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Harry my man ❤
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spaciebabie · 8 months
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You felt eyes trained on you from a few feet away, but you didn’t need to turn your head to know who it was. However, Springtrap had been staring at you like this for just over five minutes now, cheek resting in one hand. You occasionally glanced over at him here and there from out of the corner of your eye, but you couldn’t discern much from his oddly deadpan expression.
“Are you warm or cold?” he muttered suddenly, his gravelly voice a bit shaky from not having used it much that day.
“Huh?” You flinched. “Oh, uh… I suppose it’s only a little chilly in here, but not all bad.”
He nodded, shifting his expressionless gaze to another corner of the room as you tilt your head. “..Why do you ask?”
Springtrap’s eyes widen slightly, appearing to have only just realized how strange such a question may have sounded without any context.
He looks at you, perhaps observing your intermittent fidgeting, before fully turning back to you to reach a trembling furred hand gently cup your cheek. You can already feel your face burning, but Springtrap shows no indication that he even felt the change.
“..It’s not the same,” he finally sighs, his breath shaky and his delicate torso quivers with each little movement. “Sure, I know what you feel like. Kind of. And I suppose I can RECALL feeling hot or cold at one point long ago…”
He trails off for a moment, tilting his head a bit; he must have finally noticed the new pigment in your cheeks.
“Even though I know there’s a surplus of blood rushing to your cheeks right at this moment, I can’t feel the extra heat it’s producing. It’s not enough. Not for these hands. Touching you this way isn’t the same as if I suddenly had every one of my nerve endings again, and could actually feel every detail without, well.. harming you.”
You’re speechless. Where did all of this come from, anyway? Though, you notice an actual expression eventually form, and the spacey look in his eyes has been replaced by a strange sting of loss.
“I used to fear my own heartbeat. The noise was unbearable. Any time I stressed myself, the thing felt like it was trying to punch a hole through every pressure point in my body.”
He chuckled dryly. If he’d been able to, he might have let a tear roll down his cheek.
“Now? I’d give anything to hear that wretched thing again.”
~Mari
THAT. THE. THE ENDING LINE. OHGGGG OGGH MY GOD
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crowshoots · 5 months
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god. i love watching people find out that jesper is grisha. it's honestly such a fun reveal decently deep into six of crows, but it puts a lot of jesper's behavior & comments (ie his conversation with nina about how some grisha might not want to be found) into light when you reread.
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charlottesweetly · 11 months
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WOO IM ACTUALLY UNSHADOWBANNED NOW I THINK
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daydreamerdrew · 2 years
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DC vs. Vampires: All-Out War (2022) #2
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adalheidis · 2 years
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heyo! I just wanted to say, I loved your tactics ogre art for years despite the fact that I knew fuck all about it lol I finally started playing it last week I'm a little past chapter 1 and I LOVE IT so thank you for dragging me into it with your incredible art
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urlocaltannenbaumm · 2 years
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istg i'll go cry now
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crazyw3irdo · 2 years
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Darkiplier for character bingo? Don’t go here but u seem to like him
jhkjddahsksjhdkhdb ty anon yes i love this funky little monochrome bastard !! i love when people not in fandom call me out for my blorbos it makes me laugh every time
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youaretheunicorn · 8 months
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moments in bottoms (2023) that have permanently altered my brain chemistry in no specific order
"omg ive always wanted one of these" *holds up a normal grey hoodie*
hazel's "why would you lie to me :(("
when complicated by avril lavigne started playing and we got a scene of josie walking broodily and sad while kicking a can on the ground
"so maybe ill buy a gun" "noOo"
"im gonna fuck up some football players and im buying a gun"
"YESSSSS YESSSSSS QUEENSSS SLAAAAYYY YESSS"
"is it because i said amelia earhart was a fake hero?"
when pj basically attacked hazel with her tongue
that kiss also being like the best kiss ive seen on tv in the last 10 years like unironically im so serious
josie and isobel making out covered in blood
the guy who wanted to blow the school up and literally wrote "BLOW UP SCHOOL" in his diary
"i know you're a black republican but you're the smartest among us"
"im not (gay). i just like gay porn"
hazels mom sleeping with jeff
"i FUCKED your mom" when the mom joke is actually real but also it makes your gf break up with you
hazel
just hazel she's so pretty pls give me a chance
that whole final fight scene
the football team that would kill a player every 20 years and was going to kill jeff by putting pineapple juice, to which he is deadly allergic, in the sprinklers???????????????????
"yes hazel, let's do terrorism"
*does the terrorism*
TWICE
again the guy that wanted to blow up the school who went THAT WAS MY THING after the tree blew up. he was holding a bomb button thingy. where was the bomb. what. let's go back to that for a second. hello. where was the bomb
horny freak #1 horny freak #2
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oikasugayama · 5 months
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YOU CATCH HIM M@STURBAT!NG
NSFW, for adults ONLY, MDNI or I'll block you. No idea how many parts this will be. Let me know which BSD men you want to see ;)
pt. 1 Fyodor, Poe, Chuuya | pt. 2 Fukuzawa, Kunikida, Dazai | pt. 3 Ranpo, Akutagawa, Ango | pt. 4 Sigma, Mori, Tetcho | pt. 5 (finale) Atsushi, Nikolai
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Fyodor
Walking in on him touching himself is REALLY surprising because he doesn't seem the type to masturbate, in your mind. You straight up couldn't imagine him touching himself until the very second you walked into his office and saw his bottoms around his ankles, his top hiked up around his chest, and his hand furiously pumping over his pale dick.
His head is thrown back, eyes closed, mouth lazily hanging open. You've never seen so much skin on him before. He's PALE pale which makes the brightness of his mouth and tongue and the tip of his cock seem so much brighter.
"oh love, yes, yesss" he moans, and your whole body flushes red with embarrassment and arousal at the same time. You shouldn't be seeing this but you're having a hell of a time turning away from him. You need to leave the room. You need to go. You need to turn around.
"y/n," he purrs, tilting his head and opening his eyes half-way, looking so fucked out and erotic. "do you like what you see?"
You can't formulate an answer, you're standing in the doorway short circuiting, trying to make words but only noises come out
"since you're standing there I thought you might be interested," he says as slow and calm as ever. Even jerking himself off his voice doesn't hitch or raise or speed up and it's honestly really hot right now. "Care to join me?"
"i-i, um... I'm really s-sorry, f...fyodor."
He moans softly biting his lip while still staring straight at you.
"say it again," he purrs. "say my name."
"fyodor..."
"again," he moans, hand working faster.
"Fyodor."
you walk in and close the door behind you.
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Poe
You two scheduled a hang-out at his place but despite how many times you knocked on the door, he wouldn't answer...so you try the doorknob, and hey, it's unlocked! You've been to his place many times, you don't mind letting yourself in and don't suspect he'll mind either.
After you put your stuff down and take off your shoes, you register a quiet noise coming from a different room. you sneak closer and realize two things: it's crying, and it's coming from poe's bedroom
you open the door and rush in without thinking. "poe! what's wrong, why are you-- OH FUCK"
you rushed right into him kneeling at the edge of his bed, bouncing on a dildo and not crying, whimpering, moaning.
he calls your name and you can't tell if he meant to moan it but he absolutely moans it and he sounds like a wreck and he looks pathetic and fucked out, and you feel it when he says your name.
"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have been this, I'm gonna go home--" you say, turning and rushing out of his room. he calls your name after you, multiple times, moaning and moaning and moaning--
you sink down against his front door, still slightly able to hear the sounds of him moaning and whining from his room. you're so horny now, absolutely drenched through your panties/rock hard in your pants. You know you should leave, you know you shouldn't still be here, but he never told you to go, he just kept saying your name...
a few minutes later, after the noises have subsided and the apartment has gotten deadly quiet, his bedroom door creaks open and he slowly peeks his head out. he must be crawling still because he's near the floor.
"[y/n]," he sighs, "I didn't want you to find out like this."
it takes you a second to collect yourself, but you manage to ask "find what out?"
"that i... i think about you... a lot..."
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Chuuya
you're on a PM mission with chuuya and several other PM members. you've got to share a room with chuuya, but at least you have separate beds. it's fine. it's whatever. until.
until you wake up one morning--the clock on the bedside table saying it's only 6:23 a.m.--to the sound of a rhythmic slapping, some occasional huffs, a-- a moan?
you sit upright in bed quickly, your head turning toward chuuya's bed.
"are you fucking serious?"
"what" he huffs, and through the tiny bit of daylight creeping through the curtains you can see movement beneath his sheets.
"are you jerking off right now? dude we're sharing a fucking room."
"you were asleep," he says defensively. "not like you noticed yesterday."
"dude!!!"
"get over it, it's fuckin' natural," he says and his voice is getting tight and higher almost like he's biting back a moan or getting close to cumming.
"it's disrespectful when you have someone in the same room, chuuya," you say softer, subconsciously still trying to hear the sounds he's making. you're embarrassed at how intrigued you are
"i'm not stopping you," he says. "you can jerk it too for all i care."
"to what... to you jerking it?"
you can almost hear the smirk in his voice when he says "I never said anything about that, so you thought that up all on your own. is that what you're into, pet?"
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dumbseee · 16 days
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matchmaker.
in which max is tired of lando being a single mess, so he plays matchmaker.
lando norris x famous!reader.
fc: sabrina carpenter.
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y/n: lil photodump 💭
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madisonbeer: my goddess!! miss you pookie xx
liked by y/n.
user: QUEEN OMGGBSKSKSL
user: she’s addicted to slaying
user: pls come to brazil!!
user: can’t wait to see you in paris!!
user: she’s so pretty wtf
user: Y/N AND MADISON COLLAB WHEN??
user: emails i can’t send is a masterpiece y/n!!
user: JUST ONE CHANGE IM BEGGING AHKSOSLSL
user: the man who’s going to date her is literally the luckiest man on earth
see more.
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imessages between max and lando.
max:
mate
i have good news
lando:
what?
i’m scared actually
max:
fuck off
it’s for your own sake
lando:
okay NOW i’m terrified
max:
SHUT IT
you’re going on a blind date tonight
lando:
um
no?
max:
wasn’t a question you idiot
be ready at 9
a car will come pick you up
lando:
DHAT
WHAT
MAX ANWSER
WITH WHO???
I REFUSE
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imessages between max and lando.
lando:
max fewtrell.
did you REALLY sent me on a blind date with Y/N FUCKING L/N??
WITHOUT WARNING ME??
i was SO embarrassing
max:
okay for my defense, i didn’t know
i asked kika to find me someone who could match your vibe and apparently it had to be y/n…
BUT apparently it went well so we good
lando:
mate
i fucking spilled my wine on her expensive looking dress
i tripped over my own feet when i got up to pay the bill
i stuttered when she asked for my NAME
i almost slipped when i tried to open the car door for her
i answered « that’s cool » when she told me that the inspiration for her new album was her past and traumatic relationship
max:
holy shit dude
she’s never calling you again that’s for SURE
well at least we tried
lando:
wait till i catch you and kika
i’ll run you over with my car
BOTH OF YOU TRAITORS
max:
i’m innocent
it’s all kika’s fault
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imessages between max, kika and lando.
kika:
YOU COWARD
SHE THINKS YOU DIDN’T LIKE HER
TEXT HER NOW
max:
why are we yelling
kika:
go on twitter and see for yourself
lando:
WHAT DO YOU MEAN I DIDN’T LIKE HER??
she should be the one to dislike me i literally made a fool out of myself BECAUSE I WASN’T PREPARED TO MEET MY CELEBRITY CRUSH???
kika:
you should be always prepared lando norris
lando:
omg give me a break
what should i do?
max:
her fans hate you lmao
text her maybe?
kika:
I HAVE A BETTER IDEA
invite her for the miami gp!
yes i’m a genius
lando:
do you want me to crash on the wall francisca?
i will 100% fumble the race if i know she’s watching
max:
oh my god
why are you such a pussy?
lando:
fuck YOU
this is all your fault
kika:
if you don’t invite her, i WILL
lando:
FINE
but if i die i’ll haunt your ass forever
kika:
who knows maybe you’ll finally win a race ;)
mister lando NOwins
lando:
wow i didn’t know mister pierre gasly was a race winner already
max:
okay enough you two
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y/n: may not know a lot about formula one, but i know for a fact that you deserved that win. i can’t wait to be with you during your journey, pretty boy <3
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landonorris: i couldn’t ask for a better partner, pretty girl <3
user: YESSS FINALLY
user: omg they’re together??
user: WTFFFABSKSLMSLS
user: no bc why are they so cute??
user: aww she was so happy for him when he won
user: lmao the cameraman kept zooming in on her when lando won ajsksllz
user: PARENTS
user: CONGRATS LANDO
user: he better treat her right
user: they’re cute ngl
see more.
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3rachaslut · 9 months
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kinks i think skz would have (pt. 1)
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warnings: smut MINORS DNI!! read sub headers for warnings ig?
(some include: degrading, slapping, dumbification) let me know if i’ve missed anything xx
youtiful was playing whilst i wrote this lol help
part 2, part 3
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chan — mirror sex
because seeing you underneath him breathless and begging for more isn’t enough, he needs to see ALLLL of you all at once
would grab your hair whilst telling you to look at yourself, his “beautiful girl”
NECK KISSES. OMG SO MANY NECK KISSES
“most gorgeous girl in the world aren’t you baby?” he would make you agree by rutting quicker into you when you mewl a yes
grabbing your thighs, ass, tits. pretty much groping you all over
lee know — breathe play
no because he’s actually OBSESSED with watching your eyes roll back into your head from bliss
he’s so degrading with his words too?! “pathetic little slut gone all dumb on my cock?”, “be quiet whore” etc
would ask you if you want to breathe but would just laugh at you when you choke out “yes sir” like haha you actually thought?
FACE. SLAPPING.
would let go of your throat for like 3 seconds just to hear you gasp for breath and then his hand is around your neck AGAIN damn
“only good girls get to breathe baby”
changbin — gagging
would deadass SHOVE your head down onto his cock just to hear you choke on it, you’re heaving and everything
oml the amount of spit falling down your chin and onto your thighs is CRAZY
“fuck yesss baby girl. such a good girl taking my cock. shit-” whilst you’re literally suffocating on his dick
yanks at your hair, tugging you off him just to force you to look up at him with mascara running down your face and bloodshot eyes
he will NOT stop rutting his hips tryna get his cock further down your throat even though it’s allllll the way in man?
“love seeing you this much of a mess doll. fuck-”
hyunjin — breeding
i swear you and hyunjin have the most beautiful, loving sex ever !!!
like, he will cup your face with both hands whilst planting kisses everywhere on your face and calling you beautiful names
“my angel, you’re so pretty”
will practically BEG you to let him come inside you. “just wanna feel you around me baby”
WHIMPERING HYUNE FR
would tuck your hair behind your ears so the sweat on your forehead doesn’t make it stick to you :’(
“you’re just too beautiful sweetheart, please let me come inside your pretty little pussy?”
jisung — squirting
literally the most pussy drunk member of the group?!
as in, he would quite happily eat you out for hours but his FAVOURITE sight is you squirting (like, he’s actually obsessed)
literally BEGS for you squirt on his face because he wants to “taste you”
his chin would be such a mess from being allllll over your pussy but he’s the happiest he’s ever been seeing you moan uncontrollably from his fingers inside you
“want you to squirt all over my fingers baby, that’s it, thereeee you go”
KISSES KISSES KISSES EVERYWHERE
felix — dress up
you wanna rile felix up? wear a maid outfit and watch that guy FOLD
would deadass blush so hard when you ask him if you look pretty like duh, the man has a tent in his pants?
“did you dress up for me baby?”
SO MANY COMPLIMENTS !!
“you look incredible baby girl, can i touch you?” and how could you say no when he asked so politely aww :’(
“you drive me crazy y/n wow”
seungmin — orgasm control
he. is. filthy. with his dirty talk and loves degrading you whilst edging you over and over again omg
would actually laugh in your face when you beg him to let you cum
“who says i will even let you cum tonight baby? bad girls don’t get to cum do they?”
the way he speaks to you like he would speak to an actual dog gets you HORNY. “do you think you deserve to cum doll? have you been a good puppy? i don’t think you have”
and on the nights he would let you cum, he would force you to do it over and over again whilst laughing at your pleas because your pussy is RAW
“isn’t this what you wanted pup?”
jeongin — voyeurism
no because innie loves NOTHING more than to watch you pleasure yourself oml
like, you’d forbid him from touching himself just to see him get so worked up from the scene in front of him and he’s such a whimpering MESS omg
“please please let me touch myself baby, your pussy is so pretty”
SO. WHINEY. !!
like, he’s practically on the verge of tears from being so horny and not being able to touch his cock :(
when you finally let him touch himself over you, he would thank god and omg his whimpers when he comes are so subby omg omg omg
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memorywhosshe · 1 year
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Don't you love when you're excited about one thing already then learn another, entirely different thing, and suddenly your mind is overloading with hype?
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wynnyfryd · 7 months
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Trailer Park Steve AU part 3
part 1 | part 2
(tw: guns, accidental death)
Robin’s already in full panic mode by the time Steve pulls up to her place, flinging the passenger door open and throwing herself into the car with so much force that the car bounces on its wheels a little. “Drive!!”
“Jesus Christ, good morning to you, too.”
“Steve!”
Steve starts to drive.
Beside him, Robin flips the visor down to look at her reflection; groans and scrubs her hands down her face in misery at whatever she sees. Steve doesn’t really get it. He thinks she looks beautiful, with her hair gently moving in the breeze from the open window, with her freckles lit up by the early morning sun.
“Ugh,” she says, turning to look at him, “I can’t believe I look like a zombie and you’re gonna make me late to the first day of school.”
“Wow.” Fuckin’ ingrate. And when he was just being so nice to her in his head. “How about a thank you, huh? ‘Thanks for picking me up, Steve. Thanks for bringing my backpack, Steve. Sorry you almost got shanked by your neighbor, Steve.’”
“You what???”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Um, yes it very much does matter, what the—”
“—I’m just saying, a little gratitude? Wouldn’t hurt you.”
He licks at the corner of his mouth, spritzes wiper fluid to clear the bugs off the windshield. Robin’s eyes are bulging out of her head, but he really doesn’t want to talk about how he still feels the ghost press of steel against his throat, so: “You’re not even right, by the way; I don’t know why you’re complaining.”
“Huh?”
“School started yesterday. I’m making you late for the second day of school.”
“Yesss,” she draws the word out like he’s stupid, rolling her wrist in a hurry up and get it motion, “but everyone knows that syllabus day doesn’t count. The first pep rally is the real first day of school.”
Ah, there it is.
Steve steals another peek at his best friend while they’re on a straightaway, notes the nervous twitch of her hands as she goes back to fussing at her reflection; the way she’s clumping her lashes together with seven coats too many of some drugstore brand mascara. She’s wearing lipstick. “This is about Vick—”
“—Don’t talk about—”
“—It’s about Vickie, isn’t it?”
“Ughhhhh.” Robin folds forward and thunks her head against the dash. “Fine, okay? Fine! Yes! This may have something to do with a distressingly cute fellow marching band member. Are you happy now?”
“Ecstatic.”
“Oooh, big word for you, Steven.” She swats him on the shoulder, face all twisted up in offense. “Stop laughing!”
“Stop hitting me,” he laughs. “I’ll dump your ass out on this highway.”
She gasps and narrows her eyes at him. “You wouldn’t.”
Steve eases his foot onto the brake.
“Okay, okay! Mercy! I’m being an asshole, alright? I’m sorry. I’m just— I’m stressed! Being gay is very stressful.”
The knife incident pops back into his mind. “Yeah,” he mutters, “I imagine it is.”
He catches himself slouching down into his seat a bit when they pull up to the school. Has to force himself to sit upright, hears his mother’s tutting in his ear about bad posture and the message it projects to the world.
It’s not that he’s embarrassed to be here; really, he isn’t. He’s just hoping to avoid being spotted by the nuggets now that they go here, too, lest he be accosted for evading his chauffeur duties.
God.
Dustin’s nerd shit is infecting his brain.
Robin grabs her bag out of the back seat, plants a parting peck on Steve’s cheek as she gets out of the car. “See you later?”
“Yeah, I’ll pick you up for work.”
“Love you, dingus.”
And then he’s alone again.
With Robin gone, Steve finds himself driving. Wandering and aimless, like a ghost who doesn’t know he’s gone. It’s not like he has nothing to do — he’s supposed to be out finding a second job, finding a way to support himself and his mom, because he’s the man of the house now. Because his life has turned into one of those shitty, overcomplicated word problems from math class.
If a recently widowed mother works no hours and her minimum-wage son works as many as Family Video will allow, how much mold-riddled dogshit housing can they afford?
Not much.
Inevitably, he finds himself circling the scorched bones of Starcourt, driving tired loops around the barbed wire perimeter. His ghost likes to guide him here; can’t shake the place where he shook off the mortal coil.
He didn’t know it at the time, but Steve Harrington died the day the mall burned down. Embarrassing, to not hear the death knell as his family name went up in smoke.
It was hard to hear much at all that night, between the concussion and the fireworks and the shrieking of a monster being torn apart, but the memory caresses his mind now in cruel whispers: the headrush of victory; the blood and the sweat; the relief that they’d won, they’d done it, it’s over, they won.
Steve tugs at his bad ear ‘til the ringing subsides.
Some fucking grand prize.
The thing is, you can’t go around exploding an eldritch horror without alerting the US government, and the US government can’t go around letting major investors in a hostile commie invasion keep their assets once they find out about their treasonous schemes. It happened fast: the arrest, the bail, the impending trial and the seizure of property. Richard Harrington was once a small town god on an invisible throne, making deals with devils in shadowy boardrooms, and suddenly he was looking at life in a cell.
Maybe it was a blessing he died before his reckoning was due. Maybe it was no accident at all.
The second, and perhaps more important, thing is: stray bullets don’t care about your looming court date.
Dad had a habit of cleaning his guns while he was drunk, nursing a whiskey in one hand while he polished the gleaming barrels with the other. Pointless, really, because the guns were always pristine to begin with. Dick Harrington didn’t hunt. Didn’t shoot. Claimed the pistol was for home defense, that he kept it loaded in case anyone ever tried to hurt his family, but Steve knew the truth.
His dad just liked to flirt with death. Liked to handle pretty, deadly things, stroke his fingers over ruthless metal and feel the rush of power when he walked away unscathed.
He didn’t walk away that night.
Didn’t even face death standing.
Sliced through his femoral artery and rolled right out of his chair.
They found him lying on the ground in a dark, sticky puddle, gasping like a fish as blood spurted from his thigh. Crazy how fast it happened. Steve had been in his room when the shot rang out, and he barely managed to reach the bottom of the stairs before the gurgling noises stopped. Just boom! whizz! bang! and Dick Harrington was gone.
Maybe it’s a good thing, too, that they lost the house.
The image of his mother in the hallway that night — shellshocked in the doorway, one pale hand shaking in front of her open mouth, features wide and wet with waking horror as she stared into the room — was enough to make him never want to step foot in the place again.
So now they live in a rundown piece of shit on the wrong side of town, with hideous burnt orange carpet and wood paneled walls, with cracks in the ceiling and cigarette burns in the walls, some parting gifts from whatever feral hick lived there before them, and it feels like another cruel, cosmic joke. Like the universe is delighting in the Harringtons’ comeuppance; like the blackened beams and brick rubble of Starcourt are all twisting to form one great, mocking mouth; the better to smile and laugh at their misfortune.
You bought your bed, now you have to lie in it.
He didn’t even know that the Harringtons owned Forest Hills until it was the only asset left to their name.
He’s pretty sure his dad bought it more as a joke than a genuine investment. Meant to teach Steve a lesson, like how he used to bring home Waffle House applications whenever Steve got a C on a report card. This is your future if you don’t straighten up, son.
Kill yourself, dad.
Oh, wait.
You already did.
part 4
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marlenesluv · 7 months
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Book Lover. Part 2. (LN)
summary: more of being landos booktuber girlfriend who posts books, music, coffee, and her boyfriend lando.
check out part 1: part 1
warnings: none
masterlist link -> masterlist link
^ check out my list for all posts! ^
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y/n.user: paddock reading while your bf trains >
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landonorris: you could train with me
↳ y/n.user: like…workout?? no. thanks
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bookbabes: the perks of being a wallflower 😩🫶
haleypham: reading while your bf does his sport >
↳ y/n.user: sooo true
formula1fan: the way y/n goes with lando everywhere is so cute
↳ y/n.fp: shes said before that shes never missed an event and always makes sure to go🥹
pagesgalore: my book queeeennnnn
saracarrolli: when is ur new vid coming out, bestie😁
↳ y/n.user: this friday at 8am!!😁🤗
↳ user5: A COLLAB I SUSPECT????
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landonorris: she looks around for books, while i suck down a strawberry acai refresher 😋
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y/n.user: you INHALE those refreshers….
↳ landonorris: they are DELECTABLE
↳ carlossainz55: that’s a big word for you
f1wags: when your favorite wag reads >
papayaboys: he is so whipped, your honor
formula1edits: the way he spoils her?? need
↳ user4: does he buy her books or sum?
↳ formula1edits: hes said that he likes to buy them and spoil her 🫠
francisca.cgomes: need me a bf like this fr
↳ pierregasly: you HAVE a bf like that
↳ francisca.cgomes: you hate shopping with me🙄
↳ pierregasly: because you shop for 10 hours KIKA
↳ francisca.cgomes: SO?????
booksbabyyy: that’s so freaking adorable
maxfewtrell: you forgot to mention that i was also there….
↳ y/n.user: yeah, eating a bagel and looking at legos for us
↳ landonorris: which we appreciate because we love legos
↳ y/n.user: so true
aaronwarnersgf: when they are a book and lego couple >
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y/n.user: french novels and landos hat 🧡
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austen4life: our girl is finally reading some french literature yesss
landonorris: you were too focused on the book and not me :(
↳ carlossainz55: oh no, she must like reading more than talking to you
↳ y/n.user: when will you STOP BEING MEAN CARLOS
inbetweenpages: why does he look so grumpy
↳ landofanpage: hes a sassy scorpio💁‍♂️
charles_leclerc: you’re finally reading the french novel i told you about?
↳ y/n.user: yes 😌 and it’s so good
↳ charles_leclerc: i told you
user5: lando do be staring hard LMAO
swiftie22: my fav swifties <3
↳ taylorandf1: realllll
booksgalore4: y/n’s book posts >
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landonorris: “august slipped away into a moment of time”
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y/n.user: you’re too cute, lan❤️
↳ landonorris: i used her quote correctly??
↳ y/n.user: yes, babe
↳ landonorris: 😁
user2: the pictures he takes of y/n are so sweet
bookgirlieeee: was a book fan first, but now i’m an f1 fan too thx to y/n
↳ f1inthebooks: but we all love it
carlandoo554: who took the carlando pic omgggg
↳ y/nandlandoo: prolly y/n lol
lilymhe: CUTIESSSSS
↳ y/n.user: 🫶🫶
user7: lando sleeping on his clothes LMAOOO HELP
f1wags: august was such a good content month fr
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y/n.user: first video on my yt with no books and all grid! had a nice dinner, partied, slept, games, and lando taught me how to dj…okkk🪩
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danielricciardo: all of y/n’s fans bc theres no books: 😰😬
↳ y/n.user: 😓
landonorris: my multi talented gf☺️❤️
↳ y/n.user: 😁❤️
bookbabes: living for dj y/n
user4: okkkk i’m living for this
rhysbatbae: missing book content rn
↳ y/n.user: i promise i’m still posting my books, dw
carlossainz55: i am the monopoly champion🤪
↳ maxverstappen1: no, you’re not. we were all j too drunk
↳ y/n.user: LOL
↳ carlossainz55: whatever 🙄
des.sidster: you just casually learning how to dj in monaco is so iconic. miss you sm!
↳ y/n.user: it was so fun. miss you sm too, des!
aaronwarner554: living vicariously through y/n, she has sm fun ugh
dr3edits: lmaooo, daniel sleeping 😭
f1wags: the cutestttt
pierregasly: i cant wait till we all hangout again!
↳ charles_leclerc: i cant either! it was a lot of fun
↳ lewishamilton: i liked when y/n fell down the stairs at charles’ house, i’d like to see that again
↳ y/n.user: that rly hurt🤕
↳ landonorris: guys. don’t be mean.
↳ pierregasly: okay dad
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if you're not watching Zedaph you're not living.
description/transcript:
Zedaph and Etho have collaborated to make a Minecraft version of Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture, which makes liberal use of cannon blasts as percussion. Etho's contribution is the noteblock timing; Zedaph's contribution is the creeper explosions that replace the cannon blasts.
Zedaph: are you ready to go, Etho?
Etho: on your count.
Zedaph: okay—3, 2, 1—go!
Etho: here we go!
Zedaph: drum roll...
[the noteblocks begin playing]
[the first creeper blast goes off]
Zedaph: (whispering) yesss!
Etho: (laughs)
[creeper blast]
Zedaph: yes!!
Etho: (laughs) it's going!
[three creeper blasts]
Zedaph: yes!!!
[creeper blast]
Zedaph: (laughs)
Etho: oh, it's so good.
[creeper blast]
Zedaph: oh yeah, the silence—build up—
Etho: build up.
[nine creeper blasts]
Zedaph: okay—coming to the end!
Etho (overlapping): here it is! grand finale!
[six creeper blasts]
[charged creeper explodes, killing both of them]
Zedaph: yeah—hahahaha!!
Zedaph: oh my god! (laughs)
Etho (overlapping): (laughing) that's perfect, man, that was perfect. flawless.
Zedaph: what an instrument, what a beautif—Etho—
Etho (overlapping): ohhh my goodness—
Zedaph: big round of applause for your wonderful noteblocks there, that was—
Etho: and—and to you with your percussions! amazing.
Zedaph (overlapping): (laughing)
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