#but i’m stalking and lurking when you least expect it
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"I hide in plain sight,same as you."
#breaking bad#gustavo fring#gus fring#better call saul#bcs#dall e ai#this one’s for all my baby girls I see your comments ladies and they make smile I’m lurking and stalking when you least expect it
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how is lin manuel miranda literally everywhere????
#in the heights#hamilton#moana#encanto#aristotle and dante discover the secrets of the universe#and now#percy jackson#there’s loads more that i can’t think of on the spot#lin is inescapable#lin manuel miranda#lin#i love him though#percy jackson and the olympians#he fr said “i’m lurking and i’m stalking when you least expect”#shemar moore cosplay fr#okay that was a weird reference so i’ll stop now
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today is jack kelly’s birthday
#this one goes out to all my babygirls#i see ur comments ladies and they make me smile#im lurking and i’m stalking when you least expect it#jack kelly#newsies#92sies
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Hey bbgs I see your likes and reblogs and they make me smile.
I’m lurking and stalking when you least expect it
/QOUTE
Howdy- I did not expect the undertale/deltarune fandom to appear at my doorstep 😅. NOT COMPLAINING THO, I LOVE YALL
#hey bbgs I see your comments and they make me smile#I’m lurking and stalking when you least expect it#shitpost#utdr fandom#HI UH IDK WHAT TO SAY#HELLO UTDR I GUESS#stewie shat his pants
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STOP BEING SO FUCKING RELATABLE I CANT REBLOG ALL OF YOUR HORYNY COPIA POSTS FAST ENOUGH
#I’m lurking and I’m stalking when you least expect it#the band ghost#ghost#dont mind the fucking typo jeez#copia#cardinal copia#papa iv#tobias forge#copia is my husband#papa emeritus iv#copia my beloved
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QUEEN IS BACK OML ALERT THE KINGDOM
YOU ARE TOO GOOD TO ME !!!!!!!!!! ENOUGH !!!!!!
#i see your comments ladies and they make me smile#i’m lurking and i’m STALKING when you least expect it#writing workshop and it’s consequences#also this is so sweet mwuah#asks
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guess we rlly r ur babygirls now cus we're spoiled rotten HAHAHAH 💕✨✨
what can i sayyyy???? i love you guys!! like i said… THIS ONE’S FOR ALL MY BABYGIRLS !!!! i hope you all enjoyed the new chapter MUAH💙💙
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hi!!! is it okay to request R (18) having a crush on her professor which is Nat (either 27 or like around 30s) then Nat heard about it because of the gossips so she confronts reader abt it although reader have the upper hand defending herself yet nat was able to pin her and they kissed—thats the last time they saw each other not until they had a reunion during reader's college years
sorry if this is kinda long😭
SEE ME AFTER CLASS
PAIRINGS: Natasha Romanoff x reader
WORD COUNT: 781
WARNINGS: all are 18+ teacher x student relationship, professor x student relationship, kinda stalking, angst, fluff, and some heated moments yall
NO ONE IS PERMITTED TO STEAL, COPY, OR REBLOG MY WORK AS THEIR OWN!!
You were fucked, to say the least. You had never been called to stay after by a teacher, but here you stood, eyes shot wide, lips slightly agape as you nodded slowly to Ms. Romanoff’s request.
“You’re probably wondering why I had you stay after with me today,” You nodded once again, and she chuckled while leaning forward on her elbows, unconventionally pushing her breasts further together in your view.
“Well, you’re not in trouble, sweetheart.” She helped ease the tension, and your breath of release caused your eyes to flutter shut, your hand coming to your chest as you feared the worst.
“But, there is something I’d like to talk to you about. There seems to be a rumor lurking around the school, and with your popularity, it only took a short time to reach me.” She suddenly stood from her seemingly comfortable chair and placed herself on the edge of the desk in front of you, leaning down to place a hand on her knee as the other found your chin. While you were both of legal age, considering that you were forced to stay back in the fifth grade when your parents had to move halfway into the school year for your father's work, this was still wrong. You were a senior, she was your teacher. And even though you were near graduation with your final week approaching, you were still hefty about the consequences this action could have.
“Uhm, Ms. Romanoff,”
“Call me Nat,”
“I- I don’t exactly think that is appropriate, I don’t think any of this is appropriate.” You began to stand but were quickly forced back down with her incredible strength, and you nearly whimpered at the contact.
“Shh, baby, no one needs to know, okay? It’s just me and you in here; besides, aren’t you the one with that little crush on me?” Your eyes shot wide, your stance faltering as you failed to explain yourself.
“C’mon, all I’m asking is one little kiss before I have to see my favorite student go,”
And that’s all it was, at first. It started with a small kiss. Only once, never again. But then it came again, and her lips drew you in again and again and again. Up until your day on the podium where you thanked multiple people, her being one of them. That’s where you ended it.
When your parents waited in their car and everyone began piling out, you dragged her behind the school, crying through small pecks as you two said your goodbyes. You expected it to be your last. But then you walked into your fourth class on the second day of college, you were yet to have this class the day prior. It was fresh, the faces were all new, except the professors.
“Nat?” She turned suddenly hearing your voice, smiling widely when seeing you.
“I didn’t believe it when I saw your name on my roster, but it’s true.” She began rushing towards you, thankful for your early arrival. You put your hands on her chest to back her away, causing her to hold a confused raise of her brow.
“What is it? I know we ended things but- but I’m here, and so are you, we’re back together again.” You shook your head with a scoff, your gaze falling to the floor before she lifted your chin to look her in the eye, and goosebumps ran down your skin as you recalled the previous encounters just like this moment.
“Y/N, we ended things because you were going to college and we would be too far. So I moved, and I got a job here, I’ve had the skills and degrees to be a professor and now it’s all finally working out for the best.” She paused, brushing the hair out of your face before cupping your cheeks lovingly.
“We can be together again, Y/N, we don’t have to fear it. We’ll have to hide it for a few years, but that’s all. Outside of these doors, we can be whatever we want to be, I don’t care about the age difference or the looks or the judgement, I only care about you. I love you, sweet girl.”
“Y/N? Y/N!” Your head shot up in a hurry, your mind quickly investigating the surrounding area until you registered where you were.
“You keep falling asleep in my class, and I’m beginning to grow quite concerned,” You faced the older woman who had a small smirk plastering her lips. She leaned in a little bit closer, and you hoped it did not look so promiscuous to others.
“Please see me after class, honey, we need to have a chat.”
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someone requested more short!reader, so i wrote this with that in mind. i will be writing something that goes into a bit more detail about the reader being a short queen. anyway, hope you like it!
Ethan Landry x Short!Reader
Always Lurking and Stalking
When you and Ethan started dating he was always keeping a close eye on you. Not to say he didn’t before, because he certainly did. He just hated the fact that your friends didn’t really pay much mind to you when they went out. Always leaving you to fend for yourself. And while you didn’t like for people to think you were completely helpless, it still felt nice to have someone care for you so much.
And Ethan just felt like he needed to protect you from everything and everyone.
You were all currently at another frat party, hosted by none other than date rape Frankie. You were sitting with Mindy on the couch, very much tipsy, Anika and Tara dancing away under the pretty flashing lights, and Chad was trying to talk Ethan into doing shots with him.
Ethan, of course, kept declining. It was an unspoken rule he had made up when you two started dating. If you were out with them, he wasn’t drinking. He wanted to make sure you had someone looking out for you at all times, and while he loved his friends, he did not trust them.
“I want another drink!” Your sudden outburst barely even registered in Mindys ears, she was watching Anika with a big grin on her face, paying you no mind at all.
You get up, leaving Mindy to stare at her girlfriend, and make your way to the kitchen.
Ethan watching you closely, immediately taking notice of the drunken sway of your figure. “Y/N! Where are you going, baby?” You turn when you hear Ethan call out for you, and point to the kitchen. You smile sweetly, before Ethan gives you thumbs up and turns back to Chad.
“Dude, for the last time, I don’t want to do shots with you.” He pushes Chads hand away, glancing past his shoulder trying to keep his focus on you.
“You’re no fun anymore. I’m sure Y/N’s fine, man.” That earns an annoyed eye roll from Ethan. “Yeah, well you wouldn’t know because you never look out for her. You and everyone else are always too busy getting shitfaced.”
“What? No way! I’m always lurking and stalking when you least expect it.” Chad slaps a fist to his own chest, trying to solidify his words. Ethan only rolls his eyes again. Because he knew, and Chad knew, that Chad was full of shit.
Ethan couldn’t even count the amount of times he’s found you by yourself, completely wasted and barely functional, at these parties. And it made him angrier and angrier every time.
There were even a few times where the group just left the party without you. Forgetting you were even with them because of how drunk they all were. Of course, Ethan was never with them at those times. So, when you would call him and tell him what happened, he would drop whatever the was doing, even if he was sound asleep, and go get you.
He knew you weren’t totally incapable, but you weren’t exactly the tallest, or strongest girl either.
He just loved you too much to see something happen to you, because no one was paying any attention.
And he’s glad too, because when he hears you shout his name from the kitchen, he wastes no time, slightly pushing Chad out of the way, trying to get to you. He could hear the panic in your voice as soon as you scream for him, and it makes him want to throw up.
As soon as he makes it into the kitchen, his eyes find you instantly. You were pushed against a counter, some guy gripping your wrist tightly, trying to pull you out of the room. “Ethan! Help me!” Your eyes lock with his, and he can see how terrified you are, as you blink back tears.
“Hey! Get your fucking hands off of her!” The guy turns around eyeing Ethan up and down. At first glance, he doesn’t seem that intimidating, but that’s because no one, except you, knew what was hiding underneath the long sleeve shirt he was wearing. “We’re busy dude, fuck off.”
Ethan’s never been one for violence, but right now he wanted nothing more than to take one of the kitchen knives, that seems to be staring into his soul, and slit this guys throat. Instead, he rips the guys hand from you, and gently pushes you to stand behind him. You clutch onto his shirt, still scared out of your mind, and Ethan reaches his hand back to take yours.
“Touch her again, and I will fucking kill you.” The calmness in Ethan’s voice was more than threatening enough, but this guy just wouldn’t back off. “Whatever, she was asking for it dude.”
You didn’t even register what the guy said in the moment, but you felt Ethan tense up before putting all of his weight into the punch he threw at the guy. The crunching sound itself was horrifying, but glancing around Ethan, you were met with the sight of blood oozing from his nose.
You shouldn’t have giggled, but you couldn’t help it. “You should have listened when I told you my boyfriend would kick your ass.”
For a second Ethan forgot you were even still there, too focused on the idiot in front of him, who was now walking away, crying. He turns around to face you now, hands cupping your face with concern. “Are you okay, baby? Did he hurt you?” You only smile up at him, “I’m so okay, now! That was so hot, E!”
Ethan blows out a huff, relieved you’re okay, but still very much angry about the whole situation. He pushes your head to his chest, leaving his hand to cradle it, trying to calm himself down. “I’m glad you’re okay.” He whispers more to himself than you, of course you still hear it and squeeze him even tighter. “You wouldn’t let anything happen to me, I know it.”
Ethan’s lips find the crown of your head and places a sweet kiss there. You lift your face up, chin resting on his chest, and you can still see how worried he is.
“I’m okay, E.” You try to reassure him, only getting a small nod in return. His eyes aren’t meeting yours and you already know what’s bothering him.
“Ethan, look at me.” You feel much more sober now, as you take his chin in your hand and pull his face down to meet your eyes. “It’s not your fault. You were watching me the whole time, so stop blaming yourself for something you couldn’t control.” “If i would have just came with you-“
“But you didn’t because you respect me enough to let me have my space.” He knew you were right, he just couldn’t let that feeling go. The one where he was scared out of his mind when he heard you scream for him.
“I just never want to hear you scared like that again.” You smile softly at that, standing on your tiptoes to place a kiss to his lips. “Well, I know I have you to protect me if something like that ever happens again. Nothing to be scared of now.”
Ethan feels a lot calmer, something only you’re able to do.
“There you are, E! Man you have got to try this drink some guy just handed to me. It literally tastes like rainbows.”. You watch Ethan roll his eyes, no telling how many times he’s already done that tonight, because Chad was totally sloshed.
“How about we all go home? I think you’ve had enough rainbows for tonight.” As Ethan moves to push Chad out of the kitchen, Chad stops and looks at you. “Holy shit, how long have you been standing there Y/N/N? You should totally try this drink.”
“Oh my god, Chad! Shut up and move.” Ethan pushes him forward again, and reaches out for your hand, which you gladly take. “We need new friends, baby.” You giggle at his comment and shake your head.
“They may not know how to ‘read the room’ but they’re good friends, ya know when they’re not completely wasted.” Ethan only pulls you closer to his body.
“You give them too much credit, sweetheart. Always looking for the best in people.”
There’s a comfortable silence after that, seeing most of the group gathered at the door, you make your way over to them. “Where’s Chad? He was literally in front of us the whole time.” Tara only points behind you two, making you quickly snap your head around.
“Jesus christ.” “What the fuck?” You laugh out.
“Where did he get a turtle from?”
“Chad! Put the turtle down, and get your ass over here.”
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You know what I can’t wait for? Ed’s angst arc about not being good enough for the crew having nothing special about them and being useless it’s going to happen eventually or at least something along those lines and I can’t wait to see the suffering especially after Wano and them going “I don’t have future knowledge anymore I’m useless too you” I can’t wait to eat that up too be honest and or Guilt because they couldn’t save someone or they mess it up it’s gonna happen I’m gonna hate it but it’s going to be heart shattering and it’s going to be sooo good (I don’t want it to happen Btw but it’s fated so im going to try and enjoy it and feed my Apathy)
Ed’s self worth issues are lurking and stalking when you least expect it.
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this one’s for all my babygirls. i see your “___ dni” and it makes me smile. i’m lurking and im stalking when you least expect it
#the way i have multiple mutuals who im just blatantly ignoring their dni and they just let me 🤭#i’m an international super spy fr
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I’m lurking and stalking when you least expect
GT: Cheese and fucking crackers - does that confounded robot have an account now?
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Will be closing my inbox so I can have some time to work on my previous requests!!! Don’t worry guys, I see your requests and I’m lurking and I’m stalking when you least expect it 🥰🫶🏼 (plz get the reference)
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Quinnella consistently waking up screaming from nightmares from her time held by Ratigan and what he did to her. Whenever she tries to sleep again, another nightmare stalks the darkness and wakens her hourly at a time. It is never finished.
Dawson had said she would suffer from them eventually - didn’t the doctor already suffer from his own nightmares from his time serving their Queen in the war?
But the doctor aided the fight of his terrors in the drink of rum or whiskey ~ Ms. Judson’s weak sleep aided teas which is the strongest tonic the faerie shall drink does very little to quell her nightly terrors.
Those nights when Basil returns late from a case, perhaps even early mornings at worst, he cannot help but rush immediately to Quinnella’s side, begging her apologies as she’s shaking still in wracked sobs and anxiety-ridden terror - without him by her side all that time.
Quinnella begins ignoring sleep entirely. Elizabeth (created by / owned by @aili-chan 💝) can tell these occurrences are far different from when her Aunt merely loses track of time on a project or lost in a book. Her tear stained cheeks, her trembling hands, her weakened glow, barely the sheen of a candle wick.
However, her Uncle is fiercely against her trying to assist - one a growing mousling needs her sleep - two, he does not wish for a child to be dealing with matters far from what she should be concerned with. Lizzy has seen much on his cases, and worse in what she has managed to sneak of Doctor Dawsons egregiously written biographies of their cases, but he will not allow her to take upon the burden of caring for her Aunts’ traumas. That is not for the work of a child to have to endure, though Lizzy brightens Quinnella greatly.
Elizabeth has already suffered far too greatly at Ratigans vicious claws. Her uncle will not let her suffer any further damages.
It does not help that Basil knows the scoundrel is still lurking outside his flat. For one, his niece, and himself, both have deduced traces of the rat stalking outside his windows, or Quinnella’s Workshop.
The criminals desperation to reclaim her has made him careless. Basil cannot help but feel a bit peeved at such sloppiness from his rival.
The detective expects better from his singular mental equal.
… Or perhaps it’s merely the rats own way of toying with him. To panic him.
It won’t work.
Despite Basils insistence however Quinnella keeps the curtained windows of their bedroom closed - who knows how many times that pervert has watched their lovemaking? Basil’s fur bristles at the thought - but his dear love wishes to at least still be able to see the stars, watch and hear the wind blowing through the leaves of the garden, smell the flowers close enough to touch with her fingertips; small wisps of a connection to nature she can merely trace now within the confines of her gilded cage.
“I’m here, Darling. I’m right here.” He traces the back of her hand with his thumb, the brown fur of his chin nestled into her golden curls. “Nothing can harm you. No one will find you.” The detective promises his beloved, holding her quivering form close to his chest as she lays curled into his lap on the floor.
Though he feels like a liar to claim such things from what he’s witnessed. Her fears were far from behind her, however much the sleuth may try his hardest to protect her.
#It’s No Mystery That I Love You 🔎🎻⚜️#nightmares#I was going to write a ficlet but this will do until I can add more about Ms. Judson and such lol 🧹#Yes I worked in two of their AUs sue me lol ⚜️
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Book Chat: God of Wrath
Legacy of Gods (Book 3) by Rina Kent
Source: Google Images
I’m trapped by the devil.
What started as an innocent mistake turned into actual hell.
In my defense, I didn’t mean to get involved with a mafia prince.
But he barged through my defenses anyway.
He stalked me from the shadows and stole me from the life I know.
Jeremy Volkov might appear charming, but a true predator lurks inside.
He’s out to possess, own, and keep me.
But I have no plans to stick around in his blood-soaked world.
Or so I think.
Source: Goodreads (2022)
This Book Revived My Faith in Kent's Writing and This Series
I was having a bad time with God of Malice and a horrendous time with God of Pain, I expected not to have a fun time with this book either. Which would have been a huge pity because I expected to like Jeremy (because of what I've seen about his character) and Cecily (because I love Kim and Xander so I know I will most likely love this girl too).
First of all, two issues I had with the previous two books were, why the relationship began, and the period it took for the entire relationship to "fully develop". In God of Wrath, those were (thankfully) absent. The way Cecily and Jeremy started made sense; that first meet in the fight club, the initiation, the subsequent stalking sessions. It truly were curiosity and wariness on Jeremy's part. The stalking made sense because of who Cecily was and who she was friends with. Also, I am so happy Kent decided it was not instant love this time round. Kent really took the time to slowly build the romance between these two. It wasn't an in-your-face realisation when they came to terms on what they felt for each other. In other words, Kent's writing for this book was good as compared to what she put out in the previous two. It showed storyboarding or at least, it was evident that Kent took her time point-forming out crucial moments for God of Wrath before penning the story down.
Moving on, I absolutely adore Cecily and Jeremy. As mentioned earlier, I kind of expected to like them already. But wow, these two are some of my favourite Kent characters. I love that Cecily's completely different from Glyndon and Annika in terms of she might be inexperienced but she speaks and acts like such a girlboss, you would not expect her to be that inexperienced. On Jeremy's part, he might be as psychotic and violent as Killian and Creighton but I love that he's not another unfeeling main male character. Also, Jeremy's curiosity was so adorable, especially when Cecily's heart emojis left Jeremy baffled? That was one of the few parts I actually laughed at.
Talking about laughing, Xander's chapter was EVERYTHING. He was so dramatic and actually extremely kid-like. I would have loved more family appearances in this book considering Jeremy was on good terms with all of Cecily's family nearing the end of God of Wrath.
This book brought back the excitement I had for this series. You see, I only started reading Kent's books from the absolute beginning because I wanted to be ready for Nikolai and Brandon. The journey through was bumpy but at least they did not disappoint me like how the start of the Legacy of Gods series went downhill for me. Now that the excitement is back, I am ready although I will try not to be that expectant for the next book in case it goes down again.
Rating: ★★★★☆
More Rina Kent Universe here: God of Malice (Legacy of Gods, #1) | God of Pain (Legacy of Gods, #2) | Black Knight (Royal Elite, #4)
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>> Hello Gotham, this is the Riddeerler speaking.
>> I see your comments guys and they make me smile.
>> I’m lurking and I’m stalking when you least expect it.
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