#(please note: her ex denied the cheating rumors.)

[eyeheartboobiez]

-> 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗒𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗑 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

-> 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗎!

-> 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍: 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾 (𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖶𝖺𝗒𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 ) 𝖾𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝖡𝗋𝗎𝖼𝖾 𝖶𝖺𝗒𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾.

-> 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇🫶🏿

Gotham royalty, Dick Grayson, caught with actress Y/N Y/LN behind the scenes of upcoming movie (3/5/2023 1:52 PM)

For months now, fans have been questioning the mysterious relationship between Dick Grayson and Hollywood’s favorite star, Y/N Y/LN. While this may come as a surprise to some, for most of us, it was kind of expected.

Just this morning, the two were seen outside of the actress's trailer on the set of her upcoming movie. The young actress, most notable for her acclaimed EGOT status, is using the feature film to officially bring and end to her acting hiatus.

For a little over three years now, Y/N has practically shut herself out from the public eye, wanting to take care of personal matters in her life. Insiders report that regardless of her "mysterious health condition", she's back and better than ever!

And of course, despite most of the filming taking place in the heart of New York, the gothamite had no trouble traveling to to visit her on set. Paparazzi spotted the apparent couple looking closer than usual just as Dick was seen leaving her trailer.

Throughout the years, both celebrities have been stuck in the classic "will they, won't they" situationship. We can easily take a quick look at the history of the two when they were introduced to each other through their mutual friend, Kori Anders.

Kori, who also happens to be co-starring in the same film as Y/LN, has noted in the past how much she would love for both friends to get together, saying that:

"I know most people usually don't want their besties to date each other, but I actually wouldn't mind. Dick is a good guy, and he's the kind of guy that Y/N could really use right now..."

On the other hand, Y/N has made it clear in the past that she's not looking for a relationship, wanting to focus on her son, Jonathan, instead. After getting pregnant by her ex (who ended up cheating on her, ouch!), the actress tried to keep her life as private as possible.

Dick, on the other hand, absolutely adores Y/N and her son! Over the course of their decade long friendship, the billionaire has proven to be a prominent figure in the child's life. Even this past March, the eldest Wayne flew both the mother and her little five year old out of the country to vacation with him in Italy.

Even though the celebs constantly try to deny any dating rumors, the proof is in the pudding now! No matter how much they try to defend their so called "friendship", we can't help but love the way they love.

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@bigdickgrayson: Welp I guess the secret's out. These past few years have been some of the best years of my life all thanks to the little family I get to call my own. After getting married, I get to call myself a dad to not only my son Johnny, but to my beautiful baby girl Mari as well. Of course, while Johnathan may not be mine by blood, I still love him and his sister as my own. After practically raising him alongside my beautiful wife, there's nothing else I would see him as. These people here are the light of my life and I am forever greatful for it. Love you Y/NN❤️

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user1: THERE'S TWO???

⤷ user2: no actually since when was there a second one🧍‍♀️

user3: ahh the babies are too cute!!

user4: he's not a step father he's the father that stepped UP

@y/nofficial: 🩵

⤷ @bigdickgayson: 💙

⤷ user5: CRWING SCREAMING SOBBING

⤷ user6: when is it my turn bro PLEASE

user7: congra😭tula😭tions😭😭

user8: my royal family fr🫶

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@y/nofficial: my lil yeah <3

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user1: fym "lil yeah" girl yall are MARRIED

user2: WAR IS OVERRR

user3: im so happy for you mamas <3

user4: i like how dick wrote a whole essay while miss girl is out here giving us scraps😭

⤷ user5: bro she will NAWT hesitate to deactivate her entire account go get a straw and suck it up abeg

user6: still can't wrap my head around the fact that she hid a whole ass baby right under our noses💀

@bigdickgrayson: 💙

⤷ @y/nofficial: 🩵

⤷ user7: somebody catchme.... imma pass out..

user8: the true people's princess🥹

notice how i used e news for dick and tmz for jason because it matches their color scheme👀 also ty abby for giving me the idea to give them two kids instead of one ily foreva and eva

[thereticx]

៚𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌

inspired by this song

pairing: Eren Jaeger x Reader

summary: Eren Jaeger shows his face again after a whole year away, recovering from the mess that was yours' breakup. Summer was already here and with it there's no escaping one another.

warnings: break up, ex's to lovers, cheating rumors, sexual themes, slight body talk

author's note: first attempt to write something that includes a song so I hope this isn't terrible (also the first one shot with smut after some time)

✎"Darling, you need to eat something. Please" Carla's voice rang through the massive room where she and her son stood for almost an hour trying to enjoy some good food. She hated seeing him like this, empty and absent.

Eren played with the fork while slowly raising his eyes to face his mother. He tried to mimic a smile as best as he could, maybe just maybe, she'll let it go "I'm not that hungry I ate before I got here"

The long ride to his mother's house gave him enough time to put himself together, to put up a front, convincing enough in order to not raise suspicions. But he forgot that it's his mother. Carla could read him like an open book, she was able to break through his facade and see him.

"Sweetheart, did you break up? Or is it something else? You know you can—"

"Yeah, we did" The boy felt how tears were about to fall from his eyes. God, he hated crying. It made him weak and hopeless. A single question was enough to take him back to that day where all went downhill.

「Hand over heart, I'm praying

That I'm gonna make it out alive 」

"Three years, Eren! Three damn years!" Your mouth tasted the salty tears that slipped over your chapped lips, then it hit you "Why?"

Eren stood in front of you, his eyes scanning your form. Your beautiful face was coated with tears and your eyes were tinted red from all the emotions flowing through them. Those eyes he got lost in every night held so much pain, so much betrayal, for him.

"Baby…please.. I can explain, just—" His trembling hands reached out for you, taking your face in them, his thumb brushing away a droplet of water. Eren's touch was so comforting yet so strange in that moment. You didn't know what to do, how to react. Part of you wanted to slap him so hard he would feel the sting for days, but another part wanted to give up. It was quite tempting to fall into his arms, to let him taste your lips and whisper what you so desperately wanted to hear.

「You got me scattered in pieces

Shining like stars and screaming」

No it's not right. You couldn't offer him your forgiveness not this time. With a shaky breath you managed to break everything you two have built. Every happy moment where you were laughing together, kissing, undressing everything crumbled. To say it hurt like hell was an understatement. It felt horrible. Eren felt his heart hurt, his chest moving up and down so fast he couldn't breathe properly "Please don't….please"

「This is a modern fairy tale

No happy endings」

That day haunted you for weeks on end. You grew to miss him so—so much that nothing had meaning in your life without him.

Eren was the air you breathed, he was the sun that warmed you up whenever you had a messed up day, when you wanted to smash everything in your sight and just hysterically cry.

He would warm you up with his little smirk that showcased perfect teeth, coming to embrace you and kiss your eyelids, your hair and finally your lips. There, he spent a good amount of time, swallowing every regret you had for the day and every bad thought. His lips were so gentle and sweet you couldn't resist. His fingers playing with the hem of your shorts while saying "Let me love you, baby"

And who were you to deny him?

「The bed's getting cold and you're not here

The future that we hold is so unclear

But I'm not alive until you call

And I'll bet the odds against it all」

The body that laid beside you was unknown, strange. Your soul refused to acknowledge it. The burning feeling you once got from Eren touching you, now it was locked up. There's no such thing as pleasure anymore. Only the gods now, you tried to love him. Your new boyfriend. You really did try.

If only he knew what was going on through your head a few hours ago when you had sex. If only he knew the boy who stole your mind and heart was far—far away and still you felt him so close.

His old shirts were kept in your closet, his ring that he had given you on your first year anniversary was kept beside you on your nightstand.

「There's a million reasons why I should give you up

But the heart wants what it wants」

Nights were the worst. In those moments you felt like the most. Your body tingles when you wear his clothes and when you click on the album you're faced with thousands of memories. All of them printed on your mind that when you close your eyes you're able to see him.

「You got me sippin' on something

I can't compare to nothing」

"Eren…this is my boyfriend" A knife ripped his skin and struck his heart. Was this really happening? He shook his hand trying to be as polite as possible but deep down he wanted to break your boyfriend's head and steal you away from him.

Eren was dressed handsomely but adapted to the hot weather. He had his key necklace hidden under his shirt and a smaller one sitting right at the base of his neck. His arms were decorated with bracelets all of them from the time you went to parties together but what really caught your attention was the ring he wore. The one you bought him when he turned nineteen.

He always wore it, even at the gym. Despite the fact that it left nasty marks on his finger, he didn't dare take it off.

When you trailer your eyes up his form you caught his eyes. You could see the pain and regret was still there, but he restrained himself from making a move. His body just couldn't move. You saw the innerbattle he endured seeing you with another man. It was hard for you too, because if he was to take your hand in his right then and there you'll give in and abandon your morals.

Please do it.

He didn't.

「But then you disappear and make me wait

And every second's like torture」

This was a terrible idea. You shouldn't be here with him. Not alone. It's not like you didn't trust him, you didn't trust yourself.

"So, about that thing. I didn't cheat on you. Historia just got into a fight with Ymir and I hugged her. That's all" Eren felt like it was too late to explain everything. But he had hope that you'll take him back.

「Save your advice 'cause I won't hear

You might be right, but I don't care

There's a million reasons why I should give you up

But the heart wants what it wants

The heart wants what it wants」

You smashed your cold lips against his, licking his lower lip to ask for entrance. His hands cupped your face keeping you so close your breaths became one. The taste of him was so addicting you desperately wanted to rip his clothes off.

"What about him?" He whispered, opening his eyes to scan your reaction. You smiled "The only one I care about right now is you. So, shut up and kiss me"

(the two of you broke up before this)

His arms lifted you by the hips and wrapped your legs around his waist. You felt him smirk against your neck, pressing wet hungry kisses. You tilted your head to the side allowing Eren to mark your neck. Your fingers were in his hair taking out his hair tie and letting the long strands of hair to rest on his shoulders "Eren..please"

"I know baby, I know" With one kiss pressed on your lips he laid you down on his bed sheets, admiring your body. You were curvier than he remembered, more beautiful if that was even possible.

Eren removed his shirt, his torso and abs on full display. He let your finger travel on his pecks while he rested his forehead on yours "I fucking missed you" Your touch raised goosebumps on his whole body and his pants were tighter with every second.

You sat up discarding your clothes along with your bra and underwear. You kept your thighs together to stop the slick from slipping further down your legs.

Eren watched you with hungry eyes when he noticed something. Your arms were around your middle, to hide something. He leaned in, taking your lips in his, meeting your tongue. You couldn't escape him. His overwhelming presence made you remove your arms from around you and pull him in, working your way to get him out of his pants.

Eren gripped his dick in his hand aligning with your entrance. His slit moved briefly up and down teasing you "Eren please.." You raised your hips to get some kind of friction.

The boy gripped your hips and stopped your movements "Tell me if it hurts" He pushed his tip inside, making you gripp the bedsheets. It's been a long time since he had been inside you and your now ex boyfriend wasn't even near as big as Eren.

He pushed forward making you close your eyes to stop the tears from building up "Relax baby I'm almost halfway"

Halfway?

"Eren it hurts—" Upon hearing you, he moved no more. His hands grabbed yours and squeezed them "Shh…you're doing so good love..so good" You opened your eyes seeing him look at you with so much love and admiration. He was painfully hard but still he took it slow for you.

His thumb drew circles on your hand while he whispered "Do you remember the first time we did it? You took me so good. Fuck, this pussy is perfect baby. You're perfect"

While he talked you were so focused that you didn't pay attention to the pain anymore "Can I move?"

Oh..

You slowly nodded your head and felt Eren's thrusts. His movements were slow but deep. Your walls hugged him so good he felt like cumming right then.

"Oh fuck—" He picked up the pace, making you see stars. His dick went deeper with every movement reaching your g spot.

You arched your back feeling your orgasm build up "Eren I'm about to cum" He let go of your arms letting you wrap them around his neck. You rested your face in the crook of his neck, panting.

Eren felt your pussy clench around him as your orgasm hit you "That's it baby. Let it go" He put his hand on the back of your head, stroking your hair while he kissed your hair line.

When he pulled out of you, your juices where running down your inner thighs "No..you didn't get to cum"

He laughed sweetly pecking your lips "Don't worry about me—"

But you didn't listen. You pushed him on the bed, your lips kissing him lower and lower, reaching his still hard dick.

You looked up at him and god, he was about break. His hair stuck to his handsome face, his cheeks reddening. He was embarrassed.

You started kissing his dick from the base until you reached his tip. Your tongue came in contact with the precum and didn't hesitate to take him in all the way.

"Fuck—fuck" You felt his fingers grip your hair while he held you there for a second. He didn't apply pressure letting you do whatever.

You moved your head up and down, your tongue flat against his dick. He wasn't able to contain himself and thrusted up in your mouth "Don't stop fuck—"

You didn't dare to. Your hand squeezed his balls while you went faster. His moans were getting louder which indicated that he was close. Eren wasn't the one to shy away when having sex. He was as loud as he wanted.

His dick hit the back of your throat, releasing his load.

He watched you swallow his cum. You crawled on top of him kissing him. He trapped you with his arms, his lips biting your earlobe "I love you, Y/N"

You didn't reply with words but rather you kissed his jaw resting your head on his chest.

I love you

He knew that. You didn't have to speak.

For him it was enough that you were there.

That night the two of you made a promise. Through breathless moments you admitted to yourselves that…..

「The heart wants what it wants, baby

It wants what it wants, baby」

Your hearts want one another.

[kiwiikato]

Hi! I saw your requests are open so I need someone to write some Ken x reader ideas lol but first I wanted to know if you have any rules or is there anything you don't feel comfortable writing? 👉🏻👈🏻

masterlist

PLEASE DO TAG/CREDIT ME IF YOU USE ANY OF THESE IDEAS :3 i would love to read everyone’s work

i really hope this is accurate to what you want in your requests, so let’s go! i’ll try to get a good amount out for u :3

as for the comfortable part, i don’t really have any rules, just the usual avoiding really weird and socially bad topics

note! if anyone wants to request these headcannons as an actually drabble, i would be more than willing to do it. just pls be aware that i am hesitant on nsfw stories but i’d be willing to give it a try!

kenji sato x reader ideas!

divorced dad! kenji x preschool teacher! reader - very wholesome story, kenji takes his child to school and after a couple of interactions, he can’t help but get nervous and ask you out for dinner, finding your kind and loving nature for his child lovable.

baseball player! kenji x reporter! reader

married couple! kenji x reader - just a story of cute moments they have as a married couple, whether it be sleeping, cooking, dancing, showering, and so on. all these actions and moments pure and sweet.

kenji x old childhood friend! reader

kenji x ex-girlfriend/boyfriend! reader - the usual ex couple who runs into one another and can’t deny their remaining attraction to one another, giving it another shot

exhausted! kenji x sweet convenience worker! reader - on the days where kenji is more exhausted from taking care of emi, he takes a break picking out some snacks for himself to enjoy. the convenience worker there ends up feeling bad for him and giving him the snacks for free on you. this one time interactions becomes more frequent and he eventually asks you out on a date with a cute confession.

kenji x marine biologist! reader - kenji goes and asks you, a dr. in marine biology, specific weird questions, all correlating to emi (who you don’t know about). it isn’t till he keeps coming back more, that he finally introduces you to emi, making you become excited at the cute scaly kaiju.

kenji! x coaches daughter/son! reader

kenji x ami’s sister! reader

ultraman! kenji x robotics engineer! reader - a cute story of kenji always “accidently” breaking things and returning back to you to fix them, all as an excuse to see you.

ultraman! kenji x ultraperson! reader

kenji x architect! reader - kenji hires an architecture to help add onto his house, the constant meetings get you closer and closer

kenji x personal chef! reader

kenji x kaiju whisperer! reader - only one person really knows anything about kaijus, you! being the only person to actually have stumbled across kaijus, you begin to study them and grow your knowledge. when kenji first gets emi, he struggles to take care of her, giving in to searching for the girl who is rumored to be a kaiju whisperer. he eventually hires you and the two of you become closer over time.

kenji! x single mother! reader

kenji sato x reader angst ideas!

couple! kenji x reader - motorcycle incident - either the reader OR kenji get into a motorcycle accident and are sent to the hospital. the unharmed partner runs to the hospital in a hurry, panicking at the wounds they’re significant other have sustained. when they get to the hospital, they can’t help but to demand answers and cry as they wait for you to come back from the operation room.

cheating! kenji x reader

kenji x cheating! reader

divorced couple! kenji x reader

mourning kenji x reader - it’s been a couple months, maybe even a year, since his partner passed away due to a illness. each day is a reminder of how you’re no longer there in front of him and it tears him apart. sending him into grief and loosing his bonds and hobbies in the process.

kenji x reader - fighting and falling out of love

college playboy! kenji x reader

asshole celebrity! kenji x reader - kenji is getting interviewed, and in the midst of the questions, he is asked about his love life and calls you a temporary fling, hurting your feelings and making you leave his place saddened

ultraman! kenji x injured in battle! reader

kenji x kidnapped for ransom! reader

kenji sato x reader nsfw ideas!

dominant! kenji x submissive! reader

submissive! kenji x dominant! reader

sports rivals! kenji x m!reader

annoyed/sexually frustrated! kenji x reporter! reader - kenji is being watched by a reporter, you, so his normal routines are being disrupted, including sexual relief. eventually he catches you, lectures you, get frustrated, and you offer to do anything to not get sued. one thing led to another and BOOM! the nasties are done ;3

glory hole! kenji x reader

baseball player! kenji x assistant coach! reader

single father! kenji x babysitter! reader - kenji is a single father, struggling to raise his human child, he calls for a babysitter. you come into the picture and have now been working there for months, the both of you slightly eyeing eachother but staying professional. until one day, kenji’s kid is asleep and the two of you get some much needed alone time

ultraman! kenji x assistant! reader

[margridarnauds]

I didn’t want to really comment on this because I felt like this situation deserved as much delicacy as possible, that the families are already going through too much and deserve privacy, not a public circus, and that there was nothing that I could really say that no one else had said, but after seeing some truly foul things in Sayaka Kanda’s tag and wanting to see them thoroughly buried, here is my opinion on her: 

I didn’t know her personally, just like every single other person on Tumblr. I didn’t. I don’t know what she was like, I can’t comment on it. 

Here’s what I can say: She was one of the single most talented musical theatre stars I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing on stage. She was an absolutely stunning Olympe, someone who gave her vitality and anger and passion and tenderness. In my time, I’ve seen a lot of actors and actresses on the Japanese stage, there are a lot I’ve liked. She was one of the few that I actively followed. There was always this great...energy to her characters, never in a grating way, but in a way that allowed you to feel what the characters were feeling, and she had a strong, clear voice. I always knew, when looking into any production of hers, that I could be absolutely certain as far as the quality of the performance. 

And now she’s gone. And I can’t imagine what it’s like for her family, because even as someone who didn’t know her, I’m feeling a void, this sense of a “before” and an “after”. It’s hard to realize that I’m never going to see another PV with her face in it, or see an Instagram update, or consider buying a proshot because she’s in it. The world of Japanese musicals has lost...such an incredibly bright star, someone who, in many ways, defined JMusicals for me.  

And if I see one more person. One more person. In her tag to spread hate in some misaimed crusade, I’m going to start chewing glass. I don’t honestly care how long ago the posts were made, they’re all a symptom. She was relentlessly hounded about her private life, judged, had her name dragged through the mud, and told that she would never be forgiven for the crime of saying that she didn’t want to have children with her husband because she came from a divorced home. And I don’t want to speculate more, but given the investigation and the current theories around her death, seeing those posts and having the hindsight to know what would happen leaves a REALLY bad taste in my mouth. 

She was just 35 years old, guys, for the love of God. She should have had so much more time. 

[horrorslashergirl]

Kinda want a part two of Chromeskull with the tattoo artist!reader. Maybe with her divorcing her husband, starting a relationship with Jesse and getting the tattoo he suggested.

Chromeskull x Tattoo Artist!Reader- Guilty Pleasures Part 2

Authors Note: You asked and you recieved. Part two of this taboo guilty relationship. You simply cannot say no, no to this man.

Part 1 HERE

Warnings: None I can think of.

Words: 1.4k

Were you feeling guilty? Probably. Did you care? Most likely not. Looking into the mirror of your bathroom after a night of stressful sleep and at this very moment, you were glad your husband left earlier for work, not in the mood to put up with anything.

To say that the affair you had with your boss was eating at your mind was a faint understatement because sickly, you enjoyed it a lot and in a more twisted way, you wanted more.

The past week has been a hazardous adventure you weren't looking forward to having, not one bit, especially after your parents-in-law came unannounced, a particular reason you hated them, but at first, you thought that's what everyone feels about their own parents-in-law.

Your husband's father wasn't a problem, surprisingly you didn't mind him, he never criticized you, only talked about the old days and he was as calm as a beach in the winter can be. The problem was your mother-in-law and sometimes you wondered if jail was worth it to get rid of the old hag.

She always spoke well of her son and gave you unwanted advice about how a wife should be. To put it bluntly, she wanted you to be the perfect housewife which in your opinion wasn't a good attribute in your book, but you meant well. You learned to cook better for the sake of this marriage, learned to control your rebellious attitude, which was quite the challenge, but she demanded more and more out of you.

The topic came this week when she came unannounced and she asked when you and her son were going to have a baby. You almost choked on your drink and the answer that your husband gave, made you more anxious.

'Soon.'

Alright, you loved children and the idea of being a mother was a plan in the future, but not with him.

That's why you were looking like a corpse at this moment; ever since that discussion your husband opened the topic of having children with each day, and your answer always was the same.

'In the close future.'

You wanted to escape so badly, but being a divorced woman in society wasn't exactly a big plus and you knew that if it would happen you would be seen as the villain and everyone will probably tag you with words that would drown your self-esteem.

Staying in an unhappy marriage for the sake of society. How marvelous!

You grimaced, staying outside on the front porch of your house, taking a deep drag of smoke and exhaling like the nicotine will ease your nerves. It was another late night full of arguments and whatnot with your husband; he seemed to find flaws in each step you took. When the door opened your gaze moved to your husband who had a very serious expression, his arms crossed and you knew he was going to say something.

"I want a divorce." he simply stated, making you raise your eyebrows in surprise. Well, you clearly didn't see that one coming.

After you finished your cigarette and got inside, he told you that there was no point in maintaining this marriage and according to him you were embarrassing him, destroying his image.

Pffff...What image? What reputation?

To say that the divorce went simply was an understatement. You didn't have too much to take from this marriage, the house was his, the car too, you just had your little belongings and that was it. He was just surprised that you didn't want to undress him of money or any winning.

The ultimate prize of this divorce was that you will be finally free; no more critiques, no more useless arguments over the smallest things in life.

You were back at work at one of Jesse's warehouses, inking up one of his henchmen, when the door opened and the tall and imposing form of your boss was blocking the door. The guy you were tattooing quickly got up and left the two of you alone; smart guy.

'I'd heard about your divorce.' the electronic voice spoke and you internally groaned.

"The rumors are really floating here quickly, huh?" you asked, not really surprised. Jesse had a habit of knowing every small detail of his employees.

'You're finally free.' he stated, a sentence that the intentions were clearly; reminding you that this is what you bragged about wanting before you two went at it like rabbits.

"Yes, but I don't feel like it."

'How come?'

"Well, his family hates my guts, all of our friends took his part and pretty much labeled me as a 'whore'....I don't know...How would you feel?" you asked, arms crossed and eyebrow raised, your mood clearly not a good one.

'I'm a widower.'

Ouch, that hit a nerve and he was right. He lost much more than you, not to mention being just inches from dying.

"Sorry. I'm just....I didn't know how hard a divorce can fuck up one's self-esteem." you said, sitting down and running a hand through your hair.

One brown eye looked curiously at you, then he closed the door, stepping towards you, his huge hand cupping your cheek, making you look at him.

'Do I have to remind you how beautiful and amazing you are?' 

You knew he was just trying to cheer you up, pull you up from the shreds and ashes your now ex-husband created, but why? Jesse wasn't being nice without a reason, you weren't one of these guidable piggies he either fucked or killed or both. The man was the vainest person you knew, even with his face the result it is today, he could pull off the drop-dead charming casanova attitude with ease.

"You don't have to lose your time trying to cheer me up." you muttered, only for your nose to be caught between two of his fingers, making you squeak a little, making him smirk, fingers typing on the phone.

'What if I want to spend all the time with you, dollface?'

Alright, that was new. He never showed interest in you, and that affair you had with him was something that you would classify it was accidental and desperate, something you didn't want to happen again....But you're divorced now, right? Single, free and to do as you please.

"Don't say things you don't mean.....plus this is..." you didn't know exactly what to say.

'Wrong?' he signed, looking at you with amusement.

'Correct me if I'm wrong, but....when you were married you didn't found it wrong to jump my dick.' he typed on the phone, a smug look on his scarred face at the expression you made when you read his response.

"I-I didn't-" you quickly said, only to be stopped, when he spun you around, pinning you against the cold wall of the room, a silent snarl pulling at his lips, giving you a glimpse of the predator that he truly was inside.

'Pleeeeease...Don't act like such a prude.' he types on the phone with one hand, the other slowly running up your waist, dragging your shirt up, exposing more skin with each inch his hand was running up.

You were left speechless; no wonder all these piggies were falling on their knees for him, he wasn't one to be denied, to be said 'no' to.

"You're my boss!" you said, feeling your cheeks heat up at his obscene suggestions.

He snorted in your response, rolling his brown eye.

'You're one to bring up moralities now? You cheated on your husband with your boss...and you liked it.' he typed, his body moving to be flush against yours, feeling how excited he was, not like you were any different down with how moist your panties got from all the sexual tension.

'You're just as fucked up as I am...Not that I mind one bit.' he typed, another flash of pearly white pulled into an arrogant grin.

"P-Please..." you didn't know what you begged for.

Were you begging for him to stop this charade or were you begging for him to finish this nonsense?

'You were mine from the moment you spread your legs for me.'

Oh God, this was so humiliating.

Your eyes were wide open, looking up at him, both breaths heavy, then the lips came crashing together into a needy and passionate kiss.

It was true, you were his....The moment you took up on his advice and inked your whole arm into the tattoo he suggested.

Skulls and Roses.

[kairi-chan]

I Got You (XXXI) - BoruSara

Title: Plead Guilty

Genre: If idiocy was a crime, these two better plead guilty

Rating: T

Beta read by: @sandpancakecat <3 

Shikadai, Sumire, Wasabi, Namida, Chocho, Denki, and Iwabe and Inojin sat down huddled closer together. Even if they tried to keep their voices down, the intrigue filled the air, excitement making their voices rise. Everyone who passed by their table shook their heads, vexed with all the gossiping going on.

“I heard Kagura cried a lot,” Namida whispered sadly. “But overall, he was really nice about it.”

Wasabi buzzed her lips. “Yeah, but I heard Sarada didn’t even shed a tear.”

“No, she did!” Chocho hissed, obviously defending her best friend. “It just… took a while before it actually hit her. She was a mess back in the dorm...”

“Did she cry because she ended it, or because she was ashamed, she dragged it on for that long?” Shikadai snorted, to which Iwabe snickered.

“Hey,” Denki slapped Iwabe’s shoulder with the back of his hand. “Sarada really liked him. I’m sure it was hard for her to make the decision.”

Inojin rolled his eyes as his friends kept talking about her breakup, grimacing each time someone brought up incorrect information. As soon as he heard Sarada called Kagura to break up, he waited and planned who he could get all the details from. Obviously, Chubbs wasn’t going to spill all the details.

Despite Chocho’s zeal for… information, she generally kept quiet. Inojin knew Sarada asked Chocho not to tell their other friends, in fear that Boruto would hear what she had told Kagura. It was expected, really. Even if Sarada was close to him and Shikadai, she wouldn’t come gushing to them about all the dirty details, either. He pursed his lips and guessed she was with Mitsuki right now, probably telling him about what happened. Mitsuki also didn’t spill… not as much, at least. But it was frustrating to get him to talk.

Which is exactly why Inojin took the liberty of going to the next best source--Kagura’s friends. Well, ex-friends, that is. The guys on the fencing team were good at the sport, but inherently bad news. The biggest baddie was Shizuma and had Kagura wrapped around his finger before Sarada entered the picture.

Oh boy, did that guy hate her and their friend group. Kagura had drifted away from Shizuma's clique once he and Sarada started dating, but now that they were over… it was bound to happen. Kagura eventually came back to them. Despite the nasty looks, they still welcomed their star player back. Shizuma also wasted no time to sink his teeth back into his prey.  

Shizuma was the first to know, being in Kagura’s inner circle. But like hell that guy would spill the tea. That dude was one pretty boy and liked to talk, but like Chubbs, he was also protective of Kagura and had a lot of influence over him. Borderline manipulative, really. Inojin shuddered. He did not like the other stories he heard about Shizuma in the past…

Really, Inojin was happy for the dude when he started dating Sarada just because he was out of Shizuma’s grasp…

The next best person to ask was the idiot of that group. When Inojin managed to get him alone, he hit the jackpot. His source had been none other than Shizuma’s number one suck up, Tsuruchi Hachiya. Arguably, he was also in Kagura’s inner circle since he hung around him a lot, but he didn’t seem like a close friend. Kagura would help Tsuruchi with homework and eat with him and stuff, but Inojin never felt the… bond of brotherhood between the two. Judging from Shizuma’s bad mood and his other fencing teammates hanging around him all day, it looks like the gang was already informed regarding what went down.

It was too easy to get Tsuruchi to talk. Inojin thought he would need to resort to bribery or force, but the idiot was all too eager to blab. Clearly mirroring Shizuma’s distaste for the breakup, and how frustrated he was with Sarada and Kagura’s “weak” response to her reasons. It hurt to hear Shizuma’s words, despite it coming out of Tsuruchi’s mouth, and all the other nasty things he said. But two things were clear to Inojin:

One. Kagura was nowhere near angry or said anything hurtful to Sarada. He took it rather well, and they even hugged it out. He also asked for them to remain friends, and on good terms, to which Sarada obliged.

Two. Sarada’s reasons were utter bullshit, but when Kagura brought up that Boruto was the real reason for their breakup, her temper rose. Although she did not deny it as well. Kagura was able to placate her, assuring her that he had known all along that she was in love with Boruto. And that it was clear to Kagura he failed to make her have a change of heart.

That last point really stung. Even if Inojin was definitely on Boruto’s side to get him to confess and be with their other idiot friend, it was obvious Kagura really did love Sarada and he felt bad for the dude. All his conniving with Shikadai and Chocho and the drinking sessions he had with the boys and encouragement he threw at Boruto to get Sarada back into his life flashed before his eyes. It made his heart twist, and he blocked out a good minute of Tsuruchi blabbing away.

The guilt Inojin felt was heavy, and he could only imagine what Sarada felt when Kagura hit the nail on the coffin. Vaguely, Inojin wondered what Boruto would feel once he heard… Despite his stupid choice not to tell Sarada early on and his feelings towards her, Boruto and Kagura were friends. This was like, breaking the bro code but not really… Well, technically Boruto did, but fuck it. It was all too complicated to present to a jury and have them judge. It was so much easier if all the idiots just pleaded guilty.

Inojin didn’t even wait for Tsuruchi to finish his rant. He just left him there and thought about what to do with all the information, hands stuffed in his pockets. It had been a little over a week, and Boruto and Sarada were still avoiding each other like they had cooties or something.          

He grimaced when Iwabe suggested that Sarada probably lost her temper, and worse, Kagura accused her of cheating. Although Chocho was quick to deny it, Inojin couldn’t stand it anymore. He stood from his seat and gave everyone a hard stare but his gaze landed on Shikadai for a split second longer and the boy nodded. Without another word, he picked up his backpack and left.

Idiots. This wouldn’t need to happen if both of them simply told the truth and kissed and made up already. It would put out all the fires and kill all the rumors. Honestly. He just had to do it himself, didn’t he? Why was Inojin such a good friend, and the only one with at least one brain cell around here? . . . It didn’t take long for Inojin to decide who to approach. Going for Boruto was obvious and easy, but the guy was wallowing in sadness and moaning like the drama queen he was. Just thinking of attempting to get Boruto to look at him was already making Inojin’s brow twitch. Sarada was also in a bad place, but she was nice and could be reasoned with. Stubborn as fuck but she could still be reasoned with. Right. To Sarada’s dorm, then.

With a fist raised and a peace offering held in the other hand—a cup of her favorite Ninbucks coffee, of course—Inojin took a deep breath and knocked on the door. A sniffle, and a groan. He knocked again.

Silence this time.

He pursed his lips. Ah. She was pretending she wasn’t at home. Tough luck, girl. Inojin is also a stubborn bitch.

“Hey, Sar!” He knocked louder. Ah. That annoying nickname he deigned to use only and only when he had a death wish.

A growl. Yup. She knew who it was.

“Sar, come on. Open up! I got ya Ninbucks!”

Shuffling. And then a hiss, “It better be my favorite.”

Inojin grinned. “You bet. Would I dare give you anything less?”

She opened the door, her nose up in the air, an attempt to look snobbish. Perhaps if Inojin didn’t know her so well, he would have thought she really was. Try as she might, Sarada was no Uchiha snob. He was thankful for it, really. He liked how Sarada was, despite being an idiot and all. Why did he have such idiots for friends to begin with?

He handed her the drink and she invited him in, looking rather pleased that the drink was larger than her usual. She sat on her bed and tucked her legs under as she sipped on her drink and pulled the blanket over her shoulders. Inojin eyed the photocopied notes scattered around. Right. Chubb’s did mention she wasn’t going to class. Probably an attempt to avoid Boruto since nearly all their classes were the same. Speaking of which… Inojin sat on her bed and looked at her.

“When do you plan to stop avoiding Boruto?”

She sipped a little too hard and coughed.

He grinned. “Instead of working twice as hard studying from someone’s notes which aren’t half as good as yours,” Inojin eyed the scraggly handwriting and scrunched his nose. “Why don’t you just go to class?”

“I don’t feel like going,” she snapped.

Bullshit. Before he could even say it, she beat him to it.

“It is not bullshit, okay? I really don’t feel well. The cold is coming, and I just don’t want to get anyone sick.”

Inojin fake coughed. “Oh, you’re getting me sick. Sick of all your bullshit.”

Sarada glared daggers at him but he waved her off. “Seriously now. Other than it’s getting really awkward, people are starting to talk about what happened. Kagura’s back to hanging out with Shizuma and his lackeys, our friends are gossiping, you and Boruto are obviously still acting like babies. What, am I supposed to just--let this all happen?”

“It’s none of your business who Kagura hangs out with, what our friends talk about or how Boruto and I are being right now.”

Red. Inojin saw red. He stood and his voice rose. “Utter bullshit, Sarada. You’re all my friends and all this stupid shit has gotta stop! It’s toxic! You already took a good step by breaking things off with Kagura, why can’t you just pull through with the rest and clean up this mess you made?”

Livid. Sarada was livid. Inojin could have sworn her eyes turned red. She also stood up and stared him down. Thank god he was nearly a head taller than she was now. “Look, if you came here to yell at me and rub in that I made a mistake, I already know that!”

“Knowing is different from doing!” Oh yeah. Let the neighbors know there’s a fight happening in here why don’t ya, Inojin? Perhaps he could yell a little louder.

She grimaced and looked away. “I’m not going to avoid him forever, okay? I just… I need time to think!”

“Think faster because it’s stupid to let this linger any longer.”

“Stop calling me that!”

He crossed his arms. “Only after you fix this, Sar.”

“It’s not completely my fault.” She was shaking now, and by the looks of it, wishing she could set him ablaze with her eyes. He was glad things didn’t work that way in this universe.

Inojin examined his nails. “No, but it still is. You and Boruto better plead fucking guilty.”

Sarada pursed her lips and crossed her arms. “The coffee doesn’t make up for this, you know? If I knew you were going to scold me, I wouldn’t have let you in…”

Okay, that comment kind of stung. It’s not like he came here with the intent to be mean. No, not at all. He just wanted to fix it already! Hearing other people talk and seeing these two (dear to him) idiots being difficult really hurt, you know? It’s been going on for far too long and it was time to put an end to it. “Sar, I didn’t mean it like that…”

She looked away. And yes, she knew he didn’t mean it. But it still hurt. “I know,” Sarada muttered. “I know I fucked up.”

He groaned. Why must he be such a softie?

Sarada sniffled and wiped her eyes, trying to hide her face away from.

He looked up to the ceiling. “Alright, alright!” Why did she have to pull the crying card? She knew he hated it when she did that. Hell, when any of his friends did that. Especially Boruto. He abused that card, even if he would never admit he ever even used it. With a small pout on his lips, he opened up his arms. She peeked at him and then raised a brow.

“Come on, don’t make me say it and just get in here.”

She pouted right back at him. “I want to hear it.”

His blue eyes narrowed. “Sar, don’t push your luck. I got you coffee.”

Sarada giggled and wrapped her arms around his waist, accepting his form of an apology. As if he needed to apologize but whatever. “Now can you go to Boruto and makeup, please?” Now he was being polite? What is going on with the world?

She held him tighter. “He won’t… he won’t even reply to my messages.”

This made Inojin stiffen. Boruto? Not replying to Sarada? And Sarada, texting first? The world was ending. He was calling it. But maybe this is exactly what they needed…

“I’m gonna kill him,” he muttered.

She snickered. “Good. Then I won’t have to go talk to him anymore!”

Inojin pulled her back and glared. “Oh no. You are going to, even if I have to drag you there.”

“You wouldn’t.”

He smirked. “Why do you think I got you a venti? Of course I am.”

A/N: This was difficult, but also fun to write. I love writing in Inojin’s ever sassy perspective! Big thanks to Nastya for beta-reading this for me! Idk what this fic would be without her, honestly. 

If you like what I write, and want to read more, please do check out my #fanfiction tag. I also have links to my Master Post, ff.net, Ao3, Twitter, and Ko-Fi.

Thank you for reading and write on, darling.

[segenassefa]

10: Musical Discourse: Slime Language 2

Young Thug’s new project, Slime Language 2, is almost reminiscent of Pi’erre Bourne’s TLOP4, except more features (Thug got all these niggas in the studio and told them “We’re doing this now or never”), including ex-girlfriend and entrepreneur Karlae, Jim Jones, Drake, Travis Scott, and Coi Leray. There is a heavy YSL l influence (obviously) as well as some OVO features (hey Drake, hey Nav!), Coi Leray (no comment), and even a Rowdy Rebel feature, fresh from the pen. This project does a good job at touching different extremes of the rap music spectrum – Thug manages to get some songs for the ladies (“I Like”, which, to me, is very reminiscent of the City Girls, “On the Low”, and “Trance”), typical athlete walk-out music, and some songs that follow that “no one ever believed in me/everyone leaves me” kinda vibe.

If we’re gonna keep it 100, the album in itself is not necessarily a stand-out – very few songs have that “wow” factor - and to be honest - it’s mid, as the kids would call it. BUT, in the spirit of neutrality, I’ll be breaking down my favourites, as a self-proclaimed know most and trap music enthusiast, especially since today marks the one-month anniversary of its release - and if you disagree, suck ya mum (JK….kinda.)

“Take It to Trial” – Young Thug, YSL, Gunna, Yak Gotti

This track is probably one of the best on the album, and not just because the Yak Gotti feature ties it all together, but for the overall cohesiveness of everyone on the track, which almost makes it sound like one person entirely throughout. Take It to Trial was one of the tracks on the album that was released before the drop of SL2, giving it some time to marinate before the drop of the project in its entirety. While the beat is nothing too crazy, it’s still a standout due to the lyricism of the track and the abnormally high pitch Thug manages to hit on the chorus, as he adamantly requests to take this shit to mf’in trial.

I don’t know if the herpes bar making me think of NBA YoungBoy makes me a bad person, but I guess only time will tell.

“I Like” – YSL, Karlae, Coi Leray

Now, listen. I am not going to lie and say that I support all women. Somewhere in my heart, I know Coi Leray got to where she is due to a combination of light skin privilege (insert noises of disgust), some form of nepotism, her marketability, and her longstanding time in the industry (she was, in fact, one of the Mindless Behaviour video girls, so that in itself should tell you how long she’s secretly been in the game. She’s almost like a slightly darker Alexa Demie, except she isn’t lying about her age).

But this song???

THIS MF SONG?

There has to be crack in it. Because it’s not that good - the beat is not one which you run back for its complexity, nor its lyricism, but DAMN, it’s a good ass song.

Both she and Karlae captured the effortless sexy feeling certain songs are supposed to give you (fellas, not sure if you’ve ever felt it, but I feel like the laydeez know what I mean). It’s giving very much Uber Black on the freeway in an amazing outfit, drunk out of your mind - and I’m here for it! While I do feel like Karlae can rap circles around Coi, if given the opportunity, I think one thing I can say is that Coi does have the unabashed confidence of a man in her same position and that in itself makes this song *that* much more powerful.

“Mil in Vegas” – YSL, Young Thug, NAV

When I’m old and in my nursing home of choice (Astagfurallah, but you never know), I hope Young Thug drops a purely R&B album; something like Hndrxx but a lil’ less suicidal.

Or that the nursing home has enough money to hire him for a mid-afternoon senior citizen concert, but let’s tackle one problem at a time.

This track is almost like the niggas’ version of “I Like” but instead of boo boo Mizz Leray, we get a melodic NAV feature. In addition to my appreciation of him realizing he needs to stop using the fucking n-word (he shouldn’t have been using it in the first place, but progress is better than perfection), I think there’s something to be said with rap songs that are done outside of the major key; it def adds a little pinash, and some depth that wouldn’t have been there before – and NAV’s voice is suited perfectly for these otherwise challenging scales.

The only other thing going for this song is the way Thug looks in that yellow turtleneck on the Spotify visualizer – and with that being said, I hope niggas will be rocking more bright colors in the seasons to come.

(Also, what the fuck is NAV’s obsession with Los Angeles? I swear there’s at least one bar in every song).

“Slatty” – YSL, Young Thug, Gunna, Lil Duke, Yak Gotti

Mark my motherfucking words - when we have in-person sporting events, I will bet my Large Telfar bag that at least one draftee has this song as their walk-out music.

This track incorporates the one word that every nigga in YSL records (and current rap culture) has heat-stamped in their vocabulary, and while the word “slat” has been massacred by hordes of white teenage boys on TikTok, I will say that this chorus is catchy as fuck.

The real star of this song (shockingly) is the juxtaposition of Yak Gotti’s gritty, emory-board vocal cords, the raspy voice of Lil Duke, and the familiar buttery sound of Thug’s vocals.

Why the visualizer has P. Diddy in it, God only knows. But our adeer is doing his thing in those big ass Versace shades, so who am I to say anything.

“Diamonds Dancing” – YSL, Young Thug, Travis Scott, Gunna

I have no commentary other than asking rappers to please stop using Dr. King for any of their metaphors – he cheated on Correta with a white woman (and only one that we KNOW of, for that matter).

So, I stand here humbly before you, petitioning for the alternative bars including:

“Dripped in Dolce & Gabanna / Black diamonds like Thomas Sankara”

“New girl like Lori Harvey / chain Black like Africa, Marcus Garvey”

or something along those lines. Even a Sojourner Truth bar, at this fucking point.

  “Solid” – YSL, Young Thug, Gunna, Drake

Of course, OF FUCKING COURSE, this track was saved by none other than the culture vulture himself - the man, the myth, and apparently now, the fucking candlemaker, Mr. Aubrey Drake Graham.

(Sidenote: Why is graham such a hard word to spell?).

I know y’all niggas heard - and felt - him very clearly when he said he needed some head and some moral support right away (not like y’all are gonna get any, but understandable if you felt it).

Something about the subtle use of steel pan, and mafioso type beat that the OVO clan has such an affinity for, really brings this hoe all the way together.

Another interesting point to note – and why I think Thug and Gunna make such an incomparable duo - is the fact that Thug and Gunna could almost pass for one another on the second verse, and even in the chorus. The only distinctive giveaway in this is the fact that Gunna does not make use of the whimsical bars in the same way that Thug does (because who the fuck is putting macaroni and cheese in their pockets besides the man who made a whole Instagram live about having a dirty dick? Exactly.)

Surprisingly though, this is one of the only songs on the album that hasn’t drilled holes in my eardrums, even after listening to it for an entire month, so bravo on them for that.

“Proud of You” – YSL, Young Thug, Lil Uzi Vert, Yung Kayo

I’m going to use this song to expose my corniness in saying I’ve definitely thought of using this song for some Instagram captions.

I think the combined genius of Thug and Uzi is often overlooked due to everyone wanting to worship Uzi with the androgynous Vampire Ma- I mean, Carti (who also makes a great duo with Uzi in his own right, but Uzi and Thug just remind me of two eccentric uncles, minus a few decades).

It was also rumored in 2018 that these niggas had over fifteen hundred songs together and I honestly wouldn’t it put it past them for that to be true.

Will they all be hits? Probably not, but it’s nice to be a dreamer – plus, their previous tracks (What’s the Move, It’s A Slime and Strawberry Peels) can’t be disregarded either.

“Really Be Slime” – YSL, Young Thug, FN DaDealer, YNW Melly, Bslime

In my honest opinion, I think YNW Melly (and TayK!) should have been pardoned from jail way before Reptar (Kodak) or the other gremlin, Mr. Weezy F Baby – not doubting this artistry, but I do think this man requires a serious rest; musically, emotionally, and physically).

This nigga Melly bodies every feature and brings such mischievous energy to every single track. Also, the minute the rhymed “butter pecan” and “Puerto Rican”, he was fr a genius in my high school eyes.

You can’t deny that the other niggas on the track, even Young Thug himself, fall a little short and that FN DaDealer is trying a bit hard to give us Lil Baby teas, but for what it is, it’s not a bad song. The beat, again, nothing too impressive, but I’m honestly just so glad to hear a YNW Melly feature after what feels like forever.

And that about wraps it up – overall, I’d give this project a solid 5/10. It could have done a bit more; and for the number of features (as well as their duality), honestly could have been more experimental. I get that this was highly anticipated, but in that case, I’m sure niggas wouldn’t have minded waiting a bit longer for it to go the extra mile.

If you feel like I missed any important tracks, that’s too damn bad; but feel free to argue with me in the comments of Instagram.

Until then…*turns on “I Like”*.