#tommy’s hand is FUCKED. idc

[chronicowboy]

also sorry we have not talked enough about buck and eddie going to the same restaurant for their dates. like ???? that is 100% one of Their Spots right. like the wait staff are definitely in the back gossiping about the breakup and the new partners right.

#sami rambles #can't believe i forgot to post this yesterday 😭 #SAME FUCKING RESTAURANT #HUSBANDS!!! #(idc if tommy chose the restaurant im clinging to this with my cold dead hands) #911 spoilers #buddie #buck x eddie #911 spec

[kadwrites]

the shelby charm | T.S

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summary ; tommy demonstrates his charm on an unsuspecting girl.

warnings ; idk bad writing? arranged marriage trope, soft!tommy bc hes so babygirl idc,

a/n ; let me know what you guys think! and im so glad you guys are liking this series <3 i genuinely didnt even think id write a second part but here we are ig

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"she what?" madeline asks with a gasp , her jaw is dropped.fiona froze mid-sip with her eyes wide open

"i know!" you nod , leaning in closer with your arms resting on the dining table. your eyes are wide, and you're laughing, still in disbelief of what happened.

it was around 8 in the morning, madeline and fiona dropped by early, they were too curious and excited to wait any longer.

celest is pacing around the table, with her 1 year old daughter rose , in her arms as she bounces her, shaking her head as if she can't believe it happened. you already told her the whole story, but she's still somehow taken aback

your parents are still asleep, the house is lit by the warm morning sunlight,  the scent of tea and toasted bread wafts around the house.

"she said ya cornered 'er? really?" madeline repeats what you said

"what else did she say to 'im?" fiona asks with a raised brow, she leans in closer as well

"i don't know , he didn't tell me anything besides that" you mutter, taking a bite of your slightly burned toast

"and he drove ya home?" fiona wiggles her brows at you 

"aye , he did. because that aunt of his left me stranded in that fucking office."

"she probably did that on purpose." celest adds with a laugh

"of course she fucking did" you say with a sigh

"he insisted on driving ya home aye?" celest teases , she sits on the table with you, bouncing rose on her lap.

"what kind of man would let a defenseless woman walk alone in the dark streets of birmingham" you resent that it made you feel giddy, you really did. it was just a polite gesture, you tell yourself.

"and what did he say to 'er afterwards?" fiona looks at you intently, too invested in the story to tease you.

"so that woman walks in yeah, and she walks straight to 'im. at that point she hadn't even said a word to me. and asks 'im to sign a fucking paper or something" you tuck a strand behind your ear and bringing your chair closer to the table. "and he says oh so y've met my fiancee ?"

at your words, everyone squeals  and giggles 

"would you shut up? it wasn't like that." you say with a whine, covering your face slightly 

"why else would he say that then?"

"to make 'er jealous? i dont know" you furrow your brows, taking another bite of toast 

"he did it to let 'er know what 'er place is" celest nods as she speaks, her daughter watches all of you , babbling as if adding to the conversation.

"anyways" you wave a dismissive hand "she said that she did and then he tells 'er that i'll be visiting the office often and he'd like 'er make me feel welcomed when hes not around"  you hold back a small smile that threatened to escape you.

it's childish, really. you didn't know the man, hell only a week ago, you hated the sound of his name.

all of them giggle and squeal, again. as if they were school girls

"i bet she cried 'erself to sleep that night" fiona snorts a laugh, sipping her tea 

"did you ask 'im if he's sleeping with 'er?" madeline chimes in

"i did, and he said he wasn't" you shrugged, leaning back on the chair

"and do ya believe 'im?" celest asks, not in a mocking or sarcastic way. she's genuinely curious 

"i think i do?" you sigh, then lick your lips "he seemed honest enough i guess? he hardly seems like the kind of man that would give two fucks if he hurt my feelings so i doubt he'd lie about it for my sake"

"but isn't he a bit of a whore?" fiona's draw together as she looks at celest then back at you 

"he is but what im saying is i don't think there's any reason for 'im to lie, its not like we're in love or anything" you rest your chin on you hand, 

"ask polly" celest is still holding her daughter, feeding her small pieces of bread "that woman knows everything" she mutters 

"and say what? hello mrs gray, would ya please tell me if your nephew is fucking his secretary?"

before any one else could talk , a knock on the door makes all of you go quiet , you looked at celest and clicked your tongue "ya just had to say 'er name didn't ya?"

alas , when you opened the door it wasn't polly gray's smirk that greeted you , but the icy blue eyes of her nephew.

"thomas" you're almost dumbfounded, your mouth slightly opened, you blink a couple of times. 

"y/n."

his voice was slightly deeper than you remember, or maybe it was the trance that made it seem that way.

"what are you doing here?" you tilt your head.

behind you, fiona and madeline are trying to snag a peek, you can hear their muttering but you hope he doesn't 

"i would like ya to come by the office today,"

"why?" you stare at him, he's standing on your doorstep, in his suit, coat, and infamous hat.

"there are some things we need to go over."

you then realize that he's been standing on your doorstep, you step back, opening the door "im sorry, come in."

you hear the footsteps of madeline and fiona they scurry up the stairs, celest hides in the kitchen

you walk him back to the living room, and he sits down on the sofa "ya had company over?"

you look back at the dining table, then at him

"sort of."

"who?"

"some friends"

he humms and nods, still looking at you, but that tension is broken when you hear the sound of rose babbling, you look down and shes crawling on the floor.

she probably escaped while celest was too busy eavesdropping 

he looks at her as well , "who's baby is this?"

you bend down to pick her up, and she giggles "she's rose, my sisters daughter."

you just smile at her, as she stares back at tommy then back at you, as if asking you who that man is

he stands up, his finger grazes her cheek "she looks a lot like you."

you humm, looking at her "because i look like celest"

"may i?" he asks you as he looks at her

you hesitate, rose is a fussy baby. "she's really fussy."

"i'll give 'er back if she cries."

you let him pick her up, and he just stares back at her for a while before you see his dimples peek through. "i think shes too shocked to even cry" he mumbles 

you watch, you're both amused and mesmerized "me and 'er both."

he looks at you "what? i thought ya knew that i 'ave a son."

"i did, but i didn't know you were the baby carrying kind of dad."

"i carry 'im whenever i can."

whenever i can , you forgot how much his work probably takes away. from him and his son.

he's so gentle with her though, as she looks at him inquisitively, curiously grabbing onto his coat. he takes off the hat and drops it on the sofa, so she wouldn't cut herself.

"can you hold 'er while i go change?"

"i think i can manage, just don't be too long" 

you hurry and go up the stairs, so she wouldn't notice your absence and cry. and at the top of the stairs, you're greeted with the faces of fiona and madeline as they try to hold back their squeals 

"shhhh!!" you put a finger against your lips and push them into your room 

they start silently squealing, if there is such a thing "he is such a dish."

"oh my god, oh my god"

"did ya see 'im holding rose? that was such a domestic moment between you two, i bet youre already falling for 'im aye?" fiona is almost vibrating with excitement 

"shut up." you mutter as you change your clothes "im tired of this family's surprise visits." you turn to the vanity, fixing your hair, putting on some makeup.

"look at 'er, rushing to look good for 'er fiance" fiona teases 

"or maybe it's for that pesky secretary? to show 'er that he's 'yours' ?" madeline wiggles her brows

"when i said that the novel you two read was ruining you, this is what i meant" you mumble as you put your lipstick down, and grabbing a pair of pearl earrings, they'll probably do.

you grab a coat from the closet and walk out ,ignoring the teasing noises of your friends. you hear rose's laugh and you just smile instinctively as you make your way down. when you reach the doorway, you see him throwing her in the air, not too high though just enough to get her to laugh.

"ah i see y've won 'er over." you walk closer, standing before him "so this is the shelby charm , then?"

a soft smile takes over his lips "she's easily impressed."

you reach for her, and he gives her back to you. 

"ya can go to the car now, i'll just go put 'er in the crib."

he nods , taking his hat and putting it back on as he walks out of the house.

"you can come out now!" you call for celest and she rushes out of the kitchen and grabs her daughter 

"what's with the smile?" she asks you with a knowing look 

"what ? can't i smile without you lot thinking im in love with 'im now?" you turn around and walk to the door, putting your shoes on. you didn't even know you were still smiling.

celest just lets out a laugh, as she bounces rose

"say what ya want, i know ya better than ya think i do."

you glare at her before leaving the house and walking to the car, you see him leaning against it before walking and opening the passenger door for you.

you get in the car, and a moment later he does too, and you pray to whoever is looking over you that this car ride won't be awkward.

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@tardisloverz , @optimisticsandwichgladiator , @theshelbyslimited , @illuminwtesz

#thomas shelby x reader #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby imagine #thomas shelby imagine #peaky blinders fanfiction #peaky blinders imagine #tommy shelby fanfiction #thomas shelby fanfiction #kadwrites

[freehounyaoi]

HALF LIFE VRAI (+gorgeous & og gordon) HEADCANONS IF YOU EVEN CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BENREY WOOO

during. the end, he had 2 extra eyes, one above his left eye one below his right eye, now he has scars where they laid, they’re faint but he. is autistic im sorry he’s too me to not be he had a tail during the end too faint freckles ^_^ he REALLY likes red meat he likes blue flavor, not blueberries, not blue raspberry, blue stubble YAYY specifically in end, benreys feet to knees and hands to elbows fade into rlly dark blue/black looks like he’s dying of illness but like. has never been sick disassociates very often very touch very very touchy polyamorous, exes with forzen & is now crushing on both Tommy & gordon orphaned, kinda lived on his own since he isn’t human, picked his own name doesn’t actually have brothers, he’s a loser breaths through his mouth esp when he’s comfortable weird but like imagine he’s cuddled up to someone and he just yeah

COOMER YAYYY

fat, idc i’m right

gender-fluid, transmasc & gay ^_^ old man yaoi with bubby YAYYY

cool little funky punching enhancement thingies

big ol’ doe brown eyes

brunette hair before he started graying

after the resonance cascade he retired, they deserve it

has nightmares over clones. a lot, a big lot

autistic, everyone knows the science team kinda is autistic,

going off the autistic thing, one of his vocal stims is hello gordon

loves talking, loves it so much, he loves just talking to people she likes

has a high score on punch out & that one punching game where you punch the punching bag to get evaluated on

the reason is divorced because he realized he was gay

hawaiian shirts FTW!!

(most of these are somewhat canon, holly (his va) headcanons him as transmasc, short and stocky, and 5’4!)

Bubbster

Intersex & bisexual (idc if gir hcs him as straight it’s my world now/pf)

if he didn’t live with Coomer after the resonance cascade, he’d probably just be a basement dweller and just sit in the corner and cry

Bionic legs :3

canonically test tube baby, he’s probably really freaked the fuck out over it & has had genuine panic attacks over being artificially made, only in front of coomer

literally always has epi-pens for coomer

naturally(?) ginger idk what you wanna consider it, he’s canonically like 6 but in my head he’s like 67, he’s been locked in black mesa for 67 years

blue eyes

has a leather jacket with a tiger on it he will wear just to do so

has made the science team watch scrubs.. twice

picks at skin as a stress tick

has tourettes

near blind

when he got his bionic heart he died so he will sometimes just be like “hey guys i’ve died before”

being put back in the tube after betraying gordon was one of the worst things he’s been through, it was terrifying

GORDON FEETMAN!!!

also fat

joshua exists but he was an accidental pregnancy (gordon seahorse father yayy)

ftm based off last hc, that’s just canon cuz i said so

joshua is like, 9 in my head so gordon had him at like 18

bisexual

has a crush on benrey (canon but yk)

mexican and african

curly ass hair, takes really good care of it, always smells nice

bilingual

blind in left eye, 25% prescription in right eye

feels guilty as fuck even when everyone would joke about him being the cause of the RC

also autistic

wayne did not dk him justice when he lost his hand, he was screaming so gutturally loud it was painful, he strained his voice so bad, the pain was so excruciatingly terrible

tommy genuinely was the only one he could trust after benrey & bubby turned their backs on him, and that sucked because his feelings for benrey before that point were getting to him

only was adamant about not being friends with benrey at the end because of the betrayal, he wanted to hate benrey

tommy is like his. comfort friend, he doesn’t have to worry about him.. he does but he always feels comfy around him

Tommy cool man

Autistic, ADHD, PTSD and OCD

G man species, half human

strawberry enthusiasts:3 (me too)

every flavor tic tac enthusiast, always give the science team tic tacs like all the time

not very good at games enjoys playing them though

very touchy for multiple reasons

Sunkist service dog for multiple things as well, helps with panic attacks, PTSD symptoms, anxiety attacks etc

Tommy doesn’t know how Sunkist was trained to do all this, he made her sk he just kinda accepts it for how she is, and loves her

compression hugs, likes being laid on top of, it’s comforting

looks scrawny but can like. genuinely pick up all the science team & benrey with ease

started collecting propeller hats after the RC

the reason he can read sweet voice is cuz g-man species

thinking about getting a cat, maine coon or norwegian forest cat, he likes big ass animals

Sunkist is LARGE like large as fuck for a golden Tommy made sure she was huge

milk enjoyer :3 drinks it with most of his meals

wears readers

ANGEL KISSES!! (moles or beauty marks whatever you wanna call them)

tooth gap :3

walks on tiptoes

Gorgeous

6’7

cuts his hair into a fringe, lets it grow out to shoulder length, then cuts it fringe, never ending cycle

beauty marks man

freckles too

nobody fucking knows his trauma

doesn’t understand why he can understand cicero?? he just.. can??

learned ASL as a kid

clearly has some form of mommy issues he will not touch on

wears solid colors, he doesn’t wear shirts with decals, or anything, a. he doesn’t like them. b. for ASL purpose, it’s recommended to wear light/dark clothes (light in his case) depending on your skin tone to MAKE it easier to read sign, usually in light pink

prefers skirts cuz.. they’re comfy, usually knee & ankle length.. sometimes he will wear mini skirts……. cuz he’s gross

actually hates head crabs.

would be a nudist if it was sociably acceptable

actually really enjoys video games! he doesn’t talk about it, he’s good at them too

he’s a dog person, he wants a saint bernard

freeman YAYY

6’

beauty marks

patchy beard

dark hazel eyes

starting to grey, short pony tail

has scars from his HEV suit

actually lost his hearing DUE to the RC, his mother was deaf so that’s why he knows ASL, it completely shot out his hearing

has always dressed nice

cat person

Alyx is like his daughter to him

i can’t decide if he’s trans or not

same situation with gorgeous, he wears solid colors for ASL purpose

him and cicero have yet to find a way to communicate

when he found out alyx learned ASL for her boyfriend (this is canon, was planned for episode 3) he was over the moon

enjoys IASIP (it’s always sunny in philadelphia)

scary when he’s pissed off

G-Manual samual

major RBF

scottish

moles kuz hes kawaii

wears readers

hes autistic

going on with him being autistic, the fabric his suits are a comfort fabric to him

enjoys sitcoms

drinks his coffee straight black

he is trans masc to me

praises his employers like god tbh

if he were to drink, which he doesnt, his go to drink would be rum on ice

some form of alien, not from xen though, no one knows where hes from

some type of holy creature??? he cant die?? hes weird

you'll never see it but he doesnt bleed red, his blood is black

enjoys fishing

goes to bed at 11pm, wakes up at 4am hes weird

hes also the best father ever???

songs that remind me of science team members + benrey the 6th

Benrey the 6th

I Will - Mitski

Kiss Me, Son Of God - They Might Be Giants

I’m Gonna Win - Rob Cantor

Mad World - Tears for Fears

We Will Commit Wolf Murder - Of Montreal

Gallery Piece - Of Montreal

Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Tears for Fears

The Party's Crashing Us - Of Montreal

Tommy Coolman

Living Island - POGO

Fireflies - Owlcity

Teenage Dirtbag - Weetus

rises the moon - liana flores

Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy - Queen

Head Over Heels - Tears for Fears

#half live vr but the ai is self aware #hlvrai #dr bubby #dr coomer #gordon freeman #hlvrai dr bubby #hlvrai dr coomer #gordon freemind #gorgeous freeman #benrey #tommy coolatta #benry #benrey hlvrai #bubby #half life #half life au #headcanonsd #headcanons #i like men #gay??? #gay pride #gay

[nosesitter]

Boss!Joel Miller pt 2

2.3k words

It’s Monday and it’s time to be bent over a desk.

a/n: after 4 months being off birth control I’ve finally gotten my period. Feeling like death but the ideas are pouring out. Next thing I post is more than likely going to be very dubcon, dumb innocent reader and evil Joel and Tommy Miller I need both of them ASAP and idc who judges me

⚠️: boss!joel, mean!joel, spanking, oral m,f receiving, breath play, throat fucking, BRIEF mention of ass play, fingering, spiting, tongue fucking, p in v, no condom pull out and pray 😀, squirting, cream pie, mmm maybe slight voyeurism, office/public sex.

Sitting in the parking garage of your office building there’s been a bubbling feeling in you since you opened your eyes this morning. You look over at the pair of heels sitting in their box that you bought brand new this weekend. Thinking about how Joel was acting that night when you had dressed slutty made you rethink your wardrobe. A black pencil skirt, buying it did make you skeptical but when you put it on it honesty hugged your lower figure nicely. White blouse, the first couple buttons undone for dramatic effect, so it won’t show underneath you’re also wearing a white lace bra.

Taking a deep breath you turn off your car and open the door before stepping out you slip on the pointy black heels, wondering what Joel would think. You walk to the elevator and have to remember that you’re not at your old office anymore and press the button for Joel’s floor, now half yours. Before the door could close an arm slips right through opening back up.

“Glad I caught ya!” It’s Tommy he’s looking very good this morning. Hair slicked back still wet from a shower. His cologne so strong and good it fills the whole elevator.

“How’s your grandma?” He asks as the elevator begins to go up.

“She’s doing better, she was happy to see me. We hung out had dinner, really nice night.” You feel as if Tommy believed none of that as he just gives you a ‘mmm’ and continues to stand there smiling like he knows a secret. You decide not to play into it and just stay silent. It’s Joel’s younger brother of course he told him you think to yourself but can’t help but feel a little hurt that he couldn’t just shut up.

The elevator dings and then opens. Tommy lets you walk out first and then parts ways to Joel’s office. Behind the white stained glass you can see Joel’s shadow standing at his window while the sun shines right through. You look over to your office and just head over there not wanting to be the elephant in the room. Opening the door to your office you see a bouquet of roses sitting right on your desk. It honesty catches you off guard. Rounding your desk you grab the note right from the top and open it up.

Can’t wait to put my mouth to work on you later! xx JM

The smile on your face is stupid and goofy but it makes you want to twirl around. You remain calm and just focus on the feeling of your clit pulsing in your panties. Suddenly taken from your thoughts and back into your office comes Tommy and Joel. Taking the note in your hand and crumbling it immediately and tossing it into the first drawer you open.

“Well well well, who are these from?” Tommy asks as he comes over to sniff the roses from his brother. You shrug your shoulders and make eye contact with Joel who’s been looking at you since he walked in. Excitement fills your body as he sneaks a wink at you then his face goes stoic as Tommy turns back to him.

“The sourpuss and I just wanted to come over and welcome you to the top floor, also if you’re not doing anything for lun-“ Joel’s quick to interject he had hoped to have you spread open on his desk, your panties wrapped around his cock and his face buried deep in between your legs.

“I won’t be joining I have a big meeting.” That’s all he says and Tommy just sits there, eyes squinted at him. Tommy’s his supervisor if Joel had a big meeting he’d know.

“Right, well if you change your mind it could just be us two.” Tommy sends a wink your way and you can feel your cheeks heat up at the attention. Joel notices this. He just continues to sit there even after Tommy’s left just looking at you situate your stuff on your new desk.

“Take your panties off.” You look up at him from your laptop and feel that pulse in your clit come back. You knew you’d get eaten out but didn’t think it would happen this early. Standing from your desk you come around and stand right in-front of Joel. He’s sitting there in your leather chair man spreading obviously. Your hands go for the zipper on the side of your skirt, not wanting to break eye contact with Joel he licks his lips as you let the skirt fall and bunch around your heels.

Anyone could walk into your office the door isn’t locked at all. The rush, the excitement, the loud pulse in your clit it’s all so much. Joel’s eyes glare down to your white lace thong that barely covers your pussy. He inhales through his nose and leans forward to pull you closer to him by your hips. Stepping out your skirt you move forward as he just sets his head on your lower abdomen. His fingers begin to pull down the band of your panties. Your hands going for his shoulders to steady yourself as he slips the lace past your calves and around your ankles.

“There’s already a wet spot in here slut.” Joel holds your panties up to you to show you your arousal that he caused. It almost feels like he’s rubbing your face in it. Like you couldn’t not think about him and his cock for a few minutes. Joel’s hand goes straight for your neck as he pulls you down to his level.

“Over my lap now.” You haven’t bothered speaking. You know anything you have to say Joel won’t care he does as he pleases and doesn’t care because who’s going to stop him? Looking over to the door once again and thinking about the various voices passing by, the work phones ringing, and Tommy who could come back at any moment looking for his brother.

You place a hand on the chair and feel your body involuntarily move over his thighs. You couldn’t stop even if you tried you want this and he knows you want this. You ass is completely out and laying over him. The air causing goosebumps to rise all across your skin Joel notices and begins to rub his warm big hand over your ass.

You try to brace for the moment he slaps you but he just keeps rubbing your skin. After a few seconds of him doing this your guard goes down and within a split second Joel makes his move. His right hand going up and his left hand that holds you panties going over your mouth to muffle your screams. His hand comes down and a twack echos the walls of the room. He rubs it again and then gives you another spank. This time he whispers into your ear.

“You like the attention Tommy gives you?” You shake your head no while tears begin to fill the corners of your eyes. “He’s just a spoiled younger child who wants what I have.” His hand comes down a third and final time with a lot more force than the first two causing you to squirm around. Without a doubt there’s a wetness spreading around like honey between both of your thighs. Joel’s anger is turning you on beyond belief. Fighting over you like you’re a toy. This is the Joel you know the mean dick everyones scared of, but you don’t mind the sweet Joel who sends you flowers talking about eating you out.

Joel presses a kiss to your head then helps you stand. “I don’t think I’m going to be sitting for a bit.” He just chuckles as he stands and rearranges his hard on into the band of his belt. You hold your hand out for your thong but Joel just pockets it and begins to walk out.

“I’m having lunch in my office so be there.” He sends you a wink and instead of your cheeks blushing your clench around nothing thinking about your time later.

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You’ve been watching the seconds pass by extra slow since your interaction with Joel and the planning of your exciting lunch date. Sitting in your chair finally ass kinda sore and your wetness seeping into your skirt. By the time 1 rolls around you can’t even think about eating anything when you’ve been promised an orgasm. You stand from your desk and head over to Joel’s office feeling the wetness drip down your thighs.

You knock lightly and then let yourself inside. There he is behind his desk on the phone. He gives you a sly smile and then scoots his rolling chair out. You just stand there looking at him as he’s so focused, you know he wanted to eat you out but you can’t help but tease him right now. Gathering your hair on one side you begin to fall to your knees. Still talking on the phone he tries to shake his head no to you but you’re not going to listen. You grab at his belt and begin to unbuckle it. Putting your hand inside of his underwear band you pull his cock out that’s beginning to harden in your hand.

He holds his hand over the phone. “Please, just want to taste you- nothing Paul just talking to Tommy.” You giggle as you begin to kitten lick his tip tasting the tangy precum gathering at the top. He lets out a sigh as you wrap your lips around the head and swirl your tongue around him.

“Let me call you back with those results Paul, I’ll see you at the golf course this Saturday!” He says sounding pretty excited to end the phone call. The phone slams on the receiver and Joel’s lets out a loud groan and then as your whole mouth is over his dick he grabs your nose and the back of your head and begins to fuck your mouth roughly.

“Why can’t ya’ fucking listen, damn slut.” As tears begin to spill out your eyes you try to close them to focus on not gagging on Joel’s thick cock stretching your throat.

“Uh uh baby open those eyes, lemme see ‘em.” Your hands pushing on his thighs, his fingers closing your nose. It’s scary that you can’t breathe but absolutely erotic that he has that control. He lets go and stops trusting into your throat causing you to lean back onto your thighs trying to catch your breath, wiping away the stings of spit falling from your mouth.

“Get that skirt off and lean over the desk, fucking slut.” He pulls you up roughly by your arm and stands with you, untucking his shirt from his pants and loosening the black tie around his neck. Once again your hands are reaching for the zipper and letting the skirt bunch around your ankles the wetness between your thighs hitting the air and sending a chill through your body. You can hear Joel’s chair squeak as he sits back into it and rolls toward your welcoming cunt. His lips pressing a kiss to your wet entrance. Taking a deep breath there’s a knot in your stomach that can’t wait to unravel right here on Joel’s desk. His tongue curving up to lick from clit to your other puckered hole causing you to bend back up but Joel’s quick to push you back down with one hand.

“Maybe one day I can give this other hole some love, maybe put a plug in ya’.” He gives it another kiss then brings his fingers to your clit.

“Look at that you’re drippin’ doll. All smeared in your thighs you’ve been thinking about this, huh?” Soft whimpers are coming from your mouth as Joel slowly traces his fingers around your entrance he’s expecting an answer from you but you’re too horny right now to think.

His pointer and middle fingers push right into you and curve up your mouth falling open as you’re immediately feeling full from his two fingers. You might be soaking wet but that doesn’t stop Joel from spitting right at his fingers gushing into your cunt. The noises you hear make you moan in ecstasy as the burn disappears and his tongue begins to lick and soak up your upcoming orgasm. A hard slap comes down on you ass jump starting your brain to answer your boss.

“I’ve been thinking about this all weekend, sir.” You can never lie to Joel especially when he’s tongue fucking you. His beard scratching the back of your thighs as his big nose is pressing onto you his tongue rapidly swirling inside of you.

“Oh fuck I need to fuck you again.” His mouth separates from you as he stands and then immediately slides himself inside of you giving you no time to get used to his thick cock. He bottoms out quickly you can feel all that spit and cum just press against the both of y’all. Your hands begin pushing little things off. A cup holding pens, his stapler, a picture of him and Tommy. Grasping the front of the desk you brace for each thrust Joel gives you.

“C’mon baby make some noise, everyone’s gone for lunch it’s just us, please I wanna hear you scream my name.” Joel gets wrapped up in your cunt and he’s singing sweet symphonies in your ear. Begging so sweetly that you give in to what he wants. Your legs are spread and shaking, your heels clicking against the ground below you. Joel’s hand comes around your leg and right to your clit as he begins to rub it between his pointer and middle finger.

You can’t last much longer and Joel must know this because your knees buckle but he’s quick to push your whole body onto the desk. His papers sticking to your lower body. The desk screeching slowly forward with each of his rough thrusts. You manage to push yourself up a little and look back at him. Sweat and the feel of humid sex has flattened his hair that’s getting stuck to his forehead. His white shirt is unbuttoned and his softened stomach is peeking out. Black and white chest hair and a happy trail leading straight to the ruly patch of pubic hair above his cock.

“Joel please, I’m gonna explode!” You can’t hold it anymore that bubbling sensation you woke up with has snowballed into a giant ball of electrocuted feelings. The hair on your arms standing up, your legs going numb, and the feeling like you’re gonna pee all over the floor.

“Cum on my cock baby, fuck-uh!” Joel’s thrusts are pressing your gushing orgasms right back at you. So intense that you’ve managed to squirt all over him. You can fucking hear it drip onto the floor. Screams are coming from your mouth, tears coming from your eyes and the feeling of Joel painting your cervix with his cum is so amazing. His thrusts are slow now you can feel the inside of his thighs quake against you as he drains his balls inside of you. He couldn’t come again today even if he tried, the both of y’all a panting and breathless mess. Joel’s chair creeks again as he sits back in it. His hand goes for yours that’s pushing yourself up slowly.

“Relax honey, sit.” He pulls you into his lap and begins acting soft. Asking you how you feel and beaming about how proud he is that you had such an intense orgasm. Wiping the sweat for your brow and your hair out of your face you take a look at the damage around the room. His stuff is everywhere the desk is slightly moved and it reeks of sex. You can hear the sound of people coming back from lunch as work sounds like it’s beginning slowly again. Joel pulls your panties from his pocket and hands them back to you.

“Guess we should get outta here and clean up?” It sounds like Joel’s inviting you to his place and you can’t say no as he looks at you with those big brown eyes, he just gave you the most insane orgasm of your life you can’t say no to him, not now at least. As you regain feeling in your legs and cool down you start to redress so you can leave. Joel’s gathering his things together, and moving the desk back when there’s a knock at the door. The both of y’all turning to look at each other.

“Don’t fucking open that door!” Joel shouts out from the other side of the white stained glass you can see a small employee run away from the door. There’s the Joel you know.

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#joel miller smut #dark joel miller #joel x female reader #pedro pascal smut #the last of us #mean!joel miller

[lnfours]

Frat!tom makes sure you get home safe after a girls night out, and thinks you look adorably dorky when you're drunk

you're right, anon. say it louder!! frat!tom truly is superior. idc what anyone else says. i also got carried away again and i did something a little different idk how to describe this other than straight up fluff.

LOOK AT HIM!!!!! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING?!?!??!?!?!? IM GOING TO COMBUST.

talk frat!tom to me ;)

it was a saturday night, your friends had convinced you to take a girls night out to the sorority beings they knew girls who could get your group in, and now you were 12 shots of fireball deep and you could tell you were going to feel it tomorrow.

when you told tom your plans for the night, he wasn't mad at all. he knew the girls at kappa and knew you were in good hands, but he still vouched to come get you when it was time to call it a night. and he did, you called and said that you missed him and you wanted to cuddle, his queue that you were done for.

he walked into the party, smiling at the girls as they welcomed him inside. he was friends with a few of the girls beings they were girlfriends of his fellow frat brothers. it didn't take long for him to find you with your group, a red solo cup in your hand as you smiled and danced with them.

you made eye contact with him as he got closer, throwing your arms around him and hugging him tight,"tommy!"

god, he loved that nickname.

"hey, angel." he chuckled, hugging you back as you rocked the both of you back and forth. the smell of your shampoo and your perfume hit him in the face and it was comforting to him. it made him feel at home.

after saying hello to the group, he made small talk with your friends who weren't as wasted as you were. after a while, he leaned down to your ear.

"wanna go grab some pizza?" he asked, knowing food would convince you to walk out the door.

you scrunched your nose up,"had it last night."

"what about chinese? ice cream?" he asked, saying the first things to come to his mind.

your eyes lit up, looking up at him,"ice cream."

he chuckled,"then come on, gotta get there before it's all gone!"

you held up your pointer finger to him, letting him know to give you one more minute. he sighed and rolled his eyes.

"fine, this is how we'll do it."

he pushed in front of you, bidding an 'excuse me' to your friends as he leaned down and picked you up, putting you over his shoulder. you let out a squeal, dropping your cup on the wooden floor.

"tom! put me down!" you giggled.

he turned around to your friends, sending a small smile to them,"have a good night, ladies."

"goodnight." they both managed to laugh out as tom made his way through the party. everyone smiled and chuckled, knowing that you were the only girl tom showed this much care to. they were happy to finally see him in love with someone.

"thomas! put me down!" you yelled, not very sternly, as tom approached the car and placed you back down on your feet. you sat up straight and fixed your hair, smiling because you couldn't ever be mad at him.

"ice cream?" he asked, opening the passenger side door for you to get inside.

you closed the car door, walking over to him and smiling before wrapping your arms around his neck, his finding home on your waist. he looked down at you as you smirked up at him, nose bumping his.

"no ice cream, just you." you smiled. you didn't give him a chance to reply before you kissed him softly. he kissed you back, one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek before slowly pulling away.

"i can do that," he moved away from you to open the door again, moving an arm towards the car to signal for you to get in,"your chariot awaits, princess."

"why thank you, my prince." you laughed, kissing him one last time before getting in the car as he closed the door behind you.

#tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland #tom holland fluff #tom holland blurb #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x you #spiderman #spider-man #spider man #spider-man: homecoming #spider-man: far from home #spider-man: no way home #tom holland fic #fic #fluff #blurb #fluff blurb #mail time #marvel #marvel imagine #marvel mcu #mcu #marvel fanfiction #tom holland fanfiction #fanfiction #tom holland fluff fic #tom holland fluff fanfiction #marvel fanfic #fanfic

[icyfox17]

Tommy’s hands are sweating. He’s struggling to grip the camera in his hands—some old, portable one he’d found in a drawer at the office—but he’s trying his best.

Everything about this house is fucking creepy, from the dusty framed pictures hanging on the walls to the large chandelier undoubtedly crawling with families of spiders. Tommy almost wants to complain about it to someone, before promptly remembering that this house hasn’t been lived in for years.

Whoever lived in this decades and decades ago is probably haunting it, though, so he might be able to take it up with them. He’s had the nerve, only a few times, to set up a few ghost devices to try and speak with the ghosts in houses (from afar), but each time he’s only ever gotten answers he didn’t like.

If Wilbur were here and not the number one (and only) fucking reason that Tommy’s in this house to begin with, he’d probably force him to pull out a ouija board and do it so Tommy doesn’t have to, but he’s not. An uncomfortable feeling seems to drop in Tommy’s stomach at this reminder.

It’s been about three days now since Wilbur’s disappearance, and every night during each of them, Tommy has been absolutely grand-slamming an argument with himself on whether or not he should step foot into this house.

On one hand, it could give him the opportunity to look for clues—be all Scooby Doo n’ shit. On the other hand, it also gives him the chance to get fucking haunted, or worse: have one of the ghosts that probably stole his brother follow him home and, like, kill him or something.

Whatever’s going on in this house, Tommy doesn’t want any part in it, but he has to be. If he’s going to find Wilbur—and he is going to find him, that is a god damn guarantee—he’s going to have to start here, in a house that creaks and groans every time Tommy takes even a single breath.

At least I’ve got the camera, he thinks bitterly, clutching the thing tighter. Maybe if he dies in this place, they’ll at least have evidence of the ghost that did it. Not like Phil can arrest a ghost or anything, but it’d still be nice for Tommy to not end up on Unsolved Mysteries.

I could've sworn I'd posted my reaction but . Oh well ig tumblr died

BAKDBAKDBAKRBRKSBDKFKGKG TOMMIEEE TOMEOTIMEOTOMEIMTROMEITKEOE THIS IS SO GOOD BRO OHKGUDOSHSKFF I LOVE THIS SO MUCH IM SCREAMINGGG AAAAAAA GOGUDIGUSISHDKFJFKD EXPLODESSS HOLYSHTIDHSJFK

I'm insane. I'm insane actually. King this is PERFECT bro ohmgydod YOUR WRITING IS SO GOOD??? KINGGGG LITERALLYDHFJFJDKFIGKGG IDC WHAT U SAY ABOUT BEING RUSTY THIS SHIT IS AMAZING OHKHUDODHFFKFIJFKGKGKDJDJGJGF

#foxieasks #spritesy tag #spritesy snipps #halcyon

[actual-changeling]

(already writing it dw guys it's happening)

this is gonna be tooth-rotting sweetness and probably over the top and idc but i thought more about joel's nervous hands and my brain provided me with the perfect fucking solution which is ellie holding them.

the first time it happens she just does it automatically, they're at tommy's, somewhere, she sees him scratching at his cuticles or digs his nails into his palm and just reaches out and holds his hand to make him stop. and they both freeze and joel tries to just keep talking but internally his mind is violently swinging between "what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck" and "dont let go" and ellie just tries to play it cool while also definitely freaking out.

the second time they're in public, surrounded by people, jackson is loud and makes them both paranoid, they're both scared, and ellie sees him opening and closing his hand the whole time, fingers shaking just enough for her to notice, and she takes it without thinking again, because that's what they do, she reaches for joel's hand when they're in danger (if someone has the gifs n screenshots for that and sends them to me i will dedicate this fic to you), and joel takes it every single time without fail.

it calms both of them immediately, and they're both too relieved to feel weird about.

ellie starts thinking, though, and the she starts paying attention. she looks at his hands probably way more than she should, but eventually she notices the patterns, which movements mean he is nervous, that he is overwhelmed, scared for her, subconsciously looking for her, or, and he will never admit to it, simply in need of physical touch.

she thinks about herself, too, and realizes that she doesn't care what anyone else might think (very aware of her possessive streak loving the idea of being a physical extension of joel but ignoring it with grace). so she takes his hand and holds it and if they're both a bit co-dependent, stand closer together than necessary, one never seen without the other, hands, fingers, anything touching, intertwined, who could blame them, really.

in a world that tries its hardest to separate them, they hold on tight and don't let go

#alex yells at the void #the last of us #tlou #joel and ellie #ellie and joel #joel miller #ellie williams #theyre codependent your honor and i know that and love them for it #you cannot separate them and they can and will shoot you if you try #fucking frothing at the mouth thinking about this i need to write and finish this asap or i will have a fucking stroke

[iworshipsappho]

c!tommy for the headcanon ask game :DDD

🧸👻🎭🥇📚💔👽😶😭

(you dont have to answer all/more than one of them, idc I´m just really curious lol)

OOOOH this is gonna be funnnn >:333 strap right in!!!

🧸 A headcanon about their childhood mmm so ykn choomy was just 9 during the whole first war right? well uh imma take his childhood to be before everything went down. He was a summer child, bright vibes, all toothy grins and scraped up muddy knees. c!wilbur was a damn worrier, every time he saw c!toms all bloodied up mans would get anxious as fuck despite the obvious joy on tommy's face. and so when will wud bandage tommy up, tommy too would take a couple bandaids and stick them all over will's face and colour them in. so like when they're done wilbur wud just be a mess of awkwardly stuck bandaids covering his face while tommy would be haphazardly patched up :')

👻 A headcanon about what scares them mmm well, we all know about the tnt. im not too sure if the phantoms are canon or not, but to me ctoms is definitely terrified of them. and dont even get me started on bodies of water. both remind him of sleepless nights during exile and just utter helplesssness. im sure we all remember him waking up drowing every single fucking day. so yeah...

🎭 A headcanon about what they lie about oooh he's such a fucking liar man. he lies about almost everything, but not in a ooh im a teenage boy who's an idiot way. he just doesnt think that anyone would actually be interested in what he has to say. the only person he didnt lie to after exile was revivedbur, even with tubbo sometimes he wouldnt know whether or not to tell him how fucked up he actually was and wud lie that he was fine all the fucking time. another person he never lied to was probably cjack, he just didnt care what jack thought of him. oh he also probably lied about all the times shroud inadvertently hurt him, to chommy thats just how the spider shows affection and acknowledgement

🥇 A headcanon about what they’re best at he's the bestest boy ever. period. uhhh but liek if i had to specify smth uhhh my boy loves to crochet and he's ace at it. i personally dunno much about crochet but like i know we as a fandom widely headcanon the blue sweater knitting thing but like, imagine crocheting man. he'd just go full brrrr mode with it. like, someone wants smth? boom he fucking crochets it for them, in my mind, c!beeduo have a bunch of crocheted alliums that chommy made. (alliumduo my beloved, id give my life for them)

💔 An angsty headcanon ooofff my boy is the embodiment of angst man ffffffff. mmm so ykn how ctom's limbo was just utter darkness? well what if it wasnt. what it instead of darkness, he had every single "mistake" he ever made replayed over and over like a dream sequence? what id he spent months just unable to escape from visions of his life on the dsmp. the community house, cgeorge's house, the foirstever time lmanberg blew up, nov 16th, doomsday, techno killing tubo, etc etc. all things that tommy think he couldve stopped, all the things he blames himself for. what if his limbo was both complete isolation, but being hounded by his past. what if

👽 A headcanon about a weird quirk of there mmmm c!tommy with braids my belovedddddd. i do it, so he does it to. whenever he gets anxious or fidgety, he just plucks out the front few strands of his hair and just starts teisting or braiding them. over and over, undoing and doing htem again, just to keep himself grounded and his hands occupied. he also adresses every bee he meets as if htey're ctubbo's messenger, calling them a big man and trying to leash them. oh and when he picks flowers, he comes up with whole backstories for each one :333

😶 A random headcanon! oooh he was sooooo a loom band kid man istg. he would be obsessed with them!!!!! like henry's horns would be completely covered in like absurdly coloured sets of loom band bracelets even his own hands would be coveredddddd in them up till his elbows. at least. and like he even managed to drag ranboo into it and to tubbo's absolute chagrine they both would just sit for hours on end making bracelts. c!techno was also roped into it during exile, and phil would just look at them amused. ooooh if only c!phil had a camera, he would have soooooo many pictures of techno's supposedly "deadly" base littered with torn pieces of loom bands

💜

#ooh this was so fun i love thinking about chommy!!!!!!! :DDDDD #asks. #ask game #idcwhatmyusernameisblorp #tommyinnit #c!tommyinnit #c!tommy #dsmp #dsmp headcanon #c!tommy hc #methinks mesays. #holy fuck just realised this has just been sitting in my drafts ogmggg

[jrwiyuri]

This short scene was made for @mindle-ss-moths prompt. There is a lot more world building under the cut because I spent too much time thinking about the logistics of this and yet only making a small ass scene 💀

“Do I shoot him Will, or do I aim for the skies?”

Tommy asked, his hands tentatively gripping three darts. Everything was weighing on him winning this. The chance to leave the toy box, to make a new home- L’Manburg. But winning meant hurting another toy, an act with great consequences if they ended up broken.

Wilbur paused for a moment, his expression unreadable from his chipped off paint. He responds after a few seconds, turning his head to the younger toy,

“Tommy I want you to do whatever your heart says.”

Tommy nodded in acknowledgment, but his hand shook unsteadily at the weight of those words. Their freedom lied on him.

Okay I would’ve tried to incorporate more of this but I’m actually not that good of a writer and trying to make scenes is hard for me so I will instead Infodump.

So the L’Manburg war is a war to go to unclaimed land instead of trying to claim land. There is no actual thought out reason to why Dream wants the toys to keep their civilization inside the toy house but I assume he was looking out for them so the kids don’t find out they are magic or smth I guess. Or maybe he wants to keep them all confined and easer to control. Whatever idc.

Dream is basically a fucked up toy. All of his hair was burned off and so his head is just a smooth circle that a kid painted white. I have 0 idea if Lalaloopsy dolls even have anything under their actual hair (I assume not) but for some reason this made more sense to me than just.. him being a bald doll painted over LMAO. It also adds to the creepy factor of him so I will keep it this way even if there is Lalaloopsy dolls.

Anyway so Wilbur and the Dream team + co are actually the oldest dolls there, Dream team + co being there slightly before will. This is very off from dsmp story but it makes more sense so i don’t care. Philza minecrfat is just a doll Wilbur talked to at the store he was in and he comes in later as a newly bought toy when Wilbur destroys L’Manburg (L’Manburg was like a play structure made out of legos n other random toy shit that Wilbur literally toppled down LMAO)

I don’t have actually a lot of lore because idk. This was shit I made up for 0 reason while I was trying to write this scene (I also was trying to write the actual death scene of tommy but like.. writing is so hard 😔)

Anyway basically I thought about the logistics of a knock off toy story dsmp way too much for no reason at all and I could do it more tbh. I’ve already decided that most of the ‘humanoid but not fully human’ characters are modified Lalaloopsy dolls like Dream but like I guess the kid got good at art so they aren’t horrifically burned and badly painted over like Dream was 💀

#This shit was so hard to write for 0 reaosn #(there is a reaosn #I don’t write or practice writing enough #💀)

[sylisuppose]

C!sam c!dream brain rot is soooo strong right now. Like they way their brains work and how they claim to justify their actions are so similar… “for the greater good, means justify ends” type of thing (though a warped and corrupt version of that) yet there are still vivid differences. C!dream tends to acknowledge what he does is wrong he’s like yeah that was absolutely fucked bit idc! He considers it a necessary step to take in order to achieve his uncompromisable goals. he’s aware of what he’s doing and he will back himself regardless of circumstances. Whereas c!sam does something absolutely fucked and just goes yeah that was the right thing to do. Sometimes the right option is the hard option and I am strong enough to take the hard option (he really should not be taking that option). And although he knows it looks bad he convinces himself it’s moral. C!sam is absolutely fucckkkeedd! Him and his big wet eyes and guilty conscience. Speaking of which the worst part is the guilt he’s he feels which he buries deep down over and over and the mistakes he makes which he refuses to acknowledge and are eating at him from within. He cut of c!ponk’s arm he starved c!dream he let c!tommy and ghostbur die by c!dream’s hand he let c!quackity torture c!dream and then he killed c!ranboo. And held his child hostage. And he just kept telling himself it was right and that he was responsible for making difficult decisions and that if he didn’t act on his principles then everything would be his fault and all his fears have come to fruition due to his attempts to prevent them. And well I’m just very interested to see where things go after the stuck in the prison streams from the start of the year, especially since he seems to have an uncomfortable closeness to c!dream now but like that whole current dynamic could be a post of its own.

#dream smp #dream smp analysis #c!sam #c!dream #this is not well written I’m sorry

[clingyduoapologist]

Btw I'm. I'm not sure when I thought this up but I'm absolutely obsessed w the idea of a modern au where Exile Arc is when Tommy is Dream's roommate due to. Idc why. Reasons. And Tommy's trying to reassure ppl that No, nothing's wrong, it's not like Dream's a creep or anything, there's nothing to worry about. But people stop trying to visit him, and Tommy stops trying to go out. Tommy wants to have some money to himself, but Dream needs it to pay rent and utilities and food and Tommy ripped his fucking tshirt or whatever so Dream's going to have to spend money on that too. So it makes sense, really, and he'd hand over his things even if Dream wasn't a good deal bigger than him (he doesn't mean to hurt Tommy, of course, that would be shitty and Dream is his friend). It also makes sense that Tommy would have a little box under his bed, filled with some stupid, pointless little keepsakes (the jacket is torn. the pressed flower has faded. the mirror in the compass has shattered). It makes sense that he would keep about a hundred dollars in there. It makes sense what Dream did to him when he found out.

(And can you imagine the Bedrock Bros that would come after this bc it would be fucking immaculate)

@bronzetomatoes I’m assuming this is from you so fuckkkk this one would hurt

#dude a modern exile arc au #I don’t think I’d be able to handle that

[proudfreakmetarusonniku]

Can I get some writing of literally any of your primeboys aus, idc which one they’re all so good :D

sure why not! here’s one for the modern AU. tws for medical abuse, what’s effectively legal kidnapping, referenced manipulation, physical abuse, and a mention of police (with sam awesamdude)

dream smiled at him across from the glass, serene as always. even in bright orange prison overalls and with his hands cuffed in front of him, he sat like he owned the place. which he probably did, tommy supposed, but it’s not like that was doing him any good right now. “hello, toms.”

“don't fucking call me that.” tommy could feel his face turn red from embarrassment- fuck, he wished he could forget that time he'd been on those fucking sleepy meds that he'd been made to take so much when he was sent off with dream and he couldn’t even talk properly. apparently, he'd introduced himself as fucking toms to a cashier and dream hadn’t let him forget. “i'll kill you.”

“sure you will, buddy.” dream snorted. “i like your hair.”

“that’s a weird ass- oh, yeah.” tommy raised his hand to the pink streak through his hair, dyed through where the grey-white was at its worst. stress, apparently. had to be a fucking lot of it to age him to looking like an old man at sixteen. “techno did it to me. because he's a good brother. unlike you.”

“last i checked, he helped phil send you away. he's as much as fault as i am, really.” dream snorted. “hey, maybe when i get out, you can get a green streak, too? that way, we'll match instead.”

“you’re never- you’re never getting out of this shithole, dream,” tommy said, hating how his voice wavered. “you're not.”

“tommy, tommy, tommy. oh, tommy. do you really think any jury would convict me? face it, you don’t have the evidence. and i still technically have custody over you, so it’s not like i get a choice.”

“yeah, because you fuckin' manipulated the shit outta my dad!”

“still legal.” dream shrugged. “anyway, once that happens, i've been thinking about moving town, y’know? maybe we could go somewhere sunny- somewhere where no one knows our names! we could make a whole new life, y’know. and you couldn’t stop me, tommy. I’m not even breaking the law.”

tommy couldn’t breathe. he couldn’t he couldn’t he couldn’t not again he wasn’t having that again. the idea of being taken off his meds and being locked in his room and hit and hit and hit and hit was too much to bear. “sam. sam! sam, please!”

the police officer understood what tommy meant through his babbling, and gently placed a hand on his head, guiding him out the room like a frightened child. giving dream one last glance, tommy saw that the smile on his face, almost innocent, never faded.

#my writing #dream smp au #primeboys (derogatory) #tw abuse #tw kidnapping #tw Manipulatiom

[alexi-01]

we've already talked on this but I'm still so annoyed at that first paragraph, like sorry Toni but do you know them all personally? there are thirteen, THIRTEEN, people in that pic and you know them all personally enough to determine that they seemingly have no female friends do you? and that even if they each had idk say 10 female friends, that each and every one of those friends would be interested in motorsport? cuz I can't even count on one finger let alone hand how many of my female friends are interested, I have to basically beg for my ten minute rants on race weekends

it's targeting the wrong people and idc "it's not a personal attack" fucking looks like it

guys mine and @f1-birb dms was just full of us ranting about this

like toni does not know these people personally so how could she know that they don’t have any female friends?

i don’t know them personally, but from just over the years of following some of those people in the picture i can name some of their close female friends - filly and nella rose, willne and talia, freya and his ex roommate and bestie gee, matt and tommy with katy etc etc

and that’s just from an outsider looking in, toni didn’t even think to actually look before saying something so stupid

#ask response

[qnfpanel]

my uncensored lore opinions

c!dream should die and it should be by the hands of either c!george or c!sapnap (i’m a whore for angst sorray i love the idea of a tragic c!dteam ending even if i may be a c!dream apologist)

c!tommy’s ending should be with all his friends (c!eryn and maybe c!ranboo) and not just c!tubbo as that shows how much he has grown and healed as a person. my ideal c!tommy ending is him and c!tubbo together sitting on a bench and then c!eryn and c!ranboo come in and it’s ends with all four of them just chilling and hanging out.

c!tommy shouldn’t kill c!dream he should just go and truly find his home he doesn’t need the pressure of killing someone

c!karlnapity endgame

c!wilbur should apologize to c!tommy (and everyone else) and also leave to help heal himself

c!phil should die

las nevadas falls and c!quackity actually becomes a member of kinoko and heals there with his fiancés and learns to love and trust again

dreamxd becomes a main character because he’s so hot and the best character and gensrs i would fuck him idc if he’s a minecraft roleplay character cc!dream made him so hot that i’m gensrs attracted to him good lord awooga awooga

[garfieldbussys]

NO NO NO WHY ARE POLICE AT POLLY HOUSE

NO ARTHUR BABY NO YOURE KIDDING

NOT POLLY NOT MY TWO BABYS WHAT IS HAPPENING I DONT LIKE THIS EP CLO

NO THEYRE TAKING MICHAEL AGAIN

GET YOUR HANDS OFF POLL YOU DIRTY BASTARD

clo what is happening 😔

this is too much i dont like it everyones getting hurt ☹️

YOU DIRTY WHORE YOU LITERALLY FUCKED A PROSTITUTE LAST NIGHT IM GONNA TURN INTO RICK GRIMES AND RIP YOUR THROAT OUT

clo i dont like it

NO ARTHUR WONT HANG I WONT ALLOW IT 🙅‍♀️

DONT TWLL ME THEY TORTURED MICHAEL FOR INFO

this isnt fair ☹️

ADA NO NOT ADA PLEASE 🙏 YOU STUPID IRISH CUNT

GRACE BABY 😍💍 i will meet you bbg 🙏

i dont know how i fwwl about esme tbh shes 🥴

this has all gone to shit 😔

nvm i dont like esme she’s suggesting they go to france as if tommy and john did go and get traumatised i dont like esme no more 🙅‍♀️

pol what are you doing NO NOT THE INSPECTOR POLLY NO TURN AROUND AND GO BACK HOME 🙅‍♀️

GET YOUR HANDS OFF HER YOU DIRTY BASTARD

STOP MANIPULATING HER 🙅‍♀️🙏😔

POL READ IT ALL THE WAY THROUGH FINE PRINT AND EVERYTHING PLEASE 🙏

I HATE HIM I HATE HIM SO BAD CLOSE IM GONNA DO SO MANY BAD THINGS CRIMINAL MINDS HAS PREPARED MY MIND IM GETTING THE FISTS OUT AND EVERYTHING 👊👊

NO NO NO NO HES UNDRESSING POL NO HES NOT GET OFF HER I WILL FEED YOU TO PIGS ALIVE DONT TEST

NO NO PLEASE PLEASE POL DO NOT 🙏🙅‍♀️🙏🙅‍♀️🙏🙅‍♀️🙏🙏 CLO PLEASE WHEN YOU SAID BAD I DIDNT KNOW YOU MEANT THIS BAD CLO THIS ASTRONOMICALY BAD

CLO HE JUST SLAPPED HER I CANT I CANT I CANT IM GONNA DIE ANYONE BUT POLL

NO CLO THIS IS DISGUSTING IM WATCHING HER GIVE HIM A HANDJOB IM GONNA BE SICK THIS IS THE WORST EPISODE EVER

IM GONNA DIE

its ada adas here my baby

omds they beat the shit out of michael

clo i cannot do this.

THERES STILL HALF AN HOUR LEFT ARE YOU KIDDING RN

oh no they told michael what poll did

NO HE DID NOT JUST CALL IT FUNNY YOURE KIDDING I KNEW THERE WAS SOMETHING WRONG WITH HIM I KNEW IT

i love curly he’s so sweet if anything happened to him i think i would actually pass away

GRACE MY LOVE HEY BABY I MISSED YOU 😍🫶

get rid of that skanky american husband you dont need hom

HAHAH HE JUST THE INSPECTOR HES SLEEPING WITH GRACE IM PISSING MYSELF

i really hope she stays i dont mind grace now clo this is the worst ep ever

what do you mean you’re- NO NO YOU CANT BE TRYING FOR A BABY GRACE NO YOURE LYING

ARTHUR BABE HEY

tell me they arent gonna hang him

tommy PLEASE you have GOT to stop leading women on

anyway bye clo 😔

i told you it gets upsetting

this whole episode is why i hate michael like what polly had to get through to get him out of prison and he looks down upon her like LETS SCRAP MICHAEL IDC

such a traumatic episode and can understand your sadness at the end of this

[mlmxreader]

Hiya! Hope all is well.

The Difference Between Us.

Okay jealous Alfie is one thing but jealous reader ... 🤭 what a freaking treat indeed!

That woman was fully feeling Alfie up, the ENTIRE time and my man just did not realize that maybe this isn't just her being "friendly". Yeah, no sweetie, I think the problem is that she's being a little to friendly.

"But evidently, that bullet that knocked your helmet didn't knock any sense into you," you growled. "Did it?"

🤣🤣🤣 No it did not!! 😭😭😭ALFRED, gosh sweetheart you are so fucking lucky that you are bloody cute, love, cause holy fuck! How could you not know?!?! She was so bloody obvious!!

"Mister Solomons you are so strong," you mocked. "And so handsome, too!"

He's such a petty and sassy little shit and I fucking love him for it. But Alfie's like, 🤔🤔🤔 what could possibly have put him in such a foul mood? The woman was only calling me handsome, feeling me up, saying my tattoos looked hot, you know just facts everyone spits my way 😂.

Alfie nodded. "Are you really that fuckin' jealous, Lieutenant?"

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up."

My sir, did you not just threaten Tommy Shelby with death for just saying your man looked nice?!?! Of course he's this fucking jealous!! He had to be subjected to HIS man being fully groped, Alfred, like yes we are bloody jealous!!

"You're my fuckin' fiance [...] I've got a man who loves me, I don't need no one else."

Yeah, tell her and make sure she understands because quite honestly, the next time it'll be a book flying your way 😂.

"Don't worry," Alfie grinned as he pressed a soft kiss to your lips, his hand trailing down to your hip. "I'll make sure you're happy."

Literally fuck off. How the hell are you supposed stay mad when he's saying and doing things like this?! Eeehhh but I can't even blame him for melting a little from Alfie being soft. I too would forgive him after those neck kisses, but yes, absolutely not happy. So you're gonna have to work hard Captain Solomons.

Thank you so much for writing this! Loved it 🖤🖤!

🐍anon

jealous!Alfie is hot idc. it's hot.

"being friendly" mmmhmmm. that's what we're calling it these days, is it?

that bullet knocked sense OUT of him ffs 😭 gonna need another one to knock it back in

Alfie: she's just being nice!!

bf, about to throw a dictionary at him: do you even know what NICE means, Alf!?

they're both as bad as each other tbf, except the reader probably does it on PURPOSE bc he likes seeing Alfie jealous 💀💀 and Alfie KNOWS IT

nevermind a book, he's gonna get a BOOKSHELF chucked at him in a bit 💀💀

can't stay mad at Alfie when he's being a softie 😔😔 he's smart enough to know it works too 😔 Cap. Solomons gotta make it up to his Lt or else there's gonna be a fuckin bookshelf goin flying

and thank you, again 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

#asks #🐍 anon