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evie-sturns · 3 months

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𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙙𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥 - 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙤

summary: you, the sturniolos, madi and nate are all going on a roadtrip down to new jersey. execpt theres one problem, there's not enough space in the car. you're forced to sit on chris's lap for the 5 hour car ride, you just can't seem to get comfortable though.

contains: smut, teasing, dom!chris, swearing, fluff.

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the sturniolos have been my closest friends for a while, especially chris, with who ive have grown closer then ever to over the past few years. today is the day that my friend group travel down to new jersey for the summer break.

12:36pm

"y/n get your ass down here!" chris calls out from the driveway, i stumble over, clutching my baby pink suitcase with one hand as i swing open the door of chris's bedroom, which i've slept in last night.

i sprint downstairs, my suitcase smashing into walls behind me while i lock eyes with madi. i run up to her and a loud laugh escapes her mouth "oh my god your suitcase is basically bursting at the seams."

"shut up, im a chronic over-packer." i joke, walking downstairs into the driveway. matt, nick and nathan are watching chris strategically stack suitcases in the trunk. chris's tounge is slightly peaking out of his mouth as he concentrates.

"can we fit one more?" i say chirpily, walking over to the group of boys while dragging my suitcase behind me. chris takes it off me, sliding into its designated spot between the various bags.

"okay tetris king" nick scoffs, jumping in the passenger seat of the car.

before i know it, everyones piled into the car. matt in the drivers seat, nick in the passenger, madi in the far-right backseat, nathan in the middle and chris on the left backseat.

i open the door to the car, theres no more seats.

"oh fuck me." i mumble, folding my arms and waiting for someone to speak up.

"she could go ontop of the car, grip onto the windshield." matt suggests with a smirk on his face, earning a elbow to the bicep from nathan, who leans foward.

after a few more seconds of silence, i break it. "i could try fit in the trunk, theres a little room ontop of the suitcases.."

"y/n no. thats not safe, i dont care you can sit on my lap." chris says nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders.

i nod, pursing my lips as i crawl in the car, planting myself down on chris's lap. my cheeks instantly flush.

i've never thought about chris romantically, hes always been a platonic best friend. i know he doesn't like me, he doesn't really like many girls in general.

"chris.. im gonna be too heavy." i mumble, purposley putting a small amount of my weight on his lap.

"don't be an idiot." chris chuckles, grabbing my hips and pressing me down, forcing all my weight on his lap. i clear my throat, "are you sure i don't want to squash you."

"hey, i said don't be an idiot." chris says, sitting back in the seat comfortably.

3:21pm

we've been driving for almost three hours, i've been just laying back on chris's chest, resting my head back on his shoulder with my eyes shut. nate, madi and nick have been in a debate for an hour if hot or cold pizza is better.

its been entertaining to say the least.

after nick and nate draw the debate to a close a new conversation sparks up from madi.

"have you guys ever fell off the waterslide platform?" she says, a silence fills the car.

"you know how you have to climb up stairs to get up to the waterslide, and you wait on the little platform to wait your turn to go down?" madi questions, we all nod slowly.

"yeah have you guys fell off?" madi continues.

"madi..." matt says from the front in a low voice, i can hear the smile on his face.

i errupt into giggles, my body vibrates on chris's lap as i lean foward, taking my back off of chris's chest.

everyone else in the car laughs, including chris. his lap lightly bounces up and down with each noise that comes out of his mouth, causing me to shift out of place.

i shimmy my ass back into a comfortable position on chris, an audible groan escapes his mouth, my eyebrows furrow and my head snaps back to look at chris, his cheeks are flushed, as soon as we lock eyes he looks out the window, squeezing his eyes shut out of sheer embarrassment.

"chris," i whisper, looking over my shoulder at him. "whats wrong am i too heavy.."

just then i feel something poke my upper thigh. my eyes pratically bulge out of my head as i stare at chris. everyone else in the car is too engulfed in their own conversation to notice me and him.

"im really sorry." chris squeezes out, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"its just your shifting on my lap, i can ask matt to pull into a gas station and ill fix it in the bathrooms-" he rambles quietly into my ear.

"don't worry about it chris!" i say smiling, shifting side to side on his crotch while maintaining eye contact with him.

"stop that." chris mumbles, the tent in his sweatpants growing by the second.

"you like it christopher."

chris's breathing picks up, "fuck."

i press more of my weight down onto chris's bulge with a smirk, i turn back around to face the back of matt's seat, continuously grinding into chris.

i suddenly hear chris’s voice from behind me

“how much longer do you guys reckon we have left?” he asks, his voice wobbling slightly.

“honestly like 20 seconds, we’re pulling into the street now” matt awnsers from the front, him and nicks eyes still concentrated on the road ahead as madi and nate cackle with each other

i continue rubbing chris with my ass, i feel two large hands grip my hips, holding me still harshly.

i pout as i look over my shoulder at chris, his response sends chills down my back.

“i will take away your ability to walk as soon as we’re alone.” he whispers into my hair from behind me.

we swing a left into the long driveway of the beach house we’re staying at, it’s two stories and looks modern to say the least.

as soon as the car stops chris throws me off him out of the door of the vehicle, speed walking up to the front door and unlocking with the key he just retrieved from the mailbox.

i watch as he disappears inside “where the fuck is chris?” i hear nick say while pushing up the trunk door. “he had to pee really bad.” i lie, knowing he ran to the bathroom to help himself out instead.

matt hands me my suitcase with a smile, and i walk up to the front door, which is already half open from chris. i walk upstairs to the room chris and i already decided we would share, long before the road trip ever started.

im met with a double bed, along with a window with a clear view of the beach. i get changed into the sluttiest skirt i can find and a long tank top before walking downstairs, i pull my phone out of my bag to check the time.

6:13

all of my friends are playing cards around the wooden dining table, but chris is sitting on the couch alone, scrolling on his phone. a loud cheer comes from nick as he slams down his card onto the table.

i flop down next to chris, my skirt flapping up slightly. “whatcha up to?” i ask innocently, acting like i wasn’t dry humping him a hour ago.

“nothing just instagram.” he replies placing his phone down on the armrest before looking over at me, locking eyes with chris sends butterflies through my body.

chris quickly stands up, taking my hand and pulling me upstairs, he slams the door to the bedroom shut behind us

“what were you doing in the car hm?” chris taunts, grabbing my wrists and pushing me down onto the bed.

“grinding up on me, giving me a painful erection around all my friends?”

“mmhm..” i groan backwards as chris grabs my chin, forcing me to look up at him as my back lays steadily on the bed.

“did i ask you to do that.” he says, staring into my eyes “or did you just wanna be fucked so badly that you couldn’t wait.”

i was in a state of shock, the good kind of shock though. my bestfriend of mutiple years has me pinned to the bed.

“gonna act like a slut, gonna be treated like one. got it?” chris mumbles, practically tearing my skirt off of my body. he yanks my panties down to my ankles in one motion.

chris pulls my body to the edge of the bed, my legs are wrapped around his waist as my heat presses lightly against his crotch. suddenly he bends down between my legs and blows cool air directly onto my sensitive clit, earning a groan of pleasure and desperation from me.

"more.." i manage to squeeze out, "you're gonna get more." chris says, standing up from between my legs and yanking down his sweatpants to his knees. "be quiet for me yeah?" he groans, rubbing his throbbing tip through my folds.

"i will stop if you get too loud okay?"

i nod frantically, spreading my legs open as far as they can go, revealing myself to chris.

his breathing picks up "ready..?" he stammers, his words incoherent.

"please.." i sigh out shakily, gripping the bedsheets in my fists so tight my knuckles grow white.

with full force chris slams inside of me, bruising my cervix. a loud yelp escapes my mouth as chris looks down at me, some-what checking if i'm okay.

i feel myself stretch around his length, the burning sensation still present. chris grips my hand, intertwining our fingers before thrusting in and out.

i feel each vein of his cock press against my insides. his thrusts grow sloppy and unhinged. strings of moans escape my mouth, chris slams his free hand over my mouth, shoving a finger inside in the process.

i clench around chris, before the knot in my stomach snaps he pulls out, "chris!" i yell in frustration, feeling empty. "shh sh." he shushes me, flipping me over onto all fours,

"quit making noises gorgeous, or none of this will happen again."

he pushes back inside of me, a familiar feeling. i let out a hum of pleasure as chris pushes on my mid back, arching my back. the sound of skin slapping fills the room as i bury my head in the pillow to muffle my sounds.

"good girl.." chris's voice his croaky, his dick twitches inside of me, signalling he's close.

i clench around him for the second time this evening, the pit in my stomach releases with a scream of his name.

chris pulls out, painting my back white "fuuckk..."

he collapses down beside me, pulling me onto his chest with a long hug. "you okay?" he whispers into my hair, his voice breathy.

i nod against his neck, he taps my hip "should we get you changed?"

i hum in response, chris sits up, holding me in a bridal position and walking over to the heaped pile of clothes on the floor, he sets me down on my feet my legs are numb and weak causing me to stumble over.

"careful there." chris laughs, holding me up. "okay, just step through.." he says, pulling my panties up my legs. the rest of my clothes follow, he steps back proudly before pulling up his sweatpants and throwing a shirt on.

"you look cute" chris smiles stupidly, nudging my elbow.

we both walk back downstairs, the rest of the group are scattered in a circle on the floor, playing monopoly. we go sit down and join our friends, the whole time chris is staring at me like he wasnt inside of me 4 minutes ago.

(2 weeks later)

it's the last day of our holiday, me and chris have had a few makeout sessions on the beach, alone. we haven't hooked up again, both realising it's too risky to do in a beach house with 4 other people in the small house.

I'm sat on the grass next to the driveway, observing as chris loads up the car strategically. before i can open my mouth to make a snarky comment about chris's concentration, matt, nick, madi and nate swing open the front door, all their bags in hand.

they all pile into the car again, chris follows, slamming the trunk door shut and jumping in, a small smirk tugs at my lips as chris pats his lap for me to sit down.

i sit down on his lap, nostalgia washes over me, remembering the outcome of last time i sat on his lap in this exact spot.

matt pulls out of the driveway,

its not even been 5 minutes and i'm already grinding on chris through his shorts.

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omfg i really hope yall liked this, i think one of my best so far, also dont come for me if new jersey isnt a beachy type state, i have NO idea about states my bad, js pretend it is.

@lovingchrissposts @lolasturniolo @ilovedasturniolos

#nick sturniolo #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo #chris x reader #christianity #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x you #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo smut

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hopelesslyromanticshark · 2 months

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Hi can you please make headcannons for percy going on a date to an aquarium with the reader

p.s. would love for it to include percy buying the reader a shark plush and her naming it percy

⋆⭒˚.⋆ percy jackson aquarium date hcs

content: percy jackson x reader hcs warning: language but other than that is fluff all the way!! author's note: this is me core at its finest. i counted, just for this, i've got like 12 shark plushies...THATS NOT INCLUDING THE NON SHARK ONES??? i do have a fav and i have no shame about it. its a squishmellow hammerhead my bestie got me for my birthday and in his little description it said he wanted to become a documentary film maker which is exactly what i wanted to do!!! his names nitro, which is like coffee, AND I LOVE COFFEE. so hes my fav and everyone else can cry about it.

first date instantly

bro. loves. the. aquarium.

(he just like me fr)

and its like the ideal place for a first date like you can talk about yourselves but also the fish but also get to know each over and also it's beautiful and-

if you can't tell, i love aquariums.

the whole time percy is talking to the fish in his head while also talking to you

its the adhd innit love

(sorry guys just got possessed by a british ghost my bad-)

and the fish are instantly gossiping

"oooo, she's pretty. too pretty for our lord," percy can hear an octopus mutter, causing the boy to glare at it.

"you know i can hear you, right?" he mentally hissed at the octopus, which just blinked at him.

"i stand by what i said, my lord."

"percy, look, he's so cute!" you squeal, pointing over at the octopus percy was currently beefing with

"nah, i've seen better. kinda ugly actually. just like his momma," percy bit out, glaring at the octopus, which shifted slightly closer to the glass, "yeah, i did mention your mom, what about?? oh, yeah, tough guy, you wanna-"

"percy, people are staring," you hissed, wrapping your arms around percy's and attempting to pull him away

"AND IM TELLING MY DAD, YOU LITTLE SHIT-"

"PERCY!"

you drag him to the jellyfish, figuring that was safe

no brain and all

no thoughts to be had

and percy was more than happy to pull you into a kiss in that dark room, the only light coming from behind gallons and gallons of water

he left the jellyfish area with a smile that not even the snidest comment from a shrimp could take away from him

and you were clinging to his arm, blushy and a smile as long as the nile

after another hour and a sweet conversation with an otter, percy dragged you to the gift shop, something about it being the only way to leave

"awww, percy look how cute!" you squealed, your hands instantly shooting forwards and grasping the shark plushie

and percy, ever eager to make you happy, took it from your hands and proudly marched up to the register, despite you trying to stop him

"oh, percy, no, it's okay!! im too old for-"

"too old?? now im definitely buying," he huffed before slamming the shark down on the counter, "one shark plush for the pretty girl please."

cue the blushing mess that is you

and every night, you take that little shark to bed with you and press a kiss to its little head, using it as a little percy fill in

and every morning, when you make your bed, you tuck the little shark in, ensuring it never touches the floor and falls from your bed

your prized possession from the water boy of your dreams

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #pjo #pjo fandom #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy jackson x reader

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babyur2nice · 5 months

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▎night walks with felix

౨ৎ synopsis: you’re stressed out from exams and decide to pay felix a visit.

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you sigh, tears blurring your vision as you struggle through another problem on your economics homework. no matter how much effort you put in, you can’t seem to make any progress in understanding the material. having been working for the past six hours, you’re also exhausted. with the exam just two days away you’ve scarcely allowed yourself a break to eat, decisions that are now catching up to you as you struggle to focus.

after 10 minutes, you can’t take it anymore. it’s late and you know your body won’t allow you to study anymore, yet you still feel guilty giving in. you close you textbook, the tears starting flow as the stress overtakes your body.

your brain almost immediately jumps to your boyfriend felix, wishing he was there to hold you and tell you that everything would be alright. you glance down at your alarm clock on your desk. 12:37, it reads. you sit with your head in your hands trying to decide whether he’d be awake.

against your better judgement, you take the all too familiar walk downstairs to felix’s room and knock softly on his door, not wanting to wake him if he was asleep. you don’t hear anything at first and then you hear rustling and a moment later the door cracks open revealing felix, in nothing more than his blue and white striped pajama pants rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

he looks at you and your puffy eyes, face shifting quickly to express a look of concern. “what’s happened, what’s wrong” he asks, pulling you inside and shutting the door.

“it’s stupid, shouldn’t have woken you up, ‘m sorry” you sniffle, the tears flowing all over again at the fact that you had disturbed his sleep.

“no no, none of that doll” felix says taking your face in his hands, “its not stupid if it’s making you upset, tell me what’s wrong so i can make it better”

another sob shakes your body as felix cringes, hating seeing you in pain, and pulls you into his chest. he places his hand on the back of your head petting your hair gently as you tell him about your exam and the stress you’ve been feeling.

he listens exceptionally well, not interrupting you once as he holds you against his body, letting you expel your frustrations. “im sorry doll” he says when you finish. “im glad you came to me, you needed a break”

you nod against his chest, as you slowly catch your breath.

“let’s go for a walk yeah?” felix asks. “always helps me clear my head”

“don’t you want to go back to sleep?” you ask, guilt once again taking over as you remember that he had been fast asleep prior to your arrival.

“nonsense” he says kissing the top of your head. “im already up, why waste a perfectly good night? here.” he says as he pulls two sweaters out of his closet passing one to you. “put this on, don’t want you to catch a cold out there”

you smile at him gratefully as you pull the sweater over your head. once it’s on, felix reaches down to brush a loose strand of hair out of your eyes. “so pretty” he mumbles almost to himself before taking your hand in his and leading you out of the dorm and into the refreshingly cool night.

“where are we going” you ask.

felix looks down at you with a smile. “somewhere amazing” he says. he leads you across campus and into town, all the while telling jokes and stories meant to lighten your spirit.

“just a bit farther now doll” he grins as he leads you down an alley way. “we’re going to need to climb, can you do that for me?”

you nod and felix smiles at you in return “good girl.”

he beckons you towards the side of a building and the ladder attached to it. “just up here, follow me” he says as he begins to scale the ladder. he reaches the top quickly and helps pull you up after him.

you stand up and look around, letting out a little gasp. you can see everything from up here; your dorm, the pub, the library, the lake and most impressively, the moon.

felix walks up behind you, wrapping his arms around you. “it’s beautiful right? i discovered it last year and have been coming here ever since”

“it’s amazing” you say.

“you’re the first person i’ve ever brought up here” he admits. “it was mine but i suppose it’s ours now” he grins while sitting down.

you sit down next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder as he continues. “seeing everything from up here always reminds me how small i am, how small my problems are”

he wraps his arm around you, rubbing circles on your back. “you could fail your exam and none of this would change. everything would still be here, we’d both still be here, and i’d still love you. i know you won’t fail of course” he adds with a chuckle.

“felix, thank you” you say, struggling to find words to express just how much he means to you.

“glad i could help doll” he says. “i love you so much, and i promise i’ll help you study tomorrow, yeah?”

you hum in agreement as you press your body closer to felix’s as the two of you look across the town shrouded in moonlight, both knowing that this rooftop would become a sacred space for the both of you.

#felix catton x reader #felix catton #felix catton drabble #felix catton x y/n #felix catton x you #jacob elordi #saltburn #saltburn x reader #jacob elordi x reader

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coriolantha · 2 months

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‧˚₊•୨ Patience ୧•‧₊˚⊹

mike schmidt x GN! reader

summary: mike comforts you after you've had a long day₊˚⊹:˚｡⋆୨୧˚

tags: fluff, mike being a sweetheart (as always), anxiety, reader has bad self image, insecurities, reader is overwhelmed and needs a break (so real), hugging, cuddling, comfort

wc: 1.1k

notes: hii this is my first fic i've posted on here. ngl i'm... scared. im not proud of this but i can't scrap it this time otherwise i'm never gonna get anything posted LMAO. please leave any criticism in the comments if you'd like, feel free to share any opinions, i want to improve the quality of my writing! thank you sm for reading! 🫶

today has been punishing.

rain trickled down the foggy window, making soft tapping sounds as they hit and fell, reluctantly racing down to gather in the weep holes. the rough, scratchy carpet beneath you beginning to burn as you shuffled around your desolate home.

exhausted, you gave up trying to distract yourself from your main task; your bedroom.

your eyes darted around your cluttered room, glossing over as you noticed every individual piece of clothing that wasn't hung up, organized, and neatly put away. you began to have a headache thinking about where to even begin. you felt like a filthy slob, your surroundings perfectly reflecting how you've felt all day.

you flicked the lights off, the warmly lit room now becoming pitch black, except for the small gleam of light that came through the open door. you sat on your bed, absentmindedly kicking your various pants and t-shirts away from you to give yourself some room to lay down.

mike wouldn't be back home for a while now. it was only 12:45am, which gave you 5 hours and 25 minutes to attempt to sleep before having to get ready for your office job... which would leave little to no time to spend with mike.

fuck mondays.

turning over to your side, you hugged your knees, shivering. no amount of blankets could fix how cold you felt. the truth was, you missed your boyfriend; longing for his cozy hugs and soft, gentle kisses he'd press against your cheek as he consoled you.

you missed him more than anything in the world.

with a blink, the tears that have been collecting in your eyes came down your flushed face at once. laying there, you accepted your pitiful reality, slowly drifting off into unwanted slumber, in solitude.

the time was around 2am when you felt a dip into the bed. panicking, you quickly awoke, shuffling to sit up as fast as possible. although you didn't know of the time, something felt off. mike wasn't supposed to be home yet, that's for sure.

panic turned into confusion as you heard mike, obviously feeling guilty for having jumpscaring you so badly.

"oh, shit- baby, it's me," he whispered apologetically, reaching his hand out to cup your cheek. turning on the dim lamp, he quickly turned back to face you. his eyes bore into yours, scanning to make sure you were going to be alright.

all day he was desperate to see your face, even after his shorter-than-usual-shift. mike couldn't get enough of your perfection, although you always brushed him off whenever he ever mentioned this to you.

he noticed your terrified expression which started to wear off, beginning to blend into relief.

"it's just me... you don't need to worry about anything, okay? i'm right here, no one's gonna hurt you," he muttered, leaning over to press a chaste kiss on your lips, lingering longer than usual.

weight lifted off your shoulders as you began to put pieces together. now, all you needed was an answer to your burning question.

"mike, why did you come home so early? did something happen?" you asked anxiously, looking right back at your boyfriends affectionate, adoring eyes.

"oh, sweetheart..." he soothed, "i got let out early today. nothing worth worrying about. i guess they didn't need me as much as i thought they did," he let out a quick, dry laugh, shaking his head dismissively.

"fuck, i've missed you all day, i'm so damn glad i could leave that job early. anything to see you, my love," he cooed, brushing a strand of hair out of your face, delicately tucking it behind your ear

you were in awe; it was a miracle he came home early, especially today. you were fighting to hold your tears back, mouth quivering as you bit your bottom lip. mike noticed your change in emotion immediately.

"hey hey hey," he whispered urgently, quickly grabbing your hand and giving it a light squeeze, "what's wrong?" his voice drowned in concern.

"i did nothing all day. the only thing i've done is just stand around and... thought of doing something, but i couldn't. i was so tired, but of what? like, why didn't i clean our room? and the worst part is, you have to come home, tired as hell, ready to go to sleep, only to see your messy room and your partner who still hasn't done anything about it," you quavered, sniffling softly as warm tears fell from your eyes.

mike said nothing, but you could sense how hurt he felt after you talked so badly about yourself. he sighed, laying down on the plush mattress. he patted his chest, inviting you to rest your head there. you did so immediately, closing your eyes as you listened closely to his heart beat.

"you know i love you, right?" he asked gently. you stayed quiet, knowing he wasn't expecting an answer.

"i love everything about about you. but the only thing i don't love is how badly you talk of yourself. i hate it. it doesn't make any sense to me," he stressed, stroking your hair soothingly.

"so what if our room is messy? i don't think about that when i come home. all i think about is how i can finally be with you. i'm not going to let some clothes on the floor get in the way of us, ever. or anything, in fact."

you nodded in agreement silently, your tears dry on your cheeks.

"we can tackle this room together. we can do this however you want- i can pick up your clothes while you organize them into whichever area they go to, and i'll pick up my clothes too, but you won't have to organize that, i'll take care of it. how does that sound?" he asked delicately.

you instantly felt a huge weight lift off your shoulders.

"thank you so much, mike. you don't know how much i needed you today," you exhaled, "really."

he looked down lovingly at you, curled up beside him. he kissed your head tenderly, rubbing up and down your back.

goosebumps spread across your arms. you felt so loved and safe.

"the real question is," you suddenly asked, "how are you so perfect? were you made in a factory or something?"

"says you," he laughed, holding you tighter.

the two of you basked in the love you had for one another for a while. no words were exchanged, only him occasionally rubbing his thumb against your arm, while you began to doze off, which caught his attention.

"want me to turn the light off?"

you nodded, wrapping your arm around his stomach.

he turned over once more, pulling the cord of the lamp light, the room now pitch black.

"i love you," he whispered, turning to his side a little more so he could be pressed closer against you.

"i love you too, mike. always," you mumbled back, the two of you drifting off to sleep.

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dividers by @f-loqweres 🫶

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kodamaghost00 · 5 months

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30 Roxanne Wolf Headcanons

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This post will contain: NSFW,Sfw,Fluff,Smut

It’s also Genderless for the girls,gays and theys! You are a Technician in these scenarios!

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Let’s begin!

She’d call you “Champ” or “Cutie”. She would call you other nicknames based on your name too.

You’re the only one who’s allowed to touch her hair and tail. Everyone knows that.

She likes watching Adult Cartoons such as Helluva boss or Hazbin Hotel.

She purrs while you cuddle her.

Her love language is being mean to you. She’ll tease you with “idiot” and “baby” just to see you get pissed off.

She’s aggressive and dominant in bed. No matter if you want to be in control.

She’s also very jealous and protective of you. If she sees you simping for anyone she’ll make you regret that by loving you all night.

Even though she LOVES to talk about herself she’d never stop you from talking about your day.

You help her often with her makeup and she also helps you out with the Parts and services stuff. Like moving around heavy boxes.

When you do maintenance on her she almost bit you once. She apologized over and over again but in the after hours you still heard her blaming herself.

She said to you once “I am the best. But you’re a close second, champ.” She smiled sweetly at you and you did the same. It was her own way of saying she loves you.

You,Chica and Roxy also have many fun memories! Since Chica is Roxy’s best friend you three love each others company.

Roxy is definitely into BDSM. She loves to see you drool over her. The desperation in your eyes turns her on badly.

There was a time before you two were close. You heard her often doubting herself. You knocked on the door to her green room “Roxy? Are you alright?” She looked at the door, hesitating to say something.

She just screamed in frustration “YES IM FINE. NOW GO AWAY!”. You stand there not wanting to go away just yet. “Look Roxy… I don’t want you to feel forced to anything but…” you had a small pause “You can always talk to me y’know?”

She was hesitant but as soon as she heard you walk away she sprinted to the door and opened it. “…Can you come in for a second…?” wich you did. She talked about her doubts while her head lays on your lap and you caressed her hair.

She has a hilarious laugh wich makes you laugh along every time.

She initiated your first kiss. She pinned you against a wall with a leg between your thighs. She looks at your lips then to your eyes. Your heart is racing. “May I?” She asks. You quickly nod and you guys kiss.

She hates it when you make her wait too long. She loves trying out other aesthetics and fashion styles. But she enjoys her original look the most.

“Do you think we’re soulmates in every universe?” You ask her as she cuddles you. “Let me think…. Yes. Definitely yes cutie~” you blush as she nuzzles her snout into your neck. She loves making playlists for you. It’s a simple thing but it means so much to her since she only does it for her loved ones.

If she ever sees you wearing her merch she’ll stand in front of you flabbergasted. Mouth gaping. Drooling. “It looks so much better on you champ…”

She loves to show you off to the others. She’ll make everyone jealous cause she’s the one who gets to love you.

Even tho she is mean to everyone she has a love for the older kiddos (9-12 years old). She enjoys pep talking them into having more self esteem.

You guys cuddle so much that you even fell asleep in her arms one time… you basically missed a whole shift-

You enjoy her overprotective attitude. Once a Karen tried to attack you and she jumped and grabbed you. Holding you close to her chest she growled at the Karen.”Back off lady.”

She fixes her hair and makeup every hour to look perfect.

In her solos on stage she always sings Rock songs.

Once you told her that you were insecure about yourself and she just looked at you in disbelief and said “You? You mean the only person who’s on my level of pretty? Nha, I don’t think you should worry about anything cutie.”

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Perfect! Now that I’ve done the main 4 I might do the other ones next? Let’s see how it goes. And once again thank you all for reading my post. Have a wonderful day/night!

- Your Ghost ༼ つ ╹ ╹ ༽つ

#roxxane wolf #fnaf roxxane #glamrock roxanne #glamrock roxy #fnaf roxy #roxy wolf #roxanne wolf #roxanne wolf x reader #genderless reader #roxy fnaf #fnaf sb x reader #fnaf roxy wolf

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sgtmickeyslaughter · 19 days

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Answer the Questions and Tag 5 Fanfic Authors

Thanks for tagging @jrooc

1. How did you get into writing fanfiction?

I’ve always been an avid reader and as a kid I wanted to be a writer so that was the start. I’ve been reading fanfic since i was in highschool, and I’ve had many different barely started fanfics started over the years but last year was the first time I was able to actually finish anything/taken it seriously. I think it just came down to college teaching me the last bit of discipline in my creative practice

2. How many fandoms have you written in?

Just Gallavich, but I’m very confident I will write destiel in my lifetime

3. How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

I published my first fic in September of last year!

4. Do you read or write more fanfiction?

it goes back and forth, when i enter a fandom i read fanfic voraciously but now i think i write a little more, its a balance between you can write the fanfic you want to read and you can read other peoples work to experience ideas you would never think of or just a different take on a familiar topic - both are good. I’m currently slowly going through and re-reading my old fics to get them ready to print and bind and its been a super fun process

5. What is one way you’ve improved as a writer?

I hope i’ve improved a lot overall lol the main thing i always want to do well is portray the environment the way i envision it bc the worlds of my fanfics are rich and beautiful in my head so i just want to get better and better at pulling people into that

6. What’s the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Not a ton of weird research, a lot of google maps-ing to get a better understanding of the layout of Chicago and understanding how far away states/cities are from one another (i’m american, just a weird bicoastal one)

7. What’s your favorite type of comment to receive on your work?

literally any comment, all of them are amazing and i can’t believe people read what i write and actually like it ?!? beautiful and very novel

8. What’s the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

um - i guess ABO, i was originally going to publish mine all mine anonymously bc it was very cringe inducing and still kind of is but tbh when i read it back i was like- wait this is good, even if it’s weird.

psychopomp is also a weird story, the way i thought/felt about it while writing was deeply weird and all the the themes of death and decay and devotion and consummation as an allegory for love were intended to be dark and just- weird

9. What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

Emotionally introspective fics that also really study the characters are really hard and i dont know why I keep fucking writing them - after finishing the fic im writing now i have to shift to something more plot focused

its really hard for obvious reasons but i also feel like i am an extremely logic driven person with a very particular worldview and all these characters are more emotionally driven than me. so i have to work very hard to not write behaviors from my pov and my decision making but from a studied understanding of the characters - which might be a good thing idk

um also idk if it needs to be said but brevity is not my strong suit, i should probably work on that

10. What is the easiest type?

Fluff, just cuddling and pillow talk baby i love that shit, also idk if i write smut well but it def goes the quickest for me

11. Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

Pages app on my icloud - I write after work some days, on my lunch break and on the train ride home. Every so often ill wake up early on a weekend and be in the mood to put on my noise canceling headphones and write for hours, but thats not super often

12. What is something you’ve been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

uhh - we’ll see. my true crime au is def one i want to write but all my ideas for the plot are just too dark rn, so well see if i can get it to lighten up a bit

13. What made you choose your username?

tagging 5 writers: @callivich @mmmichyyy @iansw0rld @energievie @metalheadmickey

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aeyunaa · 1 year

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Night shift

A short story I just randomly came up with so why not post?

Housewife!wooyoung x female reader

Pillow humping, edging, handjob.

You have been leaving your boyfriend at the house all day recently due your jobs busy schedule.

You came in late today and got scolded by your manager because your boyfriend wouldn’t let you leave the house earlier he held onto your waist on your way out the door saying “baby, don’t leave your always gone now and I miss you..” his guilt tripping almost got the best of you.

Focus y/n. “babe let go im already 10 minutes later my boss is gonna kill me when I get home I’ll spend all my time with you, okay?”

He hesitates but eventually let’s go of your waist and frowns before sulking away. A wave of guilt washed over you as you walked out the door.

Wooyoung’s pov

Y/n’s gone again…I inhaled deeply before walking to the kitchen sink and running hot water so I could wash dishes. As I was running the water I opened my phone scrolling through twitter looking for something to do in the meantime..

45 minutes later

I look at the time “it’s barley even 8:45? It’s only been 45 minutes but it’s felt longer than that…”

Y/n’s pov

I’m sure wooyoung was probably bored out of his mind right now because of how much he was texting me.

Wooyoung: y/n, did you make it to work okay? - 8:15

Y/n: yep! - 8:16

Wooyoung: I cleaned up a bit- 8:20

Wooyoung: I really miss you- 8:20

Wooyoung: can you call?- 8:23

Y/n: babe we’re pretty busy rn- 8:25

Wooyoung: have you eaten lunch?-12:09

Y/n: *sends attachment

Yep fried egg Noodles and baechu kimchi!- 12:20

Y/n: make sure you eat as well! Fighting!- 12:21

Wooyoung: fighting!-12:22

I sat on the bed looking down at the porn link I had open on my phone “y/n gets off in about two and a half hours…but” I threw my phone on the bed somewhere eyeing the bulge in my sweats “fuckkkk…I can’t wait two fucking hours” I slide one of my hands into my sweats using the other to support me. I slowly run my hand up and down the girth of my cock nearly shivering each time I quickly tug my sweats down gradually growing more desperate each second. Fuck I wish y/n was here, I miss the feeling of her around me the thought of it could make me come right then. But I held it as if my cock wasn’t sensitive enough. I look around and grab the closest thing to me a pillow I lay down on my stomach placing both hands onto the sheets as i straddled the pillow I had folded in half thrusting between both sides.

Y/n’s pov

my boss released me early because I told him I had an emergency issue it was a lie but I had thought about what wooyoung had said I did need to spend more time with him. When I had gotten home everything was neat and organized but there was no wooyoung I walked down the hallway and that’s when I heard it, whimpers? Moans? I slowly pushed the bedroom door open and saw wooyoung his face was flushed red he had sweat falling off his forehead I could see his cock head peeking between the pillow he was holding and I blushed he looked up at me after a few seconds and smirked. “Oh? I didn’t know you got off early.”

I walk in the bedroom sitting beside him “and I didn’t know you were acting off of desperation while I was gone.” He sat up I could see his cock rested against his stomach god he looked delicious. “Now that you’re here you can help me…” his voice had dropped suddenly it was hot

“with pleasure, I’ll consider this…my night shift..”

#wooyoung #kpop smut #ateez smut #wooyoung smut #wooyoung scenarios #ateez fluff #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #wooyoung ateez #smutttt

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sunwarmed-ash · 3 months

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WIP Wednesday

Hi frrrrrrrrriends

So im super sick and we're about to get hit with a big snow storm. I'm hoping to have something for Sunday, but if not, due to power outtage/more illness, have some WIP Wednesday!

Remember when I said love me or hate me I just dont care was gonna be a one-shot? HA! I have written an additional 3k of plot already.....

When Billy gets home after a 12 hour shift, he gets rewarded with Susan and Max screaming at each other over something surely not worth the effort. He just wants to scream. Or break something. Instead he walks up three houses and hopes Munson's home.

A few hits in his friends mutual acquaintance's company helps. Eddie is rolling a second joint while Billy lights up a cigarette.

“So are you really not gonna tell me what happened?”

“With what?” Billy asks, though he's too tired to pass for aloof.

“‘With what’ with Steve!”

“I thought I told you to drop that,” Billy scowls.

“Yeah well, I tried. But he wouldn’t tell me either.”

“So maybe you should mind your own fucking buisness.”

“Please? I’ll suck you off?”

Billy scoffs.

“Now you’re extorting me?”

“I know you’ll like it,” Eddie winks and Billy has to consciously will down his dick from getting too excited.

“That’s not the point.”

“Please! Come on, the suspense is killing me! Watching the two of you dance around each other for a year has been agonizing!”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You mean other than your not subtle obsession with him?”

“Fuck off.”

“No. Tell me.”

And really, Billy’s patience can't take any more Munson.

Billy takes the joint out of Eddie’s fingers and replaces it with his lit cigarette. He lights the stolen joint and takes two hits before he finally answers.

“Do you remember last Halloween? Well, after. When he came back looking all fucked up?”

“Yeah, he said some drunk asshole ran a stop sign and hit him head-on.”

Billy was surprised to hear that there was a crafted alibi for the night. There was no reason for Steve to protect Billy. So why did he?

“Yeah, well that’s bullshit.”

“What do you mean?” Eddie asks.

“It was me.” Billy admits, and it still makes him viscerally sick to think about.

“You were the drunk driver?”

“No, no! Max, snuck out to be with Sinclair, I- I got into it with my dad. I found her at Joyce’s and he lied to me about it!” Billy’s sputtering out all of the facts, but disjointed and out of context like this, it didn't make much sense. “I was pissed. And took it out on Steve. I hurt him, bad.”

“And that’s why you let him beat your face in at Hill’s party,” Eddie says, finishing the connecting dots.

“Yeah… seemed only fair. Though I think he pulled his punches.”

“Course he did,” Eddie shrugs, “Steve’s a good guy.”

“Unlike me,” Billy finishes, mood immediately soured.

“Hey, whoa, I didn't say that,” Munson objects, but Billy has heard enough to suit his self doubt. He tosses the roach into the ashtray before standing and leaving the trailer without another word.

#billy hargrove #eddie munson #steve harrington #steddiegrove #stranger things #love me or hate me i just dont care #find me on ao3 #links in pinned #sunwarmed ash #i post new stuff every sunday #sinful sunday

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floralhuqzz · 1 year

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𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 (fem! reader x Kai Anderson)

(english is not my first language) <3

WARNINGS: stalker kai

PART 1

I woke up by the sound of my alarm, it was currently 7AM it was time to go to work. I work in a small coffe, shop just about 10 mins from my house.

I got up and checked my phone, nothing. No messages. Nothing. As i expected. I am not really a sociable person, i dont have that many friends, neither i have a partner. I got up from bed and went to the bathroom to do my usual skin care routine. I finished and went straight into the kitchen when my cat Milo started meowing, like he was asking me to give him his morning breakfast. I chuckled and went to the fridge and grab some wet cat food for him and pour it on his little plate. When i finished with Milo i started to make myself some breakfast as well, I have one hour until my work starts so I have to be quick. I made myself some toast, fried eggs and coffee and sat down while i was reading my favorite book. When i finish i went to brush my teeth and get ready, not forgetting to do my makeup.

I said goodbye to Milo with a little kiss on his head and i head and took some more coffee with me (im a big coffee lover) I took my keys, my bag and everything i needed for my 5 hour time job. I got out and start walking towards my car while i was too busy scrolling through my phone when i accidentaly bump into someone

“shit!-” i say after i notice i dropped my coffee on the floor

I looked up just to see a tall blue haired guy with coffee all over his jacket

“OMG IM- IM SO SO SORRY” I said still looking at his now jacket covered in coffee

“oh haha, its okay no worries, its just coffee after all, i can just wash this off” he said looking at his jacket and looking back at me

“are you sure?” I said worried and embarrased

“totally fine haha.. and sorry for you coffee” he said now looking at my cup on the floor

“oh the coffee is nothing” I said picking up the cup from the floor

“I would pay you off somehow but im already getting late to work uhh” I said slightly chuckling

“oh its totally fine, I was heading home right now anyways so dont worry”

I must say he is pretty good looking, even with his dirty long blue hair and his jacket now covered with coffee. I feel like ive seen him somewhere but i dont know where...

“Well then see ya around?” i said smiling and waving at him as i walk away

“see you around y/n” he said looking at me with a smirk on his face as he heads home

i suddenly stopped “how does he know my name?....” i thought to myself while seeing him walk away in the distance.

I head to work and start my shift. The only thing on my mind was that blue haired guy. Does he know me?. Do I know him?. I Certainly dont but, i feel like ive seen him somewhere but.. where?....

“miss.. miss?”

I didnt notice that i was completely zoomed out while a costumer was talking to me

“oh! um- so sorry, that would be 3$ please” i said smiling and a little embarrased

I finished my work around 12 and headed to the supermarket for some groceries. I got inside and starting to look my grocerie list when i bump into someone.. “AGAIN? why is this happening to me” i thought to myself

“oh its you again” a mans voice spoke

“I look up just to see.. “HIM AGAIN? please god kill me” i thought

It was the blue haired guy?! AGAIN? what is he doing here? is he stalking me or something??

“oh hi, omg i dont know whats wrong with me today im sorry” i laughed awkwardly.

“its completely fine, and hey, my jacket its not cover with coffee anymore” he said chuckling

“uff im glad, sorry for that again” i said in relieve

“getting some groceries huh?” he asked

“yeah umm... my cat... my cat has no food and i have to buy him some” i said slightly smiling

“ ohh, Milo? was it?” he asked looking at me dead in the eyes

“how does he know my cats name?... okey this is fucking weird” i thought to myself

“how... how do you know Milo?” i asked kinda creeped out

“oh, im your new neighbour, i moved next to you like what?, 3 weeks ago? and you know, i asked about you around town and they told me you have a cat named Milo thats all” he said crossing his arms

my new neighbour? how tf i didnt know about this? i know now why his face sounded familiar.

“oh- omg, i didnt know im sorry” i laughed

“its fine dont worry”

we stayed there looking at eachother with nothing to say.

“so are you going to ask for my number or are just gonna stand there?” he said smirking

“w-what?” i asked slightly blushing at the question. i did wanted his phone number tho, im glad he was the one who asked

“yeah sure hah” i said unlocking my phone

“here you have it” he gave me a piece of paper

“see you soon y/n” he winked at me and walked a way

i stood there in complete shock of what just happened. I decided to look at the the paper he just gave me just to find something he written “see you at my house at 9 today? call me xxx

“wait i didnt catch your name” i said when he turn his head around

“Kai Anderson”

#kaianderson #americanhorrorstory #kaianderson x reader #kai anderson #evan peters #evan peters x reader #fluff

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kyyuri · 2 years

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to be or not ! -yang jungwon

special chap ! the fund raiser (smau + written)

★彡 synopsis: what happens when y/n, who is hopelessly pinning over her best friend, jungwon- gets betrayed by not one, but both of them ?! and what happens when jungwon falls for her despite all odds ?

a/n: GOSH IT FEELS GREAT TO BE BACK! sorry for the prolonged hiatus,, i had a lot of major exams this year and it was really tough >< but theyve finally ended so i will be updating more frequently! please continue to support this smau as always <3 (ps. 2 more chapters and this series ends officially 😭😭 might do spin offs if you guys want !)

word count: 694

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after days and dayyyyssss of hard work, jungwon had finally managed to pull off the perfect cake using the perfect recipe. jumping in joy, he slowly put the cake into the refrigerator. only 12 more hours till the eventful day he had planned. his heart was beating really fast. what if you said no ? what if you grew to resent him instead ? holding the keychain you returned him in his hands, he prayed to god. “please please please dont let me screw the only good thing in my life up again.”

[d-day]

as expected, the hallway was jam packed with students, turning round each corner ready to try all the booths out. “jay oppa, hows all the funds so far ? “ you asked, packing another box of cookies for the students. “its going great, apart from the fact sunghoon is too busy taking fan pictures to even lend a hand. on the bright side, his face itself earned us $150 so far.” you chuckled “thats good to hear.” handing the box to the male student infront of you, you smiled, “ have a great day ! feel free to come back for more !” upon noticing his hesitance to leave, you were quick to question why. “can… CAN I GET YOUR PHONE NUMBER ?” he shouted at the top of his lungs, making the both of you flustered. you were too shocked to even speak. “um…um..” just then you felt someone hugging you from behind. “ynnnnnnnn~ its lonely here… come back quick please ..?” jungwon whined. the guy from before instantly took the hint that you were off limits once jungwon sent a glare his way. you giggled “okay wonie. lets go. “ jungwon just couldnt wait for the lunch shift to be over. “ill take over from here.” heeseung said giving a wink to jungwon. it was the signal. the signal to for ynwon final project. “thanks hyung !” and with that jungwon dragged you out of that class, bringing you to the school rooftop.

“wonie why are we heading for the rooftop ? what about the bake sale ? its not over yet. “ “i know that but i wanna show you something.” as the door to the rooftop swung open, your jaws dropped. “wonie.. whats this ?” he smiled. “i prepared this for you ! oh and also this cake ! heeseung hyung taught me how to bake a while back.” he scratched the back of his head sheepishly “ a small smile creeped up on your face. “ thank you wonie. for everything. all the thoughts and effort you put into this. “ but when you turned from the view to face jungwon, all you see is a nervous boy. “won..ie ?” “i- i have something to say ! please let me finish everything before you speak. i- i- i have a crush on you and i didnt realised that i did i thought it was all normal and it took me a dating yujin to figure out that my feelings for her were ones of friendliness and my feelings for you are ones that can blossom into something more. i know i gave you a really hard time recently because of everything that went down and im really sorry for that and i understand if yo-you dont like me back anymore ! its really ok if you don-“ before he could finish his rambling, you leaned in and gave him a little peck on his cheeks. “wonie, i get it. you dont have to be sorry anymore. and besides, i like you back so isnt this a win for us ?” he looked at you absolutely stunned. “really ? you do ?” you nodded. he squeezed you into a tight hug “ im never going to let anyone take you away from me !!”

“sweet ! im getting my robux !” niki cheered softly from behind the door to the rooftop, earning himself a nice slap on the back from sunoo. “shh ! let the new couple enjoy their time together. i cant believe it took jungwon so many years to acknowledge his TRUE feelings.”

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boyinafandom · 3 months

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YOU

Part 1

Song of this installment

Yes I’m bringing this 2020 banger back SHHHH

This is technically an au

In this au there are:

•Toby, still has Tourette's, although barely mentioned when in his pov because he's used to it and tunes it out now

•he still has his canon mental illnesses don’t worry

•he has no cheek scar-he has a lot of freckles though, that he covered in the first story with makeup, because it’s an easy thing to identify him with.

•his family isn’t dead, he’s just fucking crazy or sum idk (this is subject to change though? When i find lore, because in most cases psychopathy is made from child abuse-although it is believed that it may be genetically passed so…)

•reader is trans ftm (read part one for like context in there transition) not apart of the au but im TIRED AND SICK OF THE STRAIGHT FEMALE Y/N WE NEED MORE TRANS REP

TRIGGER WARNINGS

•kidnapping

•implied that someone (and everyone) Y/N knows and works with is now dead

• torture

•manipulation

•MOMMM TOBYS BEING A MINDLESS HEARTLESS CRAZED FREAK AGAIN

Summary

It’s been about a three years since the whole “clock em over the the head and tie him up in your basement” incident, you thought it was over.

You were sorely mistaken.

______________________

Y/N’S pov

I changed jobs, moved away,changed my name for the 6th time in my life time(while only being 27). Started over. AGAIN. Because I’m incapable of keeping the creeps away.

I don’t know why I didn’t kill him like I did the others.

You know, usually, when the restraining order doesn’t work, instead of telling the police, you take matters into your own hands,but he’s slippery, more then I thought, he got away, how could I have let this happen, now look at me?

Locked in a basement, and cold, uncomfortably dry basement, waiting for who I can only assume to be the man I thought I so blissfully got away from (and almost managed to kill) a few years back.

And now that I say all this. You must be deeply confused, so allow me to explain.

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September 4th 2024

12:34 AM

It’s freezing, and my makeup is starting to come off, thankfully I brought my mask. Why is this place still going on this late anyway? I mean, I get wanting a good midnight scare, (I work as a scare acter now) but it’s a freezing September night, the only people who are showing up are drunk…and..shit..someone is coming, ok- got to get into position

I borrow myself into the corn field..and wait

…

AND SUDDENLY I LEAP OUT AT THEM WITH A SCREAM

Dowsing them in fake blood and landing on top of them…I was not meant to land on them…shit..

I hear an audible groan

“Oh shit I’m sorry man! That was not meant to happen-“

“Naw man it’s fine-“

He sounds vaguely familiar,but who doesn’t,right?

I get off him, and he starts to get up

Shit I wasn’t supposed to break character, I then feel my alarm go off in my pocket..

My shift ended?? Then what is this guy doing here?

He smiles at me a wide..sharp toothed smile..

“What’s the alarm for?”

“My shift ended, it’s close time. What are you doing this far out?if I may ask?”

“You may, and I got here about an hour ago. I made it this far out because I…don’t actually know..?”

He does a full 360* turn and looks heavily confused, like he knew what he signed up for, but doesn’t know how he got where he is now.

“You uh..want me to walk you back?”

His neck jerks and he says a fast yes, clicking his tongue and stuttering

“You uh..good?”

Either he’s a tweaker he has tics, please god don’t be a fucking tweaker.

“So..why’d you come out this late?”

I say, since he completely ignored my question

“Hm..? Oh uh-? Just felt bored”

His hand jerks

It’s hard to see in the heavy lack of light. If it wasn’t for the moon shining over us, I wouldn’t even be able to tell if he was a man or woman,but…he reeks of copper..

Copper..

“So..you work here? Or do you volunteer??”

He asks

“I uh…work here..also sorry, this walk will take a minute, this is the end of the scare trail after all”

I say with a chuckle

He looks at me

“What’s funny?”

“Hm?”

“You laughed, so what’s funny?”

I start to feel a prickle up my spine at the sudden change in demeanor,cold running up and down my body.

“Oh um..nothing sorry, just trying to break the tension that’s all..”

___

At some point after light conversation we end up back on the well lit trail…and then I see his face. He’s covered in freckles, and fake blood and he has a..large scar on his eyebrow..

Odd

I cut rogers when I tried to get rid of him for good

Whatever

We keep waking and then I smell something, it reeks of copper and cigarette smoke, Jaden usually smelled like cigarette smoke..

It starts to click

I walk over to the source of the smell..

Then I see it, this blobbed red thing..

“Hey uh..I realized i never got your name”

The guy says

“Where did you get that scar..?”

I say without turning around, peering into the ditch trying to see if my suspicions were correct

“You.”

And then then I feel him, his hands on my face. a wet rag over my mouth and nose, I try to hold my breath and fight but I quickly start to lose air..and then I breath it in..and lose consciousness…

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And that kids,is how I got locked in this creeps basement…

Fuck I hope Charles ok…

Shh..I can hear movement upstairs

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TOBY’S POV

This is GREAT. I finally get to see you again-mostly because you were to dumb to recognize me, shame really, I thought you loved me tiger.

We’re in love! So how did you not recognize me????it’s fine I suppose, I already killed the bitch you replaced me with. I mean seriously??? A bleach blonde twink??? I am so much better than him.

Much

Better.

As I make my way down stares,to you,I kind of realize-that you,mhm you tiger-probably don’t recognize me. It’s a shame, you didn’t see to recognize me when we saw each other again.

I hope you didn’t forget about me.

I slowly creak the entrance to you’re sell (that I made just for you! By HAND, because I truly care about your comfort) and there you are, immediately on alert, jerking about in your seat, thrashing about.

“Your only gonna make it tighter,tiger, I’ll untie you soon, you just have to stop struggling and relax”

You stop,surprisingly, and try to find the source of my voice.

“MFGHH!! MFH MOH”

You bark at me, to bad your mouth is gagged, I’d love to hear what you have to say.

“Hm? What was that?”

I mutter with a smirk, walking over to my table, and picking up my flaying knife

You hear the metal clink, I hear the scared whine you make.

“You’re about to be in a lot of pain tiger. Too bad you deserve it.”

You start to cry. But you didn’t comfort me when I cried…because you weren’t there.

“Stop crying, it’s gonna get a lot worse,Y/N.”

I pull the cloth out of your mouth, and you immediately go silent, like a whine or even scream is born and killed in your throat, maybe you think your silence with get you off easy, but it won’t. So don’t bother.

“Don’t bother struggling.”

I stab into your top of you’re left thigh, bluntly and brutally, and you cry harder, screaming so loud your voice breaks.

“Mhm. Let me hear you pretty boy.”

I pull it a little farther out and watch the blood gush out of your thigh, you’re screaming and crying, not begging though.

“It doesn’t matter how loud you scream, no one can hear you, this place is sound proofed.”

You stop screaming, and then huff something out, it’s so quiet I can almost barely hear it like it’s taking up all of your strength.

“Yknow…you’re a pretty good actor….”

I can’t help but not laugh, I mean complementing me? Really? That’s not gonna get you out of this.

“Why are you laughing? What’s funny?”

You mutter

I quirked an eyebrow

“Oh nothing…”

I rake the blade into your thigh one more time, this time you only jerk your spine in response.

Now I’m never letting you go.

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I KNOW I SAID I WOULDNT MAKE A PART TWO BUT HERE IT IS. Eat up smucks:3

Also sorry that I’ve haven’t post a fic of any kind in like a month in a half, life likes to rake its nails down my back while licking my ear lobe lol

#creepypasta #ticci toby #stalker ticci toby #ticci Toby fanfic #we love a trans y/n :3 #dead dove do not eat #Spotify

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yanderenoami · 1 year

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The Watchers / under work

This is my first Yandere fic i hope its good.

In this fic reader looks aren’t describe

Reader sexuality isn't said but they have an interest in men and women

the watchers are a man and woman

Gn!reader

ps: i made the college up and reader is in college and there may be misspelled words please let me know also im gonna edit this tommorow

Credits to @personalsafetavern for the idea

Summary: You're just so perfect they couldn't stop watching

word count: 937

rating: sfw

keys: purple = female yandere, green = male yandere, Orange = reader “ = talking out loud, and ‘ = Thought

They watched as Y/N stared at their computer for the past couple of hours playing their stupid game.

The male let out a sharp sigh of disappointment then opened his mouth to speak "They're going to mess up their eyes staring at their screen, wasting their time on that stupid game of theirs."

The female let out a sigh also and wrapped her arms around the man she started to speak " I know but it's what makes them happy my love, And I find it quite adorable compared to what they were hyper-fixated on last week" she placed a soft kiss on his template.

He placed a kiss on her hand and smiled And thought for a second before he spoke again "well I loved last week's main topic at least then they were more active"

she let go of him and let out a stifled laugh while sitting up straight "Of course you would we can talk more about it later. Im gonna start dinner it's my night anyway." she said as she walked away.

As she walked away Y/N finished for today and went to the bathroom to do their nightly routine.

The Male watching took this as a time to get up and stretch and started to head to the kitchen while setting a 45-minute timer he thought back to when they had first met it was a pure chance. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Y/N worked at a cafe it was a fast day given it was Saturday but they didn't mind they loved their job.

They loved the food, The drinks, and The work uniform surprisingly they could go on but there were too many things to list.

They were getting the pastries out of the oven when their coworker decided to quit they were the only 2 on the shift that day.

Y/N watch them take off their stuff, clock out, and leave. They looked at the line and counted at least 15 inside and 12 in the drive-through.

Y/N took a deep breath and put on their headset while bagging someone's food. "Hi I would like to warn you I'm the only one here today what can a get you." the customer finished their order "Alright that would be $9.37 please pull to the next window." they sigh and thought 'this is gonna be hard.'

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The male looked at the woman dumbfounded and said " This is the wrong way let me drive."

The woman rolled her eyes and put her attention on the road again " No, and it's not I know what I'm doing" she let out with an annoyed huff something caught her eye "'we're going to that cafe." she said and pulled over

The man let out a groan and said " No we're already late we don't need to waste any-." he was interrupted by the car door slamming shut he noticed the car keys were gone and he watched the female walk around the car into the store. He inhaled a sharp breath and got out of the car locking it on the way.

He found his wife and went up to her the line wasn't long thankfully 6 people excluding them. He looked at his wife's face and saw she was starstruck "what" he said already annoyed they were late

She hit his arm and pointed he looked and he then knew why she looked that way.

They were gorgeous their skin, their body type, and their hair was captivating

He looked at his wife and she looked at him. They both shared a knowing look. They both knew they had to have them. No not have NEEDED them. They were last and quietly hatched a plan together. Finally, they were up and the last people in there.

“Hi what can I get you both" the beauty said

The male ordered "Hi can I get 2 cake pops one coffee and the other vanilla one Carmel farp large one and one large mocha tea with sugar cookie and one churro cheesecake median"

The barista smiled and finished their order "All good choices and I just put the pastries in the oven so that should take no more than 3 minutes, the drinks should take 7 minutes and your total is $16.45 are you paying with cash, card, with your phone"

The woman spoke up " we'll pay with cash hey I noticed your uni pin what college do you go to" she passed them the money

They smiled " Oh I go to Semi university," they said while making their drinks

She smiled " Oh that's great I heard that's a really good college in this area" she remembered the name pin you wore " So your name is Y/N I read your badged it's a beautiful name"

She couldn't see them but heard the smile in their voice " Thank you"

The two continued to talk and the couple left after their order was finished. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He smiled at the memory who knew that so little information could had help his wife with everything about you? He had finally sat down at the dinner table after setting it His timer went off at he turned the dining room tv on to only be met with you fully dressed after getting out of the shower and doing your skincare his wife sat down shortly after you finished, You had just started to warm up your leftovers. Once it was done and you sat down to eat they started to eat soon they started talking about you. They both thought the same thing.

'I LOVE THEM'

#yandere x reader #yandere #yandere oc #yandere imagine #yandere concept #yandere male #yandere female #darling reader

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manicpixieautism · 2 years

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okay so ive been meaning to make a post about this for a while but guess what im nd and theres always Stuff To Do but now were here

i noticed that people dont seem to know about the concept of active rest? like dont get me wrong im sure lots of people know but like i dont really see people talk about it or practice it much

gonna be a little geeky and go into a little part of my studies, but theres this thing called Maslow's hierarchy of needs, its almost like the food pyramid we all know and love but for, well, Needs

i could go into each section more deeply honestly, but the one i wanna talk about is the very bottom section, the physiological needs, that includes food, water etc. and rest, which i what i wanted to go in more depth about

most people when they hear the word rest usually think of sleep, or lounging around on a couch, something like that

those would be passive rest! yeah shocker, theres two kinds of rest, as i previously mentioned active, and passive

passive is pretty much as it sounds, just sleeping or passively laying around

now active is a bit more complicated as theres also subsections to that, theres physical, mental, social and spiritual rest

i wont go much into spiritual rest as its not really my thing thus i cant say much about but for the others, activities such as reading, crocheting, even hiking can be active rest! and thats what i dont see a lot of people talk about

the idea of writing this post actually came to me due to being a part time spoonie and ill try to explain how that connects in my head in just a second, but first a quick overview of what a spoonie is

a spoonie is someone who due to disability, measures their energy for the day in spoons, certain tasks take up certain amounts of spoons and once they run out of spoons it can be excruciating to try and do more stuff

as i said, very quick overview, but should be enough for my explanation

getting to my point, some things dont take up any spoons because theyre actually resting activities! from a personal example, last month, i had basically 12 hour shifts due to transportations, so you can guess i was So out of spoons all the time, but i still crocheted everyday and it didnt take any more energy, because for me it was an active rest!

okay this was long as fuck but what i was trying to say, dont think that when someone cancels on you due to lack of energy but emds up doing something else that its against you or that theyre just rude or something like that, activities Can be rest and uh yeah thats it i think

#i have no idea if that made sense #i think it might feel like mansplaining now that i think about #im just autistic and infodumping yall im sorry😭#sasa talks #long post

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pjinthestreets · 2 years

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Loved the Daniil take, and I am late to bingo, but your guy Rubin?

look out anon i will go on a rampage at the mention of my husbands name

his look in p1. help me lord why is he so huge. all that leather. i want him to carry ME in a handbag. p2 design is great for other reasons. the way his clothes are more like those worn by the kin and his soleless booties.. tell us about your service to isidor rubin. why were u sleeping on the floor and going out almost-barefoot rubin. why were you living like a novice while the real heroes of the story let you do their dirty work rubin. why dont you talk about that scar on your head that everyone can see with your shaved head. rubin.

wasted potential both as a healer who is like indispensable to all three routes (ok ok not so much in p1 haruspex but p2 exists so im counting it) but also wasted potential as in like stanislav the character in the story. i just think if things had been different. i just think that. he should have had more screentime.

that being said i WOULD be afraid of him. he is not very nice and although i dont think hed go out of his way to harm anyone unnecessarily hes just one of those guys who like sleeps two hours a night, does the work of three guys, studies while doing calisthenics, and never catches a cold or complains. and he DOES see an issue with other people not living that way, and not-totally-secretly thinks hes better than people who Arent Trying. hes that nurse whos going to night school after their 12 hour ER shift and is annoyed that People Dont Want To Work Anymore.

i have to say it and now that were three paragraphs into a meme like ten people will see i feel safe to let it out. i really enjoy the uncomfortable and ugly place rubin occupies between the kin and the town in p2. i think being trained by a leader of the kin and working and living alongside but never part of the kin, and striving unsparingly for isidor's sake (*or what rubin interprets as being 'for isidor'), and resentfully longing for a Place that acknowledges and utilizes his talents MIGHT create some. lets say complex feelings. i think it suits his character and arc and like. doomed-to-fail fate that he says the things he does to artemiy at their reunion in p2. i dont begrudge people who found that choice disturbing or unnecessary but i think it works really well with the Town this version of artemiy returns to, both the choice to make them childhood friends and rivals and to have rubin lash out specifically in racialized terms as a way to help set up the world and artemiy's place in it. this will turn into a whole Thing if i dont stop myself but i just had to say. i know Rubin Racism, i do think its that deep, but we will be here all day.

that being said. all of that being said. i like him a lot and i woobify him a lot in fic and it is a real shame and i also do not care at all. hes a huge idiot with anger issues and RSD and if he talks about his feelings even one time he will enlist in the military and die about it. i want to get him pregnant.

#do not ask because i will elaborate further and no one wants that.#pathologic #my guy rubin #meme tag #thanks for asking me about my blorbo anon i love you

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a-shared-experience · 6 months

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It’s said that in life there are no coincidences. What is a coincidence? The dictionary will usually define it as two or more events coming together in a surprising, unexpected way without an obvious causal explanation. Regardless if one is more scientifically minded or more spiritual it does seem strange the way things work out sometimes.

In the morning I drag myself to the office and pop some Advil to try and crush my headache and body aches. The RN im paired with tells me she’s exhausted and jokingly says she’s not sure she’s ready to handle a shift with me. The ongoing office joke is that I attract chaos. I scoff back. I tell her I hope to see the boy with the anchor tattoo and show her a photo of his atrocious wound from an encampment fire. “Oh my god that’s horrible” she says as she cringes. I pack extra wound care just in case . We are meant to be a team of three and after waiting 25 minutes for the girl to show I step out to call her. I’m team lead this weekend and she’s slept through her alarm. After a quick chat I take her off the schedule and we head out. At our first station we do a bunch of wellness checks and leave snacks beside the sleeping bodies. If I see the chest rise I don’t wake them because sleep deprivation is so insanely harmful on the human body- a thing I know all too well. The houseless community rarely has opportunity to sleep even if they make it into the shelters because inside those establishments are many severely mentally ill people with a high degree of trauma.

We find out that all of the inner city lrt stations are closed for some reason and experiencing delays between stops north and south. I nearly always start my day off at the Nait campus and work backwards but the schedule is totally messed up and forcing us to go to Churchill. The cops are on scene kicking everyone out and there’s an altercation so I dip into one of the stairwells and find the boy with the anchor tattoo. He smiles when he sees me and I can’t help but notice how clammy and grey his skin is.. Do you need wound care ? I ask. Yeah… badly , he replies.

“ bro have you been taking your antibiotics “

Nah I got rinsed

When?

When I saw you last.

“I saw you over a week ago because I’ve been home sick with the flu. “I say in horror.

He takes off his work boot and I smell infection. As he lifts his pant leg he reveals bandages that are completely soiled.

“ when did you have that last changed” the nurse asks him and he tells her when he saw me last.

“ oh my gosh ok , let’s do this” she has to soak the bandages which are half embedded in the wound. The wound being about 11 inches long, 5 inches wide and severely infected.

I put on a medical mask to try and hide that I’m about to throw up. Wooossssh. It’s so bad.

“ can I call ems for you bro, you need antibiotics it’s really serious and I care about you”.

He shakes his head no. they will just treat him like absolute garbage and kick him out the second he goes outside to get high. It’s not easy to convince a person addicted to opioids and speed to go into withdrawal especially with such a painful injury and for possibly a 12-20 hour ER wait to see a doctor.

His friend hands him some shards and they fall onto the floor. I pick them up and throw them in a dime bag and hand them back.

“ look at me bro, if I find you a doctor to get a script will you go”

“ yea I don’t feel good”.

While the nurse is cleaning and bandaging his leg I start calling around to try and find a doctor. It’s not easy because we are in a stairwell with a schizophrenic girl who is screaming at us in psychosis , only stopping to light her bat. Peace officers come to kick everyone out and I yell back that I’m doing wound care. They give me attitude and I flash my badge. “ oh sorry mam” one of them mutters. I glare a little and turn back to the boy. “ I secretly love the power trip when it comes to cops, not gonna lie” . he laughs.

“ you could be like me bro, smoke dope and be a shithead for most of your life and then get into medicine and boss them around. It’s not a bad flex if you hate authority”.

He’s wincing in pain which is pretty bad considering he’s already on one of the strongest opioids on the market.

“Boyle McCauley Health Centre, how can I help you?”

I end up ordering an Uber to come get us and help my street pal into the back seat. We go together to the health centre where I get him checked in and give him a new bag full of stuff since everything I gave him last time got stolen.

When he’s next in line to see the doctor he turns to me and says , “ thank you. I love you ya know”

“ I love ya too fucker , I’m going out east, promise you’ll trust my team ok, they will help you. “

“ are you coming back” “ of course dude but please , you gotta keep your antibiotics in your pocket not your bag, you gotta come to the burn clinic every day, not once a week. “

He hugs me and I hug him back. I care about him , no one else does out here. On our way out the nurse at the clinic asks us to do a wellness check across the street and I end up bringing the guy back to see the doctor for frostbite.

We walk back to the station and I see some old faces from the drop in centre that closed down. “ it’s so good to see your face” the old man says while extending his arm from the walker handle to fist bump me. It’s adorable and the security guards smile like children. I think we teach a lot of people how to be kind.

I get cleaned out of narcan and snacks so we have to go back for a restock and since it’s cold and windy I decide to take the pedways through the mall, epcor tower and Roger’s arena. The nurse says she’s never even been through this area and oddly enough we open the door to find a man face planting the floor grates. We throw the monitor on and his oxygen is in the 70’s. Security guards approach us and ask if we need Ems. No not yet, I have a registered nurse. I load the 3 doses and we go through the motions. When he wakes up he gets up immediately and asks where his backpack is.. sorry dude… someone stole it.

Restock and we have to take city buses to the southside since the trains are down. It’s a quiet little break from the chaos for a minute. We arrive at u of a and there’s a fight on the platform. We observe and I tell the nurse we are getting on the train with the girl who just got punched in the face even though we haven’t cleared the station. She’s agitated and with a man so we sit a few seats away. Everything seems fine until it isn’t. I was daydreaming and looking out the window when he jumped up in a panic and yells, “ where is the fucking emergency button”.

I jump up and ask what’s wrong and I see his girl unconscious. Oxygen is tanking so I load the first shot and inject into the left thigh. The nurse and man move her onto the floor in laying position. Second shot, right thigh. “ heart rate is too high, call Ems” the nurse says to me.

The train has halted and the driver steps into our car and asks whats happening.

911 what’s your emergency.

I need an ambulance to McKernon Belgravia platform. I’m on the lrt southbound with a female not responsive to physical or verbal stimuli, not responsive to light with pinpoint pupils and deviated right eye. I’ve administered 2 shots intramuscular narcan 0.4 mg.

I am trying to hold my phone and load the third shot but I drop the needle and have to rip open a new syringe. It’s nerve wracking having a train full of commuters staring at you in horror. I can’t help but notice the small children looking at us and want to yell at their parents for not protecting them from witnessing such a thing. There’s no time. Third shot , left arm. No response. The man is freaking out so I’m trying to calm him down, listen as the nurse reads off stats, direct peace officers to flag fire and ems and load the 4th shot.

I notice an empty 2litre bottle of vodka and instruct them to place the female in recovery position as we inject into the right arm.

We are 5 shots deep before fire gets there and do a hand off for transport to hospital.

She never wakes up. The train is emptied for medical emergency and we walk off the platform to vape and chart. Jesus…

So much for a chill day. At 5 pm I notice how shaky I am from not eating or having a break and dismiss the team for the day. “ you know I haven’t had an overdose in a month and 1 shift with you and we get two intense ones” the nurse tells me.

- diary of an outreach worker

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