#forgot to tag for like hours but there we go lol
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Who? - Elisa De Almeida x singer!reader
summary: when the public thinks y/n is dating a football player... a male player. Inspired by this
A/n: this shit made me wanna kms. i really thought social media au would be easier since it's not writing. but holy shit editing this was ass. also the fact that it took me around 10 hours yesterday only?? and 138 pictures. but lowkey... making fake beef and conversations was kinda fun lol.
warning: nothing, but this is the first time i made a social media au so it may be bad...and the quality of these screenshots are shit. also...I worked really hard editing the time of those screenshots (except the second one... i forgot) they will help you understand the timeline. I recommend reading this in white mode so the tweets can look smoother.
face claim :@itsouidad on instagram
y/nl/n
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y/nl/n smiles and preparations, 2 days until I meet you guys 🫶(also happy new years lollll 😭😭)
احبكم كثيرررر 🩷🇶🇦
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user1 IS THAT SOUQ WAQIF???? GUYS KILL ME SHE WAS RIGHT AROUND ME AND MY BLIND ASS DIDNT SEEEE 😭😭😭💔💔
user2 wait they allow women to not wear the scarf there?
↳ user3 @User2 girl what?? yes tf, get out of the propaganda ffs
ayanakamura_officiel ohh la laaa
↳ y/nl/n @Ayanakamura_officiel 💍 yes or no?
↳ user3 @y/nl/n lmfaoooo y/n keeps forgetting shes famous now
y/nbiggestfan awhhh how is it babee?
↳ y/nl/n @y/nbiggestfan everyone is so sweet and generous 🤧🥹🥹, i can't wait to meet yall
y/nupdates have fun sweetie!! enjoy it
↳ y/nl/n @y/nupdates thank you Emi 🫶
jackie_groenen_14
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jackie_groenen_14 always learning with the girls, it was nice to have some special days with my 2nd fam ❤️💙
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y/nl/n what were you thinking in the 5th slide lolll
↳ jackie_groenen_14 @y/nl/n i thought you said it was cute :(((
↳username1 @jackie_groenen_14 im so confused how do they know each other
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elisadealmeida5 Great time together in doha 🇶🇦
Thanks for the amazing experience ✨️
@psg_feminines
@Visitqatar
@qatarcreates
@Qatarairways
#parissaintgermain #psg #paris
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_clarehunt 🥰🥰
jackie_groenen_14 baby ❤️
user54 تهبلللل اخخخخ
user42 lindaaaa😩
user11 who was she giggling with on the 5th pic ugh 😩😩
y/nl/n
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y/nl/n thank you so much Qatar for this experience, too many pretty places my phone storage is gonna explode ☹️
Thank you @dohamusicfestival for this unforgettable moment, and to everyone involved (that old lady that was making Nutella bread in souq waqif, I will never forget you 👆)
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user5 you're always welcome back!💞💞
user3 maybe that girl on Twitter wasn't so blind... I swear it's the same place
↳ user1 @user3 babe that's The Pearl it's literally like number 1 on tourist attraction place
↳ user3 @user1 so? They could go together
↳ user1 @user3 I still don't understand the fascination of them going together, like she can have friends. I know she's antisocial and makes jokes about it but I promise she's not a baby 🙏🙏
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"can I get a kiss?" - fan of Elisa's
Elisa: "sorry, I'm not single sorry" 💔
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oh my god elisa speaks in English again! Does this confirm that our favorite football player is taken...or is she just saying that as the girl looks much younger? Who knows! I guess we have to wait till Eli confirms her relationship...video credits: @emiliaaa.zl 🤞❤️ #elisadealmeida #footballnews #psg #psgfeminines
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↳ user1 FUCK MY LIFE
↳ user2 she literally just confirmed it by saying she's not single 💀💀 do you want her to post a sloppy make out picture or what
↳user3 let me not just say anything...
↳user4 @user3 do you know who is the gf?
↳user3 @user4 nope I was just jealous 😁
fanofyn @ynupdates do you think it could be her?
↳ ynupdates @fanofyn y/n never said she's not single. And even if she is taken, there is barely any proof of it being Elisa 🤞
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Y/n ☀️❄️
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User1 she couldn't think of a caption so she used emojis lol
↳ y/nl/n @User1 stop exposing me 😔
Besfriend can't believe you ditched me for this 💔💔
↳ y/nl/n @Bestfriend stopppp I asked you if you wanted to come 😭😭
Jackie_groenen_14 the sunglasses and the smile 😍😍
↳y/nl/n @jackie_groenen_14 shut up I'm blushing 🤚
User2 SHUT UP SHES WITH THAT PLAYER
↳user3 @User2 that place is very popular lol every rich person is there right now
↳user2 @User3 man I can't even be fucking delusional anymore without yall
↳user4 @User2 I believe you, they were posing the same way too ✊️
↳user2 @User4 WHAT THE HELL I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE THAT
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Y/nl/n good night and good win 🙏 Hala madrid 🤍
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User1 wait she's actually with brahim????
↳user2 @User1 I'd cry
User3 slut, only cares about players for money
↳user4 @User3 get a fucking life weirdo
User5 nooo the men found out about her :(( she will literally get hate on every post now
Bestfriend idgaf it's visca barca
↳ y/nl/n @Bestfriend babe... this isn't you 😔😔
user6 she's wearing a Spain shirt 👀
↳ user7 @User6 isn't brahim Moroccan?
↳user6 @User7 he's half Spanish, and before he got into the Moroccan team he wanted to play for the Spanish one but he wasn't good enough for them ig😬😬
User8 BABBYYYYY LOOK AT MY GIRL LIKE WOW
User9 awh she's so happy for her boyfriend ;((
User10 the last slide is brahim?
User11 awhh it's so cute how she's teaching him how to eat with his hand, but the food looks too hot tho 😭😭
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Y/nupdates_page GUYS KILL MEE Y/N JUST WENT LIVE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN A YEAR!...but something happened in the end as you can see from this screen-recording.
Is Y/n dating Elisa? Or was it Brahim? The audio wasn't clear, and the camera wasn't showing the door properly either! But from the small corner... the person has the same features as both brahim and Elisa. Short brown hair and fair skin... it could be either. But it's 99% Brahim since y/n never made a statement that she likes women, and she did make a lot of... interesting tweets back in the day about brahim ifykyk 🙈🙈
#y/n #music #elisadealmeida
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user1 LMFAOOOO HER FACE
user2 idfc I'll stay delusional and pray it's Elisa
user3 wait what happened after this???
↳Y/nupdates_page @User3 she froze for 5 seconds, laughed, and then just ended it 😭😭 not even a fucking goodbye, she HATES us 😔💔💔
user4 noooo she's not single anymore💔 no more heartbroken depressing music
user5 wait who the fuck is Elisa and why does it feel like there is some inside joke that yall are hiding from me
↳Y/nupdates_page dw bae i got you, I made a post about the whole rumor a while ago 🫡
user6 HER SISTER LIKED IT
↳Y/nupdates_page @User6 she's probably sending it to the gc to laugh at her lmfao 💀💀
User7 #music ma'am are you that desperate for likes
↳Y/nupdates_page @User7 yes I'm an attention whore and the tag clearly worked.
y/nl/n
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y/nl/n I'm so happy for my girlfriend ;((
eli, I'm so proud of you and I love you so much 🤎🤎
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elisadealmeida5 babbyyyy❤️❤️🥺🥺
↳y/nl/n @elisadealmeida5 ❤️🤎
user1 WHICH ONE OF YALL BITCHES CALLED ME DELUSIONAL
user2 it's actually insane how we knew about this from a random tweet damn
user3 brahim didn't like this post lolll
user4 that's a girl?
user5 damn she's hot as hell
user6 I get depressed thinking she's not single but I start crying in joy when I realize it's a woman
user7 awhh she used a brown heart emoji 🤎🥺🥺🥺
↳user8 @User7 what the fuck is that supposed to mean 💀💀
↳user7 @User8 y/n has a whole album called 'Brown Hearts' lol
user9 Elisa is not single :(((((
user10 wait are they together?
↳user11 @User10 well i tell you what Sherlock Holmes you are unbelievable
↳y/nsister @User11 LMFAOAOAO
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i want to thank @thinkingaboutjaedyn for showing ouidad... like its insane how perfect she is for this
fun facts:
-the pictures were somehow easy to find, i was actually shocked on how i was able to find pictures from ouidad for this fic, the only time i struggled was for the 'paparazzi' pics at the end.
-the two pictures on y/n's post of her in qatar were from my sister's instagram page
if there is a mistake ignore it because im gonna kms if i have to edit this again
#elisa de almeida#élisa de almeida#elisa de almeida x reader#elisa de almeida fluff#woso#woso x reader#woso fanfics#woso community#psg feminines#psg feminines x reader#wlw#social media au#football smau#woso smau#football fanfic#woso fanfiction#nel recommends fanfiction
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Dunno how many of you watch/listen to Smosh Mouth, so I'll just let you know next week they are having Angela over to play an insane (and competitive as fuck lol) game of try not to laugh, where they all try to make the others laugh and whoever laughs the least wins a giftcard. If that's not chaotic idk what is lmao
#smosh#smosh mouth#shayne topp#amanda lehan canto#angela giarratana#like i already know angela is competitive as fuck#especially with amanda who also gets extra competitive lol#i just imagine shayne laughing his ass off and abandoning the premise 5 minutes in 😂#anyways lol an hour of these 3 trying to make each other laugh?? hell fucking yeah strap me in#oh shit wait i forgot my text tag lol#text#here we go it's all fine :):):)
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It’s finally happening
I’m finishing TAZ: Balance tonight
#Let's take a look and see when my last tag was about ''finishing'' this campaign -#Oh it was three years ago! February of 2020 in fact! Wow!!!!#Lol#Yeah that whole thing of ''Tomorrow I'll finish it''? Lol I didn't even finish episode 68 at the time what was I on about#According to my tags then-me said I cried more after the moneyzone which uh? I don't?? remember doing that??#I remember everything up /to/ the moneyzone everything after that was new to me - other than the already-spoiled stuff like the Taakitz kiss#But pfshsfphspfhsph that's fine lol ♥#I was tired and it has been Literally three years so I'll give myself a bit of a break on that one lol#Oh and don't get it mixed it was still great ✨ Because I've been mostly relistening I forgot the sometimes necessity of pausing to laugh lol#That one bit of everyone going up to everyone while on the ticking clock - I am deceased#And I have still cried in bits ah ♥ Lup and Taako's relationship is my fave and Magnus' motivation to be strong and what is strength <3 <3#Nothing compares to The Best Episode of the Eleventh Hour but c'mon we can't compare to perfection lol#Haaah it's been doing me such good ♥ It feels like the right time finally :)#Also something something re: hyperfixations and novelty vs comfort in relation to stress idk lol it's interesting#TAZ
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Book Lover. Part 2. (LN)
summary: more of being landos booktuber girlfriend who posts books, music, coffee, and her boyfriend lando.
check out part 1: part 1
warnings: none
masterlist link -> masterlist link
^ check out my list for all posts! ^
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y/n.user: paddock reading while your bf trains >
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landonorris: you could train with me
↳ y/n.user: like…workout?? no. thanks
↳ yukitsunoda0511: i also don’t like working out
bookbabes: the perks of being a wallflower 😩🫶
haleypham: reading while your bf does his sport >
↳ y/n.user: sooo true
formula1fan: the way y/n goes with lando everywhere is so cute
↳ y/n.fp: shes said before that shes never missed an event and always makes sure to go🥹
pagesgalore: my book queeeennnnn
saracarrolli: when is ur new vid coming out, bestie😁
↳ y/n.user: this friday at 8am!!😁🤗
↳ user5: A COLLAB I SUSPECT????
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landonorris: she looks around for books, while i suck down a strawberry acai refresher 😋
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y/n.user: you INHALE those refreshers….
↳ landonorris: they are DELECTABLE
↳ carlossainz55: that’s a big word for you
f1wags: when your favorite wag reads >
papayaboys: he is so whipped, your honor
formula1edits: the way he spoils her?? need
↳ user4: does he buy her books or sum?
↳ formula1edits: hes said that he likes to buy them and spoil her 🫠
francisca.cgomes: need me a bf like this fr
↳ pierregasly: you HAVE a bf like that
↳ francisca.cgomes: you hate shopping with me🙄
↳ pierregasly: because you shop for 10 hours KIKA
↳ francisca.cgomes: SO?????
booksbabyyy: that’s so freaking adorable
maxfewtrell: you forgot to mention that i was also there….
↳ y/n.user: yeah, eating a bagel and looking at legos for us
↳ landonorris: which we appreciate because we love legos
↳ y/n.user: so true
aaronwarnersgf: when they are a book and lego couple >
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y/n.user: french novels and landos hat 🧡
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austen4life: our girl is finally reading some french literature yesss
landonorris: you were too focused on the book and not me :(
↳ carlossainz55: oh no, she must like reading more than talking to you
↳ y/n.user: when will you STOP BEING MEAN CARLOS
inbetweenpages: why does he look so grumpy
↳ landofanpage: hes a sassy scorpio💁♂️
charles_leclerc: you’re finally reading the french novel i told you about?
↳ y/n.user: yes 😌 and it’s so good
↳ charles_leclerc: i told you
user5: lando do be staring hard LMAO
swiftie22: my fav swifties <3
↳ taylorandf1: realllll
booksgalore4: y/n’s book posts >
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landonorris: “august slipped away into a moment of time”
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y/n.user: you’re too cute, lan❤️
↳ landonorris: i used her quote correctly??
↳ y/n.user: yes, babe
↳ landonorris: 😁
user2: the pictures he takes of y/n are so sweet
bookgirlieeee: was a book fan first, but now i’m an f1 fan too thx to y/n
↳ f1inthebooks: but we all love it
carlandoo554: who took the carlando pic omgggg
↳ y/nandlandoo: prolly y/n lol
lilymhe: CUTIESSSSS
↳ y/n.user: 🫶🫶
user7: lando sleeping on his clothes LMAOOO HELP
f1wags: august was such a good content month fr
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y/n.user: first video on my yt with no books and all grid! had a nice dinner, partied, slept, games, and lando taught me how to dj…okkk🪩
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danielricciardo: all of y/n’s fans bc theres no books: 😰😬
↳ y/n.user: 😓
landonorris: my multi talented gf☺️❤️
↳ y/n.user: 😁❤️
bookbabes: living for dj y/n
user4: okkkk i’m living for this
rhysbatbae: missing book content rn
↳ y/n.user: i promise i’m still posting my books, dw
carlossainz55: i am the monopoly champion🤪
↳ maxverstappen1: no, you’re not. we were all j too drunk
↳ y/n.user: LOL
↳ carlossainz55: whatever 🙄
des.sidster: you just casually learning how to dj in monaco is so iconic. miss you sm!
↳ y/n.user: it was so fun. miss you sm too, des!
aaronwarner554: living vicariously through y/n, she has sm fun ugh
dr3edits: lmaooo, daniel sleeping 😭
f1wags: the cutestttt
pierregasly: i cant wait till we all hangout again!
↳ charles_leclerc: i cant either! it was a lot of fun
↳ lewishamilton: i liked when y/n fell down the stairs at charles’ house, i’d like to see that again
↳ y/n.user: that rly hurt🤕
↳ landonorris: guys. don’t be mean.
↳ pierregasly: okay dad
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DREAM GIRL
CHARLES LECLERC
summary ★ : charles decides to take a page out of justin bieber's book. let's see how that works out for him.
category ★ : smau.
notes ★ : disregard all times and dates, they don't matter. all spelling mistakes are intentional. everything is fake and unrealistic but thank you delusion. terrible flirting and the usual type of jokes/language you see on the internet.
me basically:
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youruser so proud of ﹫yourbestfriend, she absolutely killed it and even took some cool pictures of me💚🥂 new video coming 🔜
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yourbestfriend thank you for coming my love💚
youruser always😘
yourbestfriend it's not hard when you have such a gorgeous subject
youruser thank yewww
user6 stunning 😍
user12 you look amazing and ﹫yourbestfriend did fantastic!
user89 THE DRESS🤩
youruser i knowww, it's from meshki
user3 you're a beauty
user62 i need to know where the dress is from 🙏
youruser it's from meshki !
user56 can't wait to stare at the screen for the next few hours
user47 isn't her videos usually like 20~45 minutes?
user56 i know what i said
user1 oh !
user9 she did her big one😌
user11 pretty!
yourfriend serving face and body
youruser 🤍🤍🤍
user24 face card is lethal
user61 ﹫charles_leclerc
user60 ❤️🔥
user77 can we get a little commotion for the dress🗣️🗣️
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charles_leclerc who is she? if anyone knows, please tag her.
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user4 nah, this guy
user26 this is crazy.
user92 WHAT IS GOING ON ?!!?!!
user5 is this real? like am i actually seeing this?
user15 he's got to have been hacked
user25 ain't no way
user13 actively going insane thanks to this actually.
user8 giving me flashbacks to december 8th, 2015
user14 i've got ptsd 😭
user10 from what? the war?
user49 bros acting like they were in a war💀
user8 it was a tough time to be a jb fan 😭
user3 IM CRYING
maxverstappen1 is this who we are, is this what we represent??
user3 max is done💀💀
charles_leclerc i said i had a plan, not that it was a good one mate
user1 wish it was me he's looking for
user45 that's me!
user86 in your dreams maybe
user58 get over yourself<3
user20 ﹫youruser
user67 She's so pretty, I want to cry
user76 she's so pretty, i want her
user48 ^^two types of people
user93 my brother in christ, stand up!!!
user50 BRO FORGOT HE'S FAMOUS😭🔥🗣️
user07 he's just like me fr
user84 mans is moving mad📢
user100 this is embarrassing
user34 think im gonna be sick
user30 don't be so dramatic
user51 i don't blame her
user70 she's obviously the prettiest girl ever🙄
user68 ﹫youruser !
user97 that's me !
user59 I'm gonna go cry myself to sleep now
user31 side eye
user29 who is she? she's stunning
user40 why is my fav youtuber in this picture
user46 iconic actually
user17 I know we can't see her face clearly, but she's serving
user21 i know her!
user37 what's her ﹫
user21 it's ﹫youruser, i follow her
user101 i want harry styles to do this but with me
user88 me too lol
user65 this is down bad behaviour
user201 thanks for ruining my day 👍
user248 it's giving wattpad vibes
user119 charles, look at me, this isn't you, think about the kids
user996 i was genuinely scared this was a hard launch
user123 alexa play that should be me
user8 how ironic
user147 ﹫youruser
user313 that's my girlfriend ﹫youruser
user05 praying for this girl cause the toxic charles fans, yikes😬
user000 gonna be delusional and pretend it's me 😁
user128 see i was so excited when i saw the notif and now i'm just 😐
user01 i cried when i saw this post btw
user306 imagine he posted a pic of asking who u are ﹫user43
user43 pls i would cry
user61 ﹫youruser
user007 idk and idc
user400 this is me if you even care
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youruser hello new people, where'd y'all come from?
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yourbestfriend do you not check your notifications or...
youruser you know i don't
user245 girl...
user4 im in love with you lol
user500 just came from ur yt video, i'm so glad you had fun at the event!
user16 so this is the girl my husband is leaving me for🥲
user04 charles leclerc in her likes😭😭😭 ooh i'm sick
user287 then you're not gonna like this... he's flirting w her
user04 just fell to my knees in despair
user61 so real for that last slide
user56 pretty😍
youruser tysm pretty girl🤎
user791 charles mfing leclerc posted you!?!!!
user792 charles mfing leclerc liked!!
user793 charles mfing leclerc commented!!!
friend3 let's kiss 💋
youruser 👩🏾❤️💋👩🏾
user005 i too wish to kiss all the pretty girls
user800 idk what's going on rn but i loved your latest video, you and yourbestfriend were so cute and seeing you guys backstage together was sooo wholesome
user494 the part where they saw each other and started hyping each other up was my favourite
use712 her looking up a makeup tutorial 2 hours before she had to leave was so me
user55 he's in her likes y'all!
user942 thanks bud, i would never had noticed without u
user039 oh so she's dumb and ugly 😒
user44 and you're bitter and jealous...
user91 CHARLES LECLERC KNOWS YOU EXIST
use222 I wanna kiss you too 😞
user777 personally, i came from yt
user420 hi *louder than everybody else*
user311 what lip liner are you wearing babes?
youruser ﹫makeupbymario brown lip liner : )
user42 need a makeup tutorial!!!
charles_lerclerc my fault 🧍♂️
youruser i'll let it slide cause you're cute
charles_leclerc you think i'm cute? giggling, kicking my feet
youruser and blushing?
charles_leclerc mhmm, yeah
user0 THEY'RE FLIRTING!!!!
user456 deffo flerting
user942 YEAH?!???!!!!
user011 you guys know dms exist right???
user0 damn, i wanted to see this play out more 😭
user811 chill, my man is on this app
user35 she a baddie she know she a ten
user555 face card is never declining 😍
user411 do i want to date you or be you?
user87 so real!
user05 so we all saw them flirt right?
user942 yes😭
user28 STAY AWAY FROM HIM
user69 GET A JOB (directed to you user28)
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youruser day(s) n night(s)
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user103 nottt her trying to be sneaky👀
yourbestfriend am i seriously losing you to a MAN???
youruser 'm always urs pooks💚
yourbestfriend tell loverboy that
user656 charles' new nickname is 🔥
user48 the way charles was here in the first few minutes of her posting💀
charles_leclerc et le prix de la plus belle fille te revient [and the award for the most beautiful girl goes to you]
youruser merci beau garçon
user12 Them speaking French to each other is all that I'm thinking about rn.
user707 A YT MAN?!?!?! IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME!!!
user349 wish she was calling me a beautiful boy 😭
use117 i see you 4th slide, studious queen🤧
user824 charles try not to be a simp challenge
user107 level : IMPOSSIBLE
user41 ﹫user23 50 quid that's charles
user23 do you think i'm stupid?
user41 do you want an honest answer or?
user23 do you want to tell me your lastest test score or?
user41 ...
user23 yeah that's what i thought
user662 noooo pls don't be who i think it is
user35 she a baddie with her baddie friend(s)
user723 okay but the lashes ate💅🏾
user991 this is so weird, why are you posting him?
user75 you don't even know if that's him and you're already being defensive over a man who don't want you or even know you exist? don't pmo. get off her page!!!
user940 me when😔
user129 what about us?
user130 what about everything we've been through
user329 who is that man girl
user477 so are we just gonna ignore charles' comment or...
user452 just made me even more sure that it's him
user02 pretty girl<3
user170 if my future boyfriend don't bring me flowers on the first date, i don't want him🙅🏽♀️
user244 we get it, for some reason charles leclerc wants you😒
user311 ugh,,, the lip look always eats
user710 real, I'm obsessed
user536 is that charles?
user537 be serious, that is not happening
user539 ok 😐👍
user536 i actually can't be sirius, he's dead. hope this helps👍
user863 imagine that's not him and we're all just being crazy
user37 if that's not him, he's probably crying
user11 shittt, I would too, look at her
user29 he's probably the guy in the photos
user163 we all saw that interview right? it's definitely him
user288 yass, he looked so cute
user565 enough about charles, can we focus on how pretty she and her friends are??
user479 10s across the board fr
user504 I thought you were for the girls 😭
user716 i'm calling it now, that's a date w leclerc
user231 you look stunning 😍
user406 anyone noticed how he liked? he wouldn't do that if she went out on a date with someone else right?
user410 only everybody with eyes?
alex_albon yeah, no, he would be sobbing in a corner if that wasn't him
user410 ARIANA (Alex) WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE
use535 so he couldn't have fumbled, right....
user534 well...
user210 alex is just here to create chaos and honestly, i respect that
user73 please don't post your man again😒
user66 real!!! i come here to see you not him🥲
user711 love to see women getting treated right 😌
user385 slide 6 made me sick to my stomach
user858 he brought her flowers😫
user132 PLEASE DON'T BE IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE
user705 that HAS to be him
user701 you never know, sometimes he is his own worst enemy
user898 did NOT 🚫❌ like this
user999 what if this was my last straw
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allthingsleclerc local (monégasque) man seen out with mystery woman who sources claim is yn
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user624 why is she still serving while blurred
user210 liked by pierregasly 🫣
user833 charles' friends are exposing him 💀
user0 that's definitely ﹫youruser
user04 serving cunt and he's there ig
user547 just becoz it's blurred doesn't mean you can't tell that it's her
user622 he looks miserable, he doesn't like her😭
user595 what? are you of sound mind?
lunavrse pls don't look too closely at the picture 😴
user923 What's the square root of 64?💅🏾
user700 they're just minding their business, why can't y'all do the same?
user674 it's a public place
user700 ☝️🤓 it's a pUbLIc PLaCe
user103 no bc they're lowk matching 😭
user933 it's so over😭😭
user72 that's so cute🥰 who wants to have a sleepover on the highway with me?
user33 that could just be a coincidence?
user172 i actually don't care but THAT DRESS, i need to know where she got it from
user32 oh ! i didn't realise that she was actually his type
user79 ... i wish there was a side eye emoji
user18 oh that's not-
user32 nonono in a sense that he usually dates like brunettes
use499 wdym, 'm pretty sure she is brunette?
user03 we know what you meant lol
user270 wish i could live in delusion
user320 he's probably paying for everything 🙄
user419 and? he's literally a millionaire, if he wants to spend his money on his (alleged) girlfriend let him. it's not your money
user232 girl, pipe down
user890 I don't see the problem?
user52 why do you assume that? do you know her financial situation? or you a close friend of either of theirs who knows what's going on? if the answer to these questions are no, shut the fuck up, thanks<3 peace and light to you.
user562 try not to say mother
user587 [failed]
user612 Why can't she stay away from him?
user258 why can't you mind yr business?
user718 first picture of them out together and they look great
user106 her rn: damn i'm the only bitch serving cunt here😭😭 omg😭 i'm so embarrassedd😭😭😭
user211 she should be at the club, not on gossip pages😭
user261 fuck she looks too good, i wanna kms
user211 real
user586 took a social media break and came back to this😃 great !
user404 i wanna say parents🤭
user648 this actually made my day
user446 Gonna sleep on the tracks tonight🥰
youruser and you're kenough for me❤️
charles_leclerc thank you barbie !
most beautiful barbie ever❤️
landonorris this ken's job is simp
charles_leclerc you'd be a simp too if you could actually date such a stunning woman but you can't 🫶
landonorris you're a cruel, cruel man
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youruser me gusta la mar🏖️
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yourbestfriend wish i was on a boat right now😔
youruser i literally invited you and you said no?
yourbestfriend i have to face unimaginable horror (work)
user12 that boat looks familiar
yourbestfriend you look stunning babes💚
youruser tysm, means the most coming from uuu pookie 💚
use501 forget about charles and give me one(1) chance pls
charles_leclerc me gustas tú
user779 SCREAMING
user784 chill, it's a song lyric
user779 yeah but have you heard the song???
charles_leclerc gorgeous view, and the sea looks good too i suppose
youruser my view was much better but thank you<3
charles_leclerc i doubt that. je pourrais te regarder pendant des heures sans jamais me lasser. [i could look at you for hours and never get bored]
user055 someone is coming for your smooth operator title ﹫carlossainz55
user964 Charles Rizzclerc???
yourbestfriend she's screaming btw
youruser no i'm not
yourbestfriend then why do i have a vn of you screaming?
charles_leclerc 😊
user96 it's quiet🤐... no back talk
user71 stay focused my brothers, we must stay focused
user53 i am looking respectfully, i promise
user131 when will someone tell me the things he says to her🙃
user677 everytime you post a picture my jaw drops
yourfriend oh my gorgeous coco butter melanated caramel skinned goddess, please notice me🙏🏾
youruser oh you've got jokes🤨
yourbestfriend GOODBYE😭 im showing this to ur man
yourfriend you really thought you did suttin🤣 he knows who he's dating😋
user22 I would sacrifice my favourite duck plushie for just one chance to be in your presence 🙇♀️
youruser that's so sweet yet so disturbing pls keep your plush safe
user22 Yes queen, whatever you say 🫡
user803 if you look close enough, you can see me drowning myself in the ocean 🤗
user70 forget vroom vroom boy n give a g(ay)irl a chance😫
user312 charles in his simp era
use314 love to sea it
user312 that's a terrible pun and i hate that i laughed
user2 you know who has a boat??? charles
user057 the way that you're actually glowing in these🫠
user717 i love the hat, it just kinda brings the whole thing together
lilymhe you look amazing! and i love the bikini!
youruser tysm🫶🏾 i love u!!!
user742 a friendship i never knew i needed
user335 Since when did Lily and Yn know each other??
user386 since they're both wags, it only makes sense
user360 but yn's not a wag
user386 yet
user109 hi lol
user634 her body is teaaa
user7 did someone say body-ody-ody-ody
user19 he can do so much better than you
user482 I know you want him but I can be so much better than him in so many ways, I swear, please please please please *begs excessively*
user888 Does Charles have her post notifications on or what?
user938 i'd say yes cause how else would he like her posts so fast
user064 the swimsuit is everythinggg
user229 it's giving hot girl summer ⛱️
user177 i could start a whole new ocean with the amount of tears i've cried
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charles_leclerc me gusta el viento
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user905 he knows exactly what he's doing
user200 Not him having the exact same meal picture as her
user080 let's talk about the matching captions
user621 most beautiful man I've ever seen
youruser me gustas tú
user331 Y'ALL ARE NOT SLICK
user331 in fact, you're both so sick for playing with us like this
user774 we know you like the wind, we've seen your hair
user405 jajajaja
user607 okay, you might have nibbled with this a little
user775 jail!!! do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars
user379 what she said wasn't even that bad nor untrue
youruser now THIS is a view. tu as ta place au louvre avec toutes les autres grandes œuvres d'art. (you belong in the louvre with all the other great works of art)
charles_leclerc oh ! thank you, i am so normal about you and this comment
pierregasly great, now he's glitching and going crazy in the group chat again
user2 AGAIN?!?
alex_albon spoiler alert ⚠️ he was not normal about this
user125 who blames him? not me. instead, i am insanely jealous
user457 WHY ARE THEY BOTH BREAKING OUT INSANE LEVELS OF RIZZ?
user508 oh he's so fine🤤
user933 the matching captions and matching replies,,, god I'm NOT your strongest soldier
user36 yesss king, give us beach!!!!
user078 well, boat but yes!!!
user649 he said im speeding up the soft launch
user573 by 0.25x speed
user649 at least it's something?
user378 honestly i will take these crumbs instead of absolutely nothing
user269 i LOVE crumbs 🤤 mmhmm😋
user120 is really considered a soft launch when they make comments like THAT?
user801 someone sedate me, im unwell🤒
user903 he's trying to thirst trap us into ignoring the 4th slide
user754 well it's working😫
user028 charles!!! te amo 😘
user753 gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure like a rat/mouse with a giant block of cheese
user136 One like and I'll drown myself.
user112 why did you like it🤨
user136 Damn Nessa, mind ur business😐, why did YOU🫵🏽 like it?
user388 them posting sea/boat pics on the same day? THEY'RE TOGETHER
user33 hear me out, it could be a coincidence
user388 *shakes you violently* HOW MANY COINCIDENCES DO YOU NEED
user770 i think we're focusing a little too much on the wrong thing here
user911 if i said what i was thinking, i'd be banned from this app.
user762 can't wait to see you at the next race! praying for a podium finish🙏!
user63 Who are you taking pictures of Charles???
user894 Gee that's a tough one/s
user720 he didn't really think we'd ignore the 4th slide
user402 i am here to do some good ole fashion SLUT shaming🗣️📢
user309 Love them trying to out-compliment each other
user61 he has such a gorgeous smile
user7 actual post of you and ﹫youruser when?
user633 nobody wants to see that
use105 speak for yourself
user708 😍😍
user808 i don't know who's luckier, her or him
user809 both, both is good
user007 hope you're having fun destroying my heart😭😭
user169 charles please, please, do you need a dog because i swear i can bark. in fact i am barking and drooling violently rn
user196 you really get me
user45 he's taking pictures of me y'all 🫶🏼
user502 🥵🔥
user19 you can do so much better than her, i promise
user67 i cried a little when i saw your post of her was still up
user64 I feel like a Victorian man™ seeing a woman's ankle for the first time 😵💫
user664 feeling like how teachers think boys feel when seeing a girl's shoulders
user325 don't forget to keep applying sunscreen!
user04 he's so pretty, i'm sick to my stomach.
user758 he tryna kill people i swear
user99 honestly, i think he looks so at peace/happy and i'm grateful for that
user74 you're honestly ruining my life by not being mine 😭😭😭
user981 that looks like too much food for 1 person
user523 that's because im with him🤗
user296 screaming, crying, throwing up, banging my head against the wall, wailing like a banshee.
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charles_leclerc play all mine by brent faiyaz
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user39 just fell to my knees in a Walmart
youruser this is not the soft launch we agreed on mon bijou
charles_leclerc just wanted to show you off mon ange
youruser oh !
user505 ALL MINE BY BRENT FAIYAZ!??!! oh it's really over 😭
landonorris can't even get picture creds for the 4th slide
user444 you didn't even get a reply 💀 everybody point 🫵🏼 and laugh
landonorris just looked at your bio and it says ln4, i really is your own fans😞
user528 can't believe she invented green 😮💨
user553 them in the photobooth, fuck, is it hot🥵🥵 in here orrr
youruser who is she???
charles_leclerc oh you know, just the love of my life
youruser kicking my feet, smiling SO hard right now. je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime.
charles_leclerc je t'aime encore plus mon ange❤️ (i love you even more my angel)
user378 The launch we've been waiting for
user957 the way they're looking at each other, parting my hair with a knife 🤪
youruser you're obsessed with me
charles_leclerc well, yes! am i not supposed to be??
user39 no shame in admitting it, i respect that🤷🏽♂️
user291 serving cunt like she got a master's degree in cuntology from servington universitea
user239 charles, can you fight because i feel like i'm gonna steal your girl
charles_leclerc ... you have five seconds to delete this🙂
user805 If I speak...
user806 charles would probably block you
user575 charlessss i can make you happier, trust me
youruser no, i don't think i will
user575 my bad girl, didn't think you'd see this.
maxverstappen1 you guys are so sickening, please get a room
charles_leclerc who even invited you???
youruser wow max, i thought you liked us
maxverstappen1 YOU DID
maxverstappen1 not enough to watch you both be so touchy sorry
yourbestfriend my stunning girl💚
charles_leclerc i think you mean, MY girl
yourbestfriend i'm not arguing with you, ﹫youruser please come get your man
youruser i think 'm gonna stay out of this...
user332 when will someone post me to my fav brent faiyaz song🫤
user333 manifesting getting posted to stay down 🕯️🙏🏾🕯️🙏🏾🕯️🙏🏾
user334 my wedding song frfr😩
user018 why did daddy's home start playing 🛐
user12 FINALLY
user618 is your girlfriend single?
charles_leclerc read that first part again for me
user466 KHCJTSURS 5HE HARED LAWNCH
user540 not one word spelt correctly, open the schools!!!
user843 who is cutting onions😭😭???
user785 HOW DOES IT FEEL TO LIVE MY DREAM
charles_leclerc feeling really blessed 🙏🏻
user912 this is so unserious 💀
user440 love love love 😘
user54 love a black woman from infinity to infinity!!!
user113 in the words of dove cameron, i could be a better boyfriend than him. trust🙏🏾
user53 NOOOO YN come back to meeee!!!
charles_leclerc i think she's good here, next to me
user17 can't breathe!!!
user17 hottest gf alive
user17 she looks too good i can't breathe 🫠
user27 showed this to my therapist and she's finally gonna let me kill myself
user065 to be shown off like this,,, i beg
pierregasly the fact that we were together in the last slide...
charles_leclerc but is this a friend group hard launch?
user513 call this hard launch an ugly twink the way it cannot be topped
use488 CALL IT WHAT NOW🎤🎤
user83 the wording is CRAZY
user48 not Charles beefing with everyone in love w his girl💀💀
user259 just bought a whole house with the 1st pic. her face card is insane
user613 kissin the screen😙
charles_leclerc kissing her👩🏾❤️💋👨🏻
youruser ok that's enough
user613 oooohhhh you got scolded 🫵
user6 LETS GO TO PARIS😋
user084 the audacity to use that emoji, ijbol
user40 i hate you
user40 i'm sorry that was jealousy speaking, so happy for you❤️
user069 i - no words
user675 charles, I heard she throws rocks at orphans
charles_leclerc i'm not an orphan but she can hit me😊
arthur_leclerc NO SHAME😭
youruser i do not throw rocks at children, ﹫charles_leclerc hi
user675 yeah, i lied but he's something...
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youruser think i like you best when you're just with me and no one else...
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user73 didn't i say don't post your man 🥲
charles_leclerc who is that guy?
youruser he's just this guy i'm hopelessly in love with
charles_leclerc he's very lucky❤️
youruser we both are❤️
user23 we all know who it is girl🤣🤣🤣
charles_leclerc i can't believe you didn't post a single picture of me where my face is visible 😪
youruser i hate you, you know we agreed on the soft launch
charles_leclerc you hate me? so enemies to lovers😏
youruser 🤦🏾♀️
user704 she's so mean to him, what does he even see in her
user202 you know there's this thing called banter and he's a grown man who can make his own decisions?
user525 can't wait for the future videos of her at any of the grand prix races
user4 he's got a grip on you in every picture i've seen of y'all together so far, like chill lil bro, she's not gon run away🤣🤣🤣
user206 he's actually just like me bc if she was my girl...
yourbestfriend the best launch because we don't have to see his face
user180 ur so real ily
yourbestfriend jokes, but I'm happy for you both💚
youruser love you💚
user16 i'm so😭 happy😭 for you😭 both😭
user444 lover gyal era!
user407 must be nice to young, sexy and in love
youruser it really is🥰
user350 do y'all need a third, a dog, a maid, or anything really because i can do it all!
user110 shattered.
user12 feeling giddy asf like i'm the one who got posted😵💫
user61 you two look great together😊
youruser thank you aoife🤎
user61 you KNOW MY NE?$?$?_? SHE KNOWS MY NAME JEJEJEJ IM SCREAKING
user08 lord, i see what you've done for others 🙏🏼
user940 when will it be me.(with you)
charles_leclerc never, not even in the next thousand lifetimes 🤣
user838 CHARLES???
user839 OHMYDAYS?!?!
user516 the rope in my backyard looks so tempting
user133 I love k. so much
user48 feet? for free? in this economy?
lilymhe leave him for me, let's run away together💒
youruser packing my bags 🛍️
charles_leclerc ﹫alex_albon please come get your girlfriend
alex_albon lily... what is this
lilymhe as the saying goes, never let your boyfriend stop you from finding your wife
charles_leclerc NOT MY GIRLFRIEND THO
youruser boooo tomato tomato tomato i'm throwing tomatoes🍅🍅🍅
charles_leclerc mon ange???
user909 lily was cooking ♨️🍳
user102 remember everyone, he is NOT a mountain, he CAN be moved!
user00 Donatella VERSACE💜
user6 i love the eiffel tower
user315 because you're parisian, right????
user57 i don't think that's the reason💀💀
user510 do you want another boyfriend?
user204 i just think it really weird that you're not posting his face when he literally posted multiple pictures of you on his account, like what are you hiding?
user832 i think it's weird that you don't know how to mind your own business? like it's crazy that you think you're entitled to a reason. this is her account to do what she wants with it, even if she posted him, you'd complain. so please, just shut up.
user278 not my boyfriend having the audacity to steal my girlfriend from me🫤
user98 honestly if I looked like her, i would not know how to act
user122 facts
landonorris what is with you and your boyfriend not giving credit for pictures i take???
youruser this isn't about you right now🫶🏾
user444 at least you got a response this time
landonorris again, for someone who has ln4 in their bio, you sure like to bully me
user444 you think this is bullying? i can actually bully you if you want
landonorris no, i'm good👋🏻
user303 that one girl was right about you liking the wind a lil too much
user926 yeah this is cute and all but can i land this backflip off a cliff?
user376 those flowers are so pretty 🤍🎀
user401 driving home in the wrong lane tonight🤣
user527 the way i was right the whole time and now my friend owes me money 🥰
user830 you guys are such a cute couple
user010 this would have been such a good soft launch dump of we didn't see his hard launch 😅
youruser added to their story.
user09 posting a man to MITSKI?! oh it's serious, ur actually down horrendous
yourbestfriend hard launching on ur story when you soft launched in a post is crazyyyy🤣🤣
youruser hard launching when i see a ring 🤗
nah, im kidding but if they want to see him, go to his profile🤷🏾♀️
yourbestfriend IKTR 💅🏾
user215 now my man's gonna expect me to post him on my story like this😑 but i forgive you queen 🙄
landonorris finally made it in a post!
youruser finally you can stop complaining 🫶🏾
landonorris why are you and charles so mean to me
youruser because you deserve it, hope this helps🙌🏾
francisca.cgomez double dating with you was so fun! can't wait to do it again 💞
youruser yes! gonna go bother charles to make plans for another one soon 😁
user121 the sun drawing around ur eyes🥲 crying, that's so effin cute
yourfriend not you being all sentimental with the daniel caesar song AND the puzzle pieces
youruser damn, can't even do something nice🧍🏾♀️ see if i post you again
yourfriend you're so dramatic pookie
user531 the bear and the flowerss, please where can i get man like that😖
user479 so many gorgeous girls🥰
user06 glad you're surrounding yourself with people who make you happy and bring out this lovely light 🤎
yourfriend2 when the plans finally make it out the group chat🙌🏾🎉
youruser love that for us🤧 but i swear getting stuck in that elevator made me reconsider all my decisions leading up to that moment
yourfriend2 the 1st hour wasn't that bad tho
yourfriend3 we will never be free🙁
youruser please shut up😭😭
yourfriend3 no bc you didn't listen when dr umar said "SNOW BUNNIES NEVA🙅🏾♀️❌"
youruser i do not see it🧘🏾♀️
𖦹 𓂃 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁⠀⠀𓂃 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁⠀⠀𓂃 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁⠀⠀𓂃 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 𓂃 𖦹
⤷ end note ‧ ★ : halfway through making this i went "hmm, this should be a lando smau" but then i continued doing this. it posted like 5 times which freaked me out and was supposed to be done ages ago but yeah. also french is from deepl. enjoy.
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i'd like to report a crime - Leon Kennedy/Reader
read it on Ao3.
Pairing: Agent!Leon/Detective!Wife!Reader
Tags: anxious work stress + leon comfort!!, leon being a fucking goober
Notes: when i'm at work I'm always picturing him swooping in to save me...... leon kennedy if you can hear me please protect me from 9-5 hell... and like I said before, I would LOVE requests or prompts for this fic, I have so many ideas but I can't commit to any of them lol.
Standing in the bullpen at work today, you had a thought. Maybe they called it “medieval torture” because that was a whole lot catchier than “a shitty day at the busiest police precinct in Washington DC.”
It certainly felt like medieval torture to you. Before you’d even stepped into your big girl pants this morning, you knew that today was going to suck. Plain and simple. Suck. Yet another presidential event was bringing the Secret Service’s jurisdiction into your already hectic station, meaning that big square dudes in suits were going to be breathing down your neck until quitting time. You had three huge active cases that needed your attention. One of those cases came pre-packaged with a deeply annoying lawyer, who, in your professional opinion, has his head shoved a foot up his ass. He will absolutely be showing up to bother you today.
And worst of all: in your haste to get to work (Leon had put some serious effort into making you late), you’d accidentally worn a pair of super uncomfortable shoes! So now every waking moment of your existence was bonafide torture.
Clamping your jaw, you glance up from the paperwork in front of you and check your watch. Three o’clock. Right, okay, you can work with that.
You slap your hands down on your desk as you push out of your seat, and it gets a satisfying yelp out of the man sitting cross-legged beside it. He bristles up like a porcupine and nasally complains, “Where are you going, Detective Kennedy? You said we could—”
“Coffee, Douglas,” you bite back to said lawyer.
The last thing you want right now is some of the lousy, watered-down coffee from the station’s breakroom, but taking mini-breaks at your desk is just not an option anymore. Douglas has been camped out there from the moment you clocked in, and since you both refuse to budge, he’s going to stay there. Breakroom it is. You wince the whole way there, cursing your shoes from hell.
Someone forgot to start another pot of joe, so you have the absolute pleasure of doing it yourself. A small blessing in disguise, really. You give the glass pot your best thousand-yard-stare the whole time it heats the water, and just when the outline of it is starting to burn behind your eyelids, you’re jolted out of your glazed reverie by a cheerful, “Detective Kennedy!”
The officer appears at your side like she was there the entire time, and you wouldn’t put it past her—Giana is the latest in a long line of rookies who have imprinted on you over the years. Good kid, but a little on the overeager side.
She gives you a sympathetic frown and launches into way too much bubbly talking for your aching head to handle. “Heyo! Man, it’s crazy today, huh? You look beat, detective. Hey, think of it this way—just a few more hours and we’ll be home free! Any fun plans tonight?”
The question triggers a movie-style flashback sequence in your mind, complete with black-and-white visuals and some tasteful dream fog. Leon, your husband, boredly poking around the aisles of a new Target by your place. Leon discovering the boys' toy section. Leon, your beautiful, amazing husband, going starry-eyed at the massive NERF Elite Titan CS-50 Toy Blaster, which you’re pretty sure you need a license to operate.
He’d tapped the Nerf box like a boy on Christmas morning. “150 foam bullets, baby.”
But it would take a lot of energy to relay all of that to Giana. So instead of explaining that you’re having an epic Nerf duel with Leon when you get home (no headshots, loser makes dinner), you cooly answer: “...Spending time with my husband.”
Giana hums. “It’s so weird to me that you’re married…” (Thanks.) “I can’t even picture you not grinding away at some case.”
The coffee machine burbles out its last sad spit of coffee. You pour a good amount into your mug, smiling, “Oh, Leon’s just as bad. We’re both married to our work. He’s just my favorite mistress, s’all.”
Giana opens her mouth to launch into another cheery tirade you can’t catch up with. You like the girl, but on top of being way too eager, she’s also painfully see-through. For example, you don’t even have to turn around to know that a gloriously hot guy has just walked into the bullpen behind you. It’s written all over Giana’s owlish look over your shoulder. Hell, you can even clock that he’s heading straight this way—not only does Giana cross herself to bid away impure thoughts of the stranger, but she evaporates into smoke out of pure shyness.
“Look out!” She stage-whispers.
Aw. Poor girl, you think as she waddles away. Considering who’s going to be unloading a clip of foam bullets into you later this evening, (what a strange double entendre), you’re basically immune to hot guys. You can handle this.
“Excuse me, detective, I’d like to report a crime?”
All sense of professionalism poofs off your face at that familiar voice. You whirl to face your husband, and in one swift slash, the ten ton weight of your stress is slapped clean off your back.
Leon’s resting stare has slowly been absorbed by his Serious Agent Face. But today, he’s smoldering less in the business way and more in the off-duty model way. In a white tee, jeans, and racing-striped leather jacket, he certainly looks the part, clean-shaven and dewy-skinned. Fuck him and his unblemished skin. What Umbrella moisturizer was he using back in the day, dammit?
You’re capable of joking again and fall flawlessly into the bit. “Of course. What kind of crime, beautiful?”
He isn’t really able to look flustered, but you think you get close to the impossible with the way his head tilts at that line. You notice that he’s hiding something behind his back.
“A theft,” he answers. The tiniest smirk twitches on his mouth. “My heart’s been stolen.”
…What a fucking cornball. The tragic part is that you find the joke pretty funny, and not completely in the ironic way. He waits for you to giggle and twirl your hair or what-the-fuck-ever, but you refuse to give him the satisfaction, ducking into his quick hug to grin into his shoulder.
You groan at his awful joke. “Jesus. You need a fork for all that corn, Leon?”
“I take mine off the cob,” he drawls in your ear. With that voice, he could make anything sound suggestive.
You’re about to pout at him for failing to return your hug, when you draw back and see that his hands are full. It’s then that Leon presents his bounty to you, bowing his head and holding his trophies aloft like a knight giving respect to his princess: in one hand, one of the stupid expensive coffees you like, and in the other… your comfiest work flats.
“How?” is the first thing your fish brain manages to say. Because, truly, how does he always know? The coffee, the shoes— “Did you put a tracker in me? One that tells you everything I’ve been complaining about all day?”
You go slumping down into the nearest seat, mystified by him. Leon sets the still-steaming coffee down in front of you and kneels, stooping to help you out of your shoes-from-hell. The strap around your ankle has rubbed the bone raw even through your tights. He gets the clasp loose on the first shoe with little fussing, then soothes the skin with tender brushes of his thumb.
“Mhm,” he hums. All you can see of him from this angle is the layers of color in his hair, deep browns and ash blondes blending into one another. The smug pride in his voice is obvious—he loves knowing he’s read you well. “Tells me when you’re hungry, too. Have lunch with me?”
Please god, your body begs. Just picturing it loosens some of the tension in your neck. Like last time, the two of you would play-fight over where to eat, and your cute little delivery boy would go pick up the winner. That way, you wouldn’t have to waste a single moment of your allotted thirty-minute lunch. Leon would pull up a seat at your desk (maybe scare Douglas off with a flash of his badge), and you’d get a blissful, uninterrupted dose of him. Enough to get you through the rest of your shift.
He’d be too deep in Professional Agent Mode to babble like he does at home, but Leon’s raspy chuckles and his hand on your knee would tide you over til’ five.
…But no, the universe is never that kind to you. You wince at Leon’s offer and drop an apologetic hand to his shoulder, still knelt at your feet and working on your other shoe. He’s too good to you. “M’ sorry, baby, but I think I’m gonna have to work through lunch if I wanna get home on time. Rain check?”
He doesn’t mind. He throws a squinty warning stare your way, not happy that you’re getting dangerously close to overworking yourself, but he understands.
A sly smile creeps onto Leon’s face as he helps you slip on a flat. “I could talk to your Captain. What if you were pulled away for a ‘federal emergency?’”
“Then I think me and my Captain would implode from stress,” you laugh. “He’d think I’d been drawn into some national crisis or something.”
Leon scoffs. “That’s only happened, like, once.”
The other flat welcomes your poor, aching foot like a jacuzzi hot tub, and you take a deep magical sip of the overpriced coffee he got special for you. It trumps the watery breakroom joe any day.
For a minute you’re so stupidly happy that you could easily punch a boulder clean off a cliff. Hell, you might even twirl your hair.
“One too many times!” You groan. Since he’s being all cute and kneeling at your feet, you can’t resist poking him a couple of times to be silly. In the chest. In the cheek. In the heart. Stage-whispering, you accuse, “I think you just like having excuses to work with me.”
Leon finishes helping you into your shoes, but he’s in no hurry to leave his spot. One of his rough hands finds yours in your lap and toys with your wedding band, twisting it, testing the groove where it’s been sitting for a few years now. Those big blue eyes fix on your face. You’re married to the guy, but something about being the subject of all his naked attention makes you feel like shrieking into a damn pillow. He’s the best. Judging by that mean little smile on his face, he knows it’s true.
He gives your hand a little squeeze and points out, “I was your partner before anyone else. We never got our buddy cop beat—so yes, I will shove myself into your world since I can’t pull you into mine.”
You’re grateful he still thinks that way. Getting him to talk about Raccoon is harder than pulling teeth, but this—your partnership, whether that be as cops in an imaginary second life, or as husband and wife—never fails to pry him right open.
You’d been asked before if it was frustrating, how your paths had split after the city had blown. The two of you had come from the same spot and endured the same things, but where Leon had soared up, you’d kept to what you knew. No part of you envied him for it. In his mind, the two of you were still the same unit you’d been then, endlessly loyal to one another. You watched Leon’s back and—clearly, he watched yours.
“You’re my favorite,” you tell him, sweetly petting his chin. “I’m gonna fucking destroy you at our Nerf duel when I get home.”
All the buttery tenderness wipes from his face, and in an instant he’s on his feet, clapping a scarred hand down onto your shoulder and bending to whisper fiercely in your ear. “I’d like to see you try.”
He smushes a kiss to your cheek, waves a friendly, “See ya,” and melts back into the current of the rowdy bullpen. You hate to see him leave, but by god, you love to watch him go.
A few seconds after Leon says his goodbye, Giana, your rookie, peers around the open door of the break room. Her patchy blush goes all the way down to her uniform collar. “...Nevermind. I can definitely picture you married, Detective Kennedy…”
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you’re asking me my symptoms, doctor
gynecologist!matty healy x reader
A/N: hii here’s beloved gyno!au. title is reference to Escapism by Raye lol. i’ll put warnings but def don’t read if this is gonna make u uncomfy. anyways this really came to me in a prophetic vision (slut hour daydreams) so i hope u enjoy and it lives up to expectations? and Shouts to everyone who i bounced ideas w and talked abt this Man w! ty ily mwah mwah
warnings: smut 18+, fingering, inappropriate actions in a doctors office, a bit of corruption maybe hmm idk, degradation, praise, taboo topics/power imbalance (doctor/patient), use of Y/N, dom and sub dynamics, problematic age gap maybe (reader is 22/23, matty is 29/30), dirty talk, etc..
You were sitting nervously on the exam table, leg bouncing up and down. Doctor’s offices always unnerved you, to say the least. The unnatural fluorescent lights with their buzzing, the cold chill, and sterile smell.
Today, though, you had to book your gynecologist appointment. Now, you’ve been to one gyno before, a woman whose practice was nice and small before you moved cities. Going into your third year of University, you wanted a change in scenery. Now, your gyno would be a man.
A kind woman with dark hair had just come into your room after knocking twice, giving you a hospital gown and a warm smile. Telling you to undress to your underwear and bra. That you should, “Sit tight! The doctor will be in soon.”
So, here you were. On the examination bed, awaiting your doctor eagerly. When you heard a similar knock on the door, but an imperceptibly firmer one, your head shot up. “Come in,” you cleared your throat and called out.
When the handle turned and your aforementioned Doctor walked in, you felt deceived. Deceived in the best way, though, because your Doctor was hot.
He was wearing a white coat, one with a silver tag that read MATTY, his medical badges hanging from the plate. With his glasses and the lightest dusting of gray through his black, curly hair. He couldn’t have been younger than his late 20s, if older than his early 30s. And as he reached out to grab the clipboard off the counter, you were able to see the smallest bit of black ink on his wrist.
He looked down at his documents, squinting slightly. He then set it back on the counter, walking about the room and getting some hand sanitizer from the dispenser. Your eyes are drawn to his hands immediately. When he clears his throat, you come to.
“Good afternoon, love. Y/N, correct? I see it says here you’ve only been to the gynecologist once before, and it was a female doctor,” you nod along to his words, watching him take a seat and hold eye contact with you. “Just wanted to let you know, you shouldn’t be worried. Just typical stuff today, alright?” You nod again, feeling smaller now. Even when he’s sat on his stool, he feels bigger than you.
“Gonna need your words, Y/N.” You can’t tell if he’s joking, even if you see the smirk on his face. Shifting in your seat, your gown ruffling below you, you manage a, “Yes, Doctor.” Through your dry mouth.
“Ah, almost forgot to introduce myself properly.” He laughs, but you swore you saw his eyes darken for a swift second. “I’m Doctor Healy, but you can call me Matty if you feel so inclined.” He grinned, and you felt like his words had a double meaning past the surface.
“You’re here for a routine checkup, I take it?” Moving over to the sink, pumping soap on his hands and running the water. “Lay back for me.” He instructed you as he washed, back turned. You listened without second thought, body going stiff.
You heard the tap turn off, Matty was drying his hands with paper towel now. He walked over to the table, standing above you and looking down. “If you don’t mind, can I ask you some questions before we begin?”
You began to nod, but remembered your reaction from earlier. Giving him another “Yes, Doctor.” he smiled easily. “Great… Now, are you sexually active?”
If you thought you were tense before, then you were like a board now. “Um, no.” You let your eyes flutter shut as you felt your skin heating, feeling terribly bare.
“Right, have you been? In the past?” was this a normal question to ask? Of course, they’d want to know of your bodily health. But of your… sexual activity as well? For you, though, there was nothing to report. Seeing as you were a virgin, which meant no sexual experiences other than yourself.
“Um, sorry, what are these questions for?” You couldn’t stop yourself from nervously laughing, your deflection of an answer hanging in the examination room.
Matty’s eyes dragged along your frame, going from your lips and then back to your eyes. You almost missed the beginning of his sentence when he spoke up. “All protocol, of course. It’s slightly awkward, but I’m obligated to ask. So?”
“So, no. I.. have not been in the past, or like, ever.” And you wanted to melt into the floor. Surely you would have to switch doctors after this again. Too embarrassing of a feat to face.
Another look and pause that goes on for much too long. Your stomach was starting to hurt. Well, maybe not hurt, but you needed to fix it and quick. When Matty claps and rubs his hands together, it snaps you out of it. “Interesting. Well, then, let’s begin.”
You noted that his pupils were huge behind the glasses, and his black slacks hugged his crotch very well. Did they look like that when he came in? You shifted again, trying to rub your thighs for some friction.
“Can I touch you?” His accented voice was deep and gravelly now. Leaving not much to the imagination of how this phrase might sound in a different situation coming from his mouth. His mouth, pink lips that he couldn’t stop licking, and slight stubble on his chin.
“Yes, Doctor Healy.” Your voice sounded submissive enough, and you almost yelped when his hand came down to grab your gown covered thigh. Roughly drawing circles with his thumbs into the spot. “Good girl. You’re tense.”
You shivered, eyes closing and opening again. The silence in the room felt so loud, and your doctor’s appointment was feeling a bit too erotic for what it was at this point. “I- I don’t know why I am.” Lie.
“Need you to relax for me, sweetheart.” His cold hands rub up and down your thighs. He’s making eye contact with you, causing you to cast your eyes to the ceiling. “Wanna put your legs in the stirrups?”
“Would that help, Doctor Healy?” You hear the sharp inhale of breath, followed by a cough. Trying not to lift your hips off the examination table from his constant skin to skin contact.
“It would, thank you.” He moves to grab your legs, setting them on the edge of the platform. His grip feels rougher than acceptable, fingertips leaving indents on your thighs. He reaches under your gown, looking at you for your nod and slipping your panties off. “May I start?”
“Yes, Doctor. Thank you.” And when you feel his fingers run down your slit, you don’t think it’s protocol. You were already embarrassingly wet from the interaction. As his hands move and brush your clit, you can’t hold back the moan. When you open your eyes, you’re met with Matty peering at you over his glasses, an amused smirk barely peeking through his expression.
“Oh, that’s no good, sweetheart.” He clicks his tongue, faux disapprovingly. His thumb comes back to press on your clit. “You’re so wet. What’s that from, huh?” He took his middle and ring finger, circling around your hole.
“It’s- You! You’re doing it, it’s your fault.” You cry out in pleasure and frustration. He was so condescending, but it felt so good. You know you needed to be more conscious of your volume, still being in a doctor’s office.
“My fault?” He almost gasped in surprise, “Oh, no. I don’t think so. I’m just trying to do my job, make sure everything’s okay down here.” Maneuvering his hand, he gave you two quick but firm taps on your clit with his middle and index finger. “Can you remove your gown for me?”
“Is this protocol, Doctor Healy?” You asked, half genuinely curious to see his answer. Moving to lift your bum, untying the gown from behind your back. Your legs were slightly shaking, and you saw his hand go to cover the smile that graced his mouth. You moved both your shoulders out of the arm holes, discarding the gown to the side. Leaving you in just your simple black bra, that had simple lace trimming.
“‘Course, making sure you’re in shape, and all.” His eyes dragged down your frame, stopping at your breasts. He was taking in your figure now, so you had the time to do the same. Your eyes immediately pulled to the now prominent bulge in his pants, and his fingers that seemed to twitch in anticipation.
“Do I appear to be in shape, then? Good for you?” Unbeknownst to you, what you had just said lit even more of a flame inside of Matty. You were asking him if you were good for him? He could show you what a good little slut he could make you.
He lets his hands rest between the apex of your thighs again, “Gonna spread you open a bit, okay? Think this’ll loosen you up for me.” Matty’s long fingers make their way to your cunt, running them up and down. He slides them down to your hole, collecting the wetness there and spreading it up to your clit.
His other hand came up to unclip your bra from behind your back. He did this expertly with one hand, leaving it to fall so he could grab at your breast. Palming at it for a while before pinching your nipple. You let out a whimper, and he gave you a soft slap on the side of your chest. He grabbed it roughly again, evening it out and applying more pressure to your clit as he did.
Your hand came to cover your mouth, not wanting to let your moans out. A soft, “Doctor,” fell from your lips, causing him to slip one finger inside of you. You couldn’t hold back, then. “Please, yes!”
Matty is running the tip his finger lightly along the inside of you, and it’s not enough. You begin to whine, but he cuts it off quickly. “Gotta relax or I won’t be able to run my tests. You don’t want that, do you?” His smirk is enough to make you want to slap it off him. Though, your whole body goes slack when he pushes his whole finger inside of you.
You’re moaning freely now, seeming to have forgotten that you’re still in a professional establishment. You were relentless, the pleasure he was giving you was too much in the best way. “Doctor- Matty. Please, need it.”
Matt’s pupils dilated, if it was possible for them to get larger. “Say my name again for me.” He groaned out, rocking his hips into the side of the table to relieve some tension. “Matty. Matty! Need you, please.” You obliged easily, drunken off the feeling. Matty pressed a second finger into your pussy.
“Poor thing. Never had anyone in this little hole before, huh? Perfect little cunt is so tight for me, were you saving yourself?” You think your reactions have gotten to his head, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. Your head was nodding in response to his words, eyes rolling back to your head.
You could feel pressure building in your stomach, the sound of his voice was getting to you. “Mhm. Doctor, think I’m gonna cum. Please, can I?” His hand sped up after hearing your words, thumb pressing on your clit. You could feel yourself dripping down your thighs, on to the protective cover of the exam table.
Your hips began to lift off the surface again, before Matty’s unoccupied hand came to press down on your abdomen again. “Feels that good, darling? Can’t even stay still for me.” You opened your eyes to look at him, gaze falling to how his hand lifted off of you and went to palm himself. “Come on, be my good little slut and cum for me.”
Ultimately, that was what did you in. You gasped loud enough for the whole office to hear, eyes clamping shut. You saw white behind your eyelids and your hips lifted freely off the table this time. Matty’s fingers coming out of you, rubbing your clit through your orgasm. You heard Matty moan in the back, making out a “fuck me, that’s good. You’re beautiful,” coming from his mouth.
As you came down from it, you opened your eyes to see him licking both of his fingers. “Taste sweet, gonna have to get my mouth on you next time.” He said nonchalantly, still looking down at your pussy. You tried to take your hands and put them in front of it, feeling shy all the sudden.
“Little late for that after I made you cum.” He giggled, going to get a towel from the cabinet above the sink. “Lemme clean you up.” You flustered but agreed in the end. When he came back with the towel, he leaned down to kiss you. You reciprocated easily, jumping when the towel came in contact with your skin.
“Thank you for.. that. For the appointment, Doctor.” You giggled, his head snapping up and eyes narrowing. You raised your hands in faux defence, the smile staying on your face. He smiled with you.
“Came so nicely for me, think I should be the one saying thanks.” He gave you another smirk, getting your panties from the side when they had been discarded. He tapped your thigh, signaling for you to put your legs through. Doing the same with your bra, he then helped you off the examination table.
“Seriously, you were really good. You know, for my first time.”
“Would barely call that a first time, I’ll give you that another time though.” He winked, turning around to look for your other clothes. Your jaw dropped, but you recollected yourself before he turned back to see.
“Right well. Thank you..” You said awkwardly, looking down at your feet. Where were you supposed to go from here? You just got fingered by your gynecologist in his public doctor’s office. You would have to reflect on this when you got home.
“Not an issue, really.” Matty sidestepped you to get to one of the cabinets behind you, slapping your ass as he did. Tease. He was being much too normal about this.
“I mean, what kind of doctor would I be if I left you unsatisfied with your appointment?”
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who would have guessed; alex albon
summary: in which you and alex are dropping hints about your relationship, and yet no one seems to be getting the hint
pairing: alex albon x celeb!reader
author's note: i fucking love alex albon and this prompt!! icl i dont know he's so underrated but i enjoyed making this sm xx
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user13 mother is mothering
user14 she's so fit
-user15 that scene in oppenheimer changed me as a person
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sydney_sweeney y/n...
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user18 first pierre, now lando
-user19 the entire grid is simping for y/n and tbh i don't blame them
user20 the soft launch is beginning
-user21 im so ready to analyse every screenshot to try and work this out first
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Don’t Hang’em Til Noon: Chapter Four
Don’t Hang’em Til Noon: Chapter Four
Pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Reader
Summary: Jake "Hangman" Seresin is a notorious leader within the Dagger Gang of the old western territories of the United States. You, a recently orphaned socialite from the eastern seaboard, find yourself swept off to live with your older brother who has set down roots in said western territory. Determined to to make the best of your situation, what will you do when said outlaw sets his sights on you?
Warnings: Swearing, Sexual Assault, Fighting, Violence (against women and others), Jake Seresin, Firearms, Blood. I think that’s it?
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A/N: I hope you guys appreciate me neglecting my job to write this lol I’m kidding, we were so slow, I would have been bored to tears otherwise. Just giving you guys a heads up now that I’m going to try and pre-write as much as I can over the course of the next couple of days in preparation for next week when I’ll be attending my best friends’ wedding. As always, reboots, comments and likes are greatly appreciated!! 18+ ONLY!! Find me on AO3 under sailor_aviator!
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“I swear, that man would lose his head if it weren’t attached to his shoulders,” you grumbled to yourself, as you made for the front door of your home. You had just finished cleaning up the mess from preparing breakfast when Benjamin had come running down the stairs in a frenzy.
“Benji, come eat,” you had said, gesturing to the table that was already set. He had shaken his head, turning in circles as he searched for his dress coat.
“I can’t, Scout. I’m running late for a meeting with a client,” he had said breathlessly. You rolled your eyes, plucking his coat off the back of the chair he had set it on the night before when he had gotten home. You held it out for him, and he shot you a grateful smile as he shrugged it on.
“At least grab an apple on your way out,” you had argued. He plucked a granny smith from the bowl you had set out on the table, gesturing at you with it before making a beeline for the door.
“I don’t know what time I’ll be home tonight,” he called over his shoulder before the door closed with a thud behind him.
Now, here you were hours later with his case files clutched in your hands and scowl plastered across your face. You slipped past the door, and making sure it was secured behind you, you made your way into Maverick.
It was nearing the end of summer, and a surprising chill was beginning to creep its way into the air. You made your way quickly to Benjamin’s law firm, giving polite smiles to those you passed.
You stepped into the firm with the files tucked tightly in your arms. Natasha came strolling out from the back with a polite smile that turned genuine at the sight of you.
“Good afternoon, Scout!” She grinned, gesturing for you to join her in the seating area. You did so, taking a seat on a leather armchair as she sat in the matching one opposite you. “What brings you by today?”
“Benji forgot some of his files,” you sighed, showing her the file. Natasha chuckled with a roll of her eyes. If anyone understood how exasperating your brother could be, it would be her.
“He was up late working again, wasn’t he?” She asked. You shit her a knowing look before the two of you burst into a fit of giggles. “That man will blow away with the wind, I swear. How he manages to keep this place in order is beyond me.”
“He may be a tad bit scatterbrained, but he takes his job very seriously,” you smiled. You were surprised he hadn’t come out to see what the commotion was about yet. “Is he around?”
“No,” she grimaced. “His client insisted on meeting at the saloon.”
“I see,” you said, standing up. Natasha followed suit, reaching her arm out to you.
“I can take the files and give them to him when he gets back?” She offered.
“That’s alright,” you declined. “I could use the exercise. You said he was at the saloon?”
“I did,” Natasha confirmed hesitantly. “But Penny isn’t there today.”
You stared at her. “And?”
“It's just that,” she started nervously. “The patrons can get pretty handsy when Penny isn’t there. Not that I don’t think you can hold your own, but I don't want to see anything happen to you should they get any ideas.”
“I’m sure it will be fine, Nat,” you smiled. “I’ll just be in and out. I don’t plan on staying for long. I still have things I need to do back at the house after all.”
Natasha chewed on her bottom li, seeming to contemplate her best course of action. Finally, she sighed. “If you’re sure.”
“I am,” you stated firmly, already moving towards the door. “I won’t take up any more of your time. I’m sure you’re busy with other things.”
“Spending time with you is never a bother, Scout,” she grinned. “Stay safe, and give your brother hell for me when you see him!”
You offered her a final wave before stepping back out onto the street. You turned right onto the street, setting your sights on the saloon.
The atmosphere differed from your first time inside the large building. Instead of Penny standing behind the bar with her usual easy going smile, a tall man with glasses stood and waved a greeting at you.
“Welcome in, miss!” He smiled. You recognized him from the other day.
“I know you,” you said carefully, slowly making your way up to the bar as you studied him curiously. “You’re a member of the Dagger Gang, correct?”
His smile turned sheepish as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Yes’m. My name is Bob, and you’re Scout right?”
You hummed in affirmation. “And Penny trusts you to run her business?”
He laughed at that, almost catching you by surprise. “I get why you find that hard to believe. If I was in your shoes, I’d think that Penny had lost her mind or something.
You chuckled at that. “I suppose it says something about your character that Penny trusts you enough to leave the saloon in your hands.”
“She does,” he nodded. “I don’t take people’s trust for granted.”
“That’s good to know, Bob.”
He smiled at you and then moved like he was going to say something, but he seemed to think better of it. You arched an eyebrow at him as he shifted on his feet, a blush crawling up his face. “What is it?” You asked.
“Penny doesn’t trust just anyone, ya know?”
“I know that,” you nodded. “What of it?”
“The reason Penny trusts me is because I keep the others out of trouble.”
You laughed at that, and he frowned. “I’m sorry, Bob. I don’t mean to offend. It’s just that, well, if they’re out robbing banks and breaking laws left and right, I’d hate to think about what they’d be doing without you.”
“It’s not like that,” Bob sighed. “They aren’t as bad as you may think, Scout. I know Hangman can be…a lot, sometimes. But, everything they do is out of survival.”
“Right,” you scoffed, causing the frown on Bob’s face to deepen.
“I’m serious, Scout,” he continued. “Penny mentioned that you came from Baltimore. I don’t know much about how things are done over there, but I know enough to know how different things are there compared to here. Work isn’t as steady out here as it is back East. Good men do bad things in order to keep their families safe and fed.”
“What’s your point, Bob?” You asked with a heavy sigh. He offered you a kind smile.
“Try not to be so hard on him? I know you’re used to things being a certain way, but believe it or not, he is trying.”
You didn’t have to ask who he was referring to. You mulled over his words carefully before nodding slowly.
“Alright, Bob,” you smiled finally. “I’ll keep that in mind.” His own grew, and he knocked on the wooden top of the bar as he leaned back.
“Thank you,” he said. “Now what brings you by here today?”
Before you could answer, Bob suddenly straightened up to his full height, a cool look on his face as he looked past you. Your brows furrowed in confusion before you felt a warm body push up against you. You whipped around to find a middle-aged man with salt and pepper hair leering down at you. The cold, empty look in his black eyes was warmed over by a look of unbridled lust. He gave you a once over, eyes pausing along the curves of your breasts and hips.
“Howdy, darlin’,” he drawled, making the hair on your arms stand up.
“Can I help you?” You asked him coldly. You saw Bob shift in your peripheral as a couple of more men crowded you on the opposite side. The man let out a low whistle.
“Why so cold, honey? I jus’ came over here to introduce myself. Name’s Isaac.”
“Charmed,” you bit out, glare intensifying as he leaned in closer.
“Y’ain’t gonna gimme yours?” He laughed.
“I don’t see why you would need it,” you state simply, clutching the folder in your hand tightly. You cast a glance over to Bob who was eyeing the group of men wearily.
Isaac smiled, the gesture hollow. He reached up and tapped your cheek lightly, and you balked at the gesture. “Eyes over here, honey.”
“I’m going to ask you once to please stop calling me that,” you bit out between clenched teeth.
“Or what?” He grins.
“Or you won’t like what happens.”
Isaac let out a booming laugh, his companions letting out chuckles of their own. You saw movement in the corner of your eye. You once again chanced a look over and saw two of the men had crossed over to the other side of the bar. The two men had Bob caged in between them, and his eyes darted rapidly back and forth between the two of them. Isaac grabbed your chin tightly in his large hand, forcing your head back to look at him. “What did I just say about those eyes?”
“Let go of me,” you hissed, earning another chorus of laughter from the group of men.
“A feisty little thing you are,” Isaac chuckled, leaning so that his breath fanned over you. It reeked of cheap liquor and stale tobacco. “I see why Hangman has his eye on you.”
“What?” You asked, brow furrowing at his comment.
“Just so you know,” he grinned, “you have him to thank for this.”
Before you could question him further, he grabbed you by your hips and slammed you up against the bar. You felt the air leave your lungs and a flash of pain shoot up your spine. You saw Bob struggling against the two men beside him as they pinned him back. His eyes blazed and nostrils flared as he tried with all his might to break free of their hold. Your brief moment of confusion allowed Isaac to push his way in between your thighs. You felt the hot length of him press against you, and you started to struggle, clawing at his arms. Tiny ribbons of blood began to flow down his arms as he bared his teeth down at you in a crazed grin.
“That's alright, Kitten,” he laughed. “I like a bit of pain with my pleasure.”
He leaned down, slanting his lips on top of yours, and you felt the hot sting of tears behind your eyes. He thrusted up into you, causing you to gasp and cry out. He took the opportunity to force his tongue into your open mouth, and you almost vomited at the action. Without thinking, you bit down on the offending protrusion, the taste of blood filling your mouth. Isaac lurched back with a yelp, grabbing at his mouth. He glared down at you.
“Bitch!” He spat, backhanding you. Your face flew to the side, a flash of white hot pain radiates from your cheek where one of his rings had made contact, cutting you in the process. You felt blood begin to trickle down your cheek, and your tears threatened to spill over. Isaac gripped your hair roughly, slamming you back down onto the counter.
“You’re going to regret that,” he hissed at you as you fought against the dizziness that threatened to consume you from the force of his actions. Your tears began to flow freely down your cheeks as the larger man grabbed at your shirts and skirts, ripping them in a bid to get them off of you.
“No!” You screamed, renewing your efforts. Isaac ignored you as he licked up the column of your throat. Your sobs racked your body violently, legs kicking at him as he moved to undo his belt buckle. You closed your eyes in an attempt to shield yourself from what was about to happen.
Just when you thought all hope was lost, a resounding click sounded in the room. Isaac stilled against you, and you cracked your eyes open to see the barrel of a pistol pressed to his temple. Turning, you saw Jake on the other end of the weapon.
His green eyes were filled with the intention of murder as his lips curled in a sneer of pure wrath. His body was drawn tight, deathly still as he waited for Isaac to make his move. He looked every bit of what you imagined an avenging angel would look.
“Let. Her. Go,” he ground out. Isaac spared a glance at you, and the gun pressed harder into the side of his head. Slowly, the older man pulled away from you, and you scrambled to sit up on the bar. You now saw the rest of the Daggers standing behind him with their hands on their own pistols. The two men behind the bar had let go of Bob who was now moving to your side. You heard footsteps begin to descend the stairs, and you looked to see Maverick, Benjamin, and an unfamiliar older man stop as they took in the scene before them.
“Scout?” Benjamin said, eyes widening in shock. You let out a shaky breath, turning back to watch Jake who had yet to take his eyes off of Isaac. The two stared each other down.
“Hangman,” Isaac finally sniffed in way of greeting.
“What are you doing here?” Jake snapped. Isaac rolled his shoulders back casually as if there wasn’t still a gun aimed at his face.
“Well,” he drawled, “I came to collect retribution for what you took from me, but then I saw you with this pretty, little thing the other day, and I figured this would make for a good trade.”
Jake’s nostrils flared, a dangerous glint in his eyes as Isaac spoke. “I didn’t take anything that you couldn’t replace.”
“I disagree,” the other man hummed, picking a piece of lint off his shirt. “You wounded my pride, Hangman. And what better retribution than taking your woman?”
Jake’s jaw clenched, and you saw Maverick move out of the corner of your eye.
“Jake,” the older man said gently. Jake spared him a glance before focusing back on Isaac. Maverick continued, “Not here, son.”
Jake looked at him, and when Maverick gave a pointed glance at where you sat, frozen, he turned his attention to you. You must have looked a sight because Jake’s jaw clenched again. You could feel the tears still streaming down your face and mixing with the blood that still dripped down your cheek.
“Jake?” You called to him softly, uncertainly. He took several deep breaths.
“The only reason you’re leaving here alive,” he rumbled, nodding his head over at you, “is because she’s here.”
Isaac watched him for a moment, the two of them not breaking eye contact. Isaac huffed out a light chuckle before turning towards the door. He gave you one last glance before smirking, gesturing for his men to follow.
“You best keep an eye on her, Hangman,” he called over his shoulder. “Would be a right shame if something were to happen to her while you weren’t lookin’.”
Jake said nothing as they filed out. One man stopped beside Bradley, casting him a sideways glance. “Rooster.”
“Jeb,” Bradley replied coldly. The two shared an unspoken conversation before the man followed the rest out the door. As soon as they were gone, Benjamin rushed to your side.
“Scout, what happened?” he cried, checking you over. You looked down at yourself, noting how the collar of your white, cotton shirt hung by mere threads off your shoulder. You frowned at the tiny drops of blood that had fallen onto the ruined fabric.
“I,” you swallowed thickly, “I was coming to give you the casework you forgot at home this morning. I thought it might be important, so…”
You trailed off, your eyes taking in the multiple tears of your skirt, a new wave of tears pouring from your eyes. You jumped when Jake appeared in front of you. His eyes were still blazing, but you saw worry mixed in with the rest of the emotions still swirling within the different shades of green.
“What the hell were you thinking,” he seethed.
“What?” You blinked. He took your shoulders in his hands, surprisingly gentle for how angry he seemed.
“How many times do I gotta tell you that you need someone with you? Especially in here?” he growled.
“I didn’t think-”
“You’re right,” he snapped, his grip slightly harder as his frustration with you grew. “You didn’t think, and you almost got hurt because of it.”
You felt your own temper start to build as you stared up at him.
“Stop treating me like I’m some helpless child,” you snapped at him. Jake barked out a humorless laugh.
“You’re not a child, Scout,” he flung back at you. “And, that’s why it’s so damn frustrating when you do stupid shit like this.”
“I can take care of myself.”
“Clearly you can’t,” he seethed. Your jaw clenched, and you practically threw yourself onto the ground. You pushed past him with a glare and started for the door.
“Where are you going?” he demanded, already moving to follow you. You whirled back around, stopping him in his tracks with a finger to his chest.
“I’m not going to sit here and let you insult me,” you spat at him. He grabbed your hand, and pulled you in to him.
“Have you learned nothing from what just happened?” he glared down at you. “If we hadn’t already been on our way in to see Mav, well shit, Scout. Isaac would have had you every which way and then passed you around to his crew. Don’t you understand that?”
“Let go of me,” you ground out, trying and failing to pull your arm free of his grip.
“No,” he stated firmly, eyes set in a determined bid to win this argument. You gave another tug, but his grip didn’t falter.
“You don’t seem to get it, darlin’,” he sneered. “This ain’t Baltimore. People don’t hide their ugly nature behind polite smiles and fancy clothes. People here take, and they sure as shit don’t care who sees them do it."
He took a deep breath to try and calm himself. "Tell me you understand.”
You nodded, still glaring furiously up at him. He shook his head with a wry smile. “Uh uh, sugar. Need to hear you say it.”
“I understand,” you snapped. He finally let you go, and you wrenched your hand back. The two of you stared a beat longer before you heard Benjamin clear his throat.
“I’ll take you home, Scout.”
“No,” you said automatically. “You’re busy. I can see myself home.”
“Not happening,” Jake said. “I’ll walk you home.”
You went to say something, but he fixed a hard stare at you, cutting you off. “Don’t even try to argue with me right now, Scout. I’m taking you home, and that’s final.”
You huffed, turning on your heels and stormed out of the saloon, Jake hot on your tail. The two of you walked in silence, townsfolk casting you wide-eyed looks as you passed. When you reached your front door, you whirled around to face him.
“I’m home,” you spat. “Safe and sound. Are you happy now?”
Jake stared at you, his lips set in a hard line.
“The boys and I were plannin’ on leavin’ for an excursion tomorrow,” he said, “but I think I’ll stick around.”
You scoffed. “If you’re worried about what Isaac said, don’t be. It’s you who should be worried, actually.”
“Oh?” Jake chuckled. “And why is that?”
“I’m only telling you this as a way of thanking you for your help in the barn the other day,” you began, Jake arching an eyebrow at you. “But there’s a U.S. marshal after you and the other Daggers.”
Jake barked out a laugh, and you stared at him in confusion. Jake looked at you with a wide grin. “I ain’t worried about a U.S. marshal, pretty girl.”
“How are you being so cavalier about this?” you snapped, placing your hands on your hips.
“Because they’re always after us,” he shrugged. “Besides, I can take care of myself. You on the other hand-”
“I can take care of myself just as well as you can,” you huffed. All humor dropped from Jake’s face as he gave you a look that said he clearly didn’t believe you. You scowled at him, stalking into the house. He followed you as you marched into the kitchen. You grabbed the rifle that Benjamin insisted you keep by the back door “just in case,” and walked out the back door. Jake kept following, and you stopped just outside on the porch.
“Do you even know how to use that thing?” He chuckled. Wordlessly, you scanned the yard, finding a forgotten bucket sitting on the fencepost about fifty yards away that you must have left out that morning. You raised the rifle to your shoulder, took aim, and-
BANG.
The bucket went flying in the air, a hole where you had hit it dead center. You let the rifle drop from your shoulder as you held it by your side. Turning, you caught the look of shock and intrigue that graced his face.
“He caught me off guard today,” you said. Jake looked at you, wonder shining in his eyes. “He won’t do it again.”
Jake studied you for another moment before nodding his head slowly.
“Alright, Scout,” he relented. “I’ll see you when I get back.”
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26 Ways of Taking You: F for Face Sitting
Summary: You've waited for 106 years for an apology. So an apology you shall receive.
Notes: ~1.4k words, not edited or beta read lol, we are raw doggin it
Warnings/Tags: MDNI - 18+, face sitting/queening, Sub!Dream, reincarnated reader, unexpected orgasm, strip teasing is you squint really hard, written at 4am do not come for me at grammar mistakes
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In the rubles of an abandoned kingdom, you have long since accepted your solitude. 106 years of solitude is something no person, mortal or not, should go through. And though, yes, you were mortal, each lifetime you have reincarnated you have always sought out Dream of the Endless as your lover.
When you came to be in your previous lifetime, you did not know that he would be captured and that you would die alone and cold in your bed. Here you are now, walking amongst the broken pillars and cracked shards of glass once more. The Dreaming is more broken since the last time you visited some decades ago.
The once shared bed that you lay in brings little comfort to you. Its satin sheets have grown rough, the pillows flat, and even as you bundle yourself within the blanket, the familiar smell of him has faded. Soon enough, even that will be gone and you will have nothing left to remember him by.
You felt his presence before you saw him. It was like a pulse that rippled through the realm, a pulse that guaranteed the return of its king, a promise of rebirth. But, after being disappointed for so long, you stay put; waiting patiently for him within his castle walls. If Dream really has returned, then a few more minutes won’t change anything.
Melancholy turns to anger as you remember the day he was captured was the same day he left you waiting at the lover’s table. The waitress had come by several times to ask if your dining partner was going to come and every hour you insisted he would.
Dream never did show himself, for reasons unknown to you at that time, and you drown your sorrows in the sparkling champagne they offered. You didn’t bother eating dinner and left embarrassed, hiding your face from the pitied faces of the other diners around you.
Much to your surprise, he does show himself to you. He looked tired, skinner, and almost broken. When your eyes connected, it took him a few moments to read your soul. To know who you truly are in this new reincarnation. He came to you like a moth to a flame, his relief evident on his face as he slumped into your arms.
If only you were in a better mood.
“How dare you leave me!” You pushed him away and smacked his chest. “You embarrassed me! You forgot about me! You let me die alone!” Each statement was met with another smack to the chest. You were positively fuming, brows furrowed.
“Forgive me for missing our last date,” He muttered and slumped back into your neck.
“You should be sorry.” You sounded mad, but you were relieved that he finally came back home.
You hold Dream’s head in your hands, and even when the situation doesn’t call for it, the way he looked at you with a downturn lip and pleading eyes sends signals straight to your cunt. It has been several years since you’ve last laid with him.
“You should make it up for me, then I’ll accept your apology,” You stated with a smug look on your face.
Dream only nodded as he let you lead you to the bed. You push him back until he is watching you on his elbows. After you back away from the bed did you begin to shimmy yourself out of your clothes. Morpheus watches intently as your fingers ghost across your waist, giving him a glimpse of your stomach.
He swallowed as you discarded your top, the bralette does little to hide your figure. Your hands move down your curves and his eyes follow when your fingers trace the top of your pants. You walked to him and he sat up slowly, looking up at you with a plea.
“Do you deserve this?” You asked as his hands cover yours over the rim of your pants. His finger traced across your knuckles as he memorized your body once again.
Morpheus only nodded and with a satisfied smile you guided his hands to the button that keeps you from him. His fingers are cold against your skin, the gentle carasses tickling the sensitive skin the further he goes. The button pops open easily as his dexterous fingers opens the seams of your jeans
You allowed him to be impatient, to take your underwear off with your pants. When you’re bare to him in nothing but your bralette, you push him down once more.
With a slow and deliberate motion, you crawl over him, resting yourself high on his chest. Dream’s hands roam across the softness of your thighs, running his fingers down the expense of your legs. You stay there a moment, basking in his presence and the way his chest rises and falls with his vitality.
“Please,” He begged, wetting his dry lips with his tongue. Your eyes dilate as you watch the wet muscle cross over his lips.
Your wetness was seeping through the fabric of his shirt and he was, quite literally, starved. Starved for food perhaps not, but for you and your taste alone? Yes.
“Okay,” You whispered. “Lay down for me, my love.” You guided him again with a gentle hand.
He does as he is told and waits like a good boy as you settle yourself above him. You feel the heat of his breath on your most sensitive areas and when you look down at him you see him already staring at you.
Morpheus licks his lips again and when you still don’t sit down on him, his impatience gets the better of him. He turns his head and sinks his teeth into the plushness of your thigh. Your hands shoot for the headboard to steady yourself as he sucks a blooming hickey where his lips part.
He’s staring at you again, his eyebrows furrowed as you have yet to sit down on him. Dream’s hands keep your hips in place as he goes to your thighs once more, dragging his tongue in a long line until his head is almost off the bed.
“Holy shit,” You gasped as the wetness of his tongue grazed over your pussy lips. Your breath grows uneven as heat pools between your thighs.
“You are trembling,” He hummed in content, nosing your other thigh for attention. His cock was tented and growing uncomfortable in his pants and he shifts to gain any traction for himself.
“Oh, shut up,” You groaned, finally lowering yourself onto his face.
Dream moaned as your entire being invaded his senses. In scent he adores you, in touch he connects to you, in taste he worships you, in sight he ravishes you, and in sound he hears the whispers of his name like a prayer falling from your lips.
Morpheus’ tongue shoots out, licking the length of you. He circle’s your clit slowly and your hips jerk in place as his hands keep you steady. Your other hands run through the strands of his unruly hair and you grab at the base, steering him to where you need him most.
Dream lets you take control, he will have his time, but for now it’s about apologizing. He tastes you deeply, pushing his tongue into your weeping cunt. The Endless’ eyes rolling to the back of his head as he feels you tighten around his tongue and your nails dig into his scalp.
You’re a whimpering mess above him, grinding your hips down and in a corner of your mind, you’re glad to have an immortal lover. If not, you fear you might have broken his neck.
But there’s no room for thoughts like that. Not when he’s back at your clit again, using the flat of his tongue to pleasure your bundle of nerves. He gulps down your arousal, tasting you in the back of his throat like honey.
His nails raked along the length of your legs, leaving rising claw-like marks on the soft skin. Dream does his best to taste you, all of you, but some of your arousal drips down the sides of his chin. He groans as his nose bumps against your clit and you jump at the sensation.
Your thighs tremble, your fingers tingle and your moans grow higher in pitch as your orgasm comes to you unexpectedly. You see the stars of the Dreaming dance across your eyelids and Morpheus helps you ride out your orgasm, his name singing from your lips.
When you’re done and nothing but a panting mess and a slump of flesh and bone does his stop. His hands are still on you, rubbing the indent on your hips in soothing circles.
“Forgiven?” He asks, looking at you with the rare smile that could make flowers bloom.
“Forgiven,” You sigh happily.
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Cunning Linguist
pietro maximoff x reader smut
warnings: cunnilingus, porn with (slight) plot, blow jobs, dissociative identity disorder, dissociation, existential crisis, smut, shameless smut, halloween, canon divergence
word count: 3,990
a/n: i meant to finish this ages ago. but i always overthink shit. i rewrote this several times, and it still doesn't feel worth posting. oh well !! just meaningless filth - same old story, different clothing. i wanted to play with the concept of pietro as an alter in ralph's head. again. lol
he's a little ooc here. but i'm blaming the brain fog. i'm running on three hours of sleep every night. fuck it, we ball. also, not including a tag list because tumblr's system kinda sucks for it. sorry !!
Pietro recalled the moment his consciousness came to light.
Agnes waved her spooky hands in his face, as though she were taunting him. She muttered incantations under her breath. The words of which Pietro didn’t recognize as English. After implanting sentimental memories in his mind - based on stories of Wanda’s childhood - she sent him off on his own. Like letting a dog loose, free to roam.
Pietro’s mission? Find Wanda, have a gabfest or two, extract information. Or something along those lines. Pietro hadn’t paid much attention while Agnes yapped about it. Why focus on that, when the mystery of his own sentience piqued his interest instead?
He was given an easy enough job to do. No problem-o. Pietro had a talent for pestering people til’ they cracked. That’s what Agnes told him, anyway. He wasn’t too sure why she wanted him to play undercover rat. It had something to do with magic. Pietro knew that much. There was some kinda witch-on-witch rivalry in the works. But unfortunately for Agnes - and maybe fortunately for Wanda - she might have to take a raincheck on her duel of the sorceresses.
Pietro could be a bit of a dipshit. Was he stupid? Not so much. He had brains where it counted. He could be crafty. Even sneaky. But his expert level slyness didn’t make him any less of an idiot. Pietro couldn’t refute that factoid about himself. Around Wanda, he forgot how to function like a normal person. Which he blamed on the fact that he wasn’t a normal person. Being brutally honest with himself; Pietro technically wasn’t even a person at all.
More like a conceptual incarnation of human sentience, really. Simple enough.
No ifs, ands, or buts about it, though - Pietro carried the irksome flaws of a human. Often, he acted thoughtless when he didn’t mean to. Without filtering himself first, Pietro unapologetically spoke his mind. He’d drop fourth-wall breaking quips here or there. Sometimes, his careless habits made for entertaining slip ups. Perfect for sitcom shenanigans. Other times, his blunders resulted in pain. Lotsa pain.
Halloween night, Pietro found himself whisked away by a forceful wave. Conjured by Wanda’s potent magic. The same power Agnes wanted her wiggly witch fingers on. After going aerial in a wild whoosh, Pietro got up close and friendly with some Halloween decorations. But, hey, what’re a few broken bones between pseudo siblings, eh?
Wanda sure had a helluva temper. She quickly banished Pietro from ever setting foot in her house again. Talk about a major bummer. Pietro suffered a huge loss on that front. One part because he’d have no choice but to crash with Agnes again. Ninety nine parts because he’d miss his troublemaking nephews. Those fun, lil scamps.
Tough luck, Quickie. Try and do better next time.
Honestly, he’d prefer if there wasn’t a next time. If Agnes wanted to make small talk so bad, she could do it on her own. Calling it quits for the night, Pietro wandered off to a Westview bar. To his surprise, he found the place still in operation. And despite Pietro’s memories - vague imagery of Busch beer cans crushed under his fist - he hadn’t had a beer since his consciousness manifested. Shit. Did he even like beer? Whether he cared for it or not, a subconscious instinct drew him to it.
He assumed that instinct was none other than Ralph himself. The poor dude wanted to drown his terror in alcohol. And after all the twisted shit Agnes put Ralph through; who was Pietro to deny him one of life's simplest pleasures?
The mellow atmosphere of the bar oozed Halloween spirit. Kinda unnecessary, in retrospect. Considering Wanda never stopped by for a drink. Why bother sprucing the place up with her wispy magic, if it never saw any use?
The bartender’s clever quips reminded Pietro of Cheers. Another totally bonkers concept. Pietro had memories of watching Cheers, sure. But he couldn’t decipher if they were Ralph’s or not. For all Pietro knew, they might be a part of the ‘dead brother’ package deal. False memories, meant to give Wanda someone to relate to. Making him liable to tear down her defenses when she least expected it.
But why did Pietro get the sense he was more of a Frasier guy anyway?
Sitting at the bar on a rickety stool, Pietro spun around to satiate his boredom. He cradled a beer, inhaling all of it in a single beat. Superspeed really did have its ups and downs. Consider quick consumption a positive. As far as negatives go…well…inebriation was completely unattainable. Sucks for Ralph. As Pietro flagged down the bartender for another beer, he tuned his ears to a radio broadcast. On a shelf amidst dollar store Halloween decor; a radio droned old fashioned tales of wicked witches. Subtle.
Outside interference interrupted the broadcast. Voices intermingled between buzzes of static. Whispering soft, but panicked mantras of 'Wanda? Wanda, are you there?' Pietro narrowed his beady eyes. His ignorance of the world outside Westview should’ve stayed intact. But whatever the reason, he knew exactly where those voices came from. Why he carried such knowledge was anyone’s guess. Maybe Agnes let too much her own insight slip into his psyche. Whoopsies. Oh well.
Shrugging, Pietro flagged down the bartender for another beer. Deja vu.
Bored outta his mind, his thoughts explored elsewhere.
Pietro dreamt of something a little more down to earth. He remembered a cutie-pie neighbor new to Westview. A ‘next door’ kinda type, with a quirky sorta charm. They had no idea why they were in the city to begin with. Pietro knew these details, only because he gathered the what’s what on just about every person in town. It took him all of two seconds to do so. Zip around. Observe. Make mental notes. Report back to Agnes. Spill the deets.
Anyway, about you…
Call it a crush, loneliness, or even instinctive lust; whatever the case, Pietro thought you were cute as could be. You didn’t remember how you got to Westview, or where you even came from. One day, you woke up in town, and found yourself wearing unfamiliar clothes. Threads evocative of decades long past. But hey, it happens to the best of us. Pietro was well-acquainted with feelings of confusion and alienation. That mingled sense of being both lost, and born anew.
For crying out loud, he was the very materialization of sapient awareness itself. Agnes forbade him from that knowledge as well. But again, Pietro credited his oopsies and ding-dongs to her shoddy miracle work.
Whenever you questioned the reality around you, the world only stifled you into silence. The everyday citizens of Westview seemed so content with life as it was. Acting as if you had nothing to worry about. Wanda’s sitcom setup was nothing beyond sunshine, rainbows, and television tropes. But Pietro could see the unspoken terror hidden deep in their eyes. The truth Wanda kept hush hush.
Just thinking about it was enough to give Pietro the heebie jeebies. And if his intuition was anything to go by - it never proved him wrong yet - you had a bad feeling about Westview too. Way to go! You caught on even quicker than he did. Which was kinda nuts, if he thought about it. Wasn’t he supposed to be the fastest at everything? ‘Cuz speed was his middle name or something.
Or…well, it wasn’t. But it could be. Who’s to stop him from seizing his own destiny at this point?
Pietro Speed Maximoff.
Eh, maybe not.
In Westview, you had no friends or family. And much like Pietro, on Halloween night; you found yourself at the bar. He caught your curious gaze from down the counter. You were dolled up in a scanty, witch's dress, leaving Pietro to wonder why witches were such a recurring theme in his life. Looking too much like a manchild goober, he spun around a few more times in his seat. His sneakers kicked against the stool’s railing. No matter what, he couldn’t sit still. He thought he might be embarrassing himself. But his antics appeared to make you smile even brighter.
Tilting your head, you shot him a look of familiarity.
You weren’t familiar with him, though. But there was a chance you saw him appearing and disappearing around town. During his impromptu stake outs, more than likely.
Bringing your drink to the seam of your lips, you stifled a playful giggle. It was obvious you were gawking at his costume. Arching a brow, Pietro grinned into the rim of his beer bottle. To be fair, he looked supremely ridiculous. The blue tights under his cut-off jean shorts rode up in the crotch a little too much. He dipped his head, staring at the frayed edges of his shorts. Yeah. It was clear he did the job cutting them himself. A hasty one too. Since he was too eager to pull pranks with his nephews.
Damn. Pietro missed those kids like hell already.
The dirty blond hair/ear-things atop his head bounced every time he knocked his neck back. As Pietro downed yet another beer, he lost track of how many he drank. A dribble of it plummeted into silver. Creating a sheen against the lightning bolt duct taped diagonally down his shirt. Pietro sighed and pursed his lips.
His outfit was an all blue ensemble. Garnished with a spritz of silver here or there. Quicksilver. His hero name, apparently. Pietro knew he’d never live up to it.
A bit of friendly conversation later, and the air between the two of you shifted. Your playful look morphed into something a little wanton, the more Pietro acted in silly ways. Holy shit. Seriously? He hoped he wasn't misreading your signals. Because really, your attraction was too good to be true. If you honestly wanted him, where should he proceed from here? How much freedom had Agnes even allowed him? And furthermore - if Wanda’s happy, dream town ran on a curated schedule; what if credits rolled just as the two of you finally got handsy?
Maybe sitcom rules didn’t apply to conscious manifestations of witch hocus pocus? Wishful thinking on his part.
Outside the bar - in an alleyway too uncannily clean, like a set straight out of Hollywood - Pietro beckoned you in with kisses. Technically, he played the role of Agnes’s deadbeat husband. And if that were the case, did kissing you count as cheating? Shit…was Pietro committing adultery right now?? In the midst of macking on your sweet lips, he pressed a palm to the wall next to your head. Pietro pretended to do so for balance, as he devoured you with his mouth and tongue.
But unbeknownst to you, he cracked an eye open. Just to double check for a wedding band.
Nothing there to prove he ever got hitched. Go figure.
You giggled coyly into his lips, letting a soft moan ease through your teeth. Bringing your hands up to the hair/ear-things on his head, you toyed with them. Your pretty voice teased him, as you played with his hair in gentle strokes of your thumbs.
“Ooooh…such a good boy, huh? Fast too.” You cooed, the same way one might praise a puppy.
Oh. Fuck yeah. To hell with sitcom tropes and bogus wives. Agnes scared the ever-loving shit out of Pietro anyway. He had no semblance of a domestic connection to her. Not that she gave much of a damn herself. With how often she threw insults his way. Agnes always used Ralph as her little punching bag, before hijacking his body for her own gain.
No wonder your simple praises got his proverbial tail wagging.
A chuckle hummed in the back of his throat, as Pietro purred into your lips, “Speed’s kinda my middle name, y’know?”
You snorted one of the dorkiest laughs he’d heard since cognisant birth. And with a sudden spark of primal urgency; Pietro felt something else spring into transcendence down below.
Sifting through Ralph’s sidelined psyche, Pietro came to realize how much of a recluse he was. The guy never seemed to get out much. In fact, Agnes might’ve even been his first partner. If one could classify her as such. So, really, Pietro was doing him a major favor. If Ralph knew he planned on using their body for some frisky fun - on an otherwise lonely Hallow’s eve - surely, he’d give his brain roomie some thanks.
Pietro’s hands were vascular like a wired-up machine, clad in arm-warmer paws. Grabbing hard onto your curvy hips with them, he pulled you in closer. He sought the friction of your crotch against his. And after some seriously sloppy making out, Pietro dropped you an invite to his place.
Or…Agnes’s place.
Uh…or…was it technically Ralph’s? Shit, this sitcom roleplay sure gave way to some mental gymnastics.
You didn’t expect Pietro to zip you off at superspeed. Moving abruptly fast, he brought you straight to his disaster of a man cave. Laying you back on the futon, he gave you little time to adjust over the blankets. The wrinkled fabrics reeked of pot, in desperate need of a wash. You got as comfy as you could on the skunky sheets. Blinking your needy gaze up at him, you tugged his white belt, pulling the band undone. Pietro grinned lazily, colliding his swollen lips into yours. His primal instincts left him wreckless with want.
Burying his tongue in the cavern of your mouth, he brought with him the flavor of cheap booze. As you tasted him, you moaned, shucking his dumb jorts down his hips. A sizable swelling twitched in his tights, squirming under muted blue. Your eyes bulged in their sockets, cartoonishly wide. The way you whirled your tongue across your lip gave off a vibe of animalistic hunger. As though you were eager for an all dick dinner. With Pietro as the appetizer.
And the main course. And the dessert. He hoped you'd rate him five stars.
Restaurant metaphors aside; this was the very first test of his capabilities as a lover, after all. If he couldn’t live up to his superhero name, maybe he could make a name for himself in other ways.
Pietro Speed Maximoff. Quicksilver. Cunning Linguist.
But first…he really should satiate your hunger.
One, generous tug downward, and Pietro’s - or Ralph’s - slightly above average length sprang out. Bouncing in your face in mesmerizing oscillation, his cock appeared pulsating and roused. Thick veins weaved like threads through his shaft, akin to his vascular hands. His balls bulged in his tights, his jorts hanging halfway down his thighs. Pietro took his blistering cock in hand. Aching for the kind of stimulation Ralph never got, his desire painted him so flush and ruby red.
Since you looked so delighted at the sight before you; Pietro gave his cock a few strokes. He played with himself for your viewing pleasure. And as his firm grip tugged his shaft, the world pulled suddenly back. It was as though Pietro viewed life through a third person perspective. Metaphorical cameras fixed their lenses on the two of you, in an all too human position of closeness.
The weight of a cock in Pietro’s hand felt both familiar, yet weirdly foreign. Combine that with the sight of another living, breathing body below him; and his nerves buzzed uncomfortably. Frenzied in such a way that matched the quick pulsing of his heart. Focusing instead on your fluttering eyes, Pietro weaned himself out of dissociation. Your hands braced his hips, thumbs circling the fabric of his tights. The gentle gesture brought chills throughout his body. Inching forward, you teased his bobbing cock with a flick of your tongue.
Wet heat grounded him in reality. Upon racing to the forefront of his own mind; Pietro’s breath hitched with a husky groan. He held your head, massaging his fingers in your soft hair. Cute mewls spilled from your lips as you flitted your eyes shut. Swirling your tongue over his cock’s puffy head, you lapped any tearful pearls of precum. His thickness sank between your plush lips, and Pietro’s own lips parted for breath.
Of all things to happen on Halloween night, getting his dick sucked wasn’t on the docket.
Not that Pietro had any reason to complain. This? Wicked awesome. Ralph was really missing out.
You drew lazily back just to lap his balls over his tights, staining fabric with slick saliva. Rolling the tip of your tongue up the underside of his dick, you giggled in that dorkish way again. Pietro’s teeth pulled his lip as he tilted his head back. His dick twitched, throbbing while the heat of your mouth embraced him fully. He moaned, smiling wide enough to show off his dimples. You pumped his cock at the base, teasing his veins with your tongue.
Pietro’s brows turned inward. You suckled his head like you longed to guzzle anything he could give. He sank his fingers deeper through your hair, holding on tightly as he rutted his hips. With each slam of his weeping tip into your throat; he hoarsely grunted. You really did try your best, just for him. Even as tears spilled down your cheeks and your lips began to swell. Plush and puffy, circling his slick length. Pietro kicked up the speed at which he rutted.
Fighting his instincts, he was cautious enough not to choke you. Or, he wanted to be cautious. He braced his hands on both sides of your tear stained face, his arm warmer paws soft against your cheeks. Sinking his dick even deeper between your lips, he accidentally went balls deep. The wet fabric of his tights smothered your chin. You sputtered on his cock, which made your throat wring him so tight. As your tongue curled, sliding under the thrum of his veins; Pietro cursed. Playful chuckles and shameful apologies fell from his lips.
Bitter heat coated your tongue in sweltering jets, thick and explosive down your throat. Pietro’s groin twisted in a blossoming surge of pleasure. And as he ruptured your esophagus with his sticky load, he found himself that much more grounded. As if such a bombastic nut somehow tethered him to reality - securing Pietro from any further derealization.
Righteous. His first big O since Agnes blessed him with the gift of consciousness. Significantly more electrifying than any sad, jerk sesh Ralph had in the past. And since you so humbly took him like a champ - giving Pietro a most euphoric experience; he saw it fit to return the favor ASAP.
Neither Pietro - nor Ralph, it seemed - had any experience toying around with partners. But he did have a vague knowledge of how to do so. Thanks to the backlog of not-so-safe-for-work memories deep in his subconscious. Raunchy porn, mostly. Magazines. Tapes. Jesus, Ralph…why’s there so much dirty stuff in there, huh? Lots and lots of it. Pietro would have to do his own research later.
He gave you no time to prep for his oncoming nose dive. Perched on your knees, coughing and clearing your throat - you found yourself abruptly resting on your elbows. Your upper back pressed into the futon. Pietro lifted your hips, using his strength to hike your thighs over his broad shoulders. As you parted your swollen lips to protest, blinking your reddened eyes; Pietro pulled your panties to the side. He kept the soaked lace pinned under a thick thumb. Burying his lips in your cunt, he lapped up your honeyed heat.
A sudden addiction, triggered by something carnal, overtook him instantly. Pietro became hooked on your fragrant flavor, swirling your cute bud in high-speed circles. He worked your stiff clit like a microscopic joystick, flicking wet heat in a spastic whirlwind. Alternating between drawing patterns, and sucking your precious pearl hard. Pietro so easily made you squeal - even without any prior experience - until you scratched your fingernails deep into Ralph’s sheets. Kissing your cunt, he let his thirst take over, and dove deeper.
The tune of his name melting through your moans made him wish the night would last forever. A small fraction of him hoped Ralph would never take over again. If consciousness offered rewards this scrumptious, Pietro wanted to stay sentient into eternity. Not to be selfish or whatever, but he almost considered playing minion for Agnes again - if only to secure the lifespan of his psyche.
Your supple, pussy lips parted as he wormed his tongue through your slick walls. Smooth, bumpy heat squeezed the fuzzy ridges of his tongue. In milliseconds, your fluttery love gushed over his taste buds and leaked down his chin. Tears teased the edges of your eyes. You cried whines of sugary bliss. Pietro’s thumb kept your panties pinned, his other hand locked around your thigh.
He smirked into your pussy, deep chuckles burning hot on your mound. And since the position wasn’t exactly the most comfortable; he allowed you some reprieve. Pushing you past your breaking point at light speed, Pietro bashed the sopping slickness of his tongue into your clit. You trembled, shuddering through powerful waves of orgasmic intensity. White-hot flashes of light flooded your vision. Under Pietro’s zippy tongue, your sweet pussy quivered.
Totes mcgoats. If he learned anything tonight - aside from the obvious lessons in subtlety; Pietro now understood why the everyday man lost his doggone marbles over puss.
After your first release, he eased your tired body into the futon. Your back met cozy blankets, engulfed in that skunk weed scent. Before you relaxed, he edged you even longer, drawing out your pleasurable suffering. Pietro sank his fingers deep into your heat, pumping the length of them inside you. His digits curled perfectly, finding every spongy spot that made your core burst with a desire to cum again. His tongue teased your swollen nub until you grabbed at his hair. You mussed the funny looking ear things atop his head, pressing your palm into his forehead to try and push him back.
You begged him to stop. Pleading in disoriented whimpers, your noises went straight to his limp dick. A few more hot, wrathful waves of pleasure later - he finally stopped. Only after your cunt erupted in one more, wet burst. You leaked like a fountain into his lips, soaking his chin, even making a mess of his makeshift costume. More than worth it. Pietro sat up on the futon, admiring his handiwork. He wiped his mouth with one of his arm warmer paws. Your mouth fell agape as your lungs begged for air. More tears sparkled on your flushed cheeks, mirroring the twinkle of your pussy. Pretty as a rose in a rainshower.
With your sluggish arms, you gestured for Pietro to climb over you. And once he did, you pulled him into a lazy kiss without a single care. You paid no mind to the taste of your sweetness on his lips, or the scent of your musk on his chin. Sleepily blinking, you bravely asked if you could stay the night. Too tuckered out to even consider a long walk back home.
Pietro could just as easily speed you over to your place. But even at the risk of his not-wife catching him in bed with someone else - he felt too adverse to loneliness. Besides...your company brought him more delight than he ever expected of anyone. Settling into the futon, he popped on Ralph’s old TV set.
Cheers was on. Pietro snickered to himself, rolling his dark eyes.
“What’s wrong?” You asked, snuggled up against Pietro’s strong form. He’d changed clothes at some point in the night, finally foregoing the tights. Oh, and he lended you one of Ralph’s shirts too. A Grateful Dead t-shirt, of which you were very grateful. Hah, “You don’t like Cheers?”
Pietro shrugged, sipping a beer. A Busch beer. He scowled at the taste, curling his lip.
“Eh. More of a Frasier kinda guy.”
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You're about to die
Mikey(manjiro sano × reader)
TW death angst idk what else
(This was rushed ill prob make a part 2)
It was 6:30, way past the time you guys were supposed to meet up, and mikey came all bruised up and bloody in his gang uniform dirty and messy.
"Sorry (reader)..... the gang needed me." He chuckled, but you were mad, this wasnt the first time. He tried to joke his way out of this, but you were just done with his excuses.
"You promised this wouldn't happen again, mikey. I waited 2 hours. 2 HOURS. I'm going home" you said while gathering your things getting ready to leave the cafe.
"I told you I'm sorry! You should've just left in the first place instead of just waiting. A gang just suddenly approached us while we were having a meeting..!" Mikey says, getting a little mad."I was worried, you know! You weren't answering my calls, and I didn't know if you were okay and stuff. Of course, I would still be waiting. I'm gonna go now since I now know you were just in another gang fight when you had plans with me. " You completely pissed off, walking away from mikey to go home. He didn't even stop you. All he did was look at you and pout.
You couldn't believe how childish he can be sometimes. He's the leader of his gang toman, the gang that beat the black dragon?
You sighed and called emma to hang out and rant about how childish her brother is, and get her advice on this situation. She was already hanging out with hina, so you decided to tag along on their little slumber party at hinas. Packing your belongings, you get a call from mikey, but you didn't feel like answering, so you just left it ranging and went to hinas' place.
"Guys, can you believe how childish mikey is? I was worried and he wasn't picking up his phone! After 2 HOURS!! He comes all dirty with blood all over him!!" You ranting to them. "I get you! At least he showed up, Takemitchi never came to our anniversary date once. ANNIVERSARY!!" Hina says, getting pissed just remembering it.
You guys chatted, ranted, and did your usual things, then went to sleep. Talking to them calmed you down a lot, and you forgot why you were even mad at mikey for, so you decided that when you get home, you were gonna call mikey and apologize and go on another date. It was the afternoon, and the sun was setting. you decided it was time to go home. "Bye (reader). make up with my brother, He texted me talking about how depressed he is, lol!" Emma talks to you before you go home. "Thanks, Emma!"
While you were walking home, you felt someone come up to you and
You felt something sharp hit your back
It hurt. It hurts so much. The person who stabbed you ran away, and you couldn't see who it was. You sat down against the nearest wall to help ease the pain, but it didn't work. You tried pressing pressure against the wound it helped but it still hurt a lot. You started to have flashbacks and.. Mikey. Mikey came up in your mind.
Mikey was hanging out with takemitchi and draken, but suddenly he heard his phone ring. It was from you. his girlfriend, he picked up the phone in hurry not minding draken and takemitchi "hey mikey.." You say sounding really weak. "(reader)? Are you okay? What's wrong?" Mikey says worriedly. "Nothings wrong.. I just wanted to say sorry for getting angry at you yesterday...I'm sure you couldn't have helped it, haha. " you said while sounding even more weak
"I'm sorry too.. but what is this suddenly? Are you really okay?" Mikey sounding even more worried than before.
"Yeah, I'm okay.. really.... hey, uhm, mikey?"
"Yeah..?"
"I Love You"
You hang up.
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hi omg your riwoo fic... TEARS WERE SHED... if you're open to requests can i request an angst sungho fic (with fluffy ending though) HSJSHSH thank u
TALK TO THE WALL
fighting with sungho was tiring, and it's not something you normally do. when things get a little hard to handle, maybe you just need to step out and see what happens in the morning.
PAIRING park sungho x fem!reader
WC 0.6k
TAGS established relationship. angst. fluff. fighting. yelling. making up.
OMI NOTE omg hi anonn i hope this was good for you. whenever i think of angst with happy ending i always think of couples fighting LOL
maybe you understood the true meaning of eternity, as you had been arguing with sungho for the past hour or two. it didn’t end, and his words continued to cut you deep, leaving a gash of things he didn’t know could come out of his mouth.
it was silly really, couldn’t you understand that he was busy? so why did it feel like he was ignoring you on purpose? you wondered if the spark between the two of you finally became dull like a burnt out match.
the louder he got, the quieter he became. to be honest, you had stopped listening.
“why can’t you just listen to me, y/n! i’m tired, i can’t deal with this right now.” he shouted at your shaky figure.
“i didn’t ask you to deal with shit, sungho! i haven’t seen you in so fucking long is it so wrong to ask for some time with you?” you cry out.
“i just can’t keep dedicating my world to you y/n, i need time for myself too.”
“but it’s been months. when was the last time we went on a date? when was the last time we cuddled? fuck i even forgot what it felt like to kiss you. don’t you understand how frustrating that is?”
“god this is so stupid. you were never this clingy what the hell happened?” he groaned, running a hand through his sleek black hair, still a bit messy from his long day.
“oh, so now i’m clingy? is that what i get for missing my stupid boyfriend?” you choke out, wiping tears with your already wet sleeve.
“don’t make me feel like the bad guy, y/n.”
“i’m not trying to make you feel anything except for maybe a little sympathy for how i’m feeling.” you bit the flesh inside your cheek.
“you just don’t get it, do you?” he scoffed.
“talk to a fucking wall, sungho.” you storm off into your shared room, making sure to lock the door behind you. anything he said to you while you turned away from him didn’t settle in your head.
more tears fell down your flushed cheeks as you snuck into the covers, muffling your sobs with the white sheet. things weren’t always like this, in fact, they were never like this. you didn’t want to imagine your everyday life without seeing his handsome face.
sleep came easy as you felt numb. no knock on the door, no sign of life outside of your bedroom. you wondered if he left you and you’d come out to an empty apartment.
the next morning you woke up with a raging headache, and the light from your blinds illuminating your post cry glow. sungho’s smell already began to disappear from the pillows after one night, this stung your heart a little.
rubbing your puffy eyes, you slowly got up from your bed and trudged to the door. there was something blocking light on the otherside, but you were surprised to see sungho fall backwards upon opening. he shot awake, looking around before meeting you.
“baby why are you sleeping at the door? don’t you have practice?” you muttered.
“i told jaehyun i wouldn’t make it today. we’re not supposed to go to bed angry, my love. i didn’t want to leave you alone..”
“so we can continue our argument? no thanks.” you tried to push his body out of the doorframe but he wouldn’t move, instead standing to meet you.
“i don’t like it when we argue, y/n. i was out of line and should’ve took a second to consider things from your perspective.” he takes his hands up to your swollen face, frowning as you furrow your eyebrows.
“i just missed you, a lot.”
“you deserve so much, and i’m sorry i haven’t been able to give that to you recently. let me make it up to you today, pretty.” he kisses your forehead before pulling you into a hug.
“love you, sung. please let’s talk and not yell next time.” you sigh at the familiar scent embracing you once again.
“never in a million years would i yell at you again.”
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TMagP 17 Reaction
Pre-Episode
I've discovered that acting disinterested literally makes the episodes show up earlier on my youtube account, so I've gotta play mindgames on this app every thursday to get to see the episodes less than half an hour after they release lol
Pre-Statement
Ah Celia is back on her bullshit
Wait did she just nearly get ran over???
I feel bad for laughing at her but her only reaction being "Oh for gods sake" is super funny to me how long has she been doing this
oh hi sam
oh god she missed their date :[
something tells me a habit is going to be made of this, especially considering she literally cannot help it
"it really wasn't" yeah no wonder you nearly became roadkill
theyre so cute i love them
ooh shes mad
Statement
"catalyst" huh, have we heard that before or is this the first time
pfft not the interviewer getting read to shreds
wild theory before i keep going, based on the title "saved copy" and the "identity crisis", "existential horror", "temporal distortion" and "captivity" tags, im going to assume that this person going to therapys having the details of their life copied somewhere for something to replicate and replace them, and the doctors gonna attempt to get rid of them but obviously it didnt work. either that or the guy outside the office does something
as someone whos never done meditation before this is not encouraging me to start
ah office spaces, the worst of cosmic horror
wait did they get teleported or something
tbf if my taxi driver started driving completely the wrong way i'd assume the worst and start "exchanging words" too
oh my god was i right
wait is this copy based on their therapy, a version of themselves with no problems whatsoever? and is this gonna be a "there can only be one" type scenario?
oh wait no i forgot siblings exist
wait nvm them having the same name is weird
"dates and times" so this is where the temporal distortion comes in ig
yup
i'm sticking with the "rich-darrien is a copy trying to assimilate into og-darriens life" theory for now
yeah because thats not normal darrien, even if youre related no-one looks completely identical apart from glasses, teeth colour and a lack of a beer-gut
do they both think the other is the copy, or does sharron just not know?
oh god what is he hiding
does he beat up a real person every time hes upset
of course it was his father that makes sense
oh my god the sound design
oh my god he's the one who assimilated thats so cool
good for sharron i hope shes doing okay
off-topic but i love the way the voices get more real as the statement goes on then go back to their more robotic tone at the end
Post-Statement
as a celia fan i am eating well this week jeez
celia my dear what do you mean by that "not exactly the same though, it is?" girlie what have you done what are you hidinggg
alice!
who was playing the music in the background there?
as someones whos computing department in school consists of keyboard with never-before-discovered types of bacteria wedged between the keys thats valid
alice dyer i love you so much
ah the dyhard is dyharding
ah yes the mutual "i'm traumatised and i know you are too but i don't like you enough to give details on mine or ask about yours so we'll just sit and suffer in silence til the ice somehow breaks" dynamic
also colin mention woohoo i love the scottish man
the computer start up noise and power down noise at the beginning and end of every episode kind of makes me think that someone is watching all of this (maybe us, or more likely someone in-universe)
anyway that was fun, i'm doing this late but this was a nice way to spend my first proper off-day since finishing all my exams
#tmagp#the magnus protocol#tmagp spoilers#tmagp reaction#celia ripley#samama khalid#alice dyer#gwendolyn bouchard#colin becher
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i was rewatching the dream team all stars MCC and was thinking about streamer!reader cause im actually sick in the head :) so now everyone else has to deal with it 😌 so, as much as i love bad, reader does happen to be an honourary Dream Team member according to bf!sapnap.....
i like to think during this time (Nov. 2021) reader and sapnap are well into their talking stage and like, reallyyyy close to dating (they prolly start dating two weeks after this stream of sum). so this is technically crush!sapnap [so cutee]
also just bsf!george and dream moments cause why not (and cause i need some more fluff to feel gud)
lots of swearing (particularly fbombs lol)
so enjoy.... or dont lol :) m.list
crush!sapnap who cant help but giggle when you text him about the 'serpnerp and gerge' bit he did before the event started. when you ask about the fake kisses they gave eachother, he would be tempted to text you back with "i could give you real ones if you want" but refrains from it.
crush!sapnap who secretly had your stream pulled up on the side just so he could see your face as you hyped yourself up for the event.
if youre faceless, he'd just want to listen to you and hear the way you pause to read a text he sends you. he'd feel so cocky if you happened to quietly giggle at something you he sent you.
crush!sapnap who forgets youre on the call for a moment when he makes comments about needing to take a shit...
"if i really wanted to, i could insta-shit"
"ew wtf 😭"
"i actually forgot you were here for a moment, my bad" (he would be blushing so hard)
crush!sapnap who hypes you up so much during parkour tag (and makes sure youre not getting tagged) when youre the last person to be tagged
bsf!george who also hypes tf out of you when youre tagging people. he gets so loud that you have to tell him to stfu at times
crush!sapnap who subconsciously tries to protect you during the first round of sky battle until you call him out for it
"sapnap, dont worry about me! just try to get the other fucking teams. holy fuck..."
"y/n is getting toxic~"
"george shut the fuck up."
(it was mostly cause dream was getting heated at you but dw sap gets it 😌)
bsf!dream who blames you for a block placement glitch during sky battle
"Y/N!"
"WHAT?! WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO?!"
it led to a strange disagreement about where you were standing before crush!sapnap interjected and told you guys to leave it be. (we stan)
crush!sapnap who feels his heart flutter when you giggle about heated dream was getting over you standing on a rail in grid runners.
bsf!george who gets very hyped when you dont mute yourself during ace race.
"y/n are you muting yourself?"
"nope, are you?"
"LETS GOOO! ITS JUST Y/N AND GOGY"
"Lets go!!!!...... but shut the fuck up a little"
crush!sapnap who tries to gather your materials whenever you need them during buildmart and ultimately pisses off dream when he doesnt bring back what people need.
"Sapnap, how the fuck are you leaving but not bringing back fucking anything we actually need!?!?"
"okay! okay, what do you need?!"
bsf!dream who gets wayyyy too heated at you during battle box.
"y/n just use the fucking bow!"
"i am you dumb fuck!"
"oh my-"
crush!sapnap who gets annoyed too, but tries to not direct it towards you.
"george if theyre building to middle, block them!"
"y/n is supposed to be covering me!"
"they are, so pull your weight!"
bsf!dream who gets yelled at by his chat for yelling at you.
'say sorry to y/n'
"what? you know what, fuck y/n! ive known them for over 5 years, im not saying sorry!"
"good! i dont want your apology anyway! we are no longer friends!"
"good!"
(literal toddlers lol)
crush!sapnap who says a small 'hi' when he passes by you in sands of time. even if youre in the same call. and have been for 2 1/2 hours.
dteam who just lets you do youre own thing in the last to games of the event (sands of time & tgttos).
"i actually havent hear y/n speak in like five minutes," george said with an impressed smile. "i thought they just left the call for a moment, ha."
"me too for a second-"
"both of you shut the fuck up, im tired and tryna get this over with."
"PFFFT-"
bsf!george who could help but cackle when you yell at him during dodgebolt.
"george if you dont stop talking about the arrow, i will fly to london and shove it so far up your ass-"
crush!sapnap who calls you after both of you end your streams to talk about how you feel after the event.
"how are you doing, you seemed..."
"angry? annoyed?"
"tired..."
crush!sapnap talks with you until either one of you has to hang up. you feel like youre back in highschool talking to your crush for hours on end.
ngl, i dunno how i feel about this one. it might be too much tbh but im tired asf writing this and dont wanna change much. and i got a little carried away having fun writing it....sorry... -Nony
#sapnap#dream team#georgenotfound#dteam#dream#sapnap x streamer reader#sapnap x reader#sapnap x y/n#sapnap x you#mcc#im so tired#im so sorry about typos or weird shit#it might be a self insert type of thing but i cant tell this early in the morning 😭#its almost 3am#ive almost been awake for 12 hours straight#send help#okay im done#bye#enjoy#sapnap fluff#dteam fluff
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Making a post to yell about A Glitch In Time as I read, tagged for spoilers, here we go:
- "And more importantly, to Nasty Burger after!" Bad omen, BAD OMEN
-"So. Do YOU like mayors?" I fuckin forgot they made Tucker the mayor that was so fucking stupid!!
- LOL FOR 48 HOURS
- Jack Fenton confirmed unable to even kick a man into space correctly
- Why. Why was Dan's thermos just sitting there out in the open where any emotional old man could knock it over, almost such a silly thing to do that it would have to have been intentional...
- Vlad "Tuxedo Mask but you didn't do anything" Plasmius
- lol bye
- "Do you have a childhood trauma you want to talk about?" Jazz, what the fuck kind of question is that.
- Jazz "Sailor Moon transformation" Fenton
- Hmmmm is a pollywog a baked good? *googles it* ....it'll do.
- "I am who I am" The dumbass I've loved for nigh 20 years, folks
- Plasmius hunched over an old ass computer I am fucking dying
- YIP YIP
- I fuckin love Jack and Maddie
- "Who else in town would have a portal?" Uh.
- "Sorry, not sorry!" And you shouldn't be!
- Why does Vlad's portal look like a portrait frame? Did it always look like that?
- Vlad deserves every bit of grief he's getting
- OH FUCK WHY DOES PLASMIUS HAVE PUPILS IN THIS PANEL NO THANK YOU
- Oh, Lance Thunder, you hero
- Jack Fenton also confirmed for indestructible
- OH FUCK HE TURNED HIS HEAD ALL THE WAY AROUND NOPE
- "I...see." 🥹
- Lol Jack forgetting he hates Vlad now. Old habits, you know?
- "Still has cupholders though!"
- Okay, that emerging from the flames panel is really badass
- S O N O O N E E L S E L E A V E S
- HOLD ON I NEED A MINUTE
- 😭😭😭😭
- 'kay I'm fine carry on
- My dude this one panel in particular why is Vlad such SHAPES like they wanted to make him muscles but also STICK LEGS
- "Ten out of ten plot twist!" Lol okay, you toot that horn of yours
- Someone tells Jazz she's right one (1) time and she's LOSING IT
- Well THAT sure leaves some room for sequels 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
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