#sorry bout this one fr

[johnslittlespoon]

– i think of you all of the time.

#in which there is no happy ending #the boy never gets the boy #wisconsin is a lonely lonely place #and 45 is too young. #john egan you deserved a better life sweet boy #this is the way the world ends not with a bang but a whimper type beat y'know. #has this been done yet idk but this song's been in my bucky playlist for weeks itching for an edit #one of those nights but we move #sorry bout this one fr #johnslittlespoon edits #buckbucky #buck x bucky #curtbucky

[todayisafridaynight]

i cant explain it but daigo being subtitled to just be like 'you're making me look like i have no balls' feels so illegal and wrong. hilarious but something's off

#snap chats #WAIT I HAVE TO INTERRUPT THIS POST WITH THE FUNNIEST SHIT #SO I WAS GETTING FOOD FROM MY SCHOOL'S DINING HALL AND YOU CAN WRITE DOWN WHAT YOU WANT ON A SHEET YEAH #AND I SAID I WANTED A SAMMY AND FRIES OK BUT WHEN I GET MY PLATE ITS JUST FRIES #AND YK W/E OK I'LL JUST EAT THAT BUT THEN. WHILE IM LIKE. GETTING PIZZA TO SUB IT YEAH #I HEAR THE COOKS BE LIKE 'yoo why do we just have a sandwich here' AND THE BIN IT #AND I WAS LIKE 'was that a chicken sandwich cause uhhh <:)' AND THE WOMAN WAS JUST ':OOO IM SO SORRY' #LIKE DAWG /IM/ SRRY I FEEL BADLKAJLJ but yeah. they were nice enough to make me another one 😭 #ok. back on topic with this fuckin post SORRY. i just have all these potatoes and a pizza to eat with this sadnwich now #i didnt eat breakfast or lunch so its ok. moving on #watch me explain it lol. i think its just cause its hard fr me to imagine daigo even saying balls like that. in jp or english #like he just doesnt have the Oomph to do it like the kansai bitches #see this how i know jo from kansai.... that easy as balls to imagine... #LIKEIM TELLING YOU THE ONLY PEOPLE WHO CAN SAY BALLS AND MEAN IT ARE KANSAI/EAST COAST BITCHES #in regards to eng its the accent... you just put a heavy mphasis on the b yk... any east coast bitches know what im talkin bout #or am i insane.it could be both idk #its cause in context he looks so meek like no !!!!! you dont be shy about balls talk !!!!!!! #I JUST IMAGINE HIM SAYING IT SO POLITE LIKE NO !!!! YOU HAVE TO SAY IT WITH FEELING. WITH YOUR BALLS #anyway daigo bb ily and i care for you but youre not hard enough to say balls #which is the most insaane thing i could say considering Daigo And His History but yk... im right...

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

"eleanor rigby" is certifed m2 song to me & i don't want to hear anything

#me abt m2 characters: “look at all the lonely people” 🤓 #tw death #“All the lonely people; Where do they all belong?” <- at the cemetery👍 #no fr post ending francesca in the cemetery at her parents' grave and there are fresh graves with names #that may not be known to francesca but are well-known to the player. was all this even worth it? #no sorry in this regard i'm a moralist and human life/connections r the greatest values in this world it's a tuning fork #m2 is such a lonely desperate game. honestly #(n at this point francesca is a character i don't want to see any violence in bc there has to be at least one!!! adequate person) #“we've been doing this play for over 5 years and in those 5 years only one person in the audience yelled 'mercy him!' ” #“there can't be a “greater loss/less loss” option. you're thinking like a politician. these are human lives not abstract losses” #“i said ”kill him“ bc i was just echoing the play” “but you've got a head on your shoulders and you have a choice” #no sorry i shouldn't be allowed to talk bout such things i always get off track #in my perfect world milgram's “obedience to authority” is being studied in school #i think i take this game way too seriously & personal but i can't take it otherwise

[salem-the-silver]

Horse Stimboard

#therianthropy #icelandic horse therian #horse therian #horse moodboard #horse stimboard #sorry bout the cruchyness #Pinterest be lackin nice horse gifs fr #made me sad😭 #all the running ones were slow mo #like broo I need the energy #also it’s water related cause for some reason stepping in puddles really makes me go horse #idk what it is #but yeah trotting and running really make me feel horse #so do environments like these #hope you other horses enjoy fr fr #and non horses #this is for anyone fr

[fluxydrawings]

“Forget everything you used to know/ I think you better tell your friends to go/ Stick around cause I'm about to show you/ The beginning is the end” -This is Love by Air Traffic Controller

*crawls in covered in blood* i havent done a full illustration in so long. Two main protags of my story Whenever which’ll be written, eventually lmao. Heavily inspired by those song lyrics as these are their very first universe and very last universe designs <3

still images under the cut!

#my art #original #Whenever #Itena Stone #Iseela Chelse #ive been drawin so much of tenitro it was weird goin back ta their base designs akjwerkjwek #hey spain why did u spend 2 hours lining itena's demon hair if its black n doesnt rlly show anyway ummmm enrichment <3 #the con of givin a chara 4 pairs of wings is u gotta draw 4 pairs of wings #sorry zach ill draw accurate wings next time i just had a Vision w/ this one #REALLY love how itenas horns came out in that 2nd one #this is the first time ive properly drawn their demon/angel forms actually #ive only sketched em out before :0 #speakin of. the sketch of this is originally from like. MONTHS ago kjaewrkjkj i just picked it back up cause ive been thinkin bout them late #the shading on this Fought me akwekjkj rude ta me fr #i like ho this came out <33 girlies <3

[unorganisedalienrubbish]

Continuation from this post: 

[ooc] if anyone (anons included) has any squicks or issues with pronouns, or anything at all really, feel free to message me, or send an anon ask and I’ll change the post. Alternatively, feel free to add on! (Time is a lukewarm soup, go nuts)

*walks down stairs* Alrighty everyone, what’s going o-...

What the fuck happened here?! I thought this was just a checkup! *sighs while snapping on gloves* Well, this is going to be a LONG day.

Okay, everyone, there’s a lot of you meaning it will take a while but I WILL get around to you, you’re just going to have to wait your turn. Highest priority comes first, and that means little @rock-anon here is our winner. *speaking to all of you while I lift Rock onto a table* I am not your boss, but won’t take any shit from any of you *stares at @itsmeblackcat and @straight-to-the-pain * IF there’s any trouble I will call @nsfwhump-queen and I don’t think he’ll be too happy about it. Got it? Good.

--- 🪨 ---

Hey buddy, didn’t think I’d see you so soon. Just gonna lay you on your stomach there, okay? You want something to bite down on, or...? Okay, I’m going to clean off all this blood so I can see what I’m doing now, ‘right, it’s going to sting, but you were so good last time. *I wipe down Rock’s back with gauze, then with iodine swabs*

There we go, now we can see what's going on. Yikes, they cut you up pretty bad, didn’t they bud? It’s all good, nothing we can’t fix *ruffles hair* (phew *scans over to the other 9 people in the dingy basement* the lot of you need a good bath, but that’s for another day I guess)

*pulling out my suture kit, I tenderly sew up Rock’s back. He’s doing so well, not squirming at all, we can work around the twitches here and there.* Alright! great job buddy, the hard part’s done now. I’ll just put some ointment and a dressing on... can you sit up now? There, you can use my arm as support, well done! It’s not going to feel so great, but I need you to take some deep breaths in and out for me, just like we did before, *I put my ear on their chest, listening for any fluid or irregular breathing* Alright, you’ve got some crackles in there, but sounds good for now, bruising isn’t too bad (I would ice it, but your fingers are so cold already). Okay, can you lift your arms out to the side for me please, so I can wrap your ribs for you? Good job Rock, almost there! Let me just take a look at your splint, good that’s healing nicely, can you give your fingers a wiggle there for me? Nice, I’ll take the bandages off of those for you so you’ve got a little more movement. Wrist splint’s back on for the moment, so you’ve got some stability there.

There we go, all done! So brave for me again, such a good example for the rest of them! *wraps a thick blanket around Rock’s shoulders, gives them a gentle pat on the shoulder* You can stay up here if you like, or you can go sit in your spot on the floor, I won’t need the table for anyone else just yet. I’ll get some food sorted for you later, alright? Let me know if you still feel dizzy after you’ve eaten, and I’ll get you hooked up to an IV. Okay?

------

*changes out of the blood slicked gloves into a pair of clean ones, clapping my hands together* Alright then! You’ve all just seen how well Rock here behaved, I hope that’s enough incentive to do the same. However, I did bake a fresh batch of cookies this morning, and whoever is good, gets one, okay! So no biting (🐈‍⬛) no thrashing about, and I’ll make sure you get a cookie after we’re all done. Capisce?

*glares at S’s unconscious body* (I’ll get to you later)

--- 🌬---

Okay, 🌬-anon you’re up! I’m going to have to take off your blanket for now, alright? You can get it back after we’re done. First things first, let’s get that shoulder back in its place, can you lie down for me please? This is not going to feel great until it’s back in its socket, so you’re gonna have to bear with me for a minute, okay? I need you to take a really big breath, and on the count of three I need you to sigh it all out, alright? Okay, here we go

*placing my boot in the crook of 🌬-anon’s armpit and grabbing their wrist so their arm’s at a 45 degree angle* Okay, breathe in, one, two, three! * I pull on their arm so that it unhooks from the outside of its socket and gently release the tension until it pops back into the right spot* Awesome job there buddy! Phew! Bet that feels better now, huh? Everything should move alright now, but I don’t want you to move it at all ‘cause it might slip back out again (and I don’t want to be back here any more than I need to, you hear me?!) * I wrap 🌬-anon’s arm in a sling, bound close to their body*

‘Kay dude, I’m gonna need you sitting on that table so I can check out your face, please. (Hey Rock, can you shuffle over, they just need to sit up next to you. Play nice) *sitting on one of those wheely dentist stools, I wipe the blood and grime from 🌬-anon’s face, avoiding pressing on the swollen bruises* Alright buddy, hold still for a bit, I’m just gonna butterfly stitch your eyebrow back together (no needles, just tape), and chuck some ointment on. Good job! Can you give me a big smile, pretty please? Need to check if all those pearly whites are still there. *I shine a pocket torch in to examine the inside of their mouth* Your teeth are all good, but you’ve bitten your cheek; Nothing I can do about that I’m afraid, except give you an ice cube to suck? 

That about does it for you 🌬-anon, you can go sit back down in your spot in you want, or you can stay here with @rock-anon. Here’s your blanket back *I wrap the soft blanket around 🌬-anon and pass them an ice pack for their face* you’re gonna want to hold that on your bruise until the swelling goes down alright, you can take breaks if your face or your fingers go numb. And you can check the swelling (and my work) in your mirror, if you want. Just try not to move your shoulder.

---🐈‍⬛---

*I walk over to 🐈‍⬛-anon, standing well out of reach (and kicking distance)* How we hanging buddy? I’m going to take this slowly for you, so you can understand me, okay? I am ~not~ going to hurt you. I am here to help. *crouching down so I can make eye contact* Look at me, I am going to let you down, alright. If you cause any trouble, I’ll put you right back, you hear me? Okay? Alright.

*unchaining 🐈‍⬛-anon from the wall, catching them before they crash to the floor in a heap. I set them down, leaning against the wall* Sorry, collar stays on buddy, boss’s rules. I’m trusting you now, no biting, no funny business.

*I tentatively place my ear against their chest to hear slow, laboured breathing (‘least they’re breathing at all, that was a hefty dosage)* Okay, I’m going to lift the back of your shirt up to check for burns, nice and easy now. * pulling 🐈‍⬛-anon so their body slumps drunkenly against my shoulder, I slowly and gently lift the back of their shirt to find two round burns where the stun gun zapped ‘em* Putting some ointment on now, almost done now. 

*after pulling their shirt back down and setting them back against the wall, I sit back on my haunches, still making eye contact with 🐈‍⬛-anon, making sure they’re still hearing me* Your shoulders are still in their sockets, so I don’t need to treat those. I would give some medicine for the swelling, but it would mess with whatever you’ve got going on now, so the best I can do is some ice, alright? I can’t hold it for you, so I’ll just leave the bag here and you can put it on when you’re up to it. You did a good job, I’ll help you get some food in you after I’ve taken a look at the others okay? 

--- 🦝---

Okie-dokie, that’s the worst of them done. 🦝-anon, love, you can sit up now. Come over here and I’ll patch you up a bit. I’ve got a special job for you later and I want you nice and not-sore for that, alright? You did a good job buddy, staying so still for the boss-man, yeah? I’m just gonna put some dressings on your knees now. *I sit with 🦝-anon’s legs in my lap as I carefully pick the grit out of their knees with tweezers, before putting some antiseptic and plasters on* Nice job there, I hated having that done when I was a kid, you sat so still! Can I see your hands please? Those chains aren’t treating you too nicely, but they’ve gotta stay on I’m afraid. I’ll treat everyone’s sores once I’ve fixed you all something to eat. *I rub some ointment on 🦝-anon’s palms, then stand to walk over to @straight-to-the-pain * I’ll give you your big job once I’ve sorted out this fucker, alright? Sit tight for a minute yeah? Here’s a blanket for behaving so well.

--- S ---

*keeping an eye on 🐈‍⬛-anon (and always in my peripheral) I march over to S’s unconscious body. I know there’s no use talking to him, but I do it anyway, mostly out of habit* Hey! S! Asshole! *a wave my hand in front of their face, unsurprisingly, with no response. Squeezing his shoulders, I shout his name again. Still no response. Christ @nsfwhump-queen can really throw a kick. They’ll be out for a while. I grab S’s jaw, check with the torch to check for obstructions in the throat, then tilt his head up so the airway is straight* 

Hey  🌬-anon, love, can I borrow your mirror please? Just for a second, I need to check if he’s breathing. *collecting the small mirror, I angle it against S’s mouth, a small puff of condensation clouds the mirror. Thank goodness, I did not want to have to deal with that. I carefully pass the mirror back to  🌬-anon* Thanks, precious.

*Rolling S into the recovery position, I lock a cuff around their extended arm and secure it to the closest hook on the wall. (I can check for broken ribs when they wake) Even if he wakes up while I’m away, he won’t be able to do any more damage.*

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*Peeling off the soiled gloves and chucking them back into my now near-empty med-bag, I turn to the group of now mostly patched anons.* Okay everyone, listen up. Thank you for all waiting so patiently, if I haven’t seen you yet, I will after I go upstairs to fix some hot food for all of you. How does that sound? I trust you all to behave while I’m gone, you were all so good so far, don’t let me down now, okay. 🦝-anon here’s your big job, okay you can move about, right, you’re allowed to? Okay, good, now so while I’m upstairs you’re going to keep an eye on 🐈‍⬛-anon and S for me okay. I don’t want you going near them, or touching them, or picking fights now. Just, if they start to wake up, or 🐈‍⬛-anon starts making noise, I want you to wait at the top of the stairs and call my name okay. And I’ll come down and sort things out myself, alright. Got that? Good job *ruffles hair* Okay everyone, play nice.

[ooc] part 2 soon! Feel free to respond or whatever and yeah! I had tremendous fun!

#akias dungeon #all of the anons fr #I actually made cookies irl too #if you have a PO box ill send you one #this one was BEEFY to write sorry bout that #and i'm still getting used to 2nd person storytelling #if theres a better way pls lmk #pretty sure my anon asks are on so #please respond #if you want #whump #whump rp #tw #medical whump #caretaker #blood #disclocation #mouth whump #tw stitches #stitches #electrical burns #burns #pet whump #got DAYM #i think thats most of them #lmk if i missed any

[hyperfixated-homo]

I made some more fanart of @korruptbrekker 's ocs! Ft another spotlight lighting system apparently? Something about drawing your ocs make's me want to use spotlights ig lol

Click for quality! Two different light versions + unshaded under the cut

#art #fanart #shadow draws #uhh i forgot how to tag suddenly #eh its okay ill reblog it better later #i forgot the fishnets im so sorry :(( by the time i realised i was already halfway through the shading and it was too late to change it #it still works but hhhhh #sorry bout that #which light do you prefer? honestly kinda digging the blue one #light from below is a cool look ig #i would like to say that i am SO in love with the asymmetrical design btw #it looks so cool fr

[merry-the-cookie]

stop with the just saying slander 😔✊ ashton got a whole ass verse in it don't disrespect him like that 😔✊ just saying had to run so superbloom could run 😔✊

(im sorry im laughing as im typing this)

ur laughing. ur laughing? u just said just saying allowed superbloom to run. in my inbox? u just put just saying and superbloom in the same sentence? just saying and superbloom? my ultimate mortal ennemy just saying?? and my one true love my dearest darling my most specialest favoritest superbloom???? with JUST SAYING? and you're LAUGHING?????

ashton got a whole ass song with best friend (yb edition) and i still strongly dislike it, i may be a simp but i am a simp with standards dont ever come back to me with such heresy

#afHGJFDGHAGHDFJGHDSJGFDHJDHFJDFGHDJF #COMMITTING TO THE BIT A LITTLE TOO MUCH MAYA #ur on THIN FUCKING ICE #no but fr that was really fucking funny 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪 #dfhjghGHDFGHDHF ok but fr that was funny #never say it again tho #so offended #gjkAHGGFHJDGHJFD #maya #beecosmic #ask #also sorry bout the best friend slander in there i know u also like that one but i cant get over the cringe dfhjkGAHJFDGHJDF #no song should ever have the word achoo in it

[genderqueer-karma]

low key. some Goths (and i am capitalizing bc y’all get up in arms about that too) are so fucking ANNOYING!!! like. can people have fun. can people explore without y’all being like “You Must Behave In This Very Specific Way Or Else We’ll Kill You.”

like idk. the idea of someone being a “poser” is icky bc who gives a shit?? if the scene dies it’s because y’all don’t know how to get your heads out of your own asses.

#yo it's d :) #sorry i’m peeved #dev rants #y’all are straight up assholes sometimes. ‘it’s to drive people away’ well you’re fucking pathetic. #and then i saw someone try and claim the scene isn’t racist. HAVE YOU SEEN YOURSELVES???? BE FUCKING SERIOUS WITH ME BITCH. #i’m exploring and researching and you assholes are shitting your pants talking about ‘oh this isn’t *real* goth because of xyz’ #who put you in charge mf?? they should be fired!! #and on the capital g thing. y’all are like christians with that shit fr… talm bout some damn ‘capitalize the g if you’re serious’ #baby it’s a word… no one cares. #anyway none of you are safe from the ‘no true scotsman’ logical fallacy. good fucking riddance.

[laiiaaa]

THANK YOU VERY MUCH — CARMEN BERZATTO

summary You pay Carmen a visit after a busy night to give your thanks...with a little extra love.

length 3.1k

contents MINORS DNI, smut, lots of kissing, some heavy petting, oral sex (m!receiving), semi-public sex sorry Richie, soooooo much praise, teasing, a glimpse of subby Carm make brain go brrrrrr, fluffy ending bc he’s a cutie pie, imma be fr...he splooges in your mouth…in his office…after hours…don’t look at me ik it’s FILTHY!!!…apologies to the church it’s not my fault he’s a SLUT

Carmen’s sitting hunched over his desk in a mess of paperwork when Richie barges in.

“Your girl’s here,” he almost sighs, holding the door open as you walk in, all smiles and a Thanks, Richie slipping past your lips before he nods, shooting Carmen a look emphasized with a pointed finger: “No funny business back here, alright? ‘Cause I’ll fuckin’ know.”

When he walks away, you shut the door and lock it. Stupid fuckin’ lock, Carmen thinks, knowing that it’s mostly for show. He can’t remember the last time it actually worked. But he smiles back at you, turning his chair around when you peek over your shoulder after the fact anyway, his skin tingling with anticipation of feeling you in his arms again.

You carefully drop your bag on the floor and leave your jacket on the desk as you walk over to him, standing between his spread legs as he sits up. Your fingers tangle in his hair, voice syrupy sweet when his hands wrap around your thighs just below the hem of your skirt. “Hi, Bear.”

He looks up at you with his chin resting below your navel. An after hours haze comes over him, muscles sore and eyes heavy, and he swears you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. “Hey, baby,” he drawls, letting you play with his hair a moment longer before bringing one hand to gently lift your top just a few inches, pressing gentle kisses to the exposed skin, trailing right to your waistband to leave heated butterflies frenzied in your stomach. “Missed you a lot today…”

“Yeah?” You tug at his strands to get his attention again and lower yourself to straddle his hips. “Stressful day?”

His palms slide from your waist to your hips, pawing at your ass while he presses kisses to your jaw. “Yeah, just busy…‘n T was in a mood, so…” He trails off, too occupied with soaking in your perfume, your heavy breaths when he drags his teeth against your pulse.

“Carm?” you start, massaging his shoulders and moving to squeeze at his biceps—fuck, his arms, you just wanna…mm. You pry a groan from his throat and it only makes you want him more. “Lemme help you unwind, hm?…” 

One hand urges him to lift his gaze before you take his lips in a kiss, his hands making their way beneath the fabric of your shirt to feel skin to skin. It’s sweet, and it’s sultry, the way you kiss him, like you want him to unravel between your fingertips as you thumb at the knots in his shoulders. He’s not so sure he’d mind, what with the way you’re already turning his brain to mush with just a few cants of your hips against his. 

“Baby,” he breathes, “You don’t—you don’t have to…”

“I want to, though…” You’re nearly whining into his mouth. “You do so much for me, Carmy…”

“I, uh—” he laughs sheepishly, neck and face flushed and breath turning shallow— “I dunno ‘bout that—”

“C’mon, Bear—” you quiet your voice, leaning down close by his ear while a hand cups the opposite side of his face— “You cook for me all the time…” His fingers tease at the hem of your top again, and you peck his jaw. “You never let me lift a finger, and you always hold me…”

He sighs when your nails scratch at the tuft of hair behind his ear, head lolling into the back of the chair, eyes shut as his hands wander up your shirt dangerously close to your breasts. 

“And you make me feel so—” you drag your teeth along the shell of his ear, and put more weight against his hips, and he’s barely keeping himself calm— “so good—”

“Shhhhit—” he squeezes you tight to keep you from grinding against him again— “Richie’s just outside, baby, gotta be careful…”

“I don’t care…” Putting him in a trance, you carefully remove your top and let it fall to the floor, a pleased breath escaping when he grabs at you. “I’ve been missing you all day, y’know?”

“Yeah?” His chest is already heaving in anticipation, and it’s like he’s a virgin, cock half hard and throbbing just at the sight of bare skin he craves to kiss. “Me too, baby…”

You snake a hand down his stomach to palm him through his jeans while smiling like a minx. “And I miss your cock, Carmy—”

“Shhhhit—” he plants his hand on your mouth, and it’s painfully hard to ignore how he just twitched in his jeans— “The fuck’re you doin’?” 

You pout when he hesitantly uncovers your mouth. Feeling up his arms again, biting at your lip, you sigh. “Just showin’ my appreciation…”

He huffs, runs a hand through his hair with his eyes closed. “O-Okay, fuck…” 

How is he supposed to say no when you’re sat all pretty and topless in his lap? That wouldn’t be fair, now, would it? 

“Fuck, okay—” he looks you in the eye, brows furrowed and desperate for you like you always know he is— “We gotta be quiet, though, baby, alright?” A sweet kiss, slow and with his hands holding your face. “Gotta be quiet.”

You giggle into one last smooch. “Fine by me.” You shrug and shuffle out of his lap, sat on your heels in front of spread knees, mouth watering and eyes blown with lust as you brush your hands along his thighs.

He watches you carefully as you undress him: unbuttoning his jeans, opening his fly, looking up at him all sweet when you need him to lift his hips. By the time the denim pools around his ankles his cock is weeping pre and soaking through his briefs. 

“Oh, Carm,” you coo, kissing up and along his inner thighs past a tattoo of your name, leaving him reeling, “Why didn’t you tell me you’re so worked up?” You trail your fingers beneath the hem while lending hot kisses over the fabric, and he groans a little too loud for someone who was just worried about being caught. “I would’ve helped you.”

“F-Fuck you,” he laughs, leaning back into the chair with an arm cast over his forehead to try and calm himself the best he can when you’re breathing on his cock and peeling sticky briefs down his legs.

His dick is throbbing by the time you free it, threatening to stain his white tee, and you’re practically drooling into his lap as you wrap your hand around the base of it. It’s thick, it has your thighs pressing together and tongue going slick, and you can hardly connect your middle finger and thumb.

A breath hisses through his teeth and you hum to yourself. “Mmmm, you’re so big, Carmy.” But you notice he’s not looking at you, and you pause. “C’mon, you gotta watch.”

He squeezes his eyes shut and sighs. 

“If you want me to suck it—” wet, slobbery kisses trail from his base up toward his cherry red tip as you pump him slowww, spreading pre down his shaft— “You could at least open your eyes a little, hm?”

And oh, what a sight he is when he obliges: cheeks flushed, brows drawn tight together, golden brown curls made a mess, bottom lip barred behind teeth, preening over the look of your lips glossy with spit. He thinks he could come in record time. 

You smile up at him sweetly. “There he is…” And before he can blink you’re taking him into your mouth, down far enough to touch your lips to your hand, down far enough to have him groaning. 

“Holy shit, baby—” he moans, a sound that makes you dizzy, “Oh, fuck…” His head lolls back again, exposing a bobbing Adam’s apple as he gulps down a breath, a hand of his brushing low and past dark thick curls before squeezing the fabric of his tee and revealing his happy trail. 

You pull your mouth up on his cock and swirl your tongue around his tip to hear him whimper—whimper, all drawn out and whiny like he can’t get enough—before you let go completely, holding him by the base and watching a trail of spit and pre connect his slit to your tongue. 

“Jesus fuck—…” He bites into his fist, a pained look on his face but with lust-blown eyes. What’d he do to deserve you? “So fuckin’ sexy, baby…”

You smile and kiss his tip. “ ‘Cause I love having you in my mouth…”

A heady breath accompanies another rush of blood beneath your hands. “Yeah?”

“Mmmmm ‘f course, Carmy…” You drag your lips back down to his base and flatten your tongue to lick a stripe to the top, prodding his tip past your plush lips before smooching it again. “You have the prettiest cock…” You gather a glob of spit and Carmen can’t peel his eyes off of it as it drips…down from your glossy lips…down onto the beating head…before the words “Thank you for letting me suck it…” fall breathlessly off your tongue.

That makes his hips buck up and a moan slip past stifled by a hand over his mouth. “Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me come—”

You squeeze the soaked base of him, taunting with a feigned frown. “But I just got started…”

“Y-Yeah,” he heaves, “That’s the problem…”

You pump his cock slow with a tight fist how he likes it, grinning as your free hand snakes up his thigh; his breath hitches, and he starts to think he’s dreaming when you grab for the hand by his navel and bring it atop your head. He smooths it over your hair a few times as he releases choppy breaths, makes a face to ask Are you sure? He doesn’t expect you to hum against his tip, sending a vibration down his cock to make him choke on nothing before you murmur, “Do whatever you want…” kissing and licking along his shaft as your hand twists around his tip, “Wanna make you feel good…”

“You are, baby…” He tugs gently on your hair and guides your mouth back to where he needs you. “Like a—” you wrap your lips around him again, and even with his hands in your hair his head rears back— “Fuck, yeah, just like that—like a fuckin’ angel—”

It’s filthy, and it’s messy and wet and dirty, the way you let him fuck into your mouth, his feet planted on the ground and pushing the back of the chair against the desk, your hands pressing into the sinew of his thighs to keep steady. “God, you’re so fuckin’ good—so fuckin’ good for me, baby—”

And you’re practically dripping in your panties, doing as best you can to relieve some of that pulse between your thighs by grinding your cunt into your heels, too caught up in Carmen’s moans to think too much about the fact you’re in his office choking on his dick because it feels so good, and he looks beautifully euphoric, eyes squeezing shut every few seconds, neck flushed crimson above a gasping chest. 

You hollow your cheeks around him and he thrusts only halfway, the added suction too much to take all the way down to your throat. “Shhhit, suckin’ me so nice—so fuckin’ gorgeous—makin’ me wanna—” but you push away from his dick, drool-smeared lips curling into a smile. He wets his lips as his chest rises and falls at the loss of release. He thinks you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen like this, all messy and covered in spit and pre with tears marring the makeup around your eyes. “Fuck me,” he groans, exasperated as he leans back into the chair and brings his hands up to his forehead. 

You sit up a bit and put more weight into your knees. You keep one hand languidly stroking his cock while the other grips his tee and pulls him forward, crashing into your lips so he can taste himself. His hands quickly take up your jaw, holding you firm against his lips to let him dip his tongue into your mouth and deepen the kiss. Your neck is craned, and his back is hunched over, but with the way you keep your hand away from his throbbing tip has him groaning for more. 

“You gotta be quiet, Carm,” you murmur before he just kisses you again anyway. 

“Can’t—” you squeeze his dick when you near his head at that— “hah, fuck—can’t be quiet when your mouth ‘s on me like that—”

You push against his sternum to send him leaning back into the chair, and his head starts spinning with want. “Figure it out then—” another kiss to his weeping cock, just as sexy as the last ten times as you thumb at his slit— “or I’m not gonna fuck you when we get home.”

“Shit,” he hisses to himself, lifting his hips to move them closer to your mouth. He likes this side of you, knowing what you want and a little demanding, a smirk poking at the corners of your mouth when you command things of him you’ll make sure he can’t fulfill. Maybe he should fuck you in the office more often. 

He doesn’t get to ponder it too long, though, because you’ve already taken him into your mouth again, both hands now gripping at the base while your tongue laps at his slit like you’re begging for him to spill into your mouth. His knuckles turn white as he grips the arm rests of the chair, and he bites down hard into his bottom lip to stifle a moan loud enough to be heard all the way at the front door. 

“I needa come, baby—” you leave your hands on his thighs as you take him all the way in, his tip prodding at the back of your throat— “Fuck—!” He thrusts up into your mouth and realizes too late how fucking loud he is—how loud all of it is, what with you gagging and moaning as you try to get some sense of release while milking his dick for all he’s worth, the sighs of pleasure that slip off his tongue no matter how hard he tries, the wet sounds from your mouth every time he bucks his hips out of the chair. 

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck,” he groans, a hand coming to the top of your head again to slow you so as not to let him finish too quick. “Baby—ah, fuckmmmmfuck baby, please—” He feels it churning in his gut all the way to his cock: that band stretching and stretching and threatening to snap, growing tighter and tighter every time your lips smooth over his head and your tongue laps at the frenulum. “Baby lemme—shit, lemme come down your throat please, baby—”

As soon as he begs it of you you’re moaning an affirmation, locking eyes with him for a split second before they shut again with ecstasy. He snaps with a stuttered thrust into your mouth, palms pressed hard into the arm rests as he chokes out your name as hushed as he can manage. “Fuck, pretty—” his release, bitter and salty, shoots into your mouth with a groan so guttural you feel it in your cunt.

The shift of his hips slows from a thrust to a meager cant, overstimulation crawling up his spine as you continue milking him. “Shit,” he huffs, arms going limp and jaw going slack. “Slow down, baby…needa—needa calm down…f-fffuck…” He watches as you slowly drag your lips up to the tip of his cock to clean him of his cum, another groan easing by at the sight. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, baby—” You’re giggling and pressing soft kisses to his thighs, and all he can do is tilt his head back and shut his eyes to try and recover. 

You wait less than a minute before you’re hounding on him again, thrumming with success and the thought of him fucking you when he brings you home. “How was it?” You ask the question sheepishly, smiling up at him and wiping spit from your lips like you don’t know how much you’ve just wrecked him.

He wills himself to sit back up again. “How was it?” He smiles back, heart warm. “Baby—” he cups your face all sweet how he is after sex, muscles pliant and brain dizzy with aftershocks of pleasure— “You’re fuckin’ incredible, y’know that right?”

You shrug despite your daze. “Obviously. You came in my mouth like a virgin.”

“Shut up,” he sighs, lips perking up into a reluctant smile. His thumbs brush along your cheekbones with adoration. “Your fault for bein’ so sexy.”

A precious kiss to your forehead, one that has your eyes slipping closed before his nose nudges past yours and he seizes your mouth in a searing kiss, one that’s built on passion and lust and appreciation and awe. Your palms sit beneath his elbows and he smiles into it, flushing when he tastes himself on your tongue but kissing you that much deeper when he does. 

There’s one last sweet peck before he says, “You’re perfect. Thank you.” Another between your brows and to each cheek before he grabs your shirt, crumpled beside the chair, and hands it to you. He lets you dress yourself while he fits his half-hard dick back into his briefs and stands to pull his jeans over his hips, wiping tacky hands down on the denim. It’ll do. 

He helps you get back up and ease your sore knees back into working condition before the door knob rattles. Both of you freeze. 

“Cousin!” A hand bangs hard on the door.

You and Carmen lock eyes. “Shit,” he hisses, looking down and fumbling with his fly. You panic only half-heartedly, the other half laughing at Carmen’s struggle. 

“Cousin!” Richie calls again, shaking the door, “You fuckers better not’ve been doin’ what—” 

Just like Carmen should’ve seen coming, the lock stops working and the door swings open as he’s buttoning his pants. 

Richie catches him and his expression drops. “Oh, you son ‘f a—” he seems to catch your smudged mascara and lip gloss— “Oh, God—” He grimaces and steps away from the doorway with his hands on his head. “In the fuckin’ office, Cousin? Are you kiddin’ me?”

Carmen figures you don’t care enough to bother with the complaints, because you’re shooting him a smile and tugging on his arm to lead him right past Richie. And he’s more than happy to follow behind, a stupidly lovedrunk smile on his face. What he’s got in mind for you when you get home—perhaps a polite thank you of his own—will be worth the headache tomorrow morning.

#i want him in my mouth your honor #splooge n all #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #jeremy allen white #carmen berzatto smut #carmy berzatto smut #carmen berzatto fluff #carmy berzatto fluff #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #smut #fluff #the bear #the bear fx

[todayisafridaynight]

sorry if this is out of the blue guys but i think my brain just decided to convert me to being an adachi stan

#snap chats #again technically speaking #ANYWAY NO LISTEN THIS THE FUNNIEST THING EVER AND IM SO VERY CONFUSED #i havent had a dream that wasnt a nightmare about my mom in like Ever and the one time i do has got to be. The Coziest Shit #ive only ever had like one or three rgg dreams and half of them Vaguely had aoki in it so this is the funniest curve ever #you will read my dream summary we are at a sleepover motherfucker #do i even remember exactly what happened NO i just remember being in a lobby with some other bitches #and one of them Other Bitches included adachi. im pretty nanba was also there? iunno cant remember piss #point is i just hung out with adachi for like 80% of the shit. oh my god no i remember ichiban was there #and this is a significant detail for a thing adachi said to me BECAUSE ichiban was there and vaervLKjve #FUNNIEST DREAM OF MY LIFE but also the coziest one but also mr adachi... can we hang out again:( #blaming the fact i had my kirby plush for this one since it's round and soft like he was </3 #ok bye thats all i should be legally allowed to divulge bout my sicko dreams #it was just very funny waking up at the asscrack of dawn and being like Hang On....... What Was That..... #be yeah im an adachi stan now sorry team </3 maybe one day ill dream about one of my guys #tho i cant forget that period where i did just have ttm dreams for like. a week straight.... ok byebye fr now

[hoshigray]

Sit down for this one, alright? How bout a gigolo! Toji, who stumbles upon you? The reader's friends pay for his services to help ease your stress from work, and you begrudgingly have to accept the offer. And when you finally meet him, it's a night that you were not prepared for you, mentally and physically.

A/n: camgirl! reader this, prostitute! reader that; motherfuckers, if you don't slap your favs onto the field right tf now!!?? Gege himself said that Toji is a manwhore for money and women, so you know I'm running with this idea :/ Lol but fr tho, this was a prompt that has been itching me, plus I love making these scenario thingies!! I outta write them for the other JJK men when I have the time (or maybe y'all can send asks *shrugs*). All ik is that this hot dilf bastard would make a fine gigolo, I'd happily be broke ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Cw: gigolo! Toji x fem! reader - explicit content; minors DNI - age difference (reader is at least in their mid/late-20s) - implied that reader isn't a virgin, but does try new things w/ Toji - Daddy kink - fingering (f! receiving) - breast fondling - prone bone + cowgirl/riding positions - scratching (m! receiving) - cervix fucking - pet names (baby, cutie, good girl, mama, princess, sweetheart, sweet thing) - praise - overstimulation - impact play; spanking (1x) - Toji lowkey simping for the cute, shy reader.

Wc: 2.2k

Gioglo! Toji...

...whose been in the field not as long as his hitman occupation, yet it's a side hustle he's good at. Like, extremely good at. His age and rough appearance wouldn't have you guess that he does this sort of thing; however, men and women sigh in heavenly familiarity just from the sheer mention of his name. When you venture deep into the streets, it's no surprise to the average goer that he is [if not one of] the best gigolo in the game. The younger male escorts find it hard to compete with him, but it's pointless going up against a man of his caliber.

...who enjoys the gigs even when going with it for all these years. Money was the only reason he turned to this hustle in the first place, so, surprisingly, he's continued with this for as long as he can. Especially now that he has two kids and is well past his younger prime, he still uses his body on clients who can't get enough of him. And the number of his customers has stayed steadily high (if not increasing by the day) throughout the years.

But who is he to call this lifestyle off? Easy cash all from some good sex? Toji has no complaints about this side hustle.

...who states he has no favorites among his clients. There are the faces he'll remember — his returning loyal customers — and then the faces only there for a quick fuck and never to be seen again. Not that Toji cares about such things at all. As far as he's concerned, he's only in it for the money. So, as long as the cash looks appealing, he doesn't care what he has to do or has to do it with. Besides, you should never mix your personal life with your profession, especially with a heavily explicit and raunchy one such as this. He lived by that motto all those years and will resume doing so. No matter how hard they plea with doe eyes for him to stay longer, he'll just give them what they want; his deep verdant eyes contrasting his raven hair, his titillating smirk on his scarred lips whispering dirty words to their ears, and his muscular body that put them under his spell in the sheets.

Toji swears he has no favorites. So he thought...

...who is a name you weren't familiar with until your friends came to you, and you expressed nothing but sheer horror after they explained. Apparently, as the most stressed and workaholic person in the group, they thought it'd be a good idea to pitch in and schedule you a night with the infamous Toji Fushiguro. You've practically begged them to reconsider, pull back from the deal, bargained, anything! Even so much as calling one of them ("Please, please, please just call this thing off!" "Sorry, Y/n. He already accepted the offer, so we can't get the money back. Plus, you're gonna be in good hands, I promise! I was with him once, and my body was never the same. I saw him the second time and, literally, my puss—" "OKAY, I GET IT, I'M HANGING UP, BYE!!").

Your objections were directed to deaf ears, so to say you were nervous the night of Toji's arrival was far from comprehension. Coming home from work was hard enough throughout the entire week, becoming difficult to stomach day by day when the fateful day came. Because you never had experience with an escort or playboy before — let alone one who's supposedly well-known to your friends and the streets! Blood running cold as you constantly look at the time, your foot thumping on the ground, and your fingers fidgeting as you wait for the stranger listed to take your virginity away. And with the sudden knock on your door, your heart almost lept out from your mouth. Oh, fucking Christ...

...who surveys your entire appearance after you open the door for him. And he takes his time drinking in your pretty figure, your smooth skin, the alluring scent of your floral lotion, and the cami romper that exhibits your shoulders and thighs to his liking. He notes you avert your gaze when his eyes find their way to yours, and he snickers. Already, he knows he'll have fun with this. "Hey, cutie," Toji says, his gruff tone rare to your ears. "Y'r name's Y/n, right? Heard about you from y'r friends, said they wanted me to treat you."

You gulp before replying. "Yes, that's me...Oh! Please come in, Mr. Fushigu—"

"Toji's enough, sweetheart." He corrects you before entering inside, taking his shoes off at the front and entering the living room. "Nice place ya got. Did'ja wanna do this here? Because I was told to take you out somewhere."

You open your mouth to answer, but you meekly retract yourself. Toji notices your quiet display, chewing on your bottom lip while playing with the tied straps of your romper on your shoulder. Damn, so fuckin' cute. He walks up to you and brings a hand to lightly seize your chin with his thumb and forefinger, and you almost want to scream at the older man examining you like some treasure. "Ya nervous?" You give a shy nod. "Aww, y're a cute lil' thing, huh?"

With hot cheeks, you avert your gaze away from him again. Your modesty amused the older man, "Relax, baby. I'm gonna take good care of you, ya hear? If y're feelin' any pain or somethin', be sure to tell me." He has you turn to him again, caressing your cheek with his warm forefinger. Your lips quiver with anxiousness when you give another nod to him. And with that silent confirmation, you've accepted what happens next.

...who enjoys breaking you down as the night goes on. He has you on your bed with your back against his chest, and he does what he can to warm your body up to him. His big hands grope your breasts and tweeze your erect nipples until one slithers down to your drenched panties and forces a finger between your slick-coated folds. Your whimpers seep past your pretty lips, gasps of air exiting your system when the man kisses your neck and sucks on your skin.

"Mmmm, so tight 'round my fingers, mama," his hoarse voice vibrates his chest. You melt while he nibbles on your ear. "Spread them legs wide fr' me." With quivering limbs, you try to do what you're told, and more wails exit your mouth as he pushes his digits to and fro from your leaky chasm.

And the moment he finally has his dick inside you? Oh, Toji relishes the sensation of you around him. Fucking so deep in the prone bone position, he hammers his pelvis to your ass, and his balls smack onto your vulva coated in slick and come. Your moans fuel him to go harder and faster; the sight of you griping the sheets beneath and your ass jolting with every thrust turns him on too much.

"Haaah—Ahhhh!! Toji, oh God," it was your first time ever in this position, and it's so intense and electrifying with how harsh the older man propels himself to you. His cock scraping your most sensitive walls, you had given up concealing your screams long ago. "It's too much for—Mmmph!! 'S too muuuch..."

"Feelin' good there, princess?"

"Nmmph!! Y-Yess," drool starts to pool on the pillow you're resting on, but you're too occupied to feel ashamed of this lewd image you're exhibiting. "Feels so good, so goo—Ohhoooo!!" Your brows trench with eyes sewn shut, and your climax begins to climb quickly. With a choked cry, you come on Toji's dick for the second time that night, tears wetting the pillowcase while your cunt flutters on him as you release.

Regardless, Toji still ruts into you even when you're under a blissful haze, not until he's done with you. "Good girl, cummin' on my dick like that — Nmmph!!" He pulls out of you, spilling his load onto you, covering your asscheeks and lower back.

...who was surprised to see you again after a week, scheduling him with you on another weekend. Not like he had any objections to it, absolutely not. Because when he sees you give him a bashful smile and wave, he can't help but smirk and walk in your direction. "Well, hey, sweet thing." He'd greet and kiss your cheek before wrapping an arm around your shoulders. "Liked how I took care of you last time?"

You'd pull your stare to the ground yet give him a curt nod, the older man only finding your interaction adorable. "Uh-huh..." And Toji wastes no time wrapping an arm around your waist and walking with you to the nearest hotel.

And he's even more perplexed to see you two weekends after that...and the other two after that...Gradually, you've become a frequent client of his. That fact alone is enough to have him drop what he's about to do to have availability for you.

...who'd start to find himself slowly attracted to you the more you see him. It wasn't about the money when it came to you. In fact, no one knows you pay him significantly lower than the others. Can you blame him, though? When a doll like you always offers him to stay the night at your play after sex or treat him to meals sometimes, it's hard for the man to not feel some type of way about you. The two of you are aware that this relationship is founded on sex for the sake of your stress relief. Yet as the days go on, it's difficult for Toji to not fall in love and be enamored with your charming and sweet self.

Nevertheless, he'd be lying if he said the sex wasn't good between you two. Because it's quite the opposite, especially as Toji observes how sexually free you become with his visits. Whether it be you scratching on his back while he drills his dick into you, marking his tanned skin of your nails ("Oh, my God! I'm so sorry about that!" You'd apologize profusely, but he'd counter with a chuckle. "It's fine, cutie. It's not the first time I got scratched up by a kitten."). Or whether you'd allow him to convince you to try other positions — like his favorite, the full nelson.

Or, in times like this, when you'd have more confidence than before and ask if you'd ride him. And with a grin, Toji lies back and watches you bounce on his cock. An erotic image that he'd love to keep in his memory for as long as he can.

"Ohhh...Hmmm—Ahhnnn!!" Your cries as you straddle him in a desperate tempo, taking in his girth inch by inch, are music to his ears. The view of your beautiful, sweaty, hot body hopping on his dick is recorded with lustful forest-green eyes. "Ahhhh!! Feels so good, Toji, so—Ahhhh!!!"

"Not so fast there, sweetheart." Toji smacks your bare ass, prompting you to come down and lay your head on his shoulder. You look to see his eyes peer down to your teary ones."What's my name again?"

"Hmmm, sorry, Daddy," you correct yourself, your cunt twitching on his length when the title slips out. "Pleaseeee, forgive me—Eeeiiii!! Oh, Jesus..."

Toji grabs your butt with his hands, propelling them downward to match the jerk of his hips, and the tip of his length makes contact with your cervix. Choked sobs strain out from your throat as he kisses your temple. "Good girl, that's my fuckin' girl..."

Oh, fucking shit! It's coming. It's coming! "Daddy, please, I'm about to cum...Ohhhh, gonna cum—Mmmph!!" The older man silences you with his lips on yours, and you follow suit by wrapping your arms around his neck to deepen the passionate kiss. The motion of your hips goes erratic with his, your orgasm coming up for the both of you with the increased speed. It's there you two succumb to climaxing, the walls of your slit clasping around his cock while he pumps the last of his essence into you. Groans and whimpers are exchanged between clingy mouths.

A wave of calm soon calms the air and your sweaty frames stick together. He resumes kissing you until your sensitive body has had enough, removing your lips from his teasing teeth. "Thank you, Toji. Thank you..."

Even out of breath, his scarred lip uproots to a smirk. "Y're so fuckin' cute, ya know that, mama?"

...who understands he's breaking his own rule when it's just you. It's never good mixing business with personal life. He was in it for the money from the start, and that mentality has done him well throughout the years. Do whatever the clients ask, take the money, and move on. Can't attach yourself to them. Now, he's found himself going against his motto; enjoying his time with you more than any of the others he's been with, looking forward to seeing you again to enjoy having you to himself. Whenever you aren't around him, it's evident that you will cloud his mind until you text or call.

But as he's stated before: as long as their cash in front of him and both parties get what they want, there's no need to have favorites...However, as long it's just you, he'll always be willing to make an exception.

#𝑯𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ 𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔: 𝑺𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔 #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jjk smut #jjk x you #jjk imagines #jjk headcanons #toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #toji smut #toji x reader #toji fic #toji x y/n #toji headcanons #dilf toji #fushiguro toji x you #fushiguro toji x reader #fushiguro toji smut

[leclerckins]

bulls and horses [cl16]

❀ pairing (s) — charles leclerc x horner!reader

❀ desc — in which there is no way a red bull it girl and a certain ferrari driver is dating.....right?

❀ notes — hi! its dina! oh gosh tysm for 600 followers! <3!! and so sorry for being mia like ive been having the worst block ever BUT the whole redbull/ferrari sticker comedy show got me really inspired for this one! hehe hope u guys will like it!

ynhorner

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ynhorner things are always fun at the rbr garage! and we always win too so thats fun!

redbullracing u know its always a good weekend if yn horner is here!

rbrdominant THE BRAG LOVE IT

danielricciardo yn.jpg when?

verstappenwdc yn's race week dump is always the highlight of my day FR

f1 no one is gonna talk about the christian pic?

wagsf1 whats charles leclerc doing here tho? 👁️👁️

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc great to be back on the podium to wrap up the first half of the season! see you guys after the summer break!

leclercupdates HE GOT THE PODIUM AND THE GIRL

lec16 oh we all KNOW whos the real winner this weekend

carlossainz55 ferrari takeover on yn.jpg soon?

ferrarihostage christian bout to bring a huge ass tape next time round 😭

scuderiaferrari welcome to the best garage in the paddock! ynhorner

redbullracing pretty much sure she is still OUR girl

#charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc social media au #charles leclerc #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc instagram au #charles leclerc oneshots #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 imagine

[zvdvdlvr]

being on team 141 and being one of the youngest people in the team HCs [p.02]

𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢. ✦ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞!!

𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺: 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒋𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒔, 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 141, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈,

𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑺: 𝒖𝒏𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅

𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑬𝑹'𝑺 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑺𝑰𝑮𝑵: 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓

back at it again, its another fatherless rapscallion😭

100% believe you and soap call people bestie if you dont like them

ex: "soap come hither, i have tea on bestie chloe" and he comes barreling down the hall to hear the tea

lmfao speaking of soap

SOAP=WHINY MAN BABY

this man whines when you give him the silent treatment fo sheezy 💯

ghost thinks its really funny when soap watches you with a '☹' face evrry time you ignore him

gaz always knows everything because you know everything so you tell him its hilarious asf

anyways

you and gaz always be talkin about topher fr

(i dont have the of so an edit will do:)

HELLA INSIDE JOKES

price is highkey tired of your humor

"is there anything you need?" price "other than a father/mother? nope. thanks, tho" you *insert gaz laughing from the other room*, distressed price leaved the room, clutching at his sussy goofy wacky little hat

if you are fluent in spanish i strongly believe ghost will be scared of you

as i have been trading my spanish for german, i wont put anything else involving spanish, thanks 😍🙏

screaming judas in tge shower

ghost yelling at you to shut up

soap joining to annoy his babygorl

gaz humming along because lady gaga is goddess

price needing to leave the room

l m f a o

ok so like what if you're really good at card games, savvy?

you and 141 are laying low in a safehouse somewhere

soap finds a deck of cards, and everyone plays and/or watches

anyway you suggest playing manipulation

price immediately agrees, he hasnt played in a while but still thinks he could beat everyonr

ghost joins in, but gaz watches

what if you sat in his lap

no sorry my bad im in love

anyway

the first, like, three rounds everyones drawing like five cards

and price somehow ends up with two cards while everyones drawing cards

hes getting cocky, thinking that he'll go out first because of his amount of cards

HOWEVER

he had an ace

so that was virtually impossible to get rid of lmfao

anyhow,

price had on his poker face, and surprisingly, so did you

no one could tell you were able to get rid of the five cards in your hand only in the eighth round

bada bing bada boom you served the team their ass when you quickly arranged your cards into their appropriate piles

and then you look at everyone's flabberghasted expression

price is 😯🙁ing so hard

not only did price lose, he lost to one of the youngest people on the team

ghost is a sore loser tbh

"fuckin' hell, reaper. the hell you learn to play like that?" ghost "around" you shrug

price thinks about that all the time tbh

LETS TALK ABOUT THE TIME 141 FIRST SAW YOU SMOKING

after a somewhat rough mission, you go MIA

everyones worried; you generally let someone know whenever you go somewhere

but its hour 4 of you being gone and price is worried

you did this when the whole situation with alex went down, so price has limited experience with your MIA bouts

highkey feels bad he can't protect you emotionally :(

it was well below sun down when price found you

poor captain almost had a stroke when you saw you

you were outside sitting cross legged facing the direction which the sun had set, indicating you'd been there for a while

you had a lighter in your hand, lighting up cigarette number unknown

"what are you doing, kid?"

you had heard him coming so you didnt jump or anything you just shrugged

"do you want to talk about it?"

a mocking laugh fell from your lips, spewing out with smoke "nah."

price was at a loss. you had never acted like this before- cold and sharp

he moved to sit by you though </3

soon ghost trailed out, wondering where price was

an inky black mass caught his eye

but as he was making his way over, he saw a cigarette get smushed into the ground and a knew one being pulled from a pack

price didn't smoke cigarettes, he smoked cigars, so who would that be?

but then ghost heard your voice and an exhale and you had the cigarette

ghost: 😯

"hell's goin' on out here?" ghost grumbled, sitting on the other side of u, eyes widening at the amount of boxes at ur side

price answered when you didnt "getting some air"

ghost blinked at the cigarette hanging from your lips. okay

the guys tried to get you to talk but couldn't get anything out of you but a scoff or two

even when ghost offered to let you sleep in his room you said no :(((

after that you gathered your shit and left for the base leaving ghost and price concerned </3

whoa who broke my heart i sure am angsty today 😟💯

you didnt get any sleep that night btw

on another note

MOVIE NIGHTS WITH THE GUYS BUT GAZ INSISTS INSTEAD OF YOU

obviously he goes to you first

"hey y/n" :))) "do you wanna" :)))))) "watch a movie" :))))))))) "with us?" :))))))))))))

i'll be damned if you say no. 😐🔪

so you said yes 😍❤

he smiled so big </33

went to soap next

then pulled up the movie

with everyone ( minus ghost ), price couldn't say no 🙃

ghost pulled up, ffs 🤯

gaz chose either a horror movie or a horror movie

so you watched a horror movie 😁

gaz was probably clinging to you the whole time

so was soap probably

ghost was somewhat interested, but price fell asleep

his goofy snore is so loud bro im not even playing 🤧😭😭

if you have migraines you best believe everyone has midol/typenol for you

never ibuprofen tho bc after a mission if you had a headache, 141 might think you possibly had/have a brain bleed and wouldn't give you ibuprofen bc thats a blood thinner and could start another bleed

you and gaz have playlists for everyone

you both follow each other on EVERYTHING

if you were too poor (like me HDJSNEHDJEUZ) gaz would let you and only you on his netflix acc ❤

im sorry im a gazlvr

will probably edit later tbh

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞!!

@shadylilac

🤍

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[diorsluv]

feather , part 26

“ and it feels so good ”

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edwards.73

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edwards.73 my friends have become inseparable.. i fear the worst

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jackhughes luke saw this post and screamed like a girl

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lhughes_06

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lhughes_06 movie night 🎥

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username37 the way ethan immediately shut her up

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trevorzegras it was the fucking notebook wasn’t it

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adamfantilli we just increased kleenex sales by a shit ton

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_quinnhughes where the fuck did you find a projector

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next chapter notes ) more and more fluffity fluff posts ☺️☺️ i literally put these two through hell with the dickwad bf and the obsessed fling so i decided let’s make them a little happy

tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s @jackquinnswife @freds-slut @love4ldr @blueeyedbesson @43hughes @v1olentdelights @dancerbailey3 @random-human02 @ho3forfakeguys @loveforaugust @crazycat-ladys-blog

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[hopelesslyromanticshark]

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ My Grease-Covered Hero

content: leo valdez x daughter of posiedon! reader fic warnings: language and fast pace fr author's note: this is me core at its finest. this is me as a person. wouldn't be caught dead in sweatpants unless i am flying or dying. and i have nothing against people in sweatpants, in fact i am a bit jealous. but some people just never get over winning best dressed as a senior superlative (its me, i'm some people)

can i get a kiss? and can you make it last forever? i said I'm 'bout to go to war (uh-huh) and I don't know if i'ma see you again can I get a kiss? (can I?)

leo was woken up by his phone buzzing and ringing out the chorus of ‘see you again’ by tyler, the creator. only one person in his phone had a specialized ringtone, which is why his hands were blindly searching through his sheets to find the little metal box. finally, his fingers managed to grasp the phone and he pulled it up to his ear, yawning against the back of his hand as he slowly sat up in bed.

“hey, mamacita,” he spoke, clearing his throat to lose the morning voice even though he knew she loved it.

“leo, i’m sorry, i know you’ve got late mornings on thursdays but-” the girl heaved into the phone, getting cut off by stuttering breaths and the sniffling of her nose. leo was instantly awake, his brows furrowing at her state.

“y/n, you need to breathe, honey. it’s okay, no ones mad, just talk to me,” leo comforted, picturing tears rolling down her cheeks and her bloodshot eyes which felt like a knife to his heart. he often had to tell y/n that no one was upset with her, a normal assumption she had picked up from her mother and father, the temperamental sea god. he listened as y/n took a few deep breaths through the phone before trying again.

“my car is making a weird noise, i woke up late, the outfit i planned out last night looked so bad this morning that i’m in sweatpants. sweatpants, leo, sweatpants. i have like fifteen minutes to get to my class but i can’t stop crying in the parking lot and- and i hate sweatpants,” y/n moaned into the phone, a new wave of tears brimming her eyes. he could see her, curled up in the driver seat with the phone held in her shaky hands.

“okay, okay, i've got a plan. you go to class, i’ll come by at lunch, check out the car and bring you a change of clothes. how’s that sound, baby?” leo offered, knowing he had nothing going on today. he was enrolled in some fancy block schedule high school, which gave him thursdays off every week. which he was grateful for on a whole new level today, the sound of y/n’s relieved tears sounding like it was straight from the heavens.

“thank you, thank you, thank you,” y/n mused into the phone, over exaggerated kissing noises as well. leo laughed, shaking his curls out as he glanced out at the rising sun.

“yeah, yeah. i’ll text when i’m there, okay? enjoy your class, love you,” leo mused into the phone, smiling wider at her laughs.

“okay, hammer head, i’ll see you later. i love you more,” she laughed into the phone, promptly ending the call before leo had time to argue.

he rolled his eyes at her, shooting off a text claiming he loved her most before crawling out of bed. he got dressed quickly, grabbing his tool bag and keys as he left, informing his foster parents of his plans as he scampered out of the door. he pulled up outside of the jackson-blofis household, producing a key that sally had insisted leo take, sick of the climbing through the windows from both him and annabeth. he opened the door, walking in and being met by a surpirsed paul, who held a sandwich in one hand and a baby bottle in the other.

“…hey, leo,” paul prompted, nervously glancing about.

“oh, hey, sir, i’ve just come to get some clothes for y/n. she’s having a rough day,” leo explained, rocking on the balls of his feet. he’s met y/n’s biological father and been less nervous around him. and he's a god that could smite leo for sneezing wrong.

“that would explain the stomping around this morning. poor girl,” replied paul before waving leo off to y/n’s room as estella whined and made grabby hands towards the man.

leo waved to the little girl as he easily made this way through the apartment, swinging y/n’s door open. he walked in, shaking his head at the pile of clothes on her bed, surely from the morning. she usually kept her room painfully organized, which leo had a habit of messing up, not that she cared much. leo dug through the pile for a moment before pulling her pair of flare leggings out, remembering she told him once they went with everything. he grabbed one of her tops, a low neck dark red one that he loved. finally, he made the impromptu decision to grab her makeup bag, knowing she’d want to at least fix her mascara. he shoved it all into a tote bag and began to make his way out of the apartment.

“thanks, sir, i’m off,” leo called and paul called with similar wishes of safe travels.

leo, knowing he still had some time, made a sneaky stop for iced coffee for her before making his way to her college campus. she had texted him her lot and spot earlier. plus, it was a cobalt blue vw beetle, kinda hard to miss. he pulled up next to it, scrolling through his phone to pass the time until he heard her voice approaching.

“oh, don’t even worry about it, katie! i don’t even use my physical copy anymore, the online version is just easier for me,” y/n’s voice mused and leo couldn’t stop the smile that took over his lips as he leapt out of his truck, approaching her car with her tote bag and coffee in hand. she was, in fact, in a pair of sweatpants but leo still thought she was the most gorgeous girl he’d ever seen. and he’d seen the goddess of beauty (who took a striking resemblance to y/n when they’d met but he's sure that's unrelated.)

“there’s my sweet girl,” he spoke, y/n’s eyes instant darting from her classmate to leo, a large smile taking over her face.

“leo!! aww, you didn’t have to get me coffee,” the girl whined, though she quickly stole it from his hands and took a sip while leaning into his side. he rolled his eyes at her words with a smile.

“please, you love coffee more than you love me,” he huffed, winking jokingly over at her friend. leo briefly introduced himself and shook her hand, katie responding similarly but she was clearly shy.

“that could change if you can fix my car,” y/n sang jokingly, tossing him her car keys as she pulled the passenger door open, dropping her stuff off into the seat before reaching into the back and producing some book. leo had popped the hood already, looking around for problems and what not.

“here, katie. keep it for as long as you need. oh, and i already started highlighting before i got the online version, i think to chapter three,” stated y/n, setting the book into the girl’s hands. she looked up at y/n like she’d hung the stars in the sky.

“thank you, y/n, truely,” katie managed to get out, returning the bright smile y/n gave her.

“of course! if you wanna plan a study session for that book, just shoot me a text,” y/n replied, waving the girl off before turning to leo, who was deep inside her car's engine.

“hey, lee? you got my clothes?” she questioned, folding her arms on the car before resting her head against. leo glanced over at her with a smile, reaching into his tool belt for something which he managed to magically produce.

“yeah, i put it in your driver's seat. leggings and that red top,” leo huffed, pulling out a flashlight and somehow going even deeper into the car.

“the one you love?” she asked with a smirk and leo pretended not to hear her as his cheeks began to tint red. y/n laughed before walking away, to assumable change in his car, which had more space. a few minutes later, y/n came bounding up to him as he was no longer leaning into the car. she collided with his side, leo laughing as he wrapped his arm around her but kept his fingers away to avoid getting grease on her.

“better?” he asked and she nodded against his chest, causing the boy to press a kiss to her temple.

“good, because your tits look great,” leo joked with a wink, y/n laughing with a shake of her head.

“i’m not wearing a bra, leo,” she told him, glancing down to see what all the fuss was about.

“i think we should abolish bras then. let's start with yours, i'm your guy if you wanna burn 'em,” continued leo, getting more joy from hearing her little giggles.

“did you fix my car or not, repair boy?” y/n mocked, earning her a playful smack against her hip.

“you know i hate that nickname,” he huffed with a smile, knowing he only liked it out of her pretty lips but shaking his head at the girl, “and yes, i did fix it.”

“awww, my grease-covered hero,” y/n mused, taking his face into her hands, holding him a few inches away from her before pressing their lips together. leo leaned into her lips easily, enjoying the lip gloss that transferred to his lips and the way her hands felt against his cheeks. and even though he hated coffee, he thought it was becoming his new favorite as he could taste it on the girl’s lips.

“you got time to catch lunch?” leo asked as they pulled apart, opening his eyes to see the lovestruck look she was giving him.

“for you? always.”

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #heroes of olympus x reader #hoo #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez