#you know I had to flex the pjs

[coca-cola-fiend]

How I think the straw hats sleep when they have company (romantic or platonic)

Luffy

Wraps himself around you

You are NOT moving for a while

Snores, unless you prop him up right

Likes to cuddle, will whine if you say no (unless you look like super uncomfortable, emotionally aware king love that)

Mans has no thoughts of personal space. He wants to be close ALL THE TIMe

Will talk your ear off as he’s wrapped around you. Yes both arms and legs if it’s comfortable.

Tried to listen to you too, but will probs fall asleep. He doesn’t mean to be rude, bro is just tired and happy your with him.

Warm, but wiggles a lot.

After Marineford, he’s especially clingy. Has nightmares about it and only sleeps well if he knows his crew is safe and close by.

Please comfort him and tell him that the crew is safe, that he is safe.

Will drag you off for a nap if he’s tired. Or just falls asleep on top of you.

Will wake you up in the middle of the night to spout off random shit. Then fall back asleep. Or he’s going to try and grab a snack. Sanji is not pleased when the fridge is dented from this attempt.

Please make a deal with him to shower more. Your nose will think you.

Zoro

Dude also needs a shower

Likes to work out and then have a nap

Doesn’t like to admit it but prefers when your around for both of these activities

Enjoys flexing while training and then relaxing with a nap with one of his favorite people on the ship

If he stinks, MAKE HIM BATHE. Bro is STINKY and needs to scrub more. After he washes then it’s nap time. That’s the deal.

Nami thanks you for this

It started with just napping around you, then slowly leaning onto you.

Neither of you make a big deal out of it, more for his sake then yours. He’s embarrassed to admit he’s soft for your time together.

Not a huge talker, but is very good a listening.

Gives advice if he thinks you want it, but will sit and listen if you need to get stuff off your chest.

Is a little jealous you can do so with ease (in his mind). He’s too caught up being strong for the crew that he forgets that he’s allowed to just be Zoro, not Pirate Hunter or King of Hell Zoro.

Snores a little, but not super loud. Place his head on your shoulder or lap and he’s OUT. May even curl an arm or leg around you if he feels like it.

Nami

Not used to co-sleeping

Sleeps with a weapon close by due to her past with Arlong. This doesn’t change, only the location of the weapon does.

Particular about her sleep. Has a routine and everything.

Expects you to hold yourself to a certain standard if your sleeping in the same room as her (you’ll have to work up to cuddling).

Will gift you nice pjs, soaps, blankets, things like that.

Gets hot easily, but hates being too cold.

Will fall asleep at her nap desk. Please pick her up and tuck her into bed.

That’s how it starts probably. She holds onto you in her sleep and mumbles something you can’t make out. You wait and get a quiet “stay…don’t go”. You stay.

This happens a few more times before your invited into her bed. You slept on the floor before to avoid making her uncomfortable.

Refuses to admit that she likes being the little spoon, but she has the best sleep when she feels safe and protected by someone she trusts deeply.

Likes to nap in the sun under her trees with you. The warmth and the smell of the fruit is relaxing.

Doesn’t ask you to nap, just expects you to agree. Drags you to nap when she’s had a bad day.

Please just hold her for a bit and listen to her rant about stuff. She appreciates it more then you’ll ever know.

Usopp

Tries to act chill when you fall asleep on him for the first time.

Is smiling while trying to act annoyed like it’s an inconvenience (he feels so happy do NOT believe him)

Another one to fall asleep while creating. If you can’t pull him away wrap a blanket around him and place a pillow under his head.

Usopp is a lonely guy, considering he didn’t really have any friends before the straw hats (not including the Usopp pirates and Kaya).

If feels nice to be chosen

Likes to tell you stories (real and make believe) as your winding down to sleep.

Lights up when you smile or laugh because of him.

Makes it his goal to make you smile at least once before the end of the day. Even if it’s just an eye smile, he knows he’s made you happy, and that makes him happy.

LOVES late night talks. Doesn’t matter what it’s about. He’s happy to spend time with you.

Does his best not to wake you up in the morning if your not ready to wake up. Will save you some food (from Luffy) if your not awake yet.

Will be thinking of stories all day to tell you. Of course he tells the rest of the crew, mainly Chopper and Luffy, as well. But your late night talks hold a special place in his heart and day.

Is forever grateful you chose him as your best friend.

Sanji

Another one who has a hard time accepting affection (Zoro, and Robin too).

Happens after he has a nightmare about his family (this feels familiar ha).

You catch him up super late and ask him what’s wrong.

He doesn’t tell you right away (especially if it’s before Whole Cake) and gives a vague explanation of having a hard time sleeping.

You offer to help, and for some reason (sleep deprivation due to stress) he agrees.

You bring him back to bed and hold him. He’s not used to being held and take a bit to relax and get comfortable. The last time someone held him like this was either Zeff or his mom. Probably his mom.

This repeats for about a week before he starts seeking you out. He’s embarrassed about it at first but can’t deny he does sleep better with you around.

At some point, you start waking up with him and keeping him company while he makes breakfast. Whether you help him or not depends on what he’s making.

You keep him entertained while he cooks, and he makes you a little extra as a thank you.

Of course he’ll deny this if you bring it up, so if you want extra, just enjoy it.

He may tell you more about his dreams as time goes on, but nothing huge until you actually meet his family. Then he doesn’t even need to tell you, you just know when he’s having a hard time and step up the comfort.

He’s grateful to have such a wonderful crew to call his own.

I’ll probably do a part 2 with the rest of the straw hats later, but I’m tired and want to post this already. The straw hats deserve some comfort with all that trauma.

#one piece #one piece luffy #one piece zoro #one piece nami #one piece usopp #one piece sanji #op #luffy x reader #roronoa zoro #pirate hunter zoro #zoro x reader #op nami #nami x reader #usopp x reader #sanji x reader #platonic x reader #gn reader #hcs #op hcs

[abbysgoodgirl]

write sum for billie eilish plzzzzz🩷🩷🩷

CAUGHT

a/n: hope this is what you wanted my love 🫶🏼🫶🏼

warnings: fingering (r receiving), oral (billie receiving), mommy kink, thigh riding, aftercare, angst, homophobic parents, age gap, dom!billie, sub!y/n

summary: billie wants to have some fun.. too bad your parents are home

billies age: 23

y/n’s: 18 

no one’s pov:

you don’t know how you got here, you and billie were just watching adventure time in your room, when you decided to put your pjs on whilst billie went to the bathroom.

lying back down billie waits for you on the bed, you strip of your joggers and panties grabbing your matching pj pants. 

“angel.” billies voice is demanding, dominant. 

“yeah bil?” your back is too her, as you stop what your doing to answer her, “stop dressing, get on the bed” she says lowly, you freeze, letting out a nervous chuckle “what?” you breathlessly say. 

“you heard me baby, get on the bed” she smirks, her voice more demanding now.

you make your way over to her, slowly laying down next to her half naked. “good girl, you like being told what to do huh?” her hand trails over your body, up your shirt and dangerously close to your panties.

“n-no” you stutter shaking your head, “oh? is that so? your telling me if i touch your pretty pussy you won’t be wet? hm?” billie teases smirking down at you. 

“it won’t” you lie, scared “you know i hate when my girl lies to me, do you want to be punished?” she shoves her hand into your panties, earning a shocked moan from you.

“bil we can’t my parents are here” you whimper, trying to push her hand off you.

“better be quiet then honey” she smirks, rubbing your clit, you shove your hand over your mouth trying to suppress your moans.

“cmon pretty on my thigh” billie pats her lap, her favorite thing to do, getting you to ride her thigh. helping you remove your panties, you whimper settling on her thigh, she grabs your hips helping you rock back and forth, letting out a loud whine your eyes widen slapping your hand over your mouth.

billie chuckles, rocking you faster flexing her thigh so it bumps your clit just right, “you look so fucking pretty like this god” billie moans herself, her cunt aching. “i’m gonna cum” you gasp out, grinding harder on her thigh, bringing you to your release.

“fuck” you sigh stilling on her thigh, “shh did so well my love, just breath i got you” billie rubs your back comfortingly.

you bury your face in the crook of her neck, taking deep breaths to calm yourself, “fuck angel” she hisses, feeling you kissing her neck leaving dark hickies, kissing lower you help her remove her shirt, only to find her not wearing a bra.

you pathetically moan at the sight of her huge boobs, billie chuckles rubbing your bare hip, “go on honey” she guides your hands to her boobs.

you squeeze them shyly, pulling her nipples as she lets out breathy moans, you gain some confidence leaning down and taking her nipple in your mouth still playing with the other one.

“yes just like that sweetheart fuck!” billie throws her head back moaning, you feel proud managing to make the older woman feel good, “cmon honey, need you here” she guides your hand in her pants to her dripping core, you stroke her clit gently, helping her take off her joggers and boxers.

laying on your stomach your now face to face with her leaking core, you whine at the sight feeling your cunt ache, “ah ah go on pretty girl, make mommy feel good” hearing those words you immediately dive in, licking and slurping up her pussy, her moans increase in volume as you speed up.

you slip two fingers into yourself too, basically humping the bed so desperate, “oh honey are you that needy for me? go on angel fuck yourself for me” her words brought you closer to the edge.

“mommy” you sob into her pussy, so overstimulated from everything quickly falling into sub space, you had given up on fingering yourself, now your just humping the bed furiously.

“mommy’s here sweet girl, it’s okay cum with me” billie try’s and gets you to calm down slightly and be more quiet, but fails miserably.

your so loud, none of you hear the footsteps coming closer to your room..

“mommy i’m cumming!” your eyes roll to the back of your head as you let go, billie grinds into your face practically suffocating you with her thighs, you can barely breathe but it’s worth it, until the door bursts open to reveal your very angry mum..

billies pov: 

as i come down from my high, still squeezing y/n’s head with my thighs oops, the door bursts open nearly flying off the hinges.

my eyes instantly meet her mums very angry ones, “shit y/n cmon get up,” y/n is led between my thighs still, i see a huge wet patch around her indicating she squirted, she must’ve been really overstimulated.

my hands go under y/n’s armpits as i quickly pull her up sitting her next to me, she whines and tries to crawl on my lap, whining more when i keep pushing her off, she clearly hasn’t noticed her mum yet to far in sub space my poor girl.

“what is going on here??!!” her mum basically screams, y/n immediately sits up at that, her eyes go wide and she goes as white as a ghost.

“you how dare you!” she points at y/n shrieking at her, i feel y/n shake next to me terrified out her mind.

“i’m sorry mama” she whimpers out, “sorry??!! that isn’t gonna cut it young lady!” her mum grabs her by the arm dragging her out the room, not caring if she’s fully naked i can tell y/n is petrified and probably feeling very exposed.

as they leave i hear screaming coming from her mum, “she’s five years older than you!” “this is a sin do you hear me!” “i can’t believe your my daughter” 

my heart breaks as i hear my girl try and shout back, i hear a loud smack echo through the house and then silence and my heart sinks.

getting out of bed, i ignore my legs feeling like jelly and grab one of my hoodies putting it on quickly, plus grabbing one for y/n knowing she’s still naked.

as i do this i hear the front door slam shut, then silence again.

rushing down the stairs the sight i see breaks my heart, y/n is led on the floor naked, shaking and a red hand mark on her cheek.

“angel..” i whisper slowly coming towards her, crouching down to wipe her tears very carefully and slowly i help her sit up and slip on my hoodie, her face shows no emotion she’s clearly numb from everything.

“she said i need to leave, forever” she says flatly, no emotion in her voice whatsoever, “oh sweet girl, i’m so sorry you can come live with me okay? i got you” i coo rubbing her back gently, i see her holding back the tears.

“let it out my love” i softly say, and that’s all it takes for her to throw herself into my arms and sob loudly.

i don’t move, just sit there and let her cry everything out, we sit there for at least an hour, i know we need to move soon in case her mum comes back, so very carefully i explain that to her helping her stand up and guide her upstairs to pack.

“okay honey, we need to pack your stuff up, you gonna help?” i was still holding her as we sat on the end of her bed, i feel the slightest nod into my chest.

“good girl, let’s go pack”. 

time skip ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

we finally finished packing everything, i load it all into my car before getting in the drivers seat handing y/n a blanket and my phone to play on, it’s only a short drive to my house so we arrive in about 10 minutes, y/n doesn’t say anything she just quietly watches adventure time on my phone.

“we’re here honey”, i say to her getting out the car, i go round to her side picking her up and laying her on my couch inside, then heading back outside to grab her bags and suitcase.

it was pretty late so i knew y/n would be tired, i wanted her to have a bath or something and give her proper aftercare but obviously i didn’t get the chance, i’ll have a bath with her tomorrow morning.

i go up into my room placing all her bags down, i get out her stuffed animal putting him on the bed. 

i decide to leave un packing to tomorrow, i go back downstairs seeing my baby struggling to keep her eyes open, i pout and carry her upstairs.

“goodnight my precious girl.” i say to a sleeping y/n next to me as we settle in bed, me quickly joining her in dream land.

#billie eilish x y/n #billie eilish x reader #billie eilish smut #billie eilish #billie eilish x you #꒱ೃ ✦ ꒰ evelyn writes! ꒱ೃ ✦

[brossession-collection]

Dad's Cam Show (Re-uploaded)

Note: This is a story I wrote in 2020 that was previously deleted by Tumblr. Couldn't find it until I stumbled upon am old hard drive. Hope you enjoy.

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This social distancing shit is so boring. I get it. It’s needed. But god damn am I running out of things to do. Can’t even meet the guys I’ve been talking to on Grindr. Worse yet is that I’m stuck back at home. I was supposed to graduate college this year! Instead I was slumped over a computer screen in my PJs with my dad making his special pancakes. Ugh. Fuck this shit. I just wish I could go back to a better time.

Whatever. I’m done complaining. Dad’s getting groceries which means I can snoop around his shit. Yeah I’m that bored.

Dad’s a big burly guy. Heading into his mid-forties now and starting to gray up a little, but still keeping his body builder life style. He’s pretty open with me. He told me he used to do cam shows back before livestreams were even a thing. Made sense. Had to show off the bod somehow. Don’t know how mom thought about it but whatever. She’s out of the picture.

His room always had a musky woodsy cologne-y smell. His laundry hamper was even better. I always loved taking his briefs out of there and putting them on myself. I’ve been following his footsteps and bodybuilding myself, but I’m still a ways away before I have an ass and waist as large as his. So his 36in undies droop a bit. I grabbed his black cap too. Man. He loves this thing. Well, plus the 10 others caps he has. He always had it topping his head. Pretty sure he wears it to sleep too. I put it on and flexed like him. I got a bit of a boner but nothing crazy.

His dinosaur of a laptop was open, and logged in. I know I shouldn’t have, but I did it anyways. There were so many folders within folders. So much boring shit… and then I found “cam pics.”

The briefs I was wearing tented and wetted. Fuck I was so scared to open it. But I clicked it and… In there was only one image. I clicked on it to make it bigger and it was my dad. About 13 years ago. He was shirtless, and wearing the same cap that I have on my head right now. My eyes drifted from his hairy arms to his chest to eventually his bearded face. He looked so… tired? There was something about the softness in his expression that really got to me. And then…

“Hey son! I’m home! Could ya help me with the groceries?”

Shit. I got up and scrambled. The briefs were soaked and still being soaked. I had so many windows to close out of. Then I started hearing his footsteps come closer. I panicked and grabbed the top of the laptop to close it, but I couldn’t move. Suddenly, all the windows on the screen started to close. All except for the image of dad I had opened it. It enlarged by itself, and then the laptop started to fucking shake. I tried to get it to stop but it just kept rumbling. Fuck it. I wound up my fist and punched the screen. But there was no impact.

In less than a second my body followed my wrist into the screen. Everything went bright, and I was in a different room. I looked around. It looked like my parents’ room at our old house. The same laptop was in front of me showing the same image as before. Dad’s younger face looking back… And then I saw his eyes move. I froze. I looked at the time. 12:56 turned to 12:57. This wasn’t an image. It was a fucking livestream.

I slowly tilted my head. Dad did the same. I widened my eyes. So did dad. A smile crept over our faces. I just time travelled! And into dad’s body! Fuck there was so much I could do now!

“PING”

A old-school AIM notification popped up on screen. I maneuvered dad’s hand to the mouse and clicked on it. “Hey daddy. You gonna give us a show or what?”

“PING”

“Let’s see those hairy pits man!”

Fuck. I guess dad wasn’t kidding about these cam shows. Shit how do I reply? Do I just say something?

“Uh…” I gulped. Dad’s gruff voice was in my throat. “You guys mean… uh… this?” I lifted and flexed dad’s right arm. Immediately his armpit hair bursted out. Moist and smelly. My nose naturally turned towards the sweaty pit. Holy fuck was it musky. I took a deep whiff and groaned.

“PING. PING. PING. PING.”

“Fuck yeah daddy. Sniff that pit.”

“God damn you’re a big guy. How’s it feel huh?”

It felt amazing being so big. Watching everything I was doing be reflected by my dad on the recording was even better. The cockiness came in.

I wheeled the office chair back and did a double bicep pose. Sweat dripped off his hairy pits. I gave my face a rub and felt his beard scratch against his callused fingers. Then my hands felt the need to go down to his chest. I never felt so much pleasure from nipple rubbing in my life. The pings kept on coming. It was euphoric.

Dad’s cock was tenting the briefs I had put on earlier. I uncaged his 7 incher and let out a whiff of junk musk that filtered into my nose immediately. I started stroking and couldn’t stop. My other hand reached under dad’s taint, through the forest of pubes, and rammed a dildo into my dad’s ass crack.

“PING. PING. PING.”

“Holy fuck this is new! We gonna see a fingering show today!?”

“God damn man you enjoying yourself?”

I was. Everytime Dad’s moans left my throat I felt cock twitch a little bit harder. It just felt so amazing to feel his beefy arms rub against his beefy chest. His toes curling with every electric shock of pleasure moving through his beefy ass and legs.

I shot his load. Let out a gutteral yell. And it didn’t stop coming. My beard was soaked with three shots of cum. Chest was drenched with eight more. At this point, sweat was trickling down my temples. I relished in dad’s orgasm and then relaxed in the chair.

I watched as the notifications went crazy. Dad’s soft eyes housing my consciousness. Ugh. It felt incredible. I glanced over at his hat and felt the need to take it off. I did, and felt a wave of cool relief come off my head. Dad’s hair was cropped short, like a messy crew cut. And it was dripping with sweat. I felt the need to say something.“You like that, men?” Dad had so much suave in voice. The pings accelerated.I smiled and played with my cock. I could feel another round coming but felt a bigger presence unfold. Suddenly dad’s body started to shake. I tried controlling it, but I couldn’t weigh him down. My arms were flailing before my hands grabbed onto the edges of the desk. I whipped my head back, then head-butted the laptop screen. Light filtered through.

I was back at home, in my dad’s loose fitting briefs, his cap nestled on my head. Dad’s footsteps came by, then turned another direction. Guess he wasn’t coming by his room just yet. I looked down at his briefs, now soaked with my cum. Fuck. Was it just a dream?

It must’ve been. Just a fucking horny fever dream. What the fuck ever. Better than what I had been doing up until now. I leaned over to close the laptop but noticed something.

The image had turned into a recording.

#possession #hairy #bear #jock #ghost #male possession #male body swap #dad #beefy #stinky

[nvoirs]

Leon taking the fem reader’s virginty for the first time, but he is an experienced gentleman and the reader is a sweet girl who has been corrupted by the likes of this man. 👀👀

Can you include Praise and body worship please?

I'm so sorry this to so long, I hope you like it <3 Also I apologise if my writing font and style keeps changing I'm just trying to figure out what works best for me.

Leon was every woman's dream man. He had the looks, the charm, the personality you name it. His witty, flirty nature made the ladies giggle and swoon for a matter of fact. So although it had been a good six months since you and him started dating you still questioned yourself as to why he chose you? You were a boring plain Jane, not some glamorous Marilyn Monroe that swept Leon off his feet.

Six months and only kisses remained. Don’t be wronged though, the kisses could be very heated and you loved it. You craved more though, you wanted Leon to touch you lower and lower until-

Snapping out of your trance when you saw Leon himself crouched in front of your hunched over form on the couch.

“Hey, are you good? Looked like you were hypnotised.” He chuckled.

“Yeah, doing fine.” You sighed.

He raised an eyebrow, a quizzical look that basically said you seriously lying to my face?

“Tell me what’s up, promise I won’t laugh.”

To be honest Leon was also getting distracted, not by daily stresses but by yourself. That low cut top you wore was just a little too low, and your lips looked nice and soft, plump and coated in a sparkly peach pink gloss. It took all of his willpower not to take you right then and there. He was aware you still suppressed your virginity, and he did not want to rush you into things you may possibly regret.

“Okay.. Leon, I want to take it to the next stage with you.”

No way did you mean what he thought you meant..

“Yes, I mean sex.” The pinkish blush evident on your cheeks slowly crept up as you squeezed your hands together waiting for an answer head hung low.

“If that’s what my girl wants, I’m going to give it to her.”

Taking your hands in his he guided you to your own bed, slowly pushing you into the soft, foamy mattress. His lips mushing with yours as he sloppily kissed you trying his ever so hardest not to quicken things. He wanted your first time to be special, gosh he was so lucky knowing he was your first.

You bit your lips as you watched from below him, a string of saliva following as Leon broke the kiss. He could taste the peach flavour of your lips, pulling off his t-shirt his naked torso on display for you to gawk at. His incredible build had you in a trance, the way his muscles and biceps flexed deliciously when he leaned back down onto the bed.

“Gonna make you feel so good baby, you hear me? Now lift your legs.”

You complied to his soft request, lifting your legs and hips so he could shimmy of your pj shorts. The cold air hit your thighs but was enveloped in a warmish, wet feeling. His tongue. Leon moved his head towards the apex of your thighs beginning to gently kiss them before moving to the inner thigh. He looked at you before diving down to place a flurry of ticklish open mouthed kisses before sinking his teeth into one thigh.

You jolted at the sudden change in demeanour it felt surprisingly good sending a shock straight to your now throbbing core. His nose nuzzled against the cotton of your underwear, right on the soiled part that had been stained by your arousal oozing itself out of your sensitive cunt.

“Smells s'good, can I take this off for you sweetheart?” The string of desperate whines were all Leon needed to know that yes you did want it. Taking his sweet time pulling down your panties completely off and staring at your glistening treasure. So wet and aroused just for him he couldn't wait to dig in.

“Baby this all for me, hm?” Bringing his ring finger to your wet folds flicking upwards to get a little moan out of you, your hips bucking into the air.

“I'm gonna put a finger in, gonna make you feel real good you hear me?” Your furious nodding made Leon's arrogance grow, coating his fingers in your sticky slick he rubbed at your entrance.

“Please Leon, put it inside.”

“It'll hurt angel, but I promise It's gonna pass real soon.” Before you could respond he'd eased his thick, long fingers into your tight, wet hole making you cry aloud. Gripping his free arm, squeezing it as he began to slowly thrust his fingers inside of you. The pain began, but ended just as Leon had mentioned it would. Pleasure clouded your thoughts, you'd been missing out if this is what it felt like to be fingered. But maybe it was just Leon and his skilled fingers.

His pace never faltered, wanting you to reach your first proper orgasm with him; he added a second finger stretching you out invitingly for when the time came. Broken whines and gasps left your dry throat, pressure building  in your stomach you couldn't speak your words lodged in your throat as you came all over Leon's fingers.

“That's right baby all over my fingers, gonna lick it all up f'ya.”

Slowly pulling out, Leon had a sly smirk painted across his angelic features. If you were this loud with only his fingers, how would you react to his cock? Well guess he'd find out very soon. Bringing his fingers to his pinkish lips he licked them teasingly, looking at your blanked out expression.

“Are you ready for the real deal, my angel?”

“Yeah Leon please, want your cock inside me.”

Oh so straightforward you were, it's one of the things that Leon absolutely adored about yourself. He had no idea how you were still a virgin, but maybe you did believe in destiny and waited for him. His low growl felt possessive, pushing you back into the plush pillows he unbuttoned your low cut pyjama top before chucking it aside. Just as he had suspected from earlier you were wearing no bra. He chuckled, grabbing both your breasts and kneading them between his fingers. Thumb pads dancing over your hardened nipples, grazing them teasingly before latching his sweet mouth onto one. Your mewls made him weak to the knee, his excitement grew in his pants wanting to desperately be inside of you just as much as you wanted it.

Sliding his pants and briefs of his meaty thighs, Leon advanced towards you again spreading your legs forcefully before leaning down into your ear. “M’gonna make you feel so, so good you look so pretty like this baby.”

“Please Leon.” Your gentle request made Leon’s heart flutter, he really just couldn’t get enough. It felt so intimate, you trusted him and he wanted to prove to you that he was the only one for you.

Grabbing himself and positioning at your tight entrance he pushed in, the acoustic melody you made somewhat between a cry and a moan made Leon soften as he allowed you to adjust to him.

Crystalline tears filled your eyes from the pain of your boyfriend stretching you out and making a home of you nestled deep inside. Sniffling you managed to speak up, tapping the blonde's shoulder. “Can move now Leon- please.” Obeying Leon began to slowly thrust into your guts making your shaky breathing louder, the air felt stifling hot and you didn’t know where to look as you locked eyes with his pale blue ones.

“Aw my baby, shh It’s okay now why’re you crying my darling? Did It hurt you a lot? I’m so sorry my love, do you need anything?” Leon’s million questions floated right past your mushy brain, but you requested one thing.

“I want you fuck-” You whimpered as he sped up hitting a particularly treasured spot of yours but you continued your sentence. “To be closer ha- to me please!”

Leon closed the distance between your sweaty bodies, his chest pressed against your boobs, his hold on your thighs tightening as he ploughed your guts out. “S’ pretty, so gorgeous I love you so much.” He was met with an a Capella of mewls before he felt you cumming around his cock, your fucked out face blanking out while coming down from your high.

“Come on baby one more for meh, can’t let you off. It's your first time you need at least two, trust me.” And before you could even respond he was already overstimulating your insides, your fingers curled in his honey coloured hair. His face buried between your tits, you could smell his hair that lavender shampoo he always used, he smelled so damn good you had your eyes fluttering shut.

“Cum with me baby, I know you can c’mon please, please?” Leon’s guttural groan had you cumming for a second time tonight, you felt his warm, thick cum drip inside of you pulling out and collapsing on the bed. Leon caressed your shoulder lightly kissing the small freckle you had there.

“Thank you Leon, I love you no one can change that I pinkie swear on it.” You stuck out your finger cutely.

Just as he had thought, such an unpredictable and straightforward little thing, but he stuck out his pinkie all the same.

#leon scott kennedy #leon kennedy #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #re2 leon smut #re2 leon #re4 leon smut #re4 leon #re6 leon smut #re6 leon #resident evil #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut #reader insert

[scintillasofbeomgyu]

➷ young luv | p.js

pairing: park jongseong x reader.

synopsis: coming home to your boyfriend after a rough day at work, you realize that no matter how crazy life gets, he will always be your person.

genres: fluff, established relationship, this is domestic AF.

word count: 1,1k.

warnings: food, jay ☹️.

an: jay ☹️☹️☹️🫶🏻

a wave of relief washes over you as you step into the comfort of your home. the weather and a horrible day at work had left you feeling drained and achey. you kick off your shoes and hobble down the hall, pain pressing into the muscles in your legs.

you’re certain he has a built in sensor, because, as soon as the pain becomes too much, jay has appeared from somewhere in the house and has taken you into his arms. you light up and smile into the warmth of his chest, taking in the best smell in the word; cologne, cedarwood, the absolute love of your life.

“hey, baby.” he leaves a kiss in the spot he spoke into your hair, “i missed you.” you snuggle closer to him, unwilling to detach yourself from him, ever. his arms tighten and all your stress, worry and the pressure float away with a sigh.

“i missed you too.”

as if on cue, you feel warmth rub up against your legs. you grin and peer down at your cats, biscuit and bellatrix, looking up to you with sparkling green eyes blinking a slow hello. you step away from jay, the only reason you would, to bend down and give them head and chin rubs. pain shoots to your thighs, but you grit your teeth.

“did you miss me too, my loves?” you coo, and they hop up against you enthusiastically.

jay kneels down beside you and sighs, brushing a hand along biscuit’s back. “they only ever behave when you’re around. this boy was drinking out of the toilet again—God alone knows how he got in there when we leave it shut for exactly that reason.”

you chuckle, a warmth fluttering in your chest. there was something about these small moments that made you feel like the luckiest person in the world. and you were, to have your beautiful little family. you and jay and biscuit and bellatrix. your family.

but before you can revel in being together again after a few days any further, you’re lifted from the floor and back into your boyfriend’s arms. “what’s happening right now?” you arch a brow, but latch your arms around his neck and make yourself comfortable.

he drops a kiss to your temple, but says nothing. he sets you onto the bed and disappears into the bathroom for a moment. when he returns, his right sleeve is pushed up to below his elbow and water glistens off his arm. you chest aches with realization.

he removes your jacket and hands you a fresh towel and your jammies. “bath time, baby.” he says, and lifts you again, carrying you there. he helps you in, and you sigh into the warm, soothing water. “i’m going to finish up dinner. you take your time, okay? make sure to rub those legs.”

you’re blinking back tears when he brushes a kiss against your forehead. you’re not sure what you’ve done to deserve jay, his love. you had spent your life thinking you’d never have the kind of love you’d read about in books. and while your life with him was no stranger to perilous ups and downs, you couldn’t help but feel that what you had with him was far better than any fairytale.

when you finish your bath, and your muscles are feeling a lot more relaxed, you slip into your fluffy pjs and set off to the kitchen. the aroma of spices and something cooking makes your mouth water and your tummy rumble.

the table was set on the low table in the living room to your left, and jay was in the kitchen on your right. you watch him work from the hallway for a bit. his dark hair effortlessly kempt, his sweater that does nothing to hide the flexing muscles underneath, the focused frown on his face. you watch until you start feeling a little jealous of the apron hugging his waist, so you tiptoe up behind him and wrap your arms around his torso.

“i don’t think i should leave this apartment ever again,” you say into his back, eyes fluttering closed to the warmth there.

his low chuckle vibrates against your cheek, “you say the same thing every night, sweetheart.”

he turns around so you’re hugging his front and his arms drape across your shoulders. you pout, “but i mean it this time. minwoo is a jerk.”

“the infamous minwoo,” jay sighs, pulling you close before rubbing a hand down your back. “you’re not ready for me and the boys to pull up yet?”

you roll your eyes, but a smirk tugs at your lips. “and do what, park jongseong? have jake and sunghoon talk him to death?”

“it’d work,” he shrugs and you laugh.

he finishes up dinner, which, hell yeah, tastes just as mouthwatering as it looks. fresh, homemade lasanga with, yup, you guessed it, homemade garlic bread. your favourite.

you plop down on the cushions at the foot of the table and gobble down your food, sharing the details of your day with jay and he listens. you tell him how minwoo had belittled you once again for being the youngest of the team leaders at the consultancy, and how some of the other men treated you like a glorified PA which makes him frown and revisit the idea to hire a hitman. he dishes you another plate then the roles reverse and he tells you about practice. how things are getting alot more intense because their tour is coming up, but he enjoys how alive it makes him feel. you love how his eyes light up when he talks about his job. your little star.

when you try to help him with the dishes, like he does every other day he’s home, he sits you on the counter and says, “just sit there and look pretty.” and, like every other day, you swoon. you don’t know how he expects you to survive when he’s gone, when he never lets you do a single thing.

when he’s finished, he lays you on the couch and sits beside you, pulling your legs into his lap. he turns on the tv and gently begins massaging your legs. you watch him, the light from whatever’s playing on the screen highlighting his chiseled features. you fear he may be tired, but there is nothing other than pure contentment written on his face. like there’s nowhere else he’d rather be.

“i love you.” you say, meaning every single word.

he stops for a moment and leans into the back of the sofa, eyes locked onto yours. something swims in his almost-black eyes and your heart ignites. he grins, throwing you a wink.

“i love you too, baby. always.”

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#enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #kpc.creators #hybenet #jay imagines #jay scenarios #enhypen fluff #jay fluff #enhypen x reader #jay x reader

[chris-continues]

You irk me, yet again…

Basically: Knives in a turtleneck + glasses + messed up hair. Aka, “OH NO!! HES HOT!!”

TYSM TO MY AMAZING FRIEND FOR INSPIRING THIS PIECE @bansshi UR ART IS GORG

Knives is the image of perfection.

Well, curated closely to it, you’d say.

Ironed shirts, crisp lines, set face, clear tone. Neat, clean, proper, just distinctly Nai.

So even a hair out of place irks him, a small stubborn baby hair draping over his forehead and setting asymmetrical values to his face. Besides his mole, of course. He continued to intently read the document you’d shared, after you’d become each other's official unofficial proofreaders for assignments.

He huffed frustratedly, attempting to tuck it back into place atop his head.

“Everything ok?” You looked up from spare notes you were perusing over from last lecture. Knives only adjusted his reading glasses, biting the inside of his cheek. “Adequate.” He pauses, looking over to you. “It’s not your work, if that’s what you’re fretting over.”

“Good to know.” You truly just wanted to see how he was feeling, but it wasn’t a bad feeling to have your work praised by him. Was praise even the right word?

“Mm.” He hummed, continuing to read despite his annoyed glare. His voice reverberated through his chest, and every silent groan and huff would show through his turtleneck. “You felt awfully dressy today.” You scroll down the document you wrote during class, adding onto the notes in contemplation. “It looks nice.” Maybe paying back the.. compliment? (If that’s what it was).

His jaw clenched in response, looking at you from over his glasses, eyes ever so attentive.

“Lounging in sleepwear all day isn’t my ideal wardrobe.” He scoffed.

“Tell that to your brother, I think I’ve seen the same Star Wars pj pants at least once, if not twice a week.” You could draw them, if you wanted to. Lightsabers with Chewbacca and a, ‘in a galaxy far, far away,’ phrase printed here and there. Nai had to do his laundry for him every now and then if he didn’t want Vash to live in those pants.

His only retort was an exaggerated roll of his eyes, forearms flexing when he fixed that very, very annoying hair that draped over his forehead.

“You don’t look improper today yourself.” He typed a small comment off to the side, gifting you constructive criticism.

Was that a..

“Was that a compliment?” You lit up, hopes getting the best of you. When did you get so excited over his praise? Just a few months ago you’d found him upright and a bit of a prick, and he still was, just a bit more of an interesting uptight prick.

“If you see it that way.” He clears his throat, “I’m done proofreading, check it when you’re ready.”

“Thanks again.”

“Mhm.” And then he continued his work,

Irked by your comment and the small hair on his forehead.

#knives x you #knives x reader #college au knives #chris writes #trigun stampede #fanfic #drabble #art #fic inspired art

[suchawrathfullamb]

what are their fave things about eachother? (clothes, movements, interests, etc, y'know the little things :) )

I love the little things!

I think Will likes to see H in different clothes than what he was used to seeing him wear, yk? He saw him in formal wear and one time (maybe more?) in PJ's. So maybe he really likes it when H wears leather, like the bike fit he had in Paris. I bet Will loves that, cause it's a more clear manifestation of the dangerous and edgy side of Hannibal that's usually concealed in his fancy clothes.

For H, I think he loves when Will dresses up, since he rarely does. After being together, just like he did with those tailored shirts he brought to Europe for Will, I believe he'd get him some nice suits.

But they both probably prefer the other more vulnerable so no clothes are their favorite clothes :).

We know a lot more about H's interests than we do Will's, so I think cooking and drawing are the most obvious ones that Will would favor, because he gets to enjoy the food and idk but I always got the vibe that the drawing scenes made H a little more vulnerable, not that he was literally, he was certainly not, but it did gave off a softness that he didn't usually gave off. Maybe Will sees that, too, also, Will being the nars he is, would love to be showered with a collection of himself in various scenarios lol.

As for H, I think he'd be interested in anything Will is interested in, because that's just how he is lol. I bet he'd indulge and pluck at his brain at any newfound interest like, "you like gardening? why? what about it you like? since when? how did you discover? what's your favorite thing about it? tell me everything" and then would gift him a fancy gardening set or something lol. But god forbid Will made some association with someone else like "oh there was this neighbor I had an affair with and she liked gardening" cause H would go "um, no" and gone, all gone, H would burn all the gardens, forever, like no more gardening for you, get punished for having any attachments that isn't me. Will would be like why must you take it all away from me? and H would just I only want the best for you and having gardening interests because of some PERSON who isn't me is not the best...dear. beloved. bebesito.

anyway

little things, little things...I think Will likes to watch Hannibal sleep because it's a rare moment of vulnerability, I think he likes to observe how he sometimes gets these weird little things like meticulously separates seeds or grains when cooking, and he likes to try to understand why, how he's separating and choosing. I bet he loves the little moments when he shoves his arms inside someone's bowels, too cause ambulance scene. just the little things, yk? No but seriously, I can imagine them getting caught up in gory details of the kills, like omg look at how his muscles flex when he slides the knife along that rude's throat, idk lol.

And I think H loves every little thing about Will, my man is obsessed, and he is also just perceptive and likes to pay attention and draw everything from memory, so naturally he pays attention to every little thing Will does, also so anticipate his needs and emotions in general. Like "I noticed your breathing pattern changed slightly, and your heartbeat changed rhythm, would you care for a back massage and a warm tea?" yk just super regular things you'd notice about your loved one.

#ask the lamb #fluff headcanons #little hannigram things #hannigram #nbc hannibal #hannibal #will graham #murder husbands #hugh dancy #hannibal lecter #mads mikkelsen

[ellsieee]

This is my last rambling Unintentional Love Story post and I feel a bit sad that I have to say goodbye until season 2. I think it's going to be a while before another series captures my heart like this one. The last series before ULS that caused this level of brainrot was Word of Honor and that was two years ago. 😅

Taejoon and Wonyoung's story wrapped up beautifully. It brought all the warm fuzzies and I couldn't have asked for a more satisfying ending.

I like the contrast here, with Wonyoung feeling helpless, thinking they're really over, and Taejoon smiling because he realizes that Wonyoung is jealous and that they're definitely getting back together.

Istg Taejoon is being a little gremlin here. That smile on his face makes me think he knows that the way he responded makes it seem like he wants Wonyoung to disappear.

The way pulls Wonyoung into the hug with strength, but then gently cradles his neck during the hug made me sigh with happiness.

I've seen a lot of discussion about the dead fish kissing in ULS and I wanted to address it. I'm not going to pretend they didn't serve us multiple servings of dead fish. I get the criticism, we shouldn't be getting dead fish anymore in 2023 and I too, could have done without the dead fish close ups. However, I stand by my earlier statements that the dead fishes do not detract from the series. Despite the poor kissing skills, all the emotions are there, and isn't that what makes a series great?

The zoomed out shot of them kissing made my toes curl. I love the way that Taejoon is gripping Wonyoung's hands, not letting him go. It's these moments and feelings that resonate with me rather than the actual kissing. Would better kissing or getting rid of the dead fish close ups have improved the series? Probably yes, but only a little. Does it ruin the series as some claim? Absolutely not. I will defend this series till I die.

I loved Wonyoung's tear here. He's just so overcome with emotion and I was too while watching. His love is finally reciprocated again. I'm so happy for them.

YASSSS. Finally. I squealed with joy. Wonyoung's smile is everything. 🥰❤️

Melted into a big puddle of goo again. This is one of my favorite scenes. The way Wonyoung and Taejoon move their arms to hold each other closer, along with Taejoon's patented neck hold had me screaming into my pillow again. 😅

Love Donghee Taejoon bestie energy. Love that grabbing each other by the scruff is their way of communicating. No way is Taejoon going to let Donghee kiss Wonyoung! 🤭

I loved Wonyoung's piss off, I'm not scared of you look to Inho and daddy Taejoon's charging in to protect his boy.

THAT FLEX!! Wonyoung holding hands with Taejoon and then giving Inho that hmpf, loser glance as he is led away shows how confident he is now. Love it.

SO CUTE. I love the handhold with interlocking fingers. 🫠 I have not read the manhwa, but apparently Wonyoung is the one who buys the rings, so he could be checking Taejoon's ring size here. 🥰

Has any other kbl had this much handholding? I really like this shot because for whatever reason I see a heart in the empty space between them.

They are the cutest couple. Love how Wonyoung snuggles Taejoon. Taejoon loves Wonyoung's cutesy side just like me. Matching pjs should be cringe but it's freakin cute when they do it.

Oooo Wonyoung's got lines! 😊 I'm so glad that Taejoon was able to leave his baggage behind enough to be able to say that without feeling like Wonyoung is only trying to take advantage of him.

I'm so happy they released the behind the scenes so we can have both POVs of this hug. Wonyoung looks so happy. I'm smiling like an idiot again.

I love that we got to see Wonyoung standing up to vice manager Jung. Demanding an apology! You get him Wonyoung! But also, when did Jung find out that Taejoon and Wonyoung were dating? When did he find out they broke up? Did Taejoon tell him? 🤔

A picturesque ending. 🥰❤️🫠 I do wish we got a bit of back story on the rings, but it doesn't matter. They're going to live happily ever after, I know it.

It's really over. 😭 I will miss this series so much. It's my favorite kbl ever for now.

In case anyone is interested and missed the other spazz posts: [Ep 1-4] [Ep 5-6] [Ep 7] [Ep 8] [Ep 9]

#my weekly spazzy love letter to unintentional love story #this series is just so good #i can't stop talking about it yet #but at least i can start bringing myself to properly watch some other series now #unintentional love story

[wallet6464]

DRAGON X MACHO (OR SPIN KICKS AS I HAVE DECIDED TO CALL THE SHIP) 🐉 💳

This will just be me rambling about them and head cannons and stuff!

First off, why do I ship 'em?

-I genuinely think it would be a fun paring with the contrast between the two

-they have been in TWO games together (macho being champ In both)

-I just think macho would like his fun boyfriend and would think he is super sweet and adorable

-dragon needs more love

How I think they would start dating:

-I think dragon had the most obvious crush on macho thinking he was super cool

-Heike wingmanned the whole time since he could talk to macho (being in the world circuit after all)

-they acc enjoyed each other a lot and decided to acc start dating

ANYWAYS REAL HEADCANON TIME:

(With examples)

-Dragon has autism and macho doesn’t understand any of it but he still is supportive (example:)

Smm “why do you only buy dragon stuff here babe?”

Dragon “Oh dragons are my hyperfixation”

Smm “what the heck is that? Oh well doesn't matter. Here is $5000, buy every dragon here! love you babe”

Dragon “I love you too 宝贝“

(Drawing this in comic form eventually lol)

-CONSTANT BEACH DATES

dragon doesn’t mind tho he just likes to hang out with macho and macho loves to show him off and teach him how to surf (plus dragon gets to show off his cool dragon leg tattoos which is another headcannon i need to draw)

-they watch reality tv together and dragon loves to hear macho talk about the show and relationships in depth

Smm: “ that big Ed dude where do I start on HIM!”

Dragon: “um tell me his most infamous moment 宝贝”

Smm: *queue 90 day fiancé rant*

-dragon is spoiled rotten by macho, like down right decomposed rotten. dragon even mentions smth he wants and it’s his the next day

Dragon: “OMG THAT IS SO COOL” (probably a dragon figure)

Smm: “OMG YEAH BAE That’s so radical”

(already buying it on Amazon prime WITH next day delivery)

-like only Heike and soda know even though it’s really obv if people thought about it (and tbh if you asked macho he would so flex his “radical partner” or if you asked dragon he would gush about how amazing macho is as a boyfriend )

-GYM PARTNERS!!! Dragon helps macho on leg day and vice versa. Each of them are each other's spotter and motivate each other during sets.

Smm: “ PUMP IT BABE!! YOU GOT IT!!”

Dragon: “Focus 宝贝! I know you can do it!”

-dragon will climb on machos back randomly (he needs to be swears)

-Macho does Q and A live streams with dragon JUST off screen and ignores questions about him (he does a lil trolling)

Smm: “Welcome to another TUBULAR stream from SUPER MACHO MAN RAHH!”

“Give yours truly some questions dudes and dudettes”

(And Dragon just be Reading diary of a wimpy kid in the background) (is that a self projection onto dragon? Yes, it was but I’m not wrong)

-They Have a shared Spotify account and a shared playlist and they both connect their headphones and do smth together!

-on there shares Spotify their playlists would be named by macho and have really fun names (eg:)

EPIC RADICAL TUBULAR BEACH VIBES (macho’s personal playlist)

THE BAES TOTALLY SICK PLAYLIST (Dragon’s personal playlist)

AWESOME TOGETHER WITH THE BABE PLAYLIST (self explanatory)

-macho sleeps in bare minimum Pjs and dragon wears a full on dragon onesie

-they cook together but macho had a home chef as a kid so he kinda bad at it so dragon helps a lot and they have fun!

-Dragon LOVES to share his favourite Chinese dishes and macho demolishes it ALL

-play Roblox together (macho always convinces him play the dress up games but they still have fun)

Smm: “UGH who does SHE think she is getting a higher rating then my GNARLY outfit!!!”

Dragon: “ Your outfit is my favourite so it wins in my eyes!”

Smm: “thanks babe let’s beat these bogus outfits!”

OK THAT'S ALL OMG THIS IS SO LONG BUT I'M LOW KEY DELUSIONAL ABOUT SPINKICKS

if you read this far, thanks for listening to my crazy rambling about my rare pair! I love 'em so much and expect more spinkicks content in the future!

#punch out #punch out wii #super punch out #super macho man #dragon chan #spinkicks #I LOVE THEM SO MUCH HELP #🐉💳

[galaxysharks]

Some conversations are hard

*ding*

"Does Jet need something?" Ashlyn asked as she paused the video. It was the fourth interruption in the past twenty minutes. She didn't really mind, but Maddie has had to get up and step out to call and explain the steps to making spaghetti three times now, and Ash is pretty sure that's more times than there are steps to do.

Normally, Ash would just suggest they go get dinner and bring him some on the way, but Maddie was down to just her undershirt and some sweats and Ashlyn had already changed into pajamas. Again, not that it would be the first PJ food run, but this set showed a little more leg than she was prepared to flaunt to her girlfriend's brother. Also she was enjoying the rare view of Maddox's shoulder muscles, so sue her.... actually right now, they were flexing and shifting, which was odd....

"actually, it's not Bro-Bear this time, it's Madison. She needs help remembering how we made the trees for Into the Woods...."

"Wait, you seriously still talk to her!?", at some point, Ashlyn will learn not to blurt out the first thing on her mind. I mean she's got to right? Well regardless, this particular outburst went over about as well as could be expected.

Maddox put her phone to the side and stared, "What's that supposed to mean? We're friends, of course I'm going to text her".

"She's not your friend, Maddie, I don't want you texting her" really Ash, 10/10 job on the not sounding like an abusive asshole!

"I don't understand, you've never been upset about this before" see, that's a perfectly reasonable approach to this situation, take notes, Ash!

"that was before I knew about that night at the shrine!" nope, sticking with the asshole route, that's a choice.

Maddox paused then, and turned to the door, pulling her legs up and wrapping her arms around them. Ashlyn could see those beautiful expressive eyes, they were pooling.

"I-I didn't realize me being with her would change things for you...." Maddie stuttered as she stood, "Hey, Ash.... I think I should go check on Jet..."

JJ jumped up from where he had been sleeping on the rug. He shoved Maddie back against the bed, pinning her.

Ash leapt to her feet, hurrying forward and stopping in front of her girlfriend.

"Wait! Wait! I'm saying this all wrong. I'm not upset that you were with her!" Ashlyn goes to put her hands on her shoulders, but stops when Maddie cringes away.

She supposed it was a credit to their relationship that JJ isn't snarling at her with how tightly Maddox is gripping his fur....

"What are you mad about then, what did I do?" Maddox still refused to meet her eyes, instead looking at JJ as she scratched behind his ears.

"You didn't do anything, She assaulted you!" Maddox flinched back at the tone and words.

"Don't, don't call it that! T-that's not what--"

"You didn't want to, and she continued anyway"

"She, I didn't say anything...."

"Hey.... I know you right? I know when you're uncomfortable and upset?"

"Yeah, yeah always"

"She knew you too. She knew you weren't okay, and pushed you to keep going." Ashlyn worked to keep her voice gentle and steady, she really needed to be calm for this.

"Ash....maybe she thought...."

"You had a panic attack because you thought you might have made me feel how you felt, and you get tense and jumpy every time she texts." Ashlyn sat beside her on the bed, JJ now casually resting his head on Maddie's legs.

"Ash....I.....I didn't want to...." The fluid that has pooled finally gave way, streaming down her cheeks. Maddox slid to the ground and buried her face into JJ's shoulder.

Ashlyn joined her, gently running her hand through her hair and letting her girlfriend lean into her side.

"Ssshhhh.....ssshhhh, you're alright. I know it's going to be hard, but continuing to talk to her is hurting you." Privately, Ashlyn also thought Maddox would benefit from speaking to someone about this, but it's not for her to reveal, and right now she has more pressing things to be concerned with.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts maddox #high school musical the musical the series #hsm the series #hsmtmts season 4 #ashlyn caswell #madlyn #tw discussions of the Forrest Incident #this took awhile #i am back baby! #tw sa mention

[thegettingbyp2]

Hi! How are you? It's been a while since last time I request something! I was thinking about something for Johnny knoxville of course ❤ What about a Johnny x Reader in which they are filming Forever and she gets injured pretty bad in the bit with the big fans? Like she tried after poopies (who sould have a crush on her even in this one ahahah it was too funny) and things get bad because there is too much air energy and she is too light for this kind of bit? Have a nice day ♡♡♡

I Want a Go

Sometimes you really questioned how Johnny got some of his ideas for stunts. Some of his ideas, you would be able to see the cogs moving in his head as he would sit and watch cartoons but other times, you would just be sitting together in the car or on the sofa and he would just come up with something; which is how this stunt came about.

‘How hard do you think it’ll be to get a hold of a load of really big fans?’ Johnny asked, almost to himself, as you were both lying in bed one night after a day of filming.

‘What the fuck are you talking about?’ You replied, used to his random ideas by now.

‘Don’t you think it would be a good idea to get a massive slip and slide, an inflatable chair and a fuck ton of those huge fans you can get, point them all in the same direction, put someone in the chair and just watch them go,’ he said, turning onto his side to fully face you.

‘An inflatable chair? How come not an umbrella? That’s what you usually see in the cartoons with anything wind-related.’ You regretted your words as soon as they left your mouth, seeing Johnny’s mouth fall open at your suggestion. ‘No, PJ, stick to the chair, it’ll be safer.’

---

That’s how you ended up turning up to set a couple of weeks later and being greeted with the sight of a giant slip and slide surrounded by fans that were a lot bigger than you had expected. You heard Johnny’s laugh next to you as he took in the sight in front of him, clearly getting excited.

After Jeff and Johnny had stood in front of everyone and explained how the stunt was going to work, you headed over to where the two men were standing, sliding underneath Johnny’s arm.

‘So, who’s actually going to be doing this?’

 ‘Why? You want a go, (Y/N)?’ Jeff asked, laughing lightly, knowing your answer.

‘Absolutely not,’ you replied, feeling Johnny’s hand flex on your waist as he chuckled underneath his breath.

‘Poopies is gonna do it, doll,’ Johnny answered for you.

‘I thought you would have done it, it was your idea.’

‘That’s exactly why I’m not doing it. You realise how fast that things going to go?! Anyway, Poopies volunteered straight away.’

About half an hour later, you were standing next to Johnny to the side of the fans, watching as the chair was being blown up. ‘I’ll be back in a minute, I’m going to go and wish him good luck,’ you said to Johnny, nodding your head towards Poopies. Johnny nodded and kissed your head, waiting until you were out of reach to take his hands off of you.

‘Hey,’ you said as you approached Poopies who was currently putting a pair of goggles over his eyes. You held in a laugh as he started slightly and turned around to fully face you. You could feel Johnny’s eyes on you, not completely trusting Poopies around you since he pretty much asked you on a date while you were dating Johnny; not that he knew that at the time, you thought it was pretty cute.

‘(Y/N), hi! Everything okay?’

‘Yeah! I just wanted to say good luck before you start, if this goes well, it’s going to look incredible!’

‘Thanks! Take it you and Knoxville are watching?’

‘Obviously! You think he wouldn’t stick around and watch something like this?!’ You laughed before Jeff called out that they were about to start filming so you quickly wished Poopies luck again before rushing back over to Johnny.

As you were watching the stunt, you hadn’t realised how much fun it looked and a part of you couldn’t help but want to have a go. When Jeff called ‘cut’, you headed over to Jeff, knowing that you had more of a chance of him agreeing to letting you have a go than Johnny. After talking to him quickly and getting him to agree, you headed back over to Johnny to tell him the plan.

‘Sweetheart, are you sure you want to do that?’ he asked, sounding unconvinced. ‘You saw the hit Poopies just took to the face, right?’

‘I know but I looks fun and I never join in with anything you do on set.’

‘No one expects you too sweetheart. Do you want me to come with you?’

‘No, I want to do it on my own, thank you though,’ you said, leaning up to land a quick kiss on his lips.

‘Fine, but I’m coming with you, need to make sure you don’t hurt that pretty face.’

As you and Johnny headed over to the set-up, you didn’t see Ehren trip over, hand landing on the on-button to stop himself from falling. The next thing you knew, you were being hit in the face with a gust of wind that sent you crashing right into Johnny’s chest who was a couple of paces behind you. Johnny’s arms wrapped around your body instinctively, trying to hold you in place despite being hit with the gust of wind as well. The both of you hit the floor, you landing on top of Johnny’s body, him having cheated your bodies in mid-air so he would take the worst of the hit. As you both lay catching your breath, your body moving on top of Johnny’s as he laughed, you realised that your ankle was absolutely killing you after having landed on it funny.

Johnny stood first and leant down to help you up to your feet, his face dropping as soon as he saw you wince when you tried to put pressure on your ankle.

‘What happened? What’s wrong?’ he said, moving instantly to wrap one arm around your waist, letting you lean into him for support.

‘Nothing, I’m fine. I think I just landed weird on my ankle, I just need to walk it off,’ you brushed his worry off, making to step forward and falling back against his body, his arms already waiting to catch you. ‘Yeah, I might need to get this looked at.’

‘Let’s get you to the hospital, sweetheart. It’ll be a surprise when they find out we’re there for you instead of me this time,’ he said, trying to make light of the situation.

‘Not yet!’ you said, pressing backwards against his chest, ‘I still want to try the chair out.’

Johnny looked at you as if you had grown another head. ‘Baby, you don’t need to prove anything by going on the chair. Please let me take you to the hospital.’ He said, taking a hold of your hand.

‘Now you know how she feels whenever you almost kill yourself doing stunts,’ Chris called out only to be silenced by one look from Johnny.

‘Please,’ you begging, giving Johnny your best puppy eyes.

‘You really want to have a go,’ Johnny asked dubiously and you already knew that he had given in. ‘Fine. But I’m going on it with you.’

‘Johnny, you don’t have to, plus, it’s only a small chair, there isn’t enough room for the both of us.’

With a smirk, Johnny scooped you up until he was carrying you in his arms bridal-style and started walking towards the chair. ‘You really thought you were going to sit next to me, sweetheart? ‘ he said, as he sat down in the chair, pulling you to sit on his lap and wrapping his arms tightly around your body, acting as a seatbelt.

‘Thank you,’ you said quietly in his ear, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

‘As soon as this is over, we’re going to the hospital,’ he said just before Jeff turned the fans back on and off you went.

#johnny knoxville #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoxville imagine #jackass

[astrophobica]

the one where virgil finds roman post-quest

warning: description of graphic injury, mild gore, unlicensed medical treatment

something was wrong. something was very, very wrong.

virgil didn't know what, but he could feel it in every fiber of his being. it rattled through him like how a lawnmower rattles windows in the early morning, like how a motorcycle hums and growls right before it takes off. he had barely woken up, still laying in bed. still, he couldn't shake the feeling.

he pushed himself up and out of bed, grabbing a once-worn shirt from the floor. slinging it on haphazardly over his pj pants, virgil padded out into the hallway, frowning as he paused outside the bathroom. the light shone through the crack at the bottom of the door. when he tried the handle, it was locked. from an outside perspective it was entirely innocuous; however virgil knew for a fact that it was 7am at that moment and he was always the last one asleep and first one awake. he raised his hand to knock.

"hey, what's the deal?" he called, low enough so as not to disturb the others in the house. "everyone knows i get first dibs."

there was no response. he knocked again. "hello? sleepyhead?" still, nothing. "you get a count of three until I'm busting in there, and if it turns out there's nobody in there i'm going to kick remus' ass. ready?"

"one," virgil jiggled the doorknob in warning. "two, three-" he paused, waiting for any kind of last minute response. "alright, i'm coming in," virgil warned, summoning a bobby pin and deftly popping the lock open. all his alarm bells went off at once upon pushed the door open.

the bathroom was covered in blood. more specifically, roman's blood. the prince was sitting passed out against the wall with a sizable stab wound in his gut, which still looked relatively fresh. the medicine cabinet was open, and various ointments and bandages were scattered on the floor next to him.

"holy shit," virgil breathed. "fuck, fuck princey, okay- okay hold on-" he dropped to his knees beside roman, breathing ragged as he pressed shaking fingers to roman's wrist. luckily his pulse was still beating weakly, and the bit of movement caused him to stir, eyelashes fluttering.

"virge?" he mumbled, dazed green eyes floating up to just left of virgil's face. "wh..."

"shut up- shut up about that and tell me how to fix you," virgil whispered fiercely, brushing roman's hair out of his eyes.

"shirt off," he said. virgil picked at the fabric around the wound, peeling it away and wincing at the blood. why was there so much blood? were people supposed to have this much blood? "peroxide," roman instructed next, and virgil fumbled with the bottle cap, dropping it with a clatter that made the prince wince.

"sorry," virgil muttered, then spotted the hand towel. he snatched it down, pushing it against roman's lips. "bite," he said, and waited until roman did so before dipping a ball of cotton into the alcohol and pressing it against the wound. roman's jaw flexed on the fabric as virgil cleaned the injured area with the sharp precision that came with adrenaline.

he finished quickly, looking back up at roman for instruction. roman's eyes looked more alert than before, and virgil wasn't sure if he was grateful for it or guilty. "stitches," he said, and virgil felt his stomach drop. sure, he had stitched on the patches to his jacket, but that was fabric! fabric was easy. fabric didn't move under his fingers or bleed or die-

"virgil," roman said, more urgently, and virgil winced.

"yeah, hold your horses, princey," he said, scanning the floor and snatching up the medical thread with shaking fingers. it took him several tries to thread the needle, and then several more deep breaths until he felt grounded enough to start the stitches. ladder stitch, simple enough- if he let his vision swim enough it almost looked like purple plaid.

he bit off the end of the thread and pulled it through, tying it off with quite a few more knots than he probably needed for it to be secure. "okay," virgil said, voice rough. "okay, princey, where are we going?"

roman's eyes had drifted shut. virgil flicked his cheek, harder than strictly necessary. "my room," he mumbled, lashes fluttering as he raised his arm to hook around virgil's shoulder. virgil nodded, taking his time to heave them both upright.

the pair stumbled down the hall, and virgil had to stop to flick roman awake more than a few times. he shouldered the door to roman's room open, helping him inside. virgil noticed he had a prominent limp, and couldn't help but wonder what the hell got him into this state.

roman sank into his plush duvet with a sigh. his breathing rattled out unsteadily, and virgil immediately started helping him lay in a more comfortable position. finally roman looked at ease- or rather, in less pain than before, so virgil seized his opportunity.

"what the hell happened, huh, princey?" he demanded. "how'd you get hurt this bad?"

"quest," roman mumbled, already dozing off. virgil flicked roman's cheek again.

"hey. no sleeping until i get answers. the hell kind of quest did this?"

"fought a..." his face scrunched up as he tried to remember. "a giant...beetle. had big metal spikes."

#drabble #sanders sides #roman sanders #virgil sanders #tss #ts sides #yet another draft from 2019 that i am never going back to finishing so im throwing it into the void

[raptorsaurusmelain]

Let me show you... Youtube - chapter 13

Little chapter as we are Sunday and I am lazy. I hope you all have a wonderful day !

Warning : no proof reading, English is not my mother tongue.

If you are interested in reading this fic, the tag "#twst lmsyy" will give you all the chapters.

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Later that evening, Ace and Deuce came to do a little sleep over. Before the fun began, she asked them to clean a room so everyone could sleep on a bed. They cleaned a room with four beds, corresponding to a room for the first year from what the woman understood.

Kidding, the woman asked if they needed to be tucked in, to which Yuu laughed, Deuce was flustered and Ace answered “Get out !!”. Ah la la, teenagers Imma right ?

When Victoria was back in her room, she couldn’t help but feel anxious. She didn’t know what was the proper reaction to have when a kid witnesses an overblot. Overblots didn’t exist in her world. Was she supposed to smother them with love ? To leave them a little bit so they can digest their emotions ? To cry with them because everything was a traumatic event ? Everything at once ?

She was lost.

She just hoped that the night would help her in her dilemma.

The morning was like always but with more teenagers, arguing about how they will make Riddle apologize. Victoria looked at them over her mug of hot tea, chatting happily. It wasn’t long since they were here, but a kind of routine was already in place.

She got up, prepared the table, Yuu and Grim got down, still sleepy in their PJs. Then they ate, they dressed up and they went to school.

The woman was happy. Despite everything that would happen, they at least had a warm home in the making. Maybe… Maybe Victoria could do a GikTok chain on ‘how to renovate your old busted home’ ? That was… Quite a good idea. She would ask Yuu later. Maybe the Child would love to be a part of it ?

The day at school began quietly. Today her janitor work brought her to the gym. She was impressed, amazed and surprised by seeing the brooms in action. They were flying !! Like really flying ! Without ropes or any kind of help ! Damn, so cool !

She was welcomed by a mountain of muscles clothed in a red track suit. “Hello, Mrs Devi ! I was expecting you ! We have a bit of a situation in the locker room !”

[I don’t like where this is going…]

Aaaand like she thought, the showers were broken. She pinched her nose en sighed. From the look of the pipes, someone was playing roughly next to it and kicked it. How was she going to repair this… Time to bust out the good old WeTube.

After an hour long of research, watching multiple tutorials and reassuring Vargas that yes, the repairs were going along well, she finally had an idea on how to do that. With the help of a good old wench, she bent back the pipe with a lot of tears, curse and effort.

At the end of the class, Vargas came to congratulate her. “It wasn’t easy to bend back the pipe, you could have asked for my help !” Flexing his muscles at the end.

Victoria laughed, cleaning her tears full of mascara. “Yes but you were occupied with teaching. It is a dangerous sport, you need to watch them as much as you can to ensure minimal accidents.”

Vargas smiled. “It is dangerous indeed, but it is worth the effort. The feeling of being free and the wind against your skin is exhilarating !”

Victoria blinked. “Like wearing a skirt or a dress ? You feel the wind like this too.”

The man didn’t know what to answer. After a few seconds, he pulled himself together. “How can you compare such an honorable sport to wearing a dress ?”

She shrugged. “The nerve. And the fact that I never flew except thanks to a plane.”

Vargas huffed. “We need to fix that right now ! Come with me, we will fly on my broom.”

Victoria smiled widely. “REALLY ? Damn, life is GOOD.”

Tag : @boba-tea-fish @hipsterteller

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst lmsyy #twst fanfic #twst yuu #twst wonderland #twst vargas #ashton vargas

[pretendfan]

{Roommates} SEVEN

(A/N After spending what feels like forever editing this chapter I hope it makes sense and you embrace the simmering burn and building tension which will pretty soon be boiling over at this rate, so much flirting and Adrian makes those panties drop!!! Hope you enjoy❤️)

(Pairing)

Adrian Chase x Female reader

(Summary)

Desperately in need of a roommate, your co-worker knows a guy, but why did it have to be Adrian? The guy both annoyed and frustrated the hell out of you getting under your skin from the very moment that you had meet him.

But this was only temporary there was no need to complicate things by really getting to know one another or even worse catch feels along the way. Sure it had been a while for both of you but hooking up with your roommate was a terrible idea…wasn’t it?

(Words)

9718

(Warnings)

Mentions of ex, cannon type violence from Vij, lots of swearing, mention of the bad date, simmering tension continues, Adrian Chase is a horn dog, Phoebe and Scott need to be stopped, can they just stop flirting now…Adrian will make you swoon! 18+ ONLY

{SEVEN}

Focusing on breakfast because it was of course the most important meal of the day, Adrian tries his absolute hardest to not openly stare at you in your PJ’s, but it’s no good.

There you were walking around the apartment in a short tee shirt and even shorter shorts which left little to the imagination, well his at least he knew he shouldn’t even be looking but his eyes just wouldn’t comply.

That is until you turn around to smile at him catching Adrian gawping as he quickly looks away ,pretending to open and close cupboards nearby like he was looking for something, when really he was just trying to control himself.

Sneaking a glance back towards his roommate Adrian clenches his jaw when he spots you leaning over the couch, innocently trying to look for something but all he can see is your peachy ass in the air which makes him let out a very low groan.

Suddenly you stand back up again and head off back to your room, all the while Adrian continues to watch your every move until you are out of view, but when he looks back towards the cupboard he hits his forehead hard on the corner of the door he’d left open making him step back and curse loudly.

Serves him right for staring Adrian surmises rubbing his forehead with his right hand, as he slams the cupboard door closed picking up the rest of his pop tart, whilst he tries his hardest to ignore the way his body was responding to you.

“Nope, can never happen.” Adrian reminds himself in a glum but low voice.

Taking his final bite of breakfast Adrian slowly turns round and grips onto the kitchen counter, with both his hands as he flexed them against the cool tiles imagining in what universe could you and him be anything but roommates, the results were obviously very bleak.

“What happened to your forehead?” You ask Adrian catching him deep in thought still in the kitchen only this time he had a red scratch on his forehead.

“Oh! I’m fine no need to panic!” Adrian tells you jokingly rubbing a hand across his forehead almost knocking his glasses off in the process.

“Sorry I asked.” You tell him with a smile noticing not for the first time how good he looked in those fitted grey sweatpants, it should have been a crime, you just knew they would be your focus for today the thought makes your cheeks start to feel warm.

“I better get ready for work.” Adrian nods noticing your cheeks that had started to go pink ,why did you always respond to him in such a way that made him desperately want to…either way he couldn’t so that was that.

“I’m off of to meet Lara.”

“Inviting you out to another date night is she?” Adrian questions in a teasing voice that makes you shudder both from his timbre and the idea of going on another date.

“I hope not-“

“Good!” Adrian cuts you off with a smile whilst you look up at him a bemused look.

“I agree, but why do you care-

“Obviously I don’t!” Scoffs Adrian cutting you off with a shrug as he then pretends to look at his wrist as if he was wearing a watch, which he wasn’t then muttering that he was running late he walks off out the kitchen.

Smiling to yourself as you watch Adrian’s retreating back, you grab your keys then head out to meet Lara before work, hoping that Scott and Phoebe wouldn’t annoy you too much during your shift.

Standing at his station at work Adrian stifles yet another yawn suddenly dead on his feet, wishing that he could just go grab a quick nap in his car or better yet just give up on today.

The lunch crowd at Fennel Fields had long gone leaving behind the late afternoon customers, usually elderly people wanting their discount on microwaved spaghetti and meatballs which Adrian would not recommend.

With nothing to do Adrian sneaks a look at his phone debating whether to message you again, but then he knew he would spend the rest of his shift checking to see if you had replied, the very thought weirdly makes him smile.

“Do I want to know what’s making you grin like a dork right now?” Scott asks making Adrian almost drop his phone in the process, when he grips it firmly in his hand then replaces it back in his apron pocket.

“I’m working dude.” Adrian groans hoping his boss didn’t see that this idiot was here, other wise he wouldn’t hear the last of it because apparently Adrian was a slacker, and his friend being here never helped his case.

“I’ve just finished, what are you up to tonight besides your other job-“

“Don’t talk about that here!” Adrian snaps louder than planned causing one of the waitress’s named Jenny, to glare over at him whilst he calmly waved back elbow balanced on his wooden station waiting for something to do.

“Or are you going to try and spend some time with your roommate again, get cosy on the couch and-“

“Dude, I’m not in the mood I’m already wiped and I just want to go home and sleep.” Adrian states at his oldest friend looking like he said completely worn out but Scott apparently is in a teasing mood, like always.

“I knew it, you are ignoring your other job for your roomie aren’t you?” Scott questions with glee on his face which makes Adrian narrow his eyes.

“You know I’m fucking badass in all my heroic endeavours and I haven’t actually hung out with Y/N so you can just calm down.” Adrian mutters in a low voice not wanting to explain that he has in fact hung out with you and he had liked it, definitely a little too much.

“You’ve got it so bad dude it’s embarrassing-“

“Just fuck off ok!” Adrian snaps again as quietly as he could but he notices the look on Scott’s face.

“Chase! My office, now!” Rick the manager yells causing Adrian to glare at Scott who finally takes the hint and leaves.

Rubbing a hand across his face Adrian could not believe the shit day he had suffered so far, despite coming home three hours ago and falling straight on top of his bed instantly crashing, he had decided to call in sick on his other job tonight needing some time to chill out instead.

It had absolutely nothing to do with you, alone in the bathroom in the shower whilst he tried to think of anything else even turning the TV up didn’t help him focus, so he decided to snack instead.

Receiving an absolute onslaught from his boss earlier today Adrian would need to pay Scott a visit soon, and kick the crap out of his supposed best friend, because payback was a bitch.

Finishing his chips Adrian licks the tips of his fingers then folding the small bag up into a tiny square he flicks it onto the coffee table, sighing to himself because now he had finished eating his mind and eyes both drifted back down towards the bathroom door.

Switching off the TV Adrian gets up to turn off the den light then falling back onto the couch he just lays there, trying to make peace with his thoughts because straight up ignoring them wasn’t doing anything to help his mood, which was a bad mix of grumpy and horny.

Considering heading to his room to jerk off Adrian looks up from his position on the couch when he hears a noise, and then proceeds to freeze when he spots you standing by the kitchen counter rubbing lotion on your hands, then gliding them slowly down your arms.

Your hair is down and curly around your neck making him want to bury his head there again as he continues to watch you in the dark, whilst you were oblivious, his eyes travelling downwards taking in the short tee shirt that barely covered your short style underwear.

Adrian feels his sweatpants tighten as he watches you his eyes firmly planted on your ass yet again because he couldn’t look away, you were so fucking hot how was he supposed to keep the unwritten agreement between you and not try to pull you onto his lap.

Turning round you notice a figure sitting on the couch in the shadows, which obviously makes you jump not realising you was putting on a show right now for your roommate.

“Adrian, what are you doing in the dark?” You ask him placing your hands on either side of your hips but drop them when you realise your pushing your tee shirt up higher, you were already showing off a little too much skin.

“I-I was trying to take a nap perfectly innocent over here.” Adrian declares sitting up on the couch from a laying down position.

“You saying it’s perfectly innocent instantly makes me suspicious were you watching me?” You ask Adrian feeling bold suddenly so you head over to stand in front of him noticing how his eyes wouldn’t look at you which makes you smile.

“I mean you do look really good right now but of course the agreement between us stops-“

“Yeah, sure! We both agreed so that’s that.” You tell Adrian in a disbelieving voice that even he picks up on when you spot his arched eyebrow as he continues to watch you.

“I guess, but you don’t sound very-“

“Night Adrian!” You tell him hurriedly rushing off to your room not sure how much more you could handle before you broke the very agreement you kept bringing up by straddling your roomie’s thick thighs.

Adrian folds his arms behind his head and lays back down with a small grin on his face which soon turns into a groan when he feels his erection tenting his sweatpants, he was uncomfortable and in need of an instant release but Adrian already knew that it wouldn’t be enough.

Waiting for as long as he could Adrian laid there trying to ignore his throbbing cock which made him hiss whenever the fabric of his sweatpants brushed against him, it was no use he couldn’t stop thinking about you in that tee shirt and as for your black underwear the memory makes him whine softly to himself.

“Fuck it.” Adrian mutters through his teeth as he lifts up his tee shirt to reveal his stomach, then moments later he shoves down his sweatpants unceremoniously, grabbing onto his hard cock at the base.

Adrian rubs his thumb over his thick head to spread the pre-cum that sat there he starts to stroke himself, thinking about you of course which means he only lasts about five more pumps of his hand before he silently opens his mouth, rocking his hips as he spills warm fluid over his stomach feeling pretty much far from fulfilled.

Making his way to the bathroom to clean up he decides that he can’t just keep jerking off all night despite his cock’s protest as it bounces at the very thought, he instead needed to head out despite the late hour and see if there actually were any criminals to kill, it was far easier than actually heading to your bedroom and making a move.

Twice in one day you think you spot your ex at work the very thought sends a cold chill down your spine, because you never wanted to see him again, and now you were seeing him everywhere.

The first time a guy rocked up to the counter whilst you were alone out front and he made you jump seeing how he looked so much like your ex, short shaved blonde hair, pale blue eyes and thin lips you were seconds away from punching him in self defence.

Luckily you notice how he is a lot shorter than your asshole ex, so you relax and try to look normal not like you were ready to yell at him to get the fuck out of the coffee shop or anything.

The second time you were aimlessly looking out of the window, sitting behind Phoebe out front again when you thought you had seen him pass by, stopping at the window to look inside which make you gasp.

“Hey, are you ok?” Phoebe asks you with a worried look on her face.

“Oh! I’m fine.” You smile feeling embarrassed when you realise the guy isn’t in fact your ex but a paying customer who you are starting to freak out by staring at him.

“Hey, what can I get you?” Phoebe asks the guy distracting him enough to stop giving you a wide eyed look whilst you start to feel like you were losing your mind a little.

Sure, ever since that night you had sat with Adrian in the kitchen you have had hardly any sleep, which of course wasn’t his fault but the lack of rest was seriously starting to get to you.

“I’ll be back in five.” You tell Phoebe but she is too busy talking to the customer to hear, so you decide to head through the kitchen to stand out the back for some fresh air.

The rest of day you are left feeling lost which sets you on edge, and that just makes you angry so hiding in the office until the end of your shift, for fear of snapping someone’s head off.

It wasn’t as if you wanted your ex back, so why were you seeing him? Was this a way to stop thinking about Adrian because that wasn’t working either you decide with a sigh, needing to stop overthinking you leave work earlier than planned just because you could.

Cursing loudly to himself Adrian was incredibly pissed he couldn’t find the TV remote anywhere, he just wanted to crash on the couch for a while before he met Scott, was that too much to fucking ask for?

Hearing you come out of your bedroom because he was knocking things over in a desperate attempt to find the remote, Adrian looks up at you with an angry look when he spots you staring back at him.

“What’s up with you?” You ask calmly but then instantly regret it when Adrian throws a cushion behind him from the couch then starts shouting.

“I can’t find the fucking TV remote where did you hide it?” Adrian questions angrily which makes you suppress a giggle.

“I-I haven’t hidden it from you dude.”

You tell him still trying not to laugh but it’s no good, he gives you another dark look that just sets you off.

“Why the fuck are you laughing at me?” Adrian throws his hands up in the air then stomps nearer to you, taking up too much personal space that instantly makes you stop giggling and tense up.

“Y- you need to calm down it’s probably just on the coffee table under all that-“

“You drive me completely insane you know that right?” Adrian question in a deep voice making you glance up at him as you catch his eyes staring down at your lips.

“You do a great job of winding me up too dude.” You tell him quietly feeling pinned to the spot by his eyes too scared to budge an inch, in case he made a move by pulling you closer towards his body.

Where had that thought come from?

Adrian is so close to you in fact that he could just dip his head down and then his lips would easily meet yours but now wasn’t the time, like all the other times it just wasn’t meant to be.

Feeling like you were moments away from wrapping yourself around Adrian, you step past him instead to check the coffee table your hand finding the remote instantly, which does very little to improve your roommates mood.

“Thanks.” Adrian mutters glumly collapsing back on the couch as you pick you your phone from the kitchen counter, deciding to sit in your room where it was apparently safer, what the hell had that been all about you had no clue.

It isn’t until mid week that you finally wake up with a full nights sleep under your belt, the thought makes you smile widely until you remember the actual reason why you had slept so well, which instantly causes your smile to quickly fade.

You had clearly woken up from a pretty delicious dream, you could tell it had been good because your body felt warm and there was a dull ache between your legs, only problem you realise was that the main star of said fantasy had of course been Adrian.

All you could remember was being in the shower with your roomie, on your knees of all places the thought making you feel even more flustered as your pussy muscles throb around nothing, this was bad.

Not wanting to move from your bed because you was still turned on from the stupid dream you just needed to get a grip, that is until you realise if you lay around for much longer you were going to be super late for work and Conor your boss was in today.

There was no time for even a quick shower you decide rushing around your small bedroom, almost tripping over your hair dryer wire which you had clearly forgot to unplug whilst you shake your hips to pull up your jeans.

Yanking the blue polo shirt over your head you run your hands through your hair, then racing to the bathroom you brush your teeth and groaning at your reflection decide that you will have to do because you needed to leave like right now.

Trying to avoid Adrian because you couldn’t get into a conversation slash argument with the guy right now, you fail to notice him in the kitchen until you literally collide with him by the counter trying to grab your keys.

Adrian nods hello at you whilst standing right in your way in front of the coffee pot where you both normally chucked your car keys, there he was just leaning against the counter nonchalantly wearing blue striped boxers, whilst eating a bowl of cereal with his glasses hanging low on his nose.

His hair was messed up from sleep whilst his feet were crossed at his ankles, you were looking down trying to avoid checking out his abs which you knew were there of course, but you just couldn’t face them this early in the morning.

Glancing back up makes you gawp when you catch Adrian grinning at you, he could obviously see what effect he was having but you didn’t need this kind of distraction right now, you were going to be so fucking late for work.

“Can you please move!“ You shout far louder than necessary but Adrian takes it in his stride by grinning cheekily in your direction, it was just too much.

“Ok, bossy.” Adrian winks at you which is the final straw but thankfully he complies, and you snatch up your keys quickly then make a quick dash for the front door.

Adrian pauses his spoon near his mouth the grin he once had on his face transforming into a huge smile as he drops the spoon back into his bowl, then placing it on the side he readjusts his boxer trying to ignore the boner that he was currently popping.

His right hand hadn’t seen so much action recently and it was all his own fault, because he could easily head out with Scott and meet someone new, but then that person wouldn’t be you so he preferred to just suffer instead.

Despite the awkward wake up call this morning courtesy of the dream you were trying your hardest to forget, but it was now somehow stuck in your memory forever more, things were going quite well.

Scott wasn’t in work until long after you had finished today which suited you just fine, and Phoebe was busy working without being led astray into schemes, and no work getting done type shenanigans.

“I’m taking my first break now, back in a quick fifteen.” Phoebe announces with a grin instantly pulling her phone out from her jeans pocket, meaning that you would have to stick around by the counter until she returned.

Of course you didn’t mind making coffee, hell it was your job you hated the idea of being treated differently by being a supervisor which was still just a glorified barista, in the grand scheme of things.

On cue your mind starts to wander briefly to Adrian but you ignore those thought for another, the idea of actually leaving Evergreen yourself and starting somewhere new, sure you would deeply miss Lara but wasn’t it time to start fresh.

A new town, a new you would be interesting to say the least and perhaps maybe it was time to move on from here, but the idea doesn’t exactly fill you with excitement like it should.

You are distracted from your thoughts when a guy saunters into the shop, tall with a slim waist messy brown hair and a grin spread smugly across his face when he catches you looking at him.

Surprisingly you find yourself smiling back at him pushing your shoulders back, as you stood your full height brushing some stray hair quickly behind your left ear when he approaches the counter, his brown eyes still trained on you.

“Hey, let’s start by getting your number and then perhaps a coffee to follow.” The guy grins down at you confidently, and despite the obvious line thrown in your direction you still find yourself smiling back.

“You have to work for my number, but I can get started making you a coffee what you having?” You ask the guy in a flirty tone which makes him chuckle.

“I’m easy, just a black coffee and then you can tell me what you’re doing after work later?” He questions with a wink which makes you roll your eyes back.

“The same thing I do every night.” You deadpan not elaborating of course so the guy gives you a funny look but quickly recovers as he leans down nearer to you.

“Well you could come hang out with me tonight? I know how to have a good time, every single time.” He states confidently at the same moment you look away when you spot someone walking through the door and of course it’s Adrian.

This makes you lose any cool that you had previously owned, because you start to stutter some kind of semi-coherent reply to the guy who looks down at you, with a brief worried look on his face.

“Let me pour you that coffee!” You declare spinning round to see Phoebe who was also a witness to your sudden awkwardness, biting her bottom lip whilst you ignore her to focus on pouring the coffee, it was of course your one job.

Taking a deep breath you turn back round to give the guy a smile, but he just nods briefly then paying for the drink with his phone, he leaves the coffee shop sans you’re telephone number.

“What was that?” Phoebe asks trying and failing to hide the obvious array of giggles that were trying to escape her lips.

“We were just flirting-“

“Wow, that was you flirting?” Adrian jokes taking a step closer towards the counter, as he moves to one side so Phoebe could resume her job on the register.

“Wait, really?” Phoebe asks with a confused look on her face as she adds” I know flirting and that was just embarrassing.”

“Well, it’s over now and you both saw my humiliation so lucky me.” You sulk not meeting Adrian’s eye as he steps aside so more customers can approach Phoebe.

“I was just joking when I said-“

“No, it’s fine Adrian.” You cut him off not wanting to get into the logistics of you being a terrible flirt with him anytime soon.

“Oh, ok so can I have one of those iced caramel things but with-“

“You mean the same thing you always order.”You ask Adrian with a soft smile that makes the tips of his ears go pink as he smiles shyly back.

“Yeah, that.” Adrian nods then runs a hand through his hair letting it land round the back of his neck rubbing it awkwardly it was a pretty adorable sight.

“Sure thing.”

“I also came by to let you know that I’m super busy tonight so definitely won’t be around to hang out or anything.” Adrian states making you glance over at Phoebe who grins back sweetly at you both.

“What am I gonna do tonight without Adrian Chase to annoy me?” You cry out jokingly making your roommate reward your efforts with a crinkled grin.

“Oh, I bet you will miss me but it isn’t my fault that you are so easy to wind up.” Adrian chuckles at the fake shocked look you give him back.

“Yeah, but if you’re out of the apartment I don’t get to see you eating cereal in your boxers like this morning.” You tell him in a flirty tone that had no right to be there, but clearly he had heard it because he closes his eyes and does that sexy grin, which makes your knees go weak.

“I see you’ve committed that image to memory, good to know.” Adrian nods with a lazy smile leaning his strong forearms on the counter, so his face was closer to yours it was very distracting, just like all the other times.

“In your dreams, Chase.” You smile back at him delighting in the fact you hear his breath hitch, as he looks down at you, his lips parted ever so slightly making you wonder what was he thinking right now.

“Now, that right there, that’s flirting!”Phoebe announces loudly making you look away from Adrian to see her, and two of the customers watching you both with grins all plastered on their faces.

“Ok, enough of that!”You try to sound nonchalant as you give Phoebe a look she clearly can’t read but she hands you Adrian’s drink, that she has already made, when did she suddenly get so efficient at her job.

Grabbing his drink from the counter Adrian nods his head at Phoebe briefly then winking at you says “Well that ends today’s lesson of flirting, see it’s super easy!” Proceeding to turn round he then rushes off out the coffee shop without even a backwards glance.

“That was so freaking adorable!” Phoebe announces in a cute voice that instantly makes you blush because you kind of agreed, that little interaction right there had warmed you right down to your toes.

“Ok fine but we-“

“Are just friends, you keep saying that even though literally no one believes you two anymore.” Phoebe announces in a ready made bored voice that makes you narrow your eyes back at her.

“You need to ignore Scott-“

“It isn’t him, he hasn’t said shit it’s just plain to see that Adrian likes you but neither of you know how to close.” Phoebe shakes her head like the pair of you were a lost cause.

“There is nothing to close-“

“Keep telling yourself that.” Phoebe winks in your direction with a short laugh, afterwards like she had just told you the funniest joke ever.

“Do some work.” You declare lamely its was your go-to thing to say just to end an awkward conversation, despite it never actually working going by the giggle that Phoebe is notoriously known for rings yet again in your ears.

Adrian knows Scott is of course right he had been neglecting his duties as Vigilante, in favour of catching scant glances of you around the apartment which wasn’t doing him any favours, in fact it was making him feel a million times worse.

If only Peacemaker was here and not in prison then maybe he would’ve got some more sound advice from his real BFF, and not Scott who would now just yawn whenever he mentioned his roommate in passing.

So Adrian did what he did best focused on something else because he didn’t have a single clue what to do with regards to you, because maybe he was just seeing signs that you liked him, he just didn’t want to end up getting chucked out by making things weird.

Sure, he would have to move out of the apartment eventually because this was temporary even though he had practically been here for almost three months now already, the thought makes him smile seeing how it had been anything but a chore.

Having spent some of the evening at work busing tables like a boss, Adrian now listened to his police scanner and checked out local news online to see if anything needed his attention.

Thankfully one name he had noticed over the speaker made him sit up from his bed, because there had been several reports earlier this evening of a group of low-life’s named “The Wild hearts” causing trouble around town.

Only some light robbery and graffiti but that alone was enough to make Adrian’s blood boil, maybe soon he would try and pay them a little visit, because he was the only hero in town right now who could do something about them.

Sounding like something out of a bad eighties film the gang in question all wore leather jackets, and they were now known for their trademark skull hearts they had started leaving around, trying to shake things up but Adrian knew how to put a stop to that.

Finally with a goal that he could easily achieve because not bragging, but Vigilante was a badass sure many called him unhinged but overall he knew how to get shit done and that was all Adrian needed right now, a distraction.

After whatever that was at Karma coffee yesterday, Adrian then spent far too long replaying the flirty exchange in his head because it had been unforgettable, a large part of him had wanted to lean over the counter to kiss you but he obviously had some restraint.

Unless in reality he was actually just a coward but right this second none of that mattered Adrian tells himself, because he had a mission and just the playlist in mind to listen to whilst he travelled around in his Vigilante-mobile.

It isn’t until much later in the night that Vigilante gets his wish, and finally catches up to the group of thugs, who had been causing some damage and assault to his quiet town.

Stopping nearby some dive bar he knew that Peacemaker had enjoyed to frequent, he recognises the poorly spray painted skull heart in the alleyway next to the establishment, that several of the guys were clearly drinking in.

Of course he was going to get some funny looks if he walked into the bar in full Vigilante costume but that was the sweet thing about him, neither Adrian or Vij for that matter actually cared about what people thought of them.

Unless you counted his roommate in that assessment and come to think about it his hero BFF Christopher Smith too, so perhaps Adrian’s emotions lived in a little grey area one he knew to keep well the fuck alone.

Popping his head up in front of a large window that framed the bar perfectly, but did nothing to hide the fact that he was scanning the vicinity of the premises for several dickheads in leather jackets, hell in this place that could be anyone.

So Vigilante waits, does some recon of course noticing some people waving at him as he stood by the window but by this time of night a lot of the patrons were drunk as fuck so they wouldn’t care about him sticking around.

Deciding to bide is time down by the alleyway Vigilante watches as people eventually spill out from the bar and pretty soon it’s his cue, when he hears glass smashing popping his head around the wall to see that the window he had been standing in front of was now of course smashed.

Pulling out his knives from behind his lower back Vigilante rushes towards the bar, where an asshole in a leather jacket was on the floor covered in glass and blood an easy target if he ever saw one.

More jerks in leather jackets appeared outside the pretty empty bar with one guy chanting “wild hearts” which pretty much sealed the deal and made Vigilante’s toes curl in excitement, he was finally ready to kick some ass.

“What the fuck-“

“You’ve been a naughty boy!” Vigilante cuts off the douchebag who had been chanting with a funny voice, whilst simultaneously stabbing him firmly in the chest which makes the guy yell, and drop to the floor slowly.

“This fucker just killed Sid!” Shouts another dickhead in a leather jacket which makes Vigilante chuckle because the guy on the floor did kind of resemble that CGI sloth from the movie Ice Age.

“You guys have been causing some trouble around here so I think-“

Vigilante gets cuts off from his speech when someone grabs him from behind locking him into a chokehold with his arms, but luckily he still had a knife in his hand so he blindly aims behind him slicing the douchebag who moments later lets him go.

Spinning round Vigilante kicks him hard in the stomach causing the guy to double over, so he leans forwards and stabs him in the neck, finally he falls to the floor.

Looking up Vigilante spots a couple of people who had been loitering back at the bar are now stood outside, phones outstretched in their hand as they take pics of what he was doing it did make his confidence swell in size dramatically.

“Time to put on a show!” Vigilante cheers as yet another leather jacket creep rushes towards him as he bounces on the spot, then manages to get in a sweet punch right in his ugly mug but once again someone grabs him from behind.

“I’ve called the cops-“

“They won’t do fuck all dude!”Vigilante grunts in response to someone coming out of the bar to complain at the same time, he gets knocked to the floor courtesy of the douchebag from behind.

When the safety of a gun is clicked off Vigilante looks up from his position on the floor, to see the people who had been taking pictures escape back into the bar, so much for an audience.

But of course Vigilante worked well alone it was mostly all he knew, he best operated by himself but this might be an exception when he gets kicked hard in the stomach, which makes him curse loudly into the night.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? Attacking us like this I think it’s time you clocked out.” The guy above Vigilante shouts in disgust aiming the gun right at him.

Glancing up Vigilante can count three guys now surrounding him, from his vantage point on the floor, he needed to think fast and move things along quickly.

Before he can overthink Vigilante kicks out his feet directly into the knees of the idiot, with the gun who proceeds to shoot but misses as he rolls round then jumps up, into a standing position ready to fight.

Grabbing the gun from the douchebag who had kicked him hard, Vigilante breaks his hand with a firm snap which causes the guy to yell out in pain so he finishes him off with the gun, that had been moments ago aimed at his head.

Two left and they both come at him at the same time neither willing to back down so Vigilante let’s them know he means business, whilst he doesn’t leave the fight unscathed but he does leave the other two left for dead.

The noise of distant police sirens cause Vigilante to limp a little faster back to his car, which he had clearly parked too far away but he manages to remain out of sight.

Noticing the pain in his arm Adrian curses as he pulls off his mask, no longer the antihero but a nerd who had easily taken out half of that idiotic named group of douchebags, he sees his upper arm his sliced pretty badly, dammit.

It had to be deep because now he was seated in his car he felt light headed like he needed a nap a sure sign he was losing blood, because his abdomen also hurt signalling he had been hit quite hard a few times.

Of course he couldn’t go back to the apartment and have you see him like this, the thought made him feel sick, so putting on his glasses he decided to go and pay Scott a visit.

Clearly not in a fit state to drive exactly yet it was barely a fifteen minute drive to his friends place and Adrian was pretty sure he wouldn’t bleed out entirely by then, hell there was even time for a couple of songs he decided switching his playlist back on.

“Cause baby now we got bad blood!” Adrian shout-sings the chorus to one of his many favourite Taylor Swift songs because who wasn’t a fan seeing how her songs made you feel things.

Knocking incessantly on Scott’s door it finally opens to reveal his friend rolling his eyes at Adrian who was still wearing his Vigilante costume, underneath an old zip hoodie which was now covered in blood on the right arm.

“Dude, you better come in.” Scott declares with a yawn clearly Adrian has just woken him up.

“Thanks but just one sec-“

Adrian steps through the door then slams it shut making Scott turn round ready to yell at him, but instead he curses when his friend punches him hard in the arm, with his uninjured arm of course

“What was that for?!” Scott closes his eyes on obvious pain which pleases Adrian for a moment, but then he calls a truce he did need his help after all.

“Because Rick yelled at me for what felt like s full fucking hour because of you coming into work-“

“Oh that.” Scott said in a low voice.

“Yeah, that. But now we’re equal you can help fix me up.” Adrian states in an annoyed voice.

“So, you’re giving up on your roommate finally then-“

“You know what I fucking mean!” Cuts in Adrian yelling at Scott who just laughs back at him.

“Sure do, just go and collapse on the couch and doctor Scott will be with you in a moment.” Scott tells Adrian in a smart voice which makes

Adrian just roll his eyes but does as he is told.

Sitting in silence whilst Scott cleaned and fixed him up, Adrian could feel his eyelids getting super heavy, which earns him a small slap around the face courtesy of Scott.

“What the fuck-“

“You’re falling asleep on me dude, you didn’t hit your head-“

“I’m fine. I kicked fucking ass, in fact I took out like half of the wild hearts that lame ass group of thugs.”

“Sweet.” Scott nodded cutting off the stray thread as he finished sewing up Adrian, who nodded his thanks then proceeded to yawn loudly.

“Can I crash here?” Adrian asks moving himself lower so he now laid completely flat on the couch, just wearing the bottom half off his suit whilst slowly closing his eyes.

“Sure, are you now hiding from your roommate?” Scott questions with a laugh when he spots Adrian flipping him the finger.

“Not on purpose-“

“Maybe you should have gone back to the apartment instead of coming to see me and had Y/N look after you?” Scott asks with a snort adding “Chicks dig dudes who fight maybe your battle scars might make her see you differently.”

“First of all don’t call my roommate a chick and secondly that is a stupid idea-“

“How does she not know that you are Vigilante already? You are pretty lame at keeping your identity kind of like-“

“Fuck you!” Adrian scoffs then states “ My true identity is my best kept secret which sure only you know about, but like I’ve said before neither off us are in each other’s lives all the time.”

“At this point I just feel sorry for you dude-“

“I have work in like a few hours a double too so please shut the fuck up dude.” Adrian informs his friend with a groan signalling he was super tired and pissed in equal measures.

“Ok, but we need to go out at some point to a bar or something and get you laid-“

“No can do, too busy with work.” Adrian shakes his head because that was the last thing he wanted to do in front of you, parade someone else around, unless it would make you jealous.

Adrian ignores Scott who says something then with a snort walks out of the room, only reappearing to throw him one of his old tee shirts to wear but he just drapes it over his face instead.

Thanks to his friend, Adrian now had thoughts of you stuck in his head even though he wouldn’t be seeing you for hours thanks to work, the thought makes his stomach do that weird thing again.

Quietly groaning to himself Adrian tries to ignore that feeling but it’s no use, sure he had felt this way before with other women yet it hadn’t exactly felt like this.

There were signs he was sure of it remembering exactly the way you would look at him with eyes that held a lot of promise, plus don’t get him started on the way you stared the want was both obvious and very strong.

Things felt so heated between you two recently like what had once begun as a lukewarm heat, had now escalated to a hot fire that Adrian wasn’t sure what he could do to fix.

Perhaps they did just need to fuck, Adrian thinks to himself it would surely clear the air between them, unless he was reading the aforementioned signs all wrong.

Frustrated, tired and in pain Adrian eventually falls into an uneasy sleep unable to get comfortable on the couch, secretly wishing to himself that he had in fact gone back to the apartment.

That line of thinking only paved the way for a whole host of thoughts, that had him pulling the tee shirt off his head in annoyance because once again, not for the first time today Adrian was once again horny, it was relentless.

It isn’t until early Friday evening that you bump into Scott again, finding him on your couch after you finally come home from work which doesn’t improve your bad mood at all.

You spot him grinning at you with a look on his face that instantly worries you, because all Scott ever did was wind you up and he hit the spot every single time, much to your annoyance.

“Still hanging around here I see?” You ask Scott in an innocent voice that makes him roll his eyes.

“So funny.” Scott deadpans then asks with a smirk in your direction “ What are you up to this evening?”

“Shower then sleeping-“

“Well, Adrian is in the shower right now, I bet he would let you join him?” Scott tells you with a laugh because he must see the look on your face.

“Doubtful.” You tell him in a well rehearsed sing song voice whilst trying to hide your bright red cheeks.

“Sure.” Scott replies with a disbelieving look aimed in your direction.

Deciding to ignore his reply you drop your keys down on the kitchen counter, then smile to yourself when you are sure you can hear Adrian singing off key in the shower.

“Why don’t you join us?” You hear Scott ask making you turn round to find him standing right in front of you as he adds “Me and Adrian are going out for a drink, your welcome to come along as well.”

“I don’t think-“

“Come on you know you want to.” Scott grins at you because he can clearly see the look on your face that in-fact, you actually welcomed the idea of spending some time with Adrian outside of the apartment.

Just a shame Scott would be there as well also there was the slight issue that you haven’t really spoken with your roommate, ever since him flirting up a storm with you at the coffee shop both ignoring the swimming tension between you, that had reached an eleven on the frustration scale.

“Ok then.” You find yourself saying which surprises Scott whose eyes widen from your response.

“Unless you were joking-“

“No, Adrian will love it!” Scott cuts you off with his idiotic laugh.

“What will I love exactly?” Adrian questions fresh out of the shower smelling of lime shower gel and looking pretty delicious if you were being honest with yourself.

“Your roommate is joining us at the bar tonight .” Scott declares with a wide smile making you look towards Adrian who nods back with a grin.

“Sounds good.” Adrian smiles as you take in his dark blue jeans, grey tee shirt and burgundy zip up hoodie, the very one you had worn the night he’d picked you up from that party.

“Ok cool, just let me change my top and we can go?” You ask watching as Adrian’s eye drop down to your blue work polo then seconds later he glances back up nodding firmly but remaining silent.

It isn’t until you are safely in your bedroom that Adrian points a finger at Scott, who tries and fails to look innocent.

“What the hell, man?!” Adrian snaps at Scott running a hand frustratingly through his hair as he adds “I just wanted to relax tonight but now I’m gonna-“

“You can finally make a move?” Scott questions complete with an arched eyebrow.

“No I can’t, plus if you make it awkward tonight I swear to fuck I-“

“Ready!” You cheer reappearing in the living area to see Adrian looking both red in the face and guilty whilst Scott has that annoying smile playing on his lips.

“Let’s go then.” Adrian nods but not without glaring at Scott you notice who clearly enjoys annoying his oldest friend a little too much.

It was too late to back out now but you kind of wished that you hadn’t agreed to hanging out with these two, suddenly unsure how it would go down, seeing how Scott was wiggling his eyebrows at Adrian who smelled so good but could you resist embarrassing yourself in front of him?

….this was a mistake wasn’t it?

Thankfully Scott is the designated driver for tonight making you hope that he will behave himself like you were going to as well, joining Adrian in drinking a couple of beers and trying to chat easily with the two old friends.

“This is nice.” Scott begins once he sits back down after buying the first round of drinks smiling from you to Adrian who was clenching his jaw, probably waiting for the punchline.

Of course Adrian still looked so handsome when he does this making his bottom lip pout, whilst he was deep in thought and you found yourself staring at him from underneath your eyelashes.

“Hey! I think I see someone I know-“ Begins Scott quickly getting up from his seat then before either yourself or Adrian can reply he walks off back towards the bar leaving you both alone.

“I didn’t know Scott had any friends other than you.” You tell Adrian making him look up from staring at his bottle of beer rewarding you with a small smirk.

“No, he doesn’t.” Adrian begins with a chuckle then states “I think he was trying to give us some space.”

“That’s exactly what’s he done!” You retort with an embarrassed laugh which makes Adrian watch you cover a hand over your mouth.

“Could be a lot worse.” Adrian informs you with a grin adding “You could be out on another date with someone.”

“True, but same could be said for you but instead you’re stuck with me-“

“I’d rather be with you!” Adrian cuts you off with a firm nod that makes you smile easily.

“Ditto.”

Adrian could kill Scott most days but right now he was thankful for his swift idea of leaving him to spend some time with you, alone at the table you shared, but he needed to stop staring at you and actually talk more.

“You look really pretty tonight.” Adrian states his eyes drifting down to your purple plaid shirt which showed off your curves and made his mouth feel dry.

“Oh really? I’m-“

“Do you want another beer?” Adrian cuts you off with a quick question that makes you nod in agreement.

“Back in a few.” Adrian grins at you his dimples on display making you want to lick your bottom lip but you stop yourself.

Pulling your phone out from your back jeans pocket you almost go to message Lara telling her where you were right now, but you just knew that she would literally freak out and you wanted to see her face when that happened instead.

Glancing back at the bar you spot Adrian watching you whilst Scott was chatting to a brunette, who looked like they wanted to get away from him the thought makes you smile to yourself.

Finishing off your drink you welcome Adrian’s return as he places another beer in front of you and you nod your thanks, the both of you falling into easy conversation without Scott trying to wind you both up.

Basically you listen as Adrian talks at great length about his work and then explains some sci fi film due for release soon, quite frankly you could listen to him all day because he was so sweet when he was this animated.

In fact you spend so long chatting together you realise you hadn’t wanted another drink, after your second beer for fear of being too far away from Adrian if you left him to go to the bar, the thought makes your stomach flutter but you chose to ignore it, you had to.

You are so focused on Adrian you fail to spot the familiar face who has clearly noticed you, because he stops right next to your table which makes Adrian stop talking suddenly.

Your mouth falls open when you spot Rob of all people who had the audacity to look happy to see you even after the disappearing act, he did after you hooked up with him, just standing there looking like the creep you knew he was from the start.

“We meet again.” Rob winks at you which causes Adrian to grit his teeth looking super pissed to have been interrupted by this idiot.

“I think you should leave-“

“Who is this douchebag?” Adrian questions in a deep voice ignoring the warning look on your face that you give him.

“I’m Rob-“

“From your bad date?” Adrian snaps pointing a thumb at Rob who looks at you with a withering glare.

“Excuse me, it wasn’t that bad a date because this one right here is hot as hell and she knows exactly how to suck dick-“

“Don’t talk about Y/N like that.” Adrian states whilst balling both his hands into fists at his sides which worries you because he looks super angry right now.

“Why? Have you guys already fucked-“

Rob doesn’t get to finish his sentence as you watch Adrian quickly rise out of his chair, then grabs the guy next to him by the throat, which thankfully alerts Scott who appears back at the table within seconds.

“G-get off-“

“Dude put him down.” Scott tells Adrian who looks so angry but he complies slowly dropping his right hand back down to his side.

“It was just a joke-“

“Learn to respect women man it isn’t hard, just stop being a fucking asshole!” Adrian yells causing more people to look up and see what was happening.

“Ok, ok!” Rob holds his hands out in front of him looking ready to leave but Adrian takes a step closer to him.

“Apologise to my roommate. For being a shit date and apparently a fucking shit lay you should be ashamed of yourself!” Adrian laughs placing both hands on his hips as he gives Rob a cocky look.

Rob glances down at you whilst you try to figure out what the fuck was happening but simply nod back when he mutters “I’m sorry I’m a shite date and I’ve been told I’m rubbish in bed.”

“You are the actual worst.” You tell Rob with a nod who looks down at his feet then quickly glancing back up at you races off out the bar causing a few people to clap seeing how the show had reached its climax.

Meanwhile you can’t stop staring at Adrian resisting the urge to get up from your chair to pull him into a hug, because he’d actually stuck up for you and had looked so fucking sexy doing it.

“Are you ok?” Adrian asks dropping down beside you whilst you stay seated unsure what to do with your hands because hugging him would make things awkward but you were so grateful.

“That was incredible-“

“But you’re ok right?” Adrian asks again with an eager look in his eye that had you practically pinned to your chair, staring too closely into those eyes was dangerous.

“I am now.” You nod back with a dazed smile aimed at Adrian but hearing Scott laugh makes you quickly glance away.

“Let’s head out.” Scott declares nudging Adrian hard in the ribs once he stands back up causing him to give his friend a warning look.

You follow behind them both lost in your own thoughts, until Adrian turns back round to face you once the three of you are outside the bar, luckily there is no Rob in sight.

“That was so awesome?!” You tell Adrian throwing your arms around his neck to embrace him, in a hug because you couldn’t hold the urge back no more.

“Oh! It was no-“ You hear Adrian begin to talk but he stops when you feel him tense for a few seconds, but letting out a breath he instantly relaxes which makes you smile to yourself.

You feel his hands go flat on your lower back as he lets you hug him in the middle of the pavement, outside the bar both lost in your own thoughts until you hear a familiar voice.

“Let me give you two a moment!” Scott announces loudly which makes you both instantly spring apart from one another.

“You sure you’re ok I-“

“I can’t thank you enough-“

The pair of you talk at once which makes Adrian chuckle whilst you grin looking up into a pair of green eyes that were watching you very carefully.

“Ok, I need to thank you for helping me with that idiot Rob.” You nod shyly then freeze when you feel Adrian’s hand on your shoulder looking up to see him smiling down with ease.

“You don’t need to thank me it’s just what friends do, plus I think that hug you just gave me more than makes us equal.” Adrian explains with a smile squeezing your arm as his hand slides down your arm causing you to shiver under his touch.

“It was pretty epic though!” You begin with a sweet smile but then hastily add”I mean you standing up for me, not the hug of course!”

“I am something of a badass at both of those things .” Adrian states with a wink letting his hand drop from your arm which makes you want to sigh but you stop yourself just in time.

“So I’ve heard.” You grin back at Adrian who crinkles his eyes right back at you the pair of you just staring at each other completely lost in the moment…

“Ok, let’s go!” Scott yells making Adrian turn round quickly and you follow them both over to his car signalling that it was the end of the evening.

Sitting in the back seat of the car you wish Adrian sits next to you but instead he gets in the passenger side at the front instantly making you feel silly, wrapping your arms around yourself for comfort, still feeling the ghost of your roommates arms around you.

Adrian meanwhile gives Scott a look whilst his friend just rolls his eyes, switching on the radio to get some background noise so he could talk.

“Why aren’t you sitting in the back with your roommate?” Scott mutters at Adrian who shakes his head back at him.

“Not a good idea right now.” Adrian explains because he knew that if he was sitting with you he wouldn’t be able to control himself so now he wanted to protect you from everything, even himself.

“So who was that guy you grabbed-“

“I will explain later.” Adrian tells Scott firmly then turning down the radio he looks round to smile at you but you don’t notice, too busy staring at your hands to see.

Finally back at the apartment you cannot believe how tonight ended, seeing Rob again was bad enough but Adrian sticking up for you was making your stomach flip so hard you felt sick.

You wanted to talk to Adrian but Scott asks if he can crash here instead and you nod leaving them both chatting in the kitchen, quickly saying night you make a swift exit completely over with tonight.

How many more times was Adrian willing to rescue you, because right now you owed him so much, and you knew a couple of ways that you could thank him for being there for you.

But Scott was here and right now you were still very turned on by how Adrian had looked out for you because it seemed that maybe your roommate had a dark side that you didn’t know about, until now.

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Contractor Disaster Conclusion & Why hiring tradespeople while trans is terrifying or why I need a lesbian contractor.

I got the sink seated on my counters and sealed with silicone. One panic attack at a time. Then I realized the plumbing under the sink was insane. Like the Three Stooges image above, every time I tried to tighten something, another part leaked or fell apart.

So my wife hired Beacon Plumbing and TLDR, $722 later, we are good.

The longer version is my wife called and set it up, and the plumber, Jimmy, was here within 1.5 hours, but I didn't actually correct him when he assumed I was my wife. She has a masculine voice and a gender-neutral name. She is also visibly transgender and hid in the back room because she was in her PJs and had no makeup on.

While I was happy to roll the dice with the plumber and hope he wasn't a bigot, my wife was just not up to it. This is what happens when you are visibly trans. You just don't know how someone will react to you and if it's something super important? You might opt to obscure that fact.

Jimmy was a conservative, but "Not like those crazy bastards!" per our conversation, but my wife just didn't want to chance it. After the contractor and the issue with him?

Jimmy was a plumbing fucking hero, though. I will definitely call him for anything else.

Of note, he took pictures of the plumbing and posted them to a boomer-aged FB group for plumbing fails. In the 1.5 hours he was here fixing things, it kept binging on his phone with snarky boomer plumbers just taking the piss out of how bad it was. Apparently, it was quite popular.

I have a picture diagram:

Basically, it was so bad it never would have drained properly and probably fallen apart with use. Jimmy tightened everything up and fixed things so they would work. As a bonus, my drains now actually drain instead of slowly swirling forever. Nice.

I paid the man $722 to fix this. I already paid the nightmare contractor $3000ish. This is so far over our budget that it's insane. Thank god we have a VISA. Otherwise, this would have been critically fucked for our house.

Another side effect of all this is I am sore as fuck. The reason I hired someone was that I am not physically able to do this shit anymore. I have a disability. Yet, there I was, panic-fixing the sink, reinstalling the dishwasher, and sanding and fixing the counter joins as best as could be done. It's just nuts. I think I still have to shim the counter where the sink is, so there is no flex. Like WTF.

I can't help but wonder if my wife and I being queer inadvertently gave the contractor the in to just fuck us over completely. I mean, he's a grifter, that is for sure, but we presented as a trans couple, and while not actively an issue, he was shocked to find out I was trans. He was in our house for days, and my wife and I were chatting.

He also would not acknowledge or speak to my wife, and we could not tell if he was a sexist jackass or if it was because she was trans. Being visibly transgender means that it is always a question for her.

My wife heard of a local contractor company that was run by lesbians. First, lesbians get shit done in the world on an epic level, and second, we'd feel more comfortable working with someone from our own LGBTQ community. It would feel safer.

So for future work, so my wife doesn't have to hide in a back room while I pretend to be her, we are going to look for that.

Still, Jimmy was a goddammed hero.

I don't think we will ever even find this asshole to recoup losses, but since I found him on Angi's List, I will call them and let them know what happened. I can at least put an effort into preventing him from fleecing someone else off there.

#little blue house #transgender #contractor hell #contractor disaster #LGBTQ #taken advantage of

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Album Reviews: Philip Selway / Pearl Jam

This week I got to review a live album and a re-release!

Philip Selway Live at Evolution Studios

Early this year I got to review Radiohead drummer Philip Selway's third solo album Strange Dance and I noted "You need to go into this album with the understanding that it is not a Radiohead or even a Radiohead-esque album. A case could be made that Ed O’Brien (read my review here of his solo album Earth released as EOB), York and Greenwood's side project The Smile (who released A Light for Attracting Attention, which I just named my #1 Album of 2022), Jonny Greenwood (who has become one of the best film composers of his generation with his soundtracks to You Were Never Really Here, There Will Be Blood and Spencer here) and some of Thom Yorke’s (who has done some solid solo albums and he has scored films like Suspiria), fall into that comparison of “if you like Radiohead, you’ll like this…”, but here Selway is exploring other sounds and flexing his folk and art rock muscles. While there are Radiohead-like tendencies that appear from time to time, it is a little different." This week sees the release of his live album Live at Evolution Studios.

album cover

After the Feb. 2023 release of Strange Dance, Selway did a launch event at this studio in Oxford. He returned to the studio to record this live album there in Apr. 2023 just before he did some tour dates (still waiting for some U.S. date BTW). Now to clarify - this is not a live album in the sense of a live concert with the audience cheering and singing along to the songs. This is live in the sense that Selway and a group of musicians just banged these songs out in a studio space together.

Musicianship is topnotch. Since my review of Strange Dance, I haven't absorbed the album to the point where I know these songs like the back of my hand and know all the words. So some of these still sound somewhat new for me. In addition to the songs from Strange Dance he also included some soundtrack songs he had done in the past. Selway is an awesome musician who is showing his skills beyond drumming, but I think the idea of this live album might've been cooler if he incorporated some other solo stuff like his 2014 album Weatherhouse. But it is an album that you need to come to and give a chance. Put it on and let it simmer.

For info on Live at Evolution Studios

3 out of 5 stars

Pearl Jam Vs. 30th Anniversary

This Fall marked the 30th anniversary of the sophomore album of Pearl Jam, Vs. For context, the Seattle band debut Ten was released in 1991 and it was a part of the Seattle music explosion (Nirvana, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains, the list goes on) that changed music and culture. By the Fall of 1993, Pearl Jam were one of the biggest bands on the planet thanks to their music videos on MTV, co-headlining Lollapalooza, and most of all, their music. After the massive success of Ten, I was starting to feel a little burned-out on PJ by the time Vs. came out. That had nothing to do with the band or their musical abilities, just that I played the hell out of the album and needed to decompress. But loads of friends were heavy into the Vs. album and I eventually was lead to buying it after hearing some of the songs on radio. It’s easily one of their best albums! In 2013, I included the album in my Top 5 PJ Albums and while a lot has changed since that list, but if I had to re-do the list, Vs. would still make the cut.

30th anniversary vinyl edition

Through this blog, I have been fortunate enough to cover PJ multiple times over the years: their live album and DVD Let's Play Two, their 2018 concert at Fenway Park in Boston, their last studio album Gigaton, and their numerous solo and side projects (too many to namecheck here). So naturally I'm thrilled to get to review this re-release. Last month, Legacy issued several different versions including a Dreamsicle vinyl, a cassette, and a Atmos spacial audio mix. The one I got to review was the 2023 mix on vinyl (just black vinyl). Still sounds great and so many of these songs are now iconic. This was the sound of a band having their moment and adamant about not slipping from their highest point into the sophomore slump. While Ten might be a better album, this is the band swinging for the fences a little higher.

For info on Legacy's Vs. reissue

4.5 out of 5 stars

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