not that that's going to be a thing until I do the pants and belt

Tear You Apart

Requested: No

Pairing: Roman Godfrey x Reader

Warning: Swearing, smut, tw: blood

A/N: This is my first song based work and im proud of how it turned out!! also i really recommend Hemlock Grove on Netflix!! Even if you’re not into vampires and werewolves(thats basically what its about) it still has a good plot with well developed characters!!

   Walking down the hall you caught sight of Shelly Godfrey. You grinned and said hi. She have you a soft smiled.

   "Hey.“ She typed out. You felt eyes burning into the back of your head and turned to see Roman watching you from across the hall. You waved and said goodbye the Shelly. Roman came over to his sister and gave her a quick hug.

   "I’ll be back.” He said digging in his pocket.

   "Where are you going?“ She asked.

   "For a smoke. See you later.”

And you leave to have a cigarette, your knees get weak
An escape is just a nod and a casual wave
Obsessed about it, heavy for the next two days

   You walked down the path watching as the burnt orange and fiery red leaves fell silently to the ground. The faint sounds of a soccer coah yelling to his team mingled with the sound of the leaves crunching beneath you. You held onto your backpack straps tightly as you looked around at the quaint houses and yards. You like Hemlock Grove because of this. Everyone and everything here is peaceful. You continued to walk until you came to the opening of the alleyway you usually go through to get home. You felt your heart fall when you noticed the squeaky clean Jaguar XK150 parked to the side. You looked down the street to your left, wondering if the extra two miles were worth it.

   "Nope.“ You said sighing and taking a deep breath. You began walking forward and clenched your teeth when you heard the moaning coming from within the car.

   "Oh god Roman!” The girl screamed. You the closer you got the more you could hear. As you passed by you heard a horrible tearing sound as the bottom of your backpack ripped and everything fell to the floor. You groaned in frustration both at that and the fact that while you gathered your things you’d have to listen to them. You bent down and began picking up your things when their moans died down and girl stumbled out of the car with some cash in her hand and her shirt halfway on. She looked at you and scoffed.

   "We’re you listening to us? Freak.“ She said fixing her clothes. You looked over and made direct eye contact.

   "You’re going to walk away. Now.” You said looking back at your stuff. You watched her walk away out of the corner of your eye and quickly looked down where you heard the drivers door open and close.

   "Y/N?“ You heard Roman ask. You looked over to see him place a cigarette in his mouth and put on his shirt. His gaze flickered to your upper lip back up as he approached you. You whipped under your nose and pulled away your hand to see blood. He found himself looking at you often. Since you’d met, your beauty and fiesty personality had caught his eye. He didn’t want to call it a crush, but he knew thats what it was.

It’s only just a crush, it’ll go away
It’s just like all the others it’ll go away
Or maybe this is danger and he just don’t know
You pray it all away but it continues to grow

   You sighed. Not enough practice. Using your abilities was new to you. Being an Upir seemed more difficult than it was worth. You stood up.

   "Got any napkins or something?” You asked avoiding his predatory gaze.

   "Yeah. In the glove box.“ He said watching you as you got in the passenger seat and opened the glove box. You looked in the side mirror and began whipping away the blood. You were surprised Roman wasn’t alarmed. Even if he didn’t know he was Upir, it should raise a red flag that someone had similar issues. The driver door opened and Roman put your things in the small back area. You looked over at him in confusion.

   "What are you doing?” You asked throwing the tissues on the ground.

   "Taking you home.“ He said closing his door.

   "Since when?” You asked reaching to get her things. He grabbed your arm and stopped you

   "You know most people would say thank you and except the ride.“ He said pushing your arm away. You crossed your arms and glared at him.

   "Well I’m not like most people.” You spat. He groaned.

   "Are you gonna get out then? Or are you gonna close the door and shut up?“ He said waiting impatiently. You rolled your eyes and closed the door.

   "Don’t ask me to get in your car and tell me to shut up Roman.” You growled. He looked over and you and chuckled.

   "You know most girls would love for me to give them a ride.“ He said. You snorted.

   "Well most girls would also get on their knees for you anywhere.” You said feeling your anger towards him bubble up. He was so arrogant. You hated that you liked him. You didn’t want to be used by him. Not like everyone else. You deserved more than that. He quirked an eyebrow.

   "And you wouldn’t?“ He said leaning in closer. You could feel his agitation flowing from him as he challenged you. You met him halfway until you were inches apart.

   "No.” You said simply. He crashed his lips to yours angerly. And much to his surprise, you didn’t pull away.

But their lips met, and reservations started to pass
Whether this was just an evening or a thing that would last
Either way he wanted her and this was bad
He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy
Now a little crush turned into a like

   You ran your hand through his hair and tugged eliciting a groan from him. As a fellow Upir you knew exact what he wanted, what he was missing from the sex he’d been having. He guided you onto his lap and moved from your lips to your neck. You planted your hands on his shoulders and threw your head back to give him better access. He gripped your hips tightly as he sucked on your neck. You could feel the hunger radiating from his touch. You grinded against the growing tent in his pants drawing out a groan from him. You felt him bite your neck, hard. You winced and smiled as you felt blood spread. Roman pulled away and looked up at you. He serched your face for a sign of distress. You looked over his blood covered mouth and grinned down at him.

   “Well don’t stop.” You teased bending down to kiss him again. You moaned at the taste of your blood on his tongue.

I want to hold you close
Skin pressed against me tight
Lie still, and close your eyes girl
So lovely, it feels so right

  You pulled away and removed your top. Romans eyes darted to the freshly exposed skin. You wached him expectantly and he got the hint. He threw off his t-shirt and began unbuckling his belt. You kicked off your pants and underwear and turned your attention back to Roman. He grabbed your hips and helped lower you onto his throbbing length. You adjusted for a second and then began bouncing. He met you half way and thrusted harshly. You cried out and he reached around  to unhook your bra and it fell to the floor. He rubbed one nipple between his fingers and used his other hand to rub your clit. You placed one hand on the window as you rode him to keep you steady. He bit his lip as he watched you and you watched as blood began to dribble down his chin. You felt something inside of you twitch and you heard your pulse pounding in your ears. You hungrily licked and suck at his neck and chin, tasting every drop. You moved back up to his lips and shuttered as your blood and his mixed. His tounge explored the inside of your mouth as his hands explored your body. He angled his hips slightly and brushed your g-spot. A moan tore from the back of your throat. You placed your hand on his shoulder and pulled away to draw a breath. He tilted his head back and you made quick work of nipping at his neck. The first taste of blood made you hungry. This taste made you starving. You couldnt help but whine as he pressed harder on your clit.

I want to hold you close
Soft breath, beating heart
As I whisper in your ear
I wanna fucking tear you apart

   “Your cunts tighter than I thought babe.” He groaned pulling your hips down and bottoming out. He held you still as you squirmed against him. He began pounding into you relentlessly and your moans became screams. Your body grew hot and you clenched around him. You came screaming his name. He shuddered and came inside of you, slowing down and riding out his orgasm. You slipped off of him and he watched as his seed spilled out of you and down your thighs. He looked up at you.

   “That was hot. But shouldn’t we-”

   “On the pill.” You said cutting him off and getting off his lap and back into the passenger seat. He nodded. You picked up your panties and he snatched them from you. “Hey!” You said reaching to grab them back. He tssked at you and chuckled.

   “These are mine now.” He said smugly putting them in his pocket and zipping up his jeans.

   “Now why is that?” You asked crossing your arms. He looked over at your chest as he did his belt.

   “Don’t cross your arms. I like looking at your perfect tits.“ He said making you laugh.

   "Never have been good at compliments. And if I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re avoiding my question.” You said picking up your bra and putting it on. He looked down as he grabbed his shirt.

   "I’m not.“ You smirked.

   "Roman Godfrey! You have a crush on me!” You said. He shook his head.

   "You sound ridiculous and juvenile you know that?“ He said pulling a cig from the box in between the seats. You grinned.

   "No I can tell! You haven’t kicked me out! You make every other girl leave right after. And I’m still here.” You said snagging uo your panties he’d left in his lap. You put them on and looked over at him.

   "I’m giving you a ride home.“ He argued. You rolled your eyes.

   "Yeah but why?” You continued, slipping on your pants. He just shook his head and lit his cigarette. He started the car and you basked in your smugness. Knowing you had cornered him. He began out of the alley and towards your house. The car ride was fast amd quiet. You gathered your things and got out of the car. You leaned through the open window.

   "Thanks for the ride and stuff.“ You said. He smiled at you.

   "Anytime y/n. And maybe you’re right. I do like you.” He said driving away quickly. You watched the small red car drive away with a smiled plastered to your face.

Lip Biting

Pairing: Y/N/Luke

Rating: NC-17

Request: No

Words: 2.000+

Summary: Luke loves biting his lip out of habit and that is, according to some, the biggest turn on to date. 


“What?” He innocently questioned and looked up at you with his oceanic eyes that showed nothing else but what his tone was hinting at.

Of course he knew what he was doing.  

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ruin the friendship / tom holland x reader (part III)

Originally posted by catovl

do all the things on our minds
what’s taking us all this time?
let’s ruin the friendship.

part III / ? 

song for this part: movements by pham 

warning: smut smut smutttt :)

their bodies slammed against the bedroom door of the house they had rented for him while he was in Atlanta filming. their lips were finally meeting. they knew that this probably wasn’t a good idea, but they didn’t have a care in the world anymore.

he let out a groan as her hands found his hair and tugged at his curls. their teeth clashing, tongues pressing. she really wished he could just open the damn door. and within seconds, the door was pushed open before he closed it with his foot, making a slam ring through the house.

he made his way over to the bed, the both of them still kissing each others lips like they’ve always imagined. he placed her down on the bed, hovering over top of her immediately before biting and sucking at her neck. she let her fingers roam his hair, tugging on it and guiding his head to all the right spots.

her body was on fire, as was his. she reached down and found the hem of his shirt before tugging it off of his toned body. she tossed it to the floor before flipping them so that she was now on top. she leaned down and pressed kisses to his collarbone, each one making him want her more. 

he grabbed her waist, squeezing. she leaned down and kissed his body. each kiss making her want to rip the rest of his clothes off. she contained herself for now, as this was the first time they’ve ever had sex together. she let her hands roam as she made her way back up to his swollen lips before planting another kiss on them. he kissed her back with just as much passion, maybe even more. 

her hands traveled to his arms as he flipped her back over, taking dominance once again. he reached down and tugged her shirt off. he threw it with his shirt before looking down at her, his eyes wandering her chest as she leaned up and reconnected their lips. his hands found her waist, bringing her into his chest as her back rose from the mattress. he found the clasp of her bra before unhooking it, tossing it behind his head. 

his mouth slipped from hers before making his way down her jaw, kissing her neck before making his way down to her chest. his wet, swollen lips traveled along the valley of her breasts, making his way down her stomach, reaching the waistband of her black, tight fitting jeans. 

they’d been so busy kissing, that neither of them had said a word, until now, when he was the one to break the silence.

“are you sure about this?” he asked, looking up in her eyes, his full of concern. he wanted to make sure she was comfortable with everything they were about to do together, something they’ve done before with other people they didn’t truly love. and now that they were doing it together, someone they truly love, they were down to do anything. 

“yes, Tom, i’m sure.” she said, assuring him to continue. he nodded before pressing a kiss to her lips, his hands finding the zipper on her jeans and tugging it down. he undid the button before pushing the material down her legs, she kicked them off before his mouth met hers once more. he slightly pulled apart, letting her take a look at his face. he soon unbuckled his belt, tossing it to the floor. 

soon after, his pants were on the floor. her hands found his bicep, giving it a squeeze. he reached down and slipped his hand between the material of her panties and her skin. he dipped his head down into her neck, just below her ear before pushing them off of her, tossing them to the side. he nibbled at her neck before reaching up to her lips once more. their teeth clashing once more, she bit down on his lip as he pulled away, dragging it out. 

he made his way down her body before finally kissing the insides of her thighs, his tongue pressing against the sensitive area of her skin, making her grow with more and more anticipation. he slowly made his way down to her, kissing her core before slowly dipping his tongue inside her. she moaned loudly as she reached towards his hair, pulling it between her fingers. 

his tongue lapped at her core, the only things coming from her mouth were the moans of his name. it drove him crazy, his name the only thing coming out of her mouth while he went down on her. it’s something he’d imagined, but he never thought it’d come true. he had every flashback of the times he’d picture her moaning at his touch, which only drove him crazier.

after a while, she had came undone. she felt her chest rising and falling quickly as he kissed the inside of her thighs, trying to calm her down. he pressed kisses to her shoulder, her face, everywhere, in attempt to sooth her, make her nerves calm down. 

“you good, baby?” he mumbled into her neck and she nodded before flipping the two of them over, her hands traveled down his chest as she slipped her hands between his skin and his boxers. she left hickies all along his neck and collarbone before kissing down his abs and his v-line.

he let out a moan as she pulled his boxers down. his head was laying back against the pillows as he watched the sight before him, the girl he was utterly in love with, hovering over his naked body, doing the things he’d only see her do to him in his dreams. 

“no teasing, darling.” he said, grabbing her body to pull her close to him as she gave him a confused look,”i just want you.”

she licked her lips before leaning in and kissing him again. their mouths moving in sync like they had been before. she felt her insides bubble with nerves. she wasn’t sure how to go about this since she doesn’t know what he likes. but as she’s always said, turn nerves into excitement, so she did just that. 

she straddled his hips as she felt him press his hands into her waist. she moved her leg over the other side of his hip, straddling his waist. she felt his arms, her fingernails dragging down his muscles as she lowered herself down onto him, the both of them letting out moans. 

she started grinding her hips down on his before he slowly lifted her off of him as she nuzzled her face into his neck, a moan escaping her lips. his hips raised up to meet hers halfway. she grabbed at his hair before moving back to his muscles, digging her fingernails into the skin, almost breaking the skin. 

she left kisses along his shoulder, encouraging him to keep going as the both of them got closer and closer to their highs. she bit down softly on his shoulder, suppressing a moan as they got to their breaking points. he met her hips one last time before the both of them came undone together. 

they both took a minute to catch their breath. their bodies hot and sweaty. he raised her off of him before placing her on the bed next to him, pulling her into his body. 

“why didn’t we do this sooner?” he asked, letting out a chuckle. she laughed, looking over at the boy she now had fallen madly in love with. she pushed his sweaty curls off of his forehead before looking in his gorgeous brown eyes. 

she smiled at him as he smiled at her. she rested her head on his chest. he kissed the corner of her mouth, making a smile form on her lips. she was finally happy with him, and he was finally happy with him.

“so, what do you want to do tomorrow, love?”

she looked up at him,”hopefully this again.”

he laughed,”anything you want.” he nuzzled his face in her hair. she smiled as she rubbed the arm she left scratches on. she kissed his shoulder before responding.

“i don’t care, you’ve got me for 2 weeks.”

“thats it?!” 

she laughed,”sadly, i have a life too, you know.”

he frowned, tucking his head under hers,”don’t leave me.” he whined. she felt her heart race as she had always wanted to witness this side of him. the cute, needy boyfriend side of him that she knew he had deep down inside him. 

“so, what are we?” she asked,”you know, friends with benefits? banging buddies?”

he laughed at the second term,”as tempting as banging buddies sounds,” he said, a smile still on his face,”i’d like to be a gentleman and take you out on a nice date with nice flowers and then hopefully convince you to be my girlfriend.”

she smiled,”trust me, you don’t have to try hard.” she pressed a kiss to his cheek. he smiled as he intertwined their hands together. 

she loved him, and he loved her. and they’ve been like that ever since they were 18.

introduction  part I   part II    part IV (four?) 

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Daddy Issues

Pairing: JungKook & Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Summary: A top student, marks always high. College was not a dream for her…Except she didn’t have enough money. Her parents never earned much so they literally took care of themselves. Her boss acting as a dick towards her she quited her job. Even though she had no idea what she let herself into this was her only option.

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anonymous asked:

who is pete wentz writing songs about?

mikey way. okay, here we go.

so, in the summer of 05 is when most people think it started because fob and mcr played warped together, but, they had also played the year before and thats when i think it started. as many know, pete single handedly wrote the entirety of from under the cork tree, which was released may 3rd of 2005, which means he had been writing some of it the previous summer. most of the album is quite cheery, depicting the emotions of someone who is battling some darker force within themselves, but is also experiencing a happiness from someone else they dont think they deserve or should have (short version: an emo is in love). also, theres the parallel between dance dance and favorite record- dance dance depicts a literal and emotional dance, and then in favorite record you have “i cant remember just how to forget the way we danced”. so, based on research and educated opinion, i believe that the petekey fling started in 04.

then, the next summer both bands were again picked for warped, which only intnsified the relationship. after weeks of spending excessive time with each other and attending each others shows, the media took notice. in an interview that summer, when asked about it he responded “me and pete wentz arent dating. we are both heterosexual males… sort of… maybe… umm… next!”. on may 16, 2005 mikey was spotted at a fueled by ramen show watching fob at house of blues wearing a white jacket that allegedly belonged to pete. a few days later, pete posted a list on live journal of things that get him hot and bothered. on taht list were a.having a crush on a person i speak to nearly every day and b.white denim jackets….

on tuesday, june 28, 2005, pete posted the following on livejournal: “Amazing New Mexico sunset. im hanging on a bridge with my friend mikey from my chem. its all orange and pink above us. we went to another water park again. i love high fives again. totally back in love.” on july fourth he posted an entry that ended with “hot and miserable but totally back in love”. on july 15 he posted “Though I am over hearing your thoughts on haircuts and pants. I’m over us trying to be perfect tens for your little eyes. We don’t care what you think of us. Listen to a song and time your heartbeat. Let it be okay to fall asleep slow tonight. Think about a good friend. Think about god. Think about death. Think about someone elses hand clumsily on your belt in the dark. Think it will be okay. No more rants. No more poetry. Not tonight. True love for the believers”. on july 17 he posted “wrote you a goodbye note (you just wrote me off) on your arm when you passed out. bestfriends, exfriends- better off as lovers not the other way around. racing through the city in the back of yellow checkered cars. the takeoffs are the worst but the skin from your shoulder to your ear makes it all worth it. and im sorry the way my moods flicker on and off like old light on your porch, but i know you wouldn’t have it any other way. sneaking in your window instead of out. the way you hold a cigarette cause you don’t know what to do with your hands when we are sitting this close. the way the waists of pants feel better at the ankles. the way you always were my best excuse for calling in sick on everyone else. i miss you”. which later became the song bang the doldrums, which was origionally titled summer of like (pete mentioned this in a rolling stones interview), which is now what fans call the relationship between pete and mikey in 05.

during that summer, fans claimed that mikey and pete didnt want to be photographed together, which is kind of suspicious…. but there are a few circulating the internet, and quite a few of mikey wearing clandestine (petes clothing line). at this time it was also common for fob and mcr to trade band members, mikey would play bass for fob so pete could take his mic into the crowd. pete also frequently watched mikey play with the stupidest smile on his face….

there are also fan reports of them being seen together. “ at my warped date i got there early in the morning and hung out by the fob bus because i wanted to get a pic with patrick and around 10 am the door opened and a very tired looking mikey stepped off with pete right behind him and they appeared to be holding hands until they saw the people around and they both refused to have their pictures taken together ”. and “during Fall Out Boy’s set (they were one of the closing bands that night) they dedicated one of the songs to Mikey, who was watching from the side of the stage. Pete said, “This song is about revenge. Right, Mikey? Revenge!” Mikey smiled and nodded, and during “Grand Theft Autumn/Where is Your Boy” he mouthed along to all the words.”

pete also posted at one point “i wish you were my bass, not just my friend”. on august 19 he posted “ Warped tour was fun. Since being home I remembered that showering and sleeping are fun too. My real feelings on the sunburst bass. I loved that thing. But then it started cheating on me with mikey way. I had to hit it. Its not my fault- spousal abuse is an ugly thing. I’m in therapy that includes playing lots of warcraft online. Writing messages on your arm for someone to see at a show is the new away message - stealing peoples real diary is the new livejournal”.

on september 4, pete posted “on the getaway car, the rush of blood to the head: it’s strange to find myself again back at the feelings of the blue cover after going through the red and the gold. its kind of always like that. i am sorry if i am not making any sense. but everybody likes to take chances and make bets. i always put my money on the longshots. and no matter where my head was in the world i always dreamed of waking up next to the biggest brown eyes i have ever seen/’meandyouunderneaththehoneymoon’. “go back to what it meant back then”: and you imagine yourself moving deep into the summer and disappearing, and for me it was always with you. and then things got crazy. you stopped calling me back. i stopped trying to call but not in my head. and then you got malicious but i’m guessing only because you learned from the best- take back your taste and all. i never thought it would be just me again. but that’s okay. we’re gonna hole up and wait it out. i feel like i can see for the first time, like i was born just in the last minute. wake me up. baby boy, you’re gonna be okay. hearts between our knees sticking to the summer sheets. are you catching my drift…. its gonna be alright. your love would be hell but its just not hot enough baby.” (Note… baby BOY)

after petes nudes were leaked, hey chris wrote him a public letter which contained the following: “you know the friends i have and you know how we feel about loyalty. you know who im talking about and you know they’re not happy either.” and shortly after chris posted pic of him and mikey saying he’d “found new love”

the summer of 06, peter once again had some interesting things to say. on july 7 he posted “im so sorry, but not really. (‘straighten up and die right’) i said i want to be rebuilt like a frank lloyd wright only without all of the water damage. or painted over like a monet only less blurry. she said “no, youre something different”. like what? “something better”. it gave me the rush of warm blood like you see in cartoon dogs right before their eyes pop out and all of the bells go off. my head is spinning like a car off of an icy guardrail. show me what you are made of. your eyes were always rolling but youd tilt your head so they were somehow always still stuck on me (have your cake and eat it too). i feel safe but not like a bet more like the way mothers feel when the lock the car doors in bad neighborhoods. i am blue waves across the red rootlike veins in the bodies drawn flat in medical books. i wonder at the way that someone can write thousands and thousands of pages about my insides. when i met you i gave you a name- not your own- but in my head so i wouldnt ever mix you up with anyone so ordinary- i cant tell you- but to me it meant salvation. you only wanted reaction. but i cant be bothered. not anymore. ill see you in the spring. first pew on the left. wear your white veil and dont forget the words. warped tour. sun drenched days. bestfriends. new roads. so long salvation. dont worry your pretty little heads. i am sleeping safe tonight.” then the next day, on the 8th, he posted “the fraternal order of the handsome boy. ive been watching you from afar. my breath on the inside window as you walk in from the carcandy caned lies in red and white against clashing patterns bending in and out of understanding. ”youre the stranger ive been dreaming of”, stranger than any ive ever known. love through a telescopic lens. when the air is clear i can see how perfect you are for me. late at night when the city sleeps i cast a spell on you to make you think of me the very same way i think of you. i only love how the words feel in my head when i write them. fireworks over the valley. how can i tell you i gut people for a living. that everything you say is likely to end up as evidence when i rewrite history. over and over again. how everything you do reminds me of something else, someone else. how i get paid to be humble and arrogant at the same time,to be chased and never caught. that i just want to stay up late and wake up early to talk to you. that i want to show you all of my jealousy and insecurity and have you not care. youre like a light switch and i just want to turn you on and watch them all shrink away. the words come out of my fingertips on impulse. it is instinct. my head cant keep up. i envy the comatose. i admire the bedridden. i am addicted to the way i feel when i think of you. ”im blowing smoke rings around the moon….” i wish i was the exact opposite of how the world knows me.”

then, there is infinity on high, which is basically completely about mikey (especially bang the doldrums, because it was born on live journal right after that summer of like…) and ab/ap, due to the constant reiteration of a past love, my favorite being fourth of july with “you are my favorite what if, you are my best i’ll never know”

also othe fact that neither of them can hold a true relationship with women without it ending badly. perhaps because there is someone out there that they are simply destined to be with…. 

so yeah. pete wentz writes a lot of his music about mikey way.

What does that make you? (Bowers gang x reader) pt.2

A/n: I got soooooo many request to do a part 2 of “What does that make You?” The link to the first one will be below this! Make sure to read that before this so you’re on track. Tell me if you want another part to this or if i should make this a series!!! Enjoy!!!


Summary: You aren’t exactly apart of the Losers Club but you are friends with them. One day you help them out and end up getting caught in Henry Bowers trap.

Warnings: Swearing, Angst and slight Smut

Its been almost a week since your last encounter with Henry or his gang. You weren’t planning on seeing them either. You walk home with the boys just to make sure you have some what of a protection. Who are you kidding? They can barely defend themselves and you’re expecting them to save your ass. You came back to reality when you saw Ben.

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Style Inspo for Curvy, Thicc and Delicious Ladies

As promised, here is a bit of a style/inspo post for my gorgeous followers. Most women are NOT sample sizes and I get how frustrating it can be to not see yourself represented in magazines or in stores. Even when you type into Google how to dress for curves, it comes up with pictures of stick thin models with a thousands rules under it. 

I’m not a rule girl. I don’t like them. I think they’re shit. Don’t show your stomach if you’re over a size 4. Don’t wear patterns on your legs. No horizontal stripes. Basically wear black bags to hide everything. FUUUUUCK THAT. If you’re comfortable in a pattern or crop top or stripes do it. So I’m not going to give you a list of rules. Just hopefully helpful tips and pictures of other gorgeous ladies of all shapes and sizes to help you get some inspo for next time you hit the stores or your favorite online shop.

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Braids & War Paint (Part 3)

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Aelin had decided that she’d make a friend today, whether he liked it or not.   

It was early in the morning, the sun hadn’t yet burned her light upon the city of Orynth. Aelin had dressed in her black pants, a green tunic and long, chestnut hunting boots. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a tail, golden waves cascaded down her back. She made quick haste of strapping on her sword and scabbard, hiding a few blades in her shoes and tunic belt she found a small throwing knife and quickly set to work. 

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Spice It Up

Originally posted by ljaureguis

Pairing: Shawn x Reader

Request: Actually this wasn’t requested lol I just felt like writing it

Note: Smut warning, y’all have been warned

Shawn’s P.O.V

“Why don’t you just tell her? She’ll understand I mean she is your girlfriend.” I sighed listening to my friend, me and Geoff decided to take a few drinks when we started talking about this…

“I don’t know how to tell her! ‘Hey Y/N! Listen I feel like we should spice it up a bit instead of having Vanilla sex and add a little kink!” I said flailing my arms having no idea what I was saying due to me being a little tipsy.

“Dude you’re not making any sense, here give me your phone.” before I could even protist he took my phone typing things in and handing me my phone.

“Relax i didn’t send it, wether you do or don’t thats up to you.” he said taking a sip of his beer.

‘Hey Y/N, I’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while, we haven’t been having much ‘fun’ lately if you know what i mean ;) I love you and i just wanted to spice things up thats it, bye!’ You read the text and looked at your friend,

“I am not going to send this to her because this is stupid! I am going to tell her just not like this.” I say a bit frustrated

“Hey, if you don’t wanna send it then don’t.” he said shrugging but I started thinking about it there really was no other way to tell her, my fingers ghosted over the send button.

But this wasn’t my style of sending things, as I was about to delete it I accidentally hit send and jumped out of my skin, face turning pale.


“Good job I knew you had it in you.” I gave him a death glare showing him I never meant to sent it in the first place and his eyes widened.

“Shit.” we both cursed

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Aggressive Negotiations

A/N  this was inspired by @fuckyeahpringles post about  Magnus taking off Alec’s thigh holster. Couldnt help myself once i thought about it i had to write it hope thats okay. Its a little bit cheeky but not too much. Hope you like it. Always like to hear  what people think

.Alec had been gone for two days, heading the mission to take Valentine back to Idris to stand trial. He Jace and Izzy had arrived back late in the afternoon, travel weary and feeling drained. All he wanted to do at this point, was to finish the paperwork and head home to Magnus.

 He knew it had only been a short time apart but he had missed him terribly. He dragged himself into his office and flopped down behind his desk, leaning his elbows on the surface, his head going into his hands, scrubbing at his face. Another half an hour, he told himself and he could go home to the man he loved and relax. A sudden noise had him frowning and raising his head.

 The shimmering vortex of a portal appeared on the other side of the room and suddenly Magnus emerged from its depths, standing before him with a wide grin on his face. With a click of his flingers the portal vanished and the room fell silent again.

 “There’s my favourite head of the Institute. Oh, my poor Alexander, you look tired.” Magnus said as he came towards the desk.

 Alec managed a weak smile. Seeing his man was a balm for his weary soul, no matter how tired he felt.

“I thought I was meeting you at home. I was only going to be a little while longer. You could have saved yourself a trip.” He said as Magnus perched himself on the edge of the desk.

“Oh, I know that but I just couldn’t wait another minute to see you. It’s been two whole days, my love. Way too long for my liking.”  He crooned. “Besides, I haven’t been to see you in your office before now. I have to say, it could do with some redecorating. I’d be more than happy to lend my services.” 

He leaned across and rested one elbow on top of the desk, his chin resting in the palm of one hand, eyes twinkling. Alec smiled back at him and moved his chair in closer to put a light kiss on his lips. The mood changed so swiftly that Alec’s head spun. Magnus was scrambling onto the top of the desk, sweeping pens, paperclips and paperwork aside with wild abandon. 

Their kiss burst into flame, Alec’s tiredness forgotten in a second. He slowly stood up from the chair, still held captive by Magnus’ urgent kiss, and reached for his boyfriend. By the angel, this felt like balm for his soul and he drank in everything that Magnus was giving him. He managed to pull back briefly so that Magnus could swing his long legs down off the side of the desk, Alec standing before him between his knees.

“Babe, my paperwork is…” He started to say but Magnus held a finger to his well kissed lips to silence him

.“Not your concern just at the moment. I need you to focus on me.” He breathed, taking hold of the front of his jacket and pulling against his firm body.

 Alec gave a groan and surrendered himself to his warlock, wrapping his arms around his shoulders .Magnus was sliding his hands up and under the front of his jacket pushing it off his shoulders. Alec dropped his hands long enough to allow it to slide from him with a soft plop to the floor. Next he felt hands tugging at the hem of his shirt, the material being worked up his body.

He broke their connection to stand back, breathless and heavy eyed.

“Babe, I really don’t think this is a good idea. What if someone comes in?” As much as he yearned for Magnus’ touch, he had to be practical about things. 

Magnus gave a click of his fingers and with a flick of a wrist the door closed and locked

.“There, problem solved, now, where were we? Right about here, I think.”

 He eased off the desk, slid his arms around Alec’s waist and took his mouth once more. He left his mouth and trailed kisses over Alec’s stubble shadowed jaw and down to his neck where he lavished attention to the deflect rune that coloured his skin. Alec moaned and closed his eyes, his hands going to the back of his neck, fingers playing with the short hair at the back of Magnus’ head. Magnus began to moved down, mouthing his way to his shoulder before reaching his chest, nuzzling  his face into the soft cloud of hair that covered his pecs.

 Alec’s head lolled back and his eyes closed in pleasure. Magnus’ hands moved from his waist to glide over the ripple of his ribs till he found his mouth once more, pulling him hard against him, making Alec give a muffled grunt. Magnus bent one leg, slowly running it up his thigh until he made a small noise of surprise. He broke their kiss with a sexy smile.

“Oh Alexander, is that dagger in your pants or….” He looked down and raised an eyebrow.“well, it really is a dagger. Let’s get rid of it, shall we? I can only deal with one weapon at a time.”

 He dropped down before him and reached for the buckles of the holster, looking up at him with so much heat, Alec thought he would burst into flame at any moment. He smiled down at him, his hands idly going to either side of Magnus’ head, fingers threading into his hair. Magnus worked on the buckles, never leaving his eyes once as his nimble fingers undid the knots and then reached for the buckle of his belt.

 The tip of his tongue came out to run over those perfect lips. Alec looked down at him and swallowed hard. Did it suddenly get hot in here? He could feel his face heating. He was just about to pull the belt from his waist when a knock came from the door. Alec groaned and went to move away but Magnus frowned and gripped his hips, holding him tight.

“Oh no you don’t, you’re not going anywhere.” He purred, whipping the belt the rest of the way from its keepers. 

The knock came again. This time accompanied by a voice.

“Alec are you okay in there? Why is the door locked?” Jace’s voice came from the other side. 

Alec rolled his eyes.

“It’s fine Jace. I’ll be out shortly.” Alec called back, his voice going a little high at the end due to his boyfriend trailing kisses across the heated skin of his abs.

“Are you sure you’re okay, Alec? You sound kinda funny.” 

Magnus gave a growl of frustration. Jace and his sense of timing was really starting to grate on his nerves.

“I can assure you, he’s perfectly fine, Mr Herondale. The head of the Institute and I are engaged in aggressive negotiations regarding some Down Worlder issues. I suggest you come back later when things have been, resolved.” 

Magnus called back, slowly starting to rise from the floor once more, the belt with the seraph blade and holster still in one hand.

“Ah, okay, sorry Magnus. Didn’t know you were in there too. I’ll, ah, see you in the morning, Alec.” He called back.

He held out the hand with the belt and let it fall from his grip. It clattered to the floor.

“so, Mr Lightwood, shall we discuss those Down Worlder issues or maybe we should address that other weapon you seem to be packing.”  

A very dirty grin, curved Magnus’ lips and he looked up at him under his dark eyelashes. Alec wanted to melt into a puddle on the floor but managed to hold it together for a little longer

.“The floor is open to you, Mr Bane. I’d be happy to talk about either.” He smiled and pulled him close.

“I think talking is over rated. I feel a more hands on approach is what’s needed here.” Magnus said softly, fingertips trailing up and down his spine, making his skin tingle.

“I couldn’t agree with you more, Mr Bane. Feel free to start whenever you’re ready.” Alec smiled.

Magnus gave a sigh. “And here I was thinking that meetings were boring.” 

Off-Limits Part 5

Off-Limits Part5

Bucky Barnes

Warnings: Swearing, SMUT, unprotected sex

Tags: @skyfullofharrystyles @crazybarnes @potterhead7656 @blueswallow5 @emmaplum @steggy4ever @imagine-being-you @thats-one-tender-foot @littlevelvethearts @kat-est-moi @chipmunkchick @vanekristal @someboyslove @heavenlycevans @notsoluckybucky @generation-hated @hoopluh @alexiswyglendowski-official 

Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part Six

Part Seven

Now, there’s only a few things that Bucky decides he isn’t exactly great at. He has no fucking clue how to use a cellphone, for one. And he really doesn’t understand that hair-grease went out of style a long time ago, so styling his long hair is just an absolute wreck now.

Finally, and possibly the most important one, Bucky truly cannot grasp the concept that he cannot do certain things at certain times.

Even in the 40′s, Bucky was notorious for committing different acts during inopportune times.

In Bucky’s eyes, every time is a great time to have Y/N pinned to the hallway wall with his fingers lodged up her dress and his mouth encasing her neck. He can’t see why anyone would think differently.

At least, right now is an absolutely prime moment for him to pleasure her.

There’s a chance someone will walk by and see, or even hear what’s going on; but Bucky brushes the thought aside when he hears Y/N whimpering when his fingers brush by her clit.

“Buck..” She moans breathlessly, her fingers gripping into his shoulder blades. “Just fuck me already.” She huffs, growing far too wound up to go without his cock pounding into her.

And she doesn’t have to tell Bucky twice.

In an instant he has a hand pulling at his belt, tugging the metal away from the leather so he can access the button of his dress pants. “Bucky, not here.” She groans, looking over to the light emitting from the busy kitchen.

People were already piling in the tower for Y/N’s coming home party and if Bucky’s being completely honest, they’re all too damn early. Who arrives at a party an hour early anyway?

Bucky just sighs, dropping his hands to her hips before hauling her over his shoulder. He’s not gentle with it and he knows for a fact she doesn’t want hint o be from the little moan that slips past her lips.

He moves fast, his cock craving some type of attention under his pants.

Reaching her door, he watches as one of her hands comes up to type in the passcode.


Bucky remembers the numbers just in case and enters the door, kicking the steel contraption shut behind him. “Bedroom.” She directs, her hair flying across her face as she hangs upside-down.

Bucky takes in her pristine room, the gold decals and decorative drapes. It’s a room for the wealthy - no doubt.

“How tall are those windows?” Bucky asks, completely distracted by the large scaling windows that scour across her living room. He’s never seen windows that big in his entire life. They’re fucking huge.

“I don’t know Bucky, go to the bedroom.” She groans, rolling her eyes as he stays in place. “I think they’re like 15 feet or something.”

Bucky shakes his head, looking at them closer. “Gotta be taller than that. I’m around 6 feet and thats way more than three of me. I mean they go from the floor to the ceiling. How tall is your ceiling?”

“Buck, I don’t know. Now if you don’t hurry up and fuck me I swear to god I will walk out of here and go to the party.” Y/N mutters, feeling Bucky’s hands sliding on her legs.

“Well who doesn’t know how tall their ceiling is Y/N?” Bucky almost scolds, blowing Y/N’s absolute mind at how he can go from a needy, grabby man to one who is interested in windows. “And you have an hour until the party, we have plenty of time.”

She groans, moving her hands to grip his hips. “I guess I’ll just have to get Steve to fuck me, huh?”

Bucky starts walking towards the bedroom, his jaw ticking at her words. She snickers behind him, licking her cherry painted lips as he slams her down on the bed.

“Steve could never fuck you the way I can, baby.” Bucky snaps in her ear, his body falling on top of hers. She squirms under him and gets her hands out from his weight, wrapping them around his shoulders.

“Bucky,” She hums, pressing teasing kisses to Bucky’s cheek. “Take it off.” She tugs at his dress shirt, watching the thin material stretch across his taut chest as he moves an arm to flitter with the buttons.

The shirts gone in a second, discarded carelessly on the floor. His belt was already undone from their earlier position, so Bucky takes only a moment to snap his button open on his trousers and tear the teeth of the zipper apart before his pants fall to his ankles.

He kisses her, teeth knocking together in a rushed kiss as he wrestles with his briefs, nearly ripping them from his thighs flexing.

Their tongues swirl together, not even battling for dominance at this point as they just want to maintain physical contact. “Take it off.” Bucky sighs into her mouth, tugging at the very dress that nearly started this whole thing.

Bucky thinks back to that damned sales associate and how if she sucked at her job just a tad more, their first kiss would’ve happened much sooner.

Bucky’s wearing far too few clothes compared to Y/N and he notices this when his cock rubs against her dress.

“Make me.” She challenges, ticking an eyebrow in his direction. As imposing as Bucky’s frame might be, she showed no sign of intimidation. He’s actually quite impressed actually.

“I could just rip it off you and call it a day, but I don’t think you’d appreciate that very much. Would you?” Bucky asks because honestly he’d love to rip the thin material from her so nobody ever gets to see her killer body in it.

He’s a jealous man, he admits that much.

“Don’t you fucking rip this.” She snaps, tugging at the base of his hair as she nibbles along his collarbones. He moves closer, lacing his fingers in the slit of her dress. “Bucky, I’m not fucking around.”

“Then I suggest you take it off, doll.”

He flicks his fingers along her exposed thigh with feather light touches, eyes melting into her gaze. She looks impatient and annoyed with Bucky’s antics but he fucking loved every second of it.

“Just fucking lift it up.”

“Now that’s not the same as being able to feel you against me as I completely wreck you. Either use the zipper or I’ll rip it.” Bucky teases, feeling her teeth nip exceptionally hard at his neck.

And god, does that feel fucking terrific.

“Oh for fucks sake.” She grumbles, pushing Bucky off of her so she can stand up fully. She lifts her hair from her exposed back, moving a hand behind her so she can grasp the zipper.

She’s take her sweet time and Bucky can tell it’s just to spite him, but at this point he only wants to be inside of her so he doesn’t care anymore.

“Okay, fine.” He snaps, pulling her down by the waist and into his arms once more, holding her under his chest as he grinds his hips down into hers. He moves the slit up her legs, watching and waiting to see her panty covered heat.

But, he’s surprised at what he sees.

“You’re not wearing underwear, I see.”  He hums while burying his index and middle fingers between her slit, running them across her slick to spread it around.

She moans lightly, tugging at his hair again. He brings his fingers to his mouth, catching a taste of the juice he so desperately craved throughout the day. She tastes amazing, so amazing in fact that it makes Bucky groan around his digits in pleasure.

“So, you were just going to walk around that party knowing very well you were one leg-lift away from showing everyone your pussy?” Bucky cocks an eyebrow at her, scowling.

She smirks up at him, biting her lip and running her hand along his aching cock. “Knew you’d come find me before the party, figured it would make for easier access.” She moans, fluttering her lashes at Bucky.

“I’m the only one who should be graced with this pussy, okay? Don’t need my girl showing it off to everyone in the room.”

“Your girl, huh?”


He finds her clit again and strokes against it, her head falling to the side as she sighs. Bucky knows he might be too territorial, as the two aren’t even together, but he doesn’t care - she’s his girl as far as he’s concerned.

She drives him absolutely crazy. Like this morning when he caught a glimpse of her in the swimming pool with the tiniest fucking bikini he had ever seen. Her pert nipples poked through the white top she was wearing and the bottoms were nothing but some string connected to a thin strap of material in the from, flaunting her entire ass to the complex.

Bucky would’ve done something had Tony not being sitting out there reading in the sun. Bucky just wanted to fuck her brains out but the fact her father was sitting there tamed the twitching his cock was doing.

He ended up going back to his room to stroke one out at the thought of her body on display like that. It was more of a hate-jack-off than anything but it was more than enough for Bucky to blow his load all over his stomach.

God, Bucky wanted nothing more than to pull her from the pool and pin her to the lounge chairs scattered along the pool yard to go down on her. He wanted to bury his face in her sweet pussy and eat her through orgasm after orgasm.

“I quite like that.” Y/N smiles, brushing a hand through Bucky’s hair.


“The fact you think of me as your girl. Possession is pretty hot.”

Bucky speeds up his metal fingers along her core, the metal kissing her folds every time he pushes against her back wall. Her teeth encase her bottom lip, eyes shut wildly.

“Fuck me.” She snaps her eyes open and demands, brows furrowed in frustration.

“Was planning on it.”

Y/N eyes flit down to Bucky’s hand thats stroking his cock with slow pulls, tugging the pre-cum from his slit. Tingles spread through Bucky’s spine, up from his core as he tugs on his cock even harder.

He nudges her thighs apart, pressing a kiss to the crook of her neck as he nudges himself against her clit. He rolls his hips, choking on a breath as he thrusts against her wetness.

“Would you just fuck me instead of teasing me?”

“Shut up.” Bucky mumbles, enjoying the feeling of her against his cock without the negative commentary coming from her mouth. “Watch the attitude of I won’t even fuck you.”

“Like that’s such a change to what you’re doing now.” Y/N gasps as he rubs against her clit.

“Be nice.” Bucky comments, watching his cock glistening with her juices and fuck, it drives him crazy.

“Fuck you.”

Bucky rolls his eyes at her sassiness, a large part of him thoroughly enjoying the exchange. He was all too used to people tiptoeing around his feelings, but not her. She would bite at him with vigor just to piss him off and he would go right back. It was the normalcy he loved.

He fastens his cock to her entrance, pushing himself all the way in. She curses during a whimper, nails digging into Bucky’s shoulders. He pulls out and drives in harder, setting a rhythm of rolling his hips into her.

“So fucking wet.” Bucky groans at the feeling of her warmth taking his length. He swivels his hips feeling the sloshing of her juices around the base of his cock.

Bucky lowers his lips to leave a purple splotch on her neck, only to be stopped by her fists on his chest. “So help me god if you give me a hickey before I need to go talk to over a hundred people.”

“Fine.” Bucky nearly pouts before pulling at the top of her dress, dragging it down below her breasts. He dives down, biting and sucking at her breast to leave marks all over it while his hand holds the opposite one.

“Oh, Bucky!” She cries, her thighs squeezing his hips. She grabs the side of his face to pull him in for a firm kiss, toothy and salty from the sweat between the two of them.

She’s moaning above him, almost uncontrollably. Bucky’s quite satisfied with that.

Bucky’s so much bigger than her so each thrust he takes knocks her back further on the bed. He briefly wonders what it would be like to fuck her against a wall but he pushes that thought to the back of his mind when she lets out one of the most beautiful sounds he’s ever heard.

“Oh, James!”

He doesn’t know why, but every fucking time she moans his name he feels his body still and he’s sure he’s going to cum no matter what.

Bucky goes wild for a moment, his hips thrusting hard into her so he can read places otherwise untouched. She whimpers and moans into his shoulder, dragging her nails so hard down his back he’s sure she’s going to make him bleed.

“Fuck - fuck,” Bucky groans through gritted teeth, gasping into her chest as he rockets his hips into hers. His fingers leave marks along her hips, purple and blue splotches. “Gonna cum if you keep that shit up.”

Bucky knows she’s not doing it on purpose but the sheer feeling of her walls tightening along his cock so tight he isn’t even sure how he’s moving, well fuck, it’s more than enough to make his stomach clench with pleasure.

He pinches his eyes shut, propelling his cock in and out of her while trying to prolong his impending orgasm that’s creeping up on him. he brings a hand down to rub circles across her clit, pressing the rough pad of his finger to the nub.

“Oh, oh fuck! James, fuck!” Her high-pitched noises break Bucky from his gaze on her pussy just enough so he can look at her. Her eyebrows are furrowed in near pain and her red lipstick is smeared along the corners from all the kissing. And then..he fucking feels it. God, does he fucking feel it. She comes harder than ever around his cock, so hard that her hips spasm and the pulsing of her walls force Bucky into his own orgasm.

He couldn’t even hold back if he wanted to.

So, he cums inside of her with a deep groan and a swear, then her name and another swear and another until he feels his hips finally calm the fuck down.

She swallow him up in another kiss when the calm down, sweat running down Bucky’s forehead. “Gotta get to that party, huh?”

“Or we could stay here all night and keep doing this.” Bucky tries, falling onto her body before peppering kisses along her chest.

“I’d love to, but this is a party for me and I need attention to live. So, let’s go.”

Bucky can’t exactly stop the pep in his walk as he enters the party room. He knows how he looks, like a man who just got the life fucked out of him. His ties still crooked and he knows because he couldn’t fucking get it straight, not with his shaking hands from his post-orgasmic jitters.

But, when Bucky looks beside him and sees her, he knows he’s not the only one looking different. She looks freshly fucked, despite the fixed hair and makeup. It’s all in her eyes, the eyes that show more lust than anything else.

They part ways when Bucky sees Tony and he makes his way to the bar where Steve is sitting with Clint.

He watches her though, watches how she smiles and shakes hands with people with the same hand that was grasping his cock earlier.

And Bucky’s doing good, not getting jealous from the lingering looks that fall on her or the introductions with men suitable to date her. He’s doing really fucking good.

“You had sex, didn’t you?” Steve grumbles from next to Bucky, leaning against the bar to look in the same direction. “At least you look like you had fun. Just hope she’s worth it.”

“She’s more than worth it.” Bucky smirks, nodding towards Y/N in the center of the room. His smirk falters when a man moves forward to kiss her cheek, her eyes changing from lust to caution. “Who’s that?”

“Him?” Steve asks, looking at the same man Bucky is. “That’s her ex-boyfriend. Real prick that one, treated her like shit and left her crying every night. Wouldn’t doubt it if he tries to sweep her off her feet again tonight.”

Ooohhh Ex-Boyfriend drama…

If you’re a bystander to a medical emergency...

A group of amazing bystanders did such an excellent job on a call yesterday I figured everyone could use a guide of what to do if you witness a medical emergency. (Even for you doctors and nurses out there-you may be the BEST provider ever but the prehospital environment can be pretty different and these are some great specific ways to help the patient’s overall care)

1. Make sure its safe to help. Seriously. Please please please do not put yourself in danger. So many people get killed every year stopping on the side of highways, ect-not only is it the LAST thing we want to happen, but it can also make a situation that much worse. 

2. Call 911. Get help going. Its okay if you don’t know exactly whats going on. Its okay if you don’t know if anyone else has called. They’d rather you call and have it be nothing than nobody call at all.

3. Stay calm. Take a deep breath. This is not your emergency, it is theirs and you need to keep a calm head to help. 

All Patients

Other than doing CPR if needed the MOST important thing you can do to help EMS out is to write down the patient’s name, date of birth, social(if you can get it), medical history, and allergies. You might be able to get information from the patient, a bystander who knows the patient, or a wallet/medical alert bracelet. This saves US so much time and searching.

When EMS arrives, be prepared for ONE person to calmly explain exactly what you saw. Helpful phrases are if the patient complained of anything before the emergency occurred, and if they made any abnormal movements(like twitching). Telling me the patient had a seizure when I’m not sure what you think a seizure IS, is a lot less helpful than ‘he started jerking, foaming at the mouth, and he peed on himself’. 

Don’t be offended if we’re doing things while you’re talking. We have just a few minutes to assess the patient, figure out what may be going on, stabilize life threats, and figure out how to get to the ambulance with the patient. Multitasking doesn’t mean we’re not paying attention or that we don’t appreciate everything you’ve done-it just means there is a lot to do at once. 

If you’re a medical professional, identify yourself but don’t try to take control of the scene. We have specific guidelines based on what we can allow bystanders(even doctors) to do. Its like this-I know how to start an IV, but I can’t go in the hospital and start an IV on your patient because you’re the one responsible for them in that setting and I have no ability to practice there. Believe me, if we need you to do something, I WILL ABSOLUTELY ask you. As it is, I’m just incredibly appreciative that the patient had a solid basis of care established. 

Unresponsive with no pulse

3. If the patient is unresponsive, ask another bystander to find an AED immediately. If you are the only person there do the following-

 Feel for a pulse by putting two fingers gently on the side of the patient’s neck. If there is no pulse or you’re not sure, immediately start pushing hard and fast in the center of the patient’s chest between their nipples. Hum ‘Staying Alive’ to yourself to keep the right rhythm(you’re aiming for at least 100 compressions per minute and you want to compress at least 2 ½ inches down on their chest.). Don’t stop compressions unless someone is there that can switch out with you, you become so tired that you cannot continue, or an AED arrives. Don’t worry if the patient has no pulse but appears to be gasping. This is normal and you’re not hurting them-its just something that sometimes happens when someone is dying. 

4. When an AED arrives, open it up and turn it on ASAP. Thats literally all you need to do. Its going to talk you through everything else. 

Unresponsive with a pulse but not breathing or only gasping

5. Tilt their chin back and put your mouth over their mouth. Pinch their nostrils shut. If its a child, put your mouth over their mouth and nose. Give 1 breath and watch their chest to see if it rises. If it does not rise, try to tilt their chin back again and give another breath. Give rescue breaths every 6-8 seconds. 

Unresponsive and breathing with a pulse

6. Roll the patient onto their side so that if they vomit, they won’t choke. Keep them safe and warm and look for any clues to what may have happened(did they bite their tongue? Did they urinate on themselves?)

 Responsive with various complaints(in no particular order)

7. If they have chest pain-give them 4 tablets of 81 mg baby aspirin. Seriously. Saves lives. Carry it in your pocket everywhere. 

8. Provide comfort measures specific to the situation(aka cool compresses for the forehead, ect.) General rule is to keep the patient safe and warm. 

9. If they’re a family member or you have access-gather the patient’s medications together in one spot for EMS to take to the hospital. 

10. If the patient is a known diabetic and feels that their sugar has dropped, the best things to give them are things like orange juice and peanut butter crackers-basically complex sugars and carbs. While better than nothing, candy bars and sodas are too sugary and will shoot their blood sugar up really fast only to have it crash again later if they don’t get complex carbs into them. 

11. If the patient is responsive but confused and you’re not sure if they can swallow, DO NOT GIVE THEM ANYTHING TO EAT OR DRINK. 

12. If the patient has been exposed to something they’re allergic to and they are complaining of things like feeling like they can’t breathe, like their tongue is swelling, they have hives, or are vomiting, ask if they have an Epi-pen. If they do, pull it out of the package, pull out the cap(but don’t put your fingers over where the cap was!!!) and push the pen firmly against their thigh until you hear a ‘click’. Count to 10 and then release the pen. You don’t need to take off their pants to do this. If they don’t have an epi-pen, give them 2 benedryl tablets.

13. The best way in the world to calm down someone who is having a panic attack is to be calm yourself. Eliminate external stressors, removing them from the environment if possible. Sit quietly with them, and talk softly. Ensure they stay safe and warm(seriously. 90% of first aid is keeping folks safe and comfortable). Talk them through breathing slowly to the count of ten in through their nose and out through their mouth like they are slowly blowing out a candle. 

14. If someone is bleeding profusely, the best and #1 thing to do is apply pressure directly to the site of the bleeding with a (preferably gloved) hand. If pressure doesn’t stop the bleeding and its an extremity wound, tighten a belt above the wound until the bleeding stops. Secure the belt at this point until help arrives to take over. 

15. Birthing babies! If baby is coming there isn’t really anything you can do to stop it. The best indicators that birth is imminate is the patient reporting a feeling of needing to go to the bathroom OR (no shit) the appearance of a head/hair in between the patient’s legs. Mom will do the work here. Your job is to keep mom calm, and to gently support the baby’s head/body as it emerges. It will be slippery so- Don’t. Drop. The. Baby. If you see the umbilical cord wrapped around the baby’s head, gently and quickly unwrap it before the rest of the baby is born. After baby is born, vigorously rub it dry with a towel to stimulate crying. If the baby does not cry/remains blue and is not breathing, wrap your hands around the baby’s chest until your thumbs encircle and push hard and fast in the center of the chest until help arrives or the baby pinks up/starts crying. Keep the baby at the level of the umbilical cord until it stops pulsing. Tie off the cord in two places 4-5 inches apart with a string or shoelace and cut between the strings. If baby is okay(pink and crying), place on mom’s bare chest, and keep both mom and baby safe and warm.

16. If you stop at a wreck, unless the patient is not breathing or is in immediate danger, please DON’T pull them out of the vehicle. If they have a neck or back injury, you could cause them more harm. Instead, place your hands gently on either side of their neck to stabilize it and remind them not to move their head until help arrives to take over. 

…I think thats it for now unless anyone else has any other additions! Remember, stay calm, call 911, do CPR if needed, get patient information written down, and KEEP THE PATIENT SAFE AND WARM. You go lifesaver you! :)

Originally posted by haroldmysmolbaby

Being a high class model you were invited to many dinners, events and places which you just couldn’t turn down. publicity was a major key in the industry that you just couldn’t fight. so when you were invited to dinner by a close friend named nicholas grimshaw you couldn’t turn down the invite for two major reasons. nick was one of your closest friends and your publicist defiently wanted you to go, she called it a ‘great opportunity.’ so you decided to go. although nick notified you that you knew a large amount of people going, you still weren’t sure. nick normally says things just to get you to rock up. feeling uneasy you assured him you will attend. 

it was friday evening, aka the date of the dinner. you had just finished running some errands and taking care of a few things before you arrived home awfully tired. you were laying on your bed for longer then you promised yourself before you finally found the strength to get ready for the dinner. you dragged your feet behind you walking to the bathroom to prepare your shower. once your shower was done you began your routine. you moisturised your face and then applied a minimal but effective amount of makeup. all you used was some contour, highlighter, eyeliner, mascara, a bit of a smokey eye and a bold red lip. you were satisfied with your final product and then began to dry and loosely curl your hair. after all the beauty was done you walked towards your walk in wardrobe and scanned your clothes for the perfect outfit for tonight. you found a gorgeous black yves saint laurent tight fitted dress that complimented your curves flawlessly. you paired the dress with a pair of black heels, two cartier love bracelets and your mini louis vuitton. you then threw on a coat and spritzed some of your vanilla scented perfume before heading towards the restaurant. 

once your uber had dropped you off at the restaurant you checked the time, 5 minutes late. perfect, you thought to yourself. you entered the restaurant letting the man at the door know who you are here with, he lead you to the table where majority of the guests had all ready arrived. to your surprise, nick was right you do know lots of these people, familiar faces like ed sheeran, irina shayk, rita ora, jeff azoff, stella maxwell, charlie puth, niall horan and the one and only harry styles. you smiled and greeted the all and introducing yourself to the unfamiliar faces you had just met. once reaching harry he pulled you in for a hug and winked as he left the hug, he then ordered you to sit in-between him and irina. you were about to protest when irina insisted and made room for you. you and harry had have a bit of history behind you both. you met first at an award show where he as shamelessly flirting with you the whole night. and you two have ran into each other a few times at other events which wasn’t quite good since it lead to a few sexual interactions in the bathrooms of expensive hotels and receptions.

the night was going great and you were actually quite glad you turned up. there were so many jokes and interesting conversations being held. it was after the main course had been served when harry had started being a little cheeky. he firstly kept on brushing his hand against yours, you gave him a look a few times and he just smiled and shrugged it off. he kept on touching your arm, hands and brushing his knee and feet against yours, but it wasn’t until you were having a conversation with irina about fashion week when harry let his hand roam up thigh through your dress. your breath was caught in your throat and your eyes grew wide before swatting harrys hand away. ‘y/n are you okay?’ irina laughed, ‘aha yes’ you breathed before turning to face harry. ‘what the fuck’ you said lowly not wanting to cause a scene. no one really knows about you and harrys fews sexual interactions and you would like to keep it that way. harry chuckled deeply and smirked before leaning over to whisper in your ear ‘baby how long are you gonna keep this act up before giving in.’ he asks. you shoot him a confused look. ‘what act?’ you ask short and sharp. he chuckles ‘love i know what you want, no need to pretend.’ he replied in his husky velvet voice. you stood up and excused yourself to the bathroom to give yourself a minute. once you arrived to the female restroom you touched up on your makeup and stared for a while in the mirror. lately whenever you see harry you’ve been feeling some kind of butterflies erupt. the worse thing is he’s very handy so when he touches you its almost like your heart bursts. suddenly the bathroom door flies opens and harry styles himself enters with a smirk. ‘baby’ he dragged out before walking towards you. ‘harry this is the girls bathroom’ your voice says nervously. ‘then we will have to be quick, won’t we’ he smirks. you were about to reply but then harry pinned your against the wall connecting your lips together. you count resist. you let your lips melt into his tender ones and your tongue glide alone his. he was just so amazing. harry deepens the kiss before letting his hands roam up and down your curves before pulling your dress up above your panties. harry didnt break the kiss as he touched and felt your sweet body before slipping your panties down before inserting his fingers to give you pleasure. ‘you’re so wet for me baby’ he breathed in your ear. you moaned out of pleasure and tilted your head back out of lust. harrys eyes danced and twinkled to the view of him almost cumming on his fingers. ‘fuck baby’ harry groaned. the bathroom was filled with heavy panting until your harmed took over and you took a hold of harry. you slid down and unbuckled his belts and unzipped his jeans sliding his boxers down to reveal harry styles and all his glory. harry kissed you deeply and then you felt his mouth move to a smirk and thats when you knew he was ready. harry then thrusted into you. your legs wobbles at the action and you let out a gasp. harry smirked in success and gave you a kiss on your jaw bone. when you both reached your highs you stopped and leaned onto the bathroom sink. you both just stared at each other before you turned around, fixed your dress and your hair before strutting your stuff out of the bathroom leaving a panting harry behind you. before you exited the bathroom your turned around throwing harry a wink and closing the door.

you walked back to the table sitting in your original spot. ‘what took you so long?’ stella asked from across the table. your cheeks heated up while the whole table was staring at you and nick was giggling. ‘my mum called’ you replied and smiled. ‘sure’ nick chuckled as well as everyone else. moments later harry walked back and took his seat next to you and smiled. ‘where were you?’ you asked him so you didnt look suspicious. ‘like you don’t know’ charlie said loud enough for the whole table to erupt into laugh and sly smirks. harry leaned into your ear whispering in his husky after sex voice, ‘good job baby’ and then went to eat his desert. holy fuck.


this is not my gif :)

hope you enjoyed x IC

TWD - Negan Imagine ~ “Something They Need”

An imagine about the 15th episode of season 7

The reader witnesses the night Sasha gets caught and the day after it, that challenges not just Sasha and Eugene but also her

I’m following the storyline of the TV show, so I wrote parts to the other episodes as well that are connected.
BUT they are all written the way that you can read them separate without having read any other part!
You can find every other part of the series here

Originally posted by dancing-at-the-funeralparty

The sun had been already gone for a long time as you walked from bathroom over to the bed while you slipped your sleeping shirt over your body.
The bed you laid yourself on wasnt just any bed, it was Negan’s.
A lot had happened after the line-up, he had taken you with him to the Sanctuary, you had your own room here for some time, your brother Daryl fled from this place, Eugene came here and then Negan thought it would be safer for you to stay at his room and thats how you ended up here, laying under the dark sheets of his big bed.
But not only that was a change, over the weeks you went from hating and despising him deeply to building up a tiny bond to him, your relationship or whatever it exactly was had turned more relaxed and you could, to your surprise and even annoyance, even feel somehow comfortable around him.

You leaned over to the nightstand and turned off the light of the lamp before you sunk deeper into the thick pillows.
You were alone for hours now and normally you would have been even glad to have some alone time but this time, something was different.
Hours ago, you had have a deeper conversation with him and the tension he had afterwards let it seem like he had realized through it that you meant way more to him than he had confessed before.
Him being that tensed and now gone for hours gave you a little weird feeling, even when you didn’t even like to admit that this somehow effected you.
After all what he had done to the others, you shouldn’t give a single fuck about where he was and what you might mean to him.
But unfortunately that wasnt the case. 

You suddenly heard heavy steps coming towards the door and soon after that you saw Negan stepping in.
He still looked tensed, but a bit less than before while he run his hand through his dark hair, that looked like he had done that multiple times before.
He sighed quietly before he looked over to you.
“Sorry Sweetheart, didn’t want to wake you up”, he said taking his jacket off and turning on the light on the nightstand.
“You didn’t”, you said while you looked over to him.
“Couldn’t fall asleep without me?”, he asked slightly chuckling.
“You wish”, you responded with a small smirk on your lips, while somehow hoping that you’d get that more relaxed mood between him and you back.
But instead of that he chuckled slightly before he got a bit quieter again and went to the bathroom to shower.
You sunk deeper into the pillows once again while you felt some questions coming up in your head you would love to just get rid off.
Maybe he had just been working the whole time, maybe he had been just sitting outside doing nothing or well, maybe he had been with his wives to at least try to get rid of his thoughts.
And that question bothered you more than you liked.
You couldn’t think of him being there often since you where at the Sanctuary, he had been with you almost the whole time except when his men called for him because of problems and well, the last hours.
You heard the door of the bathroom opening again, Negan walking shortly after that over to the bed while his hair was still slightly wet, some strands hanging into his face.
He looked up to you while his glance softened a bit and the tension seemed to be finally gone or at least almost.
That shower seemed to have cleared his mind a whole lot more than the hours he had been gone, wherever he had been and whatever he had done.
You watched how Negan slipped under the blankets before shots let you jolt up and got followed by the beeping of the walkie.
“Boss, Shit boss, we captured a woman. She just intruded and-”, the voice of the man stopped as you heard a familiar voice coming through the walkie.
“Stop, No!”, was the only thing you heard but it was enough to indentify the person behind it.
 You couldn’t imagine that Rick would order anyone to do such an action that would go wrong anyways, that could just be a single action coming from her.
“Fucking fuck”, Negan growled jumping up again and grabbing his pants.
“I’m coming with you”, you said standing up again, in hope you could change something about how they treated her, even though you wouldnt tell him about your suspicion that it was her and just her, you needed to have more information about what was actually going on before you told him.
“Fuck no, you think I’m getting you into danger? Who the fucking hell knows what that shithead is tryna do, or if there are fucking more coming in”, he said pulling over his jacket.
“Then it wouldn’t be that smart to leave me alone here, right? I only have a knife”, you said knowing that he noticed that you were only using his own words against him, he knew that you could fight, but he also knew that even you probably wouldn’t be able to fight a big group alone.
“Don’t play that fucking game with me”, he growled grabbing Lucille while you walked over and pulled clothes over your body and stood before him crossing your arms.
“God damnit alright, but you’re staying with me”, he said opening the door and leading you into the direction where you heard the muffled voices coming from.

There were men running hastily through the hallways, looking for more intruders and stormed past you while holding guns in their arms.
You felt Negan getting an arm around you and pulling you closer to him, away from the men that would barge you away otherwise.
You walked around a corner seeing men pressing Sasha to the ground, one of the men trying to get a rope off his belt to give it to the others.
“You already know if there are more?”, Negan asked as he looked at the men. “Doesn’t seem so Sir. Got most of it checked as far as I know, seems to be just her”, said another dark haired man as he looked up.
You looked at Sasha’s body on the ground, her face turned to it not being able to see you and not being able to move.
“What now, Boss. kill her?”, another shorter one asked as you gasped slightly and searched with your hand after Negan’s arm to get his attention and started right as he turned to you.
“Don’t kill her”, you said determined while looking at him before he looked over to her and it seemed to dawn to him.
“Wait, is she one of-”, he said pointing with his baseball bat into Sasha’s direction while you slowly nodded.
You didn’t know if what you were doing here was right and if you got the others with that even more problems, but you couldn’t let him hurt or even kill her.
“Fuck”, you just heard Negan mutter before he turned back to his men.
“Get her in a cell”, Negan growled before you saw the man lifting Sasha up and dragging her along the floor until you weren’t able to see her anymore and you saw Negan turning around to you analyzing your face for information.
“You knew that it was her, huh? Thats why you wanted to come with me”, Negan said looking at you.
“Yeah, yeah I did. I recognized her voice over the walkie”, you said looking at him while you saw him shaking his head slightly while he began to chuckle.
“Hell, of course you did”, he said stroking over his jaw before you began walking back to the room.
The hallways were filled with less people than before, only a few men standing there with walkies in their hands waiting for more information while it got less and less until you came back to the room.
Negan opened it but stayed standing in the door frame looking at you.
“I’m gonna go and check outside, If everything’s alright again, but I’ll come back fucking soon, I promise”, he said before he smirked slightly before he swung his bat over his shoulder again and walked away, his heavy footsteps becoming more quiet with every second.
You laid down again, still hearing some men walking through the hallway as you first really realized what had happened.
Sasha was here.
And you were sure that she could have been dead if just some little thing went different.
God, the cells were disgusting things and just by the thought of your brother having to stay in there for so long made you feel incredibly uncomfortable but it was better than if you would have had to see her dying because of that plan.
You couldnt think of that her plan would have actually worked to kill Negan, nevertheless the thought of it working bothered you.
God, you could understand them for wanting him dead, you had have strong revenge thoughts too when you saw what he did in that night, except that you knew from the very beginning that actions like Rosita’s in Alexandria and Sasha’s now would do nothing but fail and probably make the situation worse and except that now, doesn’t matter how much you despised it, the thought of him dying send cold shivers down your back and let a lousy feeling create in your stomach.
You tried to suppress the thoughts that terrorized your head to finally fall asleep, knowing too good that all the feelings and fears you were suppressing over all this time would come back in your sleep as nightmares.
And that knowledge proved itself also in that night , even though this time something was different.
For the very first time you didn’t see one of your friends or your brother scream on the top of their lungs before you, blood streaming over their heads and bodies while you had to helpless see how they spit blood, their eyes wide open staring at you while they screamed for you to help them, before they collapsed and died still twitching and screaming in front of you.
No, this time it weren’t them.
It was Negan.

You woke up laying in Negan’s arms like after every night the nightmares came for you.
You didnt like it and you would do a lot to change it, but he had the ability to calm you down in your sleep and not let the nightmares come up again when he was holding you.
The whole time you had been here you had always tried to not let him see you vulnerable or even weak and as long as you were awake you had the control over that, but as soon as you fell asleep this control was gone and with that also the filter that sorted out all the emotions you didn’t want him to see.
And of course he took that chance to have your body that close to his, even though it actually seemed that the main reason was that he cared for you
You lifted yourself slowly up, looked at for some moments at him, seeing him peacefully sleeping while the pictures of last nights nightmare began to fade seeing him that peaceful.
You slowly released yourself out of his embrace and walked over to the bathroom to get ready.
You don’t really liked knowing that you had a nightmare with Negan dying, not only because those nightmares tortured you also because it meant that you got more drawn to him than you liked to admit.
You could deny that while you were conscious, but you couldn’t lie to your subconsciousness.
You looked at the thin bracelet around your wrist, Negans spontaneous gift to you he found while you were outside of the gates which sparkled right now in the morning light.
Your glance wandered over to your leather jacket that hung over the door knob waiting for you to slip on.
it wasnt just any jacket, It was a gift from your brother to you when you were still living in the prison.
Some day he had brought it back to it from a run, you had no idea where he had found it and he just wouldnt tell you because he knew he could tease you with that but anyway it turned into something that had become important to you over time.
And wearing his gift now together with Negan’s now seemed somehow bizarre to you, and still, you put the jacket on.

As you walked out of it Negan walked already dressed and smirking past you into the bathroom and came shortly after that out of it again while he slighlty chuckled
“Today’s an important damn day for your friend”, he said chuckling while he looked over to you.
“What are you planning for her?”, you asked, hoping that his answer wouldnt mean pain or even worse for her.
“See if she’s fucking things up or taking a chance, you’ll see Sweetheart”, he said slightly grinning.
“I need you to let me talk to her”, you said while you looked at him.
“She’s getting some pillows and food when she isn’t acting as fucked up as last night, think thats enough luxury for the first fucking time”, Negan said grabbing Lucille that had leaned against a wall till then while you sighed.
“I don’t need a lot time, please”, you said swallowing and waiting for him to answer.
“Hell, only if she’s not being an asshole and there are no emotional incidents from her side”, he said stroking over his jaw before you raised your voice.

You walked down the hallways, feeling a little tensed as you came closer to the cells.
From afar you saw one open cell door and as you came closer you heard a male voice coming from its inside combined with the sound of unbuckling a belt.
“Fighting’s just gonna make it last longer. Which, for the record, is fine by me”, you heard him say while you felt a cold shiver running down your back before you got a picture to the mans voice.
You saw him sitting there, opening his pants before you heard Negan grunting next to you and drumming his bat against the open door.
“David! What the hell are you doing in here?”, Negan asked calm but with a tensed and dangerous undertone.
“Negan, sir-”, began that asshole to say but got gladly cut off by Negan.
“Do you really think I need you to answer that? I can see that you’re trying to rape this woman. Fuck, you were really trying to rape this woman, weren’t you?”, asked Negan looking at the man who looked trembling up to him.
Your glance went over to Sasha, checking if she was alright before you heard Negan’s voice again.
“This is some unacceptable behavior. Rape is against the rules here. I wouldn’t wanna be somewhere where it wasn’t. Someone in charge who let something like that fly…Whew”, Negan said while you saw him sliding his knife out of its bracket.
You knew what would happen next and you were nothing but glad about it.
He deserved nothing else.
“David. You really crossed a line here”, Negan said darkly while he held the knife between him and David.
“I’m sorry, Sir”, he said in a begging tone.
“You know what? I do not accept your apology”, Negan said shoving the knife through the mans throat, slid it out of it and let the body of that asshole fall to the ground,
“So-uh, someone gotta get-”, Negan started to say, pointing at her while searching for her name.
“Sasha”, you said, seeing how not only Negan’s but also Sasha’s glance wandered over to you.
“Thanks, Sweetheart”, Negan said slightly smirking before he turned to his men.
“Get Sasha here a new T-shirt”, he said, before he crunched down to her.
“I’m sorry you had to see that. Sorry ‘bout the rope, too. Probably overkill, but you did cause one hell of a fucking fracas last night”, he said loosening the rope that had been around her hands before he got up.
“You know what, Sasha? Probably wouldnt have regonized you till now, if she wouldnt have told me”, Negan said, before her head snapped over to you, glaring into your eyes.
“Wow, Sasha you better calm down, ‘cause it might be that she somehow saved your life with that and actually, I’m pretty sure that this was her fucking purpose. So you better be a bit grateful and listen to what I have to say”, Negan said before he got up and continued.
“You’ve got some beach-ball-sized lady nuts on you, coming in all kamikaze like that and big question here, and I need the damn truth on this one. Did Rick put you up to this?”, Negan asked pointing with his bat at Sasha.
“Rick? Your bitch?”, she asked while you werent sure if she was saying that because she wanted to lead the attention away from your group or if she really saw him that way, which would actually fit to her actions.
You saw her huffing slightly before she looked at Negans arm that found its way again around your waist.
“You’re his bitch too?”, she asked hissing looking at the hand Negan had put on your waist while you thought you didn’t hear right.
“No I’m not”, you growled looking at her moving slightly away from Negan.
You wouldn’t leave that hanging in the air, not that.
You heard Negan chuckle darkly before he pointed his bat at Sasha.
“Ohwowow you better watch your mouth talking ‘bout her, cause I can still change my plans with you and you better not like to see what happens then”, Negan said chuckling but with a growling undertone in his voice.
“Alright…Either way, you must’ve thought it was gonna be the end, coming in on your lonesome like that. But that’s not the fucking way it’s got to go. Just the damn opposite. See this, well this could be the beginning”, he said placing his knife next to her before he continued.
“This one is yours now. You can try to use it, take me out, but considering I am standing above you, holding a fucking baseball bat, that doesn’t seem real smart. Now, you can use it to slit your wrists, which would be a damn shame, but I get it. You’re obviously not on the shiny side of the street, given recent events. Now, you can sit there and do nothin’, wait for ol’ David to come back to life and eat your face, also a damn shame and kinda nuts, but, hell, to each their own. Or you can use that blade and stop ol’ Rapey Davey from becoming Dead-Alive Rapey Davey, save yourself, join the cause. I know what I’d do”, Negan said looking down to Sasha.
“What?”, she asked irritated.
“Well, I’m a man short. Hell, you can’t really call this piece of fucking shit a man, but still, I’m short, and you got those beach-ball-sized lady nuts, and I wanna harness the heat comin’ off of them”, he said before crunching down to her.
He wanted to use her, of course he did.
“You can help me run this place one day, all of us together, following the rules, workin’ on the same side of things. That’s all this was ever about. And it still can fucking be for you. I know it’s hard to picture, considering what I fucking did”, he said while you saw her glancing to the bat before Negan continued.
“Well but Sasha, we all got shit to get over. Take some time. Think about it. Whatever you decide, so it shall be. No pressure. And, again, I am sorry you had to see that, even though I know you have seen some fucking things. I just want you to understand we are not monsters”, he said before he stood up again, walked over to you, the hand back on you lower back before he looked over to Sasha.
“So she wanted to talk to you and man, she could persuade me”, he said chuckling before he looked at you.
“Have some nice lady talk, Sweetheart. I’m gonna wait in our room having some men talk with Smartypants”, he said chuckling while biting his lip before he winked at you letting you huff annoyed, before he walked away.
You looked at the corpse laying in the cell, before you decided to sit down in the door frame, away from the probably soon reanimating corpse and outside enough to see if someone was listening, because that was the last thing you needed.
“I’m sorry for that happening to you”, you said as you sat down and saw Sasha nodding before her glance got more narrow.
“Did you fuck him to persuade him?”, she asked chuckling bitterly.
“No”, you responded with an angry undertone to her before you continued.
“Just that you know, I’m not someone he can do everything he wants with. I never was his bitch, I’m not now and I’m never gonna be”, you said more calm while you looked at her.
She just grumbled a bit before she looked up again.
“So you’re sharing a room with that asshole?”, she hissed crossing her arms.
“Yeah, yeah I am”, you said swallowing before you saw in her glance that you couldn’t leave it like that.
“I had my own one for some time until he thought after some stuff that I should stay with him”, you said trying to explain yourself even when you knew that the situation was that muddled that trying to explain everything wouldnt help a lot.
“I did not let that happen without protesting though”, you added while Sasha chuckled again.
“Anyways, when you’re both sleeping in one room, why didn’t you kill him in his sleep?”, she asked quietly, her voice tensed while she kept looking at you.
“Sasha, it’s not done with just killing him. I’ve seen what the Saviors are capable of doing and that’s more than what they did in that one night and in Alexandria afterwards. Kill Negan and you kill with that not only yourself but everybody else home. They’d first kill you and afterwards they’d go home and slaughter everyone”, you said looking at her before an uncomfortable silence filled the small room.
You looked down to your wrist tried to not let her see the bracelet and to just keep it vanished in the sleeve of your jacket, but you were sure that she had seen it before and within the next seconds you were proven right.
“Is that the real reason why you didn’t? Or does he flatter you with enough jewelry to turn you against us”, she said nodding to your wrist.
“Do you really think like that about me? That he could turn me against you with giving me some bracelet?”, you asked bewildered while you were now the one who chuckled bitterly.
“No normally I wouldn’t but the fact that you’re wearing it makes it kinda suspicious, you know”, she said, an ironic undertone swinging in her voice.
You huffed, even though you couldnt deny that next to the reason you told her was that you didn’t wanted him dead anymore, doesnt matter how ashamed that made you.
In the end you had two sides fighting each other inside you, one side wanted your group to fight back, the other side just wanted Negan to stay alive. 
And even though you had those thoughts, he wouldnt ever be able turn you against your friends, not with a bracelet, not with anything else.
“Alright, I can’t do more than telling you that I’ll not change teams and that I’d never betray you, doesn’t matter what happens. He can’t use me as a weapon against you all and I’m pretty sure he knows that”, you said before you continued, knowing that you just had to persuade her to not lose a friend.
“I just want everybody to be as safe as they can be in this situation, that doesn’t mean I don’t want you to rise up and fight, I want you to. I just wanted you all to do it without having to see more people unnecessarily dying…we both just want to protect them”, you said trying to lead the conversation into a better direction.
The situation wasn’t easy for everyone and you really didn’t want to have people from your group being against you.
“Yeah”, she just answered nodding.
“And I…I just wanted to let you know that I’m sorry for everything what happened in that night”, you said swallowing.
You didn’t know if that was the best situation but you had to tell her that and who knew when you would get the chance to talk to her again that way.
This conversation was the first proper one you had with one of your group members since that night.
“You don’t have to be”, she said sounding a little bit softer while you nodded and a thought came up in your head that would solve a lot of your problems and would let a lot sorrow vanish.
“Can you answer me one question? I won’t ask for anything else after that”, you said swallowing.
“Yeah, alright”, she said nodding slowly.
“Okay..don’t tell me where he his or anything else, the only thing I need to know is if he’s safe”, you said  quietly and swallowing looking at her knowing that she knew what and who you were talking about.
With that you had more than just knowing about your brothers condition you had two more things at once, her having a prove you that you’re not spying for Negan to find out where he is and second you wouldn’t have to lie to him.
“He is”, she said quietly while you smiled thankful at her.
“Thank you”, you said while another small smile created on your lips.
Your brother was safe and with that a huge burden disappeared had dissapeared.
”Would you want me to take his offer?”, she suddenly asked nodding over to the blood covered knife on the ground before you swallowed and raised your voice.
”I won’t tell you what to do, the only thing I’ll tell you is that I don’t want you dead.”

You walked through the empty hallways having to think about Sasha and what she would do and if that was actually the last time you had seen her, doesn’t matter how painful that thought was.
You walked around the corner already hearing two familiar voices coming from the inside of Negan’s room.
You turned the handle and saw Negan sitting on the couch, Eugene in one of the armchairs towards him.
As soon as you walked into the room Negans glance wandered over to you and a smirk created on his lips.
“There she is again!”, he said winking while he chuckled before he pointed over to Eugene.
“I just told Dr Smarty-Pants what I’m planning to do with your friend from the cell, in case she wasn’t actin like a bitch to you again”, Negan said chuckling.
“She wasn’t”, you said before you sat down on the couch and looked at Eugene who nervously played with the stuffed animal in his pocket.
“So smarty, guess you’re burning to get to know my plans for her. Well, I dont think that she’s the fucking smartest for breaking in here thinking she wouldn’t get caught, but she has for sure not many scruples and that makes her a pretty good add-on for my men power”, Negan said chuckling while he looked over to Eugene.
“Short: If she actually takes the damn fucking knife to stab rapey Davey into his sick fucking head she’s on board, just like you Smartypants ”, Negan added grinning.
“I’m gonna keep you updated, so go back to your good work Smarty and I’ll tell you If I need you to do fucking more for me”, Negan said closing the little booklet he held in his hands and laid it onto the table while Eugene stood reluctantly up, walked to the door and looked shortly back before closing it.
“Bye Sir, bye (Y/N)”, he said nodding before he closed the door.
The room got for a short moment silent before you saw Negan looking at Davids blood on his hands that slightly splattered them before he raised his voice.
“If that shithead would have only touched you once, hell, I would have bashed him slowly into tiny fucking pieces”, Negan growled almost that quiet that it sounded as if he was talking to himself.
As you looked over to him he raised his head and locked his eyes with yours
“I might have my methods you don’t agree with but as I said before we’re no monsters,..I’ll not let anyone just fucking attempt to rape someone here”, Negan said while you nodded slowly.
“Thats good”, you muttered before he caught your glance again.
“You don’t have to tell me when you don’t fucking want to, really, but well I just gotta ask you that. Out there… fuck, did some prick ever try to do that to you?”, he asked in a tone that sounded like he had his struggles asking you that and to have the risk to find out something he just didn’t want to hear.
“No, never came that far that someone could attempt to”, you said looking at him while you could see how that answer relieved him.
“Good”, he said nodding slowly before he raised his voice again.
“In case any fucker ever comes to close to you or even tries to do that shit, use that knife I gave you and fucking slit him up if you can, doesnt matter what else you’re doing just scream for me, alright? I mean it, I dont want that to happen to you in any fucking way”, he said serious.
“I’ll do it, I promise”, you said nodding while Negan nodded relieved.

Later you found yourself walking closer to the cell, not really knowing what would wait for you in there.
You couldnt and also didn’t want to imagine that Sasha would have killed herself, even though you could think of her rather being dead than joining Negan.
You saw the door in front of you before Negan opened it and the first thing you saw was David’s corpse with Negan’s knife sticking in his skull that let a relieved sigh travel up your throat.
“You win”, you heard Sasha’s voice coming from the inside before you got to see her.
“No. You win”, Negan said slightly chuckling looking from Sasha to the dead man on the ground.
“Get some people in here. Clean this shit up”, Negan said to the men standing behind you and him before he bowed down to the corpse and pulled the knife out of his skull before chuckling slightly as he saw Sasha’s glance.
“What? You didn’t actually think I was gonna let you keep this, did you? You still got a ways to go before I’ll believe you’re fully on board here”, Negan said tucking the knife into its bracket before he continued.
“Baby steps. It is absolutely not personal. If the situation was reversed, I’m sure you wouldn’t believe me either. Still the way you saved yourself, the way you surrendered to me just now. That is a damn good start”, he said grinning.
“Did she surrender?”, Sasha asked nodding over to your knife while you heard Negan chuckle.
And to be honest, you were eagerly on what he was about to respond in front of his men.
“Well Sasha, you do know that you can’t compare your situation to her’s, right?”, Negan said looking down to her.
“So did she?”, Sasha asked again and before Negan could respond you glanced over to him before you turned to Sasha.
“No”, you said sternly while feeling Negans glance on your body, it got quiet for a moment and Sasha looked over to Negan.
”Yeah, yeah she’s right. But you have to know Sasha, that’s a singular exception. Not did it before, not doing it again and there’s no fucking other way for everybody else. That has to be clear to you”, he said before he continued.
“Well, we got to work on some things, Sasha. But I fucking promise you, I will try to make it fun”, Negan said before he stepped closer and turned a little more serious.
“Cards on the table a little birdie told me that Rick and the rest of your people are up to no good. And, well, that needs to change, and you’re gonna help me change it. We’re gonna find us a win-win”, Negan said while Sasha looked questioning at him.
“How? What are you-?”, she said but got cut of by him.
“Well hey, I’m gonna let Eugene get you some stuff to make you more comfortable, let you have a taste of what it is we have to offer. Spend the night enjoying it, ‘cause tomorrow is gonna be a big day”, Negan said grinning.
And with that he didn’t just leave Sasha irritated, also you.
You didnt know about him finding something out, having a spy or anything else, but to be honest, that didn’t surprise you.
Him having those suspicions would have, if they would turn out to be true, consequences for your friends, maybe even deadly ones.
And for some time now he avoided telling you those things or talking about suspicions about them That could just be a single action coming from her, as well as the consequences for them or your brother  probably knowing too well that he would endanger the small and fragile bond you had build up to him.

The door shut again leaving you with him standing on the hallway while his men went back to their work.
“Big day?”, you asked knowing too good that big days usually were only good days for him. 
“Isn’t everyday a big day with me?“, Negan asked chuckling while biting his lip as you raised your eyebrows.
“Well that sounded like an especially big day,…what are you planning?”, you asked knowing that when he was hedging that way, you could expect something you probably didn’t like as the real answer.
“Why ruin the damn surprise, Sweetheart?”, Negan asked grinning while you scoffed slightly.
“'Cause I don’t know if I’m that much into your surprises, Negan”, you responded sternly while crossing your arms.
“You better are ‘cause surprises are something I’m pretty good at”, he said smirking wolfish, alluding something that just made you roll your eyes. 
“Anyways”, you said before you continued. “I just hope that it’s not including you killing or punishing one of my people again”, you said with a serious undertone.
“Sweetheart, when my damn suspicion is wrong and they’re up to nothing but damn good and don’t fuck this up again, then nobody’s getting hurt and everything is peacy. Just like the agreement says. I’m a man of my fucking word as you know”, he said still grinning but more serious while you nodded slowly, still with your arms crossed.
You just nodded still looking serious at him before you began to walk back to the bedroom.

It was already late as you got yourself ready for the night and finally walked over to the bed, Negan already laying under the sheets while he watched you walking over to your side and slipping under the blanket before you laid back into the pillows.
“So the same procedure as almost every fucking day?”, he asked chuckling while he looked over to you.
“Huh?”, you muttered before you looked irritated over to him.
“You close your pretty eyes on your side, far far away from me just ‘cause you rather get a fucking nightmare than overcome your stubbornness and come over to me even though you fucking know they fuck off then”, he said chuckling while you scoffed shaking your head slightly.
“You think I don’t know you good enough now, after the assload of time I spend with you, that it’s just your stubborn head right now that’s holding you back?”, asked Negan chuckling while you huffed because you knew that he was right.
If you really didn’t want something, you wouldn’t do it and you were sure that he absolutely knew that and this time it was just your mind preventing you. 
You looked at him before you saw his smirk slowly vanishing from his face and he swallowed slightly before raising his voice.
”Jokes aside just that you know, I’m not into seeing you flinch and whimper.
Can’t fucking stand it to be honest. Now I don’t know what shit you’re seeing there but it seems like some fucking hard crap to me. So do whatever you want, come over or stay there, but you don’t have to deal with that shit alone”, he said in serious tone.
You looked at him, seeing in the way he looked at you that he meant it.
For some moments you struggled with yourself before you made your decision on what felt right in this moment even if it probably was nothing but wrong in the eyes of everyone else you loved.
Slowly you moved towards him and soon you felt how he laid his arms around you and pulled you closer.
You felt his body close to yours, his arms wrapped tightly around you while you felt his warmth creating another one in your body, his warm breath on your skin creating goosebumps and your body relaxing slowly while you couldnt deny that it felt good.
And while you slowly dozed off into a sleep without any nightmares, you just hoped deeply that all what would happen tomorrow, wouldn’t turn out for badly for your friends, that nobody would get hurt and that the bond to Negan that slowly but surely grew stronger wouldn’t be endangered by himself.

part 15 - the season finale

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Steve finally gets his shit together and asks Bucky out on a date.
They are the cutest.

Catch up on any missed chapters HERE!

<To: Bucky>
– hey man I’m going to be in town overnight. My dad is turning sixty so I’m driving back for his party. I know it’s last minute but I’d like to see you

<From: Bucky>
– congrats to your dad. I’m free until about five then I have a few appointments and plans tonite
–it’d be cool to catch up for a minute

<To: Bucky>
– not sure what time I’ll make it out of here but if I have time can I stop by and see you?

<From: Bucky>
– yeah if you have time

Steve tried his hardest not to be disappointed when he didn’t make it over to see Bucky. But it was worse was when he texted Bucky to apologize and Bucky told it was no problem.

Steve definitely wanted not seeing each other to be a problem.

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Dally x Reader x Two-Bit

This is my first ever fanfic and it may be bad there also might be mistakes or run on sentences. I just hope you enjoy. Disclaimer this is a smut so beware you have been warned hope you will enjoy.

You are 15 years old and are walking down the street to Ponyboy’s house. You new that it wasn’t safe walking alone. Especially if your best friends with Pony’s gang but you were strong and smart and was walking very fast so you was ok for the mean while. You finally reach the Curtis house.

“WASSUP BITCHES” you say to who ever was in the house, but you soon found out that you were just with Two-Bit and Dally. Oh man did Dally do things to you but you were smart knowing that if you was to look up one night stand or fuckboy in the dictionary you would get a picture of Dallas Winston. Now Two-Bit was a different case you guys were always friends and you always thought he was cute but he did get annoying at times when he would make jokes about you liking Dally. Which of course you said it wasn’t true but your heat said other wise.

“Watchin Mickey, and im not a dog im a human boy” Two-bit remarked and you just kinda glared at him. Yup hes soo drunk you thought to yourself as you see the evidence of beer bottles around him. “Smokin” Dally replied rather quickly, you noticed the way he was looking you up and down even though thats just a normal Dally thing he seemed more into it today. Dally had just recently had broken up with his sluty ex girlfriend Sylvia, just thinking about her name made your blood boil that she would cheat on this beautiful looking specimen.

As you was just looking in between the two hottest boys in the gang you think that maybe its time for you to stop staring and to do your homework. As you start taking a out your work Dally asks you “ Isnt there funner things you rather do than do your homework” you just look up from your work “First off funner isnt a word and second i need to get it out of the way if i want to do anything fun”. You drew your attention away from Dallas for a bit “ Speaking of homework should you be doing yours Keith” you heard a loud groan coming from no other than Two-Bit “ III did it in schooools give me a break”. “Wow thats new, Two-Bit did his homework before the good girl did” Dallas said putting on one of his famous smirks. “ First off i did most if my homework in school im just finishing up some questions i didnt get to complete” you said staring at him chewing on the inside of your cheek. You hurried up and finished the last few problems and started packing up your supplies when you saw the two boys look at each other and grin. Dally puts out his cigarette on a near by ash tray. You raised an eyebrow utterly confused as Dally moved to the couch that you were sitting on, Two-Bit just watch with that dumb smile on his lips which you had grown to love.

“So doll now that your done with your homework how about a little bit of fun” Dally said that smirk never leaving his face, “What kind of fun do you have in mind” you asked you had a feeling of what it could be or maybe it wasn’t you couldn’t tell with Dally. He pick you up and sat you down in his lap which caused your face to turn as red as a tomato. While in his lap he edged his face closer to yours and your getting excited but also nervous but before you knew it Dallas was already kissing you.

Dallas had a his hands tightly around your body, as he kissed your plump lips slowly. His lips tasted like strawberries, which make the taste addictive. Two- Bit smirked, enjoying the view and came over to you and Dallas. Two-Bit pushed your hair back and started to leave very dark love bites on your skin. You let out a loud moan, which triggered Dallas and Two-Bit to gets excited.

Dallas licked your lower lip asking for entrance but when you didnt get the memo he squeezed your ass making you moan and opening your mouth a bit, he slid his tongue into your mouth and you two started french kiss on the couch.

“Let me get a turn” Two-Bit whined, Dally released your lips and picked you up to turn you towards Two-Bit. Dally being the very skilled person he is used his time wisely to start getting undressed as you and Two were going at it. Two was a little different feeling from Dally, Dally was rough, hard and needy but Two was still pretty rough not as rough as Dally and he also was very playful. Plus the taste of beer on his lips adding a new taste into the kiss.

As you two broke apart gasping for oxygen, Dally sees this as a opportunity to undress you so
he does just that. Once he gets to unclipping your bra thats when you think that this is seriously real and that anyone could walk into that door at any moment which added some more adrenaline into the whole mix. “ I though Dallas Winston doesnt share” you said in between gasps, “I usually dont bu-” Dally gets cut of by Two “Were trying to see which one of us you like more so you can go out with one if us”. “ Oh really now, but what if i dont choose either of you” you asked in a playful tone, “ Then i guess were gonna have to keep doing this to until you choose” Dallas said while smirking that sexy smirk.

You grinned at Dallas when he said that, you wouldnt mind having sex with the two hottest guys in the group but the bad thing is that they are very possessive and get jealous easily especially Dally. You decide to turn the tables and you started to tease them. You were sitting on Two-Bit laps kissing him with such a lust and such a passion, you slipped your right hand under Dally’s boxers and started to stroke him. In that action that caused him to give out a low breathe moan. And boy did that turn you on. You got off Two-Bit’s lap and helped pull off both of the boys underwear’s. You were sitting on your knees on the floor looking at both of their sizes and Dally’s was a tad bit bigger. Just from looking at it Dally was about a 12in and Two-Bit a 10in and they were both pretty thicc. Both of the boys looked at your face and you dont know what face you was making but you were just staring at their boners.

“Um (y/n) are you ok?” Two-Bit ask very concerned. Dally looked at you studying your face “Your a virgin aren’t you” Dally asked that smirk never leaving his face. You nodded slightly, you was thinking man am I seriously about to let this happen im 15 and im about to get fucked by a 18 year old and a 17 year old. They are basically adults and your not even 16 yet. Your mom would freak if she found out what you were doing.

You came back from your thoughts as your heard them arguing over who gets to take your virginity. “I shouuuld do it im the oldest and i never got to take a girrrrls Virginia before” Two-Bit slurred “You mean virginity” you corrected Two-Bit “Wow your 18 and you having taken someone’s virginity before thats sad” Dallas remarked “And besides im more skilled in this kind of thing” Dallas gave Two-Bit a look of victory when you budded in “ How about both at the same time” you asked meekly.

The boys stared at you in disbelief. “Both of us, on your first timmme???” Two-Bit couldnt rap his head around why on earth would you want that. You couldn’t believe that the smirk on Dally’s face could get any wider oh but it did. “I see that someone is feisty” Dally pinched your nipple and hummed at the at the moan you let out. “Ok how about we let her decide as to who’s gonna take her virginity” Two-Bit asked staring at your naked form. “How about we make this a game who ever cums first is the one to take away her virginity” Dally declared, “ Alright but if she cums first  then we can both say we still taken it from her” Two-Bit said.

You could tell that Dally like your feistiness so he patted the couch and you climb on the couch so that your knees were on the couch seats but your elbows on the top of the couch. “ Wait we dont have cond-” you tried to say before Two-Bit enters you making you lose your train of thought as the excruciating pain that was in your heat area. Dally grabbed his belt tying it around your hands as he enters shortly after Two-Bit did.You could tell Dally was getting impatient and he started to move and boy did it hurt the both of them in your tight untouched pussy.

“Take it easy now Dal shes a newbie and you might rip her walls” Two-Bit did sound kind of concern. “ Nah she’ll be fine besides with the both if us in here she gonna adjust quicker i think” Dally said pretty confident. After Dally hitting your g-spot and Two-Bit staring to move you adjusted and man did it feel soooo gud

Dally was more focused on trying to nut in you than Two-Bit was, now as for Two-Bit while he was fucking you he was also exploring your body. All you could hear in the Curtis house was the sound of wet skin slapping against wet skin and the sounds of your beautiful moans you three were making.

After a while of the constant stimulation your body couldn’t handle it you just bit your lips so hard to the point where it draws blood. Dally grabs your hair that you had neatly put into a ponytail yanking your head back. “ Im gonna c-” you couldn’t even finish your sentence when you came all over Dally and Two-Bit. Because of you coming that made Dally pull out and stuck his cock into your mouth sending his hit seed deep into your mouth with his seed settling in your empty stomach. While Two-Bit waited his turn to get your mouth he continued pounding into you and grabbed the beer he didnt finish drinking earlier. Dally was taking way to long in your mouth so he decided to pull out and stick his hard cock inside your butt hole and came in there.

Both of the guys ridding out their organs in your mouth and asshole. They both pulled out and you laid there in the couch. “ That was sooooo gud” Two-Bit said taking another sip of his beer. You wanted to lay their until you recovered but Dally thought otherwise, “ You look sexy laying there and all but you have to get dressed” Dally said to you while putting on his underwear and pants. You groaned but complied pulling on your clothes as you look back to see a sleeping Two-Bit on the couch.

“Aww look how cute” you said watching his sleeping form as you put on your clothes. Both you and Dally heard a car pull up in the driveway and you panicked you hurried shaking Two-Bit to wake up. Gathering up his clothes and putting them in his hands as you pushed him to the bathroom. When he was in the bathroom you ran back to sit on the couch and try to look normal. “Were back” you heard Darry say “ What is that smell” Ponyboy said grabbing the bridge of his nose. “ It smells like sex in here” Steve said while walking in. Soda looked you at the both of you and narrowed his eyes “OHHHHHHhhhhh you two FUCKED!!” Soda said while raising his voice. “Ew no thats just the smell of Dallas’s smoking” you said trying to lie and hurry to cover up them finding out. Everyone turns their attention to Two-Bit who walks out the bathroom fully dressed. “ Keith why are your pants on backwards” Darry asked narrowing his eyes. “ Oh shit all three of them fucked” Steve said as him and Soda started playfully punching each other.

“Um ew no first off im not gonna be a fuckgirl and fuck two guys at the same time secondly its Dallas Winston i dont want to be added to the list of girls he has fucked and thirdly why on earth would i fuck Two-Bit like come on he’s Two-Bit. "Hey whats that’s supposed to mean Two-Bit said sitting in between all his empty beer bottles and his pants are still backwards. "Keith what the fuck clean up after your self this isnt your house you cant just leave it a mess” Darry almost practically screamed at him.

“Your not my moooom” Two-But said before passing out on the floor. “Sooo where did you guys go” you asked trying to clear the tension. “Me Darry and Steve were all at work” Soda explained. “ Me and Johnny went to the movies we saw IT” Ponyboy said. “ Aww i wanted to see IT i guess ima have to go” you said pretend to be sad even though you kind of was. “ Awe dont worry doll ill take ya” Dally said budding in while lighting a cigarette “Thx and Two-Bit can come to hes been roasting that clown all week” you said think about watching the movie then going to Buck’s to hang out with them if ya know what i mean.

“Anyways ima go home guys” you said wanted to go to get cleaned up as you have soiled your underwear. As you was walking out the door you heard a string of goodbyes and you pulled your phone out your pocket. You went to messages and started a group chat called  " The three musketeers" that had Dally and Two-Bit in it.“Had fun hope to do it again sometimes 😏😝😘” you typed and pushed send as you walked down the street towards your house. Smiling to your self.


[Act I]


Ohana means family. Family means you ban one of us and the whole server goes up in FLAMES.

voice orgy time

there’s no proof I’m the antichris

You can’t spell advertisements without semen between the tits

i’ll giv u hot tip every day bb wink wonk

voyage right into my ass

Throwegg throwegg handegg runegg runegg runegg handegg throwegg

siberia is russia’s azkaban with or without magic

‘internet wants the gays, mom’

weeb in progresss


Mmm. I love the smell of gender essentialism in the morning.

shakes fist at stars

I need to farm money hard to pay for Beka and Yura’s genetic surgery

please get your crotch fruit away from me

my only wish in life is to motorboat viktors ass

whoah i did not expect to be turned on in general chat today O.o

Hi we’re the cockgobblers

oxes are getting fucked tonight

we may be old but we are not dead yet

So it’s a long dick vic fic

Hmmm, idk I’ve seen some unexpected things stuck up asses


bumpin uglies requires bumpers

to do list: shove ice up my gay ass



everything is a valid breakfast

daddy more like deaddy

whispers: what are water sports internet only shows me jet skis


we cleanse ourselves in fire and porn

He’s angry, he furry, he’s on ice

I mean you guys can mail me sex toys if you want

gay lava

'ring toss’ all i can think of is rimming

I’m putting Georgi in my cooter

Gays should always be sheltered from the hetro heat. Someone come fan me with rainbow palm leaves

Id make your mom shit her pants

i got distracted with chris having a viking orgy by a fire

“check this box if you’re wearing a fur suit RIGHT NOW”

i will validate the shit out of you

Good luck for your murder


Sexual milkman

if you can’t figure out from 6 skaters who the Japanese one is when he’s standing there wearing Japanese skate team uniform then idk how to help you


Human bacon is where it’s gonna be at

Eat kids, sure, but like… Cook them with seasoning

i clelaned my glasses and i can lowkey see through walls

all i do is fuck goats

Every time you lose your boner mid-coitus, it’s the Ghost of Denial floating through your body, seeking relief

Antis never forget their Chastity Belt™

(clenches fist) (raises hand to the sky) (slowly lets go) my final yike, may you be free

“nice fingers you got there. sure hope nothing happens to them”

How do I get a bigger dick Chris help me

Pour one out for Georgi


Real life Disney Prince: Johnny weir


I don’t get mail. I’m dead.

I’d never want a blowjob from a Spaniard

i’ll put something in your mouth jj but it aint soap

fuck me in the knee daddy

this chat is somewhere between a dumpster fire and an orgy

plisetsky and the dextrous tongue


I want there to be a cereal called 'Oaty-beks’



dick me. with your giant monster cock

dont hiragana me, wife

Concept: yurio with one leg behind his head licking his hairy snow leopard balls

Victor looks like a $5 whore

Victor looks like if you threw a handful of coins at him you could get anything you wanted

if you’re worried about being tall then just get on your knees

I was riding the gay

Fuck þat, you’ll learn

~~follow for more soft alcohol uwu~*

careful of any ten year olds ogling your KNEES

maybe a third leg is helpful on the ice

how did Chris fit a washing machine in his anus?

Great, I come back to chat and Christophe has a washing machine stuck up his ass.

Guys, urgent question, but if Spongebob has a penis, what would it be like?

holy shit i wish i survived the dick

We’re raising a contortionist

Most of this cast is less than straight

his name is Dark Overlord Raven Madness Puma

cum facials don’t count

If you praise the Lord while you cum it’s basically confession

Spicy food is the devil’s cum  

i LOVE big dongs

wanting to die in the jaws of a giant hamster, lovingly tucked into its cheek pouch until i gradually, softly lose consciousness in the warm wet cavern 

Hand me that cornbrator chum

Omw to dance but wanted to let you all know I had to stop myself saying “hit me with your car daddy” as I crossed the street.

Please immediately give me thousands of words of gay chicken “doesn’t count” Catholic guilt handjobs with JJ



The marriage will last as long as jj on their wedding night

i saw the words 'severe furry disappointment’. you called?

Surprise it’s syphilis

… being Hindu means all ur problems follow u to ur next life

“i’m just gonna rim this beaver … oh hey, strawberries!!!!!!”


Vaseline on body so it slides

come platonically rub ice on my nipples