. you're ruined, no other boys will want you anymore. you're only good for your big brother, understand?" his fingers underneath your chin. you nodded. he cupped your jaws, prying it opened and you watched excitingly as spit dripped down from his mouth on your tongue. you swallowed like a good girl he praised you to be.

"nii-chan loves you so much okay? you don't need any other boys, nii-chan is here for your forever."

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omg-im-such-a-masochist · 3 years

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WHY SO CYNICAL?

Prompt: Requested, by a lovely nonny 😘

Word Count: Long-Ish

Pairings: Tommaso Ciampa x Reader

Warnings: +18, smut, rough sex, dirty talk, jealousy

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Tommaso Ciampa, now this was a name that could easily trigger both the best, and the worst elements of me. Best because he could make me turn into mush, and worst because he’s the only human that can push my buttons like no one else.

When I first started working in NXT I would have sworn that I was sure we would never get along, but it was actually quite the opposite, we got along almost instantly and it was weird the amount of things we had in common. We became good friends, and yes, that was it. Would I like for it to be different? Yes. Will it be different? No. Simple as that.

Thatcher was also a good friend of mine. We knew each other longer than Tommaso and I did, and our friendship was a lot more intimate.

Ever since we met, he always flirted with me. He never really meant it, it was all in a teasing way. But it was on a daily basis, and Thatcher is kinda known for not toning it down, so his “flirting” can get quite...exposing? Well, what I’m trying to say is that it gets explicit...sometimes too explicit.

“Could you stop talking about her like that in front of me” Tommaso growled, to which Thatcher scoffed

“And since when are you the boss of me, blue eyes?”

“I mean it! Fucking stop.talking.about.her.like.that!” He grunted and left

“And what the fuck is his problem?” He asked me with a frown

“I don’t know, Thatchy...I’ll talk to him” I stated and stood up to go after Tommaso

I had to ran around the whole goddamn arena because he was so fast, I couldn’t get ahold of him

“Tommaso!” I called and ran to him, and when he was at the door that lead to the parking lot, he looked over his shoulder at me, huffed and and walked outside

*What the fuck?* I thought to myself and followed him out

“Tommaso, slow down!” I ran and pulled him by his arm. “What’s wrong?”

“It really doesn’t bother you, does it?” He squinted his eyes in hatred “The things he says, the way he says it. You don’t give a fuck!”

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I asked in disbelief

“It really doesn’t make sense to me how can you be so cool with it. Like, the guy says the most absurd things to you and you don’t even blink!” He spat

“Hold up- Thatcher and I are friends and how we decide to express our friendship does not concern you”

Tommaso closed the distance between us “It does concern me when it’s done in front of my face!”

“Why do you even care?”

“How would you react if I did the same to you? If I told you all the time how delicious you look in leggings or how your thighs call for me so bad that I wish to bury myself in between them?” He mentioned the things Thatcher commented on earlier today

“I wouldn’t care!” I honestly responded

“Ok...and how would you react if you saw me doing that with one of the other girls?”

“I wouldn’t care” I tried to hide my discomfort from him, but of course he noticed right away

“Wouldn’t you? Really?” He came closer with a smirk

“No”

“Something in your voice tells me otherwise” Tommaso caressed my inner wrist with a smile “I think you’d be very bothered by it, actually” And suddenly his hand went from my wrist to the nape of my neck “I honestly think that if that happened, you wouldn’t be able to take that cute little pout off your face” Leaning down, he stopped dangerously close to my lips “Something tells me, that you wouldn’t like that at all, would you, Y/N?”

“Why do you care?” I grunted

While chuckling he answered “Because”

“You’re so ridiculous, Ciampa”

“Oh, it’s Ciampa now, huh?” His hand slid from the nape of neck to my ass “So you’re THAT mad?” He pulled me closer to him until our bodies touched “Why would you be so mad if you don’t care about poor old Tommy here?”

“Let me go, you’re starting to annoy me”

“But you’re not annoyed with Thatcher, are you?”

“Why are you picking on Thatchy all of a sudden?”

“Because Thatchy” He said, with a bitter mocking tone “Is starting to get too close to what’s mine”

“I hope you’re not implying that ‘what’s yours’ is me”

“Funny...Last week you got your panties in a twist because you heard some girl in the club talking about how she wanted to come back to the hotel with me for the night” He narrowed his eyes “So tell me, Y/N. Why is it ok when you do it, but it isn’t when I do it?”

“It’s not about that-”

“So what is it about?” He squeezed my ass with his hands “If it’s not about us being attracted to each other and hating when other people go around lurking around what we want” He leaned down to whisper in my ear “You want me, don’t you, Y/N?”

I moaned softly at his low voice, warmth and scent being so close to me

“Tom-“

“No no no, shhhh” He nibbled my ear “Don’t fight it” He hugged me closer

“Fuck” I moaned

“Say it, Y/N. I wanna hear you say it”

“Yes, I want you” I pulled him closer to me by the waistband of his jeans “I’ve always wanted you! Happy now?”

“Very much” He chuckled and picked me up in his arms. Pinning me against one of the back walls of the parking lot

His kiss was urgent, as if he had waited an eternity to do so. His lips soon connected to my neck, my very sweet spot, which instantly made me moan like a bitch in heat.

“Your moans drive me crazy” He pressed his hard bulge against my crotch

“Tom...please”

When he looked up at me, his pupils were so dilated that it made his eyes almost appear black “Again” He growled

“Tom, please-”

Soon after, I felt his hands on the crotch of my leggings. He took the fabric in his hands and ripped it open along with my panties

“Are you fucking insane?” I gasped in shock “How am I supposed to go back-” The words died on my mouth the minute his swollen tip slid in me

“Jesus fuck” He grunted, while biting the meeting point between my shoulder and neck in order to muffle his moans

“Shit, you’re so..” My eyes rolled to the back of my head in pleasure

Tommaso thrusted in and out - slowly at first, stretching my walls to his (very) incredible length.

“Fucking you is so much better than I expected” He stated, while pulling my bottom lip between his teeth

“You’re so much bigger than I expected” I moaned

His boyish chuckle was the reminder of why I wanted this with him. This moment, this intimacy. Yes, we are in a public parking lot and this is the furthest away from a romantic scenario as possible, but it was him. It was WITH him. It was what I’ve always wanted and almost as if he could read my mind, he said

“I promise you next time it will be on a proper bed, covered with red rose petals and lots of champagne” Tommaso kissed me so softly, that it was almost an ironic joke compared to his quick thrusts

“Is Tommy a soft boy?” I giggled

“For you? I’m a fucking simp” He smiled widely while his thumb met my clit

“Does this mean that we’ll become roommates?” I caressed his neck and pressed our foreheads together

“You’re stuck with me now, cupcake” He pecked my lips “Deal with it‘ He cackled

Feeling his body pressed against mine, his arms squeezing me tight and his cock fucking me so good was more than enough to make me cum

“Tom”

“I’m right behind you, baby” He whispered against my lips

My orgasm exploded around him and my vision became blurred. For one minute I could only hear the frantic pace of my heartbeat in my ears.

Tommaso quickly pulled out and shot his load against the concrete wall with a grunt.

“Nice aim” I joked

“Not bad, huh?” He laughed while kissing me

“Wanna go back to the hotel?”

“Oh, you’re that eager?”

“Fuck yes! And I don’t want anyone but me seeing that beautiful ass of yours”

“How do you know my ass is beautiful?” I asked defiantly

“I peeked through your locker room peephole”

"Tommaso!" I gasped and slapped his shoulder

And of course his only response was to laugh

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