#it's still dumb as hell but i almost wonder if she wanted to just ruin her career so she could leave the internet
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honestly i wouldn't be surprised if colleen intentionally sang in her "apology" video so she could copyright claim youtube videos of people who used clips of it when they make videos about the situation (IIRC she already has). she makes a clear point in the video that she is mad that people are making money off her "demise" so it would make sense. she also apparently put the song on a streaming service in an attempt to profit off a video of her not explaining child grooming and abuse allegations. wouldn't be surprised if all of this was a calculated move from her team as a last-ditch effort to push the attention somewhere else because there is no way to truthfully explain what she did and apologize for it while making her still seem like a good person
#🦌#it's still dumb as hell but i almost wonder if she wanted to just ruin her career so she could leave the internet#bc once something else pops up and she's completely offline the general public will move on#sadly the song is trapped in my head bc i watched too many commentary videos about it
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AU modern - Reacting to WAP
Eren - Mikasa - Reiner - Levi - Erwin - Annie - Porco - Connie
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You're driving along, and your partner insisted on driving, so you get to be in charge of the music - of course, when you see WAP appear on suggested songs, you put it on, just dying to see the reaction on your lover's face.
They're all just too precious for our world.
Song: WAP - Cardi B (Ft. Megan thee stallion)
There's some hoe's in this house...
Eren
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As the song starts, his eyes flicker over to the stereo, then to you, and then back onto the road.
"Make that pull-out game WEAK!" Makes his eyebrows spring up in surprise.
His face is unreadable for the first part, almost as if he didn't notice the lyrics. But he did.
"Is this what you're into now?" He mutters nonchalantly as he turns the wheel.
You don't reply. Just observe.
"I want you to park that big Mack Truck, right in this little garage" He blinks, pulling back his head.
He's starting to wonder if you were trying to tell him something.
Turns around and is heading back home.
"E-eren, where are we -"
"You know, if you want me to fuck you I'll always happily do it. You don't need to put on a song to - "
"Eren, n-no." You try to speak through laughter as he picks up speed to get home. "It wasn't... like that, ha-ha!"
His face was blank, priceless.
"Well, too late now I've turned around. Text Jean, we're going to be a little late."
Mikasa
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Mikasa doesn't notice at first. She's a careful driver and was focusing on something happening up ahead. Nothing bad, just something that required her focus.
"Bring a bucket and a mop, for this wet ass pussy." Snaps her attention. She wasn't sure if she had heard that right, her eyes widening and looking at the stereo.
"Give me everything you got! For this wet ass pussy" Nope. She heard right.
Her face deepens into a hue of crimson, her lips parting in a sheer sock.
"Y-y/n!" She gasps, totally blown away at the vulgar lyrics. "What is this?"
Her fingers fumble for the knob to turn down the volume, but you playfully bat her hand away.
"No, no." You tease. "You wanted to drive, so you said I could pick the music."
Throughout the song, her face was locked into a worried frown her face getting redder and redder as it went on.
"My innocence..." She whispers when it finally ends.
You'd literally ruined her entire day, those images of Cardi B's wet bajingo invading her mind. It took her until dinner later for her to see the funny side. But until then, she isn't best pleased with you until then.
Reiner
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Reiner is uncomfortable as soon as the intro begins. But he gives it a chance in silence.
What the hell is a Kegal? He thinks, totally innocent and oblivious. But he doesn't really want to say anything, thinking you're enjoying the song. He doesn't want to ruin it for you.
Is this what people listen to? His eyes dart over to you, doing a little jive dance.
A pink hue colours in the tops of his cheeks and nose, the lyrics just reminding him of the intimate times he's had with you, his love.
"I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp, I wanna gag, I wanna choke." He lets out an involuntary squeak, clearing his throat immediately after, pretending he has to cough.
"Are you okay?" You ask, holding in your laughter to the best of your abilities.
He nods, pretending he has no idea what your concern is for.
The song ends and he is tense, wide-eyed and still a blushing mess.
"What did you think?" You ask, innocently.
"I think that woman needs to find someone nice to fulfil her needs."
You can't get over how precious he is at times.
"And I think some things should be kept private."
"They certainly do." You sigh happily looking at the sweetest man you've ever met.
Levi
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Don't expect much of a reaction from Levi. Before the first verse even ends, he switches it off. And he's lightning fast.
"We're not listening to that filth."
He's not dumb, he knows you were trying to wind him up, so he's a little huffy with you for an hour or so afterwards.
When you reach your destination and Erwin greets you (meeting up for lunch) he asks how you are.
"I was great until my ears were assaulted by the worst song I have ever heard." He mutters, still huffy.
He lightens up about it, but don't expect a laugh or anything.
Erwin
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Eyes flicker a little wider for a moment, but after that not much of a reaction.
His eyes snap to you now and again to gauge your reaction, wondering if you'd put it on by mistake and you hadn't noticed.
The song ends.
"Well now." He comments. "There were indeed some "hoes in that house. I think I said that right."
Erwin is clever. He's turning your prank back onto you.
"Is that how it's said, y/n? Hoe's?"
"Erwin - "
"And that 'dangling thing in the back of her throat' is called a uvula."
"I don't think she - "
"So there are hoes in the house. They have a... was it WAP?"
These things did not sound right coming from Erwin.
"The storytelling was tremendous."
"Okay, Erwin I get it please sto -"
"Catchy too. I think i'll add it to my playlist." He then begins to sing, to your horror. Monotone, and flat yet he still goes for it. "Got me thinking about that wet ass pu-"
"Okay Erwin, you win! Just please, god, stop!"
He smirks. Chalk up yet another victory for Erwin. He knows you'll never play such music in his presence again.
Annie
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Annie doesn't seem phased in the slightest. She continues driving without a word, her face never changing from its usual stern expression.
"That song was disgusting." She eventually says when it's over. "Never play it again while I'm here."
"Okay..." you reply, disappointed in her reaction.
"Not a single person could realistically give anyone that. Bought her a phone? Just to see pictures in between her legs? Hasn't he heard of pornhub?"
"Woah, jesus Annie I don't thin -"
"She's either full of it or she likes to pull pathetic simps."
"It's just a son-"
"Music is art. That wasn't art."
"That's subjective really isn't it?"
"No."
Porco
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Porco bursts into a giggle after the first verse. "What the hell is this, y/n?"
Starts to bob his shoulders to the rhythm. "Catchy though."
"She wants him to what?!" He laughs.
He laughs pretty much through the entire thing and when it ends, he pulls over to the side of a street, undoing his seatbelt."
"Porco? What are you-"
"You want me to do that to you?" He turns to face you with a devilish grin.
"N-no!" You joke, laughing as he lunges over and assaults your neck with kisses that tickle.
"Aw, but I wanna 'tie you up like you're surprised'" He jests, laughing as he grabs your waist.
"Okay, okay, I get it!" You laugh as he continues his tickle assault.
"That's what I thought." He grins, stopping and pecking your cheek. "Come on, we're gonna be late."
Connie
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You're not surprised, to be honest when he exclaims; "Oh! I love this song!"
Sings it word-for-word. Dancing. The whole package.
Lowers his windows and turns up the volume.
It's you who squirms in embarrassment as he yells out the window; "CERTIFIED FREAK - SEVEN DAYS A WEEK!"
You end up turning it off, resulting in a whine from him.
"Aw, you're no fun y/n."
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AU modern - Reacting to WAP
Eren - Mikasa - Reiner - Levi - Erwin - Annie - Porco - Connie
You're driving along, and your partner insisted on driving, so you get to be in charge of the music - of course, when you see WAP appear on suggested songs, you put it on, just dying to see the reaction on your lover's face.
They're all just too precious for our world.
Song: WAP - Cardi B (Ft. Megan thee stallion)
There's some hoe's in this house...
!Taking requests for reactions!
Eren
As the song starts, his eyes flicker over to the stereo, then to you, and then back onto the road.
"Make that pull-out game WEAK!" Makes his eyebrows spring up in surprise.
His face is unreadable for the first part, almost as if he didn't notice the lyrics. But he did.
"Is this what you're into now?" He mutters nonchalantly as he turns the wheel.
You don't reply. Just observe.
"I want you to park that big Mack Truck, right in this little garage" He blinks, pulling back his head.
He's starting to wonder if you were trying to tell him something.
Turns around and is heading back home.
"E-eren, where are we -"
"You know, if you want me to fuck you I'll always happily do it. You don't need to put on a song to - "
"Eren, n-no." You try to speak through laughter as he picks up speed to get home. "It wasn't... like that, ha-ha!"
His face was blank, priceless.
"Well, too late now I've turned around. Text Jean, we're going to be a little late."
Mikasa
Mikasa doesn't notice at first. She's a careful driver and was focusing on something happening up ahead. Nothing bad, just something that required her focus.
"Bring a bucket and a mop, for this wet ass pussy." Snaps her attention. She wasn't sure if she had heard that right, her eyes widening and looking at the stereo.
"Give me everything you got! For this wet ass pussy"
Nope. She heard right.
Her face deepens into a hue of crimson, her lips parting in a sheer sock.
"Y-y/n!" She gasps, totally blown away at the vulgar lyrics. "What is this?"
Her fingers fumble for the knob to turn down the volume, but you playfully bat her hand away.
"No, no." You tease. "You wanted to drive, so you said I could pick the music."
Throughout the song, her face was locked into a worried frown her face getting redder and redder as it went on.
"My innocence..." She whispers when it finally ends.
You'd literally ruined her entire day, those images of Cardi B's wet bajingo invading her mind. It took her until dinner later for her to see the funny side. But until then, she isn't best pleased with you until then.
Reiner
Reiner is uncomfortable as soon as the intro begins. But he gives it a chance in silence.
What the hell is a Kegal? He thinks, totally innocent and oblivious. But he doesn't really want to say anything, thinking you're enjoying the song. He doesn't want to ruin it for you.
Is this what people listen to? His eyes dart over to you, doing a little jive dance.
A pink hue colours in the tops of his cheeks and nose, the lyrics just reminding him of the intimate times he's had with you, his love.
"I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp, I wanna gag, I wanna choke." He lets out an involuntary squeak, clearing his throat immediately after, pretending he has to cough.
"Are you okay?" You ask, holding in your laughter to the best of your abilities.
He nods, pretending he has no idea what your concern is for.
The song ends and he is tense, wide-eyed and still a blushing mess.
"What did you think?" You ask, innocently.
"I think that woman needs to find someone nice to fulfil her needs."
You can't get over how precious he is at times.
"And I think some things should be kept private."
"They certainly do." You sigh happily looking at the sweetest man you've ever met.
Levi
Don't expect much of a reaction from Levi. Before the first verse even ends, he switches it off. And he's lightning fast.
"We're not listening to that filth."
He's not dumb, he knows you were trying to wind him up, so he's a little huffy with you for an hour or so afterwards.
When you reach your destination and Erwin greets you (meeting up for lunch) he asks how you are.
"I was great until my ears were assaulted by the worst song I have ever heard." He mutters, still huffy.
He lightens up about it, but don't expect a laugh or anything.
Erwin
Eyes flicker a little wider for a moment, but after that not much of a reaction.
His eyes snap to you now and again to gauge your reaction, wondering if you'd put it on by mistake and you hadn't noticed.
The song ends.
"Well now." He comments. "There were indeed some "hoes in that house. I think I said that right."
Erwin is clever. He's turning your prank back onto you.
"Is that how it's said, y/n? Hoe's?"
"Erwin - "
"And that 'dangling thing in the back of her throat' is called a uvula."
"I don't think she - "
"So there are hoes in the house. They have a... was it WAP?"
These things did not sound right coming from Erwin.
"The storytelling was tremendous."
"Okay, Erwin I get it please sto -"
"Catchy too. I think i'll add it to my playlist." He then begins to sing, to your horror. Monotone, and flat yet he still goes for it. "Got me thinking about that wet ass pu-"
"Okay Erwin, you win! Just please, god, stop!"
He smirks. Chalk up yet another victory for Erwin. He knows you'll never play such music in his presence again.
Annie
Annie doesn't seem phased in the slightest. She continues driving without a word, her face never changing from its usual stern expression.
"That song was disgusting." She eventually says when it's over. "Never play it again while I'm here."
"Okay..." you reply, disappointed in her reaction.
"Not a single person could realistically give anyone that. Bought her a phone? Just to see pictures in between her legs? Hasn't he heard of pornhub?"
"Woah, jesus Annie I don't thin -"
"She's either full of it or she likes to pull pathetic simps."
"It's just a son-"
"Music is art. That wasn't art."
"That's subjective really isn't it?"
"No."
Porco
Porco bursts into a giggle after the first verse. "What the hell is this, y/n?"
Starts to bob his shoulders to the rhythm. "Catchy though."
"She wants him to what?!" He laughs.
He laughs pretty much through the entire thing and when it ends, he pulls over to the side of a street, undoing his seatbelt."
"Porco? What are you-"
"You want me to do that to you?" He turns to face you with a devilish grin.
"N-no!" You joke, laughing as he lunges over and assaults your neck with kisses that tickle.
"Aw, but I wanna 'tie you up like you're surprised'" He jests, laughing as he grabs your waist.
"Okay, okay, I get it!" You laugh as he continues his tickle assault.
"That's what I thought." He grins, stopping and pecking your cheek. "Come on, we're gonna be late."
Connie
You're not surprised, to be honest when he exclaims; "Oh! I love this song!"
Sings it word-for-word. Dancing. The whole package.
Lowers his windows and turns up the volume.
It's you who squirms in embarrassment as he yells out the window; "CERTIFIED FREAK - SEVEN DAYS A WEEK!"
You end up turning it off, resulting in a whine from him.
"Aw, you're no fun y/n."
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IF YOU'RE GONNA BE DUMB || CH. 2
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DISCLAIMER: This is a reupload from my prev account! best to follow the fic through ao3 [linked below] to avoid any future issues
PAIRINGS - johnny knoxville, bam margera, steve-o, chris pontius, ryan dunn x female reader
WARNINGS - swearing, injury mention
ao3 version
“How’s the black eye?”
“ Iced, it’s whatever, I’ve had worst. ”
“You sure wailed when that bouncer got you.”
“Fucking yeah? What the fuck do you expect me to do, it sucked!”
“ I didn’t wail.”
“Whatever. ”
You snickered to yourself, mindlessly scrolling through whatever obscure forum you had stumbled on. Since you struggled trying to hold the phone between your ear and your shoulder, you gave up and just held it with your hand, blowing your hair out of your face.
“ Anyway, shooting a stunt next Monday, want you to come down.”
“Ooh, what are you guys gonna do? Swallow an eel? Kiss a snake?”
“ FUCK no, don’t even joke about that. You’ll see when you get there, don’t wanna ruin the surprise.”
“I see you’re a man of mystery, Margera.” You could practically sense his eye roll over the line.
“ I’ll text you the address of the set, our director said it’s fine. I think you’ll make good eye candy. ”
“Get fucked.”
“ Just a heads up, don’t be surprised if they’re naked.”
You paused, furrowing your eyebrows as you processed what he just said.
“Wait what–?”
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It wasn’t that far of a drive, at least. When you arrived at the location, if felt kinda… dodgy… it was all the way out in some random field. You were starting to wonder if you were about to be murdered, but when you drove down near the lake bank, you saw the massive ramp and quickly realised it wasn’t you who was about to be murdered. You pulled the handbrake, staring in awe at the towering liability, only snapping out of it when a man approached your car.
“Hey, are you Bam’s friend?”
“Oh, yeah, [Y/N].” You got out of the car and shook his hand. “Thanks for letting me come by.”
“No problem, I’m Jeff Tremaine.”
“Hey, I swear you used to do that skate magazine, right? My drummer was obsessed with them, still keeps a big stack of em in his room.” You snapped your fingers as you recalled, and Jeff chuckled.
“Ah, yeah. Honestly, the stuff we do here isn’t all that different.” He started to walk towards the rest of the group, so you followed. “Drummer, huh? So you're in a band?”
You nodded, “Yeah, Bappho , you might’ve heard of us.” Jeff seemed taken aback.
“ Bappho? I’ve actually listened to your last album, you've been in the media a lot recently. Even seen you on MTV.”
You laughed nervously. “It’s... a little overwhelming? But hey, I guess notoriety is what every band looks for, so I'm not complaining.”
He led you to where a group of men were congregated, many unfamiliar but a few you actually recognised. A face you definitely weren’t expecting was Tony Hawk’s, somebody you had met at an MTV afterparty a good few months back, and you couldn’t help the grin spreading across your face.
“ Tony! No fuckin’ way, what the hell are you doing out here?” You called out, grabbing everyone’s attention. Tony was stood with Bam and another guy - he started looking very confused when Tony went right up to you and gave you a bro hug .
“Nothing much, got roped into something stupid. What about you? Didn’t think this was your thing.”
You pointed over to Bam, “Margera invited me.” The two of you joined Bam and the mystery guy; Tony seemed surprised, looking between you and Bam as the dark haired skater shuffled closer to you.
“You two know each other?” Tony asked, and Bam grinned.
“Met a couple weeks ago, she’s the reason I got that black eye.” He motioned to his eye - only then did you notice it was almost totally gone, leaving just a smattering of greenish discolouring in its wake. You pushed his arm, snickering.
“Don’t blame that shit on me, man, you didn’t need to get in between me ‘n that bouncer.”
Tony raised an eyebrow, but decided that was a story he didn’t need to hear about. You eased into the conversation quickly, you discovered mystery guy was called Matt Hoffman and he seemed pretty cool. But then you spotted three men approaching your little group, and though you didn’t know their names, you knew their faces. Were you nervous or cautious? Probably the second, these people are insane… a nd admittedly attractive for sadomasochistic man children. The tallest one with the shades poked Bam’s shoulder, then edged his way into the group.
“Who’s this? You got a girlfriend, Bam?” He asked, a slight southern drawl to his voice. Not so subtly he looked you up and down; you weren’t impressed.
“Not his girlfriend. Which one are you?” You responded, but immediately cut back in with a giddy giggle. “ Wait wait wait, I know your face! You’re the porta potty guy, right?” The guys behind him started laughing among themselves and playfully jabbed the tall one, seemingly getting a kick out of the nickname while he chuckled to himself and adjusted his sunglasses.
“That’s what they called me in college, now I go by Johnny Knoxville.” He held out his hand for you to shake, and you did so gladly - you can appreciate a guy who can take a joke.
“Nice to meet you, Knoxville. I’m [Y/N].”
He smiled charmingly, “Pretty name you got there.” Suddenly, a guy in nothing put a thong, bra and bunny ears cut into the conversation, a goofy grin on his face.
“Bunny the lifeguard, I’m here to make sure everything’s safe.” He spoke in a mock serious voice, before breaking down into a cute giggle. “Actually I’m Chris - I’ve listened to your music, by the way! It’s cool to meet you.” This dude was all smiles, and my god it was infectious. You couldn’t help cracking a smile yourself.
“Thanks bunny, it’s nice meeting you too.”
“And this crazy bastard is Steve-O.” Johnny introduced the last unknown face, a guy with buzzed hair and no shirt, revealing his shittily done tattoos. Johnny slung his arm over the guy’s shoulder, while he just grinned, all teeth.
“‘Sup, dude.” Then he paused. “Or uh… chick?”
“Dude’s good. Like your take on the heartagram.” You pointed at his chest, and he smirked as he looked down.
“Aw yeah, came to me like a vision from god.” He snarked, voice rough and rumbly, but you liked it.
“So, may I ask what a sweet thing like you is doing down in the dirt with us dogs?” Johnny asked, looking at you curiously as he let Steve go and leaned forward. You noticed just how tall he was compared to you, looming over you and making your heart beat rise. You weren't sure if you felt threatened or attracted.
“She’s a dog like the rest of us!” Bam cut in before you could reply, swinging his arm around your shoulders which made you jolt in surprise. “You should see her after a few drinks, she didn’t get those bruises from dancing.”
“Yeah, Bam said he got his black eye from hanging out with you.” Chris pointed out, and you rolled your eyes.
“Like I said, he chose to get in between me and the bouncer. I had the fucker by the nuts, not my fault he felt the need to rescue me.” It came out slightly more bitter than you intended, but nobody picked up on it, just laughing and shoving Bam playfully. Boyish tomfoolery, you guessed, especially when Bam jumped on Chris to get him to shut up. With the space vacant, Johnny moved in next to you and put a hand on your shoulder, leading you away from the scrap that suddenly started.
“Why don’t I introduce you to what we’re up to today?” He offered, leading you to the large ramp constructed by the lake.
“How… big is that ramp?” You asked warily, and he contemplated for a second.
“I don’t know, 15? 20 feet?”
“ Jesus– what the hell are you doing with that thing?”
Johnny cackled giddily and pointed up at the loop.
“We’re gonna get some of the guys to ride down from that platform, loop the loop, then off the ramp into the lake.”
You furrowed your eyebrows, following his finger as he explained, and pursed your lips. “They signed waivers, right?”
“Oh it’s fine, we got lifeguard Bunny after all.”
You looked back to Pontius still wrestling with Bam, catching his eye as he looked up; he smiled sweetly at you, though the momentary distraction gave Bam the upperhand to pin him to the ground. “Yeah, I'm sure that takes care of everything.” Soon enough, the camera crew yelled for everyone to get their shit together and start filming; you left the boys to it and stood off to the side next to Tremaine and the camera guy [you think his name was Rick?]. Johnny started in his signature style.
“Hi, I’m here with Mr Matt Hoffman, Mr Tony Hawk, and today they’re going to attempt the Loop.”
It was a little hard to watch - Matt went first on his BMX, and it went exactly the way you thought it would, wiping out pretty hard. It took him a little while to get back to it after, thought you were surprised he got back up at all . At least he was getting paid to break his neck. To your surprise, he actually managed it in the end, doing the full loop and even spinning off the ramp into the water. As dumb as it was, it was honestly pretty cool. You started getting into it when Tony got in position - you even whooped for him as he skid down the ramp and wiped out in much the same way. As he set up for the next attempt, you couldn't help noticing a blonde guy started pestering Bam - you could just about hear him say ‘are you gonna stop being a pussy?’, must have been about doing the ramp. Coincidentally, you agreed with the blonde. Bam should stop being a pussy, and maybe you could convince him. Bam immediately noticed when you approached the pair, and he started to bite his knuckles with a nervous smile. “No way man.” Apparently he already knew why you were there. You grinned wickedly, hooking your arm around his neck in a boisterous manner, throwing him off guard for a second.
“C’mon Margera, don’t be a wuss, eh?”
He pushed you off, giggling. “No fucking way I’m gonna break my fucking back!”
The blonde guy leaned over to you, and in a hushed voice said, “Say you’ll give him a kiss.”
“Huh?”
“He’ll totally fall for it, just say it.”
You gave the blonde a suspicious look, but you had to admit he was probably right. So, you grabbed Bam again and held him against your side.
“I’ll kiss you if you stop being a weakass.”
Bam paused, like he was really mulling it over, and you couldn’t believe this was actually working.
He gave you a cheeky smile, “ Just a kiss?”
“Don’t push your luck, don’t you get paid for this shit?”
Finally he relented, and jogged over to the top of the ramp with his skateboard in hand. You hated to admit it but he was kinda cute, in an immature way. You snapped out of your thoughts when somebody bumped into your arm.
“You’re the girl he met, right? The band chick?”
It was the blonde that was egging him on.
“That’s what he’s calling me?” You'd rib him for that later, “Yea, that’s me.”
“Cool, I’m Ryan Dunn. Known Bam since he was in knee pads.” He introduced, and he held out a fist for you to bump - sure, makes more sense than shaking these wackos hands like business associates. “C’mon, let’s go watch him eat shit.”
And eat shit he did, crashing onto the bottom of the wood ramp mere millimetres from the cushioned mat. That one made you cringe, sucking the air through your teeth - you weren’t serious when you said you’d kiss him, but now you kinda owed him. He tried a couple more times before Tony and Matt took another stab at it, while Bam sat on the grass and licked his wounds. He was too busy trying to massage away his aches to notice you approach.
“Hey, damn near snapped your neck there.”
“At least I’m not a pussy.”
“This is seriously some high school shit, how old are you again?”
“You’re a goddamn hypocrite!”
You hummed and sat next to him. Quickly, so you didn’t wuss out, you pecked him on the cheek. Blink and you miss it, but it was enough to startle him.
“...What, that’s it?”
“Cram it.”
That’s when Steve-O joined the conversation, taking a seat at Bam’s other side.
“Gnarly wipeout, dude.”
“Yeah well, at least ‘m getting paid for it.” Bam scoffed, while Steve chuckled.
“You should try it, [Y/N].” The tatted man suggested, pointing at you so it was exactly clear who he was targeting.
“What, you wanna see a chick get hurt that bad?” It sounded like a weak excuse, because it was.
“You’re not a pussy are you?” Bam suddenly asked, and that shut you up. Look, you’re not a prideful idiot, but you’ll admit you are prideful. However, you weren’t keen on dying on screen.
“This is stupid.”
Which just made them cackle like hyenas - god, these guys laugh at anything.
“She’s scared! ”
“Aww, you worried you’re gonna break a nail?!”
“Can you even skate?”
Irritated, you screwed up your nose. “No, I can’t skate for shit.” You grumbled, but then your mind started to drift and the chaotic little demon that lived in the dumbass region of your brain started to whisper sweet nothings. “...But there is something I can do.”
A few minutes of rummaging around in your car boot yielded your prize - a pair of roller skates that looked straight from 1985. Bam was taken aback.
“ You roller skate?”
“Roller skates, blades, ice skates - I can’t do boards but I can do shoes.”
Steve-O leaned over your shoulder, giving you a toothy grin. “C’mon, it’ll be funny as shit.”
And unfortunately he was right, it would be funny as shit. Which is how you ended up at the top of the ramp, staring down at the certain doom that loop promised.
“[Y/N]’s gonna do the loop?” You heard Johnny ask from down below.
“Yeah, we bullied her into it.” Steve-O replied. Assholes. This is so stupid, and you’re stupid for falling for it. Not that you’re backing out. You’re not a pussy.
“Careful, [Y/N]!” Chris yelled out to you. “Don’t break your face!”
“Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.”
Ok fuck this, no more stalling. With the whoops of mid 20’s frat boys to power you on, you kicked off the platform onto the ramp. Your heart was racing in your chest, hammering so hard you thought it'd break your bones before the loop got the chance. Before you knew it, you were upside down, and your hesitation got the best of you. A split second of falling to your death, then landing on your shoulder onto the mat in a crumpled heap. What the fuck just happened...? It was so quick, you wouldn’t believe it happened if it weren’t for the adrenaline still thrumming through your veins. You just about recognised Johnny hanging over you, a strange expression on his face.
“[Y/N], you good? How’s your head?”
You knew you were staring at his face, but it was like you were looking right through him. The buzz was still washing over you, just one thought in your mind:
I wanna do it again.
“I can totally do it this time.” You said breathlessly, and Johnny’s eyebrows shot up in surprise.
“What?”
“I can totally clear that ramp!”
You stumbled up from the mattress and rushed past him to climb back up to the top of the ramp, the boys looking at you like you’d grown a second head.
“The hell is she doing?” Bam asked as Johnny rejoined them.
“She said she’s gonna clear it.”
“ Seriously? After that wipe? Did she hit her fuckin head?” Bam seemed incredulous, maybe a little concerned, the complete opposite to Chris and Steve-O.
“Do it, [Y/N]!” They both yelled. “You fuckin got this!”
That’s all the encouragement you needed. You figured all you needed was just more momentum, so you threw your weight forward, bending at the knees to pick up as much speed as possible. The loop approached quickly, and you fought every instinct you had to splay out like a starfish, and instead hunched down as low as you were able. You wrenched your eyes shut, feeling your stomach flip, but you didn’t fall.
You didn’t fall…?
Holy shit you didn’t fall!
Wait, where did that leave you then?
You opened your eyes, and suddenly you were facing the other ramp right at the water’s edge. There wasn't even time to be scared, in a split second you were catapulted off the ramp’s end and flew into the water, crashing face first into the lake. Was that cheering you could hear through the water? You weren’t sure, you were too distracted by the liquid rushing into your lungs. Something strong grabbed you, and you would’ve panicked if you didn’t recognise the floral bra. What a great lifeguard, after all. You started hacking up lake water as soon as you broke the water’s surface, barely noticing that Chris was practically cradling you. “That was awesome! You alright?”
“Y-yeah sound, just– ack , fuck, how much water does a lake need? ”
He dragged you over to the edge of the water and helped you out like the gentleman he is, excitedly praising you all the while. As soon as you were stood in the grass again, you were mobbed by excited man children; Bam was laughing like a maniac, playfully shoving you.
“The fuck man, you actually made the loop?!” He was finding it hard to believe, which made Ryan scoff.
“Yeah, not even you could do that, huh?” Ryan remarked, getting a punch to the shoulder, then punched Bam back - man, they really can’t help themselves.
“I didn’t expect you to get back up.” Johnny admitted, that curious look in his eye even stronger than before; “You weren’t even wearing a helmet.” In that very moment, your head started to throb, like him mentioning the lack of protection made your body realise you were actually pretty hurt. You could damn well feel it, that's for sure. You wobbled a bit, leaning on Chris- sorry, Bunny for support, making him hang onto you a little tighter. “Woah, you okay?”
“Yeah, uh… I don’t think I actually made it out of that one unscathed.” The longer you stood and the more the adrenaline wore off, the heavier your head felt on your neck - you were starting to get a little dizzy, and you guessed it was apparent as Bunny started ushering you away from the group.
“Hang on, I’ll take you to the medical tent. Baby steps!”
For a guy who acted like a frat jock, he was actually quite sweet, hands surprisingly gentle as he led you over the flimsy little tent off to the side. The medic’s approach was very casual, she just had you sit for a while and drink some water while she tested certain things [“how bad does your head hurt?” “does it hurt when I poke here?” “how many fingers am I holding up?”], all the while Chris sat with you and made upbeat conversation. You learned quickly that he was the definition of a goof, and even if some of his jokes were groaners, you still laughed at every one. Even after the medic brushed you off with a bump to the head and nothing more, he stuck with you until you were feeling right again.
“Glad you didn’t get too fucked up on your first day here!” Chris chuckled, and you waved him off.
“Yeah, that’d be embarrassing.” You glanced back at the medic. “Not the most chipper, eh?”
“She’s stuck around since they first started the show, so she’s dealt with a lotta shit. Literally the first stunt Jeff and Rick ever filmed with Johnny, he broke his ankle.”
“ Seriously? Maybe they should’ve taken that as a bad omen.”
Chris giggled, and for some reason it made your chest feel fuzzy - blame it on the possible concussion, but the sun seemed to reflect on him in just the right way. The two of you got wrapped up in your own little world, until you heard Jeff Tremaine yelling to the rest of the crew to wrap up filming and move to the next location. Chris gave you a wary look. “You feeling alright?”
“I’m fine .” You dismissed, jumping up from the fold out bed to test your balance - good enough. Chris got up as well, bringing your discarded skates with him.
“Do you wanna tag along with us to the next stunt? There’s only one left on the schedule today, then we’re all going for drinks.” He said the last part like it would sweeten the deal, but drinking didn’t sound so great right then. Sure, you weren’t dizzy anymore, but you had the sense to know drinking on a maybe head injury wasn’t a great idea.
“Pass, I’m just gonna drive home.”
“Are you sure about that…?”
“You got a better idea?”
He shrugged - apparently not. Chris ended up walking you to your car, even putting away the roller skates and holding the door open for you, like a proper gentleman .
“Are you sure–? ”
“Yes, yes I’m sure, swear that’s the fourth time you’ve asked.” You meant it light-heartedly, but he still seemed sheepish.
“Why don’t you text me when you get home? Just so I don’t think you’ve crashed or something.” He held out his hand through the open window. “Here, I’ll put it into your phone!”
And you obliged, handing off your phone to the guy in the bra you just met. You sent him a text to confirm you had the right number, and he blew you a kiss before you drove off, promising to tell the guys you said goodbye. As you pulled out of the field and onto the road, you thought about the gaggle of daredevils you were becoming acquainted with. Honestly, other than Ville, you hadn’t made many friends since you came to LA a few months ago - granted, you moved for the sake of your band, but it wouldn’t kill you to think about your social life, too. And now within a couple weeks, you’d been dragged into an entire friend group. Bizarre . You were starting to think you should’ve grabbed everyone else’s numbers before you left, but you’re sure there would be other chances. On cue, your phone buzzed on your dashboard, and at the next red light you grabbed it long enough to see who it was.
Chris: nice meeting you! If ur feeling better come to the bar tonight!! Love bunny <3
Bam: can’t believe you left without saying bye. come to the bar tonight
Two numbers achieved, three to go.
#jackass fanfic#jackass x reader#johnny knoxville x reader#bam margera x reader#steve-o x reader#chris pontius x reader#ryan dunn x reader#if you're gonna be dumb
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MCKENNA GRACE'S EP 'BITTERSWEET 16' SENTENCE STARTERS
UGLY CRIER
"she's such an ugly crier"
"she'll never be taylor swift"
"she can't get a grip"
"even at her best, she's a constant mess"
"i'm so mediocre"
"i'm not perfect, i'm a screw up"
"who could love me like this?"
"she's mature for her age, but too young for __"
"i'm such an ugly crier"
CITY LEAVER
"somehow we still got lost"
"wait, where are we?"
"it was pretty cute"
"it's not far from la to houston"
"you never told me you were visiting"
"it's so far from la to houston"
"say you miss me but i don't believe it"
"i don't want to hear it, i don't want to see it"
CHECKERED VANS
"a low blow even for you"
"my stupid heart was in your hands"
"you used me like your cigarettes"
"i should've known better"
"your words are made of daggers"
"you even ruined air for me"
"damn what the hell happened?"
"i swear you exist just to spite me"
BUZZKILL BABY
"are you happy now that i'm so miserable?"
"isn't that what you wanted from me?"
"you liked to pick me apart like daisies"
"wish i never even met you in the first place"
"you're such a buzzkill"
"it's almost impressive how much you still stress me out"
"you cut the deepest kind of wounds"
"almost had me with your shallow flattery"
"left me crying in the bathroom on my birthday"
"i cried like a funeral"
"i watched you pick me apart like daisies"
WHAT IF?
"what if you never parked your car in that parking lot?"
"what if i had just thought twice?"
"what if i walked away would you still have my heart today?"
"do i think of you now and then?"
"do i defend you to my friends?"
"would i do it all again?"
"i hate you and i never want to see your face again"
"what if you treated me with the kindness and respect i deserve?"
"what?!"
"maybe i'd have stayed with you"
"i deleted all our photos"
"i love it 'cause it's like we never met"
POST PARTY TRAUMA
"i must look so dumb"
"i don't know why i try to be honest"
"i just can't do parties"
"i deserve to be alone"
"now my cover's blown"
"i should just go home"
"how can i be myself?"
"i don't know who i am"
"words shoot out of their mouths like vomit"
"drinking lies like gin and tonic"
"my phone is dying"
"save me"
"i just need someone to take me home"
"need to go outside 'cause i'm nauseous"
"everybody here is so flawless"
"please stop talking shit"
"i'm so sick of high school drama"
COLLASPING STARS
"not really sure if you're human or just a heart killing machine"
"i'm trying to see if you ever did care about me"
"i really am trying so hard not to be mad"
"i'm lashing out 'cause i'm so sad"
"i say i don't but i really do miss what we almost could've had"
"it was close but no cigar"
"almost kissed in your car"
"now we're just collasping stars"
"i say i don't but i really do"
"i don't even know what's become of me"
BITTERSWEET 16
"i thought that i'd checked off some boxes"
"keep kicking my bucket list right down the street"
"they say i'm too young to think about love"
"they say i'm too young to think about love but without it i feel incomplete"
"i'll lie here, right here"
"less melodramatic, more anticlimactic"
"i'm all out of tears"
"when i was younger i used to wonder if i'd have a boyfriend"
"he'd tell me i'm pretty and make me feel nice"
"but i just feel shitty"
"my childhood's wasted and i'm scared to fix it"
"maybe i should get this life thing figured out"
"is it downhill from here?"
"i refuse to believe they're the best of my years"
"my mind makes up stories but they sure don't help"
"like a candle burning out"
#rp prompts#rp meme#rp prompt#roleplay sentence starters#roleplay prompts#roleplay memes#roleplay meme#roleplay prompt#writing prompts#writing prompt#sentence starters#mckenna grace sentence starters#indie rp#music sentence starters#album sentence starters
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My live reaction to this mk1 story expansion leak ignore I’m one month late my dumb ass didn’t think there was a reddit for leaks
Disclaimer: potential spoilers ofc, I’m aware this might be not completely accurate to the future story expansion this is just for funnsies don’t take me too seriously also I’m new here pls have mercy
while reading this whole thing I felt like the “we are so back, it’s so over” meme it was a roller coaster my god
Midway reading this I felt a headache coming idk why I thought the reboot meant the story line would get less crazy I clearly misjudged by A LOT
But don’t get me wrong I was loving it lowkey
We are getting the lin kuei bots I think and I’m kinda excited for that
Anyways, I’m so excited about getting to see kuai and harumi’s wedding omg <3 and apparently everyone from the crew is going (or almost everyone)
I hope we get to see Hanzo
Harumi is going to appear in the story line and we might see her kick some ass hell yeah
Whoever is the person who betrayed the Shirai Ryu I’m coming for your ass
Anyways, wedding is ruined 💔 it became a war zone 💔
I wonder who the other Lin kuei is (cyrax?)
Mileena immediately wanting to kill them😭 isn’t that why people where against her being empress girl pls
Also kuai immediately also wanting to kill the traitor 😭
So what what I’m understanding, titan havik is not mk11’s havik (leak said liu mentions he’s different from the one he knew)
We are seeing khamelion omgg
Geras getting kidnapped it’s so funny to me like 😭 I get havik is a titan and they are powerful and shit but isn’t geras like more powerful for being the time keeper?!?/! (I could be 100% wrong tho)
WW2 JONATHAN GAGE (AND HIS SUPERIOR MIGHT BE SONYA) as a COD girlie this was one of my highlights because all I was thinking it’s who funny would it be a crossover between these versions of them and the COD modern warfare crew
I do wonder if he’s completely different than our Johnny in the sense he’s more serious or if he still a little bit goofy, personally I think it would be cool if he was still a bit goofy, maybe like mk11 future Johnny 🤔
EMPRESS TANYA!! But she’s married to rain..
EMPRESS LIN MEI!! but she’s with reiko..
I don’t hate reiko or rain..I just don’t like the pairings
Also I think this lin mei is evil 💔 BUT APPARENTLY TANYA ISNT!!
During this whole thing I forgot to say we are getting to see an evil kenshi 👁️👁️
After seen mk1 story I did wonder if there’s a timeline where there are like colosseums where many characters from different timelines fight, and apparently there is!
We are seen a version of ashra, maybe nitara, and mk11 sindel(? Or just an evil one, which I’m excited for because I kinda like evil sindel
Very romantic rain sacrifices himself for Tanya..I still don’t like the pairing
The fact that WW2 Johnny apparently plays an important role in the story expansion it still so funny to me because it’s just so random
What’s also so random is his team up with scorpion I wonder how is their dynamic
I’m going on a tangent for WW2 Johnny but the potential for angst of him it’s so big like what if he wanted to be an actor but was forced into the military to help with the war, him feeling jealousy of his counterpart who did get to be an actor..
No comment for the next section sorry
Anarchist liu kang slay !
Remember when I mention that meme? Well it was also how I felt reading about bi-han like HE JUTS KEEPS FUCKING IT UP to all the bi han enthusiasts im so sorry omg
Someone whether it is his brother or literally anyone else need to smack some sense into him please
He gets corrupted 💔 but then him (and geras !) get saved
Poor geras fr
I do feel bad for bi Han because it is implied he felt ashame of being corrupted so easily, I was like “oh we are so back this is the redemption” and them he disobeys liu kang and I was like “nvm it’s so over”
Evil scorpion and sub zero and I think it’s the og ones
They get killed HSJSJ
WE ARE SEEN TAKEDA AND KENSHI AS FATHER AND SON AGAIN but they are evil😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
Bi Han get his grandmaster title revoked rip bozo I do wonder if we are going to meet the new grandmaster of its it’s just a random lin kuei
This might set his redemption or make him worse idk but it’s funny how he just gets thrown to the temple rip bozo
Kuai forgives the traitor so easily I could never, but he empathizes that he also believe his brother’s lies and I like that, so funny he invites them to his wedding again
ALSO WEDDING NOT RUINED CUZ THEY ARE GETTING ANOTHER ONE !! they better just not mention it but also show it I need a cute wedding montage Ed boon pls
Final thoughts: that’s crazy. If they change everything I would be ok as long as we still get wedding and ww2 Johnny (IM HOPING FOR THAT MONTAGE) anyways spare the awful grammar it’s 2am.
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The Mandalorian s3 e4 Review
I don't know how, but the show got even worse. I made a list of everything I had a problem with while watching the newest episode and put it all together into a cohesive essay for you guys. (This is a long one btw)
Spoiler Alert!!!
So chapter 20 was basically filler, but can I just point out exactly how stupid the plot of the episode is.
First, when Paz's kid initially gets taken by big bird we are told that the Mandalorians were already fully aware of the creature that was flying around (because they mentioned that others had been taken) but, even knowing that they were vulnerable to attack, they didn't bother setting up sentries or keeping a keen eye on the kids? Or how about just finding a safer spot to train since that beach has been attacked on two separate occasions now, both incidents having plenty of close brushes with death. But, no. They just stand around and let their precious little foundlings be carried off by a danger that should have been brutally executed after the very first attack. No wonder they're almost extinct, they're so fucking stupid.
Then, Bo-Katan says she followed the creature back to it's nest and then she just... came back to the covert? Like, why didn't she take care of it then, while she was there? But whatever, what do I know.
She and the Armorer round up a team and the way that they go about planning the attack irks me. The reason why they didn't just assume that the kid was already dead and just plan the entire excursion around getting rid of the pest now that they knew where it's dwelling was is beyond me. I find that, if they would've changed the stupidly optimistic rescue mission to a revenge plot, it would've been much more believable and interesting because then we'd get to see what they do to anyone or anything who hurts their foundlings.
And then, if they really wanted to, the writers could introduce the fact that the kid is still alive as a kind of surprise or something instead of his survival just being expected. Besides, having the Mandalorians just assume that the kid is still alive is dumb and unrealistic because the writing had already set up the episode with the narrative that the creature kills every Mandalorian it gets it's claws into.
So then the team takes Bo-Katan's ship and get as close to the base of the mountain as they can before walking the rest of the way in order to avoid losing the element of surprise. They get there by nightfall and then they actually SET UP CAMP. I am honestly floored. They chose to wait a whole 12 hours (at the very least) before going into the nest, and now it's just insane that any of the Mandalorians could possibly think -after over 20 fucking hours- that the kid is still alive.
Din sees a heat signature in the nest, but conveniently doesn't mention that the blob is way too big to be the kid -since the three chicks revealed to be in the nest are fucking huge and that would translate to their heat signature size- and Paz recklessly climbs in while yelling for the boy. Wow. We went from Din and his people being established as thriving, tactical badasses in the first two seasons to all Mandalorians becoming useless, floundering idiots.
The writers really went and ruined an entire fucking race in just one 30 minute episode. Now that's impressive.
The babies freak out and the creature shows up again and spits up the kid which it had apparently swallowed (okay, how the hell did this kid survive being in its stomach for god knows how long? And how is he even conscious?). Meaning that the creature had flown back to its nest, did nothing?, swallowed the kid whole at one point and left again, then conveniently came back right as the Mandalorians get there. What? That timeline makes absolutely zero sense.
Then a chase happens and Din ends up saving the child and killing the creature by proxy when he sends it careening into the water and it gets eaten. But when they return, somehow Bo-Katan is the one to get all the glory? Even though her plan went to shit beacuse they got impatient and sloppy and they were forced to improvise? What? How? I get that the show is trying to set her up as a character that the audience should root for, but does it have to come at the expense of downplaying what other characters have done?
Din obviously made the heroic save, there were other witnesses among the team (and it was right there on the screen) so why didn't anyone set the facts straight? And besides, anyone who's done even an ounce of research on Bo-Katan knows that she's a trash human being with questionable intentions at best. So no, I will not be rooting for your shitty ass character with no redeemable qualities.
Also, I was actally surprised to find that I was genuinely disappointed in Din and his questionable parenting this episode because he was so shitty to Grogu. He actually forced Grogu (yes forced since it wasn't like Grogu could speak up for himself and refuse) into a fight -despite how small and inexperienced he is- with a kid like six times his size (that also outweighed him by a good 70 lbs). Thankfully, they only dueled using paintballs but wtf Din, the kid's so tiny that a small projectile hitting him in the chest winded him.
And Din was so neglectful. We see it when, after the foundling was snatched up, he immediately left the beach to go after the creature instead of going to Grogu to make sure the kid didn't get trampled in chaos (you don't understand, he's just so fucking small) or just in case there was more than one in the area (cause he didn't know much about the creature at that point). It's been established in previous seasons that Grogu's wellbeing is Din's number one priority, so much so that he'd break his creed and remove his helmet in front of -not only strangers- but the enemy as well, without any hesitation. So you understand why I was frustrated when it seemed like Din's initial instinct was to go after Paz's kid without even bothering to secure Grogu's safety first.
Then when Bo-Katan returns with the location of the creature's nest he goes with the team in order to retrieve the kid, leaving Grogu with a bunch of strangers that have - up to this point- basically just shown how incompetent they are. Like, in the opening of the episode, various Mandalorians and foundlings were just shooting their guns into the breeze as "training" when they should've been aiming at targets.
But the main problem I have with this season is the lack of an overarching plot. There is absolutely no established drive for why the characters are doing what they do. Like, at first I assumed that the entire season would be dedicated to Din going to Mandalore, the finale closing out with an impactful, emotional moment as he goes to the desolate planet to bathe in the living waters and maybe even say the adoption rights to officially name Grogu as his son. But no, he already redeems himself in like episode 2. Well then is Bo-Katan going to be an omnious enemy lurking in the background of the story? A looming threat that she could, at any moment, challenge him to a duel for the darksaber since they left off on such bad terms? Nope, wrong again. Then it has to be about Din accepting the role of Mand'alor and deciding to use the fact that he wields the artifact that gives him the right to rule in order to round up what's left of his people in a quest to re-inhabit Mandalore, build their numbers back up to their former glory, and preserve their culture? Of course not.
Then what the hell are we doing? If you don't immediately establish a clear directive for the story, then the audience has nothing to get invested in and nobody to root for. Oh, Din rejoined his convert, cool. But I wanna know why we should care. What does it do for Din? Are there any repercussions? What is he risking? What does he gain by re-attaining the favor of his covert? And all of this isn't even touched on, what could've been a very meaningful moment is instead brushed off as yet another side quest and completed by the second episode.
We don't get to see Din struggle. We don't see the emotional aftermath of him being essentially cast out from the covert (the only family he's ever known other than Grogu) or watch him slowly realize that being a Mandalorian is more than just keeping his face covered or even confront the fact that the "old ways" that his covert practice are archaic and dehumanizing. There's absolutely no character development, so there's no reward when Din completes his mission, leaving the whole "redemption" arc (if you can even call it that) feeling hollow and lifeless.
#the mandalorian#the mandalorion spoilers#the mandalorian s3#chapter 20 “The Foundling”#episode tag#episode review#The Mandalorian critical#review#din djarin#grogu#baby yoda
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Ignore me it's time for me to rant because I'm just so exhausted from hateful comments. Hiding it under a read more so no one has to be forced to look at my misery.
I got a piece of (already now deleted) hatemail on my fanfic of Brothers, A Tale of Three Hedgehogs. A hatemail that was critical of the fact that the Triple S bois aren't exactly like their game selves. Honestly, I'm mad as hell that I write fanfiction, damn good fanfiction at that, and frequently get met with criticism that my take on the characters (Donald Duck, Sonic, Mabel Pines, Della Duck, etc) are "not in character"
I mean first of all, I really do attempt to BALANCE what the character would do/say/react canonically with where my stories take them. But damnit I'm not writing stuff that's canon compliant! Almost everything I write is tagged with AU for fucks sake. I am not writing little adventures that could go along side the canon, I am creating entire versions that are meant to be their own thing. No Donald Duck does not canonically try to kill himself in Ducktales 2017 and have to embark on a long mental health journey to recover afterwards, there's no fucking way to say what Donald would or would not do in that situation because Disney wouldn't touch that story with a 10 foot pole! Or ew why is Shadow still so hung up on the past in Brothers A Tale of Three Hedgehogs, why does Sonic still have feelings for Sally or why does he even care in the first place since their relationship has been retconned by Sega. Because I fucking want to write a story that takes SatAM, Sonic X, and a good chunk of the games - which may I remind you are all VERY different types of source material with their own takes on the characters - and rolls it all into one story. Because in that story I need the characters to have growth and change and be affected by the things they've gone through! Stagnant characters won't work for this story! Or why is Mabel Pines depressed in your fic, she's 13. Because fucking hell my dude, I was once a depressed 13 year old too! I know what it's like! So I wanted to write a story about it!
BECAUSE IT'S A STORY. I AM NOT BOUND BY THE RULES SET BY THE IP OWNERS. It's fanfiction! I am free to write whatever I want!
Like oh my God. You do not have to like it when I or anyone else writes characters in a non canon compliant way. You are free to feel that way. But good GRIEF what is the freaking POINT of pouncing into mine or anyone's inbox and saying how you're a bad writer because your version doesn't align with canon, you're a bad writer because you wrote the characters in a way I DON'T LIKE, on and on and on! Wtf! Do you people who do this shit also climb into smut fics and pull this same stunt? "Uh well ACTUALLY, we never see XYZ character engage in sexual activity so THEREFORE this fic is out of character!"
Do you hear how dumb that sounds???
I don't read smut fics so hell, maybe they are, IDK. That's besides the point though.
Just. Fucking hell. Have fanfic readers of today forgotten the old wisdom of "Don't like it, don't read it?" Yes that's normally applied to shipping content but god, please apply it to literally everything when it comes to fanfiction. There is this WONDERFUL TOOL at your dispense when you wind up reading a fanfiction you don't like like. It is called the back button. You know what is an infinitely better thing to do than write a hateful comment or fucks sake a series of extremely hateful and threatening anons on the author's Tumblr account??? Backing out of that fic and moving on with your life.
I mean fuck I'm very sorry for ranting on and on about this but it's 1:30am and I've already had such a rough day, I got real excited to see someone commented on my fic only to receive a long angry criticism that I'm not writing in character and that failure on my part is ruining their enjoyment so badly thar they can't even bring themselves to leave me kudos! Like, buddy! Oh pal, my good sir, instead of wasting your time, just LEAVE! It's okay to just leave and not say a word!
"Tombs, why do you care? Just ignore the haters-"
No. You know what. No. I can't. Okay? I work HARD on what I write. I don't expect to be everyone's cup of tea, I don't expect people to sing my praises from the heavens, no! But for FUCKS SAKE. Life is so shitty! I don't want to even exist most days! I've been having to fight all this mental illness for years without any help thanks to living in the middle of nowhere and I'm still frequently suicidal - I seriously contemplate checking myself into a hospital again sometimes! I would just like to be able to write whatever story I'm focused on at the time in peace okay??? I try to not complain that it's disappointing to not get much positive attention on what I write. But the frequent hate mail on TA&TA and now this on Brothers, it's E X H A U S T I N G. I'm TRYING to live my life and make things work and not be a completely bitter and mean person like my mother was or turn to her vices. I'm freaking trying to do what I can. I just CAN'T with this damn hatemail on my stories though or especially the god awful anons people send me sometimes, PLEASE just leave me alone if you don't like what I make!
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Watch a ton of shit last week because didn't feel good.
The Girl With All The Gifts
One of the best "go in blind" recommendations in a long, long time.
It came from a short story named Iphigenia In Aulis later turned into a full novel. Ray Bradbury system if I've ever seen one.
It seemed like everyone was doing fungus zombies after the 2008 PLANET EARTH episode on zombie ants. Last of Us is better, but this is still good even if the ending sucks.
Studio 666
I had to turn it off. You dudes are musicians, not actors. The ego of trying to do this was a bit too much for me to handle.
Outlast s01
I absolutely despised this shit. There were no clearly defined rules of interacting with other teams. Turns out, completely randomly, you're allowed to go into someone's camp and destroy their shit right in front of them and the other person had to sit back and watch you. Even though I pirated it, I want to sue Netflix for how bullshit this was.
All Things Must Pass
It's a very cool documentary and extremely thought provoking. Also, I don't feel sorry for these fucking shitheads. It's plainly clear they should've got into the business of producing alongside distributing, had not been so greedy, but whatever.
The greedy businessman bullshit like stopping the sell of singles to force people to buy albums, pushing CDs because larger profit margin, not realizing what the fuck an mp3 was, and endless expansion (debt) because "muh growth."
I'm not super down for live music because I generally don't like it, but I'm not going to ignore how important live music is and a space for live music. I just love how these greedy fucks were directly responsible for napster and later itunes and then spotify and now back to napster.
STATION ELEVEN
The theme of art and humanity transcending time, place, and generations.
The use of color to help the viewer understand where in time they were: before, during, after.
The perfection and blend of a clockwork and puzzle plot with a braided narrative. I was, quite literally, losing my mind the final two episodes.
I want to pinpoint the brilliant and wonderful winter solstice episode exploring the concept of 9 months after lockdown when all these women were giving birth at the same time.
I could write about this endlessly.
The only bad thing I will say is that it dragged at times, but I feel like that is me being too ignorant of Shakespeare's work to be realizing analogies / the adaptation from same.
SWARM.
I'm not privy enough with Beyonce lore fully understand it, but it's still really, really good. The Billie Eilish episode was just utterly insane.
I almost turned it off so many times in the first two episodes because of how uncomfortable it made me feel and how creepy it seemed. I'm glad I kept at it and fought through my cringe. I wish I had someone to tell me the soft spoiler of "she's a butch lesbian and Marissa is her foster sister." It would have helped to put into context what erroneously seemed to be incredibly weird and creepy scenes otherwise.
Blood Quantum
The sweet justice of American fracking ruining Native American's water supply causing all the Americans who drink it to turn into zombies while Native Americans remain immune. There's so many layers to that. Hell, that sounds like real life right now.
Blending that with the newfound Native American power of fuck the white man v. no lets help them a la Xavier v. Magneto split.
It was a great idea and concept, but those unique parts were not leaned into hard enough while dumb shit zombie fight sequences we've seen a million times took center stage instead.
Run Lola Run
I haven't seen this since 8th grade. It's a short and sweet movie that gives another great take on the Chaos Theory. The soundtrack is phenomenally good. Not minimalist, but still 90s german techno af.
Doom Patrol
I saw the DC logo on the opener and almost turned it off. "No no no I heard Brendan Fraser is in it give it a shot." Kept watching, opening sequences talking about "You're sick of comic book heroes we know! So we made comic book heroes who are SCREW UPS!" And I thought… Misfits? Misfits was great…
15 minutes later: It's just more comic book hero bullshit. Fuck that.
The Miseducation of Cameron Post
I can't relate to this at all other than to endlessly bang my head against the wall and again point out how fucking incongruent these religious fuckers are and what they do to people. I kept thinking back over and over to Dead Poets Society.
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And she is not back it looks a lot like her but her supposed husband doesn't look like her and they're showing what she looks like no but his point we're talking about pink and it's supposed to be about her then it's not and people are upset and stuff but really they're doing a decent job for what they are with the point yeah really mad it sucks okay but here's the point Mac is going after Billy z and he says his money and stuff and people fall for it then they don't then they do and it's a nightmare what they're doing they're running is running a child around hitting each other getting stupid I have to tell you it seems like the clones have their own thing and we went over it and it is true for the most part to start dragging them in and they said we let him on his own and this is what we get and we kept doing it and we still are and they haven't caught on they keep on grilling your son and grilling their boss and they just they just stupid people so going after him cuz they won't shut up either just like warlock it's a it's a damn pain in the ass okay and you make Mac stuff a little more dangerous but really you're going to get shut down any minute now.
We need new people to calm down you're horribly stupid and you're going around shooting each other killing each other taking the stuff but there's something odd going on put his finger on today he said you're all doing this mulching routine and you're getting nowhere but you're fighting a computer and you're fighting each other and you think it's the greatest thing in your popularizing it and you have to go on TV so I said to our people I said he's right about something they're all pretty much out of control but the general populace has control over themselves a lot of the time because they don't have mixed brains and they're not going around shooting each other so wondering something why do people keep doing this and we looked at it and it said they are forced into it that's not true. You're doing it because you keep abusing our son and screwing around with us and we need you to go places other than here and we don't want you coming back that's why it's happening it's a major reason the other reason is Tommy f is making trouble for everybody and on purpose all the time having us guys do it he constantly has excuses constantly wants to team up with people his clones are turned he's trying to get information and it's like a pig so we decided to tell you something we're going after the clones whether you are or not and finally looks like you get the idea and you start to go after him and you want to know what Max up to too finally and foreigners are getting involved finally I really would have took was I'm going out and hitting the pyramids and saying that he's going to make them out of something harder we need to hear that that they acknowledged it sounded funny and it sounded like their stuff even if we say it's ours they really have a lot of work to do if they want to take control and take back all the stuff that they were supposed to be running and haven't yet for thousands of years
Things are going well the empire fleet went out and it hit about half the pyramids propulsion and it's going for the other half shortly. They're having a hell of a fight they keep trying to threaten them off and they're saying get office now right now they're hitting another 1/8 of it and pretty soon they will drop another eighth it looks like the gearing up to do it and they're hitting them in a few minutes. BG is hitting these guys with an ax handle right in the stomach and having a bull almost crush thier heads, is interrogation method is terrible he's not learning a damn thing and he is sitting there and s*** and pissing standing with brand new shoes and it's just terrible ruining suits to stand there and say dumb things to Mac and Capone and he's going to pay for it he ends up dead in the film and very dead shortly doesn't completely it does a few movies and he's out and he dies in blade runner too fully and you do see him die and he's crushed by something he's in the pyramid his eyeballs had poked out without the first one the second one he has this machine attached to him in the end of the movie they kill him
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Hey I have a yandere erasermic obsession. I don’t know if you do angst but what if they were punishing reader and she gets really exhausted and passes out. They think they killed her, I know this is dumb and you don’t have to do it if it makes you uncomfortable-🍓 anon
Yandere Erasermic punishing reader
I've missed these two a lot😭
Anyways, enjoy! Check out my MASTERLIST for more!
Yandere Erasermic:
"Hey! I'm home! How are my darlings- Shou? You okay?" Hizashi asked as he entered his home. He was looking forward to spending time with you and the hero, but judging by the pissed off look on Aizawa's face, it didn't seem like happening.
Aizawa was taking deep breaths, his eyebrows furrowed and face contorted into a scowl. God, what did you do now? Hizashi couldn't help but wonder that, as he slid onto the couch next to his husband.
"What did she do now?"Hizashi asked, resting his head on Aizawa's chest as his arms wrapped around him.
Aizawa closed his eyes in annoyance, his own arms engulfing Hizashi as he let out a huff. "She's so ungrateful."
Hizashi lightly chuckled at that, waiting for him to continue. "You know what she did today? She tried to escape. Again. I don't know how she got the code to unlock the main door, but she opened it. She barely made it 2 steps out the door before I pulled her back in. I was taking a shower and she thought she could make a run for it. " Aizawa runs a hand through his hair, but Hizashi suddenly caught it. He looked at his husband's hand, it was turning a nasty shade of purple, and was red around the knuckles, slightly swelled. "Shou, babe... what happened to your hand?"
Aizawa exhales deeply, closing his eyes, trying to control his anger. "Our sweet little darling happened. After I got her back in, I told her to apologise. You know what she did? She spit at me, screamed all kinds of profanities. When I took her down to the basement to chain her up, she tried attacking me." Aizawa clenched his jaw. "I was only going to leave her there for the night. But what she said to me next... Hizashi, I lost it. I punched her." Hizashi's eyes widened. He knew Aizawa wasn't one to lose his temper easily, he knew he wasn't one to resort to violence immediately. So the blonde could only wonder what in the hell did you say to him. "Shouta... what did she say?" He asked softly, almost afraid of the answer himself.
Shouta looked at his husband, trying to calm himself when he told him what you barked out. "She said...she said that she wondered how UA let... let creeps like us around kids." Hizashi's eyes widened. If there's one thing he knew about Aizawa, it was how deeply he cared about his students, treating them like his own children. He prided himself in being their teacher, and so the nerve of you to even say something so disgusting like that, Aizawa was bound to snap.
"I cant believe she'd say something...so horrible. I'm so sorry, Shou." Hizashi whispered, nuzzling Aizawa's neck. The pro hero only grunted. "Whatever. I think it'd be good if she stays down there... for 2 weeks. Yeah that'd be good. And no dinner tonight either. I don't want to put up with anymore of her bullshit." Hizashi only nodded, but then caught another look at his hand and he stood up, pulling Aizawa along with him to the kitchen. Hizashi pulled out a bag of frozen peas and started applying it on his bruise hand to reduce the swelling.
As the two ate dinner, Hizashi couldn't help but worry that if Shouta's hand looked like this from the punch, then what did the receiving end look like. He chose to remain quiet on that matter, not wanting you to ruin the night anymore.
The next morning when Aizawa woke up, he went downstairs to the kitchen to find his husband. Hizashi who was almost done plating up, greeted Aizawa with a kiss. "So, should I take this plate down to our baby bird?" Hizashi asked, already knowing Aizawa didn't want to see you yet. You had really hurt him. Shouta nodded as he took a sip of his coffee. "Be right back." Hizashi pressed a kiss to his lips before going to the basement.
Hizashi opened the door to the basement, walking down the stairs, hoping to see you greet him like the angel they know you are deep down. But when he got down there, he saw you were still asleep on the floor, your limbs still bound to the chains. Your face was turned away from him and Hizashi wasnt sure if he wanted to see the damage that was done to your face.
Hizashi just called for you. “Love, I’ve brought breakfast! Eggs and hashbrowns! Your favourite!” When you didnt respond, he just sighed before placing the plate on the floor. Your chains were long enough to for you to reach it, and while Hizashi wished nothing more than to feed you himself, he knew you needed to be punished.
As he went up the stairs and out of the basement, he couldnt help but feel a sense of dread creeping up on him.
“Do you think she’ll be sorry after her punishment?”Hizashi asked his partner. Aizawa rolled his eyes. “Unlikely. But she’ll learn to think twice before she says stupid shit like that.” Hizashi chuckled, but secretly hoped that would be the case. He got up from the couch where he and Aizawa sat. “I’ll go get her plate.” They were done eating 2 hours ago, but still waited for you to finish up because they know how stubborn you are.
When Hizashi walked down the stairs, he wasn’t surprised to find your plate untouched. You would always do that the first few days, before finally succumbing to your hunger. Pointless, really. But what disturbed him was how you were still in the same position he had seen you in 2 hours ago. And it was coming to him how still you looked, he couldn't see your body moving a single muscle, he couldn't see if you were breathing.
Hizashi walked towards you cautiously, waiting for you to jump up and scare the crap out of him. But his breath hitched when he finally saw what had happened to you.
A big bruise had formed on your cheek, swelling and taking all the shades of the purple, blue and green. But the worst part was seeing the blood and a clear liquid dripping out of your nose slowly, forming a pool around your head.
He turned you on to your back and started shaking your shoulder. “Darling? Wake up, baby. Its me. Baby, wake up.” But your body remained unconscious. He started tapping your cheek, only then noticing you weren’t breathing. All the alarms went off in his head. “SHOUTA! COME DOWN OVER HERE!”
Shouta rushed to the basement, wondering what stunt you pulled now. But seeing your limp body in Hizashi’s arms, blood coating your cheeks, he knew something terrible had occured. Aizawa ran towards his partners, looking at your bruising cheek. “She’s n-not breathing. She’s not fucking breathing, Shou!” Hizashi sobbed as Aizawa took your wrist in his hand. His blood ran cold when he found no pulse. “What are we gonna do?! She’s dead! Our baby is dead!” Shouta blocked out Hizashi’s voice. They both cant be panicking right now. Aizawa turned to his partner. “Hizashi. Bring her up. I’ll get the car out.” He commanded. “H-hospital? Shou, its too late-” Hizashi cried out but Aizawa gave him a stern look. “Bring her up. Now.”
They got to the hospital in fairly record time, passing you over to the doctors while Aizawa made up a story of how they found you in an alley. Only after the doctors left them alone did it dawn on Aizawa how serious the situation was. He killed you, didnt he? You would still be alive if he hadnt hit you. How could he ever claim to love you when he hurts you-
Aizawa shook his head, he could wallow up in his guilt later. For now, he needed to comfort his husband and pray that you make it through somehow.
A few hours later, the doctors had given them an update on your condition. You made it, barely. Something had hit your face and damaged some part of your brain, causing there to be a very slow heart beat. But you're all okay now, since they brought you in time.
When they were allowed to finally go in, thats when Aizawa finally broke down. Seeing you unconscious, knowing he almost killed you, it got to him. Hizashi wanted to console Aizawa, but he couldn't bring himself to leave your side. Hizashi pressed soft kisses to your temples, wiping his tears that fell on your cheek, while Aizawa stood to your side. He wanted to hold your hand but he was afraid to hurt you again. As the duo sat by your side, they made a silent promise to never hurt you again, at least not physically.
After that incident, you'll never be left alone. The two are always breathing down your neck, drowning you in love, looking at you with even more fondness; obsession and protectiveness swirling in their eyes, right there with guilt.
Aizawa would never apologise, but that doesn't mean he's not sorry. You would often wake up to him looking at your bruised cheek with worry, caressing it so gently, as if he'd break you. He'll be a lot more demanding with physical affection, always wrapping his arms around you, forcing you onto his lap and tucking your face under his chin as he cards his fingers through your hair.
You didn't think Hizashi could be anymore overbearing, but you were proved wrong. He'd panic if you were out of his sight for more than 5 minutes. Always worrying, paranoia creeping up on him when you're not in the same room as him. And when he would finally find you (mostly in the bathroom), he'd check you all over for injuries, not trusting your assurances.
Punishments aren't violent anymore. They're humiliating. Pulling you in their laps and feeding you by hand, talking about you as if you're not there, making you take baths with them(not showers because they end too quickly), making you sleep with them, naked.
And the couple won't lie, but this form of punishment seems to be far more effective. With how quickly you turn docile, folding in on yourself as if you could hide from them... its cute.
But hey, its better than getting beat, right?
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Elevate Thy Hate
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Summary: Not a day goes by that you and Bucky don’t argue.
Word Count: 4,642
Warnings: Cliché plot but slight angst, self-doubt and Bucky being a loveable idiot who sucks at communicating
A/N: Surprise one-shot because I just remembered I wrote this like...last year lmfao
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You woke up feeling great and excited. The mission was finally finished, debriefings were done and reports have been submitted. Everyone was given an entire week to get some rest and since rest days were pretty rare, you truly looked forward to this day.
Before you could even saunter in the kitchen, you had already heard the chatters from your fellow Avengers. One particular voice irked you though but hell no, you weren’t going to let one Bucky Barnes ruin your day.
A chorus of good mornings greeted you as soon as you walked into the kitchen. Nat and Steve were on one side of the counter sipping their coffee while Sam and Wanda were finishing up their food. Tony and Bruce were out of sight, probably holed up in the lab doing experiments as usual. Bucky didn’t acknowledge you and quickly headed out of the kitchen, thankfully. You weren’t in the mood to pick a fight.
Walking up to the cupboards, you quickly grabbed you favorite cereal and proceeded to pour it out on your bowl. None came out though. You peeked inside bag and saw that only crumbs of it were left.
“Who the—“
Everyone was already pointing at Bucky when you turned around to ask. And of course, Bucky did it on purpose because he stood there at the end of the hallway, watching you with smug grin on his face.
“I hope your day sucks.” He said and flipped you the bird before turning around to walk away.
You groaned out loud, ignoring the amused chuckles from everyone else in the kitchen.
“I’m not stooping down to your level, asshole! I hope your day is average!”
The day was fortunately uneventful, except for your ruined breakfast care of Bucky. You were determined not to let that annoy you for the rest of the day. So far, so good. You could only wish it’d continue that way for the rest of the week.
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“I told you not to rush!” Bucky snapped.
“I had him already! If you didn’t throw that goddamn smoke grenade I would’ve killed him!” You explained.
You could see Sam shaking his head in frustration. Bucky always had to blame something on you even though you weren’t the one at fault.
Bucky snorted, “He had a sniper for fuck’s sake! One shot and you’re dead.”
“Oh wow, says the one who got shot before I did.” You rolled your eyes at Bucky.
The two of you continued to bicker until Nat and Steve walked into the living room looking confused as you and Bucky exchanged insults while Sam remained sandwiched between the both of you on the couch.
“Who got shot?” Steve asked, glancing at you and Bucky alternately.
“Did we miss out on a mission or...?” Nat continued.
Sam chuckled, “We were playing Call of Duty and we lost.” He explained, taking the opportunity to get up from the sofa.
Steve still looked lost, something that Nat immediately picked up. “It’s a video game.” She explained.
“You two are fighting over a game?” He asked you and Bucky.
“They fight over everything.” Nat shrugged and walked out of the room with Sam tagging behind her.
“I’m outta here too, I’m so done babysitting the kids.” He muttered under his breath.
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It was past midnight when you were in the living room alone, watching television while eating a Whopper. The lights were turned off and it was absolutely quiet in the compound, setting the perfect ambience for the crime documentary you were watching.
Not long after, you heard someone walk into the living room. It was only when your heard the familiar grunt that you realized who it was. Of course, it had to be Bucky.
“Are you eating a burger?” He asked incredulously.
“No, it’s popcorn. Of course it’s a fucking burger, are you blind or just dumb?” You snapped, your eyes still glued on the television.
“Dumbfounded that you’re eating that at this hour. No wonder you suck at cardio.” Bucky said as he sat down on the other end of the sofa.
“Are you body-shaming me?” You gasped.
Bucky snickered, “I didn’t say anything, I just said you suck at cardio.” He said, not looking at you.
You chose to ignore him and brought your attention back to the television. It was quiet for moment. You almost forgot about Bucky’s presence until of course, he decided to annoy you yet again.
“Can you pass the remote?” Bucky asked monotonously.
“No.”
Silence.
“This show sucks.” He commented.
You were focused on the show but noticed that Bucky was staring at you.
“Can you please pass the remote?” He asked again.
“In case you didn’t notice, I’m watching. I was here first. I hold the rights to control the remote.” You deadpanned, refusing to look at him.
There was a flash of black and gold right before your eyes. Everything happened quickly and the next thing you knew, Bucky was hovering above you, trapping you between his body and the arm rest of the sofa.
“The fuck, Barnes?! Get off of me!” You protested and started pushing him away.
“You gotta work on your reflexes, darling.” He said, finally leaning away from you, remote now in his hand.
He grinned triumphantly and switched the channel before placing the remote inside his sweatpants, “Want to switch the channel? Come and get it.” he taunted as he leaned back on the couch, opening his legs wide as he showed off how the remote created a tent in his sweatpants.
That was the remote...right? You mentally slapped yourself for actually thinking about what Bucky was packing beneath those pants and frowned.
“You’re an asshole and a disgusting one.” You told him.
“God, I hate you.” You muttered and crumpled the wrapper of your burger before throwing it at Bucky.
Deciding that you didn’t want to argue any further, you got up and left the living room, but not without telling Bucky again how much you hated him for making your life miserable.
“The feeling is mutual.” You heard him say.
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The petty fights with Bucky went on and on during that entire week of rest. Despite the arguments, there were small moments of kindness shared between you and the soldier.
“Where are you going dressed up so nicely?” You asked Bucky upon seeing him walk into the kitchen wearing a leather jacket on top of a black shirt, dark, tight-fitting jeans and a pair of Doc Martens.
It was meant as an insult, of course. You took every opportunity to tease Bucky and his newfound sense of fashion. Said fashion meant his taste for very millennial outfits despite his old age.
“Grocery.” He replied as he went over to the fridge to pour himself a glass of water.
“Ooh, can you buy me Starbucks on your way back? I’ll pay.” You asked kindly.
Bucky just stared at you as he drank from his glass of water. He slammed it on the counter before walking past you.
“Not a damn chance.”
He did buy you Starbucks though. It didn’t shock you that much considering that the both of you didn’t hate on each other all the damn time. But what surprised you was that he brought you your usual drink and your favorite pastry too.
Steve must have forced him to do so, probably told his best friend your usual orders as well so you made a note to thank him as soon as they got back.
And thank Steve you did, but you didn’t expect the reply that you got.
“Oh was that the reason why Bucky kept bugging me about stopping by Starbucks?” Steve asked.
You narrowed your eyes at him, “What do you mean? I thought he told you I asked him to buy me Starbucks.”
Steve chuckled, “I guess now I know why he wouldn’t shut up about it.” he said, amusement laced in his tone.
“I don’t understand, Cap.” you said.
Steve just smiled at you in response before squeezing your shoulder, “Maybe you will understand soon.”
And with that, he left you feeling even more confused. You honestly didn’t understand the context of the conversation so you decided to just ignore it. Steve sometimes would say weird shit that none of the Avengers knew about. You dismissed it and thought that maybe it was Steve being a decade old, it was probably an old man thing.
You decided to make coffee for Bucky the following day, as a simple gesture to thank him for the Starbucks. He didn’t ask you to pay him back so you felt obligated to do a little something for him. You were an asshole to him sometimes, yes, but that didn’t mean you weren’t going to give credit where credit is due.
Okay, so maybe you didn’t really hate Bucky. If you did actually hate him, the entire team would probably do something about it. Maybe force the two of you to talk things out. The hatred was all fun and games, everyone seemed to be amused by it too.
You still considered Bucky your friend despite the constant bickering. You had to admit, the arguments were pretty fun.
Although, you were wondering whether Bucky felt the same about considering you as his friend. Sometimes, his attitude towards you confused the hell out of you.
One day he’d eat the chocolate you’ve been saving up for cheat day just to spite you. And it definitely did because you ended up cursing him out loud when you saw him munching on it. The next day he brought you a new one. You were watching Netflix when he waltzed into the living room and threw a bar of chocolate at your lap before walking out without saying a word.
These exchange of small yet kind (and confusing) gestures remained unacknowledged. You didn’t know why but you also didn’t feel the need to talk about them. You weren’t going to lie but Bucky’s random acts of kindness would always put a smile on your face.
-
The vacation unfortunately came to an end and everyone had to go back to saving the world. All of you were gathered in the conference room with Fury for a briefing about the next mission. It wasn’t as big as the last one but it still required a lot of planning.
After explaining the mission, Fury let Steve take over the meeting to strategize.
Some were assigned to do surveillance around the parameter while some were appointed to do all the groundwork. Steve of course, just had to partner you with Bucky to do the actual infiltration given that your skills complemented each other’s.
You grinned and was prepared to roast Bucky’s ass when you turned to him and was met with a scowl. He shook his head with what you assumed was disappointment and turned away from you.
It was the first time he ever dismissed you like that. Sure, you were rude to each other but the look that Bucky gave you wasn’t a teasing one. He wasn’t mocking you nor frustrated. Bucky seemed to really hate the idea of being partnered with you. It was the first time that the two of you had to work together without anyone else. Usually, Steve or Sam joined but for this mission, it was just you and Bucky. Concluding that he must have woken up at the wrong side of the bed, you chose to ignore your gut feeling and focused back to Steve.
After the meeting, everyone else exited the room and started with the preparations for the mission. As you walked down the hallway leading to your bedroom, you heard some soft chattering coming from Steve’s bedroom.
You were supposed to ignore it until you heard your name, making you stop in your tracks.
“I can’t be partnered with her, Steve.”
Bucky.
“Buck, just go with it. I can’t be changing assignments at the last minute.” Steve explained.
Bucky sighed, “You know I can’t function properly when she’s around, let alone be partnered with her. She distracts me, Steve. Her skills distract me and I swear on our friendship, I would end up dying on this assignment.”
“You’re being overly dramatic, Buck. Just suck it up, pal. Do the mission and get it over with.”
“Steve, you don’t understand. I really can’t deal with her. Especially if it’s just the two of us. You know how much I fucking—“
“Hate me?”
You couldn’t help but interject in their conversation. How could you not? Bucky was complaining about how he couldn’t deal with you. It really hurt hearing Bucky say all those things about you. Sure, you were somewhat new to the team and you didn’t have superpowers nor years of training like the rest. But you worked your ass off to be in this position. And for him to say that he couldn’t function with you being around struck a nerve. The last thing on your mind was to hold back your teammates, that’s why you train twice, thrice as hard.
Steve and Bucky stared at you as if they’ve seen a ghost. It’s as if all their blood was drained out of their body when they saw you step inside the room. Bucky was about to say something but you decided to cut him off, not wanting to hear more about how he doesn’t want to be partnered with you.
“We don’t get along that well, I get that. But I honestly thought that our arguments were harmless. Hell, I consider us friends. I didn’t think that you actually hated me.” Your voice quivered because you were truly, deeply hurt.
“That’s not what I meant.” Bucky insisted.
“You literally said that you might end up dying because of being partnered with me, Bucky! Look, I know that I don’t have a super serum running through my veins. I can’t move things with my mind and I can’t come up with life-changing tech. I wasn’t trained since childhood nor have the perfect aim. But I worked hard to be in this team. I trained hard not to be a burden to anyone and I’m sorry if my skills aren’t up to your standards.”
What did you even do to Bucky for him to hate you this much?
“Don’t worry, I won’t burden you. Once this mission is over, I won’t bother you anymore. Ever.” You said before walking out of the way, ignoring Bucky when he had repeatedly called your name.
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The ride to the location was filled with tension. Although everyone else had no idea what happened, they somehow knew that the tension had something to do with you and Bucky.
Thankfully, the quinjet was big enough for you not to end up sitting beside Bucky.
“You okay?” Wanda asked, noticing how restless you were.
What you heard definitely affected you in more ways than one. You kept on double checking your weapons, your gadgets and you even ended up doubting yourself. Were you really equipped to be an Avenger? Steve said that Bucky was merely overacting but what if he was right? What if you weren’t skilled enough to protect him or your teammates?
“That’s not true.” Wanda said out of the blue. “I didn’t mean to read your mind, though. Your thoughts are coming off too strong, kinda hard to ignore.” She said apologetically.
You softly laughed, “I should really be staying away from you.” You joked.
Wanda smiled and placed her hand on top of yours, “I mean it though. You’re amazing at what you do. I don’t understand why you’re doubting yourself about being an Avenger.”
Swallowing the lump in your throat, you offered Wanda a grateful smile. You noticed that Bucky had been staring at you the entire time but simply ignored him. You weren’t going to let him snap you out of your focus.
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Once on location, everyone started to split up and listened for Steve’s orders through the comms. You and Bucky managed to get inside the base, all thanks to Nat and the Hulk who handled all the guards.
The building was completely empty when the two of you walked around in search of the hidden quarters where all the intel were kept.
Bucky whistled to get your attention, you turned and saw that he was motioning towards what seemed to be a regular brick wall. However, there were a few bricks out of place and upon examining it, you realized it was some sort of a secret door. You managed to figure out which bricks to push and thankfully, it didn’t take you long enough to open the door which revealed an old, steel elevator.
“We found the entrance, Steve.” Bucky said into the comms.
“Careful in there, there were suspiciously a few guards within the parameters. They all might be in there.” Nat warned.
You heaved out a deep breath before stepping into the elevator with Bucky trailing behind you. There was only one button in the elevator, a red one.
“Can someone scan the elevator and make sure this button won’t set off any boobie trap or something?” You asked nervously as you inspected the elevator for any hidden traps.
The comms cracked with Sam’s voice. “Button is safe although...” he trailed.
“Although what?” Bucky asked, examining the elevator as well.
“You’re in for a long ride.”
You frowned, “How long?” You asked.
“Can’t see. It’s way too deep.”
Sam was able to scan the entire base and true enough, the elevator would lead deep down into the hidden laboratory. How deep into the ground it was, none could tell. Neither Sam nor Tony’s technology could see through due to the lack of signal. Steve said it might be dangerous to proceed given that there were no other ways into the lab except for the elevator.
The lack of signal down there meant no communication.
“Guys, I don’t think it’s a good idea to continue with this mission.” Steve said.
“But we’re so close, Steve.” You said.
“I think Steve is right. It’d be hard to call for back up when things go south.” Bucky interjected, not even sparing you a glance.
You snorted. Bucky sure wasn’t overacting when he was complaining about your skills. He definitely didn’t trust you. You weren’t going to settle for that.
“We won’t need any back up.”
And with that, you pressed the red button and completely ignored everyone’s warnings through the comms. Bucky looked at you with disbelief and tried to press the red button again in hopes of halting the elevator. However, the brick wall had closed and the elevator started its descent.
“Why the fuck did you do that?!” He yelled and tried to search the elevator for some sort of stop button.
“We’ll follow soon!” Steve’s voice was the last you heard before your comms completely lost its signal.
“Christ, we don’t even know whether it’s the lab that’s down there!” Bucky said, continuing his search for anything that would bring the both of you up to the ground floor.
“I’m not as stupid as you think I am. All secret doors lead to a top secret room and no, we won’t be needing any back up because I am totally capable of taking down anyone who gets in the way.” You stubbornly replied and leaned against the wall.
You wondered how long the elevator ride was going to be. At the speed that it’s going, it wasn’t impossible to take at least fifteen to twenty minutes if the lab was really far down into the ground. Bucky’s frustration was evident from the way he kept on inspecting the elevator walls. At first it was easy to ignore but Bucky was becoming more and more desperate to find a way to go back up.
“Your desperation to stay away from me is just...astounding.” You said with a bitter chuckle.
“I’m finding a way to get out of here, not away from you.” Bucky explained calmly.
You shook your head, “You don’t trust me to keep you alive, I get it. But can you tone it down even for just a bit?” You spat at him.
Bucky pressed the bridge of his nose and let out an exasperated sigh, “You don’t need to keep me alive.”
“Of course not, you don’t need me to do so ‘cause you’re so capable. How did I not think of that?” At this point, you couldn’t stop the word vomit.
You had tons of things to say to Bucky to prove to him that you were totally good at what you do, that he didn’t need to underestimate you just because you were a new addition to the team.
“That’s not what I mean.” Bucky explained again.
It was starting to annoy you that the more you were becoming agitated, the calmer he was becoming. And he kept on telling you that he meant differently with his statements but he never really attempted to further explain his side.
“Then what do you mean, Bucky?” You pressed. “What did I ever do to you for you to hate me this much? Did I say something offensive? Do I have to train 24/7 for you to think that I deserve to be working alongside the Avengers?” You kept on babbling on and on and on.
Bucky rubbed his face with his hand, “I don’t hate you, okay?” He doesn’t even spare you a look.
All this time, he was looking at anything but you and it was really getting on your nerves.
“See? You keep on telling me that you don’t hate me but you can’t even look at me! I mean, if you really loathe me then own up to it! It hurts me more that you keep on denying it when you can’t even explain a damn thing. At least tell me why!” You were never an emotional person and Bucky knew that, so when he finally turned to look at you, he was surprised to see you on the verge of tears.
“Hey, hey...” Bucky coaxed and tried to hold you but you stepped away from him.
“Just please tell me why, Buck. Tell me and I promise to stay away. If you think I suck at being an Avenger to the point of irritating you, tell me so I can train my fucking ass off until you deem me fit to be an Avenger. If my jokes offended you, I’m sorry. If I—“
“It’s because I like you.”
“...what?”
Bucky Barnes...likes you? It’s as if the silence went on forever inside the elevator that seemed to keep going. How long were the two of you inside it anyway? You couldn’t tell anymore and you didn’t know whether Bucky was simply fooling around with you.
“That’s not funny.” You said.
Bucky shook his head, “It’s not a joke.”
You stared at him doubtfully, “Explain.” You demanded.
Bucky licked his lips and let out a soft chuckle, “I’m an idiot.” He said.
“That doesn’t explain anything. If any, I’d think you’re simply fucking with me.” You pointed out and crossed your arms over your chest.
That seemed to urge Bucky to finally explain. “What you heard in Steve’s room was correct.”
“So you really hate me.”
Bucky groaned, “Let me finish, please?” He pleaded. When you remained silent, he continued to explain himself.
“You really do distract me during missions. Because you’re so amazing and I never doubted your skills. But I also get worried and I hate it when I see you in pain or wounded and it fucking distracts me. I didn’t want to be partnered with you because when I see you, I just...fuck. I like you that much. You kick someone’s ass and I’d end up watching you with awe that it’d cause me my own demise. That’s what I meant. That I’d probably end up dying because whenever you’re around, you have my full attention.”
The anger within you dissipated just like that. You could feel your face heat up from Bucky’s unexpected confession.
“But you’re an asshole to me.” You pointed out.
Bucky laughed, “Because that’s how I get your attention. You walk into a room with a kind-hearted super soldier, a witty bird brain and a few more intelligent men and yet I’d be the first one you’d acknowledge. With a snarky comment but still, attention is attention. It’s the only way I get to interact with you without feeling awkward. I suck at conversations, I mean, you heard me and though I was hating on you when I was merely blabbering to Steve about how much I like you.”
This time, you couldn’t hold back your laughter. All along, Bucky was finding a way to talk to you even though it meant constant arguments over the pettiest things. To be fair though, he really did suck at communicating.
“I’m sorry that it came across like that.” Bucky apologized sincerely. “I hope this doesn’t change anything between us.” He admitted.
You shrugged, “Oh but it does. In fact, it changes everything.”
Bucky’s face fell.
“Because I think I like you too and I kinda want for things to change. For the better of course.” You grinned.
Bucky chuckled and scratched his forehead bashfully, “You think, huh? Not sure?” He asked and turned to you just as the elevator doors opened.
Indeed, it led to the lab where almost all of the targets stayed. The man nearest the elevator had his gun pointed at Bucky but before he could even pull the trigger, Bucky had thrown his knife at him without even sparing a glance and choked the next guy to attack with his metal arm before throwing him towards a group of armed men. He was just gazing at you with a smittened smile.
“Still not sure about liking me back?”
Impressed at his gesture, you smirked.
“Now I am.”
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By the time Steve, Nat and Sam walked out of the elevator, the mission had already been done. You walked towards the trio and handed Steve a USB.
“All their data is already saved there. Wiped out their entire system clean too.” You told him, voice chirpy and all.
Bucky was right behind you, a couple of folders in his hands before handing them to Sam, “Lotsa confidential info in there too which includes our next targets.” he said and walked past Sam with a certain jump in his steps.
The three exchanged glances before looking around the entire lab. Men were scattered on the floor, most were dead and others heavily injured.
“What the hell happened here?” Nat asked, avoiding the injured men on the ground as she walked around.
“The mission happened, Nat. All that matters now is that everything has been resolved. I mean, everything.” You said meaningfully and threw Bucky a flirty smile before walking into the elevator.
He followed suit and saluted at the three before pushing the red button. The doors weren’t even closed yet when Bucky couldn’t hold back and quickly leaned to press a soft kiss on your lips. An action that definitely didn’t go unnoticed by the three. You couldn’t help but chuckle when you noticed their reactions before the elevator closed.
Said trio stood there dumbfounded and confused as hell. Early on, the tension between you and Bucky was felt by everyone. The kind of tension then wasn’t even a sexual one. It was so intense that Nat was actually expecting to see you and Bucky at each other’s throats when they got down to the lab.
“Guess that the long ass elevator ride did something. Whatever was in that elevator seems interesting. Wanna go check it out, Nat?” Sam asked suggestively.
Steve chuckled and shook his head.
Nat simply smirked and walked past Sam, “In your dreams, Wilson.”
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Prompt: Chris Evans story where your boyfriend is a cheating douche-bag. He cheats on you time and time again and you get into a bit of a depression. You confide in your best friend, Chris Evans. His consoling leads to sex, the sex soon turns into a regular thing and you get happy again. Your boyfriend sees your change and promises that he will never cheat again and that he will treat you better. You’re happy but sad at the same time because now you have to break things off with Chris. But Chris won’t have it; he says that you should stay with him and not your boyfriend. You’re not sure of which decision to make, so Chris lists off reasons why you would be better off with him.
Chris Evans x black!reader
A/N: my first Chris Evans story!! Let me know what you guys think of it.
A/N 2: I started this story a few years ago and it took me a long time to finish cause I was on a very long writing hiatus and didn't finish this until earlier this year, so some of the story goes off of what the summary says and I decided to turn this into 2 parts (could be more, depending on how long the 2nd part is). So no smut in this part, just angst and dumb jokes. This also originally wasn't going to be a black reader story, but seeing how my ACTUAL 1st Chris Evans story went pretty well (the Game On story) I decided to make it another one cause I love it.
C/W: angst, swearing, my dumb jokes, 3rd person story (it hurt my brain to write it this way, but I wanted to try something different)
“He did it again, Chris! Michael cheated on me with some big titted chick,” Y/N said as she sobbed into her best friend’s shoulder.
Chris rubbed his friend’s back, trying to calm her down. He knew how to handle situations like these since Y/N went through so many of them with her boyfriend. Chris thought her relationship with Michael was like a broken record: always repeating itself. It was good at first with the couple being so obviously in love, but that changed six months later when Michael decided that Y/N wasn’t enough and started to cheat on her with multiple women. Y/N had been given advice by Chris countless times about guys like Michael and she listened to him, she really did. But she always ended up forgiving her unfaithful boyfriend and enjoyed the makeup sex that Michael would give her after.
“He and that big titted chick can both go to hell for all I care,” Chris replied. Then he lifted his friend’s head from his shoulder and made her look directly in his eyes. “Hey hon,” he said using his ‘friendly’ nickname for Y/N. “I think it’s about time you dropped that lame ass zero and got yourself a hero.”
“Okay, Captain America,” Y/N chuckled while wiping her face.
Chris laughed too, but deep down he was really hoping that Y/N would actually consider dating him. They met seven years ago and became fast friends. But the bearded actor didn’t count on falling for Y/N a few years later when he was doing an interview for one of his new movies and Y/N was there to help support him and make sure his anxiety didn’t get the best of him. While in the middle of the interview, Chris started to feel a little fidgety, so he tugged on his ear; a sign that told Y/N that he needed her help. She was standing right behind the cameraman, so Y/N could see everything that Chris was doing. She saw the signal and started to make some weird faces for her best friend.
Y/N made Chris and the interviewer crack up that day, especially when she stood right behind the cameraman and started to bulge her eyes out at him, making him laugh as well. At that moment, Chris realized that he had found that special someone. That special someone that he wants to spend the rest of his life with and just keep forever, never let go.
Y/N was sweet, considerate and loved Disney movies and dogs as much as he did. So he felt that she was just perfect for him. He even started to mentally kick his ass for taking so long to realize this.
The interviewer asked Chris one last question before he had to leave.
“So, Chris, is there a special lady in your life? Ya know, besides your mother and sisters,” she asked.
Chris chuckled and looked right in Y/N’s direction with a bright smile on his face. “Well, I don’t have anyone yet,” the blonde answered, his eyes never leaving Y/N’s, “but I’m looking for her.”
“Chris? Chris, did you hear me,” Y/N asked suddenly, stopping Chris from remembering the day he fell for her.
Evans shook his head no. “Sorry, I zoned out for a few seconds.”
Y/N rolled her eyes. “I said I would love to find a new boyfriend, but I’m still in love with Michael.” Chris rolled his eyes this time. “Don’t do that, man. I can’t help that these are my feelings for him.”
“But what are your feelings for him right now! Aren’t you sad? Pissed? Or feeling like you just wanna punch that douche-bag in the face so hard that his face caves in a little bit?”
Chris’s friend nodded her head yes and started to sob again. He felt bad for making Y/N cry; he would never want to make her tears fall from her eyes unless they were tears of joy. He grabbed Y/N and embraced her for a few minutes until she was calm again. Once was she was, Chris pulled away from Y/N enough to look her in her eyes.
“Hey, promise me that you’ll forget about that douche for at least two weeks and just try to find someone better. Okay?” Chris begged with sincerity in his eyes.
“Okay,” I promise,” Y/N complied.
Chris kissed Y/N’s head and, after saying goodbye, left his friend’s house for the night.
* * *
Chris returned to Y/N’s house a few weeks later. He rung the doorbell and heard a faint ‘it’s open’. Evans opened and closed the door behind him and blushed at the sight in front of him: there stood Y/N, wearing only a pair of boy shorts and an over sized t-shirt, no makeup. That’s when Chris thought, no knew, that Y/N was the most beautiful woman out there.
"Hi Chris," Y/N greeted her best friend with a warm hug and a kiss on his cheek. Evans couldn't help the blush that crept onto his face. He also couldn't help but to imagine if he and Y/N were together and he'd come home from being on set all day long, her greeting him the same way she was now except that she'd try to pull back a little to ask him about his day. But Chris would hold his lover in a tight embrace, kiss her so lovingly, so passionately, and ask about her day instead.
Yeah, Christopher Robert [Jamal] Evans would love that.
"Hey, Y/N," Chris replied as he breathed in the embrace. "How've you been lately?"
"A little bit better; not fully okay, but I'm getting there I think," Y/N answered.
Chris shook his head in disbelief. He knew when his best friend was lying to him. "Y/N," he whispered, "I can see in your eyes that you're hurting more than letting on. You sure you're doing fine?"
Y/N's smile was quickly replaced with a small frown. "I'm doin' fine, Evans," she answered, mocking Chris's Boston accent. "And, before you ask, yes I have went on a few dates with other guys; three to be exact. First guy wouldn't shut up about his ex-wife; like I was supposed to be his therapist or something. Second guy -this gorgeous dreadhead- we connected and shit, but he too wouldn't stop talking about his ex and his table manners were terrible." You rolled your eyes before finishing your list. "Last but not least, I went on date with Mr. I-Got-Tons-of-Money-Baby. We didn't connect at all and I'm sure it was cause of his cocky attitude and the way he talked down to people -it was disgusting! " The dateless woman flounced into her big living room and plopped down onto her L-shaped sofa. "Trying to find a new man is pointless, Chris. Either I start dating women cause why the fuck not!? Or I just give up on love all together."
Chris chuckled but then nervously cleared his throat after he came up with a great -but what he also thought was a heart attack inducing- idea. "Y/N," he stammered.
"Yeah, man?"
"If the whole thing with you dating females doesn't work out, but you still want to try to find love, then I know exactly who you should date next."
Y/N gave Chris a questionable look. He didn't say anything back, just raised an eyebrow and grinned mischievously. It took Y/N a few seconds to understand what Chris was talking about. But once she did, her mouth went into an O shape, showing her shock and surprise.
"Are you serious, Evans," Y/N exclaimed; eyes now wide as golf balls. "You wanna date me!?!"
The actor chuckled. He didn't think that his friend would be so shocked by his words. "I've been wanting to date you basically almost ever since we first met, Y/N. I just- -I just never knew what to say to you about it, or if you felt the same way or not and if you didn't then I didn't want to ruin our friendship, or if you did feel the dame way but then something bad happens to us down the road and then that messes with up our friendship and then there's the thing with paparazzi..." Chris was rambling on and on but Y/N was listening to everything he was saying. Hanging onto every word that was coming out of her best friend's mouth.
Y/N had never known that Chris had felt this way about her. It wasn't that she was completely oblivious (well, maybe a little), but she also never saw any signs of her friend being in love with her. Wait. Was Chris in love with Y/N? As far as she knew -or as far as she thought from what she was told so far- this was just a crush. A crush confession that apparently was a long time coming. She wondered how she felt for Chris; did she have the same feelings for him like he did for her? When they first met, all Y/N cared about was how Chris acted as a person, not as Captain America or as an actor in general. But as Chris Evans, an everyday man. Y/N knew, after that one day of meeting Evans, that she wanted to be best friends with the man, nothing more and nothing less. But now, with Chris' confession and continuous ramblings, Y/N was having different and a little bit confusing thoughts.
Sure Chris Evans is an very attractive man, physically speaking. But Y/N doesn't care about looks -much- when it comes to dating or anything for that matter. She thinks what makes people attractive is their personality more than anything, and she knows Chris has the best personality she's ever seen from a person. But she wasn't sure if she was ready to date him or anyone else for that matter. Although, if Y/N was going to date more, then Chris would probably be her number one pick.
"So, what do you say, Y/N," Chris asked, hopeful.
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And that's the end of part 1, everyone. Part 2 will be posted....probably next week or so. It is currently one of my WIPs so I'm definitely working on it.
But what do ya'll think will happen next? What will Y/N's answer to Chris be? Will she say yes, or will she say no? Who knows??? Except for me; I know. Also, you're Y/N; Y/N is you, so you better hope that you say something positive back :P Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this! Thanks for reading!!
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Prompt: Requested, by a lovely anon. Hope you’ll like it, sweetie
Word Count: Long-ish
Pairings: Rhea Ripley x Reader
Warnings: +18, smut, oral sex, dirty talk
Editor: @thenightmareismyreality
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“I think she’s into you” Asuka smirked, as she stared at Rhea, who was sitting down in one of the catering tables behind me “You should’ve seen the way she was eating you up with her eyes when you were interviewing Drew earlier” She giggled
“She is something! But also seems like trouble, so uh, no thanks” I laughed
“Come on, Y/N, how much trouble could a one night stand cause?”
“A lot when you know that it probably wouldn’t be a one time thing!”
“Oh” She smirked “And why is that?”
“Do you know me at all? If you think I could ride that face only one time and that’s it, then you don’t know me as much as I thought you did! Have you seen her? She looks like she knows exactly how to eat a pussy, ok?”
“I sure can” Rhea whispered in my ear “And if you ever want a free test drive” She slid a piece of paper on top of the table “Let me know, so I can prove it to you”
She stepped back towards the door, when she reached the doorway, she turned around and mischievously stuck her tongue out at me, the piercing in the middle catching the light
“I fucking hate you” I slapped Asuka’s arm
“Ouch” She dramatically screamed “You’re welcome! And let me know if she means it” She laughed when I got up from the table to go to the bathroom, so I could splash some water on my now burning face
……………………………………………….
My phone buzzed on top of the hotel bedroom’s nightstand
Rhea 😈: Good morning, gorgeous. When will you stop being so stubborn and come here to get that free test drive? 👅
Y/N 🍑: In your dreams, Ripley
Rhea 😈: C’mon, princess… Don’t pretend like you don’t want to 😏
Y/N 🍑: It’s not a matter of wanting, it’s a matter of doing what’s right
Rhea 😈: Exactly! And what’s right is for you to come to room 635 right now and ride my face 👅💦
Y/N 🍑: 🤦♀️ You’re no good...I gotta go now, I need to shower
Rhea 😈: Can I join you? You know, just in case you need some help of course 😇
Y/N 🍑: Yeah, that’s exactly why you want to join me 🤥
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Later that day as I was heading to hair and makeup, I heard someone wolf whistling at me. I turned around to find the blonde and female version of the Devil, right behind me
“You scared me”
“Sorry, princess” Rhea leaned against the wall “I just had the perfect view of your ass and fuck, it looks so good that I couldn’t help myself” She smiled
“You are so filthy” I tried to hold back my laugh
“But you love it, don’t you?” She roamed closer “I know you wanna laugh” She teased “Or at least giggle”
She dipped her head down towards my neck, nuzzling her nose against my skin
“You drive me crazy” She mumbled
“Rhea...” My words died on my lips when her arms circled around my waist and her hands rested against my ass, pulling me even closer to her
“I know you’re playing hard to get, but I’m reaching my limit here” Her hands caressed my ass “I’m starting to wonder if I’m doing the right thing, because it feels like I’m pushing you into wanting something you’re not in the mood for”
“You’re not doing anything wrong” I caressed the back of her neck and let my nails lightly scratch her scalp, which made her growl
“So I’m not overstepping here?” She asked
“No, you’re not”
She lifted her head up, and tightened her grip around my waist
“So you won’t mind if I do this?” She leaned down, brushing her lips against mine, testing the waters but also giving me a chance to pull back if I wanted to.
When she realized I wasn’t going to stop her, she fully captured my lips in a breathtaking kiss. Biting my bottom lip, until it slid out of her teeth. I opened my eyes to find a dumb smile glued to her lips
“Oh, you like me” She teased, kissing my lips once more “You like me a lot” She smirked
“You’re so childish” I cackled, as an intense pink shade took over my cheeks
“And you’re blushing?” She hugged me tightly “You really like me” She attacked my neck with several nips, making me squirm and laugh loudly
“You’re so cute together” We heard Asuka say, as she passed by our side in the hallway
We both startled when we heard her voice “Fuck, I thought it was boss lady” Rhea chuckled
“I know, I almost shit in my pants thinking I was going to be fired” I laughed along with her
“Come get dinner with me tonight?”
“I don’t know, Ree...I don’t like to think someone can take a picture of us together and put it on the internet, just so then people can say that I got this job because of you”
“But you didn’t!”
“Yes, but you know how people are, they just assume things, and suddenly fiction becomes truth, even when it’s the farthest thing from it
“Ok...my hotel room then? We can order some room service, have a chit chat, make out” She growled playfully
“That’s all you want me for?” I teased
“No” She giggled “But I’m not gonna sit here and lie to you either! I feel very attracted to you and would love if we had sex, but that’s not the main reason why I like you”
One of the things I loved the most about Rhea was her raw honesty, she’s always one to tell you the truth, no matter how harsh or sappy it is
“Ok, I accept your invitation”
“Really?” She smiled widely, spinning me around the hallway
“Rhea, you’re gonna make us fall!” I laughed
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“It looks fine, Y/N!” Asuka said, chewing on a handful of popcorn
“Right” I rolled my eyes in annoyance, staring at the full length mirror in front of me “It displays my pouch beautifully” I poked my belly
“First of all, you’re beautiful! Stop putting yourself down like that!” She stood up from her bed and stopped by my side “Secondly, you could be wearing a trash bag and Rhea still would think you are the most beautiful woman on the earth! Trust me, I know what I’m saying” She smirked
“You heard her say something?” I asked, hopeful
“I heard a thing or two” She smiled wickedly “But I’m not telling you anything!” She laughed when I scowled
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I knocked on her door, already regretting my choice for an outfit (which basically consisted of a pair of yoga pants, with a loose crop top shirt and some sneakers), but before I could run back to my room and change outfits, she opened the door and her whistle was what made me get out of my self deprecation daydream.
“Fuck, you look hot” She smirked
See what I meant about the raw honesty?
Shaking my head while chuckling, I said “Thanks”
She offered me her hand, pulled me inside her bedroom and pressed me against the closed door, kissing me as if her life depended on it
“What happened with the ‘food first, sex later’ rule?” I laughed, as she pulled me towards her
“That was before you showed up at my door looking like this” She smacked my ass “This is your fault, princess, not mine” She hugged me tightly
I stepped away from her, turned around and walked towards the bed, giving her the perfect view of my ass in the light grey yoga pants
Do I know my ass looks insanely good in those pants? Yes!
Did I do it on purpose? Hell yes!
When I reached the bed, I placed myself in all fours on top of it, wiggled my ass in the air and looked over my shoulder at her
“Come, Rhea” I purred, and cackled at the low growl she made
She ran towards the bed, grabbed my hips and pushed me down on the mattress, locking me there with her body weight
“You’re in some big trouble, missy”
“Am I? What did I do?” I batted my lashes innocently
She chuckled “You’re no good, woman!” Her hands dipped underneath my crop top, and grabbed my breasts through the bra “And to think I was worried about corrupting you, when in fact you’re as dirty as I am” Her tongue traced patterns along my neck
“Rhea, please” I moaned
She pushed my pants down, but suddenly stopped to sit up
“Where are your panties?” She smirked
“Oh damn it! I knew I was forgetting something” I smiled devilishly
“Fuck” She panted, dipping her head down to my core
I sighed deeply in content, when her tongue met my clit “You’re so fucking good” I looked down and she winked. My hand quickly grabbed her short blonde locks at the same time she pushed two fingers in
“Oh my fucking -” I pulled on her hair when her fingers inside of me curled and her lips began to suck on my clit
I looked down to find her gaze glued to my face “I’m gonna cum” I moaned “Fuck you’re gonna make me cum so good” I bit my lip in order to control my moans
The next touch of her tongue piercing against my bundle of nerves was what made me explode around her fingers.
Rhea’s fingers and tongue actions became softer and softer as I came down from my high. Smiling, she made her way up, towards my lips and kissing me softly
“Why are you so good at this?” I asked, completely mind blown
“Told you I could eat pussy” She chuckled
“Fuck, I think you ruined me” I panted
“Oh no, princess” She grinned “I’m not even close to ruining you yet”
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36, 60, and 71, if you can combine prompts for one request! was thinking like an accident happens, and jj’s freaking out, but there’s a happy ending obviously. If you only want 1 prompt, let’s go with 60 :)
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60. So I accidentally told her that I loved her. What do I do?
71. I didn't know how to tell you [before].
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“Shit, shit, shit,” JJ murmured under his breath. His thoughts were running wild but he couldn’t process a single one of them. The confident and easy-going pogue had turned into a nervous mess, and he had nobody to blame but himself.
“JB, you better fucking answer,” he panted into his cellphone that was pressed to his face. He waited impatiently as he heard the ringing in his ear, all while basically running in the direction of the Chateau.
Right as JJ was about to hang up and try again, his best friend John B. finally picked up.
“Hey, what’s up, man? Are you coming by later? Pope and Kie are already here and we got the beer--”
“JB, I fucked up. I fucked up, I fucked up, I fucked up.”
“Woah, JJ, relax. What happened?” John B. immediately had a thousand different ideas of the trouble his friend could be in and ultimately assumed the worst. He had stopped everything to listen intently to JJ on the phone.
JJ sighed, still feeling like he wasn’t in complete control of his body. “JJ. What is it?” John B. asked again. He was getting more scared by the second about what could possibly be wrong. Did JJ do something to his dad? Is he running from the cops again?
“I accidentally told her that I love her. What the fuck do I do?” His tone was desperate, eyebrows creased in worry. He needed his best friend to tell him what to do.
JJ was a quick thinker, always able to escape trouble when he needed to. But this was different. Years of friendship out the window. He was convinced he had just ruined everything and that you would never want to see him again.
John B., of course, knew exactly who JJ was referring to. JJ only ever had feelings for you. Even with the string of random girls coming and leaving JJ’s bedroom, nobody compared to you.
Much to JJ’s dismay, he could hear his friend’s booming laughter through the phone. “Hey man, that’s great! Good for you,” John B. laughed. He was relieved that it wasn’t something actually bad, and was thankful JJ’s situation was amusing instead.
“It’s not great, and it’s definitely not funny,” JJ grumbled. “Can you be serious for a second? My life just blew up in my face and it’s my own damn fault.”
“Hey, seriously, you need to relax. Did she actually reject you?” John B. asked carefully.
“She would have if I would’ve stuck around to hear it.”
“What does that mean?”
“I ran away, okay?!” JJ yelled. “I got the hell out of there before she could even say anything.” Yep, he wanted to punch himself in the face for that. But he didn’t mean to spill his feelings all over you. It was all just a huge mistake.
It was something that couldn’t be helped, though. There you were, standing on the beach looking as beautiful as always. Your hair blew softly in the breeze as the golden sun gave your figure a gracious glow. The sight of you was enough to knock the air right out of JJ’s lungs.
Your smile lit up your pretty face as you told your good friend JJ all about the guy you were going on a date with tonight. The handsome stranger had been charming, and you had to admit you were a bit smitten. Not many guys have had the courage to walk up to you to ask you out.
JJ could tell you were excited, but a burning jealousy seeped into his bones. He willed himself to keep his mouth shut, but JJ had never been the best at self-control.
“I don’t think you should go out with this guy,” he said.
You looked at him confused. “Why not?”
He sighed, already kicking himself for speaking up. “Y/N, you don’t know him. He could be a murderer. He could be an asshole just wanting to get laid.” He was prepared to go on, but you cut him off.
“JJ, I’m a big girl. I can handle myself.” You couldn’t read him. You were used to JJ being protective, but he was acting strange. You could tell something else was on his mind but you couldn’t even begin to guess what it was. He couldn’t even look at you.
You grabbed a hold of his hand so that he would look back at you, finding his bright blue eyes clouded in anger? Disappointment? “What is this about?”
“What about for me? Would you ditch this guy for me?” Oh god, he’s already said too much, but it’s too late now. His gaze was fixed on you as you furrowed your brows in confusion.
“I don’t understand...”
“What if I told you I was in love with you?” It felt like the whole world stopped as he waited for your reaction. “Would you ditch him then?”
You didn’t think you heard him right. Did he just say he’s in love with you!? No, you must have water in your ears or something.
The short silence from you was the only answer he needed. With a nod and a frown, he tore himself away from you. “Just forget it,” he grumbled, already marching away.
“JJ, wait!” you called after him. He was already running from the situation and you hardly even had two seconds to process it all. “JJ!”
He didn’t listen to you and continued fleeing as fast as possible, wondering what the hell he had done.
That brings us back to the present. JJ had finally made it to the Chateau. John B. had filled Pope, Kie, and Sarah in on the situation, making JJ’s ears and face burn in embarrassment. At the same time though, he didn’t care what any of them thought. He only cared about you.
What were you calling after him for? What would you have said if JJ hadn’t run away? Do you want him out of your life because he made things weird?? Are you about to fall madly in love with this stupid guy you’re going out with right now???
“JJ, it’s okay. Come sit down and chill,” Kie brought JJ out of his wild imagination for a brief moment. It felt as if his heart was still beating much faster than it should. He felt restless but also like there was nothing he could do to fix any of it.
He only sat down in the hammock because Kiara had dragged him there. JJ felt like he was in a daze, not really paying attention to the world outside of his mind. Pope had handed him a beer and JJ gulped half of it down without even thinking about it. Conversation started up around him but he didn’t hear anything... until someone said your name.
“Oh look, Y/N’s here,” John B. announced, shoving JJ’s shoulder. “And she looks pissed.” JJ whipped his head around quickly and sure enough, there you were, beautiful as always, but fuming and marching right toward him.
“What the fuck, JJ?!” you yelled, making it obvious that you were about to either chew him out or kick his ass.
“Good luck, bud,” John B. whispered to JJ, chuckling under his breath.
“Fuck you,” JJ replied as he watched everyone go inside, leaving him alone to face your wrath. He didn’t know what the fuck to do, how to fix the mistake he made, how to make things not weird between you guys, but holy shit, he didn’t expect that you’d be so angry.
It was like he was watching you in slow motion, feeling every one of your stomps on the ground as you approached him, eyes ablaze and lips pulled into a frown. “What was that back there?” you finally asked, now standing right in front of the boy who looked scared shitless.
“I-- I know, Y/N. I’m sorry! It was a mistake--” he tried to explain rather desperately, but you cut him off.
“You can’t just dump all of that on me and then run away!” JJ finally stood up from the hammock and now towered over you, reaching for your arms without even thinking about it, wanting to make you feel calm.
“I don’t know why I said any of that! It was an accident! I'm sorry, we can talk about this--” You interrupted him yet again, but this time by launching yourself forward and crashing your lips to his.
With hands cradling his jaw, you did your best to put all of your emotions into the kiss, the one kiss that could change everything. JJ was more than surprised, freezing as you pulled him in closer, but within two seconds had relaxed and gave in-- he'd be an idiot not to. His hands fell to your waist and pulled you flush against him as his lips finally matched your ferver.
You don’t even know why you got so angry. Perhaps it was because the man you had loved since forever had told you he shared the same feelings, but then left before you could make the same confession, freeing yourself from years of secrecy. You didn’t want to hide it anymore. You needed to be sure he felt the same, like he said he did.
It almost didn’t matter now, as you poured every bit of passion you had into someone you called your best friend. He smiled against your lips, bringing his hand to the back of your neck to deepen the mind-blowing kiss. His mind was in a daze as his senses became clouded by you. In this moment, he had no doubts of his feelings for you. He was undeniably in love with you and couldn’t do a single thing to change that.
You had allowed yourself to get lost in him, but in a split second you were pulling away, not able to pull too far with JJ’s arms wrapped around you. His eyes trapped you in his gaze as you both took a moment to catch your breaths. You didn’t want to come down from the high you were experiencing, but you had to ask...
“Did you mean it?”
His brows furrowed wondering what you meant before it clicked. “Every word,” he said, only confidence and honesty in his voice. After that kiss, he wasn’t scared anymore. In fact, he felt fucking fearless. “I didn’t know how to tell you before.”
“Well, I'm glad you did,” you replied with a smile, dragging your fingers through his locks of hair before kissing him once more. The sounds of loud cheering made you pull away much sooner than either of you would have liked.
The pogues were watching from the window, cheering and making dumb kissy faces at you guys. JJ promptly flipped them off while you laughed, then he turned so that he was shielding you from the prying eyes of your friends. He loved the sound of your joyous laugh accompanied by your radiant smile.
“Next time you just wanna kiss me, can you not come over looking like you wanna kill me?” he asked, and you laughed with heat flooding your face. “Very mixed signals. I was scared for my life!” he added with a chuckle.
“Oh, shut up. I had a right to be mad at you!”
“But not anymore, right?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. You rolled your eyes and shook your head at him before throwing your arms around his neck and kissing him again. You could definitely get used to this.
“You’re an idiot,” you mumbled against his lips. “You’re lucky I love you too.” He grinned, feeling higher than the clouds now that you finally said the words he was dying to hear.
He picked you up and spun you before kissing you again. “The luckiest in the world.”
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Dirty Mind | Yuta (m)
Part of this playlist fic!
Pairing: Yuta x female reader
Genre: smut
Word count: 2k
Warnings: 18+ only, mature language, explicit sexual content, protected sex
She’s got a dirtier mind than my mouth.
Holy fuck, the man is hot as hell. I’d let him absolutely rail the shit out of me, you thought to yourself when a mutual friend of yours, Mark, first introduced you to his friend, Yuta, after a victorious soccer game.
“Nice to meet you, y/n,” he smiles, showing off his pearly teeth, as he extends his hand out for you.
His long, black hair tied in a low ponytail that you imagine threading your fingers in between to pull on, and his long fingers painted with black nail polish that you want shoved knuckles deep in your pussy.
You can’t believe you’re having such impure thoughts about someone you just met, but you couldn’t help yourself in the presence of such an attractive person.
“Nice to meet you too, Yuta,” you take his hand in yours and shake hands.
When his attention is no longer on you because someone else came to congratulate Yuta on his win, you continued to gaze at him from afar until you felt a nudge against your arm, snapping you out of your dirty thoughts.
“Hey, are you staring at Yuta?” Haechan asks as he follows the direction of your eyes.
“What? No, I wasn’t,” you quickly deny, hiding your flustered face.
“Oh my god, you totally were!” he gasps.
You groan, “Okay, yes I was staring at him. Sheesh, I didn’t realize how obvious I was making it.”
“Holy shit, are you into Yuta?” he asks.
“Maybe… god, he’s so hot,” you reply honestly. “He probably has a huge dick. Fuck, I would let that man rearrange my guts in all kinds of positions.”
“Ew, okay, I didn’t need to hear that,” he grimaces, disgusted. He wishes he didn’t have that visual in his head.
You meant it though. Bless Mark for introducing you to such a fine ass man.
As a celebration for winning the game, his frat house throws him and the other soccer players that are in the fraternity a party.
Thankfully, you had some connections, aka Mark and Haechan, so you only knew about the party through him and were able to get invited.
Throughout the party, as you mingle with other people and some friends, you couldn’t help but occasionally search the crowd for a certain someone.
Your eyes wander from people to people until you finally spot him with a beer can in his hand while chatting with his friends. Yuta sports a white tee and ripped black jeans, looking fine as always.
Your head is empty besides the thought of riding Yuta’s thighs, staining his pants with your juices while he showers you with praises for being such a good girl.
“Why don’t you just go up and talk to him instead of staring at him like a creep?”
You look at Haechan with narrow eyes, “And say what?”
“I don’t know. ‘Hey I think you’re hot. Wanna fuck?’” he suggests.
“Are you crazy? I just met him like a few days ago, there’s no way I can say that.”
“I mean it’s better than just staring at him like a creep,” he mumbles.
Was I being creepy? You wonder and mentally slap yourself.
You tried, emphasis on ‘tried’, to keep your staring to a minimum of just a few quick glances, but unfortunately, you were not very good at being subtle with your staring because, damn, was it hard for you to look away from Yuta sometimes, so said man has caught you multiple times. He notices you staring at him, and honestly, you peaked his interest. He wonders what you are thinking about when you stare at him like that.
He finds it cute how you would awkwardly look away when Yuta catches you staring, your face turning a shade of pink pretending like he didn’t just catch you.
“Dude, she’s been staring at you all night,” Jungwoo states as he leans against Yuta.
“Yeah, I know,” Yuta says as he takes a sip of his beer. “She’s pretty cute.”
“I can tell she’s into you. I even heard from Haechan that she talks about you.”
“Oh yeah?” Yuta perks up at this new information. “What does she say about me?”
“How you’re hot and that she’d let you rearrange her guts in all kinds of positions,” Jungwoo repeats Haechan’s words.
“Damn, that’s fucking hot,” Yuta mumbles as he bites the nail of his thumb to suppress the grin spreading across his face.
“Why doesn’t she just make a move already? She’s practically making it obvious.” Jungwoo wonders.
Yuta doesn’t think you would dare approach him first, so Yuta knew he had to make the first move.
I want to be the person that you do it to
After way too many drinks, you needed to pee so you excuse yourself to search for the restroom. You’re pretty tipsy but you can walk a straight line, so you can manage yourself just fine.
After using the restroom, you walk down the hallway, passing by the frat member’s rooms, and stopping dead in your tracks when something captures your attention.
You don’t mean to be intrusive and just walk into someone’s room, but when you notice a soccer jersey hung nicely on the wall with the last name ‘Nakomoto’ in full display, you realize this must be Yuta’s room.
You peek around to see if anyone is looking before carefully making your way into his room and close the door halfway behind you. You won’t stay long enough for someone to see you in the room, but you just wanted to see what his room would be like.
His room is quite simple, a bed, a desk, a laptop, a closet, and soccer gear scattered around his room. It was a little messy, like the blanket messily tossed on the bed, and some papers and textbook thrown around the floor, but honestly it was what you typically imagined a male college student’s room to look like. Honestly, it kind of just screams Yuta in your opinion.
You walk up to examine his soccer jersey, imagination running wild with thoughts of Yuta fucking you while you’re wearing his soccer jersey.
Oh, what you would give to make that dream come true to let Yuta do nasty things to you until you’re fucked dumb.
After examining his room and jersey, you turn around to leave but your heart almost leaps out of your chest when you see Yuta leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed around his chest staring intently at you. How long has he been standing there and how did you not even hear him?
“Hey, you. Whatcha doin’ in my room?” The man asks.
“Oh...I-uh was just- um- I wanted to admire your jersey up close,” you laugh awkwardly, cringing at your very lame and probably unbelievable excuse, but it was the best thing you could come up with under pressure.
“Oh really? What do you think about when you look at my jersey?” he asks as he slowly starts to approach you.
You gulp when he’s getting closer and closer to you. “I just thought about how cool you were when you won that soccer game.”
“Oh really?” Yuta stops when he’s standing right in front of you, blocking you from any escape routes. “I think you’d look cute in it.”
Are you just hearing things or did Yuta just say what you think he just said?
You blush, “O-oh, thanks.”
He unhooks his soccer jersey from the hanger and turns to you, “But you’d look even cuter wearing it while I rearrange your guts on my bed.”
You feel your heart skip a beat before your face turns beat red now as you stare up at him with wide eyes.
“So..I heard that you think I’m hot and you’d let me fuck you,” Yuta takes a step closer until his face is right in front of you, looking down at you with dark eyes, “Want to turn that fantasy into a reality with me?”
You feel yourself clench around nothing, and you feel something snap inside you. This devilishly handsome man right here is asking if you wanted to have sex, and who were you to say no? There was no way you were letting this opportunity pass.
“Fuck, yes,” you breath out as your lips attack his in a hungry kiss.
She just wants to fuck me all the time
That’s how you ended up in Yuta’s bed, wearing only his oversized soccer jersey, with your face down ass up, while his dick slams into your soaking cunt at an animalistic pace.
Both your lips are swollen red from kissing and eating each other’s mouths. Your original clothes and his clothes are discarded all around the floor as you both try to strip as fast as possible. You get into his jersey while he rolls a condom on.
The party is still going on outside but the door is locked, so no one can interrupt you two. But honestly, you and Yuta probably would not be opposed to leaving the door unlocked for someone to walk in on you while you’re in the middle of the deed. It just adds to the thrill of being caught.
The blaring music from the living room helps drown out the sound of skin slapping against skin, the moans, and the bed creaking with every thrust.
His length is stretching your walls and filling you to the brim that you can feel every ridge of his dick.
“Damn babe, you feel so good,” Yuta breathes. “Your pretty little pussy being stuffed full of my cock.”
“Y-yuta,” you whimper.
“God, I could fuck you all day until you can’t walk for a week and you’re covered in my marks to let everyone know what a dirty little slut you are,” Yuta purrs.
The dirty talk is making you even more turned on. You can’t believe that this man is actually fucking you right now after fantisizing about this moment for so long.
Yuta watches his member disappear inside of you as he thrusts forward. You look so small in just his jersey and he wants to absolutely ruin you. He couldn’t help but slap your bare butt, causing you to yelp.
You grip the bed sheets and throw your head back when Yuta repositions himself and brushes against a certain spot that had you seeing stars. The bundle of nerves in your lower stomach is ready to burst and you disregard any thoughts of holding back your voice. You were so overwhelmed with pleasure that you could cry. Your mind is clouded with lust and desire that you can’t think straight anymore.
“I’m close,” you breathe.
Yuta’s thrusts become even more harsh and his grip on your hips will surely leave marks. He bites his lips when he feels your walls squeezing around his dick because he feels his release coming soon as well.
With one final thrust, a silence scream escapes your lips as you release all over his cock while Yuta groans as he shoots his seeds inside the condom.
You both pause for a moment, just catching your breaths while Yuta remains still inside of you. Your heads are spinning after that intense climax just now. You both stare at each other’s exhausted and sweaty state.
After a few seconds, he pulls out of your entrance, leaving you feeling hollow and you whine a bit which makes Yuta chuckle. He discards the used condom into his trash bin and settles next to you on the bed, staring up at the ceiling.
You turn to admire post sex Yuta, his hair stuck to his forehead due to the sweat that accumulated on his skin and his chest rising up and down as he inahles and exhales oxygen.
You smile before climbing on top of Yuta to take a seat on his lap, surprising the man.
“Round two?” You suggest.
Yuta stares at you with wide eyes, shocked by your stamina of wanting to go again, before bursting out into laughter. “Ride me this time.”
Hopefully, no one will be looking for you or Yuta because you two might be at it for a while.
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