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frecklenog · 6 months

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finally watching house of wax 1953 ,, thots under tha cut

YAYYY WAX WOMAN W KNIFE

HI MR PRICE HIII HIIIII

the subtitles dont work o no :(

“that should be they now” pronoun user ..

soo curios whether these r real wax sculptures.. some of them are. obvious. but others i straight up expect to move. the craftsmanship is incredible

HI JOANIE !!!!!!!!

also curious about the clothes. are they real cloth or are there sculpted parts too. is it just a full body underneath or is it just the skin that’s visible. tho admittedly i don’t know much abt wax sculptures despite having the ‘05 movie as a longstanding hyperfixation 🥴

HIS NAME IS FUCKING JARED????

oh okay he just turned booth’s head. so that’s probably not connected to like. more wax skin.

if jared is the one doing the killing i support him. jared did nothing wrong this mf is setting his art on fire for insurance fraud. he should murder

marie :(

ok the burning clothes r answering my questions LMAO

JARED GET UPPPP

JARED

jared you fucking suck at fighting. knock it off w the water bucket and KILL THIS FOOL

ono. explodegeon.

OLD TIMEY FIRE DEPARTMENT YAYYYYYYYY HORSES YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY 🐴🐴🐴

OH THIS BITCH.

“had i been there i might have saved him” kys you fuck

“they always want a corpse :)” i love this strange woman

ohhhh all these mary poppins ass dresses J’ADORE

i hope jared is waiting in this fucker’s house with a club

OH MY GOD YAYYYYYYYY

he’s got a little bit of a “freddy kreuger cosplaying nosferatu” thing goin on. tbh

hiding..

someone get this man a cane or smth. my god. SOMETHING

LMFAOOOOO GOODBYE BITCH

“yes. but he hung himself instead 🥰” SHE IS SO BIZZARE

“you got all the brains and all i got is the boobs!”

CATHY’S SO SWEET 🥺🥺🥺

her laugh is. a little much. cute here and there but with the amount she does it it gets grating. but it’s very much of the time ain’t it. cinderella and snow white and alice in wonderland ass giggle

oh hey jared i almost forgot this was house of wax

SUE ???????

i mean tbf. what on EARTH is jared doing here. but maybe he would explain if he could get some dialogue

not that i don’t love silly chase scenes. i just wanna know Why yfeel

jared please leave sue alone

SUE YOUR SHOES?

oh weaponshoes. punch shoes.

ok i was here for killing matt or whatever his name was but cathy didn’t deserve that :/// cmon jared

I DIDNT THINK THOSE AUTOMOBILES WENT FAST ENOUGH TO HURT ANYBODY AHSJSGSJGXJAGSJSBAN

dont call dead women “honey” like that that’s weird.

I DONT THINK EMBALMING FLUID MAKES PEOPLE SIT UP LIKE THAT.

someone sit up again that was funny

YAYYYYY HI JARED

he is just scrimbling around……..

boy what on earth are you doing

is he going to defenestrate her bo- HE IS OH MY GODDDD

who is helping him. what

JARED DONT STEAL BODIES?????

“no human being can look like that” you wouldn’t say that about a scarred vet you chunk of shit i oughta kick you in the both of your balls

who is this very attractive man in the apron……….

JARED OH MY GOD. HI JARED !!!!!!!! how.

igor is so pretty and so fucking talented. would. in a heartbeat i would.

jared’s wheelchair fucking rules. vincent should’ve used a wheelchair i think.

i wonder if this is really how any of this process goes. it makes more sense than vinnie’s godawful shower

MATT FALLING OUT OF THE BOX AJSHSJHSNZHSJSB

daaamn this movie has an intermission. not even an hour in

HELLO PADDLEBALL MAN

OH MY GOD IT MOOOOOOOOVESSSSSSSSS

the 3d nonsense is so funny omg

THE LADIES PEEKING THE WAX DICK SKDHJDBSNDB

WAX CHOPPPPP

oh millie :(

WHY DO YOU CARRY SMELLING SALTS. JARED. IS THAT TYPICAL 50S BEHAVIOR. (genuinely unsure)

just a dead ass body on display lmao get fucked matt

the chamber of what.

OH MY GOD CATHY.

jared this is why we don’t just put wax on human bodies. you get found out by the friends of the deceased. also the rotting

jared please dont kill sue i like sue. i liked cathy :((

jared seems like a chill dude. aside from the.

waves my hand vaguely. You Know

please got JUST SCULPT HER. JARED. JUST SCULPT HER. STOP CHEATING

something is deeply wrong w the paddleball man. sir this is post-hayes code why do you have balls in your mouth

JARED. JUST ASK HER TO MODEL. CHRIST.

honestly tho WHAT is the explanation for his face. please. pl

THOSE DRESSES LOOK SOOOOO FUN TO SPIN AROUND IN !!!!!!!! 🥰🕯️

“you never saw a show like this in provincetown” MASSACHUSETTS MENTIONED 🐞🐞🐞🐞🐞 (there r no chickadee/elm/mass flag emojis)

PTOWN ALSO MENTIONED 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

girl put your ass away i’m here to watch vincent price be Odd and Peculiar

“cathy had the habit of wearing an earring in her right ear. she had the lobe of her right ear only pierced for that” cathy was out there in 1953 using flags for gay men to spot each other not established for another two decades

sometimes i watch dancers in old movies like this and i try to spot my grandma maggiepat. that’s not really related to the movie but i do wonder. i know she was in the red shoes…

“why should joan of arc have her right ear pierced?” “why not? they wore them then.” “two, not one.” WHY DID CATHY ONLY WEAR ONE THEN !!!!!! someone who knows about 50s culture help me

ohh his name is henry jared. whatever.

the long highwaisted skirts….. :)) 🕯️

sue. sue get down from there

igor is SOOO HANDSOME god okay i’ll be normal sorry 😔

jared. no. bad. knock that off. spraying him with a squirt bottle

god he’s INCREDIBLY charming tho. mad props to mr price

oh my god LEON..

sue should Not be in here alone at night. girl this is a horror movie and you are TRESPASSING

oh hello skeleton

unidentified fucking thing just drifting creepily around the room 🆗🆒

WIG…………….

hiiii mr price

ok jared can walk like. fine. who ACTUALLY fucking killed cathy whose physicality was that

HE WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO MOVE A WAX FACE …….

JARED SHES STILL ALIVE. JARED. JARED.

why was leon convinced by that guy pouring liquor djgsjdbs

idc what happens i could fix igor. me and him and vincent sinclair. fuck timelines

hdkdhjdgd THIS FUCKING GUYY

i’d let igor do this to me. who said that.

HES SO RESOURCEFUL AND INTELLIGENT

girl what is scratching the wax gonna do. be serious

LET IGOR BEHEAD THIS GUY

HE IS DEAF AND MUTE LEAVE HIM ALONE STOP SLAPPING HIM I WILL BECOME VIOLENCE

why are you using the pointy end of that thing to bust thru this door. surely there are more effective ways to go about this

goodbye pig

“every time i shave i can still feel that guillotine blade” it never made contact with you. or you would be dead. dont try to be funny

why did shane sneeze.

NOOOOOOO IGOR :((((((((

#shut up emrys #:candle:

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nofoundboy · 2 years

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Slashers reacting to their s/o who does drag

Party

Michael Myers

- I like to think that Michael really likes shiny things so when you appear with your shiny hair, shiny outfit and shiny makeup he's gonna be obsessed

- It was kinda weird to him at first, because you knew him without drag, then a totally different person was in your house with high heels

- He was going to kill you until he heared your voice

- From that moment you have to do your makeup in front of him to put him at ease

- He can relate a certain degree. He feels better with his mask and it seems like you too feel better with yours

- He loves you anyway but he can't deny that the confidence that your drag provides you it's super hot

- And if you wear certain revealing outfits? Well, It's better if you wear a reistent wig and makeup, 'cause it's going to be a long night

- Also, he steals jewelry, makeup and whatever he thinks you would like

Bubba Sawyer

- You don't have too flamboyant items in that part of Texas but still, you do try hard to put off looks

- Bubba saw the whole process as you only did it for him and he was...astonished

- He couldn't believe how amazing you ended up looking

- Your biggest cheerleader

- Then you started to help Bubba to stylize their pretty lady mask and wig

- Maybe...he could try too?

- You make him a cute flower attire and he actually let you paint their actual face

- She couldn't believe it, Bubba had never feel so pretty and confident

- You couldn't find high heels for Bubba's big feet, but you decided to adapt their looks to his boots

- Bubba feels amazing and he's expecting almost everyday the night to come to wear her outfits and put on a little show with you

- With their newfound confidence he's going to be more bold, so expect a lot of glances, kisses and touches from them

Chop Top Sawyer

- What???

- He's going to feel very confused at your radical change because he can't understand how you managed to look like a star with makeup, a wig and your skills

- But he can't take his eyes off of you, you look too good

- He's super handsy, not only because you look hot and amazing, but because the wig and fabrics of your look got him obsessed

- He definitely is going to try your wigs and your heels because those are a challenge

- He falls every time but damn Y/N, don't he looked fabulous?

- He mimics your slang, poses and movements, aside from the teasing, he really likes them

- YOU COULD DO CHER!?

- Lipsync sessions every night

- He's going to steal so much things for you to use in more Cher looks

- He's going to beg you for have seggs with him in his Sony wig

Vincent Sinclair

- YOU LOOK SO AMAZING OMG WHAT A MUSE

- He's gonna draw you so much

- And sculpt you

- He's obsessed with your looks and will steal anything that looks cute for you

- It's an art and one he appreciates a lot, so he's excited for you two being artists

- He has a great eye so you always ask him what combinations you can make

- He would really like to try to do your makeup. Whereas a signature look or something more artsy and free

- He would make room in the basement for your makeup, clothes and wigs

- Will protect you if Bo makes a comment

- He would even design some outfits or looks for you

- He can't wear makeup but he would like to try the heels

- And he looks Ah-mazing in them

Brahms Heelshire

- He knew about you doing drag before you started a relationship so he's more confused than surprised when you show him

- Be patient and explain everything about drag, he was raised in a very conservative context so he has no information about any queer stuff

- Aside from that, he loves it

- You look hot and super confident so, what's not to like?

- He will not try anything for himself but will help you to put a great outfit

- He will steal some items like lipsticks, maybe a wig and clothes

- He's rich af so if you want anything to complete your looks (makeup, wigs, heels or even plastic boobs) you can just order it online. Don't worry about it

- He's not going to let you be in drag if Malcolm comes. Like, he would hide you in the walls

- He's not very patient so he will get bored and being a bratt when you are doing your makeup

- But y'know, he'll be the best boy if you wear something more revealing

- If you incorporate one of his cardigans in an outfit he will be so damn horny fr

Jesse Chromeans (Chromeskull)

- What a pleasant surprise

- He looked at the cameras in his house so he knows it's you but nervertheless, he can appreciate the transformation

- He loves to see you doing your makeup but he gets worried if you tuck

- He can and will buy you the best fabrics and items or directly the best outfits of the best designers. Do not worry about that

- Whenever he goes to a "business trip" he will ask you for a video of you doing your makeup, lipsync, actually singing or even just talking

- Maybe, if you play your cared right, he will use heels for you. He looks so handsome and imposibly taller

- Lipsync shows for him when he arrives!? Mmm yes please

- Will record every single one of them

- And you already know, this man can't get his hands out of you

Norman Bates

- Ohoho this boy

- You knew about his mom thing shortly after he knew about you doing drag

- And oh boy, you saw him and knew you had to help him

- He was to shy to ask or make any comments aside from some whispered complements

- You looked so pretty and confident. He wanted that but he was not ready to ask for your help

- Instead of waiting, you look at a photo of his mother, and started to doing his makeup

- You stylized his wig and dress and gave him a few lessons to do all this himself

- And he looks really pretty, a glamorous version of Norma with better taste in clothes

- He also loves to do drag outside his episodes

- And you! With or without drag he thinks you are the most beautiful person

- But the flair, and pose and style you have in drag makes his heart flutter

- Lipsync? He's kinda shy but loves your company and compliments

- Both of you are so infatuated and quite horny when you're in drag (not when he does Norma, obvs)

- Now you are a drag power couple

- But he's still struggling with the high heels

#slasher fandom #slashers #brahms heelshire #bubba sawyer #slasher headcanons #slasher x reader #vincent sinclair #michael myers #chop top sawyer #norman bates #jesse chromeans

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itsallyscorner · 3 years

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Omg after Tom showing off his thighs in that Jimmy Fallon interview, please please please could you write something about thigh riding him 💙

Not me immediately working on this once I saw it in my inbox💀 I’m supposed to be clearing my inbox out, but when this popped in I couldn’t help it🙈 I also haven’t done smut in a while so THANK YOU for requesting this😌💞

💌.

Use Me*

Warnings: SMUT! She’s a nasty one. If this is a bit messy, I’m sorry, I haven’t written smut in ages😭

(GIF from @tomhollandnet )

“Citizen Kane!” Your boyfriend confidently blurted out to his laptop. He must’ve done something wrong because his eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh, hang on a minute!” He stuttered placing his hand on his chest. You heard Jimmy Fallon laugh from the laptop and explain the rules of the game again. You let out a quiet laugh yourself from behind his set up, though your eyes drifted down to his bare legs that bounced up and down.

For the past few weeks, Tom has been doing promo for his new and highly anticipated film Cherry. While trying to balance filming Spider-Man 3 and doing promo, you guys barely had time to spend together. Not that it bothered you; you understood how hectic his job could get, so you weren’t phased by the back to back Zoom interviews or how he’d join you in bed late at night after a long day on set.

The lost time between the both of you must’ve finally caught up on Tom as he woke up clingier than usual. The moment his eyes fluttered open he felt the need to touch you, to have his skin pressed up against yours, and to feel the warmth that radiated off your body. He just wanted to have you near him—the reason to why he begged you to spend the entire day with him.

You should have been listening to Tom talking passionately about his film, but your mind drifted off to the gutter. Only a few feet away from you was your boyfriend sitting behind a desk, wearing a black shirt, topped with a black blazer, pantless. The only garments covering his bottom half were his boxers and socks, leaving his thighs bare and tempting to your eyes. You tried to avoid looking at them, forcing your attention to focus on the words coming out his mouth, but your eyes were constantly drifting down to his thighs. From the way Tom rubbed his rough hands on them to the way they flexed whenever he moved was starting to cause a pool of arousal to form in your panties.

Tom’s voice faded into the background as you stared blankly at his thighs, imagining how the smooth skin would feel against your wet cunt. You bit your lip, mind wandering to the thought of Tom flexing his thigh while you grinded your hips against him. The ideas in your head caused you to unconsciously squeeze your thighs together. Trying to relieve yourself of the hot tension forming in your body. Though, the action doesn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend, who had a small smirk on his face after catching you in the corner of his eyes.

A few more minutes pass and he was already finishing up his interview with Jimmy. Though you didn’t notice since your attention was still fixated on his sculpted thighs. That and you were constantly adjusting yourself in your seat because of how embarrassingly wet your panties were getting. You attempted to distract yourself with your phone and scrolled mindlessly through Instagram. You weren’t even looking at the posts, just randomly double tapping and scrolling past them. Much to your dismay, your ways of distraction failed once again. Instead of focusing on your screen, your eyes zeroed in on Tom’s legs.

“You know darling, I could practically feel your eyes burning holes into my thighs.” He suddenly teased you. You felt the heat rush to your face as you hid behind your phone screen.

“I’m not looking at your thighs.” You pathetically lied, turning your phone off, and crossing your arms. His tired but rich chocolate colored eyes capture yours. There was a hint of playfulness mixed with lust in them. He wasn’t oblivious, he could feel the tension growing in the room.

Tom tilts his head to the side, “Then why were you consistently staring at my legs?” He crossed his legs making his thighs momentarily flex again.

“I was looking at your socks.”

“What about my socks?” He quirked a brow at you.

“They’re dirty.” You shrugged.

“Really? But my socks are down there, not up here.” He cheekily quipped, motioning to his lap. You whined and threw your head back against the couch, shoving a pillow to your face in the process.

“Busted.” Tom sang huskily before pulling his bottom lip in between his teeth. He scanned your figure on the couch, eyes lingering on the way your legs were still clenched together.

“C’mere.” His voice was an octave lower, catching your attention. You pull the pillow off your face and see him gazing down at you from his seat, legs spread out in front of him. You toss your phone on the couch and walk towards him. His hands reach out for you midway, then settle to grasp on your hips.

“Mmm, baby, I can smell you.” His hands maneuver around your waist to squeeze your bum, emitting a light hum from you. You draped one of your arms around his shoulder while your hand cradled his jaw.

“Sorry, I can’t help it. Stupid thighs.” You mumble, the blush remaining on your cheeks.

“I want you to get off these stupid thighs. Use me, (y/n).” He encouraged, pulling you closer. You were about to agree but his attire reminded you that he had an interview in a few minutes.

“Wait—Tom, don’t you have another interview?” You asked him, shaking yourself out of your trance of arousal and pulling away from him. Tom whined, dragging you back towards his chest.

“In like 15 or 20 minutes, it’s enough time.” He reached behind you and slammed his laptop shut. He clumsily got out of his chair and led you to the loveseat behind him. He sat down and placed you in between his legs.

While he pulled your shorts and panties off you continued to question him, “Are you sure, Tommy?” He tapped your ankles, signaling for you to step out of your undergarments.

Tom stopped and looked up at you, “Yes, I’m sure. We have to be quick, but I just wanna feel you on me. We could continue when I’m done, promise.” He held your hands and pressed a kiss onto the back of them.

“Ok. But if you get in trouble, I swear—oh.” You were interrupted by Tom pressing a sloppy kiss above your mound. He placed your hands to rest on his shoulders and guided you to straddle his thigh. Once you were settled, he slipped two of his fingers between your legs to gather some of your wetness. He groaned at how soaked you were, leaving his fingers to slide through your folds a little bit longer. When he took them out, his fingers were covered in your glossy juices. He wiped some of your slick onto your lips before shoving his fingers into his mouth.

“Taste so fucking good, shit.” Tom growled, crashing his lips onto yours. The kiss was passionately messy; tongues dancing around each other while your teeth clashed from time to time, along with the taste of you on both your lips. Tom was the first to pull away still biting down on your bottom lip, “Come on, wanna feel you ride my thigh.” He scooted back into the seat, guiding your hips to settle down on his thigh. Your knees ached from kneeling on the couch’s material, but the burn you felt in your core urged you to put up a fight.

The moment you came into contact with his thigh felt like euphoria. Your eyes rolled back and a moan dragged out of your body. The pleasurable sensation of finally relieving the burn in your core rushed through your body. Another tension was building up in you, desperation. Grinding your hips down on him repeatedly made you obsessed with how he felt under you, making you desperate to get more.

You had no problem rocking against him, your wetness made it easy enough for you to simply slide your hips up and down the expanse of his firm thighs. Tom moaned at how soaked his skin felt while your folds rubbed up against him. Feeling you on him made him flex his thigh under you, causing you to ground your hips even harder against him. His thigh was lathered in your wetness.

“Fuck, Tom.” You whimper out, harshly squeezing his shoulders for leverage.

“You feel so good on me. You look so good using me to get off, such a pretty girl.” He praised you. He momentarily sat back to admire the way you looked at the moment. Your hair was a bit messy and you were wearing one of his shirts, which was rudely blocking his view of you on him. His long fingers hook beneath the shirt and lift it up, giving him the perfect view of your cunt gliding on his thigh. His jaw clenched at the sight taking a mental picture.

Tom sat up on the couch, gathering your shirt to bunch up right above your breast. He dives into your chest, yanking down the cups of your bra to expose your boobs. He places wet and open mouthed kisses on them, giving them both the attention they needed. You were a moaning mess above him, enjoying the way his tongue swirled around your nipples. When a dark red mark appeared on your skin he trailed the kisses up to your neck until he reached the special spot below your ear. He started off with light kisses before sinking his teeth down on your soft skin. The bite only spurred you on, hips moving faster against him.

While his mouth worked on marking your neck, his leg that you were on moved to meet your hips. The motion made your clit graze against him, forming whines to bubble out your throat. You fucked yourself harder on his thigh, making sure your clit was also rubbing against him as you chased your release. Tom felt they way your legs quivered around him, signing that you were almost there.

Tom’s arm wraps around your waist, helping you hold yourself up against him. With his other hand he gently cradles your face. His lips brush against yours and your noses occasionally bump into each other. A lopsided grin is on his face as he stares at you. He catches the way the corner of your lips quirk up for a matter of seconds until your features scrunch up in concentration again.

“You’re doing such a good job, darling. I could feel you clenching on me, you’re close aren’t you?” He latches your lips together, swallowing your moans. Your fingers pulled tighter on the ends of his hair, making him groan.

“Can’t mess the hair up.” He managed to get out. You grunted and tugged on his hair before your hands returned to his shoulders. Tom pecked your lips once more before leaning back into the couch. Without any warning, his hand lightly swated your clit. You yelped in surprise at the sudden contact. Tom only chuckled, earning him a slap to the chest and a glare from you.

“Sorry, sorry, I know we’re short on time.” He apologized and connected his thumb to your clit. The rough pad made tight circles around your bud. With the friction of his thigh against you and his thumb on your clit you were seeing stars. You were so out of it, only feeling the euphoric pleasures coursing through your senses. The quicker and sharper his circles got, the closer you felt to your relief.

“Just like that Tom, fuck. Keep going I’m close.” Your back arched. Tom shoved his head in between your breasts again, littering sloppy kisses on your chest.

“C’mon, cum on me, baby.” He urged you, holding your body flush against him. His head was tilted up at you, staring at the way your mouth was hung open in pleasure. He loved watching your face when you came, it drove him mad.

Your stomach tightens along with your legs that straddled him. You let out a mix of a shaky gasp and moan, feeling the knot in your stomach come undone. Tom threw his head back against the couch while watching you release on his thigh, your cum gushing out against him.

“Fuck.” He breathed out, eyes glued to your release. You let out pants as aftershocks from your release wracked your body. Tom was quick to guide your body against him, not caring that his clothes might wrinkle. He placed your head in the crook of his neck and pressed kisses along your face. His large hands stroke your back, helping you come down from your high. Laying against him, all he felt was you; from your heart rapidly beating against his chest to the feeling of you trying to steady your breathing.

“You alright?” He whispered against your hair. You tiredly nodded, giving yourself a moment to calm down.

“Yeah—just need a minute and I’ll get off of you.” You reply, tenderly kissing his collarbone. Tom whines tightening his grip around you, “I don’t want you to go.”

“I don’t either, but,” you reach over to tap the screen of his phone, “You’ve got eight minutes left till your next interview.”

You feel something firm poke against your leg, “How you ever wondered if you can cum in under eight minutes?” The sentence caught Tom off guard, making him raise a brow at you. You tilted your head south of his body, motioning to his dick.

Tom shifted his gaze between you and his hard on, “Wanna find out?”

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creativebeansofchaos · 2 years

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Hi! Can you do a fanfic request about Dave Lizewski? So for this request is really about Stacey Quinn being the new girl at school, sits nexts to Dave Lizewski in all of her classes and that's where the love sparks come in place where they become friends into lovers while seeing each other. Stacey is infatuated with Dave. Dave was always invisible with girls but when Stacey notices him all the time at school, he always fantasies about Stacey 24/7 like her body and her boobies. Can you make it smutty or nsfw? Stacey is 5’5’’, hourglass figure, slightly tanned skin, long face and pointed chin, long wavy buttery blonde hair, icy blue doe eyes, a beauty mark below her left eye, Hello Kitty on her left thigh, rhinestone navel belly ring on her belly and flawless sculpted legs. Please and thank you!!!

P.S. Dave Lizewski is from Kick Ass where he is a superhero but in this request I want him to be just an ordinary teenage guy in high school. He’s super dorky and into hot girls like Stacey. Basically he’s a perv himself.

-Nonnie

There maybe follow up focus to this so here is basically chapter one.

Kick-Math (the name is a working progress)

Dave x OC

Summary: Stacy is new to the school and struggling in math. She needs a tutor and guess who is sitting next to her in class.

She was new to the school. I saw her yesterday and since then I have not been able to keep my eyes off of her. Her perfect hair and body just everything about her. Was just perfect. I felt a hard jab into my side and Todd saying “ Dave, daVE, DAVE.”

“WHAT?!”

“Your staring again.” Looking back at Stacy she gave a small wave before walking off. Her skirt just short enough to tease. I continued watching her letting out a small sigh. That Todd presided to mock but a elbow to the guy shut him up real quick.

“Come on man lunch is over and we have calc next (calculus).” We cleaned off our table and walked out of the cafeteria. Walking up the stairs we continued with idle talk that I could really pay much attention to because she waved back. (´∀｀)♡

This was one hundred percent the worst class. Mr. Dod ‘ya that’s his name’ moved Todd and i to opposite sides of the room. Because apparently we “talked to much”. No I have an empty desk next me and an empty hole in my heart. (Sarcasm)

Ya that hole was immediately filled when she walked in. I looked across the room at Todd who was making kissy faces at me.

( ˘ ³˘)♥

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When I looked back at the door she and she was no longer their but I was not able to dwell on the thought for to long before I felt a light tap on my shoulder.

“Hey, do you mind if I site here.” I spun around so fast I think the hole class heard my neck crack. There she stood tall, blonde, boobs.

“Um…”

“Oh eh… yes, no, I mean, …. No one is sitting there so sure.” She flashed me a smile before placing her books on the desk and sitting down. I could help but notice her thighs plush out as she sat and the way her skirt went up.

“OMG” (〃∀〃)ゞ

“Hm? Did you say something?”

“What I didn….NO” She giggle before going back to the work sheet. I have to be more careful not to say things out load but Holy hell is she hot but it is so much better up close. She smells like freaking strawberry’s. 🍓

Class soon ended with me not getting any of the work I needed to done. I was walking to the door with Todd when Stacy called out for me.

“ Wait, what is your name?” Todd gave a laugh trying so hard not to be to loud.

“Uhh……………………….Dave?” She smiled as she walked past us ass practically jumping as she walked.

Once she was out of ear shot Todd bust into tears laughing. Mockingly copying me.

“Uhhhhh……………….Dave.” Smiling and continuing to laugh. “What you forget your name for a second?!”

“Shut up!” 凸( •̀_•́ )凸

The day finally ended and as we were walking out building I felt a soft tap on my shoulder. Turning around my heart almost burst from my chest. Stacy was standing their looking aT MEEEEEEE!

“Um …. So I was wondering if maybe you could help me with the calc homework?” My voice was gone and all I could do was nod and I nodded aggressively. She giggle and my face heated up I would be a tomato.

“Ok so I will see you at the library at 4?”

“Yaaaa” 🤤☺️

End chapters 1

(I hope you enjoyed)

#fanfiction #original character #fanfic #fanfics #kickass #Dave x OC #kick ass fanfiction #kickass x OC #request

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kookiecookiefics-blog · 4 years

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Hiraeth (m) II kth : Chapter 1.

HIRAETH (M) II kth

~Pairing: Taehyung x SerialKiller!Reader

~Genre: Angst, a lot of it. Smut. Gore. Violence. Fluff in between the lines. Slow build-up.

~Warnings: Blood, lots of it. Depictions of murder. Yoongi x Reader smut-ish. This chapter is pretty basic.

~words: 2.1k

~chapters: 1

~A/N: Yeah so, pretty basic for now. It is my first fan-fiction so I am kinda nervous hehe. I was supposed to post this in December but I totally forgot about my exams so here I am posting it a whole month later. Enjoy xoxo

~Beta readers: @moonpeachhy @smileyoongle @starry-sky-1 and my one other precious friend. MY HUGE PILLARS OF SUPPORT OMG.

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You killed Jimin. You took a razor and slowly drove it into his carotid artery and watched him bleed. He couldn’t speak nor he could scream, he just bled until he died. You loved him even though he hurt you. You loved him way too much. He didn’t deserve you and anybody didn’t deserve him. This was 6 months ago.

Jimin was the boyfriend you regretted but couldn't let go. He was sweet, charismatic, empathetic and a complete ladies' man, the latter being his weakness. He cheated, more than once and merged with his fate.

The next one to go was your friend Namjoon. You knew he could not swim; you knew he was an extremely clumsy person, so under the guise of a friendly outing and successfully getting him drunk you pushed him off the cliff standing high above the sea; your hangout spot filled with that memories you cherished in the past. You could say that you and Namjoon were close friends. You did know each other since you were 16. He was a huge supporter and a kind friend. You were inseparable until he started ditching your company in favour of his girlfriend. She was all he talked about. You could not bear it so you shut him up. Yes, you missed him but getting rid of toxicity felt good. This was 4 months ago.

Namjoon was smarter than you, wiser than you in all aspects. You were almost jealous.

Almost.

His presence made you feel weaker. A lesser person, more like a sidekick or a tail. It suffocated your instincts and thoughts to a point where the friendship turned into hatred and hence, Namjoon had to go.

For your sake, he just had to.

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Killing became a hobby. A thrilling hunt that boosted adrenaline in your veins. You killed mercilessly, luring a man through your charms, seducing a boy with your body. The glassy look in their eyes when you took their lives made you ecstatic.

Just yesterday at the nightclub near the city you met a delicious prey. His sharp jaw highlighted his face, his eyes small but gazing and his luscious lips were to be craved for. You were tempted, so tempted. You wanted to take him then and there. You made your way towards the bar with a strut that made you intentions very clear. You caressed his shoulders, his strong arms the smooth skin on his palm. The slutty exchanges began. Your introductions along with limitless flirting downed with multiple shots of alcohol.

“Yoongi, I like it, it rolls of your tongue” You cooed in his ear. You felt him tense under your touch. He could feel the thick atmosphere of sexual tension you were creating.

Within the next hour. You had him sprawled in front of you, with you straddling his hips and his hands tied together with his tie to the cracked wooden bedpost of some dingy motel right around the same block.

“Y/N....please, touch me I can’t take it” He begged. His cock straining hard over his trousers waiting for any kind of touch.

“Shhhhhhh......quite now and behave or else...” You cockily say while grabbing the hem of your shirt and take it off in one swift motion. Your breasts perk up and nipples hard. You can see him drooling at the sight. You grabbed his collar and with a hard ripping tug you tore the buttons right of his shirt exposing his milky smooth skin and nipples perked from the cold outside and his arousal. You traced you palms over his abs and slowly traced it higher to pinch his nipples earning another moan from him.

You bent over him grinding your ass over his raging boner.

“Open your mouth” you ordered and he obediently agreed. Instantly grabbed his chin and met his tongue with yours in a heated kiss. Your tongue rolled into his warm cheeks tasting him and your lips leaving with a string of saliva connecting you two. You traced his earlobes with your tongue. “You’ve ruined my shirt” He breathes.

“Oh! you won’t need it anymore” You chuckle into his ear as you slowly reach into your pocket to take out your newly sharpened swiss knife.

You see the lust leave his eyes the moment he sees the shiny glint of the knife resting in your hand.

“Woah! Is this some kind of kink that you’re not telling me about? I am sorry I am not comfortable with this” He snickers.

“Blood kinda makes me squeamish”

“Oh, sweet baby, this is not a kink” You clamp his mouth shut with your other hand and watch him trying to scream inside as you trace the knife over his chest leaving tiny cuts here and there. You treat his torso like a canvas while you see tears run down his face. He tries to free his hands but the pain makes it impossible. You torture him with your knife carving his skin with deep red sketches. You gently bite into his neck, licking over the bite with your tongue and soon you replace your tongue with the sharp point of you knife. You slowly push it inside and feel him shake under you, convulsing and the knife gently drives into his carotid spraying blood on your hands and the bed sheets below and soon comes to a still, lifeless state.

You pull the knife out from his neck. The silver blade now shines with a deep shade of red. You get up from his corpse and walk over the bathroom cleaning all the stains of blood from your hands and torso and after grabbing your stuff you slowly head over to the body and tear a piece of his shirt as a souvenir, adding another to your growing collection. Still drowning in your desire for danger, you manage to clean your fingerprints from all the places you touched and head out, for a mess to be discovered soon, hopefully.

“Miss! Excuse me! Miss!” a shout tears through your years almost petrifying you amidst your escape.

The receptionist.

Well not exactly a ‘receptionist’, more like a guy with a huge beer belly and a six-pack of Coors sitting on a creaky wooden desk, an exceptionally creepy man reeking of alcohol who probably owns this place.

“A pretty lady like you done using the room so soon? The guy couldn't get it up eh? What a shame. Come here sit with me, have a beer! Let me show you a good time” he bellows out scratching his crotch and flashing his obvious boner under his pants.

Ugh.

You were not in the mood to kill two guys today. You liked a hunt, a game that gave you the adrenaline high and the power over someone. Pure entertainment to be honest. You did not want to wash your knife again. He is just going to be collateral damage; he was not going to keep quiet. You had to, you just had to kill him.

You walked over to him, his grin getting wider and wider in the hope of getting some good time.

“Do you promise to show me a good time, sir?” You say oh so innocently as well as cringing at your own choice of words as you take his bottle of beer from his hands to carefully take a swig of the bitter sparkly liquid.

You set the bottle aside on his desk and move over to his chair to carefully straddle his thighs and carefully and immediately remove your shirt slowly completely teasing him. You feel his hard on pressing against your core, almost making you throw up. 5 minutes. This whole ordeal will pass in 5 minutes. Just go with the flow.

Luckily pervs like him and crazy over boobs, you calmly unclasp your bra and smirk. His jaw dropped so wide it could touch the ground.

“Wow I did not know you were this easy” He whispers grabbing a handful of your soft mounds.

Without a second to waist you run your fingers through his hair and smash.

Smash is head into the wall behind his chair with as much might you could muster.

Again.

And again.

Blood splashes over your breasts and neck. He’s obviously dead, no one can survive a blow like that multiple times. With the tissues lying next to the empty beer bottle you wipe the sprinkles of blood away.

Phew. That was.... something you’ve never done before. It felt good.

It felt really good.

You dress again, succeeding in avoiding all the blood that could’ve ruined your clothes. You clean the scene again like a routing and smash the beer bottle you had sip from into pieces to avoid all the fingerprints. That’s a wrap for today, I guess.

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It’s been a month since Yoongi, your last victim. Life was getting boring. The café you owned at the library quarters did well but it was routine work of roasting the same beans and brewing the same coffee. You don’t even know why you were so invested in a café, you hate coffee, frankly, it is just bitter water. The café did well, apparently reading and coffee were a good pair.

Libraries always seemed to be filled with smart boring people and hard-working students. You often wondered how picking up a book and reading it would feel like.

“Man is the most dangerous game of all”

Yes, but it’s not a game when they’re so easy to latch onto. You want a hunt, not a fishing picnic.

Life. The word is extremely versatile when it comes to definitions. Difficult, adventure, survival but today looks like it’ll be exciting.

You see him.

Oh my.

A tall man with golden honey skin and curly brown locks of hair. His sculpted face adorned with classy looking black-rimmed glasses and thin pouty pink lips. He is carrying a shit ton of notebooks along with a set of newspapers. You notice him all day. People come and go ordering their espressos or flat white and you catch yourself stealing glances at him.

He is dedicated to his work, not distracting himself for hours researching something on and on via his newspapers and the glory of the internet. He seemed smart. A good target? Maybe. He does not seem like the kind who would be fooled or jump into bed with you, no he is too smart for that. You start your fantasy train, entrapping him, betraying him and killing him the same way you killed Yoongi. The chase you were imagining looked promising and very very exciting.

Shit.

And there your eyes finally meet. He sees you, doing nothing at the booth.

It is time to scramble. You immediately reach for a mug to clean but your butterfingers successfully manage to drop it with a loud crash in a quiet library. You bend down to pick up the mess but you can feel all the eyes staring at you for the disturbance caused.

You clean the mess up, picking the shattered pieces one by one and throwing them in the trash. What an embarrassing way to get his attention.

“Hi, excuse me, miss”

The voice catches you by surprise. He is standing right there at the booth with his long brown jacket donned and all his stuff gathered. Startled you get up, wiping your hands hastily on the apron.

“Hi, I am so sorry about that. How can I help you?” You say putting on a smile you could make as charming as possible.

“Can I get a latte? A little stronger than usual and hold the sugar please.”

“Sure. Your name please?” You say holding out a cup and a marker.

“Taehyung”

And there you set off to make the best cup of coffee in your life.

Taehyung.

You had to impress him. Your fingers work delicately with the cup at every step and make the prettiest foam heart you could usually never make and hand it over to him.

He thanks you with a cute little boxy smile. Oh, my God. You are infatuated. You had to see him again but then you see it. A couple of newspapers left forgotten on the counter.

It was scribbled on.

“Murderer went cold. Last victim: Min Yoongi”

The articles were circled, notes were jotted down.

This is going to be a GREAT game, isn’t it?

#bts #btsfanfiction #btsfanfic #bts smut #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop smut #taehyung smut #yoongi smut #bts fanfic #taehyung #yoongi

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one-piece-dumpster-fire · 5 years

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OMG, baby the event is amazing, so I'm here to make a request: B F L Y M for Niji Vinsmoke, please and thank you for your writing, it's a blessing !

Dirty Alphabet- Niji Vinsmoke

B= Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and alsotheir partner’s)

uhm,,,,everything on him???? Bold of you to assume that Niji has just ONEfavorite part when his ENTIRE body was basically sculpted by the godsxd

onyou- well, boobs. And the ass. He is a simple man. Those parts helikes to look at the most are automatically his favorites.

F= Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Willprobably include a visual)

definitelysomething that restricts YOUR movements a bit and allows Niji to showyou who’s boss lol. He has a preference for chaining your arms to abedpost or something similar and have you look him in the eyes ashe furiously pounds into you. Bonus point if you also adress himas ‘Master’ or 'Sir’ which boosts his already overflowing confidence evenmore.

L= Location (Favourite places to do the do)

again,everywhere??? This castle is under his family’s control so Niji willtake you wherever he pleases! The bedroom is too boring forthis man, he needs someplace where he can really get some thrill-inside the garden, up against a wall… he even once did it insidethe kitchen and forced the servants to watch xD After all, taking you in semipublic or completely public places is his way of showing everyonethat you’re his.

M= Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

ohit is so easy to rile Niji up without even trying… wiggle yourbooty a bit, give him a good look at your cleavage, praise him orcall him 'Master’…. you can literally just walk up to him and askif he wants to fuck and he’ll go 'HELL YEAH!’. Also, on a darkernote, he has a twisted fascination with causing pain, so whenever hefinishes beating someone up this man will immediately walk up to yourroom with a huge boner and demand for you to give him some relief.

Y= Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

super,and I mean SUPER high- Niji could basically fuck with you all daylong if it weren’t for his duties and missions, and whenever heenters your room with that smug smirk you already know that it’s sexytime again. (even if the last round was literally just an hour ago…)

#one piece #dirt #vinsmoke niji #muddy event #op headcanon #one piece headcanon

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Accident // Grayson Dolan

Warnings: Drinking, Smut, and swearing.

Summary: Y/n and Grayson leave Emma’s 22th birthday dinner with a ton of sexual tension..

You, Grayson, and Ethan were all best friends. You had been the twin’s roommate for about six months. You and Grayson had been flirty with each other but nothing had really happened between you two besides a little make out session here and there.

“You ready loser?” Ethan asked barging into your room. You fumbled with buckle on your heels. Before standing up and smoothing your dress out.

“Yup!” You smiled walking out of you room with Ethan in front of you. Just as you passed by Grayson emerged from his bedroom looking fine as ever. His huge muscles were nicely stuffed in a tight black button up. His thighs were engulfed in striped pants decorated by a Gucci belt. The sight of him almost made you drool.

“You look hot.” Grayson smirked eyeing you up and down. You smiled and nodded.

“Ditto!” You continued walking as Grayson wrapped his arm around you Ethan. The three of you arrived at Emma’s birthday dinner just in time.

“I’m so exited for Emma!” You smiled as you made your way to a section of the restaurant you reserved.

“I know me too, I love her so much!” Ethan smiled widely. When you guys arrived you were greeted by all of Emma’s friends.

“Hey!” You walked up to Olivia, Amanda, Sydney, Lindsay, and Nikki.

“Hi y/n!” Olivia said hugging you. Amanda and Lindsay also hugged you. While Nikki and Sydney just raised their glasses of wine as a greeting.

“When’s the big bitch getting here?” Amanda said playfully as you waited for Emma’s arrival. It was her 22th birthday and you and all her friends decided to throw her a surprise birthday dinner.

“She’s with Lily and Reem. They’re gonna text us when she’s close.” You answered their question before walking back to the twins who were preparing decorations.

“Hey party people!” You danced behind the twins. They both shook their heads and laughed at you.

“Need help?” They nodded as they were hanging up Emma’s face cutouts. You and the twins plastered them everywhere along with some shiny glitter decorations and a disco ball. Grayson set up a speaker and played Emma’s most recent Spotify playlist. Just as you were scattering glitter everywhere and setting up alcohol and colorful lights you got a text from Lily, Emma’s hometown friend.

“Hey we’re on our way now!” Lily’s text read.

“Shit guys she’s coming!” you yelled to Emma’s best friends ,the twins, and her other friends you invited. After the lights had been dimmed and you all sat in silence you heard her speaking. Just as she walked in you turned the lights on and made them flash.

“Surprise bitchhh!!” Everyone Emma loves yelled in her face. Reem and Lily recorded Emma as she covered her face and ducked her head into her elbows. We all ran up to her with our cameras, phones, and wine glasses.

“We love you!!” We all yelled taking turns hugging her.

“Omg I fucking hate you guys!” She said laughing with crimson cheeks as she pulled you and Grayson into a hug. She grabbed Ethan and kissed him on the lips before walking over to the huge dinner table.

“Let’s get this party started bitchh!” Sydney slurred. Emma shook her head and laughed at Sydney. Everyone had been served their drinks and appetizers already when Emma proposed and idea.

“Let’s play suck and blow!” She said downing her spiked drink. Everyone cheered before calling the waiter over. Olivia asked him for some card and he nodded returning with a stack of cards.

“I’ll start bitch!” Nikki yelled from the left side of the table. Rock music blasted as everyone drunkenly sucked on the card. The girls all successfully passed the card on till it came to Emma. She purposely dropped the card and made out with Ethan. Everyone cheered them on as she straddled him.

“Get it Chamberlain!” Reem yelled sitting on your right. The card was once again handed to Ethan as he made sure he didn’t have to kiss his girlfriends bestfriends. Amanda successfully passed the card on to Grayson as he lost control of it and ended up kissing you. You didn’t hesitate to return the kiss and wrapped your arms at his neck. You could hear all the whistles and cheers as you kiss got deeper. Grayson tried to insert his tongue when you pressed on his chest and pulled him away.

“Damn” you breathed out as you wiped the corner of you lips. He smirked and ran a hand through his hair.

“Who’s next?” He smirked as Emma laughed uncontrollably and clapped her hands. The night was filled with make outs, music, drinks, and mouth watering food. You had the most fun you’ve had in a while with all your close friends.

“I just wanted to say, I fucking love all of you. And I’m so happy y’all decided to throw me this fuckinggggggg shindig! I love you! Cheers to 22!” Emma slurred as she clicked drinks with everyone she could reach.

“Bye I gotta get her home safely.” Ethan said firmly as her held an intoxicated Emma by her shoulders. You, Grayson, and Ethan had the least to drink at the party. After making sure everyone had a safe ride home you hopped in Grayson’s blue Porsche.

“Can you turn the air on?” You asked removing the cow print jacket you had on above your neon green dress. Grayson eyed you body at then cranked the AC up.

“Have fun tonight?” He questioned nonchalantly not taking his eyes of the road.

“Lots” you replied smirking.

“That kiss was fucking hot” he laughed a little turning into the driveway. You hummed in response grabbing all you stuff and exiting the car. Grayson locked his car and opened the door swiftly. You placed you stuff on the kitchen counter and took your heels and earrings off. Grayson watched you intently leaning on the fridge.

“Can I help you?” You asked standing up and taking you hair out of a tight bun. Graysons facial expression changed as he approached you

“As a matter a fact, you can” he pulled you in at the waist and raised his brow at you.

“Mmm- Yeah? With what?” You said wrapping your arms around his neck once more.

“You can help me.. fur fill my needs..” he trailed off looking at you hungrily.

“Okay” You whispered in his ear as he grabbed your waist and threw you on the counter. You kissed him rapidly as he smirked into the kiss. His mouth ran down you jaw and neck as you unbuttoned his shirt.

“Wow you’re eager huh?” He smiled throwing his shirt off.

“Eager for what?” You played dumb as he carried you back to his bedroom. He hovered over you struggles around with his belt before throwing it across the room. You pulled him back down to you as he pulled the skirt of you dress higher.

“Off” he commanded letting you unzip your dress. He slid the rest off eyeing the sinch of you waist.

“You’re so fucking hot” he breathed against your neck playing with your bra straps. You grabbed his face and kissed him sloppily as he took you bra off swiftly. His lips lowered to your collarbone then your breasts. He gripped your boob while sucking on the opposite nipple softly. You moaned softly and hummed at the magic he was working on you chest. He brought his lips back up to yours as you took his jeans off.

“Are we really doing this?” He asked getting up slightly as he asked for permission. You nodded as he walked up to get a condom from his bathroom. You rapidly took you panties off and started to circle your clit.

“Stop” he said towering over you.

“That’s my job” he said replacing you fingers with his own. He slipped his boxers off and placed the condom on his length never moving his hand from your clit. After you were lubricant enough he glid his tip across you folds.

“Stop” You commanded gipping the sheets.

“Stop what?” He questioned teasing you so more.

“Gray just do-“ you were cut off by him slamming into you while gripping your waist. You instinctively grabbed into his shoulders super tightly.

“Fuck y/n” he moaned at the slight pain coming from your tight grip on his shoulders. He continued to slam into you slowing his pace slightly at times before continuing his fast motions.

“Grayson harder please” You squeaked out.He smirked in response before pulling out. You winced at the loss as he grabbed you hips and pulled you on top of him.

“Ride me babe” he said kissing you. You positioned yourself on top of him and started off at a slow pace. He begged you to go faster as you ran you hands up and down his beautiful sculpted chest. You went as fast as you could you guys bouncing around wildly.

“Fuckkk you’re so fucking good y/n” he moaned as you ran your fingers through his hair. He grabbed onto you hips his knuckles turning white as he made you bounce on him. You rapidly rubbed your clit as you rode him. He turned you to around again and slammed himself into you at full force. You swore you could feel him in you stomach as he repeatedly hit you g-spot.

“Just like that Gray” you moaned scratching up his back. He kept up his pace and depth as your walls clenched.

“Wait for me baby, I’m almost there” he grunted out. You moaned in response as you held it all in. You kissed him as hard as you could sticking you tounge in his mouth. Grayson moaned as he rubbed you clit.

“Cum for me babygirl” he whispered in you ear as you let it all out. He continued to fuck to at the same speed as he cummed into you.

“Fuckkkk” he moaned riding out you highs. After laying there still inside you for a couple minutes he finally pulled out. Running to his restroom and tossing the condom.

“Well that was hot” he smirked playfully sliding his boxers on and sitting next to you. You rolled you eyes and hit his chest. Mhm you hummed wrapping yourself in his sheets.

“Happy birthday Emma, am I right?” You smiled settling into his comforter.

“How much you wanna bet her and Ethan are fucking as we speak?” He said sliding into the comforter next you.

“Shut the fuck up” you moved you face away from his as he smirked.

#graysondolan #graysondolansmut #ethandolan #emmachamberlain #happybirthday #smut

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