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maddymoreau · 2 months

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My Thoughts on Poppy Playtime Chapter 3

Ollie is ADORABLE!!!! "No ouchies or lost body parts?" HE'S A BABY I NEED TO PROTECT!!!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!!! (¬‿¬) I have ZERO evidence for this but my theory is he’s The Prototype.

I’m REALLY happy to see the phone Ollie calls the player on is identical to the one in Project: Playtime! It’s nice seeing stuff introduced in Project: Playtime finally appear in the main series.

( ⚆_⚆ ) ESPECIALLY DR. HARLEY SAWYER!!!! WOW THE TAPE FEATURING HIM TALKING TO THE PROTOTYPE WAS DARK!!!! I knew a man like Dr. Sawyer would be a sick and twisted individual since he created the Bigger Bodies Initiative.

Despite that I was NOT prepared to hear the joy in his voice to experiment on children. It was revolting.

This exchange:

Prototype: "You stick us. Beat us. Tear at flesh. Do you feel it?"

Dr. Sawyer: "There is a secret inside you, 1006. Valuable beyond all measure. I cut and prod and burn at it, and I get closer with each session . . . So speak, or don't. Fight, or give in. Regardless, I learn something new about you every day . . . (Laughs) It excites me!"

Prototype: "Thank you."

Dr. Sawyer: "You . . . thank me?"

Prototype: "Absolutely. I learn something new about you every day."

THAT FINAL LINE WHEN THE PROTOTYPE IS MIMICKING DR. SAWYER'S VOICE AHHHHHH!!!!

＿|￣|○ I WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO DR. SAWYER SO BADDDDD!!!!!! He wasn’t around for The Hour of Joy but I hope he suffered.

Leith Pierre: "Normally I'd have Dr. Sawyer do this but he's uhhh . . . out, let's say. So you got me until they find his replacement."

(o ´ _ ` )o The contrast between how Dr. Sawyer speaks to the experiments VS Leith Pierre the Head of Innovation at Playtime Co.

Both dehumanize the experiments in different ways.

Leith Pierre can’t even bother remembering Catnap's real name. He puts on this fake friendly facade. Referring to Catnap as his Pal and Buddy. It's so disingenuous.

Especially when he asks, "Heya Theo! How ya doin' bud?" Pierre could care less about how Catnap feels. It's only when Catnap responds, "The Prototype will save us." That gets Pierre to finally drops the corporate spiel. Admitting to what this place is. Catnap’s prison.

No wonder Catnap worshipped The Prototype after being save when this is what he’s told about his horrific situation.

Leith Pierre: "THIS is your life now. Get used to it."

I absolutely LOVED all the new features for the Grab Pack. The air jet looked SO FUN!!!! Watching people desperately shoot the flare gun against smiling critters in a cramped space WAS SO INTENSE!!! The smiling critter's small growls and whimpers made me sad.

(ʃƪ 〃’▽’〃)♡ The horror in this chapter was INCREDIBLE!!!! While I had fun playing Chapter 2 I remember feeling disappointed by the scares.

CHAPTER THREE HAD ME HORRIFIED!!!! EVERY JUMP SCARE HAD ME FLYING OUT MY CHAIR, THE ATMOSPHERE WAS AMAZING AND AHHHHH THE HOME ORPHANAGE SECTION!!!!!

It reminded me of PT ∑(; °_°) Especially with the radio informing us that in Elliot Ludwig's house it was discovered he HAD THE BODY OF A CHILD IN A DUFFLE BAG!!?!?!?!?!?!

ALSO THAT ONE RADIO'S REVERSE MESSAGE!!!

"8-8-1995 I find your presence intrusive. After all this time you return. You come in here and yet you kill and murder. You pilate and destroy. Your presence was demanded 10 years ago and yet you didn't show up . . . 8-8-1995 You were supposed to be here. Why weren't you here? You missed the event. You missed the meeting. You missed the party. You have no right to be here . . ."

AHHHHHH MOBGAMES KNEW WHAT THEY WERE DOING WITH THE LIGHTING IN THIS SCENE!!!!!

I thought I was going to see MY BOY 😭💔!!!!!!

Huggy Wuggy is completely fine.

Kissy Missy was so sad and adorable in this chapter. Seeing her stare at the picture and hug herself BROKE MY HEART ( o̴̶̷᷄ _ o̴̶̷̥᷅ )!!! She deserves the world.

Catnap acting like a child and avoiding school 😭💔

Miss Delight was a minor spoiler I knew about since people used her face in their thumbnail. However I was NOT prepared for her to act like a Coil-Head!!!!

Theodore being described as antisocial and having a peculiar relationship with an imaginary friend _(:ì」∠)_.

That “imaginary” friend being The Prototype. Who guided Theodore to help them both escape. Only for Theodore to get electrocuted since he was just a child who didn't know how to safely use a Grabpack.

The Prototype throwing away their chance to escape to save Theodore by bringing him to the staff. Showing The Prototype does care in some way.

Only for Theodore to be later turned Catnap.

THEN the player electrocutes Catnap the SAME way Theodore originally received his injuries. The Prototype comes to “save” Theodore once again but this time by making Catnap a part of him AND CATNAP ACCEPTS SO WILLINGLY (˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ )!!!!

It felt like I was watching a religious experience.

I love Poppy Playtime but I do think they show too much in their trailers. Dog day is a great example but even then his scene was *chef kiss*

All the smiling critters crawling inside Dogday as he desperately screamed in agony and for us to run away left me speechless.

I liked the detail of Dogday calling us angel. I'm excited to see all the AUs people create where we save him.

ALSO THE HOUR OF JOY WAS A BLAST TO WATCH!!!!!

I know Poppy is right that it was just senseless slaughter. How all that death didn't fix or help anyone. Especially when it didn't matter if those killed were innocent or not.

However imagining these characters being painfully experimented on and stripped of their autonomy. Going though years of hell and finally reaching their breaking point. It's hard to not feel good for them getting to release that anger. Even if I know it's wrong.

ALSO I GOT TO SEE MY SECOND FAVORITE CHARACTER BOXY BOO YAYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!

THERE WAS SOOOOO MUCH HUGGY WUGGY IMAGERY IN THIS CHAPTER AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

I'M GOING TO OVER THINK IT!!!!!! I HAVE NO THEORIES I’M JUST POINTING DETAILS OUT!!!!!!

When hallucinating Huggy Wuggy's face is on the employee training video:

“Join the Innovationists, where the bounds of science are continuously pushed. Or join the Counselors of Playcare, whose diligence and care for our children will help shape a brighter future, just you see.”

“Now every one of you has your part in that future, so should you come back tomorrow feeling unhappy for where you are, or what you’ve done . . . worry not, for your supervisor is here and happy to listen! And . . . should you come back . . . years later . . . your conscience finally getting the better of you. May you descend into the dark and the dust, finding all that awaits you are incomprehensible horrors . . . each hungry for your return, each eager that they might find you. Perhaps they’d smile at you from a shadow, their smiling mouths full of teeth and meat and plastic, watching and waiting patiently for their turn at a warm welcome. Or perhaps they won’t allow you such a time to figure your place in the world you’d left. A world that’s theirs now. Welcome home.”

The video transforms into a manifestation of the player's guilt. Not only for their involvement for whatever they did while working at Playtime Co. but for being gone and returning after ten years.

This is also paired with the player's possible guilt for killing Huggy Wuggy and their fear of him.

The hallucination version being a more exaggerated version of the Chapter 1 Huggy Wuggy vent chase.

When Catnap causes the player to later hallucinate:

Poppy: “Do you even know what’s real?”

Poppy: “No you don’t.”

THEN AT THE END OF THE HALLUCINATION IT SHOWS US THE DAY OF JOY!!!! Which is very odd when you consider two things. We've been told multiple times we weren’t there and during this scene we didn't know what the Hour of Joy was.

So the player hallucinating being in front of Huggy Wuggy’s podium during The Hour of Joy with a large Prototype hand reaching for us IS ODD!!!

ALSO THE TAPE IT SHOWS THAT’S WHERE HUGGY WUGGY WAS DURING THE HOUR OF JOY!!!!!!!

WHAT DOES IT MEAN?!?!?!?!

This is just speculation but perhaps the player's memories aren't as trustworthy as we think. After all we still aren't even sure who even sent us the letter or tape in Chapter 1.

"EVERYONE THINKS THE STAFF DISSAPEARED 10 YEARS AGO WE'RE STILL HERE FIND THE FLOWER"

It’s important to point out the characters from Chapter 2 made ZERO appearance during these hallucinations. Mommy Long Legs, PJ Pug-a-Pillar, Bunzo Bunny and the Wack-a-Wuggy.

Is the Huggy Wuggy imagery used because he’s who we encounter at the start of the game?

OR SOMETHING MORE AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

#Something something something the first key we needed in game was held up by Huggy Wuggy while on his podium.#So is The Prototype in the hallucination symbolizing he's the key to answering all our questions or am I overthinking everything asdnsf;alk #Rambling about my Poppy Playtime Self Insert -> I haven't decided what but something happened to my self insert to cause her memory issues.#She remembers small details from her time working for Playtime Co. but not the experiments.#So throughout the Chapters she's slowly unraveling the mystery of not only Playtime Co. but herself.#Everything story wise plays out the identical in all the chapters except one thing.#At the end of Chapter One instead of the box falling onto Huggy Wuggy. My self insert doesn't pull the box down in time.#Just as Huggy Wuggy is about to kill her. He finally gets a good look at her face.#Which she had hidden in the beginning with a mask + hat and hoodie because of the cameras.#As she ran and descended further into the facility she discarded her disguise.#Once Huggy Wuggy realizes who she is he stops trying to kill her.#Since there's not enough lore about the player's backstory yet I haven't decided why.#However whatever reason or friendship or connection they had she can't remember. Whatever it was causes Huggy Wuggy to not kill her.#During Chapter 2 Huggy Wuggy follows besides her. Helping when he can.#He can't help during the tests however since Mommy Long Legs considers that cheating. Mommy even is confused WHY he's helping her.#At the end of Chapter 2 when listening to the tape about Huggy Wuggy being the optimal outcome.#My self insert feels guilty and worries the only reason he hasn't killed her is because of what they did to him.#However the goof reassures her in his own odd way (pat on the head or a hug) that's not the case. In Ch. 3 he's with Kissy Missy and Poppy.#When Kissy Missy attacks my self insert he defends her (no violence just shoving and growling) but Poppy and I dissolve the situation.#Since Huggy Wuggy can't be protected from the Red Gas I imagine he has to wait with Kissy Missy and Poppy.#As for what history Huggy Wuggy and my self insert have to make him not be violent towards her I haven't decided.#The hallucination nightmare imagery remains the same. Although she feels comfortable with Huggy Wuggy now there's no denying he scared her.#Combined with her slowly remember her involvement and the guilt consuming her. Wondering if subconsciously she always knew.#I'm excited to delve more into their friendship and past. Although aggressive Huggy Wuggy is extremely smart.#Using the vents and escaping the facility. He doesn't act like a lost puppy or anything. He has his own agency.#Despite his hunger and aggression whatever their history is it's important enough he wants to ensure her safety.#Poppy Playtime #MaddyMoreauPost

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therealromewrites · 3 years

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Your wish, Our Desire

IN COLLABORATION WITH @squidgamesmut

Fandom: Squid Game (Netflix)

Relationship: Seong Gi-hun (456) x Reader (Y/N) x Cho Sang-woo (218)

Age: 18+ Explicit (Under 18s go away!)

Warnings: Smut, angst, vaginal fingering, blowjob, handjob, oral (F and M receiving), cunilingus, belly bulge, dirty talk, unprotected sex, nipple play, P in V penetration, double vaginal penetration

Word Count Total: 6878

Note: I want to give a massive thanks to my co-writer @squidgamesmut . Massive props to your genius mind and words that make this such a delight to write. Thank you for your amazing patience and ideas and it was an amazing joy to write this with you. Please show @squidgamesmut so much love because they absolutely deserve it. They work so hard and post so much content so please give them the same love and support.

Thank you @gothbusterz for the amazing request! It was so much fun writing this and I think it’s one of the best stories I’ve participated in. I hope you enjoy and please do let me know what you think! I’d love to take requests for the characters from Squid Game. I have more fics on my masterlist if you’re interested!

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Summary: There is no shame in sharing in sharing your deepest secrets with the people at whose side you’ll die the day after. Convinced that you’re going to lose the Game, you unxpectedly lose something more personal in the welcoming arms of your rivals.

The tension in the room was almost stifling. On the eve of your final day, you sat with Gi-hun and Sang-woo in the eerily empty common room, cross-legged on your bed. Every sound echoed well around the large hall, bouncing off the walls before silencing again. No matter how much you cared for those two men with you, the ambiance was far from pleasing.

If nothing happened soon, you feared the worst would come true, that you’d squeeze at each other’s throats before the final game could even be announced. If things turned out to become like that, you figured, it’d leave nothing but a bitter aftertaste of your once-so-close friendship.

“How about we play a game to kill time?” you suggested, before adding a mental note: Before we inevitably have to kill each other.

Gi-hun rubbed his chin, pondering over the question for a few moments.

“What sort of game are you thinking of? After what's happened, I’m not sure if I’m too fond of playing games anymore. They’ve been turning out to be working against our favour lately.”

A small smile broke out as you scooted closer to the two men. The guards had given you a few moments to settle down before preparations for the next game. You didn't want to sit alone in the big room so you asked for Sang-woo and Gi-hun to bring their beds close to yours.

The room felt eerily large, and you enjoyed the idea of cosiness on your last evening alive. Had you been in any other situation, knowing it would be your final night, you might have roasted marshmallows over an open fire, reminiscing over the memories of your life whilst enjoying snacks that you normally wouldn’t eat.

Sadly, this was no ordinary night, nor did it give you the chance to face death in the way that you always imagined it to be: surrounded by the people that loved and cared for you. Instead, your doom was hidden behind those thick, iron doors you ignored the very presence of. In twenty-four hours from now, you’d presumably be dead.

“This one won’t result in our deaths,” you promised, “Perhaps in something that looks like it, but I'm certain that we'll live to see another day… One more day, at least.”

For a brief second, it seemed you were resigned to grieving your own death. Wondering if there was anyone outside who would actually care about your passing.

“What were you thinking about, then?” Sang-woo queried. Your eyes dropped to the way he was fiddling with the sleeve of his suit jacket. You echoed his apprehension. In all honesty, you didn’t feel too comfortable, either. Even more reason to try and face the dawn of the new day with newfound courage.

“If you could accomplish one more thing in life,” you began, “When you know that you’re going to die tomorrow. What would that be? Anything. From fixing a problem, to trying something new. What would you do before you die?”

Silence cut through the air as you gave the men a moment to think. Gi-hun shifted, his face fell into a sad frown, as if he immediately knew what he would do.

“I would hug Ga-yeong.” Going by the encouraging softness in your face, he continued to explain. “My daughter. I - I love her more than anything in the world. Out of all the mistakes I've made in my life, I'd want to hold Ga-yeong one more time. Maybe it'll let her know that I’ve always tried to be the best father I could be, because I know that to her, it mustn’t always have felt that way.”

You leant over towards him, putting your hand on his to comfort him. For a moment, the two of you shared a long gentle look with tearful eyes, both fully aware of your impending doom. Nothing was certain anymore, and it was heartbreaking to say the least.

“That’s really nice, Gi-hun,” You whispered. “I can see that you love her very much.”

He gave a stiff nod and swiped a hand across his nose to clear the sniffles away. His messy hair drooped in front of his eyes. You resisted the urge to brush the messy lock away from his forehead.

“I do.” He said with an unrecognisable tone of certainty that made the hairs of your neck stand.

Sang-woo sniffed deeply which made you turn your head towards him. Scooting closer to hold his hand. He was struggling to choose the right words as his eyes avoided meeting yours. A bitter chuckle left his lips as he muttered.

“It’s difficult, isn’t it?” He lifted his head up to see nothing but soft smiles from you and Gi-hun. Sending kind encouragement to open up to them as he cleared his throat.

“If … If I could do one more thing, I would go and visit my mother. I owe her an apology. It’s the least I can do, she deserves closure. If -”

Sang-woo took a deep breath, unshed tears in his eyes as he desperately glanced between you and Gi-hun. “If either of you survive this, will you visit her for me?"

You brought your hand over his mouth to quieten his despairing words. You didn't want to hear words of promises and death. It would remind you of the reality you were in, you wanted to cling on to hopes and dreams for a bit longer. Sang-woo shook his head and lifted your hand off his mouth.

"Please. Tell her that I love her very much?”

Your head bowed down as you refused to let your tears show on your face. Gi-hun gave a firm nod and gently pat Sang-woo's hand.

“I promise, Sang-woo. If it comes down to a single person, I'll tell your mother about your efforts in rectifying your mistakes."

You could sense Sang-woo's eyes on yours as a finger curled under your chin to lift your head up. His eyes were gentle and tender that you couldn’t bring yourself to refuse his request.

“I promise. Even though I’m certain that I will not be the person surviving, I will go to her and say so.”

Sang-woo gave the pair of you a tight-lipped smile. “Thank you.” he whispered with a tiny voice, unable to speak any louder. “That means a lot.”

For a few moments, you sat in pregnant silence, before Gi-hun addressed you

“And you, (Y/N). What would you do?”

You blinked rapidly for a second, feeling your face heat up. “I… Listening to the two of you, I don’t think mine’s interesting at all.” A rush of heat flushed in your cheeks whilst Sang-woo scooted closer, curious to know more.

“Come on, we told you what we were going to do. What does it matter if we all know each other’s deepest secrets? It’s not like we are all going to get out of here alive…”

He was right, and you knew it. Still, you hid your face in your hands, blushing brightly. “I don’t think it’s appropriate to share. Especially after those two emotional scenarios you two were thinking of.”

Gi-hun raised an eyebrow, bringing a gentle playful smile to his face as a way to lighten the mood.

“Don’t chicken out now, (Y/N)! We won’t judge you. We’ve all done weird stuff so knowing what you’d do, if you had the chance, would not make things any stranger.”

You didn’t dare to look at the men either side of you, instead deciding to look at your feet.

“I’d want to lose my virginity.” You whispered with the tiniest voice, shame lacing the tone of your admission.

“Pardon?” Sang-woo questioned, as he was unable to hear your words clearly. Your face grew darker and hotter whilst you swallowed thickly, increasing the volume of your voice.

“I’d go out somewhere and give my virginity to someone. All my life, I’ve never felt like I was truly … loved or wanted by someone, to be desired romantically or even sexually. If there is one thing I could have done, it would have been to have sex with someone so I can feel loved.”

Silence.

Sighing in embarrassment, you brought your knees up to your chest, hugging them to make yourself as small as possible. You cursed yourself for having such carnal desires whilst they opened up with precious familial wishes.

“See, not that interesting.” You exhaled deeply, resting your chin on your knees. “You two have actual people to return home to. Love and family waiting for you. I’m here just … Wishing about things I should have done when I was still outside. Should have settled down instead of doing stupid shit.”

“You’re … You’ve actually never…” Gi-hun struggled to find the right words, his cheeks becoming flushed with the mention of you being a virgin.

You blinked at him, jaw slightly agape. “Well, actually… No, I haven’t.”

Sang-woo let out a sound that almost sounded like a scoff. “But you’re… You’re really…” he cleared his throat, “Attractive, I’d say.”

A laugh built at the base of your throat but you refused to let it out. “You don’t have to compliment me just because you think it will make me feel better, Sang-woo.” You mused, “I’ve never been popular with guys. I’ve been kissed a few times in my lifetime, but it never went beyond that.”

“I agree with Sang-woo,” Gi-hun told you, “You’re very pretty, (Y/N).”

Even though you didn’t deem it possible, your blush grew even deeper than before.

“Thank you.” You told the men and then there was silence again. Nothing more to do but to wait for the next game. Unbeknownst to you, the two men were sharing a silent conversation. The two of them privately expressed their affections for you and now it seemed that there was an opportunity being presented to them.

You brought your head up to see the two of them sharing indiscernible expressions. Were they disgusted or unimpressed?

“What?” You questioned, curious to know what they were silently conversing about. “What are you thinking about? Are you judging me? (Y/N) the prude, is that it?”

“Not at all, (Y/N).” Sang-woo told you, bringing his hand up to rest on your knee, “Don’t worry, we aren’t judging you. It’s just … If this is the final night for the two of us, right?”

“Supposedly,” you told him, at which Sang-woo nodded.

“Yes, supposedly… And looking at the fact that the last wishes of Gi-hun and I are practically unobtainable…”

You frowned in confusion, looking between the two men, uncertain of where this conversation was going, “Yes?”

“Well, yours isn’t.”

You nearly choked on your own saliva as you dropped your knees and sat up properly. You hoped they weren’t suggesting what you were thinking of. Going by your silence, Gi-hun took it upon himself to further explain their intentions.

“What Sang-woo is getting at, (Y/N), it’s that the two of us can make your wish a reality.”

Your heart skipped several beats. Were your ears deceiving you? You couldn’t tell as you watched Sang-woo and Gi-hun place tentative hands on your knees. Gi-hun rubbed tender circles with his thumb whilst Sang-woo dragged his hands up and down.

Your breath hitched at the base of your throat as your eyes darted between them, met with warm and lustful eyes. “Are you suggesting…” You mumbled, before reaffirming your previous thoughts.

“If you will have us, that is.” Gi-hun told you, clearing his throat. You opened your mouth to respond, but you were cut off by Gi-hun, who quickly added: “But if you don’t want us, then that’s fine! Just say so and we’ll stop, we won’t force you to do anyth--”

“Gi-hun!” You interrupted with a small smile and a laugh. “We’re on the brink of life and death. I’d be stupid to say no. If anything, there is no time for me to regret it. Not that I would, because I’d love for my first time to be with two attractive men.”

Sang-woo let out a choked noise which caused you to glance at him. His grip on your knee tightened.

“You… You think we’re attractive?” For a man who you had always considered to be very collected, he was oddly flustered. It caused a warm knot to form in your stomach as you placed your hand on top of his, leaning closer.

“Yes, of course.” The compliment was heartfelt and sincere. You couldn’t deny that you found Gi-hun and Sang-woo attractive. Gi-hun’s tender kindness and Sang-woo’s confidence were one of many qualities that drew you to stick by them. Both men scooted closer towards you which made your smile grow, your other hand reaching over to Gi-hun’s, who’s face flushed with warmth. Their growing eagerness did not go unnoticed despite your inexperience, and you leaned in, lowering the volume of your voice to a whisper.

“I’d want nothing more than to give myself to you two.”

The two men stared at each other for a second, deliberating and shocked by the fact that you agreed.

“(Y/N) ... Thank you.”

Your eyebrow quirked up at Sang-woo’s comment, unsure of why he would say such a thing. He sensed your puzzlement, swallowing thickly.

“For trusting us with something as precious as that.”

A sweet melodious laugh left your lips as you patted Sang-woo’s cheek, feeling the unshaven stubble that was growing. “Oh, don’t act all sentimental on me, Sang-woo. I��ve seen how you play this game. Honeyed words won’t save you tomorrow.”

“This isn’t about survival, (Y/N).” Gi-hun sighed, his hand sliding from your leg to your waist. His eyes locked onto your face, gauging your response. It was a welcome jolt as newfound arousal shunted up your spine at his touch. “This is about you. Just… You are precious. You might not realise it, but I’ve grown fond of you, as has Sang-woo.”

You were overcome with the urge to kiss him as you turned your head to see Sang-woo agreeing to what Gi-hun was saying. Not wanting to delay the desires brewing in the atmosphere, you clasped your fingers around their wrists. You guided Gi-hun’s hand up towards your breast whilst using your other hand to guide Sang-woo to the edge of your waistband.

“What are you waiting for?”

A soft smile broke out on their faces as they moved towards you, Sang-woo brushed your hair aside and pressed gentle kisses to the back of your neck. Gi-hun squeezed your breast whilst bringing his lips to purse over the side of your neck. Your head lolled back subconsciously to let them work at you. Your body already knew what it needed to do as you focused on the sweet motions.

It felt like a never ending dream as you let Sang-woo tug the blazer off your arms so he and Gi-hun had better access to your body. Gi-hun’s teeth grazed against your skin before digging in to leave a mark, which had your body flinch at the sudden gesture. You could sense Sang-woo’s smile against the back of your neck as Gi-hun unlatched his teeth and lapped his tongue over the bite mark.

Gi-hun moved his mouth away from your neck to gaze intently into your face, a smirk breaking out at the drunken pleasure leaking from your face. Your mouth was parted and your eyes were rolling to the back of your head as Gi-hun tugged your chin down so your eyes were level with his.

“(Y/N), open your eyes please.”

Your eyes fluttered open and almost watered at the soft look Gi-hun was giving to you. His lips were soaked with his saliva as you leant forward to press yours against his. He was soft and supple as your lips molded together. You used your other hand to curl back and dig into Sang-woo’s dark thick hair, using it to keep him held against your neck. Gi-hun’s left hand rested against your sternum whilst the other was flat on the bed.

Sang-woo traced his hands up under your shirt, over to your breasts where he let out a gruff groan at the lack of a bra there. You gasped at the cold sensation of his hands which allowed Gi-hun to slip his tongue through the barrier of your teeth. His mouth exploded with the taste of something uniquely you. Sang-woo took the opportunity to give you a brand of his own as he nibbled at the crook of your neck.

Your vision faded away as a soft hum rumbled from the taste of Gi-hun's lips before letting go of his lips to turn to Sang-woo. Both Gi-hun and Sang-woo dragged their fingers to the hem of your shirt, opening the first two buttons and dragging the cotton up over your torso and head so you were topless in front of them.

Silence once again filled the room as your body shivered from the lack of warmth. Your eyebrows pierced in confusion as you noticed the two men almost mesmerised by your torso. At least you hoped it was as you anticipated their eyes seemed to zero in on the faint jagged scars left on your body. Each one told different stories and memories of your misfortunate life.

There was a gentle glow in your face as you watched the men trace one of many scars scattered across your body. You could sense a million questions in their minds but you shook your head to reassure them.

"Don't worry about them. It's what happened in the past. Nothing more to it."

"It still shouldn't have happened." Sang-woo piped up with renewed concern. You cupped his cheek and gave him a small reassuring peck, informing the two of them.

"It's okay. They're a part of me now and they'll be a part of me when I die. I don’t want to think of the past or the future. I just want to focus on this moment, right here and now.”

With the finality in your statement, Sang-woo and Gi-hun smiled then grinned. Your skin was suddenly overrun with goosebumps, the hairs of your neck standing on end albeit in a pleasant way. They were able to roam their palms all over your bare skin now, and your nipples hardened at their touch. Gi-hun pressed his loving lips against your naked upper arm, dangerously close to your breast, whilst you got a first real taste of Sang-woo, his tongue sharper in its behaviour than Gi-hun’s had been.

Both of them were excellent kissers, you realised when Sang-woo drew your bottom lip in between his teeth to give it a playful nibble. At the sudden sensation of Gi-hun’s mouth closing itself around your nipple, you gasped, slightly moving away from the kiss to look at the man who sucked the sensitive bud against his tongue, gentle eyes meeting yours.

Like a snake charmer, he had your eyes locked on him as he used his tongue to trace one of the scars under the swell of your breast. There was a tone of playfulness in his eyes as he went to your other breast to lap over your areola. Using his veneers he tugged and nibbled as you felt a large palm enclose over your other breast. Squeezing and rolling your nipple before Sang-woo’s fingers grazed towards the waistband of your slacks.

Your body had fully leant into Sang-woo’s clothed chest as Gi-hun was sitting beside you to play with your breast. Fingers tapped rhythmically on your skin before slipping under to feel the trimmed hair of your mons pubis, your throat rumbled as the fingers then went down to press onto your clitoris. Sang-woo smirked as he watched your back arch at the sudden contact, his fingers flicked up and down before circling around your lips.

It was no surprise that your vagina was incredibly wet from the intimate touches Gi-hun and Sang-woo were giving you. They were going to ruin you to bring heaven to your soul as you sluggishly pleaded with either one of them.

“Please?”

“Please, what (Y/N)?”

“Please fuck me!”

“That’s what we’re doing, (Y/N).”

Your eyes almost pierced through Gi-hun’s teasing expression, whilst you didn’t mind being loved and cared for, you wanted them to get a move on as you decided to turn the tables on the both of them. Bringing yourself up on your knees which made Gi-hun lean back on the bed, onto his elbows, your fingers walked up his knee, across his tense thighs and stopping just before his groin.

“I might be a virgin but it doesn’t mean I’m dumb. So when I ask for something, it means I want it now.”

With the firmness in your voice, you pushed your hand down Gi-hun’s pants to feel his cock, which was stiff and smooth. You blindly followed a line of a vein to his tip which had a small drop of precum leaking from the slit. Gi-hun was long and you could only imagine what Sang-woo’s size was as you took to dragging your hand over his dick in an up-down motion. Gi-hun tensed as a red blush grew near his neck and cheeks, his head rolling back at your rough touches.

Sang-woo’s eyebrows arched up as he watched the way your ass danced around his face, your body arched like a cat as you focused on teasing Gi-hun. He couldn’t wait to sink his penis into your undoubtedly tight cunt as he curled his fingers to tug down your suit pants along with your underwear. Your teasing halted as your head turned over your shoulder to see Sang-woo admiring your butt.

“Like what you see, Sang-woo?” You purred, biting your bottom lip whilst wiggling your hips in his face. “Have a taste, I won’t stop you.”

You didn’t need to tell him twice. The businessman lunged forward, indulging himself in the nectar of your soaked sex, plunging his tongue into your pussy without warning. Your eyes screwed shut and your grip on Gi-hun’s erection froze momentarily at the sensation, a wonderful moan escaping you. This noise, in turn, caused Gi-hun’s cock to twitch in your grip.

If you had known that getting eaten out felt this delicious - even though you were certain that Sang-woo would be the type of man to be considered skillful when performing oral - you truly would’ve gotten out of your way to lose your virginity sooner.

Sang-woo’s hands rested on your bare butt, face pressed in between your cheeks whilst he ate you like a starving dog, the scruff on his chin causing heightened pleasure by how it grazed against your thighs. You soon snapped out of the tipsy pleasure, returning focus onto Gi-hun, whose length was desperately weeping at the tip.

Pressing your mouth against it in a sloppy kiss, a drop of saliva soon rolling across the vein that you had traced with your finger earlier, you brought down your head, Gi-hun fisting the sheets as a strained grunt left his lungs. You moaned around him, taking him as far as you could into your inexperienced mouth, surprised at how good he tasted.

“(Y/N),” Sang-woo whispered into your cunt, “You taste so good. It’s an honour that I’m the first person to ever eat you.” He pulled back, pressing a few kisses onto your bottom, trailing up your spine before crawling over to your face. “Why not try it yourself?”

You drew yourself away from Gi-hun’s thick length and craned your neck, feeling Sang-woo’s tongue slip into your mouth, sharing your flavour with you. Moaning, you shifted, allowing him to pull you onto his lap. His button up was lightly scratching at your naked chest, tickling your nipples and you were desperate to feel his skin. With hesitation, you pulled your lips away from Sang-woo to paw his blazer and shirt off.

Having an idea of what you wanted, Sang-woo clumsily ripped his bowtie off, followed by shaking his blazer away and tearing the buttons of his shirt apart so you finally had access to his chest. He took your breath away as your hands dragged down to rest on his pectorals, you leaned down to press a kiss to the base of his jugular. A sweet taste of sweat and cologne mingled with your taste buds as you dragged your tongue up to reconnect with Sang-woo’s lips.

Gi-hun sat up, wrapping his arms around you from behind, and snaked a hand in between your legs. You tensed slightly at the sudden contact of Gi-hun’s warm chest before a low moan rumbled from the back of your throat. Sang-woo felt the vibrations of your moan as you felt agile fingers circle around your clit, teasing a little, testing the waters. Gi-hun gauged your response to his touch, keen to continue once he sensed your eagerness, slipping his hand a bit lower.

One of your hands went back to tangle into the shaggy locks of Seong Gi-hun, the other nervously reaching for the thick clothed erection of Sang-woo, which was pushing the spot right between your legs. Sang-woo was a little bit longer and girthier than Gi-hun, which almost had you worried at the prospects of their penis’ entering you. But you were going to take it because it was your last night and you didn’t want to go out like a virgin. Gi-hun pressed his lips against the nape of your neck, sucking your skin against his tongue whilst he began fingering you, teasing at your tight hole, a slender digit prodding at the entrance.

“Oh, Gi-hun,” you mewled, “Sang-woo… Please, more, I need more.”

Sang-woo let go of your lips to share a rather scheming look to Gi-hun, the two of them seemingly knowing what the other was planning as your eyes darted from one’s face to the other. A frown settled on your face as you were about to open your mouth when a thick finger pushed past the tight ring of your vagina, making you choke on your saliva as your eyes went down to see Gi-hun’s fingers deep inside you.

“She’s really tight, Sang-woo.”

“Really? Let me see.”

At that moment, you knew that both men were ready to bring heaven to you as Sang-woo’s fingers trailed down your sternum, over your stomach and down to your lips, circling your clitoris to feel at your arousal before joining Gi-hun’s finger deep inside of you. Sang-woo had slender fingers that seemed to reach further inside of you as you felt your core tense out at the surprise intrusion. It was only two fingers as of now, and you already felt like you were close to the edge.

“He’s right, you’re tight! Never stuck a finger in there, did you? You wanted real men to take your virginity? Fuck you ‘till you had tears down your face?”

You had always thought of Sang-woo as a reserved man that only spoke out of necessity. However, he was proving you wrong as he whispered seductive words into your ear that had you shiver. Your hand moved away from his groin and onto his shoulder as a way to anchor yourself, judging by the way they were pistoning their fingers deep inside the walls, you were close to falling off the edge.

Your grip in Gi-hun’s hair tightened as your head rolled back onto his shoulder, your hips went on auto-pilot as you gyrated against their fingers. Gi-hun added another finger inside of you which grazed against your spongy walls and close to your g-spot. Sang-woo pressed his thumb against your clitoris, alternating between slow and fast circles.

All the words you wanted to say had died in your brain as your only coherent words were a mixture of groans, whines and mumbles of their names. Gi-hun kept a slow pace of his fingers focusing on pressing deeper into you whilst Sang-woo was pushing faster into you, this had your head spinning, unable to cope with the different pressures in your vagina as your orgasm was released in a never-ending crescendo.

Both men were hypnotised by the way your hair was matted against your forehead, sweat dripping down your neck, eyes shut and your jaw wide open. Your walls tightened around their fingers before relaxing as they felt a gush of your fluids leak onto their hands. Gi-hun pressed soft kisses against your temple, praising you for sharing such a beautiful sight with them, his free hand rubbed against your torso to feel the stuttering jerks of your body cooling down.

“Do you think she’s ready to take us both?”

Your eyes snapped open as you took to looking into Gi-hun’s face, unable to comprehend what he had just asked. Then it dawned on you, that they had probably only just gotten started and they had yet to let you feel their cocks inside you. Going by the way you were drunk on pleasure, they needed to reaffirm that you were ready to continue, Sang-woo cupped your cheek and made you face him.

“(Y/N), we can stop here if you like? We don’t have to go further if you’re tired.”

You inhaled a deep breath as your eyes moved from Sang-woo to Gi-hun. Your heart melted at the tender softness in their eyes as a firm resolve settled on your face. Grabbing their fingers which were soaked in your arousal, you brought them close to your lips, your tongue peeked out to lap at your tangy fluids, your eyes snapping between the way their chests puffed out and their lips pursed.

“Did I ever say to stop? I want both of you to take my virginity. Make my night last forever in my mind.”

A rather wolfish grin grew on their faces as Gi-hun clasped your face, turning you to kiss him, his tongue dancing with your own to taste a faint tang of your arousal. Sang-woo watched the way your body arched and curled to their actions, faint red marks of their bites were scattered around your neck as he thanked his stars for this opportunity.

You were dragged into a world of your own as Gi-hun had you resettle onto his lap, this time his uncovered penis was grinding against the lips of your vagina, your arousal was soaking him, almost preparing him to sink inside you. The two of you pulled away as your breaths mingled, Gi-hun brought his hand down to angle his dick at your slit, your core tensed as your left hand curled to grab on to Gi-hun’s hair at the nape of his neck.

This was it. This was the moment as you and Gi-hun shared a soft sad smile, you turned over your shoulder to share the same smile to Sang-woo as you reached your hand out to bring him closer, have him press his chest against your back as you pressed gentle kisses against his jaw. Sang-woo unzipped his slacks, taking his cock out and having it press in between your butt cheeks.

"Take a deep breath, (Y/N)."

With a deep inhalation, your eyes shut tightly in anticipation of the pain. You were always told that losing one's virginity would be painful and therefore your fingers curled in their hair as a way to offshoot the pain that was yet to come. You slowly exhaled once you felt someone's dick push into your vagina, sliding comfortably through the walls as you hummed, curling your toes at the overwhelming sensation.

It didn't hurt like you thought it would - if anything, there was a sense of feeling warm and snug as the dick sat inside you, almost feeling like home as a deep purr left your lips. You felt like you were adrift in the sea as the silence echoed and all you could smell was sweat and musk. A lax expression appeared on your face, your eyes slowly opening and you drowned in the expression of love in Gi-hun's face.

You glanced over your shoulder to see the same expression on Sang-woo, your voice hoarse and slow as you expressed your gratitude.

"Thank you."

"No, thank you (Y/N)."

You didn’t dare to look down as you wanted this moment to be the both of them taking you first, you almost giggled at the way the cock slid out of you only for it to take your breath away as it thrusted and pushed deeper. Then you felt the tip of the other dick start to push in, and it was a tighter squeeze as your legs began to shake in a stuttering motion, whilst you hissed a curse.

"Fuck!"

You dared a glance down, almost fainting at the way your lower belly slightly protruded out more than usual. Hoping that what you were thinking wasn't possible, you brought your left hand down to press against your lower belly, a choked gasp cracking through your throat as you felt a shift and stiffness. It was one of their dicks pressing against your uterus as you unconsciously clenched your core.

Sang-woo and Gi-hun hissed and groaned at the uncontrollable sensations, Gi-hun bowed his head to nuzzle into your neck while Sang-woo's head lolled back at the tightness and clenching of your vagina. For a moment, neither of you could breathe or move as you tried to settle into each other. Your eyes watered slightly, Gi-hun was giving you butterfly kisses and Sang-woo leant forward to groan in your ear.

"Please, move."

Unable to say anything, Gi-hun gave a nod and slightly lifted you up before pushing in again, a low rumble of your name left his lips. All you could do was remain in their arms as they slowly rolled their hips deep into you. They kept up with a languid pace because both men wanted to ensure you came first.

Both men were gentle and soft with you, which was unlike their personalities, especially Sang-woo’s, whose hands rested on your breast and waist. Gi-hun couldn't believe the way the night turned out as he watched the way you were drifting and melting in their arms. He felt pride swell at the honour being bestowed upon him, the fact that of all men, you trusted him and Sang-woo to give you pleasure.

The businessman, on the other hand, was determined to give you everything, running his hand over your body and whispering honeyed words into your ears. A faint scent of chamomile and lilies burst into his nose as he tried to forge this memory into his mind. Despite all the shit they went through, this is the only memory he didn't want to burn with the other traumatic events. He wanted to imprint his touch onto you and your touch onto himself.

"Sang-woo! Gi-hun. I-"

At the broken stutter coming from your mouth, Sang-woo was inspired to go harder as he dragged his dick out almost to the tip before yanking you hard onto his length - so hard that the head brushed near your cervix.

"Ahh! Sang-woo!"

Sang-woo increased his pace which had you careening as both men used your body, Gi-hun was quieter as he grunted at your constant whines and mewls.

"You're so tight! Made just for me and Gi-hun. You're doing so well."

"All for you!" you cried out.

Sang-woo's face broke out in a grin as he pressed his face into your hair, keeping up with his pace, never stuttering. Another set of hands began stroking your body, going down to circle and flick at your clitoris which made a lone tear stream down your face. The pleasure was too much for you to handle as your legs began jerking faster at the tenderness in your body.

"Gi-hun! Sang-woo! I - I -"

With a vehement nod, Gi-hun increased the speed and depths of his thrusts as he pecked your lips, letting your sweet breath mingle with his. His words were a soothing drink of coolness over your body as he encouraged you, gently patting your head.

"It's okay, cum for us. Cum for us, (Y/N)."

With the green light from Gi-hun the tight coil in your uterus snapped, a wordless gasp at the sudden rush of pleasure. You had touched yourself before, but no amount of stimulation could’ve added up to feel this good. You were floating, specks filling your vision, and despite the room being almost pitch dark, you could swear that you saw a galaxy.

Small mindless hums left your lips as you tried to relish in the intense explosion of ecstasy. The way your body was tensing atop theirs, Gi-hun and Sang-woo were not far behind with their climax, locking eyes for a brief moment over your shoulder as if deliberating where to spill. There was a slight hesitation in their thrusts as your eyes opened to take in their puzzled expressions. Having a faint idea of what they were deliberating, one of your hands went down to grip Sang-woo’s thighs, your other rested on Gi-hun’s lower back, sending a non verbal signal to the two of them, your hoarse voice cracking out.

“Cum in me.”

What did any of you have to lose if they came inside of you?

It seemed as if they were thinking the same thing. Eyes focusing on your glistening, vulnerable body again, they came respectively, Sang-woo grunting against the nape of your neck, Gi-hun moaning your name and throwing back his head. Your inner walls were painted with their seed, leaving you feeling full even when they lifted you off their cocks.

You flinched at the removal and sighed at the sensation of their sperm leaking from your sensitive, satisfied hole, letting them carefully put you down on the bed. It wasn’t like you were in any situation to move, and sticky cum dribbled over your thighs, staining the sheets.

“How was that for losing your virginity?” Sang-woo smugly spoke, puffing out his chest proudly. You smiled tiredly, still attempting to catch your breath, crooning at the feeling of Gi-hun’s marvellous fingers through your hair. He scraped his nails against your scalp, leaning down to press his lips to your forehead. Their limpened cocks laid wonderfully thick against their stomachs, slick with the juices that came from your love-making.

“We don’t need sleep, do we?” You wondered out loud with a laugh, opening your eyes to gaze at the beautiful men in front of you. “Please, I don’t think I will be able to stop touching you two now. That was wonderful, and I can’t believe…”

Your voice trailed off, suddenly thick with emotion. You swallowed away the tears, but a few still managed to escape your eyes. “I can’t believe that this is my final night. But it’s still the best night of my life.”

Gi-hun’s vision blurred and Sang-woo gave you a tight-lipped smile, resting a warm palm on your thigh. “Spread your legs, pretty thing.” he murmured, “Show us the mess we made.”

Cold air hit your swollen pussy as you spread your legs and you sighed deeply, feeling how new arousal settled within your gut. “There is so much more we can do to you.”

Your lips quivered with both grief and lust. “This is already the best night of my life,” you told them, “But if you can do that for me… If you can familiarise me with more pleasure… It would make it even better.”

Sang-woo leant down, laying down on his stomach to draw your legs over his shoulders, pressing a few hot kisses against your thighs. “It’s our legacy, now.”

Gi-hun nodded, giving you a smile, cradling a hand against your cheek. “We want to give you more,” he added. “More than we already gave.”

“What can I give in return?” you said, desperation in your voice. “I’d do anything to pleasure you as well.”

New lust settled in Gi-hun’s groin, and it grew hot in front of your very eyes. His lips curled up with a mischievous smirk as he glanced down at Sang-woo between your legs. “You mind if I have a taste of her? I’m sure she’d love to have a taste of you in her mouth.” Sang-woo had a cheshire grin on his face as he dropped your legs and came to sit beside your head.

Gesturing to Gi-hun, “Be my guest, Gi-hun.”

Replacing Sang-woo’s original position, Gi-hun’s eyes lit up like fairy lights as he admired your engorged leaking vulva. His finger swiped over your labia, pushing in the pulsing fluids back inside you. You glanced up at Sang-woo as his thumb swipes over your plump bottom lip, your tongue peaks out to kitten lick the pad of it.

“Come on princess, take me in your hand,” he proposed, “Better yet, into your mouth.”

He didn’t need to tell you twice - Gi-hun’s tongue colliding with your sensitive cunt alongside the taste of yourself on Sang-woo’s hard cock brought forth a wave of bliss.

There was a bittersweet edge to it which caused your throat to screw shut. Pushing away the sorrow, you moaned loudly, eyes fluttering closed, opting to focus on your euphoria instead.

Tonight, you had to seize every opportunity you’d get. If this was the day you’d go out, it would be without regret.

You loathed the very break of dawn.

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tooktheladdedgbtq · 3 years

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....and the Oscar goes to.. | Tom Holland X Male!actor reader.

A/N: this was just something I wrote because I got inspired I guess. Happy Pride everyone!

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You couldn’t decide whether time was slipping through your fingers too quickly or if this had been the longest night you’d ever experienced.

seconds slowed to a crawl while you tried to gather yourself before it was your turn to take the stage. You were nervous. Not about being at the oscars or presenting for the first time. Not even about being nominated for your leading role in the second installment of a critically acclaimed trilogy. No, you’d been used to these sorts of things, you’d been an actor since you were a very young kid. Starting on television before film, and you even got to hold the Emmy the show had won when you had just turned a teenager.

No, you were nervous about who exactly you’d be presenting to. Of the five nominees and potential winners, only one could cause such an intensive feeling in your chest. Only one could awaken a sense of dread that battled with a feeling of intensive happiness mixed with anticipation, and it was Tom.

You’d known each other for years and had come to fall in love. You’d met as young co-stars on set and eventually grew into an inseparable friendship that progressed into something far more. Neither of you were sure when the feelings started but it felt like they’d always been there and you weren’t exactly complaining.

Your blissfulness with Tom was beautiful but short lived. After almost a year of being official you both agreed to take a break from the relationship. Unbeknownst to Tom you were just agreeing to save face and hadn’t pried for an answer out of fear of being hurt. You just accepted that this was how things were now, and took a step back.

You’d still kept in contact with him. It was hard not to. He was still your best friend. But whether it was the business of work or something a little more awkward, distance grew between you both as the multi-hour long facetime calls and text threads became once-a-week check-ins to just make sure you were alive and okay.

Time had passed, and you didn’t have a clue what you could possibly say to him now. You certainly didn’t want to ruin his special night. But you’d missed him so much and felt like you would implode at the first sign that he’d be interested in getting back together with you. But you also didn’t want to seem desperate or needy if he’d moved on. You didn’t want to slip and say those three words again in the moment.

Father time showed you no mercy as the sand in his hourglass suddenly shifted from a slow-motion drip to a flood. The seconds you’d spent daydreaming of your past with Tom and pondering about the your potential future had passed and left you with little time to gather yourself before presenting. still you shook your hands, arms, and lastly shoulders, putting all your worries aside and waited for introduction from the host.

Before long you’d been counted in to walking on stage, and heard the host over the microphone. “Ladies and Gentlemen, to present the award and introduce the nominees for Best Supporting Actor, please welcome one of this year’s nominees and one of our generation’s greatest talents: Y/F/N Y/L/N.”

The applause erupts from the audience like a revved up engine as you took center but it was nothing compared to the standing ovation you’d receive later on that night when receiving your own award for Best Actor.

You were stood promptly center staged with the towering Oscar statue reflecting onto the black stage floor beneath your feet. Your outfit was alluring and would surely be the next hot topic which is rare for male stars. You looked like a million bucks. Everyone knew it, most of all, Tom.

You smile and wave as you approach the microphone, your teeth shining a blinding white, and wait for a hush from the crowd.

You chuckle lightly as a few hoots and hollers sound out as the cheers subside.

You eye the monitor across the room and start to read, your nerves dying down as your jokes land and laughter echoes around the room.

As you finish the introduction, clips start to show behind you to accompany the names of the nominees as the cameras catch a glimpse of each of their reactions.

You couldn’t help but notice how tough the competition was as each actor was called. Steven Yuen playing a detective in a thrilling murder mystery. John David Washington in a fictional film playing the world’s first black astronaut aiding in the discovery of lovecraftian horrors. Andrew Garfield for his role as a psychotic narcissist and genius businessman. Oscar Issac acting in a sci fi space opera asking questions of existentialism.

Finally, you had to withhold your smile as you called out the last name. He had returned to his Billy Elliot roots being nominated for his role in a astonishing musical romance film. “Tom Holland.” You’d been ecstatic when he’d told you about it as you’d always recommend he tried it again since it made him so happy in his younger years.

You spot him a few rows from the stage, making eye contact with him and wondering if he was thinking about you the way you had done with him earlier. You couldn’t help but notice him squirming in his chair and fidgeting with his hands. Selfishly asking yourself if this wasn’t just about the award but about having you present it to him.

Seeing you here after what felt like an eternity apart and your reunion potentially being the greatest achievement of both your careers. Making it the greatest night of your lives, that is, if you were still together. But you were still best friends. That’s what mattered. So you push your self centered thoughts aside and shoot him a small wave that he returns with a smile and thumbs up. letting you know he was okay and that you could continue as the camera pans back to you capturing your not so hidden giddiness.

This awarded some small oos and aahs from the crowd as your relationship with him had been a wholly celebrated one. especially among your marvel peers.

You’re handed an envelope and statue as the music ends and the applause dies down and you take one final glare into the camera before beginning to open the envelope.

“....and the Oscar goes to,” you take a peek at the crowd and see some of the nominees holding hands with loved ones. others plainly

awaiting your next words with bated breath. The anticipation shone on everyone’s faces. Even those that weren’t nominated. Your not-so-hidden grin giving away the answer mere milliseconds before his name escaped your lips. “Tom Holland!”

Tom shot up with a shared expression of shock and happiness on his face. Pecking his mother on the cheek as she wipes the tears of pride from her eyes. His best mate Harrison gives him a quick embrace and a pat on the back before he moves on to shake hands with the director and smile at everyone cheering him on as he gradually moves toward the stage still completely baffled at the victory.

As he walks towards you in his pink pastel colored suit and brown leather dress shoes you can’t help but swell with an overwhelming feeling of joy having been here to share this career defining moment with him. You thought about how far you’d both come to get here and almost started tearing up remembering all you’d been through together.

He skipped up the miniature steps and blanketed you with both arms. You didn’t want it to end as you hadn’t felt it in a while. You threw your arms around his neck and he tightens his hold around your torso. Before you could even process them, your blunt thoughts spill out as whispers.

“I’m so incredibly proud of you. you deserve this and so much more.” you hear a small chuckle escape him as he responds. “I am trying not to cry y’know mate?” a wolf whistle comes from the crowd as you apologize for being so sappy and before he can tell you off for it you hand him his award and shove him off toward the microphone.

As he takes center stage you stand off to the side to watch him give his acceptance speech. He pauses and takes a second to gather himself before he starts talking straight from his heart with nothing prepared.

“Um, Wow. I really can’t believe this is really happening and I probably still won’t believe it happened tomorrow. Just.. wow.” his words were filled with that charmingly British accent you’d come to love so much.

“First I would like to thank my mother, without whom of course, I would not be here. I would like to thank the academy and everyone who worked on this movie from the producers and camera men, make-up and costumes, to our wonderful writers, composer, back up dancers and vocalists, and of course my friends, my co-star and the director Damien Chazelle.” whom he gestures to sitting in the second row. “I share this with all of you and I can’t thank you enough for awarding me with the opportunity to create something I love so much.”

He thanks the other nominees before turns towards you to end his speech. you felt your heart in your hands when you saw his big brown puppy eyes dart in your direction with an intensive glare of admiration.

“last but most importantly, I want to thank the inspiration for all of the love songs I sung in the film and the reason I decided to take the role. The person standing here on my right.”

Your jaw drops and your eyes widen when his words hit you like a speeding semi. you realize that he’d just called you his muse in so many words. the inspiration behind the love songs in the film no less. Meaning that with every lovestruck note his character sung he was reminded of you. All that time spent worrying if the distance between you two would cause him to forget about you, or if he’d maybe moved on and found somebody else. But no such thing had happened. He was relating his character’s longing in the film to his longing for you this entire time and that made your heart do a backflip.

You blush and cover your still ajar mouth with your fist whilst trying not to pay attention to the crowd who’s attention was fully focused on you.

He takes a deep sigh before continuing. “Y/N you’re not only the reason I took this role, but you’re the reason I was able to play it with such sincerity. You’ve been a unwavering beacon of support throughout my career in general but here you really gave me the inspiration for something special. He faces the audience again as the all follow his words with whispers of how adorable you both were. “from reading lines together in the middle of the night, to keeping me company when i’m on the brink of a meltdown.” It was all true and it only made you miss you relationship more and you found it difficult to hold back your tears.

“Y/N is the kind of best friend everybody needs, the kind of partner everybody deserves, and the person I’m so incredibly lucky to have known for so long. ..and I still can’t believe he never figured out the lyrics were all about him, It was kind of obvious-” the audience laughed you’re so close to swooning as he turns toward you again. “But, with all my heart, I love you, Y/N. Always will.” you feel as if you’re floating.

He shifts to the crowd one last time to say a final thank you before you both walk off stage one arm around one another’s shoulders. You have a short but sweet conversation backstage with him where reassures you that everything he said on stage was true and completely unscripted. He wants to talk more but knows your category is coming soon so he asks for a later opportunity and you agree before returning to your seat in the crowd.

The rest of the night flew by with you winning the award for best actor and receiving the biggest applause of the night. Tom joined in the standing ovation. You thanked everybody involved in making the film, the academy, and squeezed a little joke directed towards Tom that garnered a shared laugh from both him and the audience. You were the last award of the night and after the celebrations it was time to return to your place, where Tom was waiting for you. Wanting to talk about everything that had happened not just tonight but everything leading up to it. He also hoped you’d kept a spot open in your heart for him to return to.

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shirophantomvox · 3 years

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Leorio, Hisoka, Illumi, and Chrollo Head Canons #2

What’s up y’all! Thank you so much to the people who have given me feedback about what posts you all would like to see! This post will be about the “Adult Trio” and Leorio about how they would help their significant other with a subject in college. This one is a good suggestion! I’m going to incorporate fluff in this, as I am a sucker for fluff. I hope you all enjoy this! I most certainly do. This post is about 2687 words but don't worry, it's worth the read! These head canons came from my mind its a coincidence that some of these pictures match the thoughts. Portentous (old English) means wonderful or marvelous (in modern English) FYI: I am thinking about creating a discord server for both Voltron and Hunter x Hunter fans. I don’t know how to use the fancy perks of discord yet, so if you know how to and can help me out, send me a message! Alright, let’s get to it! Obviously these images are from Pinterest.

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Leorio

“Mr. Leorio”, as we all know, is a sharp guy. He dresses in a suit, carries a suitcase, and wants to be a doctor. This man knows everything about academics, especially math and science. He will need to know these subjects to be a successful medical doctor.

Leorio received an A- in Calculus II and a B+ in Organic Chemistry. He was the only one that passed with flying colors while everyone else barely made it. He didn’t gloat in their faces but as soon as he got into the hallway he jumped for joy.

He was extremely happy about his progress and counted the days until graduation even though that was in 5 years. Wow! Don’t we love graduate school?!

He deserved the high grades because he spent countless nights studying missing parties, football games, and being with you just to make sure he was on the right track to graduating on time.

As we all know, Leorio wanted to pursue this career because he witnessed his best friend dying in front of him powerless to save him. The care for his friend would have been too expensive. Obtaining his degree was in honor of his friend; he’d save countless children, women, and men who’d all thank him for his hard work.

Leorio didn’t socialize much, but he did find himself hanging around a group of classmates that were a part of a co-ed fraternity that provided information on scholarship money for graduate school and job opportunities. This is where he met you. You didn’t want to be a doctor but instead wanted to be a computer scientist and decided to volunteer for this fraternity job fair.

As he rejoiced, his smile faded when he saw you walking down the hallway; tears falling from your face not caring who stared at you. He quickly walked up to you, put his arm around your back, and gave you a soft hug.

“What’s the matter,” he asks.

You were failing Calculus, a class you’ve been taking since the 12th grade but for some reason, you couldn’t pass it. Everyone else had A’s and B’s, while you had a D. D’s aren't accaetable in college; most make you retake the class.

“Don’t worry. I’ve just passed my midterm. I can help you study. You’ll pass; trust me.”

Later on that evening, he kept his promise but gave it a unique twist. He kept the lights off and lit 4 Yankee-sized candles in the room that smelled like Lavender. In the background, he had piano jazz playing on his speaker. You felt confused for a moment. You and Leorio weren’t necessarily dating but you both flirted with each other here and there. He wasn’t a social butterfly, but he felt comfortable talking to you.

“Um...what’s the music for?”

“It helps me concentrate. Believe it or not, it helps my brain flow. You like it don’t you?”

“No, actually I don’t.” Truth be told you loved it but you wanted to pull his strings a little. He looked up with a confused look.

“Ok. I’ll turn it off.”

“I'm kidding! It’s great!”

Whenever he cannot solve a Calculus question, he reviews similar problems from Algebra II. He applies this knowledge to your problem.

“Perform the indicated function evaluations for f(x)=3−5x−2x^2 . I’ll solve the first part for an example: f(6+t) simply means you will exchange “x” for 6+t. It will look like f(6+t)=3-5(6+t)-2(6+t)^2=-49 . You’d distribute -5 and -2 to the numbers inside of the brackets in which they are next to.”

Wow, that was easy! Wait, not he must think you’re stupid.

“You must think I’m stupid, don’t you?”

“Of course not! It took me a while to understand it too. You’ll apply the same knowledge for the rest.”

After what seemed like 4 hours (which was 2), you finally finished your homework! It was probably wrong but at least you made it past the 1st question! As you blew out the candles and turned on your LED lights instead, you see Leorio sleeping on your couch. Something about his soft face made you smile and place your hand over your heart.

“My little doctor,” you whispered to yourself.

“Well, come give this doctor some company then. I’m freezing over here!”

The throw blanket was large enough for you both. Snuggling on the couch was a great end to a stressful day.

Chrollo

To everyone else Chrollo was “Boss” or “Boss Man” but to you, he was Chrollo. Big C was known for his love for poetry and language.

He read poetry any chance he had at lunch and even dinner. It had gotten so bad that you had to tell him for the millionth time “No books at the table!”

Given his past, he always read at least 2 hours a day or one book a week. Reading is what got him through the day.

He was staying in your dorm for the day to relax because he had taken and passed his midterms to. The young thief thought about hiding in the closet but he didn’t because he sensed that you’d be tense because of midterms.

As you walked through the door, you looked angry, so angry that you could punch a wall. He immediately rose to his feet, threw his arms straight out in front of him, and motioned for you to stop. You just stared at him blankly.

“Come here,” he said like you, on cue, melted in his arms. He was warm and the deepness of his cooing voice vibrated against your neck. “What’s the problem?”

“I’m failing this stupid Shakespeare class!”

“Really?”

“Yes and if I don’t pass this midterm I’m going to fail the class for the 3rd time. I want to drop out! Who needs this scam anyway?!”

Chrollo held you a bit longer until you were ready to sit down and get to business. You pulled out your college’s book about Shakespeare plays and how he used Old English. Chrollo was the perfect man for the job! He’s read Macbeth and Romeo and Juliet several times!

Chrollo read a few stanzas and explained them. He then had you read some on your own and explain them...still you can’t.

He notices the problem immediately. He catches you snuggling comfortably against his toned arm, nearly falling asleep.

Chrollo laid at the very corner of the couch as you lay horizontally placing your head against his chest. You were comfortable but you weren’t able to focus. He notices this and slightly demands that you go sit at the table. When it came to academics, he was serious.

For as long as he had been reading, he has an arsenal of vocabulary words ready to be of use. He created flashcards for you and had you flip them over for nearly an hour. You start to memorize the words!

But you’re not done yet.

“Say the word ‘portentous’.”

“Por-ten-trious…?”

“No. Por-ten-tas.”

“Tias…?”

He moved his chair next to you, just an inch away from your face. He cups your mouth and moves it as he speaks again. This wasn’t a hard clutch, it was soft and he wasn’t irritated but he could sense that you were becoming irritated.

“Por-ten-tas,” he said again.

Instead of letting your cheeks go, his eyes diverted to your lips. They were moist and plump, ready to be met by his.

“Your lips are gorgeous. Kisseth me quite quaint.”

Oh no. Look at the monster you’ve created.

Chrollo created a reward system. Whenever he did things right as a child, he was rewarded with money and jewels. For every word you pronounced and defined correctly, he kissed you once. For each word you got correct in a row, he’d kiss you twice.

Soon enough he had kissed you so much that you couldn’t see straight!

The kisses worked because you passed your midterm! Each kiss placed a stain in your brain that made you remember the definition and how to pronounce it.

You and Chrollo celebrated by drinking champagne and listened to him read Sonnet 23 and 57.

Hisoka

As unusual as it seems, Hisoka is gifted when it comes to Chemistry specifically. That is why you two work well together...there is some chemistry going on between you two.

His hair down and his glasses were his alter ego, it was something that made him act completely different than what you were used to.

When you all were freshmen, he would skip class, attend parties, and would be hungover almost every week but once he was called into the Dean’s office, he changed.

You slightly missed that edgy side of him, but you enjoyed having a serious beau.

Hisoka is a social butterfly and is the life of the conversation and you loved him for it but sometimes it was awkward.

While he was chatting away about Calcium (Ca) and Iron (Fe), you stood there nodding like an idiot. You had NO IDEA about what he was talking about and that is why you were going to drop your chemistry class.

“I saw an imbecile put aluminum foil in the microwave and it burst into flames. How did they not know that Microwaves are the radio waves falling under frequency around 2500 megahertz? Any metallic object detected by radio waves inside the microwave acts as a reflector of radio waves.”

You shove his arm hard. He was acting arrogant in front of his friends. You were used to this but it got on your nerves. You made mistakes, everyone does!...even those that almost burn down the entire dorm room.

You two leave the party and head to his dorm room. Once you were settled, you released a can of anger and threw it all over your boyfriend.

“Hisoka? You just humiliated me.”

“Oh? No one knows that I was talking about you, my dear.”

“Don’t ‘my dear’ me! I asked for your help and you’re ignoring me. I don’t appreciate that. I didn’t ignore you when you sprained your ankle, did I?”

“No, you didn’t, dear. I supposed I have a few hours to kill. What do you need help with?”

Hisoka’s way of studying was much different from other students. He exercises like crazy before he opens his textbook.

He listens to EDM instrumentals while on the treadmill and when he lifts weights. You weren’t standing there like a trophy, he made you lift too.

“Being healthy will help your brain flow more easily. Lift this dumbbell as heavy as you can.”

He ran a mile on the track upstairs. Sweat dripped from his face like he had been standing outside in the rain.

By the time you returned to his dorm, you were beyond tired. You laid your head on his pillow but just as you closed your eyes, he pulled you up on your feet.”

“Not on my watch,” he tutted. “It’s chemistry time.”

You were having trouble memorizing Chemical Formulas and this by far was the most difficult concept you had come across.

To make you stay awake, he turned on a bright LED light and faced it towards the table. The bright light nearly made your head fall off from the pain it reflected in your eyes.

Hisoka grabbed his book and began to write down the major chemicals on the periodic table and their charges.

“Pay attention to the following abbreviations and charges: Calcium is Ca, Chloride is Cl+2, Carbide is C+2, and Carbon Dioxide is CO+2. Read these over and I’ll test you again.”

He did just that but you still weren’t understanding. You were ready to give up.

Stupid scam. Why do I need a piece of paper to determine what I can do? You thought to yourself. Well, it’s obvious. If you can’t do the work now, what makes you think you can do it at a job? Harsh, I know.

“Let me try this,” He said. He carried you to his bedroom and gently placed you on it. He took off his shirt and removed his glasses. “Aluminum has a charge of +3 and Oxygen has -2. If there were three of me and two of my clones disappeared, how many of me are left?”

“Just you, right? One”

“Correct! Excellent.”

Wow, everything started making sense once he took his shirt off.

From then, he just inserted himself into the equation and then it started to make sense! He apologized for running his mouth earlier and promised to keep any more secrets between you two. The night ended with you sleeping in his bed wrapped in a cotton blanket just cuddling and that was it. And bam! You slept as sound.

Illumi

Dating the “hot” quiet history buff was a flex of its own. Sure Illumi didn’t talk to anyone besides you, but it didn’t matter. People swooned if he looked in their direction.

History was a popular major during your era. People were not like their grandparents; they wanted to learn about other cultures besides their own. Illumi’s specialty was in world history and civilizations. The class was very interesting to you but there was so much information, you could barely process it.

Illumi often wrote his essays in one day proofread and all! He often charged people to look their essays over.

One time he made $500 in one year!

Glancing at your transcripts, he notices that you have a C- and offers to help.

“Why are you looking through my stuff?”

Hey, he’s your boyfriend! But still, he should ask.

“Sorry. It was up on the screen,” he said, throwing his hands in the air.

You began to blush in embarrassment. The hottest smartest man in the building now knew that you were failing one of the easiest classes on campus.

Placing his thumb under your chin, he lifted your head to meet his gaze. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I can help you.”

“How? I am so behind! I zoned out after chapter 2!”

“We’ll watch a movie.”

“Oh, God! Not one from PBS is it?!”

“Yes. How else are you supposed to learn?”

He turns on the movie and allows you to lay your head on his shoulder but not too much. He is aware of your tricks and he wants you to pay attention.

Every 15 minutes, he pauses the movie and asks you checkpoint questions. If you got them wrong, you had to stand up with your underclothes on (t-shirt and shorts) in the cool room for 10 minutes. If you got the questions right, he allows you to lay more comfortably. You were already in your underclothes but you were under the blanket.

He made you write down key definitions and the embarrassment of each section.

After the movie, he blindfolds you and reads out a term. Surprisingly, you got them all correct!

As a reward for your past midterm, he takes you to dinner at a restaurant where he slips a promise ring on your finger containing your birthstone.

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mego42 · 3 years

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OK but!!! Come over here and randomly sink the 8 ball???? Can we talk about this???? Does rio not understand how the game of pool works??? Was he just hanging out playing against himself prior to this??? Is it a metaphor??? Is 8 the only number he knows???? THOUGHTS????

the fact that we open the scene with a center shot of beth, all bambi-eyes and openly???? letting him see???? her vulnerable????????

the fact that she still sees him as a lifeline and turns to him for help in spite of him being demonstrably useless literally every time she’s asked

the fact that he’s open to it and asks what she needs

aaaaaand then shuts her down when she says it’s for dean

but also is still giving her some p solid, if, you know, a touch sociopathic advice

and then the fact that said advice more or less amounts to please let your ~technical husband rot in jail crime wife

and yes, the fact that he is, apparently just hanging out! in his own bar! after hours! alone! playing pool with himself!

which sounds like it should be a euphemism tbh but no! it is entirely literal!

everyone involved in this show is a lunatic including all of us!

i love it!

literally wtf are you doing rio

i would like to point out he is losing to himself which is fucking hysterical

and also extremely apt, tbh

he climbs up the pool cue when he stands. why. to what purpose.

he told her to be smart before he murdered her co-worker and beth’s like, not even phased at all by that reference

i am teLlinG y’alL murder is their foreplay, the hitman thing’s gonna be fine

if anything he’s gonna be hurt she outsourced it

which, valid!!!!!!

why are his fingers so long why why WHY

every time he lines up and takes a shot i make this sort of garbled hairpin in a vacuum cleaner noise

i didn’t ask to be like this

and when he sees that the please let him rot please please please pitch is not helping beth’s stress level he pivots and like, actually tries to be comforting????????

but is also incredibly bad at it

remember when beth was like my husband took my children and rio was like that sucks, here’s an open tab byyyyyyeeeeee

he is not the best shoulder, is what i’m saying

and yet!! she keeps going to him anyway!!!!

he’s like SIVER LINING MAYBE YOU’LL WANT TO FUCK YOUR HUSBAND AGAIN AND BETH JUST STEAMROLLS RIGHT PAST THAT

it like doesn’t even register

fuck that guy? don’t be absurd crime husband

also like

who exactly might want to hit what again hmmmmmmm HMMMMMMMMMMM

i am just saying it feels like there are some layErs here

he is so satisfied when she points out nothing sticks to him i want to slap him i want to slap myself i want to slap everyone

i gOt lucK oN my siDe / mayBe yoU do tOo

smells like foreshadowing in here

also jumping back the way his smile s o f t e n s when he says maybe you do too

the urge to slap remains strong but now with a side of leave mE here tO diE

(bringing back @pynkhues tag meanderings bc it lives in my head now, is this rio’s way of saying he can protect her class please discuss)

and now we arrive at sink the eight ball

i know it’s ridiculous i know but i can’t help it they’re standing there with a the pool cue and the pool table and it’s all weird tangled intimacy that’s about to flip over into intense sexual tension and i am not coping well with this at all

i’m not okay

THE WAY HE PULLS THE CUE AWAY

AND THE WAY SHE’S LIKE THIS MOTHERFUCKER I STG

let beth boland unhinge her jaw and devour the world 2k21 she deserves it

idk what to tell you beth you like it

like let’s pause for a sec and examine the situation shall we? this ep provides some really interesting contrast between beth’s extremely different relationships with the men in her life.

1. we have dean who is, i would argue, shown throughout the ep to be a complete albatross of guilt and long expired, turned toxic gratitude dangling from a rapidly fraying thread called parenting. he’s furious with beth to the point of not wanting to see her while in prison, choosing to stay in prison to avoid coping with how thoroughly their house of cards is tumbling down and the reality of who beth is and who they are to each other that collapse is exposing. 2. we have fitzpatrick who repeatedly tramples her boundaries in a tunnel vision pursuit of the person he thinks she is and his fantasy of the relationship he could have with this person who doesn’t actually exist and we’ve seen how uncomfortable it makes beth to the point that she finally blows up at him, reasserting who she is and it, idk if i would say scares him, but it definitely turns him off. 3. and then we have rio who she is locked in a nightmare game of cat and mouse with, who she has convinced herself is the source of all of her problems and yet when push comes to shove is still the person that she turns to for guidance and support, who she has no objection to sharing physical space with (i hear rumors the pool scene reads wildly divide and yeah i can see how but i am firmly camp they are both experiencing some stupidly complicated emotional upheaval and that’s what that face is, y’all take it how you will), who is also the only person this ep to witness the single, genuine, uncomplicatedly happy glimpse of one elizabeth boland née marks (who can’t help but grin in response to her joy and honestly who wouldn’t she is so gd cUte before he rips the rug out from underneath her)

i got worked up and forgot where i was going with this

something about contrast

but also the like, comfort and familiarity and ease even when Extremely Annoyed

idk i just think it’s neat

let’s see what else happens

oh right they play """"""""""pool"""""""""""

wait no, we’re not there yet

first rio’s gotta do that big-eyed disney princess look he shoots beth’s way from time to time, 209 being the notable example that comes to mind

h E Lp

so now we’re at sinking the eight ball

yeah, no, he does not know how pool works

i’d say it’s embarrassing but what isn’t with them

SPEAKING OF EMBARRASSING

or maybe i mean inexplicable

i tried to be v hardcore on not letting myself speculate about the pool scene and how it would come to be so sexy bc speculation has only ever led to either disappointment or me getting really, really over the top competitive about it to the point where it isn’t even fun for me anymore (which is saying something) but i couldn’t help spinning out potential scenarios bc like why???? how????? the man is draped over her like a blanket and smELliNg heR haiR surely that doesn’t just happen??????

WHAT A FOOL I WAS

LITERALLY FOR NO REASON AT ALL RIO’S LIKE FUCK YOUR PERSONAL SPACE CRIME WIFE IT’S OUR PERSONAL SPACE

AND BETH’S JUST LIKE YEAH SURE CRIME HUSBAND THIS IS FINE AND NORMAL I HAVE NO FURTHER COMMENTARY

LIKE?????????????????????????????????????????

h An dS

hAn D S

H a nD s

anD theN hE smelLs heR hAir like a fuckiN lunAtic

i just

TO WHAT PURPOSE

SCIENCE P L E A S E E X P L A I N

i know we all like to argue until the cows come home over what specific flavor of sloppy the show is and then we argue with the cows but like

this didn’t happen out of nowhere

they’re setting something up

(they fuckin’)

(do not argue with me or my cows)

thE shoUldeR roLl

no thoughts just that

AND THEN SHE MAKES IT

(and everything b o u n c e s)

AND SHE’S SO CUTE????? MY WIFE???????? I LOVE HER????????????

no but literally when was the last time beth was that happy

it’s so pure

and it makes him lauGh toO

s Of t

and then rio’s like no but seriously fuck your husband let him rot in jail and beth’s facce falls and my heart breaks and everyone remembers everything is terrible bc they are absolutely inFURIATING nigHTMARE PEOPLE who caNNOT USE THEIR WORDs

what was the actual question here i don’t even remember

oh right why the eight ball

probs bc it color coordinated with both his and beth’s outfits bc he is A Heaux Like That

#this got entirely away from me #i am not sorry #I LIVE HERE NOW #beth x rio #nbc good girls #see the thing about the pool scene is there was no way i was going to be disappointed #and lo i was not #gg 4x03 #gg spoilers #i guess #long post #whoops

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jumpsitehq · 6 years

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250+ [REALLY] Cool Happy Friday Quotes & Messages With Images

Good morning everyone! In this post we are sharing some great Happy Friday Quotes for you this weekend. The best feeling in the week comes on the weekend. Have no worry and enjoy the weekend. We also have a great collection of Thinking of You Quotes.

Happy Friday Quotes & Messages

FUNNY MESSAGES

1. “Friday? Is that you? I can’t believe how long it took for you to come back.” 2. “Memo to everyone I know: It’s Friday, so I will not be doing any work-related activities until I sober up.” 3. “Happy Friday! May your wine glass is never empty and the days last forever.” 4. “How do you know it’s Friday? Look at everyone around you counting down the seconds until the weekend starts.” 5. “Who cares about Thursday’s happy hour when Friday is upon us?” 6. “Did you know that Friday is my second favorite F-word right behind…?” 7. “Nothing is worse than waking up on a Friday and realizing that it is only Wednesday.” 8. “I like to say the F-word a lot. Friday is great. Friday is a day away.” 9. “The only bad Friday is Friday the 13th, and I would take that day before any Monday.” 10. “Why do I like Friday so much? My co-workers are unbearable, and it’s always the last day I will see them.” 11. “If the weekend were just a day longer, I would probably be in the hospital.” 12. “Friday is my second favorite “F” word.” 13. “Weekends are a bit like rainbows; they look good from a distance but disappear when you get up close to them.” 14. “Friday is like a superhero that always arrives just in time to stop me from savagely beating one of my coworkers with a keyboard :-)” 15. “The Friday drink fairy is here. I keep telling her it’s too early, she just laughs and says, ‘Go on, I dare you.’ Well, friends, you know me… I love a dare!” 16. “Who knew that Friday is not a good excuse to start drinking at 8 am? Evidently, my boss knew.” 17. “You know what rhymes with Friday? WINE.” 18. “If Friday were a person, it would always be the center of attention.” 19. “Oh, hello Friday. Where the heck were you on Wednesday when I really needed you?” 20. “I feel bad for Friday. It is the one day that I am so happy to see, yet the only day that has to see me spend all of my time with Monday through Thursday without ever judging me.” 21. “It’s Friday! I can’t wait to be ashamed of what I do this weekend.” 22. “I always give 100% at work: 13% Monday 22% Tuesday 26% Wednesday 35% Thursday 4% Friday.” 23. “Thursday doesn’t even count as a day, it’s just the thing that’s blocking Friday.” 24. “It’s finally Friday! Felt like it took a week to get here!” 25. “Youth is like a long weekend on Friday night. Middle age is like a long weekend on Monday afternoon.” 26. “My boss yelled at me yesterday ‘It’s the fifth time you’ve been late to work this week! Do you know what that means!?’ I said, ‘Probably that it’s Friday?'” 27. “If you’re playing World of Warcraft on a Friday night & you put your ear up to your monitor, it sounds exactly like having no friends.” 28. “Only Robinson Crusoe had everything done by Friday.” 29. “If my boss knew how unproductive I am on Fridays, he wouldn’t want me here either.” 30. “Dear Radio Stations, please do not play Katy Perry’s ‘Friday Night’ Monday morning at 8 AM during my drive to work.”

SPIRITUAL, CHRISTIAN & BLESSED QUOTES

1. “I would like to thank God for blessing me with another amazing Friday to start my weekend.” 2. “Good Friday: a day to remember our savior who died on the cross for us.” 3. “Very grateful for the many blessings the Lord has given me … I love you, Lord. Happy Friday.” 4. “Happy Friday! Expect to have hope taking died. Expect your prayers to be answered in wondrous ways. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again.” 5. “Blessed Friday, the joy of the lord is your strength. Good morning.” 6. “Happy Friday! May you have a blessed day good morning.” 7. “Life is better when you are happy, but life is the best when other people are happy because of you. Be inspired, give peace & share you smiled with everyone…” 8. “Good morning friends and happy Friday. May you arise today with the voice of blessings and peace in your heart. Let Lord bless you and your family.” 9. “Happy Friday morning give to the lord the glory he deserves! Bring your offering and come into his courts. Worship the Lord in his entire holy splendor. Let all the earth tremble before him.” 10. “Good morning have a blessed Friday. “There’s a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they’re absolutely free. Don’t miss any of them.”” 11. “Good morning, the light of God surrounds us. The love of God enfolds us. The power of God protects us. The presence us. The presence of God watches over us…” 12. “Happy Friday, dear friend! Enjoy this day, and may God continue to pour out his richest love upon you. Have a blessed day today.” 13. “Beautiful morning, blessed day and possible transformation for the better are the things I prayed for you to have. Happy Friday!” 14. “May today be a very, very special time of blessings from family and loved ones. Happy Friday!” 15. “May God stay with you this day and give you peace of mind. May God give you a happy heart and his love all the time. Have a lovely Friday, my dear friend.” 16. “It’s a great day to make some more wonderful memories to add to your already blessed life! Happy Friday.” 17. “I am not sure why I feel compelled to say this, but you are a mighty woman of God. The Lord is pleased with you. He has to be; keep it up! Happy Friday!” 18. “Good morning, a smile is worth a thousand words! Spread it around! God bless!” 19. “May God give you … For every storm, a rainbow, for every tear, a smile, for every care, a promise, and a blessing in each trial! Happy Friday!” 20. “Sending you millions of smiles! Take one each morning, because I want to see you smiling always. Have a blessed Friday good morning.” 21. “The first thing I do at the start of every week is I drop to my knees and pray for Friday to come as fast as humanly possible.” 22. “Happy Friday! “Joy goes against the foundations of mathematics: it multiplies when we divide it.”” 23. “When you start each day with a grateful heart, a light illuminates from within. Good morning, have a joyful Friday.” 24. “To get each morning with the resolve to be happy … is to set our own conditions to the events of each day. To do this is to condition circumstances instead of being conditioned by them. Happy Friday!” 25. “Never say there is nothing beautiful in the world anymore. There is always something to make you wonder in the shape of a tree, the trembling of a leaf.” 26. “Happy Friday, good morning wishing you a peaceful and blissful day. God bless.” 27. “I hope that your day is blessed with happiness and joy. Happy Friday!” 28. “Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough. Happy Friday!” 29. “May God bless you more and more with each passing friday.” 30. “May Jesus always be with you and grant you the strength to overcome all the hurdles in your life! Have a great and blessed Friday!”

SWEET & NICE MESSAGES

1. “Random outbursts and sudden giggles can only mean one thing: it’s Friday!” 2. “Hey, it is Friday again! Just don’t do anything I wouldn’t do this weekend.” 3. “Thursday doesn’t really count as a day. I see it as an obstacle that was put in place to block me from seeing Friday.” 4. “I am so happy that it is Friday, I could open up my window and sing to the world.” 5. “It could be Friday, or it could be the doorway that opens up to the weekend. I am not sure.” 6. “The person that invented Thursday must not have worked a day in their life.” 7. “Thursday, move out of my way and let Friday come already.” 8. “If there is one thing that I can attest to, it is that there can never be enough Fridays in the week – ever.” 9. “Monday could disappear, and I wouldn’t shed a tear, but Friday, you’re too dear to my heart ever to fall apart.” 10. “I have tried all of the other days in the week, and nothing seems to compare to my beloved Friday. Happy Friday everyone.” 11. “Friday is like a green light; you speed up until after work, and start to slow down once the light turns yellow.” 12. “Wishing you all a Happy Friday forget about all bad things, your troubles and the drama others have brought into your life. Enjoy today and look forward to a weekend full of smiles.” 13. “Friday is like a cold beer that lasts all night through Saturday and Sunday before being cut off by the miserable Monday.” 14. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for Friday!!” 15. “If Rebecca Black were Friday, I would love her until my dying day.” 16. “I haven’t been this excited about Friday since last Friday.” 17. “Happy Friday everyone! May your weekend be full of adventure and cheer, and may the start of next week be long ways from here.” 18. “Who cares about Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday? My week starts at 5:01 on Friday, and ends at 9:00 on Monday.” 19. “Friday afternoon feels like Heaven.” 20. “If I had one wish, it would be to remove Monday and replace it with a second Friday.”

BEAUTIFUL QUOTES

1. “If there was one day of my life I wouldn’t want to forget, it would be a Friday.” 2. “Friday is like the bombshell that walks into the room, and you can’t keep your eyes off of her.” 3. “Do you want every day of the week to be Friday? If so, all you have to do is be really irresponsible.” 4. “From one to infinity, there have to be trillions of Fridays that I can take off.” 5. “I wish it was Friday, so I could bask in the glory that is the weekend.” 6. “What do you have planned this Friday? I am going to unwind and enjoy my two days of freedom.” 7. “May your coffee be strong & hot and your Friday at work short.” 8. “People like to think that they are truly free, but why do we cherish only Friday (when work ends) and not any other of the days during the week?” 9. “Happy Friday! Focus where you want to go today?” 10. “It may be impossible, but I would love to be as happy and excited as I am on a Friday.” 11. “What are you doing this weekend? I am going to reflect on Friday and try to figure out why I am not excited for any Monday that comes.” 12. “A smile is a curve that sets everything straight. Have a happy Friday!” 13. “Give someone a hug. Give someone a kiss. It is Friday, and there is no better day in the week to start and finish as fast as possible.” 14. “Oh! It’s Friday again. Share the love that was missing during the week. In a worthy moment of peace and bliss.” 15. “If Monday is a fun day, what is Friday?” 16. “You can have fun all year long, but there is something truly special about sitting down and relaxing on a Friday night while everyone else is too drunk to remember the evening.” 17. “Today, just take time to smell the roses, enjoy those little things about your life, your family, spouse. Friends, job. Forget about the thorns-the pains and problems they cause you- and enjoy life. Happy Friday!” 18. “Friday. The golden child of the weekdays the superhero of the workweek. The welcome wagon to the weekend.” 19. “I do like escapism. I like going to the movies on a Friday night and seeing something fun.” 20. “Hi Friday, I’ve been looking for you since Monday.”

GOOD HAPPY FRIDAY QUOTES

1. “You know that life is good when you get to sit down on a Friday and drink wine while forgetting all of the challenges of life.” 2. “I can live without Monday, but Friday is priceless and impossible to let go.” 3. “One day, I will appreciate another day, but only if I have the weekend off.” 4. “I wish every day was Friday; it is the start of a true week with two days of no work.” 5. “Why is it that it takes me seven full days before I can sit down and breathe a sigh of relief that it is Friday night?” 6. “The way that I think about it: every Friday should be considered Good Friday.” 7. “It doesn’t need to be a great day as long as it is Friday.” 8. “I always wished that I could have another Friday added to the middle of the week.” 9. “People seem to complain the most on Monday and the least on Friday.” 10. “Let work come crashing down; I don’t care, it is Friday!” 11. “Friday night: the definition of true happiness and a week that has flown by.” 12. “There’s just one legitimate synonym for Friday: Boom Shakalaka.” 13. “If you think about it, we have two days off a week, and the rest we’re stuck waiting for Friday to come.” 14. “It’s Friday… any plan of being a productive member of society is officially thrown out the window.” 15. “Every day that we wake up with oxygen in our lungs is a good day, but when that day is a Friday, it is even better.” 16. “Always enjoy life… no matter how hard it may seem… When life gives you a thousand reasons to cry, show the world that you have a million reasons to SMILE!!!! Happy Friday folks!” 17. “Employers are at their happiest on Mondays. Employees are at their happiest on Fridays.” 18. “The first five days after the weekend are always the hardest.” 19. “A new sun, a fresh day, a cool greeting asking you to forget all your worries, sorrows and tears from someone who wants to see you. Happy Friday and have a good morning.” 20. “Today is the perfect day to be happy.”

COOL & AWESOME MESSAGES

1. “Smile! It’s Friday and time to party the weekend away.” 2. “The weekend has finally landed and is in route.” 3. “Have a safe weekend. I know that I will be skydiving!” 4. “It may only last 24 hours, but Friday is the best day to be alive.” 5. “The golden time of our lives always starts on a Friday. Whether we’re in school or have a job, Fridays are awesome.” 6. “Do the things you love today because Monday is slowly sneaking up on you.” 7. “My only hope for sanity comes on a Friday before I had a beer and forget who I am.” 8. “Dear Friday, I am ready for all of the adventures that the weekend promises.” 9. “A victorious weekend always has one thing in common: it always starts on a Friday.” 10. “Be glad that it is Friday because a lot of people didn’t make it today.” 11. “Happy days start with a Friday and have a way of abruptly ending the moment you wake up on Monday morning.” 12. “Why is Monday so far away from Friday but Friday is so close to Monday?” 13. “I don’t work on Fridays; I make appearances.” 14. “Friday. The golden child of the weekdays. The superhero of the workweek. The welcome wagon to the weekend. The famous F word we thank God for every week.” 15. “I know every day is a gift, But where are the receipts for Mondays! I want to return it for another Friday.” 16. “I don’t care if Monday’s blue, Tuesday’s gray and Wednesday too. Thursday I don’t care about you. It’s Friday I’m in love with.” 17. “‘I’m so sad it’s Friday. I wish it was Monday already’ said No one in history, ever.” 18. “Happy Friday to those who hustle like it’s Monday :)” 19. “Friday is whispering to me: “An evening drink is ok on Fridays”, so I can’t resist. Happy Friday to everyone!” 20. “Dear Monday, I want to break up. I’m seeing Tuesday and dreaming about Friday. Sincerely, It’s not me, It’s you.”

POSITIVE & MOTIVATIONAL QUOTES

1. “I came home, took a shower and sat down to eat before realizing that today is Friday, and I don’t have to go to work tomorrow. Woohoo.” 2. “It could be Friday, or it could be Monday. All I know for sure is I have tomorrow off, and I am happy.” 3. “It’s Friday; let’s have a ball and throw away all of the unhappy thoughts that drag us down.” 4. “What happened before today is a blur. What happens tomorrow is sure to be exciting.” 5. “Every teacher out there should do one thing this Friday: send their students into the weekend inspired.” 6. “Start the day with a smile and end it with champagne.” 7. “Happy Friday and good morning. May peace; love and joy have their way with you today.” 8. “Life is good, especially on a Friday.” 9. “Friday is a day when the madness of the whole week reaches its climax.” 10. “Keep calm and smile; it’s Friday!” 11. “Welcome to Friday. In preparation for takeoff, please ensure all negative attitudes are properly stowed. On behalf of your captain, Jack Daniels and myself, welcome aboard. I expect sunshine and good attitudes today for our trip. Enjoy the ride.” 12. “Friday is here! Be daring, hilarious and enjoy your rest!” 13. “Today… think happy thoughts only! Happy Friday! “You always attract into your lives whatever you think about most, believe most strongly, expect on the deepest level, and imagine most vividly.”” 14. “Each Friday I feel as if I am born again. Happy Friday everyone.” 15. “Happy Friday! All days are beautiful, but Friday have their own charm; You end up the work and get a weekend surprise!” 16. “Forget about the past week; it’s Friday and time to start a new day.” 17. “Pencils down. Close your books. It’s Friday, and you deserve a break.” 18. “Quit complaining and realize that Friday is the start of a new, amazing weekend.” 19. “Big dreams. Big inspirations. This is what we have all waited for: Friday to come and go so that the weekend can start.” 20. “Focus on the good of the past week and try to forget everything bad that has come your way.” 21. “Change your thoughts, and you change your world.” 22. “Happy Friday! Life is a challenge, meet it! Life is a dream, realize it! Life is a game, play it! Life is love, enjoy it!” 23. “Don’t be afraid to fail; Be afraid not to try.” 24. “Friday evening is a perfect time to meet with your friends and to relieve stress after a hard week.” 25. “If you must have a motivation, think of your paycheck on Friday.” 26. “Stop waiting for Friday, For summer, For someone to fall in love with you, For life. Happiness is achieved when you stop waiting for it and make the most of the moment you are in now.” 27. “It is said that it brings bad luck to finish Friday in solitude, so spend every Friday with friends.” 28. “Things people say: It’s Friday! Things self-employed people say: It’s Friday?” 29. “Good morning! Its move forward Friday, so simplify your life. Remove all that is unimportant, and focus on your dreams, goals & others!” 30. “If we are ever to enjoy life, now is the time, not tomorrow or next year… today should always be our most wonderful day. Happy Friday!”

GOOD MORNING & HAPPY FRIDAY QUOTES

1. “It’s Friday morning happy hour. A round of coffee for everyone.” 2. “Happy Friday morning! Create many unforgettable moments tonight.” 3. “Today is a multiple cups of coffee kind of day.” 4. ��Do you know the excellent news? Today is Friday and the wonderful weekend is ahead! Good morning” 5. “Good morning beautiful people it’s Friday!” 6. “Good morning, it’s Friday.” 7. “Darling, the word “Friday” is the music to ears! It is a great time for parties and crazy actions! Good morning.” 8. “It’s Friday morning, mankind! Good vibe. Don’t frown and let the monster see you smile!” 9. “Good Morning! Friday is here! Smile and make this day cool.” 10. “Good morning friends difficulties in your life do not come to destroy you but to help you realize your hidden potential. Let difficulties know that you are difficult to mess with. Have a wonderful day.” 11. “Good morning, may your day the be filled with random outbursts of infectious giggles! Doing the happy Friday dance.” 12. “Friday – Fabulous, Regular, Important, Desirable, Adorable, the Youthful day of the week. Happy Friday and have a great morning! 13. “Happy Friday Morning! May your cup overflow with peace, love and pure awesomeness today.” 14. “Good morning. Let your adventure, called “Friday,” be exciting and cheerful.” 15. “Good morning, give someone you love a hug and tell them you love them because they might just need it this morning. Happy Friday.” 16. “Good morning. Happy Friday, wake up and give today your best shot.” 17. “Good morning dear. Let your Friday be filled with sparkles of happiness and good vibes.” 18. “Good morning my dear. To chill on Friday is an ideal end of the working week. Forget about problems and have fun!” 19. “Friday is the best day for pleasant changes, have a bright Friday!” 20. “Good morning and Happy Friday! Today is a beginning of a wonderful trip, called a weekend! Spend it awesome!”

HAPPY FRIDAY MESSAGES FOR FRIENDS

1. “With the weekend right around the corner, it is time to be with friends and family.” 2. “Dear friend, there is only one way to have two Fridays in a week: call out of work on Thursday. Happy Friday!” 3. “If you don’t find room in your heart to love Friday, I am not sure that you and I should remain friends.” 4. “Dear friend, you did your job all week, so take off your work clothes and party. Happy Friday!” 5. “I couldn’t be happier. It is Friday, and my life is filled with great family and friends that I love to share the day with.” 6. “Let Friday stay your favorite F word even if it is Friday the 13th! Happy Friday.” 7. “Order Pizza, meet with friends and forget about all worries because it is Friday!” 8. “Today is a good day for the self-analysis and good time to define clear objectives. Let it be beneficial for you.” 9. “Don’t be sad, it’s Friday! Remember the words of David Viscott: “You must begin to think of yourself as becoming the person you want to be”.” 10. “It’s Friday night and I have just updated my Facebook. Can you tell I’m married?” 11. “Friday is the favorite day of the week since exactly on this day all friends, relatives, and close people meet.” 12. “Forget all synonyms for “Friday”, now and henceforth the only synonym you should know is “Bliss”, have a wonderful Friday!” 13. “I know best synonyms for Friday, they are laughter, fun, and success. Have a fantastic Friday!” 14. “That look on your face when you realize it’s a Friday.” 15. “Adventure awaits the bold that are not too afraid to walk out of the house and have fun this weekend. Happy Friday dear friend!” 16. “This world is beautiful, you have so many reasons to smile, don’t forget about it. Happy Friday!” 17. “Hands up if you love Fridays.” 18. “Meet the end of the week with joy and you will spend it with laughter.” 19. “Finally, it is Friday! Let it be kind, happy and great to you!” 20. “Laugh, smile, feel the atmosphere of joy and happiness today! Friday the 13th is not a reason for sadness.”

THANK GOD IT´S FRIDAY / FINALLY FRIDAY MESSAGES

1. “Thank God it´s Friday! All negative attitudes have been thrown out the door and won’t be back until Monday.” 2. “Shoes off. Tie off. Time to get ready to enjoy my glorious weekend. Thank God it’s Friday.” 3. “What does a person that loves their job say? It’s Friday already? Those that hate their job say: thank God it’s Friday.” 4. “Thank God it’s Friday. I can finally kick off my shoes and enjoy the good things in life.” 5. “Thank God it’s Friday because the weekend has landed and it’s time to forget about work and tear it up!” 6. “Let’s party because thank God, it’s Friday!” 7. “Whew. It felt like a whole week before it was finally Friday again.” 8. “Thank God it’s Friday because the weekend has landed and it’s time to forget about work and tear it up!” 9. “Stop stressing and chill, it’s finally Friday.” 10. “That was a rough week. Thank God it´s Friday.” 11. “Smile, it is finally Friday.” 12. “Finally! Friday is here, and I can finally sleep in late.” 13. “It is Fri-nally Fri-YAY!” 14. “It is about time, Friday. Finally, you have come.” 15. “It is finally Friday! Laugh until you snort.” 16. “It´s finally Friday and there is no place like home.” 17. “TGIF. Thank God I’m Female. Thank God I’m Fabulous. Thank God I’m Funny. And yes, Thank God It’s Friday!” 18. “It is finally Friday and everyone is happy again.” 19. “Well, well, well… Look what finally decided to show up.” 20. “Life is good. Especially when there is Friday, finally.”

HAPPY FRIDAY LOVE MESSAGES

1. “I tried to stay away from you for an entire seven days, but I didn’t make it. I love you Friday.” 2. “Oh, what a glorious day. Not only is Friday here, but I have a full two days off with those that I love. Life is good.” 3. “I have always been told that if you love something, set it free. Friday comes and goes, and always finds its way back to me.” 4. “You may only be a day, but I think I love you. This is what I say every time I see Friday on the calendar.” 5. “Good morning dear. Do not forget to give someone you love a hug and tell them you love them! Happy Friday.” 6. “TGIF. We love this day and are ready to party!” 7. “Good Morning everyone. Happy Friday. On a scale of 1 to Rebecca Black, how much do you love Friday?” 8. “This day marks a great period – a weekend. Spend it in a good mood with people who are close to you.” 9. “Ladies and gentlemen, the moment we have all been waiting for… it´s Friday!” 10. “Good Morning lovely people. It´s Friday!” 11. “Hello, Friday. I am not sure if you know, but I am in love with you.” 12. “Have a fabulous Friday morning! May your cup overflow with peace, love and pure awesomeness today.” 13. “Good Morning, give someone you love a hug and tell them you love them because they might just need it this morning. Happy Friday” 14. “Dear Honey, you can have anything in the world, but Friday is dedicated to drinking beer and partying.” 15. “Happy Friday, my love!” 16. “Coffee in my hand, sparkle in my eye, a smile on my face, love in my heart. Yep, it´s Friday.” 17. “Cheers my love. It´s Friday.” 18. “Never take Friday for granted, my love. Friday is the day that allows you to lounge around in your boxers all weekend long.” 19. “I would love Tuesday much more if it was Friday!” 20. “My Love for Friday is exactly as how excited your dog is when you get home.”

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