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roturo · 8 months
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CRY FOR ME -dick grayson x f!reader. (part 2)
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①PART TWO: DO NOT TOUCH, PERFECT WORLD, CANDY.
→ summary: He loves you, he really does, but he left you. Months wondering why he did that had you crying for him, never ending the never-ending cycle of the abandoned by Dick Grayson wasn't in your to-do list. It's time to hit him with a smile, rather than a goodbye that would leave him wondering. PART 1. words: 4k+
→ warnings: SMUT, angst, marking, fingering (f receiving) & oral (m receiving) , mutlipes orgasms, overstimulation, semi-public sex, edging, handcuffs, degradation kink, cock warming, nipple pinching, slapping, spitting, jealousy, cum eating, almost caught, unprotected sex, penis in vagina, cunnilingus, mentions of kory and dick being together but never in a relationship, hero into villain!reader, med student!reader, reader is friends with harley quinn, reader was part of the og titans.
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After all, Donna is a friend and you have to be loyal. She’s done nothing wrong, like others… 
Time hasn’t been the best, but it's making progress. People guess things have been complicated, thanks to… well, the incident of some days ago.  They didn’t know the whole story though.
After leaving Dick in his room alone, you proceed to go and call Harley to tell her all. You weren’t as excited as her, some part of you felt… bad? Watching him everyday now, felt like the past but in a bad way. Your heart wasn’t ready to deal with this.
You enjoyed the moment, but that’s all.
You need to prepare your heart for the following days. But it was becoming too much. Is that how he felt? If what he told you was true…
Even though he hasn’t shown any kind of anger towards you, it made you even more confused than before. Did this not affect him? 
Who would’ve imagined this bitter ending. You felt good, like you let out a part of you. It’s like you gave your back to the titans again. 
And the worst thing after him being unbothered with this whole ordeal it’s like he got closer with Kory. Something about their relationship seemed SO suspicious that it made you even madder. You’re pretty sure they’ve definitely slept together. 
None of your intentions of being ‘annoying’ towards Dick made any progress, but oh how naive you are.
To say he’s not mad at you isn’t completely true. He is, but he’s more heart-broken than anything else. Is this how you felt? Everything seemed different for him; a whole new sky, a whole new view, a whole new you.
He used to think there was hope in the future without you, but oh how wrong was he. He forgot that shine you brought him everyday, your beautiful smile when you woke up in his arms. He needed that again.
He tried to make you think he was unbothered with this, he didn’t need to show you his hurt side again. He had to be strong until the time was ready to touch you again. Right now he had to watch you, watch you take care of Conner, being in the tower with him.
And he never failed to notice how your brows slightly furrowed every time you saw him with Kory. So he started doing it more times, just to keep that hope up you still love him and miss him just like he does. 
But he needed to show and prove he won’t hurt you again, that he’s not that man that left you. It’s like you wanted to keep him away with your wholehearted rejection, but somehow he’s always a step behind from telling you ‘I love you’.
One night, you decided to take a break from being a ‘fake titan’ and decided to distract yourself by going out with Harley and maybe cause some problem. How could you think you wouldn’t cause any problem when Harley Quinn is by your side?
Running away from the siren police after robbing a luxury store, Harley by your side, you knew this wasn’t to be easy.  Running into an empty dark alley, it was a crowded night, and crimes were easily found this night. So it’s impossible for you two not to find a fucking hero.
And by a fucking hero, I mean fucking nightwing.
Great.
‘Oh, what do we have here? The mysterious friend Harley is always with. Where’s your partner huh?’
You looked at your left where Harley was supposed to be, looking confused back at Nightwing. ‘Oh right, don’t worry, one of my friends is dealing with her.’ He stepped closer at you, examining your costume, mask, if you're armed. ‘Now… Who are you?’
‘It’s none of your business.’ You tried to act rough but it sounded more of a mumble, knowing you were about to fight with fucking Nightwing. Fucking Dick Grayson.
‘Is that so?… What's so special about you that you don’t get caught as easily as Harley?’ 
Uh well, maybe she’s over-confident and clumsier? But she always knows the Joker is going to save her, so that’s why you don’t get scared for her safety. It’s kinda obvious…
‘Stop with the shitty chat, are we going to fight or not?’
‘I think you deserve another kind of punishment, is that so… Y/N?’
What.
The.
Actual.
Fuck.
You felt your blood run cold at the words that left out Dick’s mouth, trying to regain your composure you coughed a little, ‘What are you talking about? Who is she huh? Our dear nightwing finally got a girlfriend?’
He let out an audibly laugh coming out from his chest, ‘Quit the act. We discovered your fantastic note Harley let you with the underwear, a nice pair by the way, would look good in your body. I have to admit she has a nice taste.’
He stepped even closer to you, ‘Oh, and what about your little call with her? Talking about Ivy and the fucking sex pollen? Thank God Kory was there to notice something was going on and told me to check the cameras.’
The fucking cameras. Shit. How could you be so fucking stupid? Of course he would have cameras everywhere. ‘My question is, why do you keep helping us? What 's your plan?’ 
‘If I tell you my plan, what are you going to do about it?’
He made a mocking gesture of him thinking for a second before sighing, ‘Depends on how bad it is.’
Fuck it. You already did it, and you’re sure you could get some hits right now. ‘My plan was for you to fucking cry for me.’
You could swear you noticed his face breaking a little before smirking again, he chuckled at you, what’s so funny?, ‘Oh…’ He stepped even closer to you, centimeters away from finally being completely close enough, ‘That’s the thing? That’s why you said those things?’ You slightly nodded, his presence becoming too much for you, looking at the floor you mumbled a little yes. ‘Mmm, let me think about how hard your punishment should be.’
Without a second to react, your body was caged between his arms and the wall. Taking the air out of you, looking up at him with an angry face he looked happy. ‘Quit the fucking act Dick, just hit me or something.’
‘You think i’m going to be that nice to you? I’ll just return the favor.’ Your face changed into confusion, his lips almost touching yours. You could feel his breath. ‘W-what do you mean?’ His lips locked with yous, catching you by surprise
His thumb digs into your cheeks and the other four fingers grip your face as he opens your mouth with pressure, tongue jutting out slightly. Dick sniggers, You might as well be begging to get fucked right now.’ Your eyes glisten, thighs and core clenching. Dick spits into your mouth and you swallow immediately. He laughs. Ah, you slutty whore. That’s what you wanted?’
You tried to move but your body wouldn’t listen, secretly you know you miss him too, as much as he does, but you couldn’t let yourself break that easily, ‘I’m not the one who was horny for almost a week, dumbass.’
‘And whose fault is that mhm?’ With no time for reaction he made you kneel down, falling with a small ‘tmmph’ ‘It’s my turn to have fun while watching you cry, don’t you think? This may also be a punishment for the crime you just did.’ His head slightly turned to the right, looking if someone else was in this dark alley, but everyone seemed as busy as the two of you, focusing on their own thing. The siren alarms quieting down all the chat the both of you have.
‘Ah, the siren alarms, I don’t see anything you stole, was this all Harley’s plan?’ You tried to answer and tell him to fuck off, but you heard him unzipping his suit, your mind fighting with your body to move away from him, but oh shit. You won’t lie you’ve been fingering yourself these last days in the shower thinking of his cock. Half of his body suit rested on his hips, showing his chest, some hickeys still a little bit visible on his chest, the same as red marks of your nails digging on him. ‘You like what you see? Makes me remember the day I fucking had you in my hands again. And ever since I got a taste of you again, you don’t know how stupid I felt to leave you.’
Your doe eyes looked at him, searching for any kind of lie, but all you could see was lust and sincere feelings for you. ‘Ah, but here’s the thing, you can’t touch me. Maybe you’ll miss my touch as much as I do for yours.’ Everything was happening so fast you didn’t realize him kneeling down and handcuffing your hands before he stood up again. ‘That's better.’ His hand caressed your cheek before the nice and warm touch turned into a slap.
‘I shouldn’t treat you like the love of my life, right? You just committed a crime, baby, you need to be punished by your actions.’ He didn’t seem angry, he seemed full of lust and excited to have you again.
‘Oh, but this doesn’t mean we’re okay, we still need to talk it out. Right now it’s Nightwing giving his favorite criminal a punishment.’  You looked down at his crotch, a visible bulge had you closing your legs trying to get some friction out of it. He slowly made his suit get lower so his cock could finally be free, sprinting up so it touched his stomach, a pearl of cum coming out of it, sliding down until his base.
‘Open up and say ah…’ You did as he said, feeling completely defenseless and not in control like the other time, knowing you fell for him and his tactic again. He grabbed you by your hair and then he inserted his cock inside of you, winning a groan out of his mouth before he started thrusting in and out. Your mouth couldn’t get all of it, but you couldn’t use your hands to satisfy the missing parts of his cock, he wouldn’t let you. You tried moving your hands, which made his movements stop, staying inside of you. ‘Ah-ah, do not touch, If you still love me, you know you have to watch first and maybe I'll let you.’
You stopped fighting for his touch and gave into him, he moaned when you relaxed your throat and took him all in. He wouldn’t give you a break and thrust shamelessly into you, making you leave choked moans out of you, tears forming around your eyes making your vision blurry. ‘That’s it, you fucking criminal whore. These are the punishments you want right?’
You tried nodding, but he only chuckled at your try. He thrusted some times more before he finally came in your mouth with a moan that sounded almost like a whimper. Like the old times you opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue, ‘Good girl.’ Then you swallowed.
‘I’ll see you at the tower.’ He started getting his suit on again, and with just a wink he left.
How the fuck are you supposed to get off this handcuffs?
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When you came back to the tower with a sore throat and normal clothes, as soon as you entered the tower you saw Kory waiting for you in her cocky posture and a smirk adorning her face. ‘How was your night sneaky friend?’
You rolled your eyes trying to ignore her, hopefully she’s the only one who knows besides Dick, but she wouldn’t let you go so easily, so she grabbed you by the wrist stopping you from leaving. ‘Fuck off Kory.’
‘I’m not the one betraying everyone here dumbass.’
‘Go and fuck Dick or something,' Ironic isn't it?, since you're the one fucking him. 'don’t you want that? Maybe he could take this anger out of you and leave me the fuck alone.’
‘I don’t want to fuck him, i’m trying to keep my friends safe.’
‘Safe by being with them like a fucking tick? As if.’ You said those words with venom coming out of your mouth, never breaking eye contact with her.
‘That’s how things are going to be huh? Jealous, I'm spending more time with your ex than you?’ You felt your wrist getting warmer, trying to get off you whining at the hot sensation of her using her powers. ‘Let go Kory.’
‘Or what? You’re going to whine about this to your little friend Joker?’ 
‘Might as well ask him to fucking kill you.’ You said, kicking her on the stomach so she could let go, looking at your arm you could see a small burn, nothing too serious.
You hissed, touching the affected area, looking back at Kory, who stood there with a confused face, looking back, you saw Dick standing there, a black t-shirt hugging his chest and biceps just right, and some gray sweatpants. 
‘What the fuck Dick? Isn’t she supposed to be beaten out or something? She’s a fucking villian!’
You smirked at her assumption, side-eyeing her back and then looking back at Dick. ‘Let’s say she’s a good fighter…’ He shrugged it off while getting closer to the both of you, looking at your injured arm, he looked back at Kory. ‘Let’s get you healed up.’ Dick grabbed you by the hand leading you to the nursery.
‘Are you being for real Dick? You’re still letting her in the house after knowing who she truly is?’ Her voice seemed more distant every step you took, you were getting giddy with all that was happening that you didn’t even realize you were sitting on a chair, Dick kneeled down looking for some medicines. Your arm already bandaged.
'...'
‘So… How did you become a villain?’ He asked, testing the waters. ‘I dunno, guess it just happened with no explanations.’ He took the hint at what you were referring to, deciding to just sigh. ‘I was stupid okay? Not being Robin gave me a kind of breakdown trying to decipher who I was, I fucked up. I dissolved the titans because of that, and the worst thing of all is that I lost you.’ You thought there was a nice future without him, not letting him crumble your world, but hearing his breaking voice while telling you this, made you rethink everything.
Dick isn’t good at expressing his emotions, so him trying really meant he was serious with this, ‘I couldn’t imagine myself with other girls, because the fantasy of you shatters my heart, I’ll always be by your side, I promise, please forgive me.’
You shakily sighed at his confession, remembering the first time he told you ‘I love you’ you had your emotions just in control before all of this, but now you realize the both of you are below the same sky and you couldn’t resist wrapping your arms around him again. All you could hear in the room were sobs coming out of the both of you. Old lovers reuniting again, but the tension in the air was still visible, not forgetting what happened earlier this night.
‘Can I keep being a villain so you could just fuck me everytime I commit a crime?’ He chuckled at this, making him stop crying, and looking at you, ‘Maybe I should lock you up, and give those punishments for free, I don’t need you causing problems out there.’
You made a gesture like you were thinking about it, ‘Mmh, that doesn’t sound too bad, but I’ll miss Harley so that’s a no.’ He rolled his eyes, ‘I can lock her up too.’ he said, grabbing both of your hands. ‘And punish her too? I don’t think the Joker nor me would be happy with that.’
He laughed, how much you missed his laugh. ‘Obviously no. She would be locked up serving her sentence or something.’ The both of you looked at eachother, missing the comfortable silence, until a question came to mind. ‘And Kory?’
‘What about her?’
‘She’ll tell everyone.’
A small oh left his lips, looking at the floor then bringing his eyes back to yours. ‘I’ll talk with her.'
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'....'
‘Do you… uh… like her?’
‘Would I be here waiting for you to give me a chance to kiss you again if I liked her?’ Unable to control yourself, you crashed your lips onto his, and he responded immediately. He grabbed you by your legs, immediately wrapping them around his waist, he somehow opened up the door and led the both of you to his room. Lips never breaking apart.
Without breaking the kiss, you pushed him onto his back, laying flat on the bed and  straddling his lap. Dick smirked at your actions and you leaned down, reconnecting your lips. You involuntarily grinded onto his growing bulge, causing him to groan in pleasure. You could feel your panties sticking to your wet folds while you moved on him. Without breaking the heated kiss, Dick sat up, pulling you along with him, so that his back was resting against the headboard of your bed and you were still straddling him. He broke the kiss to trail open mouth kisses along your neck, making you tilt your head to give him more access.
‘Can I touch you?’ he mumbled against your skin, giving it a little nibble.
‘Yes, please…’
Dick’s hands moved up your body to your breasts. He gently massaged your breasts before taking one of your nipples in his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, giving it a little swirl before repeating the same action for the other one.
‘You don’t know how many times I’ve wanted to do this to you again,’ he said, lips meeting yours in a quick kiss before he changed positions, hovering above you. ‘Every time the both of us were alone, I had to control myself so much from wanting to kiss you… to touch you…’ his hand moved down to your thighs, giving it a squeeze before he teased your inner thighs. He slowly moved his hand to cup your clothed heat, making you whimper.
‘‘Fuck, please touch me,’ you begged.
Dick slowly took your panties off, mouth watering at the sight of your glistening core. His fingers moved to your clit, gently stroking your sensitive nub. You grabbed his hand once your clit became too over sensitive again, stopping him from touching you.
“I… it’s very sensitive from what we did earlier before…’ Dick kissed your neck while his fingers explored the area around your entrance, avoiding your sensitive clit; he didn’t want to just shove his fingers up immediately. ‘Just relax, baby,’ he murmured against your skin, and your tense body relaxed a bit. He ran his finger along your wet folds, collecting your juices. He took his time, teasing you around that area, trying to get you wetter.
When you felt wetter, he moved his body to rest in between your legs. He slowly slipped a finger into your hole. ‘Does it hurt?’ he asked. You shook your head and he continued pushing his finger all the way in. You winced at the slight sting you felt when he pulled his finger back a little. ‘Are you okay? Does it hurt, baby?’ 
‘No, it feels so good.’ you said, your hands moving to his messy black hair.
He tapped around your walls, searching for your g-spot. You sucked in a breath when he found your spot, clutching a fistful of his hair. “Found it,” he smirked, continuing to finger you, making sure to hit that very spot. ‘D-Dick…’ you moaned, your walls clenching around his finger. He kissed and gently sucked on the skin of your inner thighs while he fingered you. You could feel something building up in your lower stomach, and you assumed you were close to orgasming. ‘Dick… I think I’m-’ 
‘Let it go,’ he pumped his fingers faster, making your back arch. ‘Cum for me, baby.’ His words and a few more pumps was all it took for your orgasm to wash over you, making you loudly moan his name. He pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean, eyes closing at your taste. ‘So fucking sweet. I fucking missed you.’
He leaned down for a kiss, which you gratefully accepted, taking off his shirt and pants, his cock was as hard as before, searching for attention. He then inserted his cock, pushing through your gummy walls, making you moan at the feeling. He slowly started thrusting, making sure to keep the stimulation from your previous orgasm, the both of you were so focused on the other that you didn’t hear the knocks on the door until the second time.
‘Dick! Are you there?’ Fuck. It was Kory. ‘The door is locked.’ The both of you heard another voice, it sounded a lot like Rachel’s. ‘Dick! We can’t find Y/N’ Shit. Gar is also there?
‘We need to find her before she causes something big.’ Rachel said, knocking on his door again. The both of you looked at eachother with wide eyes, before he shut you up with his hand  on your mouth, keeping you from making any sound, but he continued thrusting, finding a rhythms which touched your g-spot just perfectly. You moaned, earning a look from him, ‘Uh- I haven’t seen her anywhere.’
‘C’mon Dick, you took her to the nursery.’ Kory said from the other side of the door, ‘But- I ha- ah! haven-t seen her since..’ You clenched his cock, catching him by surprise, making his voice break and whimper, his hand reaching your nipple pinching on it, giving him an angry look, you clenched your hole earning a moan out of him, making you giggle. ‘Are you okay Dick?’ Gar asked.
‘U-uh, yeah, just putting on my suit for, mmh~ go and search for her, y’all should do the same.’ You couldn’t quite hear the voices coming from the other side, too giddy feeling the way Dick’s cock moves inside of you.
‘Okay… we’ll see you in 10.’ That was the last thing the both of you heard, before making sure they left.
‘You heard that princess? We only have 10 minutes before we go searching for you. Guess I couldn’t- Ah!’ A specific thrust made the both of you feel an electric shock, ‘I couldn’t stop Kory from telling the other, ha…’
He started thrusting harder and faster this time, knowing he was searching for his high, you were quite close to it. His hand traveled down your body until it found your clit and started rubbing it. Making you almost scream if it wasn’t for his hand covering your mouth. Not even 30 seconds passed and you saw stars, your vision becoming white thanks to the overstimulation and him not stopping so you could take a break from your high. Actually motivating him to thrust faster to search for his.
Tears formed again into your eyes, staining your cheeks, his other arm over your head holding himself up while he thrusts into you. He leaned down and licked the tears out your face,  before uncovering your mouth, taking a big breath before breaking down into a moaning mess, he thrusted into you harder, cock deep down inside of you, shaking while stripes of cum filled you up.
All you could hear were whimpers coming out of him, until he finally calmed down and tools his cock out, making the both of you hiss at the feeling. He laid down beside you, audibly breaths coming out of the both of you, looking up at the roof.
He grabbed down the blankets and covered the both of you, him being the big spoon and you the small one.
‘What about the others?’
‘If we don’t answer they’ll think I went alone and also go search for me’ He chuckled, hugging you even closer. ‘Here I am right now, and tomorrow when you wake up. By your side. I’m sure we’ll find an agreement with the others, since you didn’t commit the crimes like that, just an accomplice, maybe you could become a hero again.’
You scoffed at that, ‘We’ll see about that Dickie.’
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yakumtsaki · 1 year
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We begin this update with a sign of things to come, aka the appearance of this creepy orb with zzzz’s in the corner of our lot. I was freaking out about it thinking the lot is fucked, but it turned out to be..
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..iVAN’S MIDSECTION. WTF
-𝙷𝙰𝙷𝙰.𝙴𝚇𝙴! 𝙶𝙾𝚃 𝚈𝙾𝚄; 𝙸'𝙼 𝙶𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙰 𝙿𝚄𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙽𝙰 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙾𝚁𝙱 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚂𝙾 𝙸'𝙻𝙻 𝙰𝙻𝚆𝙰𝚈𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴 𝙰 𝙵𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙳; -Well that’s my cue to fuck off-
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-It’s been shit knowing you, flops! -GOODBYE KITANA, WOOOOOOOF💔 -Shut up, Veronica, you pencil-necked freak. Alright beam me up, bony bozo. -UH, YOU KNOW, ARE YOU SURE YOU DON’T WANNA LIVE A LITTLE LONGER, WE COULD WORK SOMETHING OUT💀 -Ohoho nice try, pussyboi, now take me with you before you catch these claws. -GOOD LORD💀
Ya Grim I know, our Kitana sure was special❤️ RIB, baby (Rest In Blood).
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In the meantime, my attempts to make Felina and Bartholomew unhate each other continue..
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..and are clearly DOOMED. Bro why. WHY DO YOU TWO EVEN HATE EACH OTHER, I DON’T GET IT. You have the only pair of good parents we’ve ever produced, wtf is your problem.
-It’s biological!!!
What??
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-Failina is right for once, the return of the recessive ginger genes brought the Union spirit back with it!
Oh wow that’s just great, we better save some of this Union spirit in the pantry in case recession hits. Fml. I DID manage to make them un-enemies, they just regularly hate each other now, so yay me :(
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After Don’s death so close to Jojo’s bummed me the fuck out I gave the rest of the elders elixir and I don’t care! I can’t have major deaths each update, I’m not strong enough.
-Well don’t worry, I’m gonna do the hard work for you and kill Sophie right now!
Glitched Butler #8 istg. I can’t believe I had to go back to hiring these losers because of how useless iVan is.
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Case in point, Bartholomew misses the bus because he wants to watch the iVan-Sandy Deathmatch of the Undead.
-Geez, it’s so violent!
THAT’S WHAT YOU DO WITH FELINA ALL DAY
-I know, let me write down some tips!
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Cyn is in deep mourning, she’s been rolling 0 romantic wants (!!!) all she wants to do is chill and play with the pets💔
-No, Jack Do, I don’t want to elope with you and ‘live in Al Simhara as Indiana Jones impersonators’, stop calling here before I sic my killbot on you🌸
Omg Cyn I know what would make you feel better, how about planning Felina’s birthday party?? (*ominous music*)
-Omg I would love that!💗
Omg yay!💗
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-𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙸 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙽𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝙾𝚅𝙴, 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙱𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁; -What is that? -𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙴 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸 𝙰𝙲𝚃𝚄𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝚂𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙱𝙻𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁;
Bartholomeow please.
-Fine, I’ll do something useful!
How about that pile of homework, Mr C+?
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-How about iVan’s job! Man I wish I was a robot butler, then I’d never lose a fight to Failina again! I won’t step foot in school until I’m the ultimate fighting machine! 
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Sophie can you talk to this brat, please?
-In a minute, finally a kid around here with the sports OTH! You won’t believe what a nerd your dad was when he was your age, Barth. -Oh he still is, I broke his jaw the other day playing catch. -That’s my boy!
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-I’m back from school and I got another A+ and it’s my birthday!!! My life could literally not be better!!!! (*ominous music*)
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-Dad, dad, I got another A+!!! So much better than Barfolomew, right?? Right??? You know he skipped school today!!!! -Oh that’s amazing, sweetie, as is Sandy all of a sudden!
Of course. OF COURSE YOU’RE INTO SANDY NOW THAT SHE’S BANGING A RELATIVE OF YOURS. I hate these Gunther genes so fucking much. Whatever, time for Felina’s party! (*ominous music intensifies*)
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Good job, Cyn, super cute!
-Yay! Blow out your candles, baby!🌸 -WOOOO GO FELINA -You know what, I’m just gonna stand here. 
Shajar I’m already regretting giving you elixir. Go on Fel!  
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-NOT SO FAST
WHAT. BARTHOLOMEOW OH MY GOD
-HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR SIS
D U D E
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YA SEEMS ABOUT RIGHT
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HE STRAIGHT UP CAME DOWNSTAIRS TO RUIN HER PARTY AND LEFT. UN.REAL
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-Ok, let’s all pretend what happened didn’t happen, GO FELINA WOOO💗 -GREAT PARTY BABY, GO ON -Um, am I the only one who saw Bartholomeow beat her up?
NOT NOW SUGAR, CAN IT
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YAY, happy birthday, Fel! Man she looks like an exact Sophie/Shajar mix aka exactly like Sophito but with Liz’s nose! Adorb! Now let’s roll for aspiration..
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FAMILY?!? LMAO a lil ironic isn’t it?? 
-MY FAMILY WILL CRUSH BARFOLOMEOW’S FAMILY
Well when you put it like that. Love that chemistry panel too, either Felina is ending up with a woman or an eyelinered bejeweled Don type. Let’s pray for the former. 
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-I CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT THAT LITTLE SHIT DID TO ME. I CALL ON HEAVEN AND EARTH TO WITNESS MY CURSE: A PLAGUE ON BARFOLOMEOW AND ALL HIS DESCENDANTS 
Alright, let’s lighten up, shall we? 
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That’s better, Sandy and iVan are here to ruin this party’s score even further! Great job, you two!
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Meanwhile Bartholomeow.. is doing THIS. Bro I CAN’T
-I’M SO HAPPY >:D
Barth are you an actual demon? I’m not even kidding. 
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I try to cheer up Felina by having her light up these firecrackers or whatever they are, UNAWARE THEY CAN MAKE SIMS CATCH FIRE. I’M SO SORRY
-HAHAHA boy is my granddaughter a loser! 
SHAJAR
-Oh Leo, I think I’m ready for my first post-mourning wooho right here during Felina’s party!💗
FFS
-WHY IS MY FAMILY LIKE THIS
Why did you ROLL family when your family is like this is the better question.
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-I’ll light up these fireworks to distract everyone and then I’m getting the fuck outta here!
FELINA NO. DON’T MESS WITH PYROTECNHICS AGAIN
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Oh ok it worked!
-WOW SPARKLY -AMAZING -WOOOO SHINNY FIRE -BEST PARTY EVER
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What’s killing me is this actually was one of our best parties ever, everyone but Felina had a great time?? OVER
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-Oh God, this is still going on?🌸
Ya apparently?! Ugh. 
-It was so hot watching you brawl with iVan during my niece’s party, babe. -Y̷O̴U K̵N̴O̷W I̷'̸M̸ P̵U̷R̷E̴ C̵L̸A̴S̷S🧟‍♀️
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Felina’s party appropriately ends with a cowplant-cake-tree-fire. Clarabelle, how many times do I have to tell you to be careful with that goddamn candle?!
-MOOOO >:(
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All madeover and ready to go! What are you going for here, a Dark Phoenix vibe?
-That’s exactly it, as this party was my supervillain origin story. 
Ok that’s a little dramatic-
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-𝙸𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝙸𝚂𝙽'𝚃, 𝙸 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴;
YA not helping, iVan.
-𝙸'𝙼 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙶𝚁𝙰𝙼𝙼𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙿;
Trust me, I know!
-ENOUGH. This family’s degeneracy has been allowed to fester for far too long. I will finish what Grandpa Jojo started, by pruning the diseased family tree! All glory to the House of Union! Are you with me, iVan?
-𝙸 𝙰𝙲𝚃𝚄𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙱𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙾𝙼𝙴𝙾𝚆 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁;
-I’m the only one who knows how to fix you.
-𝙸'𝙼 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈;
Ok Felina you’re creeping me out, you’re the good one! 7 nice points!
-Nice Felina died in a firecracker accident! But from the ashes, I was reborn.. And from the ashes of this family, a new family will rise..
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OMG IT’S OUR FIRST ONE OF @lamare-sims​​ custom LTWS!!!! Wish it was happening under less deranged circumstances but what can you do. 
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f1loveisland · 1 year
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Something simple// Marcus Armstrong x reader
Warnings: ppl being cunts, kinda short cuz honestly I was sick if this Marcus fic lost again shit 😦 swearing, really fluffy... Nothing to special NOT PROOFREAD
A/n: why is writing so much easier when your not the happiest istg
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Life hadn't been going your way for a few weeks now, sure somedays where better than others but overall you had been feeling like shit. Final exams where almost due and you where stressing like crazy, you where halfway through your four year uni course and these exams where super important. It was only ten times harder because Marcus your boyfriend had been away racing. You had been alone, really alone. Sure it was good, I mean less distractions you where sure to do an ok job on this exam. But the only reason was your friends. Throughout your time in uni you had made some nice friends that where doing the same course as you. But recently all they had been mad at you, it was so stupid. Sure you may have fucked up here and there, upset them a little. But you would try to be nice to them and they wouldn't give it back.
You would try to text them and the reply a simple 'no.' who knew a fucking dot at the end of a text could change the whole mood. You wanted to just flop onto some warm beach, like the ones in Italy or Australia and forget about life. Marcus had taken you to Italy and Australia, you loved it it was so kind of him to bring you along. You couldn't wait for Marcus to get home. A race in Abu Dhabi and then he had to go to Monaco for some partnership stuff. Then finally he would be home. Only three long stressful days untill you could cling into Marcus and let it all out.
The days slowly passed but finally Wednesday when Marcus would come back ready for the winter break. Luckily you where both planning to say in New Zealand for the break where it was summer. You loved it in New Zealand and you knew Marcus did too. It was about 6pm and Marcus would be home any minute, you had ordered some Chinese for both of you prior.
You ate the yummy food and went to bed. Marcus' arms around your body his chest to your back and his chin comfortably resting on your head. You felt safe. Alone, but how you liked it. The pitch black room telling you how late it was, a sign that it had been a long week. The soft duvet and pillow along with Marcus made you dream, such a simple silly thing to dream about. The room smelling like him again, smelling like home once more.
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jinkx-monswoon · 10 months
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AUBREY WATCHES AS8 - EPISODE 7
WE'RE BACK!! SPOILERS FOR THE WHOLE ASS EPISODE UNDER THE CUT
as someone who had chicken nuggets at her graduation party, i say live your truth kandy U_U
LMAO LALA'S FEELING HER OATS
oml not jaymes pulling an irene 😭
crazy to me that everyone unanimously decided to go against track record. like it makes the whole thing shocking but also Not
good for kahanna but i think this is gonna be the straw that breaks the camel's back and she's gonna go home. granted she DID do okay in the trailer challenge but i think that's a one time thing
what up my name's lala i'm 32 and i never fucking learned how to count B)
LIL POUNDCAKE. OH MY GOD OHHHH MY GOD STOP IT
SHES BAAAACK
imma foxx, anita klew and ura dragg. they really went for low hanging fruit LMAO
it wouldn't be an acting challenge without a single cutthroat fight over a role <3
lmao alexis rlly went "ur tone seems very pointed right now"
"WHO DIED" STOPPP KANDY
oh my god. i love jimbo and jessica comforting alexis and then being like "bitch wtf" as SOON as shes out of the room LMAO
AWW. jimbos still being sweet thats adorable
KAHANNA WTF YOU DOING!!!! WHATS GOING ON
this season has been sooo drama filled and it is hard to properly enjoy
NOT RUPAULS DRAG INTERVENTION. OH MY GOODNESS HELP
YAYYYY KAHANNAAAA !!! U CAN DO IT THIS MIGHT BE UR RUDEMPTION ACTUALLY
STOP NOT THE READ ON ALEXIS
"I GOTTA WIN" COUNT. okay as disastrous as this season has been, the editing is fucking hilarious
mother jimbo giving kahanna advice!! shes a sweetheart honestly 🥺
take a shot every time the camera catches the GIANT bald spot on alexis's head LMFAOOOOO
THE LIL POUNDCAKE REPLICA?!?!?! OK BUT WHERE TF IS HER MIDDLE FINGER!!!! THIS IS CENSORSHIP ISTG
wait im so confused. why are there multiple lil poundcakes?? why does the position of her arms and hands keep changing between shots?? huh
OMG THE UNCENSORED FOOTAGE!!!!!
me looking at the replica lil poundcakes like "YOU WILL NEVER BE HER"
hypothetically if this lost all stars season actually happened ten years ago as jessica's character said, it would actually fit into the timeline because as1 was in 2012, as2 was in 2016 and this "lost season" would have been in 2013. this could have been the original as2 and then lil poundcakes disappearance caused the hiatus...... 🤔
ok wait?!?! kahannas actually not doing half bad <:DDD
LALA OMFG STOPPP 😭
"the nosy ass bitch made a troubling discovery U_U" took me OUT
A SMALL CALICO CAT NAMED YVIE ODDLY??????????
"a pussy?" LMAO
NOT THE WHISPER SUBTITLES. OH THEY CAPTURED THE MFIN ESSENCE
ELOGUENT??? 😭
lala: "she a little 🚗 💨 to me"
"A'KERIA IS THE BODY" IM GONNA PISS
oh. oh my god not the peeling skin on the finger thats so fucking gross EW
oh my god this is compelling. they introduced jessicas character as miss congeniality so u could NEVER suspect her....
ONLY A $25 REWARD LMAO
LALA?!?!?!? LALA WTF
HOLY SHIT. WHAT A TWIST. OMG
oh my god. lala is so fucking funny im losing it
THE RU-ENACTMENT HELP
HAHA NOT LIL POUNDCAKES FOOT GOING STILL TO SHOW SHES DEAD. THE ATTENTION TO DETAIL
WHAT!!! LIL POUNDCAKE LIVES?!?!?!?
okay that was actually really funny. im kinda living
OMG I FORGOT THEY DIDNT HAVE A SCRIPT. THAT MAKES THIS SO MUCH BETTER
ngl alexis kinda flopped for me?? 😭 she wasnt very expressive ig
omg hello baloney ghost fan
lala is almost definitely taking this but i think kahanna might be okay. i say ALMOST and MIGHT because the production of this season has just been all over the place 😭
miss fill-in-the-blank? ok this should be interesting
THE SAUSAGE CROWN OMLLLL
uh oh. ok now im worried for kahanna because nothing about her look matches the theme, only her presentation on the runway. its pretty but it just doesnt match the theme!!!
MISS BOOTLEGGER. oh my goodness
ASIA O'HARA'S DRAG RACE!!! OH MY GOD THE FUCKING CALLBACK I FUCKING LOVED THAT MINI CHALLENGE STOPPPPP
this challenge is lala's. im calling it
this look is SOOO kandy omg
"it looks like cookie and elmo had a baby" MISS VISAGE PLEASE ELMO IS A CHILD
its funny because i only get the bandanna code thanks to jaymes. thank you for educating the children jaymes mansfield U_U
just googled and um. alexis did i really have to know that about you fr 😭
WHY IS JIMBO AUSTRALIAN
omg OMG SHE SAID LET LOOSE
uh oh? kandy bottom?!
ok im glad i wasnt the only one who clocked alexis's acting lol
YESSSSS LALA!!!! OMG I YELLED AND CLAPPED SO MFING LOUD
HUH. BITCH WHAT. KAHANNA CLEARLY HAD BETTER CRITIQUES THAN KANDY ARE YOU MOTHERFUCKING KIDDINGGGGGGGG
how funny would it be if alexis got eliminated and kahanna survived her 4th bottom. that would be so funny
did u see the way jimbo and jessica looked at alexis when she stepped out earlier? honestly i think they're gonna vote for her. man if alexis goes home that would be so motherfucking funny
the way my face dropped when they were like "omg could it be gigi goode?!" but no it was jorgeous. damn 😔
OOOOO it's about damn time they used this song am i right?! lizzo lipsyncs literally never flop this is exciting
WERKKKK LALA!!! WERK THAT MFIN STRUTTTTTT
LALA WHAT WAS THAT SPLIT OMG?? SHE WENT DOWN FACE FIRST WHAT
lala def won that. she was smiling the whole time and it definitely boosted the performance
ok im gonna record my elimination reaction. see yall next week <3
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GO生 tracklist as movie posters part 1 (part 2)
↳ IN生 posters: 1
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dandymeowth · 3 years
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#you people are so fucking stupid istg#the source for the fucking cat killing claims comes from KIWIF*RMS#THEY made that shit up by taking posts of me being TRAUMATIZED about 2 of my cats' deaths#WHILE I WAS LIVING WITH MY PARENTS AND WITHOUT A JOB (and a minor iirc)#we have only had to euthanize 3 cats while I was living with them#and 2 died on their own because of my mother and my brother being shit#goofy was FUCKING OLD and his arthritis got too bad#crookie HAD SPINAL DAMAGE and I was EXTREMELY upset and angry about how unfair it was because she was seemingly getting better#and astro was when I was a little kid and he HAD BRAIN TUMORS that the vet FAILED to find#these are all cats that COULD NOT BE HELPED ANY FURTHER what the fuck do you want!?#the other two were squeaker and scoop who were both killed by cars#my brother wouldn't stop pulling up into the yard so squeaker had her neck snapped when he started his#and my mother is the one who hit scoop#LITERALLY THEIR OWN FAULT#and one of the posts linked as ''evidence'' is ME BEING TRAUMATIZED AND FEELING IMMENSE GUILT that I was frozen in panic#while I was watching squeaker flip and flop#the other ''source'' is them claiming I was asking for money for a cat I refused to spay#except I was asking for donations for a MALE black stray who was sick and I didn't want to risk him being immediately euthanized#once I found a shelter that would take him#the tabby FEMALE they are talking about was SEVERAL years before this and when I was again LIVING WITH MY PARENTS#and she was adopted out LONG before the black stray came about#SERIOUSLY READ YOUR FUCKING ''SOURCES'' YOURSELF#DON'T TAKE PEOPLE'S WORD FOR WHAT THEY SAY IT SAYS#animal death -
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aahhh I’m so excited I love your writing!!! your sokka “help me” fic is one of my favs ever I seriously think about it at least twice a week. in a similar vein, would you be able to combine prompts 10 & 12 for sokka x fem!reader? thank you!!! :)
SOKKA + “can i try that new chapstick? i wanna have a taste” + “i hadn’t noticed but my sweet, funny, goofy best friend is kind of hot, especially since they’ve been on this fitness kick”
⇦ 𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘓𝘐𝘚𝘛
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“nastiest skank bitches” Group Message
loml: ladies, i need a girls night
loml: desperately
babygorl: god i’m down, this semester blows
fugly slut <3: i’m in!! always here for a girls night 🥰
loml: y/n??
you: gals. pals. as much as i would love to...
fugly slut <3: ughhhhhhhhh
babygorl: you better not be blowing us off for sokka again istg
you: 😅
loml: TRAITOR BITCH
fugly slut <3: HOES BEFORE BROS
babygorl: WHORE
you: bruh.mp3
you: he’s coming by after the gym to help me with my physics homework!!! I NEED THE HELP PLS I PROMISE ILL BE THERE NEXT TIME
babygorl: lying is a sin y/n
babygorl: sinner
loml: if sokka’s gonna b there maybe she’ll be sinning in........ other ways...... ahaha
loml: fuckboy_emoji.jpg
fugly slut <3: when you gonna tap that fr
you: NEVER LITERALLY NO EW
you: HE’S MY BEST FRIEND
you: UNLIKE YOU RATS
fugly slut <3: he do b kinda yummy tho liiiike 👀
you: STOP
loml: yeah he’s hot sorry queen
you: HE’S NOT HOT
babygorl: i almost hate to admit it but...
babygorl: his biceps 🥴
fugly slut <3 emphasized “his biceps 🥴”
loml loved “his biceps 🥴”
you: hey! i hate u guys! jsyk!
fugly slut <3 disliked “hey! i hate u guys! jsyk!”
babygorl disliked “hey! i hate u guys! jsyk!”
loml disliked “hey! i hate u guys! jsyk!”
babygorl: uh huh yeah sure
loml: yall hear sumn?
NEW MESSAGE from sokka :^)
“hey i’m omw up!”
you: whatever you guys suck
you: i gtg
fugly slut <3: AND YOU SWALLOW
babygorl: bye girly!! get that bestie dick!!
loml: save a car, ride an engineering major >:)
you: desgostang.jpg
You dropped your phone onto the bed next to you with a groan. Your friends really and truly could be such freaks about your relationship with Sokka—or lack thereof. They’d been especially adament ever since he started some stupid bet with Zuko about who could get the most “gains” by graduation, incited by Aang making the mistake of commenting on Zuko’s more pronounced muscle mass.
Idiots.
That’s what Sokka was. Your idiotic best friend, who was funny, and sweet, and intelligent. You loved him, of course, but not like that. And he was not hot.
Definitely not.
The pounding on your dorm door interrupted your musings before Sokka let himself in, dropping his gym bag on the floor and kicking off his slides. His hair was loose and still damp from his post-workout shower and he wore slim joggers with a loose muscle tee.
“Hey!” He smiled brightly when he spotted you sitting in your bed. “What’s up?”
“The usual.” You moved your legs out of the way so he could flop down onto your mattress. “How was the gym?”
Sokka groaned. “Cardio. I’m already sore.” He stretched his arms up to fold behind his head, pulling his muscles taut.
Hm. He does kind of have nice biceps...
You shook yourself internally. Thoughts like these had been creeping out of your subconscious for weeks now, no thanks to your rabid friends.
“My leg’s been killing me, though,” he continued, rubbing his opposite foot across the skin that covered that metal pins and plates holding his bones together after a nasty break in high school. The leg often still gave him problems, ranging from the dull ache he could ignore on the day-to-day, to throbbing pain that left him limping.
You frowned, looking away from his arms to meet his eyes. “You should probably rest up before you hurt yourself,” you said.
“I’ll be fine.” He shrugged and propped himself up on his elbows. “Gotta catch up to Zuko, y’know.”
“Why? You’re already taller than him.”
“So? I wanna be more yolked, too.”
You rolled your eyes. “Buncha dumbasses.”
Sokka quirked an eyebrow. “You want this dumbass to help with your physics homework or not?”
“Haha,” you chuckled nervously, “just kidding, buddy! I meant Zuko and Aang. You—definitely not a dumbass. Nope.”
“That’s what I thought.” He shot you a smug look as he pushed up to sit cross-legged across from you on the bed. He held his hand out with a dramatic, world-weary sigh. “Alright, give it here.”
You opened your laptop to pull up the website that hosted your homework practice problems. “You know I love you, right?”
“Mhm,” he hummed, grabbing a notebook and pen from your desk to work out the math as you handed over the computer. He paused before standing to retrieve his bag, plopping it on your desk chair so he could root through it and pull out his glasses case. You felt your cheeks warm a little when he set the frames on the bridge of his nose.
Fine—he was kinda cute. You could concede that without having to dig too deep into your somewhat jumbled feelings for your best friend.
But you would certainly not “tap that.”
Well...
No. You would not.
You watched his eyes flick over the screen as he tapped the pen against his chin, catching the cap between his teeth while he thought about the formulas he’d learned in a past semester. He nodded to himself and started scribbling out a diagram and the math to go with it. You found yourself a little mesmerized by the way he simply just knew what to do, confidently scratching away at the paper as easily as one might write the alphabet. Your eyes trailed from his long fingers and calloused hand sweeping over the page, up his toned arm (lingering on his bicep a little longer), and to his face. He chewed at the inside of his cheek in concentration, sometimes parting his lips to murmur the logic to himself.
For someone who often said a lot of stupid shit, he sure had a pretty mouth.
You considered what he might do if you snatched a fistful of his shirt and yanked him into a kiss. Would he shove you away and leave? Awkwardly but kindly reject you? Or, would he kiss you back—throw the work out of the way and grab your face to coax you in deeper? Maybe push you back onto the bed and—
“Okay, so basically—”
Jesus Christ, get a fucking grip.
“—from the problem and draw it out like this to apply the formula, yeah?”
Sokka looked to you expectantly and you blinked at him as your face burned. “Sorry, I zoned out. What did you say?”
“C’mon, I know you hate physics but you gotta at least pay attention to me if you wanna pass,” he teased, shifting close enough that the sides of your bodies pressed together. Was it getting warmer in your room, or was it just your best friend?
He launched into the explanation again and you nodded along while internally willing the blood to leave your cheeks. Even as your thoughts ricocheted around inside your skull he managed to break it down in a way that somewhat made sense. He sat back and watched as you slowly worked through the next problem. You glanced up when you heard a soft pop to see him applying chapstick.
“Is that a new flavor?” you asked.
“Yeah, chocolate orange or something.” He held the tube out to you. “Wanna try?”
Fuck it.
Before your rationality could catch up you pressed a hand to his cheek to turn his head and pulled him in for a kiss. Your lips only slotted together for a brief moment before you pulled back to stare wide-eyed at each other. You could feel the fire creeping from your cheeks down your neck, mirrored in the reddening of his tanned skin.
He blinked. You blinked.
The chapstick slipped from between his fingers. Rationality arrived late.
You bolted.
“Uh, see ya later!” you shouted as you threw the door open and rushed out of the room.
“Wait, (Y/N)—“
You didn’t stick around to hear the end of his desperate call. Even thought it was your dorm and you were barefoot you still raced down the hall, wincing at the sound of a door slamming behind you.
“(Y/N)!”
Damn that lanky bastard. You were booking it and he was already hot on your heels. You barreled into the door leading to the stairwell and almost made it down the first step when he grabbed you around the waist and yanked you back. Despite your struggles, the arm hooked across your middle was unyielding until he pushed you into the corner and crowded you against the wall, hands caging you in from either side. Your heart was racing and you weren’t sure if it was because of your escape attempt or that he was close enough you could smell his body wash and deodorant. It was almost enough to make your head spin.
“Sokka, I-I don’t know why—I’m sorry, please, I shouldn’t’ve—“
“(Y/N),” he said firmly and your mouth snapped shut. “Why did you run away?”
“Uh, I—well, um...” You shrunk down against the wall and swallowed hard. “I-I don’t know.”
“You didn’t even give me a chance to respond.”
“Look—“ You paused and stared at him once you processed what he said. “What?”
He laughed, dropping one of his hands to brush against your cheek before threading into your hair to cup the base of your skull. “You really don’t get it, do you?”
“Get what?”
With that he surged forwards and kissed you enthusiastically, making you gasp into his mouth. You balled your hands into the front of his shirt to keep yourself steady as you melted into him. His free hand pressed into your lower back to bring you in closer. His tongue slipped out to tease at your bottom lip and he chuckled when you had to quickly grab his shoulders as your knees almost buckled.
“Get that,” he murmured against your lips, pressing his forehead to yours as the two of you gasped for air.
“Oh,” you breathed, “that.” You hummed happily when he kissed you again, his stubble scratching against your chin and under your palms when you cupped his face.
You both looked up when a stairwell door somewhere above you slammed open, followed by a group of jostling male voices. Sokka grinned when you glanced at him with wide eyes and shiny, swollen lips. You tried to hide behind him as the clamor bounded closer and closer. The group of guys rounded the next flight and gave shouts of recognition upon seeing you two standing against the wall.
“Sokka!”
“Hey, man!”
“Hey, guys,” Sokka said, holding his hand up in greeting.
“What’s up?”
“Oh, is that (Y/N)?”
“Nice, dude!”
“Ah, yeah...” He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck and you raised an eyebrow at his turned head. They all cheered and congratulated him, slapping his back as they passed and disappeared down the next set of stairs. When Sokka met your eyes again you cocked your head.
“Who were they?” you asked.
“Honestly, I’m not sure.”
“Sokka.”
“My reputation precedes me, what can I say?”
“Mine doesn’t.”
“Well—“ he suddenly became very interested in the underside of the stairs above you “—my reputation may or may not involve talking about you. A lot, apparently.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t do it on purpose!” he interjected quickly, taking your hands in his. “It’s just—I dunno, I guess I think about you a lot, so...”
“Oh.”
“Fuck, okay, that sounded weird.” You laughed a little at his embarrassed floundering. “I just mean, like, things that remind me of you or, y’know, stories that involve you...” he trailed off, flushing at your amused smile. “Stop it!”
“Stop what?”
“Making fun of me!”
“I didn’t say anything,” you giggled, hooking your arms around his neck.
“You’re still laughing at me,” he whined, lips turning into a frown. His hands slipped back down to your waist.
“You’re cute.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Without preamble, he ducked down and hoisted you over his shoulder as you shrieked in protest. “Sokka! Put me down!”
“No can do, baby; we have unfinished business to attend to.” He said as he marched you back in the direction of your room.
“You’re gonna finish my physics homework?”
“Nope.”
Oh.
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A/N: 2k words bc, again, i have no self control. thank you for the request!
ATLA TAGS: @hotgirlazula @octophopi @blazedbakugou @protect-remus @akiris @sunflowerazula @wooscottoncandyhair @chewymoustachio @ohno-caroline @sunflowerr-mami @1vitamin @ladylizzieofdarbyshire @u-4iia @nymeria-targaryen @tommy-braccoli @dizzy-miss-lizzieeeeee @a-sloppy-bitch @nomin-rights @siriuslyslyslytherin @starryncn
SOKKA TAGS: @fiantomartell @avatarayeaye @zvkta @sher-lockedmarvel @grandmascottlang @captainshazamerica @yuesallura
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dreamhot · 2 years
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istg i had like something i was gonna say and my brain completely blanked but whatever buildmart and survival games thoughts go:
i've grown to like buildmart a bit more as time goes on, but i still don't really enjoy it. i think its because i have like... no idea whether or not the team i'm watching is doing any good? like i watch them and (ignoring when someone obviously misplaces a block and i want to scream at them bc im a backseat gamer) i think they're doing great and then they get like eighth. and i'm so confused because what da hell happened? also its just kinda boring
with survival games i have two main criticisms: one is that if you fuck up you're just out. like i think a selling point of mcc is that you don't have to be the greatest technical player to be good at it. like with hbomb vs dream, i don't think its controversial to say that if they 1v1ed a hundred times, dream would win most of those fights. and yet they both have 4 wins, bc hbomb knows a lot of the meta and strategies of mcc (obviously dream does as well um this may not have been the best example lol). and yet with survival games if you get rolled there's no like, second chance. I think it could definitely be improved if there was just, like, more rounds of it like with sky battle. plus that would mean quicker and more fights. secondly, the points are always so fucked. like no game should be giving you 8000 points lol, and i am Sick of survival games finales lol. my first point also probably applies to buildmart bc if you're bad at it, uhm, how exactlyl do you get better? like you can strategize to a point but you can't really practice it, lol.
see i wish i could have more beef with SG finales except for the fact that the mcc15 red rabbits comeback was SO INSANE i'd be a hypocrite if i said it didn't hype me up 😭😭
ur right about the general uncertainty of buildmart tho like there have been times i thought the team was doing decent only for them to kinda flop and it was like. Oh all right jgfjhkg but again i'm also not super super observant when watching so i'm not the best judge over here by any means
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khaleesiofalicante · 3 years
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GUESS WHO'S BAAAACCCCCKKKKKK
THAT'S RIGHT! IT'S ME!
LEMME JUST SAY the number of times you've made me cry with your fics isn't even funny anymore...
ok ok ok but LEXI OMG SHE'S SUCH A HERONDALE SDYJCDCGYGYCDGYUYUGZSDGYUGYUACGYUMSGYUMSZD I LOVE HER SO MUCH
And "Jason talk dirty to me" is the best way to start a fic, I said what I said.
Don't we all hate zoom meetings? I know I sure do and I have class in 5 and a half hours (i woke up at 1 am...don't even question it). Technically i was gonna try and go back to sleep when I remembered HOLY SHIT LBAF FUCK SLEEP I CAN STAY UP
Also...KIERARKTINA CHILDREN XSUHSGYDSDGJM IM SCREAMING. At first, i was like...one child...TWO CHILD???? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Patrick...I never really knew the guy well but Aline is grieving LEAVE ME ALONE TO CRY
Lexi wrinkled her nose at the name. “I have a message for you.”
“You love me more than mom?” Jace asked.
THE WAY SHE SAID YES WITHOUT HESITATION
but seriously though...do silent brothers wear clothing under their robes...?
ALL THAT FORESHADOWING ABOUT "Darker times" IM SCARED AND I ALSO BELIEVE THIS ISN'T JUST ABOUT THE COHORT.
“I’m not a child!” Lexi protested.
You are seven years old, brother Enoch pointed out. He had been there to place the protection charms after the twins had been born.
If Jace didn’t know any better he’d say the silent brother was sassing her.
But Lexi was a Herondale.
“I’m 49 in dog years!” Lexi huffed.
You are not a dog, Alexandra.
“Daddy said I can be anything I want to be,” Lexi stuck out her tongue. “I’m a dog. A very old dog. Woof!”
Brother Enoch turned to him as if to say, ‘control your Herondale spawn’.
HERONDALE SPAWN.
There is so much going on in these lines BUT LEXI IS A WHOLE ASS MOOD YES BESTIE IF YOU WANNA BE A DOG THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE GONNA BE FUCK EVERYTHING ELSE!! WOOF
Jace knew many children had been orphaned by the war with the cohort - like Diego’s daughter, who had been adopted from the Chennai Institute.
This part scared me because for a second I was like "IS DIEGO DEAD??????" before I read on and my mind caught on.
ok on to my second favorite character right after Lexi
DAVID MY CHILD I SAY WE KILL ALBERT. SCREW THE PRISON I'M GONNA BURN THIS BITCH ALIVE
THE FUCKING AUDACITY OF HIM. DAVID IS A CHILD HONESTLY FUCK YOU. I WAS SO ANGRY THIS LITTLE SHIT HOW DARE HE.
I just wanna squeezes David into a bear hug ill protect him from now.
THE FAIRCHILD-HERONDALE FAMILY IM GONNA SCREAM
THEY ARE SO PRECIOUS ISTG AHDGYJDYUKCYDVYGDJHVCGYJMDV
Max stamped his foot on the ground, because he liked to be theatrical about everything
Im sure we all know where he gets it from...
“Shall we go check on the little miscreants?”
“Max and Rafe aren’t that bad,” Jace replied faithfully.
“I was talking about your girls,” Magnus grinned. “My boys are literal angels.”
“One of them is a warlock,” Jace pointed out. “With demon blood.”
“You know your family descended from Tessa, right?” Magnus asked. “Your children have demon blood too.”
“Yikes, no wonder people want us gone,” Jace chuckled and Magnus chuckled with him.
THIS WHOLE CONVERSATION THEY HAVE COME SO FAR ISTG IM GONNA CRY
“Did you know there is a trick to find out if kids are really sleeping?”
“A magic trick?” Jace asked.
“Yes,” Magnus winked. “You see…When kids are asleep, really asleep, they put up right hand. Only parents know of this secret.”
Rafael and Selena remained still, his little celery still snoring gently.
Max’s hand slowly went up and Lexi’s followed.
A bark of laughter escaped Jace, and Magnus shushed him.
“Miscreants!” Jace whispered.
“I told you so!” Magnus chuckled.
“I know of another secret. I heard the Consul has a new punishment for kids who lie,” Jace said. “They apparently have to eat Izzy’s food.”
The hands flopped back into bed immediately and Magnus covered his mouth to control his laughter.
THE DOMESTICITY OF THIS SCENE OH MY GOD
also TIAN!! ISTG IF WE DON'T SEE HIM IN TWP OR TEC 3 MARRIED AND HAPPY WITH JIN FENG IM GONNA BE VERY SAD
“Damn, I would have gladly punched you in the face, Herondale. Next time, ask for volunteers.”
Damn bestie-
“This is ridiculous! I didn’t do anything!” Albert yelled and looked at the brother Enoch. “You saw what they did, right?”
I’m a silent brother, Albert. I can’t see. Surely you know that.
Exactly you blind fuck.
we got Jace and alec brotp bonding leave me alone to cry in a corner. the fact that shadowhunters don't have laws protecting children like wtf is wrong with you people
“Alexandra,” his parabatai interrupted. “Shouldn’t you be in bed?” “Shouldn’t you be in Los Angeles?” Lexi countered.
LEXI AYUAHGUSUSUGWDCDGD,DCGKSDYG,SDGSCDH.
“Max is awake?” Magnus was alert now.
“And Max is hungry!!!” the boy walked into the room.
Live footage of me every morning (or evening. or night. depends on my sleep schedule)
DAVID LEGIT HAD A LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT MOMENT MY PRECIOUS
HE NEEDS TO BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS
“Oh my god, who is this?” Max yelled and jumped straight into the bed, right next to David. “Are you a shadowhunter? Where are you from? Your eyes are so blue! My daddy has blue eyes too! Wait, I also have blue eyes! We both have blue eyes!”
Max- PLEASE THIS IS SO CUTE
“Yay!” Lexi yelled. “You could pretend to be my other twin.”
“Then you would be triplets,” Alec mumbled quietly. “Not twins.”
Oh shush
“Our people are not going to like this, Alec,” Jace pointed out.
“Well, that’s too bad,” Alec said unapologetically. “I’m the Consul.”
YES BITCH SHOW THEM
I really hope Albert does have to come crawling back and have his marks stripped.
“Is that...Is that a stubble?” Jace asked when something prickled his cheek.
“Yes.”
"Are you growing a beard?" Jace inquired sceptically.
"Yes."
“Gross. I don’t like it,” Jace complained.
“Too bad. Cause I do.”
“I’m going to tell Magnus to shave it off while you are asleep,” Jace muttered.
“Jokes on you. He likes it too.”
Jace weren't you starting to grow a beard in TDA as well-
no, but I'm with Jace on this one.
“So, I heard an interesting story from Magnus when I came in,” his wife said, coming out of her bathroom, wiping her face with a towel. “You adopted a kid, I hear? Your parabatai is really rubbing off on you, huh?”
It's the alec affect bestie.
“He only said there is a child at the institute who needs my help. At first, I thought he was talking about you.”
I-
Jace trying to find David a new last name was so goddamn sweet I'm crying in a corner. And David choosing to keep his name as a reminder that he survived??? TEARS
Selena had learned Spanish so she can talk to Rafael. Then she had learned French just because she could.
Oh to be good at languages...
“It means darling,” Jace corrected and then beamed. “But wait! It also means cabbage! David, you are going to be my little cabbage.”
Lexi, Selena, and Clary groaned in unison.
“You’ll have to deal with this, David,” Clary said apologetically, not letting go of the boy. “Lexi is Lettuce. Selena is Celery and I’m Carrot.”
AJHHUHYUCDJILSDYVGILCQBCDHCUOUCEDCCSCUHKK SCREAMING
DAVID YOU ARE GONNA BE EATING PIZZA TONIGHT SCREW VEGETABLES.
THE LIBRARY SLEEPOVER!!! SQUEALS. I LOVE READING TOO I WANNA JOIN THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That was so long wtf-
and I guess I don't truly understand what it's like to be a child abuse victim but to all those who can hurt a child and not feel anything...I hope they fucking pay for what they do. All those kids who survive are so goddamn strong but why the fuck does one have to go through so much shit and people be like "oh you came out stronger" sure bitch but they didn't deserve this shit in the first place. i might be saying it wrong but we seriously need more strict laws against this kind of shit.
damn, I curse a lot. SEE YA ON FRIDAY BYE
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Thank you so much. It made my day! I love reading reactions!!! (lol you know that)
I am so glad you like the first chapter. And I curse a lot too so issokay ;)
And thank you for that last point. It's what we need more of in this world - empathy and understanding x.
And we definitely need better laws - but these laws also need to be implemented correctly - without judgment and with efficiency.
We have a long way to go just like the shadowhunters oof.
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yuichi-ro · 2 years
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dont come for my neck like that 😩😩 i was being lazy and using the interactive genshin map on my phone and i lost track of my battery, also my anxiety could never go out with less than 50%, unless im staying close to my home its always up from 70
my braincells left with the deku fluff and therapy and are still missing from my brain, the sickfic did better than i expected it to do and I'm content with that, i still have the hanma one on the drafts to read
im not happy about having to take more meds, i never was, my inner fifteen year old is still mad i have to take so many meds for so many years, but if it's what i have to do to be okay-ish, then it is what it is lol, hope your meds help you!!🤸🏻‍♀️💜 fuck depression
blaming the geshin app thingy smh see I told you youngens those videogames will get you in trouble!! *pretend im waggling my finger like an old lady, really sells it better*
my shit have flopped on here lately like so poorly idk why i even post it. On ao3 though? within the first 24 hours i had people gushing over the hanma and sanzu fic like it was night and day difference from here where it got met with crickets. Why do i even post here anymore istg 🤦‍♀️
you'd think with how long ive been in and out of hospitals my entire life that I wouldn't hate it. But guess what, still fucking hate them :D cheers to our med cocktails. May they bring us semi stable fucking brain chemistry bc we'd be too powerful at 100%
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konaizumi · 3 years
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Manner of Death ep 10 thoughts/reactions
- leave my precious babies alone
- how old is That in this flashback? he’s only like 18 or 19 in the present right?
- damn, tan saying later in the ep that he wants to kill por and in this first scene he came pretty close huh
- i really want to like you pued bc you seem like a good person but also you sold your girlfriend to sex traffickers
- these two just can’t stop being domestic even when they’re on the run
- tan seeing the parts of his mother that he loves in bun
- love bun leaving out the part where the candy house was an elaborate trap so a witch could hansel and gretel
- just got back from my nth murder attempt, first thing on the to do list is to clean this dusty ass house
- obligatory sensual shower scene, but damn it’s very good tho
- i just can’t with these two, they’re so fucking cute
- that surprise kiss, tul’s little giggle
- istg bun are you just now realizing that pued and jane’s death are connected? I thought we were past this point
- i find it funny that they changed the music for the kissing scene
- i know its a serious scene but the dude’s face at the bribe not being accepted
- oh shit, i don’t know why but i wasn’t expecting the human trafficking, i thought it would be drugs or some shit
- props to max’s acting in this scene, it’s so good, i just love it when characters snap
- also tan using the fact that por knows he can’t kill people as his defense
- yo, commander, quit being so sus
- poor bun, he just wants to uncover the murder and then live in domestic bliss with his husband in a cottage in the middle of the woods
- i really need rungtiva to reveal herself so i know if i can trust her or not bc i definitely didn’t but then last ep she seemed less sus to me but like that’s probably the point and she probably helped pued sell jane
- also pls get those girls out of the spa, they not safe
- i know people are giving bun a lot of shit for being more worried about tan rather than mad at him but keep in mind bun knows that tan is going straight to the man who can and will kill him and who has i think at least twice threatened tan’s life in front of bun, so tan not coming back is a real possibility
- however I will give bun shit for not trying harder to get out of those cuffs or break the rail, but maybe I’ll give the benefit of the doubt considering he was stuck for a while and we only saw a bit so maybe he tried more offscreen
- nosy doctor and nosy teacher
- quit fucking abusing my poor daughter
- these bad guys are so incompetent, yeah just through the girl in, don’t tie her up or anything, like i know they think she’s out of it, but even that would wear off, also props to the bad guys for keeping them in a supply closet with helpful stuff in it
- again, if they were smart they woulda just shot tan then and there, or at least used him to lead them to bun then shot both of them
- also tan, my baby, p l e a s e stop touching things at crime scenes
- That, just turn around real quickly, knock the gun out of his hand, give him a punch then run, have you not learned basic stuff working for the mafia for who knows how long
- yeeees, finally inspector m switches sides
- my predictions were that inspector m knew that police were doing some shady things, but nothing major so he let it slide bc he didn’t feel he could do anything within the police’s power structure, but then he finds out about the sex trafficking and stuff and that’s what causes him to switch sides, but now i don’t know if he really was  oblivious to the sex trafficking bc he’s with the commander at the end so i don’t know if he knew the whole time or was just told recently, either way glad he’s finally working with tanbun
- poor bun has been handcuffed to the stairs for over a day, prob thinking his boyfriend is dead
- I’m very thankful that bunn is finally in the plan, working together is the way to go
- i fucking can’t with the flip flops
- y’all, i wanted to take this scene seriously but then they add in the super fake looking splash cgi and it’s definitely not where bun would’ve actually landed and i just have to laugh when it happens
- but the i love you’s were very sweet and bun encouraging little nod, telling tan to just do it, the tears bc they are about to do something very risky
- i was also hoping to feel a little more during this whole scene, but knowing it’s all fake kinda undercuts it for me
- now i predicted that tan would be given an ultimatum requiring him to kill bun and then they would fake it, i did not predict both of them faking their deaths or that the inspector would be helping them
- im sorry but That’s happy place being a scenic motorcycle ride with sorawit is just too much for me, please reunite these boys next ep they need each other, nam and That better get rescued in the first five minutes
- anyways, good ep, as always, things are really starting to move, and i’m glad we’re getting past the investigation stage and more onto the ‘let’s get the bad guys’ stage
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yakumtsaki · 2 years
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Thanks to my well-honed sim cockblocking reflexes, I put a stop to this nonsense before it escalated further, and now we’re gonna pretend it never happened! You hear me, sluts?? ENOUGH. 
-Don’t worry babe, that moron can barely keep us alive, let alone keep us apart!
Sophito I can’t even express how sick I am of your bullshit. Why don’t you just explain to us how a relationship with Eliza would work given your LTW, because I’d love to hear it.
-I’d figure it out!!
The only thing you’d be figuring out is how to survive massive blood loss after she cut your dick off, ok? Eliza is no Don, she’d take that rose of amnesia and stab you in the eye with it.
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Speaking of Don, Sugar is determined to out-simp his father as he is about to kill both himself and Claire by hypothermia because he won’t stop hugging her long enough for them to get inside. 
-Oh darling, I can think of nothing better than staying here forever, embracing in the rain next to objects that tend to get hit by lighting!
You might have noticed a lack of Sugar the last few updates and it’s because ever since he won Claire’s heart he’s come down with a terrible case of Shajar Former Incel Syndrome. Remember when she finally got with Sophie and her entire personality disappeared because all she did was follow Soph around waiting to woohoo with her?? Well it’s time for round 2!
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Our grades last semester were straight up embarrassing and we’re tittering on being broke again, mainly thanks to the 3 fortune aspiration douchebags and their delusional expensive wants, so it’s time to do the unthinkable: study.
-Ya, I don’t know how effective it is to be studying during June’s party?
Well Sugar, you of all people managed to cuck someone so clearly nothing is impossible around here.
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Look how productive everyone is being! 
-Goddamn it, how do I insert a check for $5000 in this paper without ruining the formatting? You know what, I’ll just attach it in the email. 
ARE YOU BRIBING THE PROFESSORS. IS THAT WHERE ALL OUR MONEY IS GOING
-Of course I am, how do you think I keep getting A+s without ever studying?
I assumed you were a brainchad like Sophito??
-Ya, Sophito has been attaching his nudes instead of checks. 
Of course he has! 
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What fresh hell is this, what is this rando feud?
-I HAVE HAD IT WITH YOU AND YOUR FELLOW FORTUNE ASSHOLES, REGINALD, STOP WASTING ALL OUR SCHOLARSHIP MONEY ON RUGS AND COKE -Not just rugs and coke, June, also sculptures! -I DON’T CARE. JUST GO BANG YOUR OLD LADY AND LEAVE OUR MONEY ALONE
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-Oh Erik, finally you can move in and bring all your cash with you!  -Well I do have like 1k in household funds! -HAHA- wait, you’re serious? YOU ONLY HAVE 1K?? -I sure do!
Erik what the fuck, even the llama brought more with him when he moved in.
-I’m only a freshman! And my entire bio is about wanting to be a starving artist! 
WANTING TO BE A WHAT NOW?? JUNE WE’VE BEEN BAMBOOZLED. I thought we were getting a boring, dependable John Burb type and instead we got Darren Dreamer, fuck.
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-Oh, you broke, beautiful idiot, I’m so into you right now!
June.. istg. Frankly Erik as a marriage prospect is starting to feel barely above the nephew obsession-
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-CASE IN POINT. ERIK WTF
-You didn’t check my personality panel before moving me in?
I SURE DIDN’T
-2 neat points :)
Fuck my life. Let’s just move on..
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..Our party is going incredibly as usual!
-FUCK YOU, STACY, HOW DARE YOU PLATONICALLY INTERACT WITH SOPHITO IN FRONT OF ME
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-FUCK YOU TOO, SOPHITO, I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOU AT ALL AND I NEVER WONDER IF WE’RE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER SOMETIMES WHEN I CAN’T SLEEP 
Can you people not be completely deranged for the duration of one (1) party?
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Istg I can’t leave these flops unattended for more than a minute. REGINALD STOP BONDING WITH EVERY CREEPY PROFESSOR THAT CROSSES YOUR PATH
-Thank you, 00s Emo-Haired Professor, this is very flattering but I’m already in a committed relationship with your colleague, Geriatric Half-Alien Professor.  -Oh my, I’m so sorry! I’d never violate the Professor Dibs On Students Honor Code!
Ok ya, party over, everyone fuck off.
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-Hi Stacy, what the hell are you doing? 
God’s work, that’s what she’s doing. Don’t let them bang, Stac, stay where you are! 
-Hey, genius, if we do the ‘shoo’ action she’s hardcoded to leave.
Fuck you, Eliza, I’m bringing reinforcements..
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..HA. COCKBLOCK ACHIEVED ONCE AGAIN. Have fun, you two!
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And you two I’m not letting out of my sight.
-You can’t win against me, Liz, my grandpa started teaching me chess as soon as I fell out of my mom on the bathroom floor. -Classiest birth your family has ever seen. -Both your dads wanted to marry into my family. -Wanted to marry in so badly they cheated on your grandpa with each other and he had to marry his third choice.
HEY. Wyatt wasn’t our third choice! (He totally was.)
-Well thank God you’re marrying Wilfred who’s always been your first choice! -Absolutely he is, he doesn’t at all bore my tits off. In fact, I’m gonna go wake him up right now and have loud sex with him and you can stay here, being a hoe who’s bad at chess. -Ok, have fun! -Oh, I will!
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WELP I TRIED.
-Sophito, I feel our undefinable toxic relationship is gonna be a disaster for everyone involved.  -I know, isn’t it great? :D
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curly-bangtan · 4 years
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30🆘33🆘34 AAAAAAAAAAAAA 🥳🥳🥳🥳
#30: “you’re secretly so soft, don’t even deny it.”
#33: “let me kiss your pouty lips.”
#34: “okay that’s it, you’re definitely my soulmate.”
A/N: @taexxxiiaa means with Heatwave!Taehyung loll she got too excited…! Any fic member drabbles are non-canon so this could have happened in the Heatwave world but only hypothetically/possibly!!
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“Fuck.” Taehyung looks at his phone screen as it lights up so blindingly bright after plugging it into the charger. “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. FUCK!”
[23 unread message]
-23:01-
Roommate hoe: yo wya
-23:05-
Roommate hoe: y u always late
Roommate hoe: u better be on ur way
-23:14-
Roommate hoe: bitch where r u
-23:16-
Roommate hoe: kim taehyung
Roommate hoe: taehyung kim
Roommate hoe: hyung kim tae
-23:17-
Roommate hoe: can u at least reply
-23:19-
Roommate hoe: im getting so pissy
-23:20-
Roommate hoe: n cold
-23:29-
Roommate hoe: where the fuck r u
-23:31-
Roommate hoe: u better not be dead in a ditch somewhere or i killu
-23:33-
Roommate hoe: answer ur phone
-23:45-
Roommate hoe: 45 mins late
Roommate hoe: no sex for u tonight
Roommate hoe: i’m rly mad @ u
Roommate hoe: i’m sleeping with someone else tn
-23:49-
Roommate hoe: istg if u forgot our anniversary
-23:50-
Roommate hoe: is ur phone dead again
-00:00-
Roommate hoe: 1 hour
Roommate hoe: i’m rly fucking mad right now.
Roommate hoe: TAEHYUGN
Roommate hoe: u r dead to me.
[8 miss calls from Roommate hoe]
Taehyung is scared for his life. And then he hears the keys rattle at the front door and his heart drops ten storeys more from the purgatory it had already fallen to. He has never experienced fear like the fear of your wrath, fiery as dragon’s breath and as potent as the venom of a scorpion. He chucks his phone onto his bed, anchored by the charger wire to the wall. And he quietly, cautiously, creeps out from his room.
Okay, you look really fuck hot. In your skin tight leather pants and black mesh top that allows some skin to peak through.
If it wasn’t for the pure rage carved onto your face like you’re some Halloween mask, he would pounce over like a wolf and fuck you on the couch. Except you’re practically breathing out fire through your nose, absolutely seething, arms crossed at the sight of him.
“M-My died phon- My phone died.” He stutters out like a poor kindergarten boy explaining to his teacher that he’d left his homework at home but he promises he did it.
“How. Many. Times. Did. I. Tell. You. To. Pack. Your. Charger. In. Your. Fucking. Bag.” You grit each syllable out so hard that your jaw almost hurts. Gulping, Taehyung watches you shake your heels off and kick them away harder than you need to.
“I’m so so so sorry I forgot, Y/N. I got so carried away at the library, it just completely slipped my mind.” It’s extremely brave of him, you have to say, for him to take those long strides towards you.
“You forgot? We literally were texting about it this afternoon! How the fuck can you forget? It’s our friendship anniversary! We do this ever fucking year!” Taehyung flinches as your volume raises. You almost regret it. But then you remember how fucking cold and embarrassed you were, waiting outside for a whole hour for his dumb ass to show up.
Every year, the two of you like to celebrate the night you had first met at the club. It’s a tradition for you to go to this club together and have a blast of a night, just the two of you, no inviting other friends, no sleeping with anyone else, and then end it with chicken and beer at the local 24hr Korean fried chicken place. It’s tradition!
And because Taehyung just so happen to have coursework due at midnight tonight, he had spent the whole day at the library rushing his project and promised to meet you there. It wasn’t like the thought hadn’t crossed your mind that he would be late; you had had an inkling that he would somehow goof it up and maybe show up 20 minutes past 11 or something. But you didn’t know that he would forget about it entirely.
Fucking ouch.
“Hey, I’m really honestly so tremendously awfully,” he inhales, “extremely terribly immensely appallingly very very sorry. I’m sorry. I fucked up and I have no excuse.”
You stare at him, hand gripping the plastic bag containing something that he doesn’t deserve but you got for him anyway. Fuck the frown lines you’re going to get, you’re gonna frown as much as you fucking can at him. He’s got those wide apologetic puppy eyes, trying to convey his genuine contrite and guilt.
Fuck his stupid puppy eyes.
“Okay. Good night.” You heedlessly toss the bag at him, watching him fumble to catch it in surprise as you walk past him to you room, purposely not making any more eye contact.
To your relief but also annoyance, he’s too busy revealing the contents of the bag to chase after your heel. You don’t slam your door, but you do shut it loud enough to convey how much you’re fuming.
God, you feel like an idiot.
You were just standing there in front of the club, waiting for an hour. So many people you know walked by as well, asking you how come you’re not going in yet. You should have just went in with them.
Taehyung is infuriating sometimes. On good days, he’s cute and ditsy, on bad days, he’s clumsy, incapable, forgetful, careless, unreliable and absent-minded. It really is as if you’re his mother sometimes.
Disgruntled, you flop onto your bed face first, mentally swearing your stupid roommate in six different languages. Then comes the timid knock on the door you were expecting. You ignore it. You hear his muffled throat-clearing, “Y/N… Can I come in?”
You want to ignore him. You want to ignore him so badly. But there’s just something about his boyish innocence that has his claws embedded into you. You sigh, cursing your soft spot for him, and go to open the door.
“Wh-“
You’re silenced when he enshrouds you in his embrace, his honey scent permeating into your mind and making you unable to resist sinking into him. You give yourself credit for being able to not reciprocate the hug. But as he walks you back into your room into your bed, your head buried in his shoulder, his hands clutching your back the way he holds his teddy bear Kimchi when he sleeps, your own arms are itching to circle his neck. The plastic bag dangles from his elbow, swinging at your every step back
With his weight on top of you, you fall onto the mattress. Or more like he forces you to fall onto the mattress, his body propped up over you by his two arms on either side of your face.
“I’m so sorry.”
You refuse to look at him.
“You got me chicken and beer on your way home?” The noisy crinkle of the plastic bag as he takes out the takeaway you had bought for him despite being absolutely livid is vexing.
You should’ve just consumed it all yourself. Why did you even get it for him?
“Yeah, figured you’d forget to eat since you were at the library all day. Plus, unlike some people, I don’t forget our annual friendship traditions.” Grumbling, you fix your eyes on him, determined to coax more guilt from him. Yet instead, it backfires because you feel a warmth in your chest, urging you to forgive him.
“Fuck. Okay, that’s it, you’re definitely my soulmate.” He is cursing at himself in his head, you can tell. As he pushes his hair out of his face in frustration, you want to kiss him stupid. The fuck is wrong with you?
“Ha. Don’t call me your soulmate if you can’t even remember our anniversary.” Puckering your bottom lip out at him, you say. “I’ll kick you in the balls if you don’t get off me.”
Taehyung laughs. It’s a sound that threatens to dissolve your anger, a smile queuing impatiently at your lips. Don’t break. “You wouldn’t. You just went all the way to to get me fried chicken and beer even after I stood you up on our anniversary. You’re secretly so soft, don’t even deny it.”
“Shut it, dickface.” You attempt to roll away from under him but he cages you between his arms. “Look how you take advantage of my kindness towards you. You don’t deserve me.”
“I knowwww I don’t deserve you. I will do all the grovelling for as long as you want me. I’ll do laundry for the rest of the month. I’ll wash the dishes every time. I’ll buy you bubble tea any time you want me to. Pleaseeeee.” Whining, he squeezes your cheeks between his two unholy massive palms and nuzzles into your neck.
Ugh, you’re so sick of him. He’s impossible.
“Firstly, the last time you did laundry, you stained all our white clothes pink.” You yank him by his hair off your neck. “Secondly, I don’t trust you with the dishes because you’ve already broken my favourite mug. And third, no take backs on the bubble tea.”
He smiles at you sheepishly. He knows how incompetent he is, how he is honestly a twenty-something year old toddler. A man child.
When he doesn’t say anything, plainly staring at you with his cheeks risen so high from his smile, you finally give in and giggle.
God, why is your roommate so annoying?
“Haha! Got you! You can’t stay mad at me.” Taehyung shakes you by the head triumphantly like a baby playing, borderline trying to decapitate, his doll.
“Let go! I’m getting whiplash!” The laughter sputters out of you traitorously.
“Let me kiss your pouty lips then.”
You hate that you let him, and you hate how just like that, you’re not mad at your best friend anymore. As he kisses you so softly and apologetically, you melt into him, forgetting how rudely you were cursing him an hour ago.
Later, you two eat the Korean fried chicken and drink the cans of beer on your bed, reminiscing about your early days after initially moving in together, laughing at all those weird awkward encounters.
It’s your friendship anniversary, so you don’t have sex tonight. But ironically you can’t stop kissing as he cuddles you to sleep.
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05/11/2019
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So it’s still letting me play DbD even though the thing ran out on the 8th. I don’t know why but I’m not looking a gift horse in the mouth. I don’t have to spend money that I don’t have.
It’s a Hag. I’m Feng Min. We’re both short af and at this really high loop where I could only see her red stain to gauge how to act. And I slam the pallet on her and run around the corner of the loop, hoping she’ll stay to break it so while she’s momentarily distracted, I can Urban Evade away. She does! I do! It works like a charm! I’m like 10 feet away behind a tree now, watching her circle the same loop over and over trying to find me! It’s great!
IstG, every fucking person I’ve played with, who plays as Felix, ends up being the biggest fucking coward and IDK why!
So I’m doing the Unbreakable, Flip Flop, Boil Over, and Sprint Burst build. I get the Autohaven map with the small building on the one side that’s got 2 doors and like a million windows. And it’s a Trapper who apparently wants a Basement Game. And the Basement is in that building that has all these windows and doors to trap up. Fun! Well, any sane person knows that if you get Chased by the killer, don’t go near the Basement because it’s harder for everyone if you get put down there. So I lead him away. He gets me downed on the other side of the map, pauses to hit someone, breaks the pallet they threw down, damages their Gen, and then picks me up. He has Iron Grasp, Agitation, and Mad Grit. Boil Over is the direct foil to Iron Grasp so this is useful for me. Also, I was Recovered on the ground, thanks to Unbreakable, about 95%, so Flip Flop set my wiggle bar at around 45% already. I managed to wiggle off before we even got to the trapped building, and then Sprint Burst back to the other side of the map. This exact same scene repeated 3 more times before the last time I actually managed to Unbreakable off the ground and Sprint Burst away because he got distracted by the other 3 dudes. It was a long ass game but we all Escaped. I didn’t do that build for the rest of the day because all that wiggle hurt my hand.
Got a Ghost Face with an Ebony Mori. I pohotobomb his first Mori and then run. He Hits me but I stun him and he loses me in Chase. He downs and Hooks the other 3 no problem. So I ended up photobombing his 3rd Mori and then just standing there because I’m not putting in that much effort for the Hatch when I’m already Injured. We crouch and have a stare off. Then he PMs me with a screenie of me photobombing him! He downs me, lets me wiggle off when we can’t find Hatch, so I point to a Hook and let him Hook me. He photobombs my death! I sent him the screenshot! He was funny.
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So many Trappers today wtf?
Got a Leatherface who DCs because everyone else was running him around and whenever he’d down me, I’d go to the same corner of the map. My build was all about wiggling out as fast as possible. Boil Over concealed the location of the nearest Hooks to him so he didn’t know where to go the first time and dropped me before I could wiggle off so he could go check. I Recovered to 99% and Meg gets me up and I flee while she runs him. I Heal up the other Meg who then Heals me. I go back to that corner since my gen wasn’t done. Repeat but wiggle off this time. Go back to that far corner. He abandons me to Chase someone else and while I’m almost done with my Gen, he rage-quits.
Ran a Rank 1 Hillbilly for fucking ever. Wasted every pallet on the map in the process but the last 4 Gens got done in that time so that’s okay I guess. He curved me real good at the end though so I sent him a GG even though i died. And dude was telling his chat that his curving isn’t good! Liek fuck man, you got me at an impossibel angle.
Got a Clown using all Clown Perks and Sloppy Butcher. And I was wondering why Healing was taking so fucking long cuz I didn’t know what Coulrophobia did! And even with that BS, I still managed to Escape at the end because he left me dying on the ground in front of a 3/4 open door. So while he went to Hook the last dude, I got myself up and opened the Gate and gtfo!
So I forgot that I was Readied Up because I had an emergency involving the time of the month. I rush to the bathroom and take care of business, realize what I did, and rush back. I’ve gotten into a match and have 3 crows. Pyramid Head just found me. Somehow we got that match to last 20 minutes, and I still managed to Escape despite being Hooked first and being downed in the doorway. Dude was camping one Gen super hard because two distracted him there. I did the last on the other side of the map.
Got a lot of fucking Swamps today(Monday). Sick of them and spawning in the same fucking place each time. The felled tress are pissing me off since the one side of the one map is just loaded with them.
Played some great matches with Twitch streamers today(and I followed them). 
Got 4 matches in a row where I used the same fucking Key in each one. When there’s a streamer in the lobby, I check if they’re streaming and listen in to their side of events. Helps me perform much better so that they don’t have make weird gestures that I won’t understand. 
I once got a chick was giggling at me teabagging her in greeting and she told her chat she wished Claudette would get in her face and have a stare down so she can screenshot how weird it looks. So I got off the Gen and did so. “Wait, can she hear me?” I nodded very slowly. “Claudeet, turn clockwise and then teabag once.” I did so. “OMG! Are you watching the stream while we play?” I nodded again. “Awesome!” I just took orders from her for the whole round and we both managed to Escape. No one else did but does that matter?
Dude #3 was streaming with his 2 friends, and dude #1 was like, ‘saw the Hatch by the one door’. And I run over there and teabag over it with my Key. ‘Holy shit she’s got a key! Get over here! Claudette, Heal me!’ So I did. Dude #2 got downed. ‘Let’s go save him.’ So we did. We each took Hits do he couldn’t get Hooked and then lead all the way back to the Hatch and got the 4-man Escape. 
So I fucked with a Huntress super hard! She went to Hook Bill, and I was following with Breakout. I box her in against the left side of the Hook just cuz I wanted to see if it would work. It did! She wasn’t far enough away to get the prompt so she just turned side to side madly while he wiggled. He got free and I’m crouched in the grass so she didn’t even notice me as she goes to Chase him again. He gets downed and brought back to the same Hook and I morph out of the grass to box her in again! He wiggles out. I was going to do it the third time but she went to a new Hook and I wanted to see if I can trick her into thinking this one Hook is glitched or some shit. So I save him with Borrowed Time and she immediately comes back to tunnel him. He runs her for a Gen and gets downed by that first Hook. Again. I appear like a phantom of the bog and box her in for a third time! In the middle of her mad spinning, the game ends. She rage-quit! I should feel bad but I don’t. It was funny. Also, tunneling Bill the whole fucking match is just shitty. Like, she hard ignored people whose asses he practically groped in passing while in Chase.
I load in to a lobby with a swf group. 2 of them send me party invites so I take the plunge. My mic on my headphones wasn’t working and I had enough time to tell them that before the game started. I had no time to switch headphones. We did good. One was like, ‘we send them a friend request, they’re good. Rank 4 means they play a lot’. So they each send me a request and I accept. I swap headphones and we can finally talk. And no one was threatened by the fact that I’m a girl who is ranked higher than them! ^-^
Dude jinxed us my saying ‘what if it’s a Spirit on The Game?’ and that’s what happened!
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My first match with them.
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^I just wanted to see if Sprint Burst out the top window could get me onto this thing and it worked!
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Captains as Older Brothers || Headcanons
Ushijima Wakatoshi || Kuroo Tetsurou || Oikawa Tooru || Sawamura Daichi || Bokuto Kotaro
Warnings: Just some swear words here and there. gn!reader.
I actually have two brothers, one older and one younger. So this one is probably influenced by my experiences
M.List || Requests
Ushijima Wakatoshi
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Everyone is surprised that you're his younger sibling?? I mean, you're a ball of sunshine and Wakatoshi is... Wakatoshi.
What they didn't know is that precisely because of your older brother, you were able to become the person you are today.
He was the one who kept you distracted while your parents fought. The one who shouldered everything just to let you have a normal childhood. And the one who demanded that both of you should always be together. He practically raised you in a way.
The type of brother who rarely bickers and just lets you win? He mature like that.
The dorm rooms for 1st, 2nd, and 3rd years are separated but you visit each other frequently, be it for homework, movie nights, or just plain gossiping ya'know?
Tendou naturally became your brother too. The best one to talk about the manga and animes because all your brother does is read the advertisements on jump.
Occasionally treats you with food whenever you do good at exams.
Found out about the love letters you've been getting. Rejects them for you lmaoooo.
Probably because you've told him about the person you kinda like. You can't really tell your mom about these stuff because when you were a kid and told her about liking someone, you just got a long ass lecture.
Wingman Wakatoshi nii-san? Hell yeah. Although he can just threaten them and everything will work out.
Best head pats. It's a fact.
Originally was against the idea of letting you play volleyball. But after seeing how passionate you were he just went— ah, fuck it
You still were far from matching his strength in spiking, but it doesn't mean you're not good at it. (you're the best according to nii-san. Don't tell Goshiki)
Has the softest smile when you're around. His team is actually dumbstruck seeing him that way.
Practically has the whole volleyball team looking after you.
Kuroo Tetsurou
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The type of older brother that basically imparts all his knowledge unto you.
I have always been this kind
Yeah but loves to annoy the shit out of you. You're just lying on your bed? Mf will suffocate you with his body. But he can tell when you aren't really in the mood to play around anymore.
You and Kenma always occasionally make fun of him. Or give him the stink eye. Depends on what shit he said.
Oh yeah remember the way he taught Tsukki about blocking? He likes to be straightforward with his words and criticism.
Midnight drives and food trip. It's like a monthly bonding thing you guys have. Might also turn into a driving lesson.
Also drives for you when you go out with friends. Fetches you when it's already late at night because he doesn't trust public transport that much.
Usually let's you experience and learn some things on your own. But steps in once it feels like it's too dangerous or if he feels like you can't handle the aftermath.
He wants to be considered as the best older brother. Kinda regrets letting you meet the rest of his team. They all baby you and even Lev's older sister loves you.
Getting bullied? Try to hide it from him? No chance, he got eyes and ears everywhere. He's ready to throw hands. Even the rest of the volleyball team got their fists ready.
Brings you along whenever he comes over at Kenma's house because you and Kenma seem to get along more than him.
Might have tried to set you and Kenma up. He failed.
You and Kenma decided to ignore him for like a week. Profusely apologized after 3 days and swore he won't do it ever again.
Has a quote that goes "It's the older brother's job to annoy his younger sibling."
Honestly a good brother 11/10. Would bring a speaker and food into your room just to cheer you up. Makes fun of you after when he knows that you're over it.
Oikawa Tooru
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CONSTANT FIGHTS
Either verbal or physical. This bitch won't back down.
You both lost count of how your mother threatened to handcuff you both on a pole for a whole day.
But don't be fooled. He brought out the best of his team. He can do that to you too.
Likes to give you shitty nicknames. One of his fangirls thought it would be a good idea to call you that and Oikawa overheard it. "Who do you think you are to use that nickname? " istg that girl ran away like lightning. Sonic could never.
Honestly you just fight everywhere. Iwaizumi either stops you both or joins you in bullying shittykawa.
You know that thing where you just stand in the doorway of his bedroom and like, stare at him for a good minute and leave without closing the door? Yeah he hates that.
Honestly when he's feeling down, he just goes to your room, flop down on your bed, and talk his heart out. He thinks you're just scrolling through your phone and not listening to his rambles, but thats not the case. You rarely give out advices because you know that he just wants to lift the burden off his shoulders when he talks about his thoughts.
You rarely play volleyball, but will play with him just to make him feel better.
Being Oikawa's sibling means you're crazy good even if you rarely play. People are confused.
100% helped you during your first heartbreak.
Will probably break down your door just because he wants to try a tiktok trend with you.
When the fight gets a little out of hand. Neither of you says sorry. Just pop your head into the bedroom and ask him if he wants to eat. That always solves the problem.
Never says it but he is extremely proud of his sibling. Secretly boasts about you to your teammates.
School heartthrobs. You don't really care though unlike your hoe of a brother.
Asks you to come along with him to do his practices. Never lets you go home alone
Tries really hard to be the best older brother. Of course you love him.
Sawamura Daichi
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Play fighting. A lot of play fighting. Either through volleyball or wrestling.
He knows he's stronger than you so he usually tries to match his strength with yours.
Will not hesitate to put you in a headlock if you keep being an ass.
Does a pretty good job of keeping you down. I mean, he is scary when he's mad. A look or a smile can make you shut up already.
Knows when something is bugging you. Will not hesitate to ask you about it so that he can help you resolve it as fast as possible.
The type to give you a piggy back ride if you still felt like shit.
Actually asked Chikara to make sure Tanaka and Noya limit their interaction with you because he knows that those two are up to no good. After quite some time and persuading, he finally trusts them enough to be around you.
Pranks. A lot of pranks. Daichi has boomer tendencies so he probably won't know about the latest trends. Sugawara is very supportive of your plans too.
One time you almost got hit by a stray ball. He ran faster than Hinata.
Doesn't say it but he gets jealous when you hug Asahi. Who couldn't resist hugging that teddy bear?
Will ruffle your hair whenever you did something great. You kinda got accustomed to it.
Actual fights never really happen? You retort once or twice but that's pretty much it.
Knows how to cook and bake. With you being his personal critique. He bakes your favorites every Sunday.
Knows when to bother you and when not to.
Older brother instincts is one of the best of the best.
Bokuto Koutarou
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A f f e c t i o n. Lots and lots of it.
Will hug you out of the blue. Or throw you out somewhere, depends on his mood. You don't mind though.
You are a perfect balance between Bokuto and Akaashi's personality. Like their love child.
You don't really have an emo mode though, just a really strong aura that can match your brother's. Akaashi was thankful because he didn't want to take care of two Bokutos. His system can't handle it.
Bokuto emo mode? Call him nii-chan along with some compliments, that'll do. That's why you're always needed when they have a game. And when you can't come, a quick call from you is usually the team's plan B.
Usually takes you to his practices if you have nothing else to do. Will probably or maybe already has taught you everything he knows.
Tried to smuggle you with him during his summer training camp. He got caught by Akaashi and got lectured by your mom.
Travelling is normal for him because of volleyball. Expect a lot of souvenirs and gifts. He spoiled you so much and he doesn't even realize it. You don't take it for granted though.
You fought once. That was it. He went on full emo mode. You never try to bicker with him again.
The type to send you snaps and tiktoks of the most random things. Even at three in the morning. Not that you're asleep (Don't tell mom.)
Will try to smuggle you again. You woke up to him trying to stuff you in a suitcase.
Will give you infinite amounts of piggy back rides despite your age.
Kuroo and Hinata knows about you because he just doesn't stop talking about his precious sibling.
Feeling down? Expect Bokuto to go into nii-chan mode. Will not hesitate to slap a bitch. Or take you to explore the city and buy you food and stuff. Remember the way of the ace T-shirt? Yeah, you have a matching one.
When he feels down, but not like his emo mode, he just usually plops down next to you and start talking. Feel free to give out advices, he'll always say that you're the smartest and the best.
A great older brother indeed. He doesn't even realize it.
Gif Sources : Ushijima, Kuroo, Oikawa, Daichi, Bokuto
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lesbian-deadpool · 5 years
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Michelangelo’s David
(18+) DON’T MAKE ME PUNT YOU
Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Words: 4,477
Warnings: SMUT, SEX, a HELL of a lot of foreplay, vampires, swearing, slight Stony.
Request: Nah.
Summary: You’re a vampire. You consider Natasha to be a Goddess. One night in a dingy motel may just change your relationship forever.
A/N: This is a whole lot of gay shit. SO much sex. Istg, you better not be under 18, bc I will end you motherfucker. I’d rather not get into shit bc of that okay? Thanks to @romanova-maximoff-danvers for telling me how vampires work, bc I didn’t know that shit. This is my first smut work, so... take that for what you will.
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"Insomnia?"
The sudden voice behind her, caused the red-headed woman to jump.
Before you caused her skin to separate from her body, out of shearer fright. She had been resting along the railing, outside, in front of her motel door. You had quick access to her, as she was in the room adjacent to you. The rest of the Avengers resided in all the other rooms, of the run down motel. Some 'sharing' or more commonly known as 'Tony and Steve are fucking'.
She spun around, to meet the stiff person. Glaring into her eyes, she asked, "Why are you awake?"
"I'm a Vampire. We don't sleep... well, not at night, at least."
"I wish you wouldn't sneak up on me." She muttered, crossing her arms over her chest, causing her ample bosom, to tighten, and protrude upwards. The low cut of her tank top, making them almost visible, along with her black bra, that was lining the neck of her shirt.
"Aww, is the dark and dangerous, Black Widow, scared?" you asked, in a voice, like when you would talk to a dog. Letting your arms flop down in front of you, as you waddled over to her, in a playful manner.
"Y/N..." she warned.
"What?" you asked innocently. Gripping the sides of her tense shoulders, rubbing them, gently, with your thumbs. Looking down at the much shorter woman.
Natasha glared at you, causing you to regret what you said, slightly... slightly.
Thinking it best you apologised, as to not set your impending death in stone, by the beautiful woman in front of you.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scare you. I just wanted to see if you were alright..." you said, bashfully.
She smiled at you, "It's alright." She looked you up and down, noticing how stiff you were. You were naturally stiff anyway, but to the natural eye, you just seemed like you had good posture.
But now. You closely resembled, Michelangelo's David. You look like you had been carved out of solid marble.
Natasha was suddenly pulled back to when she walked in on you, half naked. As you were patching yourself up, after a fierce battle, with a most recent villain.
Natasha walked along one of the many, corridors, in the tower, passing doors that lead to each of the team members rooms.
Already knowing her destination, she paid them no mind. Not to the sounds of blaring TVs. Not to the snores, not to the conversations, and not to the music of Wanda strumming away on her guitar.
Natasha cared for only one person at that moment, that person being you, wanting to see if you were alright.
She opened your door without knocking. Stopping still in her tracks, as she stared at the sight before her. Her mouth falling open slightly.
You were clad, in only your underwear. Your combat suit left discarded, crumpled on the floor. She stared at you closely, as you dabbed at your bleeding side. You were regretting "feeding" before your mission. Your blood far runnier than you would like it to be, as you were patching yourself up.
She felt it again, the pulsing throughout her body. Heat running through her body, from her head to her toes. The warmth sticking around in a private place. Natasha had been feeling this quite a lot lately. Whenever you trained, worked out, spared. Not just with her either. She would watch you, as you rolled on the floor, playfully sparring with Clint, with a smile upon your face. And it was just a disaster when she sparred with you. She felt this on missions. You kicking ass always managed to make her blood rush. Which caused her to become continuously distracted, as the more time drew on.
But now. Now. Natasha didn't know what she was supposed to do when she saw you again. She just knew that she would think of you like this again, and become more distracted than she ever was before.
You looked up, happily surprised to see Natasha standing there. Letting your arms drop to your sides, no embarrassment at being caught in your just your underwear. If it was one thing Natasha could say about you, was that you were confident in your body. Throwing the green-eyed woman, a happy smile. Caused her face to flush, coating it with red, the blush running down her neck. Her composure completely destroyed. She uttered a stuttered apology and exited the room. Quickly walking to her own, the feeling of embarrassment washing in. Leavening you, staring at the door, your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
Yep. Definitely, Michelangelo's David. She confirmed, still looking you up and down.
"You seem tense," she stated.
"Of course, I'm tense. I'm a fucking Vampire. I've technically been dead for hundreds of years."
"That's not what I meant," Natasha clarified. Still looking at you, as you were now, stood a few feet away, "You just seem tenser, than usual."
You watched her, her eyebrows raising, in a silent indication, that you can talk to her if needed.
You huffed out a sigh, looking up, into the starry night sky. You were literally in the middle of nowhere. The whole reason you were out here in the first place, and not surrounded by the busy city of New York, was a Steve planned trip. A road trip to be exact. And now, here you were. You had been surprised when Tony had suggested staying here. But then again, the minute you booked the whole motel for your gang, Tony and Steve ran off, commandeering the room the old receptionist gave them.
You look back down, right into emerald green eyes. Deciding to tell her the truth, it's not like you could lie to her anyway...
"It- It's just been a long time, is all..." you uttered out. Not daring to look her in the eyes. Now peering intently at the floor between her, and your feet.
"What's been a long time?" Natasha asked cluelessly.
You snapped your eyes up, looking into hers, your eyes hard and telling. You watched as realisation faded into her.
"Ohh..." she said, understanding lased her voice. Dazed out, eyes wide, staring towards your body. "How long?" Natasha asked, finally snapping back into reality. Looking into your eyes.
"I don't know," you shrugged, "I just know, it's been a while."
"And you haven't thought about actually trying to get laid?" Natasha joked, trying her hardest to ignore the pang of jealousy that ran through her at the thought of you with someone else.
Shrugging, you replied, "I don't think anyone would want to have sex with a vampire, you know?" You looked into Natasha's pity filled eyes, before you continued, "Everyone's too scared of me."
"I'm not scared of you."
"Well, do you want to have sex with me?" you joked.
With a new surge of courageous confidence, she slowly walked towards you. Hips swaying more than usual. With a look in her eye, that looked like she could eat you alive.
Suddenly, you felt nervous, exceptionally so. The nerves building, higher and higher, as she slowly meandered her way towards you. The look in her eyes was unsettling to you. You were usually the one who, literality, ate people... well you didn't, but you could.
Deciding on changing the subject, hoping to make yourself more comfortable. Under her watchful gaze. It's not like you didn't like it, you did. But, she was the Black Widow. She flirted and killed to get what she wanted. You would never admit this, to anyone, but she quite intimidated you.
"Um, why are you out here, anyway?" you asked, nervously.
"Tony and Steve, are in the room next to mine," you looked behind you slightly, at the door that held them. Hearing the muffled bangs, and moans, coming from inside. That undoubtedly wasn't the only thing 'coming'. Realisation hit, understanding that the walls in the old motel rooms, were as thin as paper.
You turned back around to her, now stood right in front of you. Her eyes dark. This, in turn, caused you to jump a little. Not expecting the close proximity that you were in.
"Payback," she purred. Grabbing hold of the opening of your grey jacket. Using it to pull herself forward, leaning into you, using her toes, to raise herself to be close to your, shocked face.
She was residing on the tips of her toes, unable to get any taller.
You still towered her, tilting your face down slightly to meet hers, still standing stiffer than a solder.
The tip of her nose only reached your lips. She tilted her face up, staring seductively into your eyes, as she glided her nose against your own. Still griping, tightly onto your jacket. The zipper leaving indents into her palms. Natashas arms pressing against her, forcing her breasts up, as she tried to pull you closer, but was unable to. Instead, she chose to push herself farther into you, asking, "I can help with that... do you wanna continue this elsewhere?"
It was at this point that a wave of euphoric scent washed your way. Sweet as sugar, honey-laced, and burning hotter than the sun. It has been aeons since you smelled this scent directed at you. You couldn't remember it ever being so strong, sweet, and powerful.
The smell triggered something inside of you. Something raw and almost animalistic. Your eyes clearly darkened if Natasha's reaction was anything to go by. However, you still felt nervous, considering you couldn't remember the last time you had sex. Especially with someone so fucking good looking.
"Why can't we stay out here?"
At this Natasha cocked an eyebrow at you. A smirk finding its way onto her face, residing there. Her eyes grew darker, shocking you. As you did not know that green eyes could get any darker.
"Well, aren't you just the kinky one?" Natasha's words caused you to realise what you said and how it sounded. Raising your palm, colliding it with your face. Causing Natasha to give you a slight chuckle. "And, because. Clint's watching us."
You peered over her shoulder, her grip and stance unrelenting, to your movements. Seeing a curious Clint, spying through his window, across from you, on the floor below. You shot him a quick glare, eyes shifting dangerously, and he closed the curations, with a frightened face. Just as Natasha turned her head, looking out from the corner of her eyes, noticing the moving curations. Emitting a small giggle, before fully focusing on the side of your face.
Your eyes grew wide, with the unbelievable noise that blew against your cheek. Slowly turning your head to face hers, a toothy smile on her face, biting her lip, when she saw you looking at them. Your eyes grew wide once again, the familiar wetness grew at your core.
Grabbing her hands from your jacket. You pushed them down, watching Natasha's face drop, thinking you were rejecting her. But instead, you pulled her towards your room, making a bright smile grow on her face.
***
Once inside, your lips crashed into one another's. Your hands quickly griping her hips, sliding around to her lower back. And hers, wrapping around your neck, tugging you further towards her.
Your lips moved across her plump ones, her tongue slipped into your mouth, she tasted of cherries and lust. Your fangs grazed atop her wandering tongue, drawing a muffled moan from her throat.
Drawing back from your kiss, your lips travelled down Natasha's neck, feeling her racing pulse throb through her veins. Her nails digging into the side of your jaw, as she panted above you, leaning her head back, so you had more room to explore.
Your lips soon returned to her kiss-swollen ones, Natasha muttering against them.
"You don't know how long I've wanted this."
"Well, we won't have to wait much longer," you husked.
Natasha pulled back, bringing your lower lip with her. Making you let out a low moan. Before letting it go, with a small pop.
Panting, you gazed longingly at Natasha, the lust in her eyes more intoxicating than any drug, any alcohol, any rush you have ever felt in your life. It felt almost as if your cold, stiff body was being reborn, from the warm glow of this goddess before you.
Faster than she could imagine, you crouched down, gripping the backs of Natasha's thighs, your hands resting just below her ass. Pulling her up to press her tightly against your body. Your movements soon registered in Natasha's mind, pressing a hard kiss to the underside of your jaw, she wrapped her arms and legs around you. As you keened at the kiss.
The only way Natasha could show her joy of being around the same height -abet a tad taller- as you, was to kiss you in earnest. She relished in being pressed up against you, your bodies moulding perfectly into one another. She knew from this moment that she would have to get used to straddling your waist, to be as close as humanly possible to you; while standing that is.
You began backing up towards the bed, falling in what felt like slow motion, to land on your back against the firm cotton sheets. Natasha moving her leg's just in time, for them to rest on either side of your waist. The heels of your boots scraped against the shabby carpet floor, to push you further up the bed, dragging the old sheets along with you.
You were both unrelenting in your bid for dominance as you sprawled across the bed, teeth and tongues ran across swollen lips, exploring the crevices of each other's mouths. You being mindful of how hard you were going, as not to accidentally cut Natasha with your fangs. It had been a long while since you were this worked up, -in any way- therefore you didn't want to lose control if you tasted her blood.
Natasha gave a slight grunt, impatience showing through, unhappy with how long it was taking for her to gain control. She pulled away, moving in a sitting position. Grinding down briefly on your crotch, staring you in the eyes, as she slowly began shedding her black leather jacket. Throwing it across the room.
Pulling the zipper of your jacket down, she bit her lip, knowing she would only turn you on more. Her eyes still unwavering from yours. You sat up slightly, helping her pull it from your body. It flying to join the other across the room, as your lips reattached.
Natasha's hands wandered down to rest between her spread legs, fumbling with the button of your jeans. The usual flawlessly composed spy, above you, now rendered a complete mess. So much so that she had to break away from your kiss, to evaluate the button. Finally managing to unfasten it. Natasha gave you a quick lustful kiss, before she stood from you, dragging your jeans, boots, and socks from your body.
Swinging her leg over your hips, Natasha straddled you once again.
"You're really sexy, you know that?" Natasha complimented, just watching you. Her hands resting on your abdomen, fingers and thumbs caressing you over your white tank-top.
"You should see my view right now," you smirked.
A groan raised from your chest, Natasha spurred on from your words, began rocking against your hips. Her own sounds of pleasure releasing from her plump open lips.
Slowly moving your arms down from above your head, smirk still upon your face, as you knew Natasha was too focused on the lust within your eyes, -and her own pleasure- to notice what you were doing. Placing your hands on Natasha's jean covered thighs, you rubbed them gently. Tilting your head to the side, giving her a smouldering look. Her lips puckered out in response, eyes blinking slowly, as she steadily moved down to kiss you again.
A yelp filled the room, as you threw Natasha down onto the mattress below you, red hair splayed out around her on the pillows. Breasts bouncing as she panted from being surprised.
You sat in front of her, her legs resting on your hips, knees buckled, and her heels gently pressing into your lower back. Your hands residing on her thighs.
"This view's pretty fucking good, too."
"Only pretty good?" Natasha rasped, a bright smile on her face.
You hummed. "You look like a goddamn work of art." Gliding your hands down to unfasten her black jeans, slowly popping the button, you cooed, "I wonder what you'd look like without anything on."
"Probably as good as you would?"
Smirking you pulled her pants and socks from her body, seeing as she kicked her shoes off as soon as she walked through the door.
Your hands grazed her waistline, where her black tank-top had ridden up. Rubbing your thumbs into her soft skin, getting increasingly higher as the seconds ticked by.
"How opposed are you to me ripping this tight little tank-top from your body, and fucking you so hard you can't talk for a week?"
"Oh, God," Natasha whined lustfully, "There's nothing I want more."
Natasha's tongue ran against your lips as you pressed against her, removing your hands from her waist to grip her top, tarring it from her body. Pushing the tattered pieces off the bed.
You moved to pepper kisses all along Natasha's neck, travelling down her chest. Pausing to listen to the melody of moans sounding from Natasha's throat, as you sucked many dotted bruises onto her breasts. Her hands gripped your scalp, trying to push you further down her stomach, and to the place she needed you most. But you were far too busy nipping sparse marks onto her abdomen.
Finally, to Natasha's relief, you were settled above her legs, peering up at her. Your fingers curled around the thin strap of fabric, that sat between her legs. Slowly you pulled the thong down. Uncovering Natasha's wet pussy. Watching her glistening core, you continued to drag the slightly damp fabric down her legs. Your eyes snapping to the thong, as it continued its way past her knees, ignoring her dripping sex, much to Natasha's dismay. With the cold air, and you between her legs, made her pussy weep. She moved her hips every which way, grinding into thin air, as to try and gain some sort of friction, but couldn't get far off the bed, if at all, thanks to your arm holding her waist down.
She groaned into the night air, grabbing the bed sheets under her. As her thong was finally stripped off her body and thrown to the floor.
Natasha's "tormentor" as she would have called you at this moment, relaxed by her legs. Your thumb flicked over Natasha's clit, making her jump, and push into the pressure. As soon as the pleasure had been gifted, it was taken away. Natasha wined at the lost contact, soon gasping when your lips met the bottom of her pubic bone, in a short kiss.
"Someone's excited," you cooed, your warm breath tickling her core, making Natasha whimper once more.
Natasha nodded her head, vigorously. You knew she wanted you. She wanted you so bad. And she showed it in her actions. Her eyes were clamped tight shut, her lips slightly parted, breathy moans and small whimpers escaping them regularly. Natasha's head moved from side to side, leaving an impression in the pillow, between where her hands gripped it tightly.
"Ah, ah ah. You can use your words, can't you?" you asked, "Let me hear your beautiful voice, baby."
A moan escaped her, her eyes flickering open to meet yours. At the look in her eyes, you were sure that you had just seen heaven. Her pupils were blown out, obscuring the green of her eyes. Want filled them, along with lust, and begging. But what you cherish the most about them was the intense feeling of adoration pouring from them. And it was all directed at you.
"Yes," Natasha confirmed, her voice hoarse and breathy.
"Tell me what you want, baby? How do you feel?" You knew you were teasing her. Too much? You'd have to answer that question later. You didn't know when you were going to get a chance like this again, so you were milking it for all you could. Hopefully leaving Natasha wanting more.
Natasha moaned again, flinging her head back before she met your eyes once again.
"You make me feel so good, baby."
"Mhm, tell me more."
She groaned. "I've never felt this way before, in my life. You don't know how much I want you. How much I need you. I feel like if you don't touch me, I'll explode right here."
Natasha's words left your mouth dry. Licking your lips, you nodded your head, as you tried to get the moisture back into your mouth. You coughed, hoping that would stop your voice from breaking when you spoke.
"Yeah. Yeah. That was... that was good." You coughed once again. "What do you want me to do to you, darlin'?"
Natasha shuddered slightly at the pet name. Giving you the assurance that, that would be the go to.
"I want you to fuck me, Y/N. I want you to plough me into the mattress. Make me scream. Let's give Steve and Tony a run for their money."
Now it was your turn to groan at the other woman, her words made your stomach clench, realising wetness to your throbbing core. Moving up her body, you kissed her roughly. As you moved to rest between her legs. Your tank top and underwear rubbing against her almost bare body. Your thumbs rubbing over her ribs.
Natasha broke away from your kiss with a cry, "You're wearing too many clothes."
"You're still wearing your bra," you sassed breathlessly.
"I don't care. It's still more than what I am."
You hummed, moving to kiss Natasha's neck, nipping and sucking at it. Your lips tingled thanks to Natasha's moans vibrating through her throat. You smirked, travelling down her soft body, peppering kisses on Natasha's bra covered chest. Letting your fangs come out to play, drawing them lightly across her skin, a lewd moan tumbling from her lips. As your arms moved around her back, unclasping her bra, and slipping it from her body.
"Oh, now this is really unfair."
"I know, darlin'. I know."
Further and further down you went, lips brushing her skin, making Natasha shiver. Curse words tumbling from her mouth, in whispered prayer. Placing her legs over each of your shoulders, you began teasing her more, brushing your lips lightly over Natasha's core, causing her to cry out. Impatience coursing through her veins, her hips bucked up to meet your lips. You placed your hands firmly on her pelvic, halting her movements almost instantly.
"Hey, hey, now. Be a good girl, alright?" you asked, peering into her lustful eyes. "Okay?"
Natasha nodded. "Okay."
"Good girl," you cooed.
Moving your hands down to her core, entrapping her legs as you did. Using your thumbs to pull her lips apart, you gave her clit a soft kiss, Natasha moaning out in the pleasure that had finally been given to her. Gently you began gliding your tongue over her swollen clit, guiding it down to her entrance, and back up again.
"Oh God, Y/N."
"Yeah, baby?" you spoke into Natasha's glistening pussy.
"Fuck, don't stop. Please keep going."
"I wasn't planning on stopping."
You kissed and lapped at her pussy for some time, drawing whimpers, moans, and gasps from Natasha's chest. Her breasts heaving and blushed, the redness flowing up her neck and cheeks.
Natasha was so worked up, thanks to you removing your mouth whenever she had gotten close to her orgasm. Instead, you moved to suck and nibble at her inner thighs, as she came down from he pleasure filled highs. Knowing she was starting to get irritated by your teasing, and edging her. You decided to go easy on her.
Returning your lips back to her cunt, you pecked lightly at her swollen clit, before you drew it fully into your mouth sucking on it harshly. A flood of fluids exited her, as she gasped hungrily, raising up thanks to the pleasure running through her, fingers knotted into the sheets below her. Natasha moaned lewdly, into the ceiling above her, as she fell back to the bed.
Circling her tight entrance with your fingers, making Natasha push up to meet you wandering hand. When she least suspected it, you pushed a finger inside of Natasha.
Letting out a scream of pleasure, Natasha arched her back.
"Please, Y/N. Please. I need more. Please, give me more," Natasha begged.
"Yeah? You want more, sugar?" Natasha nodded her head quickly. "I'll give you anything you want." And that was something you didn't just mean in this moment, or under these circumstances. If this woman knew of the spell she had you under, she would surely be some form of a Goddess. And she just didn't tell you.
Pulling your finger from her depths, you replaced it with two. Curling your fingers, drawing it in and out of her. Getting high from Natasha's moans, realising one or two of your own at the bliss coursing through you at the moment. You began moving your fingers inside of her faster and faster. Until you were practically pounding them into her. Licking and sucking at her clit as you did.
Natasha was so entirely worked up from your ministrations, that she was moaning more than breathing. But it was still not enough for you. Blowing a sharp stream of cold air over Natasha's swollen clit. She screamed louder than you've ever heard. You felt Natasha clench around your fingers, coming over them, rocking her hips as she came down from her high. Your fingers slowing marginally to join her.
"Fuck," Natasha croaked out.
"If you think that was good. You haven't felt nothing yet."
***
"So, what did you guys get up to last night?" Sam asked you and Natasha, as you walked towards the cars.
"Nothing. Why?" Natasha replied.
"Hm? Oh, no reason. Just wondering." Sam smiled. "Y/N I take it you're going to be riding with Natasha in her Stingray."
"Why would you think that?"
"Because Natasha's wearing your shirt, you're both covered in love bites, and the literally whole motel heard your screams last night," he listed off, "Steve and Tony's, too."
You paused, watching Sam walk off, Natasha next to you. You knew this was a probability, and it's not like you were trying to hide it. You were just surprised at how quick it took for someone to say anything. You probably shouldn't have been.
"Oh, and I hope you didn't cut Natasha with your fangs!"
"I swear to God, Wilson!"
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