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worldlxvlys · 1 month

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can you do a fic where chris and reader are dating and reader interacts with all the edits of chris on tiktok and fangirls with the chris girls.

TIK TOK

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: cursing, sexual jokes

a/n: i kinda love this, i don’t think i’ve ever seen anyone do a tik tok social au before

lmk what you think

**click yes to actually watch the edits**

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COMMENTS:

@ y/n

good LORD THAT MAN IS FINE 😩

@lustfulslxt

oh i’m DRENCHED

y/n -> the sturniolo police abt to get ur ass (same)

@flowerxbunnie

suddenly i’m on my knees 🫠

y/n -> literally me

@sturnssx

y/n is so lucky but idk if i wanna be her or chris more

y/n -> i’d want myself too honestly (i’m kidding i love chris)

@mattslolita

why is he not in my bed rn ??

y/n -> sorry bae he’s in mine ✌🏾i’ll tell him to go visit u later !

@its-jennarose

HOW IS HE REAL?

y/n -> the way that i genuinely ask myself this question on a daily basis

@sophssturn

GOD DAYUM 😨

y/n -> fr like who does bro think he is ??

@bernardsleftbootycheek

THIS IS CRAZY GOOD

y/n -> idk which is crazier, your username or this edit ( both eat tho)

@queen161718

the fact that y/n is always just lurking in the comment sections of chris edits absolutely takes me out 😭😭

y/n -> gotta support my man and his talented ass fansss

@cupidsword

i need him BAD

y/n -> same (i already have him)

@imwetforyourmom

i just need one chance 😫

y/n -> nah bae, he’s got a brother thooo !

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COMMENTS:

@ y/n

his hair is really nice 🤭

@evieolo -> I’M SAYINGGGGG

@nickmillersn1gf

it always looks so soft and fluffyyyy

@mbbsgf -> if he ever shaved it off i would cry

y/n -> you and me both sis

@mattsneezing

yesss, i love my husband’s hairrrr 😍

y/n -> aren’t you a matt girl ?? where’s your sense of loyalty ??

@chrisstankyleg

my man is looking FINE

y/n -> girl, i don’t know how to tell you this…

@sturniolobltch

even the paparazzi is obsessed with his hair

@sturniolowhore -> can’t even blame them

@bethsturn -> he’s just so 😫

@ y/n -> you guys get it

@bernardenjoyer

biting my phone rn

y/n -> glad i’m not the only one !

@rac00ns-are-c00l4

long hair chris >>>

@ y/n -> NO FR, IDK WHY HE KEEPS CUTTING IT

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@ y/n

MY MAN MY MAN MY MANNNNN

@chrisloyalgf

it’s a good day to be a chris girl

y/n -> it’s a good day to be chris’s girl

@urmom2bitch

HIS FINGERS GOOD LORD

@ y/n -> they’re long as hellll 😋

@defnotayonna -> wdym by that 🤨

@ssturniolo

chris girls, how y’all doing ??

y/n -> I’M LOSING MY MIND RN

@judespoision

i’m just a sturniolo girl atp

y/n -> AS YOU SHOULDDDD

@ y/n

HELP CHRIS JUST ASKED ME WHY THIS AUDIO HAS BEEN REPLAYING FOR SO LONG

@blueeyedbesson -> not you watching chris edits while you’re with him 😭

@ y/n -> THEY’RE SO ADDICTING

@hearts4chriss -> oh hey boo tell my man i said hey 😛

@ y/n -> oh is matt your man now ??

@ hearts4chriss -> …girl don’t play with me

@chrisstopherfilmed

GRIPPING MY SHEETS RN

@starsturniolo -> he’s so fineeeee 😩

@robins-scoop -> LIKE WHY ISN’T THIS MAN IN MY BED ??

@ y/n -> sorry y’all he’s in mine !

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COMMENTS

@ y/n

PERIODDD YOU CLEARED SHOWING THIS TO CHRIS IMMEDIATELY

@ y/n

damnnn me and flo milli twinninggg 🤞🏾

@ christophersturniolo -> oh look at that it’s night

@readerakayourname -> CHRIS 😭

@fandomhopped -> he’s so real for that honestly

@ y/n

i’m absolutely obsessed with that first clip

@yamamasjumpercables -> i want this edit engraved in my brain

@ y/n -> no LITERALLY

@ineedchriscock

i’d let him choke me any day

@ y/n -> where is your self respect 😧 ( literally same )

@luverboychris

the only person’s babies i’d carry

@ y/n -> WHAT 😭😭 (real)

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@ y/n

his frat boy era will be missed 😔🙏

@rootbeerworshiper -> frat boy chris >>>>>

@ y/n

song choice >>>>>

@ christophersturniolo -> i wanna watch u get naked !

@ y/n -> then come over ???

@patscorner -> oh !

@junnniiieee07 -> ik those are the lyrics but i don’t think they’re joking 😭

@ y/n -> 🤫

@chr1sgirl4life -> THAT’S MY MAN MY MAN MY MANNNN 😍

@breeloveschris -> incorrect that’s MY man !

@ y/n -> idk how to tell y’all this…

@nicksmainbitch

this audio choice was the best decision you could’ve ever made

@vanteguccir -> this song is so chris coded

@55sturn -> frat boy chris + this song 😩

@mayhem-72 -> his smirk ?? are we kidding ??

@ y/n -> bros ego is INFLAMMED

he ain’t even the fart fr

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@ y/n

BODY ROCK OH I WANNA FEEL YOUR BODY ROCKKKKKKKK

@endereies

CHRIS + JUSTIN ??? THIS EATSS

@ y/n -> i’m sayingggggg

@sturniolosmind

smash !

@ y/n -> oh (i agree)

@disturbedwoodelf -> i love how no matter what chris edit i’m watching y/n is always in the comment section

@ y/n -> AND AMMM

@ mattsturniolo -> she has nothing better to do

@ y/n -> alr fuck you too then

-> and you can’t be talking you had to click at least 5 different drop down arrows to even find this reply

@ mattsturniolo -> i’m very busy actually

@ christophersturniolo -> matt you’re literally walking around the house catching pokemon

@nikolastrn -> damn they gagged you 💀

@bernardsbendystraws -> i’d rock his shit

@ y/n -> what do i even say to this

@ berbardsbendystraws -> wanna join in ??

@ y/n -> oh my 😨 (🤭)

CREDITS

@ frxy on tiktok

@ bl6tts on tiktok

@ sturniolo.vfx_ on tiktok

@ strvnloml on tiktok

@ chrislover476 on tiktok

@ edzbyang on tiktok

this took me wayyyyy too long to make, but it was so funnnn

lmk if you want more like this :)

no tag list cause i tagged y’all in the actual fic 😝

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frvnkcastles · 5 months

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Heyyy babe I have a fic request if you’re taking them:))) based on some personal experiences, but one where there’s no established relationship but you and Frank are two idiots in love pining for each other and are neighbours. The reason you haven’t actually done anything about your feelings is because you have an on-again/off-again abusive boyfriend who’s been in jail (but Frank doesn’t know about it). Anyways can we see the boyfriend being released from jail and coming home to your apartment, and Frank hearing through the walls him attacking you? Lots of hurt and lots of comfort after?

Please and thank youuu:) I really love your fics<3

THE ISLE OF DISTANT DREAMS ➵ F. CASTLE

Summary: You and Frank are neighbors and clearly sweet on each other, but one thing stands between you — your abusive ex-boyfriend.

Warnings: Physical abuse, hurt/comfort, Frank to the rescue, feminine nicknames, reader celebrates Christmas

Word count: 2.1k

Author’s note: Ohmygosh it literally took me so long to do this, you requested this in the summer but I waited so long I managed to make a Christmas fic out of it 😭 I apologize for the delay, but I hope you enjoy it!! <3

All you wanted leading up to Christmastime was some peace and quiet, and a chance to celebrate the way you always did growing up. You wanted your own little tree that you could decorate, you wanted to adorn your apartment with lights and tinsel, you wanted to listen to all the classic songs and above all, you wanted to do it without any fighting. With your ex-boyfriend, such a request was usually impossible and nothing but a fantasy, but this year, you had high hopes — he had been sent back to jail for what had to be at least the third time, and it had been enough for you to break things off. No more abuse and toxicity, you had decided.

You started early, the final days of November around the corner when you were dragging a small but adorable tree up the stairwell leading up to your apartment building. You had taken a risk, knowing that more often than not the elevator was out of order and you lived on the third floor, but you weren’t willing to compromise on the tree. Still, you couldn’t hold back a litany of swear words as you tried to heave the poor thing towards the stairs.

”Need a hand?” a gruff voice spoke from behind the tree, and although you recognized that deep voice easily, you peeked through the branches only to find your next-door neighbor standing there with an amused smile on his sharp features. You broke into a grin of your own, and gestured at the tree awkwardly.

”If you don’t mind”, you huffed, and with a dismissive wave at your worries, Frank effortlessly picked up the small tree over his shoulder and headed for the stairs, like it weighed nothing. You followed at his heel, still breathless, whereas he was striding to your floor with ease.

”Gonna be decoratin’ this weekend, huh?” Frank wondered when you finally reached your door, and as you fumbled with your keys, you nodded to confirm his suspicions.

”I haven’t had a proper Christmas for a few years. Wanted to do it for real this time”, you explained, without going into the details about how your boyfriend hadn’t allowed any of your ’childish crap’, as he had so eloquently worded it. Now, he was gone and you could deck the halls as thoroughly as you wanted.

”Hey, sounds great to me”, he agreed while handing over the tree to you at your reassurances that you could handle it from your doorstep.

”What about you? Big Christmas plans?” you inquired, although you remembered him mentioning his family being gone — and concluding from the dark look that descended on his face, it was understandably on his mind still.

”Nah, I ain’t very festive like that. Probably just, uh, work”, he cleared his throat, scratching the back of his neck, and nodding, you figured it wasn’t something worth pressing more on.

”Well, if you get hungry, I always make way too much food and I’d be happy to have someone over for the holidays”, you smiled at him, and returning the expression shyly, Frank nodded.

”I’mma keep that in mind. Take care, sweetheart.” With that, he disappeared into his own apartment, and you were left alone with the tree.

You saw him again two days later — you were in the hallway putting up a wreath on your door and Frank was exiting his, dressed in a long leather jacket with a heavy duffel bag slung across his shoulder. You still weren’t quite sure what it was he did for a living, but you had learned to let him open up on his own time, instead of probing too much and shutting him up even further.

”Lookin’ great”, Frank commented while locking his door, and you grinned at him.

”Doesn’t it? You should see the apartment. I kinda went overboard, but I feel good about it”, you chuckled bashfully, and repeating the sound, Frank nodded.

”That’s all that matters, right?” he pointed out, and humming in agreement, you adjusted the wreath once more and then turned to face him.

”Right”, you smiled, ”have a good night at work, Frank.”

With a nod, Frank gave you a soft look. ”Thanks, sweetheart. Take care.”

Three more days passed by until you saw him again, this time on purpose. You had gotten around to baking some Christmassy cookies, intentionally made an extra batch just so you’d have an excuse to knock on Frank’s door. It wasn’t all selfish, though — you suspected he was as alone as you were, and could use some cheer and kindness.

When he opened the door, there was a frown etched onto his face, but at the sight of you, his eyes softened and he broke into playful smile while leaning against the doorway. ”Hey there, sweetheart”, he greeted you, and under that burning gaze and rough voice, you couldn’t help but blush.

”Hi, Frank”, you managed while handing over the small box of cookies you had wrapped in a bow just for him. ”I hope you like cookies”, you added, and at the realization of what you had done for him, his teasing smile fell into genuine surprise, and his eyes widened.

”For me? Shit, I dunno what to say. Thank you, sweetheart”, he rambled, a little flustered even, and it made you smile even wider. ”Don’t got anythin’ for you…”, he trailed off, and in an instant, you rushed to reassure him.

”You don’t have to. I just wanted to share. Really, I wasn’t doing this to get something in return”, you insisted, and observing you for a moment, Frank grunted. It was obvious he wasn’t happy about not being able to repay the favor, but he accepted the cookies, regardless.

”I owe you one, ’kay? Ever need any help with anything, I’m your guy”, he spoke sternly, but you knew there was affection behind his demanding tone. And so, you nodded.

You didn’t really expect to cash in his favor so soon. In fact, you had told yourself you wouldn’t make him go out of his way at all. And then, there was a knock on your door and you, completely unsuspecting, dashed to answer it with a smile on your face.

When you saw your ex-boyfriend, though, that smile was long gone. You couldn’t get a word out when he was already shoving his way through the door and making himself comfortable on the couch, already complaining about the colorful lights around the apartment. It was obvious he had been drinking, and knowing there was no getting him out, you swallowed your disappointment and shut the door, kissing your ideal Christmas goodbye as you did.

It must have been fate that Frank had decided to stay home that night, his guns retired for the evening. You were on his mind, even with the TV on, everything else was just background noise — you were the one thing he couldn’t get out of his head, from your sweet tendencies to your pretty little smile. Had Christmas come early for him?

He was snapped out of his thoughts by the sound of something shattering across the hall. The noise was muffled, but as he stayed still and listened in, it was obvious that a fight had broken out. Loud arguing and things being thrown were bursting his peaceful little bubble, and for a moment, he was telling himself not to intervene. It wasn’t any of his business…

But he damn sure was going to make it so. He had never been good at just sitting on the sidelines, after all. He stepped out of his apartment and stood in the hallway in his boots, trying to locate the noise, and his heart sank in his chest when the next crash came from behind your door. He could hear you begging the other person to stop, and said other person shouting over you, and he wasn’t going to wait any longer to act.

With his fist, Frank banged on the door loud enough for the noise to stop. He heard your footsteps next, and eventually, you opened the door, shaky and teary-eyed and with a bleeding cut on your forehead. Something inside Frank boiled over, and he seethed, not waiting for your permission to walk inside the apartment and confront whoever had been giving you Hell.

”Who the hell is this? This your new boyfriend?” your ex mocked you from across the living room where the Christmas tree had been pushed down and the ornaments shattered on the floor, glass pieces everywhere and the lights you had spent so much time on all over the place. Frank was seeing red, his anger visible in his fists as he stood there, ready to bash your ex’s face in.

”I’mma say this one time and one time only. Aight? You get outta here, right now, or we’re gonna have a problem. Hear me? I ain’t gonna go easy on you”, Frank warned him, and you could tell he was being deadly serious — you had never heard his voice so cold and hollow.

Your ex, however, only laughed. That was his first mistake. His second one was making a move on Frank. As soon as he lifted his hand to poke him, Frank had grabbed his wrist and twisted until a sickening crack filled the apartment, followed by your ex’s wails. Frank shoved him back, staring at him with no remorse.

”I don’t wanna do this in front of her”, Frank spoke lowly, ”but I will.”

That was enough for your ex. He ran out of the apartment, holding his broken wrist, and you were left alone with Frank. Right there and then, though, Frank decided he was going to find him later and put an end to this for good, unwilling to give him another chance to hurt you.

Licking his lips, Frank took in a deep breath and blinked the intimidating stare out of his eyes. ”You okay, sweetheart?” he asked, and with a sniffle, you wiped your eyes.

”I—I guess”, you stammered, and with a nod, Frank reached out to give you his hand.

”Lemme get a band-aid on that forehead of yours, okay?” he proposed, and with a shaky nod, you took his hand.

He led you to his apartment and to the bathroom where he sat you on the toilet before digging through his first-aid kit and then kneeling in front of you. He was gentle and tender as his big hands wiped the blood from your forehead and glued the band-aid on, and it made you cry all over again.

”You’re so nice to me”, you whispered, and swallowing, Frank glanced at your eyes before looking back at the band-aid he was sticking on.

”No reason not to be. He was an asshole, aight? That ain’t the kinda treatment you deserve or should be used to”, he noted before leaning back and looking you over. ”If you wanna stay over—”, he began, but you cut him off.

”No, no, it’s okay. I need to go and clean up. I’ll be okay”, you swore before climbing up from the toilet and giving Frank’s arm a squeeze.

You hesitated, but eventually the urge to hug him won, and you wrapped your arms around him. Slowly, he melted into the embrace, winding his arms tightly around your shorter frame, and for a while, you just stood there, breathing each other in.

”Thank you.”

The next day, you were nearly done with picking up all the broken glass from the floor when there was a knock on your door. You stiffened, but went to answer it, regardless, this time peeking through the peephole. Much to your relief, it was Frank on your doorstep, and you didn’t hesitate to open up to him.

What surprised you, however, was the massive box of decorations in his hands. ”Hey, sweetheart”, he spoke nervously, ”I figured, uh, I could bring some stuff over and help you redecorate. If that’s okay.”

A sincere smile took over your lips as you stepped aside to let him in. ”I would really like that”, you sighed, and nodding, Frank walked into the apartment that looked so neat, you would have never guessed what had happened last night.

As Frank passed you by, you noticed his raw knuckles, bloody and bruised. You stopped him, a gentle hand brushing against his, and he instantly knew the question you didn’t dare to ask. Nevertheless, he gave you an answer.

”He ain’t ever gonna hurt you again. Okay? Trust me. Never again”, he promised, such weight in his words you didn’t have it in you to question him.

”Thank you, Frank”, you whispered, leaning on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek, and immediately flustered, Frank put down the box.

”C’mon”, he gestured at the decorations, ”your halls need some deckin’, sweet girl.”

#frank castle #frank castle fanfiction #frank castle x reader #the punisher #the punisher x reader

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featherandferns · 2 months

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am i allowed to put two prompts in one? If so then i’d absolutely LOVE a grumpy!reader x sunshine!jj for 11 and 18 (or you can choose just one), they’re not really together yet, but they know they like each other and have been getting there, and he’s the only person allowed to touch her or be affectionate with her because she’s let him in and trusts him. I was thinking maybe something at a kegger, cz then 18 could probably fit in there nicely, like she’s asking for a beer or something, I dont have a whole concept sorry 😭😭

11. Sorry, pumpkin. // Don't call me that.

18. Ask nicely. // No, thank you. // I tried.

idk who's POV this is from lol but I like it so screw it. I think I want to write more grumpy!reader...

Pumpkin - prompts 11 and 18.

When you first joined the Pogues, nobody really knew how to take you. Kiara had invited you along one day. You were new to the town, having moved during the summer, and she’d mostly seen you either lounging in your front yard or watching the world pass by out the window. You’d seen her sneak out with her friends more than enough times for her to know that you weren’t going to rat her out any time soon. So, when Kie extended an invite for you to come along to drink and surf at the break, you seemed…impartial. She assumed you wanted to, considering you came along, but you didn’t much smile. You didn’t much talk either. But you got involved: had a few drinks and surfed with the rest of them. Before parting ways, you got her number and a few days later, you texted her, asking when the next hangout was.

One person who seemed to click strangely well with you was JJ. JJ was guarded in his own unique way, but it didn’t make him particularly unapproachable. He’d be up for a laugh or a joke and approaching people didn’t faze him in the slightest You however were sealed watertight. Not even a crowbar could break through your tough exterior. You didn’t talk to people and from the mardy look practically solidified on your face, you didn’t want them to talk to you either.

JJ could make you smile though. You’d almost try to hide it, but he’d see it crack through. The smallest twinge of your lips upturning before you’d glance away. The lift of your cheeks and the loosening of your jaw. When it wasn’t shown on your lips, JJ knew you were smiling through your eyes.

Sarah found it impossible to talk to you. You’d be so disinterested in what she had to say. Or at least, that’s how it seemed.

“She’s like a closed book,” she’d sigh.

“Nah,” JJ shrugged. “You just gotta know how to read her.”

Everybody has their own way of showing affection. You liked the Pogues. Overtime, they understood this. It helped when they realised your acts of service was the way that you showed your love and gratitude. Bringing Sarah her favourite seltzers to the chateau after seeing in the group chat she’d had a bad day. Casually dropping a cool turtle hatching site to Kie in conversation so she could venture out herself and take a look. Bringing Pope the homework whenever he’d miss class and wordless slipping a copy of your notes inside. Tidying up the chateau for John B after everyone had fallen asleep. All this to say, you and JJ were the closet. He reciprocated your acts with his own, and in turn you’d open up, bit by bit.

“This keggar sucks ass,” you mutter. Your arms are crossed over your chest, overtly unapproachable to anybody who didn’t know you.

JJ is stood by your side. He shrugs and takes a swig from his can. “I’ve been to worse.”

“Really? I think I’ve been to funerals more lively than this,” you say.

JJ rolls his eyes mirthfully, smiling.

“Maybe you need to loosen up? Have a dance, huh?”

With that, JJ grabbed one of your hands and makes a move like he’s getting you to salsa with him. You don’t move, don’t even sway. But you don’t pull your hand free: let him waggle your arm around like a lump of rubber, boneless.

“Damn girl, I love your moves,” he whistles.

“Screw off, Maybank,” you grumble. But he sees the twinkle in your eyes: your smile.

Nevertheless, JJ doesn’t push his luck. He lets go of your hand and you instantly miss the warmth of his palm pressed against yours.

“Sorry, pumpkin.”

“Don’t call me that,” you immediately bite. Then, you take his can and have a swig.

“You wanna leave?”

You swallow another mouthful and meet his gaze. “Do you?”

“I don’t mind.”

But you know he does. Can see the itch under his skin to join in with his friends. To have a shot at beer pong and shot gun a beer with John B. You shake your head and pass the can back to him.

“We’ll stay. Maybe I do need to lighten up.”

“Ah! I knew it, I knew it,” JJ chants.

“I said maybe,” you quickly remind. But he’s already grabbing at your hand and pulling you towards the ridiculous stack of coolers.

“You just need some booze to get ya loose,” JJ says.

He ducks into a squat and rummages through. You scan the crowd and see nothing but reckless youth. How do people do it? Become so carefree? They can’t be having as much fun as they look as though they are, surely.

“Whatcha after?” JJ asks with a groan, looking up at you.

“Get me a beer.”

“Ask nicely.”

“No,” you shortly reply. Clearing your throat, you meekly add, “thank you.”

“Well, I tried,” JJ sighs. You’re worried you might have offended him for a moment, but then he’s done riffling through and is pulling out a can of beer, holding it up to you. The condensation drips down the cylinder, over his fingers, bruised and cracked at the knuckles, pink from the cold. You take it before you cans tare at his hands much longer, like some pining creep.

“Thanks,” you quietly say, cracking it open.

JJ makes a point to move in ridiculously close to your mouth with his ear.

“What was that, pumpkin? Didn’t quite catch it?”

“I said thank you,” you gruffly repeat, and then you shove him away by the shoulder and have a drink.

One drink turns to two, three, four…Eight. As the night thrives on and the sky turns darker and darker, people come and go from the keggar: alone, in groups, in pairs. You mostly watch, happy to skulk in the background, but you don’t keep JJ from having a good time. Watching him happy, bouncy, at ease – it brings you happiness. In fact, it turns your night around.

Somewhere near three in the morning, JJ spots you sat on some driftwood. You’re crinkling the can in your hands, seeing how many dents you can make with the pressure of one finger. Someone who didn’t know you might think you’re sulking, but JJ knows that isn’t true. He bounds over, squiffy.

“Lost ya earlier.”

“Didn’t know you were looking for me,” you reply, looking up.

“You wanna leave?”

“Do you?”

The déjà vu from earlier passes over you like the summer breeze brushing against your legs. JJ shrugs.

“I will after a dance.”

“Nope.”

“Yep.”

“JJ, I can’t—”

“—Who cares? Neither can I,” he interrupts. He grabs your hands, unbothered as the empty can you were holding lands with a thud in the sand, and tugs you to your feet. “Come on, there’s hardly anyone here now.”

You sigh and glance around. And it’s true: everyone has either left or are too busy sucking the other’s face off to realise the world around them. With another sigh, you relent. You let JJ tug your hands up and onto one of each of his shoulders, and his find their place around your waist. Then the two of you sway like you’re at an elementary school dance. You rest your head on his chest, tired and relaxed.

“I’m sorry if I was a grump tonight,” you quietly say.

“You’re a grump every night.”

“Not funny,” you whisper.

“Wasn’t meant to be,” JJ returns. You feel his breath on your forehead and you know he’s closer to you than he was before. “You know you don’t have to worry about that kind of thing with me. I like you how you are.”

“Moody and bitchy and tempestuous?”

“I don’t know what the last word means but no, probably. Not moody or bitchy. Just…you.”

You look up at him with that. For some reason, there’s water in your lash line. You blame it on the late hour of the night (or morning, you suppose) and the bite of salt in the air from the sea. He holds your gaze, steady and honest.

“Just me?”

“Mhm,” JJ assures. The dip of his head is quick, as is the fleeting kiss pressed to your lips, but it wasn’t so fast that you can’t be sure that it didn’t happen. Because it did. “Just you, pumpkin.”

“Don’t ruin it, Maybank.”

“You love it really,” he says, flashing you a grin.

You bite back your smile but you know he can see it; it makes his cheeky grin only grow. With that, you hide your face on his warm chest, and with your nose nestled against the soft cotton of his t-shirt, saturated in his cologne, you let yourself smile.

#jj #jj maybank #jj x reader #jj maybank x reader #outer banks #outerbanks #jj preference #jj maybank preference #outerbanks preference #outer banks preference #outerbanks fic #outer banks fic #blurb #prompts

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nattinatalia · 11 months

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Urban Wyatt x Reader Instagram AU

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yourusername Here your annoying ass goes 🙄 get over it already.

jackharlow One day, not today but one day.

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neelamthadhani Definitely Baby Harlow 💖

yourusername Not you calling me baby Harlow 😭💀

neelamthadhani 🙊🙊🙊

jackharlow For obvious reasons, you.

yourusername You’re just a hater.

jakepaul Definitely your girl 🥵

urbanwyatt That’s right, MY GIRL. About time you’re getting it.

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yourusername These were meant for my man sooo enjoy ☺️

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urbanwyatt 🥵🥵🥵🥵

urbanwyatt 🍆 🍑 💦? 👉🏻👈🏻

yourusername Say less baby omw

jackharlow They should’ve been kept for his eyes only. I’m sick of you.

claybornharlow Let me and J post a thirst trap and mom would have us by the balls. You do it, she applauds you for it.

yourusername Because I’m better. We’ve been through this 🙄

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yourusername He said we were going on a date night, he brought me to see trucks crash into each other! So white of him. But that’s my man and I’m gonna stick besides him 🤭🤞🏼

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urbanwyatt 🙄

urbanwyatt I didn’t see your ass complain when you were enjoying the show!

jackharlow I told him you’d hate it.

urbanwyatt She didn’t hate it though 😒 she’s just fronting’

user girl-

user aren’t you white though?

user she literally is she’s related to Jack and he’s where lmao

mamamaggie My baby is Hispanic, thank you next.

claybornharlow It’s like they don’t know she’s adopted!

user 💀 Not even her brother claims her

yourusername No you idiot, I’m actually adopted!!!!! 😭😭😭😭

jackharlow Stop with the shits 🙄

mamamaggie Urban, next time take her to some street racing, she’ll love that 👀

yourusername 🙊 I don’t know what you’re talking about mother.

mamamaggie As if I don’t know you and your brothers used to sneak out to see illegal street racing.

urbanwyatt 💀 she caught y’all

mamamaggie And you used to pick them up Urban so stop acting innocent.

jackharlow Ha 😂

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yourusername Traveling with these idiots is exhausting.

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jackharlow You’re exhausting 🥱

cozane What did I do to you?

yourusername Not let me sleep.

urbanwyatt I’m about to spank your ass.

yourusername That should scare me why?

neelamthadhani I’m so happy you’re here. Being on the road with them can be annoying asf.

claybornharlow 💀💀

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urbanwyatt My baby for life 🤞🏼

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yourusername Nah, what happened to the original caption?

urbanwyatt I do not want to get punched by your brother.

yourusername So fakeeee. You don’t see me hiding away when I post some outta pocket shit YOU sometimes write on my captions.

urbanwyatt Leave me alone

neelamthadhani I love you two together ❤️‍🔥

yourusername I do too 🤭

claybornharlow Okay I guess you two together is something I’ll have to accept. I’m starting to like this relationship.

yourusername Ohhhh? You thought I’d stop riding- I mean dating him if you weren’t okay with it?

jackharlow You always do too much Y/N.

yourusername So what?

user I know for a fact y’all enjoy annoying Jack and Clay, but especially Jack, with y’all’s relationship.

jackharlow They really do.

druski I want her next 👀

urbanwyatt GET AWAY BRO

druski Y/N when you get tired of him, come my way girl.

yourusername 👀

urbanwyatt Don’t fucking give him hopes babe.

yourusername Let me live my life 🙄

jackharlow See what I had to deal with all my life? Throw her away!

druski Yeah throw her away, but my way 🤪🤪🤪🤪

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belphiesgirlfriend · 9 months

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Judging Obey me! Brothers bedrooms/hcs cause why not

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Lucifer:

• freakishly neat

• like you know those people that are so perfect/symmetrical that they’re almost scary, that’s his room

• type of guy to say “ah i was just tidying up, this place is such a mess!” and one thing on his desk is moved a centimeter to the left

• satan and belphie definitely come in there sometimes and move everything off by an inch

• it fucking enrages him

• he gets on the brothers asses to clean their rooms

• they don’t listen

• at most, if he’s drunk or had a really long day he might leave his clothes on the floor or his toothbrush out

• he’s such an old man he’d be doing math equations to fold his fucking sheets exactly

• really though, i feel like it’s a total control thing

• i mean my dudes entire life is out of his control, a pride demon, who’s very about control

• his brothers don’t really listen to him, he’s indebted to diavolo, etc.

• i think it probably brings him a lot of comfort to have one controlled space for himself, where he knows where everything is and has everything how he wants it

• sorry got a little deep but yk

• also???? the skeleton dude??????

• like i love him he’s iconic BUT WHY LMAO

• imagine you wake up in the middle of the night AND IT FUCKING MOVES

• nah i’d be packing my bags and staying at purgatory hall for the rest of the week thank you!

• coming back with a bible and some holy water

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Mammon:

• complete and utter 180

• his room is such a mess it’s a problem

• plates, glasses, ramen cups, wrappers, all over his nightstand and floor

• when the garbage is going out he’ll come down the stairs balancing so much trash he could make a goddamn acrobat jealous😭

• only thing that’s truly spotless is his car

• if you nag him enough he’ll clean up a bit though, though definitely complain

• clothes are a whole other thing, he has an insane amount of clothing, not more than asmo, but a genuinely absurd amount

• because of this, his floor is always covered in clothes

• his room is probably one of the messiest, rivaled only by belphie

• but mammon definitely wins by a long shot

• the biggest reason his rooms a mess is just cause of the pure amount of stuff he has

• bros a grade A hoarder, he’s got stuff in there you didn’t even think existed

• he also just,, isn’t in his room super often

• he likes going out and doing stuff, plus he’s usually working jobs + modeling to fund his spending

• and if he’s not, then he’s probably in mc’s room so it makes sense he doesn’t care as much

• his bathroom though…is surprisingly clean

•on the surface at least

• he’s got a shit ton of skincare and hygiene products, some makeup too (definitelyyy not stolen from asmo)

• he’s a model so he definitely takes good care of himself

• though..i don’t think he’d ever deep clean his bathroom, or know to, if you asked him he’d be like “what no?? the sink cleans itself with the water!”💀

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Levi:

• his room really isn’t all that dirty

• i mean he’s in there all the time so it’s at the very least habitable

• his biggest issue is really just having a bunch of dirty dishes he’s too “busy” to take down to the kitchen

• his idea of busy is being huddled up in blankets watching season 3 of “I’m a generic anime protagonist who just met a really pretty girl at school but i’m painfully socially awkward and then i find out she’s my childhood friend who moved away???”

• his figures though…

• shockingly well taken care of, like he’s literally the perfect owner he cleans and dusts them obsessively

• if anyone touches them, he knows.

• he has them positioned in a very specific way, he’s able to notice even the slightest discrepancy

• he’s a really good caretaker to the things he cares about

• henry 2.0 for example, his tank is always spotless, he’s well fed and treated very well.

• levi is also very hygienic, he takes good care of himself too generally,

• though he sometimes needs to be reminded to eat, drink, sleep, etc. cause of a new anime or game coming out

•when that happens he’s even more holed up in his room, if he’s close with the mc he might drag them with him, prepare yourself to be trapped in there

• his setup is godly, i don’t know much about pc building but i know he has the good shit

• you’ve seen his room, bro has 4 monitors WHO NEEDS THAT MANY?!?!?!?

• got the mic with the pop filter too you know he’s absolutely violating the other people in the cod lobby

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Satan:

• messy, but not dirty

• cluttered would probably be the best word

• his main issue is just his INSANE amount of books and cat hair…lots of cat hair.

• when he’s fostering a cat his bed is covered in the stuff it’s horrible

• the cat may be cute but the full sized scarf you can make out of its hair sure isn’t!

• you better hope your mc isn’t allergic cause you literally won’t be able to enter his room if you are

• not to say he doesn’t clean it, cause he does, he has that sticky rolly thingy

•but i swear to god it’s like it’s glitter THERES ALWAYS MORE😭😭

• his books are a fucking hazard

• cause why are the stacks so high and so close to his bed💀

• i know for a fact they’ve collapsed on him while he was sleeping

• multiple times

• he’s learned not to keep any cursed books in the stacks by his bed as a result of this

• also with that fucking candle right there???????

• bro has no self preservation skills apparently

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Asmo:

• goes without saying, he’s neat

• not a clean freak like lucifer, but he likes to have everything in order to make his life easier

• his makeup and skincare especially, he has a mini fridge for it and all

• an absurd amount of perfume too, his room is like a bath and body works but with more high end stuff

• this extends to his bags too, if your out or at RAD and need perfume he’s gonna pull out like 6 and be like “take your pick!”

• but back to his room, his room smells so fucking good

• it also just has a really calming energy, it’s very comfy

• he’s strict though, no outside clothes on his bed, shoes off at the door, etc. etc.

• there’s usually a lot of bags around from his shopping sprees

• type of dude to have a white noise machine or something when he sleeps just get that vibe from him

• another clutter guy, his room is one of the best with cleanliness, but there’s lots of stuff in his room, it’s cute though, he pulls it off

• i really don’t have any complaints about his room at all, it’s cute and clean so he gets a pass

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Beel:

•hmmm

•i’m putting beel and belphie’s separate cause i’m criticizing their separate sides

• he’s not overly clean but not overly dirty either

• his room really is a perfect limbo

• except for his bed

• his bed is fucking disgusting

• i just know theres crumbs EVERYWHERE

• you lie in his bed and it makes a fucking crunch sound

• okay joking he’s not that nasty, i’m sure he’d probably change his sheets frequently

• if for no other reason, cause of belphie getting annoyed at him cause his beds uncomfy to lay on

• but with all the midnight snacking he does i would not be surprised if he brought half the fridge back with him at night

• his room itself i’m thinking is pretty clean, probably some clothes on the floor etc, but he never lets it get too bad

• unlike some people (i am staring directly at mammon and belphie)

• when he has his midnight escapades he pretty much always brings the dishes back in the morning so it’s not a huge problem.

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Belphie:

• clothes everywhere

• him and mammon definitely are the worst offenders

• but listen he probably doesn’t let it get nearly as bad as mammons cause of him trying to be considerate of beel

• but if he was in a room alone…good god

• he just simply doesn’t have the energy to put shit away

• some things will sit on his floor for weeks, months, years, decades, before he moves it

• a lot of the time it winds up being beel who grabs his stuff and puts it where it’s supposed to be

• this is why he’s such a brat, always getting spoiled smh

• his bed though..

• the most comfortable thing you will ever have the privilege of laying on

• there’s so many blankets and a shitload of pillows, it smells good, ur instantly so warm and comfy and the mattress is so soft you literally sink into it

• it feels like you’re literally on a cloud you’ll never find a better sleeping spot

• no wonder he never wants to get up

• i cant help but think that the twins room is a little boring, so it’s hard to give a lot of commentary on it

• i wish there was more personality like with the other bedrooms in the HOL

• seriously though they gave them the 2017 opposite twins sims 4 speedbuild delux😭

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heavyhitterheaux · 2 years

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Muwop (NSFW 18+)

A First Lady of Private Garden Fic

AN: Cause she a very freaky girl 😏

Synopsis: Your husband Jack reacts to your song Muwop with Gucci Mane

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Requested by: the queen @arination99 😘😘

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Jack was woken up by his phone repeatedly going off and he instantly rolled his eyes seeing that it was only 6 in the morning and he didn't have to be up until 9.

He was about to murder everyone who was blowing up his phone and he would murder them two times over if they woke you up too.

Jack could kind of function without getting a lot of hours of sleep, you on the other hand was a different story.

You became crabby and irritable and everyone knew to stay out of your way.

He had a few interviews to do today before he continued with his festival tour and of course you were right there alongside him.

Brandi and Neelam had booked you two for the same festivals so that you didn’t have to be too far away from each other at least for the next month and a half.

He looked down to see you were still sleeping peacefully curled into him and brought you in closer to place a kiss on your forehead.

When his phone went off again, he snatched it off the nightstand to see multiple messages from all of PG and even Neelam. The last thing he wanted to do was wake you up even though he knew you were a heavy sleeper.

You actually slept through a tornado before but that's another story for another day.

Urban- Wake your ass up!!! Go listen to it!

Quiiso- First Lady nasty as hell 🙄 but the song is a hit not gonna lie lol

2fo- AYEEEE!! Shit is FIREEEE!!!

Ace Pro- Put 'em straight to sleep

I don't sell pussy but this ain't cheap (on God) THIS GOTTA BE MY FAVORITE LINE 😭😭

Nemo- Cause she a very freaky girl, she get it from her mama!

Neelam- Y/N is gonna be pissed when she wakes up

Jack looked to see that they had attached your song Muwop featuring Gucci Mane. You had told Jack that you were working on something special with one of your favorite rappers, but it would probably be a while before you released it.

He knew that you two had already shot the video for it and everything.

Apparently it got leaked and that's why Neelam said that you would probably be pissed.

Jack shuffled around for his headphones in his backpack so he could take a listen and peeked over at you and you were still sleeping so he was in the clear. You had wanted for it to be a surprise so even Jack hadn’t heard it yet.

When it got to the chorus, his mouth was hanging wide open.

Cause I'm a very freaky girl (yeah)

Get it from my mama (yeah)

I'm not with the games (nah)

I'm with all the drama (yeah)

Make him give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer (Hummer)

Make him give me brain in the front seat of the Hummer (ayy, yeah, yeah)

Hearing your version of Gucci Mane's I Think I Love Her made his eyes go wide and he was nothing but proud of his girl.

Jack- How the fuck did it get leaked? She's about to have somebody's head and I am too

Neelam- I have no idea! But she might as well release the video too since people have heard it even though I know she probably doesn’t want to

Brandi- Jack you have the task of telling your wife that her song got leaked. Good luck buddy! 👍🏽

Jack- Brandi! No! Why do you always do this!?!

Brandi- Because you're her husband! Duh!

Jack- But you’re her manager! You always make me do your dirty work! 😖

Brandi- I’d rather her kill you than me

Jack- 🙄

Jack had gone back to sleep and woke up around 8:45 to see you staring at him and smiling.

“What you creep?”

“Nothing. You just look so peaceful and I was taking it all in before I start off the day with terrorizing you.”

Jack instantly rolled his eyes before turning completely on his side to face you.

“Have you checked your instagram, stink?”

“No, why?” You asked while reaching for your phone and Jack quickly snatched it away from you.

“Uh babe? Something you want to tell me?” You asked, clearly confused by his actions.

“You’re about to be pissed, I already know.”

“Jack if that sex tape leaked with the both of us I am going to KILL you.”

“No, it’s not that! I’m keeping it safe!”

“Then what is it? Come on, just tell me. It can’t be that bad.”

“Your song got leaked.”

You were quiet for a few minutes before taking a deep breath and looking back up at your husband.

“Which one?” You asked in a defeated voice.

You work so hard on all of your songs so for it to get leaked before you were ready to release it obviously made you feel a type of way.

“Muwop.”

“FUCK! HOW?!?!”

“Babe, I have no idea. PG, Neelam, and Brandi have been blowing up my phone ever since it happened.”

“When did it happen?!”

“Apparently it happened around 4 this morning.”

“I fucking swear…. Can’t have shit!”

“Neelam said it might just be best to release the video for it too since it got leaked.”

“I guess she has a point.”

It was quiet for a few minutes and Jack handed you back your phone so that you could see all of the notifications that you had.

“I’m so fucking annoyed.”

“I know, but…. I can make it better.” Jack said while staring down at you.

“How? Are you going to magically unrelease the song?” You huffed while rolling your eyes.

“Baby girl, I know you’re mad but lose the attitude. I ain’t do shit to you.”

“I’m sorry, I just worked so hard for this.”

“I know, but there’s nothing a little shower sex won’t fix, right?”

“Babe, the last time we did, we almost had to call 911. You almost dropped me.”

“Keyword, almost. But I didn’t drop you and I kept you safe and sound. I just lost my balance a little.”

“And losing your balance a little almost caused my ass to get a concussion.”

“Why you always be bringing up old shit?”

“Jack, that was three days ago.”

“Exactly! Old shit!”

“What am I going to do with you?”

“Nothing, you’re stuck with me.” Jack reached down to kiss your cheek and all you could do was smile.

“I wouldn’t want to be stuck with anyone else, I admit.”

“Now, why you stalling when I could be deep in your guts?”

“Jack it’s almost 9 we don’t have time. We have to leave soon.”

“Shit, I always got time when my wife gets me bricked up.”

“You are literally always bricked up around me. Like a horny little teenage boy.”

“Is there a problem? No one told you to be as fine as you are.”

“OHMYGAWD, stopppppp.” You screamed while hiding in the crook of Jack’s neck.

“Did I say something that wasn’t true? My baby girl is the shit.”

“You just tryna get your dick wet.”

“I’m glad you know, however, I’m speaking facts.”

Just then Jack got a text on his phone from Neelam making sure he was up.

Neelam- We’re leaving in 20 minutes. Make sure the both of you are down here on time.

Jack- We’ll be there

Neelam- Jack, I’m serious. You had us 45 minutes late the other day because of your activities with your wife

Jack- I don’t recall

Neelam- I just don’t know what I’m going to do with the two of you

Jack- nothing because you love us

Neelam- 20 MINUTES!

“Who is that babe?” You curiously asked Jack while throwing the comforter to the side of you in order to attempt to get out of the bed when he immediately pulled you back and hugged you.

“Neelam.”

“Baby, come on, we need to get ready.”

“She said we have twenty minutes to get downstairs.”

“What does she think this is? I can’t be ready that fast.”

“We can if we save water.” Jack said while hugging you and kissing the shell of your ear.

“If I say yes, will you leave me alone?”

“Hmmph, you not gonna want for me to leave you alone when I’m making you cum multiple times.”

“We’re wasting time, Jackman. Let me go.”

“No need to let you go when I can just carry you.”

“Don’t drop me.”

“When have I ever dropped my wife?”

“There’s a first time for everything.”

“I’m going to ignore that. Keep playin with me and I’ll drop your ass right on this floor.”

“Don’t you dare!”

Once in the bathroom, you ran the water as the both of you stripped out of your clothes.

You hopped in first and Jack was right behind you and flinched when the water touched his skin.

“Why the hell do you always make the water feel like we’re at the gates of hell?! It’s too hot!”

“No it’s not! You are such a big baby!”

“Partially correct because I’m your big baby. TURN IT DOWN MAMAS!”

“Like I said, such a big baby.”

You reached around him to turn the knob to the right in an attempt to make the water cooler. After a few seconds, Jack approved.

“See, this is how the water is supposed to be.”

“Will you just hurry up and stick your dick in me so we can get downstairs? Neelam is about to yell and I’m going to tell her that it was 1000% your fault.”

Do not read past this point if you are not 18+

“First off, it takes two. Second, you ready for me, baby?” Jack said as his voice when an octave lower and placed his finger under your chin so that you could look up at him making you whimper.

The flood gates had officially opened between your legs and it wasn’t about to let up anytime soon.

“That isn’t an answer Mrs. Harlow. Speak up.”

“Yes.” You answered as Jack slowly inserted his fingers into you in order to get you ready to take him, making you gasp at the sensation and you hand immediately gripped his bicep.

“Nuh uh, keep them legs spread.”

“But, I am.”

“One of these days, your ass is going to learn to stop running away from me.” Jack scolded while sticking another finger in you.

“I’m… not… running…” You said between breaths as Jack continued to work his magic down below.

“You sure about that? You have moved closer to the back of the shower since I put my fingers in you.” Jack said while smirking and letting out a small laugh.

“Babe…”

“You know better, that’s not my name.”

“Jackkk…..”

“I’ll take my fingers out right now if your ass doesn’t address me properly. Be a good girl and follow directions.”

“Daddy…..”

“That’s what I fucking thought now cum on my fingers.”

Jack increased his pace moving in and out of you and then moved to massage your clit making you breathless.

“Come on pretty girl, I know you’re almost there.”

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shiiiiiit!”

“And there it is.”

Jack continued to finger you as you rode out your high. Once he felt like you had recovered enough, he smirked down at you leaving you confused.

“Jump.”

“Jackman, I swear if you drop me….”

“You want this dick or not? I said jump.”

You did as you were told and Jack was holding you firmly underneath both of your thighs as your back was against the wall.

He lined himself up with your entrance and slowly slid into you making the both of you moan at the sensation.

Your hands immediately went into his now curly and wet hair as he began mercilessly pounding into you as you hid in the crook of his neck and biting down to muffle your screams.

That was definitely about to leave a mark, but you didn’t care in the slightest and you know Jack didn’t either.

You decided to put another one on the opposite side so that it would match.

At this point you knew it had been way past twenty minutes and it was only a matter of time when Neelam would come looking for the two of you.

“Nah, baby don’t hide that shit, you better let this entire floor know how good I’m making you feel. Let me hear you.” Jack softly whispered in your ear and you complied, not being able to hold it in any longer.

“FUCKKKK!”

“Look at my pretty girl taking all of my dick.”

Jack adjusted his hands underneath your thighs to make sure that he didn’t drop you and went right back to pounding into you.

“Babe… I’m….”

“Close? I already know, I am too. Cum on daddy’s dick baby girl.”

Your nails were now scratching down Jack’s back which you knew he loved when you did, earning multiple moans from him.

One thing you never got tired of was hearing your husband being vocal as he was pounding into you.

All it took was four more thrusts before the both of you came, Jack’s cum splattering all over your chest and stomach.

Jack was still holding onto you as his face was planted in your neck placing kisses all over it as he was trying to recover.

When he was finally standing upright away from you, you simply reached down to place one of your breasts in your mouth and began licking off all the cum Jack left behind instantly making him hard all over again.

“Shit, mamas. Be a good girl and get all of it. You look so pretty covered in my cum.”

You did as you were told, before Jack suddenly dropped to his knees, but was still holding you up leaving you confused.

“Babe, what…”

“Doesn’t your song say you’re a very freaky girl and something about me giving you brain in the front seat of the hummer? I mean we’re not in the car but….”

Jack took one long lick across your folds making you shudder and you just knew you were about to cum again right then and there.

“I don’t know if….”

“Yes, you can. We about to get yelled at anyway, so we might as well make it worth it.”

“I guess I can’t argue with that.”

“Keeping them fucking legs spread.”

“Yes daddy.”

Jack began lapping at your folds at a quick pace and slowly made his way to suck on your clit which made you absolutely lose it.

“Fuckkk, oh my…. Oh my gosh… fuck… don’t stop…. Don’t stop…”

Your hands were tangled in his hair pulling at his curls which only made him increase his pace knowing how it was only a matter of time before he would make you cum in his mouth.

Not even a minute later, you let out the most ear piercing scream as you came into his mouth and Jack continued to lap at your folds almost making you collapse to the floor of the shower.

If he hadn’t been holding you up, you sure enough would have.

“I just knew you were about to pull my hair out.” Jack said while smirking up at you.

“Shut up.”

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The two of you were finally dressed as there was a knock on your hotel room door.

Jack answered it to see that it was Neelam with her arms crossed.

“What did I say?! 20 minutes! It has now been AN HOUR.”

You immediately laughed as you slipped on your black and pink New Balance sneakers as Jack couldn’t do anything but smirk.

“Well, we both had to get ready and you know baby girl is not about to be ready in 20 minutes.”

“I am so done with the both of you. Like seriously. You two couldn’t wait until later?”

“How do you know we were doing anything, Nee? We could’ve just laid down and lost track of time.”

“You seriously expect me to believe that shit? With the track record that you two have? If fucking was an olympic sport the both of you would get gold every four years.”

This led to the two of you busting out laughing as Neelam still had a serious look on her face.

“Look, be downstairs in TEN MINUTES.”

“We’re coming, Nee.”

Without another word, Neelam closed the door behind her and you and Jack continued to laugh at what she had just said.

“She probably has a point. No one is beating us in that category.” You said smiling up at your husband who then reached down to plant a kiss on your nose.

“They definitely aren’t. I mean who else can go almost ten rounds without getting tired?”

“That was the day we had those damn energy drinks. I felt that shit the next morning though. I couldn’t move.”

“Worth it though.”

“It definitely was.”

“Oh, and baby girl?”

“Yes, smush?”

“I made sure not to drop you.” Jack looked down at you and simply smirked while you rolled your eyes.

“Hmm, I guess that calls for a reward of some sort after our show tonight.”

“Say less!”

“Name it, baby.”

“Hmm, you always look so pretty when I face fuck you.”

“Consider it done.”

“Oh, and one more thing!”

“What’s that?”

“Next time, I want you to ride my face in the shower.”

“JACK!”

“What?!? What’d I say?!”

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y/ninsta: the secret is out I guess soooo..... go and enjoy Muwop featuring Gucci Mane!!!!

laflare1017: had a blast doing this with you!

y/ninsta: laflare1017 it was a dream come true for me! can’t thank you enough!

jackharlow: cause she a very freaky girl 😏

urbanwyatt: get it from her momma

Shloob_: She not with the games

Acepro: she with all the drama

quiiso: make Jack give her brain in the front seat of the hummer!!

2forwoyne: make Jack give her brain in the front seat of the hummer!!

urbanwyatt: I heard neelamthadhani tore into yall this morning 😂

neelamthadhani: they made us an hour and twenty minutes late!!

jackharlow: look my baby needed to be taken care of!

y/ninsta: jackharlow thank you daddy 😏

urbanwyatt: NO! CUT IT OUT!

lilnasx: I knew jackharlow had a daddy kink!

y/ninsta: lilnasx he has a lot more too 😉

druski2funny: y/ninsta like what?!?!

y/ninsta: druski2funny a lady never tells

druski2funny: y/ninsta lies because you definitely be tellin the sex stories

y/ninsta: druski2funny just for that I ain’t tellin you shit!

neelamthadhani: I told them that if fucking was an olympic sport, they would take home the gold every four years

saweetie: NEELAMMMMM I AM SCREAMINGGGGG 😂🤣

2forwoyne: she not lyin tho

quiiso: they asses be at it morning, noon, and night

y/ninsta: LIES!!

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta would you like me to pull receipts?

jackharlow: yall just jealous

y/ninsta: exactly!

jackharlow: y/ninsta soooo what that mouth do? 😏

neelamthadhani: will you two quit it?! my room is right next to yours!

y/ninsta: jackharlow a whole lot daddy, come find out!

urbanwyatt: neelamthadhani now you know how I feel all the time 🙄

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pipipyuni · 1 year

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Hiii💗 are you able to write a oneshot/scenario of human!Jake x FEM! Scientist! reader?( Their already dating btw) you can ignore this if you'd like,there's just barley any human Jake on here😭 Thank you!

All Mine, Forever and Always

wc: 830

gender: fem

cw(s): decent amount of cursing, mentions of (unintentionally) not eating

pairing: human!jake sully x human!reader

an: i hope you enjoy this short little thing! i definitely had fun writing it, that's for sure!!

content can be read below the cut!

There’s an evident pout on your lips as you slump against the lab table. “I just don’t get it!” You sigh dramatically, picking your head up when Norm scolds you for nearly knocking down some test tubes containing some local fauna.

You hold up three fingers to his face, “Three years! It took me three years in college to learn a language! And it only took you, what, a month?!”

Jake snorts, rolling over to your side of the table to place a kiss on your temple while his hand rubs soothing circles into your back, “Two months, actually.” You let out a groan at his obvious displays of faux sympathy.

“Don’t pity me, Sully!” You scowl at him, but lay your head on his shoulder regardless. He’s gotten thinner, you note offhandedly, gaze drifting to his unshaven jaw. His cheeks are sunken and his eyebags have grown darker since you’d last checked.

Before you can comment on his appearance, he barks out a laugh, “Guess I’m just better at learning languages than you.” Now it’s your turn to laugh, playfully shoving at his shoulder as you stand to stretch your tight muscles.

“Nah, maybe you’re just a shit teacher. If I had a teacher like Neytiri, I’m sure I’d learn Na’vi twice as fast as you.”

“I’m pretty sure you’d just complain to me about her like you did back in college.”

“No, I wouldn’t–”

“It would go something like: ‘How was I supposed to know that door and shit had the same spelling?!’” He flailed his hands dramatically, unironically imitating the exact reaction you had just a few years prior.

“...Do they though?”

He gives you an odd look in response.

Sticking your tongue out at him, you make your way over to the fridge. It’s painfully empty and the only thing worthwhile is a half-eaten tube of food with Norm’s name scrawled messily on a crumpled yellow sticky note on top.

“Hey Norm,” you call out, eyes never leaving the tube in search of any signs of mold or decay. The man in question hums in response. “It alright if I take this?” He looks up with a raised brow, lips parted in silent protest when he sees the food held haphazardly in your palm. He can only sigh once he sees your worried gaze focused on none other than Jake.

He swallows the complaints bubbling within his throat, “Yeah, it’s fine.” He could survive a day or two without food.

Would it be painful?

Yes, absolutely, but he can’t bear to see you hunched over Jake’s link pod, checking his breathing, his vitals–everything, really, when he goes for hours on end in his avatar body, only to return for a brief moment before being off again.

He can’t help but watch the two of you fondly, though his nose wrinkles when you place an audible kiss on Jake’s forehead.

Jake merely rolls his eyes at Norm’s aversion to your affection, turning his gaze back to you in a silent plea. You comply happily with a chaste kiss to his admittedly chapped lips. Their still his though, and that’s all that matters.

You find it funny that his nose still crinkles when he takes a bite from the tube. He nearly spits it out, but one stern glare from you has him reluctantly swallowing the tasteless substance.

“The hell is this anyway?” He mumbles when the tube is finally empty after what feels like an eternity (it had really only been about two minutes). You offer a shrug, managing to snag the packaging back from his clenched fist.

“Says it's…Peach flavor?” You lick your lips as your brows furrow in a mix of amusement and confusion, “Didn’t know these things came with flavors.”

“No wonder it tastes like ass.” You stare at him for a moment. He stares back knowingly. Small giggles fall past your lips at first, followed swiftly by peels of hearty laughter.

As you laugh at his elementary-level remark, Jake takes a moment to admire your features. He watches your shoulders shake, and how the curve of your smile is so wide he’s almost worried it’ll split your face in two. He watches the way your chest heaves for gasps of air, even though he knows his joke wasn’t funny enough to warrant this kind of reaction. But, most of all, he watches as the hand-crafted ring glints beneath the early Pandoran sun when you lift your hand up to quell your fit of laughter.

How could someone like him ever manage to land someone as brilliant and beautiful as you?

“Maybe Neytiri is right, you really are a skxawng, you know that?”

Jake rolls his eyes playfully, smiling proudly at your pronunciation before pulling you by the shoulder into his side and mumbling lowly into the crown of your head, “But I’m you’re skxawng, right?”

Nuzzled comfortably against him, you can’t help the small, breathless laugh that falls from your lips, “Mhm…All mine.”

©pyuni 2022 — do not copy, steal, repost, or translate any of my works on tumblr or any other site

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cat3ch1sm · 2 years

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⛪️~ okay i just KNOW gojo is the type of mf to fake moan out of fuckin nowhere while you’re on a call with someone else. like this bitch is just that annoying.

regular college au?? gojo is an upperclassman but everyone else is the same age👍🏾

sfw-ish? just crack basically 😭

“I have no fucking clue what’s going on.”

You, Nobara, Itadori, and Megumi were on a video call with one another via computers, working on a very long geometry packet that your professor had assigned the day before. You and Megumi were the only ones getting anywhere, but admittedly, it was mildly difficult for you to understand as well- so Nobara and Itadori were beyond lost.

“Me neither,” Itadori whined hopelessly, and you saw his head fall out of the camera frame as he dropped it on his desk forlornly. “I’m just gonna have to fail. I’m totally finished.”

You sighed exaggeratedly, rolling your eyes to the ceiling before looking back at the grainy images of the pitiful Itadori, the exasperated Nobara and the perpetually disinterested Megumi. “Oh, my god. Guys. Seriously, try and stay with me here?” You gestured to your notes spread out in front of the camera for your friends to reference. “An attempt at anything on this assignment would be nice.”

“Yeah, no, we’re past that point,” Nobara deadpanned. “Do these teachers get a kick out of torturing us or what?”

“No, they don’t,” Megumi answered swiftly, his voice somehow more apathetic-sounding over his microphone. “Now if you’d just listen to my or Y/N’s explanation instead of whining about how hard this is, I’d appreciate it. You both know the formula for the midpoint, right?”

Only feedback from either student’s mics. You resisted the urge to slap yourself in the forehead. Megumi, however, seemed unfazed.

“Right. It’s xm, ym equals x1 plus x2-“

“Are you trying to kill me?” Itadori finally sat up, pink hair tangled all over his head.

“I… didn’t even finish telling you what the formula is.”

“Um… nah.” Nobara waved a hand dismissively at the camera, and Megumi rolled his dark eyes. “Anyways, gonna go play in traffic. Anyone down to join me?”

You blinked and made a face at Nobara. “Wha- you’re not even giving it a chance?”

“Nope. My brain clocked out hours ago.”

You blew out some air and were about to say something else before you heard the door open behind you, and you noticed Gojo Satoru, your roommate, walk into the frame of your video. “Oh, hey, Gojo,” you greeted him, a little absently.

“Hey, Y/N! On a call?” He leaned way down over your shoulder, prompting you to grimace and move to the side some while he shoved his entire face into the camera. “Hi, guys! What’re you doing?”

Itadori lifted his head from his arms to reply in an agonized tone, “Dying,” before dropping back down with an alarmingly loud thud on his desk.

Megumi pursed his lips in annoyance before acknowledging Gojo. “We’re trying to finish some math homework. Unfortunately, Y/N and I are the only ones putting in an ounce of effort.”

“I refuse to waste my effort on this bullshit,” Nobara added nonchalantly, and you saw her fly in and out of the frame on her swivel chair.

“Yeah, okay, Nobara. I suppose this is pretty self-explanatory,” you sighed, limply gesturing to your computer screen. “We’re getting nowhere and it’s been like, two hours.”

Gojo smirked in amusement before backing up from your screen. “Sucks to suck. See ya!” And with that, he disappeared to the back of the dorm.

“Well, that was a waste of time,” you muttered, propping your forehead up on your fingers. “Maybe we should just-“

And then you heard it.

A muffled but not muffled enough sound from the bathroom- and a very explicit one at that. It was a long, continuous sound at first, and then it was a breathless series of the same noise. Your eyes flew wide open the second you heard it- mostly because it sounded so forced and fake that you knew exactly what the cause of it was. Unfortunately, you reacted too late, and you only realized it when the video call went dead silent.

Nobara had reappeared in front of the camera, her eyes the size of frying pans and a manicured hand cupped over her mouth. Itadori had his head lifted from his arms only so you could see his wide eyes, and Megumi looked way more annoyed than usual.

Meanwhile, your jaw was dropped and a furious blush spread across your cheeks, and as if expecting to see something horrible, you slowly turned your head to stare at the direction from which the sound had come from.

It was silent for a second before explosive laughter erupted from your dorm bathroom, undoubtedly from Gojo, who thought his little joke had been absolutely hilarious. You abruptly snapped out of your trance, yelling furiously at him, but his laughter only grew louder with every word you said.

“I am logging off right this second.” Megumi’s image vanished from the screen with a low notification sound, and Itadori started laughing as well while Nobara was still in the exact same stance as she had been before.

“Tell me he’s faking.” Nobara’s voice was muted behind her hand.

“Fuck. He is. I swear he is,” you replied hurriedly, eyes darting from the door to the bathroom in hopes that nobody else had just heard that obnoxiously loud fake moan. “Gojo! Are you fucking kidding? What the hell- okay, no way we can save this video call, guys.” You dropped your head into your palms, shaking it slowly in disgust. All you’d wanted to do was work on the damn math homework. “Really. Just hang up or something- while I kill Gojo.”

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f10werfae · 2 years

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A Week in the life of THE EVANS

Pairing: Husband! Chris Evans × Gothic! Reader

Word count: 1,729

Summary: Y/n and Chris show off their new marriage, the only way they know how, via youtube

Warnings: none

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Requests are open!

Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

“Hi babies, this week is a very special week, because I know you guys have been very excited for this!” I smiled holding up my vlogging camera, my jet black hair and visible piercings shining in the light.

“So as you know, Chris and I just got married a few months ago, and there have been soooooo many comments asking about the differences in our aesthetics and how we make it work”

Walking over to Chris who was sitting on our bed, I put my cheek to his as I squeezed him tightly squealing in the process. His arms going around my waist to catch me.

“Chris and I are going to show you part of our week, well just the interesting parts anyway, SO STAY TUNED BABIES!!” With Chris and I both waving into the camera, I shut it off, feeling Chris relax and pull me closer so I was on his lap.

(DAY 1 - HUSBAND PICKS MY CLOTHES?!)

“Hey guys so today, i’m on the way to the mall to go see Chris because he said something urgent came up” I said to the camera as I walked to the mall after locking my car, obviously getting strange looks from randomers around me.

“Now where is this hunk of a man… AH THERE HE IS” I flipped the camera to show Chris standing by a clothes shop, waving frantically at me in his stupid disguise of a hat and sunglasses.

“Awk isn’t he just adorable?” I pouted, walking over to him, the camera on my face.

“Hey baby, what’d you need me for” Chris' arms pulled me in for a hug, his lips going to their usual place on my temple.

“Well, I found some of these clothes, thought they’d look nice on ya”

He said excitedly, bringing me to the back of the store, collecting the garments he had hidden behind other clothes.

“You’re such a sneak baby, hiding those clothes for me?”

“Of course, can’t let anyone steal 'em off ya”

“Okay hold on to the camera while I go try these on ok?”

“Gotcha” With a quick kiss, Chris had now turned into the vlogger, the camera at a weird angle as he figured out how to flip the camera

“Ah there we go, now you can see me”

Trying on the first black mini tennis skirt, it already had a thick built in belt which had a buckle, the thick denim fitting snug around my waist accentuating my body's curves.

“Alright you ready hun?” I asked through the changin room curtains

“As ready as I’ll ever be”

Stepping out of the changing room, I did a half twirl to show him the back of the skirt, his jaw dropping as the camera dropped to his side.

“Now you are one hot chick”

“CHRIS!”

“Am not lyin babe, those would look great with the boots I got you from Dollskill”

“You are so right”

“Bend over though, let me see if it’s too short” He smirked at me

“You are such an ass, don’t forget we’re still filming by the way hun”

Comments:

Chrisevansleftboob: Get yourself a man that SHOPS FOR YOU 😭😭

Marvelgal681: How can I have such a big crush on two people

Y/nsteponme: NAH BECAUSE THAT COULDA BEEN ME!!

Captaingothchick: Are we all thinkin the same thing as to how the video ended 😃😏

(DAY 2- OUR EXPERIENCE WITH PIERCINGS)

(Chris' P.O.V)

“Hey guys Chris Evans here, now I am so thankful for such an amazing outcome for Y/n's first vlog with us. So today I wanted to be in charge, so come with me as we go annoy Y/n”

Walking towards the bathroom, I saw my gorgeous wife, adorning a black tank top and the black mini skirt from yesterday. It was taking me everything in my system to not lay a hand on that ass, my gosh.

“Chris are you filming?” Y/n asked looking at me in the camera, one soapy eye open as she was taking off her makeup.

“Yes bub, thought I’d film our routine that we do every first Tuesday of the month”

“hmm alright, do you wanna get the saline solution out”

Once I set the camera up on the tripod, I walked to our drawers and pulled out the saline solution and tissues, laying them out nicely on the counter.

“Okay baby, you ready” I asked looking down as I stood behind her, my hands settled on her waist.

“Mhm, you know what ones to do right?”

“Yes ma'am”

Turning her towards me, I lifted her tank top up to her breast, revealing her white belly button piercing.

Getting down onto my knees, I kissed her stomach softly, before unscrewing the ball and removing the bar; putting it onto the widespread tissue.

“1 Down, lots to go” I whispered to myself

Standing up to face her again, she smiled up at me adorably, my next point of action was her nose ring. Kissing her nose cutely, I manoeuvred the ring out and took the stud out that was on the other side.

“Ok hair up baby” After she had pulled her hair into a makeshift ponytail, I skilfully removed her industrial, helix and earlobe piercings. As the sound of metal clanking filled the room along with my random kisses

I just can’t control myself when it comes to her.

“Alright guys, that’s all we can show on camera, but her nipples and Christina are next on the list”

“CHRIS YOU CANT SAY THAT”

With a wink I shut off the camera, already seeing my wife revealing her breasts to me to take out her bars.

“Hell I love you” I growled pulling her in

Comments:

Rabbit991: YALL THE CHRISTINA PIERCING IS LIT A PIERCING ON HER COOCHIE? I KNEW THIS COUPLE WAS SPICY AS HELL

Y/nfangirl: Okay but where did she find a guy that is willingly to do stuff like this?

ScottyEvans: You guys gross me out, KEEP IT TO THE BEDROOM COME ON😝

-> Y/nEvans: Dont worry dear brother, we did eventually 🦇

——> Marvelgal681: IM CHOKING RIGHT NOW

(DAY 3- ALL TATTED UP)

(Y/n's P.O.V)

“Hey my babies, today i’m at my friend Stacy's tattoo parlour because newsflash i’m getting a new tat”

“ what about this one?” Chris said off to the side, he was helping me choose the design

“Actually baby, I was hoping you’d design my tat”

“WAIT WHAT” Chris said now appearing in frame, his face paralysed in shock.

“Yeah here’s the drawing pad, just get to it man” Stacy smiles handing over her pad and pen, Chris' shaking hands taking them in

“Ok but the catch is bub, I don’t see it until it’s done” I smiled devilishly, his mouth dropping even further.

“I can’t believe this, i didn’t know this marriage would be so short lived” Chris chuckled turning his back to me as her started scribbling, deciding to leave him to it I just started updating the camera on my future streaming and video schedules

(A Few hours later)

“Ok bub i’m ready to see it”

“Listen before we do this, know that I love you very much and there’s a reason that I didn’t go to art school” Chris said nuzzling his head into my neck, careful to avoid the new tat on my ribcage directly underneath my breast

“i’ll love it either way hun, believe me” Cupping his face in my hands I kissed his nose before turning to the side.

Chris' hands went to pull the bandage off and once I saw what had been put on me, I just burst into tears

“Wait are you crying, baby i’m so sorry it was stupid i know” Chris rushed out, pulling my head to his chest as I let out tiny cries.

“I l-love it” I sniffled peering up at him, knowing damn well my eyeliner was probably halfway down my face.

The tattoo was the perfect size, a tiny cartoon version of dodger in a ghost costume.

Comments:

Monkeynuts26: Ok but that tattoo is actually amazing, looks like he can draw

Evansfam123: I SWEAR DODGER IS LIKE THEIR SON ITS TOO MUCH FOR MY HEART 😭

Jessicaburns_: Ok maybe I can let go of my crush for chris evans. JUST FOR HER

tigerstrip: NO BUT IMAGINE HOW THEIR BABY ROOM WOULD TURN OUT AND THE BABYS CLOTHES

—-> Y/nlovesbats: I NEED TO SEE THAT ASAP

(DAY 4- DYE OR DIE)

“Hey babies, today i’m dying my hair to a cotton candy pin-“

“Hey I thought I was doing it” Chris pouted, already mixing the chemicals behind me, blue latex gloves struggling to hold themselves together around his hands.

“Yes baby you are don’t worry” I reassured tilting my head back, tapping my fingers lightly on the bathroom counter

“Okay get your towel around you honey, and let me get into the zone”

“You do know what you’re doing hub right?”

“Of course baby, did you not see how I cut Scott's hair last time?” He said acting offended

“Sorry sorry, I love you” I sneaked out watching as cheeses out a smile but still trying to hold together his poker face.

“oo thats cold” I shivered, the first slap of dye being combed and brushed through my hair, at the sound of my complaint, Chris' free warm hand instantly rubbed up and down comfortingly creating heat.

“Ok now that i’ve covered your hair in it, how long do we wait?”

“I’ll jus let you know baby, I know you’re DYING to get back to your football” Laughing out from my pun, I stood up to press a hot kiss to his lips only to hear him groan when he realised some of the dye had transformed to him

“You’re lucky I love your sweet ass”

Comments:

Buckyforme: DID NO ONE ELSE PEEP THE PREGNANCY TEST BOX IN THE TRASH? DO WE HAVE AN EVANS BABY?

-> Diamondssky: YOO I WAS THINKING THAT TOO, IT SEEMS PRETTY RECENT SINCE ITS AT THE TOP

Evansfam123: Ok but get you someone that looks at you the way they look at each other, they’re for real soulmates

Feverrush: anyone else remember when Chris turned up to Kimmel with painted nail extensions BECAUSE HE LET Y/N PRACTICE ON HIS ASS

Tubbishlove: Ok but that pregnancy test is STARING AT US IN THE EYES

#chris evans imagine #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #romance #chris evans #chris evans oneshot

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sinnaminttoast · 5 months

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Monarchal Summit…SPOILERS FOR PART THREE

I’m back on my bullshit to give you my reactions/thoughts on this video.

First of all I want to establish…HOW MUCH I LOVE PORTER SOLAIRE! Literally argue with someone else cause I refuse to change my mind on him 😍 he’s such a sassy man and I just…omg 🤭

If there’s one thing Porter Solaire will do…he will give his one liners

I haven’t gotten this giddy over a character since Gavin’s second love confession video. (Tbh also Hush…BUT I DONT NEED YA’LL JUDGING MY TASTES ON THIS POST! 😭 tbh I should talk about like my top five or seven characters…?)

I also never thought I’d hear him say “clout” but here we are.

Tbh, I’m not completely surprised Porter killed Alexander. He had the time to do it. Now my question is…He never told Asher that he was the one to push Sweetheart out of the room but maybe it was him? He also just never explained where tf he got that demon blood.

SO WHAT IF VEGA— *gunshots*

But omg…ya’ll this game is a MESS! All of the houses just do not give a fuck…AND ME TOO! FUCK BOTH OF THOSE BITCHES!

I don’t know if William fully thought this through though. Maybe he did but this kinda leaves a bad look on Vincent and Lovely. He already had no experience in hosting the summit. He was told to host the summit and THEN was told he had to deal with Porter. He was stressed OUT

And even at the summit, he gets treated like the naive kid who knows nothing.

I Can see why Vincent is upset. I’ll give him a slight pass since the only murder he’s ever committed was Adam and that was purely because he had broken vampiric laws? Customs? I forget the word. Anyways, he’s always been the type to just want normalcy. As much of it as he can have ever since he lost his humanity.

So to find out that the people you are around have blood on their hands and that there’s been a game going on unbeknownst to you…oof. My man has also been stressed the fuck out the days following up to the summit AND on the day of the summit…can’t say I blame him.

BUT WHEN PORTER SAID WILLIAM SEES VINCENT AS HIS CHILD???

Why would you say that? PEOPLE ARE CRAZY PORTER! 😭

William has quite the way of….doing things? But just because he ate this one little thing DOESNT MEAN I forgot what Dean wright said in the first video of the summit.

I’m not trusting we’re safe from Quinn and his friends UNTIL I HEAR HE’S DEAD!

AND ANOTHER THING—

Porter I’m so sorry sweetie for what you’ve been through 🙁

But not him just leaving and saying “I love my voice and all but I am tired after committing a bit of murder. Good night 🫶☺️”

He was also just getting tired of repeating shit 😭 like he was about to whack Vincent if he had to repeat “Closeknit and House of Bennett work together. Both bad. Me kill Alexander. Society = safe.”

Anyways…that’s all I have I think?? Oh and Lovely! I’m sure they’re pissed off about Vincent being hurt and how he was treated over all. Like…they just had their business all aired out and now their partner is just…hurt.

Is William a bad guy? Nah, I don’t totally disagree with him killing those two fucks. However, I wonder if he thinks this won’t bite him in the ass?

Idk..hopefully this does start leading to Closeknit’s downfall CAUSE I NEED THEM GONE

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted monarchal summit #redacted william #redacted lovely #redacted porter #redacted vincent #idk..thoughts #i hate my brain

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staygoldwriting · 2 years

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I thought of a cute idea but idk if Eddie and reader should be super close (friends to lovers) or have only spoke here and there (strangers to lovers) 😫 but it’s the last day of highschool (before graduation—Eddie’s 3rd round of senior year your 1st round) you’ve been having friends you’re close to sign your yearbook all day and you catch up to eddie last because you saved a whole page for him because he’s the most important too you.

Okay, this one brought me so much joy!!! Ugh, this is sooo fluffy, I hope you're all prepared for it 😭❤️

Word count: ~2.6k

Warnings: fluff, friends to lovers!

For @harrys-tittie 💕

🎓 Third Time's the Charm

“I can’t believe we’re done!”

Robin pulled you into her side as you two hugged, the final bell of your high school career ringing in the distance. As you two jumped around, Eddie, your best friend since childhood, joined the group hug.

“You see, this is why it took me three rounds to graduate! I just wanted to celebrate with you,” he winked, then gave you an innocent kiss on your head. “You too, Buckley.”

“I’m glad you’re here,” you smiled. “Both of you! And I can’t wait to graduate with you two and then have the most epic summer of our lives!”

“Oh! I need to grab my yearbook,” Robin said as she rushed to her locker.

“Did you get a yearbook this year?” you asked Eddie.

“Nah, I’d rather not have the reminder,” he shrugged. “Besides, the only part I want to remember is you, and we’re friends for life, so…” he trailed off, giving you a wide smile. You smiled back at him weakly.

Friends for life. Just friends. You couldn’t remember exactly when you started to look at Eddie differently, but what stung the most was that he never saw you in any other light than his “kid friend,” his buddy that was basically a sibling to him. Throughout nearly a decade and a half of friendship, Eddie always made you feel safe and secure, but his platonic consistency poked at you. You showed up together at middle school dances “as friends,” he beat up the boys who commented on your looks, and when he asked you to prom, he had already gathered a group for you both to join.

Eddie was oblivious, but he cared for you. For years, that had been enough, but recently, it seemed like Eddie had no idea just how special he was to you. He sometimes felt you act a little distant, but there was always an excuse: a lot of homework, a bad day at work, a teacher was being mean, your siblings were driving you crazy…

Or, you were in love with your best friend and had no clue how to tell him because it would totally wreck your relationship. A relationship that made him so happy.

“Y/N?”

“What, yeah?” you said quickly, trying to refocus on Eddie.

“Do you wanna go out tonight?” he asked shyly. Your heart fluttered.

“Yeah, I’d love to, Eddie,” you blushed.

“Okay, cool. Yeah, um, my uncle, he wanted to take me out to celebrate, and he said I should invite you, so, if that’s okay with you, I’d really like you to come.”

You felt a tear sting your eye as your hope fizzled out, but fought it to celebrate your best friend who had worked so hard to finally graduate. You thought of Wayne and how proud he must be of his boy. Of course you were going to go. After all, no one matters more to you than Eddie.

“I wouldn’t miss it, Eddie,” you smiled, hugging him tighter than usual. “I really am so proud of you.”

Eddie was a bit surprised, but his arms wrapped around you warmly, pulling you closer to him. His hugs were comforting, familiar, and always welcome. He had a habit of squeezing you into his chest, regardless of the hug’s purpose. Whether it was an enthusiastic scoop of a bear hug or a tight, stress-relieving embrace, an “Eddie hug” was your personal cure-all.

“Well, you know what they say, third time's a charm," he joked. "But I really am proud of you too, Y/N/N. I love ya, girl,” he said, rubbing your back.

“Love ya too.”

“I’m back, I’m back!” Robin scrambled in, pens spilling out of her hands. She splayed her book and pens on a desk, then stepped back.

“Wow, Rob, that’s a lot!” you laughed.

“I have to have options for all my adoring fans,” she joked. “Here, find a spot and sign!”

You and Eddie stood side-by-side as you wrote Robin a note. Eddie drew a few creatures along with a short message, and you decided to keep it simple with a longer note.

“Done,” Eddie smiled, then held his hands out to show his masterpiece. You finished shortly after and smiled at your mutual work.

“Thanks, you guys,” Robin said, grabbing her book. “Gosh, I’m going to miss you guys so much!”

“Hey hey, we still have the summer!” you argued.

“Well, actually,” Robin smiled awkwardly, “my parents are taking me on a big road trip. I’m leaving right after graduation.”

“Aw, Rob!” you cried, hugging her tightly. “I can’t believe you’re leaving so soon!”

“I know, I know, but we’ll just have to visit each other when we settle into school and work! In the meantime, Eddie, take care of our girl, okay?”

“Always,” he smiled, hugging you both. “And let’s hang out every night until graduation, okay? Y/N and I have something tonight, but maybe after?”

“We could have a movie night at my place, my parents wouldn’t mind if it’s just you two,” you offered.

“That would be great, but what are you two doing tonight?” Robin asked suspiciously.

“We’re having dinner with my uncle,” Eddie said, throwing an arm around your shoulder. “Nothing too special.”

“Well, you two have fun, I’ll see you guys! Steve told me he’s taking me out, so I’ll call your place later, Y/N, okay?” Robin said.

“Okay,” you smiled, and Robin rushed out.

“Nothing special?” you questioned Eddie in mock offense.

“I couldn’t let her in on our secret,” Eddie teased, still holding you. “Come on, I’ll drive you home from school one last time.”

You always loved your drives with Eddie, music blasting, windows open, and you two were almost always laughing. Today felt a little different, nostalgic. You leaned outside your window, gazing out at the trees and feeling the breeze. As you pulled up to a red light, Eddie looked over at you, smiling sweetly. You smiled back at him, and he gently held your hand. You felt your heartbeat quicken. You couldn’t count how many times you had held Eddie’s hand, but the added emotion and bittersweet circumstances erupted new feelings. You moved closer to him, leaning on his arm, holding it with your other hand. You both sighed as Eddie drove on.

“I can’t believe we’re never going to make this drive again,” you said sadly.

“Well, we can always go back to Hawkins High and drive home for kicks,” Eddie chuckled. You smiled as you felt his chest shake with laughter.

“Deal,” you said. “Hey, will you sign my yearbook after dinner?”

“Sure thing. How about when we go back to my place, we can stop at the old field, how does that sound?”

“Perfect.”

-🎓-

The Munson men weren’t wealthy in any capacity, but they always made sure to look their absolute best when the occasion called for it. You three were only going to the local steakhouse, but Eddie informed you that he and Wayne would be dressing up, “including jackets,” so you decided to wear one of your fancier dresses for the night. You chose a dark blue tulle one that had skinny straps, black polka dots, and matching flats. You kept your makeup and your hair simple so that it wouldn’t look too fancy, then went downstairs to wait for Eddie. When he arrived, he came inside as usual, then talked with your parents as they congratulated him.

“Hey, Eddie,” you smiled, emerging from the living room.

“Well, hey there, bud,” he grinned. “Ready to go?”

“Yep, let me just grab my yearbook. Bye you guys,” you waved as you joined Eddie.

As you two walked out to the van, Wayne was leaning up against it. He and Eddie were both in their best: white button-ups, black jackets and slacks, and their dress shoes.

“Hey, missy!” Wayne smiled, opening his arms for a hug. “Congratulations on finishing high school! Great job, kiddo,” he beamed at you.

“Thanks, Wayne, I’m glad Eddie’s here for it too! Even though it took him three tries,” you teased.

“I love that wit! And you look beautiful tonight! Eddie, have you told Y/N how pretty she looks tonight?”

“Um, no,” Eddie said shyly, blushing.

“Well, you should,” he said, clapping a hand on Eddie’s shoulder. “I’ll take the back.”

Eddie’s ears reddened as he smiled awkwardly at you. Wayne climbed into the backseat as Eddie walked you to your side, holding the door.

“You, um…” he started, but you held your hand up.

“You don’t need to feel pressure to say anything, Eddie, don’t worry about it,” you tried to say casually, then sat down. Eddie sighed, closing the door. You took a deep breath as you tried to compel yourself, but your lip quaked a few times.

Dinner itself was wonderful. Wayne wanted to spoil you both, so he told you to “pick without looking at any prices,” and he asked for root beer floats for you both.

“I really can’t tell you two how proud I am,” Wayne said as he shook his head. “And to think that when I first got custody of Eddie, that little tiny girl in pigtails that wanted to splash around in the kiddie pool out back would become his lifelong best friend. Shoot, I still can’t believe it.”

“I know, it’s been great growing up together,” you smiled, bumping Eddie’s shoulder.

“It sure has,” he smiled back. “I couldn’t think of a better person to share my life with.”

“So, Y/N, what’s in the cards for your future? You gonna stay closeby? I’m not sure Eddie could take it if you didn’t. I mentioned the possibility to him the other day, and the boy almost cried! I myself can’t imagine you two apart.”

“I didn’t almost cry,” Eddie muttered, his ears turning red again.

“I’ve cried a lot over the idea,” you said casually, encouraging Eddie to accept his emotions. “I cried when your first graduation was coming up cuz I didn’t know how I was going to get through high school without you. When you told me you failed history, I don’t think I’ve ever felt happier! That is, until you did it again,” you smirked. “But I don’t plan on going anywhere, so I’ll still be around to hang out with you both!”

“Good, I’m glad,” Wayne smiled, then nudged Eddie.

“Sorry,” Eddie smiled. “I’m really happy you’re staying too. It wouldn’t be Hawkins without my girl,” he said, rubbing your arm.

“Yup, your girl,” you said bitterly. Eddie didn’t notice, but Wayne cocked his head to the side, furrowing his brows. You looked at him for a moment, and he nodded solemnly, then smiled and chuckled to himself.

“Well, just be prepared, kids. I hear lots of things can change after high school.”

-🎓-

After dinner, the three of you drove back to Eddie’s house. While driving, Eddie seemed distracted. Wayne’s comment had his head spinning, and he felt confused. What did Wayne mean? Did he know something? Eddie played out all the possibilities in his mind, but they all ended up concluding that your friendship was over, that something was going to drive you two apart. You, however, took Wayne’s comment as encouragement and advice. Maybe it was about time that Eddie knew how you felt. So much change surrounded you both, so what could one more little change do? Forget it; it would be the biggest change imaginable.

You dropped Wayne off at the trailer, then drove a little way down to the field. You and Eddie would always open up the back of his van and stargaze, talking about life and your dreams. When you two were little, you used to take a blanket with you, so the van was a welcome addition. You always kept pillows, blankets, and a bucket to store snacks, making it the perfect getaway.

You parked and opened the back like always, then kicked your shoes off. Eddie gave you his jacket, then you both sighed contentedly, smiling at each other.

“So, your yearbook?” Eddie said abruptly, breaking your eye contact with him.

“Oh, yeah,” you said, reaching for your book and a pen, “so, I sort of have to explain first. You see, you’re my best friend and you’re so special to me, so I left you a whole page for you to write on,” you said, handing it to him.

“Oh, wow,” Eddie breathed.

“You don’t have to fill the whole thing, I mean you can draw things or add a picture, or-”

“I’ll fill it,” he interrupted. “I-I just didn’t know you felt that way.”

“Of course I do,” you almost whispered. “You’re the most precious person in my life.”

“You’re mine,” Eddie smiled sweetly, pulling you into a hug. “Okay, let me concentrate!” he said dramatically, then began writing.

It would’ve been awkward with anyone else, just sitting in silence while Eddie wrote, but it was a familiar feeling. It reminded you of when Eddie would be scribbling his campaign ideas, then he would perk up and tell you everything that was on his mind, trying to see if the campaign sounded interesting to someone else, that it was as fascinating in real life as it was in his mind. Eddie was writing furiously, and when he finished, he sighed loudly, his breath was coming out shakily.

“Okay, I think I’m done.”

“Thanks, Eddie,” you said, reaching for your book, but Eddie drew it close to his chest.

“Can I read it to you?” he asked quietly.

“Oh, yeah, for sure,” you replied. Eddie took a deep breath and looked down at the book.

“My dearest Y/N, my girl, I can’t believe we’ve finally finished high school, and together, might I add! I am so thankful to have you in my life. You have always been there for me, always looked out for me when that should be my job. Thank you for never making me feel like everyone else does, for not making me feel like an outsider. When I’m with you, our little two-person group feels like the coolest group in the world. It doesn’t need anyone else, it’s better when it’s just the two of us. You know, everyone in Hellfire is jealous of you. It makes sense, you’re pretty cool. You’re also incredibly smart, insanely kind, and incomparably beautiful. I wish I told you those things more often, but it’s hard for me to say it out loud, which I guess is why I’m writing it. I feel like I’m going down a super cheesy path right now, but I really can’t imagine not having you in my life. I’m scared about things changing like Wayne said, but I want you to know that I love ya, I love ya a lot, and nothing is going to change that. Congratulations, Y/N/N. Here’s to graduation and the rest of our lives together. Love always, your Eddie.”

You both sat in silence as Eddie anticipated your response. Both of your hearts were beating loudly and quickly, and Eddie began to grow anxious. Finally, he had to break the silence.

“I’m sorry if it was too much, I mean, I’m sure you just want to stay just friends, but-”

You cut Eddie off as you leaned in and kissed him on the lips, suddenly and emotionally. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his around your waist, pulling you in close to him. As you drew away, Eddie blinked away some tears that were gathering in his eyes, and smiled widely.

“I guess Wayne was right after, lots of changes are coming,” he grinned.

“Yup,” you agreed. “So, Munson, whatya say? Will you be my best friend and my boyfriend?”

Eddie chuckled as he kissed you again.

“Sounds like the best deal anyone could offer. This is turning out to be the best senior year ever."

"Well, you know what they say," you teased.

"Third time's the charm," Eddie smiled, kissing you again.

-🎓-

Eddie taglist: @alphashadows @tillkummer @mlle-ayka @fanficfanatic204 @gttrgrrl @klaine-92 @aurumbelis @onlyangel-444 @beep-beep-sherlock @morishitoshi @onceuponathreetwoone @toomanybandstocare @underthebatcape @zeldaknight @fieldofsecretss @prettyinpunk85 @igotbasicdrag @gothicfaires @thatonecurlygirl @luvthatlovestolove @loliakeoghan23 @dearelliewrites @mslunawinchester @efvyqrs @simonsbluee @inkedaztec @dumplinshee @pastel-abyss-x @frozenhuntress67 @hawkins-hs @simpingoverfictionalppl @witheringawayagain @theshinyrock @hollandcomics @pinkgothiccprincess @persephone13 @katsukis1wife @murnsondock @fictionlandslanddreams @elizabeth-or-lily @tooobsessedsstuff @srapalestina @hawkinshottie86 @munsongalblogs @madformunsonsstuff @harrys-tittie @middle—fingering @urmomgov @maybankstarkey

#staygoldwriting #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddiemunson #stranger things #stranger things eddie #eddie munson x female reader

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groovygladiatorsheep · 3 months

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Ohhhhhhhhh really like your humanizations of Ink and Error!! Do you have any headcanons about their etchnicity? Or headcanons in general

Thank you so much !!! As for Headcanons, I’ve had some in the past but they changed a bit with time.. hcs for these humanized twos on my side currently are - French-Filipino for Ink and Afro-American for Error !! I hope this is what you meant 😭

As for general Headcanons ? I do !!

What I like to imagine is how the whole multiverse works and functions together.

Ink is the protector of aus, I imagine his reputations wildly varies from aus to multiverses, especially after the whole utmv event reputation. In my head, joining the star Sanses was a way to continue to do his job while staying on the good guys sides, you know ?

I see Ink as genuinely a guy doing his best. He needs the creators creations to be alive and to thrive to exist. Upsetting the creators by not letting them do angst ?? No sir. In his head, he’s simply letting characters be characters. He’s aware of the situation he’s in, of the string he’s holding onto ( the emotions and life given to him by the creators. It always comes back to them. )

He shouldn’t have been able to survive ripping his soul apart. He’s a miracle in himself ! But does he sees himself as that ?

Ink being unable to power through life without his vials means so much to me. They’re like the only thing allowing him to exist in his world, without them he’s physically not there. He needs them, and guess what Joku’s Dream ( because fanon Dream is much different ) thought of that ? That Ink is faking his emotions and he’s obviously evil if he can’t feel a thing.

How DAREEEm !!!! It’s so much more than that !!!! Ink’s vials allows him to feel the way he CANT feel, they allows him to show what he would WANT you to show !!!! He’s trying !!!!

Basically, Ink’s vials are a way for him to be able to fuel himself, a side important effect is that the difference flavours allows him to reflects emotions he could have had. Despite that, he still sucks at stuff that requires understanding social cues..

The flavours/different emotions can be hard to get since they come from how the creations were created. With tears ? Happiness ? Anger ? Envy ? That’s where he gets them. I’d imagine he learned to mix them when he needs one in particular !

I’d also imagine his memory makes him lose space and times. My bad memories does !! If he doesn’t have something in mind ? It doesn’t exist, nah. That’s why he notes stuff on the scarf because at least he knows he wears it all the time.

I really love the hc Ink has synesthesia, go check out @sunnemona for deepening information of that hc actually

As for Error !!!!

Error has always been the guy I’ve drawn more than thought about, but I do have so much thoughts on him too.

I see Error as an anomaly. Ink is a miracle ? Error was a mistake. He was not an happy accident held by strings, he’s a mistake that holds itself together by said strings.

His role in the multiverse is pretty interesting !!! He’s that menace everyone except the big guys fears. He destroys aus amongst aus, citizens of the multiverse have rarely seen his face except before their death, he’s a menace, not a balance, not a secret saviour, a machine that had a goal and keeps doing it without even understanding what he’s doing it.

I see it as this : Error goal and motivation , like other errors, was formed the day of his death and birth, the time right before Geno got errorified.

“Why didn’t I get an happy ending ?”

Feelings of hatred turned into a misinterpretation of the people surrounding his lost white space, and there it was : “everyone is a glitch !! They should all die !!!!!”

Aside from that, I Headcanon him to have a nest, a bit like spiders. His souls are his victims stuck on the web, and the strings surrounds his entire little home. Sofa for comfort, etc etc.

He’s very similar to spiders, actually.

#ask #anon #they means so much to me #btw yes I went on a ramble.#ramble #utmv #ink sans #error sans

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bronzeagepizzeria · 6 months

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20 QUESTIONS GAME

Thanks for the tag @nodirectionhome-ao3!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What's your total AO3 words count? 81,583

3. What fandoms do you write for?

doctor who and harry potter, as of now. i do have a few x-men fics in the works!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Of Thorns and Roses: tenrose; arranged marriage au

The Surrender: tenrose; shag or die

Dimorphous Expressions of Positive Emotion: tentoorose; babyfic

One Day Closer To Death: tenrose/tentoorose; post JE reunion

The Seduction Pit: tentoorose; ood sex talk crack fic

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

almost IMMEDIATELY haha. as soon as i post/update i be refreshing that inbox :')

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

as of right now, it's got to be One Day Closer To Death. the ending is still canon compliant w.r.t ten’s arc in the show, i just wanted to give him a little closure. but it made me saddddd.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

probably this little microfic? it’s just a fluffy slice of life thing about mia’s first play.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

nah. i’ve got maybe one or two slightly odd comments but not outright hate

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

i have tried it a handful of times and i think there’s loads of scope for improvement so i’ve got to keep practicing. as for the kind, erm, f/m i guess?

i only have one m/m ship at the moment and i don't usually think of them in smutty ways (it's the angst that draws me in lol) but never say never, i think.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

no, and i don't know if i ever would...i love playing in the sandbox of AUs but a full blown crossover doesn't appeal to me at the moment

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

probably not

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

co-writing one right now with @thirdeyeblue for the tentoo gift exchange! also working on a jily one with @joyseuphoria but we've yet to make proper progress xD

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

i'd have to say doctor x rose. i've had a lot of ships and usually i move through them super quick so the fact that i've stuck on for 3ish years is a big deal!!

cherik is going up my otp scale rapidly as well

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

i AM going to finish my WIPs. manifesting

16. What are your writing strengths?

i think dialogue, mostly. i think (hope) it’s usually in character and it flows quite decently. i watch a lotttt of movies so it comes to me more easily than other parts of writing

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i feel like a lot of my descriptiveness is lacking? like it just comes across as filler, or it’s too expository. i also can’t write actions 🫠

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i am fluent(ish) in a few languages other than english but they almost never come up in fic lol. but if i had to include a foreign language, i’d either write it from the pov of the character who doesn’t know the language (and gets it translated from a third party) or i’d have to consult someone who could help me out with the language

19. First fandom you wrote for?

when i was 12 i wrote a chris hemsworth x reader fic on wattpad 😭 the first proper “fandom” was probably x-men. i hand wrote a bunch of logan lives (logan-2017) fics in my diary lmfao

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

god. idk😂 nothing at the moment

Tagging: @thirdeyeblue @nostradamus0 @naaer @demdifferentstories-29 @ashesandhackles

#tag game #my fic #tenrose

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ghost-proofbaby · 5 months

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I'm asking this of several people because I'm curious about the general consensus on the topic. The general consensus for Eddie is that he'd absolutely be down for being involved romantically with a plus size girl.

What do you think Steve's take on it would be?

Any thoughts as to Billy's, Hopper's, and Enzo's takes on the same subject?

as a plus size girl myself, i think my answer is always going to be yes. idc if that’s biased or not.

with steve, my biggest thing is it’d probably be post season 3, maybe season 2. king steve in season 1 gives me the vibes of some guys i know from high school who would only hook up with plus size girls, but never be caught dead publicly dating them lmao 💀 we all know the type. BUT post season 3? oh fucking absolutely. he reminds me of trevor wagner (i think that’s his name?) on tik tok. finding every reason possible to go to the gym and build muscles until he could absolutely throw you around like a rag doll. if you made comments on your weight, even small things like refusing to sit in his lap because you think you’d crush him, he’d take it as a challenge. steve harrington’s ridiculously competitive nature would come out in full force, and he’d prove you wrong by all means necessary. i think he’d only have to be crushed by your thighs one time, and the man would be a fucking goner. always thinking about soft curves and the way he just wants to fucking worship you, to learn every curvature and line of your body so carnally. steve is just a massive simp in my mind, and again, i might be biased as a plus size girl myself, but i don’t think weight can change that.

as for the rest of the stranger things men, it’s still a resounding yes. especially for the older men. especially hopper. i also, again, am biased because i know between the fact that hopper is a bigger man himself and is very tall, so his clothes would actually fit me ‘huge’ unlike eddie’s or steve’s 😭

also just a small headcanon i learned from my guy friends that now lives rent free in my mind — you know how thigh highs sometimes squeeze thighs, and like, the fat spills over? you know how it sometimes makes us (or maybe just me idk) feel uncomfortable and a little self conscious? apparently a lot of guys go fucking nuts over that. they see that, and aren’t all grossed out as i get with my body about it, but instead just become fucking horn dogs for it. hence why some guys love thigh highs.

eddie, steve, and hopper share that sentiment. anything that might be a source of insecurity for you (and me!) actually drives them insane. they aren’t looking at your body with that judgmental gaze that’s been ingrained in us: they’re looking at it as just a body, and fuck, do they love your body. and even more so, they love the person that resides in that body.

at the end of the day, i think they’re all grown enough that they don’t care. like i said, season 1 steve might have a fear of how he’s perceived with a plus sized girl, but current steve? eddie? hopper? nah. it doesn’t even cross their mind. they’re just simps. all they know is they love you, and they’re damn proud for a 10 like yourself to have chosen them.

anyways. this might be a longer answer than necessary but i just. i’d really like these fictional men to worship my body while also simultaneously still treating me like a human being. asking for a lot. i know. they would, though. i know it. i feel it in my bones. 🥲

#i have thought about writing something since learning about that thigh high tid bit #it’s haunted me because i refuse to wear thigh highs due to how they squeeze my thighs lmao #to know some men go feral over it? insane #this is also heavily based on *my* experience as a plus size girl #thank u ily #they’d just be proud to love you and honored that you reciprocate

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doodle-pops · 1 year

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I don’t know why but I always give my oc’s the trait of stealing peoples things for attention then making the person they stole from chase them until their caught. Once caught they give the object back of course there’s no malicious intent just wanted attention lol.

Anyways I was thinking about your short s/o hc’s again & was like omg that’d be so funny cause as you hc the elves as like 7’ / 8’ it’d be so easy especially for short s/o to hide an escape them really well.

So just like imagine their s/o snatching something important to their elven spouse & just bolting fast as they can making their lover chase them all around the kingdom even hiding in small hard to reach spots for the elves to reach them. The elves are lowkey little pissed about it like their s/o is so slippery an manage to evade them.

So it can go one of two ways their s/o manages to escape them for hours by hiding in an unknown spot, realizes they’re no longer being chased anymore come trotting up to their spouse with a pouty face like “you stopped chasing me :(( here’s your thing back im sorry I hid from you so well” or or their lover manages to trick their s/o into thinking they’re gone but in reality they were waiting for them to come out of their spot to run before grabbing them & holding them like a sack of potatoes like “ y/n >:(( give me back my thing” & they’re like half expecting their s/o to put up a fight but nah s/o is cackling like a mad man an just passed them their object back like no biggie explaining they got what they wanted & that it was their attention they wanted.

( this also applies to everyone not just their lover I forgot to add friends family anyone they like are not safe from y/n stealing their things making them chase them. )

Sorry this is long & I hope it makes sense lol

& if thing where you give little blurbs an then which elves would react to this is still open I’d love to hear what your thoughts are— if not please imagine an enjoy this nonsense :•P

Anyways have a lovely day/evening 💘💘💘

Ohohohohoh I loved this. I just loved everything about this entire scenario. Giant elves chasing their tiny smol lover around the place. My day has been going pretty well so far, spent it doing assignments ughh😭. Hope your day was spent better than mine. I couldn't deny this imagine it was too good to not write on. You have an OC👀👀??

You're like a little minx that finds the most impossible places to hide and not once can they catch you. Despite your legs being shorter than theirs and their strides being longer than yours, they still can't keep up with you and your tricky little self. For hours they spent searching and chasing you, "Oh, my sweet little minx, come out from where you're hiding. I just wish to talk with you. I'm not going to do anything," all this time they were knowingly standing before the cabinet you were hiding in grumbling about what they would do under their breaths. They would wait for you to exit cautiously, not expecting them to be still waiting outside to snatch you into a firm embrace. "Not so fast darling, hand it over it. You had me running you down like a headless chicken...and now you find this funny. All this for my attention, my little attention seeker..."

– MAEDHROS, Caranthir, Celebrimbor, ECTHELION, GLORFINDEL, EGALMOTH, ELROHIR, Finarfin

Oh, the chase is on and they aren't letting up. The only problem is that they lost track of you and had no idea where you ran off to. They lost you in a sea of elves. Now, they are running around like a madman hunting for you, parting the crowd and bushes because they aren't taking any chances of where you couldn't be. All the time they are looking for you, you already slipped past their line of sight and returned indoors to lounge around waiting for them. Spending most of the day outside hunting, they would finally return indoors to see you relaxing and waving their robe around, "Y-You've been in h-here all this...time? While I was...hunting for you!! G-Give me back my robe – no! Come here!" Tripping over stools and tables, they finally corner you while being breathless from the torture. "Gotcha...wait you just wanted my attention? All that – hey, you made me chase you all day!"

– CELEGORM, MAGLOR, AMROD, AMRAS, FINGON, ARGON, FINROD, AEGNOR, GLORFINDEL, ELLADAN, Elrohir, Galdor, Rog, Maeglin

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